Check out the experimental room.

Why would I bio-engineering lab have blast shutters? Those are normally used only for experiments requiring explosive materials, heavy loads, or toxic fumes, none of which would have any place in the field. I had to figure things out, so I went in for a closer look.

The door had no labels to describe the experiment that was going on. No safety warnings, no list of chemical. It also looked just like most of the other labs in the tower, so there was no extra indication there. I had **** but to enter it if I wanted to find out what Delta Corp was developing.

As the door slid open, I could here strange squishing noises, unlike anything I had ever heard before. I reached for a light switch and hit it. At first glance, I thought the room looked like a massive blob of snakes, but the extensions lacked the scales or defining characteristics of snakes. Instead, they looked like octopus tentacles, sans suction cups. I traced the tentacles back to their source, and screamed in horror. Against the back of the room, were three women, all held into place by the tentacles. Tendrils pulled their arms and legs into the living wall, but their heads and torso were still out in the open. But, my god, what were the tentacles doing to them? Large, throbbing tentacles bounded in and out of their anuses. And in some women also their vaginas and mouths. While more tentacles encircled their thighs and breasts. Strange cups were sucking at their nipples, and women had completely blank looks on their faces. I'd think they were dead if their bodies were not spasming as the tentacle monster ravaged their holes.

I knew I had to get the hell out of there as soon as possible, but I stood there, shocked. After a few seconds, I was able to break free of my daze and run for the door. I cleared the doorway, but before I could turn around and close the door, one of the tentacles managed to snag my ankle. With a quick tug I was floored, but I managed to grab a hold of a nearby desk to prevent me from being pulled in. More tentacles streamed out of the room and grabbed at me. One encircled my thigh and started pressing against my panties, while another started poking at my tit. Were these things capable of seeing me? Who could create a such a monster?

After a minute of stuggling, I lost my grip and was pulled into the monster's room.

Once I was in it's domain, the tentacles assaulted me in full ****, as if the monster were fully aware of what was going on, and it certainly only had one thing in mind for women. Tentacles slid underneath my clothing, across my body, until I felt their slimy skin all over. Thick tentacles pulled my wrists and ankles up, leaving me suspended in the middle of the room. A smaller tentacle encircled my neck, holding it tightly but not enough **** to **** me. Two more tentacles pinched my breasts, while a new type of tentacle with small cups started suckling my breasts, forcing them to excrete breast milk.

Below the waste, two of the larger tentacles began to crawl beneath my pantyhose and slowly entered my asshole. I was being **** by tentacles! How, or why, would anyone do this? The full body **** lasted mere minutes before I started to come. The beast must have sense it, as the tentacle around my neck tightened, cutting off my air supply...

Erotic asphyxiation.

My body shook violently to the largest orgasm of my life, and the noose around my neck loosened. I sat there, breathing heavily, the tentacles giving now giving me a rest.

Then it began all over again.