The first sounds of her body began to rake it with more desire. It encouraged him. Around the woman, several more spires pulled upward from the water, gently prodding her around, the two at her breast continuing their menstruation. The ones around her slid, brushing and sliding down her slender sides and kneading her thighs, ass, and lower back. One slender one began to slip between her lower lips, trying to find what it needed there.

The water around her legs and It froze, sensing something else entering the water from between her legs.

"YeeEeeEEess," he finally spoke, the sound almost like a gurgle. It tasted the fresh scent, more tasty than anything it could derive from the lab people. Its head suddenly dropped between her legs, seeing faint fog of her arousal within its water. But no, Riptide needed more than that if he was going to sate his hunger.

The water clenched her around the middle, reeling back before it hurled her towards the poolside, her body flung effortlessly onto the foam padding of the walkway, to prevent anyone from slipping and hurting themselves on the ceramic.

"FoooOoood," he gurgled out again, rising out of the water more and more before it towered in its teal form.

Her breasts felt heavy and far to sensitive and while she was attempting to keep her teeth gritted he did whimper, the thing was sweeping over her then, all over but as she flt the press of it inside her something seemed to trigger within it, something that had excited it though a moment later she was hurled a good distance across the pool, he back smacking against the pads, air driven from her lungs in that instant though there was a dim awareness.

It spoke denoting sentence there. But it it's eagerness it scared her. Never before did these thing seek to kill her though Princess Tidal came close a few times. Food – no wait, it got real anxious, excited even after it had entered into her.

But she had been freed of the pool at least for now though the teal creature was steadily moving this way.

With not much to loose she tries her incantation once getting a good breath she tries to generate sleep within him, it was the only offensive magic she knew other than curses and for that she did not have any of the prerequisites for using them.

Her back ached at the sudden impact, how far could she run if this didn't work? The locker room was just there, but that was a dead end. The exit was on the other side of the pool though and the only thing she could do would be to hid in the locker room/shower area then make a rush to those doors if it bypassed her hiding place or submission as much as she hated it if it managed to corner her, She was pretty sure that it didn't mean her as in food but that her own arousal was food to it, she hoped ...

Riptide rose, eager to get to its meal, ignoring the darting eyes of the girl's panic. The water rippled downward as he rose like a column of water, soon pulling towards the edge of the pool. A solid, watery mass, planted itself on the edge of the pool, its shaped webbed between individual parts and tapering off at the end like claws. It felt . . . .lightly woozy,suddenly, pausing in its motion as it heard the words of the incantation spoken from her.

Riptide gurgled at her, hungry, unsure of what she was doing as it slowly dragged another 'foot' up, dripping. Now that it was completely separated from the pool, its clear, teal color had left the pool, letting it return to its previous color. But the student would still be able to feel the droplets hold the same properties of its aphrodisiac, slipping down her perfect skin and soaking her bottom half of her bathing suit, begin to tremble of their own accord.

Shit! Of course it was not going to be that easy. It was still coming and was closer than she liked given her delay in having to catch her breath and now cast the rather ineffective spell. Her heart beat quickened. Etolie could still feel the water from earlier rushing against her in a pleasant way, eager for more it seemed.

It was excited now making it clear what he had wanted. Her only hope now was that it wasn't as agile on land as it was in the pool but at least her own movements weren’t so hindered though a dull throb rushed through her back, fortunately she landed on the pads but was still flung a considerable distance and got some good hang time allowing it to close.

Adrenaline worked to lessen the ache right now though but it was onto plan be as she spun around to run to the locker room. It was going to be tough to hide though given the way it was sliding against her, that was as much maddening as it was pleasurable.

She could only pray that it could not sense this water other wise regardless of where she ran it could find her.

Being sentient opened back up that option of bargaining, though she doubted it was going to let her go of course, Etolie wouldn’t have asked for that, she knew all too well but maybe …

She did all she could do at this point, she ran.

Riptide stomped heavily towards the student, each step like a wet slap of a flip. flop as he drudged forward, head swiveling in the direction of her bouncing body. Instead of angry at such a quick prey, it seemed even more excited, the waters rippling lively in its form.

