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Maybe it was a little early for a poolside afternoon, but Kayla refused to wait any longer. She wasn't the only one with the same idea, it seemed. Though above it was slightly overcast and the sun hardly kept things cozy, the backyard pool was abuzz with activity and chatter alike by the time she arrived. Ah well, no matter, there was always plenty of room. The kindly older lady who owned it was always happy to have guests over at any time of day, though Kayla couldn't see her anywhere. That didn't stop people from lining up all around the edges of the pool itself. There were gators sunning themselves, someone had a grill going somewhere, some college bros were tossing a football from one end of the pool to the other, and of course there were plenty of people splashing about in the cool blue water. It was all in all a thoroughly summery scene even if it was still May. They'd all decided they didn't care, just like Kayla herself. Well, there were plenty of chairs to sit in while she considered what to do.

What surprised her was just how empty the pool itself was. It was mostly just the shallow end that had people milling about or half-swimming, while the deeper half remained largely undisturbed. She started at it a while, considering just how refreshing it was sure to be if she just gave into those kappa instincts and cannonballed right in without a care in the world. It surprised her that no one else was doing it. She looked back and forth over the noisy crowd, and finally just leapt to her feet. So much for relaxing. She had to feel it all over her scales. A few steps for momentum, and she launched herself right off the edge of the pool to go tumbling through the air and come down shell-first atop the pristine surface of the water. It was only as she was coming down that she saw the shadow beneath the surface. Something was lurking there in the deep.

A perfect cannonball sent water splashing over the edges of the pool, but thankfully not onto any of the loungers nearby. Kayla let herself feel weightless for a few moments. As she sank down to the bottom and found herself face to face with the creature in the pool, she realized of course that it was just the owner. Barbara could be a little startling to encounter unexpectedly, like a great, eldritch titan, a leviathan in the deep all tentacled and massive. That was just what came naturally with being a giant octopus. Kayla knew her well enough by then not to be startled by the aquatic encounter. Much the opposite, she was delighted to see the octo out and about.. She shot her an underwater smile and waved as she sat there on the very bottom, far beneath the surface. It was easier than trying to say anything other than bubbles.

A kappa like her had no need to worry about air while underwater. She could stay down there for as long as she liked, and so could Barbara. The octopus waved back with one of her many tentacles and joined her there well away from all the noise and activity above. There wasn't much they could do to communicate underwater, but their actions spoke loudly enough. Barbara gently curled a tentacle around the kappa and pulled her a little closer. It was all very welcome of course. Kayla reached out to stroke along the surface of the wise old sea creature's head, and she got a knowing look in return. Even in the absence of words, the both of them communicated their mutual approval quite clearly. Closeness, at first, but in time their silent conversation grew more intimate. To the outside viewer, it wouldn't have looked like anything but a little splashing around, even if their watery sign language was surprisingly complex. In time, Barbara proposed something that made Kayla narrow her eyes all seductively. Why yes, that did sound rather pleasant.

No one could see them down there anyway. Barbara's pool was deep at the very bottom, largely so she could enjoy it herself. She needed a lot of room to really stretch those tentacles now and then. Walking around on land all the time could get tiring. Not to mention, it was rare for a woman like her to find someone to engage with in more than just a friendly way. Many assumed she had no such desires. Which was exactly why she could get away with it. They had all the privacy they could possibly need while they took to groping at one another, and even if someone did get a glimpse of those dark silhouettes in the deep, they probably would have assumed anything but sex. Surely an octopus had no such desires for anything but others of her own kind. They might have changed their mind if they could feel just how tenderly Barbara's sucker-topped tentacles danced along the curves of the kappa down there. She moved seemingly in slow motion, but was still plenty effective at bringing a blub of a moan from Kayla. All the kappa could do was reach out and do her best to grope right back, in hopes of keeping up with those many talented tentacles.

Of course, the octopus was much better at it than Kayla. The kappa only had two hands to touch, while Barbara came at her with those many tantalizing tentacles. Looping into the straps of the kappa's swimsuit allowed her to undress that friendly neighbour with ease. Kayla meant to grab it before it floated away, but she was too slow. Up it went to bob on the surface and hint at what exactly was going on in the depths. She doubted anyone paid it much mind. Her only concern was how exactly she was going to retrieve it and escape the scene while so many people were still around. Worst case scenario, she was just going to have to stay underwater, simmering in the aftereffects of orgasm until the crowd cleared out. And she knew she was going to have a good climax. The steady massage and squeezing from the octopus made it feel like Barbara knew Kayla's body better than the kappa did herself. Whether it was outright sexual or not just yet, it already felt as much. Simply having her thigh muscles groped into by those skillful appendages was enough to make Kayla melt into Barbara's clingy embrace, to relax her whole body and simply experience those unique sensations. Nobody else could give her that.

