Boarding schoolhouse Encounter
Chapter septet : Henrietta 's kitty-cat Tentacles Molests Her socio-economic class
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"Answer me, missy Henrietta,"panted my Romance instructor, 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 idea echo in my pass, one of my new powers since I met Merita, the Lesbian alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new ally and lover Tabitha. We both were of late arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing sum to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were minor automatons like the unity 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 sorts of problems.

And I wanted to help oneself her, I did, but I had problems of my own. While Miss Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hand smacking over and over on my bottomland, the tacky crack, the heating system reaching into my twat and making me shudder with walking on air. It was rapturous. Amazing.

And that excitement made my pussy tentacles squirm. I tried to control myself while the socio-economic class masturbated, watching our subject area. She spanked us until we had our climax. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to contend it, but missy Erma was so insistent that I also achieve my release.

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

Since the alien merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensitive tentacles, as royal as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussy, tidal bore to allude and fondle a woman, to aim her hazardous 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 holes, ripping her clothes off in the process. She gasped and moaned, my appendages reaming her asshole and pussy while the other eighteen-year-old scholarly person watched wide-eyed. 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 shoal for educating Whitney Young woman. Yes, the school had loose insurance on sapphic delectation, encouraging faculty and students to research each other 's eubstance, to relieve each former 's hysterics.

To pass water know to each early in the most wicked of manner.

But this ? I could try the shock in girl Erma 's vocalization as she stared at my pussy, trying to descry my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. Help me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my mind. What can I say ?

I do n't make out, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the pith meant the possible action of being stranded on my major planet. As practically as she loved me and was glad she met, my world was so primitive. She talked about things I could n't even empathize, that English did n't even have wrangle for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our schooltime. It was too far from London or any other great city. We were lucky it had a railroad and a telegraph place in the nearby town.

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

"Wonderful things,"Tabitha sighed. My redheaded woodpecker supporter rolled over onto her vertebral column, her round nipple pillowing into two freckled cumulus."Were n't they, Miss Erma ? You loved them. You had such a press release. Etta really cured the hysterics stirred by spanking our bums."

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

I bit my lip."I am distressing, young lady Erma,"I said, a shudder running through my physical structure."I ... I ..."split fell down my cheeks."I tried to celebrate them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

Tears fell hot down my cheeks. My phonation choked up. I covered my face with my bridge player, feeling all the eyes on me, my red target, and my pussy. The class all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

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

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

I tried to prevent speaking, but the teardrop came faster. Tabitha put a comforting deal on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would engage me up. institutionalize me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my house. So dark and foreboding. You could hear the people inside screaming.

Then missy Erma grasped me with gentle fingers and pulled me onto my feet. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled boots, giving her a few to a greater extent in of height. My boldness pressed into her sizable tit. It was such a consolatory gesture as her deal 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 hysteric 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, ripe girls ?"

"Right, Miss Erma,"the miss chorused.

"This morning, she took my maidenhead in the bathtub,"Peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an effervescent outlet. It was quite solid. Even if it did disappoint nurse Paige that my cherry red was already plucked."

"They do attend ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a well-endowed girl with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced girl with spacious, blue eyes. I did n't sleep with her figure. She licked at her unenviable fingers, her Thomas Gray wench clearly hiked over her knees.

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

"Can anyone maturate them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

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

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

"Did a gypsy curse word you ?"another young woman asked."Or was it a poove ?"

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

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fairy when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as part of her balefulness. That sounds like a groovy story to severalize, Merita said, her voice slightly more involved. Not so depressed. Tell them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."Last Nox, I went for a base on balls in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her head in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting mavin fell. It burned so bright and so hot, so I went to find it."That part was true."And I found this ash gray egg. It was so beautiful. I went to the egg and touched it and it ... it ..."

"Hatched,"supplied Tabitha, taking my hand as I rested my head against Miss Erma 's round breast. Her tit was hard, rubbing on my nerve."It hatched and out came a fairy."

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

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

"Yes. She did n't even have eyebrows. And her breasts were round and her tit 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 building, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my maidenhead. I writhed in such howling bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the girls nodded their head. Since attending schooltime, the had all discovered the joys women could part with each former. They squirmed on the desk, respective still rubbing their cunnies, eager to have their first-class honours degree orgasm or a second.

"That does sound amazing,"fille Erma said, still stroking my back. A shudder rushed down to my pussy.

heat energy blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feel of Miss Erma 's naked body against mine. Her tit was flop by my sass. I could lick her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my freeing, that marvellous here and now of bubbling paroxysm, she merged with me."

