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Impregnated by Tentacle Monsters 3: Tentacle Voyeur
Impregnated by Tentacle Monsters 3: Tentacle Voyeur
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In the aftermath of a meteor shower that scattered trace amounts of a mineral not found on Earth, it had mutated several animals and plants into tentacle creatures that craved to have their instinctual carnal desires satisfied by breeding with women. Today is Gina’s first day on the job as an observer in the T.M.B research facility, meaning she’ll watch as other women succumb to multitude of different tentacles never seen before and eventually learn just why observers never last while surrounded by the lustful creatures.
Warning! This standalone [4900+word] explicit story includes three titillating types of tentacles monsters impregnating, dominating, and violating helpless women who slowly fall into the ecstasy.
Excerpt:
Mary didn’t seem worried at all as she was lifted into the air. Her eyes were fixated on the different types of appendages it had to please her with. She was eager to experience them all.
A pair of tentacles emerged from the assortment with flat-heads, which parted to reveal mouths. The two moved like mad dogs, furiously tearing at her clothing, but instinctively avoiding her stomach as they ripped a clear view of her privates.
Once done they retreated and another pair took their place. These tentacles were made of soft villi that secreted a gel to slathering her flesh in. Running back and forth like brushes, the cool gel was painted onto her like a masterpiece done by an artist.
“Mmmnn…” Mary jittered, savoring the brushes caressing her body tenderly. Each stroke washed her in a wave of refreshing pleasure that melted away the tension in her body, and they paid special attention to her swollen pussy. The gel gave it a magnificent sheen as she leaked from all the stimulation, waiting for the best tentacle to impale her.
Unable to resist, my hand dropped between my legs again. Anyone would lose control watching how the brushes circled her breasts to the nipples and fluttered over them. The sheer joy in her moan made my back go straight and my toes curl. I compromised on relieving myself of all the pent up arousal the moment several knotted tentacles came out to play.
Being nodes held together by narrow sections, they looked more like anal beads. For the moment they contented themselves by rubbing against her body everywhere. But once they were lubed up enough from the gel covering her body, at least one would take the initiative. It would force them into her ass, deeper and deeper into the dark tunnel.
“Mmph,” I bit back a small moan at the thought alone. The panties I wore inside the latex suit were becoming wet as I grew more and more aroused, watching the largest knotted tentacle slowly enter her asshole. One bead, two beads, four beads, she kept taking more and more inside her until I was sure she was going to come hard once they all got pulled out.
Warning! This standalone [4900+word] explicit story includes three titillating types of tentacles monsters impregnating, dominating, and violating helpless women who slowly fall into the ecstasy.
Excerpt:
Mary didn’t seem worried at all as she was lifted into the air. Her eyes were fixated on the different types of appendages it had to please her with. She was eager to experience them all.
A pair of tentacles emerged from the assortment with flat-heads, which parted to reveal mouths. The two moved like mad dogs, furiously tearing at her clothing, but instinctively avoiding her stomach as they ripped a clear view of her privates.
Once done they retreated and another pair took their place. These tentacles were made of soft villi that secreted a gel to slathering her flesh in. Running back and forth like brushes, the cool gel was painted onto her like a masterpiece done by an artist.
“Mmmnn…” Mary jittered, savoring the brushes caressing her body tenderly. Each stroke washed her in a wave of refreshing pleasure that melted away the tension in her body, and they paid special attention to her swollen pussy. The gel gave it a magnificent sheen as she leaked from all the stimulation, waiting for the best tentacle to impale her.
Unable to resist, my hand dropped between my legs again. Anyone would lose control watching how the brushes circled her breasts to the nipples and fluttered over them. The sheer joy in her moan made my back go straight and my toes curl. I compromised on relieving myself of all the pent up arousal the moment several knotted tentacles came out to play.
Being nodes held together by narrow sections, they looked more like anal beads. For the moment they contented themselves by rubbing against her body everywhere. But once they were lubed up enough from the gel covering her body, at least one would take the initiative. It would force them into her ass, deeper and deeper into the dark tunnel.
“Mmph,” I bit back a small moan at the thought alone. The panties I wore inside the latex suit were becoming wet as I grew more and more aroused, watching the largest knotted tentacle slowly enter her asshole. One bead, two beads, four beads, she kept taking more and more inside her until I was sure she was going to come hard once they all got pulled out.
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