Got Milk?

Markus Creneth checked the fridge, his short blonde hair all ruffled and messy from not having tended to it this morning. Not to mention the fact that he was completely nude, but that was one of the advantages of having your own private beachside mansion. He had already packed his cornflakes and his bowl…yet…

“Where’s the milk?”

“Oh, I can help!” Andrea Lencroft, his wife currently inhabiting a skinsuit of a completely big titted version of Samus Aran perked up. Markus turned around his face a mix of dread and embarrasment. Without skipping a beat she walked over to the bowl, reached for her right tit, and squirted some milk into it.

“Oh, Andrea, no.”

“Samus” seemed a bit surprised at Markus’s response.

“What? Milk is milk, and you know you’ve sucked on these before.” She fondled her own breasts, shooting some more milk into the bowl.

“Andrea.”

“Why not start the day with some extra milk, heh.” Milk now splattered all over the bowl and quite a lot of it right next to it.”

Markus raised his finger, and “Samus” immediately stopped. He’d made sure that that was the universal signal in whatever character Markus played for Andrea to immediately stop and shut up.

“We are not having this argument right now. Clean that up, and i’ll head out to the supermarket.”

“Oh, oh, you go as a pretty woman and ill ride along as your tentacle infection!”

Markus sighed. “Im just going to get some milk..mand some bread. Its not a sex trip.”

“Dibs on your breasts.” Two “clones” of Samus Aran with less impressive proportions entered the room, fully in the nude as well. Anywhere else on earth this would have been the strangest sight but in Markus’ household it was mundane.

“Samus three” struggled for a moment before blurting out “Guess that makes me your pussy then!”

“You three want to ride along as i go get some milk?” Markus already knew what was coming as three equally pretty ladies put on their best sad look.

“All right, all right, fine. But no funny buisness! Its just a quick milk run.”

The three Samusses(Samusi? Sammussians?)
smiled..yet each had their fingers crossed behind their back.

“Alright then ladies. Let’s get dressed.”

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The three ladies got to work quickly, identifying the three skinsuits theyd need. A detatched set of D cup breasts with huge nipples, a shapely female pelvis with a sthick behind and a bushy vagina, and…a purple tentacle with an intensly purple cockhead, with slime all over it.

All three mentally wished for a zipper while touching their future form, whisked open the zipper when it appeared and wriggled their bodies inside the sudden deflated forms. And with that and another whisk of three zippers, Markus found himself sitting opposite two parts of the female body and one tentacle that was already slipping around the floor heading directly at Markus.

“NO!” Markus interrupted the tentacles lunge at him. “Not yet.”

The tentacle straightened itself out, and shaped itself into a purple question mark.

“When i say not yet it means not yet.”

The tentacle nodded its purple cockhead, slithering back onto the table leaving a trail of slime.

“Now…” Markus walked along the wall, quickly setteling on a cute looking latina woman with shoulder length black hair and a warm round face. A zipper suddenly appeared on the front of the suit, letting Markus easily pick it off the wall and practically zip it in half. He sat down, first slipping his thicker legs into the zkinsuits frail one. After a bit of readjusting his erection he let it slip into place behind the suits
Vagina. It took a moment before his lower half was fully female and fully functional. The rest was as simple as putting on a jacket, letting his hands slip into hers on both sides first. Now, with his new feminine arms he brought his chest into position waiting for it to merge into place with his own. And within 20 seconds Markus was sitting there with a female, latino body below the neck, with the mask and hair haging in his back

“Iguess ill call this girl Maria.”

Markus tugged the mask over his own head, pressing her cheeks agaisnt his and making sure that it all lined up perfectly.

Maria got up, examining her looks in the mirror. B-cups and a flat ass..not to mention a cleanly shaven vagina. Nothing bad at all.

She approached the tentacle who was now clearly excitedly hopping up and down fori ts turn.

“Nope. Not yet.” The tentacle seemed to deflate and just fall face forward on the table.

