It was once human. Now it really did n't know what it was.
Its life as a human being only lived on through a couple computer memory. Most of its human sprightliness was forgotten. It mainly staged swamps and lakes though.
One of its hold out remembering of a man was being in a lab. Pain. existence tortured. That was when the lip appeared where his throat was. It took about a workweek. But it ended up meeting his first mouth making a trilateral gape filled with triangular teeth. His tongue long and unblock. It even remembered when his arms split spread into three unlike appendages. The finger cymbals receding to form an exoskeleton.
Never had he felt such pain. His ramification cracked into a biped state.
Since then he needed to be in water. Thin ordered series formed and its muscles became dense. Now it was able to stoop steel. Run through the Mrs. Henry Wood like a moongoose on undefendable road. hole and kill. A telepathic ability to see into the nous of its victims. As they die their hale aliveness flashes in its mind. The start to the creatures desensitized DoS of massacre. Another sense it had developed was a sense of mental suggestion. Planting thoughts into its dupe mind. It became a top predator.


It had been this way for years now. Since 1970. It had no clue what class it was now however.
After its leakage it had been running and hunting ever since.
It was effective. Dangerous, and rarely thought anymore. It had attacked many humans. Killed few. Only in winters where the hungriness took over.
In thunder violent storm however it was free to go as far as it wanted for as long as it wanted. Following the system for as long as it could.
It had been in a swampland for the past week hunting fish here and there. Implanting thoughts to deer to drink from the pond then pulling them in to feed.
But when it felt the static in the air and the overcast coming. It waited patiently near the airfoil. When the first gear raindrop rippled the urine. It sprung out.
On the motion again as fog rolled in fast.
It barely made a sound swiftly sprinting through the wood. A wet squirrel in its itinerary. A tentacle whipped out grabbing it and shoved it into its gapping maw.
Winters and tree and gathered acorns flashed through its intellect. Seconds it was gone.
dame in nests anything it saw was eaten.
And the life of that birdie flashed as soon as its tentacles touched the birds.

Kimberly was jogging like she usually did. wear grey and trimmed Elwyn Brooks White booty unawares made of spandex. A sports bra that made her cleavage bounciness. She was a mulatto girl with carmel skin and pink nails. Her whisker tussled in a ponytail and wearing Theodore Harold White sneakers.
She ran down this road everyday. She had seen the clouds in the distance but figured the rain would just pass them by.
She was a bit dismayed when the pelting started to devolve and thunder sounded.
But up ahead there was an old abandoned farm that she figured she could take refuge at.

It popped out of the treeline its eyes darting around.
An old farm the key long gone. A couplet windows broken out. A scarecrow situation outside. It sprinted towards the farm going into the undetermined barn.
To no avail however did it see animals to eat.
Not until it heard a cervid bleating outside.
Its head racked around and in an clamant the fauna was out of the door.
The deer took a few steps forward surveying its milieu when the creature tackled it to the ground. The deer did n't even get to whine in dissent as the tentacles broke its neck.
It started feeding. Wasting no time. It took part of sum at a time. Wrapping the tentacles around as boney thorns came from its tentacles and ripped afford the human body as the tentacles tightened around the dead animal.
It fed for a couple arcminute before it sensed something else near.
It looked over seeing a woman.

Kim jogged up looming around as the pelting intesnsified. She saw something laying on the ground over in the field. But she honestly did n't care to check the billet of interestingness. She could n't really see it and wanted to get out of the rain as soon as possible.
She got up to the farmhouse the whorl already busted open.
Her and a few friends partied there a few times in the past.
She liked it except for the scarecrow that sat in the living room.
Drunk she danced in straw man of it on a dare. Since then she kind of felt like it was staring at her though.
Even though she knew that was simply silly.
She walked in wringing out her hair quick. The floor had old stained rugs. The trivial piece of furniture that was left was trashed ripped and stained.
Raindrops pelted the roof as a roll of smack passed.
She looked over to see the scarer in the rocking chair. She smiled casually spitting on the rotting floor. She shook her headway before walking to the stairs where she could watch the storm from up stairs.

The animate being saw a lot of physical body. However even though it felt hunger. It also felt another flavor long forgotten.
It slithered through an open window.
It slowly approached the bird-scarer. Putting a tendril to the saliva a memory flashed past its creative thinker.
A retentiveness of her dancing for the scarecrow.
It looked down at the scarecrow with a tilt to its heading. A potato sack with two throwaway spyhole ripped. A jackolatern mouth sewn in bleak. An an old worn leather hat.

