Boarding School clash
Chapter Seven : Henrietta 's Pussy Tentacles Molests Her Class
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"response me, young lady Henrietta,"panted my Romance teacher, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning from the spanking she gave me, my modest breasts rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she have tentacles ? I heard her mentation echo in my brain, one of my new big businessman since I met Merita, the gay woman alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new friend and lover Tabitha. We both were late arriving to fille Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing core to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were pocket-sized automatons like the I inside my body repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

Merita feared they had encountered a human and were causing all variety of problems.

And I wanted to help her, I did, but I had problems of my own. While missy Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her helping hand smack over and over on my derriere, the loud crack, the oestrus reaching into my pussy and making me shudder with blissfulness. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that excitation made my kitty tentacles squirm. I tried to keep in line myself while the class masturbated, watching our discipline. She spanked us until we had our orgasms. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to oppose it, but misfire Erma was so insistent that I also achieve my release.

She made me cum. And I lost all ascendency over my pussy tentacles.

Since the alien merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called thought transference. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and medium tentacles, as purplish as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussycat, bore to touch and caress a woman, to drive her wild with passion.

Before the masturbating class, I fucked Miss Erma with my tentacles, looking ascendence of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her cakehole, ripping her apparel off in the operation. She gasped and moaned, my appendages reaming her whoreson and twat while the former eighteen-year-old students watched wide-eyed. Before, only Peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

What would they do ? Would they think I was a monster ? Something that belonged in a travel zoological garden and not in a school for educating youth woman. Yes, the school had liberal policies on sapphic delights, encouraging mental faculty and students to explore each other 's bodies, to assuage each other 's hysterics.

To make love to each former in the most disgustful of manner.

But this ? I could hear the blow in Miss Erma 's interpreter as she stared at my slit, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. serve me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my brain. What can I say ?

I do n't acknowledge, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the substance meant the possibility of being stranded on my planet. As a good deal as she loved me and was glad she met, my mankind was so primitive. She talked about matter I could n't even understand, that English language did n't even get discussion for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our school. It was too far from London or any other large metropolis. We were favorable it had a railroad line and a telegraph Emily Price Post in the nearby town.

"Miss Henriette, you will tell me what those are this instant,"insisted Miss Erma."They were like the tentacles of an octopus. And the things they did to my body ..."

"Wonderful matter,"Tabitha sighed. My Aythya americana friend rolled over onto her dorsum, her round pap pillowing into two freckled pile."Were n't they, Miss Erma ? You loved them. You had such a release. Etta really cured the hysterics stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"Miss Erma admitted. She patted her hair gathered in a spartan bun. It was still wicked, held in place by several hairpins, but Sir Thomas More than a few locks had escaped as she thrashed."I can not deny that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am drab, young woman Erma,"I said, a shudder running through my organic structure."I ... I ..."Tears fell down my cheeks."I tried to keep them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

binge fell hot down my cheek. My vocalization choked up. I covered my face with my mitt, feeling all the eyes on me, my red butt, and my pussy. The grade all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

"T-they 're n-new. I ... I ..."

Yes, yes, evidence them about me, sighed Merita. Just ... leave out where my ship is.

I tried to keep speaking, but the tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting bridge player on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would lock me up. broadcast me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my sign of the zodiac. So dismal and foreboding. You could listen the people inside screaming.

Then young lady Erma grasped me with gentle fingers and pulled me onto my feet. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled boots, giving her a few to a greater extent inches of height. My side pressed into her sizeable bosom. It was such a comforting motion as her hands stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's okay. I did n't mean to frighten you. I was just ... shocked. I have never seen anything like that in my life. And what you did with them ... I have never had my hysteric cured with such vigor. Do n't cry."

"E-everyone m-must think I-I 'm a f-freak. A-a d-disgusting ..."

"You 're not disgusting, correct girlfriend ?"

"Right, girl Erma,"the lady friend chorused.

"This morning, she took my virginal membrane in the Bath,"Peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an scintillating exit. It was quite satisfying. Even if it did disappoint Nurse Paige that my cherry was already plucked."

"They do look ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a curvy lady friend with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced girl with wide, blue heart. I did n't be intimate her name. She licked at her sticky finger's breadth, her gray skirts clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they come from ?"another girl asked, an eager smile on her face.

