Boarding School clash
Chapter seven-spot : Henrietta 's slit Tentacles Molests Her grade
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"result me, young lady Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning from the spanking she gave me, my small bosom rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she deliver tentacles ? I heard her cerebration echo in my header, one of my new powers since I met Merita, the sapphic alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new admirer and fan Tabitha. We both were late arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing core to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were little robot like the ace inside my soundbox repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the nucleus in the process.

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

And I wanted to help her, I did, but I had problem of my own. While missy Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hand smacking over and over on my arse, the loud shot, the heat reaching into my pussy and making me shudder with seventh heaven. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that fervor made my pussy tentacles squirm. I tried to ascertain myself while the class masturbated, watching our discipline. She spanked us until we had our climax. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to defend it, but Miss 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 unknown merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensitive tentacles, as purple as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussy, eager to touch and caress a woman, to drive her wild with passion.

Before the masturbating class, I fucked missy 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 process. She gasped and moaned, my appendages reaming her bastard and pussy while the other eighteen-year-old pupil watched simple. Before, only Peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

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

To stool know to each former in the most wicked of manner.

But this ? I could hear the shock in Miss Erma 's vox as she stared at my pussy, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't jazz what to do. facilitate me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my judgment. What can I say ?

I do n't know, Merita answered, her articulation sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the core meant the opening of being stranded on my major planet. As a lot as she loved me and was glad she met, my world was so archaic. She talked about affair I could n't even understand, that English language did n't even deliver words for.

I mean, there was n't even electricity in our schoolhouse. It was too far from capital of the United Kingdom or any other boastfully city. We were lucky it had a railroad and a telegraph berth in the nearby town.

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

"Wonderful matter,"Tabitha sighed. My redhead friend rolled over onto her back, her round tits pillowing into two freckled cumulation."Were n't they, girl Erma ? You loved them. You had such a release. Etta really cured the hysteric stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"young woman Erma admitted. She patted her hairsbreadth gathered in a severe bun. It was still severe, held in situation by several hairpins, but Thomas More than a few ringlet had escaped as she thrashed."I can not deny that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am sorry, Miss Erma,"I said, a tingle running through my body."I ... I ..."Tears fell down my cheeks."I tried to celebrate them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

Tears fell hot down my cheeks. My part choked up. I covered my boldness with my hands, feeling all the eyes on me, my red butt, and my pussy. The class 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 tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting deal on my shoulder as I squirmed on the desk. They would operate me up. get off me to one of those Sanitariums. There was one near my house. So dark and foreboding. You could hear the the great unwashed inside screaming.

Then missy Erma grasped me with assuage finger and pulled me onto my human foot. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled rush, giving her a few more inch of elevation. My face pressed into her ample bosom. It was such a consoling gesture as her hands stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's okay. I did n't think of to scare 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 zip. 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, young woman Erma,"the girls chorused.

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

"They do expect ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a busty girl with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced girl with wide, blueness eyes. I did n't know her epithet. She licked at her viscous fingers, her gray skirts clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they occur from ?"another lady friend asked, an eager smile on her face.

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or Republic of 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 gipsy hex you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a queen ?"

"The aristocratical folk music do give birth a mother wit of body fluid,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

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

"Yes."I swallowed."Last night, I went for a base on balls in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her head in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting virtuoso fell. It burned so undimmed and so hot, so I went to rule 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 school principal against Miss Erma 's rhythm breast. Her nipple was unvoiced, rubbing on my cheek."It hatched and out came a fairy."

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

"Even on her head ?"the raven-haired girl asked.

"Yes. She did n't even have brow. And her breasts were daily round and her pap were even darker purple. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

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

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

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the girls nodded their head. Since attending school, the had all discovered the joyfulness women could share with each other. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, tidal bore to have their first sexual climax or a second.

"That does sound puzzle,"missy Erma said, still stroking my back. A shiver rushed down to my pussy.

heating plant blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the tactile property of Miss Erma 's naked body against mine. Her nipple was right by my back talk. I could figure out her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my release, that marvellous moment of bubbling paroxysms, she merged with me."

"What ?"girl Erma asked. Merged ? With a fairy ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one person. And the tentacles are her gift. Now I get to wager with them. I get the joy of stroking a woman and plunging my appendages in and out of her cunny. To comprehend the wonderful feel of slick flesh caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a rattling feeling. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, Miss Erma. I had my passing, too."

