Never Walk Alone at the Shore When Going to School
#1 of Never Walk Alone at the Shore When Going to School
Something off track from the Impregnorium. I entered a writer's block for it and I want to redo the old part by adding more sex for Chapter 2. I won't be subtracting anything from it, just adding more.
So, I decided to do another Series in case I cannot continue anything.
I come to this story by thinking about monsters. Do they die virgins? Next, how about a school near the sea to how about a mix gender school to until I remember the old movie called the Blob and Godzilla. So combine everything, mix in the bowl and put in the oven.
How about a gentle fleshy clever, noble old mutated sea monster that is still a virgin going around getting young teens pregnant to procreate and learning new things on the way?
This is about a gentle sea monster living for hundreds of years. (Imagine the movie 40 Year Old Virgin, but change 40 to hundreds. And yes, many monsters we read do die a virgin without a fuck, so this gives the poor fella one last go if it dies). It saves a cute poor skunk girl going to school from drowning and takes advantage of her when she is in heat.
Chapter 1: Never Walk Alone at the Shore When Going to School, Mila the Skunk Girl
Mila moans out pitifully. Her head feels weird and her poor tummy feels like a circus. She opens her eyes slowly, only to snap them shut as small slivers of light hurts her pretty black eyes. She is on her back, lying down on something soft. The poor skunk girl feels around with her hands, the ground is soft and velvet like. The air smells fresh and cool as it blows over her prone body. She lies there content, trying getting her head under control and waiting for the dizziness to go away.
She was going to school. Her high school near by the beach. She took a detour through the thin forest area to walk along the shore near a cave and she slips on the rocks and fell, banging her poor 14 year old head. Moaning out as the thinking hurts her head more, she stops for a while and just relax. Her body feels stiff and muscles in her arms and legs are rigid and strained. She breathes slowly and relaxes. Relax, she tells herself. Just relax on the soft ground and hear the sea smashing on the shore.
She moves her hands around a bit more and presses her fingers lightly on the ground. Not only it is soft, but the ground is moist and has a flesh like feel. Soft small bumps could be felt under her back as she wiggles a bit to get comfortable. She feels air flowing on her body and gasps as it passes her soft nipples. Lifting her hands up, she touches her body. Her hands wander over head and slowly goes down to her chest. Her nipples are jutting out and her soft B cup breasts are firm. She explores her body more as her hands goes even lower to her hips. Gasping out loud, her fingertips graze her sensitive pussy lips and the wetness there makes her shiver. The heat and warmth of her pussy makes her groans out softly realizing, she is in heat. She rubs a finger into her cleft, splitting those cute puffy lips, only to find how slick and sticky her entrance is. Her mind invaded by arousal as the thought of having those strong high school boys finding her like this. Oh, she knows they will help her out of the cave, but after she begs them to help her with her heat. To fuck her teenage pussy raw, to suck on her breasts, to let them use her mouth as she swallow load after load and finally, every boy will shot his load deeply into her, filling her fertile sex with their sperm as her womb sucks in their thick cum happily. She moans out as her fingers dip into her heated well as her mind shows her image being bred and fucked like an animal. Nothing more but a warm sack of meat to wrap around those fuck poles. Her womb nothing more but a cum dumpster for those thick sperm as those pent up balls pulse their load blissfully into her pussy instead of a hand. She doesn't care if she got pregnant. She just wants to be FUCKED. She is a girl with a heated fertile pussy and a warm inner chamber that needs to be filled with thick fertile baby making cum. An organ inside of her that needs to be bloated full of young sperm.
Pain lances through her head at the lewd thoughts.
The young teenage skunkette reluctantly moves her hands away and grabs her aching head. The pain is now dull and she knows she is naked. Has she been raped? Has she been molested?
Her thoughts are disturbed as the soft moist, flesh like ground move under her. Her hands letting go of her head as her arms flop down on the ground with a slick smack as muscles give way to tiredness. The ground shift and rubs on her back in a sensual way. As if it is massaging her body. She moans out in satisfaction. Her ecstatic mews can be heard echoing as she gives in to the relaxing feeling.