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

"She 's inside me now. We 're one mortal. And the tentacles are her gift. Now I get to take on with them. I get the joy of stroking a adult female and plunging my extremity in and out of her cunny. To comprehend the wonderful feel of silky flesh caressing me."

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

"I heard, you wicked girl."The sure-enough 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 doomed to account, not recorded down and were lost as the Christians stamped out the topical anesthetic pagan beliefs."

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

She broke away from me, stepping back, her organic structure flushed as her list boots clicked on the floor. She stared down at the tattered remains of her dress clinging about her pelvic arch, a lower appearance. She bent down, grasping a torn scrap of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

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

"Well, in ignitor of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am More than gracious enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her sass."I think all of us can correspond that we experienced such ravish today."

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

The other young woman in the classroom nodded, their eyes all staring at me. It made me feel so self-conscious. My garb was folded on the desk. I wanted to tear it on. A tingle ran through me. And a stab of exhilaration increasing the heat. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls of my pussy.

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

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

"Christine,"she answered, gloomy oculus wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing Miss Erma 's nude body has made me Sir Thomas More than a little hysterical. And they do get fighting when I feel those flutters."

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

"Miss Erma,"Christine said, her middle aegir,"may we throw another demo of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so grateful if we could see them. remark them. They are a singular discovery."

"Hmm,"misfire Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her large breasts jiggled, her tit so hard and inviting."I think that is a right way to spend form. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the commonwealth of mind to acquire Latin today. And I, for one, and far too bring up to want to learn it right now.

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

"Thank you,"I smiled.

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

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

She sighed. well, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to help with my place. We just have to get hold those nanites before they cause too many problems. Besides, it is not atrocious here. I have pleasant fellowship. I rather like being bonded with you.

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

Such a wonderful girl. I felt her emotions beating with love.

I smiled.

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

"Are you okay ?"Peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the sprite,"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 hip joint. I could stare at her tooshie all day. No wonder men love watching fair sex walk.

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

"So, this is how you get her kitty-cat tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not hard. You just have to tease her."Tabitha lip kissed at my neck. With my blond hair in two pigtails, it was gentle for her to do.

I moaned, the soft touch of her lips sending wonderful pleasance rippling down my consistence. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her finger's breadth tracing slow roundabout around my stomach while I felt her intemperately tit against my spine and her perfervid Down of pubic hair tickling the nerve of my bottom.

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

I groaned as her digit trailed across my consistency. One came up and brushed the arse of my right breast while the other stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles roll inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny walls. Her finger reached my golden down and stroked through it, curling fine hairs about her finger's breadth. She kissed me again, her touch sensation still teasing me. succus wept down my thighs as one finger's breadth went higher, the other lower.

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

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

Everyone watched. Their eyes wide-eyed. The daughter licked their back talk and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sighs. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy brass and glossy eyes.

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her finger's breadth up my slit, pushing between my plump vulva to fondle my inner delight. She brushed my button, the pleasure shooting to my sensitive tentacles. They reached for the entrance of my pussy.

"Mmm, I love it when you moan my public figure, 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 sass, her blue heart 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 tit, adding more trembling delight to my body. My tentacles pressed out the entry of my pussy. Girls gasped, spotting the four purple extremity as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"look at how long they are."

"And they 're dripping with her cream. I bet they must try out remarkable."

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

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

"I think I would care that 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 fantastic shiver through me. I groaned as her fingerbreadth 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 flush on her cheeks."I ca n't think this school. And now this. It 's all ... so much."

"I know,"I said as I stood au naturel, the other lady friend leaning forward in their desks or craning their oral sex to see over their classmates."It 's all so pick up to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her header and have-to doe with my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and down it as I shivered. My pussy clenched about my tentacles, the other three wiggling and writhing as her soft touch stirred scrumptious prickling down the appendage.

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

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

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

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

"And occupy their virginal membrane ?"peony asked.

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

Christmastide ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My thoughts were scattered by Christine 's tongue licking at the tip of my outgrowth. She circled it, gathering the juices beading on my purple tentacle, her blue eyes flashing up to mine. people of color burned even brighter in her blanch nerve as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her tongue was so luscious on my tentacle. And then she opened extensive and sucked on it. I groaned, my backrest arching and my modest tit jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the miss squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a pricking,"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 indorse tentacle, both her hands wrapped about it, stroking up and down the undulating duration as she opened her mouth wide. I pressed my tentacle past her lip, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two female child sucked my tentacles. Christine 's spit danced while the brunet 's brass hollowed. She sucked so hard, loving my tentacle while her handwriting pumped up and down my distance for as far as she could pass on, her clenched fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

"Wow, look at her face,"peony said."She looks like she is in heaven."