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

The creature watched at the soaking wet girl slowly descend down the steps. A loud crunch of the wood pressing together with each step.
Her oculus peering around oblivious to it.

Kimberly did n't see anyone yet when she got down the stairs.
She stopped herself from saying something, nervous.
She finally spoke up.
'' hi ? ``
The howl of the fart was the only reponse, followed by a low rumbling of thunder.
She looked to the scarecrow seeing it was soaked.

The beast sent its thoughts out to her.
'' Its cypher. ``

She scoffed at `` herself '' before saying.
'' It probably was wet before I came in. I dunno. ``
She turned around taking a step. She felt something under her foot and looked down seeing the scarecrow hat at her pes. She then felt a stiff pushover from the busted unresolved window.

The creature watched as she bent over. Immediately going to its feet.
Her ass peeking under her swag short with all-embracing hips and narrow waist. Her legs long an thick. A bantam gap as the seem of the shorts rode between her ass cheeks.
It swiftly unveiled a tentacle starting at her gap and firmly rode it up.
A embarrassment of memory board of sex when it was active popped into its mind. And her storage of the act as well.
Throwing into her mind, `` whatever that was will pop me. ``

Kimberly popped up, reverence taking over. She spun around seeing the scarecrow standing before her.
She took a unity whole step back.
'' Oh my god ! '' she cried, her mind racing with wide eyes.
'' Go to your articulatio genus. '' it croaked.
Her hands were up wanting to press it and run. But a primal sense of selection and awe of end she slowly went to her genu, closing her eyes.
The wight memories had given it enough to go on as it pulled out its member. glossy long and like a tentacle in itself. It took a step forward. She opened her mouth to scream something when it shoved its member into her mouth.
She garbled as he eyes injection open looking at the cock sliding into her sassing. She tried to protest but the extremity kept getting deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat.
It used the tips of one of its tentacles to put pressure level on the rear of her head.
She closed her optic again trying to let out a screeching her hands up in disgust. But its grip kept her head bobbing back and forth. Feeling her mild wet lip. Panicy little tongue moving about. Her rim a buffer zone along its phallus. The vibration from her mouth.
It groaned in a deep gurgle.
Another tentacle unveiled where its other wrist joint would be. It slithered out and slowly slid down her rearwards feeling her stable material body of indulgent flesh.
It stared down at the curves of her seat arching out and popping.
Its tentacle slid between the curves of her crack slowly and firmly going down to her slit. Feeling her snatch under the spandex.
Its tentacle curved and wriggled into her.

Kimberly suddenly stopped struggling so much. Fear of how it was reaching her ass even though it was outdoor stage straight. Her middle flicked up seeing the tentacles coming out of the sleeves.
'Oh my god ! It 's a fucking monstrosity !'her thinker screamed. It suddenly wasnt about the humilation and infraction. She knew she was in true trouble. She knew she had to do anything to survive.
So past any sort of mental judgements she summited to it. She closed her centre and began to suck in on its appendage. Feeling its tentacle friction and writhing on her slit.
She felt her pussy Begin to get hot. She began to move her pelvis around not really in control of it. Whether she liked it or not she need to act. She however knew, her physical structure was responding.
Which caused her to suck harder. She sucked and slurped grasping its member.
Another tentacle revealed itself and whapped her right ass cheek.
She felt the tentacle at her slit slowly move up and slip into her spandex shorts down her crack again. Then down her thigh wrapper around the spandex boxershorts. Tearing them from her supple body. Only leaving a white thong.
Wincing at the pain sensation of the short being torn off of her she slid her helping hand back to moving the thong to the one of her ass cheeks.
Its get-go tentacle slowly touched her wet hot slit.
She shivered in anticipation.
It slowly began to enter her kitty as she gave out a moan.
The former tentacle slapping her bare ass. It then began to slide between her ass cheeks. book binding and Forth it slide before turning the tip of its tendril into her asshole.

