Later that night Taylor and I met outside the gym each of us dressed just like we would if we would actually be heading inside for an actual workout. It was nearly 8pm, and the crowd at the gym was slowly starting to die down, but there were still a number of people using the weights, treadmills, and other equipment. Entering the gym with my membership card, I kinda hoped that those people would leave soon. The gym was open 24 hours a day, so I wasn’t expecting it to be completely empty, but maybe enough so that me and Taylor couldn’t be heard by the other people.
Thankfully Taylor knew one of the guys that worked behind the counter during the day, and she was able to convince him that we needed the large open room with the mirror for a private class we were holding. Wandering towards the back of the gym and towards the large mirror I glanced over my shoulder a few times making sure no one was paying attention to us. We managed to slip into the open room and close the door behind us, and each of us breathed a small sigh of relief looking at the mirror seeing it was completely normal. I honestly had no idea when this would happen, or that we were even at the correct place. But all we could do now is wait.
Taylor had a gym bag, and had told me earlier that she managed to find a hammer at home, and it was inside. I also had a gym back and had stopped by ‘Home Depot’ to pick up a small hammer of my own as well as an axe. I hoped I wouldn’t have to use it, but I was prepared for the worst. Taylor sunk down with her back against the wall slipping into a seated position as we stayed fairly quiet. Neither of us knew what to expect to come out of that mirror tonight. Or if we could even stop it. We were putting our lives at risk possibly.
I glanced at Taylor who was looking from me, to the floor, to the mirror waiting for either one of the three to move. None did. We sat there silently each of us unsure what would happen. We ended up waiting for longer than we thought. It wasn’t until nearly two hours later that we saw the mirror flex. We had passed the time discussing the plan as well as ensuring neither of us was horny.
The mirror flexed for a third time and finally a tentacle pushed its way out. We both stood up from our seated position and waited. We had both agreed that breaking the mirror right away with only a tentacle or two outside of it would only injure it slightly. Thus making it angry and then just finding another mirror. So we knew we had to lure it out.
The tentacle twisted in the air almost as if it could smell us there. It probably wasn’t expecting either of us to be there. But it didn’t seem to be in a hurry to attack us either. Another tentacle pushed its way out of the mirror, and then another and another. There were nearly 5 or 6 of them pushing through by the time they started reaching towards me and Taylor. We knew from experience this was only a small amount that the monster had at its disposal. When it had attacked me and Taylor the other night there had to be thirty or forty pushing through my small mirror. We still couldn’t break the glass.
Each of us glanced from the tentacles then towards our gym bags knowing we couldn’t do anything yet. In a last ditch effort I kicked my bag closer to the mirror before the tentacles grabbed us. I felt myself quickly being lifted into the air then pulled towards the mirror as one wrapped around my leg and another around my torso. It did the same to Taylor and she screamed slightly but neither of us struggled to much.
Pressing each of us against the large mirror more tentacles began to worm their way out of the mirror. I could seem the black vines covered with slime slipping over Taylor’s tights and over her spandex top. Goosebumps formed on her arms as her face seemed tense with emotions. She looked at me with a worried look. This was going according to plan so far. But there was one part that neither of us had managed to figure out yet. How we were going to get the tentacles to release us so we could break the mirror before the monster made it’s way all the way through. It was a pretty major flaw that we were both still working on.
I looked down and saw tentacles slither inside my zip up hoodie. I was only wearing a sports bra underneath so once it pulled the sweater material open it had easy access to my bare skin which it quickly took advantage of. Slimy black vines rubbed themselves over my thin stomach soaking it’s aphrodisiac in. Goosebumps formed on my skin as it quickly reacted with the slime. I bit my lip softly almost enjoying the feeling. This dame monster made me cum harder than any man ever had before. So to say I wasn’t looking forward to this a little would be a lie. Taylor was giving off the same signals as she gasped softly as a tentacle slipped inside her tank top.
It wasn’t much longer before I could hear the dull voice of the monster in my head again. It’s tentacles had quickly made me aroused making it able to communicate with me again.
***Mmm Alexis. I wasn’t expecting you tonight. But I guess a little additional energy wouldn’t hurt before I enter your world. I see you brought your friend again. Once I push through, you will both become my endless energy supply.***
“We’re here to stop you!” I announced suddenly. Me and Taylor had talked about this earlier. We needed to keep up the act of hating the monster, or else it might suspect something is wrong.
