"Actually, I'm more surprised that you're not freaking out." the tentacle monster admits as it brushes a pair of leather tips against her erect nipples, sending a teasing surge of pleasure through her chest.

"Look there - she signed the contract herself." the stony thing, it's finger-like protrusions pick out the words floating on the projected image. "I'm thinking she's a professional... right?" It had no eyes to speak of, but it appeared to track her motions precisely. Sonar? Radar? The way those deft, worm-like lengths explored and coiled around her, the delicate touch working easily by her nethers. When she was easily lifted into the air, the nature of the gaunt humanoid became clear - her enhanced eyesight picked out this detail; he wasn't using any kind of muscles. And yet, he lifted her clear off the floor, guiding her to one of the the translucent tables in the meeting room.

"Humans who sell themselves, huh." the almost-desiccated humanoid nods, more to himself than at her as he drags a tough, leathery finger across her clit, his mouth opening to reveal several worm-like tongues rolling out, dripping a whitish-blue fluid onto her thighs. "I wish I had the time to attend such an auction..."

“So you've all worked out where you want to go? Or am I to choose?” Daphnee had finally questioned them.

"Yeah, we've decided." the tentacle monster responded to her query. For a moment, he too - appeared to float in the air, before he swung casually from the ceiling as he loomed over her. The humanoid creature shrugs off its cloak to reveal a disturbingly thin body that looked like it would collapse under its own weight at any moment. He slowly pantomimes the act of walking as he approaches, his throbbing cock stiffening up as he runs his fingers across her stomach as the tip of his cock caresses her slick pussy.

"I'll be over here, then..." the rocky thing continued to shamble around the table, stopping as she(?) looked down at Daphnee before the worm-like lengths continued to caress and massage her neck and back. When all three had made themselves comfortable, the gaunt 'mayor' began to press the tip into her depths. Shock worked through his tip as her eager, powerful lips engulfed his clearly sensitive tip, a low moan of delight bubbling up from the psychic as his control wavered - but only for a brief second before his hands gripped her thighs.

“I've long since been broken in,” she explains with a soft smile. “Who has the time to train up slaves from scratch?”

Daphnee knew there were beings that enjoyed that sort of thing. Seeing that she ran across a fair share of sadistic aliens in her past. But she was also told twice now at how busy people were, from her own Master and now the trio being pressed for time. So she took a calculated guess that training up a slave could be tiresome.

She wasn't surprised when she found herself lifted in the air and moved to the table. It coming out of the blue surprised her only for a few seconds, she had already reasoned that the mayor possessed telekinetic powers so her mind made sense of things quickly.

What was more surprising was the mouth of tendrils that she witnessed. She couldn't even imagine how she would deal with them envisioning her tongue entwined with them. There were too many to focus on at once. She imagined that she could still pleasure them but would do better if there was just one to focus on.

Her clit quivers at that touch, her leg reflexively spasms when that fluid splashes it. Tentacle fingers caress her neck and shoulders further fueling the fires within her.

“Well to be honest I'm not sure how many humans get to sell themselves but if you ask me it beats the alternative.” Being a part time slave was better in her opinion. A bad situation was temporary and of course there were the shows to prepare for so she wasn't actually gallivanting around the galaxy. However, a slave stuck with a cruel Master had little to look forward to. Being sold or traded to someone else once they were broken? By then did they even desire freedom?

True, plenty of humans sold themselves to other humans for sex. But Daphnee was unaware of how many had the opportunity to do this? Perhaps she did have a Master that took care of the auctions and gave her semblance of freedom when in actuality her cage was just prettier than other slaves. Her mind didn't linger on it for long. Distracted by the present that particular detail wasn't relevant yet.

She reached out towards the tentacle monster caressing it even as she had been caressed in turn. “OH! Fuck that feels good!”

The barest insertion of that dick felt wonderful. The pain was dwarfed by her need, that desire that had been there for a while now had felt that satisfaction and all but ignored that pain as her passage was opened up to the mayor. She fought the urge to clamp down over that wonderful length wanting to gobble it up completely.

His surprise at that feel caused her to keep this in reserve in hopes of distracting him later on. “I want more of your cock.” Half sitting up she stretches out as best as she could, her mouth opening wide in a silent hint. However was slowest would have to content with her ass as far as she knew.

“I've long since been broken in,” she explains with a soft smile. “Who has the time to train up slaves from scratch?”

