A/N: Shorter chapter this time~

Do enjoy nonetheless, though~

The Haar

Chapter 15: Aoba and Giuseppe Garibaldi

The tidal wave that swept through the swamp took everyone off-guard.

Not least Giuseppe Garibaldi, who found herself close to the beast when the wave hit. It sent her tumbling for more than a minute, time losing meaning as she was thrown head over heels, pushed below water and surged back up – until eventually, after a nauseating and disgusting tumble, finally hit a tree back-first; killing her momentum just as quickly as the air in her lungs.

Gasping and coughing the Sardinian cruiser laid there for a good few moments, just getting the water out of her lungs and the air in, wiping at her eyes to get rid of the droplets lingering there. A few good blinks later and she could see again, looking at the small bog island she'd washed up on, the tree behind her saving her from being washed further into the swamp. The surging tide had mostly run dry, the water level falling until it was mostly back to normal, whatever excess presumably draining elsewhere.

The topography of the swamp though had changed radically. Trees had been knocked down in many places, providing blissful breaks in the canopy that let the gloomy sun peer down, but the light also made it harder to see further, the contrast too sharp. Additionally many bog islands were either now absent or smaller than before, torn apart by the powerful tide and leaving much less land for her or her allies to transit over.

''Nn...'' Grunting Giuseppe pushed herself up – wobbling briefly before finding her footing. ''Ugh, thank goodness my clothes are waterproof...''

A foresight not everyone possessed, she'd noticed thus far on her trip. She pitied those amongst the fleet that'd gotten washed away – their clothes soaked and probably ruined by the mucky bog water.

Sighing at the thought Giuseppe looked around, half-hoping to find someone else – and to her surprise she did. On an island a couple dozen feet away was Aoba, the Sakura Empire cruiser laid on her front and groaning as she caressed her head, probably having bumped it in the flood. Noticing that Giuseppe looked around for the quickest way over, grimacing at the lacking options. Most islands were too tiny, but there was a fallen tree currently caught between her island and the next, small one over.

'Please don't dislodge, please don't dislodge...' Giuseppe chanted in her mind as she climbed atop the roots, arms out to each side as she balanced herself.

The wood creaked under her feet, making her cringe, and with every step the fallen tree felt like it might snap. Mercifully the upper branches and leaves had mostly been swept away so there was nothing to stop her, but as she neared the end she felt the log start to shift – and then just as she leapt off of it it sunk a little further downriver. It did not, however, snap under her weight.

Sighing with relief Giuseppe refocused on Aoba, hopping over the next few small islands until she finally joined her dizzy comrade. Crouching by her side she checked her over, relieved when she found no wounds beyond a couple cuts and scrapes. Aoba herself was thankfully still cognizant, lifting her head to look at her and managing a wordless smile, though pain made it tight.

''You good?'' Giuseppe remarked lightly, looking around. ''Drat, don't see anyone else near us...''

''Mm. Head just hurts is all.'' Aoba shifted onto her ass, sighing as she rubbed the side of her head. ''Lost my camera too...''

''That the same camera that woke that big thing up?''

Aoba flushed. ''H-How the heck was I supposed to know it was a creature?! I thought it was just a big hill!''

''Relax.'' Giuseppe smiled wryly. ''I ain't blaming ya, accidents happen. Let's just focus on regrouping with the others, yeah?''

Aoba nodded and with some effort stumbled to her feet, leaning on Giuseppe for a second until she found her footing. Smiling reassuringly at her comrade Giuseppe hopped over the small islands and led her back over to the fallen tree, pushing it a little to test it and when it held firm she climbed aboard – arms out as she carefully strutted across it, one foot before the other. Once more the wood creaked from her weight, but the tree held firm and the ground it was dug into didn't shift further, allowing her to simply hop over onto the island beyond.

''Come on!'' Giuseppe called out. ''It should be stable! For now, anyway!''

Aoba tried to laugh but it came out more sheepish than she probably intended, her fingers shifting across the wood for a second before she found the confidence to haul herself up. The tree was slimy from the water it'd tumbled through but Aoba held her own fairly well, one step before the other and crossing the log without incident. As she reached the midsection though her balance started to falter, her arms waving a little as she tried to regain it-

-and then she flipped and fell. She was under in less than a second.

''Aoba!'' Giuseppe shouted, rushing over to the island's edge.

The flow of the water was slow but there was still a current, and with how thick the liquid looked swimming wasn't as easy as the open sea. Aoba managed to get her head above water with a gasp and flailed for a second before going back under, one hand coming up, going under, then her head popped up again.

