Tentacle Attack
The blue wolf groggily looked at his clock. "Shit!" Gary exclaimed. He was going to be late for work again! This is the third time this week! He threw on his Happy Burger uniform and checked the mirror. Damn. He needed a haircut. His bangs were just past the top of his eyes. Other than that, his white muzzle was clean... enough. The rest of his blue head was looking good and his slim build was sexy. Or so he thought. Truly he was about as average as they came. Except for the fact that he was blue and he has had a very unusual streak of bad luck lately. Dashing out the door, despite laughter aimed at his uniform, he dashed through the run down neighborhood that he lived in.
He took his usual route, since he didn't have a car. When he made it to the entrance of the city, panting hard, he saw a back alley aimed in the general direction of Happy Burger! If it went straight there, he may be able to make it to work on time! It's worth a shot he decided. Sprinting down the narrow passageway, making the occasional left or right, he burst through a tall gate fence and tumbles foreword. Looking around he realizes he ran Into a dead end! Swiftly turning around, Gary moans in dismay to find the gate shut and locked! He furiously attacked the gate but it was no use. Looking for another way out, he was in a dead end surrounded by three tall dirty brick walls and a chain link fence, impossible to climb.
He's ears perking up; he glances nearby to see an oddly placed sewer emitting strange noises. As he moves closer to investigate, a small blue tendril pops out with a loud squelching noise. "Woa" Greg mutters as the blue tendril rises out of the sewer. Suddenly, it rushes towards Greg and wraps around his ankle, holding tight. "What the fuck!" Greg exclaims as three more tendrils come out of the sewer, heading straight for him. Scrambling, trying to get away, he furiously claws at the tentacle around his ankle but it's no use. It is made out of some squishy transparent goo. Greg tries to run but the tentacle around his ankle held fast. He fell flat on his face. Immediately, the three other tentacles wrap around his flailing limbs and begin lifting him up into the air! Though very frightened, Greg was a little bit curious to see what they were going to do to him.
Before he knew it, he feels more small tentacles feeling him up, exploring under his clothes with small feelers at their tip. As they explored under the fabric, they ripped and shredded his clothes leaving the poor blue wolf floating, naked, in midair. Crawling all over him, these smaller tentacles began to arouse him. Angry at himself for letting the tentacles do that, Greg yelled out in surprise rather than anger when a large thick tentacle probed at his butt. "No way!" he shouted and clenched his butt cheeks. While he was yelling, another large tentacle attempted a lunge for his mouth but Greg was quick and closed his jaw tight. Two tendrils poking at his ass and his mouth soon had Greg's knot forming and as if a sign, yet another tentacle wrapped around his dick and began sucking. "Ooohh..." Greg moaned and that's when the tentacle at his mouth made its move.
It managed to get a small portion past his teeth when Greg stubbornly clamped down. Soon after, two smaller tentacles forced their way into his mouth and pried open his jaws, like some bizarre tool at the dentist. Emitting a gooey liquid, the tentacle in his mouth explored and soon made Greg gag. The tentacle near his butt found this moment ideal and charged Greg's ass. Screaming out in pain, past the tentacle in his mouth. Slowly it searched his insides, feeling every corner and every crack of Greg's butt. (No pun intended).
When it finally reached his prostate, it made sure to bump against it, please it, and torture it as much as possible. This had Greg whimpering with lust, when suddenly he growled and humped the tentacle sucking his dick when he shot loads of sticky cum into the tentacle around his dick. It paused for a moment, and then continued sucking keeping Greg in his orgasm when suddenly both the tentacles in Greg's body charged and buried themselves deep within him. Gagging in pain, the two tentacles showed no mercy as they buried as much as possible into Greg with no sign of slowing down.
Both pushed in an out of Greg faster and longer than any fur could possible provide. Lack of oxygen from the tentacle down his throat began to take his toll on poor Greg and he began to lose feeling in the lower half of his body. These tentacles kept him, pushing themselves as far into Greg as possible without killing him. In and out for about fifteen minutes when suddenly they paused, then buried themselves yet deeper into Greg, and shot out buckets upon buckets of slick slippery liquids, filling up his rectum and stomach to the fullest. Tentacle cum was pouring like a waterfall out his ass and his mouth, leaving Greg a furry water fountain. This continued with the tentacles on the outside shooting out their juices, leaving Greg a slick wet blob of goo, inside and outside. Suddenly, as painfully as possible, the two large tentacles pulled out of Greg to be replaced by the little tendrils covering his body. These smaller tentacles entered beaten Greg's ass and took root in his rectum walls forcefully spreading is anus apart.
When Greg finally looked down to see what was happening, his eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as one of the large tentacles was sprouting six massive eggs inside of it. Greg watched in horror as the large tentacle slid past the smaller ones and buried the eggs inside Greg. All the tentacles left Greg's body and he was gently placed back on the ground, feeling the bulges on his stomach. He immediately blacked out. When he finally woke up, the tentacles were gone, and the gate was open.