Still pleased by the girl's reactions, Corundus proceeded to explore her sex. However, despite the recently acquired knowledge that great heat might be found in her depths, the crystal entity started by exploring the surface of her mound. The feeler traced Anne's netherlips up and down, mapping out the contours as it reveled in the heat of her flesh. Soon enough, it encountered her clitoris a strange bump nestled at the top of her slit that it's partial knowledge suggested was important and sensitive. Experimentally, Corundus tapped the little love button with the tip of its feeler, wondering what sort of reaction it would elicit.

Of course, elsewhere, the crystal monster continued to stimulate the young woman's bottom and breasts, hoping to keep her motivated toward servicing the feeler in her mouth.

Anne tensed against the invasion she knew was coming of one of those tendrils deep inside her. She froze, her inner walls claming down to attempt to prevent any entry. Thus, she was completely suprised by the gentle, featherlight touch that ran up and down her damp sex.

Being completely unprepared for the touch she also had no defence prepared against it and despite her hands shooting to the tendril she merely grasped it, not attempting to pull it away. Her mind and body remained frozen in the moment between her gut reaction to pull the tendril away, and her bodys want to keep it exactly where it was. Each moment passed weakened the argument to pull it away and as the tendril lightly pridded her engorged clit the arguement was most definately made in favour of not trying to force it away.

Her mind began to fog again, her body sinking into the duality between what was actually happening to her and how she felt. With the alien crystal fragments still hammering through her veins, overlapping half images behind her eyes she felt herself dip into a need.. a lust that permeated her senses and heated her blood.

Outwardly, her skin returned to that deep red flush of intense desire as she the rock continued moving around her mouth, allowing her to breath freely while gently stimulating her, her breasts and arse were being kneaded in a way not even a thoughtful lover could manage and her spread pussy was being stroked.

With the incredible amount of stimulous he found herself losing the battle to remain coherent and her hips started to move of their own accord, pushing against the tendril that was stroking her, as her tongue tried wrapping around the cool stone in her mouth.

Though it was worried for a moment when the girl grabbed the tendril between her legs, Corundus was greatly pleased by her other reactions. Of course the presence of her hands did nothing to impede the progress of the feeler, so it decided just to revel in the feel of the soft flesh wrapped around its cool stone. That feeler continued to explore the student's pussy. Pressed against her slit, it undulated from side to side while the tip rubbed her clit with a circular motion.

Elsewhere, the tendrils working Anne's buttocks and breasts began to grow, branching off into dozens more and slowly spreading over her hotly flushed body. Corundus found itself wanting to touch her everywhere and its protrusions complied instinctively. Far from the coordinated stimulation of their parent feelers, these new appendages simply writhed against Anne's flesh.

With the extra stimulation, Anne found her breathing deepen and her skin remained that deep shade of red. Despite her earlier resistance about having anything go anywhere near her pussy the unintentional, but skillful manipulation of her body, coupled by the enchancing effect of her crystal had sent her body into a heated, desperately horny state. Her mind, more of a last gasp gave one final attempt to resist, but her body responded by flooding her senses with a pulse of pure lust, causing the inner walls of her pussy to clench on itself.

Externally, it looked a little like Anne was being sucked into the rock surface, her legs spread wide but with tendrils moving all around her, stroking every inch of her skin.

Feeling it had gotten about as much as it could out of exploring Anne's netherlips, Corundus suddenly switched gears. It grew another branch of its attendant tendril. The new feeler pushed into the girl's clenching pussy, pushing back against her tightening walls as it flowed into her depths.

And elsewhere, the crystal monster's feelers surrounded the girl in a frenzy of activity, trying to be everywhere at once. The tendril in her mouth slid smoothly between her lips and rubbed against her tongue, careful not to push too far that she would gag.

Panting, she felt the tendril push deep inside her, forcing itself against her spasming inner walls and for a moment time seemed to pause for the young student. She felt the cool stone against the red hot lining of her own sex, rippling and clenching down on the cool invader. She could feel the stone inside her, radiating out a coolness that made the penetation that much more intense. She could feel the soft strokes on her body. She could feel everything at once, crystal clear almost like she was both the one doing it, and the one that it was happening too.

As her sensation of time snapped back into place she felt the tendril burst into her, filling up her hungry pussy perfectly, almost like it had been molded to fit and her body cried with joyeous release. Her cunt clamped down hard on the invader and her back arched, the tendril filling her mouth falling out as she cried to the heavens as the orgasm ripped through her.

For a moment all she could feel was her own blood pounding in her ears and her body burning alive as she came, and came hard, her juices coating the smooth rock inside her.

It was a beautiful spectacle, the girl arching her back and screaming in the grips of a crystalline monster, her sex gripping a stone invader and soaking it with her juices. It was really too bad Corundus didn't have the proper perspective to understand what perfection it was - at least not at first.

As the rush of fluid from the girl's pussy began to sink into the stone, another blast of knowledge filled Corundus' mind. This time, the ecstasy of orgasm crashed over it along with a cacophony of other emotions and thoughts as parts of Anne's psyche merged with its own. Most of the information was too alien for it to process, but what it did understand gave it a new appreciation for the young woman and the bliss it had just driven her to.

As before, all action on the part of the crystal entity stopped as it dealt with the strange and pleasurable sensation. For the time being, Corundus was effectively just 'holding' Anne as they both came down from the powerful release.

Anne lay there, her chest heaving as her Orgasm faded from her. For a moment she lost track of where she was and what was going on, instead wrapped up in her own little half world as little after shocks ran though her body making her muscles twitch involuntarily.

