Wherever you were, wherever you'd hoped to be, this is definitely not it. In fact everything about this room seems wrong, from the slightly cooler temperature to the thin layer of mucous on the walls. The fact that none of the lights are working either is also a damn good sign that things have gone damn bad. Everything about this room should scream
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Thin whip-like tendrils grasped at the woman's apparel, ripping and tearing it all away with equal ease. The creature hated removing the outer shells; it was always a pain. Still, at least it left its target defenseless against what was sure to come next.
Hissing again, the monster pulled Alkaid closer, getting a good look. It was far more intelligent than it seemed, and it had a good idea now for how to start: a thick tendril, pulsating and dripping with a viscous lubricating slime, moved in front of the woman's lips. The intent was obvious, even before the tendril began to force its way into her mouth.
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Still she struggled as best as she could against the tendrils, desperately writhing and tugging as best as she could. "NO, GET OFF OF ME DAMN YOU!" She cried in half fury, half fear. Then they were upon her, tearing her clothes off to the sound of screams and tears. It was not long until she was completely bare, body free to this thing and whatever it so intended for her.
Coming face to face to this thing found her frozen again, and for a brief moment she could only stare at this thing with little more than pure fear. "No...let me g-" She tried one last time, trying to sound stubborn, trying to sound stern, only to be cut off by the slimy thing crashing it's way past her lips and into her mouth.
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The tendrils running across her body and the tentacle in her mouth were all producing a viscous, semen-like substance that left the skin and body tingling in its wake as it was rubbed against her and in her. There was nothing permanently harmful in it, to be sure, but the monster needed her body sensitive and craving the touches that brought more heat to it if the eggs were to thrive. This would definitely accomplish that, stimulating Alkaid's body and leaving it far more reactive to stimulation until the eggs reached their final stage inside her.
As the tendril in her mouth pumped more of the strange fluid into her mouth, another was hovering between her legs, just barely rubbing against her slit and moistening it with even more slime.
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He turned and walked farther into the room. Of course when he saw the hulking thing, the Young Avenger paused. And before he had time to react much, there were tentacles rushing for him. He cursed and tried to dodge out of the way but it was too late, towel falling to the ground as he was snagged. He ended up restrained, blushing faintly, and in nothing but boxers that were becoming quickly tented thanks to the drugs in the air. "Oh man..."
[ooc: Larger than normal insertions (multiple is fine too if you wanna go that route...heh. Maybe 3 or 4) and a little bit of inflation are fine. Teddy's tough, he can take it. XD Just no gore, death, or anything that belongs ( ... )
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A male? It had been a while since the creature had had a male host, but unfortunately its last cache of eggs had already been planted, and it would take a while to make more. In the meanwhile, it could still practice.
It knew these warm-blooded creatures got even warmer when aroused, so that's what the creature set about doing. Thin tendrils began stroking across the body of its prey, paying close attention to certain spots that it had found effective in previous hosts. Nipples were always a favorite, both for victims and the creature. It found the sensation of soft flesh tightening and hardening to be quite interesting, so several of the wet appendages focused on them, tweaking, pinching and rolling against them.
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Teddy struggled slightly, giving a faint curse when he couldn't get free. The first stroke of the tendrils got a gasp of surprise out of him and the blond glanced down to see just what was going on. He groaned as his nipples were focused on, squirming as much as he could in the creature's grip. His cock went fully hard in his boxers thanks to the stimulation and the hybrid's eyes went wide a moment.
"Oh hell..." he trailed off when he realized what the creature was going to do. As aroused as he was, thinking clearly wasn't easy.
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Eventually, however, it knew that it had to continue, and thin hooked tendrils grabbed hold of the blond's underwear, tearing them away to completely expose him.
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Its mandibles clicked repeatedly in thought as the monster used thin hooked tentacles to rip away the boy's clothing. It would just eat the shreds later to clean up the mess to its nest, but for now it wondered: what to do with the lad? It had no more eggs for the moment to lay, but it had already caught him.
Oh well. It decided to start with its specialty: prepping the prey as if the creature were going to use it as a host. This meant rubbing tentacles against Alois, coating his body in viscous slime that tingled all over. A thicker tendril came up, throbbing and pulsing in anticipation as it pressed against his lips, trying to force its way in.
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Letting her go wasn't going to happen yet, that was for sure. The creature had gone to the trouble of grabbing her and it was going to get its efforts' worth. Frightfully thick tendrils gripped tighter at Shirley's ankles, pulling her legs wide open in preparation for what was to come. There were no eggs made yet to implant, but it was going to go through the motions anyway.
Hissing in eagerness, the creature began sliding tentacles and thin tendrils that were almost like clawed antennae over the girl's body, covering her in the strange tingling slime each appendage produced even as the small claws tore away at any and all clothing they could grab. This was going to be far more pleasure than function.
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She should turn back and run! IT was moving! Relena turned to run only to scream as tentacles grasped her tightly and prevented her escape.
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That didn't mean it didn't want to feel more, however, and it cheerfully traveled a bit into the woman's throat, pumping back and forth. This gave it even more sensation while also giving her the occasional chance to suck in a breath through her nose ( ... )
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Meanwhile smaller tentacles were tearing off her clothing and leaving her bare to the monster's touch and exploration. Fear was racing though her, making her heart pound in her chest as she tried to move her arms and legs only to find herself spread open for the monster's invading pleasure. Relena managed a small pleading whimper as she felt her body grow more sensitive to every touch no matter how small. What was going on!? She tried to turn her head away from the creature only to find it impossible to do so.
What did this creature want from her!?
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