Nell didn't need to be told that life was never going to be the same after this place. Just to hear someone say there would be an end to it was enough. He'd been about to say more but stopped himself. She wondered, idly, why. She'd heard monsters hint at "life after Shokushu" but no one would tell her anything concrete... Well, except Luju, but she had no desire to see that premonition of the future come to pass. She hoped that Aegir was hinting at a different possibility. Something beyond becoming some monster's personal sex slave.

The creature's voice brought her mind back to the present situation. "...by your questions am I to assume that you have made your decision?" He was asking out of courtesy but even as he did she could sense him drawing closer. She tried not to flinch as a tentacle snaked around her shoulder and began to trail a path to her breast. As it coiled around one orb and began to lightly massage it, she felt one of the monster's hands touch her rear. That touch wasn't as disturbing. "May I now touch upon your mind or would you rather not have me do so?"

She frowned slightly. Boy, did that question seem loaded. She thought back to the other dreams he'd given her. "Do what you need to for the fantasy but please don't manipulate my arousal again. If it happens genuinely then that's fine. I just... I don't like being toyed with that way." She got enough of that from other monsters. If she was going to relax enough to let this creature play around in her head then she'd like him to reframe from doing that much, at the very least.

Oh, this was going to be interesting for it was not often that he wasn't able to manipulate minds. Of course he could always lie and do it any way without her knowing anything different but there was no need for him to do so. Yet he was so use to bringing pleasure upon individuals that he almost had an innate need to do so.

But if that was her wish, then so be it. Eventually she might come around though innately impressions of her thoughts and memories told him otherwise. One of his tentacles drifted back to the spokes controlling the water, then another as he turned the water back on. It was easier for the water to wash away any messes that their bodies made after all.

A hand touched her hip prompting her to turn around to face him. That hand reaching down to rub the hooded bulb of flesh in small circles while a telekinetic touch coursed along her side. He had dug through some of her memories will he touched her body as looking at files no way altered them. He could have deleted details or added them though he choose not to. This he didn't see as messing with her mind, he was merely looking at memories though he had already been reaaquainted with her mind twice now there were always new memories to look over since they last met.

So she had been told of some things, rather it was hinted at. He thought for a moment as if he should tell her a bit more.

I have to alter perceptions for the fantasy of course, but in such away that it does not interer with past memories or alters the structure of the mind all that much. It allows you to experience different things ... but regardless, I guess I will have to do this the hard way, though.

He leaned down tracing his tongue around her nipple as his tentacle closed around it.

There are several possible futures, one this horrible one that you have been told of but the other is just as likely. However ... He paused as his fingers continued to creep over her. At least his mind could still sense her own arousal so he could determine what worked and want didn't with ease. I may be persuaded to assisted you with the second bit should it happen but it is enough to know that it is not an automatic fate but rather merely a possibility.

Nell felt the spray of water coming back on and the hand on her hip prompting her to turn around. She was reluctant to comply but she didn't resist. She did, however, close her eyes. A hand moved to touch the sensitive nub nestled between her legs. She hadn't expected it so she jumped a little when he touched her there and placed her hands on his shoulders to brace herself. Another hand, or something, ran along the side of her body. The gentle caress sent a delicious shiver down her spine. He was trying to arouse her without mind games. She wondered if arousal was necessary for his illusion to work. He did say he had to do this "the hard way".

She felt his tongue begin to tease her nipple and she gasped softly. It was not at all an unpleasant sensation. He spoke again about the future but she didn't respond to his offer of assistance. She didn't want to think about that anymore, it wasn't going to help her become aroused if that was what was needed. Besides, she'd already made enough bargains for one day.

Following her train of thought he had noted that she pressed her eyes closed. Clearly this was a lot for her to take in at once and he did not seem to be in any rush to set this upon her, if that was his aim at all. He did give her a glimmer of hope where there was none before thought.

Arousal is not necessary for the illusion to work, he explained. In fact if I willed it I could make those illusions rather dark, I rarely choose to do so, however since I constantly sense brain waves in a way I would fell a portion of that pain and fear through exposed minds when it looped back to me. It's much simpler to generate pleasure, I rather experience it than pain ... and when I join with someone, welll I feel both my pleasure and there own if that is the case.

What is difficult is that I have to use time and true methods to arouse you and cannot simply flip a switch in your brain. I may not succeed though I am confident that I will, after all we have all night ...

He explained this and cleared up why he wasn't as brutal too. In a sense it made sense that he wouldn't want to hack off his own arm if it could be avoided, a bit extreme there for an example but there it was, just like his fingers slowly curling around her clit rubbing it as slowly as his tongue traced around her nipple.

Of course he was eager, but all so patient. He allowed her to slowly get use to this idea of what was going to happen by not rushing things, nor did he attempt to restrain her to place her at ease as a tentacle brushed over her side, an invisible force on the other, water splashing down against his head and some of his tentacles he stopped playining with her nipple only darting his mouth to the other as he brought fingers up to her nipple rolling the against the sides of it, gently tugging against it as his tentacle massaged her breast between soft squeezes. Pleasure, not pain, that seemed to be what he was seeking above else as his body explored her own.

