0 comments/  17883 views/  4 favorites

The Creator

By: bcamer



My wife of 8 years expressed having no fantasies. I find this hard to believe since I have so many. I know she has fantasies, but is just apprehensive to express them. So, I decided to create one for her. Here's how it went…

==========

My wife Mary and I have two small children. We are both 41, and in our second marriages. The children keep us busy, of course. However, on occasion we do get a chance to go out without the kids. We have a pretty average sex life, but I'm always looking for ways to make it more exciting. This Saturday was our night out. We were both looking forward to our night out, but I had a surprise for my wife. One I was hoping she would enjoy.

As we were preparing for the evening, she asked me what I wanted her to wear. "The Black Dress", I said. I love this dress on my wife. It's a very, short tight dress and accents her body perfectly. It makes her tits look incredible, not to mention her ass. But the best thing about this dress is panty lines are visible, and she hates panty lines. Therefore, she doesn't wear any. As we stepped out of the car at the restaurant, I squeezed her ass just to make sure. I became hard instantly the minute I grabbed her ass. NO PANTIES… She reached for my crotch, kissed me and said, "ENJOY!!!" I just squeezed her ass again acknowledging her comment.

As we entered the bar of the restaurant, our friends Dale, Sue, Jeff, and Erica were already sitting at a table, waving us over. Everyone noticed my wife's dress, especially the guys. Jeff couldn't take his eyes off her. Of course, he couldn't help it. He knew what was about to happen. You see, earlier in the week, I had proposed a plan to Jeff about creating a fantasy for my wife. I'm not sure if it was going to be her fantasy or his.

We sat down at the table. Jeff was sitting on my wife left side, and I was sitting on her right. The waitress brought our drinks. We took the first couple of sips, and started up in conversation with everyone. After about half of our drinks were gone, that familiar euphoric feeling hit me one the alcohol hit my blood stream. I moved my hand under the table and squeezed my wife bare thigh. It was smooth as silk. She acknowledged my gesture with a kiss to my cheek, and a soft, "I Love You" in my ear. I continued massaging her thigh, as the second round of drinks arrived. The conversation was becoming louder as everyone was feeling the effects of the drinks. Off and on, I would move my hand closer to my wife's unprotected pussy. I didn't touch it; instead, I just teased her. I could tell she was getting aroused. The closer I would get, the wider she would open her legs. Everyone was oblivious to what was happening, except Jeff. He was anticipating my signal.

The constant teasing was driving my wife crazy, but she couldn't do anything about it. She leaned over and whimpered in my ear, "Do you know how wet I am right now??" I just smiled and continued my assault. Edging closer and closer to heaven. Once again, she leaned over and begged me, "MY GOD!! Please touch my pussy." As she spoke, she opened her legs wider. She spread them so wide that we banged knees. She banged Jeff's knee as well because she quickly turned, and apologized to Jeff. Of course this was Jeff signal. As she turned back towards me, I nodded to Jeff. At this point, he started my plan. Jeff was supposed to mimic my actions under the table. I knew the second he began, because my wife she let out a slight gasp. It was audible enough for Sue, Dales wife, to hear. She asked Mary if she was all right. My wife made up some excuse about the drink being "too cold". But I knew different…

I took a drink and noticed my wife was staring straight ahead. She looked a little flush. She just sipped her drink and carried on conversation at the table like everything was normal, but her face gave her away to me. By now my hand was very close to her wet pussy. I could feel the heat. Jeff's hand must have been close too. Earlier in the week, I had instructed Jeff to tease her for about 10 minutes, moving up and down her thigh as close to her pussy as possible without touching it. I would do the same. I could tell it was working, because occasionally, my wife's eyes closed momentarily as Jeff and I were close to her wet, hairy mound. Timing was key, and it worked perfectly. 

I leaned forward a bit to get Jeff's attention. It was time. My wife didn't even acknowledge me. She was forming words to answer a question, but you could tell she didn't really care about the question or answer. Her arousal was so intense, that she started to tremble slightly. Jeff caught my eye, and we both moved our hand from where ever it was at that point to her knee, as I had instructed Jeff earlier. At that point, we slowly inched our way up my wife's thigh to her wet, aching pussy. As we reached the apex, I could feel Jeff's hand. The hair on her pussy was teasing the back of our fingers. The instant we touched it, I was watching my wife's face for her reaction. She closed her eyes momentarily and gently bit her lower lip. There was no way she could stop what was happening. At this point, she was ours. She quickly opened her eyes as not be caught. She showed amazing composure. She carried on conversation like everything was normal. Occasionally her voice would change fluctuation as we stroked her.

She was in another world now, but only Jeff and I knew which one. She spread her legs as wide as they could go without ripping her dress, which gave us great access. Jeff found her wet tunnel first. I could feel his fingers moving in and out of her with a slow rhythm. I decided to work her clit. I locked it between my middle and fore finger, making circular motions. She was about to explode. She managed to laugh at a joke, I could tell she just wanted to close her eyes and enjoy the fingering she was getting. I took a sip of my drink and noticed that her hands were squeezing her drink glass tightly. She was moving her thumbs up and down the glass at a quickened pace. She was getting close to cumming. I know she wanted to scream, but she couldn't. She quickly picked up her drink, brought it to her mouth, and pretended to take a drink. All she was doing was preparing to hide her moans as she came. Boy did she, her knees were pressed so hard against Jeff and I, we almost lost our balance. Her legs were shaking, and her knees kept pushing against ours. This went on for at least a minute before the pressure stopped. Once the shaking stopped and her knees relaxed our legs, her orgasm was over. She slammed her drink, asked me if I would order her another one and excused her self to the ladies room.

She was gone a long time. When she returned, Sue and Erica asked if she was all right. Of course Jeff and I knew she was. She just looked at them, smiled and said, "I'm perfect". This signified to Jeff and I that we created a perfect fantasy for her. One that she will relive through masturbation several times I'm sure. She sat down, kissed me, grabbed my crotch, and whispered in my ear, "Thank you. I love you." "I've got Jeff's cock in my other hand. I will thank him later."

I'm wondering if that's another fantasy...

The Creature and Jessica



There came a sound from just beyond my bedroom door. I didn't know what it was because I had never heard it anytime before but I decided to see what it might be. I wasn't scared of it and figured I didn't have any reason to be. The only thing I did know was that this sound was not from something in my house. My name is Jessica and I had just turned eighteen which was that age most often spoken about besides sweet sixteen. I opened the door and stepped out into the dark hallway. There wasn't a light on anywhere but there was that sound again. What was that? It sound like some sort of screech that was most unfamiliar to me. I couldn't place it in anything I knew but the sound hurt my ears. It had the same effect as that of fingernails over a chalk board.

I covered my ears and tried to get my eyes to adjust and that was when I saw it. There was a shadow of something large standing a few feet in front of me. This wasn't a normal shadow. It was that creepy type shadow which you see from the tree's outline on the wall in your bedroom. The only difference was that this thing was darker. What was this thing doing in my house? How had it gotten in? Was it real and was I dreaming? Those are the first few questions to plague my mind. I shook the thoughts from my head and spoke to whatever was standing there, "Who is there?"

That was great. Why did I have to sound like a chick in a horror movie? The shadow thing didn't answer me but stepped closer to me. A passing car's headlights flooded my room and swept across the floor. They enveloped me and the thing standing in the hall now just a couple feet from me. The light revealed the figure and I screamed as if I was in a nightmare. What I had seen scared the hell out of me. This thing wasn't human and that much I knew. It didn't have a face or the figure of a real body. It just was solid black like a shadow and was tall; indeed, so tall that it's head was almost touching the ceiling. That meant that it had to be at least six foot. I didn't have much of a chance to move.

I turned to run but the thing followed me and tackled me onto my bed. The things touch was warm but not like that of a human. It was even warmer than that but something else was odd about it's touch. I felt a sensation on my skin and in my body after it had grapped a hold of me. My skin erupted like it was on fire and it spread through my body like poison until I was trembling. My mouth opened and the feeling taking over my body was unbearable. I was moaning as this creature's grip on my body tightened and wrapped it's hands more around me. Yes, it did have hands. It had the shape of a human but the outer form was completely different.

It was touching me in all the right places and yet it was everywhere. I was wearing a gray colored tank top and denim blue shorts. The creature's hands were making sure to take advantage of the bare skin of my legs. The feeling inside my body was unlike anything I had ever felt. I was biting my lip so hard that it was bleeding which oddly seemed to excite the creature more and it actually kissed me. It's kiss was like rain on a summer day and left me wanting more. I laid on the bed motionless and was freely giving up my body to the creature. I could hear it grunting and making other noises that I figured was it's way of letting me know it was enjoying my sexiness. I gasped a moment later because it ripped my tank top open. The fabric of the shredded tank top coming to rest on either side of my ribs while the creatures hands crept across my stomach to my crimson colored bra.

I opened my mouth and tried to speak through the constant moans that were coursing through my body, "What are you? What are you going to do to me?"

The thing answered me in a voice that came out husky, "I am the product created by the combined energies of all your past fantasies. Every time you imagined anything regarding sex and anytime you masturbated, I was given more power; until I was finally able to materialize."

"I created you....?" I asked in a shaky voice. I was confused and didn't know what was going on? Where was my Mom? I lived alone with my Mom because I didn't have any siblings and my dad had walked out on us. Yet, I also knew some things which made a lot of sense now.

"Your mom cannot help you. I already had her and she was rather enjoyable but you are going to be so much better. Your mom lasted for a good while and I used a great amount of energy on her; however, you are going to receive even more than she did." The creature told me with a wicked laugh before it added, "...Or should I say it in other words? I can't wait to get a hold of your sweet, virgin pussy."

My face turned bright red. How did it know I was a virgin? I still had my shorts and panties on. It was something that nobody else knew for sure. Sure there were rumors at school but I was the type of girl that was smart and kept to myself. Most people simply gossiped about me being a virgin but couldn't prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was.

"I am not a human like you are Jessica," The creature told me but how did it know my name? It continued to speak, "I am a part of you. I am your fantasies and a part of your mind; therefore, I know everything about you."

The creature's hands continued over my body as it spoke. One of it's hands was now parting my legs and sliding, palm first over my warmly smooth skin that was already aflame with desire.

"Please..." I pleaded with it.

The creature moved his hands up to my head and ran it's fingers through my jet black hair as he answered me, "Please what?"

I shivered at the way the creature was looking at me now and managed to find my voice enough to answer more strongly, "Please don't do this to me."

The creature actually stopped touching me. I was surprised. Then it spoke again, "Are you sure? Very well and I shall leave now then."

That was when I shook my head and my face flushed with another blush that said it all. The creature let out another one of those sinister laughs as he returned his hands to my body and answered me upon my reaction, "That is what I thought. You don't really want me to stop."

It was true. I would have gotten on the ground and begged him not to go if he had attempted to leave. My body was just too turned on and the panties inside my shorts were soaked. The creature proceed by tugging off my shorts after having unbuttoned and unzipped them. I was left in only my red lingerie. It was starting to finally dawn on me. This creature was about to be my first. It was about to have my sexy, eighteen year old virgin body. I knew that it was more than likely that I would enjoy this but the creature also was likely to enjoy getting me.

"Look here my sweet, blue eyed angel. You already are so wet and ready to be fucked but I want for you to tell beg me using a little sweet voice for it." The creature then told me as he leaned more on top of me.

"I do want you and I want you to fuck me." I told him in a voice I hoped was good enough.

"That is my girl." He told me and brushes his hand against my cheek. I soon felt something against my leg and let my fingers wrap around it. I discovered that it was the creature's long and hard cock. I was stunned at how large it was and a bit fearful that it would be too big for me. The creature was rubbing the cock into my hand before removing my hand so that it could move it right up against my panties.

I was wearing string bikini style panties; therefore, the creature yanked both the strings loose. He left the delicate and silky cloth over my pussy while his hands pulled my bra free. Once he had it free, he slid his hand down but kept a grip on the bra and slipped it along with my panties off my body. I was blushing again. The creature now had my young, naked virgin figure at his command. He could do whatever he wanted to do to me. I wouldn't stop him. The creature moved forward and places the tip of his hard cock against my wet, warm pussy. The hardened cock inched onward until I felt myself open and him slide in. If the feeling of his touches on the outside of my body weren't enough to drive me crazy, the feeling of him inside of me would but I managed to keep my insanity. I was screaming by now in pure pleasure. I felt a brief moment of pain before my pussy began to expand and adjust to his size. I extended my hands flat against the headboard of my bed while he rocked me back and forth with every thrust. This continued for a while and I lost track of the time. It could have been minutes or hours. The only thing I did know was that the creature's movements were taking effect upon my body. I felt myself cum several times but the creature didn't stop even after it too had cum again and again into me. I literally was being fucked senseless and each time I came it took more energy out of me. I was soon sore and my body could not take it anymore. The world around me went dim and I finally passed out.

Sometime later I woke up and the creature was gone. I dressed and went to check on my mind. I didn't find her in her bedroom or the living room. She was in the kitchen making dinner. She turned to me when I walked in and smiled as she spoke to me, "Hey, sweetie, How are you."

I was a bit caught off guard. I told her that I was ok. She then turned back to the stove and explained that something strange had happened to her. She told me how she had fallen asleep and had this weird dream of this creature which did naughty things to her. She actually giggled about it and said it was some dream. I stared back at her because I was shocked. The memory of what happened to me was still fresh in my mind, It was too real because my body was still weak and I could still feel the creature's touch. I sat down in the chair at the table and decided to skip any more talk about her dream. I just knew one thing. I had to make sure to not have any more fantasies or the creature might come back. I just didn't know how that would work for me? I guess I was just going to have to find out.



The Creature and the Host



Sylvia sighed as she stepped through the first set of mechanized doors. She could feel the anticipation and excitement in her joints, her fingers, her toes. She was anxious to be inside the sterile room where the experiment was to take place. She'd been reading and preparing for weeks. The day had finally arrived.

In the first room, she stripped down to her underwear, a black bra and black thong. Her t-shirt, jeans and black flats lying on a pile on the ground. Tiny cameras snapped pictures of her from every angle as she stood with her head level, her jaw set. She was ready. She had no fear.

The overhead light flashed green. The doors opened and Sylvia stepped into the second room.

She had been one of a dozen interviewees from within the company. A few men, but mostly women. They hadn't applied for the experiment, but been selected. 

Sylvia remembered when they had narrowed it down to just her and Donovan, a man from the accounting department. Even then, as they waited for their final interview, neither knew what they were being interviewed for. Sylvia went before Donovan and sat before three higher ups, one of whom wore a white lab coat. He stood and explained to her that she or Donovan were to be the first to have contact with a unique life-form discovered deep underground. They said that they had lost a great deal of people obtaining the specimen so this project was not being taken lightly.

The doctor then turned on a video showing her a video of what the team who had gone underground had encountered. Sylvia gaped at the image. A half dozen black sacs hung from the ceiling as the blurry cam stumbled into a cave. A woman with blonde hair pointed a flashlight at one of the sacs. The sac bore the outline of a man's shape, but seemed vacuumed sealed. You could see nose, eye dimples, fingers, toes and a very frank outline of his genitals. The woman with blonde hair shouted something in German(or so Sylvia thought) and prodded the hanging man-sac with her hand. A lengthy moan emerged from the man sac and the blonde woman stepped back quickly as the camera slid backwards.

The video ended abruptly. The doctor explained that the team had been caught by these creatures, which appeared as a kind of worm or snake like creature, but would then bond with a human host. The host didn't seem to feel any pain nor did they suffocate. Instead, the host would enter into a symbiosis with the creature. The creature would further it's lifespan by merging its DNA with that of the human host, while the human host would be kept alive and then released after a time.

Sylvia asked what happened to the team if the creatures released them. She was told that those not initially captured made their escape as quickly as possible, but suggested that live hosts were probably very appealing to these creatures and would not be let go quickly.

Sylvia asked why she was selected. They explained that based on her medical files, the company knew she was sterile. Barren. Sylvia felt a hot flush run into her face. That was private and how dare they know that. That was her business. The doctor explained that this was preferable because they hoped this genetic predisposition would pass to the creature, preventing it to reproduce. They told Sylvia that if she spent 3 months with the project, she would be paid a sum of 15 million dollars and would be allowed to quit the company at the end of the experiment's term, if she would so choose.

Sylvia was blown away. But she couldn't get the image of the sac out of her head. She'd tried some light bondage before, had a boyfriend tie her up, but nothing like this. She asked if she'd wind up like the man in the video and the three higher ups fidgeted around the question. The answer was yes, but in a much more controlled setting. She wouldn't be lost underground.

Sylvia paused briefly, thinking of all she could do with the money. They assured her it was safe. They assured her there would be no long lasting effects. She accepted, cautiously. Then began her training.

In the second room, she was to take off her bra and panties entirely. She undid the clip in her hair and let the long black straight locks flow down her black. The black bra and panties fell to the ground as the cameras observed her. She was a thin girl with a narrow waist and slim breasts. Her nipples were pert and erect in the cold sterility of the room. The cameras captured her porcelain skin, her slender arms and shapely legs. A light mist was sprayed into the room. She could feel the cool wetness kiss her skin as she was bathed; prepared for the creature. All of the outside world was washed away as thick droplets rolled down her skin and onto the floor.

The light flashed green and the doors opened. The containment room was before her. A bright tube light on each wall around the perfectly square room keep the room bright and visible. She took a deep breath and stepped in. The doors quickly shut behind her. She looked down at the thing before her, laying in the center of the room.

It looked like a big earth worm. It was mat black, like a piece of black tubing but had a reflective quality, making it look like a big black balloon animal not yet folded. It lay folded in a pile, coiled around itself. A transparent slime could be seen underneath it. It seemed dead. Sylvia approached it, taking tiny steps forward. Every breath was ragged. She bent down on her knees and looked down at the small thing that lay before her. It was maybe six, seven feet long. Nothing like what she was expecting. Nothing like what Marie had told her about.

Marie had been one of the three who came back from the underground mission. She'd help bring the creature that lay before Sylvia now back to the surface. Marie had done an initial interview with Sylvia after a great deal of training, to explain her experiences. Marie had been one of the people caught and pulled into the creatures, bonded with. She'd actually been found wandered through a forest near the entrance to the cave by a few hikers nearly a week after Charles and Sonya(the blonde woman from the video) had escaped. They found her with the creature in one of the special cages that they had brought into the cave.

Marie seemed like a pleasant enough woman. They'd exchanged pleasantries. Related. Talked. But then came the time for Marie to Sylvia what it was like, what to expect when the creature bonded with her.

"The creature will only be rough with you if you're rough with it. I learned after I'd been taken by a few of them: the less you fight, the better it is for you. You're going to be in there for about a day and a half, then you'll be released. You won't have to breath, you won't have to eat, you won't be worried. Now, I know this is going to sound crazy: but it will be one of the best experiences of your life. I know, it's insane. But the creatures are built this way, it's supposed to feel good when they bond with you. It's so you don't want to escape when their offspring come back looking for their genetic ticket. But it'll feel just...electric. The way it presses into you, forms to you, becomes you. You'll be driven higher than you've ever been. I swear, some of them were practically begging for it when I left. Probably still are. Even the slime they have on them, it's an aphrodisiac, the scientists figured out. It's supposed to calm you, make you feel good, think that this is okay. It's like a drug. I can still feel that yearning to go back to the things, for them wrap around me and take me inside of them. To in the tight perfection again. Just let it happen and you'll be thanking them at the end of it. Trust me. Look forward to this."

Sylvia stood up, her grey eyes shimmering as she looked down at the creature. They had told her it would only be active in the dark, as it had been underground. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, but she turned to the grey wall where she knew there were dozens of cameras watching.

"I'm ready." She said flatly. "Then the experiment is now active. Good luck, Ms. Onetara." Then the light across from her shut off. Then the light to her right shut off. The creature began to stir. She could see the ripples of movement in the length of it. Cool perspiration beaded on Sylvia's skin. The light to her left shut off. The creature began to uncoil, to unwind. She didn't know where the end of it was. The light behind her shut off. The world was gone. It was only her and this thing.

She couldn't hear it. It seemed to move silently. For a while, the only sound in the darkness was her own breath. But then she gasped as she felt a warm touch at the side of her shin. Her entire body tensed as the creature glued itself to her. 

The skin where the creature's slim made contact was growing warmer...tingling. It seemed to be spreading from where it made contact as well. Her fingers and toes clenched as it wound once around her shins and then climbed higher. It wound around her for what seemed like hours, carefully and closely winding it's flesh around hers. She moaned as it cross her pubis, rubbing some it's glorious slime across the outside of her vagina.

Everything was becoming hot and she was feeling dizzy. Her toes and fingers uncurled and hung limp. Her legs were tight and bound, but she could feel the heat going to her bones. The sexual, manic energy somehow reaching places that it had never been before. Marie wasn't kidding about how it'd feel good.

As it coiled her stomach, Sylvia couldn't help but lose her footing. She should have toppled and fallen to the floor, but she stayed standing. The creature held her tightly, supporting her weight as she fell into it. A tiny voice in her mind told her to run, but it was quickly washed away but the waves of pleasure emanating from her body as the thing's slippery coils rubbed more and more of wonderful liquid into her flesh. 

The heat at her crotch was too much and she moved her arm to begin to masturbate, to add to this incredible pleasure, but her arm wouldn't budge. She realized that the thing had trapped her arms at her sides. There was no escape now. She belonged to it, to this thing. She didn't care. She lolled her head back as a coil softly rolled over her small breasts. Her tongue hung out as she could feel the tight muscles of the creature holding, restricting her body. She was practically coated in the slime, but there was no goddamn release. "Fuckkkk..." she whispered.

Though it came, and oh did it come. The creature softly and gently went around her soft, vulnerable flesh at her neck. she shrieked as the orgasm flooded her body. The shriek was stifled as the creature's restricting coils prevented her from speaking, but the currents of pleasure had overwhelmed all of her senses at this point. She could do nothing but pant in anticipation. This was heaven, perfection. 

She wore a dazed and blissful expression as the head of the creature was raised over her wrapped form. Her face flush in the darkness, her mouth open to suck in all the air she could to keep her mind from disappearing beneath the sea of pleasure. The creature was almost surveying Sylvia, looking down upon it's prize lovingly, like this was how she was supposed to be. Like it was rewarding her.

Then, at the bulbous tip of the creature, a small slit opened. It lowered and touched the opening against Sylvia's forehead. She could only give a mindless groan as more of the liquid poured onto her face, rolling down her shoulders. It rolled into her mouth and tasted so sweet that she swallowed it all immediately, trying to lick as much off her lips as she could. The coils were still rubbing against her body, writhing and contracting rhythmically.

In her bliss, she almost missed the tightness stretching over the top of her head as the creature pressed the open, oozing slit down over the top of her head. She gasped as it rolled slowly down, over her brow, her eyes, her nose, her mouth and her chin. It was tight, there was no denying that. But it wasn't too tight, it didn't make her feel trapped. It felt safe, and enveloping. The sac seemed to ooze the delicious liquid which never stopped flowing into her mouth and she greedily swallowed it. Her mind swam.

She groaned with displeasure as the coils slowly left her body, but was soon pleased enough again as the black creature pressed further down with it's tight slit. It rolled down her neck and a spasm took her body, her legs and arms surging against the remaining coil bonds. It spread over her shoulders and slide down her arms. Her breasts were caught beneath the hungry lips of the creature and slid inside, where they were kept moist and warm. The entire thing was moist and warm on the inside. The thought of flight was long gone. She wanted more, more.

The creature slid down her stomach and her arms. Soon her hands were caught inside and she could feel the flesh of the creature wrapping around each of her fingers, in between them and caressing them with it's precious oil. 

Sylvia panicked briefly, realizing that she wouldn't be able to breathe inside of this thing. But then the creature's lips ran over waist. They tickled her clit briefly before slathering it and her lips with oil. Sylvia came and it was like a radiant wave. Her feet left the ground as she soared. She began swallowing the oil again, and she could almost feel it pouring into every crevice, every pour.

The creature swallowed her legs swiftly, not wanting to lose control of its host. Sylvia was practically dreaming as she was marinated in pleasure. She was now suckling at this thing as it twisted and writhed with her inside of it. The slit slipped over her ankles, down her feet and finally over her toes. They were wrapped and treated like her fingers.

The slit closed as the creature finished. Sylvia couldn't move. She wasn't breathing. The doctor had told her that the thing fed its hosts oxygen in the slime. She didn't have to worry. She couldn't worry. She was in the perfect place, trapped within this creature from beneath the surface.

The creature, happily filled, slithered across the floor of the room. Sylvia came along for the ride, moaning in constant pleasure as another orgasm racked her motionless form. The creature soon found the ceiling and hung itself there, weaving a small sticky web to hold itself from the ceiling, Sylvia suspended upside down within the thing.

Sylvia couldn't be bothered with the little things, like where she was or what was going to happened to her next. She only wanted more of the slime in her body and to stay within this moist, warm and fleshy prison until time stopped.

And if it didn't, then all the better.



The Creature Below - Omnibus



The Creature Below. Part 3 of Supernatural Earth Trilogy 

By: AlexClayton / DieselJester 

Edited By: Ladylustfull & CuriousVisitor 

*** 

Chapter 1: The Abduction 

* 

A/N: Originally Published 11/10/13 under my screen name of DieselJester. 

* 

Bethany let out a long, defeated sigh as she plopped her bags down in the entryway of the large, rustic cabin house that had been in her family for generations. The cabin, her car, and what little things she had in both the car and the bags at her feet were all that she owned now. It had been a stressful year so with her parents dying in a car accident and their subsequent funeral, finishing up her Bachelor's Degree, and having to sell the extravagant family home in order to make ends meet. The isolated mountain house was high in the mountains next to a large, beautiful, deep blue lake. Beth was thankful that it was the start of summer as she didn't have to worry about getting the winter provisions just yet. She was also thankful that selling the house meant that she had means to live for at least a year while she went job hunting on the internet. Unfortunately there wasn't much of a market for a newly graduated Marine Biologist with the current economy. 

She put those thoughts behind her. Right now, she wanted nothing more than to relax and forget about her troubles for a while. 

After settling in, Beth went straight for the lake that she loved swimming in whenever her and her family used to come up for a vacation. It had been quite some time since they last were there. They had been renting the place out to vacationers but even they stopped coming due to the lousy economy. The high altitude, clear skies, and gentle breeze always made the water nice and warm in the summer. She didn't even bother with a swimsuit. According to the deed, the property went for two miles in every direction and was surrounded by fences marked with 'no trespassing' signs. So she didn't give a second thought to going down to the water under the mid-day sun with nothing more than a towel and beach bag draped over her shoulder. 

Beth never was the type to be shy or modest about her body. She was the supple yet curvy type, busty, yet not too big in the chest area; a large, round C cup at best. Dropping her bag and towel on the sandy shoreline, Beth dove straight into the water. Her body, especially her legs, was a testament to her swimming ability, as she tore through the water with powerful strokes. She reveled in the sensation of the water cutting across her naked body. She loved the water. Always have and probably always will. Beth's only regret from swimming for her college team was that they never let her skinny dip in the pool. Here, she could do that all she wanted. 

After about a half hour of swimming back and forth close to the cabin she got out of the water, wringing her light brown hair out as she walked back to her bag. Beth grabbed up the towel and the bag and set out for one of the more secluded corners of the lake. There she spread out her towel to lie down and took out the bottle of tan lotion, squirting out a generous amount. The sun was high in the sky so she proceeded to lotion up as much of her body that she could. Her hands lingered on her tits and she moaned as she massaged and kneaded them. Beth then stopped herself from getting too into it. Maybe later when I unpack my vibrator, she thought as she settled back onto the towel for a nap. 

When dusk settled Beth headed back for the cabin. She was so lost in thought about what she was going to do for dinner that she almost didn't notice the long green vine that was coming out of the water. Beth frowned, not having remembered seeing that vine there when she walked out. Indeed, she couldn't ever remember seeing any kind of vine like that all before. She bent over to pick it up. It didn't weigh all that much. She gave it a gentle tug as she looked at to where it went into the water. It seemed to just continue going down along the floor of the lake right out to the middle. 

Beth shrugged and made a mental note to investigate this particular mystery in the morning. It would make an interesting study and help keep her mind off of things. She dropped it and continued on. The instant it hit sand again the vine came to life. It shot out and snagged Beth by the ankle. Beth tripped, sending her bag and towel flying out. The next thing she knew she was being pulled out into the lake. Instinctively she screamed and clawed at the ground to no avail. The moment she felt her legs hit water she managed to take a deep breath right before she was pulled under. Goose bumps rose up on her skin and her nipples hardened as the cooling water ran over her skin. She tried to reach for the vine that was pulling her in but was unable to as she was being reeled into to God knows where at an extremely fast rate. Beth mentally figured that she had about a minute and a half to two minutes before her lungs started screaming for air. 

Beth felt herself being pulled along just under the surface of the water. Occasionally she got glimpses of the shoreline and the cabin retreating further and further away. With a pang of dread, she realized that she'd been pulled out to the very center of the lake where it was the deepest. She managed to get one more breath of air before the vine pulled her straight down. Beth tried again to dislodge the vine but it simply was wound too tight around her ankle. She tried kicking it and swimming away from it. Nothing was working. As the water got darker around her she looked upwards to the surface that was growing dimmer and dimmer. With a sinking feeling she realized that even if she were to get free now, she was far too deep to probably make it back to the surface alive. 

The vine pulled her down a bit more and then it shifted direction taking her off to one side. Beth was quickly beginning to lose consciousness as she tried to keep air in her lungs. Her chest was burning, begging her for fresh air. Finally, right when she couldn't help it any more, her mouth popped open for her to involuntarily take a breath. Before she could reflexively inhale another vine shot straight into her mouth. Beth jerked as she breathed the fresh air being supplied by the new intruder in her mouth. She clamped her mouth around it and used it just like a SCUBA breathing apparatus. Then, to her amazement, the thing slowly retreated from the inside of her mouth to gently mold over her nose, mouth, and chin to form a breathing mask. 

Beth wasn't sure what was going on or how it was happening, but she wasn't about to question the fact that she could breathe again. She blinked, attempting to look around in the dark water that soon began to brighten up as something ahead began to glow red and heat started to radiate out towards her. The water around her warmed instantly. She could barely make out rocks all around her in the dim light. She was in an underwater cave at the bottom of the lake that she never knew existed. Beth moved her arms, trying to rotate her body so that she could look behind her. Right when she did, more vines came from out of the darkness from beyond her vision on either side of her to wrap around her wrists, upper arms, ankles, and thighs. The vines then slowly pinned her arms behind her back. The one that had wrapped around her ankle at first ceded its grip to the others but then wrapped around her waist. Beth felt herself being tugged forward to who knew what. 

The first thing that she managed to see was a tangle of more vines in front of her. It was in front of this bush, for lack of a better term, that her motion stopped. She felt her hair float in the water all around her as she attempted to peer into the mass of vines. Then two black orbs appeared and they looked to be like eyes. Beth jerked in alarm, letting out a squeak in the process. What the hell was this thing? As her eyes grew accustomed to the lack of light she could see that it was some kind of creature's face. The vines were not vines at all. They were tentacles and they made up the creatures hands and hair. 

Scientific fascination overcame fear as she studied the thing. However fear quickly returned when the creature gently pulled her legs apart. Four tentacles shot forward from the creature's head. Two of them hit her breasts while the other two went straight between her legs. Her beautiful blue eyes widened with fright and she shrieked, for all the good it did her, struggling against the tentacles holding her in place. She'd seen enough Hentai and Anime with past boyfriends to know what was coming next. The tentacles holding her all tightened up to arrest her movements. Soon she couldn't move at all, giving the creature free access to her body. The tentacles at her breasts expanded and molded themselves around them. Beth felt her nipples pucker up as the thing stimulated them before clamping on to them like nipple clamps. She let out a soft moan; she always did like having her breasts played with. Her body betrayed her as she felt fire in her loins, erotic warmth expand in her abdomen, and her pussy go slick. 

The creature seemed to be waiting for this as it then began to insert a fleshy tentacle into her. Beth clenched as hard as she could, attempting to deny the creature entry. Not to be denied, the creature drug the tentacle up and down her shaven mound eliciting yet another moan of pleasure from her. Beth relaxed for just an instance, long enough for her to be penetrated. Then the tentacle positioned at her ass moved up. Not waiting for Beth to clench up again, the creature stimulated her breasts and caused the tentacle in her pussy to pulse. Beth's head lolled back as she moaned again with pleasure. The tentacle behind her slid past her butt cheeks and easily into her ass. 

"Why..." Beth managed to moan into her breathing mask with despair as the two phallic tentacles inside of her began to grow in both length and girth, completely filling her up. 

A thought pierced her mind as the creature seemed to rumble. [urgent] Reproduction... 

Beth was gasping with the sexual attention that her body was getting. She swallowed hard but was able to focus on the creature. Part of her brain was amazed at the fact that it could communicate with her. "Please...let me go." She begged. Thoughts flashed in her mind at the fear of freezing to death at the bottom of the lake. The human body could only be underwater at temperatures below that of what it was used to for so long. Almost as if answering her, a gentle red glow seemed to radiate from behind the creature. The water around her instantly heated up and she felt comfortable. 

[urgent] Unable. Must Reproduce... The creature rumbled. With that, the creature began its work. 

The tentacles inside of her instantly came to life. They never left her body in the typical thrusting motion. Instead, they began to pulse and throb in her. "Oooohhhhhhh..." Beth moaned. The one inside of her pussy morphed slightly to mold itself up and around her clit. At the same time, the tentacles that encased her breasts began to gently suck and knead while the clamps on her nipples bit and released. The creature seemed to have this down to a fine art as it would pulse both tentacles in her pussy and ass in tandem at one time, and then alternate another. It was the same for her tits. Beth began to relax and let the pleasure take over her body. 

The rhythm was slow at first, but gained speed. Beth subconsciously noted that the tempo seemed to go with how her body responded. Soon she was pumping her hips back and forth as she writhed in the water. "Oh god," she breathed as her body reacted to the sexual stimulation. 

Then she felt something brush up against her cervix. It extended just slightly from the tentacle inside of her tight pussy to cover it. Then it felt as she was being opened up slightly on the inside. Her eyes widened in alarm as she realized that the creature was inserting something up into her womb. That's when she saw the engorged blobs making their way down the length of the tentacle. "Oh god," she cried out. "NO!" She struggled as much as she could. She tried to ignore the intense pleasure she was receiving from this thing. She even tried to make herself black out by whipping her head around as much as she could. 

It was all for naught as the first blob made it between her legs. Beth cried out as she felt the most earth shattering orgasm in her life tear through her body. Her pussy and ass both contracted hard around their phallic invaders. Her vaginal walls shook and trembled hard as it squeezed the blob that was being forced into it. Thick, semen like fluid blasted into her forcefully and she felt herself being filled up. Beth's eyes rolled back into her head and she arched her body as the orgasm seemed to go on forever as blob after blob of the fluid was pumped into her belly. Her heaving tits felt like they were on fire as the creature stimulated them even harder as she came. 

Then it was over and Beth just hung there, suspended in the water like a limp rag doll, as her body continued to convulse in the aftershocks of her orgasm. She whimpered with each one. Soon after, the aftershocks faded leaving her body humming as she just basked in the afterglow. She hung her head limply, ashamed to have been forced into such an orgasm by whatever the hell this creature was. She got choked up as the feeling of being violated came to her. 

Beth managed to lick her luscious red lips. The powerful orgasm forced upon her left her feeling drained. She couldn't swim away now even if she wanted to. But she did note that she was both hungry and thirsty. She had been heading back to the cabin for dinner when this creature abducted her. 

Sensing her needs, the creature went to work in caring for its newly found human. Beth jerked her head back as she felt a tentacle extend from her breathing mask to brush her lips. [concern] Sustenance... the creature projected to her. Too weak to fight, Beth opened her mouth slightly to allow the tentacle to invade the last remaining hole that it could. "Mmmmph." Beth mumbled around it as it drove back to the point that she was deep throating the thing. She was briefly glad that she had experience sucking off men who were well endowed. 

[amusement] Drink... the creature reverberated in the cave. Beth took it as its way of chuckling. She worked her mouth, getting accustomed to it, before she started sucking it as if it were a cock. Beth felt the creature's satisfaction as she worked at it. Soon, she felt tiny drops of liquid squirt out of it like it was precum. It tasted like sweet nectar. Beth sucked even harder going so far as to try to move her head back and forth like she was giving the blowjob of her life. 

At the same time, she felt her breasts being massaged again. Her breast felt heavy and full as the creature titillated them some more. Beth moaned around the tentacle in her moth as her tits were played with. The tentacle in her mouth was letting loose with more nectar and Beth drank it all up. It was like a drug and she wanted more. Deep down, she realized that she was pretty much being raped and bred by some kind of monster. But for right now, she just lost herself in the intense pleasure that the creature was giving her. 

Beth saw a couple of blobs coming from the monster up her breathing tube. She briefly wondered how she was able to breathe with the nectar coming up but ultimately decided that she didn't care. Beth sucked vigorously to get the blobs to come to her faster. Finally, the tentacle had an 'orgasm' in her mouth as the delicious liquid filled her mouth and stomach. Beth drank down every last drop of the life-sustaining nectar. Once she drank her fill, the feeding tentacle retreated. Her hunger and thirst were sated. 

Her breasts were still being played with and the tentacles in her pussy and ass came back to life. Again? She thought. 

[educating] Body Prepared... Reproduction... The creature hummed. 

Now what the fuck does he mean by that? She wondered. Beth glanced down and gasped. Her breasts were a good cup size larger now and her belly looked like she was about five months pregnant. She screamed and jerked around in her bonds again. 

[calm] Growth Fluid... Beth got images of a pair of tiny humanoid tentacle creatures growing inside of her womb once her eggs were fertilized. Eggs. Plural. That was the warmth in her abdomen earlier. It was the creature enhancing her ovaries to release two eggs for it to use. [educating] Milk Production... She then got images of the same pair of creatures latching on to her swollen breasts to start suckling the nurturing fluid out of them. 

She let out a sob. Oh Shit. Once the little shits are spawned, then I have to feed them too? Beth panicked. Intense pleasure or not, she wasn't sure if she could endure birthing this thing's children. "Ohhhh God..." she whimpered as the intense pleasure came back when the creature started molesting her again. She hadn't notice that it had paused when it was talking to her telepathically. 

The fucking was much more intense this time around. The creature started at a fast tempo. Soon Beth was screaming into her breathing mask so loud that it made her own ears hurt. The water surrounding them made an excellent conductor for sound. The rock cave made for some outstanding acoustics. Even the creature seemed annoyed as the feeding tube practically launched itself back into her mouth, muffling her voice. Beth's eyes tolled again as she instinctively sucked the tentacle in her mouth while the other two continued to screw her ass and pussy relentlessly. 

Her breasts were squeezed and massaged endlessly. She felt them swell even more. Beth was past caring. All she wanted was more pleasure now. Damn the consequences. The creature gave her just that as all of the tentacles penetrating her began to throb. More... yes, please... she mentally pleaded with the creature as she shifted her hips and thrust her now swollen belly towards it. The creature obliged her and the blobs proceeded forth from him to her, traveling once again for her waiting womb.  

Beth had one more brief moment of panic as she felt the bulge between her legs and then ignored it as her body erupted again into another mind-numbing orgasm. The bulge blew into her abdomen, totally coating her inner most folds. She shrieked around the tentacle in her mouth and her world went white as she experienced the best pleasure she'd ever had in her life. The tentacle between her legs pumped endlessly into her and Beth passed out from the sheer intensity of it. 

