Confessions of a Tentacle Monster

(Note: This story is told from the perspective of the Hydra, but for the first short section we’re seeing what happened to Buck before he left for the bunker.) 

Buck’s mission

Buck walked into the major’s office. The major was at the table, with some papers laid out. Upon seeing the man enter, the major spoke. “Greetings Buckwell. We got an assignment that you could fulfill. Should you deem it… befitting.” Buck responded “A new assignment? I was waiting for this.” The major asked “Before I give you this, have you done what I suggested? Making connections outside Militarium? Maybe give the many men and women of Andra a chance?”

Buck dismissed this “Not really. I tried a while back, didn’t go well. Turns out she was into me for a hookup. Great sex, but great disappointment upon finding out I wouldn’t be available all the time. Called it off before it began.” Major responded with “You’re really handsome and built, what girl wouldn’t want a piece of that?” Buck sighed “I’d rather not dwell on it, tell me about this assignment.” Buck was handed a folder. It contained information about an abandoned bunker from the Black Seige, about 200 years ago. Buck asked “What’s so important about this?” The major responded “There were reports of strange activity near this bunker. So we’re sending you to camp out there.” 

Buck was confused. “Why would I be selected? Any particular reason?” He said as he scratched his beard. The major responded with “Well don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re extremely… reclusive. You managed to score the highest on the isolation exam, so we figured if anyone could stake it out, it would be you.” Buck sarcastically said “You coulda left out the reclusive part. But still, what’s in it for me?” And the Major responded “Think of it as a vacation from everyone. There wouldn’t be many people, you’d be free to do what you wanted, and you wouldn’t have much fighting. Plus you’d be exempt from any deployments for the foreseeable future.” Buck thought for a moment. He wasn’t a people person, as he didn’t exactly have relationships outside Andra’s militarium, and even the ones in militarium were strained at best. Buck decided to sign off on it, he figured there would be no loss.

The next day Buck got together his clothes and belongings and headed out with the preparation team. Little did anyone know, Buck's life would change forever.

The brains behind the tentacles

The day I captured Buck. Honestly best day of my life. I got a source of what I needed to live, he got a source of unending pleasure. 

Though why am I starting with that? I need to start with what I am! I am a hydra. I’m a very unique type of hunter. Hydras like me hide in remote areas like caves and abandoned structures. My hiding place of choice is an old Black Seige era bunker that no one’s been in in years. Well apart from rodents, bugs, the froggo colony in the upper levels, tree roots, and the occasional bird. And before you ask, no I am not a hydra in the fact that I am a dragon with 5 heads, geez that would be really heavy and hard to use effectively. I’m more of a mass of tentacles with an all-watchful brain and eye. My body is slightly translucent, so most tentacles are slightly see-through. I can modify my tentacle's size and make them either thinner and thinner. My tentacles can release fluid and Inside these tentacles, I have smaller sub-tentacles that can also release fluids should I need to use those. As for how I know commonspeak? That’s a secret :)

Humans have always wanted my kind’s fluids, after all, it is what they call me a “Tentacular gold mine”. Though it’s not gold, that’s burning hot and useless. Mine are warm and come in different types There are different fluids I can secrete. Heck, I am mostly tentacle, mostly glands. 

Because you’re listening, I’ll tell you about my glands and my fluids! Oh, don’t roll your eyes like that! You’re going to know why finding me will make you a fortune! So the first one I produce is from my Deturpant Gland. It produces a lubricating fluid that is slippery enough to significantly reduce friction but it doesn’t dry out quite like other fluids or any other man-made lubricants, so you can bet your bottom credit that it’s going to last and feel great. Extremely useful for your machines. 

The second one is rarely used, but it is sure potent. It’s an aphrodisiac that also significantly increases the production of fluids like semen. While it can be ingested through the mouth, I found pumping it directly into an animal’s dick is more effective. However, my sub-tentacles are still a bit too big for most animals. The smallest they go is 8 millimeters in diameter in your measuring system.  However, the secret purpose I wouldn’t find until after I met Buck.

