We're finally doing it...the tentacle monster thread.

Glorph would have been heartbroken to have found out his loving wife had been cheating on him with another tentacle monster, if he'd actually had a heart.

"I'm sorry, Glorph, but Zleek is simply so much larger than you, more filling, really destroys my inner organs in a way you never could! And oh, the slime he leaves behind!"

Glorph made an unintelligible noise, not having a tongue, lips, or the ability to speak, then slithered away to their bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

"I'll get even with her," he thought, "but first, I'll deal with that slime-bull Zleek..."
I might recommend preceeding it with the scene build-up. Make it first-person from Glorph:

I found my wife, Zelda lying across our marital bed, her head hanging off the far side. I couldn’t resist her exposed ass in that position, so I slid my primary tentacle into her cunt to begin thrusting. I used my slender secondary tentacle to slowly slide it into her ass, working it’s way further and further into her. It was half-way through her when I felt the first touch of Zleek’s tentacle coming from the other end! My mind and innards revolted as I belched black ink all over the bed, trying to hide my shame of her betrayal.
 
Glorph should have realized size matters when it comes to his loving wife and tentacle monsters.


Just remember: it's not the size of your tentacle, but the amount of viscous mucus it secretes as it penetrates the delicate, fragile orifices of it's unsuspecting victims, struggling to break free from it's vice-like death grip...
 
I might recommend preceeding it with the scene build-up. Make it first-person from Glorph:

I found my wife, Zelda lying across our marital bed, her head hanging off the far side. I couldn’t resist her exposed ass in that position, so I slid my primary tentacle into her cunt to begin thrusting. I used my slender secondary tentacle to slowly slide it into her ass, working it’s way further and further into her. It was half-way through her when I felt the first touch of Zleek’s tentacle coming from the other end! My mind and innards revolted as I belched black ink all over the bed, trying to hide my shame of her betrayal.

Are we sure that was Zleeks tentacle he was bumping up against, or does Zelda just need more fiber in her diet?
 
Are we sure that was Zleeks tentacle he was bumping up against, or does Zelda just need more fiber in her diet?
It was Zleek's. And it was Zleek's PRIMARY tentacle, not the slender one, which is why that was so devastating to Glorph. His wife had never allowed HIS primary tentacle to penetrate her that far from that end, always claiming "That's just disgusting to even think about!" every time he asked her.
 
As I held my wife up off the bed, I could see Zleek's prime slipping out of her mouth, taking his long time slowly as he withdrew foot after foot of his lengthy member. He was slipping and sliding out from under the bed as he wiped his single giant eye with his second, trying to wipe away my ink.

"What the fuck?" Zleek growled in surprise. "Are you cheating on me, too, with another monster in here, Zelda?" he asked, and he blinked as his vision cleared, finally recognizing me.

"This is not what it looks like, Glorph," Zleek said defensively. "She was just cleaning the tip of it. Honest!"

***
"And that's when I lost it, officer," I said. "It was just a crime of passion when I swung my tentacles at him. My wife was still impaled on them, and I wasn't thinking with my ganglia. I didn't mean to beat him with her."


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There! That should appease the 'Loving Tentacles' 1-bombers.
 
And then there was the young lady who wanted to summon the devil, but misread the spell, and drew a Tentacle by mistake.
 
I've been pretty surprised and humbled but the popularity of my first story (still WIP), which happens to be a tentacle-focused one. I had planned on it just being a couple of short chapters, but it's continued on for much longer than expected. It's fun to come up with new scenarios and psuedoscience. Something that has also surprised me is how many people have messaged me saying they weren't initially into the tentacle kink prior to reading the story, but it helped them sort of awaken to that genre haha.

The main problem for me has been trying to maintain canon and consistent world building after continuing to write the story far after the point I had initially planned to end it. Having fantastical creatures with little explanation works better in short stories, but longer ones like this has meant more explanations and a need for consistency in order to not break reader immersion while ironically keeping things capable of suspending disbelief.

https://www.literotica.com/series/se/earth-tentacle-planet
 
I've got 3 stories in submission right now, hopefully to be approved soon if all goes well.

A side character in them is obsessed with tentacle porn. She's an Alien girl who watched too much of the 'wrong porn' and comments about it a bit here and there, mostly she's a part of my 'gag reel' - making comments for laughs. That seems like the perfect use of the theme for me, as something for your 'weird or silly' character to refuse to shut up about. ;)

But I'm thinking that in the next piece I write, I might add a comment where during a short career as an adult actress she tried to make a scene with it but found the whole thing just a boring and messy affair of trying to line her up right for the 'guys in the CGI department' to add in the actual monster. I've just got to insert that into the right absurdly funny moment for it to get in.
 
I've been pretty surprised and humbled but the popularity of my first story (still WIP), which happens to be a tentacle-focused one. I had planned on it just being a couple of short chapters, but it's continued on for much longer than expected. It's fun to come up with new scenarios and psuedoscience. Something that has also surprised me is how many people have messaged me saying they weren't initially into the tentacle kink prior to reading the story, but it helped them sort of awaken to that genre haha.

The main problem for me has been trying to maintain canon and consistent world building after continuing to write the story far after the point I had initially planned to end it. Having fantastical creatures with little explanation works better in short stories, but longer ones like this has meant more explanations and a need for consistency in order to not break reader immersion while ironically keeping things capable of suspending disbelief.

https://www.literotica.com/series/se/earth-tentacle-planet
I enjoyed the first chapter in that, but it was the kind of story that makes sequels very hard to do. I'm impressed with how far you've taken it.
 
Technically I have a whole race of tentacle monsters in my universe. I plan to showcase one more in my next series.

And yes, they can. And I'm gonna read some of the stories recommended here.
 
I've outlined and started fleshing out (at 3,200 words so far) a tentacle monster story as a follow-on to my (last year's) Amorous Goods stories. I've even thought through the monster's motivations to try making it a real character. And I now have the feel-good story ending for the alien threat I set up in those first two stories!

As this is another story using the Amorous Goods shop, I'll take my time writing this one to probably post in October.
 
So I got ambushed by one of these things today. I thought I was in lesbian, opened up a story, heroine walking along the beach, nice little bikini, spies a cave. I think great a little splunking with her lover - very Freudian and then, boom, tentacle monster. Turned out I was in NonHuman the whole time. Didn't even see it coming. Boy was my face red.

So, they're often the punchline of AH jokes, but now they get their very own thread. Questions for discussion.

Could you, would you on the beach?
Could you, would you write a leech?
Could you, would kiss a sucker?
Have you written a tentacle fucker?
Did someone say tentacle?

Em
 
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