Author's Note:
This chapter diverges from the middle of the previous bad ending chapter.
If Shiori's hair hadn't fallen out and she wasn't consumed by tentacles, this is how it would have turned out.
I'm sorry for any confusion.
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In the dark room, Shiori was sitting on the bed as naked as when she as born.
A squelching sound has been echoing intermittently.
It was the sound of the tentacle that Shiori loved coming closer. It was a sound that promised to deliver such blissful ecstasy.
"Come here!"
Shiori knelt on the bed and positioned herself on all fours.
Her mind was filled with nothing but sex.
The tentacle slithered up the bed, stretching out to wrap around Shiori's body.
The tentacle gradually ascended from her feet to her ankles, calves, and thighs.
Squelch, squelch.
When the limbs wrapped around her like vines, that area became wet and cool with slime.
The tentacle wrapped several soft limbs around her, finally reaching Shiori's upper body.
It felt as if her whole body was being squeezed by several snakes.
A number of tentacles travel around her chest playing with her body as they please.
Shiori especially loved when arms tightly wrapped around her waist.
"Hehe, I'm so happy!"
A smile naturally broke out on her face.
As Shiori gets on all fours, the tentacles wrap around her from behind and begin to violate her.
Ever since the tentacles grew and the limbs became longer, they have been having sex in this position almost every night.
Shiori has no right to refuse as she is firmly held down by the strong grip of the tentacles, but she loves every moment, so she doesn't particularly mind.
A slippery sensation writhes around her groin.
The base of the tentacle moves rhythmically behind Shiori's plump backside.
"Ahhh."
Shiori closes her eyes, preparing for the pleasure that awaits her. With her mouth half-open, she displays a blissfully dazed face.
By having sex every night, the pleasure of sex been completely ingrained in Shiori.
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
One of the tentacle limbs reaches out and sucks on her clitoris.
"Ahh, mmm, ahh."
Without any shame, Shiori moans loudly. She had learned that vocalizing her pleasure would make it feel even better.
"My clit, ah, no, I can't take it!"
Her hips jerk as she instinctively tries to escape from sexual stimulus, but she can't manage it because she's wrapped up in the tentacles.
"No, no," she says, trembling with pleasure.
With her upper body pressed against the bed, she lifts her ass while staying on all fours as she is being violated.
This female. Shiori was a female in heat.
After the assault on her clitoris concludes, one of the tentacle's limbs prods Shiori's labia.
"Please, come! I need you to put it my pussy!"
Shiori knew it was a clear indication that something was about to be put inside her.
Without anyone telling her, Shiori starts begging lewdly.
Two weeks ago, Shiori would have never said something like this. However, for the current Shiori, feeling embarrassed didn’t matter.
Rather, the embarrassment itself is what excites her; what reason is there to hesitate?
Squish, gulp, slurp.
"Ahh, it's here!"
She can't help but let her joy shine through her voice. The tentacle's arm, slimy with mucus and Shiori's love juice, is inserted into Shiori's vagina.
Just by being put in, Shiori feels a sexual sensation that resonates in her crotch, hips, and lower abdomen.
Deep down, she craved to rock her hips back and forth for more pleasure, but she was unable to do so due to being restrained by the tentacles.
Instead, the tentacle vibrates inside Shiori's body. The vibration hits the shallow part of her vagina and generate waves of pleasure.
Tremble, tremble, tremble.
It feels exactly like having a rotor inserted. However, unlike a rotor, the tentacle cannot be controlled by Shiori's will.
"Haah, haah."
Overwhelmed by pleasure, Shiori moans. The breath she exhaled turned into moans, and there was no stopping it.
The pleasurable wave spreads throughout Shiori's entire body. She feels a sweet tingling travel up her spine to the back of her head, but Shiori knows she can't cum from this alone.
On the bed, Shiori and the tentacles are intertwined, but neither is moving much. The tentacles only vibrate at their tips within her vagina.
Breathing heavily, Shiori shakes her head.
The pleasure envelops her completely, offering no refuge. Shiori was on the verge of breaking.
"Please, let me cum."
The tentacles were cold and unyielding, not moving at all.
"Haaah, haaah."
Shiori moans, saliva dripping from her slightly open mouth. However, Shiori herself is unaware of this.
The pleasure from the tentacles were making her hips twitch. It felt as if the vibrations inside her vagina had shifted there.
