The girl tried her best to remain courageous in the face of this certain doom. What a degraded way to go. RIP Alluris V. Klinginberg: Choked on tentacle cum. Man, that was going to make such a weird headstone. Aw well, at least it had felt really good there at the end. Hell, she was dieing while experiencing sexual climax; that had to count for something.

But this was not the end for Risa. In an unforeseen act of mercy, the oral tentacle departed her gaping lips and was replaced by a much thinner tendril. At first, the girl coughed on the intruder as it tickled her windpipe. However, as it settled in, she was able to catch her breath even through her cum-filled nose and mouth. As the tendril filled her lungs with life-sustaining, fresh air, Risa breathed out the excess naturally. This caused bubbles of cum to pop at the surface of her nose and mouth. Her tongue also worked diligently to try and shovel the pool of cum out of the corners of her lips. The work was slow-going, but she couldn’t turn her head to wretch out all the cum that wouldn’t fit in her tiny stomach, what with the tentacle still holding tightly onto her hair.

It was that tentacle that kept her leaning back into a position that allowed the various tentacles on and around her body to hose her down with a torrential shower of cum. Her delicate, sensitive skin screamed at the sensation of the hot fluid splashing against her, only to immediately start to cool in the still air of the shed. Getting painted like this seemed to light her entire body on fire with ticklish pleasure. She had it bad enough with the gangbang in her lower holes, but this treatment only ensured that she would be simply incapable of coming down from her heights of ecstasy.

Despite her near-death experience, Risa did in fact just keep on cumming like an obedient slut. The hot, splashing cum both inside and outside of her body triggered her oversensitive nerves into going positively haywire. Her pussy especially seemed sexually insatiable. So long as those glorious little bastards embedded in her tight sheath kept pumping, she just kept right on squeezing in reply. It was a completely automatic reaction by this point, entirely outside the realm of Risa’s own self-control. She could only sit back inside her own mind like a helpless spectator, as she watched through the alien’s vision at her own cum-glazed body.

“You saved me. Why?” the girl could barely form the question to project at her tormentor. Her brain felt frayed at the edges. Still, she had to know why this unfeeling monster would do such a thing. Admittedly, a part of her was afraid of what the possible answer might be.

At long last, the torrent of cum began to subside into a trickle, and then an assorted spattering of drips. As the deluge faded, the tentacles holding her backwards relaxed, allowing her to finally pitch forward. The tentacle in her anus slowly withdrew, and a bulging mass of cum followed it out of her rectum. As it popped free, her defiled asshole was left to twitch and spurt jism slowly onto the floor. The tentacles inside her pussy continued to gently fuck her in an alternating rhythm, reluctant to leave her hole as long as she continued her ceaseless climaxes. To 263's sexually-driven mind, it felt as though it could hold her here and probe her depths for days, constantly satisfied until it was ready to begin ravaging her all over again.

263 somewhat delighted at her question. She seemed so confused, so surprised, when the answer was so simply plain. One of its tentacles brushed against her face, stroking it gently as it spoke into her mind. "Couldn't. Let. You. Die. Too. Much. Fun. To. Fuck." Risa had been the perfect sextoy throughout both of her assaults. Vulnerable, resilient, and primally eager to please and be pleased, her body responded in the most delightful way no matter what it did to her. And now it knew it could drive her to this ultimate release, making her body a treasure trove of sex and climaxes. It wasn't about to let a tantalizing fuck like her die so pointlessly. It shoved both tentacles into her snatch to emphasize its point as it felt her climax again.

All good things come to an end, and eventually the tentacles began to withdraw. With their loads spent, they began to retreat into the holes from which they had emerged. As they disappeared, a few stayed behind to draw over her abused body like fingers tracing a fine statue. "Good. Slut. Good. Fuck," it labeled her with mocking approval as it felt along her finer features. Slowly these tentacles began to withdraw as well. The tentacles in her pussy were the last to go. They withdrew slowly, caressing her soft folds lovingly as they departed. They finally popped free, leaving her hole empty to shunt out as much leftover semen as she could. As the last of the tentacles slunk back into the shadows, the voice returned in her head. "I. Will. Fuck. You. Again."

