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Friendly Tentacle F*cking (Worm)

Commission

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"Alright, enough is enough. What the fuck has been up with you lately, Vicky?"

Taylor knows she's right on the money when Victoria Dallon freezes up initially, looking like a deer caught in headlights. The statuesque blonde does recover swiftly to be fair and quickly shakes her head to try and deny it… but it's too late.

"W-What? Nothing has been 'up with me lately' Taylor. I don't know what you're talking about!"

Scoffing, Taylor shakes her head, rolls her eyes, and crosses her arms over her unsubstantial chest. There was a time when she'd honestly felt nothing but sheer jealousy over Vicky's far larger rack. But she'd grown past that over the years.

Sure, even at eighteen years old, Taylor was slender and 'flat', but she was also long legged and beautiful in her own way… or at least, that was what she told herself. Meanwhile, at twenty, Vicky was a blonde bombshell just like she was back when they'd first met years ago after Taylor's trigger.

"Don't bullshit me, Dallon. How long have we known each other now? We're friends, aren't we?"

Vicky winces, hearing the slightly vulnerable tone in Taylor's voice.

"Of course w-we are, Taylor!"

Taylor raises an eyebrow.

"Then why have you been acting so shifty around me, huh?"

Vicky bites her lower lip and looks away, looking… well, shifty. And guilty. And ashamed. Taylor narrows her eyes. Part of her wants to back off and apologize for digging too deep, but Vicky had been acting weird for weeks now… so she wasn't going to do that. Good friends didn't let other friends wallow, or something.

"… You'll think differently of me if I tell you. I don't want to ruin our friendship."

Wait, what? Taylor stares blankly for a long moment before shaking her head.

"Don't tell me you've got feelings for me, Victoria."

She didn't… she wasn't into girls, or at least she didn't think she was. And yet, while Taylor's initial reaction to the idea was negative, thinking about it a little longer… Vicky IS cute. More than cute, she's hot. She's also pretty fun to hang around with a great personality to go with her 'personality'.

But just as Taylor is starting to wonder, Vicky is shaking her head.

"It's not like that, Taylor. I mean, don't get me wrong… you're probably one of my best friends at this point, as weird as that feels. You get me in a way most others don't and I really enjoy our time together, both in and out of costume."

Blinking at Vicky's heartfelt words, Taylor smiles softly.

"Me too."

Squirming some more, Vicky lets out a sigh and her shoulders slump.

"… It was what you did the other day, a few weeks back. How you… used your power. I've never seen you do that sort of thing before. Ya know… with all the tentacles?"

Taylor's face goes blank as she thinks back to that day. See, Taylor's powers were a little bit… freaky. Not PR friendly, that was what the Protectorate's PR division had said. Basically, she could summon living armor… emphasis on the 'living'.

Ever since she'd triggered back at the tender age of fifteen, Taylor had the ability to fully engulf herself in said armor, covering herself from head to toe. It added to her physical capabilities massively, making her damn near indestructible and super strong.

She couldn't fly, but her and Vicky had wound up patrolling a lot anyways specifically because they were both super tough, super fast, and super strong bricks. Even if Taylor's power was more of a Changer Package than an Alexandria Package, she was one of the few Capes in the Bay who could keep up with Glory Girl all the same.

Of course, what most people didn't know was that Taylor could do more with her powers. A LOT more. It wasn't just limited to making living armor and some modest approximations of turning her arms into melee weapons like she'd pretended it was for years.

On the advice of the Protectorate's PR people, Taylor had downplayed her abilities. She'd hidden everything she was really capable of for a long, long time. But now she was eighteen and older and more experienced. And… well, the other day, Taylor had found herself in a situation that required her to go all out.

Put bluntly, she'd managed to subdue fifty different armed and dangerous gang members on two sides of an ongoing firefight… by splitting her armor into fifty different appendages that had lanced out, grabbed each gangster, and shoved them into the nearest hard surface until they stopped struggling.

Vicky had been there that day of course, and now that Taylor thought about it… yeah, it kind of made sense. That WAS about the time Vicky had started acting weird, wasn't it? Suddenly feeling very self-conscious, Taylor flushes and looks down at the ground.

"Vicky, I… I'm sorry if I scared you. The truth is, I've always been able to do that. I just try not to-!"

"Wha- scared me?! No Taylor! That's not it at all!"

