She took his advice increasing the suction of her lips as she worked her hands along the tentacle. Jerking her palms up and down the smooth length she added some warmth to her palms as they moved along them. Her thighs pulled open as she was suspended in the sling.

A tingle burns through her as she feels the rub of his cock against her moist sex, a promise of things to come. Shortly thereafter she is rewarded with the taste of that chocolate liquid. The more she drinks the more of it is provided to her. It's a strange sensation that she feels growing wetter as her body relaxes. That fatigue bleeding away.

She gasps some of that liquid rushing down the sides of her mouth and chin as the tentacle escapes her lips. Her head snaps upward as she experiences the push of that tentacle inside her.

SO BIG!!! Her gasp finally given rise to words in her mind once he stops. Scorch feels the depth that he has reached though it should have come to her as no surprise seeing that she saw how big they were. How was it not hurting? She should have been split apart or felt like she was about to.

It took a moment for her to consider the liquid matching it up to his words that he had prepared her. Was there something in that essence? It made sense if it did what she had been told about it that there would be other features that had eluded her, things that she had no need of knowing.

Give me a moment ... She tried to relax then moved her muscles against that length rippling from top to bottom as best as she could. OK ...

Yes, my fluids ensure your body can survive my feeding without damage or pain, Greo answered Scorch's unvoiced question. He moved the tentacle she had been sucking on to her chest, rubbing its head against her breasts. Far from being finished, it was still as hard and ready as the one buried in her sex.

Once Scorch signaled her readiness, Greo pulled much of the length of his second cock from her depths, then began to pump with smooth, even strokes. The semen she had imbibed allowed her channel to strectch larger than she was probably used to. Still there was no pain to dampen the pleasure of being so full. As her body relaxed even further, Greo picked up the pace, his cock pressing into her depths again and again. His glans knocked lightly at the door to her womb with each stroke.

Remember, you don't need to hold back. Your energy tastes best when not overcooked. Greo continually thrust into Scorch with firm, deep strokes that increased in frequency with her growing arousal. The ancient alien could sense where and when he needed to push for maximum effect and leveraged that to his advantage. He made sure that each stroke felt better than the last, driving her body inexorably toward bliss.

Her question answered, she felt him exploring inside her. Either she was so tight or he too big given the way that she had been stretched out around him. If there had been anyone or anything that big inside her before it hurt. There had been plenty of large aliens at the club though in her current state it was impossible to focus on that.

Squeezing against him she felt spasms rush through her. The tentacle playing with her breasts found them sensitive and warm. Using her hands she made a tunnel out of them for the appendage as he reminded her not to hold back finding that her mind shifted ever so slightly to the club and holding back had been what she did there.

It was a new experience just to let go not that she could have held back for long given the pleasure she felt. In the absence of pain it was overwhelming, her body feeling so full.

“OH GOD!” She cried out as her head tilted back. Eyes closing as she came hard around that cock tentacle that knew just where to touch her. Her innards feeling heated as her essence flowed around him though his girth kept her plugged up and kept her from spilling all over the floor.

Greo pushed into the girl's quivering depths as she came and replied in kind. His hot, energy-laden semen rushed into her womb, filling it until her belly expanded slightly. He held there while she rode out the orgasm, keeping her quaking channel filled and plugged. The monster's other cock erupted as well, showering Scorch's face and chest with more of his prismatic fluid.

At the same time, Greo absorbed the energy swelling from her spirit. The 'cooking' was coming along nicely. There were some sweet notes mixed in with her spicy essence. A taste that most likely would have been drowned out if she had held back.

Delicious. Greo sent appreciatively as the young woman's orgasm wound down. Your life essence is quite remarkable. He slowly pulled his still hard cock from her sex with a slurping sound. Immediately another was placed at her entrance, bathing in the flood of mixed juices that sluiced from within her.

Now it's about time to turn up the heat, the alien sent as he pushed his third cock into her, filling her pussy agian in one thrust. The other moved just a little downward and angled to rub against her anus. Tell me, Destiny: how do you find anal sex?

That prismatic cum bathed her face and chest. Like Kyera she rubbed it against her skin causing it to glisten and shimmer. “AH!”

Her belly inflated with the size of him only for it to diminish as he pulled out of her sex, more of that cum sprayed into her further relaxing her. Cum spilled out of her and Scorch could hear it pattering against the floor.

Glad you enjoyed it. She panted, glistening orbs rising and falling. Not long after she felt a separate tentacle return to her pussy. Already stretched out by the last it had little work to do though her body tried to fold around it nevertheless.

