Diana reluctantly stopped, all struggling was going to do, is make it worse for her. And there wasn't anything she could do about the prodding... She continued to breath in the oxygen from the pipe loged in her mouth, she wasn't going anywhere, anytime soon. She stared up at the surface, ignoring the fact she wasn't wearing goggles, it was blurred, but she could the things around the pool, she wanted to be up there...

(( You guys just go ahead, I'm kind of in a stasis right now))

(Sure thing)

(( Yeah, sorry Christine's sick, Kouza; looking forward to having you both back! I'll try to make the thread interesting enough for the both of us. =P ))

The tendril pushed at Diana's bared sex slightly harder each time, slithering up and down its surface. "Surrkrender ikt is... It kis so unforktunate thakt I kam not forgivking." The warmth rising in Legion's voice, his snakelike member dove into the girl, effortlessly smashing through her muscular defense. The member thrashed inside her body, wiggling and contorting in her. As it did, a kind of gurgling demonic laugh escaped the creature suspended above her, and a dozen more red tentacles wrapped around her chest, protected only by the thin bathing suit. It would do little good.

((Sorry about my absence, I'm still feeling a bit under the weather but I feel guilty for keeping you waiting Kouza.))



Christine searched the area about her. She looked for anything. A possible escape, a weapon, anything. As she did she also kept a careful eye on the creature, continuing her slow steps and attempts to back away from the creature. She saw nothing that could be used as a direct threat towards the creature, save for a net with a metal handle. It wouldn’t do her much good, her attentions turned back to the more pressing matter. Her hand moved to brush away the soft, wet curls of her bleach white hair. She sized him up, as she was sure he was doing the same to her. He towered over her at a substantial height, his amphibious legs and stocky frame making it easier for him to scale larger distances that she could possibly dream of, she knew running would be a fatal attempt, but what choice did she have. Escape first, fight if it is necessary. She turned, she ran, she grinned. He may be able to cover large distances, but she was fast. Not only was she fast, but she was evasive. If she could make it to the door, she would have accomplished what she needed to.

Diana screamed, well she would off, but it came out as a bubble, she tried doing something, anything, to get it out of her, her face showing all the signs of pain. She tried to wriggle away, but she could barely move...

(( Hey, that's okay, I'm not pushing for anything. Just making sure you're 100% okay so that we could do this better. ))

He looked about the gym, and at his 'adversary', sizing up the scene and looking for anything that might be of threat, that might work against him.

The other monster was busy, so he's been negated. The other girl? It would be safe to say that she wouldn't be able to get any help now. So much for that. But this girl...

He looked about at her breathing, labored, haggard. But the fire in her eyes just wouldn't go away. It was burning brighter than ever before. He sensed she still had tricks, even if she was at this position where she was cornered into one small corner, almost shrinking under his large shadow.

She was crouching. She could spring up from this position...she had a net to the left. She could use this to bash him and get away...or she could use those legs. They were shapely and oh-so-smooth but they had hints of muscles on them...proof that she wasn't just an ordinary athlete. She also ran.

And the third of his premonitions proved to be correct, as she sprang from his off-hand and ran for the salvation of the large swinging doors, and possibly to help. The only thing was that he didn't even move an inch as she darted.

And the answer came in the swift retaliation of three tentacles springing from underneath his mass, moving as if launched from a slingshot, all heading towards one and the same direction...either one of the girl's sprinting legs.

Legion forced the member deeper and deeper into Diana's body, wrestling it around inside her comparatively delicate form. "Ykes, youk disagreek know," the monster claimed pridefully, "Bukt soonk you fillk feel only... pleaskure..."

Diana had given in, cursing to herself in her mind, but that thing was right, the smauldering heat was slowly rising inside her, it was giving her more 'pleasure' than she wanted. But her body was beconing it in further, no matter how much it hurt, she had lost control...

Pulsing red members wrapped their way slowly and harshly around Diana's breasts through the swimming suit, wrapping and squeezing the soft mounds. They were hot, even for their presence under water; At least 140 to 160 degrees. The warmth of the tentacles stung ever so slightly; maddeningly. Continuing to force the girl to intake pure oxygen, he began to move her through the water; She floated a few feet upwards, and was drawn towards Legion's squidlike body. "Ankd now, you shkall learn thek truek meanking of thke word 'pleaskure'." He chuckled again, drawing her body ever nearer.

His actions was quick, smooth, fluid. Once he gained contact with her right leg, one of his free tentacles shot off for the left leg. And slowly they climbed up, wrapping around both the girl's legs, rendering her immobile. She fell forward, momentum pushing her, but did not completely fall face down as her quick reflexes left her with two arms to prevent her face from slamming into stone-cold pavement.

Slowly he began to drag her towards him, with him walking forward so as to shorten the time and distance she was about to travel. There was no more escape, there was no more freedom. Her ordeal was about to begin.

Kicking and squirming, the girl turned over to face him. It excited him to see her like this. He considered her an equal, that if he ever did subdue her in any way, she was a hard prize, caught after much work. And now, at this position, she looked every bit the prize.

His face contorted into a gruesome smile...if that was what he did. He moved closer, drawing out some more tentacles to begin his job. It seemed, at that moment, that the girl was his.

He slowly tightened the noose around the girl's kicking legs, ensuring that there would be no chance to get loose. He ignored the scratches to his tentacles...he was driven by adrenaline now. He felt no pain.

There was only the girl's face, and her body, that was laying in his mind.

“S..Stay back!” The student stammered, her mind temporarily confused and overwhelmed by the events taking place. She was having a major difficulty in trying to evade the tentacles that tightly wrapped around her legs, clawing at them, pulling at them, attempting to rid herself of them at all costs, opposed to watching her impending doom as it drew nearer to her. As a tendril wrapped itself around her slender wrist she chose the latter, jerking her other hand away immediately and glaring up at the intruder. Many times she tried to brace herself against the concrete as she was being mercilessly dragged across it towards the creature, and finally decided not to fight it, for her hands, elbows and her back were taking quite the beating from it.

“Release me demon!” She screamed in a fit of rage, fighting against the unrelenting resistance of the tendrils tiring her legs and arms before she could even have a chance to fight the creature that approached her.

Diana couldn't hear the monster, she was too wrapped up in lust, she moaned, the heat inside her flared out, her body spasing into orgasm, the intake of pure oxygen furthered the pleasure, something she had never felt before...

At Diana's release, Legion drunk heavily, drawing upon the delicious sexual energy pouring from her flexing body. In her ecstasy, the tendrils dragged her above the water, holding her high in the air for all to see, still being pounded by the organs. The monster's rumbling sigh of satisfaction rattled the room from under the cool water.