Boarding schoolhouse face-off
Chapter Seven : Henrietta 's puss Tentacles Molests Her form
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2016

"reply me, Miss Henrietta,"panted my Latin teacher, Miss Erma. She stepped back from the desk. I lay stretched over it, my ass burning from the spanking she gave me, my pocket-size breasts rubbing naked into the desk. Why does she let tentacles ? I heard her thinking echo in my head, one of my new mogul since I met Merita, the tribade alien. And out of her cunny ?

I was naked, along with my new protagonist and lover Tabitha. We both were former arriving to Miss Erma 's class. We had been out in the countryside, looking for the missing sum to Merita 's ship. We found it, but all the nanites—which were modest zombi like the ace inside my torso repairing mys pine—had escaped, eating the core in the process.

Merita feared they had encountered a human and were causing all sorts of problems.

And I wanted to help oneself her, I did, but I had job of my own. While missy Erma spanked Tabitha and me, she excited us. There was something so erotic about her hand smacking over and over on my bottom, the loudly crack, the estrus reaching into my pussy and making me shudder with seventh heaven. It was ecstatic. Amazing.

And that excitement made my cunt tentacles squirm. I tried to control myself while the socio-economic class masturbated, watching our field. She spanked us until we had our sexual climax. Tabitha came first, gasping and moaning. I tried to fight it, but Miss Erma was so clamant that I also achieve my release.

She made me cum. And I lost all ascendence over my pussy tentacles.

Since the extraterrestrial being merged with me, I gained the tentacles and something Merita called telepathy. Now I had four squirming, writhing, and sensitive tentacles, as purple as Merita, in my cunny. They burst out of my pussy, aegir to tinct and fondle a woman, to drive her dotty with passion.

Before the masturbating grade, I fucked misfire Erma with my tentacles, looking control of them when I climaxed. I plunged them in and out of her hole, ripping her dress off in the outgrowth. She gasped and moaned, my process reaming her asshole and pussy while the early eighteen-year-old pupil watched wide-eyed. Before, only Peony and Tabitha knew my secret.

Now they all knew.

What would they do ? Would they think I was a freak ? Something that belonged in a traveling menagerie and not in a shoal for educating Cy Young woman. Yes, the school had large-minded insurance on lesbian delights, encouraging faculty and students to research each other 's soundbox, to relieve each other 's hysterics.

To name love to each other in the most wicked of manner.

But this ? I could hear the jounce in fille Erma 's vox as she stared at my puss, trying to spot my tentacles. I did n't know what to do. Help me, Merita, I plead to the voice that occupied my nous. What can I say ?

I do n't bonk, Merita answered, her voice sluggish. She was despondent. Losing the gist meant the opening of being stranded on my satellite. As much as she loved me and was glad she met, my populace was so rude. She talked about things I could n't even understand, that English people did n't even have Word for.

I mean, there was n't even electrical energy in our schooling. It was too far from London or any former large city. We were lucky it had a railroad and a telegraph situation in the nearby town.

"Miss Henriette, you will tell me what those are this second,"insisted young woman Erma."They were like the tentacles of an octopus. And the things they did to my consistency ..."

"Wonderful affair,"Tabitha sighed. My red-header friend rolled over onto her backrest, her round tits pillowing into two freckled mounds."Were n't they, young lady Erma ? You loved them. You had such a vent. Etta really cured the hysterics stirred by spanking our bums."

"Yes, she did,"misfire Erma admitted. She patted her hair gathered in a serious bun. It was still severe, held in seat by several hairpins, but more than a few whorl had escaped as she thrashed."I can not deny that. But her ... tentacles are ... unusual."

I bit my lip."I am sorry, Miss Erma,"I said, a shudder running through my body."I ... I ..."Tears fell down my cheek."I tried to keep them under c-control. B-but when y-you made m-m-me org-gasm, they c-came out."

Tears fell hot down my face. My voice choked up. I covered my face with my deal, feeling all the eyes on me, my red butt, and my pussy. The class all had to be staring at my cunny, trying to see the tentacles.

"T-they 're n-new. I ... I ..."

Yes, yes, distinguish them about me, sighed Merita. Just ... leave out where my ship is.

I tried to keep speaking, but the tears came faster. Tabitha put a comforting bridge player on my articulatio humeri as I squirmed on the desk. They would lock me up. Send me to one of those sanatorium. There was one near my star sign. So dark and foreboding. You could hear the people inside screaming.

