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Humming to himself under his breath, Xie Lian wrings out his mop with the bucket and starts cleaning the floor, stealing glances at the fish darting about amongst the rainbow reef in the massive tank before him. Shimmering blue water dances off his face in the heavy darkness.
Despite the nature of his job, Xie Lian enjoys it. It’s quiet and peaceful; away from the loud, bustling crowds and unruly children that flood the aquarium during the day. The pay isn't great, but it’s not terrible either. Most of all, it’s stable.
As Xie Lian is pushing his cleaning cart down one of the aquarium’s many hallways, he’s caught off-guard by the sound of a loud, heavy thud. Xie Lian flinches and looks around, concern written across his face.
Did someone get in? Who on earth would break into an aquarium of all places?
An even worse thought crosses his panic-stricken mind.
Not broke in…what if something got out?! That would be a disaster; I have to go look!
Xie Lian tosses his cleaning supplies in the corner and runs in the direction from which the noise came, his shoes squeaking against the floor. In a room at the end of the hall is a deep sea exhibit. In the darkness, anglerfish, mutant crabs, eyeless fish, and various other creatures look at Xie Lian. The feeling almost makes him shudder.
He laughs to himself and shakes his head. I’m just getting worked up over nothing…
Removing his flashlight from its place on his belt, Xie Lian examines the room for any signs of something amiss.
Nothing but a few drops of water scattered across the floor. Xie Lian even squats down and shines the light around the bottom edges of the enclosure, checking to see if anything somehow got out.
“Maybe I’m just paranoid…? I could've sworn that sound came from in here,” Xie Lian sighs. He glances around the room one last time before leaving, grabbing his cleaning cart and heading to another part of the aquarium.
Some time later, when Xie Lian is in the middle of cleaning up a sticky puddle of spilled soft drink, he feels something tug on the leg of his pants.
He whips around and lifts his foot off the floor. “Huh…?”
Who touched me?
A shudder runs through his body when he thinks about his boss — the one downside of his otherwise good job.
On one of the many days Xie Lian’s boss had stayed past closing time, he came up behind his employee and caressed his waist—only to brush it off as a joke about Xie Lian having put on some weight.
The memory churns his stomach, making him even happier to be alone. He brushes off the paranoia brewing in his mind and gets back to cleaning.
Unfortunately, the sensation soon comes again, this time even wrapping around his shin just above his shoe.
Xie Lian lets out a squeak of surprise and looks down. He thinks that, for a flash of a moment, he can see something long and thin slithering across the ground, withdrawing into the darkness.
A layer of sweat breaks out on Xie Lian’s forehead. Jun Wu, his boss and the manager of the company that owns the aquarium, is too cheap to hire a nighttime security guard. The doors are kept locked at night, but that’s it.
“Hello…?” Xie Lian’s voice trembles, echoing across the massive space. “Is anyone there?”
Of course, nobody answers.
It’s not his job to protect this place. He shouldn't waste time looking for an intruder that may not even exist, but…
Xie Lian grabs his flashlight and turns it on, its beam cutting through the darkness.
In typical Xie Lian fashion, his bad luck continues. The light from his flashlight flickers for a moment before dying out.
Sighing, he takes out his phone. To his horror, Xie Lian finds that the battery is at 1%—despite the fact that he’d just charged his phone on the bus ride to work.
“Either way, I need my flashlight…guess I’d better go replace the batteries.” Using the minimal overhead lighting that's kept on at night for visibility, Xie Lian makes his way to the supply closet. He closes and locks the door to the staff-only area where the supply closet is located, his paranoia not abating.
Silently, under the thick cover of darkness, something slips through the crack in the door just as Xie Lian is closing it.
Xie Lian walks briskly past Jun Wu’s office, bile rising up in his stomach.
He unlocks the supply closet and steps inside. It’s hot and cramped, stuffed with countless cleaning supplies and other miscellaneous items.
