Nin felt disappointed at the fake teachers words. She was interested in a little fun and secrets but apparently the “teacher” was more concerned about her attitude oppose to playing with her. Well fine. Many have tried and none had succeeded as of yet. She doubted this woman could make her change her ways to begin with. She probably would push the woman over for bearing to lean back in her heels, but the tendrils swarming held a tight grip. If she tried she wouldn’t get no more than a few inches.

“I’ll crawl.” She stated a little dreary. She didn’t want to be dragged along the cold floor, so merely took the best way out and that was to crawl. To which she did, making sure to swish her ass sensually as did so. Obviously showing off her amble rear and wet sex.

It did what Nin intended, provoking titters from Natsuki now and then, but more often drawing husky and appreciative humming that suggested that Natsuki might not be as focused on discipline as she'd said. Certainly the serpentine tentacles that undulated fluidly around Nin's hands and knees were animatedly displaying a more licentious interest in her, never ceasing to slap their textured surfaces across the tender curve in the soles of her bare feet. They caressed her fingers in a morass. Soon it seemed to Nin as if she was crawling through the muck left by generations of snails, unctuous white slime oozing from the skin of the strangely prurient appendages.

On her knees it was slow progress, but after several haphazard turns and gathering a sheen of splattered ooze on her hands, shins, and belly, Nin came to a single door at the end of a hall. The door was just like the rest of them, dingy from lack of maintenance but solidly built. It swung open of its own accord, seemingly, and within there was a cement cell. Once it might have been used for machinery. There were rings of riveted metal embedded in the crumbling walls, fitted with corroded metal plugs or plates that had been welded into place. The metal protrusions could have been junctures for plumbing or steam pipes, or else some sort of venting apparatus, but now the truncated steel only made the chamber appear gutted and forgotten. The only presence that gave the impression that the room was in use was an immense construction of two angled wooden beams bracketed together at the center to create the shape of an X. Padded leather cuffs dangled from chains at the blunt endings of the cross. The wood itself was heavily creased and split from age, warped by moisture.

"Climb up and assume the position Nin. Then brace yourself. We will begin with the corporal portion of your...discipline." Natsuki said with evident satisfaction.

Nin crawled sexually to their destination, listening to Natsuki’s giggles of joy as the silver haired sleuth moved about on all fours. While the woman promised punishment it seemed she was more focused on their little game than the punishment itself. The slimy tendrils slid over her sexually, leaving tons of goo on her. Their undulated movements about her, she would let out a yelp for every time her feet was smacked, in a lot of ways it tickled and she would giggle when the just moved across them. For her the point of arousal was slippery goo getting all over her body.

Crawling was slow but it came with some nice sticky goo that was being splattered all over her hands knees and stomach. Making her glisten, the slut of a student splashed in it giggling like a child playing in a pool of mud or puddle of rain. “It all slimy, and thick” she stated lovingly putting a few finger to her lips she sampled the slime to taste it before moving own, haphazardly moving to a door. It was the monotonous color and same condition as any other door she half expected it to be of the same sex room as any else, then it swooshed open showing its contents. It was a rather desolate and un-maintained room, It may had been once a place for machines but they had long since been moved else where. Looking around it was clear this place was a discarded room, in the center was a X shaped beams clearly her punishment was about to begin. Licking some more slime off her fingers sensually she looked at it. Clearly it was as old as this room and even split from moisture. It had to be at least six maybe seven decades old as well. Obeying her tormenter she climbed up and shackled herself to the X. She faced Natuski’ while her back rested onto the base of the cross.

As her tentacles rippled around her like a cluster of anemones swarming on an undersea reef, Natsuki came forward to finish securing Nin with her own hands. The padded manacles locked together with a noise of gears that emphasized her imprisonment. These were not ropes that Nin could struggle against, but unyielding steel that would remain obdurate long after she withered into a skeleton. Her comfort came from the leather padding on the inside. It was a small detail, but if Natsuki could not be entirely cruel if she'd bothered to add it.