Unnoticed by either party, within the brownish waters of the swamp, a tiny, worm-like creature swam avidly towards the kicking legs beneath the surface. With vigourous flicks of its tail the worm, no longer than an index finger and about as thick as one, swam up between Aoba's kicking legs and pushed itself against her inner-thigh – allowing it to slip into her underwear the moment it shifted away from her skin, allowing it to wriggle its way into her pussy.

On the surface Giuseppe waited, her hand out – and then the second an arm popped up she snatched and pulled. Her sore back ached in protest but she ignored it, protective instincts in full play as she pulled against the current. A second hand came out of the swamp water and clutched onto the wet, squishy ground of her island, and with a gasp Aoba finally broke the surface once more, inhaling in a much-needed lungful of air. The Sardinian didn't dare let go yet though and kept pulling until Aoba was safely on land, only then letting go and flopping back with a groan.

''That was... too close...'' Giuseppe breathed out.

''Yeah...'' Aoba breathed out, sitting up. ''Thanks for tha- ah~!''

Abruptly Aoba cried out, clutching between her legs and jerking forwards, her cry withering into a startled sort of moan – eliciting an equally-startled look from Giuseppe. ''The hell?! Are you alright?!''

''M-Mm? Yeah, I just f-feel fun- nee~!'' Another squeal lurched from Aoba's throat, her lips pursing. ''A-Ahh, wait, s-something... ahh...''

Deep inside of Aoba the worm – or more accurately, the Womb Worm – squirmed its way past her cervix and into her womb. Countless tiny fibres all across its body stimulated her insides, sending electric jolts of bliss through her nerves, far more intense than any sex toy or organ. The intensity of it forced stilted gasps and shuddering moans past Aoba's lips unbidden, both of her hands cupping her crotch and pushing her underwear flush against her sex, not that it stopped the worm from squirming about in her birth canal.

The way her insides tensed and tightened around the hairy worm only made it feel better; the hairs brushing all over her insides and making Aoba see stars – hearing absent as her mind was overtaken by pure, unfathomable bliss, her insides drawing taut and her lungs collapsing as she exhaled harshly, only to expand as she sucked in another desperate breath. She tried to stand but immediately regretted it, the tensing of muscles causing the worm to squirm about, instantly sending her back to her knees with a sharp moan.

Giuseppe look about hurriedly. ''S-Ssh! You'll attract attention – what the hell is wrong with you?!''

Aoba, however, barely heard her – cat ears flat against the top of her head and a low whine escaping her as her pussy ached so good. Rationality evaded her as pleasure overtook every facet of her mind, the slightest twitch sending explosive bliss through her groin, soon making her shuffle over and start humping Giuseppe's leg.

''What the-'' Giuseppe wrenched her leg free and backed up, visibly perturbed,. ''Aoba, what's wrong?!''

Nothing. Nothing was wrong, as far as Aoba could see; practically melting into putty as the Womb Worm squirmed about her insides, setting her nerves alight. Unable to handle it anymore she unashamedly shoved her hand into her underwear, squealing as she rubbed her sex and discovering that she was already drooling down there, encouraging her to hurriedly stuff three fingers inside of herself and hurriedly finger herself, mewling happily as she did so.

Giuseppe could only look on in bewilderment bordering on fear; glancing around as if expecting to find an aphrodisiac-producing plant, but aside from the tree behind her she saw nothing. She failed to look up.

''Seriously, snap out of it! We've got to- mmph?!''

The cruiser's call was cut short as a Slime fell on her from above. Forest green in colour and translucent the gelatinous creature engulfed Giuseppe down to her shins, muffling her startled cry. She tried to flail but the Slime expanded down to engulf her feet too, lifting them up as if she was in zero gravity and quickly leaving her fully contained by the gelatinous monster. Not that it stopped Giuseppe from resisting; eyes wide as she kicked and screamed, but her motions were slowed by the thickness of the Slime's makeup.

Then within seconds her clothes began to hiss – the edges seeming to burn before they disintegrated into fine black ash that the Slime secreted out of its body and onto the boggy island underneath. Giuseppe panicked, trying to pat out the unseen flames, but the acid-like solution of the Slime did her no harm. On the contrary the only thing that burned away was her clothes; her jacket gone within seconds and her skin-tight outfit soon following. In under half a minute, she was completely nude.

''A-Aoba!'' Giuseppe shouted out from within the Slime's grasp, her voice seemingly distant. ''Help me out here before this thing eats me!''