It was all enough to make her reconsider her usual role. This was usual sex. As much as she liked being in control of things, the enrapturing touch of those many sticky tentacles tempted her to let down her guard, just a little. She stretched her arms out and spread her legs just to ensure the octopus had full access to anything she might want to touch. Barbara's curious attention canvassed the entirety of the kappa's now-naked body. Kayla allowed her to sink into it, to let those appendages dance all over her body, groping, gripping, even curling up and squeezing her here and there. It was funny just how good it felt. Barbara could be so precise with those tentacles, moving each of them independently of one another. It meant Kayla had eight full sets of suckers working over her bare form. The pop pop pop of them adhering to her skin and then releasing was anything but unpleasant. It never pinched it annoyed her, it was always just right, applying the exact amount of pressure to the muscles and nerves beneath to ensure she was positively tingling after a few minutes of thorough lusty octopus treatment. Such an unusual massage they made for, but it was enough to make her close her eyes and just enjoy being tended to for a while.

She wondered just how much Barbara could feel while she groped over her body. How many sensations could those tentacles experience? Did they taste? She'd heard they did. It hardly mattered to her when she was getting such an intense massage. A few bubbles escaped her mouth when she gave an underwater moan to feel the octopus grope between her thighs amid all the other rubbing and squeezing. Somehow, all at once, Barbara was giving her a shoulder and back rub, a foot massage, a fond squeeze around both thighs, and a thorough grope between the legs. Those suckers didn't just rub against her pussy, they gripped in such a strange way. She even giggled at the tickly sensation at first, only to find herself wetly gurgling and groaning out again when Barbara continued. Back and forth went that one amorous tentacle. In the back of her mind, Kayla wondered if this felt as good for the octopus as it did for her. That was as concerned as she could get before the pleasure silenced her thoughts. It was a good thing they were underwater. The gripping, cupping tug on her clit when one of those suckers stuck to that hidden, sensitive nub was enough to make her scream. A cloud of bubbles escaped to the surface, but the sound remained muffled by the water, ensuring their courtship continued in relative secret. And it only got better.

All of that was simply touching. Barbara could do better. The tip of her tentacles were tapered in just the right sort of way that when she delved deeper, Kayla's body hardly offered any sort of resistance. She just went right ahead and penetrated the kappa after warming her up and toying with her for long enough. It was the natural next step. Without any words to exchange, she seemed intently focused on her task, as if she were deep in study. Perhaps she was, in a manner of speaking. She examined and explored the depths of Kayla's sex with that flexible appendage, testing for her reactions, for where she was sensitive, and where she was too sensitive. Kayla's squirming grew so wild that the octopus had to reach out and curl around her every limb just to keep her from thrashing about like she was being attacked by a shark. That might have drawn some unwanted attention. Kayla couldn't help but be impressed by that powerful grip. She was soon in a set of sticky shackles, tugged close and snug against the octopus' body deep beneath the waters while she got slowly penetrated by one of those other grippy appendages. It seemed too large to fit at first, but it flexed and squished just right to shape to the contours of her cunt and stimulate her just right, as if reshaping itself to the exact shape of her insides. It felt like it somehow broke the rules of physics themselves. Or maybe it was just magic. All Kayla truly knew was that she'd never in her life felt all of her g-spots being pressed at once like that, as if Barbara was trying to input some sort of cheat code in her pussy. It was all enough to make her slump against her gracious host while Barbara pleasured her so generously, so majestically, so commandingly.

Even that tight grip wasn't enough to keep the kappa from moving. She knew she should have stayed still just to let Barbara really work her magic, but her body was no longer her own. Maybe no one could see or hear them down there, but they might have sensed the disturbance in the water as Kayla wriggled around in Barbara's grasp all throughout that suction cup fuck. The octopus grasped her a little more tightly to make sure she didn't squirm away, including wrapping a tentacle around her throat, gently. But not too gently. It could hardly be called strangulation, but Barbara applied her grip in just the right way as to erotically cut off the tiniest bit of air. All it did was make the tentacle fuck that much more intense, that much more enjoyable. A good grope of her breasts became a tight squeeze as well, one that kneaded into the tender flesh in all the right places to make it pleasurable rather than pinchy. All the while, Barbara never neglected rubbing that captive kappa, even with her one tentacle shoved deep inside her squirmy quarry. She knew just how to flex it, how to thrust it, how to knead and grip and tug inside to hit all the tingly places that drove Kayla absolutely wild. Once again, she might have screamed in bliss if they were fucking on the surface, but the best she could do was bworble.

