Squirmed
Ryn's forest exploration turns into something more, as the forest is livelier than she expects. Herm/M. Tentacles, Mild NC
"Beginning atmospheric analysis." A metallic voice chirped from a console speaker, projecting into the cockpit of a small spacecraft. The ship was orbiting a fairly green looking world that bore large, deeply azure oceans, making the prospect of it being habitable very likely. A hare crossed one of her long, muscled legs over the other as she reclined in the singular seat of the cockpit. Her face was mostly relaxed, with only a bit of tension around her vibrant blue eyes as she studied the planet before her. The blues clashed wildly against the dark russet fur that covered her, most of which was hidden by her tight, clingy suit, which looked as if made of hardy, polished and shined leather. The garment was a bit more flexible than simple leather though, and quite a bit thinner, as could be seen by the way that it bunched around the hare's joints, but clung tightly to the smoother surfaces of her lean, muscled body, following her hips and breasts sinuously.
"Set tolerance threshold to 5%, sample basis Federation Standard breathable atmosphere." The hare said, watching data flash across the monitors on the ships dash.
"Yes, Ryn. Adjusting metrics to FSBA-5." The hare nodded, standing up from her chair and walking back into the cabin of her ship. She was planning to prospect this world for a bit, so it would be important for her to be able to stay for a while with no issues. Plus, if it was particularly breathable, she could fill her tanks for free and save some money next time she docked. Ryn fetched some rations from one of the storage units in the cabin, wanting to make a quick meal before landing, if she landed.
"Breathable atmosphere levels well within boundaries." The computer chimed as Ryn gnawed on a chunk of vegetable amalgam. "Shall I set an entry course and execute?" Ryn gave an affirmative and went back to eating, wanting to scarf down the food before the ship went dropped out of orbit. She walked back to the cockpit and sat into her chair, buckling herself in for a potentially rocky entry. High altitude winds were always an issue on planets like these, and she wasn't looking to get tossed around her own ship like a ragdoll. As the craft breached low orbit and caught atmospheric resistance, Ryn gave the planet another look over, surveying for any immediately noticeable resources.
Ryn was a prospector for the Geleckian Federation, the supra-planetary government around this neck of the galaxy, which meant she went to find planets which would essentially be raped and pillaged for their resources to fuel the growth of the Federation and its reach, which were far beyond what their home worlds could supply now. Ryn held no real allegiance to the Federation, nor did they hold any for her. She was freelance, and this just happened to be the system that she was operating in for the moment. Give her a few hundred galactic cycles and she'd be off to another one without a second thought, probably working a different gig altogether. What mattered to her was staying free and getting to explore, and preferably getting paid to do so in the process, whether that meant being a trader, mercenary, prospector, hell, anything really. It was a lonely lifestyle, to be sure, but Ryn had mostly forced those thoughts out of her mind, as it would be hard to find someone who was willing to do the same wide range of work she did, while also being fine with traveling as much as she did.
The ship began to shake violently from atmospheric turbulence as the ship's trajectory arced more and more horizontal to the surface, eventually swooping her down into a slow, steady descent just a few kilometers above the thick forestry below. At this point, Ryn took hold of the controls and assumed manual control, looking for a place to land. Part of the advantage of her being small crew vessel was that finding a parking spot usually wasn't much of an issue, and here that proved to remain true, as she found a nice plateau which soared up from the massive green expanse beneath her. A few circles around the area gave her a little sense of direction, although as she set down on the rocky platform, she knew she'd likely get lost the instant she wandered into the treeline.
Once she was touched down, she turned off the ship and synced its location with a device on her wrist, ensuring she'd have a trail of breadcrumbs to follow when she inevitably got too deep into the tortuous wilds. As Ryn opened the cockpit door, a blast of fresh forest air struck her snout from the cabin pressurizing to match the planet. The scent was pleasant, unspoiled by the reek of civilization and sprawling metropolis that greeted her in every spaceport she visited. The hare stretched and pinched out parts of her suit to re-situate them, then set off towards the nearest downward slope, looking to find a safe and easy way down off of this plateau.
