Hmm, yes she did indeed take up on Victoria’s Secret’s offer, and was suppose to be trained in to become one of their models for their magazines. However they said she needed a little bit more education before she can do so. That being said, why she choose Shokushu is another thing, as with their recruiting, Dawn found the school to be good to give it a shot. Of course she did have other options but Dawn wanted to be near the beach.

How wrong was she, the way Shokushu recruited was something she just couldn’t ignore. They made it so it is hard to anyone to refuse, Dawn had indeed thought of what if she was able to go back home, if she did go back, would her memories remain with her? Maybe they would, and no one would believe her, of course by now she knows she isn’t on Earth anymore, there was no way she could be, should would recognize the island they were on, instead she doesn’t know. Her future would have to come later, thinking about things like this was too depressing, at the moment she needs to think about here, and now. No doubt if she made it back, her experiences on Shokushu would stay with her, in one way or another.

This node, or whatever he called it, obviously was suppose to stay inside her until something removed it, she knows there was no way she can, or she would have done so already. The problem was she didn’t know exactly where it was, even if she did, what good would it serve? The only thing she has to do, if he is true to his word, is to just let him have his way with her body, and hopefully he does remove it when he is done. Dawn has always thought of herself as strong, but this monster has her beat, even when she won.

She could do nothing but let him slowly take her, her breasts were still hard, and she is still gently masturbating in front of him while his tentacles brushed up against her body. They acted oddly, at least that’s what she thought, from her point of view, and he was just standing there and gazed at her body. Dawn remembers hearing stories of monsters grabbing students from the campus, and used them as sex slaves until they got bored of them. Most of them never returned, or did after several years and they changed completely. If this happened to her, what would she do? Try and hold out? Or just become that sex slave. "What…are you waiting…uhmm…for?"

Time has no meaning for me. Why rush the moment when it can be savioured and enjoyed?

He had not been like many of his ilk that hunted these parts. There had been no need for him to feed through sexual release or through bodily fluids; there had been no reason for him to simply snatch a random victim and fuck them senseless; there had been no reason for him to be a savage about matters when he could use a bit of patience and master those that he had persued, master them in the means of bestowing equal amounts of pleasure from them as he himself experienced. That of course had been his primary aim, a quality of his neurosis that had made it difficult for him not to strive for rememberance in such a fashion. Any crude beast could simply ravish someone but it took skill to force enjoyment upon those that did not want it thrust upon them. That gave him a bit of solace in that his victims, as bitter as they were, as anquished about what he did to them could only hate him so much. The pleasure they received was as likely to bring them shame at having enjoyed the pleasures that he brought upon them and though it had not been his aim to bring shame upon anyone he was remembered for at least one positive matter even if it were unwanted. That was enough for Aegir ...

Letting the fingers of his hand splay over her breasts he felt their perky firmness beneath his very touch. Thumbs pressed against hardened aeroles circling them softly one in a counter clockwise pattern, the other in a clockwise pattern. Two tentacles still danced along the length of her arms while another two brushed against her legs. He could her the squishing sounds caused by her finger accessing her sex, rubbing against her slit as she enticed her own essence to bubble forth no doubt in preparation for what was to come.

Another of his tentacles swept outward this one nudging her clit as it brushed over it in time with his fingers depressing over her tits giving them a squeeze. Quite ripe, and from the scent waifting up to his nostrils he knew that she was ready. Already his cocks were firm, each twitching and dancing as they came to life, each knowing the prospects that had awaited them.

Had he had not focused upon her in this moment he may have allowed his mind to consider several different avenues but he did not. He could have thought through about her choices, could have pondered what would happen to her down the line provided of course she did not wind up as a sex slave or member of the ADD, but such thoughts had no place in the here and now. Right now he let the notions of plundering the depths of her body fill his head, a notion that had been strong enough in causing the musky scent of pheremones to fill the air.

