Daniela's New Friend

The creature knocked hard against the confines of its glass prison, **** to reach the outside world. The thick gel within the container slowed its movements, but could not hold off its supernatural speed and power. With each thrust, the black, tentacled creature within lurched the jar more and more.

With one tremendous effort, the little tentacled beast knocked the jar on its side. Slowly, it began to roll towards the table's edge. The creature was almost free.

Meanwhile, Daniela was in a masturbatorial trance. She furiously rubbed her crotch and breasts, cumming over and over and yet finding no satisfaction. Small images of sexual bliss entered her mind every few seconds, but none compared to that unholy fantasy that touching the jar had given her.

The young woman was completely unaware that the jar was rolling towards the table. Oblivious to how radically her life was about to change.

In one sudden, succinct moment, the jar fell off the edge of Daniela's desk and clattered to the ground, smashing a foot away from the very distracted office worker. The creature emerged, casting its eyes on the world as a free being. The cool air, the free motion, the scent of a female human...

The creature acted immediately, using it's slimy tentacles to move closer to the twitching female inch by inch. As it got closer, its pace became more and more frenzied. It sensed the being's warmth and arousal. A perfect host.

Daniela noticed nothing whatsoever. She had reached her tenth unnatural orgasm, the creature's powerful psychic wavelengths utterly warping her mind and behaviors.

The creature moved deftly between the woman's legs, drawn by the radiating heat and smell of lust. It wouldn't be much longer.

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Daniela cradled her head as orgasmic wave after orgasmic wave rushed over her. Her back arched involuntarily from the spasms.

How was this real? Whatever the cause, Daniela was way past caring. She needed more. More pleasure. More orgasms. More Alicia. Sensing these desires and noticing the opening, the creature pounced. It shot forward, squeezing its little body into the opening of Daniela's sopping wet snatch.

The young office worker's eyes bulged as she felt the unnatural intruder work its way inside of her in a matter of seconds. Daniela slammed her hands down onto her vagina. She could feel something wet and writhing, little suckers clinging to her hypersensitive nether flesh and pushing her fingers away with surprising ****.

Pretty soon, the creature had disappeared between Daniela's folds and was using its little cephalopod tentacles to move deeper, towards the woman's womb.

To ease the transition, the little octopus squirted a sudden jet of evil black ink down Daniela's canal. The struggling woman gasped as the fluid seeped into her flesh, seeming to fill her veins with ice water. Within seconds, Daniela was calm, nearly catatonic even. She leaned back against her cubical wall, her mind suddenly blank.

The creature popped into Daniela's womb and began to run its tentacles along her supple inner flesh. In this place, its psychic connection was so much deeper. More intimate. It could speak now.

"Greetings-" the creature searched Daniela's thoughts for her name and basic information. "Greetings Daniela. We will have lots of fun together."