What Lies Below

A small cloud of dust appeared as a pair of soft boots landed on stone tile, previously undisturbed for who knows how long at this point. A pair of eyes, nearly glowing with their bright yellow hue, peered into the dark chambers ahead. Kasvara looked intently at all corners of the room into what was seemingly a forgotten storage closet, hidden in a covered trapdoor. Seems like those old schematics were worth something, after all. Well, that depends on what was even left in here, the thief supposes.

With even the current inhabitants unaware, there was bound to be something good in here. Hopefully. The cat slowly crept in before the floor gave way, crumbled stone falling alongside Kasvara who managed to catch herself by her arms before plummeting who-knows-where. Phew, good catch...huh? Kasvara thought to herself as she tried to push up to exit the hole. She was typically more than nimble enough to have easily maneuvered herself out of this pit, but for some reason was having a bit of trouble. It felt like her foot was caught on something, crap. As she struggled to lift herself up she suddenly felt a quick pinch in her leg, yelping lightly in response. Afterwards however, she noticed as much of her body below the hole became numb. Great, must be some strange trap meant to subdue an intruder. Keeps them in place for guards to grab on their rounds. Good news is that means I can just wait it out, since no one should be passing by these days.

Below her, a writhing mass of tentacles crept towards the new visitor in their home, one grabbing on to the cat’s foot to keep her in place. As a small needle extracted itself from her leg, more of the tentacles began to descend upon their prey, grabbing at both of her legs to get control of the feline. More tentacles grabbed around her thin waist, even trailing up to her chest while trying to understand what she was. The monster was hungry, no one had come to feed it in a long time and it grew restless. It didn’t really need sustenance as the damp levels of this castle kept it hydrated, but for years upon years it merely sat here growing and forgotten. And while it may not need to eat, it certainly enjoyed it.

The tentacles caught on one of the many belts of Kasvara’s gear, pulling at it a few times before yanking the tentacle down, easily tearing the fabric apart with one quick stroke. With it came nearly all of her right pant leg, and one of the tentacles holding her foot ripped the boot from her as well. Kasvara’s midriff and much of her lower body were now exposed, as the only thing she kept on were her simple undergarments. A pair of relatively plain panties, save for a small, uncharacteristic pink ribbon embroidered into the front. Her toned and furry abs were on display, a tentacle finding its way now directly on her fur. A few more joined as they explored her legs and ran themselves over her rear and crotch. Another side effect of the numbing injection came into play as the tentacle on her crotch stopped and seemed to almost ‘sniff’ towards her. 

An aphrodisiac, while not necessary for the trap’s intended purpose, was a side effect of the numbing process used to capture prey. A side effect of that is the beast changing course from hunger to lust. In one quick movement, Kasvara’s panties are ripped off, while more tentacles grab at her legs and spread them apart. A slick tentacle raises itself and rubs against her lower lips, moistening her entrance. A few tentacles reach under her ripped overall, fondling her breasts and tearing away some of her dangling gear. The tentacle below suddenly inserts itself, pushing deep inside of the cat with little concern.

Above, Kasvara grumbles as she continues to hold herself up. Gonna be a long night, who knows how long this stuff lasts. She thinks to herself as she looks around, eyeing the crates and chests stacked around the edges of the storeroom. The cat looks down for a moment, convinced she just felt herself move. Maybe it won’t take that long after all.

The tentacle continued to thrust, pumping in and out of Kasvara with lust, the movements shaking her body even with it holding her legs in place. A tentacle pulled at her tail for more support, more tentacles slowly trailing across her body, covering more and more of the catgirl's exposed fur. Her buttocks were gripped and squeezed with her thighs, her waist was grabbed tightly and her fur covered in the lubricant slathered all over the tendrils. As almost her entire lower body became surrounded by the slippery feelers, the assault on her pussy only intensified. Kasvara’s sex leaked greedily, mixing in with the moisture provided by the tentacle to allow a frictionless pounding. Lower in the mass of tentacles below, a swelling began to rise up in the member planted within the catgirl, the beast preparing to seed her.

“Huh?” Kasvara blurted out as suddenly, something rose out of the pit and began to wrap around her arm. One of the tendrils below had snaked its way between the gap of the hole and Kasvara’s body, exploring what lay above. She looked at it in confusion before more and more of them rose up, some grabbing at her arms and one trailing up her neck. “Wh-what the - mmf!” The tentacle crawling up her neck had reached up and suddenly thrust itself into her mouth, trying to see if this hole was like the one below. Oh crap, what’s down ther- uugh?!

Below her, the tentacles had the feline held taut, her legs extended and waist held as she was utterly full of tendril. The swelling of the member reached the tip and with one final thrust, the tentacle planted itself firmly deep inside. A load of cum shot itself directly into her, and with it came another gift - an antidote for her numbing. The body of the feline jolted and tried to immediately wrench itself away, but the tight grip of the beast kept her from moving even an inch as more and more of its fluid filled her and began to pour out. Her toes curled and her body twitched, the tentacles uncaring in her efforts to remove herself.

Above, Kasvara suddenly mewled into the tendril within her mouth, her eyes suddenly rolling up and hands clawing into the dirty cobble flooring they lay upon. In an instant, her mind was shocked with the overwhelming sensations that had built up while she was numb, almost as if they were waiting to attack her all at once. She couldn’t even think as she felt herself unable to move whatsoever, utterly full with more still coming. As the tentacle reached the end of its climax it pulled out just as quickly as it had entered, eliciting a muffled gasp while seed poured out of her. The overwhelmed feline took heavy, choked breaths through the tendril still sticking its way down her throat as she tried to think properly.

Before she could act, Kasvara felt the tentacles’ grip start shifting, as the beast attempted to drag her down into the hole. In a panic she tried to kick and pull herself up, somewhat wriggling out of its grasp as the slick coating worked against the tendrils here. As she began to wrench free of just a few appendages, and then a few more before she had enough off to wriggle slightly out of the hole.

Almost...there! Kasvara strained as she could feel their grip slipping - and suddenly an injection of liquid straight down her throat caused her to stop and cough around the tentacle. Her grip was promptly lost as the shock hit her, and she managed to just barely grip the edge of the hole before falling in. Quickly, she could sense a familiar feeling creeping in as her body began to grow numb, just like before. As it reached her arms, and just before she lost grip, Kasvara could only worry about what lie below. Her vocal chords numbed, Kasvara made no sound as her hands let go, and she was pulled into the writhing mass below...