A Scary Tentacruel Encounter

Sitting on the beach off route 219 you fiddle nervously with your triangle bikini top to make sure it's secure around your back. You've heard warnings that the pokemon in the deep waters having been aggressive toward women beachgoers lately, and that may or may not have drawn you to the shore today. You try to casually arrange your belongings over your water-type themed beach towel, suggesting you are just stepping away for a moment.

Tying your lavender hair into two low braids you feel your confidence steel for a moment before heading into the water. Never the strongest swimmer, you don't let that deter you from reaching your goal. As the water deepens below your feet, your heart starts to pick up the pace. When aggressive pokemon are nearby, attacks often spring upon trainers that are equipped with their pokemon team to battle and protect them. Your bikini ties brushing along your hips remind you of the pokeballs that should be lying in wait.

Now that you've cornered some rock formations you see the shoreline disappear from view. Every splash you've heard has been making your head flick around to try to spot the source. Just when you think of turning back, you feel something touch the arch of your foot. Recoiling, you make a bigger splash than you intend. The sea quiets for a moment, right before you are pulled under.

Rapidly falling, your eyes try to adjust to the ocean light while your leg is driving you downwards. *Shit.* Your body braces against a stifled gasp, and you realize you did not think far enough ahead to account for breathing during the "surprise" encounter. As you start to thrash, your arms become tangled in tight ropes. With your vision starting to darken, you are suddenly hit square in the face with bubble beam. A massive bubble develops around your face and you instinctively steal your first gaping breath. Through the distortion of the bubble, you barely make out your date tonight.

It's glowing red orbs designed to threaten prey shine through the water as you make out the rest of the beast. It is the LARGEST tentacruel you have ever seen. A vision flickers in your mind of a pokedex entry you saw earlier this month. *TENTACRUEL has 80 tentacles that can be freely elongated and shortened at will.* Ding ding ding.

The tightening grip around your wrists and ankles bring you back to the situation at hand. You are now unable to control your limbs, and you feel a heat between your legs. Suspended for a moment, Tentacruel's gaze seems to size you up. While being turned all around for inspection, you lose your orientation of which way is up. Now staring at the underside of the beast, you can see its two large pincers chittering together in what seems to be excitement for its prey.

With sudden urgency, you feel your ankles pulled away from each other and you are facing him again, spread eagle. Tentacles lengthen in front of it to separate your bikini top and free your breasts. Floating gently towards the surface, you give thanks for your tits telling you which way is up.

The moment of relief is disrupted by constricting force wrapping around your tits, squeezing them firmly and you take another gasp. For the first time you register: these ropes are slimy. Your bikini bottom is now soaked through both sides. Somehow this massive creature has a sense of appreciation of the human form, it flicks your hardened nipples and feels you attempt to thrash against the restraints.

Wasting no more time, you feel another tentacle move your bikini bottom to one side. Your "purely academic" research gives you the knowledge that the tentacles extend and constrict by filling with water, so the thickness is also completely malleable. The tentacle that moved your bikini to the side is minuscule compared to the one you see lift through the dark waters and approach your pussy.

Thick and teasing, the tentacle in question makes a licking motion back and forth on your cunt, spreading your inner lips and making everything slimy. Tentacruel takes you by surprise and suddenly flicks your ankles upward, bringing you to a classic breeding pose. Knees toward your chest, the body is now looming slightly over you while the tentacle prepares to strike.

Scared of the potential repercussions, you try to prepare yourself for the inevitable by relaxing everything you can. Sensing your shift, the main tentacle finishes its last rocking motion and positions itself at your opening.

Nothing could have prepared you for the sensation that breaks through you next. Going from empty to filled to the brim, it seems to expand inside of you to fill every nook and cranny. A scream escapes your lips, but there is no one to hear you.

The rocking motion begins again, this time sliding in and out of your cunt. You feel your tummy bulge at the sheer volume filling you up, and then the speed starts to increase. Another tentacle somehow knows to pulse around your clit, and suddenly you are in heaven. For a blissful eternity, Tentacruel fucks you mercilessly until you feel like you're going to burst. A wave crests and you scream again, this time in pleasure. Micro tremors of pleasure radiate all over you, even around your restrained wrists, feet, and breasts.

Slowing for a moment, you try to collect your thoughts while you have a chance. Holy shit is about as much as you're able to get out. Your eyes meet again and you are surprised to see a hunger still lurking. Fear strikes you as you are not sure what else it could want from you.

A gaping emptiness is left now between your legs, and you are suddenly jerked around and bent into a stretching cat pose, on your knees with your ass towards what you think is the sky. A tentacle lightly constricts your waist to hold you in place for what's to come. The lightbulb goes off right as you feel them. Two sharp pincers land on your ass cheeks and start to split them apart, and the prick of pain sends waves down your body. Nowhere to go, you remember to relax. A familiar rocking starts at the entrance to your cunt, and you are a bit relieved as the beast begins to fuck your cunt again.

Now sensitive from cumming, your pussy throbs around its length that starts working into you. Your relief does not last long while you feel a cold sensation on your asshole. *Ah, fuck.* A small, slimy tentacle suddenly slips into your asshole, and you are being dual wielded by a fucking pokemon. You start to wonder how much air is in your bubble as you feel a rhythm build up inside you. The clit tentacle is thankfully working its magic again, creating a quickening pulsing sensation around you.

With the space inside you now somehow even more filled, you feel like you are being split apart. Just as you think you cant take all of it anymore, waves of pleasure crash again and you are seriously in heaven. You feel a glob of gook left inside your asshole and suddenly everything is loosening up.

With an aching emptiness, you start to come back into your mind and body as the restraints loosen. With nothing left in the tank, you hover aimlessly in the deep water for a moment before Tentacruel has gone beneath you and its soft upper body is now pushing you towards the surface. As you crest, the harsh sunlight blinds you for a moment and you start to kick your legs as you realize that you are alone again. You quickly adjust your bikini back into place and check for any damage. Blushing and blood still pumping, you make your way back towards the shoreline and start thinking about when your next beach day will be.