As we drove to the restaurant we made small talk. The weather was beautiful. A cool, early fall evening which Candy took advantage of by running the w...ndow down and letting the wind catch her magnificent tresses. Lisa was sitting in the middle and was very animated in the conversation and occasionally would emphasize a comment by laying her hand on my thigh. I thought nothing of it, after all we were friends. Dinner was its’ usual raucous party of 12 or more people. Lisa and Candy were seated. I rolled away. Fucking bitch. She hadn't spent all night being fucked, playing with cock and being spread against the hotel glass, teased til she was a sweaty imprint on the glass then pulled onto the bed and fucked til she screamed.Cornelia rolled over the bed, swinging her long legs to the carpet. With a few steps she found her way to her high heels and slipped them on. The dress was lying, sticky with spent spunk, on the floor. With a grin, she pulled it up then slipped it it on, smoothing. A new, colossal danger awaited them. It was a worm, coiled like a hissing cobra, with a body more than ten feet wide and long as a football field. Its flesh was rough, like living stone, and it was covered in countless small feet. Towering over them in this arena-like chamber, it stared without eyes and roared from a mouth that was simply a pit of teeth.The sight of the monster shocked everyone into a stunned silence, like Oath when standing before that bear, but not even Noah could chastise. Nor the look of panic I made when she walked over to the window. “What a great view you have!” She says as she lifts up the blind. “Hey look…there is my guest room!” I stand there and think, guest room! She did that in her guest room? Oh my! “Hm, I should move that mirror…I had no idea where to put it so I just set it there. Anyway, I am surprised you didn’t have mirrors on your ceiling…you know being a bachelor and all.” “Well, you know, um, as you can see, I don’t and um, well, don’t.