Being penetrated by a tentacle made for some incredibly intense stimulation all around. Those suckers adhered to her insides gently, never pinching or hurting her in the slightest. It was just a little extra grippy groping inside her pussy while the octopus so generously fucked her deep down in the cool waters. Kayla gargled the water while she felt her body rolling into a series of contractions. Such an unusual pleasure it was to completely give herself to someone else. Barbara simply wasn't like others she'd been with. There was no sense trying to control such a force like her. If the sea creature wished to give her a tremendous orgasm, then she was happy to rock along for the ride, humping, grinding, rolling her hips up and down while she got tingled and massaged on the inside. Ecstasy crackled through her body, left her wriggling in the depths like a fish, but those tentacles ensured she didn't go anywhere. They were neither forceful nor gentle about the way they held Kayla while the kappa writhed her way to orgasm. They were exactly firm enough to keep Kayla where Barbara wanted her, and no more. That was where she stayed, even as the pleasure rumbled through her, crackling with energy, jolting her every muscle, her every nerve until she could feel climax dance from her clit, up along her spine, and to her fingertips and her mind itself. All went blank and blue while the octopus made her cum in the deep, a mere few feet away from where others obliviously swam and splashed.

It was as intense as it was strange. Such a curious feeling it was blasting through her every single sense. She wriggled there in the clutches of the octopus, at the same time fascinated by what was happening to her as she was awed by the blackout dose of pleasure sent straight to her brain. There was no buildup of intensity on Barbara's part. She wasn't so much fucking the kappa so much as she was simply stimulating her. Yet that internal massage was just as good if not better than some of the sex she'd had elsewhere. It hardly seemed fair to stay silent all throughout the experience, but submerged as she was she had to settle for a bubbly call towards the surface while her body convulsed in some unexpected ways. A few alarming twitches and flexes went along with her rapidly contracting insides. Her hips bucked and thrust all on their own, forcing her to fuck herself on that tentacle even while she was caught up within the throes of orgasm. It was difficult to tell how hard she squirted, being underwater and all, but she felt the release of pleasure gush from her nonetheless. She rocked her way through that extended ecstasy until she found herself going slightly numb between the thighs. Her eyes rolled back. Her limbs went limp. Heavenly feelings ran all the way to her fingertips as she splayed herself out in the water, content to be held close by the tender octopus. Barbara stroked across the kappa's naked body from all angles before she finally released her grip.

Kayla slowly floated to the surface once Barbara finally let her go, awash in orgasmic bliss. She stretched her limbs out and let herself become more buoyant until she broke past the surface. A few people gave a concerned glance in her direction when they saw a naked someone float motionlessly to the surface, but her deep sigh assuaged their fears. No, she wasn't dead, just very much stunned by remnants of that aquatic orgasm. Her shell did well to conceal her nudity, in a sense. Most didn't look at her as naked when she still had that, for whatever reason. It was just another day at the octopus' pool anyway. Certainly more scandalous things had happened, and so there was no pressure on Kayla to scramble to cover herself up right away. Instead, that was right where she stayed for a minute or two, without a care for who might have seen her. Maybe her swimsuit was nearby, maybe not. It didn't matter. She bobbed with the waves of the others splashing about in the water, and only when she'd contemplated the slightly blurred sky for long enough to feel satisfied did she roll over and swim to the side of the pool. Hauling herself out felt more difficult than usual. Her knees were still all shaky beneath her thanks to that tentacle-milked cumshot. Even her hands were quivering. It was probably in her best interests to sit down. There were still plenty of chairs available, and nobody seemed to care if she collapsed naked into one beside some of the other guests.

"Hmm, someone's been up to a little fun!" said one of the lounging gator ladies, tipping up her sunglasses.

"I know that look. Something tells me she had a little run in with our kindly host," the other chuckled.

"Such a naughty one she is. Beneath that wise old exterior she is just like the rest of us, of course. And look, there she is now!"

