NO EVENT, BUT LOTS OF APHRO - GET YOUR KINK ON

Apr 02, 2011 01:10

Wherever you were, wherever you'd hoped to be, this is definitely not it. In fact everything about this room seems wrong, from the slightly cooler temperature to the thin layer of mucous on the walls. The fact that none of the lights are working either is also a damn good sign that things have gone damn bad. Everything about this room should scream ( Read more... )

pairing: other/f, series: oc tentacle monster, pairing: other/m

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+ empressalkaid April 2 2011, 08:25:14 UTC
She really should have just turned right around and left. Without a thought, without even a moment of hesitation. Anyone that had been around this place learned about certain signs. In this hotel, things that seemed wrong were way more wrong than what they seemed like. It was simple goddamn fact. And for Alkaid, who had found her fair goddamn share of wrong, this should have been ringing in her head like a gong caught in between two rapidly swinging hammers ( ... )

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hello_in_japan April 4 2011, 04:49:54 UTC
The creature hissed in anticipation, welcoming the lack of real resistance. This capture had gone much more smoothly than others in the past, which the monster appreciated on some dim level. After all, prey that was dead was no longer warm, and thus no longer of use. This would make things much easier, but before the creature could get work, its new prey would have to be ... readied.

Thin whip-like tendrils grasped at the woman's apparel, ripping and tearing it all away with equal ease. The creature hated removing the outer shells; it was always a pain. Still, at least it left its target defenseless against what was sure to come next.

Hissing again, the monster pulled Alkaid closer, getting a good look. It was far more intelligent than it seemed, and it had a good idea now for how to start: a thick tendril, pulsating and dripping with a viscous lubricating slime, moved in front of the woman's lips. The intent was obvious, even before the tendril began to force its way into her mouth.

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empressalkaid April 4 2011, 05:12:01 UTC
For all her bluster and natural ability, Alkaid was still a school girl inside of an arena champion's body. She'd seen her fair share of intimidating things, but this was on a whole other level. She hadn't even been sure what to make of it, never mind try to fight it. She didn't have a hope in hell then, and now even less so.

Still she struggled as best as she could against the tendrils, desperately writhing and tugging as best as she could. "NO, GET OFF OF ME DAMN YOU!" She cried in half fury, half fear. Then they were upon her, tearing her clothes off to the sound of screams and tears. It was not long until she was completely bare, body free to this thing and whatever it so intended for her.

Coming face to face to this thing found her frozen again, and for a brief moment she could only stare at this thing with little more than pure fear. "No...let me g-" She tried one last time, trying to sound stubborn, trying to sound stern, only to be cut off by the slimy thing crashing it's way past her lips and into her mouth.

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hello_in_japan April 4 2011, 06:02:01 UTC
This victim was tough, wasn't she? The creature found itself appreciating that fact very much; it meant that there wasn't the normal need to go as slow or gently as it normally did.

The tendrils running across her body and the tentacle in her mouth were all producing a viscous, semen-like substance that left the skin and body tingling in its wake as it was rubbed against her and in her. There was nothing permanently harmful in it, to be sure, but the monster needed her body sensitive and craving the touches that brought more heat to it if the eggs were to thrive. This would definitely accomplish that, stimulating Alkaid's body and leaving it far more reactive to stimulation until the eggs reached their final stage inside her.

As the tendril in her mouth pumped more of the strange fluid into her mouth, another was hovering between her legs, just barely rubbing against her slit and moistening it with even more slime.

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notgammapowered April 2 2011, 08:44:35 UTC
"Oh this is not good at all," Teddy muttered as he flicked the non-working lightswitch. Just in his boxers and the towel that he'd been using to dry his hair with after his shower, he was getting the feeling that there was something very wrong with the room. He didn't feel the need to go charging for the door though. He'd seen similar rooms and was curious for some reason.

He turned and walked farther into the room. Of course when he saw the hulking thing, the Young Avenger paused. And before he had time to react much, there were tentacles rushing for him. He cursed and tried to dodge out of the way but it was too late, towel falling to the ground as he was snagged. He ended up restrained, blushing faintly, and in nothing but boxers that were becoming quickly tented thanks to the drugs in the air. "Oh man..."

[ooc: Larger than normal insertions (multiple is fine too if you wanna go that route...heh. Maybe 3 or 4) and a little bit of inflation are fine. Teddy's tough, he can take it. XD Just no gore, death, or anything that belongs ( ... )

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hello_in_japan April 4 2011, 05:01:46 UTC
[No problem! I can handle that. I hope slow tags are all right.]

A male? It had been a while since the creature had had a male host, but unfortunately its last cache of eggs had already been planted, and it would take a while to make more. In the meanwhile, it could still practice.

