Annabeth awoke inside Rachel's cave feeling very groggy, as if she had just passed out. When she opened her eyes the first thing she witnessed was the redheaded oracle in a dark corner, her slim body cloaked in shadow wrapped up in tentacles. Annabeth's eyes widened in shock as she witnessed the young woman being forced to drink the tentacles cum down her throat while another thrust into her bare pussy. The girls desperate moans echoed around the cave, muffled by the creature cradling her naked body.
The blonde demigod rose to her feet and quickly got her bearings, finding Clarisse strung up against a wall unconscious. She quickly sprinted over to check on her, discovering her skin covered in dried cum and sweat, her breathing shallow. But she was alive. She recalled the last memory she had, finding Rachel stumbling out of the Apollo cabin mumbling something about "the weaver" before something grabbed them. Her brain recalled the sensation of snakes coiling around her, squeezing tightly until she fell unconscious? The tentacled monster must have subdued her then carried them both back here.
Just as she finished processing everything in her head, Annabeth looked up to find the creature she'd been looking for all night hovering before her. Rachel sat slumped in the corner, her head rolling lazily forward. She seemed unharmed despite just being raped. The creature drifted closer to the demigod, it's tentacles reaching out towards its next victim, remembering the girl from the night before. It will be happy to indulge itself on her pretty little frame.
Annabeth stood her ground as the creature drifted closer, staring back at it with fierce stormy grey eyes. "Fuck me" she said.
The creature froze. It was not expecting such a response. It expected her to panic, cower in fear. But instead she stepped forward, lifting her T-shirt over her head to reveal her bare next and round breasts.
"Fuck me" she repeated, her voice trembling with anticipation. "I need you. I remember you from last night. Remember your cock. I need it. Percy doesn't compare, not after that. Please, fuck me. I'll do anything."
Well this was an interesting turn, it thought. It was used to its victims being scared, uncooperative, requiring it to inject its poison to force them to submit. Or in the case of it's proxy, repeated doses of its cum. It was getting tiresome. So it was refreshing to find a girl eager to submit. The creature almost granted her request, but it was curious. Curious to see how far this demigod would go.
It pulled away, and Annabeth felt her stomach churn. She couldn't be denied, not after all this. She needed it to fuck her senseless again. "Please" she begged. But then she saw Rachel rise sluggishly to her feet and walk towards them. Her eyes were vacant as the creature drifted aside, allowing the naked girl to approach the topless demigod, her blank face staring at the nervous girl. "Fuck…" Rachel muttered, her voice slurred. Annabeth looked her over and wondered if she had been drugged. She glanced at the creature, who was waiting off to the side, seemingly watching the exchange. It suddenly dawned on her that whatever it had pumped into her and rendered the oracle under the creatures control. Maybe it was trying to talk through her. "Fuck…" she repeated, her voice straining.
The creature hummed in annoyance. She was still resisting, even after her heavy dose of medicine. She was no longer a viable proxy. Yet it persisted until the girl finally did as she was told.
Rachel looked up at Annabeth in a drunken stupor, finally uttering "fuck…me."
Annabeth looked at the creature and saw it turn slightly towards her, raising a tendril to point at the girl. She understood what it wanted. She had to prove she deserved its attention. She didn't hesitate. She was so horny she would probably fuck the Minotaur if it asked her too. She grabbed Rachel by the head and pulled them both into a desperate kiss, finding mountains of the creatures cum on her tongue waiting for her intensifying her hormones drastically. Before long she and Rachel Dare were having sex.
The creature sat and watched patiently as the two sexy young woman made out with each other, ripping their clothes off fondling skin and hair vigorously. Annabeth was like an animal uncaged, pouncing on the redheaded oracle aggressively dominating the kiss, pinning her to the cave wall next to the unconscious Clarisse. Rachel limply submitted to her advances, the heavy dose of the weaver's cum making her head fuzzy and muscles heavy, leaving her vulnerable as the girl attacked her neck and shoulders with her mouth moving down to her breasts. She cupped the delicious mounds and squeezed them, sucking on her nipples until they were erect. She gently bite onto one of the nuns making Rachel scream, her pussy dripping with cum and juices. It wasn't long before the daughter of Athena was on her knees prying the girl's thighs apart to munch on her sex like a starving wanderer.
