This is an erotic themed fanfiction containing sexual themes, and disturbing imagery. If that is fine with you then go ahead. The first chapter is actually quite SFW, but the second chapter of which I will be working on will be NSFW and include actual sex and stuff.

Warnings: Contains corruption, blood, and hentai tentacles

Characters: Rachel, Jill

Disclaimers:

I do not own Resident Evil, Resident Evil Revelations, or their characters. Capcom owns them.

All characters, places, and events are works of fiction. The author does not condone murder or turning hot babes into monsters.

Art: Official Rachel concept art

Reviews: Please leave a review. I always welcome any kind of feedback, even if it's just to tell me I'm a hack.

Gaze Not Into the T-Abyss: Chapter 1

Rachel held a trembling hand to her mouth as she coughed out a pint of blood. She pulled it away to look at the patch crimson staining her palm, and for the first time e ver the fear of death overcame her. Eyes obscured by her luscious blond hair, nobody would be able to see the tears streaming down her face, even if there was anybody left alive around to see. She clutched her arms and weeped quietly, slumping down with her back against against the metallic wall.

The fluorescent lights flickered inciscently, making her already terrible headache double in furiosity.

"Why? Why is this happening to me?" she asked to nobody with her quivering voice. The question would always go unanswered, and only God knew the reason, but he would never respond to her.

A nasty gash tore open the leg of her wet suit where she was slashed just minutes ago by one of the Ooze monsters, where it bled profusely on the outside of her thigh leg. Just attempting to stand on it sent a sharp pain up her body. Without a tunicate she was pretty sure she was going to bleed out - but that was the just the beginning of her woes.

Just outside of her small confined room she could hear loud squishy footsteps and the low, menacing gurgling growl of the monsters stalking the halls. She had taken shelter in what appeared to be a medical bay, with a stretcher behind a pair of closed curtains just a few feet away from her, and a cabinet full of knocked over pill bottles tilted unevenly on the wall. Eventually the sound of the monster's footsteps seemed to wander away from her, allowing the woman to sigh in relief. Still shaking up, Rachel started to prop herself back up. Perhaps since she was around all these medical supplies she could find something to heal her wounds.

Rumble.

Rachel snapped around, hearing noisy metallic banging coming from the vents lining the ceiling. A blood chilling scream escaped from her lips as a monster that looked as if it was molded from wet clay came out of it and fell to the floor with a splat. Heart racing, she tried to turn around to race out the door, only for yet another two of these terrifying humanoid creatures with misshapen tumor covered faces to stumble on in and block her one and only exit.

"S-stop it! Don't come any closer!" yelled Rachel, attempting vainly to threaten them away. She was really wishing she had kept her gun instead of throwing it at the first monster she saw now. It might have come in handy.

They paid no heed though, and just as she was about to let out another scream the Ooze from behind lurched forward and grasped Rachel by the throat with its cold, clammy hand. It held her up as it choked her, its grasp tightening by the second, and all she could do was grasp weakly at its mangled arm and gasp out meak sounding pleads. The Ooze groaned as that part of its face that vaguely resembled a mouth opened up, and a large oozing, pink, circular leach like mouth with rows upon rows of pointy teeth belched out, then sprung forward towards the helpless woman. Unable to make a sound, Rachel cried silently as the Ooze's tendril suctioned itself onto her face, biting deep enough to draw blood. Slime drenched her neck and oozed down the front of her unzipped chest, while the creature slurped down her life's essence noisily. After a few seconds the Ooze monster drew back its mouth allowing Rachel to finally gulp in some air. It was a small solace, however, as with a screech the monster arched its arm and tossed her body across the room. She screamed her head off before it cunked against the hard surface of the room's window, cracking it just as it cracked her skull.

Then the world went dark.

After who knows how much time later, Rachel's eyes finally flickered open. Her breathing was shallow and her head throbbing. With a weak voice, she choked out a whimper. That's when she realized - she was alone. The room was completely void of the monsters that had attacked her, and the floor beneath her was slick with blood; her own blood.

"Wh-why am I still alive?" asked Rachel. Again, nobody answered.

She just couldn't wrap her head around it though. Looking down at herself she could clearly see that her entire body was covered in bite marks. Those Ooze monster's had done a good job tearing up most of her suit. Not much of it remained to cover her up. Hell, she was surprised that she wasn't missing chunks of her flesh.

"Oh… god…" she moaned, clutching her stomach with both her hands.

A terrible nausea overcame her and she doubled over, gagging wihile her insides , she pushed herself back onto her feet and stumbled over to the completed trashed medicine cabinet. Surely there was something to help. Perhaps dramamine? Feeling about ready to puke, she knocked over several bottles in her search for something. Anything! She all the worthless bottles she knocked over to fall to the side and shatter on the floor. A terrible odor filled the air smelling of rotten flesh and fish.. Finally, she found what she was looking for. She grasped a white pill bottle with a blue label and tore off the lid, then poured herself a handful of booze colored tablets into her hand before downing them, with no water to help wash it down.

