The 16 hr flight to the prestigious paradise high school gave Areum a very tiresome jet lag, without knowing of course that it took more than 16 hrs for the "flight" to reach the destination. She was completely oblivious that the plane she boarded was not an actual passenger plane but a space craft and it made a pit stop of sorts to an alien ship within the Earth's orbit where her examination took place as part of the interspecies-interstellar trade. On the tarmac, Areum really felt dizzy as if she is also having a sea sickness at the same time. All she wanted right now was to be in her reserved dormitory and take a rest.



This Shokushu High School boasts the strangest location for an educational establishment, it is centered on a large white sand beach island devoid of any tourists. Adding to the bummer factor is the fact that no students are allowed to go into beaches for some unknown reasons. At any rate Areum's mind was clouded by tiredness and she could not think of anything else at the moment save for a bed. After a couple of minutes of going through long corridors and climbing staircases, she finally breath a sigh of relief as she founds her designated room with a coding 617CH(if you catch the meaning which Areum herself doesn't know).

Areum's room is situated in one of the corners of the dormitory. The side that is facing a wide range of forestry where no one knows what lies outside and that only a tall classy looking stone wall with lamps is what separates the two sides. Areum can have a perfect look of both the beachhead and the forestry from the windows of the room, though the scenery can be scary at night.

She dragged her wheeled luggage as she entered her room, leaving it just beside the study desk and Areum fell flat on the white sheet bed, it did not take a minute before she fell into a deep sleep. Without even bothering to change her clothes

Another shuttle heading to the island had tipped off Marlin, as he floated high up in the stratosphere, on watch for approaching vessels. It came in a little lower than him, and he followed it out of curiosity - its contents proved to be a gorgeous blonde, a student which he didn't recognize; tall and leggy, long hair. That gave him an opportunity. It was important to pick victims early, so their tales of assault by supernatural beings ruined their credibility; that left them more vulnerable later on, as the rest of the school populace tended to scoff at such tales and label the students liars rather than investigate. The fact she was assigned to the dormitory closest to the beach only reinforced his decision, as it was nice and isolated from any troublesome perfects or the Head Girl.

Her eyelids fluttered to his falcon-like sight. Best to wait until she collapsed for some rest, then. Marlin swoops low to the roof of the dorm, visible only as a silver streak, flattens himself out there, and detaches a scout - a single metallic droplet that he flicks down to splat inaudibly on the back of the girl's luggage. Then he coils his mass and waits for her to make it to the room.

In a further streak of luck, she lives in a corner room with two windows, making entry easy for the gelatinous slime. He seeps over the top of the wall and down to her window, then slides a thin finger of his mass through the window lock and twists, unlatching it with a movement he's had a lot of practice with since coming to the campus. Meanwhile, he looks over the girl from closer range: tall and limber, black leggings and a definite curve to her hips and bosom, though not the hourglass figure some other students sported. It was a different blend, and the slime could appreciate that. His prey identified, he pushes the window open.

Unfortunately, the runners are rusted, and it makes a loud screech as it slides open over old rust.

Immediately, Marlin retreats back to the rooftop; he doesn't like fighting in small rooms if he can help it. Instead, he commands the droplet to seep up from her luggage. It catches the corner of a mislaid sheet and climbs until it catches a bare ankle, and then gliding up that instead, so cool and frictionless it feels more like a cool breeze than anything. He takes a measure of the thick, powerful calves and thighs - she's a fighter or a runner, definitely in shape. The droplet flattens out and slides under her skirt, then glues itself to her panties underneath, slowly soaking into them, which gives him a better view of her abdominal muscles and pelvic floor as well - and those are large and well-developed too, which means she does broad spectrum workouts - not a runner, then, but a martial artist. She'd almost certainly notice if he tried to dislodge the waistband, and these way it's still more of a cool, airy sensation rather than an immediate assault. He can leave that in place until she moves to somewhere he can attack more decisively.

