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*Hey everyone. I thought there wasn't enough tentacle stuff being written, so I figured I'd submit a quick one, see what kind of reaction I get. Standard warning to underage kids and people who are offended by explicit sexual material of any kind.*

Ellie trotted home, her lithe feline form moving easily down the sidewalk. Her tail swished side to side as she went, but its swishing was a little faster than necessary, reflecting her anger. She had caught that fox Melai kissing Damian, a wolf she was interested in. She had just walked out of the school, and there they were, wrapped around each other, and Damian looked like he was trying to eat her face. Everyone knew Melai was pretty loose - it was only a matter of time before Damian was lost to any girl worth his time, lost in the endless pussy-chasing that so many of the other boys engaged in. She sighed to herself. How was she ever going to find a worthwhile guy? She hadn't yet. She hadn't even lost her virginity, and at nineteen that was becoming annoying.

She arrived at her little house on the edge of town, shrugging out of her jacket and straightening her simple white blouse as she sat down with her favorite book, where she read until late. When she finally went to bed, she stepped out of her trousers, leaving her in the blouse and panties, and unbuttoned her blouse slowly, shy as always about undressing, even in the privacy of her home. She checked to make sure all the curtains were closed, then let her blouse fall, stretching, her small, firm, sleekly furred breasts arched out. She slipped a loose tshirt over her head, then climbed into bed, sighing as she leaned to put out the light. She snuggled down into the covers, and fell into a light drowse. Her fleeting dreams were of Damian, kissing her, or even doing more, she admitted to herself with a blush. She licked her soft, pretty muzzle in the darkness of her room, and reached slowly between her slim legs, finding herself already damp and warm. She eased her tiny, delicate paw into her panties, and almost gasped aloud at just the light touch on her mound. She began to stroke herself slowly, sighing and purring softly as the pleasure slowly built in her body.

As her hips started gently rocking against her paw, there was a tiny movement from beneath her bed. Slowly, a dark purple shape slid out, just an inky shadow in the darkness beneath the foot of Ellie's bed. It elongated into a tentacle, waving slowly in the air, tasting the smells and sounds it found. What had awakened it was a tantalizing scent - the scent of female arousal. It sniffed its way up along the bedskirt, then slid under the covers, following the body warmth it detected. It brushed soft fur, and froze immediately, pulling back.

The creature that had taken up residence beneath the bed was startled. A creature did live here, apparently, and a female one at that. Excellent. Now to find out more.

The tentacle slowly slid up under the covers again, feeling along the warmed sheets up along the outside of Ellie's left leg. As it made its way up, Ellie arched her back, mewling in pleasure as she rubbed her soft slit with one small paw. The tentacle paused again, tasting that soft sound, and found it delicious. It now explored, careful not to touch the girl, but only to try to find the source of the wonderful scent it had detected.

As Ellie touched her clit for the first time, she gasped, her legs bending at the knee slightly to give herself more access. As she did, her wetness leaked from her tiny pussy, and the tentacle suddenly caught the scent very strongly, and inched forward, ever so lightly brushing against the bottom of her mound. Ellie just mewled, barely feeling it, lost in a haze of pleasure at her own paw's movements. The tentacle's tip, supple and firm like a fingertip, gently stroked the slit, tasting the sweetness there. Ellie whimpered, not yet connecting the sensation to anything other than her hand. Her taste swept down the tentacle to the creature it originated from, and the creature growled inaudibly in delight. This creature was the most delicious he had ever found. Now to see if he could taste her fully, without detection.

The tentacle eased forward, and gently stroked Ellie's slit, top to bottom, then flicked against her clit. She mewled again, her hand stilling at the top of her mound. The tip of the tentacle began slowly rocking against her slit, a firm but gentle caress that soon had her whimpering softly in rhythm. Ellie still didn't realize that something else was touching her, her heated mind not connecting the stroking to the fact that both her hands were clutching her own legs now.

Beneath the bed, the creature was pleased.

The tentacle-tip now emitted a slight ooze of a thick, viscous liquid, wetting it, and began slowly stroking the slit, from bottom to top, over and over again. Ellie gasped each time, her hips rocking against the touch as both her hands moved to the bedsheets, slowly clutching handfuls of it.

