Boarding school skirmish
Chapter seven : Henrietta 's snatch Tentacles Molests Her Class
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"reply me, fille Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, Miss 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 office since I met Merita, the lesbian extraterrestrial being. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new friend and devotee Tabitha. We both were recent arriving to girl Erma 's family. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing heart and soul to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were pocket-sized zombie like the I inside my body repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

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

And I wanted to help her, I did, but I had problems of my own. While missy Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so titillating about her hand slap over and over on my merchantman, the loud fissure, the heat reaching into my cunt and making me shiver with seventh heaven. It was enraptured. Amazing.

And that fervor made my purulent tentacles squirm. I tried to contain myself while the class masturbated, watching our bailiwick. She spanked us until we had our orgasms. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to fight it, but Miss Erma was so repetitive that I also achieve my release.

She made me cum. And I lost all ascendence 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 spiritualist tentacles, as over-embellished as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my cunt, eager to tinge and caress a womanhood, to drive her wild with passion.

Before the masturbating family, I fucked fille Erma with my tentacles, looking controller of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her fix, ripping her dress off in the mental process. She gasped and moaned, my extremity reaming her asshole and pussy while the other eighteen-year-old students 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 liberal insurance policy on sapphic delights, encouraging faculty and scholar to explore each former 's bodies, to relieve each former 's hysterics.

To defecate fuck to each other in the most foul of manner.

But this ? I could hear the electrical shock in fille Erma 's voice as she stared at my kitty, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. help me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my psyche. What can I say ?

I do n't know, Merita answered, her vocalisation sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the nitty-gritty meant the possibility of being stranded on my planet. As practically as she loved me and was glad she met, my world was so rude. She talked about affair I could n't even see, that English people did n't even have parole for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our schoolhouse. It was too far from London or any other vauntingly city. We were favorable it had a railroad and a telegraphy berth in the nearby town.

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

"Wonderful affair,"Tabitha sighed. My redhead protagonist rolled over onto her back, her round titty pillowing into two lentiginose hammock."Were n't they, Miss Erma ? You loved them. You had such a release. Etta really cured the hysteric stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"Miss Erma admitted. She patted her hair gathered in a spartan bun. It was still knockout, held in station by several hairpins, but more than a few locks had escaped as she thrashed."I can not deny that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am sorry, Miss Erma,"I said, a shiver running through my body."I ... I ..."Tears fell down my buttock."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 boldness. My voice choked up. I covered my side with my hands, feeling all the eyes on me, my red fag, and my pussy. The stratum 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 keep speechmaking, but the rent came faster. Tabitha put a comforting hand on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would mesh me up. broadcast me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my house. So dark and foreboding. You could hear the people inside screaming.

Then young lady Erma grasped me with conciliate fingerbreadth and pulled me onto my metrical unit. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled the boot, giving her a few more inches of height. My face pressed into her ample bosom. It was such a comforting 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 life. And what you did with them ... I have never had my hysterics cured with such energy. Do n't cry."

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

"You 're not disgusting, right daughter ?"

"Right, young lady Erma,"the girls chorused.

"This morning, she took my maidenhead in the Bath,"paeony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an frothy vent. It was quite fulfil. Even if it did disappoint nursemaid 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 female child with wide, drear eyes. I did n't fuck her public figure. She licked at her mucilaginous fingers, her greyish wench clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they descend from ?"another girl asked, an tidal bore smile on her face.

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

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

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

"Did a gypsy curse you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a pouf ?"

"The gentle folk do have a sense of humor,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fay when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her ash grey egg as office of her mischief. That sounds like a great fib to tell, Merita said, her voice slightly more involve. Not so depressed. Tell 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 virtuoso fell. It burned so smart and so hot, so I went to ascertain it."That constituent was truthful."And I found this silver egg. It was so beautiful. I went to the egg and touched it and it ... it ..."

"Hatched,"supplied Tabitha, taking my bridge player as I rested my top dog against misfire Erma 's round breast. Her nipple was surd, rubbing on my face."It hatched and out came a fairy."

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

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

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

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As frightened as I was, I still noticed that.

"And she hovered over me with these tentacles. And she touched me with them. She sensed my hysteric were building, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my maidenhead. I writhed in such fantastic bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the girls nodded their head. Since attending school day, the had all discovered the joy women could contribution with each other. They squirmed on the desk, various still rubbing their cunnies, eager to take in their first orgasm or a second.

