Etolie was astonished. Her body felt as if it were one big nerve on fire. The gel having such a profound effect on her while more had been applied to her chest by the thicker tentacle that appeared there. Other tentacles pressed against her mounds causing a shiver to rush over her.

She could feel those nodules, each groove, each little sensation. Others teased her stiff nipples, those sensitive peaks felt so good drawing a moan out of her as her back arched. She felt other tentacles all around her as if she were laying in a pit of vipers. This further confused her as to his make up and part of her wondered if he was a mass off beings and not just one being.

He could be one of many, a dominant being among them. Maybe the only one with speech. Or he could have had numerous appendages. He certainly wasn't humanoid so defining him with a similar structure would simply not do.

Other questions? She found it hard to concentrate given her current state. Her own arousal building with this sensitivity. “Y-You're leaving?” She stammered out aa the sensation continued to build.

He 'sat' backwards on the ceiling to admire his handiwork, and enjoyed the impromptu show she was giving him by playing with her tight pussy with her finger. The way her body shuddered as she dared to explore just a little deeper was so erotic, that he had to exercise a lot of self-restraint to not just grab her and fuck her silly again. As he slowly drew back to the ceiling, leaving her on the bed, the girl called out after him.

“Y-You're leaving?” she stammered out.

The swarm of tentacles circling her body closed in on his command, each finding what seemed to be a point of exhaustion, and giving her a relaxing massage. Each snakelike length coiled curiously around her arms and legs, each of the textured lengths gliding with ease across her bare skin giving her the feeling of being given one of those full-body massages. The wringing lengths worked across her body, delivering circulation-assisting presses, firm thumps and sliding caresses that worked her physical exhaustion out of her now that his first treatment left her mind clear.

"Well, if you would like to sleep... I'd oblige. You've been up all night, after all... " he responded as he continued to massage her. The voice shifted every now and then as the words now smoothly continued. "So, what do you say? The night has a few hours left..."

Tentacles began to swim over her. Nudging and slithering the various textures and differences clear in her mind. Each brought up numerous memories from the recent events that she had gone through. A shiver swept over her spine. The warm gel mixed further against her heated skin in such an arousing way.

Etolie froze, listened to his words then shook her head. As it was she had already counted on skipping class in the morning if she felt too fatigued, nearly a guarantee with the lateness of the hour and what she had been through thus far. Another memory hit her and it had been what that water monstrosity did to her, how it had left her.

And this felt similar. The gel exciting her, the massage of so many appendages against her naked flesh, the building of that arousal within her. Not to mention how sensitive she felt. A portion was probably from the gel itself that kept that patch adhered to her skin but she did not yet know the wonders of the medical tech used against her.

“I don't think I could fall asleep, not right away.” She had been exhausted, restored and exhausted again often enough that she had lost count on this night. Truth be told she didn't know how long she could manage to hold out for but she was willing to try ...

"Well then... let's see what you can do..." he leaned closer now. Close enough for her heightened hearing to hear the nearly-noiseless tentacles working across each other as they subtly tightened around her arms and legs. A weaker burst of that gas, its subtle sweet aroma caught her nostrils as the thing approached close enough for her to touch with her arms if she were so inclined. While narrow, these lengths had a surprisingly powerful lifting strength as they worked in sync as she was lifted clear off the bed, and slowly turned around in the air before he slowly set her back down on her knees, in a posture that reminded her of that time she pressed her breasts to the floor to listen to footsteps.

Her extrasensory perception was muffled by the material of her sheets, and her mattress - but even then she felt the thrum of electronics, the sound of faraway snoring and even the toned-down typing on a keyboard - perhaps another student? somewhere in the dorm as she was left offering her rear to whatever was using her body as a toy.

"Stand still for a moment." he instructed, as he began to peel off the 'tape' covering her anal hole.

Her body felt the extinguished material draw away from her as if in slow motion, the material long since spent yielding to the gentle tug as the tentacle peeled off the barrier that was keeping a trickle of gel bound inside her. Freed thus, it slowly began to drip out of her tightened anal hole. A single tentacle slowly snaked around her waist as he drew closer.

"Go ahead. Try it out." he finally spoke, giving her tight rear hole a single caress. "Tell me what you think."

The clacking of distant keys reached her ears. Someone was up late. Closer at hand Etolie heard the slither sounds of those tentacles moving along her body or each other. The rustle of the sheets had been loud even though she was aware that in reality it wasn't.

