A/N: Time for some more underwater lewding~

Enjoy~

The Mist 2: Rescue Operations

Chapter 2: I-19, I-26, I-58

''Alright... everyone keep it quiet, alright?''

Albacore's declaration echoed over the radio, earning a chorus of stilted agreements from the other Submarine girls with her.

The ocean was nearly pitch-black around them, what little light that pierced through the surface of the water fading after only a short few feet. As a result they couldn't see more than a few feet ahead of them, and because of that the group of nine Submarines floated slowly though the darkness, all of them swishing their legs slowly lest they attract unnecessary attention. Considering the tension in the air and the lack of any other sound, it made for an uncomfortably tense experience.

Albacore smiled grimly, holding onto her rigging and keeping her wits about her. U-101 swam on her left with the other Ironblood Submarines while I-168 floated on the right, helping coordinate the Sakura Empire subs. They all moved as one big group to reduce their signature on the way into the mist, using the capital ships above the water for cover. Any monsters that managed to detect the slow-moving behemoths above the waves would be too distracted by it to notice the several smaller signatures moving beneath it, after all.

However now they had moved out of the capital ship's range; any creature sensitive to water pressure differences would sense them, since all of them were moving too close together.

McSub slowly swam up to her, nudging her hip with its snout. Albacore reached down at petted her 'son' on the head. ''Everyone stop.''

After a few seconds everyone obeyed, their motors and rotors falling silent as all of them floated silently.

Albacore didn't waste time. ''We'll need to split up from here. U-101, I-168, you two stick with me; we'll keep heading straight ahead. U-556 you take U-73 and U-81 and curve around to the right, nearer the edge of the mist. I-26 you, I-19 and I-58 go left nearer the seawall and see if you can find anything. Worse comes to worse jump out onto land and fall back. U-522, U-557 and U-110 you hold back for the capital ships just in case anything tries to attack them. Anyone got anything to say?''

Silence.

''Good.'' Albacore smiled tightly. ''Then scram, and don't let the sea bugs bite'cha.''

At her orders the others all began to depart; forming three other groups and disappearing into the darkness, the quiet thrum of their motors rapidly fading until the ocean was silent once more. Bubbles escaped Albacore's lips as she exhaled, mentally keeping track of her oxygen. She could go another ten minutes before needing to resurface for air. And as long as she was careful not to attract any attention, there shouldn't be any problems.

The blonde Submarine glanced at the two girls by her sides, gesturing for U-101 to take the lead this time. The Ironblood girl did with a weak smile, her motor thrumming to life and carrying her forth into the darkness, leaving I-168 and Albacore to follow after her.

I-168 glanced over at the leader of the group, critically eyeing the dolphin that slowly swished past her. ''You sure this thing isn't gonna turn on us?''

Albacore snorted softly. She didn't take offence. ''Yeah, he won't rape ya. Unless you're interested; he might be more fun than you think~''

I-168 blushed, glaring lightly at her. ''I-I think I'll be fine.''

''Heh. Suit yourself.''

X-x-X

''Uu... Snf...''

''Stop whimpering, I-19... you'll just attract attention like that...'' I-26 exasperatedly murmured into her radio.

I-19 pouted over at her but obeyed, hugging her rigging close to her large chest as they swam through the darkness. The seawall could occasionally be seen through the veil of blackness; a crumbling, moss-covered wall of concrete that had clearly seen better days, even before the Mist Incident happened. More than once they had seen a few tiny creatures crawling along it, causing the entire group to freeze in place, but the creatures either weren't the smartest or plainly just didn't see them, since they showed no sign of even noticing them.

Still, swimming by small mutant crabs and leech-looking creatures wrecked havoc on the nerves, especially when you couldn't see more than a few feet away. Above, below, left, right, front, behind – an attack could come from any angle, and they'd only have a split-second to react before they were inevitably pulled off into the darkness and had all sorts of horrible things done to them.

Suddenly the feeling of being watched pierced through I-26, making the bunny-girl go rigid. ''Wait!''

All three Submarines stopped, killing their motors and floating silently amidst the darkness, barely able to even see each other despite only being a few feet apart. Nothing could be heard in the darkness, not even the slow swishing of their legs – disturbed only when they slowly exhaled a string of bubbles skyward, said bubbles vanishing from view in a second.

