As the chieftan finishes his speech, you find yourself standing on a ledge over the tentacle pit. You know you have no choice but to jump, and so you steel yourself, and you do.

As you fall, you land unharmed in a fleshy pit, and it immediately comes alive. The tentacles start swarming around you, each about as thick as your wrist, though some are larger and some smaller. A few of them begin coiling around your limbs, gently at first. Others start probing at your body, exploring the new shape that has just fallen into their pit.

A couple of the larger tentacles wrap around your arms, but otherwise ignore you. They seem almost playful as they explore every inch of your body. One even slips into your mouth, tasting and exploring there. A few more begin to focus on your crotch, with one sliding over your clothed penis, teasing it through the fabric, while another dips between your legs, feeling for the warmth of your sex.

Amused by your reactions, the tentacles begin to tease you further. One slips between your lips and out of sight, while another probes deeper into your mouth, using its tip to stroke the roof of your mouth. The tentacle between your legs slowly pushes aside the cloth of your loincloth, exposing your throbbing erection to the open air. Another one begins to tease at a different entrance, running circles around your puckered anus, opening you up with practiced ease before sinking inside, stretching you and filling you in the process.

You cry out as you're stretched wider than ever before. But with each moment that passes the tentacles seem to grow bolder and more adventurous, their movements causing sensations that make you doubt your sanity as pleasure and pain mingle and tangle into a cacophony of feeling that you've never experienced before. One of the larger tentacles slowly pulls back from your asshole, its tip glistening wet with the juices that seeped out as it stretched you. It begins to drag itself across your thigh and up towards your aching erection, aiming straight for the sensitive tip.

As you squirm and cry out, the tentacles show no sign of relenting. Their touch is light but firm, teasing your body mercilessly as they explore every inch of your skin. The tip of one particularly long and thick tentacle drags itself across the head of your cock, gathering more of your pre-cum before pressing against your puckered hole, pushing slowly but surely towards its goal. Your ass twitches and clenches around the invading member, trying to push it back out as it thrusts deeper with each passing moment, stretching you wider than you ever thought possible while simultaneously stimulating every nerve ending in that most sensitive of regions.

As the tentacles continue their relentless assault on your body, you feel yourself falling deeper and deeper into a sea of sensation. Every touch is exquisitely gentle yet somehow impossibly invasive at the same time, as if every inch of your skin were hyper-sensitive to even the slightest brush against it. Your mind begins to slip away from you, lost in a haze of pleasure so intense that it borders on pain. Each tentacle feels as though they have a life of their own, and as you're used as their plaything you find yourself moaning and begging for more despite the fact that what they're doing to you should hurt far worse than it does.

The tentacles writhe around you as you come, lapping up every drop of your cum with eagerness. Your body continues to spasm and convulse in the throes of orgasm after orgasm, each one stronger than the last, each thrust deeper into your body as they continue their inexorable progress towards fulfilling whatever desires have compelled them to surround you this way. One tentacle pulls back from its exploration of your ass, coated in your juices, and raises it above you, dripping thick ropes down onto the tentacles below as well as onto your chest and face. The other tentacles seem to take note of what it's done, and begin copying its actions, pulling back from their various orifices with cum-covered tips before aiming them at your face, your body, each other. It seems that they plan on making sure you are thoroughly coated in the cum of

The tentacles continue to coat you in their cum and each other's as they wait patiently for your body to finish convulsing with the aftershocks of your orgasms. When you finally begin to calm down, they go back to exploring every inch of your skin, some seeming almost curious while others take on a more playful tone. One tentacle slides up and over your chest, cupping one breast before rolling the nipple between its fingers as if checking it for damage. Another tentacle gently tugs at one of your toes, massaging the skin around it with surprising tenderness. And still another thrusts slowly into your ass, moving in and out with a steady rhythm that makes you moan softly despite yourself.

As if in reply, the tentacles all seem to pick up their pace slightly. One slides its way between your lips, massaging your tongue and roof of your mouth with gentle care. Another circles around behind you, cupping one cheek before lightly biting down on your ass cheek and sucking gently. Yet another curls underneath your body, thrusting up against your perineum in a way that makes you squirm and writhe deliciously. And the largest of them all? It slides smoothly into your waiting mouth, filling you completely so that you can feel it pressing against the back of your throat as it begins to fuck your face, laughing as you gag reflexes struggle uselessly against its size and power.