In that single thrust he found her convulsing around him once more. A surprise orgasm hit her at once causing her toes to curl in response to the moan that freely escaped her lips.

Another went to her ass rubbing against it as he made his question. She had anal before, several times in fact given her history. It was almost always forced upon her so she never really thought much on it. But he would be the largest and despite what she already knew and experienced there had been a sliver of fear there too caught up in imagining the size of the appendage at her back door.

He probably picked up on her errant thoughts so she focused on the question itself. I've had it before but never from someone so BIG. More often than not it was used to cause pain. But in the entertainment business it was necessary.

How wonderfully sensitve you are! Greo wasn't completely surprised by Scorche's sudden orgasm. He had encountered such reactions in others from that particular move. Still, it was gratifying how sensitive she was to his attentions. And the little puff of energy added yet more sweetness to the taste of her essence.

I understand your fear and hesitation, he sent, responding to her thoughts as well as her specific mental message. But, perhaps it is time for a new experience. The creature continued to tease her star-flower with is cock, working his fluid directly into the muscular orifice.

As you already know, my semen prevents pain. He slowly pushed the head of his cock into the girl's ass. However, my species enjoys another pecular advantage. The alien's member compacted as it entered Scorch, becoming just the right size to maximize stimulation of her posterior channel. Our elasticity allows for some extensive anatomical control.

Greo continued to slowly ease his cock into her ass, feeling out just the right depth for maximum impact. Meanwhile, he held the other in the depths of her pussy, keeping it filled while he worked on opening the other nether passage for use.

He teased her back door explaining things to her, most of which she subconsciously knew but it was reassuring to have them addressed. She glanced back over her shoulder uncertainty on her features until all the gears clicked. She gave a slow nod in understanding feeling the coolness of liquid drip against her, smearing over her back door as the cock tentacle teased her then pushed forth.

Her eyes widened, back arching in his grasp. He was big, almost impossibly so. Again there was no pain, the cock advancing slower and even manipulated itself contracting to push forth.

“OH MY GOD!!!” She squealed out feeling incredibly full with both cocks inside her. Scorch felt each pressing against the other and even thought that the passages would burst into one. Yet there was no pain, nothing she had experienced before and that both thrilled and confused her.

She came again at the feel of both cocks inside her trembling until she got use to the sensations feeling her. Again she looked back over her shoulder, her face contorted in pleasure. Reaching back for another tentacle to guide to her lips she began suckling and slurping on it if he didn't resist moaning out around it in pleasant sounds.

Greo had expected his guest would find this a particularly unique experience. Few creatures had the ability and desire to enable a girl to feel so full without pain. Fittingly, his efforts were rewarded with another quick orgasm from the girl. The taste of her essence was almost perfect. Still, her life-force was strong; it was difficult to tell how much stimulation was necessary before he could truly feed.

Scorch didn't have to reach far before her hand encountered another of the alien's cocks. The hard, pulsing member was conveniently sized to fit in her mouth without straining. It leaked a constant drizzle of sweet fluid her to taste and swallow, making her throat tingle pleasantly.

Greo's other cocks remained still while the woman's orgasm subsided. When her body relaxed again, he began to shift them, pumping her nether channels slowly at first. Gradually he picked up the pace, though each phallus moved at a slightly different speed, making each double stroke different from the last.

The feeling had been a new one indeed. Even in group sex she hadn't felt as full as she had now. Her focus was unclouded by pain though the tentacle cock she brought up to her lips had been smaller. Probably compressed down to provide an easier fit.

“AH!” She gasped out in pleasure then gave the cock tentacle a long lick. Her tongue swirled against the tip collecting that sweet tasting cum.

“Mm ...” Her body swung back and forth as he began moving. Each tentacle varied it's speed which pushed her back and forth at a random pace.

One hand fondled her own breast while the other assisted her in taking that tentacle into hungry lips that sealed around that length. Sucking against it with occasion flicks of her tongue against the smooth appendage.

So deep ...

Kept on the edge she had never truly come down from her state of bliss and could already feel a vast throbbing inside her pushing her steadily towards her next release. The varied thrusts kept her on edge any time she felt too close the tentacles changed things up just enough to keep her on edge almost as if they knew how to prolong her bliss building her up to the strongest orgasm yet not that she would have been denied from it for long.

I'm … I'm … CUMMING!!! Unable and unwilling to hold back she felt her body rupture once again in short fashion. No wonder why Kyera was so fond of this! Her body quivered and shook as she tried to swing between those thrusts that filled her.

