Tentacle Encounter!
This story is for you, meaning it will be from your point of view as if you are the character. This mainly is for females, and herms quite possibly, but mostly bent toward females. I once read a story like this, only it was for a male reader, and tried to find a story of this particular type for females, but I did not, so I wrote one! Kay sorry if I'm destroying your mood, here goes my first yiffy story!
It was a beautiful day, the sun showered your head and back with warm light as you drove down a bumpy dirt road. Eyes kept to the path of the jeep, you vaguely noticed the road was lined closely by thick vegetation. It went on like this for about half an hour before your destination appeared out of the tropical jungle. You pull up at an angle to the broken and vine covered steps of some old ruins, pull the parking break, take the keys out of the ignition, and get out of the jeep.
This was quite a place. Upon longer observation, you'd notice the many flowers and colorful plants calling this place home. Excited, you jog carefully up the stairs and through a half broken archway. You're reminded of how dangerous this place could be, how unstable. You carefully venture through a stone tunnel, and into a large room with 3 other tunnels and exits open to the air. I nice breeze blew through as you noted a newly installed plaque in the center of the room, information about the ruins to visitors, as well as rules about destroying the ruins.
You notice one of four staircases in the corners of the room, and decide to go down one. As you descend down into the dark room below, you stop to pull out your flashlight. Turning it on and shining it around, you study the new room. Tribal statues sat in alcoves are the edge of another large room. There was yet another plaque giving information to visitors positioned close to the middle of one of the walls. Light dimly found it's way down the four staircases. You would slowly and casually stroll around the room, stopping at the visitor plaque for a moment and skim over the large amount of text in several languages. Another minute of walking past the tribal statues of the god's they believed in would pass before you look at the empty center of the room. This was a huge ruin, there can't really just be two floors. Floating to the center of the room, you'd look around at the walls, trying to spot anything different that would give away a secret opening or something. Ah there was something! Just beside the stairs you had come down, there was a small archway with a wall about 2 feet behind it. These people did a horrible job of hiding this one. You begin to walk toward the entrance, though something stops you. Suddenly one of the old blocks of the floor slips from under your foot. Not expecting it, you whole leg falls into the hole it created. Your bottom hits the floor, and you roll sideways a little. More stones give way from underneath your bottom. You fall in more, wedging to a halt by your back and other leg. You kick your fallen leg in hopes of finding a solid surface, and you try to hold on your best, clinging to the nearby space a stone away between it and another stone. Your flashlight, fallen on the ground, rolls around slowly. Suddenly the stone you hang on to begins to move, slipping. You tense up, trying to stop it, and succeed. Only for a moment. The block slides out of place and falls below, and you go with it, your neck scraping the remaining block as you fall down, arms flailing desperately to catch something. The semi-lit hole now shrinks before you and you fall into the dark.
You hit the ground on your back, the air knocked out of you. You head dances for a minute or so as you lay there, dazed and fighting to breath. You're finally able to focus, looking at the hole at least a normal one story hight above you. You can see the light of your flashlight still rolling around, passing over the hole lighting up dusty air for just a moment. Slowly it appears at the edge, stopping just shy of falling.
You would've liked it to fall, getting up and looking around the darkness. You'd roll over onto your hands and knees, preparing to get up. Suddenly something hard strikes you on your head, and you are dazed for a moment again. The flashlight clatters to the ground in front of you, rolling in a circle for a moment. You see in the light the four close quarter walls that made up the room. An opinion would say this room couldn't be more than 7x7 feet or so. You'd sit on your knees while noting this, then crawl forward a tad to reach for the flashlight, now slowly rolling to point at you. It would stop just shy of it.
Suddenly something grabs your outstretched wrist! Wet and slimy feeling, it would coil around it faster than any thing you know. You jerk back, letting out a gasp as your stomach dropped inside you, fear beginning to trigger a Flight reaction. The tendril gave slightly, but did not let go. Suddenly the same feeling would wrap around your left thigh. You let out a yip and try to stand up. Halfway up, the tendril at your wrist would give a strong jerk, making you fall back to your knees. Suddenly more of the slimy things would be felt winding around parts of your body, varying from two to three inches thick. Two coils around your belly and hips, another grabs your other wrist, and another twisting around your right leg. Fighting the whole time in panic, your arms are suddenly pulled straight and down, slightly away from your body. The strength makes your shoulders hurt, and you find you can only move them a tiny bit. Knees scrape on the ground as the tentacles on your legs pull them apart slightly, about a foot. You breath fast, whimpering as this strange monster immobilizes you.