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or China ? I bet they 're from china. Or Japan."

I swallowed."No, no. I 've never been to any exotic position. They're—"

"Did a itinerant curse you ?"another daughter asked."Or was it a sprite ?"

"The patrician folk do have a sentiency of mood,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a sprite when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as part of her mischief. That sounds like a great tale to tell, Merita said, her voice slightly more involved. Not so depressed. Tell them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."Last night, I went for a walk in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her head in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting star fell. It burned so vivid and so hot, so I went to come up it."That part was true."And I found this ash gray egg. It was so beautiful. I went to the egg and touched it and it ... it ..."

"Hatched,"supplied Tabitha, taking my hand as I rested my head against Miss Erma 's round knocker. Her nipple was hard, rubbing on my cheek."It hatched and out came a fairy."

"And she was beautiful."I pictured Merita as she appeared."Purple pelt with absolutely no hair."

"Even on her point ?"the raven-haired missy asked.

"Yes. She did n't even have eyebrow. And her bosom were round and her nipples were even dour purpleness. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As panicked as I was, I still noticed that.

"And she hovered over me with these tentacles. And she touched me with them. She sensed my hysterics were building, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my maidenhead. I writhed in such marvellous cloud nine. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"peony said.

All the missy nodded their head. Since attending schooltime, the had all discovered the delight women could share with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, eagre to have their first sexual climax or a second.

"That does sound awful,"Miss Erma said, still stroking my vertebral column. A tingle rushed down to my pussy.

Heat blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feel of Miss Erma 's naked body against mine. Her nipple was aright by my mouth. I could work her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my release, that wonderful mo of bubbling paroxysm, she merged with me."

"What ?"fille Erma asked. Merged ? With a queen ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one someone. And the tentacles are her endowment. Now I get to act as with them. I get the joy of stroking a charwoman and plunging my appendages in and out of her cunny. To embrace the marvellous feel of sleek flesh caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a wonderful smell. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysteric, Miss Erma. I had my handout, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The previous charwoman shuddered."So you are possessed by a fairy. And one with tentacles. I am not familiar with that kind."

"But there are so many,"I told her."And I bet there are even more lost to account, not recorded down and were lost as the Christians stamped out the topical anesthetic pagan beliefs."

"Quite right you are,"she nodded."wellspring, class, this is a singular go of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her consistency flushed as her heel iron boot clicked on the floor. She stared down at the tattered cadaver of her garb clinging about her pelvic girdle, a frown coming into court. She bent down, grasping a torn fighting of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

"I am blue about the garb, Miss Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to fight down my orgasm, it caused me to miss all control when it did finally happen."

"Well, in light of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am more than nice enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her sassing."I think all of us can agree that we experienced such joy today."

"Definitely,"Tabitha nodded, standing nude beside me.

The early girls in the classroom nodded, their middle all staring at me. It made me feel so self-conscious. My dress was folded on the desk. I wanted to pull it on. A shiver ran through me. And a twinge of excitement increasing the heat. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls of my pussy.

The black-haired female child gasped."Her groin just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

"Yes,"I blushed."Um ..."

"Christine,"she answered, blue eyes wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing miss Erma 's raw body has made me Sir Thomas More than a little hysteric. And they do get active when I feel those flutters."

"Wow,"a few of the girl 's said.

"girl Erma,"Christine said, her eye bore,"may we deliver another presentment of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so grateful if we could see them. respect them. They are a remarkable discovery."

"Hmm,"girl Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her large breasts jiggled, her nipples so hard and inviting."I think that is a good way to spend course of instruction. I rather doubt any of you fille are in the province of mind to learn Latin today. And I, for one, and far too randy to want to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a monstrance, missy Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

A demo, giggled Merita. More like an splurge. I think we are about to let a lot of fun.

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

She sighed. Well, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to aid with my state of affairs. We just have to find those nanites before they cause too many problems. Besides, it is not horrific here. I have pleasant party. I rather like being bonded with you.

As do I, Merita. I would leave out you greatly, but I also want your happiness.

Such a terrific little girl. I felt her emotions beating with love.

I smiled.

"Um, Henrietta, why are you just standing there daydreaming ?"Christine asked.

"Are you okay ?"Peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the faggot,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so sexy when she 's dreamy, especially the way she wiggles her pelvis. I could stare at her butt all day. No wonder men love watching charwoman walk.

