Naomi desperately lit herself a cigarette as she sat cross-legged in the sand. She wore a tight black shirt with a short mini-skirt. She had only been here for a day and it was already freaking her out. She was running out of smokes, and all of the other students seemed so weird to her. Some of them appeared to be afraid, while others just didn’t seem to notice her. She had no friends, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted any in such a weird place.

She exhaled the smoke, looking around her. The beach was empty this late at night, and she was glad for that. She brought her hand up her own skirt, and rubbed her pussy softly. She was sexually aggravated. She’d usually have a boyfriend to deal with such things, but it was an all girls school! She didn’t mind experimenting with girls, but there was nothing like a good strong man. She sighed, and pulled her hand out and rested it on her lap as she took another drag. She really didn’t want to stay in this place any longer, but no one gave her any choice.

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Lurp's near endless patience was growing thin, his bar had gone several days without discovery and he was beginning to wonder if it was a waste of time. Restlessly he rolled along the beach, shifting forms rapidly in a expression of frustration.

Following the tide line he started to skirt the water, riding the waves, becoming part of the ocean then solid again. Flowing along in the ocean always managed to calm him down. He was so preoccupied with the waves and the tide that he barely noticed when a particularly high splash nearly slammed him into a girl sitting on the beach.

Immediately he regained his composure, lowering his viscosity, becoming indistinguishable from the water of the ocean and drifted away. He held his position in the waves watching the girl on the beach intently. She seemed a bit confused as to where the giant splash of water had come from but he was relatively sure she had not detected his presence.

"What a pretty young thing." Lurp burbled to himself as he admired the shape of her body beneath clothes that barely covered her. His determination reignited, he started inching forward towards her with each wave.

Naomi heard a splash and her grip on her cigarette strengthened from the sudden noise. It wasn’t like her to be afraid of such things, but last thing she wanted was for her smokes to be confiscated. She didn’t have enough to last her until she got herself out of this place, and was soon going to be going cold turkey-- involuntary. She gazed around, but decided it was just the water playing tricks on her. She gazed out into the dark, only stars lighting the night sky tonight.

She twirled a ringlet of her brown hair as she went into deep thought. She couldn’t help but try to plan some get away from this place and back into civilization, but she knew that it was near impossible.

Lurp gauged the movements of the young girl carefully. He had indeed startled her but she apparently had a lot of other things on her mind.

All the better he thought. Slowly but surely he started separating himself from the water and moved closer to her still. Careful to still match the motion of the waves he started lapping himself up to her feet.

"Very soon my dear you won't even remember what it was that you were thinking about" He snickered to himself as he lapped higher and higher onto the beach, his presence a perfect emulation of the ocean, sound, feel, timing. Slowly but surely he closed in around her.

Naomi untangled her folded legs and spread her legs out forward before pulling them up to her body. She rested her head on her knees, and brought the cigarette up to her lips once again. She rolled a couple lop-sided smoke rings out of her mouth before exhaling it in one thin line. This place is boring, she thought, but somehow relaxing. She rolled her eyes at the thought, feeling as if she was beginning to sound like some lonely girl. Maybe she was lonely though. She was used to switching schools, but this was far different.

Her eyes scanned over the waves. Even though she couldn’t see much, the sound of them calmed her nerves, or maybe it was the drug going through her system. She didn’t really know.

The silly little tramp, Lurp thought as he grinned. He was already all around her and she hadn't stirred from her position. He took a brief moment to congratulate himself on his masterful camouflage before he started to make his next move.

"This is not ordinary puddle of ocean water you sit in my dear...very soon you will know, but by then it'll be too late." He whispered to her, barely audible, no more than a breath on the wind.

Then he began his work. He swirled softly around her in subtle circular motions, stirring the sand in which she sat, brushing himself over her ass and tender pussy. Tickling her toes as he pushed his body between them. Pulling more and more of himself out of the sand around her increasing the size of the puddle in which she sat.

Naomi noticed that the land underneath her had felt wet. She cursed herself in her head for allowing herself for not noticing the tide coming in. She flicked her cigarette towards the waves, hoping that they’d bring it out. She heard something, but she couldn’t quite place it. She figured that maybe it was just her mind playing a trick on her.

She felt movement of wetness on her pussy and mentally moaned. She was sex starved, and even the water seemed to turn her on. She closed her eyes, and forgot about the whole leaving idea. She couldn’t see his increasing size, but she felt it.

