The girl beamed as she landed a few hits on him, her smile transforming to a scowl as it seemed to have little effect. She ground her teeth against each other as she fought, her bouncing chest starting to hurt very badly from all the leaping around without her suit on. She was breaking into a sweat, the moonlight shining off her young body, accenting her curves.

She gasped as it somehow got completely behind her. She hadn’t even realized it until her bikini top fell completely away from her, leaving her large chest bare and on display for him.

As she turned to face him again, her adrenaline began to wear off… her body seeming suddenly very fatigued from it all. She took up a defensive stance, not sure she could mount an effective frontal attack at this point. “Come on then… finish it if you can…” she muttered, humiliated and mad.

The monster was all set to attack, getting into an attack pose, when all of a sudden...

The monster retreated. He walked around the girl, trying to figure out how to effectively come to her from a side where she would have a hard time to retaliate. That was how it is with him...taking this scene like a leisurely sunday drive, where you can view the scene as if you were running along gently.

He looked at her breasts...perfect, rounded forms which had all the markings of a truly delightful female gift. It was capped by little pink nubs, really accentuating the girl and making her breasts stand out against the relative loneliness of the cold night.

" Hmmm...tired?" he spoke, smiling, as he saw that the girl did not make any sudden movements anymore.

Jag was getting infuriated with the thing… why wouldn’t it just attack her? It was staring like some lecher…

The thin white bikini bottom was the only thing left covering the girl’s body, and she didn’t think she could win against him now… nor did she have the strength to get away. Might as well go down fighting, she thought to herself.

Her large breasts huffed up and down a few times as she caught her breath, moving ever so slowly closer to him.

She edged within striking distance of him and swung her foot with all her might at his head, though it would incredibly slow by this point in time… the teen was tired.

The girl seemed to be pained, with humiliation...the humiliation of defeat...and with fatigue. Both would work to the monster's advantage, but he decided to toy with her some more.

He rushed to attack her point blank and head on, wanting to get a taste of the girl's luscious breasts already. He thought the girl had all but spent her last reserves of energy, but of course experience should have taught him better that a cornered animal is a very, very dangerous animal.

He wouldn't have thought, that somewhere in the recesses of her mind she had formed the idea of stepping a bit closer to him then attacking. Although the attack was futile by all means and weak, the monster had stepped in a bit too close carelessly, and as a result he had caught all the full power of the girl's foot.

And as she wheeled around for a roundhouse, she caught the monster's slender jaw. Once more it snapped, unhitched from it's socket. It wouldn't have bothered the monster but she had rattled his brains out, thanks to the monster's carelessness.

He was all of a sudden dazed. He tried to move forward, thinking he would be shaking it off in a matter of seconds but his kneww buckled out under him...he tried to reach out for the girl but his tentacles were limp, hanging down from his body weakly. He reached out with his arm...but before he could even touch anything he fell down face first into the dirt, and in that position he laid there, unmoving.

Jag’s foot connected with a jarring blow to his face, hitting so hard she hurt her own foot. She came down and just stood there for a second, wide eyed as the thing reached for her and then fell to the ground. She… had won?

She was so stupefied that she didn’t run right away. She reached for her bikini top and slowly started backing away towards the forest line, looking again at it. Her curiosity got the better of her.

She eased back towards him, still holding her top in her hand but not wearing it. The girl gently tried to push the thing onto it’s back, wondering what on earth it was… and how she had actually brought it down.

Somehow in the moments that the monster wasn't moving, his unconscious mind was.

He was still out cold, but his other person wasn't. Unbelieving at how his dominant self had easily lost when he cold have won...blaming his arrogance and stupidity. He could have won easily if he did not leave anything to chance, and now look...a slightly weak hit and he's down for the count.

As if to add insult to injury his unconscious self felt the girl poking him, like some dried up marine animal found by some kid, withered on the beach. That's what he was now, withered.

Enough is enough.

The shock had dissipated, somehow, and he could start to hear things. He started to feel, and felt the girl poking him. That was just so annoying.

Without warning he summoned the first of his returning strength and flipped himself up, overturning himself and in the process, whipping one of his tentacles enough to undo the strap of the bikini. It was enough to make it fall halfway down.

" Ta-Dah" the monster said, fixing his jaw once again.

Jag screamed as the thing suddenly sprang to life from being seemingly dead. In that flash of time, her eyes saw everything in slow motion, and she finally got a good glimpse of the thing… which only served to reinforce her fears…

…and then time was speeding up again, and it’s tentacle had whipped at one of the strings of her bikini, sending the garment cascading down her leg before she could react, revealing the girl’s shaved, silken sex lips to the moonlight, her whole youthful, athletic body on display for the monster’s hungry eyes now…

The monster's evil laughter, in his eeriely deep voice, rang out in the night.

