“Good.” There were no complaints and as such Ania took advantage of that, encouraged even further by how the talented singer pushed back though there was no need for her to put in any effort once the alien creature began to slice into her depths. She dragged those warm love pillows over her back with each thrust. There was not a moment she wouldn’t feel them at all while her own were being toyed with, these hardened nipples lightly tweaked and pulled by slender blue tentacles while other appendages molded the delicate flesh of her breasts.

“Uhhnn ..” Ania worked her willing partner nice and slow, the production of molten semen breaching the threshold with how quick the alluring femme fatale amassed the liquid burden of her loins, each time letting Andrea feel the same virility when those heavy testes smacking lightly against her form from behind. Sweet love came at such a high price of delay and yet their pace was kept fairly low, gradually rising the escalating vortex of pleasure within their cores although the student got the lion’s share given how much easier that male endowment had been to manipulate.

An amalgamation of boiling lust and crushing tightness encouraged her to move faster before long, but Ania tried to exercise restraint for as long as humanly possible before growing too eager to resist. She came off that neck she’d teased and suckled on, those tender loving affections replaced by the unadulterated sound of her bedroom voice which Andrea had been able to hear with utmost clarity. Sliding over her exposed clitoris, that prehensile tail of hers gently swirled about the edge for a few moments to come before angling itself against the slit of her body.

It pushed into her agonizingly slowly while those half lidded azure eyes observed her reaction from the corners of her own vision, her own hips slowing just a bit more considering just how sensitive Ania herself had been, the feel akin to blistering fires of delight shooting through the extension of her spine. In essence that tail had been an erogenous zone all on its own and plunging it into her, inch by inch, had been similar to driving a second cock into the delightful woman in terms of pure physical gratification. Synching up their movements came next, an even more pleasure inducing task for the huntress, but once that was done, there was nothing holding the azure hermaphrodite back.

“Ungh!” She came at her quicker now, finally kicking things up a notch for the ravenous amazon hoped to bridge the gap between her last orgasm and the next, quite eager to cum together with the woman in her arms. She touched upon her neck with those lips, hot and heavy groans spilling forth right next to her ear while the huntress pounded her ass with relentless abandon. They were on the final dash toward the finish line now, those squirming tentacles squeezing her breasts roughly while the twitching phallus rushing to her core twitched and throbbed in imminent release.

Only vaguely aware of what she had agreed too it did not matter now or later had she given it much thought. The last of that aphrodisiac made her feel so damn good that she did not spend too much time on it instead focusing on that feel of those breasts against her back as her own where toyed with to the effect of forcing out a cry from her lips.

She had felt that thickness pressed up against her, slowly venturing forth unlike that slime, each stroke meant to bring as little discomfort as possible and it still felt a little weird but she had not experienced anal all too often. Strange though it was she felt the sweet pleasure that it brought too.

“OHHH! AHHH!” She cried out feeling those balls slap lightly smack against her rump before she drew back out to do so again before vanishing completely. Hands bunch into fists, her ass lifts up more and her blue eyes press close.

The speed did increase though it was steady. She could feel the restraint in those thrusts too for while they became faster she was not eagerly or restlessly ploughing away at her. Another shiver raced over her spin though at the feel of that tail as it encountered her already swollen clit, nudging and playing with it briefly before flowing down to it's true target, the slit of her sex.

“OH! OH GAWD THERE!!!”

She tingled, her toes curling up as Ania slowed her pace briefly as that tail teased against her, into her. Then the pace picked back up. Filled at both ends she felt Ania lean down to whisper against her ear, her boy felt full and though she had just vacated a river of cum she felt stuffed at both ends as her still sensitive passage closed down around that tail clenching and releasing to clench once more.

“OHH! I'M GONNA! AHHH!!!” Her ass pressed back in a circular motion, her liquid love spilling out all over that tail as she once more cried out at the overwhelming assault.

