Chapter 7 - Epilogue B [Part One]

Corrupted Family

Summary: Corrupted and mutated by their experience with tentacle rape, your family regularly tries to seduce you.


EPILOGUE B – TENTACLES [Part One]


Following Jessica out of the sewer grate, you can't help but admire how unconcerned she is letting the neighbors see her; naked, cum drenched, and sporting two massive cocks, mothers rushed their children indoors and fathers yelled insulting words, but she took it all in stride, holding your hand as you walked home together.

Turning the corner to your street, your heart skips a beat at the sight just down the road.TREF officers have roadblocks set up, launching gas grenades and firing nonstop at what appears to be your house!

Running up to Commander Brandy, you make it just in time to hear, “Hold the fucking line! We can't let them spread out; where's that damn backup?!”

“Commander,” you yell over the gunfire, as Jessica quivers next to you, “what's going on?!”

Sparing you a quick glance, she explained, “About five minutes ago the tentacles launched a huge assault on the property. We lost six good officers to reach this position and – JOHNSON WATCH YOUR GODDAMN FLANK! – and they're hellbent on something, they just wont back down.”

“And my family,” you ask, trying to ignore your sister as she moans, fucking herself with one of her cocks.

Brandy didn't answer right away, but with a sigh said, “Lost. They were pulled to the sewers before we even knew the house was under attack.”

Stunned cold, you can only stare as the Commander orders her troops, shelling the encroaching tentacles with a rain of bullets, pushing them back for only a few minutes before they surged forward again, blasting the roadblocks with searing jets of cum.

Jessie was tugging on your shirt, softly calling your name.

“What is it Jessica,” you ask, unable to turn away from the writhing mass of purple tentacles that infested your home.

“I can hear them...,” she whispered, seemingly unable to stop shaking. “I can hear them moving... just below...”

You don't understand right away, but as the ground beneath you starts to shake, it clicks and you grab your sister's hand, pulling her away from the street.

Not a second later a huge mass of tentacles erupt just underneath the TREF officers' feet, hoisting the entire force into midair, shredding their uniforms as they begin raping everyone in sight. The street is still shaking, and Jessica slips from your grip with a joyful scream – looking back you're horrified to see a fat tentacle had broke through the ground, now pumping itself inside Jessica's pussy.

“Jessie,” you yell, lunging for your sister, only to be caught by several tentacles as the middle of the road begins to cave in, revealing a enormous, slithering orgy of the creatures. Your clothes are ripped off, and suddenly you're stuffed – a thick tentacle plowing down your throat and three more wedged painfully in your ass.

You can't think, you can't even see, all you know is the feeling of the powerful, infinite lengths of the tentacles abusing your body, tossing you around like a rag doll, pumping buckets and buckets of burning hot cum into your stomach.

You feel completely violated. Broken. Beaten. Despair. Darkness. Warmth. Pain becomes a pleasure, all you see is a waterfall of steaming cum, all you want is another tentacle in your butt, and when you at last open your eyes you find yourself in a dark room, simply hanging, upside down, in the air, along with many other people.

“Wh-where am I...,” you ask of the silence, trying to find some familiarity in this dark, moist world.

Peering through the gloom, you think you recognize the woman hanging near you, and after a minute it comes to you, “Commander Brandy!”

She twitches but doesn't answer. You gasp as your vision clears – she, and many others around you, is being held by a strong looking, dark blue tentacle. She isn't being fucked, from what you could tell, but cum is constantly streaming out of her open mouth and gaping vagina.

“Oh my god,” you mutter, terrified as you look around. Hanging in this room is the entire platoon of the TREF officers stationed to your region. All naked, all looking like Brandy, with sperm flowing from any viable orifice.

You hear movement above you. Looking up you whimper to see three, white tentacles descending slowly towards you. Its difficult to struggle in your position, but you try anyway as they get closer, not wanting the foul creatures anywhere near you, naked as you are.

But its hopeless.