Natsuki took delight in theatrics, however, as was plain when she banished the host of her tentacles with a dramatic wave and grasped a solitary appendage that remained, smoothing it with long stroking motions until it was slender. Bending down into a girlish crouch where she kept her knees together for the sake of her skirt she appeared to pluck the tentacle from the concrete floor as if she were tugging a fruit free from its stem. Holding onto her visceral pink tendril in that way the appendage looked like a supple, sleek whip. It had even ceased to wriggle. All of its motion now came from Natsuki's wrist as she brandished the whip of flesh. Despite how limp it had become, the way Natsuki wielded it injected more animation into the attenuated strand of muscle than it had original evinced. Finally, becoming giddy, Natsuki swung the whip across Nin broadly. Too broadly to hurt her, in fact, but the speed was enough that Nin had no time to think before it slapped across her. The sudden wet sound against her skin along with the hot, unexpected touch halfway convinced Nin's nerves that she'd been lashed, causing her to flinch involuntarily, thrashing in her restraints while Natsuki gave a satisfied titter.

"Hmm. I bet you cannot guess just how much I could make you scream with this. Oh!...but...perhaps something else for discipline. There's no need for it to be painful, right?" Natsuki asked playfully.

“Owwwww.” Nin shouted as she felt the tendril whip her back. It hurted but not enough to give true pain. The silver haired girl wasn’t a complete masochist so this was quiet uncomfortable for her. Though being tied up turned her on to a good degree. Nin agreed no need to get really painful. “Uh huh, no need to get to painful.”

She repeated shifting her weight, which made her butt sway a little. She had no doubt that Natsuki was capable of making her feel pain. Nin was also sure the women could make her feel lots of pleasure . Hopefully she could get something arousing for her discipline.

Natsuki had ideas. They ran a gamut from complex games of erotic denial to uncomplicated considerations about what varieties of objects would elicit the most interesting responses from Nin when inserted into her nether orifices. Natsuki prolonged the anticipation so that she could luxuriate in the glory of choice. She reveled in the possibilities open to her, constructing each scenario in her mind like an architect belaboring the placement of light fixtures.

Then, she closed her eyes and inhaled. Above all she had to impart a lesson. At least a suggestion of a lesson. The experience she would give Nin should work to change her perspective. It did not need to occur during her discipline necessarily. It did not even need to occur by the time Nin exited the basement. What Natsuki had in mind would probably not make any impression on the girl until she was once more immersed in her usual schedule. In the meantime there was much she could do to make the present moments enjoyable for both of them.

"I will need to fetch something." Natsuki explained to Nin. Her tentacles swarmed like a pit of skinless snakes, extruding oils onto the rough floor until the paving was redolent and greased. "Nevertheless, I can attend to your punishment while I am out thanks to my very long reach." All together the tentacles flung themselves into the air, a flurry of muscular springs that flung an evanescent mist of musky droplets into the air. The thin rain pattered for a moment as it fell, further moistening Nin's body. Natsuki bit her lip as she saw how she gleamed, and felt organs shifting inside her, growing turgid and constrained. She wanted ardently to release her genitals into the open. "I hear it is very uncomfortable to have something alive squirming inside one's private places and into one's guts. It's the sensation of invasion--oh! But I think you will be able to endure it. Yet take my advice, and do not clench your buttocks. It will not stop my tentacles from crawling deep into your innards, but if you relax it might not be as terrible." Natsuki gave a wink and turned to depart. Her tentacles on the other hand raised themselves from the floor and reached out for Nin's backside, corkscrewing in the air in worrisome ways.

Nin hanged there waiting for her fake teacher to impose her punishment/ pleasure she had prepared for the slut of a student. Nin just waited growing antsy as she did, it was getting boring. Then the teacher stated she had to leave and get something in the mean time the tentacles would keep her in good company. She felt their the moistened ooze splat onto her body making her ever more a shinny piece of tender tanned meat. It was then Natasuki gave her advise about the upcoming anal invasion. She had been fucked there but to the degree the monster teacher described, indicated something else all together.

