Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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She walked down the hall and stood at the bathroom door. She looked around and stepped into the bathroom. She locked the door and went to the sink. Alyssa looked at her long, red hair as she made sure it looked nice. She adjusted her glasses and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. She lit one up and sat on the counter smoking.
She was in her senior year and had just turned eighteen. She was graduating in three weeks and was close to the top of the class. She was scrolling on her phone as she puffed away. In a stall something stirred and came up the toilet pipe. She wasn't aware as the tentacles came out of the toilet and into the stall. It was aware of her presence as it waited to strike.
She sat in her tight jeans with the rips down the legs. Her tee shirt clung to her big D cups, she got them from her milf of a mom. Alyssa was sexy and the boys in her school loved to watch her in her tight clothes as she walked by. Now she was locked alone in the bathroom with a stall full of tentacles that was wanting to nail her.
She heard a noise and looked at the closed stall door. Alyssa hurried up and snuffed out the cigarette thinking it was another student. She jumped off the counter and starred at the door, trying to see who was in there. Alyssa crept towards the stall, she was close when she stepped in slime. She looked down at her tennis shoe and heard a thump on the door. She backed away slowly.