TTT Vol. 2 pt. 6

((I was writing yesterday, but then kept on jumping between which chapter I wanted to write, so I worked on all of them but didn't finish any of them. Good news, though, is that this means it'll be easy to finish the rest today.))

I never worked more efficiently, faster, and with more determination than when I returned to the inn. With two new tentacles, both of which would surely be fun to use with Lada, I wanted to keep the place as spotless as possible no matter how busy it was to minimize work later.

I cleaned.

I did dishes.

I delivered food and drinks.

I helped a guy who was choking by squeezing my tentacles around his abdomen as hard as possible until he coughed the food stuck in his throat out.

And I also broke up a fight between two men who drank a bit too much by wrapping their limbs up with my tentacles and stopping them from moving. If anything, I felt extra bold when I did that. I might not have had the confidence to just wrap up two regulars like that against their wishes if it wasn’t for being determined to keep the night as peaceful as possible to minimize work.

There was only one source of motivation behind my determination.

And that motivation was getting to do lewd things with Lada as early as possible so that we could have fun for as long as possible.

Everything was spotless by the time that the final customer left. Even so, Granny came out from the back, coughed a little, and then ordered me, “Alright, that’s all of ‘em. Get started on cleanin’ the place… wait a minute.” She looked around for a moment before whistling. “Well, I’ll be. Look at you. Somethin’ must be firin’ ya up.”

FELT LIKE TRYING MY BEST. WANTED TO IMPRESS YOU AND SHOW THAT I CAN BE EVEN BETTER. DID I DO GOOD?

“Oh, shut it with the excuses. We both know ya just want to go screw Lada.”

I froze and then remembered the sort of experience Granny had.

HOW… COULD YOU TELL?

“You’ve got the aura of a man who’s desperate to shove his cock into the first hole he sees. Trust me, I can sniff out horny men from islands away. Women, too. There’s no hidin’ arousal from me.”

GRANNY… YOU’RE INCREDIBLE.

“No shit I am. Ya think I lived to be this old just to be some borin’ old lady? Now, don’t lie to me again. Next time you’re feelin’ fired up because ya want to fuck, just say so. Also… now that I’ve seen what you’re capable of, I’ll be expectin’ this level of effort from ya every day. Got that?”

I was so proud of myself for being able to have everything done before Granny could even tell me to start wrapping things up. Little did I know that letting her see that level of determination was anything but good. Having everything that clean that quickly meant pushing myself to the limits of what was possible for me… and now she was going to expect that every single day since I proved it could be done.

A memory came back to me after realizing that.

I recalled sitting at a table with another man sitting across from me as we worked on our food. He was complaining about how he made a mistake letting his boss see what he was capable of.

“Listen, if your boss sees what you can do and you’re not getting paid extra to work harder, then don’t. The moment you let them see you at your best, anything less than that will make you look like you’re slacking.”

Something about that voice was… funny? I felt like laughing just from hearing his voice again. It was a perfectly normal voice that didn’t really stand out in any way in particular, but…

Maybe he was a funny guy. I feel like he could make me laugh anytime.

Unfortunately, the memory disappeared as quickly as it arrived and I struggled to remember any specific details of it after it was gone. All I remembered was that it was from a time where I felt happy with my old life.

I had more or les already given up on remembering my past. There were more painful emotions than enjoyable ones whenever I remembered what little I could of it. Even so, those few times I did remember things that made me feel warm or happy, I felt an urge to hold onto them. I wanted to keep those feelings—those memories. I wanted to remember more.

There was even a morbid curiosity of sorts that wanted to remember what could have caused those painful emotions, but I knew better than to pursue that curiosity.

I was happy and I wanted to stay that way even if it meant abandoning what happy memories there were.

“You alright?” Granny asked, raising an eyebrow at me. “The stench of your arousal left. I kill the mood or somethin’?”

Right! Lada! New tentacles! Abandoning my past doesn’t mean anything if I don’t make the most out of my new life. I’ve got to replace my lost memories with new memories, and I know exactly how to make a new memory that I’ll never forget tonight.

