Tentacle Button Pt. 02

by SalaciousSatyr

story tags: tentacles, noncon, lesbian_sex, sci-fi, dickgirl

https://www.literotica.com/s/tentacle-button-pt-02


https://www.literotica.com/s/tentacle-button-pt-02

Sophie finds herself in captivity, but not helpless

Page 1 of 3 page(s) (19973 characters)

/Hi everyone. Well, I finally revisited Tentacle Button after all this
time. It might have some minor inconsistencies, but following up
something after 8 years is tough. I feel like I'm a much better writer
now, but this was a tricky piece to write. I hope you enjoy, and if you
don't, get in the comments! Tell me why. See you in a few days with
Gimme Shelter Part 2!/

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*Chapter Two*

The black abyss enveloping Sophie comforted her. She didn't dream, nor
was she fully aware of herself or where she was. There was nothing, and
that was okay. It gave her more time to sleep and rest, nestled up
against the void. Nothing could hurt her, and soon everything would be
okay.

When she next opened her eyes, it felt like years had passed by. Sophie
wasn't in her classmate Tsuki's shower, covered with the cum of a dozen
invading tentacles. She seemed to be in a lab of some kind, with
bright, glaring lights just outside of her plastic enclosure.

The bed beneath her was comfortable enough, but it was cold in there.
Everything was too chilly, and she began shivering immediately. Hugging
her knees to her chest made her realize there was something else wrong.
Her stomach distended out as if she was eight months pregnant. She felt
something inside of her shift and move.

"What the fuck," she croaked, mouth dry and voice all but gone. There
was a sink there, and she got up on unsteady feet and lurched over to
it. She turned on the tap and greedily scooped handful after handful of
water into her mouth, until she had her fill and felt even more bloated
than before.

Suddenly wide awake and no longer thirsty, Sophie had time to look
around. The enclosure was about the size of her room in the dorms, with
a toilet, sink, bed, and nothing else. Nothing to do, no way to tell
the time, not any hint of life or warmth, and God, she needed to warm
up.

An intercom crackled to life. "/Hello there, Ms. Meyers. Please do not
be alarmed. We mean you no harm, and have every intention of helping
you out of here as early as is safe. How do you feel?/"

Sophie blinked. How /did/ she feel? "Cold," she answered, assuming the
man on the other side could hear her. "Can we make it warmer in here
please?"

Silence, but the vents along the ceiling hummed to life and gusts of
warmer air blasted her. Breathing a sigh of relief, she sat on the bed
under the closest vent. "Thanks. Where's Tsuki? That bitch has a lot to
answer for!"

"/Ms. Takamura is here, and is being reprimanded for her carelessness.
You may see her in time, if that is your wish. We understand you were
something like friends./"

"Something like it," Sophie muttered under her breath. "How long have I
been in here?"

"/You've been asleep under our surveillance for three days now. Your
parents have been informed that you were in an accident involving
dangerous chemicals, and are being held in quarantine until we can get
to the bottom of things. Including the creature inside of you./"

She knew she should've been afraid, but fear was the last thing on
Sophie's mind. Her belly felt so incredibly full, and she felt
something moving around in there, but the only thing that she felt was
affection for the thing. A warm, tingly feeling that made her nipples
and clit throb. Memories of the shower heated her up better than the
vents could.

"I want to go home," she said. "I have rights."

Silence reigned for several seconds. Just as she was about to get mad
and start yelling, the man's voice came back, full of remorse. "/That
won't be possible, Ms. Meyers. We can't risk the creature getting out
in public. As it is, we have no idea how it's going to affect you. Your
life could be in danger. Now that you're awake, we'll be running
several tests on you./

"/For now, you must be hungry. Food will be sent in momentarily. Please
be patient, and do not attempt to escape or fight us. It will not end
well for you, and we/ will /prioritize the lives of our staff. Is this
understood?/"

The worst part was how sensible it all sounded. They were all
reasonable precautions and demands, but Sophie didn't give a rat's ass.
They were holding her prisoner, and had threatened her. She'd always
been a hothead, but now the rage wriggled inside her, making her want
to launch herself at the window to the rest of the lab. Before she
could, she was struck by a familiar feeling of emptiness. It was a
touch on her mind and emotions from too far to trace.

It soothed over the burning desire to break things, and whispered the
start of a plan. Rather than words, they came through pictures,
feelings, and memories, implanted directly into her brain. There was no
way the scientists keeping her hostage would ever know what went on
under the surface. Not until it was too late.

"I understand," Sophie finally said. "I won't try anything. Please, I'm
really, really hungry." It didn't take much to sound pouty and sad.

"/Sit back, and we'll send you something. I know how scary this must
seem, but we/ are /on your side, Ms. Meyers./"

"I understand," Sophie repeated.

Only a few minutes later, a person in a hazmat suit came up to the
enclosure with a rolling cart laden with a soup, sandwich, a bottle of
Gatorade, and some fruit. They opened pulled and a part of the
enclosure came out, perfectly sealed so as to not give her any chance
to get through. In the food went, then the person closed it up, sending
the food over to her.

Sophie got up and slowly walked over to the box. The person in the
hazmat suit stayed where they were, observing her. She paid them no
mind and picked up the tray of food and brought them back to the bed.
The smell of tomato soup and grilled cheese hit her with the nostalgia
of cold winter nights, and warming up.