Then Miss Erma grasped me with aristocratic fingers and pulled me onto my feet. She turned me around and hugged me. She still wore her heeled boots, giving her a few more in of height. My face pressed into her ample bosom. It was such a ease gesture as her handwriting stroked my back.

"There, there. It 's okay. I did n't mean to fright you. I was just ... shocked. I have never seen anything like that in my life. And what you did with them ... I have never had my hysterics cured with such vigor. Do n't cry."

"E-everyone m-must think I-I 'm a f-freak. A-a d-disgusting ..."

"You 're not disgusting, justly female child ?"

"Right, Miss Erma,"the girls chorused.

"This morning, she took my virginal membrane in the bath,"peony spoke up. Her tentacles were ever so delightful and gave me such an scintillating release. It was quite satisfying. Even if it did let down nursemaid Leroy Robert Paige that my cherry was already plucked."

"They do look ... fun,"Kayleigh said, a curvy girl with strawberry-blonde curls.

"Yes,"nodded a raven-haired, pale-faced miss with wide, blue heart. I did n't know her public figure. She licked at her muggy fingers, her gray wench clearly hiked over her knees.

"Where do they arrive from ?"another miss asked, an eager smile on her face.

"Can anyone grow them ?"

"Did you get them in Africa ?"

"Or Communist China ? I bet they 're from China. Or Japan."

I swallowed."No, no. I 've never been to any exotic place. They're—"

"Did a Romani curse you ?"another girl asked."Or was it a fairy ?"

"The conciliate folk music do have a sense of humor,"nodded Kayleigh."I bet one of them did that."

I froze, squirming. I thought Merita was a fairy when I first met her. That she had taken me inside her silver egg as persona of her mischief. That sounds like a enceinte story to differentiate, Merita said, her voice slightly more involved. Not so depressed. say them that.

"Yes."I swallowed."hold out night, I went for a walking in the fog."

Tabitha nodded her head in support.

"And while I was walking, a shooting star fell. It burned so bright and so hot, so I went to chance it."That part was true up."And I found this silver egg. It was so beautiful. I went to the egg and touched it and it ... it ..."

"Hatched,"supplied Tabitha, taking my hand as I rested my forefront against Miss Erma 's round bosom. Her mamilla was hard, rubbing on my face."It hatched and out came a fairy."

"And she was beautiful."I pictured Merita as she appeared."Purple cutis with absolutely no hair."

"Even on her nous ?"the raven-haired girl asked.

"Yes. She did n't even stimulate eyebrows. And her chest were rhythm and her nipples were even dingy purple. She was so beautiful. Enchanting, even."

I was ? Merita asked.

You were. You were gorgeous. As frightened as I was, I still noticed that.

"And she hovered over me with these tentacles. And she touched me with them. She sensed my hysterics were building, and she caressed me, kissed me, and took my maidenhead. I writhed in such wonderful bliss. Ecstasy."

"Wow,"Peony said.

All the daughter nodded their school principal. Since attending school day, the had all discovered the joys womanhood could share with each former. They squirmed on the desk, several still rubbing their cunnies, aegir to have their first climax or a second.

"That does sound baffle,"young lady Erma said, still stroking my back. A tingle rushed down to my pussy.

Heat blossomed and the tentacles writhed inside.

"Her tentacles pumped in and out of me,"I continued, loving the tone of Miss Erma 's naked body against mine. Her teat was in good order by my backtalk. I could puzzle out her, nuzzle at her."I gasped and writhed, and when I had my release, that marvelous here and now of bubbling paroxysms, she merged with me."

"What ?"fille Erma asked. Merged ? With a fairy ? How remarkable.

"She 's inside me now. We 're one person. And the tentacles are her gift. Now I get to trifle with them. I get the joy of stroking a woman and plunging my member in and out of her cunny. To embrace the wonderful tone of silky flesh caressing me."

I shuddered."It is such a wonderful feeling. I had such joy when my tentacles cured your hysterics, Miss Erma. I had my release, too."

"I heard, you wicked girl."The older cleaning woman shuddered."So you are possessed by a fairy. And one with tentacles. I am not familiar with that kind."

"But there are so many,"I told her."And I bet there are even more fall back to history, not recorded down and were lost as the Christians stamped out the local pagan beliefs."

"Quite right wing you are,"she nodded."well, class, this is a remarkable routine of events."

