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Jacob didn't even want to go on this dumb trip.
The 12-year-old boy maintained that the entire flight over and the entire golf cart ride over to the resort through the city they'd landed it. He couldn't pronounce the name of it--much less of the country--but his mom insisted it was a 'cultural marvel' and 'a great opportunity for the family to break out of its shell!' He wanted to spit with contempt and boredom.
After a full week of this place, he was more than excited for the plane ride home the next day, and more than upset that a guided hike through a muggy, bug-infested jungle was between it and him.
His friend Danny told him all about his family's vacation to Disney and Epcot, sending pictures from his cellphone of the fun rides, of the replicas of spaceships at Tomorrowland, meeting their favorite characters... it made Jacob green with envy.
Instead of being in Florida, he was here--in Poly-what's-it-called, lazily trudging behind his mother as she obediently walked along the trail through the muggy jungle their hiking guide was instructing them through. Jacob hated his life. It was hot. Humid. He felt like his Stormtrooper themed t-shirt was drenched in sweat. Bugs were biting him every couple of seconds and his feet hurt from walking.
Feeling his phone vibrate, he checked it surreptitiously when his mother wasn't watching, briefly stepping aside and away from the group. The boy's eyes widened as he saw a picture of Danny getting to meet Kylo Ren. He felt his face flush with jealous anger, and turned in a huff to see the group had gotten about fifteen yards ahead of him.
Jacob moved to begin jogging over towards them but paused. They didn't notice he wasn't with them. The boy figured this was a good opportunity--he'd just slip back to the hotel unnoticed, where it was air conditioned, and he could relax for the night. Come morning, it'd be time to go home and back to his video games.
The kid looked left and right, before quickly slipping off the path and into the woods. His gym shorts did little to keep the bugs off his calves and the twigs and branches from leaving little stinging marks, but, toughing it out, Jacob hiked (quietly) about forty yards off the beaten path. He reasoned he'd just slip into the woods, hike a large semicircle so he wouldn't be noticed leaving the group, and then rejoin the path downwards and away from the others. Confident, he lifted his bright blue sneakers and started walking.
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Things did not go as planned.
The hot summer afternoon gave way to a cooler, orange-sky evening. Jacob was trying not to panic as he all but sprinted through the monotone viridian cream of the jungle. It was only about forty feet! Only forty feet away from the path he'd walked, where was he?! He swallowed and fell with a shout down a small hill, rolling over himself as he fell and coming to a painful halt... in front of a small lake.
Stone structures covered the surrounding sides of the lake, beckoning the boy forward and breaking him out of the stupor he'd felt after falling--no time for crying, this place smelled of adventure.
"It's like on Coruscant..." He whispered, running a hand over a large stone tablet resting in the tall grass around him. Wind blew through the trees, the sound of a thousand snakes hissing as the reeds and the grass rubbed against one another. The slabs were odd--carved with writing he couldn't understand and with images on them. Monsters, it looked like.
"Where am I...?" Jacob asked himself. The fear of being lost was overtaken by his awe at the sight of his newfound surroundings.
As Jacob took in his surroundings, the gentle breeze shifted the tall grass surrounding the water source. If one was looking carefully enough, they would spot a dark hole slightly protruding within the shrubbery. An aged rock formation surrounded the gaping hole, the dry moss covering the rocks clearly showing the entrance's age. There was very little disturbance in the earth surrounding the entrance in the ground, the grass having grown tall enough to shroud the entire entrance, unless someone bushwhacked far enough into the jungle...
One would assume that with the lack of disturbance around the cave's entrance, it was an uninhabitable shelter. Except for one species, that is.
A large gust of wind picked up suddenly, blowing Jacob's rugged brown hair as his clothes billowed against his body. Little did the boy know, this wind carried his scent right toward the cave's dormant inhabitant.
Within the recesses of the cave, a hulking creature that resembled an enormous dried out starfish lay in deep slumber. A long-forgotten species, the Trilobite was currently in a state of long-term 'hibernation' for the time being. It had been a long time since the creature had a potential mate visit its den, and it needed to keep itself immobile to retain their energy source until a new partner came around. Fortunately, that time was now for the Trilobite.
The strong gust carried Jacob’s smell right into the den, the holes on the back of the Trilobite dilating as it captured a foreign, unfamiliar, yet welcome smell. Mate... thoughts started racing through the creature as its body quickly woke up. Its senses were titillated by the new scent that it detected, and it was most certainly a strong one.
Sweat combined with Jacob’s detergent created a very stimulating sensation for the creature, and its body began to pulse up and down as the Trilobite began gathering itself to finally move after years of dormancy.
Mate… near…
Sneakers carefully stepped in the soft earth on the lakeshore as Jacob examined the stone pillars--the ruins, really, a little more closely. There were etchings on them alright; each slab bore an image of some person in the midst of an attack by a horrible looking monster. Jacob eyed it closely: circular whirls gave off the image of a great mass of tentacles writhing around the bodies of some poor victim, with jagged points resembling teeth present beneath them both. A mouth?
Jacob moved away from the slab as the wind blew around him. The gusts sent a low, sonorous sound through the pillars and slabs, the sounds of the currents of wind blowing through stone arches filling the jungle air. The young boy suddenly felt very aware of his own isolation. And how very exposed he was.
He turned his head towards the lake, brown eyes gauging its depth and size. It didn’t matter either way, since the last thing Jacob wanted was to swim. He edged closer to the waterline, towards a stone slab that sat further away from the others. An outlier. As his sneakers sank into mud slightly, producing wet, sharp sucking sounds in the air, he stepped up to lean over the rock.
It was carved just the same as all the others, but it had no human on its surface. Only the monster. Jacob glanced up and around the lake. Its deep, murky waters felt very, very unsafe, and it made the kid's hairs stand to attention like soldiers in an army.
He stepped back and away from the lake, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead.
"HELLO?!" Jacob shouted suddenly, cupping his hands to his mouth. He guessed that a place like this had to be known by someone, if not the resort, then maybe by locals. Maybe some friendly native would appear and guide him back to a village, back to his parents.
