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Finding the office should have been easy enough. Third door on the right, clearly marked, at least that's what the producers agent had said. But there were no doors on the right, only the left, and there were only two. Perhaps she'd been confused.
After all, she had suffered a brief dizzy spell half way down the hall. It was the weather. It was crazy outside. And she was crazy to be here at this time of night but the role sounded good and she wanted to get to the producer as soon as possible.
Jennifer Connelly hadn't planned on getting lost in a simple corridor.
She chose to open the second door. Behind it was another corridor. She peered through but couldn't see any details.
Maybe the other door would prove correct. Only the other door wasn't there any more. Jennifer shook her head, wondering if she was suffering from something. There was nothing to be done but head down the new corridor. Upon reaching the end she found another two doors, one on the left, one on the right. She turned to the door on the left, pulling the handle.
Locked.
She huffed in frustration, turning to the right.
No door.
The right.
No door.
Jennifer turned back the way she had came, finding only a large steel door, certainly out of place. She knew it hadn't been there before. This had to be a dream. It would explain the twisted logic. But it seemed real. She pushed open the door.
The floor opened beneath her. Jennifer plummeted into the darkness, crying out as she felt the air rushing past her in the darkness. Suddenly she came to a halt. The hole was dark and Jennifer had no idea what was going on here. The green mossy walls seemed to move as she watched them.
"Ow! Hey!" She looked down at her wrist to see a green hand reaching from the wall, holding her tight. "Let me go!"
We can't
. came a chorus of voices from around her. We're holding hands."Hey!" Jennifer yelled as she felt more hands gripping her arms and legs, holding her in place. "Look, I just want to get out of here."
We don't want you to go.
"Why? What do you want?"
You feel nice.
Jennifer squirmed as she felt the hands clinging to her.
You shouldn't move.
She shivered as she felt hands running over her legs. "Just let me go."
Soft. Very soft.
Jennifer felt a hand as it reached out and cupped her breast through her blouse. She pulled away but the hands held her in place. More hands reached for her, stroking her skin, rubbing her shoulders. The hands kept her spread-eagled, unable to move away. Hands ran through her hair, over her thighs, round her neck. They were caressing her but she was helpless to resist them. Two pairs of hands kneaded her large breasts, rubbing them through the fabric, fingers stroking and pressing. It was a pleasant touch but given the source Jennifer couldn't help but protest. As yet the hands at her hips hadn't explored any further.
She felt hands working the buttons of her blouse, working their way down from neck to stomach until her shirt hung open. The hands worked, sliding it from her body. When it reached her wrists a second pair of hands made sure she remained immobile as the top slid off, lost in the sea of green. The hands teased the fabric of her bra briefly before unclasping it and pulling it from her, letting her ample bosom spill free into the grasp of the awaiting hands. The two pairs of hands resumed their work, kneading and rubbing her breasts, tweaking and strumming her nipples until they were fully erect.
The hands massaging her butt continued their work, thumbing at the waist of her pants. Jennifer felt hands pulling at her trousers, working the fly and buttons until they were undone, slowly sliding them down her legs until they to were dropped away into the mass. Fingers pressed against the fabric of her panties, flicking the elastic and rubbing at the tender spots beneath. Slowly they began to explore underneath until they were pulled down and tossed away, leaving her naked and helpless in the hands of the hands.
In wasn't long before they began to probe the newly exposed areas, dozens of creeping fingers stroking and touching her. Like the hands that still continued to massage her breasts, refusing the leave them for even a second, the touch between her legs felt remarkably pleasant though totally undesirable.
"Stop it!" she screamed in a final effort. "Stop it right now! Either you let me go or I mmppphhhhh!"
She struggled but the hand clasped over her mouth refused to let go, reducing her to mumbled groans. The hands moved her body, spreading her legs as wide as they could go, running over the skin of her thighs and up to the dark hair above.
