Hope For The Best And Let Her Have Her Way

"I'm sorry," you blubber. "I'm sorry."

Roxie grins, her fangs glistening in the moonlight. She brings her other hand up and tears your shorts clean off of you. You hit the ground with a loud thud, totally nude, totally exposed to this creature that was once your best friend.

First, Roxie drops her shorts. You gasp at the sight of the huge tentacle which is slowly emerging from her dripping hole. Next comes her blouse and you blink, knowing it must be a dream. Where her nipples were supposed to be, two perfectly functional mouths sat, licking their lips lasciviously. Finally, her tongue begins to emerge from the mouth that had always been there. Though smaller than the tentacle undulating toward you from her pussy, it still has thousands of suction-cups and drips with a silvery goo like mercury.

With a lunge, Roxie is on top of you. The huge tentacle forces its way brutally past your pussy lips and deep within your womb. Her large breasts press against your own, the mouths at the tip of each beginning to bit and suck on your sensitive nubs. You are just about to scream out as her tongue forces its way into your mouth and down your throat.

All you can do is whimper as she ferociously impales you from both ends.

You can feel the silvery **** flowing freely into you now and the world begins to spin. Your own grunts of pleasure begin to mingle with the fierceness of Roxie's own. Your hips start moving in synch as you thrust them upward to meet each new stroke. You don't even feel the pain as Roxie digs one of her claws into the soft flesh of your side. All that matters is the orgasm you know you are about to experience.

And then, it happens. Your body is rocked with enough electricity to push a train as the world turns inside out upon itself. There is a bright flash of yellow and then you are greeted with the sweet peacefulness of a world gone black.