Most classes had already ended on this day, and Antipode was out, again. With most of the girls going around, it would, or at least should, be easy to find one alone, in a room or somewhere. So, Antipode looked through his options, and chose a place to stake out: one of the rooms that were used for club activities. Though there were plenty of club rooms, he chose one of the quieter ones. It had a mini-library, and was actually quite a bit cooler than many of the other rooms in this particular building, due to its location, shade, and direction from the sun, etc.

Of course, it was mostly cooler because Antipode was making it so, decreasing the temperature towards this room almost as a lure. A nice wave of relief from the heatwave outside. It was the summer months here, and classes continued on... but the heat could be terrible here on this subtropical island, and many of these girls would appreciate a nice cooler place to rest. And this particular resting place was rather... secluded. One set of girls had already wandered through. Three of them at once. He wasn't in the mood for attacking more than one, so he let them go.

Antipode, himself, wasn't too bothered by the heat. As he'd mused before, almost like a broken record one would think, he'd wandered across suns much hotter than this planet's. Humans were rather fragile that way, but it made sense, considering their design. He always marvelled at their design. And furthermore... their distinctly unusual manner of gaining pleasure. It seemed that human females were always receptive, unlike most species, and that the sex drive was therefore always active. And quite surprisingly pleasurable. Not just a bodily function, but something to enjoy for its own sake.

And that, along with the sheer intensity of pleasure he could find, was quite... appetizing. The psychic effect of human pleasure was almost intoxicating. So, Antipode wanted it. Or, in other words, he took girls, and pleasured them as much as they could take, because he could read their feelings, and loved it, almost as if it was a drug. He certainly wasn't consuming it or some such... but their pleasure became his, in his own distinct way, and that was something he couldn't get enough of.

So for now... his tentacles waited. He was hidden, and the room looked empty to anyone who appeared. His tendrils were invisible, and certainly wouldn't affect anyone who approached. They'd move around anyone who entered, so she wouldn't even know they were there. Until he wanted her to know. But then woudl be too late.

It was one of the hottest summers I’ve felt here, but then again this was the my first summers here, it felt like the A/C in the main library was broken or something, or maybe they forgotten to turn the thing on. I had over heard a few of the girls in a whispers conversation that another library on Campus was a lot cooler and wasn’t to far from this one. It turned out to be further then what I had heard or it could have been because I kept making wrong turns and finding my self in a deserted hall towards the northen section of the Campus, after a while I finally found the library I over heard the other girls talking about and smiled at feeling the cool air. Soon the air just felt cold on the perpetration that and dampen me but

I knew I would quickly dry now I knew it was cool and my body wasn’t going to loose more water.
I sighed with relief and grin at all the new books within the part of the library, something new to explore. I was sure this part of the library would have something the other one didn’t other then a cool atmosphere, the air of old books and few people to bother you was nice. I walked around looking at the books on the high shelves a few of the books I had in hand from the other one holding it before me my arms relaxed at this position letting them hang covering my lap as I walked.

I purred to my self “Ahh this place is sooo much better then that other library.” I lay my book down at one of the desk off in a corner some what secluded from the others. I walked down almost every aisles until I notice a few of the books I’ve been looking for. “Oh this is so awesome they have it” I smile as I try to reach it, im already on my tip toes and still cant reach the book lucky for me there wasn’t any one around because the bottom of my panties was starting to show because of the way this Campus made there skirts, it was almost like they wanted the student to flash there nickers to every one. The panties I decided to wear was the white laced one with blue stripes. To my knowledge there wasn’t any rules about the style of undergarments allowed to be warn, I had preferred the french cut style, maybe because how cute they always looked in the mirror when I wore them.

I stomped my foot frustrated at the way they had every thing just out of reach for me, I had notice a ladder to my left and smiled, it seemed the ladder was attached to the book shelf so I quickly moved it into position where I had seen the book I was after. Once I got it I saw another book I wanted by a new author by the name of ‘Stephenie Meyer’ called ‘Twilight’ I had heard a few of the other girls say it was a good book so it was on my list of many books I wanted to read. I was so glad there wasn’t boys at this school I could imagine the crowd I would have drawn here just looking up my skirt.

