Colleen’s Swamp Adventure

**written by my friend from Imagefap, Reddwarf**

Chapter 1

March 4, 1990: Robert “Bo” Boggs, a pig-eyed chain-smoking fifty something trucker, dumps a yet another container full of waste chemicals being used in the efforts to create a truly successful pheromone-based aphrodisiac. After years of testing, the scientists had failed to locate the elusive X Factor that would make the drug effective. Abandoning this batch of aphrodisiac, they had it dumped into a local swamp, outside the small town of Peach Tree, Louisiana on the southwestern border near Texas. The discreet and illegal dumping earned Bo big bucks. Bo will die of good moonshine and bad decisions five years later, terminating his presence in this story.

June 26, 2014: Colleen McPherson goes for a swim.

“Motherfucking, piece of shit, asshole, prick!” is how Colleen McPherson described her recently exed-boyfriend.

Her profane assessment of his character came about as the result of an unfortunate discovery: the boyfriend, in bed with two other girls, a buxom blond servicing the boyfriend’s cock and a young slim brunette who was eating out the blond. What really pissed her off was: (a) the ex never told her about it, she would have joined in; (b) the brunette was the mayor’s daughter?! “She’s a 14 year old teenager for Chrissakes!” and (c) the stacked blond was Judy Cutler, her mortal enemy from junior high, high school, and beyond, “Him?! With her?!!”

Colleen had come to the boyfriend’s house to surprise him with a quick morning fuck. She opened the bedroom door and there they were; she looked at them, two pairs of shocked expressions and one blond smirk stared back. Colleen slammed the door and stormed. Her newly ex-boyfriend followed, clad in a blanket, clumsily trying to explain about open relationships, moments of weakness, and other bullshit. She punched him in the face and left him laying spread eagle and naked on the front lawn, his boner sticking straight up like a flag pole.

She spent the rest of the morning gunning her Ford F-150 along the back roads near her house. She stopped the truck, got out and paced the dirt road, fuming. “That son of a bitch,” she thought, angrily kicking the rear tire of her truck. Colleen looked around; the place was familiar. It was a beautiful spot on the edge of the local swamp. This very water fed to a stream by her house, providing bath and drinking water at her place for all of the years she had lived there. The swamp itself had a calm blue-green water in a lagoon surrounded by reeds and cattails framing a small grassy clearing with big gnarled Cyprus trees offering cool shade from the heat.

“I used to swim here,” she remembered.

It was a good place to think, very private; no dangerous animals, just a few frogs and critters. Colleen took a look at the calm cool water and thought, “Why not?” She was hot, sweaty, and pissed. It was approaching noon on a hot, humid day, “May as well cool off. There’s no one around.”

Colleen tossed her hat on the seat of the truck and vigorously shook her fingers through her lustrous red hair, fluffing it out and framing her beautiful, oval face. She took off her clothes and put them on the seat of the truck, enjoying the warm sun and gentle breeze on her smooth skin. Her tender feet warmed by the sandy dirt road, then cooled by the soft grass as she strolled unashamed down under the low hanging trees, the sexy woman was exhilarated to be naked and so free out in the open, even if there were no one around this lonely country road to see her. To a casual observer (if any were to be found) she was a redhead through and through, from her neatly trimmed red bush to the dancing crimson hues of her tresses. Her 23 year old body was firm and athletic with cute 34B breasts and long, slim limbs. A smattering of freckles dotted her arms and shoulders. Her eyes were bright green and flashed with her temper. Her sensual face sported a cute upturned nose and a wide, sensuous mouth. Colleen tiptoed between low hanging willow and Cyprus tree branches and padded over the thick patches of grass before moving gingerly to the water’s edge. The slim girl waded up to her waist in the refreshing cool water of the swamp, her toes squishing into the algae and mud as her motions moved lily pads and water reeds in her wake.

