Each looked at the other for a moment, and then both burst out laughing."Okay, you first!" managed Stan. Elizabeth retorted, "No, you first!" with mor... laughter from both."Okay, okay, I'll go first," yielded Elizabeth. "I suspect my weekend wasn't as exciting as yours, anyway. James drove over to my place and we had a nice dinner. What with an aperitif before the meal, wine with it and a brandy afterwards he couldn't drive home, so he stayed overnight."Stan didn't say anything, but his eyebrows. The entire place shook with the force of it and the steel scaffolding leading up to the upstairs office rang like a bell."I think you got Bug's attention," Net said dryly. "She's demanding instructions."She? I wonder when Bug became a she?The blast had stunned everyone in the building momentarily, but it didn't take long for someone to start shooting. The suit outlined the shooter for me. I grabbed the gun he was holding first and ripped it out of his hands. I told the steel molecules that made. She didn’t stop sucking me nor taking me all the way down repeatedly. Angela was watching and whispered, “I can see her throat bulge! I’m going to feel him.”Quietly, I said, “I’m not going to hold back. I’m going to blast her throat.”Angela looked over hotly. “That’s what she wants. Give her your load! Bathe her throat! When you get hard again, I want you to fuck my brains out!”I blasted my load down Sylvia’s throat. She pulled back and her cheeks bulged as did her eyes. I kept shooting until I. Stacy screamed again and I looked to see that some of the tentacles had wrapped themselves around her wrists and ankles. They held her limbs immobile and she tried to pull away but seemed unable to. I stood frozen, in complete shock as I watched this scene unfold, and an instant later, tentacles had wrapped around my own arms and legs. The tentacles felt slimy and sticky against my skin and it further reinforced the repulsive, horrible nature of this thing, whatever it was. I tried to pull away.