Tentacle Monster Senior

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Urban legends, ghost stories circulating among city dwellers, are usually discussed in online forums.

The veracity of these stories is highly questionable. However, various people claim to have experienced the bizarre and fantastical events discussed earlier, blurring the lines between truth and fiction and making it difficult to discern the facts. However, the value of most urban legends lies merely in providing fodder for casual conversation; many consider them just spooky tales posted online by bored individuals to scare people.

No one believes such fictional stories will happen to them, including our lovely Ms. Sakuramoto. She's currently sharing a bizarre story she recently encountered online with her senior during her lunch break at school.

"Senior, senior, you know what?" Sakuramoto's pink, fluffy ears twirled cleverly on her head, and her little tail wagged back and forth as she asked with a smug look, "There's a new urban legend going around online lately!"

"Oh? What is it? Tell me about it?" The senior sat in the chair opposite Sakuramoto, leisurely flipping through the novel in his hands, reading with great interest. Clearly, he was ignoring Sakuramoto's words and hadn't listened at all.

Sakuramoto and the senior met in a school club. The so-called "Literature Club" was actually just a lazy club, a gathering place for book lovers, and another good place for the former "Going Home Club" to kill time. Sakuramoto's senior was the president of this Literature Club. It was said that when the previous president was passing on the club, he found that he was the only one left, so he had to pass it on to him, and the Literature Club almost disbanded. In the end, it was only after Sakuramoto and other freshmen joined that the club barely survived, and most people, after participating in one or two activities, became "ghost members" of the club again. So Sakuramoto and her senior often used the club activity room as their lunch break room.

"Senior...! Hmm... Listen to me properly!" Sakuramoto, slightly annoyed by her senior's indifferent attitude, tried to snatch the book from his hands, but he swiftly blocked her. "You talk, I'm listening, don't disturb my reading." The senior calmly patted non-existent dust off the book cover, adjusted his glasses, and said, his eyes fixed on the contents of the book.

"Hmm... Senior is always like this..." Sakuramoto's bright pink ears drooped, and her lively tail hung down, but she quickly recovered, as she began to talk incessantly about the urban legends she had seen online.

“The story goes like this, listen carefully, senior,” Sakuramoto’s eyes were already shining with excitement. She was always interested in these strange stories and especially loved sharing them with others, sometimes scaring other girls, but Sakuramoto enjoyed it nonetheless. However, her stories had never made her senior frown even once. This time, Sakuramoto was confident that she could scare her senior, because this story was completely new (although it was always new). “Ahem! The story goes like this… um… there’s a monster called ‘The First Creation.’ No one knows why it’s called the First Creation, but many victims who have been attacked by it are muttering to themselves…” She kept muttering the phrase "the first work," as if it were something this monster was searching for? Sakuramoto paused, secretly observing her senior's expression. Finding him motionless and unchanging, she continued, "So far, all the victims are women, and when they were found, most were disheveled, listless, and covered in an unknown slime, especially from the pores on their ears, where the slime was slowly oozing out." Sakuramoto, who had been pacing the room and speaking methodically, suddenly stopped, turning to stare at her senior, trying to discern his change. However, all she received in return was her senior calmly turning the pages of his book.

"Hmm... I don't believe it..." she muttered to herself in a very low voice, then continued her animated description, "Victims who were still conscious described the monster as looking like a human, but it would extend countless tiny tentacles from some unknown place. They seemed very fragile but were actually very tough and powerful, and no matter how much you struggled, you couldn't break free. Then, those tentacles would bind the victim in a very uncomfortable position and begin to torture them." "

By the way, most victims felt drowsy when they encountered this monster, and when they woke up, they found that the place where they met this monster was completely different. Only then did they realize how terrifying the non-human creature in front of them was."

"Eh? Senior, how do you know?" Sakuramoto looked at her senior, who had been reading diligently just moments before, with a puzzled expression. Now he had put the book away and stood up, dusting off his clothes. Her senior had never been interested in these kinds of urban legends, so why today...? At that moment, Sakuramoto suddenly felt the air around her gradually warming up, and things in front of her became somewhat blurry. Sleepiness swept over her, and just as she was about to faint, she saw her senior slowly walking towards her side.

"No way...!"

