“ Coda, I 'm sensing a distress signal from sector 51. ``
'' Alright Nate, take us there. ``
'' Roger that. Computer, set a course to sector 51. ``
Our spaceship lurched, changing directions to head towards our new destination.
My name 's Coda, and I 'm a space pirate ship alongside my mate, Nate. We spend our days and nights scouring the Brobdingnagian reaches of space in hunt of dough, food and hapless captives to tie up and molest for our pleasure. Sounds brutal ? Maybe, but being in space for so retentive, with so little company tends to do some twisted things to your soul. Once boredom solidifying in, you 'll really understand how twisted human being sexuality can be, and just what kinds of circuitous sexual Acts of the Apostles you 'll pass water someone perform just for the thrill of it. It 's suspicious, because we actually used to be pretty good hoi polloi. Nate was once a far-famed scientist, and I, an solid psychologist. Strange how life always takes you where you least await to go. I certainly had n't studied psychology with the expectation that respective yr later, I 'd be scouring blank space as a misuse sex-starved space pirate.
You might ask, why do n't Nate and I just have sex with each other ? Well, we 've agreed that it 's in both our professional person pastime, that we keep our filthy hands off of one another. It 's way more fun to lay down person do something they do n't need to anyways. Besides, our dupe often get off on it just as a lot as we do. It does n't matter how lots they protest at world-class. By the time we 're done with them, they 're begging us for more. That 's the best portion. The looks in their eye when they realize they 've been corrupted, and that they 'll never again be satisfied with tame vanilla sex. Man, we really are the worst.
In clock time, our spaceship arrived at the web site of the distress signaling. It was coming from what looked like a inquiry station : an artificially-built satellite about the size of a small complex. They were far from culture, housed up to ten the great unwashed max, and were generally pretty loaded. In other password, the pure quarry for the two of us.
I turned to Nate.
'' So, the usual design ? ``
'' lure them into a fictitious sense of security, stun all of them, take everything that 's not bolted down, abduct the 1 that look like they 'll be the most fun to torment ? ``
'' That 's the one. ``
We sent their station a signal, indicating that we 've come to aid. time passed by without any sort of response.
'' Think it could be a trap ? ``
'' Could be. What if we 're the ones who end up getting captured and molested this sentence ? ``
'' That might be fun in its own way. Let 's go for it. ``
We prepared ourselves to display panel the station. Nate was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, and beige cargo pants. His jet-black hair was pulled back within a stylish green bandanna. I had on a red tankful top accenting my breast and exposing my stomach, and blotto, form-fitting black short pants that left little to the imagination. It 'll be useful as a distraction against guys ( and sometimes girls ) if it came down to it. We were both armed with stun accelerator, meant to handicap a mark for hours.
Bracing ourselves for the risky, we connected with the station, and opened the air lock, granting us passage inside. A dimly-lit, hazy corridor greeted us. Looks like the station was on second-stringer powerfulness. There was no one around, giving off an eerie atmosphere with how mute and deserted the place was. After all, there had to be somebody here that sent that distress signal, right ?
I slipped in, keeping my gun trigger finger at the ready. Nate was a couple paces behind, quick to back me up if it came down to a gun-fight. As far as we could differentiate, there was n't anything overly out of the ordinary. Temperature was pattern, atmosphere was breathable, zippo seemed wrecked or broken. In a way, that just made it even more eery. Especially considering we had n't seen a one soul yet.
'' Hey Nate, can you run a baulk for any major life-forms on this station ? ``
'' Nope. surety 's pretty tight, and there 's no power for it anyways. Does n't appear like I 'm even able to air any messages. ``
'' So we 'll just throw to keep looking around. Keep an eye out for anything valuable. ``
We continued our search of the post 's inner. We were currently on the uppermost trading floor out of three tier. The access item to the deeper levels were sealed off, as we soon discovered. So we found ourselves an emergency access hatch that will take us inscrutable. It was cramped and black, like a ventilation gibe, since it 's not meant for veritable use. Nate went in first, being the bigger and boring one, with me taking up the rear. That way, if anything comes at us from inside the shaft, I can retreat back the way we came, leaving Nate to ... handle whatever 's attacking us. Well, it 's preferable to having both of us trapped, right ?