"True, starting something from scratch does takes a long time." the tentacle monster admits as he continues to grope her chest, while eagerly feeling up her rear. "But I've heard that there are humans who do that. Y'know, just step up to veteran masters and ask to be trained. I don't really know if it's true or not - but that's kinda hot, isn't it?"

Despite his shabby, outward appearance- his technique is exquisite; smoothly gyrating his hips with each slow thrust as he let her get used to his twitching length. His careful motions seeming to make sure to press the nodules and flare against those special spots inside her that sends powerful waves of pleasure through her nethers as the wrinkly, hot shaft continues to slide into her crushingly tight depths. Watching her reaction, the mayor then leans in close to 'bite' on her tit as the tentacle monster latched onto her other breast - deliberately dragging the nodule-lined sides through, and across her spots with each pass, depositing a fresh layer of precum inside her with each short pass.

The tentacle prodding her ass had an easier time of it - using the slick drippings of her pussy to lubricate the tip before it slowly pressed into her rear, the velvety head trying to pushing apart her sphincter as it began to eagerly joust against her. Meanwhile, the rocky, almost boulder-like creature finally opened up fully, groping her tits as they continued to press a fleshy mound up against her lips.

Daphnee considered. These humans may have been students at Shokushu or similar places. Trained up or use to encountering guests. She couldn't speak to other students about her encounters due to a curse Therion placed on her. Daphnee could listen, however. It was rare that she had heard anything but humans being so varied there had to be some that cope with their situation by becoming the toy of a particular being that they so happened to catch the eye of.

She herself had a human Mistress and Slimer took a mentor role. “I can only imagine. EHH!!!” A particular thrust captured her attention. Her legs entwining around the gaunt male, her heels attempting to draw him down deeper into her confines. Attempting to lock him in place.

Smooth tentacles worked over her skin. Her breasts were fought over. One smooth tentacle wrapped around one while the mayor took another. The two sensations were totally different. One felt like so many serpents had engulfed it.

Her hands went to the table as she arced up. Her legs serving to lift her lower body up so that tentacle had easier access to her back door.

The admiral added to the furor that stormed over her chest. She? Opened up and her enhanced vision allowed for her to see seems in the stone where these smaller tentacles pressed through. Flaps of stony flesh concealed them and had been impossible for her to see until they were used.

One made it's way to her lips which opened for it. Taking in that tentacle she pressed her lips hard around it. Her tongue flicked against it as she attempted to slurp it in like spaghetti. Try as she might she couldn't hold back. Intending to surprise the mayor at a later point her tunnel convulsed and constricted that member as she came. Moaning out against the tentacle which only urged her on.

“BEEPER!!” The muffled word unclear and obviously the wrong one but it was close enough considering that her mouth was full at the moment.

"Goohhh!" the unnaturally thin humanoid's eyes bulge out slightly as her nethers toy with his shaft, drawing it deeper with her motions. Its rough, wrinkly skin now slathered with a combination of his precum and her juices slid through her with relative ease as he thrust deeper into her.

Her mauled word finally cracked the ice and helped the trio truly relax, no longer carefully looking back at the vortex that was looming at the desk. It was then that the tentacle monster began to open up, reminding her of an obscene flower as it slid out a 'central' shaft - a thick monstrous central tentacle as thick as her upper arm, tipped with a fleshy, flared head wriggling with smaller tendrils. It emerged from a slit in its midsection, growing longer than her torso as it brushes up against her sides, eagerly exploring her body as she arched her back.

As this gigantic cock finally found a place - between her breasts, the rocklike admiral's 'fingers' continued to grope and play with her tits while the gaunt figure eventually let go of her breast, adjusting his body forward to eagerly lick her neck with that mass of wormlike tongues before he gently grasped her chin. In response, the tentacle cock in her mouth pulled back to let him kiss her flush on the lips, sending those quivering tongues into her insides as he began to thrust hard into her. For a moment, he held her like this - the unnatural telekinetic forces the only thing he was capable of exerting, it seemed - before he pulled back and let the tentacle monster eagerly slide a fresh shaft into her waiting throat.

