I stood still, knowing I could do nothing but watch. I shut my eyes and waited for it to be over. She then let out a startled gasp, which caused me to look down at her again. I saw three more tentacles that emerged from deep folds within its vile skin. These were different from the other two, in that they had round eyeless heads at each end, and gapping jaws that bore wide and seemingly dull teeth. They moved like slow, hypnotic snakes, each seemed to have a life of its own. Their bodies were covered in a black slimy tar, with what appeared to be patches of its broken outer skin hanging off of it. She whimpered as the tentacle holding her left arm pulled her down to her side as all three of them slithered around her calves. They pulled her legs straight and tightened around her thighs and knees. Strong muscles contracted and squeezed at her legs, kneading her soft skin. They stained her flesh with gobs and gobs of the icky black tar, making the tentacles glide easier over her. One of the tentacles coiled up and struck her on her right foot. She hollered as its jaw landed, and bit at her foot and toes slowly with its dull teeth. I couldn't see any blood, so she must have not been hurt too much. Another of the tentacles coiled up and bit her square on her left calve. It as well began to bite and chew at her loose muscle there, as the third one went for her right thigh. Her lips trembled in a whimpering frown as its mouths pulled at her flesh. She was able to pull herself up a little, just enough for me to notice how much the beast had stained the back of her purple sports bra. She wiggled her rear in a vain effort struggle free from the crawling coils, but I could tell that the grip was stronger than her bones. Her movement was almost sexual, as the mouths violently caressed her legs. The next thing that happened, I'm embarrassed to say, was actually very thrilling to watch. Two other tentacles, similar to the ones on her legs, sprang up behind her from inside its out skin. These curled around her arms once before both converging on her chest. Then, each one took one of her breasts in its gaping mouth Her head went back in a scream as both of them tried to envelope all of a breast in. The mouths couldn't fit all the way over her bosom, but they gnawed and bit at her tender skin anyway. She laid with her mouth open and her eyes half shut, moaning from the tentacles pulling and kneading her large breasts. I couldn't tell if she was enjoying it, it looked rather painful. All I could say that watching her there helpless and thrashing while it massaged her like that made me very, . . . excited. I watched this go on until the thing suddenly shook, and its central hole began to open. A large, phallus shaped creature emerged from the opening, about three times the size of a man. It had a round head with two opposing eyes, with a central maw with writhing tendrils dangling from it. Its body was made up in ribbed sections, with strange tube-like structures hanging at random points. She hollered and screamed as the thing bend its self over and enveloped her head in its stringy mouth. Its tendrils and strange tongues danced around her face and hair, coating them with a clear thick slime. She gagged as the fluid poured into her throat, and screamed when she could clear it long enough to. The thing's maw then worked down to her chest as the mouths began to clasp her purple top in its dull teeth and tear at the fabric. I could now tell without a doubt that the thing wasn't interested in her for food. Rather, the thing seemed to know all of her genitalia, and what it wanted to do with her. I watched her squirm side to side, anxious to see what the thing would do next to its helpless toy. I saw her hips thrust upward as she squealed. At first I thought she was climaxing, until I noticed a new tentacle head under her rear. It appeared to have bitten her pretty hard for her to notice over what else it was doing to her. She jumped again as it bit her cheek cruelly, and another time as it did it once more. The humidity was something that you could drink, and the sun could bake your exposed flesh in no time. But the shade here protected me from most of that, along with keeping me safe from the nasty beasts that tend to roam this area of the planet. I camped up here because the ground here felt uneasy. Looking down I saw a big stretch of dirt cut into the foliage. It sat like a great wound in the vegetation, with broken leaves and vines overturned near the edges. The ground was unusually soft there too, not dried like any exposed ground would be in this heat. Something did not feel right there, and I was glad to be safe above it. Suddenly I heard some rustling ahead, so I ducked closer to my branch. Out of the clearing I saw emerge one of