Something unexpected.

For reasons you can’t quite place your finger on you sling your rifle, unlock the safety, rack the charging handle to chamber a round, put the barrel in his mouth and say, “Bang. Killed ya.” Then his tentacles caress your head and your body is fully under his control. You set down the rifle, take off all your gear and strip till all you are wearing is your bikini, leggings, shoes and socks. He turns you around and his mouth clamps on your head, his tongue licking it all over while his hands find your nipples and begin rubbing and pinching them, kneading your chest as if to summon breasts. His cock slides between your legs and rubs your taint, then balls, then cock as if stroking you. He lifts you off the ground and walks you through the store, into the back, and sets you down beside a red silk covered bed.

Turning you to face him and his clawed hands rip the front out of your leggings and snatch off your panties freeing your cock. Then the head of his cock seems to open slightly more and then sucks your cock in. You rut and thrust, his cock milking yours till you fill his cock with your seed. “Now I break you.” He says in your mind. He moves around you and sits on the bed. His cock somehow holding your seed within it. He picks you up and that fleshy cock pushes against your anus. Your own spunk begins to squirt into your hole through the fabric of your leggings followed by a warm stream of what must be piss. The bulbous head plugging the edges well enough that not a drop spills out of you. Your torso bulges with the volume. His hands on your chest has your nipples hard as stones and you are sure you can hear yourself panting. He holds you like that till you are squirming in his grasp, your bowels begging for release. Finally he lets you stand and your leggings and shoes are ruined by the volume of liquid that rushes out of you. His claws then tear your clothing to pieces as if offended by them till you are naked and sticky. He then grabs a jar of some thick liquid that you soon discover tastes a bit like sour cherries. He coats your body from head to toe, his fingers and tentacles working it into your skin, deeply in your anus, and even down your throat, his tentacles are often all over your body but he is never careless and maintain control at all times. He then takes a thin razor blade knife and shaves every hair from your body save your eyelashes. He then paints on eyebrows, uses vivid purples and pinks for eyeshadow, deep black eyeliner, and bright pink glossy lipstick. He then gives you a bob cut neon pink wig that he must glue in place as it stays fast, finally saying, “There, very cute.” More sticky liquid flows over both of you till the bed is wet and both of you glisten with moisture. “This is going to hurt, a lot.” He says in your mind then his huge cock presses against your asshole. It takes some time before you are certain something must have ripped and suddenly the head is inside of you. Pain rips through you but you can’t move unless he moves you, so you are still in his grasp. He puts you on your knees on the floor and his mouth opens again and you are sure this is how you die. Wider and wider his mouth stretches, that you didn’t expect, then the entire back of your skull is in his mouth and he slurps in all but your face and neck. At the same instant you feel his strong torso against your body, his enormous cock deeply inside of you. Your lungs seem unable to fully inflate and your ass is simply on fire. “Now feel my bliss.” He channels into your mind his physical stimulation and you cum instantly. He begins pounding your asshole in earnest and while the pain is there, pleasure begins to build. His tentacles begin **** you as well making your eyes water and somehow the pleasure builds to another level.

“Oh god you are such good prey. I’m sorry I simply have to kill you.” He says as he fucks, squeezes, and sucks your skull. “Chomp. Snap. Boom. You’re dead. Gulp your brain is so yummy.” He says as your body fills with cum. Then he pulls out, let’s go, and hands you a potion. “Wait for it.” Your body spasms and orgasmic bliss rips through you in waves as your cock and ass spray cum all over. When it is finally over he makes you drink. Every last ache slips away and only the blissful aftermath remains as his tentacles free you.

Then aloud he says, “Oops I think that wig just became real hair. Sorry I forgot to take it off.” He is grinning ear to ear.

“Holy fuck.” Is all you say, then pass out. You wake up completely clean and wearing a lovely little red leather dress that is basically a one piece over bust corset and pencil mini skirt, on your feet are open toe platform sandals of matching red leather straps with 6” clear blocky heels. You seem to be in a different bedroom with a shuttered window and a light looking wooden door. Other than the big bed there is only a lit wall lantern lighting the room softly. You see no sign of your belongings.