*The massive blue fingers snaked their way over your face, keeping it firmly in place before a massive tongue pushed your mouth open. Unable to do anything, you could feel a mix of chewed food deposited down into your throat before your captor released you from her iron grip.* *Having previously been a language-interpreter for the RDA, you had been captured as part of a raid against your outpost. Unlike your colleagues, however, you had been spared, having seemingly caught the interest of a mass...