Her hymen has been broken as she has had sex once before though not all of her hymen has been broken away in that encounter. She gasps as she feels those fingers slip inside her causing her to burn with yearning. Her pussy is moist and her tongue swirls with Monica's briefly.

Her tongue pushes inside Monica's mouth swirling with her tongue as she had been taught at that party.

“AH, yes!” She whimpers against the press of her fingers through her moist folds of her body.

Monica smiles and fingers Bria a little faster while pinching one of her nipples some more, wanting to prolong the pleasure for her. She made sure to do it just right so as not to bring Bria to he brink too quickly. When she eventually does get close, Monica would suddenly stop fingering her and make it start all over again.

“UHHH!” She is beside herself allowed to get close to the brink but never pushed over it by those fingers that assail her making her a whimpering mess in the arms of the other girl. Her eyes roll back in her head, she shudders and is about ready to cum when those fingers top letting her come down, keeping her on this high.

“Oh God, no more, please let me cum!” she pants weakly, her chest rising and falling as she speaks.

"I will if you promise to be a good and obedient girl. Can you do that?" Monica asks, keeping Bria on that high for as long as the poor girl can hold out. "I'll also have a special surprise for you, but only if you're good." She adds pushing her fingers a little deeper.

“UHHH! Yes! Yes! Anything!”

She brushes her pussy against those fingers urgenly wishing to cum as she feels the build up of her own core as she grows closer to unleashing herself and is nearly there should Monica ever stop toying with her.

Monica finally gives Bria her wish and continues fingering her moving her hand faster. She then suddenly changes techniques and moves her fingers in an up and down motion rather than in and out, doing it a bit roughly but not enough to make it painful. "Cum for me, Bria." She whispers into her ear.

The effects are near immediate as that fingers move up and down against her. “Oh! OH! OHHHH!” She pants her body finally able to give in as she snaps her passage against those fingers gushing around them as she cums around them, her body shuddering against Monica's fingers.

Monica smiles pulling her fingers out and licking them clean. "Mmmm very tasty. Didn't I say I'd make you scream?" She asks sliding her fingers back inside her pussy as her other hand keeps fondling her breasts. "Now for your special surprise..." Monica seems to become distorted and suddenly...

A monster was now in Monica's place, using it's tentacle like hands to keep her in place. "I've been controlling this dream from the beginning...everything that happens is according to my desires." It tells her.

Her eyes press closed. She shudders the waves of pleasure not stopping as she is assailed. Panting she screams again, this time in terror as she notices and feels the texture of a tentacle against her, she tries to run to move away but cannot. The thing holds her close.

Dream? What the? It makes no sense yet perfect sense at the same time, that, that never happened? Of course not. She freaks out, surging in a panic to get away but it is useless.

"NOOOOOO!"

Wraith smirks as the girl screams and struggles. The appendage inside her pussy starts moving in and out as the other wraps around her breast squeezing it. The tip rubs against her nipple. "Heheh, doesn't this feel much better than human fingers?"

“NOOOO! LET ME GO!”

She struggles though it is no use as that tetacle presses into her previously aroused passage and a tentacle wraps about her chest as it plays with her modest breast.

Struggles and thrashes in an effort to brake free though years of being sheltered due to her disorder works against her now.

Wraith thrusts the tentacle faster into her sex even as she struggles, refusing to let her wake up until he was done with her. "You aren't going anywhere, Bria. You might just as well enjoy this. You won't find another creature quite like me, especially in the real world."

She doesn't understand, this is all surreal to her ad not just that but this is some sort of warped dream. Unable to escape from his grasp he tries I vain to pull the tentacle out of her body.

“NO! PLEASE STOP!”

Her passage still moist at her earlier excitement matters turn for the worse. She doesn’t even realize that this is real and whimpers as tears roll down her cheeks unsure of how to address this matter.

“STOP! THIS ISN'T REAL!”

"You're right, it's not real. But I am. I entered your dream while you were sleeping in class and took control." Wraith said laughing at her fear as he keep pushing in and out of her pussy. "I'm not just limited to entering a mind when they're asleep. I can easily do it when you're awake and toy with you then. Or I could possess you to ravage another girl, or vise versa. So there's plenty of ways for us to have fun."

“No -AH- way!” Part of her didn't believe it, that he was part of this dream too or rather some horrible nightmare that she could not wake from.

She struggles uselessly trying to get free but unable to do so. If this were a dream, then maybe …

He seems to have a physical manifestation at least here and while that hadn't assisted her so far she tries to imagine herself covered in grease in an effort to slip free. If this was a dream, then maybe she could use that but what then, were to run? If successful she would imagine the amusement park she went to as a little girl, maybe she can hide in the fun house but she had no way of knowing how much control she had here.

“You're lying! You're just a figment of my -OHH- imagination.” She tries to invoke her plan and see if it nets her anything worthwhile.