Visions flashed through Risa's mind in quick succession. She saw herself in different places around the island - a classroom, a beach, sitting in her dorm room or lying in her bed, showering, outdoors in the woods. She wore different outfits - her uniform, her bathing suit or a bikini, casual wear, sometimes nothing at all. But no matter the scene, and no matter her dress, there was always one of 263's tentacles shoving into her pussy, fucking her and making her scream and moan as more descended to grope her tits or fondle her ass. No matter where she went or how she tried, rape was inevitable for her.

And then it was silent, the tentacles slipping into the shadows and out of sight. The visions faded, and then the only thing she could see was her own sight. The last thing to go was the screams. Outside, the anguished cries and pleas of her classmates slowly faded, and were replaced by the same happy liveliness that had been there before.

The moment that the monster eased its hold on Risa’s upper body, she moved forwards until her chest and face were pressed against the wall of the shed once more. In this position, she spit up all the excess tentacle cum still floating in her mouth and upper throat. Once she had cleared that out, the tentacle in her airway retracted and slipped back into the shadows. Risa gasped to regain her natural breathing. She tried to wipe her nose and mouth clean against her shoulder, but there wasn’t an inch of her that wasn’t coated with a copious serving of monster jizz, so that didn’t really help any.

The girl yelped as the tentacle in her ass retracted fully with a wet pop. The moment it was free, her ass ejected a cascade of excess cum onto the floor. It was gross and embarrassing, but the girl couldn’t control this reaction. She was simply too full of cum to be able to hold this much inside of her small, slender body. To be perfectly honest, the pressure was painful in her stomach, and she’d rather put up with this now then try and make it all the way back to her dorm to get rid of this load in her bowels.

Through the monster’s shared sight, Risa saw the tentacle approach the side of her face. Her natural eyes opened to peak at this unwelcome newcomer, and she pressed herself against the wall as if to hide from him. However, all the tentacle wanted to do was to stroke her cum-stained cheek like an affectionate lover. The teenager blushed crimson as the monster replied to her question. She didn’t really understand. Why save one girl when he had dozens of them out in the pool area already? Was she really so special to him? How could she possibly be that much better a victim than any other student that he had snared? Risa thought these questions only in passing, and didn’t actually pitch them to her captor. After all, she was still pretty distracted down below.

Although the tentacle in her ass had left her empty in that hole, her pussy remained double-stuffed with those two, skilled tentacles. Instead of leaving her, they continued to rock her in the same manner as they had before, only quite a bit less violently. The effect, however, was no less intense for her sensitive love sheath. While her upper body leaned against the wall for support, her hips pushed out against the steady intruders as they milked her for every orgasm she was worth. Risa emitted a tiny whimper as she felt herself cave in and gift them with one last climax for their diligent work. As she came, the tentacles buried themselves fully within her pink silk to experience this final ecstasy.

While her cunny spasmed, a few remaining tendrils stroked her cum-riddled body with what felt like reverence to her physical form. The monster continued to taunt her with labels that she hated, but were nonetheless fitting to her nature. Even as he touched her with his vile tendrils, acting mockingly affectionate, she could not bring herself to squirm or smack his tentacles away. She liked the way he touched her, even if it was for the wrong reasons. It felt nice to be desirable, to feel wanted. Although, admittedly, to be desired and wanted by an inhuman serial rapist was definitely stretching that concept beyond its limits. Alas, these tentacles soon left her as well to retreat with their brethren into the shadows from whence they’d mysteriously come from.

That left just the naughty twins in her pussy. They caressed her inner walls like affectionate cats, and she squeezed them back in return. Parting with them felt... strange. It was like they had given her a gift, but she knew better than that. Her long, multiple orgasms had been no gift. They’d come at a very steep cost to her. Worst of all, the monster’s voice returned to confirm that such a transaction would be made again. Risa didn’t respond, except to shiver bodily. Whether it was a reaction of dread, or excitement, even the girl herself could no longer discern.

Risa remained still against the wall, like a possum playing dead, while the tentacles all fully retreated, her shared vision was broken and the real noises of the pool returned. The girl choked back a sob of relief when she realized the trick that had been played on her. Now that the monster was gone, this was not the time to draw attention to herself. She needed to get cleaned up, and she needed to get back to her dorm.

Cold, and wet with cum-stains, Risa crawled on her hands and knees to the shelf that held extra towels. She grimaced as her sore muscles ached when she reached up for one of the white, fuzzy sheets. As she toweled herself dry, the girl realized that she couldn’t leave the shed with alien cum stains all over the wall and floors. Although there was a drain, it wasn’t going to clean the farther mess that they’d made in here. Begrudgingly, she reached up and grabbed two more towels.

