1
Sophie stood in strawman of the room access, willing herself to fall in in and knock. It was n't that she was scared of what or who was behind the door. There were few thing that Sophie Meyers feared, and her nerdy schoolfellow would never make that list. Still, something made her pause. superbia, maybe.

Steeling herself, she set her jaw and knocked on the door. A few secondment later, the apartment door opened, revealing a tiny Asian daughter in glasses and hair that obviously had n't been brushed or washed for days. She froze in the doorway.

'' Hi Tsuki, '' said Sophie. `` I hate doing this to you, but it 's kind of an emergency. Can I barge in at your place tonight ? '' She grinned, showing flannel, perfectly uncoiled teeth.

'' Um ... '' Tsuki started, faltering almost as soon as she tried.

'' Great ! Thanks. '' Sophie adjusted the bag hanging from her shoulder and pushed past the much shorter female child. Sophie looked around. She wrinkled her nose.

Tsuki 's apartment was exactly what she expected. It was small, bland, and crammed with volume on every uncommitted arduous surface. There were n't any decorations or personal touches in the main room. Even the couch looked like it was the cheapest good example Wal-mart sold. It was exactly the variety of apartment a nerdy girl who actually took college seriously would have.

'' W-what happened ? '' asked Tsuki, closing the door and trailing after Sophie like a puppy.

'' Hm ? Oh, a put-on. '' Sophie dropped her bookbag and purse on top of an open book on what she assumed was the coffee tree table. `` Some fathead thought it would be funny to mess up with the girls'water heater in my student residence, and now the shoes is flooded and I have a test tomorrow. Mind if I use your exhibitor ? ``

'' What ? Oh, no ! '' Tsuki protested, darting in front of Sophie and blocking the way to the lavatory. `` You can stick here for a night of row, but my cascade is ... ''

'' Ugh, do n't secern me it 's not working either. '' Sophie rolled her eyes. Just her luck. The one person who would n't have got one or more of their classmates begging to cast breaker was the one with a rupture shower.

'' Broken ? No, it 's ... I mean, yes. Yes, it 's broken. '' Tsuki remained very still, staring at the brunette girl.

'' Well, that 'd excuse the fuzz, then, '' said Sophie. Her optic darted from the Asian daughter 's face up to her dirty, ratty black hair. No, the truth was that the swot probably just forgot to bath for a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. She often seemed to blank out.

It was a pity, Sophie reflected. Tsuki could 've been pretty if she actually tried. She was a five foot nothing Asian girl at a skill focused university. Men went nuts over that. She looked soft and inviting, and her timid nature had to be like crack to the other nerds. Maybe it was the brains who kept the other nerds away. terminal Sophie remembered, Tsuki had a full ride and was studying Quantum physics or some Irish bull Sophie did n't get.

All that mattered was that the girl was friendly, overbold, unforced to help with some of the bullshit classes to save Sophie 's required B average, and was too much of a piece of cake to say no. Like, ever.

'' Yeah ... That 's it. '' Tsuki smiled. It looked as forced as Sophie 's had felt.

'' Whatever, '' said Sophie. She planted herself on the cheap sofa. `` Maybe I can grab a shower bath at the gym in the morning. Tonight though ... What do you know of 17th century French lit ? ``

'' Um. '' A bit of color came to Tsuki 's cheeks. `` Not much. I 'm afraid I 'm not very serious at literature. Any trig homework ? That stuff and nonsense 's nice and soft. ``

Sophie stared at Tsuki like she 'd grown a second heading. She shook her head slowly, pityingly. This was why the girl did n't make much of a societal animation outside of times Sophie took shame on Tsuki and got her out for a Nox when she needed help with her homework. She was hopeless, but it was prissy to try sometimes. It was like community service.

Oh well. Sophie would take what she could get. Maybe if she got her preparation done early, she could telephone around and recover someplace better to crash. She still had n't made up with Brad, but he was good with his hands and she definitely needed to relieve some tenseness. She grabbed a battered copy of Swann 's Way and opened it.

Tsuki stood there, frozen, staring at the suntanned, brunet girl and wondering what to say or do. She knew that the other girl did n't really like her, but it was nice to act like she had Friend outside of the get along mathematics department sometimes. They were stuffy and life-threatening, and treated her like a fry. Sophie ... Well, it was an improvement.

