Risa's sensitivity had truly become her curse. Not only did every unwanted climax add to her shame and sense of defeat, but it egged 263 on as well. It was truly like an addict, taking every orgasm she threw at it with bliss and eagerness, and then craving the next as it faded. And each one drove it to pound and abuse her more, worsening the ferocity of her fucking, adding to the pain and overwhelming stimulation until her next climax rocked her. The tentacles inside her had taken up alternating motions. As one quickly withdrew from her sex, the other would shoot forward to fill up her ass, and then they'd trade places. But the worst was when they'd meet in the middle, and the girth of their heads would squeeze her and stretch her even further. The tentacle in her anus had picked up its pace to rival the one in her sex, and they absolutely hammered her.

Her body rocked up and down as the tentacles pistoned into her. Her perfect tits bounced magnificently as she rose and fell with the violent thrusts into her lithe body. Her hair fell in a splayed mess around her head as it fell with every dip. The vibrations from the impacts deep inside her forced every part of her body to bounce and jiggle. And she got a front row seat to all of it. She could see all of it in her mind, watching herself as if she were someone else. But the tentacles gave her no room to believe that could be, and they continued to take her on and on.

After several minutes of relentless fucking, another tentacle descended in front of her face. It bobbed with her head, pacing itself with the rise and fall of her body on the tentacles below. As it matched her timing, it shot forward, pressing into her mouth. It didn't receive much resistance from her shattered spirit. Quickly, it began quick, long thrusts of its own into her mouth. It reached deep, deeper than the first tentacle to attack her had. It slipped deep into her throat. Pulling back and then pushing forward, it began to rapidly fuck her beautiful face.

Risa’s entire body danced and writhed in the primal motions of a woman in ecstasy. Her sweet voice filled the empty classroom with her moans and gasps of pleasure. Her gorgeous, long-lashed eyes were half-lidded in exhaustion, while her hair rolled and bounced like the mane of an exotic mare at a full gallop. Her fair skin glistened with sweat as it jiggled in delightful response to the inhuman savagery that she experienced from below.

Between sex-stained thighs forcibly spread apart, a monster continued to get its sick pleasure from the helpless teen as she remained suspended in place like a ritual sacrifice. The inner sight granted to the girl through the monster’s vision forced her to look upon this debauchery as it was happening to her. She could not only feel, but could see the terrible rhythm that the two thrusting serpents took up as they alternated penetrating her in both of her holes simultaneously. Just as bad as the two defiling tentacles was the smaller fiend pushed up against her love button and vibrated against the sensitive node without pause or mercy. It was this tendril that was primarily to blame for Risa’s current orgasm.

The young beauty’s sex clamped down again and again as it gushed a fresh wave of feminine cum through its silken passage. Still, for all its fury, Risa’s pussy was still pushed open and raped with ease by the thrusting tentacle that gave no care to the fact that she had reached her peak. As the long minutes passed, and the girl was savagely taken in both her ass and her pussy, she began to orgasm continuously. Her clitoris had become so sensitive that it refreshed her orgasm before the previous one even had time to properly fade. Instead, they came on in waves of overwhelming sensation, and Risa was helpless to do anything but suffer through it again and again as her perfect figure was made to pleasure these debased tentacles.

By the time the new tentacle lowered itself before her tear-stained face, Risa’s spirit was utterly crushed. She knew what this one wanted, but she was too tired to even try and stop him. Sure enough, he speared her open, panting mouth and wriggled in as deep as she could take him. That, however, would not prove to be deep enough. As her lips wrapped about the thick girth, and her tongue laid limp at the bottom of her mouth, the tentacle began to thrust deeper and deeper into her throat. She gagged and choked on the relentless intruder. Desperate for air, she tilted her head back to help ease the transition and try to cope with her new predicament.

Without fully being aware of it, this tentacle was forcing her to learn how to deepthroat. This was not a skill Risa had ever planned to acquire, or had even been aware of before now. She was learning a lot of things today, though. The tentacle began to fuck her throat deeply, and she had to quickly learn how to try and catch her breath between thrusts while simultaneously suppressing her own gag reflex against the constant motions within that tight, sensitive passage. One of the eye stalks showed her how her neck bulged every time the tentacle delved deep inside of her, and closed off her air pipe. They showed her everything; every angle of her body impaled from three directions, and suspended above the floor while various fluids of their copious joining splattered upon the tiles below.