With a thud, Sakuramoto collapsed to the ground. When

Sakuramoto

awoke, she found herself in an upside-down world, yet everything felt strangely familiar. Orange curtains, pink bedding, a brown teddy bear on the bed… Wasn't this her dorm room? But when she realized she was in her dorm room at school, she felt an extremely uncomfortable sensation. She was tightly bound by something slippery, and Sakuramoto could clearly feel it moving across her body, completely disregarding a girl's privacy, and it seemed to be tightening around her.

Sakuramoto fully regained consciousness. A strange fear struck her brain, but the nauseating sensation prevented her from screaming; she could only dry heave in the air with her mouth half-open.

Now, she could see clearly what was on her body—numerous tiny, tentacle-like creatures, like brown ropes, were crawling all over her, binding her. These objects, upon touching her skin, had a soft, scaly outer shell, like snakes, but slowly secreted a viscous, very cold liquid from them. Following the tentacles towards their source, Sakuramoto almost bristled with fear, but in an instant, she felt a deep terror, even trembling uncontrollably, and she even urinated… The pale yellow urine soaked her white underwear. Because she was hanging upside down by the tentacles, the urine flowed down her body under the influence of gravity, staining her clothes and the floor, which was already a mess from the unknown slime. She didn't react much to the strange sensation in her lower body, but instead spoke to the person in front of her in a trembling, almost inaudible voice, "Why is it you…"

The person who came into Sakuramoto's view was none other than her senior, the president of the literature club, the calm and collected president.

From behind the senior, countless small brown tentacles emerged, hanging Sakuramoto upside down in the dormitory. The senior, now a non-human creature, remained unmoved by Sakuramoto's complaints or pleas. Sakuramoto tried to make a final struggle with her tail, but the non-human tentacle monster sensed this, detaching a tentacle from its back and tightly coiling it around her tail, slowly and laboriously wriggling.

"Ugh… Senior is so awful…" At this moment, tears, slime, or something else streamed down Sakuramoto's face as she pleaded, or perhaps stubbornly begged, for mercy from the monster before her, who was exactly as she had described.

The tentacles wrapped around her body tightly constricted Sakuramoto's slender frame. The sudden tightness made her cry out, "Gah..." Then, the tentacles, mixed with mucus and other fluids, slowly began to writhe all over Sakuramoto's body, from her forehead to her cheeks, from her fair back to her pink nipples, from her fleshy thighs to her tender vulva, even the soles of her snow-white feet were not spared. Every private and sensitive spot on the girl's body was covered with tentacles, and her once innocent body was now experiencing something unlike anything she had ever felt before.

Numbness, pain, soreness, weakness, itching, burning, stickiness, smoothness, and coldness—

these sensations mingled and assaulted the girl's brain. A flush had already spread across her cheeks, and she was drenched in sweat. Soft breaths and occasional moans escaped from her cherry-like lips, which were exhaling warm breaths. Her dazed eyes were already blurred with the mixture of fluids as she stared blankly at the strange creature groping her.

Just as Sakuramoto was beginning to adjust to the sensations assaulting her brain, she felt herself being moved slightly. What appeared before her made her instinctively want to pull away, but the tentacles held her back, allowing her to only turn her head slightly.

Her senior's penis was now erect before her. Because she was hanging upside down, Sakuramoto could see not only the enormous penis throbbing slightly in front of her, but also the golden orb hanging from his crotch, already writhing rhythmically with eager anticipation.

Stimulated by the scene before her, Sakuramoto regained a slight sense of clarity. Faced with such an enormous penis, she pleaded in a desperate voice, "No...don't do this...senpai...no..." She tried to close her mouth tightly, but it was useless. The tentacles around her head forced her mouth open, and Sakuramoto was filled with terror—it was too big to fit!

Before she could react, the tentacles, clearly not controlling their strength, snapped with a crisp "crack," and Sakuramoto's jawbone was dislocated.

Now, Sakuramoto was truly helpless, only able to whimper in pain as she watched the penis being shoved into her mouth, seemingly determined to push it all the way in. Sure enough, the monster slowly inserted the penis, and then its golden tip pressed against Sakuramoto's nose as she hung upside down. However, Sakuramoto had no time to care about the thing on her nose; instead, she struggled frantically in mid-air, trying to break free of her restraints. Because the penis was so long and large, it completely filled Sakuramoto's mouth, even reaching her throat and compressing her trachea. At this point, she couldn't breathe fresh air, and each contraction of her lungs tightened her already congested throat and trachea, creating a vacuum-like constriction.

If it weren't for the monster's inhuman thrusting force, its penis would have suffocated Sakuramoto by now.

