It was getting later in the evening, and I felt the mood coming on something strong. This Shokushu place was magical; all women, no real protection. It's like it was made for guys like me. Rather, things like me.

I was satisfied sneaking around the campus, and seeing all these hot young bodies just made me want to grab one and fuck her until she couldn't remember her own name. Just after the planet's star passed under it's horizon line and it was a little darker outside, I waited until there weren't any students by the dorm building, and easily scaled the wall to one of the rooms with a light off.

Forcing the window open from the outside, I pulled my human avatar through the frame, and carefully pushed it shut behind me. It was dark in the room, just like I like it. With excellent low-light vision, I saw a name written on a few of the papers around the room.

Ishtar...

I mused, grinning in anticipation.

...Come on home, Terry's waiting for you.

With a self-satisfied smirk at my growing understanding of human phraseology, I slid over behind the door, where I would be hidden when it opened, and powered my main systems down so as not to make a sound. Now it was only a waiting game.

Ishtar was exhausted, it was a had been a long day. She didn't think she would ever get all her information she needed for the paper, and until an hour ago she would have been right. However she had that one passage in the book, that one passage that made some click in her head and made the words for her paper flow like water. Now she was almost done, she just had to a bit of proof reading and she would be good to go. But that could wait until the morning, now she just to get up to the room and catch some sleep.

A few moments later, the blue haired girl found herself in front of her dorm room. She opened it and turned on lights, the blue haired student was happy to she her dorm room was exactly as she left it. Like an old friend ready to greet her after a long day. The woman put down her books and took off her tie and vest. It felt good to get at least some of her school outfit off, it was going to feel better to get the rest of it off. At least that what she thought as she was reached over to close the door...

The door opened, as expected. A girl walked in, as expected. What a pretty thing! That blue hair just drove me out of my mind. I had to have her.

Without bothering to close her door, she dropped a load of books, and took off a vest. I watched quietly, not wanting to spoil the look of relaxation and comfort about her. It would be the last time she felt that way tonight.

As she turned around and walked towards the door, I pushed it closed with my foot, leaning against the wall in my human form, arms crossed and looking directly into her eyes with my bright blue mechanical ones. Before she could respond, I instructed her:

Don't scream.

God she was beautiful. Her breasts, those eyes, that waist. Irresistible. I added:

It'll be the last sound you ever make.

Ishtar gasped as she saw the door closed suddenly without any help from her. She looked over to see a guy was already in the room, quite a bit taller than her with jet black hair. His blue eyes felt like they were staring straight through her. She wanted to scream but hit statement made a chill go down her spine. The young woman could only stammer out a question.

W-who are you? How did you get into my room. Even as she said that, she began to back up a little in her dorm room hoping to provide herself a little distance between her and the stranger in the room.

There was that look. Surprise, confusion, and fear all rolled into one. Absolutely intoxicating. She stepped backwards slowly, it excited me. I tried not to show how turned on I was, it would be more fun to play with her first.

Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Too much.

I chuckled inwardly. "Too much." I guess I gave away the surprise. Not that it would be long anyways.

Listen, Ishtar. I want to play a little game. It's called "Do whatever I say so I don't decide to paint the walls with your internal organs."

My cybernetic eyes continued to stare her down. They triggered algorithmic responses in what you could call my brain; assessing her weight, threat level, capacity for sentient response. They were all overpowered by my primal, unrestrained urge to put my cock inside of her, and to make her hate herself for it.

I stood up from the wall, and took a step forward to make space for what was about to happen.

This body is so restraining. I'm going to liberate myself. Remember... don't scream.

My body began to unfold, and I pulled my true self out of the human robot that was to represent me. The dorm room was hardly tall enough to hold my full height, I had to crouch and put my robotic face more at the girl's level. My arms were so much larger and stronger like this. And I felt my member extend from beneath my waist, half-erect from my thoughts of what I would do to this girl.

Fully transformed, I leaned forwards towards her. This would be the real test of her character, how she took my true form. I don't think I really would have killed her. But she would have remembered my punishment, that's for damned sure.

Ishtar watched at horror as his body began to split apart. Four legs unfold the man's back as it lifted him up a little, though he still looked constricted in her room. His arms and legs folded back into his body as his head is replaced with some sort of weird sensor array with some sort of tendrils and three glowing eyes.

A pair of the cybernetic arms descended from its body along with eight tentacles of some sort came down from the metallic torso. Finally a huge large member extended from the creature's body. The young woman wanted to scream, scream as loudly as she could, but nothing came out of her mouth. She could only back away further as she shook her head. She slowly began to make her way to window, the only other way out of the room.

Good girl. I knew I could trust you.

My voice sounded more mechanical when it was coming out of my speaker plates rather than a mouth. I didn't think much of it.

Go ahead, try for the window. See how that works out for you.

I made the sarcastic comment as I quickly launched two of my tentacles forwards, wrapping around Ishtar's ankles. I could have pulled, and knocked her over on her ass, but instead, I decided to just grip her. Show her who was in control of the situation. Being in this body was not like being human, but it was such a power trip.

The tendrils were about an inch and a half thick a piece, and were tipped with fat dick heads. If she was clever, she would get the message. With a few strong coils around each foot, I walked forward, imposing over her, the small tendrils on my face waving directly in front of hers as I spoke:

Now, girl, tell me what you think is about to happen.

I lifted one of my massive arms and stroked her cheek with a razor sharp claw, nearly drawing blood. I taunted her further:

Be descriptive. Maybe if you guess well enough, I'll let you go.

