Gwendolyn stood, trembling with anger, fear, and shame. Why did she feel so hot, like she had a fever? Why were her breasts aching, her thighs rubbing together of their own accord? It didn't make any sense, not a-!!!

Her train of thought was violently wrecked as a thick, ropey appendage lashed around her slender waist, dragging her closer, until she was nearly pressed against what she could only think of as it's snout. She raised her hands to push against the sniffing visage, trying futilely to keep it away from her. She whimpered pitifully as the creature spoke, her body quivering with forced arousal and honest dread. She tried to squirm free of the entrapping tentacle violently, her hands beating on the curved, scaly carapace before her, scrabbling for some weakness, some way to hurt the beast, to make it leave her alone.

Oh God no! Not that, anything but that!

Her thoughts panicked, in disarray as the tears flowed freely now, her sobs breathless and frantic. Her breath caught on a hitching yelp, degenerating further into a strangled squeak as she was assaulted on three fronts. Her back arched as the first tentacle rubbed across her sensitive bosom, smearing more of the aphrodisiac slime into the supple flesh, her nipples stiffening and standing at attention. This only made them easier targets, as the second tendril attacked one of the engorged nubbins, suckling on it.

Her flailing faltered, her knees beginning to buckle under the overwhelming and sudden wave of sensation rocking through her. She rose up on her toes as she felt the scaly fingers between her legs, whimpering weakly as she tried to squirm away, each flick of her tiny love button sending tremors throughout her body, sinking her right back against the invasive appendage. She turned her face away as it spoke again, refusing to look at her own juices of arousal glistening on its fingers, and on her thighs.

The drug was starting to take its effect and Kerrick felt the poor girl becoming wetter and wetter. His own patience was beginning to disappear. He wanted her, he wanted her now. He continued to rub her clitoris, until her juices began flowing freely and dripping to the ground. Suddenly Kerrick released her, all his tentacles pulling back. He formed an evil smile as he walked closer, almost touching her face. The blade moved closer as well, resting right next to her face, to make sure she is doing what she is suppose to be.

"Now Gwendolyn, lay down and spread your legs for me."

She writhed and squirmed in the alien's grasp, her struggles growing weaker the more the drug seeped into her body, setting her nerves on fire. Her breath degenerated into soft, desperate pants, her eyes starting to glaze over slightly, vision blurring. Her fingers dug into the eyeless visage, no longer seeking to injure, now merely hanging on to keep from collapsing in the face of the relentless abuse of her sensitive little nub, her knees pressing together and buckling beneath her. She collapsed fully to the ground as the hand and tentacles leave her, her eyes blearily tracking the beast as it moved towards her.

"Y-you...s-s-stay away from m-me! You blo-hhnn!" her attempts to scream weakly at the creature died with a whimper as the blade rose once more, caressing her cheek threateningly. She paled at the command, but dared not disobey, shuddering as she lay down on the cold stone floor, spreading her trembling legs slowly, her glistening and thoroughly damp sex bared and on display.

Kerrick moved closer and in a single stroke was on top of her. His claws rested on her waist while his hands pinned down her arms, freeing his tentacles, which by now was travelling all over her body. His massive organ began parting the lips Gwendolyn's womanhood, slowly at first but it went deeper and deeper. His penis stretched her sex to accommodate its bulk but its entrance was made easier by her wet pussy. As Kerrick pushed his penis all the way in, he lowered his monstrous mouth as he gave her a slimy kiss.

Gwendolyn whimpered as the large creature crawled atop her, pinning her under its mass. She felt sharp claws prick at her sides, holding her in place, slimy fingers gripping her wrists, keeping her from struggling. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears, pounding fit to kill a horse with fear and dread. She froze as she felt the beast's swollen member prod at her wet slit, a small broken cry escaping her lips, a denial, a plea for help, for anything to make it all go away.

The plea did nothing to help her however, as she felt the massive girth split her open, stretching her barely broken in pussy to its limit, the shock and pain of the penetration driving the air out of her in a wail of horror. The high pitched cry faded to a choking sob as the slimy phallus sank deeper and deeper into her tight and arousal soaked folds, her lower stomach bulging slightly as he hilted himself within her.

This isn't happening...can't be happening...

She tried to weakly turn her face away from the mockery of a kiss, crying as the last of her will to resist broke, shattered by the violation of her womanhood.

Kerrick took his time and he slowed his movements. He would push, pull out his genitals, then push back in. One of his tentacles slid down until it found her clitoris, exposed by the massive cock that spread her vagina, exposing all of her features. It began rubbing and vibrating as Kerrick pumped in and out of her. His other tentacles moved up and played with her breasts. Meanwhile Kerrick continued his assaults slowly, as if he wanted to torture her. "Relax Gwendolyn, learn to enjoy it," he said to her.

Gwendolyn gasped every time the monstrously large phallus speared into her hot, soaking depths. She could feel every inch of the slimy meat grinding into her clenching walls, could feel the bulbous head bumping against the door to her womb with every deep thrust. Her body arched up from the cold stone floor as the tendril found her exposed little nub, the vibrations and rough strokes making her whine and squeel helplessly, her limbs jerking and shuddering against the restraining hands, as she was overloaded with sensory pleasure.

She shook her head slowly, bonelessly, sweat matting her black hair to her forehead, her glasses hanging crooked on her nose.

"Stooop....I don't want...this....hnnaahh! Please...take it out..."

"Do not deny the body what it wants."

Kerrick increased his pace slowly, he time he thrust forward he would his vibrating tentacle hard on her clit. Two other vibrating tentacle positioned themselves on top of her hardened nipples, barely touching it. Every time her arched up, her nipples would touch it, just for a few seconds. He released his hands, knowing that the metallic blade still hovering near her face was enough to keep her in line. This allowed his hands travel down her body, feeling her soft tender flesh. Kerrick was digging through her mind and he sensed the pleasure she was receiving.

"Your body is betraying you Gwendolyn......."

She didn't want this, she found it repulsive, horrifying, degrading...no amount of forced pleasure could bury those sensations. Yet, her body continued to rebel against her, arching and writhing in time with the plunging member, her shoulders and rump now the only parts of her left in contact with the floor. The vibrations against her nipples only served to keep her back arched fully, crushing her needy little nipples against the source of their delight, the rocking of her body from his thrusts forcing the plump mounds to brush against them rhythmically.

The intensified vibrations against her clit made her body shudder and buck beneath him, her wrists twisting in his grasp as she moaned loudly, her head turning to bury her face in her own arm, muffling her mortifying cries of lust. He could easily feel the wet slickness of her cunt now, as the multiple avenues of attack drove her near the brink of release, her inner walls clenching and squeezing the invading member hungrily.

Kerrick was now driving into her faster and faster. She was tight and so her walls were now squeezing on his large member. The sensation he was receiving was delightful and he increased his assault on her body, determined to make her cum. He himself was close to release as well. He wanted to shoot his seeds into her womb and plan them there. Then he would take her from behind and possibly let his second cock, which was beginning to erect, join in the fun. Yes Kerrick had plans for her. His tongue traveled traveled down her face and neck, gently tickling it.

"Soon I will cum into you Gwendolyn and I want you to cum with me."