I stared in interest as another one of the long, slimy tentacles writhed up from the squirming mass below me, reaching out and grasping my wrist tightly. I struggled against it, testing its strength, only to have another snake up and pry my legs open with unnatural strength. A third brushed against the fur of my thigh wetly, and a soft mumble of pleasure escaped my maw as the tentacle recoiled slightly, wrapping tightly around my waist and pulling me closer towards the mass of wet, twisting appendages below me. I could feel the heat rising in my loins and a blush rose in my cheeks as I wondered - what would it feel like, to have a tentacle inside me?