Tournament of Darkness: Tentacle Monster Interlude

    A few months ago chaos erupted on the secret lab and private menagerie in the Caribbean of Prof. Frad. Amidst the riot of a prison escape caused by the Eldritch-Girl Paramalia and her subsequent takeover of the island it is easy to forget that there were many creatures being held there. Some made their presence obvious on the island such as Valentine the Bee-girl queen who has taken over the lab as her hive, Alana the Karacoptera who has ventured out into the world, and Mary the Royal Alraune who has spread out over the highest point on the island. During the escape some creatures did die such as a Dodo and an Acid Clam, some are just not very prominent yet clearly around such as the Devil Wolf, others snuck off and remain hidden such as a Shadow Cat-girl with her human lover who may have fled to another island, and disturbing giant insects that view larger mammals as incubators for their eggs that have been dubbed Rape Roaches that lurk in the dark corners of the island. Several others are also lurking about the island or escaped into the sea including one creature whose existence even Frad had forgotten about given all that is happening such as the Tournament of Darkness; that now occurs to him he has heard nothing of and can’t imagine is sharing space with Paramalia, something he was lucky to snag as it drifted between dimensions and has no idea is still on this world.

 

      For the last few months it has been drifting upon the waves like a giant green ball, segmented like a basketball with black tan lines between the segments, below it three large tentacles and several small ones of various sizes and lengths drift about. It This car sized creature has been feeding on fish, micro-organisms, and other small creatures that wander by; as well as sharks and anything else that tries to attack it; however it craves another food, emotional sustenance. It has propelled its self away from the island, the astral presence of an Eldritch one terrifying this creature, as well as such things may be its natural rivals and potential predators in its home dimension. Those do not matter now as the beast has sensed the energy it desires and pulls its self to the bottom of the sea just off shore of an island, waiting for the cover of darkness to stalk its prey.

 

    ******

 

    Is there anything quite like spring break from college? For most not like these four co-eds, enjoying what most can only dream of; a private yacht in the Bahamas off a private beach belonging to Brad’s father a very wealthy business man. He is not alone of course, with him are his friends Jeff; a skinny runner’s physique of a man who is sunbathing on the deck with a bottle of imported wine in a bucket of ice next to him and beside that reading a book is Jeff’s girlfriend Erica a woman nearly twice Jeff’s size and one with something extra left over from when her name was Eric, and bobbing in the warm tropic sea with Brad is Brad’s own girlfriend Heather the embodiment of the perky co-ed.

 

 

    Brad yells up, “Yo, Eric dude, when are you and your girlfriend going to join us? The waters fine man!”

 

   Erica leans her perfect tits barely held on by her bikini top over the side and shouts down, “Do I look like a dude Brad? I’ve told you about that.”

 

   Brad smiles, “Well now that I got your attention, put the books away its spring break and have some fun, swim, fuck your…boyfriend…something other than study. All these years I’ve known you and you are still so anal…” he smiles, “about school”

 

   Erica rolls her eyes, “fine, but go crying to me when a shark eats your ass and there is no one to throw you a life preserver.”

 

   As Erica walks over to Jeff, Jeff says, “I know he’s been your friend since you were both little, but I can’t believe you let him talk to you like that.”

 

   Erica leans down, “Babe, either your cock goes in me, or my cock goes in you, either way I need a good fuck right now.”

 

    Heather leans up against the ladder to the boat, “Hey Brad, ever fuck in the big blue?”

 

   Brad swims over and kisses her deeply, “babe, thought you’d never ask.”

 

   While they are stripping their bottoms off and tossing them on the deck, inside the cabin Erica is practically ripping Jeff’s clothes off. She rips her own clothes off showing off her tanned double D breasts and her erect eight inch cock. She shoves Jeff down face to face with her monster, “suck it,”

 

   He barely gets two head bobs in before she yanks him away and shoves him on the bed, “that’s enough lube.”

 

   “woah,” says Jeff.

 

  “I may not have any of my toys with me,” says Erica, “but I’m still the domme, don’t forget it bitch.”

