Cthulian Twins

I'm such a weirdo. I had a real thing for tentacle porn as a teen, which was lucky for me because when the behemoth surfaced from his ancient slumber and revealed himself to the world, the mere sight of him drove many of his witnesses to madness. Somehow, I never succumbed to such a reaction. However, my odd tastes drove me to offering myself up to him after an obsessive research into eldritch lore. I did this immediately after finding out that one of his many abilities included being able to change his size from terrifyingly titanic, to near-human sized.

In the dark, murky cave on a deserted isle with a raging storm overhead, I gave myself up to the monstrous priest with his many tentacles sliming my eager entrance up in preparation for the insertion of his otherworldly breeding appendage. As he ravaged me, pinning me down and sliding his writhing, nigh indescribable (ever-changing in form) organ, I felt wave after wave of inhuman orgasm wash over my body, shuddering in immaculate pleasure. Eventually, the creature reared up in his climax, his almost bat-like wings spread as he let loose an echoing roar with a 'chittering' quality. I felt his extension pulsate and expand; pumping a warm, sticky fluid into my deepest place. I could feel in seconds, a change beginning to take root inside my belly. I knew that he had claimed my womb. Despite remaining locked into me, after moments had past, the Cthulian embraced me once again, clasping his tentacled maw over my ample breasts that were gently jiggling and splayed out to my sides. I felt an almost loving, suction, as he alternated between my breasts, massaging my erect nipples which had hardened from my heightened arousal. He began to slowly thrust into me again, apparently preparing for another load despite his previous batch slicking and overflowing out of me from it's generous volume. My wildest tentacled dreams come to fruition.

I was privileged to be his chosen vessel to grow and birth his hybrid offspring.