A/N: This sort of fic was more of an inevitability than a possiblity, wasn't it? Horny Marine is Horny Marine, after all~
Been a while since I've writtrn anything with tentacles too, so that makes for a bit of a change.
Enjoy~
At Least Once
It was a lukewarm morning in Japan; the sun masked behind a layer of puffy white clouds, casting the country in spots of shade or light.
''Mn... ah... a-ahh...''
Tucked away in her bedroom Marine laid, the sheets of her bed pulled up to her stomach and her right hand beneath them, a slight bulge visible as she moved her hand back-and-forth. Her cheeks were flushed a deep pink and her breathing rapid, her left hand busy groping her right breast and her thumb sliding along her tit until she could flick her perky pink nipple about.
''Hah... haah~'' Marine moaned, lifting her back off of the bed.
With quivering muscles the pirate jammed all three fingers into her sex more, wet sounds escaping her womanhood from how vigorously she was moving her digits. When her mind ran dry of images she released her breast and reached above her head, grabbing ahold of the BL magazine and holding it above herself, gazing at the lewd images of two young men going at it – the erotic sight making her thighs shut around her hand, her breathing bundling up in her throat.
Until with a gasp Marine came. She squirted around her fingers and lifted her shoulders up off the bed, seizing up as pure pleasure lanced down her body. Her underwear got soaked and stuck to the back of her hand, yet she didn't stop jamming her digits into herself – jerking and twitching as she rode out the bursts of pleasure that rushed through her.
Gradually the burning pleasure faded, her muscles uncoiling – and with a deep gasp Marine flopped back against the sheets, panting and sweating. ''Haah... hah...''
Tiredly Marine laid the BL magazine down, withdrawing her fingers out of her sex with a sigh. With the pleasure fast fading from her mind she could think clearly once again, and admittedly felt a spike of disappointment worming around her stomach. She was still horny; even getting herself to her favourite magazine hadn't helped. It was just... boring. She'd seen it all before. It still got her horny, but by the end of it she was just unsatisfied, as if feeling like she could've wasted her time on something better.
Grumbling to herself Marine reached over, idly grabbing some tissues and cleaning up with one hand, using her other to grab her phone – idly opening it and flicking through it. She was half-tempted to call Rushia but she knew her favourite necromancer was busy with some magic stuff and wouldn't want to be interrupted. Thus she was left to lounge in her bed, opening up various websites she followed and just browsing.
Until she laid eyes on a peculiar ad located on one of her favourite porn sites.
[Bored by yourself? Get a magic octopus to satiate that itch! Special last 48 hours!]
Marine clicked on it, her eyes gleaming with interest.
X-x-X
Several hours later Marine found herself at a shady store far off from the main streets of the city, wearing an oversized hoodie over her normal pirate outfit lest she be recognised.
''So you're saying this little guy will...?''
''Oh yes yes...'' The old woman across the counter assured – though given the magical brews bubbling in various potions around the shop, her true age could range into the hundreds of years with magic. ''He's in the peak of his life, and raised to obey all commands. His species are a very empathetic one, and won't dare harm their owners even if they were to come under harm too; the perfect pet, especially for one with... needs, as I'm sure you'll agree.''
Marine scratched her cheek, humming as she looked down at the creature on the counter-top. Located within a glass fish tank was a small black octopus-like creature, with a bulbous head and numerous tentacles. In contrast to a normal octopus however its tentacles lacked many of the suction cups that other species had, instead its tentacles ended in more bulbous tips, a slight slit along them. Supposedly for mating, though the older woman assured her it couldn't get a human pregnant and there'd be no negative consequences if it came inside.
The octopus' big, adoring eyes was a big convincer, however. Just staring at the little guy in his tank almost made her want to coo and cuddle it, not unlike a small dog. Only instead of it being an innocent pet it was a pet that would happily service its master in ways few pets could.
''...you got a deal.'' Marine finally decided with a grin.
The old woman chuckled, holding out a hand and accepting the money Marine laid in it. With a cheerful smile Marine picked up the tank with ease, her above-average strength allowing her to carry the big tank with little effort – balancing it long enough to reach into her back pocket, withdrawing an old parchment paper, one with a magic circle on it.