"...Anyone?" He asked, after receiving no answer, in a small and quiet voice. The grass was flattened in a line as he paced back and forth.
The boy's yell pierced through the air; the noise quickly being received through the Trilobite's receptors. It sensed its newfound mate's vibrations as it coursed through its body. The massive starfish creature shivered at the sensation. Mate... calling...
With a renewed burst of energy, the Trilobite heaved its giant form up. The fleshy petals of its inner core fluttered slightly, excited at the prospect of capturing a fresh mate. It oriented its form, so it faced the entrance to its den. It had been so long since a mate had come across its territory, the creature could tell just how untouched everything was. It was more than satisfying that a species came by to present itself to the Trilobite.
It slathered across the cave floor, maneuvering itself over the smooth rocks and loose dirt as it clambered over to the entrance, where the orange glow of the day's dusk shone down. The sickly pale green color of the Trilobite showed brightly to the mellow light. Jacob's scent carried an even stronger smell, the Trilobite gliding its tentacles not braced against the ground across every surface imaginable. It was exciting itself up, so eager to welcome their new prey into its den.
As the mate vocalized once more, the large tendrils curled and grasped the jagged rocks that stuck out from the cave’s exit. Nearly fully awake, it pulled itself up with vigor, almost desperate to get closer to the enticing musk that permeated the boy’s body.
Once it finally breached the exit, it paused. Most of the Trilobite's body remained fixed to the rocks just inside the cave, but part of it peaked out, taking in its mate's form. The holes on the Trilobite's back widened even further, sucking in as much of Jacob's smell as it could. Breed... mate...
With delicate ease, the Trilobite slithered one of its smaller tendrils out and began to weave its way through the grass towards their new prey.
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Jacob sucked in air. He held it in his chest, his hands forming a tight cylinder around his lips as he bellowed so loudly his diaphragm hurt:
"ANYONE?!"
A moment passed. No reply. He glanced around and up. This little clearing in the forest looked like it sat in something that resembled a valley... no… more like the bottom of a cliff's edge. He thought hard for a moment as he glanced at the high rocky hills around them--almost like a crater's lips.
It would take some work climbing back up. The boy was already sweaty and tired. It was late, his arms and legs burned from exertion, and he felt a thin layer of sweat clinging to every inch of his body. His shirt was sticking to him like he'd been dunked underwater. Jacob almost wanted to dive in and swim in the lake. Instead, he turned and glanced up towards the trees.
Maybe if he climbed one, he could shout from higher. Then someone might hear him. Jacob turned towards a set of jagged rocks, a little outcropping on the edge of the lake. A tall, sturdy looking tree grew from above the hill that led to the crater. The boy jogged through the grass in that direction, breathing measured. He played soccer--he was used to it.
A yelp split the air as Jacob's foot hit something moving in the grass, making him trip and land on his hands and knees. The boy scrambled a few feet away, shuddering. It sounded like a snake, cutting through the grass as it slithered.
Jacob stumbled back to his feet, starting up a quick jog away from the sound.
Just stay away from it. Lucky it didn't bite me...
Jacob didn’t know, but the boy had clipped the Trilobite's tendril as it slithered toward him. The creature tensed for a moment, the forked tip at the end of the tendril curling around the open air as it tried to snag Jacob's shoe. Unfortunately, he had scrambled away just in time from the creature’s grasp. The Trilobite wasn't to be deterred, however, as it continued sliding through the tall grass toward Jacob.
So close... mate... near... the Trilobite was nearly salivating internally, its inner core growing wet with arousal as the flaps quivered in need.
It pulled more of its form out of the hole, making some noise that had their mate pause and glance toward the cave's entrance. During the distraction, the Trilobite paused its venturing tendril. The tentacle lay hidden in the tall grass as it waited for a moment. The creature shivered as it sensed the boy standing still. It could sense how heated their mate was, pheromones seeping from his skin as it was inhaled deeply by the Trilobite.
The creature could wait no more. It was clear their mate was showing off their virility despite their small figure. The Trilobite wasn't bothered by that, in fact, it was delighted that it would be able to handle their mate's light figure with ease. As quick as lightning, the Trilobite struck, whipping its tendril out from the tall grass and darting to Jacob.
The Trilobite felt its mate move, but not in time to avoid its grasp. The forked tip quickly whipped around the back of Jacob's left calf with a loud thwip, twining itself around the small appendage with a quickness that most animals would be unable to avoid. It coiled higher before the boy could even blink, locking its grip tight around his kneecap.
The creature shivered at the sensation of its mate's muscle growing tight, flexing as if to show its body off to the Trilobite.
Must... breed mate...
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Everything felt dangerous suddenly. Jacob turned towards the hill, seeing it as salvation--as he heard the grass stir behind him. The snake (if it even was a snake) was moving towards him, fast, and he had to move quickly before it caught up. Not four seconds later, something by the water caught Jacob's ear, the boy's head involuntarily shooting towards the sound.
Something... big was throbbing by the grass, large porous holes in its back opening wide as though they were sniffing. Jake stared in confusion-fascination, disgust, fear, all of them mixing and resulting in the boy gaping at this unfamiliar creature. Eyes wide, he went still like a deer in the headlights at the alien being.
This was suddenly too much like Star Wars. He needed to get out of here. Now.
Right as he was about to move, Jake felt something wet grab his leg.
"Aah!" Now he screamed, suddenly jerking to life and turning away from the being and towards the wet, eel-like thing coiled around his lower-right leg. He wildly flailed his leg, trying to dislodge it, but the motion both did not deter the entity but actively caused it to reinforce its grip. As Jacob lost his balance, he felt the creature slithering further up his leg and threatening to move towards his thigh.
The boy's body hit the ground with a thud. He panted, head jerking down towards whatever that thing was. The being on the lakeshore disappeared behind the tall grass that Jake vanished underneath as he fell, making shoveling motions as he tried to propel himself away.
"Uaah! Ah!"
While Jacob's terror grew, so did the Trilobite's arousal now that it had a firm grip around their target. It lowered itself back into its den, using its own weight to help drag the boy through the tall grass.
Fifteen feet away.
