Cindy put down her book on the blankets beside her, yawning. Insomnia sucks, she thought, nose wrinkling. She looked at the clock- 2 am. Bloody great- and she still had to get up at six and prepare for work. Going to be a long, long day, she thought, flipping back her blankets and swinging her legs over the edge of the bed.
She padded over the carpet in her bare feet, wearing only a pair of panties, slightly cold in the night air. Soon she was stepping on the colder linoleum of the kitchen floor as she headed for the fridge. Maybe a sandwich, she thought. And a glass of milk. Or, she smiled, maybe just 1 beer to help make her sleepy. One hand idly scratched her thick pubic thatch under the panties as she walked, and she nudged her clitoris gently with a long finger.
The fridge opened with a gentle sighing sound as it's seal was broken, but the light didn't go on, and the door blocked the dim glow from the hallway. Dammit. Another thing broken, she thought, mentally adding the bulb to the list of supplies she needed to buy. At least the fridge was working, and she smiled to herself, nipples tightening in the cold air flooding outwards from the darkened innards of the fridge.
She leaned inward slightly, reaching with one hand for what she thought might be a half pack of bologna, hesitating as it seemed something moved in the darkness. What the-? She gasped and flinched as... something... burst out of the fridge at her. Cold boneless arms wrapped around her chest and belly, circling her and cutting into the flesh of her breasts.
Her hands grasped the doorframe of the fridge as the- arms? tentacles?- jerked her forward. This just kept her from being pulled into the dark innards of the fridge, a place she did *not* want to be right now!
"Shit!" she gasped, pushing with her arms, trying to break free of the tentacles that held her. They seemed to be no stronger than she was, but that was bad enough in itself. They jerked again, trying to pull her into the fridge, and the coldness of their flesh against her bare breasts and soft belly was like a cutting knife. Pushing back, Cindy was able to hold her position, then slowly ease her body back from the unknown thing before her.
More of the tentacles slithered from the darkness, one wrapping around an arm, two around her neck, and another grabbing tightly around her waist, down between her legs, and around a thigh. "God damn!" screamed Cindy, fear hormones flooding her, both terror and anger in her voice. "Let me go!" She braced a leg against the fridge doorframe and pushed back as hard as she could. She actually pulled back about have a foot, feeling the tentacles slide over her skin. "Fuck! Let go!"
The tentacle around her arm suddenly jerked outwards at her elbow, and she felt the muscle tension slip. With a gasp, her arm buckled and her upper body slammed forward, ramming her head against the doorframe. Stars filled her vision as she weakened in sudden pain, and she felt her body twist as the tentacles pulled harder.
More tentacles wrapped her tightly, holding her arms against her chest and belly. Now screaming without words, she hooked her ankles and set her knees but the angle was bad. Her pelvis pulled upwards as the tentacles jerked, and her feet and legs followed, sliding upwards.
Cindy screamed again as the tentacles wrapped her legs and pulled her fully into the fridge. Her mind almost refused to function as she watched more tentacles reach past her, grabbing the door shelf racks. She gave a final bellow of terror as the tentacles pulled the refrigerator door shut with a hollow 'Bang!'.
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The creature pulled slowly back from FridgeSpace, towards it's home lair, belly full. When it couldn't sleep, this was just what it needed, something to hit the spot. A midnight snack.