It plodded forward awkwardly, each flop more eager than the last as it followed her path, already losing sight of her around the corner of the locker room. True, it was not connected to the water that was on her, but it need not be as she contorted and lithely escaped into the locker area. The water on her grew with a dim light, just the same as the color as what the pool was before Riptide pulled itself away from it. Unlike regular water, which would have been fallen off of her, this water clung like an adhesive, unaffected by the likes of gravity as it simply rolled against her body, sliding its chemicals all over her skin, thanks to her own movements. It would cause a growing sensation of arousal, a warmth budding all so subtly, barely noticeable in her fear as she widened the distance between herself and the creature. The more her heart pumped, the more she pumped her limbs onward despite her fatigue, it would only seep into her more and more, absorbing into her skin, the one on her bottom suit being absorbed between her pussy lips.

Riptide stalled its motions, looking at the many aisles of lockers that was in the room, halting itself at the entrance of the lockers. It could see that this was the only way out. But it didn't want to play the waiting game. It had waited long enough to escape the labs. A tail slowly formed at its rear, stretching out before it dropped like a lizard's tail, wriggling at the entrance of the locker floor. Riptide pressed forward, slowly.

There was no escape that she saw here when she dashed into the locker room, her eyes fell to the window though it was much too small to squeeze through. She felt something stirring her senses as her chest raised rapidly. Something that caused a dull ache in her breasts, a hunger between her thighs she was all to aware that something was not right her. It took no genius to realize that as the teal liquid clung to her making it tough to think at the moment.

Escape through the window was not possible, her offensive was laughable and the only hope she had now as a gasp pressed beyond her lips was that she could hide until it passed then proceed to the exit though she doubted that would work. Still, it was the only card she had left to play.

Racing to her locker she puts in her combination and hides inside. Shoving her fist in her mouth to stiff the sounds caused b the increased heat of her sex she does not pull the door all the way closed so she could still open it from within hoping it went down another row of lockers and benches so she could get behind it though it it came this way first she was screwed, it would probably notice the partial open locker.

One hand rubbed her clit though the arousal grew to increasing levels where she practically yearned for release. No. She would endure, she would find a way out of this mess!

Riptide plodded slowly through the locker room, the closeness of the wall of the lockers making the sickness slaps of its steps all the more pressing, making it hard to pin point exactly where he was. It slapped, the other step suctioning off the air as it pulled its next step, drawing closer into the aisles and rows. Whether it was traveling asides the benches, atop them, could not be ascertained from her confinements.

The water on her seemed to grow feverish in their act, bubbling and sizzling with their need. It egged her on as her fingers worked between her clit and its pointer. The water spun in its position, like a soft, warm marble, stirred within her being, drawing small patterns, following the contours of her body, working on every knot, every pleasure spot, as if wanting to draw out her own arousal as much as Riptide's

She bit back a moan as she listened though the sounds were misleading now as that desire built to insane levels. A gasp, though she bit down on her first. It was not that loud and hopefully went unnoticed in that confined space.

Her finger swirled against that clit. She wanted to sit down, to give in to that desire to loose herself in that pleasure that was growing more intense with each motion of her finger against a swollen clit.

Sensitive nipples ached as blood pulsed though them. She looked out through the grating in the locker but saw nothing unusual. She knew he was out there as surely as he was aware that she was somewhere in the locker room, her heart pounding against her chest thinking that each moment would be the one that lead to her discovery.

The creature could hear the small, moans, its own body beginning to respond in pleasure. The water trailing behind Riptide began to thicken, clinging to one another more sturdily in his weakened state, as if he were already feeling the strength. But that must have been because her needy sex was slowly seeping into the air.

The clinging water in her suit began to respond to its master's need, growing firmer and more bold in its instincts. Now the droplets were growing sturdier, as if little finger tips were drawing closer to her nipples and little pussy. Her nipples were slowly began hugged, the liquid growing tighter and shrinking with the bud. But the ones by her core refused, slowly and lightly trailing up and down her pussy lips with want, yet never enough to penetrate her, never enough even, to dip into her.

A shadow soon fell over the tiny slits of the locker, not blocking the lights, yet enough to show something was in the way. Like water.

Oh, that felt good! Tiny fingers sweeping over still sensitive breasts capped with those harened nipples. Her aroma seeping out into the air as she brought her own fingers needfully against her clit feeling that arousal that burned through her loins, the water teasing her just enough that she fought the urge in using her own fingers to press into those damp folds.

