It started out normal enough - a blonde schoolgirl running through pouring rain. You did find it a little odd that it would show how closely her white shirt stuck to her body and showed off her bra.
The girl ran into a side alley, backed against a wall to catch her breath, oddly, again, showing off her erect nipples in that soaked shirt.
"Very realistic with the details, huh," stated your mom, looking completely unaffected by the girl's state of dress. Your sisters muttered impressed agreement, but you remanned silent.
The young girl, checked around the corner, "I can't believe that Aikan is here, now! Oh, where are the girls when I need them?!"
Shadowy figures were ambling towards the girl's hiding spot, "May they'll just walk by... They can't have seen me from that far away!"
Right then, unbeknownst to the oblivious girl, what was unmistakably seven dark purple tentacles slithered out of a gutter in the alley.
Your face felt red as a tomato - you looked sideways and saw that Erika's was too, but Rachel and your mom still didn't seem to know what was going on. In a second of realization you figured out that the rental store must have given your mother the wrong DVD.
"Uh - Umm," stuttered Erika, looking panicky. "I, uh, think I need to go get a drink or something..."
"No way," your mom snapped, "you sit right back down young lady! We're watching this as a family, no pausing remember?"
Looking even more flustered, she sat back down, staring in horror at the screen.
"Ooh, watch out," quipped Rachel as the tentacles shot for the girl. "Oh no!"
The girl screamed as they twisted around her legs and hoisted her upside down into the air - her skirt fallen down, white panties readily exposed.
The tentacles wasted little time - a few wormed up her blouse, you could see the outline of the snakes squeezing and fondling her breasts - another played at her panties, rubbing against her young privates and the last pushed against her tightly closed lips.
Your mother's hand gripped your upper leg in shock, but no one said a word and no one could turn away from the screen.
Fiercely wishing you had put on more than boxers for this particular movie, between the molested anime girl on screen and the softness of your mother's hand on your thigh there was no way you could stop your erection sprouting up, bulging the blanket with the fullness of your nine-inch penis! |