Exposition, with a side of tender loving

“I’ll go with option number one.” Ren requested with a mixture of eagerness and nervousness.

Futaba nodded. “In the mood for something gentle? Not surprising, given the _joyride _you just had. She cracked her fingers and spun to face the holographic displays. “You heard him Necro! You get to lovin’ while I get to talkin’”

The tentacles began slowly extending towards him. One arched its tip to his face, as if studying his expression with an invisible eye. The tentacle then gently pressed itself onto his chest, specifically, where his pounding-heart lay.

As this happened, Futaba busily tapped buttons and flicked through pop-ups showing locations including Leblanc, the underground mall and Makoto’s apartment. “Let’s start with the basics: This place is within the Metaverse, but it’s not a palace, yet it’s also not completely dissimilar.”

Other tentacles coiled around Joker’s arms and legs, but they were more like hands supporting him, rather than ropes restraining him. Two more touched his head; One stroked his neck and jawline, while the other played with his hair. The tendril resting against his heart moved steadily downwards, caressing his pecs and abs. It poked him like a huge finger with the flexibility of a tongue.

The tentacles felt strange. They were as warm and soft as flesh, yet as firm and smooth as metal.

“This maze,” Futaba continued, “stems from you, Joker. It’s constructed from your emotions and memories. Why? Well… I’m not sure really.”

The tentacle moving down his body, reached his crotch. His member twitch, like it was cheerily waving ‘Hello!’ to the alien appendage. The tentacle curled around his shaft and started to not so much jerk, but suckle his cock.

An “Oooooh…” slipped from his lips. The other tentacles quivered, seemingly pleased with their current progress.

Two tendrils lower themselves from above. Each played with one of his nipples.

Futaba hummed, then glanced back to Ren. “You wouldn’t happen to have your phone with you?” She eyed his naked body. “Though judging by your lack of pockets, I’d wager you dropped it somewhere.”

Ren was too distracted by his tentacle-job to think about where he left his phone.

There was a knock on the hatch below. “Hey! Care to let me in!” Called a voice from outside the ship. Futaba glanced at a screen and grinned. She pressed a button and the hatch opened.

Pixie flew inside, veering past Ren and the tentacles. She fluttered at the ship’s ceiling. “Tentacles having sex with a guy? Haven’t seen that before.”

Futaba clicked her fingers and pointed at the fairy. “I know right! Tentacle porn always seems to be about school girls getting banged!”

“Guess it must be one of his kinks.” Pixie noted. “Speaking of which…” She reached into her leotard and pulled out his phone. “Been keeping a hold of this since the mall. I take it you wanna have a peek at it?

“Yep!” Futaba took the phone.

Ren moaned, not because he was worried about Pixie and Futaba messing with his phone, but due to him edging as the tentacle continued stroking his cock. The tip of another tentacle pressed itself to his lips.

Futaba held the phone up and rings of light appeared around it, like they were scanning the device. “Aha!” She beamed at her discovery.

Ren bit his lip as the tentacle stroked his rod faster.

“All right. Here’s the score.” Futaba explained, “The more sex you have, the stronger you’ll become. Meaning you will have more control over this place. I’m not just talking about vanilla sex either; you gotta indulge in your supressed desires. Every kink and fetish you’ve always wanted to try, but never could. Until now!”

Joker’s eyes rolled back as cum shot out of his dick. Went his sight returned, he saw a white blob floating in the zero-g environment.

“Look!” Futaba beckoned. Ren gazed at her; she was holding up his phone’s screen to him. The mystery app was open, displaying small shapes bouncing off one-another, yet now some of the shapes merged with each other. “This app is keeping track of your progress! Once all the shapes merge into one, then I’d say that’s when you’ll be able to go back to the real world.”

“In other words:” Pixie interjected, “Fuck your way to freedom.”

“With that said, what’s your plan now?” Futaba asked?