Kouza Kai-Green
Diana-Black

The night was a stormy mess of nature. Whipping winds howling, uprooting trees, waves crashing onto the once-pristine shore of the island. Thunder peals through the sky, illuminating everything at once...including a great big shadow in the distant horizon of the sea. It looked as if a small boulder was floating on the water, then it submerged yet again.

The creature waded across huge waves which brought him closer to the shoreline. The fury of the sea could not sway him...he was being called to the island, being entwined by something he himself could not understand. Slowly and surely he waded until he reached the shore.

He walked slowly, amid the raging winds and the verocity of the thunder and lightning. Water dripped from his smooth, deep blue colored scales...his breath came out in slow blasts of air. He was somewhere new, somewhere far away from his past.

He was somewhere he wanted. Somewhere new.

Somewhere...nice.

Diana had been caught in this strange storm... she had never seen anything like it before... She had gotten herself lost in the flurry of sand in the wind, her hair and school clothes being whipped about while she stod there, trying to find her bearings...

Stumbling blindly, she trips in a ditch and falls onto her face, lifting herself to her knees, she stares out into the raging winds, it made it worse with the thunder, and lightning...

The creature slowly walks among the debacle, as if not affected by it at all.

He sees a driftwood on the sand. Instinctively, a tentacle whips out. It grips the wood, flings it across...and he repeats it again. And again. And again. Until the shoreline becomes uncluttered.

He couldn't make the sense of his actions. He needed to know what he was doing.

The only thing he was sure of was that he was in a place which, as of now, was unclear to him.

He thought.

On the horizon were tall buildings reminiscent of his former abode, the place he has so unregretfully destroyed. This landscape wasn't at all different...the onnly thing that changed, was that he wasn't in the water anymore.

Along the distance he spotted a figure struggling in the wind. A lone figure stumbling in the sand, walking amidst this freak of nature which suddenly happened, suddenly came to be.

Instinctively he sought shelter from the being's view, being on the run, being in hiding. Surprisingly though, he sees the creature stumble...quite ungainly if he would consider it among the people hunting him.

Stealthily though, just to be sure, he lurks in the unseen background, surveying the scene first before taking any apparent action.

Diana stood up, the wind blowing the sand, buffeting the uncover parts of her skin, becoming a little irritating, "damn, what is with these uniforms" she said angrily, she continued walking, but towards the sea...

He sees the ungainly creature...and decides to take a closer look.

This is a strange one, the first one he's seen like this. It was definitely a female, although not of his kind. She wasn't covered in scales...that much can be seen, though there was something in that skin of hers that made him itch. A kind of itch unfamiliar to him, as he felt a different kind of rage, a different kind of pressure build inside of him.

The winds provided the perfect cover, as he drew past the female silently, her view distorted by the hair covering her face.

Her figure was unlike anything else he had seen before. Curvy, with a lot of right bumps here and there, she was definitely something to behold...

Without even noticing, he has submerged himself into the raging sea once again, mesmerized as he is by the sight before him.

Apart from the winds, and the buffeting sand, Diana had a feeling something was watching her, she covered her eyes, as if blocking the sun, so she could see better, but to no avail, the sand blown around by the wind was to strong, blurring her vision...

Now he was feeling all fuzzy...feeling all too warm all of a sudden. He felt the rage of a different creature, and this heightened his senses, and awakened something inside of him he never even knew was there.

His scales started to bubble, and separate. He didn't knew what it was, perhaps something was affecting him, and he needed to know what it was.

A crazy thought occured to him.

It was the female.

Whatever it was, he didn't try to fight it. He decided to see what would happen, notwithstanding the increasing heat he was feeling as time passed, in spite of the cold waters, the whipping air, and the constant downpour that had started.

Unbeknownst to him, his tentacles started to creep out, as if moving on their own accord...

