Bria woke though the trouble with her Narcelpsy was keeping track of time. Often she assumed she woke at some point during the day though there were others where she thought it was a day later. Often if her Sleep Paralysis was particularly bad upon waking she believed it to be the following day especially if she had something planned for it when her panic would strengthen over running late.

Today was such a day. At least she managed to make it to the bed this time. Her Sleep Paralysis involved that werewolf again. She took a look at her watch, it was nearly four and she raced to get ready.

Dressing in her casual attire, a pair of khaki shorts and a blue sleeveless blouse. She grabbed her beret and headed out to met with her fellow Tramps after grabbing her notepad and pen. She always grabbed something to write with.

But it was tomorrow in fact that she was suppose to meet with some of the other girls. Granted it was near the sight where she and some of the others encountered that pair of monsters. She was off before she had realized her mistake arriving with little time to spare she had not realized just yet how mistaken she was.

(I take it that I can hop on in.)


It had wandered off slowly in search of more food. The monster that appears almost like a massive slug was drawn to the area, it could feel that there was more prey in the approaching area. Even though that it had just recently feed, it was still hungry, still starving. And with its ever so growing body it was only to get even more hungry.

Up ahead it could sense a living being, a lone figure that was just out in the open like that. A perfect target for it to hunt. The slugs approach was slow at first, however when it was getting more in sight of the figure it knew that if it was going take time closing in. The prey may escape.

And so, the slug for every three inches that to move begun to sprout four stubs along the sides of it, to accumulate for the change of giving it some form of legs the body mass shrunk down a bit, but its size was still relatively large. When each stub was a good length in size, it begun to use them. In a bizarre turn of events, the slug basically entered a long sprint straight at her.

With that, a large slug the length of 4 feet and body height just enough to reach up to 2 feet. came in a violent rush. On its front 'head', a hole mimicking that of a mouth opens up. A clear intent of it was to tackle the target to the ground.

(sure thing )


She wasn't so much as oblivious to the dangers here, not any more than any other student that had learned of the darker nature of the island though she was practically single minded at times. Her focus had been on the rendezvous which ironically wasn't even for the day but this allowed the slug to creep forward.

Without the presence of wildlife the sudden stillness of sound didn't give a hint to the fact that shit was about to go down and it had managed to creep in closer. Closer still as a sudden idea struck and she jotted it down before forgetting only to leave off in mid sentence dropping both the notebook and pen as she say this thing charge at her.

Bria did not have time for a good look, reminded of one of the three slimes she had encountered or was that four? Had that black sludge been the same one or different beings? She did not travel that line of thought though her reflexes kicked in.

Unfortunately for her she stumbled back rather ungracefully plopping down on her rear just before the thing tackled her. She had found out then that it was not a slime but that was about the only thing going for her, it not being a slime perhaps she could scramble to her feet … well, that was less than likely given that the air had been knocked out of her lungs presently and she was half a step behind on her reactions.

It had seemly succeeded in getting the target to the ground. With a slight approached towards her, its unnaturally round mouth opens wide, showing a large stub of a tentacle at the end where the supposed mouth meets its 'throat'. A threatening manner crosses it head as it closed in on its prey.

Lifting up the front of its body, showing off some its underbody that started to mutate. Growing out its supposed chest several 'suction' cups formed along the surface, surrounded by miniature clamps that would be intended for her clothing. The front stubs that were its 'legs' were transforming into a heavy mud-like substance like clay or the sort.

Only giving a few second of time between its standing on its rear legs and morphing its body, it basically lungs over and body slams on top of her pinning her to the ground. The clamps grabbing ahold of her top as the suctions took over and clutched on the area right above her nipples, sucking tightly as the clamps begun to twist and tear open her blouse.

The 'arms' grabbing for her upper arms as to keep them from thrashing around. The head moved to close in close to hers. The tentacle emerging out and presses towards her mouth.

While her body struggled in it's efforts to move her mind still worked processing things rapidly for what good they would do her. Her eyes widened at getting a better look and being a writer she had a little knowledge of this and that and thus as it reared back on it's legs she had associated that with animals making themselves larger to be more intimidating.

Usually it was to warn off adversaries and she realized that if this was an animal that she was about two seconds away from this getting ugly. It had not helped any that she was knocked prone and thus made smaller … she saw once by holding her arms out she made the illusion she was bigger than she was, she guessed it worked along the same lines of those frilled lizards that inflated their necks.

