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Milla didn't know what had become of Irmigard, after the beast was done with the two of them. She wasn't unfortunate enough to see what the fate of the transformed Doberman was.

She couldn't imagine it was anything good, given the terrified howling that she heard coming from across the haunted house, but in that kind of a place, it was easy to misunderstand the tone of someone's voice. For all she knew, Irmigard was just being subjected to another form of pleasure, and perhaps, she was just enjoying herself.

In that moment, the poor German Shepherd was finally on the ground, but she was still pinned to the old, dusty floor by the mass of tentacles that was probing at her. Slick tendrils dragged across every surface of her fur, and from the thick, powerful appendage that was pounding her needy slit, to the two smaller tentacles that were taking turns probing into her tailhole, every part of the creature was getting in on the action.

Even the smooth, slippery bits that could do little more than bind her wrists and ankles seemed to squirm with a certain delight whenever Milla was able to cry out for help, but that wasn't often, given that the biggest, thickest tentacle was still pounding itself deep into her throat, and only giving her the occasional break to breathe. She was on the verge of passing out long before she reached any sort of a climax, and she was sure that the darkness would soon come and take her, if the beast continued to have such a brutal way with her.

She looked back on that evening with fond memories, those days, as she remembered just how amazing it felt when she finally did get off, and thin, slick strands of feminine cum spilled from her sex, coating the eager creature and feeding it the sexual energy that it needed to survive for a few more years.

"You're free to go, honestly," the beast said, showing off a surprising amount of civility to Milla, who was writhing about on the floor and squirting tiny strands of juice from her nethers at that time. Anytime she recollected it, she felt warmth creeping up under her fur, and often, the other residents of the house would tease her, knowing exactly what moment she was thinking of. "You were clearly pent up beyond reason. That kind of sexual energy will keep me going for ages untold, I'd imagine."

With her eyes rolled back and her hips lifted up in the air, eager for a second round, Milla still remembered her silly response. "T-that...that long, huh...?"

It was a breathless and mindless reply from a canine who couldn't believe just how blissful of an experience it could be to spend the evening wrapped up in tentacles. Her mind was still lost in a passionate haze, and the creature, still hidden between the cracks in the floor boards, was rolling his own eyes with impatience as Milla panted against the floor and shook her rump, trying to entice the creature into a second round.

"Yes, that long. Honestly, I've never seen a female so eager to come back to me for seconds! Don't you have any males of your species to satisfy you?"

The question was a sobering one for Milla, who wasn't unhappy with her sex life, but did find that it left her rather wanting. It wasn't until an indiscernible creature pointed it out to her that she realized it, and to have such an epiphany in the middle of coming down from a powerful orgasm felt more than a little silly.

"W-well, of course I do, but...there aren't many men of my kind who aren't already tied down to a girl for life. Makes it kinda hard to really let loose and have fun like this."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Eh, it happens," Milla replied, as she stood upright and dusted herself off, finally. She was still panting just a little bit, but her breathing was coming back under control, and the sexual daze was starting to clear from her mind, as more logical thoughts crept back in. "So...turns out you're a pretty nice guy, for being a giant mass of tentacles. Why the hell did you have to scare the bajeezus out of us, just to bring us here?"

Milla could almost feel the creature snickering below the floor, even if she wasn't sure that it had a mouth in the first place. "We're the best haunted house in the area, and we've got a serious reputation to uphold! Anyone brave enough to make it through our little tricks and mazes deserves to have some kind of a prize at the end, don't you think?"

"...But what if they aren't into being fucked into submission by a tentacle beast?"

"We haven't run into that problem yet."

"I...don't really know what to say to that," Milla admitted. "I guess the world really is that perverse. Kinda makes me wonder if I even want to go back into it."

"You don't have to."

"Huh?"

"You can stay here, if you really want," the creature offered. "There's plenty of open rooms upstairs, fresh food and water, no rent...all you have to do is learn the ropes, and before too long, you'll be a part of the act, scaring wayward adventurers out of their pants in no time!"

It was an offer that Milla took a long time to contemplate.

Much, much later, however, while she still resided in the house, she wasn't on the team, scaring people. She mostly kept to herself and acted as a housekeeper, and on occasion, she exerted her sexual frustrations by trading with the tentacle beast, with whom she still had a very healthy and fulfilling relationship.

Months had gone by since she last saw Irmigard, but even so, the memories of how she came to live in such a strange place made it feel as though everything had only happened yesterday. It was nearly an impossible environment to adapt to, and even if she were to break back into the outside world, she didn't think anyone would believe her tales of horror and unabashed sexual debauchery. Combining that with have very little to go back to in the outside world gave her almost no motivation to leave the house, any with all of her basic needs fulfilled, she was actually quite happy with her current arrangement.

There were just a couple of thorns in her side, and even they weren't terrible to deal with.