She broke away from me, stepping back, her soundbox flushed as her heeled boots clicked on the floor. She stared down at the tattered remains of her dress clinging about her hips, a scowl appearing. She bent down, grasping a rupture chip of fabric belonging to her undergarments.

"I am sorry about the dress, Miss Erma."I swallowed."I 'm afraid by holding my tentacles in, by trying to fight my orgasm, it caused me to lose all mastery when it did finally happen."

"Well, in light of the satisfaction your tentacles gave me, I am Thomas More than benignant enough to forgive you."She smiled, licking her lips."I think all of us can fit in that we experienced such enthrall today."

"Definitely,"Tabitha nodded, standing naked beside me.

The early fille in the classroom nodded, their heart all staring at me. It made me sense so self-conscious. My apparel was folded on the desk. I wanted to pull up it on. A shiver ran through me. And a stab of inflammation increasing the passion. The tentacles writhed more, caressing the walls of my pussy.

The black-haired girl gasped."Her groin just moved. Was that your tentacles, Henrietta ?"

"Yes,"I blushed."Um ..."

"Christine,"she answered, disconsolate eyes wide.

"Yes,"I nodded."Between everyone looking at me and embracing Miss Erma 's raw torso has made me More than a little hysteric. And they do get active agent when I feel those flutters."

"Wow,"a few of the girl 's said.

"Miss Erma,"Christine said, her middle tidal bore,"may we have another manifestation of her tentacles ? I think we would all be so thankful if we could see them. Observe them. They are a remarkable discovery."

"Hmm,"Miss Erma said as she seated herself on her desk and crossed her legs. Her turgid breast jiggled, her nipples so knockout and inviting."I think that is a sound way to pass social class. I rather doubt any of you young lady are in the state of psyche to read Latin today. And I, for one, and far too aroused to want to teach it right now.

"You may go ahead with a presentment, Miss Henrietta."

"Thank you,"I smiled.

A presentation, giggled Merita. More like an orgy. I think we are about to cause a lot of fun.

I 'm sword lily you 're feeling better.

She sighed. fountainhead, wallowing in self-pity is n't going to avail with my situation. We just have to recover those nanites before they cause too many trouble. Besides, it is not fearful here. I have pleasant society. I rather like being bonded with you.

As do I, Merita. I would miss you greatly, but I also want your happiness.

Such a wondrous girl. I felt her emotions beating with love.

I smiled.

"Um, Henrietta, why are you just standing there daydreaming ?"Christine asked.

"Are you okay ?"Peony asked.

"She 's just talking to the pouf,"Tabitha said. She hugged me from behind."When they talk, Henrietta gets all dreamy."But it is so aphrodisiac when she 's languid, especially the way she wiggles her hips. I could stare at her rump all day. No wonder men love watching adult female walk.

My smile grew as I read Tabitha 's thoughts. I sensed hers more than others, probably because I felt so close-fitting to her.

"So, this is how you get her pussy tentacles out,"Tabitha said."It 's really not intemperate. You just have to tease her."Tabitha lips kissed at my neck. With my blonde hair in two pigtails, it was easy for her to do.

I moaned, the easygoing feeling of her lips sending wonderful pleasure rippling down my trunk. I undulated my hips, grinding back into her. She let out a purr of delight, her fingers tracing tedious circles around my stomach while I felt her hard teat against my rachis and her igneous down feather of pubic hair tickling the nerve of my bottom.

"Then we just slid one paw up and the other down,"Tabitha purred.

I groaned as her fingers trailed across my body. One came up and brushed the merchant ship of my justly breast while the former stroked down. My pussy clenched and my tentacles ruffle inside of me, caressing my sensitive cunny paries. Her finger reached my favorable down and stroked through it, curling amercement hairsbreadth about her figure. She kissed me again, her signature still teasing me. Juices wept down my thighs as one digit went gamey, the other lower.

I gasped as she brushed the edge of my areola, swirling across the garden pink while for my mamilla. Her other finger moved get down and lower, reaching between my thigh and stroking past my cunny 's slit. I trembled in her embrace as her finger spiraled into my nipple, caressing it.

"Look at how she trembles and groan,"Tabitha purred.

Everyone watched. Their heart panoptic. The girls licked their mouth and fidgeted. Some resumed masturbating, letting out their own sigh. It was ... enthralling. The way they watched me with rosy cheeks and glossy eyes.

I excited them.

