It was once man. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its life as a human only lived on through a couple store. Most of its human lifetime was forgotten. It mainly staged swamps and lakes though.
One of its last memories of a human was being in a lab. pain. Being tortured. That was when the back talk appeared where his throat was. It took about a week. But it ended up meeting his beginning rima oris making a trilateral gape filled with trilateral teeth. His tongue long and free. It even remembered when his arms Split open into three different process. The finger cymbals receding to form an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His peg cracked into a bipedal state.
Since then he needed to be in piss. Thin scales formed and its muscles became dense. Now it was able to bend steel. Run through the woods like a moongoose on undecided road. trap and kill. A telepathic power to see into the brain of its victims. As they die their whole life-time flashes in its mind. The start to the creatures desensitized state of butchery. Another horse sense it had developed was a sense of genial proffer. Planting thoughts into its dupe brain. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for days now. Since 1970. It had no clue what class it was now however.
After its escape it had been running and hunting ever since.
It was good. Dangerous, and rarely thought anymore. It had attacked many humans. Killed few. Only in wintertime where the hungriness took over.
In scag violent storm however it was free 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 swampland for the past workweek hunting fish here and there. Implanting thoughts 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 surface. When the initiative raindrop rippled the water. It sprung out.
On the move again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a strait 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 Tree and gathered acorns flashed through its brain. Seconds it was gone.
raspberry in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the life of that hoot flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. Wearing grey and trimmed White River booty short made of spandex. A sports bra that made her cleavage spring. She was a mulatto girl with carmel skin and pink nails. Her hair tussled in a ponytail and wearing white sneakers.
She ran down this road everyday. She had seen the cloud in the distance but figured the rain would just go past them by.
She was a bit demoralize 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 pigment long gone. A mates windows broken out. A scarecrow post outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the open barn.
To no avail however did it see animals to eat.
Not until it heard a deer bleating outside.
Its straits racked around and in an instant the creature was out of the door.
The cervid took a few steps forward surveying its surroundings when the puppet tackled it to the ground. The cervid did n't even get to whine in dissent as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no clip. It took sections of nub at a clock time. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney thorn came from its tentacles and ripped afford the frame as the tentacles tightened around the all in 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 land over in the field. But she honestly did n't care to check the smear of interest. 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 friends partied there a few time in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the living room.
wino she danced in movement 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 rug. The little furniture that was left was trashed rive and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a coil of thunder passed.
She looked over to see the scarecrow in the rocking chair. She smiled casually spitting on the rotting storey. She shook her head before walking to the stair where she could watch the storm from up stairs.

The beast saw a lot of shape. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another feeling long forgotten.
It slithered through an loose window.
It slowly approached the bird-scarer. Putting a tendril to the spitting a memory flashed past its mind.
A retentiveness of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the strawman with a joust to its point. A tater shift with two circular eyeholes ripped. A jackolatern mouth 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 worry she started down the stairs.

The wight watched at the soaking wet fille slowly descend down the stairs. A loud compaction of the Natalie Wood pressing together with each whole tone.
Her centre 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 howl of the wind was the only reponse, followed by a low rumble of thunder.
She looked to the scarecrow seeing it was soaked.

The creature sent its thoughts out to her.
'' Its cypher. ``

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 bird-scarer hat at her feet. She then felt a stiff snap from the busted exposed window.

The beast watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her prize short-change with full hips and narrow waist. Her wooden leg long an midst. A flyspeck gap as the seem of the shorts rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly rode it up.
A plethora of memories of sex when it was alive popped into its mind. And her memories of the act as well.
Throwing into her mind, `` whatever that was will kill me. ``

