It definitely seemed she wasn't going to be making any progress in the category of pulling away from the creature, which lifted her legs into the air a little, the tip of the tentacle pushing up undereneath her shirt and slipping along her belly, writhing a little as it left that slime on her stomach, the tip coming to her chest now, starting to feel out what was underneath her shirt.<br/><br/>That slime was also doing a wonderful job of soaking through her panties and her shirt, especially her panties as the tentacle pressed into it with each movement along her belly and chest.  A fourth and fifth tentacle would slip out, caressing along the backs of her thighs gently for the moment, ankles lifted a little bit more up into the air.