Ursula pulled her meal down into the watery darkness. Holding her tightly by the ankle, Ursula had no problem dragging the squirming girl to the bottom of the river. More tentacles grabbed her, holding her flailing arms out and spreading those succulent legs. Ursula took her first look at her meal and grinned madly, she was a looker. Large, soft breasts as big as her slaves stood proudly out. She had full childbearing hips the type Ursula loved to gnaw at. What Ursula loved the most of her pale, ivory skin, so much fairer then mermaids, wherever she loved must have been very dowdy and damp. Ursula pulled her closer, lifting her high up so she could inspect another part of her meal, those soft, pale mons.

Licking her lips, Ursula pulled her prey’s pussy to her face, inspecting the tiny slit. It was hairless, the girl must be shaving to keep unkempt hair from being spotted when she wears that tight bikini bottom. Ursula also felt something, she could sense this girl wasn’t a virgin, but that she had recently had sex not too long ago. Ursula could almost smell the cum deep inside her cunt. Dry, but clinging to the inside of her vagina like a mold. The smell of it reminded Ursula of what she had not felt in a long time, a large cock slamming into her. Not mainly drowning sailors got hard-ons when you drag them to their deaths, but Ursula had hypnotized a few to give her a proper fucking. The feel of a man fucking her was incredible, not as incredible as having a slutty former princess climb into your cunt, but close. The smell brought back happy memories to Ursula. Now in the mode to play before eating, Ursula began eating out her meal before she ate her.

Jane was terrified. Some horrible monster had dragged her down and was looking at her like a piece of meat. The creature looked like a giant octopus on the bottom, but a fat, pale woman on top. Jane didn’t know what it was or if it could think or just looked human, all she knew was that it looked hungry. Squirming in her gripe, Jane felt the creature begin nosing around her recently used pussy. She shouldn’t have left Tarzan, she should have been more alert like he’d taught her. She’d give anything to have Tarzan appear and save her, even give him her ass virginity that she had been saving for marriage. The creature stared at her crotch, probably not even knowing what it was and then she stuck her tongue out and Jane’s eyes shot open as a slippery, wide object invaded her pussy.