Short Story 09

Author's Note: This is part of a series of short stories. They are written very quickly and are not edited. They are also VERY weird and are not for everyone. You have been warned.

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Linda screamed and tugged hard on the limb around her arm. She balled her other hand up into a fist and slammed it down on the appendage, but it did nothing. If anything, whatever possessed this disgusting thing simply grew annoyed at her assault. Another limb lashed out to coil around her free arm, yanking it away. Linda struck out with her legs, hoping to find purchase on the icy ground.

But of course, there was no chance of that. Whatever it was that was attacking her quickly seized the rest of her limbs, pulling them taut as another wrapped around her waist and raised her in the air.

"Fuck, let me go!" Linda screamed, her muscles straining as she struggled in vain. The... whatever it was, didn't heed her words, choosing instead to reach out with even more strong tendrils. She eyed them carefully, following their every movement like she was watching a cobra, "Please, just le..." She began but was immediately cut off as a tentacle launched itself into her open mouth.

The others made their move as well. Dozens of new limbs seemed to appear from nowhere and began to tear at her clothes, turning them into nothing but shreds of cloth. Linda shuddered as the chilly, night air touched her bare skin. Before the cold could seep to her bones, the creature went into action. Its many tendrils reached out and coiled around her, covering her arms and legs to keep them spread apart. Two limbs split off to wrap around her supple breasts.

Linda wasn't necessarily curvy, though her figure was well-shaped. Her C cup breasts, narrow waist and proportionately sized hips all worked well together, even if Linda possessed a decidedly wrong appendage on her otherwise enticingly feminine body. All of which, the monster now had full leeway to explore. Through the tentacle plugging her mouth, Linda groaned pleadingly despite knowing the futility in doing so.

With her body restrained and spread eagled, the monster made its true intentions known. Across the myriad of limbs, pores opened up to secrete a dense fluid. Linda felt it clearly as a disgusted shudder ran down her spine, yet she couldn't help but notice it as a warmth flared deep within her. Oh no, she thought in realisation as the tentacles began to massage her body all over, working the fluid into her soft flesh. The aphrodisiac quickly went to work lighting up her nervous system.

Stop it, Linda tried to implore but the words were inaudible around the tendril. Despite her attempted plea, her body began to betray her. Atop her breasts her nipples hardened into twin bullet like nubs, and between her shapely thighs Linda felt her unsuited endowment growing larger. A new tentacle encircled the solidifying appendage, earning a reluctant moan from the captive human.

With its aphrodisiac secreting from every pore, the creature was ready to enact the second phase. Another pair of tentacles emerged from the shadows. These were visibly different than the others, each sporting an odd saucer shaped tip with a single needle like point in the centre. Linda spotted them as they approached, her eyes following them as she had before. What on earth are those for? She thought.

Linda immediately received her answer. The unique tentacles lashed out towards her breasts, their brethren retreating as the needles penetrated her nipples directly. Linda cried out around the limb. Pain zeroed in on her mind, made all the worse by the aphrodisiacs heightening her sense of touch. She stared balefully down at the tendrils as what looked like orbs travelled rapidly down their lengths. Her eyes went wide in abhorrent curiosity.

The orbs reached her engulfed tits revealing them to be balls of fluid. Each tentacle pumped into her breasts to fill them with what felt like a large cups worth of... whatever it was forcing into her. Linda tried to shy away, but the limbs coiled about her torso kept her perfectly still. Seconds after the first balls were released into Linda's breasts, she felt an overwhelming burn come over her like she was being set alight from the inside. And yet she couldn't help but moan at the unknown sensation.

The creature quickly ceased to fill her tits, but the damage was done. Linda's gaze lolled down to gaze upon the twin valleys that had become her breasts. Each of her formerly hand filling orbs were now on par with her head, perhaps even larger than that. And her nipples, she noticed with wide eyes had swollen to at least three inches long and even thicker around. Her areolae had spread and darkened noticeably, resembling a woman late into her pregnancy.

Before Linda could begin to decipher why this creature wanted her to resemble an impossibly proportioned porn star, the tentacle monstrosity silenced her thoughts as she felt something thin, hot and long suddenly thrust down her urethra. Linda tried to scream around the tentacle gagging her, yet only succeeded in giving a meek groan of discomfort. Just what had this thing done to her? No, she realised as she felt the tendril worming its way down her cock, the better question is; what else was it going to do to her?