I-26 swallowed. ''I think... something might've found-''

Out of nowhere a sleek black creature slammed into I-26's side, tackling her into the darkness and out of radio range.

''I-26!'' I-19 cried out in worry, shifting her rigging around and loading her torpedoes.

I-58 barely stopped her from firing blindly lest they hit their friend in the process, grabbing I-19's shoulder and shaking her head. Instead the quiet Submarine fired her motors up to full blast and swam straight into the darkness, leaving I-19 to hastily followed after her quiet comrade lest she be left behind in the abyss.

Seconds ticked by with agonising weight, the two Sakura girls looking around frantically for their lost ally, but they couldn't see any sign of her. When they tapped into their local-area radios and called out for her they received no reply other than static; never a good sign. They couldn't even use a wider signal range because of the mist itself, limiting them to just a small circle of influence around them.

''Mn...'' I-58 hesitantly loaded her own torpedoes. If they couldn't find her quick, then they wouldn't be able to find her at all.

Thus, their only choice was to detonate a torpedo, and light up the area – even if only for a moment, and at the cost of blowing their stealth.

Just as the quiet girl was about to fire I-19 squealed, causing I-58 to snap her gaze back – just in time to see I-19 get ripped off her rigging by a tentacle, and pulled into the darkness.

X-x-X

''A-Ah~! Let g-go of meeee!''

I-19 squealing cry went unheeded as the black tentacle holding her ankle threw her around in wild circles, water rushing in her ears as she was spun around and around and around so dizzyingly she couldn't even think hard enough to summon her rigging back to her. It took all of her strength to grab the tentacle around her ankle and pull, trying her best to rip it off her, to free herself from the unseen monster thrashing her around.

That was until the tentacle let her go – and sent her smashing into a rock formation.

I-19 blacked out briefly as she hit her head on the rough stone, her vision blurry when she came to. Bubbles passed her parted lips and she immediately snapped out of her daze, pursing her lips together to conserve her air supply. Pain pulsed in her forehead and she whimpered, one hand tentatively touching her rapidly-bruising forehead, the skin sore to the touch.

''Mn...'' She touched her ear. ''A-Anyone there...?''

Static.

I-19 whimpered nervously, one hand resting on the rough rock formation as she gazed at the darkness around her, scared that the tentacle would return. She didn't understand why it let her go but she wasn't keen on finding out, hoping that it just lost interest in her. She had heard the horror stories of what they did to girls they caught; of penetrating them so deeply it made their stomachs bulge or violating them from ass to mouth.

Nervous and with trembling fingers she tried summoning her rigging back to her, fear rooting itself in her heart when it didn't; she was too far away. Slowly she pushed off the rock and swam slowly ahead into the darkness, repeatedly tapping into her radio every few moments in case the others swam nearby. However she had been spun so violently she couldn't tell which direction she'd been thrown in; her only choice was to pick a direction and hope for the best.

''Mm-?'' I-19 stiffened as she heard the water behind her shift; bubbles forming from the sudden movement.

With fear crawling up her spine I-19 gazed over her shoulder, not even daring to twitch – and soon saw a creepy, horse-like head protruding from the darkness. The rest of its body followed, her heart sinking into her stomach as the mutated, human-sized seahorse floated close. Its prehensile tail was no longer curved like a traditional seahorse but merely floating behind it; but what caught I-19's attention the most was the pair of human-like arms that jutted out from its sides, its three fingers connected by webbed tissue.

The Seahorse tilted its head, and I-19 fearfully glanced down – eyes dilating as she saw the long beige penis that protruded from its lower area, the tip pointed and the shaft long.

Immediately she realised what it wanted and I-19 wanted nothing to do with it, spinning around and swimming away with frantic kicks of her legs – pushing off nearby rock formations when she could. Heartbeats pounded loudly in her ears, failing to muffle the sound of water bubbling behind her as the Seahorse gave chase; rapidly closing the distance on her frame. She was never the fastest swimmer and now she sorely regretted not training that aspect of herself, panic flooding her body as she tried to escape the mutant creature.

