Penetrations, Pt. 1 of 5. Wendy Sturmer regained consciousness in a confined frightening environment under circumstances alien to her. She blinked her eyes and saw a dim yellow light about, but all was deathly quiet beyond, like the void of space. Her lovely body even had a feeling of floating, especially the top half, and she soon discovered the reason why. "Where . . . am I?" she thought. "Scott has to find me, help me get . . . out of here." The front of her throat hurt some, and she noticed a fat balloon-like structure resembling a tire inner tube around her neck contract and expand in accordance to her breathing. She turned her head a little with difficulty and became more afraid when the thing could not be removed, and it seemed to resist her exhalations and force her inspirations. The reason was obvious. She was immersed in a clear syrupy fluid that was thickening, and a thin slippery second skin
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