The creature shuddered with anticipation as Jacob began struggling in its grip. It felt their mate pull and kick at their tendril as it readjusted to lock even tighter around the boy's leg. The Trilobite relished how smooth its mate's skin felt. Such a mate like Jacob was special, a once in a century opportunity, and the creature was nearly vibrating with excitement as it pulled Jacob closer, and closer to the cave...
Ten feet away.
Virile... mate... the Trilobite thought, as it felt the boy flex under its grip some more. It could feel the small, yet rigid, muscle twitch and tense underneath its tendril. To the creature, this was their mate demonstrating its potency. The boy was showing off for the creature, demonstrating its strong capability to survive on its own, and the Trilobite was eager to connect with this new mate.
Five feet away.
The boy's form finally appeared through the tall grass, the Trilobite's entire body almost entirely in the cave entrance by now. Its mate had done everything at this point to tease the Trilobite. From kicking, to punching, and even pinching, it was no use when it came to the Trilobite's thick skin and sneakily strong muscle as it dragged Jacob towards its home.
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Whatever this thing was, it was stronger than ten fully grown men. More than an elephant, Jacob thought as he felt the grass drag underneath him, back sliding effortlessly through mud. The Trilobite was unimaginably strong to the boy, and even then, he kept fighting it.
At first, he thought it was going to take him underwater, like the rest of the slabs. Jacob had no concept yet of how wrong he was, but that time was rapidly disappearing as his efforts to grab onto anything to slow the creature's abduction failed.
"Help! HELP!"
Jacob could hear the thing move, slithering over the stone and shifting gravel underneath it. It must have been unbelievably heavy, a huge weight of leathery wet flesh that was slowly retreating not into the water, but into the darkness of a cave.
Darkness fell over both as all of Jacob’s efforts failed--he even tried to stab the thing with his fingernails and small rocks to no avail as smooth rocks slid under them both. It smelled wet and strangely gravid in the shadow of the Trilobite's den. Desire hung in the air from the beast, unrecognizable to Jacob as anything other than the lurid musk of an alien monster.
"Aaaah!" The boy yelled, wiggling his body to get away. His left leg swung up and down like an axe onto the creature's tentacle coiled around his other, a strong kick despite his exhaustion from the struggle.
The Trilobite was elated, having finally pulled its mate back into its den. It wanted to move at a million miles an hour, undressing the strange material that covered its mate so it could get right to breeding, but it held itself back.
Time... the creature thought, tugging Jacob into the dark recesses of the cave with a simple tug. Before the boy could flip upside down and bash his head into a rock, the Trilobite flung a larger tentacle out to catch his backside. It gently glided across Jacob’s damp back, shaking in joy at the salty sweat that was matted into the boy's shirt.
The large tentacle continued its trek across Jacob's back before the tip came to rest on his left collarbone. It pressed the tip of the tendril into the boy's exposed shoulder, as if it were a large tongue trying to taste its mate. Moving on, the Trilobite wound the thick tentacle up the boy's left arm, eating up the way his arm flailed wildly as it slowly locked his arm out tight.
Ferocious... hot... strong... it thought to itself. The creature’s past mates had been way more mobile and stronger than Jacob, but he was special. There was a small delicateness to him, and the Trilobite loved how easy it was to maneuver him without any plight. It raised itself up higher, using the other thick tentacles to branch out and hold itself up. Tentacles slapped along the cave's surface with a wet smack as it held itself up high.
It was time to show itself off to their mate, and bind the boy up more for his first breeding...
~
The vanishing escape window disappeared for Jacob the moment the Trilobite's arm maneuvered up his backside and over the cool dampness of his shirt. The boy would scream if his lungs weren't empty, breathing limply in the grasp of the alien as it pulled him in and up. Even Jacob had to admit that it felt slightly good to have the cool (by comparison) alien flesh against his body after being in the hot sun, but his eyes snapped open as he heard wet thumps against the roof of the cave.
"Oh no, no no..." The kid whimpered with a mix of confusion and horror, his arm trying to flex its way out of the grasping appendage snared around it. The flexing, quaking Trilobite was plainly visible even in the darkness of the cave, Jacob's mouth sealing into a line as he repressed a scream that threatened out of his throat.
'What... is that...?!' The thought raced in his head, as he glanced up at the mouth of the cave, nothing but shadows greeting him as he jerked his head around in terror.
It was bringing him closer. The monster was going to eat him. Jacob swallowed hard and looked at the starfish-like creature looming over him, his body trembling like a prey animal in a snare.
The Trilobite pulled the boy closer, flaps on the inner core shaking like a leaf in the wind, eager for more. So close... mate... it paused for a moment. Its heaving form taking in the boy's gasping one as he continued shaking and struggling under the Trilobite's strong grip. The creature braced its smaller tendrils to help orient the mate for a proper breeding, the first of many to come.
THWIP
Another forked tendril darted out, a light sound of a whip cracking almost, as it snagged the boy's left thigh. The creature was almost disappointed at the feeling of the boy's cargo shorts blocking the skin-to-skin contact. Protection... mate... remove, the Trilobite thought, a sense of urgency overtaking it as the new tendril spiraled down the boy's left leg versus the one wrapped up on his right.
The Trilobite grew more aroused as it wound around Jacob's left calf, feeling it twitch and shake as it tightened its inescapable grip, immobilizing another limb of its mate. Reaching the bottom, it was almost unbothered by the boy's shoe that covered his foot. Increasing its grip, the Trilobite forced the forked ends of its tendril into Jacob's shoe.
With a harsh yank, his sneaker was ripped off along with his sock, exposing his toes to the muggy yet slightly cool air.
The creature was slow, yet efficient, darting out an even smaller tendril to the boy's remaining shoe and ripping it off with a practiced ease. It heard a loud vocalization emitting from the boy, enjoying the way his body vibrated with the Trilboite's. The boy was clearly enjoying the removal of his clothing, and the Trilobite had a few more layers to remove from Jacob.
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Jacob felt his breath quicken, jolts of adrenaline shooting through him as he felt his brow quicken with sweat. The Trilobite was alien, bizarre, hulking and heaving with shuddering, arrhythmic breaths that seemed almost frenetic with excitement. The boy's legs continued their futile resistance--
"Stop! Let go! Let me go!"