[If character is wearing clothes. If not, skip this.]
Several moments pass before you feel more tentacles contact you. One brushes your sensitive areas as it ventures underneath your shirt and up your side, you get a small chill as it brushes slowly across the side of your breast. Another explores you back, easily slipping down the back of your pants, and under your undergarments. A third one would tickle your belly, and slip down your front, it too traveling underneath your undergarments. Another wold slither up your back. Suddenly you would hear a great tearing as your clothes began to be ripped off by the intruders. Your bust would bounce free of their stuffy prisons, and you'd feel the cool damp air brush your womanhood. Your clothes and the tentacles that took them would disappear into the darkness.
[No clothes, continue.]
The light from the flashlight would reflect off the dew covered wall, dimly lighting the room, but still not enough to see by. Your legs would begin to hurt in the position you're in, your arms already aching. Suddenly a chill would go through you as you feel things beginning to touch you, to slither on you. A tentacle brushed against your stomach, and traveled up, brushing between your breasts, and nudging at your lips. It smelled strange, like compost and stagnant pond, yet oddly sweet. You shut your jaw tight, pressing your lips together as tight as possible. The 2 inch wide tentacle easily pressed pass your lips, now pressing at your teeth. You quickly realize this wasn't the only thing you should have been paying attention to. A 3 inch wide tentacle pressed up hard against your slit, slithering against it with extra pressure on your clit. A moan would explode out of you, and the tentacle at your teeth would make it's move before you even realized your mistake. An earthy taste would fill your mouth as the tentacle shot across your tongue. The tough finally comes across to spit the tentacle out, but before you can try, the tentacle at you womanhood ground against you again, inducing another moan. You can feel yourself get hot by the second, wetness spreading quickly as your clit begins to throb. The tentacle in you mouth began to pump in and out as the assault at you nether regions continued mercilessly. The tentacle rubbed back and forth against your hot nub of pink flesh, sending shock waves through your body like nothing you had ever felt before. It's pace increased as it's slightly textured surface rubbed with intense pressure you would have never expected from anything. You moan loudly into the tentacle pumping your mouth, instinctually sucking on the intruder. Panting hard, the tentacle continued relentlessly rubbing harder and faster. You can feel the pressure building up in your womanhood, heat and flames engulfing the region. Suddenly comes release, juices flowing from your womanhood. You buck your hips uncontrollably, hot liquid pouring onto the ground and the tentacle. The tentacle grinding you slowed and stopped, the one in your mouth still pumping. Your slit hot and raw, you jump as you feel the same tentacle press at your entrance. You moan as you stretch to accommodate the large 3 inch wide intrusion. Your eyes would tear a bit as it presses deeper and deeper inside of you, stopping just shy of your womb's entrance. The one in your mouth would pump as the other stayed still for what seemed like forever, your entrance radiating shocks of pain as it stretched. Slowly it would pull out all but a little, then it shoves itself back in quickly, pulling out again. Your heart beats hard as the tentacle pumps into hard again. And again. And again. Slowly picking up speed. You begin to bounce with each pump, moaning louder as it matched the speed of the one in your mouth. Tears streamed from your eyes as you were violated by this strange monster.
You could feel heat building up again, slowly this time. The tentacles around your midriff begin to lift you up and down, pumping you harder onto the tentacle. Then you feel it break into your womb, slithering in further. Not all, you pucker is suddenly forced open by another intruder. You feel it sliding in quickly, pushing into you and pressing it's way as far as your intestines went and began to pump hard. The bonds at you tummy drove you onto both intruders now, bouncing breasts suddenly coiled around and squeezed. Loud moans ring out on your every breath as your whole body is violated, womanhood, tail hole, and mouth mercilessly pumped and breasts squeezed and nipples being rubbed raw. Your body bucks again as the heat of your loins releases, juices stopped up by the large tentacle.
Still not over, more tentacles joined the ones already within you. Two more cramming into your mouth, two in your entrance, and three squeezing into your pucker. You moans would turn to screams as your orifices stretched wide for these extra guests. More comes as you feel large lumps travel along the tentacles. Pressing against your entrances and through you slowly. And they reach the end, fluid pours into your womb, into your intestines, and fills your mouth and runs down your throat as a large smooth mass is deposited from each tentacle. The sweet fluid keeps pumping for a moment longer before the flow stops. The pumping slows, and the tentacle suddenly begin to pull out.
You're released, exhausted, and slump down on the ground getting out of that horrible position. Fluid and juice pour from your orifices, you even throw up some before your weary mind slips into darkness...