Leela lay motionless on the medical table, her body fully exposed under the cool, sterile lights. Fry stood before her, his hands trembling with anticipation as he watched the slimy brain slug crawling up her leg. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, mesmerized by her beauty and vulnerability. His heart raced in his chest as he imagined what was about to happen.
With a swift movement, the slug reached its destination and sank into Leela's exposed femininity. She gasped, arching her back in response to the alien invader. But despite the fear and uncertainty that clouded her mind, there was an undeniable thrill coursing through her veins. As Fry watched, he felt himself growing harder, desperate to be the one to claim her.
The slug's movements inside her were slow and deliberate, building tension as they both anticipated the inevitable climax.
