As the water flowed into the locker, Etolie stood pressing her back against the cold metal there though the lock did eventual pop sending her out into the locker room and beyond with the flow of water. She panics for a moment then shakes her head from side to side as she is on her back once again and carried along.

Certainly there was no escape today. None help coming all she could do was endure this and hope that she could somehow make it through all this though her mind was being assailed by the water.

Her finger pressed to her clit firmer as she rolls it against her sensitive flesh, unable, or perhaps unwilling to make another dash towards freedom. It was clear that freedom was only going to happen when it was through with her.

He could feel her now, even more so with all her lust leaking from her. He could feel her, from every curve, every smooth edge of her body and he could honestly think.

He's never tasted a sweeter taste.

The faint flash of memories delved his mouth, sweet, bitter, succulent pussies . . .and Yet none fared as much as this one. It splashed the pool water around, its teal soft glow growing back with his presence in it again. Yes, he would take her, nothing short of her ravasishming would suffice as he lifted her waist into the air, supporting her back and ass. Her toes remaining in the water, was pulled outward as its face rose into the surface, a watery tongue lashing out at her labia, brushing away her fingers.

The thickness delighted him, as it growled up at her, seeing the growing lust in her body.

Alright, she had survived these things in the past. She was panicked of course, her heart hammering in her chest, the fear that possessed her but she could get through this. The fact that it was sentient helped her mind somewhat though she did not have much to bargain with.

It wasted no time in lifting her up. Supporting her weight, her fingers brushed aside.

Food ... She remembered it saying. He seemed agitated earlier but excited when finding something too.

She might have been flattered if she knew of it's preferences. After all she was into herself, quite vain at times. But she groans knowing what to expect as she feels a watery tongue sweep against her. She groans out at that pleasant nature, though given what it did to the locker cooperation seems to be in order.

She brings a finger to her clit trying to stay out of the way of it's tongue she rocks it back and forth adding to her own excitement, encouraging it to invest it's attention there.

That submission. That instant where her hips rocked into his mouth. It tasted of victory to him. The water churned alive again, the liquid bubbling around her form. The tightness of her legs spreading held firm, assuring she wouldn't be able to close it. Even if there pleasure was too much, it wouldn't relinquish, even if it meant her mind would explode from the pleasure all over the pool.

At that thought, its fluid tongue dove into her, passing her lips into the savory passage that it desired.

There was no bargaining with this creature. Only her submission would please it and, even then, its hunger was no where near even sated yet at that thought. Not even close.

It had appeared sentient though Etolie realized what it wanted after all even if it had gotten frustrated with the locker earlier it had displayed that it was capable of problem solving.

She realized that she was quite literally fucked here. That was a position that she would have to readily admit to herself though often enough she was on the other side of the equation here. She knew that it wasn't going to let her go and the best she could hope for was some method of damage control.

Not being hurt was a bonus of course, that would be something she would strive for though of course of a higher priority was avoiding anal sex.

As it appeared though she might be in luck … it said that she was food and seemed to be in a frenzy with the scent and now taste her.

Her legs kept apart, that watery tongue flowing through her passage producing more of that honey as a moan had been forced from her lips.

“Mmmmmm ….”

Of course she was afraid at what it could do to her, her hips squirming as she readily gave up the fight in hopes that she could appease him.

“J-Just don't hurt me ...” unused to asking anything, nipples tight, her passage quite moist another moan parts her lips readily.

Hurt?

Riptide hadn't planned on doing anything to hurt. But was it? The two modules in its sockets burn harshly, sending electrical currents into its form, the pool. The small stun shooting into her clit that he feasted on.

The scientists. The test subject. The first near escape he had . . . That's right . . . He couldn't hurt now. Was unable to. But with this honeypot here.

Frankly, it didn't care. It needed what she had. Then, there. Here and now. With those thoughts, he recalled how the scientist in their flimsy bras and coats and nothing compared as now.

It was then it needed it. He would give it. A watery appendage lengthened from where its mouth was at her entrace, bulking, expanding into her as it tasted and penetrated into her depths, clit still being rolled in the water trap.

She had no idea that it couldn't hurt her but there was fear there, as if understanding she felt a shock course through her, her head tipped back as a wave of ecstatic pleasure washes over her promoting more of her excitement.

Etolie being fully aware that she cannot get away at this point doesn't even think to try as it holds her aloft. This was a fact of living here on the island and she knew how pointless begging and pleading was though as she feels herself being filled she offers up more of that nectar that he is after.

“UH!” Her nipples, hard and point jut out, her clit assailed in such a way that pleasure washes over her and while she would fight further in one instance she was hoping that it was not interested in her ass. Anything but there.

If he wanted her pussy, well so be it. She hated loosing control but knew the nature of the game, that she wasn't suppose to be the dominate one in these exchanges.

She would comply with being his meal, she trembles, held a loft, her passage soaked from his passing and her own arousal.

“UH HUH! OHHH!”

Riptide relished in the taste, the texture. Soon, he grew the girth of his tongue, filling her more and more as his mass rolled within her cunt, the pressure roling higher within her. Soon, he wasn't able to keep her still in the water. His form rose higher from the water, what formed his cranium soon rolled into a waist, growing into a chest.

Etolie would soon be able to find above her the mass of the humanoid water, the water spiking about what grew into arms, a large bottom jaw grinning hungrily at her.

Claw like hands slowly curled around her shoulders, the small prickles of those spike prodding her, revitalizing and injecting her skin with those immeasurable glowing chemicals that seemed to saturate its being.

