Satisfied with his latest modifications, Morloch sits upon his throne deep within the campus's underground labs. The chair is linked to the main power supply and cables are hooked up to the back of his head. The glowing red eyes of his optics seem dulled as his spirit lingers inside the machines around him. Jumping from one to another like a ghost possessing a human host for it's own nefarious needs. Despite being what appears to be an ordinary school, this place is full of state of the art tech and of course, fresh young students waiting to be experimented upon.

One particular student catches his eye, a beauty for sure. It's clear that she is attractive and desirable but it only brings out the worse in him and of course the other monsters in this capmus. She was the same, beautiful, young and so full of life. His fist almost crushes the arm rest under him as he feels his rage build but it is quickly replaced by something else as he watches her. Lust. He must have her, he needs to have her. To watch her body twist in pleasure, to feel her soft flesh within his grasp.

At once his "locusts" seem to awaken, taking flight as they act as his eyes and ears around this campus. They shoot through the air vents and enter the main building, where the classrooms and dorms are located. They quickly begin to spread, looking for her again. Wondering where she has gone and what she is doing. It's the middle of the day, so not yet time for her to return to bed. Hopefully he'll catch her alone. The other minions react to his thoughts, quickly exiting the labs and heading up to the classrooms again. First he will see how she handles these. Then the real fun will begin. If she can't handle his minions, she isn't worth his attention but somehow deep down, he knows she won't disappoint.

I was so stressed, only a month into my studies here at Shokushu. My old school was challenging, but this one seemed to really pile on the work, maybe to keep us busy away from our families and friends at home. I tried to keep up as best as I could, which often time meant spending my lunch in the library or the computer labs.

I was tired today, didn't sleep well last night, and was just heading down the hall, away from the computer lab after class, but stopped in the middle of the hallway, deciding I would be more productive if I just stayed there. Every one was heading to lunch after all, and there wasn't another computer class after this one. My professor already said I could stay as late as I needed to make sure and keep up in the lessons.

The last student left as I returned to the room, picking my favorite computer in the room, the last desk on the right. Half the time it is already taken by the time I get here, the last one in the door in the morning. In the beginning, the first day of class, there were more students then desks, and I had to share with a pink haired girl. It was good though, because now were are like best friends.

I sat down and pushed the button to reboot the computer. Reaching down into the bag at my feet, I pulled out the guide book and notes from class, and began trying to find my pencil. "Dammit, I have gotta find a better place to keep it", I mumbled out in frustration.

For the brief moment she isn't looking at the computer, the screen flickers on and off as if hit by a surge of electricity. A face flashes on the screen only to be replaced by her desktop, despite having only used the computer a few moments ago, somehow it looks like it's been upgraded. As the computer starts up, a new icon pops up. It reads "audio guides to help students tackle the stress of studies" it sounds simple enough, maybe something the campus is testing out since it's standards are so high. If she clicks on it, a new window opens like a messenger chat. A chibi demon like figure appears and waves at her as a voice seems to come from the computer speakers. Commanding yet soft and almost enchanting but at the same time robotic.

Thank you for signing up for our free trail. My job is to help you relax and take the stress off your studies! First thing is first, close your eyes and take a deep breath. Relax, lay back and let your body take a minute to settle

Of course it's all a ruse to get under her skin, luring her into listening to his voice with an innocent enough program. If it helps with her studies why she should resist the sweet robotic voice.

That's it. If you are wearing a uniform, it might help to take something off to help your body breath. Make sure the doors are locked, we don't want to get in trouble!

Despite how bizarre it sounds, he knows deep down it will seem like he is making sense, his voice working away at her mind, getting her to lose track of reality. His minions already starting to ease their way into the room.

The computer seemed to boot up differently then normal. I clicked on what it was prompting, and then it started talking to me about releasing stress for students or something, I only half listened, still looking for my pen. “AH! Bad pen, next time stay where I can find you”, I said finally sitting back in my chair and scooting it forward.

“Close my eyes? Hmmm, ok”, I said laughing. I stopped scooting, sat back and closed my eyes. I began to take deep breaths like it said. Usually computer voices were far from soothing to me, they rather get on my nerves, but this voice, was somehow calming. I started to become very relaxed, just as it said I should. I was so tired already, I found myself drifting a bit in between suggestions.

“Come to think of it, this vest is the most binding thing, clamped across my breasts every day”, I thought while removing it to put on the back of my chair. Then, before I knew what I was doing, my hand was on the lock of the door, securing it from the inside, and then returning to my chair.

The second my round ass hit the seat, my eyes closed again.

It's all coming along perfectly, she's already listening to him and obeying despite herself. She doesn't think there is anything wrong after all it's just her and the little chibi computer demon and it's not like he can see her, right?

That's it. Just relax and let the breathing take over, don't think about anything else. Just breath in, breath out. Listen to my voice and you'll feel much better

While she is distracted his minions begin to spill into the room, hiding under desks and behind the book shelves nearby. With her eyes closed and her completely zoned out she will fail to notice them. Even her computer is up to something as a cable from the back extends outwards to the computer beside hers and begins to spread.

