Moon danced on crashing moving ridge, their deafening get-up-and-go spent in frothing fury on the human face of the unyielding drop-off. A wave receded, revealing the slender tip of a powerful tentacle, clinging tenuously to the jagged bulwark of dripping stone. The full moon orb of the glowing moonshine was the irresistible lure, summoning the fauna from the rich with a primitive urge. Another wave rushed in, buoying a dark shape upward from the murky depth. The water ebbed, and now three tentacles grasped for purchase, powerful suckers holding fast to the glistening stone. distortion, the appendages pulled, hefting the creature's rounded physical structure from the water. It was a misshapen blob, mottled black and special K, perhaps four infantry in diameter. A dismissive coup d'oeil might manner it as but a green squid or devilfish, but closer inspection would disclose disturbing departure. There was simply a incorrectness about the beast, an abomination which the head could not quite describe and yet found instinctively repulsive. A single eyelid raised, revealing a large, glaring pupil, short center field in the consistency flock. A small mouth below the eyeball gaped open, displaying wrangle of bantam dentition. The yellow eye peered upward at the cliff, assessing its position. Three more tentacles slithered from the sea, wriggling, finding cracks and crevices in which to secure a unwavering grip. Slowly the creature began to climb, hauling its two hundred pound mass from the chilly sea.

Along the length of the moonlit rocky cliff, early tentacles also rose, twitching, seeking. The creature knew the competition would be fierce, and odds of individual success were slim. But onward it climbed, finding a gaping crack in the cliff and contorting its body to wedge itself inside. Other creatures would find similar curtain raising, but this one held a sense of promise. Surely this must be the one. Lashing out with a tentacle at a competition that sought to entrench upon its bantam cave, the creature settled in to protect its turf, patiently awaiting the rising of the tide.

swoon sounds echoed, carried down the erose handing over through the drop. The beast trembled, drawing itself erect as it strained to hear. The lyrical intonation beckoned it, arousing an instinctive drive. It shuddered with delight, knowing now for sealed that its pick of this specific rocky possibility had truly been adjust. Crests of waves splashed into the entrance of its cave as the tide began to build. ‘ Soon,'the colossus thought, ‘ very soon ...'

weewee poured into the cave as the tide continued to rise. The fauna rode the surge of moving ridge, propelled deeper into the craggy opening. Tentacles grasping, it pulled itself along, the alluring audio of singing growing ever louder. The handing over was closely and erose, but the creature could adapt, shifting its grade as needed to cut through the spin tunnel. Save for its compliment of teeth, the beast was comprised almost entirely of pliant muscle, sporting not a single os in its massive physical structure. Well, one ‘ off-white'perhaps, it paused to recall -- one very special, throbbing ‘ bone ’. It gave an ominous rumble, sounding almost like a chuckle. Suckered tentacles grasping at the rocks, it drew itself steadily along, vanishing into the total wickedness of the narrow, winding passageway.

The toothed rock of the tortured passage gave way to smoother going as it widened into a tunnel, hewn from the natural drop-off. Ahead, a gleaming of pale light flickered, luring the creature onward. The tunnel ended, opening into a syndicate of shoal weewee. As the tide continued its accent, the pool filled high-pitched with chilling ocean seawater. The chanting vocalism were unattackable now, very near. Pausing at the shadowy entrance to the consortium, the monster gazed upward with a cautious look, assessing the unknown terrain. Never had it been here. It was driven by inherent aptitude alone, compelled to create this touch-and-go journey -- one completed by uncounted generations gone before. Bubbles gurgled as the water rose, surging briefly above the tunnel roof as the tidal pool continued to fill.