It was a relief to know that her arousal wasn't necessary... That she didn't have to force it. It was also good to know that the monster didn't want to cause her pain. It was not always the case. She took a deep breath and relax back against the wall behind her as the monster played. He explored her body with hand and tentacle and tongue. His mouth closed around one of her nipples and its hardened under his touch.

It was entirely unpleasant being touched this way, with the warm water spilling over her and the creature studied her body. It wasn't what she'd expected though. Perhaps he'd wanted to do the sex first and the fantasy would come later as a reward. Or maybe he really was studying her. Trying to find out what she liked and disliked... She didn't like trying to guess what he was doing so she stopped trying.

Sensing her thoughts his tentacles turned off the water, and while she did not have any desire to guess and gave up there he was still in a way playing with her body, judging likes and dislikes. It should have been easier for him, he encountered her twice in the past though then he had the luxury of just flipping a switch rather than having to work at it, he never really bothered to check what she truly desired since e could make her desire anything he had wanted.

I have desire to have you like this for some time now, but I refrained until now. First I will slake my desires, then I shall reward you with what you desire.

His hands went up to her breast, his thumbs rolling slowly against her nipples already noting that tweaking her nipples seemed to have little effect his tongue skimmed against her neck as a tentacle wrapped about an akle, drawing her legs further apart though once that was done he released his hold on her.

It is rather unfortunate for you that you are beautiful and thus so desireable attracting so much attention. It is that flower that I wish to pluck for my own, to harvest it in a small fashion, you are still tense, relax yourself and give in to the tide sweeping against you. You will find it far more pleasureable than resisting, thinking that this is not right, that it is strange, so very strange but you will come to accept it if you truly desire to do so.

An invisible touch swept along the slit of her body as tentacles caressed her sides and another replaced his fingers at her clit, rolling against it experimentally, observing her, listening for gasps or moans that would give him clues as to how to continue.

Relaxing was easier said than done. It went against Nell's every instinct and not just the instincts telling her to fight or run. She'd never been good at the lying still while someone was touching her, exploring her. She felt awkward, like she should be doing something too but she wasn't sure what.

A tentacle encircled her ankle, entrapping it only long enough to pull it away from its partner, exposing her more to the creature's touch. Some invisible hand touched the entrance to her sex and she again fought the urge to jerk and pull away. A tentacle took the place of his hand at her clit and she felt her face flush. This was embarrassing, there had to be a better way to do this.

She opened her eyes at last then reach down between them and grabbed hold of the tentacle tickling her sex and gently pulled it away. "That isn't going to work. Do you mind if I move? This might be easier if I was on level with you." Even as she asked she began to shift her position so she could kneel on the floor in front of him. She was aiming to have her face level with his but he was taller so it was difficult. "You can go back to touching me now but this should make it more comfortable..."

(how one word can make a huge difference LOL, we can assume that the water is still running and his hands still on her breasts,)

He could sense some of the problems that she was having, how it was difficult for her to truelu accept thins as they were but he said nothing further to dissuade her from her course of action of convience her of his words. He simply continued to touch her. She felt good to the touch, nice and warm though as she reached down to peel his tentacle from her body he offered up no resistance and let her shift a bit. He could tell what she willed and even assisted her in part for he was a good deal larger than her Aegir could contort and contract his body, excellent for squeezing though small cracks due to his boneless nature or in essence making himself appear thinner, taller or smaller than he was. He went for smaller and thicker so he was virtually eye to eye with her now.

His tongue darted out of his mouth then, skimming against her lips slowly. His hands still needed her breasts as at this lower point she could she the mass of his cocks, yes cocks for there were three, a large central one flanked by two smaller ones jutted out from beneath the mass of tentacles making up his legs.

Those appendages were thick and pulsing with want though he told her she could change position though this occurred as she was in the midst of doing so. Allowed to go back to touching her his tentacle went back to the slit of her sex rubbing up along it with slow strokes.

Better now? This is taking longer than normal, but I trust that you don't mind me figuring thinks out this way. The tentacle at her slit began to press into her flower, just barely, throbbing against it as he pushed it slowly inside her to explore the tight canal of her sex.

Though her eyes were open now, she still tried not to look too closely at the mass of tentacles before her. She'd already seen more than she'd wanted to when she'd lowered herself to the ground. This creature apparently had a few more appendages besides the alien arms and octopus-like tentacles she'd seen first. The discovery that he had a penis as well as not really shocking but discovering that he had three was a little disconcerting. She'd seen scarier things but still...

The monster's tongue brushed her lips and she turned her head away from him. It was still too weird. Instead, she pulled her wet hair to one side to allow him access to her bare neck and shoulder as a better option. His hands continued to work on her breasts, which was the most normal thing about all this... Even if those hands only had three fingers each. She closed her eyes again and tried to focus on the sensations alone.

The tentacle she had moved returned to her sex and without interlude began to press inside her. She gasped softly and instinctively spread her legs a little wider to ease its entry. The tentacle felt smooth and slick and surprisingly good as it began to delve inside her. She squirmed slightly, a part of her hoping it would continue and slide in a bit deeper.

