More of that gel flows out of her as he retracts. He was so deep, the massaging nature of that three prong shaft against her inner walls mixed that gel up against her innards just as he rubbed that gel against her skin. It both felt warm and tingled relaxing and soothing her prior to slipping out of her. He had been so deep, farther than she could have imagined.

Hearing cloth it wasn't long before she found that the robe had been stretched out on the floor and she set down on it on all fours. She assumed she was facing away from him feeling those flat like tendrils fastening on to her breasts as if they were a living bra sucking the sensitive orbs that got a gasp from her.

Other tentacles released their hold though another drew her head back as he went to teasing both holes. Her hands pressed to the floor in order to support her weight better she then felt the tapered length of a tentacle work it's way slowly inside her. It's passage moved against well lubricated walls, walls that exploded in pleasure as he stimulated her very core making contact with that relaxing gel.

“Oh!” She clenched her teeth, he was still going, slowly pressing into her to the very limits of her nubile body. All the while he teased her rear. Etolie didn't move, afraid that if she did she could easily harm herself given how deep he was.

Though she felt no pain, whether it was the gel or some other technique she could not say for certain. “So deep ...” The words tumbled out of her mouth punctuated with another gasp as she quivered around him. When she was at her limits he moved back before giving her another thrust all while teasing her anus with the thinner tendril coating it with more moisture as what was there from his prior release had dribbled all along her ass easy for him to collect among what was already there.

“It feels so good!”

As he got into position, he stopped for a moment - confused as to why she wasn't moving. Was she hurt anywhere? Was he gripping her too hard? A quick check proved both these theories wrong. In fact, the healing nanite gel he sprayed onto her knee had long since repaired the bruise completely before falling limply to the floor quite a long time ago, the nearly transparent material hardened and cracked as its internal power source ran dry.

Oh right, he hadn't told her what to do.

The suckers kissed her anal hole as he continued to tease her ass. Meanwhile, he focused on her tits - sucking on the red nipples firmly, but not hard enough to really damage her. She stayed rock-still even as the fleshy tongues began to slowly move and up and down her bosom, despite the fact that what he was doing was giving her so much pleasure, judging by her vocal cries.

I guess I'll have to fix that.

Leaning slightly forward, he brought his jaws to her back, letting the breathing hole send some warm air across her back as he focused on talking to her again. He was getting the gist of this, but there was much to do - first things first, what he needed was get his research partner to relax and service him. Taking a deep breath to focus his nerves, he spoke.

"Move your hips for me?" he tells her. "It'll feel really good..."

The licks and sucks relieved her stinging nipples whenever they were covered completely. Left alone they stung unbearably though while they were being touched and sucked on Etolie found that there was some relief to them. It felt pleasant, her mind caught up in bliss.

Feeling him move closer to her she heard his practiced words nodding in response. Brown locks tumbling over her shoulders in either direction. However, she didn't move, not straight away. “I'm … I'm afraid too.” She then went on to explain further.

“You'AH deep. If you're moving too AHH!!” She fell silent, her eyes pressing closed as a wave of pleasure tore through her. Ass teased and toyed with as were her breasts she braced herself proceeding even if he had not stopped.

It was like easing into hot water attempting to get use to the sensations of that heat. Except there was no pain only the possibility that there could be. This was all new for her, all she could think of was moving too fast in one direction as he came it with the two of them not intending on going so far. At least that was somewhere in the back of her mind.

Things felt pleasant, that warm gel sprayed out and massaged against the inside of her passage saw to that. She groaned out against the simplest sensation moving slowly before picking up the pace little by little.

Fear, huh? She had been rather pliant this whole time. What was it that made her hesitate?

Perhaps it was the fear of permanent bodily harm? She had such a cute body that it was no wonder that she'd be worried. Or - perhaps he was overthinking it and what she was afraid of was the fact that she was alone, moaning and gasping in a place where she should not be? Looking around, his eyes spotted the makeshift barrier wedging the door shut - clearly, she had thought things through when she picked this room for her arcane summoning rituals.

Oh right. He had destroyed that with his entry. Perhaps she was worried about any side-effects of prematurely destroying a magic rune? He'd have to quiz her about magic later, and now that she blasted a hole in his species' understanding of magic - further inquiries would be necessary. But for now, he considered an answer.

She continued, finally explaining herself while trying to stifle her delightful gasps.

Oh. Ohhh...

Without another word, he pushed the tense muscles on his shaft even tighter, the coils working to reduce the circumference of the tip as it reached her cervix, bringing his slow penetration to a temporary stop. This had the desired effect of making her work her cute butt to tentatively, carefully working her slick nethers onto the ultra-turgid shaft. One stroke, followed by another apprehensive motion, slow and not exactly steady, the soft head of the cock slowly rubbing against her cervix as she managed each stroke. Little by little, she continued to service the throbbing length in her cunt.

