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As Jump's Face approached the glass, the quadropuss grew excited and began to bulge up. The alien's mouth, which moments ago had been gingerly following Jump's finger, began to bite and gnash at the glass. "what's wrong with it?" Jump turned and asked one of the lab technicians, but the man's answer was drown out by the explosive din of the enclosure glass smashing. Before Jump could even react, the mouth tentacle of the quadropuss latched tightly around her face. Its sphincter mouth and three sharp teeth gripped her skull tightly as they undulated slowly and began engulfing her head. Jump tried to scream, but the mic attached to her ear piece was forced tightly into her throat by the force of the tentacle, gagging her. She grabbed the moist tube creeping over her face and pulled with all her strength, but it only caused the alien's teeth to dig painfully into her temples and chin. The agent squirmed helplessly as her head was rhythmically engulfed. Spineless lab technicians scrambled uselessly around trying to assemble help, but didn't dare get near the quadropuss until security arrived for fear of their own lives. A thin tongue like tentacle glided out from under the lips gripping Jumps neck. It wove its way over her enormous breasts, sealed tightly in her Dur-A-Flex rubber space uniform, and down toward her navel. With surprising dexterity, it coiled under the strap of her jump-pack and undid the buckle. The heavy pack thudded to the floor.
Once past the initial opening of the mouth, Thousands of thin tube shaped suction cups line the inside of the quadropuss tentacle mouth. The army of tube-feet marched their way down her neck, and they began to laboriously peel back her space suit, rolling it slowly over her shoulders. The teeth at the mouth opening gripped tightly and punctured the elastic material to help re-pressurize the vacuum-sealed suit. Jump gasped for air inside the hot sticky orifice, managing to gulp down only a tiny breathe before the choking mucus clogged her throat. She had to fight not to cough out her last precious lung-full. Her rolled-up suit pinned her arms painfully behind her back as the teeth began to dig into her soft rear. Jump slowly turned dark red as her air ran out. She began to feel distant and warm in the pitch black maw of the alien creature. Pins and needles ran down her skin like electric shocks...(to be continued)

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Description
Part two of a commission for

Part 1: fav.me/dci5o45
Part 3: fav.me/dcin192

As Jump's Face approached the glass, the quadropuss grew excited and began to bulge up. The alien's mouth, which moments ago had been gingerly following Jump's finger, began to bite and gnash at the glass. "what's wrong with it?" Jump turned and asked one of the lab technicians, but the man's answer was drown out by the explosive din of the enclosure glass smashing. Before Jump could even react, the mouth tentacle of the quadropuss latched tightly around her face. Its sphincter mouth and three sharp teeth gripped her skull tightly as they undulated slowly and began engulfing her head. Jump tried to scream, but the mic attached to her ear piece was forced tightly into her throat by the force of the tentacle, gagging her. She grabbed the moist tube creeping over her face and pulled with all her strength, but it only caused the alien's teeth to dig painfully into her temples and chin. The agent squirmed helplessly as her head was rhythmically engulfed. Spineless lab technicians scrambled uselessly around trying to assemble help, but didn't dare get near the quadropuss until security arrived for fear of their own lives. A thin tongue like tentacle glided out from under the lips gripping Jumps neck. It wove its way over her enormous breasts, sealed tightly in her Dur-A-Flex rubber space uniform, and down toward her navel. With surprising dexterity, it coiled under the strap of her jump-pack and undid the buckle. The heavy pack thudded to the floor.
Once past the initial opening of the mouth, Thousands of thin tube shaped suction cups line the inside of the quadropuss tentacle mouth. The army of tube-feet marched their way down her neck, and they began to laboriously peel back her space suit, rolling it slowly over her shoulders. The teeth at the mouth opening gripped tightly and punctured the elastic material to help re-pressurize the vacuum-sealed suit. Jump gasped for air inside the hot sticky orifice, managing to gulp down only a tiny breathe before the choking mucus clogged her throat. She had to fight not to cough out her last precious lung-full. Her rolled-up suit pinned her arms painfully behind her back as the teeth began to dig into her soft rear. Jump slowly turned dark red as her air ran out. She began to feel distant and warm in the pitch black maw of the alien creature. Pins and needles ran down her skin like electric shocks...(to be continued)

More Jump: www.deviantart.com/yuuufa/gall…