The creature realized then that there was actually a barrier between it and the delicious nectar. Some form of clothing, possibly. It squirmed its feeler, and found bare skin, with just a light fuzz, covering its prize. It nudged the panties aside and dipped into the wetness it found, drawing a slight squeal from Ellie as it probed at her now-bare slit. The creature began fluttering the tip of its feeler against her clit now, slow, then faster. Ellie immediately arched her back, gasping for breath, mewling constantly now, her legs slowly squirming. As the fluttering became firmer and firmer, her body arched to follow it, her fists clenched in the sheets.

The creature happily noted that the girl seemed to be approaching orgasm. It couldn't wait to taste it.

As Ellie's clit throbbed under the flicking thing, her mind was swimming in hot jabs of pleasure, her legs twitching as the stimulation increased. She felt her orgasm just out of reach, then as the thing touching her began swirling on her clit, she exploded with a loud squeal, her body bucking. The tentacle immediately split open into a small tentacled orifice, latched onto her mound, and began sucking firmly, drinking of Ellie's essences. She squealed even louder, her orgasm intensified, her juices drawn out of her with relish by the creature.

Finally, her orgasm dimmed and died, and she slumped trembling into her bed again, trying to catch her breath, wide-eyed as she realized she had not been touching herself. She quickly sat up, turning on the light, only to see nothing at all. She flipped the covers open, and aside from some of her wetness on the sheet, there was nothing unusual there. She looked around, suddenly nervous, and curled back up in her bed, turning out the light, wondering if she had been dreaming...wondering at the intensity of that orgasm, like nothing she had ever felt.

The next day at college, Ellie made sure to ignore Damian, and give dirty looks to Melai every chance she got, until Melai sat down with her at lunch.

"Hey Ellie, listen I know you saw us yesterday...are you ok with Damian and I being a couple?"

Ellie just glared at her. "You were my friend before, what happened?"

Melai blushed. "I'm really sorry. He asked me out, and I couldn't say no, he's just so cute."

Ellie glared at her again, then burst out giggling. "I know he is. It's ok, really. I wouldn't expect you to say no to him."

Melai grinned. "Good. So how was your evening?"

Ellie blushed.

Melai giggled. "Oh ho...what's that blush for?"

"Oh, nothing."

"Really...nothing, huh...sure, I believe you." Melai winked.

"It was nothing!"

"Of course it was." Melai said, patting Ellie's paw. "No problem."

Later, Melai sat with Damian. "You know, she was really jealous. I can't believe her sometimes."

Damian shrugged. "She's nice enough I guess, I don't know her she's so shy, you know."

"I know." Melai leaned over, rubbing the crotch of Damian's trousers teasingly. "And I know you noticed her, that little body, I bet you'd love to have her."

Damian laughed. "Hey I haven't even had you yet! One girl at a time."

Melai laughed too. "We'll have to fix that."

She leaned over, brushing her face over the growing bulge in his lap, and he gasped. "Melai! Not here, right in front of everybody."

She giggled. "Where then?"

Damian looked around. "Um, I don't know...behind the building?"

She snuggled against him. "I'll meet you there in five minutes."

As Ellie left her next class, she took the long way around campus, wanting to walk off some energy before going home to relax. She passed by the student center, and blinked as she saw a shadow behind the building. She headed tentatively over, and blinked again as she realized she was seeing Melai, kneeling in front of Damian, his huge strong paws buried in the silky fur of her head, caressing her ears. Her head was bobbing slowly. Ellie couldn't see anything else, but she rolled her eyes as she left. Figures, she thought. I'm surprised it took Melai that long to get him in her mouth.

At home that night, Ellie snuggled into bed with her book this time, looking forward to a long, quiet evening as usual. She was lonely sometimes, but she did like her life. As she read, she started to drowse off, wearing a tshirt and panties again.