The vocalizing voices gained in enthusiasm as the water rose. Peering up through the airfoil of the water, the creature could see a XII physique, clad in Edward Douglas White Jr., swaying gently as they encircled the grotto's edge. ‘ Hoo-monz,'the puppet thought, straining its archaic mind to put a label to the form. Unsatisfied, it tried again. ‘ Humanz ’, it corrected, proud of with the improvement. Mere proximity to the human beings seemed to stir some latent knowledge deep within its psyche, awakening previously unknown concepts. ‘ Human gurlz,'it came to pull in. No ... wait ... the terminus of ‘ girl'was set, and yet somehow it was lacking. They were something more, yet also something less -- something ... primal. It blinked, mentally searching, looking for a substantially phrase. ‘ K ... kuntz'it thought, its malformed backtalk working silently as it struggled with the word. Yes ... Human CUNTS ! Now that felt justly ! It trembled with anticipation, knowing its journey had reached the proper end.

The billowing weewee in the burrow briefly ebbed, driven by the rhythmic cycling of the Wave. A cool breeze wafted down into the surface tunnel, drawn downward from the temple room above. The creature shivered with pleasure, its keen senses picking up on the intoxicating scent which perfumed the air. Adept at breathing both below water and above, the beast inhaled a mystifying inrush of air. Its form swelled as it took in a deep, savoring breath of the sugariness, musky feminine odour -- the alluring scent of warm, dampish cunt. Hidden within the darkness of the tunnel opening, its with child, individual eye peered ravenously upward, assessing the assembly of the dozen daughter. They were stunner, one and all, but their pretty facial lineament offered the creature no fussy appeal. The eye moved from one to the next, discounting those it judged too frail of form, or those whose swaying movements lacked sufficient erotic lure for its taste.

Suddenly it stopped, its heart pounding with excitement. She was perfect ! Long black fuzz hung in ringlet, extending down to the middle of her rachis. Such a mass of hair ! The creature trembled. Imagine how it could entwine its tentacles in all of that ! What a secure adhesive friction it would provide ! Rounded hips -- wide and shapely -- swiveled in a sensual motion as she sang. ‘ Breeder hip ’, the creature thinking, another inscrutable, rumbling chuckle broadcasting from its brawny form. And prominent, marvelous titz -- tits ? -- brimming with victuals ! Her huge fleshy orb rocked softly beneath the tight, sheer lace of her gown that did lilliputian to conceal her chassis. It was all the animal needed to see. And yet it paused, its lone eye drawn inexplicably back to her facial expression. strange thoughts came unbidden to its primitive person thinker -- unnatural thought forming in its simple brain. A vague savvy of the concept of ‘ artlessness'tried to form. Her eyes were large, glistening pools of the thick blue air. Her nose was ... ‘ cute'in a pert, upturned manner. Smooth tanned pelt, dappled with just a intimation of lentigo, graced her graceful cheekbones. She smiled -- a pointless, useless gesture -- and yet the monster felt a tug of unknown attraction. Yes -- the notion of pure, unspoiled innocence somehow seemed to do her judge. The creature's mouth twisted into a ragged sneer. There would be no ingenuousness remaining when the girl's defilement was completed, it solemnly vowed.

The pool was nearly fully, its rippling Earth's surface lapping at the rocky edge. The little girl stepped in closer, their melodious chanting rising to a fevered tar. The water began to glow, casting a subtle light of bluing that reflected in shimmering patterns off the ancient structural Isidor Feinstein Stone of the temple dome above. The creature gathered itself in the curtain raising of the tunnel, all six tentacles grasping at the edges. Muscles coiled, gathering push. With volatile force the beast launched itself into the kitty, bubbles frothing in its path. impulse carried it through the kitty, straight on quarry. A geyser of piss erupted as it broke the surface, drenching the surrounding girls to their skins.

Startled squeals had but started to form on lips as the beast struck, driving the beautiful brunette backwards, knocking her off her feet. She flailed in scare but subduing tentacles quickly wrapped around her thrashing limb. mark engaged on tender pelt as the wight's flexible appendages coiled tight. A howl of mindless horror escaped her sassing, chorused by others in the radical. All their training for this moment, all their staunch religious fervor faltered now that they faced the terrifying candidate of the animal in somebody.

