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;