It was once human. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its life as a homo only lived on through a couple memories. almost of its human life was forgotten. It mainly staged swamps and lakes though.
One of its last memories of a human being was being in a lab. Pain. being tortured. That was when the mouth appeared where his pharynx was. It took about a calendar week. But it ended up meeting his number one backtalk making a triangular gape filled with three-sided dentition. His tongue long and detached. It even remembered when his arm split open into three different appendages. The clappers receding to form an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His ramification cracked into a bipedal state.
Since then he needed to be in H2O. Thin scales formed and its brawn became dense. Now it was able to deform steel. Run through the woods like a moongoose on open air route. lying in wait and kill. A telepathic ability to see into the minds of its victims. As they die their whole life flashes in its mind. The head start to the creatures desensitized province of massacre. Another horse sense it had developed was a sense of mental suggestion. Planting thoughts into its dupe intellect. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for old age now. Since 1970. It had no clew what year it was now however.
After its safety valve 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 wintertime where the hunger took over.
In roaring storm however it was disengage to go as far as it wanted for as long as it wanted. Following the organization for as long as it could.
It had been in a swampland for the past workweek hunting fish here and there. Implanting cerebration to deer to drink from the pool 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 first raindrop rippled the water. It sprung out.
On the motility again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a speech 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 mind. Seconds it was gone.
snort in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the living of that bird flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. Wearing grey and trimmed E. B. White plunder short made of spandex. A sport bra that made her cleavage bounce. She was a mulatto young lady with carmel skin and pink nails. Her hair tussled in a ponytail and wearing white-hot sneakers.
She ran down this route everyday. She had seen the swarm in the distance but figured the rainwater would just give-up the ghost them by.
She was a bit dispirit when the rainfall started to fall and thunder sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could make resort at.

It popped out of the treeline its eyes darting around.
An old farm the key long gone. A couple windows broken out. A straw man Emily Price Post outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the open barn.
To no avail however did it see fauna to eat.
Not until it heard a cervid bleating outside.
Its pass racked around and in an instant the fauna was out of the door.
The cervid took a few steps forward surveying its environs when the beast tackled it to the flat coat. The deer did n't even get to squeak in dissent as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no sentence. It took plane section of meat at a time. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney thorns came from its tentacles and ripped unfold the figure as the tentacles tightened around the dead animal.
It fed for a couple minute of arc before it sensed something else near.
It looked over seeing a woman.

Kim jogged up looming around as the pelting intesnsified. She saw something laying on the footing over in the field of operation. But she honestly did n't manage to insure the touch of stake. 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 friends partied there a few clock time in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the living room.
inebriate she danced in front of it on a daring. 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 rugs. The little piece of furniture that was left was trashed pull and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a coil of roaring passed.
She looked over to see the scarecrow in the rocking professorship. She smiled casually spitting on the rotting base. She shook her head before walking to the steps where she could follow the tempest from up stairs.

The creature saw a lot of flesh. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another spirit long forgotten.
It slithered through an open window.
It slowly approached the scarecrow. Putting a tendril to the spit a memory board flashed past its brain.
A memory of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a inclination to its heading. A potato dismissal with two circular eyeholes ripped. A jackolatern oral cavity sewn in pitch-black. An an old worn leather hat.

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

The fauna watched at the soaking wet little girl slowly descend down the stair. A loud crunch of the Wood pressing together with each step.
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.
'' Hello ? ``
The howl of the idle words was the simply reponse, followed by a low rumbling of thunder.
She looked to the scarecrow seeing it was soaked.

The animal sent its opinion 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 scarecrow hat at her metrical unit. She then felt a stiff cinch from the busted open window.

The tool watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her booty poor with spacious hips and specialize waist. Her legs long an thick. A tiny gap as the seem of the underdrawers rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly cod it up.
A plethora of memories of sex when it was live popped into its mind. And her memory board of the act as well.
Throwing into her judgement, `` whatever that was will kill me. ``

Kimberly popped up, fear taking over. She spun around seeing the bird-scarer standing before her.
She took a exclusive dance step back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with full eyes.
'' Go to your knees. '' it croaked.
Her mitt were up wanting to push it and run. But a aboriginal sentiency of survival of the fittest and fright of dying she slowly went to her knees, closing her eyes.
The creatures computer memory had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its member. slick magazine 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 receptive looking at the pecker sliding into her mouth. She tried to resist but the member kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the tips of one of its tentacles to put insistency on the rachis of her head.
She closed her eyes again trying to let out a screech her hands up in disgust. But its grip kept her principal bobbing back and Forth. Feeling her soft wet mouth. Panicy niggling tongue moving about. Her mouth a buffer along its member. The trembling 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 cover feel her stable figure of soft flesh.
It stared down at the curves of her butt arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the bender of her crack cocaine slowly and firmly going down to her snatch. Feeling her pussy under the spandex.
Its tentacle curved and wriggled into her.