A loud laugh flooded mine and Taylors heads as the monster mocked us.
***Stop me!? Hah! You are but tiny humans! I could rip you in two if I so chose it.***
As if to demonstrate the monsters power it’s tentacles suddenly tightened around my arms and legs as it began to squeeze and then pull. I felt a shock of pain as I nearly felt the monster pull and squeeze until my arms and legs felt numb. I screamed but it only lasted a moment but it was enough to scare me and Taylor who were both breathing heavy.
***But thankfully I’m a merciful God. And your energy could prove useful.***
With that the tentacles dipped inside my clothing and I felt the fabric begin to tear. Clearly it was done playing games, and was eager to feed off of us. Slime already covered my shoulders, between my breasts and my stomach as my sports bra and shorts were torn off my body. The monster wasted no time, and removed my panties leaving me stark naked. Taylor received the same treatment and I found my eyes lingering over her nude form even given the situation. Tentacles slithered over my nude form finding my breasts and groin. Many smaller ones wrapped around each breast as they spread slime over them making the slick before pushing over them, squeezing, and kissing the soft skin. Other’s moved between my legs slipping and gliding over my sex lubricating it and preparing it for invasion. My pussy quivered in response as it added its own lubrication to the slimy mess. I wasn’t even sure if it was rape anymore. My body wanted it, almost needed it.
Taylor’s moan caught my attention as I saw her breasts being sucked and kissed my multiple tentacle mouths. Her back was arched as she pushed her chest outward eagerly accepting the monsters invasion now. Vines around her thighs pulled her legs apart exposing her sex and she gasped softly. The monster didn’t seem as eager to take its time as it had done on previous occasions, it wanted to push things along.
As if on cue my attention was quickly brought back to my own body as I felt my nipples engulfed by the two of the tentacles wrapped around them. I shivered feeling them begin their sexual sucking. Then without warning I felt a smaller tentacle at my goin slip inside my pussy. I held my breath for a second feeling it explore my wet hole. “Oh jesus.” I gasped softly as it thrust itself inside me. A moment later another joined it and then another until there were three small tentacles thrusting into me together. Another dipped between my ass cheeks surprising me slightly as it poked at my second hole teasingly.
The monster had remember what I told it about Taylor’s preference for anal the other night. So instead of attack her pussy, I could see a massive thick tentacle teasing her ass. She was whimpering softly pleading, saying it was too big. But she didn’t have much of a choice as it began to press into her stretching her. She cried, and wiggled against her bonds struggling to break free as the tentacle pushed deeper and deeper into her. Once it was satisfied, it pulled back and thrust in hard. Her whole body shook violently as it thrust and she screamed. I wasn’t sure if it was a scream of pain or pleasure. But I imagined it was a mix of both.
My own ass was then suddenly invaded as well, thankfully by one about half the size as Taylor, but it was enough to cause me to yelp. With that done, the monster began to work it’s tentacles in and out of me and Taylor fucking us right there in the large open gym room. Our cries and moans quickly filled the room as each of us became lost in the pleasure it was providing us with. Neither of us concentrating on the goal anymore. Both of us drowning in arousal.
***Mmmm good girls, give me your energy, beg for your orgasms.***
The monster thundered in our heads. By now there were close to thirty tentacles surrounding us. Many of them were pressing over our skin, sucking, teasing, stimulating. Others were looking for a hole to push themselves into as they became eager to fill us. I had lost track of how many of them had wiggled themselves into my pussy and ass. At least two were in my mouth leaking slime onto my tongue causing it to tingle. All the while my body was thrust back and forth as I was fucked endlessly. My pussy clenched as I knew my orgasm was getting close. I tried to hold back, but it was useless and it easily pushed me to the edge.
“Pleewwsseee” Taylor screamed around the tentacle in her mouth. Clearly she was ready to cum too. But it was obvious the monster wasn’t allowing it yet. It continued fucking her ass hard and fast before suddenly stopping as she got to close to orgasm. Other tentacles were pushing their way into her throbbing pussy as she was fucked like me. One thing neither of us had planned either was being fucked to the point of blacking out, which was a very real possibility at this point.