When Beth came to moments later, she was hanging limp once again, chest heaving as she breathed. Her once perky breasts were now hanging a bit, swollen with milk. Her stomach looked as if she were now nine months pregnant and ready to pop. The tentacles remained in place over her, around her, and in her. Only the feeding tentacle had been removed from her mouth. She felt small twinges of movement every so often of the small creatures now growing inside of her womb. Beth couldn't even think straight about her situation as she was delirious from her ordeal. 

The creature projected to her again. [calm] Sleep... it rumbled. 

Unable to form a mere coherent thought and with the mixture of emotions boiling within her, Beth's head lolled forward as she drifted off. The warmth of the creature and the calm sensation of feeling weightless in the water to lulled her to sleep. 

*** 

Chapter 2: The Birthing 

* 

A/N: Originally published 11/17/13 to Literotica.com under my former screen name 

* 

Sometime later Beth woke with a start, her head darting around as she scanned her surroundings. She slumped with despair as she realized that it all wasn't just a horrible dream. She was still tied up by the creature's tentacles inside of its underwater lair. The strange red glow that warmed the cave was the only source of light so she couldn't tell what time it was, let alone if it was even the same day. Beth glanced down at her body and her eyes went wide at the transformation that she'd endured. Her tits and her abdomen were swollen to pregnancy proportions as if she were ready to give birth at any moment. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus 02



The Creature Below – Omnibus 02: "Cry Lonely" 

*** 

Chapter 1: 

"You always say your heart is breakin', then you hear the wolf outside your door. 

I know you; you just use me till you don't need me anymore..." 

-Cross Canadian Ragweed, "Cry Lonely" (2007) 

* 

Samantha didn't know what she was going to say to him as she knocked on the door to his mountain house late at night. Why the hell was he living all the way up here in this podunk little town, in the middle of the woods, in the middle of nowhere anyway? Polite knocking soon gave way to impatient pounding as the bitter cold from the torrential mountain downpour started getting to her. Tears started falling down her face to mingle with the sheets of water from her wet hair as desperate emotion overcame her. The late autumn rain was coming down at such an angle that not even the small overhang on the porch offered much shelter from the elements. 

The single porch light above the door probably showed off her body as her white satin blouse was probably see through by now. She wrapped her arms around her to try to preserve whatever warmth she could as her soaked white light sweater did nothing. Overall, her clothes were a joke in this cold rain. Her black skirt wasn't covering much either as it was now molded around her bare legs from being drenched. She could only imagine what people might be able to see as her bra and panties were long since gone; both claimed as trophies by a couple of the men that she'd hitched rides with to get here along the way. 

Finally, the door opened and he was standing there. His eyes went wide with shock as she was probably the last person on earth that he'd ever expected to see. "Sam... what... why... how..." he just stammered out while standing there gaping at her semi-nude and shivering form. "What the hell are you doing here?" 

Samantha swallowed hard. The hot air blowing out to her from the open door felt good after being cold and wet for so long. "H-Hi Zander..." she finally said in a small voice. "Look... uhm, I..." 

Her train of thought got cut off as another woman's voice cut through the air. "Zander, honey, who is it?" Samantha caught sight of a woman her own age with platinum blonde hair walking up from behind Zander. A jealous streak shot through her but quickly settled when she reminded herself that she really didn't have any claim on him... not anymore... not after the way she'd treated him. The blonde came up and her eyes went as wide as Zander's. "Oh my God," she exclaimed, nudging him aside. "You poor thing, come in, please. It's got to be freezing out there," She glared up at Zander. "Why'd you not invite her in?" she said as she took Samantha under her arm to lead her inside. 

"Oh, right..." Zander blinked and shook his head as he suddenly remembered the cold weather. He sighed as he stepped all the way out of the way for the girls to come in. "Christina, this is my ex from high school; Samantha. Sam, this is my wife; Christina," he said, making the hasty introductions as he slammed the door closed. He really did not want to deal with this from his past right now. 

"W-w-w-wife?" Samantha was shivering now that she was out of the cold and actually in the warm house. "When did this happen?" she asked through chattering teeth. She'd almost forgotten what heat had felt like since Fall had started. A trail of puddles formed behind her on the carpet as they hustled her in. 

"Last year," Zander said. He and Christina seemed to be of one mind as, without a word between them, they put Samantha straight to the nearest bathroom with a shower. Zander was there first where he proceeded to get the shower going nice and hot to the point that it was steaming up in the bathroom. Meanwhile, Christina started stripping Samantha of her thin, cold, and wet clothing. Samantha's skin had goose bumps from head to toe with her nipples standing up like two hard pebbles on top of her taut young breasts. 

It took at least ten minutes under the hot water before she began to feel warm again. Zander and Christina, heedless of the shower getting their clothes wet, rubbed her supple skin all over to get circulation going again. It was another fifteen minutes before her body allowed itself to relax. Finally, Samantha sighed with relief as for the first time in months she felt warm again. After that, she then began to feel warm and tingly in the cleft between her legs. 

They then pulled her out of the shower right before she could properly enjoy the erotic pleasure now coursing through her. Christina dried her off while Zander wrapped her in a robe and blanket. They sat her down on the couch in the living room. "Thank you both for this." Samantha said finally. "I-I really didn't know where else to go to." She looked at Zander imploringly. "I know that I have no right to ask you, but please; I need a place to stay." 

Christina was looking between her husband and his past. "What happened? 

Zander was giving Samantha an angry, moldering look. "Long story..." 

"Well, we have time," Christina said, "and lots of hot chocolate and coffee." She bounced up and headed to the nearby kitchen where she started to make both. "Go ahead, I'm listening!" she called out as she worked. 

"Well, my... uhm... 'boyfriend' kicked me to the curb." Samantha said, now embarrassed beyond belief. "He said that I was too much of a danger to his livelihood." 

"Well having your old man take a shot at him after he was exonerated will do that." Zander said, the sarcasm dripping in his voice. 

Samantha winced; she deserved that and probably then some. "I-I thought that he loved me. I thought that we were going to live together." 

"I don't see how considering that you two weren't even born in the same decade. Hell, they weren't even subsequent decades at that." Zander quipped. He sat down in the lounger across from the couch and regarded her evenly. "I told you that this'd happen." 

Samantha blew out a huff of air. "I know, I know..." she rolled her eyes. "I got that from my family, right before they all disowned me. None of my friends will even talk to me. You letting me in the door is the furthest I've got with anyone. Lately, the front door has been slammed in my face more often than not." 

"So why come to me?" Zander asked. "You threw my life in the gutter and laughed the entire time. What makes you think that I'd help you?" 

Samantha winced again. "Like I said, I had nowhere else to go and you're the only person who at least acted somewhat civilized towards me when you got back from your tour." Samantha said, head bowed and shoulders slumped. She took the mug of coffee from Christina when she returned and gratefully sipped at it, savoring the warmth as it traveled down to her stomach. "Thank you." 

Christina put a comforting arm around her while giving her husband a sour look that told him that he'd better explain. "So what's this all about?" 

Zander sighed. He'd long since closed this chapter of his life and now here it was being reopened for all to see. He thought that he'd gotten away from all of this drama. "Sam and I were good friends all through high school. Even voted 'most likely to marry' by our graduating class. I'd given up my virginity back when I was 14 and had slept with a few girls since then, but Sam had yet to sleep with anyone... or so I'd thought. Senior year, right after she turned 18, she gives her cherry up to the premiere town photographer." 

"What's so wrong about that?" Christina frowned with confusion. 

"Oh nothing, so long as the guy in question would've been remotely in her age range. He's gotta be, what, in his fifties or sixties now? Old enough to be your father?" Zander retorted. "Hell, I'd probably been ok with it so long as she'd been up front with me about it and/or allowed me to have sex with other girls at the time. But no, Samantha has to keep it a secret and I agonize through abstinence for a whole year. We go our entire last semester together without me ever knowing that she's banging the guy behind my back the whole time." He raged on, glaring daggers at Samantha while he laid out the short version. "Fast forward to Prom Night when I finally make my move and get rebuffed by her shortly after being named King and Queen. She calls the night off early and skips on out to her beau." 

"You followed her?" 

Zander nodded. "Heard her screaming his name in passion out from the street below... I didn't even have to go find the open window in question up on the second floor." He said bitterly. 

He went on to explain that he'd later confronted Samantha about it. They fought and broke up. Zander had, out of love for her, kept her secret since she didn't want her father to find out. But since secrets always have a habit of coming out, Samantha and the photographer were found out. Her parents had the man arrested on statutory rape of a minor and the police found all of the nude photographs of her in the guy's studio. 

Ultimately, the photographer got off on the charges as it was ruled that it was between two consenting adults even if it was in the loosest sense of the term. Being a somewhat small town, the locals went nuts. Her father was included in those who were furious. The photographer's business was destroyed and Samantha's father took a shot at him, literally. Shot with a scoped rifle from across the street that grazed the guy. Her father probably would've gotten away with it had he not stormed the studio afterward, shooting at him with whatever rounds he had left. 

During Zander's story, Samantha looked smaller and smaller. Christina was still a bit confused on some details. "So how was your life destroyed, hon?" 

Zander sighed, dredging up the memories that he'd thought he'd buried deep. "First because when we broke up it was quite public. Her exact words were 'I need a man, not a boy, to satisfy me in bed.'" He said, giving Samantha a quick glare that she withered under. "I became the laughing stock of the school and then later the town once it was found out who she was sleeping with exactly, more so during the trial since I testified in her 'boyfriend's' defense." Christina's eyes went wide at that and Zander shrugged. "I wanted her to be happy. If it was going to be with this guy who was, in fact, older than her own father, then so be it. It was my way of having some amount of closure so that I could at least get on with my life. I enlisted in the military and made sure that I got shipped out as far away as I could get. When I got out, I came here to this small town at Aden's request and that's when we met." 

Now that the words were out of his mouth, he couldn't help but compare the two as they sat next to each other. Samantha was his age and had light red hair with blue eyes while Christina was two years younger than them both, fresh out of college, and her hair was nearly pure white with green eyes. Christina had slightly pale skin and a swimmer's build while Samantha was a bit curvier and looked like she had a light tan. Both had C Cup tits. Samantha's rack was rounder and plumper than Christina's slightly smaller, toned mounds which had become a little bit fuller lately. Personality-wise Christina was an absolute angel while Samantha was the bastard spawn of Satan in his own opinion. He'd met Christina last year when she was up for a visit to her friend that lived up by the lake. They moved in together along with two of her friends right after they all graduated college and then married soon after that. 

Christina now looked at Samantha. "Is this true?" 

Samantha nodded meekly. "Yeah... Mom threw me out after Dad got convicted on the assault charges. The town was outraged that he went to jail and my lover didn't. None of my friends would help me. None of my family would help. Mom told me that since I brought this down on everyone then I should leave. I went to go live with him..." Samantha sobbed, "He eventually tossed me out in order to save his own ass once the threats started and people started vandalizing his house." She looked up at Zander with tear-streaked eyes. "I went to everyone I could. I then heard that you were out of the military and living up here. I walked and I hitchhiked just to get here." 

"Slept your way across the country did you?" Zander had a wry grin on his face. 

"Zander!" Christina chided him with a glare. He shrugged innocently. 

"No, it's ok. I deserve it." Samantha said gloomily. "I didn't sleep with anyone or turn tricks or anything. I miraculously managed to get here without having to put out to anyone." 

"Yeah, right," Zander said dryly. 

"Zander!" Christina growled at him in a tone that suggested that he'd better cut it out if he ever expected to get laid again in the near future. 

"Look... I'm sorry to impose. I just wasn't expecting..." Samantha's voice trailed off. 

"You weren't expecting me to have really moved on, did you?" Zander said, albeit in a softer tone this time. He knew that he hit it on the head when she winced and then nodded. "Did you seriously think that I'd spend my life pining for you after you ditched me? You really must not think highly of me." He shook his head sadly and then caught Christina's disapproving look and sighed. 

"You can stay here with us until you get back on your feet." Christina said, hugging Samantha gently. "No one should have to be tossed out in this weather." 

"I'll go call our landlady to let her know we have a guest and get the spare bedroom ready for you." Zander said with a resigned sigh, standing up. He did not have a good feeling about this. 

Despite being in a warm, cozy bed once again as opposed to park benches, bus stops, or homeless shelters, Samantha had a hard time sleeping that night. She couldn't banish the thought of Zander and Christina's hands roving all over her body as they'd warmed her up. After they had their talk, Samantha took another hot shower, this time borrowing their shaving kit so that she could lose the unwanted hair on her legs, pussy, and armpits. It'd been awhile since she'd been able to take a proper shower. Samantha went to bed in the spare room totally nude. She tossed and turned for some time before settling on her stomach. Her hands went between her legs to gently massage her mound as she thought about Zander and his wife. She moaned softly into the pillow. 

Samantha wasn't totally honest in how she came to be on their doorstep. She did turn a few tricks in order to get across the country. A handjob here, a blowjob with a condom on the guy there... She let a few lustful truckers paw at her pussy and suck on her tits in order to get across the Midwest. With one bus driver she allowed him to take her up the ass while wearing a condom in exchange for letting her on so that she could get to the nearby city. There was never any vaginal penetration nor did she ever get off the entire time. A charitable driver picked her up while she was walking the long lonely stretch of road between the city and the town here, which she thought the name of Newhaven was an apt name, dropping her off at the only bar so that she could find Zander. 

She sobbed as she fingered herself at the horrid memories wondering why she was even doing so. Probably force of habit now. Maybe even a bit of punishment for pimping herself out to get around. She hated herself. She felt dirty. She hated hitting rock bottom. She hated the fact that she'd found sleeping her way here pleasurable and somewhat exciting. Most of all she hated the fact that Zander had found someone else. Samantha had totally expected him to be alone. The boy she knew had indeed grown into a man and left the memory of his spoiled little girlfriend from high school behind. Maybe that was why it was so erotic with them in the shower earlier. Zander and Christina touched her out of kindness and compassion to help her, not for their own benefit whatsoever. 

A squeal from the living room snapped Samantha out of her thinking. Curious, she eased open the door. She could hear the distinct sound of flesh slapping against flesh repeatedly. Samantha crept down the darkened hallway and crouched down behind a sofa chair to see what was going on. Her bright blue eyes went wide at the sight. 

There in the middle of the room was Zander, totally naked, in all of his muscular glory. Christina was on her back on the plush footrest with her long, slender legs splayed wide in the air. Zander knelt before her as he held her ankles firmly in place while he rammed his cock repeatedly into the blonde. Christina cried out with ecstasy every time Zander pounded into her. Samantha noticed that she was wearing a black blindfold, a leather collar, and her wrists were cuffed behind said collar. Her long platinum blonde hair cascaded off of the footrest down to the floor Then suddenly Zander just reached down and slapped one of Christina's tits while continuing to fuck her senseless. Christina moaned loudly with pleasure. 

Samantha gasped at this sight, unable to tear her eyes away from the two in the throes of passion. Zander's gaze flickered her way and Samantha's eyes went even wider. He'd heard her! Their eyes locked. Zander's steel grey eyes had the hard look of a predator staring down his prey. He didn't say anything; he merely grinned lopsidedly and pounded Christina even harder. Samantha swallowed hard. Her nipples went hard and her pussy became even wetter than before. 

Almost as if she were in a hypnotic trance, Samantha's hands drifted down her body. She squeezed one of her plump tits with one hand while sliding a finger into herself with the other. Soon she was fingering herself at the same rate as Zander's fucking. Samantha didn't know what had come over her and couldn't help herself. She was fixated on Zander and Christina. Christina seemed to be blissfully unaware of her presence in the living room as she continued to writhe and moan passionately in front of Zander. Samantha was soon on her knees, fucking her own pussy hard with her finger. She squeezed her nipple hard, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger. Samantha bit down on her lip, willing herself to not make a sound. She didn't want to break the spell she was under. She was blushing furiously as she got herself off under Zander's watchful eye. 

Zander jerked his hips once and thrust hard into Christina. His face grimaced and contorted as he blew his load deep into his girl's womb, never once taking his hard, hateful gaze off of Samantha. Christina arched her back and cried out, reaching her own climax at the same time. Over behind the sofa chair, Samantha let out a whimper as she clamped her jaw closed and reached her peak along with the other two. She was then gasping as her pussy contracted and released in orgasmic bliss. Her head swam and she had to reach out to steady herself on the back of the sofa. Her legs turned to jelly. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she sank to the floor, whining pitifully as her orgasm washed over her in waves. Her hands clutched the carpet, turning her knuckles white before finally relaxing. 

Samantha was delirious. It'd been the best self-induced orgasm she'd ever experienced in her life. It was even better than the best orgasm she'd ever had with her town photographer. Tears welled up in her eyes as it hit her that she'd made a really bad decision all those years ago to spurn Zander and go for a much, much older man. 

She heard steps on the carpet approaching her. Samantha looked up to see Zander walking by carrying a now mewing Christina in his arms. Neither one paid her any mind as Zander took her to their bedroom and shut the door behind them. Moments later, Samantha was sleeping soundly right there on the floor, not having the energy to get back up to go to her own room. 

*** 

Chapter 2: 

"Now don't you understand? 




The Creature Below - Omnibus 02



I'm never changing who I am!" 

-Imagine Dragons, "It's Time" (2011) 

Zander woke up to the phone ringing. He checked the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was late in the evening, almost midnight. "Hallo?" he asked groggily as he found his cell phone. 

"Hey Zander, its Aden," his friend said on the other end. "Orion is heading over to our friend's place to crash their party. Want to come with?" 

Zander was instantly awake and alert. "I'll be right there." 

"Meet me at the bar, we can go together." Aden said before hanging up. 

Dashing out of bed, Zander was dressed in simple black fatigues within a minute. Christina stretched as she woke up, becoming equally alert as she saw her husband rushing about. "What's wrong?" 

"Hunters," Zander said, clipping his tactical belt into place. He pulled his .9mm and checked the magazine quickly before putting it back into his holster. "Aden used the code phrase that we'd setup." Orion was their current term for the Hunters. 

"You boys are so cloak-and-dagger, you know that," Christina teased as she yawned. 

"Yeah, well when we figured out that they'd tapped all the damn phones around here to find Aden and Beth's place to begin with, what do you expect?" Zander asked. He gave her a quick peck on the lips before heading to the door, pausing when he saw Samantha still asleep in the hallway. "Fuck, I forgot about her in all of the excitement." 

Christina shooed him with her hands. "You go, I'll get her back to bed," she said, hurrying out of bed. "Zander, you don't think?" her voice trailed off as she indicated Samantha with a jerk of her head. 

"No," Zander shook his head. "She might be a lot of things but a Hunter she is not. Trust me, I can read her like an open book now with the kind of mental powers we have from our Lurker." He looked down at his Ex. "If she is hiding Hunter ties and we can't pick it up mentally, then the woman deserves a fucking Oscar." 

"I'll get the statue ready then just in case." Christina said dryly while sticking her tongue out. Zander laughed as she pushed him out the door. Once he was gone, she turned and regarded Samantha's nude body. She put her hands onto her hips and pursed her lips in thought. What were they going to do with her? Samantha was definitely cute once she was cleaned up properly. She reminded Christina of Nicole. Christina felt a pang of emptiness when she thought about her friend and instantly pitied Samantha. It'd been awhile since Christina had been with Nicole, but she was now higher up in the mountains with her own Lurker. Samantha was a lot like Nicole in that they'd both made a huge mistake and both would have to atone for them. 

Christina then wondered if Zander would let her keep Samantha around... at least just for a little bit anyways. 

As Christina walked back across the living room to Samantha, she caught a faint whiff of sex in the air that was not from her and Zander. Christina cocked her head and saw the girl's freshly shaven pussy glistening with moisture. She chuckled; Samantha had gotten off while watching them earlier! 

It took her a moment, but Christina finally managed to get a good hold on Samantha to drag her back into bed. The poor girl was out cold, exhausted beyond all belief. I wonder if Zander will let her stay for a while? It'd be fun to have another play companion... She thought as she manhandled Samantha back into the bed. Christina's gaze lingered for a moment over Samantha's nude body and she wistfully remembered the fun she used to have with Beth, Nicole, and Aden. 

A sudden thought cracked through her sexual musings. [Demanding] Return to us at once... 

"Yes, Master," Christina said aloud. At once she turned on her heel, grabbed her coat and car keys, and headed out the door without a second thought on the matter. 

* 

"Oh man," Zander said in a low voice as he and Aden pulled up to a still burning cabin that was further down the mountain closer to Metro. The torrential downpour of rain from earlier had stopped and so there was no natural water coming down to put the fire out. Already there at the scene was a man in a black trench coat standing with a couple of girls and a second man who all looked shell shocked. "What the fuck is your brother doing here?" 

"Let's find out," Aden said, parking the car and getting out. "James?" he called out to the man in the trench coat. 

James Parker turned to regard the two new arrivals. He nodded in greeting to them as they walked up. "Gentlemen," he said cordially. 

"No offense, bro," Aden said sardonically, "but what brings you here?" His eyes were already scanning the surrounding area for any threats. 

"Investigating. Don't bother looking for any Hunters, they're already long gone." James said, catching Aden's trained glance. "By the time the girls here made the call to you the Hunters were already burning the cabin," he motioned over to the burning structure by the lake that was starting to collapse in on itself. 

That was when Zander noticed the drag marks coming out of the lake and the subsequent tire tracks of a very large vehicle making a high speed startup to get out of there fast. His eyes darted back to the water. "Oh fuck... the Lurker?" he asked with dread welling up in his gut. 

James shook his head. "Dead and gone I'm afraid," he said sadly. "I felt the psychic connection break through the Ancient One and so I teleported here at once. It was too late. The Hunters took the body with them." He said sadly, indicating the drag marks and tire tracks in the grass. 

Aden glared at his brother who used to be human just like he was. "Some Angel you turned out to be," he said bitterly. James had fallen in love with a Vampire Princess who then proceeded to attempt to turn him while they were on Holy Ground. The end result was that James was now the equivalent of a Fallen Angel since he'd essentially died and was brought back to life out of love and not out of any kind of pettiness. 

"I'm not omnipotent, so fuck off," James snapped. "I got here as soon as I could which was still faster than you two idiots." 

"Wait," Zander said. While the two brothers fought, a match he didn't want to ever lay odds on since they both were pretty much immortal now, he had been surveying the scene further and basic math just added up in his brain. He looked at the survivors of the Hunter attack; two women and a man. 

It should've been three women. 

"Where's Kaitlyn at?" Zander asked, eyes darting from Erica, to Abigail, to Donavon. The girls looked at each other in fright and Donavon just shook his head. "Come on, where is she?" 

"The Hunters have her," Donavon said. At that proclamation Erica and Abigail started to wail, clutching each other tightly for support. "They chased her when we all split up." 

"Alright, we'll get her back." Aden said, looking from Donavon back to James. "I don't suppose that you'd be able to use your contacts to find her. We could then mount an immediate rescue..." 

"Don't bother," Donavon said sullenly. "If they haven't killed her already then she's going to wish she was dead and might very well be soon." 

It was something in the way that he'd said that, like it was a certainty, which gave James and Aden pause. Almost as one their shared gaze narrowed and slowly fixated back onto Donavon. "And you know this... how?" James inquired. 

* 

Christina put her car into park and turned off the engine. Silence once again reigned in the peaceful night with the exception of the rain that continued its relentless downpour. She dashed to the covered wraparound porch of her best friend's cabin house, a thing that then struck her as absurd as she was soon going to be immersed in the waters of the lake out back. Without even knocking she walked right into the cabin. 

"Hi Christina," her best friend, Beth Parker, called out from the kitchen. "Just making some coffee while I wait for Aden to get back, do you want some?" 

"Can't," Christina said, shaking off her jacket and hanging it up. "I got summoned." 

"Yeah, I heard." Beth came out of the kitchen and walked into the living room, pausing at the newly purchased crib where her baby girl was sleeping peacefully. "I don't suppose you could watch Tina for me when you come back up to the surface, could you? Lurky wants me to come down after you're up." 

"Of course I can," Christina smiled. Over the past year Aden and Beth's baby girl had been born, ensuring the next generation of caretakers would already be growing up. Christina reveled in playing godmother and couldn't wait for the day that she'd have children with Zander. "I'll chat more when I get back." 

"Don't have too much fun down there!" Beth said with a wink. "With all the action all of my friends and my husband have been getting I'm starting to get a bit jealous." 

"Oh please, you've been knocked up with a child that doesn't gestate as fast." 

"Whereas you've been knocked up multiple times with young that gestate in a matter of hours," Beth teased 

"Details, details," Christina smiled with a dismissive wave as she headed out the back door. Among the other changes, Aden and Zander had installed a covered walkway that went from the back of the house down to the dock that went out over the lake. This kept the elements off of them while they disrobed as well as keeping them warm during the colder months. She headed down the stairs and out to the end of the dock, stripping her clothes off along the way. By the time she was at the end she was kicking her shoes and socks off. Her nipples stood up on end from the cool breeze caused by the falling rain just beyond. 

Two vine-like fleshy green tentacles rose up out of the water. Christina gathered them up. She put one up to her face and waited for it to mold around her nose, mouth, and chin to operate as a breathing mask. The other she held onto as it wrapped around her wrists. Once she was ready, she allowed it to pull her off the dock and into the water down to the lurker that was waiting in its lair down below. The water was nice and warm, thanks to the heat that the lurker generated that kept it perpetually warm. 

Moments later she was in the underwater cavern that was home to the oldest and wisest of the Lurker species. In the time that Beth and Christina took to learn more about the Ancient One and its race, they were able to figure out that their lurker was the surviving head geneticist on Earth and was responsible for keeping the lurkers alive all these millions of years by enabling the reproduction through humans. 

Out of habit, Christina splayed her legs out wide to receive the Ancient One's tentacles that proceeded to wrap around her legs up to her thighs, encase her breasts, and penetrate her both vaginally and anally. She let out a lustful groan as the creature's tentacles filled her up and secured her. 

The Lurker scrutinized her with its black eyes that were the size of oversized beach balls. [Worry/Informative] Our colony vessel grows ever closer to this world...  

Yes Master... Christina thought, delirious from the pleasure that she was getting from the tentacles expanding within her. I have been monitoring its progress from the observatory... 

[Fear/Inquisitive] Have you developed an entry plan... 

Christina nodded once she got over the initial wave of euphoria. I have; look into my mind, master. I propose that your crews do what we call an aero braking maneuver to slow the ship down for a proper entry into Earth's atmosphere. She opened her mind to show the Lurker the precise flight plan that she had. A couple of orbits in high atmosphere ought to do it and slow your ship down enough for a soft landing as opposed to coming straight in like the last couple of ships have done. I know that your ships are concealed like asteroids. Do they at least have something for basic maneuvering? 

[Informative] Yes... 

Good. Can you get a message to them to start basic maneuvers? In the back of her mind she was wondering why the Ancient One was going through all the trouble of birthing preparation if all it was going to do was ask her questions about the incoming ship. 

The Ancient One saw her question. [Educating] We are going to birth a new young out of your body... [Sorrow] Your mate and the mate of our prime thrall has departed to investigate the demise of one of our kind... 

Demise? Christina's eyes went wide. Another lurker is dead? 

[Sorrow] Yes... [Informative] We will now begin the process... [Instructing] You and the prime thrall will take these young further up the mountain to release into the body of water there... The thrall of our recent offspring will then take those further inland... 

Christina got the plan as the lurker showed it to her. Her and Beth's friend, Nicole, was living even further up in the mountains in a recently built lakeside cabin. Nicole was the caretaker, or thrall as the creatures liked to call them, of the one they'd all named 'Junior'. Nicole would then smuggle the two new young out in her All-Terrain Truck to another location. I understand, Master. 

[Pleasure] Good... 

Without any further conversation, the tentacles within her started to vibrate while the ones encasing her breasts began to knead and massage them. Christina's head lolled back as she was lost in the intense pleasure that came with the sensations. Her breathing caught when she felt the first of a series of blobs reached her tight pussy as they traveled down the tentacle. The blobs forced their way into her, spurting deep into her womb and filling her up. With each blob that blew into her, her belly swelled a little more. 

Christina screamed with the intense pleasure that this caused. At the same time, her breasts were being stimulated as it was being made to create the nutritional milk that the young would feed off of once it was birthed from her. After several minutes she looked like she was about seven months pregnant with the tits to match. 

The last blob reached her and this one blew the mutated human seed from the creature into her. This fluid would then immediately seek out one of her mutated eggs that the creature forced her ovaries to release for this process. Almost immediately conception of the new young occurred and it very rapidly began to gestate within her. Christina slumped in her tentacle bonds, exhausted from the prolonged orgasm that the process created for her. When her eyes fluttered back open, she saw that her body looked as if she were nine months pregnant and ready to pop. Thank you, Master, she thought through the sexual haze in her mind. 

[Satisfaction] We are pleased with you... That was the closest any of them ever got to a 'you're welcome' from any of the creatures. [Instructing] You will send our prime thrall down for the second young and the two of you will go immediately to your destination... [Cautioning] Be quick on your mission and return prior to the cycle change... In lurker-speak that was the equivalent of 'be home by midnight'. 

* 

Donavon hunched over a bit under the scrutiny of James, Aden, Zander, and the girls. Zander glared down at him. "The man asked you a question!" 

"I-I just know how they operate, that's all!" Donavon protested. "Everyone does!" 

"Actually, no we don't since this is all relatively new to us." Aden countered. 

"He's lying," James said coldly. "He knows more than he's letting on." 

Now Donavon looked panicked as his eyes darted around for an escape route. Zander kicked him in the chest, drew his sidearm, chambered a round, and pointed it straight down at the man's head. "What the fuck did you do?" he yelled, keeping his foot pinned down onto his chest so that he couldn't move. "You're one of them, aren't you? You led them here!" 

The silence that followed was damning. 

Erica and Abigail broke into hysterics. Aden's jaw clenched while Zander just looked pissed; ready to pull the trigger. Aden looked down at Donavon. You delivered your Lurker and one of your own caretakers right into the hands of the enemy?" he asked, his voice a mixture of danger and disbelief. 

"Dude, you need to fucking wake up; all of you!" Donavon said, now laughing like a maniac down on the ground. "You are allowing fucking aliens to rule this world; OUR world! The monstrosity got what they all deserve!" 

"Where's Kait at, you prick?" Erica shouted at him. 

"If the boss has her, then she's dead or at the very least going to wish she was." Donavon chuckled, repeating his earlier statement. "She deserves it too; just like all of you who turn your back on your own species." 

Aden now drew and pointed his sidearm at him to join Zander. Donavon froze with fright when he saw that they were about to pull the triggers when James stepped in. "No," he said sharply. 

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Zander asked dubiously, glaring over his shoulder at him. 

"He admitted to what he'd done," Aden said, "he needs to pay for this." 

"Oh and he will," James said with an evil smile. "Give him to me and I'll give him to the Vampires. He'll be begging me for death once Zoe and Mika have had their way with him." He shrugged with a bit of a head bob as he considered the situation. "Of course, that's assuming that Michael doesn't just beat him to a bloody pulp before that." James hunched down so that he was in Donavon's face. "Then, if you're still alive after that; I can give you to the Fae. I don't know what would be worse; the absolute cold of Winter or the near hellish heat of Summer. I guess we can do both to find out, hm?" 

Zander and Aden smiled at that prospect. Aden holstered his gun. "He's all yours, bro." 

* 

Christina helped a now pregnant looking Beth up out of the water when the lurker returned her. Beth sputtered and coughed a little bit as she got her bearings. "I'd just gotten used to having my pre-baby body back too," she complained. 

"Oh it's just a quick trip up the mountain tonight and I already have Tina in her car seat in the house ready to go," Christina said, wrapping a towel around her. "You get used to waddling around after a couple of trips." 

"So glad that we had the road paved so that the trip is faster," Beth muttered, snuggling into the huge towel. 

"At least we're not being shot at this time around," Christina said, nodding her agreement. She looked equally pregnant and helped her friend back up to the house where they grabbed some maternity sweats and hoodies before getting baby Tina and heading out for the car. The drive up the mountain was uneventful and it was close to midnight when they got to Nicole's cabin next to another lake higher up than Beth's house. 

Nicole was already coming out of her front door wearing nothing but a bath robe to greet them. "Hiya guys! Junior told me you were coming." 

"We won't be able to stay long," Christina said, waddling out of the passenger's side. "I got a guest at my place and she doesn't know anything about all of this. So I have to be back by the time she wakes up." 

"Not a problem. I got the feeding side covered once you all leave," Nicole said, taking her breasts in hand and hefting them a couple of times. Now that they were closer in the dark, Christina and Beth could see that Nicole was sporting a couple of H cups as opposed to her normal Cs. "Junior told me all about the plan and pumped me full for the feedings already just before you got here. I can take the baby while you all do your thing." 

"Thanks," Beth said, giving Nicole a quick hug before getting the car carrier with her baby girl in it. Nicole cooed at Tina who giggled and squealed in delight. With the baby covered, Beth and Christina walked over to the lake, took a moment to strip, and then walked right in. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus 02



This is my first time here, Beth observed as the water came up over their heads. Just below the surface a couple of tentacles awaited them. The women grabbed one apiece and held them up to their mouths. The tentacles molded into the breathing masks and then another couple of tentacles came up to take them by the wrists further below the water's surface. 

They were pulled down into a dug out shallow cave and were placed in front of a Lurker that was about a quarter of the size that was in the lake behind Beth's house. Wow! You've gotten big, quick! Christina observed, remembering last year when she brought Junior up here and he was no bigger than the one in her belly now. 

[Pride] Thank you! It said in a mental voice that was higher pitched than that of the Ancient One as it tied up their legs to keep them open. [Inquisitive] Shall we begin? Junior extended a couple of tentacles out from its large arms, one going to each of the girls. The tentacles slid up between their splayed legs and into their pussies. Both Beth and Christina gasped in pleasure as the tentacles penetrated them and pumped just enough nectar into them to begin the birthing process. 

Then the tentacles withdrew followed by the smaller, miniature versions of the Lurkers. Beth and Christina both convulsed in a quick, minor orgasm as the tiny creatures were easily birthed. They then turned in place to shoot tentacles back up into their respective temporary hosts to drain the rest of the nutritional fluid from their wombs, prolonging the orgasm for them. Once they were finished, they retreated back behind Junior in the water. 

[Apologetic] We cannot spare the time to properly treat the thralls... Junior said. 

It's okay, we understand. We're on a timetable anyway. Christina mentally replied before they were returned back to the surface where they promptly dressed and retrieved Tina from a waiting Nicole. 

"Take care you two," Nicole said, waving goodbye as she dropped her robe and walked naked into the lake now. 

"You too!" Beth said, putting Tina's car seat back into the car. "I just wish that things were not so rushed tonight, that's all." 

Christina shrugged as she got back into the car. "Could be worse, I guess." 

*** 

Chapter 3: 

"Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night 

where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change." 

-Scorpions, "Wind of Change" (1991) 

Samantha was surprised to wake up in her own bed the next morning. The last thing she remembered was passing out behind the sofa chair in the living room after getting off from watching Zander fuck Christina silly. She found a pile of folded clothes on the dresser with her name on it. They had to be Christina's as the only clothes Samantha owned were in a pile in the main bathroom. She dressed and headed out to the living room. The smell of breakfast cooking greeted her and she was drawn inexorably to the kitchen where Christina was at. 

"Morning!" Christina said cheerfully as she shoveled the eggs and bacon off of the frying pans and onto a plate. "I see you found my clothes. Zander said that we're pretty similar in size, so I hope they fit. We can run into town after you eat to get you better fitting ones." 

"Uhm... thanks." Samantha was stunned that they were going through such lengths to help her. "Uhm... I, uh, I can pay you back after I find a job." She said as Christina put the plate of hot steaming food in front of her and waved a dismissive hand about the money. Civility went out the window and Samantha tore into the meal. It was the first hot meal she'd had in months. "So where's Zander at?" She asked when she finally came up for air and for a quick drink of orange juice. 

"He got an urgent call and had to run into town early for work." Christina said, sitting down at the table across from her with her own plate. 

Samantha frowned. She'd wanted to talk to him about last night. She eyed Christina, wondering if the blonde suspected anything. "So what does he do nowadays?" 

"He's the deputy sheriff of the town and is pretty much half of our SWAT team. We met through a mutual friend." 

Samantha briefly wondered who the other half was if Zander comprised half of such a team. "And your landlord... er... lady won't mind me staying here?" She asked, dreading the idea of being back out on the streets, especially with the onset of winter coming and being this far north. 

"Don't worry about. She's my best friend and won't mind a bit. You'll meet her later on this week when she's over for dinner." Christina said. Over the course of the day, Christina showed her around the town. Samantha learned that the town was on the verge of expansion as the government was installing a weather station and research center further up in the mountains. That's where Christina worked at as she had a degree in Meteorology that had a minor in Astronomy. Christina took Samantha clothes shopping where Samantha managed to get a modest wardrobe started back up. When she thought that Christina wasn't looking, she managed to sneak in a couple of babydolls and teddys into the purchases. 

Samantha mentally smacked herself. She couldn't believe that she was actually thinking about attempting to sleep with Zander right under Christina's nose. The girl was just too precious and too kind for words. Who was she to even think of such a thing? But the images of Zander last night just couldn't stay out of her head for some odd reason. The whole situation was worse as Christina kept on being her usual, cheerful self throughout the day to the point of practically being truly, purely innocent. Occasionally, when she got a whiff of Christina's perfume, the images in her mind would change to her and Christina screwing each other rather than Zander. 

Later that night it was virtually impossible to get Zander alone to talk. He and Christina were practically joined at the hip. Samantha went to bed sexually frustrated after dinner. She lay in her bed, naked, staring up at the celling as she waited to hear if Zander and Christina were going to be going at it again. She couldn't believe that she was waiting for that just to spy on them like some peeping tom. Just the thought of it got her aroused. 

It seemed like hours later but Samantha was finally rewarded with the sounds of something leathery hitting bare flesh. Giddy and intrigued, Samantha practically leapt out of bed. She quietly slid out of her door and tried to find the source. Down the hallway, she heard Christina moaning with pleasure. They were in their bedroom! Samantha crouched and slowly crawled across the carpet, keeping to the shadows, to reach the door that was cocked open just a bit. She tried to open the door just a bit in time with the steady sound of spanks that echoed from the master bedroom. The door squeaked slightly and Samantha winced, hoping that the inhabitants inside did not hear that. 

A leather crop smacked the door just above Samantha's head and she jerked in surprise. The door swung open. Zander stood there, looking down on her with that smoldering gaze again. He was naked again with his cock standing long, hard, and proud. It wasn't the first time Samantha had ever seen his cock, but it was the first time since high school that she'd laid eyes on it. To her, it was large and magnificent. Zander had definitely grown. His muscular physique made him all the more irresistible. "I told you that she'd be back..." he said, smiling. Samantha's jaw dropped. Zander had told Christina about last night! 

A whimper for attention snapped them both out of their trance. Zander left Samantha kneeling at the doorway as he walked back over to Christina. Christina was on her knees wearing a white lace teddy that complemented her pale skin perfectly along with thigh high white stockings. She had on a white leather collar this time with matching leather cuffs that were shackled together. Samantha wasn't sure, but she could've sworn that Christina's deep green eyes actually lit up at seeing her. She looked up at Zander. "Master, please?" she asked. 

Zander stroked her hair. "We'll see if she's willing," he said as he trailed the riding crop from Christina's left nipple all the way down to her shaved pussy. Christina shuddered with erotic pleasure. He turned his attention to Samantha. "Lucky for you that Chrissy here wants a playmate." 

Samantha averted her eyes from him. He had her there. She managed to look back at him. "I-I just wanted you though." 

"I know what you wanted." Zander said with a slightly harsh tone. "That's the only reason why you hitchhiked across the country to come here uninvited. You wanted to fuck your way back into my good graces so that you'd have a roof over your head since no one else would take you in. The only problem is that I don't care about you anymore and I could frankly care less about what you want. You caused the situation that you're in now." 