 

  Jeff smiles and assumes the position on all fours. In one mighty thrust she is balls deep in her boyfriend’s ass and fucking him like a wild beast.

 

 

  Outside the boat while Heather is whimpering with her subtle orgasm as Brad fucks her as best he can with no support other than the boat and his own hip action they can heard Jeff’s screams and Erica’s “take it bitch!”  and *grunts* that she tries to keep sounding ladylike.

 

   “Eh…Sounds like Eric’s…uh…really giving it…uh…to his girlfriend.” says Brad between thrusts into Heather’s submerged pussy.

 

   Heather lets go of the ladder, which Eric is holding onto for support and wraps her arms around him, “How can you tell its Jeff being fucked and not the other way round?”

 

  Brad whispers, “No man screams like that without something in his ass.”

 

  Heather looks him right in the eyes with a smile and quizzical look, “Words of experience,”

 

  As she reaches her hand around behind his ass cheeks and slips her fingers in.

 

  “What the fuck?” they both say as something long and slimy shoots between his ass cheeks like a long tube shaped lick.

 

  Brad pulls out as he floats, “what the fuck was that?”

 

  Heather starts laughing, “some fish probably thought it found a nice dark cave to hide in.”

 

  Brad gives her a playful splash before screaming and trying to grab at something under the water.

 

   “Stop it Brad it’s not funny!” yells Heather.

 

  “Fish biting my dick!” he screams and turns pale as something pulls him away from the boat but keeps him above water.

 

  Heather starts to swim over, unaware that Brad turned pale upon feeling that a long tube like thing had grabbed onto his dick and was sucking him off, and screamed when another shoved its way into his ass and a third around his waist pulling him further from the boat.

 

  Brad starts to breath heavy, lost in the mutual blow and wriggling penetration, or from something entering his system making him not care. Heather feels a slight sting on her thigh like from a small yet weak jellyfish and starts to feel the same high. She starts to sink when the large round green body of the creature floats up under her.

 

  “Oh wow,” she says as her face is right in front of what looks like a green pussy. Looking over she sees her boyfriend being fucked by the thing, “hey…” she says weakly with a *giggle*, “want to watch me make out with this chick?”

 

   She starts to lick around the labia and suck on the clit, alternating with a few tongue flicks until the clit morphs into an erect human penis…that is still green. It wraps some tentacles around her waist and thighs as it lifts her up onto its dick.

 

   Inside the other pair are unaware of what is happening outside, or the world around them as Erica has Jeff face down on the bed while she is up on one leg fucking him as deeply as she can and as hard as she can, having already filled his bowels with two cum dumps and going for a third from what Jeff likes to call her first slave, her ever obedient dick, never getting soft till she says so. His own dick has even started to obey her more than him. They both start to feel light headed as a mist is being sprayed in the room from a hissing four hinged mouthed tentacle that slipped into the door behind him.

 

   In their daze they welcome the third member of their sex-scapade, as long smooth green tentacles invade the room, one going between their legs which branches off as it grows one part forming a small mouth with a smaller tongue like tentacle inside it that tickles Erica’s scrotum while the rest of that one bends up and grabs onto Jeff’s dick suck him with an undulating moistness. One of the tentacles goes up Erica’s back and liquefies its self into a green gelatinous mass that squirms on her back and massages her shoulders. Erica’s hips never stop moving through all this, like a motion controlled robot now she can’t stop or get soft. The mass on her back inflates and takes on a solid shape resembling a green skinned Japanese woman with short dark green hair and large breasts pressed into Erica’s back, her knees bent showing an unnatural height as this shemale imitation’s own slimy green dick is thrust into Erica’s puckering denied hole. This un-woman of a thing has no asshole, instead a thick tentacle is rooted here and going out the door, the tentacles beneath them connected to this form’s taint. It reaches around with its webbed finger like hands and cups Erica’s tits, which are then licked and sucked on by a pair of mouths in the palms of this thing’s pseudo-hands. Unaware they are during their extraordinary fucking of a green slime oozing over their bodies from the tentacles.

