she cursed at herself slightly as Rahs began to mess with her body through the few layers of cloth that wrapped her chest. She winced as the creature began to lightly toy with the temperature hardened nubs of her breasts. He probably didn't know that there was a velvet underside to her cloth wrap that made the feeling quite a bit better for her. she did a good job of not showing that she liked the touch though; acting talent was certainly there.
Fuck! what the hell was that for?!"

she sounded pained by the tweaking of course it was only a talented lie on her part. She glared at him for a time until she felt his hands on bare flesh a shiver passed through her at the touch and rubbing, his hands were cold thanks to her spell. being from texas, cold wasn't her strong suit.

Next thing she felt was a bit of dread as she felt the cotton cloth of her underwear press between her legs, it was a feeling she hated obviously as she visably grit her teeth, it was the whole reason she didn't wear women's underwear, too much of a touch to her sensitive skin.
"Damn... any way I can get a request at least?!"

Rahs had noticed how she was acting how it seemed like the work of his hand on her chest was not good at all for her, but on the contrary. She even complained when he tweaked her nipples , but all that emotion in her was a bit too direct, or maybe it just seemed a bit too fast for him, but it didn't matter. He really didn't notice she was acting but also didn't care, actually being slightly amused by her reactions.

As he kept touching her and as Lyn kept staring at him, there came a moment when he could feel she shivered, and that was due his hand touching her bare flesh. His body temperature was naturally lower than a human's, but with the cold she created, his skin was even colder. In fact, after he pressed her briefs against her nether lips, it didn't take long until the difference in temperature could be, slightly, felt by her due his hand.

She gritted her teeth in a clear dislike of the feeling between her legs and then asked Rahs if she could at least get a request. Hmm, I wonder... the mercenary thought as his cold hand would eventually create warmth within her as it caressed her entire slit. "What may that be, Lyn?" His eyes were taking the shape of her breasts until he spoke and then looked at her own.

"Can you stop causing that damn friction burn?! It's bad enough this is going to hurt like hell anyway!"

She winced again at the feeling of him rubbing her through the cloth she wore over her nethers and thighs. she had stopped thrashing and just hung there held by the tentacles as she looked at him still keeping her eyes on him now.

Her expression had shifted. defeated and nearly nude wasn't the best option for her. She sighed softly to herself then
"As for that request would you at least hold me to the ground. I don't like hanging like a piece of meat."her voice had shifted as well, softer, less harsh, more feminine. it held the innocence of a good girl rather than the tough tomboy that she always seemed to be.

"It can hurt less, maybe..." Like a pondering creature, Rahs' voice trailed off to nothingness as he stopped rubbing her lower lips with her own briefs after almost proceeding to place his fingers inside through the cloth. It was possible that Lyn didn't notice due the both of them were staring at each other as his assault on her continued, but he was getting steadily aroused, the tasset around him was struggling to keep his growing cock.

It was then that her expression changed to that of a defeated one again. She sighed softly before requesting him to let her on the ground. Like a piece of cute meat at least, Rahs thought as the tendrils lowered her steadily and then her feet met the ground. As the mercenary saw her being lowered, his eyes captured the bruised hip of hers and realized he had hurt her when he ripped her pants but it was too late to do anything by then. Her cloth around her breasts had been moved aside and they bounced lightly as she stepped on the floor.

It would be hard for Rahs to deny her request with that sweet voice she suddenly used. He almost felt bad for doing it to her but that was a feeling quickly discarded as suddenly she could feel a great pressure in her nether lips. It was a tentacle that sprouted from his skin and coated itself with a thin layer of the aphrodisiac held within, and it was pressing against her briefs trying to penetrate her. His hands were back to rubbing her soft breasts as the clear sound of the fabric ripping slowly was heard. It didn't take long for the tendril to pierce the boxerbriefs and find its way to her passage.

This was shtill only her fourth day here, she had been raped in the morning and was now wondering if that had been a dream or not. she had repaired her maidenhead with a spell; she assumed she had injured herself while she had been wandering and blacked out but, now with this creature here holding her though not on the ground with her meager chest exposed... she couldn't believe her mind right now.
"...thank you..."

she managed in a shaky soft voice as she tapped her shoe covered feet on the ground glad to once again have something solid there. she then couldn't help but look down as she felt a pressure buld between her legs as something pressed against her, first her eyes saw the growing bulge under his 'clothes' then her eyes landed on the tendril that was trying to force it's way through her clothes.
"No please don't not there, not yet! please don't."

she was begging in that same innocent seeming voice her arm stil quite hot to the touch as she pleaded for her chastity despite knowing and looking like she knew it was in vain.
His hands returned to her smallish breasts, soft; pliable and feeling so... untouched.
"I've never even touched myself..."
she admitted sounding very much so afraid now, her trauma of the past catching up with her mind and the situation, the sight of those girls tearing her friend's clothes off... then so violently forcing her to submit and raping her. she almost looked like a deer in headlights.

the sound of the fabric of the black cloth tearing made her tightly close her eyes as she felt the moist tendril now pressing again bare flesh, the only thing keeping it from penetrating now was the girl's own muscle control.
"Ugh! It feels disgusting..."

