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Tentacle Delights

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Shin

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Emerald stretched her arms out over her head, her naked body on show. It was about time she'd had a vacation and explore the universe was, admittedly, one of her favourite activities to undertake, walking with a sway to her large, voluptuous hips, a smile on her lips. Brushing her way past leaves, she giggled light-heartedly, revelling in the opportunity to leave her normal life behind, everything hanging out in the open where she could never have normally have done that.

Oh, how times changed...

Of course, the scenery of the jungle planet, the air thick with damp humidity, was something to be enjoyed too. That was just why she'd chosen to go nude on a planet that was entirely abandoned, taking attention away from her gem, the part of her eye that always drew attention when she was clothed and in her normal position as a high-standing officer in the Gem army. Humanoid but not human, her green skin told that tale as much as her huge breasts, both singularly larger than her head, her narrow waist completely hidden by her colossal bust.

Emerald smiled to herself, droplets of moisture collecting on her tits as they rolled down her flesh and around her nipples, the throbbing nubs pert and ready for attention even then. The true eye-catcher, and a part of her that she was especially proud of showing off, was her cock, showing her shape shifting body to be naturally embodying two sexes, even though she preferred using female pronouns for ease. It didn't matter what Gem's called themselves, not really, as long as everyone was clear about it, a relaxing of formalities that she had embraced whole-heartedly when it had come into play on a wider scale across the galaxy.

However, she was there to relax and have fun and what better fun was there for her than in exploring a planet that she'd never even set foot on before? The ruins loomed before her, inscribed with runes that she could not help but trail her fingers over, ancient rock crumbling beneath her touch.

"Curious..."

She was too curious for her own good but Emerald had always been such, letting her breasts lead the way into the heart of a civilisation that was long gone, although she knew well enough for herself too that there was always something left behind to be coveted. Whether treasure or something more physical, the smirk in her lips as she brushed through vines and entered the depths of the ruins, a tunnel leading underground, told a tale of which one she'd rather it was.

Barefoot, she cared not for the lives she passed over, making her way deeper, a torch in hand, burning and flicker. It was so very much more traditional than using technology and Emerald giggled at the archaic nature of it, although she was there for the experience and not the comfort. Dancing shadows made patterns on ancient walls, dripping with moisture and moss, and she paced deeper and deeper, curious simply as to where the tunnel amongst the broken-down walls and towers led. At first, she didn't realise that the vines lining the walls were growing thicker, dotted with pink blossoms, but they were the sort of flower that would have lured in anyone, the petals delicately marked and curled as if they were only just unfurling after sleeping the night. Emerald's tongue swept over the space between her lips, eyes alight, skin quivering. But why were there flowers underground?

Oh, she'd hit the jackpot and it was all she could do not to squeal, falling prey to simpler times and instincts, passion rising through as the vines twisted and turned into one another. She set the torch into the wall, a handy bracket from times long gone by permitting her a small comfort that may have otherwise not been present. Thicker and heftier than she could have imagined, the clasped her hands between her breasts as her eyes grew wide, pushed up onto the balls of her feet as her tits swayed forward, drawing attention to the size and state of them even if one had not been particularly looking.

But anyone with half a mind to them would have known well enough that a tentacle monster was always looking for that manner of arousal. They trembled as if pumped up full of something other than sap and the life-force of plants, the bodies of them turning more strikingly orange, a light veining patterning some that could have been for something erotic or simply for the transport of essential fluid and nutrients to all the important parts of the plant. Emerald smiled softly, lips parted, though her heart leapt into her throat. As if it could have possibly been the latter!

"Oh, and I thought this was a deserted planet..."

Emerald purred, licking her lips, her breasts bouncing as she gave a little jiggle just for the pleasure of the mass of tentacles, quivering and questing for her as they curled around her angles, tickling up higher and higher with every passing moment. They knew what she wanted, perhaps in the pounding drive of her heartbeat as she lay down over them, though the spread of her legs would have chased all manner of doubt from anyone's mind - that was, of course, if she cared all that much about the opinions of anyone else. And Emerald had never been the sort to pay all that much stock in the opinions of smaller, less significant life forms than herself.

