You're taken away, despite your protests..... (Bad End)

You wiggle and struggle around some more.{if IrrelevantTemp == True} Cameron might be in trouble!{endif} But it's no use, and soon you're carried{if IrrelevantTemp == True} away from the noises of fighting entirely and{endif} to a private, silent, and spacious room. The three girls dump you on the floor, and you hear the sound of several footsteps moving around the space. The footsteps shrink in number over several seconds, as you worm around on the ground, until there's just a single pair of clopping shoes to be heard echoing out through the room.

You're lifted up onto your haunches, and the bag is removed from your head. Right in front of you is Talia, the only other person in the room with you. She's got a long, thin and kinda creepy smile on her face, and she's leaned right in close to you as she chucks the bag over her shoulder and onto the floor.

"Hello! Sorry about not doing..... y'know." You say.

Talia's smile widens somewhat, as she reaches forwards with one hand to brush your hair back into place. "Oh, don't worry about that....." She coos. "I'm sure you'll make up for it....."

She steps back, grinning gleefully, and produces a small remote out from her pocket.

"I've been wanting to try this out for ages. Promise not to tell the other girls, mkay?" She breaks into giggling. "Oh, I'm only joking, you're not going to talk at all after this."

Mouth spreading into a wicked grin, she presses a button on the remote. A loud, elongated beeeep fills the room, soon followed by the churning and whirring of engines and sliding mechanisms from behind you. You turn, growing increasingly concerned, to see that the wall behind you is actually on hinges, somehow, and slowly grinding open.

You whip back around to face Talia.

"H-hey, look, I'm really really sorry, I promise that I won't, ummm..... do any of the bad things from now on, so you can let me go, okay?"

You beam up at her. Surely she'll have to reconsider now! Instead, you see that she's not looking down at you anymore, but instead at something behind you. Moving slowly and cautiously, she backs up until she hits the back wall, spreading her arms and legs wide to get as flat back there as she can. That's probably not good. Eep! YOU WERE RIGHT!

You feel something tightly wrap itself around your ankle, securing a firm grip, and quickly pull you backwards. You fall flat forward out of your kneeling position as you're rapidly dragged backwards towards whatever thing's behind the hinges. Hey, for real, what is it?!

You're only just barely able to bend the right way to get a proper look back. When you do, you almost wish you hadn't. Hidden behind the now-open wall is a swarming, thrashing mass of pink tentacles, and you're being pulled right towards them. You squeak, and try to struggle out of the one yanking you right towards the rest, try to crawl forwards, but you're not getting anywhere and soon enough you're pulled up with your back against the pink wall.

"A-ah! Angh!"

You try to wrestle your way out as more tentacles take hold of you, slimily working their way up and around to coil onto the ends of all your limbs. In barely a few seconds, they've snapped the ziplocks that were binding you and removed almost all of your clothing. You don't even know where it went, they just disappeared into the swarm after being taken off. You're left strung up against the wall, body held in an 'X' shape, wearing nothing but your tie, socks, and panties. As you struggle and try to break your wrists free, your boobs jiggle freely in all directions, giving a show to the awestruck Talia pressed up against the other wall (and out of the tentacles' reach).

"Yes..... YES!!" She screams. You're feeling less exultant. Your body tires and your struggling stops, tie gently flapping back to a halt and boobs gently shaking to their own standstill. You pant, tongue out, letting your weight fall forward so that you're only supported by the tentacles holding you in place. This really isn't good.....

Your plans for alternative escape are interrupted by the feel of something firm and strong brushing up against your calf. Your eyes bug and you look downwards, as one particular tentacle snakes its way up and around your bare leg. Engulfing the calf, sliding across the inner thigh, all the way up to gently tickle and brush around your lap. Ee-eee.......

Two other tentacles slide towards your spot, coming from the small of your back and snaking around your bare hips before sliding downwards once they're flanking your belly button. The one already there, meanwhile, has started to gently poke and prod its squishy end up against you, before sliding up and down your entrance's outline through your panties. You hate to admit it, but you're actually getting kind of wet right now......

The two tentacles snake around your hips and slide their way under the straps of your panties, pressing against your thighs all the while, and slowly applying more and more **** to bring the garment down and off of you. As it's gradually pulled further down your thighs, eventually to reveal and bare your spot for who knows what, you resume your struggles again. Your legs are held in place by tentacles wrapped around your ankles and calves, but you pull and try to kick as best you can. To placate this, more tentacles slowly slide their way to wrapping around your thighs as well, before all of the tentacles work in tandem to pull both of your legs out completely straight.

As for your top half, you're not in a much better state. Your wrists wrapped up and elbows bent, you pull them forwards as much as you can, but it's not very far at all. All your attempts leave you panting and turning side to side, setting your sweat-speckled rack swinging and heaving again, which seems to remind the pink mass that they've forgotten something.

