Katie walked down the trail behind their house, the one that lead you back to a small pond fed by an icy stream. On a hot day like this it was heaven to dip into the cool water; to lay out on the large rock in the middle and feel the sun on your bare skin. It was a long walk back, probably the reason why no one visited or simply didn’t know. She had on a pair of cut off shorts and one of her dad’s old flannels that was too big on her. The 19-year-old was enjoying the summer break and her newfound thrill of skinny dipping at her little pond. She was a petite girl; athletic and fit with gorgeous small and perky breasts. Her ass was well sculpted from the squat rack, and she was thick in just the right spots.
She finally reached the open meadow, the sun beating down on the soft grass and open water. She found her spot at the edge, taking a quick pause to see if she could hear or see anyone around. Satisfied, she kicked off her shoes and socks, unbuttoned her shorts and peeled off her shorts and panties. She had already unbuttoned the shirt halfway down the trail and shrugged it off her shoulders. She loved the thrill of being completely exposed and nude, the feel of the grass and pine needles under her feet as she walked to the edge of the water.
She touched her toe to the surface and shivered, it was always icy cold no matter how hot it was outside. It was early in the day, but she knew it was going to be scorching later in the afternoon. The large, flat rock was already sun baked in the middle of the pond. She took a deep breath and plunged in. It was surprisingly deep, even up to the edge. It made the transition easier. She had worked up a sweat on the trail in the sticky, morning humidity and the icy water was a relief. After a few minutes she began to acclimate, paddling around and doing some laps. She wasn’t quite ready to climb the rock and lay out, instead she floated on her back in the middle where the sun was brightest. She loved the contrast of the cool, crisp water and the warmth of the sun.
It was odd how easily she could float in the water, it was almost effortless, but she never thought much of it. She was beginning to nod off, the warmth of the sun and the weightlessness of the water lulling her to a blissful lethargy. She lost track of time, the sun still high in the air and the air hot and stale. She bolted up, treading water when she felt something brush her leg. She was confused, in all the times coming here she had never seen a fish or anything else. The water was clear enough to see how deep and void the pond was, not even a plant or lily pad once you left the bank. She brushed it off, her mind playing tricks on her. She let herself go, resume the peaceful float on her back. Her peace was interrupted again but this time she had no chance to brush it off.
Something, some things, was wrapping around her legs and she began to panic. She had no sense of what it could be and began to thrash as she felt – whatever it was – climbing up her legs. She reached down, trying to feel what was there. As she did more of – it – found her wrists, pulling her away from her legs and onto her back. She found herself lifted out of the water, some kind of – tendrils, tentacles, vines – she really had no idea to comprehend it, snaking and wrapping around her extremities. Her legs were being pulled apart, almost painfully into the splits, with the things forming several wraps around her ankles. Her legs were then bent and pulled in, perfectly frogging her as more of the things made a single wrap up her legs. Her wrists were similarly wrapped with several turns while another “thing” bound her arms. It was a perverse and organic version of the Shabari ties she had started playing with.
Her eyes were wide as she saw more of those things come out of the water, starting at her waist and wrapping around her torso. She began to scream, unable to process what was happening. The things encircled her small. Cupping her firmly but gently. Smaller tendrils crossed across her breasts, forming something like a bra. and her screams were turned into the most primal and breathy moans. She loved playing with herself, always teasing her nipples in the shower. But this was beyond any pleasure she had found on her own. One of the things attached to her nipples, it was almost like it was sucking on her tender nipples but even that failed to describe what she was experiencing. She felt her breasts become heavy and swollen, like that usual time of the month. The web of these things felt like a dozen pairs of hands groping and teasing her breasts. Another of the things came out of the water, stopping between her legs before her mound. It split into two branches: each tip of the branch only as thick as one of her fingers. She watched wide eyed as it snaked to each of her entrances, brushing past her soft lips and tight ass, penetrating her in tandem. It was only a tickle at first. It drove her wild, until it began to swell inside her. At first it was enjoyable, the gradual swelling hitting just the right spots that her partners never seemed to find. She began to realize that she could feel pressure as it grew but felt no pain, despite it being the first time she had been sodomized.
