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Alexander steeled himself. Hathaway's bone weapons looked like they could put some extreme hurt on him. Luckily, she didn't seem to be bearing any manner of fire-based offense, so Alex was sure his regeneration factor would serve him well. He also noted that the rest of the Facility guards either gathered their weapons and limped away clutching their throttled throats, or merely crawled to safety with little regard for the weapon Alex had wrenched away from them. It was a good sign, Alex thought. The last thing he needed was to deal with the guardsman while he was trying to fight off Hathaway.

"You'll pay for what you've done, Specimen!" Hathaway screamed before her tentacles lurched, propelling her forward.

The mutated squirrel girl tackled Alexander's mass in a flurry of tentacles. Alex tried to bring his own to bear but he felt his own appendages being overpowered. Every time he shifted his form, trying to bring more tentacles to bear, more of the writhing deep-blue appendages sprouted from Hathaway's back. Alex struggled to regain his footing, but Hathaway was unmoving. He may as well have been trying to move bedrock. He tried to shift a tentacle to poke at Hathaway's eyes. That was met with another tentacle from the squirrel girl's back slamming his new appendage into the ground and proceeding to crush it.

Alexander tried spitting, as ungentlemanly as that was, into Hathaway's eyes. If he could blind her, maybe he could have a chance to get away. His slime attack was swatted out of the air with a wet slap by yet another one of Hathaway's tentacles.

****

In an unmarked black van not too far from the scene, Professor Garron looked on the monitors with a bemused interest.

"1412 doesn't seem to stand a chance."

An otter in a lab coat watched a different set of monitors, and gave an amused laugh.

"Not at all. We increased Experiment 2000's muscle density far beyond that of 1412. We have her a prototype of a new kind of enhancement drug. There's nothing that 1412 has on her reflexes, speed, and power."

The large brown bear grinned evilly. "Excellent..."

****

Alexander was held down. Every time he moved, another tentacle came to bear down on him from the squirrel girl currently looking at him murderously behind an expression of pure hatred. Hathaway wore the garb of the Facility security personnel, but her nametape bore S-2000 instead of the "Hathaway" Alex had seen on her when she was interrogating him that while back. "Professor..." he started, trying to reason his way out, since he could not overpower the mutant squirrel girl.

"SHUT UP!" Hathaway screamed into his face, leaning close enough to kiss him. "You will die here, Alexander. You will pay for what you did to me!"

Alexander saw more tentacles rearing up behind the ex-Professor and he flinched. Dozens of wicked bone hooks and blades dug into his central mass over and over again. Hathaway's incredible strength rent his flesh to ribbons as his green blood flowed freely down his purple mass. He screamed out in agony as he was flayed alive by the vengeful squirrel.

"My my, DEAR Alexander..." the squirrel mutant said, her eyes full of hatred as she mocked the tone he had used on her on their first encounter. Upon the word "dear," Hathaway stabbed one of her bone hooks into Alexander's central flesh and ripped it free in a shower of green.

"You seem to be a little CAMERA shy..." she seethed, ripping his mass open once more.

"Let me HELP you with that!" Hathaway said. Alexander felt himself lifted, being pulled up by his own tentacles. He tried weakly to resist, but Hathaway proved much too strong for him to wriggle free. It was then that Alexander felt himself being pulled in all directions with as much strength as Hathaway could muster.

As Hathaway stretched him out like a taught blanket, more of her weaponized tentacles attacked with blow after blow. Cutting and slicing and stabbing into the tentacle monster's flesh, Alex's mind grew into a white fog of hot agony as his vision faded. His consciousness began retreating into that merciful black abyss to which we go when the waking world is too much. However, the mutant professor had other plans. Green blood trailed down his front, falling like a grisly rain upon the ground below.

So this was it, then?

To be pulled and ripped to pieces and shipped back to Facility care in individually bagged labeled containers.... No. He wouldn't allow that to happen. He couldn't.

Mustering what left he had of his strength, he unleashed every millivolt of electricity he had stored within his body at the experiment Hathaway that was holding him aloft. There was a blinding flash and the crackling of energy, but it was to no avail. Hathaway smirked evilly at him. "Sorry, Alex. The Facility isn't stupid. You'll find the slime on my tentacles are just as conductive as yours, forming a path to shunt your little discharge directly to the ground."

Alexander was spent, having given all of his energy to his last ditch effort.

