I sighed in anticipation as I turned on the hot water, and I smiled as the hot steam filled the room and fogged the mirrors.
"Ah…a little R&R should help me deal with this galaxy-hopping thing…" I think out loud, and after looking around to make sure no one was there, I slipped out of my makeshift robes and settled into the warm waters.
"Pfft…I don't compulsively touch myself…" I mumble, remembering her diagnosis.
Okay, okay, maybe I do it a little. Or a lot.
Not my fault that I have a tendency to masturbate in my sleep. And when I'm watching a movie. And when I'm even at work. And maybe a little at lunch.
My thoughts turned back to that one time back when I worked at a cubicle, as an attorney, for a brief amount of time. That was the most embarrassing thing that I had ever experienced.
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I was wearing a white buttoned-up shirt with a grey short skirt. This was before I chose to get contacts, so I was wearing my glasses at the time. Whenever I had the urge to…relieve my horniness, I couldn't do anything else. I couldn't concentrate on one other thing. Not even sharpening pencils. So I was worried when I accidentally looked up porn while at work. Instantly, I was aroused and ready to go. So what was I to do? I had to get this project done, or I was screwed. So I quietly slipped my skirt and panties off, and had very quietly spent the time rubbing myself, attempting to relieve myself as quickly as possible.
"Kirby?" I heard someone say. It was Derek, the guy who sat across from me.
"Y-yeah?" I replied carefully and slowly, trying not to moan it.
"I was wondering if you could help me bring back a case file?" He asked.
"Ummm..n-now's not really the best t-time…" I managed to get out.
"It'll only take a minute. Besides, I'm sure you need a stretch." He pushed further.
"Okay, okay. I'll be there in a minute." I managed to get him to go away, and I reached down to retrieve my lower garments. My underwear and skirt were gone. I nearly screamed as I caught a glance of the girl in the cubicle next to me pick up a familiar pair of panties and a skirt. Thankfully, the skirt was unnoticeably inside-out, turning it green instead of grey, making it unrecognizable.
"What the—?" She muttered, and threw the panties and skirt into the garbage.
I nearly panicked. I had to get to a trash can two meters away and in full view of several people, literally half naked! And I knew the janitor was on her way to take the trash out in about seven minutes.
"A-Ahem. Sarah?" I managed to call out quietly.
"Hmm? Yeah, Kirby?" She replied.
"Could you pass the trash can? I seem to have accidently thrown something away…" I requested casually.
"Sure…just tell me what it is, and I'll get it. The janitor doesn't like it when we move the trash cans." She replied.
I was in pure panic now. I knew Sarah was slightly pushy, and a notorious gossip. I had to play it casual. I was even further agitated by the janitor magically appearing at the end of the room. I knew it took her at least five minutes to get here.
"I'll get it myself." I cheerfully replied.
"No, no, I can get it." She responded.
"Give. Me. The. Trash. Can. Please." I requested politely, yet forcefully and desperately.
"No." She answered simply.
In the end, I had to suck it up. I had already finished what I started, and my chair and the underside of my desk was soaked in my juices. After managing to dry myself off enough, I took a deep breath and stood up, strolling casually over to the trash can.
"AIEEEE!" I heard a woman scream before fainting, and that was it. The entire room had seen me. I smiled awkwardly, and retrieved my garments. As I walked back to my desk awkwardly, I ignored the wolf whistles from the guys and the scathing stares from the girls, and at least a couple oddly attracted looks from the girls. I dressed myself, and went to find Derek, who I should've been helping four minutes ago.
All in all, that was why I quit. I couldn't deal with the guys hitting on me constantly, and the girls making rumors.
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I cringed as I thought of that particular memory even as I moaned one last time and squirted more into the water. Thankfully, this bath had some sort of filter, who drained all the liquid from my activity, otherwise I'd be all sticky.
I saw two things that piqued my interest: a small bottle labeled BUBBLES, and the intriguing showerhead that hung above me.
"What that, I wonder…" I thought curiously, and carefully stood in the bathtub, retrieving the object. As I examined the buttons, one caught my eye.
It was a large button that was labeled with a earthquake motif. I gave it a press and it instantly started vibrating in my hands, the nozzle gently yet quickly quivering.
It was a vibrating showerhead. I had heard about these things from other girls that thought they were alone in the bathroom. I had never thought to try one. There was only one place to buy them, and I didn't relish going to that store. It was a small, shady little business called the Penetrator. I had gone in out of curiosity, and regretted it. The clerk made several insinuations, some of which included I was gay, and that I was a nudist. She had even tried to sexually harass me by tricking me into going into the back with her, and attempted to take off my clothes.
I had come back once in a while, mostly to buy the occasional toy. The vibrators there were extremely provocative, and extremely prejudiced against by the clerks.
I looked around cautiously, and lowered the showerhead slowly.
"Why not…might as well try it once." I reasoned irrationally.
It was amazing. I slowly touched it to my opening, and it instantly pleasured it. I finally penetrated myself and accidentally clicked the ultra-power setting.
"OHHHHH!" I yelped loudly, and started sinking back into the water as the little device fucked me extremely fast. As I sank, my juices dripped downwards into the filters, and I felt it also coming down my legs.
It reached the climax just as I sank down into the water fully. I moaned extremely loudly in the overwhelming pleasure, and felt myself squirt over and over as I managed to take it out of my now exhausted womanhood.
I sighed as I sat in the water, the after-pleasure cooling down.
That was when I saw it. At first, I knew I was seeing things after such a party. A small blue tentacle was slowly making its way up the drain towards me.
"What the—" I briefly started, and it suddenly moved forward like a bullet towards my pussy before I could stop. It penetrated me hard, and long. I was squealing in discomfort and pain. I could feel it slowly traveling through me, and I suddenly yelped in pain, as it started to cut into my sensitive sex, and doubled over in the tub sitting down as it shifted past my ovaries and uterus. The water was turning light red as my womanhood slowly bled. The feeling was not unlike my period, but I had already bled a week ago. It finally exited my sexual organs and pulled out of my womanhood.
"What the fuck are you?" I squealed in pain, clutching my bleeding pussy, and I gulped in sudden despair as two more tentacles appeared from the drain. I moved to get out of the tub, but they were faster, and the two wrapped themselves around my legs and pulled in a awkward fashion. I yelped in surprise as they spread my legs wide. The first tentacle began poking gently at my body, beginning at my bleeding pussy, and I struggled as it arrived at my ass. I continued to struggle even harder, but they were iron hard in their grip. I coughed in pain as the tentacle thrust itself up my ass.
"FUCK!" I whimpered loudly, and it continued to travel through my anus, and I began to drip blood from my mouth as it travelled through my intestines and arrived at my stomach.
"No, no!" I begged the tentacles, but they took no notice. I arched my neck back and puked all over the floor as it went further up. At this point, at least seven more tentacles had arrived and were beginning to poke and prod my womanhood. I managed to get a few words out as my vision blackened.
"…Please…no…" I whispered pleadingly.
They didn't listen. I finally screamed one last time as I felt a dozen tentacles penetrate me. My expression of pain was interrupted as the tentacle came out of my mouth and continued into the water, the length continuing through my anus and body.
I fell unconscious as the pain overwhelmed me.
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NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
I deeply apologize if this particular scene made you squeamish, but it is integral to the story, and let's be honest: we'd all love to see Kirby get raped by a bunch of tentacles.
Either way, I am sorry, and if you are still squeamish, you may want to skip the next chapter. It is entirely about the tentacle creature raping her, and goes into further detail.
THE UNDYING CRYSTAL