Taking a Tentacle Monster

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Pounded in All Holes

This story contains consensual erotica between an anthro dragon (female) and a tentacle monster of the deep ocean.

Morticia gasped, standing on the precipice to the abyss, into the heart of which the tentacle monster lurked. Deep in the darkest depths of the ocean - yet still reachable by natural phenomenon. Or unnatural phenomenon, depending on what one considered natural or not in the world. The dragoness anthro was unnatural to some too but natural otherwise, her pale gold scales layered softly over her body as if she had skin there rather than scales, they were simply that fine. Two horns undulated out in a sensual arch from her narrow, fine, refined muzzle, eyes delicate and daring in a splash of pink.

She was a beauty, light on her feet, toes tipped with claws. Morticia would have done well by anyone, a mane of soft pink hair falling down the back of her neck, but she was more interested in the tentacle monster, a fall of water diving straight into the ocean from the boat where she stood, bobbing tenaciously. The pool that had formed there was as if a cliff had been cut through the water itself, dropping sharply into darkness, nothingness, the froth and foam of the water more than she could take.

"I'm coming..."

The dragoness exhaled softly, salt crystals forming on her scales in tiny specks of white, the moisture dampening her bare hide. Her breasts were large and full, though not as often as on complete display as they were there. Yet it was not as if there was anyone else at all out there to bear witness to her fragile nudity, no nipples present on her mammary glands, which had developed on her species of dragon for show in an anthro society, rather than for any function.

Her tail lashed. The tentacle monster did not care about that and neither did she, hair lifting from the back of her neck as the ocean breeze gusted up.

Down there, in the pit of water, the cliff edge dropping off before her eyes, as she stood there, poised perfectly, there was no going back. Morticia would only ever be able to return to the boat again if the tentacle monster let her go, though the dragoness was not all that sure anyway that she even wanted to be let go, once she was wrapped up in their devious, twisting coils.

One deep breath, salt on her lips. The stormy sky roiled above, but the clouds were merely a threat with no promise behind them. Morticia exhaled. And her body went right along with that exhalation of breath.

She didn't quite understand the moment between standing there and falling, but Morticia was aware, in some way, that she had jumped. Falling and shrieking, the whistling sea wind whipped words from her lips, though they could only ever have been words of joy and passion, her tail twisting and curling behind her even as she fell.

The air caressing her body tickled and pulled, itching at her scales, yet that deeper course of passion was what rose up within her, the burning heat of arousal that could never be simmered down by any manner of cold. That was why Morticia had to seek out the tentacle monster, the heat of arousal driven up between her thighs already. And it was not even a sense of exotic eroticism that even her tail or the largest, most dominant of partners could satisfy, even if she'd wanted to try that course again.

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No...

Morticia moaned, something shifting below her, the surface of the ocean oh so far away already as she fell. He was close, yes, so very close. She'd never go back to something that was not satisfying, at least not to her.

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Never again.

The monster rushed up to meet her, a twisting grind of green and blue tentacles - there was even some grey and yellow in the mass of them! She had wanted to get a better look at the monster that she was willing to give herself over to, but it was too late, a tentacle lashing out and up, winding around her tightly. It secured her midsection and then not even her fall was under her control anymore, dragging her down into the midst of its depths, the writhing tentacles squirming wetly over her, slick as if with their own lubrication.

Morticia shuddered, moaning out loud, yet she had barely a chance to get any words out as a tentacle was shoved into her mouth, grinding into the back of her throat. It was rough and it was coarse - and the tentacle monster most certainly didn't ask for her permission out there in the depths of the plunging, churning ocean. It was good, in that case, that her permission was given in her willing freefall, launching herself out over the edge into the unknown, all to be filled in every hole she had available, again and again.

Her naked scales were caressed and adorned, yet the dragoness anthro no longer had any sense at all of what was up and what was down, twisting and turning, shifting to the side, her leg flung up, pussy exposed. The folds of it could have been succulent and sweet, but the monster was a brute, only concerned with its own pleasure. A tentacle rammed up into her already soaking wet pussy, stretching her open, and she screamed out loud, twisting and writhing, though there was nowhere at all for her to go, with layer upon layer of coiling tentacles slapped around her.

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Yes...

Oh, it was everything that she could have wanted and more, double penetrated, her maw stretched wide, teeth digging into the roughness of the tentacle. It was slippery but not smooth under the layer of lubrication, hissing deep in the back of her throat, though the air that rushed forth had nowhere to go. But the tentacle monster did not care, ramming into her brutally, forcing both her pussy and her throat to stretch around him.

"Mmph!"

She cried out, though all she had was a strangled moan for him, trying to arch her back, twist in his grip, though it even had her tail yanked up and out of the way. It seemed that they didn't want to lose her there as much as she yearned for it too, her pussy softly succulent, dripping with her arousal, the tentacle twisting up against her innermost barrier.

Morticia shuddered bodily. Oh, nothing at all was meant to go through there and even the pressure on her cervix made her stomach lurch, though there was something, she could not tell what, in the magic of the tentacle monster that let her barrier, slowly, so slowly, open up around its penetrating push.

And it felt better than ever, the tentacle cramming into every last inch of her body that it had available, driving up deep into her womb. For its seed could not go anywhere else, if she was to be filled with their eggs, repeatedly, over and over, until the monster let her go.

Morticia groaned around the tentacle, trying to press her tongue up against it, though she barely had any space in which to wind the slippery appendage around, wanting to pleasure it in a way that the monster had never felt before. Oh, she never wanted to go, leaving her little boat bobbing there as a marker of what had come of her, what she had thrown her body into. Filled and bred, forced to bear clutch after clutch of eggs... The dragoness squirmed and twisted. What more could she ever have wanted, brood mother to a horde of tentacle monsters sent forth to flood the ocean with their lust?

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