Marine crushed it between her fingers, causing it to glow-
-before with a bright flash of light, she was back in her apartment.
'Haah~' Marine smiled happily. 'I love Rushia~ I'll have to ask for more of those scrolls~'
Shame teleportation scrolls were just one-use things, but it made travelling a hell of a lot easier.
''Hm?'' Marine looked down into the fish tank as the octopus wriggled about, looking up at her with its innocent eyes. ''Aw... guess I should give you a name, huh buddy?''
The octopus raised a tentacle, as if agreeing to that notion.
Humming Marine carried the octopus into her bedroom, placing the tank down onto her desk. ''How about... Squiddy?''
The now-named Squiddy bobbed its head, bubbles escaping its mouth as it squeaked an agreement.
Giggling Marine threw off her hoodie, leaving it to pile up in the corner. That out of the way she reached into the tank of water and carefully slid her hands under Squiddy, playing with its tentacles curiously. In response Squiddy squeaked and played with her fingers too, curling around and tickling her palms, eliciting another giggle from Marine. She could see herself getting along with the little guy, and she knew Rushia would take a liking to him too.
As Marine played with the tentacles she couldn't help but hold one of them between her thumb and index finger, tracing it and realising how thick it was – igniting a spike of arousal within herself. She'd always wondered what it'd feel like to get fucked by tentacles, and she supposed there was no time like the present.
''Mm...'' Marine licked her lips. ''Wanna have some fun, Squiddy~?''
The octopus bounced slightly in her hands, agreeing. With a grin Marine lifted the creature out of the fish tank, water dripping off of its body as she carried it across the room; careful to not drop it. Despite being an octopus-like creature it could survive out of water for several hours without much in the way of discomfort – something about absorbing moisture from what she remembered the old hag had told her – so she had no qualms about laying Squiddy down onto the bed.
Marine joined her newfound pet a moment later, sitting down with legs slightly spread apart. Squiddy crawled across the bed and pushed himself between her warm thighs, eliciting a giggle from Marine as she petted its head, admiring the squishy texture to its skin. Its ticklish tentacles teased her inner-thighs, his touch exploring but curious. One tentacle brushed against her clothed entrance and made her stiffen in arousal, a breathy sigh escaping her.
''Mm... go on~'' Marine cooed, opening her legs a little wider.
Squiddy obliged; a single slick tentacle tickling up her thigh before it curved under the front of her leotard, pulling it out. Marine stifled a soft gasp as the tentacle touched her folds, stroking her slit slowly and bringing an aroused smile to her lips. The octopus almost seemed to tease her, his tentacle prodding and probing at her folds but not pushing inside of her. Several times the tip of its tentacles dragged itself over her clit, sending a burst of pleasure up her stomach and coaxing out a stifled mewl from her parted lips.
''Haah~'' Marine breathed, leaning back on one arm and grabbing her right breast with her other hand – groping herself through her clothes. ''That's it...''
With a chirping sound Squiddy got bolder, pushing his body against her crotch and spreading his slick tentacles over her pelvis, coaxing out a low moan from Marine as they erotically pressed down on her flesh. It tickled in the most pleasurable way possible, all of his tentacles wriggling and rubbing against her sex; one tentacle in particular playing with her clit specifically, constantly sending hot jolts up her frame, never giving her more than a second to just breathe.
Then just as she inhaled a breath, the octopus pushed a tentacle instead of her. The breath she just inhaled was promptly expelled in a deep moan, a shudder lancing through Marine's body as the slick appendage spread her inner walls apart and wormed itself inside of her, pressing her insides apart with each jerk of its lithe appendage. Her legs buckled inwards and her fingers dug into the sheets behind her, scrunching them up between her fingers as she rode out the sudden burst of pleasure, a moan passing her lips.
''M-Mmph!'' Marine rode out the brief high. ''Ahh... s-so good...''
Squiddy chirped, sliding its tentacles around her thighs and plunging a second tentacle into her pussy – corkscrewing it around the first. Marine buckled and let out a lustful moan, quivering bolts running through her insides and making her rock her hips to meet Squiddy's thrusts, happily impaling herself on the octopus' tentacles and letting them reach deeper inside her. Wetness lubricated his tentacles as she got more into it, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as his tentacles got coated in her arousal.