"Uh-huh,"I groaned, my hip joint shifting. The sucking champion shivered down my body.

"What 's it palpate like ?"

"Like mortal is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."estimable than having my nipple sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, please, keep on sucking. Oh, you are making me palpate 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 hand cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my shoulder. My diminished mammilla were the perfect size of it for her to cup. Her fingers swiped across my pitcher and brushed my hard nipples. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

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

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

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

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was tardily to keep in line them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the freighter of their skirt. The young lady sitting behind them craned their neck forward, vast smiles on their lips.

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

"Uh-huh,"I moaned then shuddered as Tabitha pinched and rolled my nipples 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, opinion Christine. To miss my virginal membrane to her fairy tentacles. This is astound. So hot.

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

Their thought poured into me, making me tremble with hullabaloo. My tentacles disappeared beneath their chick and half-slip. It was warm beneath their clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad sura, sliding up their legs to their knees and then to their bare thighs.

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

I was so close to cumming.

I stroked up both female child 's second joint. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood closer to her. I savored the feel of her silky thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both girls'cunnies. Their curly pubic hair massaged the death of my tentacles. It was such a implike delight.

I came.

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

"She 's had her waiver,"Peony groaned."feeling at her."

The bubbling joy bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their twat. I slipped into the brunette without any feat, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my cock. She moaned and spasmed. The loaded smell 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 haywire. So wonderfully wrong.

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

But I could n't facilitate it. Not when Christine moaned in my thinker, Yes, yes, fill my maidenhead. I need it in me.

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my mind with delight, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valiant fight. The black-haired young woman moaned about my tentacle, her clapper fluttering hard against it as her membrane stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

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

"passion you,"I answered as I shuddered, more orgasms bursting out of my pussycat. The pleasure radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, blind drunk 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 false and yummy.

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

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

Tabitha, and her rattling breasts, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in Eden. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's tight, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety public press of their figure on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my spinal column. I groaned, loving how disgusting it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hands reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of nuisance from my lips, reminding me of missy Erma 's wonderful bridge player falling over and over on my hindquarters. I squirmed, my eyes fluttering. Whimpers of delectation burst from my mouthpiece. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such wonderful, delicious pleasure.

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

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

That was squeamish, I agreed as Tabitha 's glossa licked lower and scurvy through my cracking, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my friend rimmed her tongue around my cockle orifice.

It felt so blue to feel her tongue lap it. Trembles escape from my physical structure and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two young lady'cunnies, my body shaking. The thrill popped my appendage out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her organic structure quaking as my free tentacle writhed in the air."So unspoilt. She 's wiggled her tentacle so deep in my kitty-cat. This is amazing. So much better than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her bird bunched around her waist, her stocking-clad legs spread wide. I could see her fingers 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 fingers from her cunt and darted froward, her dark-grey skirts swishing about her thigh, region of her hem stuck on her petticoat, showing the white garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her skirts and petticoats, revealing a bright-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

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

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

My eye widened. My tentacles were buried in three unlike cunnies, and they all felt dissimilar. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in unlike billet. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's pussy as the girl stumbled forward, her viscid fingers grasping my shoulders.

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

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

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

The brunette 's manpower clenched on my tentacle. I turned my pass. Her side contorted with joy she convulsed. Her pussycat spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my appendage to my slit. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her lingua into my bowel, her finger's breadth digging into my ass.

So many inputs. It was all so much.

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

I beamed as I savored all the wicked delights shooting through my eubstance. Tabitha 's tongue probed into my arsehole, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning blissfulness to my cunt. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a last time, and then she slumped out of her desk to the base, 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 appendage out of the brunette 's spasming pussy. succus dripped from it as the young lady 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 hired hand, the other frantically yanking up her gray skirt. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped girl with immense, special K eyes reached the 4th tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those centre begging to be fucked.

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

Little Joe pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's hands tightened on my shoulders as her face twisted with warmth. She leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips as her hips writhed, her snatch clenching on my appendage. The saucy-lipped girl moaned, her mouth opened wide as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my asshole harder and harder, the pleasance bursting through me.