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But there was a crowd watching her. Well, a crowd of tentacles, anyway. Tentacles belonging to one creature: Antipode. Those tentacles were everywhere in the room. A few of them were at the door, sealing it off so nobody could enter or exit. Others were at the windows, holding them tight. Most, however, were near the girl, hovering just far enough away that they could react to her, avoid her, and allow her no knowledge of their invisible, yet still physical, existence. The room itself was already sealed... nobody would be able to make any noises she could notice, and nothing she could do, no matter how loud, could be heard outside. And with it's nice temperature, it was the perfect little cozy trap.

Since time was on his side, Antipode watched her as she went about her business. She appeared to like the books, and travelled the aisles quite happily, mumbling to herself, looking through them. Watching her carefully, he observed when she struggled to reach one book in particular. He had the idea, for some reason, of finally just getting it for her himself, bringing out a tentacle to hand it to her. But of course, then she'd see a horrific (as they so often seemed to think) tentacle handing her a book, and she'd almost certainly panic. So, he let her get it herself, as she wished.

Her panties, sadly, didn't arouse him, though. He didn't find sexual interest in the girls, oddly enough. He wasn't attracted to them in a way you could interpret as sexual, at least not sexual for HIS species. It was something different... but his more or less impassive observations were still filled with something quite potent. After all, why else go to the trouble? However, he knew enough to know that a human male would, by now, be quite tittilated. And she'd be rather embarassed, if she knew someone was watching! Even if it was him. Perhaps especially so.

Antipode would give her time. Time to look at her book, perhaps. The sun wouldn't seem to go down from her perspective. In fact, time would seem to stand still... after all, the clocks could be altered to be whatever seemed most appropriate. For all she knew, she might read an hour before he bothered her... but in time, once she had had some time to read or browse for a good while, he'd finally strike, before she had a chance to get too suspicious.

Of course, his strike was a mental one.

Good evening, miss. How are you this afternoon?

The voice came, as it were, from nowhere. And everywhere. It came, really, from inside her head! It was a psychic communication in her language, though it felt slightly off... it was like her own thoughts, only not her own. It was clearly not HER thinking them. Not her voice, not her phrasing... not her at all. But this strange, reverberating, clearly alien voice, was talking to her, right there in her mind.

Enjoying the cool library here? Good... let me introduce myself. I am... well, just call me Antipode. It's nice to meet you. What's your name?

Let the panic begin.

As I was looking at the book on the ladder I flash of tentacles in my strange daydreams showed me being molested, where I was by the desk I chosen to sat at. I shook my head to rid my self of the dream “Komiko, girl this is not time to have those weird dreams, not up here at least.” I told my self as I began looking throw the Twilight book and was finding Bella to be my favorite heroine character and Edward sounded like such a hunk, as I was reading I thought of myself being Bella in the book, at least she was braver then I thought of myself.

As I was reading I had heard a voice at first I thought it was in my head but most of my thoughts didn’t ask every day question like that one had, I was to engulfed int the book to want to look away and answered the voice in my head thinking some one was below me asking the question.

I had answered, forgetting anyone below could see up my skirt “Oh im doing fine thank you, how are you? Have a cold do you? I suggest some place warmer then this library.” I tell the person not knowing it was really a monster ready to pounce on me. “Oh yes very much thank you, the other one I think there A/C is broken. Antipode? That’s an odd name? Was your parents scientists? Oh my name is Komiko, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” I reach out my hand to where I thought the person was and look down and see no one there. “Huh? Where they go?? Hmm must of bored them, no matter.” I say and climb down the ladder, books in hand I place them on the desk and look around and notice there wasn’t anyone around, puzzled I sneak around and see to the front of the library there wasn’t even the librarian around. I was excited. “Yesss, they locked me in nobody to disturb me, Hmmm I didn’t realize it was so late, no matter it’s the weekend tomorrow.” I grinned happily as I skipped to my desk in the back corner of the library and open the book to where I left off. I began to play with the jewel around my neck as I read the Twilight book and walked around near the area of my desk a few times I bumped into a book case not paying attention but stayed near my desk as if it was Head Quarters for my walking spells. I was really enjoying the book I was reading and gasped when I thought Bella was about to die and sighed with relief when Edward arrived just in time to save her.