"That does sound dumbfound,"misfire Erma said, still stroking my back. A frisson rushed down to my pussy.

high temperature blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feel of young lady Erma 's au naturel dead body against mine. Her nipple was right by my back talk. I could cream her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my dismissal, that wonderful here and now of bubbling paroxysms, she merged with me."

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

"She 's inside me now. We 're one someone. And the tentacles are her endowment. Now I get to bet with them. I get the joy of stroking a fair sex and plunging my appendages in and out of her cunny. To embrace the howling feeling of sleek anatomy caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a wonderful touch. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, Miss Erma. I had my release, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The older cleaning 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 lost to history, not recorded down and were lost as the Christians stamped out the local pagan beliefs."

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

She broke away from me, stepping back, her physical structure flushed as her list boots clicked on the floor. She stared down at the tattered remains of her dress clinging about her coxa, a glower coming into court. She bent down, grasping a torn chip of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

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

"Well, in luminousness of the gratification your tentacles gave me, I am more than benignant adequate to forgive you."She smiled, licking her sass."I think all of us can check that we experienced such revel today."

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

The other girl in the schoolroom nodded, their eyes 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 pang of excitement increasing the heat. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the rampart of my pussy.

The dark-haired daughter gasped."Her groin just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

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

"Christine,"she answered, blue heart wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing Miss Erma 's nude 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.

"fille Erma,"Christine said, her center tidal bore,"may we stimulate 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,"Miss Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her large breasts jiggled, her mamilla so unvoiced and inviting."I think that is a good way to spend class. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the state of mind to memorize Latin today. And I, for one, and far too wake to desire to teach it right now.

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

"Thank you,"I smiled.

A presentation, giggled Merita. More like an orgy. 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 billet. We just have to find out those nanites before they cause too many job. Besides, it is not terrible here. I have pleasant caller. I rather like being bonded with you.

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

Such a terrific young woman. I felt her emotions beating with honey.

I smiled.

"Um, Henrietta, why are you just standing there daydreaming ?"Christine asked.

"Are you okay ?"peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the queer,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so sexy when she 's dreamy, especially the way she wiggles her hips. I could gaze at her back end all day. No wonder men love watching fair sex walk.

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

"So, this is how you get her pussy tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not arduous. You just have to tease her."Tabitha lips kissed at my neck. With my blonde hair in two pigtails, it was prosperous for her to do.

I moaned, the flabby touch of her lip sending marvellous joy rippling down my body. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her finger's breadth tracing slow circles around my venter while I felt her unvoiced nipples against my rear and her fiery down of pubic hair tickling the cheek of my bottom.

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

I groaned as her fingers trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the bottom of my in good order bosom while the early stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles riffle inside of me, caressing my spiritualist cunny walls. Her finger reached my fortunate down and stroked through it, curling fine whisker about her finger. She kissed me again, her trace still teasing me. succus wept down my thigh as one fingerbreadth went mellow, the former lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my ring of color, swirling across the pink patch for my nipple. Her other digit moved lower and lower, reaching between my thighs and stroking past my cunny 's prick. I trembled in her embracement as her finger spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

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

Everyone watched. Their eye all-encompassing. The lady friend licked their sass and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sighs. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy-cheeked cheeks 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 internal joy. She brushed my clit, the pleasure shooting to my sensitive tentacles. They reached for the entranceway 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 lips, her blue eye 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, saucy girl."

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my nipple, adding more shaky delight to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entry of my pussy. little girl gasped, spotting the four purple member as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"feel at how longsighted they are."

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

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned, her case 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 very much,"I purred and stepped forward, my tentacles reaching before me.

Christine reached out with a hesitant 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 lips, sucked on it.

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

"I know,"I said as I stood naked, the early young lady leaning forward in their desks or craning their heads to see over their schoolfellow."It 's all so intoxicating to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her head and touched my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and devour it as I shivered. My snatch clenched about my tentacles, the other three wiggling and writhing as her soft tactual sensation stirred delectable tingles down the appendage.

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

"Like individual 's touching my mamilla or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that sore ?"another miss asked, her heart wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... wing of my twat. It makes me feel amazing to touch and stroke others with them."

"And guide their maidenheads ?"Peony asked.

"That is definitely a delicacy,"I nodded."Like Christmas pudding."

Noel ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My view were scattered by Christine 's tongue licking at the tip of my appendage. She circled it, gathering the succus beading on my purple tentacle, her blueing eyes flashing up to mine. vividness burned even brighter in her pale cheeks as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in pleasure. Her clapper was so delicious on my tentacle. And then she opened wide and sucked on it. I groaned, my endorse arching and my little 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 girl who squealed let out a breathy,"No. No, it is not."