A quick run of the perimeter gave the hare a way down, although it required a bit of climbing to get up and down. Oh well, Ryn thought, at least it's a way down. She carefully worked her way towards the forest floor, making certain at every stopping point that she'd be able to get back up when she needed to. The climb might have been a bit of a challenge to less mobile species, but the thick, corded muscles in Ryn's legs, along with her natural agility, made the descent fairly easy, and years of experience told her the ascent wouldn't be too difficult either. A few more hops got her to the soft earth below with little trouble, and so she was back to the job once more.
The hare tapped a few prompts on the screen of her wrist computer, setting it up to scan local life, then she set to cataloging anything that looked remotely useful, getting sample data to analyze when she got back to the ship in the evening. As she walked, she considered the time, and took a couple guesses based on the skies and the movement of the sun over roughly half an hour to determine that it was likely late afternoon. This was fine, she wasn't planning to try to make too much ground on day one anyways. She kept at logging whatever she could find as she wandered along, sticking close to the cliffs she'd descended and wrapping around them to make finding her way back easy, then snapped from her flow state when she caught sight of a large cave in the side of the plateau. The presence of a cave wasn't terribly unusual, but it was pretty large for being in the side of a smaller plateau like this. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the walls, including the arched ceiling, were worn smooth. Wind erosion could cause that, but she thought it highly unlikely that wind of that frequency and strength was too common around this area. No, this looked carved, which both scared and intrigued her.
Ryn checked her background data and reports on this planet, and sure enough, the place didn't have any notable civilizations associated with it, but this looked altogether very sapient in origin, driving the fear just a bit deeper than before. With a bit of caution and a lot of tense curiosity, the hare decided to forgo her better judgment and venture into the cave. A little ways in, she tapped at her wrist computer again, flicking on the lights at the hand-most end of the device, giving her a way to navigate the increasingly dimming cave structure as it bored deeper and deeper into the cliffside. To her shock, though, she soon reached the end of the cave, finding little there, save for some bones, which were broken into pieces, and some peculiar stains on the shale floor. The hare's curiosity grew ever stronger, but even a novice could tell her she'd find no answers here, not now. She let out a sigh and scanned both the bones and stains, then made her way back out of the cave.
As she exited the mouth of the cave, a quick look skyward made her question just how long she'd been in there, as the pale blues that once peeked through the trees were now a dark navy, slowly edging towards and inky charcoal. Logic told her that it was time to head back for the evening, but her damnable inquisitive nature reared its ugly head as she noticed a glow from deeper into the trees.
"Quick look won't hurt." Ryn muttered to herself as she began padding quietly towards the source of the faint purple glow. She walked for a good while, steadily growing more irritated as she realized that the light was drifting away at a similar speed to her progress, simply leading her further and further into the dark, dense forest. Her face furrowed into a scowl, and she crossed her arms as she pondered what to do next. Her lack of attention would prove to be her downfall, as she was much too distracted to notice a slick tendril slowly coiling around her leg, loosely wrapping her in itself so as not to alert her. The hare yelped in surprise as her foot was swept from under her and she was dragged across the ground over to a tree.
"Whaaaaat the FUUUUUCK?" The hare cried as her body flew across the ground, suddenly stopping at the base of the tree she was pulled towards. Her head whipped in every direction she could manage as she tried to make sense of what was going on. The confusion compounded as she felt something slimy, almost like viscous goo, pushing up the leg of her suit. Her eyes shot to the source of the sensation, and she saw the same glow as before, but much stronger now, peeking from the cuff of her suit's leg, where it lit up a thick bulge that was slowly working its way up her leg. Ryn was suddenly acutely aware of what was happening now: she was being made prey by some local wildlife. Fueled by adrenaline, Ryn began wildly clawing at the ground with her hands and free foot, trying to get a hold to resist her captor, but unfortunately for the lagomorph, her reaction was a bit too slow to stop her leg from being lifted into the air, her body going with it.
