It was once homo. Now it really did n't fuck what it was.
Its biography as a human only lived on through a match memories. near of its homo spirit was forgotten. It mainly staged swamp and lakes though.
One of its last storage of a human was being in a lab. nuisance. being tortured. That was when the back talk appeared where his pharynx was. It took about a week. But it ended up meeting his inaugural mouth making a triangular gape filled with three-sided dentition. His lingua long and free. It even remembered when his arms split loose into three dissimilar appendage. The bones receding to take shape an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His branch cracked into a bipedal state.
Since then he needed to be in water. Thin scales formed and its muscles became dim. Now it was capable to bend blade. Run through the Ellen Price Wood like a moongoose on spread out road. snare and kill. A telepathic power to see into the psyche of its victims. As they die their solid life story flashes in its idea. The start to the animal desensitized state of carnage. Another sensation it had developed was a horse sense of mental suggestion. Planting thoughts into its victims mind. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for years now. Since 1970. It had no cue what year it was now however.
After its escape it had been running and hunting ever since.
It was effectual. Dangerous, and rarely thought anymore. It had attacked many world. Killed few. Only in winters where the thirst took over.
In roaring storm however it was free to go as far as it wanted for as long as it wanted. Following the system of rules for as long as it could.
It had been in a swamp for the by week hunting fish here and there. Implanting thoughts to deer to drink in from the pond then pulling them in to feed.
But when it felt the static in the air and the overcasting coming. It waited patiently near the surface. When the low gear raindrop rippled the water. It sprung out.
On the move again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a sound swiftly sprinting through the woods. A wet squirrel in its path. A tentacle whipped out grabbing it and shoved it into its gapping maw.
winter and trees and gathered acorns flashed through its creative thinker. Seconds it was gone.
Birds in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the life of that bird flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. eating away greyness and trimmed white plunder scant made of spandex. A sportswoman bra that made her cleavage bounce. She was a mulatto girl with carmel peel and garden pink nails. Her hair tussled in a ponytail and wearing white sneakers.
She ran down this road everyday. She had seen the swarm in the length but figured the pelting would just pass them by.
She was a bit appal when the rain started to fall and roar sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could take refuge at.

It popped out of the treeline its eyes darting around.
An old farm the paint long gone. A couple windows broken out. A scarecrow post outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the candid barn.
To no avail however did it see animals to eat.
Not until it heard a deer bleating outside.
Its fountainhead racked around and in an instantaneous the brute was out of the door.
The deer took a few steps forward surveying its environment when the brute tackled it to the dry land. The deer did n't even get to snivel in dissent as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no clock time. It took subdivision of meat at a fourth dimension. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney thorns came from its tentacles and ripped afford the flesh as the tentacles tightened around the drained animal.
It fed for a couple arcminute before it sensed something else near.
It looked over seeing a woman.

Kim jogged up looming around as the rain intesnsified. She saw something laying on the ground over in the battleground. But she honestly did n't worry to discipline the speckle of interestingness. She could n't really see it and wanted to get out of the rain as soon as possible.
She got up to the farmhouse the lock already busted open.
Her and a few friends partied there a few times in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the living room.
inebriate she danced in front of it on a dare. Since then she kind of felt like it was staring at her though.
Even though she knew that was simply silly.
She walked in wringing out her hair quick. The floor had old stained rugs. The fiddling furniture that was left was trashed ripped and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a roll of thunder passed.
She looked over to see the scarecrow in the rocking chair. She smiled casually spitting on the rot floor. She shook her head before walking to the stairs where she could learn the violent storm from up stairs.

The creature saw a lot of flesh. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another feeling long forgotten.
It slithered through an open window.
It slowly approached the straw man. Putting a tendril to the expectoration a memory flashed past its judgment.
A memory of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a list to its foreland. A murphy discharge with two circular spyhole ripped. A jackolatern lip sewn in total darkness. An an old worn leather hat.

Kimberly was watching the violent storm happily when she heard floor display board creaking downstairs.
With a tad of concern she started down the stairs.

The creature watched at the soaking wet miss slowly descend down the steps. A garish crunch of the Natalie Wood pressing together with each step.
Her eye peering around oblivious to it.

Kimberly did n't see anyone yet when she got down the stairs.
She stopped herself from saying something, nervous.
She finally spoke up.
'' how-do-you-do ? ``
The howl of the fart was the only reponse, followed by a low gang fight of thunder.
She looked to the scarecrow seeing it was soaked.

The tool sent its thoughts out to her.
'' Its cipher. ``

She scoffed at `` herself '' before saying.
'' It probably was wet before I came in. I dunno. ``
She turned around taking a step. She felt something under her human foot and looked down seeing the straw man hat at her metrical foot. She then felt a stiff child's play from the busted overt window.

The fauna watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her booty unawares with full hip joint and narrow waist. Her legs long an thick. A petite gap as the seem of the shorts rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly rag it up.
A plethora of memories of sex when it was alive popped into its head. And her memories of the act as well.
Throwing into her mind, `` whatever that was will kill me. ``

Kimberly popped up, fear taking over. She spun around seeing the bird-scarer standing before her.
She took a single step back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her idea racing with wide eyes.
'' Go to your knees. '' it croaked.
Her manus were up wanting to promote it and run. But a primordial sense of survival and fear of death she slowly went to her knees, closing her eyes.
The creatures memories had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its phallus. slip long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a step forward. She opened her mouth to scream something when it shoved its penis into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes shot open looking at the hammer sliding into her mouth. She tried to dissent but the penis kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the tips of one of its tentacles to put pressure on the back of her head.
She closed her centre again trying to let out a shrieking her handwriting up in disgust. But its grip kept her head bobbing back and Forth. Feeling her soft wet mouth. Panicy little tongue moving about. Her back talk a buffer zone along its phallus. The vibe from her mouth.
It groaned in a rich gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its former carpus would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her binding feeling her stalls frame of soft flesh.
It stared down at the curves of her butt arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her crack slowly and firmly going down to her slit. Feeling her snap under the spandex.
Its tentacle curved and wriggled into her.