Colleen glided about the small pool for the next half hour, letting the soothing waters calm her jangled nerves. Occasionally, a large splash here or there caught her attention, but as the crickets and other wood sounds continued undisturbed, Colleen knew she was safe. As she lazily made her way towards the bank to sun herself in the warm shafts that broke the leafy canopy overhead, she felt something brush against her leg. “Log,” she thought, as she turned on her back, her lower body submerged in the cool water as she soaked in the shallows, relishing the luxury of swimming naked. She lay her head back on the cool muddy bank, thoughts drifting as she planning revenge on Judy, unaware of the eyes watching her body.

The observer wasn’t human; Colleen’s movements had caught the attention of something altogether different. It swam towards the reclining redhead with just one goal.

Colleen’s revenge fantasies were ended abruptly by a splash and a splat. A mysterious something had reared up out of the water and plopped wetly onto her stomach. “What…?!” Colleen gasped as she jerked to sit up, then fell back into the water. Using her arms to push behind her, she sat back up, sputtering, aware of a wet, slimy weight upon her body.

One look widened her eyes in shock, “What the fuck?!!”

A long eel-like creature was laying on her abdomen! “Goddamn! That’s a big lamprey!” she thought.

It was the biggest she’d ever seen. Normally they were only as big around as two fingers, but this one was thicker than her clenched fist and at least three feet long! More horribly, its oval mouth was fastened solidly onto her right boob. Lampreys were parasitic creatures; usually they targeted fish, clamping their sharp teeth onto the skin and sucking out the meat; for some reason this creature was interested in Colleen.

“Ewww! Ick! Get off me!” Colleen cried, tugging frantically at the eel’s body. The lamprey’s skin was wet and slimy; its mouth was stuck to her like glue. It slipped in her frantic grip and she couldn’t get purchase on the greasy things body.

“Damn! It won’t budge,” Colleen thought after a moment’s futile tugging. Oddly, she felt no painful bites from the creature, just the inconvenience of having it attached to her.

“Well,” she thought, “Guess it’s the hospital or vet, see if they can do something. God! This is so embarrassing. It’ll get around and Judy will have something else to laugh about.”

Unfortunately, not only was the lamprey heavier than it looked, but every time she tried to rise out of the water, her hands and feet would slip in the slimy ground near the bank, causing her to fall back. Likewise, each time she would expose the creature to air, it would wriggle violently, pulling painfully at her breast and forcing Colleen to lie back down, submerging her chest under the shallow water. She got the message: the creature didn’t want her to leave. “Fuck,” she thought, “What am I going to do now? I can’t stay like this forever.”

Colleen examined the lamprey. Its mouth covered her entire nipple and a good deal of her breast. “I better figure out something before this thing sucks me dry. Damn! How did it get this big? Her questions were interrupted as she became aware of a tickling around her tit, “What’s this thing doing?”

The lamprey was flicking its darting tongue around her areola, sliding its soft rasp across her nipple. “Is this thing licking me?!”
The lamprey did more than lick, its mouth began to open and close, squeezing and pumping her breast, “My God!! A fucking lamprey’s giving me boob action!” she exclaimed with a nervous laugh, not daring to believe what was happening.

The creature’s teeth were soft and gentle. The play of its tongue was shockingly arousing. Colleen began to moan softly, as her now sensitive breast received attention. The erotic eel wriggled over her flat stomach, it’s tail undulating between her creamy legs. Its body slithered back and forth across her pubic mound and ground against labia, sliding its sliminess across Colleen’s swollen clit, “Oh God, I’m getting so wet! A fucking eel is..uuhhn..gonna make…uhhhhh…make me….ooooo…me cum!!”

Colleen tilted her head back as she began groaning deeply. Involuntarily, she wrapped her thin arms around the wriggling slime as she would an excited puppy and hugged the creature tightly to her heaving body. She squeezed her legs together, trapping its squirming tail at the inflamed junction of her legs and wriggled against the lamprey; her pussy spasmed, pumping her juice into the swamp water while she gasped and squeaked “Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Her pert ass rose and smashed down into the slimy mud below, causing the water to splash loudly and stirring up the detritus in the pool.

