Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]
<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Extreme =&gt; Extreme Small Groups =&gt; Topic started by: Antisoul on 26-06-2011, 16:40:00</h2>
		<dl id="posts">
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 16:40:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center">(http://i814.photobucket.com/albums/zz66/LowKey88/floorplan-2.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>Lab A is not labeled as such anywhere within it. The lab itself is much more akin to an upscale condo than any sort of laboratory. It is sparsely furnished in a modern minimalist style featuring steel, and glass furnishings with a sterile white color predominating everything. There are no sinks and what once must have been a kitchen area has had all appliances and fixtures removed only to be replaced with smooth white stone counter space. The toilets have no water in them instead disposing of waste through a process of flash steam and sterilizing agents. And while the showers have running water it doesn't take long to discover the water from them is tainted with a powerful emetic. <br><br>The utilities closet no longer has a washer or dryer, instead two one by one foot bins which slide out from the wall adorn the closets back wall. When closed the bins fit flush with the wall and only an indicator light which switches from green "unlocked" to red "locked" causes them to slide open when one depresses the light. The dining area is bare save for a strange five foot tall obelisk of some unknown material and all the exterior doors and windows have been walled over. Lighting is provided by sodium lamps fixed along the edges of a given room's ceiling at regular intervals, there do not appear to be any controls to turn the lights on or off. The rear wall of the living area features a 52" plasma screen secured behind both retractable shutters and impact/shatter resistant glass. <br><br>Each bedroom is furnished the same. There is a queen sized bed and night stands, a squat, wide dresser with six drawers, a squarish chair in the modern art deco style all hard angles and as white as the rest of the lab and a small end table. The den features an empty desk and its walls are lined with bookshelves housing a vast collection of well bound volumes, all of which are blank. All the furnishings in the lab are immovable seemingly adherent to the floor through some form of powerful magnetism. <br><br>This is where you each wake up, in separate beds and bedrooms. You are clothed in matte white scrubs and socks and a plastic wristband which won't come off. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 00:46:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brooke opened her eyes slowly, staring around the room in confusion.&nbsp; Everything was so white and... sterile-looking, an impression that was only further enhanced when she looked down to see herself in scrubs, like some sort of doctor's uniform.&nbsp; She had no idea where she was, or how she'd gotten here, or even where she'd been before she'd got here, but she assumed she'd been asleep.&nbsp; <br><br>She got up hesitantly, realizing she wasn't going to find anything out just lying here in bed, but a little afraid too.&nbsp; What if she was alone somewhere, and had to be that way for who knew how long?&nbsp; She shook that depressing thought from her mind, determined that she wouldn't make assumptions until she'd explored everything, and knew how things stood.&nbsp; She noticed the bracelet on her arm, and grew worried when she discovered it wouldn't come off, despite appearing to only be plastic, like one of those standard hospital bands, but it wasn't hurting her, so she decided she wouldn't waste her time worrying about it.<br><br>She moved carefully out into the hallway, noticing the same white uniform color as in the bedroom, coming to what looked like a closet for a washer and dryer, only when she peeked in, at first it looked to be empty, until she noticed the strange bins lying even with the wall.&nbsp; She wondered what was in them, and curiously put her hand to the light, hoping this wasn't going to be a mistake.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 02:48:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chad woke up in much the same way.&nbsp; He was confused by the all white style of the place that he was not expecting to find himself in after such a restful night sleep.&nbsp; "What the hell?" he said as he sat up and looked around.&nbsp; He found himself in what he thought of as surgical scrubs with a hospital wrist band.&nbsp; "This isn't funny!" he called out as he tried to pull the band off...but it wouldn't break.&nbsp; Even as he used his teeth, it wouldn't tear.&nbsp; "Ha!" he said with a smirk.&nbsp; He then dislocated his thumb, an old injury and a trick with it he'd learned a long time ago.&nbsp; As he started to push the band off though, it tightened and that made him frown.&nbsp; "What the hell?" he said again.&nbsp; Finally giving up, Chad reset his thumb with a grimace and finally just got out of bed.<br><br>Walking out of the bedroom, the first thing he noticed was a woman standing there in the same scrubs he was in.&nbsp; "Hey, what's going on here?" he asked.