Kimberly suddenly stopped struggling so much. care of how it was reaching her ass even though it was suffer straight. Her eyes flicked up seeing the tentacles coming out of the sleeves.
'Oh my god ! It 's a fucking ogre !'her mind screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and misdemeanor. She knew she was in confessedly hassle. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any sort of mental judgements she summited to it. She closed her eyes and began to suck on its extremity. Feeling its tentacle rubbing and writhing on her slit.
She felt her kitty begin to get hot. She began to motivate her pelvis around not really in control of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to move. She however knew, her body was responding.
Which caused her to suck harder. She sucked and slurped grasping its member.
Another tentacle revealed itself and whapped her right ass cheek.
She felt the tentacle at her slit slowly be active up and slip into her spandex shorts down her chap again. Then down her thigh wrapping around the spandex shorts. Tearing them from her supple body. Only leaving a white thong.
Wincing at the botheration of the short being torn off of her she slid her paw back to moving the thong to the one of her ass cheeks.
Its maiden tentacle slowly touched her wet hot snatch.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to enter her pussy as she gave out a moan.
The early tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to slide between her ass cheeks. Back and forth it slide before turning the tip of its tendril into her asshole.

Kimberly was already moaning on its putz from the tentacle wiggling in her cunt. She was never a huge fan of anal however its tentacle sliding board in swiftly with not as much pain as she imagined. Maybe it was the fearfulness. Or the rising pleasure from her pussy. Or a natural selection mindset making her smell less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling good other then losing her breather a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a loud healthy smack.
Her eyes began to bat back a bit her breathed being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the monster shoot a load into her mouthpiece. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. nigh of it already draining down her throat.
Another load splattered her cleavage as it slowly slue between her tits.
The free tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this meter pushing its talons to the Earth's surface and tore the front of the shirt clear. It retracted the talons that ran along the border of its tentacles. Wrapping them under her arm lifting her up.
The tentacles pulled out from inside her bending her over the shotty old table.
It held her down her a minute tentacles seizing each body part and her head to the table.
Its incredibly huge tongue slid out from under the mask shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her sweetness garden. Staring at her fleshy butt. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its clapper around for a few seconds before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it member into her pussycat. Two of its tentacles sliding around her rib and grasping her freed breasts. The were copious and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her mouthpiece. The goliath began to Egyptian pound against her soundbox voiceless. Another wrapping around her waist. And the last one slithered around her forget second joint and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its extremity were meddlesome exploring every little crevice of the short girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. Her nipples were like rhomb. Her whole body covered in goosebumps. An sexual climax rising fast. The tentacle wrapping around her waist pushed and pulled her torso onto its member.

It kept ramming her having never felt anything like this. Her leg was so fleshy and soft. Her rima oris felt perplex. It had two tentacles wrapped around her boob sliding them around them. Then it felt how hard her nipples were. Intriguing the beast it used the point of its tendrils to flick and fondle her laborious nipples.
The response was almost immediate. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her cunt and ass tightened up. Her pussy felt a lot more wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her nipples. The parts that were wrapped around the breast poked her breasts lightly. It could palpate how it effected her.
She started to rub her thigh together lifting one foot. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to make love her faster and faster now feeling its own pleasure rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the extremity and tentacle. Her ass was so much tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such vivid coming. Feeling pure pleasance from both golf hole she felt like she needed a minute.
The tentacle in her mouth pulled out as she gasped for air. Staring at the tentacle inches over her grimace with straw saliva from her wet rim to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her pony tail. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her back to arch popping out her perfect breasts. It pressed her plenteous ass cheeks together around its pumping member.
She moaned louder and louder feeling another climax on the rise.
'' Ugh ! Ugh ! I'm-I- gon na -- c-c-cuuum ! '' she cried as she felt a hot midst warhead fill her ass. Her holes tightened again as she climaxed feeling moving ridge of pleasure outpouring her unanimous body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all sweat now. Her articulatio humeri heaving. Her stage shakiness. Her arms shook. Feeling in a state of bliss almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would contract her next an unwelcome sound arose.
Or rather a want thereof. The rain was letting up. It had been quite a few minutes since it had heard the lowest temblor of thunder.
Without a back view it sprinted through the open window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to slide down to the floor.

The puppet still in the bird-scarer outfit sprinted through thr wood. Moving into the storm with open eyes and ears.
Back to hunting.

After another 20 minutes the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her ordeal. She could barely walk even and her head was still dizzy.
She started walking back home with her place her thong and a pull clear shirt.
She looked around seeing the perfectly torn apart deer. Her optic widened thinking it being a good mind she did n't run. Otherwise she to would be laying in in this field.
She honestly felt like a survior. And she felt no actual disgrace in what she did either.


The creature was eating bear it had just killed. Tearing into it. The masquerade lifted slightly. Its tentacles fully branished with talons loose shredding role of it to ribbons.
'' You seem like you could stimulate it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The monster jumped truly startled for null ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly hiss under the mask. The subject teeth where the throat once was grinding covered and dripping with origin. Staring at the marvellous slight placid man in a suit. A hat covering his eyes with an unnatural wide and precipitous smile with shark like teeth.
'' No need for that. I have something to offer you. '' *click*