The tentacles were just as glorious as she had imagined they would be as she lifted a tentacle to her mouth and kissed it, the others eagerly roaming her body, crawling over her like the feast to be enjoyed that she was in that moment. Fingers closing around the tentacle in her hand, she murmured her appreciation to it, the rest massaging her body, twisting and turning into one another in such an erotic swathe that it was impossible to tell where one ended and the next began. Paying the most attention to her breasts and her cock, of course, they spiralled around her huge shaft, bobbing and flexing in time with each beat of her heart, sending blood to far more important parts of her body.

Yet Emerald was only getting started as she arched her back and thrust into the entrapment of the tentacles, eager for more, a quicker pace than they were, so far, set on giving her. They shuddered as if understanding her play, what she truly wanted, the Gem's mouth hanging open in such an alluring way that they could not help but respond. One tentacle rose, curved like the body of a serpent poised to strike, although the tip was only slightly narrower than the main body of the tentacle, only widening more where they disappeared into the darkness. That suited her fine though and especially so as it thrust wantonly into her mouth, a muffled squeal rising from her lips even as she immediately suckled on it, hips bucking and grinding, seeking out something that she had been wanting from the mere moment she had stepped foot on vacation territory.

Even a general like her, after all, had to have some downtime occasionally and what better way to get that than to be fucked silly? The tentacle slammed into her mouth, taking its cues from her muffled cries, the sway of her tits, wobbling and jiggling as the tentacles swarmed her. Too easily, it thrust into her throat but Emerald knew how to handle a randy tentacle plant after all her years, moaning luxuriously as she slurped along the length, tongue swirling around the tip as it drew back.

She giggled faintly, light vibrations of mirth trembling down the length of the tentacle. Didn't it know that it didn't have to be so gentle with her? She was a Gem! She didn't break so easily! She took what she did because she would crumble - no! She took it because she _wanted_it.

Bobbing her head, she took her time even as she increased the pressure, the vines responding as they teased her nipples, suckling them into mouth-like tips that pulsed and squeezed, sending erotically electric tingles through her body. Some smaller, more tender vines shot out from the mass to take over, curling around her nipples and massaging her breasts, though even Emerald had to admit that her bouncing, gorgeous tits were rather a lot for anyone to handle, let alone a mass of tentacles that she had stumbled upon and demanded the attention of. The slick tease of the tentacles across her body would have been more than enough to send her into a squealing stupor of unrestrained lust but the tentacles sliding up the length of her cock, grinding and almost frotting her, were what tipped her over the edge.

Tensing, she bucked her hips, head thrown back, the tentacle coming with her. Why, oh, why didn't they just give her what she wanted? Her pupils dilated with lust as she moaned wantonly, slurping down the length of the tentacle teasing into her throat, her gag reflex pretty much non-existent after the course of so much sexual pleasure in her life. That only served Emerald's needs all the better, however, as she thrust, demanding her pleasure from the tentacles even as they squirmed and hastened to obey.

They pushed harder, taking their cues from her as her lust grew and grew, sliding over and around her cock so that she was never without a dose of pleasure enough to make her head spin. Her nuts were treated to the same attention, testing out what she responded to the most, her eyes rolled back, the strain in her neck uncomfortable - and yet Emerald would not have changed her thrown-back position if it had been outright painful. Lust coursed through her, more potent than any liquor, and she grunted and squealed around the tentacle pounding her mouth, letting it all ramp up tenfold.

There was no time for the soft and the sweet when she knew, already, that she could demand the tentacles to fill her over and over again, wanting to experience everything multiple times over as something sweet spurted from the very tip of tentacle in her mouth. Those lavishing attention on her nipples and cock squeezed down hard as if something was coming and she redoubled her efforts, humping and moaning like a whore in a brothel who was so sex-starved she was very nearly out of her mind. Truly, when Emerald went too long without a good fucking and filling, she did get like that, though it was a side of her she tried not to show too often in her line of work. That was just what made her downtime all the sweeter.

