It was obvious that Vanessa and Stephanie weren't quite on the right page. She didn't get what exactly the girl was saying, but her face flushed a little but and allowed a small smile to appear on her lips as Stephanie said that she didn't want a hair ruined on Vanessa. The fiery haired girl waved her hand at Stephanie. "Aww... thanks!" She giggled. "You're a stunning girl yourself. And you can sing!" Vanessa pointed out. "If you ever run into any lecherous boys, let me know and I will be there to save you!" She said, admittedly embarrassingly, yet instinctually. She got down on one knee and grabbed a hold of one of Stephanie's hand. She gently tugged the girl's hand towards her lips and planted a gentle kiss on the back of the blonde girl's hand. "My name is Vanessa, my dear lady. And you are?" She asked. While Vanessa's display appeared to be romantic, it was more of a case of her desire to protect women from men, who she saw as the true monsters.

Boys, no, monsters … she blushed though, afforded such a view of those mounds as the red head placed forth a gallant display. Of course this had sent mixed signals to her after the compliment and Andrea wasn't about to let that slid even if she crashed and burned here.

“I much prefer tutoring others to sing,” a reactionary probe and while she was still blushing she was using a bit of innuendo to gauge how she took it.

“I'm, Steaph – OH SHIT!” Eyes cast in the direction of the sound ...thrice she had been attacked though the last two had been upon her restraining her in no time the first played with her a bit chasing her all about first and making her well aware of the situation at hand.

Grabbing Vanessa's wrist she yanked the girl up rushing towards the opposite direction … better paranoid and alive right? Hopefully she was just being skittish here. There was no time to stop for a towel or even shut the water off she heard something that was too suspicious and acted.

Stupid! Stupid! Staying back ...

Two things happened as the girls began to run. First, Stephanie's locker burst open and Prototype 2, the silverish blob that served as Cangelosi's backup and/or replacement (depending on who told the story) jumped out, wearing the pink wig askance on the top of its bulk, blocking its eyestalks. He dumbly starts scurrying around, bumping into the benches, almost oblivious that it had broken the element of surprise.

The second was that Cangly, realizing the girls were making a bolt for it, decided to plant itself in the path of Vanessa and Stephanie, only to be suddenly trod upon in the confusion. Giving a high pitched squeal, it reformed, marks of bare feet and shoes showing up on its body, reabsorbed, as it starts to hop after the naked Steph and her knightly companion.

Vanessa nodded. "I'm sure you'd make a great tutor." She stated and stood back up. Then , the tasseling noise was heard. Vanessa, surprised too, stood there for a few moments before feeling Stephanie pull her along. It was her instinct, no, her duty to protect Stephanie. She immediately broke contact with the blonde girl and turned back to face what was coming. "You go on ahead!" She commanded to her new friend.

The crimson-haired girl scanned her surroundings. Where is it? she thought, trying to find the source of the monster. Then, she turned. There! she thought, turning around and planting a firm kick on the black blob. However, she watched in horror as it absorbed her kick. "Stephanie, run while I hold it off!" The knightress commanded.

“No! You can't fight th -” but Vanessa pulled away springing into action. There were three ways to respond; fight, flight or freezing up and she processed her choice in her mind as she saw that foot sink into this amorphous creature.

Fighting was out, flight … shit, there was another silver colored one aimless moving about … that wig … that, that was her's … normal it was in the props of the theater department, she had brought it in for a play though the play ended and she got the wig back earlier today and thus had it here in her locker.

Two creatures … they were boned. Submit or resist ... the words echoed in her head. She might have been able to get away by sacrificing Vanessa too but she wasn't that sort, and besides she'd loose out on a ton of potential brownie points here. It might not help matters but she rushed to Vanessa seizing her by the waste and pulling trying to get her free not yet willing to toss in the towel just yet … oh boy ...

Cangly gets stuck on Vanessa's foot. It hadn't revealed its true form to the girl, but it is sure if it weren't careful, the redhead would recognize it and its weaknesses. Fortunately, Prototype Two, wig and all, gave a banzai cry, bouncing over the benches, flying towards Vanessa's face, giving its partner room enough to latch onto Stephanie's bare leg, absorbing the water still beading off her skin. The four fall into a heap on the ground, black and silver tentacles flying, wrapping around anything it could get a handle on, silver on redhead and black on blonde action sure to come, as long as the wig doesn't get in the way.

Vanessa fell back as something... silver attacked her face. She fell to the ground and attempted to grab onto whatever was on her face in an attempt to pull it off. She wasn't sure what hurt more- the thing that was on her face- or the fall she had, which seemed to hurt the back of her head a lot. She attempted to call out to the other female in an attempt to locate her. "Stephanie! Are you there?!" She asked, clearly more concerned about her partner than herself.

Ow!

That smarted but to make matters worse a tentacle had secured about her leg, another around her wrist as she attempted to pull the back gooey mass from her. She hissed out in frustration, too weak to remove them as tentacles where everywhere, black and silver strewn about all over the place.

To late to run, she realized that neither of them were going any place soon.

