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Chapter 7
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The Invasion
"Hey mommy look what I found!" a small girl stumbles over to her parents as they start rolling up their beach towels as they prepare to go back home. "What is it sweetie?" the young mother that's wearing a black two piece bikini smiles brightly at her child, seeing her hold up a large seashell. "Oh wow! Look at how pretty that is, that's going to be your precious treasure from now on. Just like how you're mine!" she laughs as she holds the child up from under her arms and lifts her up into the air playfully. The child laughs and giggles hugging her mom tightly around the neck, seashell still in hand before letting out a tired yawn. "Looks like our little princess tired herself out today" the father says as he picks up their belongings and pats his child on her head. "I think we're going to have to tuck in you early tonight." he kisses her on the forehead then going to kiss his wife on her lips. "And you... I think I know what we can do tonight." he smirks as she looks back at him, pushing him away before he can get too frisky. "Oh you stop it." she giggles. The child is still resting on her mother's shoulder as she looks into the warm orange sky when she sees something traveling at a high speed towards the ocean, leaving a trial of smoke behind it. "Mommy! Daddy! Look! A shooting star!" Her parents both turn and look into the sky as others seem to have noticed the falling object as well. A small crowd has gathered as people start chattering and mumbling to each other. "Honey, that's not a shooting star, I think it's a plane." "Oh my God it's going to crash, someone call the police and ambulance now!" There's a bit of panic in the air as the people watching can only look on as the spacecraft crashes into the water, just a few hundred yards away from the sand. The mother turns her child around and covers her eyes and ears to make sure she doesn't see the horrific accident.
"Oh shit, are they alright?" a few of the older men and college boys start walking towards the water, standing in waist deep water as they can see the ripples from the point of impact. Bubbles slowly start to surface as a big foreign looking aircraft rises out from the water. A hatch seems to be open as the aircraft bobs up and down in the water.
"Holy shit, what kind of plane is that? I've never seen anything like it before." "Were there people inside, did you see them eject or something?" "No nothing, just straight into the water." The men talk among themselves as one of them slowly wades and approaches by himself. "Yo dude, be careful. Don't get too close to that thing." He stares at the ship in awe and amazement. "Guys... you don't think its aliens do you..." he asks worriedly.
"Psh, c'mon Ted, you know there's no such things as aliens. You've just been watching too mu-" his friend was going to tease him before he's suddenly pulled under the water quickly. The men and his friends that were standing beside him look on in horror at what just happened, froze in shock to even say anything or react. The crowd on the beach look on and gasp as they see the boy disappear under the water.
"Hey man... that's not funny... come back up already..." his friend stutters out nervously as he starts walking backwards toward the beach again. As if on replay, the older man beside him slips under the water too, disappearing from everyone's view. The one boy that had approached the ship looks back at the group in the water only in more shock, but he notices a look of fear and distress as they all look at him.
"What's wrong guys..." he suddenly feels a thick slime drop onto his left shoulder. Terrified, he slowly reaches up with his right hand to touch it, feeling it be very sticky and thick, unable to remove his hand from his shoulder. He slowly turns around and looks up to see the Octopodian towering over him. Before he could scream out, it's thick arm wraps around his face as it dives into the water, pulling him under with it.
"RUN!" the guys immediately start thrashing and sprinting, trying to get back to shore as two more are pulled under the water. Back on the beach, people are running and screaming in panic and chaos as they try to evacuate the area. None of the men that were in the water makes it back to the shore in time before the other Octopodians come bursting out of the water. There's a total of 24 Octopodians that had landed and most of them have reached the shore now.
People are shoving each other out of the way, trying to save themselves from their mysterious and unknown attackers. The family we were following earlier is caught in the middle of the chaos. The mother is trying to **** hold onto her daughter so she doesn't fall out of her arms while the father is behind them, urging her to continue running forward. "Go go go go go!" he shouts, pushing on her back but not hard enough that she'll lose her balance. Running on the sand is normally hard enough, running on the sand with giant octopus alien creatures attacking you makes that infinitely harder. Any males within the Octopodian's reach are immediately grabbed and crushed in the their strong thick tentacle arms, dropping to the sand lifelessly. The females are treated much differently. Their bikini or swimsuits were first easily removed from them as tentacles slithered all over their bodies, covering it in their thick, clear, sticky slime that coats their arms. Squirts of the black thick substance seems to originate from the tips of the front tentacles they walk on, keeping the female's limbs stuck and secured to each other, immobilizing them.
In the chaos as more people are starting to get picked off, the little girl drops the seashell she was holding. "My shell!" the little girl screams out as it drops onto the sandy beach as her mother carries her farther away from it. The husband sees it and stops, turning back and going against the tide of people to try to retrieve it. "Honey no! Don't!" the wife yells out as she's **** to keep moving forward from the pushing wave of people, shielding her daughter with her body. The husband is **** to crawl as he takes countless knees to the face and his body before finally getting a hold of the shell after the last line of people rush past him. "Got it" he says while bruised and battered. His wife is several feet away from him as she refused to leave without him. "Honey run!" she screams at him, tears flowing down her eyes as he takes the shell and tosses it at her. She manages to catch it with her free hand and hand it over to her daughter, patting her head and holding her close. She looks back expecting her husband to be running towards her so they can escape together but she's frozen in fear instead. An Octopodian had caught up to him as it lifts him up in the air, tentacle wrapped around his head, his limps hanging freely down from his body. Tears are streaming down her face as she looks on in shock, watching the strange creature toss his body over his head and into the water.