A pair more emerge from the swarm behind you, sliding across your ribs and the side of your chest, snaking their way along the underside of your boobs. You feel every little movement of them against your bare skin, somehow squishy at the same time as being strong and firm in its forcefulness. When the two snakes sliding under and pushing up your boobs meet in the middle, they divert their movement straight upwards to slide through the space between your breasts, eventually wrapping and encircling them both whole. With this done, they alternate giving powerful squeezes to your mounds, lasting for seemingly random periods of time and with no consistent intervals. The tentacles certainly don't want you getting too used to them.

By this point, your panties have been pulled down to about halfway through your thighs, where the straps stop against the tentacles encircling that part of your legs. The two tentacles slid under your panty straps slither up and away, brushing over your hips and backside on their way back into the hive, but it doesn't matter now. Your entrance has been fully exposed, and all of this other treatment that your body's getting has it already glistening wet and twitching amidst the fuzziness that it feels. Pretty soon, it's feeling a lot more -- the original one rubbing against your lips and prodding at your spot returns. Without any warning, it starts sliding its tip right inside of you, getting several millimetres up in you. Your head rolls back and you shudder. Th-this is.... this is really, really......

In a single, forceful push, the thing slides its way all the way inside of you, as deep as you can hold it, plus extra. Your eyes bug out, and your mouth gapes open as it starts worming in and out and around your depths, pulsing deeply in a way that shakes your legs, its thickness filling you so much that you can barely think about anything else.

Pumping in and out of you, the other tentacles all spring to life in equal measure. Those already holding you squeeze and pull and rub against your bare skin, overloading you with sensations, as many more suddenly appear and go active around your body. Your sock-covered toes curl, and the pair sliding across and squeezing on your breasts brush your tie as they do so. A tentacle comes and begins to rub on your cheek, almost comfortingly, and for a few moments you're able to focus on just that sensation to relax. It makes you feel a bit sleepy.... a few more arrive to fix your hair back into position around the crown of your head, and one particularly cheeky tentacle finds its way to the front of your getting-squeezed-and-rubbed boobs to flick itself over your pushed-out and solidified nipples, twanging them back and forth in between affectionately brushing over and engulfing them in its incredible thickness. All the while, the tentacle already inside you has your legs numbed and your pussy feeling extra-fuzzy, building you up to an intense and screaming orgasm. As you're pushed over the edge, bucking wildly but motionless as the tentacles caress you and keep you in place, you open your mouth again in a silent scream that you don't have the energy to produce. A triad of tentacles takes full advantage of this, forcing their way past your lips and down your throat.

You mumble around them, your mouth filled so completely, as they slide up and down your throat, bulging it obviously. You feel so full.... another tentacle brushes up against your pussy, before sliding in to join its friend. You didn't think you had anymore space, but it's stretching you out so much...... you can't help but cum again, silently trying and failing to grind against the things holding you in place, as your eyes at last open only to roll up as your body slumps forwards in their grip. Even with your head lolling and loose, the tentacles in your throat keep going, and with how far gone you are you can't help but hope that they don't stop -- you'd feel so empty and hollow without them now.

Across the room, a girl you don't recognise is grinning manically. H-hey, that's funny, she has white hair! Hee hee.... like old people, but she doesn't look old. Funny!! You try to say hi to her, but you can't speak. Oh yeah, you're getting your mouth filled! Silly silly. The girl reaches up with a hand to press a remote, and you hear a beeeep ring out faintly. Actually, all of your senses are getting fainter..... walls are suddenly closing in front of you, and pretty soon you'll be in complete darkness, but your eyes might actually stop seeing properly before that happens.

Bye-bye! You think, trying to wave at the girl. Another resounding orgasm fills you, shaking you to your core and weakening you incredibly, as you black out amidst the pumping, rubbing, nurturing pink mass. Heee hee hee....... silly you, cumming like that when somebody was watching. You're gonna have to be punished......{if IrrelevantTemp == True}

The door creaks open. Penelope stares in at the gleeful Talia, still leaning with her back against the wall in the empty room.

"I take it it went well, then?"

Talia doesn't even look over as Penelope steps into the room, closing the door behind her. "Perfectly." She says in a breathy voice. "Good news with that boy, too?"

Penelope leans on the wall next to Talia. "We got him, boss. Got his pants down, held his arms back, and jerked his lights out. Took two of us per arm, strong guy -- he's packing big too, and he gave Charlotte a real run for her money in the fight. What should we do with him?"

Talia considers for a second, before at last drawing her eyes off of the hinged walls and to her companion.

".....I'm sure we can come up with something useful, Penny. For now, let's just..... take this in."{endif}