Covers had long been tossed to the floor from atop the bed. The one to blame was the displacment was a young african american female wearing not but her newly bought plaid pajama top an bottom. Within a deep slumber, her writhing and turning body were signs of troubled sleep.

Perhaps it was the absence of her roommate, whom was supposed to be in her own bed across from her? Leaving her alone for a project she had to do with another girl, but in another room when curfew would long be passed.

Leaving poor defesnless Narissa all by her lonesome.

The dark skinned female startled, a nightmar strong enough to wake her from her troubled sleep. Blindly patting a nimble hand towards where a nightstand lay, she groped around until she felt the hard plastic of a switch under her finger tips. A clicking sound was heard and the room was bathed in a yellow light from the lamp she'd turn on.

Without the cloak of darkness, anyone could have seent the sweat rolling down her furrowed brows, tracing a line down her face to her neck only to disappear past her shirt where rising and falling breast were panting. A loose top button had given view to the sweat finally disappearing between the crevice of her bosom. A night terror was evident.

Flitting liquid black eyes throught the room, she saw the still empty bed of her roommate, two desks designed plainly for the room, and two doors, a bathroom and the hallway door, and one window.

But no nightmare.

Narissa rubbed her arms together while swinging her legs off the bed, letting her feet touch he carpet, anchoring her to reality.

'Gosh! I never had a nightmare like that.' Even despite the details of the nightmare was evaporating from her memory, the smoldering fear was still hangining over her. Taking a hand to the collar of her nightie, she flapped the cotton hem, trying to cool herself off. Just short of pulling off the warm holding fabric, she took another look towards the window. Nothing but night and the twinkling of stars showing through.

Taking a hesitant breath, she slid off the bed, adding weight onto her goosbump covered legs. Reaching the window, she took a quick look to make sure none of the prefects or teachers were outside, then she pulled up the pane of the window, allowing a chilling and recuperating waft of air to blow onto her. Some of the papers thumb tacked to the wall lifted from the white surface.

She sighed. "That's just what I needed." Narissa calmed down, leaning her elbows on the window sill while glancing her eyes up at the sleeping heavens. She didn't know what caused, or what was, her nightmare, but it seemed that it was passing.

But she couldnt' stay up all night trying to escape a nightmare that she probably, wouldn't dream again. A passing glance at the alarm clock read a digitla 2:05.

"I'll just go wash my face. Then straight to bed." Assured of her plan, she left the open window sill and stepped over her plain covers she headed to the wash room. It would only take a minute and she could just let herself sleep again. But soon she'd wish that she had slept through that nightmare, than leave it to another waking one.

The chill breeze came through the open window and wafted around the room...But then the wind fell silent. A shadowy bulk rose before the window, blocking out the starlight, casting shadows through the room.

Suddenly there was a flash of green--A large eye snapped open, its slit pupil focusing on the darkened room, gazing at the interior. The dark bulk flowed inward over the windowsill, an alien form filling the portal and stretching tendrils forth into the dark. The tentacles reached out into the room, wandering over the contents...They brushed over the textbooks, the desk, a few discarded clothes. Finally they lingered over the bed, its tangled sheets still warm from the feminine form that had inhabited them.

Dendrite slipped over the windowsill and landed lightly on the floor of the room, tentacles supporting its inhuman bulk. The creature glanced around, then it almost seemed to shrink--the rubbery flesh pulling inward to let the creature huddle behind a dresser and below the window. Its mottled grayish skin was near-invisible in the shadows. When the eye snapped open, the creature could scarcely be seen--and yet it gave the impression of awareness.

Inside the washroom, Narissa could only hear the sound of the running as she patted her hot spots with a damp and cool cloth. Lifting her cotton shirt, she exposed her full plumb shaped breast to the mirror, gliding a the wet and course feeling cloth against the choclatly nubs.

She was just about down, lifting them to wipe the flesh beneath them and swiping the cloth side to side. The sweat that had once called that crevice home was losted again. A final brush, it left her nipples stand pronounced, the combination of the cold water and the breeze from outside.

"Oh! I should probably close that before any bugs fly in," she said absent-mindedly. Pulling down her top over her breast again, she twisted the sink knob off, flicked the bathroom light down and closed the door behind her.

Outside the bathroom, she looked in her room and a squeal of fear came from her. That COULDN'T be what was there in the corner! It couldn't be!