Maria picked up the strange pair of E cup breasts with large tits and the well formed pelvis, pressing both fiercely into place. In the mirror she could see both body parts melt into her form, changing shape and colour, merging with her to grant Maria a complete makeover into someone with supermodel proportions

Maria sat down on a chair and spread her legs wide.

“Come on in.”

Wasting no time the “cocktackle” silently but quickly slithered across the floor, up the chair, and immediately and completely penetrated Maria’s vagina. She let out an erotic moan as the tentacle forced itself deeper inside untill it had completely dissapeared, the distended walls of her vagina closing themselves again. Not a second Maria went completely limp, all life dissapearing from her entire body until suddenly she regained conciousness.

She lifted up her arms and let one hand rin through her hair. Suddenly she got a sort of sheepish/embarassed look on her face.

“Woops, a bit too far.”

Maria went limp once again, collapsing into the chair with her head falling back.

“Oh…God. Andrea…jeez.”

“Sorry” A voice in Marias head. Im in now…just not in your brain.” A mere moment later one purple dick tentacle shot out of each of Maria’s orifices. Most akwardly she seemed to puke up one hell of a slimy tentacle that was leaking slime all over her chin and upper body. She couldnt speak but she made her discomfort clear by whacking the mouth tentacle untill it dissapeared back down her throat.

Maria coughed up a bit of slime, before swallowing the rest of the mostly tasteless grey goo.

“Never again the mouth, am i fucking clear!”

“Yes dear.”

“What about you two?” Maria looked in the mirror, amused at the two big tentacles that arose from her vagina and asshole, and of course the two smaller ones that had pierced through her nipples from the inside.

“Present. Yeah, im here.” Spoke two voices exactly the same as the first one that belonged to Andrea.

“Oh..this is a mess. Since you three had the same head and voice when you went in to these suits…youre using the same voice. Who is who at this point?” Markus facepalmed. “Jeremy?” “Im here.” “Damien?” “Andrea?” “Yes, im crawling all over insideyou…and inside you.” Maria could feel….all of it….inside her…wriggeling about. “Will you just…retract.” Maria fell to her knees as she could feel her anus,vagina and breasts be massively stimulated by the thick tentacles retreating back inside her. Her moans faded as all seemed to have returned to normal.

“So…let’s get dressed now. You three are just on a ride along, maybe if you behave on the way there i’ll let you have some fun when we get back home.”

Three voices, each exactly the same spoke up in agreement.

“Oh god It’s like the voice of the legion, QUIET!” The voices in her head silenced themselves. “you three are going to give me skitzophrenia.”

“Come on, dear, lets get going already.” Again, Maria could feel the mass of tentacles inside her make her squirm a bit as she could feel them move from side to side…not far from her nether regions. “Cut it out then so i can focus, damn it.”

Silence followed…and the feelings inside her faded.

“Good. Now make me forget about you, and I’ll reward you when we get back.”

Maria picked out a simple beach set of green shorts and a blue nonedescript white t shirt, a bra, some skimpy underwear. She quickly slipped it on, reaching for Markus’s wallet she’d placed on the table. She picked out a fifty dollar bill and put it in her pocket. Down below she could feel a tentacle sprout from her vagina, setteling into place causing a bump that turned Maria from a female to a shemale.

“Really now?” The bump in her crotch moved up and down a bit.

“Fine, fine. But if someone gets close you damn well retract. I am not looking for public attention, damn it.” Another wiggle down below as an snwer. o

Maria checked herself in the mirror. One good looking latino female in green shorts (with crotchbump included) and white t-shirt. Just another local, or perhaps a tourist enjoying the sights. She found herself in the garage, for once not picking through the many different cars of all types, but picking out a simple red bicycle. She unlocked the massive iron gate with the long passcode “ANDREAISAMASSIVESLUT” (it was her own proposal…and also the truth) closing itbehind her

Costa del Costa was a pretty island with plentiful natural beaches, pretty mediterrean woods and a bunch of small villages amidst major touristic centres. Markus had bought a priavte mansion in a bay here with adequate privacy for…more summer oriented skinsuit shenanigans

Maria cycled away from the large beachside emansion at a leisurely pace across the poorly maintained asphalt roads. Yet in this case it gave the whole region a rustic feel, like a place that was still stuck in the 80’s

The…penetration from inside her had settled into place snugly. Moving with every swing of her legs so naturally and softly that Maria had practically forgotten about it. To the right the forest suddenly faded out of sight, replaced with a stunning view of the massive beach a kilometer lower. Maria braked and locked her bike against the metal railing, looking ahead at the pretty sight as she leaned on to the sturdy looking railing.

