The kraken's lair

Eventually the girls gave up on hiding, and decided to just run home. It would be a long run, all the way across down in nothing but their little cotton panties, but at least at the end they'd be safe.

Nobody was manning the front booth, since every single person in town who counted for anything was already present at the carnival and there was no longer any need to take tickets. Susie and Bonnie shot straight out the front gate, sighing with relief as they came to a stop in the muddy field outside.

They glanced at each other, sharing rueful smiles as they began to think about how just how silly and unrealistic the evening's events had been. Were they really standing outside in just their panties? Could that have actually happened? Susie had to admit that Bonnie looked ridiculous, breathing hard as she cupped her breasts. And Bonnie knew that Susie looked the same.

But they were out of the carnival now, and they could begin to see the funny side of it. Anyway, they'd won. They'd escaped Trickett and Trapp's evil grasp forever, and all that remained was the long walk home.

Susie was just thinking about what old-fashioned horror movie she was going to watch on TV tonight, when a long green tentacle lurched at her out of the shadows.

The girls squealed and clung together for support as the tentacles advanced from all directions, sprouting out of the mire. Halfdan, the carnival kraken, wasn't going to let them off that easy. He grabbed them, tentacles coiling around them, squirting copious qualities of oily slick slime all over the girls' trembling bodies as he pressed them together.

Susie felt Bonnie's pink nipples glide over her own small breasts, and gasped as the lovely pair was hoisted into the air. She tried to wriggle free, but the tentacles were far too strong. They slipped into the hem of Susie's panties, tugging them down her hips, brooking no argument as they pried the garment off her kicking toes. She felt the mound of Bonnie's sex grind up against her own pussy, curls of pubic hair brushing against each other, and realised to her **** mortification that she and her best friend were both incredibly wet down there.

The two girls were rubbed against each other while a pair of flat-sided punishment pseudopods unfolded, a little like a squid. Two bare bottoms gleamed in the moonlight, and two squeals echoed through the darkness as two vicious spankings were administered to those lovely lunar rumps.

Then Halfdan reached out over the entire carnival, holding the girls. He thought for a moment before finding a busy, well-lit thoroughfare in front of a very popular rollercoaster, with hundreds of people waiting in the queue. He made sure that everyone was looking before he deposited the girls on top of a high platform, right in front of the crowd.

People nudged and pointed at each other.

"Hey, look! Those girls have had their panties taken off!"

"And they're naked!"