Feeling the tentacle threatening her ass, Ginger increased her struggles as she tried to pull away from the intruder. With the firm grip that the other tentacles had on her, this only resulted in her squirming against her attackers in a rather erotic manner. Despite her continued muffled begging, she could feel another climax beginning to build inside her.

The tentacles were all too happy to squirm in return. They slid over her skin and twisted her body side to side, rocking her against the tentacle pillaging her pussy. Their strength dominated her body, nullifying any resistance she struggled to put up before them. Although she struggled against the tentacle pushing slowly into her anus, their only response was to seize her waist firmly, holding her entrance in place. She felt them spread her legs even wider, causing her love tunnel to spread as well, and the tentacle inside it thrust faster with its resistance lessened. Finally, the other tentacle pushed its way in, its head popping past the tight ring of her asshole and into her rectum. It began pushing its way deeper, spreading her wide as it twisted and squirmed in.

She cried out as the tentacle forced its way into her ass, although the tentacle in her mouth largely silenced the outcry. Although unable to move much in the tentacles' grip, she still strained against them in a futile effort to get loose. With the tentacle in her throat making breathing difficult, she found her energy rapidly fading as she struggled. Despite this, she continued to fight, her mind unwilling to surrender to the assault.

Her body had other ideas, though; she had already been nearing another orgasm before the tentacle violated her rear, and the feel of that one combined with the one in her pussy was more than she could resist for long. Soon enough, she was driven to the heights of another climax, again bathing the tentacle with her love juices.

Ginger's third climax seemed to have a universally exciting effect on all the tentacles around her. The tentacle in her pussy was obviously all to eager to heighten the pleasure of her orgasm, thrusting deep into her love tunnel in its heightened sensitivity. Her walls' desperate clenching couldn't stand against the power of the shaft's thrusts, and were forced to spread once more each time the thing pumped her. Despite not being so directly affected by her orgasm, the tentacle in her ass seemed to take it as a sign to begin thrusting eagerly as well. It plundered her depths deep and fast, rubbing and stretching her tightly clenched tunnel.

Even the tentacles holding her body seemed to grow more eager to take advantage. Some of those that had been idly caressing her breasts began to encircle her hefty mounds, wrapping around both breasts in one wide lasso. As they tightened their grip, her glorious tits were squeezed together, the space between them squeezed into a tight crack. One of the tentacles coiled around her waist slithered forward, and dove between her soft love pillows. The sheer size of her breasts enveloped it completely in warm, soft skin, and it quickly began humping back and forth into the space between, delighted by the warmth and softness of her body's alluring features.

Even as her body was trapped in the throes of ecstasy, Ginger whimpered around the tentacle in her mouth. No… No more… Please… I can't take it… She didn't think that the thing could hear her mental pleading and doubted that it would listen even if it could hear, especially when one of the tentacles began to thrust between her breasts. How long… How long will this go on? she thought, realizing that the thing hadn't climaxed yet; for all she knew, they couldn't and were just going to use her to exhaustion… or worse.

The tentacles' only answer at first was continuing to abuse her body, thrusting relentlessly into every hole. After a moment, though, there was something in Ginger's mind. It was like a voice, although it didn't quite talk. "Take. It." She could understand what it was telling her, as if it was causing ideas to form in her head. "You. Will. Take. It." Suddenly, the tentacle in her pussy pushed itself deep inside her, pressing against her cervix. After a few seconds of squirming inside her, something thick and hot began to pour into her body, flowing straight into her uterus. As more and more of the strange liquid filled her, the other tentacles kept right on pounding.

"Take. It. As. Long. As. I. Want," the voice almost seemed to sneer at her.

There was a moment of surprise for Ginger as her assailant simultaneously revealed that it could understand her, could communicate, and could apparently read her mind. Only a moment, though, as the tentacles didn't pause in their assault for even a second, the mental voice merely taunting her. As the tentacle in her pussy thrust deeper inside her than she'd thought possible, finally releasing its load into her womb, she cried out around the tentacle in her mouth. As the voice sneeringly made it clear that it was going to continue for as long as it wanted regardless of what happened to her, she could only hope that it would get bored before it used her to death.

The tentacle finally stopped releasing into her pussy, and began to slowly withdraw. Warm liquid followed its exit, trickling through her love tunnel. As the beast finally popped free, a thin trail of liquid peeked out of her lips, aided in its escape by the bouncing motions from the tentacle still savaging her anus. Slowly, two more tentacles approached her crotch. As they drew near, their heads began to squirm, and suddenly split into masses of tiny, twisting tendrils, almost like large worms. The clusters pressed into her hips, planting themselves on either side of her slit. Several tendrils extended from either pillar to stroke on her lips, before gently pulling them apart. They spread her entrance like fingers, exposing her folds to the warm air. With her hole widened and her lips pulled aside, the liquid draining out of her was able to flow more freely, and it dribbled down her crotch as it escaped her pussy.

263 let her crotch marinate in its juices for several moments, still filling her ass and mouth as her tired pussy tried to expel its load. Then, without warning, a new tentacle shot its way inside her pussy and began thrusting away. As soon as it began to fuck her, the tentacle in her mouth immediately exploded its own release. The cream was hot and bitter, with a pungent smell and a thickness that made it hard to swallow, but the tentacle remained pushed into her mouth, giving her little other choice.