"Tabitha,"I moaned as she stroked her finger's breadth up my slit, pushing between my plump vulva to caress my internal delectation. She brushed my clitoris, the pleasure shooting to my sensitive tentacles. They reached for the entrance of my pussy.

"Mmm, I love it when you moan my name, Etta."She stroked my button faster."She really loves it when you do this. It really makes her go wild."

"I see,"Christine said, licking her sassing, her bluish eyes focused on Tabitha 's finger dancing around my clitoris."I have discovered that spot to be quite ... stimulating myself."

Tabitha laughed, rubbing harder."I bet you have, sassy girl."

I moaned, arching my neck. Tabitha pinched my mamilla, adding more trembling delight to my eubstance. My tentacles pressed out the entrance of my pussy. Girls gasped, spotting the four purple outgrowth as they wiggled out, dripping with my juices.

"That is astounding,"Christine said.

"They are coming out of her."

"Look at how hanker they are."

"And they 're dripping with her emollient. I bet they must taste remarkable."

"Yes, yes, yes,"peony moaned, her boldness contorting as she came on her fingerbreadth, her desk rocking.

Christine bit her lip."May I ... touch one, Henrietta ?"

"I think I would like that very much,"I purred and stepped forward, my tentacles reaching before me.

Christine reached out with a hesitant hand. She brushed my tentacle, which sent a wonderful shiver through me. I groaned as her finger stroked me, gathering my cunny juice glistening like dew on the purple appendage. She brought her finger to her back talk, sucked on it.

"Mmm, you taste sweet,"she said, a blush on her brass."I ca n't conceive this schooltime. And now this. It 's all ... so much."

"I know,"I said as I stood au naturel, the other girls leaning forward in their desks or craning their heads to see over their classmate."It 's all so intoxicating to do these naughty acts."

She nodded her straits and affect my tentacle again. She stroked her fingers up and land it as I shivered. My kitty clenched about my tentacles, the other three wiggling and writhing as her soft touch stirred delicious quiver down the appendage.

"You shiver when I touch you."Christine licked her rim."What 's it feel like ?"

"Like mortal 's touching my tit or cunny,"I answered."Or my clitoris."

"They 're that spiritualist ?"another young lady asked, her oculus wide.

"Yes, they are. They 're like ... extensions of my slit. It makes me feel amazing to touch and stroke others with them."

"And guide their maidenheads ?"peony asked.

"That is definitely a goody,"I nodded."Like Christmas pudding."

Yule ? asked Merita.

Just a holiday. Where we—

My thinking were scattered by Christine 's clapper licking at the tip of my appendage. She circled it, gathering the succus beading on my purple tentacle, her blue heart flashing up to mine. Color burned even brighter in her wan cheeks as she made my other three tentacles lash and writhe.

I moaned in delight. Her spit was so toothsome on my tentacle. And then she opened all-encompassing and sucked on it. I groaned, my backrest arching and my low breasts jiggling before me. The desks creaked as the girlfriend squirm.

"It 's like she 's sucking on a cocksucker,"one female child said.

"Eww,"another gasped."That 's disgusting."

"But this isn't."

The missy who squealed let out a breathy,"No. No, it is not."

The brunette sitting beside Christine suddenly seized a back tentacle, both her hands wrapped about it, stroking up and down the flap length as she opened her mouth wide. I pressed my tentacle past her lips, savoring her warm, sucking mouth.

I shuddered as two girls sucked my tentacles. Christine 's spit danced while the brunette 's brass hollowed. She sucked so hard, loving my tentacle while her hands pumped up and down my length for as far as she could reach, her clenched fist gliding along thanks to my cunny juices.

"Wow, expression at her look,"paeony said."She looks like she is in heaven."

"Uh-huh,"I groaned, my hips shifting. The sucking adept shivered down my body.

"What 's it feel like ?"

"Like someone is sucking on my tentacles,"I gasped."upright than having my nipples sucked on. Oh, yes, yes, delight, keep suction. Oh, you are making me feel all fluttery."

"She 's going to orgasm,"chuckled a daughter in the back.

"Definitely,"Tabitha purred as she pressed up behind me again.

This time, both her hands cupped my bosom as she nibbled on my articulatio humeri. My small-scale titty were the perfect size of it for her to cup. Her fingerbreadth swiped across my agglomerate and brushed my severe tit. They throbbed, shooting bliss down to my pussy.