Yet not even she could have imagined just how quickly the tentacles would climax, the sweetness of their fertilising seed flooding her mouth all of a sudden as she pressed her lips down around them as hard as she possibly could. She wouldn't have wanted to let a drop go to waste if she had anything to do about that but they shuddered and thrust so erratically that she had to grab at them, hungrily feeding it into her mouth as it shot its load. It was just the first of many as the original tentacle that she'd been caressing lay over her arm, waiting its turn so very patiently that one would have been a fool to consider them to be anything other than a highly sentient being.

The flood of cum spilling into her mouth could not have been anything else, however, regardless of the distinct lack of a thicker, muskier taste, a lighter one driving her on to suckle down every last drop. She couldn't have stopped herself if she'd tried, moaning and whimpering, begging for more - yet it was that more that the tentacle monster was set to deliver to her in spades, squeezing her tightly within the grip of its writhing masses as if, even then, it didn't want to take the chance of it escaping.

As if she would leave so swiftly. Emerald groaned as the stream tapered off, not having taken note of how her chest heaved for breath prior, the tentacle slipping back from between her lips as she gave it a last kiss, slick juices drooling off her lips as she hungered, already, for more.

"So sweet..." She murmured, licking off her lips and the tentacle too for good measure, not letting anything she could reach go to waste. "But I'm sure you've got more for me there, big boy."

One could have said that the tentacles had less say in the matter than ever before but Emerald was not to worry about any of that as they turned her over, suspending her in midair so that she was facing down. The flame of her torch danced and flickered, crackling as they ate up the source, enough light, however unreliable, remaining for her to twist around lustfully, wanting to see every last detail as the tentacles slid over her hugely round arse.

They would not have taken "no" for an answer with a Gem as lustful as Emerald (regardless of her own demands and needs for pleasure) and it was really on as she took another tentacle in her hand, holding it lovingly even as the roughness of the encounter twisted into fresh life. The thickest tentacle yet rammed up deep in her arsehole, pushing deeper and deeper, squirming up through her insides and chasing all manner of rational thought from her mind. Speared on such raw, lustful sensation, there was nothing Emerald could call to mind even them but a moan as her tits swung beneath her, tongue poking out of her mouth in a swill of drool, eyes barely seeing anything before her. She didn't need to see, however, for the pleasure that was to cum, wriggling into the embrace of the tentacles as she closed her hand on the one sliding over her palm, grinding back and forth as if, even then, it was taking a hand-job from her, taking pleasure in every inch of plant-flesh it had to boast.

"Yes... Yessssss!"

Emerald moaned and howled and threw her head back, hair rustling as the tentacles combed through it, their orange expanse throbbing for her attention. They rammed up into her anal passage with wild abandon, thrusting and grinding, upping the pressure as the shaft of them widened just to see how much she could take. Her mouth was not destined to be empty either for all that long as another crammed itself eagerly between her lips all over again, teasing into her throat. No one could hold their breath in the name of sex like Emerald and her whimpering whines around the length of delicious tentacle filling her mouth were all of pleasure as she arched her back, desperate for more.

Neither were the tentacles stimulating her heaving breasts idle at all as they twisted around and massaged, grinding into her as if they were seeking pleasure in a more unorthodox fashion than ever. Yet their true intentions were seen soon enough as they visibly throbbed and pulsed, spending a heady load of cum on her breasts, painting her with the sweetness of them. Emerald moaned but the tentacles had her wrapped up so warmly and tightly that she couldn't get her hands down to rub it into her tits, languishing in the attention they gave her, pleasure ramping up as her cock throbbed.

Smearing cum into the warm flesh of her tits, the tentacles squeezed and slid between her breasts again, pumping up between them like a very literal dick-shaft, wanting more and not even needing any time to recuperate between orgasms. Even through her haze of lust, sex addling her mind, Emerald shuddered. That was good to know. In fact, that was very good to know.