&nbsp; From the look on her bewildered face, he figured she'd know as much about what was going on as he did.&nbsp; "So you're an unwilling participant too, huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 03:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brooke jumped in surprise at hearing the unexpected voice, but relaxed slightly when she turned to see it was a man dressed identically to herself, and looking to be around the same age.&nbsp; She gave him a weak smile, feeling foolish for being scared so easily.<br><br>"I suppose I am, though I'm not sure where we are or what this place is," she answered after&nbsp; second, giving a futile tug on the wrist band again, wondering what was keeping it on so well.&nbsp; It looked to only be made out of cheap plastic, but apparently it wasn't.&nbsp; "I was just checking out these containers, I guess you'd call them, but they look awful small," she added, pointing out the strange contraption.&nbsp; "I haven't done much exploring yet, so maybe there's a way out of... whatever this is," she said hopefully, although secretly she wasn't sure, if they couldn't even get a couple of wrist bracelets off on their own.<br><br>"At least we're not by ourselves, that was thoughtful," she quipped, attempting to mask how worried she was by finding something positive in their situation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 03:27:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chad looked around the place seeing that it didn't even have any windows, much less doors.&nbsp; "I don't think we're that lucky." he said about there being a way out.&nbsp; "It depends.&nbsp; Are you a mass murderer?" he asked with a smile on his face to show he was joking...at least somewhat.&nbsp; "The name's Chad by the way.&nbsp; Looks like some kind of social experiment.&nbsp; I don't remember signing up for anything though.&nbsp; As he thought about it he asked "Do you think there might be someone in the third bedroom?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 08:54:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Brooke placed her hand against the green light of the left hand container it slid open revealing an empty bin approximately one foot cubed. The door to her bedroom had opened in a similar fashion, for all she or Chad could tell there were absolutely no fixtures in the confines of the lab. No electrical outlets or light switches or door handles. The doors were apparently operated by placing ones hand to a rectangular hand sized light, one that on doors to both their rooms had been green. Once contact was made with the light the doors would swing open and remain so for as long as either of them stood near either side of the doorway and would then silently close after they moved away. <br><br>The sodium lamps evenly spaced along the edges of the place also seemed to operate on a proximity sensor flickering into life when either of the two subjects came near and winking out as they passed. Upon further exploration it was quickly discovered there was not a sink in the place and the kitchen or what was probably once one had been stripped of all appliances leaving only pristine white counter space and cupboards with familiar green lights. There were however also red indicator lights as well, one on the door to the third bedroom and one on the right hand bin. Where the dining room would have featured a table and chairs there was only a five foot high obelisk of sorts. The living room however was furnished similarly to Chad and Brooke's rooms, with white furniture and steel and glass tables all in a modern art deco style. <br><br>Once both Chad and Brooke came within three feet of each other their bracelets both issued a soft alert and the previously blank and somewhat wider portion of the band that was oriented to face outward from the body lit up with a soft white back light that made visible the words 'Female-001' and 'Male-001' on Brooke and Chad's bracelets respectively. Along side the words on Brooke's bracelet the notation 'K-0.7ml/hr' and a blinking green dot the size of a pin head. About one to three minutes later things Brooke noticed things beginning to move in slow motion and a buzzing or ringing in her ears. About two minutes after that Brooke experienced a profound disconnection from her surroundings a loss of co-ordination and motor skills and then finally she was struck with the inability to move. <br><br>Once Brooke slumped disabled but still loosely conscious of her surroundings Chad's attention was drawn by a steadily building white glow coming from the Obelisk, the glow continued to build in intensity until it was blinding to look at then quickly faded to nothing. In the absence of the glow there now lay a four inch by six inch sheet of flimsy plastic with a message written on it.<br><br>The note read <em><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">'Rectally inseminate Female-001 four times.'</span></em> After five minutes passed since Chad had touched the plastic it disintegrated into an ultra fine vapor and passed into the unseen ventilation systems. Brooke was and seemingly would continue to be completely at Chad's mercy. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 00:37:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you're right, unfortunately," Brooke replied to Chad's observation, staring at the empty bin curiously as it opened, wondering what its purpose was.&nbsp; She shrugged, turning to explore the rest of the house, only to start to feel panicked when she realized Chad was actually right, and there wasn't a way out of this place.&nbsp; She didn't care how comfortable it was, she didn't like the fact that they weren't free to leave, that they were stuck here, for who knew what purpose, or for how long.<br><br>She swallowed back the nervousness for the time being, glad she at least wouldn't by herself.&nbsp; Maybe the two of them could at least keep each other company and keep themselves from going crazy, although on thinking about it that was a poor choice of words.<br><br>"It's nice to meet you Chad, I'm Brook," she said, "although I guess I should say it wasn't under... whatever circumstances these are."&nbsp; She moved closer, intending to shake his hand, only to be stopped by the activity on her bracelet, staring at the strange message, and not liking the bit at the end, what looked like a dosage indicator of some sort.&nbsp; She didn't have long to ponder it though, as she began to feel oddly separate from herself, and that ringing in her ears wasn't helping.&nbsp; She tried to open her mouth to say something, to ask what was going on, but her brain wouldn't cooperate.&nbsp; She made an attempt to find a place to sit, hoping whatever it was would pass quicker if she wasn't standing up, but didn't get very far, only a few steps at most, with the way she was restricted in moving, but managed to get herself seated on the floor before she lost even that much movement.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 04:48:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chad reached out to shake her hand back when the bracelets caught his eye.&nbsp; He read what was on his and just shook his head.&nbsp; He noticed Brooke starting to act weird though and quickly move to her.&nbsp; "Hey, are you okay?" he asked.&nbsp; When she started to stumble, he caught her and gave her support.&nbsp; "Brooke?&nbsp; What's wrong Brooke?"&nbsp; The bin then got his attention and he walked over to it once they light died down and he could see again.&nbsp; Picking up the note, he looked up at no one in particular.&nbsp; "You want me to what?!" he called out.&nbsp; "I'm not a rapist!"&nbsp; Chad then went back over to Brooke and picked her up, taking her back to the bedrooms and laying her on the bed, covering her up.<br><br>Chad laid there for what seemed like hours waiting for Brooke to wake up.&nbsp; The longer he waited, the more he realized that they wouldn't wake her until he'd done what they said.&nbsp; He looked at Brooke and finally said "Well, sorry hun.&nbsp; I guess I have no choice."&nbsp; He then rolled her over and pulled off the bottoms of the scrubs.&nbsp; He felt like a pervert there looking down at her contemplating raping her anally.&nbsp; Finally he looked back up at the ceiling and yelled out "Can I at least get some lube?!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 13:35:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After they, whoever they were, hadn't responded to his request for several minutes; he just shook his head and started to work himself hard.&nbsp; It didn't take long and finally pressed his cock past her sphincter muscle as gently as he could.&nbsp; She apparently couldn't tighten from the paralytic, but he still had to apply some force.&nbsp; Once he was in a little, he worked up some spit and spit it onto his cock before shoving in.&nbsp; It was better then nothing.<br><br>It didn't take too long before he had worked up to his first orgasm and spewed into her.&nbsp; Afterword, he pulled out and fell on the bed beside her.&nbsp; He still had three more to go, but it would take him a few minutes to get hard again.&nbsp; During those few minutes, he came up with a plan.&nbsp; They had said 'inseminate' her rectally.&nbsp; There may be a loop hole.&nbsp; When he was finally hard again, he started masturbating himself above her until he was just about ready to release, and then he would insert himself in her ass to spew into her.&nbsp; It took him about 20 minutes to finish the rest, but afterward he collasped on the bed and yelled out breathlessly "Okay!&nbsp; I did...it!&nbsp; I did it!" and then closed his eyes as he waited to catch his breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 19:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Chad collapsed next to Brooke on the bed the green indicator on the girls bracelet winked out for a few moments then came back on. When curiosity got the better of the man and he checked the bracelet Chad saw it now read 'Female-001 | Administering Treatment 04:57'. Watching the text it was clear the last number was some sort of count down. While Brooke was recovering Chad noticed a silvery cloud gathering on the ceiling. <br><br>Then without warning the cloud descended and Chad experienced the most intense pain in his life. The cloud rushed down his tear ducts and up his nose leaving microscopic contusions and abrasions as it forced its way into his body. The pain continued long after the cloud had been absorbed and was concentrated largely in Chad's forearms, his muscles screaming in agony as millions of nanites integrated themselves with his musculature and grafted themselves to his bone. As the miniaturized machines formed themselves into long coils of interconnected machinery they burrowed their way in between Chads muscle fibers wrapping themselves around the length of his forearms.