The gator quickly pointed to the disturbance in the water as a shadow formed at the surface. There was no ignoring Barbara's reveal. The sight of a giant octopus emerging from the water was truly a majestic one. She worked all those many tentacles independently from each other as her mighty form breached from the depths. Her suckers slapped down upon the poolside as she dragged her weight from within the water with a great push. It looked somehow at the same time like a great feat of strength and completely effortless. Anyone who happened to be in her way moved back to give her the space she needed, but not out of any sort of fear of the giant octopus. They were just being polite. Plenty of eyes were on her once she was fully planted on the wet surface beside the water. Even those who were used to being around her couldn't keep their attention from the truly unusual sight. She might have been an aquatic animal, but there was absolutely nothing stopping her from walking about on land for as long as she liked. Her home was a house, not an ocean, after all.

Kayla might have been utterly spent, but the octopus wasn't about to let her rest just yet. Barbara didn't say anything for the moment. Instead, she smoothly crawled across the deck with little slipslops of wet tentacles. All eight of them worked in tandem to propel her bulky form, yet there was nothing chaotic about the movement. She walked not like a spider, but more like a liquid, pouring herself from one place to the other. Once she was near the kappa, she regarded her for a time. How much did those eyes truly see? She didn't have her glasses on, but she seemed to know exactly what she was doing. Hardly a moment to consider and she knew the proper course of action. Up she went, standing up as if on stilts by straightening her limbs beneath her, tip-toeing, or tip-tentacling forth so that she completely eclipsed Kayla's vision with her own form. Dripping water over the kappa's form wasn't enough to rouse her from her stupor. Kayla looked up and found her vision framed in those many suckers, each of them broader as they worked towards the base where Barbara's mouth of sorts resided. The shadow that overtook her grew darker as the octopus simply lowered herself back down again, slowly and carefully, so that she could snugly settle right atop Kayla's whole body at once. It was like she wasn't even there. Apparently, she'd accidentally chosen the octopus' favourite seat, and so she became a seat instead, enshrouded and enveloped in the sticky embrace of Barbara's underside, smothered in her wet appendages.

She wondered if Barbara had even noticed she was there before settling herself down, but that much was quickly obvious enough. The octopus didn't simply rest atop her, but began to curl her up, to envelop and coil around her limbs with those many sticky limbs. They clung to her from all sides until Barbara had utterly encased her. It all would have been a bit alarming if it wasn't so cozy. Kayla couldn't do much at all beneath so much weight, but she never found herself crushed despite how hefty Barbara truly was out of the water. She was just going to have to stay right there for as long as the octopus wished, clutched and kneaded by the flexible limbs that suppressed her urge to wiggle. The neighbouring gators didn't make any comment on the turn of events, either. One of them tipped up her sunglasses again to get an idea of what was going on, and then just silently nodded as if nothing was particularly unusual about the whole thing. Once she was fully settled upon her chair, both the living and inanimate variety, the octopus actually spoke. Barbara's words came clearly, despite how occupied her underside presently was. Her voice came from somewhere else.

"Well, it started out dismal, but it's turning out to be a lovely day, I think!" she fondly said as she gazed into the sky.

"Mmhmm, mhmm. Terribly long since we had a good bask," one of the gators said.

"We were starting to lose our shine," said the other.

"That won't do at all. You are of course invited over whenever you like," Barbara assured them. "I appreciate the company."

Meanwhile, it was as if the three of them had forgotten Kayla even existed. Their conversation played out as normal. People laughed and played and chatted about whatever was on their minds, all around them. The bulk of the octopus completely covered up the soaking kappa, and much of the chair as well. Kayla was invisible to the outside world, and intimately engaged with the aquatic animal. Being tucked in between her many tentacles, hugged from all sides, stuck right in place meant she was all but making out with the octopus while she sat there atop her face. It was both a mouth and other things, though she never got the chance to smooch or lick or any such flirty gestures. There was a certain degree of saliva there that entered her mouth from the close contact, and in an instant, she felt the effects of a very particular toxin working through her veins. There was nothing harmful about it. She didn't feel any pain, or shortness of breath. Just a tingle to tell her it was doing its work, slowly lulling her into a calmly paralyzed state. If anything, it was a supremely relaxing concoction that worked her over mentally as well as physically. She didn't have any complaints when all the tension melted from her muscles and thoughts alike. Even when she felt the nibble.