Though small the tentacles that grasped her had been strong lifting her up with ease only to place her back down after flipping her over. Sensitive breasts were squished against the damp sheets, her ass lifted up while a tentacle began playing with the tape that kept her ass sealed.

It was like taking off a band-aid, that tape peeled off slowly. Instead of pain Etolie felt an explosion of bliss as the tape pulled against some of the gel and skin beneath allowing her a fuller experience of the matter as it was pulled away. Some of the ejaculate that had filled her leaked out of her anus though in her current position most of it remained inside.

Keen senses tracked the sliver of liquid that pooled between her ass cheeks and splashed down against the sheets. A shiver ran along her spine feeling how sensitive she had become only now feeling it in full effect as the tape was discarded after being drawn away.

“Unh!” It took a moment for her to catch her breath after he spoke again. Collecting herself she reached back only pulling her fingers away after merely skimming that puckered anus as if she felt a jolt of electricity. In many ways she had.

“Oh! So sensitive!” Her finger tip wet with the lotion that had been held in place there. Both her holes aching and quit sensitive to the touch, almost to the point where she had cum with that briefest of contact, both holes hungry for further attention.

“How long will it last?” Was this the new normal? After Tidal manipulated her breasts they had never been the same, while they shrank down to their prior state they remained sensitive, very sensitive though not like this.

Compared to the first jolts and her reactions now as she explored her taut rear with a finger, he could make an estimate. The numbers weren't too encouraging, but maybe it would last longer with further applications?

The now-familiar rush of air rumbled past her mind's eye - able to perceive the subtle shifts it would do before 'speaking' now - the words being put together not by a native speaker; but a careful tourist. Her mind, sharpened by the alien drugs in her bloodstream, picked up on these subtle cues at once.

"It won't last too long, I'm afraid." he replied as he inched closer to her. "Of course, if you wanted to, I could give you a fresh dose... but wouldn't that trouble you?"

A single, finger-like tentacle explored her ass, sliding alongside her finger as she explored the crushing depths of her enhanced rear-end, her muscles displaying incredible control as she found herself capable of commanding individual muscles to shift and constrict her digits as the sense-enhancing drugs continued to work through her. This newcomer was a completely new tool, its velvety smooth, roundish-head ridged and raised slightly, the shaft smooth - almost slick as it slowly worked its way inside her. Its natural lubrication was nearly no match for just how utterly tight she was now.

The length around her waist then tensed up, slowly pulling her body just above her breasts, adjusting her body's angle until her breasts were lifted clear of the bed, only her sensitive nipples caressing the fabric of the bed as he pushed her forward slightly as he continued to penetrate her ass. Her nipples would be able to experience every woven thread in the fabric of the bedsheets as she was pushed slightly forward before the grip on her waist stiffened and pulled her backwards, as he attempted to drive his length into her ass. Tight as she was, he would mostly fail - but each inch it worked into her gave her a smorgasbord of pleasure as he glided across her abdominal muscles, now capable of individual, focused movements as it continued to drive itself deeper into her.

"How's this?"

That was reassuring. Things were far more sensitive then she could ever remember. If they would always be so vibrant she would be overwhelmed by these sensations should they continue. Almost as if a vibrator was constantly working away at both her holes all the time.

The intense feeling would fade. But for now she had the effects of that gel enhancing her senses and desires. Etolie shock her head. “No, I don't think I could handle that.”

Chances were she'd pass out before long but on the chance she woke being under the effects of that gel would be unbearable to deal with on her own.

She stilled feeling one of the thinner tentacles slid along her arm and finger before it nudged at her back door. “Uh!” The air escaped her lungs in a slow gasp. Another tentacle lifting her upper body up a bit. Then she felt it pressing against her, struggling to fill her.

“Ah!” So sensitive. So tight. She could feel her every muscle folding against him. Each shift in her chest with every breath she took. Her entire body was so sensitive. He pushed and she felt herself pressing back against him.

A question. Her hands feeling the sheets of her bed instantly aware of the thread count in them, which had been higher than she was expecting actually. “It's hard to explain. Good is too simple a word.”

The gel had prevented any pain. Maybe it was because it was one of the smaller tentacles too which was far more easy to manage. In any case it felt damn good.

Great, huh? I agree; It's great when humans get along with us.

Giving her arm a gentle squeeze to denote a 'yes'/agreement to her statement, he began to work on her after giving her a moment to take it in.

