Boarding School Encounter
Chapter VII : Henrietta 's kitty-cat Tentacles Molests Her class
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

"Answer me, fille Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, young lady Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning from the spanking she gave me, my small-scale breasts rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she give birth tentacles ? I heard her mentation echo in my straits, one of my new powers since I met Merita, the lesbian alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new champion and lover Tabitha. We both were late arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing heart and soul to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were lowly automatons like the single inside my physical structure repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

Merita feared they had encountered a human and were causing all kind of problems.

And I wanted to assist her, I did, but I had problem of my own. While Miss Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hand smacking over and over on my rear end, the loudly crack, the heat reaching into my pussy and making me thrill with bliss. It was rapt. Amazing.

And that excitement made my cunt tentacles squirm. I tried to moderate myself while the class masturbated, watching our discipline. She spanked us until we had our orgasm. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to fight it, but girl Erma was so insistent that I also achieve my release.

She made me cum. And I lost all control over my pussy tentacles.

Since the alien merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensitive tentacles, as empurple as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my slit, eagre to meet and fondle a woman, to drive her unfounded with passion.

Before the masturbating year, I fucked miss Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her holes, ripping her dress off in the procedure. She gasped and moaned, my appendages reaming her asshole and pussycat while the other eighteen-year-old students watched wide-eyed. Before, only Peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

What would they do ? Would they think I was a freak ? Something that belonged in a traveling menagerie and not in a school for educating young woman. Yes, the school had liberal policies on sapphic joy, encouraging faculty and students to explore each other 's bodies, to alleviate each other 's hysterics.

To hold bed to each other in the most repelling of manner.

But this ? I could pick up the shock in Miss Erma 's voice as she stared at my pussy, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't recognise what to do. Help me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my mind. What can I say ?

I do n't know, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the core group meant the hypothesis of being stranded on my major planet. As practically as she loved me and was glad she met, my world was so primitive. She talked about things I could n't even sympathise, that English did n't even have Holy Writ for.

I mean, there was n't even electrical energy in our schoolhouse. It was too far from London or any early vauntingly metropolis. We were favorable it had a railroad and a telegraphy C. W. Post in the nearby town.

"Miss Henriette, you will recite me what those are this moment,"insisted Miss Erma."They were like the tentacles of an octopus. And the affair they did to my consistency ..."

"Wonderful things,"Tabitha sighed. My redhead booster rolled over onto her vertebral column, her round tits pillowing into two freckled pitcher."Were n't they, misfire Erma ? You loved them. You had such a press release. Etta really cured the hysterics stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"Miss Erma admitted. She patted her hair gathered in a severe bun. It was still severe, held in place by respective hairpins, but more than a few curl had escaped as she thrashed."I can not traverse that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am sorry, young lady Erma,"I said, a shudder running through my physical structure."I ... I ..."Tears fell down my impertinence."I tried to keep them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

teardrop fell hot down my nerve. My representative choked up. I covered my look with my hands, feeling all the eyes on me, my red butt end, and my pussy. The stratum all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

"T-they 're n-new. I ... I ..."

Yes, yes, tell them about me, sighed Merita. Just ... leave out where my ship is.

I tried to keep speech production, but the bust came faster. Tabitha put a comforting deal on my articulatio humeri as I squirmed on the desk. They would lock me up. institutionalise me to one of those sanatorium. There was one near my menage. So coloured and foreboding. You could take heed the masses inside screaming.

Then Miss Erma grasped me with gentle fingerbreadth and pulled me onto my feet. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled flush, giving her a few more inches of height. My aspect pressed into her plentiful bosom. It was such a solace gesture as her hands stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's OK. I did n't mean to frighten you. I was just ... shocked. I have never seen anything like that in my life. And what you did with them ... I have never had my hysterics cured with such vigor. Do n't cry."

"E-everyone m-must think I-I 'm a f-freak. A-a d-disgusting ..."

"You 're not disgusting, right girls ?"

"right, missy Erma,"the girls chorused.

"This morning, she took my hymen in the bath,"paeony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delicious and gave me such an effervescent release. It was quite satisfying. Even if it did disappoint Nurse Paige that my cherry tree was already plucked."

"They do look ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a curvaceous girl with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced young lady with wide, aristocratic eyes. I did n't jazz her name. She licked at her sticky fingerbreadth, her gray skirt clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they come from ?"another girl asked, an tidal bore smile on her face.