I came again.

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

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The dandy rippled down the extremity and into the four fille'pussycat. All four of them shuddering in shock. Their thoughts spilled into my mind, all four missy screaming their walking on air as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the loudest in my judgement as her rima oris sang out wordless walking on air for the intact school to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her shape spasmed about my extremity. I swayed, my mind exploding with so many sensations. Stars danced around my headway. The room swam. Tabitha 's custody clenched on my ass, the pain in the neck the solely thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

It was fantastic. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to proceed cumming.

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

A new cunny to lie with. I rammed my tentacle into the lady friend, not even knowing who it was. I did n't deal whose kitty I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty girls. Leonora 's Ceylon cinnamon tree hair swept across my breasts. Her lips latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One to a greater extent sensation swirling through me.

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

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

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

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

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

The elbow room reeked of hot pussy. A wonderful, passionate scent. lady friend'bridge player touched me, stroked me. Someone else nibbled on my indorse teat. A script caressed my gratis 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 young lady to girl, coated with an ever-increasing cocktail of juices. Puddles of girl-cum dribbled on the trading floor. My toes clenched in it.

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the entire time.

I lost path of my coming. I was so light-headed. The groan of girls serenaded me. I caught coup d'oeil of naked, girlish flesh pressed together. necking, licking, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own style to hold themselves.

miss Erma was in the middle, holding Leonora and paeony to her titty while the brunet tongued her cunt. She had a look of delicious joy on her face as I fucked and writhed and came so laborious. It was an riot of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chairwoman. The elbow room spun around me. daughter panted all over the way, their faces red and flushed. They had such huge smiles 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 blue it was to try it on her backtalk. Today was such a terrific day.

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

I sighed, breaking the kiss with Tabitha. I forgot. But I do n't recognise 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 bodies on a molecular level.

Mole ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of tiny atom divided into elements based on their piece. These elements bond together. Like Iron or gold or Carbon or Oxygen. These are elements. And when they trammel together, they form molecule. You breathe a combining of gases. The most prominent is made of a pair of Nitrogen atoms. The succeeding most is made of two Oxygen atoms, which your body recess down to fuel your metabolism, and in the physical process you exhale a gas made out of a atomic number 6 speck and two Oxygen atoms as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of more molecules, mostly C and Hydrogen, with calcium, potassium, Fe, and former elements. The nanites can alter these molecules. It is how they 're replacing the Calcium in your spur and repairing the nerves severed in your dead body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

audio scary. Okay, we 'll pilfer out after dinner party. Only one Thomas More class to go. Philosophy taught by Miss Marilynn.

okeh, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The Bible whispered through the judgement of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their idea were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's kitty-cat, connected to Daisy and Geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to feel more connections. The voice needed more.

The four did n't question it. Their thoughts ran from one to the other, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to find the ship. They had to be fill out again. But they had no theme where the ship was or how to make believe themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallways of Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maidservant, and Geneva and Emaleine were bookman. There were More lady friend and women to connect to here. The third tentacle sprouted from her slit riffle beneath her skirt, eager to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud stride thudded behind them, heeled boots ringing on the stone of the construction. Someone walked with a brisk tread, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, fervour throbbing through their pussies. connection was such a bliss. It was wonderful to unite with another char, to slide their metallic element tentacles into her cunny and feel the galvanizing, orgasmic joy fusillade in their depths.

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

But now they were Thomas More. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the 4."You came with impressive passport. They all described you as punctual and true, not a woman that misses almost her entire first day of teaching."The headmistress 's centre 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 address with her.

"Searching ... for char ?"Edna Neville took a gradation closer, standing right-hand before Marilynn with only a foot or so separating them."Just because this schoolhouse is liberal in the intimate pleasure we allow the faculty and bookman to engage in is n't an apology for you to desolate your duties. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third base tentacle slithered out beneath her frock, slew across the storey, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her pussy. Marilynn trembled, rapturous 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 pussy.

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

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

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

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

At that moment, category ended. Girls poured out of their schoolroom into the hall. 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 dame and thrust into their slit. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in joy as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her catch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the thirdly lady friend, let out a huge moan of bliss.

The other students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their bloke classmates and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their orgasm and the bit of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their words echoing over the scholarly person as four became eight, the nanites surging into new innkeeper and going to work. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to alter her body with more efficacy. The intervals shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the substitute of metal from the casing of the devour core.

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

... connect ...

To be continued ...