The winds seemed to be getting worse, and Diana was having trouble even keeping to her feet... She looked around franticly as she began to move, but unknowingly towards the water... Once she was close, the cold waves passed over her feet, ~Damn Wrong way... mabey if I keep walking...~ she though, and thats exactly what she did...

The female slowly waded into the water, and right into the waiting creature's position.

He had no intent of harming her, but somehow inside of him, there was the intent...to capture. To bind. To somehow render this girl unale to escape.

And once again, in his confusion, he didn't know the next set of actions that he did...or why he did it, and at that time.

The tentacles instantly searched the targets they have been aiming for since spotting the girl and her long, sheply legs. Once feeling them, instantly they wrapped around her ankles. And with one yank, dragged her into the water.

And the half submerged creature watched, as with surprise the girl was dragged into the water, and into the mercy of the raging waves.

This was very sudden, and sh quickly lost her footing with the yanking of the tentecles, she felt herself being dragged out to sea, by whatever these things were... She could'nt manadge to scream, since she was plunged into the water, she had little air left, while she was being dragged, the waves crashing over her making it worse...

((Thanks for transferring...let's continue))

As the tentacles dragged her, more and more came out of the creature's body, going wild, flailing in different directions...he himself could not control himself.

And as the scene went on, the storm raged even more harder.

The wetness of her clothes illuminated the girl's physique even more. The smooth pearl-like skin, the curves more dangerous than a mountain road, and her muffled gasps, from being dragged into the water...

It was all too much for the creature.

He started to rage in a way inexplicable even to himself. He went deeper into the water, threatening to go deeper into the sea. He just had to cool himself down, and think....

But all sense seemed to leave him. What mattered to him right now was the complete and total control over the female.

Diana was slowly running out of breath, and the cold of the water was starting to get to her, when she finaly manadged to get her head above the water, she saw the monster dragging her, it was only for a second, which she quickly drew breath, untill another wave crashed over her...

Without prior concern to the girl's safety, whether she could breathe or not, the creature dragged her under the water, and into the deep blue.

Underneath he could see more clearly, and he could see the outline of the female fully. Tentacles started springing out of his body, trying to get t the girl. Underwater, they were fast, lethal, sleek. They found their targets and they bound the girl.

Two thin tentacles started to caress all over the girl's anatomy, caressing both hidden and displayed spaces of flesh. And once he felt her, he started to unbutton her blouse...

He thought. But his mind only displayed lust.

Diana gasped as she was draged under the water, she had only little breath left, and she would soon be unconsious, the cold water, and shock, were finaly getting to her... She struggled against her binds, and tried to stop it unbottoning her blouse... But to no avail...

Thought overcome him once again, but with lust associated with it, nothing ever made sense.

Only that if they were submerged underneath, he wouldn't get to hear and see the girl's frantic struggles and her cries, which thoroughly excited him to hear. It was going to be his first time to hear a different specie react vocally, and this would be a great, scientific undertaking...albeit in the erotic.

Slowly, his powerful arms pawed the depths, bringing him and his victim to the surface, his free tentacles flailing beside him.

And as they resurfaced, he exploded with a gust of breathe, more because of letting steam out than getting air, and he looked as the waves crashed against the struggling girl, her blouse almost off, all but one button flung open. Allright, time for the skirt now.

Reed-thin tentacles started stroking her smooth, creamy-white legs, those he saw stumbling along the sands. So smooth and almost divine...his inner self raged once more, and his eyes burned once again with lust.

As soon as she surfaced, Diana screamed as loud as she could, but she knew no one could hear her... then another waved crashed over her, she choked on a mouthfull of sea water, "let me go! please!" she pleaded... she pulled her legs together as had as she could, protecting her private parts... Not being able to move more than that, she stared at the monster with a pleading look on her face...

Somehow there was something to the way the female pleaded with him that excited the monster.

He felt something else come out of his scales, an appendage most would not dare to even reveal. This was the betrayal of his second class, the gift of his part-nature...the gift of the Leviathan.

And the girl's struggles, and the way her struggles rushed to define forbidden thoughts and pleasures made it even more so erotic for the creature.

