Satsuro looked upwards at the sky, which had darkened in the past hour. A frown creased his brow as he realized it would rain soon. Placing his hood over his head, he ran underneath the awning to the entrance to the student's dorms. Contact with water would show Satsuro's True Form through his disguise. Still, he was in the perfect position for a little ravaging.

He walked inside the dormatory, taking off his hood. His disguise was still up, so the girls saw him as a human with the hairdo of a rock band member. They would just assume him to be an intern and think nothing else of it.

It would be more difficult to isolate a subject here, since the dorms were always crowded. He would most likely have to wait for one to go her room before he could make his move.

(mind if I join in?)

She stetched a little having just finished washing some dirty clothes, she held a basket against her hip walking through the lounge of the dorms, seeing the dark clouds outside she assumed most girls would be up in their rooms, this is when her eyes fell upon the boy standing in the room, a little odd but she decided to ignor it, he was just probably a lost new teacher or something.

"You better get where you need to be...before the down pour starts" she spoke to him passing by him heading for the stairs.

*not at all, but I have to go to school soon and won't be able to respond until 5:00 P.M tonight.*

Satsuro was pleased with the efficiency of his disguise. He looked at the girl and said, "I'm here to put the dorms on lockdown. The thunderstorm coming is a big 'un. You'd be best getting back to your room for now."

(thats fine, i have classes as well lol I got home around...2:30ish..well on t, th, anyway...)

She raied an eyebrow at him then nodded "Alright. thanks I suppose...just be careful" she turned away from him walking up the stairs to her room.

Satsuro pretended to be posting something on the bulletin board as he watched her walk up the stairs. When she disappeared from sight, he grinned to himself. The disguise had worked just as he had hoped. Everyone saw him as a teacher. Now that he was inside, Satsuro was ready to make his move. He first, however, had to find a quality subject.

He looked around at all the girls. Having to choose one was such a hard decision; all the girls looked so good! However, Satsuro would have to have them isolated from help and unable to escape.

Suddenly, Satsuro's mind went back to the girl he spoke to a few minutes earlier. She was carrying a laundery basket full of neatly folded clothes; more than likely she was heading back to her room. Satsuro hopped up the stairs, his eyes darting back and forth at all the girls he passed. He was not used to being around this much girl flesh outside of N.I.C.E. Labs without ravaging it. Satsuro was able to control himself, however, and walked down the hallway, staying vigilant of the girls whereabouts.

She sighed heavily pushing her way through the girls then pausing she looked back, feeling as if she were being followed, her gray lavender eyes looked over the hallway, shaking her head she turned opening her door closing it behind her.

Little did she know that Satsuro came in as well, his inhuman speed making it all too easy. Just as she turned around, Satsuro hid underneath her bed, blending in with the cast shadow.

She dropped the clothes on the floor laying down on her bed she yawned arching her back muttering softly to herself "Such a strange boy..." she closed her eyes nuzzling into her pillows.

Satsuro stayed still as he saw the girl lift her feet up onto the bed. He heard the bed creak as she nuzzled her head in her pillow. He waited a few minutes, his breath quivering in tension. Experimentally, he stuck his hand out into the dim light, seeing if it was dark enough to blend into.

A huge grin creased Satsuro's face as his hand disappeared in the dim light. Slowly as to not make a sound, he climbed out from under the bed and stood up. The young girl was fast asleep on her bed, her body provacatively splayed. Dark thoughts began to cloud Satsuro's mind. She was about to become his prey. But first, he was going to have fun tormenting her.

Satsuro grabbed a soft plushie on her dresser, feeling the soft fabric between his long, thin fingers. Making sure she wasn't in a position to see the object thrown, Satsuro raised his hand and threw it at her, hitting her in the back of the head.

almost instinctively she put her hand up catching it easily she sat up groaning "Ok whos in here" her eyebrows narrowed a little trying to search in the dark for the one who through the doll, she stood walking to her lamp to turn the light on.

Satsuro became alerted as she reached for the lamp. He couldn't hold up his stealth in the light, and it wasn't time for her to see him yet.

Thinking quickly, he rolled back underneath the bed, and from there, sent a tentacle out and removed the lamp's plug from the outlet.

she pressed the button seeing nothing had happened "Hmm..must have been a short" she sighed lightly ignoring it she climbed back into her bed pulling the blankets over her body.

Meanwhile, underneath her bed, Satsuro let out a sigh of relief. For a minute there, he thought he was going to get caught. For ten minutes, he lay there as a precaution. When he was certain the girl fell asleep, he climbed back out.

This time, she climbed underneath the covers. Satsuro once again blended into the darkness before morphing into his True Form. His tentacles protruded from his back and went into position around the young girl's bed. One tentacle poised over each limb, a fifth going under the sheets towards her pussy. When everything was in position, he wrapped his tentacles around her ankes and wrists, at the same time, thrusting his fifth tendril into her unexpecting foxhole.

her eyes shot open as the tentacles wrapped around her ankles and wrists struggling a little she let out a gasp as the fifth slid into her slit "W..what the ooh!!!"

Satsuro erupted out into an evil laughter.

"You were right in being suspicious, missy!" he announced, pulling his black tendril out of her sex. "But, of course, I can never be outmatched!"

He threw the covers off the girl, her expression showing pure terror. Satsuro tore her clothes off and sent one tentacle shooting in between her legs. It hit the bed just below her peach, and he hoisted her up on the tentacle's body, rubbing the girl off on his appendage.