“Man…what a view. We’ve spent too much time cooped up in our own place. We should try and get out more. Maybe something like a girls day out where we just go as four pretty girls on the public beach.”

“Or you can go there right now like this.” One of the “Samusi” in Maria’s head spoke up. Markus took a moment to try and figure out which one of the three would be most likely to say that.

“We’re just heading off to the supermarket and back.” Maria said it to no one in particular as she enjoyed the feeling of the sun shining down on her pretty face.

“Then why are you standing here staring at the beach?” Maria moaned as she could suddenly feel her “tentacle penis” work itself free from her underwear and shorts, freely letting it poke out of her clothes. It looked as if the cute girl was now wearing a strangely realistic purple dildo. Maria immediately blushed, doing her best to ignore the erotic feeling as her eyes darted from the left to the right. She tried to grab her “erection”, holding tight on the shaft while in her mind she heard “Oh yeah, Maria, jack me off, you know you want to!”

“No, God damn it no.” Maria did her best to push the tentacle back in her pants but it seemed to just increase the arousal that was building now. “Not right now, I’m in public damn it.”

She could feel more…tentacles on the move now, two penetrating her rear from the inside that were now massaging her behind. “Oh God…God…wow.” Maria recomposed herself, forcibly pressing the front tentacle in her shorts and then back inside herself. She could feel her hand be dripping wet with a mix of slime and fluid.

“Yuck.” To her discomfort she could feel her nipples beginning to lactate, her nipples on fire with erotic sensasions all of a sudden. Maria made a quick decision since all three of the horny…essences inside her had already made the decision of what to do next for her. She quickly crossed the street, decending out of sight into the woods.

‘Thank god I didn’t wear high heels.” Her shirt was now soaking wet coated in her own milk, the tentacles were basically fucking her from the inside while a few extras were massaging the area around her nether regions. But…Markus had more discipline then that. Maria kept walking as her body turned into a wet, slippery mix of milk and tentacles all sliding around under her clothes.

“You three have just ruined the clothes.”

“Not like we haven’t done that before.”

Markus did his best to stay on path, looking back and around to make sure no one saw her and that there would be no one to see what she was going to endure soon enough.

She was in luck as she saw a small river cross through the forest that would allow her to clean herself up when everything was over.

“You promised me you wouldn’t go off like this.”

“Dear.” Andrea, obviously. “You forgot that I’m currently letting you lead. I’ve possessed your body, not your mind…but if i wanted to i will. You’re not in charge, I am.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” A tentacle rose from Maria’s crotch to hover in front of her face before slapping it’s slimy erect self in her face.

Maria sat down on the edge of the water as she tried to wash her face clean.

“We’re alone for now…but you three were going to just…take me there on the side of the road for all to see weren’t you?”

“No, that would have been such a humiliation…more suited for me then for you. But it’s fun to make you squirm.” Maria coughed all of a sudden as a tentacle-cock shot out of her mouth, drenching it in slime. To her surprise it emerged, turned around, and shot a massive load of cum in her face. Maria had closed her eyes but she was now blinded for a moment as the tentacle continued to it’s work.

Meanwhile, three more tentacles arose from both her anus and vagina, stretching both unnaturally wide, stimulating her intensely as they got to work in stripping down Maria. They shaped themselves into hooks and pulled off the all clothes from the immobilized woman one by one. Maria’s D-cup nipples were constantly leaking milk and appeared to be bouncing a bit out of their own while her mouth tentacle retreated back inside, leaving Maria a complete victim to the six thick tentacles that arose from her lower openings. For a moment, her “front three” tentacles retreated inside and dissapeared. Maria tried to wipe her face clean, dipping it into the water to try and at least get vision when she was suddenly split into half on her front.

