The girl wrapped her luscious legs around the tentacle thrusting into her. Her thighs embraced the tentacle as if it were a lover. She continued to lick the cheerleader. "I-It's no use, Wendy..." She seemed like she was on the verge of crying. She grabbed onto the tentacle that was diving into Wendy's pussy and helped pump it in and out of her. "I-I'm so sorry! Sorry...!"

Wendy grunts and groans weakly squirming still despite the situation as she felt that tentacle pumping deeper into her sex as well as the one in her rear. The Cheerleader was somehow still holding her own but her eyes were starting to flash in and out...like she was close to passing out at this rate.

It is soon apparent that Wendy's will was too much for the blob, and its tentacles spray its nanite discharge deep into the cheerleader, dissolving its marking dye into the girl, exciting all of her nerves in the process, the black gel starting to wrap around her and Vanessa, like a cocoon. Things started to go black for the pair...black...

As they came to, the cheerleaders were alone, curled up in the shower. Their outfits had been restored, albeit a bit wet thanks to the shower head still spraying upon them. Vanessa was curled up behind Wendy, as if nursing a hangover. The blob made sure to cloud the minds of its victims, so that what happened seemed more dream than reality...

Vanessa had awoken and looked beside her partner. Yet another encounter with the monster that made it all seem like a dream. But she could remember it clearly. She slowly got on her feet. "O-ow..." Apparently she had bruised her ankle at some point. She turned off the shower and painfully dragged the busty cheerleader and laid her out on the bench. Maybe it was better for Wendy to think that it was all a dream. If the two girls were to ever meet again, Vanessa would act as though she didn't know the cheerleader. Yes, it was better to live assuming that it was all a dream. If Wendy wasn't going to be attacked ever again, then the dream would be nothing more than a distant memory. The knight changed out of her cheerleader uniform and left the locker room. She wasn't ever going to be a cheerleader. Ever. Again.

Wendy laid there naked as she was blacked out by the blob. Having avoided giving into it's touches as she laid on a bench in the locker room. Her eyes fluttering open as she could see Vanessa leaving the locker room. "W-wait.." Wendy groaned out extending a hand towards the leaving knight...her eyes going hazy once more. Before she passed out once again...her body laid out on the bench right now...her own normal school uniform laid out nearby to put on when she woke up properly.

As the two girls parted, Cangelosi went over the data it collected. Two times this Vanessa had sought to interfere with its duties. Nothing wrong with that, it fancied that knight-like spirit, but it may bode unfortunate if she kept making this a habit. And this Wendy girl. My, she was a morsel and a half. The blob was certain to make sure to cross paths again. Overall, that session alone was a success, though he missed the deflowering by a whisker. A virgin cheerleader, whodathunk?

Off to plan the next big snatch, it guesses, as it slid out of the lockers, to the exit.