Emi sighed as the last of the students filed out of her English class, leaving her alone in the large room. She'd given in to one of her few weaknesses that morning and broken dress code by wearing a pair of thigh-high, sheer white stockings instead of the regulation knee socks. She couldn't help it, she loved the way they felt against her skin, and the garter belt that held them up. She'd almost made it through the day without an repercussions as well, until she'd come to English, her final course of the day. Her professor had pulled her aside even before class started though and told her in no uncertain terms that if she didn't do whatever the teacher said she'd be spending a few hours down in the basement, her spotless record tarnished.

So here she was, alone as the sun began to set, left to clean up after her classmates to avoid a detention. She sighed and leaned over in front of the window, crossing her arms in front of her and resting them on the window ledge. As she bent over her short pleated skirt rose just enough to reveal the lacy tops of her stockings. The orange light of twilight cast a warm glow across her fair skin, and sent long, dark shadows across the tiled floor.

As the sun was setting and casting its long shadows, he came from his hiding place, moving through the shadows rather quickly. He stops when he notices the girl alone in the classroom and he lets out a soft hiss of excitement.

She likely would have heard the hiss, but then in the school it could have been anything.

He slips into the class room, one of his tendrils pulling the door closed behind him, letting her hear the lock clicking into place as he hides within the shadows watching her with his red eyes.

The click of the lock seemed eerily loud in the near-silent classroom. Emi looked over her shoulder, a spike of cold fear running down her spine, but saw nothing. Someone passing in the hall must have closed the door, not realizing she was still inside.

None the less, she was spurred into action. Tearing herself away from the picturesque sunset she retrieved the broom from a closet across the room and began to quickly sweep the floor, eager to get out of the building and back to her dorm.

He moved quietly as she moved to get the broom, his eyes looking up her skirt from her own shadow in the floor. He licks his lips seeing those stockings, and one of his tendrils rises from the shadows and flips her skirt up and then quickly sinks back into the shadows.

He would wait for her to look before coiling another tendril around the base of the broom, to make her think it was stuck in something..all the while another of his tendrils moving through the shadows was nearing the light switch.

Emi gasped loudly, a soft blush crossing her cheeks. She'd been sure sue was alone in the room, but when she spun around she fully expected to find one of her classmates smirking at her.

There was nothing though. Her eyebrows knit together in confusion as she carefully scanned the room behind her. Something was wrong...she didn't know what, but this was too many odd occurrences for them to all be coincidence. She tried to lift the broom, to use it as a makeshift staff to protect herself, but found it caught. She tugged ineffectually for a moment before finally looking down and seeing the inky black tentacle wrapped around the base.

She gasped, dropping the broom and stumbling back a few steps until she came in contact with a desk. "W-what the heck...?"

It was then his tendril hit the switch, clicking off what lights was on in the classroom, so that the only light coming in was through the windows now.

In that orange glow she could see a shape rise from the floor, flinging the broom across the room so it clatters well behind him. His two red eyes looking down at her as she is against the desk, and two of his tendrils curl about her legs, slowly wrapping their way up to her knees.

He walks towards her, letting her see that long tail swishing behind him, and the fact that he has two more thick tendrils. He hisses and clicks slightly, a voice echoes out from around him as his translator kicks on...<What a fine little thing we have here.>

The frightened student let out a strangled cry of fear when the lights suddenly cut out. Her mind screamed for her to run - whatever was going on was clearly more serious than a schoolgirl prank - but her legs seemed frozen with fear.

Her wide blue eyes instantly locked on to the dark shape rising up before her and she trembled where she stood as he finally reached his full height, towering above the petite teenager. By the time she noticed the two tentacles coiling around her stocking-clad legs it was too late. She screamed and tried to back away but they held tight, causing her to fall back so she was partially sitting on the desk behind her.

She whimpered as he spoke, clearly confused by the strange mixture of hisses, clicks, and translated English. "What..." she whispered, barely able to speak. "What are you...? What do you want with me?"

He just grins as she speaks, the shriek was just a wonderful sound to him, he moves closer to her, his tendrils lifting her legs so that they was in the air, and spread rather lewdly.

He looks down at her in this new position those eyes right on her panties and he looks back to her face, hissing and clicking again even as his long tongue comes out and traces around her cheek, leaving a rather thick trail of his saliva. <I think you know, girl.>

It is then if she is looking closely at him, that she would see not one..but two hard cocks protruding up from his groin, in a clear intent of what is about to happen to her.

She whimpered as the creature's tentacles lifted up her legs and spread them wide. Her short little skirt bunched up around her waist, exposing her bare upper thighs and the skimpy white panties she wore to his lecherous gaze.

