"At least don't fucking lie to me if you're going to do this against my will! I know every single fucking girl in this school would be better than me both looks wise, will wise, intelligence wise and experience wise! just admit it already! You're only taking the ugliest girl in this university because I was here and stupid enough to be alone right?!"

Kakumaoh found himself in the unusual position of needing to reassure his victim about his reasons for selecting her. Admittedly, he only felt the need to do so because he disliked the accusations about his tastes, but he still felt the need.

"While it is true that I chose to take you now because you'd decided to make yourself easily available, I would not have bothered. There are quite a number of students here I would ignore if they stripped naked and threw themselves at me begging to be fucked. Those other things don't matter to me; intelligence has no effect on what I'm after, and there are different pleasures to lower or higher amounts of the other two."

If she'd been listening, she apparently wasn't convinced. Or she was still trying to find some deal to get herself out of her current situation. "Just let me go! I'll use the book and bring you the best looking in the school! I'll even bring you the staff if you fucking want!"

"No, I don't think so. The first time I noticed you, I decided that I would have you at some point. That decision has not changed now that I've got you, and I think I'd have an easier time catching whoever your book selects as the 'best-looking in the school' if they're of interest to me than catching you again. As for the staff, they're pretty much off-limits." The last part wasn't exactly true, but he wasn't going to let her know that quite a few of them were monsters themselves if she didn't know yet. Why spoil the fun of the one to introduce her to that fact?

"Now, I'd say that's enough talk, wouldn't you?" He yanked down her bikini bottom, tossing it onto the growing pile of clothing he'd removed from her. "Seems like I've nearly got through all of this." He caressed her through the panties she was still wearing.

She looked to him now after his little speech. a huff offered muttering under her breath 'liar'; she had no self-esteem at all she. just closed her eyes and she thrust her head forward the glasses landing on the ground the frames bending. If this was going to happen, she didn't want the visuals of it being lodged in her head forever.

She barely felt the hand caressing her through her panties; the lengths she went to keep cloth from becoming wedged between her nethers was extensive, a sort of tape over her sex along with a small metal plate.

"You wouldn't even give me a simple truth I asked for..."

"What I told you was the truth. Whether you choose to believe it or not will not change that." He gave a half grin. "If you're that attached to believing you're the worst-looking student here, you can always assume my standards of beauty are different from yours. But...," his voice took on a threatening tone, "...do not think I am lying. There is no advantage for me to lie about that."

As he said this, he had been moving back somewhat so that he wouldn't accidentally crush her glasses. This wasn't out of concern for her needing them to see, but a matter of aesthetics; he though she looked cuter with them on, but wasn't going to take the time to find them again now.

"Now, let's see if I can finally see the rest of your body." He ripped off her panties, indeed giving himself a view of her unobstructed by anything beyond the tape covering her slit. "Very nice."

Raven blushed slightly when he said he wasn't lying with such an adamant tone, she'd never been thought over by anything as lovely or even remotely passable when it came to her appearance. she looked down at her panties for a few moments.

"Well... uh... thank you..."

she finally said before the garment at which she stared was torn from her elicitng a bit of a surprise, it brought about a pleasured gasp just at the fabric fraying and snapping off her body.

"P...please... can... can I at least... have one garment... please... I...I hate being naked..."

she begged as a final request.
"Or... at least go somewhere where no one will possibly see me like this..."

"P...please... can... can I at least... have one garment... please... I...I hate being naked..."

He looked over her essentially naked body. "It's a bit late for that now."

"Or... at least go somewhere where no one will possibly see me like this..."

"That I'm willing to do." In fact, he'd been considering taking her under the bleachers before she'd made the request; he wasn't particularly fond of being in the open himself.

As he carried her there, a tentacle shot out and grabbed some of the pile of her discarded clothes. She had been reasonably cooperative once he'd caught her; no point in making her cross the field to get anything to cover herself once he was done with her. If she's good enough, I might even do her the favor of finding her glasses afterwards.

Once they arrived, he smiled at her, a far-from-reassuring expression given his wolf-like face. "Anyone who'd be able to see us here would be clearly visible to us, and would quickly have other things to concern them than your current state of dress." The tentacle dropped the clothes and waved suggestively, hinting at those 'other things,' before withdrawing back into his body. "Now, I think there's been enough stalling here." He removed the tape covering her pussy, the last barrier between him and her body.

Raven looked to the ground as he pulled the tape away. she'd yelp in pain wincing as the tape pulled out a few pubic hairs from her. a single tear fell and she weakly offered a smile of some sort.

"Thank you... for that much..."

the smile had reassured her to some extent though the smile was her trying to lie to herself more than anything; already this had been painful to some extent emotionally and physically.

"Would you mind... letting my feet touch the floor?"

she asked softly eyes closed. she had concided already but she had hoped he would grant her a few requests before he forced himself upon her.

"You... wouldn't deny me a small request like that would you?"

He considered her request for a moment. It wasn't likely that she'd get any advantage from the added leverage of having her feet on the ground, and her escape routes were very limited due to her previous request.

"I suppose that I can grant that for the moment, but I can't guarantee they'll stay there." He lowered her, still maintaining his grip on her. "And, just in case you've got some clever escape plan in mind..." His tentacles looped around behind her, leaving the only clear escape route being straight up and then along the underside of the bleachers.

"Now, enough negotiating." While one hand kept a grip on her shoulder, two others moved to fondle her breasts and the fourth began to caress her slit.

Raven calmly sighed to herself keeping her eyes closed now that her feet were on the floor again. She was glad to have the solid feel under her anyway. The shock of having something suddenly grope her chest sent a shiver through her and instinctual shriek passed her lips. She calmed quickly though swallowing hard, holding back her tears of failure.

"I....I have no plans... y...you could beat me in a second..."

she stammered softly before another slightly more docile yelp passed her as he began to caress her mostly dry womanhood save perhaps the thin layer of fear induced sweat that covered her form. Though it was obvious she had liked having her clothing torn off as her nipples stood quite erect already, even from before he had touched her chest.

"Oh, I don't doubt you. After all, if you had a plan, you'd have probably used it before I caught you. Still, it's better to be sure. Besides, I'm sure you'll forget they're there..." The tip of his finger insinuated itself just inside her sex. "...Once you're suitably distracted."