Two slender yet strong tendril-like appendages wrap around his leg from behind. Xie Lian flinches in terror and feels around the cluttered shelves for a flashlight. More of those tentacles encircle his leg, moving up to his thigh.
With one hand, Xie Lian reaches down and grabs at whatever has attached itself to him, his hand meeting a wet and slimy, slightly sticky surface. A slick tentacle grabs his wrist, its suckers clinging to his skin with a strange but not unpleasant suction.
“Ah…o-octopus…? What…how?”
At least it’s not anything dangerous…
“Hang on little guy, let me find some batteries for my flashlight…we need to get you back to your tank; I don't think you can survive out here for very long…” Xie Lian murmurs.
The octopus’ body shifts up against his crotch, some of its tentacles moving across to Xie Lian’s other leg.
Heat erupts in Xie Lian’s cheeks. “Hey…don’t do that!” With a shaking hand, he reaches down and grabs in vain at the thing’s slippery body, trying to pull it off. The stubborn creature only tightens its grip, pressing itself even harder against Xie Lian’s pussy through his pants, which at the moment feel much too thin for comfort.
“That’s…”
And then, something sharp slices through the fabric. Xie Lian’s thighs tremble.
“What?! Don't—! How did you tear my pants like that…?”
A tentacle slips into the hole in his pants, stroking his cunt through his underwear. Somehow, it even knows to focus on the hard bud of his cock playfully peeking out from between his labia, its growth helped along by Xie Lian’s daily application of testosterone gel.
He bites back a whine when the sticky tip of the octopus’ tentacle strokes his dick. “Not there…” he tries to pull away, to no avail. Instead, the tentacle starts rubbing back and forth across his pussy, making Xie Lian cry out and grip the shelf.
“No, I can't…this is wrong…”
A wet spot forms on the single layer of cloth still covering his pussy, his fully-erect dick straining against it. Xie Lian breathes a sigh of relief when the tentacle pulls back, but the feeling is short-lived, as it quickly returns and slides beneath the fabric barrier of Xie Lian’s boxer shorts, cold and wet against the heat of his cunt. A moan rises from his throat as the tentacle’s suckers kiss his labia, each one gently sucking at his sensitive skin. The tip of the tentacle stops at his cock and gives it a few strokes. Xie Lian shudders. He tries to squeeze his thighs together, but the octopus’ body blocks him.
“A-Ah, don't touch that spot…”
As if spurred on by Xie Lian's pleas, the octopus starts rubbing little circles against the erect nub of his cock, its suckers still mercilessly working the slick folds of his cunt. It slowly moves back and forth, coating itself in Xie Lian's juices.
A horrible realization forces itself into Xie Lian's mind—this feels good. Very good. So good that he’s wet.
From being fucked by an octopus.
I’m truly beyond saving…
When a second tentacle slips in behind the first, Xie Lian whimpers. This one pokes at his entrance with its tip, the tight muscle twitching in response.
“Oh G-d, no, don't go inside…no more…” he says, secretly hoping for the shameless creature to keep going.
And it does. It rubs and teases his slick hole, even putting its suckers on it. Xie Lian bucks his hips, desperate for more. All his thoughts of finding some new batteries for his flashlight disappear, replaced by a haze of lust and desire.
For a few moments the mischievous cephalopod goes still, twitching a few times. Xie Lian frowns. A wave of anxiety washes over him.
Did I do something…? Don't tell me I screwed up!
Between his legs, the octopus’ body shifts, growing larger and larger as it twists and changes into another shape. Large, black tentacles wrap around his arms, waist, and chest, curling over his clothes and looking for any openings. The small space behind him is displaced by something big; easily the size of an adult man.
A warm breath tickles the shell of Xie Lian’s ear, followed by cool lips and a slick tongue.
“Gege…” a deep voice rumbles through the chest that’s sandwiched against Xie Lian’s sweaty back.
“Wh…who are you? What’s going on?”
