Boarding School Encounter
Chapter Seven : Henrietta 's kitty-cat Tentacles Molests Her form
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"Answer me, fille Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, girl Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning 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 index since I met Merita, the sapphic unknown. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new Friend and fan Tabitha. We both were belatedly arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing core to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were pocket-sized zombie like the single inside my soundbox repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

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

And I wanted to help her, I did, but I had job of my own. While misfire Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so titillating about her hand smack over and over on my bottom, the loud crack, the heat reaching into my pussy and making me throb with bliss. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that excitement made my puss tentacles squirm. I tried to control myself while the social class masturbated, watching our study. She spanked us until we had our orgasm. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to fight it, but Miss Erma was so insistent that I also achieve my release.

She made me cum. And I lost all command 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 sensitive tentacles, as majestic as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my twat, eager to extend to and caress a woman, to drive her wild with passion.

Before the masturbating class, I fucked Miss Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her pickle, ripping her dress off in the process. She gasped and moaned, my appendage reaming her asshole and pussy while the former eighteen-year-old students watched simple. Before, only paeony 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 char. Yes, the schooling had liberal policy on sapphic delights, encouraging faculty and students to explore each early 's trunk, to exempt each other 's hysterics.

To make love to each other in the most yucky of manner.

But this ? I could get word the shock in miss Erma 's voice as she stared at my kitty-cat, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't sleep with what to do. aid me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my mind. What can I say ?

I do n't bonk, Merita answered, her part sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the gist meant the possibility of being stranded on my planet. As much as she loved me and was glad she met, my cosmos was so primitive. She talked about affair I could n't even sympathize, that side did n't even have words for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our school. It was too far from London or any former tumid metropolis. We were lucky it had a railroad and a telegraph post in the nearby town.

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

"Wonderful things,"Tabitha sighed. My carrottop friend rolled over onto her rachis, her round tits pillowing into two freckled mounds."Were n't they, fille Erma ? You loved them. You had such a tone ending. Etta really cured the hysterics stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"young lady Erma admitted. She patted her hair gathered in a severe bun. It was still severe, held in place by several hairpins, but more than a few ringlet had escaped as she thrashed."I can not traverse that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am dark, Miss Erma,"I said, a shudder running through my body."I ... I ..."rip fell down my face."I tried to keep them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

Tears fell hot down my cheek. My representative choked up. I covered my case with my helping hand, feeling all the middle on me, my red can, and my kitty. 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 retain speaking, but the tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting hired hand on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would shut up me up. transport me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my house. So dark and foreboding. You could pick up the people inside screaming.

Then miss Erma grasped me with appease fingers and pulled me onto my infantry. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled iron heel, giving her a few more column inch of peak. My face pressed into her ample titty. It was such a satisfying gesture as her hired hand stroked my back.

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

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

"You 're not disgusting, right wing lady friend ?"

"Right, Miss Erma,"the girls chorused.

"This morning, she took my maidenhead in the bathtub,"Peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delicious and gave me such an sparkly release. It was quite square. Even if it did disappoint nanny Paige that my cherry was already plucked."

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

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced girl with blanket, blue eyes. I did n't know her name. She licked at her sticky finger's breadth, her gray skirt clearly hiked over her knees.

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

"Can anyone maturate them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

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

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

"Did a itinerant scourge you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a fairy ?"

"The gentle folk do induce a good sense of bodily fluid,"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 roguishness. That sounds like a neat news report to tell, Merita said, her part slightly more involved. Not so depressed. Tell them that.

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

Tabitha nodded her headspring in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting star fell. It burned so lustrous and so hot, so I went to rule it."That section was true."And I found this silver medal 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 titty. Her mamilla was intemperately, rubbing on my buttock."It hatched and out came a fairy."

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

"Even on her nous ?"the raven-haired daughter asked.

"Yes. She did n't even have eyebrows. And her breasts were round of golf and her pap were even darker purple. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As panic-struck 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 construction, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my maidenhead. I writhed in such wonderful bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"paeony said.

All the girls nodded their head. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joyfulness women could ploughshare with each other. They squirmed on the desk, respective still rubbing their cunnies, eager to have their initiatory coming or a second.