"Time to die, Alex." Hathaway said, her voice dripping with satisfaction at seeing the tentacle monster in pain. The tentacle monster she blamed for her current monstrous condition.

Alexander felt himself begin to be pulled apart once more. His senses began to blur as the pain set in, and he vaguely realized that Hathaway was bringing her bone protrusions closer to his limbs, perhaps an effort to ease the dismembering process by slicing into his flesh at the joints, or perhaps merely to carve his core into even more shreds to maximize his suffering. Either way, Alexander felt all of the tension in his body suddenly release, and he fell to the ground.

There was little pain, though Alexander thought he may just be unconscious or in shock. However, blood that was not his washed over him as he heard Hathaway scream. "GYAAAAAAA!"

Alexander willed himself to look up, moving on sheer strength of forcing himself to stir. He looked up to see Hathaway's appendages cut, much like she had done to him. Her black tentacles dripped with a dark brown blood as her severed appendages littered the ground in front of him. Hathaway reeled back from Alexander as a snow leopard in a skintight beige bodysuit stood holding an impossibly long sword that dripped with Hathaway's blood.

Marie looked at the screaming Hathaway as she backed up with a cold glare. Without taking her eyes off of the squirrel girl, Marie spoke. "Are you all right, Alex?"

****

"Professor!-" said one of Garron's lab assistants, a young retriever. The brown bear held up a paw. "Easy, Jenson..."

"But, 072 is engaging 2-"

"I said I was aware." Professor Garron cut his assistance off and merely regarded the monitors with an unreadable expression.

"Orders?" the assistant ventured.

"Let the experiment continue. All variables are within tolerance..."

"But sir, the Gla-"

"Are you going to keep up this habit of questioning my authority, Jenson?"

"No sir."

"Glad we are at an understanding... Crawford."

Another lab assistant, a young turtle looked up. "Sir?"

"I want the EEG readings from both specimens to be recorded. This could give us valuable information of Gen2 Enhancers versus the new prototype."

"Roger, sir."

****

"Never...better..." the tentacle monster said weakly.

Alexander could not believe his luck, and indeed was unconvinced that it was really luck that saved him, but the tentacle monster was not about to protest being rescued by an attractive young woman holding a big sword. Not that he had much choice, Marie had proven herself more than a match for him even when his energy wasn't depleted.

"Why, you BITCH!" Hathaway screamed while she recovered from the pain of having so many limbs severed. It seems she was not as resilient to pain as Alexander, who had much more practice at being hurt.

"I'll KILL YOU!" the squirrel experiment screamed again as more tentacles sprouted from her back. She used her new appendages to push against the ground as she leaped forward with impressive speed, and there was no doubt in Alexander's mind her tackle could probably injure Marie quite extensively.

Marie, as before, remained passively collected. She moved with as much fluid and grace as Alex remembered. The leopard girl stepped slightly to the side and moved her weapon so that Hathaway impaled herself on the Gladius with all of her misguided momentum. "Doubt it, freak." Marie whispered at her.

Hathaway screamed again, this time out of rage and pain as Marie twisted and then wrenched the Gladius out of the squirrel's body. The squirrel girl's brown blood fell to mix with Alexander's own as she clutched at the wound in her stomach. Much to her apparent surprise, Hathaway watched the hole in her abdomen close over and heal. She took this as a blessing, and reared her tentacles at Marie again. "I'm going to enjoy making you bleed, bitch..."

Marie was not to be deterred. She sidestepped every tentacle that was aimed her way, cleanly slicing the appendages off with little to no apparent thought. It was as if the cutting off of tentacles was a reflex the snow leopard possessed. Alexander watched the bloody dance and remembered the pain all too well. He would have flinched every time he saw Hathaway's tentacles cut off if he weren't so depleted. However, while the girls were busy fighting, Alexander felt a pair of soft paws scoop him up. "Come on, Alexander..." came Melissa's voice. The fox girl's voice pierced the veil of his mind like the graceful call of an angel.

The tentacle monster felt himself being dragged behind the wrecked van. He looked and saw five plain white Ford Explorer's barreling down the small road. It was a closed of road, the area declared off limits so that people would not encounter the anomalous region that Alexander had been brought out to investigate. Alexander knew that the Facility used black vans, not white SUVs, which could only mean one thing...

****

"Protectorate personnel approaching. Orders, Professor?"

The brown bear contemplated the turn of events for a brief moment. "Nothing..." he interlocked his claws in what seemed to be an introspective manner. "Let's see where this goes."

