EroticReverieFantasies

Saylor

It's been three days since my last shift at The Wonder. I walk into work with my cheeks flushed, and a nervousness about whether or not I'll be confronted about why a bra was found in the octopus enclosure after my last shift. But if it had been found, they wouldnt wait till my next shift, if they suspected anything illegal had happened, they'd have sent authorities to my door the very next day. 

It was stupid, what I'd done. What i'd let Legend do with me. What would my own friends and family do if I was publicly thrown into prison for being intimate with a shifter? I couldnt survive in prison, not with the way people hated shifter sympathizers. I could murder someone and that crime still wouldnt be as bad in some of their eyes, as getting "freaky" with a shifter. In their animal ,no less. 

I feed Alina, Tryrus and Legend multiple times during the day, each time avoiding direct eye contact with the two dark globes of Legend's large eyes. I don't talk to them like I normally do, and even pretend to be in hurry, even though I'm not. But it gives me an excuse for my lack of normal conversation I give them. Did Alina and Tryus know about what happened? I couldnt look them in their eyes either. 

It's closing time for The Wonder, all feeders and maintenance people still wandering about the exhibits and finishing up chores of the job. And I drag five buckets of food onto the grates. I should just dump them and leave, but I don't. As always Alina and Tyrus are the first to leave, and I feed Legend his extra bucket of food. I dont sit on the grate and takes my sneakers and socks off like I normally would. I stand on the grate, looking down into the abyss of the large circle the grate platform spans across, the vibrant blue of Legens form floating in the water, massive tentacle undulating while a few of them work on feeding himself food. I watch, catching the shimmer of the deeper blues, the purples, on his skin. 

"Goodnight." I say when he's finished, and I'm standing off the grate, on the outside of the feeding platform, and done rinsing the buckets. His head still in the water, not leaving. I watch his tentacle lift and slap on the grate. 

I say nothing. Pretending I don't know what he's asking, or demanding. 

"see you tom-" 

Another slap on the grate. It makes me jump. I'm not scared of him, of him, Alina or Tyrus. But the way the large tentacle slapping against it makes the grate rattle, makes me gasp and jump back. I just stare at the big round dark eyes staring at me. 

I shake my head at him. "I cant" I whisper. 

Another slap on the grate. 

"Legend." I say with a sigh. We were friends, werent we? Was I going to just cut off the friendship I'd developed with him, with Alina and Tryus, just because I'd been weak the other night? 

I walk over slowly and onto the grate, walking out across it. I look down, not understanding how I'm aching between my legs while looking at larger than life octopus. How even outside of his human form, Legend managed to captivate my desires. I wasnt just attracted to the human form i'd seen in person one time. I was attracted to him...just like this. Did that make me a freak? Maybe. I surely wasnt attracted to any other type of animal, or even any other octopus, whether shift or regular. But Legend? I was. I was most definitely attracted to him. I still had dozens of hickeys wrapped around my torso and decorating my breasts from a few nights ago when I'd let my attraction and feelings towards him take over. 

I watch a tentacle lift from the water and slip over the grate and I watch as it taps my foot. He wants me to take my sneakers off and my socks. Wants me to sit with him like I normally do. I should tell him no, that's it's not safe, for me or for him to tempt ourselves by continuing to develop whatever this friendship or relationship was between us. 

But I sit. And he watches as I remove my sneaks, and my socks and set them aside. 

I slip my feet over the metal grate and let them dangle, and let my toes  dip into the water. i laugh and my foot jerks as the tip of a tentacle tickles the curve of my left my foot.

I jerk my foot out of the water and he lets his tentacle slip away and I dip my foot back in with a little laugh and look down at him, right in his eyes and sigh. 

"I'm sorry." I say. Hating that I can't actually talk to him, wishing we could have a two way conversation with each other, instead of just me talking. 

"I... "I pause and sigh and look at my feet as I swish my toes along the water slowly. 

"I shouldnt have ignored you all today." I say. Admitting what I'd been doing. 

"I was just...confused...and scared.." I say. Wondering what he'd be saying right now, or if he'd just be listening like he was now. 

"I put you in danger." I say and he flicks the bottom of my foot twice for "no" with his tentacle. 

But I nod. "Yes I did. I put us BOTH in danger Legend. I shouldnt have...let that happen." I say and he slides two tentacles to my feet, he lets them slips over the tops of my feet and around the bottom, he doesnt suck at my feet , but just strokes them, as if maybe trying to comfort me. 

I watch them, wondering if they'll slip up further, knowing I want them to. Knowing that even though Im sitting her apologizing for what I let take place, that I want to do it all over again, because it felt so good, felt amazing. 

As if he can tell, or sense exactly where my mind REALLY is, the tentacles loosen and curl up further, wet and slippery they slide up and around, circling my calves and then slips back down and around slowly, spiraling around my legs , then back up and I suck in a breath. 

"Legend" I whisper , but my voice is shaky, and I feel the tentacles slide up my legs again, this time wrapping a little tighter around my calves and ankles and feet , before loosening and spiraling back down around them. The sensation makes me shiver, makes every nerve in my body tingle. I loved how he could touch me so much at once. How if I was naked, he could easly cover every inch of my body with his tentacles. He could embrace all of me, slip them over every inch and stroke every bit of my flesh. 