“Here! I'm sorry Vanessa,” Andrea didn't know that this wasn't her first time encountering one of the guests of the island nor that this one had already targeted her. Damn, she should have taken off but not at the expense of someone else.

The confused mass of tentacles started to cooperate slowly as each blob got their bearings. Cangelosi was quick to cover Stephanie's nudity, the blackened gel molding to her breasts, nipples suctioned into the mass and pinched as more tentacles swung into position between her thighs, the weight of the slime concentrating on her stomach, the blonde flopped on the floor, pink wig dropping on her head.

As Steph looked up, she would see the silver substance cling tight to Vanessa, parts of her blouse and bra torn and consumed, skirt ripping, giving her a rather nice view of the knight's panty-covered rear as Prototype Two's tentacles started to push around the leg holes, dissolving them in short order as the redhead's hands get bound behind her back, a quite phallic cock ready to take her mouth.

Vanessa simply wasn't used to fighting monsters just yet. She tried to brush the silver slime off, but it began to invade her entire body . She let out a small whimper as the tentacle touched through her skin from the newly created holes. She had to escape- no - she had to allow Stephanie escape from the monster. Her hands were bound, but she wiggled and shook either way. "L-let go, damn it!" The red head swore, but as she spoke she saw a large mucus penis come towards her mouth. As soon as it entered into her mouth, her tongue rolled over the substance, as she gagged on it.

At first Andrea struggled, her head turning back and forth until the wig plopped away. The tentacles were persistent in their hold of her and she had been through this dance before save with solid tentacles and it simply was of no use …

But what stopped her dead … her blue eyes focused on that lovely sight, torn and tattered clothes, hands bound behind her back, a cock approaching those lips … Submit or resist ... Dendrite's words pressed to the front of her mind as she watched on in a stupor of sorts.

Oh, fuck she was gorgeous … she knew what was about to happen too but she couldn't help those unpure thoughts. No, she shook her head against them but her body had already responded to them, her petals nice and wet, her nipples hard and little pebbles atop her breasts. She did nothing now though her heart beat in her chest as she watched that cock slip into Vanessa's mouth not even paying attention to her own plight. She chose submission ...

Vanessa was kept on top of the flailing tentacles, Stephanie on bottom. The silver strands held the redhead tight, fucking her mouth spiritedly as twin tendrils twisted around the crotch of her panties, rending them, plunging without mercy into those young waiting orifices, corkscrewing into that pussy and ass, churning, getting used to the knight's insides. Cangly meanwhile just let his victim watch, already noticing her reaction and attraction to her failed savior, the goo kneading the nipples, vibrating against her sex as the tendrils did their own fingering.

Vanessa tried her best to break free of the bindings, but no matter how much she struggled, the monster continued to overwhelm her. There... had to be a weakness on the monster. There just had to be! She could feel her headband dissolving, as well as her bow. Stephanie would be able to see the crimson-haired girl's hair scatter across the locker room floor, radiant despite the girl's current situation. Then, as the tendrils twisted and dove into her, she let out a muffled squeal. Her body instantly curled closer so her knees were near her breasts as the tentacles entered her. The feeling was so strange, so violent that Vanessa still didn't feel comfortable with it. She clenched her muscles, as if trying to keep the monster out of both her holes but instead ended up making it tighter and more erotic as they slid in and out of her.

Her body became hot, as the friction was building up every time the tentacles rushed through her insides. She let out another muffled cry, as she was still deep-throating Vanessa's nipples were hard, as if her breasts themselves begged for attention from the tentacles as well. Stop! She tried to say, but every time she tried to open her mouth to speak, the tentacle dove deeper into her mouth. Her body began to sweat, but with the tentacles moving over her, it instead created a seductive shining coat over her skin as she was being raped.

“Mmm! Ahhh!” That touch felt wonderful against her, tentacles playing with her breasts and the chalice to her body though she was not filled in Ernest yet as if the creature had been interested in the fact that she seemed mesmerized by this, even turned on.

That churned Andrea's stomach, she was disgusted by that fact and yet she had been helpless to look away. Vanessa was so hot and this … this had been the first time that she had been attacked with another girl, her mind turning to comforting Vanessa after their shared ordeal, the fantasies that crept into her head …

GAWD! They were being raped, she shouldn't feel any enjoyment in this and yet it was impossible to deny her aroused state too … was she a bad person? Biting her lower lip she had not believed that she reached out setting a hand upon one of those bouncing breasts then pulling it back just as quickly as if touch something hot.

Fighting with her erotic thoughts, that soft touch upon her hand, the tight peak … “UH!” Tentatively, unable to resist, she reached out again giving that perfect softness another squeeze ...

The touch indeed give the blobs another idea. Soon, Vanessa was lowered, turned to face Stephanie, drawn atop of her as those tentacles kept thrusting into her body, her thigh high stockings the only garment that was left somewhat intact on her body. This gave Stephanie more room to reach at the forbidden fruit as her breasts were squeezed against the black gel, her sex opened, petals collected by moisture from what feels like thousands of tongues.