Enough to Wreck Her Pussy
By the time she opened her eyes, the room was already bright.
Sea lay with the blanket pulled over her head and stared at the ceiling for a long while. Even after brushing her teeth several times, a fishy taste seemed to cling to the underside of her tongue, impossible to scrub away.
She was about to close her eyes again when she noticed the bag slumped in a corner of the room. It lay exactly where she had thrown it the moment she got home yesterday.
"......I should put this away."
Sea crawled out from under the blanket and crouched in front of the bag. She reached for the zipper to pull out her workbooks, and her hand stopped.
A black cover was visible inside.
At first she didn't recognize it. She stared blankly at the unfamiliar book wedged between the workbooks, and the moment the worn corners and the cover without a single letter on it registered, her fingertips went stiff.
"Huh......?"
Sea shoved the bag away. She remembered clutching it and fleeing the Academy Reference Room, but she had no memory of picking the book up and stuffing it inside.
Did I put it in?! No—why would I......
The harder she tried to think, the more yesterday's memories tangled together, soaked through with slime and tears. Sea soon shook her head hard. There was no way she would have taken it with her. That left only one answer.
"It followed me......?"
The moment the words left her mouth, a cold shiver crawled up her spine.
She hated it. She didn't even want to know how it had gotten here. She had to make sure whatever was inside never came out again.
Without taking her eyes off the book, Sea rummaged through a drawer. Even when she returned with a roll of wide packing tape, a pair of scissors, and a dry towel, the black cover still lay quietly inside the bag.
"If I do this, it won't be able to get out."
Sea wrapped the book in the towel and drew it out. She set it on the floor, pinned one corner under her knee, and pressed a long strip of tape across the middle.
Riiip.
She wound it around several times, lengthwise and crosswise.
"Don't come out again......! I can't stand the sight of you!"
When she tried to flip the book, the tape stuck to her fingers. Sea shook her hand in irritation and snipped the stuck part away with the scissors. Through all of it, she never lifted her knee from the cover.
It happened just as she was about to lay down the fifth band.
The book twitched beneath her knee.
"Eek......!"
Sea reflexively threw her weight onto it. She pressed the book down with both hands so the covers couldn't part, and hurriedly wrapped the remaining tape around it.
"No. Don't come out! I said don't come out!"
The tape rolled up onto her sleeve. The instant she tried to cut it with the scissors, one side of the cover bulged up from within.
Riiiiip!
The tightly wound tape tore in a long strip. A tentacle shot from the gap and coiled around Sea's right wrist.
"Please......! Ah......! Let go!"
Her wrist was dragged forward, and the scissors fell from her hand. She tried to slam the book shut with her left, but a second tentacle lashed around her palm and yanked it aside.
"Wait—just wait......! I don't want this!"
Her body pitched forward. Before she could brace herself on her elbows, something coiled around her waist and flipped her over. Her back hit the carpet, and the black book lay flung wide open about a handspan from her right shoulder.
Tentacles poured out from between the pages.
One seized her left ankle. When she kicked with the other foot, another tentacle snatched that ankle too and spread her legs to either side. The one around her waist pressed down on her stomach, and both arms were dragged up above her head.
"Let go! Let go of me......!"
Sea twisted. The tape stuck to her wrists and sleeves tangled with the tentacles and stretched along with them, and every time she tried to pull a hand free the adhesive clung again to skin and cloth, fouling her movements.
As if furious that she had tried to seal it away, the tentacles moved far more roughly than they had yesterday.
A slender tip slipped beneath her loose T-shirt. Cold slime smeared her stomach and sides, while another limb slid into her shorts and stroked the inside of her thigh.
"No...... not there. Please......!"
Sea tried to close her knees. The tentacles gripping her ankles only spread her legs wider, and her shorts and panties were shoved down together to mid-thigh.
Between her spread legs, a thick tentacle revealed itself.
It looked even thicker than the one that had taken her the day before. Clear slime poured endlessly from its rounded tip. It rubbed once along the inside of her thigh, then pressed straight down, hard, against her still-dry entrance.
