Wh..whas..What’s going on. Why is it dark? Hello!? Is anyone there?
Hello? Finally! God its good to hear another voice. I’ve been yelling myself hoarse for the past hour. My name is Ron. Can you see anything?
No..its all dark and- Wait, Ron? As in, my roommate Ron?
…Nathan!? Is that you?!
Dude?! What are you doing here? What are we doing here?
How should I know? Where are we? I can barely see anything. I'm all tied up in something.
Me too. It feels like...warm rope? Or vines? And...I think I'm naked. It's hard to tell. Most of my body is numb.
Same here. I can only wiggle a little. Is the rope… slimy? Whoa! Holy crap! It's moving. The slimy rope is moving!
Mine too! It’s pulling me towards something. Hey, I think I can see you! Uhh, I don’t think that’s rope you’re tied up in. I think they’re… tentacles. Oh what the fuck!?
Gross. Hey man, back off a little. You’re getting too close.
I can’t help it dammit! These things are pushing us together!
[BOND.]
What?!? What was that?
[STATISTICS CONFIRM MATED PAIRS REMAIN HEALTHIER LONGER. BOND.]
Mated pairs? What!? Who are you?! There is no way I'm 'mating' with another guy.
Yeah, you weird ass, hentai rejects! We’re all about the ladies!
[FEMALE PARTNERS REQUIRED FOR BONDING?]
Yes!
Exactly!
[UNDERSTOOD. INITIATING CORRECTIVE PROCEDURES]
Uhh what? I don't feel..soo…..goooo...
Consciousness returned to Nathan some time later, his blurry vision clearing to reveal the tableau ahead. A beautiful young woman hung from coils of squirming, slimy vine-tentacle-things right in front him. Her huge breasts were on full display, and she wasn’t hanging idly. The tentacles writhed and she writhed right along with them. Whatever they were doing to her, she certainly seemed to be enjoying it. Maybe this was his chance to get free while they were distract-
What the!?! The things holding Nathan shifted, constricting around his body in strange ways. He looked down and panicked. He had tits! He had huge tits hanging from his chest wrapped in tentacles, just like the woman in front of him! All former numbness faded and Nathan felt them as they started to squirm, slithering their way into the new orifice between his legs. At the same time they began to rhythmically squeeze the ridiculous breasts hanging from his own chest, while smaller tendrils pinched and pulled at what had to be gigantic nipples. It was like nothing he’d ever felt and Nathan was powerless to contain his reaction. He cried out, waking the woman in front of him. Her barely lucid eyes opened, hazy with lust as their captors pushed the two of them closer. Nathan's attention was drawn to her parted, puffy lips, to her dumb, incoherent smile and line of drool connecting her mouth to the tentacles supporting her. He felt his own mouth open subconsciously as she came ever closer, felt liquid leaking from his lips as even more leaked from below, the tentacles still relentlessly assaulting Nathan's transformed body. He didn’t care. She was right there. Just one little kiss wouldn't hurt, would it? But no, he had to get out, didn’t he? He had to fight back, but it was so hard to think. The tentacles pulled back, pressing their bare breasts together, driving Nathan beyond all reason. Why was he doing this? She was so close, close enough to kismmmmmphMMMm.
[BOND SUCCESSFUL, ACQUIRE NEXT TARGET]