I stabbed with my sword, hoping to get a killing blow.A tentacle wrapped around my vambrace. The panthopus jerked my arm to the side and twisted. I ga...ped in pain and my hand relaxed. My sword fell to the ground. I reached for my belt knife, but another tentacle wrapped around my other arm, growing tight, infecting me with more lusts.“Fuck!” I gasped, shuddering in delight. “Stop this!”The panthopus growled as its remaining two tentacles explored my body. They slid up to my naked breasts, the. ”“How? They don’t even know you’re a lesbian.”“They didn’t freak out when they found out about you. I’m not too worried about that.”“Then why haven’t you told them?”“Ugh, because,” she frowned. “They’ll expect me to bring home a girlfriend from school and I don’t have one. Plus, all the girls at my school aren’t really my type. Then I’d have to justify how I know that I’m gay if I don’t like any of the girls I know and I don’t want to have a talk with Mom and Dad about how hot I think women are. They underwent extensive mutations, their batteries forcing them to adapt and become new hosts that could handle the power surging through them.The first to change was their muscles, growing and toughening so fast and with so much force that they broke the subject’s bones, but that just served as the segue for their own evolution. The bones in their legs extended and they became digitigrades, meaning they walked on their toes with the soles of their feet raised off the ground, making them. But don't try to push your cowardice on me."Her mother tensed at her comments. "I don't appreciate you talking to me that way," she replied coldly. "Your father has done nothing but treat us well. He's provided for us all that we needed, and we've tried to raise you in the best way we knew how."Allison looked at her mother and smiled sympathetically. "Mom I hear what you say, but I don't think you really believe that. If that was true, than you would be the same person when he's around as you.