Tentacle Trouble - TG
Tags: Tentacles, Gender bend, Gender swap, MTF
Yutaka leaned on the counter of his little fish shop right on the sand, watching the waves, wondering for the tenth time that day where the hell his nephew had run off to. The shop smelled like grilled squid, charcoal, plus salt off the water. He had run this place for fifteen years, cooking, selli…
Yutaka leaned on the counter of his little fish shop right on the sand, watching the waves, wondering for the tenth time that day where the hell his nephew had run off to. The shop smelled like grilled squid, charcoal, plus salt off the water. He had run this place for fifteen years, cooking, selling fresh fish to tourists, but he had never in his life seen anybody eat like Komehiko. The kid was twenty, came from the city for a ten-day vacation, all crimson hair, big blue eyes and that hungry look the whole family had. Yutaka's sister, Komehiko's mom, had warned him on the phone. "He eats like a black hole," she said. "Lock the fridge! I am not joking." Yutaka had laughed it off. He was not laughing now. The boy had cleaned out half his stock in five days flat, naming every fish he ate like he was reading a menu, never gaining a single pound. 'Culinary school brat! Eats my whole inventory, then critiques my soy glaze. Cheeky little gremlin!' Out of real food to challenge him, Yutaka had made a mistake. He had told the boy the old village story. The cave with the octopus so delicious it turned a fisherman into a woman, the reason the old timers learned to stay out of certain caves. He only said it to scare the kid off for a few days. Instead, Komehiko's eyes lit up like a festival lantern, then he grabbed a harpoon out of the garage, an old lantern and then he was gone. That was the part Yutaka would only hear about later. At the same time, Komehiko had been at it for two days with no luck before he saw it. Something big slid into the mouth of a cave near the rocks, dark, glistening, way too many arms. His heart jumped. "No way," he whispered to himself, gripping the harpoon. "No way it's real! The old man was messing with me!" But he went in anyway, because he could not stand not knowing, the lantern swinging weak yellow light across the wet stone. The air inside was cold, thick with a smell like raw shellfish, brine, plus something sweeter underneath. He crept forward, harpoon raised, squinting into the dark. "Here squid come to papa," he muttered. "C'mon, you delicious bastard, where are you?" He never got the chance to throw it. A tentacle whipped around his ankles, yanking his feet right out from under him. He hit the stone hard, the lantern rolling away, the harpoon clattering off into the dark. In the spinning light he saw it clearly now. An octopus, but huge, with three glowing purple eyes, more arms than he could count, all of them reaching for him. "Shit! Shit! SHIT!" He thrashed, grabbing at the slick limbs, but they wrapped his wrists, his arms, his thighs, pinning him flat. The harder he fought, the tighter they gripped him. 'This is one of those mangas. This is literally one of those stupid mangas! Why did I think this was a good idea?' The tentacles plucked at his clothes, peeling his shirt up and dragging his shorts down his legs. Then his briefs came off, his dick springing free into the cold air, already half hard from the squirming. A tentacle reached up, the suckered tip closing over the head of it, then something wet wrapped around the whole shaft. "No, no, don't you da~aahn!" His protest broke into a moan as it started sucking. It was nothing like he had ever felt. He had been with girls before, but this was ten times more intense, a wet rolling suction that pulled at him from base to tip, a smaller tentacle squeezing in slow pulses. His whole body locked up, his hips bucking against the grip. "Mmmnh~ ahh~ wait! Slow, slow down~" He came almost at once, a hard spasm tearing through him, then it did not stop. The thing kept milking him, the suction never letting up, dragging a second orgasm right out of the first. "Aahn~ I can't, I'm still~ haahn~!" His toes curled, his thighs shaking, cum getting sucked out of him again, again, until his head went fuzzy. His dick stayed hard past the point of hurting, kept pulled into that relentless wet mouth. Then something changed. His chest started to ache, a deep swelling burn behind both nipples. His crimson hair spilled longer, sliding down past his shoulders. His voice, when the next moan slipped out, came softer, higher. "Haa~ what, what's happening to~ aahn~" The memory hit him through the haze. The story about the fisherman who was turned into a woman. "No, no no, the story was real, get off, get OFF me~!" He wrenched against the tentacles, but his strength was draining fast. His chest swelled out heavy, two full breasts pushing up off his ribs, the nipples going stiff, tender, screaming with every breath. His waist drew in. His hips spread wide against the cold stone. Worst of all was his dick. With every pull of that wet suction, it felt smaller until there was almost nothing left to grip. "Mmmm~ it's, it's shrinking, oh god~" After what felt like ages of that endless squeezing orgasm, the tentacle finally peeled away with a wet pop. Komehiko looked down his own changed body, panting hard, his long red hair stuck to his sweaty face. Two big
