Romance and the Tender Tentacle
(f/Alien, nc, rape, rom, ScFi, oral, anal, vag, cum, fac)
by DemonBound

Intro: I started this story with the idea that I would 
enter it in one of the writer's festivals on ASSM, but I 
didn't finish it in time.  The festival was for erotic 
stories of romance.  I thought the idea of a tentacle 
rape romance story told from the monster's point of view 
would be amusing, and this is the result.

Warning: My stories are for adults of sound mind and 
interested in sex stories.  If you aren't, don't read 
them.  I'm not advocating or promoting anything and no 
real people are represented.  My stories may contain 
sexual situations you will find offensive, I try to 
include content information in the parenthesis after the 
titles, check those codes before reading, they are pretty 
self explanatory.  You've been warned about the content, 
so if you read my stories the consequences are chosen and 
borne by you.  With that in mind, please take a walk on 
my Darkside and cum.

Begin Story Segment

She is not at all like one of my kind, but I am 
perversely drawn to her. So solid and immutable of form, 
so warm of mind and emotion.  Ugly by our standards. She 
is also weak minded, she can barely perceive my thoughts 
even when I beam at a level considered rudely loud in my 
continuum.  But I am alone, an outcast to this strange 
world, and what she lacks in beauty and power, she makes 
up for in a high energy emotive field that I find I am 
starving for.

I am concealed by a mental camouflage outside her 
'house', a place she 'lives' in with her parents.  I am 
confused by the reference to two parents instead of only 
one, but apparently that is the norm here.  She considers 
herself young, a 'teenager', apparently, by her thoughts 
a much put upon slave to her parents. That at least is 
the same as my continuum.  She thinks of herself as 
pretty, though her fragmented personality, also 
apparently the norm, has a part that feels anxiety about 
her looks. 

Since I followed her mental odor to this building she 
calls a 'house' (I'm not sure I understand the need for 
this building, since it appears that she would and does 
continue to exist outside this structure),  she has spent 
considerable time examining herself in an optically 
reflective surface.  I am attuning my perceptions to 
match her own ideas of beauty, trying to understand this 
obsession with appearance.  She seems more than 
acceptable by the strange codes of her own people.  The 
ugly strands of fiber growing from the top appendage of 
her body are exceptionally long, and a glossy black, her 
repulsive motile organs are long and appealingly curvy.  
She spent considerable time examining the large sacks of 
flesh on her chest for form and consistency, and seems 
pleased by their contour and something called 'nipples' 
which she thinks look cute as they are 'perky' and 
upturned.  

Her species sleeps as does my own, but apparently even 
during sleep, mental energies are generated and images 
broadcast.  Though of no great strength, her imaginings 
are strangely tasty, an energy I find most agreeable to 
the palate.  Especially those she considers 'naughty'.  
She has vague imaginings of a 'boy' kissing her and 
'feeling her up'.  She has even more 'naughty' dreams of 
doing the same with a 'girl' she is friendly with.  Then 
in her sleep, a very powerful image comes to what passes 
for a mind among these people.  It is an entertainment 
among her kind called 'Anime' and she has watched one of 
these that was 'naughty' with the 'girl' friend she 
fantasizes about.  She imagines herself as one of the 
characters of the 'Anime' who is forced to do extremely 
naughty things with an alien 'monster'.  I am amused, 
since I bear more than a passing resemblance to that 
imaginary monster.  I like this small, confused, young 
being with strong desires.  I shall give her what she 
secretly wants but cannot admit.

***

I have waited until she sleeps, and is doing what she 
calls 'dreaming'.  This time she dreams that she is being 
kissed by one of her school instructors.  This being is 
'male' and teaches history, and she considers this entity 
as 'dreamy'.  She broadcasts images of him holding her 
tightly in his arms, even when she tries to escape.  The 
teacher then forces more kissing on her, which she 
enjoys.

It is a simple thing for me to take control of her rather 
feeble imaginings, and turn them to something slightly 
more nourishing to me.  Her teacher's eyes suddenly glow 
orange, his smile grows cruel, and his hands which have 
been caressing her back and posterior now press down on 
her shoulders, urging her to her knees.  Her dreams 
become much more energetic as her dream self realizes 
what her teacher is about to force her to do.  She has 
never done what she now imagines that she is required to 
do.  Left to herself, even had she dreamed of this, it 
would have been unfocused and vague, she had never even 
seen a male generative organ let alone orally stimulated 
one.  But I was able to supply the missing detail, for I 
had read in his mind what her father fantasized about 
making her do, and in her mother's mind, the details of 
the doing..

