Board to Tears (Closed)

“What the fuck…?” Kenzie breathed, staring out the window. With everything going on, it was understandable that they hadn’t noticed, especially since it was the evening. But it meant that there was no real pausing of the game and no medical help to be found if something happened to them. It made her feel trapped and panicked, the woman staring wide-eyed now at Adam.

“What the fuck do we do?!”
 
“I… um… I guess it’s my turn…? Maybe if we finish quickly, this will all go away…” Adam stuttered, picking up the dice but still unable to take his eyes away from the incredible sight out the window.

“Wait, we’ve got to figure out how to help Ashley,” said Kyle, sensing Adam was too shocked to think straight. “Kenzie, is there a quieter place she can rest? Maybe somewhere a little less bright?”
 
“Y-yeah.” Her eyes which had been a bit unfocused moments before now sharpened a little. That’s right… they needed to help Ashley, even if it was just laying her down to rest for a while. “We can put her in her bed. I can show you where it is.”

She stood up, her legs shaking a bit as she did so, but she soon stabilized enough to walk toward the hall to lead the way.

Ashley was shocked by everything that was happening, even if she couldn’t express it. She found that she actually wasn’t completely paralyzed, being able to twitch her fingers and toes if she concentrated. Her facial expressions seemed to be in the process of coming back as well, though she couldn’t do much at the moment besides move her eyebrows.
 
Kyle’s strength was was sapped from everything that had happened, but he found it in him to lift Ashley’s body from the couch, and cradled her neck and knees as he followed Kenzie down the hall. He thought he heard Mittens behind them, but didn’t bother turning to look- this wasn’t the time for an introduction.

Adam, meanwhile, was left alone in the living room. He figured he’d make himself useful by cleaning up the mess that had been made. He tossed the dice on the board, and bent down to straighten the rug- he should have known better.

As another snake eyes came up, and the astronaut figurine inched forward two spaces, the clouds swirled once again, revealing another message behind his turned back:

As the ship flies through space at a steady rate, the crew sealed in, destined for their fate, until the dice come up eight, you’ll feel the urge to masturbate
He was about to pick up the shot glasses when the intense wave hit him. He ignored it at first, dismissing it as a result of what he’d seen this evening, and the stress he was under, but the urge grew and grew, until he couldn’t hold back any longer. Making sure he was still alone, he released his cock from his pants, and began stroking his length, up and down, and starting to breathe deep with the waves of sensation. It relieved him somewhat, but the partial relief only compelled him to continue. Taking a breath, he sat in his chair, closed his eyes, and continued to wank.
 
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She led them into Ashley’s room, a neat place with decorations of pink and white. The carpet was fuzzy and a very orderly white desk had organized papers and such on it. Her bed was a queen with pink and gold sheets, a few ice-cream shaped pillows thrown in with the rest of them. Kyle was given a gesture to lay her down on the bed, Kenzie wringing her hands as she watched. They were going to need her to roll the dice after Adam went, so they couldn’t let her rest for more than a half hour, but hopefully that was all they would need.

“Alright. Let’s leave her here for a bit, then we’ll check on her in about half an hour. In the meantime, we’ll clean up a bit and I’ll take a shower.” It was nice to have a plan now in all this chaos. Taking out her phone, she set a timer and moved toward the door, her intention being to head toward her own room.
 
Kenzie didn’t get far. She was met by a monstrous presence at the door- a tentacled alien nearly 7 feet tall, wielding a long knife, which it pressed to her throat as it wrapped its tentacles around her arms and chest.

“You,” it told Kyle, in a voice his ears didn’t hear, but his mind interpreted, as if in a dream, “Leave.”

Kyle looked up at the towering beast, and immediately ran down the hall, as fast as his legs could carry him, and into a closet, where he hid for… how long, he couldn’t tell. In fact, after several minutes, he couldn’t remember why he had hidden in the closet. It seemed a completely bizarre thing to do. So, he opened the door, and walked down the hall… but couldn’t remember where he’d come from. Carefully, he checked each door.

Meanwhile, in Ashley’s room, the stowaway leaned in, and attached its bulbous lips to Kenzie’s neck, and secreted a sticky, venomous saliva, which heightened its powers of brain fog and amnesia. Slowly, it dragged her next to her motionless roommate, and pinned her to the mattress. While a thick, cock-like tentacle emerged, and teased her already visible slit, another tentacle slid across the bed, and snaked under the sweater of her helpless friend.
 
