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Her cries and the wet noises of the tentacle pumping in and out of her were almost enough to fully drown out the crying she heard from the others. It was intense enough that she was cumming in minutes, if she wasn’t a captive, it would have actually been one of the best lays ever.\n\nShe barely managed to catch her breath before she was rammed again as the beast was going for round two, then three. Her body twitched exhausted from the near constant use and orgasms, and at long last she was allowed to hang limply as the last tentacle to use her held its place inside her pumping its seed into her womb.\n\nShe caught her breath and licked her lips, they were more than a little parched. Luckily for her the moment she found herself thinking ‘I’m thirsty’ the tentacle in her pussy pulled out and whipped around to her face. She didn’t’ even have time to realize what was happening before it was in her face and unloading more into her mouth. The beast’s cum tasted... surprisingly good… and in her dehydration she drank greedily. If she would only be allowed one source of food from here on out, at least it wasn’t disgusting.\n\nOnce fed the next round of rapes happed all over, again, and again and again. Clarissa slowly started to get the hang of the rhythm of it. It took what felt like days, but eventually she found that she was able to teach herself to suckle in her sleep, allowing her to actually get some shut eye. As the days rolled by, at least when the tentacle was in her face things became more bearable. The days when it decided to fuck her were still common and god knows she couldn’t sleep when it was pounding her. Her limbs had gone mostly numb over time. That wasn’t so surprising as she was never let down. Her legs locked in their forced spread eagled position and arms restrained as well. It was horrific at first to have no ability to move her own limbs for days on end, but ever time she learned to almost for get they existed. Made things more bearable at least.\n\nNow the next annoyance was the wailing girl. Clarissa glanced over at the young looking feathered girl, ‘some sort of gryphon?’ she thought. The girl was a teenager from the look of things, in the same position as the rest of us, but screaming and crying up a storm ever since she got here, what was it, a week ago? Clarissa thought that the gryphon girl was a more recent addition than herself, but had a hard time remembering exactly. Clarissa sympathized with her but god damn was the noise annoying. since she couldn’t talk with the tentacle in her mouth all she could do was glare at the girl and think, ‘oh will you shut up’\n\nAs if on command it seemed it was feeding time for the gryphon now too. 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Chapter 4: Tentacle’s Mate
Clarissa was a young female… somethingorother. Or at least that’s what her friends had affectionately called her, and her bullies used derogatorily. She was a mutt of the highest order, so many different races mixed in her family line that it was hard to even pick out a ‘main’ one. Sure, if a wolf male married a tiger female you could get kids that looked like wolves but with stripes or like tigers but with gray fur, but usually they were considered one or the other. Turns out enough crossbreeding could make one a bit on the nondescript side though. This had understandable led Clarissa to like some privacy from time to time, away from curious gazes. She would go on long hikes in the forests and had recently started exploring so far that she couldn’t get any kind of signal, relying on the sun’s position or a compass to find her way back. At least till today.
First a strange fog had rolled over her. Maybe if she had turned back immediately things would have gone better but she didn’t. Her fault perhaps, but it was just fog. She didn’t ty to turn back until the trees started seeming to melt in and out of it in a way that suggested they were changing more than shifting in and out of visibility. She had tried to find her way home but kept finding that no matter which way she went the forest got more and more alien seeming, trees got larger and no landmarks matched any part of her memories. Finally, her compass stopped working leaving her absolutely lost. Just when she was thinking that things couldn’t get much worse she almost tripped over a surprisingly wet feeling root that quickly snapped up and started coiling around her leg.
Clarissa certainly hadn’t expected that this would be the day that her life ended. First, she had gotten herself somehow lost in this dammed forest, and the next she was under attack from some sort of monster. The beast had come out of nowhere. Laying under the grass its tentacles were entirely invisible before they erupted forth and wrapped around her legs, its intent obvious.
She kicked and screamed at the top of her lungs as she was dragged, she knew it was probably pointless, but she had to try. She had heard rumors about of these horrid monsters: they would hunt fertile females, and rarely virile males, and drag them off to their hidden lairs. Once there the girls would spend their lives as brood mares for the tentacle beasts. Held immobile they would be fed only protein rich cum, while they were impregnated over and over while being milked continuously. On very rare occasions these lairs could be found, and the girls saved. Many were left insane or severely traumatized by the experience, but they were how the stories were known.
Clarissa screamed as she was dragged along the ground, kicked as was pulled into a cave, and tried her best to fight off the tentacles that were roughly tearing at her clothing, ripping it from her body and leaving her naked. She was exhausted but still squirming when she game to the spawning chamber where she knew this thing would start to make use of her. She couldn’t help but imagine what she was in for, how her body would be ravaged and used. She tried not to think about how hard her nipples were, it was probably the cold.
Once she was ground into the main chamber, she saw that she wasn’t alone. There were other girls there too, other victims. In the near total darkness, she couldn’t tell much about them other than that they were all naked, suspended in the air and spread. Some squirmed, some hung limply, and some loudly sobbed and begged over and over to be let go. Clarissa found herself lifted and mounted next to them. She tried to resist her legs being spread wide, but of course it was useless.