Daringly she swam lower towards the sea bed, eyes darting around for something to use – and hope leapt into her throat when she saw a small opening, leading into a minor cave. It might have another creature inside but I-19 took the risk, kicking her legs faster and narrowly avoiding the grasping webbed hand that tried touching her bare foot.

'C'mon...!' I-19 grasped a rock outcropping beside the hole, pushing her head and arms inside.

The Submarine gripped the insides of the dark cave, trying to push herself in deeper... when she got stuck. For a moment she didn't register the sudden lack of movement, still kicking her legs – but her boobs were too big. She couldn't fit through even if she were to wriggle, nor could she push herself back out. She was completely, hopelessly stuck.

A fact the Seahorse reminded her of, its three-fingered hands landing on her ass.

''N-No...'' I-19 whimpered fearfully, kicking her legs blindly behind herself – only prompting the vaguely-humanoid creature to grab curl its bony fingers around her thighs, digging into her soft flesh and holding her limbs still.

The red-haired cat-girl intimately felt the Seahorse's long cock press against her butt, the creature's bony fingers sliding off her thighs and scratching at her swimsuit. Small cuts formed on her ass and she whimpered, wriggling fruitlessly in her self-imposed bindings as the undersea monster slowly ripped at her swimsuit – until finally it figured out to curl its fingers under her swimsuit, and ripped the crotch part off with a muted tearing sound.

I-19 froze as she felt cool sea water brushing against her exposed pussy; her stomach dropping as she also felt a hard, pointy-tipped shaft press against her lower lips too. ''P-Please don't... I... I d-don't- HYAA!''

A sharp cry escaped I-19 as the Seahorse ignored her desperate pleads and bucked its hip forth, penetrating her virgin pussy with its long cock. Half of its length speared into her on the first thrust, spreading her tight insides apart and sending a jolt of pain rushing up her stomach. On instinct she writhed against the sea floor, clawing and grasping at whatever she could, but the Seahorse paid her reactions no mind; plunging its cock inside with a second thrust; then a third, and then a fourth.

Over and over again the Seahorse began thrusting into her, burying its long cock deeper inside her. Pain made I-19 gasp but she was quick to shut her mouth again, trying to conserve her air lest she drown in the underwater cave. However it was hard to remember that when the inhuman creature was raping her pussy, its shaft spearing into her womanhood over and over again, each thrust stretching her tender insides more and more – until finally the Seahorse bottomed out in her womanhood, the pointed tip battering her cervix.

''M-Mm...!'' I-19 buckled at the sensation, whimpering as the creature relentlessly pounded her. ''S-Stop...''

The creature didn't, and to I-19's horror she felt its cock begin to swell. Bit by bit it grew bigger inside her aching pussy, stretching her virgin walls apart more and more until she was whimpering with pain, her whole pelvis aching from the sensation of being so completely stretched. The Seahorse didn't stop thrusting either during this; its lower regions bumping against her jiggly ass each time it bottomed out inside her womanhood, in turn making her body jerk forwards bit by bit.

Even as it violated her pussy the Seahorse's hands weren't idle either; its webbed, bony fingers crawling down her thighs and gripping them every so often, often causing small cuts in her fleshy thighs due to how sharp its nails were. The slight pain was nothing compared to having its big cock inside her pussy but still left I-19 squirming, her lips pursed in a weak attempt to stop herself from gasping out precious oxygen.

''N-Nn...!'' I-19 winced as her large boobs were pushed against the sea floor with each rough thrust; her tits painfully squishing against the hard ground.

The Seahorse didn't care for her discomfort. From its perspective all it saw was a pair of flapping legs and a waiting pussy to be used, enticing the creature to lustfully fuck her tight hole, releasing strained, gruff noises as it plunged its pulsating length into her. The rough violation only made I-19 tighter for the creature, her inner walls erratically spasming and clenching around its dick as it pistoned in and out of her abused pussy. The closer to climax it grew the rougher it fucked I-19, the tip of his pointy cock hammering her cervix so hard it felt like it would penetrate right through it.

''Mn... Mm...'' I-19's flailing legs slowed as she surrendered, whimpering through pursed lips as she took the fucking, simply hoping for it to be over soon.