‘What the hell is this thing?!’ Was the first thought that flashed through Kenzie’s mind as her blood turned to ice, the tentacles feeling disgusting against her body. She couldn’t scream if she wanted to, her terror was so great. Even if he hadn’t had the knife, he was horrifying enough to put the fear of god in her.

Her heart beat quickly as Kyle ran away, but honestly she couldn’t blame him. Hopefully though, he would grab Adam and the two of them would come back to save her, maybe with knives or fireplace pokers.

She whimpered in fear as it leaned in and kissed her neck, the woman immediately feeling a bit lightheaded and dizzy. Its movements left her no choice but to stumble in the direction she was led until she felt herself fall onto the mattress and immediately she saw his hulking form hovering above over her.

Still sensitive, his cock rubbing against her lips made her breathe hitch, her legs moving restlessly beneath him as though she wanted to kick him off but didn’t have the strength.

Ashley hadn’t seen what was going on since she was unable to turn her head, it she did hear the pattering of running footsteps and the whimper from Kenzie. It filled her with dread, especially when she felt the bed dip on the other side from a decent amount of weight. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw it, her eyes widening with terror. She could feel something slithering up her sweater now, and she wished she could call out for help.
 
Each feeble attempt at resistance only served to heighten the beast’s carnal drive, and he took his prey deeper and deeper, both physically and mentally. As he fucked her, his narcotic lips moved from her neck to her ample, sensitive breasts. He threw the knife to the floor as he began to ravage her without restraint, while her desperate cries of protest got no further than the walls of the room.

All the while, he reserved one tentacle for exploring each curve of the soft, supple body laying next to him, from the soft rise of her small breasts, to the smooth curve of her belly, hips and ass. He’d enjoy her next.
 
"No... I don't..." She weakly huffed as it penetrated her pussy without a care to her protests. It felt so thick, the thing matching, perhaps even exceeding the vine in its final throes. It was stirring her up roughly, her already drenched and lubricated pussy offering no resistance to its carnal pounding. Her head felt heavy, fogged and disoriented, which made it difficult to both resist and articulate her distress in words. All she could do was whimper and mewl, her body unable to defend itself from the creature.

Her pretty pink nipples became more pert from its mouth's attention, the action sending tingles down her body as it did so. Every time its cock moved in and out of her, she could feel it rubbing against her clit, teasing her pussy and leading her in a direction she didn't want to go. "Kyle... Adam... Help...!" Her almost unfocused eyes turned looked around as though she hoped to see one of her potential saviors, but not knowing where they might be.

The younger woman lay frozen, trying to ignore the wandering tentacle. It was a horrible thought, but she hoped that it would be satisfied once it was done with Kenzie. She couldn't help Kenzie and she wished it wasn't happening to her, but she didn't want to be next. Ashley had never fucked anyone before, and she didn't want to feel that thing inside her, doing as it pleased.
 
“Shhhhh,” the alien communicated telepathically to his victim, his message rolling like thunder. The meek resistance, and changes in her body as it seemed near to involuntary orgasm, urged him on, until he could hold back no longer. His testicles swelled, and with a mighty, silent groan, he came, and coated her womb with his seed. Gradually, he collapsed on top of her, kissing her with his intoxicating lips and tongue as he regained his strength, before his thunderous, voice again filled her mind.

“Now go, wash, and then rejoin your friends. Leave her with me.” With that, he slid off her, and wrapped his spindly tentacles around the younger woman’s petite body. He pulled her to him on the bed, and kissed her softly- he saw no need to subdue her further, but wanted to taste her. Unfettered, he undressed her and tossed her clothes aside, then placed her on her side, facing the full-length mirror along the wall. He explored the length of her young body with his slimy appendages, enjoying each soft curve, then slid his thick, phallic tentacle into place, ready to take her where none ever had.
 
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The alien's hushing noise did nothing to comfort her, the voice feeling as though it was somewhat jarring in her mind. It felt as jarring as each hard thrust of that bulbous cock, her body merely a vessel for his craven desires. She felt it though, soon her body reached its limit and she came for him, her pussy clenching down and spasming on his cock as he too reached his peak. Kenzie could feel her pussy being drenched in cum, the woman shuddering at the revelation that he had just emptied his load inside her. There was nothing she could do though- it had already happened.