She can feel her arms and legs less rigid as her body relaxes. Her mind slowly drifts away as she falls asleep.
The creature, whatever it is, is happy. It saved this young girl from drowning and she is moving. It lets her snuggle up on its body. The creature is ten times bigger than her and it resembles nothing more than a blob of flesh with skin colour as the walls of the cave. Black and brown.
The young skunk girl is still hurting. Her body is bashed up by the rocks as the waves crashes on her. If it had not gone out to search for food, she would have drowned and her poor bones broken in weird angles. It cradles her as it watches her feel about. Watching in bemusement, it sees her touch her body and slowly masturbates on it. It had watch couples on the beach and sometimes single people do such actions and it knows what it is.
The poor girl moans out in pain suddenly. Her hands flop down as it slowly rolls its muscles to ease her pain. The moment her palm rests on its body, it knows what her body is going through. Her body is fertile and in need to have seed. Her sweet moisture seeps to mix with the fluids on its body. The creature slowly massages her until she sleeps. It is now hungry, but extremely hungry for something else besides fish and seafood.
The teenage skunk slowly sinks into the creature's flesh. Her body softly taken in by the creature and her body disappears with a slick 'SHLURP'.
Her young body is massaged by soft muscles as she descends deeper until she reaches a cavity. Soft yellow light fills the dark chamber as the walls thin to allow the sun to shine in. Small tendrils swarm over the prone girl. The tips of the tendrils open up into a small cup with a single hole leading somewhere into the creature's body Her cute black nose is cupped by a tendril, feeding her with air laced with pheromones. Several tendrils wrap themselves along her arms and the tips split to suckle her fingers and thumbs gently. They lift her arms over her head, making her breast more prominent. Some go to her thighs and ankles and wrap around them. They slowly open her up. They bend her knees slowly until her legs are folded. Her heels touching her soft butt as her fluffy tails hangs limply. Her breasts are cupped by suckers as they latch on her jutting nipples. They suckle gently as they coil around that firm but soft tit flesh and squeeze rhythmically. One large tendril goes to her muzzle and nuzzles her lips. Her mouth opens in reflex, allowing it to enter to lie on her tongue. The tendril's base thickens and her mouth bulge a bit as it locks itself in her, denying her a chance to clamp down and bite.
The young skunk wakes up. Her pain no longer felt.
And she opens her eyes suddenly. She can see her hips are elevated, giving her a perfect view of a tendril the size a well endowed male approaching her vulnerable defenseless flower. The tendril's tip split open in fours and lowers itself to her lips. Softly, it nudges those puffy petals open and rubs itself on her fluids, lubricating its entire length. Her mews, muffled by the tendril in her mouth as the mouth of the tendril at the sex close over her entrance and suck deeply. Those tendrils can be considered as tentacles as more wrap around her hips, holding her tight. The creature shudder as it readies itself for procreation. The procreation of more of its species. To ravage her sexual organs meant to breed pure bred skunk males and have their young. To fill that heated inner organ, her womb with its seeds. It will now claim her and any female hybrids birthed by her with its babies.
Slick wet sounds are heard as something travels down the tentacle making it bulge thickly. The tentacle goes transparent and a red six inch flesh tube can be seen moving down a thin singular vein, the vein also transparent, to her spread pussy. She squirms in fright, but the tentacles and the pheromone laced air makes her struggles weak. When it reaches her, her eyes widen and see the red flesh slowly pushes in, parting her vaginal walls as the creature stake its claim over her sex. Inch by inch, it enters until it disappear inside of her. The tip of the tube is pressing firmly but gently on her cervix. It slowly aligns the hole in it to her young juvenile cervix and pushes a thin vein of flesh through it, penetrating her womb. She can feel it squirming softly, making her pant and drool over the tentacle in her muzzle.