With both legs and an arm snared by the Trilobite, Jake flung his last arm down to try to dislodge the creature's grip on him, small but strong hands contesting with the huge leathery feeler that effortlessly tugged his socks and shoes off both feet.
"Ah!" Jake gasped, the tendrils coiling against his bare lower legs.
His yelps continued, wordless barks of protest as he flailed his arm against the Trilobite's grasp. He feebly extended his free arm out in front of him; like his extended palm would hold the Trilobite’s reaching, invading tentacles away from beneath his shorts and his sweat-stained tee. Jacob gasped desperately.
"No, no, no...!"
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A hand, reaching out, aching for more touch from the Trilobite.
What creature wouldn't oblige itself?
The Trilobite extended a smaller tendril to wrap around Jacob's remaining free hand, twirling up the bare arm towards his sweat soaked tee. The creature flexed its own tendrils, demonstrating its massive power as it adjusted the boy’s arms so they were flung out to either side of him, perpendicular to the ground he hovered above.
So strong was the Trilobite, that its tendrils held all 80lbs of Jacob with ease. Another larger tentacle reached out, slathering itself over Jacob's right shoulder. The creature’s tendrils had now grown moister, a combination of Jacob's humid body and its own arousal now seeping over its entire form. The large tendril trickled its way down to the boy’s waist from his back, his hairless torso barely exposed as his tee was pulled up a bit.
The creature shivered at the sight, watching Jacob’s abdominals flexed to try and pull his arms in. The Trilobite drooled with arousal as the inner flaps nearly opened, but it held itself back.
Mate... not ready...
The large tentacle finally finished its sensuous journey along Jacob's back. It slid across the boy's right side, brushing against his v-line as it slid across his stomach just above his cargo shorts.
The creature could feel its mate's stomach muscles twitch in delight. Clearly the boy was enjoying the Trilobite's seductive caresses. It made two loops around Jacob's waist before cinching itself tight, hiking his shirt up a bit more as it hugged the boy's bare, sweaty skin.
The Trilobite, interpreting Jacob's resistance as a bid for affection and sealing the boy's limbs in a writhing prison, managed to renew its mate's energy for a struggle.
Jacob flexed his slim legs and struggled vigorously, trying to ignore how the beast shuddered and grunted with excitement. Its wriggles between rigid arousal and flexible relaxation made Jacob emit a strangling noise of fear. Was it going to eat him? Was it preparing something? Where was its mouth?
The boy couldn’t help but feel more hopeless as he felt the thick coil of the tentacle encircle his waist. Two loops easily covered half of his stomach, the tendrils thicker than his own quads.
More seeking appendages dragged across the poor kid's skin as Jacob gasped, his noises echoing against the cavern walls.
"Ah! Mnh!" He cried. The Trilobite felt like a swarm of slimy pythons across his limbs. They were flexible but equally strong--every centimeter was pure muscle. The grip was strong, the weight hefty... and so firm around Jacob's entire torso. It was so warm, so wet, already so overstimulating. He wanted out of his sweaty clothes to take a bath, he wanted to go home, he wanted it to let him go—
Jacob would soon realize that only one of those wishes would come true.
"Please, please...!" He cried, young voice cracking in desperation. His voice had barely begun to drop, still a high-pitched yelp of anxiety. Slick with sweat and whatever seeped from the Trilobite's skin, he thrashed in the embrace, limbs stretching and flexing uselessly in the alien's examining clutch.
It was so slick against his skin, and so strong. It reminded Jacob that it could probably tear him in half in a millisecond if it wanted to. The boy's strangled gasp barely stopped itself from spilling out as he resisted the Trilobite's molesting tentacles.
The creature answered one of Jacob's three internal pleas, just not in the way that the boy would hope. The Trilobite was practically dripping with arousal over itself, some of it beginning to seep onto Jacob himself. Eventually, its own fluid would have more volume covering the boy's body than his own sweat. As much as the creature wanted to be slow, it had to proceed with disrobing its mate.
Delicious as the boy's sweat felt, it wasn't enough.
Another smaller tendril reached out, moving just above the tight coil around the boy's stomach as it found the opening to Jacob's shirt. It slithered up, winding its way up the boy's lean torso. It paused for a moment, feeling their prey's rapid heartbeat that thundered across his ribcage.
Mate...needs... breed... the Trilobite thought, sliding its tendril that was thicker than Jacob's wrist up his sternum. It finally breached the neck hole of his t-shirt. The tip tickled the boy's throat a bit, flicking against his small chin as their mate vocalized its pleasure once more. The Trilobite knew that the boy was aching for more touch, to be connected and mated as one. It wrapped the tip over the neckline of Jacob's shirt, turning its tendril into a makeshift hook. And then it yanked.
Hard.
RIIIP
The noise echoed through the cave as Jacob's Star Wars themed shirt was torn apart like a piece of paper. It was almost too easy for the Trilobite. Its inner core drooled as it took in its mate's revealed form. Streams of sweat dripped down his tan chest, coupled with nipples that were just beginning to pebble.
It was a divine sight to the Trilobite.
~
'Is it drooling on me?' Jacob thought as the creature enveloped him in a slick drench of some bizarre origin. It clung to his skin, a sharp indicator of total possession and ownership by the Trilobite, though Jacob had no awareness of what came next. Instead, he looked down, and up, and down again frantically as the thing sensually slid a tentacle under his shirt and up against his skin.
It reminded Jacob of when he was little and was being lectured by his mom about strangers.
Never let someone touch you without your permission, especially not in a way that makes you feel weird.
Here was the Trilobite, winding a tentacle up Jacob's shirt, the boy's wide eyes following the wandering hill in his clothes that eventually breached out near his neck.
Hot muscle pressed deep against Jacob's chest as the creature contemplated and then it made up its unassailable mind--make its prey bare. The fabric shredding accompanied another scream from Jacob, who suddenly was left in thin shorts and tatters of a shirt hanging against him, dropping out of the Trilobite's grasp and to the floor of the cave.