For the first time she realized that the hands felt sticky on her skin, damp and warm. Or perhaps that was just sweat from her own body, heating up from the confined space and the constant tender touching. The first fingers reached her vulva, softly sliding her lips apart and allowing another finger to enter. It probed the damp interior, eventually striking the one goal it sought, her clitoris.
"MPPPHH!" Jennifer protested as she felt the first tingle of contact run through her body.
It was no use. The fingers continued to mass. More appeared to open her as wide as possible, other filling the space, stroking and driving in and out. Jennifer squirmed as the impossible sensation overwhelmed her. It was like nothing she had ever known, so many fingers all touching her at once.
Beneath a tight green top her breasts undulated, caressed and manipulated by the hands, squeezing and touching her. Fingers stroked every inch of her skin, tickling her arms, kneading her thighs and massaging her back. But the most tender region of her body was the wet mop between her legs. Here the hands worked in perfect unison, touching teasing and tickling inside and out, every finger working a different area of her tender crotch. Fingers kept her vulva spread, stroking back and forth along the wet lips. Others went deeper, running along the wet walls within. Two focused on her clitoris, stroking at it, pressing and probing her relentlessly.
"Mmggmmgh." She tried to cry out but the hand covering her mouth stayed firm. Fingers stroked her bare cheeks, ran through her hair and rubbed her neck. The touch of a hundred lovers was something she simply couldn't deny.
Faster and firmer the hands groped and stroked her, speeding up in time with her heightened pulse and breathing. The hands knew what they were doing and there was nothing Jennifer could do to stop them from their work, tensing her tighter and tighter until she was ready to burst. Ever stroking, ever teasing fingers rubbed her head to toe.
"MPPHmPHHMmmMPPHHHHMM!" Jennifer moaned as she shuddered, an mind blowing orgasm ripping through her body. She shook but the hands held her fast, not ready to relinquish her. Even as she came the hands kept working her, kneading her breasts, rubbing her arms and legs. There was no escaping them or the rush she felt as the energy surged through her nerves. When it had died down she hung there, supported by the hands around her, gently massaging her. The hand covering her mouth finally released her and a deep exhalation escaped her lips.
"Please.." she gasped. "Let me go."
You asked for it.
The hands let go and Jennifer suddenly began to plummet downwards, unable to slow her descent. She felt herself hurtling through the abyss and then blackness.
When Jennifer came too, things had not returned to normal. She was lying on the dusty ground of a small chamber carved from stone. She was still naked, her sweat having dried on her skin. Realizing there was nothing she could do about her nakedness she rose to her feet peering about the chamber.
There seemed to be only one exit and despite a growing fear of what lay beyond, she pressed forward. At first the tunnel was dark but the further she went, the brighter it became. For the first time Jennifer noticed that the walls were covered in cobwebs, or something that felt like them. She brushed her had against them, feeling the flexible substance. It wasn't cobwebs, but it was like nothing else she knew. More like plastic or rubber. However unpleasant it might be, she knew it was the only way to go.
She pushed forward as the slime became thicker and thicker. Eventually she felt as if she was pressing against walls. She pushed with all her force only to find herself falling forwards, tumbling into the white light. Jennifer crashed to the ground, conscious that it was made of the same substance as the walls. She tried to crawl forward only to find herself up against another wall. The surface felt smooth, round and flexible. Trying to rise to her feet, Jennifer only managed to fall back.
Then she realized what had happened. The slimy film which had covered the walls now formed a bubble around her.
The smooth walls of the bubble refused to give way as she pressed her hands against them. It was impossible to stand, leaving her on her back, staring up at the roof. At least it seemed to be the roof, the entire room was white, impossible to tell up or down had not gravity been working on her. Jennifer tried to get to her feet again, failing once more and tumbling forward.
The bubble seemed to go soft, not allowing the fall to hurt her. She lay on her chest, pondering her next move. But as she did the bubble moved first. In a second the bubble expanded to accommodate her breasts as they pushed down. Before she could move again the substance contracted once more, clinging tightly to her chest and holding her to the ground. She felt the bubble sliding around her, slipping about her, clinging tightly to her body. She struggled frantically but there was no where to go and nothing she could do to stop the crystal film from engulfing her head to toe. The only space allowed was above her neck, a smaller bubble surrounding her head.