The creature beneath the bed awoke when she climbed into bed, pleased that this girl was back, hopeful that she would be here every night. It tasted the air, listening to her breathing, and determined that she was asleep, or close to it. The tentacle emerged from the darkness beneath her bed again, easing up under the covers, and this time began lightly stroking Ellie's right leg. She purred quietly in her sleep, the touch soothing and relaxing her. The caress moved up her leg, massaging gently, coils of the tentacle now under the covers, allowing the creature the freedom to move the tip at will. Long supple lengths began caressing her legs, then her hips, coaxing her deeper into sleep. Lengths began easing underneath her slim body, slowly drawing her flat on her back, laying her out in her bed. She murmured in her sleep, and shifted, coming half-awake, but the heavy, warm feeling of the tentacles about her body did not alarm her, instead it was comforting, like a hug. She slipped back into her drowse as the tentacle tip slid along her smooth flat belly, gently parting the silky fur to the waistband of her panties, then very lightly stroked down across her mound again. She mewed in her sleep but did not move. The tentacles cradling her body shifted subtly, causing her legs to separate a little more, and the tip lightly probed at the soft mound through the thin fabric of her panties. Sensing that she was deep asleep now, the tentacles shifted again, allowing the tip to actually pull the panties slowly downwards, easing them over creamy hips and off, then pulling from under the covers, deposited them near the rest of the girl's clothes for the day.

The patient creature slid its feeler back between the girl's legs, pleased at the scent coming from her, soft and subtle now, and, wetting its feeler tip again, began to slowly stroke the young slit, tasting her, savoring her.

Ellie half woke, feeling the gentle caress, but she felt so secure in the warm, supple arms that held her, she stayed in a drowse, mewling and purring slightly at the pleasure slowly beginning to glow in her pussy. What a wonderful dream, she thought...I'll just enjoy this, thanks.

The feeler began caressing and stroking her slit more firmly, the creature growing more confident as it eased the tip into the tiny opening, tasting the sweetness coating the walls. Its heavy body beneath the bed barely shivered in pleasure at the taste, and between Ellie's soft legs the tentacle split into two, one tip beginning to swirl on her clit as the other squirmed just inside the entrance to her body.

"Oohhh..." came the soft moan from the girl, and she shifted in her half-sleep. The creature subtly looped coils across her arms, gently holding them down, and around her thighs, lightly binding her body to its grasp.

"Oooohhhh..." came a longer moan as the tip swirling on her clit split open, fastening like a little mouth on her tiny clit and beginning to suck gently in a slow rhythm.

The tip at the entrance to her pussy began to swell, thickening, nudging again and again at the opening to this delicious girl. The creature waited for its moment to enter her and taste the sweetness deep inside.

"MmmMMm....ooo oohhhh...yes..." Her moans grew louder as she was pleasured, her hips squirming against the stimulation, her hands twitching then slowly grasping the tentacles around her arms, holding on for support as her body began rocking gently.

Ellie gasped now as the blunted tip probed at her entrance, nudging at the very opening, then, even in her half slumber, her legs twitched, closing slightly.

"Mmm no I...oooo hhhh don't....ohhh so good..." She sighed as the suction on her clit grew stronger.

The creature considered. It could easily penetrate her now, her wetness was flowing freely now, deliciously sucked up by the tentacle at her pussy, but it wanted her to be willing. She did not seem to want penetration...but it knew how addicting the pleasure it provided could be. It resolved to wait until she wanted it, knowing that time would come. In the meantime...it could drink from her freely.

"Ahhh ahh yes ohhhh my so good..so good...I can't...believe..ohh don't stop..." She implored whatever was pleasuring her, her body on fire, her clit throbbing in a slick warm sucking grip and the opening to her body being wonderfully stimulated by something firm and nuzzling. She arched her hips to the thing, giving in to it a little, begging for another orgasm like the one she had last night.

The creature was very pleased...she wanted it to pleasure her. She might not want penetration, but it could always wait for that. It would need sustenance to lay anyway, so for now it just needed to drink...and her orgasm would give it plenty. The tip on the girl's clit began flicking out of control, the other swirling in her opening. The girl arched up, squealing.

