Orgasm. The girl suddenly realized that she’d just experienced her first ever orgasm. Wow, so that’s what all that buzz was about in Cosmo. Risa could suddenly understand why this singular moment became such a focus for a lot of sexually-active women. She sarcastically wondered if there were any articles ever written on getting off while being molested by tentacles. The title of the article would read, ‘Hard time reaching your moment? Consider getting jumped by a swarm of overly touchy-feely tentacles.’

“Ahh!” Risa suddenly gasped as she felt the thrashing in her sensitive sex. Her strawberry-blonde head titled up to gaze down her body and assess the current situation. Things were grim. Although she’d just experienced orgasm, this monster didn’t seem to give any inclination that she’d earned a little breather. In fact, if anything, her ecstasy had only made things worse for herself. The little tendrils inside of her snatch withdrew, but then went straight for her panties.

“No! No! Nooo! Oh no!” Risa yelped as her panties were pulled apart with savage violence, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Please, don’t let this happen! I-I’ve never... I mean, this would be my first... oh please, please don’t!” The girl renewed her struggles in vain for a few seconds while she was groped all over. She gasped in horror as she felt the very first contact between her naked flesh and the blunt tip of the big tentacle between her thighs. Her body shivered in fright as the tentacle flicked up and down against the length of her dew-laden petals, crowned at the top by a tiny, thin bush of trimmed and waxed strawberry blonde pubic hair.

When the tip began to press into her, the young beauty panicked with a frantic need to do something, anything to make this stop. With a titanic show of feminine strength, Risa thrust her chest high into the air, and then pulled with her hips to try and buy herself an inch or two of space. The angle of her body would have been a sight to behold: arched like a naked gymnast on the floor, her fair skin overlaid with a living web of tentacled flesh and her bright hair marking either end of her gorgeous torso. She threw her head back with the effort of that final resistance; her hair flowed like a golden waterfall back down to the floor. In that moment, she was a monument of tragic beauty.

Although her miraculous contortion might have thrown off a regular attacker for at least several seconds, 263 was not so easily dissuaded. Given its hold on her legs, it could have easily pulled her back to her original position, overpowering her and stretching her straight. Or it could have secured her torso more securely. But such extra effort was needless. If this was the position she wanted to be taken in, 263 really couldn't care. The tentacle aiming to take her virginity merely angled itself towards her now-raised maidenhood and pushed forward again.

Only this time, it didn't stop when it reached her lips. Rather, the momentum of its approach carried the tentacle past her labia, its tip pressing just inside her passage. Its entrance slowed as it struggled to push the width of its head into her tight passage, but slowly it managed the feet, and pushed inside her. Every inch of her tunnel that the tentacle had the honor of expanding for the first time was a struggle, but 263 relished every second of it. Its tentacles played with her breasts more in its excitement, and slowly her passage yielded to its demands, allowing it deeper and deeper inside. Her back was kept in its arching position by the force of its entrance. The shaft wiggled slightly from side to side, pushing her further apart as it slowly burrowed in. Finally, the tentacle came against Risa's final barrier. 263 had encountered this obstacle in several girls it had taken previously, but it still knew nothing of its meaning, nor did it care. The tentacle never slowed as it pushed against Risa's hymen with unrelenting force, slowly forcing it to tear away.

In only mere seconds, Risa's virginity was stolen, taken by the tentacles that used her mercilessly. Her maidenhead tore, and the tentacle pushed past it, filling the rest of her all the way to her cervix. The tentacles might as well have squealed with delight at how tight she wrapped around the phallic probe. Not knowing what Risa was going through having just lost her virginity, the tentacle immediately began a slow, squirming withdrawl. Risa could feel its bulbous head moving farther and farther out, back the way it had come. When it was nearly at her entrance, it paused, only to push its way back in in a single, swift stroke. It began to repeat the motion.

“Aaaahhhhaaa!” Risa’s wail of shame, defeat and pain echoed through the still air of the classroom. She was speared in place by the sudden thrust of her thick, alien attacker, and held in her uncomfortable arch as she was forced to take inch after awful inch of squirming tentacle into her womanhood. A real scream of pain followed shortly thereafter as her virgin veil was ripped asunder without any regard as to the desecration that had just been dealt to her body. If this is what sex was supposed to feel like, then it really sucked!

“Uuuugh!” the girl groaned loudly as her extremely tight, young passage was penetrated all the way to the very farthest depths of her chalice. Wow, he was really big! She squeezed him reactively, as though she might be able to smoosh him to a smaller size. It didn’t work, but her body kept trying anyways.

As the monstrosity began to slowly back out of her sex, Risa let her slender figure fall back against the floor. Her desperate bid for some relief hadn’t paid off, and she was going to cramp up if she maintained that position for very long. The tentacles followed her down easy, as most were wrapped about her in some fashion or another. The one buried only partially in her pussy seemed to have no trouble at all adjusting back to the original placement. In fact, as soon as it was most of the way out, it simply plunged right back into her.