The creature sucks out some of the juices in her womb. Her eyes following that thick white milky fluid and could be seen traveling upwards through the transparent vein and disappear. She can feel that thin fleshy tube throb lightly and she could also feel the fluid flowing through it as it sucks out more and more of that heat scented fluid. Fluids that will help male seeds of her species go and find her defenseless eggs to rape and ravage and turn into cute baby skunks. Her hips shivering a bit as tears gently roll down her cheeks. She says to herself in her mind as her saliva drools all over her chin, neck and that tentacle in her mouth, "Oh God. That thing. It's sucking me out. The damn thing is sucking whatever it is out of me through that 'THING' like a straw." She turns her head away only to have several tentacles hold her head steady back to return seeing her violation. She inhales loudly has a tentacle cups over her clit and suckles it, making her arch her back, pushing her tummy out. Several tentacles warp around her lean tone tummy, covering it, leaving a small area uncovered. That tummy will soon have a small baby bump in it. It warps around it until her lower belly. One lone tentacle goes lower and wraps itself around an area near her hips, tightening hard. She can see it covering an area between her lower belly and her dribbling wet pussy. She cannot believe herself. Here, she is trap inside the belly of a beast, tied up by tentacles, having it shove something inside of her and drinking from her through a tube like a straw and she is getting hot and sexual about it.
She is lying down on her back. Her knees are bent backwards, forcing her hips up. Her pussy open and defenseless as her legs is open wide. Something is inside of her. Inside her warm fertile 14 year old pussy. Something thick, warm and pulsing. The thing inside her is throbbing gently, but not moving. Her mouth is filled with warm flesh as it slowly dribbles thick salty fluids on her tongue. Her cute black nose is covered with something flesh like as it forces her to breathe in a weird arousing smell. Her arms are held above her head, her breast being suckled upon.
Slowly, around her, the tentacles holding her become transparent. She can see through the tentacles and view the thin transparent vein in them. "Oh, God. There's so many," she tells herself as the tentacle in her stops sucking out the fluids from her fertile womb. She can still feel it pulsing gently, the thin fleshy tube inside her womb squirming like a worm inside of her, making her moan and grunt in pleasure at the weird sensation.
The creature gleefully tastes her. She is very fertile and it could not wait to procreate with her and spread its species out. It uses the fluids to match its seeds with her species but it needs something more. It wants to put something extra in her to make sure the only sexual satisfaction she will get is from him and make her compatible with every species. She will come to him in the future. Her womb is warm and inviting. She is ready to bear children and it will happily provide for her one of her own. His spawn.
Any extra fluids left, it drinks up and enjoys the delicious taste. It takes all of its will power not to fill that chamber with digestive fluids and consume her.
It pumps out more pheromones into the tentacle connected to her nose and dribble more thick salty fluid on her tongue.
Mila closes her eyes as she breathes in more of that arousing smell. Her mouth is now suckling more of that salty fluid. Unknown to her, the fluid is nothing more but the creature's semen. Thick, goopy, fertile cum. Her body is flushing and hot. She feels extremely aroused. She moans out as the tentacles rubs and tightens around her in a massaging sensation. She feels like putty in this creature's tentacles. The tentacle inside her pussy throbs harder and starts moving. The red fleshy pulsing tube in her stays put and pulse harder, but the tentacle covering it slides between her warm vaginal walls and the pleasure giving flesh. Her breasts are lovingly squeezed and suckled upon. She can feel the creature rumble around her and a loud moan like sound vibrates the chamber around her. She tenses in her bindings as the tentacle in her pussy presses hard at her pleasure spot. Her clitty is being pulled and suckled while around her finger and toes are cared for gently. Small tentacle tips suck and massage them. Several tentacles go to her ears and neck to gently rub there, bringing her to heights of ecstasy.
The creature moans in pleasure. It is so amazing such a small creature like her can give it much satisfaction and pleasure. Pleasure it had never feel before and she tastes so delicious. It never knew procreating with such a small species would be so... so...
FUN.
If Mila could have heard its thought, she would have agreed. She grunts as a hard thrust pushes hard inside her, making her jerk up and shove back down with equal strength, forcing that fleshy tentacle to insert more of that thin squirming tube through her cervix.
