TPF Chapter 14

Enthea remembers what to do.

The tendrils from the water don’t ask for permission or hesitate. Blu is lifted out of the water with a cry of surprise, but Enthea is silent and placid. She calls on her memory of Laki’s meditation and empties her mind of everything, including resistance.

The tendrils aren’t violent, but they are insistent. Enthea’s clothes don’t rip, they just stretch and seams pop where the limbs strain them. They slide around and between her legs, covering her body in cool, slippery, slithery tickles.

Blu’s clothes do tear as she thrashes and struggles, pulling with her arms and kicking her legs.

Enthea feels the toxin from the creature speeding up her heart and stoking her arousal, just as she saw it affect Obi-Wan and Ryoke in the past. But she knows what it is and what it wants. This arousal can be dangerous, but she can use the **** to protect herself.

She’s calm. She just saw Ryoke do this.

It helps that Blu is not paying attention to her at all; she is fully occupied with swearing and trying to pull free. The creature has her cock out in the open and the tendrils have encircled it, sliding and pulling in different directions. Blu’s noises of frustration are mixed with cries of pleasure. She lets out a little scream as the arms bend her over and slip between her legs.

She struggles on, even when they **** their way into her mouth, muffling her cries.

Enthea is spread-eagle in the air, held up by the creature, but she just sighs as it enters her.

Blu’s body, red all over, jerks violently and white cum splashes into the water.

Enthea trembles softly, feeling as though a million warm, velvety tongues are running over every inch of her body, even her most sensitive parts. An appendage worms its way into her mouth, and she reflexively sucks on it, taking pleasure from the way this thing wants to fill every part of it. She’s so relaxed and in touch with the **** that her cock is only half-hard, but she feels gooey semen dribbling from it as slow, rhythmic throbs inside her make her walls close on the tendrils, which shudder appreciatively.

She feels the tension in the appendages when they’re satisfied.

They dump Blu in the water, but tenderly lower Enthea, who is only barely able to stand.

She gets her balance, now tingling all over from the absence of those feelers. The toxin is still affecting her, but she’s in no danger. Blu, on the other hand?

Blu comes up gasping. She’s all but naked; her struggle led to her clothes being reduced to tatters. Enthea wades to her, helping the shaking woman stand and clamber back onto the stone ledge.

Blu collapses on her hands and knees, moaning dazedly.

She’s still in danger. Enthea hesitates, staring down at the Mandalorian’s wet body and raised hips. Her hard cock twitches and her smooth pussy is red and swollen.

Blu looks back needily, lost in her trance of lust.

Enthea remembers when they first met in that bathroom. Enthea was the one in a trance that time.

“Something’s wrong,” Blu gasps.

That’s enough to wake Enthea up.

“I know. You’ll be all right,” Enthea assures her, pulling at her belt and opening her Jedi robes.

Blu’s hand slides across the rough stone, grabbing and squeezing at it. Her body must be on fire. The toxin from the creature will kill her at this rate. There’s no time for manners.

Enthea kneels behind her, grabbing Blu’s slim, damp hips and pulling her closer. She pushes her cock against the bounty hunter’s firm rear, and for the few seconds that it takes Enthea to get hard, Blu pushes herself back eagerly, begging for it.

Enthea thrusts into Blu’s warm pussy. The toxin must amplify what she feels, because her insides quiver and she drops onto the stone, leaving her hips in the air.

Enthea tries to conduct herself like a Jedi, but Blu feels so different from Ryoke. A Theelin’s pussy is tighter and rougher. A human isn’t as tight, but she’s wetter and hotter. Enthea’s short, thick cock all but glides in and out of Blu, sending shivers from her head to her toes. It makes it so easy and effortless. The rapid slapping of flesh is noisy in the cavern, which echoes.

Enthea can’t last with something this good. She shuts her eyes and leans forward, gripping Blu’s hips and whimpering as she explodes inside her. Blu’s hips jolt and jerk.

Enthea falls back to sit in the wet shambles of her open robes. A few more drops of cum roll down her throbbing shaft as her load drips out of Blu, who slowly rolls onto her side.

Enthea shakes her head. She needs to help Ryoke. That means securing Blu and getting topside.

Blu rolls over suddenly as she approaches, sweeping her leg. Enthea crashes to the stone to find Blu on top of her, pinning her down.

The bounty hunter raises a fist.

“Sorry, kid,” she says, and it’s lights out.