Trap of the Tentacles

A beautiful young female body shone through the darkness. Her face seemed slightly contorted, her brows frowned, her mouth slightly agape. If her eyes had not been covered by a blindfold, surely it would have showed a clear expression of fear. Her lips were quite plump. Thin neck, clear white skin, large breasts with pink, puffy nipples and wide hips. Her hair was a dark brown colour and she had some flab on her legs.

But just as the body was getting more and more visible, something seemed to move; or rather, slither like snakes. Tentacles surrounded her body, her limbs were spread on the ground, which looked alive and of a meaty complexion. As she was laying on the ground, one of the tentacles approached her nipples. She gave out a shriek of surprise as the sticky, wet limb touched her. Another one soon followed which started caressing her neck. More followed, touching her flat belly and her back. As she was starting to get used to the touching and seemingly enjoy the treatment, another tentacle, but of a different shape and a needle as its ending, injected something into her suddenly tensed up body.

The tentacles now started rubbing on her body more furiously. One of them reached to her vagina, massaging the lips, while another pair of cup-shaped ones sucked onto her breasts and started pumping them. For some reason she felt an immense pleasure from these movements, she started drooling and her whole body would have shaken uncontrollably, if it were not for the tentacles holding her in place by the limbs. Her puffy nipples had long become erect, but now even her clitoris seemed to grow in size, almost to the size of a thumb. She wanted it to be touched, the sooner the better, she was unable to hold back anymore, she wanted it to be rubbed so badly. Finally, the tentacle; which had only been teasingly rubbing her pussy lips until now; finally rubbed against her throbbing, enlarged clitoris, immediately sending waves of pleasure through her spine straight to her brain. She came, the tentacles were unable to hold her down, but luckily, she soon passed out.

When she finally came back to her senses, she felt a large, thick slimy snakelike thing wriggling inside her butthole. It was entering her large intestines when she finally realised it was a tentacle. She felt as her intestines were getting relieved of their contents, while being replaced by the slimy snake pushing its way ever deeper. She had never tried anal, but the large, soft limb pushed her anal walls in such a gentle manner that even her vaginal walls were being rubbed. She really liked this feeling of being pleasured from her neighbouring hole, but as she was about to enjoy it, another tentacle came up to her face. It rubbed itself on her plump lips and pushed itself, slowly but surely, with a lot of between her teeth right inside her mouth. But it did not stop there, it shoved itself deeper and deeper, all the way to the back of her throat, where it finally started moving up and down. After a long series of forceful motions, having lost feeling of her mouth and even her gag reflex, the tentacle shot its seed down her throat right into her stomach, slowly filling it with gooey, white slime. As the cum was starting to fill her insides and expanding her belly until it finally came up and leaked through her mouth. She passed out after a while.

Still sleeping, she was about to move her arms to a comfortable place, but she hit them against a wall. The wall was meaty, as previously, but it still hurt. At least she was awake now. As she looked around, she realised that she was in a very small and narrow space. At least there were no tentacles here, so she somewhat bravely started going into the only direction that was possible, following along the long, meaty corridor walls. As she was guiding herself along the walls relying on her touch alone, a flower-like entity popped up on the wall, although still budded, and reached all the way between her breasts. She decided to ignore it and keep going, but the bud started to flower now. An intense musky smell struck her nose, when she looked, she saw that the flower had a phallic shaped pistil, which in fact looked very much just like a penis. She breathed in the strong odour, it filled her lungs and made her vagina feel all tingly, but it also made her dizzier. As if the narrow place wasn’t making her dizzy enough, she couldn’t stop thinking about penises for some reason, she missed her boyfriend’s familiar shape and touch. This made her even hornier, so she tried concentrating on moving along. It was getting increasingly difficult to move as the corridor seemed to get more and more narrow. Parts of her body were brushing against it, and on each occasion she touched the wall a flower just like the first one seemed to bloom and emanate the musky smell. At some point her lips touched the wall by accident as she almost tripped over a bump in the ground. Much like before a penis shaped pistil greeted her, she was so badly positioned that her tongue licked some parts of it. The odour was insufferable, but a wild gleam in her eyes appeared. She kept licking on the meaty pistil which was leaking a precum-like substance. She couldn’t stop herself. It was so sweet, but also slightly sour and maybe even a bit salty. For some reason it tasted like a perfectly seasoned meal which she had sometimes strived to achieve. As she continued to frantically lick and suck on it to taste more of the juices, several more flowers appeared, while her clitoris and vagina tingled from all the smelly aphrodisiacs. It was not long after that one of those flowers was rubbing against her vagina, butthole and soon even her hands and between her breasts. As she kept sucking at the one in front of her, she moved her body rhythmically to rub and jerk off the other ones. Suddenly the one she was sucking on hardened and wouldn’t let out any more of the delicious liquid, so she tried sucking harder. This led to an outburst of the juices, filling her mouth to the brim, after which with much delight she gulped down all of it. She had now a feeling of how to gain more liquid from the remaining flower penises too. She rubbed and jerked all of them off until she was covered in the sweet, tasty juice. She collected most of it with her hands and licked herself clean, the smell, however, remained lingering all around her. She herself was emitting it, and it filled her body with an unimaginable lust, that her vagina was dripping wet and hot, but had no more flowers to ride anymore. As she was shaking and pleading for more, she lost her consciousness again and fell to the ground with her tongue still looking for the “nectar”.