"Ohhhh so my oh I can oh yes yes yes OhhhahhhAHHHH" Her squeal rising to a scream as she climaxed wildly, writhing in the gentle grip of the creature, her pussy spurting into the greedily sucking tentacle fastening instantly to her opening. She stayed arched up, quivering, for a long moment, then slumped into its grip, expecting to be allowed to fall. Instead, the tentacles all around her body began weaving and writhing, causing an immensely pleasurable massage all over her young sweet body, tentacles sliding under her tshirt to slide against satiny skin and soft silky fur. The girl arched her breasts into the dimness of her bedroom, the tentacles massaging her back as the feeler tip began swirling at her opening, the other tip sliding to cup her buttocks, lifting her hips off the bedspread.

The tip dipped inside, sliding just an inch or two in until it found the barrier of her virginity. The creature immediately reacted. Ah, so that was why she was so delicious. There was nothing like a virgin for taste, although as she submitted to it totally she would only become more delicious. It could only use a couple of inches of its length inside her pussy without breaking that barrier, but its control of its feelers was superb, and it wanted to drink again without overstimulating her - more stimulation of the girl's swollen clit now might hurt her.

The feeler tip began to rotate slowly inside the girl's pussy, caressing the inner walls of the first two inches of the passage, stroking against her virginal barrier. Ellie groaned softly, highly stimulated but enjoying this different sensation. She had wondered briefly whether she should be afraid of whatever was doing this, but decided she didn't care...this simply felt too good. Her tail looped out from under her lifted hips, and curled encouragingly around the tentacle, as it began squirming inside her and teasing her opening mercilessly. She worried for a moment that it would rape her, but then realized if it wanted to take her it could have, it was just pleasuring her...and it was welcome to, for all she cared. She let her hips rise, spreading her legs as much as she could, and now felt the blunter tentacle massaging her buttocks, curling around her waist in thick loops, massaging her entire pelvic area, causing her to go limp with pleasure and relaxation as waves of heat spread from her teased pussy.

The creature was even more pleased now as the girl submitted partially. It knew she would still react to any attempt at penetration, but she was now helpless to being milked for as long as it could drink...and it could drink long. Several tentacles now looped out, the bed a web of supple, writhing lengths, and one began to loop across and slide against her young breasts, her back arching even further at this new pleasure, more sliding through the long mane on her head and along her ears. The girl gasped with pleasure again and again as the tentacle probed at her, keeping her stimulated, and the blunted tip rubbed between her firm sweet buttocks. Her hips tilted in response, rubbing the sensitive flesh between her buttocks against the squirming length. The tip opened, and it began to smear its slime against her buttocks, making them slippery, then the wet tip began swirling gently against her tailhole, her tail twitching side to side, as if debating whether to intervene.

Ellie felt this new stimulation, but for some reason didn't feel scared, the rippling massage surrounding her and the steady waves of pleasure from her pussy kept her distracted. The blunted end began spinning slowly, rotating against her tiny tailhole, almost like a corkscrew. It was now barely a pencil's thickness, and its swirling motion and its warm slickness allowed it to gently begin penetrating her tailhole as the other feeler tip began fluttering at the girl's clit, causing her to buck and squeal softly. It coaxed her up towards orgasm as the small tentacle eased into her rear entrance, her mewls becoming higher-pitched and louder.

Ellie was fully and very awake now, her eyes wide and staring blankly into the darkness. There was a part of her that was utterly terrified, not knowing what was happening, but her body had utterly betrayed her, and the pleasure rippling through her could not be denied. She did not know what to do about the strange sensation at her tailhole, but her consideration of what to do about it blanked as the feeler tip at her clit fastened to it and sucked, hard.

"Ahhhhgghhh ohhh my sweet I can't ohhh can't help I ahhhAHHH" She screamed helplessly as her body convulsed in its strongest orgasm yet, the feeler tip fastening hungrily to her pussy again, and as she spasmed and her head wagged side to side the other tentacle plunged deep, corkscrewing more and more length into her body.

