He was tempted to just tear her clothes off and just force the study session upon the girl. But this time he relaxed and held his composure. He then gently sets the girl upon the ground as he emits a warm snarl in reply.

He holds up one clawed hand as a peculiar bottle-like device appears within it. He also does the same with the other hand and in it appears his clipboard that he is usually never seen without. He looks over to the bottle-like device for a second as he tilts his head. Then he sets it down upon the ground... not turning it on just yet. He then focuses his attention onto his clipboard as a pen appears within his clawed hand and he starts to take notes.

He then fixates his gaze back towards the girl as he says with a low rumble, "Yes... I guess that would be best if it'll make you feel better. Normally I'd just want to rip all your clothes off and just bugger you senselessly. But... I'd rather not make any errors that may break a chance to study you."

Persphone almost found the situation funny as most would have just ripped her clothes off and then fucked her without a second thought, but he was actually being a bit of e gentleman about it. Well, more of a scientist who wanted to control every aspect of his experiment. Well, she would humor him as much as she could as he was being rather courteous when he didn't need to be.

Since it was a day off, she wore her usual pink dress and bunny-ish outfit. Her hat had bene lost on the volleyball field, but she assumed her friends had picked up the article of clothing for her. Her hair was tied up, so she decided to tease a little. She pulled out the hair ties, shaking her head as her pink hair came loose around her shoulders. She ran her hand through her strands, bringing her hands slowly towards her neck and down towards her breasts, hidden behind two layers of clothing. She rubbed circles on her soft lfesh before bringing her hands down to the hem of her dress, pulling it over her head and dropping it onto the floor. She was clad in her socks, underwear and white shirt.

She couldn't believe she was actively trying to seduce a cthulhu, but stranger things had happened to her.

Her hands caressed her thighs, moving northwards. They pushed up her shirt, showing more and more of her pale, unmarred skin. She wore no bra--she didn't need one as her breasts, though ample, did not sag at all. The shirt came off and all that was left were her socks and her panties. The socks could stay on for all she care, as silly as they looked. They were heart patterned after all.

Tantalizingly, she slipped off her underwear, holding it up for him to see before it joined her other clothes. Spreading her arms wide, she turned a circle so he could see all of her.

"Do you approve?" she asked.

He watched her little dance as he blinks his eyes. Albeit it was provacative and tantalizing at the same time. And the more he watched... the more turned on he became. Suddenly the slit at his groin opens as his shaft, along with 4 tentacles sitting adjacent to each other at his groin emerges. His shaft started to lengthen and harden. He then closes his eyes briefly as he reached down with one of his clawed hands to give it a few strokes as he reopened them to gaze back down at the girl. He then nods approval to her as he shifts his gaze back to his paperwork.

"Okay... I think we just need to set up some dials on my collection device. And then we will be ready for my studying of you.," he says with a deep rumble to his tone.

He then sets his clipboard on a nearby table as he knelt down and started to push some buttons on the bottle-like contraption. Then suddenly... 3 tentacle-like appendages emerged from it. 2 appeared to be for grasping and holding while the middle one was for inducing pleasure.

He then asks in a gentle growl, "Stand over the collection device, please? I do know that you will feel apprehension of it. But... I must confess that you will be terribly exhausted after all of this." Then he thought, But I will ravish you after the collection device is full of your womanly essence, my dear.

She had seen him get excited at her little display and she wondered if it had been a bit much of her to do so. He seemed to be enjoying himself, that much she could tell as he stroked what she guessed to be his cock amongst a bunch of tentacles he possessed. She swallowed a lump in her throat, nervous and excited at the same time. She actually got aroused from watching him and turned her head away in embarrssment from getting caught watching so avidly.

Her arms wrapped around herself as she saw th collection device come to life and she looked at Shinigami for reassurance. "Promise it'll be okay?" she asked, although she already started to move forward, thowars the device. Rather concerned, she positioned herself, closing her eyes and waiting for the inevitable.

He rumbles deeply as he presses one final button on the device as it suddenly comes to life.

The two robotic-like tentacle appendages suddenly wrapped about the girl's inner thighs and actually lifted her into the air just abit. The middle appendage suddenly slowly inched it's way to her cunt. It lightly teased over her entrance before it slid it's way inside. Then it started to pump itself slowly in and out of the girl's succulent pussy.

Shinigami stood up to his full height as he reached for his clipboard and pen as he glances back to the girl. He then sat down as he watches the collection device go about it's business.

He then emits a pleased rumble as he says, "You'll possibly experience multiple orgasms. The machine will stop after the bottle is filled." He then closes his eyes and then reopens them as he continues to say, "The reason for the collection device is simple. I feed off of the womanly essence of female humans. It's nourishment for me. Most women wouldn't think twice of allowing me to drink down their yummy essence."

