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Rebecca drew the summoning circle on her wood floor with chalk, following the instructions from the old tome very carefully. It was midnight, the book specified the witching hour for the ritual, the Raccoon wasn't one hundred percent sure when that was, but midnight on all hallows eve seemed a safe enough bet. This was all part of the girls night the raccoon was hosting for Halloween, just a night where they could hang out in their undies, eat snacks, watch scary movies and just for a little fun, try to perform witchcraft from an old book she found at the second hand store.

Four circles around the outer edge of the greater circle were empty, awaiting the next step as Rebecca double checked the book, before bringing the chalk towards one of the circles. She inscribed the first rune, the runes determined aspects of the creature you wished to contact. The first... lust. Then the second, pleasure. The third, stamina. Lastly, the fourth rune, virility. After all, if you are going to summon some kind of eldritch demon, it may as well be boyfriend material.

Then the girls stood around the circle, joining hands. To Rebecca's left was the voluptuous, curvy vixen May. To her right was a gray furred cat with long brown and pink split-toned hair named Scarlett and directly across from Rebecca was the busty, white haired fennec, Trisha.

All they had to do now was just chant the words.

"Klaatu, Barada, Nikto." They chanted, over and over. "Klaatu, Barada, Nikto. Klaatu, Barada, Nikto." For several minutes on end.

Then nothing happens, they stand around awkwardly waiting for something to happen and when it inevitably doesn't, they laugh, return to the couch and watch another movie until they fall asleep...

At least, that was the plan, that was what all four of these women assumed would happen.

Instead, they watched as before their eyes, the space between the chalk lines became a black void from which no light could escape.

Green, glowing, pulsating tendrils burst forth, wrapping themselves around each of the girls legs, making sure that they were going nowhere. Even as some of them struggled in vain, these things were strong and they weren't going to budge.

"Rebecca? Wha-what are these? What's happening?" May cried out.

"I don't know... but I think I have an idea." The black and purple haired raccoon responded, as additional tendrils snaked their way under each of the girl's undies, ripping them from their bodies, leaving them all naked and exposed.

The tendrils felt warm against Rebecca's gray fur, they were wet too, but not with a sticky slime like one would expect, but... something slick. Like some kind of natural lubricant, if anything was natural about this creature.

Tendrils slid towards each of their faces. Rebecca watched as Trisha tried to keep her muzzle closed, turning her face away from the tapered tip of the creature. But it forced its way in regardless. Observing the futility of the situation, when she felt that warm, fleshy tip against her lips, Rebecca opened her maw willingly. The creature couldn't be resisted, so the raccoon did the only thing that came natural to her in these situations. She submitted.

Despite how alien the tentacle moved, wiggling, squirming and pulsating, its taste and scent was far from alien to Rebecca. It had a masculine musk to it... it smelled like a male and tasted like a cock. It pumped inside, immediately finding its way into her throat. Seemed it was doing the same to the others, judging by how their throats bulged out. It pumped in and out, retracting until only the tip of it was left in her mouth, then thrusting back in, doing so quite rapidly. Then something began to leak from the tip... the leak quickly becoming more as it pulsed, shooting larger quantities of this liquid into their mouths. It was thick, sticky and viscous. It had a musky, salty flavor that was slightly bitter. It was cum, no mistaking it. But unlike a normal man's cumshot, this just kept coming and coming, filling their mouths and forcing them to swallow the heavy load down.

Rebecca soon realized what was happening, there was something in this creature's seed... as an all too familiar sensation began to spread from her moistening pussy lips.

The tentacles finally withdrew, leaving all four girls gasping for breath.

"I... I think I am in heat." Scarlett panted, her words conveying how she didn't quite believe it herself. "Did this thing do that? Why would it do that?"

"To make us fertile..." Rebecca said. "It's going to breed us."

Then, without any warning, May was yanked into the black void by the tentacles binding her. The other's didn't have long to process the vixen being pulled into another dimension by a horny tentacle monster, as Scarlett was next, then Trisha and finally Rebecca.

Once the falling sensation and vertigo settled down, Rebecca opened her eyes. Looking around she was amazed, aroused and a little horrified by the sight. All around her, as far as she could see in any direction, was wriggling green tentacles. It was claustrophobic, the tentacles enclosing the space around her and the bioluminescent nature of the tendrils was the only thing allowing her to see.

She also saw one of her friends, May, the tendrils now wrapped around her arms, keeping them pinned to her side, while the ones around her legs kept her spread and exposed to the tentacle creeping up her leg towards her sex. The exact same position the raccoon was in right now.