Her submission only made the Seahorse pound her harder, its webbed hands crawling all over her lower half as it touched her. Water sloshed around them as it jerked its legless lower body back and forth, hammering its thickening dick inside her with rhythmic plunges – the underside of its shaft pulsating as its climax began to build. The pressure in its shaft made the Seahorse instinctively violate her harsher, repeatedly slamming against her cervix and gradually loosening it, readying it for the eggs to come.

Soon the hammering pace brought the Seahorse to its limit – and with a sharp grunt it slammed all the way inside I-19 and came; pumping thick ropes of cum into her defiled pussy alongside numerous small eggs.

The Submarine intimately felt both fill her, gasping and spasming against the ground as its warmth filled her womanhood; her eyes dilating as she felt the tiny eggs be pushed into her womb. The Seahorse bucked its hips a few more times, each thrust punctuated by a rope of cum and eggs, until finally it came to a stop. After a long moment it reared itself back and pulled out of I-19's aching pussy, allowing the cum inside her to slowly escape her quivering folds, the eggs it carried already deposited inside her body.

''A-Ah...'' I-19 shuddered weakly, wriggling. ''No more... please...''

No answer came obviously, and to her relief she heard more than saw the Seahorse swim away, leaving her alone. When she wriggled again she felt herself move forwards a bit, igniting a hope inside I-19 and tempting her to jostle herself more; grunting and whimpering as she pushed herself further through the hole – the Seahorse's relentless fucking having inadvertently pushed her body inside the cave, even if she had been in too much pain to initially realise.

Finally I-19 managed to claw her way inside, her chest making it through the gap and allowing her to swim freely into the dome-shaped cave – a pocket of air waiting for her at the top, allowing her to gasp in mercifully sweet air.

''Ah...! Haah... hah...'' The Submarine twitched at the aching pain between her legs. ''Uu... t-that hurt...''

A hell of an understatement, but at least she was alive – though the thought did little to ease I-19's sniffles, one hand dropping beneath the water and tentatively prodding her folds, wincing at the ache.

''I think... I'll stay here for a bit...'' I-19 mumbled to herself, looking around. ''Maybe the others... will find me.''

Now all she had to hope for, was that if something lived in this cave, it didn't come back while she was still there.

So busy was I-19 with recovering from her recent defilement, she failed to notice the skeletons of Javelin and Juno resting in one corner of the cave, their fates long sealed.

X-x-X

''Mn... I-19... I-58? You two out there...?''

I-26's dazed murmur received only crackling static in response, earning an uneasy groan from the tanned girl. The Submarine pushed herself off the rock formation she had been knocked into, swallowing as she scanned the darkness for any sign of the creature that struck her. For good or ill the creature was nowhere to be seen, leading her to believe it might've lost interest; if there was any time to attack her it was when she was dazed and alone, after all.

Taking confidence in that I-26 slowly began to swim through the rock formations, mindfully watching for any sign of a monster lurking on the seabed. Mercifully she only ever saw ragged bits of rock or coral, no monsters or even fish to be seen. However she didn't dare ascend back into the open water, lest the unseen predator see her and come rushing back for a second attack. A twinge of pain in her ribs reminded her of the consequences of that, the ache spreading to her right hip too. Small mercies nothing was broken.

The absence of her rigging didn't make that mercy feel much better; lost in the chaos, and too far away for her to summon back.

''C'mon...'' I-26 laid a hand on a curved rock, swimming around it. ''Someone answer...''

Nothing came through on her local radio, and to I-26's frustration when she swam around the curved rock she found a dead-end; the rock formations curving into a miniscule hole even a fish would struggle to swim through. Left with no other options I-26 swam above the curved, dome-shaped rock, holding onto it as she peered above. The rough stone hurt her smooth hands but she ignored the sting, sweeping her gaze across the area.

Relieved when she saw nothing the tanned girl swam over the rock, legs slowly swishing in the darkness-

-when the curved rock beneath her suddenly split open like a mouth, and a tentacle shot out.

''Mm?!'' Bubbles escaped I-26's lips as she gasped, caramel eyes widening. ''H-Hey!''