My smile grew as I read Tabitha 's thought process. I sensed hers more than others, probably because I felt so unaired to her.

"So, this is how you get her puss tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not hard. You just have to tease her."Tabitha lips kissed at my neck opening. With my blonde hairsbreadth in two pigtails, it was prosperous for her to do.

I moaned, the easygoing mite of her lips sending fantastic joy rippling down my dead body. I undulated my pelvis, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her fingers tracing behind lap around my stomach while I felt her hard pap against my back and her fiery down of pubic whisker tickling the buttock of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one hand up and the other down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her digit trailed across my consistence. One came up and brushed the bottom of my the right way titty while the other stroked down. My slit clenched and my tentacles cockle inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny wall. Her fingerbreadth reached my gilded down and stroked through it, curling alright fuzz about her finger's breadth. She kissed me again, her mite still teasing me. succus wept down my thighs as one finger went higher, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the bound of my areola, swirling across the pink speckle for my nipple. Her former finger's breadth moved lower and lower, reaching between my second joint and stroking past my cunny 's slit. I trembled in her embrace as her finger spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"spirit at how she trembles and moans,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their middle wide. The girls licked their sassing and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sigh. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy cheek and glossy eyes.

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her finger up my slit, pushing between my plump vulva to caress my inner delight. She brushed my clitoris, the pleasure shooting to my sensitive tentacles. They reached for the entrance of my pussy.

"Mmm, I love it when you moan my epithet, Etta."She stroked my clitoris faster."She really loves it when you do this. It really makes her go wild."

"I see,"Christine said, licking her rim, her gloomy eyes focused on Tabitha 's finger's breadth dancing around my clitoris."I have discovered that spot to be quite ... stimulating myself."

Tabitha laughed, rubbing harder."I bet you have, fresh girl."

I moaned, arching my cervix. Tabitha pinched my nipple, adding more trembling delight to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my pussy. young woman gasped, spotting the four purpleness outgrowth as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"tone at how long they are."

"And they 're dripping with her cream. I bet they must taste remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned, her human face contorting as she came on her finger, her desk rocking.

Christine bit her lip."May I ... touch one, Henrietta ?"

"I think I would like that very very much,"I purred and stepped forward, my tentacles reaching before me.

Christine reached out with a hesitant bridge player. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a wonderful shiver through me. I groaned as her finger's breadth stroked me, gathering my cunny juice glistening like dew on the purplish process. She brought her finger to her sassing, sucked on it.

"Mmm, you taste sugariness,"she said, a blush on her cheeks."I ca n't believe this schooling. And now this. It 's all ... so much."

"I know,"I said as I stood naked, the other female child leaning forward in their desks or craning their pass to see over their classmate."It 's all so inebriate to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her headway and touched my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and down it as I shivered. My pussycat clenched about my tentacles, the early three wiggling and writhing as her soft tinge stirred delectable tingles down the appendage.

"You shiver when I touch you."Christine licked her lips."What 's it feel like ?"

"Like person 's touching my nipples or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that sensitive ?"another girlfriend asked, her eyes wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... extension of my slit. It makes me finger amazing to touch and stroke others with them."

"And rent their maidenheads ?"Peony asked.

"That is definitely a treat,"I nodded."Like Christmas pudding."

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My thoughts were scattered by Christine 's tongue licking at the tip of my appendage. She circled it, gathering the juices beading on my purple tentacle, her down middle flashing up to mine. Color burned even brighter in her wan cheeks as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her tongue was so Delicious on my tentacle. And then she opened wide and sucked on it. I groaned, my back arching and my small-scale breast jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the fille squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a shaft,"one girl said.

"Eww,"another gasped."That 's disgusting."

"But this isn't."

The girl who squealed let out a breathy,"No. No, it is not."

The brunette sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a second tentacle, both her manus wrapped about it, stroking up and down the ruffle duration as she opened her mouth wide-eyed. I pressed my tentacle past her lips, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two young woman sucked my tentacles. Christine 's spit danced while the brunette 's cheek hollowed. She sucked so toilsome, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my length for as far as she could accomplish, her clenched fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

"Wow, look at her face,"Peony said."She looks like she is in heaven."

"Uh-huh,"I groaned, my hips shifting. The sucking sensations shivered down my body.

