Copious amounts of tentacles (Alien Creatures)
From Create Your Own Story
As you gently massage your fun-button, your mind drifts to pleasing thoughts. Of tentacles rising up from beneath your bed, tearing off the covers to probe at your every hole. They lift you into the air, spreading your legs wide and keeping your arms splayed apart. You're forced still as tentacles tighten around wrists, thighs, ankles, and waist. They squeeze you firmly.
Another tentacle begins rubbing against your tight green pussy. It thrusts into you, slickly penetrating your tight lime folds. You murmur contently as it begins to pulsate within you.
Two tentacles approach your face. One twists into a circle that fits snugly around your neck. The other teases your pursed lips. It pushes in to greet your eager tongue as its friend tightens around your throat. But it pushes further past. It worms down your throat, bulging against the walls of your oesophagus.
The tentacle in your throat and the tentacle in your pussy begin to move. They slip back and forth, pulsating as they do. You can't help but struggle against your bonds as they use you. It feels amazing.
A fourth tentacle comes now. From below, it arises and prods gently at your puckered green asshole. It feels like a tongue, lapping at your hole, getting it nice and wet for something else. It pushes against you. You're too tight to let it in. It pushes again, harder this time. It hurts, but have no way to stop it. You pull on your bonds to no avail. Then, like a dart, it spears into you. You let out a gargled scream as it violates your tight green behind.
More tentacles come now as you're ravaged in three different holes. Two come to your chest, and beginning lapping at your nipples. Others move to your feet, under your arms, against your clit. They writhe and wriggle against you.
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Your phone goes off, derailing your fantasy and returning you to the real world. It's your alarm telling you to start the stream.
Do you...