"Sh-shit… it's not going away," she groaned, clenching her head. If anything it was even more powerful than before. She propped her arm against the medical cabinet. Her vision was swimming right before her eyes. It was like the boat was on a roller coaster and she was in for the wildest ride of her life.

Suddenly, she realized that the pain in her thigh was gone. Looking down she scanned herself, now realizing that the large gash had all but gone away. Did God finally respond to her?

"How is that possible?" she asked, moving her leg around to test it.

That's when the real pain began. She let out a gut wrenching shriek as she felt her organs twisting around inside of her. She could literally hear her bones snapping and twisting around her torso area as whatever had infected her began to do its work. Now Rachel knew why the monster's had left her alone.

"No, no, no, no, no…" she repeated over and over again, her shoulder heaving as she cried. "I don't want to ch-change… I don't want to be like them."

What she wanted was irrelevant though. More changes soon occured that even she couldn't fully comprehend. Her once beautifully fair skin began to secrete a slimy moisture similar to the Ooze monster that had attacked her, as her flesh became more grey and her veins more readily apparent through the membrane. The texture caused her grip to slip and her body to thud against the inviting floor.

The virus worked fast.

Knowing she didn't have much time left, Rachel crawled over an overturned desk, next to which she spotted a red notebook and a pen underneath several wrinkled up papers. Quivering, she picked up the pen and open up the book, ready to write as much as she could while her humanity still controlled her. She was going to turn, she knew, and nothing could stop that short of a miracle, but at the very least she could write her final thoughts and words down for someone to find.

As she put ink to paper began to write vigorously, but it was hard to see what she was writing with all the tears welling up in her eyes. Every single second her body convulsed as more of her insides shifted. Then there was a pain unlike all others before it that forced her to come to a halt. Her right arm began to snap and pop as it quite literally began to split into two, splattering the notebook with her blood, and in the end it left her with the two ends, and she could only watch as they turned into dangerous, monstrous looking claws.

"Please, someone, help me…" she cried, feeling her mind slipping. Still, she went back to writing, hoping that she'd leave something behind.

She managed to get down a few more paragraphs till her vision started to darken. At first she thought she might have passed out again, till she tried to brush her bangs away only to realize that her hair had turned into a large spongy tumor on her head that she could feel actively stretching into a tentacle like tendril, slithering down her back and winding itself around her right leg like a plant vine.

"I can't see," she said like a whisper, feeling around for something to pull herself up. "Why can't I see?" Strangely enough, she felt rather calm in the face of her demise. She would be worried about that too if it weren't for the voices in her head telling her to let the changes happen

The nausea from before had vanished, and though her entire body was still in pain she realized that she also started to feel pretty good. Like, really good in fact. Just underneath her skin her flesh was frothing and bubbling. Her body was actually expanding upon itself till she could eclipse the size of a normal person easily. Sure, her bones moving around certainly was uncomfortable, but the pain began to feel gratifying, and left her with an delightful light headed sensation that drew out all her worries.

"Yes! Yes!" she growled, a second voiced layered on top of her own now. Her breasts were rather large even before, but now they were expanding so much she was worried they might actually spill out of her wet suit. She moaned, stumbling over to the desk and falling on it, spilling its contents on the ground with a crash. "Feels good! Feels good!"

In the thralls of her moaning she felt a large presence growing and filling the confined chamber of her throat. A lump formed that looked like a man's adam's apple, till it began to slowly balloon in size, and as it swelled up voices in her head increased until it was as loud as a chorus, drowning out her own thoughts. Guttering out a few few noises that sounded like she was choking, Rachel's mouth stretched itself open into an outrageous radius as a massive leach like appendage, similar to the Ooze's, sprung out of her maw, flinging around and gushing out odorice slime everywhere as it screeched monstrously. All of Rachel's nerves were lit up with pleasure as its mouth sucked at the air. Her leach tongue was very much similar to the other creatures except that its teeth were not sharp, and were more like fleshy little barbs that suctioned onto whatever it could get itself latched onto.

With a noisy slurped she gulped back down the struggling appendaged as it vanished pass her lips. For a second there was silence… and then Rachel giggled.

As she pushed her self off the desk her changed voice began to hum a sweetly melody she could barely remember from when she was a little girl, her thoughts now completely overtaken by the desires of the virus that had infected her. Her wet suit, having been torn up, and now stretched by her increased mass, was near;y complete in tatters. It only just barely covered up her most private parts.

The virus had indeed changed Rachel into an Ooze, but she was unique; an evolution. She still kept her feminine physique, and her strength was heightened to the point she could tear a wooden beam off a house's structure.

"Find…" she droned, her wet footsteps plodding out the door. "Find others… make mine…"

Echoes of people, but not of monsters, could be heard; the voices of people, like she used to be. One of them even sounded familiar.

"Tasty morsels..."

A smile stretched across her lips.

(To be continued...)

Thanks for reading, and please leave a review if you enjoyed it, or even if you didn't enjoy it.

Side Note: I realize that in the game the barnacle appendage didn't come out of her mouth, but I just find it more horrifying than sexy to see her head splitting in half.

The second chapter will include Jill, and also NSFW actual sexual stuff