More tentacles worked their way up her arms, and between her cleavage as he closed in on her as she continued to work her hips - groaning with pleasure all the while as she slowly came to realize - there was no pain.

"That's it, brave human..." he whispers into her ear. "Conquer your fear, and earn your reward..."

It feels odd, the sensation of him shrinking inside her yet remaining firm as that circumference lessens. “Unh ...” She gasps as her own walls follow suit closing back around that mass as if they missed it and wished to be reunited.

Muscles closed around those shafts, squeezing and convulsing while simultaneously feeling the warmth of that gel massaging her insides in much the same fashion as those shafts had. They continued to smear that gel against her relaxing her muscles and easing the soreness and tension in much the same fashion that the gel had upon her skin only that the effects felt stronger now.

Either they had not been meant to be used internally or she was just more sensitive in these places she could not say. Only that it felt divine as she rocked herself back and forth working that gel in with those shafts. More tentacles swept down the lengths of her arms and even more focused on her chest.

“Oh god ...” she gasped, her mortal mind having trouble processing all those sensations. She shifted with her feet leaning forward then rocking back on her heels. His hold on her kept her standing allowing her to lean farther than she otherwise could.

“I'm going to,” she never got to finish the sentence as she cried out. Her whole body quivering as another orgasm ripped through her. Yet she pushed through it, increasing her speed rather than halting. Probably to feel more of that euphoric bliss. Etolie didn't know. Nor had she processed it all.

You are ready.

And with that, the narrowed head of the shaft buried in her snatch, drenched with her own juices and lubricated again with his own gel, pushed right through the relaxed cervix and into her womb, drawing out another orgasm from her right as she hit her own climax as he began to match her pace as the shaft slowly returns to its original length, fucking her womb as her first orgasm rumbled through her, followed closely by the second. Her ass quivered, the hole rippling across his shaft calling out for the length teasing her rear.

Alright then, next!

With a deft tug on her stomach, he pulled her ass up, prodding her lubed-up rear, and her hole yielded near-instantly, the shaft sliding into her well-trained depths as he closed the distance between her, letting his central body drape over her back as he continued to fuck her hard through her third orgasm. His cock unravels inside her womb, filling it up and the familiar throbbing sensation works its way through his cock as he continues to plow into her, matching her pace so that each thrust is driven deep into her until the tell-tale signs of his own climax began to show themselves on his engorged length.

Unwilling to leave things half done, he began to move his upper limbs, providing a back-and-forth rub-up of her sensitive breasts as he continued to suck on her nipples, the texture-rich insides of the flatter segments massaging her tits and working that gel into her skin all through the rough fucking he was giving her.

Judging by her quivering moans as he continued, she was enjoying this triple assault quite well. Syncing the anal intrusion to her own hip rhythms, he sighed in satisfaction as a fourth and final orgasm gave his twin shafts a fantastic embrace.

"I'll be going inside then..." he breathed out as he picked up the pace, all three heads thrusting away in her insides as he edged closer to his own orgasm...

Almost there...

“EHHHH!” Half a scream, half a cry, that shaft pressed deep into her feeling like a knife stabbing her in the gut. The second thrust was a little better then the last. By the third that gel on the member had managed to rub against those depths spreading their warmth even there.

A small moment of discomfort before she had been drawn back to the pleasure and warmth that spread throughout her. Tentacles attacking her breasts, sucking on them and massaging more gel against her.

Before long she felt his weight upon her back while the other tentacle pressed into her ass. She was crying out and panting at her normal rate, feeling both tentacles inside her as they rubbed against one another separated by that thin wall of flesh.

Both holes closed over him, as tight as she had been when he had first taken her. Maybe even tighter now with the way her body locked around him as her body rocked back and forth almost as if he had planned to push her away but pulled her back each time at the last minute.

She had been confused when he spoke again. He was already inside. Did he plan on going deeper? No, she reasoned. He must have meant filling her again though she was uncertain. Her thoughts drawn away from contemplating it further as another orgasm rippled through her.

Whatever it was didn't seem to matter. “Oh! Uh! D-Do IT!”

The small moment of clarity that she was blessed with was enough for her heightened senses to precisely pick out exactly what was happening by utilizing the sense of touch in her ultra-sensitive holes alone; the familiar swelling of the nodules in sequence as the textured bumps raised themselves up beyond the surface of the monstrous cock in her, the way the pounding of blood in his veins was completely visible to her mind's eye as if she was looking at a 3D-scan of his insides at this point. As the familiar thrum of heat billowed inside her, he suddenly relaxed his muscles, the dam of flesh holding back a torrential flood of cum vanishing in an instant as it fell slack inside him began to pump a hot mixture of his own cum and her juices back into her womb.