Her appreciation for her request being heard was noticed by the mercenary but he didn't reply. His bright blue eyes kept staring at the young girl as she was thankful to feel the floor with her feet again. But as she felt the tendril pressing against her nether lips, she quickly begged him not to do that as her eyes widened with the realization of surely losing her virginity right there.

Rahs liked her sweet voice, but there was no chance he'd stop his assault even if Lyn would keep begging with her voice. I think I like your more feminine side, Lyn. You should show it more often, he thought with a grin. After her pleas came her confession of never have touched herself as his hands kept massaging her soft breasts. The mercenary could also feel they weren't used to the touch, as they felt particularly soft and sensitive.

But even after having her briefs pierced by the aphrodisiac-soaked tendril, an incredible muscle control allowed Lyn to keep the tentacle from diving in her pussy. "Don't resist so much, Lyn," he cooed as one of his hands caressed her side and ribs, an erotic touch that intended to create a reaction so she could stop focusing on keeping the tendril at bay. As his finger let the weak and stimulating current appear for no longer than half a second, she would feel that her waist was being pulled by a tentacle around it, and pulled her downwards. Rahs never held her entirely to the ground as she requested, anyway, so she really couldn't complain right? Another smile was formed at that thought, as the wet tendril relentlessly tried to penetrate her.

She shiver silently as she continued to feel his tentacle against her untouched nethers. It was completely disgusting the odd fluid on the apendage she grit her teeth as he began to gently rub her side and ribs. the odd feeling sent a cool quiver through her though she didn't let up her resistance for now.

Despite the cold air in the room now she was beginning to feel oddly warm as the aphrodisiac was beginning to take effect despite her resistance. notably her breath had become a little heavier at the odd feeling. She shook her head at the thought as she felt her waist pulled further downward against the tentacle. despite the resistance she used she could feel the tendril slowly spread her touched sex.

"Ugh... So gross...."
she groaned as she tried to close her legs as additional resistance. she didn't want this despite the fact her body was slowly beginning to react.

Rahs watched silently but slightly amused at how Lyn was struggling to let the tendril out of her body. She shivered and shook her head in complete dislike of being touched and penetrated by the slimy tentacle. The appendage however, was slowly working its way inside her, managing to spread her nether lips apart, leaving them wet and then slowly pushing forward, spreading her walls.

The mercenary noticed how Lyn was pressing her legs against one another, in an attempt to stop the tendril's intrusion but it was futile, the small part around her nethers did not let the legs meet and it was enough for the tentacle to keep going. Rahs leaned down on her as well, one of his hands spreading the soft clothe around her torso and revealing even more of her soft breasts. His touch was gentle and careful as he caressed one of her mounds, feeling her soft flesh and the nub on top of it.

She could feel, however, how her legs were being pulled apart by two tentacles, just so she wouldn't struggle that much. The tendril was spreading her inner walls steadily, the aphrodisiac coating it rubbing against the arousing drug left on her loins and making a light gushing sound.

The realization finally hit her as she felt her chest hit the air of the gym and the alien's hands begin working on massaging her breasts she closed her eyes sniffling slightly as she still tried to shift in vain though soon that too was given up leaving her with only trying to get her body to try and force the tentacle out to no avail.
"So... this is it huh... losing my virginity to an alien. I... I guess it could be worse... could have lost it to a 90 lb weakling in my sleep or a pity fuck or something in my thirties..."

She tried to make this seem less abjectly horrible to her again, in vain. She felt the tentacle slowly reaching that barrier it would no doubt tear asunder soon the warmth the goo it was rubbing inside her and on her skin began to have an effect as her body warmed and her walls slickened.

The pain of pride she felt was more than any physical pain she was feeling right now.
"This is so disgusting... I'd never have done all that crap if I knew it would get me raped by an alien!"

"It's a bit too late to regret that, Lyn." Rahs was smiling the whole time. He was enjoying how the tomboy closed her eyes and finally realized the situation she was in. She even sniffed slightly, feeling very bad how she was going to be raped and lose her virginity to an alien that insisted on teaching her a lesson about not provoking them through a radio show.

The cold air of the gym was contrasting against the increasing body temperature of hers. The aphrodisiac was working nicely on her and along with the coldness, it was making Lyn's skin get covered with goosebumps. The tentacle that was penetrating her passage was drawing closer and closer to the natural barrier she managed to reform through magic, until the imminent moment came, and the appendage made contact with it.