Lurp allowed himself an audible laugh in the sound of splashing water, the girl was already wet and he had barely started working on her. She must've been waiting for something like this all day.

Very well, mind as well up the ante, this "don't get noticed" stuff was driving him insane. Quickly he brought himself fully out of the sand, bring the puddle nearly up to her breasts. In fact it was no longer a puddle at all, she was suspended in a globe of water completely self-supported above the sand.

Then, just as quickly, before even giving her a chance to react, he solidified his body around her, trapping her where she sat. She could move her arms and most of her upper body but was firmly held in place from the abdomen down.

He studied her face intently now, then slowly but surely started forming a head out of the gelatinous mass in front of her. He was done in a few seconds and grinned back her lecherously with her own face.

Naomi was disturbed from her little slumber when she felt the water lift. Once her eyes shot open she felt him solidify around her. With a gasp she tried to push him off, but found that she couldn’t. When the face became formed she screamed, and removed her hand from pushing him away and brought her palm up to his face. She drove her hand forwards towards his nose-- trying to do anything to get him off her.

“This isn’t real,” she said once she stopped screaming. Her eyes clamped shut and she screamed again. “I’m just tripping out-- this can’t be real!”

She tried to move out of the solid, but found it impossible. She was strong, but he was obviously stronger. She grabbed onto her head with her two hands tightly, trying to will him away. Try as she might though, it wouldn't really work.

Lurp laughed her openly, in her own voice. He could emulate it perfectly after hearing it just once.

"Real or not doesn't matter, soon you will simply start FEELING." He replied sweetly to her in her own voice.

He liked it when she struggled against him, he liked it even more when she tried to hit him in the face. "Not my face darling...your face." He snickered as the head just became a mass of jelly whenever she struck him, forming and reforming in her image.

Slowly within the goo, he started forcing her legs apart. Melting a section of his body inside, he started swirling himself in circular motions against her wet sex.

He reformed her head next to her and whispered to her haughtily, "Don't cry baby...it won't hurt...much." Then he started laughing and as he did his features and voice started forming and reforming, shuffling through a myriad of faces and voices he had seen in all his travels.

His body started to rise in level as well, sliming their way upwards towards her breasts, tugging at her tight shirt.

This would be good.

Needless to say, Naomi was becoming more and more confused. She tried to convince herself this was just her tripping out, but it was failing. It made sense though, if it was a dream. She was vain and sexually frustrated

She stopped trying to hit him, because she knew it was pointless- but that didn’t stop her struggle. When her legs were forced apart she tried to squeeze them back together again. She soon felt him swirling against her which only caused her to melt more. She felt the tugging at her shirt, and her breasts slowly began to harden. Her body was loving this, but her mind wouldn’t give in so easily.

Her body tensed itself up and she opened her eyes. The faces-- so many faces. She tried to portray a tough face, but her eyes showed her fear.

"Don't, just stop!" She yelled hopelessly.

Hearing her quavering voice give him such an unsure command made him laugh even harder, suddenly he stopped changing and laughing and just went silent. He shifted back to her image and stared intently at the mixed emotions on her face.

Beneath the surface he redoubled his efforts, forming hundreds of tiny little nubs rotating in opposite directions against her sex. His body crept up her torso and in one swift movement, tore her clothing from her body and deposited it in a heap. The goo splashed up to cover her breasts and started kneading them every which way.

"I am curious about human emotions...my emulations of your kind are generally perfect but sometimes...the eyes...they're not quite right. I want you to show me more."

With that he formed a thick member and stuffed it into her mouth, starting to piston it in and out.

"Show me...show me everything...pleasure, fear, desire...I want to see the empty look in your eyes when I've completely used you for more than you're worth."

Naomi didn’t enjoy when people laughed at her pain, even though she had laughed at others numerous times before. When he stopped she stopped yelling, and just held her mouth open. A single tear came down from her eye, tracing slowly down her cheek. As he started moving more her face showed more emotion, and her mouth widened some as she gasped softly into the night air.

As they began working on her breasts she moaned. He was good, she’d give him that. She thought felt her pussy wet with some of her own juices, although she couldn’t really tell because of the wetness there already. She voluntarily opened up her legs a little wider to let him in. Sure, she was afraid of him but she couldn’t help but want more.

Her eyes widened as the thick member filled up her mouth, her lips spreading their widest. When it began coming in and out she tried to even her breathes out but it was night impossible. She moaned again, but around the member.