The possessive and wet tentacles squeeze him even harder, coating his clothes in slime. “Gege…”
“Who are you calling…?” The tentacles between Xie Lian’s legs go back to teasing him, stroking his cock and teasing his entrance, eager to slip inside. With the octopus’ transformation, they’ve gotten even bigger and more slippery, their suckers more eager and relentless. “Who’s ‘gege’?”
“You, of course. Gege, your body…it’s really good. I didn't even know this kind of thing was possible…” the unknown man murmurs, sharp teeth ghosting against Xie Lian’s earlobe. “Won’t you let me fuck you?”
So shameless!
The heat in Xie Lian’s cheeks spreads up to the tips of his ears. “I don't understand…who are you?”
“You can call me San Lang. I’ve liked gege for a long time. Every night you walk past my tank, humming or singing and pushing your cart. I love when you clean the glass and I get to see you, but…I love most when you smile at me. I’ve wanted to be with you for a long time, but you never responded to any of my advances.”
Xie Lian’s head spins. “Advances…? I mean…I probably smiled when I saw you trying to get my attention, but…can you blame me?” He says softly, “you’re an octopus, er…well…you were, and I’m a human. How would I know you were making a move on me?”
Hua Cheng smirks, pinching Xie Lian’s dick with one tentacle as he thrusts the other up into his pussy. A lewd squelching noise fills the small closet, and Xie Lian gasps.
“How about this? Does gege get it now?”
“Ah…mm…S-San Lang…how did you escape?”
One of Hua Cheng’s tentacles slips beneath Xie Lian’s collar, and another goes up his sleeve, both stopping to rub his already-erect nipples. “I climbed out. It was pretty easy, honestly.”
Xie Lian arches his back when the tips of those tentacles wrap around his nipples, pulling at them. He draws in a sharp breath, squeezing his thighs together as relentless waves of pleasure course through his body. Hua Cheng fucks into him so eagerly that he tears the fabric of Xie Lian’s underwear, the stuffy air of the supply closet cool against his hot cunt.
“Much better with that out of the way, hm? Still, this position isn't that great…I want to try something else.” Two strong hands grab Xie Lian’s waist, lifting him up with little effort. The tentacles wrapped around his ankles pull his legs apart, shamelessly spreading open his already soaked cunt. Wetness drips down the tentacles ruthlessly fucking him, rubbing and sucking at his pussy all over.
“I’m going crazy…”
“Doesn't this feel nice? Gege is so wet…and this part…” Hua Cheng pinches Xie Lian’s dick with his tentacle, making him moan and buck his hips. “It’s so hard, and really big too…I like it. I like everything about gege.”
“Why me…? You…” Xie Lian tilts his head back, sweat rolling down his neck, already dizzy from the hot, intense euphoria shooting down into his core from his chest, cock, and pussy all being fucked at once. He can already feel his consciousness starting to slip. “You see so many people every day…” he slurs. “What’s so special about me…?”
Hua Cheng lowers his head and presses a chaste kiss against Xie Lian’s jawline. “Gege is kind and good-looking. Whilst it’s true that I do see many, many people every day, most of them don't spark my interest. Besides…out of all of them, gege is the only one who comes every day. You always smile at me and never disturb me. That, and…” the appendage thrusting inside Xie Lian’s sloppy cunt picks up its pace, fucking him so hard that some of the things on the shelf in front of them start rattling.
“I despise gege’s boss.”
Xie Lian opens his mouth to speak, his voice turning into a shameless and wanton moan. “You…hah, you know about that…?” He can't help but notice how Hua Cheng started fucking him even harder the moment he mentioned Jun Wu. Xie Lian’s thighs and dick twitch, desperate for release.
“I hate, hate, hate him…that kind of perverted slag man…is truly worse than trash.”
