It didn’t take long for it to find them, how could it?
The moment Journey saw the thing stalking through the halls, she found herself enthralled by its overwhelming musk. It was some kind of alien species, feminine in shape from the waist up. The face was angular, with sharp eyes and dark blue hair. That was where the humanoid appearance ended. Lean shoulders gave way to narrow limbs that spread to form dozens of tentacle appendages. Just below the aliens wide hips, where her legs should have been, there existed a bush of thick tentacles as well.
All of the appendages were laden with pulsing veins, and coiled around her. A slimy substance coated the bundle of coils, and somehow carried the creature down the halls with ease. The things humanoid form was fairly tall, and had it not been for the tentacles Journey would’ve easily been star struck by the size and buoyancy of the aliens voluptuous breasts.
“It’s blue!” Melie gawked out loud enough for it to easily hear them.
“Melie!” Journey froze in panic. The creature looked directly at them, its eyes eerily captivating in the darkened halls. The rounded tips of each tentacle gleamed with some kind of glossy fluid. One look from the alien, and Journey found herself taking a step toward it.
“Journey no!” Dithy tried to reach out and stop her from taking another step.
Its eyes burned into Journey’s soul, promising pleasure without end, and without mercy. Journey’s manhood was standing at full attention, and her breasts heaved with a growing surplus of milk. Her body yearned to be touched, her mind yearned to be free of the malaise of sexual madness that had consumed her fragile existence.
One of the tentacles graced her bare thigh. Her overly sensitive skin cried out for more. The sticky fluids glommed onto her sweaty skin, causing her uniform to slip off easily, and Journey felt herself go limb as whatever aphrodisiac took hold. She fell forward, collapsing in the embrace of alien coils. Her eyelids were suddenly heavy, and her mind grew numb.
When next she was able to open her eyes, Journey found herself being scooped up by the seething mass of tentacles. A small belt wrapped itself around her erection, causing her core to jolt, and one of the pulsing coils wrapped loosely around her lips.
“Journey!” Melie cried out as it swiftly carried her away.
Euphoria swam through every square inch of Journey’s senses as her body squirmed from one orgasm to the next. Her eyes sank to the back of her skull as her needy breasts were drained, and her loins sobbed by the massaging mass. The only thing that was left alone was the sprout between her legs, it remained fully erect and bound by the strict wrappings. It was as if it were purposely keeping that part of her from enjoying a climactic release.
Journey wanted to cum so badly it was starting to test was little sanity she had left. She didn’t care what would happen to her once the creature had dragged her to wherever it was going. All she cared about was the promise of raw pleasure.