After finishing the book I was content at reading it and hoped the next book was here as well, I quickly ran to where I had found the book and found the other book named ‘New Moon’ skipping back to me desk I quickly open this book hungry for more about my knight in shinny skin that looked like diamonds like the one around my neck, I started to crying when Edward left. “Oh your such a jerk Edward.” I wiped away my tears and started to read more, my spirits feeling a bit on the down side.

Antipode was rather surprised. When he addressed her, she just thought it was somebody nearby, and brushed it off as if it was nothing. It really was quite the amusing reaction. He decided to watch for awhile longer... and so he let her read her book, probing just far enough into her mind to see what she was seeing, or that is, imagining. Kind of like someone stealing cable off of somebody else's line, he was watching the book through her mind, and found it rather curious. The characters were... different than the norm. The male was, from experience, the sort who seemed like he would fit rather well in Shokushu. And he knew, also from experience, that much of what he did would be found grossly inappropriate at best by most of the girls he'd come in contact with.

They called it "stalking", as it were. Regardless, opinions on the book aside, the time had come for him to break her out of her shell. So now, he would address her again... this time much more clearly. It wasn't "louder" so to speak... but this time the contact was more clearly alien. More clearly not from the room around her... and more clearly not coming from her ears, or anything other than an intrusion into her mind.

"As I said before. I am Antipode. I have returned, since I left you before to enjoy your books. But now, it is time for us to meet for real."

And at that, the tentacles in the room around her would reveal themselves. A good number, at least a dozen, blocking off every escape route, but not close enough for her to touch, even if she stretched out.

"In response to your previous query, no, my parents weren't scientists. The name is one I gave myself, mostly to allow you to understand it. A single letter of my true name, using this language, anyway, would take more time to utter in this dimension than it would take for a billion suns to be born and die. Take my word for it, Antipode is much easier. And as you can see... I'm not human, either."

So now that he was revealed... he'd watch her reaction. Screaming time, perhaps?

I had jumped from where I was sitting as the voice in my head had startled me, my heart was pounding hard and my breathing had quicken. I looked around thinking the person was back but was puzzled that there was no one around. “Great now im hearing voices in my head, either im going crazy or im really tired and been reading to long.” I said to myself out loud. My pulse slowly returning to normal when I suddenly started to see all the tentacles around the room slowly becoming visible.

Jumping onto the chair as if I saw a mouse, I squealed noticing there was no way out of the library other then running into those tentacles blocking all exits including the window which wasn’t a route I was about to take since this room was on the third floor and never had a climbing lesson in my life, well as far as I knew I didn’t. “Shoo go away, if your looking for another plant thing like yourself goto the garden, its not to far from here.” I told the thing not really sure what it was other then it reminded me of that plant thing by the garden pool that had its way with me. I paused a minute as it explained the rest to me.

I bit my lower lip nervous at seeing so many tentacles, if I was half asleep one would thought they was snakes slithering around the floor. “If your from another dimension why are you here? I don’t think your in the correct dimension, so im sorry if im being rude but your scaring me and you remind me of something that wasn’t very pleasant and hurt a lot.” I explain to the creature who was speaking to me in my mind though I was starting to get curious about this being and where its body was lurking, my eyes following the tentacles looking for the main part of it.

Antipode watched as she finally realized what was going on. It appears she'd had a run in in the past... how interesting. The way she talked about it, though, she didn't know all that much about either what was going on, or what he was. A plant thing? That was actually kind of endearing. Antipode's tentacles hung there, still outside of her reach. If she moved towards them, they'd back off... yet become even more densely packed, and more obviously difficult to escape!

"Another plant thing? No... I'm not looking for any plants. You may have already surmised that my interest is here with you. After all... I am speaking to you, am I not?"