the young girls from the colony. She was one of the hot - looking ones too, and just as stuck-up. She was pretty stupid, wandering out here by herself. She had on tight jean-shorts, with no protection against brush and thorns for her tender firm legs. She also wore an old purple top, not very much larger than a sports bra. There had to be a lot of mosquitoes sizing up here exposed flesh, or other horrible things here. But she was a blonde, with very large breasts. Those pretty much ensured her lack of intellect, those genes must be opposing or something. Not to say that I didn't mind seeing her out here. Each of her breasts had to be the size of a grapefruit and just as juicy. Her hips were pretty wide, too. Breeder hips, they called them. Her waist also was small for her build. Her legs seemed pretty muscular, meaty and tender. Her skin was a golden tan and looked soft as warm butter. Watching her was the biggest thrill of my day at that point, but my day was just getting started. She walked into the middle of the clearing, and I was thinking of a quick one-liner. All of a sudden I saw the dirt near the edges of the clearing swim and tumble. A great circle of protruding dirt formed around her, and small snake-like tentacles emerged from it, whipping and writhing about. Quickly the dirt flew off of them to reveal their dry purple-red texture. The ground in the circle began to sink beneath her, and she screamed in terror as she fell down on her knees. I wanted to jump down and help her, but the thing stretched out farther than I could safely jump down to. Besides, the thing underneath must have been huge and could probably crush me easily. Chivalry would do me no good while dead. The dirt sank further, falling until a pit formed below her. Two large vines, thick as the fattest snakes I've ever seen, shot out from near the bottom of the pit and wrapped around her wrists. She yelled and shrilled as they pulled her arms down. This made her back arch in wake of its great strength, pouting her breasts forward and her head back. The dirt near the top of the ring receded to reveal the wall of flesh underneath. It was gray and black, and had a wrinkly - cabbage like outer skin. At the center of the beast were four large organs, shaped like semi - deflated beach balls. The organs were separated by an "X" shaped opening in the center that had lazily closed lips that were puffy and bloated. The area near the orifice was covered with bubbly globs of flesh and fine thatches of dark wet hair. The girl was being held in front of this opening, her eyes fixed in terror at the horrible thing. The entire thing looked like a giant, overturned umbrella shoved into the ground, with the poor girl near the opening at the center. Even if she could get out of the grasp of its two tentacles I doubt if she could climb its steep walls, which began to pulse and move like there were dozens of hands poking up from under its skin. She let out a very loud scream for help that rattled my teeth to scream more painfully as the thing relentlessly tortured her rear this way. Her legs opened up during one of her hip jerks, and the tentacle wrapped around her thighs held them open. It slowly sank the lower part of the phallus body into her crotch. The mouths near her rear stopped biting her and pushed up on her cheeks with open mouths. It then began to grind its ribbed body against her loin. She threw her head back and closed her eyes as she moaned and screamed in protest. The thing's mouth pushed hard against her chest and I heard it make some strange gurgling sound. It gripped the middle of her top by something it had deep in its maw and yanked its "head" back, effectively ripping the garment in two. Her lovely and large breasts bounced freely away and I couldn't help but notice how brown and erect her nipples were. Its quivering maw descended on her naked stomach, and she squealed as its slimy tongues lapped at her tender flesh. It slowly worked its way up until it was licking her breasts and nipples, pushing them side to side from the constant pushing of its many tendrils. The eyes on the side of its head rolled back in apparent pleasure. Her topless body trembled as clear slime poured on her chest and dripped down to her back. The tentacles by her rear tore away her shorts to reveal thin black panties Her hips dropped away from its body, and another headed tentacle slipped its way between her thighs and to my pleasure, placed its wide open mouth down at her pussy. She shrieked once it bit down on her, and started moaning like a whore when its jaws slowly nibbled down. The beast must have been enjoying her little space too much, for it loosened its grip enough for her to break free, turn over and try to crawl away. She got about two feet before the