The day dawned clear and bright, as most did on the island. The sun crept over the horizon and slowly illuminated the thick forests, the stalwart campus buildings, the shining beaches.

Dendrite awoke from a slumber on the bottom of the sea. The creature rested there, a handful of meters down, as the sun steadily climbed higher. At this time of day the girls were probably getting out of bed, choosing sexy uniforms, soaping each other up in the showers...well, an alien could dream, anyway. In any case, they were probably all far away from the beach.

And yet...Dendrite sensed an approaching presence, a flicker of human life. Had a student ventured forth to the beach? The old hunger flared in the aquatic alien, and it slithered forth, slowly moving up toward the edge of the water...

Feet making only the quietest padding noise as she walked, a towel slung over her arm and a small tote bag with books and sunscreen, Izzy felt the sun warm her skin through the simple orange one piece she was wearing. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, just to keep it out of the way, and she had no shoes on.

After getting to a spot she deemed nice, she spread her towel out and sat down, proceeding to coat all the visible parts of her skin with sunscreen. After being throughly lathered she wiped the excess sunscreen on her towel before pulling a worn book from her tote. The book had clearly seen much love because there was hardly anything holding it together, the spine barely there. She smiled at the book and patted its cover lightly, knowing that the book would soon nee to replaced, but she would read it till it fell completely apart.

She laid on her stomach and curled her legs up above her, propping herself up on her elbows so she could read and watch the ocean. She was soon lost in the world of knights and princesses, and evil monster.

Dendrite let its body float gently up to the surface, eye peeking just slightly up out of the water. Aha! A girl Dendrite had never seen before, settling herself on the beach, spreading a lotion over her skin in the most sensual manner...It was difficult, but Dendrite waited until she had immersed herself in her book before the alien moved further. The creature slithered from the ocean, tentacles extending to reach around the girl; the monster felt a thrill in its heart as it loomed over her, knowing even the most athletic female would be unable to escape before the tendrils could capture her...If she were too distracted to notice Dendrite's approach, eventually its shadow would fall over her book as it gazed down at her beautiful body.

The wild but predictable story of medieval times held Izzy's complete attention. Whenever she could, she would immerse herself in any fantasy worlds she could, trying to fill her spookily empty head. It didn't matter where the book took her, as long as it took her away from her head. She read fast and there was almost always the sound of pages turning. She turned another page and stuck her finger on the page, holding it, before moving herself so she was sitting criss-cross on the towel, leaning forward to hold herself up with her elbows. She opened the book again and returned to her fantasy life, blocking out the rest of the world.

Dendrite paused for a moment. The young woman was so intent on her book that she hadn't even noticed the alien's approach. It was really quite cute! Dendrite almost felt unwilling to interrupt her.

Almost.

Dendrite slithered around on the sand and settled behind the girl. It reached down with several tentacles, a couple grasping the girl's waist, the others rubbing at her shoulders...almost massaging as they explored the texture of her skin. "Mmmm..." A deep, rumbling sigh came from the creature's bulk as it touched her.

Izzy shuddered slightly, feeling something sliding around her waist and touching her shoulders. It was a pleasant feeling, making her feel like she was at a spa and getting a massage. She glanced at the ocean, pulled from the book because of her 'massage' and saw an oddly shaped shadow falling over the sand and her book, not noticeable to bug her, but enough to make her wonder. When she heard a rumbling hum come from behind her she froze, a little panicked. She hadn't expected anyone else to be on the beach this morning, and wondered just who was bold enough- just nice enough- to come over and touch her randomly. She sighed happily, though, the massage feeling nice. It was easy enough to ignore the hum she had heard, she imagined it as a dragon in its cave, rumbled about the knight taking the princess from him, and went back to her book.

Dendrite chuckled, a rather dark and deep sound. A couple of its tendrils coiled around the girl's upper arms, making sure she couldn't escape. The alien continued massaging her back, and a few more tentacles began to rub over her thighs--it was obvious the creature was skilled at massage, perhaps quite experienced. Dendrite hunched its bulk slightly against the girl's back and murmured to her--"Good evening."

Pulled back from her medieval revelry, Izzy closed her book and dropped it down to the towel, shuddering at the feeling of something touching her thighs while the massage continued on her back. She felt her arms being held by something that felt cool and slimy. When something oddly shaped touched her back and she heard a murmured greeting she felt her heart drop, panicking. This wasn't just a friendly person, this was something else. Something weird. Suddenly, the massage- although still feeling good- terrified her and made her squirm in the grip of the restraining appendages on her arms and hips.

Dendrite held onto the girl's arms and thighs as she squirmed, her back sliding against the creature's ridged skin. More chuckles could be heard from the alien as its tendrils coiled around her thighs, slowly--but firmly--forcing her to spread her legs. "Mmm, you are cute when you are scared," Dendrite growled to her.

Izzy squirmed furiously in the grip of the assailant, trying to dislodge her arms or legs from its grip, and to her disappointment, it was all in vain. She whimpered a little, feeling her legs forced to spread like that. Deep down knowing what it had in mind, but working her mind hard to find a way to get away from this thing. Hearing the thing laugh and comment on her being cute when scared she flared her nostrils, annoyed. She moved and squirmed some more, trying to get the creature off her back.

Dendrite laughed darkly as the girl squirmed. The tentacles slithered over her body, massaging her chest through the thin fabric of her skirt, sliding over her bare thighs and leaving trails of slime. The alien's grasp loosened enough for the girl to pull her arms free and perhaps turn around...so she could see the creature behind her, its single blue eye as large as her face staring right at her.

Izzy continued to squirm as she felt the appendages moved to her chest and felt an unwanted pang of pleasure as they began to work over her breasts. She clenched her eyes closed before wiggling harder in its grip before realizing that the creature had loosened it grip some. She could turn around, if she wanted, she thought. But did she really want to? It could all be a figment of her imagination, or it could be something even worse. Taking a deep breath, she decide it was better to know. She turned around- and although the feeling of the slime on her thighs made her skin crawl, she continued moving- to look at the assailant. She mouth dropped open when she saw a giant eye staring at her. Her breathing became quick and panicked and she turned back away, returning to her squirming, but lowering her head, shaking it from side to side. " This isn't happening. This isn't happening. I just fell asleep, on the beach thats all, a dream. . ." she muttered to herself as she tried to squirm away from the creature more.

"You may think that if you wish," Dendrite murmured to the girl. "Awake or asleep, you will share my dark pleasure..." The tentacles pulled at the straps of her swimsuit, tugging it down off her shoulders--then the tendrils wriggled into the top, brushing over the smooth skin of her breasts to massage and tease eagerly.

A shudder slithered down Izzy's spine as she felt the creature's tentacles wriggled over her breasts. It was almost like a massage still, but it felt too good to be a normal massage. She felt her nipples start to rise and push against the fabric, showing sightly on the outside. She continued to shake her head from side to side and muttering her, 'Its just a dream' mantra, as the tentacles went about their teasing of her breasts. She trailed off in her muttering to actually form a coherent sentence. " Stop this, please. Why are you doing this?" she asked, her breath continuing to come out in panicked bursts.

Dendrite laughed at the girl's words. "Because I just love human females," the creature growled. "And you are a delightful specimen. Healthy, fit...inexperienced, but I can take care of that." The tentacles yanked her swimsuit down to expose her stiffening nipples, pinning her elbows to her sides. The alien began to brush the slimy tips of its tendrils over her nipples, teasing them relentlessly.