Nin didn’t have a chance to ask as Natsuki had already begone her leave, and in no time a large tendril rubbed at her ass crack, before poking at her sphincter. It gave her a rim job before sliding into the often used space stretching it beyond what she was used to.”Unggggh.” She moaned out in some way’s bliss, but in other ways painfully. It slid in going deeper and deeper, find its way into into her intestines then through the large and small intestine. Her buttocks clenched at the strange sensation as her guts were basically being fucked at this point. “SOooough deeep.” She gargled out as she felt something enter her stomach, Before she realized the tentacle was coming up and her throat she was in state of strange bliss. She had never experienced something like this, her body twitched in discomfort, at the violation and seemingly impossibility that was happening, but it was relatively enjoyable to some degree for her.


Her sex was running water with a her female juices. She wondered if the creature could fuck her pussy in the same manner. Would it feel any better? She didn’t know but she had to endure till the teacher returned to finish her punishment upon the student.

Nin's tummy bowed outward in the shape of an avocado. Her throat had expanded like she'd swallowed a length of pipe. Besides the immense pressure that came from being so densely crammed with living meat there were stranger sensations she had to endure. Among them was the foreign heat that poured from the tentacle's skin like a radiator coil. The tentacle's pulse swam through her, an entire second bloodstream with a tempo separate from hers. It did not belong to her body so her brain had no method for filtering out the tremendous thudding that transfixed her. Meanwhile the invading organ continued to sweat its viscous ooze, greasing her innards with its overtly sexual secretions until Nin was saturated inside. She could taste it welling up her throat while the tentacle squirmed, even while she watched the garishly pink and penile organ sprout from her lips.

All that was merely the consequence of insertion. Now that the appendage had threaded her it began to knead her insides. Nin felt the tentacle's skin flowing around its gristly core as though it were still winding its zigzag path from her bottom to her top, but that was in addition to the churning motion which the spooled flesh inside her soon commenced. Pangs of pain warned her that this or that unguessable region of her insides was close to being dislodged. At the same time she felt tremendous squeezing that targeted her vagina from within, an incredibly intimate massage. Her belly bulged and her ass puckered. A hot white runnel flowed from between Nin buttocks onto the floor as her sex was milked and her diaphragm was stretched until she felt like throwing up.

The part of the tentacle that had emerged from Nin's mouth washed her face like a dexterous, heavy tongue. She was unable to breath around it, and its unrelenting movements stimulated her throat to gag incessantly. Wherever Natsuki was it seemed like she enjoyed the way Nin's throat constricted her because the tentacle pumped inside Nin's neck the most vigorously whenever she began to choke. It gave her a gulp of air now and then, retreating into her neck long enough for a gasp or two before it spilled back into the open. Natsuki always waited until her victim was close to fainting before she let her take those quick breaths. This was supposed to be a punishment after all.

As promised, however, there was some recompense in the way Natsuki used her. Nin had wondered what those serpentine limps might do to her pussy; soon after the tentacle impaling her began to squirm another one flattened into a broad paddle with the texture of a sponge and applied itself liberally to the dripping, swollen mound between Nin's outstretched legs. Not penetrating, it lapped her, rubbing her cunt like a shoeshine polishing a customer's boot. More tentacles wrapped around Nin's breasts, growing soft furry fronds that twitched across her nipples. When her nipples were engorged other tentacles nosed forward to chew on them with tender cartilage teeth or suckle them with hungry wet mouths that were swarming with wiry probosci.

There was definite discomfort as her stomach bulged outward, accommodating the large pink mass. Her eye’s bulged with both excitement and surprise as felt things move and expand. Her throat filled with the pink tendril causing her gag reflex to go hay wire. The capacity to breath disappeared at the pipe like appendage parted her pink lips and glided across her tongue till her maw was parted handsomely. There was pulse shuddering through her that her body couldn’t match nor quell, the heat the filled her was both warming and even more disconcerting. At least she was warm from this. Nins glistening body shuddered as she slowly adjusted to what was happening to her.

