More transforming and tentacle sex

Looking down at herself, Celine wondered what else her exotic body was capable off. Focusing, she could feel the ocean of tentacles of which she consisted of squirming around inside her, each ready to shoot out at any moment to obey her every desire. If she was able to arrange all of them to mimic the shape of specific persons, shouldn’t she be able to reshape certain body parts as well? Giving it a shot, Celine grabbed her bouncy breasts, which caused another small wave of unexplainable pleasure to shoot through her organism. Celine imagined them to become bigger, firmer and rounder, the size she had always wished hers to be. Without delay, she sensed how the tentacles composing her tits started to multiply themselves. From the outside, it looked as if a swarm of tapeworms had nested inside her luscious breasts and now writhed around beneath her skin. Celine felt her overall mass increase as her boobs rapidly swelled up to the size of basketballs, which didn’t seem to be affected by gravity at all. Her hands could merely hold the lower half of those enormous orbs as her fingers dug into the newly created flesh.

“Oh… my… God!“ At the sight of her own breasts swelling to such covetable dimensions, Chloe had unwittingly began to circle her finger around her exposed pussy. “This is so freaking hot! What else can you do?“

“How about-“ Celine lifted her arms into a T-pose. Beneath her armpits, broad spindles of tentacles bulged out. Expanding further, their ends evolved into clods, which again sprouted five finger-like excrescences. In all it did not take ten seconds and Celine had given herself an additional pair of arms right next to her unnaturally massive tits. “Ta-da,“ she cheered and spread all four arms, before grabbing her meaty breasts with two hands each to knead them. “I guess I can change anything about my body,“ she said. As further proof, she morphed one of her four hands into an oversized erected penis and began titfucking herself with it, starting to hum.

“And I guess that we won’t be needing all our dildos anymore,“ Chloe said. “So are you going to let me in on the fun or what?“

“Oh, sorry,“ Celine moaned. The nipples of her balloon-sized breasts stretched outwards and turned into tentacles, which unerringly extended in Chloe’s direction. One tendril plunged straight into her snatch without slowing down, which **** Chloe to stumble back, shocked by the suddenness of the **** pleasure. The other coiled around her tight waist and instantly spawned dozens of identical offsprings which slithered up her belly, slid between her breasts, slung around her arms, dove into her hair and coiled around her neck.

“Oh FUCK YEAH,“ the blue-haired girl yelled with a volume she hadn’t intended. “THIS FEELS SO FUCKING…MMMNNNGGH.“

Even though she reveled herself in multiple orgasms at once, Celine still hadn’t enough. She willed another hand to morph into a single tentacle which was as broad as a Boa Constrictor and let it snake inside her hole. Now able to take in any length or girth, she let it slide in until it emerged back out from her butthole. Then she made it slide in and out, in and out, in and out, with wet sloshy sounds accompanying the slick movements. The sexual delights almost caused her to collapse again, but she managed to hold her green slimy mass together. Tendrils sprawled from her throat as she moaned towards her girlfriend. She loved the sight of Chloe being roughly fucked by her eager and perverted sextoys. They worked her so harshly that she threatened to drop, but Celine flexed the tentacles sprouting from her nipples, stiffening them like muscles. She managed to hold Chloe’s weight with ease. Furthermore, the girl weighted almost nothing to Celine. She willed her two rigid breast-tentacles to raise one meter, which hoisted Chloe into the air. Still, Celine barely felt any difference. Without effort, two tendrils were able to hold a person above the floor.

For several minutes Celine kept fucking her lover with her serpentine protrusions while pleasuring several particularly erogenous parts of her body as well. Their moaning, yelling and cursing along with the tentacles’ moist smacking and squelching sounds could be heard from below the street, yet non of them cared. Both were lost in rapturous bliss, barely able to think and dripping with sweat and slime as the tentacles kept sliding in and out of their pussies. Only when Chloe called out their safeword, Celine placed her back onto the floor and recalled her snakelike babies back into her tits.