For a few seconds, nothing happened. Saira was almost about to dismiss the feeling as just her mind playing tricks on her, when a noise caught her attention. Turning her head faster than a frightened woodland creature, Saira glanced at the... the... VERY well-endowed, and somewhat unnatural-looking woman. And an instant later, she felt her ankles suddenly pulled together by the thin tentacles, eliciting a scream of surprise!

The Egyptian girl's arms shot out, trying to grab hold of anything she could to stay up. A hand reached out to grab a nearby section of the shuttle wall, but it slipped! The smooth metal was too slippery to hold onto, and with another yelp - this one extended by more flails of her arms, causing her breathing to sound funny in mid-yell - Saira fell flat onto her back. Staring up at the host, she had only one thing to say...

"A-a-a woman?! I thought they were all male!"

31088 didn't understand what the creature was saying, she was inexperienced with the language of this place and it's inhabitants, not that it mattered. It's host simply looked down at the dark-skinned girl who had spoken, opened its mouth and chirped oddly.

31088 tightened its tentacles around both of the girls, snaking them further up their legs, encompassing the entirety of their ankles, knees and then began to explore their thighs. The tips of the tentacles probed gently, touching the skin, stroking it, looking for a way to proceed.

The host clearing its throat startled Bala. She thought it was one of the other girls she had gone to the beach with that day. She turned towards the sound and said, "can you figure out what thi...?" Instead, she saw the host. Her strange appearance confused Bala until Bala realized that she must be an actor and this thing must be a prop for a movie. She and Saira must have ruined a scene. Bala started to appologize when the tentacle closed on her ankles. Bala let out an "eeeeeeek!" and tried to grab the capsule to keep from falling over. Having as much success as Saira, Bala also fell flat on her back.

She tried desperately to free her legs. But the snare was just too strong. When the tentacle worked its way up her legs, Bala sat up and tried to pull it off with her hands.

By now, Saira had collapsed onto the ground fully, trying her best to stay up, but instead writhing all over cumbersomely. She looked... somewhere between scared and mortified, and was trying to slide her hands under the tentacles like a wedge. But... no, they were too tight! She couldn't even get a single finger in there!

A glance at Bala, and an apologetic shake of the head.

"I-I-I'm so sorry, I was worried this might happen! I should've told you to run away! I just thought if we stayed together we could... could get the information and run... Safety in numbers..."

A tear slid down her face - inspired by her regret and shame at having gotten another girl, one who may have never experienced a monster before, involved - as Saira tried to back up against something, in some hope of getting up, or getting free, or SOMETHING. But... no avail. She whimpered, staring up at her attacker now. It... was more human, more human in seeming than any she had seen before, yet it acted even MORE inhuman than the others? What was going on here?!

31088 looked in interest at the two creatures that it had captured. They looked so inviting, perfect for infection... It's tentacles roamed higher and higher, trailing across their dark skin.

The one attacking Saira delved underneath her skirt, wrapping her thighs tightly. It probed the flesh, tasting it, thousands of tiny suckers opening and closing, giving a tickling sensation. Already 31088 was beginning to see a problem with this specimen. These clothes. They just had to go.
Another tentacle formed from its hosts back, travelling to Saira. On the end of this one was a tiny mouth, filled with hundreds of razor-sharp teeth. It made short work of her skirt, slicing it, chewing the fabric, mangling it beyond repair. The Egyptian girls coat and blouse soon followed, leaving her in just her underwear.

The tentacle retracted, becoming replaced by a thin, slick one that slithered over Saira's body, coating her skin in hot, sticky slime. It reached her face and danced about, it's oddly sweet scent invading the girls nostrils. It inched forward, pressing it's slick, sugary tip at the girls lips.

As for Bala, 31088 wanted to try something different. The host approached the prone girl, pausing every now and again to focus on Saira, rubbing its tentacles across her thighs, her stomach, the underside of her clad breasts. The Host stood over Bala, looking down at her quizically, before it sank down squatting over the prone girls belly. One hand slid up the girls smooth skin, gently stroking. It reached her chest, cuping one of Bala's breasts firmly. With a tug, it roughly tore the bikini top off of the girl, depositing it with the shreds of cloth from Saira's garments.

31088 gazed at the girls breasts for a moment before it leant down, face mere inches away from the dark flesh, it's warm, large breasts against the girls bare stomach. It's hosts strong hands held Bala's arms down to the ground as it opened its mouth, long tongue extending and lapping at a nipple.

