Noel was shocked when, after just a few parting gropes, the thick white tentacles abandoned her nubile body. When Ico released her and turned away, she stared at him, dumbfounded, not quite comprehending what was happening until he'd already reached the number five.

As her senses suddenly returned to her Noel practically fell out of the bed in her rush to escape. Stumbling, until she freed herself of the sheet tangled around her ankles, the young woman bolted out the door with one last fearful glance over her shoulder. She realized belatedly that it would have been wise to grab an article or two of clothing before she'd fled, but she didn't dare turn back. She had no confidence in the alien creature actually keeping his word; her single minded goal was to put as much distance between the two of them as possible.

She ran down the long silent hall, hugging her arms to her chest in a vain attempt to keep her ample breasts from bouncing wildly. She hit the door at the far end of the corridor running, cringing as the sound echoed down the empty hall. She didn’t stop though, just picked up her desperate flight again, starting down the long twisting stairwell and towards the security office on the first floor.

She dashed out the room, blazing out of her door in a hasty blur, sheets and blankets kicked aside in her flight. Her quivering mounds jiggled and bounced under her arm, and she hit the door... the door to the stairs. Down she went, feet padding audibly in the stairwell, making echoes in the enclosed space as she came down to the first floor.

There she pushed open the door, moving into the hall that would lead her to the foyer where the security office was. That was when she heard ~his~ voice coming... from a ways in front of her!

"Ooh... where aaare you?" He called in a soft voice... it sounded like he was in a perpendicular hall, one that connected to this one further up. If he was headed in this direction, he might see her dash on past... on the other hand, she might get to the office before he caught up. How did he get there that fast?!

Noel stood under the harsh florescent lights, her chest heaving. Her bare pussy, quite moist thanks to the monster's molestations, had made her silky smooth thighs slick with her own juices as she ran. Her nipples were stiff and her breathing was ragged. She thanked whatever gods might be watching that no one had seen her in this state, but her gratitude vanished when she heard the familiar, taunting voice.

A chill shot down her spine as his earlier threats - or had they been promises? - came unbidden from her memory. She shouldn't have come this way. It was too obvious, of course he would have known this is where she would head. The vulnerable didn't have time to think though. If he was coming in this direction - and she knew he was, her luck had always been awful - he would be upon her before she manage to sneak out. Her only hope was to make a mad dash for her saviors in the security office.

Taking a deep breath and hugging her supple breasts tightly, Noel took off at the fastest sprint she could manage. Though her footfalls were far quieter than they would have been if her feet hadn't been bare she was painfully aware of the soft sound ringing through the tiled halls. When she crossed the hall it had sounded like the voice came from she couldn't even bring herself to turn and look.

Her feet pounded across the floor, and she ran desperately for the office! She passed the side-hallway, not even glancing aside as she blazed down the hall. Toes slapping, heels flashing, she dashed past...

She really thought she got passed, she really did! But something shot out around her, wrapping around the bottom of her breasts and tightening around her. Her feet were still running, flying up into the air as she was pulled back, reeled in like a fish. Before she could even scream, another one went across her face, awkwardly pressing over her mouth...

Noel was caught! Uncomfortably, awkwardly so, her body dropping into an awkward crouch as she managed to keep herself from hitting the floor entirely. She got her feet under her again, but then the tentacles pulled on her again, harder... and she could hear footsteps slowly approaching from behind. Light, slow, shoe-covered footsteps... he was coming. And he was getting close...

Almost there, almost there! Every step took her closer to the heavy wooden door that led to the security room and safety. The first tentacle came from nowhere, knocking the wind from her as it looped around her chest and pulled her roughly backwards. There was still a chance! The pink-haired girl took a deep breath and opened her mouth to let out a scream, a cry for help, anything that would alert the men behind the door to her plight. Before a single sound emerged from her mouth, however, the second tentacle grabbed her, reducing her ear-shattering scream to a barely audible, unintelligible cry.

She wobbled, but managed to stay upright, but before she could come up with the faintest hint of a plan she was pulled again, losing her footing and falling backwards as she heard what she knew to be the seemingly normal young man approaching her.

The tentacle hugging her torso squeezed the lower portion of her heaving breasts, causing the girl’s already impressive cleavage to be thrust up and out. Her heart raced and as panic completely wiped out her earlier bravado, she felt her breathing begin to grow ragged.

Her impressive mounds bulged upwards... driving them into another tentacle that wrapped around her chest, mashing her breasts and dragging across her tits. A rough motion as they hold her fast, stimulating her skin and teasing her body, even with the uncomfortable hold it had on her.

Slowly, inevitably, she is pulled backwards, her arms secured by more tentacles... these ones with suckers that clamp fast to her arms. Others begin to slide around her thighs, smoothly teasing along her legs and pulling on her more comfortably.

"Hmm... what a catch ~this~ seems to be? Time to reel it in..."

Noel groaned as the tentacles holding her roughly stroked her soft skin. They didn't seem to care in the slightest about the helpless girl's discomfort, and to her shame that treatment almost seemed more effective than the alien's earlier, more gentle teasing. Her little pink nipples quickly stiffened again, increasing the pleasure she received as the tentacles twisted and twined around her naked body.

The pink-haired beauty whimpered as she was dragged closer and closer to her captor. She could feel her bare pussy becoming moist again as new tentacles wrapped around her shapely legs.

"What... nothing to say?" She felt lips whisper against her shoulder, teasing her will and skin lightly. Humming a little to himself, he began to walk... walk back for the stairs, tentacles entwining around her, wrapping about her body and lightly squeezing her.