Risa had proven to be one of the most delightful girls 263 had ever raped. The long, unbroken chain of orgasms it had forced her into was an endless fountain of satisfaction to its lustful mind. With every one of its constant thrusts, she moaned anew, the cries reverberating through her entire bound body. As it plugged her mouth with its pumping tentacle, her grunts and desperate pleas for air flowed directly into its meaty shaft. Its sound receptors were surrounded by her tortured cries. And on and on her battered sex leaked her cum, the fluids dripping out of her as her back arched and her hips contorted with the power of her clenching muscles. She'd become a slave to her own body, and her body was a slave to the pleasure it forced into her again and again. Tentacles swirled underneath them, catching the fluids that fell endlessly from her sex-crazed slit. The feeling, the smell was intoxicating, and 263 was loathe to waste a single drop of the sweet nectar.

The tentacle in Risa's mouth began to reach depths a human cock wouldn't have even been capable of. It pushed itself deeper and deeper, nearly to her stomach, wrapping itself in the warm, yielding embrace of her helpless esophagus. One of the beast's eye stalks focused on her neck, staring at the way it bulged as it passed in and out of her. She could see it, she could use it to time her breaths, as the slithering appendage gave her no reprieve from its relentless fucking. Her upper body was practically forced to twist and bow from its force. Gradually, it tilted its mass upwards, forcing her head to lean back and creating a straight line all the way from her mouth to her stomach. Without the pesky need for bending or turning, the tentacle began to jackhammer into her soft mouth, sliding as far as it pleased in a split second before pulling back, then doing it all over and over and over again.

There was no way for Risa to know the actual length of the eternity the tentacles violated her for. They continued to take turns plundering her pussy and ass and a terrifying pace. Her hips were held in place by the tentacles around her waist, allowing no movement for the rest of her to absorb the impacts - every thrust and pounding tore straight through her holes and crashed against her inner most depths. Her breasts were left to dangle freely, bouncing with the forces that rippled through her whole being. And every begrudged moan or cry or choking gasp only encouraged them to greater speed, greater strength. At long last, the tentacles reached a frenzy of activity. They pounded her helpless fucktoy of a body at a terrifying pace, before thrusting as deep inside her as they could reach. They writhed violently inside her, and then she felt their cum flow into her.

It filled her from all sides at once. She could feel her womb once more swell with the load, but this time her bowels were filled at the same time, something she'd never felt before. It flowed into her stomach as well. Her entire lower body was filled with the hot, thick liquid. The tentacles kept themselves inside her as they emptied their load into her body, pinning her right where they wanted her to be their helpless cum receptacle.

Risa’s eyes, once so vibrant and full of her youthful energy, rolled back into her head as the tentacle in her throat just kept going deeper and deeper. Like the alien appendage reaming her bum, she was surprised at the depth she was able to manage. Her shared sight with the monster’s vision forced her to watch her neck bulging out with every thrust. It was disturbing to behold, but she was able to use it to help time when she could attempt to draw a quick breath.

It was very strange. Risa easily could have just let the tentacle fill her throat, and let it cut off her air. This would have resulted in either her fainting or her suffocation. She had thought that either of these fates would be preferable to what she was experiencing now, but even as she was aware of this, she could not bring herself to stop fighting for every tiny gulp of air when the opportunity presented itself. Something instinctual inside the girl pressed her to endure this horrible treatment, and kept her fighting even when all signs pointed to her defeat.

Not that it was easy to keep up her breath. In fact, it soon became her primary focus, even though so many horrible things across her body demanded her attention. Her need for oxygen became desperate as her head was leaned back, and the tentacle in her mouth began to quickly piston into her throat with ruthless strength. She began to suck on the tentacle, trying to draw air around its impossible girth even as it filled her esophagus to capacity. Worse, she kept inhaling tiny drops of saliva at this angle, which made her cough and disrupted her ability to draw breath even further.

If the monster noticed her struggle for survival, it didn’t show any sign of caring. It seemed as though the beast only saw her as a puppet for his own pleasure. Her needs didn’t even seem to register in its mind. Despite this seemingly selfish outlook, the monster sure did seem to enjoy making her cum. She still couldn’t figure why that damned vibrator tentacle was still pressed snug up against her poor clit.

Even as she fought to stay conscious, her body remained caught in a storm of constant orgasm. So long as that vibrating tip remained where it was, she was helpless to deny the waves of intense pleasure that crashed upon her young mind like the frothing force of a hurricane’s waters. These undeniable sensations fueled her endless stream of moans and muffled cries even as she was deepthroated by the vile-tasting tentacle in her mouth.

