It Came from the Drain

My needed bath to relieve stress was hot and steamy. I loved every second. The sweet floral scents, the salt soothing my aches. When the water turned lukewarm, I pulled out the plug and stalled my meeting with the biting air.

I dozed off, still mesmerized by the bath’s effects. I woke up to eager, twitching tendrils stroking my thighs and pussy. I remained pinned to the tub by exhaustion and was enticed to remain via pleasure. The tentacles stroked my clit and fucked me until I came.

Expecting nothing more, I sat up. I was held in place by more horny coils. The entity mouthed fucked me until I was a sloppy, gagging mess in need of a bath.