Keri was wandering the halls aimlessly, absentmindedly, when suddenly she felt an unwavering urge to follow some unseen will. It was hard to describe, she just felt compelled to go to the lowest floors of the Rachelle Institute. Her shadow drew close, seemingly at odds with how the light should have shaped it.
She didn't even know there was a basement. The door was warm to her fingers, the doorknob felt smooth in the palm of her hand. As she descended the stairway, she could hear the unmistakable moaning of sexual pleasure, mixed with the muffled exasperations of someone being forced to suck on something long and hefty.
As her feet reached the bottom, the smell of sweat and sexual fluids was overwhelming. The air was teeming with a strong licorice aphrodisiac smell, mixing with the other harsh fragrances. Each lungful made her head feel all the more lighter, and more fuzzy. It was beginning to be a struggle, keeping her eyes open and focused. There was a strong temptation to simply lay down, and close her eyes, but Keri resisted, if only to see why she was drawn here.
This dungeon was much cleaner than the one belonging to the House of Contact, but still… It felt well used. There was a dominating atmosphere, it felt like something was pressing against her forehead, and pushing down on her shoulders. Her feet felt like she were wearing weighted shoes, each footstep was a challenge.
The shadows grew around her, helping to carry her forward so that she could get a good look around the room. At the center of the dark and humid chamber, Sena was enthralled. She was completely smothered in a bizarre display of tentacled monstrosities. Her legs were squeezed, her arms wrapped behind her back, while the entangled mass pulsated all over her body. Several tendrils were tipped with a large mushroom head and dripping with pungent juices.
Sena couldn't move, nor did it seem like she wanted to. There was such a variety of spasming coils filling her every orifice, that Keri was already wet just watching. Tiny slivers wrapped around her girlfriends nipples, even digging into her areola's, causing her veins to pop. The moment Sena's eyes glanced towards her, noticing Keri was in the room, she convulsed. Bright pink juices spurt from the corners of her mouth, while the tentacles ejaculated down her throat. Keri couldn't help but notice that Sena's nipples were changing color as well, growing a much more noticeable shade of red, while the same pink substance was seeping through them from the invading needle thin extremities.
"Like what you see?" Julie's voice whispered from behind her.
Keri was drooling. She wasn't even fazed that the woman had sneaked up behind her.
"Good girl," Julie chuckled, noticing her body's reaction. She strobed a finger up Keri's spine, from the base of her buttocks, all the way up to her shoulder blades, then flicked the back of her neck. "She's been enjoying herself for some time. Pretty soon, her transformation will be complete. But don't worry, I have something special for you as well."
Another mouth watering orgasm spilled out, this time Sena's muffled gasps were sharper from the thrills of ecstasy. Her legs shook violently as gallons of pinkish fluids erupted from her lower slit, causing her stomach to bulge! Much of it spilled out onto the floor, soaking everything beneath her. Keri wondered where all that supernatural spunk was coming from?
"Tell me," Julie rested her chin in the cup of Keri's shoulder, her cheek pressing firmly against her ear, "how would you like a special reward for all your hard work? You've taken Fynn's massive cock for several hard weeks. Look at you, you're all loose like a sultry whore."
Keri's nipples were now extremely perky. Her breathing had become labored. Sweat began strolling down her spine, and exploring the girth of her cleavage.
"I can make you tight enough to enjoy any cock in the world for the rest of your life. I can make that pussy of yours never dry, ready to receive anyone without a moments notice. How would you like that?" Julie's words were slick and sultry.
What does that mean? Keri's memory was slipping. She was so wet and horny already. Her inner thighs were soaked, drops of her lust was already mixing with the pinkish fluids on the floor.
Julie kissed the back of her neck. "There's just one thing I need from you…"
"Yes, older sister." Keri looked at her superior with fluttering eyes.
Julie smiled. "Simple, get on your knees and crawl over to her. Let the skitter ravish you. Give it permission to change your body, and in return… I'll make sure it doesn't corrupt you entirely."
"What?"
"What's wrong? Don't you want to share in Sena's pleasure?" Julie looked over to the woman seething with orgasmic bliss on the floor. "Don't you want to become the perfect little breeding slut for your superior sister?"