But then the wisest of the girls called to them, a vocalisation of ground above the din of scare. She called for calm, called for the young woman to remember who they were. They were the chosen of the faction -- maidens to this cult of the sea. Hand picked for both their beauty and obedience, their years of grooming began to express. unfirm vox once again began to babble out, reluctant human foot carrying them towards the animate being, forming back into a hero-worship traffic circle around the creature atop its struggling, hapless bride.

The girl trapped below the lusus naturae's bulk continued to rebel, self-preservation overcoming any sentiency of duty as she desperately fought to find some method acting of leakage. The animal gave a chuckling growl, savoring the sensation of her squirming beneath its grade."No ... NO !"she screamed. The beast felt a surge lecherousness, hearing her sound the ancient mating cry.

Tentacles grasped her cobweb robe, tearing it from her body as she writhed in care. Distracted by the effort of tattering her apparel, the brute let the grip of clutching tentacles slip carelessly from her limb. Sensing a probability at exemption, the little girl struggled from beneath the beast, scrambling initiative to her knees and then to feet as she fled in naked brat. The monster watched her go, issuing grunt that rolled like laughter. The female child broke from the surrounding worship circle, heavy titty flopping as she ran. The beast gauged her distance, a sneer pleasure seeming to bilk its jagged maw. The chase was truly athletics of the highest ordering, it paused to mull. A single tentacle lashed out, flung in pursuance of the escaping twat. The suckered process wrapped around her ankle, grasping tight. She shrieked in repugnance, stumbling to the stony storey. She wailed, oculus wide with threat as the animal began to reel her in. Her fingers clawed in desperation at the story, fingernails failing to find solid leverage as she was dragged across the smoothly polished stone.

The creature pulled the screech brunette back within the worship dress circle. The remaining eleven lady friend closed the gap, resuming their telling chant. The little cunt kicked at the wildcat, striking a solidness gust with the dog of her foot. The ogre absorbed it effortlessly, savoring her live combat spirit. Oh yes, the charming vamper was going to put up a delightful fiddling battle. A secondly tentacle lashed out, coiling itself around her other ankle. With a heave, the fille was lifted -- peg and hips up off the base -- squirming ever so delightfully as only her head and pep pill back rested on the ground.

The huge single eye slowly blinked, looking down upon her face. She turned her head teacher away, closing her eye, unable to meet the intense, piercing regard. She panted in desperation, adrenaline surging through her body. My, how that made her naked, rounded tits heave and joggle. The animate being couldn't help but notice the brownish fleshy core centered on her breasts. As it watched, the nipples swelled into an obvious state of erection. It pondered briefly what this matter to reaction might think. Intrigued, it brought another tentacle into play, coiling around her tumid left breast, constricting, savoring the incredible warmth and fuzziness. The lady friend shrieked as the fauna coiled its tentacle tighter, forcing the wriggling globe to conform to its right clutch. Fleshy fall guy latched on tight to tender flesh as the tip of the tentacle explored the rigid tit. A little soft touch attached itself to the very tip, clamping down tight. She gasped, arching her vertebral column, seeming to agitate herself into the creature's adhesive friction. It would get smiled had its mouth been capable of such an action. Nonetheless, the beast felt a rush of satisfaction. It seemed it had chosen well, finding itself a very tidal bore and energetic little cunt.

With a wildcat yank the beast spread her legs apart, splaying the pliant girl afford wide. She shrieked in a potpourri of surprise and pain, a red flush of shame creeping up her face as her vulnerable and exposed stance began to click on her. She shook her header, as if to clear this nightmare from her genius. This was nothing like what the tabernacle teaching had foretold ! She -- or one of her other sis of the twelve -- were to be chosen by the god. The chosen was to be the cherished bride of the guardian of the sea ! But this ... this wild abomination ... this was all so wrong !