Teeth flashed as the rocky mouth opened, lightly caressing her bosom with those razor-sharp tips as the three aliens began to fuck her eagerly. The nearly skeletal figure managing to thrust into her hard, giving her just what she wanted. The tentacle monster eagerly fucking her throat and tits, while the admiral continued to suck on her nipples while fingering her tight rear. A few seconds in, they settled into a synchronized fucking that aimed to satisfy her fully. That was when the 'finger' probing her ass, having had the chance to get a proper coating of lubricant from the dripping of her snatch, began to wriggle into her crushingly-tight depths...

THAT THING IS HUGE! Alarmed by the duke's sheer size. With those alternations there was just no way she could take something so thick. Other smaller tendrils broke off of it too. Even if she could get that inside her there was no way it wouldn't split her in half.

She eyed that mass even as pleasure continued to fill her. Thrust after thrust with that twisted gnarled cock. The trio's actions snyched up. First her neck felt those sweeping tendrils or worms against it, then her tongue felt them as they pressed into her mouth.

That large cock settled on her chest rubbing back and forth against it. Between the two that were pushed around it by the admiral's tendrils. All three were working together towards a common goal. They were no longer battling over her breasts but working together.

Daphnee's chest felt that increase in heat. Her nipples ached with each pulse of her heart. Her skin caressed by the passage of that large cock and those tendrils. Daphnee felt as if there was little she could do but maintain her arch. All seemed pleased and she did what she could as she moaned out.

Pleased with the performance thus far her back door teased by a finger now. Before long she felt her own moisture being rubbed against her. Her palms pressed down against the table as hard as they would though her elbows buckled with each of those thrusts she received. If not for the admiral's hand slapping against her rear she again and again she would have been pressed back into the table. Instead that hand bounced her back up only for the act to repeat itself.

Using her tongue she fought a losing a battle against the multiple worm like protrusions in her mouth. Still it tried to wriggle this way and that. More under her control were those muscles that clenched to that cock rippling over it from tip to base then in reverse rather than completely pressing in on that thickness.

“Mmmph! AHHH!”

A finger pressed into her ass. There was that same texture that she felt with the admiral's chest. Harder then flesh with a stone-like feel but not as hard as a rock itself.

It had been second nature to have an audience. Daphnee didn't hold back and had hoped to draw the three into this performance. With so much stimulation effecting her Daphnee came once more but rather than slacking she got her second wind, third then fourth. Some how she continued on, her legs pulling her up into those thrusts even as her orgasms built up, released then built up again she threw herself into the task at hand.

After a brief, uncomfortable moment, the finger in her ass seemed to peel out of its gritty skin, sliding a soft, warm... something into her ass. The way it moved inside her felt incomprehensible even to her enhanced senses - seeming to move this way and that in a way that kept her on her toes, further adding to her pleasure.

Letting her bask in the pleasure of the three-way fucking, the two creatures looming over her switched breasts, the haggard monster eagerly fucking her cunt pulling back his head to let out a deep groan of pleasure as her powerful muscles milked his shaft eagerly. A smaller set of tentacles latched onto her nipple before his rival could return to sucking on it. For a moment, this reckless attacker stood still, before eagerly tugging on her throbbing nipples.

Her orgasms rushed through her body, but whenever she slacked - she found those tentacles waiting to support her, the softly vibrating flesh of these lengths feeling quite pleasurable to rest upon during her short moments of rest. Sensing how eager she was, the trio fucking her continued to slowly pick up the pace. The touch of their fingers felt pleasurable - carefully metered touches to draw out small swirls of pleasure from her to join with the raw pleasure she was getting from getting throatfucked, titfucked and reamed in her pussy with the large cock of the lanky humanoid monster.

"Almost...." the tall, gaunt figure eagerly fucking her cunt gasped out. "Almost there...."

The finger inside her ass felt weird at first. Her senses struggled to comprehend what was happening at first as that digit shifted and something wiggled inside her. It whipped back and forth and at first she thought it fired a load into her. That wasn't right, no she felt length, felt something more solid almost like jello. It caused her sphincter to close against it. Daphnee moaned out against the tentacle in her throat as discomfort transferred to pleasure.

The gaunt figures tendrils left her breast only for small tentacles it grasp her nipple tugging it and twisting over the nub at the same time. It felt as if her nipple became a cow's udder as it was pulled and stretched time and time again.

The large twisted cock inside her paused too. Daphnee used what strength she could muster to call him back, to get him deeper. Yet despite his appearance to the contrary he was stronger than she was. All three were on the same page too. Her skin had been heated by that massive cock that traveled between her breasts. An ache continued to build inside her with all those augmentations.

