Jenny sat on her bed, flexing her arms as she flipped the cover off of her DS and turned it on. Pulling a large pen stylus from her pocket, she tapped the screen, starting up her game. As the game loaded, she cracked her knuckles, preparing to go for the high score on one of the stages.

"I'm only a few points away from a perfect score..." She said to herself. "I know I can do it."

The alien was shadow traveling for his hunt tonight..and the dim light of the game screen catches his attention from the shadows. He slowly comes from them, his red eyes now on the girl sitting in her bed.

He watches her for now, his dark tendrils starting their slow, shadow crawl across the floor towards her.

Jenny, concentrating solely on the game, tapped and spun on the touch screen as music played through the speakers. She gritted her teeth as she tapped through a long string of beats, gripping the stylus tightly.

Rage's tendrils come up from the shadows around her bed, and suddenly wrap about her ankles, lifting them and pushing her back on her bed as he begins to come from the shadows before her, giving hisses and clicks as he looks her over.

His other two tendrils quickly moves to wrap her wrists together making her drop the game on the bed as he moves closer to her.

Jenny screamed in surprise as she pitched backwards onto the bed, the DS flying out of her hands, bouncing off the bed, and falling behind it.

"The hell?! Who's there?" Jenny half-asked, half-yelled, before looking up and seeing something forming in front of her.

Ragerath hisses and clicks at her as one tendril holds both her hands above her head on the bed, two more holding her legs tightly, coiling up them. His other begins to rub over her chest, and wiggles under her shirt as he walks closer, letting the girl notice the twin hard shafts of her attacker.

Jenny flailed about, trying to loosen her attacker's grip, when she glanced down between her legs and noticed the large phalluses approaching.

Now figuring out just what her attacker had in mind, her struggling efforts doubled, twisting and turning in the monster's grip.

He tightens his tendrils about her arms and legs as she struggles, so all her struggling does is make her wiggle rather nicely for him.

The one tendril under her shirt suddenly lifts upwards, ripping away her shirt and bra in the process. His steps slow, methodical towards her, letting the feelings she has sink through throughly that she is about to be taken by him.

"Let go of me!" Jenny yelled, although at this point, she wasn't actually expecting it to. Part of her was even getting a bit excited at the prospect.

Of course, her pride wasn't going to admit that, so she continued to struggle futilely.

His free tendril coils about her breasts as he steps closer, his long tongue licking over his small lips.

After a few moments the tendril on her breast slides away from them..and down, soon working its way under her skirt and panties, and then rips suddenly outwards, tearing them away as well and exposing her body fully to his red gaze.