Boarding schooltime Encounter
Chapter VII : Henrietta 's twat Tentacles Molests Her family
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"Answer me, Miss Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning at the stake from the spanking she gave me, my small breasts rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she have tentacles ? I heard her thoughts echo in my head, one of my new powers since I met Merita, the gay woman alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new acquaintance and fan Tabitha. We both were deep arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing pith to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were diminished automaton like the I inside my consistency repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

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

And I wanted to help her, I did, but I had problems of my own. While Miss Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so titillating about her hand smacking over and over on my can, the loud crack, the hotness reaching into my pussy and making me thrill with bliss. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that excitement made my pussy tentacles squirm. I tried to verify 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 girl Erma was so insistent that I also achieve my release.

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

Since the alien merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensible tentacles, as imperial as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my kitty-cat, eager to relate and caress a cleaning lady, to repulse her natural state with passion.

Before the masturbating class, I fucked Miss Erma with my tentacles, looking command of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her holes, ripping her frock off in the process. She gasped and moaned, my appendages reaming her bastard and pussy while the early eighteen-year-old educatee 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 freak ? Something that belonged in a traveling menagerie and not in a school for educating young woman. Yes, the school had broad insurance policy on lesbian delight, encouraging module and students to explore each other 's organic structure, to relieve each other 's hysterics.

To ready love to each other in the most puckish of manner.

But this ? I could hear the stupor in Miss Erma 's vocalisation as she stared at my twat, trying to recognise my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. Help me, Merita, I plead to the phonation that occupied my mind. What can I say ?

I do n't bonk, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the core meant the possibility of being stranded on my satellite. As a lot as she loved me and was glad she met, my mankind was so primitive. She talked about things I could n't even understand, that English people did n't even have words for.

I mean, there was n't even electrical energy in our school. It was too far from London or any other large city. We were lucky it had a railroad track and a telegraph post in the nearby town.

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

"Wonderful things,"Tabitha sighed. My redheaded woodpecker friend rolled over onto her cover, her round titty pillowing into two lentiginous mounds."Were n't they, fille Erma ? You loved them. You had such a release. Etta really cured the hysteric stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"young lady Erma admitted. She patted her hair gathered in a hard bun. It was still serious, held in piazza by various hairpins, but More than a few whorl had escaped as she thrashed."I can not abnegate that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am no-count, Miss Erma,"I said, a frisson running through my body."I ... I ..."Tears fell down my cheek."I tried to preserve them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

Tears fell hot down my cheeks. My vocalization choked up. I covered my case with my hands, feeling all the eyes on me, my red behind, and my pussy. The year all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

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

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

I tried to save speech production, but the tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting hand on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would interlock me up. mail me to one of those sanitarium. There was one near my house. So dark and foreboding. You could get wind the people inside screaming.

Then Miss Erma grasped me with pacify finger's breadth and pulled me onto my feet. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled boots, giving her a few more inches of height. My face pressed into her plenteous bosom. It was such a consolatory gesture 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 living. And what you did with them ... I have never had my hysterics cured with such vigour. Do n't cry."

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

"You 're not disgusting, right missy ?"

"Right, young woman Erma,"the fille chorused.

"This morn, she took my virginal membrane in the bath,"Peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delicious and gave me such an bubbling dismissal. It was quite satisfying. Even if it did disappoint Nurse Paige that my cherry was already plucked."

"They do look ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a stacked girl with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced girl with wide, downhearted eyes. I did n't know her name. She licked at her viscous fingers, her grey skirts clearly hiked over her knees.

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

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

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

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

"Did a gypsy curse you ?"another daughter asked."Or was it a fairy ?"

"The gentle ethnic music do have a mother wit of wit,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fag when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as part of her deviltry. That sounds like a great story to secern, Merita said, her articulation slightly more tortuous. Not so dispirit. narrate 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 bright and so hot, so I went to find it."That theatrical role 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 young lady Erma 's round white meat. Her mammilla was hard, rubbing on my impudence."It hatched and out came a fairy."

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

"Even on her fountainhead ?"the raven-haired girl asked.

"Yes. She did n't even cause supercilium. And her boob were round and her nipples were even dark purple. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As terrified 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 virginal membrane. I writhed in such wonderful cloud nine. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the young lady nodded their promontory. Since attending schoolhouse, the had all discovered the joys women could share with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, bore to sustain their first sexual climax or a second.

"That does sound amazing,"Miss Erma said, still stroking my back. 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 flavor of fille Erma 's naked body against mine. Her mamilla was right by my lips. I could lick her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my firing, that terrific moment of bubbling paroxysms, she merged with me."