“Ah, ow!” Risa yelped, but didn’t scream like she first had. There was still pain in that thrust, but there was something else now too. Something that she hadn’t been able to detect in the initial joining due to the fear and the pain, but now those other factors were lessening and this new sensation was budding in their place. It was pleasure, but vastly different from the sensations she felt on her breasts, or stomach, or even from the little tendrils when they had conjured an orgasm out of her. No, this was very different; it was...carnal.

Risa could not have known it at the time, but that initial orgasm had aided her greatly in this trial that she suddenly found herself in. In addition to the blood of her virginity, the juices from her ecstasy greatly helped to grease the efforts of her ravisher. As the bulging girth forcibly plowed back through her tunnel, Risa arched her lower back lightly in response and whimpered loudly as the tip kissed her cervix once again.

Risa's initial cries and screams only fueled 263's lust. Its initial penetration of her pussy became faster and more forceful as her hymen gave way, and her sweet voice cried out in a delicious scream. Its desire remained as it drew back and pushed back in. 263 was certainly aware of the lubricating effects of Risa's first climax. Although it would have taken her either way, the sticky fluid made its repeat entrances much easier. The kick of this was that 263 only used the excuse to enter her that much faster and more frequently. Within moments, it had begun pumping into Risa's body with a steady rhythm.

It found Risa's involuntary contractions most pleasing, like an affectionate, if rather lewd hug against its sensitive skin. It made something of a game of stretching her walls back apart. At the conclusion of every thrust into her, it would bend its shaft slightly, effectively widening her passage. Then it would quickly draw out, leaving her empty for only a fraction of a heartbeat before rushing back in, over and over. And its thrusts were not gentle. Although there was no greater mass of a body behind the tentacle, she could feel the power of its thrusts reverberate through her whole body. They were so strong that her young body began to rock on the floor. And yet, the strikes were precise. Each one drove its power entirely into her virgin sex, striking deep and bottoming out over and over.

Her wails and cries were even more enticing. The tentacle ravaging her young sex accelerated a little bit more with every sound that escaped her mouth. Meanwhile, the tentacles handling and manipulating her rolling breasts kicked into over drive. They squeezed and molded and rolled her tits like a child's play thing. They began a quick pumping motion, depressing the tops of her breasts and flattening them before squeezing their sides and forcing them to protrude forward. They alternated this motion on her breasts for several moments, before they paused. Quickly, they uncoiled from the upper half of her mounds. The tentacles pointed towards her nipples and shuddered, and a second later they split into the same then tendrils that had given Risa her first orgasm. The tendrils wrapped around her nipples and began to tug, pulling her whole breasts upwards by her crowning pink buds.

The lovely teen jumped in a horrified reaction to the sudden movement of the tentacle inside of her which stretched her open even wider. It was some sort of cruel bending motion that would have been impossible for a human penis, but was a simple task to perform for a dextrous tentacle. Risa yelped as her tight, inexperienced walls were stretched to their limits by the torturous manuveur. Wasn’t he causing her enough pain already!? She sighed as he eased up and partially withdrew, but the relief was a split-second illusion.

“Haaa! Nn-Augh! Oh f-fu-ow! ...Ah! ...Ah! Ohgod! ..Ah! ..Ow! ..Ah! Ah! AH! AH! Oough! AH! AH! AH!” the girl’s voice rose in pitch to match the swiftly building rhythm of the serpent between her forcibly spread thighs. Her yelps became singular notes perfectly detailing the extraordinary mix of pain and pleasure that Risa felt with every vicious thrust. The pace that she was set upon was absolutely merciless. The teen was certain that she was being tunneled through by the ruthless beast. Her shapely lower back arched lightly with every deep, hammering blow in a pitiful attempt to lessen the impact inside of her.

Risa rolled her head back as her body began to rock with every jackhammer blast. She was well aware of the torment being visited upon her sensitive breasts, and fresh, hot tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes as her young tits were roughly played with. The fucking became more intense with every passing second. It was only her first time, but already she was getting her cervix pounded into submission. Despite the intense, stabbing pain hitting her like a shotgun blast again and again, the girl felt her hips bucking back in reaction. She had to be a slut, if her body found even this horrible treatment pleasurable. Her cheeks blushed with intense shame.

Suddenly, the girl’s pain and pleasure were electrified even further by the introduction of more of those slender tendrils. These new additions grasped her hardened nipples and pulled her youthfully firm breasts into stark misshape. Risa’s brain was on overload from the flood of intense sensory input. The brutal fucking she was receiving commanded her attention, but the nipple tugging was also impossible to ignore. The girl’s arms and legs flexed helplessly as she tried to break free from her bonds and rescue her defenseless body, but to no avail. Unable to do anything to stop the monster’s cruel games, Risa hopelessly surrendered her resistance as she was fucked senseless.