"Yes, Professor."

****

Melissa kept her hands on Alexander, hoping that what little electrical activity she had coursing through her would help him recover a bit of strength. "Hang in there, Alex. We're almost out of this...." she said, hoping the Facility would be much too preoccupied with Hathaway and Marie to notice them.

The Protectorate vehicles drove up a short distance away from the wrecked vehicle. A short corgi hopped out with a number of his security forces and trained their weapons at the scene. Most of the Facility personnel were still recovering from being throttled at the neck by Alexander, though Slater and his men paid more attention to the battling experiments.

****

Marie had severed countless of Hathaway's tentacles, the ground was littered so much with her appendages that one couldn't see the grass beneath the blood and flesh. Hathaway continued to scream in her blind rage, her regeneration factor keeping her fit to fight regardless of how many tentacles she lost. Marie seemed to tire though, her moves were less graceful as her fatigue continued to grow. It seemed Hathaway would win the fight through sheer attrition.

Marie, however, seemed to have other plans as she pressed the button on her sword hilt. As before, the gout of flame that erupted from the handle propelled her upward. What Alex did not expect was for Marie to press the button again before throwing the sword to the ground. With its aided momentum, the Gladius propelled itself into lodging in the dirt, handle sticking up. What struck Alex with even more surprise, was that the hilt continue to burn. A modest flame erupted from the upward hilt, making the Gladius look like some sort of torch. Marie, it seemed, was not done. Marie twisted and turned at her decent, kicking and pushing away the desperately flung tentacles from Hathaway. Marie fell downward grabbing Hathaway's hair and yanking the experiment squirrel down to slam her skull into the ground using the momentum she had gained from her decent.

After a sickening THUD, Hathaway remained stunned on the ground, her tentacles twitching weakly. The snow leopard did not relent. She ran a couple paces with Hathaway's hair still held in her hand, dragging the tentacled squirrel over to the Gladius.

"Welcome to hell, bitch." Marie seethed before shoving the ex-professor's head into the open flame.

Hathaway's screams of agony erupted for miles around as all her tentacles came to bear to push her away from the fire, her hair smoldering as flesh sloughed from her face.

****

Alexander felt himself hauled into one of the vehicles. "Alex," came Melissa's voice. "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean for any of this to happen..."

The foxgirl felt terrible. She'd asked Alex to join the Protectorate to help them, and when the tentacle monster tried, he was ambushed by the Facility and almost killed as a result of it. She hugged the shapeshifter to her chest, and through Alex's haze of pain and weakness, he felt a particular twinge of amusement at being pressed against the foxgirl's ample breasts.

"I'm so sorry..."she said again.

"Wait!" came a familiar voice, once again rousing Alexander from the encroaching blackness that threatened to abscond with his consciousness.

"Take me with you!"

"Like fuck we will, girly." came the voice of Officer Slater.

Alexander craned an eyestalk to see Marie begging to be taken with the Protectorate guard. It was the first time he'd seen any honest look of vulnerability about her. And so he managed to weakly say, "She... saved my... life..."

Jacob Slater shook his head, shooting the tentacle monster a short look. "No. This is too fishy. An ambush and a defector at the same time? I bet she's being put up to this..."

Melissa glared at the short Corgi with as much content as the foxgirl could muster, "Fuck's sake, Jacob she saved his life! Let her in!" Without the Facility snow leopard, Alex would be dead, and most certainly her.

"I've lost six men already! I'm not about to risk more by letting some Facil-"

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND, JACOB?" Melissa yelled, causing Alex to cringe a bit at the volume as his mind pounded in pain. "We were all Facility defectors once! We've all lost friends to the Facility, get your head out of your fucking ass and let her in so we can leave!"

Jacob backed down, submitting to Melissa's command. Marie gracefully climbed into the van and looked at Alexander. "Is he all right?"

Melissa glared at the snow leopard. Her feelings were conflicted. She'd watched Marie casually dismember Alexander before, and she'd seen that before her apparent change of heart, Marie would do anything to fulfill her mission in apprehending him. "No." she said flatly. "He needs medical attention."

Marie looked at Alexander with concern, disregarding the looks of suspicion that she got from the rest of the security personnel. It was to be expected. Most new recruits were regarded with suspicion. The Protectorate weren't the only ones with infiltrators, as the incident was a stark reminder that they were just as vulnerable to information leaks. The Facility had known where Alexander was going to be. There were Facility spies amongst them, and no one was comfortable admitting that.