"Skitters…" Keri felt a rush of anger.
"Do you want to kill them?" Julie placed a hand on Keri's soft, but still lean, stomach. "Or would you rather just submit?"
"Do I want to… What?" Keri couldn't remember what made her suddenly so angry. She had a hard time remembering anything, in fact.
"You see," Julie chuckled, "there's no reason to fight. You are my sweet submissive little sister, after all. So why don't you get on your knees. Or do I have to order you? Is that what you want?"
Keri's legs were shaking so violently, the moment she started to go down, they gave out, and she collapsed hard on the wet floor. The sudden inertia caused her breasts to jiggle, and a sprinkle of white cream dripped from her sharp nipples. Her hands reached out, and as she got on hands and knees, her breasts hanged to the floor. Her flesh sank into the mush of sticky substances, sending her nerves alight, and her libido soaring!
"Keri," Sena's voice was thick from a throat full of tentacles. "It feels so goooood!" She jerked forward, her stomach clenching, as another climax overwhelmed her.
Keri crawled forward, her nipples rubbing against the floor, until she was finally within arms reach. A single snake like tentacle slithered up her arm, coiling around her wrist and exploring the length of her bicep. She looked around to see others seemingly spawning from the shallow pool surrounding her.
Julie stood nearby, watching in silence, as one by one, the tentacles began to explore Keri's naked body. Her clothes, what few she had worn, had been liquefied, leaving only her piercings and jewelry intact.
Just as they began roaming through the valleys and curves of her back and squeezing her breasts,
Julie withdrew a small rounded object from her purse. She looked at it for several seconds, then crushed it in her fist. A thick oily slime like substance coated her fingers, it appeared solid black in the light, but glowed a dark purplish hue in the dark. Goo in hand, she approaching behind Keri, and gently cupped her submissive acolytes gentle mound. Her palm pressed against her swollen folds, while her fingers dipped inside.
"You're so warm, no wonder Fynn can't get enough of you." Julie smiled, feeling around the edges of her inner muscle.
What is she? Keri could feel her fingers slipping deeper inside her fertile cove. They came with a wash of soothing pressure that quickly spread far and wide. Her entire body shuddered. Her heart began thudding beneath her breast. Sweat glistened down her backside, and dripped along the grooves of her abdominal muscles until landing on the floor.
Julie reluctantly withdrew her fingers, only after she was satisfied that the substance was spread thoroughly, then took a step back. She didn't even care that one of the slithering tentacles was traveling up her leg, and took out the slender metallic carton of cigarettes hidden between her cleavage. She opened it, took out a single cigarette, and searched for her lighter.
"C'mon, where are you." She patted the head of the tentacle that was now trying to glide into her cleavage. "No, not you."
"Sena," Keri moaned. "Is this a dream?"
Sena couldn't respond, her eyes were rolled back, and her mouth was too full. Keri could see the tentacle running down her throat flexing. It wasn't long before a similar swollen creature floated in front of her eyes, its smell causing her heart to quicken. She opened her mouth without thinking, and accepted whatever was coming next.
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Julie watched as Keri joined her sister in erotic jubilation; The tentacles squirming between her legs, reaching into her sex, and devouring her sense of reason. Keri ended up sprawled on her back, with her legs forcibly spread wide, and squirms latching onto her swollen teats. They were already growing fat as the tentacles consumed her milk, while stimulating her mammary glands to produce more at the same time. By the time they would be done, her milk would adopt new properties, likely laced with stronger aphrodisiacs and other mind-altering chemicals on top of any added nutritional value.
Keri's mind was also being altered; key memories being overshadowed, while new craven instincts were brought to the surface and pressed to the forefront of her personality. She would never disobey an order again, even after she was finished as a pawn. From this day forward, her fate was sealed.
Or so Julie hoped. In truth, one could never truly be certain. Not when dealing with such supernatural creatures.
Julie took a long drag of her cigarette, while stroking the small tentacle sliver that curled around her neck. Now all she needed to figure out was how to deal with Fynn once and for all. She no longer wanted to share her precious little sisters with him. And besides, there were better men to have babies with.