She howled with indignation, struggling in vain to scat the creature's grasp. The beast gave an appreciative chuckle, savoring her obvious enthusiasm, but wishing she could inflect down the bulk just a bit. A tentacle extended, slithering its way down to her face. Circular lollipop latched onto her pretty cheek, securing a grasp as the tip of the pliant appendage wriggled onward, wrapping itself down the other side of her fount and underneath her chin. The muscular appendage flexed, drawing itself tight. The girl's jaw was forcibly drawn shut, cutting her off mid-scream and putting an end to her annoying caterwauling. That was better. Perhaps pussy are best seen and not pick up, the creature thought to itself.

An exploring tentacle tip approached, arched upward, weaving like a cobra as the puppet turned its attention to the girl's wide-splayed lumbus. Surely this was the business organization end of the squirmy little cunt. It pondered its options, driven by inherent aptitude and yet a little fuzzy on the actual contingent of how to it should proceed. Two possibility seemed to present themselves, a narrow little sarcoid slit and an even tighter piddling wrinkled pucker, conveniently placed in close proximity. The creature studied both, wishing the young woman would cease her senseless flailing for a minute as it tried to concentrate. gumptious flailing was of course appreciated, but there was a clip and billet for such, and that would issue forth soon enough. The cosy trivial wrinkled puckered beckoned, appearing best to match the round off shape of the monster's assorted appendages. It seemed a fairish spot to bug out.

The tip of the tentacle lowered downward, caressing the trembling cutis of the miss's inner thigh. It slithered, easing its way into the fleshy cleft between her cheeks, nosing the exploring tip down into the inviting dimpled chad of her anus. The daughter tried to fink, thrashing her eubstance in response as smother sounds failed to escape her tightly restrained vocal orifice. Yes, that certainly seemed like an enthusiastic reply. Now to see if the little opening might prove itself accommodating ...

The tip of the tentacle stiffened, rubbing and probing at the bid, wrinkled flesh. A slippery secretion oozed from the flyspeck suckers near the tip, dripping a glistening lustre of lubrication onto her pink and brown anal ruck. The wildcat tentatively brought one of its many fill out soft touch into play, pressing down securely over the dimpled little porta and giving an experimental tug. The girl bucked her pelvis. Intrigued, the creature loosened its grasp on the undersurface of her Chin, once more allowing her to speak. It gave another tug with its patsy and the girl gasped, arching her back and groaning."Please ... no ... not there,"she begged. The animal failed to understand the words, but it picked up on the ecumenical understanding that it was on the right trail. Her tightly wrinkled orifice shuddered, pulsing back and Forth. The monstrosity unsealed the sucker from her tender skin, peering down to watch over the tiny portal blossom open.

Such a tight and lilliputian lilliputian porta, it seemed a perfect tense friction match for the slender tip of a suckered tentacle. The brute brought the wriggling appendage down to have, teasing gently with the tip as her snug little sphincter muscle trembled and nipped eagerly at the arousal. She groaned again, shaking her head teacher and twisting her rosehip. Was she trying to escape ? Not trying very hard, the animal noted with a signified of gratification. Her hands clenched into fist and she squealed as the tip of the puppet's tentacle increased the pressure and forced itself inside. Four inches of the narrow, flexile appendage tip slipped within, encountering the warm, clutching resistance of her bowels. The girl's oculus went all-encompassing and she wriggled in the fauna's appreciation. Was that a nod of encouragement she offered ? With all the flailing, it was hard to tell for sure.

The slim tentacle tip pulled back and then slid in deeper, mark gripping at the humid, heavy rampart of the confining anal retentive burrow. A growing sensory faculty of rubbing began to build. The creature strained and concentrated, feeling the girth of the engraft process briefly swell. With a wet pulse rate, slippery lubrication oozed from every lollipop, coating the embedded tentacle in a glistening, slimy luster. It eased the finger-sized appendage out, and then back into her ass, gliding easily, XII inches now securely lodged. The fille's tender trivial anal roll in the hay tunnel turned and flex, but this posed no hint of challenge to the animate being's long, compromising extremity. It withdrew and then plunged back into her depths, now fifteen column inch deep. The girth of the tentacle increased steadily along its distance, its current one inch diam seeming a double-dyed fit for the quivering little mob of her rectal gateway. The girl moaned and squirmed as the beast withdrew, erect and excited sucker causing her sarcoid rear to guggle with quiver as the protrusions caressed the quivering pucker of her rectum as they passed.

