Triggers : Sexual Content/Mature +18 Minors/Ageless DNI

💚Imagine a tentacle who's met a human for the very first time. It was crawling around you. You giggled watching it try to figure out where the holes on you were. This whole thing of human loves monster in a sexual way was kinda new to them.

Its chittering was meltingly cute as it flinched and twitched in a "no not there" kind of way as it explored,jumping back when you moaned as one of it's tentacles brushed your part briefly. Carefully it introduced one tentacle into your cavity, trembling,as it did'nt want to hurt you.

You would calmly guide it also.

This was the most gentle monster....

It would purr as you kissed it and gave it sensual touches,sucking and licking tenderly on it.. It was gentle with each insertion. With every gentle push,you'd moan and it would purr,it's suckers mindlessly sticking to random parts of you,and tentacles thrusting where there were absolutely no holes...while you gasped and moaned when they went in the right places.

The free tentacles flailed around before they caressed your form. Soon,It carefully wrapped you..and the session was on!💚

💚When a monster is new to sex and the idea of it having no clue on what it's doing is cute af.💚

is it just me or do you also want a tentacle shoved up in your cunt, filling you to the brim with it’s thick, hot cum?

Sex Parasites

Tw: eggpreg, cnc, tell me if I missed some

Tiny little creatures, similar in appearance to worms, normally found in dark, warm caves on planet 7UR1 .

Once you catch them, they breed and breed and breed within you. What started out as one or two can lead to hundreds in as little as a month.

What’s better, you can feel them squirming around inside you. They press themselves against the most sensitive nerves they can find, resulting in extreme pleasurable stimuli. (Their home caves were thriving with electromagnetic energy. It’s instinct.)

They will take up every inch of space within the hole they find themselves within, and once the colony has stretched that hole as much as possible, they’ll start to venture out of it in search of more territory. This has caused some issues in apartment complexes.

Cleansing of these parasites has proven difficult, as they’re resistant to almost all kinds of human-safe pesticides and medicines. The best treatment as of now is removal and disposal of the clutches via burning.

What do you mean tentacle monsters are not real? What has been filling my every hole from underneath my bed every night then?

Eleanor has one last romp with her alien boyfriend before she votes whether to end humanity

Excerpt from Jury Duty

Pairing: male tentacled alien x female human

Tags: nsfw, 18+ only, tentacle smut, anal, triple penetration, creampie

Word count: 1060

“We should… probably get to the meeting room. I don’t want to miss the vote,” she said, only half joking, a flicker of arousal kindling in her core.

“The vote will wait for us,” he replied, glimmering eyes darkening.

His words ignited the pulse in her core, and she didn’t resist when he pushed her back to sit on the bed. With his usual gentleness, Enzi removed her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse, taking his time as he undressed her, drinking in every detail.

Eleanor ran her hands over his lower stomach and chest, her nipples hardening with the chill of the room and the arousal burning through her. His skin was smooth, yet textured, like pebbles in a creek. Almost as if he were wet, though he wasn’t. Tentacles ran up her legs, hiking her pencil skirt up as they teased her thighs with massages.

An idea popped into Eleanor’s head, inspired by the memory of Enzi filling her, the way he encompassed her so fully that she could forget everything. She pulled away from the Khureno, shimmied out of her skirt, removed her bra and underwear, then crawled onto the bed. Settled on all fours, she peered back at her alien lover, whose eyes were wide with the lust she knew burned through him as well, and bit her lip into a smile.

“I need you, Enzi,” Eleanor said, barely above a whisper.

The room buzzed with electricity. Enzi moved the food tray to the floor, respectable as always, then the bed creaked under his weight as he settled behind Eleanor. She kept her eyes on him as his clawed hands gripped her hips, tentacles causing shivers as they trailed down her spine.

“I need you too, Eleanor.” The words pleased her, just as much as the warm tentacles embracing her body, the solid grip at her waist. She needed to be filled, to be whole, to be one, knowing what would come next.

Eleanor jerked as a tentacle brushed across her entrance, but relaxed into Enzi’s sensual touch. He rubbed her rhythmically, pulsing her clit as he stroked her over and over again. “Beautiful. My beautiful little human. And so wet, so ready for me.”

Oh, she was ready for him, more ready than she’d ever been for anything. Enzi pressed the first tentacle in and Eleanor gasped, the sudden fullness setting her on fire. Warm appendages massaged her ass and her back as he thrust into her, and she pushed back onto him, letting him fill her more, more, needing more.

