Adar

Adar, the tentacled horror that had existed and satiated its sexual appetite for centuries on any creature it could get its tentacles on, laid in its lair, satisfied with its last conquest - a spirited party of amazons. All over the wretched thing?s underground lair hundreds of males and females of every race ever known lay trapped by a sticky mucous-like substance that the creature oozes almost constantly, awaiting the horror of the creature satisfying its lustful appetite again. Moans of painful despair can be heard echoing in the near pitch-darkness of this horrible place from the still living victims of this creature. The thing was about to slither toward an 18-year-old peasant girl with large firm tits that Adar had enjoyed so much when it first captured her more than a month ago, when it heard someone approach its lair. The voices sounded like something deliciously interesting but the species and sex couldn't be made out by the thing. Adar reached out with several tentacles to try to grab whatever or whoever it was.