While the girl, who thought of herself as Eiku, dreamed 
about doing to her teacher what her father fantasized 
about her doing to him, I was slowly moving up out of my 
hiding place in the basement.  I could have simple phase 
shifted through the intervening floors and walls, but 
there was no need, I could easily flow through the 
heating duct up and into the girl's room without even 
disturbing the grate over the end of the shaft.  My 
pseudopods oozed through the small openings to rejoin on 
the other side.  When most of me was physically in the 
room, I flowed over to and under the girl's bed. I sent 
several eye stalks up over the side of the bed to gett my 
first real physical look at the being who's pychic 
eminations had so arroused my appetite.  

To my eyes, she was ugly to the point of repulsiveness, 
only 5 fixed limbs, two eyes not even on stalks, small 
and weak, and not too bright either, but her sexual 
energy called to me.  I suppose to a human she would have 
been attractive.  In her agitation at her dream struggle 
with her teacher she had kicked aside the coverings her 
weak kind needed against variations in temperature. She 
lay moaning, occasionally shifting around as random 
impulses in the dream snuck through the normal barriers 
her kind used during sleep to prevent movement.  Her 
'hair' was carelessly left unbound and lay in a dark fan 
against her white sheets, her limbs were slender and 
graceful.  She wore a covering that humans call clothing, 
a white tunic with a picture of something called a kitten 
on it (repulsive small predators kept as servitors called 
pets, considered 'cute' by human).  At the joining of her 
lower limbs, her thrashing about had exposed the 
undergarment called panties, a pink, lacey material that 
covered her adolescent female primary sex organs.  The 
rest of her relatively long lower limbs were bare of 
clothing, but one was partially coverd by a 'blanket'.  

I had gathered that the exposure of the 'hair' that grew 
in this 'panty' region was a social taboo of some kind, 
though this girl, Eiku, was young enough that very little 
hair grew there yet.  I had learned that hair was 
considered a sign of maturity, but she was just reaching 
the age that such a transformation took place.  It was 
her awakening sexual energies that had called me to her, 
and it was to arouse those energies upon with I could 
feed, that I now took the part she so desperately wanted 
someone to fill.

I send forth several limbs in the form of tentacles 
conforming to her 'hentai' fantasies. (did I mention that 
humans had several systems of vocal communication called 
languages?  Eiku was fluent in both something called 
'Japanese' and something called 'English', but because 
the fictional visual art called Anime came primarily from 
the Japanese area, she always though of certain 'naughty' 
ideas as 'hentai')  These tentacles hover over her 
sleeping form waiting for the right moment to strike.  I 
continue to manipulate the girl's dreams to bring about 
that right moment.

In her dream, Eiku protests, "No, please, Mr. 
Johnson...I've never done this!"

Mr. Johnson only laughs, and pushed the head of his penis 
into her mouth, "Take it Eiku, suck it!  I am your 
teacher and you have to do what I say!"  She doesn't 
really know what to do, but she tries, though she feels 
shamed by the degradation of this act.  She also secretly 
feels excited and aroused by both the act and by being 
forced to do it.  She sobs quietly around the hard organ 
in her mouth, licking at it,  hollowing her cheeks to 
suck at it.  

As she dreams, I actually slip one of my tentacle tips 
into her mouth in her sleep, I match my pumping strokes 
to those of her dream ravager.  Two more of my tentacles 
hold her shoulders as her teacher does in her dream. 

Mr. Johnson fucks Eiku's sweet mouth with a penis that 
strangely grows larger and becomes oddly deformed.  
Strange knobs and ridges push between her full lips and 
pull back for another cruel assault.  Eiku grows slowly 
aware that something isn't right.  She notices for the 
first time her teacher's glowing eyes, and views with 
horror the demonic member pulsing betwen her lips.  She 
tries to pull away from that inhumanly gnarled organ, but 
now her teacher's answering laugh grows deeper.  
Tentacles spout from his shoulders and his body grows 
larger, horns grow from his temples as the new tentacles 
grab her wrists, and now her teacher's hands hold her 
head as she is forced to continue her task of oral 
copulation.

