The sun hung high in the air as Jennifer made her way to the beach. Wearing her hair down, allowing it to travel just below her shoulder blades, and the school's swimsuit, which she felt clung to her slender body too tightly, like all of the clothing she had been issued.

She had decided on the previous night to skip school and escape from the beach, even planning on which route she could take to get out without being seen. The school had not lived up to her lofty expectations yet. She quickly realized any sporting teams the school had were not competitive, she had not received one phone call from her parents about how well she was doing, and she had been unable to forget about the horrible nightmares she had been having. She cringed as her train of thought brought them back into the forefront of her memory, her left hand tightly grabbing at the cross that dangled from her neck. She hoped that a quiet day at the beach would calm her down and give her a chance to see the good things her new school had to offer.

She cracked a rare smile as she approached the beach for her first time, her emerald eyes wide as they traveled along the coastline, her lung deeply inhaling the salty ocean breeze. There were almost no other students there, as classes were most likely still running, giving her plenty of choice in finding the perfect spot.

Her pace quickened as her sandal laden feet hit the sand, causing her large chest to bounce slightly in the tight confines of her swimsuit. Upon reaching what seemed to be a lovely spot, a nice long flat stretch of sand underneath a small tree, she eagerly unfurled a beach towel onto the ground.

She deftly threw herself down upon the towel with no hesitation, laying on her back as she stared up into the clear blue sky. Running her right hand playfully through the sand as her left draped across her flat stomach, she closed her eyes slowly as she attempted to let the warm sun melt away all of her negative thoughts.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the shapeless form oozed up the beach, making his way across the sand to where the girl reclined.

Fucking sand. He hated the way it stuck to him, crept into his body, clung to him inside and out.

By the time he'd snuck up behind her, his movements were obvious from the sheer amound of sand he'd picked up.

He REALLY hoped she didn't pick this moment to look up.

Jennifer let out a sigh of relief as the sun beat down on her young nubile body. She felt a little guilty about cutting away from school to come here, but the peaceful surroundings and the sounds of the waves seemed to make everything feel right.

After a few moments she began to roll over, when she heard a soft grinding sound, as if the sand were slowly rubbing against itself. In response she sat up and lazily opened her eyes, shielding them from the sun with her right hand as she looked for the origin of the sound.

As her jade orbs landed on the culprit, they widened in fright. She quickly jumped up to her feet, causing her breasts to bounce teasingly inside her swim suit as she yelped. Her eyes stayed locked onto what seemed to be a jellyfish somehow crawling it's way towards her through the sand as she begin to walk backwards.

Soon she gasped as he firm rear brushed up against the trunk of the tree she had been laying next to. She looked back at it for a second before turning back to what she believed was a very weird jellyfish to decide what she was going to do.

"All the fucking swimming pools," the crature grumbled, "and you had to bring your tight little ass out to the beach. Look at this. I've got sand in places they don't even have WORDS for."

Even as he griped, hoever, tendrils extruded from his shapeless body, lashoing out to grab her.

"Wanna know what it feels like?" he chuckled cruelly.

Jennifer's Eyes grew wide the moment the blob in front of her began to speak, quickly realizing that what was sitting in front of her was no stray jellyfish. She soon yelped loudly as the being in front of her quickly lashed out at her, jumping behind the tree for shelter from the first set of tendrils sent her way.

Jennifer hid behind the tree for a moment, cowering behind it from her assailant as she thought about what to do. She obviously couldn't stay, but she did not know how fast the blob was, or if it would chase her if she ran. According to it's first sentence, it had targeted her and followed her out here, so there was no way it would just stop if she asked.


She reached for her cross sitting on the top of her large breasts, and squeezed it tightly as she prayed for help, shortly before bolting away from the tree towards the school. Her long, slender legs seemed to carry her effortlessly as she sprinted away, hoping the being following her would have no way to chase her down.

Quickly darting after her, he flowed like water, picking up sand and tiny seashells as he went along. Again the tendrils formed, lashing out and grabbing at her eagerly as he forked off, intent on forming a circle around her.

"You can run, little girl," he jeered, "but I can move in ways you can't imagine."

Jennifer continued to run at full speed, her well trained body seeming to carry her effortlessly away as her large chest bounce with each foot fall. She had been keeping herself fit and in top shape, and she was sure a blob that had trouble catching her once would surely be unable to chase her down.

Soon, the being proved her wrong though, as she watched it arc in from beside her and cut off her route back towards the school. She went to stop, gritting her teeth as her feet slid along the sand a few inches before she began to turn.

Halfway through the turn she let out a soft whimper as she saw the blob encompassing her from all angles. Her eyes widened as she felt warm tendrils wrap around her ankles from behind, screaming as she saw more lash out from the front towards her young body.

“Stop it! Please!”

She whimpered and tried to swat at the tendrils, knocking a few away before they inevitably wrapped around her wrists tightly. She continued to pull her wrists and legs, hoping the gel that held her fast would miraculously let her break free.

The first thing he did was yank off that fucking cross, and, with a chuckle, fling it away into some thorny bushes nearby. "You really believe your superstitions have any power here, little girl?"

Teasingly, he stroked her nipples with thin tendrils through the fabric of her swimsuit. A leering face formed, with vacant eyes, no nose, and a horrible, phallic tongue that her dragged across her cheeks, coating them in slime.

"Look into my eyes... And tell me if you really think that little fashion statement of yours has any power attached to it. If your god's watching now, he's probably jerking off."

He snichered cruelly as more of the small, gentle tendrils teasingly caressed her thighs. He didn't really care about her religion that much, but insulting it would make her scream louder, scratch deeper, and bite harder. It'd be that much more satisfying to show her how helpless she really was.

Jennifer continued to stubbornly struggle against the beings grasp before gasping as another tendril lashed out at her chest. Grabbing the cross and effortlessly yanking it off her neck, she growled and in a futile attempt, tried to raise her arms to catch it as it flew into the bushes nearby.

Her eyes widened as she felt tendrils at her chest once more, this time teasing the nipples of her pert breasts. She whimpered and wriggled around in his grasp, yelping as she felt a slimy tongue trail across her soft cheeks.

She scoffed at his next sentence as he teased her religion once more, “The charm holds no power, the being behind it does. If he does not strike you down, He must see this as a test of my faith. I wouldn't expect a monster like you to understand though.”

She cringed as she felt more sand covered tentacles explore her body, teasing her milky thighs as she wriggled and struggled desperately against his grasp on her. All along, she hoped, prayed, and fought desperately, trying to find a way to end the selfish onslaught of the blob that surrounded her.