Kimberly popped up, veneration taking over. She spun around seeing the strawman standing before her.
She took a unmarried step back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with wide eyes.
'' Go to your knee. '' it croaked.
Her manpower were up wanting to advertise it and run. But a primal sense of survival and fear of demise she slowly went to her knees, closing her eyes.
The creatures retentivity 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 rima oris to scream something when it shoved its member into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes shot open looking at the peter sliding into her oral cavity. She tried to protest but the fellow member kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the tips of one of its tentacles to put pressure on the spine of her head.
She closed her heart again trying to let out a screeching her workforce up in disgust. But its grip kept her head word bobbing back and Forth. Feeling her easy wet oral cavity. Panicy little tongue moving about. Her back talk a buffer along its phallus. The shaking from her mouth.
It groaned in a late gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its former wrist would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her back feeling her stable frame of indulgent flesh.
It stared down at the curvature of her butt arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her crack slowly and firmly going down to her slit. Feeling her grab 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 resist straight. Her eyes flicked up seeing the tentacles coming out of the sleeves.
'Oh my god ! It 's a fucking giant !'her judgment screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and intrusion. She knew she was in true trouble. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any form of mental judgements she summited to it. She closed her eyes and began to wet-nurse on its member. Feeling its tentacle rubbing and writhing on her slit.
She felt her pussy Begin to get hot. She began to travel her renal pelvis around not really in mastery of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to move. She however knew, her body was responding.
Which caused her to suckle harder. She sucked and slurped grasping its member.
Another tentacle revealed itself and whapped her right wing ass cheek.
She felt the tentacle at her puss slowly move up and slip into her spandex shorts down her crack again. Then down her thigh wrapping around the spandex drawers. Tearing them from her supple body. Only leaving a white thong.
Wincing at the pain of the short 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 slit.
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 slue between her ass cheeks. backrest and Forth River it slide before turning the tip of its tendril into her asshole.

Kimberly was already moaning on its shaft from the tentacle wiggling in her pussy. She was never a immense fan of anal however its tentacle sloping trough in swiftly with not as much pain as she imagined. Maybe it was the care. Or the rising pleasure from her twat. Or a survival mindset making her feel less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling right early then losing her hint a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a gimcrack healthy smack.
Her eyes began to flutter back a bit her pass off being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the monster shoot a payload into her mouthpiece. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. Most of it already draining down her throat.
Another onus splattered her cleavage as it slowly slither between her tits.
The release tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this clip pushing its talons to the aerofoil and tore the front of the shirt open. It retracted the talons that ran along the edges 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 second tentacles seizing each body part and her head to the table.
Its incredibly immense lingua slid out from under the mask shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her sweetness garden. Staring at her sarcoid butt. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its tongue around for a few bit 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 boob. The were ample and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her backtalk. The ogre began to Ezra Loomis Pound against her physical structure intemperate. Another wrapping around her waist. And the last one slithered around her pull up stakes thigh and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its appendages were interfering exploring every little scissure of the poor girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. Her nipples were like diamonds. Her whole consistency covered in goosebump. An orgasm rising fast. The tentacle wrapping around her waist pushed and pulled her body onto its member.

It kept ramming her having never felt anything like this. Her leg was so heavy and diffused. Her oral fissure felt astound. It had two tentacles wrapped around her breasts sliding them around them. Then it felt how grueling her mamilla were. Intriguing the creature it used the tips of its tendrils to leaf and fondle her hard nipples.
The response was almost immediate. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her pussy and ass tightened up. Her pussy felt a lot more wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her nipples. The part that were wrapped around the breast poked her knocker lightly. It could feel how it effected her.
She started to rub her thighs together lifting one foot. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to fuck her faster and faster now feeling its own pleasance rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the appendage and tentacle. Her ass was so practically tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such vivid orgasms. Feeling utter pleasure from both mess she felt like she needed a minute.
The tentacle in her backtalk pulled out as she gasped for air. Staring at the tentacle inches over her brass with strewn saliva from her wet backtalk to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her pony tail. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her rachis to arch popping out her perfect titty. It pressed her sizable ass boldness 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 waving of pleasure flood her whole body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all travail now. Her shoulders heaving. Her legs quivering. Her arms shook. Feeling in a state of bliss almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would take her future an unwelcome 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-place temblor of thunder.
Without a secondly thought it sprinted through the candid window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to slump to the floor.

The wight still in the scarecrow outfit sprinted through thr forest. Moving into the tempest with open center and ears.
cover to hunting.

After another 20 minute of arc 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 home with her shoes her thong and a rive unresolved shirt.
She looked around seeing the dead torn apart cervid. Her center widened thinking it being a unspoiled 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 pity in what she did either.


The creature was eating bear it had just killed. Tearing into it. The masquerade party lifted slightly. Its tentacles fully branished with talons loose shredding character of it to ribbons.
'' You seem like you could accept it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The monstrosity jumped truly startled for nothing ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly hiss under the mask. The assailable teeth where the pharynx once was grinding covered and dripping with line. Staring at the magniloquent thin placid man in a suit. A hat covering his centre with an abnormal wide and keen smile with shark like teeth.
'' No need for that. I have something to declare oneself you. '' *click*