It was once homo. Now it really did n't love what it was.
Its biography as a human only lived on through a match memories. Most of its human life was forgotten. It mainly staged swampland and lakes though.
One of its last retention of a human was being in a lab. pain in the ass. Being tortured. That was when the mouth appeared where his pharynx was. It took about a calendar week. But it ended up meeting his starting time mouth making a triangular gape filled with triangular teeth. His natural language long and resign. It even remembered when his arms split open into three unlike appendage. The ivory receding to spring an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His legs cracked into a two-footed state.
Since then he needed to be in pee. Thin scales formed and its muscles became dim. Now it was able to flex sword. Run through the Mrs. Henry Wood like a moongoose on open road. ambush and kill. A telepathic ability to see into the judgment of its victims. As they die their unharmed life flashes in its judgement. The head start to the fauna desensitized State Department of carnage. Another mother wit it had developed was a common sense of mental proffer. Planting cerebration into its victims mind. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for years now. Since 1970. It had no cue 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 human. Killed few. Only in wintertime where the hunger took over.
In thunder tempest however it was unblock 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 times workweek hunting fish here and there. Implanting sentiment to deer to drink from the pond 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 water system. 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 tree and gathered acorns flashed through its mind. Seconds it was gone.
Birds in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the life of that razz flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. erosion grey and trimmed white booty unretentive made of spandex. A mutant bra that made her segmentation bounce. She was a mulatto girl with carmel pelt and garden pink nails. Her haircloth tussled in a ponytail and wearing white sneakers.
She ran down this route everyday. She had seen the clouds in the space but figured the rain would just pass them by.
She was a bit dismayed when the rain started to flow and boom sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could admit resort at.

It popped out of the treeline its eyes darting around.
An old farm the paint long gone. A couple windows broken out. A scarer place outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the unfastened barn.
To no service however did it see animals to eat.
Not until it heard a deer bleating outside.
Its head racked around and in an second 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 protest as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no clip. It took sections of inwardness at a time. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney thorns came from its tentacles and ripped open up the flesh as the tentacles tightened around the dead animal.
It fed for a couplet 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 priming over in the champaign. But she honestly did n't care to check the spot 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 lock already busted open.
Her and a few booster partied there a few times in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the living 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 tomentum quick. The story had old stained rugs. The little furniture that was left was trashed rive and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a bun of thunder passed.
She looked over to see the scarecrow in the rocking chair. She smiled casually spitting on the putrefaction floor. She shook her head before walking to the stairs where she could watch the storm from up stairs.

The brute saw a lot of pulp. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another feeling long forgotten.
It slithered through an undefendable window.
It slowly approached the straw man. Putting a tendril to the tongue a memory flashed past its mind.
A memory of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a tilt to its brain. A potato sack with two circular spyhole ripped. A jackolatern oral cavity sewn in black. An an old worn leather hat.

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

The animal watched at the soaking wet girl slowly descend down the step. A loud crunch of the Grant Wood pressing together with each whole tone.
Her middle 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.
'' hello ? ``
The howling of the malarkey 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 thought out to her.
'' Its zero. ``

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 scarecrow hat at her feet. She then felt a clay breeze from the busted open window.

The creature watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her booty short with wide-eyed hips and narrow waist. Her legs long an thick. A midget gap as the seem of the shorts rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly cod it up.
A embarrassment of computer memory of sex when it was active popped into its mind. And her storage 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 scarecrow standing before her.
She took a single step back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with all-embracing eyes.
'' Go to your human knee. '' it croaked.
Her hands were up wanting to push it and run. But a primal sense of selection and fear of death she slowly went to her knees, closing her eyes.
The puppet memories had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its fellow member. slickness long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a step forward. She opened her sass to scream something when it shoved its member 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 mouth and throat.
It used the tips of one of its tentacles to put press on the back of her head.
She closed her eye again trying to let out a shriek her hands up in disgust. But its grip kept her head bobbing back and Forth River. Feeling her flabby wet mouth. Panicy fiddling glossa moving about. Her back talk 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 back feeling her stable systema skeletale of mild flesh.
It stared down at the curves of her buttocks arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her crack slowly and firmly going down to her cunt. Feeling her snatch under the spandex.
Its tentacle curved and wriggled into her.

Kimberly suddenly stopped struggling so much. reverence 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 colossus !'her idea screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and infringement. She knew she was in lawful difficulty. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any sort of mental sagacity she summited to it. She closed her eye and began to imbibe on its penis. Feeling its tentacle friction and writhing on her slit.
She felt her pussycat begin to get hot. She began to move her hip around not really in ascendency of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to move. She however knew, her body 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 scratch slowly actuate up and slue into her spandex shorts down her go again. Then down her thigh wrapping around the spandex shorts. Tearing them from her supple trunk. Only leaving a Edward White thong.
Wincing at the nuisance 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 cunt.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to enter her pussy as she gave out a moan.
The other tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to slide between her ass cheeks. 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 pussy. She was never a huge fan of anal retentive however its tentacle sloping trough in swiftly with not as a good deal botheration as she imagined. Maybe it was the concern. Or the rising joy from her pussy. Or a survival mindset making her feel less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling good other then losing her breathing space 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 middle began to flutter back a bit her breathe being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A live up to moan started from her when she felt the monster shoot a consignment into her mouth. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. virtually of it already draining down her throat.
Another onus splattered her segmentation as it slowly slide between her tits.
The free tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this clock time pushing its talons to the surface and bust the movement of the shirt exposed. 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 present moment tentacles seizing each body share 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 scented garden. Staring at her fleshy butt. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its knife around for a few seconds before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it appendage into her pussy. Two of its tentacles sliding around her costa and grasping her freed tit. The were ample and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her mouth. The lusus naturae began to pound against her consistence hard. Another wrapping around her shank. And the last one slithered around her left field thigh and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its appendages were busy exploring every small crevice of the poor girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. Her pap were alike adamant. Her unharmed body covered in goosebumps. 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 sarcoid and soft. Her backtalk felt amazing. It had two tentacles wrapped around her bosom sliding them around them. Then it felt how hard her nipple were. Intriguing the creature it used the tips of its tendrils to flick and fondle her hard nipples.
The response was almost immediate. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her puss 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 parting that were wrapped around the breast poked her titty lightly. It could experience how it effected her.
She started to rub her second joint together lifting one foot. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to sleep together 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 oral cavity pulled out as she gasped for air. Staring at the tentacle inches over her face with straw spittle from her wet mouth to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her trot backside. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her back to curve popping out her perfect titty. It pressed her ample 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 consignment fill her ass. Her yap tightened again as she climaxed feeling waves of pleasure flood her entirely body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all stew now. Her shoulder joint heaving. Her branch quivering. Her weapons system shook. Feeling in a state of bliss almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would take her adjacent an unwelcome sound arose.
Or rather a lack thereof. The rain was letting up. It had been quite a few transactions since it had heard the last quake of thunder.
Without a second base view it sprinted through the open window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to slump to the floor.

The animal still in the scarecrow kit sprinted through thr timber. Moving into the storm with surface eye and ears.
Back to hunting.

After another 20 minute the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her ordeal. She could barely take the air even and her mind was still dizzy.
She started walking back rest home with her shoes her G-string and a rend open shirt.
She looked around seeing the short torn apart deer. Her eyes widened thinking it being a unspoilt estimate 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 ignominy 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 have 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 snort under the mask. The open dentition where the throat once was grinding covered and dripping with rake. Staring at the tall dilute placid man in a cause. A hat covering his eyes with an affected wide and sharp grinning with shark like teeth.
'' No need for that. I have something to offer you. '' *click*