She couldn’t believe she was cleaning up the scene of her own rape. Alas, she only did it because she’d probably get kicked off the swim team if she went home with the shed in such disarray. Still crawling on her hands and knees in the dark, Risa mopped up the cum in the shed, and pushed it all down the central drain. When that was done, she hung up the net that the monster had left laying off to the side.

Finally, Risa crawled to the corner where her bathing suit lay. It was cold, and wet, and her body hurt in unspeakable places when she slipped back on. That couldn’t be helped. She couldn’t just walk back to her dorms completely naked. Lastly, the tarnished beauty grabbed two more towels from the shelf. One, she draped over her slumped shoulders, the other she used to bundle the three towels that were now drenched in... oh, she still didn’t know the monster’s name, and now they’d fucked twice. Well, she put the towels drenched in his cum into the clean towel, and used it to carry them all in her arms, which ached from being restrained for so long.

Risa slipped out of the shed, and then limped her way to the lockers. Rather than change there, she just grabbed her clothes and threw them on top of her bundled towels. Then, she limped all the way to her dorm room in nothing but her bathing suit and the towel across her back. She walked huddled over, and barefoot, which got her no small number of dubious looks from her fellow students. The teen no longer cared what any of them thought. Not today, anyways. Perhaps not anymore, period.

Her dorm room was empty, thank god. No roommate meant the bathroom was all hers. She threw her clothes on her desk, and the towels into her hamper. Once she’d locked herself in the bathroom, the first thing she did was to collapse in front of the toilet, lift the seat and wretch until she’d emptied her stomach of every last ounce of semen. That ended up taking a longer time than she’d expected, and more than a few flushes to get all the cum down the drain. Damn him, he’d really filled her up...

When she’d finally finished, Risa closed the seat of the toilet, and leaned into the bath tub to turn on the shower head. With careful slowness, she pealed her swimsuit off with minimal groaning and whimpering, and hung it up to dry properly. She looked down to notice that her pussy had leaked alien cum onto her thighs while she’d been limping home. Had anybody seen it? What would they make of it even if they did? Oh, fuck it; she no longer cared, and it really didn’t matter what they thought about what they might have seen. Undoubtedly, she’d be branded a perverted lesbian and turned into a black sheep for the rest of her term at the school; whatever.

Risa literally crawled into the basin of the tub, and curled into a fetal ball beneath the warm jets of water. Even though the shower was quite warm, Risa soon found herself shivering. Before long, she was crying softly into her hands, and remained in that position for many more hours.

When Risa finally worked up the will to drag herself out of the shower and dry off, it was night in her room. The room was dark, which automatically set her into a panic. The light switch was on the other side of the room, by the door. It took all her courage to cross through the darkness and reach for the safety of that light. Once the light was on, Risa turned to discover something new about her room: the other side of it was empty. Her roommate had moved out? Wow... rumors traveled faster than the electricity on this campus. Apparently nobody wanted to bunk with a horny dyke. Risa had nothing against lesbians, but she sure as shit didn’t like being picked on, or shunned. She was usually quite the social butterfly, and enjoyed being involved and well-liked with her school’s community. This would be the first time in her life that she’d ever been treated like an outsider, like a freak. Risa crossed her arms over her chest, and couldn’t help but feel considerably lonely.

Well, there was nothing that she could do about it now. She padded over to her dresser, and silently changed into an oversized shirt and some panties for bed. She took some time to brush out her hair, brush her teeth and lotion her skin. Risa found this nightly routine helped to erase the horrors from earlier. The nights at Shokushu were almost always quite warm, so she tucked herself into bed beneath only a single, thin sheet. As she tried to empty her mind, and drift off to sleep, the girl couldn’t help but hear that odd, alien speech.

“All. Sluts.”

“Too. Much. Fun. To. Fuck.”

“Good. Slut. Good. Fuck.”

“I. Will. Fuck. You. Again.”

The words echoed over and over endlessly in her mind. Then, the entire experience came flooding back to her in stark clarity and perfect detail, from start to finish. Every awful action and reaction was perfectly committed to memory. When she’d finished reliving the encounter, Risa curled up and cried herself to sleep.