Mary Beth doesn't scream so much as she lets out a sound that might be thought of as a scream as the remains of her panties flutter to the floor to join her shirt.<br/><br/>She can feel the tentacles wrapping around both breasts, pressing hard into her nipples from time to time which makes her squeal a bit more.<br/><br/>Worse still is the feeling of that tentacle creeping down her back, pressing against the crack of her behind, feeling as if it's enlarging pushing those cheeks apart until it to can do the same to her virgin ass.  She fights, though not hard enough to make anything come of it, and she sobs again.<br/><br/>As the tentacle appears at her face, sliding up along her neck, leaving a trail of slime that heads towards her cheek, she softly manages one more word before she slowly slips into shock; "No."