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--Prologue--
I'm not sure how many of you know this, but Japan is a country fraught with dangers and difficulties, especially for young girls in our teens. Naturally, there are the obvious threats such as the occasional Godzilla rampage, prehistoric giant insect infestations, and the fact that Tokyo Tower acts as a beacon to nearly all malevolent alien beasts. But only in the past several decades has my country's real national threat been discovered and documented. The greatest threat to my people, and to people like me, is the tentacle monster, or "sex beast."

It all started when a young schoolgirl happened to be on a school trip to the seaside with her class, and was walking through the shallows during low tide, hunting for seashells. She discovered a young squid that had gotten stuck inside one of the small pools just out of reach of the waves. Feeling sorry for the afflicted creature, she carefully scooped its gelatinous, wriggly body out of the water and tossed it into the surf, freeing it from its fate of certain death.

Unbeknownst to her, that had been no ordinary squid. In reality, it was a member of a court of highly-intelligent alien beings, all of which had made their homes in the ocean surrounding Japan. The small creature immediately rushed home to tell its comrades about its ordeal, excitedly describing the kindness and compassion of the human female that had rescued it. The creatures were highly interested. They had been searching for quite some time for suitable hosts to use for the gestation of their eggs. You see, although the beings had arrived on our planet in great numbers, they had arrived without females, as all of theirs had fallen ill with a strange disease and perished during the trip. But they were highly adaptive, and had the ability to adapt their reproduction to virtually any species they encountered, producing powerful, combinational offspring. That simple rescue had sealed the doom of Japanese schoolgirls everywhere.

What followed was nothing short of horrific. The creatures emerged in hordes from the sea, transforming into grotesque, tentacle-ridden masses that grew in size upon touching the open air. They spread like a plague through the islands, making their homes in dark alleys, sewers, and anywhere else they could hide. Some were even skilled enough in their transformations to make themselves appear human. Once situated, they began their unwholesome task - to find as many schoolgirls as they could within their lifetimes and impregnate them. It was a gruesome thing, and many girls lost their lives before the creatures could determine the correct level of force that was needed to subdue and mate with a human female. Those that did survive suffered horrible fates - either giving birth to demonic offspring and going mad from the experience, or not surviving at all, as many of their children were gifted with beyond-human strength and destroyed their mothers from within the womb before even being born. The children of these women often had human emotions and mentalities, but were nearly always born in the natural shape of their fathers. Instinctively, they all knew that they were part of a different race of beings, and joined their fathers and brethren in the continued preying upon the human female population.

Although it was often argued that the creatures meant us no harm and only wished to reproduce, it was an understatement to say that they were unwelcome. Many attempts to eradicate them were made by countless individuals and organizations, each with little to no success, and only dead bodies to show for it. The creatures were too strong for normal weapons to phase them, and too crafty to be trapped or manipulated. Although they could communicate with us, they refused to listen to our pleas to be left alone. And for years, it was a constant fear for every girl to appear alone on the street.

Many said this was no way to live. But after so many failed attempts, few dared to oppose the creatures, despite their insatiable appetites for pretty girls. Like them, I also thought it was hopeless, and that the only thing I could do was be careful not to fall victim to one of the creatures. My mind was changed however, the day my best friend Miki was brutally ravaged and killed by an overzealous fiend by the name of Gnozo.

Every neighborhood had at least one resident "sex beast," as we called them. Ours was Gnozo, and he had a reputation for violence. Those who did survive his attacks - and weren't too traumatized by the event to remember - were able to tell us that he had difficulty restraining himself, and exerted more force than sex beasts normally used when mating. Few human women - much less young girls of fifteen and sixteen - had the strength and flexibility to outlast him enough to survive. Miki had been petite for her age, and was never what you would call "strong." She had been shy, small, and cautious nearly all her life. None of us would have expected her to be taken, as she was always so careful. But however it happened, Gnozo got his slimy tentacles on her, and in a single night of carnal pleasure, had nearly torn her fragile body in half. We only hope that she died quickly, however little that could console her family.

On the day of her funeral, I made a vow to her headstone that her life would not have been taken in vain. I was going to find a way to kill the sex beasts. And the first on my list was Gnozo. I didn't care if I had to use my own body as bait to do it. I was going to have my revenge!