[Female Reader x Tentacle story. This is lemon/smut/sin/sexual content. Don't like, don't read. Requests are open. Let me know in the comments if there's anything in my writing that I can improve on.]
Sunspots broke through the leaves above you. You sat up from your patch of moss, stretching and letting out a big yawn. The lake was still that morning, save for the deep red tentacles rising to the shore to meet you. You planted a soft kiss on the tip of one tentacle. "Good morning, Oxy," you whispered. Time to get ready for the day, you thought.
You were a forest nymph living in this glade cut off from even other nymphs. You chose a tree close to the lake out of convenience. The patch of moss at its base made for a soft bed, you could be amphibious without having to transport water back and forth, and fruit grew close to the lake for you to eat. You enjoyed the peace and quiet, and you had even made a friend while living there.
Oxy was a tentacle monster that lived in the lake. You had never seen any part of it other than it's tentacles, but it still had a way of interacting with you. You could say that Oxy was your boyfriend; it did all the normal duties related to the title. It helped you run errands, worked with you in your everyday life, and "took care" of you whenever the mood struck. Was it entirely sentient? You couldn't be sure, but it was nice to have the companionship.
You and Oxy walked - or swam in Oxy's case - along the river bank to the fruit trees. Plucking one off the branch, you tossed it into the water. Oxy's tentacles dragged it to the bottom of the lake to eat it. You chuckled, going back to pick more, dropping them into your basket. One fruit at the top of the tree looked especially ripe, right when they're as sweet as possible. Catching on to your thoughts, Oxy suddenly raised its tentacles up toward the fruit, snapping it off the branch. You laughed as the fruit fell right into your hands. "Thanks, Oxy," you smiled.
Oxy waved its tentacle, shyly, earning another giggle out of you. You motioned your hand for it to come closer. Oxy's tentacle got nearer to your face. You leaned in, using one finger to scratch gently on the underside of its tentacle. Oxy curled away, its sleek skin dusted with a faint blush. So cute, you thought.
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Back at your tree, you placed your basket down and sat on your moss patch with your feet hanging off the bank into the lake. You kicked your feet back and forth in the water as you munched away at the fresh fruit. You looked at your reflection in the water, fixing your hair. Your hair was long and thick; leaves and flowers decorated your curls. You could have passed as human, save for the streaks of green swirled into your nude skin like marble. Nymphs didn't have a need for clothing, especially living in isolation like you were.
Oxy coyly poked some of its tentacles out of the water, as though staring at you. "You hungry, Oxy?" you asked, offering another fruit to it. Oxy wrapped one tentacle around your ankle affectionately. "Aw," you cooed, petting the tentacle around your ankle. "You want some attention?" You pushed the basket out of the way, making room for Oxy. It curled its tentacles around you, circling around your butt to hold you up. More of its tentacles wrapped around for you to lay back on.
You leaned back, relaxing as you cuddled up to Oxy. Slowly, he slid one tentacle down your side. "Is that what you wanted?" you chuckled, catching on to what Oxy was trying to communicate to you. Its tentacle wrapped around your waist, slowly feeling down your thigh. You spread your legs slightly to allow him more access to you.
More of Oxy's tentacles rose out from the water, curling around your wrists and ankles. They laid you down on your moss patch, pinning your wrists above your head gently. You giggled to yourself, leaning back and relaxing as Oxy took initiative. Its tentacles squeezed your breasts, kneading and swirling around them. The suction cups of its tentacles latched onto your nipples, pulling and pinching them softly.