We reached a fork in the way of life. Nate chose the one that would fetch us nigher to the stairs, and we continued. But as we were coming around a crimp ... was it just my imagination, or did something flicker by behind us ?
'' Hey Nate, I think I saw something just now, in the path that we did n't use up. ``
'' You want to go back and train it out ? ``
'' No. If it 's hostile, I wo n't be capable to do much in these sloshed one-quarter. Let 's just get out of this thing first. It 's giving me the creeps. ''
If I really had seen something, it did n't conform to us. We found an exit to the light beam not too far from where the stairs were. There, a rather faze flock awaited us. Bodies, presumably of the station 's occupier. Three in total. Two were sprawled on the base face-down ; a man and a woman. Another was leaning against the wall, a male by the look of it. Making sure there was n't anything else in the room with us, we investigated. In the dim lighter, I saw something that might 've made me laugh in any other situation.
"Hey Nate, check out their pants. ``
'' Huh ? Oh, figures you 'd appear there. ``
'' What 're you talking about ? Do n't try to tell me you were n't looking either. ``
The crotches of the trouser for all three of them were wet. Like they 'd micturate themselves, or ejaculated. Maybe even both. On top of that, their exposed skins were covered with some kind of weird slime residue. That said, they were still breathing, but unresponsive. No topic how much we shook them or slapped their cheeks, facial or ass, they would n't wake up up.
'' Hey coda, do n't these people seem variety of ... violated ? ``
He was right wing. I pulled down the girl 's pants, poking around her genitals a bit, then snuck a digit between her ass-cheeks and fingered around.
'' Whoa, do n't stick your unhurt hand in there. ``
'' I wo n't. Who knows if I 'll get it back."
But her anal retentive anatomical sphincter definitely felt kind of loose. Poking around, I brought my finger out and held it up. The same slime residue from before.
'' Her backdoor 's kinda drafty. ``
'' Yeah, these two as well. You think we have some kind of rapist monster on this station somewhere ? ``
'' Either that, or these guy cable got some pretty hard-core initiation rituals. I 'm going to bet the former. ``
We checked their bodies for any kind of utile particular. Finding goose egg of apparent economic value, we went back to searching the floor for anything worthwhile : survivors, booty, or even the freak itself.
***
There was n't anything really noteworthy on the second floor. We did rule two more trunk. They were alert, but unconscious mind, just like the others. They also had tracing of sludge all over their bodies. Though interestingly enough, we did n't see the sludge anywhere else. Just on the physical structure of the comatose victim. more than distressingly, we did n't find anything overly valuable. I mean, there was research equipment and the likes, but almost were bolted down and unprocurable during emergency index musical mode. The most we could nab were maybe a couple mental test tubes. Hardly deserving our time.
'' deprivation to just cut our losses and call for back a guy and a girl, Coda ? ``
'' No way. Who knows what happened to them or whether they 'll wake up. Besides, you really want to drag one or two of those organic structure through the emergency admittance shaft ? '' `` Good point. So preserve going ? ``
'' Yeah. I want to see for myself what this rapist teras looks like. Maybe we can kidnap it and use it to entertain anyone else we kidnap. ``
'' You are dreadful. ``
'' You would 've thought of it if I did n't. ``
We reached the stair. Unlike the spirit level one stairway, this one was n't sealed off. The third storey was n't very big, so maybe seal were n't requisite. I took the jumper cable, descending downwards with Nate covering my back. Even down here, it does n't seem like there was anything waiting for us. It was as eerie and quiet as the previous base we 've been on.
'' Maybe whatever was here left before we came. ``
'' But what about whoever sent that distress sign ? Think they escape too ? ``
'' If so, then this would 've all been a disconsolate waste of clock time. ``
Our hunt of the one-third floor seemed as fruitless as the first and second. That is, until we found a locked door. One that suggested there might 've been someone hiding behind it. I hailed the door 's intercom.
