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waterme-stories · 2 months

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When you've had A Type for almost 20 years.

Deadpool (2022) #10

Spider-Man/Deadpool (2016) #8

Cable & Deadpool (2004) #16

#valenpool #spideypool #cablepool #deadpool #wade wilson #valentine vuong #spider man #peter parker #cable #nathan summers #comic panels #deadpool comics #Spider-Man/Deadpool #cable & deadpool #monster fucker #tentacles #dubious consenticles #consentacles #id in alt text

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peachestoon2016 · 4 months

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is it just me or do you also want a tentacle shoved up in your cunt, filling you to the brim with it’s thick, hot cum?

#tentacle #tentacle nsft #tentacle kink #tentacle breeding #tentacle smut #tentacle monsters #lesbian #nsft terato #terato tentacles #nsft terato imagine #nsft text #bd/sm breeding #monster smut #monster fucker

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ash-rigby · 6 months

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Who Knows, Who Cares? (Tentacle Monster) [F/?]

Featured Characters: Female human and a tentacle monster of indeterminate gender. Both are adults.

Description: Agatha has figured out how to conjure an inter-dimensional glory hole and enjoys the variety of monster dicks that come through. On one particular night, she is visited by a tentacle which treats her to an unexpected ending. Contains: Magical Glory Holes, Tentacles, Ovipositor, Egg-Laying, Stomach Bulge, Aphrodisiacs, Masturbation, Sex Toys.

Completion Date: November 7th, 2023

Word Count: 1609

There really should have been a warning provided about how addictive the spell would be. It was rare that an evening went by where Agatha didn’t activate the portal in all its brightly glowing, pink glory. The position of the other side was random among countless dimensions, its runes designed to be translated for whatever horny beast it appeared before. A hole with unmistakable purpose.

Agatha had made herself comfortable, propped up against her multitude of pillows as she lay in bed pumping a thick toy deep into her cunt. She had learned to loosen herself up a bit before summoning; there was no telling the size of what came through.

The towel Agatha had laid out beneath her was already slightly messy with lube. Wet, filthy noises mingled with her moans, her pussy squeezing around the toy. It was far from enough; she needed the feeling of some faceless creature’s cock throbbing inside her. The heat. The cum. The knowledge that whoever was on the other side only cared about getting themself off. A kind lover was great, but sometimes she craved to just be fucking used.

Needy and whimpering, Agatha used her free hand to trace the spell’s sigil in the air. Her room was bathed in magenta light, flaring as the circle came into existence on the mattress between her spread thighs. She waited a few moments as she continued to fuck herself and bite her lower lip with impatience.

“Please…please…anyone,” she begged, sweat glistening in the garish glow.

There was movement at the center of the circle. Agatha watched as a light blue, shimmering, translucent tentacle slowly began to emerge. It was long, lined with shallow ridges starting at the tip which faded to smoothness about eight inches down. She could see thin, faintly glowing purple veins just beneath the fleshy surface, pulsating rhythmically with the creature’s heartbeat.

Agatha softly gasped, removing the toy from herself and tossing it aside.

“Hello, gorgeous,” she said.

The tentacle felt out her foot, traced her ankle, and began caressing its way up her calf. She trembled as it slid over her thigh and trailed slime. It explored boldly, working inward until it found her pussy. The tip ran up and down the wet, twitching line of it, teasing her folds and making her achingly empty hole quiver.

“There it is,” she encouraged, though she knew she went unheard. “Mmm, there you go.”

Agatha expected to be swiftly filled as was typical of tentacles. She was used to such roughly-pumping appendages. For one to finish only for another to come through circle. Sometimes leading to being stretched around a deeply writhing mass of multiple; always leading to ending up leaking cum.

Instead, she watched as the end of the tentacle opened up into a sort of small, toothless, slick-dripping mouth. It latched onto her clit seconds later. Her head tossed back in time with a sharply sucked-in breath that released alongside a moan. A tight, warm, sucking sensation had the whole of her lower body shaking.

“Ngh—what are…fuck!”

The tentacle was relentless, ravaging Agatha’s clit. A tingling sensation spread out where it was attached. She felt the pleasure growing as it traveled down her legs and up her torso. It was a near numbness to all but where it mattered; she was hyperaware of her cunt. Leaking, twitching ceaselessly, on fire. She moaned louder and distantly wondered—but hardly cared—what the hell was in the tentacle’s fluids.