Again, he was right and she bowed her head in shame. "Is there any way for me to get out of this?" 

"I think that you're down to groveling and ritual suicide at this point." He said with a grin. 

Samantha couldn't help but chuckle ruefully at that. At least he hadn't lost his sense of humor. She got down on all fours and crawled toward him. She knelt up, his cock poised right in front of her face. "Please, I want this. I want you. I want to stay." She closed her eyes, leaned forward, and opened her mouth. 

Zander pulled away. "You don't get this right away. You are not even remotely worthy of this yet. You have to earn this." He said. "So for starters, I would thank your mistress here for allowing you this luxury." 

Samantha's eyes went wide as she looked from Zander to Christina and back again. "But... I-I can't..." 

Zander let out a snort of derision. "Oh don't look so shocked. Remember the relentless character assassination that took place during your beau's trial? I know all about your girlfriends that you 'experimented' with. I know that you're pretty much bi." 

Once again, he had her. The trial wound up bringing up every female lover that she'd ever had and it was now well known in their hometown. Rumor established that she'd sleep with anybody with the exception of Zander, which damaged his reputation as well. She looked into Christina's expectant eyes and swallowed hard. "What if I refuse?" 

Zander shrugged and motioned for the door. "There's the way out. You'll find some luggage in your closet, feel free to pack up what we bought for you and leave at any time." 

That was something that Samantha wasn't about to do any time soon. She'd given up too much of her dignity just to get here for some kind of sanctuary. There wasn't much dignity left for her. Samantha swallowed her pride and nodded. She then cupped Christina's face in her hands to gently kiss her softly on her full lips. Christina moaned with pleasure, pressing her body closer. Samantha felt Christina's cuffed hands down at her pussy. Christina wasted no time in rubbing her hands over the redhead's freshly shaven mound. Samantha moaned as well, enjoying the loving touch. 

Smack! "OW!" Samantha reeled back in pain from the sting on her bare ass. She rubbed her right butt cheek and glared up at Zander. "What the fuck was that for?" 

Zander was smiling at her. "Punishment comes before pleasure," he said dropping the crop onto her shoulder to keep her kneeling. "Why else are you here?" 

"To see you," Samantha snapped. She was rewarded with another swat on the ass from the crop. She yelped and went to stand up. For some odd reason she just couldn't defy the riding crop when it was placed back on her shoulder to keep her on the floor. "I'll leave." 

"Then do so. As I recall you were not formally invited into our room let alone our house." Zander's even gaze seemed to pierce her soul. "Not many people hitchhike across the country just for kicks. Nor do they do so in the middle of some of the worst weather in history. So either you're insane or you're doing this out of some kind of self-punishment to atone for what you've done. Which is it?" 

Samantha swallowed hard. Tears had welled up in her eyes as Zander just seemed to know her intentions. He had that same innate talent back in school. Christina was still fondling her while nuzzling up against her neck. It felt good. Samantha closed her eyes and went back to kissing Christina. The next slap on her ass didn't seem as bad as the first two. Zander forcing her to realize her intentions was, in a way, liberating. 

Zander watched the girls make out for a while. Occasionally he'd lash out with the crop to catch one of them on their backside, relishing their squeals. He then placed the crop between them to stop them. Gently, he wrapped his hand in Christina's hair and used it as a lead to get her up onto the bed lying flat on her back. He then did the same with Samantha, making her straddle Christina at the waist. "Continue," he commanded them, swatting Samantha on the ass to emphasize his point. 

This time Samantha gladly did so, pressing her breasts to Christina's lace covered ones. Hard, light pinkish nipples brushed through the rough fabric to gently graze Samantha's chest. Samantha cupped the blonde's tits and slowly massaged them as she gently started to grind against her. 

Using the riding crop as a prod, Zander had Christina spread her legs wide open. He climbed up onto the bed to nuzzle up behind Samantha. Samantha froze as she felt his hot breath on her neck and then felt his lips nip at her ear. His erection pressed against the folds of her ass. "No, I'm not going to fuck you tonight with my cock. You want it too much." He said as if he were reading her mind. She then felt the distinct touch of a latex rubber head up against her pussy. "This is something that we use for first time guests." 

"Ahhhhh..." Samantha gasped as the flesh-like dildo slid easily into her wet pussy. Zander fumbled with something, sliding it out a bit for a moment. The next thing Samantha knew was that Christina was raising her legs behind her to wrap around Zander and was raising her hips slightly. Zander had wrapped the cock-ring at the base of the dildo around his hardness and positioned his head at Christina's waiting opening, sliding the crotch of her teddy to one side. He then thrust his hips forward, penetrating both girls at once. Both arched their backs and gasped with pleasure. 

Zander slid his hands around Samantha. This was something that he'd once dreamt of doing. While Samantha wasn't the first person that they'd invited to bed with them, this was the first time that it was an ex. It was a strange, yet pleasant, sensation for Zander. As Zander moved his hips, steadily fucking both girls, his hands moved up to cup Samantha's supple tits. They weren't as firm or stood as high as Christina's. They were slightly larger, overflowing in his hands just a bit. He jiggled them just a bit to entice his girlfriend. 

Christina silently accepted the offer by lifting her lips to the offered nipples. She lightly sucked and licked around the redhead's reddish areolae. Her still shackled hands took over from Zander's to cup a single tit while she suckled. Zander's now free hand drifted down Samantha's slightly roundish belly to rest upon her bare pubis. 

Samantha's eyes rolled back into her head. She was in pure heaven as she rocked in time to the fucking. Zander's lips were now sucking on the back of her neck. It was amazing that he still knew right where to kiss her in order to drive her wild after all these years. A pang of regret shot through her as she realized just what she'd missed out on by spurning him. She was rapidly approaching the edge. Between her clit ripping across the lace of Christina's teddy, Zander's hands on her tit and her mound, the dildo steadily pumping into her, and Christina's attention to her other breast, Samantha was not sure just how long she was going to last. 

As it turned out: she didn't last much longer. With a sudden, strangled cry she jerked in their grasp. The orgasm ripped through her body without warning. Every muscle in her body seemed to contract at once. Zander immediately grabbed her hips and pounded hard, shoving his cock into Christina and the dildo into Samantha as deep as they'd go. Christina whimpered and Samantha screamed with pleasure as fleshy knobs brushed their respective cervix. 

The three of them held steady for a minute while they enjoyed their moment of ecstasy. A moment after that, they were all fast asleep with the girls cuddled up on either side of Zander's body. 

I guess that I could share... Samantha thought as she drifted off. Well... if Christina wants to anyway... 

* 

"Admit it; that was fun," Christina teased her husband the next morning in the kitchen. "I can tell that you had fun fucking us both." 

"I had more fun punishing the two of you." Zander winked at her before kissing her on the cheek. "I'll see you after work, babe. Have fun!" 

"Oh I will," Christina winked back before heading back to their bedroom. Samantha was still curled up on the bed. Christina shucked off her robe and crawled into bed behind her, sliding her delicate hands down Samantha's thigh and around the back of her neck. 

Samantha sighed with pleasure and squirmed in bed at the touch. Her eyes fluttered open to Christina's smiling face. She then jerked and retreated to the other side of the bed. "Oh my God... last night wasn't a dream? Christina, I am SO sorry... I didn't mean to..." 

"Relax," Christina smiled and laughed softly. "You didn't do anything wrong." 

"Yeah, but Zander... I... I know I have any right to him anymore." 

"You're right, you don't," Christina admitted, "but we did invite you in... in a way." Christina slid across the bed and took Samantha by the hand, pulling her back toward her body. "I said that I wanted a playmate and here you are." 

Tears welled up in Samantha's eyes. "Why are you so nice to me? I-I don't deserve it." 

"Because I see the hurt and pain you're going through. I went through a similar ordeal a few years ago. My friend Beth helped me through it and then Zander came along and helped me some more. It took me time to heal but it also took the kindness of others to help me." Christina explained. 

"Thank you," Samantha said, meaning it. 

"You're welcome. Now, as to what I was doing?" Christina inched forward until their breasts were scant inches apart. She placed her hand onto Samantha's knee and then trailed it up her thigh. Then she went up Samantha's hip and waist to come to rest on her breast, giving it a slight squeeze. 

Samantha moaned with pleasure, finding just Christina's mere presence intoxicating. It was like inhaling sweet perfume and looking at someone so perfect that you just wanted to fuck the hell out of them. Her lips found her new lover's as they pulled each other into a tight embrace. Christina slid up onto Samantha and lowered herself between Sam's opening legs. Then Christina ground her hips down, mashing their pubis and clits together, and sliding down Samantha's wet slit. 

"Ohhhh," Samantha now groaned, shuddering with pleasure as Christina grinded against her. Christina's kisses then traveled across her cheek, jaw, and down the side of her neck. "Oh God," Samantha croaked as her body went into a sudden convulsing fit from the unexpected orgasm. She'd had other girls as lovers before but Christina certainly knew exactly what buttons of hers to push. It was as if the blonde had a direct pathway into her pleasure center. 

But Christina wasn't done just yet. She continued fucking Samantha until she'd flopped back down onto the bed, spent. Then Christina wrapped her hand into Samantha's hair and rolled on the bed, putting the auburn girl on top. Then Christina pulled down guiding Samantha down her body. Samantha complied, looking up at her new mistress with a sense of longing and a sudden desire to serve. Without needing a command, Samantha backed up onto the bed until she was lying flat down with her face in front of Christina's pussy. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus 02



Christina tugged just a little bit and Samantha buried her face into the smooth, shaved pussy in front of her. Her tongue lapped up at the glistening slit, attacking the tiny clit with gusto. Then she slid a couple of fingers up inside and proceeded to fuck her mistress in that manner. A few minutes of that and Christina was howling in pleasure as her own orgasm overcame her. 

Then the two newfound lovers wrapped up in each other's arms and fell fast asleep. 

* 

It was hours later when the sound of shouts, screams, and gunfire woke them up. Both Christina and Samantha sat bolt upright in bed, looking at each other in confusion. They then rushed to the nearest window, parting back the curtains just a bit to look outside. 

Out in the street they could see some people of the town, men mostly, running for their lives. There were a few women and they were outrunning the men. A moment later they could see what they were running from. There was some weird, large, scorpion like creatures skittering along the ground at a steady pace. Behind them, holding something that looked like they were remote controls of some sort, were men in black uniforms and they carried themselves like they were on a mission. 

"Oh my God," Christina breathed. "Hunters." 

"Hunters? Who are they? What are they?" Samantha asked, confused. 

"People who hate us, that's who." Christina said. She realized she might've been a bit too loud as one of the closer scorpions turned her way and started emitting some kind of shriek. Its handler looked at the house, pressed a button on the control box, and the scorpion was loosed their way. Christina and Samantha both shrieked in terror when the thing leapt for the window and smacked against it. 

"Out the back! Go! Go! Go get Zander!" Christina yelled, pushing Samantha in front of her and grabbing up clothes. Samantha dressed in a hurry as they moved through the house towards the back. There was a crash as the glass to the master bedroom broke and the scorpion got in. 

Christina just got on her shirt and shorts, not bothering with underwear, and was slipping her shoes on when the scorpion found her. She grabbed the nearest objects she could find and flung them at the thing. A couple of them hit. Christina then got out the back door just after Samantha, slamming the door into the face of the thing. 

And then they ran for their lives. 

*** 

Chapter 4: 

"And they say that a hero can save us, I'm not going to stand here and wait..." 

-Chad Kroeger (Nickleback), "Hero" (2002) 

"What the hell are those things?" Aden asked, firing at the oversized scorpion-like things that were swarming into the town. The things looked almost like those face-huggers from Aliens, but bigger and tougher. They had little heads and mouths like scorpions but instead of pinchers for a mouth it had little tentacles like the Lurkers had. In place of the stinger on the tail, it had some kind of bulbous member that seemed to swivel about as if searching for something. Aden's shotgun barked multiple times and took several of them down but the little bastards kept on coming. 

"Hell if I know!" Zander replied, taking a few down with his own shotgun. It had been pure pandemonium since the first few calls came in from the outskirts of town. Zander happened to be meeting with Aden at the time at the Sherriff's office and so enlisted his help. Now they were hunkered down in the back of Zander's squad pickup truck mowing down creatures and picking off the Hunters controlling them. 

Something was off though, the creatures, for the most part, were ignoring the men instead going straight for... "Oh my god... the women," Aden breathed in horror as he watched one scorpion. "Zander! See to the girls! I'm going back to the cabin to get Beth and the baby!" 

"Go already! I'll hold the fort here!" Zander said as Aden hopped out of the back of the truck and ran back for his car. Zander fired a few more times to cover Aden, taking another one down. "How many of these fuckers are there?" He muttered. Once Aden was in his car and off, Zander slid feet first through the open window to the cab and got rolling himself. 

He found a panicked Samantha a short time later, running hell bent for the center of town. There was a scorpion chasing her down. Zander ran it over then parked to calm Samantha down. "What happened?" he asked. "Where's Christina?" 

"We got separated when one of those... things... entered the house!" Samantha panted. 

"Shit," Zander said, looking around, seeing if he could see his wife. That's when he heard Christina screaming nearby. He shoved Samantha into his truck. Drive to the station and lock yourself inside. Don't stop for anything. Now go!" 

* 

Christina scream was cutoff when the scorpion's tail shot out towards her and nailed her in the stomach. She doubled over and crumpled to the ground. The moment she was down the creature was on top of her, ripping at her clothes with its two claws while it's eight spiny little legs poked her sides, shredding her clothing, as it crawled onto her back. The thing was so huge that it easily covered her back from the neck down to her butt. "ZANDER!" she screamed out as the thing pretty much mounted her. 

The scorpion's mouth planted itself on the back of her neck. Her body jerked when something from its mouth injected itself into her skin, instantly paralyzing her. She let out a soft "Ahhhh," as her whole body went limp. It continued ripping her clothes off by scraping its legs over her skin and throwing tattered shreds away with its soft claw-like arms. Once she was naked, she felt its hind legs dip down between her thighs and nudge them apart. 

Unable to control her own body, her legs parted of their own accord. It was like being taken over by one of those robot creatures on a sci-fi show that Zander and Aden like watching so much; she was consciously aware of what was going on but unable to do anything as the scorpion on her back had assumed control of her body. Then she felt the spindle legs slowly encircle her torso while the mushy claws came up under her breasts to cup them and plant themselves over her nipples. 

The bulbous head of the scorpion's tail arched high and then whipped down. Christina's body jerked as she was suddenly, and roughly, penetrated hard. It conformed to her inner walls and then immediately began squirting something into her. Her whole body felt warm as it pumped more of its debilitating fluid deep into her womb. Her nipples stood on end from the stimulation and her body quaked in a minor orgasm as she felt what remaining consciousness slip away. Her eyes glazed over as the monster on top of her took complete control of her body and mind. UP! It demanded. 

Slowly, Christina's body complied as she rose with unsteady feet. She was trapped within her own mind as her body shot tiny electrodes of pleasure all over. It was like a drug that her body craved more of no matter what she screamed inside of her head. The creature then goaded her on. WALK! 

With one naked foot in front of the other Christina took one step after another, unsure as to where her final destination may lay at now. 

* 

"Christina!" Zander called out when he saw her nude body walking almost zombie-like in the direction the Hunters had come from. She was walking straight towards a group of leering men in black uniforms who were waiting patiently by a cage to put her in. Around the Hunter vehicles there already were several women from the town kneeling in a fetal position in cages, each with one of those creatures attached to their backs with the tails shoved up inside of them. 

Just like Christina... Zander thought with horror when he saw that one of the scorpions was on her back with its tail shoved up in between her legs too. Fuck... they must be mind-controlling them once they latch on... he thought as he couldn't get a mental read on his own wife. 

The Hunters perked up at Zanders arrival, more so when he started shooting and dropping a few of them. Then those scorpions started swarming him when someone shouted "Release the reserves!" 

Zander was sure that he took out some of them with what remaining ammo he had. But sheer numbers prevailed as the scorpions surrounded and eventually enveloped him. The last thing he remembered was looking up at Christina's blank expression as she was herded into a cage just like the other women... 

...when Zander had his mind back, he was standing alongside Christina in some kind of bunker control room that had a glass wall that looked out into a room that had some huge pink squirming mass of living tissue on the far wall. 

The problem was that he had no recollection on how he got here. 

He was aware that he was now as naked as his wife was with one of those scorpions on his back with its mouth on the back of his neck and the thing's tail painfully up his ass. Zander blinked rapidly, getting his bearings, before settling on a familiar face. His eyes narrowed onto the man who was obviously behind the attack on Newhaven. Beside him, Christina gasped when she recognized who was in the room with them. Oh God... not him! He heard his wife's voice inside of his head. 

Zander tried to lunge for the man but was unable to move. Shit... this thing is controlling me! He swore mentally. 

Welcome to the club... Christina replied sarcastically. 

"You know who I am?" the portly, balding man before them sneered. 

"Raymond Tullis," Zander said without hesitation, glaring at him. "I told Aden that he should've shot you when he had the chance." He managed to shift a bit although he couldn't make any kind of threatening move towards Tullis. "Have this thing let me go so I can kick your ass." 

"Yes, well, so much for missed opportunities." Tullis said, clapping Zander on the shoulder and guiding him over to a viewing window as if they were friends. Zander had no choice but to follow thanks to the creature on his back. Tullis swept his free hand towards it indicating that Zander and Christina should look outside. Zander's eyes went wide and Christina gasped in horror. "Do you like my creation?" he asked with glee, reveling in the discomfort of his two guests. 

Inside the chamber beyond was something that resembled Lurker flesh but only in a pink and dark purple hue. It was a bulbous and grotesque mass against the far corner of the room it was in and every so often it would pulsate as electricity coursed through it... 

...and it had two women trapped within it. 

The women's lower arms to their elbows and lower legs to their knees were encased within the biomass along with the tops of their heads. The biomass left some of their hair dangling down but there were globs that covered their eyes from above and a pink tentacle covering their mouth and nose that made identifying them near impossible. Two fat tentacles that were split into four directions attached to their oversized breasts and a fat, bulbous tentacle went straight up in between their respective legs to cover their pubis. All that could really be seen was their biceps, their thighs, most of their swollen breasts, and their very, very pregnant looking bellies. 

Oh my God, Zander, is that Kaitlyn in there? Christina asked through their mental connection. 

I can't tell, their faces are too covered up and we're not close enough for me to see any identifying marks... 

"I'm sure you've surmised by now how I have come about my newest pets that are attached to your backs," Tullis chuckled at them. "The power of thought is indeed great and all I have to do is conceive of a notion and my own monster in there births these lovely little things that you have now experienced," he explained, moving in between Zander and Christina to give the monsters on their backs a pet on their heads. "My own army of monsters to combat the ones that you serve. Now this master biomass controls these Seekers and I control the Master through the control center here. However, its taste in insatiable and it requires more human hosts to donate sperm and ova just like your monsters in order to impregnate the women and birth more of my monsters and to grow itself." 

He then turned serious, stepping in front of them and doing a smart about face. "Now, I have the power to give you exquisite pleasure," he gestured towards Christina, making a funny kind of hand movement, and the scorpion-like creature's tail pulsated once. It blew a load of its liquid into Christina's womb, flooding her insides. Christina collapsed to the floor in the throes of one of the most intense orgasms in her life to rival that of the Lurker back home. It was so intense that she actually gushed and squirted for the first time in her life. 

"Or," Tullis continued, making a gesture towards Zander, "I can give you pain on such an unimaginable scale that hell will seem like a trip to the day spa," he made a different hand gesture and Zander's world went white as every nerve ending in his body exploded as if he were on fire. He screamed in agony, joining Christina on the floor in a writhing mess. "Want another taste?" he asked, doing the gestures again but this time swapping the directions. This time Christina howled and writhed in the worst pain imaginable while Zander's body shuddered as his cock blew out stream after stream of his seed all over the floor underneath of him in quick succession. 

Tullis gestured again and the sensations stopped for both of them. Zander and Christina managed to reach out across the floor and clasp hands together for mutual support as they were given a respite. Tullis was pacing back and forth in front of them now. "I know that you both are not the types to be mildly threatened by something pitiful like a simple molesting or outright rape considering your masters and your respective histories. You'd laugh at the idea of standard torture techniques... well, at least Mister Zander here will. Hell, you're probably already mentally preparing yourselves to resist the demonstration that I'd given you. And I won't insult you both by threatening the other in your presence. Your sort would sell your own mothers to enslavement to the monsters." He shook his head. "No, a different threat is in order." 

Turning to the console, Tullis pressed a button. "Bring them in!" he snapped. He then had his monsters force his guests back up to a standing position so that they could watch. "Recognize some of them? You should since they're from your town!" He whirled on them. "Now, I am going to put a call in and you are going to order your people to surrender the town to me so that I can kill the creature that resides there or else I am going to start feeding people to my monster!" 

"You can't!" Christina cried out. She lunged forward but the scorpion-creature on her back pulled her backwards safely away from Tullis. "Some of those are civilians who don't know anything!" 

"Then it is your fault for dragging them into this! Not mine!" Tullis pointed a beefy finger at her. "Now order the surrender of your town or the first girl goes in!" 

Christina looked out the window. First up was a girl that Christina knew from the local high school who just graduated and worked with her and Beth part time at the saloon. She was terrified, thrashing in the grasp of a couple of armed guards the moment the scorpion-creature that had brought her here had detached from her. Christina's gaze then went to Tullis, who was looking smug, then over to her husband who gave her a grim, determined, shake of his head. She looked defiantly back at Tullis. "No." 

"No?" Tullis asked, shocked at the answer. 

"No. Because there are some things that are more important than what happens to us." 

Tullis turned back to the microphone and pressed the button. "Toss the first girl in." 

Zander and Christina watched in horror as the girl was flung towards the biomass. The biomass' tentacles shot out to grab her by her wrists and ankles, dragging her across the floor, and ripping at her clothes. By the time that she reached the third niche in the wall, she had been completely stripped naked. The four tentacles that had her arms and legs morphed to cover her shins and forearms as it retracted into the niche. The girl was shaking her head back and forth in denial until she was penetrated up her pussy and ass by the large bulbous tentacle waiting for her. 

The girl's eyes went wide and then they seemed to go blank as the first blob of fluid pumped into her. More loads followed until she looked just as pregnant as the other two women. At the same time, two tentacles came in from either side to clamp over her breasts to start kneading and stimulating them, making them grow with the nutritional fluid the young needed initially. Finally, a tentacle dove down her throat and another clamped over the top of her head to cover her eyes. Moments later, her body started shaking as it was forced to orgasm from the new stimulation. 

"And another joins the fold," Tullis said. "And there she will stay as her mind slowly breaks from the constant orgasms she gets from birthing my creatures. Now... order your town to surrender or I send another one it." 

"Go to hell," Zander snapped. 

"Fine, plan B then," Tullis shot back. He waved his hand over his shoulder to his creatures as he went to the controls again. "Control them until I'm ready." 

* 

"How bad is it?" Aden asked Sheriff Robert Griffin, the man that Aden initially thought to be a cross between John Wayne and the title character off of Longmire. Sheriff Griffin was Beth's uncle on her late mother's side, a fact that she didn't even know until she moved to this town years ago. 

"Well," Robert said, "The people are scared shitless, that's for sure." 

"No kidding." Aden said dryly. 

"Son," Robert gave him a disdainful look while crossing his arms, "half to three quarters of these people have no clue what's living in that lake where you and Beth live at. Today was the first time they've seen anything overtly strange and their reality is shattered. Then toss in, for fun, the fact that our lady mayor and half of her assembly were taken, all fine, upstanding women the lot of them, while the rest of the assembly, all gentlemen, were killed trying to defend them. Our town is effectively leaderless right now." 

"What about you?" 

Robert shook his head. "They need to hear from someone who reports to the head creature here. That'd be you." 

"Me?" Aden blanched. "Why not Beth? She's more outgoing than I am." 

"Get your head on, boy, I'm not going to put my niece and her baby through that kind of hell. These people need a man of action to step up and whoever steps up now is going to be running this town after today. Do you want some random, blithering idiot to step up to the podium spouting nonsense about giving in to the Hunters?" Robert gave Aden a grim smile when Aden let out a sigh of resignation. "I thought not." 

"I usually prefer working in the shadows." Aden replied. 

"Time to step out into the light, son," Robert beckoned for Aden to follow him out into the Town Hall Assembly Room. "These are good folk. Just talk straight to them and let them know what is going on." When they got out into the assembly room, everyone gathered shot to their feet and started shouting out questions to them. Robert waved for them all to sit down as he led Aden to the podium. "Easy, settle down, y'all. I know you have questions and we're going to answer them the best we can. For that I'm turning the floor over to my nephew; Aden Parker." He stepped aside and motioned Aden up. 

God, I never wanted to be in politics... Aden thought while taking a deep breath while stepping up to the podium. The town citizens were all fixated on him, holding in bated breaths while they waited for him to talk. "I guess that I should start at the beginning," he said tentatively. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus 02



"Just tell us what those things were!" one man from the back shouted. 

"And where they took my wife to!" another one added. 

"And my daughter!" 

"And-" 

"QUIET!" Aden roared over top of the growing din. "Give me a minute to speak and I will answer every question in turn!" he said, his anger rising to the top. The people who started to yell again quieted down and took their seats. "Thank you. Now; I will be perfectly blunt. There is a creature, which we call a Lurker, living in the lake up by my house. It is well over three stories tall, it's older than every human on this earth put together, and there are some of us who work with it in order to keep it living and their species growing. It is the main reason this town has prospered since its founding. The natives in this area served it first and then the settlers took over later when this continent was just being colonized." 

"Is it an alien?" one frightened woman in the front asked, clutching her two children close to her as if the Lurker would appear at any moment and snatch them away. 

"In the sense that it's not from this planet? Yes. And don't worry, they only use humans that come to them willingly, it is not going to come out in the middle of the night and take you or your kids anywhere." Aden said, smiling at her and her kids. That got her to relax just a little bit. "Seriously; in all of the years you've lived here, has anyone, other than today, been taken just to disappear into nowhere? The Lurker has this town under its protection-" 

"A lot of good it did us today!" man number two from earlier yelled again. "What has it been protecting us from exactly?" 

"Vampires, Werewolves, Fae, Succubae, Minotaurs, Yetis, Nephilim, and a variety of other things that go bump in the night. That's right people; all the scary stories you heard as a kid are true." Aden was suddenly glad that James took him through a trip of the library that his stepmom maintained. "This is Lurker territory and they keep all the other supernatural creatures out. Those things that attacked the town today were genetically engineered creatures that were controlled by a group calling themselves The Hunters." 

"Now how do you know that?" man number one in the back asked. 

"Because they've already contacted us to gloat and to issue an ultimatum; we give them the Lurker so that they can kill it or else they're going to kill our people... or worse." Aden replied. 

No one said a word for a good minute until finally someone in the back, man two, got the nerve to speak again. "So let's do it then! Let's give them this... Lurker... and get our women back!" He wasn't alone in that opinion in that there were several around him that were nodding in agreement. 

Aden had expected this and already had a counter to it. He folded his hands and leaned against the podium. "And what do you think that the Hunters, or any of the other supernaturals for that matter, are going to do once the Lurker is gone?" he asked, eyeing the man. "Nature abhors a vacuum and there will be one hell of a power vacuum if our Lurker is gone. For starters; The Hunters will move in and possibly 'cleanse' this town of anyone who has helped them in the past or of anyone even suspected of helping them. It'd be the Salem Witch Trials all over again and we know this because it has happened recently." 

He went on now that he was on a roll and getting used to this. "Then after they're done, and provided that they don't just take over, all the other creatures will start moving in. Vampires will move up from Metro to start looking for new hunting grounds in which to feed. Werewolves will move in from the North to establish new dens. Minotaurs might even scout out the area in search of new breeding stock. The town of Newhaven will become a battleground overnight the moment the Lurker... THE Lurker as this one is the leader of its race... leaves." Aden eyed each and every one of them. "Now, tell me, do you want to hand our protector over to the Hunters? Or would you rather declare open season to the supernatural community?" When no one said anything again, he smiled sardonically. "Your silence is reassuring." 

"So what do we do?" the woman with the kids in the front asked. 

"First off I want to tell you that I am going to do whatever I can to get our people back." Aden said with growing confidence. "My best friend and his wife were taken in this raid on our town and if I can help it, I am going to get them back even if it takes me years to do it. God forbid, it won't take me that long. Second off; we now need to defend this town from the Hunters who have declared war on it. That means calling up a militia per our country's laws and building defenses around the core of the town to protect it as much as possible." 

He took a deep breath before pressing on. "I realize that this is a lot to take in all at once. I realize that there are a lot of you who want to pull up stakes and move on. That is your right. However, I would urge you to stay. Now that you've had your eyes opened to what is really going on in the world you will forever be looking over your shoulder wondering what might be coming next. At least here you know what's going on and here we can keep you informed. I can't promise that it's going to be easy and I can't promise that it's going to be one hundred percent safe all the time but I can tell you that it might be better here than it is out there in the unknown with all that is coming." 

"We need the mayor and the town council to call up the militia though!" a new voice in the back rang out. 

"Yeah but Mary was taken along with half the council!" this was a woman in the middle of the crowd. "We need to hold a special election as soon as we can for a new mayor." 

"We have a quorum now," an older gentleman in the front said. "We could do an election by quick popular vote." 

"Fine! I nominate Aden Parker here for mayor!" The woman with the kids called out, pointing at the podium. "He's given more straight answers in one night than any politician I've ever seen do in their entire careers!" 

"Seconded!" Robert called out from the side. Aden shot him a dirty look even though he was still taken aback by the impromptu nomination for him to lead. Robert smiled and shrugged at him. "Anyone else want to run?" Robert then asked. When no one answered he stepped forward. "Then I call for a vote right now: All in favor of Aden Parker for Mayor of Newhaven, raise their hands!" he said, raising his up. 

The entire town rose their hands up at once. 

"Any opposition? No? Then I give you your new mayor: Aden Parker." Robert said. While everyone clapped and cheered, Robert went to the central seat of the semi-circular table behind the podium to get a bible that he brought up to Aden. "Put your left hand on the good word, boy, and raise your right hand to God and repeat after me: 'I, Aden Parker, do solemnly sear that I will perform with fidelity the duties of the office to which I have been elected..." 

* 

After Aden was sworn in, from what Samantha could see in the town hall, it was pure pandemonium as residents all were shouting to be heard by the new Mayor. Then someone ran in with a disk that they put up to play on the TV and it was a video from a man claiming to be Raymond Tullis, leader of the Hunters. "I will send one of your citizens into my own creature, every hour on the hour, to birth more monsters to hunt you all down unless you surrender the head monster to me," he had said. "I will end with your two friends here," he stepped back from the camera to indicate Zander and Christina, still in the thrall of those scorpion-things, "after making them watch everyone else go in first. You have one hour to comply before the first person goes in." 

After watching the video, Aden turned off the TV and looked at his newly acquired constituents. They all looked back at him with firm, grim, resolution. "Now you see the face of our enemy. This is a man who will take everything that we know and love. If we give in to him then everything we've ever worked for is lost," he said softly. Even the men who'd had loved ones taken by the Hunters were firmly in Aden's camp now as they were the first ones to volunteer for militia duty. 

Aden assigned tasks from patrols to food preparation to wall building and the entire town went to work, united in their new cause. At the very least it was to defend their homes. At most, from what Samantha could see, it was to defend the thing that was protecting the town. She made her way up to Aden, who looked surprised to see her. "What is going on and why does that man have my friends?" 

"Oh, you must be Samantha. Were you even paying attention?" Aden shook his head sadly. "You picked the wrong time for a visit, I'm afraid. We are embroiled in a war that has been going on for centuries and now the Hunters have tipped the scales in their favor with... whatever the hell those things were." 

"So what are you going to do?" Samantha asked. She indicated the TV at his questioning look. "The Hunters: what are you going to do about their demands?" 

"Nothing... I can't... I won't," Aden said, "What the Hunters want is far more important than every single hostage they have taken... including Zander and Christina." 

"So you're just going to let them go into whatever creature this guy has then?" 

"If I have to, yes." 

Samantha just gaped at him. "What the hell damn important about this creature that you'd let people die? Just give this... Tullis... what he wants and get our friends back!" 

"It's not that simple!" Aden snapped. 

"Then explain it to me!" 

"You want to know the nitty gritty details?" Aden glared at her. She just glared back and nodded once. "Fine. In the lake we have a creature that is the most advanced, most knowledgeable, and is the oldest fucking thing on this planet. While we were in the primordial ooze, they were prepping this planet for colonization. When we were just primates and dinosaurs ruled the earth, they were making preparations for their colony ships to land. THAT is what we have here in this town and, in exchange for knowledge, immortality, and the most awesome fucking orgasms imaginable, we keep it safe and help it reproduce in order to keep their species going until their own kind can successful come back and reverse their sterilization!" 

She couldn't help but stand there and blink at him. Part of her wanted to laugh in his face at the absurdity of it all but she'd seen those damn little scorpion-like creatures herself. "Maybe... whatever that thing is... maybe it can help." 

"You want to ask the Lurker for help? By all means go up to my house and ask it," Aden said. "In the meantime, I have to get this town ready to defend itself... again." 

"Fine. I will." Samantha stormed out of the hall and walked all the way to Aden and Beth's house. She'd walked farther in her life so this was a short stroll in comparison. When she got to the house, she didn't know what to do next. 

[Imploring] Come to us... A voice sounded in her head. 

"Uh... where?" Samantha asked, wondering where the creature was at that spoke. 

[Instructing] To the water... 

Samantha walked around the house and saw the lake. Curious, she walked down to the long covered dock that led out over the water. "Ooookay, now what?" she asked aloud. 

[Demanding] If you truly wish to save our thralls, then come to us... 

"Uhm, where?" 

[Amusement] Below... 

*** 

Chapter 5: 

"My skin is not my own..." -Leto Atreides II, Frank Herbert's Children of Dune (2003) 

Samantha swallowed hard and took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Tentatively, she stepped off of the dock and into the surprisingly warm water. As she plunged in over her head she managed to keep her eyes open. Suddenly, she wished that she'd kept them closed as there were vines shooting up from the depths of the lake toward her. No, not vines... Tentacles! She nearly opened her mouth and screamed when she realized what they were. 

Before she could claw back to the surface, they wrapped around her wrists and ankles. They then grew taut and pulled her down deeper into the lake. Now she did scream under the water and Samantha swore that she was going to drown. Another tentacle slapped her face once before fixating itself around her mouth and nose. Air filled her lungs and Samantha let out a sigh of relief at the ability to breathe. In the meantime, more tentacles were ripping her clothes off. 

Okay... she thought in a near panic, I'm hearing voices in my head, being stripped naked, and I'm being dragged under water by some tentacles... Am I going insane? 

[Amusement] No... 

Great... "No" says the voice in my head. Samantha came to the conclusion that she was insane. But the physical presence of the water rushing around her now nude body, her hair trailing her in wake, and the tentacles on her body told her a different story. After a minute, everything around her went dark. She thought that she'd lost consciousness until her eyes got accustomed to the dimness around her. Then the underwater cavern that she was in lit up with a warm, reddish glow and she saw what had her. 

Samantha screamed again at the gargantuan creature that had her in its grasp. The tentacle that was over her mouth and nose like a breathing mask abruptly shot something into her mouth and held it there like it was gagging her and somehow she could feel the creature's displeasure. [Irritation] You are loud... even for a thrall... 

That got Samantha's attention. "I am no one's thrall," she managed to say, albeit a bit muffled. So this must be the thing that everyone around here has been talking cryptically about and it's able to read minds... Alright buddy, so my friends are captured, what are you going to do about it? 

[Remorse] Nothing... the creature sensed her newest tirade coming up and silenced her. [Anger] We cannot do anything directly... 

That's ridiculous! What is it that you do then? 

[Educating] We research... We experiment... We learn... [Informative] We plan for the future of our race... 

Then learn for a way to save the people who cover for you day after day! Samantha screamed in her mind, the absurdity of a creature living below the surface of the water. "I have two friends who are captured by people holding them for ransom in exchange for YOU and I know that they're both going to die rather than give you over to them. If they die, I know that there are going to be two more people, at the very least, who will be mourning their loss so how the hell does that fit into your goddamn plans now? HUH?" 

Glaring defiantly up at the creature now, anger and rage replacing fear, she continued on. "You have fucking monsters coming into town and kidnapping people! Why don't you make some goddamn monsters of your own to combat them or something?" 

[Sorrow] We cannot leave this place... [Regret] It is not the time for our emergence... [Informative] We cannot risk it... 

"Some fucking badass you've turned out to be!" 

[Imploring] But you can... 

"What?" That stopped her next rant cold. "M-me?" Samantha asked. "How?" 

[Informative] We can augment your DNA with our own in order to give you abilities that surpass that of even our favored thralls... [Educating] We have obtained Angelic Seed from a donor and we have been experimenting with this for just such a contingency... [Sorrow] As the process is now, regrettably, you might not be able to bear young in the future... 

That was a hard pill to swallow. Samantha could get the ability to save Zander and Christina yet lose her own ability to have children of her own in the future. Then again, I fucked up Zander's future once already and if I am greedy once again then he won't even have a future, she thought bitterly. 

It weighed on her but she came to a decision that she felt was right in her gut. It took her all of five seconds to come to a decision. "Alright, I'll do it." 

Without responding, a tentacle shot out from the creature to embed itself up into her pussy. Samantha arched her back and yelped at the sudden, forceful penetration. Then a single large blob traveled down the tentacle straight for her. Even if that didn't strike her as odd, the fact that the blob was actually glowing a bright white and yellow light was strange enough. 

The glowing blob reached her pussy and forced its way up inside of her. It squeezed itself into her where it then exploded into her womb. Samantha screamed at the sudden hard orgasm that came with it. Her body squirmed and jerked uncontrollably in the grasp of the creature before falling limp. Holy fuck... no wonder everyone in town likes this thing... 

Then there was a strange, but warm feeling welling up in her belly. She could feel something inside of her moving around. The tentacles holding her, as well as the one up between her legs retracted as whatever was inside of her struggled to get out. 

Two pink tentacles shot out from Samantha's pussy, each of them traveling down a leg. It gave her minor, orgasmic shudders as they came out. They wrapped around each of her legs and then began to stretch to completely encase her skin. At the same time another one stretched from her pussy backwards to imbed up into her ass. Samantha let out a cry of alarm as her back passage was roughly invaded as far in as it would go. It then morphed and stretched to start covering her buttocks, thighs, and lower back. 

Then a fourth tentacle came out to shoot from her crotch all the way up to her mouth. The breathing tentacle broke away from her face and the pink tentacle from her own body replaced it. It went into her mouth, down her throat, and dove all the way down to her stomach. It widened and started to encase her breasts and even slid over her taut nipples, moving to their contours rather than pressing them down. More tentacles branched out from the main ones, morphing, stretching, expanding, and conforming to every fold of her body until she felt like she were completely encased in a rubber or latex body suit with a few dildos inside of her... a feeling that she was intimately familiar with thanks to one of the fetishes that her ex had. Even her entire head was covered save for maybe her hair as the pink tentacles seemed to have stopped at her hairlines on top of and behind her scalp. 

Her lungs burned for air as Samantha had instinctively held her breath the moment the breathing tentacle was wrenched away. She churned and writhed in place in the water and she realized that the creature had released her. A mental command so clear pierced her mind. [Commanding] BREATHE... 

Unable to hold it in anymore, Samantha gasped for air and her lungs filled up. She blinked, surprised that she was able to breathe normally. She looked down at her body that was now shimmering like a pink body suit. Pink? Why pink? She thought. I'll stick out like a sore thumb like this. The moment that thought went through her head, the color faded and changed until she couldn't see her body anymore. WOAH! What the fuck? 

