Grapple with it

With a growl you do the exact opposite of what the tentacle beast expects: you launch yourself at it. The brazen attack catches the charging beast off-guard. Although you are much smaller, you are able to drive it back, grabbing two handfuls of muscular tentacles and closing them in your fists.

The beast's powerful limbs pull and swing but they cannot break free of your hold. Tentacles wrap around your ankles, but with your hold on four of its tentacles it is unable to pull you off balance. It screams withe frustration, forcing you back a few steps. It screams again, slamming your back into the trunk of the tree.

Fat, pink cock tendrils wriggle only inches from your face. You can smell their foulness and watch as precum drips from the squirming appendages. The tentacle beast shrieks again and flexes its major tentacles, bending its underside closer to you. Your original gambit has paid off and you are at a standstill with the creature.

That's just the problem: you're trapped grappling with the massive beast and you're willing to bet that your strength fails first. You need to do something to save yourself and your gaze keeps returning to that bundle of squirming cock tentacles. A heat builds in your loins and you find yourself licking your lips without even thinking about it.