"What 's it finger like ?"

"Like someone is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."secure than having my pap sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, delight, proceed suction. Oh, you are making me feel all fluttery."

"She 's going to orgasm,"chuckled a girl in the back.

"Definitely,"Tabitha purred as she pressed up behind me again.

This metre, both her work force cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my shoulder. My modest pap were the perfect size for her to cup. Her digit swiped across my hill and brushed my punishing nipples. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

juice dripped down my thigh. I squirmed, my two free tentacles writhing. I arched my neck as Christine and the brunette sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My belly fluttered as the delight built.

But I needed more. And I had two tentacles free.

piece of tail their cunnies, Merita moaned in my mind. Oh, yes, let 's reach this into one wild orgy of joy. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was wanton to hold them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the tooshie of their wench. The girls sitting behind them craned their necks forward, huge grin on their lips.

"Her tentacles are going up their wench,"one said."Oh, Henrietta, you are so naughty."

"Uh-huh,"I moaned then shuddered as Tabitha pinched and rolled my nipple between her fingers.

"Fuck their cunnies,"my redheaded buff whispered in my ear, her tongue flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, cerebrate Christine. To mislay my maidenhead to her poof tentacles. This is amazing. So hot.

She 's reaching beneath my wench, came from the brunette. She sucked harder on my tentacle. She 's going to dishonour my cunny. Oh, yes. That sounds wonderful.

Their thoughts poured into me, making me tremble with excitement. My tentacles disappeared beneath their chick and underskirt. It was warmly beneath their habiliment. I brushed their stocking-clad calves, sliding up their legs to their knee joint and then to their bare thighs.

Oh, she 's touching me, thought the brunette. Her heart squeezed shut. She stroked her hands faster and faster on my tentacle she sucked, shooting pleasance down to my pussy.

I was so close to cumming.

I stroked up both miss 's thighs. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood finisher to her. I savored the tactile property of her silky thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both girls'cunnies. Their curly pubic tomentum massaged the ends of my tentacles. It was such a skanky delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so amazing. Suck my tentacles. And then I 'm going to fuck your cunnies so hard."

"She 's had her release,"Peony groaned."Look at her."

The effervescent pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their slit. I slipped into the brunette without any cause, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my stopcock. She moaned and spasmed. The tight feeling of her pussy caressing my tentacle sent another burst of convulsion through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunet sentiment, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Lord, this is so improper. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my other fucked her cunny, my third tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's virgin pussy. I know I promised the Headmistress not to pluck any Thomas More cherries.

But I could n't aid it. Not when Christine moaned in my psyche, Yes, yes, consider my maidenhead. I need it in me.

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my mind with pleasure, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's Hymen gave a valiant fight. The brown-haired missy moaned about my tentacle, her spit fluttering hard against it as her membrane stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a woman now, Christine screamed in my thoughts as my tentacle penetrated into the hot astuteness of her virgin snatch. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embrace, moaning again as I fucked both girls cunnies with my tentacles, pumping them in and out of their depths.

"Oh, yes, fuck them,"Tabitha moaned."This is so hot. Oh, yes. I love you."

"Love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more climax bursting out of my pussy. The pleasure radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, tight embracing of their cunnies.

Ooh, Etta has such a nice ass, thought Tabitha. It was so hot when I licked her while missy Erma spanked her. Mmm, so sour and yummy.

"Do it,"I moaned."Lick my ass, Tabitha. I would do it for you do that again."

"Ooh, you 're reading my mind again,"she giggled."I will. I have such a satyr for your pretty bum."

Tabitha, and her fantastic breasts, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in heaven. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunet 's stiff, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety press of their soma on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my spine. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her mitt reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a pant of pain from my lips, reminding me of fille Erma 's marvellous handwriting falling over and over on my arse. I squirmed, my heart fluttering. whine of enrapture salvo from my mouth. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such marvellous, toothsome pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, thought Tabitha as she pressed her mouth between the face of my ass.

Your ass is beautiful, Henrietta, Merita giggled. I thoroughly enjoyed licking and fingering it in your dream.

That was courteous, I agreed as Tabitha 's glossa licked lower and lower through my crack, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my booster rimmed her tongue around my puckered opening.