[Curiosity] Interesting... [Educating] Your body has accepted the augmentation quite well and is responding to your neural pathways... [Informative] Even now your neural synapse has attuned to our own in a connection that surpasses that of even our favored thralls... 

I bet you're getting a kick out of this. 

[Amusement] Indeed as this is fascinating... [Informative] We do not know the full extent of your abilities as this is new for us... 

So no user's manual... great. What do you expect me to do? 




The Creature Below - Omnibus 02



[Educating] Research... Experiment... Learn... [Informative] We have given you what your species refers to as a bio suit... [Commanding] Use the power we have given you to rescue our thralls... 

Awesome! Samantha thought, now swimming free and breathing on her own. It was like having SCUBA gear without the gear. No... it was more like having gills of her own just without the unsightly flaps. She took a couple of laps around the cave before bidding the creature goodbye and shooting to the surface like a rocket. She popped out of the water near the shore and landing like she was a heroine in an action movie. 

Samantha took a couple of tentative steps. It felt like she had a whole new body that she had to learn all over again... which was pretty much the case in her opinion. Every step she took. The phallic tentacles inside of her pussy and ass grated. It was like trying to walk with a couple of oversized dildos inserted into her. After a minute, she managed to get the hang of it without stopping to shudder from orgasmic tremors resonating through her body every couple of steps. 

She tripped over a rock and face-planted onto the ground. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt as her second skin in the form of the pink tentacle absorbed the blow. I need some kind of shoes... and I'm sure I look really odd walking around naked... she thought. Concentrating, she pictured herself in some kind of catsuit a 'la the Black Widow or something similar. She looked down at her body and now she looked somewhat normal with a skin-tight jumpsuit on. 

"COOL!" she exclaimed, running her hands up and down her now slim and trim body. Her skin tingled underneath of her own touch underneath the protective layer of the tentacle skin. Okay, so she was just colored like she had a skin-tight jumpsuit on with nothing underneath... that or had body paint on. Either way, she could deal with it. On the plus side her feet did grow out a protective layer and it felt like she was wearing thigh-high boots at least. It was progress. 

Samantha took off in a run, making it up to the main road with ease. Then she decided to run towards town and was surprised that she made it in record time and then some. Wow... I must be like The Flash now... she thought. She ran for the town hall where she found Aden in the middle of directing people with firearms into defensive positions around the town and setting up patrols. He blinked when he saw her and looked her over. "What the fuck happened to you?" he asked with astonishment. 

She took a deep breath and then let it all out at mach five: "Well,it'slikethis; youseeItookyouradviceandwenttothecreatture,whogavemesomekindofpinktentacle,thatglowed,onlythathelikejustkeptstuckupinsideofme,see,andthen-" 

"WOAH!" Aden held up his hands in a T. "Slow down, girl, you're talking WAY too fast for me to understand. You're like a damn talking chipmunk on speed." 

Samantha frowned as Aden sounded like he was talking in really slow motion. What the fuck is going on here? She thought. 

[Intrigued] Apparently our gifts have sped your metabolism up considerably which accounts for your increased land speed and rapid rate of oral speech... The Lurker said directly to her mind. [Educating] We can slow your thought processes down so that you can communicate better with our thrall... 

Samantha shook as she felt a sudden jolt in her head. She blinked off the stars that appeared in her eyes and then looked at Aden. "How do I sound now?" 

"Much better. What the hell did Lurky do to you?" 

She proceeded to explain, slower and clearer this time, what happened while Aden nodded thoughtfully. "So where do I need to go to get Zander and Christina?" she finished. 

Aden indicated a map already out on the nearby table. "Here; a little burg in the woods southwest of Metro. It's quite a distance away but I'd bet good money that's where our people are at. Tullis had to have had helicopters or something standing by to whisk our citizens away. But that's the estate he took over after we capped his mentor last year. If they're anywhere, it's here." 

"Okay, I'll be back before you know it!" Samantha said before taking off in a full run, leaving a bewildered Aden behind. 

*** 

Chapter 6: 

When push comes to shove you find out what you're made of. 

You might bend 'til you break 'cause it's all you can take. 

On your knees you look up, decide you've had enough, 

Then you stand... -Rascal Flatts, "Stand" (2007) 

With each hour that passed, Zander and Christina watched helplessly as girl after girl was fed into the monster on the other side of the glass. As they were forced to kneel in the back of the control room, looking on as each terrified girl was shoved forward, stripped of whatever clothes she had left, and dragged into a fleshy pink niche in the wall to be penetrated in every way imaginable before the lights went out in their eyes and they became another mindless addition to the thing growing in there. 

Christina was openly weeping, biting her lower lip as she was forced to watch the anguish on the girls as they were put into their new bio-prison. She was shaking her head, softly muttering, "this is an abomination... this isn't right..." 

Tullis turned on her. "This is what you have brought down upon yourselves by selling your own species into slavery!" he hissed, grabbing Christina by the chin and forcing her to look up at him. His rage then turned into lust as he caressed her jaw with his thumb. "You've also brought this upon you as well," he said, his voice dropping into a husky, but menacing tone. 

"I've been raped by your goons before," Christina spat at him, remembering the time at the beach resort that was owned by Tullis' mentor and now by Tullis himself. "Do your worst!" 

"Challenge accepted," Tullis smiled, reaching for his belt buckle. 

That's when Zander snapped as he'd be dammed if he'd sit there and watch his wife go through that kind of ordeal ever again. Before Tullis knew what was happening, Zander had reached up behind his neck, grabbed the scorpion creature, and twisted hard. The thing's head came off with a sick crunching and snapping sound. When Tullis looked at him in surprise, Zander threw the head at him, causing him to retreat a couple of steps and put his arms up for protection. 

Zander was on his feet as the scorpion creature on his back died. The thing went slack, releasing its grip on him. Zander took a moment to reach back and pull the thing's tail out of his ass before swinging it around like a club at Tullis. 

"STOP!" Tullis yelled, his hand outstretched. He did a quick motion and Christina started to scream in pain. She dropped to the floor, writhing in agony as pain seared through her body. "Come at me and I'll kill her!" 

"Kill the fucker, honey!" Christina managed to yell despite the pain. 

"Always do what the lady asks," Zander smiled, swinging the body of the scorpion around to nail Tullis. Tullis rolled on the control panel, slapping at controls and grabbing at the microphone. "GUARDS! GET IN HERE!" he shrieked. Zander landed another blow with the scorpion onto Tullis' back as he tried to crawl for the door. 

Zander had been studying his hand movements and so he turned to the scorpion on Christina's back. "HEY! YOU!" He tried the hand movement to stop. To his surprise, the scorpion complied. Zander smiled and gave the release command that he remember Tullis doing right when he got his mind back. The scorpion let his wife go and scuttled off of her back, waiting like a puppy wanting to please his master. Zander pointed at Tullis, who was now at the door, and gave the attack command. "Go fetch!" 

Tullis screamed in horror as he headed out the door as the scorpion took off after him, skittering across the floor and following the man outside. Outside, Zander could hear Tullis yelling, "Get over here! Kill it! Kill it! Get it away from me!" The sounds of gunfire soon erupted and then faded off into the distance as guards were obviously chasing the thing down. 

Turning his attention to Christina, Zander gingerly picked her up. "You okay, babe?" 

"I'll... I'll be fine, let's get out of here." She gasped in pain. 

Zander was torn. He looked out of the glass. "What about them?" 

"We... we can come back for them." Christina wheezed. "Zander, please, get me out of here." 

"Gladly," he said, heading for the door. He hated leaving people to that... thing... inside the room but he had no choice. Christina was right; Live Today... Fight Tomorrow. As he carried her outside, he wondered if this was the same choice Aden faced last year. 

Outside it was pure chaos. He saw the body of the scorpion he sicced on Tuills nearby but there was something else now tearing through the guards. Something that looked like a woman in a bright pink latex body suit wielding a couple of big knives was ripping the guards to shreds in such a quick pace that Zander barely had time to register it all. 

Suddenly the pink woman stopped when the last guard fell and locked her gaze onto Zander. Zander put Christina down and stood his ground, prepared to defend his wife to the last if need be. The pink woman ran towards him at speeds that Zander thought could only be achieved in comic books. Right as the woman reached him, Zander crouched into a fighting stance but then she did something he didn't expect. 

She picked him up like a parent picking up a child, swinging him around happily in the air while squealing "ZANDER!" 

"S-Sam?" 

* 

Samantha had run all out the entire distance. The map was clear in her mind and despite her run speed it still took her longer than she cared for. When she got to the little town in question, it took her no time at all in identifying the expensive estate that had the words "Tullis Residence" emblazoned in gold on the outer wall near the front gate. She easily jumped over the wall and misjudged her landing on the other side, landing in a heap. 

I gotta get used to this... quick! She thought as she got up. I might as well be wearing all pink again... no sooner than that thought came out and her whole body turned into a latex pink color. She shrugged, not wanting to have to stop just for the sake of fashion sense. Hell, maybe it'll confuse the guards... 

It had that effect as the first patrol that she came across stood there looking dumbfounded at her with wide eyes. Samantha recognized him as the one who'd chased her and Christina out of the house back at town. She ran all out and was on top of him in an instant. For a brief second she wished she had a knife or something else pointy to stick through his head and a pink pointed lance jutted out from her forearms. That works! She thought with glee as she tackled the guard and drove the lances right through his midsection. 

Samantha, now straddling the guard on the ground, pulled the lances away from him and stuck them in again into his head and neck, killing him instantly. Part of me wants to be upset about this... I... I just killed a guy for crying out loud! 

[Demanding] We have blocked emotions coming from that response part of your brain... The Lurker's voice resonated in her head. [Commanding] FOCUS... 

Yes sir! Samantha mentally replied. There would be time to cry later and reflect on what she'd done and what she'd continue to have to do. She mentally told herself that they'd captured innocent people and that did make things a bit better. Spying another couple of guards on patrol, she zipped over to them and they were dead before they even knew what hit them. 

Unfortunately, there were more guards that witnessed this. They were at least with it enough to sound the alarm. More guards in black with guns came out of every guard post from around the estate to see what the fuss was about. Samantha extended her forearm 'blades' again in a move that she remembered from the movie Wolverine and charged at the newcomers. Bullets flew at her, some of them even hitting her, but none did any sort of damage to her. In fact, the bullets seemed to just bounce harmlessly off of her. Cool! I'm bullet proof! She thought as she tore into the new arrivals. 

As she methodically worked her way from the front of the estate around one side to the back, she kept her eyes open for any indication as to where Zander and Christina might be stashed with. Her eyes settled onto an old carriage house at the very back of the property and so she made her way there. When she got about a hundred yards away, she saw a bald, portly man go tearing out of a door, past the large car doors, while screaming hysterically. Holy shit, that's that Tullis guy! Then she saw that one of the scorpion creatures was chasing after him. Samantha couldn't help but laugh at the sight. HA! Serves you right, asshole! 

Some of the guards that were closer to Tullis turned their guns onto the scorpion, killing the strange little creature, before surrounding Tullis and getting him away to safety. One was speaking into a microphone attached to his uniform's lapel. Samantha could easily hear the man calling for more reinforcements even at this distance. She let him go; instead focusing on the group of guards that she was in the process of fighting. 

Then, as luck would have it, Zander came out of the same door Tullis had, carrying Christina in his arms. YAY! I FOUND THEM! Samantha thought with glee. Her eyes locked with Zander's. Zander gently lay his wife down onto the ground behind him and settled into a fighting stance. Samantha regarded him with curiosity until she realized that she didn't exactly look like herself. He must think I'm another new creature. Well, let's give him a little surprise, then... 

Samantha ran full speed at him and picked him up into her arms, swinging him around, retracting her arm blades just in time so she didn't skewer him. "ZANDER!" she squealed with glee, happy that he and Christina was alive and well... sort of. Samantha now noticed that they were both totally naked. 

"S-Sam?" Zander blubbered out. He blinked as if he couldn't believe his eyes and ears. 

"Yup! In the flesh... Lurker or otherwise!" Samantha said, setting him back down. She spread out her arms and concentrated a bit, turning the pink Lurker tentacle flesh into her own skin color. "So let's get out of here, huh?" she said, now looking normal and just as naked as her friends were. 

"Wait!" Zander grabbed her forearm and pointed to the closed carriage doors. "Can you get those open? Our people are inside. 

"No problem," Samantha took two long strides and ripped the door right off of its hinges, sending Zander diving for the ground to avoid being hit when she casually flung them back over her shoulder. She saw the pink creature inside with all of the women trapped within it. "Oh my God!" she breathed. Without a second thought, she moved to the nearest one and tried pulling her out. The woman wouldn't budge. Quite the opposite happened in which the pink bulbous creature retracted the naked woman in further until she was completely enveloped. The same happened on down the line. 

Extending her arm blades again, she swiped at the mass of tissue. There was a high pitched scream from the thing itself and multiple moans and yells of pain from each of the women trapped inside. What was worse was that the abrasion she gave it healed instantly. Then a huge pink tentacle punched her in the gut. She barely felt it but it was enough to knock her back a bit. Then smaller tentacles shot out towards her arms and legs in an attempt to grab her. 

Using gymnastic moves that she hadn't used since she was in school and that she didn't know she could pull off in a hurry, Samantha dodged and danced around. She sliced at one and the tentacles retracted amid the multiple screams of pain again. "I can't get them!" she yelled. "Every time I hit this thing it hurts the girls!" 

"Get out of there then! We'll think of something else!" Zander yelled in from the door. 

Samantha needed no further prompting. She turned on her heel and ran back out the door while the Lurker, her Lurker, spoke to her mind. [Analytical] This fusion of our tissue to thrall tissue has linked minds as well... [Outrage] This cannot be allowed to stand with our departed and our thrall's living... [Thoughtful] We will come up with a way to separate the two... 

"Lurky's going to come up with a way to separate the girls from that thing in there." Samantha summed up for them as she picked up Christina and then led the way out to the closest wall. Instead of jumping, she cradled Christina close, dipped her shoulder, and plowed on through to make an opening for Zander. 

[Annoyance] We really dislike that name... 

"And he hates that nickname," she added. 

"You can hear him at this distance?" Christina asked, looking up at her. 

"Clear as a bell!" As they ran into the woods behind the Tullis Estate, Samantha explained what the Lurker did to her and what all she had been able to do so far. 

"Wow..." Christina remarked, "Usually our telepathy with the Lurkers is limited to about a hundred miles in any direction. If we're really on the far side of Metro, we're way outside that range and yet you still can hear him. Your connection with him must be enhanced somehow. Here, put me down, I can walk now." Christina said, chattering away as she looked Samantha up and down. She started poking and prodding all over Samantha's body. "This is really interesting. One would think that you were perpetually sweaty or covered in oil by this gloss you have over the skin and yet it feels no different than Lurker skin outside of the water." 

"It feels like that synthaskin stuff that they use on some vibrators and masturbators these days," Zander quipped. When both girls looked at him he shrugged defensively. "Hey; it was a long dry spell between the two of you with being in the Marines and being deployed and all." 

Christina chuckled and Samantha rolled her eyes. "Look," Samantha said, "we probably need to get going. There's no telling how long it's going to be before those guards that got Tullis out start coming after us." 

"Good idea but how?" Zander said. "Reality check; there's three of us, naked, in the woods, in the middle of Fall, at least a hundred miles or better away from the nearest Lurker, and it's getting colder out. You have an idea on how to get us home?" 

"Good thing I radiate heat, huh?" Samantha smiled at him sweetly, morphed into her black jumpsuit garb, grabbed both of them around the waist and tucked them each under an arm, and took off running at full speed. 

*** 

Chapter 7: 

"You don't know why, you don't know how, 

you don't know when to love again. 

You let me in then shut me out. 

You have to learn to love again..." -Pentatonix, "Love Again" (2014) 

Samantha kept to the same path she'd taken coming south out of Newhaven that stuck to back woods and trails to keep them off the main roads. They were within a few miles when she finally had to stop. She managed to put Zander and Christina down in the middle of a grassy clearing without dropping them before she collapsed onto all fours on the ground, exhausted. 

"Woah," Samantha gasped, suddenly drained of energy. Her biosuit changed from a black jumpsuit to translucent so that it looked like Samantha was totally naked and covered from head to toe in clear massage oil. "I... I feel weird..." she gasped, her breasts now heaving and her nipples standing hard on end. 

"What? What's the matter?" Christina asked with concern. 

"Sex..." Samantha panted, raising up onto her knees with a distant look in her eyes. She started pawing at Zander, reaching for his cock, ass, or whatever else she could get a hand on. "I need sex... now!" 




The Creature Below - Omnibus 02



"Now? What's the rush?" Zander asked, trying to fend her off with very little success. She was just too fast for him now that she had that biosuit of hers. "Can't it wait until we get home?" 

"NO! I can't... It's just..." Samantha's mind was a mess as the need to fuck overcame her. "It's like food or water to survive! I...I can't explain it. I just know it to be and I can't fight it!" 

"You mean like a succubus?" Christina asked, the scientific part of her brain now intrigued by the prospect. "You need the sexual release of yourself and others in order to feed off of it?" 

"Yes! Exactly!" Samantha cried out. She was now on her knees grabbing for Zander as he continued to back up. "Now please! I don't care how you do it but just fuck me! NOW!" She managed to get her hands around Zander, grabbing his ass, and pulling his hips towards her face. 

"Can you even- HOLY FUCK!" Zander shouted out as Samantha's mouth latched onto his cock and sucked hard. The sensation was like fucking one of those blowup dolls with the synthetic flesh but the only difference was that there was a high powered vacuum cleaner attached to it and it was doing the sucking. His hand instinctively wrapped into Samantha's hair to try and pull her off out of fear that his manhood was going to be literally devoured. 

Samantha kept a death grip on Zander's ass while her mouth remained locked over his rapidly hardening cock inside of her mouth. It stretched to full length and burrowed to the back of her throat. She looked up at him submissively as she sucked him to life. Then she found out that this was working for her just as well and so she bobbed her head back and forth a bit along his shaft until he came hard. She swallowed up the streams of cum easily and kept her lips locked around the base of his cock while he shuddered violently over her. 

"OH MY GOD!" Zander doubled over from the intensity of the sudden orgasm. He grabbed onto Samantha who knelt there like an immovable statue while he blew his load deep down her throat. He was thankful that she maintained a tight grip on his ass right at his upper thighs as his legs started to quiver uncontrollably. He was sure he would've been in the grass otherwise. 

Once Zander was done shooting his seed into her mouth, Samantha let him go and he did collapse to the ground. "More," she said in a husky, ragged voice, "I need more." Her eyes locked onto Christina. 

"Come here, dear," Christina said, opening her arms to Samantha. Samantha shuffled over and buried her face into the platinum blonde's pubis and Christina put her hands down on her, cradling her head lovingly. "Easy, take it slow," Christina said in a soothing voice. Christina laid down into the grass while guiding Samantha to follow her with one hand on the girl's cheek. Samantha allowed herself to be led, crawling up on top of Christina until they were laying with their bodies pressed together. Christina spread her legs apart so that Sam could settle their slits against one another. "Now, fuck me." Christina whispered. 

Samantha needed no further invitation. Something clicked inside of her head and she took the lead away from Christina by pinning her hands up above her head. Christina mewed pitifully as Samantha then ground her hips down into her; smashing their clits together. She then slid past and then came back up, making them both gasp and groan in ecstasy. Samantha gradually increased the tempo as their pussies moistened together. She could feel the sexual energy radiating off of Christina and it just drove her on to get more. Finally she was pumping and grinding her hips against her blonde lover in a good, fast rhythm. 

Then the orgasm ripped through Christina. She cried out and wrapped her legs up around Samantha's waist to keep her close. Samantha bucked wildly into Christina as she fed off of her release. When Christina was finally exhausted and spent, she collapsed flat back into the grass, her eyes rolling a bit in her head. 

"More..." Samantha whimpered. "I still need more." 

"I got you covered," Zander said from behind her. "Stay put where you're at." Samantha glanced behind her and saw that he'd gotten back to his feet, unsteady as he was. He knelt down behind Samantha and brought his hardening cock up to her waiting pussy. 

"Oh yes, please, fuck me," Samantha cried, arching her back and lifting her hips up to meet him. "Fuck me hard!" 

The pink tentacle inside of her pussy opened her up like a flower and Zander drove into her. It was another weird sensation like having a latex cock ring that was an inch thick around his base while he was fucking her pussy. It was strangely pleasant and Samantha was much tighter than he'd ever remembered her being. He grabbed her hips and plowed into her good and hard, making her scream with pleasure every time. 

Samantha rocked backwards in time to meet his thrusts, goading him on with "Yes, Yes, Yes..." every time. They fucked with reckless abandon until Zander came again. This time Samantha came right along with him as her pussy gripped him harder than he ever thought possible. Her pussy seemed to have a life of its own as it milked his cock from the base all the way down to the tip in such a quick motion that Zander thought that he might pass out from the intense pleasure of it. 

Spent, Samantha collapsed down onto Christina and Zander soon followed, going to the grass alongside of the two girls. "Thank you," Samantha sighed, finally sated. "Much better now..." she purred, wrapped up in Christina's arms again. 

"That was... unexpected." Zander remarked. 

"Yeah, but that was a lot of fun." Christina smiled at him while idly stroking Samantha's hair. 

* 

Since they were considerably closer now, Zander had mentally called Aden and Beth for a pickup since it was near impossible to move Samantha as she lay curled up into a ball in the middle of the clearing, sleeping. He liked to think of himself as strong and he'd had no problem manhandling Samantha before, but now it was like trying to move a marble slab. "It's like she gained a ton in weight or something," he complained after the most recent attempt to lift her. 

"Maybe it has something to do with that special tentacle that's acting like a biosuit now," Christina said. "Her body has gone into some kind of hibernation mode and maybe it somehow increased her weight or mass or something? I don't know. I'd have to do more research back home." 

"Well, at any rate, it is a good thing she puts out a ton of heat otherwise we'd be fucked... and not in a fun way," Zander said, making his own observation. 

Christina wasn't paying him any attention as she was still trying to figure out Samantha's new state. "I wonder if it is some kind of defense mechanism? She had sex. She admitted that she was sated. She relaxed for a bit afterwards. Then she curled up and fell asleep. Only then was she impossible to move." 

"My wife: the scientist," Zander rolled his eyes. 

"You love me anyway," Christina stuck her tongue out at him. 

Zander was half tempted to jump his wife right then and there for that raspberry but the sound of an SUV coming down one of the paths foiled that plan. Half ready for another fight, Zander got to his feet but relaxed when he saw that it was their friends. Beth rushed out of the vehicle with a blanket to wrap around them both while Aden casually walked up and shook Zander's hand. "One helluva day," he said somberly. "Look man... I..." 

Holding up his hand, Zander stopped him. "I don't fault you for going to check on Beth, man. There's nothing to forgive. I would've done the same. Hell, I did do the same it just turned out differently for me. So don't think anything of it." 

"Thanks," Aden said, pulling him into a quick bro hug before Beth got to them and got the blanket over Zander's shoulders. "So what do we do with your sleeping beauty here?" 

"Fuck if I know," Zander admitted. "You think the four of us can get her in the back of your car?" 

It took them a half hour but they managed to get Samantha into the SUV. Then at Beth's direction they drove back to her and Aden's house. They'd explained that the baby was being watched by Nicole for the night since she was safer further up the mountain. Tonight's priority was to take care of everyone by order of the Ancient One. Once there they backed up to the lake and rolled Samantha into the lake where the Lurker took over and took her down below. 

[Commanding] Rest... [Informative] We will care for this one... 

"Never argue with the big boss," Aden said to Zander's harrumph and the girls' light laughter. "He kept us apprised as to what was going on once Samantha got down to you all." 

"Tullis has this damn creature of his own," Zander said, shaking his head as they all turned back and headed for the house. "It has our people in it still. Sam tried to get them out but she couldn't get to them." 

"Yeah, we saw it on the video he sent us demanding our surrender." Aden shook his head in disbelief. "What the hell was that thing?" 

"What was left of a Lurker after Tullis and his goons got to it. He's mutated it somehow to use humans to power it and to birth those Seekers of his." 

"Seekers?" 

Zander indicated his back. "Those damn creatures that latch onto you and mind control you." He shuddered at the memory of that thing on him and Christina. "It was like being a zombie. You're in your own mind seeing what is going on and you're unable to do anything," he said with a haunted look in his eyes. "Tullis accuses us of being mind-controlled by the Lurkers and enslaving our own kind but..." his voice trailed off. "Fuck, I don't know what to think." 

"Then don't," Beth said, leading them into the house. "Let Aden and I take care of you two tonight and help you forget." She took Zander by the hand while Aden gestured for Christina to proceed ahead of him as they went for the living room. 

Beth gently pushed Zander on the shoulder to get him to sit on the couch. Not wanting to do anything, Zander allowed himself to be pushed down. Beth sank to her knees in front of him, opened up his blanket toga that he'd fashioned, and took his cock into her mouth while starting to shrug out of her clothes. 

Aden, in the meantime, had Christina lay out on the other couch face down where he proceeded to give her a deep, intense, full body massage while they watched Beth and Zander go at it. 

Watching his wife get rubbed down by his best friend, and then seeing said best friend's wife lift her now bare tits up while she sucked him off got Zander hard in a hurry. Beth slid her hands up his chest and tweaked his nipples a bit before sliding them back down. When he was at full hardness, she stood up to wiggle out of her pants real quick before climbing up onto his lap. She placed her hands on his broad shoulders and then lowered herself onto his waiting hardness. 

Relax, she mentally told him, moving her hands around to the back of his neck while placing her forehead against his. Let go of your pain and enjoy the moment. She started to grind her hips down against his, slowly moving his cock inside of her. The tips of her breasts grazed against his hard chest. Zander reveled in the feel of her supple skin against his as he leaned back into the couch and cleared his mind until only the feeling of passion remained. He could feel Christina's lustful gaze on them from across the room and he could feel her relaxing as Aden's hands worked all over her body. 

Then he felt another wave of erotic pleasure come from his wife. He opened his eyes long enough to see Aden, now naked, mounting her from behind. Zander let out a lustful groan at the sight of watching her get taken from behind. It was much better, in his opinion, than seeing that... that thing attached to her from earlier. 

Stop thinking about that! Beth mentally chided him. He felt her hands on his jaw as she turned his head to face her. Beth continued to cup his face before tenderly touching her lips to his and kissing him passionately. She pressed her body to his, continuing to rotate her hips back and forth to move her pussy up and down his shaft. Hold me! she told him in their minds. 

Zander pushed the thoughts of his and Christina's abduction back and focused on Beth. He slid his hands around her waist and down her backside to grab a hold of her nice, round ass. Beth let out a raspy "Yes," as she squeezed his cock with her pussy in return. "Just let go." She whispered into his ear as she nuzzled his neck. "Let it out." 

Between the pheromones the four of them were throwing out and Beth's expert fucking, Zander was unable to hold out anymore. He let out a strangled cry as his cock exploded inside of his best friend's wife. "YES!" Beth cried out, slamming herself down onto his shaft one last time and letting her pussy flutter, gripping and releasing his cock in time with its throbbing. She continued to hold him tight, both physically and sexually, as Zander met his release. When he finally slumped back, Beth stayed in place, lying against his chest and running a hand up through his hair. "Enjoy?" she asked, looking up at him. 

"Yes, but you didn't come, did you?" he asked. When she shook his head, he was concerned and started to go into giving mode for her. 

Beth stopped him by placing a hand on his chest and gently pushing him back. "This is for you and Christina. Aden and I will take care of each other later. For now this is for you two to enjoy." She said, lying back down onto him and turning her head so that she could watch her husband continue to fuck Christina. 

Zander slipped his arms around Beth, holding her there while he watched as well. Aden had Christina up on all fours and was rhythmically pounding her while holding one hand around her stomach and another up on her tits. Every so often, Zander would feel Beth grip his cock, still inside of her and semi-hard, with her pussy to goad it back to life. When he was hard again she stayed in place and only fucked him by flexing and releasing the muscles in her loins, making Zander groan each time. 

Aden, in the meantime, was thrusting into Christina just right to make her come to a screaming climax. When her arms and legs finally gave out, Aden pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back to start all over again by massaging her front side. After another long, sensual massage, Aden parted Christina's legs slightly to bury his face into her pussy. The moment his tongue attacked her clit, Christina was arching her back, gripping the upholstery, and screaming to the ceiling in ecstasy. 

* 

Samantha awoke to total darkness. Alarmed, she looked around and noticed that she was submerged in water. She was breathing normally and then she noticed that she was trussed up and spread eagled. Then the eerie glow and radiant warmth of Beth and Aden's Lurker filled the underwater cavern. Letting out a sigh of relief, Samantha relaxed. She was back in Newhaven's lake in the lair of her interesting benefactor. 

[Intrigued] Welcome back, we see that your first foray with our augments met with mixed success... the Lurker said to her in her mind. [Analytical] Your augments have had an interesting side effect... while you were dormant we examined the effects and while human sustenance will still be beneficial to you, your enhanced sexual prowess will be even more beneficial... 

"Uhm, thanks... I think..." Samantha said uncertainly. "So what now?" 

[Commanding] We have looked upon the abomination that the creature known as 'Tullis' has made... this cannot be allowed to exist... you will destroy it... 

"But what about those people inside!" she protested, "They might die! We have to release them first!" 

[Pandering] Of course we shall release them first... [Thoughtful] There might be a way to undo the fusion that has occurred but it will require more testing... [Commanding] In the meantime, you shall be our living avatar... our harbinger... our voice to your kind... [Tenderly] You will bring our word to your kind and prepare them for our arrival... 

"A-arrival?" Samantha asked, wondering what that meant. She was instantly bombarded with images of Lurkers all over the world and then some that were further out, up in the air... no... up in space. "A colony ship?" she breathed. 

[Pride] Our thralls have given our navigators the means to enter this planet's thick atmosphere... we shall successfully land others of our kind here this time... The Lurker said, giving Samantha images of comet strikes that have hit the earth ranging from the one that killed the dinosaurs and sterilized the Lurkers to the recent one that exploded over Russia. [Commanding] While you are out learning of your abilities you will make contact with other species... humans... vampirics... angelics... lycans... faes... hybirds... demonics... aquatics... it told her, giving her images of each in turn. 

Samantha got pictures in her head of Vampires, Angels, Werewolves and other Were-creatures, fairies, Minotaurs and other beastmen, succubae and other demon looking creatures, merfolk, and others that she didn't even know what the hell they were. "What will you have me do?" 

[Commanding] Contact them... talk to them... be with them... learn from them... recruit from them as we now need more than just caretakers to help us... [Remorse] We now need warriors to protect us... 

"I understand," Samantha said, a new sense of purpose growing within her. "I won't fail you." 

[Pride] We know... 

* 

The next morning, Zander and Christina were on the dock by the lake waiting for Samantha to come back up from the Lurker's lair. Samantha broke out of the surface of the water like a missile and landed easily onto the wooden dock in front of them. She looked naked at first and then her body shimmered as the black cat jumpsuit came back. "Where's the mayor and his wife at?" she asked, looking around. 

"In town, getting a new town council going since our last one has been captured," Zander said. 

"We're housesitting and babysitting for them for the day," Christina added. "So Lurky... er... the Ancient One, says that you're leaving us?" 

"Yeah," Samantha said with a touch of sadness. "Sorry to drop in for the weekend and leave like this." 

"So what are you going to do now?" Zander asked, smiling at the quip. 

Samantha shrugged, "I don't know," she admitted. "I have been shown this wondrous new world and I have so much to learn. The Ancient One has put me into contact with others of its kind and it wants me to learn from them and their thralls. I'm also to go see Aden's brother and sister in Metro first. I'm probably going to go get some combat training from them first since I bungled around a lot my first time. I... I just have so much to see and do and not a lot of time to do it in." 

She found herself smiling. "I'll doing something like the two of you have done; find another wayward soul to recruit to help protect the Lurkers like I'm doing now." 

"Going it alone, huh?" Zander said with a half grin. 

"I'll be lonely again... for now... until I can find others to be with me to help in the cause. Like the Lurker said; we need warriors now to help protect them." 

Christina stepped up and gave her a big hug. "You can come back here anytime for a rest. We owe you our lives." They hugged for a moment before Christina finally stepped back to let Zander in. 

Zander stuck out his hand to shake hers at first then just pulled her into a big hug as well. "Thank you," he said. 

"You're welcome... consider it payback for what I put you through." 

"No," Zander shook his head, "you did far more than just that." He kissed her on the cheek, which still felt a bit strange with her new second skin. "You come back here whenever you need a place to stay. Our door is always open and if we're full up we will share the bed with you." 




The Creature Below - Omnibus



There was movement in her belly and Beth froze in fear as she could feel the creature's spawn moving inside of her womb. They were slowly moving around and she could actually feel little pinprick brushes of their tiny minds to hers just like the creature. [happy] Hiiee! [playful] Hel-lo! They both sounded like children in her head. Then she felt their need to feed. The creature mentally reassured her that this was all normal. 

At least they weren't calling her 'mom'; Beth wasn't sure if she'd be able to take that. Tears misted in her eyes and she cried softly inside of her breathing mask as she was not sure if she'd be able to handle birthing these things. 

Briefly, she wondered why she had the urge to eat and drink again yet not have the urge to perform 'other' bodily functions. The creature gave her mental images that her waste was removed from her bladder and rectum while she slept and deposited elsewhere in the lake. The detached scientific part of Beth's mind had to admit that that was an efficient way to go about things. 

The creature extended the feeding tube through her breathing mask. Beth latched onto it with her mouth and proceeded to suck the sweet nectar from it. A sudden alarming, horrifying thought ran through her head at the thought that she'd done it purely on instinct. Moments later she didn't care as the intoxicating nectar spurted into her mouth for her to consume. 

Once she drank her fill, the feeding tentacle retreated and the ones in her pussy and ass flared to life. At the same time, her breasts were kneaded and massaged. What the hell, she thought, oh come on, I'm already knocked up with your spawn! She mentally projected to the thing. 

[amusement] Nurturing... Growth... It replied as it continued stimulating her body. She had visions of prenatal vitamins at a pharmacy and of the creatures inside of her abdomen feeding off of them. Beth remembered that they said that they were hungry. She'd just assumed that they were already feeding off of her body somehow while in her uterus. 

"Oh god," she gurgled as the pleasure spread over her again like a blanket. Beth wasn't sure how much more of this she could manage as the throbbing between her legs intensified. Two more tentacles snaked through the water towards her to gently caress her bare pubic area. Her body jerked with an involuntary spasm as the tentacles lightly touched her smooth skin. The pressure on her clit pulsated while her nipples were pinched, sending waves of erotic heat over her. 

The blobs advanced again, traveling up the tentacle lodged inside of her tight pussy. Beth's chest heaved as she breathed hard. Her whole body tingled with anticipation of the impending climax once the blobs reached her. The rational part of her brain wanted this to be over. The pleasure part of her brain told the rational part to shut the fuck up. 

"OOOOHHHHHH!" Beth cried out in ecstasy as she arched her back and splayed her thighs as wide as she could to welcome the nurturing fluid into her body. She felt a twinge in her pussy as the mass of thick liquid was forced into her. Her body jerked as it was wracked with pleasure when the orgasm smashed into her even harder than before. Her vaginal walls clamped down hard around the tentacle inside of it, milking it for the fluid inside. The tentacle pumped its fluid in spurts directly into her waiting womb sending wave after wave of erotic pleasure crashing over her with each one. 

Beth's body tensed as she continued riding out the never-ending orgasm. It was then over almost as soon as it had begun. When she finally relaxed, head lolling forward in the water, she felt totally drained but her body was humming once again from the mind blowing sex, if one could call it that. Her heart was pounding so hard that she swore that it was going to burst. The tentacles inside of her stilled and the ones covering her breasts stilled. Delirious and hungry again, she couldn't help but wonder why as the creature just fed her not that long ago. 

[educating] Body Works Harder... the creature told her as it extended the feeding tentacle inside of her breathing mask. Beth numbly took it into her mouth to start sucking on it to free the nectar. The creature showed her images of all of her nourishment going straight to her abdomen to care for the offspring. She was wondering how this creature came to be in the first place as she fed. The thoughts were soon pushed from her mind as she suckled on the sweet nectar from the creature once again. 

[calm] Sleep... More Later... the creature rumbled gently as it retracted the feeding tentacle. Beth was happy to oblige as she slipped back into unconsciousness. 

* 

"AHHHH!" Beth cried out as she awoke to a sudden sharp cramp in her abdomen. She doubled over in pain but was snapped back into position from the creature's binding tentacles. Another cramp followed the first. Oh god... they're coming, she thought fearfully. 

[pride] It Is Time... the creature told her. It rotated Beth so that she was in a reclining position. It parted and stretched her legs out wide. It allowed her arms to float freely to each of her sides, but still kept them wrapped up. Beth had a feeling that she was in a gyno's chair. The tentacle inside of her pussy shrank in size and slid out of her. At the same time, the tentacles covering her breasts retracted. She felt goose bumps arise all over as her sensitive parts were once again exposed to the water. The three tentacles went down to her crotch where the ones on her breasts spread her pussy lips wide and the vaginal tentacle merely hovered there, waiting. 

"AH!" Beth screamed as another round of contractions hit her and she went with the urge to bear down. Another couple of contractions later and she felt relief as suddenly something popped out of her. The waiting tentacle next to her pussy caught it and sent it floating up Beth's body toward her chest. She couldn't get a good look at it as another wave of contractions came. Her face scrunched up as she gritted her teeth and bore down. Another pop as another thing came out of her and she sagged with relief while gasping for air. No more cramps or contractions came. That wasn't so bad, she thought as she'd imagine that it'd be a lot worse. A scene from Aliens played in her mind 

[amusement] Perfected Method... the creature told her while giving her flashes of their history with humans. Its kind had indeed perfected the method in which to reproduce, making it as pleasurable and comfortable for their human hosts as possible. After all, it was easier to repeat the process later on when the hosts are willing. 

The smaller creatures that she'd just birthed swam up to her breasts and latched on. Beth looked at them with wide eyes as each one took their own tit to suckle on. Right, she thought, feeding. She was too exhausted to say anything. However, she watched with morbid fascination as they tiny things wrapped their tentacles around her breasts and began to squeeze them from base to tip while their tiny mouths sucked on her nipples. Oh my god they're milking me! The sensation was oddly pleasurable for her and her eyes fluttered close as she let out a lusty moan. 

She opened her eyes back up when she felt herself moving. The creature was putting her back into her original position. Beth let out a squeak when a tentacle invaded her pussy once more. The tentacles that had been on her breasts snaked back up to cup them, holding them in place for the feeding offspring. She looked down and saw that her belly was still swollen, albeit it was down to the six month pregnancy size. The tentacles in her ass and pussy began to pulse and throb again. 

WHAT? AGAIN? Her mind screamed out as the creature resumed fucking her. NO! 

[educating] More Needed... Not Many Survive... the creature responded. She was greeted with images of the offspring meeting all kinds of grisly ends; caught in fishing nets, mistaken for squid, octopi, and jellyfish and therefore killed, caught in boat propellers, natural disasters, man-made disasters... the list went on. Beth got the impression that one in about every hundred survive to make a new lair elsewhere in the world. One in about every one hundred of those were then killed off by those who would hunt them down or some other calamity. 

Beth had a sinking feeling that she was going to be down in this underwater cave for a long while. Minutes later she wasn't thinking of such things as she was screaming her head off with another mind-blowing orgasm. 

* 

The cycle continued for four more times until there were a total of ten creatures birthed. The creature was massaging her belly with flattened tentacles while the last two of its offspring totally drained her breasts of milk. It felt good, but Beth was numb all over. She didn't have any clue how long she had been a captive breeder for the creature. Her mind was sluggish and her limbs felt like Jell-O. She did manage to note that her body was returning back to its normal proportions and that made her feel a bit better. Even her ass and pussy were back to their original tightness. The creature explained to her that it was a by-product of its secretions. There was a time that it was regarded as the fountain of youth. 