<br><br>After what seemed like hours of white hot pain the coiled cords of machines settled and cooled for a moment before a sharp electrical jolt raced up Chads spine from a relay of intramuscular batteries causing all of his muscles to flex and seize. As they did so the machinery now incorporated with the thrill seeker's musculature reacted spiraling forward as they uncoiled piercing the flesh of Chad's inner wrists and splitting into six separate tendrils of glistening metal that snaked wildly as chad spasms continued. The machines formed six, three foot long articulate cables that once extended unwound becoming roughly one and one half inches in diameter, three protruding from each forearm. <br><br>When the spasms stopped the tendrils went lank and as feeling returned to Chad's extremities he found that the mechanical cords were fully sensate. Still suffering from lingering pain Chad was at least able to focus enough that he noticed the machinery could be manipulated as easily as his own limbs and without really thinking about it he made a particular flexing of his muscles and the ropes of metal quickly wound upon themselves braiding together as they slithered back through the wounds they'd generated and coiled again around the bones of his forearms. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 20:26:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brooke couldn't get her mind to focus on anything, feeling strangely separate from what was happening around her.&nbsp; She still felt pain as Chad followed the bizarre instructions that were given to him, but it seemed distant.<br><br>After a while she slowly began to come back to herself, a process that seemed to take forever.&nbsp; She came fully around though when she opened her eyes and saw Chad, the shock of his appearance immediately taking the forefront of her mind, and thus it took her a minute to realize that she was naked from waist down.&nbsp; She shrieked, trying to move away from him, wondering what had happened, if he was really some sort of alien creature, as impossible as that sounded, her eyes round with fright as she stared at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 04:58:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chad had never felt so much pain in his life, and he'd just about broken every bone in his body so that was saying something.&nbsp; What was worse was that the blinding pain didn't dull for hours.&nbsp; Finally the pain died down and he was able to sit up, only to see that he had some kind of metal tendrils coming out of him forearms.&nbsp; With just a thought, they retracted into his forearm.&nbsp; It still hurt like hell, but it was now manageable.&nbsp; He then looked at Brooke and saw her reaction to him.&nbsp; What could he say?&nbsp; He really couldn't think of anything to say.&nbsp; He knew moving toward her was the worst thing he could do so he though of something else.&nbsp; With a thought he brought the tendrils out again and this time wrapped them together until they were two large whip-like cords.&nbsp; "Well, lets see what's on the other side of this wall."&nbsp; He then turned toward the outer wall and pulling back with the tendrils, started striking the wall trying to tear a whole in it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>04-07-2011, 07:12:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brooke relaxed only slightly when she saw that Chad wasn't about to attack her, still trying to figure out what was going on, sitting up to watch him more closely, and also to see if she could spot where the bottom half of her scrubs had got to.&nbsp; After a minute she found them, turning her back to him long enough to put them on, before turning back and making herself look at the things coming out of his skin.&nbsp; He didn't seem to want to hurt her, and slowly she moved closer again, hoping this wasn't some kind of trick and that he was about to spring on her, only acting as if he were looking for a way out, to get her to let down her wariness of him.&nbsp; She doubted his efforts would prove useful, but she watched to see if anything would happen.<br><br>"What... what happened to you?" she ventured finally, and a bit shyly.&nbsp; "You're not some kind of... I don't know, alien or something, are you?" she asked, hoping he wasn't going to embarrass her even more than she already was by laughing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>04-07-2011, 07:19:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Me?&nbsp; An alien?&nbsp; No." Chad said to her as he reached back to hit the wall.&nbsp; "I don't know what happened to me.&nbsp; After hours of intense pain, I looked like this." he said as the wrapped tentacles hit the wall with a clash.&nbsp; It didn't do anything to the wall, but Chad was immediately on the ground crying in pain as he held his forearm with the other hand.