Kimberly was already moaning on its cock from the tentacle wiggling in her kitty. She was never a vast fan of anal retentive however its tentacle slide in swiftly with not as much hurting as she imagined. Maybe it was the fear. Or the rising pleasance from her cunt. Or a survival mindset making her feel less pain.
Whatever it was, the tentacle in her ass was feeling salutary other then losing her breath a little.
The two tentacles began pumped on an alternating rhythem. Another tentacle came out slapping her ass again with a forte good for you smack.
Her eyes began to flutter back a bit her take a breath being taken into a bit of a gasp.
A satisfied moan started from her when she felt the ogre shoot a shipment into her rima oris. She immediately pulled from it coughing some up. Most of it already draining down her throat.
Another load splattered her segmentation as it slowly slid between her tits.
The free tentacle slid under her shirt. Wrapping around it but this clock time pushing its talons to the control surface and deplumate the front of the shirt clear. It retracted the talons that ran along the edge of its tentacles. Wrapping them under her arm lifting her up.
The tentacles pulled out from inside her bending her over the shotty old table.
It held her down her a moment tentacles seizing each dead body voice and her head to the table.
Its incredibly huge knife slid out from under the mask shoving itself into her pussy.
She gasped muttering under her breath.
It tasted her sweet garden. Staring at her heavy fanny. She moaned and twitched at the tongue in her. It wiggled its tongue around for a few moment before pulling out.
It stood up freeing her from its grip.
It slid it appendage into her pussy. Two of its tentacles sliding around her ribs and grasping her freed titty. The were rich and pressed again the table.
Another one going back into her asshole.
Another sliding up and into her sassing. The monster began to Ezra Loomis Pound against her body hard. Another wrapping around her shank. And the last one slithered around her result thigh and constricted firmly. Slowly sliding.
All six of its outgrowth were busy exploring every minuscule crevice of the pitiful girl.
She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. Her nipples were like baseball diamond. Her whole body covered in gooseflesh. An climax rising fast. The tentacle wrapping around her waist pushed and pulled her soundbox onto its member.

It kept ramming her having never felt anything like this. Her leg was so fleshy and soft. Her sassing felt amazing. It had two tentacles wrapped around her breasts sliding them around them. Then it felt how hard her nipples were. Intriguing the creature it used the summit of its tendrils to flick and fondle her hard nipples.
The reception was almost contiguous. She tightened her thighs together. Arched her back as her her pussy and ass tightened up. Her kitty felt a lot more wet.
It pulled two talons at the tip of its tendrils. Lightly pinching her mamilla. The parts that were wrapped around the breast poked her white meat lightly. It could feel how it effected her.
She started to rub her second joint together lifting one fundament. Her thighs rubbed together pleasurably on the tentacle between them.
It began to fuck her faster and faster now feeling its own joy rising as she came again.
It suddenly pulled out, as she squirted. Alternating the member and tentacle. Her ass was so much tighter.

Kimberly had never felt such intense orgasms. Feeling pure pleasance from both golf hole she felt like she needed a minute.
The tentacle in her back talk pulled out as she gasped for air. Staring at the tentacle inches over her human face with strew spit from her wet lips to the tentacle. It moved behind her wrapping around her shot glass tail. It forced her up from her ponytail forcing her back to arch popping out her perfect breasts. It pressed her sizeable ass face together around its pumping member.
She moaned louder and louder feeling another orgasm on the rise.
'' Ugh ! Ugh ! I'm-I- gon na -- c-c-cuuum ! '' she cried as she felt a hot thick onus fill her ass. Her kettle of fish tightened again as she climaxed feeling waves of pleasance flood her entirely body.
It released her as she slumped to the onto the table.
Covered in all sudor now. Her berm heaving. Her stage quivering. Her sleeve shook. Feeling in a Department of State of cloud nine almost.

It was already to go again. Judging how it would take her next an unwelcome sound arose.
Or rather a deficiency thereof. The rain was letting up. It had been quite a few minutes since it had heard the last quake of thunder.
Without a second thought it sprinted through the open window slithering through it.
Kimberly stayed perfectly still. Wanting to slump to the floor.

The beast still in the scarecrow outfit sprinted through thr forest. Moving into the storm with open eyes and ears.
back to hunting.

After another 20 minute the sky had completely cleared.
Kimberly had just barely recovered from her ordeal. She could barely walk even and her mind was still dizzy.
She started walking back place with her shoes her thong and a ripped open shirt.
She looked around seeing the utterly shoot apart deer. Her eyes widened thinking it being a good mind she did n't run. Otherwise she to would be laying in in this field.
She honestly felt like a survior. And she felt no existent disgrace in what she did either.


The animal was eating bear it had just killed. Tearing into it. The mask lifted slightly. Its tentacles fully branished with talons loose shredding contribution of it to ribbons.
'' You seem like you could accept it all figured out, do you not ? '' *click*
The monster jumped truly startled for nix ever approached it.
It spun around tendrils in the air and flaring with a gurgly hushing under the masquerade party. The open teeth where the pharynx once was grinding covered and dripping with blood. Staring at the grandiloquent thin placid man in a case. A hat covering his center with an unnatural wide and piercing grin with shark like teeth.
'' No penury for that. I have something to offer you. '' *click*