by Kaylee Kane
Good luck!
“What do we do now?” asked Julisa.
The next second, someone snatched me from the crowd and I sank into hands groping my body, ripping my maid outfit into shreds.
A horrified cry tore from my mouth. My back was connected with somebody’s arms stopping me from crashing onto the floor.
“Look at those bubble tits,” said one of the Octopod who swarmed around me.
I was completely naked, exposed, with my beautiful bare body for everyone to see and enjoy. I was trapped in the middle of five Octopods who looked down and studied me like I was some sort of experimental subject.
Their hands touched me everywhere, tracing along the curves and lumps and slowly venturing into deeper, wetter crevices. The warmth emanated from their chiseled muscular chests engulfed me.
Fingers were replaced with tongues. Warm wet tongues trailed along my body. My arms and legs were locked in someone’s grips. I barely saw anything through the sea of Octopods.
I could only feel what somebody was doing to my body. His wet mouth opened following the shape of my large breasts. He sucked it in his mouth, his tongue playing with my erect nipple.
I closed my eyes as sweat poured on my face. My breath was getting shallower. My mind went to my Octopod Daddy. Where was he? I didn’t think I saw him anywhere here.
My other breast was taken in by another mouth and a yelp ripped from my lips. My body tensed with pleasure. My fists clenched tightly.
“Look at her, she’s so wet,” somebody said. “We haven’t even fucked her.”
My breasts were sore and tender and I imagined they were bright pink but there was no stopping of the Octopods sucking them.
One of the hands drawing circles on my tummy trailed further down south and slipped into my wet crevice. As an electric jolt of thrill shot into my stomach, my thighs were spread. My pussy was wide open for public viewing.
I craned my neck to see someone crouching down in front of my cunt. Wet tongue teased the folds of my pussy. Exciting sensations pulsed through my veins as the Octopod licked and sucked the hell out of me.
“Delicious!” The Octopod stood up, wiping his mouth that was slick with my juice.
Another Octopod pushed him out of the way and took his place. He squatted down and sucked the soul out of me.
My body squirmed with delight as I fought to kick my legs. My efforts were futile against their strength and number. I flopped and panted, gasping for a bit of fresh air as the strip club began to reek of sex.
“I am going to fill up that cunt with my dick!” announced the Octopod as he stood up and flapped out his erect dick.
Grabbing onto the fat shaft, he pushed in, stretching the opening of my cunt. My toes curled and my body tensed with immense elation.
“Oh fuck!” I screamed.
“Don’t fucking move. How am I going to go in?” the Octopod scolded and held onto my waist for support.
His fat dick drilled inside me, squeezing through my tight cunt. His dick grazed against the soft walls inside. Heat blazed through my skin.
“How’s that feeling?” I thought someone asked me until the other Octopod replied.
“Fucking great. This cunt is wonderful!”
Inch by inch, I felt the dick enter me deeper and deeper into my guts. Then, he suddenly pulled out, ripping my insides out.
I shouted and jerked back. He slammed inside me again, this time smoother and faster, hitting me right on the spot.
I looked up and was met eye to eye with the Octopod. The familiar light in the gorgeous ocean blue eyes. I knew immediately he was my Octopod Daddy.
“Oh fuck my life!” I muttered to myself and flopped back when someone wrapped his hand around my neck. The next thing I saw was this massive erect dick in my face.
“You are going to suck this real good.”
Before I could protest, the dick was rammed through my lips, stretching my mouth as he fucked my throat.
I tasted the salty precum in my mouth as the large dickhead slammed against my throat, making me gag every time he rocked forward.
I closed my eyes and tried to shut down all the thoughts flooding into my head. How it felt so right and great in my pussy. How humiliating and degrading to be gang-fucked by some Octopods but enjoying. How horny and slutty these alien creatures made me feel.
How I wanted to be fucked like this by my Octopod Daddy every day.
All these and more stirred the delirium brewing in my cunt. No, can’t come first.
The fact that I forbade myself from coming made me hornier and want to come even more.
My whole body shook as the two Octopods fucked me from front and back, thrusting their hard shafts into my tight holes, pushing me to the edge.
No, can’t come!
My cunt spasmed with thrill. My head went amok.
No, don’t come!
I focused on controlling my breathing. My head was pulsing.
Hot cum burst into my pussy, filling me up. Octopod Daddy’s dick pulled out with a vulgar wet plop and sprayed the remains of his cum onto the floor.
White creamy juice oozed out of my pussy. Another explosion filled up my mouth. I swallowed the warm salty cream and some dribbled on the corner of my mouth as he pulled out.
More hot cum rained over my naked body, smothering every inch of my skin.