The compromise made his tongue went back to her neck washing against it and the exposed shoulder. She would eventually come around, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but in time all things were possible. He was receive waves of pleasure from her mind which elated him.

He had succeeded at least partially in arousing her attention to him even if she considered his touch strange he knew that she would get use to that as well. Already her body was opening up to him as she spread her legs wider and he granted her that wish of obliging her with more of the tentacle that found it's way into the tight folds of her body.

Rather than pressing in and out of her body his tentacle expanded and contracted in that chamber, filling her in alternate succession. His tentacle twisted though, spiraling against the walls of her body as he touched against pink, warm and tight flesh. He groaned softly too, feeling her pleasure looping back to him in a small fashion, wishing that it was his cock delighting in such pleasure though he was patient his trio of cocks throbbed with the anticipation of the moment.

Like this? Or would you prefer it deeper? Harder even.

Nell gasped again, though somewhat loader this time. The tentacle was morphing itself shape inside her and touching her in a way she'd never experienced. It wasn't traveling deeper like she'd wanted but instead grew and twisted and... And it felt amazing! Her back ached slightly and she pressed into him. Trying to encourage him to take her deeper without actually having to say it.

Of course, he had to ask. "Like this? Or would you prefer it deeper? Harder even." The answer was yes and her mind screamed it even if she couldn't bring herself to say it just yet. Yes, she thought. She wanted it deeper and harder too now that he'd mentioned it. She moaned with need, her arousal suddenly taking off. "Please..." She mentioned at last but nothing more.

There was no need for her to speak, he could see her thoughts in her mind and in a way he was hardly ever fooled or tricked by those with thoughts he could read such as humans. He groaned again himself, eeeling this wave of pleasure hit him, pleased that he could do this in spite of not needing to manipulate her mind. In a way he was thankful for having to do things the hard way for it took something he had usually relied on out of the equation and had him working for it, requiring a bit more effort on his part.

But her delights were his own, and as she pressed up against him trying to receive more of him he asked his rhetorical questions. Of course he knew the answers before hand but there was something deliciously sweet in hearing them too.

He set a hand against one of her tits, fingers dancing against it as one of his tentacles swept against her clit. He seemed to be everywhere as more of that tentacle slid into her, not much more though he stopped after inserting himself into her a few inches more. He was still shaping himself inside her, delighting in her against that appendage then asked her something. He was uncertain here, again he was so use to using his mind and while he was capable of making certain judgements on his own he never wanted to be in error.

Permission to dull your reception to pain? I am unuse to how much a human body can take, though if you prefer I can judge it by ear just as easily, their may be a twinge of pain for a moment if I press too deeply inside you but I defer to your call here.

He regarded her for a moment while still throbbing inside her without moving, basking in the pleasure she received as his tongue fondled her neck and shoulder again.

Nell had finally begun to let go of her unease and enjoy the pleasure her body was receiving. That amazing appendage was sliding deeper into her, allowing her to feel more of it inside her. But the monster stopped suddenly to ask her something and his question gave her pause. It pulled her mind back and forced her to think about another unpleasant reality. Namely how long the creatures tentacles were. She didn't enjoy pain by any means but it did serve a purpose. "D-do you think that's really a good idea? If you dull the pain then... how will you know when you need to stop?" The fear was starting to return and she shifted uncomfortably under his attentions.

Subconsciously your body will tell me when enough is enough, I can just make it so you don't feel the unpleasantries. I have become an adequate judge of these things over the centuries so I have a better feel of when to stop but still the choice is yours.

Fingers caressed the side of her face. He was willing to defer to her thus far and while he still read her mind, even looked through memories he did not alter a thing. Of course he could have said nothing and just did it but he gave her the choice seeing how she was opposed to him messing with her mind.

His tentacle did not move further inside her but he made it hard to think as it pulsed within the heat of her body, a hand cupping her breast, squeezing it and delighting in the softness of her perky breast. He kept his tongue sweeping over her neck, pulled back a little and traced a finger against her lips.

Aegir was giving her the option of choice here and not a choice between two equally sadistic things either. While things would have certainly been much easier if he were able to simply throw switches in her mind his restraint was thrilling to. Not being able to draw upon the talent when he nearly always had made him wonder why he didn't do so before. There were so beings that he was unable to read, Eliza, Octavia ... others where it was a ton of work to manipulate like Yoko and others still that he could not sense at all such as plants and machines, though at least with plants he could be taught to read them in time if using particular techniques.

A tentacle swept up her side while the one on her clit paused and reversed direction against the bud.

Pick one, I am eager to contine.

It relieved her hear that he would know when to stop. The fear faded a little. His hands and tongue were still trying to tantalize her but the tentacle inside her and stopped moving. Another was rubbing against her clit though. Urging her to fall back under the spell of arousal. It was a siren's song. One her body was finding very hard to ignore. She nodded, at last. and replied. "Very fine, as long as you'll know when you are really hurting me... I have no great desire to feel pain." She squirmed again, her body growing eager to feel him moving inside her again. "But please... continue..."