Tentacle torment for the girls

Twenty or thirty beautiful, blushing women found themselves in the pit of shame.

Bonnie and Susie, of course, as well as the entire Pinkwhistle High cheerleading squad. Anne-Marie, the arrogant blonde captain. Monique, the cute French exchange student. Kendra, the sporty petite Asian girl, and Gloria, who was black and busty. Plus about a dozen others, all pretty and athletic and well-toned and objects of fascination to the male student body of Pinkwhistle High, who were pretty much all in attendance.

A few of the teachers were in the mix, as well. Ruby Chow, the acerbic maths teacher, plus the adorable Megan Honey. Sheriff Nina Reyes had been thrown in and stripped to her skin, though she'd somehow managed to retain her trademark cowboy boots. Kitty Davis, the town's prim and sensible librarian, had kept nothing but her glasses. The town's best-known journalist, smart and professional Petra Wong, was in her lipstick and nothing else.

And, naturally, Mayor Peggy Jackson, the blonde beauty. Her big tits were smeared with mud and bubbles, her golden bush on display between her spread legs as the tentacles hoisted her into the air, raising her high above the crowd for everyone to see. She was spun this way and that, bare skin gleaming in the spotlight as she struggled to break free, face burning with the heat of a thousand suns as every single last one of her voters, as well as Doc Topper, got a good long look at her gorgeous and completely naked form.

A tentacle crept up between her thighs.

Peggy's squeals echoed through the cool autumn air, carrying across the carnival, turning into high-pitched involuntary moans as the slow, teasing tentacle found its way between her labia, parting her folds, teasing her entrance, making her muscles tense with anticipation as it slipped in, pulled away... and filled her up to the hilt in one strong motion, its hard hot **** stimulating every inch of her sex. She felt its bulbous tip inside her, probing, questing, touching her exactly where she most liked to be touched.

While everyone watched.

And the whole town cheered as the shuddering orgasm ripped through Pinkwhistle's naked lady mayor, bouncing in the spotlight, an obscene, dishevelled spectacle with her hair flying loose and her thighs parted, a fat purple pseudopod hard at work between her legs. There was no doubt about it. Peggy Jackson was getting extremely well fucked.

Susie whimpered. She knew what was coming next. Of course, like all women, she enjoyed being fucked hard from time to time. But that didn't mean she wanted to have it done it in front of everyone!

But she didn't have a choice.