^{WARNING! This story contains tentacle sex and drowning snuff, if you don’t like this, do not read any further! You have been warned.}

        The girl wiped her face with the small hand-towel, sighing and keying off the last of the treadmills. Funny, she worked here at the gym, but she could never seem to find the time to use it till after everyone else is gone. She locked the front door, then debated “Pool, or just the showers…” She mused as she walked about, turning off all but the barest of lights to navigate by. She smiled to herself, “Pool it is.” She stripped as she walked through the complex, not like anyone would be there anymore anyway. Finally, she stepped out of her panties as she walked into the dimly-lit pool room, smiling and dipping her feet in the water. “Hmmm… they left the heater on this time… Good for me~”
        The liquid felt it was pushed along as in a river or underwater stream, but when it sensed its surrounding it felt… solids. It was just one way, to go with the flow. It entered what felt like a waterfall, lots of bubbles got mixed into it, and its main body was churned up. It easily pulled itself together though, and found that it was in a much larger body of water, like a lake. The lake, as the spring it had come into earlier, was full of chemicals, but it easily separated those from its body. It rose to the surface, to take in fresh oxygen through osmosis. It hides quickly as it senses… something. An animal?
        The girl slipped into the water with a sigh, resting, floating, letting her muscles loosen after a long day of work. Sweat carried away along the surface of the water, the oils of her hair separating as she dipped under for a moment before surfacing. She whipped her hair back and forth, wiping it away from her face with a giggle to herself. She was blissfully unaware of the other presence in the pool, barely able to see the edge of the pool in the dull light.
        The liquid watched through the surface as the animal stepped into the water. The creature walked on two legs, and it had very little fur, just a little on its head. The liquid floated closer as the creature slipped into the water, surrounding it, carrying it like water would. It caressed the furless skin of the creature, sliding low viscosity tendrils, held in place by temporary membranes, over it. It sought out every part of skin, every fold and crevice, except that which was close to the creature’s head. The liquid did not want to make the creature panic.
        The girl shivered, feeling something. “Huh, did they add those minerals to the water after all?” she mused. She shimmied a little bit, then leaned back against the wall, “Certainly feels nice…” The girl lets her head fall back, she always enjoyed the water anyway, felt it to be sensual. Maybe it was just her mind playing tricks on her?
        The liquid floated around the creature as it moved, and took particular interest in a group of folds and crevices between the legs of it. Probing carefully, with slightly more viscous tendrils, it brushed against the place like a stream of water. It looked up at the creature through the surface. Not knowing much of animals, it still understood relaxation. The sounds the creature made was strange though. Vibrations, like that of waves in the water. She imitated the vibrations right after the animal made them, though weaker, making the water itself work as a speaker. “Certainly feels nice…”
        The girl sighed a bit, then gasped as she felt a jet of water? brush between her legs, she looked down into the water, wondering. Then, her voice?! “H-hello? Who’s there?!”
        “Who’s there?!” the liquid imitated like an echo. It sensed that the creature was aware of it now, or at least suspected something was amiss. The liquid wondered a moment what to do. It could grab the creature, pull it under, and drown it, living off it for months, or it could just leave. Truth be told, the liquid wasn’t very hungry. Instead it decided to continue probing, finding one area on top of the skin folds interesting. This spot seemed extra sensitive. The liquid decided it wanted to play a bit, and let a stream of water blow at the spot, stronger than the last one, more focused.
        The girl let out a sharp squeal, nearly jumping out of her skin, flushing. She turned away trying to clamber out of the pool, wondering it maybe her lack of sating her libido was really starting to get to her. “Gah!”
        The liquid got pulled up with the creature as it tried to escape, but as the liquid was mostly at low viscosity, it fell down to the surface very fast. Besides for one part which would seem like a small water tentacle, floating for a short moment on the surface, the liquid slid back into the water. In the confusion it did not imitate the creature’s vibrations this time. Instead it made some of itself thicker, more viscous, and rose up six inches, forming a head with a face, imitating the creature’s expression soundlessly.
        The girl screamed, stumbling and falling onto her bum. She stared at the strange formation, eyes wild, still dripping and nude. “Wh-what are you?!”
        The liquid made a mimicked scream, then moved the imitation of a mouth to match the creature. “W-what are you?” The echoed words and the mouth movements were completely out of sync. It had no concept of making intelligible sounds on it own, as it was as alien to the liquid as the liquid would be to the creature. It rose the imitated head up on a column of water, and swayed it closer to the creature, stopping about two feet from it, imitating every little nuance and twitch, even imitating eyebrows and eyelashes, blinking when the creature did, like a liquid, three-dimensional water mirror.