But it's still not enough to make her cum.
"I want to cum, I don’t want to feel good anymore!"
Shiori shakes her head and starts to cry uncontrollably.
"Please forgive me, I can't take it anymore."
Sniffling and sobbing, Shiori pleads for forgiveness.
However, Shiori, herself didn't quite understand what she was apologizing for.
She was only focused on escaping the sweet tingling that consumed her.
Finally, the tentacle stops vibrating. Then, it hardens at the tip and thrusts deep into Shiori.
"Haaah, ahh, mmh."
The long-awaited movement thrusts into the deepest part of her vagina.
In the same position, the tentacle moves back and forth not towards the arm, but towards the waist of Shiori who is grabbing it.
In that position, the tentacle moves back and forth not around Shiori's arms but around Shiori's waist.
The lewd, splashing sounds of sexual intercourse echo through the room.
"Aahn, ahn, ahn, ahn."
In rhythm with the movements, Shiori cries out loudly. Any fear of being overheard by neighbors had long faded away.
With every movement of Shiori's hips is accompanied with squelches.
"Aahn, ahn, ahn, ahn."
The feeling that she was being used as a hole for the tentacle.
The feel of tentacles clinging to her legs, thighs, hips, stomach, chest, and hands.
The overwhelming pleasure of her crotch that seems intent on transforming Shiori from the inside out.
Shiori loved every bit of it.
"Aahn, ahn, ahn, ahn."
The thrusting of the tentacle accelerates.
Her thighs quiver in small, jerky movements. Pleasure and excitement, along with a white numbness, rise up her spine.
Slosh, slosh
"It feels good, my pussy feels so good!"
Shiori, in a shameful position, yells lewd phrases.
The nightly sex with the tentacle must have deprived Shiori of something important as a human being.
"Mmm, I'm cumming, I'm cumming." A white light explodes at the back of her head as Shiori feels her vagina unconsciously tighten around the tentacle. "Ahhhh." Shiori climaxes as she gasps for air.
Relaxing her entire body, she enjoys the pleasure while being manipulated by the tentacles.
As always, Shiori's mind was overflowing with happiness.
However, it seemed that the tentacles were still not satisfied.
Even while Shiori is cumming, the tentacles refuse to stop violating her.
Squish, squish.
Every time the tentacle poked her womb, a wave of happiness swept through Shiori's head one after another.
Unable to bear the violent sensations, Shiori's mind turned off.
Just before her consciousness blacked out, Shiori saw multiple arms writhing before her face, their tips swelling.
♦
Still collapsed on the bed, Shiori makes a sniffling sound.
"Whoa."
What awaited Shiori when she woke up was a fierce sexual odor and the feel of the thick liquid all over her body.
A sour, pungent smell that reminds her of sex just by smelling it. A mushy, sticky, cloudy liquid.
To put it bluntly, it was semen.
Shiori's bed was in a terrible state.
It was drenched in the cloudy liquid of the tentacles, resembling a flood.
It was beyond just being wet; when Shiori touched it, it made a squelching sound.
Shiori herself was also covered in the cloudy liquid.
Not only was her groin covered in the cloudy liquid, but her face and hair were covered as well.
Could it be because she was lying face down on the flooded bed?
"What am I going to do about this...?"
Shiori lets out a sigh.
However, at the same time, Shiori was also filled with excitement. She sniffs the air, inhaling the scent of the milky liquid.
The female part inside Shiori was happy. She felt a tingling sensation in her lower abdomen.
Being violated by a male, being used, and bearing a child. This smell reminded her of such things.
"Huh? Where are you?"
Shiori comes to her senses and starts looking for the tentacle.
Right now, Shiori felt an overwhelming desire to hug the tentacle.
It's not just today; it often happens that after sex, she's overwhelmed by a desire to be enveloped in something and to tightly hug something.
The tentacle was sitting a short distance away.
"Oh, there you are!"
Still naked, Shiori cuddles the tentacle's base to her chest.
Its countless arms were wriggling about.
All of them dripping milky liquid from their mouths at the tips.
The cool temperature of the tentacle felt soothing against her hot, flushed body from sex.
While embracing it, happiness filled her heart.
Unlike during sex, this was a pure, 100% love and happiness.
Without thinking, she said, "I love you!" ❤
With the tip of her tongue, she licked the end of the arm that was wiggling in front of her.
