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Just a thought I thunk’d up, enjoy yall >:)

Tentacles | ovi | dubcon | large insertions | womb penetration | all the way through | magic

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Fuck, damn this. The boy can’t believe what’s happening to him right now. He had descended into this dungeon with his party in search of magical ingredients to strike it rich, but obviously that plan was off the table now. He had woken up an hour ago with all his belongings, even his armor, save for his underwear taken from him and entirely alone. There was only a note left behind, explaining the other members of his party grew tired of him and sold his stuff to afford a better, more capable healer.

Now, the boy stumbles through the twists and turns of the sixth floor of the dungeon, a place built like an ancient castle and chock full of monsters and enemies.

He keeps his feet light, afraid of drawing attention to himself. In his panic when he first woke up, he got himself extremely lost and is now running around a backwater part of the floor that absolutely no one has been to in several years. There’s nothing around him save for more hallways and empty rooms. He could be here for ages, if not until he gives in to hunger and starves. The thought terrifies him and makes his legs shake, so he brushes it off and keeps moving. He can’t afford to panic at the moment.

He continues walking and walking, twisting himself around. Eventually his legs grow tired, and he steps into an empty room to rest.

There’s nothing in the room except for a big pot, almost like a cauldron except for a smaller mouth. It was still big enough for his entire body to fit inside. He wonders what it was supposed to be used for. He leans up against a wall and slides down it until he’s sitting down, then puts his head between his knees. Deep breaths, he tells himself. He’ll make his way out of this, he just has to keep calm.

What wall should you stick to to make it out of a maze? Left or right? He can’t remember. He can’t think straight. He takes more deep breaths to calm himself, but it doesn’t really work.

He looks around the room again. He notices a little bug crawl over to the pot and then go inside. He supposes he should attempt to follow it to see where it goes to get food, so he stands up and walks over to the pot to see if anything is inside.

As he peers in, he sees the pot is entirely empty, not even the bug is inside. Strange.

He turns around to walk away, but his footing is wrong, and he trips. He falls backwards, his upper half falling into the pot as his lower half sticks out the top.

He expects his head to knock against the metal of the pot and hurt, but it doesn’t. He lands on something soft. There are pink slimy tentacles all around him, coating the inside of the pot. They twist around and undulate themselves, a few strays wrapping themselves around his chest and the tops of his thighs, binding him to the inside of the pot.

The boy panics and flails his arms around, punching and hitting the tentacles, but that only results in a few of them grabbing his elbows and wrists and pinning them to the sides of the pot. The only way he’s able to move is kicking his legs and thrashing his head around.

“Let me go! Get me out of here! Someone, he-“ before he can finish speaking, a tentacle plunges into his mouth to shut him up.

He can’t really see through the mouth of the pot, but he has a sliver of visibility where he’s able to see his legs up to his mid-calf. He watches as a tentacle snakes out of the pot, then grabs his underwear and rips it off.

Fuck. This must be one of the species of tentacles that rapes its prey. Others just envelop and digest what they catch, but some species like the one the boy has found himself in, feed off of the sexual fluids and energy of their victims. The boy just hopes that it’ll be satisfied and let him go soon.

He takes a deep breath as he watches the tentacle slither over his leg and make its way for his crotch. There’s nothing he can do anymore. All he is capable of is laying there and taking it. He just hopes that the large size won’t hurt him too badly.

He tastes something strange in his mouth, probably a secretion from the tentacle lodged inside. He then feels the pulse of magic flow around him, watching as a pink mist clings to his body and sinks into his skin, making a chill run up his spine. A few moments later, he feels hot and tingly, and almost like his body has changed somehow. He’s not sure, but something feels… different. Looser, maybe. Less uptight.

Through the sudden haze in his mind he looks up and watches as the tentacle spreads his folds apart and flicks at his clit, then plunges inside with no resistance. It pulses and hums against his sensitive insides, making soft whines and groans tear out of him. It’s been too long since he’s been fucked, and he supposes that his body is going to try and make the best of it even if his mind still doesn’t want to.

The tentacle in his mouth suddenly flows deeper, stretching open his throat as it goes further into him. He chokes and gags a little bit before more of that strange tasting fluid fills his mouth and his gag reflex is repressed. His eyes widen as he feels the tentacle in his chest, but there’s nothing he can do. All parts of his body except his kicking legs feel like jelly and he has no control over them.