"Foolish girl, know that I am not your prescious Mr. 
Johnson, I am Dorgon, Dark Overlord of the Sex 
Underworld!  And now I will ravish your weak mortal body 
and soul and make you my slave forever!" Dorgon laughs 
demonically, and his monsterous cock suddenly spurts 
copious amounts of foul slime, which Eiku tries to 
swallow so that she doesn't drown.

Even to me, an alien entity to this dimension, this 
seemed a bit meladramatic, and at this time I am new to 
the concept of fiction as entertainment.  But I took 
Dorgon's words almost exactly from Eiku's memories of the 
secretly watched hentai anime.  The taste of demonic 
sperm I took from Eiku's mother's memory of the taste of 
Eiku's father's sperm.  And I took the whole concept from 
Eiku's own subconscious fantasies.  If it was a bit 
unbelievable, well, Eiku is not the most analytical of 
beings, and her psychy is absorbing my little directed 
dream and positively glowing with sexual energy, which I 
am finding remarkably nurishing and tasty as well.

****

I had met the Overlord of my own dimension once, it never 
laughed and had no concept equivalent to human enjoyment.  
It fed off the energies of its servitors and would have 
dispised the paltry energy I drained off from Eiku.  Far 
from having any desire for a human female, it would have 
destroyed her out of hand if she had somehow gotten close 
enough to it to annoy it, but otherwise it would have 
ignored her as a wolf normally ignores grass.

But here in this dimension, Eiku was the best food I had 
found to eat, both up to then and still up to now.  
Although Eiku's fantasies were of being sexually 
dominated and degraded, it was actually she who was in 
control, for I had to use every bit of my pychic and 
physical prowess to arouse her as fully as possible, if I 
was to survive.  Her wishes literally became my commands.  
So it was that when her dream rapist ejaculated his 
demonic sperm, I echoed that dream reality in physical 
space.

****

My tentacles hold her wrists tightly.  More tentacles 
hold her head, while the special tentacle I had made to 
ravage her mouth pumps strongly into her mouth, which 
oddly was one of her few features my eyes found 
appealing, at least until I started adjusting my own 
standards of beauty to match those of the humans I found 
myself forced to live among. I found myself actually 
enjoying the physical sensation of her sleeping suckling 
of this new organ I had specially made just for her to 
suck.  But the next step was a problem.

***

My kind do not reproduce by casting off packets of 
genetic material into other seritor beings who must bear 
our young.  Among my people, offspring are genetically 
wholely based on the progenitors pattern, though of 
course the progenitor often tailors that pattern to suit 
a particular purpose that the offspring must fulfill as 
the servitor of it's parent.  The problem was that her 
fantasy called for great quantities of demonic 
reproductive fluid, that she would be forced to drink.  
My kind doesn't have reproductive fluid.  So I had to 
create a substitute, and the attendant organs and nerves 
to create and deliver it.  I finally had decided to give 
the fluid a double purpose, since I detested the waste of 
simply spewing out bits of my own body just to give the 
girl something to swallow.  My own 'demonic love juice' 
is actually carefully designed to have the taste of 
Eiku's father's ejaculate, while having the appearance 
and consistency of the demonic 'cum' she fantasized 
about, but it also contains small servitors that actually 
look rather like human sperm (which are surprisingly well 
designed for their task) but instead are absorbed by 
Eiku's tissues to become my own 'watchdogs' (a guardian 
servitor) of her weak and vulnerable body.  The more of 
my cum that Eiku drinks, the more teeny servitors I have 
inside her, making sure that she never gets sick, 
regenerates from any physical damage, and never suffers 
from cellular aging, though I have to be careful, as her 
body is a surprisingly complex interlocking system of 
tissues and servitor cells, and sometimes it is difficult 
to tell what is an invader, what is simply an overgrowth 
of necessary servitors, and what is a normal (if bizarre) 
natural symbiosis doing exactly what it is supposed to. 
And it all has to glow slighty green, hang in long ropy 
strands as it drips down her chin, and taste like he 
father's own cum.  I do think that I more than earn the 
sexual energy that I drain from her soul, since it is a 
lot of work being a sex demon.  On that night it was my 
first deployment of my untried new organs.