It was hard to tell what direction it was coming from exactly. Kayla felt something firm, presumably a beak of some sort, and plenty of other surfaces that were soft and fleshy as well. Barbara didn't make any indication of anything changing beneath her. She carried on chatting with the gator sisters all the same, even as she started to slowly envelop the entire kappa at once. Just a few little nudges and pushes were enough to encourage her along. Kayla delved head first into the squishy, squeezy depths of the octopus without a sound. No gasp, not even a muffled mmf of surprise. The toxin ensured she was completely helpless while the octopus casually began her feeding process. Kayla couldn't speak or move, not even to fondly squirm. In her intoxicated, envenomed state, she didn't much care what the change of surroundings indicated. It was all about the pure sensory input that told her everything was alright. It felt good to slurp up between those many tentacles, to slowly vanish into the sphincter where the eight of them met. It felt like a soft chewing process as the muscles kneaded around her, but it was never painful nor even all that concerning. The octopus held her in that all-encompassing embrace, slowly curling her tentacles in tighter and tighter while she fed her neighbour into her body. The only indication anything unusual was going on down there was the occasional slick schlurp that came as she sucked Kayla inside, gulp by gulp.

" ... and you throw in a little grated ginger right near the end and it's perfect," one of the gator sisters continued.

"Oh, very nice, very nice. A fragrant meal always satisfies," Barbara said with a nod of sorts. Her great big head wobbled slightly with the gesture.

The two of them were simply exchanging recipes while Barbara swallowed her prey whole. She went through the process as if it was simply automatic. Her body did all the work for her to envelop and consume the kappa detail by detail. She didn't make any indication of feeling pleasure or discomfort alike. It was simply a neutral feeling, satisfying a bodily need with someone who happened to be nearby and edible. Even in her envenomed state, Kayla could tell there was nothing sexual about the process. In a sense, she was serving as a living dildo for the octopus, but the truth of it was, she was simply being consumed. And she knew she was going in all the way. As gentle as Barbara could be, there was urgency in the way she flexed around her prey, hunger in the constant inner convulsions that sucked her up and slurped her into that flexing opening until she was half-eaten. With just a pair of legs sticking out of her, Barbara coiled her tentacles around Kayla's ankles and casually added some extra leverage to help speed along the process of devouring her. She faintly hummed to herself all the while.

A few firm shoves and she tucked Kayla completely away inside her body. A few more flexes was enough to get her into her stomach. There was no sign of her from the outside. That cute kappa simply vanished beneath the octopus as if she'd never been there. Barbara pleasantly wobbled her body as she felt her prey settle into place, and from there, her work was done. A slow digestive process awaited her meal, one that was silent to outside observers. Unless people had been watching her closely, no one would have known where Kayla went. As for the gator sisters, they didn't bother to comment. Their conversation remained casual as ever. It wasn't clear if they were aware of Barbara's feeding habits or not. Maybe they had similar such tastes of their own, given their curvaceousness. They leaned in a little closer to listen to Barbara describe her favourite seafood chowder recipe, but even then none of them heard the ensuing gurgles as the digestive process took hold of Kayla somewhere deep inside the great sea creature's body.

In time, Barbara found herself growing sleepy as her body devoted energy to extracting nutrients from the prey within her. The only acknowledgement she gave Kayla was a few soft strokes across the surface of her abdomen, as if to check on her. When she didn't get any sort of response, she left it at that. The guests filtered away from the pool when supper time approached and the air started getting colder. Still perfectly pleasant bathing weather, in Barbara's opinion, but the others didn't quite agree. The gator sisters bid her goodbye, and the octopus found herself amid people who were simply packing up their things and getting towelled off. She gave her farewells to those who remained as she crawled past them on all eights, her body bobbing up and down, the filling meal lightly jiggling right along with her. Nobody noticed anything unusual about her gait. An octopus was already a rare enough sight that they certainly weren't intimately familiar with her anatomy, or how full she should have looked. The evening came, and there was one fewer person leaving the poolside than had arrived that day.

It was still quite early for a night's sleep, but after all the digestive lounging, Barbara felt the need for a brisk nap. She stretched her tentacles out from wall to wall and made a carpet of herself as she slumped down with a sigh. Her body continued its work on her meal in the meantime. In the silence of her living room, she could hear the faintest of rumbles or slorshes from her insides as they continued their work. A kappa was certainly an exotic meal. That was part of why she'd wanted Kayla, but the truth of it was, she was simply there. Dazed and vulnerable from that bit of fun beneath the surface, she was perfect for enveloping. And in the hours and days to come, Barbara was going to fully, utterly digest and assimilate her and everything she was. Shell, bones, and all. Barbara was a most efficient octopus. And she never felt better than she did with a full belly after a good swim. They never seemed to expect her appetite, for whatever reason. Or maybe they simply accepted that such an enormous, majestic creature as her would have such quietly ravenous habits.