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***By popular demand, Chapter 3! Sorry it took so long. Hope everyone enjoys!***

Sasha sat bolt upright in bed, her lithe puma body trembling. She brushed back her beautiful golden-red fur and sighed. The dreams just wouldn't stop. She didn't even feel safe in her own bed anymore. Rising from her bed, she slipped her nightgown over her head and stepped under the shower.

Clean and her fur brushed shiny, she dressed in a jean jacket with a long sundress, and made her way to the spa where she worked as a masseuse.

"Hey, Sasha, how are you today?" The receptionist, a stocky dark-furred panther looked up with a polite smile.

Sasha smiled back. "Fine, Chloe, just fine. Do I have a client lined up yet?"

Chloe nodded, with a jealous little growl. "Yes, you do, you lucky puma. Derek is back - in the bronze room."

Sasha giggled. "I don't know why you're so fascinated with him. He's not that good-looking."

"Are you kidding? A wolf that size, so well built?" Chloe gave a little sensual shudder.

Sasha rolled her eyes, stepping into the locker room, donning the thin white jacket that all the massage girls wore. She walked through a door and down a hall to the bronze-colored door. Opening it, she stepped into a dark, warm room that looked just like a cave. Dim light from tall multi-wicked candles in the corners barely lit a room with rough rock walls, a splashing little waterfall along one wall, and the table - a cunningly carved rock - in the center of the room. It was topped with a special cushion for the guest to lie on. Today, the rock was covered by the huge, naked muscular bulk of Derek. She was a little surprised. He had never been massaged nude before; he had always worn a towel. She assumed he was modest.

A white-furred wolf, Derek had glittering pale blue eyes, huge paws, a very thick tail, and a certain grace that came from his work with martial arts. He raised his head as she came in, smiling at her.

"Good day, Sasha girl." His low, throaty voice rumbled in his chest.

She smiled politely. "Good day, Derek. Glad to see you back. What can I help with?"

"I ordered a full-body this time, Sasha girl." He smiled, showing teeth.

Sasha nodded professionally. "Like I recommended? Good for you. I'll start with your back and legs, so relax."

Derek lowered his face back to the depression carved for it in the rock and cushion, relaxing his powerful body, stretching out his legs. His powerful haunches rippled as he let his muscles unclench, waiting for Sasha's massage. Sasha stepped up to the table, wringing her paws to loosen them.

Beginning with his shoulders, she massaged slowly down the wolf's spine. After a few moments, a slow, rumbling growl, almost like a purr, started emanating from the huge body. Sasha blinked. She had never heard that sound before. Massaging along the rippling muscles in his back, she had to admit that she did admire the large build and somehow gentle, restrained power the wolf had shown. And he was very polite, even friendly to her. She wasn't sure she trusted him...but then, he's naked alone with me in a dark room and I feel safe...she laughed to herself.

"Something funny, Sasha girl?" The low voice rumbled through her thoughts.

Sasha winced. She tended to forget his hearing. "Sorry, a thought occurred to me."

He grunted softly, purring again as she massaged over his haunches, and down his legs, taking her time. He was her best customer, after all. She didn't want to lose his business - and, she admitted again, she did enjoy massaging him. Much better than wrinkled old people.

As she reached his huge hind paws, she lifted one of them, massaging it deeply. That growl got a little louder, and to her chagrin, she felt that predatory sound all the way down her spine. She realized she was arching her back slightly, and shook her head furiously. Don't get turned on! You're a professional.

Massaging his other huge hind paw, she began working her way up his leg, and also began to notice the slow, muscular tensing of the limb beneath her paws. She glanced down at his feet - they were slowly kneading the bed, claws out. Massaging his haunches and back up his back, she stepped back, wringing her paws again. Derek rolled over. Lost in her thoughts, not really looking at his body, she massaged his neck, not really noticing those glowing eyes watching her calmly. Stepping up onto a stone put there for that purpose, she began massaging his chest. Again, she found herself admiring the lithe lines of muscle, the bunched power, restrained and at rest but palpable.