Beth stored the information in her head for future use and possible research. Right now all she was thinking about resting for a week after this was all over. She was tired and sore to the point that she swore that she'd be walking bow-legged for a month. 

The creatures sucking on her breasts finished, expressed their gratitude to her, and swam off toward the creature. Beth felt an odd sense of longing now that her breasts were bare again. They didn't remain that way for long. Tentacles moved toward her to start assaulting them while the tentacles that were massaging her belly went back for her crotch. Her arms and legs were suddenly splayed out spread-eagle. She jerked when the two tentacles penetrated her pussy and ass hard simultaneously. Beth looked at the creature with wide-eyed fear. "I thought that we were through," she cried out. 

The walls reverberated as the creature chuckled again. [amusement][gratitude] This Is... How Humans Say... One For Road... It flashed images to her of other humans getting the most exquisite sex of their lives. 

Beth suddenly understood as the tentacles inside of her now started actively thrusting as opposed to their mere throbbing and pulsating earlier. There was to be one last orgasm and the creature was doing it entirely for her benefit as a way of saying 'thank you for the use of your body'. It was how it and its kind were able to continue propagating their species through the use of humans. 

More tentacles came out to tease her erogenous zones all over her body. Two snaked around the base of her breasts to gently squeeze while the two that had started earlier were rhythmically flicking at her nipples. She let out a deep, guttural moan as she unconsciously rolled her head back and arched her back. Another tentacle found its way to her cleavage and started to vibrate while one wrapped her floating hair up to keep her head in that position. There were a few more teasing her around her pelvis. Another one was vibrating against her shaven mound. A couple even ran up and down her back like a lover's embrace. Beth's mouth felt empty. To her horror and surprise she was opening and closing it like a gaping fish; she actually wanted her mouth filled with something. The creature got the idea and shoved the feeding tentacle down her mouth and throat and proceeded to fuck her orally with it. 

Beth was in heaven as all of her pleasure zones were stimulated as one. Her body seemed to take on a life of its own as it gently swayed in the water responding to the tantalizing touches. The tentacles inside of her increased in speed and soon she was whimpering with pleasure constantly as the one in her pussy constantly hit her g-spot. 

Her body tensed and her eyes scrunched tight. Her muscles strained and relaxed as she was pleasured all over. She was breathing hard to the point of panting through flared nostrils. The creature sensed her impending climax and had all three tentacles inside of her start to throb and spurt at the same time. Beth's eyes bugged out at the sudden gush of fluids into her. The tentacle in her mouth just blew its nectar straight down her throat so far that she didn't even need to swallow. Beth screamed and her world went white as her body exploded into the best orgasm ever. 

Beth's body jerked involuntarily and she thrashed uncontrollably in the water as the orgasm took over her nerve and motor function. The creature continued fucking and stimulating her the entire time as the orgasm continued on and on. Her abdomen felt as if it were doing crunches on their own and her breasts heavy as they swelled to the point that she thought that they were going to burst from just the orgasmic sensation alone. Her screams of ecstasy continued on until her throat was raw. 

Even when she relaxed and hung limp in the creature's tentacles, Beth's body continued to tremble and shudder from the pure bliss that it had just experienced. Numbly, Beth realized that through this entire process the creature was just holding back of to what it could do to the human body. The orgasms at first had only been warm ups and the orgasms that happened since were just merely by-products of its reproduction cycle. This was its full ability to please a human woman. 

She didn't want to admit it but damn that felt good. 

Beth normally felt drained at first as she had been every time after an orgasm but this time was different; she felt energized and renewed as if she could run a marathon. She looked up at the creature with a questioning look. [educating] Vitalizing Nectar... it rumbled softly as Beth got images of energy drinks in her head. 

The tentacles, save for the one wrapped around her waist and the one acting as her breathing mask, all retreated. For the first time since being drug down to the creature's underwater lair she could move her arms and legs on her own again. [calm]Time To Go Back... it told her as it pushed her out of the cave. 

Beth felt the cool water hit her body as she left the cave at the bottom of the lake. She blinked her eyes as the sunlight from the surface hit her. The creature shot her up to the surface just as fast as it did when he drug her down in the first place. Beth's body broke the surface near the cabin and the tentacles took her all the way to the shore. Once she was lying on the beach five feet from her towel and beach bag, the tentacles unwrapped themselves off of her and retreated back into the water. 

She laid there on her stomach on the beach for a while, unable to move. The sun was directly overhead while she stayed motionless for a minute trying to catch her breath. Everything was bright at first as her eyes readjusted. Her brain was going a mile a minute as she processed what had happened. Beth then let out a wail of anguish, fists pounding the sand as she realized that she'd just helped birth ten more of those things in the water. She curled into a tight ball, hugging her knees and cried for a good ten minutes. 

Beth managed to get ahold of herself as another thought hit her. She scrambled over to the bag to get her watch. Her eyes went wide when she read the date display on it. "Five Days," she breathed with horror. She'd been down there for nearly a week! That creature had used her for that long? She looked back toward the water in fright as if the creature's tentacles would be coming back up for her soon. Instead, she saw big, leafy looking lily pads in the center of the lake that hadn't been there before. 

The creature's voice rumbled in her mind. [calm] Must Sleep Now... Recharge... it told her. She got images in her head of the creature doing this before; taking humans down to use them for the process before returning them to the surface. The lily pads were the creature's solar receptors as it harnessed the sun much like photosynthesis. It couldn't sustain the process for anything over a week as it has to produce the nectar, prepare the seeds, and instruct the new young during its sleep cycles. It had only used her for five days as it expended a lot of energy to snag her and keep her restrained. Besides, humans wear out eventually and the creature could not sustain them underwater indefinitely. 

Beth frowned at the 'preparation of the seed' point. [instructing] Need Both To Reproduce... it said. She noted that the creature was communicating clearer and in longer sentences now. She was shown the process. It needed the seed from human men and the ova from human women in order to make a new creature. They injected their own DNA into the male sperm and used the sperm as a delivery system into the female eggs. The most efficient process was to take a male/female pair of humans below so that the creature did not have to use up the sperm reserves that it builds up over the years. Beth got visions of multiple couples being taken down for the process. 

[sleepy] Will Contact When Needed Again... the creature told her. 

Beth shook her head vigorously. "NO!" She screamed out to the water, gathering up her towel in front of her body as if she could somehow use it to shield herself from the creature. "Leave me alone! You kidnapped me! You RAPED me!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. 

[guilt][regret][sorrow] Was Necessary... We Needed To Reproduce... was the reply she got. She was shown that the people who had rented the cabin house from her parents usually were willing participants. The recent onslaught of natural disasters around the world killed off many of its kind; more so than usual. The creature and the others like it were now in reproduction overdrive since their numbers had dwindled considerably in the last year alone. [sorrow] Caretakers and Donors Not Here For Some Time... it then showed her the cabin lying empty for some time. 

Beth felt a twinge of regret on that since even her and her parents had not come here for a vacation for some time due to the economy. She got glimpses of the regular renters not coming for same reason even though they heard the creature calling out for them. [despair] Need New Caretakers... 

Wait... Caretakers? Beth thought. The creature showed it images of her parents, nude, entering the water hand-in-hand to be taken down below. Beth scrunched her eyes up and shook her head. It wasn't possible. There was no way that her parents could be party to this creature's machinations. "NO!" she screamed in denial at what she'd seen, tearing for the house. "NOOOOOOOOO!" 

*** 

Chapter 3: Friends on a Beach 

* 

A/N: Originally published 12/11/13 under my former screen name. 

* 

Nicole bounded into the apartment that she shared with her college roommate, Christine, eager to get her swimsuit and beach bag. Christine was on the couch, engrossed in yet another textbook for a course that she planned on taking for the second half of the summer semester. "What's got you so excited?" she asked, looking up from the book, curious. But the redhead didn't even stop as she went by straight to her room to get her things. 

"Found out from my boyfriend about this new beach that opened up earlier in the season!" Nicole's excited voice came back from her room. "Ya gotta come with me to check it out! It's this semi-private clothing optional beach up the coast. He might meet us there later. He's been dying to meet you." She blurted out in a rush. 

Christina half heard her. "Pass," she mumbled, going back to her reading. "I got studying to do." She'd been a bit depressed since her best friend on the swim team, Bethany, graduated last semester. Christina busied herself in her schoolwork ever since. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus



Not that that would deter Nicole, however. "Oh come on Chrissy! I don't want to go alone! It'll be fun and besides, you need to get out and enjoy the sun some more!" she said, coming out with her vibrant red hair done up in a ponytail, already dressed in her red bikini that showed off her curves, her voluptuous breasts, and her fair skin tone perfectly. Christina caught the glimpse of her roommate's blue gemmed naval ring that seemed to stand out in contrast to the swimsuit. "It's the weekend, you don't have to work, and you have at least a week before the Summer-Two session starts! Besides, you've been moping around here since Bethany graduated. You need to get out." 

Christina sighed as she tucked an errant strand of her platinum blond hair behind her ear. She just knew that this would be coming. Nicole practically defined the terms 'Wild Redhead' and 'Party Girl'. They'd been friends since high school and she was always attempting to drag Christina out of her proverbial shell. The two of them were practically opposites; Nicole was friendly and outgoing. Christina was shy and reluctant (borderline 'uptight' as Nicole had put it once). Nicole wanted to have a good time with anyone and everyone and all Christina wanted to do was curl up with a book in front of a fireplace somewhere. "You used the same argument back at spring break." 

"And look at how much fun we had down in Cancun!" Nicole said excitedly. "Come on! You got to get out, see the world, let your hair down a bit, and maybe meet somebody! Hell, when's the last time you'd ever been out on a date with anyone let alone get laid?" 

'Not long enough...' Christina thought. She managed to let Nicole coerce her into hooking up with someone during spring break and the experience was rather disappointing. Christina had no desire to hop into bed with anyone else anytime soon. She sighed again. "You're not going to let up until I say yes, are you?" 

"Nope" Nicole said with a smile. 

"Why do you even need me to come along? Partying is your thing and you never have any trouble fitting in anywhere." 

"Because, this is new and I want you there." Nicole said. "Besides, think of all the hot guys we get to ogle all without their clothes on!" she added with a wolfish grin. "It won't be bad. It's clothing optional and you can even keep your suit on. You'll be fine! Come on, please?" Nicole was practically begging now. 

"Alright, alright," Christina finally relented. "Let me go get my swimsuit." 

* 

A half hour later they were pulling Christina's car into the visitor's parking lot of the Beach Resort called "Back to Nature". The place was in a secluded locale way outside of town. The last five miles of the private road off of the highway leading up to this place didn't have any other signs of life on it. In fact, if Nicole didn't already know which road to take from a friend of hers, they probably wouldn't have even found the place. 

They parked the car, grabbed their bags, and walked up to the entryway of the resort. Christina had opted for a pale blue one-piece swimsuit that had a peek-a-boo hole for her modest B Cup cleavage and was cut to show a lot of thigh. She was curvy in the right places, a bit on the lean athletic side, and didn't have nearly the hips or the bust that Nicole had, but she still managed to turn heads whenever she went out into public. Once Nicole had got her out of the apartment, Christina did start enjoying the day. After all, they were both 21 and about to start their senior year of college. So this summer would probably be the last to have some fun for a long time. 

They both paused when they got to the gated entryway. Banks of lockers lined either side and there was a guard shack at the turnstile that admitted entry. Christina gaped at all of the people already there taking clothes off and putting them in the lockers before simply walking into the resort with nothing more than the key bracelet and a pair of sandals on. That's when they saw the sign that proclaimed the place a total nude beach resort. Christina glared daggers at Nicole. "'Clothing optional', huh?" 

"Oh okay... so I was a bit 'off' on my information. Remember, I heard it from my boyfriend." Christina continued to glare. "Ok, I lied. I thought that this would be good for you, alright?" Nicole admitted, "Besides, this'll still be fun! Live a little!" Nicole defended herself while grabbing Christina by the hand and leading her over to the nearest lockers. Without hesitation, Nicole reached behind her to unsnap the top of her bikini to let her large C cup breasts jiggle free. Her bottoms followed soon after, revealing her perfectly shaved pussy for all to see. She felt a little thrill at the few guys nearby who suddenly looked their way and she gave them a coy smile in return. 

Christina, however, was a bit tense. She turned towards the lockers and peeled her swimsuit off, trying to remain as covered for as long as she could. She hoped that Nicole was hogging most of the attention while she stripped. Her nipples perked up as they were kissed by the light breeze coming up from the ocean. She blushed as she finished taking her suit off and stuffed it into the locker along with their bags as they noticed the sign barring any personal items or containers from entry. 

They took the woven slippers provided in the locker, slipping them on in lieu of their own sandals. Nicole grabbed the entrance fee from her purse that they'd need as guests, grabbed the key bracelet to slip the loop over her wrist, and closed the locker up. She smiled at her friend's nakedness. At Nicole's insistence since High School, Christina kept herself shaved as well for a better fit in her swim suit while she was on swim teams. She hoped that this little outing would loosen Chrissie up a bit. Christina had a great body, if only she'd trust herself with it a bit more. 

The two of them walked up to the guard shack. With the current crowd entering, they were the last ones in line. Once it was their turn, Nicole paid the fee for them both and started for the turnstile. The guard held them up. "You both will need to read the rules and regulations on the sign there, sign these waiver forms, and submit to a full search as you're both first time guests of the park." He explained as he handed over two clipboards before stepping out of the booth. 

"Search!? What kind of search!?" Christina asked with alarm. She then got the idea when she saw the guard put on a pair of latex gloves. "But we're already naked!" she protested. 

"It's on the rules and people can sneak things in. I have to also ensure that no non-natural item comes into the resort, miss." The Guard pointed out the rules board. 

"What about these slippers that we found in the lockers?" Christina asked. 

"All natural fibers," the guard said nonchalantly. 

"Here, I'll go first." Nicole said, stepping up to him and spreading her arms and legs out as if she were being checked at the airport, giving the guard a good view of her body. 

"If you could, please place your hands up on the wall and bend forward just a bit." The guard asked. When Nicole complied, he then took the scrunchie out of her hair, letting her red locks fall down across her back. He paused at her belly to remove the naval ring, and then finally probed her pussy, finding her nice and wet. The guard fingered her for a moment, probing around inside of her tight pussy before pulling out. He didn't even bother using the lotion provided for the anal search. His two fingers, slick from her juices, slid easily up her ass. Nicole hummed a bit, actually enjoying being searched like this. It gave her an even bigger thrill. 

Then it was Christina's turn. Christina was actually shaking with nervousness as she placed her hands up on the wall as Nicole had. Her own hair tie was removed that allowed her platinum blonde hair to fall down her back. Then her earrings were taken. The guard changed gloves and then was feeling her up between her legs. She trembled and bit her lip as she felt his gloved fingers probe into her inner most folds; first one finger, then two. She blushed with embarrassment as her own body betrayed her by going wet at the man's touch. Even her nipples perked up a bit. 

He was then out of her pussy, satisfied with his search, and was then attempting to search her virginal back passage. He frowned when Christina tensed up and he had no choice but to use the lubricant on her. The guard smeared it generously over his glove and gently probed her ass with his fingers. Soon he managed to slide his fingers up into her. Christina wiggled uncomfortably as she felt his fingers feel up around her anus. She squeezed her eyes and whimpered as it seemed that he was feeling around inside of her ass even longer than he was inside of her pussy. 

Finally finished the guard pulled out of the trembling blond, stood up, and tossed the gloves into the trash can. "Thank you, ladies." He said professionally. "Please review the rules before you go in. Entry implies consent to the rules." He took their now signed waivers and went back into the booth. "Please enjoy your stay." 

Nicole smiled at him and Christina managed a shaky nod as they walked up to the rules board. "Back to Nature Nudist Beach and Resort, LLC... Legalese, Legalese, Legalese... Only all natural organic foods, beverages, and products allowed in. Yap, yap, yap... Only staff allowed to wear company approved uniforms while on the premises..." Nicole muttered as she skimmed over everything. "Only metals allowed by guests are locker bracelet keys and member bracelets..." She continued to read on that only those materials provided by nature were allowed within the fenced boundaries, hence why all guests and members were required to utilize the lockers outside. "Wow... everything here is natural including all-natural condoms that can be found at any restroom, cabana, hut, or bar. Morning-After pills are provided at the First Aid station for those wishing to remain all natural during sexual acts. Cool!" 

She glossed over the philosophy of the resort that pretty much said that a peaceful, hedonistic lifestyle that included the free sharing of one's mind, body and spirit. To freely give pleasure to others... et cetera, et cetera... Nicole was ready to get to the beach and she was sure that Christina wanted to get away from the guard. So she grabbed the blonde's hand and led her through the turnstile. 

Once they were away from the entry station, Christina leaned in to Nicole. "That was humiliating..." she whispered. 

"Oh come on, it wasn't that bad. Hell, it couldn't have been much worse than being frisked by Airport Security." Nicole shrugged. 

"At least I had clothes on then!" 

The two of them walked the path down to the beach. Once there they saw the sprawling landscape. "Wow..." Nicole commented. "It looks like Florida! Or maybe even Hawaii." Whoever owned the place sure did put forth the effort of making it look authentic from the white sandy beaches all the way to the palm trees and thatch huts. Walkways wove in and out of the small forest that lined the beach that were made of stone and had all wood handrails. 

They walked along the beach to find a spot to claim for some sunbathing. Nicole was busy ogling the good looking men and women, but also sizing up the average looking ones. Christina managed to look down at the ground and not blush too much from embarrassment. Eventually they found a bit of a secluded grassy cove for them to stretch out at. Christina managed to relax once they were away from the main thoroughfare. She stretched out alongside of Nicole and the two chatted for a bit. They went out to the water and swam some before ultimately returning to their area for a bit of a nap. 

Christina woke up to feel someone's hands on her, rubbing her backside down with suntan lotion. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Nicole. Nicole held up a half coconut shell that had the lotion in it. "I found this up by the bar. All natural sunblock; Cool, huh?" 

"Yes it is..." Christina agreed, closing her eyes and laying her head back down on her arms. "Mmmmm... Please continue..." she purred as Nicole worked it into her back, butt, and legs. 

Nicole obliged her by making sure every inch of her best friend's back was well oiled. Once she finished her task, she nudged Christina in the ribs to get her to roll over. Once Christina was on her back Nicole continued all the while feasting on Nicole's nakedness. Nicole took her time on Christina's legs. She slowly worked her way up the blonde's inner thighs to her shaven cleft. 

Christina gasped and looked up in shock when Nicole parted her pussy lips to slide a finger inside. It wasn't the first time either of them had done anything sexual together. They've experimented many times before. What shocked Christina was that Nicole was doing it out in the open. They were practically in public. She started to cross her legs but Nicole just smiled at her, winked, and pushed them back apart. "Relax, okay?" she said. Christina bit her lip, nodded, and lay her head back down feeling really self-conscious. 

Nicole sensed her tensing up. She continued putting lotion all over Christina's skin, pausing at her friend's pert breasts and hard nipples. She tweaked them just a bit before moving up to Christina's neck and shoulders. Nicole leaned in to give her a loving kiss full on the lips. She took Christina's hand to move it down to her own pussy for the blonde to play with. Nicole moaned deeply as she made out with her as Christina took the cue to start fingering her. Nicole then moved back down to Christina's pussy to start licking at her swollen clit. 

"Well look at what we got here, Marco." A voice from the edge of the trees brought them both up with a start. Nicole's eyes went wide and then she gave the two men standing there a sour look. Christina gasped in shock and covered her breasts up with her arms. She crossed her legs for added cover for her exposed pussy. 

"Mm... Looks like we got ourselves a couple of hot ones here, Ryan..." the man named Marco replied. Both men were well built and tanned from hours under the sun. Both had crew cuts which suggested military or police training at one point in their lives. It was obvious from their raging erections that they'd been enjoying the view. 

"P-P-Please leave..." Christina stammered out as she shyly turned her back on them. She shuddered from a sudden chill running down her spine. 

"Hmmm... I don't think so." Ryan said, running a hand over his sandy brown hair. "Not with two hot and bothered ladies here," he added, eyes roving up and down Christina's backside. "I think that we're going to have ourselves a little fun." 

"Really, now?" Nicole asked, disgusted. She'd been so close to fucking Christina herself. Talk about hours of work now down the tubes. She'd be lucky if Christina ever went back to swim meets ever again after this. 

"Yes, now," Marco said, ignoring Nicole's glowering look as he took in her curves, "dibs on the redhead." 

"Deal," Ryan said as they moved forward toward the girls. 

"Get away from me!" Christina shrieked. She was on her feet at once as Ryan approached her. 

Nicole glared daggers at Marco as he grabbed her by her hair to keep her on her knees. "You're going to pay for this," she hissed at him. 

"Oh I'm sure," Marco smiled down at her as he shoved his cock up to her lips. He pushed the head of it into her closed mouth as he pulled forward on the back of her head. Unable to resist the pressure, Nicole opened her mouth to let his cock slide in. She began sucking him off. 

Ryan had Christina backed up against a tree, pawing at her. She had tears streaming down her face. "Come on, you're making a scene," he said. "You don't want to be kicked out and fined, do you?" 

"Wh-what?" Christina stammered as she tried to turn from him. She still had her arms across her chest. "What do you mean 'fined'?" 

"It's all part of the rules at the front gate. You've obviously agreed to them if you're here." Ryan told her, caressing a lock of her hair from her face. Christina flinched away. "Failure to comply is punishable up to a five thousand dollar fine." 

Christina's eyes went wide. "To comply with a man wanting to have sex with me, that wasn't part of the rules." 

"Yes it is. It's under the clause of freely sharing your body with others. Now are you going to stop fussing and start complying?" he asked. He shot a dirty look over his shoulder at Marco, who already had Nicole on all fours and was pounding her from behind. Ryan was lagging behind because blondie was being a pain. "Come on, you really don't want a heavy fine, do you?" he repeated. 

"I-I don't have that kind of money!" Christina protested. 

Ryan cupped her face with his hand and started sucking on her neck, ignoring her whimper as he pressed up against her so that his hardness was nudging her flat stomach. "Then I suggest that you become more pliable, rapidly." With another resigned whine, Christina dropped her head in defeat and lowered her arms. "That's more like it, baby," he murmured into the nape of her neck as he brought a hand up to fondle those perfect tits of hers. 

Christina squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head from Ryan as he proceeded to molest her. She felt her body betray her as she went wet. The hand that had been on her neck dropped to her pussy. He slid his index finger inside. "Mmmmm... I knew that you'd like this," he whispered into her ear as he pushed his finger in even further. Christina let out an involuntary gasp as his hand pressed against her clit. 

"Noooo," Christina moaned with despair. She looked over at Nicole for support. The redhead was still getting pounded hard doggy style with closed eyes and a mouth open as she gasped with pleasure at each thrust into her. 

Christina sighed. Well, if Nikki can enjoy this, so can I...I guess... She thought, figuring that she'd let Ryan paw at her, maybe jerk him off, and be done with it. 

Ryan had other ideas however. He pushed down on her shoulders to get her to kneel. Once Christina was on her knees he grabbed his cock and brought it up to her mouth. Christina's mouth clamped shut and she shook her head. Ryan grabbed her by the back of the neck and forced his cock past her lips and down her throat, causing her to gag slightly in the process. He fucked her face vigorously while commanding her to suck on his cock. Reluctantly, Christina soon complied if nothing else to get him off of her faster. 

After a few minutes of forcing a blowjob from her, Ryan nudged Christina to lie back flat on the ground. Ryan knelt between her legs and buried his face into her crotch. "Ahhhh!" Christina cried out as she felt his tongue dart out to lick her slit. "Eep!" she then squeaked when he started fingering her as his tongue whirled around her clit. Despite herself, she felt the pleasure wash over her body. She kept on shaking her head as if trying to wake up from a bad dream that would never end. She then finally forced herself to relax a bit if anything to get this whole ordeal over with. 

"See honey, you're enjoying this. I can tell," Ryan said. He then shuffled forward a bit to mount her. His cock brushed against her bare mound. 

"NO!" Christina squealed. "NOT TH- mmmf!" Ryan clamped a hand over her mouth. 

"Quiet!" he hissed, looking her dead in the eyes. "Disturbing the tranquility of this place also carries a fine. Now be quiet and relax." He commanded her. 

Christina whined behind his hand. She rolled her head away from him and closed her eyes again. "P-Please... use a condom at least..." she managed to get out when she got his hand away from her mouth. 

"Don't have 'em and don't like 'em." Ryan said as he brought his cock up to her waiting pussy. "I'll give you a pill later." With that, he thrust his hips forward and penetrated her in one smooth motion. Christina wailed as she felt his cock spear her. Her pussy clenched up, gripping him like a vice. "Damn you're tight," he commented as he began to pump his cock in and out of her. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus



Christina just lay there letting him do what he wanted. What was the point of resisting now? She closed her eyes and cried softly as he fucked her. Her cries and whimpers soon became grunts and moans of pleasure. She couldn't help but feel turned on by this animalistic act of passion in which these two men were simply claiming two women to copulate with. It was oddly erotic for her. 

As Ryan humped away at her pussy, he reached down to grab her thighs. Christina allowed her legs to be brought up and around her waist. Soon she was holding them there, squeezing his waist with her long, slender legs. "Ahh... Ahh... Ahhhh..." she panted with each thrust. "Oh god..." she breathed with despair as she felt her body building up to a climax. 

"Yeah baby, don't fight it," Ryan told her, "cum for your master." 

"No..." Christina squeezed her eyes shut and tried to block out everything. 

"You're mine." Ryan said, pounding into her harder, claiming her. 

"No..." Christina tried to shut her mind off but couldn't ignore the pleasure in her loins as his shaft worked inside of her. 

"Call me your master." He said as he picked up the rhythm as much as he could. He mercilessly fucked her hard. His cock couldn't take any more and he exploded into her. 

Christina arched her back and cried out as her earthshattering orgasm joined his. Her pussy seemed to clench in time with Ryan's throbbing cock inside of her. His cock was buried deep inside of her as his balls drained their white fluid into her cunt. Christina writhed on the ground under him as he kept his cock in her to the hilt. 

When it was over Christina lay there splayed out on the ground under her forceful lover. She trembled as Ryan's cock continued to spasm and twitch in her as it let loose the last of his cum. Christina's head lolled back and forth and tears misted in her eyes. She was delirious from the orgasm that was forced upon her. She caught sight of Nicole, who was lying on her side nearby, watching, with Marco spooning her, also watching with great interest. 

"Told you that you were a little sub..." Nicole mouthed at her with a wink. Christina frowned as something didn't seem quite right about all of this as Nikki was taking all of this remarkably well. 

"You're a really good fuck Christina. I hope that you enjoyed it as much as I did." Ryan said, rolling off of her to sit back against the nearby palm tree. 

Christina froze. She never recalled ever giving this Ryan her name. She sat up and looked at him and then back at Nicole and Marco. Nicole all of a sudden looked uncomfortable. "Oh my god... You brought them here?" Christina was mortified and extremely embarrassed. Marco had to be Nicole's boyfriend the way that he was now cuddled up with her and Ryan had to be the guy's friend or whomever that they wanted her to hook up with. 

She stood up and started to walk away. Ryan lunged and managed to snag her ankle. "Whoa, babe, where ya going?" he asked. "We're just getting started. Marco wants a turn with you next." 

"Marco can go fuck himself, as can you." Christina growled at him. "You just fucking raped me!" she reared back and slapped him across the face as hard as she could. Christina stripped the locker key off of Nicole's wrist and proceeded to storm down the nearby path away from them, ignoring the feel of Ryan's cum starting to ooze out from between her legs. 

Ryan reeled back, his head rebounding off the tree as he gaped at her retreating form. "Raped?" he looked at Nicole. "You said that she was okay with this back at the cabana! You said that she'd go along with this." 

"I said that she'd be okay with this once I got her warmed up. You two came too fucking early and when I tried to wave you off you came onto us anyway." Nicole retorted, now feeling bad as the realization hit her that Christina might not have enjoyed this after all. "Chrissy! Wait up!" she called as she got to her feet. 

"Go to hell! Get a ride back home with Don Juan de Marco!" Christina called back over her shoulder as she started to run back to the front gate, not bothering to listen to the argument that erupted between Nicole and her two friends. She stopped at the cabana long enough to swallow down a morning-after pill as she glared at the barkeeper there for his lewd suggestion. She used a nearby shower head to clean herself off and then headed for the car, stopping only to get her stuff from the locker. 

Christina didn't even bother putting her swimsuit back on. She walked back out to her car stark naked. Once she was safe inside, she cranked the air conditioner on and buried her face in her hands to have a good long cry. How could they have done this to her? The betrayal was immense and weighed down on her. She swallowed hard and soon found herself fondling her own pussy as she thought about the day's events. Damn! She was wet from the thought of someone holding her down and using her for sex. But the fact that someone just tried to 'claim' her was even more mortifying and frightening. 

A knock on her door made her jump. She looked up to see a man leering down at her. He motioned for her to roll down the window. Christina blinked and did so just a bit. The man placed a large beefy hand on the window to force it down and Christina cringed. Half of it was out of fright from the man's strength. The other half was worried that her car door was now damaged. "Hey sweet cakes," he cooed at her, "how about you come inside the gates with me and I'll show you a better time than your hands." 

Like hell... Christina thought. She couldn't drive with the man clamped to her car door. She gave him a wan smile and batted her deep green eyes at him. "Let me just get something first," she said. In one deft move she reached down next to her seat to pull out a small black box. 

ZZAP! She nailed him with her Taser and was pulling away before he'd even hit the ground. Christina rolled up her window and left his still twitching body lying on the hot asphalt behind her. She didn't stop until she was back at her dorm room. 

The phone was ringing when she got back home. It was probably Nicole begging for forgiveness. It'd be awhile for that. Christina picked up the phone anyway. "What?" she snapped into the receiver. 

"Chrissy? Is that you? Are you okay? No one's been answering all day." It was her friend, Bethany, calling her. 

Christina breathed a sigh of relief as she wasn't ready to have it out with Nicole yet. "Sorry Beth... I've been out with Nikki. It's been a long day." She admitted. "How's your parent's place coming along? I haven't heard from you since you moved?" 

Now it was Beth's turn to sigh on her end. "It's been...interesting." Beth said. "How about you come up for a visit? I could really use a friend right now." 

"You and me both," Christina said. Now that she voiced it, it didn't seem like a bad idea. "Let me get packed. I can be on the road in a couple of hours." She took down the address from Beth and hung up. An hour later she was withdrawn from her summer session classes. A half hour after that she had her half of the dorm room settled for the rest of the summer so that she'd have a place to return to in the fall. Another half hour and she was on the road looking forward to getting away from everything for a while. 

*** 

Chapter 4: The Return 

* 

A/N: Originally published on 12/11/13 under my former screen name. 

* 

Beth stood naked at the doorway to wave goodbye to Chrissy, her friend from college who'd come up for a visit for the summer before heading back to college for her last fall semester. It had been a few months since Beth's ordeal and she did everything she could to keep the creature from her mind going so far as to ignoring its summons. She'd also done all that she could to keep Christina from the lake as much as possible out of fear that the creature would take her down as well. 

The creature eventually seemed to respect her privacy as he did not invade her thoughts any further outside of the occasional inquiries. Its lily pad/solar collectors still floated out in the middle of the pond, giving the creature it's much needed nutrients. She rarely dared to go down to the water's edge. 

She tried to ignore the creature's existence by going on with her life. But thus far all she managed to do was land a part time waitressing job at the tavern in the nearby town. Even that job had hours that were few and far between to the point of it being on-call work. Her applications to be a Marine Biologist at dozens of schools, research facilities, and aquariums had all been turned down with more rejection letters coming in weekly. It was all very frustrating. 

While she was visiting, Beth had seduced Chrissy into bed. She noted that her blonde friend was a little bit more liberal with sex now, at least as far as women were concerned. Chrissy explained it that their mutual friend, Nicole, had introduced her to an 'alternative' nudist beach close to the college where she'd been forced to have sex with a man under threat of a hefty fine that she could not afford. As a result she was a bit gun-shy around men. Beth confided in Christina about her similar experience although she was careful to leave out that she'd been raped by a creature that lived in her lake. 

They'd consoled each other, they'd drowned their respective sorrows in pints of ice cream and then slept with and fucked each other every night during Chrissy's visit. Chrissy was walking bow legged from the amazing sex but feeling much better overall. Beth, however, was still feeling needy. 

Once Chrissy's car had driven out of sight, Beth returned to her upstairs bedroom. She flopped onto the bed, grabbed her vibrator, and turned it on to its highest setting. She traced it down between her ample breasts, past her naval, and down to her shaven cleft. Beth closed her eyes and hummed, kneading her tit with one hand while fucking herself with the vibrator in the other. 

Beth masturbated like that for a good hour, eventually getting herself off. But it just wasn't enough as the mini-orgasm was sorely lacking. With a snarl of frustration, she tossed the vibrator across the room so hard that the battery case popped open. It had been like that for weeks now. Chrissy and her vibrator were just the latest in unfulfilling sexual encounters. She'd tried it all; men, women, toys, herself, and combinations thereof. Nothing seemed to fill her desire anymore. 

She got up and walked across the room to her dresser. She shot an angry glance out to the lake as she got out the thick, leather-bound tome out of the top drawer to flip through. It was her family's memoirs since the cabin house was first built. Beth had found it shortly after her encounter with the creature. It turned out that her family had been the caretakers of the creature and all of the land around it since the start. It sure went far to explain why Mom and Dad disappeared for a couple days at a time for a private 'camping outing' every time they came up here. When Beth was old enough to be on her own, her parents went down to the creature to produce more of its offspring. 

Beth had read that the cabin and the land always stayed in the name of the first born daughter of every generation. It was the women who'd go out to find a man who was willing to help. She didn't know what to think about this. 

[calm] Return... the creature's mind suddenly filled her head. 

"NO!" Beth shouted, slamming the tome shut and glaring daggers out to the lake. The sun was going down off in the distance. The creature had retracted it's lilies for the night. 

[contemplating] Return And We Shall Make You Goddess Among Mortals... it said. It gave her images of Beth screwing multiple men who were all worshiping her like she was Aphrodite. Beth felt a wave of sensual, sexual warmth pass over her as in her vision she was being sexually fulfilled like the creature had done. 

"You're not making me come back." Beth said. "You forced me to birth those things, remember?" She crossed her arms and tapped her foot, almost daring the creature to contradict her. "Why do you even need humans anyway? Find some of your own kind." 

[remorse] It Was Necessary... [sorrow] Unable To Reproduce With Own Kind... Sterile... it replied. She got images of a comet hitting the earth; the one that had killed off the dinosaurs. Some kind of radiation was released that made it unable for those who'd survived to reproduce sexually after that. But they'd found a young species on earth that could handle a new reproductive process: humans. Beth got images again of the creature and its kin formulating and perfecting the process over the course of millennia. She found herself sympathizing with their plight. They were sterile? How sad was that to be unable to reproduce. How terrible it must be to be faced with extinction. 

Beth suddenly realized why they needed humans so badly; it was a symbiotic relationship. She felt the creature's elation at her understanding. They didn't want worship from humans; they just wanted to work with them through mutual cooperation and companionship. 

[inquisitive] Return... The creature implored her. [urgent][guilt][remorse] Will Not Force Again... Beth got the idea from the new wave of images. With the latest series of natural and manmade disasters their species was literally up against the wall. Even the recent asteroid blowing up over Russia had affected them. Willing hosts made it easier on them to produce more young in a short amount of time. They needed every willing human they could get to continue on should more calamities befall them. Plus, willing humans made it possible to find more humans who'd be pliant enough to help them out. The creatures cared for their human thralls and rewarded them greatly. 

"I'll..." Beth's voice hitched. It was a lot to take in at once. She was revolted at the thought of the thing. But at the same time she sympathized with its plight and she really couldn't deny the pure erotic bliss that she'd felt while in its care. "I'll think about it." She said as honestly as she could. 

[gratitude] All We Ask... the creature replied. 

Beth sighed and headed over to the bed. Would it really be all that bad? She thought as she lay down. After all, Mom and Dad did it and they turned out all right... Well, except for that damn car crash. Beth had gotten glimpses of the creature's pain at her parents dying during the bombardment of images in her head. She got the impression that it had not been prepared for that. Beth pulled the covers over her nude body and lay there staring at the ceiling while she thought things over. [sorrow] Those Who Birthed You Were Good... the creature told her, showing her images of her parents. Beth cried softly at seeing her parents again, alive and vibrant. [remorse] Thought That You Were Prepared... it said. 

Beth's eyes went wide as the creature showed her how the process went nowadays for the creature. Usually when the first daughter of the family is ready, the parents explain things to her and introduce her. Then, once she is truly ready, she goes to the beach alone for her first time. The creature had thought that she'd been prepped without the introduction process. Since it had to urgently help its species reproduce, it didn't think too much about snagging her. 

Eventually, Beth drifted off to sleep while still contemplating what answer she'd give the creature tomorrow. 

* 

Beth awoke from one of the most erotic wet dreams in her life. She dreamt that she was being held down again and was being forced to fuck a multitude of men. There were cocks all around her, each one wanting to fuck her again and again and again. They held her down while she squirmed beneath them while they fucked her one, two, and even three at a time. Then the picture morphed and it was the creature that was fucking her in all holes once again as it completely filled her up. 

She gasped, coming out of the dream state and found that she was tangled in the sheets. Her arms were snagged in a knot of sheets above her head while her legs were all wrapped up. She found herself strangely turned on by the bondage. Beth then realized something about herself and why her encounter with the creature had been so good; she liked feeling helpless and she liked being bound. No wonder she didn't like sex with everyone over the past couple of months. She was taking the dominant role when she wanted, needed, to take the submissive role. 

Beth untangled herself and looked out the window. It was still dark outside. "Hey! Are you screwing with my dreams or what?" she called out. 

[inquisitive]Hrmmm...? It sounded like she'd woke the thing up from its slumber. 

"Ugh... never mind..." she said, getting up. "Did you mean what you said? You'd make it so that I'd enjoy sex again with other people?" 

[educating] We Have Done So Since Your Species Was Young... 

Beth let out a slow, long breath. She couldn't believe that she actually was going to do this. "Okay..." she said finally, "I'll do it. But could you at least supply the damn breathing mask first this time? You nearly drowned me when you pulled me under." 

[pleased] Your Terms Are Acceptable... it said. [informative] Come At First Light... It gave her images of Beth oiling up her body just like before. This time, however, the image was modified to show Beth oiling herself inside her pussy and ass as well. Beth got the idea. The creature wanted her totally lubed up inside and out to make it easier on them both. [educating] Less Energy Expended At Once... Able To Produce Longer... it rumbled in her mind. In other words, the less Beth resisted, the longer it could go on which would be mutually beneficial. 

Beth nodded. "Alright then," she said, rolling over to go back to sleep. Her loins were already tingling in anticipation for tomorrow's events. 

* 

Beth waited for the sun to come up a bit so that she wouldn't be too cold in the morning air. Wearing nothing but a bathrobe and her slippers, she walked down to the water's edge. There, kicking her slippers off, she let the robe drop to the sand so that she was standing totally naked in front of the lake with the warm morning sun shining on her. The morning mists over the lake seemed to settle over parts of the water like a blanket. 

Beth then knelt in the sand and picked up the bottle of baby oil from the pocket of her robe. She squirted a generous amount of oil all over her arms, her shoulders, breasts, tummy, and thighs. Her hands then roved around her body as she worked the oil into her skin. Goose bumps rose up and her breasts swelled at the same time her nipples stiffened in response. She hummed and sighed with pleasure as she gave herself an oil massage. She gasped with pleasure when she worked her way down her naval to her mound, working the oil into her skin between her legs. 