Riding it out for longer than what was being proposed earlier sounded beyond appealing to Ania whose hips couldn’t stop their incessant rut even though Andrea had just been sent flying over the edge of pure delight. She fucked her through that blissful peak, but became overwhelmed with the tightness washing over her ecstatically throbbing manhood and tail, soon to fall victim to the pleasures of their encounter. It didn’t matter due to how much energy Ania truly had, her movements kicking things up a notch one final time before their hips flushed together at the same time as the eruption of her essence.

A throaty roar announced her own unrelenting release, probably the sole thing monstrous about her at the time while their rapidly escalating pace was brought to a dead stop once Ania impaled the girl one final time, unleashing the ferocious floods of thick cum into the farthest recesses of her rear passage. Tendrils dug into each breast encapsulated within their agile grasp, not hard enough to hurt although that might have been her holding back at just the right time given how good the whole ordeal made her feel after going easy on her crushing hole for a while.

Swollen testes rest against her backside, each infusion of thick cream causing the huntress’ muscles to tense and relax, leading to the full orbs rising and falling in a barely noticeable fashion while Ania filled her up with hot liquid delights. She didn’t waste too much thought on moving, for having taken that nearly completely untried passage felt quite godly in itself to the point where just feeling herself embedded within had been pleasant to a certain degree. Nothing could hope to spill out without her approval and thus far the azure tentacle graced woman stood her ground, playfully grazing the neck of her victim with those lush violet lips.

She even brought one of her legs up, clawed toes digging into the wall while Ania ensured to give her everything that was left within her, but of course the flow had to run dry eventually though it left her a bloated mess, much like before. She took a moment to let the whole mixture of goopy warmth settle before finally extracting herself from both ends with one languid motion, potent cum practically pouring out of her in gushes.

“Mmm ..” Ania purred with one final kiss bestowed unto her forehead after partially rounding the poor singer, knowing their performance was over at long last. “I look forward to doing this again sometime. Alas, I cannot keep you around forever. You’re too great a woman to pass up, but I don’t want to wear you out too much. You no longer have to worry about me for the rest of the day. You’re a lovely girl, Andrea. I’d hate to see you try and fight me again.” She wasn’t much of a woman for goodbyes, but this time Ania waited around to see what happened after reshaping one of her tendrils to the familiar needle shape prior to injecting Andrea with the fluids meant to dissolve the drug within her system, whatever was left of it anyway.

“OH YEAH! SO GOOD!” She cooed feeling bloated at the latest injection of cum, plugged up so all that cream had been stored in her a bit longer as she folded herself against that member, twitching and throbbing. Her breasts felt the press of those tentacles though there was the press of lips to the nape of her neck.

When she was rounded and her forehead kissed her cheeks were pink, either in exhaustion, the drug or both. Her chest rose and fell with each intake of air, her breasts bouncing just a tad at this.

Cream escaped her as Ania eventually pulled out and there was a lot of it. The floor of the stage was a complete mess though more importantly she was faced with the problem of getting cleaned up. It was fortunate on her part that it was a nice summer day. No classes and the bulk of the girls were enjoying the beach. Getting about unnoticed would be easier though there were still those around that weren't so keen of going to the beach or doing other outdoors stuff they were far and few between.

There was another injection that ate away at the drug that she was already exposed too. That heat not feeling as intense dwindling like a dying camp fire before burning itself out. She heard those words spoken to her as the drug exited her system.

Andrea shook her head, golden tassels of hair dancing this way and that as she looked at her with her blue eyes.

“I won't fight,” if one could even claim that such feeble resistance was fighting. After all Dendrite showed her how pointless it was though she had been influenced lately by Vanessa she was more the sort to fight when it was necessary. If the prospect of pain was on the line or escaping from this place where there was something on the line that was another matter or even escaping from an unknown adversary but she had an idea as to what to expect next time around.

Andrea was smart and sensible. She might not be a rocket scientist but she pulled in good grades and cracked the books when necessary even if she preferred to have fun more often then not. She wasn't too serious about studying but never had to study much, besides, she had already a career so studying was more a means to have fun for her, to do what a normal girl would. Music would always be there especially since she had a come back tour that she imagined going over well. She had no idea that she was not on Earth or going to get back home yet, that had not sunk in.

