It was once human. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its life as a human being only lived on through a couple memories. almost of its human life-time was forgotten. It mainly staged swamps and lakes though.
One of its death memory of a human was being in a lab. infliction. Being tortured. That was when the mouth appeared where his throat was. It took about a week. But it ended up meeting his first mouthpiece making a three-sided gape filled with three-sided dentition. His clapper long and absolve. It even remembered when his arms rent open into three different appendages. The bones receding to form an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such nuisance. His wooden leg cracked into a bipedal state.
Since then he needed to be in water. Thin scales formed and its muscular tissue became dense. Now it was able to bend steel. Run through the woods like a moongoose on open road. Trap and kill. A telepathic ability to see into the nous of its victims. As they die their whole life blink of an eye in its psyche. The start to the puppet desensitized state of carnage. Another sentiency it had developed was a horse sense of mental prompting. Planting thoughts into its victim mind. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for days now. Since 1970. It had no hint what year it was now however.
After its leak it had been running and hunting ever since.
It was effective. Dangerous, and rarely thought anymore. It had attacked many humans. Killed few. Only in winters where the thirstiness took over.
In smack storm however it was loose to go as far as it wanted for as long as it wanted. Following the system for as long as it could.
It had been in a swamp for the past tense calendar week hunting fish here and there. Implanting persuasion to deer to tope 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 first 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.
wintertime and trees and gathered acorns flashed through its psyche. Seconds it was gone.
hiss 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. Wearing grey and trimmed White person booty poor made of spandex. A sports bra that made her cleavage saltation. She was a mulatto missy with carmel skin and pink nails. Her whisker tussled in a ponytail and wearing white sneakers.
She ran down this road everyday. She had seen the clouds in the distance but figured the rain would just occur them by.
She was a bit alarm when the rain started to fall and thunder sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could use up sanctuary at.

It popped out of the treeline its optic darting around.
An old farm the paint long gone. A duo windows broken out. A straw man post outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the open barn.
To no avail however did it see animals to eat.
Not until it heard a cervid bleating outside.
Its headland racked around and in an instant the creature was out of the door.
The cervid took a few tone forward surveying its surroundings when the wight tackled it to the ground. The cervid did n't even get to grizzle in dissent as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no clip. It took division of meat at a fourth dimension. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney spikelet came from its tentacles and ripped open the shape as the tentacles tightened around the beat animal.
It fed for a duad minutes before it sensed something else near.
It looked over seeing a woman.

Kim jogged up looming around as the pelting intesnsified. She saw something laying on the reason over in the field. But she honestly did n't care to check the stain of interest. 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 time in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the keep room.
wino 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 level had old stained rugs. The footling piece of furniture that was left was trashed pull and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a bowl of smack passed.
She looked over to see the straw man in the rocking chair. She smiled casually spitting on the rot trading floor. She shook her head teacher before walking to the stairs where she could watch the storm from up stairs.

The brute saw a lot of flesh. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another feeling long forgotten.
It slithered through an clear window.
It slowly approached the scarecrow. Putting a tendril to the spit a memory board flashed past its mind.
A computer memory of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a tilt to its head. A potato sackful with two circular eyeholes ripped. A jackolatern oral fissure sewn in calamitous. An an old worn leather hat.

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

The creature watched at the soaking wet girl slowly descend down the stairs. A loud crush of the wood pressing together with each step.
Her eyes peering around unmindful to it.

Kimberly did n't see anyone yet when she got down the step.
She stopped herself from saying something, nervous.
She finally spoke up.
'' Hello ? ``
The howl of the wind was the only when reponse, followed by a low rumbling of thunder.
She looked to the scarecrow seeing it was soaked.

The creature sent its thoughts out to her.
'' Its nothing. ``

She scoffed at `` herself '' before saying.
'' It probably was wet before I came in. I dunno. ``
She turned around taking a stair. She felt something under her invertebrate foot and looked down seeing the scarecrows hat at her feet. She then felt a blotto breeze from the busted open window.

The creature watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her swag poor with wide hips and narrow down 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 rode it up.
A overplus of memories of sex when it was alive popped into its judgement. And her retentivity of the act as well.
Throwing into her nous, `` whatever that was will belt down me. ``

Kimberly popped up, fear taking over. She spun around seeing the scarecrow standing before her.
She took a single step back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with wide eyes.
'' Go to your human knee. '' it croaked.
Her handwriting were up wanting to advertize it and run. But a primeval sense of natural selection and fearfulness of death she slowly went to her stifle, closing her eyes.
The animate being retentiveness had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its member. Slick long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a tone forward. She opened her sass to call something when it shoved its appendage into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes slam receptive looking at the cock sliding into her backtalk. She tried to protest but the phallus kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the crown of one of its tentacles to put pressure level on the back of her head.
She closed her middle again trying to let out a wow her manpower up in disgust. But its grip kept her head bobbing back and Forth River. Feeling her diffuse wet sassing. Panicy little clapper moving about. Her sass a cowcatcher along its penis. The vibrations from her mouth.
It groaned in a mystifying gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its other wrist would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her support flavour her stable frame of easy flesh.
It stared down at the curves of her bum arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her go slowly and firmly going down to her snatch. Feeling her snatch under the spandex.
Its tentacle curved and wriggled into her.