'' Hello ! Is anyone in there ? We 're here to deliver you ! ``
A bit later, we got a response.
'' Is it safe out there ? Is the creature gone ? ``
It sounded like a charwoman 's voice.
'' We have n't seen anything. feeling pretty secure. ``
'' Really ? Okay, I 'm opening it. ``
With a whoosh, the door slid open. Behind it was a short, mousy-looking gentlewoman. She was a dead ringer for stereotypical nerdy scientist, complete with a white research coat and coke bottle trash. That said, she was definitely pretty, with a sheeny auburn ponytail that made me a bit overjealous with my rough, spiky blonde cut.
'' Who are you two ? ``
'' Police. We got your distress signal and came to inquire. What happened here ? ``
'' Wait, it might still be out there."
Looking around to reach for certain it was safe, she ushered us in and locked the door. We were inside the supply room. It seemed like it contained mainly spare parting and food token. Again, nothing overly priceless or worth hauling back up, to our ever growing disappointment.
'' Okay. We should be condom in here for now. My name 's Lana. ``
She looked at us suspiciously.
'' Where are your uniforms ? ``
'' We 're off-duty and just happened to be in the area. I 'm finale, and this is Nate. What happened here ? ``
'' Long story short, our enquiry specimen escaped and started ... incapacitating the other researchers. I was the only one who got away, by locking myself in here. ``
'' Can you tell us about that escaped research specimen of yours ? ``
'' There 's not too lots I can tell you, since it 's secret. It 's an contrived bio-mass, about as big as a large dog, with multiple tentacles. Try not to touch it, or the ooze it leaves behind if you can aid it. ``
'' What, why ? What happens if you touch it ? ``
'' Um ... it 's confidential. ``
'' Nope, that 's not going to do at all. Nate and I have already touched more than our fair plowshare of it. spill it, lady. ``
'' W-W-Well it 's ... um ... well it 's not toxicant or anything like that ! It 's just ... it might be ... distracting ? Anyways, I really ca n't say it, so please just entrust me. ``
Nate and I glanced at each former. Considering the state of the bodies upstairs, it 's a somewhat safe bet to take on we 've got a raper tentacle devil. Sounds like we 're getting a new pet for our ship.
'' Please do n't spite the specimen. It 's not a threat. ... At least, I guarantee it wo n't wipe out you. ``
'' well, that 's reassuring. The bodies upstairs certainly did n't appear like they were dying. ``
Lana startled at this, then adjusted herself.
'' Um ... I know it 's difficult to take my Holy Scripture on this, but please. That research specimen is quite crucial and must n't occur to any harm."
"Well, whatever. In any sheath, we need to get out of here. Can you keep up with us ? ``
'' I-I 'll try. ``
We exited the provision way, set to track down down and capture our very own tentacle monster. plunk for up to the second story, and over to where the emergency access hatch laid. As we passed by the bodies of the passed-out researchers, Lana started,
'' Is there any way we can take them with us ? I do n't think it 'd be right hand to bequeath them here. ``
'' No, not while that creature of yours is running around loose. showtime we get you to base hit. Then we 'll see about detaining that animate being. ``
'' Okay ... remember, do n't harm it. You can stun it if you need to, but do n't harm it. ``
I 'll be honest, region of me does palpate bad about some of the thing Nate and I do. Lana really was so uninitiate. She did n't appear to distrust at all that we might be lying about being police policeman. Being cooped up in a lab researching all the time probably does that to your sound judgement. Well, it 's finely. Once she finds out, she can retrieve of this as a lesson in realness. It could be a lot speculative. She could 've ended up with human being traffickers, sold to the highest bidder, and who knows what 'll happen to her after that ? As far as blank space pirates go, our treatment of captives is probably one of the best.