A tendril reached out, wrapping around both of their waists, pulling the two girls towards each other. Their breasts squished together as they were pulled intimately close... Rebecca had a sizable pair of her own, but the slightly chubby vixen had at least a cup size or two on her.

Rebecca felt the tapered tip of the tentacle push into her needy sex, sliding inside, deep inside, deeper than she believed she could take.

"R-Rebecca... It's... It's..." May stammered.

"I know... It's fucking me too." Rebecca whimpered.

"What do we do?" The fox asked.

"Enjoy ourselves." The raccoon responded, leaning in, planting her muzzle against the foxes.

May was surprised by this, but quickly relaxed, allowing Rebecca's tongue entry to her mouth. They two women moaned softly into the kiss as the tentacles fucked them.

Soon into the wriggling pounding she was taking, Rebecca felt the pulsating appendage throb, warmth spreading through her womb. The raccoon broke the kiss, panting heavily.

"It's cumming inside me..." She huffed.

"Me too." May said, her voice strained.

Rebecca leaned forward, gently resting her forehead against May's. "It's breeding us." She whispered. "We're getting knocked up by this... thing. I should be mortified by this but... is it wrong that I don't want it to stop? That thinking of getting pregnant from this has me... cumming!"

Rebecca's body quivered and trembled as she was brought to orgasm, her pussy clenching down on the tentacle inside her. Despite this, it didn't even slow down as it pumped in and out of her, still pouring its thick, never ending loads of cum into her womb.

"I... I don't want it to stop either." May admitted.

Rebecca felt two more tendrils snake up her legs, one pressed against her pussy, sliding inside, joining its twin in penetrating her. The other slipped between her ample cheeks, pressing up against her tailhole and pushing inside. She could tell from the way May's face scrunched up that she was experiencing the same thing.

Tendrils wrapped around their necks and the two women were separated just as Rebecca's orgasm was finally subsiding. They were pulled away in opposite directions and Rebecca lost herself in the green, writhing mass as they closed in, entombing her. Two tendrils forced their way into her muzzle. All of Rebecca's holes were now stuffed with tentacles, all of them cumming, releasing an endless supply of cum inside of her.

She could feel her heat deepening, her lust rising, the more of its cum she drank the hornier and more insatiable she became.

Finally the tentacles in her mouth retracted, leaking small spatterings of jizz onto her tits. She whined needily, she wanted more. The raccoon, now able to move her head, looked down at herself, shocked but perhaps not terribly surprised by what she saw. She looked nine months pregnant already, bloated with cum.

Then she craned her head up and saw quite the sight. A pair of gray furred legs and an incredibly fluffy tail. They had to belong to Scarlett, though the rest of her was nowhere to be seen. Her legs were being spread apart by tentacles and her ass still had two tendrils inside of it, pumping in and out in an alternating pattern. Her pussy was however available... and leaking more of the creature's cum.

Rebecca realized she was drawing closer to that dripping sex too, or Scarlett was getting closer to her, it was hard to tell, but it hardly mattered. Rebecca leaned her muzzle forward greedily, needy for more of that delicious cum and eager to taste Scarlett's fertilized pussy.

As soon as her muzzle made contact and her tongue started lapping up the excess cum, she heard muffled moans just past the wriggling mass blocking her view. It sounded like Scarlett enjoyed the touch of Rebecca's tongue, but that her mouth might also be otherwise occupied.

Rebecca drank the masculine liquid from the feline's cunt until no more would flow out, the rest no doubt trapped where it should be, in her womb. All that remained was the kitty's nethers on their own and the raccoon was not complaining as she enthusiastically ate Scarlett out, rewarded by the sounds of the feline's muffled moans and squeals.

As she was doing this, Rebecca felt the tentacle in her ass withdraw, before it was replaced with a pointed, distinctly vulpine snout. She didn't know whether it belonged to the fennec or the fox, but whoever it was had their hands free, grabbing Rebecca's ass tight, groping and squeezing the pillowy cheeks while her tongue lapped at her back door.

She didn't let this distract her from the task in front of her though, continuing her oral assault until she felt Scarlett's pussy quivering, the feline's moans turning to needy whimpering. Then, with a little focused attention on the kitty's clit, she pushed her over the edge juices squirting onto the raccoon's tongue, a sweet tasting prize for a job well done.

As the feline's orgasm subsided, her legs disappeared back into the green mass. As everyone was shuffled about, Rebecca came face to face with the culprit who was eating her ass. The fennec, Trisha. Only now Trisha was the one completely bound, with her arms behind her back, while Rebecca's arms were released.