The creature hummed in approval as the oracle threw her head back, moaning incoherently in pleasure, her hands reaching down to grab her blonde hair tightly. Her hips jerked forward, grinding her pussy into Annabeth's mouth until she climaxed, drowning her in her cum. The demigod lapped it all up, licking her lips thirsty for more. She grabbed Rachel's hand and yanked her down to the ground, rolling on top of her making out feverishly. Their bodies rubbed together stimulating them both, their limbs a tangle of escasty.
Now was the time. The creature was satisfied with the girls display of conviction. Now it wished to be a bystander no more. It reached out with its arms, looping around their thighs pulling it closer, plunging four of its limbs into their holes. Both girls screamed from the abrupt penetration as their pussies and asses stretched to accommodate the thick phalluses. It could sense the redheads mind resisting, trying to break free of its tentacles. But the demigod relaxed around them, welcoming the creature as it delivered the release she'd been craving since last night."fuck me!" She cried looking over her shoulder, pleading for it to fuck her brains out. It was happy to oblige, pounding into their bodies relentlessly as the blonde girl grabbed Rachel's wrists, holding the squirming girl down so she could resist.
The weaver smiled. She might prove worthy after all.
The tentacles were not gentle, roughly thrusting into the young bodies deep enough to almost punch into their wombs. Their bodies shook and spasmed in a mix of pain and pleasure, their minds broken with overwhelming sensations. Rachel's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she nearly blacked out. Annabeth tightened her grip around the oracles wrists, cutting off her circulation, begging for the creature to fuck her harder and faster. It came inside their holes, filling their insides making them scream as they clenched around the tentacles. Rachel fell unconscious falling limp. Annabeth breathed heavily holding herself up on aching arms and knees, her demigod strength sustaining her much longer.
Wanting to test the limits of this hero the creature pulled her off the sleeping body, throwing her onto her back tying her to the floor, stuffing its tentacles back into her aching cunt and backside to continue fucking her. "Yes! Keep going!" She said rocking her hips in tune with them, opening her mouth wide to scream only for a third tentacle to shove itself down her throat. It wrapped around her body, squeezing her breasts, alternating between choking her and coiling around her waist to increase its pace, pushing her body to breaking point. She orgasmed three more times, each climax more painful and intoxicating. She continued to beg for more, however. Her appetite was incredible. Eventually she succumbed to exhaustion and the tentacles poured their cum into and all over her naked body, covering her in semen leaving her a sticky, swollen, battered yet satisfied mess.
It dropped her onto the floor and admired its handy work, examining the gentle rise and fall of her busty chest, her eyes closed as she meekly swallowed its seed down her throat. Belly was bloated but was returning to normal as more cum leaked out of her pussy. It waited. It wanted to see how long it would take her to recover.
To its delight, her eyes opened after fifteen minutes. She rolled onto her front groaning, her body pushing the last remnants of its seed out of her, pushing herself up on shaky limbs until she rose unsteadily to her feet. The demigod took a determined step forward, looking up at the floating creature with her stormy grey eyes. It didn't have a mouth, but it smiled nonetheless.
Yes, she would do nicely.
Reaching out with its arms, the long tentacles wrapped around the young woman standing before her, gently pulling itself closer as she kept her feet firmly planted. She trembled as its arms coiled around her body, exploring her skin affectionately, her gaze fixing onto the floating creature showing it she wasn't afraid. But as it brushed her blonde hair out of her eyes she sensed it meant her no harm. It liked her. Wanted her. She wanted it too. Ever since it first found her in the forest she could think of nothing else but it's embrace. Now when it's tentacles reached out to her she welcomed them, opening her mouth wide to allow its length access to her throat. When it came in her mouth, she drank it willingly, swallowing its poison becoming its new proxy. Her grey eyes took on a dull haze but her mind, curiously, remained clear. She wouldn't be a mindless puppet like the oracle was.
She looked up at the creature embracing her, its voice whispering in her head, it's will seducing her heart and soul. She smiled broadly, ready to serve the Weaver however she could without question.