The monster didn't seem to be venting its lust; it was simply mechanically thrusting back and forth, allowing Sakuramoto to inhale a little air through her nose for a brief moment when the penis slightly left her throat. However, the pain in her throat and the discomfort throughout her body caused her nasal cavity to secrete a large amount of fluid, mixed with the viscous liquid produced by the tentacles and her own bodily fluids, which was inhaled through her nostrils. The entry of the penis into her throat caused Sakuramoto to cough and gag painfully, though to no avail. The influx of these messy liquids from her nasal cavity undoubtedly exacerbated her suffering, but she was powerless to do anything about it. She could only helplessly allow her body to be played with and abused.

After an unknown amount of time, the monster finally stopped its oral sex on Sakuramoto's throat. During this process, Sakuramoto was nearly unconscious, but the monster showed no intention or movement to ejaculate.

When the penis was pulled out, what flowed from Sakuramoto's mouth wasn't just saliva, but also a mixture of liquid she hadn't swallowed but couldn't cough up. Regaining her ability to breathe, Sakuramoto took a deep breath, which only intensified her pain—her throat, already aching from the torment, was now flushed back up with each breath, further irritating her already injured throat. She coughed violently, eventually coughing up traces of blood.

The tentacles on Sakuramoto showed no sign of loosening their grip; they continued to slowly writhe, teasing her already seemingly broken body.

After this series of tortures, coupled with being hung upside down and blood pooling in her brain, she was now dizzy, her surroundings spinning, unable to distinguish up from down from left from right.

At this moment, the monster seemed to have had enough fun, and lowered Sakuramoto, who had been hanging upside down. Although the tentacles were still wrapped around her, Sakuramoto was now limp and unconscious on the dormitory floor.

Just then, the tentacles moved again, lifting Sakuramoto's limbs off the ground, her small body dangling helplessly in mid-air. For some reason, as if performing art, it forcibly stretched her legs apart, creating a horizontal split in the air, while her hands were haphazardly restrained behind her back. Although she was a girl, Sakuramoto wasn't very flexible, and this forced split made her feel a tearing pain in her groin. Sakuramoto, who had almost lost consciousness, was thus abruptly pulled back to reality.

And this reality made Sakuramoto wish she had remained unconscious.

The enormous penis was now about to be inserted into her lower body, but Sakuramoto was just a student, inexperienced in such matters. Although her narrow vagina was already wet from the previous play, it simply couldn't accommodate such a behemoth.

She wanted to scream for help, to wail, to beg, to cry, but her dislocated jaw and the tentacles that were gradually wrapping around her neck prevented all of this from happening, and the tightening tentacles didn't even give her a chance to make a sound.

No way... it's a lie... it's so big, it can't fit in at all... Sakuramoto thought sadly, her lower body was about to have its virginity taken away under such circumstances.

But this time, the monster wasn't as gentle as before; instead, it very roughly thrust its hips forward, forcefully penetrating Sakuramoto's body.

"Cough!!!" The sudden pain made Sakuramoto tremble all over. The enormous penis, after being inserted into her narrow body, pierced through her cervix and entered her uterus, forcibly stretching it, churning her intestines, and reaching her stomach. Stomach acid and half-digested food were expelled and sprayed from her mouth.

Undoubtedly, Sakuramoto's lower body was now covered in blood. Although not a bloody mess, the rupture of her hymen, the tearing of her vaginal opening, and the tearing of her cervix and uterine wall caused blood to slowly flow down the monster's penis. This blood fueled the monster's lust, causing him to frantically thrust into Sakuramoto's body.

Since the remaining food in her stomach had already been vomited out, only stomach acid was being slowly expelled with each thrust. The moment the penis was withdrawn, the vaginal walls were everted, clinging tightly to the penis due to its tightness and narrowness, which had been roughly penetrated by the enormous penis.

Sakuramoto had now completely lost consciousness.

She had no idea how long she had been tortured by this monster, or how much it had ejaculated inside her. She only remembered the pain, the excruciating pain. When she awoke, she had been in the ICU for almost ten days, during which time the hospital had issued four critical condition notices. Her survival was nothing short of a miracle.

Those who found Sakuramoto were beyond shocked by the horrific scene. They saw her sprawled on the dormitory floor like a mangled mess, her clothes tattered, her body covered in wounds, especially severe in her genitals and mouth. Beside her lay the lifeless remains of a male student. The forensic doctor deduced he had been dead for two weeks when he was found there.

[The End]

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