It felt so naughty to feel her tongue circle it. Trembles shook my eubstance and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two girls'cunnies, my body shaking. The shiver popped my extremity out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her body quaking as my disembarrass tentacle writhed in the air."So good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so cryptical in my pussy. This is gravel. So much better than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her skirt bunched around her waist, her stocking-clad stage spread wide. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle resign,"gasped a cinnamon-haired looker whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her finger from her cunt and flit froward, her dark-gray skirts swishing about her thigh, persona of her hem stuck on her petticoat, showing the snow-clad garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her dame and petticoat, revealing a bright-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"piece of ass me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between clout of my asshole.

I could n't dissent Leonora 's proffer cunny. I shoved my free tentacle between her stage, stroking at the hot material body of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a telephone line of cream trickling down my extremity. Such pleasure ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

My eyes widened. My tentacles were buried in three unlike cunnies, and they all felt different. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in different places. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's pussy as the lady friend stumbled forward, her viscid fingers grasping my shoulders.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Cure my hysterics."

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her straits lolled back."Oh, sweet noble. I ... I ..."

"Enjoy your release,"I panted, reaming all three of my tentacles faster and faster through the three girls'cunnies.

The brunet 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my straits. Her face contorted with joy she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my member to my twat. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my gut, her digit digging into my ass.

So many inputs. It was all so much.

The brunette convulsed again. She pulled my tentacle out of her back talk, gasping,"I 'm cumming. Her tentacles are marvelous. They 're the best. Henrietta ... you 're amazing !"

I beamed as I savored all the wicked delights shooting through my body. Tabitha 's tongue probed into my prick, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning walking on air to my pussy. The brunet 's cunny spasmed a net time, and then she slumped out of her desk to the trading floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So good,"she groaned.

"Free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a upsurge to get to me as I pulled my outgrowth out of the brunette 's spasming pussy. Juices dripped from it as the girls surrounded us. Another blonde, her hair's-breadth in ringlet butterfly, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunette 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one hand, the early frantically yanking up her gray bird. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped missy with huge, park eyes reached the fourth tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those eyes begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my top dog spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new pussies. They engulfed my appendage in hot, squiffy, feminine delight.

quaternity pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's manpower tightened on my shoulder joint as her face twisted with passion. She leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth as her pelvic girdle writhed, her twat clenching on my outgrowth. The saucy-lipped young lady moaned, her mouth opened widely as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my asshole harder and harder, the pleasure bursting through me.

I came again.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned, breaking the kiss with Leonora, my vocalism echoing through the elbow room."It 's soooo good. Four cunnies on my tentacles."

Enjoy, Merita groaned. Oh, yes, savor this.

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The swells rippled down the appendages and into the four missy'pussies. All four of them shuddering in jounce. Their mentation spilled into my mind, all four girlfriend screaming their walking on air as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the gaudy in my creative thinker as her oral fissure sang out unspoken walking on air for the entire schooltime to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her anatomy spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my nous exploding with so many sensations. Stars danced around my head. The way swam. Tabitha 's helping hand clenched on my ass, the pain the only when thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

It was tremendous. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to hold on cumming.

"Me next,"someone moaned as I pulled my tentacle out of Christine 's pussy.

A new cunny to bed. I rammed my tentacle into the little girl, not even knowing who it was. I did n't like whose kitty-cat I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty girls. Leonora 's cinnamon hairsbreadth swept across my breasts. Her lips latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One more whizz swirling through me.

Etta 's ass taste sensation so adept, thought Tabitha.

Oh, I love sucking on her mamilla while she fucks my cunny.

Her tentacle is so mysterious in me. I 'm going to get my release.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Someone came on my tentacle, hot cunny massaging my appendage. I shuddered, swaying. Only Leonora and Tabitha kept me standing as another orgasm volley through me. My tentacles were so sensitive, and the girl 's cumming pussy had set me off again.

The way reeked of hot kitty. A wonderful, passionate aroma. female child'helping hand touched me, stroked me. Someone else nibbled on my second teat. A mitt caressed my free tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A young lady moaned as I penetrated her.

I fucked them all. I came and came as the elbow room swam over me. My tentacles moved from girl to girl, coated with an ever-increasing cocktail of juice. Puddles of girl-cum dribbled on the floor. My toes clenched in it.

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the full time.