Once she was shimmering all over from the oil on her body, she put more into her hands and proceeded to work the oil up inside of her tight pussy first. She was amazed that despite the couple of months of non-stop sex that she was still tight to the point of being damn near-virginal. It had to be because of the creature. She pumped her fingers in and out of her vaginal opening, getting herself nice and lubed all up and down her birth canal. Then she moved her hands behind her to spread her own ass cheeks and start to work oil up her anal canal as well. 

The creature had been paying attention for once she withdrew her fingers from her ass two green tentacles came up out of the water. One went for her face while the other went for her slender waist. Beth took the one near her face into her hands and brought the tip up to her luscious red lips. For some odd reason, she'd felt the urge when she woke up to put on a deep red shade of lipstick. It made her feel even sexier. The tentacle immediately morphed around her mouth, nose, and chin to once again form the breathing mask for her to survive while under the water. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus



She stopped the tentacle that was hovering around her naval. The creature gave her a questioning buzz in her mind. Beth presented her hands and wrists to the tentacles, holding them upright like she wanted to be handcuffed. The creature got the idea from her mind and wrapped her wrists tightly together. Once she was bound, the creature gently tugged. Beth rose to her feet and allowed herself to be led into the water. 

The water was a bit cold and Beth shivered as she walked in. Through her growing link with the creature, she sensed that it was already warming up the underwater cave for her visit. Her skin tingled all over with the sensation of millions of tiny needles poking her, rising up her body as she walked further into the lake. Her skin tightened up as she was totally submerged. 

There was a hard tug and suddenly Beth was off of her feet, now being reeled in as if she were a fish on a hook. At least this time, she thought, she could enjoy the ride to the bottom of the lake. The last time was a near-death experience for her. She reveled in the feeling of the cold water coursing across her naked body as she was hauled deeper and deeper into the lake. The creature didn't bother taking her out to the middle and then downwards this time. Instead she was being pulled along the floor of the lake. 

Within moments, she was in front of the creature once again. She sensed its pleasure at her willing return. The creature dangled her by her hands in front of its face like a fisherman examining their catch of the day. It turned her around so that she was facing away from it. Then it brought its massive arms forward and used its huge tentacle hands to wrap around her waist, ankles, wrists, thighs, and arms to secure her. Beth offered it no resistance as it secured her arms behind her back again and put her into a floating kneeling position so that her ass was presented to it. She felt a growing warmth in her abdomen and got the impression that this particular sensation was the creature prepping her eggs for fertilization. 

Tentacles shot out from the creature's face once again. Two went to snake around her thighs, up her back, and then around to the front of her body to mold around her waiting tits. Two others went straight in to her welcoming pussy and ass. "Oh! God, yesss," Beth breathed with pleasure as she was penetrated. She realized that deep down she really did want this and had wanted it all along since she first got here. Closing her eyes, she moaned with pleasure as the tentacles inside of her grew and molded themselves to her inner most folds. Inside of the tentacle molds cupping her breasts, her nipples perked up even harder than before. They were promptly clamped by the creature, erotically pinching them. 

Inside of her mask the creature extended its feeding tentacle for Beth to suck on, the creature remembering how much Beth enjoyed being triple-penetrated the last time. Besides, feeding while preparing and impregnating the human female was far more efficient than performing separate feedings. She started to suck on the tentacle the moment it hit her lips. Beth was completely filled up. It was even more so when the creature released its mini-tentacle inside of her pussy that once again covered and penetrated her cervix. 

"Mmmmm..." Beth moaned with pleasure around the tentacle in her mouth as the three inside of her began to throb and pulsate. The creature even had her clit covered and was giving it the utmost attention while it fucked her. Soon she was bucking hard in the water as the rhythm intensified. The tentacles covering her breasts were massaging them. The clamps on her nipples were rhythmically pinching and releasing. Subconsciously, Beth likened that feeling to the little creatures suckling off of her. 

Beth felt a series of slight twinges in her belly as the creature forced her body to release the eggs it had prepared. It felt oddly erotic and very intimate to her. The knowledge alone of what the creature was doing to her was very pleasurable. She felt strangely liberated having given herself completely to the creature's control. Her body unconsciously bucked harder back against the creature's tentacles. She wanted more. 

Beth then suddenly arched her back and screamed around the tentacle in her mouth as the orgasm suddenly hit her out of nowhere. While she was lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the blobs already travelling down the tentacle from the creature to her pussy. Her body exploded into erotic ecstasy the moment the first blob touched her labia. Her pussy clamped down hard and drained the blob, forcing the tentacle inside to blow the sticky fluid inside right up into her womb. 

She was doubling over and screaming hard with each hard wave of her orgasm. Her tits felt electrified and her belly grew slightly as each wave hit as a blob reached her. Her body tensed and her abdomen contracted, draining each blob in succession. Her belly continued to expand slightly and her breasts swelled as they produced more milk for later. The tentacle in her mouth blew its first load down her throat, forcing her to start swallowing the sweet nectar of life. 

Then it was all over as she numbly continued sucking the nectar from the creature. Her body now looked as if she were six months pregnant again. She didn't care. It was the first satisfying orgasm she'd had in months. The tentacles over her tits continued to knead and massage to stimulate milk production. 

No sooner than her orgasm had subsided that the creature had started up again. Yes... Please... she mentally begged the creature. She knew that implantation was coming up. Impregnate me... In the back of her mind she couldn't believe that she was mentally saying this to the creature. Soon the last thoughts of any resistance whatsoever crumbled as the pleasure started to build back up. 

Her swollen clit felt very sensitive as the creature continued to press and release her pleasure nub. Beth was soon breathing heavily in her mask through her nose while she continued sucking the cock-tentacle in her mouth. Her eyes rolled back and her eyelids fluttered open and closed as she rocked in the water while the creature continued its relentless sexual assault between her legs. "Oh God... Oh God... Oh God..." she whimpered with each throb/pulse. She dropped her head in the water to look down her body past her swelling breasts and ample stomach. Beth managed to catch glimpses of the next series of blobs coming out to meet her. 

Ohhh... yess... pleassse... she thought, anticipating the blobs reaching her. The first one seemed to pause right at the opening of her vulva. Beth's eyes went wide and she even tried flexing her kegel muscles, fluttering her pussy lips, trying to get the blob to enter her. She whined in alarm as she even tried to wiggle her way backwards in the water. Oh please don't tease me! She mentally cried out to it. 

[amusement] Have To Have Recreation... the creature reverberated in the water cave, chuckling. When Beth whimpered for release again, it went ahead and continued the flow to her waiting womb. 

"IIIIIEEEEEEEEE!" Beth screamed around the phallic tentacle in her mouth as she climaxed. Her back arched again and she threw her head back as the creature pumped more of the nurturing fluid into her uterus followed quickly by the seed. Beth thrashed in the water, caught completely in the throes of passion as the orgasm completely enveloped her. Then she relaxed, slumping in the water, totally drained of energy. The feeding tentacle in her mouth twitched and she subconsciously sucked on it some more until it drained completely of its sweet nectar. Beth swallowed it down without a second thought. 

[calm] Rest Now... the creature commanded her as it reeled her in closer to its body. Beth felt herself be turned over so that she was on her back. The creature kept its tentacles encircling her limbs and kept the sexual tentacles inside of her and around her breasts. However, it repositioned her arms and legs so that she was lying back as if in a hammock. It even crisscrossed more tentacles from its face so that she'd be in one. 

Beth shifted slightly to get comfortable in the makeshift bed. She felt her now pregnant belly with her hands. She didn't know why but it just felt right to her. She liked the feeling of being pregnant. The tentacles inside of her stilled for now but the ones around her breasts continued their stimulation. A vision popped into her mind from the creature that there would be a lot of milk needed for this visit. She didn't mind. With a content sigh, she soon drifted off to sleep feeling like she was safe in a womb of her own. 

* 

She was awakened some time later to the creature's feeding tentacle probing her mouth again. Beth was suckling on it before she was even fully awake. The tentacles inside of her pussy throbbed to life again. She moaned with pleasure but wondered why the creature wasn't putting her back into the normal position. 

[informative] As Humans Say... Quickie... the creature told her. It had pumped so much of the fluid into her that not much was needed right at the moment for the young inside of her to thrive. Her body was already accustomed to the process that the nurturing portion wouldn't take long. As she woke up some more she noticed that her breasts had swelled to a size that were slightly larger than the last time she was down here. Her breasts felt very heavy with the milk for the creature's offspring. 

Beth closed her eyes and mewed softly with pleasure as the creature's tentacles throbbed inside of her. She continued sucking on the feeding tentacle inside of her mouth. The tentacle spurt its nectar down her throat. The one in her pussy creamed the inside of her uterus, making her belly swell even more. Her nipples felt so hard that it hurt. Her body trembled as the minor orgasm flooded her body. She gasped as the waves of pleasure made her shudder endlessly. 

Moments later, she was sleeping again, lost in erotic bliss. 

* 

"ARGH!" Beth cried out the next day as the last of the creature's offspring was ejected from her body. Four creatures were birthed this time which explained why her stomach and tits were swollen to the point of practically bursting, in her opinion. She had the look of a woman who was pregnant with human twins or more. The creature had turned her over, face down, for the birthing process. Beth's head hung in the water with her hair floating all around her face. 

[pleased] More Each Time... The creature told her with gratitude, giving her images of producing four young each couple of days. [possessive] You Are Strong... You Belong Here... 

"Oh yes..." Beth said breathlessly as the young started to feed off of her breasts while the creature began the impregnation process all over again. The young were squeezing and pulling on her sensitive breasts, forcing the milk from them in a rhythmic method. It amazed her that they were all working in concert with one another. There was no fighting for dominance or anything. There was just a mutual understanding that they could only feed two at a time. 

Beth then was lost in the pleasure as the creature was pumping seed into her while making her ovaries twinge inside, making them mature and release more eggs. Moments later she was crying out in absolute pleasure as the tentacles worked inside of her. 

[possessive] You Are Ours... the creature told her affectionately. 

Yes... Beth thought back, delirious from her endless orgasms. 

[informing] Your Name Will Be Exalted Among Our Kind And Yours... 

"Yes... Master..." Beth breathed as her erotic shudders finally ended and she blacked out from the intense passion. 

* 

Beth had been under the water for a full week this time. Twenty Eight more creatures were produced. By the time the final day had come the birthing was no longer painful for her. It had even been slightly pleasurable for her. Now, she was back on the beach, kneeling in the warm water of the noon day sun facing the tentacle that'd brought her back to the surface. She caressed it and even gave it a loving kiss. "Thank you..." she said. 

[informative] You Will Be Exalted... You Will Be Worshipped... The creature told her. 

The tentacle caressed her face and then slithered into her open mouth. Beth was a bit surprised but let it happen, putting her trust into the creature. Her eyes bugged slightly as she felt something slither up her nasal cavity and back down again. She swore that it'd just touched her brain. She felt a slight tingle all over her body that started in her head and went all the way down her spine. A spot on the back of her neck at the hairline seemed to burn. The tentacle then retracted just as fast and disappeared into the water. 

[informative] You can understand us better now... The creature told her, this time in fluid English. [educating] We have given you the ability to fully understand and communicate with our kind whenever you are near. You have been marked as one of our own... 

Marked? Beth wondered. Her hands unconsciously drifted to the back of her neck where'd she'd felt the burn at. She could feel the small mark of some kind of brand there that'd easily be covered up by her hair. 

[educating] That is our mark... It will identify you to others that serve us... The creature said. [commanding] You will now go forth to find a human male to mate with... As we always think ahead, we must secure the next generation of humans to protect our home and keep our existence a secret from those who would destroy us... Beth got images of how it had ordered her mother to go out and find her father. How they'd met and conceived her. It then showed her mother and father below with the creature while Beth's mother was pregnant. The realization hit Beth that she had actually been dedicated to the creature before she was born. [educating] Thus it is how it has always been... Find one who will assist you in protecting this place and in bringing others... 

Beth nodded, understanding her mission. "I will, Master," she whispered. She was then confused. She still needed money and definitely needed more than just a part-time job. Beth seriously doubted that no matter how sexy she was, or how attractive the creature might make her, no man would want a Bachelor's Degree waitress who only worked part time. 

[amusement] Enjoy our three gifts to you... Two you have received now... Beth was shown images of what the creature gave her. She could project thoughts into others telepathically and she could control her own pheromones; making her irresistible to anyone she wanted. It was like the creature had said; she would be a sexual goddess among humans. 

But what is the third gift? She wondered. [amusement] The third is waiting for you at your lair... Enjoy... The creature chuckled in her mind. 

Beth rose up out of the water and stumbled; her legs were wobbly from her steady stream of orgasms over the past week. She had a nice, well fucked feeling once again and this time she was looking forward to when the creature called her back. 

Walking a bit bow-legged, Beth managed to get up to her house. The moment she was in the back door, her doorbell rang. Not even bothering with a robe or anything, she went to see who it was. There was a petite blonde woman there in glasses wearing a conservative suit jacket and skirt. "Hello, you probably don't remember me but I'm Mila, your family's attorney," the woman said the moment Beth opened the door. Mila reached into the pocket of the briefcase she carried to fish out a business card. Beth didn't remember Mila but then again she had been practically catatonic after her parents had died. 

Mila went on without waiting for Beth to answer. "So I'm here today to let you know that the settlement has gone through and that you're being awarded a very large cash settlement from the insurance company and the auto maker of your parent's vehicle they were driving at the time of the accident." She said, brushing past Beth so that she could take a seat in the living room. Mila opened her briefcase to start laying out some papers. "Now you'll need to review and sign all of these forms and letters so that we can get your settlement deposited directly into your bank account. 

Beth frowned as she sat beside Mila on the couch to look at the papers. Her eyes went wide when she saw the amount of the settlement; it was enough so that she didn't have to work a day in her life if she didn't want to. The creature chuckled again in the back of her mind. [amusement] We told you that we take care of our own... 

Beth shook her head at the sudden windfall of money. "Whoa, wait, how-, why'd you pursue a lawsuit like this?" she asked Mila. 

Mila looked over the frames of her glasses and smiled. She brushed her ponytail out of the way to show Beth the back of her neck. There was a small brand there right at the hairline. "You didn't think that you were the only one, did you?" she asked sweetly. Mila stood up and looked Beth over. "Be sure to do your homework well. I'll be back up tomorrow to take these into my office to finalize." She said. Mila took her glasses off and let down her hair. 

"Where are you going?" Beth asked. 

"To the lake, of course," Mila said as she unbuttoned her suit jacket. "My Master wishes for me to pay my respects to your Master." After stripping there in front of Beth, she leaned over and planted a passionate kiss on Beth's lips. "Afterwards, we can have a little fun ourselves," she whispered, reaching down to give Beth's tit a little squeeze before heading out the back door. 

Beth followed, watching in amazement as Mila boldly walked naked down to the shoreline of the lake. Sure enough, a tentacle came up out of the water to snake around Mila's slender waist. Moments later, the blonde was gone, being taken down to the creature's lair below. 

*** 

Chapter 3.5: Mila's Punishment 

* 

Author's Notes: Originally published 01/01/14 to Literotica.com under my former screen name. 

I'd originally intended a larger role for Mila and her husband in this series but things happened and Mila got put to the side. I might revisit the character in the next trilogy. 

* 

Chest heaving with anticipation, Mila walked down to the shoreline of the lake. She put up as brave a front as she could manage but was still shaking slightly in fright. After all, it wasn't every day that you had to report to the supreme master. Miss Bethany is truly blessed to serve this one, Mila thought. 

The moment she reached the water's edge, a tentacle shot out toward her. It wrapped around her waist once and pulled. Mila barely had time to take in a deep breath before being drug into the cool water of the mountain lake. As she was towed deeper and deeper into the dark depths she finally began to understand why this one was the oldest of its kind. Living for millennia in the rocks of a remote mountain region at the bottom of a very deep lake; no one would think to look here for anything. 

Mila was hauled into the creature's underwater lair. A tentacle was already waiting for her, molding itself around her mouth and nose so that she could breathe. Other tentacles snaked around her arms, legs, and thighs, securing her. The creature pulled her arms behind her back and bent her legs so that she looked as if she were kneeling before it. Mila looked up at it with a mixture of awe and fear. The supreme master definitely was older and bigger than her own. 

The creature spoke directly into her mind. [anger] While we are generally pleased with the work you have done for us in getting our thrall secured in her own lair, we are displeased at the fact that our thrall was not properly prepared for us... It said, getting right down to business. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus



Mila's eyes went wide in fright. But that is not my fault, Master! She mentally pleaded with the creature. I tried telling Miss Bethany about you. I followed my instructions. She was too distraught from her parents' deaths to listen. She didn't even know about the lawsuit that you all had me initiate on her behalf until just now! Mila felt a growing dread in the pit of her stomach and wondered if she'd live to see her husband again. 

[annoyance] We are not going to terminate you... That would be a waste of resources among your kind... The creature's large black eyes seemed to narrow in on her. [annoyance] The pleasures we have for your actions mitigate your failure just slightly... You will have to know that there are penalties for failure... 

Master, please, I beg you to be merciful! 

[instructing] We have decided that you will be bred for seven of your solar cycles... Pain will accompany pleasure... You will be wiser for the experience... 

Mila's eyes were now as wide as saucers. The creature was going to keep her for a whole week! she breathed in fright. "M-M-Miss Bethany will be expecting me tomorrow." She squeaked aloud. 

[informing] We have already informed her that you will be here longer... 

"I- I've never been bred for that long before. T- T- Two or three days at the most is how long my Master keeps me for..." 

[annoyance] If our thrall can survive for nearly seven cycles during her first breeding without proper preparation, we have no doubt that you can survive as long with proper preparation... The creature told her, raising her up into position before it, but keeping her in the subservient position. [instructing] You will be taken care of... We shall now begin... 

Tentacles shot out from the creature through the water faster than Mila thought possible. Mila's knees were drawn far apart to the point of being uncomfortable, leaving her womanly parts wide open for the forthcoming intrusion. She trembled in fear and anticipation once again. Tentacles wormed their way into her waiting ass and cunt, eliciting a wail from Mila as she was roughly penetrated. "Master, please be gentle!" she cried out as the tentacles expanded within her to the point of slightly stretching both holes. The creature was not being gentle in the least little bit with her. Another pair of tentacles went straight for her hardened nipples. They formed into tiny suction cups to cover only the rosy tips of her small B cup tits. 

Mila was slightly confused as her Master usually cupped the entire breast. Was the Supreme Master different? She got her answer a moment later when her body felt like it was on fire as electrical shots coursed through her nipples, pussy, and ass. Mila screamed in agony and strained against her bonds. The shock last for only a moment but was enough for her to then hang limp from the pain. She'd never experienced punishment from the creatures before let alone ever heard of one being carried out. 

Two more tentacles came out to take up positions along side of her creamy white thighs. The creature spoke to her again. [educating] Humans tend to take great humiliation in whipping, especially that of a sexual nature. This, combined with the bioelectrical shocks that you will receive prior to each birthing cycle, should suffice as a reminder... [stern] You will do well to remember this lesson as your kind enjoys the pleasure that we provide in return for your services... [musing] Be thankful that this is the standard punishment... We have come up with harsher penalties for your kind in the event of a failure on a grander scale... 

Mila really did not want to know what those were. She hung her head in resignation as the tentacles besides her started whipping through the water to come into hard contact on her round butt cheeks. Mila cried out with each stinging slap on her ass. Then she was screaming in agony when she was shocked all over her most private parts. 

"M-master... please... I-I can't..." Mila panted out when the shocking ceased. She jerked when she was spanked a few more times across her now sore ass. "Please... I-I'm sorry... I tried..." 

[ordering] When you leave this place you will assist our thrall in taking a mate. You will not fail us in this matter... 

"No Master... I won't" 

Mila wasn't sure if the creature was appeased or not as it just let her hang there suspended in the water for a moment. Then the tentacles on her breasts molded to fully enclose them. Warmth spread throughout her body as the tentacles inside of her began pulsating instead of shocking. Her heart leapt with joy as the pleasure gradually replaced the pain. Soon all was right in her world as she relaxed to welcome the creature's converted seed into her body. 

[stern] You are not, as humans say, 'off the hook'... [educating] There will be more lessons of pain prior to each cycle... 

"Yes Master. I understand." Mila said meekly as she shifted her hips forward to meet the blobs that were now travelling down the tentacle leading into her pussy. She was still uncomfortable in her position and with the tentacles inside of her stretching her, but she was able to make the best of it. She figured that the creature was doing it as part of her punishment. 

Despite the slight pain, Mila was in orgasmic bliss the moment the first blob reached her. The creature's nurturing fluid filled her waiting womb in spurts. Mila arched her back and moaned deeply with pleasure as wave after wave of her ongoing climax washed over her naked body. The cups covering her nipples molded around her breasts fully and started their stimulation, enlarging them. 

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Mila cried out in pleasure as the blobs continued pumping their fluid into her. Her belly started to swell. It gradually grew, stretching her from the inside. Her breasts became full, round, and heavy as they were laden with milk for the young. The orgasm continued on as fluid was constantly pumped into her. It was pleasurable to the point of being painful as her swollen clit was stimulated from the endless throbbing. She soon started to twitch and jerk in her bindings. "Master, please! No more!" She whined. "It hurts!" Her nipples felt like they were about to burst from her tits. 

The creature ignored her pleas for mercy. It sent her images of others before her who'd displeased them. They were bred and given pleasure to the same point where she was at now as a form of punishment. Mila realized in horror that she wasn't going to be allowed to sleep until the young were maturing inside of her as opposed to resting after each orgasm. Usually the creatures allow human females to rest while their bellies are filled. That would not be the case this time. 

Mila looked down to see her changing body. She now looked like she was very pregnant with her very swollen stomach and breasts. When the longest orgasm of her life finally ended she was able to catch her breath as she felt twinges in her sides. The creature was forcing her ovaries to release a lot of eggs. The throbbing of the tentacles inside of her dulled for a moment before firing back up again. The second wave of blobs started traveling down the tentacles. 

Mila gasped as she followed them with her eyes. She wasn't only going to be awake for the process; she was going to be put in the proverbial fast lane for it. The creature confirmed her thoughts by giving her images of the ongoing process as it'd done before. Rather than let her do two days per birthing, she was going to be doing a birthing a day. "Oh god..." She shuddered as the first blob of seed reached her crotch. 

"IEEEEEE!" Mila reared back and screamed as the pleasurable pain erupted within her again. Her clit was now very sensitive as the first blob ripped across it as it quickly pushed into her pussy. She felt the seed explode within her womb, now seeking out her eggs. The second orgasm ripped through her body so hard that she thought that she was going to pass out from just the sheer intensity of it. Part of her wished that she would but she knew otherwise. 

Her body continued to spasm as blob after blob reached the now tender folds between her legs. Mila whimpered with each one that entered her. Her legs shook so hard from constant straining and relaxing that she wondered if she'd ever walk again. Mercifully, it was all over. The last blob pumped its fluid into her and the throbbing tentacles stilled. Mila breathed out silent thanks of relief to the Master as her eyes fluttered close and unconsciousness finally claimed her to allow her to rest. 

* 

At one point during her rest she was awakened to the creature's feeding tentacle poking at her lips. Mila was still exhausted from the blitzkrieg impregnation. Her mind was hazy as she just opened her mouth and began to numbly suck on the cock-like tentacle. Minutes later she was drinking down the creature's life-giving nectar. She managed to savor every drop. 

While she was feeding, she was barely aware of her breasts being kneaded and massaged as the creature prepared the milk for its young. She was long past the point of caring as she drifted back off to sleep to save up her energy for what was to come. 

* 

The water around Mila in the cave was dark when she woke to a stabbing pain in her gut. "OOOH!" she called out as a contraction hit her. As she'd been trained by her own Master, she instinctively bore down. The pain woke her up and she saw that the tentacles covering her breasts had retreated as well as the tentacle that'd been lodged inside of her pussy. She bore down again with the next contraction in her womb and was rewarded with a relieving pop as one of the young sprang forth. 

Contraction, squeeze, pop... Contraction, squeeze, pop... The cycle continued on for a total of ten times. There were now five young now vying for position at each of her overly swollen teats in their attempt to feed while she continued to bear the rest. Mila's head swam as she barely registered the gentle squeezing and sucking sensation on her tits. Ten? Her mind cried out in alarm. 

[educating] As you will be busy with our thrall in her search for a mate, we are producing as much as we can... The creature told her as it reinserted the tentacle back into the deep recesses of her womb. 

Mila squirmed a bit while the tentacle burrowed into her. The feeding young retreated briefly for two tentacles to reattach themselves to her nipples. Oh god... was all the thought that she could manage right before she was shocked again in her private parts. The creature gave her a series of quick jolts as part of her ongoing punishment before allowing the young to feed again. The tentacles inside of her began to throb. The second cycle began. 

* 

Birthing... Feeding... Shocking... Pleasure... Pain... Repeat... It got to the point that Mila barely knew where she was, who she was, or which creature she was with. Time lost all meaning to her as one cycle blended with another as her body was punished, pleasured, and used over and over again. Mila hit the point where she couldn't distinguish one sensation from another. One thing that she was sure of was that she'd never again fail her masters. She shuddered to think of what more they could do to her short of death if she did. 

* 

Mila woke up coughing hard as her lungs screamed for air. Her fist gripped the sand underneath of her. She blinked as she looked at the sand in her hands, dumbfounded. She jerked around, looking around in fright, more sand caking over her wet body. She began to hyperventilate. Mila blinked at the sun shining overhead. 

Suddenly there were hands wrapping a large beach blanket around her. Mila jumped, startled by the slender human hands that were trying to lift her upright. "Easy Mila," Beth told her as she hugged the blonde tightly. "Relax! You're okay. You're back on the surface." 

Mila managed to calm down by slowing her breathing to lower her heart rate. Adrenaline coursed through her body. She then felt weak and she wound up slumping into Beth's arms. She felt numb all over. Mila rolled her head to look up into Miss Beth's beautiful face. "How long," she whimpered. 

"You were down for a full week," Beth explained, helping her to her feet. "He let me know when he was bringing you back up and that you would need some help walking again. Master didn't realize exactly why you couldn't be roused to full consciousness or why you couldn't stay conscious for very long after a few of the birthings until I laid it out for him." Beth bore most of the Mila's weight as she helped her up the hill to the house. "You'd think that something that's been around humans as long as he has been would know limitations." 

"Wha-what'd you tell him?" 

"I'm a swimmer by nature. You're a lawyer. I'm built, and probably bred from what he's told me, for underwater endurance. You're not," Beth explained. She nudged the back door open with her hip and got Mila upstairs to the bathroom where she placed Mila inside and threw on the warm water. Beth shucked off her own clothes and joined Mila in the spacious shower where she proceeded to clean her up. "What the hell did you do to piss the creature off like that?" 

"I didn't get it through to you what was down there..." Mila said, breathing heavily. The warm water spraying down on them felt good. She rested her head back against the wall and let Beth do her work. "You were too out of it after your parents died to hear what all I was saying about the property." 

Beth grimaced. "I-I'm sorry..." 

Mila smiled at her. She found the strength to lift up her hand to cup Beth's young, beautiful face. "That's ok. After I recuperate, you can make it up to me by giving me a good pampering. After all, I'm supposed to help you now with your search for a husband and I'm not going to fail them this time." 

*** 

Chapter 4: Mating Season. 

* 

Author's Notes: Originally published on 01/01/14 to Literotica.com under my former screen name. 

* 

It had been just over a year since the creature had given Beth her mission: find a male to mate with. It sounded easy in theory but reality was far different. First there was the matter of dealing with her newfound mental powers. Mila had been extremely helpful through the whole process. Mila and her husband had invited Beth into her own home while Beth got used to her new abilities. Mila and her own mate were excellent teachers in showing the young brunette how to use her mind to project and talk mentally. Mila also showed Beth how to control her pheromones. 

While the threesomes with Mila and her husband were outstanding, Beth was anxious to get on with her quest to find the perfect mate. Beth certainly wanted someone who'd move in with her at the lake so an outdoorsman was a high selling point. He definitely had to be good looking and well-built but didn't have to be a muscle man or anything like that. Someone who took good care of their body was what she wanted. 

After going through the first few men that she'd staked out, Beth decided to add tall, 'well hung', and a good kisser to the list of qualities. The next batch after that she added slightly possessive (yet not the jealous type and is willing to swing), protective, and respectful of women to the growing list of traits. He also had to be good with kids as she wanted a good father figure for her future daughter. Finally, she wanted someone who'd dominate her in bed but treat her as an equal all other times. Someone who was into a bit of kink wouldn't be bad. 

It was this last point that made it hard for Beth, but she'd finally set her sights on an ex-military Forestry Ranger by the name of Aden. The bonus was that he lived in the city near where Beth lived at. She followed him for some time before making a 'chance' meeting at the athletic club that he worked out at twice a week. Beth made a point to chat him up a little while at the club and even went out on a couple of dates with him until she decided to give him his final test. 

Smiling to herself, Beth walked into the gym dressed in a pink workout leotard that was cut high in the thighs and low in cleavage with black tights underneath. With her gym bag slung over her shoulder while taking long strides, Beth made it a point to walk right by the treadmills where Aden always began his exercise routine. She even flipped her ponytail playfully as she passed him on her way to the locker room to stow her bag. 

* 

Aden stumbled on the treadmill but recovered quickly before he did something really stupid like fall and get shot out the back like some dumb kid on an internet video. The intoxicating woman of his dreams was at the club yet again. He watched her walk into the ladies locker room, gaping like an idiot the entire time. He got flashes of images in his mind of the two of them screwing like rabbits on a bed. Blood pooled in his groin to give him a hard-on of a lifetime. He had no clue what it was about this woman that made his manhood rise to attention each time he saw her. 

He resolved to make his move tonight. The time for small talk, idle chit-chat, and casual dates was over. It was time for him to get serious about Beth. Aden nearly tripped on the treadmill a second time when she came out of the locker room, this time sans gym bag, to go over to the nautilus machines to start doing leg lifts on one. He couldn't help but drool over her shapely legs and thighs along with that tight ass of hers when she bent over to set the resistance level. He loved a woman who took care of herself the way Beth did. She was toned, but not overly muscular, and soft in all the right places. When she lay back on the machine to start doing resistance bench presses and got a good view of her round, supple breasts in that skin-tight leotard, he swore that he was going to blow a load in his gym shorts. 

Deciding to end his cardio warm up early in order to avoid a severe injury due to stupidity, Aden turned the treadmill off and stepped down. He walked over to where she was working out and stood by her machine. "Hi Beth," he said, smiling down at her. 

"Oh, hi Aden," Beth smiled back at him shyly as she continued working out, "nice to see you again." 

"It's nice to see you too," he said, meaning it in more ways than one now that he got a good look down the front of her leotard at her ample cleavage when she sat up to do the leg lifts. "I was wondering if you were doing anything tonight. I got the weekend off and was hoping we could go to dinner and a movie?" and hopefully a lot more if things went well, he thought. 

Beth stopped as she lay back to resume bench presses on the machine. "I'd love to. Unfortunately I have to work tonight," she said, sticking out her lower lip in a pout. 

Aden caught her scent and it nearly bowled him over. Was it some kind of workout perfume or something? Whatever it was, he couldn't get enough of it. "Call in. Say you're sick. I'd really like to spend the evening with you." 

Beth gave him a sad smile. "I would if they didn't already see me today when I stopped to pick up my paycheck to take to the bank. I don't even have time to swim laps today. But maybe some other time?" she asked as she moved on to the next workout machine to start doing elevated crunches. 

Aden frowned. He scratched the back of his head. Did he just get the brush off? No, he didn't think that she'd suggest a reschedule if she was merely blowing him off. He decided to give her some distance and try a different approach later. 

Over the course of the afternoon he ran into her several times. At one point he saw one of the club's shadier members corner her, insisting on taking her out among other things. Beth attempted to be polite in declining but the ape didn't take no for an answer. Even though he had no claim on her, jealousy ran hot through him. Beth had caught his eye and silently mouthed 'help me'. Aden needed no further prompting. He grabbed the guy by the shoulder, stared him down, and then escorted him out the door. Granted he 'accidentally' misjudged a few doorways and pieces of exercise equipment along the way. The big ape would be nursing bruises for days to come. 




The Creature Below - Omnibus



Beth seemed to be overjoyed at the rescue. After that she continued working out with him all the while talking and flirting. Aden swore that she was giving him a 'my hero' look the entire time. He didn't bring up seeing her that night again; instead opting to talk about interests, hobbies, schooling, and whatever else came up. 

Eventually, Beth's watch went off. "Damn..." she muttered. "I've got to get going." 

"Problem," Aden asked her. 

"No, just that I have enough time to get a shower and get to work, that's all." Beth said. She gave him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks for the workout. It was a lot of fun." 

"No chance of a date tonight, huh?" he asked. 

Beth walked with him back to the locker rooms. "No, but I'd love to see you again. Rain Check?" she asked sweetly, giving him a peck on the cheek. 

Aden's cheek seemed to burn where her lips touched. Images of her flat on her back screaming his name in ecstasy while he screwed her senseless ran through his mind. "Oh, definitely," he croaked out. He watched her go to the ladies locker room, watching her fine ass bounce in the process. He then got images of him ramming that ass repeatedly while she screamed her pretty little brown haired head off. 

A devious thought came to his mind of following her into the ladies room and taking her in the shower. No, not here... Something in his head then told him. No, definitely not here, elsewhere; it had to be elsewhere. Follow Her... the rumbling voice in his head prompted. Hm, Her house perhaps? He came to the decision that he was going to follow her to see where she lived at. She had to go home sometime so he'd simply surprise her. Who didn't like surprises like that? 

He rushed to the men's locker room. In record time he was showered, changed, and back in his car waiting for Beth to come out. He didn't have long to wait as she was bounding out of the club heading for her car now dressed in a simple blouse and blue jeans. He got images in his mind of what her car looked like and somehow, deep down, he just knew what her license plate number was. Sure enough, a pretty maroon car that seemed to fit her with the vanity plate of 'POOLGRL' pulled out with Beth at the wheel. 

The deep, resonating voice in his head sounded again. Follow Her... Aden gave her a decent head start before pulling out onto the road to follow her car north. They drove on for about a half hour before the city gave way to countryside which eventually turned into a small rural town up in the mountains. He followed her car at a respectable distance for another half hour before seeing her turn into the parking lot of what looked like the only tavern in town. It was dusk now and he watched her hurry into the bar while he parked. 

Once he got inside, Aden stuck to the shadows. He saw Beth already hard at work tending bar. Aden took a seat on the other side of the building with his back to a wall. He had a good view of the entire floor where he was at. To blend in, he ordered a beer to start the night out with from the cute little blonde waitress that came by. As cute as she was, he never took his eyes off of Beth. Part of him was relieved that she was here working. At least it wasn't a line just to blow him off. Another part of him wondered why she was working here. After all, shouldn't someone with a degree in Marine Biology be working at an aquarium or something? Maybe he'd talk to his boss about that later. Surely to god there was need of someone like her in the Forestry Service somewhere. 

Aden worked at blending in, keeping to the far side of the tavern. He shot some pool, threw some darts, even played an old arcade game in the corner, but never once approached the bar where Beth was at. Eventually he ate some dinner while waiting for Beth's shift to be over. A couple of discreet inquires and he found out that she only worked part time during the busier days or when the tavern needed the coverage like today. 

It was close to last call when Aden was back in his booth in the corner, lounging. There was some movement that he caught in the corner of his eye. He jerked in surprise when he saw the town's Sheriff sitting across from him in the booth. The Sheriff, who looked a lot like that old guy off of Longmire, just gave him a hard, even stare. He looked over to the bar at Beth and then back at Aden. "When you leave this bar tonight, son, just be sure you know what it is you're going after," he finally said. 

What the hell was this? Who the hell did this guy think he was, John Wayne or something? Aden gave him a sideways glance and continued looking at Beth. "Relax, sir, I'm not going to hurt her or anything," he chuckled. 

The Sheriff didn't laugh, he just stared at him. "Son, there ain't a single soul in this bar that's worried about you hurting her," he said. That got Aden's attention. Slowly, he turned back to Sheriff Longmire-Wayne. "There are things here that you have no clue about, Ranger Boy. The fact that you're a Fed makes things both interesting and difficult all at the same time." With that he stood up, tipped his head in a gesture as if he were still wearing his hat, and turned to leave. 

Aden stopped him, shaking his head to make sure that he'd heard the Sheriff correctly. "Wait; was that a veiled threat or something?" 

"I wish..." The Sheriff said sadly. "In this open country in all of these mountains, people get lost all the time. But I'd hate to have the FBI up here doing an investigation, especially for someone like you who's supposed to know their way around the woods." He shook his head as well. "Makes me wish Beth had chosen someone else," he muttered as he walked away. 

Aden frowned in confusion but soon forgot about the Sheriff as she watched Beth hang up her bar apron and then punch out. That was his cue. He waited for her to get out the door before heading out himself. He knew what he wanted and he wanted Beth and he wanted her tonight. Months of flirting and talking were at an end. It was time for some action. 

Longmire-Wayne was at the door with his arms crossed. "Just remember son; anything that happens after you leave here tonight is all on you." Aden just gave him an incredulous glare as he walked out. Beth's car was stopped at the entrance of the parking lot with her turn signal on. Aden had enough time to get in his car to follow in the direction that she turned. It was totally dark now with a full moon shining overhead. He had no problem picking up her taillights up on the road ahead. It was easy to follow her on the lonely stretch of road that wound up the mountain through the forests. 

He saw her turn off of the road. Aden killed his headlights, not wanting to make it too obvious that he was turning into her driveway behind her. He eased the car up the gravel path and parked behind hers. The lights to her house were on but he didn't see any movement in the windows. He got out and walked up to the front door, knocking. There was no response. 

Aden then heard some splashing coming from the back of the property. Curious, he moved around the side of the house. There was a spacious deck that stood out over a small hill that gradually went down to the mountain lake. That's where he saw Beth. In the moonlight he could see her swimming around in the black waters of the lake, totally nude. His cock stiffened to attention at the sight of her pale skin glowing in the moonlight as the water rippled around her. He ducked behind some bushes under the deck so that he could watch her. The view that he had of her earlier at the club was nothing compared to what he was looking at now. 

He watched as Beth swam around in lazy circles for a while before climbing out onto a small pier that looked like it had been recently constructed. There she toweled herself dry before getting some lotion to rub all over her body. Then, while kneeling upright on the towel, she reached over the side of the pier. Aden strained to get a good view of what was going on while at the same time admiring her bare ass sticking straight up. He watched as she plucked some kind of vine out of the water. His cock threatened to explode in his jeans when she lifted it to her lips and began to suck on it hard as if it were someone's manhood. She'd turned just right so that he could watch her in profile give head to the vine. 

Suddenly the vine gushed out some kind of nectar. Beth placed it over her head to allow the nectar to shower her. She then proceeded to lay the vine down beside her while she then rubbed it into her skin. Aden moaned with lust as she paid special attention to rubbing her full breasts with pert nipples, slender waist, her tight round ass, and even her shaven crotch, making sure that the strange nectar covered her entire body. Her body seemed to glisten now in the twilight. Aden was harder than he'd ever been in his life from watching like some teenage peeping tom. What the hell was coming over him? What was it about Beth that had him doing all of these crazy things today? 