Little by little, the tapered head continued to work its way into her, while her rejuvenated body continued to give the intruder a gauntlet of teasing, compression, caressing and massages as her body clenched against the intruder working its way into her ass. Unlike her first time doing this, the tentacle slid through her sphincter, the gel no longer truly 'masking' any pain, but rather; allowing her muscles to take his length with ease, her natural elasticity and muscular strength even now remaining well beyond natural limits as the alien drugs continued to keep its effect as they continued to circulate in her body. Inch by inch, the tentacle continued to push itself into her ass, pausing occasionally to shudder, or let a particularly strong massage from her abdominal muscles work across its length before continuing on.

Bit by bit, the length continued to widen as he watched her take the tentacle deeper and deeper into her. Every now and then, he would pull back slightly, and take in her moans as her erect nipples were rubbed by the bedsheets before he swung forward again. A pair of powerful lengths coiled around her wrists, but didn't apply any other force just yet - followed closely by her thighs getting a pair of tentacles looping around them.

While her ass was being slowly penetrated, he then teased her rejuvenated netherlips with his cock - the tough head moving along the tight pussy as the coiled head toyed with her lips as they continued to drip with her arousal. The motions of the thing was clear to her from utilizing her incredible hearing, then combining it with her awakened perception of subtle currents of air between her legs as the prehensile length continued to caress and toy with her sodden box before a single, narrow tentacle settled on her clit, its warmth and oddly comforting natural vibration stimulating her libido as it pushed her hood apart and began to slide into her pussy - with some slowness, due to just how insanely tight it was right now.

It all felt intense. The gel enhanced her senses; touch and hearing especially. There had been no telling if her vision had been enhanced as well but it had been safe to assume so. Each movement shifted breeze against her skin making her aware of the movements of those tentacles, even the ones that had not touched her and simply moved near her.

Her tits pressed to the bed sheets, nipples flaring with heat as friction slid her back and forth against them. Some dampness of the sheets from what spilled onto them and the stuff that was still on her fought against this influx of heat with a coolness. Hot and cold clashed in an effort to scramble her brain further.

The tentacle pressed into her ass with strong strokes. They weren't as slow as before nor incredibly fast but she had been aware that he did not need to take much more time. The gel serving more of a lubricant this time around as she felt each portion of him as he explored her. The medical treatment making her feel tighter back there, or perhaps it was the enhanced senses, she couldn't be certain.

Other tentacles looped over her wrists and thighs. Not yet strong enough to immobilize her completely but more to hold her still she thought, at least still enough where he could press into her easier. Etolie gasped, her unseen eyes rolling back in her head as another of the smaller tentacles caressed her clit.

“Oh God! F-Fuck!” She gasped out, she was still quit sensitive there. A gentle breeze would have been arousing so it was no surprise when her body quaked as he pressed into her. Not even one full thrust and she was cumming again quaking all around him.

“UH!” She clamped down over that tentacle enduring the bliss that each thrust made. She lacked the words to properly display how good it felt. She felt tighter than her first time, yet there was no pain, the gel seeing to that as her experience had been heightened.

At the same time her body quivered and collapsed around both tentacles as she endured the attention of the tentacles fighting against these overwhelming sensations that threatened to gobble her up.

She had remained silent for a while, making him worry that she had passed out. When he had attempted to pull out, she had pinned the tentacle in her ass down with a sudden burst of strength, making him appreciate just how powerful she had become after just a little bit of training.

You've got a lot of confidence, using your body like that... Alright, I'm not going anywhere...

Her climax provided the opportunity the tiny, worm-like tentacle had been waiting for as it slowly jostled her sensitive clit. In a smooth motion, it glided through her nethers, her secretions lubricating the intruder as it dived deeper into her, and worked its way past her cervix and into her womb where it slowed down for a moment, sweeping around her gel-filled uterus as if looking around for something, before finding her walls. Its motions turn cautious as it explores her hyper-sensitive insides before it zeroes in on something inside her. A sudden sensation of relief quivers in the slightly distended womb as the tiny tentacle continues to sweep around her insides - clearly producing some sort of drug to tend to her needs. Relaxation, followed by even sharper muscle control followed as the prehensile tentacle finally finishes its task and lets her cervix massage its length as it is slowly, carefully withdrawn from her body.

