Diana felt several wet tentacles slither up under her blouse from every opening, caressing her soft belly and sliding up between her breasts, coating everything they touched with slime. Her jaw was trembling too hard to speak, so she simply murmured a terrified whine as tears streamed from her stinging eyes. Suddenly, the tentacle nestling into her bosom wrapped around the front of her lacy bra and gave it a quick, powerful yank. It tore the bra away from her body and clean through her blouse, the buttons of which popped off into the air and scattered in all directions.
Her pert B-Cup titties were exposed all at once and jiggled freely for a moment before tentacles wrapped around each one and began to gently squeeze them. With her breasts held so tightly, her rapidly hardening brown nipples stuck straight up into the air. Some of the slime had finally cleared away from her eyes and she opened them to see the blurry shapes of two tentacles approaching her from below.
The tentacles both sported small needles at the ends, which were menacingly dripping with a clear fluid. Her eyes widened in terror – she hated needles – and she started to scream again. The tentacles holding her seemed to finally tire of her noises, and one fleshy rod rammed its way down into her throat, making it bulge.
“Mhg! Ghuk! Ghhhnnnmmm!” She gagged into it, expecting to suffocate. To her surprise, she found that she could still breathe, as if the tentacle’s flesh allowed for air to pass through. It also allowed for other things to pass through as well, which became clear as she suddenly was forced to swallow a surge of warm liquid that gushed down her gullet. She felt her stomach bulge slightly but didn’t experience any pain. In fact… she felt good. Really good!
A tender, warm sensation began to rise up in her belly and the area between her legs started to tingle. She could feel herself getting flushed and suddenly she felt very empty. She needed to be filled.
“Fuck, I’m horny!? For these disgusting things?” She thought. Even thinking was difficult, however, as her mind began to swim and lose focus on anything other than the fire raging in her loins.
She barely even noticed as the two needle tentacles jabbed forward into her tight nipples, injecting them with the unknown substance. Each plump mound began to burn and tingle in a way she had never experienced before, and her nipples were the hardest they had ever been in her life as the tentacles slowly drew the needles out of them. She started to drool lazily as she sucked on the phallus in her mouth, imagining it was a man’s delicious erection. Seeing that the teenager was placated, the tentacles continued to strip her.
The remains of her blouse were torn off and her shoes were pried from her feet. One tentacle slithered along her bent abdomen and down into the front of her yoga pants. The bulge moved down to her crotch and around her tight ass, fully exploring her most secret spots. As it rubbed against her vulva, she moaned and redoubled her efforts on suckling at the tentacle gagging her. More tentacles worked their way up under her leggings and started to flex. At first, it seemed like the elastic yoga pants would hold but then a small tear formed in the crotch and the whole article of clothing was quickly torn to shreds.
At this point, the only thing covering her slime-encrusted body were a thin pair of lacy black panties that matched her discarded bra. They were already completely soaked by the juices oozing from her barely-covered mound and the soggy fabric was wrenched from her body in one smooth motion. The tentacles spread her legs apart as far as they would go, which was a considerable degree given her yoga experience. Though she didn’t know it, her exposed teenaged pussy was gaping lewdly directly in front of a steadily blinking security camera. Anyone watching the feed would be able to closely appreciate the delicate folds of her womanly lips and the adorable, trimmed tuft of dark hair crowning them.
She briefly flinched when she felt the cool subterranean area brush against her moist womanhood, and then again when she felt something begin to peel back the hood of her clit to further expose it. A brief prick of pain flicked against her nub and she realized that another one of the needle tentacles must have injected her there as well. What could they be doing to her? She didn’t have time to ponder much through her syrupy thoughts before she felt herself being moved somewhere else. Her back hit a slimy wall and she felt her arms get plastered over her head by the same sticky ichor she had seen holding the other prisoners, which quickly hardened.
Tentacles wrapped under her knees and hoisted them up to her shoulders, holding them there while more ichor covered her calves. She was stuck to the wall with her helpless ass and pussy obscenely spread and on display. The tentacle in her mouth suddenly retreated from her throat without warning and she coughed and gagged as the remainder of the warm nectar spilled from her cheeks.
She looked down at herself with glazed eyes. Even in her mild stupor, she was shocked to notice that her boobs looked a little larger than before. She wasn’t sure, but they definitely now looked like respectable C-cups and they were still warm with the effects of the injection.
“Wuh-wha’s?” She incoherently mumbled as her eyes were lazily drawn towards the same mass of tentacles from before that were starting to approach her heaving chest. Two large tentacles with clear bulbs on the end suddenly opened up and engulfed her tits. She could see her nipples inside of the bulbs as small tendrils and brushes started to twist and tease them – some of filaments even started to vibrate as they danced around her erect flesh. Both of the larger tentacles gripping her boobs started to squeeze and suck on the captive peaks, causing her to let out a throaty moan. She watched in a trance as her nipples got sucked tight and then fell slack with each rhythmic pump.
She began to squirm in anticipation as more tentacles found her gushing twat. One small filament that was excreting a viscous, lube-like substance wrapped around the base of her clit, which seemed slightly bigger and more swollen than she remembered. It held her throbbing love button in place as several small tendrils with tiny brushes on the end pressed against it and began to aggressive stroke the sensitive, twitching nub.
“Ghnnnaaaahhh!” Diana screamed, throwing her head back in ecstasy. Another tendril that buzzed with a powerful vibration suddenly pressed itself firmly against the very tip of her tormented clit, sending powerful shocks deep into her body. “Ghoooohhh!” She howled and let her head limply hang forward. Her tongue fell from her mouth and her drool started to collect on her breasts.
She could feel her abs shiver violently as she came harder than she had ever cum before. Her vision darkened and became filled with dancing bright spots at the same time. It felt like countless ants were crawling around her over-stimulated brain and her whole body was racked with uncontrollable tremors. Even though they had exhausted her to this degree already, the tentacles showed no signs of stopping.