Greo eagerly absorbed the spicy-sweet energy released by Scorch's powerful orgasm. The preparation was nearly complete. Soon the ancient alien would feed; soon, but not quite yet. Now it was time for the final stretch; time to push the girl beyond her boundaries toward her ultimate climax. Even as Scorch's orgasm swelled and bloomed, the great beast picked up his pace. He tightened his grip on her body, holding her steady while he adjusted the position of her legs to accommodate maximum penetration. The twin pistons of his cocks shafted her in tandem, one pushing in while the other was pulling out. Deep, hard strokes rained pleasure on her nether regions to a rapidly escalating beat.

The member she was sucking on twitched and erupted in her mouth, shooting a wad of thick, rich chocolate semen down her throat. But rather than pulling away, it followed the fluid down, pushing deep as tentacles tilted the girl's head back into proper alignment. The cum she had swallowed disabled her gag reflex and hyper-oxygenated her blood, allowing her to take full, deep thrusts into her throat for extended periods. Additionally, the fluid had sensitized her oral tunnel, making the penetration as pleasant for her as it was for him.

Soon, all three of those shafts were pounding away at the young woman, causing her to rock and buck back and forth in the web of Greo's tentacles. But they were not the only ones he possessed. Five more swarmed around Scorch and she soon found one pressed into each of her hands while another nestled between her breasts. A pair of trunk maws used their tounges to push those lovely mounds together against the hot hard shaft, rubbing them back and forth along its length even as it slid between them. The final two members rubbed against the girl's feet, drooling arousal all over them.

Such a frenetic, overwhelming fucking must surely have already pushed Scorch higher than she had soared so far, but Greo applied yet another mode of stimulation. Lowering a feathery stinger so that it slapped against her clit as she jerked back and forth, he began to pulse electric current into the love bead. The power he used would have been agonizing normally, but with the amount of his fluid in her body, she could only feel pleasure. Finally, all the monster's cocks expanded as far as the girl's cum-enhanced anatomy would allow, producing a triple penetration more perfect than any she had likely known; one that pounded endlessly and ruthlessly into her tiny body, but brought only more and more pleasure.

And so, the powerful alien drove the girl unceasingly toward a truly massive climax. When that tsunami broke, Greo would feast.

OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!! Her mind screamed as she was unable to make more than those muffled sounds against his tentacle. His grip held her more or less in place other than the natural sway back and forth from those tentacles pressing inside her, filling her and never leaving her empty even as one retreated.

An eruption filled her mouth as chocolaty goodness flowed down it followed by that tentacle cock down her throat. Delicious ... It did not stop there. Rather her throat felt different, muscles relaxing as he plundered it. A transformation occurred, her mind rewriting itself. Suppressed from gagging while the little breaths she managed to take through her nose bloomed as if she was taking massive gulps of air her mouth felt as sensitive. It was like having another passage bustling with pleasure.

Other tentacles eager for her found their way into her hands that stroked over them while another pushed through the valley of her cleavage. Others still fondled and smeared her feat. Quickly she found herself overwhelmed never feeling anything even close to this.

In the past she had all three holes stuffed but never like this. Never had it felt so good in each location. She burst around him shuddering in a constant state as he quickly drove her off that ledge, her mind wrapped up in all the exciting and new pleasure that she felt now never even imaging it was possible.

And just when she didn't think it could feel any better there was a stimulating jolt of electricity that rushed through her as her clit was stung. She wasn't even aware that she had been stung, the constant electric current vibrated against her swollen nub in a constant flow that should have hurt but somehow didn't as it delivered more intoxicating pleasure to her.

She clamped down against him as best as she could seeing how stuffed she was. Crying out against the tentacle in her mouth she gave him quite the feast indeed.

A massive burst of energy flowed from the girl as she spasmed in Greo's grasp. He continued to pound away at all three of her holes despite her clutching channels. But more than this, he drank deeply of the energy and began to feed on the life-force it arose from. The constant draw of his pychic feeding kept Scorch's powerful orgasm rolling on and on. The sensual explosion stretched unnaturally as the monster fed. A rush of the woman's memories accompanied the psychic connection with her spirit, but few truly registered on the great beast's consciouness.

For many minutes, Greo fed on Scorch's living energy. Her spirit was very strong, but the ancient alien's hunger was nearly insatiable. Before long, the girl's life-force waned, growing weaker and weaker until the last flickering embers remained. Just before that could be extinguised, Greo's body shuddered and he thrust into the depths of all three of the girl's holes, ejaculating. Massive jets of his fully charged semen - the true elixir - burst from his cocks. The space inside Scorch was filled almost instantly, but more and more shot into and over her. Her belly swelled considerably from the pressure, but the fluid made her flesh elasic enough to survive withoug damage or pain. A moment later, those three cocks were pushed out amidst showers of cum. They joined the others in thoroughly covering her with the sticky life-giving substance. It would ensure her body stayed alive long enough for her spirit to regenerate.

