I woke finally, and realized I was out of the tub, and had somehow gotten myself to the door. I felt like crap, not-so-mysteriously. My entire body ached and some parts were still slightly coated in the slime the tentacles had been exuding. I looked around feebly, and breathed easy as I noticed they were nowhere to be seen.
"Thank God…" I sighed in relief, and tried to stand. I felt like jelly, and was barely able to move. I slightly worried as I realized my hands were shaking very badly, and I was freezing, being still soaked. I readied myself to crawl.
"Maybe….maybe those two weirdo's are nearby…they can help." I hoped, knowing they likely weren't. I was lying against the bathroom door, and I could barely make out the exit out of the locker room. It would take a few minutes, but I could crawl across.
As I was about to start, I heard an odd, squirmy noise coming from behind me. I turned my neck, and gasped.
The tentacles had returned, and had formed into a human-shaped form.
"Do not panic, young female." It spoke inhumanly, as if multiple voices were saying the same thing at the same time.
That only served to panic me more. I felt faint.
"You are being given a gift! An honor!" It spoke quickly.
"And what honor is that, tentacles?" I spoke sarcastically.
"Do not call me that. My name is Androl, and I am a Mandragora. I am a mass of tentacles, yes, but I am much more." He sternly replied.
"But…why did you rape me?" I whimpered hesitantly.
"My apologies…I needed to see if you were fertile. The others…were unsatisfactory." He replied carefully. He gestured to the young woman that was lying nearby. She was naked as well, and showed signs of sexual abuse.
"She was…impure. She poisoned herself with such pills." He also pointed to a small bottle of medicinal tablets that I recognized as a special pill for women who wanted to get more out of the experience when having sex.
"So you killed her?" I asked, with a look of disbelief.
"No. She is quite alive. I just incapacitated her…until now." He corrected, and swiftly one of his tentacles, that had a barbed tip, injected her. She woke nearly instantly.
"Let me go, you freak!" She screamed loudly, perhaps trying to attract attention.
"This room is soundproof, Shela." He spoke disapprovingly.
She struggled briefly, and he slapped her. He spent another ten minutes preaching to her about the so-called poisons, and promptly executed her, by several tentacles entering her mouth and suffocating her. He carelessly let her corpse drop to the floor.
"What did you do to me?" I begged, looking at my shaky hands.
"I merely injected you with a slight paralysis poison, and some other substances." He replied willingly.
"What substances?" I demanded shakily.
"Oh, a few that will help the embryo grow." He stated matter-of-factly.
"Embryo?" I asked nervously.
"The one I'm going to implant in you. You are completely healthy, and are quite capable of feeding the offspring." He explained happily.
"You bastard! You're gonna impregnate me with some monster?" I protested angrily.
"It's an honor. Few are capable of carrying one. You will be remembered for your sacrifice." He soothed.
"Sacrifice?" I continued nervously.
"Once mature, the offspring will burst from your chest, killing you." He finished.
No way in fuck was I getting this embryo.
"Time to do it." He spoke, and began to approach.
I began to crawl. He was slowly approaching from behind, and I didn't have much of a headstart. In desperation, I managed to click the door button, and seal him in. The lock was easy to click as well, and I started, crawling as fast as I could across the room. When I had reached the halfway point in the room, Androl burst from the bathroom, having found the way to open it. I was gasping with tears as I went even faster.
It was no use. He stretched an arm, and wrapped the tentacles around my bare legs, and dragged me back. I screamed in agony as the hard floor scraped my nipples, and he flipped me over.
"Time to end this." He growled irately. I struggled as hard as I could, and he pinned my arms down. I sobbed as he positioned himself, and screamed as the tentacles subsided where his crotch would be, and an extremely long, uniquely shaped straightly pointed tentacle came out, accompanied by his testicles, which were the size of baseballs. I finally recognized it. The way the odd tentacle ended, in a mushroom shape, and how it strangely twitched, seemingly flowing with blood. I realized it was his erect cock, and it was much, much, much longer than any human penis I had ever seen. His testicles were odd; they were transparent. I could see his sperm swimming around in there, awaiting to meet my seed.
"Please…don't…" I begged one last time.
"Shut the fuck up." He replied, and thrust hard.
The length went into me as far as I went, and he went farther, jerking back and forth harder and harder. His ball sack struck against my ass, stinging painfully. I squealed in pain as I felt his tentacles gently anal fuck me. His "hand" tentacles spread joyfully, and began to fondle my breasts.
"Where is the opening here?" He wondered out loud, and I realized that he was looked to penetrate me in my tits as well.
"NO! Please, I don't have any holes there!" I begged.
He relented, but continued to fuck me there. Just to stop me from moaning, he also put tentacles in my mouth.
I moved erratically, but it was pretty uncomfortable. It was a hard metal floor, his length was in too far, he was squeezing my boobs too much, and he was going into my ass much too far.
Eventually, he groaned, and his entire body seemed to quiver. I tried to struggle, seeing this as an opportunity, but he was almost stronger. His balls were puffing up a lot, striking the sensitive skin between my ass and pussy like a steel hammer. At that precise moment, he let go of my mouth and exited my ass, before withdrawing the tentacles fondling my breasts. He roared for a few seconds, and his testicles emptied all he had into his cock, which in turn delivered it to me.
The sheer force of all that cum sent me shooting across the room as he literally cumshot me like a fire hose. In a few seconds, he was on me again. He shoved the tip into my pussy, and cumshot once more. I was sliding across the room, my lower body painted white. I cried as I hit the wall smartly, and he finally stopped for a moment.
"Agh…" I managed to cough.
He was upon me yet again. I protested as he drove his cock into my mouth this time. My heart fell as I realized he had only emptied one testicle.
In that single moment, he forced at least a gallon of cum down my throat as he cumshot my mouth. I couldn't even cough. He emptied into my mouth, forcing me to swallow mouthful after mouthful. And it tasted bad. Like bitter salt. Due to his size, the sperm was much bigger. The size of a tadpole. So I was literally feeling them squirming around in my throat, mouth, face, and pussy.
"adsafjh…afsdafgjdk" I coughed, spitting a bunch of cum out. I cringed as I saw the tadpole-like creature swimming in the white substance.
Androl seethed, and smacked me across the face.
"NO WASTE!" He yelled.
"FUCK YOU!" I yelled back.
He threatened to anally rape me again. So I humiliatingly lapped up the white liquid, and put the creature into my pussy directly.
"It is done." He finished approvingly, and promptly left.
I promptly puked, throwing up white cum everywhere.
I burst into tears, and fell over. As I lay in the huge puddle of white cum, which was slowly building, I masturbated, which released the massive amount of liquid from its place. I also occasionally threw up.
As I finished, I froze in place as I heard the sounds of footsteps. I knew a group of women used this room to shower and change for whatever they did later.
I staggered onto my feet, and managed to get a locker open, and slam myself shut inside it. The door then opened. I was wrong. A single woman walked in. She had black hair, and it was long, reaching down past her shoulders. She was dressed in a doctor's uniform. She walked down the lockers, and opened one. It was right next to mine. She stripped naked and dressed in a casual wardrobe, with a white shirt and brown vest, and a pair of red pants and brown boots.
At that moment, I realized I felt sick. I knew I was about to throw up another round of his cum. I tried to stop myself.
I failed. She heard the locker next to her throw up. I cringed in fear as I saw her shadow approach the locker, and her eyes looked inside.
