Chapter 28

Cutter and Priya did little to hide the fact that they were practically aflame with burning questions for Sarah and the others, though the signs of their curiosity were relegated to mere glances (or in Priya’s case, sustained glares) given that the group was still making its way through the maze of parked cars outside the mall. The cramped rows of dark vehicles offered plentiful hiding spots for any nearby lustful creatures, so they were forced to keep their lips sealed for the time being to minimize any noise that might give them away. Their progress was considerably slower than when they had initially entered the mall, given that they were now burdened with heavy, cumbersome supplies, though if A’luhr was struggling to carry both large tanks of helium over her shoulders, she wasn’t showing it, and had confidently taken the lead.

With her arms up as they were, A’luhr’s well-toned back muscles flexed and pushed out against the form-fitting fabric of her suit like a chiseled sculpture. These muscular grooves naturally guided the eye down to her tight round ass that bobbed up and down with every graceful step she took, her suit doing nothing to obscure the perfect curves and volume of each slightly jiggling cheek.

On more than one occasion, Steven nearly bumped the bag of food he was carrying into a car, clearly distracted by the captivating display in front of him. Adam and Cutter also couldn’t help but steal peeks at A’luhr’s powerful, voluptuous body now and then, though they weren’t quite as stealthy about this as they would have liked to imagine. Sarah and Zoey exchanged irritated glances with rolled eyes. Sometimes it was hard to tell who were hornier: the Krinis or the drooling men in their lives. The two women sighed and shook their heads as they caught Adam’s and Steven’s gazes, who quickly cleared their throats and looked away as if keenly surveying the area for threats, clearly having determined after thorough investigation that there were no dangers lurking in A’luhr’s ass.

Priya was the only one other than A’luhr to fail to notice this time-honored traditional dance between men and women, as she was keeping stride with A’luhr despite the bags over her shoulders as if determined to assert her dominance, or perhaps to maintain a more desirable “vantage point.” Sarah noticed that Priya occasionally glanced at A’luhr’s gently bouncing chest out of the corner of her eye, but so subtly that Sarah really couldn’t be sure.

Regardless, all the attention being directed towards A’luhr once again stabbed into Sarah’s self-confidence, and she could tell by Zoey’s pouting expression that she wasn’t alone in this – though admittedly the way her student’s cheeks puffed angrily was rather cute. Even if she wasn’t aware of it, Zoey definitely possessed a youthful, girlish charm alongside an attractive, athletic body. Sure, Sarah had Adam, but she couldn’t help but wonder if he had simply settled for her given their circumstances.

She glumly remembered how, only in her late twenties, she had already started finding gray hairs on her head after she had started teaching, though she had convinced herself at the time that it was just due to stress, and that things would get better once she could relax a bit. Suffice to say, she was decidedly less relaxed than she had been a year ago, though surprisingly not by as big of a margin as one might think. The Krinis were one thing, but college freshmen were an entirely different breed to deal with.

It was starting to become more and more apparent that the body-enhancing effects of the nectar were starting to wear off. Sarah noted how her size-augmented breasts were already feeling noticeably lighter than they had that morning, though the mysterious fabric of her suit had been constantly adjusting to maintain its firm, supportive grip on her still-impressive globes.

Sarah begrudgingly joined in on briefly admiring A’luhr’s womanly form, which didn’t seem to have diminished much, if at all, despite the weakening nectar in their systems. The only person not looking at A’luhr now and then was Zoey, who seemed more preoccupied with squinting and rubbing her blurry blue eyes. They hadn’t managed to find any glasses for her in the mall, so no doubt her vision was gradually beginning to worsen as her chest shrank.

Despite the need for vigilance, Sarah found herself lost in such thoughts. Though she would never use it as an excuse, it was admittedly difficult to stay focused, hungry as she was, and with the nectar fumes rising off of her body. She inwardly admitted that she couldn’t really blame everyone for having sex on the mind given all that they had recently seen in tandem with the mind-altering effects of the aphrodisiac that were slowly beginning to take hold.

Priya and Al’uhr suddenly stopped in their tracks, holding up their hands to signal for the others to stop. The distracted Sarah very nearly crashed into Priya, who shot her a look of disgusted disbelief. Sarah whispered a stammered apology but Priya ignored her.

