Tentacle University pt. 1 *New Series*

Tim was not happy.  It was Saturday night, and instead of being at a party down on Frat Row, or bunkered down in his dorm with his girlfriend and a six pack, he was being dragged down a dirty, crumbling hallway. 

It had been Lori’s idea.  Every stupid “adventure” was Lori’s idea.  Tonight’s excursion had taken them into Warner Hall, an old dorm two weeks away from a visit from a wrecking crew.  As he was wandering through the hallways, Lori tugging him along by his arm the entire time, he could see that it wouldn’t take much to take the building down.  The walls were crumbling, huge holes visible down the long, shadowy hallway.  The tiles on the floor were cracked and in some places completely missing.  The place was a death trap.

“Lori, we shouldn’t be here.”  He pulled his arm free, and nearly tripped over a loose piece of lumber in the middle of the floor. 

“Oh come on!  It’s a little urban exploration.”  Her blue eyes suddenly lit up.  “We should so be filming this!  Stuff like this gets major hits on the internet.”

“Yeah, and when the school finds out we could get our asses expelled.  I don’t know about you, but I plan to graduate from Hartmore.”  He sighed. “Us being in here is a major liability for the school.  If we get caught…” 

“Major liability?” Her cute little face scrunched up, and she brushed her long, auburn hair over her shoulder.  “This is what I get for dating a guy majoring in damage control.” 

“Hey, sometimes you need to play it safe.” Tim shrugged. 

Lori stepped closer to him, pressing her body against his.  He could feel his breath catch in his throat as she pressed her ample breasts against him.  He could feel her firm, taught nipples through the thing fabric of her T-shirt.  Her lips grazed his. 

“But sometimes a little risk can be pretty… exciting.” Her voice was a raspy whisper that made his blood run hot. 

He could feel his pants grow tighter as his growing erection pressed against the zipper of his jeans.  That was all it took, and he was putty in her hands.   Well… maybe a little more firm than putty. 

He leaned closer, moving in, his lips touching hers.  She giggled. 

Before he could kiss her Lori pushed away from him, running into the dark hallway, and out of his view. 

“Come and get me!”  Her voice echoed down the hallway.  “If you catch me, I’ll give you a reward.” 

Tim stumbled back, his foot catching on the same piece of wood that had tripped him earlier.  He tumbled back, landing hard on his ass.  “Dammit Lori!” 

Slowly he got up, brushing the dust off of the back of his jeans. 

“Lori…” Tim called out, carefully stepping forward, hoping his eyes would adjust to the thick darkness that seemed to envelop the entire space around him.  “Lori, you shouldn’t be running around here. You don’t even have a flashlight!” 

He heard her giggle. 

He moved quicker, his eyes able to make out a bit more of the landscape ahead of him.  Of course they had to enter this dump on a night with almost no moonlight, and even better, they didn’t bring flashlights. 

He took his phone out of his pocket, turning on the small light.  It didn’t help much, but it was enough to make sure he didn’t break his neck.  He slowly made his way towards the room where he thought he heard Lori’s giggle come from. 

“You’re getting warmer.” She giggled again.  “So, much warmer.” 

He rounded a corner, stepped into what looked like an old common room, and there she was.  Lori stood in the middle of the room, and as his flashlight played over her body he could see that she was completely nude.  Her fingers traced along her round, beautiful breasts and then down her tight, toned belly, and then into the trimmed triangle of pubic hair that rested above her sex.

“Like your prize?” She bit her lip. 

All Tim could do was nod.  He liked it.  He wanted it. 

“Now you.”  She pointed at him, motioning for him to remove his clothes. 

It didn’t take much more than that. Tim started to strip off his clothes as quickly as possible.  He looked down, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his pants.  It wasn’t graceful, but at that moment he could give a shit less about grace. 

When he looked up he froze, his eyes wide. 

“What?” Lori looked at him, still smiling. 

Behind Lori a hulking figure stood his body seemingly made of shadow.  The thing had just appeared, and there it stood, its glowing red eyes watching him. 

“Be… behind you.” Tim’s voice was a rough croak.  He couldn’t move.  He couldn’t run.  He couldn’t even point. 

Lori never got a chance to turn around.  The creature lifted one huge, clawed hand and with a violent swipe, severed Lori’s head from her body.  A geyser erupted from the cleanly severed stump, and Lori’s body stumbled from side to side before collapsing to the ground. 

That same hand, one long finger dripping with blood, reached out to Tim.  When it spoke its voice was a bone-shaking growl. 

“Come and get your reward.” The creature belched out loud, offensive laughter. 

Tim tried to turn, to run, but his ankles caught in his jeans, which had settled around his ankles.  Still, he needed to get away, he needed to call the police, he needed to…

There was a sick, slithering sound and Tim turned his head slowly.  His breath caught in his throat.  It appeared that the creature’s back had erupted, a multitude of violent, thrashing tentacles whipping from the thing’s broad, muscular shoulders.  Several had made their way to the floor, sliding across the dusty, dirty floor towards him, towards his bare legs. 

Tim didn’t even have time to fight before he was overtaken, the tentacles moving around him, wrapping around his body, binding him.  He opened his mouth, he tried to scream, he tried to let someone know that he was there.  Too late he realized that he had made a horrible mistake. 

A tentacle forced its way past his lips, over his tongue, and down his throat.  It was inside him now, and there was no hope for escape.  There was no hope.  The remaining tentacles found other entryways into his body, and soon he could feel himself being consumed.  The pain was immeasurable, but underneath…. Underneath was an odd undercurrent of pleasure.  His brain felt hazy, and soon an intoxicating warmth washed over him as his body gave in to the invading force. 

There was something on those things.  Something that was entering him now, invading his blood stream almost in the same way his body was being invaded.  It calmed his brain, dulled him, and soon he gave in. 

As the tentacles probed deeper, the room began to get fuzzy, and soon Tim found himself drifting away, the dark room fading to gray.  It felt as if the world around him was about to fade out, and the intoxicating ecstasy took over, pushing him out of his own body, and into… nothing.