I sat on the ground, almost transfixed by what I was seeing as it stepped towards me, my eyes briefly focusing on it's still slickened shaft. However, I quickly realized I had more important matters to deal with- a muffled scream escaping my mouth as the tendril caught my lips and pushed in enough to drip something onto my tongue. Whatever it was made my tongue and soon my mouth feel warm and tingly and...
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Doing my own will roll here. 18
Grunting and gasping, I reached out and tried to pull and force the thing off, my other hand now scrambling for my combat knife as I ignored the weird tingling and focused on getting this thing, whatever it was, off of me.