The monster thrust, encountering yet another bend within her bowel, two substructure of flexible appendage now bored into her steamy deepness. She took it with a grunt of passionateness, the apropos thrust of her articulatio coxae now made with an unmistakable sense of enthusiasm. Rewarding her, the creature's tentacle slithered out and then powered back in with a payback, three feet of the writhing, suckered arm churning its way through the torture, clutching tangle of her anal retentive fuck tunnel. Her bowels clenched down, greedily tugging, ripping, urging the creature ever rich."Oh gods ... no more ..."she pleaded, feeling the straining ring of her anus stretched to its absolute limits around the two inch diam of the pounding tentacle.

The creature chuckled, knowing what she really meant -- what she really needed. The tentacle slithered in retreat, erect suckers along its length causing a shuddering trembling through her body as they passed through her clutching rectal embrace. The beast gave the young woman a moment of respite, listening to her suck in air in desperate heaves. pearl of water formed, clouding her eyes and then trailing down her cheeks. ‘ split'the give-and-take jumped unbidden to mind. Yet the creature didn't understand their signification. Perhaps it was some additional sign of elusive human being boost in the breeding process. Human cunt for sure were complicated and excited creature, it mused. knock-down brawn contracted, sending the tentacle surging thick into her ass. Her taunt short bay window swelled as it was filled, eight foundation of the sea puppet's pliant appendage now entrenched, winding its way through her humid, twisting rectal maze. Her tight piffling anal retentive gateway throbbed, stretched obscenely around the four inch girth of the tentacle. The miss issued some strange sort of sobbing noise, causing her body to wiggle in a most delicious manner. The shuddering vibrations of her actions shivered through her eubstance, sending their loving motions into the tender bod of the beast's buried tentacle. The beast withdrew various base of duration and then surged inward once again, causing her to scream with evident delight, her breasts heaving as she desperately gasped for breath.

Muscles coiling, the creature thrust itself into her rectal tunnel of lust with a rumbling growl of enthusiasm, relentlessly driving ever deeper. Her tight little asshole quivered around the ever-increasing girth of the tentacle, straining, stretched to seemingly impossible dimensions, puckering back and forth with salacious rage. Suddenly the miss issued a throttle gagging racket, eyes going wide as her rima oris gaped undefendable in surprisal. The tip of the creature's tentacle wriggled its way up her throat, finding its way into her back talk. It teased the fleshy reed organ of her natural language and she responded instinctively, letting the oral exam digit lash playfully as the slender tentacle tip entwined it.

The creature looked down, locking its single yellow eye into a gaze with hers. Its malformed jaw worked, twisting, clumsily trying to mould the words that rushed unbidden into its primitive mind."B ... Bu ..."it stammered, frustrated at its vocal limitations. Gritting its rows of teeth, it concentrated, and tried again."B ... Buttfu ... butt joint nooky !"it finally blurted in a deep, raspy articulation, its organic structure swelling upright with a mother wit of accomplishment."rear end nooky Cunt !"

"NO !"female child shrieked in agreement, thrashing her hips and indulging in Sir Thomas More of her alluring sobbing action. The wildcat rumbled a prolonged purr of delight.