Risa's helplessness was only reinforced as the tentacles pulled tighter on her arms and legs. Her arms well held even farther to the side, far from being able to shield her sensitive tits from their ongoing molestation. If anything, the angle of her arms only held her chest up into the tentacles that tugged at her delightfully bouncy and resilient chest. More tentacles returned to coil around her breasts, squeezing them, forcing her nipples to protrude even more proudly into the tendrils that swirled around them and pulled against them. The small fingers began to pinch and rub her nipples, encouraged by her moans and yelps at their treatment.

But the tentacles around her legs were up to something far more devious. The tightened around her shapely legs and pulled them farther apart, the angle wasn't enough to hurt her outright, but it did stretch her muscles and, more importantly, opened her hips. With her passage widened slightly, the pressure against 263 pistoning tentacle reduced slightly. Spurred on by its new found freedom, and the plethora of pained and lustful sounds that rose unbidden from Risa's lips, the tentacle began to move faster. Its wide girth rubbed Risa's walls with its not-quite-rough skin, striking nerve after nerve deep within her. It could hear her cries, feel them echoing through her body, feel the needy, carnal bucks and shudders of her inexperienced body. It wanted more - all of her screams, all of her writhing, everything it could take from her body. It would fuck it all out of her, harder and faster.

Then the tentacles around her thighs began to push and pull her in time with the thrusts of the thing inside her. They rocked her body harder than even the pumping inside her had, pulling her young pussy onto the penetrating shaft as it drilled into her. It hit her even harder with her momentum working with it. She was completely helpless under their strong, muscular tugs. Her body was like a powerless fucktoy to them, a tool in worsening her own violation.

Risa was in hell. She was now certain that is where she’d been taken, but was still unsure of how or why she was there. If this was her due for some past transgression, then she was deeply, deeply sorrow for it. For the life of her, however, she could not think of anything that she’d done to deserve this fate. There wasn’t any time to reminisce upon the past, as her present situation demanded all of her attention.

Through tear-stained eyes, she watched in horror as tentacles squeezed her breasts grossly out of their natural shape. She’d been so proud of her firm, perky chest through high school. Her girls had made her popular, and surrounded her with friends. She’d been the envy of many, and the object of desire for many more still. Now she had been reduced to this monster’s sexual plaything. Her breasts now conformed to the shape that their new masters desired them to take, no matter the discomfort this brought to the girl herself. Her voice gasped and moaned desperately as her helpless, sensitive nipples were set upon by those vicious smaller tendrils. Though her tender ends cried for her intervention, she was powerless to save them as they were pinched and rubbed until they were so hard that they ached.

The teen groaned as her arms were pushed in such a way that her chest was forced up into further prominence. Her breasts raised up in sacrificial offering into the coils of her groping rapist. Despite the discomfort, what worried Risa the most was the pleasure that she felt from such treatment. Perhaps the beast could’ve been a little more gentle, but the sexual stimulus was undeniably there and it was powerful. In fact, the attention that she received there only made things worse for her with her situation further south.

Risa cried out sharply as her perfectly-shaped legs were pulled apart to a spread angle. This new position worked very well for her attacker, as it left her cunny wide open and exposed to full exploitation. That was precisely what this creature had in mind. The girl’s lower back arched as the thrusting tentacle within her silken petals struck secret, sensitive places inside of herself that she’d never known to have existed. Her lovely voice half-wailed, half-moaned as each impaling motion brought on more and more of a response from her unwilling body.

That same voice turned into a scream as the tentacles around her thighs began to move her entire body back and forth in a perverse motion that perfectly accentuated the brutal thrusts that she was already being forced to receive. Her head rolled back as she was forced to take the pounding of her life. If she lived through this, she’d never walk again; she was certain of that much. Her hands clawed at the air and the floor, searching for something to squeeze to help her relieve some of the pressure and pain within her most precious place.

Suddenly, something dark and unwanted awoke inside the girl. A storm of electric energy ran like a circuit through her nervous system. It blazed with such an intense heat that her mind nearly blacked out from the overwhelming rush of sensory input. She flooded her sex with a rush of her own dirty juices. Her young body spasmed over and over in the throes of a sudden and powerful orgasm. The girl’s voice cried out in horrified exultation of what she felt inside of her own figure. It was the ultimate betrayal; to think that her own body could enjoy such brutality.