She kicked her leg but the rock – the Clam – pulled her down with its tentacle-like mouth, pulling her closer to its mouth. I-26 began to panic, kicking her legs and arms with frantic desperation, but the tentacle was like a tightly-coiled muscle, pulling her down bit by bit. The mutant Clam opened its mouth wider, yanking her flailing leg straight down into its maw. And despite her best efforts without her rigging I-26 was helpless before the monstrous sea creature; a fact she quickly found out as it pulled her down, and snapped its maw around her stomach.

''MMPH!'' I-26's pursed lips did little to stifle her cry of pain; the Clam's rocky mouth clamping tight around her stomach and back, holding her so tightly it felt like it was trying to crush her in half.

Mercifully the creature's crushing maw loosened just a bit, allowing I-26 to think straight; but not loosening her so much she could escape. She kicked her legs, disgust crossing her face as her bare legs and feet touched the wet, fleshy insides of the creature's mouth. Everything above her belly-button was trapped inside and no amount of punching the top of the creature would get her free... nor would it conserve her limited air supply.

Suddenly the wet fleshy stuff touched her foot, and moved up it. I-26 went stiff, eyes rapidly widening as she several tentacle-like appendages slowly licked her legs – sending grossed-out shivers through the Submarine as they licked her toes and feet. She kicked her legs but the fleshy mouth-tentacles were too slippery and squishy for her kicks to have any effect, only heightening her fear as they seamlessly worked their way up her flailing legs.

'W-Wait, they're not...!?' I-26 felt renewed panic bubble in her throat, kicking her legs with extra vigour – muffled yells to stop escaping her lips; sending bubbles floating towards the surface.

The Submarine's realisation was proven true as the wet fleshy tentacles slithered further up her slim thighs, wetting her skin with their sticky coating before finally finding her crotch. A scared shiver ran through I-26 as she felt it, whimpering as she fruitlessly tried crossing her legs; doing little to discourage the probing mouth-tentacles from pushing and prodding at her covered pussy, her swimsuit doing little to muffle the feeling.

One tentacle soon became three; the trio of wet tentacles rubbing at her clothed folds with curious insistence. I-26 couldn't deny the twinge of pleasure that teased her pussy, shuddering as the tentacles stroked her womanhood. She pounded her fists on the top of the Clam but the creature didn't even react to her futile hits, its mouth-tentacles fully focused on touching and rubbing her folds, slowly getting her aroused despite her fear.

''A-Ah...?'' Fear quickly took hold again as one of the tentacles managed to curve under the edge of her swimsuit, pushing the crotch part of her swimsuit to the side – and exposing her virgin pussy lips to the creature.

A gasp ripped itself from I-26's throat as all three tentacles began stroking her bare folds, intimately feeling their sticky lengths stroke and slide over her folds – until one tentacle pressed against her pussy, and entered her. Instantly her back went rigid and she squeaked, eyes nearly bulging as she felt the thick, sticky tentacle pry its way inside her womanhood. Like a worm it wriggled inside her, spreading her inner walls apart and forcing a stilted gasp from the tanned girl.

I-26 closed her mouth before she lost too much air; but it wasn't over. A spike of pain filled her pelvis as a second tentacle pushed against the first and managed to fit inside her pussy, stretching her virgin walls apart even more; the sensation drawing a pained whimper from the bunny-girl. In unison they pushed themselves back and forth, slowly thrusting into her tight hole until they tickled her cervix, their slippery lengths unheeding of how tightly her pussy squeezed them.

'S-Stop...' I-26 buckled as a third tentacle squirmed against her spread pussy lips – before also pushing inside.

Her toes curled from the penetration, her inaudible gasp sending bubbles rushing up to the surface. Her pussy ached from being stretched so much, pain mixing with pleasure as the three slippery tentacles began thrusting into her tightness faster; no longer moving in sync but simply plunging into her in alternative rhythms. Her legs buckled and her lower half spasmed but the tentacles gleefully continued squirming inside pussy, their lengths thrusting in and out of her hole without pause.

'Oh god, oh god...!' I-26 clawed at the rocky surface of the Clam's shell, warmth bubbling in her pelvis as they all pushed and wriggled against her cervix like they were trying to push even deeper.