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

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

"Quite rightfield you are,"she nodded."Well, socio-economic class, this is a remarkable turn of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her body flushed as her heeled boot clicked on the floor. She stared down at the tattered remains of her apparel clinging about her hips, a frown appearing. She bent down, grasping a torn combat of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

"I am bad about the dress, girl Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to push my orgasm, it caused me to lose all ascendency when it did finally happen."

"Well, in luminance of the gratification your tentacles gave me, I am more than benignant sufficiency to forgive you."She smiled, licking her lips."I think all of us can agree that we experienced such delight today."

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

The early little girl in the classroom nodded, their oculus all staring at me. It made me palpate so self-conscious. My dress was folded on the desk. I wanted to pull it on. A shiver ran through me. And a pang of fervor increasing the passion. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls 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 eyes wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing Miss Erma 's nude 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 little girl 's said.

"fille Erma,"Christine said, her middle tidal bore,"may we have another monstrance of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so grateful if we could see them. Observe them. They are a remarkable discovery."

"Hmm,"fille Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her vauntingly breasts jiggled, her nipples so backbreaking and inviting."I think that is a good way to pass course of instruction. I rather doubt any of you girls are in the country of judgment to watch Latin today. And I, for one, and far too aroused to want to teach it right now.

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

"Thank you,"I smiled.

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

I 'm glad you 're feeling better.

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

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

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

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 dreamy, especially the way she wiggles her hips. I could stare at her back end all day. No marvel men love watching women walk.

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

"So, this is how you get her pussy tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not intemperately. You just have to tease her."Tabitha lips kissed at my neck opening. With my blonde whisker in two pigtails, it was prosperous for her to do.

I moaned, the voiced jot of her lips sending grand pleasure rippling down my body. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her fingers tracing retard circles around my stomach while I felt her hard nipples against my book binding and her torrid John L. H. Down of pubic whisker tickling the cheeks of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one script up and the early down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingers trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the butt of my right breast while the former stroked down. My kitty-cat clenched and my tentacles wave inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny walls. Her finger reached my golden down and stroked through it, curling okay pilus about her figure. She kissed me again, her tactual sensation still teasing me. juice wept down my thighs as one finger went higher, the former lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my areola, swirling across the pink mend for my pap. Her other finger's breadth moved lower and lower, reaching between my thighs and stroking past my cunny 's slit. I trembled in her embrace as her digit spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"tone at how she trembles and moan,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their eyes panoptic. The girls licked their sassing and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sigh. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy brass and glossy eyes.

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her finger's breadth up my slit, pushing between my plump vulva to fondle my intimate delight. She brushed my clitoris, the pleasure shooting to my medium tentacles. They reached for the entrance of my pussy.

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

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

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

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my tit, adding more shaky delight to my dead body. 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 hanker they are."

"And they 're dripping with her cream. I bet they must taste remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"Peony moaned, her case 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 grand frisson through me. I groaned as her finger's breadth stroked me, gathering my cunny juices glistening like dew on the purplish member. She brought her finger to her lips, sucked on it.

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

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

She nodded her head and affected my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and down it as I shivered. My pussy clenched about my tentacles, the early three wiggling and writhing as her sonant sense of touch stirred delectable chill down the appendage.

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

"Like person 's touching my mamilla or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that sensible ?"another young lady asked, her heart 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 virginal membrane ?"Peony asked.

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

Yuletide ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My thoughts were scattered by Christine 's tongue drubbing at the tip of my member. She circled it, gathering the juices beading on my empurple tentacle, her dingy eyes flashing up to mine. semblance burned even brighter in her pale cheeks as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her tongue was so delicious on my tentacle. And then she opened wide and sucked on it. I groaned, my back arching and my humble breasts jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the girls squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a dent,"one girl 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 second tentacle, both her hands wrapped about it, stroking up and down the cockle length as she opened her mouth blanket. I pressed my tentacle past her sassing, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two girls sucked my tentacles. Christine 's knife danced while the brunet 's cheeks hollowed. She sucked so knockout, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my length for as far as she could pass on, her fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

"Wow, look at her fount,"Peony said."She looks like she is in heaven."

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

"What 's it finger like ?"

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

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

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

This time, both her helping hand cupped my breasts as she nibbled on my shoulder. My small tits were the perfective size for her to cup. Her digit swiped across my mounds and brushed my firmly tit. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

succus dripped down my thigh. I squirmed, my two free tentacles writhing. I arched my neck as Christine and the brunette sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My breadbasket fluttered as the pleasance built.

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

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

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was easy to control them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunet 's desk and brushed the nates of their skirts. The girlfriend sitting behind them craned their cervix forward, immense smiling on their lips.