Though she had been ordered to go, she didn't want to leave Ashley behind for that thing. There wasn't much choice though, as she worried that if she resisted at all, it might hurt them and she had no way to defend either one of them. So, she decided that as soon as the shower was on, she was going to go back to the front room to warn them, come back to the room, and save Ashley. Kenzie shakily got up and stumbled out of the room, its cum running down her legs slowly. The bathroom was nearby, so thankfully it wasn't too much of a walk to get there. In order for this to work, she had to turn on the shower so it could hear it, the woman turning the knob and reaching out to feel the warmth of the water.

Soon what had happened to her drifted away in her mind and she found herself slightly confused about what she had just been doing. She was naked and had her hand in the water though, so she assumed she was about to take a shower like Adam had suggested. Feeling a bit bewildered, she stepped into the shower and sighed. Yes, this was quite nice. The slime started to melt away, and she washed away the cum on her legs that she assumed was left by the plant.

Meanwhile, Ashley wanted to pull away from that kiss but could not, her lips feeling his own upon them. She was terrified, knowing that what had happened to Kenzie would likely happen to her too now. The sweater had done a good job obscuring the size of her soft C-cup breasts, but with it and her bra removed they were the star attraction of her chest. A sick feeling settled in her stomach when two of his tentacles slipped into the hem of her pants and pulled them down off of her along with her panties. She was now fully exposed, her pale body naked and vulnerable.

At this point, the paralyzation had only receded in that she could fully move her fingers and toes, with a bit of expressiveness having returned to her face. When he rolled her over, she could see the terror in her own eyes as he moved up behind her and softly groped her, his obvious intention being to fuck her now. What she couldn't understand was why he wanted her to watch him fuck her. Why should she have to watch a monster fuck her unwilling virgin body?!

A helpless whimper came from her lips, a sound of despair and fear as she felt his head trace along her pussy's lips.
 
The Stowaway was more than pleased by the sight of Ashley's plump, pale breasts, which he wrapped his tentacles around, sucking and stroking them as he slowly entered and filled her. He relished every sound emanating from her feeble lips, as her body regained control of itself with a delicious slowness. More tentacles slid down her shoulders and arms, toward her reawakening fingers, threatening to restrain her the moment they gained the strength to resist. Seeing no need at the moment, they explored her soft alabaster skin with curiosity and lust.

Meanwhile, in the hallway, Kyle began to forget just why he was running. It sure seemed an odd thing to do- the plants were gone weren't they? Confused, he made his way back to the living room, where he was surprised to see Adam stroking his fully erect cock, with a strained look on his face.

"What the fuck, dude?" Kyle laughed.

"I can't help it, man," Adam replied, with a worried look on his face. "Every time I try to stop, I get the urge again. It's irresistible. It's overwhelming. I'm not even thinking about anything, I just... I have to."

Kyle was puzzled, until he caught sight of the board out of the corner of his eye, and brought Adam over to read the message with him.

"You're gonna have to wait until Ashley wakes up. It's her turn," he sighed.
 
She felt her pussy lips being parted by the bulbous mushroom head of his tentacle cock, the next moment feeling it pushing its way inside her. Her pussy was tight, the warm walls hugging it tightly as they were stretched by his girth. "Mmph!" A sound between a scream and a whine came from her lips, her eyes watering from the feeling of it burrowing deep inside her body. Ashley tried to move her arms but still was unable to do anything but lift her wrists. Why wasn't Kenzie back yet? Why wasn't anyone coming to save her?

It took Kenzie a while to finish her shower, having to get all that slime and cum off. Soon though, she was able to step out of the shower with a clean, warm body. She toweled off, making sure she was all dry before wrapping it around herself and going to her room. She put on a little black dress and matching black lace bra and panties. Once she was all set, she headed back out, checking her phone to see that they still had about 20 minutes to go. It was funny, she hadn't thought her shower was that long, but maybe she had just spaced out a bit.
 
With every attempt at resistance, the creature grew more lustful- its strokes buried gradually deeper and deeper into her young body, as its tentacles wrapped themselves around her waist. It didn’t matter to him that the muscles of her small hands now strained with all their might- there would be no escape from his grasp. As her body slowly regained control of itself, the creature’s tentacles snaked their way around her limbs. One wrapped around her knee and ankle, and lifted her pale leg, making room for his expanding girth, and exposing the well-trimmed patch of fiery red above her slit, which glistened and dripped with slime.
 
