It was once human. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its biography as a homo only lived on through a pair retention. Most of its human lifespan was forgotten. It mainly staged swampland and lakes though.
One of its finish memories of a human was being in a lab. annoyance. Being tortured. That was when the mouth appeared where his throat was. It took about a week. But it ended up meeting his first mouth making a trilateral gape filled with triangular teeth. His clapper long and resign. It even remembered when his arms split up open into three different appendages. The bones receding to take shape an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His pegleg cracked into a bipedal state.
Since then he needed to be in water. Thin scales formed and its muscles became dense. Now it was able to twist brand. Run through the wood like a moongoose on open route. ambuscade and kill. A telepathic ability to see into the judgment of its dupe. As they die their hale lifespan ostentation in its mind. The start to the creatures desensitized nation of carnage. Another sentience it had developed was a sense of mental hypnotism. Planting opinion into its dupe psyche. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for class 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 effective. Dangerous, and rarely thought anymore. It had attacked many humans. Killed few. Only in winters where the hunger took over.
In roar storms however it was loose 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 past tense workweek hunting fish here and there. Implanting intellection to deer to drink from the pond then pulling them in to feed.
But when it felt the static in the air and the overcast coming. It waited patiently near the aerofoil. When the number one raindrop rippled the water. It sprung out.
On the relocation again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a sound swiftly sprinting through the Mrs. Henry Wood. A wet squirrel in its itinerary. A tentacle whipped out grabbing it and shoved it into its gapping maw.
wintertime and trees and gathered acorns flashed through its mind. Seconds it was gone.
Birds in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the life of that hiss flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. Wearing grey and trimmed white booty brusk made of spandex. A sportsman bra that made her cleavage bounce. She was a mulatto little girl with carmel skin and pink nails. Her hair tussled in a ponytail and wearing white sneakers.
She ran down this route everyday. She had seen the cloud in the distance but figured the rain would just hap them by.
She was a bit dismayed when the rain started to lessen and roar sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could need refuge at.

It popped out of the treeline its oculus darting around.
An old farm the paint long gone. A twain windows broken out. A straw man spot outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the subject barn.
To no avail however did it see beast to eat.
Not until it heard a deer bleating outside.
Its straits racked around and in an twinkling the creature was out of the door.
The deer took a few steps forward surveying its surroundings when the creature tackled it to the ground. The deer did n't even get to whine in protestation as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no clock time. It took part of core at a clock time. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney spikelet came from its tentacles and ripped open the flesh as the tentacles tightened around the abruptly 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 rain intesnsified. She saw something laying on the ground over in the field. But she honestly did n't deal to check the spot of pursuit. She could n't really see it and wanted to get out of the pelting as soon as possible.
She got up to the farmhouse the ringlet already busted open.
Her and a few booster partied there a few clock time in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the life room.
Drunk 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 tomentum quick. The floor had old stained rugs. The footling furniture that was left was trashed pull and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a roster of hell dust passed.
She looked over to see the scarecrow in the rocking chair. She smiled casually spitting on the rotting floor. She shook her head before walking to the stairs where she could check the storm from up stairs.

The puppet saw a lot of flesh. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another tactile sensation long forgotten.
It slithered through an open window.
It slowly approached the scarecrow. Putting a tendril to the tongue a computer storage flashed past its mind.
A remembering of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a contestation to its head. A white potato sack with two throwaway eyeholes ripped. A jackolatern mouth sewn in black. An an old worn leather hat.

Kimberly was watching the violent storm happily when she heard base boards creaking downstairs.
With a tad of concern she started down the stairs.

The creature watched at the soaking wet girl slowly descend down the stairs. A flashy compaction of the Natalie Wood pressing together with each gradation.
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.
'' how-do-you-do ? ``
The howl of the wind was the only when reponse, followed by a low rumble of thunder.
She looked to the straw man seeing it was soaked.

The creature sent its mentation out to her.
'' Its naught. ``

She scoffed at `` herself '' before saying.
'' It probably was wet before I came in. I dunno. ``
She turned around taking a step. She felt something under her human foot and looked down seeing the scarecrows hat at her feet. She then felt a stiff breeze from the busted open window.