The horrible voice he made was mostly mechanical, making his appearance even more frightening. Even as he sarcastically told her to try for the window, a pair of tentacles shot out at her. The young woman gasped as they wrapped around her ankles securing her that the floor so she couldn't move. The blue haired couldn't help but notice how phallic the tentacles look, even as she felt him tower over her. She looked up to see the metallic monster standing over her, the tendrils from its sensors waving directly in front of her. He spoke again asking her to describe what was going to happen, his massive hand stroking against her check. It was painful to feel it brush against her cheek, but she didn't feel any blood. N-no, not that. Please don't do that to me. She shook her head as she could only imagine what he was about to do to her.

I wanted to keep up my banter with her, but the urges were getting stronger.

I'm not going to do anything to you you won't enjoy...

I growled more sadistically:

Eventually...

Absentmindedly, my large talon ran delicately over the girl's neck, down her shoulder, back up her neck, and lightly down the front of her uniform, the razor-sharp edge perforating the taught fabric between her luscious breasts.

Those clothes look uncomfortable, girl. Do us a favor and get rid of them, hmm?

My tentacles slithered slowly further up her legs, adding more coils to their already firm grip, dripping a thin trail of sticky gel along her bare flesh. I made myself crystal clear:

That is, unless you want me to gut you right here!

Ishtar gasped as she felt his razor like fingers moved across her nubile body. She herd a bit of a tear as his finger brushed between her orbs. It was then that the metallic creature told her to take off her clothes or else, she had no doubt that he was deadly seriously about it. She could feel tentacles continue to move further up her leg, dripping some sort of sticky gel along her legs. Ishtar sighed realizing she had no choice, trying to hold back the tears. She reached up that to shirt and slowly began to unbutton her blouse, eventually she had the entire shirt button and she was pulled off slowly and let it drop to the ground. The young woman had wished she had remembered to wear her bra.

I watched with anticipation as the defeated student removed her blouse, dropping it to the floor, face full of fear and shame. Her chest was even nicer than I imagined it would look, what luck! I would enjoy this almost as much as she would hate it.

Good girl! That wasn't so hard, was it?

Unable to help myself, I leaned my head in close to her breasts, and began to feel around her chest with light tendrils protruding from my face. After exploring for a few seconds, I concentrated them on her left orb, wrapping my feelers around it tightly and rolling one around her soft nipple. That pitiful sound at the first touch, the acknowledgement of inevitability... might be my favorite part of the whole experience.

As my tentacles continued to crawl up Ishtar's legs, reaching her knees, I pulled them apart just a little bit, forcing her stance wider. I squeezed her breast and flicked at her nipple with my 'mouthparts,' chiding her once more:

Mmmm, you taste delicious. I know you like this as much as I do. You just won't admit it to yourself. Not yet, anyway...

Ishtar could only watch in fear as the metallic creature's head began to close on her mounds. She could feel the tendrils from its face begin to come alive as they reached out to explore the young woman's nubile chest. N-no please. She felt his feelers begin to concentrate on her left breast, wrapping around it even as one tendril began to tease her nipple. The blue haired student let out a soft moan as she could feel him begin to squeeze a little harder.

The young woman could feel her legs being pulled apart a little as she could feel the tentacles continue to crawl up to her knees. She could believe this was all happening so quickly...

I grabbed both of the girl's wrists in one hand, lifting them up to the ceiling, leaving her legs dangling a few feet above the floor. At the same time, my snake-like manipulators pulled her ankles further apart, lifting them towards me. My face slid down her chest, slowly letting go of her succulent breast, feelers squirming around her stomach and exploring her panty line casually. The warmth from her nether region radiated through the tendrils to my sensitive equipment, stimulating my neural net with fantasies of human ladyparts.

Why so shy? You've got nothing to be ashamed of...

The feelers worked their way around the fabric of her panties, pulling them up and letting cool air blow over her sweet sex.

Get wet for me. Imagine the pleasure and pain I will inflict upon you, and let it drive you mad!

As I spoke through the mechanical speaker plates, my tendrils pulled aside her undergarment, and began to tickle and prod at her exposed labia and clit, holding her helpless form firmly in place over the floor...

Ishtar suddenly felt her wrists pull up by one hand, lifting her up by towards the ceiling by her wrists alone. Her skirt already loose from where she undid her blouse, fall unexpected to floor below. The young woman ankles were pulled apart even more as his tentacles pulled them towards the metallic monster. The blue haired woman watched as the creature's head to drifted further down past her stomach until it came to her panties.

Ishtar gasped as she felt the tendrils begin to work their way underneath her panties until they were able to push them aside. As the creature told her to let herself be over the come with the pleasure of it. Ishtar shook her head N-no I don't want to....ah.... Ishtar suddenly could feel his tendrils begin to tease her flower slowly trying to get it to bloom for him.

Don't want to? Is that what you said?

Her stubborn refusal made me angry. Stupid fuckin' girls never just do it the easy way. It's not like they're going anywhere. Least they could do is give me an honest fuck. She was gonna pay for that one.

Let me help you make up your mind, bitch!

I tightened my grip around her arms, holding a swath of that pretty blue hair I had grabbed by accident at the same time. My claws dug into her skin a little. I yanked her legs apart, hard, flaying her body out into a stiff triangle. One of my feelers pulled back her clitoral hood, revealing her sweet bud. Two more grabbed her soft lips and pulled them open, opening her tight passage to the light of day.

You can make this stop any time you want. All you have to do is tell me how bad you want to fuck me.

With that, my free feelers took turns whipping Ishtar's sensitive clit, just hard enough to sting. Lets see how long she made it. It's only a matter of time before they realize they want me.