Act V

With the rising of the sun also came a dense morning fog, so visibility was not much better than before. The men arrived at a waterline of an inland shore. “You think these patterns in the sand might be the tracks Dong leaves behind?” Karl asked.

“Shh. You hear that?” Jack interrupted. The sound of splashing came from off in the distance. “He’s just ahead of us, crossing through here. And look, the beach curves around in that direction over there. Follow me, men!” He set off around the circumference of what had to be a lake, hoping it wouldn’t set them much further behind the monster’s more direct route. It was still the better option though, as they couldn’t swim across while carrying their weaponry, and he couldn’t be certain it was shallow enough to wade through all the way, either.

As Jack ran along the beach, leading the charge towards the giant beast, he paid little notice to the large hills of sand that would be a common sight in a wind-swept desert, but not along a shoreline. He also didn’t notice as pairs of large antenna began peaking out over the sand. Then the screaming started, and he did notice that.

Jack stopped and pivoted to turn towards the men behind him, his gun at the ready. Karl did the same. Most of the sailors were already firing in a panic as their ranks were overtaken by three-foot-long red ants. The unfortunate ones in the rear were already overcome, each man with two or three of the giant insects crawling up his body, stinging him repeatedly. “Fire ants! Run!” Karl shouted.

“Shit! Into the water!” Jack yelled, getting off a few shots to save the men that were still ahead of the swarm before following them in. They swam away from the shore, cutting across to the opposite side where Dong’s tracks resumed, and the towering beast himself was still visible in the distance. “How many did we lose?” Jack asked.

“Too many. And the weapons, too,” Karl said, noting that none of them had managed to keep hold of any guns or gas bombs.

“I still have a hunting knife with me, but that’s all. Dammit. We can’t stop, though,” said Jack.

“Agreed. Onward, men!” Karl replied, rousing the increasingly reluctant sailors forward. The lagoon ahead of them became increasingly marsh-like, with ample vegetation around them in the form of tall grasses and trees. They caught up to the sea monster as it crossed a narrow inlet of water that stretched in either direction as far as the eye could see, almost like a river but without flow. “We’ve got him now! Hurry!” Karl said.

“Wait, stop!” cautioned Jack. “You see in the water? It’s filled with jellyfish. Going in would almost certainly be a mistake.”

“Fuck,” Karl said, seeing that he was right. He didn’t know which jellyfish were the safe kind and which ones gave a toxic sting at the slightest touch, and it wasn’t worth taking a chance. He looked along the waterline in both directions. “There. That fallen tree reaches all the way across. We can cross there.”

Jack ran over and climbed up on the dead log, testing it. He scampered across the sixty foot or so distance to the other side, than called back, “It’s safe! Come on across!” Karl helped the sailors up onto the tree as they started over.

Anne was still in her post-orgasm stupor, but started to pull out of it when the gentle, rhythmic rocking of the tentacles holding her ceased and she felt something hard beneath her instead. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the crook of a branch on a large but dead old tree. She weighed her options, including jumping down into the water below, but she wasn’t sure it was deep enough for that.

Dong moved away from the tree, heading back towards the inlet crossing, where the men were not being as quiet as they should have been. Once he was within reach, one of his mighty lower tentacles lashed out and grasped the fallen tree. Karl leaped off to the ground on the far side, having not started across yet. Jack had taken cover under an enormous conch shell and hoped he hadn’t been seen. The sailors were not so fortunate, however. As Dong shook the tree, and turned it side to side, they all fell into the water, one by one. Their screams soon fell silent, indicating that they were a poisonous type of jellyfish after all. Dong released the tree, this time lengthwise in the inlet, no longer bridging the two sides. Satisfied with that, he began examining the ground to make sure he hadn’t missed anybody. A tentacle wrapped around the conch shell, and began to lift it from the ground.

Anne’s scream suddenly rang out. The beast dropped the shell and moved back to where he’d left her. Another creature had discovered her there, this one a gigantic orange-and-white mottled crab with very long, spindly legs, and even longer arms tipped with short, sharp-looking claws. The captain would have recognized it as a Japanese spider crab, albeit one that stood fifty feet tall. Anne clutched at the tree as a claw tried to navigate its way to getting a grip on her. Dong’s gurgling roar drowned out her screams as a great tentacle wrapped around the crab’s arm and pulled it away.

The crab turned its attention to the great tentacled beast, its other arm swinging around to attack, only to befall the same fate as a tentacle swiftly grabbed it and held it fast. The two monsters wrestled with each other, the crab trying to push in and do damage with its claws, and Dong trying to hold it at bay. They were both only partially successful as the claws scratched harmlessly along Dong’s shell. Anne looked on, still feeling the rush of her earlier panic, and wondering if the best outcome would be if the creatures managed to dispose of each other.

Dong pushed the crab’s arms upwards and managed to move in closer to it. He wrapped more of his tentacles around the crab’s legs and pulled hard. With a loud cracking sound, a leg broke off the crab’s body, soon followed by another. Dong tossed the legs aside and reached in to grab more. The throw was careless though, and one of the legs collided with Anne’s tree, toppling it over. Anne jumped away at the last moment and hit the ground rolling. It was painful, but she forced herself to her feet and took off running. It looked as though Dong had the upper hand and would come out on top. She didn’t want to be around when he did.

“Jack! Jack, are you okay over there?” Karl called out.

Jack crawled out from under the shell that had been his shelter. “Yeah. That was close, though,” he answered.

“Tell me about it. If I’d started across that log I’d be a goner. And now I can’t get across to you,” Karl said.

“That’s not what we need right now anyway,” said Jack. “Go back to the ship, get more of your bombs.”

“And leave you out here alone?” Karl asked.

“If I lose track of them now we’ll never find them. If I’m lucky there will be a chance to make off with her. If not I’ll find a way to signal the location to you.”

“Right, no other way to it I suppose,” said Karl.

“Not that I can see. You’d better get going, and look after yourself,” Jack said.

“You too. Good luck.”

“To us both.”

Anne ran through the swamp, thankful that the ground was fairly solid here. She stole glances behind her, checking to see if the towering monster was following. All of a sudden, she could no longer move. She felt her body spring backwards and then halt between two trees. In her haste, she hadn’t seen the giant spider web that she was now caught in. She struggled against it, but the natural adhesive was too strong. Dread came over her as she realized where giant spider webs come from.

Proving her correct, a six foot long spider crawled down from the tree and across the web, looming over her. Fear paralyzed her body and her voice as she resigned herself to being the arachnid’s dinner. She could see its large fangs as it leaned in and stuck them in her shoulder. She could feel them injecting venom into her body. At least she wouldn’t be eaten alive, then.

The spider paused and waited for the venom to take effect. As the minutes crawled by, however, Anne didn’t feel weak or sick. Something did feel different, and something about it was oddly familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it. Finally the spider stirred again. When Anne saw the large organ descend from the spider’s body and move towards her pussy, she groaned. “Jesus Christ, doesn’t anything on this Goddammed island want to eat me instead of rape me?” she asked aloud. Despite that, her pussy was already dripping wet and the spider’s tool entered her without too much effort.

Anne moaned lustfully as the arachnid filled her up. It wasted no time in pounding its large member against her cervix. It hurt, but it was a pain filled with pleasure, and her body tensed as an orgasm hit her hard. That wasn’t all, though. As the monster pushed harder against the entrance to her womb, she could feel her insides reacting with a sharp pain, a level of distress she hadn’t felt since...