The fleshy chamber around her trembles and Mila keeps sucking hard at the tentacle in her mouth. She opens her eyes to see murky yellow fluid flowing down into the pulsing tentacle in her mouth. The tentacles supporting her hips lifts up, and she can clearly see the thin transparent tentacle in her young pussy going in and out slickly. Her cheeks flush and as she blushes at the sight. Her pussy lips split open, swallowing the tentacle and her lips are coated with a thin film of her juices that leaks out. The red fleshy tube cannot be seen as it is inside of her and doing something with her womb.
She shivers at the sensation as all tentacles rubs, suckles, hugs, squeeze and caress her body in a loving sort of way. It is as if the creature is treating her as a gentle lover instead of a fuck toy.
Her pleasant treatment goes on for some time. When she wishes to cum, her pussy would flutter around the tentacle, squeezing it and it would stop. Her body is matted with sweat and stinks of heat musk. Her fertile musk which would drive men wild to fuck her senseless.
Tentacles at her head lift up so she is comfortable to look at her pussy when the thrusting stops. Around her the translucent tentacles slow down their gentle caresses to a stop. She pants hard and watches her loins. She can feel the squirming thin tube in her womb stop all its motions. A movement is seen out of the corner of her eyes at the top of the tentacle connected to her pussy and she looks up to see a red thin tendril coming down that small vein and disappear inside of her. She doesn't know what is going inside her warm baby making chamber, but she can feel it.
Her hips shudders and she can feel her cervix being pushed open wider as what she assumes second tube enters her womb. She can feel the tubes lengthen inside her after some time, entering some hidden parts inside of her. She closes her eyes at the feeling. The pheromones are keeping her highly aroused and ignoring the fact that this is not normal.
Inside her, the thin tubes extend, feeling around her womb. Her body squirms as they poke and prod until they find two small openings. Openings to her fallopian tubes. Slowly, each thin tendril enters those openings and push hard inside. Mila gasps and her hips jerk hard. The tentacles tighten harder and hold her still. Her tubes are small, but the tendrils worm their way in until they touch upon her egg makers.
Spit and saliva drool down more from her stuffed mouth. Her eyes shut and her body shakes uncontrollably. It feels like something deep inside her is spread open and a strong tingling feeling makes her shudder lightly. She sees stars and whiteness in her eyes as the tendrils 'lick' and latches on her ovaries. It clamps tight on each of her precious egg makers and she feels a sight cramp as it pulls out, dragging something along with it, making her gasps and pants hard and loud. If there is any pain, the thick salty fluid she swallows and the pheromones she breathes in must have cancel it out.
Young Mila could only mew out pitifully and open her eyes to look at the translucent tentacle and vein that is digging deep into her sex. She looks on as the creature violates her and the tendrils keep pulling out until she feels a soft popping sensation inside her, making her want to curl up into a ball. She feels disconnected from something and the cramping sensation disappears. She also feels confuse suddenly and her heart beat spikes up, making her feel worried without reason. She feels pale and her heat is gone. She does not feel hot but she is still aroused. She can feel her fallopian tubes expand as small round objects are being drag through it. She can also feel it pop out of her tubes and after a while, she can feel it reach her cervix. Two round objects pops out gently and travels up the red fleshy tube in her. She inhales hard and her eyes widen in shock and realization as the two round objects in front of her appear past her pussy lips. They look white and pink. Two small tiny organs that she instinctively knows. She does not need to guess. She swallows hard as fresh tears flow down from the corners of her eyes. She can only look on helplessly, her eyes following them, as her ovaries travel upwards and disappear inside the creature's body, the tendrils in her fallopian tubes staying there. The creature can feel her distress as it made her less of a woman.
