“Hmmm….a pretty girl? Should the opinion about pretty or not, not be mine?” he asked, the blouse finally integrated into his body. It was not so that he couldn’t recreate what he took into his body, but she didn’t know that. He may rape her, take from her body what he wanted, but he was not cruel, wouldn’t leave her without clothes…well, maybe.
“I think you are pretty and more so I think that you hide that body of yours under all that clothing.” Two other tentacles, under her shorts, same procedure as her skirt, ripping the material at the sides, the cloth dropping silently to the floor.
“And who says that you are not having a sharp mind? After all you are the first girl I have met that tried to talk her way out of things and saw the futility of screaming.”

Maybe I was pretty... All of these damned creatures seemed to think so... as did all my plants... and most of the student's I met in my normal dress... and my million month visitors for leria... Why Didn't I accept I was good looking... I guess I never will I cringed as i felt the tight material strain heard the threading snapp until the shorts fell from me in three parts leaving me in my panties my tanktop, my bra and the medical tape i covered my sex and nipples with... and of course my glasses.

"I suppose I'll thank you for the compliment...Even if I'd much rather you not do what you're doing... especially destroying my favorite skirt... Might I ask... what exactly are you and what are you planning to do with me...?"

I couldn't escape... and I wasn't going to be getting any help this far from the main building. I had given my all and lost... I'd take the data and use it for my purposes later.

“See, I told you had a sharp mind, something that shows beauty too.” It was fun to have conversation, even more so as she knew he wouldn’t let her go, that he was going ahead with what he had planned. The next layer of clothing, her tanktop vanishing into his body, not much left in which she left standing in.
“I’m sorry if I cut your skirt to shreds, you could have said something.” And he would have done so anyway. He chuckled lightly, a sound she heard in her mind.
“First I’m going to strip you, as you see.” His body warmed a bit, only slightly, not as cold to the touch as before as a tentacle was used to draw invisible lines on her belly. He felt like rubber, elastic and soft, if he wished so, but glided smoothly over her skin.
“After that, come step two, which would be no fun if I told you now, don’t you think?”

what was left certainly didn't leave much to the imagination, the curves of my body shown quite beautifully in the moonlight... I coudl tell by my reflection in the pool not far off; it was the first time I though I looked beautiful for once even wrapped in this creature... I laughed in unison with it shaking my head softly still looking down as I wore by bra and panties as well as the tape beneath it looking at the slime encasing me.

"Let me guess... you're going to climb into my pussy and feed off me sexually? until i cum and you've had your fill?"

That was my first guess of course; I had heard monsters wanting to 'feed' before and I had assumed this to be no different.

It was easy for him to see, more sense the reflection on the waters surface, the girl wrapped by his almost translucent body, showing what he covered, the bra and panties underneath him.
“I told you that you are beautiful, don’t you think the same?” The tentacles around her knees, wrapping around the leg firmly, forcing her to walk, using her a bit like a puppet, bringing us a bit nearer to the pool, now a nice picture from the front.
The next things vanishing were the bra and her panties. If he would have eyebrows he would have lifted them in question, seeing the medical tape underneath.
“What are these for?” he asked, slightly curious, meaning the tape.

I couldn't help but shriek slightly out of surprise as I was walked to the pool to see myself just a little better; just in time for him to dissolve my underwear into him, the bra vanishing first I just looked at the reflextion in the pool smiling slightly and nodding a little.

I suppose I see where one might think I'm pretty..."

I told him as I felt my panties slowly anish before leaving me bare save for the few strips of tape over my sensitive areas my thin soft patch of well groomed pubic hair showing now as the final threads of my panties between my legs vanished.

"Have you ever seen one of your prey's nipples sticking up through their clothes or seen their panties ride up into them? this helps prevent those occurances."

I explained sorrow in my voice seeing how completely exposed I was honestly just a little surprised it disolved my panties instead of ripping them and I even voiced this.

"you tore off everything else I wore below my waist... why dissolve my panties?"

“Hmm, I can see that, is a dead give away, that they like, what I’m doing to them…what I’m going to do to you. But is it not going to hurt removing them?” He didn’t really care for the shrieking noise, there was no one around anyway. His body would move, shift a bit, reforming to be a ring around her, just under her breasts, except the tentacles on her legs. “You might want to sit…” he was sure she saw that it was better and it was ok to not force anything, right?
“The panties? Just a random choice of mine, a preference if you want to take it that way.” A tentacle behind her, running up her spine, caress over her skin.
“And what is the thing with the tails?”