"That does sound pose,"fille Erma said, still stroking my backbone. A tingle rushed down to my pussy.

oestrus blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feel of missy Erma 's defenseless eubstance against mine. Her nipple was right by my lips. I could puzzle out her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my release, that wonderful import of bubbling paroxysm, she merged with me."

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

"She 's inside me now. We 're one soul. And the tentacles are her gift. Now I get to play with them. I get the joy of stroking a charwoman and plunging my process in and out of her cunny. To embrace the wonderful feeling of silky build caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a marvellous tone. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, miss Erma. I had my discharge, too."

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

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

"Quite right wing you are,"she nodded."fountainhead, grade, this is a remarkable number of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her body flushed as her list rush clicked on the trading floor. She stared down at the tatterdemalion clay of her frock clinging about her rose hip, a frown appearing. She bent down, grasping a lacerate scrap of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

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

"Well, in sparkle of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am More than courteous enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her backtalk."I think all of us can agree that we experienced such delight today."

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

The early girls in the classroom nodded, their eyes all staring at me. It made me feel so self-aware. My apparel was folded on the desk. I wanted to pull it on. A shiver ran through me. And a stab of inflammation increasing the heat. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the wall of my pussy.

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

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

"Christine,"she answered, blue-blooded optic wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing misfire Erma 's naked body has made me more than a little hysterical. And they do get active voice when I feel those flutters."

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

"Miss Erma,"Christine said, her eye eager,"may we own another presentation of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so thankful if we could see them. Observe them. They are a singular discovery."

"Hmm,"missy Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her ramification. Her big breast jiggled, her mammilla so grueling and inviting."I think that is a good way to expend class. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the DoS of head to learn Latin today. And I, for one, and far too aroused to want to learn it right now.

"You may go ahead with a manifestation, young woman Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

A demonstration, giggled Merita. More like an binge. I think we are about to induce a lot of fun.

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

She sighed. Well, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to facilitate with my situation. We just have to retrieve those nanites before they cause too many problems. Besides, it is not terrible here. I have pleasant company. I rather like being bonded with you.

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

Such a marvelous girl. I felt her emotions beating with sexual 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 fairy,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so aphrodisiac when she 's lackadaisical, especially the way she wiggles her hip joint. I could gaze at her backside all day. No enquire men love watching women walk.

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

"So, this is how you get her pussy tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not backbreaking. You just have to tease her."Tabitha rim kissed at my cervix. With my blonde hair in two pigtails, it was well-situated for her to do.

I moaned, the cushy touch of her brim sending wonderful joy rippling down my body. I undulated my articulatio coxae, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of pleasure, her fingerbreadth tracing slow circles around my breadbasket while I felt her strong mammilla against my rear and her ardent John L. H. Down of pubic hair tickling the cheeks of my bottom.

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

I groaned as her finger trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the bottom of my right knocker while the other stroked down. My cunt clenched and my tentacles riffle inside of me, caressing my spiritualist cunny paries. Her fingerbreadth reached my golden down and stroked through it, curling OK whisker about her finger. She kissed me again, her trace still teasing me. Juices wept down my second joint as one finger went higher, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the border of my areola, swirling across the pink patch for my mamilla. Her other finger moved let down and lower, reaching between my thigh and stroking past my cunny 's slit. I trembled in her embrace as her finger spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

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

Everyone watched. Their optic wide. The young lady licked their mouth and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sighs. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rose-cheeked brass and glossy eyes.

I excited them.

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

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

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

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

I moaned, arching my cervix. Tabitha pinched my tit, adding more trembling delight to my dead body. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my slit. Girls gasped, spotting the four purple process as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"Look at how prospicient they are."

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"peony moaned, her side contorting as she came on her fingerbreadth, her desk rocking.

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

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

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

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

"I know,"I said as I stood naked, the other girls leaning forward in their desks or craning their chief to see over their classmates."It 's all so intoxicating to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her foreland and touched my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and down it as I shivered. My puss clenched about my tentacles, the former three wiggling and writhing as her piano ghost stirred delightful tingles down the appendage.

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

"Like someone 's touching my mammilla or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

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

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... annexe of my pussy. It makes me palpate amazing to touch on and stroke others with them."

"And take their maidenheads ?"Peony asked.

"That is definitely a treat,"I nodded."Like Dec 25 pudding."

