She felt the tendril constrict around her neck as she tries to keep contact with the floor by means of her toes. She huffed through her nose, trying to get their attention though the firm tendril around her waist was enough to knock some of the wind out of her. Abby couldn't even resist now, trying her best as her toes and fingers flexed for dear life, her eyes wide with shock and horror...

The tentacles held Abby's body tightly as 263 watched the girls from a distance, watching their minds to see if they'd come investigate. Soon enough, however, they returned to their business and walked away. When they did, all eyes - and tentacles - turned back to Abby. The tentacle around her neck withdrew, but the one on her waist had other plans. Its bulbous head turned towards the bottom of her tank top, starting to slither over her stomach before tunneling underneath it. Slowly, it started to drag her top up her midriff, exposing more and more of her creamy skin.

Surprisingly still aroused from before, Abby let out a meek, pleasure-filled moan as the tentacle teased over her navel. She writhed a bit, flexing her toes as her braless chest was exposed. She huffed again, her pert nipples firm from the light friction placed upon them. Abby couldn't imagine this nightmare! She muffled around the tentacle in her mouth, her tongue exploring it unwillingly as she fought back tears from the strain on her jaw.

The tentacle on top of her tunneled under her shirt and slithered forward, sliding into the valley between her perky breasts. It wrapped around her top and squeezed it, fully exposing her breasts, before it yanked up. The front of the garment tore away easily, leaving her effectively topless, and fully exposed for the eyes' eager gaze. They stared at her perky tits as more tentacles began to slither up her stomach.

As her shirt ripped, Abby tried to squeal around the tentacle but the one around her neck stifled her effectively. She felt her body writhing in pleasure as the tendrils teased her sensitive stomach, her perky nipples already hard and now exposed to the air of the library. She couldn't knock anything else over at the moment, nothing shy of a whole shelf should the monster drag her that way of course. The girl writhed again, slurping now on that tentacle as she struggled to keep herself from drooling while it ravished and explored her...

The girl's wet, drooling mouth got 263's attention rather effectively. Slowly, it began to thrust back and forth, pushing over her soft, full lips and nimble tongue. If the tentacles' exploring of her body so far hadn't been erotic enough, the sudden thrusting motion would be pretty explicit about its intentions.

Even as one tentacle began to take advantage of her mouth, others were still working on her chest. Several of the thick, heavy coils slid over her pert breasts, rolling and smooshing her lovely titties with their weight.