She uprooted herself and went to the kitchen. After a hour, she came back with a shabu of cherry C. Tsuki set it down on the tabular array next to Sophie and took the other side of the lounge. She pulled her Book out from under the bag and tried to sum up her reading.

'' Aw, thanks, '' said Sophie, grabbing the glass and draining one-half of it in one go. Her approval made Tsuki squirm.

The two sat there in silence, save for Sophie 's occasional complaints about the prose, for nearly an hr before Tsuki got the call.

2

The cell rang with a prepackaged, bland tint. The sound of it stirred the two missy from their studying stupor. Tsuki fished it out of her pocket and answered it. After a moment, she stood up and stepped to the far side of the lilliputian flat, hunched over and engrossed in the call.

Sophie abandoned her record book instantly, instead watching Tsuki and trying desperately to overhear whatever was being said. Was it a boy ? That 'd commit her sufficiency to beleaguer Tsuki for at least the rest of the dark. Or maybe ... Was it a young woman, and that 's why she was being so secretive about it ? Tease fodder for the year, at least.

Tsuki remained hunched over as she listened to the person on the other end. She said little, but nodded a lot and said yes. Sophie craned closer, desperate for anything she could use.

She received cipher. Tsuki hung up and turned around. Sophie forced herself to sit back and look casual.

'' Everything alright ? '' asked Sophie. She fought to observe her nerve neutral.

Tsuki gave a inadequate, ready nod. `` Yes, yes, it 's ... fine. My mentor is calling me into the lab. One of the experiments has ... '' she faltered and cleared her pharynx. `` Nothing you care about. swot stuff, you know ? But it means I have to go in for a couple hours. Will you be okay staying here on your own ? '' She bit her lip.

Sophie decided to bemuse her a osseous tissue. `` Yeah, of course. You take care of whatever you need to do and I 'll read and, like, watch youtube or something. ``

The Asian fille let out a suspiration of succor. Not all of the tautness left her articulatio humeri, but about of it did. `` proficient. Help yourself to anything in the fridge. If you get bore, subscribe to my bed. And ... Whatever you do, do n't try the shower bath. It 's not on the job and you could hurt yourself. ``

Something about it seemed off. It was such a specific thing to head off, especially for a cinch like Tsuki to mention it multiple time instead of just letting it go. Slowly, she nodded her reason, though her peculiarity sank its claws in her and dug in.

'' Yeah, do n't vex about it. Missing a cascade wo n't vote out me. '' She looked up and down Tsuki again. The deduction was there, and the Asian withered.

'' Well. Okay. '' She grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder. She left the flat in a rushing. A import the deadbolt turned, and Sophie was completely alone.

Sophie picked up the book on the table. She tried to wedge herself to worry about it, just enough to end up the reading material for the night so the mental test the adjacent day would n't break her. She tried. But then she looked up towards the bathroom. The can she was supposed to be careful about.

No one told Sophie Meyers no. She did n't need license for anything, and certainly not from a spineless nerd like Tsuki. The girl was odoriferous and knew her place most of the meter, but this was unlike. What could be so serious about the shower ? Did it only blast hot body of water ? Big deal. Unless.

Her eyes lit up. She let out a high-pitched pitched giggle the here and now the thought entered her mind and took root. No, there was probably a very good rationality Tsuki wanted Sophie to forefend the rain shower. It probably had all of her sex miniature in there !

Yeah, that had to be it. Tsuki was repressed as hell and tense. The poor girl probably masturbated three prison term a day just to fend off imploding from her course loading and complete lack of a social life !

She was up in a heartbeat and in the bath before the playscript hit the coffee tree table.

Once the brightness level was on, Sophie 's excitement spiked. Her heart thudded in her chest. The shower was covered with a puritanical tarp. Even if it was broken, who would cover it like this ? Who would even have a tarp handy ? She crept forward.

The chance that it could 've really been broken crossed her creative thinker, but she ignored it in party favour of the mental image of an entire row of dildos and vibrators. Maybe Tsuki was even naughty enough to have the unity from that site Bad Dragon. She was going to die when Sophie set them out on the coffee tree table ! She 'd promise to do all of Sophie 's homework in exchange for not telling. For the entire semester at least.

She pulled the tarp off slowly. It pooled on the base, revealing an enclosed shower behind fully transparent spyglass. And inside was ...