Every cry and wail was like a plea for more to 263, and every sound Risa made brought it pounding into her young body faster and faster. It ravaged her sex relentlessly, thrusting into it tirelessly no matter how much her body burned from exhaustion and pressure. It moved faster, feeling her body start to writhe and twist under its assault. It could feel her building to another release, this one more powerful. Whether she realized it or not, she was once again being brought to the edge of her unwanted pleasure. As it built, Risa could hear the pleasure that was and wasn't hers echoing in her mind again. Gasps and moans that grew louder and louder the more she was defiled.

As she came, the thoughts became a scream. Her orgasm was powerful, far moreso than her previous one. Her body twisted and pulled against its grip, but it held her firm. The tentacle inside her kept her hips in place, leaving her body with no recourse but to clench her muscles against its pistoning shaft. None of it slowed 263 down in the slightest. As her juices flowed over its tentacle, it basked in the smell of her unsuppressable sexuality. This was the scent it had wanted, the liquid it had pumped her so hard to force her to release. And still it wanted more. The tentacle fucked her mercilessly through her orgasm, forcing her climaxing walls to stretch and separate even as they tried to clench. Tentacles continued to molest her breasts fiercely, now heightened in their sensitivity. Every ounce of pleasure doubled and tripled as she was practically fucked into the floor, in spite of her first squirting orgasm.

Even as her climax subsided, the brutal pace continued. The tentacles seemed to be building through a crescendo of their own. For several long, agonizing minutes after the rush of sexual pleasure faded, she was left with the thrusting and the echoes of her own thoughts being forced back into her head. Suddenly, the tentacles around her breasts squeezed tightly. Risa was yanked downwards by the tentacles around her legs, and at the same time, the invader in her pussy thrust itself forward and rammed against her cervix, holding itself inside. The tentacle twitched menacingly for a few moments, sending shivers through her inner walls. She could feel its head start to expand against her passage. Then, after several moments, the tentacle gave a mighty shudder. A second later, she could feel something hot splash against her, somewhere deep inside her. The tentacle began to release a flow of hot, thick liquid directly into her uterus.

More and more of the strange liquid flowed out, filling up her young womb. She could feel herself becoming fuller and fuller as the alien seed flowed into her. After several seconds, she felt completely full, but the tentacle continued to pour into her. Its head tightly sealed the liquid inside her, leaving it nowhere to go as more and more was pumped into her. Just as she started to feel as if she might burst, the tentacle wrenched itself free, and pulled itself from her in a swift, rough retraction. Alien cum flowed into the sudden emptiness, and some of it squirted from her slit as her uterus began to contract, the pressure abating. The tentacle continued to spew its ooze, now aiming for Risa's crotch. It splashed onto her skin, hot and thick and sticky, coating her abdomen in white, pungent goo.

Risa’s cries of release were broken and stuttered as she was mercilessly fucked straight through her forced orgasm. As if she didn’t have things bad enough already. The lovely shape of her torso squirmed beautifully in the throes of her unwanted ecstasy, mixed with a desperate desire to find some relief amidst the constant sexual pressure her body was being pressed beneath. All of her efforts were for naught. In fact, it seemed likely that her attempts to relieve some of her pleasure really only served to enhance her assailant’s enjoyment of this debauchery.

She gasped for breath like a fish out of water as her body attempted to recover from her orgasmic ordeal. Risa felt herself being drowned in overstimulation, but there was simply nothing that she could do to stop or even lessen the experience for herself. Worse still was the awful echo of her every sensation as she felt those horrible thoughts being reflected back at her. She was overwhelmed by the amount of stimulation that she was receiving already, but the mirror experience simply crushed her mind beneath its power.

Long minutes passed as Risa was buried beneath an avalanche of sensory input. The tousled classroom was filled with the wet noises of their forceful coitus, and the lone feminine voice that became quieter and quieter as her spirit was gradually ground into dust. Her own shameful juices spilled out of the joining of their organs, and flowed down to create a small puddle beneath her taut ass. She felt her butt slide through it every time she was brought down onto the thrusting monster, reminding her of her body’s failure to maintain a shred of decency through this ordeal.

The girl detected the gradual increase in pace and aggression from her inhuman partner. Was he about to cum? What did that mean for her? Risa was concerned by the idea, but she was far too defeated to be able to offer a shred of resistance. Instead, when the beast squeezed her breasts so hard that she thought the poor mounds might burst, her voice could only emit a light groan. The alien member slammed like a runaway freight train into her cervix as it swelled and wriggled angrily. She felt the inhuman length pumping something into her, and her face turned to hide in her own shoulder as she sobbed.

The broken teen managed to whimper as the pressure built to dangerous levels inside of her plugged womb. However, even as she was filled beyond what she should’ve been able to hold, her voice could raise no more than a light moan of discomfort. She’d simply been drained of everything else she could have offered; there was nothing left to give. The sudden, unromantic departure from her sex was an unnecessary reminder that this had been no gentleman caller. She finally looked down at her ravaged body to see for herself the stains left upon her smooth, flat stomach. That milky liquid, painted in dots and streaks across her fair skin, did not bode well; she wondered if this horrible monster could make her pregnant.

