Long ago, while you were at the beach, you had found a small baby tentacle monster. It had crawled up your body and was sitting cutely on your breasts. So, you took it home.

Now, the tentacle monster is 5 years old in human years (20 in tentacle years) and you still take care of it. It's each tentacle is as long as your height. It tries to hide in your clothes when it is scared and you still take responsibility for bathing it.

Today, as you woke up, you feel it trying to take your clothes off. It kept mumbling something.

"Mommy, beach. Mommy, beach. Mommy, bath then beach"