The Tentacle Monster Part 1 by Nemisis321

A literotic sexstories: The Tentacle Monster Part 1 by Nemisis321 ,
Things go wrong and in a hurry…
Yes, I’m a tentacle monster. Well, not really, see, I’m really a human, a soldier, spec ops, or was rather. I was selected for a special test, they were trying to enhance soldiers with animal dna and gene therapy. Octopus was used for its regeneration and camouflage ability, there were a host of other things involved but I didn’t care to listen, I was too busy flirting with a scientist there. I was a true ladies man, I had slept with her friend and through reputation, she was already wondering what it would be like to sleep with me, I hear I’m pretty good, or was. But that was all for not, for the experiment, which had gotten to the human testing phase successfully, went terribly wrong. I was injected and then went through an immense amount of pain, like I was being torn apart and being put back together, before I passed out. I woke up a few minutes later, exhausted, everything hurt, everyone looking at me in shock. I glanced around the room, there was a mirror in the room and I was shocked to see myself a large octopus like creature, well bigger than a normal octopus tentacles like a squid. I was jet black and had 2 longer thicker tentacles and 6 smaller thinner ones. I didn’t have a mouth but I screamed anyways, everyone in the room and even behind the sound proof glass covered their ears and was brought to their knees, I was screaming in their minds, I found out the hard way that I could only speak telepathically. I panicked and they approached to subdue me, but my scream woke something else in me. My other half, at least that’s what I call him, somehow in the transformation his conscientiousness joined mine. Its like having two people in one brain, not like schizophrenia were they switch, more like shared. It was then I realized I didn’t have much control over my body, I could feel it but had very little control, he took over and reacted ducking the guard and doctor with surprising speed and I yelled out again. This time the lights flickered and then went off, in this darkness I felt more at home oddly, and I could sense we could move much faster, my body controlled by my other half, whom I now have named Frank, took off. Somehow, we can join with the shadows and jump from one to another, this is how we escaped the facility and ran out of there as fast as we could, moved… however it is we move.

For days we ran, the military was searching for us. Frank doesn’t talk much, mostly primal I think, like hungry, hide, run, hungry, feed, rest. I figured he was the brawn, I, the brain. In this first few days, smells, sights, sounds, they were all different, all new. We moved from alleyway to alleyway dodging the light, sticking to the shadows. We would rest in places that were permanently dark, we eventually started moving at night, easier to hide. I slowly got used to the new senses I had. One scent in particular caught our nose, I began to notice it only women like perfume or something I couldn’t make it out really just new that smell meant a woman was near by, our eyes diverted to them constantly, and I could feel a want, almost a hunger for them. And it wasn’t just me, it was Frank too. We were both friends and enemies at first, we knew were stuck together, but when he started trying to pull women into the shadows, I tried to stop him, it became evident that I was merely along for the ride. He did listen to me at first, but then all he would say was ‘feed, hungry’ in his deep commanding dark voice. I told him we don’t eat people much less women but he just ignored me and moved on.

We got weaker though, moved less and less throughout the day, resting more, we both could feel the drain. We took a break in a little culvert in a dark ally that night. A woman wondered down that alleyway that night, alone, a hooker taking a short cut home. This time, Frank didn’t heed my words despite my desperate attempt but I soon gave in, exhausted and hopeless, our tentacles wrapped around her legs and pulled her in screaming into the culvert. I could feel myself become aroused, I tried not to look or feel but it wasn’t my choice. Our tentacles grew more sensitive, touching her skin was a whole new feeling, and arousing, like they were my cock and fingers oddly enough. Suddenly I understood what he was doing, we weren’t going to eat her, he was going rape her, we were going to rape her. I tried to stop him, but he wouldn’t and I was still too weak. A tentacle held down each arm and each leg, she was spread eagle on the concrete in her sexy little outfit, she wasn’t a top dollar whore but I bet she still made good money. She was wearing a short jean skirt, and I mean short, and pretty pink tank top that barely covered her B cups tits. Her brown-blonde hair was fanned out above her head. She had decent pale skin, brown eyes. I caught a wif of her perfume and sweat, and something else. It was then I also realized that the scent we caught was not perfume or body odor, it was the scent of her pussy. Meanwhile Frank went to work on her.