When the tiny egg makers reach a place somewhere in its body, it tastes them with delight. It does not chew or suck them, but roll them over and over, relishing the delicious fertile taste of a mammal's reproductive organ. They feel soft and it handles them with great care. It does not want the female it wants to procreate with feel more sadness. It transfers those fragile egg makers and deposits them into its seeding sack. There, all those strong aggressive sperm swarm them and does unspeakable things to each of them. Slowly, her ovaries mutate into something more beautiful, more productive than usual.
As Mila cries softly, she could still feel her body sexually unsatisfied. Her body is still tingling hard at the loss of what makes her a woman. The 14 year old feels the tentacles moving. The one around her neck tightens softly as if giving a hug. The ones at her tummy give her a soft squeeze and the tips at her fingers and toes start sucking in caring fashion. The tentacles at her ears nuzzle her, making her brighten up a bit, but she feels pale as if all the blood has drain away from her face.
Her arousal heightens as the tentacles at her soft breasts suckle them hard in a gentle motion. The tentacles connecting to her breasts start sucking harder and harder. Distracted from the loss of her ovaries, she looks down and slowly her gaze goes up to the 'ceiling' of the fleshy chamber. She can see it, the thin veins of the transparent tentacles bulge with red liquid. Small pricks can be felt at her nipples and she looks back down at her chest. The tentacle tips have stopped their sucking the moment the bulges are seen and the hold her areolas tight in clamping grips. Her breath quickens as she can feel something sharp pierce them. Dull pressure could be felt and those red bulges reach them. She squeezes her eyes shut as she feels hard pressure pushing into her modest breast. The tentacles coiling around her breast start gripping in a milking pressure and the hard pressing stops as warm fluid enters her through the thin vein. She opens her eyes and looks on, still breathing hard, pheromones playing havocs with her senses. She can see her bust size increase from 30B cup to a firm 32C cup as that warm red fluid enter her bosoms.
Her breasts feel heavy and warm on her chest, but it does not hurt as the flowing stops and the tentacles continue with their nuzzling and suckling. She looks on in wonder as her breast firms up and though a 32C cup is nothing to compare with other female students at her school, she is a bit happy. The fluids in her bosoms spread out over her body. The age old myth saying eating lots of fish is good for your skin and fur turns out quite true. Her facial and body appearance changes slightly. Many small imperfections are corrected and though no major changes can be seen, she feels prettier. She can feel her skin crawling and tighten in some areas as fish fat burn away the dirty body fat she had accumulated from the poor quality food she ate as her family is poor. Her fur bristles and becomes softer at the roots. She can feel blood returning to her face and her blush returns. Iron from fish blood invades her blood system and begin the slow purging of toxic from her system. Though Mila does not know this, the creature holding and pleasuring her is purifying her body slowly. Like the sea taking up what waste thrown in it and make do and recycle it. Her white blood cells are strengthened and her antibodies build up. It will take time, but the basic mixture is already in her body. In a week or so, she will be really different inside her young flesh. Its final gift is slowly being mutated inside it, ready to return to the young mother to be.
Mila could feel her body changing for some time. She is not tired and endures the strange feeling flowing in her body, her eyes staring vacantly at a 'wall'. At times, she feels angry, sad, confuse, happy and arousal many times as her body enters mood swings. The tentacle in her mouth pull out until the tip split open and cover her gums and teeth. It stays stuck between her gums and teeth, still preventing her from biting down. Thick musky fluid dribbles into her mouth. Her tongue now free, play with the fluids, feeling it thick, sticky and salty, but not too salty. She can feel it stick to her teeth and gums as she swirls it in her mouth.