As if to take advantage of that, Squiddy added a third tentacle. Marine couldn't hope to contain her throaty moan, a shudder lancing through her body as she felt all three tentacles push and squirm around her pussy, stretching her insides apart in the best way possible. Every weak or ticklish spot within her was rubbed with erotic intensity, her muscles winding up like a spring only to uncoil a second later, unable to handle Squiddy's unrelenting tentacles.
''Mm! Hah~!'' Marine couldn't handle it and flopped onto her back, gasping as her hips lifting up off of the bed on instinct. ''Y-Yeah! J-Just like tha- AT~!''
Marine's voice reached a new pitch as Squiddy simultaneously spread all of its tentacles apart in different directions, spreading her insides apart as far as possible. The burst of pure nerve-numbing pleasure that lanced through her womanhood left her toes curling, a hoarse groan bubbling out of her throat and tempting her to push Squiddy between her thighs more, begging him to keep molesting her so lewdly.
Wet squelches were audible as the three tentacles squished back together, thrusting back-and-forth with pulsing jerks of their lengths. Her muscles coiled and quivered, tensing up as bubbling warmth raced along her nerves and brought her closer to her limit, an uncontrollable pressure mounting within her. All she could do was grip onto the sheets and gasp, trying not to give into the needy warmth within her, begging for release.
A prospect made downright impossible when the tip of one of Squiddy's tentacles touched her cervix, pressing as if to push inside – the jolt of surprise that shot through her making her muscles uncoil, and allowing a rush of pleasure to shoot through her.
''A-Ahh~!'' Marine squealed, pulling on the bed sheets as her orgasm hit – and hit hard. Her mind went white, her mouth went wide and her stomach lifted off of the bed, her heels digging into the sheets desperately.
Spasms ripped through her body endlessly, each spasming burst leaving her rasping in air – until in an instant the overwhelming rush left, causing her to flop down against the bed with a moan. The pirate was left panting and sweating in the wake of her orgasm, shudders of arousal quivering and jolting up-and-down her body, the endless cycle leaving her skin tingling and her muscles sore yet needy.
''Ohh~'' Marine moaned, almost-idly reaching between her legs and petting Squiddy. ''G-Good boy...''
A chipper squeak came in reply, and Marine quivered as the tentacles around her womanhood squirmed about; tickling her hypersensitive insides. Yet even with her limbs shaky and sore she craved more, lust still simmering strong within her as she wanted to feel more – prompting the pirate woman to hold onto Squiddy's bulbous head, and slide her legs over the edge of the bed.
Pleasure spiked within herself and she moaned, the pleasure amplified when she stood up – her legs trembling under her own weight. Squiddy wrapped his tentacles around her in such a way that he was firmly attached to her sex, three tentacles still buried within her womanhood and another dragging itself over her clit, coaxing out a low moan from the young woman as she briefly struggled to not collapse down onto her knees.
''Ahh... ah... y-yes, keep moving...'' Marine said lustfully, clutching onto the edge of her bed with her free hand.
Squiddy complied, and with a wet squelch it resumed fucking her – two of its tentacles corkscrewing around each other and plunging in deep whilst the third aimlessly stroked her quivering inner walls. Marine's lips pursed tightly together but a whimpering moan still escaped regardless, her legs visibly trembling as she struggled to take one step at a time, the mere act of walking whilst getting fucked a massive turn-on for her.
''Mm, hah... hah~'' Marine's free hand slid along the wall, using it to steady herself. ''Ohh... do it faster, S-Squiddy...''
She was interrupted, however, by the sound of knocking.
Knock-knock~
''Marine? Are you busy?''
Rushia was home.
With a torrent of pleasure squirming up her body Marine stumbled over to the door, gasping when moving so fast caused Squiddy's tentacles to rub up against her weak spots. It was nothing short of a miracle she reached the door without collapsing down onto her knees, though she admittedly leaned on the door for a second longer than needed, stifling a moan when Squiddy's tentacles probed her cervix again.