Bala looked over to Saira. She was losing it. If they were to escape from this bizarre woman, they had to work together. "It's not your fault! It's hers", Bala told her. Then the tentacle holding Bala seemed to retract a short distance very quickly. It had the effect of throwing Bala on her back, hitting her head. Even though dazed, Bala had to think of something so they could escape.

The approach of the woman, no... creature, meant that they didn't have much time. Bala suspected that when the creature reached them, their chance to escape was over. Bala was still close to Saira. She reached over and tried to grab the tentacle holding Saira. If they both fought it, Saira might be able to escape. Bala would then hold off the creature as best she could. But Bala missed the tentacle and her hand landed on Saira's stomach. All Bala ended up with was some kind of sticky slime on her hand.

The creature had reached Bala. It started to feel her up. Bala went to grab its hand just when her top was torn off. Then the creature made a mistake. It leaned in close to Bala. This was her one shot. She balled her hand into a fist, with one knuckle slightly extended. On her back, Bala couldn't give a full punch and break the creature's jaw. But she could hit it hard and possibly stun it. Then Bala would sit up and attack, attack, attack. It might be just enough for Saira to escape. An instant before she let her fist fly, the creature grabbed both arms and pinned them to the ground.

"No! Too late!", Bala yelled. Just then the creature started licking Bala's nipple. Bala let out a yelp and tried to squirm away from that tongue.

Saira writhed on the floor as she tried in vain to move her legs, move her body - do anything to get loose. When the suckers first started going to work, she shuddered, voice wavering from the ticklish feeling.

"I-I-I can't move far enough to... AAAH!"

The yelp coincided with the very scary-looking toothed tentacle, which thankfully (predictably) was only meant to cut her clothes... Saira had liked those clothes. And then... the slime, the... what was it supposed to do? It made her shiver, recoil slightly in disgust. Yet at least the warmth was pleasant - not that it'd ever outpace the horror. Even after having a number of monsters 'attend to' her, Saira was scared by this one. This one was strange, more clearly a monster, more... animal.

But the sweet smell, and taste! What was... it... it must be some kind of manipulation, to get her to suck on it. Like... Of course. But Saira bit her lip tightly, pulling her head back and grabbing the tentacle on her lips with both hands, trying to hold it back! Trying...

31088 turned its attention away from Bala's breast, turning to look at Saira struggling with the tentacle. With a sigh, 31088 realised that this girl didn't want the extremity to enter her mouth. Something would have to be done about that. The tentacle seemed to slacken for a moment, going limp to give a false sense of security before firing forward quickly, aiming to slip past the girls lips and into her mouth.

As for Bala, 31088 turned back to look at her uncovered breasts. Cupping the orbs in its hands, the host massaged softly, each individual digit probing the soft skin. 31088 looked into Bala's eyes, as a slick, wet, huge phallus grew from its hosts abdomen, dripping thick, warm juices onto the girls stomach...

Saira continued her valiant - but vain - attempts to squirm out of the way, her near-naked, slime-coated body shifting around... almost erotically, albeit very surely not intentionally. But as the tentacle weakened, Saira shoved further, trying to finish the job. She almost grinned, feeling triumphant!

"Hah! It's not that easy to-" The tentacle broke through her grasp with the sudden surge of motion! "-gllmmmph!"

Saira's eyes widened in shock from behind her glasses, as the... strangely sweet appendage buried itself into her mouth. Unbidden, her tongue slipped along the tentacle, tasting it... it WAS sweet. It was REALLY sweet. In fact, for at least a few seconds, Saira's tongue played over it before she pulled back, disgusted at the reflex. Even though her hands were still on the tentacle, trying... failing to pull it out!

Bala was relieved when the creature left her breast alone to look at Saira. Bala turned to see what was happening. She saw Saira fighting the tentacle, and winning! Bala turned back to look at the creature. Just as Saira was giving her triumphant speech, Bala started to thrash about, attempting to break free of the now distracted creature. Her attempts were in vain and caused her to miss the sound of Saira's speach being cut short.

When the host returned its attention to Bala and released her arms, Bala knew it was time to strike. That thought was postponed when the host's hands turned their expert attention to Bala's breasts. Bala lost focus as they massaged her. The feeling of warm juices on her stomach ended her reverie. Bala looked down in terror at the huge phallus.

With her hands free, Bala again prepared to strike the creature. She balled her hand into a fist and punched as hard as she could at the host. She hoped that when the knuckle struck its chin, they'd get their chance to escape.

31088 pushed its tentacle deeper into Sairas mouth, wiggling it around, coating her tongue with the sweet liquid. The girl was attempting to remove the offending extremity, so 31088 responded with force. It slowly slid the tentacle further and further until it was inside the girls throat, the Host body shuddering with pleasure at the sensation.