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or China ? I bet they 're from China. Or Japan."

I swallowed."No, no. I 've never been to any exotic place. They're—"

"Did a Romani expletive you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a fairy ?"

"The pacify folk do have a horse sense of sense of humor,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fairy when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as part of her mischief. That sounds like a great story to tell, Merita said, her vox slightly more affect. Not so depressed. Tell them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."Last nighttime, I went for a walk of life in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her head in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting sensation fell. It burned so bright and so hot, so I went to incur it."That part was true."And I found this silver egg. It was so beautiful. I went to the egg and touched it and it ... it ..."

"Hatched,"supplied Tabitha, taking my hand as I rested my caput against Miss Erma 's round breast. Her nipple was firmly, rubbing on my nerve."It hatched and out came a fairy."

"And she was beautiful."I pictured Merita as she appeared."Purple tegument with absolutely no hair."

"Even on her oral sex ?"the raven-haired little girl asked.

"Yes. She did n't even accept eyebrows. And her breasts were round and her nipples were even darker purple. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As fright as I was, I still noticed that.

"And she hovered over me with these tentacles. And she touched me with them. She sensed my hysterics were building, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my maidenhead. I writhed in such wonderful bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the female child nodded their foreland. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joyousness char could share with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, aegir to have their number one orgasm or a second.

"That does fathom stupefy,"fille Erma said, still stroking my back. A shudder rushed down to my pussy.

Heat blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the feel of misfire Erma 's defenseless physical structure against mine. Her tit was right by my backtalk. I could lick her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my release, that wonderful consequence of bubbling convulsion, she merged with me."

"What ?"Miss Erma asked. Merged ? With a faery ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one person. And the tentacles are her natural endowment. Now I get to wager with them. I get the joy of stroking a woman and plunging my process in and out of her cunny. To adopt the grand tactile property of silky flesh caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a wonderful tactual sensation. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, misfire Erma. I had my dismission, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The quondam woman shuddered."So you are possessed by a faggot. And one with tentacles. I am not intimate with that kind."

"But there are so many,"I told her."And I bet there are even more lost to history, not recorded down and were lost as the Christians stamped out the local pagan beliefs."

"Quite right you are,"she nodded."wellspring, social class, this is a remarkable turn of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her consistence flushed as her heeled iron boot clicked on the base. She stared down at the tattered remains of her frock clinging about her hips, a frown appearing. She bent down, grasping a charge chip of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

"I am dark about the dress, misfire Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to fight my orgasm, it caused me to fall back all control when it did finally happen."

"fountainhead, in light of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am Sir Thomas More than benignant enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her lips."I think all of us can fit in that we experienced such transport today."

"Definitely,"Tabitha nodded, standing naked beside me.

The former girls in the schoolroom nodded, their eyes all staring at me. It made me feel so self-aware. My wearing apparel was folded on the desk. I wanted to rend it on. A shiver ran through me. And a stab of excitement increasing the warmth. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the bulwark of my pussy.

The brown-haired girl gasped."Her groin just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

"Yes,"I blushed."Um ..."

"Christine,"she answered, blue middle wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing miss Erma 's naked body has made me to a greater extent than a little hysterical. And they do get active when I feel those flutters."

"Wow,"a few of the girl 's said.

"Miss Erma,"Christine said, her oculus bore,"may we bear another demonstration of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so grateful if we could see them. watch over them. They are a remarkable discovery."

"Hmm,"Miss Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her declamatory white meat jiggled, her nipples so hard and inviting."I think that is a good way to spend class. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the State Department of nous to learn Latin today. And I, for one, and far too call forth to want to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a demonstration, Miss Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

A demonstration, giggled Merita. More like an orgy. I think we are about to have a lot of fun.

I 'm gladiola you 're feeling better.

She sighed. Well, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to serve with my situation. We just have to find those nanites before they cause too many job. Besides, it is not terrible here. I have pleasant company. I rather like being bonded with you.

As do I, Merita. I would miss you greatly, but I also want your happiness.

Such a wonderful girl. I felt her emotions beating with love.

I smiled.

"Um, Henrietta, why are you just standing there daydreaming ?"Christine asked.

"Are you okay ?"Peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the fairy,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so sexy when she 's moony, especially the way she wiggles her hips. I could stare at her buttocks all day. No wonder men love watching char walk.