All three worked her over nice and slow. Their pace increased steadily building up her own arousal. All she could do was plead with her eyes. Whether they “listened” to her or not as they continued she didn't know. Perhaps they had decided to give her a little bit more in small increments causing her to come undone. Her muscles clenched, she cried out only for tentacles to grip her tighter and not allowing her to fall back on the table. Instead the trio pushed her beyond her release.

She needed more. Wanted more. Then an idea hit her. If the mayor was telepathic then she might not need her mouth. She supposed that he might have only projected thoughts and not read them but from what she gathered about him altering minds he might have been able to conduct two way communication. Chastised earlier he might not be listening to her thoughts but she projected them nevertheless.

That's it! Fill me! I want your cum! Oh yes! Give it to me!

Perhaps her thoughts had reached him. Or perhaps it was the powerful, crushing motion that her powerful vaginal muscles constricting that quivering cock driven to her depths that punctuated her mental cry. Maybe it was both, she had no way to know - but with a grunt of pain and pleasure, the gaunt figure reared his head back and let out a low, pleasure-tinged moan as the thing embedded inside her nethers twitched once, before a fresh torrent of warm cum spewed into her depths. The moist wave was quite a surprise, coming from a figure as seemingly desiccated as him.

"You came too quick." the tentacle monster complained as the mayor staggered back after a second torrent of cum packed her womb fresh with warm seed that caused her cervix to lock up, keeping the quivering fluids trapped inside her.

"Well, if you tried her cunt out, you'd see why you'd lose control, too." the mayor stood up - getting into a staring match with the tentacle monster, slightly floating up again as his ragged breathing steadied as he clutched his hand over his chest, heaving for breath as he watched her packed womb with a measure of pride.

"Now I'm curious to see how it's like..." the baron muttered, shifting forwards to seemingly look at her well-worked nethers for a moment before the large tentacle cock brushes up against the lips, moving almost as if it was an independent creature. The folded lines of supple skin on this length was a welcome change of pace from the mayor's rough, crinkly cock - still, despite her own lust-tinged haze, she was quite aware of its size.

The tip seems to ripple and purr as it touches her nethers, the smaller lengths adorning the 'crown' of this gargantuan length giving her pussylips a tender, much-needed massage as it loomed over her crotch. Another, similar length emerged from the tentacle monster's body, nestling itself between her breasts. This one had a bulbous tip with a set of ducts that she correctly deduced was enclosures to smaller, more dextrous segmented tentacles that emerged as her breasts were squeezed together by the stony monster looming over her.

“AHHMPH!!!” That explosion within her folds caused stars to dance before her vision. The feelings that hit her with those augmentations had been intense. Fluids crashed through her while muscles locked down on them.

That gnarled member pulled free of her. Her tight grip on it couldn't manage to keep it trapped as it slowly worked it's way out with a struggle. At first she believed she was being chastised for cumming so quickly before she realized that the comment had been directed at the mayor.

That cum felt like cement inside her. Her muscles had been so transformed that they collected that liquid in one solid mass holding it tightly compacted within her. Some of it she could feel moving within her as she shifted, breathed and was touched. Daphnee couldn't hold all of it locked inside her channel.

That large tentacle drifted down her chest in a slow caress before aligning with her. Another equally large tentacle replaced it between her breasts that had been folded around it. She could see just where other smaller tentacles could extend from the larger one even as small ones traced against her labia. There was the occasional contact with her stiff clit.

Daphnee looked down, green eyes wide seeing that looming member. It had to as thick as her leg! And with her body wound so tightly there was no doubt the damage that it would do.

The admiral lifted her up higher as her ass dropped back against that palm. That finger spearing into her before that stony palm swatted her up into the air allowing her return through gravity. Other tentacles from the admiral worked over her breasts as they folded around the cock that slid between them.

She twitched and shuddered shuffling from side to side with her hips almost as if to get away from that beast. This only caused that blistering heat to rise further as the smaller tentacles played against her. She braced herself for what was to come though her body was far from relaxed still clenching around the fluid within her which only made her feel full already though any insertion within her would pop that bubble and cause that cum to be released if she wasn't sealed up completely. Judging by the size of that, that THING, there was no way it wouldn't serve as a plug.