Defeated, drained and broken, Risa lay motionless upon the tile floor except for the slow and steady rise and fall of her soft, feminine chest. She laid her head back down and turned towards one of the walls to her side, but her eyes didn’t focus on anything in particular. There was only the sensation of the sticky mess that drained from her sore, throbbing sex. Her mind dwelled upon the strange fluid cooling on her stomach, and of the unknown amount that remained within her cradle of life.

For a moment, the tentacles lay motionless. It seemed like the ordeal might finally be over, and the monsters would retreat, leaving the broken girl to her misery. But 263 had other plans for her.

As the tentacles that had been ravaging her body slowly retracted, others began to move forward. Before they could reach her, the tentacles binding her wrists pushed her arms up and bound them together over her head. More tentacles descended and wrapped around her torso. She felt herself lifted into the air, and tilted until she was vertical, her hands held above her head. Her breasts swayed and jiggled softly under the effects of gravity. Some of the alien liquid that was still inside her began to trickle out, running down her thighs and falling to the floor below. Even more tentacles floated around her, waiting patiently for an opportunity to do something to her. As she was suspended in mid air, the eye stalks moved around her, gaining a better vantage of her. Then the tentacle came for her from below. There was no patience or gentleness to it. It shot forward with speed and precision, penetrating her pussy with one stroke. It bottomed out and immediately began thrusting in and out of her.

Risa was stuck, once more bound and being helplessly fucked, but this time without even the steady floor beneath her. Her breasts bounced freely up and down with the force of the tentacle inside her. The tentacles binding her held her still, not rocking her as they had before, but simply immobilizing her for the tentacle violating her. She was an easy target, and an easily-entered fuck with all the fluids coating her abused snatch. The tentacle pistoned in and out of her without resistance or restraint. All the while, she could still here the voices of her own pleasure and pain in her head. But they were growing louder. Or maybe just more real. She could actually hear them now.

And then she saw it. Her vision was filled with moving images. She could still see, but it was as though she was looking through a dozen eyes at once. Most of the eyes saw a girl. She looked just like her. That girl - God, she was being fucked so hard. The tentacle in her pussy stretched her so wide. Her breasts were bouncing with the furious rhythm of her pounding, her arms bound and useless to stop it. Her back arched slightly. And her face, that expression. Was this really her? Was this what she looked like while the tentacles raped her senseless? Closing her eyes did nothing. She couldn't escape the visions of the girl being taken over and over, shown to her from every lewd, shameless angle. Her bouncing tits, her spread legs, her rolling ass. She could even see a closeup of her cunny as it was stretched wide and tentacle fucked endlessly. She could see everything at once.

She could even see the tentacle that rose towards her ass, before she felt it press through her cheeks and push its tip against her anus.

Risa tried to turn on her side and curl up as she felt some of the tentacles pull away from her, but was suddenly met with resistance. What the- oh no... The tentacles around her slender wrists suddenly tightened their grip anew, and pulled her weak arms above her head. In an instant, there were more of the serpentine appendages sliding smooth against her aching flesh. They coiled about her perfect, young form as her breathing began to accelerate with worry.

Just as she regained a focus of mind, she felt herself being lifted up into the air. She was turned straight, and held suspended by her arms still positioned above her head. Risa opened her teary eyes and saw the tentacles looming close by, as well as the eye stalks moving close to get a good look at her shamed, defiled body. Deep within her, the girl’s spirit reawoke and ignited a tiny flame of strength inside of her. She snapped her thighs closed, but only for a moment as tentacles zipped in to coil about her smooth calves and shapely, soft thighs to wrench her limbs open.

Risa panted as she was exposed for her rapist to admire every gooey stain, and every runnel of alien cum spilling from her fluffy, pink petals. Her eyes widened in horror when she spied a thick tentacle moving towards her open legs, like a shark swimming in for the kill. She whimpered and twisted her body, desperate to escape before she was taken again. It was hopeless. She didn’t possess the strength to defy the will of this beast; she wasn’t even sure she had the strength to withstand his lust.

The initial penetration came so swiftly and powerfully that it temporarily stunned Risa. Her face took on a look of shock and horror as her wide-eyed stare looked out at nothing. As the bastard began to brutishly pump into her defenseless cunny, she threw her head back and finally found her voice to scream. The tentacle wasted no time. Their mixed sexual fluids had slickened the girl’s passage sufficiently to allow the ravisher full access to Risa’s furthest depths. It took full advantage of that penetration, and rammed its full fury to fill the girl to capacity again and again in a loveless, violent rape.

