SUPERNATURAL | TWISTED TALE | TENTACLES
Tentacles
I was designated as a “carrier”…
I stepped into the small pub. As soon as I did, everybody turned around and stared at me. I must have looked quite out of place. Everything reeked of fish and stale beer.
“Can we help you, miss?” an old man crackled, stroking his dirty white beard.
It was a small fishing village off the coast. It wasn’t even on the map. All I had was crude directions.
“I’m looking for ‘The Fisherman’…” I said.
The entire pub went quiet. Even the music stopped.
“Now what do you want with him?” an old woman asked, hobbling towards me on a cane. “You do know what goes on there?”
“I’ve been designated as a ‘carrier’,” I responded confidently.
“Poor girl,” the woman said, shaking her head and hobbling back to her rickety wooden table.
“Let me see that map,” the bartender said, taking the crumpled paper from my grasp.
He grabbed a pen.
“This is where we are. Follow this path to the fisherman’s cabin. It’s not far from here. But, miss, I must warn you, there is no turning back,” he said, handing the map back to me.
“I know. I’ve been chosen,” I smiled.
I left the pub amidst hushed whispers and glances. I knew what had to be done. I followed the uneven stone path to a run-down cabin. Even though it was dark, I managed to find my way quite easily.
I knocked.
A moment later, an old man opened the door.
“We’ve been waiting,” he grumbled, leading me inside.
His place smelled like fish and seawater. The room was lit only by his rusty lamp.
“Do you know how it happens?” he asked.
“No,” I responded. “I only know something happens… and then afterwards…”
He nodded his head.
“Very well,” he said. “Please take off all your clothes. I’ll lead you to the room.”
“In front of you?” I asked, feeling a little embarrassed.
“Up to you,” he said. “Put the clothes on the chair. You’ll need it later.”
He didn’t take his eyes off me.
I slipped out of my blouse and trousers, tossing them onto the chair. The man kept ogling me as I unclipped my bra and dropped my panties to my feet. I tried to cover my voluptuous chest and smooth, shaven pussy.
I could see a smile forming on his face. He licked his cracked lips and held the lamp up to get a better view of my body.
“Follow me,” he said, adjusting his dirty trousers.
I followed him into a large, dark room. It had a mattress on the floor. And a dark, black hole to the side. I could hear the water lapping inside the opening.
“What is that?” I asked.
“I’ll leave you now,” he said, ignoring my question.
The man shut the door, draping the room in complete darkness. I heard a raspy grinding as he bolted it.
I sat down on the mattress, my bare ass sinking into the cold, spongy material.
I heard gurgling. The sound of the water became louder. I could feel cool water touching my feet.
“What the hell,” I whispered, lifting my feet onto the mattress.
“Ah!” I cried out as two fleshy limbs grabbed my wrists.
I felt more slick tentacles wrapping around my ankles. The smell of salt water filled the dark room. I tugged, but the creature was unimaginably strong.
It jerked my hands and feet, twisting me around, pulling me flat onto my stomach. The creature pulled my legs apart. I could smell the damp rotting mattress. Taste it.
Is this really how it happened?
“Fuck!” I exclaimed, feeling something cold and slimy between my legs.
The tentacle quickly grew warmer, and I could feel it prodding my swollen pussy lips. I tried to move, but I was pinned down, hands and feet pulled into four corners.
“Oh fuck, fuck!” I screamed, feeling the oily tentacle trying to squeeze into my tight cunt.
I wriggled, unable to move from its vice-like grip.
I felt the tentacle sliding deep into my pussy. I gasped, clenching my teeth as it pulled out and entered me again. The creature started penetrating me hard and fast, sliding into me as deep as it could, the tip bruising my cervix with every thrust. Stretching my tight, virgin hole.
I moaned and whimpered as it pounded me hard and deep.
“What the… fuck!” I screamed, feeling another tentacle sliding between my ass cheeks.
A moment later, I could feel it entering my ass. I tried to pull my arms and legs to no avail.
“What the fuck!” I shouted again.
Another moment later, a tentacle slid right into my mouth. I gagged and choked, feeling the warm appendage pumping in and out of my mouth.
I tried to moan out loud as it fucked my ass and pussy equally hard, ploughing me hard and deep. Over and over. Pinning me down as it ravaged every hole.
It lifted me into the air, pillaging my holes while keeping me elevated. Two more swollen tentacles slid between my tits, coiling around them as they squeezed both tightly. I clenched my teeth in painful arousal.
The next moment I felt a spasm between my legs. I cried out loudly, muffled by the tentacle fucking my mouth. Sharp stabs of pleasure tore through my body as I climaxed.
The next moment I felt the tentacles throbbing and pulsating inside me. I felt a sudden warm sensation as the one inside my pussy exploded, filling me with something hot. At the same time, the one fucking my ass became more vigorous as it erupted too, filling my asshole with its goo.
Finally, the tentacle inside my mouth pulsated until it shot a load of warm liquid down my throat. I choked and gagged but all three tentacles continued fucking me viciously.
A moment later, everything went black.
I awoke a few days later. I was still inside the old man’s cabin. I sat up in the small bed. My body felt stiff and sore. The fisherman had placed a bowl of cereal on my side table. My clothes were draped over a chair. I could hear the waves crashing outside. I noticed the smell of the salty air, seagulls crying in the distance.
I could already feel life starting inside me. I pulled the blanket off and stared down between my swollen tits with a smile.
Watching my stomach grow larger in front of my eyes.
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