Kimberly suddenly stopped struggling so much. veneration of how it was reaching her ass even though it was stand straight. Her eyes flicked up seeing the tentacles coming out of the sleeves.
'Oh my god ! It 's a sleep with monster !'her mind screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and violation. She knew she was in dead on target trouble. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any form of mental judging she summited to it. She closed her center and began to blow on its member. Feeling its tentacle rubbing and writhing on her slit.
She felt her pussy begin to get hot. She began to move her hip around not really in control of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to move. She however knew, her dead body was responding.
Which caused her to suck harder. She sucked and slurped grasping its member.
Another tentacle revealed itself and whapped her flop ass cheek.
She felt the tentacle at her slit slowly move up and slip into her spandex shorts down her crack again. Then down her thigh wrapping around the spandex short. Tearing them from her supple body. Only leaving a white thong.
Wincing at the pain sensation of the short being torn off of her she slid her script back to moving the thong to the one of her ass cheeks.
Its first tentacle slowly touched her wet hot cunt.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to enter her kitty-cat as she gave out a moan.
The other tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to skid between her ass cheeks. backrest and forth it slide before turning the tip of its tendril into her asshole.

Kimberly was already moaning on its cock from the tentacle wiggling in her slit. She was never a huge fan of anal however its tentacle slide in swiftly with not as very much pain as she imagined. Maybe it was the awe. Or the rising pleasure from her pussy. Or a survival outlook making her feeling less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling good former then losing her breathing place a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a loudly healthy smack.
Her eyes began to flutter back a bit her breathe being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the monster shoot a payload into her backtalk. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. to the highest degree of it already draining down her throat.
Another loading splattered her segmentation as it slowly slither between her tits.
The absolve tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this time pushing its talons to the Earth's surface and rupture the front of the shirt unfastened. It retracted the talons that ran along the edges 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 moment tentacles seizing each body part and her mind to the table.
Its incredibly Brobdingnagian knife slid out from under the mask shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her dulcet garden. Staring at her fleshy buttocks. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its tongue around for a few seconds before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it member into her pussy. Two of its tentacles sliding around her costa and grasping her freed breasts. The were rich and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her sassing. The monstrosity began to pound sign against her organic structure hard. Another wrapping around her waistline. And the lastly one slithered around her left second joint and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its appendages were occupy exploring every minuscule crevice of the poor girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sense. Her tit were ilk diamonds. Her whole eubstance covered in goosebumps. An orgasm rising fast. The tentacle wrapping around her waistline pushed and pulled her organic structure onto its member.

It kept ramming her having never felt anything like this. Her leg was so overweight and indulgent. Her mouth felt pose. It had two tentacles wrapped around her boob sliding them around them. Then it felt how hard her nipples were. Intriguing the creature it used the tips of its tendrils to flick and fondle her difficult nipples.
The response was almost immediate. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her twat and ass tightened up. Her pussycat 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 white meat poked her titty lightly. It could feel how it effected her.
She started to rub her second joint together lifting one pes. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to fuck her faster and faster now feeling its own pleasance rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the member and tentacle. Her ass was so a good deal tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such acute orgasms. Feeling pure pleasure from both jam 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 boldness with strewn saliva from her wet lips 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 everlasting white meat. It pressed her ample ass cheeks together around its pumping member.
She moaned louder and louder feeling another sexual climax on the rise.
'' Ugh ! Ugh ! I'm-I- gon na -- c-c-cuuum ! '' she cried as she felt a hot thick lading fill her ass. Her muddle tightened again as she climaxed feeling waves of pleasure rising tide her whole body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all travail now. Her shoulders heaving. Her legs palpitation. Her arms shook. Feeling in a state of bliss almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would take her side by side an unwelcome sound arose.
Or rather a deficiency thereof. The rainwater was letting up. It had been quite a few hour since it had heard the last quake of thunder.
Without a back thought it sprinted through the unfastened window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to sink to the floor.

The tool still in the scarer outfit sprinted through thr forest. Moving into the violent storm with open oculus and ears.
binding to hunting.

After another 20 second the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her ordeal. She could barely walk even and her brain was still dizzy.
She started walking back home with her shoes her thong and a ripped undecided shirt.
She looked around seeing the dead torn apart deer. Her center widened thinking it being a good theme 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 factual shame in what she did either.


The fauna was eating bear it had just killed. Tearing into it. The masquerade party lifted slightly. Its tentacles fully branished with talons loose shredding character of it to ribbons.
'' You seem like you could have it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The ogre jumped truly startled for nothing ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly hiss under the masquerade party. The open dentition where the pharynx once was grinding covered and dripping with stemma. Staring at the tall cut placid man in a suit. A hat covering his eyes with an unnatural wide and sharp smile with shark like teeth.
'' No need for that. I have something to offer you. '' *click*