My smiling grew as I read Tabitha 's thoughts. I sensed hers more than others, probably because I felt so end to her.

"So, this is how you get her slit tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not hard. You just have to tease her."Tabitha lips kissed at my neck. With my blond haircloth in two pigtails, it was easy for her to do.

I moaned, the soft trace of her lips sending wonderful pleasure rippling down my body. I undulated my rosehip, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her fingerbreadth tracing dull traffic circle around my stomach while I felt her hard nipples against my dorsum and her fiery down of pubic hair tickling the cheek of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one hand up and the other down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingers trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the bottom of my proper breast while the other stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles cockle inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny wall. Her finger reached my golden down and stroked through it, curling fine pilus about her fingerbreadth. She kissed me again, her skin senses still teasing me. Juices wept down my thigh as one fingerbreadth went higher, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my areola, swirling across the pink patch for my nipple. Her other fingerbreadth moved lower and low-toned, reaching between my thighs and stroking past tense my cunny 's slit. I trembled in her embracement as her finger spiraled into my teat, caressing it.

"expression at how she trembles and groan,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their eyes astray. The female child licked their lip and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sighs. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy cheek and glossy eyes.

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her fingerbreadth up my incision, pushing between my plump vulva to fondle my inner delight. She brushed my clit, the delight shooting to my sensitive tentacles. They reached for the incoming of my pussy.

"Mmm, I love it when you moan my name, Etta."She stroked my clitoris faster."She really loves it when you do this. It really makes her go wild."

"I see,"Christine said, licking her lips, her dark eyes focused on Tabitha 's finger's breadth dancing around my clitoris."I have discovered that spot to be quite ... stimulating myself."

Tabitha laughed, rubbing harder."I bet you have, saucy girl."

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my nipple, adding more trembling delight to my soundbox. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my pussy. Girls gasped, spotting the four purple process as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"Look at how tenacious they are."

"And they 're dripping with her pick. I bet they must savour remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned, her face contorting as she came on her fingers, her desk rocking.

Christine bit her lip."May I ... touch one, Henrietta ?"

"I think I would like that very much,"I purred and stepped forward, my tentacles reaching before me.

Christine reached out with a hesitant hand. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a wonderful shiver through me. I groaned as her finger stroked me, gathering my cunny succus glistening like dew on the over-embellished appendage. She brought her finger to her rim, sucked on it.

"Mmm, you taste sweet,"she said, a blush on her cheeks."I ca n't believe this school. And now this. It 's all ... so much."

"I know,"I said as I stood naked, the other girls leaning forward in their desks or craning their heads to see over their class fellow."It 's all so heady to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her head and affected my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and land it as I shivered. My cunt clenched about my tentacles, the early three wiggling and writhing as her soft soupcon stirred scrumptious tingles down the appendage.

"You shiver when I touch you."Christine licked her lips."What 's it feel like ?"

"Like someone 's touching my pap or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that sensitive ?"another girl asked, her eyes wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... extensions of my pussy. It makes me feel amazing to touch and stroke others with them."

"And take their maidenheads ?"paeony asked.

"That is definitely a treat,"I nodded."Like Christmas Day pudding."

Christmas ? asked Merita.

Just a vacation. Where we—

My view were scattered by Christine 's lingua licking at the tip of my outgrowth. She circled it, gathering the juice beading on my purple tentacle, her blue eyes flashing up to mine. Color burned even brighter in her pale cheeks as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her glossa was so Delicious on my tentacle. And then she opened all-encompassing and sucked on it. I groaned, my back arching and my small breasts jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the lady friend squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a bastard,"one lady friend said.

"Eww,"another gasped."That 's disgusting."

"But this isn't."

The girl who squealed let out a breathy,"No. No, it is not."

The brunette sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a instant tentacle, both her workforce wrapped about it, stroking up and down the undulate distance as she opened her backtalk wide. I pressed my tentacle past her lips, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two girls sucked my tentacles. Christine 's tongue danced while the brunette 's cheeks hollowed. She sucked so hard, loving my tentacle while her paw pumped up and down my length for as far as she could reach, her fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

"Wow, flavor at her face,"paeony said."She looks like she is in heaven."

"Uh-huh,"I groaned, my pelvis shifting. The sucking sense shivered down my body.

"What 's it feel like ?"

"Like someone is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."Better than having my mamilla sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, delight, sustain sucking. Oh, you are making me feel all fluttery."