 

   Out in the water as the sun goes down Heather is still riding the cock on the ball, her legs held on and balanced by small tentacles forming from the sides of this thing’s main body, as well as the two around her waist. In her blissful state she is unaware that her boyfriend is floating on his back inside a green sack connected underwater via a thick tentacle with only his face showing for a brief moment as another tentacle goes down his throat and a leaf like hood secures its self over his face.

 

 

   A seam in the ball directly in front of Heather splits open with a sickly sound as a green skinned female form comes out, the same as the one that is at the same time inside the boat fucking Erica via a long stalk that is winded up the ladder and onto the deck of the yacht. This figure however has no mouths in its more human like hands as it lifts up Heathers breasts and bends down to suck on them with its mouth, circling the areola. She doesn’t notice that this figure has nothing below the waist and is just a part of the pod that is still fucking her even as her legs are drawn into the pod and her body lowered while making out with the feminine projection down into it. Inside she is still being fucked as more tentacles wrap around her from inside the pod. She drifts to sleep, somehow lying on her back as the thing pushes down on top her while massaging her breasts with hands and tentacles.

 

    ******

 

   The next day, perhaps, or maybe longer, the yacht is long gone, found with its ladder missing. Beneath the waves one can see very long root like tentacles anchored to rocks along the bottom with three fat triangular sacks mixed in among the shorter green roots which swing at anything approaching the sacks. One can see that the sacks are breathing, keeping alive the creature’s prizes, the three genetically male humans held inside them. Inside tubes are in their mouths, rectums, supplying air, nourishment, hydration, and evacuating waste. On all three also there is a third tube a mouthed tentacle hovering over their dicks waiting for them to rehydrate and develop new loads before it fondles them with a smaller tongue around the hole to become erect again so it can drink its fill of their seed. Their urine soaked into the surrounding pod quickly. Erica’s containment has two extra tentacles suckling on her breasts which may be confused actions on part of this thing’s instincts; but keeps her moaning in her dream filled sleep, dreams of many lovers as all three of them are having.

 

    Above the waves great white petals like those of a lily float, spread out from what below them is clearly the opened body of the segmented pod. In the middle of the lilly is a wide yellow pollin patch with Heather lying on her back, legs open around a long yellow stamen. The stamen is lying down between her legs, a protrusion from her inserted into her vagina, a hidden tube inserted into her anus from the plant below. The stamen is lying on her abdomen with its end wrapped around her back and over her breasts barely hiding her nipples against the sticky body.

 

    She opens her eyes, her mind still in a dream like daze as she stares up at a red sky. She smacks her dry mouth feeling hungry and thirsty. From the water rises a green tentacle with an odd protrusion on its end hovering over Heather’s face, like a disembodied green boob with an erect tit. It presses it against her mouth. Instinctively she suckles, drinking in the strange sweet nectar. It pulls back and then sprays her tits and abdomen with a few light squirts of the same nectar. An unknown length of time later Heather hears what sounds like a loud buzzing, this thing, this black fuzzy thing with a bee like abdomen, four long fuzzy legs ending in wide padded four toed feet, and a head like a hummingbird with no face lands over her. She wants to scream as it balances its body on the lily, it being nearly the same size, using its four odd insect like wings to steady its self and hover. Its mouth opens and a long smooth tongue darts out, licking around the stamen and Heather’s body. A shiver runs through her body as its tongue darts against her swollen labia, making the stamens protrusion vibrate bringing her to many quick small orgasms. Her love juices flow and the creature laps it up, all but ignoring anything else. Its large fuzzy body shaking pollen loose which sticks to it as it flies away.

 

   Heather receives three more visitors of this type of creature, between each one receiving nourishment and squirts from the boob thing. Her mind starts to clear up, just enough to realize she is literally stuck to this giant flower. Although she can see them, she hears three loud splashes as the three other pods surface with her friends. They unfold into semi-triangular red flowers with soft blue grass like bed instead of pollen. The men, and Erica, lying in them semi-conscious like Heather. They however are not like her, their dicks are pointing straight up and are painted yellow, their balls are covered in a hard nut like shell from the plant as though guarding them, their bodies have small reptile like scales here and there, and Erica’s tits feel different to her, they are softer, more natural, and in fact she sees after the flower opens two tentacles scoop up the silicone implants and toss them into the sea. Her breasts are now naturally, and the tits are leaking milk.

