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This is worse than any tentacle porn I’ve read online because it’s real.
“Shhhh…” A tentacle coils around my thigh and slithers toward my pussy. I freeze, my jaw dropping. This is unexpected. It’s been a while, and I’m reluctant to refuse pleasure. “Excuse me?”
“Mmmmm,” the monster hums. “What is that?” I slip my fingers beneath the appendage to dislodge its grip, but it tightens. It looks like he wants an answer to his question. “What’s what?” I turn to the figure in my bed. “This weapon of yours is coated in something delicious.”
“I use it for sex,” I whisper. The monster makes a disgruntled rumble and tosses the toy to the other end of the room. “You will cease the use of these items.”