Her stomach let out a wildcat yowl. The hunger had been fine until she
smelled it, and now she needed it. Sophie grabbed the sandwich and
dipped it into the soup before biting off a chunk and moaning around
it. It took maybe five minutes to clear it all, and wash it down with a
funky tasting gatorade. She didn't care.

"What's your name?" she asked, either to the person outside the
enclosure, or the man on the intercom. Whoever was listening and
willing to answer. Hazmat Suit shook their head with a shrug. They
wouldn't be revealing themselves, it seemed.

"Fine, fuck you then," Sophie said petulantly. She cradled her full
stomach, stroking the stretched out skin. Although she looked pregnant
and felt something inside of her, it didn't feel how she expected it to
be. There weren't any aches or pains, nausea, or anything like that.
She didn't even feel especially heavy or slowed down.

Wait, there was the heaviness. Sophie blinked, and the world went
fuzzy. Realization hit her as her consciousness slipped away. The
bastards had drugged her. "Fuck," she muttered before the fog took her.

Unlike the last time, she remained dimly aware of everything around
her. The enclosure opened, and Hazmat came in with the rolling tray,
the second layer came equipped with several syringes and needles, as
well as a few things like a blood pressure cuff and other devices to
measure her health.

"I'm sorry," a feminine voice said from the Hazmat, warped slightly by
the voicebox. "We can't take any risks. You'll wake up and be fine
soon, but I'm going to have to take some blood."

Sophie groaned and worked her mouth uselessly. After several seconds,
she managed to get out, "Tsuki?"

The figure bowed her head, either in acknowledgment or shame. "I
promise I'll fix this, Sophie. I'm so, so sorry this happened to you.
But you should've listened to me."

"Fuck...you..." she ground out. It took all of her strength but she
managed to roll to her back. That's when her strength left her
entirely, and she stared blankly up at the ceiling while her classmate
wrapped a rubber band around her arm, then drew several vials of blood.

Again, that feral anger boiled inside her. She'd repay this betrayal
with every violation and torment she could conceive of. That bitch had
gotten her into this mess with her stupid tentacle button, and now she
was her captive. The void called to her, and she promised she'd give
her classmate over to it as a gift when this was all over.

Ten, fifteen minutes later, Tsuki was done and retreated. Sophie
stopped fighting and surrendered to the fog, sleeping once more.

When she awoke again, she was calm enough, but faced something entirely
worse: boredom.

"Can I get a TV or something? Maybe some music? You can't expect me to
stay in here forever with nothing to do!"

The intercom crackled, and classic rock played, just slightly too loud
for comfort. Sophie sighed. "Something /other/ than dad music?
Something more recent?"

The music cut out, replaced by EDM. It was a little better, she
guessed. It reminded her of times in clubs with friends on the weekend.
Had her parents told anyone else about her captivity? Did anyone notice
or care? The thought depressed her and made her lay back down. The
music was as energetic as she wasn't, but it beat silence.

Grief hit her, for the life she'd lost. No matter what happened, she
knew that there was no going back to normal. She didn't even want it
back to normal, so long as it wasn't spent in a plastic cage. Sophie
sighed and tried to focus on the music and put everything else out of
her mind.

Her stomach lurched, and she cradled it protectively. Maybe it was her
imagination, but it looked smaller than it had earlier, and softer.
What was going on?

The day passed by at a crawl. Three different times she requested
different music, and was rewarded with, more or less, something she
wanted. A few hours later, more food came, but this time she didn't
trust it. Not until the intercom came to life and promised her not to
drug it. Her hunger took over and she devoured it, but they weren't
lying this time.

Eventually, the only thing left to do was sleep. Unlike the last time,
when she'd been out for a week. Sophie Meyers dreamed.

The world she stood on was a lush, vibrant place of all the colors of
the sunset, with a purple sky. Serpents slithered in the grass by her
feet, looking disturbingly similar to the twin tentacles that had
violated her and shown her pleasure she'd never dreamed of. Enough
pleasure to break her mind and remake it wrong.

She knew that then, in that special way dreams had of filling in the
blanks. She belonged to this planet more than earth now, but she was
caught between two worlds. But not for too much longer.

Sophie walked on, in the direction of a jungle filled with orange and
yellow topped trees and mushrooms the size of skyscrapers. Creatures
ran by, things out of the nightmares of HP Lovecraft, writhing masses
of appendages and squat, lizardly creatures with tendrils coming off
their back as they skittered by. Maybe the author had seen into this
world, and tried to warn everyone. Or maybe it was just a dream. She
doubted it.

The heat should've been oppressive, but it invigorated her, as did the
humidity. That dry, frigid feeling went away and she let herself
relax...mostly.

"Why am I here?" Sophie called out. "I received the plan, I think. I
know what I need to do, but not how. Please, tell me something."

She got her answer, but not in anything as clear as words. The grass by
her feet shimmered and two six foot long tentacles slithered through
the air. One was orange, the other green, and they were as thick around
as her waist at the base. Unlike the ones in the shower, they didn't
grab her and hold her in place.

They did, however, run along her body. The suckers kissed her skin, and
comfort radiated through her. Sophie wasn't alone. She'd never be alone
again, now that she'd made contact with the void and been granted its
gift. Her stomach, still round in the dream, lurched. The creature
inside her twisted, and a burning pain consumed her from the inside
out.