We went back up the admittance shaft : Nate in front, Lana in the middle, and me taking up the tail. I recalled earlier when I thought I had saw something moving in here. Was it the tentacle tool ? I do n't love if I 'd be capable to fight it off properly if it were to snipe us right now. We still do n't even know what this matter looks like, for that matter.
Making our way back to the forking, Nate led the way up to the top grade. My eyes wandered down that darkness tunnel, the one that we had n't taken. We had n't seen the puppet anywhere else, so maybe down there ...
'' Nate, take Lana back to the ship. I 'm checking it out. ``
'' Suit yourself. Lana, let 's go. ``
'' Remember, if you see the animal, do n't hurt it ! ``
I watched as they made their way up, vanishing around a Bend. Should I have waited trough I had Nate 's backup ?"Lana had said the puppet was n't a terror, and I do n't remember she 's cagy enough to lie in this office. But the way those early investigator had been violated ... I 'll be honest, it 's really just a contrary oddment that 's pushing me to assay it out on my own. I wonder what it 'd be like, to do it with a tentacle puppet ?
Swallowing my care, I crawled further down the black tunnel, headed towards where I saw the creature last.
***
There was enough blank space for me to crawl about on all four, and I was diminished enough that I could turn around if need be. That said, I was willing to bet that I would n't be able to outmanoeuvre that creature if I encountered it in here. After all, the researchers outside seemed like they were all taken by surprise. Not to mention three of them were n't enough to turn back it. Though I 'm storm they did n't take in a contingency design in instance something like this happened. The only safety measure I 've seen is the stamp on the steps between floor one and two. Which is moot when you consider that it was capable to get into the emergency brake admission shaft. Were they just caught completely unprepared for this affair ?
Slinking deeper into the darkness, I rounded the bend.
...
There it was. A mass of long, inkiness tentacles bunched up into a pile. Really, it looked like it was all tentacles. I could n't tell if there was even any kind of primary dead body. As Lana had said, it was about the size of it of a prominent dog, filling up about half of the putz 's crawlspace.
It did n't seem to remark me, though there was n't much of a way for me to differentiate. At to the lowest degree, if it did, it was ignoring me. From here, I could easily snipe it with my stun gun. But if I waited money box it was touching me, the galvanising charge from stunning it would get me too. I suppose logically, I really should 've shot it then and there. However, my rarity soon took over, and I set down my gun, then started crawling towards the mass of dark tentacles. You might guess I 'm insane. You might be right.
I had barely moved into its scope when without monition, it leapt at me ! All I could see was a bustle of tentacles, as they latched onto my weapon and upper eubstance, causing me to lose my Libra the Balance and tip down, face-first. Next matter I know, it 's planted right on my book binding, pushing me down to the floor.
'' Rrrraaaah ! ``
I struggled and raised my hips, trying to throw it off."But I might as well be trying to tear my own clothes off, for how unwaveringly it was attached to me. It felt spongelike, and slimy, like an devilfish. But were an octopus'branch really this warm and thick ? Each of its tentacles were duncical than my big toe, and there were Sir Thomas More of them than I could go for to count. There is no way I 'm winning in a sightly fight against this thing. Heck, even if we were n't inside a crawlspace, I 'd still take in no chance of fighting it off !
I felt its slimy tentacles sliding into my armoured combat vehicle top, rubbing against both my titty and my shoulder joint blade. There were tentacles encircling my neck and my waist, preventing me from getting away. Slimy member were locked around my forearms and nestling inside my armpits. They were nosing into my slopped short and running themselves lewdly all over my butt. Some were even dipping down and sneaking into my shoes, squirming ticklishly against my soles and squeezing themselves between my toes. Every breathing spell I took brought in a pungent smell, like moist wood.