Taking a hand from her breast he skimmed his fingers further down her chest. The tentacles at her legs coiled around them, then quite suddenly pulled to draw her off balance in much the same fashion as one would yank a table cloth out from beneath dishes and utensils. Once prone his large frame would loom over her for a moment before hunkering down descending over her like a blanket being pulled around her form.

Dawn has always imagined somehow, some way she would be able to get back home. Although things really doesn’t look that way now, the fact of the matter is most of her fellow classmates are gone, all but three or four of original of 300 members. Another thing she noted, she is the only one that has been taken away twice, only to be brought back to the island. Why this is so she has no idea, maybe the N.I.C.E. Labs really did have a plan for her, if it was to be an experiment, or just a sex doll, there are so many options they could do to her. Her memories have given her more to think that what might happen, but she did want to think, hopefully, somehow she would be able to get back. If she has some after effects from all of this, then let it be.

He really was just teasing her, taking his time, playing with her breasts. He took his time alright, but Dawn from her own masturbating, was already close to orgasming. She was still masturbating by the time his tentacle brushed her arms aside, with his other tentacles kept her arms away by just brushing up against her skin. His tentacle took her fingers place, didn’t penetrate her sex, just gently gliding across her skin, Dawn was ready to force him into her but suddenly was swept off her feet and onto her back, before his big body loamed over her.

His teasing was still taking place, Dawn could only moan softly while he slowly loamed over her with his huge stature. Did he have something in mind? She knows by now he could have just taken her, but he was taking his time, as if trying to make up something, as if he was trying to make this as embarrassing, but pleasurable for her. "So…ooohhh…are you trying...uuhhhmmm…pretend to be one of my kind…? I can…still see through...ooohhh…your damn…tricks…"

Letting the shadow of his body cascade down over her Aegir's pupil less eyes scanned her with a slow look that had been the equivalent of a caress. Straight down her body then back up with that same deliberate slowness he had been using in the consumption of her senses. A moan reached his ears causing his mouth tentacles to sway in delight. Drinking in the plethora of her thoughts he recounted her experiences here upon Shokushu amongst the reasoning why she had been brought back to this place. He even felt the animosity she had felt towards him yet that feeling while quite familiar to him had always been an odd one. Why had it been that he was hated for what he did? Did he not bring pleasure upon his subjects in return for the experience they had to under go? His alien conception of these matters had hindered him from seeing the truth behind what he was doing though it would have been unlikely that knowing any better would have changed his approach in the least.

Her question fell free from her lips while entwined with those luscious sounds that came forth from her. Deliberating upon it for a second Aegir voiced an answer directly into her mind.

Emulate a human? No of course not. Your kind happens to be far too delicate to take in the fashion that our species would be accustomed to. We possess regenerative qualities so wounds occurred during copulation are no real matter to be concerned with. Wounds that are likely to inflict severe injury, possibly even death upon humans.

His trio of cocks came into view, all hard, all ready though he felt a demonstration had been in order. The two smaller ones allowed their barbs to split outward from their shafts, barbs used to grab hold of the female of his kind, secure a hold and make pulling away from the male difficult. Such matters of course must not have occurred for quite a few millenia now but that was besides the point seeing that his kind drifted away from sexual reproduction. The larger, central cock opened at its tip revealing that the interior of his shaft appeared hollow. Inside the appendage were the yellowish nodes that moved, squirmed and quivered inside him. The tip of that massive spear folded closed while the barbs pulled back into the flesh of his smaller dicks. Couple that with enormous strength and a preponderance for grappling during the act of sex you amount to a human being torn apart quite literally. Obviously it was not his intent to kill, had he wanted to kill her she would have been dead already for he had possessed the opportunity in doing so while she had been unconscious. Deliberately he was holding himself back, he always did more for the protection of the species that had enthralled him than anything else.

Letting his tentacles drift away from her sex enough so that he could admit himself to her body Aegir brought the wide tip of his cock up against her. It bobbed up, then down as it rubbed against her slit in order to gather up some of the juices of her body before manuevering into position so that he could enter her. This time however his smaller cocks pressed together, side by side their flexible nature allowed them to twist themselves in such a fashion that they tucked beneath her ass both rubbing against the crack of her ass, both moving toward the entrance there, both, like the massive cock at her pussy, prepared to puncture her.