With her weak fingers gripping the sheets, Agatha lost herself to the intensity. Her hips squirmed and bucked. She cried out mindlessly, without words. Getting her clit sucked had never felt this good before. The constant action and whatever influence she was under had her head swimming and floating.

Agatha convulsed as she came, clit pounding in its confines. The tentacle continued to suck. A delirious giggling started to break up her wild moans. Waves of a prolonged orgasm crashed into her until she arrived at a second, near-blinding peak. She wailed, feeling fluid gushing from her, soaking the towel beneath her. It was only then that the tentacle released.

Panting and whimpering, Agatha tried to right herself in her own mind while her body screamed for more. Her clit felt more swollen than it ever had been, hot and throbbing madly. Her pussy was in much the same state as the last of her release dribbled out of her. The break didn’t last long. Seconds later, the tentacle was teasing aside her sensitive folds to find her hole.

“Ohhhh…oh, my—GOD!”

The word was punched out of her as the tentacle slammed in. Her pussy took it easily. Almost greedily; sucking it in and squeezing enough to practically conform to its shape. Her legs snapped open wider despite not needing to accommodate a body between them. It was a reflex. Instinct. Silent begging for a deep fucking. The tentacle quivered before beginning to thrust.

Agatha moaned as she felt the tentacle swell slightly inside her and increase its girth. The ridges ground into her as her insides pressed against it. Her heart hammered in her chest, echoed in the pulsing of her stretched walls. A mix of her fluids and the creature’s made a mess of her hole, audibly spurting from her with every plunge.

The pace became crazed. A rough, quick pounding. Agatha whined, breaths gasping from her open mouth. The frantic undulation of the tentacle was mesmerizing. She watched it reel back and slam forward, oozing along its entire length with some natural lubrication. Her pussy clenched, milking it; she needed that cum. The creature began to throb hard inside her, the veins glowing brighter.

But all at once, as the tentacle fully sheathed itself and stilled, Agatha knew something was different. Round shapes were visible in the inner organ as they travelled along the slick, twitching length. She barely had time to process it before the first popped into her. Eggs, her hazy mind supplied. The thing was laying eggs inside her. It should have scared and disgusted her, but it felt amazing.

Agatha’s gaze fixated on the monstrous appendage lodged in her cunt as she was filled with countless eggs. She could feel each one moving through the tentacle before joining the rest in a rapidly growing mass. There was no end to them in sight. Breathing hard, she watched her stomach start to bulge with them.

“Fuuuuuuck!” she moaned, eyes rolling from the alien sensation.

More and more eggs pressed in and filled whatever space they could find, clearly an amount that another of the creature’s species was designed to take. What did it know, or care, about human limits? Agatha’s belly distended; round, heavy and strained. She moaned and shook with ecstasy, but the mounting danger won over her greedy pussy.

“S-stop can’t—ahhh, take anymore!” she cried, doing her best to reach for the tentacle and possibly pull it out.

Luckily, the creature seemed spent. With a few final twitches, it slithered out of her. Agatha panted, half hoping that she would feel that delicious mouth on her clit again. But instead, the magenta light faded.

The tentacle was gone.

Agatha lay there for a while with her stomach full of eggs, whimpering as they shifted with her heaving breaths. They needed to come out. But first, she needed to cum. Her used body ached for it; the monster aphrodisiac pumping through her was the likely culprit, keeping that incessant pulse in her cunt despite her situation.

She reached for her vibrator that had miraculously stayed on her bed through her thrashing. A buzzing sound filled the air as she turned it on, angling it around her belly to rest on her still-pounding clit. The pleasure was a shock and she choked on her moan.

Agatha’s thighs trembled, pouring sweat. She gasped as something moved inside her. One of the eggs pushed through her passage, squeezing out of her hole with a wet pop. And damn did it feel good coming out. A second followed it, making Agatha whine. She continued to tease her clit, moaning as more eggs parted her twitching folds and gathered on the bed.

