Satsuro watched from the shadows of the side of the changing room at all the beachgoers. All of the girls were wearing such attractive swimwear. Many were laying flat on their stomachs with the top of their swimsuit off, catching some rays underneath the alien sun. Others were playing volleyball near the boardwalk. Out in the sea, he could eye surfers, jet skiiers, and one parasailor. There were far too many spectators here. There was no way he would be able to prey on a girl here.

With incredible speed, Satsuro ran out of the shade along the outer edge of the beach. Even though he was out in the open now, no one would be able to see him in time. He dashed through the crowd, evading every person with great ease. Satsuro suddenly had an idea and started pulling loose the bikini strings of every girl he passed by. In no time, his ears rang with the high pitched screams of embarrassment as the girls wondered what could have possibly taken their bikini off. By the time he reached the end of the crowd, Satsuro snagged loose 48 bikinis. He laughed to himself at his accomplishment.

Satsuro ran to a small reef at the base of a cliff several miles away. He went over to the shadows of the cliff and coalesced with it, appearing to become invisible. He knew that girls frequented here often, either to practice swimming or to go for a swim and eye the aquatic wildlife. Whatever the case may be, Satsuro knew a girl would frequent here. All he had to do was wait.

Nanaca walked down to the beach, this part being secluded enough for her to sketch in peace. Too often she would end up with a volleyball in her face or sand being kicked in her sketch pad if she tried to draw in the more populated part of the shore.

She arrived at a spot near the cliff, and settled down promptly, her platinum locks brushing against the sand as she sits down, the spikes of her collar glinting in the summer sun as she lays there, slender legs propping up her pad while dainty fingers let fly with her pencil.

Satsuro perked up when he noticed the girl approach the reef, carrying a sketchpad. The girl sat down in the sand not even ten feet from him. She must have come here for some peace and quiet. Well, that was about to change very quickly.

Slowly standing up so as to not alert her, Satsuro crept silently over to her. She had such a beautiful figure; long, slender legs, perfectly rounded breasts, and the ever so famous hourglass figure. Satsuro was going to have fun with this one.

His heart rate increased and adrenaline pumped through his veins as he was within two feet of her. There was no way she would ever stand a chance escaping from him. Leaning down over her shoulder as she hummed silently to herself, he opened his mouth and said, "Boo!"

Her eyes widen as the voice erupts from out of nowhere, quickly looking to the side, she spies an ominous figure gazing straight at her, causing her to shriek. With no hesitation does she throw her sketch pad away, picking herself up and running away from the strange being as fast as her feet can take her.

Satsuro grinned as the girl ran away as fast as she could. He took his time and watched as she futily tried to run, nearly falling over herself a couple times. When she was nearly a quarter mile from him, Satsuro decided then was the time to react.

He charged forward towards the girl, crossing the distance in a very short time. As he reached her, he grabbed her from behind and held her up in the air as she frantically screamed and thrashed her arms and legs in protest.

Her small frame was easy to lift, little effort was needed to pick her up off the ground. Soon she was some distance off the ground, held captive by her yet unidentified assailant.

"AAHH!! let me go!!" she screamed, flailing her arms and legs about in an effort to inflict some harm on him. How he closed the gap was of no concern to her, all she wanted was to be free of its grasps.

Satsuro's skin turned pitch black, and his clothes were torn off as he morphed into his True Form.

Tentacles erupted from his back and immediately went for the yound girl. four wrapped themselves around her wrists and ankles, and a fifth went for her pussy.

He forced it in and out of her sanctuary, wiggling it around in her womb before pulling it out and repeating. Two more tentacles began to rub her breasts, and one more inserted itself in her mouth.

Terror filled her eyes as black appendages restrained and silenced her. Once again it seems, fate has played a cruel prank on her. She struggles to get free of her binds, futile as it may be, when another appendage makes it way into her slit, the sudden entry causing her to scream into the one in her mouth. She pulls and tugs even more as tentacles wrap themselves around her breasts, clearly not enjoying the monsters treatment of her.

Satsuro grinned as he saw his treatment begin to have its effect on the nubile young woman. With his two remaining free tentacles, he guided one to the girl's ass and slapped it hard enough to make her scream in pain, but not enough to bruise.

His other tentacle pressed in between her tight butt cheeks. He applied more force, the intruder breaking into her back door eight inches in. Satsuro pumped her ass slowly, the tentacle easing its way in and out repeatedly. He continued slapping her ass, knowing just how uncomfortable it must have felt by now.

The tentacle ravaging the girl's slit expanded, causing distension in her pussy, expanding out her womb. She could feel drops of precum dripping in her pussy from the tentacle. Almost immediately afterwards, she tasted the precum from the tentacle in her mouth.

Satsuro felt himself about to reach an orgasm. He concentrated on trying to hold it off long enough for this girl to reach her climax.