Your breathing's still tinged with a little bit of fear. Not really surprised because you actually managed to get a good look at me. Alright, lets take this up a notch.

Slowly but surely, the odd 'jawed' suckers biting down on her nipples begin to suck on her erect nipples, the smaller tendrils working eagerly across her tits slowly settling down from uncontrolled frenzy to slower - unified action as they twisted around each other to form a longer, more complete length that worked its way around her bosom, each turn binding her with enough strength to remain visible on her skin, while leaving enough space for her to breathe. Larger, flatter lengths teased the underside of her tits with while the large length teasing her pussy continued to rub up against her. The thing prodding away at her ass withdraws, replaced by a smaller tentacle that begins to poke around her quivering asshole, lathering itself in her juices before slowly working its way into her. Slowly, it wormed its way into her perky ass.

As he had suspected, it was so tight that the rippling muscles of her insides actually caused him some pain as he worked his way in. In fact, at this point - he considered that the girl never had sex before. The fact that he could be taking her first time made his hearts leap in excitement.

The way she breathed still made him worry that if he rushed her too fast, she would certainly break. And leaving behind a broken body would be far too suspicious and would result in the locals suspecting that an enemy was afoot, or worse - an invasion. The way things were now, his catches were rare, the populace far too alert for opportunities to come easily. If it became any harder for him, he would have to retreat.

Retreat was unacceptable.

He tugged back on the organic 'blindfold', pressing it tighter against her skin, pulling her head backward a little to ease access to her throat, and he slowly pushed the length in her mouth a little deeper to turn her moans into tiny, nearly inaudible squeaks and muffled groaning. Meeting her tongue, it halted - letting its leathery exterior rub against her teeth.

Humans are weird, why do they have fixed teeth?

The lengths coiling around her tits continued until she was seemingly wearing a cupless 'bra' made of living lengths that eagerly rubbed away at her sensitive tits. Slowly working itself tighter around her jugs, he worked to drive her into an orgasm while he slowly kept driving the tapered tentacle in her ass deeper and deeper. Even with all the lubrication, it took quite the effort on his part to drive the thing into her even when her body fell slack with exhaustion.

I wonder if she has eaten recently.

With that thought, a drop of sticky gel splashed onto her tongue, sending waves of warmth across her mouth.

As the tendrils on her breasts shift their motion, it brought a different sensation to Queenie. Feeling that the tentacles are not actually threatening her, she now takes it as stimulation rather than violation so as keep her mind from breaking. Well there's really no longer a point for her to resist since it will only put more pressure on her than feeling herself relieved, so she let just things go as it is. Hopefully, no harm will come at her, besides, these tentacles gave her sexual pleasure no man could ever give so Queenie might as well indulge. The nipple sucking is where the most prominent pleasure spot is taking place on her upper part, Queenie wants it more than the groping. She heaves her chest up more to give the sucker more of her areolas to feed onto.

Being inexperienced to sex rendered Queenie to be quickly aroused by the rubbing going on her slit, that alone was enough for her to release a first wave of pre-orgasmic fluid. The muscles on her abdomen as well as on her legs constricted and shivered when her sex sprouted the juice directly on the underside of the rubbing tentacles, this in turn caused the damp tentacle to rub the still wet fluid on Queenie's pussy puff. Just as Queenie is getting turned on, she is still woefully unprepared on the slow but sudden intrusion in her anus.

Thus she gasped and gave a quick mewl when she feels a thin tendril starts penetrating her tight puckered rectum. Once again her mind was clouded with anxiety as she fears that the penetration would be painful. Queenie had quite a painful experience before in her life when a traditional glass thermometer was inserted in her anus and also a finger from a nurse when she took a rectal examination. Her leg quivering becomes more of a convulsion as the tentacles goes deeper.