A shadow indicated it was close. No doubt it knew where she was. No doubt she was stuck now, her heart beats with the dread of the situation that steals over here knowing that there is nothing that she can possibly do. She could lock herself in the locker but what good would that do? Her attacks useless, her bargaining power the only thing she ha though really he could just take what he wanted … well most things anyway but she did not know what sort of monster she was dealing with now. The aquatic monsters she encountered were chaotic and amongst the scariest and most powerful of beings that she had met thus far so she expect that this thing would be in that same league.

Another moan she cannot help slips out over her hand, if the jig wasn't up before then it was certainly up now.

Riptide hear perfectly, smelling the moisture in the air from her arousal. It stopped at the locker she was in, staring long with its orbs before--

SLAMMM

The lockers around her clattered as it pounded the metal containers. Trying to break through, get through to what was so needed from her. "Open . . .up!!!" He growled. The lockers clattered, bending, denting at the slams. . . But they didn't give in. The water churned angrily within his form as he had what he needed right there, yet he couldn't reach it.

The water on top of the student continued to toy with her, egging her on as it intensified. The water around her nipples stiffening more as it churned, the water on her hair weighing her down. More from her lower part of her suit began being absorbed into her skin as the locker she was in clattered viciously, the shafts of light widening

Slam!

The sound hurt her ears coming from all about her, each blow quickening her heart rate as she sat in the locker unable to comply even if she wanted to for she was locked in. She felt like a sardine in a can, and it was slowly peeling off the lid revealing what was beneath. She was out of options and the only thing she could do now was wait for the inevitable to occur.

Flight and fight, both were rather irrelevant in saving her just then and she knew it was only a matter of time before he was able to get at her. She shut her eyes and tilted her head back though the feelings of arousal had not t=let up, in fact they had grown more intense.

She could feel that stirring water though now her last option, should she use it given that all was clearly lost baring a miracle which she did not consider coming her way at all.

“I can't open it from the inside! Stop before you wreck the lock, I'll tell you how it opens.” Acceptance. Perhaps if she worked with it she could at least experience a better situation. She sure hope it could read numbers or relaying the information was going to be trickier.

And there it was again. That sound of her melodic pleas. Riptide stopped his actions, picking up the sound of her moans and arousal, like a musical treat to his ears. The water in its motions sloshed before they settled within his frame, giving the woman a hungry look through the slits.

" . . . .open?" it growled, quirking its head off to the side.

The water that clung to her began to absorb to a feverish degree, now entering her bloodstream. Growing more prevalent, soon, it would sink its affect into her, an almost burning desire searing her, if ignored as it kept its position outside of her cage.

She shuddered against the sensations that worked over her, a finger curling about her own clit adding the water. It sounded curious, at least it had halted in further damaging the locker, it had enough sense to list to her.

“UHHH … yes, open. S-See the spinning circle? Spin it both ways to reset AH the lock.

“Right is in the direction of the lockers, left to OHH the door. Now go right to eleven … it should look like two slashes. Then stop, go left past the two slashes to the one or single slash. Go back to the right past the one and …”

Oh she hoped it could read! She could describe a zero but the two? “Go to the twenty, it should open then!”

She both wanted it to open as much as she didn't want it to open. Even if he figured it out the lock could still be bused already.

It looked about on the dial . . . The symbols . . . They were familiar, the number so. But from where, it didn't recall. The furthest back it could recall was when it awoke on the ship, coming from . . . It wasn't sure. Nevertheless it made the attempts . . . . Hunger versus logic. A short battle as the dial turned . . and turned, switching . . . With no result.

It hissed in frustration, slamming the locker again where the slit was at, finding that it was permeable from there. A sinister grin lifted its facial expression as it pressed forward into the locker vents.

The water splashed into the locker, flooding its way into the locker as it filled the bottom up, slipping past her and around and beneath. It filled up the locker half way, showing no end as it rushed in towards her, touching her everywhere. The water that was already absorbed, still softly glowing, intensified as its host was reconnected. The water continued to rise, up to her knees, her chest, showing no end. THe pressure built up before the water popped the locker door open from the inside out, washing the student out, flowing towards the aisle, draining her and itself into the opening the of the locker room opening, back into the pool, back into her most vulnerable position.