The excess that spattered off the girl was drawn into channels in the tile around the well. They funneled the powerful elixir into an alchemical apparatus that bottled and preserved it. Dozens of vials were filled. Each one seemed to have a small flickering flame trapped within the prismatic fluid.

No visitors today, Kitten, Greo projected into Kyera's sleeping mind. I'm going to work on Destiny's mind while she recuperates. Don't forget to open the store in the morning. The ancient alien sank into his well, taking the near comatose Scorch with him.

"Yes, Master . . . " Kyera muttered in her sleep and turned over, though she would remember his words when she awakened.

Deep in the well, Greo laid Scorch on a comfortable bed that floated in his underground refuge. Here, far from the din of the city above, he worked through the hours of the girl's slumber to undo the damage to her mind. The process was long and invasive; it would have been agonizing for her if she were conscious and not thorougly dosed with his semen. Greo worked as long as he dared to untie the knots in Scorch's psyche, but he was unable to complete the operation before she began to stir.

Waving a tentacle in the air, he ignited a colony of glowing fungus that provided a comfortable illumination for newly wakened eyes. Then he waited for Scorch to regain consciousness.

Good morning! Greo greeted. I'd ask how you feel, though I imagine my elixir will still be making you a bit euphoric.

The two were in the depths of Greo's well, a semi-worked cavern deep below the suface. The chill was held at bay by a geo-thermal vent that spread warm steam through the chamber. Many varied and precious artifacts lined the walls of the roughly round chamber, some quite fragile-looking, though even the parchments and powders seemed perfectly dry, protected by some unknown agent. The fluid of Greo's semen had long since soaked into Scorch's skin, leaving only a shimmering residue.

OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!

Electricity fired through her body. Her mind going blank with pleasure as orgasm after orgasm flowed out of her. One or another tentacle cock pressing her to that point of surreal bliss. It was confusing too, with her throat being transformed into another erogenous zone only added to the intense sensations that had bombarded her. If she wasn't pressed to the point of pleasure by one then surely the other was firing off a response in her head.

Then it came. And boy did he cum. Even that sensations was new to her given how full she already felt her stomach inflating as fluid rushed into her contained at first by his cocks but even they were displaced allowing a plethora of essence to escape her.

More rained down upon her. Or maybe it was the excess of the three cocks. She couldn't say for certain. Her hair darkened as it grew damp with cum. A deeper red off set by the shimmering nature of that cum that thoroughly bathed her shuddering body.

Overwhelmed she was only dimly aware of being drawn away. At least that part had been the same to all the nights at the clubs were she was taken off after her mind was obliterated. Her dreams filled with sex and lust, her body still displayed signs of arousal when she woke.

Her clit and nipples were hard despite the warmth she encountered here. When her eyes opened she was confused finding herself on a bed. It was dark until the fungus activated. Sitting up she glanced about the circular chamber. Only having seen it from above had she been aware that she was in the well. Still it took a moment for the cobwebs to bleed away and an upward glance.

Other than the weird sexually charged dreams she felt good rather than feeling as if she ran a marathon all night. She caught the shimmer of light on her skin even in the dim lighting.

“I was out that long?” It occurred to her that there was no other way out of the well that she could see and it didn't look as if she could climb out on her own.

“I thought I was back in the arena for a second there.” She gestured to the walls before it all clicked that this place was a lot smaller than the former. When she moved to swing her legs off of the bed she then realized that the bed was floating too! She paused looking down, shocked at first at the unexpected discover then calming once she analyzed things.

Her hair was still a darker red and Scorch felt that it was still a bit damp. Not that it should have surprised her given the shower that she experienced. Her mind flickering to that along with wrapping her head around other matters from the night before. Things that should have been impossible and yet they happened. She had thought of several questions there but dismissed them for the time being.

Be at ease, Greo soothed Scorch's initial confusion. I brought you to my sancutary so I could work at healing your mind in peace. The ancient alien opened an equally old-looking chest. From among the contents he retrieved a red silk kimono embroidered with a dragon motif in pure gold thread. He opened the garment and draped it over the girl's shoulders.

