He was a little surprised. That had been much easier than he had guessed it would be. She'd feel a little sympathy, coming from him. He obviously considered this situation as different. Perhaps it was a blind spot of his, to not associate such actions with his own?

I see... and then you ended up here. What an unfortunate fate. Other tendrils approached her, then, though he didn't really start removing her clothes or anything like that quite yet. As it is, if you wish to speak more about it, we'll have plenty of time. Regardless, I must ask, anything in particular you would completely dislike? I know some dislike me placing tentacles in certain orifices, or the like... any requests of that regard, or position, or whatnot? I can be very accommodating, you should understand.

Not the most comforting response, after she had just admitted it. But then again, he still wasn't human, and his responses could still be quite... off, at times. He wanted to get on with it, and have her accept it. But in reality, would what he just said help?

(oh yes, what wonderful tact he had ~_~ )

"Yes, my parents found out and sent me here, thinking that this school would be safer for me." Yuki snorted. "I think my job was safer then this. At least then I knew when and where." She gave the monster a bit of a glare. "You know, for future reference. If you ask something like that again and then suddenly ask her if there is something that she doesn't like or prefers in sex, I would recommend that you hold her down before doing that, or at least ask someone who can't hurt you. Doing something like that is on the same level as asking a random female for sex." She sighed. "Well, considering that asking for this not to happen is out of the question, I would prefer if you didn't rip my clothes off. I would like to have something to wear when I head back to the campus. That and I would appreciate it if you didn't put any of your tentacles in my ass." She wasn't really wanting to have sex with this thing, but seeing as she had no choice in the matter, she might as well let him know.

(Yeah. ^_^; Not the smartest thing for him to say, I agree. But, well, he's not perfect yet in dealing with humans, so it's only natural he makes such an error.)

Antipode realized his mistake. Hastiness had done him in, and destroyed any rapport he'd built up with her. She'd feel his realization, as he cursed himself. Well, nothing more he could do about it.

I'll keep that in mind. I realize I've shown myself in your eyes to be as bad as the others, and while unfortunate, I'm afraid that cant' be changed now. Though you're probably right. Your job was most likely indeed safer than this school.

"Hm safer and more in control of it, but its not like I can leave," Yuki agreed. She could "feel" his realization, but didn't feel too sorry for him. To her, he was still an ass and a pervert. Perhaps a bit "polite" but that wasn't going to cause her to like him any better. "And consider yourself lucky that you made that stupid remark in front of me. Even if I wasn't being held like this, I doubt I would be able to inflict any pain on your out of response, and some students I've noticed seem physically fit."

(Wow, a combination of outside issues and so forth have totally sent me into a fit of melancholy. I find myself regretting pulling the rp into that specific direction... but never mind! Nothing to do but continue playing.)

Antipode could gauge her feelings. She didn't like him, but that wasn't exactly an uncommon response. Oh, well. Nothing more to do but to begin. She'd feel his tendrils begin to touch her, in multiple spots. A large tentacle wrapped around her waist, and she was lifted, effortlessly, up into the air. Though she had warned danger with other students, the sheer number of tentacles he had, several dozen, perhaps hinted that he didn't need to fear from any human females.

He turned her, then, laying her on her back, as smaller tendrils began slipping into her skirt. It was quickly removed, along with her shirt. He seemed expert at this, and it only took a few moments until she was reduced to just her underwear.

Well. Regardless, I believe I've delayed far too long.

Yuki felt the tentacles move, and one lifting her up into the air, pulling her blouse and then her skirt off. She shivered as she felt the cool air hitting her exposed skin by the removal of the clothes, though she did notice that her clothing remained whole as they were pulled off. "Yes, I kind of noticed that. Most of you perverted monsters tend to move pretty fast in getting what they want."

Antipode was silent for a few more moments. Then, finally, he began teasing her again, much like he had done when she had been asleep. Several tentacles moved to parts of her body, their tips tracing up and down her sides, as several others moved to her inner thighs, lightly kneading the flesh so close to her sex. She didn't actually move to her breasts quite yet, though.

Call me a monster all you like. But what I'm not is a pervert. I'm not getting anything specifically sexual out of this... it's simply that human pleasure is such a lovely thing! And I highly doubt that moving quickly to give you extended pleasure is something you can really complain about all that much. After all, it's more than you got in those other situations.

Perhaps he was growing a little bit annoyed at her constant deriding statements? Hmm. What would be making him lose his cool? Almost certainly his embarrassment, but he wasn't going to tell her that.