She suddenly realized her paws were kneading the stone, and shook herself slightly, realizing why - that purring growl was back, louder than ever. It was vibrating her paws. She looked up at his face in confusion, and froze. Those predatory eyes were fixed on her, an unblinking stare. She looked away shyly, and froze again. Rising from his hips was a massive cock, rock-hard, curving broadly upward toward his chest but its sheer hardness holding it in the air, bobbing slowly with his deep breaths. Her paws were poised over his abdominal muscles, his thick fur brushing her soft paws with his slow breathing.

She opened her mouth to speak - and that purring rumble became a growl, loud and rippling, that froze her again, her eyes unable to leave that huge member. As she watched, it throbbed visibly, the tip shining now with wetness, hot and slick-looking. She tried to take a breath, and it shuddered out of her. She finally tore her eyes from the thing, only to find her eyes locked again with his - much closer now, as he sat up, holding her eyes with his. He reached out, and with one claw, slowly slit the center of the white coat down the center, her body trembling and eyes going wide as saucers as she felt it fall away.

She realized he really intended to do this. She opened her mouth to speak again, but found she could not - her breath seemed frozen in her throat. His paws worked slowly, deliberately, and her sundress abruptly pooled around her feet.

He did not even look at her bare body as his huge paws seized her hips, lifting her onto him and the stone, her protesting gasp silenced with a kiss. His tongue tasted her muzzle, broad and flat and warm, then as she opened her mouth again to protest, his tongue slid in insistently, claiming her mouth in a deep soul-wrenching kiss. Her paws grabbed his shoulders, then she squeaked in surprise as his paw gripped the fur on the back of her neck, arching her head back, breaking the kiss. Her next gasp was accompanied by a shuddering whimper as his huge, flat tongue licked her left breast, one long wet stroke, sliding across her nipple and up her neck. He growled louder than ever, and she felt her body submitting, instinctively relaxing.

So suddenly she barely knew what was happening, she was on her back on the cushion, hot from his body, arched and trembling as his tongue lapped slowly at her left breast, then her right, his tongue drawing her fur and nipple up with equal skill, his paws opening her legs to him.

"Nowww...Sasha girl...let's see what noise you make..." His low laughing voice thrilled her ears just before her mind blanked from a long, warm, wet lick on her bare pussy, a deeply tasting slurp that made her legs quiver, her back arch, and her front claws dig into the cushion in a helpless spasm.

His low laugh penetrated the haze, and his voice followed. "Ah...a good noise...let's try that again." She was confused for a moment. Noise? I made a -

"AhhhhhhhAHH..." The high, shuddering, groan ripped from her by the next lick left her limp and shaking, her legs wide open, her body arched, her head back, totally submitted to him, although some dim part of her mind said she shouldn't be doing this.

He was laughing again, she realized. "You're mine, Sasha girl...now..." His growl vibrated up into her as he licked, much harder, and his tongue pushed deeply into her body, spreading her pussy open and gliding deep, thrusting and squirming.

"Ah..Ahh ahh...Ahh..ahh ahh ahh ahh..." The slow undulation of her body under this stimulation went on and on, his pleased growl at her sweetness vibrating her entire body as Derek chuckled to himself. For weeks, he had made appointment after appointment, but this utterly sweet thing had been nothing but polite and professional. Until she saw him in all his glory - coupled with his predatory power, and now she was writhing on a tongue bigger than some cocks she had probably felt before. He rolled his tongue against her, the flat sliding on her clit as the length squirmed inside her, tasting the inside of her pussy thoroughly.

He couldn't wait to mate her, to take her deeply so that she could never come back the same. His tongue rolled on and on, articulate and strong, swirling and thrusting and squirming. He had always wanted to find a way to have a few mates that simply belonged to him full-time. He was rich - he didn't need to work, and a few pleasantly beautiful, sexy mates to fill his days would be quite acceptable.