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Its cock was now plunging so deeply into her wet cunt, reaching depths she hadn’t ever felt before. It jostled her insides, the sticky wet sounds of it’s thrusts punctuated by her own whimpers and gasps. It had her completely, her body trapped in its tight tentacle holds. With every thrust, her young breasts jiggled back and forth, her back feeling the warm pressure of his own body as he pushed against hers with lust and domination.

Unable to turn her head away, she was forced to watch his big cock shove itself into her over and over again. She could see her abdomen bulge slightly at every inward thrust, see how far it was penetrating her tight tunnel even as she felt it. She had no control of herself, her body being used for this grotesque thing’s pleasure, and Ashley found herself wishing she could call out to her friends for help. At the same time, she didn’t think she would want them to see her like this, her thighs wide as her pussy lips hugged the appendage that was ravaging her.

Kenzie walked back into the front room and started at Adam as he jerked off, noticing a little puddle of jizz on the floor. “What… what’s going on here?”
 
"I can't stop," Adam groaned, with his hard meat in his hand, pointing to the message on the board. "It's Ashley's turn, right? Can you please just go see if she's awake yet? You've been gone forever..." He attempted to put himself back in his pants, but the urge quickly swelled again, and his hand found its way back to his shaft. "Please hurry... Kyle, you go too..." he added, hoping to get some privacy.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, the Stowaway delighted in watching as Ashley's petite stomach bulged as he impaled her, and her perky, pale pink breasts bounced with every thrust. He laughed at the way her vocal cords were struck with involuntary gasps, moans and wails which poured weakly from her mouth, as he held her helpless head to watch the whole thing in the mirror. "You're mine now, aren't you darling?" he smiled, caressing her. "All mine..."
 
Kenzie glanced at the board, quickly realizing what was going on. He must have been masterbating for at least ten minutes according to her timer, so she agreed that it was probably a good time to check up on Ashley even though 30 minutes hadn’t passed yet. If anything, they could just put the dice in her hand and let them drop, thus counting as a roll from her.

With that in mind, she scooped up the dice and headed toward the room with Kyle in tow. “Alright, we’ll be back then.”

Though she couldn’t see any kind of mouth moving, she heard its voice in her head, the redhead letting out a particularly pathetic whine in response. She wanted to be his about as much as she wanted to be eaten alive by hyenas, but she currently has no choice. Ashley never knew her nipples could get so sensitive, nor did she know that her pussy had many nerve endings on the inside. Of course she knew it logically from health class, but she didn’t realize the extent to which she would feel something moving inside her. It squirmed and pushed against her inner walls without rest, a constant motion that had her body growing hot.

Rather than feeling painful, it was starting to feel strange, almost good. This confused her, embarrassed her, the woman’s cheeks a visible pink now in the mirror.

The next moment, the door opened and she saw Kenzie and Kyle, a horrified look coming to her face as she let out a squeak of desperation. Finally! They had come!
 
"GET OUT" the Stowaway bellowed silently at the shocked pair. He lunged deep into Ashley, and wrapped himself tighter around her.

Although deathly afraid, Kyle was filled with rage at what he saw. He ran at the creature, screaming, and climbed on its slime, stalwart back, attacking it in vain, but hopefully providing a distraction for Kenzie to make an advance as well, if she hadn't already run. At that moment, he saw the glimmer of the beast's sharp knife laying on the floor, but couldn't reach it.
 
Kenzie had been about to turn and flee when Kyle threw himself the monster. It gave her the courage to at least try to help Ashley get away from that... thing. Once she had seen it, her memories had flooded back, the feeling of its tentacles and cock sending a shiver down her spine. How had she forgotten such a thing?! It had been so violating, yet moments ago she had been walking around as though nothing had happened.

She didn't have too long to think on it though, Ashley's whimpers drawing her attention back to her. The woman rushed forward, keen to save her friend. A pair of dice were in her hand, so the first thing she did was force them into Ashley's so she could use both of the town hands to grab her by the arm and try to pull her out of the thing's grip. It had her too tightly though, and she could barely even manage to budge her. The dice fell out of Ashley's hand and onto the floor in the struggle, the dice turning out as two threes.

Back where Adam was with the board, the smoky crystal generated words once more: "Twelve drops will heal, nineteen will harm, eight will aim to sleep or disarm." From the middle of the board, a small vial of amber liquid appeared in a beautiful bottle. It had a crystal flower as the stopper, the bottle looking as though it was from very high-end perfume shop.
 
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