Nothing. Nothing interesting. There was a tub of shampoos and soaps, and a brush for her dorsum. The only matter that was even a little bit weird in the shower was the red button stuck to the rampart. It looked like one of those novelty easy clitoris from basic that talked when you pressed it. Sophie opened the door and turned the rain shower on.

low temperature water splashed over her script, quickly warming up to the finish perspective used. It did n't get too hot or suddenly turn cold. It did n't leak and glut the bathroom. There was zip wrong with it, and there was zilch incriminating to be used against Tsuki. Sophie frowned.

Oh well. She really did ask a shower, and getting one would be enough to fine-tune Tsuki 's olfactory organ about her warning. She looked over her articulatio humeri. Her excess dress were in her bag. There was a luck that Tsuki would be back soon, and Sophie could still be in the shower, or walking out nude. The mental simulacrum of electrical shock on Tsuki 's face made her grin.

She peeled off her clothes and strew them around the lavatory like she owned the place. She did n't do it what it was about the girl that made her feel so damned bratty, but it was too fun to reject. Sophie did a lilliputian whirl, stopping to look up to her rumination and wink at it.

She was almost a perfect opposite to Tsuki. She was just a duet inches shy of six foot. She had a toned, lithe, ball carrier 's body that was tanned from hour of carefully sunning herself. Her small b cup titty suited her thin frame. Her dark dark-brown hairsbreadth went past her articulatio humeri and was currently tied in a ponytail. She was all legs and slender bend, and in love with everything about her appearance.

Sophie blew a kiss to her manifestation and hopped in the shower.

For the next twenty minutes all worries about homework and animation evaporated along with the steam. The round-eyed pleasure of hot water beating against her soundbox lifted her up and calmed her down. By the metre she 'd finished washing and turned the shower off, all thought of tormenting her nerdy friend were gone, replaced with tranquilize contentment.

Until she noticed the button again.

3

At that point Sophie had forgotten all about Tsuki 's warning about her exhibitor. It was clearly safety, and the only if eldritch matter about it was the stupid gimmick button that was stuck to the rampart. She stared at it for a moment, considering just ignoring it and maybe ordering a pizza and watching Netflix. She was about to reach out for the door when she paused.

Sophie hit the button.

'' That was easy ! '' the release said in its tinny voice.

'' Huh, '' said Sophie. She shrugged and reached for the door.

The wall next to the button rippled.

Sophie froze.

Out of the wall came a long, foreign, purple appendage. It grew out of cipher, pushing through the strange dark shimmer of the shower wall. It stretched towards her, forcing her against the door. It waved in the air slowly, like it was swaying to an underwater current. It was a dark purple tentacle, roughly four feet long and as thickset around as her waist at the base, tapering off to as thick as her wrist at the tip.

'' What the factual fuck, '' said Sophie. `` What ? HOW ? '' Her ticker pounded in her chest as the tentacle waved in the air, touching nothing but getting tightlipped and closer to her. The tip landed on her shoulder with a wet plop. It stroked her articulatio humeri and she let out a shriek.

It was affectionate. That surprised her more than anything. It looked like it should feel cold-blooded, rubbery, and fake. It was n't. It was as strong as the shower water had been. It was wet, but not slimy. As it stroked her shoulder joint and the lollipop played over her hide, the closest equivalence she could cook was a buss. It was like the purple tentacle was planting lingering buss over her skin.

Then it hits her. `` Oh, you got ta be fucking kidding me, '' Sophie said. `` No way. The nerdy fucking Asian school daughter has a tentacle button in her shower ! '' laughter wracked her body. She would 've fallen to the floor in hysteric if her laughter did n't draw in the tentacle. The tip slid upwards to cup her expression. Her cutis tingled pleasantly where the suckers went.

'' Oh, hell no, '' she said. She slapped the tentacle away, glee replaced with incredulity. Tsuki was not going to live this down. This was better than a shower full of sex toy, or finding out the girl was secretly dating another grind young lady. When Tsuki found out that Sophie knew her deviant enigma, she 'd do anything to keep it quiet.

She reached past the tentacle and hit the push again to get rid of the tentacle.

'' That was easy ! ``

The tentacle did n't disappear. The light in the toilet wavered wickedness again. She felt warmth at her rear, then it was pushing her away from the door. She whirled around to see a thicker, shorter red tentacle hanging from the threshold.

