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Her Special Day
She woke slowly, the morning sun streaming in through their bedroom window. She smiled to herself. Today’s going to be a great day! Her husband would surely be home from his trip in time to celebrate. It had been two months, and she was looking forward to welcoming him back. By fucking his brains out, she giggled.
She started to reach up to wipe the sleep from her eyes when she felt something strong and slimy wrap around her wrist, jerking her arm up to the corner of the bed. Her scream died in her throat as another tentacle wrapped itself around her slender neck, choking off her breath.
Something pulled the covers off her nude form, leaving her exposed and feeling helpless. Additional tentacles wrapped themselves around her other wrist and her ankles, suddenly pulling her taut, her voluptuous naked body spread-eagled on the bed.
The tentacle around her neck moved, loosening enough for her to breathe as the bulbous tip now swayed in front of her face. Her eyes bugged out and she finally found enough breath to scream, but it was cut off by the tentacle plunging into her mouth.
She choked, trying to spit it out until she realized that it tasted kind of… good? A little funky, like mangos, maybe. She stopped fighting it as it slid in and out of her mouth, fucking her orally the way she loved her husband to do.