One ridiculously large purple cock tentacle had arisen from her snatch, as thick as a common pole and as long as her arm. Maria tried to fight it, tug at it, but it was now completely stuck in place.

“Come on, Maria….use it the way you want to.” Markus mentally shrugged. These three were not going to let him go untill they had their fun. “Yeah, yeah.” Maria put her somewhat thin looking hands around the cockhead, beginning to jack it off and stimulate it as much as she could. She was now standing on the waters edge as she could feel three tentacles from her rear slide up her body, two wrapping themselves around her still-lactating tits, while the third slid all the way up her back to wrap around her face and facefuck Maria. By this point Markus had already submitted to the pulses and the rythms of this insane sex act of being fucked from the inside out. Her hands tightly jacking off this cock while her willing mouth submitted to the intense thrusts by the tentacle. She closed her eyes as she let all these feelings roll over her. Her nipples were on fire, now being stimulated and rubbed by two tentacles while they continued to lactate and bounce unaturally so. Her hands slipping and sliding all over the massive “tentaclecock” that she could feel pulsate inside her. And three tentacles all stimulating her rear in a way she’d never experienced before.

There were no real thoughts left in Markus’s mind, but an overwhelming feeling of sexual pleasure. Nor were there any witty remarks from the other three.

All of a sudden she could feel a pulse that she hadn’t felt before…rolling out of her lower orifices, through the tentacles on her skin, and…

Maria came, and so did all four of the tentacles. Her bouncing nipples “came” themselves, squirting out milk at high speed into the river right in front. The massive “tentacle cock” squirted its massive load right into the river as well practically turning it white as wave after wave of cum emerged from the massive slit. The tentacles around her massive tits began to cum as well, splattering her body all over at a surpisingly though spray. Meanwhile Maria herself was doing her best to not choke on the massive amount of cum in her mouth, doing her best to lap it all up as the massive purple cock in her mouth continued to ejaculate inside. She let go of the…monstercock to pull the one in her mouth out, redirecting it’s flow to the river as she coughed up some cum and slime. She had not much time to respond as she saw the seemingly ever solid massive purple cock that was harmlessly squiring off into the river simply turn itself around and hose her in cum. Maria could barley breathe as she was practically knocked off balance by the neverending stream that had now fully coated her in cum. She fell to her knees as she waited for it all to pass. And so it did. The stream faltered, and then finished, leaving her to sit in silence as she could feel the cum and milk slowly stream down her body.

“Oh my…that was…BEYOND…anything.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” “Oh yeah, i could feel all of them inside me going at it!” “I didn’t know i could…practically ejaculate milk!”

Maria rose to her feet, four tentacles of various sizes limply hanging off her body. All of them suddenly retracted completely, leaving only the coated Maria behind. She took a few steps before leaping into the cool water of the river, washing herself clean.

“This feels heavenly.” Maria floated on her back when she could feel another tentacle arise from her vagina and head straight for her mouth again. “She never gets enough, does she?” Markus thought as he braced for another round. Yet…the tentacle merely hung over her face before gently rubbing it’s cockhead against Maria’s cheek.

“You can’t imagine just how this feels on my end. You have to experience it.”

Maria laughed. “Ill get around to it later.” She swam back to the shore, quickly wasing out her clothes and putting them on wet.

“Now, from now on no more shenanigans untill we get home. Understood.”

“Yes.” All three voices spoke in unison.

Maria got dressed again before she checked that she still had the money in her pocket…and unsoiled, even. As she turned around, her mouth dropped open wide in absolute shock.

On the other end of the river, not much more then 10 meters away, sat a young fisherman in a getup, his fishing rod at his side, staring at her with an equally flabbergasted face.

“Oh God, he’s seen everything.”