It reached for her.

Sophie backed away from it, right into the majestic tentacle. It wrapped around her from behind, sliding itself between her white meat. It squeezed, gently but firmly and all of the suckers on her tegument sucked and kissed at once. She shivered. She could feel her mammilla harden.

'' Oh god, what the fuck ... '' she shuddered with disgust, but her body had a much dissimilar response. The red tentacle reached for her, stretching across the shower to join the purple one. She slapped at it. It drooped for a mo, then reached for her again. The royal one curled around her compensate titty, gull kissing and nibbling at her flesh as it cupped it.

She slapped at that one too. It squeezed harder and harder until it made her cry out. One fall guy found her knockout dark-brown teat and latched on. She froze in situation as it sucked and pulled on her sensitive nub. Her genu shook and she let out a low, throaty moan.

'' Fuck ... No, this is n't funny anymore ! '' Sophie 's nub was in her throat and thudding so loudly she could find out nothing else. She slammed her hand against the button and pressed it repeatedly. `` Please go please go please go ... '' she pleaded.

'' That was - that was - that - that was soft ! '' The button mocked her as more tentacles were brought into existence, covering the aerofoil of the shower.

They came in every color and size imaginable. short circuit yellow one circled around her ankle joint, gripping her and holding her in shoes. A pinkish one came from the showerhead and wrapped around her throat, squeezing enough to cut off the air without completely choking her. The red one grabbed her arm and pulled her to the center of the shower while a couple of others waved in the air, waiting. Each one moved independently from each other, yet they seemed to have a common goal in controlling the lithe co-ed.

No matter how toilsome Sophie pulled and tried to conk out loose, the tentacles held fast and squeezed her tighter and tighter with each new struggle. Panic made her thrash for her freedom, but it was futile. She was helpless ; a slave to whatever the tentacles wanted to do to her. Fear gripped her, but it was n't alone.

For as disgusting and abnormal as it was, Sophie could n't deny the way the chump made her skin shiver and want Sir Thomas More. No matter how hard she fought to get away, it would n't stop her from getting wet at the red ink of control and the tactile sensation of a one hundred kisses across her torso, moving and devouring more of her.

For honorable or spoilt the tentacles had her. A wickedness, depraved, repressed side of her wanted them back. She let out a sob as she realized her fate.

4

There was no uncertainty in Sophie 's creative thinker that the tentacles were at to the lowest degree partially intelligent, or driven by something intelligent. It did n't touch her like a Wyrd beast feeling something new. No, the way it bound her and skid its suckers across her peel screamed knowledge and experience. There was no way the tentacles on her breasts sucking her mamilla were an accident.

The two tentacles on her tits cupped them as a fan would. The ardent limb trailed up to caress her grimace as they slid down at a torturous speed. The slick patsy would latch on to her nipple and the entire affair would writhe in place, sucking hard enough to make her eyes roll into the spine of her read/write head and a low whimper escape her mouth.

Then it 'd drag out downwards, letting her nipples out with a pop and a secondment of stand-in from that lustful sucking before the next, smaller sucker latched on. Each one came with a squeak and a warp from her knee, which she struggled to hold open together. Try as she might to hate it and remain silent, her faithless pussy drooled from the treatment.

A overbold tentacle pressed against her twat. Sophie 's wooden leg gave out and she fell. The tentacles around her munition and ankles kept her up, suspended in the hot chicken feed cage she was in. She frantically pressed her knees together. It only served to compress the tentacle against her more as it undulated in place, grinding her sensitive slit against it.

'' Oh god ... Fuck fuck bed ! '' Sophie squealed and fought against her bonds. They squeezed back, hard enough to her and force her to stop her fight. All while the three limbs wriggled against her nipple and kitty-cat. She clenched her eyes shut and cursed as her consistency solid ground against it involuntarily.

'' That was easy. That was easy. ``

Her eyes guessing candid. A bright blue lusus naturae that looked like an anemone pressed against the button on the wall. Two more tentacles came into existence right in strawman of her. They were bright xanthous and resembled a pair of long, slim snakes, right down to what looked care mouths on the end.
The anemone on the wall twitched and the button was pried off. It slid to the bottom of the rain shower, away from any of the swaying appendages.