"What ?"Miss Erma asked. Merged ? With a fairy ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one somebody. And the tentacles are her gift. Now I get to act with them. I get the joy of stroking a woman and plunging my appendages in and out of her cunny. To sweep up the wonderful spirit of silky flesh caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a tremendous feeling. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysteric, Miss Erma. I had my release, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The older woman shuddered."So you are possessed by a fairy. And one with tentacles. I am not fellow 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 anaesthetic hedonist beliefs."

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

She broke away from me, stepping back, her body flushed as her list flush clicked on the storey. She stared down at the shattered remains of her dress clinging about her hips, a frown appearing. She bent down, grasping a torn combat of cloth belonging to her undergarments.

"I am bad about the dress, Miss Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to contend my sexual climax, it caused me to fall back all control when it did finally happen."

"well, in light of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am More than gracious enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her lip."I think all of us can agree that we experienced such enthral today."

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

The former fille in the classroom nodded, their optic 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 girlfriend gasped."Her groin just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

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

"Christine,"she answered, blueing heart wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing Miss Erma 's bare physical structure has made me more than a little hysterical. And they do get participating when I feel those flutters."

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

"miss Erma,"Christine said, her eyes eager,"may we consume another demonstration of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so grateful if we could see them. Observe them. They are a remarkable discovery."

"Hmm,"young woman Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her prominent bosom jiggled, her mammilla so hard and inviting."I think that is a full way to drop grade. I rather doubt any of you missy are in the state of mind to study Latin today. And I, for one, and far too aroused to need to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a demonstration, Miss Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

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

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

She sighed. fountainhead, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to help oneself with my position. We just have to see those nanites before they cause too many job. Besides, it is not terrible here. I have pleasant company. I rather like being bonded with you.

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

Such a wonderful 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 fagot,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so aphrodisiac when she 's dreamy, especially the way she wiggles her hips. I could stare at her tail end all day. No wonderment men love watching cleaning woman walk.

My smile grew as I read Tabitha 's thoughts. I sensed hers more than others, probably because I felt so close down to her.

"So, this is how you get her pussy 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 whisker in two pigtails, it was easy for her to do.

I moaned, the soft touch of her sassing sending marvellous pleasance rippling down my torso. I undulated my pelvic arch, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of joy, her fingers tracing slow roach around my abdomen while I felt her hard nipples against my back and her fiery Down of pubic hair's-breadth tickling the cheeks of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one paw up and the former down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingerbreadth trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the stern of my right chest while the other stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles undulated inside of me, caressing my sensible cunny paries. Her fingerbreadth reached my favourable down and stroked through it, curling finely tomentum about her digit. She kissed me again, her touch still teasing me. juice wept down my thighs as one finger went gamy, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my ring of color, swirling across the pink mend for my nipple. Her other fingerbreadth moved crushed and scummy, reaching between my thighs and stroking past my cunny 's dent. I trembled in her embracing as her digit spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"aspect at how she trembles and moan,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their oculus full. The little girl licked their lips and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sighs. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy impudence 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 interior 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 figure, Etta."She stroked my clit faster."She really loves it when you do this. It really makes her go wild."

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

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

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my mammilla, adding more trembling joy to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entry of my kitty. Girls gasped, spotting the four purpleness appendage as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"face at how longsighted they are."

"And they 're dripping with her ointment. I bet they must savor remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"paeony moaned, her face contorting as she came on her fingers, her desk rocking.

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

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

Christine reached out with a hesitant hired hand. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a wonderful shiver through me. I groaned as her digit stroked me, gathering my cunny juices glistening like dew on the purple appendage. She brought her finger to her sassing, sucked on it.

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

"I know,"I said as I stood au naturel, the other female child leaning forward in their desks or craning their read/write head to see over their classmates."It 's all so intoxicating to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her headspring and bear on my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and down it as I shivered. My pussy clenched about my tentacles, the other three wiggling and writhing as her indulgent tactual sensation stirred yummy tingle down the appendage.

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

"Like mortal 's touching my nipple or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that raw ?"another girl asked, her eyes wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... filename extension of my pussy. It makes me feel amazing to allude and stroke others with them."

"And lease their virginal membrane ?"Peony asked.

"That is definitely a treat,"I nodded."Like Christmastide 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 violet tentacle, her blue middle flashing up to mine. Color burned even brighter in her pale impertinence as she made my early three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her tongue was so pleasant-tasting on my tentacle. And then she opened wide and sucked on it. I groaned, my back arching and my diminished breasts jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the lady friend squirm.

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

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

"But this isn't."

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

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

I shuddered as two daughter sucked my tentacles. Christine 's natural language danced while the brunette 's impertinence hollowed. She sucked so hard, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my length for as far as she could reach, her clenched fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

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

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

"What 's it feel like ?"

"Like soul is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."Better than having my nipples sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, delight, keep sucking. Oh, you are making me experience all fluttery."

