《 Head over Tusks! 》- Male Piglin Brute X Male Reader

🐙 Halloween Special #2?!?! 🎃 🤪

(Based on that one comment I said about imagine if Oslac had tentacles)
 
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You sleep in your bed, in your room, soothed by the sound of Oslac and his warmth. The curtains of the window are shut so it's nice and dark. It's a quiet night outside, mobs roaming freely beyond the walls while you sleep blissfully. You wake up one night to weird noises and odd sensations all over your body. You are laying on top of Oslac's comfortable, big body with your chest against his, but your back feels wet. Your brain immediately assumes it's sweat, but you don't feel hot. You actually feel rather cool. Your body is completely relaxed, but your hands still feel around anyways, feeling Oslac's body.

“Hmmmnh… aaaaaawwwgh….” You yawn. “Oslaaac, my dear..?”

You feel Oslac tense up beneath you, his hands at your waist gripping tighter while something else continues squirming and wiggling around your body.

“Oh! D-Did I wake you??” He chuckles anxiously.

“Huh? N-No… not really…” You look up at him and into his spotlight eyes. “What is that? I feel something wet…” You groan and sit up.

In a flash of your hands, you grab something from under the back of your shirt and pull it out, putting it in front of your face and staring in shock. It's a thick, wriggling, slimy tentacle with suckers along the bottom of it. It's scarily huge, your fingers almost not being able to wrap around the entire tentacle. You suddenly squeeze it with all your might, causing Oslac to squeal in pain.

“Y/n!! G-Gentle!!” The brute covers his snout with both of his hands, clearly distressed.

You were even more confused. It's dark out, so you can barely see his physical features, other than his eyes. You tug on the tentacle which shows you that it's coming from Oslac's body, specifically his back. He seems really nervous and worried.

“Oh Y/n… Please do not be scared… but I have these… things…” Oslac whimpers, his voice soft and a big shaky.

“What things?”

“The thing you are holding in your hand…” He points.

You look at it and then look back at him. “This is coming from you?” You grinned out of disbelief and shock. “This… tentacle???”

“What?”

“Tentacle. You have a tentacle. Tentacles.”

“No…? What's a tentacle?”

“This, Oslac. This tentacle wrapping around my wrist and arm is a tentacle, my love.” You gulped as the moist, gentle tentacle swirled around your wrist and forearm, gripping you tightly

“Oh… they are called tentacles?” Oslac snorts. “That is interesting. So I guess I do have tentacles, my sweet.” He laughs.

“Oslac this is the most insane thing ever, and I feel like I'm losing my mind, but I'm trying my best to stay calm right now so I need you to explain why you have tentacles.” Your eye twitches. You feel like this isn't real.

“Oh uhm. I have always had them. I just never told you… heheh…” Oslac sits up with you in his lap. “And before you say anything, I already knew you would never be disgusted with me or anything like that. I just did not think it was… important.” His voice is soft and reassuring, his arms wrapping around you while more tentacles come out to touch you.

You stay quiet, letting him feel you with all of his appendages, taking it all in and just resting against his chest.

“Just think of it as… me having more hands!” Oslac laughs quietly, his chest shaking. Hearing his husky voice laugh makes you smile. “Calm down, okay?: