She stumbles upon it, living in the shadows.

Her legs open to it, urged by her compassion. 

Tips glow with arousal. Appendages twist and rise to bind her arms and legs. Feelers circle her breasts before tightening around her nipples like nooses.

Its ends drip and glisten, as more tentacles round her thighs. One loosens her asshole with tickles before burrowing inside. She sharply inhales, its largest dividing her lips, sinking deep inside her pussy.

Tentacles shower her with syrupy spunk.

"Why isn't the curse broken?" she asks.

"My bad," it smirks, licking her sticky gloop off its largest appendage.