Tentacle 소설 & 이야기

I sighed and bear with the howling that was constantly sending shivers in my spine, the howling was from the deepest part of the abyss and whatever it is that's producing it, I hope not to encounter such being. The barrier shrunk to the previous 10 meters to 5 meters now and that's with Eclaireuse in full throttle, thankfully I haven't used any marbles just yet. We had just arrived inside the lower level of the middle level of the abyss. I had finally seen the body of the tentacle that once grabbed at me trying to pull me down when I tried exploring the miasma without any artifacts. It was an octopus-like creature with a single large eye close to that of a fro

I said shaking my head sideways and looking around the class to see all the people still looking at me. "Then why that cute little pout on your face?" he asked booping my nose with his index finger and I noticed a small tattoo on his ring finger on the inside that is lying in between his ring and middle finger. I pulled his hand towards mine and tried seeing his tattoo. But he winced when I pulled his fingers. "Sorry, I was just curious to see your tattoo" I said giving him a sorry look. He just giggled and gave me his hand. There was a beautiful iris resting on his finger. The flower looks soo very beautiful and it looks elegant. "That looks soo very beautiful" I said gasping in awe.

Tilla could only describe the monster as having very many tentacles and even more teeth as she did her upmost to avoid all of them. Climbing multiple steps of the narrow staircase at a time, Tilla could feel the dank currents of air that were stirred up by the broad tentacles that crashed down behind her and the gnashing of teeth down within the crevice below her as she hastily clambered over each step. Not looking back as the grotesque squelch of the tendrils that attempted to ensnare her as they dropped down onto the stair behind her, Tilla was relieved to observe that her frantic progress brought her to the outline of a doorw

A crimson beam suddenly shot up into the sky, casting a red glow over the hundred-meter-high monument. Following this, several more huge tentacles emerged from Lenny. Each tentacle was thicker and longer than the last, one of them stabbing straight toward the monument. The surface of these tentacles was covered with incredibly tough scales, and they pierced through the monument made of concrete, sending debris flying everywhere. Already in chaos, the people were further frightened by this sight and began screaming hysterically.

The tentacles only tighten to a bruising pressure as Murry struggled. Swiping the white ooze off the wall, Keltrix began to make soapy suds and slick them all over Murry's body. The damn tentacles went everywhere. Murry's cheeks began to heat up when they slid between his legs to glide against his balls and over his cock. Kel caressed between Murry's ass cheeks and up his back.

The air had long since left my lungs, but my horrified expression answered its question sufficiently. I could do nothing but stare at what I thought was the angel of death itself. My body wouldn't move, despite my internal screaming at it to do so. The creature, who was barely my height, reached a boney hand out to grasp my neck. Paralyzed by terror, I stood there helplessly as it wrapped its long fingers around my neck. It met my stare with its own pitch-black beady eyes and leaned in close until I could feel it's cold breath on my face.

The creature floated there, waiting. I took in a shaky breath, watching those tentacles swaying back and forth, so fluid and graceful— “Ryan!” Matt had a deathtrap on my upper arm. I shook my head and stepped back. I tossed the rest of the food into the tub. The creature went into a frenzy, grabbing at things with its tentacles—with I noted had some sort of hooked prongs on their underside—then tossing them away to latch onto something else. It stopped with the hot dogs, devouring them savagely, almost gleefully. Matt pulled me into the hall and closed the door.

Z A R A The first wet brush of Alejandro's tongue against my clit felt so good it was almost overwhelming, my body jolting at the sensation. It made me gasp, his firm touch keeping me still for him to repeat the motion. Already, I was shaking. It wasn't like anything I felt before, this was something I can feel at the core of myself, spreading the ecstasy throughout my body. The patterns of Alejandro's tongue traced across my heated flesh are satisfying in a way I'd never felt, full bloom of sensation and heat.

At first, I'm confused as to what it is she is talking about, but it doesn't take me long to spot a large tentacle sticking out of the water, making its way towards where we stand with too much force. "Move!" Diving forward, I grab ahold of Fallon, knocking both of us out of the way in time for the tentacle to crash against the water and disappear. "That was close," I hiss as a wall of water slams into us, knocking us onto the shore. "Fuck." "Fineon," Fallon gasps, her eyes growing wide. Bracing myself, I slowly turn and watch the middle of the lake begin to bubble as a large creature with the head of a squid and the body of a s

Gildeon’s breath caught in his throat as he leaped back, the tips of the tentacles chomping just inches from his face. He slashed fast with his sword, slicing through the tentacles before they could close in. The severed parts thudded to the ground. A piercing screech tore through the air. The sound was so sharp that Gildeon’s ears rang, and he clamped his hands over them, wincing. A massive brown blob with glowing yellow eyes leaped from the cliff. Its four other thick tentacles slammed into the ground with a wet smack, shaking the earth beneath him. The beast’s short legs wobbled under its rippl