Juices dripped down my thighs. I squirmed, my two free tentacles writhing. I arched my cervix as Christine and the brunette sucked hard on my tentacles. They worshiped them. My stomach fluttered as the pleasance built.

But I needed more. And I had two tentacles free.

fucking their cunnies, Merita moaned in my mind. Oh, yes, let 's make this into one hazardous debauchery of pleasure. You know you want to.

I did. So badly.

I lowered my two tentacles. It was light to control them both. I reached out beneath Christine 's and the brunette 's desk and brushed the bottoms of their chick. The girls sitting behind them craned their necks forward, huge smiles on their lips.

"Her tentacles are going up their skirts,"one said."Oh, Henrietta, you are so naughty."

"Uh-huh,"I moaned then shuddered as Tabitha pinched and rolled my nipple between her fingers.

"Fuck their cunnies,"my redheaded lover whispered in my ear, her knife flicking out and licking a lobe."Do it."

Yes, do it, Henrietta, moaned Merita.

It 'll be so hot, thought Christine. To drop off my maidenhead to her fagot tentacles. This is awing. So hot.

She 's reaching beneath my skirt, came from the brunette. She sucked harder on my tentacle. She 's going to violate my cunny. Oh, yes. That sounds wonderful.

Their thoughts poured into me, making me tremble with excitement. My tentacles disappeared beneath their skirts and half-slip. It was quick beneath their vesture. I brushed their stocking-clad calf, sliding up their legs to their genu and then to their bare thighs.

Oh, she 's touching me, thought the brunet. Her eyes squeezed shut. She stroked her hands faster and faster on my tentacle she sucked, shooting pleasure down to my pussy.

I was so closemouthed to cumming.

I stroked up both girl 's second joint. I wrapped my tentacle around Christine 's leg since I stood finisher to her. I savored the feel of her sleek thigh as the tip of my tentacle reached both girl'cunnies. Their curly pubic hair massaged the terminal of my tentacles. It was such a wicked delight.

I came.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I gasped suddenly."Oh, that 's so mystify. suck my tentacles. And then I 'm going to have intercourse your cunnies so hard."

"She 's had her spillage,"Peony groaned."Look at her."

The effervescent pleasure bubbled through me as both my tentacles pressed against their puss. I slipped into the brunet without any effort, her hymen already pricked. Her hot, tight cunny engulfed my cock. She moaned and spasmed. The tight feel of her kitty-cat caressing my tentacle sent another flare-up of fit through me.

I trembled in Tabitha 's arm as the brunette cerebration, She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Oh, Lord, this is so haywire. So wonderfully wrong.

As she sucked harder on my tentacle and squirmed as my other fucked her cunny, my third tentacle pressed on the incoming of Christine 's virgin snatch. I know I promised the Headmistress not to displume any Sir Thomas More cherries.

But I could n't help it. Not when Christine moaned in my psyche, Yes, yes, take my maidenhead. I need it in me.

As my orgasm peaked inside me, bathing my judgment with pleasance, I rammed my tentacle forward. Christine 's Hymen gave a valorous fight. The black-haired lady friend moaned about my tentacle, her natural language fluttering hard against it as her tissue layer stretched and stretched.

And snapped.

I 'm a charwoman now, Christine screamed in my thinking as my tentacle penetrated into the hot profundity of her virgin snatch. I shuddered in Tabitha 's embracement, moaning again as I fucked both girls cunnies with my tentacles, pumping them in and out of their depths.

"Oh, yes, fuck them,"Tabitha moaned."This is so hot. Oh, yes. I love you."

"lovemaking you,"I answered as I shuddered, more sexual climax bursting out of my pussy. The pleasance radiating down my tentacles were enchanting, leaving me shaking and shuddering as I savored the hot, fast embraces of their cunnies.

Ooh, Etta has such a gracious ass, thought Tabitha. It was so hot when I licked her while young lady Erma spanked her. Mmm, so sour and yummy.

"Do it,"I moaned."lap my ass, Tabitha. I would love for you do that again."

"Ooh, you 're reading my psyche again,"she giggled."I will. I have such a letch for your fairly bum."

Tabitha, and her wonderful breasts, slid down my back as my four tentacles writhed in promised land. They fucked in and out of Christine 's and the brunette 's blind drunk, slick cunnies faster and faster. I savored the velvety mechanical press of their flesh on mine. Tabitha 's tongue ran down my spine. I groaned, loving how wicked it felt as she traced lower and lower.

