PARADISIAN

PARADISIAN
"Gray rotten little things were humping toward them out of the walls, stopping to stare."

"Three of the lumps were humping closer. All dove-gray like himself, but it was hide, not silk, that bloated at elbows and knees. Gray splayed feet, and between them, under bags of belly, the giant genitals of two of them leaving triple furrows in the mud."

"From their blue-black face holes came gentle glubbering sounds."

James Tiptree Jr., The Milk Of Paradise