Ishtar suddenly felt some sort of wet tongues began to cover her frame. W-what's going on? Ishtar could feel something brushed against her throat, then she could feel her shirt being unbuttoned. Before her chest was completely exposed as the shirt was opened up. It was then that she realized she was not wearing her bra.

Whisperer was a bit surprised to be greeted by bare breasts as he opened up Ishtar's shirt. Of course, she had said she sometimes had memory problems . . . and it would certainly make things easier for him. Still, he couldn't help teasing her a bit.

Ishtar . . . Naughty . . .

The monster slid his captive's now loosened garment up her arms and onto the tentacles that restrained them. Then he transferred his grip, reversing the roles of the appendages involved so that he could set the shirt aside, yet still maintain a hold on his quarry.

After laying the girl's shirt on a nearby bench, he brought those two tentacles back to her waist, hooking them into the top of her skirt. Meanwhile, he moved his maw around to undo the lower garment's catch.

Ishtar felt embarrassed as the creature taunted her about not wearing a bra and having her breasts exposed to the monster. She could feel her shirt being pulled up her body until it mostly on her arms. No, p-please... A tentacle wrapped around each of her triceps as it kept its grip on her as suddenly her blouse was pulled completely free of her body.

The creature seemed to be undeterred by her protests and the little movement she dared make over the well as a pair of tentacles slowly began to undo her skirt. Soon the poor woman would be clad only in her panties.

Just as Whisperer thought, the embarasment he had caused, coupled with Ishar's pitiable protests made her even more cute and sweet. Her blue hair was almost like the frosting on a perfect little cupcake. He was very lucky to have been awakened by such a prize.

Having loosened the girl's skirt with his maw, Whisperer pulled the garment down, removing it in much the same way he had with her shirt; switching roles of the attending tentacles in the middle of the operation in order to maintain a firm grip at all times. Soon enough, the skirt joined its counterpart on the bench beside the well.

At that point, Whisperer took a moment to survey his captive's nearly nude form. From her long blue hair and cute little ears, down her nearly perfect hourglass figure and long, slim legs. But far from a mere appreciative look, this was a deep scan as the alien directed his psychic senses along the girl's nervous pathways, seeking the place that might be most receptive to first contact.

Ishtar could only watch as the creature pulled down her skirt down her long and slender legs, again more tentacles seemed to reach out and wrap around her thighs as others let go of her ankles. The young woman tried to hold legs out wide to try to keep her skirt on her legs. However the skirt had been undone and was plenty wide enough now to slip right past the woman's ankles.

The skirt disappeared out of view, as the poor woman soon found herself completely nude save her yellow-tulip themed panties. The panties were strictly against the rules though the blue haired girl rarely followed that rule as much as her own preference as her own forgetful ways not remembering that rule.

She struggled a bit but again that well served as quite a deterrent and kept her from doing anything too ambitious. N-no...I don't want this happen to me. The young woman giggled a bit as she struggled her breasts swaying from her movements. Little did she know that would be the focus of the creature seduction of her.

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Guided by his psychic senses, Whisperer moved his maw into position before his captive's chest. Neither her restricted struggles nor her protests deterred him, for the hunger drove him. Besides, he knew her writhing and vocalizations would soon be for the sake of pleasure.

In the near-dark, the transparent monster was nearly invisible, so Ishtar probably had no warning before four long cat-like tongues spread out to envelop her left breast. Spreading over the slopes of that luscious mound, they began to massage her firm flesh. The tongues squeezed and relaxed over and over again, slowly shifting postions as though mapping the surface of the girl's precious globe.

In truth, Whisperer was targeting and stimulating specific nerve clusters. Each cycle of movement and contraction should build on the sensation of the last, producing a 'waveform propagation' effect of pleasure.

Ishtar had no idea what was going as she could not see the creature in the twilight of the day. She really could only see the outline of the creature above her and really it was because the sky above her was slightly obscured by the transparent monster.

Ishtar let out a shout of surprise as she felt what seemed like tongues begin to spread over her left breast. What the...ahhh... The blue haired girl felt the tongues begin to grip her breast as they massaged the firm mound. The tongues would squeeze and massage the orb over and over again as the they explored her breast.

Slowly the young woman could feel the pleasure building as her breast became more aroused and more sensitive with ever movement of the tongues as they began to make her more and more suspectable to the creature.

As his captive began to becom acclimatized to the action, Whisperer added a new sensation. Extending another of his trunks, he engulfed Ishtar's right breast, sucking the whole mound up into his maw. The tongues inside began to writhe against her tender flesh as the trunk contracted gently and rhythmically. The resulting ripples of sensation contrasted nicely with the ongoing precise motions of the other maw's tongues.