When the gag starts going further down near her throat, Queenie again panics, mewling in discomfort and protest that quickly reduced into frantic squeaks as the air passage in her throat is almost blocked. Now her upper body too convulses as her head was yanked down further into a more uncomfortable position, in protest she sways her head left and right to demand the tentacle to bring head back into its normal position and to demand her molester to give her room to breathe.

Despite the added stimulation on her breasts, Queenie's senses in her sexual pleasure is being overtaken by pain and discomfort as the penetration goes inches deeper. Her rectum isn't really just ready for this. Worse was even though then tentacle is coated with lubricant, that did not make things safer as some sections of the tight but soft muscles of her rectum starts to tear apart which caused her anus to bleed. Queenie felt the tear which made her squeak as loud as she could. If only she's isn't gagged, she would've screamed so loud, but even though she was not able to vocalized her scream fully, her body however tells it very clearly from the convulsions that starts to grow more violent.

Then things got even more of a downward spiral when a drop of the same gel earlier was poured on her tongue. This resulted into Queenie violently thrashing her head and body as her face reddens to an alarming state, her panting and squealing becomes worse as if she starting to have a mental breakdown if this doesn't stop. Her limbs starts to shake violently as well indicating that she is now having a seizure. On the other hand her skin starts to grow more pale, a sign that her body quickly entered a high fever state with sweat continues to secrete more profusely.

The intruding length in her ass remained still after the first inch, letting his victim's rough thrashing massage its sensitive tip rather than force itself deeper into her tight rear. This way, he wouldn't have to expend so much energy trying to fuck her ass and risk giving her an internal injury. It was with a particularly rough spasm that broke past his defenses and the sensitive tip sensed the tiny rip in her anal lining.

Should have told her to relax. Good thing she's properly bound so I can give her something to ease the pain.

And with that, he let the lining of the intruder's skin produce a more thicker, sturdier gel. The formation slowly drove a cool mass of semisolid matter into her ass, the tiny medical nanites in the substance seeking out the injury and rapidly assisting the body in healing the wound as he pulled back. A few droplets of blood worked its way out with the gel as he drew the finger-like injector back. She would be ready for use in a few minutes.

Reacting swiftly to her breathing spike as he slid the length into her mouth, he slowly tugged on back on her head, drawing her body into an arc - opening up her throat as the length continued to slide into her. She resisted again as the first few drops of gel worked its way across her tongue and he relaxed his intrusion, the thick - sticky and somewhat salty/sweet lubrication working to re-hydrate her body, little by little as the central groove served as a sturdy airway for her to keep breathing - the only way she could gag herself was by moving her head from side to side to 'block' this tube.

For a moment, he entertained the thought of breaking her by fucking all her holes at once, but mentally shook away the idea.

This is like fishing. Gotta wait until the catch tires, then reel her in...

The vibrations in her throat as she attempted to vocalize felt good as he paused halfway, letting her handle the legwork of pleasuring the shaft in her mouth, leaving him free to properly enjoy her body. His attention was primarily focused on her large breasts, but his eyes wandered around her toned body, her hips, her stomach and her thighs, admiring just how physically fit this girl was. A pair of flat, tongue-like lengths, slick with lubricating gel explored and teased her stomach and thighs, the bumpy texture of these implements sending waves of pleasure through her body as he continued to 'slide' the jaws as her nipples continued to grow erect.

As her breathing peaked, he stopped to give her some room - all the while clamping down his grip on her limbs to keep her from hurting herself as the tentacles swarming her body stayed stock-still, leaving her hanging in the midst of the pleasure she had been experiencing. The thing inside her mouth continued to slowly drool out its payload... it wasn't clear if he was giving her a moment to rearrange her thoughts or if he was planning something bigger.

A short tap on her chest drew her attention, and the tentacle began to trace letters on her sensitive stomach.

R.E.L.A.X.