Finally though she managed to grab the handle of her door and tug it open, holding it open just a crack and allowing her to peek out. Rushia stood on the other side, dressed in her usual necromancer outfit and with a curious expression on her face – one that quickly grew deadpan when she spotted the distinct blush on the pirate's cheeks.
''Ah. You're busy.'' Rushia intoned flatly.
Marine giggled breathily. ''Y-Yeah... I got a new pet today...''
''Pet?''
''Y-Yes~!'' Marine buckled when Squiddy pressed a tentacle down on her clit, the friction making her seize up. ''Magic octopus, I-I called him Squiddy, eheh~''
Rushia's cheeks went a rosy hue, undoubtedly hearing the lewd squelching as Squiddy did his work. ''I-I see...''
''Wanna join...?'' Marine eagerly asked.
''Absolutely not.'' Rushia instantly shot the idea down.
''Later?''
''...maybe. We'll see.'' Rushia mumbled, tugging the door shut.
Marine just giggled, resting her forehead against the cool wood door – and squealed with pleasure when Squiddy pushed two tentacles into her asshole. The slick nature of its tentacles allowed it to bury them into her rear with little resistance, squirming them about no matter how tightly she clenched around them, giving her no small amount of knee-weakening pleasure. With shaking knees Marine attempted to make her way back to her bed but the pleasure was too much; her body quivering and convulsing as her second orgasm drew nearer and nearer.
Panting Marine pushed herself against the door, deliberately squishing her chest against the wood and making it harder to breathe – fuelling the burning want bubbling up within her. Squiddy buried his tentacles into her ass harder, pumping them in-and-out repeatedly, doing it in sync with the tentacles in her pussy that squelched and squished about her insides. The tip of the tentacles pressed and pushed against her cervix more, almost like he was attempting to get into her womb; the mere concept bringing her closer to climax.
''Ah, ahh~!'' Marine stood on her tiptoes, fiery bliss leaving her folds tingling. ''Yes, f-f-faster~!''
Squiddy happily did so, five tentacles jamming themselves into her pussy and ass with slick friction, unheeding of how tightly her pussy and ass clenched around them. One more tentacle played with her clit, using the tip of the tentacle to rub and push her clit about, the slightest nudge melting her mind from the overwhelming pleasure.
When suddenly Squiddy made a squealing sound, and thick bulges travelled up its tentacles, pushing inside of her.
''Haah~!?'' Marine gasped out as thick, sticky warmth shot into her pussy and asshole – the rush of warmth finally pushing her to orgasm. ''Mmyah~!''
With a cry of her own the pirate woman orgasmed, collapsing down to her knees as thick spurts of cum pushed into her womb and filled her asshole plentifully, the foreign sensation melting her mind. The tentacles that weren't buried inside her spewed cum across her pelvis and waist, several spurting down onto her knees or on the floor around her, making a mess she didn't care one bit about in the heat of the moment.
Gasping Marine finally planted her hands on the ground, bending over as she desperately caught her breath – whimpering with pleasure when Squiddy withdrew his tentacles from her slick sex, a mixture of their fluids dribbling out of her when he pulled out.
''Ahh... Rushia'll be mad about the mess, hehehe...''
X-x-X
Several hours passed, a couple of which was spent cleaning up the mess she and Squiddy made.
Now, after a cheerful dinner with Rushia (with Squiddy rehydrating in his tank), night had fallen and the time for bed was nearing. Naturally given her activities of the day Marine opted to take a bath to relax and unwind... and, considering everything, she took Squiddy into the bath with her.
''Haah~'' Marine exhaled a pleased breath, sinking back into the warm water – frothy bubbles lining the top of the water, hiding everything below her neck.
Squiddy happily swam around in the water unseen, his smooth body occasionally brushing against her thigh or stomach, never failing to elicit a giggle from Marine. Idly the pirate woman ran a hand through the water, searching for her errant pet – and soon found it, petting him on the head. He curled a tentacle around her hand, petting her hand back and making her coo at the cute gesture.
''You're such a good boy~'' Marine praised.