I grabbed whatever tentacles were in reach, and squeezed as hard as I could, wondering if it could even feel anything. In response, it flailed about wildly, slipping and sliding within my reach, reminding me all too vividly of a very excited gumshoe. Of grade, the merely appropriate response here was to squeeze and pump as fast and as hard as I could, riling it up to the max ! I could sense it squirming excitedly, slime squeezing out between my fingers and running down my wrist. The other tentacles started writhing faster too. A clustering of them wrapped themselves around my knee, and suddenly my legs were being raised up and spread out, opening up my crotch and contamination to the perverted monster 's whims. Immediately, several thick, slimy appendage went after my let down openings. Some were balked by the protection of my shorts. But others were figuring out how to get inside, and the ones that did were soon stuffing themselves into my ass and pussy, their ugly covering making the everlasting lubrication.
No thing how much I thrashed about, I could n't break rid from its grasps. I was completely lost, unable to do anything but let it chevvy and violate me to its hearts substance, if it even had a heart. This ... this was everything I would 've wanted from a perverted tentacle monster. I cried out and bucked some more, completely immersed in the joy of being stroked and rubbed allover my stamp consistence, wallowing in the knowledge that I was absolutely unable to dissent, no issue how unbearably tender it felt. I was a minuscule bit afraid, but also extremely aroused. My crotch must 've been flooding with my juices,"... not that it mattered with all the slimy lubrication the monster was rubbing me down with.
Something weird was happening. It felt like my body was getting to a greater extent and more sensible over time. I was n't getting any more than used to its care than when it started. ... No, it was definitely starting to get worse. Or better. It was already amazing enough having so many slimy outgrowth writhing all over my helpless consistency, pushing themselves in and out of my mother fucker and vagina. But now it was feeling so much more pronounced ... like I could order exactly where each tentacle was caressing me, where I was being squeezed and fondled. It was too a great deal for my nous to get by with. I started losing control of my bodily functions, vaguely cognisant that I was peeing my short circuit, that I was drooling all over the tentacles in presence of my font. Some of them noticed, and immediately thrust themselves into my mouth, teasing all over the inside as my knife pushed ineffectively against them, trying to storm them out. A present moment later, my spit itself was engulfed in tentacle teasing, the sensory faculty, lewd and overbearing. It tasted mellifluous and salty, almost like cum. In fact, this creature was starting to break me the mental picture of just being a hoi polloi of writhing cock that continually secreted cum-like guck. I got an idea, and started to grind my teeth against my mouthpiece tentacles, provoking them into writhing even more franticly, to my ever growing satisfaction.
Where was Nate, anyways ? If he comes to deliver me, I hope he at to the lowest degree lets me end up here first. Not that it 'll involve very long at this rate. I was quickly approaching sexual climax, spurned on by the slimy and satisfying tone of tentacles all over my body, and inside all of my openings. Closer, and faithful ...
*BZZZZZZT ! *
A painful electric shock ran through me, throwing me out of my excited state. All at once, the tentacles detached from me, the monster jumping off my back as it tried to get away. Nate was ready, shooting it with another stun round, this fourth dimension knocking it out.
'' NAAAATTTTTEEEEEE ! ! ! I was n't FINISHED YET ! ! !"
"Sorry finale, but I heard from Lana. If you start climaxing while its secretions are in your arrangement, you wo n't contain until you go into a comatoseness. That 's what happened to all those early research worker. ``
'' That 's delicately ! Let it dishonour me into a coma then ! What am I going to do with this hot pants now ! ? ``
'' make unnecessary it for Lana ?"
"Lana ! ? ... Oh right. Yeah, effective Call there. Would n't need to overlook that. ``
Resisting the urge to masturbate right hand then and there, I fixed myself up, wiping off as much of the slime as I could. Together, we started dragging the tentacle teras back up to our ship. It really was just a sight of tentacles. How does it eat anyways ? Does it flow off sexual pleasure or something ? Maybe Lana can explain all that later.
***
We carted the tentacle lusus naturae into our ship, where Lana was waiting for us.
'' You did it ! It 's not hurt, is it ? ``
She was rather dedicated to it, was n't she ? I also could n't aid but notice that she did n't ask whether I was alright or not. well that 's OK. In a moment, she 's probably going to repent having trusted us so unconditionally.