The smooth sliding motion of this droplet sub unit did not go unnoticed, moreover when he entered the lady's outer sanctum. The tight space of the panty covered erogenous zone did not provide allowance for our intrepid goo to move freely without getting detected. The very tiny digits of hair strands have picked up the foreign movement and because the woman's crotch is one of the most sensitive parts, the nerves slowly fired up. In the midst of her sleep, Areum's nerves system starts to send jolts of wake up messages, compelling her to get up by giving her the itchy feeling going inside her panties. At first she did not bother, feeling it only to be just a minor itchy feeling of her panties, but when it felt like an insect is crawling on her womanhood, Areum got up with a sigh of annoyance as her sleep was interrupted . She goes to the restroom to check it, raising the hem of her skirt and pulls down her panties to get a closer look of her sex, gently combing the full growth of her V patterned pubic hair to see if there's an ant that managed to get shelter within the golden forestry of her carpet, well the carpet matches the drapes.

But as it turns out, she found none, though the itchy feeling strangely subsided. As soon as she pulls up her panties however, Areum was once again interrupted. Sighing in annoyance as her abdomen notified her to expel the contents of her bladder. She feverishly sat down on the toilet bowl as she pulls down her panties again and takes a pee. Should our intrepid goo managed to fuse with the cotton fabric of he panties then he will have a good view of Areum's excretory activity due to the inner padding of the underwear facing directly in front of her crotch.

As she was done peeing Areum makes an exercise of her gifted vaginal muscles, moving them in grinding motion, giving our intrepid viewer that Areum's main reproductive organ has exceptional muscle power and control which means that it has the strength to cut the meat of bananas(yes the fruit literally).

As the excretion was done, Areum got up and decides to get some of her school requirements done before some of the school facilities closes off. The interruption of her sleep compelled her not to resume slumbering but to do some activity.

She walks out of the dorm and heads to the school proper to get into the registrations office to acquire her designated classroom as well as subject requirements, particularly the overly priced school made book. Her locomotor movements for sure is a sight to see especially for the hitchhiker sub unit riding inside the mini skirt.

After a few minutes of doing menial tasks, Areum finally completes the necessary school requirements and gets back to her room. Since its weekend and there are no classes yet so she decides to go for an exercise session. Fortunately the school's gym is open and that even new students have immediate access.



But first Areum strips off her fancy dress, peeling of her sleeveless turtleneck white blouse and sliding down her black mini skirt as well as pulling off her black leggings, once again giving the unseen viewer a very savoring strip tease. Areum however did not remove her strapless tube bra and panties. Quickly rummaging her luggage for her workout gear while still in her underwear, she took the one used often for training.

It was a black tank tube and a black tight jogging pants which makes the crotch region much more tighter for our intrepid goo residing within the soft fabric. As Areum was done wearing her walking shoes, she heads out once again to go for the gym.

Well all the more favorable for the sub unit...... Probably.

His chosen target wakes, and irritably goes about her day; graceful and demure, strong beneath the shell of civility, he merely watches and waits. She does paperwork, acquires books, and confirms classes - he memorizes her schedule, just in case, and the name, one Areum-Jin. He supposes she's attractive enough, but he has a pitiful grasp of what humans find attractive when their clothes are on; at least the girl's musculature and lithe curves are pleasing enough. When she heads to the gym, he decides that's isolated enough, and sets a command to the sub unit through their connection. As she strips down, it soaks through to the other side of her panties, against her bare skin, then adheres to her labia and over her clit, using her hair to seal itself in place firmly. Now pressed against her skin, the cool sensation is much more obvious, though it doesn't penetrate her, instead just resting against the bare lips of her cunt, immovable and threatening in its mere presence.

The gym would be the ideal place to strike, large and open, empty of other people, soundproofed from the inside for reasons he'll never understand. He darts to the rooftop and cracks an overhead skylight; by that time she's passed through the doors to the gym, and they swing closed behind her with a thud, tipping him off. Peering through the opening, Marlin strikes.