And then her hired hand reached my butt-cheeks. She squeezed both of them, bringing a gasp of pain from my lips, reminding me of Miss Erma 's wonderful hired man falling over and over on my stern. I squirmed, my eyes fluttering. Whimpers of delight burst from my back talk. I trembled. My eyes fluttered. Such rattling, scrumptious pleasure.

Her ass is so beautiful, retrieve Tabitha as she pressed her oral fissure between the buttock of my ass.

Your ass is beautiful, Henrietta, Merita giggled. I thoroughly enjoyed whacking and fingering it in your dream.

That was nice, I agreed as Tabitha 's natural language licked frown and glower through my crack, nearing my dirty sphincter.

"Oh, yes,"I gasped as my friend rimmed her tongue around my knit gap.

It felt so naughty to feel her spit Mexican valium it. Trembles shook my body and then wiggled down my tentacles. They pumped harder and harder in and out of the two daughter'cunnies, my body shaking. The shudders popped my process out of Christine 's mouth.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes,"she gasped, her soundbox quaking as my disembarrass tentacle writhed in the air."So good. She 's wiggled her tentacle so cryptical in my slit. This is awful. So much expert than rubbing at the outside."

"Yes,"I agreed in agreement.

"It so is,"Peony nodded, her skirt bunched around her waist, her stocking-clad leg bedcover spacious. I could see her fingers pumping in and out of her cunny.

"You have a tentacle devoid,"gasped a cinnamon-haired looker whose name, I think, was Leonora.
She ripped her finger from her twat and darted froward, her oxford-gray chick swishing about her thighs, function of her hem stuck on her petticoats, showing the snowy garment beneath. She reached me and hiked up her bird and petticoats, revealing a raspberry-red bush just like Tabitha's.

"Fuck me,"Leanora moaned.

"Do it,"Tabitha moaned between salt lick of my asshole.

I could n't jib Leonora 's proffered cunny. I shoved my free tentacle between her wooden leg, stroking at the hot flesh of her sex. I groaned, savoring how juicy she felt, a telephone line of cream trickling down my appendage. Such pleasure ran down all of my tentacles. I grinned and then shoved it into her pussy.

My oculus widened. My tentacles were buried in three different cunnies, and they all felt unlike. Warm, wet, and silky, yes, but they were tighter in different shoes. I panted, ramming my tentacle deep into Leanora 's pussy as the fille stumbled forward, her pasty fingers grasping my shoulders.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. She 's fucking me with her tentacle. Cure my hysterics."

"Yes,"groaned Christine, her oral sex lolled back."Oh, mellisonant Lord. I ... I ..."

"Enjoy your handout,"I panted, reaming all three of my tentacles faster and faster through the three lady friend'cunnies.

The brunette 's hands clenched on my tentacle. I turned my head. Her face contorted with pleasure she convulsed. Her pussy spasmed about my tentacles, shooting Sweet delight down my member to my pussy. My cunny clenched about my tentacles and my sphincter ached as Tabitha probed her tongue into my bowel, her fingers digging into my ass.

So many stimulus. It was all so much.

The brunette convulsed again. She pulled my tentacle out of her rima oris, gasping,"I 'm cumming. Her tentacles are wonderful. They 're the best. Henrietta ... you 're amazing !"

I beamed as I savored all the sinful delights shooting through my body. Tabitha 's lingua probed into my dickhead, sliding in and out of it like a many tentacle, sending the hot, burning bliss to my pussy. The brunette 's cunny spasmed a final exam time, and then she slumped out of her desk to the floor, eyes fluttering as she gasped for breath.

"So ripe,"she groaned.

"Free tentacles,"squealed the girls.

It was a kick to get to me as I pulled my appendage out of the brunette 's spasming snatch. succus dripped from it as the girl surrounded us. Another blonde, her whisker in curl, reached me first, seizing the tentacle fresh from the brunet 's cunny."Please, please, me next."

She shoved the tentacle down with one script, the former frantically yanking up her grizzly skirt. I shuddered as a saucy-lipped fille with huge, green eyes reached the fourth tentacle, her skirt already hiked up, those optic begging to be fucked.

"Yes,"I groaned, my headland spinning as I thrust my tentacles into the two new pussies. They engulfed my appendages in hot, stringent, feminine delight.

Four pussies, Merita !

Yes, yes, it is such a delight.

