Haunting Beasts

[Chitun]

Ila Johanson chewed on the end of her pencil in thought, staring down at the sheet of math homework despondently. The problems were simple algebra, yet math had never been Ila's strong point. Art was more to her fancy, yet she'd already completed that homework yesterday and only needed to finish these last few problems before she was done with the homework assigned to her over break.

The woman sighed to herself, doodling in the side margin of her paper. A young woman of only twenty years, Ila was dressed in a loose t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She lay sprawled out on her bed, head propped up on one arm as she stared bored at her paper. It was winter break and outside snow fell gently to the earth. Her roommate, Chelsie, had left for the week to spend time with her family, leaving Ila with a small illusion of privacy in the dorm she shared with her departed companion.

 

[Full~Pride]

Ila's privacy was only just an illusion, however. As it seemed, she wasn't alone; a slick, moist tendril moved along the floor, as it's slickness allowed it to go unheard by the girl. The tendrils moved up her mattress on both sides of her, deeply wrapping along her legs and up her tee, one group of them going up her back and the other up her chest, sliding inbetween her large bust. They stopped moving in unison once they reached her head; instead, only the group against her chest went up to her head, as the ends of the tendrils faced her lips. It was staring at her.

 

[Chitun]

Ila's blue eyes widened as she felt something cold suddenly wrap themselves around her legs. "What the-" The young woman look down, jaws parting in horror as what could only be descrived as tentacles spiraled up her lower limbs. "Squid?" She squeaked, to horrified and baffled by the creature's sudden appearance to consider screaming. The tendrils were a fleshy color, slimy with some sort of sticky liquid and missing the suction cups of any 'squid'. By the time Ila even thought to scream the many limps had already traversed her body, sliding under her shirt and bra and in between her breasts. One tendril poked up through the neck of her shirt, pausing in front of her face as though it was looking at her. Yet Ila could see no eyes on the tentacle, and so instead fear broke past her initial shock.

Ila screamed. "What the fuck is this shit?" The woman howled, thrashing against her living binds with a ferocity born of fear. It was of little use, however. A second look showed that whatever the creature was had spread its limbs on both sides of the bed, effectively pinning the blonde to her comforters. "Lemme go!"

 

[Full~Pride]

The tendrils on her back united to tear off her shirt and bra, as the tendrils near her mouth stayed there, staring at her as if they were eyes. They must've hated her yelling, though; they began to thrust themselves in her mouth, and eventually down her throat, providing her with a good face-fucking. More tendrils appeared out of the blue, however, and began pressing against her rear and crotch, obviously having a hunger for her more sensitive areas. Meanwhile, the tendrils that didn't go down her throat were wrapping tightly around the victim's large, freed breasts; the ones that went up her back, also, wrapped around her neck, trying to enforce control in their own way.