She bit her lip from saying much else to the monster. It would've probably been courageous and well...stupid none the less. Clarice was smarter then that so she kept her mouth shut. The grabbing of her knees and forcing them apart made her yelp in surprise as she was lifted off the ground and pushed abit harder on the door so she did not slip.

She made a stiffled and unwelcomed moan as sudden pressure was pushed on her panties. She took in a sharp intake of breath as she made eye contact with the monster. At a loss of words was really the best definition for her. She turned her head away but still kept her eyes on its. Though still tense throughout her being, she made no move to struggle after he had made it clear his patience was running thin. She registered that brute strength was something she did not have that could even come close to the creature's, so she tried her best to stay on his better nature...atleast for now.

"...so now what? If I don't struggle, what will you do to me now?" she asked, though she kind'ave knew the answer to it. It was more of what action was it going to do next?

Dendrite chuckled...a low, dark sound seeming to come from deep within the alien's body. "Now? Haven't you guessed? Perhaps you're new to our fine school." A tendril reached up and ran through the girl's hair, leaving slime to make the strands stick together as it gave her a parody of a caress. "Truth be told, I don't have any reason to cause you pain." A few tendrils slid up her thighs, stroking between her legs...then they suddenly grasped her panties and pulled, instantly tearing the thin fabric to shreds and whisking it off her body! "Although," the monster growled softly, "You might end up a little...sore."

It is said there is no stupid question that could be asked. Clair believes she just broke that saying completely. The tender touching between her legs made her shudder under its grasp. A feeling was rising within the girl, and she believed it was that stuff that seeped into her skin. Her netherlips were already becoming moist with lubricanth and were just about to cause a thin line of wetness to appear on her panties, that is...if she had kept them.

A sudden rip and her panties were torn off her. She gave a louder yelp from the sudden reaction, but could then only shiver as hot flesh was met ith cold air. She should've known it was going to ravage her. Why she didn't speak to it of another option was something she didn't understand, though it probably wouldn't of helped anyways.

She didn't say a word when he mentioned becoming 'sore'. Clair was not stupid enough to ask why, she was a smart girl and could figure out where she would even be sore at. This was starting to scare Clair abit. Just knowing how her body would thankfully give itself to the monster's tender carresses made her think she was going to lose before it even started its ravashment on her frail being. Would she be able to control herself? Would she keep any sanity if the creature pumped her in and out? Or would she just fall prey to lust like any other girl whose met this thing?

Dendrite laughed and pressed a tentacle to her chin. "Shhhh," the alien murmured. "Remember, we don't want anyone to hear us..." The alien's body nestled against Clarice, ridged flesh rubbing against her voluptuous breasts. "Try and...contain yourself as much as you can." The dark voice whispered to her even as the monster's tail-tentacle curved upward and nudged between the girl's legs, rubbing and teasing her...Then the blunt head pushed more insistently, wriggling between her lips a little, the slimy organ increasing the pressure as if demanding entrance to her inner mysteries. Soon she would have no choice but to accept it...

She bit her lip and cringed her eyes shut at the monster's rquest. How in the world did it expect her to keep quiet?

"I'm trying, but its proving difficult for some odd reason," she growled lowly and softly, glaring at the creature with as much hate as she could. The rubbing her soft teats caused them to perk under the pressure, blood warming the nerves and made her wriggle abit under its grasp. Nipples began to harden, also giving more stimulation to her unwelcoming body.

She gave a heated moan as a budded tip rubbed so tenderly against her slit. In response to its eager touch, the tendril was becoming lubricated with her juices. Her love button began to harden and peek above her slit. She whimpered and cried out softlly, trying her best to bring down her arousal. She gritted her teeth and mewled, straining to block out any tempting thoughts that may come into her mind.

Please...don't do that..."

The monster laughed darkly...though it kept its voice low. "Oh, you are a cute one," Dendrite growled softly. The alien bulk pushed against the girl, keeping her pinned between itself and the door, trapped in a lewd embrace. "I may have to make sure you don't give us away..." The tendril formerly pushed into her mouth traced over her lips and neck, teasingly stroking.

And as Dendrite sensed the girl's growing arousal, its bluntly rounded tentacle trailed up her warm slit and brushed gently over the soft nub of her clit. "Don't do...what?" the creature murmured maliciously...

Of course she didn't bother answering, well...not that she could with the tendril playing in her mouth at the moment. Her breathing-panting became increasingly worse. Her slit nearly stayed open with each passing carress, her clit slowly budding out of its hiding place and was pushed ever so gently against it. She gave a small squeal of grueling pleasure, her eyes fluttered and rolled into the back of her head.

Giving up seemed inevitable, the growing desire and blood warmed her most tender and private areas for the monster. Still the creatures words "cute one" made her blood boil, though. She hated to be labeled as such a danty girl and even if it was emant to be a compliment, she took it as an insult. She gave a small jerk with her teeth on the tentacle in her mouth to show she didn't appreciate the terms it used.