The largest of the tentacles toys with your butt, probing your clenched hole with a warm, much-too-large head. The others wrap around your body, one pushing lightly against your lips as the other prods your penis.

With little preamble, the largest slowly, agonizingly, pushes into your butt, spreading your legs apart with its girth. As it hits the entrance to your stomach, the one at your penis presses down on your propped up erection, sheathing it with its own shaft, fucking itself on you as the big one pulls slightly back.

You can't help but moan, allowing the final tentacle into your mouth where it immediately began slithering down your throat, thrusting all the way. The tentacle in your ass forces it way forward, bulging your eyes out as it barrels into your stomach, distending your skin tightly across its large head.

Hot cum begins to fill you, pumping from both tentacles inside you, stretching your stomach even more until you're completely full, the cum overflowing out your mouth, nose and anus.

Your eyes roll up as you feel the two tentacles connect in your stomach, wriggling around inside you as the other sheathing your cock blasts its own steaming sperm over your sensitive penis.

The treatment seems to go on forever. Minutes, hours, days, weeks, soon it didn't matter, in the grasp of these three tentacles you lost all track of time, slowly morphing into their slave, wanting only to keep pleasuring you masters.

Suddenly the blue tentacle suspending you unwinds, sending your body crashing into the deep lake of warm tentacle sperm below. The lake begins to churn, and you're pulled down through a hole at the bottom, sliding through the rapids of the cum-river until you're deposited in a large chamber with people and tentacles literally as far as the eye could see.

You're in a medium sized cum-pool, not as large as the one you woke up above, perhaps about a quarter its size. Your masters are slithering around your feet, so you spread your butt cheeks for them, rewarded as two tentacles quickly find their home inside you.

The edge of the pool not too far away, you swim to the side, pulling a stunning girl down on your cock, her tongue wrestling with your own as the tentacles pummel your ass.

Barely lasting five minutes, you groan as your climax erupts in her womb, which is already swimming in tentacle sperm, but it doesn't stop you and you keep thrusting, even as a new tentacle wraps around your neck and drags both of you under the surface of the cum-pool.

Barely able to see, but strangely still capable of breathing, you pull out of the girl and blindly try poking for her butt, soon finding it already occupied by a tentacle. A pair of hands pulls you away from her and on to shore, a woman was mammoth-sized breasts hugging you.

“James,” she gasped as the tentacles retreated from your stomach. “I can't believe I found you!”

Peering dazedly at her, something ticks at the back of your mind, and you exclaim in surprise, “Amanda? You're here too?”

She giggles, “Of course, silly! Mom and Jessie are in the breeding chamber, but the masters told us you were accepted into the Hive. They can't wait to see you!”

Just then a man nearby decided you looked lonely, pulling your heads in to his hips, six tentacle-like cocks wrapping around you and your sister's necks. She wasted little time and pulled one into her mouth, jerking off two more as one of the man's cocks snaked around your own, pulling at your sensitive erection as you followed your big sister's example, stroking the remaining two.

Seconds later the masters are pulling you and Amanda away from the man, various ropes of his climax painting over your skin, you ask, “Where are they taking us?”

“You're going to a mutation pit,” she yelled back, being pulled further away. “I'm going to join mom and Jessie! See you soon!”

Shuddering in anticipation, the tentacle drops you through a hole, where you land in a small enclosure, the ground a fleshy-white mass, three other people splayed out on the floor.

The first you see is a young girl, knocked out, a shockingly long, thin tongue draped over her small body. The others are two middle aged women, currently rubbing their pussies together, but seemingly normal otherwise.

The ground begins seeping a musky, black liquid, extremely sticky and weirdly heavy, you can't keep your balance and fall into the muck. As it rises above your head, a sudden, burning hot sensation rips through your flesh and centers on your penis – your agonized screaming unheard by the others as you feel your brain shutting down, consciousness evaporating away...


EPILOGUE B – TENTACLES [Part One]


Author's Note: Since this wont be part of the main story, I'm going to include a Part Two, wrapping up what happens to James and his family while in the clutches of the Hive. Stay tuned!  