Antipode watched her. So, the previous events had been bothersome... traumatic. That was well and good. He could offer explanations. Calm her down. Promise more... after all, though the probability of her fighting him was high, he could still make the effort to be peaceable. The interdimensional entity began to explain, the words appearing in her head again. They really weren't her own thoughts... Antipode was contacting her brain directly. With the ability to manipulate matter and energy on a level beyond the technology of this planet could comprehend, he could do far more impressive feats than mere psychic communication. After all... what he was was nothing less than the equivalent of a three dimensional being interacting with a two dimensional world. But that is merely an analogy. He was much more physically present then, say, a video game player is in their game. But while all of him was here, most of it wasn't even comprehensible. Nor would most of his thoughts be. So he had to be careful.

"I am in the dimension I wish to be in, Komiko. I am sorry I am scaring you, for it is not my intent. But nevertheless, I am not going to go away. Nor am I a plant. And I am nothing like whatever you encountered before in that garden."

There was a pause, before he continued.

Though I did not witness it, I presume the plant creature you encountered took... advantage of you, yes? And it was a painful and traumatizing experience? Well... that is not the only creature on this island that preys upon young women. I, myself, for example... enjoy very greatly the pleasure of young women. Just as I can read your thoughts, or speak to your mind... I can feel your pleasure as well, and find it rather... well, better even than you yourself find it.

I frown at the many tentacles surrounding me, but it sounded like it wasn’t interested in hurting me like that plant thing had. I slowly stepped down from the chair hoping it wouldn’t spring at me the second I was on the ground. “Well, I-im not much a spokes person, but if you are a visitor from a different dimension, maybe it would be prudent to talk to some one in charge here, other then myself. And I wouldn’t be very pleasant for you, I mean im very inexperienced in what ever your thinking of and wouldn’t be much fun for you.” I try and reason my way out of his wants, and from the sound of it, he wanted my body as if I was some kind of slut.

I slowly move to the back of the library hoping the exit there wasn’t blocked but I was also had a secondary motive, that of finding out what the rest of this creature looked like. At the moment the only thing I could see of this creature from another dimension was just the tentacles, and the way it seemed to cover the whole building the main body must be huge. “Im sure there are other girls here you might ask and they may enjoy what you like, I wont tell anyone about you if that’s what your worried about.” I told it, like any one would believe me if I told them, that much I was sure of.

When it said it was in my mind I had gasped a shiver went up my spine, my face turned paler then normal in such a situation. “Y-you know its considered very rude to be reading peoples minds, and if your as civilized as I think you are, then you know this and I would like it if you stay out of my mind please.” I tell it politely though I found it weird to do so since it had in its mind of having its way with me. I believed this was just the prelude to his little game with me, the tentacles would withdraw from me only to become more dense at the exits I wished to take, I still hadn’t spotted the main body which I figured would be easy to find by following then tentacles, but there was so many of them in this library, I was just happy they didn’t come after me yet.

“Why would you want to feel are pleasure anyway? Don’t you have your own types of sensory to your own body? Why use another’s to get what you want?” I kept talking hoping my logic wouldn’t fail me because at this point it was the only thing giving me courage to figure out what this thing really looked like.

The girl's fear was rather obvious. However, she wasn't screaming or anything like that... she was trying very hard not to panic, and not to cower. Instead, she responded with anything she could think of, to try to get him to go away and leave her alone. It was amusing when they did things like that. Probably a sort of defense mechanism in some of the girls. The fact that he showed such a reasonable, personable face to them made them think -more like hope desperately, since there was nothing to lose- that they could talk him out of what he wanted. Well, it was a good opportunity to explain himself clearly, and get her to acquiesce without incident. After all... it was definitely preferable if they didn't fight (much).

Of course, he could also read her mind at the moment, and had learned to do so very deeply without either notice or any harm. It had taken some experimentation, and in fact the creation of entire human brains to really master his techniques, but he had grown quite a bit of knowledge on the subject. She was indignant. And he took a little offense! He didn't think of her as a slut at all. A human slut, if one was going to use the term in its intended meaning, would be one who is unusually easy for a male of the species to bed (to use other vernacular) and as such, that really didn't count for any of this. He wasn't giving her a say in the matter. But she WOULD enjoy herself... or at least, her body would, at worst.

