tentacle monster which lives in your old and weird looking cabinet that came with the medieval house you purchased, being intrigued by a sweet thing like you, living all alone in such a huge home.
at first, it only observed your sleeping body from the cabinet, not risking to come out and scare you off, but as the time went by, it basically shared a bed with you all night.
tentacle monster who couldn’t hold itself when your see through panties were peeking out from the oversized t-shirt you slept in, barely covering anything, especially not the small wet patch formed on the material.
what kind of dreams were you even having?
its tentacles slowly crept up your legs, skipping over your pussy for now, pulling your shirt up to expose your tits.
the slimy suckers gently played with your flesh, circling around your perked nipples before latching on them. they sucked on your tits, desperately, like they were trying to milk you, your soft and barely audible whines giving the monster the confirmation it needed.
sweet thing like you, was surely enjoying dirty things being done to her.
the other tentacles explored your entire body, wrapping themselves around the soft skin of your plush thighs, gripping your waist tight enough to leave bruises, enveloping you entirely in its slimy limbs.
your panties were soaked now, soft mewls echoing from your lips.
you felt the uncomfortable wetness between your thighs when you woke up, unsure what happened, even after you saw all the circle-shaped hickeys littered on your skin, each different shades of red.
maybe the already half-dried slimy trail leading from your bed to the old cabinet would give you answers?