Yuki groaned as she felt the tentacles finally resuming massaging and stimulating her body's senses. She shook her head. "I would disagree. You are a pervert. You live on an island that hosts a private school for females, females that are forced to wear short skirts." She paused, groaning softly. " And if it was just about enjoying human pleasure, you could simply just watch humans having sex, instead of engaging in it yourself. As for my own job, at least those males weren't in denial about their perverted tastes... nnn... and knew how to properly ask for sex without setting a slap for their troubles." Perhaps it was from the monster or her own senses, by she got the feeling that her comments were annoying him, and since she was forced into this and had no way to attack him, she tried to poke at him more.

Not so simple. Just watching some girls have sex isn't nearly as effective as causing their pleasure myself... trust me, I've checked. After a brief moment, he continued, the voice in her mind going a little faster now. I see what you're doing. Trying to anger me, or at least annoy me, further. You are a clever human, after all. However, it will not work.

A brief pause. Fine, it worked. Congratulations. But since you've pointed out you've found those males that knew how to properly ask... I might as well ask you if you'd tell me, out of curiosity, you see. I'm always trying to learn more about humans, after all.

Now, though, tendrils would move to those breasts of hers, several smaller ones slipping into her bra, moving straight to those nipples of hers. The thin, delicate tips wrapped around the nubs, before beginning to pull lightly, within the fabric, even as several others began to massage the rest of her fleshy orbs.

Yuki wasn't too surprised by the lie. "No. If you really want to learn more about humans, then you'll have to figure it out yourself. And to be honest, I don't feel like telling you." After all, its not like threating her with sex would work all that well. As the tips started to pull at the numbs and other massaged her large orbs, she let out a small moan. "Do the human thing and figure out yourself, you stupid perverted monster."

Curse me all you like... it's fairly obvious you're beginning to enjoy yourself. While his voice showed slight irritation, his actions seemed to expand upon it. Tendrils moved to her underwear, unhooking her bra, and pulling her panties clean off of her body.

It seemed as though it was starting. And he began tugging harder on her nipples, even as tendrils began playing harder over her naked flesh, more of a massage now than a light teasing, now that he was starting to get into it.

You may dislike me, but I am not a pervert. I'm not a human... and it gets rather complicated.

"Mmm, you're stimulating my body properly, so its bound to happen," Yuki muttering, starting to pant lightly as the tentacles started to move and play with her body more. "And I can tell that you're not human. But you're still a pervert. Its just a human term, its not limited to just humans. You get pleasure out of forcing girls into sex with you. Nnnn. Its an act of a pervert."

I suppose, if you define the word that way, then there's no escaping the label. You win the word games. For you, I'm a perverted monster... but you're no less a pervert. After all. You enjoyed letting those human males use you for money, didn't you now?

A cruel jab, perhaps, but then again, she was using her mouth as quite a powerful weapon. Regardless, he wouldn't stop teasing her. The tendrils stopped merely massaging her breasts, but now wrapped around them, the cool, moist tendrils coiling around her sensitive bosom several times. Then they began to squeeze.

And of course, down below, the tendrils moved closer, and closer, to her sex... but kept pulling back, before reaching it. He was going to draw this out longer... he was enjoying himself, after all, in spite of her words.

Yuki glared at him at the gab, it disappearing for a moment as she let out a small cry as they wrapped around her breasts and squeezed them together, feeling her own start starting to get wet. "I enjoyed the money I made off those perverts," she corrected. "What they did to me was just a part of the job. That doesn't make me a pervert, just good at my job." A moan escaped her lips. "You're a perverted monster for any girl for anyone on this island, not just me."

Well, by the standards of any of you girls, perhaps.

Antipode's tentacles weren't going to stop based on her mere words, now. Whatever she said, she was obviously enjoying herself. The tips of his tentacles continued tugging on her nipples, and the rest of his tendrils kept rubbing her body up and down. The nice, erotic massage grew more vigorous as the moments passed.

More important is what she'd feel down below, however. The tentacle massaging one of her thighs moved up, and finally, this time, didn't pull back, but began to lightly trace up and down her moist sex. At first he didn't penetrate, but after a few moments she'd feel a slight pressure, as it seemed he began to slip into her body.

But, at the last moment, he stopped, the tip of the tentacle, now much wetter with her juices, continued then to play at her outer lips, teasing.

Is that really all you enjoyed? Or did you like their actions as much as you're liking mine right now?