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My sentiment were scattered by Christine 's tongue licking at the tip of my extremity. She circled it, gathering the juices beading on my over-embellished tentacle, her drab eyes flashing up to mine. people of color burned even brighter in her pale buttock as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

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

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

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

"But this isn't."

The little girl 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 ripple length as she opened her mouth panoptic. I pressed my tentacle past her lips, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two girls sucked my tentacles. Christine 's tongue danced while the brunette 's impudence hollowed. She sucked so severely, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my length for as far as she could reach out, her fists gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

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

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

"What 's it experience like ?"

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

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

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

This time, both her manpower cupped my bosom as she nibbled on my articulatio humeri. My small nipple were the pure size of it for her to cup. Her fingers swiped across my pitcher and brushed my hard teat. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

succus dripped down my thighs. I squirmed, my two unblock 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.

Fuck their cunnies, Merita moaned in my mind. Oh, yes, let 's make this into one wild orgy of delight. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was gentle to control 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 cervix forward, huge smile on their lips.

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

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

"piece of tail their cunnies,"my redheaded lover whispered in my ear, her clapper flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, view Christine. To lose my maidenhead to her fairy tentacles. This is amazing. So hot.

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

Their thoughts poured into me, making me tremble with excitement. My tentacles disappeared beneath their chick and petticoats. It was warm beneath their article of clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad calves, sliding up their legs to their knee and then to their bare thighs.

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

I was so secretive to cumming.

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

I came.

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

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

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

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunet opinion, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Almighty, this is so legal injury. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my former fucked her cunny, my 3rd tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's virgin pussy. I know I promised the Headmistress not to pluck any More cherries.

But I could n't help it. Not when Christine moaned in my intellect, Yes, yes, take up my virginal membrane. I need it in me.

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my intellect with delight, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valiant fight. The dark-haired young lady moaned about my tentacle, her tongue fluttering hard against it as her tissue layer stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a woman now, Christine screamed in my thoughts as my tentacle penetrated into the hot depths of her Virgo the Virgin snatch. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embracing, moaning again as I fucked both fille 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."

"erotic love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more orgasm bursting out of my pussy. The delight radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, wet embraces of their cunnies.

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

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

"Ooh, you 're reading my nous again,"she giggled."I will. I have such a lech for your moderately 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 tight, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety press of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's clapper ran down my spine. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hands reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a pant of pain from my sass, reminding me of Miss Erma 's wonderful hand falling over and over on my rear. I squirmed, my oculus fluttering. Whimpers of ravish fit from my mouth. I trembled. My heart fluttered. Such marvellous, luscious pleasure.

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

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

That was courteous, I agreed as Tabitha 's tongue licked low-toned and depleted through my crevice, nearing my dirty sphincter.

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

It felt so naughty to sense her clapper lap it. Trembles shook my physical structure and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two young woman'cunnies, my physical structure shaking. The tremor popped my appendage out of Christine 's mouth.

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

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"peony nodded, her skirt bunched around her waistline, her stocking-clad legs spread wide. I could see her fingerbreadth pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle free,"gasped a cinnamon-haired beauty whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her fingerbreadth from her cunt and darted froward, her oxford-gray skirts swishing about her thighs, component of her hem stuck on her petticoats, showing the snowy garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her bird and petticoat, revealing a raspberry-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"screwing me,"Leanora moaned.

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

I could n't fend Leonora 's offer cunny. I shoved my relieve tentacle between her legs, stroking at the hot flesh of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a line of ointment trickling down my appendage. Such pleasance ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

My optic widened. My tentacles were buried in three dissimilar cunnies, and they all felt dissimilar. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in different places. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's cunt as the girlfriend stumbled forward, her sticky fingerbreadth grasping my shoulders.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. She 's fucking me with her tentacle. bring around 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 girls'cunnies.

The brunette 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my foreland. Her face contorted with joy she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting mellifluous delight down my appendage to my pussy. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter muscle ached as Tabitha probed her glossa into my bowels, her digit digging into my ass.

So many input signal. It was all so much.

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

I beamed as I savored all the wicked delight shooting through my eubstance. Tabitha 's knife probed into my arse, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning blissfulness to my twat. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a concluding time, and then she slumped out of her desk to the storey, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So estimable,"she groaned.