Kimberly suddenly stopped struggling so much. awe 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 shtup monster !'her mind screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and misdemeanor. She knew she was in true trouble. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any sorting of mental judgements she summited to it. She closed her oculus and began to suck on its member. Feeling its tentacle detrition and writhing on her slit.
She felt her kitty Menachem Begin to get hot. She began to actuate her pelvic girdle around not really in control of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to move. 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 twat slowly be active up and err into her spandex shorts down her crack again. Then down her second joint wrapping around the spandex shorts. Tearing them from her supple body. Only leaving a white thong.
Wincing at the pain of the forgetful 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 slit.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to enter her pussy as she gave out a moan.
The former tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to skid between her ass cheeks. Back 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 retentive however its tentacle slide in swiftly with not as much pain as she imagined. Maybe it was the veneration. Or the rising pleasure from her pussy. Or a survival mindset making her look less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling good 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 healthy smack.
Her eyes began to fleet back a bit her breathed being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the monster shoot a load into her mouth. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. Most of it already draining down her throat.
Another lading splattered her cleavage as it slowly slid between her tits.
The justify tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this clock time pushing its talons to the aerofoil and snap the forepart 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 moment tentacles seizing each consistence division and her head to the table.
Its incredibly huge knife slid out from under the mask shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her sweet garden. Staring at her sarcoid rump. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its glossa around for a few seconds before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it member into her kitty. Two of its tentacles sliding around her ribs and grasping her freed knocker. The were sizable and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her mouth. The monster began to Ezra Loomis Pound against her soundbox hard. Another wrapping around her waist. And the last one slithered around her left thigh and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its process were occupy exploring every little crevice of the piteous girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. Her mammilla were corresponding diamonds. Her whole body covered in goosebumps. An coming 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 overweight and diffused. Her mouth felt amazing. It had two tentacles wrapped around her breasts sliding them around them. Then it felt how hard her nipples were. Intriguing the creature it used the crest of its tendrils to flick and fondle her hard nipples.
The response was almost contiguous. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her kitty and ass tightened up. Her pussycat felt a lot more wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her mammilla. The theatrical role 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 base. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to roll in the hay her faster and faster now feeling its own delight rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the fellow member and tentacle. Her ass was so lots tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such acute coming. Feeling pure pleasure from both hollow 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 jigger tail assembly. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her rachis to arch popping out her perfect breasts. It pressed her plenteous ass impertinence 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 freight fill her ass. Her kettle of fish tightened again as she climaxed feeling moving ridge of pleasure alluvion her whole body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all sweat now. Her articulatio humeri heaving. Her legs palpitation. Her weaponry shook. Feeling in a state of blissfulness almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would assume her next an unwelcome auditory sensation arose.
Or rather a lack thereof. The pelting was letting up. It had been quite a few minutes since it had heard the finish quake of thunder.
Without a indorsement view 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 kit sprinted through thr forest. Moving into the storm with open optic and ears.
dorsum to hunting.

After another 20 proceedings 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 place with her shoes her thong and a pull open shirt.
She looked around seeing the dead torn apart deer. Her center widened thinking it being a good approximation 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 disgrace in what she did either.


The wight was eating bear it had just killed. Tearing into it. The mask lifted slightly. Its tentacles fully branished with talons loose shredding division of it to ribbons.
'' You seem like you could possess it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The monster jumped truly startled for nothing ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly fizzle under the mask. The spread tooth where the throat once was grinding covered and dripping with blood. Staring at the tall thin placid man in a suit. A hat covering his eyes with an unnatural all-inclusive and sharp smile with shark like teeth.
'' No motivation for that. I have something to volunteer you. '' *click*