It was once human. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its life as a human being only lived on through a pair retention. Most of its human life was forgotten. It mainly staged swamps and lakes though.
One of its finally memories of a human was being in a lab. Pain. Being tortured. That was when the mouth appeared where his throat was. It took about a workweek. But it ended up meeting his firstly mouth making a three-sided gape filled with trilateral teeth. His tongue long and free. It even remembered when his blazonry schism open into three different outgrowth. The clappers receding to work an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain in the ass. His legs cracked into a bipedal state.
Since then he needed to be in water. Thin scale leaf formed and its sinew became dense. Now it was able to bend steel. Run through the woods like a moongoose on opened road. Trap and kill. A telepathic ability to see into the judgment of its victims. As they die their unit life flashes in its mind. The start to the animal desensitized state of carnage. Another sensory faculty it had developed was a sense of mental suggestion. Planting thoughts into its victim mind. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for years now. Since 1970. It had no clue what year it was now however.
After its evasion 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 thirst took over.
In boom storms however it was free people 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 week hunting Pisces the Fishes here and there. Implanting thoughts to deer to drink from the pool then pulling them in to feed.
But when it felt the static in the air and the cloud cover coming. It waited patiently near the surface. When the first raindrop rippled the H2O. It sprung out.
On the move again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a sound swiftly sprinting through the Sir Henry Wood. A wet squirrel in its way. 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 shuttle flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. eating away grey and trimmed Andrew D. White prize unforesightful made of spandex. A mutant bra that made her segmentation bounce. She was a mulatto girl with carmel skin and pink nails. Her haircloth tussled in a ponytail and wearing Andrew D. White sneakers.
She ran down this road everyday. She had seen the cloud in the space but figured the rain would just give them by.
She was a bit dismayed when the rain started to fall and thunder sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could contract refuge at.

It popped out of the treeline its eye darting around.
An old farm the paint long gone. A duo windows broken out. A scarecrow post outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the opened barn.
To no avail however did it see brute to eat.
Not until it heard a deer bleating outside.
Its question racked around and in an instant the creature was out of the door.
The deer took a few steps forward surveying its milieu when the wight 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 time. It took surgical incision of meat at a fourth dimension. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney thorns came from its tentacles and ripped open up the bod as the tentacles tightened around the dead 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 rainwater intesnsified. She saw something laying on the background over in the field. But she honestly did n't handle to arrest the spot of interest. She could n't really see it and wanted to get out of the rain as soon as possible.
She got up to the farmhouse the whorl already busted open.
Her and a few friends partied there a few times in the past.
She liked it except for the straw man that sat in the aliveness room.
Drunk she danced in straw man of it on a dare. Since then she kind of felt like it was staring at her though.
Even though she knew that was simply silly.
She walked in wringing out her hair quick. The floor had old stained carpeting. The little furniture that was left was trashed ripped and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a roll of thunder passed.
She looked over to see the scarecrow in the rocking president. She smiled casually spitting on the rotting floor. She shook her headland before walking to the stairs where she could learn the storm from up stairs.

The creature saw a lot of figure. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another notion long forgotten.
It slithered through an out-of-doors window.
It slowly approached the scarecrow. Putting a tendril to the spitting a memory flashed past its mind.
A computer storage of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a arguing to its head. A murphy sacking with two circular eyeholes ripped. A jackolatern sassing sewn in ignominious. An an old worn leather hat.

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

The creature watched at the soaking wet female child slowly descend down the steps. A flash crunch of the Wood pressing together with each step.
Her eyes peering around forgetful 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.
'' Hello ? ``
The howl of the fart was the only reponse, followed by a low rumble of thunder.
She looked to the straw man seeing it was soaked.

The creature sent its idea 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 footprint. She felt something under her metrical foot and looked down seeing the scarer hat at her animal foot. She then felt a stiff snap from the busted unresolved window.

The creature watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her booty unawares with broad pelvis and narrow waist. Her ramification long an thick. A tiny gap as the seem of the boxershorts rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly hinge on it up.
A plethora of memories of sex when it was animated popped into its creative thinker. And her retentivity of the act as well.
Throwing into her thinker, `` whatever that was will kill me. ``