Under the boy's tan skin, flexible muscle moved with resistance, two dark brown nipples set against flat, soft pectorals. He was thin, lean like a colt, body sticky with sweat and slime and writhing with efforts to escape.
The Trilobite had let Jacob's torn shirt drift off to the cave floor without a care in the world. It was dripping at its mate's form. The inner flaps of its core looked like they were having a seizure, vibrating with fervor as one flap would begin to peel itself open, only to retreat as the creature reigned in its self-control.
Must... breed... focus...
That self-control of the creature went out the window when it watched the boy pull his body back as far as he could.
The action caused Jacob's chest to stretch as it curved up and out toward the Trilobite's quivering flaps. His ribs pressed against his skin, abs clenching and relaxing every other second as he strained to pull himself away from the iron grip of the creature. His neck muscles bulged out as he craned his head back, grunting and yelling as he attempted to thrash once more in the Trilobite's tentacles. To no avail, Jacob was just exhausting himself at this point.
The Trilobite had finally brought the boy close enough that he could really see the creature. The dim orange light from the cave's entrance illuminated its form just enough that Jacob could see the full scale of his molester. With both mates now bathed in a soft glow, the Trilobite finally revealed itself.
Multiple squelches sounded from the Trilobite's core as it opened its center. The numerous fleshy petals peeled away like a blooming sunflower, strands of its fluid stringing apart as its arousal had fully soaked its interior. In the center, a massive mouth with pointed teeth aligned vertically. Surrounding the predatory maw were eight orifices, constantly opening and closing as if they were massive blinking eyeballs.
The teeth barely parted, something small lurking in the back of the creature's mouth as the Trilobite waited for its mate to take in its bare form.
~
Never having felt more exposed in his life than now, Jacob thrashed in the creature's grip, those shaking flaps reminding the boy a little too much of his dog at home licking his chops after (or before) a particularly savory meal. A high-pitched yelp broke the cavern's relative quiet; it left Jacob's lips like a gunshot, cutting over the sounds of the Trilobite's grunting and heaving and Jacob's hyperventilation.
"Stop! Let me GO!"
More struggling, more resistance, more of the same--Jacob might as well have been trying to lift a car with one hand. His lithe frame fought with all its might against the grasping appendages that looped around his own like pythons, muscle shifting under skin and the boy's flat stomach covered with a fine sheen of sweat and alien slime. His nipples, two dark perks on a tanned plane, felt tingly in the muggy air of the cavern.
God, those teeth! Jacob screamed, watching the shuddering fangs clack together dangerously as something (a tongue, maybe?) jerked around behind it. The Trilobite's jaws were imposing enough that Jake's eyes were taken from the blinking orifices flanking it, wet eye sockets with fleshy protuberances trembling inside.
The monster was even more terrifying up close--in the dim light of the fading sun Jacob saw its leathery skin, its expansive underside, its chattering teeth...
It reminded him of when he went to the aquarium with his mom, three or four years ago, and saw the starfish in their tank. This must be what it was like to be on the underside of one. Once more the boy thrashed, his thighs clenching and his small biceps flexing under the strain of fighting the Trilobite.
"No no no NO! PLEASE!"
Jacob's constant struggling and yelling only served to invigorate the Trilobite's drive to mate with him. The creature's opened petals shook once more at the feeling of the boy's vocalizations reverberating through its tendrils, travelling all the way up back to its inner core. As much as it wanted to release its pink tendrils, it needed to bare its mate more… reveal more of Jacob's virile essence to the Trilobite.
The thick tentacle circled around his stomach cinched tighter, keeping a firm hold despite the sweat and arousal mixing. The Trilobite squeezed around each of Jacob's limbs occasionally, relishing the feel of his smooth skin against the trilobite's own leathery yet silky touch.
It detected another barrier covering the creature's mate, located below the tentacle wrapped around the boy's waist.
Need... bare.... mate... its thoughts were at a rapid pace, the creature trying to reign in its arousal that wanted to just intertwine with its mate already. The Trilobite wanted to savor it though, so long had it been without a mate, and Jacob was a perfect specimen for the Trilobite to breed.
Using its dexterous tendril coiled up Jacob's right leg, the forked tip began to wiggle its way under the boy's loose cargo shorts. It began to corkscrew up... and up... as it tickled across his inner thigh. A jolt ran through the Trilobite's mate, and it paused for a moment to enjoy how excitable he was. Clearly, the boy was reciprocating his arousal back to the creature.
~
Jacob's eyes darted around the cave in search of anything. Any sign of help, any way out--there were none. Bound as he was, he couldn't even pinch himself to wake up from this nightmare.
He wishes it even was one.
His yells radiated down the Trilobite's skeleton, gripping onto the tentacles for dear life as poor Jacob tried to wrench himself out, pull himself loose, anything!
Too little, too late--something... wet slithered up his leg and under his pants. A large tentacle with a pair of prodding digits at its end pushed up and around the soft thigh beneath khaki shorts, Jacob's eyes snapping down in horror. He watched the mound beneath his clothes begin to move, pushing up his leg and getting close to--
"NO! You can't touch me there, no! No!" He barked at the Trilobite, as though that would somehow dissuade the hungry being from molesting him.
Despite everything he was going through, Jacob felt a twitch in his groin as the hefty appendage moved around under his pants. He whimpered, the noise swallowed up in the chaos, trying to twist his legs shut to keep the Trilobite out. The alien's efforts were rewarded regardless, but still something blocked its path--some thin layer of fabric, quickly soaking into Jacob's skin from the oozing tentacle, clung to the boy's crotch and ass. It'd have to come off once the shorts were gone.
"Mnnh..."
The Trilobite's was nearly soaking itself with how eager it was to breed. Feeling the boy's small quad flexing and twitch under its caress as it moved closer to his groin was driving the Trilobite mad with desire.
Years of empty dormancy, the lack of a partner to breed, to do what it was made to do from its birth. Now, the boy was finally here to refill those needs.