A third tentacle slips up out the water and I realize im already leaning back on my hands , allowing it all to happen again, inviting it. His tentacles on my legs wraps back around them, and i feel the strength of them as he grips my legs and pulls me to the edge making me yelp, stopping right before I fall off the edge and the third tentacle smacks my shorts. Right against the middle, right over my pussy. I gasp. The tentacle comes back and the tip of it points to the button on my shorts and I shake my head. 

He spanks my pussy with his tentacle once. Yes. Once for yes.

"I can't." I say. Once more slap and he again pushes the tip of his tentacle over the button and I bite my lip. 

"I c-cant" I say, even as my pussy aches, my panties soaking from the inside and the outside from the water that seeps into the fabric of my shorts from his water covered tentacle splashing water onto them when he smacked me through them. 

Yes. He says with another singular smack. 

"Legend" I moan as his two tentacles around my calves swirl higher and I moan at the way they slip so easily, wrapping around me, my thighs covered by the way they wrap around me, his tentacles covers me from my mid thighs all the way down to my feet, wrapped around me. I bite my lip, wondering if he'd let go if I told him to, or if he'd use his massive power to hold my legs forever and keep me here till I gave into him. I dont know why it thrills me, but it does. He was dangerous, wasnt he? No...not to me. And I dont know how I knew it, but I did. Legend, Alina, and Tyrus ...I trusted them more than I trusted any full human that's for sure. 

"okay" I breathe and he pauses, his tentacles unfurling to release me. 

I pull my legs back up and I stand, looking around. Again, someone COULD come to the feeding room. But the possibility was extremely low. Nobody ever had before, why would they now?

I lift my hands to my shorts, ready to unbutton them. Pausing as I look at him , my heart racing. He lifts and tentacle, slaps it once. Yes. 

I slip the button through the hole, exhaling, fingers trembling. Stop this Saylor. You need to stop this. You can't do this. But my fingers are grabbing the metal tongue of my zipper and dragging it down. Another single slap on the grate from his tentacle and I whimper at his encouragement, his only way to communicate with me, slapping again once a few seconds later as I grab the side of my shortsand begin to push them off my hips. Im breathing hard, legs shaking with nerves and desire. 

I push them to my thighs, bright blue panties underneath my shorts made of plain cotton, but they match his vibrant blue skin. I wonder if he knows I bought them specifically because they reminded me of him. I wonder if notices how they match most of his body. 

Since he can't tell me, and I cant read the eyes of an octopus, and he has no human face to express any emotion. He blinks slowly as the shorts drop to my feet and I lift my foot out, then the other and then push them aside. I was done for if someone came in here. But I still couldnt stop myself. 

I don't stop at my shorts either. He'd already seen the rest of me after all. I lift my black polo shirt and pull it up to reveal the matching blue bra. It's plain, just like my panties, a basic bra and panty set. No special material, no other color than the blue that matches his skin. No pattern or design. Just blue, like him. 

"I bought this bra and underwear set...." I say, dropping my shirt to the grate along with my shorts. "Because they reminded me of you." 

Was it stupid to admit that? Would he think I was crazy? Or would he think it was hot ? was he flattered? 

"Is that stupid?" I ask, arms hanging at my sides. 

His tenacle taps the grate twice softly. no. 

"do you...like that i thought of you when picking them out?" I ask. 

One tap. yes. 

"The purple bra....the one that fell in the water....reminded me of you too.." I say, my eyes flicking to the shimmering purple that peeks out from different areas on him. 

"I...was afraid someone would find it in the tank....did you find it?" I ask him and he taps his tentacle once on the grate. 

"Did you ...hide it...where nobody can find it?" I ask. 

One tap. Yes. 

"Will you give it back to me so I can-"

Two taps. No. 

I bite my lip. He pats the grate several times. Not a yes. Not a no. But an instruction.

"You want me to sit?" I ask as I step back to the edge. 

One tap. Yes. 

I swallow hard and I lower myself, exhaling as my ass and thighs press against the coldness of the grate and I let my legs slip back over the edge and my toes into the water. 

"Do Alina..and Tyson...know?" I ask. Two slaps. No. 

"If...you were human...would we...be together Legend?" I ask, and I know its silly to ask, it's stupid and pathetic giving the "What are we?" "What would we be if we could be?" to a man I cant even hold a normal conversation with. 

One slap of his tentacle hits my foot before his tentacles are wrapping back around my calves and thighs and I scoot myself to the edge again for him so he doesnt have to pull me. 

I moan as the tip of his tentacle slips higher, I watch it wind around and around. Leaning back, chest heaving as I feel myself, and his tentacles spread my legs wider, my toes no longer in the water as I spread my legs wider and wider. 

I gasp, legs shaking in his hold as another tentacle lifts from water. It's a thinner tentacle than the ones wrapped around my legs. It pushes right up over my panties and I moan at the way the water from his tentacle seeps through the panties while the pressure of his tentacle slides over my panties and up hooking around my hip, then another tenacle out the water, repeating the same course making me pant as I watch that tentacle grab the opposite hip. 