Sophie woke up screaming in agony and ecstasy. She clutched her rapidly
shrinking belly as the pain lit all of her nerves on fire. Alarms went
off, both in her head and in real life, complete with flashing red
lights.

She had only a bare awareness of it. All of her attention remained on
her belly as blood pooled between her legs. She screamed at the sight
of it, and a second later the enclosure opened. Three people in hazmat
suits burst in with a gurney. Two of them grabbed Sophie by the
shoulders and legs, and she was too weak and in pain to fight them.

They strapped her in and wheeled her out. Blood continued to ooze out
of her, but she knew it wouldn't be fatal. It wasn't what they thought
either, and she would've smiled if it didn't hurt so fucking much. The
last laugh would be hers.

The facility looked like every secret scientific compound she'd ever
seen in a movie, mostly blank white halls, glaring lights, and every
room seemed to be able to be sealed off in case of the worst. As Sophie
groaned in pain and her head lolled around, people on the other side of
windows stared with fear as she passed.

"I'm so, so sorry," Tsuki's modulated voice came from the side. "We're
going to get you help, Sophie. I promise."

"Your fault..." Sophie groaned. It was all part of the performance, the
plan. The little nerd's conscience would be her undoing.

They rushed her into a hospital, where they unstrapped her from the
gurney and strapped her back into a hospital bed. Her stomach was
nearly entirely flat now, with just the barest bump to indicate that
something had happened.

"What the hell happened?" a doctor wearing scrubs and a normal mask
demanded.

"We think she lost the parasite," one of the Hazmats said. "Looks like
a miscarriage of some kind!"

"See? It's gone. Let me go..." Sophie slurred. The pain was almost gone
now, replaced with an odd euphoria. Now she just wanted to laugh, and
run around. She pulled against the restraints fruitlessly.

The doctor frowned. "We need to sedate her if we're going to inspect
her."

"Not again!" Sophie really fought now, and two of the Hazmats piled on
her to hold her down. She looked at the third, Tsuki, with hate in her
eyes. Although she couldn't see the nerd's face, Tsuki backed away
slowly.

"I'm so sorry," she repeated.

But then a syringe went into Jane's arm and all the fight went out of
her. Her thoughts and breathing slowed down in seconds, and her last
conscious thought was how much fun she would have getting them back for
this treatment. Being sedated repeatedly over the past few days wasn't
fun.

The doctors ran more tests, including an invasive pelvic exam. She
wanted to snark about them not being her gynecologist, but she just
slurred and drooled over herself. The restraints remained, even after
the sedation wore off and she was left with her thoughts and anger for
company.

In some ways, it was better than being stuck in the room. Her body had
gone back to her normal slender, toned self, although now she had
purple stretchmarks across her middle. A surge of pride went through
her, at what she went through and came out of. The tentacles had
surprised her, but in the end they made her better. They completed her,
and any sign of that was something to be proud of.

Doctors would come in and out at regular intervals, no longer wearing
hazmat suits but just simple gloves, scrubs, and surgical masks. No
matter how many times Sophie tried to get their attention or ask a
question, they ignored her and focused on reading the machines she was
attached to.

She bided her time, knowing things wouldn't be this way forever. The
patience wasn't her own, but she happily borrowed it from the void
beyond. Her master had lived through eons in a thousand different
worlds. A few hours or days strapped to a hospital bed wouldn't stop
them.

It took another full day of sullen silence before Tsuki came back as
part of a group. She was a good half foot shorter than the next
shortest person, and most of the doctors and scientists dwarfed her.

"Hello Sophie," Tsuki said. Although the nervousness remained, she
sounded more confident than she ever had before. Maybe it was because
she was in her element. Maybe it was because Sophie was strapped to a
bed naked. "I've got some good news."

"And what's that?" she retorted. "You're going to put me out of my
misery?"

Rather than answer, the leader of the group cleared his throat. "Not as
such. We've been testing the air around you and your blood. You are
different than before, but as far as we can tell, you aren't
contagious. That means, if you're willing to behave, we can give you
more freedom around the facility. You will still be confined to a few
rooms, but it's better than an isolated bed."

Sophie stared him down. The voice was familiar. "You're the asshole who
got me to trust you, and then you drugged me."

The scientist shrugged. "I don't expect you to understand. We're
dealing with a being from another world here. We don't know anything
about it, other than it can create spatial anomalies and..."

"And it's a bunch of fucking tentacles!" Sophie snapped. "Trust me, I
got that. Your little teacher's pet over there saw what happened. What
about her, huh? Is she going to get in trouble for having that kind of
shit in her apartment? How often have you been using it yourself, you
repressed slut!"

Her voice had risen to a shout, causing several of the scientists to
back up. Not Tsuki though. She stayed where she was, frozen in place.

"Ms. Takamura has been reprimanded, and was nearly thrown off the team
and imprisoned for it. However, we feel that her familiarity to you is
an asset, and have given her a second chance. Trust me, we're not happy
with her."

"Oh, that makes me feel a lot better," Sophie snapped. The easiest way
to act was to genuinely feel things. She didn't have to pretend to be
frustrated and enraged, but a nudge from beyond reminded her to dial it
down. "Can you unstrap me now? And maybe give me some fucking clothes?"

A nervous laugh went through the group. The unnamed leader cocked his
head to the side. "If you can behave. Ms. Takamura wants to talk to you
in...well, let's be real, there is no privacy here. But in relative
privacy. I'll let her be the judge of whether or not you are released."