As she slowly began to come down from her climax, Colleen failed to notice another wake in the water, rippling towards her reclining body. There was another splash, another sputter from Colleen as she was knocked back. When she recovered and looked, another lamprey had attached itself to her left breast.

“Oh fucking shit, no! Not another one,” she groaned to herself. The creature began to give her supple breast the same attention as the other had. Colleen was now covered by two wriggling slimy bodies, whose tail likewise pushed into her inner thighs, making Colleen unintentionally spread her legs, exposing her shivering cunt to the swamp. The flow of cool water across Colleen’s hot vulva coupled with the gentle yet persistent suckling of the two eels gave her teat another pleasant feeling of growing arousal. After staring down at her two pets for a few moments, she sighed and tilted her head back, resuming her moans and ululations; soon, another satisfying orgasm built to crescendo and with happy grunts of joy, Colleen let a fresh cloud of pussy juice flow into the water. Unbeknown to the redhead, her scent in the water brought more bodies swimming towards the supine woman.

A larger splash of water opened her eyes wide as Colleen turned to find herself facing a huge Swamp Rat! “AAAAGGHH!” the startled girl screamed, scrambling vainly to try to back away from the red-eyed beast. It was huge! Over four feet long and quite thick, it looked like a medium sized gray dog. Unbeknown to Colleen, the chemicals in the swamp had mutated it as it had the other animals there, making it much larger than normal. Colleen turned over in the water, the lampreys attached to her now stinging tits momentarily forgotten as she tried to crawl on her hands and knees in the brackish water away from the squeaking beast approaching from behind her.

The rat, for his part, immediately scented the source that had drawn him here; Colleens leaking, beautiful cunt! Like a flash, the nimble animal heaved onto Colleen’s back, pushing her down into the bank with a “Huff!”, knocking the air from her. As the lampreys were pressed cruelly into her tits, they increased their biting and chewing, now drawing milk from her reddened globes. Pinned down by the weight on her back, Colleen was near panic as she felt a scalding hot rod of iron at her back leg and before she could process what was happening, a flared tip pierced her labia and drove deeply into her with one stroke. “Ghaaaaunh!” the helpless redhead gurgled, her mind vainly trying to cope with the flood of disgust and pleasure she felt.

Immediately, the stinking Swamp Rat began his rut; rapidly, much faster than any man had ever fucked her, the rat began jackhammering in and out of her slicked hole, gripping her hips with it’s claw-like nails, digging into her sweet flesh. Colleen could feel the cold wet fur on her upturned ass and back, could feel the rats pounding heart through her back as it grunted unnaturally while the strangely shaped dick cored out her quivering pussy. The lampreys, tasting fresh milk, redoubled their efforts and began pulling harder on her thick, tender nipples, making Colleen sob with ecstasy. Her tears and snot ran down her face. The swamp rat bent it’s head down and Colleen felt wire-like whiskers on her shoulder, then caught her breath in terror as she turned, seeing the nasty snout of the beast right by her face!

Before she could react, the pile-driving creature extended a narrow tongue and began to fervently lick the tears and snot from Colleen’s beet-red face. It explored her nostrils and open mouth, making Colleen gag with it’s foul breath. Reflexively clamping her mouth closed, she realized quickly that she couldn’t keep it shut for too long, as the amazing fuck she was getting made her pant with a growing arousal.

“Oh fuck, I can’t believe I am being raped by some fucking rat!” she thought in a fever.

Somehow, being used as a sex toy by these swamp creatures was turning Colleen on more than she had ever been before. As the heavy rat on her back increased his already blistering pace, Colleen opened her mouth with a moan and let the beast french-kiss her, her orgasm beginning to explode inside her at the utter degradation she was submitting to.

Dropping her head down and screwing her eyes tightly shut, Colleen bellowed like a wild woman as the rat came in her, pumping pint after pint of scalding, beautiful cum inside her aching cunt. Her body was wracked as if in seizures, her hands finding the heads of the lampreys as she squeezed them hard, causing the sharp needle-like teeth to bite harder into her tender tit flesh. She fell forward with a splash, her head now under water as she came harder and harder, unable to do nothing but lay submerged, her arms and legs shaking.