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

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

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

"Uh-huh,"I groaned, my pelvis shifting. The sucking sensations shivered down my body.

"What 's it feel like ?"

"Like somebody is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."meliorate than having my nipples sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, please, save sucking. Oh, you are making me sense all fluttery."

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

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

This metre, both her hands cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my articulatio humeri. My pocket-size tits were the sodding size for her to cup. Her digit swiped across my mounds and brushed my concentrated nipples. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

Juices dripped down my thigh. I squirmed, my two innocent tentacles writhing. I arched my neck as Christine and the brunette sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My stomach fluttered as the joy built.

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

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

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was gentle to assure them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the seat of their chick. The girls sitting behind them craned their necks forward, huge smiling 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 tit between her fingers.

"Fuck their cunnies,"my redheaded lover whispered in my ear, her knife flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, thought Christine. To mislay my hymen to her fairy tentacles. This is amazing. So hot.

She 's reaching beneath my chick, came from the brunet. 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 fervor. My tentacles disappeared beneath their skirts and half-slip. It was affectionate beneath their clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad calf, sliding up their legs to their knees and then to their bare thighs.

Oh, she 's touching me, thought the brunette. Her centre squeezed shut. She stroked her hands 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 thighs. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood finisher to her. I savored the look of her silklike thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both lady friend'cunnies. Their curly pubic hair massaged the ending of my tentacles. It was such a distasteful delight.

I came.

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

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

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

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

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my other fucked her cunny, my third 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 brain, Yes, yes, call for my maidenhead. I need it in me.

As my climax peaked inside me, bathing my mind with joy, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valorous fight. The black-haired girl moaned about my tentacle, her tongue fluttering hard against it as her membrane stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a cleaning lady now, Christine screamed in my thoughts as my tentacle penetrated into the hot profoundness of her virgin snatch. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embracement, 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 life you,"I answered as I shuddered, more coming bursting out of my kitty. The pleasure radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, stiff embraces of their cunnies.

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

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

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

Tabitha, and her wonderful boob, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in heaven. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's wet, slip cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety press of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's clapper ran down my spinal column. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hired man reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my sassing, reminding me of Miss Erma 's wonderful script falling over and over on my tail. I squirmed, my eyes fluttering. whine of delight burst from my mouth. I trembled. My oculus fluttered. Such tremendous, pleasant-tasting pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, sentiment Tabitha as she pressed her sass between the impertinence of my ass.

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

That was nice, I agreed as Tabitha 's lingua licked lower and gloomy through my crack, nearing my dirty sphincter.

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

It felt so naughty to feel her spit R-2 it. Trembles stimulate my soundbox and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two fille'cunnies, my soundbox shaking. The chill popped my appendage out of Christine 's mouth.

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

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"paeony nodded, her skirt bunched around her waist, her stocking-clad stage banquet across-the-board. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle free,"gasped a cinnamon-haired sweetheart whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her digit from her kitty and fleet froward, her oxford-grey skirts swishing about her thighs, division of her hem stuck on her half-slip, showing the snowy garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her skirts and petticoat, revealing a bright-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"piece of ass me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between salt lick of my asshole.

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

My eyes widened. My tentacles were buried in three unlike cunnies, and they all felt different. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in unlike places. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's pussy as the young woman stumbled forward, her sticky fingers 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 overlord. I ... I ..."

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

The brunet 's script clenched on my tentacle. I turned my head. Her face contorted with pleasure she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting fresh delight down my appendage to my pussy. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my anatomical sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her clapper into my bowel, 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 wonderful. They 're the expert. Henrietta ... you 're amazing !"

I beamed as I savored all the revolting delectation shooting through my body. Tabitha 's knife probed into my asshole, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning walking on air to my pussy. The brunet 's cunny spasmed a final examination clip, 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 rush to get to me as I pulled my process out of the brunette 's spasming puss. Juices dripped from it as the girls 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 former frantically yanking up her gray bird. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped girl with immense, William Green eyes reached the twenty-five percent tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those heart begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my head spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new kitty-cat. They engulfed my extremity in hot, tight, womanly delight.

quartet cunt, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's hands tightened on my shoulder as her face twisted with passion. She leaned over and kissed me severe on the lips as her hips writhed, her pussy clenching on my outgrowth. The saucy-lipped lady friend moaned, her mouth opened wide as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my prick harder and harder, the pleasure bursting through me.

I came again.

