The Great Outdoors had never been a great interest of Mercy's. Of course, that was before she had come to this island, when everything had made sense and there was no danger of some terrible monster forcing itself upon you. Since she had been here, there had been horrifying creatures hiding themselves in places deep beneath the campus, or that crept into girls rooms at night. It stood to reason that she should spend as much time away from those places as possible.

Because of this, the French girl was now wandering through the woods of Shokushu, dressed for hiking in a tight fitting white top, shorts and boots. She had only been walking for an hour or so, but she was clearly out of practice and had decided to stop for a break, sitting down underneath the shady branches of a tree and taking a sip of water from her bag.

Rexus happened to have retreated from the campus location for a while, relaxing as normal reptilians do on a large rock in the sun. Suddenly Tor came rushing into the clearing in a frantic state, and all Rexus discerned was that something required his attention.

Upon stealthily creeping through the brush he found that something did require his attention, two very large breasts hanging from a gorgeous young girl all alone.

Deciding to spook the girl for some fun, the draconian purposely makes some rustling noises in the bushes and prepares to give chase.

Mercy was completely unaware that she had been spotted, or that she was now being observed by a dangerous being intent on catching her and sating it's horrific lusts on her. The first sign that she received that something was out of the ordinary was the rustling of branches a short distance away.

At first, she thought that it might have been another student out for a stroll, moving things about as they travelled through the bush. It very quickly became apparent, however, that whatever was making those noises was a lot stronger than any of the students she had met. It was capable of creating that much noise by shaking undergrowth, and that meant that it was strong enough to be a problem.

Very calmly, Mercy got to her feet and began to back away from the bushes. She was a few steps away when she turned on her heel and began to sprint away, fleeing the scene.

With a lizardly smile, Rexus bolted after her, staying completely hidden by undergrowth and trees. All she'd hear was stomping and bushes shuffling loudly as he pursued her. Giving chase until she's just about worn out, watching her begin to stagger, the sound dies away. She now hears nothing but the sounds of the woods around her.

Of course, Rexus simply went back to being quiet, slowly following her until she tires enough to sit still again...and likely, realizes she's completely lost in the woods now.

Just because the sounds of pursuit had died away, Mercy knew, it didn't mean that whatever was out here had given up the chase. More likely was that it was toying with her, waiting until she got tired. Well she wouldn't give it that satisfaction. She'd keep running and running until she reached safety, her legs wouldn't fail her.

It was at that moment that the french girl tripped over a low branch, collapsing to the ground in mid-sprint. She threw her arms out in front of her to shield herself from the impact with the ground, sliding along in the dirt for a few feet before coming to a stop. For a few moments she was left there stunned by her fall, shaking her head to get the soil and leaves from her hair. It was then that she realised what kind of a situation she was in. The fall had left her on her knees, bent forwards with her rear in the air, an unintentionally inviting gesture to any monsters. She tried to crawl away, her ankle in too much pain to support her enough to make running a suitable approach.

From the bushes behind the now fallen young girl, Rexus couldn't contain the site of her bent over posture. Springing from the bushes, he landed directly over the now huffing and panting girl as she tried to get up. Lowering himself, he placed one clawed hand on the back of her backpack and pushed her back to the dirt. The other gripped her hip and tentacles from his forearm sprang out and encircled her thighs, holding her bent over on the ground.

"HHhhrrrmmmm....." the draconian hums as his tongue extends to lick the back of her neck. He smells her sweet sent and audibly sighs as his wet slimy tongue continues to taste her soft skin. As she turns her head so she's not face down in the dirt his tongue drags up her neck, along her jawbone and across her lips leaving a trail of saliva behind.

Tentacles from the arm holding her down come forth and pull her arms back, sliding the backpack straps off.

Mercy shrieked as some terrifyingly powerful beast held her to the ground. She could feel a large hand pushing into her back and keeping her in place, muscular tentacles wrapping themselves around her legs and stopping her from kicking out at her attacker. The tongue slid up her neck and she shuddered with terror and due to the alien sensation. It continued on its course, over her jaw and her lips and the french girl shut her eyes tight, wondering desperately if she would wake up and this would all be a dream.

The backpack began to slide off and she cried out again.

"Please, please leave me alone!" Her voice was weak and quiet, frightened.

(sorry about the delay)

The dragon-like creature pulled the backpack off, sliding it off her arms with the help of the rubbery tentacles. Tossing it off to the side it lands with a thud, his hand now returns to the helpless pleading girl. A sharp claw grazes the small of her back and hooks onto her shirt, easily slicing it up the back to the collar, it's followed shortly by his tongue again licking her back. His scaly hand reaches around and gropes one of her large breasts, squeezing it and dragging his claws over them lightly.

His other hand on her hip begins cutting apart her shorts and rubbing her firm buttocks, the tentacles bind her legs and hold her immobile. As she continues to struggle she realizes more and more that there is no escape against this creature.

(No need to be sorry )

Mercy struggled underneath the monsters powerful grasp, unable to reach either his arm or something that she could use to drag herself to safety. There was no way out of this, and her struggles couldn't shift the enormous beast that held her down. A tearing noise as his claw sliced through her top and she felt the sharpness lightly graze her back, followed by that slick, warm tongue.

