The crescent moon was still visible on the horizon when Zharkun stole onto the campus. He slipped from shadow to shadow like a giant spider with far too many legs. Though the grounds were all but abandoned so early in the morning, the horrid beast was careful not to be spotted, not until he wanted to be, at any rate.

Closing in on his destination, Zharkun leapt to the roof of the Gymnasium, letting himself in through the access stair. He navigated his way through a complex maze of catwalks and ventilation ducts as he worked his way back to ground level and the place he sought to set his ambush.

Finally coming to rest in a crawlspace above the locker room, Zharkun settled down to wait. He could wait all day and night if necessary, for he had no physical needs to speak of. Just the desire to violate some sweet young thing and force her to orgasm in shameful and impossible ways. The tentacled monstrosity found a place where one of his eyes could peer down through a grating into the room below. Then he started his unsleeping vigil, watching for the perfect prey to come by at the perfect time . . .

Just a few minutes later, a blonde-haired student walked into the locker room wearing a beautifully-crafted pair of headphones. The student, Lilian Soleanna, was here to begin her early-morning work-out routine. She wore bright blue flannel pajamas, the shirt of which she started unbuttoning slowly, sleepily.

Zharkun watched with interest as the blonde girl entered the room. She was certainly ripe and lovely: perfect. And there seemed to be no one else around: perfect. Still, the horror paused, watching while she undressed. He could appreciate a show before the main act. And the less she was wearing , the less he had to tear off her. Not that he didn't enjoy the tearing, too . . .

Once she had stripped down at least to any underwear she might be wearing, The figment planned to silently lift a ceiling panel and slip down into room behind the young student.

Lily took her shirt off and tossed it into the open locker before her, followed by her pants. She stretched a bit, unknowingly showing off her body to the monster she had no idea was stalking her. She wore lacy black panties and had a music note tattoo on her right thigh. Her silky blonde hair cascaded down her back in a golden waterfall that ended at her lower back.

Slowly sneaking closer, Zharkun appreciated the view. His gaze was drawn to her tight, well- formed ass, of course, but it was the higher hole he was most interested in. He imagined the young blonde writhing in ecstasy as he shafted her throat. Soon, soon . . .

The girl's headphones likely meant the first thing she would notice of the monster's approach would be his shadow looming over her as he approached from behind. By then, his tentacles were already reaching for her . . .

Lily saw a shadow thrown across the lockers and cocked an eyebrow, wondering why she didn't see anyone come in. She whirled around, expecting to see another student trying to surprise her. What she saw instead caused her heart to skip a beat and a scream to catch in her throat.

The tentacled horror loomed over his chosen victim, his spherical body almost lost amidst the forest of tentacles that sprouted from it. At least one baleful red eye glared out at the girl, lecherously drinking in her form as she turned to face him.

Tri-partate tentacle beak-claws alternately opened and snapped shut as they reached toward the student, at least half a dozen closing from each side. One tentacle moved toward each of Lily's limbs, attempting to entangle them with their long twisting forms.

Lily managed to utter a scream that echoed around the near-silent locker room. She could see out the corners of her eyes that she was trapped with no way out. "I'm.... too young to die!" she screamed, fearing this creature wanted to kill and eat her.

Zharkun's strange triangular mouth was incapable of forming a grin that a human would recognize, but it did twist into a toothy snarl-like configuration that likely would only confirm Lily's suspicions.

Securing his grip on the nearly nude student, the monster lifted her bodily into the air, then he carried her to a distant, little used, corner of the locker room where they were less likely to be disturbed.

Holding her hanging amidst the forest of his limbs, Zharkun oriented his toothy maw toward the girl's face and opened wide . . .

Lily screamed again and struggled, trying to free herself from the creature's grasp. "Let me go!" she pleaded. "I don't want to be breakfast!"

As was his custom, Zharkun remained silent, not bothering to answer his victim's pleas. He just let the chitinous tube containing his phallus extend from his maw, slowly homing in on the girl's mouth. He used a pair of his tentacle beak-claws to secure her head, knocking her headphones askew and forcing her to face the tube as he pushed its beveled head ever closer to her lips.

"What the hell?!" Lily cried, trying desperately to get away. Whatever this thing was, and whatever it was trying to do to her, she didn't like it.

The monstrous thing shoved his delivery tube forward as Lily opened her mouth, plunging it into the orifice. Once inside, the beveled head opened, locking in behind her teeth. Soon, a fleshy organ slid out of the tube, rubbing over her tongue as it pressed toward the back of her throat.

Almost immediately, the organ exploded, filling Lily's mouth with a hot sickly-sweet fluid. The delivery tube formed an effective dam, leaving her no choice but to swallow the horrid substance. Regardless, it was already starting to work its magic on her mouth, disabling her gag reflex and making her tongue tingle as it began to sensitize the muscle,

Lily swallowed the fluid begrudgingly, just trying to clear her throat so she could breathe. Her eyes went wide as she felt her tongue tingling, which strangely brought a blush to her face. What the hell did this thing do to me?! she wondered. She desperately hoped it wasn't preparing her for its breakfast.

Zharkun retracted his phallus then closed his delivery tube and pulled it from Lily's mouth. He would let that part stew for a while while he focused on other parts of her body. Soon enough, her tongue would start to feel as sensitive as her clit and arousing other parts of her should make her desperate for more stimulation there.

The monster sent two of his many tentacles toward the girl's lovely breasts, he opened their beak-claws wide, revealing the triangular maws within. Extending his filaments from the mouths he began to lash them over her sensitive mounds.