She began to listen to the monster talk about his history and plight, but less listening as to more of plotting how to get free of his grasps, maybe a swift rabbit punch? knee to the groin? if she was on the floor, she would even have thought of stomping on its foot. All these ran through her head till she heard the door slam shut and metal scrunching caught her ears.

Too late she noticed that she was in a dimly lit room, too late also that she found herself bereft of all clothing save for her underwear and socks. Even with the poor lighting, one could see the enormity those cotton cups were holding back, rising and falling as she takes breath, looking rather large when in contrast to her petite frame. Only now does she regret the fact that she chose to wore her g-string that day.

Looking at her captor, she knew she was in for a long night if she didnt act fast. Sad to say, she was much for action.

"Oh r-really.. and h-how would you g-go about doing that?" the terror becoming apparent on her pretty little face.

" Oh, I don't know, maybe a little here and there perhaps...but then you came."

He smiled darkly as he looked into her face, those cute little eyes boring deep into those unfathomable ones of his, and spoke once more.

" Listen little girl. I know what you're thinking about and right now, I'm saying they all will be in vain."

His grips tightened, so much that it began to hurt.

" And with you being so dressed for the occasion...it would be such a waste to just let you go."

He again relaxed, and in doing so the tentacles relaxed along with him. Enough for the girl to be freed of pain, but still she couldn't move.

" well, so much for that. Now if you'll just go along with me..."

He began to run a tentacle along her sensitive side...

" I will guarantee you that you will enjoy this."

Little could she forget the punishment her body had already taken from some of the islands more secluded populace, and mere words werent going to sway her. With his little "love hug" a few moments ago, his argument of Nanaca enjoying this experience wasnt gaining any merit

Nanaca could only wait as one of his slinking appendages of his began making its move on her.

"ahh! no! s-stop!", she protest, pulling at her various binds in vain, little noticing her breathing becoming heavier with each passing moment.

He laughed as she strained against her bonds in vain.

" Oh come on now, is it that bad?" He said, leaning his back against a wall and looking every bit relaxed and delighted.

This position offered him a rather unobstructed view of the girl's very nice wares. Even in her underwear she looked every bit the student, being so sweet with her socks on. But those orbs, straining against a very skimpy looking bra that did not look fitting under a school blouse...those would look out of place on a student like her. And her panties...no wonder they feel in lust among themselves. Anyone who would see that would instantly want to take a peek at what's underneath.

His cheeky tentacles felt the urge at going where no one had gone before, and had started to lightly brush against the surface of her bra, brushing against the tips covered by the thin material. Slowly he saw little bumps forming.

" Ah, there we have it, see? You can't mean what you say." He spoke again, this time being more teasing and more demeaning.

He was right. Damn him for being right. She was starting to get aroused with each moment his appendages spent toying with her, but she wasnt going to give him the pleasure of knowing that.

Nanaca keeps trying to pull away, straining to gain some distance from those probing tentacles on her chest to no avail, its grip was too restricting. Her face soon becomes flush with blood, herself panting heavily from both struggling and his teasing.

"stop this! I.. I dont want..."

" Already and your body's going against you." He smiled a twisted smile, knowing the telltale signs of arousal and deep seethed lust starting to form in the girl.

He held her nearer, her body seemingly more erotic as the light of the pale moon hits it, deftly giving her outline a boost. Shadows made objects seemingly larger, seemingly more beautiful. His eyes had a dark twinkle about them, and it told th girl that there was no way to get out of here, but to do as the monster wanted. Then, perhaps...

" Ah, my dear, look at how the moon caresses you..." He said. His tentacles playfully dove in between the valley created by her firm orbs of lust, playfully lodged themselves in between...under the girl's bra, and in between her chest.

" They say the moon inspires a different person in all of us..."

His fingers started to trace the girl's body, starting at the middle of her chin, going down and passing the tentacle previously toying with her, downwards to her navel...where it came to rest, circling, toying, feeling.

" ...I wonder if the same is true with you?" He said, still doing no effort to hide his crooked thoughts.

Nanaca wanted to give in, oh how she wanted to, but experience tells that once that happens, it only ends in the monster having fun and her ending up as a limp mound of twitching flesh on the floor.

The situation was grim, the monster had already begun to toy with her and the appendage thats taking up residence in her cleavage was further burning the fact of futility into her. She shuts her eyes and visibly winces as the alien traces its fingertips across her soft skin. Maybe he was right, maybe the moon did bring about a different person, but not one he expects.

"EEEYAH!"

Nanaca brings her forehead to bear on the monsters scaly skin, more an act of desperation than a full fledged attempt at escape. Not the wisest of moves against a heavily armored opponent, as soon she finds out when she gets dazed, her forehead beginning to redden from the attack.

That was dumb.

Upon tracing her he had hoped a rather positive response from her, but well...this was rather amusing.