The forked tips brushed against Jacob's underwear, feeling him twitch under the touch as the tendril was so close to the boy's nether regions. It would connect there in due time, for now the boy needed to have his form bare, just like the Trilobite. It wound more of its tentacle up the boys smooth quad so the tips peeked out from his waistband.
The Trilobite wormed the smaller of the forked tips through a belt loop of Jacob's shorts, and it began to pull up. At first nothing seemed to change, the Trilobite was almost confused as to how the mate remained protected by its strange material, but then, things changed as it increased pressure. Unfortunately for Jacob, his belt loop was stitched very well, and refused to break away as his shorts were being forced away from his waist.
With increasing force, the stitches finally began to give way from the shorts. Small tearing noises sounded near the boy's crotch, as with more force came more destruction. The shorts pulled tight against the boy's backside, sealed against his skin as the front was slowly being ripped open.
POP
The metal button on the front of his shorts came undone, exposing part of the last barrier to the Trilobite... a peek at what it would soon see. It drooled with more arousal, applying even more force to the boy's shorts until with a final rip, the shorts split in half from Jacob's lower torso.
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More and more the boy thrashed in the alien's hold, little arms and legs struggling against taut tendrils and trying to pull his groin away from the invading arm that had slithered up into his pants. The trilobite would feel something nudging against its roaming tentacle, and the barest hint of a whine left Jacob--averting his eyes and choking back a noise of confusion and fear.
Suddenly, his entire lower body lurched. It was like the Trilobite was trying to pull him in half at the waist! Jacob didn't doubt it was strong enough to and kicked and screamed with his voice carrying in the dim light of the den. He heard fabric shredding, of cloth coming apart--and the thud of his phone falling out of his pocket and shattering against the hard cave floor below.
With a single forceful rip, Jacob's shorts came off.
The kid was wearing tight briefs that hiked up around the tops of his thighs, the trim a deep navy blue. On one side of the left thigh, a large graphic decal of R2-D2 sat, though the picture was smeared with slime and sweat.
A decently sized twitching bulge sat in the front of Jacob's pants; really more of a bump than the throbbing thing a grown man's would be, but now, with his skinny, coltish legs exposed to the air and his body almost completely bare, it didn’t really matter.
Jake's legs were long and smooth, a wisp of hair on them and a smooth transition between tanned skin and the pale flesh of his upper thighs and crotch. The boy had a deep farmer’s tan amongst his nether regions.
"Ah! N-No! Please! Please stop!"
With Jacob's near bare form almost exposed, the Trilobite's senses were kicked into overdrive. It could taste every droplet of sweat that trickled down the boy's body, from his pits, his damp hair that had bangs sticking to his forehead, it would just be soaked in by the tentacles that entrapped the boy.
With the cargo shorts now disposed of, the creature could only shake its flaps back at the new sight of Jacob in his tight briefs.
Now... breed now... its body begged, imploring the Trilobite to ignore the foreplay and take its new mate right this moment. But it resisted, it knew it had taken most of its pleasure just by binding up its nubile mate, but now it was the boy's turn for some pleasure. For the Trilobite, it was a two-way street to ecstasy, regardless of the boy's refusal to give in.
Its inner core pulsed, muscles inside going taut as the core seemed to shrink on itself. The fleshy opened petals around the core curled inwards for a moment, as if shielding itself, before quickly flinging back out. The winking orifices surrounding the deadly maw burst open at a frightening speed.
Pink tendrils coated in the Trilobite's essence shot out from the holes, one for each. They immediately went to the right areas with instinct. The top four tendrils shot past Jacob's face, before latching on tight behind the back of his head. The tendrils pulled taut, keeping his head caged in and rooted in place.
The other four had a mission of gathering the taste and feel of its mate. It wanted to explore every inch of the boy, the tendrils hitting the boy's chest and thighs with a wet splat as more arousal was slathered onto Jacob's form.
Jacob's senses were overwhelmingly filled by the Trilobite's sheer presence. Its sounds, the terrifying sight of it, the smell of its musk and arousal filling the air so strongly the kid nearly choked. He shook like a leaf in the creature's grasp, no doubt filling it with another wave of ecstasy from its mate's eager anticipation and watched with dawning horror as the creature’s core shifted.
He didn't bother trying to swallow his scream as the thing shot out its tentacles from those squelching pores and right towards his face.
He expected to be knocked out (or dead), but instead they gripped the boy's wet hair and scalp like a vice, holding him firmly in place. Jacob didn't even have time to process the sensation. Simultaneously, four wet tendrils landed against his bare skin, warm and sticky and so smooth against his own soft, light muscular frame.
Trails of thick arousal replaced the sweat that stuck to Jake's body, the boy's eyes snapping open as a burning sensation immediately erupted out of his groin and filled his stomach.
"Aaah! No, no--!" He pleaded to the Trilobite, but his cries were meaningless. Its lathering tentacles openly and without hesitation explored the young boy's body, the kid's muscles all tensing with discomfort at just how odd and good it felt.
The sight to an outsider would have been nightmarish--the nearly naked twelve-year-old boy, bound in tentacles off the ground being licked by the alien beast like a lover, his prepubescent skin unimaginably sweet to the Trilobite's senses.
It was an addicting aphrodisiac to the creature. The Trilobite let its four tendrils slather themselves around his lithe form. The tentacles around his legs shifted a bit to make room for the tendrils to explore the silky-smooth skin that was Jacob's pale thighs. Like little tongues, the tips swirled random patterns and directions across the expanse of the boy's legs.
It listened, and felt, the vibrations course through Jacob's body at the touch...
Mate... aroused... it thought with glee. The two pink tendrils that splat against his chest went at a quicker pace. In a sweeping brushing motion, they twirled around his nipples, exploring the nearly flat pectorals due to his arms being stretched out from Jacob’s body.
The Trilobite was thrown into a haze of sheer pleasure at the taste of the boy's tan & pale blended skin.
The droplets of sweat that were swept up, the way his chest twitched when one of the tendrils brushed a nipple, it was pure euphoria.
The tendrils against Jacob's thighs would pause when it came across a sensitive area, his inner thigh to be exact. It would put more pressure and swirl around the spots, relishing how the muscles twitched and flexed when it found a new soft area that reacted with the same jolt.