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

"Uh-huh,"I moaned then shuddered as Tabitha pinched and rolled my pap 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, call back Christine. To misplace my maidenhead to her fairy tentacles. This is nonplus. So hot.

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

Their thoughts poured into me, making me shiver with upheaval. My tentacles disappeared beneath their skirts and petticoats. It was fond beneath their clothing. I brushed their stocking-clad calves, sliding up their legs to their knees and then to their bare thighs.

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

I was so finale to cumming.

I stroked up both little girl 's thigh. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood closer to her. I savored the smell of her slick thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both female child'cunnies. Their curly pubic hairsbreadth massaged the closing of my tentacles. It was such a disgustful delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so awing. suck my tentacles. And then I 'm going to have sex your cunnies so hard."

"She 's had her release,"paeony groaned."tone at her."

The effervescent pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their twat. I slipped into the brunette without any attempt, her maidenhead already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my cock. She moaned and spasmed. The blotto flavour of her puss caressing my tentacle sent another burst of paroxysms through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunet idea, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Lord, this is so legal injury. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my former fucked her cunny, my third gear tentacle pressed on the entrance of Christine 's virgin snatch. I know I promised the Headmistress not to pluck any Thomas More cherries.

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

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my brain with delight, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's hymen gave a valorous fight. The black-haired young woman moaned about my tentacle, her tongue fluttering hard against it as her tissue layer stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a charwoman now, Christine screamed in my thoughts as my tentacle penetrated into the hot depths of her virgin snatch. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embrace, moaning again as I fucked both little girl 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 sexual climax bursting out of my kitty. The pleasure radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, tight embraces of their cunnies.

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

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

"Ooh, you 're reading my mind again,"she giggled."I will. I have such a letch for your passably bum."

Tabitha, and her marvelous breasts, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in heaven. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's pixilated, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety press of their frame on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my vertebral column. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hands reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of painfulness from my lip, reminding me of misfire Erma 's wonderful hired hand falling over and over on my tail. I squirmed, my oculus fluttering. whine of delight burst from my sassing. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such wonderful, luscious pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, thought Tabitha as she pressed her lip between the nerve 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 knife licked let down and lower through my crack, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my Quaker rimmed her tongue around my ruck up opening move.

It felt so risque to sense her tongue roofy it. Trembles shook my dead body and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two girls'cunnies, my eubstance shaking. The quiver popped my process out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her body quaking as my free tentacle writhed in the air."So good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so deep in my slit. This is amazing. So much better than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"paeony nodded, her wench bunched around her waistline, her stocking-clad legs bedcover wide. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle costless,"gasped a cinnamon-haired beauty whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her finger from her pussy and flash froward, her oxford-gray skirt swishing about her thighs, office of her hem stuck on her petticoat, showing the snow-clad garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her skirts and petticoat, revealing a raspberry-red Bush just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between licks of my asshole.

I could n't resist Leonora 's offer cunny. I shoved my free tentacle between her peg, stroking at the hot figure of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a pedigree of cream trickling down my outgrowth. 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 different. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in different places. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's snatch as the girl stumbled forward, her sticky finger's breadth grasping my shoulders.

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

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

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

The brunette 's mitt clenched on my tentacle. I turned my capitulum. Her face contorted with pleasure she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting sweet delight down my appendage to my pussy. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my gut, her finger's breadth digging into my ass.

So many inputs. It was all so much.

The brunet convulsed again. She pulled my tentacle out of her lip, 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 spit probed into my SOB, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning bliss to my kitty. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a concluding time, and then she slumped out of her desk to the trading floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So good,"she groaned.

"Free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a rush to get to me as I pulled my member out of the brunet 's spasming pussy. Juices dripped from it as the female child surrounded us. Another blond, her tomentum 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 manus, the early frantically yanking up her gray skirt. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped girl with huge, green eye reached the quarter tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those middle begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my question spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new snatch. They engulfed my appendages in hot, mingy, feminine delight.

4 pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's hands tightened on my berm as her face twisted with rage. She leaned over and kissed me operose on the lips as her articulatio coxae writhed, her pussy clenching on my appendage. The saucy-lipped girl moaned, her mouth opened extensive as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my bunghole harder and harder, the pleasance bursting through me.

I came again.

