Isabel lifted her head looking about the dimly lit cave, the scent of fresh churning water and soft moss filled her nostrils, she detected small rainbows created from the mist and the small amount of sunlight that filtered it's way in.

If it hadn't been for what ever had brought her in here... and her nakedness, this place would have been awfully nice. Her head jerked quickly hearing a voice echoing through the room, "who are you?" she asked, "what do you want?"

Violet eyes scanned the area listening as he continued to speak, she could feel the distinct feeling of eyes learing at her naked form and flushing she pulled her hands up to her breasts trying to hide them, crossing her legs and pulling them up to her body.

She looked around her heart beating so loud she wondered if the thing could hear it. "Be...begin what?" she asked her voice stuttering lightly feeling something drawing closer to her.

By now he was standing behind the terrifed girl, scrunched up in a position which would most likely be out of defense rather than anything else. Silently he let out most of the tentacles he had hidden...large, small, thick and thin, of different sizes and lengths...and purposedly dropped them flailing behind the girl.

" Why, we should begin our 'lesson'." he spoke with a definite tone, doing a mockery of the reason why they were on the island...because they had to study.

Suddenly one tentacles shot out and grabbed the girl's arms, tying it together in one bounded form. He raised it above her, and started to raise her to his level, eye to eye, face to face...and there, at that moment, he showed his hideous face. HIs true form.

The water and the sunlight played reflections of the raging waters on his face, making him look all the more the aquatic dirge he was.

She sat curled up in a ball looking around for the creature and jumped hearing and feeling flailing things drop behind her, she turned around violet eyes wide, she tried to jump up and away as a tenticle shot out and grabbed her arm.

She reached out with her other arm tugging at the tenticle trying to let her go even as it started to raise her up into the air. She paused, feeling those eyes again and looked strait into the eyes... Isabel's mouth opened in shock and she grew very still. It was amazing that she didn't scream but something told her that screaming would be a very bad thing.

He looked straight into those violet eyes as he had both her arms suspended in the air, both bound by tentacles.

She had that elfin face which was a bit rare in this grounds. They provided an innocent aura for the girl, as if she was too delicate. But of course they were just as much surprising as the next 'innocent-looking' monster so he wasn't too sure of that.

The effect of her having her arms raised like this, was that her breasts actually were bunched together, providing him an excellent shot of her cleavage, and those pink nipples which, with the cold air hitting it, was starting to harden and grow erect.

Point 1: His member had grown from soft to moderately hard.

Her legs stretched down from her torso, and having nothing to cover her pussy, he was given an excellent lercher shot of the girl's hairless delight. It was clenched together superbly, giving him an idea that it might have been invaded very rarely, or perhaps not at all. BUt he knew, somehow, it had been invaded once.

But he loved living the illusion.

Point 2: From moderately hard, to erect.

His tentacles started to caress her face, mostly exlploring her soft alabaster skin and feeling her smoothness.

" Well, now" he spoke." What a lovely thingy we have here."

She stared back into it's eyes and watched in trembeling silence, her other hand now also bound, as it took it's time looking over her naked body. Her cheeks flushed as her nipples started to bud in the cool air and under it's view. She watched as it's gaze traveled down farther still at her legs, she clutched her legs together more tightly feeling some kind of moisture go between her legs and she blushed further her secret fantasy's betraying her.

she felt the caress's on her face with the tententicles and licked her lips lightly hearing his words, lovely? she was lovley? she looked up into it's eyes again, "really?" she asked softly wonderingly.

" Why yes..." he said, riding along with the girl. Even if he just rode along, maybe even giving her what she wanted to hear, he can't help deny the fact that she was lovely indeed...

The way her breasts heaved up and down becasue of a bit of fear, and some other thing maybe...and the way she tried to bunch her legs up to cover the view of her otherwise hairless pussy...

Lovely indeed.

He ran two reed thin tentacles down her sides, caressing her body and feeling her skin, which he seemed to never tire to observe. It was smooth, almost markless, perfect and almost silk-like in smoothness.

" Of course..." he said." If you'll agree to what I want, then I can guarantee this will be a very satisfying experience for you as well." He said, bringing up his tentacles again to rub on her perfectly flat stomach, seemingly toned and well-taken cared of.

(sorry for the wait)

Isabel licked her lips blushing a little and looking down watching the tenticles reach up stroking her stomach and skin, violet eyes gazed back up at him, "if I agree?" she had a pretty good idea of what he wanted... and despite her better judgement she was tempted to say yes. It could go horribly wrong, he could fuck her and then eat her... but...

"alright" she said agreeing to what she was guessing he wanted before she lost her nerve.

( quite a long wait too, but then again welcome back )

Ahh, at last.

Before he let her go he gave her a final feel of her body. Those breasts that had the nipples standing to attention now...he flicked the reed thin tentacles against them. Softly, with almost no pressure, not even bending them in the least. He learned that to be gentle is the easiest way to trick your prey.

He took one last look at her young body, then set her down.