        The girl was terrified, shaking, leaning away, eyes wide, mouth agape. She whimpered as the creature grew nearer, shying away from it, marveling at it just the same. She tried to crawl backwards, but just managed to slip on the wet surface, falling back, too terrified to even close her eyes.
        The liquid moved it’s imitation of a head from side to side on the long, tentacle-like body of water, then swung it down low along the floor, in between the legs of the creature. It went all the way in, stopping an inch away from the interesting folds, and extended a smaller, more viscous tendril, brushing it over them from the bottom to the top, then down again, and repeating. It sensed other chemicals, not like those in the water in the little lake; These chemicals was organic, and tasted good. The liquid looked up over the body of the creature, studying it.
        The girl cried out, yet again that heated flush coursing through her. Mixed with the icy fear in her veins, leaving her limbs weak, slowly trying to crawl away, but her body betrayed her. The girl’s thighs opened slightly, and she bit her lip. “Oh God, what am I doing?!”
        The liquid bored the new tongue-like tendril in between the folds, and found a cavity, sliding it in deep, filling it to the bottom. It tasted the walls inside, where there were more of the tasty chemical. It kept the lower part of the imitated face in contact with the folds, letting soft streams of water brush all over them, and then reversing the flow, making a slight suction. The creature seemed to like it as it produced more of the tasty stuff.
        The girl groaned, “Oh! Ohhhhh~” The weakness turned to fire in her spine. She laid back, whimpering, spreading her thighs wide, her cunt quivering around the teasing appendage. Her heart raced, her mind whirled, “Wh-what are you dooooing to meeee~”
        The liquid did not imitate the creature’s sounds this time, but tried to make some of its own, having more or less figured out how to speak. It had few words to go by so far, and said, by imitating the words exactly how the creature had said them, with different tone, “Doooing… nice?” It added the slight variation at the end which it noticed the creature used some times. The liquid was certain that this would be a request for information, and that the reply would be confirming or denying. The tone would probably tell it which it was. It did not move the “mouth” away when it spoke the words, making the tendril vibrate in the process.
        The girl cried out “AhhhhhHHHH~ FuuUUUck Yesss~ WHY!? Feel so goood~”
        The liquid was pleased with the reply, among the various sounds were an element which was confirming. It formed new words while it continued to manipulate the creature’s folds and cavity, again at the exact same modulation as when the creature had made them. “Water… goood~”
        The girl bucked against her tormentor, rocking, moaning, giving herself up. Why was it fucking her, why was she letting it?! All she knew was that it felt too amazing to stop, that it was useless to resist anyway, that she belonged to it now, “OHHH! Yesss, GooOOOD!~ Nnnngh~”
        The liquid would have smiled, if that had been a thing a liquid would do. The sound it now recognized as confirmation, “Yesss”, was a key element of the latest sounds, and the other sounds was also quite positive, though different from “Yesss”. The liquid started to pump the cavity-exploring tendril in and out, and alternating between rushing water towards, and sucking water away from, the folds and the sensitive spot at the top. The spot seemed to have extended somewhat from the simulation. The liquid made another, smaller tendril, and brushed it all over and around the spot. It vibrated “GooOOOD FuuUUUck Yesss~”
        The girl squealed in ecstasy, a sudden heady rush at the change in ministrations. She loses a resounding cry, a gush of fluids flowing out with it’s suckling. She arches upwards, letting a groan escape. Her chest left bouncing and heaving, her body trembling.
        The liquid drank every drop of the great flow of tasty chemicals, and then withdrew the tendrils, moving it’s main body of water back. It moved back, disappearing for a moment into the water, then climbing out of the water over the edge, connected to the water with a tube of water. It reshaped, copying the creature’s body, its position, and its movements. It made the sounds “Wh-what are you?!” in perfect imitation of the creature’s earlier sounds. It even remembered to move the part where the sound seemed to originate, almost perfectly in sync this time.
        The girl lay there, curling up, whimpering, trying to reorient herself. She manages to half sit up, watching the strange creature. “I-I’m a human, wh-what are you?”
        The liquid began to understand the creature’s sounds now, but not having learned the right sounds yet, it had to use sounds of nearly the same meaning. “I-I’m a water…” The liquid curled up in imitation, then mimicked the half-sitting position.
        The girl grew more curious now, having found the creature non-threatening, and CERTAINLY pleasant in their encounter. She leaned in, “C-can I touch you?”