It was time to stop playing, he thought. Two or three tentacles rose to formation, and with a swift whipping motion, tore of her blous and all but shredded her skirt off her.

She was almost undressed now, save for her underwear. And now that they were so wet after being in the water for so long, they did a poor job of hiding what the girl would most likely hide from the creature.

His eyes glistened, and his libido raged.

Diana screamed again, "PLEASE!" she pleaded, pulling her legs together more so, to try to stop him from getting what he wanted... "LET ME GO!" she screamed, strggling more then before...

((I had a thought... how many uniforms would the students go through...))
((O_o))

(you got a point there...how many indeed...)

As the girl struggleed even more, she only made his searches grow even more daring and bold.

The tentacles started to venture into forbidden territory, into orifices and crooks and nannies that were subject only to the girl's private probing. As scientific as his touches were, it can't be helped that somehow there was a hint of malice and lust-filled tension in every caress.

Rough skin met smooth skin, made sleek with sea water. He started to probe the roundness of the girl's luscious breast, heaving with every struggle. Other tentacles explored the length of the girl's legs, taking in every sensation they felt, and every sensation that it generated...

He felt his mouth even wetten all the more with...

Drool?

He was drooling?

He couldn't believe himself. Drooling and panting, just because of what he was doing. No, this wasn't him. BUt his brain blocked all process of sane thought, and his descent into insanity intensified even more.

Slowly, he drew the student closer to him...

Diana stopped screaming, this was slowly beggining to feel nice, she wasn't feeling the cold water flowing against her, her brain had shut that thought out, she continued to stuggle though, to try and get out of his grasp... What he was doing felt nice, a feeling she really didn't want to have.

Slowly, two nubs formed out of the top of the girl's wet brassiere.

With scientific care, the monster took to encircling these nubs as they continued tho form from the garment. He wrapped minutely shaped tentacles aournd them, squeezing them in effect...and slowly, pulling them up and then releasing them again. Within time, this became a repetitive cycle.

Within time too, the girl moved from feets away to just inches away from her invader. He still maintained the slow pace of her approach. It excited him.

The tentacles below didn't forget their job too, as they crawled further upwards, now traversing the girl's smooth inner thigh, almost only inches away from her very wet panties.

And from underneath, something else was enjoying the attention the monster was giving the girl...

Diana moaned, it was feeling good, and she couldn't help not showing it... She hated herself for liking this, but it did feel good, she wanted to see how far he would go.

He seemed to forgot the anticipation. The pace of her approach quickened for a little bit, and he was now a little nearer to dragging her across the water.

Around them the storm seemed to intensify a bit strangely, in tune with the monster's growing heat. The wind howled louder, waves crashed harder...but it seemed that it affected the monster very little. And the girl along with him.

Strangely enough it seemed the storm paid little attention to the odd couple.

Right now a tentacle took to slowly unbuttoning the wet blouse and getting rid of it in a quick motion. As did the tentacle below, which took care of her now wet skirt.

Now clad in her underwear, the monster found a new sense of freedom in movement, and he resumed to playing with the girl's hardening nipples through her bra...slowly bringing them into perfect hardness, unknowingly feeding the girl with a thousand volts of unwanted and wanton lust.

Below, the monster's tentacles invaded the girl's smooth crotch...the panty doing so little to deaden the sensations, it being so wet and all it was almost like skin...he started to explore, and trace this strange slit between her legs...

Scientifically, he was thinking, what could it be?

He traced it, up and down, up and down...trying to get it's texture in his mind, it's shape and length. Not knowing that this was doing something to the girl, not knowing the effect this was having on her. And underneath...

His member had started to awaken, and it wasn't hidden from him.

As it played with her, she forgot all about the waves, and the storm, what it was doing, it felt, strangely, good, even though it may not know it, she was getting more and more aroused the more it touched her... She closed her eyes and wondered what would happen once it figured out what it was doing to her...