"She 's going to orgasm,"chuckled a girl in the back.

"Definitely,"Tabitha purred as she pressed up behind me again.

This fourth dimension, both her hands cupped my titty as she nibbled on my shoulder. My lowly mamilla were the stark size of it for her to cup. Her finger swiped across my mounds and brushed my hard mamilla. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

juice dripped down my thigh. I squirmed, my two gratuitous tentacles writhing. I arched my neck as Christine and the brunette sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My stomach fluttered as the pleasure built.

But I needed more. And I had two tentacles free.

Fuck their cunnies, Merita moaned in my mind. Oh, yes, let 's have this into one risky orgy of delight. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was easy to insure them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the hind end of their dame. The missy sitting behind them craned their necks forward, huge grin on their lips.

"Her tentacles are going up their annulus,"one said."Oh, Henrietta, you are so naughty."

"Uh-huh,"I moaned then shuddered as Tabitha pinched and rolled my nipples between her fingers.

"Fuck their cunnies,"my redheaded fan whispered in my ear, her tongue flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, thought Christine. To lose my maidenhead to her poof tentacles. This is amazing. So hot.

She 's reaching beneath my skirt, came from the brunette. She sucked harder on my tentacle. She 's going to violate my cunny. Oh, yes. That sounds wonderful.

Their thoughts poured into me, making me tremble with inflammation. My tentacles disappeared beneath their wench and half-slip. It was warm up beneath their clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad calf, sliding up their stage to their knees and then to their bare thighs.

Oh, she 's touching me, thought the brunet. Her eyes squeezed shut. She stroked her hands faster and faster on my tentacle she sucked, shooting joy down to my pussy.

I was so close-fitting to cumming.

I stroked up both lady friend 's thighs. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood closer to her. I savored the feel of her sleek thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both girls'cunnies. Their curly pubic hair's-breadth massaged the oddment of my tentacles. It was such a arch delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so awesome. Suck my tentacles. And then I 'm going to love your cunnies so hard."

"She 's had her dismission,"Peony groaned."tone at her."

The scintillating pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their twat. I slipped into the brunette without any effort, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, mingy cunny engulfed my turncock. She moaned and spasmed. The tight flavor of her pussy caressing my tentacle sent another explosion of paroxysms through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunette thought process, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Divine, this is so untimely. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my early fucked her cunny, my third tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's Virgin pussy. I know I promised the Headmistress not to cull any to a greater extent cherries.

But I could n't help it. Not when Christine moaned in my mind, Yes, yes, hold my maidenhead. I need it in me.

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my judgment with pleasure, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valiant engagement. The black-haired missy moaned about my tentacle, her natural language fluttering hard against it as her membrane stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a woman now, Christine screamed in my idea as my tentacle penetrated into the hot depths of her Virgo the Virgin snap. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embrace, moaning again as I fucked both missy cunnies with my tentacles, pumping them in and out of their depths.

"Oh, yes, fuck them,"Tabitha moaned."This is so hot. Oh, yes. I love you."

"Love you,"I answered as I shuddered, more orgasm bursting out of my pussy. The pleasure radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, close embraces of their cunnies.

Ooh, Etta has such a nice ass, thought Tabitha. It was so hot when I licked her while Miss Erma spanked her. Mmm, so acidity and yummy.

"Do it,"I moaned."Lick my ass, Tabitha. I would love for you do that again."

"Ooh, you 're reading my intellect again,"she giggled."I will. I have such a lecher for your pretty bum."

Tabitha, and her wonderful breast, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in heaven. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's tight, crafty cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety insistence of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my acantha. I groaned, loving how repellant it felt as she traced low-spirited and lower.

And then her men reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my lips, reminding me of Miss Erma 's wonderful hand falling over and over on my backside. I squirmed, my eyes fluttering. Whimpers of delectation burst from my mouth. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such wonderful, delicious pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, thought Tabitha as she pressed her mouth between the cheeks of my ass.

Your ass is beautiful, Henrietta, Merita giggled. I thoroughly enjoyed licking and fingering it in your dream.

That was squeamish, I agreed as Tabitha 's glossa licked depressed and lower through my tornado, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my booster rimmed her tongue around my puckered opening.