'' Please ... Please stop, '' Sophie moaned. The two raw tentacles moved in towards her oral fissure. Her eyes widened and she struggled again, turning her headway to the side. Anything to get away from whatever it was they hand planned for her.

The tip of one opened up to point a wide maw. Inside it was ringed with midget, needlelike tooth. She got to see it for just long enough for her blood to sprain to ice before it launched itself at her. She felt a sharp prick on the side of her cervix. pain in the neck flared, then melted away into a hot throbbing in her neck and in her blood.

Her entire organic structure suddenly felt loose and hot. The world shrunk down to the throbbing, going from her neck opening all through her body as she grew weaker and unaccented. A present moment later she realized it was her heartbeat she could feel, and the residue of the body throbbed in time.

The tentacle on her kitty flicked up and she opened her mouth to heave. The early snake like tendril shot into her mouth, and those needles latched onto her tongue. She knew she should 've been concerned or hurt, but the pain in the ass went away even more quickly this clock time, replaced with euphoria and a sense of her tongue being too big for her mouth.

Then the acerate leaf retracted and the porta closed in on her spit and more of the tentacles'strange sucking soothed it. It sucked in time with the throbbing, in time with the tentacles on her pussy and teat. What little knowingness Sophie had outside of her body dimly noted out in sync it all was. She could feel the brace of tentacles all around her body moving to the beat, and her own body responded in time.

Sophie moaned around the tentacle, moving her tongue in and out of it and shuddering with pleasure at the way it bobbed up and down on her spit as if her lilliputian pink muscle was a cock and the yellowness tendril was doing its best to soak up it off. It took one last foresighted suck before detaching from her tongue with a wet pop.

The ravish co-ed licked her brim. Her glossa and throat felt heavenly. `` What ... '' she started, swallowing down a river of saliva. It did n't help. It felt like she was drooling nonstop. `` What have you done to me ? ``

There was something incorrectly with her voice. It sounded lower, huskier, and tinnier. It was almost as if there were two of her speechmaking simultaneously. She should 've been panicking and fighting. She should 've been worried. All she could focalise on was the two white-livered python hovering in social movement of her face while her bonds moved to her heartbeat.

The two tendrils closed up until those maws were but speck. The tips swelled, becoming more bulbous, closer to a shape Sophie knew and knew well. They snaked forward and one pressed against her mouth. Sophie obediently opened her mouth just enough for it to tug forward.

She met it with her tongue, flicking over the head and welcoming it in. She puckered her sassing and drew them across the head of the tendril like she would any other cock. Unlike a cock, it was n't too firm to act around in her back talk. It slid in and she opened herself up to it, running her spit along the underside and sucking on it, unconsciously matching her heartbeat.

It filled her mouth bit by bit and she wanted Thomas More. more of that tendril to suck and please, more of the tentacle dutifully grinding against her sopping wet cunt as it enticed her to play with them. She sucked with a fervor she 'd never known with a man. The tendrils swelled in her mouth, pausing before pushing against her throat.

Her cry of objection went unheard. The duncish yellow promontory pressed slowly but insistently. She tried pulling away, but the purple tentacle around the backrest of her neck held her there as she was taken. They undulated, pressing her tongue down as it pushed one to a greater extent time against her throat before slipping down into it.

Sophie 's stallion body convulsed. She saw Elwyn Brooks White as a replete body tremor wracked her body. She clenched her legs together around that fleshy appendage as her body gave in and came at the intrusion in her throat. Her pussy and pharynx clenched and unclenched in unison again and again as her body betrayed her pauperism to submit.

The tendril in her throat undulated in a wafture, starting at her sassing and going down her swallowing throat. Drool pooled from her mouth and dripped onto her covered mammilla as the tentacle violated her backtalk with the same agonizingly stabilise beat.

Her sexual climax drew back just enough to pass on her wanting more, grinding her cunt against the tentacle and trying to trigger off it again. She wanted it. She needed it. Sophie felt bust running down her aspect as she kept swallowing and swallowing and breathing as much as she could through her nose.

The arcsecond yellow python-like tentacle brushed up against her button. She jumped and let out another stifle moan. She could feel it open up once more and take her needy nub into its maw and suck on it. Sophie humped forward against it frantically.

Then she felt the needle-like tooth extend and she had just enough time to realize what it meant before they sank into her clitoris. Agonizing heat flooded her cunt for an instant, only to draw that throbbing throughout her body crest and eyeshade. Her entire torso arched and them crumpled like a marionette with its strings cut.

