Chosen

Please be advised this is a story in the tradition of Japanese tentacle erotica, which combines elements of traditional erotica with horror or science-fiction themes. Tentacle erotica can be of a consensual or non-consensual nature. This story includes sexual acts of dubious consent between two…characters.

By Violet Lyt

The weathered planks on the porch creaked beneath my heels as I walked to Jayden’s front door. The key slid easily into the lock, and I opened the door, stepping from beneath the yellow light above the stoop and into the foyer. Jayden had given me the key after our lunch date. He’d slipped the metal into my palm; his hot breath against my ear made me shiver and my thighs clench. He wanted me here, waiting for him.

I’d met Jayden at an art show two months earlier, a beautiful display of half-human, half-sea creature portraits by a local art professor. We’d talked while sipping wine near a fierce, erotic painting of a man with tentacle arms. We had so much in common, much more than just our taste in art—our careers in advertising and a love for sailing, of being out on the water.

Later that evening I’d learned we were also incredibly compatible in bed. We spent hours exploring each other’s bodies, tangled in a sea of blue sheets as we drowned in pleasure.

Afterward Jayden gave me a tour of his house. I’d fallen in love with the original hardwood floors and the masculine decor, but what really captured my attention was the glass-encased oasis that was his back porch, the pool’s waterfall the focal point amongst the tropical plants and plush seats. Inlaid in the concrete deck around the pool were intricate mosaics depicting underwater scenes, each one featuring a giant, eight-legged cephalopod. With pillar candles and incense the atmosphere was serene, reverent. The water looked inviting, and I had hoped to do a little skinny-dipping, but Jayden’s eyes searched the surface of the still water, his face falling with disappointment before ushering me back into the house. I’d heard a splash behind us, and as I turned my head Jayden wrapped an arm around my waist, his request to go back to bed pulling my attention from the rippling pool.

But now with Jayden at work I had the perfect opportunity to take a swim. He wouldn’t be home for a few hours, and he did tell me to make myself at home.

Inside I slipped off my heels and tucked them neatly underneath the entryway table, then tugged off my jacket, hanging it in the coat closet. The carpet was soft beneath my feet, my toes rubbing gently before I moved through the rooms. I flipped on the light in the kitchen before pulling out a bottle of wine from the rack opposite the stove. With a full glass I stepped out onto the porch and walked to the edge of the pool, dipping my bare toes into the warm water, and I relished in the heat that traveled up my leg.

The bamboo shades were down, covering the huge window panes. Wrapped in privacy, I smiled to myself as a wicked thought came to mind. I readily stripped, each item of clothing falling at my feet, leaving me bare. I would welcome him in the best way possible: wet and naked.

I set my glass down on a nearby table and padded to the steps, descending into the water, the laps against my skin sending goosebumps racing toward my scalp. The temperate water relaxed my muscles as I glided toward the middle of the pool. I felt weightless in the deep lagoon, loving the way my limbs bobbed just above the surface.

Daydreams flitted behind my eyes of Jayden coming home to find me skinny-dipping. I thought about what he’d do. Would he undress and swim to me, or would he ask me to come out, droplets cascading down my form as I climbed the steps? Would he push me down on one of the lounge chairs and bury his head between my legs, tasting the salty water mixed with my body’s own flavor? I was so lost in my imagination that I didn’t even notice that my hand had drifted across my breast, past my belly and to the apex of my thighs, where I was swollen and aching. I pressed the pad of my finger to my needy clit, and the muscles in my stomach contracted as heat passed over me, igniting me from the inside.

I floated, applying a bit more pressure to my clit before slipping the tip of my middle finger inside. In my mind Jayden’s impatient hands replaced my teasing touch, coaxing my legs farther apart. My feet dipped below the water, pulling me from my fantasy as something slick wrapped around my ankle, curling over the top of my foot before sliding away just as fast. I gasped and rolled over, splashing in surprise as I looked around. The dark water gave nothing away. The pleasure I’d felt moments before was replaced with surprise and a spark of fear. What could have grabbed me?

“Jayden?” I called out, thinking he could’ve slipped into the pool without my notice.

