Rumble Tentacular Novels & Stories

It kept those tentacles from entering me even though he had my ankles. Even so, the tentacles were not giving up. They coiled around my waist, lifting me into the air and sliding within my collar, sleeves, and the hem of my clothes. They were rubbing and slithering wildly over my chest as if they were searching for something, and eventually found their target. They started to rub my nipples repeatedly, and were using all the strength they had to do so.

He placed his sword in her hand before turning to leave. She watched Kaleb creep down the stairs slowly, she was holding her breath. She could hear the tentacle to the right of her slithering over the rail. As it moved its suction cups made small popping noises as it detached itself from the ship. She looked at it, it's dark purple in color tentacles unwrapping from the rail slowly as if searching for something. She could see the large suction hooks that layered the tentacle. It began to change slightly in color turning a deep brown as if it was trying to match the ship. She watched as it began slithering towards her. She moved to the furthest point of the wheel, trying to be as quiet as pos

“Would you like to try your luck at the wheel? If you are lucky, there are innumerable rewards to be earned. “Sure, I'm quite interested, but let my friend come-" before I could finish the sentence, my eyes fell on a massive grey marquee located at the far end of the row of stalls. It towered above stalls, reaching almost the radius of the Ferris wheel, and portrayed some sort of eeriness. ‘THE TENT OF WONDERS’ was embossed on the entrance in scarlet. “Miss,” the stall guy piped up, as he followed my eyes towards that uncanny tent. “I wouldn't for the life of me dare to be within a five hundred feet radius of that tent if I were you,”

"Hi Boss. I'm assuming he asked you to receive on loudspeaker. Good call buddy. Now you can hear me" That buddy sent fear in her spine but she couldn't say anything. Her tongue went numb as though someone had just dropped a ball of ice in her mouth freezing all her buccal cavity muscles. "I'm not your friend, what the Fuck do you want?" Then his response relaxed her muscles a bit. So, they were not friends, what was Tom trying to do? Ooh, stalling, buying time to save her she presumed and then she remembered a few self-defense tactics she could use to free herself and just run in one particular direction like a mad bull.

Coughing, I manage to roll out of the way as another tentacle comes down, attempting to crush me, but when a second comes, I’m not so lucky. Pain shoots through me as the second one hits its mark while I lift my hands in an attempt to keep it from turning me into a pancake. "Go... to... hell…," I growl, trying to push the tentacle off of me. "YOU FUCKING FREAK OF NATURE!" Managing to make enough room, I begin to wriggle from beneath the tentacle, but am stopped as multiple spikes suddenly erupt from it, sending waves of agonizing pain through me while what feels like fire begins to rush through my veins.

Coughing, I manage to roll out of the way as another tentacle comes down, attempting to crush me, but when a second comes, I’m not so lucky. Pain shoots through me as the second one hits its mark while I lift my hands in an attempt to keep it from turning me into a pancake. "Go... to... hell…," I growl, trying to push the tentacle off of me. "YOU FUCKING FREAK OF NATURE!" Managing to make enough room, I begin to wriggle from beneath the tentacle, but am stopped as multiple spikes suddenly erupt from it, sending waves of agonizing pain through me while what feels like fire begins to rush through my veins.

A thick tentacle immediately replaces his cock, stretching me open, keeping me ready. Another tentacle longer, smoother, bulbous at the tip slides up my thigh, glowing brighter with every inch. “First one,” he murmurs, voice in my mind and my ears. “Breathe for me.” The tip presses against my entrance, then pushes. It’s huge, bigger than an egg should be, smooth and warm and glowing electric blue. I scream as it stretches me open, sliding past my lips, filling my cunt inch by impossible inch. “Fuck—Nerites—too big—”

The creature let out a sound that resonated through her bones—a grinding rumble, like pebbles rolling against glass. She saw Jeric freeze. The slick slap of his webbed feet halted, his tentacles curling inward. He lowered his center, head tilting as though to assess this new threat. Then he gave a low, burbling growl, air bubbling in his throat like something speaking through water. The mantis moved first. With a flash, one forelimb snapped forward, the motion so fast the air cracked like a whip. The claw didn’t just strike. It collapsed a bubble of pressure with a sharp pop, sending a shockwave rippling through the air.

Everything else writhed: serrated tentacles lined with reversed barbs, wings that were wings only as jokes about wings—leathery, bent, folded in ways joints shouldn’t go, thrumming in the water like a heart with too many beats. The thing growled and the growl didn’t move through air; it vibrated her. Her ribs sang with it. Her teeth hurt. Jasmine’s brain went very calm for a sliver of a second and pulled a single thought from a deck of bad ones: Not funny, Nathan.

said Virando with his quite relaxed fashion. General Randy Noah Ximas emitted his red orpiment power again. The red orpiment turned to quite lots and lots of tentacles from his body. He was seen like a giant octopus right now, with his tentacles whirling here and there so swiftly and capably. Virando had to jump here and there, had to hop leftwards and rightwards, and even had to fling himself forwards and backwards, in order to avoid all those swift as well as hazardous tentacles.