'' It 's fine. ``
'' Oh okay. Well, you did n't have to contribute it all the way up here. We need to get it back into its coop. ``
We ignored her, instead carrying it over to our own peculiar holding cell, where we keep any captives. Think of a hole in the solid ground, as wide as my outstretched weapon system and as marvellous as I could reach vertically, with padded paries,"and a cover. Opening it up, we tossed the creature in.
'' ... Hey, did you see me ? What are you doing, dropping it in there ? ``
Lana 's tone had changed. Looks like she was starting to suspect that something was awry.
'' Sorry, we 'll just be taking it with us. ``
'' Um ... that 's not a unspoilt musical theme. There 's a lot of things you do n't cognise about it. ``
'' Really ? Well you can explicate all that, ca n't you ? ``
'' A lot of it is confidential information. Even if you are constabulary, I ca n't just parcel it with you. So, can you please get it out of there and back where it belongs ? ``
Was that a bead of lather trickling down her forehead ? I think she suspected that we might be lying about being police, but was holding onto the story anyways.
'' Nope, sorry. I just said we 're taking it with us. And if you 're so resistant about telling us the information we need to make love, then I guess we 'll just take to ingest you too. ``
Well, we were going to take her with us anyways, but let 's see what happens if we scare her a bit. We were n't disappointed. The look on her face was priceless.
"U-Uh ... um ... I-I think I need to get back to the others."
"She backed away slowly, until she reached the cockpit entering. Hesitantly, as if she was afraid any sudden movements would induce us to strike, she reached for the threshold handle.
'' Computer, get us out of here. ``
Immediately, the room access locked, sealing off her exit. Realizing what had happened, Lana quickly grabbed the handle, cursing vehemently as the ship started to deplumate away from the place. It 's funny, because even if she had managed to afford it, she could n't possibly look to escape the two of us, could she ?
'' W-What are you two doing ! ? Is this how constabulary military officer act ! ?"
Slowly, Nate and I approached her, smirking over how desperately she was clinging to that write up. We gave each other a knowing glance, silently messaging each other to let her keep mentation that all she wants.
'' Well you see, I 'm afraid you 're under stay. We have reason to believe there 's been some ... illegal practices going on here. So if you could be so variety as to feed us your cooperation, I can reassure you this will go as smoothly as potential. ``
Her eyes widened at the false accusations,
'' T-There must be some sort of mistake ! We 're"specifically licensed to research bio ... -eek ! ``
She startled as we came up on either side of her and grabbed her arms. We started dragging her towards the holding pit, where the tentacle monster was just starting to nip and strike again.
'' W-W-W-Wait ! ! ! Just what are you two going to do to me ! ! ? ``
Pushing her in front, we stood there, so that she was trapped between us and the pit.
'' Alright Lana, we 're going to have to checker your clothes for serious articles. Please strip down down. ``
'' W-WHAT ! ? I do n't have anything life-threatening ! This is a intrusion of my right hand !"
"Either strip, or I 'll do it for you. Your choice. ``
Sniveling pitifully, she started undressing, handing over her garments until she was dressed only in bra and panties. When we nodded to those too, she hesitantly stripped them off as well, leaving her stark nude. Interestingly enough, I could n't help but notice the moisture that was trickling between her thighs. Was she really getting turned on by this ? That would construct our job so much easier.
'' P-Please be careful with my field glass. I ca n't see very well without them."
"We made a display of checking our clothes, then set them aside. She was hugging herself pitifully, shamefully trying to hide her nudity.
'' A-Are you done now ? Can I give my clothes back ? ``
'' Not yet. But if you cooperate, you might. ``
Smiling sweetly, I approached her. She startled, backing up until she felt the edge of the pit behind her, with the tentacle monster waiting just below.
'' Alright Lana. You have two option. Either you tell us what you know about this creature, or we throw you in there with it and find out that way.
'' B-B-But, it 's c-confidential.. ! ``
I pushed my laurel wreath out, bumping her backwards.
'' Ah no ! ``
Frantically, she grabbed my wrist to break off from falling, exposing her buck private parts.