&nbsp; He pulled himself into the fetal position curing his new appendages up protectively, but didn't bring them back into his arm.&nbsp; They just laid there as if it would hurt to move them.&nbsp; "Oh my god that hurt!" he yelled, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>04-07-2011, 08:19:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brooke forgot all about the possibility of trickery as she saw the genuine pain on Chad's face, and she quickly knelt beside him, her eyes full of concern as she watched him hold his arm, the pose reminding her of how someone might treat a limb if it was broken.&nbsp; She cringed inwardly, suddenly struck by the thought that it might feel as if it really <em>were</em> broken.<br><br>"How... how are we supposed to fix this?" she said out loud, not really asking him, sure he didn't know, her fingers hesitating above one of the tentacle things, afraid to tuch him and hurt him more, but wanting to do something to help.&nbsp; She felt the prickle of tears in her own eyes at seeing him hurting so much, feeling frustrated and helpless, and more than a little angry.&nbsp; Other than clenching her fists in an attempt to keep from voicing the feeling, knowing it wouldn't help, she didn't show any sign of it.&nbsp; She could be angry at the situation when Chad was all right again, but until then she had to figure out a way to help him, although she didn't have the slightest idea of what it would be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>04-07-2011, 08:31:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chad laid there for a couple of minutes clutching his arm.&nbsp; Slowly though he regained his composure and got up to his knees, but dared not move the tentacles on that arm.&nbsp; "Oh my god that hurt so fucking much." he said bending over again still holding his arm.&nbsp; "Like someone kicked me in the fucking balls."&nbsp; Slowly getting to his feet, he finally started moving his new appendages more and more until he was sure it wasn't going to hurt anymore.&nbsp; "Remind me never to do that again." he said to Brooke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>05-07-2011, 08:42:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brooke watched him, no longer wary, but merely concerned for him.&nbsp; No one could fake being in that much pain, unless they were extremely good at acting, and she didn't want to think like that.&nbsp; If she started on that path, she'd never trust anyone, and now wasn't the time to start alienating the only closest approximation to a friend she had.<br><br>She stood up beside him as he managed to work himself upright again, nodding to his request.&nbsp; "Does it feel like that all the time, or only when you tried to find a way out?" she asked, afraid she knew what the answer was, but wanting to be sure.&nbsp; "I'll take your word for it on how much it hurt," she added.&nbsp; "I wouldn't know from experience, naturally, but I know I don't want to see you go through that again, that's for sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>05-07-2011, 09:07:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The more he thought about it, the more it did seem the tentacles had more sensation in them.&nbsp; "I think it's like that all the time." he said.&nbsp; "I mean, they don't hurt, but it feels like they have nerve endings all through them.&nbsp; Like they are very sensitive to the touch."&nbsp; He watched them wiggle in the air, moving them around, feeling the floor, the bed, the bedpost.&nbsp; He didn't bring it near her though.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>05-07-2011, 10:24:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With the sheer agony of the nanites grafting into his musculature and nervous system Chad had become too numb for a time that he hadn't noticed just how extensively the nano machines had integrated themselves within his body. And so when the young thrill seeker suddenly and involuntarily turned his head to gaze upon Brooke in the handful of seconds before he completely lost volition over his motor control or the six 1.5" thick 3' long mechanical tendrils snaking about from the underside of his wrists all he could do was watch as his body became no longer his own. Chad's body took two startlingly quick steps to close the distance between him and Female-001 his left arm rising while two of the tendrils shot forward and wrapped themselves around Brooke's throat constricting tightly but not so much as to cut off her oxygen. The third tentacle on that arm moved in ponderously slowly coming to hover before Brooke's face as though assessing its catch.