"Free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

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

She shoved the tentacle down with one hand, the other frantically yanking up her gray-headed skirt. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped girl with vast, 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 pussies. They engulfed my outgrowth in hot, pissed, womanly delight.

Four pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's hands tightened on my shoulders as her face twisted with passion. She leaned over and kissed me hard on the lip as her hips writhed, her pussy clenching on my appendage. The saucy-lipped girl moaned, her back talk opened full as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my prick harder and harder, the pleasance bursting through me.

I came again.

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

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The swells rippled down the appendages and into the four young woman'pussies. All four of them shuddering in electric shock. Their thoughts spilled into my judgement, all four girls screaming their cloud nine as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the cheap in my mind as her mouthpiece sang out wordless bliss for the entire school to hear.

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

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

"Me succeeding,"mortal 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 cunt I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty girls. Leonora 's cinnamon hair's-breadth swept across my breasts. Her lip latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One more sentiency swirling through me.

Etta 's ass gustatory sensation so just, imagine Tabitha.

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

Her tentacle is so recondite in me. I 'm going to have my release.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

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

The way reeked of hot slit. A howling, passionate scent. Girls'hands touched me, stroked me. soul else nibbled on my second nipple. A hired man caressed my free tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A girl moaned as I penetrated her.

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

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the entire time.

I lost track of my orgasms. I was so light-headed. The moans of young woman serenaded me. I caught glimpses of naked, girlish flesh pressed together. Kissing, beating, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own ways to harbour themselves.

Miss Erma was in the middle, holding Leonora and Peony to her bosom while the brunette tongued her slit. She had a look of delicious joy on her expression as I fucked and writhed and came so intemperate. It was an orgy of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chair. The room spun around me. girlfriend panted all over the elbow room, their faces red and flushed. They had such Brobdingnagian grin on their brim. 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 naughty it was to savor it on her lips. Today was such a grand day.

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

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

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the computer has idea. But I fear the nanites have infected a topical anesthetic. And ...

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

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

bulwark ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of tiny particles divided into elements based on their piece of music. These ingredient bond together. Like Fe or Gold or Carbon or Oxygen. These are elements. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a combination of gas pedal. The most prominent is made of a brace of Nitrogen particle. The side by side most is made of two atomic number 8 mote, which your body breaks down to fuel your metamorphosis, and in the outgrowth you exhale a gas made out of a carbon atom and two Oxygen atoms as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your eubstance is made up of more molecules, mostly Carbon and Hydrogen, with calcium, Potassium, Iron, and early elements. The nanites can modify these molecules. It is how they 're replacing the atomic number 20 in your spine and repairing the nerves severed in your torso. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do early things.

auditory sensation scary. Okay, we 'll sneak out after dinner. Only one More class to go. philosophical system taught by young woman Marilynn.

OK, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the psyche of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their judgment were connected through the metallic element tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's kitty, connected to Daisy and geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find oneself more connections. The voice needed more.

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

So they would connect.

They strode the hall of Kensington embarkation schooling. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maid, and Holland gin and Emaleine were students. There were more female child and women to join to here. The third gear tentacle sprouted from her kitty-cat ripple beneath her wench, eager to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud stride thudded behind them, heeled boots ringing on the stone of the edifice. Someone walked with a brisk footstep, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their pussies. connectedness was such a seventh heaven. It was howling to unite with another woman, to slide their metal tentacles into her cunny and palpate the electric, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

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

But now they were more. They were changed.

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

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

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

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's 3rd tentacle slithered out beneath her clothes, slid across the floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her puss. Marilynn trembled, ecstatic joy bursting across her face.

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

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

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

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

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

At that moment, social class ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hall. They giggled as they streamed past tense, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three girls in the crew gasped and moaned as metallic element tentacles slithered up their skirts and stab into their kitty-cat. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in delectation as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the third girl, let out a Brobdingnagian moan of bliss.

The other educatee walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their beau classmate and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their climax and the here and now of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their tidings echoing over the students as four became eight, the nanites surging into new hosts and going to make. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to modify her body with more efficacy. The separation shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reserves of metal from the casing of the go through core.

In a fistful of minute of arc, the eight went in search of more than to associate to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...