Fleshy wetness against her left thigh distracted her, the breath in her throat hitching as she felt a fourth tentacle slide up to her butt, sliding past her stuffed pussy. The cold tip of the tentacle came to rest on her asshole and she struggled harder, and another bubble-filled gasp escaped her open mouth as it penetrated her ass. A second tentacle was quick to follow, her eyes bulging as the two tentacles forced their way into her tight ass, easily squirming deeper inside with their slippery girths.

The combined sensation of being penetrated by five tentacles was too much for the petite girl. I-26 gave up kicking her legs and just let them spasm in response to the powerful fucking, her pussy quivering as three tentacles plunged their wet lengths into her and teased her cervix. She couldn't do anything but hold her breath and whimper through pursed lips, enduring the violation as best she could and hope someone found her soon; the quivering pleasure in her pelvis constantly distracting her.

''Ah... a-ahh...'' I-26 couldn't take it; she had barely touched herself before, let alone did any lewd things. Being raped by five tentacles at once was just too much for her to handle.

As if sensing her thoughts the two tentacles fucking her ass suddenly plunged in deeper, extracting a shuddering gasp from I-26; disbelief flooding her expression as she intimately felt the wriggling tentacles squirm deeper into her asshole... and continue squirming deeper. Helpless to fight back the tanned girl could only gasp and endure it, struggling to keep her breathing steady as the two corkscrewing tentacles worked their way into her stomach. They squirmed around in circles, more and more tentacle sliding into her asshole and filling her stomach up; looping around like a coiled snake and making her belly ache not unlike she'd eaten too much.

''N-No... stop that... it hurts...'' I-26 gasped out, bubbles punctuating each word. ''I-I'll die...''

The Clam's tentacles didn't stop. They kept pushing, filling her stomach up until it hurt to breathe and her stomach looked several months pregnant. At the same time the tentacles in her pussy moved faster, thrusting their slick lengths in and out of her quivering pussy, the cold tips of the tentacles pressing against her cervix – until finally one of them wriggled through. The sensation of her cervix dilating forced a whimper from I-26, her toes curling as the second and third tentacle soon followed; all three greedily filling her womb with their wriggling, thrusting lengths.

Prodding at her quivering folds preluded the sixth tentacle that rubbed her pussy – before also pushing inside. This time it hurt, a stifled cry escaping the tanned girl as her pussy was stretched further, struggling to accommodate four separate tentacles; not helped by her bulging stomach. A seventh tentacle pushed and wriggled against the other tentacles, struggling to get inside for a long few moments; until finally it forced its way inside her tender pussy.

''N-No more...'' I-26 pleaded breathlessly. ''It's too much... I'll break...''

The tentacles didn't care; too busy raping her pussy to response, even if they could. A fourth one managed to breach her cervix, leaving the fifth to squirm against her inner walls and stretch them apart, her legs spread within the Clam's mouth in a weak attempt to lessen the strain on her pelvis. The two tentacles pounding her ass and filling her stomach kept moving despite how stuffed her pussy was, leaving nearly two-thirds of her stomach filled with their wet lengths – before making their way up her throat.

Dim panic flooded I-26 and she tightened her throat muscles, but the tentacles merely pushed them apart and slithered up into her mouth. Pleasure teased her pussy and nearly made her moan but she kept her teeth clenched together, knowing on some primal level if she opened her mouth now she wouldn't be able to shut it again. As if as punishment the tentacles in her pussy began fucking her harder, their lengths quivering insider her once-virgin pussy and hammering her womb, sending sharp jolts of painful pleasure racing up her body.

''Mmph... Mn... N-Nn...!'' I-26 fingers curled into fists and her eyes screwed shut, trying desperately to ignore the warmth in her pussy, the quivering heat in her pelvis; her bubbling orgasm.

It was no use. The tentacles pleasurably pounded her pussy, the pain of being stretched rapidly turning into undeniable pleasure. Her lungs began to burn for air and her stomach ached, the onslaught of sensations weakening her resistance and fuelling her building climax – until one of the tentacles hit a sensitive spot inside her, and I-26 finally came.