She braced herself but wasn’t ready for how intense the first round was. The giant member that rammed into her pussy dragged out quite a shriek form her as she was stretched wide and taken against her will. Its slime mixed with her own juices and let it slide in deep and she could almost swear she felt it squirming around in her stomach by the time it was finished inserting itself. Then it ramped things up a notch.
Twisting and squirming inside her the tentacle stimulated her nethers in a way she didn’t think was even possible, and despite her revulsion at the situation she was soon moaning out loud. Her cries and the wet noises of the tentacle pumping in and out of her were almost enough to fully drown out the crying she heard from the others. It was intense enough that she was cumming in minutes, if she wasn’t a captive, it would have actually been one of the best lays ever.
She barely managed to catch her breath before she was rammed again as the beast was going for round two, then three. Her body twitched exhausted from the near constant use and orgasms, and at long last she was allowed to hang limply as the last tentacle to use her held its place inside her pumping its seed into her womb.
She caught her breath and licked her lips, they were more than a little parched. Luckily for her the moment she found herself thinking ‘I’m thirsty’ the tentacle in her pussy pulled out and whipped around to her face. She didn’t’ even have time to realize what was happening before it was in her face and unloading more into her mouth. The beast’s cum tasted... surprisingly good… and in her dehydration she drank greedily. If she would only be allowed one source of food from here on out, at least it wasn’t disgusting.
Once fed the next round of rapes happed all over, again, and again and again. Clarissa slowly started to get the hang of the rhythm of it. It took what felt like days, but eventually she found that she was able to teach herself to suckle in her sleep, allowing her to actually get some shut eye. As the days rolled by, at least when the tentacle was in her face things became more bearable. The days when it decided to fuck her were still common and god knows she couldn’t sleep when it was pounding her. Her limbs had gone mostly numb over time. That wasn’t so surprising as she was never let down. Her legs locked in their forced spread eagled position and arms restrained as well. It was horrific at first to have no ability to move her own limbs for days on end, but ever time she learned to almost for get they existed. Made things more bearable at least.
Now the next annoyance was the wailing girl. Clarissa glanced over at the young looking feathered girl, ‘some sort of gryphon?’ she thought. The girl was a teenager from the look of things, in the same position as the rest of us, but screaming and crying up a storm ever since she got here, what was it, a week ago? Clarissa thought that the gryphon girl was a more recent addition than herself, but had a hard time remembering exactly. Clarissa sympathized with her but god damn was the noise annoying. since she couldn’t talk with the tentacle in her mouth all she could do was glare at the girl and think, ‘oh will you shut up’
As if on command it seemed it was feeding time for the gryphon now too. The tentacle in her pussy relocated itself to her mouth as well, shutting the girl up pretty fast.
‘Wow that was good timing’ Clarissa thought, ‘now if only I was in a bit more comfortable a…’
Before her thought finished, her leg position was altered a bit. A bit less spread eagled and more natural a position. It still kept her vulnerable, but she’d be at less risk of cramping now at least.
Clarissa was far from stupid, this was definitely a bit too coincidental for her. She looked over at the fox next to her, and here eyes widened. Shen she was first dragged in the fox had an almost flat belly, and now looked 8 months pregnant. ‘How fast did tentacle pregnancies go?’ she thought to herself, and found she knew the answer somehow, it was nine months, just like a normal baby. ‘how was that possible’ she thought looking around, ‘its only been…’ As she shifted her breasts felt heavier than she remembered. Looking down she saw she was right they were indeed larger than normal and what’s more, there was a rounding belly beneath them.
Before she even thought the question the answer came: 5 months. She hadn’t been here 5 days, she had been here five months! her belly was stuffed with the first of her offspring with the tentacle beast. As horrifying as that notion was she had the other realization to deal with too. Focusing on the tentacle currently pumping cum down her throat she though as clearly as she could, ‘I am full. Stop the feeding’
Instantly the tentacle in her face withdrew. She knew the next though already:
‘Let me go!’ no response. Apparently, there were some limits.
‘Put me down!’ She felt herself lowered to the ground. The tentacles loosened around her legs allowing her to stand, well WOULD HAVE, if she could stand. her muscles were so weak that she had to be held up by the ones on her upper body. She took a step then another on her weak, atrophied legs, most of her weight still supported by the tentacles. She looked around at the other girls.
‘Let them go!’ nothing
‘Fuck them harder!’ Instant obedience, all the females in the room started getting plowed at once and it seemed even more energetic than usual. They moaned and shook at the new abuse.
‘Stop fucking them!’ Then tentacles obeyed but only for the girls that seemed like they might be pregnant already. The others it kept pounding, ignoring her command.
She frowned and grumbled to herself thinking this over for a minute, ‘slow down?’ she tried. That one worked and the girls still being fucked were now being fucked with slow strokes rather than fast ones.
Clarissa was starting to understand. Somehow, she could control this beast, but she couldn’t make it go against its goals, at least not directly. It could be told to stop fucking the pregnant ones, since they couldn’t get pregnant again, but the others it refused to stop on, at least not entirely. Similarly, it was letting Clarissa herself walk around, but wasn’t letting her go.
She sat down to think this over. She didn’t know why she had this ability and the other’s clearly didn’t, but she was glad she did for sure. Now if she could somehow frame her freedom as a benefit for the beast, maybe, just maybe, she could get out of here.
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