It didn't take much for the tendril to push through her hymen and break it, making Lyn feel the pain of the rupture. The slimy tentacle kept moving forwards, obviously intending to coat her inner walls completely with the aphrodisiac it was secreting, and meanwhile it did that job, Rahs' hands were focusing on the cute tomboy's breasts. Her bosom was very soft and one of his large hands massaged one of her mounds completely while the other let a finger circle her nipple, caressing her areola carefully.

She did her best to keep the inevitable away for just a few seconds longer but, now that she was splayed by the beast's tentacle she could only cry out with wide eyes and arched back, chest forced into the beast's hands as it not only stretched by tore through her maiden head. she cursed loudly and it echoed through the gym. the student's that heard were either horrified by how realistic the DJ's acting was or moaning in their dorm rooms as their hands slipped under clothes and panties. she'd have hated herself if she had known just how much of her audience were quite literally fucking themselves to her torment.

a few tears streaked out of the corner of each eye as she grit her teeth the warmth still building mixing with the pain she felt as the tentacle continued it's work within her now unimpeded by the barrier and slickened by both aphrodisiac and the thin bit of virgin red it had created.
"I...I'll kill you... I swear... I'll find a way to kill you..."

she swore through labored breaths as she preyed she'd either lose consciousness or he would grow bored.

The rupture of her hymen, of her maiden head, caused Lyn to struggle on the cold floor as the pain roamed her body and her cries filled it, probably also making many if not all of the girls listening to turn down the volume of their radios to a more acceptable level, though unaware that their rooms were already designed to prevent any noise to escape through the walls and doors.

The realistic and apparently supernatural play that the young student was offering to her audience was bringing pleasure to them, unlike the sudden pain that tormented the DJ as she arched her back and let the mercenary's hands massage her soft breasts with more attention. Her eyes started to wet, and a tear rolled down from each of her eyes as her teeth threatened to break due the strength with which she gritted them.

"I don't believe you're ever going to find a way... But I'll certainly let you try as many times as you want," Rahs replied. His tone was softer than the words he said, but it could be noted that it wasn't his intention to make her angrier, though a better choice of words would prevent that from the start. And with any resistance in her passage gone, the tentacle was free to reach her cervix, coating and spreading her blood and the aphrodisiac as it moved back, until the tip almost went out. But it was obvious that Rahs was not planning to let it leave yet, not after so much it had to push to penetrate her. Her breasts felt the slightly colder skin from his hands, one of them massaging her mound while the other played with her nipple. The tendril thrust in again, just to pull back and repeat the process, and start making the pain fade away, until only the pleasure was left.

His confidence hit Lyndsey hard as the tears dried and she felt the tip of the tendril bottom within her. she gasped and yelped at the pain of the tentacle forcing it'self against the damaged inner walls.

The creatures expert touches to her bosom though sent tingles of pleasure through her that muddled the pain just a bit the feeling of his fingertips against flesh as he kneaded them. she closed her eyes not sure how to react. she was hating herself right now for almost liking the touch to her chest.

"all...this... just for you to feel good... force...force so much pain... on a young weak human girl... feel pretty...pretty..."

She grimaced between words each time she felt the tendril slip back into her body forcing her back to twictch and her hips to jolt forward her bust shifting in his grip.
i...it's stating...stating to... ugh.. no I can't let it...

she thought as the pain slowly began to fade from body and memory replaced by unwanted pleasure.

As the tendril kept working inside her, each thrust it made caused her inner walls to feel the pain at first, causing Lyn to wince and yelp even between her words. However, little by little her body was getting used to his actions and was slowly starting to feel pleasure as the pain faded away.

The young DJ closed her eyes, as if not believing what was happening or even worse, not sure what to feel in that moment. As her words lingered in the air, she kept moving slightly, shifting the position of her bosom in his hands and actually making his careful touches cover more of her soft flesh. His fingers then started to circle her nipples, caressing her areolae and then tweaking them slightly.

"Feel pretty? Pretty? Pretty good, you mean?" Rahs expressed. He was playing with her words, like he used to with all the girls, finding amusement in it. The tendril in her passage then started to change its rhythm to a faster one before changing to a slower one, shifting between them and also twirling around inside her, making every inch of her tight walls feel the whole length and girth as his blue eyes stared into hers in the middle of the cold darkness.

she faintly huffed at that as she felt the tendril deep inside her sensitive core change its movement the words of the monster just made her mad.

"Y...you wish... was...gonna say makes you feel big..."

she still held onto that defiant attitude even now that the pain had faded away to nothing and she had to honestly admit things were starting to feel quite good. she refused to let him know that she was starting to fell good because of this monster's bullshit. She cringed slightly as she felt her nipples tweeked by rahs she released her jaw sighing slightly letting her muscles relax slightly and her breath return to her from the sudden... it was difficult to tell if it was pain or pleasure that he had caused with that.

"So... how... ugh gross... how long are you going to keep this crap up?"