****

"Professor! Subject 072 is escaping into Protectorate custody! Orders?"

Professor Garron watched the white SUVs fade into the distance with a dispassionate expression. "Stand by, Jenson."

The canine gave a concerned look, but kept his mouth shut. He'd already been reprimanded for speaking out of turn once, he didn't want to press his luck. The brown bear continued, "Annotate everything in the observation files."

"Roger, sir."

Professor Garron turned to the security guard at the rear of the mobile observation vehicle, "Have your men round up Specimen 2000..."

The security guard nodded and went to execute his orders.

The otter in the lab coat was making notes of his own. "S-2K won't like that 1412 got away... she will be combative." The large brown bear turned to the lab-coated otter next to him, bearing an evil smirk "Starve 2000 for three days... then feed her a squirrel D-class." The otter smirked back with an equally devious expression, "Trying to break her, Professor?"

"If she thinks she's a cannibalistic monster, she'll let go of any humanity she has left. We want her docile, and I'd rather her be fighting her own inner guilt and disgust than fighting her handlers."

"The inner workings of your mind continue to astound me, Professor."

"Yes, I tend to be good at that, Dr. Helper."

****

Sophie was rushed into the medical wing, alongside a wizened old elephant who was explaining to her the situation.

"We tried applying some electricity to his form, but it did was shock him. He lost consciousness on his way here, and well... we were hoping you might know what to do. He's slowly getting worse as his ECG continues to get weaker. We were wondering if you could provide us with any insight."

The bat girl's heart was beating miles a minute. She couldn't sit still as she shifted her weight from one foot to another. Alex was injured? Critical? How does something that walked out of the Facility clutches with barely a scratch on him almost die? Sophie's mind raced with questions, but she tried against her anxiety to listen to the doctor. "His ECG?"

The elephant nodded, his wizened old trunk swaying wearily, "Electro-Cardiogram... We use it to monitor your heart, but... with Alexander's unique makeup, we've just been measuring the current along his skin. It keeps getting weaker and we don't know why."

Sophie nodded with understanding. "He needs to feed..."

"What?" asked the elephant.

"Take me to him."

Sophie was led to a room where a mass of purple tentacles caked in blood lay on a stretcher with a number of medical staff milling about. There were wires and electrodes placed along the tentacles, which did not seem to move. Sophie didn't feel confident telling a bunch of trained medical staff what to do, but she did know what Alex needed to survive, and it wasn't anything the machines could do for him. "Everyone, get out." she said meekly. Her voice was lost in the array of frantic medical staff and the noise of the machines.

"Everyone! OUT!" she yelled, louder than she had intended to.

The medical team froze and looked at her, one of the nurses looked indignant about being told what to do and was about to say something in protest before Sophie continued. "I know what he needs... and I need you all to leave before I can give it to him..."

"What are you on about, little girl?" asked an older looking panda.

"He needs... a specific kind of electricity..."

"...bioelectricity." came a voice. Sophie looked to see Melissa sitting attentively in a chair on the other side of the room, her eyes red and puffy. She had been crying. "Bioelectricity!..." she repeated, then looked around as if she was just then realizing that there were other people in the room. "Everyone! GET THE FUCK OUT!" Melissa screamed and proceeded to shove the medical staff in the general direction of the door.

The medical staff did not bother arguing. Melissa was the very air of authority. She cowed even the bravest attendant and once the staff was gone, she turned to Sophie. "You, too. I've got to do this."

Sophie looked indignant, "Alexander is MY master. If he is dying, then I have to attend him!"

Melissa glared, "He saved MY life! If he needs sustenance to get better, I'm going to repay what he did for me!"

Sophie did not budge, and Melissa seethed. "Get. The Fuck. out." she said, baring her sharp teeth. The bat girl retorted by displaying her fangs, the two females glaring at each other with as much contempt for the other. Melissa was trying to intimidate the young bat as she had the others, but Sophie was unmoving. She'd pledged herself to Alexander, and by god she was not going to let some fox bitch keep her from her master.

It was when one of the machines attached to Alexander started to beep that both girls looked to the inert pile of tentacles with concern. Sophie and Melissa looked back to each other with a softened expression. They both knew that every second they spent arguing only brought Alexander closer to death. "Look, neither one of us is gonna back down so let's just.... do it together." Sophie said.