The tentacle in her pussy starts moving and she looks at it. It's not moving much but she can feel it pulsing. Looking up quickly, she sees two tiny red pink objects going down the translucent tentacle, the vein bulging as it goes down and down and disappears through her puffy pussy lips. More pheromones pump into her nose as she can feel them pop through her cervix. They seem larger than her taken ovaries, but little does she know, those healthy red pink objects are HER mutated ovaries. They are larger and pulsing with life. Her hips jerk again out of reflex, but with the tentacles holding her tight in place, she can feel them entering her tubes, leading to the vacant place where her ovaries once resided. They are larger than before as she feels them squeezing deeper and deeper. The tingling sensation returns stronger than before and her thighs twitch. She starts to panic. It is putting something in her and she is frightened. She grunts as the tingling is strong and she feels it pop into place, stretching that small area to accommodate it. "Oh my God. It's inside of me. What the hell is happening? Why," she screams in her mind as she can feel those tiny organs twitch and pulse inside of her. Her ovaries mutated and returned to their rightful place. She the tingling sensation is so strong at her loins, her thighs and legs twitch in an effort to shut them tight, but she cannot. Mila can feel it. She can feel every perverted pulse near her kidneys. Swallowing hard, she feel the red tubes retract back into her womb, leaving her fallopian tubes empty. When they pop out, they stay near there.
The creature is happy. His gift is now in her and she is now very ready.
The young skunk girl just lie with her hips in the air with tentacles holding her steady. Her body slowly becomes warm again. Her new ovaries work well as she once again return to heat state. She can feel her face flushing again as her entire womb feels like pulsing side by side with her mutated egg makers. Inside her, two new eggs, one from each ovary, travel down her fallopian tubes. As she looks on, she can see and feel milky white fluids being sucked up the tentacle. Her fluids feel warm as it passes her cervix to be consumed by the creature above. Despite the gravity of her situation, she giggles softly as the thought of the creature drink directly from her womb like a bag of fruit juice cross her mind.
After tasting her juices, the creature happily notes that she had ovulated and her fluids are sticky and heavy. It flexes it seeding sacks and prepares for procreation. This young skunk girl will enjoy the wonders of being filled and her heat sated for a long time to come. It drool more thick fertile cum into her mouth, making her swallow the gathered load in on her tongue. She is hot and ready.
Whatever it is, the young teenage skunk girl can feel something is about to happen. The tentacle in her pussy starts thrusting in and out, going between her wet, warm walls and that warm fleshy red tube. The ones at her breast stop sucking and just squeeze them while the one in her mouth drool more cum. She pants hard and loud. The tentacles hold her head steady throughout her fucking to let her see her coming insemination. However, her eyes are shut tightly as she approaches her orgasm and the toll from having held back make her cum hard. She does not see the vein thicken up with murky yellow fluid as it travels downward it plant its stake in her warm fertile womb.
Mila moans out into the tentacle inside her mouth. Her pussy clamps down hard and flutters over that breeding tool. Her eyes snap open when a warm feeling enters her well filled cunny. She is still cumming hard as thick yellow cum hits her cervix. Her hips shiver as the warm flow of the creature's sperm pass the mouth of her inner chamber and the two tendrils near her fallopian tubes drools out that fertile mixture in her. She pants harder and harder, gasping as if out of breath as pleasure lance through her body. She is being bred. She is being well fucked and bred by this caring creature and she happily moans her ecstasy at the sensation of warm seed flowing endlessly into her. Hers eyes blinking once in a while as she watches the tentacle deliver that warm load to where it belongs. Her eyes look slowly up the tentacle that is pulsing and throbbing in her. She swallows hard as she sees the tentacle connecting to the creature's flesh, flex and clench like some perverted parody of a hand pump, saying in her mind, "Pumping. It's pumping cum in me. Oh fuck. Its cumming hard. That thing is trying to knock me up."
It feels thick and heavy in her. Its fertile fluid is mixing with the fluids in her womb as it settles down in her. Her eyes stare blankly as the thoughts of motherhood flash through her mind. The tendrils that had taken her ovaries keep on depositing more and more as her womb fills up. She feels very full, as if she is drinking too much water. Eyes are wide and she stares helplessly back to her loins. She feels extremely full. Gazing at her insemination, she can feel that fertile mixture push deep and hard at the walls of her heat stricken womb. With nowhere left to go, her hips shudder as it flows deeply into her fallopian tubes as she looks on dejectedly, telling herself, "Even fucking and drilling me is not enough. Oh fucking hell. I'm truly fucked. It'll keep going until it makes sure I am very full." She feels it expands as the load is force into it until her new ovaries are flooded by it. She squirms weakly.