He suddenly realized that Sasha's lithe body was jerking and spasming wildly, and she was no longer groaning or whimpering, but just gasping for breath, twitching, her body locked and stiff. She had been cumming for some time, her pussy slick and full of wetness. He growled up into her, breaking the long orgasm, letting her squeal in true release and spurt her wetness onto his tongue, shuddering and bucking with each lick as he cleaned her.

Now then...

Sasha came back to reality after the orgasm to find the massive body of the wolf rising over her, powerful and dominating, her nakedness splayed before him, offered without reservation. He stared down into her eyes, that predatory stare - and she found she had no will to resist. She reached down - and found him steely hard, dripping with lust, and his mere growl of contact shuddered a mini-orgasm through her body. She watched him wordlessly.

He smiled - a smile of long, sharp teeth. "Are you giving yourself to me, Sasha girl?"

One tiny part of her brain responded she shouldn't do this - and was ignored. She laid her head back, arching her nakedness to him in surrender. His low laugh thrilled her again as his paws grasped her slim body. He lifted her effortlessly, rolling so that he was sitting on the cushion, his hard nakedness moving easily, pulling her onto his lap. His mouth opened, his teeth grasping her tender neck. His powerful paws on her hips pulled her to him. She had barely time to feel something hot and hard spreading her pussy lips apart, and then the long, slow penetration began. He just kept getting bigger and bigger, deeper and deeper, his tapered, hungry cock spearing higher and higher into her flesh. Her pussy was tight, gripping him, and while she had no way of knowing how deeply she was impaled, she knew there was a long way to go.

He paused as her tightness grew - and then he growled, his teeth tightened on her throat, and he drove her down, burying a few more inches in her body. Her breathless squeal rattled in her chest. His paws gripped harder, and another driving thrust impaled her fully, her pussy stretched wide, his cock throbbing and flexing inside her. He paused again, savoring the moment - finally buried inside his beautiful Sasha girl.

She wrapped her hind legs about his haunches, her arms around his neck, her claws kneading the back of his neck. He growled in approval - and his cock flexed inside her. She shuddered, managing another soft squeal. She had never felt anything like this, so totally dominating of her body.

Chloe strolled down the spa's hallway, on her break. She liked to walk around the place mid-morning. Clients were all with their therapists, no one was waiting, no one was calling...it was nice and quiet. She walked past empty rooms, and rooms with closed doors, in use - then, as she walked by a bronze-colored door, her incredibly sensitive ears caught something. She couldn't place it, but stepped nearer to the door.

"Ahh...ahh...ahh...oh...ohh Derek...ohh Derek...please...ahh..." There was a growl. "That's it, Sasha girl...give...give it all to me...let me in..."

Chloe's eyes widened, and she almost laughed aloud. He got her! How did he get her? Chloe would have thought Sasha, shy but independent, would never just give in - although at the same time, she wasn't surprised. Derek was a magnificent specimen, powerful and confident. She sighed. He could have just asked, she would gladly have let him mount her all day long. Lucky Sasha. Chloe had not had a lover in far too long. She leaned idly against the wall, continuing to listen.

Sasha was crouched on her knees on the cushion, the warm darkness of the room enfolding her, her mind blank of everything but the huge awesome body mounted firmly atop her, and the hot, rock hard thing buried so deep inside her she felt like it would never leave - and she never wanted it to. Derek's claws slowly kneaded her back, his tongue lapping wetly at the back of her neck, her arched back, her shoulders. His pumping just went on and on, deep and slow, agonizing stroke after agonizing stroke. With each thrust, the heat inside her seemed to grow. Slow orgasms rippled and tore at her small body, each one a bit larger and more bone-shaking than the last.