I burst into ecstasy. My own cum spewed out of my pussy as my whole body spasmed in the greatest orgasm I had ever had in my whole life.
My vision blurred out.
“Vara, wake up!” Julisa’s voice echoed in my ears. Someone shook my shoulders.
A white line of light pierced through the lids of my half-open eyes. I lifted my arms to shield the glare as I let my vision accommodate to the sudden brightness.
Julisa and Sanya’s faces took shape. I stared at them for a whole minute. “Julisa? Sanya?”
I almost forgot how they really looked like. I cupped my face with my own hands and was happy to feel that my glasses were there. I looked down at my fully clothed body and grabbed my boobs that had shrunk to the average human size.
“We are back!” clamored Julisa.
I glanced around at the familiarity of the room Brydon walked us in but that pervert was not there. “Where is Brydon?” I asked, standing up from the chair I was sitting. “How long has it been?”
Julisa checked her phone. “We are really only here for five hours.”
I groped around my waist. “Your kidneys are still there?”
“Yeah, we checked. Everything is fine. I just wonder where Brydon is,” said Sanya. “Maybe he’ll come in and give us a debriefing at least?”
Suddenly, a metal door opened from the other side of the room. Julisa and Sanya jumped to take my sides and grab onto my arms.
The golden dawn light poured into the dim room.
“I think that’s the exit and we’d better get outta here before we are forced to play another game,” I suggested.
“You go first. We’ll follow,” said Julisa.
I rolled my eyes and braved myself forward when a holographic message popped out on the wall next to the door.
Congratulations!
Thank you for visiting Hornymoon Resort.
See you next time.
“We’d better get the fuck outta here as soon as possible.” Goosebumps dotted my arms as I scanned the room. The box that had a white sticker read ‘Octoporn Industries’ caught my attention.
Hugging myself, I made for the door as soon as possible, followed by Julisa and Sanya. Once out of the door, we were back on the street in Chinatown.
The morning sun peeked out from behind the oriental-styled buildings, painting the street with the first drop of light.
“We are back,” I whispered to myself, happiness filling my soul.
I pushed my glasses up my nose with one finger and looked around the street, admiring the variation in patterns and designs
of the buildings.
Even the same species of trees lining up along the street grew differently.
“Let’s go get the car,” said Julisa, twirling her car keys around her finger. “Get some good rest and fall back into the same old boring routine on Monday.”
I smiled to myself and followed the girls back to the car. I could not wait to see Kyres again.
15
I did not think I would get a tropical island honeymoon like couples back in hundreds of years ago. At least one tradition that survived through the recession was the engagement diamond ring on my finger as the emblem of Kyres’ endless love and promise to us.
I studied the colorful glimmering stone under the sunlight on the balcony of our new apartment.
I’d rather breathe in industrial dust than the acrylic smell of newly painted walls. Both were made to kill me so I’d rather pick the less suffocating one.
Staring into the hazy skyline of the city, I let out a deep sigh and let my mind wander off for a bit.
I wondered what happened in Hornymoon Resort after we left. What happened to the people who could not pass the game?
When I thought of what happened there, I smiled to myself.
“Hey babe, I am sorry I need to run,” said Kyres from the lounge room.
I turned around to walk into the lounge room when Kyres stuffed his files into the black suitcase. I stood there and stared at his ageless, handsome face. His slick black hair combed back neatly, revealing his broad forehead.
His bushy, manicured brows arched above his deep-set mysterious green eyes. I felt so lucky to call him my husband soon.
“The office called. They ran into a software problem and need me there immediately,” said Kyres bitterly as he swung the suitcase over his shoulder and grabbed the car keys off the bench. I was snapped back to reality.
“That’s alright,” I said, trying to conceal my disappointment.
It was fucking Sunday and for fucksake, people need their fucking holiday, you fucking moron capitalists! And did his boss not know he was preparing for his big day?
I kept a straight face when I asked, “You will come back for dinner right?”
Kyres came to kiss my lips. His eyes lingered on my face for longer than usual. It made me worry. Usually when he gave me this look, the answer would be no. I did not want to pressure him more. “That I promise. See you soon.”
He turned around and vanished through the door.
My eyes glued to his back and fell on the door. A loud sigh escaped my chest and when I turned around, another brown envelope was left on the bench.
My heart jumped. “Wait, Kyres!”
I picked up the envelope and gasped at what I read:
Octoporn Industries
16
I stared at the brown envelope on the kitchen bench, wishing for the umpteenth time that my eyes were playing tricks on me.
Octoporn Industries
Those bold words were the exact words I saw on the white sticker on a box during the emergency exit from Hornymoon Resort. Now if only the three of us were not in a rush and had a bit more time to take in the surroundings. I was fucking positive they were the exact words.