So when Mr. Johnson-Dorgon came in Eiku's school girl 
mouth, I also came in her mouth in the physical world.  
It was actually very pleasant!  I was suprised, but in 
hindsight, I had created an organ that mimiced the 
function of a human penis, even if it was prehensile as 
no human penis could be, I shouldn't be surprised when 
the neural flood produced similar responses in my own 
system even.  This was turning out to be more than simply 
harvesting of emotional energy, this was what humans 
called 'fun'.

****

In her dream world, the huge cock between Eiku's lips 
pumps load after load of foul slime into her mouth, which 
she swallows as quickly as possible to avoid drowning in 
cum.  She knew with dream certainty that the Overlord of 
the Sex Underworld would not hesitate to let her choke to 
death on his cock, so she swallows gulp after gulp (which 
produced the most enjoyable sensation in the physical 
world as she swallows the far smaller amount I allow 
myself to pour down her throat, in the physical world she 
could actually choke in her sleep, I was reserving the 
really impressive amounts for when I finally decided to 
allow her to awaken) but still she ciould not keep up and 
cum oozed out of her sucking lips to drip in thick ropes 
down onto her white school girl blouse.

Dorgon laughs, with a deep and maniacal voice, "Ah, my 
dear, how good my seed looks dripping from your lips.  
How beautiful to see it running down your chest."  Eiku 
blushes in shame, but feels her sex become wet at his 
words, and a warm pleasure spreads against her will 
through her virgin loins. The demon declares, "Now that 
you are my slave, having taken my seed within you, I will 
take that most precious commodity, that thing you value 
most, your most cherished virginity.  And when I have 
done that, I will finish by raping that lovely ass as 
well.  Then maybe I will throw you to my many minions who 
would fuck you until your lifeless body burst from the 
pressure of the cum you will take!"  Now tentacles 
proceed to rip the white blouse from Eiku's body.  She is 
wearing no bra, as a good girl would have, so the demon 
knew her secret slut nature.  Dorgon laughed and played 
with her tits (in the physical world, her breasts are 
considerably smaller, and to my mind more finely formed, 
but she wished them bigger, so they were bigger), mauling 
her young flesh in his strong scale covered hands.  Then 
he pulls her into the air, his tentacles pull her legs 
far apart, exposing her panty clad pussy and then, in an 
explosive burst, curl around the white material and 
ripping it to shreds.

This was the moment!  I allow her to awaken, her body 
hoisted above her bed by a multitude of tentacles.  She 
comes awake, and realizes that she is really being held 
above the bed in her own room, and that there really is a 
tentacle cock between her own lips, and that for the 
first time, she could really taste the cum that still 
filled her mouth.  I pulled out to let ropes of cum drip 
onto her surprised and frightened face.

Eiku screams and cries out, "Oh my god! What's happening 
to me?"

I speek into her mind <I am the demon Dorgon, summoned by 
your desires.  But now you shall become my slave!>

"No No...this can't be really happening, it was just a 
dream!"

<Oh yes, my pretty little virgin slut, you called out to 
me, summoning me from the hell of virgin school girls.  
Now I will take you, and rape away your virginity, and 
you shall become my love-slave>

Which was more or less what I really intended after all.  
I borrowed the name of her dream lover.  My kind have no 
names or need for names, but my new pet needed for me to 
have one.

Now she screams for real, as loudly as she can, 
fortunately, I had put a compulsion on everyone else in 
the house to remain asleep no matter what happened.

"Daddy! Help me!  Momma! Oh get it off me...let me go!" 
She struggled in my grasp, but I am far stronger than she 
(in fact the hard part is restraining her without hurting 
her).

<Your parents cannot help you now!  Your own wicked lusts 
have summoned me from hell, and now you will be 
punished!>

Eiku screams and cries in terror.  To her, I am indeed 
the horror of her dreams, but the reality is not so 
exciting, unfortunately for her, her fear is as nurishing 
to me as her lust.  Now I truely am the rapist she 
feared.  I had wanted her to feel it when I ripped the 
cloths from her body, which was why I had awakened her.  
My tentacles quest under her nightshirt to roughly fondle 
her young breasts, and I find that I actually enjoy this.  
My perceptions have already started to change, and I find 
her pert young mounds of interesting texture and spend 
several long seconds manipulating them.  Her nipples had 
been erect while she was dreaming, but her sleeping 
arousal had turned to waking terror, and they were no 
more than flat nubs, but I tweak and tickled them just 
the same.