Xie Lian nods. His long eyelashes flutter, eyes half-lidded and glassy with desire. Everywhere on his body is coated in sweat or slime from the tentacles, but he can't bring himself to care. It feels so good, this shameless debauchery…
“Hah, I’m…c-close…I…I’m sorry, I’m a virgin, this is my first time, so I’m already close after just this short time…”
“It’s cute. Gege’s body is really sensitive and lewd.”
“Mm…nn…San Lang…” the tentacle inside Xie Lian pounds against his g-spot again and again, the one at his cock rubbing it the same way he does when he masturbates, its length still rubbing along his wet labia, squeezing the slick pink folds with its suckers. The sensation stokes the fire of lust inside Xie Lian even further, quickly pushing him towards his breaking point. All of that combined with having his aching nipples toyed with; stroked and squeezed and pulled by those dextrous appendages; makes the heat in his body run wild, the familiar tingling warmth of his orgasm building up more and more.
“You’re gonna cum from being fucked by tentacles, hm? And here I thought you were innocent…”
“Oh G-d, San Lang…it’s…incredible…”
“Wouldn't it be adorable if I ruined you? If the only way you could get off was by having slimy tentacles touching you all over, fucking you without mercy? Be careful, you might get addicted. Maybe you won't even ever be able to cum from taking cock.”
The thought makes Xie Lian fuck himself against Hua Cheng’s tentacles, rolling his hips against the sensation inside him. “San Lang, I’m so close…”
“Keep calling me. I love how cute your breathless voice is.”
Every second it gets more and more difficult to bear the intense stimulation of all his sensitive spots. Xie Lian can't bring himself to hold back his moans anymore; his speech turning into an incoherent, slurred mess…
“Your pussy is squeezing me really hard…why don't you go ahead and just let go? I know you want to.”
Those teasing words hotly whispered in that deep and rich warm voice that gives Xie Lian butterflies in his stomach is too much, and he’s pushed over the edge. A string of curses tumbles from his lips. He arches his back and cries out San Lang’s name, thighs and cock twitching as he orgasms. A stream of whitish liquid spurts out from Xie Lian’s wet cunt, coating Hua Cheng’s tentacles and, to Xie Lian’s embarrassment, the shelf and some items on the floor.
Hua Cheng chuckles. “So messy.”
Xie Lian whines and turns his head away, squeezing his eyes shut. Still coming down from the high of his orgasm, he can't find it in himself to be particularly humiliated. The hot walls of his pussy squeeze the tentacle inside him, pulling it in deeper.
“Good boy. You did well.”
Panting, Xie Lian’s entire body goes weak, resting against Hua Cheng’s broad and strong chest. His muscles tremble from the force of his exertion.
“It’s almost morning. The sun will be coming up soon. You should get ready to go home.” Despite his words, Hua Cheng embraces Xie Lian.
“I can't…not yet…there's a big mess in here, my boss will kill me if—”
“I’ll clean it up. If your boss lays a single finger on you…” Hua Cheng’s voice suddenly turns dark. A prickle of fear shoots down Xie Lian’s spine.
“I’ll fucking poison him to death.”
Oh.
Xie Lian’s voice is hoarse. “Are you…will you be able to get back on your own? Won’t you get dehydrated from being out of the water?”
“Gege, do you really still think I’m a regular octopus? I’ll be fine. You don't need to worry about me, okay?”
“Okay…” he nuzzles his face into the crook of Hua Cheng’s neck. “Just…I can't walk yet, I need a few more minutes.”
“Take as long as you need.”
“Can I see you again?”
“Oh? I didn't take gege for such an insatiable man…either way, I’m here every day. If you want to have round two tomorrow, then I can wait for you here. Or somewhere else, if you’d prefer.”
“Tomorrow?” Just thinking about it makes Xie Lian lightheaded. Even though he’ll still be sore, the idea of having sex with Hua Cheng again is too hard to resist. “Mn, alright. As for the place…l-let’s do it somewhere else, it’s a little cramped in here.”
Hua Cheng’s smile widens. “I know just the place then.”