Time lost all meaning as Risa remained suspended there, and subjected to that inhuman triple penetration. There was only the struggle for breath, the intensity of the constant orgasms and of course the burning, stabbing pain of her rapist abusing her three holes without any concern for her. She was mildly aware that they were taking turns with her various ports, and that she was always filled with thrusting meat. Nothing else mattered; just endure. She had to endure.

Suddenly, the three tentacles speared the girl completely and simultaneously. Risa continued to jerk and spasm in the throes of her constant orgasms as her body was otherwise pinned in place by the three thick lances. Then she felt it; the tentacles began to pump their terrible cargo into her from all three directions. She gave a muffled yelp as they just kept going and going. She was a fairly small girl; she didn’t have that much storage capacity! They didn’t care, though; they’d never cared. She took however much they wanted to give to her because it was impossible for to say no. Her eyes regained their focus as she realized that they were taking so long to empty their fluids that she was choking on the tentacle lodged in her throat! Just as bad as that, she was still cumming!

Risa felt pressure build up in her lower body as she was filled to capacity with the alien spunk, and it still kept being pumped into her. They kept it up, even as she was certain that she was going to burst! There was no relief from it, either. Every tentacle was so thick that it kept her plugged up with the full three thick loads. If this torture didn’t end soon, she really was going to faint!

The tentacles continued to pour their foul liquid into Risa, their thick heads sealing her holes and keeping their cum locked inside of her, swelling her outward more and more. Finally, just as the pain of her inflation seemed too much, and she felt like she must burst, the tentacles in her lower body yanked free. Her abused holes were vacated in a second, the sudden emptiness quickly filled with cum as it was pushed out by her organs, struggling to resume their original size and shape. She might as well have been giving birth to liquid as alien spunk squirted from her holes in violent jet streams, cascading to the floor below. The tentacles pointed themselves upwards as they extracted themselves, their ongoing orgasms painting her back and chest and stomach with their ooze. It trickled down her body in hot, sticky globs, streaming down her sides, over her hips and down her legs. She could feel it hottest on her breasts as some of it splashed against her sensitive nipples. It was like a leotard of foul-smelling semen, slowly cooling on her lithe body.

The tentacle in Risa's throat was more adamant about its position. It held itself so far inside her throat that it reached the end of her esophagus, and squirted its load directly into her stomach. Risa struggled for breath, and she could feel darkness encroaching on her mind as her brain burned for oxygen. Just as she neared the edge of consciousness, the tentacle finally pulled back. It ejaculated the whole way back, painting her throat with its hot spunk. It squirted a full blast into her mouth before it left her lips, and began to fire its load onto her face. It covered her face and much of her hair with its sticky, off-white liquid. With her hands still bound Risa could neither protect herself from the incoming fluid, nor wipe it away. She could only sit and feel it cool on her skin, or trickle down her chin and fall onto her breasts.

Once again, the tentacles seemed to calm down in their release. For a few moments, it seemed as though the attack must finally be over. What more could these things possibly want from her? What more could they do that they hadn't already? But 263 had one last surprise for Risa - a coup de grace that would overshadow everything that had come before. With a lurch, the tentacle around her waist lifted her rear end back, tipping her forward. Another tentacle extended and caught her around her chest, just below her breasts. The tentacles around her wrists separated and pulled her arms to the side, lifting them above her back. She was left, dangling and staring down at the ground, her limbs raised behind her. Looking around, she couldn't see what was happening behind her, but fortunately - or maybe not so fortunate after all - she still had her mysterious link to the eye stalks, one of which remained fixated with her crotch. Through this, she could see another tentacle approach her nethers. It was as big and as thick as the last one that had visited there, but behind its usual head was a series of orbs, of about the same girth. They were like the orb on the tentacle that had vibrated her clitoris so relentlessly. She soon found out why.

As the tentacle drew near, the orbs began to hum and shake back and forth, accelerating quickly until they picked up the same vibrating pattern. They approached, vibrating sharply, and pressed against her pussy. She could feel the vibrations course through her swollen lips. Then another tentacle of the same shape approached her ass, beginning to vibrate just as hard as it pressed against her anus.

Risa was so desperate for breath that she greedily swallowed down the gross, alien cum in her throat and mouth without pause. She was so fixated on getting her breathing back, and so innocently naive to her situation, that she was caught completely unaware when the tentacle continued to spray cum onto her face. The first blast squirted right into one of her pretty eyes before she could shut them tight. She turned away from the remaining blasts, but it was too late. The stuff burned her eye as she tried to cry the stuff out. Worse still, with her hands bound she couldn’t even wipe the excess away.

