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Suddenly, a torrent of pleasure ran through her body. She was cumming, orgasms hitting her one after another, a puddle of squirt quickly forming at the base of her feet. Getting weak at her knees, Krystal threw her arms forward, bracing against the shower cabin's glass. The invader's tentacles made their way to her brain and were now caressing it, along with her breasts. Demands of surrender now echoed through Krystal's mind. This pleasure was a trap, a trick to destroy her capacity to resist; she knew it, and yet... was it really that necessary to act now? The creature would make her feel good as long as she played along… yes, just played along for now… just for a little longer…