It felt so blue to feel her spit circle it. Trembles didder my consistency and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two girls'cunnies, my consistence shaking. The shudders popped my appendage out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her torso quaking as my gratuitous tentacle writhed in the air."So good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so cryptical in my twat. This is nonplus. So much safe than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her doll bunched around her waistline, her stocking-clad pegleg spread wide-cut. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle unblock,"gasped a cinnamon-haired beauty whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her fingers from her pussy and flutter froward, her dark-gray skirts swishing about her thighs, part of her hem stuck on her petticoat, showing the snowy garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her bird and petticoats, revealing a bright-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between salt lick of my asshole.

I could n't resist Leonora 's proffered cunny. I shoved my detached tentacle between her wooden leg, stroking at the hot flesh of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a course of pick trickling down my process. Such pleasure ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

My eyes widened. My tentacles were buried in three different cunnies, and they all felt unlike. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in different places. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's pussy as the girl stumbled forward, her mucilaginous fingers grasping my shoulders.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Cure my hysterics."

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her principal lolled back."Oh, sweet Lord. I ... I ..."

"Enjoy your vent,"I panted, reaming all three of my tentacles faster and faster through the three little girl'cunnies.

The brunette 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my headway. Her look contorted with pleasance she convulsed. Her kitty-cat spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my process to my twat. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter muscle ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my bowels, her fingerbreadth digging into my ass.

So many inputs. It was all so much.

The brunet convulsed again. She pulled my tentacle out of her mouth, gasping,"I 'm cumming. Her tentacles are wonderful. They 're the best. Henrietta ... you 're amazing !"

I beamed as I savored all the wicked delights shooting through my body. Tabitha 's glossa probed into my asshole, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning seventh heaven to my pussycat. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a terminal sentence, and then she slumped out of her desk to the floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So well,"she groaned.

"free people tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a hurry to get to me as I pulled my appendage out of the brunette 's spasming pussy. juice dripped from it as the daughter surrounded us. Another blond, her hair in ringlets, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunette 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one hand, the other frantically yanking up her Gy skirt. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped female child with huge, viridity eyes reached the quarter tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those eyes begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my head spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new pussies. They engulfed my appendages in hot, tight, womanly delight.

Four kitty, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's work force tightened on my shoulders as her face twisted with cacoethes. She leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips as her hips writhed, her pussy clenching on my appendage. The saucy-lipped girlfriend moaned, her mouth opened panoptic as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my asshole harder and harder, the pleasure bursting through me.

I came again.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned, breaking the candy kiss with Leonora, my representative echoing through the room."It 's soooo near. Four cunnies on my tentacles."

Enjoy, Merita groaned. Oh, yes, savor this.

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The swells rippled down the appendages and into the four girls'kitty-cat. All four of them shuddering in electric shock. Their thought process spilled into my mind, all four girls screaming their bliss as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the loudest in my mind as her backtalk sang out wordless bliss for the total school to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her flesh spasmed about my extremity. I swayed, my mind exploding with so many sense. Stars danced around my question. The room swam. Tabitha 's hands clenched on my ass, the pain the only thing keeping the pleasance from carrying me aloft.

It was tremendous. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to keep cumming.

"Me succeeding,"someone moaned as I pulled my tentacle out of Christine 's pussy.

A new cunny to fuck. I rammed my tentacle into the young lady, not even knowing who it was. I did n't care whose twat I reamed. I just had to pleasure these naughty girls. Leonora 's cinnamon bark hair's-breadth swept across my breasts. Her lips latched onto my mamilla. She sucked on my nub.

One to a greater extent sensation swirling through me.

Etta 's ass taste so good, thought Tabitha.

Oh, I love sucking on her mamilla while she fucks my cunny.

Her tentacle is so deep in me. I 'm going to have my release.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Someone came on my tentacle, hot cunny massaging my appendage. I shuddered, swaying. Only Leonora and Tabitha kept me standing as another coming burst through me. My tentacles were so spiritualist, and the missy 's cumming kitty had set me off again.

The room reeked of hot snatch. A wonderful, passionate scent. daughter'hand touched me, stroked me. someone else nibbled on my irregular mammilla. A hired hand caressed my rid tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A young woman moaned as I penetrated her.

I fucked them all. I came and came as the room swam over me. My tentacles moved from lady friend to girl, coated with an ever-increasing cocktail of succus. pool of girl-cum dribbled on the level. My toes clenched in it.

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the full time.

I lost track of my climax. I was so dizzy. The moans of girls serenaded me. I caught glimpses of nude, girlish flesh pressed together. Kissing, defeat, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own direction to harbor themselves.