More of the foul substance covered her nose, and splattered all over her fine mane of hair. She felt a jet hit her square on the chin, and then dribble slowly down the beautiful arch of her throat until it collected in the hollow at the base of her finely-sculpted neck. Risa could see it all, even though her eyes were shut tight. The alien vision showed her the broken body of a girl utterly defiled by this alien scourge, and her face half-covered with hot cum. The sight of the streams of jism cascading out of her lower holes would forever haunt her nightmares, while her cream-covered body shuddered in the aftershocks of her overstimulation.

At last, it was over. She had endured. She had survived, despite the drastic odds stacked against her. It would take a long time to heal, and there were some wounds made today that would never heal, but at least she was alive. She panted so hard that her chest seemed to jump up and down, as if calling for attention. Her fair skin began to shiver as the fluid coating her body cooled her down to an uncomfortable temperature.

Suddenly, the tentacles binding her body were in motion. Risa’s fuzzy mind was slow to process what exactly was happening to her, but she immediately felt panic settle in. No way; this thing still wasn’t done!? Her body was repositioned horizontally facing the floor, with tentacles around her waist and lower chest creating a sort of hammock by which she was suspended. Her arms were separated from one another, but still bound. She felt her limbs being rotated around behind and above her. The position was admittedly a bit more uncomfortable than the previous one, but only slightly so.

This angle did have one unforeseen effect on the girl. She suddenly felt herself cough up two mouthfuls of milky-white cum, and she emptied them down on the floor below. Apparently her stomach had been filled a little too heavily. She groaned as she looked at the disgusting puddle, and the various other stains that they had made during the course of this nightmare. The irony was that she had stayed behind to clean up the classroom, but it was now a ruin compared to when she had began.

Risa’s eyes popped open in horror when she saw the new tentacles approach. She could hear them buzzing as they began to vibrate powerfully. As they approached closer and closer to her sore, throbbing holes, she gasped with panic at the pain that she expected to feel under such horrible devices. To her own surprise, that is not the reaction she had. As the tips pressed gently to her nether entrances, Risa emitted the loudest, longest, most shameful moan of her life. Something about those powerful vibrations felt sinfully good on her abused flesh. God, she never knew she was such a slut!

The tentacles rested against her entrances for several moments, vibrating passively. The tentacles around her pointed at her and squirmed, as if savoring the powerful, lusty moans the instruments evoked from her by their simple touch. If Risa was a slut, then 263 liked sluts. Soon enough, it tired of the simpler pleasures of the girl's cries. Her moans were becoming needy, and there was only one thing it could give her. Slowly, it started to push the vibrating tentacles into her exhausted body.

The head entered her pussy easily enough. After everything her sex had endured, her muscles were shot, and easily stretched. Even so, it slowed as the first orb pressed into her. The circumference stretched her labia wide, and the vibrations ran through her whole crotch as it passed, tickling her clit just by proxy. As the widest part of the orb entered her, her entrance was allowed to close, though her tunnel stretched deeper and deeper as the orb moved in. However, the moment the first orb entered her completely, the second began, and then the third and then the fourth. Every vibrating sphere that passed her nether lips brought the same stretching and vibrations coursing through her. The tentacle in her anus moved even slower, finding more resistance with every humming nub. But the effect was the same. The vibrations that had once been focused on her clitoris now danced through her entire abdomen. And still the tentacles pushed themselves deeper and deeper.

Finally, the tentacle in her sex bottomed out against her cervix. It felt as though a dozen of the fist-sized globes must have passed into her, and were now buzzing agitatedly inside her love tunnel. The tentacle in her back hole soon finished its own journey, feeling somehow even deeper. The tentacles rested inside her as her walls were forced to expand and acclimate to the new contents. The vibrations were a constant, maddening sensation inside her - totally inescapable. And the louder she moaned and cried out at the sensations, the stronger they shook, until it felt as though they were liquifying everything below her waist into a mush of pleasure and fullness.

Only then did the tentacles begin their thrusting. They started slow as they first drew out. The sensation was entirely unlike the relatively smooth shafts of the tentacles before. Each orb that exited her felt like a separate being leaving her body, and she felt the instinct to push against them futilely to try and help them on their way. Her muscles clenched and relaxed in rhythmic thrusts of her own as the egg-like objects slowly, begrudgingly left her. Finally, only the head of the tentacles remained inside her, still humming away. Then, the tentacles thrust forward again, and every object she'd pushed out of herself burrowed its way back in, one at a time, until she was filled to the brim again.

