"Extremly lucky," he said again, he took another sip of his drink before abruptly standing and striding to the other side of the rooom. He then turned to face her, he smirked in her direction though the smirk ended a brief moment after it arrived as he composed himself.

"Walk to me, I wish to see if there's any damage to your cerebellum, if your balance is off or we can chalk it up to another miracle, your rather good at those."

He seized hold of her by the arms keeping her from collapsing. There had been a smile that spread upon his lips. "Not bad ..." he commented, then the sounds of snapping branches emitted from him, his stature seemed to stretch as if someone was pulling on taffy.

His mouth burst forth in a sinew of mauve tentacles that quivered while his pants legs burst erupting into a mass of tentacles. His fingers pressed into her arms more firmly as his grasp tightened on her though that point had been academic seeing that she was under the belief her movement had been impaired and acted accordingly.

Ah, the power of the mind had been a funny thing. Something that the telepath took in stride. His shirt burst as his illusion melted away partially as his true form had been revealed to her, partly. He was partly a man, partly a beast, in this case an octopi.

Tentacles took advantage of her surprised state by coiling around her ankles firmly, his blank white eyes peering down at her as the ring of tendrils about his mouth quivered and danced.

Shhh ... he placed a finger against her lips as if that would silence her. He felt the struggles of her own body like the thrashing of a fly caught up in a spider's web. Like the fly she would find that she could not free herself at least not with brute force,

He was stronger than she, that was obviously the case, though he had not clamped down on her with the full force of his strength, he refrained using only as much to restrain her and limit her struggles as his tentacles lifted her arms above her head.

Mouth tendrils whipped about his mouth as white eyes inspected her visage.

Fortunately I just ate. But I could always make room for dessert, he lied smoothly, the girls her were under Shokushu's protection though he was banking on the fact that she did not know that.

I believe we can work out something though. As if in emphasis his other hand rubbed over her covered breast.

He gazed at her, fingers of his hand pressing against her breast. Mentally he was probing her to see if she had excelled at a task that may interest him, something that would serve to immoratalize him in some fashion. He made bargains before, not many, and there were tow that he broke, well one technically though Ishtar stilll immoratilize him in a play.

But it wasn't often that he stumbled onto someone that was pure, untried. Thrice in fact. One he had broken his agreement with though another upheld though he did induce some rather wild dreams in her toying with her that way but keeping to their agreement, he had not violated her.

His tentacles reached around her gripping at the back of her johnnnie. Taring it opened, his eyes scrolling over her naked body.

Mmm ... to eat uou, or EAT YOU!

He jerked her up skyward, tentacles grasping her wrists firmly though he drew her body closer to his mouth. His elongated tongue peeled out of his mouth running itself against the slit of her body, down then up and down again.

A tentacle joined his tongue as it pressed against the button of her clit and flicked it back and forth. It was apparent that he was ignoring her pleas as he went on. His hands slipped beneath her rump to support her weight better, fingers pressing against her rear as he held her several feel off of the ground, other tentacles streaking towards her ankles to keep her legs spread apart as he dined on her body.

Mmm ... delicious ...

He spoke into her mind though he felt the rising desire forming in both her body and mind. It had been then that he turned it on so to speak. He reached into her mind, amping up her body's receptors to pleasure as his tongue worked against the slit of her sex.

His tentacle still flickered over her clit while another two slithered over her breasts and manipulated those orbs by squeezing against them, his voice once again chimed into her mind.

It is hopeless, given in. There is nothing to gain by holding back.

He could sense her reasoning, but seemed to ignore that at least for now as he took advantage of her body's betrayal. He grinned, then brought his tongue up in a long lick that touched upon her clit causing her to moan out. Music to his ears.

See, your body knows what it wants.

Tentacles squeezed and relaxed against her breasts the tips playing with hardened nipples either induced into that state by his tampering or from the chill in the air. They felt ripe and full in his grasp, so nice. He felt the warmth of her body against the coolness of his, then the tip of his tongue crept inside her, flickering back and forth against her inner walls.