"Ahhh..." Mille was naked now, bared before this beast that sought to molest her body, use her for its own purposes. "Please..." She felt it as it spread her wide open, revealing her nude form for its eyes to enjoy, her breasts rising and falling with each of her breaths, her sex still slick from the water she'd just been swimming it, glistening slightly in the light along with the rest of her nude frame, giving her a sparkling appearance. "No...." The tongue began to snake its way to her sex, moving over her body, sliding over her flesh. It move to her delicate, sensitive lower lips and began to press against them. If that wasnt' bad enough, the muscle began to rub against them, the motion spreading them and allowing the thing to grind against their inner surface.

Mille's back arched and she gave a low moan. "Stoooooop...." She felt her hips pressing forward despite her plea. She managed to stop herself from going any further than that. She would NOT make this easy for this thing. Her body was on fire, her sex wet, not just from the water anymore. She managed to stop herself from arching, from moving at all save for the increased speed of her breathing. She had no clue how long she could keep it up. Her false calm had already shattered, and now her last specks of control were beginning to fade...

Sensing the young girl trying to resist, Cukoo let out a loud laugh. "You will enjoy it soon, my dear," said the massive blob as his tongue rubbed and grinded against her small sex, penetrating her body and pressing against her clit. Cukoo enjoyed the taste of this particular girl, allowing his tongue to probe further into her tight sex.

The thick tentacles around her breasts squeezed and massaged tighter, forcing her hard tits to rise and fall faster with each passing moment. Cukoo's dark eyes admired the lovely sight in front of him as his tongue rubbed and pressed slightly harder against the girl's body. The black blob knew the girl would not be able to resist for very long.

"Promises, promises....ahhh...." Mille shut her mouth quickly after that retort went horribly wrong. It didn't work if the promise was kept...and she was certainly beginning to enjoy herself. Well, her body was, anyway...but then, when wasn't it? She arched slightly, trying with all the might of her mind to make her body stop the motion. Apparently, Mille had a fairly weak mind, however, or her body was set on overdrive...because she didn't even manage to slow it down. Her hips began to roll over the tongue as it slipped inside her, probing her depths and sliding along her inner walls.

Another moan escaped her mouth as the thing caressed her clit while it plunged into her. "That's...nnnnhhh...that's cheating..." Cheating? What the hell had possessed her to say that...she pressed forward against the tendrils on her breasts, as thought urging them onward in their ministrations. Damn. Foiled again by her sex-drive. A soft gasp slipped between her lips, and her eyes half closed as the caresses washed over her in a wave of bliss, the penetration not helping to clear her mind. She gripped over the thing's tongue quite unconsciously, mentally commanding herself to stop it and physically ignoring herself. She sighed. Apparently she'd lost the battle. Again. So much for self-control.

Cukoo laughed loudly as the young girl's body began to give in to what was happening to her. The massive blob could see her hips beginning to roll and flex against his long tongue, as her chest lifted from the constant squeezing of her breasts.

Hearing the girl's comment, Cukoo leaned down towards the girl and said, "cheating or not, you will enjoy it." As soon as those words were said, his black tongue pressed deeper into her tight sex, rubbing against the walls of her body and vibrating slightly against her clit. The thick tentacles around her breasts squeezed and massaged faster, forcing her hard tits to rise more and more off her body. Two thin tentacles extended from Cukoo's mouth and lashed around her hard tits, tugging and pulling on them while her breasts were squeezed harder.

(Sorry....my comp got sick....meant to post a lot earlier than this, but it tried to die on me... )

"No...." Mille arched a bit more into the embrace of the tendrils, the caress of the tongue, all of it setting her on fire, it seemed. She continued to roll her hips, unable to stop....it just felt too good. She pushed her chest against the caressing, squeezing tentacles as hard as she could, a soft moan slipping between her lips, her eyes closing as more sensation washed over her body....

Mille's eyes snapped wide open a second later, however, as the tongue plunged into her again...and then began to vibrate over her sensitive little clit. "Oohhh....NNNhhhh!!" The feeling was driving her mad! She gasped and moaned, desperately writhing against the tongue, cursing herself for it, for her weakness. But what could she possibly do? It's not like she could force her body to not like this kind of treatment....or if she could, then the secret to doing so had long escaped her, after several assaults of similar instances. Mille moaned again, riding the tongue and hating herself for doing so.

