My pink toy hovers close to where the monster’s mouth should be and my breath slows enough for me to hear the sounds of obscene slurping. The pulse between my ears pounds so hard that it muffles all sound, including the meditation I’d stupidly played to attract a soul mate. I can’t tell if he’s considering my words or deciding whether or not to take a risk with my life, but when he closes the rip in the air, I collapse with relief. I tried to run, but he caught me around the waist and gagged me with one of his slippery appendages. By rejecting non-essential cookies, Reddit may still use certain cookies to ensure the proper functionality of our platform.

I’d read the horror stories, seen Alien and a whole host of other movies—I’d be damned if I got myself impregnated and then consumed from the inside out by his monstrous offspring. With all my spare time spent painting watercolors in the hope that one of them will sell, it’s near impossible to meet decent men. Before that one, the guy fumbled around so much that I ended up faking my orgasm just to make him stop. Reddit and its partners use cookies and similar technologies to provide you with a better experience. I woke up in the middle of the night to find a dark figure standing at the foot of my bed, claiming to be my soul mate.I had only used the toy this morning and forgot to clean it, but if he likes what he tastes, I know a place he can get plenty. One thing led to another, and now I have a tentacle beast in my room who knows exactly how to make me moan. The last time barely counted since he’d suffered the worst case of premature ejaculation and then tried to blame me for ‘being so hot.

There’s no way I can let a strange man, let alone a creature of unknown origin, put anything inside my body. All novels given here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge. I can already imagine what he’ll do with them—the hours of endless pleasure he’ll give every part of me that needed his touch.I tried to run, of course, but he caught me around the waist and gagged me with one of his slippery appendages. Before he can retaliate, I swing my legs out of the bed, only for a tentacle to curl around my waist like a whip. One thing led to another, and I have a tentacle monster in my bed who knows exactly how to make me scream. Heat sears across my cheeks and my mind fills with a catalog of solitary encounters with the sucking rose. By accepting all cookies, you agree to our use of cookies to deliver and maintain our services and site, improve the quality of Reddit, personalize Reddit content and advertising, and measure the effectiveness of advertising.

My entire body tingles as I writhe within his grip, and I’m sure some of his suckers are pulling at my flesh. Either he disappeared the moment the clouds covered the moon or this monster really is made of shadows. Next time you’re in the clutches of a psycho and you see someone sneaking up on him, don’t act surprised.