Well her violent protest and thrashing quickly subsided as Queenie can no longer over exhaust herself, she already expended all of her energy, if she continues further, she might ran out of air to breathe and probably go unconscious. This is the reason why she is having a seizure. Her body is telling her that she cannot take any further torment that it went sending emergency signals for a possibility of a shutdown. Her anus too is doing all it call to stop the intrusion and push away the invasive foreign entity violating her rectum, it can be evidently seen with how her sphincter is pulsating, though it look very pathetic. Fortunately the tentacle had the decency to stop the pain in her rectum from the sudden tear, thanks to the nanites which came from the tentacle itself repaired the damaged rectal muscles, Queenie just felt thankful that the pain was gone without knowing what stopped it.

But then as her head was yanked furthermore, Queenie squeaks in bouts as her head is now tilting diagonally down which is getting considerably uncomfortable, also the yanking resulted in her blood going to her head. Her breathing however got a slight relief as the tentacle opens its mouth that serves as a ventilation shaft for air to go in and out, that opening also granted Queenie to voice out though still in an intelligible way but she can squeal, mewl, moan and wimp loudly again. It wasn't all that bad given her current position now looks like she is arching her body with her midriff going all out for the tentacles' enjoyment, her rib cage too became very visible from her skin and it would mostly likely get the attention of other tentacles to analyze it. Another good thing is that the liquid that was poured earlier to her in now giving her a benefit by rehydrating her and keeping her throat from going completely dry, it was a small relief which Queenie badly needed as she sweated a lot and already exhausted her throat.

Things turn back to normal again for Queenie as her breathing and heartbeat calmed though she is still in fever. But at least she is back in taking the sexual stimulation as pleasurable which is an efficient way to distract her thoughts from thinking too much dangers and from being too nervous. The caressing of her stomach and thighs as well as the nipple sucking soothes her feelings and mood, this is enough for Queenie to immediately forget the sudden trauma she suffered earlier in her rectum.

Then as the tap on the chest grab her attention, Queenie awaits on whats going to happen next, she feels the tentacle doing some odd tracing on her stomach, unfortunately, Queenie's already shaken mind wasn't able to catch the tentacle is really doing, hence she wasn't able to grasp the first two letters, it was only at the third letter that Queenie's senses and realized that the tentacle is doodling on her stomach. She deciphers the 3 letters in her mind which read L.A.X. This shocked Queenie again as she thought that the tentacle's next step is to force her to release bodily waste. Without hesitation she vehemently protests, demanding the alien to stop with her squirming and unintelligible mewls.

Playing with her ample breasts, admiring the form of her fully-formed nipples as they slowly work themselves to erection as he continued to lightly stroke the fleshy nubs, waiting patiently for them to peak before working the suckers onto them again, sucking slowly at first to let her get used to the sensation before slowly picking up the pace, a series of slick tongue-shaped tentacles slowly working on her breasts, eventually converging on her nipples.

Slightly confused by her outburst, he considered the following possibilities. Maybe there's been a misunderstanding. Maybe she thinks I'm gonna eat her or something...? What a weird girl...

Then again, she did manage to take a good look at me. Her fear is completely justified...

Squeezing her arms slightly, he repeated the message - this time, squirting a fresh spray of gel on her stomach to enhance her skin's sensory strength, then 'drawing' each letter a lot larger, and more slowly than last time. Just to make sure she would have no problems reading the full message, he stopped playing with her tits as he wrote on her toned abdomen.

Maybe that'd help her.

Time and time again, Queenie's violent writhing quickly ceased as her fatigued bones and muscles could no longer exert much strength, also partly because of being subdued forcefully by the tentacles clamping down her limbs which really stressed her bones in keeping her down. So the only thing which cannot be really stopped are her mewls and wimping. And again she mistook the spray of gel as part of the "L.A.X." which is about to take place, well at least thats how Queenie perceives it. She cries in despair as to whats about to come next. But then the expected worse didn't happened as she noticed the doodling of letters on her stomach again, this time she had more focused due to the the sexual stimulation going on her breasts seemed to stopped. Queenie carefully memorizes each doodled letters and reads it in her thoughts. Her crying subsided to sobbing spasms when she finally got a full understanding of what the tentacle traced on her stomach and so Queenie calms down to relax her stiff muscles. 