" Would you rather I took you sitting or standing?" the monster said, smiling impishly, looking down on the moss-covered floor, then once again at the girl.

Isabel shivered feeling the reed thing extramities touch her nipples, it was barley felt like a butterflies caress. She wondered what was in store for her and hoped she'd made the right decision. she snorted lightly at her own thought, if she said no she'd have been raped painfully. obviously this was a better choice.

He set her down and asked her a question. she frowned lightly, sit of stand... hmm... an interesting question indeed. to sit would mean she would be on the soft mossy floor, to stand... well she'd have to rely on her legs... which usually turned to jellow during pleasure, "sitting" she told him, not trying to fight her restraints.

" So be it, girl." The monster growled, although it wasn't in the same usual way. If it can be called such...it sounded 'gentle'.

The monster slowly set himself down on the moss covered floor and brought the girl near. lifting her up for a moment and then settling her down upon his sinewy legs. The girl fit snuggly upon them, his legs almost acting as a couch for the girl to sit on. He had set her in a position which had her facing him, and straddling him.

Slowly he brought his face near hers. and gave a soft, exploratory lick from her cheek down to her neck, and back.

" Yes, it's been long since I tasted...softness." The monster spoke.

Slowly, he drew closer to smell...and the tentacles ran up and down her back, drawing in the smoothness he had longed to taste for so long before.

And he kissed her, softly, on the lips.

She stayed relaxed in his hold smiling lightly at his growled response, the longer she looked at him her violet eyes gazed about his features taking in his eyes and the oddity from human form, trying to memorize it and picture it in her mind so she could put it on paper afterwords.

He set her down upon his legs, and it felt... oddly comfortable she smiled lightly at the thought, her head turning to look around at the many tentacles and extrimities around her.

She jumped lightly feeling a tongue stroke along her skin and she looked up at him her eyes wide slightly, tasted softness he said... she frowned wondering what kind of tasting he was referring to... and why it was softness he spoke of.

still caught in her thoughts she relaxed against the tentacles stroking her back and drawing her closer, she didn't notice until his lips were mere inches from her causing her to jump lightly just as his lips touched hers.

The kiss was searching, long and a little bit needy in nature. He made her feel his need, his desires, his lust. It was very long ago since he made this kind of approach, and now that e was doing it to someone who seemed, well, like a perfect choice, he had no other word for it.

Perfection was the lone thing in his mind.

He gripped her arms firmly, but not too tight, to draw her closer to him. He felt her nipples against her chest vaguely, his real skin obscured by the scale-armor which covered his entire body. Though he did not feel, he loved the way her nippled bended as he drew her in...he felt like king.

" Yes, girl...you'll do just fine..." he kept mumbling all over again as he continued to explore her mouth with his reptilian tongue, doing circles around the girl's own. The tentacle around her waist did not tighten any further, though it did not loosen too much too. He was at a loss for words.

This was picture perfect.

(sorry my internet's been crashing a lot latley. I'm back though. WEE!)

She was startled at first at his kiss, her lips parting slightly. Isabel's violet eyes slowly closed and she relaxed further, her hand attempting to reach up to touch his face as she felt his need and lust. She reeled at the almost tender stroking of her body, she felt her nipples press against his chest and a soft moan escaped her lips. She enjoyed the strong but unpainfull way he gripped her and pulled her closer, her pussy rubbing softly against his leg.

Her body started to grow sensitive and tingeling as his kiss continued, her tongue stroking his reptilian one, so unlike her own. She heard him mumbeling, and she opened her violet eyes to look up at him, "mmm" she muttered softly against his lips her eyes shuttered.

( =3 )

Evidently the girl had either no other choice, or accepted her faith in a positive way. Since he did not want any harm at all...except of course if she did resist, now that could've been a different story...she should accept. Although of course, due to his appearance, well...he wasn't what one might exactly call, 'adorably cuddly'.

His tentacles replace his hands on her arms, lingering before gripping it softly so as not to let her slide down or be dislodged. Kouzakai liked her softness. Softness that he can feel when he finally touched her breasts. So not like most but just the right size, they fit snugly into his palms. Not overflowing, but not too small either, which he dubbed as a rarity. He felt blood rushed nipples grow under his touch, quaking in the foamy air.

" That's it girl, don't be afraid..." He said as their kiss broke.

Kouzakai reveled in the feeling of the girl's crotch on his leg, pressing, urgent with need. He playfully moved her body up and down and that leg, brushing his scales deliberately to stimulate the girl's soft labia.

The attentions on her body and lips were contiuing to increase her body's sensitivity and her arousal. She shuddered as she felt the creatures hands on her breasts and another soft moan filled his mouth as he kissed her lips, her nipples taught and begging for attention now.

It lifted it's head away from her lips, she heard his enragement and she muttered softly, "yes..." nearl purring softly. she gasped and moaned a little louder growing very wet very fast as her crotch was rubbed up and down against his leg the scales easily pressing against her nub of nerves and arousal.