With that, he left and everyone else followed. Everyone except for
Tsuki, who remained a good four or five feet away. Sophie breathed in
and out, and tried not to glare too hard.

"I can't say I'm sorry enough," Tsuki started, "but at the same time, I
can't say I hate seeing you like this. You've been so awful to me all
year. You push me around constantly and talk over me. You mock me in
front of others. I /told/ you not to go into the shower, but since I
said it, you had to do the opposite. After I was doing you a favor."

The anger in her voice surprised Sophie. So the little nerd had a
backbone somewhere deep down. All it took was her being bound and
unable to resist or fight back. "So all that means it's okay for me to
get tentacle raped!? Fuck you, Tsuki. You deserved to be bullied. Your
little crush is as obvious as it is pathetic."

Tsuki took an unconscious step back. "C-crush?" Her voice shrunk.
"What're you talking about?"

The bound teen's laugh was harsh and sudden, driving the nerd back
another step. "Oh come on. You can't look at me without looking like
you want to drool. How often do you masturbate to me, Tsuki? You like
seeing me bound like this? Did you like seeing me get fucked by /your/
tentacles?"

Although her face was partially hidden, Tsuki visibly flushed. Sophie
writhed on the bed, grinding her hips forward lewdly. "You like that,
bitch? Look at the way you're eye-fucking me. Disgusting pervert. You'd
follow me around like a lost puppy, hoping I'd give you attention.
Well, I'm a captive audience now, aren't I? I bet the only thing
stopping you from doing whatever you wanted to me is the fact that
we're being watched!"

Tentacle Button Pt. 02

by SalaciousSatyr (UID 3742515)

https://www.literotica.com/s/tentacle-button-pt-02

Sophie finds herself in captivity, but not helpless

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Sophie knew she was right when Tsuki trembled, and tears fell from
behind her glasses, down her cheeks and over the mask. "I...You're
beautiful, but I never wanted anything like this. You were so mean to
me, but..."

"Ugh, pathetic. Look, are you going to let me out or not? Either let me
go or get the fuck out and leave me to rot."

Tsuki took a deep breath to steel herself, and then crept forward. She
undid the straps around her right arm and backed away. Sophie didn't
jump immediately, but she did use that to unstrap her other arm, and
then her middle and legs. She sat up and swung her legs off the bed,
but didn't get all the way up.

"How many other people have had contact with these tentacles?" Sophie
asked, the question popping into her mind.

The other woman fidgeted, and it was clear she was debating with
herself over how much to tell her, if she said anything at all. "Three.
You, another person, and...me."

"I fucking knew it!"

"Not like that!" Tsuki protested. "It was in this lab. It made contact
with my skin, and it injected me with something. We sent them away and
did tests. It was..."

Sophie understood. She'd been injected with the same thing that set her
body on fire and made her a more willing and physically responsive
participant. It mattered to the entity on the other side, who seemed to
have a ravenous hunger for sensation and emotion.

There were a million questions she could've asked, but the memory made
her body awaken. It was still too cool in the infirmary room, but Sophe
radiated a growing heat. Her nipples hardened, and she wet her lips.
"You must've been in a state after," she said quietly.

Tsuki just nodded.

"They worked me over for hours. I passed out several times, and it
still didn't feel like enough. How many times did you have to
masturbate, Tsuki? And how many times did you touch yourself to me?"

"...A lot." She couldn't meet Sophie's gaze. "I'm s--"

"Yeah, yeah, you're sorry." Despite her words, her tone softened
considerably. "Can you promise me that I can go home, eventually?" More
than anything, she needed to be out of this lab and back into the
world. She needed to be able to be free enough to spread around.

Tsuki sighed. "I don't know. You've had more contact than anyone, and
you...you're physically changed, Sophie. You don't look like yourself
anymore." Without needing to be asked, she brought out a hand mirror
from a nearby counter. She held it up, and Sophie got a good look at
herself for the first time in over a week.

Her eyes were purple now, and almost glowed. Her lips were fuller, and
her hair longer and tangled like that. When she gasped, she saw her
tongue was different too. It was also purple and pointed. She extended
it, and it went out four inches. How had she not noticed any of this?
Compared to her new ability and the master's call, it was mild,
but...she loved it.

"I look good," Sophie said with a growing grin.

"What?"

"How do you like me now, Tsuki?" She extended her tongue again, and was
gratified to see the girl's eyes widen in awe. It was more dexterous
now too, and she gave the air a lick before drawing it back in. "I bet
you want me now, more than ever, huh?"

Tsuki turned away. "You'll be transferred to new quarters, and will
have access to TV and music of your choice, but you won't be able to
use the internet or call anyone." She walked away, and Sophie let her,
watching her diminutive figure go through the door.

The others did come for her, but only after she had enough time to
think, plot, and scheme. She knew what she was going to do, the trick
was finding the right time to do it. Tsuki would never see it coming.

Her new quarters were as dull as could be. Everything was the same
bland shade of beige, but it beat hospital white. She had a small bed
in the corner, a couch and TV on the other side of the room, a full
bathroom, and a kitchenette. It was almost like a midrange hotel room,
or maybe a studio apartment.

She went to the bathroom, took a brief shower, and grabbed the clothes
set out for her on the bed. They were just granny panties and a stiff,
floral dress. It would cover her, but the fabric itched and reminded
her that she was a prisoner. The lack of Youtube also did, though she
supposed she could've used the chat to call for help. Not that anyone
would believe her.

