Please? Well, that was fast. She would feel, once again, an emotion coming from him. Amusement... nothing condescending, either. He was enjoying himself, and she would realize that easily from the feelings he sent her. In response, he picked up his teasing. He wouldn't penetrate her yet, oh no... but the tendril would rup a little harder, in response to the movement of her hips.

The moist little tip rubbed harder, a little faster. It even delved a bit farther, to her inner lips, rubbing up and down against that opening of hers, even putting a little pressure on it. But no... he would not enter her yet. He wanted more than just a single "please" from her. Her legs would be spread even wider, her arms moved up above her head, the other tendrils sucking on spots on her body moved harder... he wondered how much he could cause her with no more than this.

Please? Please what? Do be specific.

"Ohhh.." she groaned, in her young, high voice, "Y-you're so... cruel.."

She shifted about, turned on by how vulnerable and open she was. The slight increase of movement of the tendril furthered her pleasure and desire.. but it just wasn't enough!!!

"Please.." she echoed, writhing in need, "Please... do it.. faster.... ahh... ah....... more..... mmm... bigger..."

Cruel? Perhaps in a sense... he was teasing her, playing with her. Making he rwant more, and then only giving her a little more. After a moment, after she spoke, the tendril pushed forward, as if it was going to penetrate her... but then it didn't at the last moment, and pulled away lightly. It began rubbing up above her sex, up to her public area, tracing lightly there above her clit. It seemed he wasn't done teasing, was he?

That larger tendril, the same size as the others, approached her then, and touched her opening. It wiggled lightly at the opening, but did not enter. Finally, the smaller one tracing her public region went down, and flicked at her little clitty, lightly, barely touching it at all.

Hmm? What do you want me to do with this larger one? She would know he knew precisely. But he loved teasing her. Her goraning and begging was so cute.

"Mmmm..!" she shivered, smiling as he tickled her little clit. The other tentacle teased her pussy, drawing out more delicious liquid from inside her - it dripped onto the end of it. She could sense the little sucker on that large tentacle..

"I.. I want.... mmm... please.... um.... in... ahhh.."

Her body squirmed in the air, trying to find something to touch her, to satisfy her lust, her need to be played with.

The teasing of her cute little wet clit was unbearable. It just wasn't enough!!

Hmm... She would feel the tendril barely touching her clit press down. It rubbed harder, rubbed seriously, the moist, warm appendage touching it, pressing at it, with some similarities to how Riko would probably touch herself there. Above, the tendrils wrapped around her breasts would begin to milk at them, those pulsings taking on a whole new demeanor, as if it was trying to drain her of nonexistent milk...

Down below, she would feel the larger tendril begin to slip inside of her, moving past her opening, slowly, slowly moving an inch... two inches inside of her. It was warm, and definitely moist, from a combination of her own juices and its own nature. But then... it stopped, and began pulling out.

Beg for it.

"No..!! No! No!! Please!! Put it back!!! ...again!! Again!!" she cried out, thrashing her arms, legs and head all at once. "You're so cruel!!"

It was true, but very few men (or women) would find it difficult to resist the sight of her thrashing, sexy body, droplets of her pussy's juice flicking across her legs, over the tentacles. Her body needed it so badly..!!! She needed his huge, thick tentacle inside her, pushing in as deeply as it could go, tickling, pounding, stroking every part of her pussy at once.

"Oh..." she moaned deeply, trying to be sexy for him, trying to make him cave in and fuck her hard.

Alright... this was enough. He had teased her enough, it was time for the next stage... yes, there's be several more to go. What he would do next was not the limit of what he intended... though it might seem so to the girl, who did not know Antipode's true form.

Alright. As you wish. As she wished. That was a good one. Perhaps she would feel it WAS what she wished. Which would make it even more perfect.

The large tendril slowly moved back in, first and inch, then another... but then, suddenly, it pushed all the way inside of her, the large tendril stretching her hot, wet insides. Almost immediately it filled her entirely, and she would feel the ridged shape, the small bumps on its form, especially as they entered her, but even deep inside. For several long moments, it simply seemed to wiggle and writhe inside of her, twisting and turning inside of her depths.

Her eyes widened and she gasped out loudly as it slid suddenly into her, stretching her so wide. It was a shock to be penetrated so suddenly and so completely. The little bumps and knobbles on the tentacle rubbed up against her pussy walls creating an exciting little buzz of friction inside her.

Now she was thrashing with ecstasy.

"Oh..! Oh!! Oh!! It's so... ahhh!! So good!!!"

Her body rocked and rubbed up against all the tentacles that were playing with her, her bound hands gripping tightly onto the tentacles that trapped them.

Such gratifying sounds. Her gasps, her shudders, her rocking and thrasing, they encouraged him greatly. He could feel her pleasure spiking, and did not want it to end. He enjoyed it... it was what he was here for, to create this feeling and... feel it himself. It was... well, it wasn't a taste, but it was a truly pleasant sensation. And one that he wished to bring farther and farther, for as long as possible. Oh, no, she would not get much of a break for quite awhile to come.

Is it, now? I think I can do better than this... She would feel the tendril stop wiggling and writhing inside of her, and begin to pull out of her body. It was large, so the fact that it was gone would be noticable, a slight emptiness deep inside of her. It slid out, the bumps and ridges causing more friction, more touch, than a simple cylinder would cause. Soon, the large member was nearly out of her body... and then it pressed in again, as fast as before. For a few seconds it wiggled again, roughly inside of her form, and then it began pulling out again, very slowly... it seemed he intended to change things up on her a bit.

She would feel him let go of her arms, allowing them to drop down or move to whatever area they wished. Tendrils moved to her back, holding her up, making her as comfortable as possible, even if her arms were free. He wondered how he would use those... or what new sorts of writhing she could do. For now, at least, he kept her in this position, as if laying down in open air... but he wouldn't keep her like this forever... oh no.

Riko moaned out loudly as the tentacle pushed suddenly back into her. Her body shuddered, but relaxed against him as he held her up. As her arms were released, she moved them behind her head, opening herself up completely, arching her back. Her fingers dug into her own hair, grabbing fistfuls of it, trying to distract them from going down between her legs. Her boobs felt light and tickly against the little tendrils caressing and squeezing them.

Riko bucked her hips against the tentacle between her legs, trying to induce more pleasure in her little pussy. "Nnng.... oh... more... please, Tentacle-san... ah.."