The sub unit layered over her pussy vibrates once, hard, like the head of a Hitachi pressed flat against her folds, and at the same time the slime itself launches almost straight vertically down through the skylight it'd left open just a crack; aiming for that glorious blonde mane in an attempt to use that to drag her to the floor, and then glue her there mercilessly. His flight is swift and silent, but his shadow gives him away mid-dive as he lunges. Midlunge it looks nothing so much but a speeding daub of silver paint almost five feet wide, or a small pond of mercury loose from some enormous thermometer.

Areum was quite pleased with the gym's boxing facility, it had everything she need for a proper exercise, it felt like Wild's High. She was surprised to find the gym empty not even a janitor could be seen anywhere, it gave Areum the creeps, but anyway she is used to being alone doing shadow boxing ever since she got the knack for training without the use of punching bag. Just as she stepped into the borderless ring to prepare for a warm up, she felt something vibrate on her crotch, Areum made a shocking loud moan as if she had been subjected to a surprise rectal examination via index finder. It made her bend down almost to the point of getting on her knees. At that same instant, a large foreign object crashed down just a few feet in front of her. The crash sounded like a very audible splat of sticky liquid being thrown to the ground. Also if it wasn't for the sudden vibration that happened on her crotch, Areum would have been pummeled down by this foreign object.

Just a few seconds upon the crash, Areum's eyes grew wide as she is shock to see a mass of silvery liquid moved on its own that reminded her of the main antagonist of the movie "Terminator 2". Well, the first thing her pre-conceived mindset did was it deduced this thing as a real "T-1000", therefore the only thing she could do was to runaway as there is no T-800 around to save her ass. And run she did without looking back, sprinting quickly to the double doors of the gym but as soon as she grabs the door knob, it won't turn for some unknown fucked up reason.

"Come on!" Areum yelled like John Connor when he was starting up the engines of his enduro bike from the movie, unfortunately for Areum however the way for an escape wasn't provided to her and she is quickly perspiring and breathing heavily. Her flight response is kicking rapidly and her mind thought of another way of attempting an escape. Areum looked to the barbell rack just a few meters behind her and ran for it, taking with her a steel rod without plates. Without wasting a moment she jabs the door knob to forcefully break it, but then again, it won't budge no matter how strong she strikes it! The metal blob thing is about to take form and she is still trapped. with no other way left, Areum took a defensive posture, holding tightly to the steel bar she had on her hands and breathing heavily as she faces a certain termination scenario...... But is it really?

The girl runs for the door back out of the gymnasium, but it automatically locks when the burglar alarm is tripped in order to trap thieves - pulling the wires of the alarm is also easily accomplished, leaving only the useful locking mechanism. With his prey trapped, Marlin coils his mass up as she strikes the door with one of the weight rods, fruitlessly. By the time she's whipped around to face him, he's already in motion, disdaining the pre-fight banter so many of the other monsters seem to indulge in as he lunges for the girl's right side, just past her; the silvery gelatin smoothly propels itself through the air at stunning speeds, without the characteristic whistle of displaced air, just swimming through space in eerie silence.

His tail end snags a discarded weight, a 20 pound disc that he drags behind him and whip cracks at her pole in an attempt to shatter it. The centrifugal force throws him in a spiral, and he flattens out with the force of it, like water in a bucket being forced against the bottom by being swung in a circle. His other end, opposite the disc, comes around immediately after and tries to flick silver droplets in Areum's face and hair, which he could use to trap and slow her down with.

Meanwhile, the sub-unit starts ventilating moisture from the surrounding air and the girl's swaeat, processing it into a warm, tight spray of water that works its way around her labia, stimulating the genital tissue in preparation for his later intrusions.