Squiddy swam up to her stomach, nuzzling her belly affectionately. Marine smiled and played with him briefly, lifting him up with her hand or swirling him around, letting him climb along her hand in the process. Using his tentacles he climbed along her arm up to her biceps, moving all the way to her bust and only then detaching – instead landing on her right tit, his tentacles curling around it.
Marine moaned in surprise, a shiver of lust lancing up her spine – in no small thanks to the numerous tentacles tickling her breast. Biting her lip she took one of Squiddy's tentacles in hand and guided it south, managing to reach her stomach with it. He however understood; detaching himself from her plump breast and swimming south and going between her legs. She felt the warm water slosh about, the underwater currents tickling her inner-thighs, before two wet tentacles pushed into her pussy – pushing into her hole with zero resistance.
''M-Mm~'' Marine grabbed her breasts, exhaling as she squeezed them. ''That's it...''
A third tentacle slithered around, pressing against her asshole and worming its way inside her rear – eliciting a deep moan from the pirate woman as she arched her back. With the warm water making her skin soft she intimately felt how Squiddy pressed his body against her womanhood, several of his tentacles pushing against her thighs and spreading them more open, giving himself more room to work with.
Smiling even as she moaned Marine leaned back, grasping onto the edges of the bath to steady herself and keeping her legs apart. Hot bolts of pleasure wormed their way up her pelvis as his tentacles wormed around her insides, spreading her inner walls aside with each jerk and twist of his tentacles. The warm water only made it feel better, amplifying how good it felt when one tentacle stroked her clit about, his slow, purposeful movements never failing to shoot bursts of pleasure through her lower half.
''Ah... haah...'' Marine began to pant heavily. ''F-Faster...''
Squiddy obeyed, his tentacles pumping into her womanhood with more vigour than before. Biting her lip Marine ran a hand along the top of the water, parting the soapy bubbles and allowing her to make out the tentacles pistoning into her pussy and asshole, the sight amplifying how good the feeling of it was. When she clenched her pelvic muscles and tightened around his tentacles she saw him twitch, clearly feeling pleasure too – tempting Marine to reach down with her now-free hand and grasp one of his spare tentacles, stroking it off like one would a cock.
''Hyah... f-feels good, huh~?'' Marine giggled breathlessly – a hot moan bubbling out of her throat when he added another tentacle to her asshole, plunging both into her rear. ''A-Ahh... good boy, g-good boy...!''
Encouraged and emboldened Squiddy molested her more, the tentacles inside her pushing outwards as if trying to spread her insides apart – the mere act shooting bursts of pure bliss through her body. On reflex Marine began rocking her body to meet his thrusts, happily impaling herself on his tentacles and smothering them with her hot insides, yet his tentacles never failed to squirm about regardless of how tightly she squeezed his appendages.
And perhaps owing to her numerous orgasms so far Marine found herself melting into putty, her inner walls tingling and her muscles tightening, struggling to endure the overwhelming pleasure burning its way up her body. Every time she tightened around his tentacles he spread her back open, forcing her clenching muscles apart and making her see stars – gasping and moaning when he did the same to her asshole, pushing her closer to her limit.
Then Squiddy, in a moment of creativity, used his slippery body to his advantage.
Namely by suddenly doing a little underwater spin – with his tentacles still buried inside of her. The friction of his tentacles sliding along her insides was too much for Marine, heat rushing up – before with a squeal the pirate woman climaxed. Gripping onto the edges of the bath she jerked and bucked her hips, head thrown back as spasming waves of pleasure coursed through her, only amplified by the feeling of plentiful spurts of cum shooting into her pussy and asshole in unison.
Gasping in air Marine twisted, leaning over the edge of the bath and panting heavily, her lower half shaking and growing numb with pleasure – slowly coming down from her orgasmic high. Her insides clenched and unclenched repeatedly, the sensation coaxing out a soft mewl from Marine's lips, her mind fuzzy.
''Ahh~'' The pirate woman mewled. ''G-Good boy... I'm sure... Rushia... will love you, eheh~''
Squiddy merely pulled out and crawled onto her back, chirping a happy agreement.
[END]
A/N: Fun fact; Marine did, once, on stream say she wanted to feel what getting fucked by tentacles was like~ Only expected of the lewd Senchou~