For a while, she was simply held in place as the phallic monster pounded up into her with such ferocity that her body jiggled and shook with each impact. The savage thrusts came so rapidly that her voice shuddered as she moaned loudly in pain. The brutality of the forced, alien coitus hurt so bad Risa thought she might faint, but such a mercy never came to her rescue.

The voices returned, and worse then ever. Every sound she made was copied by her imaginary doppelganger, but somehow sounded much more sharp and clear inside of her mind. It was as though she could feel each of those feminine noises, and not just hear them. Each syllable had a texture, a taste and a story behind it. Risa was fully aware of all of these things with every sound that she ‘heard’ inside of her head. She gasped as the vision became clear in her mind, and she looked upon a girl who looked just like her, caught in the same horrible nightmare that she was. Her vision somehow allowed herself to see this girl’s body from every angle. Every action and reaction was given to her in stark definition.

Was the monster somehow sharing its senses with her? Risa closed her eyes and focused on these alien, yet familiar sensations. She heard herself as though from ears that were not hers, and saw herself through eyes that were not hers either. It had to be some trick of the monster’s, but why was it doing this to her? She didn’t want to experience this horrible event from his perspective. It was bad enough from where she was. Then the vision showed her the tentacle creeping up from behind her body.

Risa straightened her back and gasped as she felt the tentacle poke her ass with dark purpose. Her hips bucked and strained as she tried to pull away from both the thrusting tentacle in her pussy, and the one pressed to her tight little sphincter. Without any other form of resistance available to her, all the girl could manage to do was to clench her butt and hope that she would be able to deny such a large object into so small a hole.

The tentacle in Risa's battered love tunnel only pounded faster with her tortured scream. There was no mercy in any of its movements - only lust for her cries, be they pleasured, pained, or both. And the more it fucked her, the more it got in return. On and on it raped her, thrusting into her defenseless body, never giving her a single second of reprieve, even as the second tentacle approached her puckered anus.

The new would-be rapist pressed between her firm but cheeks, twisting as it felt the warmth of her body and smelled her scent, magnified in the sweat that poured out of her and collected down below. It slowly slid its head up and down her crack, spreading her buns apart. Finding her last virgin hole, the tentacle began to press against her back door. It pushed roughly, pushing against the muscles that she desperately clenched in a last effort of resistance. She could feel herself stretching, her skin trying to accommodate the monster's girth even as her muscles struggled to deny it access. It was just too big. It felt like it was tearing her hole, even now. Even if she allowed it passage, she felt as though it would split her apart.

She had to struggle to keep herself closed, as even in her new distress, the merciless fucking of her pussy never relented. If anything, it grew stronger as the rear tentacle was denied access. It was as though the tentacle that had found entrance was making up for the one that hadn't, almost as if it was punishing her for her inability to accept this new intrusion. To her, it had seemed like the tentacles had wrought vengeance on her resistance before by shredding her clothes. Were they really doing the same now, raping her more brutally for her defiance?

She was never given the chance to test her suspicions, however. After several painful, fruitless moments of the tentacle pressing against her rear entrance, it retreated. However, she could see through her new-found second sight that it didn't go far. It hovered just below her sex, as if watching the tentacle that pounded her cunny. Then another tentacle descended towards her crotch. She could see this one. It was smaller than the others, but it had a strange bulb, just behind the head. As it neared her, the bulb began to move back and forth, slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed. It continued to accelerate, letting out a menacing buzz as it fluctuated wildly. Before long, its movement was a subtle blur, vibrating in place at rapid speed. As the pitch of the tentacle's hum stabilized, it lowered itself to her crotch, and pressed the side of itself against Risa's swollen clitoris. The vibrating tentacle struck her climax button gently a dozen times per second, sending shocks of stimulation coursing through her.

Poor Risa had never even heard of anal sex before. The very idea disgusted her. Who could view such a dirty place as a sexually attractive part of anyone’s anatomy? Nonetheless, here she was trapped, bound and about to have her very first experience in this new type of violation. The girl shuddered as she felt the thick probe slide through the valley of her butt. Now, she could kind of get on board with guys who thought butts were sexy. She could admit to herself that sometimes she checked out guys’ butts. Hell, she was even proud of her cute, heart-shaped ass; especially when she wore her favorite fitted pair of jeans. However, to want to have sex with it... it was just wrong!

“Ugh! Ah! No! I said no!” Risa yelped as she gritted her teeth and clenched with all her might. It was hard to concentrate on holding her tight little ring closed, as the assailant in her pussy became noticeably agitated when its brother was barred entrance at her back door. She strained and sweated as the huge tip threatened to tear her open regardless. Just when she thought all hope was lost, the monster mercifully pulled back. Well, perhaps not mercifully, as the tentacle in her sex continued to batter her with even more savagery than before. She yelped and whined with the pain of that brutality, but she couldn’t just let that thing into her ass. It would’ve destroyed her!