The spinning movement was so fast that Areum almost did not caught its launch to her, she only had a little more than an eye blink moment to use the steel rod as a blocking shield. The rod broke into two as the liquid metal thing shattered it with the use of a 20lb weight disc that was improvised as a forceful spinning disc weapon like bolas. Areum almost fell to her back upon the shattering of her weapon. Quickly, she distanced herself as soon as she discarded the broken rod, but in panic she could not get up properly and pathetically crawls away on her back when she took sprinkles of liquid metal sprayed on her face some of which had managed to land on her face while some stick on her her unknowingly. She brushed her face with her hand not minding if she really swiped off the metal on her face.

As of the moment, Areum is sweating all over her body profusely due to fear and the fact that she has no weapon to find in her current position, thanks to her fleeing to the opposite direction where there are no objects she could use as weapons. The barbel rack is just close to where the liquid metal blob landed so rushing for it is a suicide.

So without any choice left she got up as her adrenaline kicks in full panic, readying herself for a fight even though it really looked futile. Areum's breathing gradually becomes heavier as she feels strangely more warmer on her lower regions as if something hot is building on her crotch, it felt like she is about to pee due to intense nervousness. She did not bother it however as her mind is completely fixated on the immediate threat in front of her and besides the fact that she is already sweating a lot. All she could think off right now is how to escape, but with no way out, fighting for a last stand is the only option and with it, Areum assumes a fighting stance.

The girl scrambles away and tries to take up a fighting stance, but the damage is done - she didn't remove the sprinkles of his own membrane he'd left splattered across her face, and that was a death sentence for her resistance. Those sprinkles begin to migrate together and form a smooth, gelid band that will eventually cover her eyes and blind her. It'll take all of the fluid he left splattered across her face, though, and she's got about a minute before it all congeals together.

Marlin's not inclined to give her that time though. He's an alpha strike predator; the longer a fight goes, the more exposed and frustrated he feels. Even being on ground level is anathema to his skyborne nature, and thus he takes aloft again. The slime swims up through the air as easily as water and then launches itself at Areum once more.

She's athletic enough to deal actual damage to him if she catches Marlin, but speed and maneuverability are on his side; he aims straight for the schoolgirl, like he's going to ram her straight on, and then his mass divides just outside of her reach and splits into two silvery streams that flow to either side of her, like a diverted river. Strands of slime are suspended between the two flows to gum up and web her, and the slime recombines behind her with shocking fluidity, then spurts a silver thread at her closest leg and flies straight up, trying to yank it out from beneath her like a snare trap. If he manages to do so, it will also leave a thick coat of slime on her that will bind to the floor the next time it touches down, immobilizing his target even more.

He doesn't fight fair, but Marlin does this to survive. He has no compunctions and no shame.

Areum made a mistake of thinking that the liquid metal would approach her by crawling on the ground, well it seems she still haven't learned earlier that this thing attacked her by propelling itself in the air. But what choice does she have? Whether this thing moved by land or air almost certainly makes no difference since she has no effective weapon to even at least cause temporal hindrance to its advances. Meanwhile the sprinkled particles worked their way across her face, Areum ignored it and mistook it for being sweat dripping all over her face. Fear and panic seems to have a nasty way of making someone lose concentration and it pretty much worked to Areum's detriment.

When the liquid metal propelled itself again in mid air, Areum only had a very brief moment to put up a counter, being good at kicking, she did her best roundhouse kick to swat aside the massive projectile but before her foot could hit the object it quickly split into two with interlaced strands that seemed to be remnants that weren't detached in time, these webs acted like a fish net that meant to ensnare her.



At first Areum was able to fend off the strands accidentally with her kick that was suppose to hit the liquid metal's main body, but since it split into two however, she did not saw the body combined behind her and Areum suddenly felt something very gooey splattered on her left foot completely coating it. Before she could react to it, the goo was yanked up causing Areum to trip off from her stance and she fell hard to the floor.

The hard landing cause Areum to groan in pain as her face and chest clearly hit the floor, making her disoriented even more on top of her panicking state. The fall was strong enough to cause her to lose strength, Areum's remaining energy only had enough to get her crawling slowly away. Of course its easy for her to get locked down at this state.