Spurt after spurt of ejaculate was driven into her body as the thing stuck deep in her snatch moved only slightly, the gel causing her cervix to relax slightly as it dribbled down from her depths. One last spurt overfilled her before the thing slowly began to soften, drawing itself out as her cervix instinctively clenched shut, the triple heads relaxing as they were pulled away from its vice-grip. A solid grip on her thighs meant that gravity had no say here.

Next...!

The thing in her ass had not stopped this whole time, and now it began to twitch as well - driving itself as deep as it would go, it too began to spew another massive dose of gel inside her ass. This tentacle, while being shorter - had the advantage of sensory organ access and the capability to vent that gel directly into a central point - and utilizing her favorite spots, it continued to pay particular attention, slathering double- and even triple-layers on the points where she had enjoyed being caressed. Its payload delivered, it falls slack - and is drawn out of her ass, giving the rim a kiss as it is pulled away.

He took a few seconds to relax and catch his breath, then leaned into her ear again.

"Need more?" he 'spoke'.

She felt that familiar swell deep inside her. Tentacles and shafts rocking her back and forth as that grip tightened against her preventing her from loosing her balance.

Her own pleasure increased becoming more and more intense the longer her pumped inside her. Another orgasm had been triggered inside her, and another one. Convulsing all along those lengths as more and more gel massaged her. Those nodules inflated having her heart beat in anticipation for what was coming.

And when it had the explosion she felt this time was like a fire hose going off inside her. A fountain of cum flooding her to the point that it was leaking from her. “OH GOD!!!” She hollered out, her body cumming so hard as it clamped down against him making him fight for each and every inch. She was so sopping that her resistance had been easy to bypass. Her own juices entwined with his own.

Independently the one in her ass continued. It was as if it had a will of it's own. An octopus had multiple brains, a miniature one in each arm and it must have been similar. Each tentacle and shaft being able to act independently while governed by a central brain.

Whatever the case she didn't dwell on it for long feeling it too explode after a time. Drawing out it licked the rim of her ass. Another cry escaping her lips. She slumped forward, breathing heavily as her body shook in his grasp. Dimly she heard him speak not really sure if she could continue. Her gaze might have been hazy if she could see at all.

“I … I can't ...” She managed to gasp out between breaths knowing that she couldn't recuperate to last very long without an extended rest. She might have been able to last a few minutes more at this stage, longer if he took control when she was essentially out of it between consciousness and unconsciousness.

I see, so that's your limit, isn't it? he thought as he slowly lowered her onto the spread robe, adjusting her limbs into a position that left her breathing unhindered and slowly slid the cock out of her cunt, twitching a little as her cervix gave his heads one last choke as they were drawn out of her. Utilizing his grip on her waist, he raised her hips a little to work another, more active tentacle onto her cunt and asshole respectively. Instead of penetrating her, these lengths settled over her nethers, quietly massaging her and keeping the fluids inside her from leaking out too much.

R.E.S.T. R.E.L.A.X. P.R.E.P.A.R.E. F.O.R. R.E.W.A.R.D. he tapped her shoulder and 'wrote' on her once she had relaxed sufficiently, looking more aware than she did as she finished orgasming all over his lengths. With that, he began to slide his grip up her limbs, the tentacles holding her body coiling around her as they worked the layers of gel that had been spewed onto her through the night into a locomotive layer that he worked slowly - covering her limbs, torso and neck completely in the span of a minute. The muscled lengths slowly massaged the gel onto her skin again, as he let her 'wear' him - the tough, leathery skin working with the sinewy muscle to gently massage her whole body as her breathing slowly - but surely returned to normal. The dual lengths pressed against her pussy and ass often twitched every now and then, as if it wanted to get back to fucking her again - but was held in place by the larger shafts that had coiled around her completely.

Satisfied, he leaned back to admire his handiwork. The mass of his repeated ejaculations in her body warmed her from within and the diffuse heat she felt on her skin warmed her nude body against the cold air that blew in from the opened windows of the classroom. The attention he gives to her body does not cease, and he considers what kind of reward to give to her...

Shuddering Etolie finds herself placed on her robes. Her body a glistening mess, at least it feels that way. The walls of her body clamping down for a final time as he extracts himself though before much of that gel escapes her other tentacles close in upon her acting as corks without penetrating her to keep that liquid in place.

All the while the warmth of that gel is spread against her so much so that she doesn't notice the breeze coming into the room if she did not feel it upon her skin every once in a while. For the moment she had been locked in on the aftermath of her own release. Her body still twitched and trembled kept aroused merely by his touch upon her that locked those juices in let alone the massage that followed as he worked against every portion of her exposed skin.

A warmth spread through her, tingling within her and it felt as if that gel had been a cock itself. One of liquid that found every nook and granny within her. Her senses were kept on edge. Her breathing struggled, eventually slowing. A message grab at her remaining attention as she attempted to follow what he was attempting to relay.