<What, not so much fun as your dreams, little slut?> I 
moke her <It was you that called me here, don't you like 
my attentions?  Or are you only a cock teaser.  But I am 
no mortal you can entice then leave frustrated in one 
your little slut games.  I, Dorgon, will not take no for 
an answer>

Now I burst her nightshirt from within, ripping its 
tatters from her body.  I send some of my eye stalks 
questing down her smooth body, just beginning to show a 
woman's curves, and my new perceptions find them 
pleasing.  I enjoy the play of her firm muscles as she 
struggles in my grasp.  One of my tentacles pushes 
beneath her pink panties to stroke her sex, which while 
still damp with her nightdream arousal, is now closed and 
cool as only terror fills her.  But I have my own 
lubricant, made for just such an occasion, and my 
tentacle leaves wet tracks as it brushes over her nearly 
hairless mound to push along her tight furrow, parting 
the labia and  teasing at the entrance hidden there.

"No, please, not there...it was just a dream!  I'm a good 
girl! Please don't  I didn't mean to!"

I begin stimulating her clitoris by sliding a warm slick 
tentacle along her sex, not penetrating, just a strong 
hard, male presence. (though of course I'm not really 
male or female, or maybe I'm both)

<Ah ha ha ha ha> (hey, you try to mentally project an 
evil laugh telepathically) < Cease your useless protests.  
Here, let me give your mouth something better to do.> 

I push my new special cock tentacle into her mouth.  I 
can read in her mind that she is only just now beginning 
to realize that this is really happening.  I subtly 
remind her of her secret fantasies, and bring to her 
attention that I had said I would make her a love slave, 
not that I would kill her.  By now at least her 
subconcious was starting to realize that this was exactly 
what she wanted, and if I could get her survival 
instincts to die down just a bit, I was sure that her 
arousal would resurface.  Terror and lust to me are like 
meat and potatos to a human, and I wanted both.

Ah yes, now she begins to respond, her sex begins to be 
wet with more than my own ooze, and her nipples are once 
again erect.  It is time to provide more stimulation to 
my  new slave.  Another copy of my new penis tentacle 
flow up from under the bed, but instead of threatening 
her virgin vaginal orifice, I choose a different route.

Two of my general purpose tentacles pull apart the cheeks 
of Eiku's posterior, exposing the opening of the exit 
from her digestive track.  I am getting into this role as 
ravager, and the perversity of turning an exit into an 
entrance is attractive to me.  A third general purpose 
tentacle licks at the tightly closed sphincter.  Eiku 
thrashes wildly as she realizes what I entend, but her 
muffled screams only serve to further stimulate my cock 
already in her mouth.  I extrude ooze to lubricate the 
tight opening, and push just the tip into her rectum.  It 
is tight and warm.  My orininal plan had been to take her 
virginity, then force myself into her digestive tract, 
just as her dream fantasy suggested, but I decide to 
improvise a bit, this opening seems almost to need a good 
'fuck' as humans call this activity.  I let the organ in 
her mouth pull free so that I could splurt more of my cum 
on her face.  Somehow it did indeed look good there.  
Perhaps I had rearranged my perceptions a little too 
much, but I liked it.

"No no...oh, take it out of my ass...no, not there!"

<Oh yes, there!  Such a tempting little rosebud.  Let us 
see just how far it will stretch>

The copy of my new cock tentacle that I positioned 
between Eiku's wide spread bottom cheeks was about the 
size of the one spurting cum on her face, and now down on 
her pert tits, but I make her mind feel it as much larger 
as I pull out the lubricating tentacle and position my 
fucking tentacle.

"No, its too big!  You'll kill me...no please...."

"AAAUUUGH...Ouch...oh its too big, Too Big,  nonono, TOO 
BIG, AAAUUUGH!!!"