Melissa's eyes went wide, "W-what?!" she stammered. "But... I..." she looked toward Alexander, and seemed to steel herself. "All right... The more electricity we can give him the more chances he'll live, right?"

Sophie nodded, unsure but willing to try. "Right."

The two girls moved to either side of the stretcher, and then proceeded to stall. Melissa blushed a bit, she'd not experimented with another woman since college. And even then, it was just heavy petting.

Sophie, however, was used to being naked around girls. Her time in prison had long since desensitized her to it. She disrobed quietly, disregarding Melissa's eyes sweeping her form. She was used to being eyed up, though she did not mind Melissa. It did not carry the predatory overtone that she was used to getting during her incarceration. The foxgirl was just curious, giving in to that base desire to compare herself to Sophie.

Sophie took the lead as Melissa slowly started getting undressed. "His slime is what helps him, he can't gain much through your fur..." Sophie explained. Melissa nodded in understanding, "That's why he's always coating me in it..."

Sophie nodded, taking one of Alexander's limp tentacles and holding it. "Find one that's still slimy and try to get as much of it on you as possible." the bat girl explained as she rubbed the tentacle through her fur. She rubbed it on her shoulders, remembering where Alexander always caressed first. Melissa ran one of Alex's tentacles along her creamy bellyfur. Alexander seemed to stir and the tentacles in the girls' hands seemed to moisten. "He's responding!" Melissa said with an air of hope. Sophie smiled and nodded, running her hands along the tentacle, scooping up a handful of slime and rubbing it along her arms like she were soaping in the shower.

"Just keep rubbing it on you, I think he's beginning to wake..." Sophie said.

Two tentacles shot out from Alexander's mass to wrap around the necks of the two girls. Melissa began to scream and was promptly cut off by the tentacle squeezing the breath out of her. "A-A-Alex!" Sophie choked against the assaulting appendage, "It's us!"

Alexander was unresponsive. More tentacles snaked out from his mass. He was gaining energy from the fear that coursed through their systems, through their skin and into him. Their pounding hearts and surging adrenaline was a fresh drink of water to a person dying of thirst. Alexander drank of it in a desperate bid for survival. Both girls tried to relax as they felt the familiar sensation of tentacles creeping up on them. Alexander seemed to take hold of his usual places, as Melissa and Sophie felt his tentacles slowly coil around their ankles, wrists, and waist. His tentacles were cold, and it caused them to jump a bit as the tentacle monster snaked his appendages around them.

"Aah!" Melissa gave a cry as she was suddenly wrenched upward and held aloft. Sophie remained bound where she stood, feeling the tentacle around her neck slack enough so that she could breathe. The bat girl watched as more tentacles snaked out and seemed to drip slime all over the foxgirl in front of her until she was completely coated and dripping with Alexander's slime. She saw two tentacles go forth to slither in between Melissa's pawtoes. More tentacles came out, these very thin compared to the ones he usually fed from them with. These took up positions at various points along the foxgirl's body. The back of Melissa's knee, the sides of her waist, the inside of her thigh, and the pits of her arm. Two thin tentacles slithered out to the arch of Melissa's feet and proceeded to press themselves up against the vixen's foot, and move up and down.

"Hehe... Alex, that tickles. Hehehehe.... Haha.... Hahaha, stop it, Alex.... Alex!" Melissa's giggling laughter rang out as she felt her feet being tickled at a steady pace. She squirmed against the tentacles holding her aloft, but it was not no avail. The tickling tentacles continued their assault on the sensitive parts of her feet without remorse. "Hahahahaha! Alex! Oh god, Alex! Stop it! I mean it, hahahaha!"

It was then that Alex upped the ante. The tentacles at her sides, armpits, inner thigh, and the back of her knee all began to press themselves against her sensitive spots, and proceeded to rub. Melissa was in a blissful agony. No matter where she thrashed and squirmed, the ticklish torture did not relent as her giggling laughter rose to a fervorous pitch. "HAHAHA! OH GO-HAHAHA! Alex! Ale-HAHA! STOP! PLEASE! HAHAHAHA!"

Sophie could only watch the foxgirl get tickled until the point where tears flowed freely from Melissa's eyes as she laughed. It wasn't that she was crying, but her mind simply could not take the sensations. Her eyes watered as she was forced to endure what seemed like an eternity of her tickling torture. Alex, however, did not seem to want to let up. He tickled and tickled and drank the foxgirl dry of every ounce of electrical energy that was coursing through her body as she endured his agonizingly subtle attentions. Sophie, however, was not forgotten. Watching the torture left her flushed and heated. She was anxious, wondering if the spectacle before her meant that she was next, or did something worse await her? Her mind was awash with fear, intrigue, hope that Alexander would get better, and a little bit of jealously regarding the foxgirl.