The creature shuddered in pleasure as her juices poured into it, feeding deeply on her body. The other tentacle that she had allowed to be buried inside her would not give it sustenance, but it would allow it to drug her, keeping her docile and pleasured, and help her body respond to any stimulation offered it without pain or cramping. It began administering a mild sedative, not enough to affect her mind but enough to leave her muscles weak. As she slumped finally, gasping and panting in its loving grip, it began a slow rhythmic movement of both tentacles, now allowing her to relax. One began to swirl its tip around her clit and opening, always moving and sliding wetly, while the other began slowly stroking in her tailhole, long deep strokes, easing more length into her with each plunging stroke, the tip exploring up through her body, now well into her bowels, as well as slowly thickening, stretching the opening, increasing the stimulation.

Ellie groaned as her body went limp, totally relaxed, her eyes rolling slowly back in her head as the pleasure began swimming in her mind, a constant state of shuddering ecstasy filling her mind. She barely felt a third tentacle arrive at the opening to her pussy and fasten firmly, drinking with slow firm sucks at the hole, milking her.

The creature settled down to keep her at this level of stimulation, looking forward to a long night of feasting. The only sounds in the room were a slow slick sliding sound and Ellie's weak, breathy groans, rhythmic and continuous.

The next morning Ellie awoke, alone and delightfully sated, still not sure if she had dreamed the whole thing. Her body felt wonderful, energized and tingling. She felt better than she had in a long time, and looking around her room, decided it must have been a dream. Wow, what a great dream though, she thought to herself as she dressed for school.

Outside her house, Damian sat in his car, watching Ellie leave. He was breathing hard, and abruptly moaned, bucking his hips slightly. A soft giggle sounded from his lap, and Melai raised her head, licking her lips.

"Mmmm...you're delicious, lover."

Damian shuddered, looking down at her. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

She giggled. "Absolutely. Someone should use her bed, after all, why shouldn't it be us?" She stretched, her open blouse leaving her large breasts invitingly bare. Damian stared at them, drooling.

"All right. She just left."

"Good. Wait here while I find a way in, I'll come get you when I know it's clear."

Melai climbed out of the car, buttoning her blouse as she walked up to the front door, peering through the window. She walked around the house, and found the kitchen window open, as she knew Ellie always left it. She slipped her small form through the opening and looked around Ellie's house, checking to make sure it was empty. When she reached the bedroom, the smell of female sex filled her head, and her nostrils flared.

"My, that girl's paws must be ready to fall off."

She smelled something else though, something odd. She climbed on Ellie's bed, sniffing around, zeroing in with her sensitive nose.

The creature beneath the bed woke up, confused, as weight appeared on the bed again. It thought the girl had left, but here...no...this was...a different girl? Interesting. And that scent...male sex...Excellent. This girl was no virgin, and that meant it could lay in her now. Just as well, its egg was more than ready, and it could not guarantee when Ellie would allow it to breed her. It found itself genuinely caring about the little girl he had tasted so extensively. But what was this other girl doing here?

It waited as Melai shifted around, pulling at the sheets, searching for the strange scent. It debated doing anything at all, then suddenly detected arousal, and not Ellie's. This girl might not taste as good, but she would do for laying...no need to be too gentle though.

Tentacles rose from all three sides of the bed away from the wall as Melai stuck her head into Ellie's pillow, breathing deeply, very confused. She felt one of them loop around her waist, and purred.

"Oh...couldn't wait for me, eh lover? Mmmm it's yours baby, take it."

She raised her tail willingly, knowing her underwear was already gone (she had left it in the car with Damian to torment him). She felt something nudging at her ready pussy, and moaned.

"Ohhh yes lover, you're so hard. Bury it deep, baby, make me squeal for you."

The creature was very pleased at this female's submission, and without further invitation it thickened a tentacle into a rough phallus shape, large knobbed and pulsing, and stroked it on Melai's wet slit, tasting her. She was nowhere near as sweet as Ellie, but it could certainly make do.

Melai allowed her legs to slide even further apart, her knees almost spread flat on the bed, her tail raised high, her paws stretched out in front of her, kneading Ellie's bed as her lover mounted her, or so she thought. She loved that he has just slid an arm around her waist, she liked a dominant lover.

