Megan stood, perfectly still in the shower, water cascading over every inch of her inked skin, her feet either side of the drain waiting for this writhing, slithering menace of a tentacle to invade her as she stood. Both of Megan’s hands were against the side of the shower cubicle, palms firmly pressed against the white tiled wall. Her eyes slowly moved downward to watch what the tentacle was doing, her breathing was anxious but excited, her wet hair quivered as her body shivered with anticipation. For a moment Megan felt disappointment in herself for not putting up more of a resistance to this sexual predator that was between her feet. But if her crazy dream was anything to go by that disappointment was soon replaced with wanton desire.

“Fucking just take me please.” She pleaded with the monster in utter desperation and sure enough it started to extend out of the drain. She saw it grow as it slithered and writhed out of the drain up towards her, occasionally brushing the soft skin of her slender legs. This nearly made Megan cum there and then, she felt so sensitive, the slightest touch on her aching clit would see her explode. The anticipation was too much. As the tentacle slithered past her knees and to her thighs its tip touch Megan’s quivering skin and she moaned. “Oh fuck yes that feels fucking amazing!” Her voice trembling with desire. When the tentacle eventually reached the top of Megan’s delicious legs it hovered so close to her lips before secreting its slimy ooze and pushing against her perfectly shaved pussy. It somehow clasped her clit and started to suck it into its small opening. It pulsed against her clit and she rocked her head back. “Uuggghh. This is fucking incredible.” She uttered as the slimy tendril assaulted her. Megan could feel the sexual electricity searing through her body as the jets of water from the shower smashed against her back. The water rushed over her arse cheeks and down her legs adding to the immense feelings that were emanating from her throbbing clit. The monster was once again holding on to Megan’s orgasm. She was desperate to cum all over this slurping tendril but it teased her, edged her almost to the point of no return before slowing and not releasing her. Megan could feel the warm liquid oozing all around her aching pussy. The tentacle released her clit from its grip and slid across it, rubbing gently before moving directly under Megan’s dripping vagina. Suddenly it slammed itself deep into her. Megan’s head once again rocked back with a sharp intake of breath. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum!” She screamed as her cunt tightened around the phallic, pulsing, thrusting tentacle. With a massive crash, Megan’s orgasm shuddered through her entire body. Waves of sensual, tentacle sex made her weak and her knees started to buckle. She started to collapse slowly toward the water filled floor of the shower. Her toes started to part and distort as she could no longer hold herself up. Pulses of orgasmic power soared through Megan’s petite body as her hands spread out on either side of the shower cubicle to try and somehow steady herself. The tentacle was unforgiving and continued to pound Megan’s grateful sex harder and harder. “Geez I am cumming so fucking hard!” Megan announced as she slowly descended onto the shower floor. Sitting directly on top of the drain while this tentacle gave her the fucking of her life. When the tentacle eventually slowed and withdrew, Megan’s pussy was throbbing after the longest continuous orgasm of her life. She sat quivering with a feeling of euphoric satisfaction. The tentacle disappeared back down into the darkness before Megan could compose herself enough to turn off the shower, stand up and wrap a towel around her. The tenacle receded with the sexual juices of Megan’s orgasmic body. Absorbing it like a drug that it could not get enough of. Megan was to be the one, the Chosen! Megan lazily got dressed, hardly having the energy to go to work but somehow she made it out of the house. All day she was thinking of her dream and the reality that followed, she could still feel the tingle if she squeezed her legs together. At one point she squeezed for a second too long and had to hide the effects of her short orgasm from her coworkers. She knew that when she walked through her door after her shift she needed to masturbate to relieve the ache she felt. The longing for the tentacle. Megan put her key in the door and felt the rush of excitement of being home. She kicked off her sneakers at the door and unbuttoned her jeans as she raced upstairs to her bedroom. Once the bedroom door was closed she hurriedly pulled off her jeans and underwear, and ripped off her socks. Her to shirt literally fell off of her and her bra dropped to the floor.  