He then starts to jot down some notes on his paperwork. He makes occasional glances over to the machine and the girl's vagina as it was repeatedly thrusted into by the weird device.

Despite expecting something to happen, Persephone couldn't help the cry of surprise escaping her lips as two metal tentacles grasped her thighs, lifting her up just a bit--her feet just barely brushing the floor. She squealed as the last one moved up and pushed intself into her. The girl cried out a few times more as the cool metal began pumping inside her already wet pussy, collecting her juices as it did.

The girl heard his explanation for doing this and she nodded, though could barely keep herself upright as she was screwed methodically in precise strokes by the machine. Wanting to help out to speed up the process, she started playing with herself; rubbing her breasts, massaging them gently. She tugged at her slowly hardening nipples, trying to stimulate them into hard nubs. Her breathing started to quicken as did her heartbeat. Her face was red and her legs were shaking somewhat. The poor thing looked ready to fall over though as she was still weak from fever. And when she experienced the first orgasm, she finally buckled and fell over.

Luckily for her, a chair had been nearby, so she kneeled next to it, her arms crossed atop the chair, her head resting upon her arms. Her delicious little round behind was up in the air for him to see as the metacle collection tentacle pistoned in and out of her pussy, collecting the fruits of her recent orgasm. Not to be finished off so soon, she reached down with one arm to play with her clit, intent on bringing herself to release again.

He smiles, even though his mouth wasn't visible through the mass of tentacles over his face. He couldn't deny the sight of a woman pleasuring herself was indeed stimulating for him to watch as his prehensile shaft started to writhe and wriggle about. It obviously wanted to get into a moist opening as greenish preseed started to ooze out of the slit. It got everywhere from where he sat as he rumbles deeply.

He continues to jot more notes down as he carefully watched the girl pleasuring and teasing over her breasts and then rubbed over her wet pussy. And yet the device still pounded it's way into the girl. It kept a rather firm hold on both of her inner thighs, as well.

Oh, such a beautiful sight. Female humans... such tantalizing organisms. I need to see and know more, though, he thought as he idly twirled a clawed finger through his face tentacles.

Then he says, "After this... we will do some heat and cold stimuli to your vaginal opening, my dear. That is the entire process, basically."

Persephone was nearly hyperventilating as she came, almost contuinously under her own hand as well as from the machine pumping vigorously into her tight opening. It was much different than from being screwed by flesh, metal being hard and unforgiving; cold. It was probably the reason why the girl couldn't get off as fast or as hard as she could have.

She heard him speak and could only grunt her ascent to the experiment, hoping he didn't plan on burning her insides with some sort of insidious device. The metal of this one was already pushing her limits of tolerance. She could take himbeing a Cthulhu, she could swallow the fact that they had already had wild tentacle sex together once and that he needed her bodily fluids and wanted to study her body....But if he damaged it, so help her, she was going to give him Hell.

Finally the machine was filled with her sex juice and she could feel the machine tentacles retracting and returning to their original place. The girl slumped against the chair she had been leaning on, panting softly; tired. Not exhausted enough to stop or to drop off into unconsciousness, but there was no way she was getting up on her own again for the next little while.

He rumbles deeply as he stood up. He then walks over to the machine, picking it up, then he pushes some dials which causes the tentacle-like appendages to retract back into the metallic alloy casing. He then brought up the bottle to peer over it curiously for a moment. That was when he brought the tip of the bottle and stuffed it through the mass of tentacles and to his mouth hidden within it. He then takes a long, slow swig of the juices contained within.

Almost immediately as he did it, though, it caused him to go rigid as his shaft hardens fully, standing up from his crotch. He then rubs over the flabby expanse of his gut as he lowers the bottle, placing a cap on it. He then says, "So delicious. Your essence is like the sweet nectar that bees collect to make honey."

He then ponders for a moment. Then he shook his head as he says, "We will skip the heat/cold stimulation for another time.""

However... if the girl took notice. There was another matter that needed to be taken care of as the monster prick that stood up from his crotch was writhing about, searching eagerly for a moist opening to plunge itself into.

He then emiits a gentle rumble as he carefully approaches the girl. Then he gently hefts her up into his embrace as he says, "Now... I wish to ravish your body till I fill you up with my seminal fluids."

The bottle filled with the girl's womanly juices disappears as he held her to his flabby stomach. She can feel the rubbery texture, but it was slimy and sticky all at the same time. He just held her close as his eyes started to half-lid.

The girl stayed where she was, trying to get her breathing back under control. She had almost started really hyperventilating before and she was sure he wouldn't appreciate her falling unconscious on him before anything even started. Not to mention the trouble of having to revive her. Her body quivered as it started to finish riding out the last of her orgasms, her sex still dripping with her juices, some of it falling to the floor in drops. She felt flattered that he would consider her juices to be delicous.