Linda jerked as she felt a stabbing pain in both of her testicles. She had no way of recognising the sensations as they bombarded her. They almost felt like something was piercing her balls, but it also felt like they were being enveloped in something, and then she could even feel something continuing deeper into her body until it eventually found her prostate. Fuck, she thought and attempted to get away. She had always been weak to prostate stimulation, a single touch almost always guaranteeing her orgasm.

Her actions were completely useless however. The creature's many limbs held strong, like steel rods coated in flesh and made malleable. No, no, no, Linda chanted in her mind as she dreaded what was to come. The tentacle inside of her had split into three, two occupying her sack as the third made its way into her. It soon found her prostate, the organ several sizes larger than most men's and equally as sensitive. The creature contemplated the discovery for a second, before choosing to poke at it.

Linda let out a pleasured moan despite her best efforts not to. Her cock throbbed visibly and her nipples filled with even more blood and desire. The monster evidently found this amusing, as it poked at her organ yet again to bring another, more powerful reaction. Again and again, the thin limb jabbed at her prostate and each time it made her that much more eager to cum. The creature evidently missed the signs as its appendage pressed against her one last time.

The captive futa threw her head back and found her voice as she screamed in defiant bliss. Linda felt it as her cum boiled within her sack but found no exit, plugged completely by the offending tentacle. Pain flared in her scrotum, yet it was overshadowed as pleasure exploded throughout her body like a supernova. To Linda's surprise however, she did eventually find release despite her dick's state, as milk sprayed from her tits in a thick, creamy fountain. Two tentacles immediately latched onto her oversized nipples to stem the tide.

Her orgasm eventually subsided. Linda's head rolled forward as her strength failed her, while her eyes zeroed in on her crotch between the valley of her milk laden breasts. A tentacle no thicker than a pencil speared her urethra, even so Linda could feel it distinctly as it squirmed inside of her. Her balls had swollen visibly to resemble a grapefruit each. She needed to cum.

Linda raised her eyes to the monster. It was hideous, a misshapen mass of flesh that had no business existing in the human world, but it was her only hope. She began to speak as best she could through the tentacle, imploring it to let her cum, but not to let her go. Linda knew enough about these monsters that it wouldn't let her go until it was satisfied, which meant one of two things: 1; she sated its desires, 2; it laid its young inside of her. Neither option particularly appealed to the bound futa.

The creature unsurprisingly didn't understand a word she said. However, it did recognise her calmer nature now as it gently massaged her body from her toes to her breasts. Linda couldn't help but enjoy the attention, despite her better judgement. Any residual tension in her muscles just seemed to melt away in a soothing tide of the aphrodisiac and tentacles. Were she in control of the situation, Linda had no doubts that she would be more than happy to let this monster have its way with her.

A soft silence fell over the scene, the lack of sound disturbed only by the occasional slick noise of the slimy tentacles and Linda's moans. Hope briefly flitted through her mind at the thought that it might be over and that the creature would simply leave her be once it was bored. How foolish she was. The creature no longer had any reason to rush itself, as its prey was fully bound and mostly submissive now. At a leisurely pace, familiar orbs began to move along its tentacle towards Linda's penetrated prick.

The captive futa didn't miss the distressing view as they approached her. No, she repeated in the confines of her clouded mind, but didn't fight back. It was futile anyway, she decided as such she only watched the orbs move with growing dread. Linda shut her eyes tight as the first of many made contact with her cock's opening, only to yelp in fright as another tentacle raced out of nowhere to abruptly penetrate her pussy. In her shock at tendril suddenly filling her, Linda hardly noticed as the orbs made their way down her urethra.

The creature's newly revealed limb pushed its way deeper into her snatch. Linda soon felt it against her cervix even as balls of fluid were pumped into her. She could feel the tentacles at her breasts suckling on her tits, drawing out her newly induced milk. Tentacles relaxed and tightened around her body to effectively massage her entire being, as though to try and assuage her fears and discomfort. What's with this thing? Linda questioned internally despite not having an answer.

Orb after orb flooded her body. Linda couldn't hope to describe how it felt to her, having something foreign pumping into her balls and insides. What would it do? She wandered curiously, even with her current predicament. Her answer almost instantly made itself known as Linda felt skin where she hadn't before and watched in awe as her balls expanded rapidly. They weren't alone of course, the creature seeming to understand the concept of proportions to some extent.

Linda gawked as she saw her formerly above average cock of 8'' rapidly grew. Inches were added in mere minutes, the meaty spire rising up and forcing the creature to feed even more of its tentacle into her. Her balls rushed with their growth at a similar rate, gaining circumference until they resembled ripe honeydew melons, before deserting such a comparison in favour of watermelons. All the while Linda's prostate was transformed by the creature's fluids.

