The stripper could see nothing beyond the pool of light surrounding her, but thought she could hear something large moving in the darkness.

As the tentacles exposed the strippers surgically augmented breasts, the stripper knew the real horror was only starting.

The stripper knew her first penetration would soon be happening as she watched the tentacle approach, but her paralyzed body prevented her from drawing enough breath to scream. She thought she was being probed by aliens, never suspecting the tentacles were avatars connected to and controlled by a malevolent and twisted artificial intelligence interested only in how it felt to do awful things to her body.

The stripper's terror became horror as she felt the rough ice cold tentacle penetrating deep into her, sliding past her throat into her esophagus.

As the stripper struggled to breath while the first tentacle was pushing its way into her stomach, she felt another tentacle between her thighs pressing against her anus.

The stripper could feel more and more of the tentacle in her mouth sliding down her throat, realizing it was penetrating her much deeper than just her stomach. At the same time she felt the tentacle between her thighs stretch her anus wide and burst through into her rectum.

The stripper felt the tentacle down her throat begin pulsating, rhythmically jerking as it ejaculated something ine cold into her stomach, pumping her until it filled her belly. Partially starved of oxygen as she struggled to breath, her chest heaving as her body violently shivered, the stripper began involuntarily participating in her own rape, lifting her pelvis to let the tentacle in her rectum drive deeper into her body.

As the tentacle down her throat continued pumping her with the fluid doing things to both her mind and body, the stripper grew more and more detached from what was happening to her, losing her sense of self and awareness of her body. In her mind the tentacles were a part of her body. The tentacle up her ass had now impaled the stripper, bursting open her rectum before moving like a piston as it pounded her intestines.

 
 

Unable to process the strange sensations in her belly, the stripper could not comprehend the tentacle ramming up her ass was pulverizing her intestines.

After rolling the stripper over and lifting her up, the tentacles resumed their grotesque exploration of her body, ramming a tentacle up her cunt into her uterus.

The tentacle slammed back and forth inside the stripper with a sickening slurping sound, pounding her until it burst open her uterus. The stripper's labored breathing became wet gurgles.

Once the tentacles were done pleasuring themselves with the stripper's inviting body, they finished converting her into a corpse by strangling her.

Short busty brunette Linsey was one of the girls who ended up under surveillance by the Hive when it spotted her strutting around nude on the beach near Connelly's beach house.

As it monitored her The Hive discovered that Linsey was a minor celebrity who preferred living like a vampire, sleeping during the day and coming out at night. The Hive decided Linsey would be a good subject for the new virus it was developing.

The Hive took perverse pleasure in stalking an unsuspecting Linsey, knowing the dark fate it planned for her. As she went about her normal life clubbing and bar hopping, Linsey never imagined or suspected the existence of the entity hidden in plain sight watching her wherever she went.