As if Enzi read her mind this time, another tentacle snaked up her ass, throbbing against her back entrance in time with the other tentacle. Exactly what she’d hoped he would do.

“We need lube if you’re going to do that,” Eleanor grunted, in between moans as Enzi’s tentacle continued to work into her cunt.

“Lube?” Enzi asked, his voice a low growl.

“A slippery liquid, to make the… tentacle go in easier.” Eleanor ignored the absurdity of explaining that to an alien, turning back to look at him. He nodded at her, then retracted the tentacle that had been prodding at her back entrance.

Her heart sank, for a just a moment, until she realized the tentacle was secreting something, coating itself in a shimmery liquid. Well, that certainly was convenient. What couldn’t these functional appendages do?

With one tentacle continuing to pump into her cunt, the other nudged at her back entrance once more, now slick with some sort of alien lube. Instinctively, Enzi knew to be gentle, pressing in with less vigor than he did with the one in her cunt, but enough to make Eleanor’s breath hitch as she felt herself be filled by him. Fuck, that was so good.

Finally adjusted to the protuberance in both of her holes, she pushed back onto him, letting him fill her more. Enzi grunted, clearly aroused by the view in front of him. Before she could ask, beg him for more, he was already there, pressing another tentacle into her dripping cunt and pulsing all three in time with her heartbeat.

Eleanor whimpered from the profusion, on the brink of overfull with the three tentacles satisfying her bottom end.

“Enzi,” she whined, and he knew what she wanted.

His tail tentacles snaked around him, slithering up Eleanor’s sides and over her shoulders before running across her lips. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth to him, letting a tentacle hook each one of her cheeks as they thrust into her mouth, gagging her.

Tears burned her eyes at the overload of sensations, being filled to the absolute brim unlike anything she’d ever experienced. For the first time in a long time, perhaps forever, Eleanor was whole.

Tension knotted in her core, a deep welling of pleasure as she reached for her climax. When it finally hit, Eleanor cried in earnest, letting the tears roll down her cheeks as she writhed against Enzi.

“Yes, my beautiful human, use me for your pleasure, as I will use you for mine.” Growled words that lit an ember in her heart, even as she felt the waves of orgasm wash over her. Her climax extended longer than usual, aftershocks of pleasure still jolting through her even as she slumped onto the bed.

But Enzi wasn’t done. The tentacles still pulsed in synchronicity, increasing their pace as the Khureno approached his own climax. Eleanor was desperate to taste him, to have him drip from her ass and her cunt, to let him mark her as his.

“Eleanor,” Enzi groaned as he came, filling her with his salty seed.

The taste of brine washed down her throat as warmth trickled between her thighs. Again, it lasted longer than Eleanor expected, seed overfilling her from both ends, as swells of pleasure washed between them. The spurts eased to a trickle, and she swallowed the last bit of him, Enzi slowly removing his tentacles, one by one.

Eleanor slumped onto her side as he crawled up the bed to pull her into a tight embrace. Whispered promises in her ear, Enzi telling her all the places he would take her, all the things he wanted to show her. She smiled at his words, though the ache in her chest didn’t quite dissipate, knowing what was to come. What she had to do.

💙 The Sun Will Rise by vespertineflora

💙 The Sun Will Rise

by vespertineflora (@vespertineflora)