The tentacle in her arse was what dominated her attention, however, matching its thrusts to the twining wrap and stroke of the tentacle around her cock, pleasure overwhelming her. Yet she wanted to be overwhelmed to the highest order, bred and fucked and made to moan until she was nothing more than a silly slut, cock throbbing and pulsing, drooling out massively thick globs of pre-cum, more so than she thought she'd ever spent before. Her slick arousal poured out over the tentacles, driving them mad, twisting and writhing, pumping her cock as if all they wanted was her seed, her thick cum.

Well, she was a treat even if she could not cry out her encouragement and pleasure with a tentacle-cock rammed up into her mouth, thrusting and sliding over her tongue as she slurped it up with the lust of a true breeding whore. That was all she needed, to be fucked and filled, yet her passion was insatiable and she doubted, with a shudder of glee, that the tentacles even knew what they were getting into.

She tried to twist her head down to press her cheek to the tentacles thrusting between her jiggling tits even if it was a lost cause, her throat pounded, bulging with a hot length of vine-cock that she would not have given up for the world. Pulsing with need, she thought it would be the one in her mouth that was the next to climax but it seemed to be the ones between her tits, thrusting with the ravenous need of a creature denied, that were closer than ever, trembling faintly in the seconds before climax, the explosion imminent.

Swimming in lust, she moaned around the tentacle in her mouth as it climaxed too, ramming down her throat so that its seed was poured down where it belonged, the ones between her tits thrusting madly, painting her breasts, her face and her neck with a hefty dose of seed. Why, Emerald may even have said that they were more productive than even she was as her anal ring clenched down desperately around the thick length in her backside, hitting all the right spots as she whimpered without the breath to do so.

She couldn't hold back anymore, the dam bursting with a shriek as her cock erupted, blasting the tentacles with a sea of cum, squirming and dancing all over her as if they were trying to paint themselves with as much of her seed as was physically possible. Glistening and gleaming with her orgasmic fluids, a creamy dousing, they increased the fervency of their attention, the cock in her throat pulsing, dropping more and more cum down her throat as her belly filled pleasantly with the warmth of it. Yet it was not enough, not what she needed, grinding back anxiously on the tentacle in her backside, wanting it, wanting that final creamy filling, the sweetness of it pouring up into her in the way that she so very desperately craved.

And then it came in a throb and a pulse, the tentacles seeming to groan as they rammed in hard and fast, their frantic pace not even slowly as they forced her orgasm on, shot after shot of heady seed flooding her arse. More than she could ever have imagined, she squealed and climaxed all the harder, trying to buck her hips as she squeezed the one tentacle that she was holding onto as if her life depended on it. She may have climaxed again or the tentacles may have climaxed again, but all Emerald knew was that she was covered in sexual fluids, arousal dripping from her, her tits gleaming and stained and marked in the very best of ways.

The tentacle fucking her backdoor entrance, however, was nowhere near done with her as yet throbbing and twitching, even twisting a little back and forth as if it was trying to give her the most pleasure possible. Yet it didn't stop there as it shoved all the way through her, pressing up more and more, through her guts, vibrating with need. She was not expecting it even as she twisted her head back and forth, passion driving her on, needing it all.

So much... So much...

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Even her thoughts in the moment were broken and fragmented, although no one could have blamed her for being so needy, her cock throbbing powerfully as the tentacles wrapped around squeezed it fervently. The tentacles needed her and her body as much as she needed them, her breasts heaving as she wantonly fixated on the force of the tentacle twisting through her body. Unlike a human, such a viciously lustful act would not harm her at all, which was just another benefit to being a Gem, her eyes half-lidded and desperate, wanting it wanting it all.

Where there was more, she would take it for her own, letting the tentacle burst through her mouth in a shower of cum, pumping and grinding, her lips parted to allow it out. The one that had been filling her from her mouth end was forced out, although she was not loathe to see it go, given the best of both worlds as she hacked and gagged and made all manner of strangled noises, wanting it, wanting it all, wanting more.

