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;