As if caressing, Shiori lovingly began lapping up the cloudy liquid.
A milky white liquid splashed onto her tongue. She knew it would be, but it still tasted bitter.
Still, Shiori continues to lick and not just the one, but several.
"Hmm, sigh, sigh, slurp."
Shiori wanted the tentacles to feel good too.
She doesn't know whether the tentacle has feelings, but she wants it to feel that having sex with her was enjoyable.
Could this be considered a feminine instinct?
"Hmm, hmm, hmm."
Gradually, the gentle soothing licking movements changed to rough blowjob-like movements.
The tentacle grabbed Shiori's head and thrusts deep into her mouth.
There were times when she found this frightening, but Shiori had grown accustomed to this movement after repeating it many times
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm."
While breathing through her nose, she savored the taste of the milky liquid and the slimy feel of the tentacles ravaging her throat.
It was still painful, but she learned that if she relaxed, it would feel good.
As long as she threw away all pride and embarrassment as a human being and surrendered to the tentacle it felt absolutely amazing.
♦
Twitch, twitch, twitch.
Suddenly, a strange sensation runs through Shiori's body, while she was drunk on the pleasure of the blowjob.
She feels a strange sensation, just shy of pain, tickling and itching in the depths of her waist.
"Huh? What is this?"
Shiori tenses up at the unfamiliar sensation.
Before she knew it, the tentacle had pulled it's arm out of Shiori's mouth.
A multitude of arms begin to caress Shiori's abdomen from top to bottom.
The smooth caress felt pleasant, but the sensation deep in her waist was unsettling.
Puff, blorp, blorp.
A fart-like sound of air escaping from her vaginal opening sounds in the room.
"Eek!"
The position she's in makes it seem as if the tentacles are sniffing her fart, which is very embarrassing.
Twitch, twitch, twitch.
The strange sensation grows even stronger.
Shiori realized that this feeling was coming from her womb.
But even if she noticed, there was nothing Shiori could do.
"Ah!"
It felt like her womb was being pushed open from the inside.
"Ugh, uhh."
This... feels like childbirth....
Shiori had never given birth before, but she instinctively understood that this sensation was that of childbirth.
Thankfully, unlike actual childbirth, there was almost no pain.
Pff, pff, pff.
Along with the sensation, the sound grows louder.
The tentacles wriggled, spreading Shiori's legs wide open.
"Ugh, haah, haah."
It felt like she was under anesthesia and her womb was being torn apart from the inside. Even though it didn't hurt, it felt terrifying.
When the sensation welling up inside Shiori reaches its peak. Something begins to come from inside.
Shiori gasps for air, her shoulders heaving.
"Hah, mmh, mmh!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Shiori cried out, and at the same time, her womb opened.
Blup, blup, blup.
There was a loud noise, and a slender lump of flesh came out of Shiori.
It was an earthworm enveloped in a foul-smelling, slimy goo.
Needless to say, it was obviously the child of Shiori and the tentacle.
"Wow, it looks just like the first time I met you."
Watching the newly born earthworm, she feels a strange sense of affection welling up within her.
Even though it should just be an earthworm, a strong feeling of duty and protectiveness towards it wells up inside her.
She finds it oddly impressive that she possesses a maternal instinct too.
"So cute!"
Smooch, smooch, lick.
She doesn't really know why she decided to do that, but before she knew it, Shiori was gently licking up the foul-smelling goo around her child with her tongue.
In response, the small earthworm jumps energetically.
Shiori felt tired and heavy but managed to go to the fridge to give the newborn earthworm some milk.
Shiori was filled with joy.
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Author's Note:
The story concludes with this chapter.
First and foremost, thank you very much for reading this far.
Although this is something I write as a hobby, the fact that people are reading it has greatly motivated me.
Even on days I wasn't writing, I would smile to myself while checking the number of views. lol.
I would love it if you could share your feedback, as it would make me smile even more.
The story ends here, but I plan to continue posting on Nocturne.
Since I have only written short stories so far, my next goal is to tackle a full-length story
I will do my best to create an erotic story.
Chapter length 5750 characters.
Note: Happy Halloween everyone. Oh, by the way if anybody has any Christmas/Newyear themed series please let me know so I can prepare them early. Or if anyone has any horror series for next Halloween, you can comment them down below.
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