Miss Erma was in the middle, holding Leonora and peony to her titty while the brunette tongued her cunt. She had a look of delicious joy on her face as I fucked and writhed and came so intemperate. It was an riot of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk hot seat. The room spun around me. female child panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such immense grinning on their lip. They all had been satiated. I gave them all pleasure.

Tabitha sat on my lap."That was so hot,"she groaned before she kissed me with work lips.

My ass. I loved it how naughty it was to try it on her lips. Today was such a terrific day.

No, it is not. The containment. Remember, Henrietta.

I sighed, breaking the kiss with Tabitha. I forgot. But I do n't know what we can do about it.

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the computer has thought. But I fear the nanites have infected a local. And ...

What does that mean value. What will it do to them ?

Merita hesitated. I do n't know. It could mutate them. Change their eubstance on a molecular level.

mol ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of tiny particles divided into elements based on their physical composition. These chemical element bond together. Like Iron or Gold or carbon copy or Oxygen. These are elements. And when they bond together, they form particle. You breathe a combination of gun. The most prominent is made of a pair of nitrogen atoms. The future most is made of two oxygen atoms, which your body breaks down to fuel your metabolic process, and in the unconscious process you exhale a gas made out of a Carbon corpuscle and two oxygen atoms as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of more corpuscle, mostly carbon and Hydrogen, with Ca, K, atomic number 26, and early elements. The nanites can modify these molecules. It is how they 're replacing the calcium in your sticker and repairing the nerves severed in your body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

strait shuddery. Okay, we 'll sneak out after dinner. Only one more class to go. Philosophy taught by Miss Marilynn.

Okay, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The Logos whispered through the mind of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their nous were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's pussy, connected to Daisy and Geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find more connections. The phonation needed more.

The four did n't interrogate it. Their thoughts ran from one to the former, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to feel the ship. They had to be discharge again. But they had no idea where the ship was or how to pee themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallway of Kensington embarkation school. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a maid, and Genf and Emaleine were scholar. There were more girls and cleaning woman to connect to here. The 3rd tentacle sprouted from her kitty ripple beneath her skirt, eager to connect.

... connect ...

"Yes,"the four said in unison."Connect."

Loud footsteps thudded behind them, heeled the boot ringing on the stone of the construction. Someone walked with a tonic pace, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, exhilaration throbbing through their pussies. connector was such a walking on air. It was wonderful to unite with another woman, to slide their metallic element tentacles into her cunny and feel the electric, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red clothes, her back straight, her beautiful, mature face hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three fellow traveler. The headmistress marched forward, her haircloth pulled back into a closely, black bun. It would have intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were more. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the foursome."You came with impressive recommendation. They all described you as punctual and dependable, not a woman that misses almost her total low gear day of teaching."The headmistress 's center flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, rumpled nature of Marilynn 's immature garb."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for fair sex,"Marilynn answered, the other three fighting not to speak with her.

"Searching ... for adult female ?"Edna Neville took a whole tone closer, standing right on before Marilynn with only a foot or so separating them."Just because this school is liberal in the sexual pleasure we allow the faculty and students to engage in is n't an exculpation for you to empty your duty. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third tentacle slithered out beneath her attire, slither across the floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her pussy. Marilynn trembled, ecstatic joy bursting across her face.

"Are you even taking this seriously ?"demanded the headmistress."This is n't a—"She gave a shriek as the tentacle rammed into her pussy.

"Connecting,"moaned the four in unison as pleasure rippled through them.

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her read/write head and took a step back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her puss, giving her such pleasure."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, lord, that 's good."

"We 're connecting with you,"the quadruplet said in unison.

"Why are ... you talking ... so ... so eldritch. And together. What is going ... on ?"

At that present moment, socio-economic class ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hallway. They giggled as they streamed past times, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasance. Three girls in the bunch gasped and moaned as alloy tentacles slithered up their dame and thrust into their pussies. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry tree popped and then moaned in delight as Daisy 's tentacle reamed recondite into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the third female child, let out a huge moan of bliss.

The early students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their familiar schoolmate and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their orgasms and the moment of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their words echoing over the bookman as four became eight, the nanites surging into new hosts and going to knead. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to modify her torso with more efficacy. The interval shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the militia of metal from the casing of the devoured core.

In a fistful of minutes, the eight went in lookup of more to link to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...