"I see our golden girl is making herself a little snack, once again?" came a voice that Milla was entirely too familiar with now. The German Shepherd was in the kitchen, where she could often be found before 'business hours,' making herself a quick sandwich for lunch, before she returned to her room. "You know, for a housekeeper who spends an awful lot of time in here, this kitchen is awfully dirty."

Milla rolled her eyes and gave a quick shake of her head. "Hello, Anna...it's supposed to be dirty, remember? What kind of a haunted house is clean?"

"That adds a new level of mystique to it, don't you think? This place is clearly abandoned, and no living creatures dwell within it, but somehow, it's still completely pristine! Wouldn't that be spooky?"

The first time the pair met, Milla was brought to a hasty climax thanks to Anna's skillful tongue, and the dedicated paws of one werewolf by the name of Emma. Now that they were living together, it wasn't rare for the pair of horror tropes to try and have their way with Milla, but now that the German Shepherd knew the ins and outs of the house a little bit better, she was playing hard to get, thinking that the pair were just taking advantage of their position to try and get an easy lay.

"I think you're just tired of living in a dirty house, and you want me to clean it..." Milla groaned, as she stuffed the bread back up into a cabinet and lifted the small plate in front of her. "But until the guy in charge tells me that I can, I'm gonna leave the dust on the floor. Deal? Deal. Glad we had this little talk."

Crossing her arms and narrowing her deep, black eyes at Milla, Anna wasn't satisfied with just how easily the canine was giving her the brush off. "You really think you need his permission? You're kind of at the bottom of the totem pole around here, kiddo. If I tell you that you should clean the kitchen, you really oughta do it."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Milla, I said-

"Oh, I heard you!" Milla cut her off, before offering a half-hearted smile back at the frustrated vampire bat. "I just don't care, and I really wanna eat my sandwich now, so...y'know. Maybe I'll talk to the big guy later."

Anna huffed and began following Milla a bit too tightly for the canine's comfort. "I think you should go talk with him about it right now."

"Sandwich first, sweetheart."

There was an odd sort of sexual tension between the two, ever since their first encounter. Milla couldn't help lording it over Anna that she'd occasionally gone to have a midnight fling with Emma, and in return, Anna would brag about how Emma said that she was a better lover. Somehow, the two never broke down and resolved to just let their tensions out on each other, but things were coming to a fever pitch as Anna reached out and swiped the plate right from Milla's paws, knocking it to the floor and shattering it.

Bits of glass went flying as Milla's sandwich fell down into the dust, kicking it up and ruining the bread almost instantly. " There. Now will you clean the damned floors?" Anna asked, frustration ripe in her voice as she walked right past Milla, into the center room where the head of the household lived.

She was going to open the door slowly and gracefully, before Milla tackled her through the doorway and sent her tumbling into the middle of the room, where the exposed eyes of the tentacle beast went wide, as he saw a pair of naked females come crashing through the door much earlier in the day than he was used to.

"What the fuck is your problem, Anna?!" Milla shouted at the vampire bat, making sure to yell as loud as she could, right into one of the tall, sensitive ears that tried to flatten and fold back to her skull to dull the sound. "Why do you have such a damn problem with me?"

"Because you parade yourself around here like you're the cat's ass, you don't have to scare anyone when strangers get lost in the house, and all you do is clean up little messes here and there, but you still get to enjoy all of the same amenities that we do! It isn't fair that you're only doing half of the work, but getting all of the same rewards! And...a-and..."

There was a pain in Anna's voice as it dried up and slowly withered back into her throat. "...And what, Anna?"

"You flaunt it in my face every single day how much you like fucking Emma, but you never give me a chance anymore...I marked you the first night you were here for a reason, you know..."

Milla thought that everything she experienced her first night the haunted house was all part of a routine, and after she learned about the real purpose of the building, she never second guessed that fact. To hear Anna say anything with real emotional value, however, left her feeling rather sour inside, and even a little bit guilty, as the vampire bat beneath her tried not to let her own shaken emotions show through.

"L-listen, Anna-

" No! You had your chance to have another go at me, but if this is how it's gonna be-

"You're the one who was being a little, bratty bitch all the time!"

Anna gritted her fangs and pushed back against Milla, gripping the German Shepherd tightly by the shoulders. "Oh, you wanna see me be a bitch? I can ruin you for life if I bite you with any kind of purpose!"

" ENOUGH!"

Each of the females froze, and Milla felt the fur on the back of her neck standing upright as she turned and finally saw the full face of the tentacle beast. His normally pink body was red with frustration, and his mouth, wide and oblong, showed a set of jagged, yellowed fangs as it opened once again. "I will not have two of my favorite residents fighting each other like this! I see you two fighting all the time, and for no good reason! It's time for the two of you to say you're sorry, and make some proper amends!"

Milla tilted her head just slightly. "Proper amends?" she asked, as she leaned back from Anna just slightly. She sat upright and rolled off of the vampire bat, before offering a paw to her and letting out a heavy sigh. It seemed that being scared down to the pit of her soul gave her a change of heart, as well, and though Anna was clearly reluctant at first, she took the offered paw and stood up with Milla.

