He can't resist!

Your eyes squeeze shut in bliss, in time to the moans of the lovely redhead onscreen; Slim fingers pinch and grope at your full breasts, your nipples achingly hard, teased to full extension by the deliciously erotic sight- Onscreen, Ranma goes limp in the grasp of the many, many horny tentacles, her belly absolutely bloated, a damp smile of a woman well-fucked on the lovely redhead's lips...And, oh God, you're so wet, so hot, the sweet honey of your arousal trickling down your thighs, that you can't help but envy her...

A voice in the back of your mind whispers that this is dangerous, but what the hell...You deserve a fucking break, don't you? You can almost feel those tentacles all over your nubile form, stroking, groping, fondling...

-Until a hand 'accidentally' brushed across the delicious peach of one full breast, the cloth of your shirt dragging across the hot skin- And you start, a sharp yelp sawing in your throat...Right before you hear a voice, in the taut, strained tones of a man with a burgeoning erection-

"What if...you were attacked by a sex-beast?"

Those heady words make your steaming slit twitch, sending a hot shudder up your spine as your lips part, breath coming in hot pants...Then there's hands, moving all over you, touching you, fondling those luscious curves! You can hear Isaac's harsh breathing, smell the sweat absolutely streaming down his brow- And you still don't open your eyes, as his wandering hands do a damn close impression of tentacles! You feel faint- It's one thing to touch yourself, but it's another thing entirely to be touched by someone else...

-Then fingers sink between your sleek thighs, rubbing against your slit without any warning at all...But with your legs tangled up in the shorts around your ankles, it's not like you can move them- And you stiffen, a low, thoroughly mortifying moan teased from your throat. "Isaac, cut it-" you begin, somewhat threadlike- And then a digit plunges past your full lips, exploring your silky mouth with dripping fingertips...You can taste yourself, your juices on them, even as Isaac's free hand roams your chest, pressing divots in the soft, sleek flesh...

"Mmmmmm~!!! Mmmmm-nnnnn~!!!" You gasp, writhing in his grasp- This body is decidedly less developed than your own, and to his credit, he's not breaking character- The silence groping is turning you on immensely, as if you're really being fondled by a rapacious tentacle monster! Right then- Right then- you feel something hard, something stiff, sheathed in denim, grind against your pink, swollen nether lips...

You can't believe this- Your best friend is making a move on you! His hands are all over you, and what's worse, you're loving this! Even if your mind recoils, your body knows what it wants...And it wants to welcome him with open arms and legs, your pussy so slick, so hot, he could probably find it by heat alone!