Agent Jump came down to the lab to look the newly collected Quadropuss. The current lab attendant tried to stop her, saying that it's dangerous to visit new specimens before the lab has finished their full report on the creature. But Jump was so excited to see the new alien species that the attendant was unable to turn her down. The specimen lab came alive as Jump entered the room. Aliens in various glass enclosures around the room began to become agitated, rubbing against the glass and inflating various appendages. This baffled the scientists on duty because it only seemed to happen when Agent Jump came into the room. Jump let out a loud SQUEE and bounced up and down when she saw the quadropuss. Its three adorable eyes sparkled back at her from behind the pain of glass. Jump lightly touched the window to the enclosure and the alien pressed its mouth appendage against the glass. As she traced her finger along the pain, it's tube mouth followed playfully. Enchanted by the small creature, Jump leaned in to get a closer look.
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.
Jump’s temples throbbed as she continued to hold her breathe. The alien’s mouth, wrapped tightly over her head and torso, squeezed her so firmly that Jump winced from the stabbing pain in her ribs. Clenching her jaw and biting down on the microphone in mouth, Jump refused to exhale. The tube-feet ever marched, continuing their task of rolling the rubbery suit down Jump freckled shoulders and chest. The feet behind them helping to tug Jump further down the quadropuss’s esophagus. As the uniform was rolled past her nipples, it tumbled down the remainder of her breasts and rested briefly at the bottom of her rib cage. Jump’s delicate pink nipples stood erect, freed from the constraints of the uniform and stimulated by the hundreds of tiny suction cups grabbing and pulling at them. The shock of this sudden sensation caused Jump to burst out in a soft cry, freeing the last trapped air from her lungs.
“I think she’s trying to communicate with us, there’s a message being broadcast from her earpiece!” Shouted one of the lab technicians. “What is she saying? Play it out loud!” another shouted across the room. An ear-splitting whine pierced the air as the communicator was tuned to Jumps frequency. As the squealing note faded, it was replaced by the whisper soft moans and feminine whimpers coming from Jumps microphone. Everyone in the lab turned a deep shade of red. “Someone...tell security to hurry up” one of the techs said bashfully over the melodic gasps from the speakers.
Security arrived with the grace and poise of a cannon. Stampeding through the containment doors of the specimen holding area. Greeting them was the quadropuss. It was unclear what sustenance the quadropuss had gained from eating Jump, but what was clear was that it had gained a lot of it. It lay bloated and happy on the floor, it’s tentacles relaxed and splayed out. Stretching the transparent walls of the mollusc’s stomach sac to their limits was Agent Jump. She was wearing nothing but a thick coating of mucus. Her nude freckled body lay motionless except for the soft heaving of her breasts as she greedily gulped air down into her lungs. Her tattered space suit and jump pack lay on the floor a ways off.
Finally coming-to after her harrowing experience, Jump’s eyes began to focus on the crowd storming in around her. Jump looked down at her body: her arms were pulled behind her back, forcing her exposed chest forward and her legs were splayed out leaving nothing to the imagination. Jump cried out in shock and embarrassment from inside her sticky cocoon. “I didn’t know she had a birthmark there.” one of the onlookers remarked, turning Jump an even deeper shade of crimson. “Agent Jump!” a voice cried out from her earpiece, “We’re getting you out of there ASAP...but the lab wants to take a few pictures first. It's for their report on the quadropuss. We need to make sure this event is well documented.”