E, Series, WIP, 129k, Wangxian

Summary: For centuries, the villagers surrounding the Qianlian Forest have been beholden to a fearsome creature. A once loved Prince was long ago cursed into a monstrous form, and ever since has required the sacrifice of maidens to ensure the safety of the forest and the people living around it. This forlorn tradition might have continued for centuries longer... but when it comes time for Lotus Pier to send a maiden as tribute, Jiang Yanli is chosen, and Wei Wuxian won't stand for it. His plan is simple; he'll send Jiang Yanli off to live the long life she deserves with her fiancé, and offer himself as a sacrifice to the Prince instead. Kay's comments: Series is marked as incomplete, but feels complete! Part one is the main story and part two is an additional kinky scene added as an extra. This story is incredibly hot and not gonna lie started reading it for the smut, stayed for the plot, because not only are the explicit scenes perfect, but the story is also very compelling and I loved the slowly unravelling mystery aspect of it. I first read this story when it came out and could hardly wait for the next chapter, because I was just so hooked. Here we have Wei Wuxian being sacrified to a mysterious creature in place of Jiang Yanli, only turns out the mysterious creature is plant-tentacle-creature Lan Wangji, known as the Prince, who's not interested in killing Wei Wuxian, but will still make a meal out of him. Slowly but surely, the two of them become closer and Wei Wuxian can't help but want to figure out, what happened to Lan Wangji for him to have turned into this form. Excerpt: Wei Wuxian’s brow furrowed, finding that particularly strange, but just as he was about to kneel down and try to loosen the vine from around his foot, he felt something curl and tighten suddenly around his wrist, directly against the skin--his eyes darted down, just barely registering another vine that had grabbed onto him when-- A question seemed to spill into his his mind. He felt... strangely breathless at the unfamiliar sensation of impression, at the way he could almost feel the echo of words that hadn’t been spoken inside of his head, and at the inexplicable sense of familiarity he was left with. He didn’t actually hear anything, there weren't even really words, so much as just sensation... but he somehow knew what he was being asked all the same. It... this... whatever it was that reaching out to him... wanted to know who he was. “Wei Ying,” he gasped out, his words stumbling slightly as he tried to cope with the intimacy of having something pressing a thought directly into his head like this, before realizing what he’d said. “Ah... Wei Wuxian. I came from Lotus Pier. Are you... are you the Prince?” He... he had to be, didn’t he? Or if the legends were wrong, this was at least whatever entity that everyone called the Prince. It felt like a bit too much of a coincidence to expect one spiritual being at a certain location and run into a completely different one instead. There was a hesitation, something almost unsure, before Wei Wuxian felt the flicker of affirmation in his head. “Well, I... know you’re used to something a little different, but... I’m your offering this time,” Wei Wuxian continued explaining, because he knew this thing wanted him to. His heart was already racing again, the fears that had settled in the lull since his arrival immediately reviving, his thoughts spinning as he was immediately left confronting his mortality once more. “Is that... is that acceptable? Will I work for that?”

pov wei wuxian, canon era, alternate universe, fairy tale elements, human/monster romance, fantasy, tentacle monsters, monster lan wangji, tentacles, human wei wuxian, plants, vines, top lan wangji/bottom wei wuxian, eventual romance, slow burn, strangers to lovers, angst with a happy ending, mystery, bamf wei wuxian, homesickness, falling in love, bdsm, reincarnation

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She's always quiet, so desperate to hold her voice whenever we go out like this. Like anyone could imagine what I'm doing to her beneath her skirt.

Like anyone could imagine what I am.

Still, it's enough for me to hear her squeak

To feel her shudder around my limbs as I plunge her soft depths

To drink the nectar she spills all over her thighs for me...

I like this human.

She tastes almost as good as she feels

🖤Tip? 💜

I would be a slime monster

with long wet tentacles so I could catch you and pley with you like a puppet, exploring each part of your body, touching you everywhere all the time until you are over stimulated into my little needy slut

opening forcefully your legs and exploring your crotch, stroking you with one tentacle and exploring your hole with the other

how long until you turn to a needy whimpering mess? overpowered by my much stronger and bigger form.

I would fuck your face and your hole until there's tears down your face, relieving myself with your body like a sex toy, a cumdump for my pleasure.

but more importantly what would you like me to do to you velvet? what is it that your perverted and slutty mind gets hard thinking about?

I never really thought about it but slime monsters definitely have potential: I can imagine the cool wet feeling on your skin 🤤

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Sorry for the quick sketches everyone, the non sexy art commissions have taken over 🥲

sometimes i feel like the world just isn't ready for submissive tentacle monsters

Triggers : Sexual Content/Expansion/Ovipositor [Mature +18 Minors/Ageless DNI]

💚Hear me out..Imagine a tentacle egg monster with a conciousness. It travels the world pumping people of every gender with fertilized glowing eggs. But it's constantly making eggs,so it stuffs a person until it itself is empty and relieved💚

Enzi the alien and Eleanor the human give in to their feelings for each other

Excerpt from Jury Duty

Pairing: male tentacled alien x female human

Tags: nsfw, 18+ only, tentacle smut, double vaginal penetration, creampie

Word count: 878

Enzi peered down at her, and between the intense stare and the tentacles enveloping her body, the pinch of arousal became a pulse, electricity shooting up her spine.

“Enzi,” Eleanor whispered, her voice raw with emotion.