The creature tightened its grip on her waist, and, flexing the tentacle, slid it deep inside the girl, shuddering with the pleasure of finally burying itself in a wet pussy again.

Melai cried out, her tail stiffening at the penetration. "OOOhhh lover you're big..I didn't think you..were..so...ohhhhhhhhhh yesssss baby yess don't stop" Her words degenerated into moans as the penetrator began pumping slowly, flexing deep inside her with each stroke, easing deeper into the hole each time. The creature kept expanding the tentacle as it went deeper, feeling the pussy slowly tighten until it was filling the wet opening, then, sensing this girl's extreme willingness, began pumping hard, almost brutally into her, pushing deeper and deeper.

Melai squealed again and again. "Oh ohh lover yes yes Damian yes fuck me, fuck that pussy ohhh you're so good, so big...don't stop, baby, don't ever stop, oh it's too good I can't hold back please baby more ahhhAHHHH" She screamed as her orgasm crashed over her body, the driving cock filling her mind as she writhed in the grip around her waist, pawing at Ellie's bed helplessly.

The creature drank deeply of Melai's orgasm, enjoying it, and while she was screaming in pleasure hungrily sank its tentacle even deeper inside her, finding the entrance to her womb with its probing tip. It began rubbing against it, stimulating it, loosening it so it could penetrate her completely.

Melai shuddered helplessly, squealing between harsh gasps for breath. "Oh Damian Damian baby this is so good I've never had it so good please don't stop more more you can give it all to me I want it more more deeeeeeep lover..."

The creature listened to the girl's babbling, not understanding the language but understanding the tone, and attempted to push its probe into her womb...and received a shock so great it stopped thrusting, causing Melai to whimper in surprise.

This girl was already bred! Her womb was closed tight, and the creature could sense the life just beyond it growing. She had come here bred! The little...anger filled it, and it thought of another use for this girl. It slid a strong tentacle up her back, easing it around her neck.

Melai raised her head as she felt this embrace. "Oh please Damian yes choke me if you like that just don't stop baby it was so good..." she looked over her shoulder, finally, and her eyes went wide as saucers.

"What the -"

Her words were cut off with a strangled grunt as the tentacle tightened, the probe driving deep into her pussy again, her squeal of mixed pleasure and fear stimulating the creature. The tentacle begin to spin viciously fast inside her, milking her wildly as she convulsed, eyes wide with fear but still glazed with ecstasy as the grip on her neck tugged her towards the edge of the bed. She fell heavily to the floor, writhing in the grip of many tentacles now, and her flailing paws caught the edge of the bed just as she started to be pulled under it. Her upper body vanished from sight, her legs kicking and squirming and trying to evade the grip of lashing tentacles as her paws, white-knuckled, clutched the bedframe desperately.

After a moment, from beneath the bed came a heavy squelching noise, then another...then a gooey slick sound of something sliding, on and on and on, and the legs sticking out stiffened, quivering. The paws clutched, clenching horribly, then spasmed as a particularly sharp squelch sounded, going limp as the half-naked girl slid out of sight, and after several more wet sounds, silence fell.

Damian waited in the car all day, his mind full of the thought of the young pussy he had hoped to take today, and getting angrier and angrier, then saw Ellie's car returning. He started to panic, realizing Melai would be caught, and drove away quickly.

Ellie walked into her house, blinking around. There was this feeling...like someone was here. She checked everywhere, but found no one, so she shrugged and went to take a bath.

Later, her fur damp and glistening and brushed, she climbed into bed, this time wearing only a long nightshirt. She needed to touch herself so badly after all those hot dreams, so she turned out the light and immediately eased the shirt up to her waist, caressing her slim hips and tender young thighs with her paws.

The creature beneath the bed smelled her fresh warm body and would have drooled if it could. The sustenance it had received this afternoon had been better than it could remember, and it now had two eggs to lay. It hoped it could take its toy tonight, there was no pleasure like breeding a sweet young thing like this.

It followed the same strategy as before, easing under the covers, starting to caress her. Ellie felt the caresses, and quickly peeked under the covers - and this time, saw what was touching her. Her eyes went huge, but just as she started to draw away, a web of tentacles surrounded her, gently cradling her body, as several more continued the gentle caresses.