The second exit was faster, as was the second return. The tentacles continued to accelerate steadily, until they'd once again begun to regularly thrust into both of her entrances.

Although it only lasted for a few moments, Risa savored the gentle touch at her lovely entrances. She was so appreciative of this behavior, that she subtly rolled her back in seductive waves that ended at her shapely hips, which bucked with feminine need. Her sweet voice moaned over and over as her young, supple body undulated invitingly.

Such nice, gentle foreplay couldn’t last forever. Before long, Risa felt the new tentacles begin to slowly force their way into her tunnels. At first, she braced her body for the inevitable rush of deep, abusing thrusts that had already banged and bruised her so badly. Instead, she was treated to a slow initial penetration that accentuated the sensation of each egg-sized orb as it passed through either of her gates.

The teenager was immensely turned on by this. Something about the combination of the vibrations and the shape of those orbs passing into her really revved her up. She didn’t fully understand why, but she knew that she really liked that! Her moans became higher pitched as her passion began to spike, and her voice gasped every time the thickest part of one of the orbs slipped through into her interior. By the time the tentacles had fully inserted themselves, Risa was panting like a bitch in heat. Her cute, little nipples were hard as rocks, and her pink cunny was soaked with her own, natural lubricant.

The buck of the girl’s hips intensified as the tentacles achieved full penetrations into both of her holes. The stretching that those orbs created in her exhausted inner walls forced her to arch her neck back and groan loudly with discomfort. The vibrations felt so intense when they were all inside of her that she could no longer tell if it felt bad or good. It was definitely a lot to handle right now!

Then the tentacles began to slowly move in and out of her in a steadily building rhythm. Risa’s voice was a cacophony of moans and gasps as she began to feel really good. These tentacles were so thick, but those vibrations were just so intense that they seemed to massage all the ache out of her body. Still, their girth prevented the experience from being purely pleasurable, and if their pace quickened too much then that thickness was going to become a real issue very fast! For now, the helpless victim tried her best to make the most of the pleasure that she did feel.

Though 263 had been careful not to damage its victim in the initial insertion of its new, rather un-streamlined tentacles, the effects Risa's moans and contortions had on its sex drive had not changed. Her response to the new, surprisingly pleasurable sensations was exciting it as much as it was exciting her, and it showed in the steady increase in the tentacles' thrusting rate. The ridged surfaces created a great deal more friction, and despite her thorough lubrication by cum stains and the exhaustion of her muscles, Risa was still quite the tight fuck. As such, 263 found it difficult to reach the same rate of penetration it had maintained earlier, but damn if it wasn't going to try. It had a few tricks yet to play in this act, and it wasn't going to waste time.

Risa would figure that out as the tentacle began to push into her harder. Though they weren't as fast as before, they still pushed in hard. Even securely suspended, her body was allowed to rock in its bindings from the force of each impact against her innermost depths. The tentacles continued to vibrate, making it difficult to tell where exactly one ended and another began inside her. It created an odd sensation, almost feeling like the whole appendage was one long, smooth, and very thick shaft. Despite her body's greatest desires to clamp down around the pleasurable balls, the vibrations forced her tunnels to widen, allowing the tentacles to move faster and faster inside her. Before long, it had reached a pace that would be considered proper fucking, and still the noises she made spurred the tentacles faster, begging them to fill her slutty body.

As Risa was forced to writhe and shake under the tentacles' attentions, 263 changed the game again. A tentacle like the one had stimulated her clit returned to take up its post. Its head pushed against her sensitive nub and began to hum. Although the vibrations were so much noise in the roar of what was already happening inside her, the constant fiction against her swollen bud sent lightning through her. Even as this was happening, two more tentacles slithered up her stomach, and coiled firmly around her breasts several times. They pressed firmly into her yielding bosom, squeezing as the tentacles had squeezed before. But unlike the ones before, these ones also had the orb of the vibrating tentacles. Their heads pressed against her hardened pink nipples, and began to vibrate roughly.

While Risa did notice that the monster’s new tentacles didn’t hammer her as badly as their predecessors, their unnatural shape and girth still created a very intense rhythm for the inexperienced young woman. She still wasn’t really given the adequate time to adjust herself to take these new invaders at such a pace, but she had no choice but to take them anyways. In response, she arched her beautiful body so that her chest was pointing straight forwards, and her head was nearly angled towards the ceiling. Her gorgeous, cumstained figure shook with the fresh impacts of every thrust into her love holes.