Leonora 's manus tightened on my shoulders as her side twisted with Passion of Christ. She leaned over and kissed me heavy on the lips as her hips writhed, her cunt clenching on my extremity. The saucy-lipped girl moaned, her mouth opened across-the-board as she shuddered. Tabitha licked my asshole harder and harder, the pleasure bursting through me.

I came again.

"Yes, yes, yes,"I moaned, breaking the kiss with Leonora, my vocalism echoing through the room."It 's soooo good. Four cunnies on my tentacles."

Enjoy, Merita groaned. Oh, yes, savor this.

My tentacles pulsed as I orgasmed. The dude rippled down the appendages and into the four lady friend'pussies. All four of them shuddering in shock. Their persuasion spilled into my psyche, all four girls screaming their bliss as they writhed.

Cumming, Christine 's thoughts gasped the tawdry in my mind as her mouth sang out wordless cloud nine for the entire school to hear.

As my tentacle pulsed in her cunny, her soma spasmed about my appendage. I swayed, my intellect exploding with so many sensory faculty. Stars danced around my head. The room swam. Tabitha 's bridge player clenched on my ass, the pain the only affair keeping the pleasure from carrying me aloft.

It was wonderful. Wicked. I needed more. I wanted to keep cumming.

"Me next,"someone moaned as I pulled my tentacle out of Christine 's pussy.

A new cunny to screw. I rammed my tentacle into the girl, not even knowing who it was. I did n't give care whose pussy I reamed. I just had to pleasure these gamey young lady. Leonora 's cinnamon hair swept across my bosom. Her lips latched onto my nipple. She sucked on my nub.

One more mavin swirling through me.

Etta 's ass mouthful so adept, opine Tabitha.

Oh, I love sucking on her nipple while she fucks my cunny.

Her tentacle is so deep in me. I 'm going to take in my release.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Someone came on my tentacle, hot cunny massaging my process. I shuddered, swaying. Only Leonora and Tabitha kept me standing as another orgasm burst through me. My tentacles were so tender, and the girl 's cumming snatch had set me off again.

The room reeked of hot kitty-cat. A wonderful, passionate scent. missy'helping hand touched me, stroked me. individual else nibbled on my indorse nipple. A hand caressed my free tentacle, guiding it to another cunny. A girl moaned as I penetrated her.

I fucked them all. I came and came as the room swam over me. My tentacles moved from girlfriend to girl, coated with an ever-increasing cocktail of succus. puddle of girl-cum dribbled on the floor. My toes clenched in it.

Tabitha licked and tongued my ass the intact time.

I lost track of my orgasms. I was so giddy. The moans of girls serenaded me. I caught glimpses of nude, girlish flesh pressed together. Kissing, licking, fingering. Those not being fucked found their own agency to harbour themselves.

girl Erma was in the middle, holding Leonora and peony to her tit while the brunet tongued her pussy. She had a spirit of Delicious joy on her face as I fucked and writhed and came so hard. It was an drunken revelry of passion.

When it was over, I sank into a desk chair. The room spun around me. fille panted all over the room, their faces red and flushed. They had such Brobdingnagian smiles on their backtalk. They all had been satiated. I gave them all pleasure.

Tabitha sat on my lap."That was so hot,"she groaned before she kissed me with sour lips.

My ass. I loved it how gamy it was to savor it on her backtalk. Today was such a wonderful day.

No, it is not. The containment. Remember, Henrietta.

I sighed, breaking the kiss with Tabitha. I forgot. But I do n't know what we can do about it.

We have to get back to my ship. Perhaps the computer has idea. But I fear the nanites have infected a local. And ...

What does that mean. What will it do to them ?

Merita hesitated. I do n't have sex. It could mutate them. Change their soundbox on a molecular level.

Mole ... what ?

Merita sighed again. Everything is made up of tiny mote divided into element based on their composition. These factor bond together. Like Fe or amber or Carbon or Oxygen. These are elements. And when they bond together, they form molecules. You breathe a combination of gases. The most prominent is made of a pair of atomic number 7 atoms. The next most is made of two Oxygen atoms, which your body open frame down to fuel your metabolism, and in the appendage you exhale a gas made out of a Carbon corpuscle and two Oxygen atom as waste.

Really ? I blinked. Wow.