So this is how I die, is it? She thought to herself as she watched the ground fall further and further away. She was probably about to be dropped into some huge beast's maw and swallowed whole. She refused to let despair creep in though, still struggling against the length in her suit as it coiled past her upper thigh, worming its way between her buttocks. The grunts and growls of her fight for survival pinged between the trees, mostly absorbed by the soft earth. Her protests peaked into a yipe as she felt something _incredibly_strange start to happen. Whatever it was that was in her suit was prodding at her asshole.
Panic threatened to set in, but Ryn quashed it, seeking to stay aware in the event that she could still find an out from this unusual situation. Her teeth gritted against each other and her jaw clenched hard as she felt the intruder trying to force its way into her. Her struggles grew more fierce and violent as the prodding became more intense, but she was startled once more when her wrists became bound together by something that felt similar to the thing trying to violate her. The prodding slowed as her wrists were pulled upward, setting her upright, but still suspended several feet off of the ground. A familiar glow formed and intensified amongst the branches of the tree before her, and things clicked into place one after another.
The beast before her looked as if made of murky purple, luminescent gelatin, with two opaque white orbs sitting in the middle of the amorphous mass, peering at her with black pupils and vibrant, violet irises. A quick look over the creature told Ryn that is was definitely invertebrate, with the tendrils that stuck from its sides probably just being reformed body mass that could be shaped to the whims of the beast. Ryn looked up to her wrists and reached hard with her thumb to strike the screen of her scanner, which shot a ray of light through the tendril holding it. She couldn't see the screen perfectly, but it appeared to have found a match in the galactic taxonomy base. The description listed it as a 'kassog', and if she was looking at it right, it appeared to be stated to be a herbivore. Livid irritation washed over Ryn.
"If you're not going to eat me, then what the fuck are you going to do to me!?" The hare shouted at the creature. The kassog's eyes never left her though, and she could tell she wasn't going to get much of a response. Another look at the computer on her wrist was warranted. Fighting her wrist against the tendril, she managed to turn it about a quarter of the way around, giving her much more sight of the screen.
A perk of how the scanner presented data was that it was more or less tabulated into useful quick facts at the top with more details below. A bit of cross-reference between the kassog and the data told her that this one was probably about average in size and appearance, and that these creatures were actually regarded as intelligent, arguably even sapient, but Ryn figured that due to their physical nature, they weren't fit to develop as a species like those from other spacefaring worlds, hence why she'd never met one around this system. She found it a bit odd that it hadn't been listed on the planet's background when she checked earlier, but the hare suspected that the questionable nature of its sapience was the primary reason why. That left one question burning in Ryn's mind: what did it want with her?
Another prod to her asshole gave her a couple inklings, especially with the way that the kassog's body glowed brighter each time it poked at her. She decided to take one final look at her scanner, hoping for salvation as she swiped with her stretched thumb to see a little bit more information. It was growing difficult to read, as the text was small and meant to be looked at closely, but one word stuck out to her: telepathic.
"Oh, so you can read minds, huh?" Ryn asked, eying the beast intently, watching for a response of some kind. She was pleasantly surprised when the jelly mass rocked a bit, its eyes shifting up and down perceptibly, but staying trained on her. Ryn cocked her head for a moment, thinking about how to conduct this situation further.
"Well, firstly, pardon if it's a bit annoying, but I'm going to just talk like I would normally. Thinking for two is a bit awkward, I hope you understand." The eyes rocked up and down again. "Secondly, it's a bit hard to see when you do that. Could you maybe... I'm not sure how your body works, but could you make the gestures a bit more prominent?" A smaller tendril extended from the kassog, then wiggled up and down, emulating a nod. Ryn shrugged, a bit desensitized to the oddness of this already and deciding to take what she could get.