She was not aware of any of the noises she was making, the babbling, the pleading. His voice, though, she heard - low, approving, urging her to give in more and more. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she felt his urgency growing, his thrusts still deep - and then he lifted one hind paw, placing it on her upturned buttock, raising one of her legs to mount higher, and thrusting deeper than ever. Her body seemed to implode and explode at the same time, her world shrinking and yet expanding to that cock totally claiming her body. In slow motion, she could feel the ripple of his orgasm traveling up the shaft, until with a howl and a sharp scream, the two crashed into orgasm in unison.

Her body went rigid, quivering, as spurt after spurt of his cum filled her, and all of his strength held her body fully impaled on his cock.

After an endless moment, she went limp as his orgasm subsided, her face on the cushion, her body shaking as she desperately recovered her breath. He dismounted her, his paws on her body, easing her into a prone position, caressing her soothingly.

She lifted her head, staring up at him in astonishment. His smile was wide, smug, and pleased.

"Good, Sasha girl...good. This will be a regular appointment, wouldn't you say?"

She could only nod.

Meanwhile, not far away, Ellie was driving home from school, eager for another night with her lovers. Kyli would be there, she had promised, since her classes let out earlier in the day. Still, her lover's instructions were clear. She needed a male - not just any male, though. The young needed the pleasure of both genders to grow strong, and the stronger the male, the stronger the young. Another female wouldn't hurt either.

Rumbling down the road towards her neighborhood, she suddenly caught a scent - a scent to which she was now very much attuned. Pleasure...and not just pleasure. Soul-wrenching, mind-hazing pleasure...the sort she was very familiar with now. She stopped, looking around. She saw a few folk out on the streets. An elderly couple, a short little girl, a group of young boys...and a young puma, older than herself but still young, walking alone. Ellie parked her car, got out, and began following her - definitely the source of the scent. Getting closer, strolling behind the puma, she tasted the scent. Female pleasure...lots of it. And male pleasure, strong and dominant. Ellie licked her lips.

The puma was wearing a sundress and a jean jacket, moving absently, as if her mind was elsewhere. Ellie chuckled to herself. She could guess what the girl's mind was on.

She looked back the way she had come - the only place nearby where she might be going home from so early in the day was that day spa - a nice place, Ellie had treated herself there once. Nice people, and great service. Perhaps the puma worked there. Ellie trotted back to the spa, entering to find a slim panther at the front desk, who looked up politely.

"Yes?"

"Hi, is there a puma that works here?"

"Oh, you mean Sasha? Yeah, she just left - she works mornings. I can call her if you want."

Ellie smiled. "Oh, no, that's ok. I'll come back when she's in tomorrow."

"Sure." The panther shrugged, eyeing Ellie.

Ellie left, trotting back up the street until she caught up to Sasha. "Excuse me, miss?"

Sasha turned in surprise. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry, but you seem distracted. Is something wrong?"

Sasha smiled politely. "No, nothing like that. Thank you for your concern."

Ellie frowned somewhat theatrically. "You know, I think I've seen you before...and come to think of it, you were looking upset then too. Are you sure nothing's wrong?" Ellie figured there was a decent shot something was bothering her - she didn't seem happy for a girl getting the kind of pleasure she obviously had.

Sasha smiled shyly. "Well, maybe, but...I don't even know you."

Ellie offered her most ingratiating smile. "Easily fixed. You know, you look like you could use some coffee."

"So the dreams keep coming?"

The two young women sat in a café a few days later, drinking coffee and chatting. They had discovered they had a great deal in common, and after a few coffee dates, were already fast friends.

"Yeah...I feel like every time I'm in the dark, I'm not safe, like I need something there to protect me - a safe place I can just be and lose myself, you know?"

Ellie smiled. Sounded like every night in her life, now. "I know exactly what you mean. Why don't you crash at my place tonight? I have a spare bedroom, and you can always wake me up to talk if you need to."

Sasha sighed. "Tempting, but I couldn't impose that way."

"Nonsense, I have a huge place. You'd be welcome." Ellie patted the puma's paw encouragingly.