Sophie spent an hour watching some trashy reality TV while brushing her
hair with the world's cheapest brush. Food came, and this time she got
to have some bad cafeteria pizza. It was edible, and that was all she
could say about it. Before bed, some doctors came by and did some
readings of her tongue, including getting a tissue sample that hurt
like hell, before she slept for the night.

It went on like that for a few more days of excruciating boredom. It
tested the patience her master instilled in her, but she never lost
sight of her mission. The compulsion planted in her mind wouldn't let
her, and Sophie felt an odd gratitude to the void for not giving up on
her. Not once did she ever question this loyalty or affection. It was
the only thing she had in captivity.

Eventually, it did get to her. Being alone for most of the day drove
her nuts, even with the touch of the void on her mind. She needed to
get out, needed to do something to escalate things and fulfill her
purpose.

She ended up breaking down crying.

Maybe it had seemed odd to them, that she hadn't cried once since
waking up, but now that she sobbed, the intercom buzzed to life once
more. "/Are you okay, Ms. Meyers?/"

"I wanna go home," she moaned. "I'm so scared, and I don't want to be
here anymore. I'm so /alone/."

Pause. "/Do you want a companion, or someone to talk to? We cannot
spare people every waking moment, but we have neglected your needs as a
person, and will rectify that./"

"Can...Can you send Tsuki? I'm pissed at her, but she's..." her breath
hitched in her chest. "She's the only one here I know!" Another wail
followed.

"/Only if she agrees to it, but I'll see what I can do./"

Perfect. Sophie sniffled and shook with silent sobs, but she soon
settled down and cleaned herself up with the bathroom sink. She waited
on the couch with a movie still in theaters playing when her friend
came in. This time, it was in her normal lab coat and clothes
underneath. She didn't wear the mask, or any other protective gear.

And she must've noticed the look on Sophie's face, because she said,
"We've run a bunch of tests on you, and while you're changed, your
health is fine and your readings are normal. We've tried using your
saliva and...other fluids to see if they affect other living creatures,
and so far, nothing. Whatever happened to you, it may have been
prematurely aborted by the entity on the other side of the portals,
since you've been in captivity.

"I might've saved you from becoming...something else. I hope one day
you won't hate me anymore." It took a lot for her to say it all, and
she waited, standing in the hallway by the TV, for a response.

Sophie couldn't have planned it better if she tried. She offered a weak
smile to the shorter girl and let out a sigh. "I've had a lot of time
to think. And you know what I've realized?"

Tsuki leaned in closer to hear over the TV. "What?"

"I know why I bullied you the past year. And it's really embarrassing."
Sophie looked down, laughing awkwardly.

Maybe it was her imagination, but Tsuki seemed to stiffen. "Why's
that?"

Sophie looked up and around. "They're listening to us, right? And
watching us?" She looked down again and tried to will her cheeks to
burn.

"Y-yeah, mostly." Tsuki paused, then lowered her voice. "I convinced
them to not bug the bathroom. It's the best I could do for you, and I'm
sorry it's not more."

Good enough. She couldn't move too fast, or it would spoil anything.
Sophie took a deep breath, and let it out. "All that attention you paid
me...I liked it. I hated that I liked it, because I didn't understand
what was going on with me. So I bullied you...because I like you."

Tsuki trembled and swallowed hard. "You do?"

Too easy. "Y-yeah. When I was in the shower, and the tentacles
were...you know. I kept hoping you would show up and save me. And you
did, eventually. I was mad because I was scared, and I still am."
Sophie breathed hard and mirrored Tsuki, swallowing as well. She
couldn't cry on command, so she had to look like she was just barely
managing.

The other girl reached forward, then stopped short. "I wish you
would've said something. I wasn't going to. Too scared of...well, you."
She smiled wanly.

Sophie exhaled. "I'm sorry. So, where does that leave us? Where do we
go from here?"

"I don't know," Tsuki admitted. "I don't know what we /can/ do, until
you're out of here. For now, maybe we can talk and see what happens.
How are you doing now?"

"Scared. I showered earlier, and I nearly had a panic attack and
stopped it early. Now I feel gross and too scared to use it again. Do
you think...No, that's asking a lot."

As smart as the other girl might be, she was lovesick and unused to
manipulation. "What? What can I do?"

Sophie turned towards the bathroom. "Look, I know this is fast, and
could be uncomfortable, but could you watch while I shower? Just in
case the tentacles come back?"

She could see the war inside the scientist's head, and the way the
gears turned. At a guess, her first instinct was to say no, or maybe
ask someone else. But then there was the attraction, and the guilt.
Approval touched her mind, and she wanted to lean into it.

Tsuki's resolve crumbled. "Would you give me a minute? I need to ask
for permission, but I think I can swing it."

"I really, really appreciate it. It was...scary, and painful, but the
worst part is how good it felt. But you know how that is, right? You
had a taste." Sophie looked pointedly at her.

She shuddered violently. "Yes, I remember. I'll never forget it. Give
me just five or ten minutes, and I'll be right back."

After she was gone, just to keep selling it, Sophie hugged her knees to
her chest and rocked back and forth. She'd been all over the place as
things settled, but now that her goal was in sight, it was easier to go
along with it. It wasn't that she was a good actor, so much as none of
them knew her, let alone what she'd become. Especially not Tsuki.