I shook my head in response to his first question; it was designed to be removed without pain so that wouldn't be much of a problem however my tails were another matter; though they weren't real he'd find himself unable to dissolve them or what kept them wrapped around her.

"I like them... I made them with help of someone on the island, I can feel them as though they were real..."

I sighed doing as it had asked my body shivering intensely as my bare bottom touched the frigid tiles of the pool floor.

“Impressive. You do really feel as they were your own?” he was a bits sceptical, the tentacle on her back slithering down to them, loosely curling around the fur to stroke the lengths. If they were sensitive it would be all the more fun. He wouldn’t dissolve them, wouldn’t be fun, as they were looking lovely on her.
“They are a kink of yours?” idle chatter as two smaller tentacles grabbed the edges of the medical tape over her breasts, tugging to remove them. It would have been fun, more so if they would have stringed, a bit at least when he would have removed them, but one couldn’t have anything right?
The small tentacles that had removed the tape would start to dance over the exposed skin, just a light teasing touch.

I just shivered the tails trying to sway from the sensation ; It had taken me awhile to get used to controlling themespecially given that they weren't surgically grafted to me bhence the delayed movement but, I certainly felt them as if they extended from my tailbone. Before he even removed the tape from my chest Ithe tape over my slit gave out and limply fell away too wet to be of any good.

"Y...yes they're... they're a kink... and yes I can really feel them..."

Of course they weren't finished in fact they were too sensitive still, prototypes were often far from perfect however.

He noticed that shiver as he stroked that tail, the appendage swaying back and forth as if they indeed were real. “Is it…pleasurable for you, to stroke them?” He was teasing, tentacle curling around the base, circling completely around to drag it along the tails lengths again.
“Certainly an…interesting kink, I like it.” Tentacles putting a bit more pressure to her breasts, poison injected, just a swift cold feeling to start the production of milk in her luscious orbs. Then that piece of tape falling away from her sex, fluttering down to the floor, caught by a tentacle, lifting it lightly for her to see. “Seems like it doesn’t stay where it should, losses it’s hold, I wonder why?” he grinned in his mind, as he certainly knew why.

"Very...very pleasureable... not finished yet too sensitive..."

It wasn't so much spoken as it was moaned as it stroked against them both I mearly had an orgasm just from that I'd certainly have to tone them down drastically; the last thing I needed was to moan whenever someone stroked them. I didn't even notice the injection of the venom into my breasts nor did I notice the slight swelling they were begining to go through as they began to produce milk for the monster.I stared scathingly at the creature as it mocked me by asking a question it more than knew I was even more furious when it showed me the dripping piece of tape; I wouldn't have been surprised it f it had force me to taste it...

As if on cue he lifted that piece of tape under her nose. “I don’t have much of a smelling sense, but even I noticed your…arousal. Does it really feel so good?” it was a rhetorical question. The appendage stroking the fur would split, creating several smaller tentacles from the mass, that would slither and tap along the tails, each one pleasured and felt separately. He was going to take from her, he knew she was not willing, but giving a bit of pleasure in return, was not that bad, right? The tentacles that had infected the poison in her placed atop her nipples, small suction cups forms.
“You had asked what I want from you, right? Well you are going to find out in just a bit.” His appendages would start their suckling. Couldn’t be long till the first milk would spill forth.

I gasped as the tape was held near my nose taking in my scent... I looked at it as my nectar dripped from it and moved my mouth toward it to taste it; I couldn't resist the urge at all. My body continued to release my nectar as the creatures tentacles split to play against my false tails sending more sensation through them then the suction cups on my nipples... it clicked in my mind what he wanted as my breasts swelled to at least a D cup I could feel myself lactating for the creature now and I again moaned feeling great pleasure from the various maniulations I was suffering through if I could have I'd have been strumming myself furiously just to relieve myself.

"You... you want my milk... take it... just take it damn it... I don't have enough clothes to cover a D.... just oh god it feels good..."

“Oh don’t worry, m’dear, they will shrink back, a bit when I sucked the milk out of you.” He chuckled lightly, heard for her too, the two sucking cups milking, only lightly so on her nipples, just enough to let the milk seep out and vanish into his body, nothing to really stimulate her at all.
“Hmm, so you approve of my methods, after all?” again he was teasing her, as her body seemed to enjoy his treatment, when moans and arched back were any indication.
“You are as wild as your tail indicate, hu? Are hiding under all these clothing, but are a beast in bed. You want this, no?”
He toned down on her tails, just a bit, to teast and give her the breath to answer. This girl was getting to be more and more fun.