(Inspired by
Deep Diving 2
by Octopus 2099)
by The Preve
Thanks to Jon B 1969 for the edit.
Rikki Jorgensen, a 21 year old Minneapolis college student, was vacationing on the Caribbean island of St. Dellacroix, when she unexpectedly vanished. As she was a beautiful young blonde haired, blue-eyed woman, her disappearance made front pages stateside. St. Dellacroix experienced a brief increase in population as detectives, reporters, relatives, friends, well-wishers, gawkers, psychics, and Nancy Grace, all deep in the thrall of Missing White Girl syndrome, swarmed the island, searching for the unfortunate woman.
Rikki's disappearance acquired a bit of notoriety when it was discovered she had recently been featured in
Playboy Magazine's College Girls.
The discarded remnants of a black bikini were recovered from a nearby cove. The bra matched Rikki's 36DD cup size. Her tearful friends verified Rikki's purchase of a black string bikini shortly before the trip. The discovery elicited a new frenzy of searching (especially by young males, excited by the possibility of finding a naked college age Playboy model with 36DD-26-36 measurements).
Days passed, however, with no trace of Rikki. The frenzy ebbed, and then another blonde haired blue-eyed girl vanished on the mainland, and most of the people left. Rikki's friends and family stayed several weeks, before returning to the States to mourn her presumed death.
"It was a shark," most people said. Few took notice that Rikki disappeared shortly after oceanographers reported an unusual population explosion: a previously unknown species of octopus apparently indigenous to the waters around the island. "Apparently" in that interviews with the locals brought up legends of a monster named "Mister Eight" or "Big Pussy."
The giant size of the species and its high intelligence, in comparison to its cephalopod relatives, seemed to confirm such stories, but the interviewers, more scientifically minded, dismissed such tales as local pornography.
Such local legends were lost on Rikki who, at the moment the last relative stepped on the plane, watched with wide open sea blue eyes, as yet another giant octopus inserted its tentacle deep into her equally wide open pussy.
Rikki's initiation into the joys of octosex started innocuously. She had walked to the cove to snatch a few rays, away from the girls. It was early morning, few people were about. She found out about the cove from the hotel concierge. "A private spot," he said, "Few go there except for couples." In other words, a good spot for a private sunbathe.
Rikki just wanted some quiet time. It wasn't that she didn't like Brandi and Tiff. It was just, "They can be so vapid. Boys! Boys! Boys! That's all they talk about."
She wasn't the type to cast stones; the blonde was wearing her black bikini for a reason. When her quiet time ended she was off to the pool to show her assets. Rikki had a touch of the naughty; the Playboy shoot scandalized her family; but boys weren't the only thing. Shopping, hiking, swimming, other pleasures were available.
"Besides, I'm bored with boys," she thought and, other than the Playboy shoot, she wasn't into girls. "Maybe."
Take the cove. A beautiful place, soft sands, tide pools, coral.
"Maybe I can show the girls later," she thought.
Rikki went to one of the larger pools. It was tranquil with a glassy transparency; deep with coral along its sides. She touched the pool with her fingers, spreading ripples across the smooth surface. One of the coral rocks moved. "Oh!" she cried, startled. A large, slitted eye opened in the "rock", which reshaped into a mass of tentacles, topped by a bulbous head.
"Wow! That's some octopus," Rikki thought, fascinated.
It was a huge specimen; its head the size of a beachball. In fact, outside of Jules Verne novels, Rikki wasn't sure octopuses grew this large. "Are you something new?" she asked. Its tentacles were longer than most octopi. Rikki didn't like the creature's baleful stare. She backed away but tripped and fell, her legs tangled in something.
"What . . .?!" she cried, startled. Rikki looked at her feet. The octopus had wrapped its tentacles around her ankles, trapping Rikki at the pool's edge.
"Oh no!" Rikki cried.
She moved her legs, trying to kick the tentacles off, but they held fast. There was a flurry of activity; with startling speed, tentacles darted forth to wrap the young blonde in a rubbery embrace.
"No! Wait! Help!" shrieked Rikki. Unfortunately, all the couples were at the hotel. "Help!" she shrieked again. Tentacles wrenched Rikki's arms over her head and tangled them in ropey knots. "Oh! Oh! Get off me! Help!" she screamed.
The blonde screamed some more and struggled. In her struggles, the bikini bra slipped, baring her tits to the Caribbean sun. Rikki barely noticed in her fight with the octopus.
Tentacles wrapped around her legs and spread them, violently, apart. "What the fuck?!" Rikki cried as a tentacle slid across her thigh and into her bikini bottoms. Her bottoms were wrenched aside, exposing her pink pussy. "Oh no! This thing isn't going to do what it looks like is it?!"
She got her answer when the octopus slid partly out of the pool, and inserted a long, thick, sucker dotted tentacle into her cunt.