“Good girl.” Such a wild ride it was, but even now Ania hoped to live out her sexual desires to greater lengths the next time they happened to meet each other. She was pleased to find there’d be no opposition next time, too, making for a calmer encounter overall when one considered what could be gained from not fighting the woman who’d given her such divine pleasures to feast on. Ania never did appreciate the girls taking up arms, it usually ended up the same way regardless.

It hurt her pride more than anything else, thus fighting was out of the question. She demanded respect for being utterly superior in whatever physical confrontation these women could ever have with the likes of her and stubbornly insisting that going against her was a good idea had been treated with equal measures of brutality on her part although none of the girls could hope to defend themselves at that point in time. Ania, of course, became far less rough in her attacks, but there were some unfortunate ones who faced the full brunt of her ego before Rhaine set her straight on being cherished more than despised in the long run.

“I’ll visit you again sometime. Show me your best when I do.” With one final goodbye kiss to her tempting lips, Ania proceeded to look about the cum and feminine juices covered scene around them, looking for her belongings.

She collected whatever portion of her own stolen school uniform laid scattered about the sex stricken scene and prepared for departure by making sure everything had been set up neatly as to move about among the student body without too much of a hassle in case any Prefects or Head Girls happened to catch onto some minor errors here and there. With the final piece restored to perfection, Ania pointed at the discarded recording device.

“You may do whatever you please with the recording. You best overwrite the whole thing or flat out delete the contents before anyone gets their hands on it. You wouldn’t want them to hear you the way I did, now would you?” She grinned playfully at that, but decided not to taunt the exhausted young woman any further. It might take her some time to recover from what they’d just gone through, but in the end Ania left most of her clothes intact and refrained from turning her into too much of a mess. Well, moving about in public wouldn’t be a good idea, but it wasn’t too bad overall. She figured there wasn’t going to be too much trouble reaching the nearest shower.

Soon the alien female turned tail, gradually changing back into the same human disguise in which Ania tracked her down without interruption, a subtle sway to her mesmerizing hips while fading from the scene. She had enough entertainment for now to consider her worthy of being visited again, and being blond was always a plus in case Slarr wanted to have a previously sampled woman to toy with. This one would not leave either of them wanting, that much was certain.

Fighting was a rather useless thing for her. She had not been trained or experienced with brawling techniques though she figured that they would not have done any good even if she had been skilled. She knew when she was outmatched after all and for a moment she had laid there collecting herself.

The stage had been a mess but eventually she managed to pull it together as she collected her things. Of course she was still a bit disheveled and wouldn't pass any inspections though at a distance no one should pick up on the fact that anything was amiss.

It was summer and that worked to her advantage, most of the girls were at the beach with a few in the library reading for leisure. The bulk of the others were likely to be in the communal living area at the dorms passing time there in the recreational room.

Sneaking back would be easier though her attention had been shifted to the recorder. She nodded at that. Erasing the tape was easy enough though she had no roommate thus far and it was doubtful that anyone would snoop through her things to find it. Not that there was a reason to keep it either. b lank cassettes.

Andrea watched, amazed at the shift she made. It was not surprising but rather fascinating at the speed it was accomplished. Werewolves in movies always took forever to transform and this was far more fluid. An illusion? Maybe, she would not doubt this at all.

The last of that aphrodisiac had burned away though she had been left feeling good. A glow of warmth … though there was a fork in the road where she could have gone either way with matters but did not show that she had been angry at the way things had played out. She seemed to have some experience as to the way things worked here by this point though she had not gotten an exorbitant amount of attention either, just enough where this seemed somewhat normal to her.

“Then I shall see you then,” she took back the recorder allowing Ania to depart first using her to uncover potential pitfalls in staff or other students initially until braking off to slip back to the dorms.

She had no idea as to what the future held. Nor had Andrea known of this Slarr character, perhaps it was best that she had not known at all at this point.