Private School Nightmare: The Nest

by BioDread

Churchill School For Girls

Lisa Kessler pried open heavy eyelids, her vision wavering, every breath a struggle. She tried to move but couldn't, strands of slender white were wrapped around her body like ribbons, but they clung to the naked girl with unrelenting tenacity. Lisa licked lips that were sticky with something she couldn't name, her throat was raw, as if it had been scoured. The heat registered next, muggy, wet heat that caressed Lisa's pale skin. A strong stench of sweat covered the bound girl, as if she hadn't bathed for days. Lisa's shoulder length brown hair clung to the back of her neck, the hair was wet, slick with perspiration and more of the clinging white fiber.

Lisa could faintly hear a weak, weary moan in the distance. Using every bit of strength she had left, the girl swung her head to the right. Eyes that had once been barely able to open widened in horror at the sight before her.

Nurse Shaw was outstretched upon an examination table, her legs resting in metal stirrups, her arms bound by leather straps to the sides of the table. The lush, young woman was nude, her milky white flesh gleaming with sweat and the secretions of the creature that raped her. A fat, purple tentacle wriggled inside Nurse Shaw's wide mouth, slime from its greasy hide dripping down the fiery-haired woman's taut cheeks. The naked nurse had her eyes squeezed shut while she sucked deeply on the tendril exploring her throat. More tentacles writhed across Nurse Shaw's body, stroking her firm belly, teasing her nipples with phallic-shaped limbs that oozed milky fluid down her cleavage. Lisa wanted to look away, but her eyes stared in terrified fascination as two thick tentacles pulsed inside Nurse Shaw's pussy and asshole, throbbing and expanding obscenely, rivulets of goo running down her curved buttocks and over her open thighs.

The creature stood at the foot of the examination table, giggling insanely as it watched Nurse Shaw shiver and moan on the table's surface. The creature had once been a man, the Headmaster of the Churchill School For Girls, Stephen Christopher. Now the Headmaster was a merging of human and alien, possessed by the Leader of a dying race that had tried to conquer the Earth and impregnate the female population with alien seed. The Leader had managed to meld with Stephen, but the alien had been dying, the merge was not a complete success.

Stephen was wide and muscular, an athlete's physique. The Headmaster's skin had turned gray, like the alien Leader's, but now it was a corpse-pale blue, it was cracked and bleeding, pieces of flesh flaking off and littering the stone floor of the Headmaster's basement. The underground room reeked of sweat and sex, but underlying that, like a foggy miasma, was the sickly-sweet smell of rot.

The Headmaster raised his balding head, his hair lank and patchy, to gaze up at the bound student.

Lisa shuddered when Stephen's black, soulless eyes trapped hers. The Headmaster's skull was unnaturally large, shaped like an overripe melon that was about to burst open. Stephen's face was deformed, with a wolf-like muzzle and huge, jagged teeth, like a shark's. Lisa whimpered when the Headmaster licked oozing lips with an incredibly long, agile, black tongue. Stephen began walking towards Lisa, his tentacle limbs stretching so that he never stopped ravaging Nurse Shaw, probing every orifice of the woman with methodical care. Lisa hung suspended in her cage of webbing, her open crotch level with the Headmaster's disfigured face.

"Please..let..me go," whispered Lisa hoarsely, each word agony in her slender throat.

The Headmaster smiled, his laughter was broken, mindless. Reaching up with clawed hands to hold Lisa's thin legs apart, the human/alien hybrid brushed his muzzle against the girl's pussy, his elongated tongue flicking up and down her slit, making Lisa moan softly. The Headmaster's tongue stroked harder and harder, finally disappearing inside the panting girl's cunt, drool splattering across the lips of her young sex.

Despite her revulsion and terror, Lisa leaned back into her webbed bonds, her hips jerking, her smooth thighs shivering as the Headmaster sucked and slurped on her pussy, his lips gently gnawing on the folds of her labia, his tongue massaging her tiny clit over and over until she groaned weakly, her buttocks relaxing while a stream of nectar flowed from her cunt. The human/alien devoured Lisa's sweet excretion, burying his muzzle deep in the girl's hole, his tongue stuffed into her small vagina to collect every precious drop. A large claw slid up Lisa's clenched stomach, grasped a soft, yielding breast and tugged, the black nails digging into the girl's tender flesh. Lisa arched her back, her pelvis rolling as she grinded her crotch over the Headmaster's face, her whole body hot with lust, her pussy squirting a fresh stream of honey each time Stephen caressed her swollen clitoris with his slick tongue.

Lisa had shut her eyes while sensual ecstasy had raged through her, but she opened them when she heard Nurse Shaw moan loudly. The young girl watched in an orgasmic daze as the Headmaster climaxed inside the strapped down woman, loud squirting sounds filling the room as tentacle after tentacle released its load, coating the red-haired female in thick, dripping cream. Nurse Shaw's gasps were stifled when a cum-drenched tendril slipped into her open mouth. She sucked upon the tentacle wantonly, her open thighs rubbing against the twitching limbs that were still buried in her gleaming cunt and ass.

The Headmaster retracted his elongated limbs from the examination table, Nurse Shaw quickly falling into an exhausted sleep, her beautiful face and hair drenched in alien cum. Stephen groaned unintelligibly, smiling up at Lisa while he stroked one fat, semen-slick member with his right claw. The member grew, becoming longer and longer, caressing Lisa's small breasts, coating her young tits in slime and jizz. The bloated blue tip of the tentacle rubbed against Lisa's lower lip, she could taste the salty milk of his shaft. Staring vacantly into the human/alien's black eyes, Lisa opened her small mouth and allowed the fat tentacle to slither between her eager, pink lips.

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