Her eyes darted side to side, debating, but remembering the pleasure she had "dreamed" last night, she decided to go with it...and her debate was cut short as a tentacle tip flicked at her clit, a white hot point of pleasure flaring in her mind. She gasped, her eyes blanking. Her head fell back as the tentacles began caressing her all over her young body, her breasts throbbing under multiple caresses, her legs quivering as they are stroked gently and teasingly, her hips rising to the touch at her pussy, her arms limp at her sides, feeling no alarm as tentacles gently encircle her wrists, immobilizing her completely below the neck except for her legs.

The feeler tip stroked her clit soft and slow, gently increasing her arousal. Her legs squirmed slowly, contentedly, as the body caress grew stronger, sensitizing her. The feeler began swirling on her clit, and she started to mewl, purring as loud as she could, welcoming, all thought of resistance gone.

The creature perked up. She was submitting. Totally. It could take her now, probably.

The blunter tentacle probed again at her tailhole, and this time her tail not only swept aside, but curled around the tentacle, tugging at it willingly. It opened, and began lubricating her carefully, caressing the tiny opening, nudging at it, and as she relaxed more, it began to corkscrew again, not bothering to shrink in size this time, and as a shuddering groan escaped her it spiraled its way up into her body, deep and slow, enjoying her warmth and her surrender. Her pussy was positively dripping now, the creature drinking contentedly of her with several smaller tentacles brushing her pussy lips and stroking her, keeping her fire banked high. As a tentacle stroked her throat and breasts, she arched to it, moaning.

"Ohhh...lover...so....good...take me...you...can...ahhhhhh" her words cut off with a squealing moan as the tentacle thrust even deeper in her tailhole, worming up through her body, administering the muscle relaxant generously, her willing body going limp but still very sensitized.

The creature extended its other penetration tentacle, forming it into a perfect phallus, shaped and molded to maximize the pleasure in his mate's pussy. It approached her opening, stroking up and down her slit as the feeler pulls away from her clit.

Ellie realizes what she said, but realizes she does not care...whatever this is, it is so good...so completely good...her mind looses its grip, and her legs spread wide, going limp, immediately grasped by eager tentacles, spreading her gently, not stretching her but opening her. The penetration tentacle nudged at her opening, almost inquisitively, and she moans out loud.

"Yes lover...yes...take me...you...I'm yours...take me...please..."

The tentacle nudged eagerly at her opening again, and began to spin slowly, rotating against the tiny hole, allowing it to relax and slowly spread. Her soft, plump pussy lips are nudged open, the petals of her young pussy opened completely, the opening to her body bare and vulnerable. Then, slowly, it eased inside, the flaring head entering her as she cries out, a spasm shaking down her body. The intruder nudges her virginal barrier, and pauses as the feeler tip begins swirling on the girl's clit, drawing mewls and gasping squeals from her. She begins to stiffen as her orgasm approaches, her body quivering.

"Ohhh ohh lover yes yes yes now now now ahhAHHH"

As she screams out to her lover, her orgasm powering through her shuddering young body, the last shreds of her nightshirt falling free from the writhing tentacles that stripped it clear of her naked sweet flesh, the tentacle flexes then plunges deep, breaking the barrier and claiming the girl's pussy for its own.

The creature shudders deeply, its own pleasure at an unbelievable point at the sweetness of this girl's body, her juices soaking into its tentacles and powering its body, sating it with pleasure and ecstasy. As she goes limp in its embrace, it begins thrusting slowly inside her.

"Ah oh oh oh oh my...that's...that's...so...good...I never thought...oh my please yes yes yes oh my lover yes take me take me forever..."

Ellie squealed, lost in her pleasure as the thrusts build in her body, wet slick sliding sounds filling the room with her mewls and wordless cries. The tentacle in her tailhole began to thrust faster, spinning and pumping as her body goes into overdrive, bucking helplessly in a firm grip and orgasm after orgasm smashing her sanity.