A feeling of panic gripped her again as she pushed up on her arms, sputtering for air as she rose again, breathing in great gulps of clean oxygen. The rat suddenly twisted and fell off of her back, greatly relieving Colleen of her burden. Looking down, she felt a pang of regret as her two eel pets floated on the surface, detached from her now purpled breasts; dead. Shrugging to herself, Colleen crawled wearily forward a few feet and fell onto her back on the bank, exhausted and unable to move for the moment. Panting, she stared up into the branches overhead and at he deep blue sky beyond the branches.

Her body hummed pleasantly as she lay still, basking in the glow of the violent but sexually satisfying encounter. Her harsh breaths quickly calmed as she closed her eyes for a moment, gathering her strength. Strangely, she realized she felt no pain whatsoever; her breasts weren’t even sore from their abuse and her pussy only pulsed warmly, echoing the savage fucking it just had enjoyed, the delightful sensation of warm cream leaking across the puffy lips of her labia into the water at her hips.

A rhythmic slosh made the redhead raise her head and gaze down over her body, past her feet as her blood turned ice cold and her breath stopped. A snout and two eyes were breaking the surface and had made a beeline straight towards Colleen. The redhead froze and gasped a startled “Oh no!”

“Alligator!”

While generally not found as large as this in shallow swamps like these, this huge specimen was likewise chemically mutated. It was better than 15 feet long, snout to tail and weighed more than 400 lbs!! It also was attracted by the thrashing and scents it tasted in the water and had come to its source. Quicker than Colleen could react, the scaly beast scrambled up onto her supine body, crushing the helpless girl into the mud. If not for the behemoth holding its own weight up on short muscular legs, the tiny girl would have been crushed. Colleen found her voice and began to shriek pitifully, certain that she was seconds away from a horrible death.

The behemoth lay still upon the shaking girl’s body. Colleen began to cry as she flailed her tiny arms and legs about, her torso solidly planted into the mud. She looked up at the ‘gator, seeing only the whitened scales of its neck and upper body, it’s head and vicious jaws well past her head. Wildly she thought, “Maybe it didn’t see me? Maybe it’s just sunning itself?” She stopped her struggles and lay still, her legs splayed open and her arms outstretched to each side.

Slowly, despite her lower body being in cool water, she felt a heat down by her pussy. Her mind racing, she wondered if she had been cut and were bleeding; but no, she didn’t feel anything. The heat grew and grew, making a pleasant warmth to her groin. Suddenly, she felt it! A large, fleshy knob, the size of a baseball glove; A COCK! Right at the entrance of her cunt!

Her eyes widened again as Colleen quickly figured out the score; this great beast was going to fuck her!

Clenching her buttocks, Colleen tried to quell a rising panic again; a rat was one thing, it was nearly normal sized, penis-wise, but this thing between her legs felt huge as it pressed insistently against her hole. It neither jabbed or plunged, just steadily pushed, slowly and inexorably forward, grinding in.

Colleen had heard some of her girlfriends talk about playing with the big cocks of the horses on their farms, and a couple even claimed to have been fucked by those monsters, but Colleen had always thought they were bragging. And filthy sluts.

Now, she was desperately trying to recall all they had said on how to do it; Number 1, Relax. The looser your muscles are, the easier the entry. Colleen took a deep breath and willed herself to unclench. Almost immediately, she felt her labia spread and an incredible fullness overcame her as the pliant, rubbery tip of the alligator’s dick compressed somewhat and wedged in. Rule Number 2, Breathe. With admirable control, Colleen began short, sharp breaths as if in labor, appreciating the irony that she wasn’t delivering a baby but having the equivalent pushed back up in her.

She was quickly rewarded with a sensation of motion, as a length of alligator cock moved up her canal, surprising Colleen as she parted her lips and moaned in sexual satisfaction.

“What the fuck was that?” she laughed to herself.