Tentacle Novels & Stories

You can’t help but be scared because some have watched final destination one to five and why women kill. "Did I say something wrong?" He said getting closer. "Don't touch me!" She shouted angrily, he froze out of surprise and shock. "What's wrong with you?" "You just want to use me as a sex toy, I thought this was leading to something turns out I was wrong you rich people are just the same" And with that warning she picked her pail and cleaning equipment and quickly left the room but it was not their lucky day. Mrs. Keene was standing right behind that door. They both froze.

I shivered just thinking about it. We got into the car and made our way back to the mansion. Now I can calm my body in the secret whenever my condition kicks in. And I'll have to make an order soon for a new dildo. I really miss holding that beautiful object. It's like holding a real man's cock and... Okay I'm going way too far with this. I need to control myself.

Not a growl, not a word—more like the creak of a ship’s hull deep underwater. “I think there’s been a mistake,” I said quickly, forcing a laugh. “I was looking for someone else.” Something long and sinuous unfurled from the darkness behind it. A tentacle—thick as my wrist, tapering to a point—slid across the floor, leaving a wet smear. “Oh, no.” The tentacle paused just at the edge of the chalk circle. “You can’t cross this,” I said, voice sharper. “The circle—” It moved.

she said. “And what does it look like, Price and his parasites?” “Dr. Octopus, but with a bunch of two-foot-long black smoky tentacles coming out from the back of his neck instead of his waist.” I loved that she would quote a literature classic and a Marvel comic just as easily. “And his friend didn’t look any better. They’re a dreadful sight to behold.” I recalled his sudden migraine and Amy confirmed that was the parasites, causing him health issues to feed on his pain and on his dependency on meds.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

To blend old flesh with new. I lay spread open on a smooth rock altar. “You want to breed me?” We want willing mates. Partners. Not just for seed, but for life. Join us. The tentacles bound me gently this time. They teased me for a long time, bringing me to the edge again and again without letting me cum. I begged shamelessly. “Please… I need it. Fuck me. Fill me. Make me yours!” The largest tentacle—thicker than my arm—pushed into my pussy. It stretched me to my limit, pulsing and writhing inside. Smaller ones filled my ass and mouth. Suction cups covered my body, stimulating every erogenous zone at once.

“Going to fill every hole, touch every inch, make you come until you’re sobbing my name.” The tentacle at my entrance pushed inside—thick, ridged, moving with muscular control that no human cock could match. My back arched as it filled me, stretching me impossibly, the suckers along its length creating friction against my inner walls that made my vision blur. “Too much,” I whimpered.

In that instant, his pupils shrank to pinpricks. Less than a hundred meters above the motorhome, a massive, swollen, dark-red mass of flesh floated silently in the air. It looked like some rotting, oversized heart, its surface studded with countless eyeballs of every size — cloudy, unfocused, some of them leaking a yellow-green pus. Beneath the mass hung thousands upon thousands of thin, slick tentacles, swaying gently in the mist like weeping willow branches. At the end of every tentacle, something was wrapped tight — severed limbs, some belonging to monsters, others looking suspiciously like scraps of a vehicle.

She thought they would be cold when they touched her, but the tip of each one had a sensor pad that felt like silk against her skin. Two tentacles moved up each leg, starting at her ankles. The light touch started as a tickle, but as they moved past her knees and up her thighs, it became an erotic sensation. Each sensory pad was using a light pulse of electricity, and that only intensified her arousal. She had to bite her lip to keep from moving as the tentacles slipped under her skirt and approached her crotch. She wasn't sure how intense this getting-to-know-you was going to be, and just as the tentacl

His bones within him suddenly started quavering. This had always been his terror, his fear! It was the face that tortured his mind in for seven years! It was 'the vampire’ himself! His head was bald and the fair skin upon it tattooed with a 3D image of a viper with a tail which ran with branches straight into his eyes . His eyes were red. One could visibly see red clumps of blood in it , and red arteries forming a chain from his faint blue Iris to the extremes of his eyes. His lashes were full and scattered. Dark as black.