What the fuck did that mean?
Why did they have to reappear now, taunting me with the memories of the past? Guilt pricked at my conscience. Sure, we had fun in Hornymoon Resort but I did not want those memories to linger into my marriage. What happened in that virtual world stayed in that fucking virtual world!
But this…why did Kyres have this brown envelope?
Turning around, my eyes fell on the closed door that Kyres had gone out. I was half-expecting the door to fly open. He did not come back to collect it.
Why was he in such a hurry to leave? Where was he going? I frowned at the space where he had been. Questions plagued my mind. My curiosity was killing me.
Against my better judgment, I ripped open the brown envelope. My stomach fluttered as I flicked through the papers. My nerves rose in me as I saw the bold word Hornymoon Resort.
“What the fuck?” I mouthed to myself as I flipped through the blueprints. All the memories of the day came back to me.
“Oh, my god…this can’t be real…” My head was spinning. I had no idea what was going on? Feeling lightheaded, I clutched onto my temples and fell on the chair next to me.
I stared at the documents in my hand, waiting for the reality to sink in.
I needed to call the girls.
“This is ridiculous!” cried Julisa. Her wide eyes scanned through the papers. When she finally looked up, her gaze leaped between the both of us in the family room. “You are suggesting that Kyres might be the mastermind behind Hornymoon Resort?”
My head was spinning in delirium, as I looked straight into her eyes. I did not want to believe it. Yet all these evidence were thrust in my face. In the end, I nodded in resignation.
Julisa sank in the lounge. “I can’t believe it.”
“Me neither,” added Sanya. She looked at the calmest among the three of us.
Sanya just got back from work. The cubicle farm and shift works had sucked all the enthusiasm out of her. Now, she was just a dead girl in a living body. “But to be fair, Vara, it is not that unbelievable. I mean, Kyres is an IT person, right?”
“Software programmer,” I corrected Sanya. Kyres would flip if he heard someone called him an IT person, which we all called him.
Sanya rolled her eyes. “Okay, software programmer. Has he ever told you about his projects? Like what he’s doing?”
I shook my head. “He doesn’t really talk about it much. Some PNC shit.”
“That’s right! This is the PNC shit he’s been doing.”
A sigh escaped from my chest. “Look, girls, we are not here to talk shit about Kyres. He will probably be home in a minute.”
I glanced out of the window at the bright red sky and looked at the clock. It was ten past seven. “I want to find out what is this Octoporn Industries about! I want to know what fucking shit are we dealing with right now.”
Julisa and Sanya traded looks. “Apparently, it is a virtual holiday simulator. We’ve done this before,” said Sanya.
“I don’t think it is that simple. Everything is so fucking fishy. Don’t you guys feel that?”
“For godsake, you are still so paranoid.” I shot a glare at Julisa for saying the banned word.
Julisa peeled from the lounge and went to the fridge where she retrieved a bottle of wine. “You need to relax and go with the flow sometimes. Remember when you were freaked out about how Hornymoon Resort would turn out but then we had a blast there?”
She retrieved three wine glasses from the cabinet and filled them on the bench.
I rolled my eyes.
“There is no point worrying ourselves right now. When Kyres gets home, we can start interrogating him.” Julisa winked at me and gestured for the two of us.
With an explosive sigh, I got up and went to the kitchen bench with Sanya. We picked up the glasses and clinked.
“To…more virtual adventures?” Julisa shrugged.
I purged my worries out and forced a smile on my face. I sipped my drink and let it burn down my throat.
“I miss Hornymoon Sling,” muttered Sanya.
I scowled at Sanya.
“I am hungry. Anyone wants pizza?” Julisa looked at the two of us.
I cleared up the two empty pizza boxes and tossed them into the full trash bin. Kyres would flip if he knew we ordered pizza without him. Uneasiness pricked my skin. I checked the time again. It was already ten and the city was in pitch black.
I glanced at the girls, who slumped in the lounge on their phones. Julisa looked up at me. “Is Kyres coming back any sooner?”
I looked at her, wishing I had the answer myself. Instead, I shrugged. “Probably working overtime again.”
In a small voice, I muttered, “On a fucking Sunday night.”
&n
bsp; Sanya yawned. “Did he even message you? I am happy to stay but my manager sure is not going to be happy when I turn up late tomorrow.”
I checked my phone and realized with disappointment Kyres had not left any messages. I could not help feeling a little hurt. “You know what, I am going to give him a call. I don’t give a fuck if he’s going to flip because I am flipping right now.” I hit the call button and waited. All I got was the tone.