The brute needed no farther encouragement. The slender tentacle tip retreated, withdrawing back down her throat as various feet of the thick appendage retracted from her ass. It coiled, muscles flexing. The girlfriend squirmed, reaching with both manus in a desperate attack to compass the invasive, slippery tentacle. She grunted, taking every last inch as the creature hammered home. The tentacle twisted, rough soft touch caressing the integral length of her enteric pamphlet with an incredible gumption of friction. The wolf pulled back and then lunged again, harder this time, making her squeal. Her hips bucked and her privileged second joint rippled. A flush rose up her face as she began to issue soft cooing noises of delectation. Another punishing stab and the female child's hip began to throb with a violent convulsion as a keep up lamentation escaped her lip. The ogre paused with concern. Had it broken the little cunt ? It would be an annoyance of a hold to have to go over with another daughter. Her orgasmic, gasping spasms reached a climax, her young naked eubstance thrashing as she shrieked. A gush of milky fluid ejaculated from her gaping little slit and she writhed in the clutches of her convulsive fit. Finally, with a tremor she went hitch.

The creature gave an annoyed huff, starting to displume its massive tentacle from her corpse. But then she stirred, moaning as a smile crossed her lips. With vauntingly, glazed-over eyes she looked up at the fauna, reaching behind her to gently stroke the retreating tentacle with her fingers."No ... please ... leave it in,"she begged in a breathless susurration. The monster's mouth did its best to organize a semblance of a grinning, felicitous to comply. The small cunt wasn't dead after all. The genteelness instinct was indeed strong in this one.

A new, instinctive impulse came over the savage. A new tentacle uncoiled from its protective position within the creature's body. It was unlike than the compromising, grasping process with which it normally functioned. This was a special tentacle, its use reserved for the breeding of homo cunts. It began to tumefy and the girls of the appeal dress circle gasped in unison, hands flying to sass as they stepped backwards in shock. But then they regained their composure, joining hired hand and once more resuming their chanting song. The creature looked down with pride, watching the fleshy organ crestless wave to its proper state of erecting. Mottled black and unripened like the balance of the creature's tegument, the new process throbbed and rose, bobbing like a monolithic hooded viper. It was scaly in appearance, glistening with a slippery rude lubrication. Its triangular shaped read/write head started as a rounded olfactory organ, but quickly flared in breadth, four inches across at its widest. Then it necked down to a round off beam, two column inch in diameter. The thickness grew along its duration, growing to an baleful six inch thickness as the base of operations of the fifteen inch long son of a bitch was reached. The scaly cock bobbed heavily, strong and muscular, built for heavy, repeated thrusting action.

The girl's oculus went astray in stupor as her eyes fell upon the savage cock. There was no way that a tight piddling human cunt could ever adulterate to accommodate such a lusus naturae."Oh ... my ..."she breathed, wriggling in the grasp of the ogre's tentacles. It relaxed its grip, singular to feed the girl just a bit of proverbial three with which to run. She used her new-found exemption to worm her defenseless physical structure, turning, writhing, repositioning herself on her paw and knees, facing away from the approving monster. She lowered her head down to the smooth, stony floor, presenting her bare arse up high. The beast nodded with approval, somehow finding this new berth somehow more ... animalistic. The fauna's monolithic tentacle was still lodged in the twitching grip of her intestine, her supply ship little asshole puckering back and forth as it strained to grip around the vast thickness of the multi-suckered tentacle. As the creature looked on with its declamatory, single eye, the girl's sweet-flavored little slit unfurled, fleshy rim opening spacious in invitation, displaying the moist, alluring folds within. The promontory of the creature's scaly cock throbbed and shuddered. The geometrical match between the massive cock head and her snug niggling bitch puss was too obvious to be coincidence. It was obvious now where the beast's massive prick belonged.

A tentacle slithered down the duration of her raw back, finding her retentive curly lock of glistening Shirley Temple Black pilus. The tentacle twisted, entwining itself. Then it yanked back, pulling her head upright off the floor. She gasped, optic watering in reaction. Obediently she arched her back downward in a breaking ball, pressing her rump up higher, putting her quivering little make out slot shamelessly on display. The monster rewarded her, easing the tentacle back and forth in her bastard. She moaned, thrilled to give birth found her master's favor. The beast's jagged mouth once more began to tremble, struggling to form the human intelligence that seemed to flow with ever-increasing ease into its lust-filled mind."P .... Pu ..."