The tentacles around the Egyptian girls legs climbed higher, pressing at her clothed crotch, probing it. A tiny tentacle-tip creapt under the fabric, running up and down the girls nether-lips tentatively...

The virus turned its attention back to Bala, just in time to see a fist heading straight for its hosts chin. There was no chance of dodging the attack, so the virus decided to use its abilities of body modification.

As the fist connected, the Hosts jaw appeared to liquify, soaking up the blow and squelching like mud around the girls hand, pushing the arm back and reforming into a jaw. 31088 shook its hosts head in surprise. This one was going to be a problem.

The Host got to its feet, standing over Balas head. Quickly it knelt down, pinning the girls arms in place with its powerful legs. In this position, the huge cock dripped its thick, hot liquid onto Balas face, onto her lips. Cupping the girls breasts with it hands again, 31088 squeezed them together, forming a passage for its cock. Rocking forward, it began to fuck Balas tits, occasionally moaning with pleasure as it did so...

"Mmmhhh, mmmmhhh!"

The girl's protests were no longer coherent, mostly thanks to the long tentacle in her mouth. Her eyes were wide, but seemed weary... as if weighed down by the shock and disgust she felt at the liquid now coating her entire tongue being so sweet. Not the least for the reflexive laps of it that she'd sometimes make.

But things got worse! The tentacle drove deeper and deeper, provoking sudden gulps, and almost reaching the point where Saira would gag on it. As she felt it do that, though, her eyes went even wider, and her hands practically gained a deathgrip on the tentacle, trying to get it out, even though the host was clearly overpowering her.

When the tentacle below began rubbing across her nether lips, though? Saira quivered, screaming through the muffling tentacle. She hoped it didn't go in, hoped against the obvious fate she had in store... And she wondered... Did this thing want sex like the others? It seemed too... strange. Too alien, even by their standards. And that uncertainy was more terrifying than even the host forcing itself on her...

Bala felt triumphant. Her strike hit the target precisely where she had aimed. Her fist met with almost no resistance. But instead of the creature's head snapping back, her fist continued into its jaw? Only to be thrown back out. When the jaw reformed, Bala dropped her arms to her sides and stared, mouth agape, at the creature. "What are you?", she managed to ask.

Things only got worse after it stood over her. As it started to kneel, Bala yelled, "not good!". She tried to pull her arms away but was too late. Bala sputtered and spit to get the hot liquid from this thing's cock out of her mouth. She couldn't move her arms to wipe her face. She shook her head but only managed to spread it around.

"Really not good", she said as the creature started to use Bala's breasts for its own amusement. Bala struggled to free herself. It was no use. The creature had her well pinned. <I hope the help Lisa was running for is coming soon>, she thought. Unaware that no help was coming, Bala played the only card she had left. She let out an ear piercing scream and held it for as long as she could.

31088 was troubled by the scream that Bala let out. It wouldn't do to be interrupted in it's first opportunity to infect the planets inhabitants. Thinking physically and quickly, the host pulled backwards. Instead of thrusting between the girls breasts, the host leaned back, covering Bala's mouth with the slit between it's legs, an opening not unlike a human vagina. It gently leaked out a lubricant onto the girls lips, sweet tasting, vaguely fruit-like.

31088 could feel the other girl still struggling to remove the tentacle in its mouth. How the creatures on this planet Fought! It was nothing short of remarkable, but was quickly getting irritating. The tentacle that probed at Saira's womanhood began to swell, inflating until it tore her underwear from her, exposing her to the world. The tentacles around Saira's legs began to pull slowly but firmly, spreading the girls legs apart...

"Eeee!!!Hmmmf!" The creature had effectively cut off Bala's scream. She reflexively swallowed the lubricant in her mouth. The sweet juice soothed Bala's throat, sore from her scream. The soothing effect caused her to swallow twice more before she realized what she was doing. She then tried spit it out, the fluid leaking out of her mouth and down her jaw.

Having arrived at Shokushu in an unusual way for a monster, 31088 was unaware that the island's "features" prevented anyone from hearing Bala's scream. Equally unaware, Bala hoped her rescuers had heard her. And if no one had heard, all was lost. Bala was starting to lose hope. Tears were running down the sides of her face to the tops of her ears. She didn't see the point in struggling any more. But she just couldn't give up. She didn't like the looks of that phallus. She tried to free her legs by twisting. She tried to pull her arms free. Nothing was working. And nothing stopped the flow of sweet lubricant into her mouth. Bala couldn't keep up with the flow and was forced to occasionally swallow some of the fruity liquid.