The tentacles fired again. Sucking, pulling, fucking me as I was driven closer and closer to the edge of orgasm again. I wanted to cum too. But my mouth was so full, I couldn’t scream. I was trying to keep track of how many tentacles and pushed through the mirror, but everything was a blur now. Last count I had was close to fifty. How many more did it have?
For what seemed like minutes the monster kept us on edge. Fucking and stopping fucking and stopping until we were both screaming and crying to cum. It waited and wanted to have given up all hope.
***You submit to your god again.***
The monster bellowed in our head keeping us informed of it’s status. And with that it’s tentacles became fast and hard, as we both knew it was allowing us orgasm. Each of screamed as it drove us over the edge together. The tentacles thrusting back and forth as my whole body spasmed and shook. I felt it cumming inside me yet again. Powerful squirt after squirt shooting into my mouth, ass, and pussy. My body orgasmed and orgasmed as it seemed to be never ending. Constant pleasure rushing through me as my pussy milked the tentacles for all they had eagerly accepting more. My head felt dizzy and my eyes closed as things nearly went black.
Moments later I felt the cool hard wood of the gym floor on my back. I was barely conscious. My eyes fluttered open to see a black mass nearly filling the room. There were hundreds of black tentacles everywhere, and they all seemed to be coming from one dark mass in the center of them all. Taylor lay limp beside me on the floor not moving, except for the small rise of her chest telling me she was alive. I wanted to reach out and wake her, but the gym bag I had pushed to the mirror was also within arms reach. This was my opportunity. My only chance to stop it.
With cum leaking from my body, I turned myself on my side and swung my arm weakly over towards the bag. The monster didn’t seem to take notice as it was focused on getting through the mirror completely. My fingers found the zipper as I fumbled with it for a moment before it gave enough to allow entry for my hand. My hand dove inside looking for the hammer or anything that I could break the mirror with. Finally I felt the wood handle in my hand I pulled it back but it caught on the bag forcing me to struggle with it for a moment.
Suddenly I felt a tentacle on my leg. I had recently orgasmed, so the monster was no longer able to speak to me. But it was now obvious it had noticed me. I didn’t have much time. I quickly pulled the hammer from the bag forcing it past the zipper and the turned to the mirror only a few feet away before swinging my arm backwards. I closed my eyes as I swung forwards. Tentacles suddenly twisted towards me as it pulled my leg away from the mirror. My body turned as the monster attempted to stop me from destroying it. I wasn’t going to make it. I was going to miss.
In a split second decision, I let go of the wooden handle of the hammer and let it fly. Time seemed to stop as the hammer suddenly danced through the air twisting end over end towards the large giant mirror. I held my breath hoping I had got enough power on it. Tentacles pulled me violently backwards as the hammer moved closer and closer before finally making contact.
Instantly there was a loud crack, and then multiple cracks sprang up the glass. Those cracks spiraled into more cracks as the glass began to shatter. The tentacles all suddenly stopped and began thrashing around as the large wall of glass suddenly broke around the monster. Suddenly the mirror couldn’t support it’s own weight anymore and everything seemed to break at once. With the glass I watched the monster look as if it was being cut in half. There was no blood, just thrashing tentacles that struggled for life. The one around my leg suddenly swung me towards the wall and I hit it hard. Hard enough to hit my head and black out.
Moments later I felt warm hands on my shoulders waking me. It was Taylor, she called my name over and over. “Alexis! Wake up! Alexis!” She cried until my eyes slowly fluttered open. My head hurt. A lot. But it would be manageable. My eyes quickly looked around the room trying to see the monster. But it was empty and normal looking.
“You fucking did it!” She cried happily and hugged me pressing her boobs against mine.
“What…what happened to it?” I asked looking around the room. The mirror was very clearly broken and laying on the ground in a million pieces, some of which nearly reached us. But other than that, there was no sign of it.
“It died! I saw it! I just fucking died.” She said without explanation, and I didn’t need one. I hugged her back and asked her to help me up. Once we did we slowly changed into our spare clothes we had brought in our gym bags and then carefully made our way out of the gym. Both of us still in disbelief that all that had just happened. We drove straight to my place eager to shower and wash the alien cum off us.
Laying in bed that night. With Taylor sleeping beside me, I finally was coming to terms with what happened. “It’s over.” I said softly before closing my eyes and feeling sleep overtake me.
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