As she shifted a little to better to catch the sunlight she felt the inner walls of her still stuffed pussy stretch over the invader, and she abruptly attempted to sit up, although this was prevented as the little feelers had streched over much of her body. The sensation of being trapped forced her body to full wakefulness in the blink of an eye, burning the last of the alien crystal from her blood and she started to panic, moving her hands to attempt to break the rock surface that semi-imprisoned her.

As her panic rose and she struggled, she remained full from the invading stone tendril. Unbenowest to her just as Corundus learnt, snippets of information about the crystaline entity transferred to the recesses of Anne's mind, but as she paniced they were flung around her mind, like unread notes in a hurricane.

From the new information it had gleaned, Corundus could tell Anne was panicking. It briefly considered just letting her go, but it wasn't through exploring her yet. Still, it didn't want to cause her undo stress. How could it go about calming her down?

A strange idea began to form in the depths of Corundus' mind. One born of its own experience and a little of the girl's as well. The entity began to hum, vibrating its crystal matrix to produce resonance. At first it was just a single droning note, but soon others followed. A flow of sound emerged, a combination of rhythm and sounds that mimicked the feeling of a living rock ecosystem. Currents of magma, impacts of tumbling boulders, sounds of crystal life emerged - at once both discordant and in perfect harmony.

The sounds (and vibrations that caused them) came from every part of the crystal entity, including the tendrils that restrained the young woman; the ones that were coiled around and spread over her breasts; the ones that cupped her lovely ass; and the thick protrusion that filled her succulent pussy.

Anne squirmed and thrashed in the grip of the entity, trying to get away. She bucked, pulled, pushed and generally tried whatever she could to get free. It was made much more difficult that she had very little mobility and that her sex was stuffed full of stone, effectively an anchor to the chair. She tried pulling herself up, off the phallus but again couldn't manage it.

As she tried though she suddenly felt the strangest vibration coming from all around her. For a moment she thought it might be some sort of earthquake or tremor and her struggled intensified, but rather than becoming stronger, the vibrations changed, subtly creating soft sounds which were felt more than heard. They brought to mind a place of safety. One where life was all around, enveloping, holding like a mothers arms, sheilding her from the fury of the world.

Her motions slowed as the song took hold. It was almost as if she wasn't alone and the song resonated deep within her, shaking lose those memories borrowed from the entity and the feelings that were contained in her held her tight. She didn't recognize on a concious level what it was, merely that it was safe, and comforting. As the song gently rolled through her she slowly stopped struggling altogether, remaining at rest just listening to the feeling of Corrundus song as it vibrated throughout her. A song of peace, of safety and of a place called home.

Corundus was afraid its plan had backfired when Anne's struggles increased. It was just about to release her - reluctantly deciding to let her go rather than risk allowing her to hurt herself with her struggles - when she finally started to calm down.

It worked! The crystal entity continued softly humming to its captive while it renewed the actions of its feelers. Starting slowly, a few of the tendrils encasing her began to softly stroke her skin again - almost like tender caresses. Moving in tune with the 'song,' more and more of them resumed exploring the girl's tender flesh. Soon she was surrounded by motion again. Motion that reinforced the calming effect of the 'song' yet lingered over the hot spots of her body.

The song soared through Anne. It was more calming than she had ever felt before, and she just lay there, her body relaxing. As she lay she felt the motion of the rock again, the subtle motions massaging her body in the same timing as the song, enhancing it.

Her mind, so caught up in the song didn't register the motions were all around her, and inside her as the tendril that embedded itself deep inside her also vibrated gently, the vibrations causing her bodys libido to re-awaken.

Corundus itself was soon caught up in the song, the sonorous influence infusing it with both a melancholy over what was lost and a joy of being able to share with its visitor. It began to see Anne more as a partner than a captive. A fellow being whose company it enjoyed and whom it desired to please.

As Corundus resumed the motions of more and more of its feelers, its song changed slightly. Notes and movements began to speak of an encounter with a compatible other, of liquid-solid crystals flowing against and with one another before merging and becoming one. The tendrils covering Anne's breasts began to dance to this song, teasing and massaging the tender flesh of her mounds while flicking against her nipples to its ever evolving rhythms.

The vibrations altered around Anne, sweeping her along with the song. Tears started to form in her eyes as the feeling of home shifted slightly, becoming one of longing and a place far, far away.

Anne couldn't tell how she knew the song that thrummed through her. She had no idea why, or even how she could interpret the images that the song broadcast to her, no more than the average person puzzles over how a sound is created and understood by the ear. She just heard, and felt the song. Her hands started their own movements in pace with the music, her fingers tracing tiny circles on the glassy surface. Fully caught up in the waves of the music Anne still didn't quite understand on a concious level what was going on. It was as if what she was listening too was a peice of music that would never be heard again and all her concentration was wrapped up into it.

As the song changed once again, her body unconciously responded, moving subtly around on the thick tendril that was still deep within her, mirroring the undercurrent of the vibrations.

Corundus' many tendrils spread out and joined together, becoming sheets of hard yet supple crystal that flowed over Anne's body. They slid over her warm flesh, clinging to her generous curves as they danced to the song of the crystal entity. The column of cool stone in the girl's pussy started to ripple, massaging her honeyed walls all up and down their length. And another feeler began to grow, homing in on that one place Corundus had yet to explore. The tiny tendril flowed easily into her tight anus, pushing past her entrance before starting to thicken and elongate, slowly filling her rectum with another shaft of crystal.

Throughout the song continued, becoming more and more joyous as Corundus became involved with exploring Anne's body once more. It sung of the exquisite heat of her body and the pleasance of her company. She was its only 'friend' in this lonely land.