Yet while while Whisperer worked the young woman't breasts mercilessly, he continued to avoid direct stimulation of her nipples. As he had done to other victims in the past, he intended to make those little buds super-sensitive through sympathetic arousal before he assaulted them directly.

Just as Ishtar was getting use to what was going with her left breast, suddenly she felt something begin to engulf her right. The young woman let out another loud moan as she felt what seemed like a dozen tongues begin to wash across her breast in a rhythmic pattern. The young woman gasped in surprised that both her breasts were being aroused in different ways.

Yet even as the poor blue haired gasped and moaned she had not felt the touch of the creature on her nipples. Instead they would slowly harden on their own as her breast were stimulated over and over again.

Though at another time, Whisperer might have worked his captive's breasts until her nipples were throbbing with desperate need, the alien found he was too hungry to tease for long. Thus it was only a few minutes before he shifted his focus - just long enough to ensure the hardened buds were at peak sensitivity.

The maw assaulting Ishtar's left breast moved to engulf its target so as to continue squeezing the mound while its tongues retreated upward to begin work on the crowning pink pebble. The tongues of the other trunk followed suit and soon both nipples were being flicked, tweaked, pinched, pulled and rolled by four strong dextrous muscles each.

While he captured the girl's attention with his vigorous stimulation of her breasts and nipples, Whisperer slowly eased her legs farther apart. A third maw silently emerged and drifted down toward her panty-clad mound.

Ishtar gasp and moaned that felt her breasts being worked over and over again. She could feel her that nipples becoming hard is being arousal from the way her orbs was being manipulated. Soon she was sure that her nipples were being throb.

It was then that she felt tongues engulf her left breast completely. Ishtar let out a loud moan as she felt tongues began to play her awaiting pink tip, just before her right breast was engulfed while the same thing happened. The young woman closed her eyes as she felt herself being overwhelmed as her nipples were being flicked, pulled, rolled, and pinched in every direction possible.

Even as that was going on the blue haired girl's legs were slowly being spread apart. The young woman was too caught what was going on above to notice that more of her lower lips were being exposed even if they were covered by her panties.

Whisperer neither stopped nor slowed his assault on Ishtar's breasts, his maws contracting against the mounds while his tongues played with her nipples. Yet soon another sensation was added as his third trunk reached its target.

Four new tongues emerged and spread over the girl's still covered mound. They traced the contours of her sex through her panties, pressing the sheer fabric into her folds as they explored every crevice.

Ishtar could only gasp and moan loudly as she felt her breasts being squeezed in ever direction at once even as tongues continued to tease her nipples.

The blue haired girl eyes went wide with surprise as she felt a new set of tongues and begin to spread against her panty covered flower. The tongues seemed to follow the shape of her covered lower lips. The young woman let out a loud moan she felt the material of her panties being pushed into her heated sex as it the tongues continued to explore.

Whisperer continued to tease his captive for a short while, using his third set of tongues like fingers to feel her pussy through the thin fabric of her panties. He briefly considered making the girl foul the garment through orgasm, but decided they were probably already wet enough. Besides, he was too hungry to wait much longer. More direct stimulation seemed the most expedient course of action.

The monster hooked his tongues around the crotch of Ishtar's panties, pulling them away from her sex. Then, pressing her legs together slightly, he slid them down those shapely stems. Using his free pair of tentalces to shift his grip higher, he cleared the way for his maw to remove the garment and set it aside.

Finally, he gently, but insistently pulled her legs apart again as his maw returned to the now uncovered target. Four nearly invisible tongues writhed in anticipation as they reached for the girl's bared mound.

Ishtar gasped and moaned as she felt what seemed like fingers through her panties as they played with her flower. Her panties were already quite wet from her arousal. Even now the blue haired girl could feel her flower was already getting ready to bloom for the invisible fingers than continued to play with her netherlips. The young woman let out a long moan as the creature began his next step.

Ishtar gasped as she felt the fingers wrap around the her panties and began to pull them down and away from wet sex. Even as they did so, her legs were pushed together as the fingers seemed to pull her panties further down. Before the blue haired new it she found panties had been moved completely removed from her body.

Ishtar attempted to look down the length of her body as she realized she was now completely vulnerable to this monster. Already her legs were being pulled apart to exposed her aroused sex. The worse part was that she knew the invisible fingers would return to her flower, but she would not know when until she felt against her heated sex.