Her body was filled, the girth of that tongue swelling but that was one of the properties of water, to fill whatever container it filled. Her head tips back feeling him go to work for it had not felt unpleasant at all, even when tiny claws scrapped her flesh, even as something worked it's way inside her as here head tips back.

“UHH!”

Her hands reach down to the back of his head as if to hold him in place but they press against it virtually sinking into the water and probably would have if he wasn't making an effort to make himself some what solid.

His attention with his tongue had already hardened her nipples into little prominent pebbles, her breasts swaying with each jolt of his tongue into her. Oh, he was big and never before had she felt something filling her up like this!

Her hips swished back and forth as she lets out a whimpering cry. She had not been able to get away from it and she would fight no further unless he had tried to take her ass. She had no problems in given him what he was after and what he was after seemed to be the honey that formed up between her thighs.

Pulling against the back of his head she managed to get him just a little deeper, panting out as she gave the victor a taste of his reward. She had played the game before. Sometimes she won, other times she lost, she even managed to get away once at the expense of another student, Etolie lost no sleep over that.

“OH GOD!” He was so deep trickling against the inner folds, sweeping over her G-spot even now.

Her skin began feeling hot, was something happening? Was something already happening that drew her more into this moment? She had not experienced a true aphrodisiac before but that demon she encountered had a pleasing touch, an arousing one and it was this that she felt now.

Warm and delicious the way her body tingled and responded offering up more juices to that tongue as he pushed his way inside making her feel good, she didn't want to fight any more though she had given up that notion to fight against that now would take an enormous will one that Etolie possessed but she had surrendered the fight even though doing so might not even been possible at this stage.

He had said earlier that he was hungry. Now eat!

Like a tongue, the creature's 'member' churned and stirred her juices, preparing for the moment it would burst forth. What was once transculent, teal water, was now thickening, becoming less see through and more solid as his 'hips' slowly began to pump into her. Water trickled down her ass cheeks, some even between her cheeks, but only ever sliding through, never trying to enter. But even those drops were warm, glowing, thriving with the chemicals as they teased the area just South of her pussy.

Mmm, he could feel the shape, loved her smooth her ass was as more of the water claimed the surface of her skin, growing stronger, kneading, rolling, nonstop sensation.

He could tell that she was growing more aroused, feel it in her passage, but he wasn't ready. WHy? Wasn't he hungry? But his taste was starting to grow a character. Wait. Not yet. More. Patience. Those thoughts echoed into his psyche as he pumped even slower now, more thoroughly in and out of her tight pussy.

She gasped, the flow of those chemicals were strong of course as they warmed her body. She felt the ache in her breasts, particularly the swollen nipples and blood engorged clit. The aphrodisiac working on her as that tongue pressed inside her gaining the reward of her increased arousal as more of that delicious nectar grows coursing over that watery tongue.

“UH!” She squirmed not in resistance but in need, in want. Part of her mind wondered what he was waiting for as her toes curled up against that pleasure. She wanted more, wanted something thicker inside her.

“OH YESSSSS!” Water was all over her, sliding against the drugged girl. This was like that touch the demon used but it only casually touched her and did not do anything like this, he had not brought a constant arousal to her though he easily could have if he had wanted the fact of the matter was that she had felt noting as intense as this feeling right now.

She was giving into the drug. “F-FUCCCKKK MMMEEEEEE!”

A curly grin of his jaw pulled up. The water sliding down her ass and through her crack hardened, giving a thick, feeling cock to be sat there, smaller bumps pressing into the sensitive ass cheeks. With her need at its peek, it stopped altogether, letting the water simply spin inside her.

Her nipples, her taut body, her sensitive curves was all he needed as he became truly solid. Nothing could be seent rhough him, save a thin, foggy shiolloute from the other side. His form with firm, strong handles as he gripped her. Her words brought such delicious sensations through his sensories, wanting nothing more than the entire pool house to be filled with her screaming, mewling like a little whore.

He wondered though . . .Which hole would give her the most to give HIM the most. The strong cock resting between her ass cheeks sat idle, still seeping its chemicals into the flesh as played and slid a little within. The tongue, tasting the most, sat and squirmed, lapping up the juices already inside. Which should he try most as he hovered her.

Even in her induced state her eyes widen as she feels that cock solidify, her heart pounds against her chest as resistance surges in her again. She thrashes like a fish snared upon a line instinctively though there is no use at this point, braking free is useless.

“NO NOT THERE!” Even so the chemicals wreak havoc on her body letting him know that this must have been an instinctual strong reaction within her. Of course it was not her choice to make in this matter. Of course it was up to him as she was helpless against that hold, against that tongue, her chest rising and falling as she pants in fear.

She was ready. Even with the reaction, he knew she was ready, her body was livid, her form begging for it even with the reaction from her lips. Sitting the cock in her ass cheeks to stay, to stir the need further, the tongue in her cunt expanded, transforming while still inside and bulking its girth into a cock, slowly ramming her until its speed rammed.

In. Out. In. Outinoutinoutinout. Again and again the water slapped her ass as he drilled into her, the cock in her ass sliding between her crack with pleasure as a gurgling roar left out of its form. He watched with giddy hunger as her breast swayed back and forth, not caring of its size but enjoying her and her hair loosening up.

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“NOOOOOO!” She struggled despite that chemical coursing through her. Her CDR growing in intensity as the cock presses against her ass that tongue driving inside her pressing her back against that watery stiffness as he penetrates her back there.

Pleasure and pain work against each other. She had hoped, prayed that it would not come to this but she is powerless to stop this as her eyes squeeze shot, it was one thing to be dominated, her CDR came terms with that but this, this was humiliating to the girl even if she tossed her head back and forth in the bliss-like state hat those chemicals induce in her.