Sasha couldn't help but smile at her new friend. "Why not?"

"Kyli? Are you here?" Ellie slipped into the house.

"Ellie?" Kyli's head poked around the corner from the master bedroom. Ellie grinned.

"Already?"

Kyli giggled. "Wasn't my idea, I just tried to take a nap."

Ellie rolled her eyes. "Sure you did, and it never occurred to you that you might not be allowed to sleep."

Kyli strolled out of the room, naked. She stretched luxuriously. "I still feel rested, though."

Ellie walked over, breathing deeply of the scent of pleasure that radiated from the young woman. She kissed her friend, then nibbled her neck. "You smell good..."

Kyli peered over her shoulder out the window as she arched her neck into Ellie's mouth. "Who's that?"

Ellie raised her mouth from the girl's fur. "Sasha. Remember I mentioned her?"

"Oh, right..." Kyli's eyes narrowed as she looked out at the puma. "She's cute...think she'll do?"

"Actually that's not why I brought her, she needs a quiet place to crash for the night, she's been having trouble sleeping."

Kyli laughed. "I don't know, we do tend to make some noise around here at night..."

Ellie nudged her. "Oh stop. We can still have friends."

Kyli smiled. "No problem. Want me to get out of here? I haven't been home in a few days."

Ellie smiled, kissing her friend, and then moaned at the scent still emanating from her. She leaned down, her tongue grazing Kyli's nipple. The other feline gasped. Ellie giggled. "I think you should stay."

"Mmm...I think I should too." Kyli shivered.

Ellie straightened, moving to the door. "Sasha? Come on in." Kyli squeaked in surprise, darting modestly for the bedroom.

Sasha poked her head in the door, smiling, then came in. "Nice place."

"Thanks." Kyli wandered back out, looking innocent in a bathrobe. "Sasha, this is my girlfriend, Kyli."

Sasha blinked slightly in surprise, but recovered smoothly. "Nice to meet you."

Later that night, Sasha stretched, slowly undressing in the dim light of the spare bedroom. She had borrowed one of Ellie's nightgowns for the night, and was just hoping she could get some decent sleep for once. As she was brushing her fur for the night, she thought she glimpsed an odd shadow moving at the bottom of the bed, but after staring for a few seconds, couldn't see anything. She sighed. I'm still imagining things.

She climbed into bed, turning out the light. In the darkness, her mind moved immediately to Derek. She shrugged angrily - she wasn't about to let some male blank her mind, no matter what he had done to her. She sighed...it was very peaceful here. She closed her eyes, hoping that sleep would come.

In time, it did, and Sasha's body relaxed, curled up peacefully, her long tail twitching slowly in her deep slumber. At first, her dreams were peaceful - but gradually, they began getting more and more erotic. She dreamed of Derek - reliving his body slamming against her hungrily, his cock so bare and hot and...

She bolted awake, glaring into the darkness. For crying out loud! When it's not nightmares, it's dreams I don't...

She turned her head as she heard a faint noise, frowning. After a moment, she realized it was coming through the wall. Leaning back, turning her large ear to the wall, she listened.

"Ah...oh...oh my...oh...oh my Ellie don't stop...that's it...there...there...oh oh oh..."

Sasha listened, eyes widening, realizing what she was hearing. Her breathing was coming faster...now she knows what made her dreams turn so sexual, but...her eyes unfocused as Kyli's gasps and moans turned to squeals that seemed to go on and on, louder. Sasha's paw slipped under her nightgown, and she whimpered immediately, feeling how wet and hot she already was.

I can't take this! She whimpered again, leaning back into the pillows.

"Oh Ellie Ellie don't stop baby oh oh AHHHHH..."

Kyli's scream vibrated through Sasha like a caress. "Ahh..." she groaned softly, arching her back as she stroked her dripping slit.

Kyli's squealing died off, but then she began to whimper loudly again, her voice rising anew.