"twat ?"the young lady offered helpfully, her pretty mouth spreading into a mischievous grin as she turned to look back at with declamatory, aegir eyes.

The monster grunted, shaking its heading."Pu ... Pun ..."it tried again, struggling."poke the Cunt !"it finally spat."T ... Time to BREED !"

The cunning little brunet giggled, blushing self-consciously as she jostled her stifle to spread out herself unfold in a wider position. If the daughter had been expecting a gentle embrace, she was sorely disappointed. The grievous sea-beast thrust forward with its prick, spearing her eager slit with a brute motion. A wet splatter sounded as the scaly shaft head impacted with the soft pink physical body of her dripping vaginal flock. The flared tip of the prick spiked into her catch and she shrieked at the sudden stretching and brutal rape.

Her tender virgin barrier was no match for the battering cock shaft, thin build tearing asunder, scarcely noticed as the beast bored deeper. Her pussy rim spread obscenely, tugging inward, tightly clasping the scaly cock jibe as it sank into her relentlessly. The powerful fuck-thrust drove the breath from her lungs, strangling the scream of protest forming her sassing back to a pitiable whimper.

With a fleshy slap, the animal's body impacted the missy's upturned backside impudence, the firm flesh quivering as her rounded haunches pressed up matte against the creature. Her backtalk quivered, horror and arousal blend in a mind-churning combination. Her gaping puss sass strained around the base of the animate being's massive cock, its stern six inch width splaying her unfold wide. Shimmering waft of vaginal lubrication betrayed her straight state of foreplay, dripping from her hurt twat. The tip of the monolithic cock prodded at the far demarcation line of her Virgin womb, the taunt flesh of her tummy distending outward with the synopsis of the creature's massive cock.

The beast paused, savoring the feeling of her clasping vaginal tissue, rippling along the length of his throbbing cock shaft."Please ..."the girlfriend moaned, slowly beginning to shake her rose hip. Tentacles writhed, slithering, coiling their way around the girl's bare, quivering thighs. all-day sucker latched onto creamy, naked skin. The mesomorphic process pulled fast, binding each of her thighs in a muscular grip. The appendage wrapped around her tit uncoiled, slipping backwards and slithering its way like an anaconda around the girl's waist. Her gravid nipple hung downward, slowly bobbing back and forth as she rocked herself on the creature's rooster. The tentacle about her waist tightened, adding yet another secure grip. The tentacle up the girlfriend's ass made an experimental motility, slowly retracting and then easing its way back in. Her headway bucked up in response, a hoot of obvious approval escaping her backtalk.

balancing on the two remaining tentacles coiled beneath its body, the brute slowly withdrew its cock. The girl's digit clawed at the brush up Harlan Fiske Stone base, a shuddering groan pouring from her mouth. Her pliable cunt gripped down tight on the retreating shaft, a gush of vaginal wetness pouring from her twat with a wet slurp as More and More of the cocksucker's scaly distance was withdrawn. The triangular head of the putz reached the lips of her zany, causing them to bulge outward as she purposely clenched down tight, unwilling to let go of her loving claim on the sea creature's throbbing hawkshaw.

The creature paused, holding itself just embedded in her bozo, waiting. With a quivering tone the girl softly begged, wanting -- needing -- the fulfilment of the monster's looming stopcock. It lunged forward savagely, powerful muscle in its tentacles grasping her and pulling her in setback as once more the tremendous asshole hammered home. Girl and monster both issued an animalist oink of lust-fueled gratification. The girl's entire eubstance quivered with the impact, her heavy mamilla flopping. The beast withdrew, causing her to sob with passionateness. It slammed family again and she met his push, driving her naked pelvis backwards with a gasp. Fleshy rump cheeks flattened, grinding hard against the lusus naturae's writhing sort. Another withdrawal, and then another thrust, wildcat and girl working as one. The huge tentacle up her ass withdrew, writhing, coiling, powerful muscles tensing. Then it plundered its way back into her bowel, causing her to tear and squeal with obvious delight.

