The dojo. One of Shokushu's less used facilities and best kept secrets. Many students with backgrounds in martial arts had heard of it and went to seek it out, hoping to hone their craft against the invaders, but they only seemed to visit it once. It was said that there was a curse upon it. Those who sought it out ended up never the same afterwards. Some have even disappeared. Not one of the safest place on the island...but who among the newer students would take the risk to see what it has in store?

Standing in front of the well-hidden dojo, her days of searching well spent even after hearing about the curse, "If there is a curse which I doubt there is then I will find away to avoid it." Kanu muttered sliding open the door quickly and slipping in.

She was dressed in her usual training outfit, which consisted of a wrapping of bandages around her ample bosom and a long red skirt with patches cut off around her upper thighs to give her the freedom of movement needed for her intricate fighting style.

"Hmm, for a place that is hardly used it is suprisingly clean in here." she said as she looked around the room noticing a suprisingly dark patch seemingly leading deeper into the building. Deciding to be cautious, she started her hand-to-hand combat practice, trying to keep an eye on the darkness as she moved through her exercises with each movement seeming to flow into the next like an intricate dance.

Her mind now focused on her training, her body turned placing her back towards the darkness seemingly unknowing that she was not alone....

*Indeed she was not. As Kanu kept going through the kata, a glint of light caught her eye. In the shadows seemed something metal, catching the glint of the dying sun along its edge. Wait...can that be...? No...her spear was confiscated shortly after her arrival, was it not? But there it was, as if beckoning. Still, something doesn't seem right. It glimmers like oil along the metal head, not the clean steel she remembers. But still, a weapon would be a weapon...would it not?*

"What is that? A weapon hidden by a student maybe?" Kanu asked as the light glinted in her eyes, the light seeming to be calling her as it glinted again and then again as it caught the light of the dying sun. Her focus lost she moved towards the glint, stepping into the darkened area with her instincts screaming at her to go back.

Her curiousity was getting the better of her though as she crept closer and closer to the glinting object, now deep in a pitch black room with no light other then the mysterious glinting object.

*indeed too good to be true...for as she reached out to grab at the shaft of the spear, it sticks fast, writhing like a snake. The lance seemed like a living creature in her hands, the spearhead folding in on itself, forming a small black blobbish head, yellowish eyes staring into hers as Kanu was aware it was a simple trick.*

"I was told there was a girl who had a bit of a...spear fetish before coming to this item. Glad to meet your acquaintance at last..."

"A spear fetish? Hardly... The stupid school confiscated the spear I got from my grandfather." Kanu laughed before turning her attention back to the blob now firmly stuck to her hand. "You've heard about me then? How?" she asked as a question formed in her mind.

"I suppose it would be too much to ask for you to tell me who and what you are and why you are attached to my hand?" she asked, her anger at being tricked causing her to ramble to the strange blob.

"Who am I? I'm the xenoanthropologist on duty. It's sort of my job to keep tabs on girls like you," the blob said matter-of-factly (albeit his voice was garbled thanks to not having vocal cords. The tendril that had been the spear tugs her closer, bringing it closer to the bulk of this strange being which had been hiding in the dark. "As for how I know YOU...well, I wouldn't worry too much about that until I get you all tagged, eh?" Kanu could swear one of those eyes gave a wink.

"Keep tabs on us girls?" Kanu asked the sense of foreboding building as the blob dragged her closer to the mass of its body. "Tagged? I don't like where this is going." she said, as she could swear it had winked at her, pulling against the sticky mass of the object stuck to her hand with her struggles only causing her bandaged breasts to bounce wildly, straining against the the thin fabric.

Not one to waste the moment, the blob gave a hard tug to Kanu's arm, trying to pull her off balance face first into the black opalescence that was the silicone goo. "Yeah, most girls don't. And trust me...the first time is ALWAYS the hardest." More tendrils spring out, seeking to entangle this girl before she even has a chance to react.

Her focus on pulling away from the sticky substance, Kanu stumbled towards the blob as it gave an unexpectedly hard tug pulling her in close while more tendrils sprang out from the black opalescence seeking to surround her. "Unh, Let me go." she growled as the tendrils pushed against her, restricting her movement as the black goo latched onto her toned body.

Kanu is yanked to her knees, one of the tendrils slowly drawing along the bindings on her breasts, casually hooking under, dissolving and absorbing the cloth until her breasts were freed, jiggling as the gel tips pressed against her nipples, giving off a rather warm sensation as the bulk of the goo forces itself between her thighs, the large lump rubbing against her crotch as the yellow eyes just stare at her, saying nothing.

Pulled to her knees as the gel dissolved her bandages Kanu was basically immobilized. "Ahhh, Stop...." Kanu moaned as the blob's gel tips pressed against her nipples, a warm sensation radiating into her breasts. The main mass then pushed itself between her thighs with the thick goo rubbing over her tight slit, the expert caresses making her wet as the stimulation made her body betray her.

The blob chitters as its tendrils work their magic, the skirt's waist dissolving as well, slowly consumed into the black mass as Kanu's moisture was whicked up. Another swipe of the tendrils slice the cotton panties off, leaving the fighter's rorso naked, the blackness cupping the young crotch, opening her folds to the air, massaging as the main tentacle wrapped about her neck, pulling her to look deeply into its eyes.

"I can tell you've been neglecting your urges in favor of your fitness...never really good for a pretty thing like you," it gurgles.

The tendrils making quick work of her skirt and proceeding to slice off her thin panties she was soon naked in the grasp of the blobby xenoanthropologist. Opening her tight folds to the air it pulled her down by the neck to look in its eyes telling her that she "neglected her urges."

"Aaah, I may neglect my urges for the most part but when I don't it is all the more satisfying." she moaned as the tentacle massaged her sex.

"Well, then perhaps you'll find this all the more satisfying then..." Kanu can feel the gel along her crotch twitch, vibrate, two phalli forming, one starting to poke and penetrate her slit, the other, much smaller one, giving a good prod to her rear pucker as the tendrils on her breast seem to melt, encapsulating more of that forbidden flesh as the monster keeps a soul-chilling glare on its catch...