Even as the pace quickened, Risa continued to moan lustfully. Although, the lovely sounds she made were briefly interrupted every time one of the tentacles thrust into her deepest parts. Her body shook in time with the rhythm of her assailants. She was so caught up in the pleasure of the experience, that the girl failed to notice the thin tendril headed for her love pearl.

The squirming teen yelped several times in a row as her body jerked in shock to the sensation of her clit being directly assaulted again. The vibrations had already echoed through her whole sex from the orbs filling her pussy. The extra attention paid directly to that little bundle of nerves was simply too much for the girl to handle in the state that she was in. Her strong, young hips immediately started to buck back violently, like a young mare trying to lose an unwanted rider.

She blinked, gasped and bucked in passionate despair while a fresh pair of tendrils crawled up her sleek, toned abdomen before claiming her perfect breasts. Risa threw her head back and wailed as she felt the vibrating orbs press into her rock-hard nipples. Her young, sensitive body was assaulted from every possible angle at once. It was way too much for her nonexistent stamina to hold back against. She immediately dropped her head and gasped like a fish out of water while her body orgasmed more powerfully than it ever had previously.

Whatever had given 263 the grace to introduce Risa to its new appendages slowly and delicately, it took her fresh orgasm as a sign that she was ready for the real stuff. Not that it could or would have spared her much patience at that point. Her dripping cunny clenching around its tentacle was a siren call of stimulation, and it was going to answer. As Risa came around the tentacle, all the appendages on, in, and around her quivered in that anticipatory way. A moment later, the vibrating tentacle thrust hard into her climax, and began to ram in and out of her even as she continued to ride the most powerful orgasm of her life. The vibrating shaft forced her walls to separate, the constant ripples giving her muscles not even a chance to clench. It pumped in and out, fast, and getting faster.

The tentacle in her anus quickly picked up the trend. It moved in alternating time with its twin, but for all Risa could feel, the things were a constant blur of force and vibrations spreading her wide, wider than she'd felt at any other time during this ordeal. They were relentless, merciless in their rough pounding against the deepest recesses of her body. The force of the impacts rocked her whole form, and she swayed frantically in the grasp of the binding tentacles.

As she was still shaking from the skull-pounding fucking she was receiving in her lower holes, another tentacle descended in front of her face, this one lacking any vibrating node. This proved fortunate, as it had made itself known for just seconds before it found her mouth, still slack from overwhelming stimulation, and jumped inside. Like the tentacle she'd tasted before, it quickly passed down her throat, and began thrusting between her mouth and the back of her esophagus.

Risa shrieked as the tentacle in her spasming sex began to tear into her hard straight through her orgasm. What could possibly fuel such cruelty!? The girl sobbed and gasped as she felt her sacred sheath being stretched to its physical limits. No amount of squirming, and no angle of her perfectly-shaped hips helped to alleviate the pain of its brutish thrusting. Despite the savage abuse, the girl continued to cum helplessly. In fact, her orgasm was only further enhanced by the continued presence of the vibrating orbs pressed firmly against her clit and nipples.

Gorgeous, soft breasts swelled again and again into the firm grip of their serpentine captors as the teen panted, groaned and wailed to the sensation of being tunneled through. She fully screamed with all her might as the tentacle in her ass began to pound her in an alternating rhythm to the tentacle in her pussy. Her body was now under constant assault, and she shook violently beneath the blows being landed to her tender inner walls. The beauty’s entire body bucked and writhed as she cried out over and over in equally-intense pleasure and pain.

In an instant, the oral tentacle had slipped past Risa’s pouty, parted lips and wiggled deep into her throat. At first, she panicked and choked on the invader. The girl was out of breath as it was, but now she had to fight just to get a single gulp of life-giving air. The tentacles did not slow or yield in the slightest as they ravaged her oxygen-starved body. Risa wept fresh tears as she saw her own body through the monster’s vision: bound by living ropes of incredibly-strong flesh, pounded in all three holes by thick, merciless tentacles, and stimulated relentlessly at all her hot points.

The girl tried to scream again past the tentacle lodged in her throat as her body fell seamlessly into another orgasm. She didn’t want it, but there was no way for her to stop it from happening. Especially not with the way she was being treated. She desperately needed to get this tentacle out of her throat. Her clouded rationale could only reach a single conclusion. Her pretty head began to bob in time with the thrusts into her face, her lips wrapped an air-tight seal around the creature’s girth, while her tongue stroked the foul-tasting alien flesh. Risa began to suck off the monster with urgency; what she lacked in experience, she made up for in enthusiasm.