Indeed, one troublesome gnat had flown in, its buzzing and flying form only caught by the shadow it casts in its flight. "I knew it." But those words came out more calmed than her initiate thoughts. She thought it was a mosquito. Pursing her lips she headed straight to the window, using both hands, she pulled down the window until it made a satisfying click.

With that done, she looked to the floor, her eyes scanning until the stopped at a pair of tossed shoes next to the foot of her bed. Grabbing it quickly, she looked back up to the ceiling to try and catch the dancing shadow that would be smooched.

"There you are . . ." she whispered. Smiling at the gnat's prone form on the ceiling she stalked onto her bed, taking carful and quiet steps to the prey. The gnat lay still while she slowly smiled a devious grin, her voice still hushed as she spoke, " You've made the wrong choice of coming into my room at, "another quick glance, "2:10. Now . . .perish!" Stretching out her arm, lifing her shirt in the process to reveal two dimples in the small of her back, she jabbed at the corner where the gnat laid.

Almost in synch, the gnat flew from its spot and towards her face, surprising her as she jerked her head back, losing her balance and falling straight back on her bed.

"Oof!" The wind knocked out of her, she lay dazed for the few seconds the gnat flew above her before settling elswhere in the room. Obviously satisfied with its triumph over the 'predator.'

"Pft. You win for now." Frowning, she dropped the shoe off to the side of the bed as she moved her free arm to the lamp, flicking it off. Grabbing the covers from the carpet, she pulled it over herself.

"And off to sleep."

Dendrite rested silently in the shadows as the girl returned to her bed. The creature waited with reptilian patience as she readied herself for sleep; it watched as she wandered back and forth, shutting the window and pursuing the insect. Dendrite watched as she fell back in bed, her delectable form bouncing on the bed, pajamas riding up a little to reveal more of her rich brown skin...There was a moment the alien's lust nearly overcame it, as it wondered--why was it bothering to wait at all? But then the girl settled down to sleep, and Dendrite knew its chance was at hand.

The alien's tentacles stretched forward into the darkness, pulling it forward. Its bulk loomed upwards, gazing over the girl's prone form. As her breathing fell into the regular rhythm of sleep, Dendrite reached out. Slowly it pulled down the bedsheets, tendrils caressing over her slumbering form. The deft tentacles began to unbutton her pajama top and tug at the bottom, eager to reveal more of her delicious body...

Rest had finally taken her again as she slowly fell from reality. A crawling feel began to grow on her arm. Too far gone to bother with it she remedied it by curling herself up more. But it did not deter the feeling.

Was she moving that much in her sleep again? She could feel the spandex of her bottoms sliding down. She knew she wasn't exactly the calm sleeper, but it didn't even feel that deep a sleep. Something lightly pressed against her exposed side and she swatted at the feeling. Her lips muttered something along the lines of 'bug.' If her brain was anymore awake, she probably would have noticed the lack of buzzing sounds floating near by.

Annoyingly rising towards the realm consiousness, away sleep like she wanted, it was the sound of the plucking, still thinking it was the gnat, that had heard arm reaching down for the shoe.

"Dang it! I knew I should have gotten you!" she muttered, the darkness still prevalent and her eyes too blurry too see the her 'bug' problem. Sitting up, she was all to surprised to feel her top slacken to the sides, the buttons all plucked off. "Wah? Did I do that?" Consiousness ceased her again at the improbability as she saw her trousers lowered too and, off to the side and still melding well with the rooms darkness, laid a huge mass and apendages.

"I think . . . I need a bigger shoe."

Dendrite growled deeply and swarmed onto the bed, holding itself over the girl. Its bulk was improbably suspended above her, held up by strong tentacles; the creature's eye was right near her face, gazing enigmatically at her. "Good evening," the creature murmured, though it seemed to have no mouth with which to speak. The coiling tendrils did not cease their work, pulling her pajama bottom off completely and tugging the pajama top down to her elbows...incidentally keeping her arms held at her sides by the fabric.

The sudden proximity with a large and reptilian eye had her shirk backwards on her bed, her legs raised as she felt the rest of trousers pulled off.

A terrified scream tore from her throat as she felt the fabric of her plaid top being wrenched down, forcing her arms to her side and pronouncing her bare breast towards the creature.