Dendrite laughed and jerked the tentacle away from Clarice's mouth as the girl snapped at it. "Oh, you are spirited," the monster murmured. "But it is too late for you..." The creature pressed closely against Clarice, its large eye staring at her, right in front of her face. And then the blunt tendril pushed against her soft sex, nudging her warm and moistened folds, increasing the pressure...until her lips were forced to part, the alien member forcing its way slickly into her tightness.

Eyes became wide as she gave a muffled scream, the invasion into her body most unwelcoming. She tried to dislodge the appendage with all her might but found the only thing she could was to dig her nails into the door. She could merely give a whimpered sob, the tendril filling her to the brink as it pressed against her cervix. She panted considerably and gave a harsh huff in the demon's eye. Still her spirit lived on inside. Even with something so deep inside of her pussy, she still managed words in her mouth.

"Don't think...for a moment it is to late. Be careful not to drop your guard down you vile thing," she hissed, venom dripping from her words as she gritted her teeth to fit her unruly glare. Perhaps giving up would make it to easy for this monster to take her. She might as well put up a good fight and try to escape. But her arousal was working against her. With each pleasurable touch, it gave her body more reason to give in.

Dendrite laughed deeply, the pair of them squirming intimately together, pressed up against the door. "You have a passionate spirit," the monster murmured to her, its one large eye gazing balefully at her. "If only that passion were turned to servitude...but no matter." The thick phallic member swiveled and squirmed in the girl's stretched pussy, leaking alien slime to lubricate her slickly. "Your body shall surrender to me, even if your spirit does not." The creature's form began to undulate in a slow rhythm, working in and out of her passionately...

She wiggled as much as a cat being held by the neck could. She gave a whimpered grunt as the phallus inside of her took on a rhythm and sent wave after wave of unwanted pleasure through her body, mostly into her groin. As her walls clenched around the slick tendril, she could only shut her eyes and give muffled moans through her clenched teeth. It felt good, don't get her wrong, but the fact of whom was giving her the pleasure she didn't exactly take to kindly to.

As her soppy cunt began to warm up to the slithering tentacle, her body reacted with her hardening nipples to become like rocks, slowly edging the girl to give in and accept what was to happen. But she would not cease to quiet herself, to keep her small portion of sanity from driving her into an orgasming mess. But even though the mind was strong, her body was weak to such stimulation, finally trickles of her own nectar began to trickle out of her dripping pussy. Her pants were heavy and long as she tried to fight what her body wanted. Shivers upon shivers played up and down her spine as she involuntarily grinded against the phallus to escape her tingling sensations.

"I....I ha-hate...you..." she said rather coldly, glaring through her hazy eyes as they became over run with lust and desire.

"But I don't hate you," the monster whispered to Clarice, a mischievous edge in its voice...even as it continued to ram deeply into her welcoming cunt. "Such a sweet little plaything!"

Suddenly a new sound intruded upon their "encounter"--a bell announcing the end of class. Soon the hallway outside was filled with the rumbling chatter of students filing out and crossing back and forth to different classrooms. "Oh, listen to that," Dendrite chuckled in Clarice's ear. "If anyone happened to try coming in, well, they'd see you here to find you naked and violated...You don't want that to happen, do you? Just be silent." The monster chuckled deeply even as it redoubled its thrusting, driving into Clarice in a quickening rhythm...

She quivered at the sound of the bell, heart panicking if anyone happened to open the door. She whimpered with defeat, knowing such emberrassment would kill her if she tried to yell or scream. Shetried to cease her moaning but the pickup of the pace made her mewl in undesired lust. Each thrust was met with a lewd slurping sound as her juices squirted from the side. Her G-spot was hardened and stimulated, bringing her close to such an unwanted orgasm. She let tears run down her face as she felt herself shamefully violated...and enjoyed it.

"Please...ahh ahh ahh ahh ahhh ahhh..." she wasn't able to finish her whispered sentence as her body became aroused to fully for speech to take place. Her breasts bounced up and down with each hard penetration, her head even went up and down with them in the fast rhythm this creature put on her poor and frail form.

Dendrite growled deeply--but softly--with intense desire, thrusting fast and relentlessly into Clarice, urging her body on to greater heights of pleasure with its skillful tentacles. "Please...what?" the teasing voice asked her, laughing maliciously. Without waiting for a response the alien coiled more tendrils around Clarice, embracing her closely, stroking and teasing the most sensitive parts of her body...

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her tongue stood straight forward as the pumping made her juices squirt out.

"I-I ca-can't st-stop...ahh ahh I'm gonna..."

Her mouth hung open as moans and animal like grunts made their way from her mouth. The pleasure intensified greatly as her body was being pushed quickly to orgasm. Obviously this monster didn't want to waste any time in doing what it so desired to her. Any whimpers or yells of protest ceased as her body bucked wildly onto the phasing phallus, pushing it deep into her folds. Her eyes glazed over with lust and ecstacy, trying so hard to overcome her own self desires but appeared to be failing miserably. her clit throbbed out of hiding, sitting there to show off how aroused she truly was by G-spot being so abused and hit.