Heat engulfed Agatha’s pussy; everything—inside and out—throbbed hard. She had been filled to bulging with cum before, reveled in feeling copious seed dripping down her legs as she limped to the bathroom to deal with it. But nothing would ever rival these eggs; the stretch of them as her hole’s ecstatic twitching squeezed them out. They started to come faster, lining up so one could begin its exit right after the last.

“Mmmm! Keep coming…keep coming,” she chanted, grinding the vibrator harder against her clit. “Fuck, fuck—ahhhh!”

Nothing could have prepared Agatha. As she came, a flood of eggs escaped her. Quick, rhythmic expulsions in time with the rapid clenching and releasing of her insides. Her hips rose off the bed from the sheer, intense pleasure of the sensation, heels digging into the mattress. The eggs landed beneath her, plopping wetly onto the saturated towel. She kept cumming, a string of orgasms brought on by that sweet stretch.

Agatha dropped, empty—as far as she knew. She lay among a mess of fluids and monster eggs, her stomach having returned to its normal size. Her body still buzzed with the small amount of aphrodisiac still in her system and she mindlessly pawed at her sopping cunt, jolting with pleasured aftershocks and moaning weakly.

Somewhere in the haze, she resolved to find a way to make the spell locate the portal somewhere of her choosing. Now that she had just begun a list of creatures she wanted to revisit, after all.

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#ash originals #text #spicy #terato #exophilia #monster love #monster lover #tentacles #ovipositor #oc:agatha

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one-time-i-dreamt · 5 months

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There was a very old woman sleeping next to me in my bed. somehow I knew she was going to kill me, so I went into my parents room to tell them. I was going to wake them up but then stopping out of fear they’d be mad. Idk what that says about me, but the old woman grew a tentacle arm and killed me in the end and I woke up in a cold sweat.

#dream #text #November 18th 2023 #murder tw #death tw #parents #body horror #tentacle #queueueueueueueueueueueueueue

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atlas-nsfw · 7 months

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Everyone wants to know what sort of monsters you like but I am curious, does anyone have a monster that they just don’t vibe with?

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arowrath · 5 months

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i love asexuals cuz half of the aces i know are like Do not speak the word sex in my presence (totally fair) and the other half are like, really into tentacles

#text #half joking. but i feel like a strange number of aces i know are really into tentacles

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septimusmoonlight · 3 months

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Anonymous: more ideas of things invading your body,, snakes and eels living in your womb, making you look heavily pregnant. feeling it move around inside you,,,, nghh

Oh fuck yes anon let’s go

Imagine:

- Being tied up, upside-down, and having water pumped into your womb before eels are funneled in, every single one of them squirming tightly together while the funnel is removed from you. Your cervix closes up so that none of them can escape as your belly shifts, taut with water but swaying with the motion of the eels. The people having fun with you use their hands to gently shift the round distension back and forth; the weight of the water hanging off of your frame makes the motion torturous enough, but when it agitates the eels you can’t help but moan obscenely, feeling them thrash around inside.

- Accidentally falling into a snake’s nest in a cave while you’re out on a walk. You’re worried that the snakes are venomous, at first - but when the snakes all overpower you and leave you unable to resist while they slither towards your pussy, you know you should be worried about something else. Working as a collective, the snakes manage to get your clothes out of the way, and it’s over the moment the first one slides into your pussy and through your cervix, happily exploring your warm uterus. The entire massive knot of snakes is going into your womb, and as much as you want to resist, there are just too many of them to fight off…and it feels good, the snakes stretching you open in such a nice way and the feeling of snakes pressing against your inner walls surprisingly hot. You can watch your belly swell and squirm with the mass of bodies inside of you, and by the time they’re all in you look pregnant with triplets.

- A vine monster in the woods knocking you onto your hands and knees and ripping your clothes off to expose your pussy. It probes you almost gently at first, as if testing the waters - then quickly starts forcing more and more vines into you, easily reaching your cervix and prying it open by force. tendril by tendril, it slides its entire form deep, deep into your body, compressing and coiling and shifting as it tries to get comfortable, and you’re left a shaking, dripping mess on the forest floor by the time it’s entirely inside of you. Your belly hangs low and large enough that it presses into the ground beneath you while you feel the vine monster slide tendrils down your fallopian tubes to afford itself more space.

