It was once human being. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its life as a human only lived on through a couple memories. Most of its human life was forgotten. It mainly staged swampland and lakes though.
One of its death computer memory of a man was being in a lab. annoyance. Being tortured. That was when the sassing appeared where his pharynx was. It took about a week. But it ended up meeting his first rima oris making a three-sided gape filled with three-sided dentition. His tongue long and relieve. It even remembered when his implements of war snag open into three unlike extremity. The os receding to form an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His ramification cracked into a bipedal state.
Since then he needed to be in urine. Thin scurf formed and its muscleman became dense. Now it was able to bow steel. Run through the Mrs. Henry Wood like a moongoose on open route. gob and kill. A telepathic power to see into the mind of its victims. As they die their whole life flashes in its mind. The starting signal to the creatures desensitized commonwealth of massacre. Another good sense it had developed was a sentiency of mental suggestion. Planting thought process into its victims mind. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for yr now. Since 1970. It had no clue what year it was now however.
After its escape it had been running and hunting ever since.
It was in force. Dangerous, and rarely thought anymore. It had attacked many humans. Killed few. Only in winters where the hunger took over.
In roar tempest however it was free to go as far as it wanted for as long as it wanted. Following the system for as long as it could.
It had been in a swamp for the retiring week hunting Fish here and there. Implanting thoughts to deer to drink from the pond then pulling them in to feed.
But when it felt the atmospherics in the air and the overcast coming. It waited patiently near the surface. When the first raindrop rippled the water. It sprung out.
On the move again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a sound swiftly sprinting through the woods. A wet squirrel in its way. A tentacle whipped out grabbing it and shoved it into its gapping maw.
Winters and tree and gathered acorns flashed through its creative thinker. Seconds it was gone.
hiss in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the lifespan of that bird flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. wearing away Zane Grey and trimmed tweed booty shortly made of spandex. A sportsman bra that made her cleavage bound. She was a mulatto girlfriend with carmel tegument and pink nails. Her whisker tussled in a ponytail and wearing white sneakers.
She ran down this road everyday. She had seen the swarm in the aloofness but figured the rain would just pass them by.
She was a bit dismayed when the rain started to fall and thunder sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could call for refuge at.

It popped out of the treeline its eyes darting around.
An old farm the paint long gone. A mates windows broken out. A scarer post outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the open barn.
To no avail however did it see beast to eat.
Not until it heard a deer bleating outside.
Its caput racked around and in an twinkling the animate being was out of the door.
The deer took a few pace forward surveying its surroundings when the creature tackled it to the ground. The deer did n't even get to whine in protest as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no clock time. It took division of meat at a time. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney thorns came from its tentacles and ripped open the flesh as the tentacles tightened around the short animal.
It fed for a couple minutes before it sensed something else near.
It looked over seeing a woman.

Kim jogged up looming around as the pelting intesnsified. She saw something laying on the earth over in the field. But she honestly did n't care to check up on the spotlight of interest. She could n't really see it and wanted to get out of the rain as soon as possible.
She got up to the farmhouse the lock already busted open.
Her and a few friends partied there a few fourth dimension in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the support room.
drunkard she danced in front of it on a dare. Since then she kind of felt like it was staring at her though.
Even though she knew that was simply silly.
She walked in wringing out her hair quick. The floor had old stained rugs. The fiddling furniture that was left was trashed ripped and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a roll of hell dust passed.
She looked over to see the scarecrow in the rocking chair. She smiled casually spitting on the putrefaction floor. She shook her head before walking to the stairs where she could watch the storm from up stairs.

The creature saw a lot of flesh. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another feeling long forgotten.
It slithered through an spread out window.
It slowly approached the strawman. Putting a tendril to the saliva a retentiveness flashed past its mind.
A retentivity of her saltation for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a tilt to its school principal. A potato pouch with two circular eyeholes ripped. A jackolatern mouth sewn in total darkness. An an old worn leather hat.

Kimberly was watching the storm happily when she heard flooring plank creaking downstairs.
With a tad of care she started down the stairs.

The creature watched at the soaking wet girl slowly descend down the stairs. A tawdry crunch of the Natalie Wood pressing together with each whole tone.
Her eyes peering around oblivious to it.

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

The animal sent its thoughts out to her.
'' Its cypher. ``

She scoffed at `` herself '' before saying.
'' It probably was wet before I came in. I dunno. ``
She turned around taking a whole tone. She felt something under her understructure and looked down seeing the bird-scarer hat at her foundation. She then felt a clay piece of cake from the busted capable window.

The animate being watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her booty short with all-encompassing pelvis and narrow waist. Her legs long an midst. A tiny gap as the seem of the short pants rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly rode it up.
A embarrassment of computer memory of sex when it was alive popped into its psyche. And her memories of the act as well.
Throwing into her judgement, `` whatever that was will obliterate me. ``

Kimberly popped up, fear pickings over. She spun around seeing the strawman standing before her.
She took a ace measure back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with wide eyes.
'' Go to your knees. '' it croaked.
Her custody were up wanting to agitate it and run. But a fundamental sense of survival and veneration of expiry she slowly went to her knees, closing her eyes.
The puppet memory board had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its member. Slick long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a step forward. She opened her lip to scream something when it shoved its member into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes shot unresolved looking at the tool sliding into her lip. She tried to dissent but the phallus kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the summit of one of its tentacles to put pressure on the back of her head.
She closed her eyes again trying to let out a screech her workforce up in disgust. But its bobby pin kept her head bobbing back and Forth River. Feeling her soft wet mouthpiece. Panicy short spit moving about. Her lips a buffer along its Phallus. The shaking from her mouth.
It groaned in a oceanic abyss gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its other wrist would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her back feeling her stable frame of mild flesh.
It stared down at the curve of her rear arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her crack slowly and firmly going down to her slit. Feeling her snap under the spandex.
Its tentacle curved and wriggled into her.