There ya go. See, you're gonna have fun now that you're not thrashing and crying like some fresh-caught appetizer on a hunter's spear. he thought to himself as the message seemed to get through. With her body's rough motions stopping, the mass of medical nanites in her ass properly coated her injury and the sensation of relief flooded back through the affected muscle, followed by some numbness as the micro-machines deadened her pain receptors, leaving her hole slack as the healing process neared completion.

She would be ready soon.

Still, to think - you were able to injure yourself with just your full strength. he continued to think as he readjusted his grip on her limbs, the smaller tentacles beginning to explore her bosom again as the suckers on her tits started up after what she felt was 'their own tongues licking their lips'. The sensation of lubrication dripping down her chest from these tough suckers was a welcome change of pace for her nipples, which by now had been drawn fully erect. I wonder what you're able to do - given a little mental and physical conditioning.

With that, he settled a pair finger-like tentacles towards her slowly-lubricating cunt, the lengths settling around her mound and one began to tease the hole by utilizing its ridged sides, while the other settled on her clit - working in opposite as it gently rubbed against her unspoiled cunt. A few drops of gel formed on the ends of these probing tentacles, spreading a slick layer of alien liquid on her cunt which felt strangely cool, then comfortably warm as he adjusted the temperature to best utilize her comfort zones. Neither of them penetrated her yet - working to relax her nethers as he continued to eagerly explore the rest of her body.

It may be ok for Queenie now that she is no longer in pain on her ass but she clearly had no idea that her anus is no longer tight but quite loose as the muscles and tissues there relaxed and were made numb thanks to the nanites which made her rectum looked like its slacking. Anyway, as the situation calmed down for Queenie she indulged on the foreplay to her breasts, the suckers were just simply extraordinary with the way they toy her nipples, their mouths delivers a unique sensation, it felt that her nipples are being eaten to no end. Once more she at least need not to worry about sudden intrusions as she has placed her trust on the awkward manner of communication the tentacle gave to her and that she had confidence that the tentacles will not do something again that is tormenting for her. Then Queenie felt another two different tentacles stimulating both her clit and vulva. She got the sexual stimulation on her clit much stronger than the one going on her labias. The rubbing alone was more than enough to give arousal on her clit which quickly gave up its tight enclosure on its clitoral hood, thus revealing the concealed clit to the tentacle. Another thing is that Queenie's clitoral hood and labias are lined with moderate concentration of smegma, it seems that the moisture build up in her vagina is quite strong. Queenie then moans is pleasure with her legs quivering when the cool liquid substance delivered a minty sensation to her sex, she liked it and wants more of it, squirming her legs with her her womanhood going in spasms to give a hint that she is asking for another shot. 

As his catch relaxed, yielding to his careful ministrations as the last of the nanites worked their way out her system, leaving behind a small rubbery patch on her bed as it dripped out of her, leaving her ass relaxed - but if she pushed her muscles, she would find that she had a little more power to it as fatigue and soreness were washed away by the micro-machines.

Is it just me or do you feel... dry around here? he wondered to himself as he let the spurt build up in the pair, then spewing their gel load on her aroused cunt, the runny liquid rapidly working its way through her pores. The next shot was aimed right at her clit and the gel continued to further enhance her natural sensitivity as he continued to explore her.

Easing on her erect nipples, her coiled a pair of lengths on her tits, giving her tits a full grope before he explored the rim of her anal hole with a narrow, finger like tentacle. At the same time, just because her hands looked so lonely, he got a good grip on her wrists before sliding a pair of slick lengths on her palms, then gently nudged her hands back and forth.

Go ahead, service me with those hands. he thought.