- A concept I’ve read about elsewhere - going swimming and feeling a small, narrow fish quickly squirm in between your swimsuit and your skin. You don’t know what the hell would compel a fish to do that, at first, but it quickly answers your question by slipping into your pussy and through your cervix without warning. It takes you so off-guard that you can’t help but moan - and you can’t resist when more and more fish start joining the first, only barely able to keep yourself afloat while the shoal uses your vulnerability to its advantage. By the time you can get back to shore, your belly is swollen with small, lumpy bodies, all squirming and twitching restlessly inside of you.

- An absolutely massive slug somehow sliding and squeezing its way into your womb to lay its eggs and let them hatch. There was already a bump in your belly when it slid in, but when the eggs start to hatch and grow, you grow with them. You birth a few of the new slugs at one point, the slime making your hole into a sloppy mess while they crawl out of you, but the rest of them stay with the first - and lay eggs of their own. The cycle continues like that, generations and generations of slugs breeding and growing inside of you, your midsection swelling beyond reason. A few slugs from every batch of eggs escape your body to live elsewhere, but the rest have taken up your womb as their home…and you can’t get them out, continually growing and growing…

#Originally posted May 2nd 2020 #asks #anonymous #my writing #nsft text #patreon.com/septimusmoonlight #preg #forced preg #body invasion #cervix penetration #ovi #slugs and snails #bugs #tentacles

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peachybytes · 1 year

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There’s so much you can do with experimentation kinks. There’s the classic hooked up to a fucking machine and coming 24/7 but have you considered. Scientists getting off on the sight of you, dripping and flustered and horny. Watching them touch themselves, smirking, smug, while you’re still strapped to the operating table, groaning but unable to touch yourself. Scientists fucking each other, fondling themselves, fondling you. The general horny, flirty atmosphere at the lab, where cocks are always bulging through pants and nipples always peeking through lab coats. And don’t even get me started on all the aphrodisiacs they’re cooking up (and testing!!)

All in the name of science, of course…!

#nsft #queer nsft #NSFT text #experimentation kink #science kink #just peachy!#no but like I could go on… different key cards for different floors #different floors for different kinks #hypno.. tentacles.. monsters…. etc etc #maybe like. if u make more machines that fuck your subjects good #or u recruit more test subjects #you get rewarded by accessing more floors..

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ash-rigby · 7 months

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Imagine being restrained and gently fucked by a female tentacle monster, her sweet voice reverberating in your mind as she marvels at how good you feel inside; warm and twitching around her aphrodisiac-secreting tentacles. Squeezing and sucking her in. How tight you get when you cum. She could keep this up all night.

#text #spicy #terato #exophilia #tentacles #monster lover #monster girlfriend #imagine #monster imagine #monster girlfriend imagine #there's a distinct lack of female tentacle monsters in this community and it's CRIMINAL

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leseggian · 2 years

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just imagining being tangled up by a tentacle monster and just watching eggs slowly pass up it’s ovipositor one by one, feeling each one press into my cervix and into my womb, just feeling both excitement and relief when i finally get one in and see even more are coming <3

i just get so fuzzy minded i can’t even suck on the tentacle in my mouth feeding me aphrodisiacs, but the tentacle monster doesn’t mind! it strokes my growing tummy affectionslly with one tentacle as the tentacle in my mouth just goes deeper down my throat, and all i can do is give a choked out sound of pleasure as i drool over it.. it just starts pumping the aphordisiacs it’s feeding me directly into my stomach, i can’t even enjoy the taste anymore but it’s not like my blissed out mind even realizes that, it just feels so warm and good…

who even knows when i’ll be done in this state, theres still a lotttt of eggs to be laid in me right now, judging by the fact that the constant stream of eggs coming down the ovipositor is not letting up- and that’s not even mentioning the eggs that are now coming down along the length of the tentacle in my mouth now, too! the tentacles coiled around me are soothing me by stroking me, they must be so happy how good an incubator i am… the only sounds i’m able to muster are some overstimulated gasps and mewls when a particularly big one passes through either of the tentacles~

#c’s musings #horn #terato #nsft #nsft text #nblw nsft #wlw nsft #gender neutral #(? sorta)#tentacles (tm)#ovi #tw oviposition #nsft breeding #monsterfucking #dumbification #uhmmm am i forgetting any of my tags lol

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krsc2 · 7 months

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