Opportunity presents itself, and Marlin strikes quickly - he blasts forward and splatters all over the downed girl's back, tendrils of silver sliding down her limbs in a race to form solid silver bands around her elbows and knees. The slick surface of the gel is cool and elastic, but wherever it touches the surface of the floor it binds into the surface of the mat; she'll have to rip chunks of it out to get away from such a grip, and without leverage that's a daunting task. Either way, the bands start to widen into thick slime-manacles over her arms and legs, as Marlin looks to distract the schoolgirl with other tools at his disposal.

One tendril of his membrane glides down Areum's muscled back, into her jogging pants, and connects with the sub unit again, adding to its mass and strength. With more gel at its disposal, the inner face of the gel begins to buzz again, noticeable bumps forming beneath the outer layer and pressing against the girl's outer lips. Frictionless and wet from the lubrication of the spray he'd applied earlier, these bumps spin against her sensitive pussy, applying constant and relentless stimulation, like padded silk over a humming engine. It's an unearthly sensation.

He still doesn't speak, though the hunt is nearly done. Once she's secured he can relax - but for now, he must be totally focused on the capture. He needs to feed too much to play with his food right now.

Before she could even get her bearings together, Areum was quickly pinned down on the mat. The liquid metal mass pummeled down on her using its weight to keep her down, it felt slimy but seemingly dry at the same time. Anyway, all of her four limbs were quickly coiled with silvery tendrils extending from the main liquid mass. It finally render her escape completely impossible, though Areum is still resisting with the last ounce of her strength as she flails her limbs frantically and writhes her body like a fish caught in a net. It was all futile as the tentacles attached to her arms and legs made contact with the floor and finally dries up like a cement, completely locking her limbs to the mat similar to an epoxy glue. The adhesive strength of the tendrils is just too strong for Areum to pull out her arms away from it.

Meanwhile the liquid metal droplets that were sprayed on her face earlier finally fused together on both of her eyes, rendering her blind. Areum screamed for help, thinking that she just become blind for real.

While screaming she felt something snaked within the rear of her capri leggings. "NOOOOO!!!!" Areum screamed at the top of her lungs in hopes that someone might hear her cry for help. She already knew that she is going to get rape at this situation, but still Areum remains tenacious to the last, squirming her butt to dissuade the sliding tentacle moving within the valley of her butt even though it was fruitless.

Areum felt the sliding stopped at her very crotch, but she is totally not ready for whats coming next. Despite panicking, she anticipates getting penetrated immediately but no, she felt something vibrating and lots of swirling at the very surface of her womanhood, in just a couple of seconds Areum moans heavily caused by this never felt before sensation. Its far better than the conventional vibrators on the market. Its buttons all felt like numerous little fingers poking and swirling at the soft skin of her sexual organ. Not only moaning, Areums starts to squirm more and more wildly from this over stimulating activity, her clitoris wasn't spared as a number of buttons were whirling close to its proximity that it finally grows erect and came out of its hood as if begging more attention.

~*~

With the girl sealed in place, Marlin heaves an audible sigh, his first noise of their encounter - more a cool, humid breath that whistles against Areum's clothes as he starts to peel them off her petite body. A psuedopod slinks under the back of her tank top and unlatches her bra, whisking that away, as the weight of the slime atop her back slides her shirt up and over her shoulders to be absorbed into the manacles at her elbows, adding additional binding to tangle her up. Unsupported now, her breasts drop down, hanging freely, and he cups them in a layer of gel that seals over the sensitive skin with a quiet sucking sound.

"BE QUIET," Marlin irritably commands. His voice is a watery boom, like an underwater rumble or a submarine's engine, somewhere in the deep distance. "YOU'LL SURVIVE THIS."

He never understands just why these squeaking primates always complain so much about a process of predation that not only doesn't kill them, but is manifestly pleasurable. It's probably a hardwired panic response.