The creature knew its time had come, and it plunged its tentacle deep in her pussy, shuddering again from her sweetness, and found the entrance to her womb, caressing it, feeling it open like a flower for its touch. The tentacle slid deeper, easing through the tight opening and into her womb, her body quivering under a continuous orgasm as the stimulation on her clit and in her tailhole blocks out any pain that might be caused by this operation.

Then, slowly, a bulge emerges from under the bed, moving inside the tentacle buried deep inside the squirming, screaming girl, sliding up its length. It approached her lewdly spread open pussy, pressing against the still-tight opening, then easing inside as her shrieks hit a new volume level. The bulge slid up her belly, rippling up her body, then vanished as it approached her womb. The tip of the tentacle swirling in her womb opened, and the black egg emerged from that opening, laid smoothly in the girl's womb.

The creature gurgled its pleasure as it laid its egg in the quivering young girl. Now it gathered itself again, pushing another egg through the tentacle into Ellie's jerking body, shuddering as it deposits it gently inside her womb. Now the tentacle started to vibrate, pumping and spinning, the tentacle in Ellie's tailhole doing the same, both tentacles going into overdrive. Ellie's scream became continuous, her body vibrating in rhythm.

The creature finally reaches its own peak, and a thick black liquid spurts into the girl's womb, bathing both eggs, pumping her body full of nourishment for the eggs.

As Ellie felt the hot spurting, her scream cut off, her breath rasping from her as her eyes bulged, and with one last convulsive shudder she passed out entirely.

The creature also rested, both tentacles still deep and quivering, its work done. It slowly retracted its tentacles, the girl moaning even in her sleep as they leave her body and vanish beneath the bed, leaving her sweat-drenched naked young body limp and splayed on her bed.

Ellie awoke feeling even better than she had the previous morning, rising and looking about for her lover. Not finding anything, she sighed, whispering endearments to the room and left for school.

Damian, outside, watched her leave. He entered the house through the window Melai had used the previous day, and began to search the house.

"Melai? Are you here? Melai? Hello..."

The creature sleepily wakes as another creature enters its room. A male? Why...ah. His smell matches that of the male sex he detected on the girl he consumed yesterday to form his second egg. He could use more of that nourishment, there is a strange innocence to this one.

The young man paused by the bed as his nostrils also detect the strange scent. He looks around, standing next to the bed. A glint of metal caught his eye, and he bent down to find a slim metal bracelet on the floor.

"Ha, Melai. I know you're here somewhere, you patched things up with Ellie, huh? You could have called."

He looked around, grinning. "Oh so you're hiding now? Ok well I'll just get comfortable then."

He plops himself on the bed, opening his pants, and pulls out his member, stroking it slowly.

"Mmm girl you should come out, I'm getting pretty hard here waiting for you."

The creature would have laughed if it could. How many of these creatures were this stupid? He was giving it a perfect opportunity. Tentacles began to extend.

Damian moaned as he stroked his now throbbing cock, closing his eyes, imagining Melai's warm wet mouth. Just as he started to get into the fantasy, he felt something warm and wet sliding onto his length, sucking firmly.

"Ohh yeah girl about time...suck me baby I love that...I'll take that pussy next...ahh yeah..."

The creature used its sucking tentacle on the boy's member, milking it firmly, knowing he was excited enough not to last long. And promptly on time, Damian bucked his hips, groaning as he spurted his cum into the tentacle, its sucking draining him as he groaned again and again. He rolled his head side to side, moaning.

"Damn girl your mouth...I never get tired of it."

He never saw the tentacles looping for his throat.

Ellie arrived back home, eagerly shedding clothing as she walked through the house, throwing herself naked and already trembling on her bed. She stretched, arching, blinking as her stretching hand finds a metal bracelet.

"Hey isn't this Melai's? Oh well." She tosses it aside, stretching again.

"Mmm come on lover, I'm ready for you...you can take me all you want."

The creature beneath her bed shuddered happily. Girl, if you think you're happy now, wait until those eggs hatch...not to mention this third one that'll be in you soon.

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I might post a sequel with some encouragement, so feel free to sound off!