He feels the tip of the tentacle in his cunt poke at his cervix, rubbing it and pushing against it. It does that for a few seconds before it stops wiggling inside of him, and starts to thrust instead. The boys eyes roll into the back of his head as his poor pussy is utterly abused, fucked harder than it’s ever been before.

He kicks and splays his legs out, but it does nothing. A few seconds later, the boy cums, squirting all over himself.

Lovers he had had in the past had been gentle, sweet, opening him up with a finger or two before gently pushing their cock in and making him come undone with light thrusts and praise. These tentacles are the complete opposite, showing no mercy for his cunt. They’re brutal and violent, almost determined to abuse their prey. The boy can’t come to terms with the fact that maybe he likes it like that.

The tentacle in his mouth is at the lower half of his chest now, snaking its way through his body. Fuck, is the thing going for his stomach? How is he even able to breathe right now? The boys throat convulses around it, all he can do with the top half of his body. His eyes roll back as it enters his guts, making its way deeper inside him. Every bit of his insides feels just as pleasurable as his pussy, like everything is a sensitive hole made to be filled.

He feels the tentacle pop into his stomach, then head even deeper. It’s trying to go all the way through him.

He lays there, his eyes widening as he feels the tentacle slowly push, then pop out of his ass. It’s all the way through him now. He should panic and wonder how that’s even possible, but he doesn’t. It feels good. As long as it’s not hurting him he supposes it’s not the worst thing ever.

The boy looks away from his legs and down at his stomach, covered in his slick. He can see the tentacle bulging it out, the way it flows through him and wraps around his guts. The sight makes him cum again.

The tentacle flows deeper in him, then pulls back out, then flows deeper, then pulls back out. It thrusts through his entire body, dragging against every sensitive inch of his insides. It the best he’s ever felt.

Both tentacles thrust into his body, making the boy twitch and shake. They go for who knows how long, making him cum and cum and cum until he completely loses track. Even still, his pussy aches with need and arousal. He can’t be satiated. He needs to keep cumming. He supposes it’s a side effect of whatever magic the tentacles used on him.

The one in his womb pulls almost all the way out, only the tip left in him, then slams inside with force that makes the pot shake. His poor cervix aches from the intrusion. The tentacle pulls out again, then slams in even harder than before. Two more times, and his cervix finally gives in, allowing the tentacle into his womb. The boy cums the hardest he ever has in his life.

The tentacle absolutely violates his womb, pushing and prodding at every inch inside. It pushes itself in more and more, stretching it out and bulging his stomach obscenely. As the boy looks at himself through glazed over eyes, realizes just how stretched out his holes are now, he knows they’re never going to go back the way they were. He’s always going to be craving something inhumanely massive that’s capable of violating every inch of his insides.

Maybe this is how this species keeps their prey around for long periods of time, by making the victim depend on it for any pleasure. It’s a damn good tactic.

The boy shuts his eyes, focusing on the way his body feels, enjoying the pleasure he’s being subjected to. If he can’t get out of it, he may as well bask in it, even if it should terrify him that a tentacle is all the way through his entire body. He doesn’t care; it feels too good to care.

He feels something prod at his cunt, and he opens his eyes a smidge to see the tentacle that’s sticking out his ass try and squeeze into his pussy to join the other one. He takes as deep a breath as he can and tries to relax to let it in, and slowly but surely his cunt gives way. His eyes roll back in his head as he feels two very thick tentacles spread open his most sensitive area, and he cums for what he thinks is a solid twenty seconds.

The tentacle then joins the other in his womb, both of them twisting and turning, prodding and poking, pushing against him. As he squints his eyes to look at his poor pussy, he wonders if it’s even possible for it to stretch any wider. Surely it can’t.

He feels the tentacles inside the pot push him upwards, so only his body from his chest up is left inside the pot, his stomach and legs hanging out of the mouth. He wonders why, until he feels something begin to flood into his womb. He watches as his belly expands, making him look pregnant.

He looks about three months in to a pregnancy when the flood stops, and then comes something else. He watches as a round object flows through the inside of a tentacle and push against his cunt. An egg. He squeezes his eyes shut as it pushes in, achingly slow due to the tight squeeze inside his pussy.

The one through his mouth, out his ass, and in his cunt also decides to deposit eggs in him, making each egg go in and out his whole body before they head back in. The eggs keep flowing, filling him up more and more until he looks very, very pregnant, unable to see out of the mouth of the pot at all due to his belly’s massive size.

