Tentacles.

We padded along behind the solo, hand in hand. It wasn't an interesting journey. We met no one, and the corridors were the same uniform green throughout. I was beginning to dislike the colour.

Eventually we made our way down a slope and through a large metal door into another room, which instantly filled me with foreboding. I squeezed Echo's hand and pulled her close, not that I was in any position to protect her, but it made us both feel better I'm sure.

The room was humid. Pools of water puddled here and there on a cobblestone floor, although there were a couple of grates for drainage too. The walls were the same, except there was some kind of moss, or algae, I'm no botanist, covering a fairly large proportion of them. Most worryingly to my mind, the floor, walls and ceiling were dotted with small square holes, probably about 10 centimetres a side.

Our strange alien master was present too, swaying slightly in the middle of the room. He looked very much at home in this environment.

"Here you are then!" he slurped as we entered.

"What are you going to do with us?" Echo demanded, her voice quivering with fear. I put an arm around her. "Our master will not be pleased you've taken us!" she went on, pushing close to me.

"Your mashter and I are in negotiationsh," the thing replied. It slithered closer and a slim tentacle whipped out from somewhere and stroked Echo's face. I could feel her shivering, but she held still, my brave girl.

"The shtrange thing is," it went on, the tentacle moving down to stroke Echo's breasts, and then her ass and pussy, "ish that he'sh more concerned about getting you back," he meant Echo, "than our shpecial friend here." The tentacle made its way over to me, and I braced myself for another vaginal invasion.

It didn't come though. As suddenly as it was whipped out, the appendage withdrew.

"However, talksh are going shlowly," it went on. "Sho I'm going to put you both to ushe while you're here." It made the noise that I assumed was laughing again. "Don't worry, you'll be shent back to Zliver once I'm done with you."

It made a gesture with one of its stick arms, and suddenly, pink, slimy tentacles emerged from the holes I had noticed in the room.

Some, slightly larger and thicker, wrapped themselves around our arms and legs, and yanked us apart, lifting us into the air, our arms and legs stretched out in a star-like formation, I had a brief flashback to my recent time on Frigid's cross. Echo was suspended facing me, wailing and sobbing.

"Don't..." I began, but was rudely interrupted as a narrower appendage, slightly thinner than the diameter of my (weak girly) wrist, was suddenly hovering in front of my face. I went cross eyed looking at it, and realised it wasn't so much as tentacle as much a long, pink, organic tube of some kind. A narrow opening at the tip made it look horribly penis-like.

"Oh n..." I said, but once again was cut off as it thing darted forward, slipping into my mouth and down my throat, making me gag. I tried to bite it, but its rubber skin resisted my efforts. At the same time another, unseen tube, and by the feel of it slightly wider, pushed its way up my ass. I would have screamed in shock, but my mouth busy trying to cope with penis tentacle. The ass intruder pushed its way in, although not very far, and then stopped and seemed to inflate, stretching my hole painfully.

Finally, and I was almost ready for this by now, another cold tube pushed its way up my vag. I squirmed and breathed hard through my nose as it invaded my innards. Around the mouth tube I could see that the same was happening to Echo. I could trace her pussy tube's progress up her as it distended her belly.

It seemed to be going a long way up there, and my heart rate was going ten to the dozen as my lust rose, from the feel of the tentacles in me, but also the view of Echo being violated. I writhed and shuffled around helplessly though, unable to scratch that particular itch.

As I watched, a lump appeared in Echo's tube, travelling along it, up into her. At the same time, I felt something move up my own pussy tube, making me moan again. It continued right up into me, until I felt something emerge into my innards.

Another, and another, I lost count, of these were deposited within us, and I began to have a bad feeling about the whole affair.

Finally it seemed the pussy tube had delivered its load. For a moment things relaxed, but then one more, final tentacle tube emerged. This one was thinner, and had a red tip at the end, like an evil, smiling pair of lips. I could guess what this one was, so wasn't at all surprised when it forced itself up alongside my vag-invader, until it too, was deep inside.

There was a spasming then, and whilst I couldn't be sure I felt it really, it didn't take any real effort to imagine it pumping out alien semen into me.

Echo appeared to have fainted by now, although I'm sure she'd endured far worse in the past. Maybe that's why she had fainted, it could have been her brain protecting her from further trauma. In any case, the tube withdrew from me, making me moan again, and went over to my girl, slipping inside her and repeated its endeavours, and making me horny as FUCK in the process.

Finally it withdrew back to its hole, and we were left there, like a couple of decorations on a Fallow tree*.

Our new owner, who'd I'd totally forgotten about during this whole procedure, made his laughing noise again, and extended a number of tentacles that fondled me all over, and did not help with my lust levels at all.

"Enjoy," it simply said, and took its leave of us.

'Great,' I thought, as the door closed behind him, leaving me staring at my lovely Echo, hanging there with things stuck into every orifice.

Can you be jealous of tentacles?

*Fallow tree – A kind of decorative tree put up for the three days of celebration across my empire, where my loyal subjects venerate their saviour. To wit: Me.