"Ellie...oh please...I can't take...any...oh...oh...oh my...my...Ellie...don't stop...don't ever stop..."

Sasha gasped in unison with Kyli's panting, her paw moving in slow swirling circles.

"Yes...oh your tongue..."

Sasha gasped louder, a squeal escaping her.

"Your tongue...so deep...ohhhh Ellie...lick...oh lick me darling..."

Sasha's eyes rolled back...she remembered begging Derek to go deeper, when he was deep and thrusting and growling into her ear...she was squealing now, her paw fluttering wildly on her desperate clit, faster and faster...finally she arched, quivering like a bow, crying out in pleasure.

"Ohhhh....yesss ahhhAHHH..." Her hips bucked several times, and then she collapsed limply, sliding back toward sleep, her overheated body and mind needing to relax. She dimly heard Kyli's pleading and squealing, continuing without pause, as she drifted off.

The creature was beside itself. This girl was special. Her orgasm had been deep, powerful, and she had only been touching herself. It could hardly wait to find out more. As the girl's breathing slowed, the tentacles began emerging from beneath the bed, just two of them for now. The only sound was Sasha's even breathing and the faint noises of pleasure coming from the master bedroom. A tentacle slid beneath the edge of the sheets, seeking warm fur, and another eased over her in a long arc, reaching for her head. It had sensed this girl's fear when she had woken up from her earlier sleep - a special touch would be needed.

The girl murmured something in her sleep, and the tentacle arcing towards her face gently brushed her bottom lip. The lip fluttered at the touch, the girl shifting a little in her sleep, then subsiding. Another soft touch, and the lips parted, almost as if to nibble at the tentacle tip brushing her lip. The creature knew this instinct was strong in those who are asleep. It brushed her lips again, and this time when they parted to nibble, the tentacle, finger thick and warm, slipped between them, brushing her flat, rough tongue.

A tiny gaspy whimper escaped the girl, her senses already heightened from her orgasm, and the slow caress on her tongue making her mouth reach for it. More length slid between her lips, squirming sensuously in her mouth, and under this encouragement she began sucking slowly, fluttering up from sleep, but not quite awake.

The creature, feeling the suction, began gently feeding her one of its chemical relaxants, one whose sweet fruity taste pleased most creatures. Before her sleepy mind had time to process this oddity, her body responded automatically, sucking more deeply, drawing more and more of the drug into her system. Her limbs started feeling heavy, and as she came fully awake, she realized she could barely twitch a whisker. Her mind began feeding her images - of Derek, nude and powerful and looming over her, taking her...she imagined it was him she was sucking, and her whimper of lust filled the largely silent room.

The creature immediately sensed the twinge of arousal, and the tentacle in the girl's mouth thickened, becoming contoured exactly like a large phallus, and began slowly stroking her wet mouth, as if a pleasured male were enjoying her sucking. Sasha's clouded mind fell deeper into this fantasy, and she began sucking and licking hungrily at the tentacle, trying to pleasure it, her closed, sleepy eyes full of the image of the powerful wolf standing over her.

The other tentacle now slid up her leg, caressing, sensitizing her fur, finding the girl's legs pressed tightly together, the nightgown bunched around her knees. The tentacle looped, stroking the back of one leg, then the back of her knee, wiggling and almost tickling her. The leg twitched, and as the tentacle in her mouth stroked deeper, almost entering her throat, causing her to arch and moan, the tentacle slid easily around her leg, slowly tugging it to one side, then sliding between her legs, more and more length vanishing beneath the nightgown.

It did not go straight for her pussy, however - first, it slid along her flat belly, rising and falling with her accelerating breathing, and a gentle tip stroked across one small nipple. Sasha arched against the tentacle, some part of her brain starting to feel alarmed - but she simply cannot seem to pull her thoughts together.

The tentacle at her chest split smoothly, and the tiny ends opened, latching onto her nipples, a gentle sucking arching her off the bed with a slow, gurgling moan. The tentacle stroked faster in her mouth, her body responding to it helplessly, the nightgown sliding up as the sucking tentacles loop and squirm against her soft body.