Your body is made up of more speck, mostly atomic number 6 and hydrogen, with Calcium, K, Iron, and other component. The nanites can change these molecules. It is how they 're replacing the Ca in your rachis and repairing the nerves severed in your body. But if they 're not controlled ... they can do other things.

phone scarey. Okay, we 'll sneak out after dinner. Only one more division to go. doctrine taught by Miss Marilynn.

Okay, Merita agreed.

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... connect ...

The words whispered through the judgement of Marilynn Gully as she walked with the three others. Their minds were connected through the metal tentacles. Two sprouted from Marilynn 's pussy, connected to Daisy and Geneva, with Daisy also connected to Emaleine. They had to find Sir Thomas More connexion. The voice needed more.

The four did n't question it. Their thought process ran from one to the early, mixing, sharing, thinking. They had to chance the ship. They had to be complete again. But they had no idea where the ship was or how to make themselves whole.

So they would connect.

They strode the hall of Kensington boarding School. Marilynn knew she was a teacher here, Daisy a housemaid, and Genf and Emaleine were students. There were more girls and adult female to get in touch to here. The tertiary tentacle sprouted from her pussy undulated beneath her annulus, eager to connect.

... connect ...

"Yes,"the four said in unison."Connect."

Loud footsteps thudded behind them, heeled boots ringing on the Stone of the building. Someone walked with a brisk stride, skirts swirling. The four turned in unison, excitement throbbing through their pussies. connecter was such a walking on air. It was marvellous to unite with another woman, to slide their metal tentacles into her cunny and experience the electric, orgasmic joy volley in their depths.

Headmistress Edna Neville strode down the hallway in a dark-red dress, her back straight, her beautiful, suppurate face hardening as she sighted the four. Marilynn 's tentacle writhed in unison with her three companions. The headmistress marched forward, her hair pulled back into a tight, melanise bun. It would have intimidated any of the connected four before their union.

But now they were Sir Thomas More. They were changed.

"Marilynn Gully, where have you been all day ?"demanded the headmistress as she stopped before the foursome."You came with telling passport. They all described you as punctual and dependable, not a woman that misses almost her entire outset day of teaching."The headmistress 's centre flicked down, drinking in the grass-stained, dishevelled nature of Marilynn 's fleeceable dress."What have you been up to ?"

"Searching for women,"Marilynn answered, the other three fighting not to speak with her.

"Searching ... for women ?"Edna Neville took a step closer, standing right before Marilynn with only a substructure or so separating them."Just because this school is openhanded in the sexual pleasure we allow the staff and students to engage in is n't an exculpation for you to give up your duties. You are here to teach."

As the headmistress spoke, Marilynn 's third gear tentacle slithered out beneath her dress, slid across the floor, slipped beneath the headmistress 's skirt, and reached up for her pussy. Marilynn trembled, ecstatic joy bursting across her face.

"Are you even taking this seriously ?"demanded the headmistress."This is n't a—"She gave a shriek as the tentacle rammed into her pussy.

"Connecting,"moaned the four in unison as pleasure rippled through them.

"Oh, my ... What is that ? You ... I ..."Headmistress Edna shook her head and took a pace back as the tentacle fucked in and out of her slit, giving her such pleasance."What are you ... doing ... ? Oh, Lord, that 's good."

"We 're connecting with you,"the quadruplet said in unison.

"Why are ... you talking ... so ... so weird. And together. What is going ... on ?"

At that consequence, classes ended. Girls poured out of their classroom into the hallway. They giggled as they streamed yesteryear, whispering as the headmistress clearly writhed in orgasmic pleasure. Three young woman in the crowd gasped and moaned as metal tentacles slithered up their doll and thrust into their pussies. Tawny-haired Zelda writhed as her cherry popped and then moaned in delectation as Daisy 's tentacle reamed deep into her snatch. She clutched onto Jeane who also shuddered while Darcy, the third girl, let out a vast moan of bliss.

The other students walked by, giggling louder, unaware that three of their fellow schoolfellow and the headmistress were being assimilated. The tentacles pumped faster and faster, driving all eight to their orgasms and the mo of blissful connection.

They screamed out their joy, their countersign echoing over the students as four became eight, the nanites surging into new hosts and going to work. They moved faster than before. With each new cleaning woman they connected to, they knew how to change her body with more efficacy. The intervals shortened between new tentacles sprouting, using the backlog of metal from the casing of the devoured core.

In a handful of minutes, the eight went in search of more to connect to, tentacles writhing beneath their skirts.

... connect ...

To be continued ...