Emerald's head swam. What was the more she was wanting? Her vision was taken up by the tentacle penetrating her entire body, her flesh speared on it in the very best way, arse clenching down. Flipped over onto her back with her legs lewdly spread, she begged for more without the luxury of words, head spinning, lust rising. Still, the tentacle pouring its load out onto her tits did not stop, thrusting and grinding, treating her body as nothing more than a lustful little hole to be fucked and broken. It was all she wanted, pleasure mounting, cock throbbing, aching for release all over again as she was given every last sordid little thing that she could ever have wanted.

A heavy, weighty tentacle teased between her breasts, which the other tentacles had pushed together presumably so that they were able to get the most stimulation out of her. It pumped and pounded as if it really was a cock solely after the best boob-job in the galaxy, grinding and wriggling, the flexible length even more erotic to Emerald than an actual cock would have been. And yet every one of the tentacles was a cock in their own right, another in her hand sliding back and forth, though she was not sure whether she was using it for some sense of stability in the heat of a particularly lustful moment or whether it was merely using her. Either one was hot, neither more erotic than the other in the nuances of the idea.

The tentacles at her tits could not contain themselves any longer, squirming in desperately through both of her nipples to fill her breasts, pumping and fucking them wantonly as if they were merely another viable hole to be filled. Kicking out and squealing, a tentacle wrapped around a flung-out wrist to keep her where they needed her to be, thrusting into her tits, pushing deeply. Yet what Emerald didn't know about them was that they had something to lay inside her, the tentacle thrusting between her breasts madly, a hot flow of cum marking her face and pouring over her tits, a splashing dose that most certainly could never have been considered wasted wherever it landed on her body.

Yet the tentacles were far from done with her, eager to show the Gem all that their lust could expend, her passion driving them on, funnelling several large bulges down the length of them into her breasts. They were the first to lay inside her, although it was not eggs that they deposited into her hyper breasts, the huge orbs of flesh the perfect breeding ground for their larvae, sent forth with a hefty dose of cum to cushion them.

Through a blaze of overpowering lust, her cock spending another orgasm in the process, Emerald gargled out a moan around the tentacle in her mouth, thrust all the way through her from her anal ring. She was barely present in the moment, sensation overwhelming her, wanting nothing more than to be where she was, a breeding-slut for the tentacles, her holes begging for it all, begging for more. Straining to look down at her tits as they inflated and heaved with what little breath she was able to draw sweetly into her lungs, she arched her back to make a more pleasing shape in the heat of the moment, more and more of the larvae-lumps travelling down the tentacles to fill her tits.

Milk leaked out of her nipples around the driving tentacles, working and thrusting to help the larvae along, and perhaps Emerald would have been surprised to find that she was having them laid into if not for her extensive knowledge of the galaxy and all that it contained. Such creatures were devoutly devoted to those with such passion in their hearts and her chest lifted proudly to be considered such a suitably whorish vessel, a hole to be filled and her tits chambers for the lustful little squirms of larvae.

There were two other huge orbs yet to be teased in such a manner, however, and the tentacles had so many larvae to lay that they could not possibly focus all of their attention on Emerald's breasts, another tentacle shoving its way into her cock down her urethra. It swelled inside her, forcing her to widen for the larvae to cum, bulge after bulge travelling down and even plumping out her cock as she whined and whimpered, though any noises of pleasure that she could have made were barely audible as her lust swelled with the rise of her tits and balls.

Those bulges were not larvae, however, but a cushioning of cum that would soften their arrival into the world, the tentacles not wasting any time as they climaxed inside her nuts, bloating them out grotesquely. If Emerald had thought before that they were obscenely huge she would have been sadly mistaken as the tentacles thrust straight down into her nuts, forcing load after load to cum into her, the tight confines of her cock better than any hole, even her arse. The tightness was exquisite and, on the receiving end, all Emerald could do was open and close her mouth desperately, pressing her tongue up to the underside of the tentacle twisting out of her mouth as, once again, it poured another load of cum straight over her tits, gleaming as they plumped up even further with squirming, eager clutches of larvae.

