The tendril drew back and forth in front of Astrid's face, letting her eyes follow it as the warming gel forced itself insistently between her legs, forcing the scout firmly on her back as hands formed from the goo, slowly gripping her bosoms, seeking to tear the blouse open at the very least. The blob mumbles to itself, something about ungrateful girls with foul mouths and dirty minds. It must have milked some of the other tramps for information...and on what would turn her on.

The ruse worked, as Astrid paid attention to the threat in front of her face, and was surprised when the mysterious blob flipped her over on her back. She let out at little shriek of surprise, her breasts bouncing upward from the momentum.

Hands grabbed her large chest. She wore her green Tramps top, buttoned down to reveal more cleavage than strictly necessary. With a few tugs, the buttons made satisfying popping noises. Underneath, she wore a black bra, with lacy trimmings.

"Hey! Pervert!", Astrid screamed out. She twisted and turned, while she might be bound by the tentacular pseudopods, Astrid was pretty damn fit, and gave a good struggle.

The black goo became heavier, like lead, arching Astrid's back, forcing the Tramp to straddle the pillar of gel, lifting her off of the ground slightly. With a practiced flourish, a thick tentacle pushed at her lips at her "pervert" accusation. Another tentacle split into thin whip-like lashes, striking at the bra, wrapping around, tearing it off, quick to wrap about her breasts, tips torturing her nipples as she can feel her panties getting tugged and torn, the alien seeking to keep nothing between its inky body and the tramp's supple flesh.

"MMM! Hmmmmph! 'Oppit! MMM.. 'spensive!" Astrid tried to protest as the monster tugged at her brasserie. It strained as the straps were stretched out, her inviting mounds becoming revealed, then falling out with a satisfying amount of bounce as the straps gave in and snapped, letting the ooze rip it off.

Okay, it was not her most expensive piece of underwear, but it was a nice one, and seeing it being torn of did not please Astrid at all. Her muffled protests rose a pitch as the tentacles knead her breasts and poked her nipples. Reflected light gleamed of the studs of her nipple bar.

Astrid clenched her thighs together as well as she could. Her legs were actually very strong, but her panties were hard to defend, and soon they met the same fate as her bra, exposing the gently sloped hill of her pussy and her round, muscular ass.

The black goo hardened, briefly taking a more humanoid state, tendrils pinning Astrid's wrists, goo pinching the pierced nipples. Oh, such a saucy lass, and those teats get tended by the blob, like twin lips pinching and smacking. Her legs get pushed apart, bare groin pressed to her mound, slowly pulling her sexlips apart, phallus roughly stabbing inside her . No need to be subtle now. It was time for her tagging.

"MMM! GEH OHH 'E!" She wantet to scream to the creature to get off her, but that was the closest she could get. The tentacle thing in her mouth also stopped her from showering her assailant in a plethoria of curses in all the languages she knew. Instead, she bit down as hard as she could.

The blob was changing its shape, becoming more like somehting Astrid would recognize as a creature. It seemed to have found her pierced nipple quite intestesting, and was busy teasing and squeexing it. She normally liked it when someone would play with it, that was what it was there for, but most of the time, she was not being taken advantage of by some horny mass of.. whatever was this thing, really?

Her breasts were not what worried Astrid the most, though. The thing had found her pussy, and was..

"MMMMMMM!" A hard phallus rammed into her, burrying itself inside her. Astrid's eyes opened wide, and the tentacle in her mouth trembled with the vibrations of her muffled scream.

The hard throbbing only got larger as it pushed into Astrid, her legs now forced to wrap about the waist of her amorous android assaulter. She gurgles around Cangly's tongue, those deceptively strong thighs leaving a visible impression. Good, she was playing hard to get. A proper Tramp spirit. Now it could see the fuss her juniors made was justified. The hands draw from wrists to breasts, hips still thrusting, enjoying this battle of wills.

The creature, whatever it was, was driving into her, sinking into her. As much as Astrid loved girls, she sometimes missed the chance to feel a solid cock inside her,
but this was not how she had imagined it!

Still fighting, Astrid wiggled her body, trying to find a way to dislodge the creature, or at least unbalance it enough to fight back. At first, this only helped to rub her massive breast against the creature, and to make the hard cock move even more inside her. Damn, if this was with a human boy, it would have been awesome!

But then her hands were free. Astrid dug her hands into the general area that would have been the beings chest if it had been human, sctratched hard with her fingernails, and then pushed at it as hard as she could.

The fingers sunk into the being's chest like cold tar, fastening tight. The stickiness was maddening, starting to engulf Astrid's hands up to the wrist as the blob goes formless, thudding the scout back first onto the teacher's desk, covering her, the black goo vibrating each time it touched flesh, twirled about her nipples, dissolving the last of her clothing, and pounding her pussy mercilessly, legs waved in the air, making sure this morsel felt each throbbing inch of the invader inside her.

So far, Astrid's struggles had only served to trap her even more. The shapeless thing just flowed over her, smothering her, flowing over her every curve. This did not stop Astrid from struggling. Far from it, it added a rush of panicked adrenaline to her stuggles. The curvy brunette was pretty fit, and now her morpheous assailant could enjoy the feel of her nicely toned muscles working. Off course, gen the position she was in, in the end all that served was to give Cangelosi a good feel of just how firm her butt was. All that was free was her part of the legs, which kicked uselessly into the air.