"So, since we're communicating reasonably now..." Ryn paused for a bit of effect. "Why the FUCK am I still hanging by my wrists?" The kassog rolled its eyes, clearly taking examples of body language from Ryn's conscious mind. The hare growled a bit, then felt the prodding resume. Her eyes grew hard and angry but she knew there was little she could do except watch, seeing things shifting around at the base of the kassog. She cocked her head with cautious curiosity and watched two dark eggs form inside the murky, glowing body of her assailant. Ryn wasn't naive; she could tell right away what those were and what the kassog intended. This simply confirmed her suspicions that she was about to become a fuck doll until this thing got tired of her and let her go.
"Well," She said with a bit of hesitation. "If you're gonna do this, I can't exactly stop you. Might as well enjoy it, I haven't gotten laid in a while anyways." A small wave of disgust crashed over Ryn's mind, making her question if she really just consented to fucking a tentacle monster on some remote planet.
She shook her head a bit, trying to not let herself get too abstract for the moment. It's not like it was really consent if she had no choice in the first place. The kassog started tapping her asshole harder and harder, seeming to get a little frustrated. Ryn sighed and loosened herself up just a bit, then going wide-eyed as the tendril thrust inside her forcefully, sliding deeper than anyone had before. Her jaw fell loose from the shock, which never had a moment to fade as the tendril worked deeper into her, making the bulges in her suit grow larger and tighter. The kassog glowed in what Ryn assumed to be glee, then slid all the way back out of her, leaving her gaping and loose. Ryn felt the shock give way to yet more confusion as the tendril completely receded from the leg of her suit.
"What?" She taunted, a bit breathless. "You finish that quick? Don't tell me you think you can just pump in like that and leave a girl hang-IIIIING." Ryn yelped in surprise as she felt the same thick tendril bashing against her ass from outside of her suit. It pressed firmly against her, looking for the loose gape beneath the material of the suit, then pressing even harder when it found it. Ryn winced in pain, letting out a whimper as the tightness squeezed her thighs uncomfortably. The pressure was relieved when the suit finally tore along a seam, giving the kassog free access to her anus, which it gladly took full advantage of.
The slick tendril squirmed inside of her once more, filling her back up to satisfaction. Ryn closed her eyes and groaned softly as the tendril began sliding in and out, feeling the front of her suit bulge up from the excitement. The kassog didn't stop, but slowed, its eyes scanning over the protrusion. The hare noticed the change of pace, a bit ashamed that she wanted it faster instead, then followed the creature's gaze.
"Oh, um, that." The beast grew very bright as it read over her mind, realizing she had much more than it had expected at first. Ryn didn't get a chance to explain further as a second tendril wormed through the gape in her suit and tore it further, all the way up to her stomach, letting her cock spring loose and stand ready. The kassog lit up in waves, and Ryn could tell it was very pleased with the extra toy to play with. She would have felt even the slightest bit of shame at the response, were it not for the aching lust in her cock. The kassog, appearing undeterred now that its question was answered, happily carried on pumping away into Ryn's asshole, forcing deep groans from her open maw as it shoved the tendril deeper and deeper inside of her. All the while, it was also preparing a little surprise for her, reforming a second tendril into a new shape.
Ryn squealed as an intense feeling consumed her erect cock, cloaking it in a wet, delicious warmth. Curiosity finally trumped her desire to relish in the euphoria, and she looked down to find her cock engulfed by one of the kassog's tentacles. It wasn't simply wrapped though, that wouldn't have felt this amazing. No, the beast had melded the sticky, warm goo around her, and it was seamlessly coating and stimulating every inch of her length. It shifted and squirmed around her, not quite pumping nor sucking, but rather just rubbing in an incredible kind of way. Ryn honestly didn't care too much about the mechanics of the situation, as her mind was too flooded with endorphins to be made to feel anything besides sexual bliss. The kassog seemed pleased with its new-found mate's response, and kept on with what it was doing, all while still slowly working deeper into the hare. Ryn's stomach slowly began to swell a bit from the volume of slick, purple tentacle pulsing inside her, and it was clear to all involved that she was at her very limits. This didn't stop the beast though, as it began to pump faster, rather than deeper, and sped up the assault at a staggering pace.