As the thing swelled inside her, another found her clit and whatever it was doing to her nipples, it began to do to her clit. Her mind raced from the competing sensations. The intense and almost torturous pleasure directed at her most sensitive areas. Like eating something too sweet, she was wild with the sensations her body was experiencing and crazy with lust as her mind swam in a state of euphoria. She had tried Molly at a few parties, but this was a high beyond compare. The thing swelling inside her was filling her completely and stretching her in a way her fingers or toys never had. Her body was bucking in the grasp of these things as the things inside her began to move, undulating or vibrating. She began to orgasm, so strong she blacked out briefly only to come to still in its grasp. Still being violated and pleasured. The next orgasm began to swell in her.
She was dizzy and lightheaded, the world around her a blur. The thing had wrapped around her neck, forming a sort of collar. It wasn’t choking her, just applying the right amount of pressure. She experienced her next climax in complete silence as it managed to silence her. In the next instant she was in a fever dream as she began to experience one of her favorite fantasies. It was so real to her, almost like a virtual reality. What was done to her subconsciously in her fantasy she could physically feel in the moment. She had never felt something so intense and real as this. Her back arched and toes curled as the next wave washed over her. Her body bucked in the things grasp and the fantasy continued to play out in her mind, the overwhelming sense of pleasure coursing through her body as she lost all sense of time and place.
Katie’s eyes opened and she stirred. She was in a complete fog, very aware of what had happened but delirious and confused. She stretched tentatively and realized she was completely free. She sat up, realizing she was on the rock in the middle of the pond. The sun was nearly down, marking the time for her in way that both frightened and aroused her. It had been what? 9, 10 when she had made her way to the edge of the water? She always timed it so she could have an hour or so in the cool water before laying out in the hot noon sun. She rolled over on all 4s, finding herself feeling weak. She gingerly pushed herself up and took a few steps. It felt like had run a marathon. She sat at the edge of the rock and slid back into the water, wondering if she was setting herself up. She had no choice if she wanted to return to the edge and get her clothes. She took a deep breath and began swimming, breathing a sigh of relief when she touched the soft grass and walked out. She put her shorts on, not bothering to dry off. She grabbed the flannel top and began to button it up. She let out a load moan and felt her knees buckle. It wasn’t quite an orgasm, but it was certainly close. For the first time she realized how erect and swollen her nipples were, the merest brush of the fabric sending intense pleasure throughout her body. “Fuck…” she whispered. At least her parents were out of town this weekend, she thought. It would be dark enough by the time she got home, so she resigned herself to tying the flannel around her waist.
Katie set down the trail, walking slowly as her legs burned. She thought about the times she had smoked pot in college or tried Molly and realized she was experiencing some kind of high like those moments. It was a profound and delicious euphoria that was quite pleasant as she enjoyed the walk back to the house. She reached their back gate; thankful it wasn’t a full moon and that none of the neighbors were out on the trail. She made it inside the house and up to her room. She looked at her cell phone, which she had left at home. 7 missed calls from her mother. She quickly texted back, letting her know that she had gone for a hike and hadn’t had reception. That would satisfy her for the time being. Katie tossed her shorts off and headed for the shower. She got the water blistering hot and the room steamy before climbing in, trying to process the day she had.
When she turned to face the water, she fell to floor as she let out a primal moan. Her body quivering as an intense orgasm washed over her. The mere touch and feel of the water across her breasts and down her body had made her climax. “FUCK…” she moaned, reaching weakly for the faucet and turned the water off. What had this thing done to her? she wondered. She lay in the tub, afraid to even dry herself off. Finally, she pulled herself out of the tub and stood at the sink. She looked at herself curiously in the mirror, realizing her breasts seemed much fuller and perkier than normal, as gorgeous as her B cups usually were. She looked down and realized how swollen her mound was and how engorged and erect her clit was. “Fuckkk….” she whispered. She didn’t bother trying to put anything else on, instead going naked to the kitchen. She drained 3 bottles of Gatorade, ate a slice of pizza and walked upstairs, locked her door, and collapsed on her bed. She didn’t even want to try to pull the blankets over her. She was absolutely exhausted and quickly fell asleep.