Then the girl’s attention was turned to the introduction of a new tentacle. At first, she couldn’t figure out how that smaller tendril was supposed to threaten her, but she still felt a bit scared as nothing this monster had done so far had been very pleasant to experience. Her vision kept going back and forth between the view of this new, thin tentacle and the thicker monstrosity that waited patiently near her sweat-glistened butt cheeks. Between them, she could clearly see the first tentacle taking out their collective vengeance upon her poor, abused pussy with a fury that was certainly doing some interior damage. This wasn’t the sort of violence a girl could literally walk away from afterwards. She was going to be bedridden for weeks at this rate.

Suddenly, the new tentacle started to shake. The shivering became intense at its tip, so much so in fact that it became a blur in her vision. It began to move towards her, but still the beautiful teen had no idea what was in store for her. Actually, Risa had never used a vibrator before. In fact, she wasn’t really that adept at masturbation in any form. Okay, so she had got a little frisky with her shower head once or twice, but that was about it! In truth, she was kind of intimidated by her own body in the sexual sense. There were all these strangely powerful reactions she could have, but she didn’t understand how to control them, or even if they could be controlled.

The touch of that buzzing tip to her unsheathed clitoris was purely electric. Risa yelped once and then was struck paralyzed by the intensity of pleasure that she felt from that evil little tentacle. She gaped down at her own body in disbelief. Her breasts bounced wildly in helpless chaos from the jackhammer pounding she was receiving in her pussy, but her chest panted with the heavy rhythm of a girl in serious pleasure. Risa threw her head against one of her raised arms and hid her face there as the pleasure built up like a thermometer dropped into boiling water. Within the span of two short minutes, Risa felt the fuse of her stamina run down.

It started with her breathing. She began to gasp and moan erratically; no longer able to pant normally as her body started to go into flux. Still the buzzing tip agitated her sensitive love pearl. Next, her stomach started to flutter as internal spasms began to fire off even as she tried desperately to hold them back. She felt the pleasure build up like too much water behind a compromised dam. First, it overflowed and leaked a little, but then the wall collapsed and everything fell into chaos.

Risa threw her red-blonde mane of hair back and screamed with pleasure over and over as her abused cunny gushed and spasmed in the most intense sexual orgasm of her life. Any thought of resistance was whited out by the burning hot pleasure that seared every corner of her tortured brain. Her strong, young hips bucked in primal response as she came hard on that impaling, alien rod.

Even as her sensitive nub was being vibrated, the tentacles had another surprise in store for her. The tentacle inside her suddenly thrust deep and began to twitch. A moment later, Risa could feel more of the tentacle's hot cum flowing into her. But the thing wasn't content to simply sit inside her and fill her womb this time. It rapidly resumed fucking her, even as it came more and more goo. Some of its payload flowed out of her sex around its shaft, but much of it was kept inside by the intense pounding her pussy received. She could feel herself starting to swell from the amount of it, and the force pounding into her. She shocks to her poor pussy rippled through the cum that built up in her belly.

Then she came, wild and uncontrollably. Her sex clamped down on the tentacle impaling her, clenching as if to draw it deeper and deeper into her. Yet, despite the involuntary movements of her body, and the tightness and wetness of her climaxing cunny, the tentacle did something she wouldn't have expected it to do - it pulled out. Suddenly, she was empty, her walls clenching against nothing as the seal by her cervix was broken. Tentacle cum and girl cum mixed together as it ran out of her battered hole, starting to free fall. But it wouldn't get far.

The tentacle that had been prodding her rear quickly made its way into her love hole. It pressed in deep, piercing her clenching walls. A shower of fluids splashed over its length as it penetrated her to her very depths in a swift stroke. It bottomed out, but its length kept entering her, coiling itself within her. It stretched her so wide as it forced more and more of itself in, her orgasm trying to constrict her tunnel the whole time. It twisted and wiggled inside her, stimulating her walls with the friction. It held itself inside her as she continued to cum, the vibrating tentacle never leaving her sensitive clit, prolonging her orgasm.

After what seemed like an eternity, her pleasure started to subside, although her nethers were still kept alive by the vibrations. Slowly, the tentacle started to withdraw, uncoiling and then sliding its way out of her. Her battered pussy dripped a cocktail of fluids onto the ground below, too stretched and tired to hold any of the liquid inside her. She could still feel the warm cum that was left in her uterus. Her inexperienced tunnel was exhausted, but it wasn't about to get a rest. It had only been empty for seconds before an entirely new tentacle pressed itself into her. It pushed itself inside her without offering her widened labia even so much as a "hello", and resumed thrusting her as the other tentacle had.