And making sure she is well filled is what the tentacle in her pussy is doing. The creature is nearly done, only a few more seeding sacks left to empty. By know Mila's orgasm is going down but more yellow cum is entering her well filled womb. The warm mixture is now pushing hard at her walls. It is dominating her that poor organ. That organ is suppose to swell upwards into her tummy with cute baby skunks, is now swelling with the creatures thick cum. She swallows another mouthful of cum hard as she watches her lower belly expand and swell. The tentacle wrapping her hips is covering the area between her lower belly and pussy. She can see it swell upward with fascination. It keeps pushing more and more until it stops. The creature is now empty of seed. She looks back up to see a large bulge travelling down and she follows it as it enters her well inseminated pussy. Inside, she can feel those tendrils leaving her cervix as their passing rubs her organ softy and slickly as it enters back the red fleshy tube. The large bulge spread her lips wide and with a wet 'SLICHK', it pops in, the tube in her pushing her walls hard. She can see the bulge clearly in her pussy until it stops and kiss her womb's mouth. The creature's insemination tentacle presses it hard and the bulge feels warmer than her pussy and the fertile spawn making load in her. She can feel it slowly 'melts' and cover every crevice at her cervix, stopping that pent up load in her from flowing out. It cups her cervix gently and glues on tight. She can feel it solidify in her and with the process done, the red fleshy tube pulls up and the translucent tentacle, bulging as it left her warm well bred pussy, it purpose fulfilled. Her breathing is now stable and she looks on dumfounded at her bloated womb. She can see the bulge in her pussy where the solidified mixture rest.
Mila is truly well fucked, bred and inseminated. No doubt, she will give birth to hybrids and the biological cocktail in her will make sure she returns back to him.
The tentacle at her nose pumps another type of pheromone laced air for to breathe in. Slowly, her eyes grow heavy and she goes to sleep, her insemination and several hours of breeding her fertile body takes its toll on her.
She wakes with the sun shining on her body. She is lying face down on a round rock. Her body is pleasantly warm and cool air blows over her. Opening her eyes, she is greeted with the reflection of her face on clear water. Dipping her muzzle down, she laps at the water and finds out it is clear and clean. Not salty. She drinks thirstily until she has her fill and slowly sits straight up, facing the sea. Cool air blowing down on her. She leans back only to find her back sinking into warm flesh and she turn fast around, losing her balance. She tilts and is about to fall when several tentacles grab on to her quickly and gently lift her up cradle her. She looks in horror at the creature and curls up in a furry ball. It slowly goes away from the rock pool and all the while, poor Mila squeezes her eyes shut in fear as it brings her into the well lit cave with it. It gently sets her curl up body on a clear rock and let go. It is content to watch her until she uncurls and sits up straight looking at it.
The 14 year old skunk is afraid. The creature is ugly, but smells strongly of fresh seawater. It looks like a blob of flesh with tentacles. Like a large giant sized amoeba seen under a microscope in one of the science labs. It has no eyes, no ears, nor even any indication it is looking at her. But she knows it is looking straight at her naked body. She covers her tits with both her hands and shut her legs tight only to gasps at the pressure on her lower abdomen. Looking down, her nakedness forgotten, her hands drifts down and touches the bugle found there. She prods it lightly with a finger and moans out softly as a slight pressure is felt. Now she feels bloated and full. She remembers what the beast has done. She slips a wet patch of rock and fell down and knocks her head hard. She wakes up with her body hurting badly. Next thing she know, this creature fucks her gently and silly, doing something to her body.
