Hunger. Flesh. Expansion.

Simple thoughts pass through the 'mind' this pulsating lump of flesh. Its body rested in the empty bleachers that overlooked the sport field. Having wandered day and night for a decent meal it was drawn to this particular area from the scent of numerous people. However reaching this destination ended up being pointless, not a single soul was in sight. Coming up to perch on the seat, it was simply getting its surroundings of the area as it was whether or not going to hunt for prey or move on. That's if it picks up the scent of possible prey within the next area, which on its primal instinct will have it follow suit and hunt it wherever its new target is.

If one were to see it from the distance it would look like a lump of trash that seemed to be left there. Although getting closer it would become apparent from its ever so slowly 'breathing' body that its something of the living. This monster has yet to feel the scorn of taking injures or being attack so on instinct it doesn't believe it should hide or keep out of sight of others. Although if one were too get close than it would see it as possibly prey that it could take, which it could unless the prey is given the chance to escape.

OOC: Is it alright if Nola joins?

Nola finally found some time away from Etolie. It was tiring having to keep up with her every demand, but what choice did she have? Unless she could get those pictures away or come up with even greater damaging evidence against her, there was no other option. Her path takes her towards the bleachers then underneath as she tried to escape the sunlight, putting her directly underneath the entity but unaware of its presence...well, at first anyway. Nola's instincts began to detect something she hadn't sensed since coming to the island; a spirit of some kind. But where?

ooc: Yeah, was waiting for someone to come along.


It was going to move along, like an animal failing to find anything to scavenge in the area. Twisting its lump of a body, it was about to make it was. That was until it felt something, or was it a scent? It wasn't very keen on this, but whatever it was it was closing in. Moving its body as though to follow where this sensation was coming from. Twisting over and deliberately squeezing between the seats of the bleachers. Its body just about hanging off the edge as it observed the thing that came in close.

Its first meal.

It wasn't too sure in if this prey was going to go past or not, but it seems that luck was on its side as it 'watched' as it came to a halt directly below it. If it was ever a time to strike, now was its chance. The body forcefully squeezed the rest of itself between the bleachers and held itself as to hang up on top. Morphing its body slightly to give it a wide 'mouth'.

Without waiting, it lunged at her. From one look it appears to have dropped. However in all attempt and purpose was clearly a body slam, wanting to pin its prey as the first thing too do.

As Nola glances around her wonder where the presence she felt was, she hears something in the bleachers just above her. She looks up just in time to see some sort of massive blob of a body hanging down then quickly drop itself right on top of her, pinning her on her back. She screams and tries to push the thing off with her one free hand, but can't get it to budge. "Get off me! Help! Somebody! Get this thing off!!" She shouts squirming underneath as she tries to free herself.

It succeeded in getting her pinned, having some achievement it had to keep its body weight down ontop of its newly acquired prey. Understanding that the target was attempting to break free it could only latch onto the fabric, this thin layer that was keeping it from its meal. Having ahold of the shirt, its instinct were telling it that this material could be removed and the possibility that it could escape. It could feel that it would first need to remove it.

Sensing a vibration against its body as the prey was calling out it seemed to tremble for a moment in response, spouting a single long tentacle out from its upper body. Twisting the tentacle, it basically jabs forwards to the prey's mouth, its urge to either silence it or not was in question. But it simply wanted to put it in.

The tentacle was pushed into Nola's mouth before she even had a chance to try and block it. Her cries were muffled and left her unable to call for help. Her tongue could be felt as she tried using it to push the tentacle back out, but all it did was rub over it. She wasn't sure what to make of this thing. It wasn't necessarily trying to remove her clothes or touch her like the other creatures had. So what did it want from her? She starts reaching around her before grabbing one of the beams holding up the bleaches and pulls. Her body starts to budge a little, giving her hope that she might be able to escape.

A feeling washed over the tentacle as it had successfully entered the mouth, reacting to the tongue of the prey it pushed deeper as though to claim the rest of the mouth. Twisting ever so slightly as almost to trap the tongue within the folds of its flesh. Though it was slow on the uptake and didn't understand at first why the elevation felt like it was changing, until it dawned on it that the prey was attempting to pull itself up.

