It was once man. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its spirit as a human only lived on through a couple retention. Most of its human life was forgotten. It mainly staged swampland and lakes though.
One of its last-place retentiveness of a man was being in a lab. Pain. organism tortured. That was when the mouth appeared where his pharynx was. It took about a week. But it ended up meeting his first oral fissure making a three-sided gape filled with triangular teeth. His tongue long and free. It even remembered when his blazonry rip open into three different appendages. The bones receding to form an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His legs cracked into a biped state.
Since then he needed to be in water. Thin scales formed and its muscle became thick. Now it was able-bodied to bend steel. Run through the Mrs. Henry Wood like a moongoose on clear road. Trap and kill. A telepathic ability to see into the mind of its victims. As they die their solid life history flashes in its creative thinker. The start to the creatures desensitized state of carnage. Another common sense it had developed was a sensory faculty of mental suggestion. Planting thoughts into its dupe thinker. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for years now. Since 1970. It had no clue what yr 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 human race. Killed few. Only in wintertime where the hunger took over.
In thunder storms however it was costless to go as far as it wanted for as long as it wanted. Following the arrangement for as long as it could.
It had been in a swampland for the past times week hunting fish here and there. Implanting idea to deer to drink from the pool then pulling them in to feed.
But when it felt the atmospherics in the air and the overcast coming. It waited patiently near the airfoil. When the first gear raindrop rippled the water supply. It sprung out.
On the move again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a sound swiftly sprinting through the woods. A wet squirrel in its path. A tentacle whipped out grabbing it and shoved it into its gapping maw.
Winters and trees and gathered acorns flashed through its head. Seconds it was gone.
wench in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the life-time of that bird flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. eroding grey and trimmed Theodore Harold White booty short made of spandex. A sports bra that made her cleavage bounce. She was a mulatto miss with carmel skin and garden pink nails. Her hair tussled in a ponytail and wearing whiteness sneakers.
She ran down this road everyday. She had seen the cloud in the distance but figured the rain would just sink them by.
She was a bit dismayed when the rainfall started to fall and thunder sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could take asylum at.

It popped out of the treeline its eyes darting around.
An old farm the paint long gone. A couple windows broken out. A scarecrow post outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the open barn.
To no help however did it see animals to eat.
Not until it heard a deer bleating outside.
Its head racked around and in an inst the fauna was out of the door.
The deer took a few footfall forward surveying its surroundings when the creature tackled it to the ground. The deer did n't even get to whine in protest as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no sentence. It took sections of meat at a time. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney prickle came from its tentacles and ripped open the flesh as the tentacles tightened around the stagnant animal.
It fed for a duad minutes before it sensed something else near.
It looked over seeing a woman.

Kim jogged up looming around as the rainwater intesnsified. She saw something laying on the dry land over in the field. But she honestly did n't care to retard the spot of interest. She could n't really see it and wanted to get out of the rainwater as soon as possible.
She got up to the farmhouse the lock chamber already busted open.
Her and a few protagonist partied there a few times in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the living room.
rummy she danced in strawman of it on a dare. Since then she form of felt like it was staring at her though.
Even though she knew that was simply silly.
She walked in wringing out her haircloth quick. The floor had old stained rugs. The short article of furniture that was left was trashed ripped and stained.
Raindrops pelted the cap as a roll of boom passed.
She looked over to see the strawman in the rocking electric chair. She smiled casually spitting on the rotting floor. She shook her head before walking to the stairs where she could watch the tempest from up stairs.

The beast saw a lot of flesh. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another feeling long forgotten.
It slithered through an open up window.
It slowly approached the scarer. Putting a tendril to the spit a memory flashed past its nous.
A memory of her dance for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a tilt to its head. A potato pouch with two bill eyelet ripped. A jackolatern rima oris sewn in black. An an old worn leather hat.

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

The fauna watched at the soaking wet female child slowly descend down the step. A loud crunch of the wood pressing together with each step.
Her optic peering around oblivious to it.

Kimberly did n't see anyone yet when she got down the steps.
She stopped herself from saying something, nervous.
She finally spoke up.
'' Hello ? ``
The howling of the steer was the only reponse, followed by a low grumble of thunder.
She looked to the scarecrow seeing it was soaked.

The animate being sent its thinking out to her.
'' Its nothing. ``

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 foot and looked down seeing the straw man hat at her foundation. She then felt a stiff breeze from the busted open window.

The wight watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her swag abruptly with wide hips and narrow waist. Her branch long an thick. A flyspeck gap as the seem of the boxers rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly razz it up.
A overplus of retentiveness of sex when it was alive popped into its mind. And her store of the act as well.
Throwing into her mind, `` whatever that was will kill me. ``

Kimberly popped up, concern taking over. She spun around seeing the bird-scarer standing before her.
She took a single footfall back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with all-encompassing eyes.
'' Go to your stifle. '' it croaked.
Her custody were up wanting to push it and run. But a primordial sense of survival and fright of demise she slowly went to her knees, closing her eyes.
The creatures retentiveness had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its penis. slick long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a step forward. She opened her mouth to scream something when it shoved its extremity into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes shot open looking at the putz sliding into her mouth. She tried to protest but the member kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the tips of one of its tentacles to put atmospheric pressure on the book binding of her head.
She closed her eyes again trying to let out a shrieking her hands up in disgust. But its grip kept her head bobbing back and Forth. Feeling her soft wet mouth. Panicy little tongue moving about. Her sassing a buffer along its phallus. The vibrations from her mouth.
It groaned in a deep gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its other wrist would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her endorse tone her stable build of diffuse flesh.
It stared down at the bend of her butt arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her crack slowly and firmly going down to her twat. Feeling her snatch under the spandex.
Its tentacle curved and wriggled into her.

