Langue
Affichage
Grille d'images
Autocomplétion du prompt
Filtrage du contenu
Aide & Support
icône de réclamation quotidienne : verre vide
Réclamation quotidienne
Aujourd'hui
T
+3
F
+3
S
+4
S
+4
M
+5
T
+5
W
+6
Réclame chaque jour pour faire grandir ta série.
icône de réclamation quotidienne : un seau rempli d'or
Packs de crédits

Crédits supplémentaires

NEW
Referrals
Referrals

Share and earn

icône des quêtes
Quêtes

Complète des quêtes pour gagner des crédits

tentacle pit

tentacle pit

4 Followers
1girlbreastssoloblushtentaclesrestrainedtentacle sexnipplespussylarge breastsvaginaluncensoredlong hairnavelnudespread legssweatcumcompletely nudeshort hairopen mouthcum in pussyanaloralfellatioblue eyesthighsdouble penetrationblonde hairlooking at viewer
AI art 'Delicious! In Dungeon (her asshole)' with user description 'Marcille should have considered not having such a delicious anus if she didn't want to get her asshole plundered. Oh well! What can you do.'
2

Delicious! In Dungeon (her asshole)

rubbermasopig
AI art "tentacle pleasure"
19

tentacle pleasure

remega
AI art "Resident Evil: Tangled Up"
8

Resident Evil: Tangled Up

thoughtzi
AI art 'Noir City - The Black Book' with user description 'I was so surprised when I read your letter... All the feelings from the past flooded back. How many years had it been... I thought you'd forgotten about me. But in your letter, you still spoke to me with affection, just like in the past. I could almost smell your perfume in the letter. You told me that someone had tried to assassinate you. My heart skipped a beat. You kept saying that you thought it was because of a book, an old book, that you'd acquired at an auction, hoping it would increase in value. In the end, you asked me to come to your nightclub. You asked me "for old times' sake." I poured myself a whiskey and read your letter at least five times. Finally, I decided to accept your invitation that very night. And I did. I was so excited inside that I barely felt the chill of the early morning. A quick subway took me to your street, and soon I saw the bright red entrance of your club. As I approached, your security guard, without me having to say a word, led me through another door, a back door, armored. I went in, my heart pounding, and after a couple of hallways and a beautiful oak door, there you were. You were wearing your favorite red stilettos. And a red dress that seemed tailor-made for your beautiful figure. You seemed sad, smoking, staring into space... until you saw me. Then you regained your confident smile, the one I longed for for so long. You tried to make me believe you were relaxed, but you were nervous. I can sense these things; I'm a detective, it's my job. I decided to force a smile and sit down without kissing your cheeks or hugging you as I longed to. I thought I detected a hint of sadness in your eyes when you saw the distance between us. But you understood; you always understood everything the first time. It was a distance to protect us from each other. And you restored your confident smile. You told me about the book, how you got it, what your plans were, and much more. I asked you to be extra vigilant and give me the book so I could investigate it. I would do it. I would find out who would kill for it. I carefully hid it in my trench coat and prepared to leave. Almost at the exit, I heard you get up hurriedly and felt you hug me tightly from behind. You abandoned your confident tone and whispered, "Alice... take good care of yourself... please..." Trying to hide my joy and my love for you, I whispered back, "Don't worry...". I went back to my office and racked my brains researching that book. I read it from cover to cover; it was like drawings and strange words, a fabulous jumble of gibberish. I noticed that as I read, my mind... began to understand things I never thought I could understand. To think things I shouldn't be thinking. The atmosphere changed, fluctuated. What had happened to me? I even thought you had drugged the book with some kind of substance to try to reach me... Then, I felt the tentacles. I knew it as soon as I felt them tighten around my body. It was one thing to buy the book and have it on display, another to flip through the pages without a care. I'm sure you did that. But I "wanted" to absorb its information. And that changed everything. My mind was working at 200% while my body couldn't move. The tentacles, the physical power of the book, pulled my breasts out. They positioned themselves between my clothes, violating my body and mind. I soon lost track of time. Was it day? Was it night? Pleasure overwhelmed me. The tentacles had already stripped me bare, body and mind, penetrated me. I began to have orgasms. Multiple orgasms. They grew in intensity. A normal orgasm paled in comparison to this overwhelming sensation that my mind would explode from pleasure. On the floor, I could only drool and melt with pleasure. My last conscious thought was of you. Thank goodness it wasn't her the book caught. When I thought I would die, I saw you! You were there among the tentacles! They were trapping you too, tearing you apart with pleasure, but somehow, you managed to reach me. You spoke to me, but I couldn't hear you. You shook me. Very hard. You slapped me, crying. Suddenly, I woke up. You were beside me, in bed, crying, relieved to see me awake. "I came to see why you weren't coming back... I didn't know what was wrong with you, you were just trembling and crying, I didn't know how to wake you up..." I whispered, "thank you..." When I woke up again, an hour had passed. You just looked at me and said one sentence: "Burn it. It has to be you, and it has to be now." I nodded. We got up naked, and although it was difficult, I set it on fire. We watched it burn. When the lights went out, we were left in darkness. You hugged me, and I felt that it had all been worth it. "If you hadn't come and saved my life. The police would have found a body. And they would have found a body. And they would have said an aneurysm, or a heart attack, but the reality would have been much more horrific..." You silenced me with a finger and hugged me even tighter...'
26