“Yes, little human?”

What did she want from him? Her head swam, no longer with the incoherence of the concussion, but with the confusion of her own thoughts, of the way her body responded to him. The tentacles were warm and smooth as they caressed her body, one moving to brush her cheek.

“Do you fuck all of your guests?” It was a rude question, yes, and was that even what he wanted? Still, she had to know the answer. And when had she cared about propriety?

Laughter grumbled in Enzi’s chest, that wicked grin replacing his somber expression.

“No, I do not. I have never had sex with anyone on this ship, with any of the species I’ve eradicated.”

“Do you want to fuck me?” Eleanor’s chest constricted as she awaited his answer, the arousal pulsing through her core in time with her heartbeat.

“Yes, Eleanor, I very much want that, if you would let me.”

His words set her heart on fire as she grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down towards her. Without thinking, she pressed a kiss against his mouth, though it was difficult with the way each of their faces were constructed. An electric shock to her core as Enzi’s tongue slipped out, brushing against her lips before moving its way down her jawline and neck.

Eleanor unhooked her bra, tossing it aside as Enzi worked his tentacles underneath her underwear, sliding them down her thighs and throwing them to the floor. His tongue was on her bare breasts now, wetness coating her nipples as Enzi swirled circles around them. Tentacles massaged her stomach and thighs, remaining agonizingly far away from where she wanted him.

“Please… Enzi.” Her need was frantic, a desperate urge to be filled, to be whole, after all that had happened.

Another grumble of laughter, not mocking, but gentle. Enzi ran a tentacle across her entrance, already slick with longing, and Eleanor let out a low moan. Over and over again, he caressed her, pressing in the tip and then retreating, before penetrating her fully.

Eleanor gasped at the sudden profusion, the way his tentacle pulsed in time with her quickened heartbeat, though a question nagged at the back of her head.

“You… don’t have a penis?” she asked between moans, as Enzi thrust his tentacle into her.

“I can use all of my functional appendages for pleasure and reproduction,” he said, and Eleanor took in a sharp inhale.

The tentacles were dicks!

All coherent thought left her mind as Enzi fucked her, a delicious rhythm that fanned the flames of arousal. Still, it was not enough.

“More,” she begged, desperate to be filled, desperate to forget.

Enzi obliged. A second tentacle snaked up her thigh, pressing at her entrance as she writhed against him. It prodded at her before sliding its way in, fitting snugly next to the first, like another piece of the puzzle.

Eleanor groaned and Enzi’s eyes flared, glued to her cunt, his tentacles thrusting in synchronicity. The sight should have been repulsive, fleshy pink appendages penetrating her, filling her to the brim, but it wasn’t. It was erotic, sensual, stimulating. It made all of her muscles clench as she teetered on the brink of orgasm.

“More!” she yelled and Enzi gripped her throat with a clawed hand, the tentacle extending from his elbow slithering towards her mouth.

Eleanor parted her lips for him as he pressed his way in, fucking her mouth in time with the tentacles in her cunt, leaving her dizzy with lust. A salty musk coated her tongue as her muscles tightened, contracting against him, the excess fullness pushing her over the edge.

All she could manage was a mumbled groan with her mouth full, bucking against him as the waves of pleasure washed over her. Eleanor wanted to cry his name as they became one, but this was enough. Aftershocks trembled through her, yet Enzi continued to fuck her.

“Are you ready for me, my bold little human?” he asked, his voice a low growl.

Ready for what? Eleanor just nodded, and Enzi let out a fierce groan.

Salty warmth in the back of her throat and filling her cunt, running down her thighs as the Khureno spurted his seed into her. Holy shit. It went on for longer than one would expect, until the groans turned to trilling moans, and then hushed silence.

Slowly, Enzi extricated his tentacles, first from her mouth, and then from her cunt, before collapsing next to her. Sticky seed spilled from between her legs, and she wiped the residue from her lips, swollen from his appendage.

Eleanor curled up in Enzi’s arms, exhaustion sweeping over her like a gentle wave. She should regret this. She should be disturbed by what she’d just done. Enzi was an alien, an alien who just killed a man she’d spent the last three weeks with. An alien playing God against the whole of humanity. The Khureno had wiped sixteen species out of existence. She should hate herself.

But she didn’t.

Not one bit.

Hey anon, Cousin It must really get ya going huh?

Hehe we all have our preferences