        The liquid leaned in as well, vibrating the sounds “Touch you? Yesss…” It was not sure what “touch” meant, but it would soon find out. It scanned over the girl’s body, noticing that it had no connection to the water. It looked at its “tail” without turning its “head”, and cut it off. The same instant as it did, it fell down onto the ground with a splash. The liquid moved a tendril up over the edge, and as soon as it made contact with the water, it started to reshape, imitating the girl once more.
        The girl gasped, marveling, reaching out to touch the creature, hesitant hands brushing against it’s re-forming shape. “Amazing….” She giggled a bit, “Where on earth did you come from?!”
        The liquid hesitated. That was a lot of new sounds, only a few recognizable. It tried to comprehend, the face on the imitated body going blank, literally, no eyes, no nose, no mouth, just blank. Then the face reappeared, and the liquid answered. “From… water.” It had consulted with other liquids who had more experience with humans. The language made more sense now. The liquid could not yet make words it had not heard the girl say though.
        The girl let her hands continue to glide over the “Water”, wondering at it’s sinuous form, how it knew how to do those things to her, why the hell she wasn’t running away. “Wh-why are you here? Why did you do that to me?! What happens next?” She looks into it’s “eyes”, shaking again, torn between so many things.
        The liquid’s imitated face disappeared again, briefly, then reappearing. It made the words “You are… Amazing…” The words it searches for has not yet been said by the girl. It imitates the girl’s shaking as its hand comes in contact with it.
        The girl face grew flushed, pulling back, peering at it now, “Why are you shaking?” She sat upright for real now, watching it, “Can you only do what I do?”
        The liquid was getting better at understanding the words now, quickly building up a dictionary, but still, without the proper words, it couldn’t say what it wanted to say. It tried to answer through other means, and sat upright as well, but then reshaped, not rising, but morphing into standing position, making its “feet” more solid, so they could carry its weight.
        The girl tilted her head, and then a thought occurred to her. She started saying things, “The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog, love, lust, sin, happy, sad, beauty, more, less, die, live, chocolate, ummm, pizza, hate, sex, car, train, bus, bed, pool, liquid, creature, you, me, I…” She watched it stand before her, curious, hesitant, but somehow calmed by it’s presence.
        The liquid let the words “I-I’m liquid creature, I live… water. I… love… you beauty” vibrate from the same place as the girl’s words came from. It reached out the tendril imitating an arm, and moved it over the girl’s skin in the same way as the girl had done to it. “You… less liquid… me. I-I’m more liquid creature… You… lust sin… sex?” All the words put together from what the liquid heard now and earlier, pausing where it did not know the words, or simply substituting.
        The girl shivered, flushing. She fixed her hair a bit, sliding closer to the creature. “Y-you think I’m beautiful?”
        The liquid seemed to smile, and replied “Beautiful? Yesss… beautiful creature.” It continued to move it’s watery tendril over the girl’s skin, but the skin were not wet where it had passed. It was difficult for it to communicate still, having to hear the words before it could use them itself. “I am… sad.” Wrong word, but close enough.
        The girl bit her lip, making a sad face when the creature made it’s reply. She instinctively moved to hug it, “Oh no! Why are you sad?! Are you hurt? Hungry? Lonely?”
        The liquid said “Lonely? Yesss…” That was the word it was waiting for. Good, new words to learn. “Amazing… beauty sad?!” The words imitated, like before, without modulating the tone from when it heard them.
        The girl gave it a gentle squeeze, “Are you separate from your from your friends? Do you have any friends? Where are they?”
        The liquid made the part where the girl squeezed much more viscous, so it could withstand the pressure of the hug. The girl’s face was resting against its imitation of a chest, and its liquid breasts looked like they merged with those of the girl, of course it just relocated the volume occupied. “Friends die… lonely. You are… lust sex? Liquid creature… lust sex, Yesss… FuuUUUck gooOOOD!”
        The girl blushd again, looking back up at it. “Y-you wanna have sex again? W-with me?”
        The liquid seemed to nod, and said “Yesss… sex gooOOOD!” It reached out with it’s imitation hand, and let its liquid digits wash over the girl’s clitoris and pussy lips.
        The girl MOAAANed~ “OhhhhH~” The girl bit her lip, arching up towards the creature, her head and hair fell back. “Ohhhhfuck! Fill me with that cock of yours~”
        The liquid looked at the girl, asking “What… are cock?” It was able to communicate quite good now, learning quickly, still, some words were unknown to it still. It leaned forward as the girl leaned back, and it mimicked the hug. It moved the imitated mouth toward one of the girl’s nipples, started to swirl the water around like in a vortex, causing a shifting pressure stream of water to rush by it.