Aoba, however, could do nothing even if she wanted to. Knelt with one hand furiously fingering herself and her other hand fondling her breast through her top the Sakura cruiser moaned senselessly, eyes open but fogged over as she surrendered completely to the parasitic worm in her womb, giving her pleasure she'd never imagined until now – its mere presence stronger than any drug and far more addictive.

Seeing this Giuseppe tried to summon her rigging, only to be dismayed when it refused to – the presence of the Slime taking up the ambient space her rigging would've used to manifest. Any plans of escape, however, were put on hold as she felt the Slime around her shift as if tensing, the slimy substance embracing her seeming to quiver a little. Then just as quickly as it started it stopped... and then part of the Slime pushed inside of her pussy.

''Ah-!'' Alarmed Giuseppe cried out – and then more Slime pushed down into her open mouth. ''G-Guhk!''

She gagged yet the Slime didn't retract. Like a malleable tentacle it filled her mouth and pushed down to the back of her throat, making her gag terribly, but it went deeper. Down her throat it went and expand it did; forcing her throat open wide as more and more of the Slime slid down into her stomach. Despite the overwhelming amount of Slime forcing its way down her stomach she could still breathe just fine, as if the Slime itself carried oxygen into her lungs.

Tingling, unwanted pleasure in her groin though made Giuseppe moan against her will. Her bare pussy lips were caressed and rubbed by the Slime, the motion barely seen but the sensation acutely felt – and another moan forced its way out of the Sardinian cruiser as the Slime pushed itself deeper into her pussy. It didn't just penetrate her but utterly filled her pussy; stretching her insides apart as much as physically possible as it squirmed in deeper and deeper, invading every crevice of her insides until soon it reached her cervix.

And a cry escaped Giuseppe as it penetrated that final barrier with ease, gelatinous slime squirming its way into her very womb, pushing and probing about with no intent to stop. It filled her up in moments and just when she feared it might fuck her even deeper it seemed to pull back... only to recoil back inside, slamming up against her innermost parts. Reflexively Giuseppe cried out, thrashing in her bindings as the Slime plunged into her sex, her legs pulled apart and allowing a second surge of Slime to thrust up into her asshole too, stretching that hole out too as it pumped into her rear.

''Mmph! Mnph!'' Giuseppe's cries were muted by the Slime in her throat but let her voice out anyway, hoping someone would be able to hear her.

Nobody did. Giuseppe's struggles weakened at that, despair setting in – until pleasure overtook it, the tingling, pleasant heat in her pussy intense and leaving her nerves electric. The slime around her arms and legs became stiffer, relinquishing her of her movement, leaving her barely able to even twitch as the Slime mated with her. Yet even though it was violating her mouth, pussy and ass there was no semen to come, no splurge of eggs to fill her holes and make her carry its seed.

In lieu of such attachments, the Slime simply continued to violate her. Over and over it pushed between her moist petals and stretched her womb out, it forced its way deep into her ass and down her throat – even her breasts weren't spared as the Slime pressed and compacted around them, seeming to grope them in some alien manner and making Giuseppe writhe and moan against her will, her head becoming light.

Until eventually she orgasmed. Shamefully, unwillingly, the stimulation made her gush around the Slime overstuffing her pussy – but the Slime didn't stop. Even as she convulsed within the creature the Slime continued mating with her non-stop, neither pausing nor slowing. The viscous fluid even seemed to heat up from the constant motion, warm against her skin and absorbing any sweat or tears she secreted, as if preserving her in perfect, pleasure-filled stasis.

She orgasmed again. Thinking became hard.

A third orgasm hit. She lost her sense of time.

By the time Giuseppe had her sixth orgasm she was completely lost to the world – mind vacant as she was forced to orgasm again and again, lost fluids subtly replenished by the Slime and her sore muscles massaged by it, enabling her to constantly orgasm over and over again, not even a second of reprieve given.

Aoba, too, was given no reprieve – left laid on her side and drooling senselessly, orgasming just as often as Giuseppe if not more, the worm in her womb vigorously making her cum time and time again, as if its sole existence was to cause her pleasure. A duty it undertook energetically.

All around the swamp too, the scattered remnants of the fleet continued to fight off the monsters and try to regroup, some more desperately than others.

Hoping to find one another before the monsters dragged them down.

[END]

A/N: Tried to lengthen it out as much as one could, though the nature of the monsters in this one limits that somewhat. Hope it was still entertaining all the same~

See you next time in Chapter 16, featuring Wakatsuki, Gromky and Grozny~