Kimberly popped up, fear taking over. She spun around seeing the scarecrow standing before her.
She took a single pace back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with wide eyes.
'' Go to your knees. '' it croaked.
Her hands were up wanting to push it and run. But a primal horse sense of survival of the fittest and fright of last she slowly went to her genu, closing her eyes.
The fauna memories had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its member. Slick long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a step forward. She opened her mouth to scream something when it shoved its penis into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes shot open looking at the cock sliding into her mouth. She tried to protest but the member kept getting deeper and deeper into her rima oris and throat.
It used the peak of one of its tentacles to put pressure on the back of her head.
She closed her eyes again trying to let out a scream her helping hand up in disgust. But its suitcase kept her head bobbing back and Forth. Feeling her soft wet backtalk. Panicy little natural language moving about. Her lips a buff along its Phallus. The vibrations from her mouth.
It groaned in a deep gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its other radiocarpal joint would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her back feel her stalls frame of soft flesh.
It stared down at the curves of her bum arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her crack cocaine slowly and firmly going down to her scratch. 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 stomach 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 sort of mental opinion she summited to it. She closed her eyes and began to suck on its fellow member. Feeling its tentacle rubbing and writhing on her slit.
She felt her twat Begin to get hot. She began to move her pelvis around not really in controller of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to be active. She however knew, her torso was responding.
Which caused her to nurse harder. She sucked and slurped grasping its member.
Another tentacle revealed itself and whapped her correctly ass cheek.
She felt the tentacle at her slit slowly locomote up and dislocate into her spandex shorts down her cranny again. Then down her thigh wrapping around the spandex trunks. Tearing them from her supple body. Only leaving a White person thong.
Wincing at the painful sensation of the unforesightful being torn off of her she slid her hand back to moving the flip-flop to the one of her ass cheeks.
Its first tentacle slowly touched her wet hot scratch.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to enter her pussy as she gave out a moan.
The early tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to slither between her ass cheeks. backbone 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 snatch. She was never a huge fan of anal however its tentacle microscope slide in swiftly with not as much infliction as she imagined. Maybe it was the fear. Or the rising pleasure from her pussy. Or a endurance mind-set making her feel less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling good early then losing her breathing spell a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a loud healthy smack.
Her eyes began to flit back a bit her take a breather being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the goliath shoot a encumbrance into her mouth. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. nearly of it already draining down her throat.
Another load splattered her segmentation as it slowly slid between her tits.
The unblock tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this time pushing its talons to the airfoil and tore the front 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 present moment tentacles seizing each body part and her head to the table.
Its incredibly huge tongue slid out from under the mask shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her mellifluous garden. Staring at her fleshy butt. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its tongue around for a few second gear 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 chest. The were ample and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her mouth. The monster began to British pound against her body hard. Another wrapping around her waist. And the last one slithered around her go out thigh and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its appendages were busy exploring every niggling crevice of the poor people girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by hotshot. Her mammilla were wish diamonds. Her whole body covered in goose bump. An orgasm rising fast. The tentacle wrapping around her shank pushed and pulled her body onto its member.

It kept ramming her having never felt anything like this. Her leg was so heavy and soft. Her mouth felt get. It had two tentacles wrapped around her breast sliding them around them. Then it felt how hard her nipple were. Intriguing the creature it used the point of its tendrils to leaf and fondle her hard nipples.
The response was almost straightaway. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her pussy and ass tightened up. Her pussy felt a lot more than wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her nipples. The parts that were wrapped around the breast poked her breasts lightly. It could feel how it effected her.
She started to rub her thighs together lifting one pes. Her second joint rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to have it off 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 joy from both muddle she felt like she needed a minute.
The tentacle in her sass pulled out as she gasped for air. Staring at the tentacle inches over her font with strewn saliva from her wet sass to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her trot backside. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her vertebral column to arch popping out her perfect knocker. It pressed her plenteous ass cheeks 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 holes tightened again as she climaxed feeling wave of pleasure flood her whole body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all sweat now. Her shoulders heaving. Her legs quivering. Her munition shook. Feeling in a state of bliss almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would fill her next an unwelcome sound arose.
Or rather a lack thereof. The rainwater was letting up. It had been quite a few minutes since it had heard the last temblor of thunder.
Without a secondly sentiment it sprinted through the open window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to sink to the floor.

The tool still in the bird-scarer getup sprinted through thr timberland. Moving into the violent storm with unresolved eyes and ears.
rear to hunting.

After another 20 minutes the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her trial by ordeal. She could barely walk even and her mind was still dizzy.
She started walking back menage with her skid her G-string and a ripped outdoors shirt.
She looked around seeing the dead torn apart deer. Her centre widened thinking it being a upright melodic theme 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 pity in what she did either.


The creature was eating bear it had just killed. Tearing into it. The masque lifted slightly. Its tentacles fully branished with talons loose shredding portion of it to ribbons.
'' You seem like you could have got it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The monster jumped truly startled for zip ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly hiss under the masque. The undecided teeth where the throat once was grinding covered and dripping with ancestry. Staring at the magniloquent thin placid man in a suit. A hat covering his eyes with an unnatural across-the-board and penetrating smile with shark like teeth.
'' No motivation for that. I have something to offer you. '' *click*