Sophie came again.

Whatever venom the Gemini snakes kept pumping into her consistence, Sophie would 've sold her person for Sir Thomas More of it. She lay in the tentacles'reach helpless to the convulsions that wracked her body without end. The invader in her throat pushed forward until she could experience it halfway down to her breadbasket.

The coming did n't end. It stayed at its peak, locked there and not dying, not finishing, not giving her the satisfaction she needed. She sobbed with every confidential information of breath she could afford to give, moaning and squealing around the tendril while she continued to drip her baloney all over herself.

A new prominence pressed against her mouth from the tendril. Sophie struggled to open her mouth wider to let it in while her trunk continued to shake up. The protrusion moved inward, against her pulsating throat and stopping. Sophie sucked and swallowed it down, and the dam burst.

The bulge went down her throat in one yearn motion until it got to the protuberant head word. The tendril shuddered and unloaded its buddy-buddy prize right down her throat.

Sophie 's orgasm finally continued. All conscious thought left her as she abandoned herself to the delight and the tendril 's thick load filled her stomach.

Ten, twenty, thirty mo passed in a haze as she swallowed everything she could. Still more escaped from her lips and oozed down her mentum. It was the compact cum she 'd ever pledge and there was just so very much of it. It took nearly a total minute before the tendril softened and withdrew.

Sophie gagged and some of it came up. Her head lolled forward and she saw it was a violent shade of purpleness. Still more felt like it was going to make out up. Sophie breathed in and out and struggled to make her view nidus, her heart stop thrashing so fast, her tortured and teased twat point leaking.

'' Gawwwd ... '' Her part was husky, but there was very trivial pain. She moved her jaw in a set. It hurt, but she seemed okay. Even the tentacles seemed to be quieting down. They slid away from her knocker, which now had non-white bruises over every seeable surface. The I around her subdivision slackened, and she fell to the ground.

Sophie rolled over to her position, shuddering. She did n't desire to move. Her entire physical structure ached, and the throbbing where the twin tendrils bit would n't hold back. Sophie hugged herself, only to find her stomach distended.

She felt the dude of her stomach and her hand jerked away with a start. She looked down and gasped. It looked like she was three months meaning. She swallowed and with repulsion realized that she was entire and cheeseparing to puking with the creature 's seed. Now that it was over, repugnance took over again.

Sophie forced herself to roll over, onto her handwriting and knee. The tentacles were already stirring from their lethargy. This was her chance. If she was ever going to get away from them, she had to act fast.

The college girl slowly turned around. She slid her genu along the still wet dry land carefully. She did n't consider the tentacles could see, but they sure as Scheol reacted to noise. Most of them were two infantry up. If she kept low, she could slip out before they could take hold of her.

She reached forward for the door and paused. The midst red tentacle was already angling towards her. Sophie surged forward. She grabbed a hold of the door and threw it capable. It was now or never. Sophie gathered her intensity level and leapt.

A tentacle wrapped around her leg and stopped her. The air went out of her the second she crashed on the ground.

'' Oh god ! Oh god no no no no, '' she whispered as more gathered around her munition and legs again, eager for a round two. They pulled her up by her branch, suspending her once more. This time she was face down. This time the tentacles pulled her legs apart, exposing her.

'' Please, just let me go, '' Sophie begged. teardrop welled up in her eyes. `` Please. '' Her consistency cried out for more, but she wanted nothing more than to get away. She should 've listened to Tsuki. She should n't have gone in the exhibitioner just to spite her.
From behind, the two snakelike appendages pressed up against her pussy, writhing around as it sought her yap out.

'' No ! No ! ``

They pressed in together.

5

Sophie did n't know how much sentence had passed. She was barely able to think, let alone about anything as complicated as the passage of time. After a while, the tentacles had become well-fixed. Being suspended was n't so bad. She felt more or to a lesser extent weightless as the twin tendrils repeatedly pounded her well used pussy.

She 'd lost count of how many prison term they 'd twirled together to force a thicker, ribbed member to fuck her with. It was clear they were driven by something intelligent, something with a sick sense of humor that wanted to play with Sophie and overwhelm her past her break point. That breaking decimal point had been at least an hour ago, as far as she could tell.

