Kyrios quieted at Shai's words. Selective Breeding? A strange concept. Truely, the cultures, even the thought processes of humans and Zelphers were wildly different. Why should one be selective of their mate. It did make sense to choose a suitable partner, one who would ensure a healthy offspring. Was that the problem? Surely it was not. There would have been no need for their whole painful to arrive at that point if that was it. In Zelpher society, if the female found the male unsatisfactory to procreate with, an uncommon but not unheard of occurance, she only needed to signal a refusal and the male would back off.

"I see," Kyrios said, contemplatively. His voice sounded quiet and calm again. "Selective breeding. Interesting. However, you seem mistaken. I never intended to breed you. I only investigating this sensation pleasure and wondering why you seemed so perturbed by my sexual contact."

That much was true. Kyrios found this human girl beautiful and interesting. But the thought of mating with her never crossed his mind. His probing and molesting as well as his arguments about sex had only been purely academic. He wanted to know why the thought of sex bothered Shai so much and wasn't really interested in actually breeding with he girl.

As he thought on this, an amusing through occured to him and a genuine chuckle floated from Kyrios. "Why would I try breeding you?" Kyrios asked, in a genuinly amused voice, "Waste time and energy. No way to make offspring. But selective breeding. Novel concept. Do you mean female choosing a suitable male partner for healthy offspring? That I understand."

With that thought, however, something else occured to him. If that truely was the case, and Shai found him unsuited to breed with, then she evidently thought that there was something wrong with Kyrios physically. And with that thought, Kyrios's mood suddenly darkened considerable. Shai was refusing him because she thought that there was something physically wrong with him? That was a new level of insult. When he was younger, his own mental and physical ineptitude earned him the scorn of all of his peers. Females Zelphers wouldn't even so much as give him a glance, much less even the consideration of mating. Now, even after he had achieved so much, Shai was scorning him just like all the girls back home was. He had worked hard afterwards and managed to rise to a position of prominance and respect, but a bit of the old pain and indignation remained.

An old and deep scar had been unwittingly re-opened by the poor girl. It was a moment before Kyrios spoke up again. When he did speak, however, the change in his voice was drastic. It now sounded cold, distant and unnaturally quiet.

"Is that it?" Kyrios almost whispered, "You find me an unsuitabe mate because there is something unsatisfactory about me?"

As he asked this, memories came back to him. Memories of being teased in school by those he thought were friends. Memories of learning that the school's favorite gossip story is of the most recent dumb act he had commited. Memories of the gambling rings and the paid dares of people who tried to trick him into doing ever more embaressing acts of idiocy. Memories of hearing people share tales of their first breeding experiences while he had not even seen a female Zelpher in heat. Memories of his lonely years in college, always on the verge of utter failure and having no one for comfort. And finally, the memory of the betrayal of the only person whom Kyrios had thought he could truely rely on. As the last memory surfaced, the tendrils that bound Shai's arms and legs tightened ever so slightly, not enough to be uncomfortable, but enough to be noticable.

"So," Kyrios said, his voice ever as cold and distant, althought there was a small amount of pain in the tone now, "Even here, even now, even by you, I am scorned."

There was a somewhat sinister pause before Kyrios uttered another phrase. This one had the finality of a death sentence.

"So be it."

Then, with shocking speed and precision, another tentacle whipped out of Kyrios's body towards Shai. Before she could even react, the tendril had grabbed what remained of Shai's tank top and torn it clean from her body, leaving her upper half completely bare. As soon that article of clothing had been completely shed, tendrils converged on Shai's chest. They encircled her breasts, caressing, massaging and rolling them around. Two tendrils pressed their tips against her nipples, engulfing them in their gooey masses and began to pinch and suck on them as if they were tiny mouths. At the same time, more tendrils wrapped themselves around Shai's waist and stomch. There, they began to stimulate the soft flesh, alternating between a gentle massage to a sort of slow tickling. At the same time, even more tendrils wrapped themselves around Shai's outstretched legs. There, they began another round of gentle caressing and rubbing. Two of the tendrils traveled their way up her legs until they got to her upper thighs. There, they began to gently tickle and tease the smooth skin, gliding the tips of his tentacles aganst her flesh.

"So be it," Kyrios repeated.

(OOC: Let me apologize in advance by saying that this came out a whole lot more cheesy than i intended.)

"Don't do this?"

Kyrios had thus far totally ignored anything Shai had tried to say. Something vile and nasty had taked hold of him, casting aside his usually gentle manner and replaced it with something dark, vengeful and seething. Deep down inside, a part of him was scolding him for losing control like this. A part of him registered the fact that Shai had tried quite profusely to explain that he had mis-understood. And that part of him was berating him fiercely for being so uncollected and uncontrolled. He could also sense Shai's regret. The student's desperate cries for him to stop shot daggers into his heart, but the pain and the shame that those memories were simply too painful. Despite everything, Kyrios could not bring himself to stop.

"Don't do this? Why should I not?"