She didn't see many more tentacles rising from beneath the bed, and she barely felt the nightgown being ripped from her squirming, naked body. Her nipples were two points of rippling heat connected to her clit, and while she didn't know what was happening, her body had utterly betrayed her. When something thick and strong slid up her leg, insistently pressing it further to one side for access, her hips arched to it willingly, although her mind screamed for it to stop - then even that scream died off into a whimper as something blunt, hot, and smooth brushed her throbbing clit, stroking up and down her dripping slit. Her hips reached for the touch, eager for it despite her fear, and as the pressure turned into a swirling sliding fluttering sensation, the last vestiges of her resistance crumbled, and she splayed her naked body for it, her gurgling squeals getting more and more shrill.

The creature didn't need a second invitation. Its swirling tentacle drilled up into her pussy, as deep as Derek had taken it, then deeper, as it thickened and kept up that dizzying spinning stimulation.

Her scream, though muffled, wracked her body, as an orgasm rippled out in a white hot wave from her pussy, her nipples two white hot points on her flesh, her body jerking and thrashing in the ecstasy of it. Another tentacle brushed aside her whipping tail and spiraled up into her tailhole, corkscrewing more and more length into her, administering the other drug that would inflame her nerves and keep her docile but conscious. Her body stiffened. Yet another tentacle sought her clit, a tiny mouth fastening on it with slow gentle sucking motions, and her stiff body fluttered oddly, then went limp as her eyes rolled back white, all of her muscles spasming then relaxing in unison, her orgasm continuing. She came and came and came, unable to stop, unable to think, her whole world this hot pleasure sparking like fireworks all over her body at once.

The creature continued to work on the naked girl, keeping her slightly overstimulated, so that she would not even feel what was coming. It reached out and touched it's mate's mind. After a few minutes, Ellie came in the room obediently, her eyes widening jealously as she saw the state of her houseguest - and then her mind blanking in instant submission as several tentacles whipped to seize her, tugging her effortlessly off her feet.

The creature quivered in pleasure as it felt its mate offer itself instantly - it loved her submission, so sweet and pure and yet deeply lustful. It took her pussy and tailhole immediately - both holes were very wet from playing with Kyli - and as Ellie began to spiral down into a long orgasm, it reached deeply inside her, finding the eggs. One was ready. The others needed more time, but this one was definitely ready. It had been prepared some time ago, and Ellie's copious pleasure had fed it well. The tentacle thrashing inside Ellie's wriggling naked body widened, gently taking the egg into itself, where it slid down the length of the tentacle into the creature's main body.

After a few minutes, while the girls twitched and moaned helplessly, the tentacle buried deep inside Sasha began to widen, and a bulge began traveling up its length - this bulge, though, was squirming subtly. The bulge paused at the entrance to Sasha's body, and the creature's tentacles all over her body went into overdrive, driving her into unconsciousness. As she slumped, the squirming bulge suddenly moved - on its own - up into her body, deep...and finally the tentacle narrowed, and withdrew. The other tentacles released her still subtly twitching body, the tentacle from her mouth leaving last.

The creature was ecstatic. The young one was in its new home. Now to see that it got what else it needed. The thin white tentacle rose from beneath the bed, darting out to stab into the base of Sasha's neck. The girl spasmed once, then relaxed, her body twitching and jerking oddly as the creature manipulated her mind as thoroughly as it had her body.

Sharing her thoughts, the creature saw Derek - and if it could have yelled in triumph and excitement, it would have. Another white tentacle sought Ellie's brain, and new instructions were relayed. Derek would serve well, and the young one within Sasha would be well fed.

The creature was amused. If that male thought it had enjoyed itself before...it would show it how things could be.

***Thanks everyone for all the encouragement - Chapter 4 is already in progress, coming soon!***