" Well, well, well..." he spoke. " So what do we make of this? You almost won...I almost lost. Seems like the tides have turned, my little prey."
His tentacles flailed, then whipped and moved into positions. ONe each around the girls extended arms and legs.

" And now...we begin." he said, licking his lips in anticipation.

Jag ground her teeth together as it taunted her, the naked girl looking around for the quickest avenue of escape…

And in a fraction of a second, with speed it had clearly been holding back, its tentacles were encircling her wrists and ankles. She tugged at them and nearly lost her balance but managed to stay up for a bit longer, fighting madly at the tentacles, going so far as to try and bite one of the ones off her wrist.


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The next scene was a mix of weirdness and sensuality as the tentacles started to rub her body, clearly trying to feel her whole body through the sensations produced by the tentacle.

Each touch was precise, feeling each part of the girl's young body it could feel. It saved the best for last though, as it clearly skipped the girl's breasts, and her pussy, feeling rather the girl's smoothness first.

" Ah yes..." the monster gushed," Youth...the one thing in this world that excites me."

It was after that that Kouzakai started to rub the girl's pert breasts, lightly rubbing his tentacles against them.

" Tell me you don't like that..." the monster said in between ragged breaths.

The girl clenched her eyes shut as it began to feel over her body, the tentacles drifting with the lightest touch over her shoulders, up and down her toned arms and legs, across her thighs, over the girl’s flittering, smooth stomach. Her fighting died down a little as they finally found her breasts, its gentle touch forcing a quick gasp from the girl, even as she tried to refute him.

“Not… a fan of rape… no…” she said through grinding teeth, trying her best not to let her body win, even though she knew… it always gave in.

" It won't be rape at all...that is, if you just give in." the monster said.

While speaking though, he found himself engrossed in the girl's firm globes. He always was, but in his mind each one was different from the other. In color and size, they were different. By far this girl's had been on his top list.

" Just don't struggle." he said in between breaths.

His tentacles moved over familiar territory, slowly beginning to take the shape and weight of the firm orbs through touch. He moved tips over the girl's nipples, and found them hardening under his touch. Quickly they stiffened, and soon was engorging with blood. Slowly but surely they stood proud and unbending in the cold night air.

" Well it seems you do have a very...'healthy' body." The monster said, drooling over the girl as if she was a very fine meal ready to be served.

Jag continued to try and tug at the restraining tentacles, though she could barely budge them at all, and only really succeeded in wearing herself out. Meanwhile, the thing had fixated on her young chest, and its tentacles had crept up to it. She shuddered at the first contact of it’s appendages over her firm breasts, her tits betraying her and swelling outwards as it traced over the hardening peaks.

“Get off of me you pervert…” she said through grinding teeth, trying to fight back her body’s urge to just give in and let him play with her sensitive mounds.

" Tsk tsk. A bit cliche, so to speak, but expected nonetheless." the monster remarked at the girl's effort to make him back off. But no amount of verbal quarrel could ever make him back off, much less back down. He continued his quest.

Two thin tentacles joined the others in exploring the girl's young bosom, deliberately taking their time at the firm globes of flesh which steadily hardened and seemingly beckoned the monster even more. They wrapped themselves around th girl's nipples, slowly rising nubs which were hard to the touch already. They rubbed...pulled...then softly rubbed again as they unfurled. They rasped against the tips and did the impression of finger tips exploring the nubs for the first time.

" Hmm...it would seem you don't want this. But your body says otherwise." He said." How can I let you go if even your own body disobeys you?"

Tentacles went down, and found themselves around the girls puffy mound. Feeling around as if for the first time they rubbed themselves against the cheeks of the girl's pussy, softly digging and softly trailing a mucousy way to the girl's labia.

" I don't believe that's what you truly want. Why don't you just give up the charade?" the monster chagirned, smiling darkly into the moon.

The girl couldn’t help but let a moan slip through her lips as it squeezed and played with her firm nipples, her breasts already burning in want. Why did these damn things always do this first and make her lose control? It was as if they knew her weakness.

And that was exactly what was happening. Her lip fluttered slightly as she felt the thing pluck at her tits, rolling the hardened buds with it’s tentacles. She clasped her eyes shut and tried to force down the pleasure she could already feel fighting for control of her body.

It was only made worse as the thing began to drift another tentacle over her mound, teasing around her sex for a bit before it trailed it’s slimy length along her slit.

“Stop… please… stop this…” she said through closed eyes, her pleas becoming less and less convincing.