Another reaches up, sliding up my stomach and the tip of it tapping against my bra.

"you..w-want me..to..take it off?" I ask. A little slap of the tentacle, once against my breast has me breathing harder, my heart racing and I lift my hands behind me as I sit up and unclasp the back of it, I slide it off my tits freed as I set it down. I gasp as I watch another tentacle reach up and drag it into the water, flinging it into the tank as if to say "mine". As if he plans on keeping a souveneir of tonight, just like he had the other night. But this wasnt an accidental souveneir dropped into the tank, he'd taken it. 

"you cant keep my bras in your tank Leg- oh!"I cry as his tentacle near my breasts sends a flick over my nipple and then smacks against my breast and I feel the suction. He pulls on it hard and I push my palms in the grate and my ass lifts slightly as I cry out when another tentacle slaps down over my breast and the suckers pull at my flesh, my nipples each circled by the earn round sucker as several other suckers pulling at my flesh all the way down my stomach and I moan. 

"oh god" I whimper softly and bite back my moans, because jesus it felt so fucking good. 

"yes" I hiss as his tentacles around my legs just stroke and slip up and down, he doesnt pull at my skin with suction, because he knows theres no way I could explain away dozens of circular hickeys on my legs, when my uniform would expose them to everyone. 

But the two tentacles draped over my hips...they suck. They suck at my skin and grab it, my nipples are so hard they hurt, or maybe they hurt from the power of the way he's latched onto them. the ends of his tentacles wrap around my breasts, sucking them all over as the ones hes apparently designated to my nipples, remain locked on them.  The wet slipper flesh of his tentacles are everywhere, slipping around me, sucking parts of me that he can, and simply slipping and sliding over the parts that he knows he cant. I moan as one reaches as far up as my neck and slide over the curve of my neck and around it, then slides back around and down through my breasts and down my stomach, his suckers activating leaving a trail of marks down my torso to my belly and then releasing and I feel the smooth wet slide of his tentacle drag over my pussy and I cry out. 

He didnt even need to touch me there to get me, he'd proved that to the both of us the other night. But I was greedy, reckless and I wanted more. I didnt want to get off, not yet, not when my panties were wet with my arousal and his tank water. 

"Legend" I moan as I feel the well controlled movement of the end of his tentacle as he slides it into the side of my panties. 

"ung" I groan , its not attractive at all, my head goes back as I groan as I feel him against my bare pussy, the end of his tentacle just gliding up and down my pussy. I lift one hand and reach to my panties and hastily yank it aside to give him better access to me. 

My moans echo on the walls as the wet slipper flesh strokes my pussy, the tenacles on my breasts, squeezing them , sucking them as he drags his thinner tentacle over my pussy and lays it against my pussy, the sucker on the tip of his tentacle, latching to my clit. I nearly convulse as I gasp sharply,and let out a fucking moan that echoes on the walls loudly, and I cry out as my clit is enveloped, sucked, the ring of his sucker, pulsing around my clit and I panting, my ass on the edge of the grate as my head goes back and my eyes roll.

"fuck" I whine. "oh fuck" Because damn. 

"oh my fuck-ing...god" I moan as my orgasm demands to be had. I whimper, legs shaking and his tentacles gripping them, holding them open as I lean back a little more and one tentacle slips up behind my neck and pulls my head back up and I look back down into those large black eyes. He wants to watch me while I cum. Wants me to look at him. I dont need to ask, I dont need him to respond with a slap of his tentacle to let me know that's what he wants. 

"im gonna cum" I cry, but surely he knows that. but i have no other words for him right before my orgasm takes over. I fall apart, my body being held up and my legs held apart , the suction of his tentacles on my tits, the force of them is enough to hold me up, the tenacle wrapped around my neck , holding my up, the ones around my legs, keeping my shaking legs from snapping shut when my orgasm peaks and crashes. I'm screaming. Fucking screaming. He doesnt stop sucking my clit. And im helpless to stop him, falling back as I writhe, cursing and crying my body bucks and the pleasure is so past the point of feeling good that it fucking hurts. It's too fucking much and I swear I'll pass out if he doesnt stop. 

But I cant beg for him to stop, I cant even breathe. Mercifully he stops seconds later, my clit is given mercy, and my nipples, are fucking purple when his suckers relent. My nipples puffy all over and swollen, along with the marks of the suckers that enveloped the rest of my breasts. I whimper, laying there, head back. His tentacles slipping and sliding over me, none of them sucking, but stroking my body slowly and lightly. slipping over my curves , my legs , my legs that wont stop shaking. I can feel my clit throbbing , pulsing, can feel how wet my pussy is, how it's dripping and I moan, back arching as Legend lets one tentacle stroke over my pussy, from my clit to center. The tip of tentacle, pushing against me. 

"Legend" I whimper. Wanting it, but not sure if I can actually survive any more of this right now. 

But I dont get to protest, I dont get to say anything, before I feel his thicker tentacle, push inside of me.