Re: Tentacle Lair Escape: Fresh Meat
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You close your eyes exhausted, wrapping the egg in your arms on your chest, though it is a bit uncomfortable with your legs spread so far apart with the tentacles at your ankles, you are tired enough that sleep comes quickly.
You dream about the egg of course how white and shiny it is, in sleep you dream of being with it forever and having no other desire, you feel intense pleasure though the entire dream, of the intense pleasure in all of your orifices are once, just when you feel as though you were going to burst from all of the pleasure, you awaken and feel much warmer now.
You open your eyes to a stinging feeling on your right eye, you bring your hand to it only to find a sloppy handful of warm cum splash against your face, your body feels heavier now, and you realize as you look down with your clean eye that you have come all over your body, you also notice that you appear to be in a different area, and more tentacles are wrapped around you now, two around your ankles, two around your thighs, one around your neck (though loosely) and one around your right wrist.
you try to move but find it impossible, the combined strength of the tentacles is too much.
You flick clean your one free hand and use it to search for the egg in a panic, thankfully you find it above your head no worse for wear, though you are panicking now, you are at a lessened b degree in the presence of the egg.
You begin to wipe your body free of any excess cum, it is all over your breasts, your arms, your thighs and especially underneath you, like a warm pool of thick plaster, it cakes against your ass. The cum ran down your chin and neck drenching the back of your head with it and gluing chunks of it together.
You must have been raped several times since you slept, and were passed around while they did it, there was no way they moved you this far away from the phallic tower without taking the egg with them, you couldn't have carried it.
you stare into the sky, it is clear now with blue clouds overhead, the humidity of this place remains and the air is still wet with cum, sweat and other bodily juices. you try to ponder how to escape this situation, are you now at their mercy? Has your freedom run it's course?
A tentacle suddenly sprouts from the ground on your right side, just next to where your liver would be underneath your pale, cum-soaked skin, the tentacles rises up into the air and descends upon you quickly, looping around your right thigh and thrusting into your asshole, the violation is less painful than you would imagine, the between your ass cum acting as a lubricant in addition to the already existing tentacle lubrication.
waves of pleasure and pressure radiate from down there and you can't understand why this anal sex feels so good, but you finally decide it is a symptom of the mind control the tentacles have, your body is pushed up with every thrust and your breasts jiggle rhythmically , you soon find yourself with your tongue out, moaning quietly as it plows you restlessly.
The tentacle ejaculates and the warm feeling below is immediately warmer, the goo splashes out of you and squishes against your painted thighs, the head of the tentacle removes itself and a wash of semen comes pouring out, the warmest of it riding the river up along your body.
The tentacle sits dripping above your crotch for a short while as if to say 'thanks for the meal', afterwards it lowers itself to the ground and loops around your belly, adding yet another living chain.
You reach for the egg, it is cum covered itself now, the sunlight gleams off it's side now showing a spectacular beauty. which seems to renew your fascination with it.
Why did the tentacles leave your arms open? it could not have been a mistake......they want you to accept your fate...to request the egg....to want it inside of you.
......but how do you know this?
Your mind is blur, all you feel is warmth, pleasure and even love, all radiating from the egg. it must be a trick, but you are too weak to resist. what hope does a girl have against a legion of tentacle rapists?
you want it. you need it.
Tears start running down your face.....what is happening to you?
Another tentacle sprouts from the ground, this time just next to your head, it rises high into the air as if to consider you, the sun behind it makes it difficult to see, the tentacle comes down and you soon find it in your mouth.
with tears streaming down your face, you close your eyes, i can't win.....i can't.....theres no point fighting it.
What do you do?
A. Submit.......you cannot win, you are a human surrounded by tentacles, accept their will, you are their puppet, the egg must have a host.
B. No! you must fight through it...somehow....something will save you...something has to save you............right?