It took closer to fifteen minutes, and for a second, Sophie wondered if
the higher-ups had an inkling of her plan. If they did, how would they
stop her? She shook it off and stood as Tsuki came back in with a
sheepish smile.

"They said it's okay, but I have to leave the door open. There are no
cameras pointing in the bathroom, and I got them to turn the mics off.
Is that okay?"

Sophie took a risk and charged Tsuki. The girl stiffened before she was
pulled into a massive hug, her head cradled between Sophie's breasts.
She still inhaled and let out a shuddery breath, while the taller woman
stroked her hair. "Thank you. I promise, I'll try not to keep you too
long."

They broke apart, and Sophie's hand trailed down Tsuki's arm until she
took her hand and pulled her along. The bathroom door she left open a
crack, and the sucker was too caught up to notice or care. "I'm not
going to lie," Sophie whispered, "I want to pay you back for how good
you've been, and how bad I have."

"That's really not necessary," Tsuki started, but then Sophie pulled
the dress over her head. More than ever, she took pride in her
appearance. The purple in her eyes and across her stomach were
eye-catching, and sure enough, the Asian girl's eyes roamed over her
hungrily.

Next came the panties, and she took her time in bending over and
shimmying out of them. When she straightened, the gray material slipped
down around her ankles, showing off her smooth, waxed pussy. Looking
right as Tsuki, she licked her lips. "Is...do you like what you see?"

The scientist nodded mutely, licking her lips. She didn't know where to
look, and she spent several seconds drinking in Sophie's tall, sleek,
nude form. Her hands clutched at the air, and for a second, the
temptation to invite her in the shower with her struck the brunette.

She didn't, of course, and instead turned on the shower. She faced a
wince, but on the inside sighed in relief at the increase in heat and
humidity. Every so often she touched the stream, yelping that it was
too cold, until it was finally the perfect temperature. Sophie went
under the water and let it cascade down her body.

"It's okay so far?" Tsuki asked in a daze.

"It's perfect," Sophie replied. She leaned against a wall and
concentrated. The multi-hour fuck-session had changed her for the good,
and her master eagerly awaited on the other side of the flimsy material
between dimensions. His power pierced the veil from the void. On the
wall behind Tsuki's head, a long, red tentacle grew from the wall.

It waved in the air, getting used to this dimension. Unlike the ones
Sophie had summoned over a week before, this one shared in her senses,
and vice versa. It knew where Tsuki was, but it didn't strike. Not yet.

"Hey Tsuki...Have you ever thought about what it would've been like to
be in my position? And to get fucked by all those tentacles?" She
smiled wide, predatory even.

"I...Maybe a little," she admitted. "It looked terrifying, and I can't
imagine what it was like for you."

Sophie nodded. "Well, you won't have to imagine for long."

"What?"

Sophie motioned with her hand, the tentacle above Tsuki reached down
and wrapped around her throat. She tried to scream, but it came out as
a gurgle. The tentacle pulled, and kept the girl on her tiptoes.

"Sorry Tsuki, but you're right. I /have/ changed. And I think it's time
for you to change too."

The look on her face was priceless. Fear, realization, and shame. Tsuki
grasped at the tentacle weakly, but it didn't budge. The air shimmered
and two of them emerged from the floor, spiraling around the girl's
legs before slipping down into her pants. They pulled them down,
revealing something Sophie had never expected: a tight thong.

"Well, well, well," she said, bursting out laughing. "What do you have
there? I like it, Tsuki. It's kind of hot." She sauntered forward and
put her arms on either side of the girl against the wall. Sad, brown
eyes looked back up to her with both fear and lust. "I'm going to give
you everything you wanted, and then some."

Then she pressed her lips to Tsuki's. At first there was resistance,
but then the teen's mouth opened enough for Sophie to press her tongue
inside. She dominated her lover, caressing the soft muscle before
plunging her own down the girl's throat. The vibrations of the muffled
scream tickled. The tip of the tongue opened up and deposited her
poison.

Tsuki's body convulsed, and Sophie drew back. Purple fluid dripped from
their lips, and the light went out of the bound girl's eyes. Sophie
laughed.

"Yes, just give into it. It's going to feel so good when you surrender
yourself to me." She leaned forward and kissed Tsuki's cheeks, one
after the other. "You and me are going to have /so/ much fun. I owe you
for a lot, nerd, and I'm going to give it back with interest."

Sophie stepped back and motioned. The limbs on the ground pulled her
legs apart, and a third one emerged between them. The long, snaky
tendril pressed its bulbous tip against her planty-clad pussy and slid
across it. Tsuki shivered and tried to move, but she was well bound.
Her hands were free, but could do nothing to save herself.

It was so easy to direct the tentacles, after having been violated and
completed by them. Sophie had an intimate understanding of how it would
feel, and what to do. Another gift, granted to her by the master. She
conducted them, summoning two more that slipped the girl's lab coat off
her shoulders and tossed it to the side.

All five limbs worked in unison, stripping Tsuki down to nothing. The
panties went off, showing a little patch of dark hair, slick with her
desire. Her shirt was harder, and the tendril around her throat
released her long enough to pull the material over her head. They
couldn't be ripped, that would make things too obvious.

Tsuki opened her mouth to scream for help and the tendril filled it,
cutting it off before it could start. It went down her throat, where it
would pump her full of its viscous seed, preparing her body for what
was to come. Another flick of the wrist and the tentacles around her
legs spread them wide.