The hare found it impossible to hold herself back now, feeling the tentacle sliding almost completely in and out with every thrust, slurping through her body like she was just a fuck toy to be played with. Ryn would be lying if she said the idea didn't turn her on a bit, but that's hardly the only thing that was violently pushing her to orgasm. A wail erupted from the lagomorph's maw as seed similarly spurted from her cock, being absorbed into the warm, wet jelly surrounding it. The kassog didn't stop, or even slow the tentacle which was boring deep into Ryn, but she was able to recover enough to open her eyes once more after all of the excess cum was siphoned out of her. As she looked over the scene below her, lust filled her up again, but something odd caught her eye. She saw the two eggs inside the kassog swell a bit as the cum seemed to disappear inside the creature's tentacle.
"W-wait, you're not going to..." She stumbled out, still regaining her composure as her tailhole was violated. The kassog couldn't reply, but a mighty glow from the beast gave her the idea that she was about to find out.
Only a moment later, she felt a familiar wetness inside her, although much, much deeper than she'd ever felt it before. In the same moment, the kassog shined brightly, lighting up the area which was now getting very dark. The dark eggs in the beast throbbed heavily, and started dumping cum into the hare. A scream tore from her throat as load after load of the seed was unloaded into her, further stretching her stomach gently outward. Her mouth hung open wide enough that when a third tentacle flew to her maw, it was able to slot in easily and press down to the back of her throat, pouring yet more seed down into her stomach. Ryn's cock, which had been hardening back up, was now rock hard and being milked hard by the kassog, which was clearly adamant to make her climax again. Insane lust mixed with a hint of fear as Ryn wondered if this was to be her fate from now on, and she genuinely began to think that such a future might be something she'd want.
Ryn felt close to orgasm again, despite being only a scant couple minutes out from her last, but she was holding out decently, if she had any choice in the matter. This time, the thing that set a crack in her resolve wasn't her ass and throat being penetrated, but rather the intensity of feeling the tentacles both sliding out of her swiftly, leaving her feeling empty and loose, like a complete cumslut. She felt what seemed like a gallon of seed inside her rush to escape, running out of her ass and down her thigh in thick, heavy globs. The cum slowly slopping out of her was the final straw, making her squeal in climax as she was suddenly struck with how much she had just been used, and how amazing even the concept of that was. Yet more of her cum spurted out into the kassog, which sucked it in eagerly. Her eyes rolled back as her orgasm ramped up in strength, with the feeling of cum emptying out of her holding her over the edge of climax for much longer than usual. Slowly, gradually, she came out of the stun of her massive orgasm, and her muscles finally began to relax again.
"Huh," Ryn thought to herself as she came out of her delirium, "looks like I'm not the only one who's a bit of a slut here." The beast glowed warmly, reminding Ryn that her mind wasn't private ground anymore. It seemed to be agreeing though, and set her down onto the ground, finally letting her loose of its grip. Ryn could have tried to run, the kassog seemed satisfied and probably couldn't have caught her if she tried. She was exhausted though, and something deep down, a strange, potent desire, was forcing her to stay. She wanted more, and was willing to wait until the kassog was able to give it. In the meantime though, she decided she may as well make herself a little more intimate with the creature. They had just fucked, after all, and Ryn wasn't raised to be rude.
"So..." She began, realizing this was going to be a tad awkward. "What should I call you?" The question was genuine, and she knew the kassog would be able to tell, even if it was a fairly fruitless question for her to ask. The kassog stirred a bit though, seeming to try to articulate an answer as it recuperated. The hare weakly got to her feet, with cum still leaking out of her and down the legs of her ruined suit. She carefully hobbled over to the creature and crumpled next to it as gracefully as she could manage, resting herself against it. The kassog gave a very gentle glow, as if appreciating the affection, then sharpened a tentacle to a point and indicated the scanner on her wrist, lightly tapping the screen. Ryn thought for a moment, then realized once again that the kassog was able to read her thoughts, and could understand some of her technology.