At the same time he reels down the schoolgirl's pants in the same manner, leaving her bare-assed and him with much better access to what he needs. With a momentary thought the layer of gel cushioning her pussy presses up and flattens out - this has the side effect of spreading her lower lips wide, allowing him better access, and also increases the surface area of the labia he has access to. Those humming nodules now roam up and down the length of her sex, swirling and rubbing, and a trio of them encircle and grind, frictionless, against her clit, forming a faint sensation of suction that draws it further out from under its fleshy hood, baring it for his use.

While her squirming is getting more and more feverish as a sign of her resistance dwindling, Areum gasps and pants when she felt an icy cold air blew directly on her back. But suddenly she writhes wildly again as the liquid metal starts stripping her skimpy sports clothing starting with her bra then her tank top getting pushed up then ripped into tattered straps that were improvised in locking her arms even more. At the same time she felt something gulping up her whole breasts as if a big slimy mouth swallowed both of her fluffy round medium sized breasts. In panic, she wiggled her torso in an attempt to free her dangling breasts but that too was unsuccessful. The sucking just keeps going on despite her breasts protesting within the gel suction cups.

In an instant however, Areum quickly shuts up like a scared child being disciplined when she hears for the first time her intruder's voice. Still, however it did not calm Areum nor it gave her a feeling of relief despite being told that she'll survive this ordeal.

Soft mewls uttered out of her mouth as she feels both her capri leggings and panties being pulled down, thus her ass was finally showcased to the liquid metal like a fine booty to loot for his own pleasure, its still squirming even as it were naked. She is begging for this liquid metal thing for mercy, "P-please.....S-stop."

In a brief moment, Areum felt the "vibration" of the buttons going on her crotch quickly stop, but then she feels the metal tendril "thinned" out and shifted to form like a pad similar to panty liners but much thinner. Areum is no stranger to this feeling as she herself wear sanitary napkins during school time, though in the case of the liquid metal it felt very attached as if its like a packaging tape.

With its adhesive shifting, Areum's vaginal lips were also parted, prying open the tight vulva in the process. So in short, the flat metal pad worked like a makeshift vaginal speculum

Then something more stimulating surprised Areum as the buttons came up again but this time they start to move up and down the whole fatty fissure of her womanhood, not only that, her clit was given more
attention as three nodes began teasing her clit even further to force it out from its hood completely.

It did not take long before Areum started moaning and panting heavily as the sexual stimulation sends her quivering. Her legs are now shuddering while her chest is heaving much faster.

For the last time, Areum begs for the liquid metal to cease molesting her, "Aah! Aah! Please! Let me go! If you want money I can pay you, just let me go."

"MONEY IS USELESS," Marlin replies, irritated. "I'D JUST SPEND IT TO GET SOME OTHER WOMAN. THIS IS FASTER."

He doesn't feel like advertising his need to scan brainwaves in order to maintain his own cognitive function. It is a weakness rather than a choice, but he happens to blend in well with the hordes of other hobbyist rapists at Shokushu. It's entirely true that the brainwave patterns max out and are much easier and better to map during climax, and that during his stay at Shokushu, he's developed an appreciation of the female form he didn't have before - but he does this to avoid brain death, and that remains his motivating factor. The less the students and monsters know, the less they're inclined to take advantage of him for it.

Instead, he grips both of her asscheeks and spreads them apart, appreciating the taut musculature that gives it such firmness, and then starts preparing her for entry - a thread of cool silver fluid sneaks its way up to her puckered anus and then slips through however it attempts to clench - and then begins to rotate, each revolution adding another hairsbreadth to the thickness of the glittering line. With an entry to her bowels he can replace her fluids as needed, and secret new ones directly into her bloodstream to aid with analysis.

That's enough for the moment though - if he panics the girl too much, she could very well have a heart attack, which would be difficult to explain to the faculty. Instead he just lets the vibrating pad within Areum's sex work its magic, those thick, frictionless bumps smoothing ceaselessly over sensitive tissue and buzzing against them. Wet glops of slime roll down her smooth thighs and adhere to them, somewhere between wet kisses and suction strong enough to make her skin redden.