"N-no......! I'm begging you! Not that......!"
The slime-slick tip parted the mouth of her pussy. Sea tried to pull her hips back, but the tentacle pinning her waist held her pelvis flat to the floor. When the rounded head forced its way in, her insides were suddenly stretched wide open.
"Aagh......! Too much, hhk......! It hurts......!"
The tentacle did not stop. Its thick shaft drove the slime ahead of it and plunged in deep all at once. Before she could even catch a breath, it drew halfway out and slammed back in hard.
"Ah—ahh! W-wait......! Nnh!"
The pace was brutal from the start. The thick tentacle scraped roughly along her walls and thrust all the way to the deepest place, and every time her hips slid across the carpet the one around her waist hauled her body back into place.
Wet sounds—thock, thock—echoed through the room. At first it was only the tentacle's slime, but with every rough stroke hot wetness welled up from inside her pussy and mixed with it.
No. This isn't because I like it......!
Sea clenched her teeth and twisted her wrists. Her fingertips strained toward the open book, but the distance didn't shrink at all. Every time the tentacle drove deep, her lower belly seemed to shove upward from within, and the strength kept bleeding out of her arms.
"Stop......! Stop it, it hurts...... nnh!"
One slender tentacle slipped between her parted lips and rubbed her clitoris. At first it swept left and right with a slime-slick tip; soon it clung to the sensitive bud and shook it in short, quick strokes. Sea's waist jerked reflexively.
"Ah, no......! Don't touch there!"
Other tentacles shoved her T-shirt up above her breasts. The moment both were bared, two suction cups latched onto her nipples. Each time they tugged and released the tips—already raw and sensitive from the day before—a short breath burst from her mouth.
"Hht......! I said I don't—I don't want it......!"
The thick tentacle moved even faster, as if it had no intention of giving her room to speak. Every time the deeply buried shaft pulled out, her stretched cunt was dragged along with it, only to be filled to the hilt again in the next instant. Clear slime and Sea's own fluids ran down beneath her hips and soaked the carpet.
Her pelvis couldn't move, yet the tentacle inside her pistoned roughly on its own. She shook her head, and tears slid past her ears and wet her hair.
"Why...... why me again...... hnnngh!"
In that moment, the inner portion of the buried tentacle writhed.
The middle of the shaft sunk deep in her cunt slowly swelled. Walls already packed full were forced wider still. While Sea froze mid-breath, the swollen section refused to pull out and pressed hard against her insides.
"Wh-what is that...... take it out. Take it out, now......!"
The tip began to vibrate.
A shivering tremor spread straight from inside her pussy. While the swollen node crushed her deepest flesh, the rest of the shaft jabbed her wet cunt in short, rapid strokes.
"Aah! No, this...... feels wrong......!"
The tentacle stuck to her clitoris trembled to the same rhythm. The suction cups gripping her nipples pulled in alternating tugs. Pleasure sparking from inside her pussy, from her clit, and from her yanked nipples slammed all at once into the center of her lower belly.
Don't tell me...... I'm going to, like this......
The moment Sea realized what it was, her face went white.
"No......! Don't. I don't do that......!"
The more she tried to pull her hips away, the harder the tip pressed her clitoris. Even when she tried to close her legs, her ankles stayed spread wide. The tentacle inside her followed her pelvis as if it knew exactly which way she meant to flee, grinding again and again over the place that had grown most sensitive.
"Hnn, ah......! Wait, I really can't...... nnh!"
Her words grew shorter and shorter. Her stomach trembled with every breath she drew, and her toes curled inward on their own. Even the thighs she had clenched to endure began to shake.
Something drew tight inside her lower belly. Every time the thick shaft drove in to the hilt, the pleasure she had been holding back surged up to her throat. Sea shook her head and cried, but her soaked walls kept clenching around the thrusting tentacle.
"No...... this isn't—I'm not the one doing this...... hyaaah!"
The swollen section pressed hard against her inner walls and raised the vibration. At the same time, the tentacle covering her clitoris trembled rapidly.
Sea's lower belly suddenly clenched hard.