Then it came back into contact with Jacob's nipple. Another noise reverberated through its skeletal frame, and both pink tendrils found the boy's nubs as they hardened under their wet attack.
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Was it... licking him?
Jacob couldn't tell. He could hardly think, the way the tentacles trailed up and down his trembling skin was distracting him beyond comprehension. It was like getting licked all over, oozing saliva left behind and making the boy's skin glisten with a wet sheen. He whimpered, and whined, trying to will the words in his mouth to leave.
Right as a desperate "N-No..." began to slip out, Jacob's mouth twisted into a wide 'O' when the Trilobite slathered itself over his nipples. His abs and thighs clenched at once, his arms trying to move, trying to react to the unbelievable stimulation--but nothing could even twitch. The Trilobite had every limb and even the kid's head held and bound with nowhere to go.
"Mmuh, mmnh... ahh--ahh!" He cried, stuttering over himself while invasive feelers swept up between his legs, licking lines into the soft muscle there and while his chest was devoured by the molesting tentacles. Jake's nipples were firm and his small pectorals twitching with each swipe of the Trilobite's tendrils.
Yes... thought the Trilobite, feeling its small mate flex and writhe within its slick grasp.
The orifices squelched on the pink tendrils as the soaked little tentacles stimulated his young body. Jacob was unintentionally demonstrating how desperate his body was for more of the Trilobite's touch.
The way his pelvis seized up toward the Trilobite's now gaping maw, an ovipositor barely peeking out now, with two other similar tentacles waiting in the back of its entrance still.
Two pink tendrils slithered up to curl just around Jacob's hips, pausing as the tips slid down his deep v-line in his pelvis. It tickled its way across his barely exposed belly, the tentacle wrapped around his stomach shifting to make room. A loud gasp emitted along with silence, their mate's body freezing as it slid against the boy's pubis. Close... so close, it thought.
The tendrils up top worked against his peaked nipples some more. It used its tip to flick the skin back and forth, like a tiny tongue darting out to lick up its last morsel. Goosebumps emitted across the Trilobite's mate. He was showing off his fertility, and the creature was more than happy to fertilize.
Jacob's lips were popped open like a fish out of water, his mouth gaping in overstimulation and confusion and fear, all of which melted together into something that felt… good.
He still didn't want it, any of it, but his cock twitched in his briefs, about four inches long, and strained forward against his underwear like a tent pole.
The boy was panting now.
He struggled to catch his breath as the Trilobite teased and taunted his small frame, that tentacle coiling near his dick and making it painfully hard, drawing whimpers out of Jacob when he managed to close his mouth. Which admittedly, wasn't very often. Sweat beads trailed down his forehead, his eyes trained forward on the gaping mouth directly before him that gnashed invitingly.
"Stop... stop, please..." Jacob whined, a trilling sound that had little heart behind it left. Not for a second could he imagine what the Trilobite had in store for his virile young body soon enough.
The Trilobite was nearly overwhelmed when it encountered Jacob's erect boyhood. The pink tendrils that slithered beneath the waistband of his briefs had felt them slightly pull away from his stomach, his boner pushing hard against the fabric. Clearly their mate ached for release, and the creature was more than happy to provide that.
Mate... release... ran through the Trilobite's head, as both tendrils avoided twirling around his erection, and instead slithered down to curl under his smooth sack that was drawn tight into the base of his cock. They passed by each other before curling underneath, cupping the small sack as they ran through the hole where Jacob's legs fit.
When the tendrils slid out back into the humid air, the Trilobite used its strength to once more disrobe the boy. With a harsh yank, the pink tendrils ripped themselves away from Jacob's hips, taking half of his underwear to each side as the tight briefs became loose with another loud rip that echoed in the cave.
The Trilobite drooled some of its essence onto Jacob's skin as it saw his sexual organ for the first time. The four inches springing out, desperate for some stimulation as the circumcised head lay untouched. Surrounding his nether regions was a paler color versus the rest of his tanned skin.
The fading sunlight showed just enough for the Trilobite, and it was thrilling at seeing how smooth and fresh he looked.
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Jacob's hips jerked back and forth involuntarily, jutting in and out as he humped the air desperately. The Trilobite's gentle caress of his sack was slowly driving him mad, his young body so unused to this kind of arousal, being driven into overdrive by everything the alien had to inflict on him. His eyelids felt heavy.
There was no strength left to even scream when the Trilobite ripped away his last line of defense, leaving him fully naked before the strange creature and at its perverted mercy. A meager protesting whine came from Jake, but nothing else. He was stiff as a board in the creature's touch.
"Please, please..." By now the boy couldn't even tell what his body was asking for--whether to stop or keep going. Every rippling current of pleasure that jolted through his young, fit body was like an unwanted caress, his cock standing to attention in the air in front of the Trilobite no matter how much Jacob desperately wished it wouldn't.
This was so unnatural, and yet…
Why was it making him feel funny inside?
The Trilobite felt Jacob respond in kind with more vocalizations. His thrashing had died down too, and the Trilobite assumed the boy was done presenting himself and was enjoying the pleasure the creature was forcing onto it.
So close... must breed... the boy's pulsing erection was enough for the Trilobite to know. He was ready, its mate was ready. More squelching noises emitted from the Trilobite's inner core as the first tentacle in the maw revealed itself...
An ovipositor. One of its most precious breeding devices.
It was just as soaked as the pink tendrils with its arousal. The Trilobite knew from past occasions that their mate would need to be... prepared for the lustful penetration. Slick and viscous arousal coated the ovipositor as it emerged, floating in midair towards the now aroused boy. It moved like a cobra, slow and steady, waiting to strike its prey.
Instead of heading for the boy's gaping mouth, the tentacle that was of fair girth drifted down toward Jacob’s pelvis...
Enjoying or not, Jacob was taking the Trilobite's molestation one way or another. He jerked his body every so often, occasionally thrashing to get free. Token gestures by now, more than anything else.