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

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The fashion plate rippled down the appendage and into the four missy'pussies. All four of them shuddering in shock. Their sentiment spilled into my mind, all four girls screaming their walking on air as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the loudest in my mind as her lip sang out wordless bliss for the stallion school to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her form spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my mind exploding with so many sensations. Stars danced around my straits. The room swam. Tabitha 's hands clenched on my ass, the bother the only thing keeping the joy from carrying me aloft.

It was tremendous. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to celebrate cumming.

"Me succeeding,"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 puss I reamed. I just had to pleasure these gamey female child. Leonora 's Ceylon cinnamon tree whisker swept across my tit. Her lips latched onto my mammilla. She sucked on my nub.

One More sensory faculty swirling through me.

Etta 's ass gustatory perception so good, thought Tabitha.

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

Her tentacle is so mystifying 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 sexual climax burst through me. My tentacles were so sensible, and the girl 's cumming kitty had set me off again.

The room reeked of hot pussy. A howling, passionate odor. Girls'deal touched me, stroked me. Someone else nibbled on my secondment nipple. A hand 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 way swam over me. My tentacles moved from girl to girl, coated with an ever-increasing cocktail of juices. Puddles of girl-cum dribbled on the floor. My toes clenched in it.

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the full time.

I lost track of my orgasm. I was so dizzy. The groan of girls serenaded me. I caught glimpses of naked, girlish flesh pressed together. Kissing, licking, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own ways to think about themselves.

young lady Erma was in the centre, holding Leonora and peony to her tit while the brunette tongued her pussy. She had a look of yummy joy on her face as I fucked and writhed and came so hard. It was an orgy of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chair. The elbow room spun around me. fille panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such huge smile on their lips. 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 juicy it was to taste it on her back talk. Today was such a wonderful day.

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

I sighed, breaking the buss with Tabitha. I forgot. But I do n't know what we can do about it.

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

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

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

gram molecule ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of tiny particles divided into elements based on their musical composition. These element bond together. Like branding iron or Gold or Carbon or oxygen. These are constituent. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a compounding of gases. The most prominent is made of a brace of Nitrogen atoms. The side by side most is made of two Oxygen atoms, which your body prisonbreak down to fuel your metabolism, and in the physical process you exhale a gas made out of a carbon molecule and two Oxygen speck as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of more speck, mostly Carbon and Hydrogen, with Calcium, Potassium, Iron, and other elements. The nanites can modify these molecules. It is how they 're replacing the Calcium in your spine and repairing the nerves severed in your body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

Sounds scary. okeh, we 'll sneak out after dinner party. Only one Thomas More class to go. Philosophy taught by young woman Marilynn.

Okay, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The intelligence whispered through the creative thinker of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their brain were connected through the metallic element tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's slit, connected to Daisy and Hollands, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to chance more connections. The voice needed more.

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

So they would connect.

They strode the hall of Kensington embarkation School. Marilynn knew she was a instructor here, Daisy a maid, and Geneva and Emaleine were students. There were to a greater extent girls and cleaning lady to connect to here. The third tentacle sprouted from her pussy undulated beneath her skirt, bore to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud footsteps thudded behind them, heeled rush ringing on the stone of the edifice. Someone walked with a rattling pace, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their pussies. connection was such a cloud nine. It was wonderful to unite with another woman, to slip their alloy tentacles into her cunny and feel the electric, orgasmic joy explosion in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back straight, her beautiful, mature grimace hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three comrade. The headmistress marched forward, her hair pulled back into a tight, inglorious bun. It would cause 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 quartet."You came with telling passport. They all described you as punctual and dependable, not a char 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 greens apparel."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for womanhood,"Marilynn answered, the former three fighting not to speak with her.

"Searching ... for women ?"Edna Neville took a step closer, standing right before Marilynn with only a foundation or so separating them."Just because this shoal is openhanded in the sexual pleasance we allow the faculty and students to engage in is n't an excuse for you to abandon your duties. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third base tentacle slithered out beneath her garb, slide across the trading floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her pussy. 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 shriek as the tentacle rammed into her slit.

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

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her head and took a step back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her pussy, giving her such joy."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 hallway. They giggled as they streamed past, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three girls in the crowd gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their skirts and thrust into their pussies. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry tree popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed bass into her kidnapping. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the tertiary missy, let out a huge groan of bliss.

The former bookman walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their gent class fellow and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their orgasm and the moment 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 function. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to modify her physical structure with more efficacy. The intervals shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reserves of metal from the casing of the devour core.

In a handful of arcminute, the eight went in hunt of more to connect to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...