"You're pretty excited, aren't ya." the tentacle monster leans down on her while he continues to grope her breasts. "Well, your wait's over. Enjoy... and try not to lose yourself. There's one more that wants to give you a wild time, see?"

And with that, the flared head of the behemoth shifts, as if focusing on her drooling snatch for a bit, the tough skin of the thing rippling with delight as that delicate massage finally ends... and it begins to slowly work its length inside her dripping pussy, sending an instant overload of sexual pleasure careening through her head. It was big - incredibly so. So girthy that it pushed her cunt into a perfect circular shape, the pressure of its intrusion parting the soft curtains of her hood, revealing her throbbing clit to the monster that was pushing her body to the limit. Powerful jolts of pleasure ricocheted through her as the monstrous thing began to push into her. She had screwed her eyes shut in anticipation of the agony that was to follow - but as the seconds drew out, her breath bubbled up at last as she shot a glance downwards.

It had worked a few inches into her, her insides quivering at the sheer mass of what was twitching and wriggling in her cunt. If there was any pain, it had been buried under a hurricane of pleasure that lashed against her mind. As her cervix opened up in anticipation, it spattered that seed that had been fired into her womb, lubricating it even more, allowing it to move in deeper into her. The slow, jerky motions slowly shift into a slower, smoother draw as it begins to fuck her filled-up cunt, the smaller tentacles emerging from its sides giving her insides a much-needed massage as they were drawn across her sensitive spots. What was there was almost as intense as the pain she had expected - the massive surge of pleasure causing her to thrash in the grip of the two monsters that now held her down. As her senses cleared the first penetration, she felt the folds shifting inwards to pleasure her body as the arm-sized tentacle began to fuck her properly...

She thought to delay this. If there was another then clearly she'd be ruined for the third. Not only was her mouth being stuffed at the time she could make no such case. Being the noble he clearly out ranked the others anyway.

SHIT!

She mentally screamed. It was like the saurian. Getting that log inside her slammed into her. It hurt and she felt like she was being torn apart. She stiffened with the two holding her down. Her eyes had teared up and though she didn't have the actual experience this had to be what giving birth was like in reverse.

Like the stage once it was inside there was an euphoric feeling. She radiated pleasure. Her scream choked off by the appendage in her throat. She collapsed back like she was slugged in the stomach forcing the two to work a bit harder in lifting her up. The finger in her ass didn't allow her to fall all the way down to the table before her ass was smacked back up.

That only made it worse. The thing was barely within her and as it passed her lips that region experienced the pain that that insertion brought. Once it had been within her that pain was dwarfed by the rippling waves of pleasure that burst from the center of her body.

Hands bunched into fists. Daphnee tried to focus. Her stomach stretched out and expanded with that member inside her. That cum that she had been clinging onto was pressed even deeper as she lost her hold on it. Tentacles extended from that length too licking the insides of her.

Once he had been inside things felt better. Her mind swimming against the surge of pleasure that coursed through her. She didn't so much as get use to it, there was little time for that before the first thrust pressed into her. It was more feeling the pleasure now was by far greater. During the day one hardly noticed the light emitting from a flashlight. So while that pain remained she didn't feel it and when she had it was from being jarred too much on the way in.

Daphnee pressed her eyes shut. Processing what was going on mentally it took her awhile to respond. First she had to process everything then clear her head. Had it continued to hurt there wouldn't have been a reason for her to try to seal herself around that member. He probably didn't feel her efforts being so big.

Her heart beat quickened. That glow given way to her own desires as she pressed around him, squeezed and convulsed as she wriggled on that table. Finally bridging up her back as she lifted those hips. Her own orgasm striking her unable to hold back against this gratifying buzz.

The mass of tentacles lowers itself down on her face while the large member slowly continues to move back and forth, the motions eventually burying her pain under a storm of pleasure as her pussy shifted to guide the intruder inside her. The shudders of her flesh caused him to respond with an eager grunt as he set into a slow rhythm at first.

"You're so amazing, girl." he groans as the tip gets another liquid bounty from her womb, further lubricating the thing as it slowly sped up.

"See? That's what I tried to warn you about." the mayor sits down, wincing as he slowly rubs his deflated tool. "She's pretty good."

"Didn't think she'd be able to take my length, yeah..." the tentacle monster nodded as he shifted his attention back to her. "And she's doing a pretty good job working down there. I can feel her pussy trying to tug me deeper in..."

"Don't break her, though..." the admiral warned him.