The organ didn't simply grow as her cock and balls had done however. Linda could feel it changing in the background of the plethora of sensations, however she couldn't hope to discern it from the rest as the creature began to thrust its tentacle in and out of her pussy. Pleasure inevitably flared to existence within her as it caused her body to undulate of its own accord, her hips grinding lustfully against the tendril. The orbs persisted in filling her all the while.

Linda could feel her will to escape beginning to fade. The urge to flee warring with the pleasure as it rose like a wave ready to crash down at any moment, and take her under with it. Her cock had long since surpassed what anyone might consider normal, cresting 17'' of throbbing, stuffed meat, while her balls distended to match basketballs in size and density. Linda needed to cum. It was no longer a matter of wanting it, the pressure mounted greater and greater within her sack.

Please, she silently begged. Linda fixed her wide, desperate eyes on the monster in the hope that it would understand. The tentacles inside of her suddenly went into action, as if in response to her quiet plea. Her pussy stretched thin as the thick appendage jackhammered into her and the last of the orbs gushed into her, thus completing the creature's present objective. The tendril in her cock shifted and pulled back from within her to reside solely in her egregiously swollen balls.

Linda couldn't help herself any longer. All notions of resisting and upholding her dignity were thrown to the darkest recesses of her mind, replaced by a blazing need to cum. Her milk was continually sucked from her tits as her snatch was overwhelmed by the rapid fire thrusts. More, Linda silently begged and began to suck on the tentacle plugging her mouth. An all too familiar pressure built within her gut. Yes, she mentally cried jubilantly, a little more, just a little more. A tiny tentacle snaked its way up to her clit and encircled the swollen nub.

That was the final straw. Linda's entire body locked in place as her pleasure burgeoned and overcame her. For a long second all was still, even the monster held in place. Then everything went back into motion with one ear splitting shriek of joyous bliss from Linda. Her body attempted to curl in on itself, but the tentacles restrained her as before, even as the creature itself experienced climax. The limbs filling her maw and cunt thickened and contracted, a scalding hot fluid gushing into her. Linda didn't care as she gulped it down in her own release.

Yet not a drop of milk or cum escaped her body. Every single millilitre was sucked up into the tentacles. Gallons of cum attempted to race up her shaft only to be swallowed by a tendril, but even so Linda continued to scream and moan and cry out in blissful orgasm. The pressure finally relented inside of her balls to give way to nothing but mind-bending pleasure. Nothing could hope to distract her, even the distinctly egg shaped bulges moving through the tentacles towards her mouth and pussy.

The creature pressed both tentacles deeper into her. Linda hardly felt it as her womb was forcibly claimed and her gullet was distended by the lithe appendage. The ecstasy coursing through her body was prolonged by the eggs going into her, each bulge pressing against her inner walls delightfully. Linda vaguely recognised what was happening to her but couldn't focus on it.

In due time, the creature finished laying inside of her. Linda was an insensate mess at this point, her mouth slack, hair matted with sweat and her eyes half-rolled back into her skull. The monster laid her down gently, careful for the young inside her grossly swollen abdomen and skulked away into the shadows from whence it came.

Weeks passed after her encounter and Linda had fully accepted her changes. Not that she found it challenging to sport a bust so large that it was in the running for the world record, or to swing around a cock that resembled a baseball bat over a simple phallus. Even her cumbersome balls were welcome at their immense size. Though Linda would admit that she struggled with the weight at her constantly growing middle.

Despite the short time that had passed, her abdomen had expanded several times larger than before. The young had long since hatched from their eggs, but they weren't ready yet. A tentacle monster was delicate in its early stages, needing the warmth of its incubators body to survive. Linda fully expected to birth the lot in a matter of days, if the size of her beach ball comparative belly was anything to go by. Or the constantly squirming shapes from within.

Possibly the most shocking revelation Linda had experienced was her desire to keep them. Many other women had been forcibly taken by tentacle monsters in the past, and those that were inseminated always gave up their young to a special government facility for non-human lifeforms. But Linda couldn't get that night out of her head. The sensations had been so intense; unlike anything she'd felt before. Even on nights when she would masturbate fiercely couldn't hope to compare, or the day she lost her virginity for that matter.

The monsters would be her children. She would raise them right, Linda vowed to herself. Perhaps their 'father' would even show up? Linda couldn't resist an eager smirk at the thought.