Amanda lay back on the pillows she had carefully arranged against the headboard of her bed. The room was dark, but for the bedside lamp, the only noise being the occasional turning of a page from the book she was trying to read.
Amanda was distracted. Over the last few months, she had been visited by some otherworldly being that had a habit of slithering out several delicious tentacles to sample her earthly human pleasures. At first, she had been understandably scared, makes sense when you watch a portal open in a wall and half a dozen tentacles rip free to pleasure you. Before long she had grown used to the visits and made those little changes necessary in life to accommodate being driven to tentacle induced orgasms in the most awkward times. Little things like easy access and somewhat revealing clothing, bringing spares along, and learning to hide reactions when in public and a tentacle is sneakily creeping up your leg.
She still didn't know what this mysterious visitor was, but she could tell it was getting off using her as much as she was getting used. Sometimes she felt she could sense its emotions and felt the more she was being driven wild with passion, the happier it was.
But now it had been weeks since the last visit. Sometimes she felt like something was watching her, giving that tingly feeling at the back of her neck, but no matter how much she wished for it, her tentacle friend had not been around in far to long.
With a sigh Amanda flipped the page of her book, barely reading the words.
Dropping it to the bed she reached to the bedside table, taking a sip of her wine while looking around the dark room. Usually there was a sign, a glowing circle or spot of darkness, sometimes even that tingling electric feeling of anticipation.
"Well, this sucks."
Once she had gotten used to the visits, she started wearing very little to bed since her guest really liked to visit in the evenings. Pushing aside the heavy comforter she swung her bare legs over the edge, adjusting the loose tank top that insisted on constantly turning sideways letting at least one of her boobs slip free.
Stretching her arms over her head she sighed again before standing, picking up her wine glass to go for a refill. The house had a slight chill so she walked quickly, chuckling to herself as she scanned the walls and corners on the way by.
"Hello? Mr Tentacle friend? It's me, your horny little human?"
Smiling she refilled her glass, giggling at the little jump she had as her cat leaped from the couch with a thump and tore off before walking back to the bedroom.
Tucking herself back in bed she picked up her book, thinking maybe a couple more pages before bringing out the tablet for some more interesting reading!
Meanwhile, across the house, things were in fact stirring.
Siknat, Amanda's alien friend, quietly opened a portal letting him peer through the dimensions to look around the house. He had been busy lately, the life of a young Octopus like being hectic at times. Other than peeking in on his playtoy entertaining herself, had not been able to get involved as much as he liked. He missed his quiet evenings in the grotto, exploring his fetish for earth human porn and his favorite human star. An advanced species, his people had long ago developed the technology to cross the dimensions in search of new knowledge or scientific research. Of course, it wasn't many years later that their version of the erotica industry took that same technology and introduced it to the worlds.