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

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

This time, both her helping hand cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my shoulder. My belittled tits were the perfect size for her to cup. Her fingers swiped across my mounds and brushed my hard nipples. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

Juices dripped down my second joint. I squirmed, my two free tentacles writhing. I arched my neck as Christine and the brunet sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My stomach fluttered as the pleasure built.

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

nooky their cunnies, Merita moaned in my creative thinker. Oh, yes, let 's make this into one wild orgy of delectation. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was easy to contain them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the bottoms of their skirts. The girls sitting behind them craned their necks forward, huge smile on their lips.

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

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

"roll in the hay their cunnies,"my redheaded lover whispered in my ear, her natural language flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, thought Christine. To lose my maidenhead to her nance tentacles. This is puzzle. So hot.

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

Their thoughts poured into me, making me tremble with excitement. My tentacles disappeared beneath their skirts and petticoat. It was warm beneath their clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad sura, sliding up their stage to their genu and then to their bare thighs.

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

I was so close to cumming.

I stroked up both girl 's second joint. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood closer to her. I savored the flavor of her silky second joint as the tip of my tentacle reached both young lady'cunnies. Their curly pubic tomentum massaged the ends of my tentacles. It was such a wicked delight.

I came.

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

"She 's had her handout,"paeony groaned."Look at her."

The effervescent pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their pussy. I slipped into the brunet without any drive, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my hammer. She moaned and spasmed. The blind drunk feel of her pussy caressing my tentacle sent another salvo of convulsion through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunette thought, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, noble, this is so wrong. So wonderfully wrong.

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

But I could n't help oneself it. Not when Christine moaned in my mind, Yes, yes, ask my hymen. I need it in me.

As my coming peaked inside me, bathing my mind with delight, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's maidenhead gave a valiant engagement. The black-haired girl moaned about my tentacle, her lingua fluttering hard against it as her tissue layer stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a char now, Christine screamed in my idea 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 orgasms bursting out of my pussy. The pleasance radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, taut bosom of their cunnies.

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

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

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

Tabitha, and her wonderful breasts, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in heaven. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's compressed, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety press of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my vertebral column. I groaned, loving how unholy it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her script reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my sass, reminding me of young lady Erma 's grand hand falling over and over on my backside. I squirmed, my eyes fluttering. whine of delight explosion from my mouth. I trembled. My oculus fluttered. Such rattling, luscious pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, call back Tabitha as she pressed her lip between the cheeks of my ass.

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

That was Nice, I agreed as Tabitha 's tongue licked lower and modest through my tornado, nearing my dirty sphincter.

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

It felt so racy to feel her tongue forget me drug it. Trembles shook my body and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two little girl'cunnies, my dead body shaking. The shudders popped my process out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her body quaking as my free tentacle writhed in the air."So trade good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so trench in my cunt. This is amazing. So much bettor than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

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

"You have a tentacle discharge,"gasped a cinnamon-haired beauty whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her fingers from her pussy and darted froward, her dark-gray skirts swishing about her thigh, part of her hem stuck on her petticoats, showing the snow-covered garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her skirts and underskirt, revealing a bright-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

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

I could n't resist Leonora 's proffered cunny. I shoved my free tentacle between her legs, stroking at the hot flesh of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a phone line of emollient trickling down my member. Such delight ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

My eyes widened. My tentacles were buried in three dissimilar 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 kitty as the miss stumbled forward, her sticky digit grasping my shoulders.

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

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her head lolled back."Oh, sweet Lord. I ... I ..."

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

The brunette 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my nous. Her face contorted with joy she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my process to my pussy. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter muscle ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my intestine, her fingers digging into my ass.

So many inputs. It was all so much.

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

I beamed as I savored all the yucky delights shooting through my soundbox. Tabitha 's natural language probed into my asshole, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning bliss to my twat. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a final time, and then she slumped out of her desk to the floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So good,"she groaned.

"free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a kick to get to me as I pulled my member out of the brunette 's spasming twat. juice dripped from it as the girls surrounded us. Another blonde, her hair in ringlets, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunet 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one bridge player, the other frantically yanking up her gray doll. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped miss with huge, green eyes reached the fourth tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those eyes begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my head spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new kitty. They engulfed my appendages in hot, sozzled, feminine delight.

Four kitty-cat, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's bridge player tightened on my shoulders as her face twisted with mania. She leaned over and kissed me gruelling on the sassing as her hips writhed, her purulent clenching on my outgrowth. The saucy-lipped lady friend moaned, her mouth opened wide as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my asshole harder and harder, the pleasance bursting through me.

I came again.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned, breaking the osculation with Leonora, my vocalisation echoing through the room."It 's soooo honorable. Four cunnies on my tentacles."

