It smiles as it gazes over the girl. Then it says, "Why you keep fighting this? You know me not gonna stop. Me want you to be so exhausted that you escape be useless!" Then it keeps plunging it's finger in and out of her tight snatch. It wanted to bring her off to another mind-numbing orgasm. Well... it wanted her to have a ton of orgasms till her body would ultimately refuse.

Me see you still trying to fight the pleasure. Me want you to feel pleasure. Me not want you to hate it, it thought as it's tongue suddenly lengthens till it suddenly encircles both of her breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze before relaxing. It rumbles deeply as it does this. Apparently it was feeling another moment of satisfaction ad torturing and molesting this girl.

Was it tiring of her and her abused body? No. But it seems like it was trying to ponder ways to keep up the pleasure. Because... even though it wanted to eat her up so badly. It couldn't do so just yet. It had to time it perfectly or otherwise... it'd just be a gluttonous monstrousity.

Jag moaned and fought as much as she could, which at this point, was just trying not to orgasm. Even that couldn’t last, as she felt her stomach tighten with its tongue encircling her young breasts, squeezing the firm orbs as just tightly enough to push the girl onwards towards climax. At the same time, it continued to plunge its thick finger in and out of her sex lips, a wet sound filling the air as it pushed and pulled from the girl’s soaked cunt. She couldn’t hold out much longer at this rate…

"Mmmm... you are so lovely in your tastiness! Me likes lovely girl," it says as it emits a happy snarl. It opens it's gaping maw and snaps it shut a few times. It continues to drive the clawed digit into her tight snatch, using abit more force as she could feel it wriggle about her insides. The claw tickling over her inner walls. Then it twines a tentacle from it's back around her waist and lifts her up in a sitting position. It retracts it's tongue back into it's mouth as it occasionally flicks out to lick at the girl's stiff nubs.

The tentacle around her waist then pulls her even closer as it falls into a sitting position, causing another small quake. Then she finds herself sitting in it's lap as it says, "There we go. This be much better. Now me just get comfortable. And you just enjoy me games, okay?"

Jag groans and is almost to the point of orgasm when it finally ceases up for a moment, pulling her along the ground… she can’t tell where to... doesn’t care really. Anything is better… than…

She found herself sitting in it’s lap, her cunt till dripping her juices freely onto him. She could see it on his claw as well, glistening in the sun. Her young body heaved for air, desperate to keep living.

It peers over her form as it gives her a long, rough slurp on the cheek. It tauntingly opened and closed it's maw at the girl as it emits a happy rumble. Then it finally says, "Me thinks you are so tasty. Why you tasty? Is everyone around here as tasty as you? Huh? Me wants to know. Please tell Terasmus...!" Then it leans his head down to nuzzle at her cheeks, continuing it's rather rough slurping.

She seems totally worn out. Is it really time for me to eats her up? What if she finds new strength and fights her way free and escapes? Me would have to chase her. Maybe it be a ruse and me have to chase her. It be an illusion, yes, it thought as it gazes at her. Then it says, "Why you trying to fool me with tiredness? Me not convinced you are really tired. Me thinks you are just playing so you can escape!"

Jag looked up with defeated eyes. Almost unable to respond now, doubly so from its attentions to her body, she simply groaned a little as it continued to lick over her face like a happy dog would to its master… only she was definitely not this things master, quite the other way around at the moment at least. She squirmed beneath it but made little attempt to escape, simply because she knew she was no match for its strength.