"Miss Komiko, I wouldn't worry too much over your inexperience. You aren't either, really, since you're mostly just attempting to get me to leave you alone, by whatever means at your disposal. However, that's not going to happen tonight. I'm afraid I must insist... you're the girl I've chosen tonight. Incidentally, I've already spoken to the people in charge, and they don't mind at all. You would be surprised at how flexible the faculty of this school is on matters of aliens coming and doing things to their students. Really, quite liberal of them."

He was joking, in that last little bit. And why not? He knew how to joke... he figured, however, that she wouldn't get his humorous little aside. Of course, he was serious about the information on the school... but saying it in a light-hearted manner pleased him, for whatever reason.

He observed her attempts to see his main form. She was edging along precisely to find it. She actually wanted to see! Well... he wasn't going to refuse her desire, since it seemed rather rare that the girls would focus on anything but the tentacles themselves. But he'd have to warn her, first.

"I'll show you the main part of my body, then, if you'd like. But promise not to panic too much. It's really not so horrible, compared to the overwhelming number of tentacles, but... if you really wish to see it, I'll allow it. You can even touch it! And be touched by it, in time, but that's a different manner. Speaking of which, however... about that. What I am going to do is pleasure you as much as is physically possible. You probably won't even be able to think by the time I'm done. You'll wake up tomorrow refreshed, your memories intact, and with a quite pleasant experience under your belt. There isn't a lot you need to do, though I can always show you some rather amusing tricks, really. As for why, well... my pleasures are different than yours. Just as you might enjoy a television show... I enjoy the sensations of your pleasure. It's really quite addicting!"

I continued to sneak around and notice how the tentacles would retreat from me, I wasn’t sure how they worked, if they sensed my body heat or was it the vibrations of my steps, it fascinated me at how they worked but it was obvious they were being guided from the main body which I haven’t quite found yet or was the thing seeing every movement I was making other then being in my mind.

I was listening to what he was saying about my inexperience which made me feel stupid in some ways almost like a little girl but I was pleased it didn’t think of me as a slut, but I didn’t remember if I had voiced that out or thought it, as soon as the realization of where he found that bit of information I knew I began to blush and get angry “I said stay out of my mind you..you... Antipode you..” I stomped my foot the pain from the force I used made me wished I didn’t stomped so hard as it made my foot and knee hurt. It said it would show me its body if I didn’t panic but at this point I was more in an anger mood then a panic mood, I was just hoping it had a face I could slap, the anger had washed away all fear I had before and finding the main body would been nice so I could give it a piece of my mind and slap it silly.

It had continued to speak about its self and its body. “Oh I want to see it alright and as for touching it I plan on it, I just hope you have a face to it.” my voice quiver with anger, hoping it had left my mind or least stop prying into it, I would admit there wasn’t anything interesting in my mind to be poking around, most would think I was boring and not want to hang out with me other then Pia and Michael not to mention the imp I had summoned by accident, though the thought of him made me smirk seeing him in that speedo and swimming cap in my mind.

I did find it odd that it would have choice me, some one that wasn’t really that pretty compared to all the other girls at this school who looked like models or goddesses and me just a homely looking girl that liked books and riding horses. My anger renewed when it said the school was allowing these creature to want to molest us as if prostitutes being subjected to there wills because it was claiming the Campus was are Pimps. “That’s a Lie!!” I yell at it, my anger was so great that tears was coming from my eyes.

I no longer cared about the tentacles as I stomped throw the aisle looking for the body, the heat from my face from the anger dried the tears quickly but my face was red not from embarrassment but pure heated anger. “Just wait till I find you, and I hope you have shins as well as a face.” I say moving quickly throw the rows of book shelves watching how quickly the tentacles retreat sort of made me feel powerful unlike that attack with that planet thing.

I was getting even more angry if that was possible when it talked about pleasuring me, as if I would want that. “You talk about pleasuring me, alright... you want to know how you can get me excited? That’s easy let me leave and that would be pleasuring enough and you still get the feel good jolly’s from that.” I tell it still moving fast throw the book rows not really paying attention I had tripped over a step ladder almost landing on my face as I lay on the floor dumbfounded, my skirt over my round ass my blue and white striped panties.

