Rumble Tentacular Novels & Stories

The Terra Hella knights exclaimed in fright. The ground continued to quake. We began squatting on the ground to prevent from falling. "The beast must have been awakened!" another Terra Hella knight shouted. The quake stopped. We looked at one another, moments later we are leaping into any direction just to escape something that strikes us from everywhere. It has a charcoal-colored surface and looks like an octopus tentacle. "Uh," one Terra Hella knight cried out when a sharp point of the tentacle stabbed between his ribcage and penetrated his back. Blood gushed out of his body and mouth.

remember it from somewhere. The tendrils lengthened and thickened, and the ends seem to grow into bulbous, mushroom-like heads or little suction cup like objects. Some tentacles snaked out and wrapped themselves around Shamira's ankles while others wrapped around her waist or wrists. Shamira was pulled to her knees as the serpentine forms ensnared more and more of her body. One of the tendrils with the bulbous tip hovered in front of Shamira's face as if it were looking at her, then it shoved itself between her lips and down her throat.

The beast shrieked as I got close to it, my gaze fixed on the remaining tentacles it had left. I would go for those first.

She came again, screaming, milking his cock so tight he sobbed beneath her. “Fill me,” she growled. “Come inside your Mistress.” He shattered, body seizing, cock pulsing hot, thick ropes flooding her pussy, spilling out around his shaft. The tentacle in his ass throbbed, pulsing magical release that triggered another wave through both of them, runes flaring blinding gold. They collapsed, panting, sweat-slick, glowing faintly. The tentacles withdrew slowly, gentle now, coiling around them both, cradling, soothing.

Long and slick. A tentacle. It was testing me. Testing to see if I was dead or alive, prey or carrion. My eyes were wide open, staring ahead at the emptiness in front of me. Even if tears were falling, I did not dare to blink. The tentacle slid down my face, to my nostril, landing on my lips. It was waiting. Waiting for me to take a breath. A single breath. I was finished. I was starting to lose consciousness, and every fibre in my body was yelling for me to breathe.

My blade barely makes a dent in the tough hide. Four or five of the tentacles have grasped the ship now and begin to shake and twist it like it’s a child’s toy, threatening to crack the metal hull. Whether the beast is trying to pull the ship under the surface or to tear it apart, I don’t know, but one thing is clear—the ship cannot withstand much more of this. Another tentacle breaks the mainmast in two, sending rigging and spars swinging wildly back and forth.

At this moment, the tentacles were flapping, and the sharp teeth could be seen. The spiritual Qi around Caspian vibrated. Crack! The tentacles suddenly exploded in the air and flew out. But when they landed on the ground, the tentacles immediately returned to the ground. At this time, the entire city seemed to be alive. All the buildings began to twist and shake. One tentacle after another emerged from all directions. On the ground, on the wall, on the steps, and through the cracks, countless tentacles grew wildly and extended toward Caspian.

I wanted to end it all, kill every single person here. “Cena!” I shouted. Everyone fixed their attention on me as I glared back. “Present! And my oh my don’t you look delicious.” She states, leaning on one hip with no bottoms on and her breast hanging out of her blouse. I quickly launched a tentacle at her and it pierced right through her. She screamed as I broug her to me while producing more tentacles to ward off those that tried to help her. Two large crab claws formed from my shoulders and grabbed both sides of her body. I could hear her bones being crushed and her body popping and ripping as they began to pull.

an old man sang his joy away. Murai cleaned his face with his palm. He hurled the decapitated head away, and it landed on the ground, rolling over and over again. He ran down to join his brothers in gyration. They danced in excitement, swinging their hands in a dance of honor for a man due for it. When they were tired, they settled down on the ground, anticipating an explanation of what had just happened. Murai was ready to tell them. He still couldn’t believe it himself. What had just happened? Now that the adrenalin had finished pumping, he was faced with the reality of his actions.

Right after that, his chest was torn open, and a terrifying head popped out as more of the sticky purple liquid gushed out. Following that, countless tentacles broke out of Ralph's skin, swallowing everything they touched as the purple head stared at Wilbur murderously. Half of the head was Ralph's face, and the other half looked like some distorted creature. "You're going to disappear along with this place tonight, Wilbur Penn!" Just as Ralph's tentacles were about to absorb everything, Wilbur turned to run. The tentacles behind him broke a hole in the door as he rushed out. Wilbur charged forward for over a dozen meters. When he stopped, he saw that Ralph's tentacles had already pierced th