"What do you want me to do with it?" She looked at the tentacle, and how it was tapping, then the obvious struck her. "Oh, keyboard! You want to type?" The kassog glowed in what she could only assume was affirmation, and Ryn pulled an empty text field up with a touch keyboard. The kassog started typing, having a bit of difficulty due to things like the scale of the screen and the angle, but kept at it as the hare used it as a pillow. It was soft, and actually functioned well as one, so she didn't mind the wait as the creature rattled away, plainly typing much more than a simple name.
When Ryn finally looked down, she found that the kassog had typed out a fairly long passage for her, likely all of the information that it wanted to have communicated about itself so far.
"Ishka is closest name you could pronounce, this is fine. I am alone here, my species is very territorial. You should not travel further on this world, it is too dangerous. Others would kill you on sight, I did not because you were not a threat. I apologize for blunt behavior, I was seeking a mate." Ryn caught herself on the last part, narrowing her eyes.
"I'm not your mate." She said plainly. Ishka draped a limp tendril over her thigh and tapped at the scanner once more.
"Are you certain?" Ryn pondered for a moment, unsure why she was even considering this. She sighed a bit, feeling her initial resistance fading little by little as she recalled the feelings from mere minutes before. Mate was a strong word, maybe, but she definitely wasn't opposed to more of that. This warranted more questioning, she decided.
"Why not one of your species?" Ryn asked, still looking for a reason to hold out. "Surely you'd mate better with one of them." More tapping followed, and Ryn began considering options for better communication, before stopping herself. She was getting way too comfortable with the idea to keep her skepticism up, and the kassog's mind-reading wasn't exactly providing her a lot of room to negotiate.
"Asexual species, mating not for reproducing. Others not so interested."
"If you're crossing over to other orders of animal altogether, I'd say you're probably more desperate than them just being 'not so interested'." The hare retorted. She cast her gaze up to where her ship was, and gave the whole situation a little more thought, slowly becoming warmer to the idea as less and less negatives seemed to actually exist. It's not like she had a mate already, nor was anyone really around to judge her. Even if she didn't care about the creature, it made for a great sex toy, although she couldn't in good conscience treat it like that. On top of all that, space got lonely. Up to now, the computer was more or less her only companion, and it wouldn't hurt to have another warm body around. Only one real complication was left.
"Ishka, do you want to leave this world?" She asked, making her voice as genuine as possible, before remembering yet again that she was dealing with a telepath. Four taps sounded out, printing a simple "Yes." onto the screen. Ryn thought hard for a moment, now seriously considering the prior complication. The tapping began again, carrying on much longer this time.
"Your concern about the volume of your vessel is understandable, but unwarranted. Observe." The message read, leading the hare to look over to Ishka. The large body of the creature shook a bit, then started to grow darker and smaller, condensing down slowly. Ryn's eyes widened at the discovery. If it was able to shrink and grow at will, then this wouldn't be an issue at all. The only real hurdle would be getting it up to the ship to leave. With the last blockade removed, Ryn was now faced with a choice: was she really going to do this? She leaned her head back into the jelly, feeling its warmth pressing back, which was a strong argument in and of itself. She'd really missed having someone to travel with her, if only to break up the overwhelming isolation of space travel, especially for someone like her. Sure, she'd only just met this creature, but what real harm could come of it?
As one last make-or-break, Ryn looked over the entry for kassogs in the scanner's database, reading very intently, and despite poring over it with a critical eye, she couldn't find anything to be worried about. Kassogs seemed to not be any more of a germ or bacteria incubator than any other organic, and their violence seemed to be strictly territorial in nature, which this one clearly wasn't a demonstration of. Besides, if he spent all his time on her ship, she would be the only one in his territory. He would make for a good shipmate, she was becoming more and more certain... but wait, she wondered. When did it become a 'he'? The hare shook her head, deciding that gendering it was inevitable, since it was somewhat natural for any other sapient. Ishka didn't seem to protest as these thoughts ran through her mind, so it was probably fine, right? A deep breath was followed by the hare tilting her head for a skyward gaze, leaning back more into her newly found companion. Words needn't be exchanged, she decided. If Ishka objected, he knew how to, and she was content to enjoy the evening air for a bit.