It knew these warm-blooded creatures got even warmer when aroused, so that's what the creature set about doing. Thin tendrils began stroking across the body of its prey, paying close attention to certain spots that it had found effective in previous hosts. Nipples were always a favorite, both for victims and the creature. It found the sensation of soft flesh tightening and hardening to be quite interesting, so several of the wet appendages focused on them, tweaking, pinching and rolling against them.

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notgammapowered April 4 2011, 05:30:43 UTC
[Slow's okay.]

Teddy struggled slightly, giving a faint curse when he couldn't get free. The first stroke of the tendrils got a gasp of surprise out of him and the blond glanced down to see just what was going on. He groaned as his nipples were focused on, squirming as much as he could in the creature's grip. His cock went fully hard in his boxers thanks to the stimulation and the hybrid's eyes went wide a moment.

"Oh hell..." he trailed off when he realized what the creature was going to do. As aroused as he was, thinking clearly wasn't easy.

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hello_in_japan April 4 2011, 06:05:43 UTC
For now, the creature did little more than continue to touch Teddy. Its tendrils traveled across his body and into his boxers, wrapping around his length and coating it in a strange viscous slime while they stroked. The slime left a tingling sensation wherever it touched skin, and on the hybrid's cock, the odd tingling was increased nearly tenfold.

Eventually, however, it knew that it had to continue, and thin hooked tendrils grabbed hold of the blond's underwear, tearing them away to completely expose him.

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hello_in_japan April 4 2011, 05:43:37 UTC
Oh, the monster couldn't let its prey fall and hurt himself! The many tendrils moved to catch Alois, moving him closer so the creature could get a better, less-fragmented look. Compound eyes didn't make for good distance vision, but unless it was mistaken, this was actually a male. How interesting.

Its mandibles clicked repeatedly in thought as the monster used thin hooked tentacles to rip away the boy's clothing. It would just eat the shreds later to clean up the mess to its nest, but for now it wondered: what to do with the lad? It had no more eggs for the moment to lay, but it had already caught him.

Oh well. It decided to start with its specialty: prepping the prey as if the creature were going to use it as a host. This meant rubbing tentacles against Alois, coating his body in viscous slime that tingled all over. A thicker tendril came up, throbbing and pulsing in anticipation as it pressed against his lips, trying to force its way in.

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hello_in_japan April 4 2011, 05:33:33 UTC
[[Not a problem!]]

Letting her go wasn't going to happen yet, that was for sure. The creature had gone to the trouble of grabbing her and it was going to get its efforts' worth. Frightfully thick tendrils gripped tighter at Shirley's ankles, pulling her legs wide open in preparation for what was to come. There were no eggs made yet to implant, but it was going to go through the motions anyway.

Hissing in eagerness, the creature began sliding tentacles and thin tendrils that were almost like clawed antennae over the girl's body, covering her in the strange tingling slime each appendage produced even as the small claws tore away at any and all clothing they could grab. This was going to be far more pleasure than function.

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+ pacifistqueen April 2 2011, 09:22:36 UTC
Leaving was such a good idea, yet she couldn't bring herself to do it. Relena was curious as she carefully made her way into the darkness and tried not to step on something. In her explorations she realized there was something in the back. Something pulsating and alive.

She should turn back and run! IT was moving! Relena turned to run only to scream as tentacles grasped her tightly and prevented her escape.

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hello_in_japan April 4 2011, 05:10:00 UTC
Screams. How the monster despised that noise. There was no need to hold back then, in its opinion. With its target now held fast in its grasp, a thick tendril went straight for Relena's mouth, pulsing and twitching as the sticky appendage went past her lips and into her mouth. Experience kept it from traveling the tendril too far down; it had lost several hosts early in its life to such carelessness, and once had lost a tendril to exceptionally strong acids.

That didn't mean it didn't want to feel more, however, and it cheerfully traveled a bit into the woman's throat, pumping back and forth. This gave it even more sensation while also giving her the occasional chance to suck in a breath through her nose ( ... )

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pacifistqueen April 4 2011, 22:15:30 UTC
She resisted as the tentacles grasped her only to find herself trapped! Before she could even scream again there was a thick tentacle forcing its way into her mouth and even down her throat a bit making the politician gag and gasp for air as it moved in her mouth. She could feel something sticky against her tongue as fluids traveled down her throat.

Meanwhile smaller tentacles were tearing off her clothing and leaving her bare to the monster's touch and exploration. Fear was racing though her, making her heart pound in her chest as she tried to move her arms and legs only to find herself spread open for the monster's invading pleasure. Relena managed a small pleading whimper as she felt her body grow more sensitive to every touch no matter how small. What was going on!? She tried to turn her head away from the creature only to find it impossible to do so.

What did this creature want from her!?

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