The Nightmare By Kreep (found on the net)

Nightmare

By Kreep

The last thing 19 year old college student Konjit Patel recalled was returning to her suit exhausted from the sand, sun and surf of her Cancun spring break retreat. After a refreshing shower, she stood naked in the mirror, admiring her flawless, glistening figure. With her wet black hair up in a towel, she took in her perfect East Indian complexion with her wide brown eyes, gently cupping her firm 34D breasts in each hand, playfully pushing them together and jostling them about in her hands. She loved the attention her body earned her when out on the beach, with her long neck, slim waist, her broad hips and thick thighs. Especially when she would bend over to retrieve her towel and sunblock from off the sand. Her firm, full ass couldn't have been more refined had it been an upside down Valentine's Day heart.
But enough was enough. She was exhausted. Konjit climbed into the cool of her bedroom sheets, clicked the light, and rolled onto her right side into a deep state of relaxation. She was too beautful, too perfect, and far beyond the league of all men. Her sexual delight came from torturing others with what they could not have. But how she longed to be taken in a way which she never experienced before. And with that, she fell asleep.

She found herself in what appeared to be the steel corridors of some bizarre alien vessel. Lights hung over heard, and she stood alone, cold and nude, in a metal hallway consisting of iron floor grating and exotic light panels laden into the walls. That's when Konjit felt it. Surging from the darkness beneath the floor emerged a dozen or so alien tentacles, flailing madly in the air, boxing her in, giving her no place to escape. Konjit let out a brief shriek before turning to run. But she was cornered; trapped, with no place to escape.

With a sudden rush, a tentacle lashed out and struck Konjit's face,plannting her firmly on the ground. Sitting prone, and slightly dazed, Konjit felt the lithe Tendrils wrap around the width of her thighs, while a third limb lashed unexpectedly across and around her abdomen. Their grip tightened, and Konjit, huffing through clenched teeth, wrestled against their force all the strength she could muster behind her violently bucking hips. Then with a snap, a fourth tentacle collapsed around her throat, contorting her baritone groans into high pitched squeals.
Then, with what saliva that had been in her mouth having been squeezed outward in syrupy spit bubbles, her eyes rolled white as tears of panic appeared in them. Her hands shot to her throat to free herself from the predator's grasp, but were no sooner entangled at the wrists and drawn away from her torso to complete extension. Struggling to breathe, her chest rose and fell in jolting rhythms; her swollen mammaries surging in rhythm with her gasps.

Konjit was in Hell. Never before did she know such panic and terror. But as her brain became deprived of vital oxygen, a slow, dull serenity descendedas her will to resist faded into the euphoria. No longer struggling, the demon sent two more tentacles writhing up her body. Arriving at her breasts, each tentacle snaked around their girth in slim coils, compressing the flesh into tightened mounds, enhancing their sensitivity. Her nipples, responding to the internal pressure, puckered forward just as two more snakes knotted around them. Though dazed, she was coherent enough to sense what was beginning to take place. Konjit waited for inevitable, attempting to brace herself for whatever sensations to follow.

The tentacles began massaging her tits at first in slow, methodical throbs, feeling and exploring the bloated density of each tan globe. But when a sigh of pleasure escaped her, it was then that they increased their rate of contraction. Her tits were being pressed and pulled as the tentacles began puckering in alternating rhythms across her nipples. Konjit's heart pounded so furiously that were her chest to suddenly be released, the individual beats would be powerful enough to drive them to natural pulsation. She began to crave it.

Then it hit her. She felt it surge upward into her vagina like the stream from a garden hose. Shrieking, she found the strength to begin fighting again in light of her penetration. But the demon would not relent as it sent massaging contractions up her body, beginning at her waist, through to her hips and stomach, and ending at her tits and nipples. Konjit cried out in desperation as surge upon surge of the phallus plumbed the depths of her insides. It's violations were clearly present beneath her rhythmically bulginal abdomen, causing her muscled exterior to pulsate generously from the internal molestation.

Konjit let out a hellified scream, only to have it silenced by the immediate insertion of yet another tentacle. Past her teeth and across her tongue, the creature repeatedly punched the back of her throat in with piston-like force. She could only close her mouth around it and begin to suck by her own will, in hopes it would be soothing enough to persuade her assailant from further force. She was wrong.

The demon took full advantage of her relaxation to surge deeper down her throat. Konjit couldn't even scream. Her eyes opened to obscene degrees and could only roll back to white as the beast proceeded to gullet fuck her. Periodically, the tentacle would slip and surge accidentally downward as far as into her stomach, where it would lash around and satisfy itself on the mucousy walls within.