Meanwhile, the cum-slicked tentacle had other plans. It once again floated behind her, and pointed towards her beautiful butt. It pressed itself between her cheeks. She could feel the slime covering it, making it slippery. It started to push against her anus. This time, the pain didn't feel so bad, lubricated as was. But that also meant that any kind of resistance she might have tried to offer went right out the window. After several seconds of pressing, the head began to slip through, and soon her anus was forced to widen as it found its way. It forced the whole of its head past her sphincter, into her virgin ass. It had used her pussy as a lube tub, and now it was inside her last untouched place. Slowly, it began to crawl its way into her bowels, inch after slime-covered inch passing her cheeks. It reached deep, deeper than she would have thought possible. And even as her sex and clit continued to take punishment from her front, the tentacle in her back door began to slide in and out of her.

Risa couldn’t believe what her body was doing. She was experiencing yet another orgasm while being brutally raped. Her young, tight pussy clamped down and milked the spewing organ that even now viciously claimed her tender inner sanctum. The teen sighed with relief as the tentacle fled her tunnel mid-orgasm, and the mixed fluids of their combined ecstasy began to run out of her. However, relief was not what the monster had in mind.

The girl screamed as she watched, through the images fed into her mind, the tentacle that had poked her butt suddenly burst into her sex. Even as her orgasming walls collapsed in a violent frenzy of squeezing, feminine muscles, the alien appendage didn’t even slow as it forced its way fully to the end of her sheath. It didn’t even stop there; the tentacle then began to coil up like a spring inside of her! Risa screamed again and again as the maddening stimulation on her clit combined with the stretching agony of the tentacle forcing more and more of its unending length into her over-abused cunny.

“Oh my god! Oh my god! Please, stop! Ah! Oh god!” Risa felt fresh tears run down her cheeks. God, it felt like she was giving birth! She was going to burst; there was no way her hips should be able to contain so much alien meat inside of herself. Her pleas fell on deaf ears, although it played them back to her in sharp clarity inside of her mind. She wept even as her orgasm began to calm.

Slowly, the tentacle wound up inside of her began to uncoil and withdraw from her warm, wet love tunnel. Risa groaned with relief, and whined as the vibrations continued against her sensitive clitoris. In seconds it had her body aroused yet again, despite her will to deny that horrible instinct inside of herself. Within seconds of the big, cruel tentacle leaving her sheath, it was filled once more by yet another tentacle. Again, Risa found that she was still able to scream as her pussy clenched reflexively to try and drive the intruder out, or at least slow him down. Nothing worked; the juices staining her passage made it all too easy for the dry, new intruder to become slick and slippery. His strength drove him into her throbbing depths, and she was pounded anew.

Risa moaned with exhaustion, agony and a fair bit of unwanted pleasure too. Her fair face, now red with shame and stained with tears, turned up towards the ceiling and her limp, bound hands. Her enchanting blue-grey eyes stared at nothing even as the visions inside her mind showed her the tentacle from before as it moved into position to strike at her ass again. She could see now how wet and slippery it was from coating its vile length with the mixed cum inside of her pussy.

The girl was utterly defeated, but she still tried to clench her butt cheeks as the serpentine arm thrusted towards her virgin star. The bulbous slippery tip slammed up against the tight, little sphincter. She gritted her teeth and groaned loudly as the ring of muscle began to yield to the powerful tentacle. Her squeezing buttocks could feel the muscles in the alien appendage wriggle and squirm as it sought entry into her dirty hole. Risa couldn’t hold back a cry of surrender as the tentacle tore the final seal on her body, and broke into her backside with eel-like movements that sent it searching deep into her chasm.

This thing was vile. She’d never had anything so big pass through that portal before. It was a harrowing experience, like having her virginity ripped from her all over again. Her tiny ring was stretched wide open by the slithering invader. The girl sputtered and gasped as inch after wriggling inch disappeared into her body. How much was she expected to fit in there!? Even with a view to watch it, she lost track of how much tentacle her ass was being forced to take. Then it began a familiar, thrusting motion.

Risa dropped her head forwards again, her mouth open as she panted and moaned. She shut her eyes, and watched herself through the eyes of the monster as she was defiled in both of her lower holes simultaneously. From an outside perspective, it didn’t look like such a slender figure should be capable of fitting so much meat into those places. Well, she didn’t exactly have a choice in the matter!

“No, please don’t. I don’t want to. Not again. I don’t want to. I don’t want it,” Risa mumbled to herself as she felt the familiar pressure of another orgasm building up swiftly in her lower belly. She fought against it as best she could, but there was no denying the potency of that vibrator against her clit. She’d never experienced anything so intense in her life. Within seconds it was upon her again, and she arched magnificently as she came again. Her resistance only seemed to make the end result all the more powerful, and Risa cried out over and over as her pink flower spasmed angrily in the throes of another unwanted orgasm.