The girl was quite endearingly angered at this point. Fear had given way to irritation, and she was literally stomping mad. He'd wondered where the source of that particular idiom came from... and now he knew. Some people, when they were angry, actually DID stomp their feet, in an amusing but ultimately futile display of their emotional state. Still, he wasn't going to stop reading her mind, or spying on her thoughts... but he supposed antagonizing her about such things would be counterproductive, so he'd be sure, at least until her mind was too distracted to really notice, to not show her that he was reading her mind. No more mentions of those things inside her mind... he could use more clever methods, after all.

"Alright. I apologize for making you feel like I was invading your mind. That was fairly... rude of me. I'll stop. I promise you you'll hear nothing more of it." That last part was certainly true, anyway. "Since you wish to see what my main body looks like, I'll show you. Attack it all you wish, though I may have to restrain you if you're not careful."

And at that... a form would be there. It was strange. It was like... a large spherical thing, floating there. It was large enough for several people to fit inside, easily. Tentacles came out of it, though it didn't really look like all the tentacles around here were coming from it. It was about the same color as the tentacles themselves, clearly made out of much the same material, a greyish brown organic, fleshy thing. As it floated there, Antipode spoke again, into her mind. Perhaps now she'd realize a little of what she was dealing with. She felt powerful for now... perhaps she'd lose that feeling. Or, if she didn't, why not make her feel powerful, a little bit?

"Konomi, I'm afraid I have to decline your suggestion. Your anger aside, I've chosen you, and so I will have you. It's much like... have you ever chased a kitten, intending them nothing bad but something you thought of as pleasant? You're much like such a kitten, resisting in much the same way. Understand the analogy?"

I had picked my self up from the floor my anger subsiding as it apologized at reading my mind but I was still going to slap it when I saw its face. I had dusted my self off and fixed my skirt to cover my panties once more, I moved in a quick pace still looking for the main body. I had found my self back near my desk when it showed its self my mouth had open in surprise at how huge it was, I quickly closed my mouth not wanting to look stupid or rude since seemed more intelligent then the plant thing.

I had whispered more to my self then to want it to hear me. “Dam no face or shins.” I was puzzled at how that thing manage to get throw the door being that big. I had listen to what he was saying about me being a kitten, that statement alone had the effect of cooling me off quickly since looking at it in that perspective did make since, being I had saw a kitten I was trying to capture and play with and no harm intended for it though it had gotten away and I ended up not having a good day after that thanks to another creature like this one, well not so much like this one but close enough.. Well it did have tentacles.

I was displeased at it not wanting to let me go but I was no longer worried about the tentacles believing them not wanting to get near me gave me a false sense of security allowing me to think I was in charge and not them. I moved around the ball like thing looking for any kind of face and thinking there must be a way it sees “Where are your eyes and what part of you is your front? I don’t see a mouth so im guessing the only way you can communicate is throw telepathy hence the ability to read minds as well.” my curiosity had gotten the better of me now washing away the anger for the most part though a slap was still on the surface of my mind.

Antipode watched her. She really had lost her fear of the tentacles. That was good... and she was calming down, anger replaced by curiosity, fear replaced by a bit of reason. She didn't seem that bad of a girl at all, really. The alien being observed her quietly for now, letting her walk around, free of fear, observing HIM and the parts of him that he was showing. She was actually asking him about himself. He listened intently, deciding how it would be best to respond to her questions. Though she might not notice it, the tentacles had begun, even already, to slowly inch towards her. Though they were still, now, a distance away, every time she looked away and moved a good while, they got just the tiniest bit closer to her. Really, now, if she looked really carefully, she could see they were now, while still beyond arms length, a good deal closer than they were before!

The central sphere, however, the main center of what he chose to manifest here in this location, floated there without moving, or seeming to move. In fact, it hovered with a slight imperfection, bobbing up and down slightly, but that was more for effect than anything else. Just to show off a little more clearly that it was really floating, and capable of movement, not just sitting there like a lump on a... piece of air, you could say.