She began feeling slight pains and pangs, as the apendenged churned inside her, and threaded her from end to end. This was delicious she thought as her tongue began licking the mouthful she had. Tasting the sweet alixir of slime the appendage secreted. Her vagina was squeezed and made her nice and wet at the delicate yet invasive massage. She felt like throwing up but find it impossible to do so, including breathing to which her lungs began screaming for; while the Tendril spewing from her mouth acted like a tongue and licked her face. If she could giggle she would have. Instead only a gargled noise escaped her bulging ashpocaus
. Her head began to buzz and the lights started to go dim as the last droplets of fresh air despaired in her lungs, filling with carbon monoxide. THEn the tendril did something she had hoped for withdrawing into her lower regions allowing-her to breath. She was coughing and choking while gasping for much needed air, however she was only allowed few quick breaths at the most before the tentacle pink flesh sprouted forth spreading her mouth from the inside once more.

‘Amazing’ She thought though she could live without the sudden lack of oxygen she was experiencing. While she was being punished her body was being toyed with. Tendrils with mouth’s slithered over her jiggling mounds, attacking her hard erect nipples dripping with milk from hard arousal. Between her legs was Nigeria falls of female cum that was being paddled by a flat ended tentacle. It was massaging her which made her her hips rock slightly, it was too difficult with her current state, she was afraid if she moved too much she would dislodge something.‘That's right suck up my tasty slut milk” Nin Thought as she orgasm from bliss while feeding the hungry wet mouth at her nipples.

"Oh goodness! That looked like a strenuous one!" came a scandalized exclamation. Nin was still trembling fitfully when she heard it, and her ears were filled with the sound of rushing water, but it had sounded to her like Natsuki's voice. The dim light and her own watery eyes made the shadows and shapes of the room blur together into a swirling, quivering kaleidoscope of barren stone and sinuous, writhing flesh.

"Can you guess how long it's been since I returned?" Natsuki tittered. She rocked her hips, drawing Nin's vision toward her slinky silhouette, made slinkier by the pink sequined gown she wore. It was a tight fitting sheath that made the most of her dainty, nubile bosom and nymphly outline while the decadent excess of the train made a pool around her feet like molten candy cotton. Nin could see now how Natsuki's dress had camouflaged her; the way the sequins shimmered across its sleek fuschia silk replicated the wet gleaming of her tentacles.

"Oops, you can't talk with my tentacle in your throat can you?" Blessed air overfilled Nin's lungs as the weighty pseudo-tongue withdrew backwards into her gullet, though it continued to thrash and slap the inside of her belly.

Nin felt air fill her lungs again, allowing her to breath freely once more. The tentacle that filled that her mouth had returned to her lower region. She couldn’t she the teacher her eye’s too blurred and light too dim. Natsuki question was audible at least. As Nin regained her vision, Natsuki was dressed in all white in a formfitting dress, the dress itself reflected her Tentacles making appear camouflage as it took her minute to really seek out the monster woman's form. THe tendril continued to turn her stomach as the silver haired teen began to speak.

“An hour, or three.” Nin Replied her head was buzzing, almost high from the lack of oxygen, she had no real idea on how long she had been there.

((Sorry its not as long as I wanted it to be but its all I have in me... Writers block and lack of enthusiasm I'm afraid is my case right now))

"Such an exaggerator you are. It has only been twenty minutes since I departed." Natsuki covered her mouth behind her palm, hiding a condescending smile. At the same time Nin felt the tentacles withdrawing from her body in an unhurried fashion, giving her ample opportunity to feel the various specific contortions that the prehensile flesh underwent as it maneuvered backward through her viscera. Meanwhile Natsuki's human-seeming figure moved up to her and she stepped onto a wooden block at the base of the cross to bring herself just below Nin's eye level.

"I had to fetch this lipstick, that's all." Natsuki said, displaying a slim meerschaum cylinder bisected by a ring of gold that trimmed the cap. "See? Here, take a look. I thought the color would be perfect for an exhibitionist like you." Natsuki opened the cap and held the rouge up to Nin's gaze. It was a gaudy shade of red, extremely saturated and so moist it virtually sweated. Richer than a ruby, brighter than blood, it was the most luxuriously ostentatious lipstick Nin had ever seen. "You'll attract every eye when you are wearing this." Natsuki promised, waving the tube like a slim dagger close to Nin's cheekbone. "Just think of everybody staring at your mouth before anything else. Imagine how it will look on you, oh! Such a boisterous red! Can't you hear the other girls whispering about you when you walk past?"