The third fluid is one that comes from my nature specifically. I am an Extractor Hydra. While I can feed on eating creatures such as rats, froggos, and weavers, I am designed to feed on human semen. Oh, sweet semen. However, humans cannot feed on their own semen forever. This is where my mother gland kicks in. I’m able to produce a formula that can keep humans in tip-top shape. My “mother serum” keeps human muscle in its prime state, preventing atrophy or degradation. The proteins, vitamins, and nutrients supply the body with exactly what it needs. It also aids in semen production, which I need. How do I make it? Also a secret. But hey, I’ll tell you this much. I’d be able to do it until the end of time. 

As for my first taste of human cum? That'll come later. Though I'll tell you about how I first met my beautiful meal ticket.

Becoming an observer of one of the most beautiful humans ever.

I mostly live in the lower floors of the bunker. I know, not exactly the first place people would live, but I need to stay in the lower areas. Sunlight gets through on the upper levels in the day and I’m sensitive, ok? If you were translucent, you’d understand.

I mostly fed on the creatures living here. Don’t worry, we hydras are smart. We know not to over-indulge. Life was just life. The bunker was my home and my home only. However, food habits would change once I heard rumbling from outside. Curious, I decided to take a look, and standing with the other men was my new housemate. 

Some would call it love at first sight. Where to begin with Buck? Sure the other men looked fine, but Buck was just the cream of the crop! I just loved everything about him. Andra had sent me the most perfect specimen of a man! He had a beautiful face with the perfect brown beard and hair to match. His eyes were the most beautiful crystalline blue, I wondered what secrets they held. The next thing I noticed about him was his muscles. Oooh, the muscles! Even under that uniform, I could see no shortage of muscle development around the arms, chest, legs, and abdomen! All in the most perfect golden skin! Truly a god of beauty in his highest form. Just looking at him made me juicy... so juicy in fact a slight bit of my lubricant came out. But before I could cover up my tracks, the preparation team, as they called themselves, showed Buck around. He was shown the first floor. Of course, one with a giant hole in the top. I was hiding but from what I could hear Buck seemed to like it. I caught it out of a corner of a reflection that Buck seemed to notice by little puddle of lubricant, but I think he brushed it off.

They set up what they called a "Trailer" outside the bunker. It was big and had everything the man needed. Bed, rations, water, and some communications access. The prep team left Buck in his trailer as he grew accommodated. It would be somewhere that Buck would spend a lot of time for the first part of his stay. This trailer had given me a gift: specifically a window. I could always sneak around and peer inside from it. I don't think he saw me because he didn't look in the window's direction at night and never changed his habits. Though as for what did I see as the watcher? Well, he wouldn't wear his suit inside the trailer, which does, even more, to show off his muscles. I just loved watching him, but at that time I was very careful since I don't think he was ready for me yet. I needed more time to get ready for him too, after all.

The first weeks

Buck’s routine generally consisted of waking up, getting ready, working out, and then doing some patrols on the upper levels of the bunker. Buck would take care of the creatures in there and drag their corpses outside. This in itself was most likely a big workout for him, but he somehow managed to do it. Once he was done with that he’d investigate around this bunker to gather all the historical information. It contained information about what happened during the Black Seige and for a while after.  

Another thing is Buck spent a lot of time using water from a nearby river to clean the upper floors. He’s extremely skilled at doing so. He would scrub the floors, dust the shelves, clean the glass, and believe me it looked cleaner than it had ever been in 200 years! However, he also set up some kind of bug-repellant thing on the cleaned floors. This would keep all of the bugs out of the floors he cleaned. I guess the bugs didn’t like the properties of the stuff but I didn’t feel anything when I’d pass through. 

Once Buck would finish cleaning he’d go to his trailer. I’d watch him remove his outer suit and go in a restroom to wash I think. There wasn’t a window there so I couldn’t see anything in there. After that, he’d dry himself off and then strip down to his underwear and go to bed. I’ve always dreamed of getting my tentacles on him!

This routine is how every day for the first two weeks went. And now that we know who my target is, you’ll see how I got him.