Noir City - The Black Book

kendarfulgrim
11
AI art
4

Sans titre

hyeonb
AI art "S🍋‍🟩y"
14

S🍋‍🟩y

beelzudude
AI art
3

Sans titre

hyeonb
AI art
30

Sans titre

otousan
Tentacle animation

Tentacle animation

bian1981gt
AI art

Sans titre

sjame83
AI art
3

Sans titre

hyeonb
AI art '👾🐙'
11

👾🐙

beelzudude
AI art "₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎"
3

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

texasboy666
AI art

Sans titre

sanma
AI art
5

Sans titre

hyeonb
AI art "Ú wÙ"
9

Ú wÙ

texasboy666
AI art 'Sera’s First Experience with Tentacles' with user description 'After seeing Lady Maria’s pictures, Sera couldn’t stop thinking about them. There had been something strange, exciting, and almost unreal about what she had seen. The way Maria had looked so calm, so confident, and so pleased made Sera curious in a way she couldn’t ignore. So, of course, Sera asked her about it. Lady Maria only smiled. She didn’t explain anything. She didn’t give Sera a warning. She didn’t even tell her what to expect. All she gave her was an address. Sera looked it up and tilted her head in confusion. “A forest…?” At first, she thought Maria was joking. But the more she thought about it, the more excited she became. If Lady Maria had sent her there, then there had to be something waiting for her. A few hours later, the sun had already disappeared behind the trees. Sera walked through the forest alone, guided only by her phone and the faint moonlight above her. The air was cool, the trees were quiet, and every little sound made her heart beat faster. Branches cracked beneath her feet. Leaves rustled around her. Somewhere in the darkness, something moved. Sera swallowed nervously, but she didn’t turn back. “Lady Maria… if this is one of your jokes, I swear…” Just as she said that, the ground beneath her suddenly gave way. Sera gasped as she slipped and fell down into a hidden opening covered by roots and leaves. She landed on something soft instead of hard stone, blinking in surprise as she slowly pushed herself up. Then she noticed it. The cave. It was warm. Strange. Alive. The walls glistened faintly in the dim light, and all around her, shapes moved slowly in the shadows. Tentacles. They were everywhere. Some curled along the stone floor. Others hung from the ceiling or moved carefully through the air, almost as if they were studying her. Sera should have been scared. But she wasn’t. Instead, her cheeks turned red, and a small smile appeared on her lips. “So this is what Lady Maria wanted to show me…” One of the tentacles slowly approached her. It stopped just in front of her, almost waiting. Sera took a deep breath and reached out. The moment her fingers touched it, the cave seemed to react. More of them began to move, surrounding her carefully, gently, curiously. They didn’t hurt her. They didn’t force her. They waited. And Sera understood. This place wasn’t a trap. It was an invitation. She smiled, her nervousness slowly turning into excitement. “Well then… don’t keep a lady waiting.” The tentacles moved closer, wrapping around her with surprising warmth. They lifted her gently, supporting her body as if she weighed nothing. Sera let out a soft gasp, then laughed quietly as they explored her with careful, teasing movements. At first, she tried to stay composed. But that didn’t last long. The more they touched her, the more she relaxed. The more they teased her, the more she forgot about the forest, the night, and everything else outside the cave. There was only the warmth around her. The soft pressure holding her. The strange, overwhelming pleasure building inside her. Sera clung to the nearest tentacle, breathing heavily as her confidence began to melt into pure enjoyment. “So this is why Maria looked like that…” The cave answered only with movement. More tentacles joined in, each one careful but eager, surrounding Sera completely. She was no longer nervous. No longer unsure. She wanted this. And the cave seemed more than happy to grant her wish. By the time the night grew quiet again, Sera was completely exhausted, lying against the soft floor of the cave with a satisfied smile on her face. Her clothes were a mess. Her hair was tangled. Her cheeks were still glowing. But Sera looked happier than ever. After a while, she slowly reached for her phone with trembling fingers and sent Lady Maria a message. Sera: “You could have warned me.” A moment later, Maria replied. Lady Maria: “And ruin the surprise?” Sera stared at the message for a second. Then she laughed. Sera: “Fair point.” She looked back into the darkness of the cave, where the tentacles were still moving slowly, patiently, almost as if they were waiting for her to recover. Sera smiled. Maybe this wouldn’t be her last visit after all. @gildenstein @hollenwulf @octavian @peterco @warmicestudios @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @goobygubby @cro_bo @varcolac @smut317 @narillia @zerogroupe21 @saltymajor778 @zesoul @reptorn'
25

Sera’s First Experience with Tentacles

azariel
16
AI art "May the 4th be with you!"
2

May the 4th be with you!

ulyth
AI art "18 finally and getting ravaged by tentacles"
3

18 finally and getting ravaged by tentacles

ruinous
AI art
4

Sans titre

tamav1