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around that mass. seeing with her own two eyes how his hole begged. pleaded, for a shred of mercy. a third tentacle was starting to prod. ) you're sorry? that's good. however sorry does not undo your mistakes. nothing will. accept your punishment. and never do it again.

( arms folded beneath chest, she'd watch as the proxy was slowly but surely ruined. turned completely into a toy for her extra limbs to play with. feeling how his hole tired and failed to clench and push them out. feeling how his insides fought to not be deformed

a thicker girth, before the two 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 inside, pounding against his walls, grotesquely bulging his tummy. )

rim, shoving and pushing and forcing its way inside. stretching him open, practically making him feel as though he was being ripped in half. but the appendage was soft, slimey, and had no intention of being gentle. as though it had a mind of its own, curling around the other for

( she would not allow it, shifting away enough so that he couldn't grasp anything but another tentacle— this was a punishment.. him being comfortable was not something she planned to allow ) next time, you'll know better. ( no time wasted, second tentacles would prod at his

stretching from the (lacking in size) toy would help, barely, but only for the tip. the rest slowly but surely slithering inside, suction cups tugging against inner walls before finally pressing as deep as he could possibly manage, for now. )

spread your legs. ( rather than converse, or reason. she would act. giving out her 'punishment', ie lack of proper preparation, now rather than later. not even waiting for him to do as ordered, reminding tentacle would push between thighs and 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘷𝘦 inside. previous

me, certainly not.

well... you certainly did. who's permission did you ask to do such a thing? ( despite her tone, her smile didn't leave. tentacles wrapping around his middle to tug him closer, slimey texture having no issue in wrapping around tightly due to suction cups sucking his skin. ) not

https://t.co/VcvtBS56xu that sounds delightful. although she doubts he'll ask her to stop even if his brain was working well enough.

ah, that'd no fun. if he isn't tight. then what's the appeal of his screams as he struggles to take one of her appendages? he'd better stop. now.

https://t.co/VcvtBS56xu let's see if he can handle all fours tentacles 😼

https://t.co/VcvtBS56xu literally so uncool

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but... but they're bots.

? are those not bots? 🙂

no. would he like to be added to those markings?

not at all. rather I think you'll live your life satisfied that you got the best of both worlds.

ah. is he calling her fat???