Ok now let's try some physical exercises you can do to help you relax. First just roll your neck around while you breath, slowly at first. Ok good! Now stand up and bend over and touch your toes. If your uniform or clothing isn't suited for this you should remove them so they don't cause you any discomfort

Again he tests her with his powers. Normally she wouldn't be so eager to strip her clothes in such a place but the way he says it, it seems to make sense and since the door is lock she is safe from prying eyes. Or so she thinks. She already has an audience watching and wait.

Rolling my neck did indeed feel wonderful, releasing the stress I hold in my shoulders too. “Stand up?”, I questioned, I was so comfortable where I was, but ok. I was a little self conscious all morning of bending over, because I didn’t wear any panties that day, and well my ass would be fully exposed under the short skirt, but no one was around.

At first lean, the buttons on my slightly tight blouse strained against my breasts. “I really should get the next size bigger in blouse, so I don’t have to worry about losing a button all the time”, I grumbled as I unbuttoned them down to my waist. My bra was low cut, so as I bent over exposing my ass, a huge amount of cleavage appeared too, almost to the nipple, hanging before me as I stretched and reached for my toes.

Despite himself, he can't help but grin as she starts to act like a doll, performing her role perfectly as she begins to listen and obey. It's not a question of saying yes or no, his voice just makes it seem like the correct course of action. But he's in for a pleasant surprise when he sees just how little she is wearing. His minions behind her in the perfect position under the desks to get the perfect shot of her skirt riding up to expose her delicious curves and of course her firm round ass. Her pussy on display is an added bonus.

Of course he can't help but let the cameras built into the computer to zoom in on her chest, capturing the cleavage perfectly. Her breasts seem to be begging to be let loose. He can only hope she doesn't wise up or resist his voice. At this rate she is almost just entertainment for him.

That's it. Stretching your body will help you relax. Do it ten times, keep your eyes closed

As he speaks, the locusts make their move. Their tiny bodies quickly darting towards her. Diving under her clothes as she is busy stretching. They move like one. Quickly eating through the straps of her bra while the others start to inject her body with the drugs. Soon she will begin to feel very warm, and not just from the exercise as the drug starts to arouse her body, making it easier for him to trick.

Suddenly my straps seem to pop and the full weight of my breasts burst out in front of me. “AAHHh!” I yelped, my hands retreating from my toes to hold them. I started to stand up to go back to the chair … but I had only done 6 stretches.

I decided to just let them be for now. I'd rather be naked anyways, and now the bra was just hanging there. I would have to take off my blouse to get it undone easily, so I slipped the last two buttons through their holes, removed the blouse, placed it on the chair behind me. Now, I could remove the clasps on the back easily.

I stretched my arms high in the sky first, “MMmmm”, slightly arching my back and pressing my breasts against the cool fresh air in front of me. My nipples instantly hardened, and I grinned at the sensation that ran through me, before bending back over to finish the last 4.

If he thought looking at her cleavage was good, now he's in for a better treat as she removes her blouse leaving her breasts exposed for the world to see. Of course she thinks she is alone, perhaps he'll use this against her later making her think he would upload a video of her around the world. As she settles back down to start again, the locusts escape her blouse and start upon her skirt. Tearing one of the threads off and wrapping it around one of the legs of the desk behind so if she starts to move around it will slowly pull her skirt apart.

Your doing very good. Don't you feel more relaxed now? To really cool off why don't you walk around or go to the window and enjoy a breath of fresh air

“10. All done with those”, I said proudly.

I was feeling quite a bit warmer. I was in very good shape walking the 4 flights of stairs to my dorm room any time I wanted to get home, ((hehe)), so it was odd that I would get so over heated from a few stretches. With my chest exposed no way was I going to the window, but the air vent was on the other side of the room.

I cupped my jiggling boobs as I walked, not even realizing the thread of my skirt was caught on the desk. I strolled casually, and hugged my chest tight till I came to stand under the vent. Closing my eyes, I raised my face to the ceiling, allowing the air to pour down round me. “MMmm”, that’s better, I moaned, finally feeling a little relief, but it was only momentary, for my temperature seemed to keep rising.

Unaware of my actions, I had shifted the hugs of my breasts for support, to full hand cuppings, and massaging for stimulation.

If she could see or look directly into the vent she would be in for a surprise as a large robotic spider is staring down at her from it's lair. Almost waiting to drop down upon her breasts as she starts to toy with them, almost offering them to the minion. But he holds. Not yet, she is almost there. She will make a much more perfect test subject if she can't help but go along with it. His minions need a trail run, to make sure they are functioning and then he will have his fun with her.

That's it. A massage is another great way to relax! But since no one else is here, rubbing your own body in the right places is sure to help you relax. After all if your stressed how, how will you study?

Her skirt is already almost falling apart now. The thread pulled a large amount from the bottom almost exposing the bottom curves of her ass and of course her pussy's lips even when she is standing up straight.