"It's... going to be hard to go back to normal cock... mmf- after this." Trisha said, her face twisting and contorting in expressions of pleasure as tentacles were no doubt pumping in and out of her pussy and ass, completely filling her.

"I'm sure you will manage." Rebecca joked. "Hm... I wonder."

She reached out, grabbing a tendril nearby, pulling gently on it. She smiled as it actually moved, these tentacles seemed impossibly strong, so there was no way she could make one move if it didn't allow her to do so. Hopefully it would intuit what she wanted to do next as she placed it on Trisha's chest, between her heavy tits, clad in heavy door-knocker like nipple piercings.

"Rebecca, what are you-" Trisha asked.

"Shhh." Rebecca interrupted. "Just seeing something." With it in place, Rebecca grabbed those heavy tits, giving them a groping squeeze before squishing them together with the tendril between them.

The tendril picked up on her intentions immediately, sliding back and forth between Trisha's tits like it was just another hole to be fucked. Trisha looked down at her own chest, eyes fixed on the tentacle's tip as it thrust towards and away from her face repeatedly.

Then the inevitable, this voiceless creature gave no warning at all, cum erupted forth, painting the fennec's face in sticky cream. Over and over, each time it thrust forward another shot of sperm covered the fennec, until Rebecca let go of her tits and the tentacle withdrew on its own.

"Now look at what you did." Trisha said, feigning annoyance but her enjoyment clearly showed in her tone.

Rebecca chuckled. "Here, let me help." She said, leaning in, planting kisses along the side of Trisha's muzzle and licking up some of the warm semen from the fennec's face.

Then everything shifted again, the tendrils slipped from her pussy and two found their way back into her ass. The other two women came into view, all four girls reunited for the first time since they were dragged in here, bound shoulder to shoulder in intimate closeness, bellies and breasts bumping into one another. They all had their hands free and they quickly took advantage of this in their lust-addled state. They all began groping and kissing one another greedily, while tentacles pumped in and out of their holes.

"How long will it keep us here?" Scarlett finally asked, her voice sounding out of breath.

"The spellbook said the conjured creature has to return us to our place of origin at the end of the witching hour." Rebecca said.

"Um, I know it's kinda hard to keep track of time here but... we've definitely been here for way more than an hour." May said.

"We're in another dimension, right?" Trisha pointed out. "How long is an hour here?"

That turned out to be a very good question and more and more time passed, the girls bound and fucked by the tentacles the entire time. Their bodies were allowed rest as necessary, it was strangely comfortable to sleep in the tentacle's grasp as it supported their weight, but it was rare that they didn't have at least one wriggling appendage in one of their holes, even as they slept. The creatures cum provided not just all the nutrition they needed, but despite its salty taste, hydration too. Were they there for days? Weeks? It was hard to tell, the perception of time passing becomes unreliable the longer a person goes without a way to measure it.

But soon they discovered a way, one that came with disconcerting implications of just how long they had been there. Their bellies. When they weren't bloated with cum, they noticed their bellies had started to swell as the creature's seed had taken root within them. The realization that they had been there for months might have been horrifying to them, except the aphrodisiac effect of the creature's seed kept them constantly raring to go. Insatiable in the literal sense of the word. The four of them doing nothing but having sex with this creature and each-other never seemed to get old, they never got bored and always wanted more. It could keep them there forever and they wouldn't put up a fuss.

Rebecca was ensnared with Scarlett, the feline had her muzzle clamped on Rebecca's chest, greedily drinking down the raccoon's breast milk. Before long it was Rebecca's turn, pressing her mouth the feline's tit, rubbing Scarlett's heavily pregnant belly softly with her hands, massaging it for her fellow expectant mother. Once she drank her fill she lifted her head back up, meeting the feline's face, pressing their muzzles into a kiss, their pregnant bellies rubbing together. The raccoon could feel the cold steel of the kitty's nose ring brush against her as she kissed her, their tongues intertwining, dancing in one another's mouths.

Then, suddenly, it was over. Not just the kiss, or their embrace, but all of it. The warmth of the tentacles around her was replaced with the feeling of cold wooden floor against her back. In the blink of an eye they were all back, laying flat on their backs right where they just stood. The chalk summoning circle beside them was now empty and inert.

Rebecca looked around, making sure all of them had gotten back alright, the other three girls doing the same. It could almost be explained away as a vivid and strange shared dream. But they all bore the same souvenir telling them that what they experienced had been very real.

Rebecca placed her hands on her distended belly, feeling a kick from the life growing inside of it. "Looks like one hour in there is about... just shy of nine months." Rebecca mused, a satisfied smile across her face.