"You'll see what I mean...now apologize, already!"

Flattening her ears back and looking over Anna with remorseful eyes, Milla released her paw, only to step forth and give the vampire bat a rather large, unexpected hug. "Y...you're right, Anna. I was being awfully rude about my sex life...I shouldn't share that with anyone, honestly."

"It'd be fine to flaunt it if you'd just share it with me once in a while," Anna pointed out, but after a quiet sigh and a moment, she embraced Milla in return, despite their nude bodies pressing together in the midst of the act. "I'm sorry too, Milla. That was incredibly rude of me."

Two tentacles could be heard slapping together in a clapping motion as the monster turned back to his usual pink shade and sunk back into the floor a little bit more. "There...now was that so bad?"

"You know it wasn't," Milla groaned, sticking her tongue out at the creature...but it wasn't allowed to stay out for long.

Anna was too busy going after it, as she opened her lips around the long, flat muscle and took it into her maw, before her own snake-like tongue curled around it, and their lips met. Anna...damn, girl! Slow down! We just made up!

Milla's eyes did close slowly, and in doing so, she missed the small tendrils that were tickling and teasing at Anna's cunt, spreading a slick trail of amorous chemicals across her womanhood in the process. They were absorbed rapidly, and their essence provided Anna with all of the time she needed to get over her emotional outburst. If Milla so much as took a curious glance, she would have completely understood, but her mind was taken to a completely different place as matching tendrils slipped up along the inside of her thighs.

The thin, swiping flesh spread across her fur like webs, until longer tentacles were able to spread her womanhood rather easily. A shared gasp between the two females was followed by a knowing giggle, as Milla slipped her eyes open just enough to gaze into Anna's.

The vampire bat clearly knew what the tentacle beast was up to. They didn't need him to intervene to get over their feud, but his presence certainly helped, as their tongues slowly came apart. "Figured out where you're gonna cum yet?" Anna asked, knowing that a wide, sinister grin was holding onto her lips.

"All over you, if you aren't careful..."

Milla's response caught Anna a little bit off guard. She still had just enough control of her own body to pounce the bat once more, but this time, when she crashed down with Anna, she cupped the her modest breasts and began suckling at them, allowing Anna to control the pace of their lower halves, as she controlled the upper half.

Anna was shuddering the moment that she felt the wide, warm tongue of her most coveted canine brushing along the stiffening nipples on her chest. She knew that she couldn't lay still, and as a tentacle slid gently between the pouting folds of her labia, she pushed up from her rump and kicked up her hips, refusing to give Milla a gentle romp. Her clit nearly smashed into Milla's own, and once she found the spot, signified by a sudden tremble from the German Shepherd, Anna refused to give it a break, pressing her hips right upon it and circling just a enough for Milla to feel it.

Of course, Milla was drowning in sensations, as she felt a tentacle entering her own womanhood. The beast took free reign in joining whatever sexual acts he could find in the house, and the ladies were more than happy to abide him, as long as they were allowed to play with each other.

"H-harder...suck it harder!" Anna cheered Milla onward, and immediately, she threw her head back in elation as the canine followed her orders to the 't.' Tight suction pulled her nipple stiff, and a soothing tongue swirled around it the whole while, keeping any tiny hints of pain from overwhelming the otherwise incredible pleasure. "That's it...t-that's fucking it, Milla! Yes...y-you like it when I grind on that c-cute little clit?"

Milla didn't want to release her tasty treat in order to answer, but her eyes, lidded over with a deep, profound lust, were a more powerful answer than any words could ever be. Her stiff, proud clitoris was buzzing with delight as it rubbed back and forth against Anna's own with each pass of their hips, and with a tentacle probing deep into each of the females, it was no shock that they were fighting a losing battle to hold off their orgasms.

Fangs nipped at the sensitive bud of Anna's nipple as Milla reached her climax, and the vampire bat felt every drop of it, as a violent, squirting streak of ejaculate sprayed from Milla's womanhood, soaking the penetrating tentacle and her lover in the process. Even after the initial burst, slow, oozing trails of feminine arousal continued to drip from her body, keeping long, slick strands of glistening delight between them as their bodies melted into each other.

Gripping Milla tightly and wrapping her up in her wings, Anna buried her face in Milla's shoulder and clung to her for dear life as she tensed up around her tentacle and bucked her hips forward. She was a bit too shy to vocalize her climax after what had occurred before, but she bit down fiercely on the crook of Milla's neck, secretly wishing that she might break the skin, so that Milla could be a part of her world forever.

The German Shepherd didn't say it, but quietly, she was wishing for the same, as her hips began to roll lazily back against Anna's, hoping to draw out the pleasure of her orgasm.

I'm never leaving this place, Milla thought, officially making up her mind about the haunted house. And if you keep this up, Anna...I'm never leaving you.