She smiled sardonically. "You wouldn't be the first one to think so," she said, thinking of a few others who had raped and used her as food. And she could tell that he wanted her right then, seeing that penis of his move about with a mind of its own. She heard his wish and just kissed the closest tentacle in reponse, a sweet little chaste kiss that embodied every innocent bit of her.

She gave a small chuckle then, weak in sound as he held her to him. "Well, you might want to put me down...unless you plan on taking me while I'm in your arms like this...Not that I don't want to, but I'd feel better if I had a bed pressed up against my back this time instead of...having sex in ther air?" She remebered that from her last encounter and had wondered how a human man had managed it and now she knew. "And please don't erase my memory this time...I won't tell." She was honest.

He emits a warm growl as he smiles down to her. He nods and gently walks over to the bed she was laying upon before with the little plush rabbit he gave to her as a gift. He then gently lays her down on her back. He then carefully glances over her form as if appraising her.

By accident abit of his green preseed falls onto the girl as he stood above her. Then he finally says, "Miss Persephone Williams... i may be quite rough with you. Because the tightness is like a vice grip around me and the urge to just mindlessly fuck something blocks out all conscious thought."

He then reaches down with a clawed finger and idly traces it over one of her perky breasts, teasing over the erect nipple before he drags it on down her tummy. Then it finally situates itself between her mound between her legs. He then starts to rub at her opening as he peers at her face, watching her reaction.

Once again, the girl was very surprised about what was happening. Though monstrous in appearance, for her sake he was actually being quite patient, gentle and pretty indulging. Although he was going to 'mindlesly fuck' her as he put it, she found herself not minding as much, actually getting excited from the idea. She smiled at him weakly, though she was sincere in it.

"Go ahead...it's only natural, right?" she told him, shivering pleasurably as his clawed finger trace over her body. She had tensed up at first, kind of afraid he would accidentally cut her open with the rather sharp looking claw, but all he served to do was to tickle her slightly, causing her belly to shake with suppressed chuckles until he found her opening, rubbing at it. She winced slightly, shutting her legs. It hadn't hurt per se, but it had been...well it was a little bit odd with a bit of discomfort. But not wanting him to be discouraged--she had been so thoroughly sexed up before that she would have become as frustrated as he would if he stopped.

Slowly, she opened her legs back up for him, blossoming like a flower.

He then emits a snarl of pure, unadulterated lust as he steadily climbs onto the bed. He gazes down upon her as he manages to maneuver his body to where he was "on top". He gently spreads her legs wide to open her up for his entrance. He lightly puts some of his weight on her to let her feel his immense form.

He closes his eyes briefly then reopens them. They flash a red crimson then revert back to normal as his shaft starts to tease about her vaginal lips. It was trying to thrust itself inside of her opening as it was getting preseed all over it.

I am the creature she lusts for so bad, he thought to himself as he rumbles deeply. He then starts to slowly slide himself into the girl after his shaft gets her lubricated up. It would help his entrance just abit.

He then tosses his head back and roars loudly. Images fluttered through his head of her dancing the tantalizing dance to her self pleasuring her body was just intense for him. So intense in fact that he suddenly hilts himself into her without a second thought.

He then rumbles deeply as he says, "So... horny... must... mate." The words come out slow as he continuously snarls and growls out of lust.

The girl started to moan softly as he prodded at her entrance, getting preseed all over it, mixing with her own vaginal fluids still coming out from twitching walls. There was a chill of fear that went up her spine when she saw the red eyes flashing at her, but it went away quite soon. Strangely, hearing him rumbling occasionally soothed her nerves somewhat, the same way feeling heat did and his body was much warmer than the cold room. She sighed softly as he began to penetrate her, her hands gripping the bedsheets as he did. Th girl was suddenly taken by surprise when he roared and roughly shoved himself into her, pressing up against her cervix, making her breaths come out sharply as she adjusted to him. She heard him speak and started to get aroused herself and whispered to him. "Then mate with me."

Slowly he starts to draw out then he roughly slams into her again. Then he repeats. His motions were tense and firm. His flabby stomach rests gently upon the girl as he peers down to her face, rumbling deeply. His wings retract to rest behind himself as his face tentacles tense and relax from the motions. His mind was slipping and soon will be replaced by a lust-crazed beast with only one conscious thought. To mate was the one conscious thought. As he continued to piledrive himself deep into the girl.

"Are you surprised I take you like a human instead of a beast? I actually find this way more pleasurable," he says nonchalantly as one of his face tentacles lightly carresses over one of her cheeks.