A tentacle beast!

The fleshy pink creature that has burst through the jungle foliage and interrupted your fuck sessions with Lenny is truly a horror of writhing flesh. It is as big as a bull, but nimbly moving atop a pedestal of fat tentacles that curl and push and propel it towards you. Its many limbs are as big around as your bicep. Its entire body has an unhealthy fatness to it and its mottled pink flesh is glistening with secretions.

"Ahhhhh!" cries Lenny as he throws himself out of the path of the charging creature, crashing into a nearby jungle bush and tangling himself up hopelessly in the plant.

With one threat eliminated, the tentacle beast circles around, peering at you through two bulging black eyes. As it approaches you it rears up, lifting the umbrella of its tentacles to reveal a snapping mouth and, worse, a long, articulated cluster of cock tendrils. There are at least six of them, flared at the ends and drooling with liquid.

Despite the terrifying nature of the creature, the sight of those dripping cocks gives you a twitch of arousal. You put that thought out of your head. You remind yourself that you are a trained monster hunter.

The powerful creature is clearly preparing to attack. You have to act wisely or face humiliating violation or worse.