tentacles caught hold of her waist, and dragged her rear up to the gaping mouth of the phallic. It bent her over and closed its jaws over her tight rear, tendrils flailing and her screaming, with her loose breasts swaying from the motion. The other tentacles grabbed the fabric of her ripped shorts and tore at them like a pack of hungry dogs. They soon stripped her down to a pair of black panties; I missed what happened to her shoes. These panties lasted a few seconds as the wild mouths ripped them apart, leaving her naked and vulnerable. The tentacles flipped her; her slime covered skin made moving her body almost frictionless. I saw she had a very fine row of blonde pubic hair, meaning she was a natural. The lips of her pussy were bright pink, with folds that were nearly perfect. On this the creature buried its face in, and she threw back her head and arched her back in a high-pitched shriek and moan. The tendrils slithered around her loins wildly, as its maw opened and closed slowly, making a weird sucking noise with whatever muscles it had within. Her breathing went very heavy as she moaned with each exhale, her thighs trembling to the point of almost near convulsions. It cruelly kept this up, with saliva dripping down from her until she locked into an incredible orgasm. The creature then took its face out of her crotch, small tendrils slithering out of her wet labia, and loomed the phallus body over her. A smooth, dripping tube, the diameter of a soda can, extended out of an orifice at the base and descended slowly to her sore, pussy lips. The maw moved closer to her face as she tried to push it away with both hands. Its slimy tube pressed on her wet pussy, then slowly and forcefully pushed its way deep inside her. She screamed wildly, her eyes as wide as they could go and her lips in a trembling fury. The tube slowly pushed in and out of her. Her toes quivered and her legs shook like jello. She moaned like she was passing a bowling ball through her. The thing's maw licked lightly at her face as two mouthed tentacles enjoyed suckling roughly at her breasts. The rhythm of the tube began to pound faster as she whimpered from the erotic pain. Slime dripped away from the rubbery tube as its smooth green skin slid against her soft lips and clitoris. Her skin was caked all over with black patches of soft mud and a clear slime. Tentacles pushed her legs down in a full spread as it thrust even harder into her. Her body rocked from its violent copulation, her hips bouncing helpless and her loose breasts jiggling wildly. She moaned louder and louder until her back arched tightly and body locked in an incredible orgasm. At the same point in time, white fluid, resembling a liquid cottage cheese, leaked out where the tube connected with her vagina and soaked all the way down to her thighs. The tube slipped out of her and swayed around wildly, spewing the fluid all over her as she fell completely limp. The thing's head made a terrible slurping sound, the tendrils from its maw jerked violently as strings of slime danced from them. The maw went down to her feet and methodically lapped the white cream from her skin. It then moved up to her calves and thighs, licking her soft skin clean and leaving a clear coat of slime. The maw then slowly cleaned her crotch, stomach and breasts; its rough tongues easily rubbed away the white fluid. Her face got the same treatment before its tentacles flipped her limp body over. She rotated easily and slapped down in the slime as the tendrils cleaned her back and rear. The phallic body then slowly descended back into the gaping orifice in the center. There was no movement at all, except for the slight motion of the girls breathing. Suddenly, four jet-black tentacles burst out of the central hole and wrapped themselves tightly around her body. She woke with a scream as the entire beast began to close like an umbrella. Immediately two headed tentacles burst out and landed on her breasts, chewing them slowly like bubble gum. She screamed and moaned until a large appendage, pink and as wide as a baseball bat, shot out of the hole also and plunged violently into her sore vagina. Her eyes and mouth went as wide as they could go in a look of sheer pain on her face. The appendage brutally pushed in and out of her as the creature continued to fold. The thing finally closed like a rose pedal, with the shocked girl inside. It then slowly worked into the ground, easily pushing underneath the soft dirt. I jumped from the tree and ran to the base, her image still in my mind. I have never seen anything torture another living thing in such a fashion, except maybe some really sick people. Although I hate to admit it, I really wish I brought a camera that day.

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