Queenie loved the soothing sensation of the cool liquid substance, its like her sex is being lathered with toothpaste which closely as it can get to her cunt eating a menthol candy. How she wish that this breezy feeling will not end, truly Queenie can't deny that she wants more and more of it. Good thing that the cool liquid not only does gave her sex an icy feeling but it also washed away her smegma, cleaning her labias and clit in the process. Couple that with her breasts getting much firmer massages, Queenie gives in to the entrancing foreplay, her moans even now are reverberating as if she is high. Then as the anal probing resumed, Queenie bucked her hips, this time though it looked as if she is now welcoming it and no longer keeping a defensive posture particularly on her very anus itself. Her sphincters are now gaping much more fluidly with less spasms.

However, Queenie's attention got shifted when a pair of smooth tentacles started running to and fro to both of her palms. It did not take long for her to understand the message these two tentacles are giving to her. As a response, Queenie answered in the most straightforward way(well probably the only way), which is none other than to give these two tentacle a good hand job. Slowly she closed her fingers and motions her hand, stroking the tentacle in any way she can.

Oho, so you like the cooler touch, do you? I suppose this can work out...

With a slight alteration of the micro-nozzle pores under each sucker, he sprayed her with a different chemical activator; this one felt cooler on her skin, sending waves of relaxation as the tentacles eagerly massaged it into her body, arms and thighs. Waiting for a moment, these lengths then continued to caress her nude body as the gel cut away at the sensation of fatigue that now ruled her limbs, leaving her feeling fresh, sensitive and cool.

The tentacles in her hands began to respond to her simulation, slowly shifting against the motions of her palms as they exuded a fine lubricant, allowing her to pick up the pace with each upstroke. The ridges in her palm felt good against his nodules and he rewarded her by lowering a brand new pair of suckers on her erect nipples. They waited for a moment before drawing up her nipples anew. Meanwhile, giving her nethers an impromptu bath had relaxed her a lot more than he had thought it would. Maybe the poor girl just didn't have enough time to freshen up?

That might be it.

He peeled away the solidified mass covering her rear - the microbatteries on the nanogel completely spent as it curled away from her skin, revealing the tiny tear now fixed completely. In fact, her anal sphincter was completely relaxed -a far cry from the thrashing, screaming catch that he had bound up in this very room. A flat-tipped tentacle, as narrow as a terrestrial flatworm, explores her relaxed nethers with the utmost care.

As more of this soothing cool gel was sprayed on to her, Queenie moans even more, telling the alien she approves of this and wants this to continue. Her body squirms as the fluid was spread all over her arms and thighs via tentacles. Queenie's mood went into a trance as she bask deeper into this revitalizing sensation. Then another surprise startled Queenie a bit when the tentacles she's being giving hand jobs have excreted lubricating fluids on their skins, its feels kind of like grease but way better and smoother.

A deep audible moan erupted again from Queenie's mouth as her nipples felt a a new sensation, this time its like the sucking is being done by a different mouth. Her nipples got more aroused and as a result they grew more erect and reddens even more as if they are going overload.

Her legs quivered and shivered as her sex was given a sudden jet of cool fluid bath, Queenie loved it and wished that its the way she's being sexed up. But then a very smooth and slender tentacle snaked inside her vagina with a very precise slithering entry. Queenie felt the entry and oh she got really aroused on the way she got penetrated, yes it may be like a worm but damn its something very addicting compared to a human penis.

Again this made Queenie's breathing picked up pace again and her legs squirming as she is feeling very thrilled by this snaking worm.

Aren't you glad you're seeing things my way? he thought to himself as he felt his catch relax, vocalizing approval as he continued to work her over. The mass of tentacles that swam and slithered across her freshly lubricated body slowly found themselves being set to work massaging the girl's arms and legs as he descended slowly upon her. The suckers on her sensitive nipples seemed to 'tongue' against her nubs every now and then as they continued to slowly milk her - the pace increasing only slightly as the fleshy suckers settled on a good grip.