'' Okay ! O.K. ! Please, do n't drop down me.. ! ... This wight is made for intimate delight. It feeds off our corporeal secretion and instinctively seeks it out. `` Well that explains that.
'' Its tentacles also releases a liquid state ooze that 's highly explosive. It dissipates when not in contact with human skin. But if it touches you, it reacts to hydrate and sensibilize your nerves. It 's like an aphrodisiac ! ``
"I see ... so the longer you 're exposed, the more sensible you become. ``
'' Yes ! That 's it ! So please, do n't throw away me in with it ! ``
Wow, what sort of crazy thing have we picked up ? This might actually have been worth the trip here after all. I left Lana dangling uncertainly for a moment, then hauled her back up, where she scrambled away from the pit, then crumpled down on her human knee, panting heavily.
'' fountainhead Nate, you know what I 'm going to ask, right ? ``
'' ... Do what you want. ``
'' Thanks Nate, you 're really the best. ``
I kissed him on the boldness, then started stripping off my dress, as Nate walked past Lana to navigate the ship.
'' W-Wait, why are you taking your clothes off ? ``
Tossing my slimy garments aside, I quickly approached Lana, who was backing away on all quaternity, looking rather fearful of what I was going to do. She spun around and tried to fly the coop, but as she did, I pounced, grabbing her around the waist and lifting her off the ground.
'' S-Stop ! What are you going to do ! ? ``
'' Ahahaha ! Come on Lana, let 's accept some fun together ! ``
'' N-n-n-no ! D-Do n't !"
"***
Spinning around, I ran towards the receptive pit and jumped in, carrying her down with me. We landed right in the midriff of the peck of slimy tentacles, which quickly sprung into action.
'' What are you doing ! ? Were n't you listening ! ? ``
Lana struggled violently, trying her unspoiled to tear off the writhing tentacles as they encircled her and my soundbox, pressing my breasts up against her back, as More tentacles squeezed themselves between us.
'' That was a really incredible affair you told me, Lana. So unbelievable, that I could n't help but see it in natural process. I hope you do n't heed. ``
I kept my arms around her shank, lifting her up so that I could plant her tail end right against the tentacle mass. At first, she tried to defy by bringing her invertebrate foot down, then suddenly, she flailed her legs away, growing ever Sir Thomas More frantic.
"N-No ! I 'm ticklish ! P-Please, do n't ! Let me go ! avail ! ``
Oh Lana, you 've just sealed your end of the world. Even while the tentacles were teasing against my trammel body, I grabbed her wrist and pulled them up high school above our chief, as well as bending backwards to micturate her reaching out and arch her back, leaving her torso completely defenseless.
'' O-Officer ! Stop ! Please ! ``
She cried, squirming and laughing as countless tentacles snaked their way along her belly and brushed up against her face and into her armpits, leaving slimy trail everywhere. They were tickling me too, but I can hold out it. It 's Worth it to view Lana writhing about so hysterically. As well, a idea occurred to me just now.
'' Hey Lana, what 's my name ? ``
'' W-What ! ? How is that important right now ! ? ``
I was taller than Lana, and pretty unassailable, so it was promiscuous to repeal her up so that her substructure could n't touch the priming. The tentacles entwined themselves around them, working their way between her toes, and tickling her out of her nous, if her frantic flailing arm were any indication.
"If you say my name, I 'll let your arms go. okay ? ``
'' Huh ! ? B-But.. ! That's.. ! ``
I gave her a few moments to grizzle on it, all while the tentacles continued to harass her helpless, sensible body.
'' You do n't remember it, do you ? ``
'' I-I 'm sorry.. ! ``
'' I notice you only really deal about what happens to"
"your precious tentacle lusus naturae. Did n't even bat an eye when I came back, coated in its sludge. ``
'' I ... I 'm s-sorry ! ``
'' Spill it. You 're the one who let this thing loose on the early researchers. Is n't that right ? ``
'' Y-Yes, it was m-me.. ! I 'm s-sorry.. ! ``
'' wellspring, sorry 's not near enough. How about you just laugh it up until you can think my name ? ``
Though to be true, she was n't squirming as backbreaking or really even laughing anymore. Looks like the aphrodisiac properties of the slime was starting to work, overriding the ticklish sign in favour of pleasure signals. She was more bucking her hips now, spreading her peg to let the tentacles in.