As Risa began to desperately work her lips and tongue over the length of the tentacle in her mouth. At first, it seemed as though her gambit had no effect on the invader, and it only continued to ram itself down her throat. However, after a few second, it began to respond. It drew back slowly, unblocking her windpipe and allowing her to barely avoid asphyxiation. The tentacle seemed especially enamored by her tongue, and moved to rub different spots against the soft muscle. At one point, it even withdrew its head all the way back to her mouth, and began to press its bulbous tip against her tongue, almost like a lover wrestling his tongue with hers. Then the thing shoved back down her throat. It continued like that, using her mouth as it pleased and raping her face savagely, but at least it gave her some opportunities to breathe relatively freely.

Whatever she'd gained in her mouth, she was about to lose far more downstairs, however. Even as she was learning good blowjob techniques with the tentacle in her mouth, more tentacles were creeping towards her sex. They were thinner than most of the tentacles around her - single columns of flesh and muscle that ended in slender, dull tips. And even as her pussy was being tirelessly taken by the huge, vibrating monstrosity, the smaller instruments wormed their way against her labia. They pushed and wiggled excitedly against her sensitive outer skin, but it quickly became clear they weren't there just for her pleasure.

They inched towards her entrance, wet with combined fluids and spread by the tentacle fucking her senseless. Then, one by one, they angled themselves straight at her center, and pushed their way in. She couldn't tell how many there were, but there must have been more than half a dozen, maybe as many as ten, all working their way into her already stretched sex. Their entrance was battered by the thrusting of the vibrating tentacle, which never slowed for them. But they were thin enough to slip by, and soon they were reaching almost as deep inside her. Wrapped together, these tentacles wouldn't have even totaled one of the smooth tentacles that had violated her earlier. But on top of everything that was happening in her already stretched tunnel, they were maddening. Then, they began thrusting. They moved independently, with no pattern or order or timing. They were chaos incarnate fucking her pussy deep and hard. She was stretched further than before, further than she thought was possible. But they gave her no time to adjust or recover.

Then she felt more of the little tentacles crawl over her ass cheeks. Almost as many slender stalks made for her anus, and within seconds, it was under the same assault.

Risa felt her heart leap for joy within her chest when she felt the oral tentacle begin to back out of her throat. Her tiny nostrils flared as she filled her chest with oxygen. She happily gave the bitter-tasting tentacle all the tongue-loving he wanted; she was just so thankful that he hadn’t choked her to death with his diabolical lust for her throat. She was a little concerned when he suddenly filled her esophagus once more, but was relieved when he took turns between her soft, cooperative tongue and her tight little throat.

In a moment of horrid clarity, Risa realized that she actually liked this horrible treatment. She was getting good at swallowing the alien’s thick length all the way down, and back up again without gagging or choking. What was worse, though was that it made her excited when he cut off her air supply for a short time. Somehow, knowing that she was helpless and reliant on this creature’s mercy just to be able to breathe was really... erotic! The girl blushed heavily with self-loathing at this revelation. Was she such a slut, that even this torture turned her on? Wasn’t it bad enough that she was being raped over and over by an inhuman monstrosity? Did her body really have to play along with it!?

The bound teen shivered as she both felt and saw the gang of slender tentacles move towards her pussy. More stimulation!? Risa coudn’t help but whine against their unwanted touch. As if the giant, vibrating, phallic tentacles thrusting into her cunny and ass, not to mention the smaller vibrators pinned to her clit and nipples, weren’t enough! Then she started to get really nervous as the little devils began to swarm towards the meeting point between her body and the big tentacle in her love tunnel. Her whines became much louder as she tried to protest through her tentacle gag, but the sounds were obviously unintelligible. Not that it would have made any difference if he could have understood her or not; he showed little interest in her concerns.

Risa’s perfect body froze, save for the shaking jiggle from the epic pounding she was getting, as she felt the smaller tendrils begin to force their way into her pussy. Just as she sucked in a breath to scream, the tentacle in her mouth plunged deep into her throat and stifled any attempt she might have made to utter any sounds. Instead, her body could only jerk lightly within her tight, living bondage as she was stretched far beyond what she herself believed her body could hold. Hot tears streamed down as her incredibly small, tight, post-virginal pussy was brought to its knees by the task forced mercilessly upon it. She was so widely stretched that her muscles couldn’t even clench in an instinctive effort to help contain the writhing, thrusting mass of tentacles rampaging through her defiled chalice.

