Re: Hatsumi (TentanariX)
The tentacles slowly carried Hatsumi deeper into the cave, until it turned into a small room filled with baby tentacle monsters and small slimes. It laid her gently on the ground, restraining her arms and legs with strange filaments from the living, pulsating walls. Slowly some tiny slimes crept over to her; she trembled with anticipation until they crawled slowly up her body and engulfed a breast each. She was a bit confused until the began to suck and tug at her ample chest until milk began to leak out, slowly at first, but quickly starting to pour out into the young slimes; they grew visibly as they were nourished by her. Soon enough they climbed off her and two more climbed on. She was already moaning, the stimulation to her breasts turning her on terribly; she needed to be fucked. Still, nothing seemed interested for the moment, and she served as food for the baby slimes for a number of hours before a small crowd of tentacles and slimes entered into the room. One of the tentacles adjusted the filaments that restrained her, lifting her up such that she wasn't sitting anymore, but still resting to an extent on the ground.
Hatsumi's love juices were already running down the insides of her legs, dripping down onto the ground as baby slimes continued to crawl up and down her legs, feeding greedily on her breast milk. Finally two of the larger slimes began to crawl over her, one of them covering her ass cheeks, another engulfing her head. She felt a hardened tendril of slime force its way into her still sore ass, as another prodded at her mouth; she quickly opened up and accepted it down her throat, licking at it eagerly, no longer minding the slime's foul taste. Soon thereafter a tentacle penetrated her all the way into her womb, and the slimes and tentacle monster fucked her brutally, her body swaying from the intense thrusts, her stomach bulging as the back of her womb was stretched out to accommodate the tentacle's length, the slime snaking around through her intestines and stimulating so much of her insides; she cried out happily into the slime, unable to imagine how she had ever lived without this pleasure. It took only a few minutes of being used in this way before she came for the first of many, many times. The monsters soon came inside her and continued their thrusting, not stopping to rest as they filled her every hole with their cum; she bucked her hips into the tentacle, trying to keep all of its warm, sticky seed inside her, greedily swallowing the slime. The three fucked her again and again, filling her with their cum until she was very pregnant, the filaments barely able to hold her up. Before long the slime that had been forming in her bowels leaked out and coalesced into a new little baby slime, slowly crawling up to take its place at its mother's breast. She moaned out loudly as the tentacle was birthed, the feeling intensely pleasurable, masking the feeling of vomiting up her other slime baby. As it tried to eat its way through the hard slime blocking her mouth, she licked and sucked gently at it, the disgusting taste seeming to her like heaven.
Somehow through all of this she remained conscious, and she would throughout the rest of her elongated life, unable to sleep or fall unconscious because of the slimes, though that suited her just fine. She was used in that configuration repeatedly, all day and night except for the brief breaks in which she birthed the little monster children. Perhaps the monsters knew instinctively that it was the most efficient way to breed her. Once in a blue moon she would give birth to a very special, twisted child; a tentacle monster with the tentacles and instincts of its father, the intelligence and body of its mother. These were feared far and wide, though no one ever found their source. Every so often a specialized tentacle would drop from the ceiling and enter into her mouth, pouring a sweet, nutrient-rich liquid down her throat, keeping her alive and healthy. Though the monsters fucked her brutally and without pause, she grew to love it very quickly, and she moaned out weakly as her insides were violated; her moaning perhaps the only real evidence of her humanity left. For the rest of her life her mind and body knew only the pleasure of being a breeding machine for monsters.
Bad End
~Tentacle and Slime Breeder~
The world slowly faded to black, and Hatsumi felt that weightless feeling for a few moments before finding herself back in the EGG. She was presented with a small notice and some options on the screen.
Continue Old Game
New Game
Quick Battle
Settings
Quit Game
