Yes. Just...not like last time.

Song nodded jerkily before realizing that you may not completely understand human body language.

"Y-yes, Sir..."

You slithered around to her front, projecting two thin tentacles out towards her head.

"...B-but, maybe we could do something else to...um. Calm my nerves."

You paused.

"WHAT DID YOU HAVE IN MIND SONG?"

She squirmed uncomfortably in her seat and you got the feeling you would like where this was going.

"Well...Sir, there are...other ways to...um...calm humans down."

She spoke in little rapid bursts, unable to look you in the "eye", and she was blushing furiously. She was just adorable when she got flustered. You thought about acting confused and making her spell it out but she looked as though she might lose her nerve any moment now.

"I THINK I UNDERSTAND."

Your lower mass grew a series of tentacles that curled up Song's legs, delighting in the texture of her stockings, swirling around till they reached her knees. Gently tickling the backs of them, drawing a surprised gasp from Song, you grow many more tentacles from your upper half. Any normal human would have reacted in fear to the swirling mass before them (and Song knew it) but a spasm of heat rocked her body. You could feel the symptoms of arousal rear their heads: hardening nipples, dampening panties, endorphin rush, rapid heartbeat...It was delicious. Song looked at you excitedly, trying to restrain her desires but desperately wanting you to continue.

You wormed a few tentacles into the now-slimy fabric behind her knees, bringing a wet tearing noise and a gasp as you slipped inside her stockings. They continued to wrap themselves around her leg and you both delighted in the sight of them slithering under the layer of fabric, trailing clear lubricant that oozed to the surface. Song moaned and involuntarily bucked as they slid out of sight behind her skirt, she could feel them squirming under her thighs, over them, tickling at the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh...

Her legs were flexing this way and that, trying to further the invasion but you stopped within inches of her panties, much to her displeasure. She bucked, whined, tried to slide down from her seat, but you held her legs immobile and didn't push any further. Song's eyes opened and she glared at you as you gently massaged her firm rump.

"Sir, Please!"

"PLEASE?"

"Stop toying with me!"

"STOP? VERY WELL." You dragged your tentacles back through her stockings.

"NO, dammit! Keep going!" Her desire had temporarily overcome her normally subservient attitude. You were rather aroused by the change but you debated whether or not you should put her in her place.

"YOU SEEM TO HAVE OVERCOME YOUR FEAR, I DO NOT THINK IT WOULD BE WISE TO CONTINUE."

Song actually snarled in frustration as you pulled back to her knees...