<And that is just the tip, my little slut, soon you will 
writh in extasy on my pole fucking deep into your little 
slut asshole--just as you secretly want!!>

"Don't push, don't push...oooooh...oh my god, oh my god, 
ohmygod....AAAUUUGH"

<So tight, and you squeeze me so well, like a good 
servant should to welcome her Master>

I find her pain to be a tasty treat, but that is not all 
I feed on, because for Eiku this type of pain triggers 
some odd sexual response, and she does indeed feel 
pleasure and arousal.  Her nipples are hard under my 
tentacles.  My eye stocks let me see her hairless pussy 
gaping open, her love channel pink and moist and 
throbbing.  I let her hands move to the fucking tentacle 
near her mouth, and though she is screaming for me to 
stop, her hands are stroking my tentacle as if she were 
masturbating her dream teacher's cock instead of the 
demonic monster raping her ass.   And I enjoy the raping 
too.  Her ass is tight and warm, dry at first, but I have 
already dumped a first load of my specially constructed 
seed inside her to lubricate my anal penetration.  I have 
already pushed past the first ring of her colon, but 
there is another before me.  My internal servitors 
already flooding her lower digestive tract gave me an 
excellent view of the massive organ battering at the 
inner sphincter at the second ring of her colon.  I took 
a firm grip on my tasty young victim's slim waist, and 
with an inhuman ripple of muscle, viciously plunged in 
and through.

<Ah!  Take my seed, young slut, you know you want my 
demon seed in your ass>

"AAAUUGH...not not...you're killing me!  Please! Please! 
No more!"

<Hah! Foolish mortal, you cry out in pain, but I can feel 
your muscles clenched in pleasure, feel the waves of 
extacy in your brain!>

I push even deeper into her intestines, sawing back and 
forth through both sphincters with my hard cock tentacle.  
At the same time, I plung again into that sweet mouth, 
and push past her tongue down into her esophagus, closing 
off her breath.  I feel her terror that she would die 
choking on cock, and it was sweet.  The muscles of her 
throat, desperate to open her airway to breath, massaged 
my tentacle cock in the most pleasant of manners. I 
proceed to dump more of my cum down her helpless throat 
and up into her bucking ass until I was fairly sure I was 
about to meet myself inside her.  Little Eiku really is a 
slut, even if she never consciously knew it before (this 
compartmentalized mental system is quite interesting), 
because even as she becomes sure she is about to die, she 
is in the midst of a series of tremendous orgasm, wave 
after wave washing through her nervous system as she 
starts to pass out.  With a final spasm, I pull out of 
her throat so she can breath, and so come back to full 
consciousness for the final act of degradation.

After letting her rest, still impaled on my cock in her 
ass, still dribbling cum on her pert tits, I bring forth 
my final cock tentacle.  It is bigger than the other two, 
with a massive head and tremendous gnobby shaft.  I raise 
it slowly into her field of view (her vision is so 
limited with only two eyes, but it does make it easier to 
scare her.) letting her get a good look at it.  Once 
again I enhance her perception of it, making it look even 
bigger than it is.  There is really no need, it compairs 
favorably in size to that of the large mammal called a 
horse, but I don't care, for her fear is sweet.  I am 
somewhat concerned that I will tear more than her hymen 
when I push into her, but the strange compulsion of her 
need drives me to greater cruelty than I had believed I 
possessed.  Besides, I can repair her with my servitors 
she will receive in my seed should she tear.  I actually 
enlarge the organ slightly.

<Now, little Eiku, it is time for the plucking of your 
final flower, your oh-so-precious virginity!>

"No no...I mean it, that's just too big! It'll tear me 
apart.  Please...let me...let me lick it...or rub it.  
But it's just to big."

No matter what her fantasies, there is real terror here.  
Eiku is sure that she cannot take this largest of my cock 
tentacles, but I know that able to or not, she will take 
it.  Madness has consumed me, 
my normal rational mind has been eaten away by her dark 
desires, and I find that I now enjoy the role I had 
simply originally taken in order to gain sustenance.  I 
would take her, and in taking her destroy her will to be 
anything but mine.  