"No... no... no... NO!!!" she screams as she breaks down crying as she runs away, holding onto her daughter tightly. The Octopodian gives chase, catching up to her quickly, only a few steps behind her now. She can see it approaching as the first sensation of a tentacle coiling around her ankle is felt. She know she has no other option as she leans in and kisses her daughter on the forehead, whispering 'we love you' before releasing her hold of her. The young girl rolls in the sand, putting a lot of distance between her and the creature that's on top of her mother. "Mommy?" she asks, confused as she couldn't understand what was happening, clutching onto the seashell tightly. "Run! Run away! Get far away from here!" she screams as she's struggling back against the slimy creature, trying to push and kick it off of her. "Mommy!" the daughter tries to run back towards her mom before an arm grabs her, preventing her from doing so. A young college boy had noticed what happened and rushed back to help save the girl. "Mommy!" her voice screeches as she tries to pull away from him. "You can't go back, I'm sorry." he tries to hold back tears, refusing to loosen his grip of the little girl's arm. He looks back at see that the mother's bikini has been stripped away as she tries to crawl away from the alien. "Please... save my daughter... keep her safe..." she sobs as she smiles towards him. The Octopodian has its chin tentacles wrapped around her wrists, pulling her arms back behind her as it made her kneel. She was bent over as it kept it's leg tentacles on top of her ankles, keeping her pinned down with her legs apart and breasts hanging below her. The young man could only nod and turn around, picking up the little girl as he makes his escape. "Mommy!" the little girl reaches out with her arm one last time before crying her eyes out. Never once did the young man look back as he just kept running forward, reaching the streets. The mother looks on smiling as she looks at her daughter reaching safety before her vision turns into darkness, the Octopodian spraying the black slime over her eyes. Her body shook as she felt something slither inside of her pussy roughly, wriggling deep inside of her as another one makes its way into her mouth, blocking off her moans and groans of despair that will soon turn into ones of pleasure. More of these muffled moans are heard as the Octopodians have stopped giving chase and decided to sample their captured prizes across the beach.
Where were you this whole time while this happen?
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Perils of a Novice Superheroine
A generic superheroing setting drenched with sex and scandal
Acropolis City, the center of super-human and caped crusader activity in this particular world - with its own dizzying highs and lows, high-tech skylines and slums standing in stark, four-color contrast, it provided everything that a costumed megalomaniac or masked vigilante could ask for. In fact, as is usually the case where colorful masked characters are the norm, it has become something of an institution by this point. But although the mere existence of costumed heroes and villains no longer shocks people, these people - who, by their very nature, thrive on attention - keep finding new ways to stand out from the crowd and attract the eye. This last goal tends to get a lot of emphasis in the most simple, sexualized way possible. For reasons that the world's most brilliant scientists have yet to explain, latent super-abilities seem to manifest more often in women than men by a ratio of 3 to 1 or more. This is true even when the superpower isn't "natural"; paranormal artifacts fall into their hands, esoteric martial arts schools never seem to have a male heir, the technological prototypes they test always seem to be the ones that are most easily used or abused for good and evil. Unfortunately, the glory days of the past where citizens were happy to see any old masked do-gooder show up are over - in recent years, Acropolis City has established a ranking system of heroes where those who get high marks from the citizens and resolve incidents are rewarded with corporate sponsorships and (most coveted of all) seats at the prestigious League of Propriety. Those who intimidate the populace, cause excessive collateral damage, or simply don't excite anyone, garnering low rankings, get 'asked' to move to less prestigious cities. Few superheroes want to get stuck battling clans of villainous hillbillies and corrupt small-town sheriffs for the rest of their careers, so they're always eager to please the influential citizens of Acropolis City (judges, eminent scientists, first responders, and of course the all-important reporters). On the other side of the law, a similar dynamic predominates; only the most glamorous and charismatic costumed ne'er-do-wells can make it in this town. And so, the novice superheroines just learning the ways of battling for justice and order, without any team to back them up, always end up patrolling the skeeviest, most undesirable slums of the city and taking on the most thankless rescues. As if that weren't bad enough, most of them feel obliged to dress in ways that get more outlandish and revealing with every passing year while they fight the good fight and/or feed their craving for attention, depending on how you see the 'cape life'. As if that weren't troublesome enough, the superhuman mutations that make so many of these heroes' careers possible also result in greatly increased sexual sensitivity, particularly in females. The adventures and misadventures that these spandex-clad lady crusaders get into are often too hot to print for the kind of comics that their young admirers would read. Messy mistakes will be made, but you don't want to disappoint your readers, do you? So let the League know what kind of superheroine you are, your chosen name, powers, and appearance, and they'll send you out on your first patrols. Good luck.
Updated on Dec 27, 2025
by micdan282
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