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Muscles coiled, gathering energy. With explosive force the beast launched itself into the pool, bubbles frothing in its path. Momentum carried it through the pool, straight on target. A geyser of hentai water erupted as it broke the surface, drenching the surrounding girls to their skins. Startled squeals had but started to form on lips as the beast struck, driving the beautiful brunette backwards, knocking her off her feet. She flailed in panic but subduing tentacles quickly wrapped around her thrashing limbs. Suckers engaged on tender skin as the creature’s flexible appendages coiled tight. A howl of mindless horror escaped her lips, chorused by others in the group. All their training for this moment, all their staunch religious fervor faltered now that they faced the terrifying prospect of the beast in person. But then the wisest of the girls called to them, a voice of reason above the din of panic. She called for calm, called for the girls to remember who they were. They were the chosen of the sect -- maidens to this cult of the sea. Hand picked for both their beauty and obedience, their years of training began to show. Unsteady voices once again began to sing, reluctant feet carrying them towards the beast, forming back into a worship circle around the creature atop its struggling, hapless bride. The girl trapped below the monster’s bulk continued to rebel, self-preservation overcoming any sense of duty as she desperately fought to find some method of escape. The beast gave a chuckling rumble, savoring the sensation of her squirming beneath its form. “No... NO!” she screamed. The beast felt a surge lust, hearing her sound the ancient mating cry. Tentacles grasped her gossamer robe, tearing it from her body as she writhed in fear. Distracted by the efforts of tattering her clothes, the beast let the grip of clutching tentacles slip carelessly from her limbs. Sensing a chance at freedom, the girl struggled from beneath the creature, scrambling first to her knees and then to feet as she fled in naked terror. The monster watched her go, issuing grunts that rolled like laughter. The girl broke from the surrounding worship circle, heavy breasts flopping as she ran. The beast gauged her distance, a sneer pleasure seeming to cross its jagged maw. She struggled to compose herself. I'm six foot two and two thirty, and I was powerless against a five foot eighty five pound girl! “Yes!” growled Daddy. You want me to fuck you, don’t you, whore?” He started finger fucking her again. From the room next door, both girls began to hear strange noises. He had also found that if he concentrated hard while doing that he could do other things, like implanting emotions, but it was difficult. Instead, I was stuck trapped in regular time. Positioned with her buttocks in the air, and her sex exposed, she was a fetching sight. I stood there watching him, feeling so guilty. Debra sat between them and they both were caressing her, Hans asked dose she wear the weights regular and David no not at work. Let me get you a visitor’s badge and we’ll be all set.” Still squirming, this time with pleasure, I completely forgot my question as she proceeded to my full breasts and ever lower… When we got there Rose (the owner) was happy to get one of the stable hands to show Lucy round while she and I got on with the business. "The trick now, is to get the horse to fuck your hentai ass," Jeff said as he stood. Each shimmy, blink, twitch, quiver, and breath sang a different melody of arousal or caution. Grace had plopped herself down on the toilet and was peeing when Chloe asked, “so, how was it?” “No.” Yavara said, her inquisitive fingers prodding me. "Yea, but you can't see me while your doing it or you can't touch me." She said. My smile grinned. Holy fuck, what are you doing here?