Smaller tentacles appeared between my legs holding my outer and then inner labia open while more tentacles were pushing up into my cunt, moving all ar...und inside me. They released a gel and massaged it all around inside me. When satisfied they withdrew only to be replaced by a thick tentacle which stretched me wide open. I felt my excitement rise again as my belly filled with the tentacle. It pushed and penetrated me repeatedly getting faster and faster, did not think I could take such a. "The sound of that voice caused the memories of the previous night to resurface and crash around her in waves of pain and fear and humiliation. She began to cower away from the dark figure in the doorway, but then forced herself to straighten and, pushing her fear aside, asked quietly, "Did you do this to me?" Yes," the voice answered simply.Alicia was quiet for a moment, the memories of the pain that this man had forced her to endure warring with the joy she felt over the changes that he had. ”Shannon raised a brow at me. “Who put the black lipstick on you, by the way?”I winced sheepishly. “Heather, of course.” I waved my hand vaguely. “She wanted to pretend to be Miss Ellie and things got a little, well, we were just dancing, you know.”Shannon sniffed. “I won’t say anything ... wild man.”Despite her tease, her words were heavy. I smiled sadly, but found that I had nothing to say.“All right, I’m going to take off, if that’s cool with you,” she announced. “I’m starting to fade big. Maybe it’s the high school senior who always gets picked on because she has twice as many pimples as the rest of the student body combined. Maybe it’s a middle-aged man who works down in the sewers fixing pipes and wading through… well… you know. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day.