"GET AWAY!" Unable to throw the shoe, she dropped it in favor of raising her knee towards the gargantuan blue eye in front of her, in hopes of damaging it.

Dendrite's eye snapped closed as the girl raised her knee, and her blow thumped ineffectually off the creature's torso. A loud, dark chuckle emanated from the alien and it pressed forward, its body pushing Narrisa down to the bed. The creature's slightly ridged, rubbery flesh felt cool against her warm skin as it wriggled against her. "Shhhhh!" Dendrite growled, a tentacle whipping upward to push between her lips. "Screaming won't help you now, cutie..."

Her knee only bounced down from the snake like surface of the creature when it blinked and, when it 'fell' onto her skin she wish she had made no contact at all with its skin.

The cool surface made her shiver and grow goosebumps from the reptlian feel, the scales brushing against her nipples roughly and forcing them excited.

"What the heck are you!?" she screamed, trying to slide herself backward and away. Her shoe had only dropped onto the bed next to her as she felt the sole skimm against her palm.

One of Dendrite's tentacles coiled around the girl's right leg, halting her retreat. "A good question," the creature chuckled, opening its eye again to gaze at her. "I am a being from a planet other than Earth." The tentacle pulled on her leg, making her body slide back down, her bare chest brushing against the creature's torso. "One who has an appreciation for human females..." The tendril twining about her leg wriggled high, stroking her inner thigh and moving toward the juncture of her legs.

To her horror, she could feel something wrap around her ankle, pulling her back towards the creature and still in a vunerable position. She felt her heart drop to her stomach when she saw its eye exposed again, a striking cyan blue with a dark slitted pupil.

An appreciation for . . . what?

She felt something slitering on her legs, creeping up to a spot where there could be no questions on its destination.

"NO! Don't go there!' Moving her hand with the shoe in it her own attack was cut short with the restraints of the fabric, still trapping her arms to her side. "No!" A dismayed plea, all too powerless to stop its venture.

Dendrite laughed darkly as the girl cried out. The creature pulled her back down and pressed its body atop hers, pinning her down with her head on her pillow. The tendrils reached under her body and pulled her arms free of her pajama top, tearing one of the sleeves in the process. "Such a pretty one," Dendrite growled, the tentacles twining over her arms and legs...feeling and caressing her strong limbs, tugging her into a spread-eagled position beneath itself. "So strong and vibrant...I shall enjoy you. Perhaps you may even enjoy me." The alien's tail curled and coiled around her thigh, finally pushing up between her legs to contact her warm sexlips. The phallic member stroked eagerly, exploring the darkly colored folds, a bit of fluid trickling from the tip to mingle with her natural wetness.

"N-No! Get away!" she screamed as she felt the cotton of her pj's ripped from her, leaving her bare and opened to all the creature's view. Trying to uses her arm to get free or even shove him away, she flailed them from around her, smacknig the lamp light before her wrist were ensnare in reptilian tentalces, likened to its form.

The lamp fell from its perch, crashing in a loud shattering. A flash of light came from the bulb and for a few flicks, she could see exactly what she was dealing with. A creature, describable like a form of a blob with many extensions coming off of it, its appendages that now held her spread eagle and defensless. Then the bulb finally popped.

In the dark she could only feel something like a thick finger trace up her thighs and touch her womanly folds as she screamed again.

She wasn't just defensless anymore.

She was defensless and in the dark to whatever the creature had in store for her.

Dendrite blinked in the dimness, gazing down at Narissa. Its body wriggled atop her, rubbing against her body and almost melding to her. The tentacles pushed her wrists down, pinning them to the bed; her legs were inexorably spread by the strong tendrils, exposing her most secret parts. "Relax," the creature murmured, its voice redolent with dark amusement. The phallic tentacle pushed up against her sex, rubbing up and down between her outer folds. And finally it drove inward to claim Narissa's tunnel, wriggling slowly inward to fill her tightness.

Narissa grunted, the way thiss creature pulled her legs apart was almost painful, if not uncomfortable and it wanted her to relax?! Feeling something in the dark press up into her fold, she mustered up the loudest scream she could, also forgetting the absence of her roommate.

"AH! Somebody! Get OFF OF ME NOW!" Trying to dislodge the phallus being pushed into her folds, she bucked up her hips and shimmied side to side, the only thing she could think of at the time, her breast shaking in the dark in circular motions from the struggle.