A Touch

Eldritch Truth

You're drawing a warm bath for yourself. A thin layer of foam floats lightly on the surface as you dip your fingers under the faucet to test the temperature. As the water reaches the top and you twist the spigot off, you get the feeling something is watching you. Looking over your shoulder you notice nothing as you begin to undress. You manage to get your shirt over your head before the lights flicker out. A feeling of mild fear and confusion sets in. You hear the faint sound of the faucet dripping and the subtle splashing of water. As your attention is focused on the sound in the darkness a warm, slimy, and sticky thing grabs you by the ankle. Before you can even react, you're dangling in the air upside down. The faint glow of yellow mildly illuminates the silhouettes of the surrounding area. You open your mouth to scream, but something forces its way into your throat. The warm and sticky phallic object thrusts itself deeper into your throat than anything ever has. You try to breath, but can't seem to force any air around the object.

Your fingers reach for the sink in panic. The sublet sound of splashing water on the floor reveals another silhouette. This one wraps firmly around your wrist and continues to spiral down the length of your arm. The strange sensation of suction cups are like a thousand kisses against your skin. The tendril makes its way to your breasts and loops around them pulsating lightly as every centimeter of its visage suckles lightly on your skin. You're powerless, but for some reason these sensations feel right. In your fear you bite down on the tendril forcing its way into your mouth. In reaction the beast removes it, instead wrapping it tightly around your throat. The tentacle goes taught and you're once again suffocating as the creature continues to violate you.

The free leg and arm still flailing wildly as you try to escape. You feel the placement of more warm and moist vines skittering across your body. The tender suction cups writhing along your body, exploring your back, your waist, reaching the shorts you had yet to remove. Curious the creature touches the fabric before several tentacles find their way underneath. More cautiously they explore the skin, kissing every square inch of your hips, panty line, and rear. One subtly finds your exposed clitoris among your splayed legs. It begins to move over the area lightly as the most minuscule bumps and ridges in this things warm moist skin caress you in one continuous motion.

As the tentacle around your throat begins to feel you fade, struggling for air, it releases allowing for a few deep breaths. Before you have time to scream, it wriggles its way into your mouth again. The tendril massaging your clit now discovers a moist opening which it trepidationsly enters. Its form molding and shifting to fit the exact dimensions. As the slimy warm object slides into you, you feel the slight suckling of the suction cups along your clit and gspot simultaneously. As you try to breath and know it's wrong, you still moan in pleasure, completely powerless against this thing. Another tendril slides its way along your ass and lurches back, tearing the shorts in twain before forcing itself inside of you. Strangely the creature flips you upright and you feel the sensation of warm viscous liquid filling each of your orifices simultaneously. While each tentacle thrusts its way inside you, deeper and deeper with more and more force. You feel the mild sensation of warm goo dripping from your holes sliding out alongside each of the tentacles. As you regain some sense and bit down again, another reaches out from the dark and once again encapsulates your throat. It curls around it and goes taught. Not only are you unable to breath, but it seems the flow of blood is cut off as you become light headed and dizzy.

The thing continues to abuse your body from top to bottom. It explores every inch of your skin, from the tips of your toes as it slides and squirms between them. To your curled fingers as it caresses them with the tender caress of it's suction cups. After it has been repeatedly penetrating you for what seems like an eternity, the lack of oxygen overcomes you and the world fades black... You awake sometime later, sitting in a still warm bath. The bubbles on the surface having seemed to dissipate, Confused, you look around and see that everything appears in order. You look over your body and can see the countless little hickies left by the creature. As you stand in a bit of panic at the realization, the warm trickling of goo exits you and slides down your leg. In your mind you can feel the sensation of being powerless in its grasp. Whether you enjoyed it is for you to decide.