Just as it seemed the moment were stuck in time, Sophie helplessly bound by Alexander's tentacles, and Melissa being endlessly tortured, did Alex seem to press forward with his meal. Melissa slumped to the floor, covered in slime and bearing nowhere near the amount of energy required to do anything else but slump on the floor. "Ohhhhh, FUCK yes..." Melissa moaned. It seemed that amidst all the sensations that Alexander wracked her body with, the foxgirl managed to get good and aroused. "Fuck me, Alex..." she begged as she lay in a pool of slime, her body spent but begging for more. Sophie watched as a few tentacles snaked out to oblige her request. Two tentacles entered her already-slick nether holes, burying themselves into her wet pussy and aching ass. Her body entirely exhausted, she could do little but lie in the pool of slime and allow Alexander to take her. And take her Alex did. Melissa even felt something brushing against her lips, and wearily opened her eyes to see what it was. Alexander hovered the tentacle expectantly in front of her face, and Melissa was too happy to oblige. She accepted the appendage into her mouth and eagerly sucked as she was pistoned in both holes below.

It was then that Sophie felt herself being lifted up. The show was over, and now it was her turn. Sophie felt herself pulled into a reclined seating position, held aloft with her arms bound high over her head, her legs spread wide open. She felt Alexander's tentacles coiling through her toes, sliding in between them in an alternating fashion. She felt his tentacles start rubbing her feet, soft at first, and Sophie enjoyed the massage. Alexander increased the pressure and Sophie felt the first bits of a tickle pulse through her legs. Alexander seized this and pressed on her feet in earnest, rubbing without abandon and causing Sophie to giggle uncontrollable. "Hehehehehehe, Alex... Hehehe..." she knew it was pointless to protest, and just accepted what her master was going to do to her. She felt a small brush against her chest, and looked to see a rather thin tentacle gently flicking her erect nipples. "Mmmhmhmn..." she moaned, still giggling as she was pleasured. Alexander kept attention on her feet as more tentacles came to bear.

One tentacle in particular formed a little suction cup and attached itself to Sophie's clit, stimulating her with a gentle suction that was as frustrating as it was pleasing. Sophie began to relax, but Alexander still seemed to have other plans. More tentacles than Sophie remembered seeing on Melissa shot out to run along her entire body. No place on her body was left untouched, Alexander fully taking whatever he wanted of his feeder girl. Sophie felt all of her ticklish and sensitive spots being rubbed, no crevice of her form being untouched by the tentacle monster. A long, tonguelike tentacle set to lapping at her slick netherlips, and even felt a tentacle tickling her rear pucker. She moaned out through her booming laughs as she endured the delicious agony. Her stimulation did not cease. A constant, blinding, white-hot fog seared her mind until she could not think straight. Indeed, her vision seemed to blur as she was brought to orgasm from the subtle attentions her body was receiving. She screamed out in pleasure as her body tried to wrench itself away from the constant stimulation. Her muscles struggled reflexively, and in vain. The pleasure seemed to go on for eternity, and Sophie had long since lost the energy to struggle and lay there helplessly as Alexander tortured her with pleasure.

She felt the grip on her slack and she, too, was lowered to the floor to lay in a pool of the tentacle monster's slime. The tickling ceased, and Sophie moaned with her eyes closed as she didn't have the energy to do much else. She heard a deep, contented sigh, and looked up to see the cum-covered form of Melissa, sleeping soundly in the pool of slime, tentacles draped over her like a lewd blanket. Sophie smiled contentedly, "That was... amazing.... as always." she gave one final giggle before her eyes fluttered back closed. However, she felt something rubbing against her thigh. She craned her neck to look and saw three tentacles hovering over her expectantly. "Still not done, master?"

The tentacles gave no response.

"Yes, master." Sophie said and rolled over, spreading her legs to allow Alexander access to whatever he wanted. She gave a gasp as she felt Alexander enter her, the double helix of his tentacles entering her nethers with little resistance, the cum and slime providing no resistance as she was fucked deeply. Her mind faded into sleep as she was awash with the orgasmic pleasure of Alexander's attentions, and her world was enveloped in a blissful, black void.