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The beau rippled down the member and into the four girls'kitty. All four of them shuddering in cushion. Their persuasion spilled into my mind, all four girls screaming their seventh heaven as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the meretricious in my mind as her sassing sang out tongueless blissfulness for the entire school to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her flesh spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my head exploding with so many sensations. Stars danced around my head. The room swam. Tabitha 's hands clenched on my ass, the pain in the neck the solitary thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

It was wonderful. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to maintain cumming.

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

A new cunny to fuck. I rammed my tentacle into the girl, not even knowing who it was. I did n't care whose pussy I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty daughter. Leonora 's cinnamon hair swept across my knocker. Her lips latched onto my teat. She sucked on my nub.

One to a greater extent sensation swirling through me.

Etta 's ass taste so good, thought Tabitha.

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

Her tentacle is so deep in me. I 'm going to bear 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 coming outburst through me. My tentacles were so sensitive, and the girl 's cumming pussy had set me off again.

The room reeked of hot cunt. A wonderful, passionate scent. daughter'hands touched me, stroked me. mortal else nibbled on my arcsecond teat. A hand caressed my unblock tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A girlfriend moaned as I penetrated her.

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

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the stallion time.

I lost rail of my orgasms. I was so silly. The moans of girls serenaded me. I caught glimpses of naked, girlish flesh pressed together. necking, licking, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own ways to think of themselves.

young lady Erma was in the heart, holding Leonora and Peony to her bosom while the brunette tongued her pussy. She had a look of toothsome joy on her brass as I fucked and writhed and came so hard. It was an saturnalia of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chairman. The room spun around me. Girls panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such Brobdingnagian smiles on their rim. 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 risque it was to taste it on her backtalk. Today was such a wonderful day.

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

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

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the computer has estimation. But I fear the nanites have infected a local. And ...

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

Merita hesitated. I do n't be intimate. It could mutate them. Change their bodies on a molecular level.

breakwater ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of midget mote divided into elements based on their composition. These factor James Bond together. Like iron or atomic number 79 or carbon paper or oxygen. These are elements. And when they chemical bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a combining of gases. The most salient is made of a pair of Nitrogen atoms. The future most is made of two Oxygen speck, which your body shift down to fire your metabolism, and in the process you exhale a gas made out of a carbon paper atom and two Oxygen particle as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your consistence is made up of to a greater extent molecules, mostly Carbon and H, with Calcium, potassium, Fe, and other elements. The nanites can modify these speck. It is how they 're replacing the Calcium in your back and repairing the nerves severed in your physical structure. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

Sounds scarey. Okay, we 'll sneak out after dinner. Only one Thomas More form to go. Philosophy taught by girl Marilynn.

okay, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the mind of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their nous were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's kitty, connected to Daisy and Holland gin, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to rule more connective. The voice needed more.

The four did n't question it. Their thoughts ran from one to the former, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to happen the ship. They had to be complete again. But they had no idea where the ship was or how to name themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallways of Kensington embarkation School. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maid, and Geneve and Emaleine were pupil. There were Thomas More daughter and women to get in touch to here. The third tentacle sprouted from her pussy undulated beneath her skirt, eager to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud stride thudded behind them, heeled iron heel ringing on the Lucy Stone of the building. somebody walked with a brisk stride, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their snatch. Connection was such a bliss. It was rattling to unite with another woman, to slip their metal tentacles into her cunny and palpate the electric car, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back heterosexual person, her beautiful, mature face set as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three companions. The headmistress marched forward, her hair pulled back into a slopped, black bun. It would throw intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were to a greater extent. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the quadruplet."You came with telling testimonial. They all described you as punctual and rock-steady, not a woman that misses almost her stallion first day of teaching."The headmistress 's oculus flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, rumpled nature of Marilynn 's greenness clothes."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for women,"Marilynn answered, the other three fighting not to talk with her.

"Searching ... for adult female ?"Edna Neville took a step closer, standing right before Marilynn with only a foot or so separating them."Just because this school is liberal in the sexual pleasure we allow the staff and students to lock in is n't an alibi for you to abandon your tariff. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's thirdly tentacle slithered out beneath her dress, slid across the floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's chick, and reached up for her snatch. Marilynn trembled, rapt 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 kitty-cat.

"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 tone back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her pussy, giving her such pleasance."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, Almighty, that 's good."

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

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

At that moment, course 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 little girl in the crowd gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their wench and thrust into their cunt. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed cryptic into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the third little girl, let out a Brobdingnagian moan of bliss.

The early students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their associate classmates and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their climax and the mo of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their words echoing over the educatee as four became eight, the nanites surging into new hosts and going to forge. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to qualify her eubstance with more efficaciousness. The intervals shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the backlog of metal from the casing of the pig core.

In a handful of minutes, the eight went in hunt of more than to link to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...