Dimly, she was aware of the tentacle in her nuts sliding back, allowing her a brief moment of respite from ardent lust, though there were still more tentacles looming, filling her vision, a threat to anyone that didn't want them to be there - yet who wouldn't have wanted to be filled and fucked? Yes, yes, yes - filled and fucked, filled and fucked! Emerald moaned as the tentacle in her mouth drew back, making its way back down through her guts, the one sliding out of her ardently twitching cock just in time to allow her to cum, spilling a hot, slick load out over the tentacles.

Moaning out loud, freed of some tentacles but not of others, the one in her anal passage finally making its way out and leaving her lewdly gaping like a brothel slut, Emerald panted heavily. Her lips remained parted, cock bobbing and jerking up as if to slap against her stomach in the throes of orgasm, her whole body trembling, the larvae that were already live in her breasts squirming and wriggling over and against one another. She might have been sitting up or she may have tipped to another orientation; none of that mattered as Emerald hung her mouth open for the tentacle beast set to fill her, cum spilling from her arse in a lewd and messy cream-pie that was only set to increase.

Emerald shuddered, letting out her loudest, longest moan yet. More, more... She needed more. They had to give her more, had to please her! She was so much stronger than they realised, lust rearing within her like a serpent preparing to strike. Didn't they realise that there was more they could do for her? Her arse was empty! How could they do that to her? Yet, even as she moaned, demanding all she craved in the rock of her hips, the Gem knew that the best was yet to come.

Finally, the tentacles did what she wanted them to, filling her vision from all sides, even blocking out that steadfast flickering point of flame that was the torch. It was terribly depleted and didn't seem like it would keep on burning for very much longer but it was at least one little thing that Emerald had clung to as she was fucked rampantly.

However, if she'd thought that the tentacles were fucking her before she would have been sorely mistaking, her moans swallowed up in a gasp as not one but three tentacles fought for dominance to shove their way up into her arse. The stretch was incredible and, mouth hanging open, it took her longer than she would have usually taken to realise that they had managed to all cram themselves inside her, ramming up hard and fast, stretching out her body as if it was nothing more than a toy for their use.

Emerald moaned, bucking and contorting as the tentacles worked their way up inside her, three bulging out her guts as her anatomy, thankfully so as a Gem, worked to accommodate them. She didn't even have to do anything at all as her body took care of that work for her, chest heaving, the tentacles questing, searching for that ultimate dose of pleasure. Sweat and cum trickled over her skin, mingling together whether the secretions belonged to her or the tentacles, and Emerald groaned, trying to rock up against the tentacles, to sweetly glean every last drop of sensation she could as the shifting, churning sensation of the larvae in her tits grew and grew.

Her moans were silenced though as they erupted through her mouth - but only two of them, filling her throat so the act of filling her lungs was denied to her, at least for the time being. She didn't need to breathe as frequently as a human and, frankly, Emerald's sexual prowess was unmatched and more than ready to hold her breath for a time without even thinking about it, hips working and grinding, trying, even then, to give the tentacles as much pleasure as possible. That was all she was there for, all they needed her body for, taking as much as she gave with her eyes glazed over, the world around her foggy as the scent of sex in the air intensified tenfold.

One of the tentacles, however, had stopped in her stomach to deliver more larvae into her, alive and squirming, pulsing with need, though it was a very different kind of need than the one that Emerald sought to seduce even then. Her belly bloated out obscenely, larger even than a single, heaving breast of hers and still growing, inflated and swollen with more and more larvae, her cock twitching as she sought to cum all over again. The lust was almost too much to bear even as another two tentacles fought and squirmed into her cock, forcing their way all the way down to her balls, although the stretch was greater than anything else.

