Standing beside the table was Matt, he was naked and his body was so hairy that he resembled a bear and between his legs was a large mass of flesh.She... tried to twist away from Matt, but her bonds held her down securely, "Please noooo." She said but was only met with laughter.Her head was held by Matt while Mistress started to plat her hair, "I like young girls with plats, they give you handles to hold on to when their breasts are too small." She said in a soft tone to Matt."Hell Mistress, I. The skirt sailed to the floor a few seconds later, and then hands were gripping my buttocks and rhythmically pressing my crotch against hers. “I want you so much,” she whispered into my ear between little bites at my neck, “I want to have your naked body around every second of every day for the rest of my life, so I can kiss you and play with you whenever I want.” “I’d love that!” I could only whisper back. What a fantasy, never to wear clothes again. “But first, there’s something I’ve longed. I hated to be physically inactive for very long a time without moving around.The doorman snapped to attention and opened the door for Bobbie. Our driver unfastened my chair and let down the ramp. We entered the hotel with all the pomp of royalty. Evidently word of our largesse had spread. Good tippers are loved the world over. Only the concierge seemed unaffected by our newfound charm."Sir, you have messages awaiting you." He waved in the direction of the front desk.I nodded my thanks. There. Rewriting her brain functions, with the miniscule tendrils snaking from a pair of average appearing tentacles into her ears.It began telling her things, subtle things, like what she should do differently, what her compulsions should be, and what her aim should be. These things would make her a willing extension and slave to the organism, ensuring its "plans" would be put forth and that she'd attain them perfectly. Her body would soon appear a little more than human, but on the inside...would.