Like a Magical Girl in a Tentacle Trap

POV Marinette circa a few moments ago

Marinette hummed to herself while she was picking out a two-hundred count pack of gauze. Finding a box that wasn’t too beat up and of the brand that Katara recommended, Marinette put it in her cart and started moving on. She glanced over Alex and Clover and felt a twinge of envy in her heart that quickly faded. She was happy that the two of them are going to have the opportunity to start a family though how happy it would be would remain to be seen. Clover has only been in the harem for a couple of days so Marinette didn’t know the full extent of her relationship with James. With Alex, Marinette knew that she had a friends with benefits relationship with James like many of the girls in the harem who were invited to his bed.

Marinette appreciated how she was able to bring her designs to life once again while James’ live in seamstress/fashion designer. She grimaced thinking about how the Hoofer Ranch used her as a racing horse and as a draft horse on occasion and how her original owners kept her as just a decoration in their hallway. Marinette shivered, recalled the wholesale location her original owners sold her too and where Hoofer’s grandson bought her from.

Marinette recalled when herself and the other former Hoofer ponygirls found out that Alex was a former bodyguard of Hoofer Senior. Alex had apologized to Shampoo for using her as a mount whenever Hoofer Senior wanted a tour of the ranch; Shampoo got to ride Alex around the neighborhood as petty **** and the two had made up. The group ended up bonding over the antics both Hoofer Senior and Hoofer the Grandson had put them all through.

Sparing another glance at Clover and Alex, and then at James, Marinette promised herself to do her best to make sure there was an extra supply of baby clothes and to make extra special care with the designs she was working on for the harem. Pushing the cart towards where she could activate a bridge, she blushed as she thought of a particular outfit she was working on before the wedding and honeymoon trip.

“Gah,” Marinette yelped as she tripped and stumbled. Catching herself on the cart, she looked down and noticed she had tripped on some patchy and faded yellow and black striped tape.

“Character Patient detected. Starting level 5 demonstration exam,” a device about five feet tall chimed and started lighting up the area marked by the striped tape. A panel opened up, exposing eight holes with iris doors. “Please keep the Character passive and still while the exam is being performed.”

The tiny iris doors started opening and eight tentacles coiled out. Marinette immediately turned around to run out of the marked area but the tentacles immediately lashed out and lifted her off the ground by her wrists and ankles. “He-help!”

“Character is resisting. Employing disciplinary protocols,” the machine stated but Marinette paid no mind to it as she wiggled and focused on trying to reach for the cart to try to pull herself out of the metal tentacles’ grasp. Her fingers were barely brushing the handle bars when a couple of the tentacles wrapped itself around her waist, pulling her closer to the machine and lifting her up several feet. Then she felt a smack on her ass. “Why?!”

“Character is a slightly magically exposed human female. Heartbeat is elevated and surface temperature is 96 degrees fahrenheit. Blood pressure elevated as well,” the machine spat out as its tentacles slid across Marinette’s arms and legs and took in data. “Surface data collected, collecting internal data.”

“It’s in my underwear!” Marinette squirmed, annoyed, as the metal tentacles slid under her skirt and shirt and wiggled around until her bra and shirt were pushed out of the way, exposing her tits to anyone looking her way. Marinette blushed as the tentacles squeezed her tits and deployed a suction cup tool that latched onto her nipples and started sucking. She squeezed her eyes closed so that she would not be able to see anyone watching her. A moan leaked out as the surprisingly gentle suction aroused a response.

“Breast exam in progress, beginning oral and anal,” the machine chimed. Marinette’s eyes snapped open as she redoubled her efforts to escape the mechanical tentacles even as one tentacle coiled around her jaw while another coiled around her thigh and started probing her panties. Where before she was more irked than scared of the tentacles, the machine going for her ass was another thing. She clenched her mouth closed as the tentacle tried to enter. “Please open wide for the dental and throat exams.”

She puckered her ass as a tentacle tried to slip inside. “Oh no you don’t! Let go of the magical girl!” Marinette looked over and resisted calling out to Clover who was charging at the machine with James and Alex closely behind.

