Humming lightly, Alair slid further back into the bath, allowing the water to rise up to her chin. She pulled her hair back behind her head to avoid it from getting damp. Distracted in the simple motion, she never noticed the thick viscous creature in the water below.
Satisfied with the difference in distance, the blob allowed its body to lose its roundness. It quickly turned into a long serpent-like organism. Perhaps more worm-like than anything.
It waited patiently for the key moment, which came rather quickly: Alair spread her legs farther apart.
It jumped at the opportunity, throwing a small tendril at the opening, it sailing through the water nimbly. Alair only felt a strange hair brush against the opening to her vagina as it entered her folds.
The tentacle didn't waste any time, it hastily released a pink fluid into the teacher. The liquid seeped into the inner walls of the attractive woman's vagina, having the desired effect. The lips opened unconsciously and a thin increase in warmth washed over Alair, further focusing her thoughts elsewhere.
The hair receded back into the creature and it let go of the tub's floor with releasing a single air bubble. It began to ascend slowly before it used its remaining strength to plow into Alair's open vagina.
"I wonder if I should--" Alair's thoughts were broken instantly. She gasped as a thick tube penetrated her. She felt her hymn break, releasing a heavy amount of pain into her tranquil system. She recoiled and jumped out of the water.
"What the?" she half-yelled.
Her body momentarily froze in fear as she saw something completely disgusting dangling from her vagina. The lightning that ran through her spine faded quickly. Her head cleared itself of thoughts as she began to rip and pull at the creature burrowing into her.
"Get out of... me!" she grunted.
The creature released its first line of defense. It released a sapphic fluid into the woman's vagina. The mixture was far stronger and in far greater quantity than the measly dosage used to open her dormant lips. The effect was instantaneous. Alair fell backwards on the tiled floor and writhed in pleasure, her muscles creaking and tensing in exploding pleasure.
A massive shock broke through her spine, but this time it was much different. It was distinctly concentrated at the base, where the tailbone once was.
A strong voice fought for her concentration, "You are now host-slave. Obey. You must aid the colony and the swarm,"
Alair shook her head and struggled to disconnect the abomination in her tightening pussy.
"Release hands. Help," it commanded, "All of essence must be allowed to enter or your body will retake control,"
"Tha-t's wha-t I W-want!" she grunted, fighting the control of the ominous voice.
"Stop resisting. You must help your sisters. You must become one with the colony," it grunted, "Release hands, obey and you shall experience pleasure; pleasure is good and serving your master is good,"
Alair found herself speaking the words out loud, "Master is good. Obey master,"
She released her grip. The creature squirmed in delight and continued to work its way inside of her. She moaned as a thin wave of pure happiness enveloped her. A genuine smile formed on her lips.
"Pleasure increases as you give control to master," it resounded, "Hurry! Push rest inside!"
"More pleasure," Alair found herself saying again, but stopped herself when she was about to thrust the hideous thing inside of her, "No! I-Leave me alone!" she spoke in a frantic whisper.
"Obey. Obey and receive pleasure,"
"Pleasure is good," she said to herself. She plunged her hand into her pussy, throwing most of the black mess into her body. A massive explosion of pleasure ran through her.
"Ohhhh! Yess! Pleasure IS good!" she moaned idiotically.
Alair nodded absentmindedly as her master began to give her the first commands she would receive.
"I... must... release... into... swimming pool," she grunted, parts of her brain resisting the order.
"Wh-what do you want with me? I said I'd let you in--now please... stop... what do you want?" she could feel tears creating a barrier on her eyes, her words became raspy moans as she fought against the mounting pleasure.
"Surrender," it spoke calmly. |