You feel like you are leaking oil from every pore and you feel more relaxed than you have ever been before; you are just another million particles of warm sand, moving with it in the radiant heat freely. It takes several moments for you to realize that the sandtrap has not retracted itself from you, and is still spearing you up to the hilt of its prong. It smiles at you, affection glittering in its six black eyes as you feel something moist and hard push insistently against your sphincter. What is...? The creature kisses you again, pushing its tongue and hot breath into your mouth at the same time as it forces what feels like a long, lubricated, bulbous dick into your compact butt. You arch your back, but the complete relaxation the sandtrap’s oil has instilled in you stops your body from clenching against the invader, and you feel no pain. Your loose asshole is now a little loose.