Tentacles Monster

The monster chosen for the task was a hideous tentacles creature, with long, thick, slimy dick-like tentacles. It towered over Airi, its disgusting tentacles writhing in anticipation. With a sickening, wet sound, the creature **** itself inside her, its tentacles tearing through her delicate flesh like wet paper. Airi let out a muffled scream, her face contorted in pain as the creature began to thrust inside her, again and again. Her red hair, usually tied up in twin tails, fell loose around her, draping over her shoulders and obscuring her face. Her blue-green eyes were squeezed shut, tears streaming down her cheeks.

The monster seemed to take pleasure in her suffering, its tentacles moving roughly inside her, mercilessly claiming her body as its own. Despite the pain, Airi felt a strange sense of detachment from the experience. As a wraith, she was used to feeding on the life **** of others, even if it was against her will. She knew that this was just another way for her to survive, another means to serve her mistress.

Despite her calm exterior, Airi's heart raced with a mixture of fear, anger, and shame. She wanted to fight back, to make the creature stop, but she was powerless against its overwhelming strength. Her loyalty to the Swamp Witch made it impossible for her to deny the monster what it desired.

The tentacles continued to pound into her, mercilessly claiming her body as their own. Airi's breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she struggled to breathe beneath the weight of the monster. The pain was intense, a fire burning deep inside her, but she knew that it would end soon enough. The monster would release its seed into her, filling her with its dark essence, and then she would be free to return to the Swamp Witch's side.