Sophie had never been particularly attracted to women, even if she had
gotten drunk and made out with friends before. It was more for
spectacle, to drive the boys with them crazy. Now, seeing her victim's
skinny, delicate body held up by her tentacles, she understood the
appeal. Her master's desire was her own, and her master /loved/ women.

"You're so beautiful like this," she whispered before closing the
distance. The girl was nearly flat, and her skin incredibly pale, but
her nipples stood out and begged for attention. She ran her hands along
her breasts before tweaking the hard nubs.

Tsuki cried out around the invading tentacle and jerked, legs trembling
with fear and anticipation. "You'll be the master's first bride. You
are so, so blessed." Sophie buried her face against that slender, pale
neck and bit down. She licked, long and slow, going up Tsuki's face
before she stepped back once more. "But first, we need to prepare you."

The long, thin green tentacle between her legs ran its bulbous head
against her sex. Long, slow swipes that made Tsuki jerk each time it
ran across her overly sensitive clit. It did this three times, Sophie
directing the action like a conductor at an orchestra. Then it bunched
up, pressing up against her entrance. At first it looked too big to
fit, but a sharp effort and the girl's cunt stretched open.

Sophie bit her lip at the scene. It made her jealous. A whisper in the
back of her head gave the permission she needed. They'd both have fun,
as a sign of their master's favor. All around them, dozens of places
along the ceiling and wall wavered and tentacles burst forth. Small,
serpentine invaders that would bite and latch on.

A girthy purple appendage formed underneath Sophie, quickly becoming a
living chair for her. It and others joined together to support the
woman as she reclined in the air, legs spread and showing her own
heated, slick arousal.

Tsuki's glassy eyes stared forward and she gurgled around the tentacle
in her throat. Bulges formed as it filled her belly more and more, and
then withdrew with a wet pop. Despite her mouth being free, she did not
cry out, even as the tentacle filled her and kept pressing.. Her
glasses hung askew on her face, and she panted for breath, gasping as
the spongy head battered against her deepest depths.

"Beautiful," Sophie whispered again, eyes locked on the obscene bulge
in her prey's stomach, moving as the invader pulsed in time with her
racing heart. Everything in the room was linked to her, and she could
feel it all. The hot, humid air, the cold tiles of the linoleum, and
what it felt like to penetrate a tiny Asian girl. Her cunt clenched
with need.

Tentacles answered her call, wrapping around her limbs. The suckers
kissed and bit into her skin, just gentle enough to not leave any welts
for the scientists to notice. Even in the fog of lust, she remembered
that much. One pressed up against her mouth and she accepted it gladly,
sucking on it lovingly. Just mere feet away, a serpent circled a tiny
breast and bit into Tsuki's nipple.

The girl shuddered and fell limp. The writhing nest of tentacles held
her there, limbs splayed out like she was on a cross. Her body
shuddered as a tiny orgasm hit her, and the pulsing deepened. The
invading tentacle kept its relentless assault, slow but steady, in and
out while Tsuki's abused cunt leaked purple cum, mixed with a tinge of
red from her lost virginity.

Tentacle Button Pt. 02

by SalaciousSatyr (UID 3742515)

https://www.literotica.com/s/tentacle-button-pt-02

Sophie finds herself in captivity, but not helpless

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Sophie moaned and her own directed a phallic, red monstrosity to
herself. She angled her hips and slammed down as it drove up into her,
hard enough to knock the breath out of her, but there was no falling or
faltering when she was this well bound.

She lost herself in the symphony of moving, wriggling tentacles as they
violated the two girls. Just as one tentacle would fill her, the other
would withdraw from Tsuki. It felt like they were fucking each other,
and it was more or less true. The two women were connected and Sophie
could almost feel the petite girl's pleasure as her own.

Her tiny, skinny body, so helpless in her grasp. Sophie moaned around
the tentacle in her mouth. Her phallic friend pistoned in and out of
her faster now, Tsuki's matching her growing pace. Suckers covered her
breasts and suctioned onto her nipples, and it joined in the cacophony.

The fire burned hotter, scalding, until Sophie's eyes closed and she
could still see and feel the room clearly. Every point of contact,
every hot, frenzied thrust built it up until she exploded inside,
cumming harder than she ever had before. Her entire body was a taut
line that snapped. The tentacles buried themselves as deep as possible
and flooded both their insides.

Tsuki jerked violently. The tentacles gave, and she clenched her legs
around the one fucking her. It pulsed and filled her with so much that
it flowed out and onto the floor. She tried to scream, but the thick
film of alien cum in her mouth muffled it. She fell limp, and
everything slowed to a stop.

She wasn't released so much as dropped and then caught and pulled along
the writhing mass of limbs up to Sophie, who felt drunk on power and
lust. The tentacles let her down and she licked her lips and
approached.

Tsuki lay on a bed of tentacles, arms bound behind her back and legs
spread wide. The serpentine mouth still sucked on her nipple, forcing
her breathing to quicken. She squeaked at the continued attention.

Sophie reached for the girl, and Tsuki flinched. It didn't bother her,
and she gently ran her hand down her prey's soft skin. She cupped her
belly and said, "You're about to become a mother, nerd."

It earned her a shudder, but it was hardly noticeable with the way
Tsuki writhed in place. Sophie's hand trailed down and cupped her
pussy. She ran a finger along it and licked the purple cum off the
digit.