        The girl gasped sharply, “AH!~ Ohhh, th-the nnngh, tentacle-hand, haaa~ Thingy! Put it inside meeeee~”
        The liquid reshaped the hand, and made it into a tentacle, seeking out the hole it found earlier. It made it more viscous, and pushed it deep into it. The liquid said, through vibrating its surface, not the mouth area which is busy elsewhere, “Cock tentacle fill good, yesss?” It began to move the tentacle around, causing the cock-form at the end to shift around, soon stabilizing at a steady throb lumps of viscous water being injected into the tentacle, like firm jello.
        The girl shuddered, rocking her hips forward against it. “OhGOD yes…” She whimpered, tossing her head to the side, trying to find something to grasp. “D-does this feel good to you too?”
        The liquid seemed to moan, and said “This feel good, yes… Liquid want more… you.” It began to float out over the girl’s body, covering more skin, and working its small vortexes on both nipples. It also merged its main body and arm tentacle cock so it became more like a regular cock, thrusting a stream of beaded water into her pussy.
        The girl cried out again, smiling blissfully and moaning as it worked her over, revelling in the touch of it. “Ohhhhhh~ Harderrrrr~” Her hips began to thrust fitfully against the cock, squeezing it with her insides, trembling, and her nipples were perking with sensation.
        The liquid kept floating out, enveloping more of the girls body. The legs and the thighs were surrounded by it, and it made its surface against her more viscous. It began to run the beads of water against the skin, almost massaging it all over, and increased the stream of water into the girl’s pussy. It said “Water good to you?” from nowhere specific.
        The girl groaned and gasped, writhing now, welcoming it’s erotic embrace. “HAAA~ NNNMMM YEsssss…. Ohhh~” She whimpered and smiled, biting her lip. “Don’t stooop~ Never stooop!”
        The liquid now covered most of the girl’s body from the chest and down, leaving only the arms and shoulders up uncovered. “Liquid will never stop… FuuUUUck gooOOOD!” It lifted the girl up softly on cushions of water, and slowly pulled her to the water. When it had lowered her into the pool, it said “I am… hungry.” It churned water around the nipples and clitoris now, and the water massages the girl all over, every part caressed, and her pussy was pounded by even harder lumps of viscous liquid.
        The girl was not paying attention to the creature’s words, as it worked her over expertly. All she knew was that she was being carried off in a sea of pleasure. She bucked, crying out and cumming with a loud scream. A gush of cum splashed forth around the sinewy cock-tentacle, while her body was writhing. “GAHHHHHH~!”
        The liquid felt the taste of the girl’s juices flowing into the water, but did not stop. It continued relentlessly, even intensifying its onslaught with small tendrils covering almost all of the girl’s body. The liquid now began to cover the girl’s upper arms, shoulders, and neck. As the water reached the girls chin, it stopped for a moment. The liquid was so hungry, and needed to eat. The girl would not know what happened. The liquid began covering the head, the face, and finally, a cock-like tentacle started to glide inside the girls mouth.
        The girl gurgled around the intruder’s second tentacle cock, sucking instinctively, eyes rolled back, getting fucked to death, though she hardly realizes it. Drawn to greater and greater heights of ecstasy as it drowned her slowly. She rocked and fucked against it, moaning deep inside, letting it have her in every way possible. Giving herself to it in exchange for the fuck of a lifetime.
        The liquid now pulled the girl under water, sinking down to the bottom of the lake of chemical tasting water, massaging and fucking her constantly, even as life began to leave the girl.
        The girl drowned in pleasure, having just a brief moment of panic before her mind fogged farther, the light of life growing darker and darker even as she cums for the last time, ultimate bliss before the end.
        The liquid would never stop fucking her, as she had asked it to. The girls skin started to get wrinkled from the soaking, and looked quite pale and spongy, her pussy, clitoris, and nipples most of all. Left alone it would keep the girl in its embrace for weeks, even months, but then something happened. The liquid sensed something. Voices. Two humans. “Oh my God! She is in the water! Call 911!” Somebody jumped into the water, and pulled the girl up, and the liquid reluctantly had to let go of its food. It drained itself out of the girl’s lungs, leaving no trace of itself, not even a wet spot on the skin. Even the hair was dry.
        The liquid watched as more humans stormed in, kneeling by the girl’s dead body, placing her on a stretcher, and carrying her away. “She looks like she drowned over a week ago,” one said. Another said “That’s impossible, she was seen alive last night. It must have been the chlorine…” “Maybe. Let’s get her out of here, maybe the coroner can find out more.” Silence. The liquid was lonely again, and hungry. If it stuck around, maybe it could get lucky and catch another human.