Tentacle Sex!

I live in Milwaukee, where a breeze off of the lake keeps things nice and cool most of the time. While the temperatures haven’t hit the nineties yet this year, and while I am grateful, this doesn’t keep me from lying flat on the floor and aerating as much of my body as I can.

Heat kind of takes my will to live, and it makes writing, if not difficult, then terribly distracted. Suddenly I find that all I want to do is write about icy winters, playing in rivers and sexy, sexy limeade.

With that in mind, have a drabble based off of Hokusai’s Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife.


The summer heat rolled down from the mountain like a wheel, pressing everything flat before it, and Oyake’s dreams turned towards cool water.

As she turned and twisted on her pallet, her dreams curved and curled, wrapping a slick tendril around her knee before gliding slyly upwards. Oyake laughed with pleasure and her merriment escaped not as sound but as bubbles, floating pearl-like to a surface she couldn’t see. Breathing under water, she fell back into a soft tangle of muscular, writhing limbs.

In her dreams, Oyake closed her eyes as the tentacles slipped and wound around her sleek body.


Tentacle sex* is not really my thing, but man, now I want sushi.
Coming Soon:
Milwaukee Cools Down (Please?)
Some Household Chores
More Writing! More Smut!

*I’ve watched plenty of anime and hentai, but the only tentacle sex scene that stands out is one from Gintama. The tentacle monster is made out of sentient alien snot, the tentacle zips up the victim’s pants rather than unzipping them, and the everyone felt sort of cheapened.**
**That’s what happens when you watch Gintama.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. meloha
    Jul 13, 2010 @ 01:55:52

    I’ve always loved this picture. Lucky Oyake.
    I’m with you on the heat. Cold is good.
    Melody x
    PS lovely first drabble sentence


    • kannanfeng
      Jul 13, 2010 @ 12:44:14

      Those octopi just look so wonderfully, wonderfully cool. The reality, of course, is that I’d probably lie down in them and then I’d just be hot and also soggy.


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