The lengths exploring her relaxed ass slid into the rejuvenated rear end in turns, slowly at first to give her some time to prepare for what was coming up. Each length would line up, slide in for a moment before pulling itself back out, this slow-paced massage being incredibly arousing for her as she was guided through each penetration - her pleasure-tinged voice being used as a navigational marker for each dive, until her body was eagerly accepting a smooth, segmented shaft into herself with the greatest of ease.

That was when the narrow tentacle exploring her nethers encountered her hymen.

What's this? he thought as he carefully felt around the barrier, first assuming it to be the fullness of her depths. Prodding around it, he finally drew back, then began to draw the universal 'question mark' sign on her stomach.

Queenie continuously moans and squirms in pleasure, her wet soaked lubed body alone is actually enough to bring her to a heightened sexual arousal, she feels likes her whole body is being oiled and massaged. Her breasts are heaving and spasming as the suckers have now used tongues in stimulating her nipples, likewise she is getting a bonus treatment from the milking. If only her breasts could lactate though. But the focus of her arousal is actually going on her sex and anus, the alternate consecutive rhythm of gentle and smooth penetration is what driving her to surrender herself to this entity no matter how helpless she looks. Its Only that she could nothing but vocalized her willful submission through muffled moans of arousal. It did not really come into Queenie's mind that the tentacle inside her vaginal canal is about to tear her hymen, so she is quite confused as to why she felt the rhythm inside her sex went to a halt, then came another puzzle of her own language which is answering a question mark symbol. Queenie doesn't really have any means to answer this one, needless to say she has no clue as to why the penetration in her vagina stopped in the first place. So this question mark thing is kind of complex to her. What is this entity trying to ask? Well, Queenie tried giving her answer, though she doesn't know if this is the right response. After a few moments after the doodling, Queenie squirmed her legs continuously, just to tell the entity that she is in a state of complete helplessness and that she is pleading to be set free. She also added soft moans, but not moans of pleasure, but moans of distress.

The language barrier would have to be crossed sometime, but even he knew some basics of domesticating humans. Recalling the lectures at the xenobiology classes, he specifically remembered how to tell when humans were in heat. Looking down upon his catch as she continued to display her nethers in his general direction, he inhaled her pheromones of arousal and rapidly took inventory of her mental state as of now.

I know I'm missing a detail, but I definitely remember humans being 'deeper' than this... he mused to himself as he shifted slightly to inspect his catch. More tentacles coiled around her thighs, rubbing the slick gel that was getting everywhere on her skin. Meanwhile, the tentacles exploring her tits had eased off somewhat - settling for a slower, more relaxed play as she heaved her chest to pleasure the narrower lengths that were now fondling her eye-catching jugs. The first set of suckers let go of her nipples, leaving them hard and quivering in the night air as the tongue-shaped lengths licked them, applying more lubricant to her nubs as he relished in listening to her adorable moans.

Next, he decided to properly inspect her - perhaps this was a new breed of human with smaller sex organs? Or maybe he had gotten so distracted by her natural beauty that he had made a simple mistake? This time, paying proper attention to her drooling cunt, he began to insert a fresh mass into her waiting cunt. A bundle of narrow, almost worm-like tentacles slid into her, breaking apart around her barrier, curiously inspecting it - and the narrower lengths finding her untouched depths as they slid through the openings in her hymen.

That was when the neurons firing in his brain clusters finally made the connection.

Wait, so if she had never reached that deep - that meant she never went that deep on the... oh. Oh. I get it now. She's a shoujo. he thought to himself.

Realization was rapidly replaced with arousal as he continued to recall some obscure details on human anatomy. Finally, he drew the mass of tentacles from her snatch, and prodded her lips with the tip of his cock. If he was going to take her first time, it was vitally important that he give her a good time - that way, he wouldn't have to exert too much the next time he wanted to collect more samples from a prize-winning specimen like her. The velvety-smooth head felt warm against her body as he lathered up his pre against her virgin hole - preparing her to take his length as he adjusted the angle of her hips slightly so as to let the relaxing, slightly numbing gels work its way into her her as the twitching cock drooled over her nethers.