Allowing his tongue to press harder and deeper into her small sex, Cukoo laughed loudly as the young girl began to roll and arch more from what was happening to her. The thick tentacles around her breasts squeezed and massaged her breasts with increasing strength, forcing her hard tits to rise and fall faster off her chest.

Cukoo's eyes gazed up and down the young girl's body being held over the water. Her slender form dripped with water as her hips rolling forward more from his long tongue rubbing and pressing against her clit. She certainly was a lovely sight.

Mille whimpered, then cried out again as the tongue continued its assault, deep inside her body. She continued to ride it, unable to stop herself. She offered up her breasts to the tendrils as they continued to increase the pressure on her orbs, her nipples standing at rigid attention. She didn't even bother to berate herself anymore, for the moment. She was lost in the rapid climb to orgasm.

Her breathing hard and fast, ragged as though she were running a marathon, Mille rode against the vibrating tongue. She was dripping with more than just water, now, as the muscle could undoubtedly tell its owner, and the quick, hard squeezes of her sex around the muscle testified to the heat rising inside of her. She continued to make meaningless little noises as she rode down on the tongue, apparently trying to force yet more of its relentless length inside of her. "Nnnnnnhhhhaaaahahhh...." She moaned, giving a little shudder of pleasure at another thrust from the tongue, her eyes squeezing tightly shut. Her whole body began to tense up, another sure sign that her orgasm was fast approaching as she continued to shiver slightly in the binding tendrils, against their caresses and the tongue's thrusts.

Allowing his long tongue to continue to rub and vibrate inside her small sex, Cukoo began to grow another long tentacle from his body. Unlike his other tentacles, this particular one was his secondary cock, thicker than his other tentacles with a familiar looking "head" on the end of it. The thick cock-like tentacle was nearly three inches wide and continued to grow and slide towards the girl's well-bound body.

Cukoo's secondary phallus slowly wrapped around the girl's waist and belly, slowly working it's way up her body. It slid past her breasts which were still being squeezed tightly by other thick tentacles, lifting her hard tits faster and harder off her body with each passing moment. As the thick tentacle reached her face, the massive head began to slide and rub against her cheeks and lips, somewhat caressing her as it showed it's massive size to the lovely girl.

Mille's eyes widened as a new tendril wormed and snaked its way up her exposed body, trailing a path up to her face. That couldn't possibly be what she thought it was...could it? But the portion of it that pressed against her cheek and lips spoke otherwise. Apparently, the creature had decided to unleash its member upon her, in addition to the tentacles. She considered briefly opening up and biting down on the thing, but thought the better of it: best to not let it have acess at all. Maybe it would just go away! A thin and very watery hope, at best, but it was better than nothing...

All thoughts of strategy went out of her mind, however, as the tendril inside her thrust yet again, its whole length vibrating, inside and out, against her walls and over her rock hard little clit. Mille arched, her mouth opening wide for a gasp of surprised pleasure...and inadvertently letting the thing into her mouth. She blushed furiously. That had certainly NOT been in the plans...nor was how she started to suckle over it, almost instinctively. Why the hell was she not biting?! Mille had no clue...but she didn't. She didn't bite. She simply continued to suckle over the shaft as a tendril plunged into her again and again, vibrating over her, and another pair attacked her breasts, massaging relentlessly. Tears streamed down her face...but they did nothing to hide the arches of her body at all the stimulation, or to quell the moans rising from her throat...thoguh the thing in her mouth muffled them somewhat.

Feeling the young girl sucking slightly on his secondary cock slowly began to increase Cukoo's arousal, along with the small moans escaping from her mouth through the thick tentacle. His thick cock slid slowly in and out of her small mouth, pressing and rubbing against her tongue as she sucked on it gently.

Cukoo's own tongue pressed further and harder against the girl's small sex, rubbing and vibrating against her clit while his tongue rubbed against the walls of her sex inside her body. Looking down, Cukoo could see the young girl rolling and flexing her hips against his thick tongue, trying to rub her body against it and force more into her body. A loud laugh filled the air as the thick tentacles around her breasts and tits squeezed harder. "Looks like you are almost ready, my dear."