A’luhr gestured ahead of them, and everyone’s gaze followed her finger to a nearby minivan, which was jostling as if some animal trapped within was trying to escape. It wasn’t hard to determine the source of this commotion, as the interior of the vehicle was entirely filled with writhing tentacles, which had seemingly burst from a manhole, broken through one of the windows, and ensnared the unsuspecting family within.

A child’s booster seat was strewn among some glass beside the van, its straps torn apart in the direction of the sewer, suggesting that the young occupant had been snatched away by the tentacles to be kept safe in an incubator pod while their remaining family members were left behind to be tormented in the claustrophobic confines of the car.

With the van stuffed so full of slimy, wiggling flesh, the middle-aged couple and young woman within – assumedly a college girl and her parents – had no room to move whatsoever of their own accord, but the tendrils playing with their naked bodies still managed to shove them as they had their lewd way with them, rocking the car back and forth. The sounds of aroused moans and violent sloshing leaked out from the broken window, while the glass that was still intact revealed the source of the noise – and the state of the captured family.

The mother, a thick, curvy woman with flaxen hair, had her big fat ass shoved up against the windshield, her marshmallowy cheeks pressed flat against the glass as small tentacles from all around her worked together to slide over her flesh and pry her holes wide open, practically giving a clear view of her cervix. Tiny tendrils wormed their way into her gaping anus and cunt, squirming and tickling against her exposed, sensitive inner walls while dancing around her engorged clit.

Her jiggling butt slammed against the windshield as her body reacted to the intense stimulus, shaking the glass as she came hard, drenching the window with her squirting juices. The dripping liquid obscured the view only momentarily before tentacle mouths latched onto the windshield from within like grotesque starfish, sucking the fluids away before latching directly onto her clit and vaginal opening to drink directly from the source. The mother’s ass wiggled around among the molesting tentacles for another minute before she was pulled away from the windshield and disappeared into the tangle.

It was hard to get a good look at her husband, as most of his body remained enveloped by tentacles, but his inhumanly large and erect cock was hard to miss. The van’s sunroof had either been broken or foolishly left open prior, but regardless of the reason, the tendrils were keeping the man hoisted up to it so that his enormous shaft was sticking out of the roof of the car like a lighthouse on a lonely cliff. Hardened strands of orange resin webbed over the opening of the skylight to hold his length firmly in place at the base, and judging by how the throbbing phallus was larger than Sarah’s forearm, the man had probably been exposed to the nectar for a long period of time.

It was hard to get an exact measurement, however, because numerous small, squid-like Krinis were swarming around the twitching penis. They practically covered every one of the many inches of his dick, having latched onto the shaft to rapidly stroke it with their many slick tendrils to elicit great eruptions of hot, thick semen, which rained down onto the roof of the car to be slurped up. That is, until one of them got the bright idea to crawl up onto the tip of the man’s cock, swallowing the man’s glans up into its transparent, squid-like body while continuing to stimulate his length with its feelers.

Its greed got the best of it, however, for when the man next unleashed another mighty load of his seed, the squid’s body swelled up like a water balloon, growing with each pulsating spurt. In a flash, the creature seemed ready to burst with creamy liquid, and it was forced to let go of its perch, falling down to the ground while leaking cum from its rapidly deflating body. It desperately attempted to keep as much of the semen in as it could, but its brethren quickly crowded around to drink their share from what gushed out.

While mom and dad were being worked over, their daughter was being thrust up against one of the back windows. Her tits were not as inhumanly proportioned as her father’s cock, but they were still of respectable size, looking even larger than they probably were given that a pair of thick tentacles had wrapped themselves around the base of her breasts, squeezing them hard so that they were round and taut. Other tendrils sandwiched her swollen boobs between two rows, rhythmically gliding back and forth like rolling pins in an effective effort of squeezing milk from her nipples.

Each time the girl’s leaking tits were pushed against the window, more and more of her milk smeared around the glass, blocking the view of her blushing, pleasure-stricken face. Tickling little feelers toyed with her ears, nostrils, and mouth, grabbing onto her tongue and forcing her drooling mouth open to accept any tentacle cocks that decided they wanted a turn inside her throat to fill it with their sticky fluids.

