Take Olive Inside

"Olive we're here." You squeeze Olive's hand. Another one reaches out and motions while the hand holding yours brings it closer to the one motioning. You open your hand palm up and your octopus girl drops in loose change into it.
"I found it on the floor. You should keep better track of your money." You smile at the sternness in her voice.
"I'll be more careful from now on." You look towards your house, it has a yellow notice on the front door. "How do you want to go in? Should I carry you like last time?"
"No, not like last time. But I do want to be carried." She wants to be carried by not like last time? A piggyback ride?
"Put your arm down here." She says. You know what she'll do but you do anyways.
Suddenly you feel your whole right arm being covered in suction cups. What's more the cups start to inch and stretch up your shoulder and across you chest.
"Olive!" You call out. Tentacles have started spreading to your left arm now and down your back and stomach. And still the motion
continues the migrating tentacles moving at their slow but unceasing gradual pace. You feel a tendril snake past your pubes and down your inner thigh.
"Olll-iive!" Your calls are more pleas now.
"Don't worry I'm done." A orange finger tip strokes your neck and jaw while you see a leg disappearing into your shirt sleeve. You sigh and get out of the car. Moving with increased body weight is difficult but even more difficult is trying to walk normally while Olive's ceaseless limbs explore your body. You feel Olive's head moving around from your chest to stomach to back but what's more worrisome is the feeling of something meandering down your butt crack. Your clothes now have very busy and active lumps moving around. You get inside the house in record time.

"Whoa" You say. Your house has been converted into a lagoon. Your once familiar floor goes halfway across the entrance before dissolving into...water. Judging from the color of the water, it is deep. The lights in the house have also all been replaced with dimming lights set to very low. The low light and humidity from the water make you feel as if in a aquarium.
"That looks deep"
"Yeah" You say in agreement. Wait, where was she? Olive's head is right next to own. While you weren't noticing she pulled her head through your shirt collar. She smiles at your surprised expression and gives a small kiss. She stops, blushes then gives another. Soon your face is being covered by these small pecks. You reach up and hold her head steady. Her head is as soft
as the rest of her body. You look into her rectangular irises and then then give her a long slow full mouthed kiss. Your mouth brushes across hers and you sneak a tongue to caress hers. Her tongue is rough and scratchy. Your hands go down and rub against her neck. She moans and her body pulses against yours. Olive makes small noises in the crook of your neck. As
excited and stimulated you are you notice her skin has become dusty.

"Olive, you need to get in the water." She makes a moan and you feel one of her hands moving up and down your chest.
"Olive" you say again "You're drying out." She lifts her head at you and stares into your eyes before hungrily kissing you.

It seems Olive is lost in her own senses. Your lift and take off your shirt. You expected this but it's still shocking to see your whole abdomen covered in small red circles. You look with apprehension at your new living room, the looks dark, cold and uninviting. You hurriedly rid yourself of your shoes, socks and pants.

"Master..."Olive drawls out before making a traditional hickey on your neck. Great another red circle. It is odd to see how you carried Olive inside. Her arms move continuously in slow sensual movements up and down and across your body. Her head is next to yours and her chest and hips are pressed tightly against yours. Her arms and legs are sprawled across the entirety of your body anchored to every part of you. You hurry across and step into the lagoon. Unfortunately for you the first step that you expect isn't there. You plunge into the inky water naked sans a lusty clinging Octopus.