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I've also made an even shorter demo to give you an example of what it would look like in action. Keep in mind that this demo is one on one, it might look a little different with multiple players. All interaction would be by email.
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You: Tentacle Monster 4, Trader 3 (since they bargain knowledge/treasure for sex), thief 3
Me: Villena: Mage 4, Scholar 3, Adventurer 3
DM: You are in your lair, itching because it has been a while since you've been able to breed with any adventurers. It was looking to stay that way, but then you began to hear the faint echoes of footsteps traveling through the narrow tubes you've bore through the rock for your tentacles to reach through. You send an eye stalk up the tube, just in time to glance up the skirt of an adventurer traveling overhead. You can see the clear outline of her fertile slit through the tight contours of her panties. Unfortunately, a moment later she has stepped past you and continued on her way deeper into the dungeon. What do you want to do? Are you going to try and bargain? Attack? Set up a Trap?
You: I am too horny to plan! I want to send some tentacles to try and grab her ankles!
DM!: Ok, you are a level 4 tentacle monster, so I will roll 4d6 for your attack, versus her 3d6 since she is an adventurer. You roll a 9 and she rolls a 9. It's a draw!
Your tentacles slither up from the depths of the dungeon further ahead where you know she will pass. As you sense her getting closer, you lash out, whipping at her ankles and trying to capture them in your grip. With lightning like reflexes she jumps in the air, evading your attack. (Here, I decide that she is going to attack your tentacle back. She will roll 3d6 vs your 4d6. She gets a four and you get a 6, so you win!) . Her skirt billows up as she comes back down, giving you an even better look at her thinly protected pussy, furthering enflaming your desire. It distracts you for a moment, but the glint of metal reflecting the light of her torch catches your attention. She swings a slender blade, slicing through the air to try and sever your tentacles, but you move them out of the way just in time. What do you want to do next?
You: Keep pressing the attack! This time I want to try and grab her wrist and disarm the sword!
DM: Ok, let's roll. You get a 12 and she gets a nine, you win! You send another writhing tentacle up from the depths, but much more stealthily this time. While the first to are feinting an attack at her ankles, the third one attacks from above! A shiver of pleasure goes through you as you feel her soft, warm skin pressing against your appendage when it wraps around her forearm. You start to squeeze and constrict her arm as you bend it backwards until finally she yelps in pain and drops the sword! (She tries to use magic to free herself and fails). Not done yet, she summons a ball of fire in her other hand and throws it at the base of your tentacle. Sizzling heat from the fireball licks your tentacle, but sails past and smashes harmlessly against the stone wall of the dungeon.
You: Time to secure the rest of those limbs! I want to grab them all!
DM: Ok, let me roll. You win! With the first arm already secured, you keep her off balance long enough for three more of your tentacles to rise up from the deep. The strong tendrils wrap around her other arm, and both ankles. You lift her up in the air, keeping her from getting any leverage to physically resist you. Your eyestalk moves up higher now that she is captured as you inspect your prey. Her body looks fit and healthy, and you think she'll be a good breeder. (She decides to use her scholar ability to find a weakness, and succeeds! She knows tentacle monsters like to bargain) "W-wait! Wait!" she cries, "You don't have to do this. Wouldn't it better if we made a deal? I'm sure you'd rather have a willing partner!" (Because her scholar roll beat your trader roll, you now have to consider the offer. You can't continue the attack until you beat her socially.)
You: Ok, I am going to make a ridiculous offer then. "Agree to be my breeding slave for 5 years and I shall give you a great treasure!" (you roll a 9, she rolls a 7. You win! That doesn't mean that she agrees, but it does mean you broke free of negotiations and can resume attacking next turn.)
DM: "Ridiculous! I'll let you fuck me one time, and in exchange give me a secret about this place!" (Her own counter offer fails.)
You: Time to strip her then! (one successful roll later)
DM: A whole host of tentacles rise up from the depths and slither along her body, hugging her curves and dancing beneath her clothes. You caress her breasts, her ass and her thighs. Tentacles seek out the seams of her outfit, and with a sudden mighty tear you rip them off her body, leaving her naked. Her bare, shaven slit hovers tantalizing above you, an almost impossible to resist temptation for your ovipositor. She thrashes and struggles, trying in vain to wriggle her way free. You only grip her tighter though, squeezing her limbs so tight they leave red marks on her fair skin. Finally, she goes limp, exhausted and defeated.
You: Time to fuck her then! I want to insert my ovipositor and breed her! (Ok, you get to roll 4d6 for being a tentacle monster, and she gets to use her highest die as a defense, so she will also roll a 4d6. You get 11, she gets 9, you win again!)
DM: The core of your mass throbs in anticipation as you send the ovipositor up towards her waiting snatch. When she sees the thick tendril slither up towards her unprotected sex she screams in horror and begins struggling again, but to no avail. You push the bulbous, knobby tip against her pussy and rub up and down the length of her slit. Your tentacle secretes an aphrodisiac along her most sensitive spot, making it slick and increasing her own arousal. After only a few moments she begins to breathe heavily and moan, so you know she's ready. You press against the pink folds of her pussy with more force, inching upwards until finally her petals part and your tentacle slides deep inside, pushing past the walls of her sex until you hit the top of her cervix.
Your tendril starts to pulse and throb inside her as you flex the muscles that will send your batch of eggs to her womb. The thrumming acts like a vibrator inside her, and the motion and friction against her sensitive walls makes her writhe and moan in delight. She begins to pump her hips, thrusting herself in midair against your tentacle and bumping you end against her cervix. A thick bulge begins to travel towards her through your tentacle as the batch of eggs makes its way towards her. You fuck her faster and harder, forcing her body towards the climax that will dilate her cervix and allow you to deposit your unnatural load.
Her pink pussy stretches lewdly around the eggs, and she shrieks in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the huge knot forces its way inside her. The pressure of being completely stuffed pushes her over the edge and she explodes in climax. Her cervix dilates and opens, and you shove your tendril higher, so the tip is pointed to her womb. A moment later your own climax hits as you start laying egg after egg inside her fertile body. You win!
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