There they sat and plumped out, delivering not cum but larvae into her nuts, which had already been prepared, duly, for the larvae to cum. It seemed that the tentacles had just wanted to let everything ramp up and become all the kinkier for them, or maybe they were feeding into Emerald's lust, feeling out what she needed, what she was demanding from them, more and more with every passing moment. She panted heavily, breasts heaving, but there was nothing in her that would have possibly have held her back as her balls bloated massively, churning and grumbling, the larvae within hardly idle as they took sustenance from the cum that was hers and the tentacles' alike.

The two tentacles wriggling through her mouth pumped out more and more cum, turning her world an odd shade of white, although all was as it was meant to be as Emerald gurgled a moan, humping and grinding, trying to arch back onto the tentacles with everything she had in her. Her belly was plumper than anything else, though it was hard to discern what part of her was her breasts, her stomach or her balls as she squashed together, one part of her swallowed up by the rest.

Her nipples seemed to squeeze around the tentacles in her breasts as they added more larvae still to her, forcing the flesh of her breasts to strain out to contain them. There was only so far that her tits could plump out with her skin still bulging to contain them, though the churning mass of larvae had to go somewhere, filling her stomach, her balls and her breasts all at the same time. The tentacles were far from idle, however, as they pumped her full, thrusting and grinding, forcing her to near enough blackout from the sheer volume of pleasure drowning out all else, cum pouring over her face as their pleasure was released. Though if she did lose consciousness it was merely to bring herself to a new high of pleasure back in the waking world, her lust hardly satisfied, still throbbing full-force.

Cum flowed into her mouth and yet Emerald could not swallow as they spent their lust on her, eyes rolled back, seeing nothing, knowing nothing other than the lust of the tentacles. They had so much to give her and, later, she would find that she could not be more thankful that she had found the ruins and the kinky treat they hid, pounded full, her body roughed up in the best of ways as they delivered dose after dose of pleasure to her body without a touch of pain. Her form stretched and moulded around the thick shafts as if they had always been meant to be there and Emerald gargled out her lust as she swallowed them down, trying to gulp even though there was no room to, belly spilling out and out and out while her cock throbbed.

More...

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Her head spun. She could take it. More than that, she needed it, needed it more than anything else, grunting wantonly as she lusted for the tentacles, all they were yet to give her.

More...

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Emerald twisted, sitting upright, her legs outstretched, the tentacles supporting her as they, very slowly, drew back from her mouth and throat, allowing her to breathe again, though she did not truly need to breathe like a human did. It was just a reflex, something that reminded her of the physical nature of it all, humping and grinding, her desire hardly touched. Yet her breasts did not even move all that much anymore with the sheer weight of so much cum and milk and larvae weighing them down, saucy trickles of milk flowing down her tits where the tentacles driving into her forced it out.

More... Please... More...

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Her body quaked, drowned in sensation, the need to climax building in her, a roaring, screaming need that clawed in the back of her mind. Her balls gurgled audibly with larvae and she giggled without actually making a noise, squeezing a tentacle in her hand, holding onto at least one part of the mass of lust as if that was the only thing that could possibly keep her rooted in a moment that threatened to sweep even her up and away forevermore.

But it was coming.

The tentacles left her slowly, so slowly that Emerald was barely aware, at first, that they had departed, so full and swollen was she. Her belly was not smooth at all but lumpy with larvae, her breath catching in her throat as they churned and wriggled about madly in her belly, breasts and balls, growing rowdier and rowdier by the moment, her eyes closed to contain the massive swell of pleasure.

"Ohhhh..."

Heavy and full to bursting point, there was only one thing left for her body to do as the tentacles, very slowly, slipped from her, even if they knew that that was not truly the end of it. Swollen and wriggling, Emerald moaned out loud, hips working, thrusting and grinding, the churning mass of larvae wriggling within her as if they wanted something - but what? What more could she given them with her body than what they were already taking from her so very lustfully and sweetly? The pounding force of them was no threat to her, bliss swamping her mind repeatedly.

