"NEXT... Planned... Guest?"

The question escaped from my gasping lips as some part of my rational mind realized that implied there had been someone here before me.

"Well, of course, where do you think--" Octoboy started to say but then stopped, turning his attention back to the incomplete circle and the pods in it.

He sighed before also looking at the one pod that had been smashed against the floor. When his gaze returned to me there was a touch of annoyance as he said, "You're lucky I need to finish this up first. Don't want more ending up like that."

With that, the four tentacles holding me pulled me closer to him so I was by his side as his three remaining tentacles resumed their previous activities. I watched as the tentacle with the chalk finished up the circle, the symbols something I had never seen before. Yet as he drew more of them, I felt a growing sense of dread like some kind of dark energy was filling the air. "You know," he said, casually reaching out with his right hand to rest it on my right knee as he worked, "There's something of an advantage to getting stuck with this stupid Octoboy name.... aside from a newbie like you thinking I'm some kind of joke."

Even though his slime was not getting through the cloth of my costume, my body was already hot enough that his casual, half-attentive touch sent a chill up my spine. This was not helped when his hand slipped to my inner thigh, lightly stroking back and forth over the length of it while not touching my core. "They think I'm some kind of science experiment or undersea kingdom guy," he continued to explain, "and they forget I got these powers from a more... eldritch source."

The circle drawing tentacle finished its work and I heard Octoboy muttering words under his breath again even as he kept petting my thigh, his fingers going up a little higher and I felt the edge of his forefinger just barely brushing against my visible camel toe. The gasp that escaped my lips was due to both that and because the circle suddenly glowed with green light, the pods in the center of it were enveloped by that light and, when it faded away, they were gone.

"A source," Octoboy continued, his hand suddenly tightening on the material of my pants and tugging hard enough to rip a patch of it away, revealing the skin of my inner thigh, "That demands new soldiers for the war in its dimension."

New soldiers?! But that would mean those pods were eggs! And given what he had said about a previous guest...

"Then wh-who... m-made... tho-OOOOOH!"

My question was cut off as his fingers, with their aphrodisiac slime, now touched my exposed skin mere inches from my pussy. The burning sensation was torturous before but now it was almost unbearable. Since he could pay more attention to me again, he gave me that confident smirk as he turned to face me. "Oh, you want to see my first guest?" he asked tauntingly, "Sure. I can give you a quick peek of what you're in for."

The three free tentacles reached into the box and lifted something out of it. I gasped again as I saw it was the body of Debbie Darrindanger, naked save for her iconic cowboy hat and domino mask combo, with her long blonde hair spilling out the back. She was splattered with dried, dark green fluid all over her body, more of that fluid dripping out from between her legs. I found my eyes drawn to that and then to just how much her massive breasts, which looked at least twice the size of mine, had been hosed down in said fluid. It was also what first let me notice she was still alive, thankfully, as I saw them rise and fall with her breath. She was staring at nothing with glassy eyes and she finally let out a small moan as her hands twitched and started to move to between her legs. I could not believe it! She was shamelessly masturbating in front of us!

I remembered that Debbie's costume consisted mostly of your stereotypical plaid crop top and daisy duke shorts you would expect from someone with a cow girl themed costume. If what Octoboy was saying was true, then any time he had touched her, or her him, the slime that had been driving me crazy had gotten on her. And given all the times she had fought him, she must have absorbed it on a much heavier scale than I already had. She finally seemed to regain some form of awareness, her eyes still glazed over as she turned her head in our direction and muttered, "T-Time fer... more? Ya'll... gonna gimme... more?"

"Later," Octoboy responds, looking over his shoulder at her before lowering a still masturbating Debbie back into the box, "When we have all of my Breeding Babes together."

Biting my lower lip, I noticed there were three more boxes of the same size next to the one he had placed the Cowgirl Adventurer in and pulled the eggs out of. "I'll have to think of who you should share a box with when the time comes," he said to me, "but for now..."

His three now unoccupied tentacles lashed out towards me, two diving down the neckline of my costume's top as the third used the hole in my pants to wriggle inside them, the thin tip teasing my lower lips like some kind of extra long tongue for a moment. After that moment was done, I felt all three start to tug outward on the material of my costume. I let out a scream that mixed with the loud ripping noises as my top and sports bra were torn open down the middle, causing my breasts to be fully exposed, and my pants were torn further open to completely expose my pussy as well.

The tentacles that had opened my top began lightly poking their tips against my now visible nipples while the one at my sopping wet slit slid up and down against it. It really felt like I was getting licked by three guys simultaneously, which was quite the sensation even before it was combined with Octoboy's stupid goo now touching my most sensitive places directly.

Octoboy continued to tease me like that for what felt like a while but I could not be sure how long it had actually been. My body was THROBBING with need. I needed cock. I needed HIS cock. Yet there was still just enough of my pride left I refused to say that to him, even when he leaned in and licked my cheek. Of course, his saliva felt like it had the same effect on me as he dragged it across my face to my lips, tracing the outline of them. When I eventually gasped from the sensation, he plunged his tongue into my mouth in a lewd kiss and before I could think of biting down or anything like that I found my body reflexively returning it.

In fact, I actually both leaned into it and moaned around his tongue, thinking that if I had to fail this spectacularly then at least it was to someone who was strangely attractive looking... for a demon fish man.

Eventually breaking the kiss, and getting me to let out another dazed moan, Octoboy took a step back, the burning need in his eyes the most powerful I had ever seen. "Ready to see my eighth tentacle?" he asked with a deep, maddeningly sexy growl.

I could only nod. I was not going to get out of this by myself. I knew my only chance was that getting him to finish that teleportation ritual and then letting him to brag for a few seconds after that had delayed him long enough that he would not be ready for who he had originally planned to see next. If they arrived in the next few moments, they might be able to save me and Debbie Darrindanger before he took me!