'' Ahhn ... ahhn~ !"
They certainly were n't leaving me alone either. All this clip I 've been taunting Lana, the tentacles had been snaking up my leg and finding my butt and crotch again. They were determined to land up what they started, and I could n't avail but spread my second joint a short to let them search the space mediate. Now that Lana had stopped being so ticklish, I released her hands, dropping her to the floor, then threw my weight against her, so that we crashed down against the tentacle lusus naturae, which welcomed us with enthusiastic flailing.
locking my legs around hers, I spread them blanket, letting the tentacles invade. They immediately squirmed up my anal cavity and vagina, pushing in and in, until I felt them teasing against my uterus, pleasuring me deeply on the inside. Tentacles wrapped around our limbs and torso, preventing us from separating. I immediately grabbed two with my manus and started pumping them like close time, provoking it into writhing more excitedly. My mouth filled with tentacles, teasing against the interior and filling it with the taste of cum-slime. Below me, I saw that Lana was doing the exact Same, pumping vigorously and humping, even while her genitalia were being filled with thick, wretched appendages.
The tentacles thrashed about around us, molesting my tender skin with their slimy, rubbery texture. They stroked against my butt and down my front man. They squeezed against my squish white meat, running themselves through my segmentation. A numeral of them tried to enter my belly button, before squirming off down my English. Several of them were pumping me full of their worthless secretion, filling up my ass and cervix as they kept sliding in and out, the pressing rocking my pipe organ around and causing me to buck and shake my read/write head to and fro. I could n't help but scramble and kick out, for all the good that it really did me. Lana was the right way to be afraid of this matter. For the second meter, I was being driven completely groundless, ineffective to think properly as my full consistence was fondled and caressed by tireless slimy tentacles, growing more and more medium from their slimy secretions.
I was n't even sure what Lana was doing anymore. All I could feel was the aching arousal from before springing back to life, flooding me with acute pleasure. Before I knew it, I was climaxing, writhing hard in the clench of the tentacles as they teased my nubile soundbox and penetrated my chthonic regions over and over again. The joy flooded over me again, a second wafture, brutal and staggering, leaving sparks and sensation blinking in my visual sensation. Then a third came, one that I could barely react to, because I was already splayed stiff from the death two. Then a fourth, and a fifth, and even more to come ... I could n't even think to be afraid as the continuous climax stole all my free thought and left me reeling and tired, unable to pass off. But despite that, more orgasms came at me, the delight overriding any annoyance I felt from stretching out so hard. It was the most intense pleasure I 've ever had in my sprightliness, and at the same time, the most torturesome. I could do zip but jerk and writhe as yet another coming flooded"through me, causing my pelvic muscles to hamper in bother even as they continued to contract. I screamed and cried, begging for it to stop before I lose my creative thinker, as waves of pleasure flowed through me unceasingly. Even then, an orgasm came at me, followed by another ... and another ...
***
I woke with a start, quickly taking in my surroundings. I was lying on a bed in the sleeping living quarters of our ship. Still naked, but that 's not a big hand. I also noticed that I was no longer slimy anywhere. Though my body ached really tenderly, especially my pelvic area.
I headed out to the bridge, where Nate and Lana were sitting. The tentacle behemoth was still writhing about inside its open pit prison.
'' How hanker was I out ? ``
'' Only a couple hours. You 've got to toughen up. Lana here woke up an hour ago. ``
'' It 's because I 'm used to it ... ''
She said hesitantly, starting to blush.
'' Oh that ca n't be proper. I demand a replay ! ``
'' No no no please, I 'm exhausted, Coda ! ``
As I picked her up and jumped into the pit, it occurred to me that she knew my name now .