A Slimy Visitor From Another Realm

Emma had thrown open the windows to her small bedroom in a vain attempt to ward off the oppressive heat of the sweltering summer evening. Her blankets were thrown off haphazardly in a pile forgotten at the foot of the bed.  She wasn't wearing much, in her effort to beat the heat she wore only a simple white tank top and a pair of plain cotton panties as she slept. Her long brown hair splayed out in a halo around her head, and sweat beaded on the surface of her smooth tan skin.

However, even as she dreamt, Emma became aware of... something.  She stirred and the hair on her arms stood on end sending prickles through her body. A power seemed to fill the room, building an electric intensity before diffusing with a small pop. Hidden in the shadowy corners of the room, a small tear had opened in the very fabric of reality, and a single, squirming, oozing tentacle was pressing its way into her bedroom. The tendril was small, not more than a half inch in diameter with a dark blue body that appeared to shimmer slightly in the pale moonlight, like a sheen of oil on the surface of a lake.  After pausing for a heartbeat to get its bearings the alien appendage began to slither towards Emma as she slept.  The creeping tendril moved with an unexpected grace, it quickly wound its way up the leg of the bed and tentatively wrapped around Emma's ankle.

Now that the beast was up close the foreign creature could get a good look at the young woman slumbering quietly.  She was beautiful.  Her body was young and firm, with tight curves and perky breasts.  Her nipples poked through the fabric of her white cotton top and her pouty lips were slightly parted as she slept.  Once more power built in the room as dozens of other portals opened. Each one a jagged gash like wounds in reality.  A creeping mass of writhing bodies spilled out of the arcane gateways before surging from the shadows.  The dozens of waving tendrils stretched their long serpentine bodies as they moved almost as if they were being drawn towards Emma as she slept.

By the time Emma finally jerked awake it was already far too late to escape.  Her foggy brain struggled to parse what was happening to her as powerful, slimy cords of muscle bound her wrists and ankles.  She instinctively tried to pull her limbs out of the grasp of the writhing tentacles but they were powerful and surprisingly heavy.  The living ropes held her fast, binding her in place at her wrists and ankles, forcing her to lie there spread eagle as the alien tendrils wriggled up her limbs towards her core.  Hazy confusion gave way to terror and a frantic scream burst from her lips, but there was no one around to hear her.  The oozing tendrils moved far more deliberately now that escape was impossible. They snaked their way up her limbs with a slow inevitability. The writhing mass was surprisingly cool as it enveloped her, undulating like a twisted heartbeat squirming higher with each pulse of their slimy bodies.  Emma shouted and struggled but she was powerless to do anything but watch as the snakelike bodies wormed their way up her body. At first the tendrils only had her by her wrists and ankles, but like a rising tide they climbed to her thighs and biceps.  Next they began to wrap around her torso, worming under her shirt and panties as they sought out her warm and tender flesh. Then they began wrapping around her neck before finally one of the tentacles pressed between her lips, forcing its way into her mouth.

Emma was powerless, completely ensnared as the powerful alien appendage pried open her jaw and slipped down her throat.  The tentacle was coated in a thick slime that tasted sickly sweet. She coughed and sputtered, struggling for air as her body tried to force out the serpentine body as it squirmed down her throat. Soon, she felt the thick member stiffen and begin to twitch as the beast spurted a strange, viscous fluid straight into her belly.  The alien appendage deflated as it deposited its potent concoction inside her and retreated. Emma spluttered and coughed and let out a choking sob as she wondered what had been forced down her throat.

At first nothing happened,  Emma struggled pitifully in the alien's clutches, but she didn't notice any effects from the ooze she'd been force fed.  Then a wave of warmth radiated out from her core and Emma's muscles relaxed. She began to breathe normally again and her fear was replaced with a disconnected sense of euphoria. Her brain clouded and keeping track of her thoughts felt like trying to catch falling water with only her bare hands, things just kept slipping through her fingers. In the back of her mind she still felt a vague sense of wrongness, but soon even that drained away, drowned out by a fuzz of pleasure.