<I will split you apart, my little cock slave, and you 
will scream for more as you die, impaled on my demonic 
member!>

I debated leaving her mouth free so that I could enjoy 
her screams, but she is actually crying out so loudly 
that I am afraid that she will awaken the neigbors, who's 
guardian servitors are already barking loudly.  As I once 
more push one of my cocks into her mouth to muffle her 
cries, it crosses my mind to wonder how she would react 
if I took over the mind of one of the servitor 'dogs', 
even more weak minded than she is, and had it rape her 
too.  Perhaps next time.  I think Eiku would secretly 
relish it, and cry even more pitiously at the 
degradation, but tonight I want her to myself.  I rub my 
largest of pricks up between her outer lips, running its 
massive girth over her clitoris, until a length greater 
than the length of her torso had run up between her pussy 
lips and the head hovered before her cock filled mouth 
and poised near her large black eyes wide in amazement 
and wider in fear.

Of course I am not going to use all of that length, I 
need her alive as much as she needed to be fucked, but if 
she thought I would not stop until I had pushed into her 
3 inches beyond the top of her head, so much the better.  
I distract her for a moment by pulling out a couple of 
inches of the cock tentacle in her ass, then ram it home 
a few times, just to loosen her up, then I slide all that 
long length of my biggest cock tentacle back down the 
furrow of her unused slit.  I pull her legs widely apart.  
I push up on her waist and back on her shoulders, making 
her slender young body a bow suspended in mid-air, her 
beautiful breasts with their long nipple push up toward 
the ceiling of her bedroom.  I pull her head back by her 
long dark hair so that my cock in her mouth can more 
easily fuck deep into her throat, and at the same time 
prevent her from seening what is happening.  Two of my 
general purpose tentacles play with her labia, spreading 
open her inner folds, exposing the engorged flesh of her 
cunt, dabbling in the moisture oozing out of her tight 
pussy that almost begged an invader into their depth, 
stroking her nearly untouch clit, bringing her to orgasm 
before I have even started to push into her.

I pause for a moment, letting the tension build in her 
mind.  She feels the head of my cock tentacle nudging at 
her opening, and at first is afraid, then as long seconds 
pass, she begins to want it to begin just to end the 
waiting, until at last she starts hunching her nearly 
hairless mound upward trying to push herself onto my 
hardness to force me to begin.  I savor the moment.  As a 
last gesture, I position an eye stalk just above her 
head, and when her lust dazed eyes finally take in the 
sight I project into her mind.

<I want to watch it come out> 

I send it smuggly, teasingly, and in my most sinister 
inner voice.  And as her eyes widen and she tries to 
scream around the cock in her mouth and tries to shake 
her head in denial, I begin to push.

I spread apart the folds of her young cunt as I 
effortlessly push into the first length of her vagina.  I 
can feel her feeling me stretch her open.  I feel her 
pain as the opening that has never had anything larger 
than the tip of her own finger inside it spreads to 
accept my massive more-than-male organ.

I push forward, just a bit, until I feel the thin but so 
important membrane of Eiku's hymen, I shift around, 
tightening my grip of her waist, pulling her legs a 
little farther open.  She whimpers around my cock in her 
mouth, and her anus clamps on my other cock as if trying 
to brace herself for what she knows is coming.  I hear in 
her mind her attempts to plea for mercy, but I also hear 
another part of her mind calling to be raped, ravished, 
and ruined for any other cock but mine.  I am happy to do 
this.

With a massive surge, I lunge into her.  I pull her down 
onto my impaling cock tentacle as much as I push it into 
her.  Eiku screams as never before, muffled only by my 
cock in her throat.  Her hymen rips into tatters and 
dissapear as my massive presence plunges down her virgin 
fuck hole, until I claim every bit of its hot wet depth.  
Her blood mingles with my cum as I use it to lubricate my 
mad thrust.  Her muscles spasm as her tissues stretch to 
the point of explosive ruptures, both because of my girth 
and because I push more and more of that massive length 
into her as well.  Her elastic young vaginal tunnel first 
straightened then lengthened to accomodate me, until at 
last I felt that any more pressure would tear her 
internal organs assunder, though I did stop short of 
forcing open her cervix, since without special dialation 
my girth would rip out her womb.  My cock in her ass was 
compressed and I could feel my other cock through Eiku's 
thin tissues separating vagina and colon. Then when I had 
her, in to the limit of her life, I stopped, simply 
impaling her.  I felt her body slowly stretch just a bit 
more to accomodate me, as her initial screams faded to 
dazed sobs for her loss.