Knowing only certain things it can do, the body moved itself unlatching from the part of the shirt it currently had a grip on and almost rolled over to put weight down on the upper body where it seemed to have raised. The blob grabbing ahold of the collar of the shirt, it allowed itself to slightly slid underneath the shirt and press heavily against the prey's skin.

Nola could barely utter a sound anymore as the tentacle moved deeper taking up her whole mouth but not so deep as to keep her from breathing. It seemed to realize what she was trying to do and loses her grip as the creature moves more onto her upper body. Feeling it start to get underneath her shirt, she shudders and squirms as the strange sensation. 'God no...what is this thing doing?' She thought to herself still unsure what was about to happen to her.

Having stopped the prey from trying to escape for now, it felt as though it could get to what it truly desires. With its body partially under her cloths, it started to move so that the rest of its body could start squeezing in. The size of it pressing through the collar of the shirt was enough to rip it so slightly allowing an easier passage underneath. To it, doing such a thing like ripping cloths has no meaning or value to what it wants.

The tentacle that pressed in her mouth moved slightly as though to twirl, rubbing against the was of inside her mouth. This was just a simple readjustment for it as it moved under her shirt.

The rest of the body that was squirm against her body press felt along her skin, as though it was 'tasting' the meal it had caught. To the girl it would feel like something pulsating and moist clay pressing against her. Sliding underneath her bra straps and moving down to her nipples.

Nola whimpers and squirms more underneath the blob like creature, feeling it now getting beneath her bra. There was no question about its intentions now. Her free hand tries to pull it out from under her clothes, but she lacked the strength to stop it. She shudders again as her body start to betray her to this strange blob of flesh. At one point, the presence she had felt before seemed to growing stronger the longer this assault went on. Was this the entity she detected? She had never encounter a being that gave off such a presence before.

Spreading itself under her bra, its body pressed out to both of her nipples. Rubbing against both at the same time. It felt as though this portion was a good place to begin. Plucking its flesh around them both it was moving as though to start sucking as too get her aroused in one way or another. Having it begin, the rest of the body pushed forwards and slid down her stomach. Keeping enough of its body to play around her nipples and the tentacle in her mouth.

This creature was basically searching for a proper location where it could start, as it didn't really know how the prey body works. It was indeed the first of it target taste.

Muffled whimpers and moans continue to leave Nola as the creature continues to play with her breasts and nipples. It seemed to be spreading itself out even further over her body exploring it. Was this thing unfamiliar with the human female body? She could only pray it wouldn't do anything painful while figuring out how everything worked. Still, why did she have to be the one for it to experiment on?

When it did eventually arrive at her waist and got between her legs, it would've been able to sense the moisture and heat building as her arousal grows.

As it searched her body ever so slowly, it can only move downwards. Feeling the heat coming from her waist it slightly jiggled its body as though finding something that it was looking for. Eagerly extending its body out towards the general direction, the edge it pressing underneath the elastic of her lower attire. Although it couldn't get under her panties it could just rest ontop of her, it simply pressed tightly as it begun itself right against her as to gain access to the moisture.

The tentacle reacted to the way its body was pulling away down to her lower body by sliding back from the back of her mouth, however it attempts at keeping it in as to prevent her from making anymore loud noises. Along her nipples, the body simply pinch more frequently than rubbing.

'No! Not...there...' Nola thought feeling the creature having extended itself to her crotch, though it wasn't touching her there directly. But the feeling of it touching there in general was enough to make her hips twitch a little. As her arousal rises, she feels the urge to grind against the appendages playing with her body, and it was becoming harder to ignore. For a creature that seemed to know nothing of the female body, it sure seemed to know how to push her buttons.

Rubbing against her panties, it could feel the arousal from the otherside. This caused the blob to react differently. Pressing harder against the source of the heat it was reaching to the point it couldn't hold itself back. Feeling up and down the crack despite still being on outside of the panties. For its body it could feel itself losing touch with the form around her nipples.

Sliding away from her breast, the part of the flesh moved down as to grab ahold of the waist band of the panties, it pushed as though to stretch them out and feel against her flesh directly. Absorbing some of the moisture as it comes into contact with it. The tips slightly pinching at her clit as it drew in closer.