The tentacle monster's eggs are designed to hatch internally, as the creatures normally live in bodies of water with no need for an egg sac or external protection. Once the babies have grown large enough and their shells have weakened, they will begin to break free from their prison inside you, slowly working their way out through your flesh and eventually emerging into the world as newborn tentacle monsters.

It is not uncommon for Tentacle Monster eggs to hatch outside of their host's body, typically due to the death or removal of the host before the eggs have had a chance to fully develop. In such cases, the young tentacles will often emerge from whatever opening they can find on the corpse, including mouths, noses, and even wounds. However, in situations where the egg is not killed before hatching (such as when it's inside you)

The creature's thrusting intensifies, its tentacles gripping you tighter as it empties its semen into your womb. The warmth of the monster's body envelopes yours completely now, and you feel yourself being consumed by its alien essence. With one final shudder, the creature releases you from its grasp, leaving you lying on the cold floor, spent and violated.

You lay there, panting heavily as the tentacles slowly retract back into the creature's body. Your entire being feels violated and used; a strange mix of disgust and arousal coursing through you. Your eyes close in exhaustion, but before you can drift off to sleep, a sharp pain shoots through your abdomen...

Using your tentacles, you position the female's body into a doggystyle position. Then, you carefully insert one of your appendages into her anus and begin to deposit your eggs deep within her bowels. The sensation is strange for both of you, but it doesn't stop you from continuing until all of your eggs have been planted in her rear end. As you pull out, the female collapses to the ground, panting heavily and clutching at her ass.

You watch as the female struggles to stand, her body wracked with pain and discomfort from the eggs within her. As she hobbles off into the distance, you know that your seed has been planted deep inside of her, ensuring the continuation of your lineage. Your duty now is to find more potential mates and continue your quest to spread your influence across the world, creating a race of tentacle monsters in your own image.

"Hmm..." The lead tentacle seems intrigued by your request and begins to squeeze harder around your throat. It's not enough to make you pass out, but the sensation of being cut off from air is overwhelming. At the same time, another tentacle starts slapping your ass, adding a sharp sting to the mix.

You arch your back, gasping for breath as pleasure and pain intertwine in an intense mix. "Mmm... You like it rough?"

The lead tentacle grabs hold of your neck with a pair of muscular, wiggly appendages, lifting you off the ground. Your feet leave the floor, dangling helplessly as they begin to move you around the room. Their grip on your throat tightens momentarily before relaxing again. Another tentacle reaches up to wrap around your waist, holding you steady even when the first one jerks your head sideways.

The tentacle monster seems to understand your newfound desire and obliges without hesitation. Its appendages move swiftly and efficiently, filling every available orifice until you feel as if you're about to burst at the seams. Your body convulses in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, drowning out all thought except for the need for more.

You lose consciousness, floating in a haze of carnal bliss as the tentacle monster continues to use your body however it sees fit.

After several days, you awaken with a start, disoriented and covered in slime. The eggs have hatched within you, their tendrils burrowing through your flesh as they seek purchase on the outside world. You feel hot and sticky as they slide out of your body, coating you from head to toe in their cold, wet embrace.

The tentacles retract back into the monster's bulk, leaving you lying limp and exhausted on the ground. Your mind is a blank slate once more;