''A-AHH!'' Her mouth opened as she cried out; allowing the tentacles to shove their way out her mouth and keep her mouth open.

I-26 spasmed on the tentacles violating her, mind blank as she came and squeezed them all tight. As if that was the signal all five tentacles in her pussy unloaded thick ropes of cum and eggs into her, each spurt filling her womb to the brim and rapidly overfilling it, but the tentacles stuffing her pussy prevented it from spilling back out, stretching her womb with the sheer amount of cum and eggs that filled it.

The tanned Submarine didn't notice any of it. Water flooded in through her open mouth and filled her lungs, her vision rapidly growing dark from the lack of oxygen. She couldn't shut her mouth with the tentacles sticking out of her mouth, forcing her to drown a slow death – her consciousness slowly leaving her.

And in her final moments she felt the Clam loosen its maw, and pull her down into its hungry mouth.

X-x-X

I-58 wasn't sure what was more frightening; the oppressive darkness, or the distant, lurking feeling of being watched.

Swallowing her fear the scantily-clad Submarine laid flat on her rigging, keeping her movements slow lest she draw more attention than she already had. She sailed in the direction she had seen I-19 be dragged, reasoning that out of the two I-26 had a better chance of surviving alone. Knowing I-19 as well as she did she was willing to bet the busty cat-girl would end up getting her melon tits stuck in something.

Suddenly the sensation of being watched sharpened, the water behind I-58 bubbling from an unseen movement. I-58 didn't get the chance to react before she caught sight of a Squidman bursting out of the dark ocean behind her, its tentacle-clad face seeming all the more terrifying in the darkness. She kicked her engines into high gear but the humanoid monster was upon her before she could flee, grabbing her arms and ripping them off her rigging.

''Mn?!'' I-58 gasped, her rigging sailing off her legs and straight into the darkness – disappearing from her sight.

Immediately the lithe Submarine struggled, grunting as she yanked her right arm free and elbowed the muscly monster in the chest. She leaned forwards and tried kicking herself free but the monster grabbed her chest with its now-free hand, making her cheeks rapidly darken – doubly so when the monster gripped her tube top, and ripped it off. The fabric tore easily and left her topless, her small perky boobs exposed to all the monsters in the ocean.

The thought fuelled her panic and I-58 struggled harder, quietly grunting as she kicked the monster's legs with her own, trying to free herself. That was until it grabbed her right breast in a rough grip, squeezing her small tit hard enough to force a gasp from her throat; bubbling arising from her parted lips. The brief delay was more than enough for the monster to reach down and grab her bikini bottoms, yanking them down her thighs.

''D-Don't...!'' I-58 elbowed the monster a second time, managing to rip her other arm free and push away from it.

One hand flew down and she yanked her bikini bottoms back up, planting one foot on the monster's chest and kicking away herself further away. She was still close enough to her rigging that she could summon a torpedo to her hand, prompting her to take aim at the barely-visible outline of the Squidman. That was until a pair of hands suddenly grabbed her arms from behind; startling her so bad that she dropped her torpedo, the smooth tube slipping from her loose fingers and rapidly sinking past her before she could arm it.

I-58 looked back, fear flooding her as she found herself gazing up into the soulless eyes of a second Squidman. She began to struggle but the original Squidman swam over to her, grabbing both her arms at the wrist and allowing the second Squidman to grab her wriggling hips; and pull down her bikini bottoms slightly. The creature's hard cock brushed against her butt and I-58 panicked, kicking her legs frantically as she tried to escape the two monsters, knowing what the wanted to do to her.

''L-Let go...!'' She tried to plead with them, even while knowing they wouldn't listen.

Something proven true as the Squidman behind her ripped her bikini bottoms apart, the two halves floating down into the darkness below. Not a moment later she felt the monster's hard, thick cock press against her delicate pussy – before the creature unsympathetically slammed its dick inside her, forcing a shriek from I-58 as she was suddenly defiled. Her open mouth was ruthlessly taken advantage of, the Squidman behind her pushing her back down until she was effectively bending over; and allowing the Squidman in front of her to slam straight into her mouth.

