Your boss, Veronica, walked into your living room, dressed in her usual pants suit. That was her usual work outfit and you though it make her look too much like a corporate executive instead of the executive director of an art museum. Stuffy and too serious. She greeted you but a moment later her eyes were drawn to the cecaelia dildo on the table. She walked up to the table and stared at it in wonder.
"It's such an exquisite piece of art" she said. "I'm so happy you were able to find it!"
Veronica circled the table, gazing at the dildo. Finally she couldn't resist her curiosity any longer and picked it. Veronica ran her hands over the dildo's intricate design. If she had initially thought of it as just another artwork or artifact, that quickly changed as she began to caress the dildo in a more suggestive manner. As she did so, Veronica aimlessly walked further around the coffee table until her back was to you.
It was the perfect opportunity. You pulled the dress off over your head and cast it aside, then used your octopus tentacles to quickly pull yourself over the couch right behind Veronica. Your tentacles grabbed her legs, torso, and arms and pulled her against you.
Veronica screamed and struggled against your grasp. "Lily, what are you doing?" Then she noticed the purple tentacles holding her in place. "What happened to you?"
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Even though there were only two of you in the house, you leaned in to whisper in her ear: "It's functional too."
"You...used it on yourself?" said Veronica, her voice a mixture of fear and excitement.
Without another word, you held Veronica tighter against you, the back of her head nestled between your breasts. You unfastened Veronica's pants with your hands then pulled then down and off with a tentacle. Your tentacles drew Veronica out spread eagle. One of your tentacles slid into Veronica's panties, probing at her womanhood. Two more tentacles reached up under her blouse then slowly tore it open. You were surprised to find Veronica wasn't wearing a bra. You'd heard someone call her "iron tits" and now you knew why. Her athletic body suggested frequent exercise. Your caressed her breasts with your tentacles.
You realized Veronica was getting quite wet. She was breathing heavily, but had stopped struggling and hadn't asked you to stop. You realized throughout this Veronica hadn't dropped the dildo. You took it from her hand with a tentacle, without much resistance. You pulled one tentacle out of her then slowly slid the cecaelia dildo in its place.
"Oh god..." Veronica muttered. You began slowly thrusting the dildo in and out. With each thrust Veronica let out a moan that seemed a mix of anguish and pleasure. After about a half dozen you paused. Veronica was panting, her crotch soaked.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" you whispered in her ear.
"Fantastic" she muttered. "Fuck me, you sexy cecaelia."
You resumed use of the dildo on Veronica and began to kiss her neck. You both eagerly awaited her transformation.