Both tentacles then exit him, the one only in his pussy leaving first and the other following behind before it treks backwards through his ass and out his mouth again. He gasps for air as his mouth is finally empty again, coughing up some of the strange slick the tentacle was coated with. He lays there, feeling his stomach pulse and contract due to the stretch. His cunt burns with arousal, dripping wet and begging to be full again. His need is almost unbearable, and if he could move his legs, he’d certainly be rubbing them together to have any friction down there.

He lays there for what seems like hours, feeling his womb grow and stretch out. The eggs must be expanding. His belly hangs over the rim of the pot, gravid and full. He had no desire to ever be pregnant, but now that he knows how it feels, god he’s fallen so in love with it. He wonders if there’s any suitable partners back in his village willing to knock him up, but then he remembers that his cunt is ruined and a dick as small as a humans would never be able to use it. Maybe an orc? Hmm…

He lays there for a little while longer, then feels something in him begin to move. Popping sensations come deep from within him, and then his belly begins to expand more and more. He moans and whines, gripping onto the tentacles squirming all around him. He feels something prod at his cervix, and then slowly push out. It wiggles through his cunt and then falls out of him. He can’t see what he’s giving birth to, but he assumes it’s more of whatever tentacle creature he’s trapped in right now. More of those wriggly tentacles push out of him, several at a time, stretching him impossibly wide.

It’s not like normal birth, where the one knocked up would have to labor to expel what’s in their womb. The tentacles flow out of him on their own, leaving him to cum and cum and thrash around from the pleasure. Eventually his distended belly goes down, leaving only a slight pouch on his stomach.

He gasps and breathes deeply, recovering from the intense amounts of pleasure he just received. He catches his breath for a few moments, before another tentacle inside the pot snakes up and finds interest in his cunt. It’s much, much thicker than the other one. The boy bites his lip as he watches it enter him, immediately sinking deep into his open womb. He cums instantly, his sensitivity heightened.

It thrusts in him for a while before shooting more cum in him. Fuck, how many times is this thing gonna get him pregnant? He watches as his womb distends once again, but then something is different.

A huge egg flows through the tentacle. This time, he’s been filled with one large egg instead of hundreds of little ones. He watches as it goes through the tentacle and then stop at his cunt. A few seconds later and it begins to push in. The boy gasps from the new stretch, bigger than anything he had took before. The egg moves into him slowly, forcing him to feel every inch of it go through his cunt. He thrashes around and cums the whole way, watching as it bulges his stomach in a frankly terrifying manner. It takes a solid 20 minutes, but then it pops into his womb and is fully settled inside him. He looks about 4 months pregnant with a single now. Something not horribly gravid but not able to be concealed either.

The tentacle then shudders, then he feels a warm fluid flow into him. His eyes roll back from the pleasure, arousing yes, but also like a warm massage after having worked all day. After the tentacle is done pouring its cum into him, he looks full-term, perhaps overdue.

The pot then lifts him out and sets him on the ground. He lays there completely boneless for a while, gripping his belly and gently caressing it with his thumb. How long is he going to have to carry this? How big will it be when he needs to lay it?

He’s still so fucking horny. When he’s able to move his arms again, he reaches behind himself and feels at his cunt and asshole. They’re gaped open and leaking slick. He sinks his fist into his ass, moaning around it. But it’s not enough, not big enough. If he ever wants to feel good again, he needs the tentacles or something of a similar size, and god he wants to feel good.

Unbeknownst to him, a magic user, an older wizard, had been watching him from the doorway of the room from the moment he had been laid on the ground. He watched in amusement as he watched the boy fist his sloppy ass, starting to cry when he realizes it’s not enough to satisfy him.

He clicks his tongue, then says, “You sure do know how to put on a show, boy.”

The boy startles and attempts to roll over to look at what’s behind him, but he hasn’t gained control over his weak legs yet, so he just lays there and tries to strain his neck to look. The wizard walks in and kneels down in front of him, placing a hand on the boys belly.

“This species of tentacle really only has one true egg. It will lay hundreds of small ones in a victim and force them to give birth, but those tentacles don’t do much and only die after they are born. A stress-test, if you will, to see if the victim can carry this egg,” the wizard explains, “and you seem to have performed excellently. Oh, I suppose it will take about a month or so to gestate before it’s ready to be laid. Lucky for you, this is as big as it will get. It does all its growing outside the womb. All you have to do is lay it when it’s ready.”

The boy nodded, delirious and shaky.

The wizard locks eyes with him and smiles. “However, I’ve noticed that you’re still unbearably aroused and can’t seem to be able to pleasure yourself. Is this correct?”