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

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

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The swells rippled down the process and into the four lady friend'pussies. All four of them shuddering in shock. Their thoughts spilled into my intellect, all four daughter screaming their bliss as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the loudest in my judgement as her mouth sang out tongueless walking on air for the entire shoal to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her shape spasmed about my member. I swayed, my psyche exploding with so many sensations. Stars danced around my head. The room swam. Tabitha 's paw clenched on my ass, the pain the only when thing keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

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

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

A new cunny to screw. I rammed my tentacle into the missy, not even knowing who it was. I did n't care whose pussy I reamed. I just had to pleasure these gamey female child. Leonora 's cinnamon hair swept across my breasts. Her sassing latched onto my teat. She sucked on my nub.

One more sensation swirling through me.

Etta 's ass taste so unspoilt, thought Tabitha.

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

Her tentacle is so deep in me. I 'm going to stimulate 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 orgasm burst through me. My tentacles were so sensitive, and the girl 's cumming cunt had set me off again.

The room reeked of hot pussy. A fantastic, passionate smell. lady friend'manus touched me, stroked me. somebody else nibbled on my minute mammilla. A helping hand caressed my destitute tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A girl moaned as I penetrated her.

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

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the entire time.

I lost caterpillar tread of my orgasms. I was so light-headed. The groan of young lady serenaded me. I caught glimpse of au naturel, girlish pulp pressed together. Kissing, trouncing, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own ways to entertain themselves.

Miss Erma was in the middle, holding Leonora and Peony to her white meat while the brunette tongued her pussy. She had a look of delicious joy on her side as I fucked and writhed and came so hard. It was an orgy of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chair. The elbow room spun around me. Girls panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such huge smiling on their lips. 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 dark lips.

My ass. I loved it how naughty it was to taste it on her sass. Today was such a wonderful day.

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

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

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

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

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

mole ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of tiny particles divided into elements based on their physical composition. These elements bond together. Like iron or Gold or Carbon or Oxygen. These are constituent. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a compounding of flatulence. The most prominent is made of a span of nitrogen atom. The following most is made of two Oxygen atoms, which your soundbox breaks down to fuel your metabolism, and in the operation you exhale a gas made out of a Carbon molecule and two Oxygen atoms as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of to a greater extent mote, mostly Carbon and atomic number 1, with Calcium, Potassium, atomic number 26, and early elements. The nanites can qualify these mote. It is how they 're replacing the atomic number 20 in your spine and repairing the spunk severed in your dead body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

Sounds shivery. Okay, we 'll sneak out after dinner. Only one More class to go. school of thought taught by Miss Marilynn.

O.K., Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The parole whispered through the intellect of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their minds were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's pussy, connected to Daisy and Hollands, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find more connector. The voice needed more.

The four did n't question it. Their intellection ran from one to the other, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to regain the ship. They had to be nail again. But they had no theme where the ship was or how to prepare themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hallway of Kensington Boarding School. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a housemaid, and Hollands and Emaleine were students. There were Thomas More girls and women to link up to here. The thirdly tentacle sprouted from her pussy wave beneath her skirt, bore to connect.

... connect ...

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

Loud step thudded behind them, heeled boots ringing on the stone of the construction. somebody walked with a brisk tread, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, turmoil throbbing through their snatch. Connection was such a bliss. It was howling to join with another woman, to slide their metal tentacles into her cunny and feel the electric car, orgasmic joy burst in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back heterosexual person, her beautiful, mature face hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three fellow traveller. The headmistress marched forward, her pilus pulled back into a smashed, melanise bun. It would cause intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were Thomas 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 passport. They all described you as punctual and dependable, not a woman that misses almost her total first day of teaching."The headmistress 's eyes flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, ruffle nature of Marilynn 's green dress."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for women,"Marilynn answered, the former three fighting not to mouth with her.

"Searching ... for women ?"Edna Neville took a step closer, standing right before Marilynn with only a infantry or so separating them."Just because this schooling is liberal in the sexual joy we allow the staff and students to engage in is n't an excuse for you to abandon your duties. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third tentacle slithered out beneath her dress, slither across the floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her kitty. 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 head and took a measure back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her kitty, giving her such pleasure."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, Jehovah, that 's good."

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

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

At that moment, classes ended. girlfriend poured out of their classroom into the hallway. They giggled as they streamed past tense, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three girls in the crowd gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their doll and thrust into their pussies. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in delectation as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the 3rd little girl, let out a huge moan of bliss.

The other students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their fellow classmates and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their orgasm and the moment of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their word of honor echoing over the scholar as four became eight, the nanites surging into new legion and going to work. They moved faster than before. With each new woman they connected to, they knew how to modify her consistency with more efficacy. The time interval shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the reticence of metal from the casing of the devoured core.

In a handful of minutes, the eight went in search of more to join to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...