The school building has been one of the finest in the island.

A proud structure of scholastic excellence, this building has been the witness to many scientific breakthroughs, and to many scholastic achievements. And however it has produced very notable minds...although of course...most of these minds have gone to waste, just because...that's it.

The place is not at all secure though. The infamous creatures lurking on the island can and most of the time have broken into the facility, unfelt, unseen, and most of all unknown. And for this reason the structure itself is not new to the rumors of disappearances and...'monsters'.

KouzaKai found himself inside this malevolent structure. It was nearing dusk and however, he himself could not understand how he got here. All he knew was that he was tracking a student earlier...she had come from the track field, and her appeal to the monster had been so strong for him to be so bold to move away from his element.

A few bounds and leaps over bushes, darting thru tree branches, it was all that it took for him to reach this area. And now he was here.

He did not panic at the near no-presence of water or moisture. He thought, and his mind formed one possibility...somehow facilities like this had a lab of some kind, and that was what he looked for immediately.

He found what he was looking for...and as if he wrote it himself for it to be there, he found a marine lab.

Quickly he went for it, and submerged himself into one of the empty tanks of the lab...though unknown to him, this lab was in active use, and in his near panic it slipped his mind that any time, a student might come barging in. But he contradicted it with the thought that at least, it was already late in the day...even in his place of origin, scribes and scientists can only work so much later in the day.

Perhaps scribes and scientists had a curfew, but I was not one nor the other. Bursting into the lab in the arms of another girl, in a mad embrace and locked in a deep and lustful kiss, we spun around, looking for any surface. But she pulled back and gave some excuse. She promised to make it up to me the next day and I gave her an understanding nod. They bent to my charms so quickly, but some were fickle, especially the straight ones, and denied me my fun so quickly. In all honesty, I had met her little more than an hour before, but she'd be mine. I knew it. I inhaled deeply, then held it for a moment and exhaled. I had no one waiting for me back in the dorm, no Sondra to make my night worthwhile, so I just stood in the marine bio lab, just relaxing, trying to calm myself.

And he was right. There were some who made their actions in the bright of day. And then again there were some who made their actions in the fading light of day.

Two female students came running into the lab that time...one, he recognized as the female he was chasing after...and one, he did not recognize at all. Seeing them kiss awakened something inside of him...their firm caress, the laying of a hand upon a leg, the swaying of hips and the seduction...it was all that it took for him to become lost in lust once again.

Sadly though, the small show ended for him, although he half expected it would. Now the real show was about to begin.

He experienced shortness of breathe that time because of not having dipped himself in water for the lat 12 hours or so...so off he searched for a tank. He saw one, blessedly open for nyone to climb in, and silently, he plunged, floating in stasis, looking like a giant exhibit among various specimens in suspended state...

I took a few deep breaths to try and cool myself down. My eyes drifted around the lab looking for something to take my mind off sex. This was not a successful venture.

He plunged into the water, meeting the cold embrace of the viscuous substance on his dry skin. He welcomed it wholeheartedly, and swam for a few times in the restricted confines of the small tank before fully submerging himself.

But then all of a sudden, movement. He saw it from the corner of his eye.

It was the female, walking around, trying to look for something to do, or something to take her mind off...things.

He stayed still, mimicking the various exhibits in the room.

"Screw it, I'm going to find another."
I said to myself and turned to walk out. I made it to the door before stoping. It was strange, I didn't feel alone. That was usually a pretty good indicator around here that a girl should leave wherever she was, so I turned the knob to do just that.

This isn't going as planned. She's stepping out...

Perhaps it was out of desperation or it was now an instinctive reaction, but his tentacles suddenly shot out from him, to latch around the girl's wrist even before she could turn the doo knob. It gripped on to her tightly, and he stepped out of the now broken tank, tnetacles flailing wildly behind him.

" And where do you think you're going?" He asked in a mocking tone, his voice sounding submerged and as if coming from the depths of somewhere...

"Well, I was going to pick up some random girl and make passionate love to her, but it looks like someone beat me to it, huh?"
I had grown to be sarcastic in these situations, a defiant nature was mine now.

" It would seem that way. Or would I rather say...someone else found you instead." the monster said, a cruel smile curling from his lip.

He loved talking. Somehow, save for the quality of his voice, it made him think. And feel that he wasn't at all a brute, mindless creature. That somehow he was still, in some ways, educated.

He extended his tentacle to the door knob and rendered it out of service, for either going in or getting out.

" There. Now I guess no one would disturb us now." he said, all 7' 5" of him walking nearer and nearer the girl. " What say, we get...acquainted with each other?"

The room resounded with silence, save for the wet flop, flop of the monster's foot and the breathing of the girl.

"A real shame. I was looking for fun, but found you."
She countered with a snide remark, seeing as how she didn't really have much of an escape plan.

" Such a cruel remark coming from such a sweet face." the monster said, running a tentacle playfully across the girl's cheek. The girl swatted it away.

To which two tentacles moved and bound themselves around the girl's hands, to render her immobile from any more second motions with the use of her hands.

" Tsk, tsk...naughty naughty." He said, waving a tentacle from left to right in front of the girl. " I'm going to have to teach you how to cooperate."

Slowly he drew another tentacle and ran it from the girl's body, starting from her neck...to her collarbones...and continuing to trace it downwards.

"Had my fill of training, and of filling. I'm more the teaching type. Like, teaching you lot that some people aren't as fun as others, or teaching the girls that you lot aren't the only things here to ravage them. One way or the other, though, not so much for me and the male things."
I commented, not struggling much. I saw it as futile, and most actually seemed to enjoy the struggle. I'd work out another method of escape.

" Tough nut to crack." the monster said, starting to reveal more and more of the hidden facets of his body as time passed. Soon, behind him was a mass of seething and writhing tentacles, each ready to latch upon an outstreched arm, or a leg.

" I'm sure I'm going to have a lot of fun with you."

Suddenly two or three tentacles went for the girl, each finding their mark on her ankles and on her waist. Slowly the monster raised her high up in the air.

Some more tentacles, reed thin and designed to crack like a whip, lashed out at the girl. In one instant her blouse was ripped in two pieces...in a flash, there was a tear in her skirt. The monster moved quickly, repeating the cycle until her school dress was in tatters, mostly revealing what had been once hidden...her undergarments, not meant for public viewing.

The monster smiled cruelly, dark thought forming as he surveyed the girl's half naked body lifted up high in the air.

Of course, no undergarments would be exposed, as I never wore them anymore. Rather, soft pink nipples atop small breasts and a perfectly shaven mound were exposed. And this was not at all distracting to me.
"Please, you're such a stereotype. Be a bit more creative, will you?"

" You're really cruel aren't you?"

The monster became harsh upon hearing the girl's voice, suddenly forcing a tentacle into her mouth as she was still speaking. It might be stereotypical, the monster thought, but from hereon in he would like the channel to be really silent...after all, who knows what might come out of her mouth that might attract attention?

Two reed thin tentacles join two more, not the same size, and rise up to the girl's small breasts, torpedoe shaped because of the effect of gravity. The larger tentacles wrap around her circumference, and the smaller ones wrap around her soft pink nipples.

He keeps her spread eagles, and watched eagerly as she is spread, particularly her shaven pussy...revealing her pink insides, which at this point weren't quite visible to the monster's view. Not yet.

He starts to grip and release, grip and release, as if milking her...