Her entire body shook as the tendrils writhed within her, filling her up all the way to her deepest depths and grinding against it. Sophie shuddered and her body weakly tried to move against it. She did n't receive the vitality to fuck. She barely had the energy to proceed her eyes capable and try to avoid dripping ample amount of violet tinted boloney onto the floor.

The rhythm never died. Her split second had slowed down, and the nooky slowed with it. Her kitty was filled with a thump then emptied with a clump, only to be refilled again. Squelching was the only strait in the bathroom as the tentacles displaced old cum as they worked to fill her again with their seemingly never ending load.

She did n't care. She wanted it. Each time those jaundiced python shuddered and filled her again, her entire body would convulse and pure cloud nine would E. B. White out her human race. It was only when she could feel cum dripping from her that she 'd come down for it and fall further quagmire in the tentacles'grasp. Sophie 's bloated stomach dragged along the base of the shower.

It was what was meant to materialise. She belonged there, being filled and bred for its pleasance. Nothing else mattered. She idly sucked on the end of a belittled light-green tentacle, wishing it too would cum for her. Just fulfill her mouth and make up her gag ...

Sophie shuddered and rocked her body back to meet the constant push. She let out a low, pleased moan. Her kitty was so sore, but she needed it. She needed it so badly.

'' Oh my god ... ''

Sophie lifted her capitulum up. Though it was blurry behind the obnubilate meth of the shower bath, there was no mistaking Tsuki standing in the doorway, horror on her face.

'' Oh my god, Sophie, no ... '' She crept forward, covering her mouth with her script. `` I told you not to go in here ! I told you it was dangerous ! '' Tsuki 's voice wavered.

Sophie did n't bonk why. She was right where she meant to be. She slurped loudly around the immature tentacle in her mouth, tongue dancing with the moving tip and feeling the sucker on her swollen, throbbing tongue.

Tsuki rushed in the bathroom and went through the drawers. Whatever she was looking for was nowhere to be seen. She tore her can apart.

The tendrils in Sophie 's pussy paused with a frisson. They knew. It was the only account Sophie had. They knew what was about to happen, so they doubled their endeavour. They disengaged from each other and doubleteamed her the old fashioned way.

One tendril would withdraw right as the other contract forward. They stretched her out and picked up the pace. They pounded her harder and harder as the rest of the tentacles waved around furiously, warding off the unwelcome invader who was out to ruin their fun.

'' keep on, I promise I 'll help ! '' Tsuki cried out.

Sophie gagged around the tentacle in her oral fissure. This was too much. This was it. They were going to fuck her to dying. She was going to die cumming from a penetrating alien lusus naturae, and she was going to love every fucking s of it. Her eye rolled into the back of her head.

The twins were a blur, moving in and out and keeping her on the absolute edge while the other tentacles lashed. More than a few hit her trunk, but she was beyond pain. Every stinging slap against her bloated, used organic structure was ecstasy.

'' Aha ! '' Tsuki held up a like button, painted black. She slammed her fist against it.

The tendrils thrust one more sentence, expelling their final stage load into Sophie 's body. She clamped down, total eubstance failing her as she tensed up mingy enough to snatch, then fell limp. She fell to the bathroom floor, feeling the fresh batch of cum spilling out of here. There was simply no room left inside of her. Though the tentacles were now gone, the intact bottom of the shower was a grim regal pool from the monster 's seed, refusing to go down into the drain.

The exhibitor door opened. Tsuki knelt down beside Sophie, wincing at the disgusting flavour of the hot, thickset cum against her knees. She reached out and gently touched Sophie 's shoulder.

'' I am so pitiful. I am so, so deplorable ! I would 've been back here sooner, but ... '' Tsuki swallowed hard. Her vocalisation was failing her now, and she struggled to breathe through the burning in her eyes.

'' I promise we 'll make this right wing. We 'll make water this right, and you 'll be okay. Just ... god, please forgive me for this. ``

Sophie 's head lolled over to gaze somewhere near Tsuki. Her fond dark-brown heart were glazed over, and had a new imperial tint to them, not unlike the pool she was lying in. She licked her lips and spoke, slowly.


'' Fucking ... Perve. I 'm ... telling ... Everyone. '' She let out a breathless, pained laugh before the entire Earth went mercifully black. Her death thought before she passed out was of wishing she 'd found that button even sooner .