Serifyn
Tentacle God
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Re: Dark Ritual: Tentacle Familiar
Intermission: Celia
The Tentacle Armor fed from her constantly, it had constantly prodded her in every orifice she had underneath her neck, injecting and sucking and fucking all at once, her bodily fluids would feed the tentacle armor and the armor would feed her, she had not needed to eat in over a week, and she felt stronger and quicker than she had ever been.
The pleasure she felt was constant and enhanced by the fluids pumped into her body, her breasts and cunt constantly flowed, but the tentacle armor made sure that extra lubrication was put to good use.
At first she couldn't do anything but sit down and accept the pleasure, but she was finally becoming attuned to it, harnessing it and using it as part of her technique.
The armor would soon need someone elses energy to sustain itself and grow, her life would become a quest to rape and harvest energy for the armor, but that was the path her master had chosen for her, and one she accepted.
As she got up, the pink tentacles wrapped around her arms and legs tighter, as if she might have an idea to somehow try to remove them, she felt the wet tentacle press deeper into her pussy and press against her G-spot and momentarily she hesitated before she recovered.
Her breasts were elevated and had grown larger as well, leaving little to the imagination, she knew that she was lactating and that her milk was feeding the armor as well, the tentacles covering her breasts formed a hard shell over her chest which shined like armor in the light, the rest of the tentacles were bound so tightly that their slippery texture would deflect any blow as often as it absorbed one.
From her side she drew the sword from two tentacle loops which formed around her tentacle leggings, when she wasent wielding the weapon, the armor attacked itself to the hilt and drew any latent energy from that as well. She inspected to see how the sword grew and hoped it had evolved as the armor had as well.
The sword was as purple slimy and slick as any tentacle could be, it had veins which came from the hild and pulsated like meaty tentacle cock. when it was around women it became soft enough not to hurt them, yet still hard enough to pierce them below, against anything else it was as durable as any metal, its point could penetrate men's armor as easily as it would penetrate a woman's privates.
She Shealthed the Sword again, the armor immediately reattached to it as she did, searching for any energy she may have drained.
'Soon' she said as she pat her hip, she couldn't recall when she started treating her armor like a hungry pet, but she knew that the power it had granted her thus far was only a fraction of what she could eventually obtain, assuming she did her duty.
She started walking out of the forest she had practically crawled too when her body was wracked with pleasure.
She began to think about the nearby villages she had passed before she stopped her and how many young women she saw living in them; it was finally time to wet this sword.
Intermission: Celia
The Tentacle Armor fed from her constantly, it had constantly prodded her in every orifice she had underneath her neck, injecting and sucking and fucking all at once, her bodily fluids would feed the tentacle armor and the armor would feed her, she had not needed to eat in over a week, and she felt stronger and quicker than she had ever been.
The pleasure she felt was constant and enhanced by the fluids pumped into her body, her breasts and cunt constantly flowed, but the tentacle armor made sure that extra lubrication was put to good use.
At first she couldn't do anything but sit down and accept the pleasure, but she was finally becoming attuned to it, harnessing it and using it as part of her technique.
The armor would soon need someone elses energy to sustain itself and grow, her life would become a quest to rape and harvest energy for the armor, but that was the path her master had chosen for her, and one she accepted.
As she got up, the pink tentacles wrapped around her arms and legs tighter, as if she might have an idea to somehow try to remove them, she felt the wet tentacle press deeper into her pussy and press against her G-spot and momentarily she hesitated before she recovered.
Her breasts were elevated and had grown larger as well, leaving little to the imagination, she knew that she was lactating and that her milk was feeding the armor as well, the tentacles covering her breasts formed a hard shell over her chest which shined like armor in the light, the rest of the tentacles were bound so tightly that their slippery texture would deflect any blow as often as it absorbed one.
From her side she drew the sword from two tentacle loops which formed around her tentacle leggings, when she wasent wielding the weapon, the armor attacked itself to the hilt and drew any latent energy from that as well. She inspected to see how the sword grew and hoped it had evolved as the armor had as well.
The sword was as purple slimy and slick as any tentacle could be, it had veins which came from the hild and pulsated like meaty tentacle cock. when it was around women it became soft enough not to hurt them, yet still hard enough to pierce them below, against anything else it was as durable as any metal, its point could penetrate men's armor as easily as it would penetrate a woman's privates.
She Shealthed the Sword again, the armor immediately reattached to it as she did, searching for any energy she may have drained.
'Soon' she said as she pat her hip, she couldn't recall when she started treating her armor like a hungry pet, but she knew that the power it had granted her thus far was only a fraction of what she could eventually obtain, assuming she did her duty.
She started walking out of the forest she had practically crawled too when her body was wracked with pleasure.
She began to think about the nearby villages she had passed before she stopped her and how many young women she saw living in them; it was finally time to wet this sword.
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