Ryn cocked an interested eyebrow as she felt the tentacle which had been draped over her thigh start to creep further up her leg, but she didn't do anything for the moment. The tip slowly wiggled into her suit through the large tear around Ryn's cock and ass, then started working up her stomach towards her chest. The hare grinned a bit, knowing exactly where he was going with this, and decided to let the kassog have fun learning about her body a little more. The tendril gradually coiled around one of Ryn's soft, round breasts, with the tip coming to rest on her nipple. It gently traced over the fascinating feature, teasing it unintentionally, much to Ryn's pleasure.
"Mmmmm, I like that, Ishka." The hare affirmed, wanting to give him a bit of guidance as he figured out her body. He kept poking and prodding at the nipple, even as Ryn took one of the tentacles which lay limp on the ground, bringing it over to her thighs and feeding it down under her sack. The kassog took her hint and slithered under her and up into her loose, exposed tailhole, carefully filling her up again. Ryn shuddered and felt her cheeks grow warm with blush as the tendril reached deep inside her again, tickling the same amazing places as before. The tentacle wiggled around inside her, teasing at her sensitive deeper walls, milking several soft moans out of her. Ishka seemed to grow curious though, and slithered both tentacles out of her, using one to tug on her collar instead. A bit of confusion gave way to revelation, and Ryn smiled a bit.
"Well, since you asked first, like a good boy, then yes, I'll take it off. It's pretty ruined anyways." She said, seeing a bit of remorse in his eyes. "Oh, don't worry, Ishi, I have more. Just don't do that anymore, alright?" The kassog glowed and gave a soft, affirmative hum. Ryn nodded and stripped out of her suit, undoing all of the fasteners and sliding it down her body. As she stepped out of the suit, she fluffed her fur up, glad to finally have it off. Ishka drug his gaze up and down her form, looking very interested in her body. He reached out a bit apprehensively with a couple tentacles, exploring the new textures with fascination. Ryn was more than happy to let him feel around, both literally and figuratively, so she stood still with her hips cocked to one side. She arched an eyebrow though, as the kassog wrapped a tendril around her stomach several times.
"Ishka," She began, teasing her partner a bit. "Are you thinking about doing someth-EEEEENG?" Her last word shot up into a squeal as the kassog pressed her to the ground, lowering her to all fours. She looked back at him with a bit of feigned annoyance, curious to see where this was headed. A tentacle squirmed back inside her ass, which was quickly becoming Ishka's domain more than it was hers, and Ryn groaned loud as he slipped in very deep, with her posture making it much easier than before. Not one to waste a moment, Ishka because pumping the hare's ass, using her like a cock sleeve, which the hare wouldn't complain about, if she could. Emphasis being on "could", as another tendril shot into her mouth, pushing back into her throat. Ishka began to alternate his strokes, pumping her ass first, then her mouth, setting her to rock back and forth into each tentacle as it began to thrust. Yet more tentacles wrapped around the hare's thighs and arms, making her feel properly bound and tied. The feeling of being used as her new mate's fuck toy was immense and making her cock drip onto the ground, aching from the lack of any touch.
Ryn was just starting to lose herself in the rhythm when she felt her hands and knees leave the ground. Her eyes opened to see her rising up a foot or so off of the ground, with the tentacles still pumping her from end to end. Her initial confusion was resolved when she saw the kassog roll under her, now condensed to a much smaller blob of purple, and much darker in color as a result. Ishka set her back down once more, now sitting beneath her. Ryn questioned the point of this for a moment, then found her answer as her mate pressed against her cock, pushing her into him a bit. Once she was inside, he swelled a bit, then set to railing her from both ends yet again. The rocking, she found, served a very real purpose now: he was making her fuck him.
