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"How quickly you have forgotten. I can change any aspect of my appearance to be whatever you prefer."
He held up the finger and right before my eyes, the claws retracted.
"Oh...okay. I...what the fuck?"
His hand suddenly morphed into a beautiful and shockingly erotic blue and green tentacle.
"I didn't get to try this shape with you last night," he nibbled against my neck. "I promise you will like it."
I couldn't deny the pure erotic fantasy of being tentacle fucked. I mean, what sex deprived divorcee with chubby thighs didn't want a fantasy monster that was insatiable for them?
But my headache was starting to cut through the haze of arousal, and my stomach was now properly empty. I needed food, ibuprofen and a bucket of coffee.
"Wait," I pushed against him, "wait, I...not right now."
Fish Man cocked his head to the side, the sunlight glinting off the tips of his crest, and frowned at me.
"What is it, my Queen? Are you afraid? I assure you, I only wish to bring you pleasure."
"Oh, I'm sure, but I need some food and coffee before we commence with the...tentacle...stuff."
"Of course you should be fed. I tried to find something for you but I am unfamiliar with the sustenance of this era."
He gestured behind me to the wrecked kitchen and I snorted.
"Yeah, I noticed. Now, put me down so I can clean up and we can get some food. I know a good coffee shop. We probably need to talk too."
"Ah, that would be good. There are a few things to prepare before our departure."
I wasn't at all sure I wanted to know what he meant by that, but I had a feeling I needed to know. So I gave him a wobbly smile as he set me on my feet.
"Okay, yeah, that's good."
I started up the stairs and he was right on my heels.
"Um...do you want a shower too?"
"I have bathed in the sea, but will be happy to cleanse you."
I stared at him as the words sank in. He wanted to wash me? My eyes strayed to his cock pocket and I nearly choked.
It. Was. Huge.
Not just that, there were tiny sucker like shapes all along the sides, top and underside. The tip was narrow like a tentacle while the base had a knot that was pulsing. It had to be as thick as my forearm and probably as long. I couldn't tear my eyes away from it and I started to wonder how the hell I was walking around this morning if that had been shoved up my va-jay-jay.
As I watched, he took himself in hand and gave his cock a rough stroke that produced a pearl of white at the tip.
"You are hungry," he said with a dark laugh, "and it is not for food."
I cleared my throat and crossed my arms.
"It's not every day you see a cock like that. I'm just curious."
"I see," he stepped up onto the step just below mine and still towered over me. "Explore me then. Touch. Taste. Whatever you want."
I licked my lips and almost reached out.
"I...I need to shower. I stink."