 

   A loud buzzing, different from before chases away another of the black creatures that had been licking on Heather. What arrives look almost human, blue and red striped creatures with human women, although hard and shell like, torsos, faces like masks with slit mouths and large violet shell like eyes, bug like feathered antenna, wide hips, legs to die for except for the spayed out four toed clawed feet, claw like hands, and massive colorful butterfly like wings. Three land on where the men, and Erica, are. Their slit like toothless and gum-less mouths opening and a proboscis tongue with a tube opening on the end shoot out onto their dicks and suck on them. A fourth one lands instead on the white lilly with Heather and sits astride her, rubbing its softening and glistening labia on the stamen, getting its self off. As one of the black creatures flies by this butterfly woman thing makes a loud buzzing sound with her antenna and scares it off.

 

   The one on Erica gets a nice surprise as it notices her lactating tits and suckles on them with its proboscis. As it enjoys this new taste it sits its pussy down on Erica’s cock and milks it without moving. The other two do the same, their large wings fluttering in the warm breeze like some ritual orgy. Heather is a bit alarmed as the one on her is looking around as if waiting for something, then all four of them at once retract their tongues and then spit out a clear slime that un-sticks them from the flowers, yet paralyses them at the same time. The giant plant thing also shivers as if trying to move from the same paralysis, as they lift the four people up and fly off with them towards what looks like the top of a giant tree sticking out of the ocean. Heather however is dropped as the tentacle creature recovers and swipes at the butterfly, she us caught in the air by the tentacles as they expand into leaf like sheets scooping her up safely.

 

   As Heather is dropped back onto the lilly, no longer sticking to it and the tentacles go back under water, the three other flowers close up and retract under water. Her mind now fully awake she freezes as the stamen morphs into the likeness of a woman, the same likeness as before only golden and with a curved stamen tip over her head and a penis like protrusions, the semblance of legs looking like they are wrapped in something going down into the plant, like a woman inside the stamen yet whose fully expressive face is clearly part of it.

 

  “Greedy bugs,” says the stamen, “this one mine, my mate, they collect seeds.”

 

  Heather is stunned silent, confused as to whether this is real or not, until the stamen girl lunges at her like a snake and kisses her, her golden tongue dripping a delicious golden nectar into her mouth. She *hiccups* and *giggles* before falling back onto the lilly, the golden stamen girl lying on her, re-inserting its cock like protrusion while making out with her, even as another black creature lands and licks around the two lovers collecting their nectar and pollen being shaken up. Its darting tongue exciting Heather as a third party in this orgy, choosing however not to look at the source and only feel the womanly shape on her and the cock vibrating in her.

 

   They continue as night falls and the lilly closes up, the stamen glowing with golden light as they bob on the water.

 

  Heather catches her breath and whispers, “this is real isn’t it?”

 

  The Stamen cocks its head like a confused dog.

 

 “Wh…what are you?” chokes up Heather.

 

  “Don’t know,” says the Stamen, “I am…young, only know what…I know. Don’t know how, just do.”

 

   Heather laughs nervously, and thinks about her friends, “Why…what happened to my friends?”

 

  “Bugs,” says the stamen, “I know…I know this, I present seeded males, they take seeded males to other type, other type seeded by them through me. Pollen for my type.”

 

   Heather nods and laughs, she is a biology major, but that is just weird.

 

  “Why…me, and not with them?” asks Heather trying to keep it simple.

 

  The stamen responds, “I keep you, you…bait…this shape liked by bugs, spread pollen. I keep you…authentic, and….fun, I next life cycle…need you.”

 

   “For what in your next life cycle?” asks Heather instinctively trying to back up and remembering that everything around her right now is this creature now just the part she is talking to.

 

  “Don’t know,” says the stamen, “I…I…I keep you…safe…fuck you, then next happens.”

 

  With that the stamen morphs back into its original stamen shape and stops glowing, leaving behind an echo from all around her saying, “sleep now.”

   

 

*End Interlude part.01*