It was nearly noon when she woke, the bright sun coming through her window. She rolled out of bed, realizing how well she had slept. Like the time she had borrowed a friend’s Ambien. She pulled a pair of shorts on and stared at her t-shirts. She sighed and took a deep breath, grabbing her baggiest t-shirt she bit her lip and hoped for the best. To her surprise she was able to wear it with none of the delightful issues she experienced yesterday. She went downstairs, her mouth like cotton and downed several glasses of water and finished off the pizza. She headed back upstairs to finish her shower; happy she could wash herself of that experience. She dried off and dressed, bouncing downstairs to throw something on Netflix and try to forget about what happened.
As she drifted off into a movie, her mind began to clear. Suddenly, memories of the afternoon, things she hadn’t remembered yesterday flooded back. She could feel it’s grasp, feel the things inside her. Without thinking, her hand drifted inside her shorts and Katie began to play with herself as she closed her eyes and let herself relieve the experience. One particular image continued to replay in her mind, the moment she had looked down and seen just how large the things inside her had grown. The thick tendrils stretching her, thicker than her forearms and almost the size of the softball bat tucked in her closet. The very thought sent her over the edge as she arched her back and let herself cum before returning to her movie.
The next day she woke with the worst headache. She fixed a cup of coffee and chewed some aspirin and sat absently on the kitchen stool. Somehow, she knew that neither would fix her headache. Something was nagging at her, somehow, she knew what would cure her. She slipped out the back door and down her trail. Normally she took her time to walk the trail, enjoying the smell of pine and fresh air as she lazily picked her way down. Today there was an urgency, a desire to be in the water. She reached the pond and quickly shed her clothes. She had grabbed the family video camera and turned it on, nestling it in the fork of a tree that faced the water. She checked the angle, satisfied it would capture the entire pond and hit record. She dove into the icy water, hoping the thing came quickly.
She wasn’t disappointed, feeling the first touch of the tendril snaking up from the depths and brushing her leg. Again, she was lifted from the water, this time her legs drawn out in the splits while her arms were kept at her sides, the things wrapping around her and binding her in a way that drove her wild. She had left her ropes at the dorm, not wanting her parents to discover them and had found herself craving the taste of self-bondage. The things encircled her breasts and almost instantly she felt the headache subside. It wasn’t long before another of the things came out of the water, coming between her legs. Wide eyed she watched it, instead of splitting as before it remained a single stalk or branch and moved to her ass. Katie had just started experimenting with anal this last semester, buying a handful of plugs to try out. Finding out, to her surprise just how much she enjoyed it. Feeling some amount of shame that she would find something so filthy so pleasurable, it remained her dirty secret. Never letting a one-night stand try it and hiding her plugs away lest they were accidentally discovered. It was only when she was sure her roommate would be gone all day that she dared bring them out. She got a secret thrill when she started wearing them to class on occasion.
Katie felt the slight tickle as it began to enter her. As before, it started out the size of one of her fingers and eased into her with no effort. A small thing branched off and attached to her clit, driving her crazy with lust. She could feel as it began to swell inside her. There was no pain, she was both numb yet feeling the most intense pleasure as it sodomized her. She had no explanation as it managed to block any pain yet heightened any sense of pleasure. She could feel her breasts swell, knowing full well this time the price of her day in the water. It wrapped around her neck, forming its collar and squeezing in just the right ways. Euphoria washed over her and once again she found herself in a fever dream as she lost all sense of time and place while her imagination ran wild with her most intense fantasies.
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Hoping there is another part! !updateme please