Emma felt a spark of arousal ignite in her core.  It awoke something inside of her, a craving, a deep sense of need that had always been hidden just beneath the surface, waiting for the right catalyst to erupt to the forefront of her consciousness. Even through the muddled fog of her brain, addled by the strange pheromones of the monster, Emma realized that she'd always wanted this. Her whole life she'd harbored a secret desire. She'd kept this dark and shameful urge hidden, and though she'd tried desperately to suppress her cravings, now they blossomed in the clutches of this eldritch creature.

Emma moaned and bucked her hips. Now that her inhibitions had been lowered by whatever foreign concoction the tentacle beast had fed her, she actively sought out more slimy tendrils craving the kind of intimacy she had previously not even dared to consider. The alien monster who held her in its slick and powerful appendages seemed to recognize her request and Emma let out a gasp of pleasure as she felt the gooey head of one of the larger tentacles poking at the entrance of her tight pussy.

Emma only now realized that she was dripping wet, her body had been preparing for this even before she'd fully come awake and it was easy for the powerful tentacle to wriggle its muscular body inside of her. Emma let out a loud moan of pleasure as the alien member filled her body. The writhing tendril wriggled and wormed its way deep inside of her pussy.

Electric shocks of pleasure raced up Emma's spine and a second tentacle lined itself up with her ass. The slimy tendril had no trouble worming its way inside. The slimy body easily slid inside her tight hole and stretched her out. Emma moaned again as another wave of ecstasy crashed into her, the sense of fullness overwhelming her.  Emma began to lose herself completely. She gave in to the writhing undulating mass of bodies that wrapped around her and probed her body.

The tendril that had wormed its way inside her ass kept going, pressing deeper inside her, sending a jolt of pleasure each time the undulating body pulsed. At the same time the appendage filling her pussy squirmed and writhed pressing against her cervix, poking and prying until it managed to slip through and snake into her womb.  Emma was completely and utterly filled. She had woken up ensnared in the creeping tendrils of a tentacle monster and she'd given herself over to the beast. The wave of mind melting pleasure that had been building inside of her broke, crashing into a cataclysmic orgasm.  Her whole body tensed as every fiber of her being erupted with pleasure. Emma's hips gyrated and her core pulsed, she opened her mouth to let out a moan, but she'd lost her breath and couldn't make a sound. She lost track of time as the entirety of her being was consumed by the bonfire of her orgasm.

Emma gasped for breath as her orgasm began to subside, but before she could recover her bearings the pair of tentacles filling her ass and her womb stiffened. An undulating pulse shuddered up from the shadows quickly rolling up the length of the tendrils. The members inside her grew and she felt her body stretch to accommodate. She let out a gasp of pain and pleasure as the twin bulges pressed inside her. With a rush she realized that the beast was orgasming and moments later, the tentacles embedded deep within her body erupted. Rope after rope of cum burst out of the heads of the alien appendages and flooded her body, injecting their potent seed deep inside her body.  A second bulge quickly followed the first, then more came, Emma lost count as more and more cum was pumped into her body.  Soon her holes were full to bursting.  A second orgasm hit as her body swelled, desperately trying to accommodate all the jizz being deposited inside her.

As the white hot flash of her orgasm built to a crescendo, the writhing, undulating mass of dark and slimy bodies wrapped around her body all froze at the same time as an orgasm hit every remaining appendage simultaneously. There were dozens of them.  Jets of hot cum erupted from the heads of each tendril coating her with a thick glaze of alien cum.  Her face, her tits, her belly and more were soon coated in hot creamy cum.

Finally, as the last shocks of her orgasm subsided and the last drops of cum spurted out from the twitching mass of tentacles, Emma let out a sigh of pleasure and contentment and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

*****

The next day, when Emma woke up, she didn't have a drop of cum on her, her holes were not sore and her clothes were unstained.  The only clue as to what had happened the night before was the vivid memory branded into her mind, the warmth of arousal re-igniting in her core, and the faint taste of something sickly sweet in her mouth.  Somewhere else, in a dimension just beyond the edges of our own, a tentacle monster undulated happily, and planned its next incursion into our realm.