Her head spun, barely with her senses, though all was to come to pass without any due explanation for her as the larvae, finally, squirmed and fought their way out of her, fat and slug-like, although they had the ribbing of worms or creatures of that manner. Slick with the seed that had brought them life in the first place and the slime of their birth, they squirmed from her shaft first of all, working their way up the length and bursting from the tip in a squealing mass, one after the other.

Emerald may have gasped but it was hard to say just how much noise she was actually capable of making right then and there as her parted lips birthed another sweetly squirming lump of larvae, followed by a dose of cum shooting through her cock, expelling those that remained in the cum-tube. Her nuts ached and churned and there was nothing for it than to let it all happen to her over and over again, her flow of seed helping more and more larvae out of her as her nuts throbbed desperately. Not because they wanted to be rid of the warm mass of larvae, of course, but with the erotic thrill of it all, her hair a sticky mess of cum and other fluids, lips parted in abject need as more and more spilt from her.

There seemed to be no end to them, though she couldn't have possibly suspected just how many the tentacles had pumped her full of, never having been with a tentacle monster quite like that before. Emerald's mouth may have hung open but there was only so many that could come out of her mouth at any one time, the smallest ones squirming out with a wickedly tickling sensation as they made their way out through her nostrils, the fine hairs there giving them no trouble at all. Yet it was her breasts that ached the most, heavier than ever, milk leaking out as her nipples throbbed, larvae pushing out of them with difficulty through her nipples with a grunt and a squeal that spoke of another life form. What they were Emerald could not have said right then and there but the stimulation of her tits was more than enough to force her to spurt out milk, her eyes half-lidded even as the pleasure mounted, her body forced through one never-ending orgasm as her cock twitched and throb, larvae spilling from her like globs of seed.

They were well taken care of, however, as they left her body, Emerald relaxing as her tits emptied, the tentacles scooping them tenderly up and leading them off on the adventure of life that was yet to come. In a way, she was sorry to see her breasts deflate so, yet it was all to be as it was, the squeezing massage of the tentacles helping her to release the larvae as the last ones flowed forth from her nipples, squirming and wriggling out as their bodies expanded in the freedom of the open air. The milky trickles that stained her breasts, however, were slow to fade as her arousal remained, need rising, pleasure coursing through her even as the pressure was eased down more and more.

She couldn't have stopped herself from climaxing, shooting cum and a spray of larvae as her mouth hung open, eyes glazed over and unfocused. If not for the tentacles supporting her she would have collapsed to the ground in a writhing mass of lust, grinding and twitching, her body but a vessel for the birthing of the larvae. Her balls ached and shot out more and more of them, flailing and wriggling, set to rights by the tentacles, but she was hardly with herself in the moment as she flooded the tentacles with cum, her head clouded in the very best of ways.

She could never be sure just how long it lasted but, when she came around, she was lying back, painted with cum and all manner of sexual fluids, the tentacles cradling her with her breasts and balls back to their normal size. Even her stomach was flat again and, with a wistful sigh, she ran her hand down the flat of it, wanting, in a way, to see it bulging with larvae all over again, her body aching and yearning to contain them all, to let her body be used as a vessel for their birth. What made up the matter of Emerald would make them all the stronger in the world but the tentacles, for the moment, appeared to be more than depleted, a light chuckle brushing her lips.

"To think you would be so keen to spend time doting on the pleasures of one such as me... Thank you."

Standing with a little shakiness, she hugged one of the biggest tentacles to her chest, squashed in between her breasts, and kissed another, letting it French-kiss her and slip inside her mouth, appendages twisting together as if they really were both tongues. But she could not stay forever, not even with such a lustful creature, and bid the mass of tentacles that had brought her mind and body such pleasure a fond goodbye as she left the tunnel, happily cream-filled with the torch, nearly burned out, in her hand.

Yet now that she had found a planet with such a kinky little being in it, she smirked and plotted the co-ordinates, lodging them in her mind so that, always, she would be able to find the tentacle monster when her needs became so great.

Grinning, Emerald skipped a step, breasts swaying voluptuously.

"I think I know where I'll be spending my vacations from now on!"