"N-no I don't!" She insisted, trembling with fear. She might not have known what he was, but what he wanted from her quickly becomming clear.

Before long her eyes fell upon the twin cocks standing stiff and tall between his legs. Her heart raced and her chest heaved, causing her ample breasts to strain against the thin white shirt she wore. She sobbed, overcome with terror and begged the creature "Please! Please just let me go!"

His two extra tendrils flash towards her then, working under her shirt and bra so she can feel them against her bare breasts, moments before they rip upwards, ripping away her shirt and bra with one easy motion.

His hands grip her hips as he turns her around, moving towards the window, using her to shield himself from the light..as well as any of the students that might look in as he presses her against the glass.

His tendrils curl about her arms, lifting them up so she has to press her cheek and breasts against the cool glass, his tail comes around and rips her panties off and she can then feel the thick cocks teasing against her..one at each 'entrance'.

Emi screamed once again, loud and utterly terrified as the alien's two spare tentacles burrowed into her clothes and shredded them in a heartbeat. Her large, supple breasts bounced and jiggled enticingly when they were freed from her bra. "No, no, no...!" she pleaded, shaking her pretty head emphatically, though she harbored no real hope that her pleas would be headed.

His hands felt massive and powerful on her hips, rendering her too terrified to resist as he repositioned her. She hissed herself, sharply drawing in a breath as her half-naked body was forced up against the large window. The tentacles holding her arms above her head caused her to arch her back and thrust out her chest. She felt her nipples stiffen almost instantly against the cold glass.

Though classes were mostly over, there were still plenty of girls wandering around campus. A deep blush crossed Emi's cheeks at the possibility of being seen in such a degrading state. The second-floor classroom was just high enough that she would have been clearly visible, but the angle would have hidden her cruel attacker.

With her short skirt bunched up around her waist she was completely exposed when her panties were unceremoniously ripped away. Her round ass was displayed nicely as she was held, bent over, her shapely legs spread wide. As the two thick alien cocks rubbed both her entrances at once Emi sobbed, though Ragerath would notice that her tight little pussy was becoming ever so slightly moist.

His strong hands keep hold of her hips, shredding the skirt where he grips her. He hisses out something that the translator doesn't translate for her and with a slight shift of his hips, he begins to shove both those cocks into her, not stopping till he has hilted himself.

His tendrils on her legs coils upwards, till the tips of both are assaulting her clit, making it feel as if two tiny mouths was on it, and he presses her tighter to the glass, letting her see the students milling about outside..a loud cry on her part may just get their attention so they could see her 'rubbing herself' against the glass in such a dirty way.

"W-what??" She gasped, even more frighted by his untranslated words than the ones she understood. The only answer she received was the sudden pressure of the two massive shafts being forced into her yielding body. Both her pussy and ass were fantastically tight, almost virginal, but stretched to accommodate the rock-hard shafts without any harm to her gorgeous body. She whimpered, her legs trembling when she finally felt his body come in contact with her own.

Emmeline opened her mouth to say something, probably to beg, but before she could the two tentacles holding her legs reached up and began to tease her little clit, causing her words to fade to an incomprehensible moan. Sweet juice began to drip from her tight-stretched pussy and Emi couldn't help but moan.

"Please...!" She begged, struggling to control herself, "Please no, someone will see me!"

He grins almost cruelly as she says that, his hips pumping at a nice steady pace, showing he was going to take his time with this delectable student. His tendrils about her arms begins to move, making her arms move as if she was a puppet..and starts beating on the glass..calling attention to her as he fucks her.

His cocks sliding easily in her tight holes, and he presses her breasts against the glass more, making them glide up and down on the glass, likely making it squeak rather naughtily.

As she moans and begs, his tail comes up and around rubbing around her mouth, letting her get a slight taste of the spicy sweet fluid that it secretes.

She couldn't help but moan quite loudly as the creature's two thick cocks began to slowly pull out of her body, then plunge back in. She was so enraptured by the slow, steady pounding in and out of her body that it took her a moment to realize that her own arms were banging against the glass.

She cried out and tried to resist, but it was too late. A pretty red haired girl that, to Emi's horror, she recognized from her dormitory stopped and looked up. That was all it took. In a matter of seconds the redhead had gotten the attention of everyone in the area and a crowd was growing below. Emmeline sobbed, turning her head to try and hide her identity. To her horror, many of the girls were pulling out cell phones and digital cameras and snapping pictures of the unwilling exhibitionist. Deep down though, she couldn't help but feel...excited. Excited both by her helpless, exposed state and by the girls below watching and shouting catcalls.

Without thinking, Emi's tongue darted out to caress the tip of Ragerath's tail when it came up to tease her lips.