The puppet watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her dirty money short with wide hips and narrow waist. Her legs long an thick. A tiny gap as the seem of the shorts rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly rally it up.
A plethora of memories of sex when it was alive popped into its head. And her memories of the act as well.
Throwing into her mind, `` whatever that was will vote down me. ``

Kimberly popped up, fear taking over. She spun around seeing the strawman standing before her.
She took a single step back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her head racing with all-embracing eyes.
'' Go to your knee. '' it croaked.
Her hands were up wanting to campaign it and run. But a primordial sense of survival of the fittest and fear of death she slowly went to her knees, closing her eyes.
The tool storage had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its member. slick long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a footprint forward. She opened her lip to holler something when it shoved its member into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes shot capable looking at the cock sliding into her oral cavity. She tried to protest but the penis kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the tips of one of its tentacles to put pressure on the book binding of her head.
She closed her center again trying to let out a wow her hands up in disgust. But its clutches kept her pass bobbing back and forth. Feeling her diffused wet mouth. Panicy piddling glossa moving about. Her backtalk a buff along its Phallus. The vibrations from her mouth.
It groaned in a deep gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its former wrist would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her back feel her unchanging frame of piano flesh.
It stared down at the breaking ball of her butt arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curved shape of her crack slowly and firmly going down to her slit. Feeling her snatch 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 mind screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and violation. She knew she was in true trouble. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any kind of mental legal opinion she summited to it. She closed her eyes and began to give suck on its penis. Feeling its tentacle rubbing and writhing on her slit.
She felt her pussycat Begin to get hot. She began to motivate her pelvis around not really in control of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to travel. She however knew, her eubstance was responding.
Which caused her to suck 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 impress up and slip into her spandex shorts down her crack again. Then down her second joint wrapping around the spandex short circuit. Tearing them from her supple soundbox. Only leaving a white thong.
Wincing at the bother of the myopic being torn off of her she slid her hand back to moving the thong to the one of her ass cheeks.
Its first tentacle slowly touched her wet hot scratch.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to go into her pussy as she gave out a moan.
The other tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to slip between her ass buttock. Back and Forth River 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 kitty-cat. She was never a huge fan of anal retentive however its tentacle slide in swiftly with not as much pain as she imagined. Maybe it was the fear. Or the rising pleasure from her pussycat. Or a survival outlook making her feel less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling good other then losing her breathing time a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a loud good for you smack.
Her eyes began to bat back a bit her breathed being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the ogre shoot a lading into her sass. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. about of it already draining down her throat.
Another load splattered her cleavage as it slowly slid between her tits.
The free tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this time pushing its talons to the surface and tear the movement of the shirt give. It retracted the talons that ran along the bound 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 here and now tentacles seizing each dead body part and her head to the table.
Its incredibly immense spit slid out from under the masquerade party shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her angelical garden. Staring at her fleshy fundament. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its natural language around for a few seconds before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it fellow member 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 against her body arduous. Another wrapping around her waist. And the close one slithered around her left thigh and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its process were interfering exploring every minuscule scissure of the poor girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. Her mammilla were care diamonds. Her whole body covered in goosebump. 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 sassing felt amazing. It had two tentacles wrapped around her breasts sliding them around them. Then it felt how operose her nipples were. Intriguing the creature it used the pourboire of its tendrils to flicker and fondle her laborious nipples.
The reception was almost immediate. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her kitty-cat and ass tightened up. Her pussy felt a lot more wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her teat. The parts that were wrapped around the breast poked her titty lightly. It could feel how it effected her.
She started to rub her thighs together lifting one understructure. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to fuck her faster and faster now feeling its own joy rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the extremity and tentacle. Her ass was so much tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such acute sexual climax. Feeling staring pleasure from both holes she felt like she needed a minute.
The tentacle in her mouth pulled out as she gasped for air. Staring at the tentacle inches over her face with strewn saliva from her wet lip to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her pony tail. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her back to curve popping out her pure breasts. It pressed her rich ass cheeks together around its pumping member.
She moaned louder and louder feeling another coming 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 golf hole tightened again as she climaxed feeling wave of pleasure flood lamp her whole body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all sweat now. Her berm heaving. Her legs shaking. Her arms shook. Feeling in a state of bliss almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would take her next 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 last quake of thunder.
Without a indorse thought it sprinted through the open window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to fall off to the floor.

The fauna still in the scarecrow kit sprinted through thr timberland. Moving into the storm with undefended eyes and ears.
Back to hunting.

After another 20 minutes the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her ordeal. She could barely walk even and her mind was still dizzy.
She started walking back home with her horseshoe her thong and a ripped opened shirt.
She looked around seeing the idle torn apart deer. Her optic widened thinking it being a good 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 actual 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 consume it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The monster jumped truly startled for null ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly raspberry under the mask. The unfastened teeth where the throat once was grinding covered and dripping with rakehell. Staring at the tall thin placid man in a suit. A hat covering his eyes with an unnatural full and acute smile with shark like teeth.
'' No need for that. I have something to offer up you. '' *click*