Anya was lying on the bed and looking at her photo in the smartphone. A naked, barely beginning to mature body combined the piquancy of adolescent thinness and already rounded forms. Touched annoying messages from a guy:
- Anyuyuyut, take a selfie with your ass at the mirror))
- And in the front, mumur, his little one: 3

The girl smiled lasciviously:

- Hmm, there are no large mirrors here, alone, in the grandfather's room, but I was told there is dilapidated furniture and I cannot walk.
- And then I'm not sure if it is not broken.

- Saw a glimpse

The guy continued to whine and persuade, pulling for time the girl got up and went up the corridors of the old house on the go typing messages.

- It’s dumb and for some reason very humid, dad said therefore not to walk, saying that the floor would fail.
- Pff, you can see that the concrete is under the ceiling, the grandfather was just keen on the occult and there are a lot of creepy things, now I’ll show you)
- Show yourself better)) - the guy continued to itch.
Finally, Anya came to the old door, and twisting the handle, pushed. Fortunately it was not locked. In the twilight among other furniture stood a mirror on the nightstand in a massive chased salute. The girl came closer, her eyes got used to the darkness, and she saw what was depicted around the mirror.

Fuu, you should have seen that decorates the mirror - she hastily hustled, - it seemed to make a complete pervert. With these words, the girl immediately photographed and sent the drawing - from the beginning to the top of the chasing depicted intertwining tentacles and some squid-like creatures that copulated with various tentacles.
Oooh gods, horror kakoooy) Let's do what stands in front of this mirror - came back.
Anya snorted - how much lust for the guys is stuffed with brains! Pulling the dress up above the navel, she lowered her panties and showed her ass to the mirror and photographed her face with a flash.

Ugh - thought the girl, blinking - flash flashed her eyes. For a moment she learned that something had moved from the side. Squinting, she looked around and saw nothing. Turning, she lifted her skirt from above and suddenly clearly felt something behind. For a few seconds she looked in the mirror showing the emptiness behind her, she turned sharply. Before her stood a grandfather, her long-dead grandfather — just like in the photo. From fright, she screamed and jerked back. With extraordinary dexterity, her deceased relative pushed her in the chest and she flew backwards, but instead of breaking the mirror she hid her back into the void.
Hanging in the oval opening, she frantically waved her hands trying to cling to the edges of the portal on the opposite side of which she fell. She felt her legs flying upward, seized by her ankles with a pair of strong arms.

Deduuushaaa! Anya screamed - get me out soon! Dangling almost upside down, she caught a glimpse of what was waiting for her below - a strange purple swamp dotted with strange weaves of huge vessels and tentacles.
An old man's grinning head appeared in the portal's oval. He laid her legs on his shoulders and put his hands on top. The pounding heart of the girl seemed to be flooded with liquid nitrogen - what is he going to do? While continuing to smile, the very-undead girl slowly kissed one and then the second foot, then one hand slid on the inner side of the thigh and went behind the lowered panties. Anya quietly whined - the blood began to flow to the head and a relative worked some obscenity. His fat finger parted his lips and rested on the hymen. In the eyes flashed the devil's light.
Photos of the frame will show you how to get out of here! - exclaimed the old occultist and pushing his legs forward threw her through the doorway. Screaming, the girl hooted in a soft swamp from a couple of meters - the phone flopped nearby.

Having cursed, Anya immediately picked it up and held it to her eyes. He was not wet, but covered with something like a pale pink gel. Opening recent photos, she noted that the signal of the Internet was gone. Peering at the weaving of tentacles, she grimaced. Not very clear yet. The girl looked around. The low, vaulted ceiling, covered in purple and scarlet organic matter, all around are gigantic entrails. Here it is! - thought the girl, looking around the dress. It was hopelessly smeared with mucus. She frowned, pulled it over his head and pulled her panties.

It’s good that before I went to honey, I saw enough of these nasty things - Anya noted to herself.
One of the knotty cocoons that were scattered around the neighborhood stirred and burst. Anya shied away. From there came a giant, the size of a dog, a tadpole with six tentacles and creeping forward purposefully.
- Follow the octopus - Anya snickered, remembering that this is one of the first creatures - like the looking-glass!
She did not follow him for long. He dived into one of the organic openings in the wall that completed the cave. Following him, she saw how the tadpole attached itself to the back part of a strange, hilly growth. Clasping them with tentacles, he gurgled and shook. Through the translucent skin, the girl saw her belly fill with a stream of fluid in which glowing balls, a little larger than cherries, were floating. Squeaking, the tadpole pushed off from the mound and slid along the moist organic material covering the now all, making the room further like the insides of a titanic creature. Anya grimaced - a process of fifteen centimeters in length and about two thick, from which a whitish liquid dripped, protruded from the mound. It seems she understood where in the tadpole pumped these balls. She stepped carefully, hurrying after the octopus. He showed up around the corner. Squeaking and snorting, he settled on a large shell, a mustache protruded from its base and plunged into the back hole of the creature. Swollen, he fell off the base leaving a plug in the anus. The shell closed and slowly slid into the hole in the wall. A pea fell out of the protruding backside and, startled, the organic corridor swallowed the shell. From below slipped one more and, having thrown open, stiffened.

Anya goggled in amazement. Is this the only way out of here? - the girl was indignant about herself. But she could do nothing more. The passage in the organic wall was a dead end. However, she was a little excited. She somehow put an enema, the feelings were ambivalent. On the one hand, it was nice to feel a thin slippery object entering without effort into the ass, the water pleasantly pressed through the intestines into the vagina, but then it was disgusting. Once she even masturbated a couple of times, at the same time putting a finger in the ass.
She returned back to the mound with the appendix. He was foolishly low - about 30 cm from the floor and stuck in addition, forty-five degrees from the wall, bending down. She had to tinker, Anya thought, sighing, approached him tightly and turned her back. Pulling off her panties, she squeezed them in her hand - after all, it seems she was promised that you could get out of here and did not want to be naked.

Sitting down, she became a crustacean and began to attach her ass to the rod. However, he was resilient and did not want to bully. As a result, she repeated the position of the tadpole. She lay on her stomach and clasped the knoll with her legs and began to lift her ass up until the rounded tip rested against the sphincter hole. Oh god what am i doing? - for a second the girl stopped, but the excitement took up. She leaned back even more and sat up on the rod. He was all slippery with grease and easily entered it. Immediately inside, a sharp and extremely pleasant sensation flared up - because of a bend down, the proboscis rested against a thin wall behind which there was a womb - the teenager even gasped in amazement.Pussy was whining with excitement.

It is necessary to combine the pleasant with ... ahem ... useful - the girl decided when she felt that there was a thick vein between the lips. She slowly began to rub on a slippery vessel, it took about thirty seconds but the flow was not so. She put her hand back and felt her proboscis, leaving her in the ass. At the base was a thickening of the two rings.

- Yeah! This emphasis - guessed Anya. Sighing ...