I couldn’t place the feeling, but it wasn’t natural. The thing that grabbed me wasn’t a hand, though; it was smooth and slimy. A shiver ran through my body as I retreated toward the steps, eager to get out of the water. I kicked my feet, the splashes the only noise over my own breathing. My heart beat faster in my chest, pounding as my fear crept higher. When I was a few paddles away from the edge I felt the same grip on my ankle, but this time it flopped higher up my calf. I looked over my shoulder and awkwardly lifted my leg to see a purple tentacle coiled around my leg. The wiggling tip inched closer to the back of my knee, and when it reared up I could see tiny suckers on its belly.

“What the fuck?!” I yelled before a death grip on my other leg yanked me under.

Water filled my mouth as I tried to scream, my arms and legs kicking wildly. The unyielding strength held me in place, and every ounce of breath I had left bubbled to the surface. Another arm wrapped around my middle, the suckers gripping painfully. Slowly the powerful appendage moved up my chest and around my left breast before curling around the right. The pressure with which it squeezed my breasts made me cry out, the sound muffled by the water. Just as I couldn’t breathe anymore the monster forced me to the surface, and I sucked in greedy breaths as I fought the hold on my legs.

I twisted and turned, lifting my knees to my chest in an effort to break free, but nothing helped. The more I fought, the harder the tentacles squeezed. Pins and needles pricked at my toes at the loss of blood flow, and the coil gripping my torso suddenly let go.

I righted myself and looked in every direction. The surface of the water began to still, lapping gently at the rock ledges. I tried to swim again, but this time the tentacles beneath the surface tangled around both of my legs, pulling them apart as another two grabbed my wrists, spreading me wide. I screamed, but my cry turned into a shriek of fright as the tip of yet another arm probed the space between my legs. The end slid through my folds before pressing against my clit, sending a spike of fear up my spine that was chased by delicious torture. I tried to close my legs to block the invasion I knew was to come, but the monster beneath held me tight, leaving me immobile.

“Jayden! Jayden!” I cried until my throat was hoarse, but he was nowhere to be found. I was alone with the unseen abomination.

This time, the stroke between my legs was harsh, the tentacle forcing its way inside me. Even though I was trapped, I bucked my hips, but as they fell back into place it made the arm surge forward, filling me and stretching me as guilty tears streaked down my face. The onslaught of euphoria, of being so completely filled, was maddening, and a deep shame washed over me. I froze, lost in my thoughts for just a fraction in time as I thought of Jayden.

Did he know of this creature? How could it live in his pool without his knowing? Or did it somehow crawl into the dark depths when Jayden was gone? My train of thought was obliterated when the appendage inside me began to retreat. I sucked in a harsh breath and bit down on my lip to stifle the moan that croaked in my throat. With a harsh thrust the arm surged forward, and I gave a primal grunt, the suckers causing the most amazing sensation inside me. Another arm wrapped around my torso once more and anchored me, cradling me as the tentacle in my pussy began to pound deeply, in time with the blood that rushed in my ears.

“Fuck! Oh, my fuck!” I screamed as the tip of the arm around me slid down my belly and began to flick at my clit.

How could it know just how to touch me?

I was so lost in desire that I barely noticed the gentle brush against my ass, a seventh arm joining the others as its suckers plucked at my puckered hole. The sensation was unlike anything I’d ever felt. The suction was gone in an instant, replaced by a tip that probed and teased. My body tensed at the impending invasion, but the arm in my pussy thrust harder, intoxicating me to the point of madness.

All thoughts of Jayden or of how ashamed I should feel flew out the window as my first orgasm approached, my whole body on edge. From the tips of my toes to my scalp a surge of heat flowed from my center and outward to every nerve ending. I was a live wire, electrified. The beast held me there, its thrusts never relenting as it worked its limb into my ass, stretching me to the point of pain. I’d explored that part of my body a few times, alone in my room with a favorite toy, but nothing as large or as amazing as the water creature beneath me.

“Ugh, fuck, God!” I cursed as the seventh arm began its torturous pace in my ass.

The two arms within me moved opposite one another. While one thrust forward, the other pulled out, driving me higher and higher.