Meanwhile, the lengths coiling around her wrists and legs finally reveal their purpose - to keep her steady as her sense-enhanced orgasms threaten to rob her of her sense of balance. The swirling tentacles around her body quickly coiled around her, keeping her from tumbling from her position as he rode out her orgasm. Drawing the tentacle from her pussy out, teasing her clit again wrung a second orgasm immediately after her first, and he finished pulling out of her - the act taking quite a while because of how deep her had gone in her this time. The lengths holding her down quickly switch roles as he sits back, moving quickly to turn her over and lay her down on her bed, face up to let her breathe easy.

That was when her highly attuned senses picked up the chime of the bell in the distance, the ornate clock in the entry hallway chiming out four deep gongs; 4AM.

"Your training session is over for now. Don't forget to practice what you've learned tonight. Now then, will there be any further questions?" he finally spoke, once he made sure she was coherent.

“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” The mantra left her lips. Her sensitive clit touched and rubbed feeling as if an ice cube had been sliding against her heated flesh both chilling and exciting her at the same time. Then he pressed in deeper and when she thought he would go no farther, that he had been at his limits he continued.

Etolie felt her stomach inflate until he had stopped at last. When he had he slowed and seemed to search for something within her. The strokes licked against her womb stirring up the gel he had deposited there. The warmth of the liquid hit her with the occasional brushes of that tentacle that caused her body to shudder, fists clenching tight feeling the fabric of the sheets in her grasp.

If he found what he searched for she could not say. Her body coming undone with his deep intrusion and when he drew out of her that tentacle was saturated let alone the muscle spasms that befell it along the way. Her wits had been at their end when he left her empty.

Etolie felt a shift in the world again as she had been flipped over onto her back. Her chest rising and falling with each gasp, her body visibly shaking and twitching with the after effects of her own release in the wake of her second release. That touch upon her clit had been as simple as him flipping a switch so infused with pleasure she was.

“Uh!” A dim part of her consciousness could hear the clock chime in the distance. Somehow her mind calculating that she would definitely be missing her morning classes at the very least.

Words were unclear to her conscious mind. In all aspects she had been out of it, unable to continue even if she had wanted to. Yet part of her, maybe her subconscious registered what he had said leaving her shaking her head weakly before slumping back, his grasp the only thing keeping her from going totally slack at that moment though it had been clear that she would have melted back into that messy bed. In any case sleep overcame her adding to the incredible sensations that continued to steel over her.

The cortex computer confirmed it with a cheerful chirp as he drew out from her completely - the tension of the girl's muscles falling slack as consciousness left her - no longer able to remain awake as her body shuddered under the shock of three simultaneous orgasms at once. She had nodded mutely at his words, seemingly unable to form coherent words judging by how her tongue lolled out from her mouth as she lay prone, her body relaxing completely - allowing the buildup of liquid in her to finally drip out with some difficulty. With a few clicks, he took down a few notes as he scanned the rapidly-scrolling text display of the cortex computer as it handled the complex data sorting... a few tense moments passed before the 'process complete!' notification came up... and that was when he realized that he was holding his breath.

Relief flooded into his thoughts as he looked over the results with growing excitement, and he let the scanner program run to its conclusion as he had the little device commit everything to memory. There was so much here, that he'd have to spend a few days putting this together before radioing it back. He quivered at the notion as he cast an idle glance at his research assistant, still sporting remnants of the hard training he had her undergo. Almost as an afterthought, he leaned forwards, wiping her body clean from the alien gel that even now called to her senses even in her sleep. Giving her left tit a hard, experimental grope, he watched as her heartbeat picked up the pace. A testament to just how sensitive she was, no doubt!

"You've been such a wonderful help." he breathed out as he admired his handiwork as he tended to her - making sure her womb and ass was properly drained, leaving her toned stomach flat and taut as when he had first spotted her. Once the initial over-sensitive sensations stabilized as the micro-machine swarm acclimated to her body, she would wake up in a few hours re-energized, and with her senses subtly enhanced - the effect he believed would last for several hours from now.

"A little something for you..." he finished, filling up a small, now-empty sports drink bottle with a fresh dose the viscous gel he had pleasured her with for hours on end. Screwing the cap on the small bottle, he left it in her arms as her body twitched unconsciously, the arousing aroma of the gel calling to her from beyond the boundary of sleep as he slid the small plastic bottle in her arms as she continued to sleep. "Consider it a reward for all the fine work you've done for me... and when you want more, you know where to find me..."

With that, he turned to leave...