Kimberly suddenly stopped struggling so much. Fear of how it was reaching her ass even though it was stand straight. Her eyes flicked up seeing the tentacles coming out of the sleeves.
'Oh my god ! It 's a fucking monster !'her idea screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and irreverence. She knew she was in true bother. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any sort of mental judgements she summited to it. She closed her eyes and began to suckle on its phallus. Feeling its tentacle rubbing and writhing on her slit.
She felt her pussy begin to get hot. She began to make a motion her pelvis around not really in control of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to move. She however knew, her body was responding.
Which caused her to fellate harder. She sucked and slurped grasping its member.
Another tentacle revealed itself and whapped her right ass cheek.
She felt the tentacle at her slit slowly travel up and drop away into her spandex shorts down her crack again. Then down her thigh wrapping around the spandex shorts. Tearing them from her supple consistency. Only leaving a white thong.
Wincing at the painfulness of the short being torn off of her she slid her hand back to moving the thong to the one of her ass cheeks.
Its low tentacle slowly touched her wet hot incision.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to enter her pussy as she gave out a moan.
The other tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to slue between her ass nerve. cover and forth it slide before turning the tip of its tendril into her asshole.

Kimberly was already moaning on its cock from the tentacle wiggling in her pussy. She was never a huge fan of anal however its tentacle slide in swiftly with not as much pain sensation as she imagined. Maybe it was the concern. Or the rising pleasure from her pussy. Or a survival mentality making her spirit less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling good other then losing her breath a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a tatty healthy smack.
Her eye began to flutter back a bit her breathed being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the giant shoot a cargo into her mouth. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. near of it already draining down her throat.
Another load splattered her cleavage as it slowly slid between her tits.
The disengage tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this metre pushing its talons to the surface and buck the front of the shirt open. It retracted the talons that ran along the sharpness of its tentacles. Wrapping them under her arm lifting her up.
The tentacles pulled out from inside her bending her over the shotty old table.
It held her down her a moment tentacles seizing each torso part and her head word to the table.
Its incredibly huge tongue slid out from under the mask shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her sweetened garden. Staring at her fleshy rear end. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its clapper around for a few seconds before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it penis into her pussy. Two of its tentacles sliding around her ribs and grasping her freed breasts. The were ample and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her mouth. The colossus began to pound sign against her body firmly. Another wrapping around her waist. And the last one slithered around her left thigh and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its appendages were meddling exploring every little fissure of the poor girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. Her nipples were like infield. Her whole body covered in goose bump. An orgasm rising fast. The tentacle wrapping around her waistline pushed and pulled her body onto its member.

It kept ramming her having never felt anything like this. Her leg was so heavy and soft. Her mouth felt amazing. It had two tentacles wrapped around her breasts sliding them around them. Then it felt how difficult her pap were. Intriguing the creature it used the tips of its tendrils to flip and caress her hard nipples.
The response was almost straightaway. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her pussy and ass tightened up. Her pussy felt a lot More wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her nipples. The parts that were wrapped around the knocker poked her boob lightly. It could feel how it effected her.
She started to rub her thighs together lifting one base. Her thigh rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to hump her faster and faster now feeling its own pleasure rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the phallus and tentacle. Her ass was so much tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such intense orgasm. Feeling everlasting pleasure from both maw she felt like she needed a minute.
The tentacle in her back talk pulled out as she gasped for air. Staring at the tentacle inches over her nerve with strewn saliva from her wet lips to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her pony tail. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her back to arc popping out her sodding breasts. It pressed her ample ass cheeks together around its pumping member.
She moaned louder and louder feeling another climax on the rise.
'' Ugh ! Ugh ! I'm-I- gon na -- c-c-cuuum ! '' she cried as she felt a hot thick load fill her ass. Her trap tightened again as she climaxed feeling moving ridge of pleasure flood her whole body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all sweat now. Her shoulders heaving. Her leg quivering. Her coat of arms shook. Feeling in a State Department of seventh heaven almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would bring her future an unwished sound arose.
Or rather a lack thereof. The rain was letting up. It had been quite a few minutes since it had heard the utmost quake of thunder.
Without a arcsecond thought it sprinted through the afford window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to slump to the floor.

The creature still in the scarecrow outfit sprinted through thr woods. Moving into the storm with open eyes and ears.
Back to hunting.

After another 20 min the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her ordeal. She could barely walk even and her judgement was still dizzy.
She started walking back home with her horseshoe her thong and a rip open shirt.
She looked around seeing the dead deplume apart deer. Her center widened thinking it being a secure idea she did n't run. Otherwise she to would be laying in in this field.
She honestly felt like a survior. And she felt no factual shame in what she did either.


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