Jennifer waited, helpless to move, helpless to do anything but listen to the sound of her own breath. The tight confines of the sheath seemed to supply her with air, but still clung tight, heating her body. Before long she could feel a layer of sweat between her body and the film.
"Jennifer"
She opened her eyes, peering into the whiteout but there was nothing to be seen.
"Relax Jennifer"
"Who's there?" she whispered, her throat unable to produce volume.
"I am the man of your dreams. I am the one who can give you everything you have ever desired."
"I don't want-"
"Oh but you do. You want to feel good."
"No. I doohooooo.."
Jennifer gasped as the film coating her body began to undulate, massaging her body in waves of motion. The effect was so sudden and so pleasurable that Jennifer was unable to protest only capable of puffing as wave after wave of delight rippled up her body. The sweat, the heat and the vibrations touched her every inch of flesh. Through the bubble around her head the saw a second film appear below, silvery reflection gradually forming until her entire body was reflected before her. She watched her breasts undulate beneath the invisible film, rolling from side to side, nipples straining against the substance.
"Doesn't that feel good Jennifer?"
Jennifer gasped her reply "I.. don't waaaahhaaaaa.."
The wave speed increased, flowing across her body faster and faster. She found herself unable to look away from the sight of her body being manipulated by the invisible sheath around her. She could feel it tugging and massaging at her sweat drenched skin. It squeezed and squashed her large breasts about, kneading them relentlessly.
"I can give you all you desire Jennifer."
"You.. can't... No!"
Jennifer felt the film clinging tighter and tighter to her hips, rubbing her, using her sweat as lubrication. As it pulled tighter Jennifer could feel the film stretching apart her legs, slowly slipping into the widening passage between. She felt it slide over her vulva and pull tighter and tighter until it entered her body, clinging to her inner walls. Just like the film over the rest of her body, the internal sheath now began to massage. She gasped in shocked delight as her mind was flooded with sensations she had never experienced, vibrations deep within her, totally inescapable. She tried to close her eyes but as she did the bubble around her head tightened holding her eyes open, forcing her to look at the reflection of her helpless assailed body. She felt the film coating her clitoris, instantly beginning to stimulate her with a relentless pulse.
"All you have to do is ask for it Jennifer."
"I.. won't...."
"But you want it so much."
"No.. oooohhh."
Faster and faster it rippled over her, never letting her skin recover before yet another pulse surged through her. She felt her mind reeling under the sensual assault, her logic being shaken and kneaded away into nothingness.
The pleasure was irresistible and she realized that sooner or later she would give in to what she was feeling.
She stared at her own trapped body, a helpless doll in the hands of a relentless master. She saw the shine of her skin, the flush of her breasts as they rose and fell under the waves of motions.
"Enjoy it Jennifer. I can give you all you ever desired."
"No.. oohh god!.."
"Just say Jennifer. Just say yes.."
"I.. I..." she panted as she felt herself come nearer and nearer to climax, knowing that she could not help cry out. "You.. you.."
Then she realized. "You have no power over me."
Suddenly the crystal film shattered, shard and reflection spinning through the air, endlessly shining reflections on her nude body as it floated through the white space. She could move, but there was no where to go and nothing she could do to stop the spinning reality around her. Yet somehow she knew that she was safe. She had found her way through the illusions.
Ground.
Jennifer crumpled, strength all but gone from her exhausted body. Beneath her fingers she felt the fabric of a soft carpet.
A hallway. She was back were she had left, but her nakedness was proof enough that her ordeal had been no flight of fantasy. Too weak to move she simply lay there, bewildered and tried to assimilate what had happened and what was happening. The storm. The storm was the cause of the madness. Jennifer had experienced a taste of fluid reality.
And she shook in fear that it might not be her last.
THE END??
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