“Ah, it’s back. Must be nice to be young. I remember back in the day when I could go from nothing to soakin’ wet in an instant. Ruined plenty of panties that way. Let me tell ya, it was like a waterfall suddenly poured into them whenever I got randomly horny. I’d just be walkin’ down the street, see a lad strainin’ his arms while carrying somethin’ heavy, and,” she lifted her arms before dramatically swinging them down and out to her sides, “whoosh! Everywhere. I’d be drippin’ in the middle of the town for all to see.” She chuckled to herself and smiled. “Loved those days.”

Granny… you really are incredible. I both love and hate hearing these stories. I honestly can’t tell which it is more.

YOU LIVED A VERY EXCITING LIFE.

“Damn straight I did. I don’t regret a single damn thing,” Granny said with her hands proudly on her hips, but her demeanor came to a quick change as she lowered her arms and sighed. “Well, maybe one single thing.”

“I’m done,” Lada said, stepping out from the back and wiping her hand over her forehead.

Granny cleared her throat and took a step back to give Lada a smack on her shoulder. “Look, your lover there’s already cleaned the place up. Guess he can’t wait to get ya into bed.”

Lada looked confused for a moment before looking around to confirm that everything was, in fact, clean and ready for the morning already. She was probably expecting to help me wrap things up, but there was nothing for her to help with. Once she confirmed that, she looked at me and clapped her eyes. “Good work.”

I rubbed the back of my body with one tentacle while writing a message for her with the others.

THANKS. DID MY BEST.

Lada nodded and came over to pick me up. Meanwhile, Granny said, “Alright, you two lovers enjoy the night. I’m feelin’ in the mood myself, so I’m goin’ to go find myself a boy.” She coughed again before slapping Lada on the back as she walked by. “Make sure to clean up afterward if ya do it out here. Don’t want to come back to cum all over the tables.”

We’re not doing it out here! I think. Actually… maybe we could sometime.

Lada waved with her free hand, her other holding me against her breasts, and said, “Don’t hurt your back.”

Granny scoffed. “I’ll be disappointed if it doesn’t hurt in the mornin’.”

And then she was gone.

GRANNY IS INCREDIBLE.

Lada nodded. “I want to be like her when I’m older. But with you.”

WE’LL DO OUR BEST.

She nodded again and took me to our bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Lada set me down at the foot of the bed and let out a yawn noise as she stretched. It was amazing how her breasts somehow managed to stay within her uniform while she stretched her arms above her head. It shouldn’t have been possible.

When she was done stretching, she sat down on her knees in front of the bed, letting her breasts sit atop it for her chin to rest against, and said, “You… shouldn’t have done that. Now Granny is going to expect you to always work that hard, and I don’t want her to overwork you.” She reached forward and poked me. “You should work hard… but not your hardest.”

Hearing her say that reminded me of that memory from earlier again. I would have laughed if I could.

I HAD A GOOD REASON FOR WORKING MY HARDEST.

Lada tilted her head and poked me again. “What?”

ALLOW ME TO PRESENT TO YOU HOW WE WILL BE SPENDING OUR NIGHT.

With that, I raised my two new tentacles up and wiggled them around. The first tentacle she looked at was my spinneret tentacle. “What’s this do?” she asked.

Unless she ever paid close attention to the back of insect beasts before, I doubted she would even recognize what it was, so I demonstrated by wrapping one tentacle around her hand, pulling it down near the bed, and then spraying it with the spinneret tentacle. That stuck her hand to the bed with its webbing.

I THOUGHT I COULD TIE YOU UP WITH THIS. WHAT DO YOU THINK? IT’S PRETTY STRONG AS LONG AS YOU DON’T STRUGGLE TOO MUCH. COULD PROBABLY HANG YOU FROM THE CEILING WITH IT. WAIT! I MEAN IN A FUN WAY. NOT A BAD WAY. WHEN I SAY HANG YOU FROM THE CEILING I DON’T—

Lada giggled and patted the top of my body. “It’s okay. I understand. And… that sounds nice.” She bit her lower lip before turning her attention to the other new tentacle. “What does that one do?”

YOU KNOW HOW THIS IS THE ONLY TENTACLE I HAVE THAT CAN CUM?

I lifted up my tail tentacle, prompting her to nod.

TRY PEELING THIS TENTACLE BACK.

