One day, Sonic was running through a forest. After about an hour of running, he was very deep into the forest. He stopped beside an ancient looking lagoon. Old trees with long vines were all along the edge of the lagoon. Suddenly, Sonic thought he saw four vines move. When he turned his head, however, they weren't. Sonic noticed that the vines looked more tentacle-like. He scratched his head and decided it was just his imagination. Suddenly, he saw four vines move again. This time he was positive they moved. "This place creeps me out," he said, and prepared to run.
Suddenly, those four vines stretched out and grabbed him. Two wrapped around his wrists, one on each. The other two wrapped around his legs. "Hey, what gives!" Sonic exclaimed. Now he was being held above the pool of water in the lagoon. Sonic was positive that now the vines looked like green tentacles. More of them now crept toward him. They began to slide up and down his legs and slither across his chest. Sonic squirmed. "L-Let me go!" He gasped when he felt tentacles poking at his entrance.
All this attention caused his member to come out of its sheath. A tentacle dipped into the water and then wrapped itself around Sonic's cock. It then began to squeeze and loosen. Sonic lifted his head just in time to see that a tentacle had positioned itself in front of his entrance. His eyes widened. "No, not there!" he cried out. The tentacle thrusted itself in. Sonic screamed. It then started to go in and out. Gradually, Sonic calmed down and went limp, no longer resisting the tentacles. The tentacles continued fucking him. Sonic sighed and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Sonic tensed. With a loud cry, he came. The tentacles then laid him on a bed of grass and moss and untangled from him. Sonic was completely tired out. Not caring where he was, he fell asleep. The tentacles picked up his moss bed and shot along through the forest at a very fast speed. They set the bed down near the edge of the forest.
An hour later, Sonic woke and stretched. Instantly he got a reminder of what had happened, for his backside ached. He cautiously stood from his moss bed. "That was just crazy," he said. "I can't believe I had tentacle rape or sex. I don't know which it was. I wonder what made them do that." He shook his head in confusion and walked back home. Running would hurt, anyway.