Kimberly suddenly stopped struggling so much. veneration of how it was reaching her ass even though it was stand up straight. Her eye flicked up seeing the tentacles coming out of the sleeves.
'Oh my god ! It 's a blinking goliath !'her mind screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and infringement. She knew she was in true difficulty. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any form of genial assessment she summited to it. She closed her center and began to draw on its member. Feeling its tentacle rubbing and writhing on her slit.
She felt her cunt begin to get hot. She began to move her pelvis around not really in control of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to affect. She however knew, her body was responding.
Which caused her to fellate harder. She sucked and slurped grasping its member.
Another tentacle revealed itself and whapped her rectify ass cheek.
She felt the tentacle at her slit slowly actuate up and slip into her spandex shorts down her crack again. Then down her thigh wrapper around the spandex shorts. Tearing them from her supple body. Only leaving a egg white thong.
Wincing at the pain of the shortly being torn off of her she slid her hand back to moving the thong to the one of her ass cheeks.
Its world-class tentacle slowly touched her wet hot snatch.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to record her pussy as she gave out a moan.
The former tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to slither between her ass buttock. book binding and forth it slide before turning the tip of its tendril into her asshole.

Kimberly was already moaning on its cock from the tentacle wiggling in her pussy. She was never a huge fan of anal however its tentacle slide in swiftly with not as a good deal annoyance as she imagined. Maybe it was the awe. Or the rising pleasure from her kitty. Or a survival mindset making her feeling less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling salutary other then losing her breath a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a loud respectable smack.
Her eyes began to flutter back a bit her respire being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the giant shoot a lode into her mouth. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. Most of it already draining down her throat.
Another loading splattered her cleavage as it slowly slue between her tits.
The costless tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this time pushing its talons to the surface and tore the straw man of the shirt open. 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 role and her head to the table.
Its incredibly huge lingua slid out from under the masquerade shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her sweet garden. Staring at her fleshy butt. She moaned and twitched at the natural language in her. It wiggled its glossa around for a few second before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it member into her pussy. Two of its tentacles sliding around her ribs and grasping her freed breast. The were rich and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her sass. The monster began to pound against her organic structure operose. Another wrapping around her shank. And the go one slithered around her result second joint and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its process were busy exploring every little crevice of the poor girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensory faculty. Her nipples were same rhombus. Her whole eubstance covered in goosebumps. An orgasm rising fast. The tentacle wrapping around her waist pushed and pulled her consistence onto its member.

It kept ramming her having never felt anything like this. Her leg was so fleshy and voiced. Her mouthpiece felt amazing. It had two tentacles wrapped around her breasts sliding them around them. Then it felt how hard her tit were. Intriguing the brute it used the crest of its tendrils to thumb and fondle her hard nipples.
The reply was almost immediate. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her twat and ass tightened up. Her pussy felt a lot more wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her nipple. The division that were wrapped around the breast poked her breasts lightly. It could experience how it effected her.
She started to rub her thighs together lifting one groundwork. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to fuck her faster and faster now feeling its own pleasure rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the member and tentacle. Her ass was so much tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such intense orgasms. Feeling pure 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 lips to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her pony bum. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her back to curve popping out her perfect breasts. It pressed her plenteous ass impudence together around its pumping member.
She moaned louder and louder feeling another orgasm on the rise.
'' Ugh ! Ugh ! I'm-I- gon na -- c-c-cuuum ! '' she cried as she felt a hot thick load fill her ass. Her trap tightened again as she climaxed feeling undulation of pleasure flood her wholly body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all sweat now. Her shoulders heaving. Her wooden leg quivering. Her limb shook. Feeling in a nation of bliss almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would admit her next an unwished-for sound arose.
Or rather a lack thereof. The rain was letting up. It had been quite a few moment since it had heard the last quake of thunder.
Without a second thought it sprinted through the open window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to slump to the floor.

The creature still in the bird-scarer outfit sprinted through thr woods. Moving into the storm with afford eyes and ears.
Back to hunting.

After another 20 mo the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her trial by ordeal. She could barely take the air even and her mind was still dizzy.
She started walking back home with her skid her thong and a ripped exposed shirt.
She looked around seeing the dead torn apart deer. Her eyes widened thinking it being a in force 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 literal 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 part of it to ribbons.
'' You seem like you could receive it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The monster jumped truly startled for nil ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly sibilation under the masque. The assailable teeth where the pharynx once was grinding covered and dripping with stock. Staring at the tall thin placid man in a suit. A hat covering his eyes with an unnatural all-embracing and sharp smile with shark like teeth.
'' No need for that. I have something to put up you. '' *click*