Besides feeling quite warm, I was starting to feel weird, like, hmm, not sick really, but definitely a little dizzy, “think I better sit down”, I said, although I hated leaving the cool vent’s air. I was so focused on getting back to the chair that I didn’t notice the fine threads of my own skirt almost tangling around my legs, ankles and feet.

“AAHhhh!” I yelled, as the cold seat hit my now bare ass, glad it was there to catch my collapse onto it, but shocked by the temperature. I assumed my skirt just popped up in the process of my flop, not even looking down. Good, or I might have panicked to see the pulled apart skirt, instead I closed my eyes again and tried to breath slow and deliberate to calm the odd feelings I was having.

My hand naturally went back to my full breast, I loved the way they felt in my hand, and I loved the way the rest of my body felt when I squeezed them, especially my nipples. My whole body seemed to be getting aroused, even more then normal. My right hand slowly went from my breast to my pelvis, and for the first time noticed that my skirt stopped short … “w.h.a.t … t.h.e. … h.e.c …”, slurred from my mouth. I was acting and feeling almost drunk, although I had never been drunk.

The moment her back is to the vent, it suddenly falls open, a thin tread like line of webbing slowly lowering it to the ground so she doesn't hear it as the robotic spiders begin to spill out, scurrying across the ceiling after her. Hovering over her as they watch the show put on display for them. It's almost as if she is offering her body to them, getting it nice and ready for him.

It's time, he's sure of it. Her clothes almost gone, her body aroused and unable to put up much of a fight. If he waits too long she might escape or wise up to things. Slowly the computer screen shifts until every single computer in the room suddenly lights up, displaying pictures of her playing with her breasts and more of her pussy. But more worrying is the fact that the images are moving, meaning it's a live video feed.

Before she might be able to wonder how, a robotic spider lands into her lap and makes a hiss like sound before it shoots webbing towards her mouth so she cannot scream for help. With the job done the spider leaps off only to land by the door she locked, but then the others appear. The spiders upon the floor and the wasps hovering above her.

Don't worry. We will help you...Relax. Don't try to run, it is illogical to think you can escape me

I saw the monitors in the whole room come on, through my slightly blurred vision, and as I made my eyes focus on them, I noticed they were showing pictures of me? I was stunned, and confused. I didn’t feel I had the energy to move, but I fought against it to sit up enough to get a better view of the screens. Almost rocking back and forth, trying to hold my balance, “It is me alright”, I acknowledged, but even more disturbing then that, was that it was me NOW. My bare breasts, my face looking back at myself at times, but it the angle continued to move.

I started looking around and saw nothing explaining this. I looked back at the monitor, and was like a dear in headlights, I sat perfectly still as I watched a huge spider dropping down from the ceiling, at the same time I saw it in real life in front of me, and then felt it actually land in my lap touching the bare flesh of my thighs and crouch.

“A—“ was all I got out, before I hear a “HHSsss”, white stuff shooting right at me, and my mouth now sealed shut. “Mmmm!!!” was heard from me now, but no louder then the hum of the computers. Suddenly, my peripheral view took in movement all around me. I turned my head frantically scanning the floor and air, and now, “MMMmmm!!!”, of a much higher pitched scream poured continually from my throat. I screamed till I was almost horse, slightly choking, and I stopped.

If I was the type to pass out this would have been a good time to do it, but instead my mind began to scan the room for doors, windows, that weren’t covered by tiny, shiny bugs, but with no luck. Like it was reading my mind I heard it telling me in a traditional computer voice, to not try to run.

“There were spiders on the floor and flying bugs in the air, in a locked room on the 3rd floor”, I thought, “oh my god, I’m going to be eaten alive”. I was terrified, my skin still hot, was now crawling mixed with all the hairs standing up, but the odd thing is that in all of my panic, I was crazy horny. If I had on panties, they’d be wet.

As if reading her mind, the spiders seem to react first. One of them launching itself upon her chest. Rubbing it's cold metallic body against her bared breasts as the force knocks her to the floor. At once it seems to start running along her body, leaving a trail of webbing in it's wake. It starts to run around her as more roll her body onto her chest and back onto her back once again as the spider works. Soon her hands a bound behind her back just rubbing against her ass. The webbing runs over her chest, and between her breasts before wrapping around them both. Squeezing them so her breasts seem to stick out all the more now, her nipples begging for attention.

The webbing is atleast soft, like silk so it doesn't cause her discomfort which only makes it worse in her aroused state. The spiders start to pull on the webbing until she is forced onto her knees. Surrounded by the robotic bugs. The computers still displaying everything allowing her to watch as they toy with her own body. It would be arousing to watch if she wasn't the one they had captured.

One of the wasps suddenly lands upon her chest. Wrapping it's legs around her stomach, the tips almost digging into her soft flesh but not enough to cut her or hurt her. While it's head is level perfectly with her chest allowing it to nuzzle it's small head between her breasts like they were pillows. The spiders keeping her still so she can't move around much, almost like she was just a doll to them.