DeathbedxSharktopus(or why I should never agree to requests)

>It’s been a long day and you can’t wait to get to bed.

>It’s been your first day working at the inn and your new boss shows you to your room.

>You notice he seems to keep staring at your breasts when he doesn’t think you’re looking.

>Fucking creep.

>After he leaves you get ready to climb into bed.

>Normally you would take more time but between the long drive and first day on the job you’re just too tired to wait.

>Tiredly you crawl into bed ready to sleep the night away.

>Curling up ready to sleep the night away you can’t help but notice low a gurgling noise.

>The noise grows louder as you quickly jolt up.

>The bed is has started exuding a yellowish foam and you can feel your skin starting to tingle.

>With a scream you quickly throw off the covers and find to your horror your clothes have started to dissolve.

>You quickly try and scramble out of the bed but something grabs your leg.

>You look back in sheer terror; it’s a tentacle.

>As you struggle to escape you can see a silhouette rising up in the foam.

>Suddenly a sharks head bursts from the foam and with it several more tentacles.

>You scream and struggle with renewed vigor to escape.

>As the last of your clothes dissolve away the creature’s tentacles begin wrapping around your body.

>They constrict you tightly as snake their way across your body.

>You can feel the suckers grabbing and releasing your skin, the long moist tentacles rubbing across your body.

>Your terror begins to give way to excitement.

>Why did tentacles have to be your fetish? You had always though it was a harmless fantasy now this had to go and happen, goddamn it.

>As the tentacles continue making their across your body, rubbing across your sensitive areas you can’t help but let out small squeaks of pleasure.

>It seems like an eternity as the slimy fleshy tentacles caress your body.

>You can’t take it anymore, the feeling is driving you wild and you let out a scream.

“Fuck me Sharktopus!”

>You could almost swear the shark head is grinning as one of the tentacles pulls back then lunges forward.

>It enters you and you cry out in ecstasy.

>The tentacle wiggles its way around inside you, writhing and sending waves of pleasure throughout your very being.

>As you moan and squeal in delight the shark head and tentacles begin to retract back into the bed.

>They pull you in and you feel the burn of the acid upon you.

>As you spasm in pleasure your body begins dissolving away.

>The feeling is intoxicating; you can feel it as every fiber of your existence dissolves away.

>As you lose yourself to the orgasmic pleasure and in the last moments of your life you have come to accept your fate.

>You shall become one with the deathbed, your consciousness slips as you spend your last second in indescribable bliss.