More tearing and her shorts were gone, leaving her in nothing but her underwear and boots, completely under this monsters control. She yelped as his powerful hand gripped hold of her buttocks, squeezing.

The monster kneads her breast with his dark blue scaly hand, the soft scales of his palm lightly rubbing against her tit. The claws gently tickling the base of the mounds as he gropes their entirety. Alternating between the two love orbs, he squeezes roughly but slowly, giving long attention to each.

His other hand holds her buttocks and he runs his bumpy knuckle along her panties, pushing in on the soft mound they hide. The tentacles from that arm still hold her legs apart on the ground, spread in an obvious position.

The large red tongue is making her exposed back wet with slimy saliva, the draconian loving the scent and taste of the soft wonderful skin the young girl possesses. Licking all the way up her neck again, he lightly licks her ear teasingly.

"Sssssso tasty, Tor must want some of you as well."

With that said, a metal hatch opens from a part of his body that is metal, a small green ooze half slides, half drips out and begins pouring on the ground. It bundles up into a small blob and begins making it's way to the girl.

Mercy shut her eyes tight as the enormous creature began to roughly fondle her breasts, squeezing tightly on her sensitive orbs and making her give little yelps of pain and fear. She tensed as she felt his other hand push momentarily against her hidden mound, the thin fabric of her panties doing little to protect her from the hard claw.

That tongue travelled upwards again, coiling around her ear and she shuddered. The monster spoke to her and Mercy heard the sound of a small metal door swinging open, and an oozing, dripping noise.

"What is that?" She cries out, eyes opening once again to see the blob approaching her.

"That'sss Tor, or that'sss what I call him anywaysss. He's a friend." If the creature could smile that must be the expression he's showing now.

The green blob makes it's way to her legs and slowly starts sliding up her thigh, it starts to envelope her lower torso and as it does this the tentacles from the cybernetic attachment release Mercy's legs. However, the ooze spreads to both of her legs from toes to hips. She finds that while it's far more comfortable, she has no more movement than before. In fact, comfortable doesn't cover it, the ooze makes her skin tingle and warms her.

"I guess Tor wants a taste of something else too."

The draconian continues his assault on the girls large breasts, he picks her up and turns her on her back. Holding her arms with the tentacles from his other arm still, his clawed hands continue squeezing her breasts. His long tongue now licks her taut stomach and travels up between the valley of the large orbs to lick her face and lips. Meanwhile Tor's ooze soaks through the panties and begins massaging Mercy's soft sex lips.

Mercy continued her struggles as the ooze began to slide along her legs, enveloping them and continuing on its way. The tingling touch of the blob was warm against her bare skin and she shuddered at the harsh contrast between this creatures touch and the sheer power of the monster above her.

Without any effort, the beast lifted her and turned her over, giving her no escape from his exploring claws. They squeezed her breasts hard, rolling the soft orbs over and over, making her arch her back on the hard ground, trying desperately to get away from his hands, his tentacles, that tongue that slid up the valley of her cleavage and danced across her lips.

The French girl let out a quiet yelp as the blob began to massage the entrance to her tight womanhood, excitement rushing through her as her most intimate region was expertly probed.

The touches to her nether region were getting more intense, more...direct. Tor forms a denser tendril and pushes under her panties and massages between her lips, feeling and tasting the first drops of her fluids.

As Mercy yelps the larger monster's slimy tongue slides into her mouth, the beasts saliva mixing with her own. The draconian decides to activate the aphrodisiac in his spit and not only conquer the passive girl, but to have her complete cooperation. The saliva dripping from the tongue suddenly takes a change to have a hint of spice to it.

Rexus pulls the girl up to a sitting position, from the waist down she is immersed in Tor's blobbish body, still holding her breasts in his clawed hands, her arms bound by the tentacles from his cybernetic forearm.

Tor takes advantage of the moving to remove the girls panties from her hips, leaving them hanging from one leg. She now wears the panties at her knee and her boots, still covered from the waist down in the green ooze which sensually massages her entire lower half. With no inhibitions, the ooze rolls itself around both of her lower entrances, enticing her arousal further.

Meanwhile, Rexus brings his erect cock up to the girls face and using her large orbs of soft flesh begins massaging it with them. Each thrust brings the head closer to the girls face and lips as he looks down upon her waiting to see her reaction to the drug.

Mercy's eyes widened as the monster pushed its tongue inside her mouth, muffling her cries as the ooze covering her lower body sends a tendril inside her, gently probing. She is only vaguely aware of the taste of his saliva, being much too frightened and confused to register such things and so the aphrodisiac's effects would come as a complete surprise to her.

The beast pulled her up, bringing another yell from her throat. This one did not seem as urgent though, it seemed rather half hearted, quieter. There was no outcry as the ooze removed her panties and began to massage her entrances, something that confused the French Girl. Why couldn't she force herself to scream? Why did it feel... good?

The enormous cock came into view, pressing between her pendulous breasts as Rexus began to slide them over his member. The heat washed through Mercy's chest and made her heart beat ever faster, her breathing speeding up as the head of the cock approached her face. Without even realising she was doing it, she opened her mouth, extending her tongue, inviting the cock into her small, waiting mouth.