“Please no more than one Character in the examination field please,” Clover was almost immediately grabbed by one of the tentacles around her chest. But it was for naught as Clover was able to press the big red button on the control panel labelled “Emergency Stop”.

Instantly the tentacles uncoiled themselves from around Marinette and Clover near instantaneously. “Ah!” Marinette cried as she dropped only to be caught in a pair of warm arms.

“Gotcha.” You say as you caught her in a princess carry. “Are you okay? Hope we got here in time.” Marinette immediately swung her arms around your neck and buried herself into your chest.

“I’m telling you, store-bought Hermiones are better cocksuckers than wild caught ones,” a Prime Worlder said as he got a double blowjob from two Hermiones kneeling on a dirty floor of one of the many food courts in the middle of the Sams’ Club. One Hermione was very clearly one of the movie Hermione’s with her wavy hair while the other one had hair that was more bushy and more evidently, she didn’t look like Emma Watson. The Movie!Hermione had a collar on her and a skimpy mage dress while the Book!Hermione had a slutty version of the Hogwarts female uniform and she had a (physically) very large price tag on her ear along with additional tags on each of the articles of clothing she had on.

You shook your head as you snapped out of your analysis of the cute witches. You pick up the mugs of hot chocolate from where the barista (who was only wearing a green apron) placed them and did your best to ignore how desperately the Book!Hermione was trying to impress the Prime Worlder. You figure she has been on a shelf for awhile and wanted out of the store. “I think it comes down to training though enthusiasm can make up for it. I’d recommend 3S for some expert trainers at reasonable prices.” The guy appears to have lost interest in talking so you say your goodbyes to the random stranger and his Characters. “Have a good day I guess.”

You speedwalk away as the guy ejaculates over the two Hermiones. That Prime Worlder is definitely going to have to buy the Book!Hermione now. Already, there was a Sam Winchester in a Sams’ Club security outfit marching over to the guy.

You quickly arrive at your destination, a small table where Clover and Alex were pampering Marinette, they have already fixed up her top and skirt and were now helping her reapply her makeup and fixing her hair. The three shopping carts were lined up nearby.

“Your hair is like so soft,” Clover said as she brushed the ends of Marinette’s hair so that it gained a bit of curl at the end. While you preferred her hair in their pigtails, in your opinion, she looked great with her hair down too.

“Thank you,” Marinette said quietly as she held still so that Alex could apply foundation to her back to cover up some of the marks the tentacles left behind.

“How are you doing?” You ask the bluenette, setting down the tray of mugs on the table, carefully not disturbing the open containers of makeup and ointment that you are going to have to buy later.

“Better now,” she smiled as she grabbed the mug that had a bit of whipped cream and cinnamon. She took a swig of the hot chocolate and gained a little whipped cream mustache. You smirked and pointed. She looked down and rolled her eyes at you before licking the mustache away. “It wasn’t the worst time I was grabbed by tentacles” You’ve watched some ponygirl races before, some had bizarre and kooky obstacles. “Wh…why did that machine do all of that?”

“I’m guessing it was part entertainment, part medical device. Likely designed to make the experience as pleasurable as possible for both viewers and the one in its grasp while also gathering as much medical data as it could.” You theorize before shrugging. “Or someone put a medical themed bondage machine in that section either by accident or purpose.” It was definitely a much more aggressive version of one of the machines you got squirreled away in your dungeon; you mentally make a note.

“It’s a good thing we already grabbed practically all the stuff Katara asked for,” Alex said, putting down the foundation and grabbing her own mug of nonfat hot chocolate with a hint of almond butter and ginger. “So we don’t have to go back.”

“And whatever’s left we can have Katara order later,” you point out; it would be a little more expensive but you had to think about what would be best for your girls. “Once we’re done with the hot chocolates and you’re feeling up for it, we can go and pick up the actual groceries.”

“Let’s just sit here for now,” Marinette replied.

“Maybe you can get the other girls to hurry up and join us so they can finish the shopping,” Clover ‘suggested’. “What is taking them so long anyways?”