The lack of any real receptacle didn't seem to stop Ishka from enjoying being fucked, and Ryn, while a bit surprised, wasn't against the idea at all. Rather, she was loving it. His body clung and melded around her cock just like the tendril from before, but now he could add a lot more pressure, squeezing her cock in all the right ways. She'd been right about her prior take on him, she thought with a smirk between her loud groans. He was a cumslut after all, and he appeared to be very willing to relish in it when given the chance. The kassog glowed brighter and brighter as he forced her to thrust into him, pumping her harder and faster to match his rising desire to be fucked like he was fucking her. Ryn wasn't about to complain, because what had felt great before was closer to heaven now that Ishka could grip her with more force and passion. Cries and groans would have flown loudly from her mouth if it wasn't otherwise occupied, but that didn't stop her from trying, making her hum around the kassog's tentacle as it pushed down into her throat.
The hare embraced her new, more active role rather excitedly, squeezing Ishka with her thighs while he hugged around her stomach with the same tentacle that was gaping her ass. Wet slaps echoed off of the nearby trees as the pair fucked each other senseless, both giving plenty to the other as they each received more than they ever had before. Ryn was holding out strong, but she could tell from the way that the kassog was trembling around her hard, throbbing cock that he was getting close to the line. Spurred on by the idea of yet more cum in her gut, the hare threw her whole body into motion, heavily rocking with Ishka's thrusts and slamming her hips into him all the harder. Ryn's resolve started to weaken though, her mate milking her from hilt to tip and still pounding away at her from both ends. The hare closed her eyes and tried to stay in control, but this proved entirely fruitless. In the end, the thought of the inevitable flood of seed into her core set the hare off, pushing her just far enough over the edge that there was no real turning back now.
Ryn cursed a muffled 'Fuck!' into the tentacle lodged into her maw, which began to throb hard. The sudden feeling made her snap her eyes open, just in time to see huge globs of cum coursing through the tendril and towards her ready mouth. Ryn couldn't help feel anything but ecstatic anticipation, her will finally completely snapping as she felt the first thick loads emptying down her throat and up into her asshole. She bucked her hips hard, grinding them against Ishka's smooth, soft body, and her own orgasm erupted forth like a volcano into her mate, dumping a warm load of seed into him that wasn't even a tenth of what he was giving to her. He was obviously satisfied though, as he glowed like a spotlight being shone on the forest floor. Ryn couldn't focus much on that though, instead fixing her thoughts on the thick tentacle that was pushed impossibly deep into her stomach, which was offloading the last bits of the kassog's cum into her distended belly. The hare collapsed into her soft, pillowy mate, and rubbed her cheek against him tenderly, making him glow softly in reply as he slipped the tendril out of her mouth, letting her relax her jaw as she cuddled into him.
After a minute or two to recover, Ryn went for what would be the best part for her. She weakly reached back behind her legs and tugged as hard as she could manage on the thick purple cord sticking out of her tailhole, gradually working out out of her. Once Ishka was fully extricated from her, she felt a rush from her insides, as the cum began to pour from her unplugged gape and trail down her legs. Although she was much too spent to climax, the sheer euphoric sensation was close enough to another orgasm for Ryn's tastes. This was the sort of thing she would have never known she wanted, but now that she'd found it, she was a bit ruined without it. Her paw stroked across the smooth purple mound underneath her and she was now completely set in her resolve to take Ishka with her. He was all she'd ever need, and that was very clear to her now.
"In the morning, you're coming with me, Ishi." The lagomorph said with an exhausted yawn. "But until then, I'm sleeping right here. You worked me way too hard." The kassog glowed gently and laid a couple protective tendrils across his newfound mate, ready to hold her close to him for the rest of the night. Ryn smiled, realizing that it was a pretty odd response for her to end up having, in the context of the day's events, but she didn't care. This was what she wanted now that she'd found it, and she was more than happy to settle on it. Her eyes drifted closed and she nuzzled her head against Ishka, letting herself slowly doze off to sleep.