knew what was
happening.
She was
going through the Change and he was witnessing it. Through the
clear, dark water, he made out her silhouette as she slowly tread
water just beneath the surface. She appeared to be in a daze, not
sure of what to do. Her arms and legs had turned into tentacles.
Disbelief etched her wide-open eyes as she stared at
him.
He wished
he could communicate verbally with her and tell her she was going
to be all right, but down here under the sea, verbal communication
just was not possible.
Instead,
he swam closer to her. She was nude. Her clothing had ripped away
as her tentacles had formed. Her tentacles looked beautiful. They
were dark gray, three feet long, as thick as her arms, tapering off
at the ends. Her suction cups glowed an intriguing midnight blue
color, and her sexy scent was playing havoc with his senses. His
instincts to mate with her were quickly overtaking his concern for
her emotions.
Tentatively, he reached out a tentacle and curled it around
her waist. She was warm and luscious against his suction cups.
Thankfully, she didn’t protest as he drew her against his body. She
continued to blink at him, as is she were stunned, but he would
have her feeling good in no time.
Holding
her steady, he slid two tentacles up along her inner thighs,
stopping short of her bare pussy, before running his tentacles back
down her legs again.
She
shuddered.
Oh, yes.
She was very responsive. In Octo form, her human guard and need for
self-control would no longer matter. Instincts would take over just
as they were doing now. He tensed with appreciation as she twirled
the narrow tip of one of her newly formed tentacles around the base
of his shaft. The miniature suction cups molded with his flesh. She
held him tight and gently squeezed his cock. Her touch sent erotic
shivers racing through him.
Gray
moaned and bubbles sifted out of his mouth and rocketed to the
surface. He grinned. It appeared as if they were going to make a
magnificent coupling.
* * * *
*
Miranda
stared at Gray in disbelief. She was under the ocean surface, in
the water and she was having no trouble breathing, just like Gray
had said. It was amazing. Her eyesight was magnificent, despite the
darkness. A school of rockfish leisurely swam past them. She could
smell them and her mouth watered. She’d catch a meal
later.
Gray
looked spectacular. His body and head were the same, yet his arms
and legs were smooth, long black tentacles of at least four feet
each. His suction cups glowed a pretty fluorescent green that she
found quite attractive.
Right
now, she wanted Gray more than anything she’d ever wanted in her
life. Beneath her tentacle, his swollen cock pulsed and jerked. She
hoped she wasn’t holding his flesh too tight. If she was, he didn’t
appear to mind, so it must be okay.
She easily floated another tentacle through the cool water,
and stroked the head of his shaft. His eyes scrunched closed and
another volley of bubbles came out of his slightly parted lips. He
seemed to be enjoying what she was doing to him. Instincts told her
if she kept up the pressure, he would come. So, she backed off. She
wanted him to come inside her. Wanted his seed stored inside her so that any predator
Octo would smell his seed and know she was taken.
She
realized she wasn’t worried about anything anymore. There was no
care. Just a need for pleasure.
As she
continued stroking his cockhead, he let go of her waist, reached
out with his two upper tentacles and curled them like bondage ropes
around her breasts. The pressure was incredible. His suction cups
stuck to her flesh, and the tentacles held her breasts until they
were firm and plump. The thin tips of his tentacles stroked her
nipples until sensations whipped along tender nerve endings. She
quivered and creamed. She could smell herself as her aromatic cream
splashed into the currents.
Deep in
the back of her mind, she sensed her scent could bring danger back
to them, but she
happening.
She was
going through the Change and he was witnessing it. Through the
clear, dark water, he made out her silhouette as she slowly tread
water just beneath the surface. She appeared to be in a daze, not
sure of what to do. Her arms and legs had turned into tentacles.
Disbelief etched her wide-open eyes as she stared at
him.
He wished
he could communicate verbally with her and tell her she was going
to be all right, but down here under the sea, verbal communication
just was not possible.
Instead,
he swam closer to her. She was nude. Her clothing had ripped away
as her tentacles had formed. Her tentacles looked beautiful. They
were dark gray, three feet long, as thick as her arms, tapering off
at the ends. Her suction cups glowed an intriguing midnight blue
color, and her sexy scent was playing havoc with his senses. His
instincts to mate with her were quickly overtaking his concern for
her emotions.
Tentatively, he reached out a tentacle and curled it around
her waist. She was warm and luscious against his suction cups.
Thankfully, she didn’t protest as he drew her against his body. She
continued to blink at him, as is she were stunned, but he would
have her feeling good in no time.
Holding
her steady, he slid two tentacles up along her inner thighs,
stopping short of her bare pussy, before running his tentacles back
down her legs again.
She
shuddered.
Oh, yes.
She was very responsive. In Octo form, her human guard and need for
self-control would no longer matter. Instincts would take over just
as they were doing now. He tensed with appreciation as she twirled
the narrow tip of one of her newly formed tentacles around the base
of his shaft. The miniature suction cups molded with his flesh. She
held him tight and gently squeezed his cock. Her touch sent erotic
shivers racing through him.
Gray
moaned and bubbles sifted out of his mouth and rocketed to the
surface. He grinned. It appeared as if they were going to make a
magnificent coupling.
* * * *
*
Miranda
stared at Gray in disbelief. She was under the ocean surface, in
the water and she was having no trouble breathing, just like Gray
had said. It was amazing. Her eyesight was magnificent, despite the
darkness. A school of rockfish leisurely swam past them. She could
smell them and her mouth watered. She’d catch a meal
later.
Gray
looked spectacular. His body and head were the same, yet his arms
and legs were smooth, long black tentacles of at least four feet
each. His suction cups glowed a pretty fluorescent green that she
found quite attractive.
Right
now, she wanted Gray more than anything she’d ever wanted in her
life. Beneath her tentacle, his swollen cock pulsed and jerked. She
hoped she wasn’t holding his flesh too tight. If she was, he didn’t
appear to mind, so it must be okay.
She easily floated another tentacle through the cool water,
and stroked the head of his shaft. His eyes scrunched closed and
another volley of bubbles came out of his slightly parted lips. He
seemed to be enjoying what she was doing to him. Instincts told her
if she kept up the pressure, he would come. So, she backed off. She
wanted him to come inside her. Wanted his seed stored inside her so that any predator
Octo would smell his seed and know she was taken.
She
realized she wasn’t worried about anything anymore. There was no
care. Just a need for pleasure.
As she
continued stroking his cockhead, he let go of her waist, reached
out with his two upper tentacles and curled them like bondage ropes
around her breasts. The pressure was incredible. His suction cups
stuck to her flesh, and the tentacles held her breasts until they
were firm and plump. The thin tips of his tentacles stroked her
nipples until sensations whipped along tender nerve endings. She
quivered and creamed. She could smell herself as her aromatic cream
splashed into the currents.
Deep in
the back of her mind, she sensed her scent could bring danger back
to them, but she
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