Still trying an attempt at remaining stone-faces, she was doing a rather horrible job of trying to conceal her mounting passion. Her breath could not be mistaken for anything else but rising arousal, her face could not be mistaken for anything else but a rather futile attempt at hiding her feeling. It seemed the monster might win earlier than he'd expected after all, when...

CRACK!

Something hard and a dull 'thud!' on Kouzakai's shoulder meant that the girl was far from giving in. Although not hurt, he was rather amused. The collision had brought about a rather ugly-looking bump on her forehead and a reddening of her otherwise pale white skin.

" Oh dear...you didn't have to do that..."

Rather amused, he moved his tentacle to apply pressure on the forehead, to stop the swelling.

" We can't have that. I was only going to make you feel the pleasure but why did you have to go and do that?"

He moved one at her back, tracing her spine lightly, to stimulate her nerves so as to lessen the feeling of pain from the bump.

" Now let's not mess that pretty face of yours..."

His words. They sounded sorry for her. Maybe there was something behind that scaly exterior besides a sex-hungry pile of tentacles and libido.

"I..I just thought.."

She flustered, still dazed, his tentacles were doing something else OTHER than ravage her. I was quite confusing to Nanaca, his intentions were clear, but his act of pity was something she didnt expect. Maybe she'll give him a chance, if she doesnt like it, she can butt her head on him till she passes out.

"dumb not so much.. Idiotic is more like it", she states, resting her body in his clutches. She begins to relax a little bit more, her struggles ceasing as she lets the pleasure flood into her.

Hehehe, so easy to tame...

" Pleasure is not so much as to hurt, it's in every meaning of the word." He said, stroking her back gently.

He has been toying with the clasp to her bra, playing it like a plaything. Now, slowly and slowly, he had been unclasping it and slowly letting it fall down. Sh ewas still dazed and confused...besides, he was true to his word that he would not hurt her. He just wanted to gain pleasure out of pleasuring her, and being pleasured in return.

" Just relax...lie back...enjoy."

Nanacas head was still throbbing, only making out a few words of what he said, It didnt matter though, as soon as she felt her breast spring free, it was clear that he was going to have his way and she had no choice in the matter. Nanaca kept her reservations, letting him toy with her body for now, still thinking this wont lead to anything good, but its not like she can go anywhere with her being movements being disabled by its tentacles.

"Just... try not to break anything...please?"

" Who says I'm going to break anything?"

The monster took a look at her face, clearly shrouded with fear, not knowing if this was such a good idea. He moved her closer, and kept bruahing up and down her spine.

" As I've said, I'm not going to hurt you..."

Tentacles snaked their way up in between them to start caressing her impressive orbs. They made their way in a circle to the center, lightly and softly brushing against every skin they pass through in an effort to make her more docile, more aroused.

He started to nuzzle against her soft neck, licking in short nips as if to taste her.

" They say youth presents a lot of sweet tastes..." He spoke," If so, then you must be really, really sweet."

The thought of being a giant mermans plaything was anything but erotic, though she does admit, he knew how to touch a girl, albeit hes using tentacles.

Slowly he slinked his dexterous tendrils around her tender mounds, Nanaca gasping several times as they snaked around to engulf her large breasts, nipples beginning to grow rigid with every passing moment. Then he began nuzzling, running his tongue over small portions of skin, leaving a slimy wake of saliva. Her face was a confused mask of disgust and pleasure, he WAS still a monster after all, but his caresses could not be ignored.

His "taste" comment was something she had heard before, "unhh... Ive.. been told that by ..mm.. many of your friends..aahh.."

" I do remember some of my 'friends' being particular about that." He said, smiling slightly," But they are choosy. As for me...I am sure all of you have very distinct 'tastes'."

His tentacles began squeezing the base of her large breasts, and in the process made them bulge. Slowly, as her hard nipples jutted out, the tips of these tentacles crawled their way upwards, and in the process caught her turgid nipples and began flicking at them in a process to further arouse them.

Meanwhile his lips...his wide lips...had began sucking on one particular area on her neck, wanting to give her a temporary hickey. His hands were traveling down...rubbing on her legs, wanting to feel more of her skin...and in the process was slowly opening her up.

" Hmmm...you seem to be very cooperative..." He smiled. " That's exactly it...don't fight it..."

Was there a choice? She couldnt fight even if she wanted to, the tendrils wrapped around her body made sure of that. She could do little else but wait for the monster to lose interest, or for her to pass out, the latter having greater chance of happening based from her experience.

Nanacas teats had already become stiff through the constant attention his tentacles were giving them, and still they kept on squeezing, she herself watched in silent awe at how masterfully he manipulated her breasts.

What he did next both shocked and revolted her to some extent, as her captor began to suck on a large patch of skin, intent on leaving a mark on her pale body. More to the point, how on earth was she going to explain how such a large hickey got there?

through it all, her breathing was slowly becoming labored once again, her panting was getting more audible as he slid his scaly hands all over her thighs, her legs twitching as she resists the urge to spread them.