The creature inside gave an evil belly laugh, still mostly obscured by shadows, although Sonya would be able to tell if she looked hard enough that the thing just wasn't fully programmed yet.  She really only had a black outline with tinges of green, but then, darkness was your friend in these kinds of situations, and she knew how to use it.<br/><br/>Keeping her held aloft, one of the tentacles ran up against her pussy, the rubbery and slimy pseudopod grinding against her to want to get her nice and wet.  Another forced itself down her throat, giving no warning other than the thick shaft of the bulbous head demanding her attention and not seeming to care even if she bit down.<br/><br/>Smiley was still in the corner, and though she had a front row seat to everything, she didn't seem to be watching with her eyes.  Her mind was in overdrive, setting up programming subroutines for the monster and for each of its tentacles, working as quickly as she could to get the thing up and running properly.  A pair of eyes opened up as Sonya was yanked closer, red and glowing, peering her over like a piece of meat about to be used for the monster's own pleasure.