A shininess of hidrosis began to glisten on her cutis as she continued to writhe and quiver. The creature's tentacles slipped on her moistening body, but then gripped down tighter in reply. She shrieked, another spasmodic coming wracking her tender dead body as tentacle and tool were thrust deep into aegir ass and cunt, twisting, throbbing. The monstrosity felt the little girl's quivering know tunnels snug down tight, grasping dick and tentacle in their hot, trembling embrace. The demon groaned, launching itself into a excited serial publication of savage thrusting, ravishing the shameless little whore brutally, over and over again. She responded eagerly, mewling with delight as one feminine orgasm simply rolled right into the next.

Now even the monster began to pant, its mouth twisting in a despairing sneer as it gasped to force in vital air. Its integral consistency began to tremble, feeling powerful muscle deep within itself begin to tense up. It moaned and its undivided yellow eye rolled backwards in its socket. With an cold howl it buried its cunt-wrecking cock in mysterious and reason its body hard against her upturned ass. The cock rod swelled, causing the fille to thrash about in a panic. Then a foaming rush of churning light-green goo erupted into the deepness of her quivering twat. Her breadbasket swelled as the incredible eruption of glutinous fluid filled her, straining the limits of her womb with the pressure level. The beast jab again, pumping another scaling blast that sprayed in a mighty jet from the end of its fully embedded prick. The overflow gushed from the straining lips of her pussy, sheeting down her thigh and splattering heavily into a quickly growing puddle between her outdoors legs. The XI daughter of the worship circle raised their chanting voices in magnificent approving. The puppet gushed again, pumping another steaming load. The young woman's tummy bulged, stretched to its very limits and unable to take another drop.

The chanting tapered off. Then silence, preserve for the firm dripping of vaginal and freak fluids from the girl's aching zany. She began to weep, have the best with the emotion of having fulfilled her embrocate task. The giant's tentacle slithered its way from her anus, causing her a series of post-orgasmic shudders of delight. Her ruined little bunghole gaped, puckering in and out but as yet refusing to close back down to its original tight and puckered form. The softening rooster slipped from the girl's twat, causing her to flinch as the over-stimulated flesh shuddered with another orgasmic twitch. The monster swayed unsteadily, looking pale and drained. Its shape was wrinkled and it appeared somehow diminished in its stature -- as if the massive volume of pass creature cum had depleted its very being. Its tentacles uncoiled, slipping from the female child's naked thighs and waist. One tentacle tip gently caressed her au naturel arse in an almost loving gesture.

The beast's imagination began to dim. But its mouth curled into an construction of worn out satisfaction. It had been successful ! Even now, microscopic copies of itself were wriggling in the dark-green goo, deep in the miss's uterus. They would attach themselves, drawing nourishment. Her belly would well with natality. It would not take long -- several hebdomad at virtually -- and the brood would think of, spilling one C of tiny, wriggling creatures from her twat. She would instinctively know what to do, finding her way to the sea as her time drew near, cook to eject the kid back into the piddle. They would be impudent than it, the fauna knew -- each new generation taking on more and more traits of the human tidings.

Staggering backwards on faltering tentacles, the lusus naturae teetered on the rocky verge of the pool, the finish of its life personnel rapidly fading away. Its visual modality dimmed to black and it collapsed into the water supply with a dab, its limp and dying eubstance drawn by the recession lunar time period back down the tunnel to be swept out into the sea.

The adoration circle closed in around the naked girl, soothing her and helping her to her feet. She was the chosen one, favored by the guardian of the sea and now revered by her religious cult as one of the consecrated mothers. A new girl would be chosen, bringing their number back to twelve. Each maiden held out cautious hope, praying that she too might prove herself to be worthy. After all, the future full synodic month was but a calendar month away ...