Beth was up and moving again. She'd actually planted a kiss on the vine before lowering it gently back into the water. Aden mentally shrugged. Maybe she knew a little about botany as a hobby or something. Maybe there was something about that vine and its nectar that was better than body lotion. He crouched down in the shadows of the deck behind his bush of refuge. The last thing he wanted right now was for her to see him hiding like some kind of stalker. But then again, wasn't that exactly what he was doing? His head swam as she walked by still in the buff. That intoxicating scent of her perfume followed in her wake as she went up to the house. He was amazed that it was still on her despite her being in the water. Or was that nectar the perfume? 

Moments later he heard the door close and saw the lights wink out. Not thinking entirely straight, Aden crept up to the door and tested the knob. Much to his surprise and glee, he found it unlocked. He opened it slowly, not daring to make a sound. Once he was satisfied that Beth wasn't coming down to check on the door opening, he shucked off his shoes and socks at the door, not wanting to make any noise and inched the door closed. Figuring that Beth slept upstairs, he practically tiptoed through the house to her bedroom. 

Boy is she a fast sleeper... he thought when he reached the master bedroom. Beth was already curled up in a ball with her hind end facing him. He got a perfect view of her shaven mound between closed legs again. His raging hard-on in his pants demanded release now more than ever. Take Her... The voice in the back of his mind goaded him on. Almost as if in a daze, he walked into her room while taking his t-shirt off. Her sweet scent seemed to just hang in the room. He inhaled her aroma deeply; Aden just couldn't get enough of it. 

As he walked in, his eyes caught the gentle motion of a bundle of Beth's nylons, wafting in the summer breeze from the open window, on the dresser. He grabbed them on his way by. He regarded them in his hand and the looked at Beth's sleeping form. Take Her... The voice insisted inside of his head. Without a second thought he leapt onto the bed and pounced on her. 

Beth was awake immediately as she opened her mouth to scream. He clamped his massive hand over her mouth, muffling her. Aden really didn't know why he even bothered as they were miles from any other living soul that could possibly hear them. It felt like he was almost compelled to do it. He took one pair of nylons to gag her, ignoring her feeble attempts at fighting him away. She was slapping at his arms and shoulders while kicking and bucking underneath of him. He was straddling her belly so the movements did nothing to dislodge him. He then quickly tied her wrists to the bedposts before moving down her body to tie her ankles to the bedposts at the foot of the bed, securing her spread eagle. 

Her chest was heaving now as she looked at him in wide-eyed fright. She was totally bared to him and there was nothing she could do about it. She looked sexy and vulnerable. A single tear ran down the side of her face and Aden briefly considered his actions. Then an urgent voice thundered in the back of his skull. Take Her... Claim Her... She's Yours! It practically roared in his mind. 

Aden' resolve snapped as he tore off his jeans and boxers. His massive erection stood proudly, saluting Beth's nakedness. He quickly mounted her, lifting her thighs slightly, and plunged into her wet and waiting pussy. Beth screamed from behind her gag, arching her body against her bonds. The nylons held. "You..." Aden growled down at her. She looked up at him with her beautiful, tear filled blue eyes. "You are mine." He said as he thrust into her all the way to the base of his hardness. 

Beth wailed as she was impaled even deeper by his cock. It ripped straight across her swollen clit. Aden couldn't help but marvel at just how tight she was. He knew from talking with her in the past that she wasn't a virgin. In fact, he knew that she'd had multiple partners in the past. But still, she was really tight. It must be from all of her exercising and swimming. He pushed those thoughts aside as one thought came to the forefront; fucking. 

Aden leaned into her and proceeded to pound her hard, just like in the vision he had earlier. He hit her clit just right. Beth's cries turned to whimpers which then went to soft moans and mews as he continued to fuck her pussy as hard and as fast as he possibly could. Aden grit his teeth as he felt her pussy instinctively clamp down around his hardness like a vice as it pumped in and out of her. He couldn't hold back anymore. He'd been hard off and on all day because of her. He arched his back, rammed his pelvis into hers, and blew his load deep into her womb. 

Beth arched her back and cried out at the same time as her own orgasm engulfed her. Her pussy gripped and released his cock, milking it as it continued to spurt and throb inside of her, prolonging the intense pleasure for both of them. Aden managed a few more thrusts inside of her womanhood as his cock finally drained after pumping what seemed to be an endless load of cum into her. He collapsed down onto her. Both of their bodies were sweaty from the sudden exertion of sex. Both breathed heavily in time with one another, their hearts pounding scant inches apart. His cock continued to spurt inside of her while they lay there trembling with each other. 

Eventually, with his head swimming from the dazzling sex, Aden pulled out of her and rolled off the bed. He managed to find his feet as he padded down the hall to relieve himself in the bathroom. He then started back towards Beth's room, not even knowing why he came down the hall instead of going into the master bathroom. He paused in the foyer at the top of the stairs and sank into a small love seat that was there. The pale moonlight shone down on him from the window. 

It then sunk in what he'd done and he felt instant remorse. What had just happened? What did he do? He buried his head in his hands as he contemplated his actions. He'd stalked a girl, broke into her house, stole into her room, and then promptly raped her. His breath came in short gaps as he realized that his life was effectively over. "Oh God..." he moaned. "What have I done?" 

"Only what I wanted you to do..." Beth, clad in a pink robe, said from the doorway of the master bedroom. 

* 

Moments earlier... 

Beth lounged on the bed basking in the afterglow of sex. Her body hummed and tingled all over. Aden was definitely the man for her. He fit every single criterion on her list. Damn, did he know how to lay a girl! He was everything that she wanted and then some. She waited for him to go to the bathroom down the hall from the mental nudge that she gave him. That gave her time to slip out of her nylon bonds, thankful that Mila had shown her tricks to get out of them easily. It actually took her longer than she thought as he'd tied her down good and tight. She heard him doing his business in the hallway by the time she got loose and found a towel to clean herself up with. She rubbed a hand over her belly. Soon she'd be full with his child and that thought made her smile. 

She then heard Aden sit heavily on the love seat out in the foyer. Beth grabbed her bathrobe and walked to the doorway. She was pleased that he was feeling remorse over this. It made him honorable. "Oh God... What have I done?" he asked himself, head buried in his hands. 

"Only what I wanted you to do." Beth told him. His head snapped up and she saw his adam's apple bob slightly as he swallowed hard. 

"I wouldn't blame you in the least little bit if you called your Sheriff to arrest me." Aden croaked out. "I'll go quietly." 

"You are a gallant, wonderful man." Beth said with a small smile. She walked out to stand in front of him, caressing the side of his face. "Everything that has happened today I was because I wanted it to." 

"What?" was all he managed to get out. Beth knelt before him and touched his knee. Aden' mind was flooded with a replay of the events of the day, but this time from her perspective. 

Beth intentionally waiting in her car for him to enter the gym... She intentionally walks by him so that he can get wind of her scent... 

...Beth planting suggestions into Ape Boy's mind to corner her just so that she can test Aden's possessive and protective nature... her leg is positioned between the man's legs in case Aden chickens out... she has the ability and intent to make the thug suffer should she have to... 

...Beth intentionally driving slow so that Aden is sure to follow her car... she stays away from him all night at the tavern so that the Sheriff can have his talk, but she knew that he was there the entire time... 

...she turns on to the empty mountain road. She sees his headlights behind her and knows that it's him. After all, she lives in the only house down this road... 

...Beth immediately goes down for a swim and thinks that it is cute how he's hiding in the bushes watching her. She deliberately walks by his hiding spot to give him a good view of her nude body and another chance at catching her scent... she leaves the back door unlocked in hopes that he'll follow... 

...she likes being tied up, she likes feeling helpless when she's being taken, which was why she left her nylons out for him to find... She hears her door open and her heart leaps in her chest as he closes in... 

Aden gasped and blinked as Beth broke the connection. She waited until his mind processed all that she showed him. "Were... Were you controlling me?" he finally managed to ask. 

Beth shook her head, her light brown hair dancing in the moonlight around her head. "I gave you little suggestions here and there. It was ultimately your decision that led you here to me tonight. I know your inner thoughts and I know that had I not set you up for the peep show out back you would've done a nice romantic seduction at the front door." She smiled at him again. "I know how you like to be dominant in the bedroom but not abusive. It's one of the qualities I like most about you." 

"So was that you the whole day egging me on to claim you?" He looked at her strangely. 

"That was... something else." Beth was hesitant to tell him about what was at the bottom of the lake at that moment that was goading him. After all, he was getting quite the shock tonight. "I'll explain later. For now, what I want to know is did you mean what you said earlier? Did you mean it when you said that I was yours?" 

Aden looked down at her expectant face. God she was so beautiful and intelligent. Finally he nodded, "Yes," he said at last. "I don't know why, but I've fallen for you hard Beth." 




The Creature of the Night



My name is Destiny and I am a vampire. Unlike those bullshit stories, I don't need blood to survive, I need cum juices. I am doomed to wander the earth alone for all of eternity, cat form when the sun is up and human form when the moon rises. Day time I get stroked and night time I do the stroking. Male or female, it doesn't matter, as long as they cum so I can live for another day. I prey on the helpless and the young. I prey only on those that are as beautiful as I am. I am not conceited. It's a fact. The more gorgeous they are, the sweeter their cum tastes. Every night I roam the dark lit streets searching, sniffing the air for the smell of sexual heat and young hot hormones. Searching for that special someone that I could feed off and you never know one day, someone I could love. I have never met anyone yet who had the same sexual desires and stamina as I do.

I just rounded the corner of the night club district about to give up on the search for this night, and that is when I found her. She stood outside the doors of a sleazy nightclub amongst a group of people. One quick look and I knew she met all my requirements and more. Her red, silky, shiny hair just reaching beyond her shoulder blades, curling ever so slightly at the edges. Her mini skirt hugging her ass tightly and showed off her long slim legs that were tucked into thigh high come-fuck-me boots. Her sequined, black, backless top draped over her braless small but perky breasts. Her green penetrating eyes met mine briefly as she glanced around and smiled at me with those full, red, scrumptious lips. When our eyes met I knew everything about her. That's one of my many vampire talents. Her name was Natasha and she was 18 years old. Her boyfriend (Tim? James? No that's not right, ahhhh Jim, that's it!) was the big burly looking fellow standing on her right. Her friends stood to her left. I knew she had been with 5 men before her boyfriend but never once with a female. I knew she had never touched herself. I knew she was hot and horny as hell. I knew by the end of the night she would be begging me for more.

I walked over to the group and grabbed her hand. No one dared to stop me. "Come with me, Natasha," I said, tugging at her hand.

"Yes," she said and no one questioned who I was or how I knew her name or why she was going with me. Not even her boyfriend.

I led her through the dark streets, neither of us saying a word. We arrived at my apartment a short time later. As I led her up the stairs, I thought about the things I would love to do to her and her do to me. My tight jeans rubbing against my clit as I took each step were making the wetness on my panties spread. As soon as I closed the doors, I spun her around and forcefully yet passionately kissed her, feeling her hot breath enter my mouth and heard her moan from the back of her throat. I pulled her head back by her hair, exposing her bare shoulders and nibbled and sucked at her neck until she began to go limp in my arms. I reached behind her hair and undid the ties to her top and then untied the back ones, letting her top drop to the floor.

"Undress," I said and stood back and watched. Natasha bent over and unzipped her boots, taking each one off slowly, teasing and taunting me by taking her time. She smiled shyly as she undid her zipper and wiggled sexily out off both her skirt and panties. Involuntarily I sucked in a short burst of air, as I stared at her nakedness. She was a beautiful woman with a bod to die for. I could not find one flaw. "Come," I said as I went to the bathroom.

I turned on the shower and got undressed. I knew she was staring at my lean, athletic body and that made me even wetter. I stepped in and motioned for her to follow. When she was in the shower, I pushed her against the cold tiles and raised her hands above her head and held them there as I kissed her. I kissed her mouth, her neck and her arms taking my time and enjoying every moment. I grabbed both wrists with one hand and ran my hand down her smooth young body, down to her pussy and rubbed her lips with my fingers until I could feel her hip trying to press against my hand. Her body was begging my fingers to enter her lips and to touch her love bud.

"Please," she begged.

"NO," I replied. I let go of her wrists and grabbed the shower gel and sponge and slowly went over every part of her body and then she did mine, our bodies glistening from the shower gel and water. I held my breasts in my hands and stepped closer to her and rubbed my hard nipples against hers. Her moaning and groaning got louder as our nipples touched, our slippery bodies grinding each other's.

"Please," she begged again.

"Not yet, my love," I said sternly. I ran my fingers down her cheek to her lips and she placed two of them inside her mouth. Looking deeply into my eyes, she began to suck at them. The moisture and sensation of her mouth and lips around my fingers, the water on my back was making my pussy throb and scream for attention. But I could wait. I could wait forever, for that's all I have. I leaned forward and kissed those full lips once again. As I did I reached down and ran circles around her clit.

"Mmmmmmm, Oh God," she grunted.

"No, my dear Natasha, but close enough," I said as I entered her with my fingers. Her sweet hot pussy felt so tight and moist around my fingers that I felt like I was in heaven. With my fingers inside her pounding away and my thumb rubbing her bud, I bit down on her shoulders with my vampire teeth bringing her to her first all-girl orgasm. I could feel her pussy muscles contract against my fingers and her cum ran down my hand. I took out my fingers gently and raised them to my mouth and sucked and fed off her juices. We tenderly washed each other with the sponge washing all the soapy gel away. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off and then dried Natasha down, slowly running the towel up and down those long legs and taking my time in between them. 

She followed me out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. I turned the CD player on and heard the African drum music playing in the background. I laid her on the bed, her hair still dripping wet from the shower, and I reached for the drawer. I pulled out my pink pearl vibrator and lube and kneeled between her legs. "Use it on yourself," I said, handing it to her.

She got the lube and rubbed it all over the vibrator. "I have never used one before. But for you, I will, my ..... I don't even know your name." She looked at me, uncertain for a moment.

"Destiny is my name and pleasuring you is my game, my sexy sweet Natasha."

And with that she smiled. Natasha lay back on the pillows and closed her eyes, letting the music engulf her. She ran her hands over her breasts and over her hard pink nipples, her body arching as she did so. She cupped her breasts in her hands and squeezed them gently, moaning softly. There was still lube on her hands and now she spread it over her breasts, making them shine by the bedside light. Natasha placed her fingers again around her nipples and rubbed them as she pulled them to the point I knew it would hurt. A good hurt.

"Ohhhhhh that feels so good," she said huskily. She ran her hands together down the middle of her firm, flat stomach and over her mound of red hair and into her sweet pussy, her ass lifting off the sheets as she raised up to meet her hands. Her fingers were disappearing into her pussy, twisting and turning, only coming out to rub her swollen clit.

I reached over and handed her the vibrator that she had placed beside her. She pressed the on button and it began to hum, the pearls going around in a semi circular motion. She placed it against her pussy and slowly inserted it. Only an inch, then two and as she grunted she took the whole lot.

"Oh my God, Oh my God!" she screamed. The vibrator disappeared deeply into soaking pussy, with the tickler rubbing at her clit. She let it sit there for a couple of seconds then pounded the vibrator in and out, slow at first then fast. She would stop the vibrator so the pearls were just at the entrance of her pussy and let the pearls work their magic and then pound away again, the vibrations sending her body into spasms. She began to cum.

As I sat between her legs watching her, I placed my own hand in between my legs and began to rub my own hard, pulsating clit to the beating of the drums in the background. My head fell backwards, my long hair brushing against my naked back as I too began to climax. We both came together, her body twisting and bucking with her orgasm, mine sending my legs to jelly. I decided right then that I could not let her go, let her go back to her former life and her boyfriend. I wanted my sweet darling Natasha as I have never wanted anything more in my long entire life.

"Natasha, my sweet baby, do you want to stay with me forever or go back to your boring life? Are you cumming or going?" I asked, no I dared her.

"Staying, cumming, whatever you so desire, my Destiny," she smiled. I leant forward and I sunk my teeth into her clit and gently sucked her lingering remaining cum that was still around her pussy, tasting her sweetness. I moved over her body and kneeled above her head.

"Baby, suck me, lick me, become me," I ordered, as I placed my pussy over her lips.

"Yes, yes, oh God, YES please," she begged. She hungrily flicked her tongue around my clit in circles. And when I thought I couldn't take anymore, she then fucked my pussy with her long tongue. She stopped and began to suck and lick my clit, bringing me to new orgasmic heights until I came again, this time all over her lovely face.

When she finished tasting me, I moved my body down lower on hers, my still wet pussy and clitoris rubbing against her naked chest leaving a wet slimy trail. I bent over and kissed her, letting both our cum juices combine in our mouths. That was I all I needed to do to make her mine. Combined juices makes her like me, just my juices alone would kill her. I then sat up and watched her transform. I watched in fascination as her green eyes had turned into a crystal blue and her red hair darkened until it became black. She died as I watched her and then she sat up and sucked in a breath of air and became a cum-sucking creature of the night. If it was possible, she was twice as gorgeous. We fell asleep in each other's arms and woke as two cats and spent the day licking each other, waiting for the moon to appear so we could make love to each other. She's only cumming for me now. And OH baby! She cums and she cums again and again. And each time she cums, I cum. We never have to go searching anymore. We feed off only each other, living off each other's juices, never needing another human except when we desire a hard throbbing cock, but that is another story...



The Creature's Island Pt. 01



Oddly enough this all started as a bet. Unfortunately, I lost... so I had to write a 1000 word smut about a creature of my choosing, and this would be the first story I ever finish till the end. Not something I'm completely proud of. Regardless, if I was going to do it, I was going to do my best, and I think I did pretty well for my first (insert virginity joke here, because someone's gonna make it) story. I hope you enjoy, and know that while I'm slightly unnerved by this being the first, I will probably do more. But don't expect regularity.

*****

I wake up in darkness, the kind that makes you see things that aren't there and fills you with fear of the unknown. The saying that mentions when you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring back at you comes from that feeling. It has infinite eyes and limbs and claws and teeth and even faces, limited only by your own imagination. You could say my imagination was on overdrive, because I couldn't move, or get up and I especially couldn't run away. I feel cool, uneven rock underneath my mostly naked skin, but the air itself is warm and humid. It would probably feel comfortable if I honestly cared about the temperature. 

Our senses are funny things in total darkness. They become sharpened when you can't rely on your vision to show you your surroundings. As my mind finally began to pay attention to those heightened senses, I noticed three very important things: One, I was tied up and blindfolded. It wasn't rope and it wasn't zip ties or even chains. It felt more like string, soft and slightly flexible, but it also wasn't string because it seemed much stronger and even sticky, but different than tape. Again, my mind would probably be more curious about that, if it wasn't for the second thing that my senses told me. 

I wasn't alone. I could hear two distinct types of breathing that told me there were at least two of them close by. One was gasping and moaning, weak and exhausted and with a familiar sound to it that my mind couldn't figure out. The other one was... Bigger. It breathed heavier and longer, but didn't sound exhausted and was much deeper and mingled with faint, wet sounds. The last of my senses finally kicked in, and I could smell something was in the air, something I easily recognized. You can only have sex so many times before you begin to recognize the smell of it, and there was enough of the smell to remind me I was only human. I got a little turned on, but then I quickly denied it. 

I remembered what had happened before I woke up, and it filled me with more fear and terror than the abyss could ignore. I began to see faces, all kinds of faces with different emotions. The people on that catamaran were happy and bored and tired... Until all of their faces became overwhelmed with fear and despair, surrounded by fire. And then their faces became worse. They became still. They were faces of the dead. I began to go through what had happened...

"Katie! Look, look! Did you see that dolphin jump in the air like that?" 

"What! Where is it? Oh, look there's another over there!"

I was really bored just looking out on the ocean with nothing happening, so when something finally did literally pop up, I was as excited as a child. It's amazing what entertains you when you're otherwise dying of boredom. We were late to our scheduled catamaran boat ride this morning, so rather than lose out on a whole day seeing the ocean near the Bahamas, we took the cheapest tour we could find. 

We found it in the name of the Ocean Princess, a smaller, older boat on the side of the harbor, and it was really cheap. It also required no reservation, so Katie and I gladly hopped on. Of course, we may have decided not to if we had known that we'd be bored out of our minds. 

Unlike the weather report, a bunch of clouds had snuck up on us so the ocean was less than sparkling, and the damn boat made enough noise that I thought we'd scared everything away for miles. Having been proven wrong, I was lightened up just a little. It was bad enough that the sun and humidity was still making me sweat underneath my thin, grey-blue button shirt and black two-piece string bikini. It was my favorite pick for our vacation and now I felt like I shouldn't have even bothered. It was what I always wore when I wanted to show off, since it accentuated my curves and left little to the imagination, as the shirt flapped in the wind to reveal the skimpy swimsuit underneath.

Katie's sweet voice broke me out my thoughts, saying, "You always did like dolphins, didn't you Sarah. Maybe they'll stop and let us swim with them?"

Her soft, round face smiled happily as she tilted her head over the boat rail, to see my face better, and her waist length, flowing, golden blonde hair waved like a sunlit ocean in the tropical breeze. Her sky blue eyes pierced my own with her childish glee, matched by an ocean blue, solid hairpin she always has tightly in her hair. She was an angel, pure and simple. Her figure was average height and slight, but just the right amount of curvature to show she was a beautiful woman. Her breasts were lovely handfuls that were modestly hidden by a light blue one-piece swimsuit and a long white sundress that matched her spotless skin. You could get a glimpse of her doll-like figure underneath the white cloth, but were unable to see it in detail, a constant and almost innocent tease. She was my best friend. She was my angel. She was my whole world. 

We had met at our college earlier this year and had quickly bonded as close friends. Don't ask me why, but we did. Our other friends called us the "conscience duo", on account of her angelic appearance and my more devilish looks. I had full, curling, orange red hair that just touched my shoulders, with enough freckles on my cheeks to pull off cute, tempting smiles and mischievous dark green hazel eyes that people would say slightly changed depending on my mood. I had a less than modest figure, which was all hourglass curves that I worked hard on to keep in shape. 

My womanly, sensual hips and larger breasts meant that it was easier to lose my curves to my diet, so I had to watch it more than Katie did. After regular jogging, some yoga and even swimming, I enjoyed how guys would stare at my voluptuous chest as I walked toward them, and then turn to ogle my toned ass when I passed them by. The little minx (Katie) didn't need to do a thing to keep her slip of a figure and would even dare to eat boxes of sweets. It really made me jealous. 

In a lot of ways we were opposites. I knew how to get around the clubs and how to be the life of a party. Katie didn't like alcohol and was scared of overbearing guys. She was generally submissive and very trusting of other girls. I was well versed in getting all kinds of people in the mood and staying in control. I generally didn't care what gender my partner was, and she was so easy to tease. However, she seemed to relax me with her presence and I was able to help her let go a little and have some fun. One day we just took things to the next level after some drinks, and since then we've been an item for two months. Some would say the devil corrupted the angel. I see it as her pure innocence washed away my vices. A little melodramatic, but I like it. 

After hooking up, I stopped messing around in clubs and bars, deciding instead to try out a serious relationship with her. It had been a good choice. Some people looked at us oddly, but it was the 21st century and people need to understand that sexuality is just another way of interacting with people. You don't need to be the same gender to love and be with each other, and we were happy with our choice. 

At this point in our lives, we both had part time jobs alongside college and we needed a vacation. Katie's family had recently given her some airline tickets to Florida. Now here we were, in the Bahamas, after taking a small cruise line from Florida to here and we were fully enjoying our vacation... Sort of. The dolphins were here at least, and Katie was still wanting to play with them.

I look back at her now, my famous teasing smile on my face, and warned, "Sure thing, but make sure you have a whistle. Those dolphins may try to molest you if you get close. They like sex just as much as I do, and they don't know the word stop." 

I laughed after teasing her with a playful joke... and then I noticed how she suddenly decided not to go near the water... apparently my comparison was a little too convincing. Well, I can't exactly blame her, she tuckers out pretty quickly and I've been known for my stamina... Honestly, I'm surprised girls like her still exist, but at least she enjoys being together with me and that's all I care about.

We continued our small talk and kept our eyes on the pod of happy, playful dolphins. That was when the motor quite literally exploded behind the boat and sent both Katie and I over the edge. It really happened that fast, without any warning, like a bad movie that only wants to get to the climax. Then again, there were a few signs. The boat was old, it was driven by a man who smelled of alcohol and reeked of mismanagement, and apparently bad things happen when you try to use an engine that hadn't been cleaned up properly in god knows how many years. 

We were thrown into the crashing waves, which had become more and more hectic from the storm that was heading our way from behind those clouds. Katie and I were in a bad state and we were in trouble if we didn't find land soon. We were the lucky ones. 

Apparently, the boat was either much older than it looked or it really needed that maintenance, because whatever was supposed to keep the rest of the fuel from exploding failed miserably. The boat had opened up in the middle and billowed out fire and smoke and screams like a raging monster. We were underwater when it actually exploded in full, so we didn't get hit by debris, but we could still feel its impact under there. When I brought Katie up with me, I knew there were probably no survivors. 

If Katie wasn't still shocked by what was happening, she would try to find anyone who was still alive. She was a good person. I am not that good of a person. I knew their chances, and I knew how fast our own were dwindling. 

I turned us around and tried swimming for that pod of dolphins nearby, hoping we would get some help like what all those rescue stories talk about. Luckily the dolphins were nice enough not to molest Katie and politely swam us to a nearby island... I think. We both fell unconscious, so I don't know how far we were brought, but at the end I could have sworn I felt fur underneath me instead of smooth blubber. The next thing I remember is being pulled out of the water and onto the sand, and finally being wrapped up in glorious warmth after being stuck in the ocean for who knows how long.

Right now in the dark void of mysterious sounds and sex, I couldn't find Katie, I didn't know why two people were having sex right next to me, I couldn't move in any meaningful way and I still couldn't get the blindfold off of me. I tried to quietly rub my head on the rock underneath me, so as to maybe pull it off and finally see what was going on. 

After a few seconds, I finally got one eye over it, apparently it was loosely tied on, and what greeted my adjusting eyes first was the light of the moon. It was just peeking over a large sized hole in the roof of the... cave, definitely a cave. 

It was more than large enough to stand in and the walls were smooth and had ripples on them, like the floor. This may be caused by it being submerged in water at one point... wow, I must be really scared if water erosion was the first thing that my mind wanted to think about, finding myself tied up and trapped in a cave god knows where. Priorities, forget about marine geography, I had to see what was around me. I had to find Katie. 

It was a beautiful, white moon that drowned the light of the nearby stars, its pale beams began to pour in like a natural skylight. It was plenty good enough to see with. 

"uhh... Ahhh!"

I hear an actual moan and scream of ecstasy, one that I absolutely recognized: Katie. I quickly brought my sight to the sound and saw the person I loved more than the world covered in sweat and with eyes so vacant and lustful that she looked positively enslaved. 

She was still wearing her one-piece, but it was slightly torn in places and covered with strands of... silk? Her arms were bound together above her head and stuck to the ground and kept her from escaping. The same silvery threads were on her body, although those fibers appeared to be cut and were simply hanging loosely at her sides, so they did nothing to restrain her shaking form. 

I then noticed that those same fibers were on me, over my two-piece and bare skin, also attached to the cave floor. Although in my case, my hands were tied behind my back, underneath me. 

This is bad. This is very bad. I'm having a nightmare and I just can't wake up. My thoughts were circling around this. I was trapped. In a cave. Watching my girlfriend, legs completely pulled to the sides and lying limply, being molested in front of me by some person that I still couldn't see past the circle of light the moon made. And for some reason she was covered in webs made by the mother of all spiders. And it was going to get worse. I screamed like an idiot, in my rage and fear, unable to hold back.

"Get away from her you SICK FREAK! Let us go right NOW or I'll..." 

I stopped midway in my threat. I couldn't finish my sentence. I couldn't move my eyes. I couldn't do anything as the shadow between Katie's legs moved. The silver light of the moon was moving farther and farther down Katie's heaving breasts and sweat-sheened body, her eyes still lifeless even after my outburst. I had never seen that look before, like she had endured the activity for an eternity, constantly on the verge of blacking out, and yet somehow unable to, only allowed to feel and endure. She looked broken, and it filled me with even more fear as the whatever-it-was pulled away from her. There was a long, wet, sliding noise, until the thing's head had brought itself completely away from her. I saw her sigh and tremble one last time, before she was finally able to pass out from sheer exhaustion. 

Then the creature moved over Katie's exhausted body, into the light, and time went still. It was huge. Its face was long and smooth with the little scales that covered it. The jaw was wide and long, like a wild stallion if it was covered in that delicate armor, still glistening wet from Katie's juices. Its entire body was a mix of dark, shimmering fur and those same reflective scales that all seemed to catch the moonlight just right. The night had turned all the scales into silver. 

The hair was like a mane, all around its neck and across the spine of its back, continuing on to the tail that was still not completely visible. The scales covered everything else in varying sizes, the arms, shoulders and chest having the largest ones. It had huge shoulders that bulged and flowed with obvious strength. It was held up with four legs as thick as Katie's waist and probably as tough as steel. Maybe it would be better to say it was like a mythical dragon and a savage lion had taken the best of what they had and mixed it together to make a work of art and power. At the same time, it didn't feel like something that belonged in this world.

It silently roared that mysterious power with its every movement, stepping closer to my helpless self. I didn't know what to focus on, the huge claws the creature had on each foot that could tear me to shreds, or its eyes that would swallow me whole in their depths. Almost ten feet of ungodly, wild vigor was concentrated in its two, scratch that, FOUR all-black eyes that focused their entire view on me. It felt like it could see things I never could comprehend. 

When it was finally in front of me, it crouched down and angled its face to me, its scales amazingly started changing color as it rumbled like a five-foot tall lion. The sound of it struck my chest and my eyes widened at the bright colors on its ever-changing scales: From black to red to green to blue to mixtures and patterns of all the colors in between, all tinged by the silver moon. It was like a constantly changing rainbow, and was impossible to ignore. I was absolutely mesmerized. I was distracted.

I was preoccupied with the show (and in my defense I also only had one eye out from the blindfold), so I didn't notice its tail had finally come around. I only sensed it when it was almost at my face, as if I felt a tingling sensation from its very presence. I turned my head toward it, the only movement my tied up body was allowed, and saw a bunch of long, dexterous, clawless fingers on the end of at least six feet of thickly dense tail. Definitely not normal! Absolutely weird! If four eyes weren't bad enough, now it had a freaking hand for a tail... Why couldn't we just have a normal vacation?

I couldn't wriggle away as the tail's fingers finally reached my face, but instead of crushing my skull it delicately lifted the blindfold completely off my face. I was at the edge of the moonlight, so I couldn't see everything about my body, but I felt its claws carefully cut away the threads holding down my legs and body to the rocky ground. 

I couldn't figure out what it wanted from me, if it didn't want to eat me... No that's not right, I had a feeling I knew exactly what it wanted, I was just too scared by what that meant for me. You would think that being (literally) eaten would be the absolute worst way to go, but Katie's eyes... I want to be in control, not lose it to some... thing! 

The beast loomed over me and I could feel its warm, almost furnace like breath wash over me and cause me to start to sweat. The heat hugged me like a campfire in the cold, relaxing but strong. I continued to stare up at the creature in fear. It seemed to observe my whole body from top to bottom, looking as if it was observing a curiosity. After its scales shone a deep red and its rumbling became even deeper, it had finished releasing most of my web-like bonds, except for the ones holding my hands. 

It leaned down and brought its mouth to my waist, nibbling my body as it rose to my neck. It nuzzled the nape of my neck and I could feel the natural lubrication from Katie's depths smear on my skin. Its residual body heat was so hot I could still feel the trail he had left across my body. Its eyes had never stopped watching mine, looking for my reaction with every move it made. When it was done, it brought its head back up and moved to wrap its tail around my waist and slowly bring me up from the ground.

At that point I did attempt to struggle, trying to wriggle out of its grip. However, its tingling, oppressive rumbling suddenly sharpened into a warning growl that was like a hanging guillotine. I wanted to fight back, I wanted to run, but I also wanted to live. Its grip tightened for only second, as if to show that it was only gently holding me up, and did not intend on crushing me like it very well could. If it wanted to hurt me now, it would have... That said, nothing could stop it later.

I couldn't do a thing. I couldn't fight back, I couldn't run, and I was not in control of whether I lived or died. It had all the power in the world and it was going to use me and throw me aside. Maybe even eat us both at the end. I felt myself begin to cry, tears came down and I finally gave up. 

Upon seeing my tears, however, the creature brought me close to its face and extended what looked like two tongues towards both trails of tears. I didn't even have the will to bring my head back, away from the probing things, but I could feel my body shiver uncontrollably. I was so scared. Strangely, its rumbling decreased in volume to a soft purr as it gently licked away my salty tears in an almost comforting manner, caressing my reddened cheeks and drying them with its intoxicating breath. 




The Creature's Island Pt. 01



This was almost like a sentimental gesture by this terrifying creature, and one that caused my shuddering to slowly end and my fear to weaken. In my mind I felt myself chuckle at how I was reacting to such a small gesture from my captor, but I really wanted that gentleness, to show that I was safe in this absolutely dangerous situation. It was either being extremely cruel giving me that hope, or maybe... 

I noticed that its breath smelled like herbs and something tangy that I couldn't quite grasp, but it continued to warm me nonetheless. His fur smelled wet from the sea, but his body odor was like the earth and forest leaves. My lower body throbbed for a fraction of a second at that all-natural scent. His tongues kept on licking my freckled face, tickling and curling around my ears until they slid down towards my neck. Then they extended even further until the two tongues converged to single larger one. The pronged tongue, like a giant serpent's, smoothly coiled around my neck in a gentle, slithering caress. 

It tightly hugged my skin as the prongs themselves trailed under the line of my jaw, transmitting small vibrations from the same purr at the back of its throat. My center throbbed again and my mind became muddled, utterly drunk on that relaxing scent on his breath. It brought the rest of its tail underneath my cushioned ass, as if to give me a seat while it licked my body clean and turned my mind into a puddle. 

He then began to turn me around until my back was facing him, where his soft tongue kept on moving down my shoulders and back, to my bikini straps. Here, he began to slip his tongue around it and pulled the strings loose. One of my last clear thoughts was how in the hell did this guy know how to do that? Generally I would try to stop this forced undressing, but he had done all the groundwork, hitting all the right places. The feeling of my tickled cheeks burned and my neck was still warm from his wrapping around it. That wasn't something anyone could do, a completely foreign and unique experience. It had felt dangerously intimate, almost like a dominating collar of flesh and blood, and it had definitely put me in the mood... Despite it being caused by a creature on four legs.

As if he could read my mind, he suddenly stood up on his hind legs, so as to get more tail around to me. He was just as impressive this way as he had been on all fours. Looking back at him over my shoulder, the change somehow transitioned well, with his huge legs and feet keeping him perfectly balanced, like a perfect mix of wild and civil natures. His front claws looking almost like clawed hands, four fingers in all, shaped like an eagle's with the back toe curled and dexterous so that he could better grab things with it. His broad chest and shoulders, as well as his thinner, muscled waist gave a lithe yet robust arrow shape that pulled on my instincts. His mane wouldn't even try to listen to gravity, wildly jutting out and about so as to surround his smooth, regal face in a savage crown. His scales continued to change colors and patterns in an almost hypnotic fashion. 

His eyes... Oh god his eyes. They had somehow sharpened with the added light of the moon, letting their shrunken black pupils be bordered by almost glowing gold rings surrounded by more black eye (apparently white sclera was too normal for it). They were savage, they were powerful, they were frighteningly intelligent, they were alien and they were all directed at me, piercing me and stripping me. I... I never wanted them to stop looking at me, and yet they also made me feel so very weak and small. 

It was then that his tongue had finally taken off my top, letting it fall to the ground below. Slowly, as if in anticipation, he turned me around so I was facing him again. At the same time, he also positioned me so that I was now angled to the moon, as if to let the light shine on my sweaty, topless chest. His four golden eyes were glued to my face and my chest at the same time, no doubt one of the advantages of having two pairs of eyes to look at things with. I can't even tell him to look up to where my face is... This cheater. I silently mused to myself. I didn't dare break the silence, filled only with his soft purring, as it felt like there was a delicate balance we were maintaining. 

I could see my reflection in his eyes, and I looked really hot and bothered. I didn't notice it over his breathing, but I was panting heavily myself, and I had half lidded eyes that were using my most seductive "come here" look in them. My bounded arms became an extra excitement for me, my bare breasts where already quivering and my nipples were already erect. I didn't think I had a side like this... But what was the most stimulating was the heat of his tail I was wrapped in and the smooth underside I was sitting on, placed between my legs. My god, why was his body so damned hot! If he just kept staring at me, I may actually start grinding on his -

It was then that his tongue lunged forward and began squeezing and tickling my left breast, the prongs flicking the now hard tips and even sliding over it. My entire breast was quickly wrapped in a warm, dry serpent's tongue and it was unleashing all the devil's temptations in me.

"Oh god, don't stop! ah...AH!... oh... oohh..." I couldn't stop my moaning at the sudden assault. I was caught off guard and I wasn't thinking right. Why was he doing this to me?

I was bearing my chest to him and he owned it. He would switch his tasting from one to the other, constantly changing his pattern, and absolutely never taking his eyes off my face, as if judging when to move based on my reactions. I felt positively electrified, and then he started to growl louder than ever before. He was wrapped around my right breast, squeezing and tickling it, his breath baking my skin in its heat. As he rumbled like an earthquake, the vibrations traveled throughout its tongue, from around my breast, to the two prongs that were rubbing together with my erect tit in between them both. He'd been at it for a few minutes already, and if I wasn't wet before, I was now. The vibrations on my tit once again caught me off guard and I may have heard myself squeak in surprise if his own drum roll didn't drown it out. 

But then, his entire tongue suddenly unwrapped itself and I was left all alone. I was sooo close, I was practically humping my hips on his tail's smooth underside, the scales now cool compared to my own burning skin. A few more seconds passed and I was fully masturbating myself on his tail at this point. And he just watched me do it, breathing hard like it pleased him to know I had just given up to my lust. His tail was gently hugging me, the "hand" at the end of it grasping my neck from behind in his fingers. They gently massaged me as I was getting more and more aggressive, like he just wanted to touch me. He massage was making me so very relaxed and his gaze had me so fucking horny it felt like I was going crazy from the dual sensations.

Once again, when I was just getting to the finish, he started to move again. His tail unwrapped itself from my waist, taking away my grinding surface and leaving me squirming with need and just rubbing my thighs together. His clawed hands grasped both my legs and tore them away from each other, so now I could feel the cold air blow in between them. 

Finally, he positioned us so he could hold my lower body right against his flat tail, right in between my legs with his fingers cupping my ass. He looked right at me, with all four eyes now, and then he twisted his tail, already wet with my fluids, and I felt the ridge that was on either side of it. That ridge had pushed aside the strip of thin bikini and was now against my clit and mons... and he had six feet of long, thick tail that I was just on the tip of... I quickly brought my face to his, shock, fear and lust all plain in the reflection of his eyes. Apparently he had been waiting for me to make that very face, as his eyes suddenly became all gold with the black pupil turned into the slit of a predator leaping at its prey, his throat letting out an excitedly savage growl.

He dragged his tail, smooth like glass with wavy ridges from the raised scales, across the most sensitive region on my hot, lusting body. I let out a scream and a moan all at once. It felt like miles of hard speed bumps slammed on my engorged clit, parting my lower lips so as to mercilessly rub against my entrance. He kept holding on to my uncontrollably jerking legs, not giving me any space or room to part from that glorious ridge. 

It was right when I had almost reached his chest that he stopped, and I felt like I couldn't take any more or else I'd really go insane. I was gasping, my mouth hanging loosely open, and my eyes slightly crossed. I felt the fingers on the end of his tail gently cradle and bring back my limp head, and he brought his face to mine... and kissed me. 