She touches her new breast. They feel firm and bigger. She feels well and her body does not hurt anymore. Her hands go back to her pussy and she pushes her middle finger in it. She gasps at the sensitivity as she explores the end of her well bred vagina. Walls push apart as she feels her cervix. There is something solid there blocking it and nothing is coming out. She also notices her heat is now gone. She got up and runs toward the rock pool and kneels down to take a good look. Her fur is pristine and her face looks different. There is no longer any baggy flesh under her tired eyes, her breast bigger and firmer. She lifts up her arms and feels it. Lean muscles are felt and when she examines her thighs, it is firm and strong. She looks at her body in wonder and gets up to return to the cave. She stands in front of the creature. Her 14 year old mind put pieces together as she slowly figures out what happen. Her womb is bloated full of warm fertile cum, her body lean and fit and strong, she does not feel tired and the creature is harmless
Its tentacles slowly approach her, but she does not run. If it wants to harm, it would have done that. She lifts up her arms and let them curl around her chest and lift her up. It carries her over to the rock where it had placed her and goes off deeper into the cave, wet slime trailing after it. Her feeling of nakedness returns and she instinctively covers her privates with her hands and tail. As she waits for it to return, she softly rubs her bloated lower belly. She knows it has put something in her, but what she does not know is inside her, that fertile yellow baby making cum will soon make her into a young mother. Her pussy well fucked, her body well bred and her womb well inseminated. Combination of three will make sure her tone tummy swell with a cute baby bump. Little bundles of joy, cute presents from her benefactor.
The thing returns with her possessions. She got up and quickly run over to it. Mila comes from a poor family and she could afford to lose her school things. She stops in front of it and waits for it pass it to her, but it just go past her to the rock. She follows it. She squeals softly as a tentacle grabs her and places her, standing, on the rock.
For hundreds of years at this beach, he learns many things from the people visiting it by observing them. It had seen many times how her kind put back on clothes the beach and it mimics their actions. More tentacles appear and with a surprising look, she lets it do as it wishes to her. She trusts it a little and her trust is well rewarded. The creature lifts her up and slips her cotton panties on, being careful with her fluffy tail followed by her cotton bras. Next come on her school shirt and her skirt. After that, several tentacles swarm her little feet as it puts on her socks and shoes. She looks in wonder as the tentacles are agile enough to tie her laces together properly. The creature sets her down and she looks up at it. Two tentacles go round her neck and lift up her soft black hair while three other tentacles tie her school scarf around her neck. The tentacles than places her hair together and uses a ribbon to tie it into a pony tail. Next, it lifts up her right wrist and puts her watch on and her belt on her skirt. She plucks at her clothing and smells them. They are dry and comfortable and they smell like fresh wind from the sea. And she likes it.
Now she is fully clothed, but it has one last thing to give her. Although it has made her healthy and made sure she would soon have a baby bump in her small, cute, tone tummy, it lifts up a pearl necklace. She gasps lightly at the beautiful necklace and the creature puts it around her neck, making sure to cover it with her school scarf. It knows it is precious and expensive enough. It had seen many couples come to its beach and give vows of mate ship to their spouses and it does the same to her. She now belongs to it. Softly, the tentacles poke and prod her body, straightening up her clothes properly before rubbing her lower belly and face. She now belongs to it even if does not know it.
One tentacle lifts up her school bag and she lifts up her arms for it to put it on her, all her belongings dry, though she does not know how it happens. With all that done, the 14 year old well bred skunkette hops off the rock. She rubs her lower belly in surprise, feeling the fertile baby making mixture in her slosh thickly in her. She stands straight and looks at her watch. It is past school and she is supposed to head back home now for lunch. She rubs her stomach, feeling full due to the healthy amount of sperm the creature feeds her during their love making. Well fed, bred, fucked and inseminated, she turns to run out of the cave but stop and turn around. She walks up to the creature and hug it as best as she could, pressing her face hard to it and giving a small kiss. She can feel the creature rumble under her and she giggles cutely. A tentacle rubs her head and several of the grab her and turn her around gently and slap her soft tushy to get her going. It knows she is late and with one last look at him, Mila bounces off for her home.
The creature enters deep into its cave and rest. Knowing she would return again and it hopes, with a friend. Inseminating her kind is very fun and it longs to have a go at their tasty ovaries before it mutates them to let their bodies accept his seeds.