In a single, swift and powerful motion, another tendril grabbed the short mesh pants that Shai was wearing and yanked them off of her. Kyrios briefly changed the make-up of his tentacles around Shai's waist, allowing the fabric of her shorts to simply pass right through their gooey mass. With that, Kyrios had stripped Shai of everything but her shoes. With a simple flick of the tentacle, Kyrios tossed the pants over to the torn tank top on the floor. Her crotch now bare, Kyrios sent the two tentacles tickling Shai's inner thighs up to her now bare sex. Slowly, the two tendrils traced the outer edge of her lips, teasing, threatening to do more but stopping just short. Kyrios kept this up for a while, then did something that probably surprised the beautiful albino. Suddenly, all the tentacles withdrew from Shai save for the four that bound her wrists and ankles. With a quick twist of the tendrils, Kyrios flipped Shai around so that her back was now facing him. After doing that, a single tentacle shot back to her body, wrapping itself around Shai's neck. The grip was not tight, but was sufficient enough to control the movement of Shai's head. With that done, Kyrios oozed a large portion of himself over to Shai, placing a large tendril right next to Shai's head. Kyrios's fleshy core slowly floated it's way over into the tip of that tendril so that the shocking, sky blue eye was right next to Shai's face.

"My dear girl, do you wish to hear a story?" Kyrios said. Somehow, in this altered state, Kyrios's grasp of grammer had perfected itself. Not waiting for a reply from Shai, Kyrios simply went on, whispering quietly into Shai's ear. "A long time ago, a distance planet bore the greatest gift of this universe; intelligence. A sentient species which quickly learned about it's environment and the functions of its own body. It did not take long for this race to develop an advanced and formidable culture. Unlike humans, this race did not use the sense of sight. Their senses were more inward, using the subtle eletrical fields generated by their complex brains and nerual gels to communicate. To that end, this race began to treasure intellect and motor coordination skills above all other personal traits."

As Kyrios spoke, tendrils began to creep up onto Shai's body. They slowly crawled up Shai's stomach, oozing their way past her the flat muscle to her chest where they slowly wrapped themselves around Shai's breasts. Slowly, gently, they started to again manipulate Shai's supple mounds, rolling them around her chest and giving them a gentle squeeze every now and then.

"This race continued to advance, eventually learning science, art, philosphy, literature. All of the great sciences that you humans pride yourselves in, this race also achieved. Not only that, this race managed to achieve a state that you humans still fail in, the attainment of a global civilzation. Gone were the concepts of nationality and race. Gone were the pointless bickering and useless wars between competing nations of power. This race achieved an equilibrium with their planet, ensuring that their race would never fully exhaust it's natural resources. That and the elimation of wars made the race complacient."

As Kyrios continued speaking, the two little fake mouths of his tentacles returned covering Shai's nipples and re-engaging their ministrations, suckling and teasing the small nubs of flesh. In addition to this, another tentacle slithered it's way up her leg. This one wasted not time teasing and went straight for Shai's exposed sex, teasing the soft flesh of her folds, stimulating the girl's most intimate parts with a gentle, warm touch.

"Then, one and a half centuries ago, a young child was born to this race. His future looked bright, scoring extremely high in all of his basic proficiency tests. But as he grew, it became obvious that the testing had been flawed. He proved extremely inept, physically and mentally. And in a society that valued physical control and mental abilities above all else, the young child was shuned, universally rejected by all around him. The child grew up alone, untouched, unhelped, not cared for by anyone. He struggled himself through all of his schooling and spent almost the entirety of his college years by himself, alone and forsaken. Girls would not even give him a second glance much less anything like a chance. If not for a certain traumatic event and the subsequent hand from a college professor, the young child would sure of simply withered away."

More tendrils joined the ones that were massaging Shai's body. They began to massage and caress every part of her exposed body, gently stimulating the girl's smooth, exposed skin. The most noticable addition, however, was a single, string-thin tendril, which writhed it's way between Shai's outstretched legs and wrapped itself slowly around Shai's exposed clit. Slowly, the tiny tendril began to manipulate shai's mosts sensitive nub, squeezig it gently every now and then while tugging it gently in a slow circle.

"The years were long and harsh. The child rarely smiled at all during his time in college and, looking back, he could recall preciously few good memoires. But the suffering paid off. The child emerged a genius amongst his race. He went on to live a very successful life. But it was again not meant to last. One day, a few decades ago, something horrible happened to the home planet that race was one. Whatever occured was so cataclysmic that the entire planet was destroyed. The child survived by some miracle of this world and was tossed out into the dark, cold void of space. He had survived, but would be cursed to endure as the last remaining member of his race. Everything was gone, his home, his loved ones, the fruitation of his long years of work and suffering. It was all lost in a flash."

There was a slight pause after Kyrios said this, the tendrils on Shai's body slowed to a stop. Then, a sudden and violet spasm.

"That child... WAS ME!!!"

As Kyrios shouted this, he drove the tentacle that had been teasing Shai's lips deep into her sex.