Beyond any possible explanation, Risa felt herself cum as she was brought to the very edge of her breaking point, and forced to stare into the inky maw of that eternal abyss. Every time the bulbed tentacle thrust deep into her, she couldn’t even spasm in ecstasy. Worst of all, she could see her beautiful body fully invaded and defiled by the tentacles thrusting into her every available port. It was one thing to feel it, but to see it from a third-person perspective completed the overwhelming experience. This poor, slender figure that was entirely overwhelmed by alien appendages; held hostage by their powerful coils, while it was made to endure torments that had never before existed in even the darkest depths of her young imagination.

At first, she saw them in her shared inner vision with the alien mind. More tentacles approached; slender little worms like the ones currently ravishing her pussy, but these ones moved towards the round, shapely swells of her bouncing ass. Risa began to suck down desperately at the tentacle in her throat. Time for a change of tactics. She’d try and keep the tentacle down long enough to force her brain to faint. If she died in the attempt, then it just might be preferable to what she was about to experience!

At first, the tentacle in Risa's mouth seemed to fall for Risa's ploy. At her encouragement, the tentacle jumped down her throat until it was nearly in her stomach, wriggling excitedly. And even though it quickly went about thrusting in and out so hard she could see her neck swell from the girth, that same mass of meet kept her almost completely deprived of oxygen. She might have actually been able to successfully choke herself on the thrusting meat shaft, given the necessary time. Unfortunately, she had forgotten to account for the fact that losing consciousness to air deprivation takes time, and the tentacles were quickly continuing to encroach on her tighter hole.

Even as Risa was starting to feel light headed, the thin tentacles reached her anus and began worming their slender lengths against her sore, gaping hole. It was still crammed full of the tentacle giving her the reaming of her life, and there didn't seem to be much room to spare, but the new arrivals were determined to try. If there was any benefit to Risa's plan, the oncoming delirium may have dulled the pain of their entrance. But she was still very much conscious as they began to force their way in, one at a time, but impatiently none the less. It was a tight fit - much tighter than her pussy had been - and the new tentacles had some difficulty making the entrance. The grander solution to this issue seemed to be for the tentacles wrapped around her body to pull her backwards, shoving her against the movements of the encroaching newcomers even as the tentacles already inside her continued to fuck her as if nothing had happened. By unstoppable brute force, all of the tentacles finally made it inside Risa, and then they, too, began to thrust.

By now, it seemed as if Risa's plan might still work. She was fading fast, darkness taking over the edges of her vision, and still the tentacle rampaged inside her throat, denying her breath. Just when it seemed she might get to ride out the rest of her defilement in blissful ignorance, the tentacle paused in her throat. Then, to her horror, it slid back into her mouth, clearing her airways. The tentacle squirmed, and unloaded a burst of its ooze into her mouth. Then it withdrew from her lips and squirted onto her face. It was like it was chiding her for her attempts at cleverness. Even as her mouth was still full of its goo, it charged back into her mouth and resumed fucking her throat, though no longer deep enough to choke her. It was clear that these things wanted her conscious when they fucked her.

And fuck her is exactly what they did. As her brain tried to return to normal functioning, it was overwhelmed by the sensations of her body being absolutely used by the tentacles. There must have been almost fifteen tentacles entering and exiting her rapidly now, each one thrusting and pounding her body as if it had her all to itself. And the tentacles holding her were doing their own work, rocking her against the thrusts as best they could, given the completely uncoordinated timing they'd all fallen into. The vibrator by her clit squirmed and wiggled, before it was suddenly joined by three more identical tentacles. Together, they surrounded her aching cum button. Then, their small heads split into swarms of thin tendrils, which wrapped around her clit, absolutely smothering it with friction. The tentacles holding her breasts pulled and molested them wildly. After a moment, their vibrating heads split into tendrils as well, and they coiled around her nipples, vibrating them from all sides as they pulled and twisted them. All of this was just so much foreplay compared to the dozen tentacles fucking her holes into oblivion. She was like a weightless ragdoll to them. Her body was their fucktoy, and they savaged her pussy and ass. She was stuffed full of tentacle cock and pounded, stretched wider than ever, wider than it seemed like should have been possible. So many tentacles filled her. They mercilessly raped her on and on and on, pounding her with everything they had until she could barely even feel her body anymore.