One main tentacle Frank shoved in her mouth to muffle her scream and caused her to gag, she bit down but our skin was too hard and that only made things worse for her as I could feel Frank get angry. I tired to clam her down and told her I’m sorry over and over again but that did little but make her panic as she couldn’t understand what was going on only hearing my voice inside her head. I could see the fear in her eyes and saw the reflection of a monster in them. I felt terrible, but I could also feel our need to do this to her. Our tentacles started to get slimy, as did the rest of our body now hovered over her using our powerful tentacles to lift up our body. The remaining three rubbed her all over, under her belly shirt, her skirt and panties, I could feel every inch of her soft skin and couldn’t help but feel aroused. We covered her body in our slime, head to toe. The other of our main tentacles slipped into her pussy slowly, she struggled but it didn’t matter, we were too powerful.

We pressed it inside her and went so deep we found the back of her pussy, I could tell she was in great pain but I didn’t care at this point, her pussy feeling even better that I could remember, I could feel every rib of it, every bit of its warmth and tightness. I didn’t know it but the feeding had begun. We must have been 8 inches in at least and 2 inches round. I could feel her pussy trying to clamp down and force us back but she couldn’t manage it. We began to fuck her in both her mouth and pussy, she was crying the whole time but her pussy relaxed a little as she knew it was helpless to fight us. I spoke to her and told it would be easier for her and more enjoyable if she relaxed and let us fuck her. She must have understood as she closed her eyes and relaxed her body, well mostly. I could feel her pussy get wet as we violated her. Soon I could feel her body tense up from the massive waves of pleasure we were sending through her even though it was forced, she moaned and sobbed around our cock as we pumped it in and out of her mouth and pussy cumming from it, her juices washed over our tentacle. The vibrations making the feeling even better as I could feel we were deep down her throat. I found myself trying to hump her and Frank gave me control over the main tentacle in her pussy, I fucked her at a steady tempo and made her cum again, I could feel her cum squeegeeing its way around our tentacle and out her now sopping wet hole.

We continued to fuck her as I could feel our build up happening too as the sack of our head began to fill with something, like my old ball sack, the pleasure waves built up there until we plunged into her deep and came for all our might. Not just the two main tentacles came, but all of them squirted a light blue, almost clear liquid all over, in and around her. She choked on it and the excess leaked out of her mouth and pussy she swallowed what she could to keep from drowning. It was the best cum I’ve ever had in my life, she came too as our hot cum sent her over the edge. Frank liked it too as I felt us relax as I could feel our sack was empty, well almost, it seems that we kept some of the liquid. We slowly withdrew every tentacle and eased into the shadows, leaving her there lying in the culvert covered in our blue liquid, still slightly sobbing, tears coming down her face. As we moved away, I heard her ask ‘where are you going?’ through her sobs as if she wanted more. We did fuck her good, even though it was rape…

We moved slowly, triumphantly at first and satisfied, but then I realized that she might call the police and people would be looking for us. We booked it about 5 miles and then rested. I asked Frank how we got strength from that. ‘Feed’ he said. I asked what did he feed on? Something inside her? ‘Energy’ was all he replied. I figured it must have been her sexually energy that we fed on. She looked exhausted but more from the sex than that kind of feeling when every ounce of energy is sucked out of you like when you’re sick. Since we didn’t choose males or pick up their scent or that of animals even, I figured it had something to do with sex. I asked him if we got her pregnant, but all he said was feed and energy. I figured that our hot cum was some sort of bio plasma produced from drawing the sexual energy out of her.

The raping continued for a few nights picking off stragglers and hookers filling our sack about a 6th full maybe. I picked up a few new tricks then too with the energy we collected. I could create a gas that would make the woman very suggestive, and sleepy, like rufies or something of that nature. I could also push images and feelings into her head, make it seem like my human version had seduced and fucked her. Made things much easier, except that we were still raping them in the alleyways. I told frank we needed to change tactics but he was stubborn, we kept up our raping in the alleyways for a few more weeks until one night. We were caught in act by someone and the chase was on, well for a few minutes, lost them pretty easily and Frank seemed to give into to the fact that I knew this world better than he did. So I told him to duck into a house near by.

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