She sees his three cocks reappear in front of her, this time they showed something that scared her completely, and they had barbs! Of course he said they were used for his kind, and obviously she isn’t one, but that is just scary. Being human, and a female, having sex most of the time means pleasure, some girls like having a bit of pain involved, some liked it rough, everyone is different. She wasn’t any different, she prefers sex to be pleasurable, and doesn’t like being forced, however since she has been with Kim, things have been different. Kimmy is usually pretty forceful, and catches her off guard by shoving dildos into her, but then again she usually likes hearing herself cry, for pain and pleasure.

Dawn does know she has been double penetrated before, from all the images she received during this, encounter with this monster. He had drawn up more than enough proof that what N.I.C.E. Labs done to her was beyond what she can take, but the question comes to mind, if she had been abused so, used like a sex toy, how is she able to stay as tight as she is. How come she is able to stay tight, did they use something, or do something to make sure the girls don’t open up like a door. She can’t help it though, just looking at the three cocks loaming over her made her slowly crawl back a little. His big member was still 15 plus inches, longer than that maybe, his two cocks wasn’t as thick and long, but when they combined and went under her ass, she can only hope he isn’t too rough.

"D…don’t…be too rough…please..." Dawn can only move herself back so much, as much as she does, his cocks are still pressing against her pussy and ass, and they were big, as big as last time. What is he going to do to her? Penetrate her deep, and make it slow? Or is he going to take the other route and try to make it as pleasurable as he can make it? No matter what though, his cocks are larger than any she can remember, although she hates to admit that, if she does somehow become his trophy, she won’t mind at all being fucked daily by him. Damn it, he already got to her mind, her body was telling the same story, and she is afraid but knows his members are soft, so maybe they will fit inside her, no matter how tight she was.

Dawn knows he can do anything to her and she won’t be able to do anything about it. All the campus monsters, no matter how brutal they might be with someone, aren’t supposed to kill the victims, she knows from firsthand experience. She remembers, all the way back when she was still a freshmen, she was raped, hard by a monster in the shower, the experience traumatized her a great deal but as rough, and harsh as the experience was, she wasn’t killed. She was penetrated by a member, 18 inches easy, and was forced to take all of it. How she didn’t die or get split open for the rest of her life is just weird. The N.I.C.E. Labs had something to do with it, maybe that’s one of the reasons why she has been returned to the campus twice, when most students of her class outright disappeared.

OCC: I've been hospitalized for a great deal of time so forgive my lateness in responding if you wish to continue well here's my post.


Like a fine wine he found himself nearly intoxicated as he loomed over her, reading all the thoughts that had streamed through her mind as if he were reading a book. He had found himself hesisitating for a moment, almost in truimph. Did she really believe that? Did she think that she wouln't mind taking him each and every day?

The barbs in his smaller cocks had retracted, she had not been of his kind and using them on her had been unnecessary considering all the powers at his disposal. Still, he had used his tentacles in a retraining action given his slow speed he took steps to shore up that weakness.

He read her thoughts about double penetration and had only found himself taking that thought and using it as he sunk into her pussy and ass as a burbling sigh of satisfaction escaped from his mouth, a tentacle worming it's way up to her lips as if it too sought an audience with her as it gently pressed against her lips.

Tight flesh circled around him entrapping him slightly as her tightness rolled over him as storm clouds rolled over the area. His pace had been slow as he worked his way into her, his maleable body contracting so that he would fit inside her.

Strangely his large cock hadn't speared into her completely. It had been deliberately slow as he pierced the veil of her body with his own, thinking that he would begin in such a way that would ease himself into her tight channel before electing to increase his tempo if the situation warranted it.

That's it, He practically cooed into her mind upon entering her, her heat exuded over him as he found solace in her body.