Like her mother before her, it wasn’t long before the girl was pulled back into the sea of tentacles to be with her parents, with only the occasional foot, hand, or breast pressing up against a window now and then as the ceaseless orgy continued along with the sounds that accompanied the family’s multiple forced orgasms. Now at full attention, Sarah listened carefully and could identify similar noises coming from other vehicles in the area, though it was hard to tell exactly which ones without climbing up onto one to get a good view, which would be too exposing.

Priya motioned with her hand that they should all loop around and hug the exterior walls of the mall that led to the street, away from the hazardous cars. Cutter nodded in understanding and pulled a small pair of binoculars from a holster on his belt. He surveyed the area around the mall, tracing a path to the highway that stood between them and the forest. Seemingly satisfied with what he saw, he stowed the binoculars and gave a thumbs up, beckoning everyone to follow him as he began to sneak away from the heart of the parking lot and towards the building.

Sarah kept a tight grip on her vibrator rod the entire time, ready to strike any wayward tendrils worming into their path, but fortunately there was no need to take action. They did encounter a couple other cars filled with tentacles on the way, but managed to sneak by without issue despite the loud rumbling of their empty stomachs and Zoey’s small squeal of surprise when a huge pair of tits suddenly slammed into the car window just above her head. Much to the group’s relief, the loud squeaking and groaning of the car’s madly rocking suspension seemed to drown out these small noises.

Once they were out of the hazardous parking lot and up against the building, they finally allowed themselves to catch their breaths as they hunkered down behind some shrubs.

“We’ll just follow this path and beeline it for the road,” Cutter whispered, jerking his head towards the nearby intersection at the end of the building. “It looks pretty clear. Lots of decent cover for the most part, but we’ll be out in the open at the very end between the highway and the forest.”

“We’ll just have to be quick,” Adam huffed, adjusting the strap of the heavy food bag on his shoulder. “Or as quick as we can be.”

“For your sake, that’d better be ‘pretty damn quick’” Priya scoffed. She put down the bags she was carrying to massage her sore shoulders. “Normally I wouldn’t hesitate to leave you behind, but I’d hate to lose that food.”

“Do you need help carrying anything?” Sarah offered. “I’m sure I can handle one of your bags no problem.”

“I’m good,” Priya replied with a snort.

“I was just thinking that maybe if you were carrying less, you would be more agile to lead us all.”

“You know what? That’s a good point. Here, carry your share.” She walked towards Sarah who grinned and held out her arms, but Priya passed by her to shove one of her bags onto Cutter’s chest. He didn’t take it. Sarah’s expression soured and she put her hands on her hips with a scoff. Adam gave her an apologetic look while Steven and Zoey exchanged uncomfortable glances.

“Watch yourself, Priya,” Cutter growled. “I don’t know what’s gotten you so worked up, but don’t imagine for a single second that you can pull this shit with me. Despite what you may believe, I am the leader here, or is all that discipline from your military training getting rusty? What would your superiors have done to you back then for this sort of behavior?”

“Fuck the military,” Priya spat. “A lot of good their pointless rules and training did them, huh? Where are they now? Oh, that’s right – probably a mile beneath our feet getting their brains fucked out! Oh, but at least they know how to stay in line! Congratulations – let’s give them all fuckin’ purple hearts!”

“Priya–”

“They didn’t help us at all! They did jack shit!” Priya grinded her teeth and turned away from them. For a moment, Sarah thought she saw Priya’s eyes reddening with tears but they were quickly blinked away. “ ... Here.” Priya handed Sarah one of her bags without looking at her. “Just don’t slow us down.”

“O-oh, uh, yeah, obviously,” Sarah stammered in surprise. “Glad to help.” Sarah let some steely venom leak into her voice as she hefted one of the bags over her shoulder. Behind her she could hear A’luhr muttering, “Purple hearts...? Their organs change color...?” to herself in silent confusion. A’luhr’s cute, innocent bewilderment never failed to raise Sarah’s spirits slightly.