Her body was coming around though before she could scoot back to far it had been upon her. It's body shape changing in the blink of an eye like the impressive Mimic Octopus, it pinned her and she could hear the taring of that shirt as it went to work.

Her arms pinned she struggled in vain, knees attempting to jam into the creature though she could not generate too much momentum from the bottom position, that and it felt squishy like er, a slug. It was probably boneless too and that mouth, the tentacles in it, her heart raced what was it doing?

“NOOO!!!” She twisted beneath it trying to get free. Not since the airborne slime and those strange tendrils had she felt the same spike of fear and with the tendrils it wasn't so much fear but pain, intense pain, though now she had not realized if this would be mere moments from that end.

Upon tearing away her top, the clamps removed small piece that should remain on her as the suctions began to suck along her nipples, teasing them ever so slightly with plucking at the tips every once in a while. While that was happening, the clamps that were on the upper part of the body slowly emerge back into its body as they were simply moving to change positions and now targeting her shorts. Pulling at the elastic of the waistband without must restraint.

Finding some annoyance with her attempts at kicking its body and the yelling. With some thought pattern in its 'mind', it figured that all prey will react the same way. So it'll need to silence them the same as before.

The tentacle from its mouth shot forwards and pressed into hers, moving in to the back of end of it. Its width size expanded to be more filling. Though when it does reach the back of her mouth, it'll stop itself just enough for her to keep breathing through her nose.

Three small thin tentacles emerge from its underbelly and moved down, squeezing down into her shorts and underwear straight to her clit. Two of them wrapping around it to start teasing her slightly. The third tentacle went past it and started to press on the crack of her pussy.

It felt odd, the suctioning over her breasts, the thing even invaded her mouth with one of those tentacles and she immediately had a flashback to the sea of tendrils that assailed her and Nichol. If her eyes could go any wider they would have. There was no getting out of this now …

Yet as her mouth was taken she felt the thing swell … but to her surprise it had done what the tendrils did not, cut her off from breathing. It was simply gagging her … it was intelligent? Or was it after something other than inflicting pain?

She knew the obvious of course as it continued on with her shorts. The feel of it easing along her sex, that alone generating a mild yet natural reaction and while she hated this situation it was all to apparent that it was hopeless, not that she could have done anything about it.

Her nipples stiffened as did her clit. Her hands bunching up into firsts though she stilled, pressing her eyes closed. Maybe it wasn't going to hurt her if she place up no fight, and so she froze even as she felt the arousal sweeping against her as it proceeded to make a mockery of her clothing. Bria was focused on getting out of this moment more or less intact if she could manage it.

With the clamps focusing solely on tearing open her shorts, it managed to rip most of the band allowing easier entry into the front. The smaller tentacles continued to work along her clit and the crack of her pussy. As it could feel little resistance coming from her and with some instinct decided to move to the next stage and prepare for its new meal

The suctions on her nipples moved as to flick them around in a ever so slightly teasing manner.

Re-emerging its rear legs, the entire body now rest on top of her. From its bottom, it seemed to morph most of its tail into long wide tentacle. Along the sides smaller suction cups emerge as the tail wiggled for a few seconds before a quick smack right onto her pussy, merging with the third tentacle that was rubbing along her crack. Turning the tip to face her entrance as the tail align with it.

It slight pressed in as to tease her, but... That only lasted for a second, and the tentacle thrust at full force into her. The suction cups clinching her sides as it went all the way to her deepest part.

It made short work of her clothing as it moved over her. She had encountered her share of bizarre entities that the island had to offer, she should have been use to gross, but some how could not get passed the fact that a slug was essentially atop her pinning her to the ground.

Her breasts ached at the attention they received and she let out a cry as she felt the slap of a tail against her. The sensation stung, perhaps the lack of bone there made it sound worse than it actually was or it had been holding back some, she didn't know though that tail joined with what she could only imagine was a tentacle since she could not actually see what was transpiring.

It even teased against that heated slit generating even more moisture but it was brief as it was not wasting any time pressing into her flower in one sharp thrust. It hurt filling those tight depths though after experiencing those tendrils she could not complain though she let out a now muffled cry from her gagged throat coming back to life as she squirmed anew as if to buck it from her to little avail.

The tentacle in her pussy twisted and sucked on her moist walls. The suctions taking in every drop it could take. With the small amount of energy it started to take in, its body was showing sighs that it was growing. The tentacle in her pussy, started to push in more as it takes as much of her energy as possible.