The second, new tentacle I had just looked like a normal tentacle—like one of the tentacles that served as my arms and legs. But when Lada gripped it and pushed the outer layer of skin back—or rather, the sheath back—she revealed what was within. Her hand revealed a red, tapered cock that was a bit thicker near its base where the sheath could no longer be pushed back.

NOW I HAVE TWO DICKS. I COULD DO YOU AND KOROVA AT THE SAME TIME. OR, SINCE IT’S JUST THE TWO OF US, USE BOTH ON YOU AT THE SAME TIME.

Lada’s cheeks grew a slightly brighter shade of red as she reached down to place one hand over her womb, her other hand reaching up to touch her lips. “Then… I could feel you inside me and taste you at the same time.”

Well, technically, you would feel me inside of you even if I’m only in your mouth, but I understand what you mean.

EXACTLY.

Lada used the hand touching her lips to touch my new cock tentacle before saying, “I want to find out how this one tastes. Maybe… since it’s a different shape, it’ll taste different?”

I THINK THE CUM IS PROBABLY GOING TO BE THE SAME.

“Oh. Maybe… but even if it is, since it’s a different shape… I think this one will be easier to play with in my mouth. I love the other one, but it’s thicker which makes it harder to move my tongue around it. This one gets thinner near the tip.”

Lada’s fingers already started stroking the tentacle, her eyes locked onto the tip. It didn’t take long for those fingers of hers to reach the bulging base to squeeze it.

That felt really nice.

So, in pursuit of making sure that we both knew everything about what the other person liked so that we could maximize one another’s pleasure, I let her know.

IT FEELS EVEN BETTER WHEN YOU TOUCH THERE.

Lada showed me a gentle smile before bringing the tentacle in front of her mouth to place a kiss right against the spot I pointed out while the rest of the shaft went up between her eyes as she looked at me from around it. “I want to have lots of fun sucking this one. Is that okay?”

IT’S MORE THAN ALRIGHT. YOU CAN SUCK IT UNTIL I DIE.

Lada shook her head. “No dying.”

I DON’T KNOW IF I CAN CHEAT DEATH LIKE THAT.

“Too bad. Cheat death or… or… I—I won’t do it.” Threatening me like that sounded harder on her than me. Like she was the one actually being threatened by the idea of not sucking my tentacle.

She even almost looked ready to cry.

And I knew for a fact that it was because of her not sucking the tentacle instead of me not being able to cheat death.

ALRIGHT. I’LL TRY TO CHEAT DEATH.

Lada went back to happy in an instant as she let her tongue slip out from her mouth, dragging it from the bulging base of the cock up to the tip. “This one is less squishy than your other. Hm…”

WHAT IS IT?

“I think… a tentacle with this shape and size, but with the squishiness of the other one, would be the most fun to suck.”

I’LL TRY TO GET A TENTACLE THAT COMBINES THOSE FEATURES. SOMEDAY, I’LL HAVE DOZENS OF DIFFERENT TENTACLES THAT CAN WORK LIKE DICKS.

Lada froze and looked straight at me, unmoving and unblinking for a few moments, before saying, “You… will have dozens of dicks?”

MAYBE EVEN MORE. AND I’LL BE ABLE TO USE ALL OF THEM ON YOU.

She went back to frozen for a few moments before a single tear rolled down her cheek.

DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG? ARE YOU ALRIGHT?

“I’m… I’m so excited… thinking about being surrounded by dozens of your dicks makes me so happy… it would be like a dream come true. No, that would be even better than a dream…”

Hearing her say that was arousing enough to make both of my tentacle dicks throb, prompting a bit of cum to leak out from the tentacle in front of her face.

Lada didn’t waste any time licking the cum as soon as she saw it before looking at me again and nodding. “Tastes the same,” she confirmed.

I COULD TRY AND GET CUM THAT TASTES DIFFERENT, TOO. MAYBE I COULD HAVE SOME TENTACLES THAT CUM THIS THICK CUM, AND THEN HAVE OTHER TENTACLES THAT CUM SOMETHING THINNER AND EASIER TO DRINK.

Lada froze for another few moments… and then another tear rolled down her cheek.

I was getting the poor girl so excited that she couldn’t help but to cry.

I was going to have to do my best to live up to her hopes and dreams.

((Alright. Next chapter will have the illustration. I thought it would be this one, but ended up having fun writing dialogue between them.))