"Well, Komiko, to begin, I don't need any eyes to see. This you see before you, of course, isn't my true form... but it is the form I am taking on this world. I could use a human form as well, of course... and in fact I do, in a certain kind of way... but this one suffices quite well. It's accurate, in the manner a circle is an accurate representation of a sphere."

Laughter, then. She'd hear him laughing a little bit... well, not hear, precisely, naturally. But she'd nevertheless experience it in his voice, not hers, in her mind. Antipode continued quickly, then, on to other things.

There's no real front. And you're right about no need for a mouth. However... if you'd really like, you could see inside of it after awhile. I promise you it's a rather comfortable spot. Speaking of which..."

One of the tentacles, then, glanced lightly against her hand. She could grab it if she wanted. It wasn't grabbing her yet. It was just there. It seemed he was getting a little bit... anxious to move forward, didn't it?

I listen to the alien as it explained it didn’t need eyes the part about not having a front logically was correct in an abstract facet though if there was a way to tell the different one could say a sphere had a top and bottom if there was a point where you could orient it like for say the ground hence the bottom would be closes to the ground and top above. Something had touched my hand it was warm but cool at the same time, I pulled it back startled at being touched which brought me out of my thoughts.

I had pulled my hand away as if something was going to burn me when I realized it was a tentacle right there I looked at it suspiciously wondering what it was going to do. I looked back at the sphere as it continued to explain about its self as it had confirmed my speculations of one aspect of its self, it added something new I didn’t expect but explained how it may have gotten in this small confined of this room. “So you have the ability to morph into any shape you desire including complexes forms?, is that how you enter this library?” I asked him becoming more interested in this creature. It had offer to let me inside the sphere, though I was curious I was also suspicious of its intent. “What’s inside the sphere and why would it be comfortable, explain?” I ask in a suspicious tone. Though my hand did rest on the tentacle that seemed more to me like a gentleman offering his hand as an escort but I was hesitant to move at this time.

I hadn’t notice the other tentacles getting closer yet I was to fascinated about the origins of the creature and my mind started to think what his true form would be. “Why don’t you use your true form on this dimension or at least a fare representation of it here?, something like this on this dimension around humans is... how do I put this with out insulting you. Umm I guess terrifying would work as a good enough word for this state.” I tell him as my curiosity allows me to move a little closer to the body, I begin to wonder what the body was like and what elements it used for its construction, it appeared organic the tentacle I was touching sure felt organic. I wanted to look inside the sphere but I wanted it to tell me first so I wasn’t surprised at what I found, so far this creature has been noting more then a gentleman, and most of the other creatures that I ran into had attacked first so my guard was letting up some towards this being, which was probably a mistake.

"Actually, I didn't move it in here through any physical space... it was something more akin to what you'd call teleportation. This dimension is surprisingly easy to move through, so much so that physical size doesn't even matter... of course, it would seem solid enough for you, but let me explain. Let's say you have a piece of paper, and draw a line on it. Let's say, for some reason, you cannot trace your finger over that line. But, instead, you can lift your finger off the page, and place it on the other side of that line without any trouble. That's something like what I can do... only to three dimensional space, unlike the two dimensions of the paper. Do you understand? It's a pretty good explanation, I think."

His talking really had more than one purpose... it was also a great distraction as the other tentacles approached her. Really, now they were close enough to grab her without difficulty. But he wasn't the meanest monster by any means, so he didn't just grab her and be done with it. The tentacle she got to examine stayed there, moving somewhat but never really trying anything too unforward... but several othe tentacles approached her then, one poking at her side, the other moving around near her head, a third by her other arm. He was ensnaring her quite well without using much force... but if she DID try to escape, well... she wouldn't be able to move more than a few feet at this point if she tried it.

"As to my true form... you really wouldn't be able to see it. I could make some kind of illusion of it, probably, but it'd be no more real than an illusion of three dimensions on a flat screen... less real, since you aren't equipped to conceive of it. Really, this form is quite useful... and, speaking of your other question, the inside is quite soft, and warm, and, well, it's something you might appreciate more after we begin. Your mood just isn't quite right for it yet."