She sees herself brought into the stairwell, her body held in the air firmly but gently. Finally, as they near the top, tentacles unwrap from her slowly... a few poking and teasing her curves, but mostly holding her and gagging her. One tentacle across her mouth, the other just under her breasts, using them like a handle. She saw she was being walked right back to her room...

Noel shouted some unintelligible response into her fleshy tentacle gag when alien young man taunted her, but the flare of anger was short lived, quickly overtaken again by fear as he turned and began to haul his prey back they way she had came. Noel's heart sunk when she realized he intended to take her back to her bedroom. Not only did he intend to despoil her innocent young body, he would shatter the sanctuary and safe haven of her bedroom as well.


The girl's indignant anger gave her a small surge of adrenalin. For a few moments, as they neared the doorway marked "231," her struggles intensified. It didn't last long though. Noel knew she'd been beaten. That she'd never had a chance in the first place.

She was dragged in, unable to do anything as she was pulled back into her room... placed back on her bed. Tentacles slid and squirmed over her breasts, delighting in their bouncy and soft shape, and suckered tips snared each nipple... each teat was alternatively milked and tugged on, other suckers forming on the tentacles seizing her delicious breasts. Meanwhile, the tentacle pressed them up from below in a lewd support.

As she felt the bedsheets on her naked skin, and she felt herself braced to her bed, she saw him walk up next to her and finally putting a human-seeming hand on her stomach. "Quite a tantalizing piece you are... why don't you share your name with me?" His fingers traced circles gently on her stomach, even while each mound was squeezed and tugged upon.

Noel groaned, a distinctively defeated tone to her voice, as she was placed back upon the rumpled bed covers. Her body having not had the opportunity to cool down significantly, the tentacles that began to lavish attention on her supple breasts had no trouble quickly warming her back up. They massaged and molded her succulent flesh like a potter with clay that wouldn't hold it's shape

Bright green eyes narrowed as Ico approached her and she flinched when his hand began to softly stroke her smooth skin. She felt a tightening in the pit of her stomach; his distinctively human hands seemed to have a far different effect on her than the alien tentacles.

"Not on your life you freak!" Noel hissed, apparently still capable of mustering up enough anger to resist him.

"Ouch..." He says at her retort, just squeezing her breasts firmer. Her supple breasts bulged and bounced between the tentacle's bands, his fingers rose up to tickle across the folds of sensitive titflesh.

"I suppose hide and seek was a bad choice for you, mm? Then again, I thought I should save you from humiliating yourself further. Grateful at all?" A nipple was pinched firmly and tugged on, and more tentacles began sliding across her legs.

"I guess not... then, we are at something of an impasse. You want to be free... I don't want you to be. Got something to trade for it?"

The pink-haired girl moaned and writhed as both the creature's tentacles and human-like hands played with the succulent flesh of her ample breasts. A little cry made up of a mixture of shock, pain and lust slipped between her lips each time her sensitive nipples were pinched or tugged or twisted.

Her breathing was once more heavy and ragged and conflicting emotions constantly flickered across the student's lovely face.

"Will you just fuck me already!!" Noel shouted, her mind too clouded with anger and arousal to really think about what she was saying. She bristled with indignation; he had her naked, bound, and helpless and yet still the white-haired "man" taunted her.

"Stop it," she snapped, laughing bitterly and glaring intently into the alien's eyes. "We both know there's no way in hell you're going to let me go so you can just stop fucking teasing me...!"

His hands continued to pull and play with her full breasts, enjoying how they bulged, rippled, and bounced in his coils and under his fingers. His lips moved down, caressing a peeking nipple, his tongue flicking over it, before he pulled his head back again and grinned into her face.

"Mmmmm... that expression is terribly, terribly cute on you." He teased, smiling brightly into her eyes. He leaned in, grinning and actually kissing her lightly before pulling back.

"Although... I must say, your bitter tone stabs me deep." He looks almost hurt, then smirks and slowly, achingly kisses the bulging folds of her beautiful breasts. "Now, you need not be harsh. I admit, the first time I play with a new guest, they usually have the deck stacked a little against them."

He catches her titflesh between his teeth, pulling it out lightly as he murmurs into her mound. "But... if there was no chance... for you to win... it would hardly be fun for me, either!" He releases her tit, letting the sensitive flesh relax, and then transfers his lips back to her nipple, catching it between his teeth and tugging lightly.

"I only stepped after you so quick... because you forgot to get dressed first. I would have been... terribly... disappointed... if you ran from my grasp into another's. They would hardly be so kind!" Even as he held her nipple, his tongue flicked across it ruthlessly and eagerly. "The game... the challenge... the excitement... is the real fun."

Tears welled up in Noel's vividly green eyes as she glared down her traitorous body at the alien creature sexually tormenting her helpless form. Her anger had reached a peak, but slowly and surely it was being worn away by the constant onslaught of lust, of pure carnal need. The normally outgoing girl had been increasingly solitary, some of her peers might say paranoid, since her second roommate's sudden, unexplained disappearance two months ago. The pink-haired flirt was used to having various girls over several times a week, but her late-night rendezvous had abruptly ended when Sophia had vanished. She was worried, both for her missing room mate and for herself; most nights she couldn't bare to touch herself, let alone be with another. Though the solitude was comforting for the girl's troubled mind, her young body had it's own needs, intense needs, needs which were suddenly no longer being fulfilled.

Until now.

"Oh GOD....!" She moaned, writhing beneath Ico. Her internal conflicted played out across her lovely face, constantly shifting between anger, frustration, fear, and the occasional quick glimpse of lusty submission. "What...what the hell do you want from me?!"