Then I begin to move.  First I pull my length from her 
throat, giving it another good coating of cum, until the 
head is in her mouth and she can breath easily.  I let 
her take a breath, then two, then a third, but after the 
third, I pull her waist upward, forcing my cock down her 
throat.  As I fuck into her throat I pull myself out of 
her torn and bleeding twat, while bright drops of blood 
mingle with the glowing green of my cum on her bed. The 
massive cock head that had split her hymen pulls back to 
hover just outside the battered cunt lips while my third 
cock stays buried in her ass, but only for a moment then 
I plung in again roughly forcing her little vagina open 
again around my larger than horse sized cock. As I thrust 
into her cunt again, I pull out of her ass, rubbing 
against myself as if Eiku were only a glove and I a hand 
rubbing thumb and forefinger together.  I then pull out 
of her throat so she can breath and scream, but since I 
had let her stretch and because she was so well 
lubricated in all three holes, even on that second stroke 
she felt pleasure amongst the pain, and the scream is 
less intense than it might have been. Then I begin 
another round of inward strokes, each matched by rhythmic 
outdrawings, until a regular cycle is achieved. Cunt, 
Mouth, Ass. Cunt, Mouth, Ass. And all the while, more of 
my tentacles stroke and tweak her clitoris, rub and pinch 
her nipples, carress and fondle skin and muscle and bone.  
The screams of pain fade to moans of pleasure as I 
stimulate her every nerve ending and turn to screams of 
passion as I feel her mind burn toward consuming orgasm.  
At last she overcomes pain and falls mindlessly into 
pleasure as her first peaks take her to climax.

Finally she yealds fully to my will, her body glistens 
with her sweat and my cum.  Her pussy pulses around my 
largest cock tentacle as she cums again and again, still 
with her mouth and colon filled with my other cock 
tentacles.  More of my cum drips from her over filled 
orifices, green glowing slime drips from mouth, pussy, 
and ass, as I fill her again and again with my carefully 
designed seed.  Her long black hair trails into the pool 
of glowing slime on her bed.  Even more drips down her 
thighs and legs, even her toes are dripping with my 
essence.  I continue to fuck her, raping her every 
orifice and her mind as well, letting her see through my 
eyes how her hands stroke my tentacles trying to milk out 
more cum and how her form bucks and writhes, straining to 
urge more of me into her body.  At last her nervous 
system overloads with a last string of orgasms, and I 
allow her to become unconscious.  

****

It has been six months since I ravashed Eiku, stealing 
her virginity and her 'heart'.

I live in her families septic tank, taking over the role 
of the cleansing microscopic life forms that no longer 
exist there.  I regularly come up through the toilets or 
the shower drains for a quick surprise rape of little 
Eiku, which she is forced to endure in silence lest we be 
discovered.  She nearly screamed out the first time I 
pushed a cock into her while she was sitting on the 
toilet peeing.  And she loves for me to wash her in the 
shower while fucking her in ass and cunt.  I make her 
take a part of me with her to school each day, and while 
I listen to her teachers, learning more about her world, 
I lay throbbing in her vagina as her eyes glaze over in 
pleasure and she cums a dozen times a day in a class full 
of other highschool juniors.  She has gotten good at 
having very quiet orgasms.  

I also give her permission to do the things she has 
always wanted to do.  She now has a boyfriend that feels 
her up regularly, and who she had given a blow job to in 
a dark but crowded movie theater.  She also has a 
girlfriend who has gone down on her, and who had shared 
what she thought was a double ended dildo plunging into 
both young pussies as their mounds ground together.  Of 
course, that had been a bit of me temporarily grafted 
into Eiku's vagina, and she and I had shared the 
experience of fucking her friend's tight little twat.  
And she'd liked being fucked by a dog so much that she'd 
pleaded with her parents until they bought her a nice big 
Rottweiler which I controlled for her.

For her, I have given up the moral and esthetic 
principles of my people, which would prohibit my having 
such intimate contact with such unevolved and homely 
beings, let alone reconfiguring my perceptions and world 
view  to match her own so that we could communicate and 
play our little games.  For me, she lives a secret life 
of lies and what she considers an often terrifying and 
painful perversion.  But what can two beings do? We are 
in love.


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