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Helena always loved the water from her childhood. She always loved brooks, streams, rivers, ponds, lakes but her favorite was always the open seas. She was invited to sing her favorite arias on the Queen Elizabeth 2 last year that had a completely exclusive classical theme for all the shows and activities. And she had an absolutely wonderful time! She loved being around so many people from various backgrounds that loved and admired the type of music that she loved. She was ever so mindful of how fortunate she was to make an astounding career based on the music she not only loved but was rewarded very handsomely to be assured. But even with all that being said she would have done the cruise gratis for her to see the Atlantic Ocean, feel the movement of the ocean liner in dance with and against the waves and the gentle caress of the winds against her face. This is was her own personal nirvana.
Helena reflected on all of this as she drove her yacht out into the Caribbean Sea. She was truly thankful that her career which allowed her to sing on the stages of the most prestigious opera houses and concert halls around the world. And how she was so blessed to afford her own villa in the Cayman Islands and to purchase her very own yacht and enjoy the sea.
Normally she would have had a captain and hostess to come along with her but she wanted to be alone to work on some music. But she also was going to enjoy some steamed crab legs and a case of some Australian beer that a friend gave her. She was going to relax, work on her tan and have a great time.
Helena wanted to get away from the local waterways which can get pretty congested. She speed off about an hour and half out into the waters so deep that she could not drop anchor if she wanted to, but she was not concerned. She had been in deep waters on her boat before but never by herself. She was confident that she would be perfectly fine because everything was calculated to the minutest detail.
Helena was always in control of her education, her music training and her career. It was that assertive and sometimes aggressive inner drive that got her to where she is today. So she made sure that when she purchased her yacht that it was equipped with the state of the arts, accommodations, media system with satellite internet access, radar, oceanographic satellite tracking and emergency homing technology. If it was on the market when she purchased her boat she had it put in. Her boat was full of fuel and just had its annual service maintenance. She was prepared for any situation.
It was a picture perfect day for Helena. There were a few clouds but no storms were in the forecast. With that in mind she got out early so that she could get the maximum amount of daylight. Everything she had under control, her dog was in the capable of her butler and staff at her villa.
By noon she had worked on her arias to her satisfaction. "Well all work and no play make Helena a dull girl? No! More like a mean nasty bitch!" she laughed to herself. "Lunchtime for the diva!" She decided to eat on deck. "I know now my trainer would yell at me if he knew what I am eating right now!" But she felt she was entitled to indulge every once and a while. She was always very ridged in every area of her life but her one weakness was food. Her physical trainer wanted her to be a size 2. But Helena always had the full figured shape of what had been the stereotypical physique of operatic divas. She was very confident with her body and had been the spokeswoman for numerous bbw and full figured businesses and organizations for years.
Helena is 5' 8'' 250 lbs, size 20 and her measurements are 50FF- 40-52. She has long curly auburn brown hair mixed with slight blonde highlights. She is extremely attractive and though she is 42 she looks at least 10 yrs younger and she attributes that to genetics, exercise and a healthy cuisine except for today. She was wearing a very colorful silk see through camisole with white tight shorts and sandal clogs with white straps. She took those off and she had on a white shell nipple bikini with a matching thong.
"Now is time for the crab fest!" She brought 2 buckets of steamed crabs seasoned with cayenne and other spices, a bucket of French fries, Coleslaw and a six pack of Australian beer. From the savage carnage of the first bucket of crabs she threw the debris overboard. Helena then went inside to watch CNN to catch up on the news before she went back on deck to work on her tan.
"Let me put the rest of those crabs away for later on," she was thinking that if she decided to spend the night at sea she would have something to eat later on. But when she got back on deck she noticed that they were gone, crabs, bucket and all! "That's strange..." There were no other boats insight and no seagulls. "I guess they must have been knocked over by a wave." As always Helena had the perfect logical conclusion for every situation. But did she?
Helena got her comfortable mat to lie down on the deck to get her tan. She set her timer because her beers had already started to make her feel a little woozy and she did not want to get sunburn. While she laid on her stomach sound asleep the mystery of the missing crabs was about to unfold.
Mark was a homeless man from Miami, FL who was recruited for a top secret experiment to transfer some of his DNA to combine with that of an octopus. But the experiment failed and the two were fused into a new creature humanoid with tentacles. The scientists all assumed that the test subject had died. And agreed that was the best thing to happen to "it". They took the evidence of their botched procedure and dumped it out at sea. Little did anyone know that this creature survived. It very rarely made contact with mankind but the very few reports by women being attacked by a tentacle creature was dismissed as hysterical panic and/or alcohol or drug influence. Local officials laughed and the stories were left with the same consideration of UFOs, big foot and the loch ness monster.
The creature came aboard her yacht looking for some more crabs. When her timer buzzed he was frightened off and dove back into the water. [Yawn] "Thank God I had that timer on...I was out like a light..." She went below deck to relief herself from drinking all that beer. She got back on deck reset the timer put on her Versace sunglasses and laid on her back to work on tanning her front and within minutes she was sleeping like a baby.
The creature returned and proceeds to look around the boat and then saw Helena. Mentally he no longer thought like a human but subconsciously the human part of him was attracted to her like the other women that he attacked but never harmed them. In time past he would have grabbed her fulfill his basic primal urges and then left. But he was captivated by her beauty and stared at her for the longest. He took one of his tentacles and began to caress her hair. He did not know why he did it but the human side that had been suppressed for years was being awakened even if only a subconscious level.
He slowly caressed her face her neck and her arms. He began to touch her legs and her waist. "O that feels so good Gerson," Helena cooed dreaming her masseur was giving her one of those sensual massages that she loved so much. He then took a tentacle and broke the front strap of her expensive designer shell bikini top to release her ostentatious voluminous massive breasts. He got excited by her beautiful tits and began massaging them with two of his tentacles. "O Gerson...you're giving me the special treatment today!" Helena sighed still deep in a most stimulating dream. He could smell the secretions oozing from her groin dampening her throng front. He slipped another tentacle into her bikini bottom to her groin area. "Gerson you are being really naughty today!" she yelled and wake up to see the creature over her. She screamed in shock which startled the creature and she ran back and fore around the deck in sheer panic. Helena who always prided herself in having complete control over very aspect of her life was in a serious dilemma in which she could not think rationally of what to do next. Then she ran below deck bolted the door and laid on her bed petrified with fear and fright she never experience in her entire life! Sweating, sobbing hysterically, and heart pounding as though her heart was going to fly out her chest cavity wondering if she had lost her mind! "This can't...be...happening...to...me...!" Then she listened and it was quiet. "Maybe it left..."she said. She slowly walked to the door to try to listen better...Then she screamed when he began puling on the door! She ran around looking for some weapon to defend herself. "No gun..no harpoon...not even a damn butter knife on board! What a hell of a time to be a pacifist now!" Then the bolts gave way and the creature came inside. Helena knew that this was the end of her life and thought of the headlines "Opera Diva Helena eaten by the hungry sea creature details at 11!" "Please don't eat me...aaaaaaaaaah!" He used one of his tentacles to grab her by the waist and threw her on the bed like a rag doll.
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