“A reward?” Her head lifted up and she turned around to face him. Of course she couldn't see a thing but there was an unmistakable grin on her features. Reward could mean something useful. Something that gave her an edge with her peers. Subconsciously she rubbed at the black ring on her finger coating it with gel as she did so.

Part of her wondered what this reward would entail. She would soon find out. Her tremors lessened as the interval between orgasms stretched out. “What do you have in mind?”

Oh. So that's why she was summoning magical beings. She wanted a reward. I suppose I'll role-play with her for a bit... after all, she's proven herself to be very helpful.

He looked back at the display screen of the cortex computer, the damning green text hanging in the 3D holographic display listing out exactly what he had got and his hearts began to race again at the thrill of being the first to completely map out a human, from head to toe, from microkeratin samples to gene markers. He had the sort of take that an xenobiologist back on homeworld would sell his own residence for.

"What kind of reward do you seek? Do you seek to improve your own ability?" he quizzed her, the 'voice' sounding rather strained given the fact he had ejaculated inside her 5 times in a row - not surprisingly because she had worked him THAT well despite her appearance. "I can do something like that, if you are willing..."

With that, he slowly began to retract the coiling tentacles that had a grip on her arms and legs, eventually leaving her nude in the still dark aside from the makeshift blindfold grip he had on her head, and the pair of lengths cosying up between her legs making sure the semen in her cunt and the gel in her ass couldn't take an exit. Instead, the fluids inside her continued to slowly work its way into her body, the stuff in her womb now felt like a swirling ball of diffuse, incredibly comfortable heat that her body naturally clenched around, seeking more as it throbbed inside her.

His computer would pick up her elevated heart rate. One not of fear or distress but of excitement. She couldn't help but smile once she had comprehended those words. It took a few seconds for her mind to make sense out of those sounds but when she had understanding had been instant on Etolie's mind.

“Yes! Yes!” She answered complete with a vigorous nod. Had she given it much thought she might have worked out that he hadn't any idea of what magic was before she explained it to him. Maybe it was known as something else or his kind could bestow gifts even like a Djinn granting wishes.

She didn't know nor did she think about these things. She thought about how to amplify the meager techniques she had. Even if they seemed to have little to no effect on the guests she primarily used them against other students.

The gel and cum inside her remained plugged up. Etolie didn't question it. It felt warm and good. Both relaxing and stirring at the same time. Inner muscles convulsed and had been soothed at the same time. Her body stirring up that liquid all on it's own as it internally massaged her.

“You can do that?” She asked eagerly.

Tapping her back, he wrote out his reply.

Y.O.U. A.R.E. E.A.G.E.R.
T.H.I.S. I.S. G.O.O.D.
I. S.H.A.L.L. T.E.A.C.H. Y.O.U.


A short pause as he looked back at the computer readout noting her sudden spike in the vitals which he assumed was her own exhaustion catching up with her after her incredible feat of enduring what he had put through her. She had, in fact - managed to surpass the expected median of human physical fitness with her performance. Perhaps this was the effects of 'magic' she could use? Adjusting the grip he had on her head to ease any discomfort she might have had with the impromptu blindfold, he shifted closer to her, the breathing hole managing to make a low hum as it prepared to exert the effort of speech. Abandoning the plan to speak directly for now, he settled for drawing letters on her bare back.


R.E.S.T. I.F. Y.O.U. W.A.N.T.
W.H.E.N. Y.O.U. A.R.E. R.E.A.D.Y.
S.T.R.I.P. B.A.R.E.

The black ring she wore had been a trick courtesy of that Djinn While wearing it the pleasure of the individual was feed to the Djinn Etolie had always sought to keep it charged thinking that it could alter reality. Most times she wore it or slipped it on the finger of one of her victims. Perhaps the charge went both ways, perhaps it opened her up to enduring pleasure for longer periods. Etolie had been unaware of it's effects in that regard.

Her entire body felt refreshed as if she had a good night's sleep. No dreams that woke her. Just a solid 8 hours of bliss. Both inside and out had been relaxed. Her mind had been more focused now as her own desires had been stroked.

“Thank you,” she smiled as she calculated all the possibilities that could be open to her. Etolie was a novice outside of the three enchantments she had learned. Since being at the school she had only learned two things, one was necessary for lifting the curse she had been placed under while the other had been her efforts to summon demons. Neither time had it worked out the way she had planned and she really wasn't good at it yet it got results.

She was ready. Even if she wasn't she would have found her second wind. Scrambling to do as instructed she stripped all the clothing that hadn't been removed so far discarding shoes, socks and anything else to the side attempting to heave it all in the same general direction since she couldn't see.

“I'm ready.” She was uncertain how being make helped in learning magic. She had read a little about sexual magic but not all that much so this had been a new field for her to explore.