Nin squired unable to not feel the tendril that filled her rare pull out in such a way she could not feel it. "Mnngh!" The silver haired teen moaned as she noticed Natasuki walk up to her looking her int the eye's. Twiling around a tube of lipstick. The shade of the makeup was a brilliant red was beyond beautiful, certainly capable of making the wearer far more noticeable. Nin could imagine the shade on her small lips would diffidently make her the talk of the school. Well at least for awhile, trends tend to despite after a week, but Nin was too deep of a mind haze to notice that."I can hear them" She stated sounding not too sure if it was because of the lack of oxygen or she could just imagine the jealousy from her peers.

"Tee hee! Then let's hurry and put it on you!" Natsuki tittered. At the same time the tentacles still inside Nin began to slither much more swiftly, racing out of her body more quickly than her body could easily adjust. There were renewed pangs, short bursts of pain as her innards were jerked around. Nin's buttocks tightened in automatic response, nearly cramping.

"Shhh, shhhh, it'll be over soon. You don't want to be distracted when I put this on do you?" Natsuki crooned. Luckily she was right, and in a burst of obscene fluid the final meters of sinuous flesh wriggled their way free of the student's bum. Natsuki took a moment to admire the effect her invasion had had on the girl. The hole between her buttocks was chafed a bright pink. Unable to relax, Nin's sphincter twitched impotently as Natsuki knelt to blow a fine stream of breath inside. "Oh my." Natsuki remarked. "I forgot. I could have simply made all those tentacles of mine disappear, like this."

In the space of an eyeblink all the crawling, seething tentacles that had been swarming along the interior surfaces of the cell vanished noiselessly. A thin layer of slime remained painted over the walls and floor, but apart from that trace it was as if the inchoate tendrils of flesh had never existed.

"I'm so sorry about that Nin." Natsuki simpered. She embraced the student from behind. Her cheek rested between Nin's shoulder blades. "Well, its already done, and now we won't have any trouble fitting toys in your rear end will we? No no! Please do not speak. I was about to put on your new lipstick!"

Natsuki held Nin's jaw gently closed by exerting upward pressure on her chin with a couple of fingers while she applied the raw end of the lipstick to her forcibly pursed lips. The application was expert, a mere two strokes back and forth, but they were incredibly careful and prolonged strokes. After a few seconds Nin could feel the sensuous change in the texture of her lips. Where the lipstick touched there was a moist, silken sensation, as of a new supple skin growing over the first. The progress of the rouge was so deliberate that Nin was able to sense the outline of her lips distinctly. It was as if she were giving the air a kiss, and the sensation was not fading.

"There we go, how perfect. Welcome to your new self. Do you want a mirror?"

“MNGGGGHHH!” Nin felt the tendril leaving her so suddenly that it was slightly painful and her body reacted by clamping down in response. Nin brief heavily chest heaving as she listened to her mistress. Who admired the sizable gap in her rare, Nin could feel the nerves tingling with an odd sense of pleasure and pain. While she couldn’t see the gape she certainly felt the cool air flowing into her via Natsuki, into her rectum, and she very open indeed, a good thing had emptied her bowls much earlier.

The monster teacher, cooed her to be quiet while she applied the lipstick to the misbehaving student. Clutching her from behind Nin did her best to relax, a part of her couldn't have helped but feel she been cheated seeing as Natsuki could have just made them disappear, but then again she was helpless toy so complaining would have been useless. BEfore Nin could respond to the blonds latest muses she was hushed once more as Natasuki began applying the make up.

Nin felt as her lips had second skin applied to her, only the her lips seemed more moist and luscious in nature than they had before. She could feel lips,against the air almost like it was in a constant collision she thought it would fade after a while but the sensation was presitent and would not fade.”Uhh yes I would like a mirror.” Nin answered Natuski’s question in haste. She wanted to see the change.