Megan jumped on the bed and her hands went directly for her aching pussy. “Mmmm delicious, I see you have met my little pets.” A woman’s voice said. “What the fuck? Who are you? Get the fuck out of my room!” Megan responded so gutted that she just couldn’t get herself off. “Oh believe me, I’m not here to hurt you Megan.” The woman said in a slow, sensual, almost hypnotic voce. “How do you know my……..” Megan got halfway through her sentence when she was interrupted. “Look at me Megan, look at my eyes.” The woman stepped out of the shadow with piercing scarlet eyes that danced across Megan’s brain. Megan could feel herself slowly succumbing to these beautiful, burrowing eyes, drifting before regaining her composure. “No, what do you want, why don’t you fuck off?” She retorted. The woman was completely naked under a black, see through gown that covered her from her shoulders to her toes. She was slim with short, black hair and those piercing, burning, hypnotic eyes. The woman moved slowly toward the foot of the bed. A contented grin appeared across her face as she stared into Megan’s eyes and said; “Give me your foot Megan.” As she held out her hand. Megan had an overpowering urge to lift her beautiful, soft foot up and hand it to this mysterious, sexy, sensual woman at the foot of her bed. But then her survival instinct kicked in. “No, what do you want?” Megan responded as she drew her legs back and wrapped her arms around her shins. Megan’s mind was fighting what her body wanted to do. Her toes curled under as she fought against the desire. “Megan, look at me. Give me your foot.” Megan instinctively looked up into those eyes once more. This time it was a more intense. Mesmeric stare that blew her away. Megan slowly straightened her legs once more and lifted her right foot off of the bed toward the woman’s grateful hand. The woman wrapped her finger around Megan’s ankle. All Megan could notice was the beautiful black polished nails this woman had. The woman smiled at Megan but Megan’s fear made just stare at her eyes, absorbing the hypnotic messages to obey. The woman’s face moved closer and closer to Megan’s sole before her mouth opened. Her tongue was writhing, slithering. Megan soon realized it was a tentacle and before she could compose herself the woman drew her tongue up the entire length of her sole. The feelings were once again like lightning bolts of sexual energy cracking through her body. As she stared deep into the woman’s mesmeric eyes, Megan bit her bottom lip and smiled. “That feels really good.” Megan moaned as the woman’s tongue got longer and wrapped itself around her ankle. It was wet, warm and contoured. Megan could feel every part of it. Her brain was telling her to get the fuck out of here but the eyes were telling her otherwise as she was frozen to the bed. The woman slowly released Megan’s ankle and lowered her foot back to the bed. She stood up and removed the gown from around her. The woman bent one knee and rested it on the foot of the bed before lifted the other knee and placing it in front of the first knee. Her hands gently rested on Megan’s soft shins before pushing them slowly apart. “I, I don’t know…..but I, I.” Megan couldn’t utter a full sentence as the woman lowered her head towards her thigh. Both girls staring into each others eyes intently. “SShhhhhh!” The woman’s eyelids then slowly closed as she pursed her lips against Megan’s quivering thigh. The break in eye contact momentarily gave Megan the time to gain control of herself and get ready to move away but the feeling of the woman’s soft lips on her thigh completely melted her and stopped that thought from ever becoming a reality. The woman’s tongue then appeared again, dancing over Megan’s skin as she lay on her bed, accepting everything that was thrown at her. “You have experienced my friends, now Megan, I will possess your soul!” the woman exclaimed before her tentacled tongue made contact with Megan’s pussy. Her tongue danced across her clit, just as the tentacle had done in the shower, the woman between Megan’s legs clasped the back of her thighs with her hands before completely enveloping her pussy with her mouth. Megan felt sparks of sexual energy rock her body as the woman’s tentacled tongue worked away at Megan’s clit, sucking, slurping, thrashing across the nib with such intensity. Megan could feel this wasn’t just sex, she could feel something inside her brain, trying to control her. She placed her hands on the woman’s head and pushed her deeper onto her wanton cunt and as she did this the woman slid her tentacled tongue into Megan with a groan. “Ah yeah that’s it.” Megan shouted out as the tongue moved in and out of her so smoothly. The woman was desperate for Megan’s orgasmic juices and to possess her. The fluid inside Megan’s body was a nectar for this mutant and she needed what Megan had. If she could possess her she would indulge whenever and wherever she please. Megan felt the orgasm build inside her and smiled to herself