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To say a day of the Tenta Sutra is an odd yet gratifying feeling, would be an understatement. When you first step inside, there is an overwhelming feeling of embarrassment as you cloths simply disappear in the heavy mists that blanket the interior of the building, but when you find yourself inside one of the pools or beds… the only way to describe it is addicting and liberating.  Or at least, that’s what Alex and I thought the first time we made our reservations.

           The outside of the building wasn’t anything spectacular, but then again, it was the red light district, so glitz and glam weren’t really a thought when most of these places opened.  The building itself looked like it was on the tail end of what might have been a successful life as a hotel, reduced to some naughty massage parlor as a last ditch attempt to keep from being demolished by the city council. But inside, there was a life that seemed to resonate through the air and through the heavy mist the blanketed the ground.  There was no receptionist, only two signs pointing to a male and female door. Naturally Alex and I obeyed and went through the separate doors, but instead of being greeted to the sights and smells of a dingy locker room, we were greeted to each other, our naked bodies on full display for one another.

           It wasn’t as if this was the first time we saw each other naked, Alex and I had essentially been joined at the hip since we met in Kindergarten, but to see her now, it was different.  She had matured fully and her body exemplified it, unlike mine which was still trying to sort itself out.  I couldn’t help but blush and cover my crotch as we stared at each other, not uttering a word before a series of blinking lights illuminated a path through the mist.  Hesitantly, we followed the path through the mist, the water droplets seemed to stick to my fur, making it matted and frizzy and some places, whereas it dripped off Alex’s scales, causing her skin to glow with an unnatural shine.  

The lights stopped at a set of double doors that seemed to exude the mist, and looking back at the events that followed, there must have been something in the mist itself.  From what I could tell, both Alex and I were driven into heat from the mist.  Her nipples and clit stood erect and swollen and it seemed the slightest breeze was enough to get her moaning in pleasure. As for me, my cock was trembling with lust and begging for release, and had it not been for the doors opening, Alex probably would have jumped me then and there.

Inside the room behind the doors was filled with debauched scenes only the Japanese could think of.  Dozens of organic and mechanical devices littered the room, each one serving a different purpose and each with its own occupant in the midst of pure bliss and ecstasy.  Alex charged ahead, driven more by lust than reason, and pulled me close behind her. All around us the groans and gasps of pleasure filled the air, only broken by the sharp scream of orgasmic pleasure.   I could see us moving towards a set of frightening devices, their form bulbous and fleshy with dozens of tentacles and suckers residing in what I could only assume to be a maw, as similar devices around it were closed shut, with muffled cries and moans of pleasure emanating from them.

Almost without warning, I was thrust inside the device, its tentacles eagerly wrapping around my arms and legs, immobilizing me as they sunk into its slime filled depth.  Soon, I could feel something cold slither across my back as the chamber as I struggled to free myself.  This only further excited the device, which slathered my body in an opaque slime, causing me to grow hot and tingle with pleasure as the tentacles slithered around my lithe frame.  

Much to my surprise, the tentacles were quite gentle, massaging my body as if dozens of masseuses were working on every muscle and every nerve in my body.  Slowly, I eased into the bed and did not resist as a large tentacle latched on to my face, sending dozens of smaller tentacles into my nose and mouth. However, it wasn’t long before I felt something prodding at my tail hole.  All I could do to resist was try to clench my butt cheeks, but when I did, the tentacles simply parted them and I could feel something push into my hole. I tried clenching my sphincter and cheeks again, but the tentacle trying to bury itself in my hole began vibrating.

The feeling of pleasure as it vibrated above my g spot almost made me come right then and there as I loosened my muscles, allowing more of it to push into me.  I could feel it’s knots push past my ever widening sphincter as a soft pop could be heard every time another knot slip inside, vibrating along with the rest of the tentacle as I moaned into the tentacle latched onto my mouth, allowing several tentacles to slither into my throat and down into my stomach.  As this happened, I could feel something soft and soaking wet latch onto my cock.  Hundreds of cilia began stroking it, sending ripples of pleasure through me as the tentacle began undulating as if it were sucking me off.  

The feelings inside my mouth, ass, and on my cock almost made me pass out in pleasure.  The only thing that kept me awake, was the feeling of the tentacle in my ass wrenching itself from my hole, each not slipping out with a loud pop as it pulled out leaving just the head buried inside me.  Then, with the same agonizingly slow push, each not slipped inside me, going deeper this time as my stomach began to bulge.  This time, as it went deeper, wider and thicker knots pushed themselves into me, spreading my hole even farther as I bucked and spasmed inside the warm depths of the organism.

Eventually, the entire tentacle sat inside my ass, each knot forming a series of bulges along the outline of my large intestine as they vibrated and pulled out one final time.  As this happened, the stimulation of my cock grew in intensity until precum was gushing out of my tip into the cilia surrounding it.  All the while, the tentacles in my mouth had been pumping me full of the slime, making my belly bulge even more prominently than when the tentacle was inside me until finally I couldn’t hold back the feeling any longer. I came hard, shooting my load into the awaiting dendrils and cilia as I spasmed and shook with pleasure before blacking out.  

Next thing I knew, I was panting on the warm, damp floor outside the organic device, Alex resting beside me in a state of semi-delirious lust. She had a bulge a lot like mine, though hers was much bigger, making her look like she was 3 months pregnant whereas mine just barely visible.  My entire body felt oddly fine, though I could feel my hole struggling to return to its normal shape as it spasmed.  I began to giggle, still semi euphoric before curling up against Alex as we waited to get our strength back. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------