Konjit felt her consciousness fading away just as the demon easily slid its final limb between the cheeks of her ass and into her anus. In deep, diving drives, each tentacle ecstatically explored the interior of her bowels as her anus reflexively twitched and contracted over the alien inavader. Together, it coordinated its repeated thrusting collaboratively with the violation of both her mouth and vagina in watery, methodical surges.

Now laying limp, and on the brink of death, the demon began to furiously unleash it's seed into Konjit's battered belly. In her guts, uterus and bowels, the tentacles ejected load after chalky, white load of it's seed with it's fastest and most forceful plunges thusfar. Konjit's tits, beneath the pressure of not only her own orgasm but the alien's as well, flailed uncontrollably.
Then at once, all tentacles with draw, and Konjit fell to the ground with a dense thud. The beast, in what was a mere second, vanished into pure air to leave Konjit alone. For a few moments, only the sound of the ship's incandescent lights could be heard and the distant hum of the particle accelerator. But then came the heaves. Konjit's belly had become so filled with the demons fluids that she appeared pregnant, and her breasts appeared black bruised as red welts began to raise up on their flesh. She began to reflexively vomit forth pints of the thick, pearly sludge down across her glistening wet breasts. From between her legs semen poured in thick pulses from both her vagina and anus.

Then their effect began to register. Konjit began squealing in agony as the muteganic properties of the demon's seed began to take hold. Konjit felt the sensation of pins and needles crawling up her arms as the color began to leave both extremities. Then beginning at her fingers, downward to her palms, end ending at her shoulders, Konjit watched in horror as her arms slowly entered a dull paralysis. She did not yet have time to lament when suddenly Konjit began to star down from between her cleavage, beholding of the deflation of her distended, seizing midsection. She closed her eyes. She grit her teeth and let out another bellow of teary-eyed pain when felt her spinal column popping and elongating. Beneath her breasts, they felt a sudden surge of sensitivity followed by a soft, warm swelling. Looking downward, Konjit couldn't believe her eyes. A second pair of breasts directly beneath her own were emerging. They pulsated softly, their nipples pucking inward and outward as if by their own accord. Then the sensation repeated again as a third set of mammaries began to rise from below. At first expanding, and then contracting, her breasts began engorging themselves fuller beyond their previous dimensions. Together, as if under a spell, her six breasts would pulsate, rock to and fro, sometimes spontaneously bunching together and at other times pendulously falling away from one another.

Konjit began to weep and scream in fury when the demon reappeared. She let out a roar of anger and horror at what he had done to her, before she felt the agony of her hips popping and broadening, A green glowing light began to emerge from her womanhood, and she entered into a convulsive, involuntary orgasm. Her vagina had had been cursed to serve as a dimensional portal by which other demons were to arrive into earth from their home plane.

Shrieking horrifically and thrashing in chaos, Konjit's six breast jiggled and swayed with every moment, as the first impish creature pulled it's self free from portal within her. Looking downward across her newfound sexual typography, she could see the imp standing between her helpless thighs. Laughing, it crawled over her body and attached it's mouth to one of her breasts. Satisfied and strangely aroused, she felt the arrival of a second mouth onto another breast, and then a third, followed by an eventual forth, fifth and sixth.

Her body entered into a sudden state of pleasure shock, which was itself an unwanted reaction to the various mouths exploiting her breasts. In her witness, she watched as the beasts matured from gray imps to brownish demons, and in a moment later from brownish demons to full read devils.

She moaned in pleasure as each of her tits puckered and bolted, and was clutched and pawed by these malign interlopers. But no sooner after her last moan did the demons turn on her. Squeezing her tits one by one until she belted out in agony, her stomach began once again to fill with an obscure fullness. In consecutive pumps, she bloated further and further, while the demons hands jostled the array of her mammaries. Her head was now shaking feverishly as a torrent of screams left her. Stretch marks across her abdomen became apparent as it swelled to beach-ball proportions. Then in a sudden burst, Konjit's bowels exploded outward in a soupy mix of glistening organs, crimson blood, gallons of demonic seed and a Hellish green light...

"NNNOOOOO...!"

Konjit awoke with a scream, alone in the darkness of her hotel suite. Outside she could hear the gentle lapping of the ocean caressing the shore and the sound of the surf breaking over on near by rocks. Her brow was dripping wet with sweat. Her room was empty. But her body remained intact. And most importantly, she was free from the insidious demons that had assaulted her in her dreams. Konjit let out a sigh of relief, as the tension left her being.
Rolling over onto one side, she stared blankly off into the darkness and gave another sigh, attempting to recapture a moment of comfort before drifting back off to sleep.

The last thing she expected was for a pillow to come crashing down over her delicate face, followed by the sudden, sharp weight of knees grinding into her shoulders....