"P-please no," Tsuki moaned weakly. "I'll do anything you want, just
please....don't."

"Hmm...Sorry, the master is quite clear. He's even going to let me do
the honors." Sophie grinned and spread her legs. It was like her sex
turned itself inside out. What was once a red, puffy pussy became a
short, girthy tentacle with a bell shaped head. It was an even darker
red than before, and the suckers looked like there were tongues in
them.

"Oh God," Tsuki moaned. Her entire body tensed up, and tears fell from
her eyes freely. Her glasses had fallen off after the first orgasm, and
she really was cute without them.

"No God here today. Just me and the master," Sophie whispered. She got
into place between the girl's legs, and her tentacock ran up and down
the well-fucked girl. It got her a high pitched squeal, before Sophie
pulled back enough to line up and thrust her entire length into Tuski.

The was as sensitive as her clit, and the feeling of hot, slick
tightness made her groan and thrust uncontrollably forward. Her cock
throbbed and pulsed, and the obscene bulge in the girl's belly was only
going to get bigger.

Pulling out was a sweet torture. Tsuki's tight walls clung as she
withdrew, teasing her and driving her to slam her hips forward the
moment she could. Tsuki cried out before Sophie leaned forward and
kissed her. The tentacles raised her up and gave her the perfect
position to fuck the Asian girl slowly but powerfully.

"Do you like it, Tsuki? Is it everything you dreamed of?" Sophie
whispered against her lips as slammed forward again. "You're mine now,
and I'm going to keep you as a pet and OH -- " The girl's cunt clenched
hard, and Sophie arched her back and buried herself all the way. It was
like a full body wave each time she slammed her hips home, pleasure
rising and hitting her before crashing back down.

She needed more.

Faster she went, rolling her hips forward. Sophie buried her face in
Tsuki's neck and latched on, sucking greedily where the girl's chin met
her neck. Her body shuddered and she thrust herself back at her lover.

The need took over, and Sophie abandoned herself to it. She understood
now, why guys sometimes went crazy and fucked like jackhammers. Within
minutes she did the same, tentacles holding her in position and moving
when she did, adding weight to each thrust. The faster she fucked, the
more that wave of pleasure washed over her, until there was no
beginning and no end, just the need for more.

Tsuki twitched and clenched hard, cumming again with a muffled cry, but
Sophie wasn't done. Two more tentacles rose up from their ground,
pressing a wedged tip to each of their backdoors. The Asian girl tried
to protest, but she was helpless as her final hole was violated. Sophie
shuddered and opened herself up to it, letting it fill her.

Now it moved as she did, thrusting into her when she pulled back from
Tsuki. She sawed back and forth, grunting as need consumed her and
drove everything but animal instinct out of her mind. With a growing
moan, she looked into Tsuki's closed eyes.

"Look at me. /Look at me!/"

Her eyes opened, still full of tears.

Sophie's long, serpentine tongue lapped one off her cheek. "You're
going to look at me while I impregnate your tight pussy. You're going
to carry our master's children."

The thought was too much. Biting her lip to avoid screaming, she boiled
over. Her tentacock pulsed violently before erupting in a tsunami of
thick cum, right into the helpless girl's womb. Wave after wave of
mind-consuming pleasure crashed over her and flooded the Sophie. It
felt like it would never end.

One by one, the tentacles around the room withdrew into themselves,
disappearing entirely. The ones along the floors and walls first, then
the ones holding the two girls up. Sophie dropped to her knees and the
spent tentacock slipped out of Tsuki, along with a torrent of mostly
white cum. The girl's lips were agape, and still twitched with the
aftershocks.

Within a minute, it was just the two of them, and Sophie had the
exhaustion of her lifetime. She'd need to sleep soon, possibly for
another few days. It didn't matter now, the deed was done.

"W-why?" Tsuki said in a hoarse voice. "Why did you do this to me?
They're never going to let me leave now."

"Good," Sophie said with a wicked but weary grin. "You'll be stuck with
me. Unless..."

"Unless?" From the look in her eyes, the girl knew what was coming, and
hated it.

"Unless you don't tell them. Get washed up, report in as normal, and we
pretend this never happened."

Tsuki's hand went down to her belly, which was slightly inflated with
Sophie's seed. "I can't do that," she whispered. "That would be
irresponsible, selfish, and..."

"The only way you have of not spending the rest of your life as a lab
freak. What's it going to be, Tsuki?"

She looked away, her decision clear.

"That's what I thought."

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The Director watched from his office. The hidden cameras all over the
bathroom had caught it all, even when tentacles covered some and the
heat fogged up the lenses of others. Every last second, he watched with
interest, disgust, and eagerness. They'd done it. They had contacted
life from another universe or dimension, and it now had influence here.
It had two people, who they would now study and eventually dissect.

"I still think this is a bad idea," General Marsden grumbled, shifting
uncomfortably to hide his erection. They'd all been affected, but no
one was willing to admit it.

"Maybe, but we can always pull the plug. I'm curious to see what Tsuki
eventually births. Serves the dumb kid right. Her contributions to
science will vastly outperform whatever research she contributed to.
She's this generation's Laika, sent off to space to see what would
happen."

The General grimaced as the two girls got in the shower and cleaned up.
Sophie Meyers kept charge, washing her victim tenderly. "You better
hope this doesn't bite us in the ass," he finally said.

The Director smiled. "Trust me. I've got this completely under
control."

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