<br><br>With his other arm Chat reached out and the tendrils writhing from his wrist displayed an ever increasing ability to alter their make up as the ends of the tendrils reformed into seven sharp triangular teeth which had assembled joints that they resembled a gnashing, grasping hand with two too many digits. In tandem those three appendages rapidly ripped, tore and shredded Brooke's top to ribbons and it soon slid from her body to the floor little more than ruined scraps. Before both subjects eyes the same tentacles whirred and ground as the pointed, toothed ends blunted themselves and combined to form a set of four digits, two of these tentacles snaked outward and clamped painfully to Brooke's breasts and from their center several dozen threadlike strands slick with a artificial lubricant began to assault her nipples in a manner that could really only be described as frantic lapping not unlike a dog would do with its tongue. <br><br>The third tendril of that grouping once more reconfigured itself such that it ended in a trio of quarter inch thick whip like lengths that writhed almost with a life of their own as they grew a kind of spiral ridge and began to drip from the slick lubricant that began to excrete from them. A few seconds later they began to emit a high pitched whine as on each of the three salivating tentacles, twelve segmented sections were formed and each ones began to vibrate intensely from the miniature gyroscopes that had been replicated at the center of each segment. Once its configuration was complete it without warning plunged down the front of Brooke's trousers gliding disturbingly over her pubic patch each of its three tongues twirling about and lapping at her lower lips as they vibrated violently.<br><br>Simultaneously the tentacle hovering before her face and the one down her drawers forced themselves inside the poor girl the one up top sliding deep into her throat before extending from its exterior countless ultra fine hair like protrusions that were almost nothing but soft threads of nerve endings. This tentacle quickly began to slide swiftly in and out and in and out then deeper and out and deeper in Brookes throat. While twixt her legs the last tendril had penetrated her its triumvirate of 3" segmented gyro motivated tongues hot and wet with lubricant whirling, twisting and snaking along her inner walls and pressing ever further into the girl until they were whirling feverishly around the circumference of Brooke's cervix.<br><br>And Chad could do nothing but stare as even his eyelids would not shut as he willed them to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tuckers02</strong> on <strong>05-07-2011, 11:03:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Chad lost control of the tentacles, all he could do was watch as he began molesting Brooke.&nbsp; He couldn't even close his eyes or turn his head away as the tentacles seemed to take over his body.&nbsp; And on top of it, he felt everything.&nbsp; He felt her throat as she was nearly choked and then her clothes as he ripped them to shreds.&nbsp; Then he felt her nipples as they got hard under his uncontrollable groping.<br><br>When the other tentacle went for her pants, he felt her hair.&nbsp; And then felt her throat and pussy as the tentacles vibrated, sending pleasure to him as they pleasured her.&nbsp; It was pure bliss but at the same time scary as hell as he had absolutely no control over his body.&nbsp; He couldn't even open his mouth to apologize.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab A [Sarah Morgan x Tuckers02]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2011, 09:03:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brooke's eyes went wide with shock as the tentacles wrapped around her throat, but she was too frightened to try and move too much, afraid they would tighten and really choke her, or do worse.&nbsp; She didn't have much time to ponder what he was doing though as yet more tentacles tore the shirt from her, yelping in pain as they latched themselves to her breasts.&nbsp; Despite the circumstances, her body couldn't help but react to the way they ran frantically over her nipples, whimpering in a mix of both pleasure and shame at herself for feeling said pleasure.<br><br>She caught the look of horror on Chad's face, and knew he wasn't doing this on his own, and so she tried to relax, knowing it would only be worse for him if she panicked.&nbsp; She couldn't help but let out a cry of pain though as the tentacles slid into her pants and entered her, her eyes filling with tears as they broke through the barrier of her virginity and didn't give her any time to adjust.&nbsp; Not only that, but she also had to contend with another of them forcing its way into her mouth, and it was all she could do not to choke as it moved deeper into her mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>The pain gradually began to fade from between her legs, and a shiver ran through her at the vibrations of the tentacles, her breathing coming quicker as she stared up at Chad, confused on why she was feeling this way, not wanting to, on account of how the tentacles had taken over, but unable to help the natural reactions of her instincts either, although she didn't have the experience to know what they were.
			</dd>
		</dl>
		<div id="footer" class="smalltext">
			
			<span class="smalltext" style="display: inline; visibility: visible; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=credits" title="Simple Machines Forum" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF 2.0.19</a> |
 <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org/about/smf/license.php" title="License" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF © 2021</a>, <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org" title="Simple Machines" target="_blank" class="new_win">Simple Machines</a>
			</span>
		</div>