Defiled: Escape from the Tentacle Demons is now available! This story is the first part in my new horror trilogy, featuring tentacle demon erotica.
Kelly Masters is moving to a new city, when her car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. Lost in an unfamiliar village, she can feel that something is wrong—very wrong. Will the town’s inhabitants let her leave? And what do they want with her body? A 3500 word story of trauma, betrayal, and violation by tentacles!
This story is part I of the Escape from the Tentacle Demons trilogy, though it can be read as a stand-alone. (Or save money and buy the bundle—3 stories in one!)
Warnings: tentacle monster sex, oral, anal, tentacle penetration, dubious consent, forced sex. Contains very strong language and explicit sexual content between adults aged 18 and over (human and demon). Adult-only themes may offend or disturb some readers.
If you love erotic horror and tentacles, you’ll love Defiled: Escape from the Tentacle Demons!
You don’t know how lucky you are, Kelly.
She gasped. In the mirror, the shadows coalesced into a grinning face, with double rows of teeth and burning coals for eyes. She screamed again, struggling even harder, but the creature held her down as though it was sucking her into the slime.
“What are you? Is this some kind of joke?”
The face moved so that it was behind her head, its teeth at the nape of her neck. Your kind have given us many names over the years. Spirit, fiend, djinn, demon…
The shadows shifted again. Each tendril grew fatter, until Kelly was wrapped in the embrace of a multi-tentacled creature, its limbs spilling out of the bath as though it was some kind of giant octopus. She screamed as two of the tentacles wrapped around her legs, dragging her knees apart.
The gunk on her breasts coalesced into narrow tendrils. They slid under her bra straps, deliberately lifting them away from her body and releasing them with a snap.
“Ow!” Kelly kicked her feet, splashing fluid over the side of the tub. Despite her efforts, the level didn’t seem to get any lower. If anything, the creature was growing, its dark shape filling the whole bathroom.
Don’t struggle, Kelly. We only want what’s best for you.
The tentacles on her stomach slid downwards until they found the clasp to her jeans. Kelly whimpered as they fumbled with the brass button, finally growing impatient and ripping it off. It skittered along the floor, echoing each time it bounced.
The denim was heavy and soaked through, but the creature managed to wrest it off her hips despite her protestations. It fell onto the floor like a sack of potatoes.
“What do you want from me? What do you want?”
What do you think?
More tendrils slid behind Kelly, fumbling with the clasp of her bra. She squealed as the snap broke, and the creature dragged it off her arms.
Her skin goosepimpled in the cold air. Kelly watched her nipples harden in the mirror, and she blushed.
“This isn’t right. You can’t do this!”
The creature ran its tentacles over her breasts, kneading her flesh and pinching her until she gasped.
How long has it been since you took a lover, Kelly? A year? More? The body remembers. It always does.
“This isn’t love! This is—”
Don’t be foolish. You want this.
Kelly screamed a wordless protest. More tentacles swarmed over her legs, moving up from her ankles to her thighs. Her body arched out of the bath, seeking freedom. The creature clung to her tightly, leaving red marks across her wrists.
Brenda was like you, once. It was so kind of you to take her place.
“I didn’t mean to! I—” Kelly gasped as the creature pressed a tentacle against her panties, rubbing the tip of its limb against her crotch. “Stop that!”
Let me tell you what’s going to happen to you, Kelly. I’m going to make you climax. I’m going to fill your holes, one by one, until you beg me for release.
Yes. And at your final moment, I’ll take a bit of your soul. Just a fraction. You won’t miss it.
“No—no! You can’t!”
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