"Ah, no! I don't want iiit......!"
Her back lifted off the floor. She gripped the tentacle holding her wrists and shook all over. Her walls clenched and released the buried shaft of their own accord, and each time, pleasure that had already overflowed burst again from inside.
"Aaaah......! Hhh, nnh......! Stop, stooop......!"
Far from pushing the tentacle out, her pelvis jerked reflexively several times. Spasms spread through her thighs and stomach, and her toes stayed curled, refusing to uncurl. The sharp pleasure gathered at her clitoris and the thick node buried deep in her pussy stirred her body all at once, and her mind went white.
Her breath caught. The tentacle did not wait for her to calm down.
While her walls were still twitching, the thick tentacle pushed in to the deepest place. The swollen shaft hardened and pulsed larger several times inside her, like a heartbeat.
"No...... you're going to come again......?"
Hot, thin white fluid poured into her cunt.
"Hhk......!"
Even after the first spurt struck deep, the tentacle convulsed again and again. The hot fluid filled her already-soaked insides, and some of it ran back out along the shaft, past her entrance.
Sea shook her head and twisted her waist.
"No...... stop. Don't do it inside......"
But the tentacle seemed to thin a little, then moved roughly again. It thrust in short strokes through the cunt slicked by its own release, forcibly reviving the spasms of a climax that hadn't yet ended.
"Aah! Wait, I'm still...... hnnngh!"
Her pussy, messy with come, gaped helplessly with every short thrust. The tip pressing her clitoris kept trembling without mercy, and all Sea could do was let out sounds broken by sobs.
The thick tentacle drove deep again.
This time, with a shorter, stronger convulsion than the first, it poured out what fluid remained. The white liquid pooled inside her was forced out and ran down beneath her hips.
"Nnh, hnnn......"
Only after it twitched a few more times did the tentacle's strength leave it. The ones that had seized her clitoris and nipples stopped vibrating as well.
Through blurred eyes, Sea looked at the Black Book to her right.
If she didn't close it now, it might start all over again.
"Please...... stop now......"
In the moment the tentacles holding her wrists loosened, she yanked both hands free. The tape tugged at her sleeves and skin, but she didn't care. She rolled onto her side and crawled toward the book, and the thick tentacle inside her slowly pulled out. White fluid poured all at once from her gaping entrance.
Sea clenched her teeth and laid her hands on the cover. Torn tape was caught between the pages, and the cover snagged halfway.
"Why won't it close......! Close!"
One remaining tentacle tried to grab her ankle again. Sea scraped the end of the tape off with her nails, then threw the full weight of both hands and her upper body onto it.
The black cover finally shut.
The tentacles sprawled across the floor and over her body were dragged toward the book all at once. The last tip coiled around her thigh slipped free, and only the book, tape hanging in tatters, remained on the carpet.
Sea lay facedown beside it, gasping.
"Haa...... ha......"
The tentacle's fluid kept leaking from her pussy. Her T-shirt was shoved up, her shorts and panties hung at her thighs, and tape clung to her skin. Everything was a mess.
She didn't have time for a long shower. As long as that book stayed in the house, it felt as if it would open again. Sea wiped herself and the floor in a hurry, then changed into fresh underwear and clothes.
She wrapped the Black Book in several layers of towel and sealed it inside two plastic bags. She wound packing tape around the bundle several more times, then shoved it into the thickest bag she owned. Even after zipping it all the way shut, she yanked the straps again and again.
"I just have to throw it somewhere far away......"
She didn't think about what would come after. She only wanted it gone from her room.
Sea clutched the bag to her chest and left the apartment. When she pressed the elevator button at the end of the hall, the doors opened at once.
Two people were already inside.
She hesitated for a moment, but she couldn't go back. If she was with other people, maybe she could even get help......
Sea stepped in with her head lowered and stood in the corner. She hugged the bag against her chest so no one could see it.
The doors closed.
It was the moment the elevator began to move downward.
Riiiiip.
From inside the bag came the long sound of packing tape being torn.
The two people riding with her turned, at the same time, to look at Sea's bag.