Jacob looked up with a growing knot of fear in his stomach as the creature gurgled and produced a long, thick tendril from its maw, slithering out in a surprisingly gentle motion. The boy's eyes dropped, looking down at the Trilobite as it groped and stroked his body, nipples almost painfully sensitive by now and making his chest twitch every time the alien drew its tentacles across them. It almost looked as if Jacob was being electrocuted, hips thrusting back and forth involuntarily and chest heaving.
And through it all, he still couldn't even turn his head.
"Aaah, nnhh...!"
A long line of drool fell out of Jacob's open lips, trailing down and mixing with the thick lines of the Trilobite's arousal it dripped down onto him. Jacob looked back up at it, and for a moment, wondered if it could see him, staring at it with pleading eyes, begging for mercy--but groaned with pleasure and confused arousal all the same.
The Trilobite's ovipositor drifted closer to the boy's pelvis, pausing every time his hips bucked and seized from the pink tendrils molesting him. It moved as if it was trying not to scare him off. The ovipositor drifted down, past his shaft that bobbed up and down with Jacob's jolting hips, nearly knocking his erection into the coils around his stomach.
A few thrashes from the boy had his smooth thighs contacting the ovipositor, more arousal marring the boy's body as he gasped from the touch. The Trilobite's tentacles that were wrapped around each leg cinched tight and pulled his knees inward to their respective leg. This served to have Jacob's body curl in a bit, abs flexing underneath the soft coil wrapped around his torso as his ankles were brought to his butt.
It made for an exquisite view.
With his body leaning back slightly, it made the boy's pale bubble butt stand out the most in the cave, now slightly closer to the waiting ovipositor.
The Trilobite was in awe at the sight, the lack of hair around the wrinkled hole, surrounded by sweat and fluids. And then the boy's hole squeezed, shrinking down slightly before expanding back to its normal form, practically beckoning for the Trilobite to breed it.
Jacob wished he could move his arms to swat the strange tentacle away from him, as it slithered around carefully and gracefully despite it being nearly as thick as his forearm. It felt so, so good, so weird and so wrong. Jacob knew he shouldn't want this. Shouldn't be enjoying this.
Its tendrils lathed over his skin, making every limb try to desperately twitch in the tight clutch of the large, thick tentacles. He squealed as it yanked his legs back, grateful he was flexible enough for the motion not to really hurt.
The boy was on display in all descriptions of the word, his soft body covered in writhing, coiling, squeezing tendrils that slithered up his light muscles and over his sweaty skin.
Jacob hoped for someone, anyone, to find him.
He gasped as the Trilobite maneuvered him around and examined his entire body. The cavern air felt warm on his small, tight, virginal hole. Never breached--something that no doubt excited the Trilobite further. So virile, young, strong and eager, and fresh. Jacob's mouth opened and closed with confused bliss.
The Trilobite took in the boy's exposure, clenching its orifices seeing the young lad's hole wink once more. It was beckoning for it to be bred, begging for the Trilobite to do it already, and enter the tight entrance. The snake-like ovipositor crept closer... and closer... to Jacob's virgin entrance.
Mate... ready... it thought. It wanted to have their mate properly seduced, though, and decided to move just past the boy's hole.
The ovipositor touched Jacob's tailbone, sliding up until the tip touched the back of the thick tentacle still wrapped around the boy's waist. In a swift motion, the ovipositor's length curled up, allowing the body of the thick sex organ to push against Jacob's wrinkled hole. The tip of the ovipositor stayed placed just above the top of Jacob's backside, more aroused fluid leaking out of the tip to trail down the boy's taut ass that was now spread for its pleasure.
With gentle but firm pressure, it ran its length up and down the boy's hole, letting its arousal lubricate Jacob's entrance. It relished their mate's vocalizations once more, and then Jacob clenched again. The creature quivered at the feeling of the hole winking once more against its long length that continued to glide itself against him.
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The boy felt that thing beginning to creep around him, moving up threateningly behind his ass and pushing past his legs. He opened his mouth quickly and shut it just as fast several times, his legs starting to flail.
"Wait, wait--what are you doing?!"
He shook around nervously, hoping it wasn't going to try to do stuff to his... butt. A nervous whine left Jacob's lips as his eyes strained at the corners to try to see what it was doing. He could feel it pressing closer, and closer, and...
Then something thick was spreading his ass cheeks and sliding up and down over and over as it jerked over his butt with that weird slime. Jacob let out a meek moan on accident.
A crawl of anxiety coiled up him as he stopped thrashing his legs but continued to clench each time that thick head passed by his hole and smeared his rear end with that ooze. He flicked his eyes back to the Trilobite, trying to figure out if it could see him. Ten fingers curled up into a pair of tiny fists.
"Ahh--!"
He squeezed his ass involuntarily, clenching around the tentacle as it passed through him, then relaxed, then clenched--repeating the cycle over and over. Drool spilled out of his mouth and onto his chin, his feet flailing.
"Uh-uh--uh!"
The boy's moans as the Trilobite sawed its length between the spread cheeks was the straw that broke the camel's back.
No longer could the creature hold itself back from breeding their mate. It took in everything at once: the tendrils wound around the boy's arms stopping just before his shoulders, the small pink ones latched tight around his head to keep him in place for later, the thick forked tentacle keeping a firm hold around his torso, they could feel every inch of Jacob's plight... and arousal...
His body was more than needy, and the Trilobite was now finally prepared to give the boy what he wanted... needed...
The Trilobite finally backed its ovipositor away, thin strings of arousal trailing between the boy's hole and the tentacle before they broke. The ovipositor then grew more rigid, hardening at the tip as it began to approach Jacob's soaked virginity, still pulsing in time with his erection that remained rock hard during the whole ordeal.
The inner flaps curled into themselves with delight when the tip gently pressed against his hole, feeling how it shrunk on instinct as if it was trying to suck in the Trilobite's sexual organ. It was more than happy to serve their mate, especially with how turned on it was at the bare contact that was stimulating its nerves.
It pushed... and pushed... hearing the mate whine more and more, until the pressure gave way suddenly, and the first inch was finally embedded in the boy.
Jacob's hole squeezed tight, and the creature shivered with the intense heat and tightness that enveloped its ovipositor.
Breed... now!