There was little Ginger could do as the tentacles let their cum drain out of her pussy. She could feel the smaller tendrils caress her netherlips, but couldn't move enough to see what was going on. When the tentacle thrust inside her again, she barely had a chance to cry out before the one in her mouth released its own load. Once that happened, she was forced to do her best to swallow the pungent liquid so that it didn't choke her. With the tentacle still in her mouth, it was difficult, but she managed to at least keep up enough to avoid the worst. Please… stop… You'll kill me like this… She doubted that the thing would let her go, but at least she knew it could hear and might ease up a bit.

Finally, the tentacle in her mouth withdrew, giving her at least some room to breathe, and spit or swallow her mouthful as she chose. The tentacle was still climaxing, and pointed downwards, painting her neck and chest with its ooze. Finally seeming to run out of steam, it withdrew. The other tentacles inside her, however, continued their thrusting, seemingly unconcerned with the girl's worries of physical exhaustion.

"Not. Kill," it promised her. "No. Fun. If. You're. Dead." The tentacles around her suddenly began to lower her body, faster than was probably comfortable, still fucking her relentlessly as she was moved. In a moment, she felt herself pressed into the ground - hard enough to be a surprise, but not enough to really hurt. She was trapped in her new position, until the tentacles around her lower body lifted her hips into the air. The tentacles inside her turned downwards to adapt to this new position, and begun ramming ferociously into her holes. With the unyielding earth below her, there was nowhere for her body to go, and she could feel the tentacles pound hard and relentlessly. Her breasts rocked with the force of the thrusting, even in the tentacles' coils, until another tentacle slid into her cleavage, and her breasts were pressed together to conceal its length. The new visitor began to eagerly titfuck her, its thrusting in time with the others rocking her to her core.

The thing's words weren't much of a reassurance, as they made it clear that the thing was going to keep going as long as it wanted regardless of how exhausted it left her. At least it freed up her mouth, allowing her to spit out the remainder of its cum, although the thing was still cumming as it did so, the warm liquid covering her breasts until the thing's climax finally ended.

She wasn't given even a second's rest, however, as the creature continued to fuck her pussy and ass relentlessly as it quickly and firmly lowered her to the ground and lifted her hips. Each thrust forced a cry from her as she was pressed more forcefully against the ground. As another tentacle forced itself between her breasts, she could feel a fourth climax building inside her from the endless rhythmic pumping of the tentacles inside her.

As the girl cried out on the ground, another tentacle appeared before her, and quickly pressed its way into her mouth. Unlike the one before, this tentacle seemed content to just fill her mouth and absorb the sounds of her cries, only occasionally thrusting lightly into her mouth. This was the only relief her body got, however. The other tentacles continued to pound into her relentlessly. Their thrusts came faster and faster, but each was as deep and hard as ever, thanks to the ground pushing her backwards with each pump. She was pinned in place by the savage fucking she was receiving, helpless against the tentacles that pounded her again and again, bringing her closer to her next reluctant orgasm.

Her cries again silenced by a tentacle in her mouth, Ginger was reduced once more to whimpering in response to the creature's assault. With tentacles thrusting in her mouth, ass, and pussy and another rubbing between her tits, there was only so long that she could hold back her body's natural reactions. With a muffled cry, she came once more, her juices again drenching the tentacle in her pussy.

As Ginger climaxed again, the creature's own excitement grew. The tentacles thrusting into her sped faster and faster, fucking her orgasming body with relentless fury. Within moments, it reached its own climax. The tentacles thrust into her powerfully and squirmed as they came, its seed once more filling her ravaged body. It flowed into her in spurt after spurt, held inside by the tight seals of the tentacles inside her holes. She could feel the cum flow into her womb and rectum, and pour down her throat into her stomach, so much that it felt like her body was starting to swell from the sheer volume of it all. The rest of her body was subjected to the same treatment, as the tentacle between her breasts began to spray its cum wildly over her. Its seed coated her neck, chest, and stomach in a seemingly ceaseless spray.

At last, the flow of cum into and onto her body diminished to a halt. The tentacles held their ground inside her for a few more moments, letting the hot liquid fill her. Then, they gave her body a few final, affectionate thrusts, before they began to slowly draw out. The cum in her lower holes followed their exit, and flowed out of her as they finally popped free. The seed in her stomach, however, still sat heavily inside her body.

The tentacles' thrusts served to prolong her climax even as they reached their own. Writhing in the throes of involuntary ecstasy, she still managed to swallow the output of the tentacle in her mouth so it didn't choke her. It seemed for a while like the thing had no limit to how much it could produce, however, threatening to keep this up forever.

Eventually, of course, it did stop, the tentacles slowly drawing out of her thoroughly used body. She could feel the creature's cum draining out of her ass and pussy, although the stuff that had gone down her throat was clearly going to have to pass naturally in time. She hoped that it was finally done with her, although she was too exhausted to even put up a token struggle if it wasn't.