He had clumsy lips that couldn't quite do the kiss justice, but they also didn't smother me. It was gentle, like most of the things he'd already done to me. Not all, but most. His tongue on the other hand was roughly double teaming my own, and eventually it poured down my throat (I didn't have a gag reflex, thank God) and effectively muted my screams as he reversed the direction of his tail and sadistically kept rubbing it back and forth across my bullied pussy. I came after barely a minute. I said before, I've been known for my stamina, but he could just do too much at once that I wasn't familiar with, and I'm usually the one setting the pace. I couldn't even yell out my scream of release and ecstasy through his deep throating tongue, so I could only make an embarrassing squeal, followed by a long and slutty moan. My body shook, my inner walls contracted, and my cum leaked from between my legs to further lube his tail. 

He brought his tongue fully out from what could have been my stomach for as long as it was, and I could finally breath again. He had occasionally let me get a breath in by taking out partially, but when I came it could have been in my stomach for as long as it was. I couldn't focus on anything at first, but when I did, it was on the string of my saliva that still connected both our lips. 

Next, I noticed he had taken his tail from between my legs and had apparently placed me back onto the cool floor while I was... distracted. He brought his head back up, and swung his tail to his nose. His took slow, searching whiffs until he found what he was looking for: the trail of my cum. After finding the prize of his labor, he greedily lapped it up and savored the taste. His scales started to change in fast waves of color like a rainbow as he closed his eyes, finally opening them to stare at me. More specifically, at the place where my legs met, still coated in the nectar that he had only gotten a taste of. I gulped down my useless plea for rest. I had a feeling it wasn't going to do any good.

Regardless of what worked or not, I brought my legs together and tried scooting my still sensitive ass away from his agonizingly slow, patient stride. I only had a few feet to go before my back hit the wall that was uncaringly blocking my retreat. He was back on all fours, eyes locked on both my face and waist. He stopped just before my closed knees and stilled for several seconds. He was no longer making any noise at all, and both sets of eyes went from my knees blocking his dinner and to my anxious, guarded gaze. 

I suddenly realized he wasn't moving my legs on his own, but was just patiently waiting, his breath dancing on my knees and practically rolling down my thighs and tickling my soaked pussy. He motioned to my legs one last time with his nose, his scales slowly turning to a threatening black and red. He wanted me to do it myself. He wanted me to choose to let him take his fill. He wanted to see me willingly give my last shred of fighting spirit to him. It was going to happen, either with violent, uncaring force or with gentle, attentive grace. He was letting me decide which way I wanted this to go, and there was no third option.

I tried taking a deep breath... and slowly opened myself to him. His facial scales turned pink, while his body shimmered to a bright green. I couldn't talk to him, but I could guess that was either an arrangement for joy or victory. He voiced his approval with a short, rolling purr, and then began to devour my snatch and make me cum until my eyes looked just like Katie's.

He first passed through my spread legs, swiftly turning up to give me one last kiss, letting me taste a little of my own deliciously sweet cum on his tongue. As he pulled himself away, leaving me a little more breathless than before as he trailed licks and more nibbles on my stomach, jumping to my knee and then to my inner thigh. He slowly, so slowly, teased his way down to the core of my quickly returning lust. My lips were swollen from their rough treatment on his tail and my clit was in plain view, my bikini bottom was still plastered to the side, glued by my sticky fluids. He still didn't go inside as he licked my pussy, and rather skimmed the opening. What he wanted was to clean the cum from my skin and graze my prominent clit, making me jump with every touch. He obviously liked playing with me, seeing my own strange reactions to his loving touch. I couldn't decide whether I loved or hated him for it.

Next, he put the crook of his prong around the top of my sensitive clit and used the two ends to open me up to his penetrating breath. I thought I was burning before, but now he was lighting all kinds of new flames and sparks. I wanted to just cram his head onto my cunt and have him eat it like an animal, but I still couldn't move my hands and he apparently wasn't going to let me gather the strength.

With the ends actually tasting my entrance, he started to thunder like a storm, with my clit wrapped on either side by vibrating flesh. I screamed so hard I didn't actually make a sound as he had turned on two industrial strength vibrators to full power on me. I wasn't ready for that, even though he had done it before, and all I saw was white, all I felt was raw euphoria. He wasn't even getting started.

He started pushing into me then, easily passing my moist opening, dragging the rest of his tongue across my everything, pouring his slithering flesh into my depths. His tail reached around and grasped one of my breasts (I can barely register which one at this point) and started playing with my hard tit. His soft fingers twirled around it, pinched it, squeezed my breast, and generally made my already lust-crazed body rise a few more levels in ecstasy. I vaguely noticed then, with all that going on, all of his eyes were once again holding all of my attention. His clawed hands were firmly holding my ass, his scales a living wave of colors that flowed to his staring gaze and demonic tongue. 

I'm pretty sure I came when he really drove into me. All of his tongue was cramming itself in me like it was trying to see just how much I could take. Evidently, he thought I could take a lot, because he just kept going. He was still vibrating, his lips now firmly rubbing my clit and wrapped around my pussy as he ate me like only a real monster could. He was pummeling my g-spot, not giving me any moments rest, as I was still cumming hard around him. His squirming thing was pushing all of my walls as it slid in and out, always shoving more in than what he dragged out.

I felt him hit my cervix, like he was hitting a lid that was inside me. He stopped then, just twisting and turning over my pleasure spot, lips slightly vibrating like his tongue on my pleasure button. His tail had switched to my other breast, but was still tugging on the other tit with what looked like a string, connected to one of the six fingers. The rest were acting the same as before, but that one finger kept pulling my tit with that web, making me no less crazy than before. 

He went into high gear and did the impossible. He shoved the rest of his tongue inside me. He had curled the end back on itself, so that as he shoved even more of his length, he was instead doubling width. I was more full that I had any right to be. His tongue was not a small thing, and he was still moving inside me like a living animal, except now it was able to push on itself. He was really plunging into me, slamming my deepest parts and stretching my insides like I was fucking a giant sized cock.  

I don't know how many times I orgasmed exactly, all I know is that I hadn't actually stopped. He had web strings around both my tits and regulated between massaging one and pulling the other. Sometimes he was pulling both. My legs were around his head, buried underneath his soft mane, and my back was arched at such an angle I was surprised it hadn't snapped.

I stopped being able to focus on anything at all with my eyes, but somehow I could still see gold. I'm pretty sure I was making noise too, but I couldn't hear it. I could still feel though. I think he did something a little painful at one point on my chest, but it was quickly ignored by the new waves of glorious pleasure he was making me feel.

He pulled himself up, standing on two legs again, with me hanging upside down in his gentle but sturdy claws. He slowly pulled out from my ruined pussy, dragging the whole thing out inch by inch, drenched in my cum. He then pulled my ass cheeks apart, gave my clit one last flick, and proceeded to shove that heavily lubed tongue right down my other hole. I felt the shower of cum pour down me as I actually squirted a geyser of my pure delight, and he instantly wrapped his mouth around me, tongue still squirming inside me, and drank me dry. I was no stranger to anal, but that was so fast and slippery that I just lost all control.

I was done after that. He still kept going, plunging into one opening after another, churning my insides, at one point putting one prong in each one. He even used some of the fingers on his tail to really press my g-spot and pinch my clit. 

The only problem was I wasn't exactly in the cave anymore. I still kept cumming, I still felt it all, but I couldn't think anymore. I simply... endured. I eventually was left alone and passed out immediately after. He left me as a wet, sloppy mess of a meal that he had eaten to his fill of. 

Please don't eat us. I think I'd rather you EAT us for the rest of our lives. Make me cum like that and I'll do whatever you want. I just hope I live long enough for that to happen again. Please happen again.



The Creature's Island Pt. 02



I opened my eyes to the silver moon again, although I could have sworn I'd slept for a lot longer than a few hours. I then noticed that it was slightly less of the full moon than it was yesterday. I had been passed out for an entire day. I moved my body a little and could hardly quiet my groan. My body was sore, like it had been moving for hours. What the hell had I been doing last night?... oh... right.

I slowly, ever so slowly, rose up and looked around me, propped on my elbows and hands that, god damn it, were still tied behind me. I need to get out of these. They weren't so tight that they restricted blood flow, but I wanted to actually use my hands for something productive, like climbing out of here. First, I had to find Katie. 

I looked around me and noticed two more things. One, I was wrapped up in a silken blanket of web that had kept me warm while I slept. Next, I noticed the girl I was looking for was right next to me, wrapped in her own blanket. We looked like children tucked in for bed. Or snacks wrapped up like delicious burritos. No, if he had wanted to... Wait when did I stop thinking "it" and started saying "he?" How was I sure he was even a "he?"

Never mind. It's probably better to trust my instincts on that one. Anyway, if he had wanted to eat us (as food) he would have done it already and he definitely wouldn't have tried so hard to keep us warm. I think the web came from his tail, if my memories are any hint, but I'd really rather not think about that too much right now. I'm still trying to escape here, so I can't get distracted... or I may want to stay forever...

ANYWAY! I need to wake Katie up. She had the most time to rest, so she will probably be the best fit right now. I try to shake her, but got nowhere. She was always a heavy sleeper and I'd usually have some morning fun before waking her up like a mewling kitten... calm down Sarah, you have more important things, like your sore body and a molesting monster around the corner. 

"Katie. Katie! Wake up already." I give her an unceremonious kick to her thigh. Apparently she was just as beat up as me because she groaned from the hit to her aching lower body. Her eyes slowly opened to look right at my own, unfocused and half asleep. Suddenly, her eyes shone with hope and gratitude, like I was her lifeline from some terrible nightmare. She lunged for me, letting the blanket fly to one side, wrapping her tied arms around my neck and started crying out in a panic.

"OH GOD, SARAH! I just had the worst dream!" she was desperately hugging me with her own tied hands and I supported her while she let it all out. 

"We were on a boat, and then it exploded, and then we were swimming, and... and then there was this terrible creature that just..." She had stopped midway in her blind cry, looking around us at the cave walls, my topless body and at her own torn swimsuit, and finally the webs that tied her arms together.

"Oh no... it wasn't a dream was it Sarah?" all the energy that was left in her drained away, forcing her to almost hang on me as she sagged back. Her body was finally remembering what she had gone through, and she looked at me with desperate eyes, like she was about to lose herself to her fear. I knew some of that fear, and I knew she couldn't go down that road. Not when we needed each other as desperately as we did now. I gently hugged her with my neck and tried my best to calm her shivering shoulders.

"It's all right, everything's okay now. He's gone right now, so I need your help... Katie! Look at me!" Her teary eyes came to look at my own, hope delicately placed on a cliff of total despair. 

"All right then. Here's what we know: We are alive right now. We are safe right now. Only think about right now, okay? We also know that he... it won't eat us," I saw her tremble at the thought of the kind of devouring she had already felt. "and we know it isn't here right now. Lastly, I know that we probably won't be able to run away from it if we can't tell where we are."

I look meaningfully at her and then at the sky above us, until I saw her eyes shine in understanding and she concentrated hard on the sky above us. She had taken a major in astronomy in college, and I had taken marine biology. I liked dolphins and she liked the stars. She could get a good enough idea of where we were in the world if she could see the clear night sky and I was counting on her to figure out our location, maybe even a direction for civilization. 

"Sarah, we need to get out of this cave. I can't get a good enough look at the sky from that hole... Do you think we can get out?"

"Maybe if we could figure out a way to cut these threads, but I don't see anything sharp enough around... what are you doing?" I ask as she slowly reaches around her head to pull out the hairpin from her hair. 

I could do nothing but stare as she flipped out a small knife from the thing like some kind of switchblade... This angel has a few tricks up her sleeve apparently, though it wouldn't have done a thing for self-defense. I didn't say a word as she proceeded to cut away the thread tying my hands behind my back. Letting me loose first allowed me to quickly get at her bonds. After that was done, we both stood up on weak knees, and her eyes shot to the dried wetness of my bikini bottom that had nothing to do with water. Then she noticed I wasn't wearing the rest.

"Um, Sarah?"

"Later, okay. First let's see if we can climb up from here." 

The wall was mostly slick, but one side had deep gashes that we were able to use as hand holds to get up and over the lip of the cave. Let's not think about what made those. Once we were finally out of our prison, we realized we were in a glade, surrounded by both tall and short palm trees and green grass. The sky was vast and absolutely covered by stars and the light of the moon that first greeted my eyes just a night ago. I then waited for my partner to figure something out, something to get us out of this mess. The only problem was the frown that was slowly forming on her face. 

"We are still in the Bahamas... but farther east. The island seems big enough to sustain all this plant life but small enough to not get anyone's attention. We're not near any civilization if the stars are this bright." She looked at me with eyes that understood how much trouble we were in. We were completely off the radar and we had no way of getting back. That and we had almost fourteen feet of muscle and... desire living right alongside us. 

Just as I was about to say something to calm her down, her eyes suddenly widened at something behind me, her legs already shaking. From the same direction came a thud, causing me to turn around, just in time to see him come from between the trees, carrying a small pig in his jaws. Right then, my movement caught his eye, making him go still, his eyes widened in what looked like surprise and shock. He kept looking at us, then the hole we'd climbed out of and then at our freed hands. I watched him go from shock to confusion to anger, his scales already beginning to darken.

"Katie. Get down. Now." I urgently whisper to her as I begin to kneel to the ground.

"No Sarah, we have to run. We have to try something, we have to-EEP!" 

As she was insistently tugging on my shoulder in her fear, I grabbed her hand and brought her down with me. We could never outrun him. The island was too small, he was too close, and it was night. We had all the disadvantages, but at least if we showed he was in charge right now, he would be less likely to kill us outright. I didn't dare look up at him, and only continued to stay in a bowed position.

"We won't survive this if we try anything now. Just... I'll always try to protect you Katie. Don't give up." 

I felt weak and scared and small, lying on that grass, but I'll be damned if I let him get at Katie again without a fight. The only way I could think of fighting this thing, though, was distracting it. If nothing else, I knew I could be a pretty good distraction. 

He crept toward us with measured, cautious steps, possibly expecting more trickery of some kind. When neither of us actually did anything though, he simply circled us. When he was finally satisfied that we were once again in his power, he nudged Katie further to the ground. Once I noticed that, I moved unconsciously over her body, shielding her from him. She was positively petrified, but he didn't make any sound or movement to separate me. I slowly looked up to see his face directly in front of mine. His eyes stared into my own, searching for something. His long tail tried nudging Katie again. I tightened my grip on her. He nudged me, I did nothing to stop his touch. I was making myself perfectly clear to him: you can have me, but don't touch her, is what I was saying.

He apparently understood what I was saying, because then he brought his face even closer to mine and growled in challenge. I didn't move a single muscle. I can be pretty stupid sometimes and this may be the icing on the cake for me, but then something changed. Katie threw herself in between us, tightly hugging me, shielding me like I had done for her, softly crying. He was just as shocked as I was. Then he started purring; so softly that I almost didn't hear it at all. I looked back at him, and his eyes were on us like he was he was thinking hard, looking at our combined bodies. It was like he was laughing at an inside joke, like something had just gone very right and he was just taking it in. 

Out of literally nowhere, I felt blinding pain course through my body. My chest was on fire, I was screaming as loud as I could just to distract myself from it all. I looked down at my heart, and saw a red swelling right on my chest. As I was in pain, I noticed Katie had the same mark on hers now, in a tear on her swimsuit, as she was screaming just as much as me. Another wave of more pain came over me and we fell to the ground, paralyzed by it. He on the other hand, was nonchalantly walking back to the boar he'd dropped and deftly tossed it inside the cave behind us. He then came over to us, snorted like we deserved it for leaving the safety of the cave, and picked us up to eventually tuck us back into our blankets. 

We stayed like that for a long time, waking to more pain before going under again from exhaustion, all our senses on fire. At one point I think I was surrounded in webs, like a cocoon, beams of sunlight shining through, warming me before I passed out again.

Eventually, I woke up and didn't feel pain. I was hungry though. Really hungry. I easily tore out my shell like a bat out of hell and looked around for anything to eat and sink my teeth into. I noticed a pile of meat and fruit to the side of the cave and lunged for it. I was so fast I barely stopped in time. I dug in, claws ripping away chunks of muscle from bone, fangs crunching on juicy meat and cheeks puffed out with chewed fruit. I didn't stop until a third of the pile was gone. 

Then I noticed a few things. Another countdown told me I had just eaten two pigs, three rabbits, several baskets worth of pears and apples, on top of several fish I didn't recognize. That was a lot of food, more than anyone had any right to eat. After that I noticed there weren't even bones left. I looked down and saw claws on the tips of scaled fingers. It actually took me longer to focus on them because it was hard to see well. It was like I saw four pairs of hands for a while before they all combined to one image. What was amazing was I could actually see color, even though it was pitch black. I am also pretty sure I was a lot bigger than before. 

As my mind was piecing all that together, trying to understand what was happening, I heard a savage tearing sound from behind me that was so clear it felt like it was inches away from me. I could actually feel my ears swivel to the sound as I turned to look. I didn't even have to turn my head all the way, like my range of vision had doubled. What I saw emerge from a huge cocoon, next to what I think was mine, was a creature that was similar to the one that had kept us here. It was smaller, and vaguely human. She had neat handfuls for breasts, although they were scaled and shimmering with chaotically changing colors. She was lean and supple and all grace. Her hands were more like a person's and her face was shorter than his with more delicate lips. Her mane was also shorter and less wild, flowing over her shoulders and back like a golden river. Her eyes were a lovely, familiar sky blue that were staring hungrily at the food in the pile. 

She raced past me and ate as greedily as I had. I couldn't do anything but watch. I just stared as the love of my life had gone from my angel to a monster, and I didn't have to be a genius to figure out that I was probably in the same situation. Of all the things that could have happened to us, this was the real nightmare. We survived an actual explosion, miles of ocean, being brought to a deserted island without any human life, and even raped by the most pussy hungry monster in fiction. But at least we were human. Now we weren't even that. I actually watched myself fall into depression, the scales on my body literally draining of all color, except for a pasty and yellowish white. I looked and felt dead. 

I couldn't even end it all, because that would mean leaving Katie all alone. She was going to reach the same state I was in now when she came out of her feeding frenzy, and by God I was not going to leave her alone with that. I crouched to her side and gently rubbed my now clawed hand over her back. She started to relax around it, gently bending into my strokes. She had muscle to spare, elegantly placed around her body so that she looked like a slim creature that was all length and supple flesh. My body was more robust and curvy. I wasn't as thickly muscled as our captor, but I felt leagues stronger than I had before. Now I could fight back if it came to it. He wasn't going to take us easily unless we wanted to, and I wasn't in the mood to play along with the monster that had done this to us.

By the time sanity had returned to Katie's eyes, she had taken another third of the pile and I had gathered my mental strength to support her. She started looking around the room again, but before she turned to see me I wrapped my hands around her eyes. She stilled like a frightened rabbit until she heard my reassuring voice

"Don't look for a while Katie. A lot of things have changed. What is the last you remember?" I had been whispering to myself for a while, practicing my new vocal chords until I sounded like myself again.

She croaked out a strange voice, like something was caught in her throat, "Pain. Lots of it. Um, Sarah, you feel different and I sound weird... Is everything okay?" Oh if only we were.

"Not exactly. Like I said, things have changed. I know this is going to scare you but-"

"You mean how we're not human anymore, right?" She slowly reached up and took my hands off her four eyes, wet with tears. I was shocked, she had realized it faster than I had and was still at least stable. She was always strong in certain areas, but I just never got to see this side of her. 

"I kind of figured it out when I was able to swallow a whole rabbit in my mouth. Besides," she said with a weak smile, "having a tail is pretty hard to ignore."

She brought her extra limb and wiggled it in between us like a toy. I hadn't even thought of that, yet as I felt for it, I noticed something really was moving behind me. It felt like another arm, I didn't even have to think hard to bring it around. It was the oddest sensation, feeling with the six fingers on the end of it, looking with what I supposed were my own four eyes, moving around in a body that was drastically different from what I knew. I was a little disoriented just taking it all in, but she was already used to... 

I really am an idiot. Before I could even think about it, I wrapped my alien arms around her and we cried our hearts out. Of course she wasn't used to it. She was just putting up a bold face for me, just like I was for her. 

Thanks to our new senses, we suddenly felt him approaching the cave entrance, as if summoned by our waking. We both turned toward him as he jumped inside with unnatural grace, muscles flexing as he landed and eyes watching us the moment they could find us. Not one of us moved for what felt like hours, but he eventually shifted first, slowly approaching us, never letting down his guard. If he hadn't, I would have tried my hardest to rake his bloody eyes out. 

He did this to us and now he just waltzes in like he still owns us, I was boiling with my rage. I let him smell it in the air. I was even surprised to smell it on Katie as well, so he knew to give us a wide birth as he warily came to the now smaller mound of food and ate his fill. 

It was like that for several days, as we were trying to figure out our bodies, tripping over ourselves, blinded and confused by our new senses. He never closed the distance between us, but still slept in the same cave. He wasn't fearful of us, as he was the most powerful of the three of us, but he was almost showing us respect and giving us time to adjust, waiting. 

These bodies were absolutely amazing. Food never tasted so good, I felt like everything I ate was an explosion of flavor and I would just play with it in my mouth, using my slightly forked tongue. Everything had a smell to it; some bad, others peaceful, and even a few that were rather stimulating. Our bodies were an odd configuration of human and creature, as if our old selves muted some of our features. We still had dexterous hands and somehow I'm pretty sure we weren't supposed to have breasts, but most of all we still weren't quite as physically adapted to walking on all fours. We still had hips that swayed hypnotically, breasts that bounced ever so slightly, and nothing to wear that could fit us. It was also pretty hard to hide it when we felt the urge for something naughty, not to mention our scales lit our emotions like a billboard.

Something that was really getting harder to ignore was all the new hormones in our blood and the ones that we could even smell now. When one of us was staring a little too heated at the other, we knew, and the other one knew that we knew. There were several moments that we would get closer to each other, smelling our arousal and unable to completely control it. Our own scales would start flowing in relaxing colors, us shrinking the distance even more. We only barely stopped ourselves when we could feel his eyes drawn to our movements as well. We would then draw away from him to the other side of the cave and he would look like he had just been slapped. He was sulking more and more as the days passed, looking at us with sorrow and regret. 

After I calmed down, I think he thought that he was doing us a favor by making us like this, but he was then truly surprised by our apparent disgust and sheer rage. The truth was, though, we could no longer remember the pain from the transformation and could even begin to understand a little of his intention. We could almost feel his thoughts like they were instinct, picking up on all kinds of body language that wasn't as obvious before. He was being crushed in confused guilt for doing something that somehow caused nothing but hate. We were beautiful to him, but we shunned him like a disease. Our will was actually the only thing holding us back at this point. Most of the anger was mine, but I knew Katie and I had felt the same thing building inside us like a barely contained river: Lust. 

We were feeling a lot of things that we couldn't quite understand because of how different our new bodies were, but we at least knew the desire for sex already. We needed it like a stretched balloon needed to release air or it would pop. It was only getting worse, but we were scared of what he could do to us now that we could actually handle what he could dish out. We were so sensitive, so unsure. It was like we were teenage girls again, in front of perfectly muscled man with a panty-soaking smile and features that screamed at us to fuck him and let him fuck us. I was always into sex, but now I was getting all kinds of instinctual feedback that wanted me to be mounted, to have a huge belly pressed against my back and hardened arms engulfing me in a heated embrace as he pounded my ass like a freight train. I could remember everything he did to me with just his tongue and was almost desperate to know what else he could do. 




The Creature's Island Pt. 02



We were nearing our breaking point when something snapped in me. I was tired of this and it wasn't like it was going to change any time soon. He simply didn't understand us. I had hated him a lot at first, thinking he was a person, but he wasn't. He was utterly alien and couldn't begin to think like us in every way. He was like an animal, a smart, dangerous animal, but undeniably different. 

It would be like getting angry at a dog for sniffing your crotch. Just because it was invasive and embarrassing, there isn't really anything you can do because that's just what they do. He's more intelligent than a dog, but he probably thought that since he could make us stronger and able to survive here, he changed us. If I was going to be angry with him, I wanted him to at least understand why I'm so pissed. That said, I was also horny as all hell and we weren't going to get any privacy soon. Raging hormones can make you do some pretty crazy things. 

He was on careful alert as I walked toward him, Katie staring in surprise at me from behind. When I was a foot away from him and had his full attention, I sat down with crossed legs. He was a prideful creature, so he never moved his gaze from mine in an act of submission and I was trying to make a point so I didn't either. At some signal that I could barely register, I let my scales do the talking. I had a lot to say and we couldn't exactly have a normal conversation. He watched my color show with apt attention, thinking and trying to comprehend what he saw until he finally began to grasp something. Katie came to my side and did the same as me, knees folded underneath her and hands in her lap, but she couldn't quite meet his intimidating, searching eyes. He watched us both until I decided to switch gears. I looked at Katie and showed him how I felt about her. Then I looked at my body and let him see all of what I thought on what he did to us. Then I looked back at him and showed how I was willing to make a compromise. But first, I needed an answer for what he did, now.

At the very least, it seems most of it had come through, thank god for magic scales, because he was actually swallowing his pride at the dreadful realization. He amazingly bowed his mighty head to us in real regret, as well as sympathy. I don't know how I knew, but when his head raised and exposed his neck, I was being given a choice: To rip his throat out, do nothing and let his shame stay there forever as long as he lived, or forgive his thoughtless actions. He stayed perfectly still while I thought it over. But this wasn't just my decision.

"Katie, you know we can't live like this on our own, right?" I brought my attention to her as we decided our response.

"Yeah, we need him don't we... He didn't really understand us, but now we'll go crazy on our own like this." Her eyes met mine with resolve and kindness, like she always did when she was being her innocent schoolgirl self. God I love her like that.

"Do... do you think we can trust him though? He still doesn't really think like us, so he may do something else."

She thoughtfully looked back at him, answering, "I think... I always thought that if I want someone to really understand me, I need to do the same for them too. It's why I love you, Sarah. We try to talk about everything." She turned back to me and softly looked at me just like she had when we were human. She still loved me and I would never stop loving her. "If we can get along, maybe we can make something nice here. We should at least try."

I sighed in defeat. She really was my angel, even now. We both looked back at him as he waited for our judgment and brought our faces to his bared neck where there was the least hair and the most sensitive scale. After a moment of tension, we licked his neck in a way we deeply knew was a sign of forgiveness, and felt him relax. Then we followed more of our new instincts and licked up to his jaw in mirrored synchrony. He was now positively frozen as he realized that we were giving him far more than our forgiveness. 

He smelled our passion and our sweet wetness that was growing in between our thighs. His scales shone a bright green that was pure joy, then striped by red that was his growing need. He waited as we reached his mouth to snake out his own, longer prongs and took both of ours in a wet embrace. We were all purring, Katie and I even giggling as he parted from our new version of tongue tying and licked both of our faces as well. 

As he focused on my face, licking my scales fired shocks to my system like when he had been heaven on my sensitive breasts just days before. I felt that my face was more sensitive than I gave it credit for now... at least until he kissed me. I know professors say that kissing is unique to humans as an act that brought pleasure, but he must experience it even better than us because I could now tell why he like doing it. His lips shot sparks right to my brain, like my new body had changed them into a real erogenous zone. His tongue wrestled with mine, but at least I could be a contender now. It felt like I could cum from his passionate kissing, but he then decided to give a defenseless Katie her share as well. 

For the first time since meeting him, I felt like I was participating, so I was feeling more relaxed than before. I was still burning inside for him like a filthy bitch in heat, no longer scared by his strangeness. Now that I was foolish and confident with my new position, I decided to do another first and looked down. 

I almost wish I hadn't. What's the most impressive cock you can imagine? Is it a giant one the size of a human arm and hard as steel? What about one of those firm, prehensile tentacles on the internet, wriggling around like it had a mind of its own? God forbid is it one of those dildo vibrators that have beads or soft cones or lots of rings all over its surface so it can get into every cock hungry part of you?

What if you found one that was all three of those, all options included, pumped with blood and ready to drill us like sock puppets. Oh, and there were two of them, one for the both of us. I groaned like a slut while my walls quivered and drooled before my mind had time to realize that it was a lot hardware for a normal creature. Just how in the hell did he evolve that naturally? 

It was hard as an iron rod one second, but expanded and stretched the next so it could curl around its twin pole. They were covered in rubbery cones on the sides that quivered and occasionally vibrated, a prominent line of hard beads along its underside so that they could roll over our g-spot when he mounted us, and rings that made segments of the hardened pair of sex tools created by the incubuses of sex hell. I watched as it contracted back into a solid mass made for pounding and filling, then to tentacles fashioned for internal exploration and serious stretching.

Screw foreplay! I was more than ready now as I turned my half-crazed eyes to their make-out-session. I wasn't sure I wanted her to see my new find just yet, drooling over the thought of seeing her shocked surprise and not wanting her to chicken out now. I motioned to separate the two of them and started kissing her with a hunger, distracting her as I pressed my chest to her, tit to tit, and reached down to her swollen sex. His purr rose from my new eagerness, but her purring sharpened from the frontal assault that she knew and loved. I guided her down, pointing my lovely curved rear and her cute butt to him. I especially showed him how I was opening our lips to him. 

Katie wanted more though and was willing to be creative. I suddenly felt soft fingers shoving into me up to the second knuckle. They were the ones on her tail, without the claws, but she had two of them in me and another one on my erect clit. It was all so sudden that I moaned in her mouth. I was feeling more than fired up now, but that was rather aggressive for me to let go without a fight. I stared at her, mischief in my eyes as I used my own tail to really electrify her senses. 

I didn't know that we could do it at first, but apparently we can actually produce electricity now, not that I told her. Again, what in God's name could have made this creature, and just what else could we do? 

I had found out when I was messing around with some muscles in the new appendage. I can only assume he didn't use it because he didn't want to "shock" us... bad puns aside, I was not in the mood to play fair, as I produced dozens of small, almost ticklish shocks around her inner thigh. She really enjoyed light abuse, and I was an amateur sadist with her. I especially like to tickle her as I drilled her with our various toys, but I'll use this for now. 

The look on her face was just the right amount of thrill and surprise, with a little more fire in her as my fingers slowly sank into her own wet folds, one for hitting her g-spot and stretching her tightness, one for circling her well experienced back door in a massaging, teasing movement, and lastly one for her tiny clit. I could feel her squirm as she drowned in the sensation of it all. I could have her in so many new ways, her throat and breasts bared for me to lavish them in my kisses and lick. As I started like that, nibbling on my toy, I forgot something important. 

He had been there the whole time, watching us as I touched and loved Katie and she did the same for me. I could suddenly feel his breath on my legs as he moved closer to us, as warm as it had been on my human skin. Our small scales did little to change our sense of touch, and stimulation was apparently heightened for us too. Every little thing felt so good and my body was attracted to his body heat like a moth to a dangerous flame. I took out my tail fingers from Katie and mashed my drenched pussy onto hers, grinding it with delicious slowness then shifting to quick abandon. 

With her climax on the way her eyes were turning glassy and unfocussed as she bucked to my pace. Then he decided to shove his tongue in between us as I slightly parted for a slow grind. What greeted me was not her vulva slapping and dragging across mine, but a moving thing that quickly started vibrating from his enhanced growling. The buzzing reached our clits and the cool flesh slid in between us at super speeds. He then decided to start systematically penetrating us with it as well, making our eyes roll up from the too quick intrusions. 

It wasn't by much at first, but it got bolder. He started with flicking each of our labia and teasing our openings. Then he would switch and then come back to go inside a little bit. Just a few inches, but he was also twirling inside and vibrating in a way that made us feel everything. Eventually he wanted a deeper taste from me, pushing through me without stopping for a second, soaking the whole thing with my flavor. I could trace where he was inside of me by the feel of the tingling thing's movements, twirling and shoving so much that my lower body was shaking from the alien movements. My hips shivered and my insides quivered and my mind turned to a messy need for more. After taking his "taste" he unceremoniously pulled out and switched again, leaving me suddenly empty and wanting. 

I saw Katie's eyes cross every time it was her turn, all four of them, from the pleasure and the new sensations that were undeniably unique to him. I think we were even more sensitive inside than we used to be, because I was already about to come after just this little pussy eating. I had lasted longer when I was human, and he was using that to his advantage as he came out of Katie once more and exhaled pure fire on my womanhood. He suddenly took my hips in his claws, gripping tightly so I had no room to move, and really plunged into me. He stretched me like he did before on our first night, curling on himself, twisting, bending, going so far into me until I realized he couldn't reach my limit. He could, however, reach my speed dial for one hard and very wet orgasm. It was my turn to cross my eyes as the contraction of my inner walls tried to crush his tongue and keep it there on that spot it was still hitting just right. 

Next was Katie, but after seeing me fall so quickly, she actually tried to crawl out from under me. He wasn't having any of it. He pulled her legs to him, spread them and as I tiredly looked between us to watch, pressed his lips to her cunt so hard I saw the shockwave go all the way up her body. She was paying for trying to run away as he sucked on her engorged clit and plugged her with as much tongue as he could. I felt her start to shudder in seconds, eyes rolled up and eye lashes fluttering. She was having a hard time all right, but I decided to take my own share and brought my lips to hers again and tasted her with all of being. She squealed more, loving every second.

When he pulled out, so that her maliciously prolonged orgasm could finally stop, he arched over our bodies, pressing his surprisingly soft, but as always warm belly on my back and my instincts made me bend into him with more flexibility than a cat. When he finally reached my face, he closed the gap between us and let me taste Katie on his tongue. It was sweet and tangy like the best of fruit and made me want to eat her myself. What I really wanted, though, was something a bit bigger inside me. He apparently got the message as he decided to move to the main course, even though Katie was still rattled with aftershocks and I was just recovering. I'm glad he didn't wait.

He pressed against me, opening the door to all my primal desire for sex and more sex like some kind of crazed teenager at a gangbang. As he began the familiar thrust he did something that was absolutely unfair. He drilled into me, counter clockwise. He used his prehensile, vibrating, rubber cone covered animal cock to actually rotate it for maximum penetration speed. I don't actually know what made me cum after that. It could have been the great thickness of it, or the constant changing between hard steel and writhing rubber, or the cones and bumps that quite literally touched EVERY part of me and buzzed with their constant vibrations over every tight inch of the way. It was also a rush to feel his heart beat through his flesh, like the tempo of an unseen drum that gave him life and quite possibly the greatest appendage in the universe. Come to think of it, though, it was probably when he decided to reverse the spin to go the rest of the way to what would have been my heart in my human body. Considering I was almost twice my size now, it felt like it reached my stomach. 

When, miraculously, my mind came back to earth I glanced at Katie. She was staring into somewhere far off, unable to even think in the world of ecstasy, then I finally looked down to our bellies. They were stretched by the sheer size of him, showing a clear mold for his identical tools. I felt him start licking my shoulder, adoring our bodies and showing his love and gratitude for what I felt was the best sex I had ever had in just the few minutes he had been inside of me. Then they started moving inside us, while I watched them do it from the outside and felt utter ecstasy. Watching it somehow made it dirty, to watch a cock that was never meant for a woman suddenly rocking us to the core with the slightest nudge to what was quickly becoming the epicenter of all that we were, everything I was, am and will be. 

He never stayed doing the same thing for long. He would sometimes thrust like a usual male, but then he would stay inside us so he could just feel the soft wetness of us, in turn warming us with his hot-blooded, pulsing, vibrating flesh. There were slow thrusts that gave our every fold individual attention and there were fast plunges would give us explosions of white feeling that was too much to even call ecstasy. 

I eventually came back again after another blackout, feeling him driving into our limp and useless bodies, steadying us with his large arms as we were helplessly moved to his thrusts that would have pushed or draged us with the rest of his length instead of actual penetration. He was just too big and keeping us in place with his grip was the only way he was going to be able to move inside us. All the ground around us was wet from several of our squirting climaxes, but we eventually ran out and simply continued to orgasm without the waterworks. I was delirious from the lack of thought that came from that kind of sex. I felt like he was using a pair of sleeves to relieve himself in, that we were all for him. It was all for him to reach his climax and dump his seed inside us every single night. I was kissing Katie with all the strength I had to give, but it was mostly trading our saliva and wrapping our arms around each other. 

Finally, after who knows how long, his movements became desperate and erratic. He was trying to hold out for some reason, like we weren't already fucked into a silly mess of girl cum and scales. He started going extra fast, making us go through one more shattering orgasm inside our ruined bodies before he roared his release. I know I felt it as that load came - no sorry, make that several loads now - up what the ignorant would just call a penis and into my changed womb. Each wave crashed through the barrier and bombarded my womb with pounds of the heaviest, thickest seed he had to give. My body was made for this, and I was purring like the sluttiest ever sex kitten at the thought of him gushing into me and weighing me down with so much child batter. I would have to walk with it dripping down my legs like syrup for hours. GOD DAMN, I'm cumming again just thinking about it!

I was rocked with every blast of almost too hot cum, unending and still thick. The flow was making my midriff round with it all, pressing against Katie's identical inflation. He pumped so much that it was squirting out the sides of his girth before he finally stopped. He was exhausted and had to lie down. The only problem was that the sheer size of his cocks just inside our already stuffed cunts were too big to come out... we were stuck together. I'm not even surprised any more. He was too tired to care, so he just fell to his side, took us in his arms against his hot, inviting body, and we slept with him still inside of us. As if it was a last parting gift for our strained wombs, he let off one last blast of alabaster seed and broke the delicate dam that was keeping it all inside. 

We came for the last time, almost unconscious now, as it poured out of us like a flood. It caked our thighs, stomachs and everything else below the waist. It pooled around us and slowly dried from our combined body heat as an extra layer to cover us from the wind. Wrapped in a white, heavy blanket of his musky seed, Katie and I wrapped around each other underneath his embrace in a hug of affection that went beyond lovers. Like a relaxing tune that we felt to our cores, his heart beat a song that calmed us with proof of his existence, that we were inseparable. We all slept, connected to one another like we were meant to be like that. I never slept so soundly in my life. The only witness to the most unearthly, out of this world sex was the silver moon that had been with us from the beginning. 

If you wanted to know, waking up with a penis inside is usually a painful experience without any lubrication. Our new bodies, however, apparently stay wet as long as something is inside of us, and he (of course) is still huge enough to stay right where it belongs while soft, filling us to a comfortable pressure. Now, when I woke up with a huge, delicious cock inside my somehow rejuvenated pussy, I was so horny I started another round as a wake up call for the other two. We were going to have a lot of time on our hands, but that was a REALLY good way to waste it. 

We slowly began to learn what else we could do with our new bodies. Believe it or not, we could actually breathe fire if we eat enough, but it burns your tongue like really intense hot sauce so Katie and I stopped that pretty quickly. If I had to pick which part I liked more about my new body, it would definitely be the tongue, hand crafted for eating out tasty monster girls. I'm not sure if we could get pregnant like this, being hybrids after all, but if there was ever a chance, we could probably make it happen. That said, we would need to find a better place to live. Katie and I might know a few places to start.




The Creature's Island Pt. 02



Katie is becoming a bit sex crazed now, teasing me so that I have to fuck her as soon as see her delicate hips and soft body in the beaming sunlight, even while she's standing, in the water, on a tree, while we ate, while we sunbathed... Okay that all may be my fault too... But I can't help it if she's just so adorably fuckable that I want to watch her cum all day long, holding her from behind as she shakes and squirms in orgasm, my tail ramming into her and feeling her deceptively large canal. I would toy with her for hours and sometimes the whole day, my hormones on overdrive now that she was flipping switches I still didn't fully understand. It's a wonder we got ANYTHING done.

That said, our stamina had reached new heights and every night still belonged to him. Sometimes he's gentle and patient, others he's wild and insatiable. I wonder, if we did get pregnant with children, would they inherit our combined libido too when they grew up? That would be... interesting... Hmmm, we may need to "invite" some locals to keep up with our needs, really get along as a family... mmm, now I can't wait!