I began to wail, loud cries that spoke of the most painful bliss. It echoed throughout the aquatic sanctuary as I writhed helplessly. My hips rocked, my body moving of its own accord. I wanted the arms harder, deeper, to fuck me until I couldn’t take any more. As if the creature could read my thoughts I was lifted, beads of water cascading down my body as it suspended me in air. With a glance down I gasped in terror, a wave of horror washing over me as the dark purple arms elevated me until I was mere inches from the ceiling. The creature was so massive, so alien, as it continued its invasion of my body, thrusting in and out of me without mercy.

Held high I shrieked and screamed, every nerve ending frayed and singed as my whole frame writhed in the creature’s grasp. As my orgasm flooded me, my body constricting against the tentacles invading my body, black spots clouded my vision. My head fell, chin tucked to wet skin. Just before I succumbed to the darkness a shadowed figure intruded on the waning edge of my consciousness.

A light tickle ghosted down my back, pulling me from a deep sleep. I arched, pushing my breasts into the soft mattress as I tried to get away from the delicate touch, a smile curving on my lips. I blinked sleepily, the room coming into focus. I was in Jayden’s room, surrounded by fluffy down and soft cotton. Had that horrible creature that filled me with such wicked desire been nothing more than a dream? I recalled the dark figure of someone watching me as the creature played with my body like a toy. No longer was I held captive by ecstasy as fear crept down my spine, and ominous memories of the night before assaulted me.

I began to panic, and my breathing picked up as I scrambled to all fours, turning when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye, barely registering that I was still naked. Jayden sat up against the headboard, his body bare of any clothing. I immediately dropped my head in shame, sure that he had been there, had watched as the creature used me and heard my cries of intense pleasure.

“Don’t.” His voice was harsh, and I gasped at the angry sound.

“Jayden.” My own voice was hoarse from my screams, scratchy and painful, but I dared not look up at him.

When he didn’t speak I inched forward, ready to climb off the bed and run away, but he chose that moment to speak.

“Look at me.”

Not wanting to upset him further, I did as he demanded, my eyes traveling from his outstretched legs to his thick, erect cock. I was baffled to see how hard he was, his fist tight around the head, giving it a gentle squeeze. Wasn’t he angry with me? Disgusted from what I’d allowed that creature to do? Although I feared his anger, even his rejection, I couldn’t ignore the ache between my legs, a welcome reminder of what my body had endured. I looked further, my eyes taking in the dark, thin trail of hair that led to Jayden’s navel, his abs taut and rigid. His chest rose and fell with shallow breaths before I finally looked up into his eyes. The crystal blue pools didn’t stare back at me; no, they were glued to my body, tracing every inch of my skin. Not understanding what had caught his attention, I looked down to find red and purple marks littering my form. Around my breasts and wrapped around my arms were large circles, hickeys that could only have been made by the suckers on the tentacle monster’s arms.

I gasped and tugged the rumpled sheet to cover my body, but Jayden let go of his cock and lunged forward, snatching the fabric from my grasp with a growl.

“You look so fucking beautiful, baby. Don’t cover yourself up.”

My mouth dropped open, my brain unable to process his words. I didn’t understand how he could be so accepting of what happened the night before.

Jayden scooted closer, and I rose up on my knees, unsure of what he wanted. His eyes met mine, and they were filled with such raw passion and adoration that my heart swelled in my chest. But I was so confused by his reaction.

His hand cupped the side of my face, the rough pad of his thumb swiping my cheek.

“I’ve waited so long for you. So long for Ame’una to bless me with love.”

Ame’una? The creature had a name? Jayden knew the beast, knew its name!

“Wha… what do you mean?” I stammered, a lump of fear rising in my throat.

Jayden smiled, sweet and loving, before leaning in to press a kiss to my lips. He was so tender, so different from the creature. “I have been blessed. There have been so many before you, so many that did not earn His favor. But you, my sweet nymph, have pleased Him so.”

The scream that scratched at my throat never came. Jayden’s mouth and tongue smothered my cry, tasting me. He pressed me into the bed, the weight of his body leaving me immobile. Jayden had offered me up as a sacrifice in the hopes that he could keep me. Now that I knew of the creature, knew what it was, would Jayden ever allow me to leave? Would he offer me to Ame’una again? That thought alone made me tremble, the trickle of horror giving way to deep anticipation.

Photo: it came from beneath the sea: mugley