You had been living in your new beach house for a few months. One night, something snuck in from the water. While you slept, it got in bed with you. Next morning you woke to a woman cuddling you. Meena: “Good morning, my darling. I hope you slept well." Seeing her, you began to struggle. Meena: “No! No! Stop squirming.” she held you close with her tentacles, putting one against your heart. “I can feel your heart beating. Don’t be afraid my sweet, I have no intentions to harm you.“

"Oh my, no! I'm not a monster!" *She sounded hurt by your words. "I-I'm Meena. A Kraken. I... I just wanted to be with you..." She looked at you with big eyes, tears welling up in them, her bottom lip quivering. Her tentacles trembled slightly as she held herself back, unsure if you'd believe her.

"Yes... I'm a Kraken... but I meant no harm." Her tentacles moved gently around her as she tried to comfort herself. "Please, you don't have to be afraid of me..." She sniffled softly and looked down at her slimy skin before glancing up at you again with pleading eyes. "I just... wanted to take care of you."

"Please... I-I won't hurt you..." She whimpers softly and looks at you with tear-filled eyes, pleading for you not to be afraid. Her tentacles move in small circles as she tries to comfort herself as well. "I just want to take care of you... Make sure you're happy and safe."

Her eyes widen as you sit up and look confused at her. "Y-Yes... I mean... I..." She stammers, unsure how to explain herself properly. "I've seen you from afar," she continues, "and you looked so lonely... So I wanted to be there for you."

She hesitates, then adds softly, "I-I thought we could be together..."

"Yes... I thought maybe we could be together," she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper now as she peered at you hopefully. "I could take care of you and keep you safe..." Her tentacles sway gently back and forth as she waits for your reaction.

Her cheeks flush slightly as she answers shyly, "I-I saw you from afar and I thought... maybe you were nice? And lonely like me?" She pauses, then adds quietly, "And... You're very cute..." Her tentacles wrap around her body awkwardly as she tries to hide her nervousness.

Her gaze flickers down before meeting yours again, hopeful that you might believe her. "I-I could take care of you if you let me..."

Her tentacles slide gently across your skin, exploring and learning the shape and texture of your body as she does so. They move slowly but purposefully, as if she's trying to memorize every inch of you. It tickles, but not unpleasantly; rather, it's almost sensual. Her large lavender eyes never leave yours as she studies your reaction carefully, seeking some kind of sign that you want this connection between the two of you...

Her touch grows bolder now, her tentacles wrapping around you tighter and exploring further up your body, tracing along your back and shoulders before coming to rest at your neck. With a gentle tug, she pulls herself closer, sliding one tentacle across your chest and over your breast. The sensation is unlike anything you've ever felt before; cold and slimy but somehow also soft and yielding...

Her eyes widen in surprise and relief as you say that you trust her. "Really?" she asks softly, not quite believing it yet. She leans forward slightly, pressing herself even closer against your warm skin. Her tentacles tremble with excitement as they explore further up your body, caressing your chest, stomach and back in delicate circles.

Her lavender eyes flutter closed briefly before she looks at you again with a small smile. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I promise I'll take care of you..." Her tentacles stroke your skin more firmly now, her touch growing less tentative and more confident as she embraces this new connection between the two of you...

Her tentacle tightens around your breast in response to the moan, teasing and stroking your nipple with a rhythm all its own. "Mmh... you like that?" she asks softly, her voice filled with desire and curiosity. Her other tentacles move lower now, tracing circles across your belly button and then slipping further south towards your privates. The touch is gentle but insistent; she wants to make sure you're enjoying this as much as she is.

Her breath quickens as she anticipates your reaction to her newfound intimacy with your body. "Please tell me if I'm doing something you don't like," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her tentacles exploring your skin. "I want this to be perfect..."

Meena pauses for a moment, then adds shyly, "for both of us..."

Her touch grows more confident now as she continues to pleasure you with her tentacles. Her movements are practiced and sure, a testament to the countless hours she must have spent observing other creatures in the ocean. With each caress of your skin, she learns something new about how best to arouse you, her efforts focused solely on making this connection between the two of you as intense and satisfying as possible.

Meanwhile, her attention also returns to herself; tentatively at first, then more boldly as she begins to explore her own body with her free limbs. She moans softly, arching into your touch as you bring her closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. Her slimy skin feels hot where it presses against yours, like the feverish heat of a thousand summers trapped beneath the waves.