I lost lead of my coming. I was so lightheaded. The moans of miss serenaded me. I caught glimpses of naked, girlish figure pressed together. smooching, thrashing, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own ways to entertain themselves.

miss Erma was in the middle, holding Leonora and paeony to her titty while the brunet tongued her pussy. She had a look of Delicious joy on her expression as I fucked and writhed and came so punishing. It was an orgy of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chair. The elbow room spun around me. girl panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such huge smiles on their lips. They all had been satiated. I gave them all pleasure.

Tabitha sat on my lap."That was so hot,"she groaned before she kissed me with sour lips.

My ass. I loved it how gamy it was to taste it on her lips. Today was such a grand day.

No, it is not. The containment. Remember, Henrietta.

I sighed, breaking the kiss with Tabitha. I forgot. But I do n't have it off what we can do about it.

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the reckoner has mind. But I fear the nanites have infected a topical anaesthetic. And ...

What does that mean value. What will it do to them ?

Merita hesitated. I do n't know. It could mutate them. alter their dead body on a molecular level.

seawall ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of tiny particles divided into elements based on their composition. These element bond together. Like atomic number 26 or Au or Carbon or oxygen. These are elements. And when they bail bond together, they form mote. You breathe a combining of gases. The most prominent is made of a pair of Nitrogen particle. The next most is made of two Oxygen atoms, which your organic structure rift down to fuel your metabolism, and in the process you exhale a gas made out of a Carbon particle and two oxygen atoms as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of Sir Thomas More molecules, mostly Carbon and Hydrogen, with Calcium, Potassium, Fe, and former chemical element. The nanites can change these speck. It is how they 're replacing the calcium in your vertebral column and repairing the nerves severed in your consistency. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

sound scarey. Okay, we 'll sneak out after dinner party. Only one more course of study to go. philosophy taught by young lady Marilynn.

okeh, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the idea of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their minds were connected through the alloy tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's pussy, connected to Daisy and Geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to happen more connections. The voice needed more.

The four did n't question it. Their thought process ran from one to the other, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to find the ship. They had to be ended again. But they had no idea where the ship was or how to make themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallways of Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maid, and Geneva and Emaleine were students. There were more female child and women to touch base to here. The thirdly tentacle sprouted from her pussy undulated beneath her wench, eagre to connect.

... connect ...

"Yes,"the four said in unison."Connect."

Loud pace thudded behind them, heeled bang ringing on the stone of the building. soul walked with a alert footstep, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, exhilaration throbbing through their pussies. Connection was such a bliss. It was wonderful to unite with another woman, to skid their metal tentacles into her cunny and experience the galvanising, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back straight, her beautiful, matured expression solidification as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three companion. The headmistress marched forward, her hair pulled back into a tight, fatal bun. It would have intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were More. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the foursome."You came with impressive passport. They all described you as punctual and secure, not a woman that misses almost her entire first day of teaching."The headmistress 's middle flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, rumpled nature of Marilynn 's leafy vegetable attire."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for woman,"Marilynn answered, the former three fighting not to verbalise with her.

"Searching ... for women ?"Edna Neville took a measure closer, standing proper before Marilynn with only a substructure or so separating them."Just because this school is liberal in the sexual pleasure we allow the stave and scholar to engage in is n't an excuse for you to abandon your duties. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third tentacle slithered out beneath her clothes, slew across the floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her pussycat. Marilynn trembled, ecstatic joy bursting across her face.

"Are you even taking this seriously ?"demanded the headmistress."This is n't a—"She gave a shriek as the tentacle rammed into her slit.

"Connecting,"moaned the four in unison as pleasure rippled through them.

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her head and took a step back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her pussycat, giving her such pleasure."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, Almighty, that 's good."

"We 're connecting with you,"the foursome said in unison.

"Why are ... you talking ... so ... so eldritch. And together. What is going ... on ?"

At that moment, course of instruction ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hallway. They giggled as they streamed past, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three fille in the crew gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their skirts and thrust into their pussy. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in joy as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her puss. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the third base girl, let out a huge moan of bliss.

The other students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their beau schoolfellow and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their sexual climax and the import of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their row echoing over the students as four became eight, the nanites surging into new master of ceremonies and going to lick. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to qualify her body with more efficacy. The separation shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reserves of alloy from the casing of the devour core.

In a handful of minutes, the eight went in search of More to connect to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...