It has been about eight hours, Greo confirmed. When I feed, the subject is brought to the very brink of death. It has taken your spirit this long to regenrate enough for you to stabilize. My semen kept your body alive long enough for that to occur. That is why you needed to be so carefully prepared and dosed before the feeding.

I spent the time while you were unconscious mending the damage to your psyche. Alas, I was only partially successful. You regained consciousness before I could finish, and the process is too invasive to continue while you are awake. For the time being, your unnatural desires should stay dormant so long as you are able to avoid the object of those desires.

Greo tapped the side of the bed with a tentacle and it began to ascend, carrying Scorch toward the well's opening. He floated along just above, leading the way at a relatively languid pace. Rings of fungus lit up as they neared, keeping the light level fairly constant. Looking upward, however, the mouth of the well seemed but a small circle of light in the darkness.

I can probably finish the job with another session or two, but I'll need to feed on you again, and that is too dangerous to do so soon. At least a week should pass before you are subjected again to such a massive loss of spirit. Greo's grasping tentacles were draped all around the slowly climbing bed, so even if Scorch lost her balance, he would catch her before she could fall. There is also a chance you could become addicted to my elixir if dosed too often.

Greo sent word of their imminent arrival to Kyera, so that when he and Scorch cleared the well, she was there holding the human woman's belongings. The clothes were cleaned and folded neatly, with everything in its prober place. Scorch's boots seemed to have been refurbished and shined, looking nearly new.

Kyera will show you where you can get cleaned up, Greo sent. You may keep the kimono, it's not really my color. The alien's tone was jocular, but the offer was genuine. The old garment, priceless as it was, had been lying in a chest for hundreds of years, no use to anyone. It has been treated with alchemy to remain clean and fresh continually as well as to repair minor damages.

The floating bed moved over the wall around the well and lowered to allow Scorch to disembark next to Kyera. The catgirl smiled and winked at her, proferring a hahd to help her up.

Return here in no less than seven days if you wish to continue the healing process. The feeding required will also serve as payment; the same as last night's session. Farewell, Destiny. The massive creature began to sink back into his well to rest from his labors.

"There's a large sunken tub just over this way," Kyera gestured toward a nook in the wall. Upon closer inspection, the nook turned out to be a semi-hidden passage to another small chamber. Inside was indeed a sunken bath reminiscent of a spa or hot-spring. Kyera put Scorch's clothes on a nearby bench and retrieved a soft fluffy towel from an antique wooden cabinet.

"The water automatically heats to your personal preference," Kyera giggled, helping Scorch remove her new kimono and placing it with the rest of her clothes.

The kimono draped over her shoulders she slipped into it as her confusion abated. Eight hours? Her dreams were chalked up to whatever he had been doing though she felt confused by his whole feeding progress. It felt intense, incredible but she never felt as if her life had been in danger. He explained that too given the way she had been prepared. There were things that defied what she would have believed possible yet she lived through it.

“So as long as I avoid Mercer.” She assumed that he was the trigger that Vespira set for her. Of course she couldn't be entirely sure, things were all blurry as far as the club went. Was there something else? She was prepared well before she was transferred to the lupine. Had she been groomed for him specifically or trained for the task to serve? Regardless she would be staying away from Mercer given the way she felt regarding him. With a clear head she felt that utter hatred again mixed with the shame of having been touched by him. Not only did she enjoy it she craved it.

The bed levitated upward, those tentacles looked as if they were pulling the bed upward though she was doubtful of that unless he was causing it to levitate in the first place. She watched as the floor of the well had been swallowed in darkness as the light climbed up the well as they passed.

One week? Her mind swam with all the information she was receiving. Would anyone pass up the chance to do that again? Yet there was the caution of addiction too. And there had been genuine excitement that it could be two sessions instead of one.

“Thank you,” she had no idea about the properties of the kimono though it looked to be of great quality. It felt like it was made of silk too.

“And thank you,” she took Kyera's offered hand hoping down from the bed and noting her clothes. Her attention went to the boots that hadn't been in better shape since she had bought them. “You didn't have to clean those boots that well. I've had that pair for awhile now.”

They hadn't been her only pair but they survived many bouts in the arena.

She followed after Kyera. Without the catgirl she would have missed seeing the chamber at first glance. “Oh, this is nice.” She glanced around the chamber. It wasn't long before she was nude again as the kimono was placed with her other clothes.

Her skin shimmered at times. Scorch could heat water but the effort to do so required more time then turning a tap on. The greater the volume the longer it took and she had to concentrate on what she was doing all the while too. “How do I adjust it?” At this point it wouldn't have surprised her if it was as simple as thinking about it. “But more importantly are you going to join me?”