as her head fell back. She could feel the wanton, dark desire in her brain, telling her she wanted this, she wanted to be there whenever this woman wanted, she wanted to give herself to this woman. The woman’s tongue was working Megan’s pussy so well. It was as if she knew exactly where Megan wanted to be touched inside. It occasionally pushed against Megan’s G spot which made her pussy contract slightly, this made the woman moan with desire and that in turn made Megan moan with pleasure. “Shit your are gonna make me cum aren’t you?” Megan, almost begging, asked, “Uh huh.” Muttered the woman as Megan felt the woman’s tongue send her crashing over the edge. Megan’s orgasm bore deep into her body, controlling her. Her orgasm surrendered her body to this mysterious, hypnotic woman. Her pussy started contracting in time with the pulses of pleasure that shot from her aching sex. “I’m cumming baby.” Megan shouted to the woman and her fingers gripped tightly onto the woman’s head. Megan’s feet rubbed hard against the woman’s calves. Megan could feel the softness of the woman’s skin against her own soft soles and this intensified the beautiful orgasm that she was succumbing to. The dark, naughty, horny invader in her brain was now communicating with Megan. “Give in, let me take you Megan, this feels good doesn’t it?” the dark voices whispered to her. “Yes, yes, its good but I can’t gi….” Megan tried to respond as the next wave of earth shattering orgasm took over. The woman was now content that she was fulfilling Megan’s deepest, darkest desires and slowly withdrew her tentacled tongue from Megan’s spasming body and sat between her legs. Megan lay jerking and quivering as she looked up to the woman, still in the final stages of her woman made orgasm. Smiling, the woman lifted Megan’s right foot to her mouth and began, once more to lick her sole and suck her delicately beautiful toes. Megan’s eyes rolled back as one final pulse of orgasm rocked her. The voices in Megan’s head were still wanting her. “We want you Megan, all of you, give in, come to us.” They beckoned. By Now Megan’s mind was about to completely surrender like her body had just done but she found some fight. “Do you like this Magen?” The Woman seductively asked. “I fucking love it!” Megan replied. “Well you will love this.” The woman smiled and moved her slender leg across Megan’s body so her gorgeously wet pussy met Megan’s. She held Megan’s leg so her foot was pressed against the woman’s mouth. Still sucking and licking. Megan could feel the woman’s breast against her skin and it felt good. The woman then started to grind against Megan’s aching, soaking wet pussy, right on her clit. “Oh no not again, fuck me this is amazing.” Megan smiled to the woman as their clit’s rubbed against one another. Megan’s hands moved to touch the woman’s leg as it sat across her body. The woman then started to moan. “I am here to take you Megan, you will be mine. I need your orgasmic fluid. Its delicious. Be mine.” The woman said as she herself drew near to orgasm. “ I can make you feel like this all the time.” She continued. Megan could feel the same messages being sent to her mind, “I think, I might be surren….” Megan said then stopped as she tried to hold on one more time. “Ah yes, Megan, do you need one more sensation to surrender.” The woman said as she was close to her orgasm. “Yeah, I think so. Yes I do.” Megan moaned in response. Then Megan felt the woman tense, her eyes shot open and she could see the woman be consumed by an orgasm. An orgasm that Megan had made. It was beautiful to watch as the woman moaned so erotically. Megan was close too and as the woman was cumming hard on her pussy she felt something. It pushed against her pussy, gently. Megan gasped, looked deep into the woman’s eyes and opened her mouth wide as a tentacle had emerged from the woman’s pusssy and entered hers. “Oh fuck that was it, all that I needed.” Megan apologetically said to the woman as the tentacle plunged deep into her body. The voices were still talking to her. “This is what you need Megan, surrender yourself, give yourself to us.” They moaned. It sounded so erotic to Megan, she could feel herself slipping as the force of a new orgasm from another lever started to take hold. “Is it now Megan? I can feel your surrender.” The woman moaned, still cumming. “I’m gonna cum again. I can’t resist you any more. I think I’m going to fall….” Megan moaned. “Surrender Megan.” The woman said as Megan felt the new orgasm take hold of her whole mind, body and soul. “Oh no, I can’t….yes, oh fuck, I need it. take me, I am yours.” Megan cried as the orgasm tore through her, she could feel her mind become fuzzy, all that mattered were the feelings that coursed through her and to please the woman fucking her so erotically. “I am yours.” She whispered once more as both girls came hard together. ……..To Be continued???