A slimy, black tentacle slithered its way beneath Clyde’s shirt and shot up right- ripping it open and breaking several of the buttons. The tentacle rubbed and writhed against Clyde’s nipples; it was wet and pulsating. “Hah-“ Clyde let his head lean onto the cold ground.

Another tentacle dipped into Clyde’s trousers; he doesn’t even recall at what point his belt had been torn off. The pulsating tentacle tore Clyde’s trousers down to his ankles. It wriggled back up his leg, leaving a sticky trail in its path.

It wrapped around Clyde’s ♥♥♥♥ and he arched into the touch. “God- don’t-“ the rest of the thought was shoved back down his throat as the beast’s tongue- a slightly thinner tentacle- found Clyde’s mouth; it pressed down his throat and thrusted back and forth, going deeper with each thrust.

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