The tentacle that was in her mouth pulsate against her gagging, shifting back an inch before moving back into place again. The very tip of it began to open up and smaller tentacle emerge, shifting to the back of her mouth and somewhat probe the entrance of her throat.

All of this was the monsters way preparing for its main course. With a short line of thought giving it enough motive to push its prey to the limit and see if it could get a good amount.

Something was happening, she could feel something in her mouth as it continually adjust it's size in her mouth. Other tentacles broke off of the main one as her mouth was probed. It did not so much as choke off her breathing and though she did not understand what it was doing it seemed to be testing where the limits of her body was.

Her body moistened in response to that tentacle that pressed into her, the very nature of it's body seemed to conform with her own better. There was the pain of that initial thrust though it could resize itself quite well with it's boneless nature.

Her pussy clung against it, that wet mass sealing around it snugly as she twisted and moaned. The suctioning on her breasts continued and her moans had been choked off as her mouth was continually filled as it stabbed into her nubile body further enticing her as her body became Judas, betraying her as she was pressed closer to the inevitable.

Shifting its tentacle back and forth in her pussy, it simply continued to suck the moisture up and add it along to its own body mass. Having its tentacle move forwards, tip poking along the walls as they tighten around it. The monster was getting more livid with this prey, some thoughts were entering its mind.


The tiny tentacle that moved around her mouth started to push a bit more deeper into her throat, With the tip it simply begun to 'tickle' her throat ever so slightly, to observe her reaction. Once it gets such, it'll react accordingly whether to pull back up or change forms and take a more violent approach. With the main base in her mouth, it simply hanged on and twirled itself almost like a drill but in a slow manner.

While it toyed with her breast and nipples, the main body was expanding as though it was moving to wrap around the rest of her body and just hug tightly onto her.

At first her head shook from side to side in a feeble effort to dislodge it from her mouth but it seemed to make adjustments advancing only so far to tickle at the back of her throat, almost but not quite reaching her gag reflex. Each time it had gone that far it had pulled back but seemed always daring to scout out her throat further.

Yet as it did this it bloat and folded about her making it impossible to escape now as that mass moved over her. Her breasts tingled in delight as they were toyed with though it was that tentacle tail that had ensured that she was kept wet as it drilled into her.

Muffled cries emitted from her mouth and she trembled feeling the first waves of pleasure surge over her. Of course it had not stopped, that throbbing release felt so damn good as she clenched even tighter against it as it took what it wanted or needed, she had no clue as to which though if she were to guess it seemed that the things here functioned in want.

She did not associate the size increase with any particular need or getting what it was after even though it drank up her juices there was always a fresh supply to take their place. She could even feel the stirrings of a second orgasm so close on the heels of the first since she wasn't given the opportunity to come down from the high that it had already brought her to.

Sucking in all of the juices of her orgasm, the monster started to grow in body size. The tentacle inside her became more tighten as the suction cups clung onto her walls, with the intention of sucking her dry it seemed to thrust in and out much harder than before. With the new found of energy it took, a strange emotion was emerging, excitement.

Though it didn't take effect right away with this new feeling, the monster became more alive as the base of the tentacle in her mouth pushed in deeper. The head begun to open wide as though it was going to 'bite' down around her face, it didn't have any teeth and the feeling would be nothing more than a slimy mess spreading across her head.

Along her breast, the flesh extended out and grabbed her like massive hands. Playing roughly with them.

She felt that eagerness grow forcing more muffled sounds from her throat. Her eyes, still pressed closed, saw shadows prompting her to open them. Curiosity was a strong emotion though she had wished she kept them closed.

Like someone in an electric chair she jolted this way and that though getting free what quite hopeless at this point she thought that it was going to eat her! And yet her body continued to betray her even as she screamed, a muted sound as she tossed her head from side to side feeling in engulf her, those eager thrusts combined with the new sensations on her breasts triggered that second orgasm that was steadily approaching.

There was nothing that told her she would be slug food when she woke this morning, really did anyone wake with that thought?

Breasts toyed with roughly, she had always be insecure about their size though she got no complaints though she did gag a few times with the tentacle within her mouth, that “bite” feeling odd, almost as if a sticky mass was spreading all over her those she could still breath the air smelled similar to what one would inhale upon opening a container of that slime toy about everyone got at one time or another when they were real young.

And still it showed no signs of slowing down but speeding up as it forced a second climax from her quivering core.