Where Little Tentacle Monsters Come From

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This is intended to be a female version of the standard 'tentacle demon' motif. It also draws on themes from both the Cthulhu Mythos and the SubGenius Mythos. Enjoy.

(BTW, also, if I've accidentally left in any of my notes -ie. stuff like "move this", "reword this" etc.- please leave a comment informing me)


In a remote stretch of Himilayan forest Yavin Yeti finished tracing the magical seal upon the ground in a large clearing. He burnt the ritual sacrifice of cabbages and newborn mice and began the incantation described in the Book of Neuronicus

From the center of the magic circle arose what looked like a tree made out of flesh, twelve feet across, and fourteen feet tall, extending long 'roots' like enormous serpents a yard across at their bases and covered all over in orifices; it was crowed with four squat but similarly formed 'branches' as well as a tangle of twisted horns reaching dozens of feet high

Yavin bowed down in homage, "Hail Shub-Niggurath, Black Goat of the Woods with a Trillion Young"

"Whyyy have you summoned me?" the voice of the goddess, came like a loud whisper or a whistling wind, it appeared to originate from the orifices in the upper branhes, whic disgorged roe as they spoke, but sounded like it was coming from everywhere at once, like they had been spoken at the edge of the universe and were now converging in on the goddess's organs of speech and oviposition.

"I wish only to make an offering" replied Yavin

Suddenly he felt his testicles being constricted as if being squeezed by an invisible hand

"You could never produce an offering suitable even to justify even my speaking to you now"

"My lady, I have not come alone or unprepared..."

When Yavin felt the goddess release his testicles he scrabbled away from the magic cirle to a table he had preared and returned bearing an ornate urn, which he tipped out onto the eggs that Shub had disgorged, slowly pouring a layer of thick semen to coat the goddess' roe.

"A start..."

"Only the start, yes," Yavin gestured at the small menagerie of animals, of all sizes and all male, which he had with great difficulty brought with him to this remote place.

"Approach me"

The cages swung open of their own accord and the animals inside stampeded towards the orifice laden appendages in an unnatural frenzy. As each animal located a hole of approriate size and began frantically humping it, thrusting its penis in again and again or roughly frotting its cloaca if it didn't have one the central trunk began to shudder. Yavin approached the goddess, her body was dotted with pudenda just like her limbs, including three large vaginas arranged radially, stretching nearly her entire height, between which sat the orifices of more normal size. Yavin brushed aside the eggs that lay in the area between two of the three great slits, eggs in which the embryos were already starting to resemble distorted yetis - as well as lions, elephants, wolves, yaks and the other species with which he had filled out the initial offering - and stepped into the cleared space. By this time the erection of his one-eyed monster had reached cyclopean proportions; He greatfully plunged it into one of the outer goddess's more normal sized openings. As he thrust into the one receptacle, he spread his arms out and pressed his fingers between the folds of two others while at the same time licking at a third.

The sensation was heavenly, the eldritch tunnel he now occupied gripped his shaft more perfectly than anything he had ever before experienced. For this reason Yavin's load embarrassingly escaped him after only a minute or so but he was granted the otherworldly stamina to to continue on without pausing.

Meanwhile at Yavin's feet, the eggs were beginning to hatch, disgorging tiny bizarre homonculi of the species whose seed had fertilized them. The females shared their mother's lower body while the males were each posessed of a thick bundle of writhing, tentacle-like penises between their legs, and all of them were horned. Immediately the males set to work at the tasks of mating their sisters and devouring each other while the females rooted around and located nipples around the bottom of their mother's central trunk, sometimes biting her and licking up the ichor that flowed out if they couldn't find a teat. As the young ate, they grew,; the males grew faster than the females, some reaching three or four feet of height within the first hour and Becoming enraged on discovering that their still eight-inch tall sisters could no longer accomadate them. The male young then turned their attention, therefore, to their mother, who writhed in pleasure as her sons filled the orifices ringing her central mass, each one filling a dozen of their mother's tunnels.

A horned yeti came up behind Yavin, grabbed him by the arm wrenched him away from the outer goddess and effortlessly flung him sidelong into the collection of animal cages and ritual equipment at the outskirts of the clearing just as he was reachig yet another climax; his sperm shooting into the air as he sailed into the gathered ritual equipment.

Its sire out of the way, the young demigod took up his place against his dam. His penises fanned out and each squirmed inside of one of his mother's dripping slits, each rythmically pumping in sequence into one of the slick, velvety tunnels writhing sensuously inside of the great goddess in contrast to Yavin's base thrusting motions and continually spurting fluid, even between the periodic orgasms when the demigod, shuddering, would release quarts of semen into its mother from each of its myriad phalluses. As her dark young gleefully mated her, Shub's writhing waxed in intensity until finally she spasmed and released a blast of psychic energy as she hit a powerful climax. The mortal animals still breeding her paused and howled in pain, but the dark young continued on without pause.

A second shockwave of psychic energy shot across the landscape this time stunning every terrene creature within a half a mile of the clearing, and causing many of the mortal males still occupied at the periphery of her body to fall down dead, bleeding from the ears and eyes. Yavin wasn't sure, but he thought that he saw a massive creature, composed of the combined features of the assembled males and covered with tentacles upon all sides, emerge from one of the goddess' three radial birth canals and dart off into the sky just before the goddess and everything within the radius of her roots vanished from this plane, creating a vacuum that sucked Yavin into the center of the magic circle, where he passed out buried under a pile of ritual paraphernalia.

Three days later Yavin regained consciousness. He hurt all over and his white fur was stained red with blood in many places. Pain shot through his right leg and arm, in particular. The leg was broken and the arm was dislocated. He spent an hour trying to get his shoulder back into it's socket before crawling slowly back to his dwelling to recover.

End


Notes:

-This is intended to be a female version of the standard 'tentacle demon' motif

-It occurs to me that there is a bit of an oedipal thingg going on in the second half, (where the hybrid tentacle yeti violently throws Yavin asode and takes his place mating with Shub); this was not intended specifically as such but was rather included because summoning the outer gods should not be safe, even for lesser mythical creatures

-Yavin Yeti's first name was made up in an effort to come up with a name that alliterated with "Yeti" and sounded unusual while still sounding like a name. It was only after I had developed this character a good deal in my head that I realized that subconsciously I had gotten the name from a planet in a science fiction movie.