"Yeah, I'll be careful."

Smaller tentacles, each with a bony tip - rushed up her ribs to tease her breasts from below. The smooth, hard tips eagerly brushed up against her erect nipples as the 'finger' in her ass was withdrawn. A few moments later, a segmented, tubular thing that throbbed with warmth was pressed against her rear. Her body instinctively takes in this smooth intruder as the admiral groans in delight as the tip slides into her with almost no resistance before her sphincter begins to service the ridges on the thing.

That's when the tentacle inside her mouth twitches, the sole warning it gives out before it ejaculates into her throat. Giving her room to swallow the load, it slides out of her mouth to let her take in mouthfuls of the oxygen-rich air in the chamber...

The finger in her ass retracts. Her ass settles down to the table top for now. The dueling motions not as jarring so Daphnee only feels the occasional bout of discomfort on the exterior of her body as that enormous mass presses into her. The pace slow. Just like getting into hot or cold water little by little one could ease into it.

The joy her body feels clouds her mind. She finds herself reacting to the tentacle. Her temperature must have been boiling feeling that member inside her filling her even as her face is covered in a sea of smaller tentacles.

Her eyes remain closed with them wriggling all about. The tentacle in her mouth presses deep causing her throat to bulge at it's passing. Down below that tentacle increases the pace gradually which she is grateful for. She can't imagine why she wasn't being torn up from the inside or why it felt so good. It defied logic.

Was there something from the other day still effecting her? Something else she might not have known? It could have been as simple as the mayor doing something to her head for all she knew flooding the pleasure centers of her brain. Or was it something that the noble did?

There were too many things to consider. Distracted by bony protrusions dancing along her skin she is aware that they are sharp and could easily pierce her flesh. Instead they manipulate her breasts. The tentacle in her throat throbs causing her to suck even harder.

It was a straw and she was trying to suck up a thick milkshake. It wasn't long after that the taste of cum flooded her senses. A thick stream filled her throat, washed down to her stomach then rebounded back up before she swallowed it back down. Her belly couldn't get any larger given the size it swelled to with the press of that member.

The tentacles around her face retracted allowing her to take in the rich oxygenated air easier. Her body lifted up. Her back feeling the fleshy stone behind her while her ass accepted something within her.

At first she had been lost to what it was. It was far more flexible than a cock, more like a living serpent or tentacle. Nor was it much wider than a finger. Considering what was already inside her if it were any larger it would have been impossible to take.

As it was she felt it moving against the tentacle inside her. It felt as if both holes were actually the same one with how attuned she was.

“OH GAWD! OH GAWD! OH GAWD!”

She cried out the mantra feeling both massage her insides. She could feel a buzzing warmth. Muscles clenched against the pair, her body shivering as the heat in the center of her body burst like a super nova. Her own orgasm slamming into her and washing over the pair that continued to feast on her body.

The thing seemed to vibrate, purring in pleasure as her powerful muscles massaged the tip of the intruder that was worming its way into her rear. The 'skin' of this thing felt smooth and warm, slick with a combination of her juices and the oily substance dribbling down its side as it worked its way inside her ass in a slow, relaxing pace compared to the eager behemoth 'cock' inside her cunt that dove in so deep into her that her cervix twitched again, lubricating the thing as it began to draw out.

"Ghaaa! Maybe I should be more worried about her breaking me!" the tentacle monster gasped out in response as her body roughly milked the tremendous intruder as it reared back to fuck her again. He doesn't hold back on pleasuring her, however - the stiff cock attempting to resist her instinctive massage as he thrust it into her cunt, settling on an eager pace. As if waiting for the tentacle to get used to her tight hole, the thing in her ass restarted its journey, moving slowly as it moved into her as her sphincter was spread by a gelatinous sphere, then another, then another... as it continued their journey into her rear. The tentacle in her ass reminded her of a set of anal beads crawling into her depths...

The bone-tipped tentacles caress and grope her tits with the expert care of a surgeon, guiding and teasing her nipples to erection before folding back to make way for a pair of sucker-tipped tentacles zero in on her nipples and latches onto them, the soft rims of these suckers vibrating slightly to pleasure her tits directly. They move in slow, graceful motions as they softly tug on her breasts in turn before the swarm of tentacles below her rise back up, slowly squeezing her tits as a pair of leather tentacles offer themselves to her hands.

"More..." the admiral below her moaned.