Mille tried to fight it. She tried to push down the pressure rising inside her...and she failed. Her eyes clamped shut once again, and a soft, muffled cry escaped the tendril as she tensed sharply, orgasm washing over her body. Mille's climax was hard and lasted long. Writhing and thrusting, arching and moaning, she came for a while, her juices flooding down the tongue that pierced and caressed her at the same time. She could feel herself gripping spastically over it as it continued to thrust inside her, every touch to her body felt a thousand-fold, sending electric waves throughout her small frame.

Mille continued to grind over the tongue inside her, still feeling heat within her, that one orgasm not enough to quench her fully. Her sex continued to grip at the tongue, juices still leaking out of her onto it, a fair amount of them coating her thighs. Her eyes were slightly unfocused, but were beginning to refocus themselves, slowly but surely. Small, whimpering noises could still be heard around the tendril in her mouth, which continued to recieve her suckling attention.

The sweet taste of the young girl reaching her first orgasm made Cukoo laugh loudly. She was now ready to receive him completely.

As his long tongue continued to press into her tight sex, the massive blob's true sexual organ began to grow from his body. Like the thick cock-like tentacle still sliding in and out of her mouth, this tendril had a familiar looking head on the end of it, but that is where the similarites ended. The shaft was huge, growing nearly three feet long and four inches wide. The massive phallus pulsed and throbbed with energy as it made it's way closer to the lovely girl.

As Cukoo's thick tentacles continued to squeeze her breasts tightly, the massive shaft rose upward in front of the girl's eyes, waving back and forth in front of her. As the huge cock pulsed slowly, a loud laugh filled the air as Cukoo said, "I doubt this will fit, but I will try." Cukoo suddenly slid his secondary cock out from the young gir's mouth, allowing her to respond to his comment.

Mille's eyes slowly refocused themselves...and she wished mightily that she hadn't. In front of her face, no more than a couple of inches away, was another phallic tendril, much like the one in her mouth...except bigger. In the most massive sense of the word. Her eyes widened in fear. No lust there, just pure terror. She 'mmmphed!" her despair at seeing the thing in front of her, her whole body shifting once more...except this time, trying to escape the thing in front of her rather than trying to get herself off.

She heard something about not fitting but trying anyway, and her struggles redoubled. The tendril slid out of her mouth, and she immediately took advantage of her newfound ability to speak. "NO! That...that's too...too big! Y-you'll tear me in half!" She wondered if she sounded half as panicked to the creature as she did to herself...knowing that panic only barely described what she was feeling at the moment. "You can't...please...not...not that thing! I'll die..." Her body shook, limbs straining in vain against the tentacles holding her fast before this creature that apparently intended to cause her pain now. She whimpered, trying to escape, anything to get away from a fate at this creature's massive organ.

Cukoo laughed loudly at the girl's pleas. "It may tear you in half, but you will certainly enjoy it." As soon as those words were said, the long black tongue playing inside the girl's sex withdrew, exposing her wet, dripping sex. Looking down, Cukoo could tell that she was now ready to receive him.

The massive phallus slid towards her parted legs slowly, sliding past her breasts which were still being squeezed violently by his thick tentacles. The huge shaft moved past her slender waists and hips before stopping just before her small sex. The massive blob knew that his sexual organ would likely not fit into her tight sex, but he would try anyway.

"Noooo..." She whimpered, still trying desperately to get away from the thing. She couldn't help but gasp softly as it pushed the head agaisnt her sex, and her writhing caused the lips of her pussy to grind over the head of the massive shaft. After that, she wasn't entirely sure she was writhing just to get away...she shook her head, trying to clear it. This was certainly no time for such thoughts! She was about to be pierced by something that had no business even THINKING about fitting inside her!

Mille tried to pull her legs together, to close them and deny the creature entry...but to no avail. She only managed to sandwich the shaft between her thighs, and then, only for a second before they were pulled wide again by the tendrils. She twisted this way and that, attempting to keep it from lining up with her still-dripping sex, but that, too, turned out to be a futile effort. She looked up at the creature with a sigh. Apparently, nothing she was doing was going to help. As a matter of fact, the way it was rubbing against her as she thrashed was only making the state of her body worse. Half of her actually wanted to try and fit that enormous thing inside her! She wondered silently if she was a masochist deep inside, or just severely twisted. "Please don't?" She asked. What the hell, might as well ask. She clenched her eyes shut, getting ready for the pain she was sure would follow.