I-58 gagged, instinctively biting down but failing to break the skin of the Squidman's hard dick. With the creature still gripping her wrists she couldn't fight back nor summon another torpedo; her focus shattered each time the Squidman slammed its girthy cock into her tight pussy, stuffing half of its length inside her tightness with each thrust and rapidly plunging deeper, forcing her insides to adapt lest it rip her in half with its cock.

''M-Mmph!'' I-58 gagged around the cock in her mouth; eyes bulging as the Squidman bucked its hips hard, shoving it down her throat.

On instinct I-58 pursed her lips around the Squidman's cock, trying to limit how much water seeped into her mouth. Because of that she felt each and every vein bulging along the monster's shaft as it speared into her throat, her tongue pressed flat against the bottom of her mouth due to its sheer size and forcing her jaw wide. However the discomfort in her jaw was nothing compared to the stabbing pain in her formerly-virgin pussy; stifled cries escaping her as the monster roughly pounded her pussy from behind, filling her tight hole with its girthy cock.

Even though the water slowed their thrusts somewhat that didn't change how big they were; her toes curling as her pussy was stretched more and more until the Squidman bottomed out inside her womanhood, hitting her cervix. She clenched tight around its shaft in a weak attempt to push it out to no avail, her pelvis aching from the rough violation. Any struggles she made only ended up making the Squidman hold her hips tighter, her nude body stuck in a bent-over position between the two humanoid monsters.

''Mn... Mmf!'' I-58 shook her head as best she could, prompting the Squidman in front of her to pull both her wrists together and hold them with one hand – allowing it to grab her hair with its other clawed hand, and shove her head down its cock.

I-58 gagged, eyes bulging as her nose squished against its toned pelvis, her throat thoroughly filled with its cock. Behind her the Squidman's grip shifted from her hips to her thighs, pushing them forwards as it pounded her – nearly folding her in half as it bucked its hips up against her perky ass. The only mercy of her situation was that nobody was around to see her humiliating defilement, her mind slowly losing focus as she was fucked from two ends.

Slowly the pain in her pussy began to fade, replaced by tentative, stinging pleasure as she got used to its girth. I-58 gasped and wriggled, eyes wide as she began to feel their cocks throb in her mouth and pussy, the implication not lost on her. She had heard about what happened to Albacore and desperately tried to avoid it, struggling with renewed effort as she tried to get the Squidman out of her before it impregnated her; but the Squidman only fucked her harder, slamming its girth into her tightening pussy without pause even as she cried out for it to stop.

''Nn... N-Nn...'' I-58 screwed her eyes shut as she felt their thrusts quicken, mutually violating her mouth and pussy harder – until they reached their limit.

Thick spurts of cum filled her mouth and went right down her throat, startling I-58 and forcing her to swallow it. At the same time the Squidman behind her slammed into her tight pussy and blew its load, filling her womanhood with its seed and undoubtedly impregnating her, each hot spurt followed by another spurt until it overflowed from her pussy.

I-58 shuddered as both Squidmen pulled out of her, releasing her in unison. For a moment the naked Submarine could only float in a daze, a mix of buzzing pleasure and aching pain teasing her pussy. That was until a pair of arms wrapped around her stomach and pulled her down into the abyss below, stirring her from her daze; panic filling her as she realised the original Squidman was getting ready to fuck her – a fact confirmed as she felt its dick rub against her butt.

''S-St-'' I-58 tried to speak but her words came out in a wheeze, panic growing in her tightening chest as she realised her lack of air.

Immediately she tried kicking away for the surface, but the Squidman held onto her stomach tight – and plunged up into her pussy. I-58 cried out from the sudden penetration, the muted smacking of skin echoing in her ears as the monster began to pound up into her pussy, their position not unlike she was riding it reverse-cowgirl. Pleasure quivered up her instincts, contrasting the panic tightening in her chest as she struggled for air-

-and as the Squidman bottomed out inside her, I-58 climaxed with an open-mouthed cry.

Even as she orgasmed, as she spasmed on the Squidman's lap and her lungs filled with water, the creature kept violating her pussy.

And when I-58 went limp, the Squidman carelessly kept violating her womanhood – eager to lay its seed inside her womb, confident they would survive even after she drowned.

[END]

A/N: Next: Ayanami and Hibiki.