To Sarah’s surprise, the tentacles did not begin masturbating the father’s cock, which was only at half-mast. He must have been using all of his willpower to repress his instincts. Instead of a tentacle playing with his manhood, a funnel-shaped one appeared and began to ooze a viscous, orange liquid all over his shaft, which enrobed it like honey. Sarah watched transfixed as the smothered rod immediately began to harden until it looked so painfully erect that it might burst.
Both of the Takers attacking the family already had a single captive inside. The one holding the women had a large black man’s ass and cock sticking out of its abdomen, which were being constantly frisked by tentacles. The one holding the guys had a woman’s bountiful breasts visible on its back, being milked into a frenzy.
The tentacle sucking the black man’s oversized, thick shaft slowly slid off its length, leaving the madly twitching and squirting member covered in gooey slime. Sarah thought the sight of the painted-orange cock set against the rest of his dark skin was oddly satisfying.
Suddenly, the mother was swung over towards him and, without warning, she was impaled down onto the foot-long black cock below her. Her eyes watered and rolled back into her head, which was quickly lashed to the creature’s body as her limbs were absorbed into it as well. Tentacles pushed up on the black man’s butt and began to forcefully shove his dick back and forth into the trembling woman, the tentacle mucus acting as a perfect lubricant. The strong force of the pounding made her large tits jiggle deliciously with each motion.
As the father watched his wife getting banged by a complete stranger, he noticed their son also getting dragged towards her. The boy’s swaying genitals were shoved against the face of his mother as his limbs were held tight in front of him inside the tentacle body.
The aphrodisiac drugs in the tentacle’s slime seemed to be already doing their sinister work on the mother, as she didn’t even hesitate to swallow her son’s enticing erection down into her mouth, lapping away at his balls with her tongue, much to the boy’s surprise and apparent delight. She bobbed her head back and forth along his teenage shaft as best she could as if sucking on the most delicious candy of her life. It wasn’t long before a thin line of cum began to dribble from between both sets of her lips as her son and the man fucking her came hard inside her moist holes.
The boy’s own holes weren’t ignored either. A ribbed tentacle, covered in mucus, rammed its way into his twitching boypussy and found its way through his body, exiting out through his mouth and wriggling in the air. It was too intense for the boy who appeared on the verge of passing out, but a small needled tentacle suddenly entered his neck and his energy seemed renewed as he began to actively shake his hips to help his mother take more and more of his already re-hardening dick.
Sarah could only assume that the father was grateful that his wife’s vision was blocked, even if by their own son’s naked penis, as he, too, was placed in another hybrid creature’s chest. He strained his muscles to escape as he noticed the tentacle’s intentions, but he was held completely immobile. Small feelers grew up and began to tickle and tug at his hanging balls, but what clearly had his attention was the approaching form of his nude daughter. The tentacles brought them face-to-face before slowly lowering her spread legs towards his well-lubed manhood.
They gently rubbed the girl’s swollen vulva against his reddening glans, playfully swallowing just the tip and rocking around it a bit before suddenly pushing her down all the way and forcing his whole length inside of her apparently inexperienced slit. Her moist pussy lips were buried into her father’s thick black pubes.
She began to wildly thrash in pain, and her father blankly stared up into the sky, unable to process that he had just taken his own daughter’s virginity. Sarah realized that she hadn’t noticed Diana behaving this way. She must have gotten right down to business as soon as college started… or maybe even earlier.
Tentacles lashed around the girl’s body and bound her close to her father, pressing her hard nipples into his abdomen and gliding her up and down onto his cock. Her stiff nubs trailed up and down his hairy chest, adding to the stimulation. Even from the low-res footage, Sarah could tell the girl was experiencing a huge climax as her asshole flexed open and closed in intense, orgasmic spasms.
As she continued to ride her dad’s slippery penis, another small tentacle poked at her twitching anus. She shook her head in terror, her mouth still gagged, but the tentacle paid her no heed. It slithered up into her tight hole and started to piston in and out, gushing loads of the orange fluid into her bowels just as her groaning father filled her tight cunt with his own hot juices.
Sarah stared at the monitor as the family continued to violate each other in full view of everyone watching. She had been desensitized to such things, but even so it was hard to watch. There was a part of her, however, that secretly wished to trade places with them. To experience a thick tentacle cock perfectly filling her up and forcing her to experience endless pleasure.
There wasn’t much privacy in the bunker, so she hadn’t been able to masturbate at all in months and it was starting to drive her a little crazy. She wondered how the rest of the group was handling it, especially Steven who was still in his early twenties and no doubt a fountain of virility.
“I… I think I’ve seen enough for one day,” Sarah mumbled. She stood up with her legs tightly closed, worrying about any unwanted moisture being noticed by Adam.
“Already?” He asked in mock surprise. “You mean you DON’T like watching this hellscape? You coulda’ fooled me.” He winked, but his expression quickly changed to being apologetic as he saw the embarrassed look on Sarah’s face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean… I mean… I was just joking around.” He scratched his growing beard and stood up alongside her.
“What do you want for lunch?” She asked, changing the subject.
“I dunno. What were you thinking?”
“Maybe… canned food?”
“Hmm… but we had that yesterday.”
“It’s what I’m good at making.”
“Again, coulda’ fooled me.”
“Hey!” She laughed and playfully punched him in the arm (though with a bit of extra force). “Stop teasing me and let’s go get the other two. Steven should be back from checking out the rain barrel. It was almost empty last time I-” Her eyes flitted over Adam’s shoulder and then she suddenly rushed past him to stare closely at one of the other monitors.
“A-Adam! Look at this!” She hastily beckoned to him without taking her eyes off of the screen.
“What!? What is it!?” He said, startled. He bent down to look over her shoulder to see what she was watching. His eyes widened. “What is she doing!?”
A lone figure stood in the street just outside of the college Sarah and Adam taught at. The person was completely covered in what looked like a biker-suit and helmet, though her ample bosom straining tightly against the fabric made it clear that she was a woman. She appeared to be trying to gain entry to one of the school’s entrances, hacking away at the thick crystalline ichor that covered the door using some sort of long metallic tool.