Isabel leaned back against the thick tree behind her. Upon her lap was a sketchbook filled with pages of her drawings, nothing she would willingly show to anyone... there were based off of her many secretly written errotic tales. Pictures of vampires drinking the blood of a girl while thrusting inside her, tenticle rape with all sorts of monsters and girls, alien threesomes or more.

For these reasons, Isabel was very far away from the school, in a clearing off of the beaten path. She had made a mental note to make her way to this section again many more times to come. It was private... and so far no one had desturbed her. Currently her pencil was sketching an image of tenticles shooting out of a box in a spaceship cruiser, holding a naked woman bound while tripple penetrating her.

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Cory watched the young woman. He was hidden in the shadows. He crept up to just behind her watching curiously as she was drawing tentacles. Cory liked tentacles. Ever so slowly one his tentacles crept out then quickly wrapped itself around Isabel's leg.