The boy nods.

“I could help you. I have been interested in… research, pertaining to different ovipositing monsters and how they interact with humans. I haven’t been able to find a subject willing to let themselves be a toy for such creatures and bear their young. Would you be interested?”

The boy nods again, a small smile on his face.

“Perfect! That is such wonderful news. Trust me, my boy, you will take much larger insertions than those tentacles and your womb will be far more gravid than this. You will not regret this decision. Now, let’s get going, shall we?”

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Man, really loving the idea of vampires mpreg right now. Taking double or triple the time of a normal pregnancy, being the equivalent of nine months pregnant for three months. It would be torture. But imagine the vampire bite being laced with an aphrodisiac. The one pregnant begging for sex even though their braxton hicks contractions are going off every five minutes. Oof.

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Mycroft nodded. “Sure. It’s the least I could do.” He picks up his whiskey and takes a sip. His other hand coming to rest on Greg’s knee.

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“Really?” Greg raised a brow.

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Mycroft chuckled, “I’m sure you do.” He finished his dessert in silence, before picking up his drink. “You know if you ever want an alpha to let you drink at a pub, I’ll always come along.” Mycroft offered.

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft smiled and sat back down, taking his own dessert. “I’m glad you enjoy it.” He started to eat as well, savouring the taste. “You know I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do? I see how this looks, bringing you home.”

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft smiled softly, handing Greg the cheesecake. “Please tuck in.” He stepped up and turned on the fireplace, the fire crackling quietly.

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft fixed them both a large slice of cheesecake each and a whiskey, he placed them on a tray with a large bowl of wrapped chocolates. He stepped through to Greg and sat down beside him place the tray of food and drinks on the table. “I wasn’t sure what you liked.”

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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“Alright,” Mycroft smiled. “Why don’t you take a seat in the next room over and I’ll bring it through?” He offered pointing to an adjacent door.

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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“Thanks, but my cleaner has had the fortnight off on holiday so it’s not as clean as normal.” Mycroft explained softly. “What dessert would you like?” Mycroft asked as he lead Greg to the kitchen.

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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“Would you like to come inside?” Mycroft asked as he opened the door, allowed Greg to enter. “It’s not much and I’m sorry about the mess. But it’s home.” He said as he allowed Greg to take in the vastness. The red velveted staircase that split into two before them, the crystal chandelier hanging above them. Wooden doors leads to the left and right, more door, more rooms that in Greg flat on just one level.

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft smiled softly. “I’m glad we’re on the same page.” He replied as the car pulled to a stop. Mycroft stepped out of the car and offered his hand to Greg. They had stopped outside a huge detached house. Three storeys tall and with a Victorian facade. “This is home.”

Mystrade Omegaverse RP

@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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“You too.” Mycroft laughed. He had never felt a true connection with an Omega before. He slowly turned his hand over in Greg’s lap and linked their fingers. “I need you to understand I’ve never had a partner before. Romantically or otherwise. Please don’t think differently of me.”

Mystrade Omegaverse RP

@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft hummed and leaned forward to tell the driver the new address. “I need you to understand, I’m not normally this… forward.” Mycroft explained. “I was going to wait until after the interviews at least… to get to know you in a more… unprofessional, friendly manner. I never mix my professional and personally life.”

Mystrade Omegaverse RP

@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft’s breath hitched. Greg was reciprocating. God he needed to stop this before it got too unprofessional, but instead he said, “I’ve just realised that we never managed to get dessert at the restaurant. Would you like to come back to mine to have some?”

Mystrade Omegaverse RP

@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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“Really?” Mycroft mused. If he hadn’t have had the alcohol he would’ve stopped himself, but the wine had weakened his resolve. He gentle placed a hand on Greg’s thigh, bite his lip and waiting for Greg to tell him to leave him alone.

Mystrade Omegaverse RP

@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft frowned and shook his head. “I hope I’m not smelling that bad to you.” He joked softly.

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.

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Mycroft followed him in and sat beside Greg. The car immediately set off. He hummed in response. “What did you mean that the other alpha smelled bad? I didn’t smell anything unusually but his cheap aftershave.”

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@angels-n-demons-n-detectives-rp wanted to make the threat shorter lol

“It’s honestly pretty terrifying. I went like five years without being able to buy new shoes because she said ‘you don’t go out enough to wear them down enough to need new ones’. So most of the shoes I had were cracked from being old of the bottoms had holes in them from wear.” Greg rolled his eyes.