Blinking, Taylor looks up again, properly confused.

"Huh?"

Blushing bright red, Vicky hesitates for a moment before panting.

"O-Okay… promise me that if you think this is weird, you'll tease me for a maximum of a couple of days and then never bring it up again. Please don't let this ruin our friendship!"

Taylor furrows her brow… but slowly nods all the same.

"Alright… I don't understand, but I promise Vicky. I'm not going to let anything you say to me ruin our friendship."

"… Ivealwayshadasecretfantasyaboutbeingfuckedbytentacles!"

The words practically spew forth from Vicky's lips, causing Taylor to blink rapidly as she tries and fails to process what Vicky just said.

"Um… what?"

Blushing even harder now, Vicky slows down and repeats herself.

"I've always had a secret fantasy about being fucked by tentacles… and not just fucked, absolutely ruined by them. Stuffed so much that it looks like I'm pregnant, fucked so hard that I can't walk afterwards. T-That sort of thing. I guess… I wound up seeing this old Japanese thing called Tentacle Hentai a while back and it was… well, it awakened something inside of me."

Taylor just stares, even as Vicky fidgets.

"When I saw you do that to all those idiots… I thought about how you could do it to ME… s-sexually. I tried to get the idea out of my head, tried to forget about it… but I haven't been able to. That's why I've been acting so weird ever since…"

Huh. That was definitely NOT what Taylor was expecting. She finds herself looking at Vicky again in 'that' way, blushing a little bit as she imagines the blonde strung up and impaled on Taylor's… appendages. The worst (or perhaps best) part was that… well, Taylor felt everything her living armor felt.

Fortunately the armor was tough enough that it didn't take damage from much of anything, but she pretty much walked around 'naked' as far as sensations went when she was out on patrol.

She felt the air, she felt the ground beneath her feet, she felt pressure from attacks… and she would feel Vicky's tight holes wrapped around her appendages if she chose to tentacle fuck the blonde silly like she was suggesting.

"Taylor… remember, you promised to just laugh at me for a little bit if you weren't interested… please just s-say something…"

Coming out of her daze, Taylor hesitates for a moment… before shaking her head.

"I'm not saying 'no', Vicky."

Vicky's eyes widen in hope, but Taylor holds up her hand.

"I'm not saying 'yes' though either. Not yet. Give me… give me a few days to think about it, alright?"

The blonde bites her lower lip, but in the end nods.

"A-Alright. A few days… and you can totally say no if you want. That's perfectly f-fine!"

Taylor just numbly nods back and they part ways after that. Vicky… has given her a LOT to think about.

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A few days later, Taylor shows up to Vicky's apartment and knocks on the door. The blonde opens up a few moments later and the sight of her in her old Glory Girl costume a couple sizes too small makes Taylor go incandescent with her blush. They'd talked on the phone ahead of time, so Vicky knew why Taylor was here... but still...

"Do you like what you see, Taylor? I figured I'd wear something fun… something I don't mind you ripping up if you wanted~"

Taylor lets out a shuddering breath as she enters the apartment and Vicky closes and locks the door behind her. She'd done some research over the past few days. Tentacle Hentai, like most Japanese culture, was basically a dead art after Leviathan sunk Kyushu and sent the nation of Japan into a tailspin that it'd never recovered from.

But the internet was a big place and there were still plenty of examples of the stuff if you went looking for it. Plus, when Taylor had asked Vicky what exactly she liked the most, the blonde had been more than willing to provide her with some of her favorites.

As such, knowing exactly what Vicky is looking for out of this… Taylor doesn't bother mincing words. As soon as the door is locked, her living armor rushes out, covering her from head to toe. And then from that, Taylor grows multiple 'tentacles' and reaches for Vicky right there on the spot, grabbing her up and lifting her into the air.

The 'helpless' blonde heroine yelps and then squeaks as she's lifted aloft. She's used to flying, but under her own power. Here, she doesn't use her powers at all, only squirming a little bit but not actually fighting back as she blushes hard.

"A-Ah… so forceful. I guess you watched the examples I sent you, didn't you?"

Taylor snorts and tilts her covered head to the side. Her voice, when it comes out, reverberates through her living mask.

"You've lost, Glory Girl. Which means you're all mine."

Panting heavily, Vicky's eyes are wide as Taylor's tentacles rip through her old costume. Her massive chest bounces free of its confines; her nipples already rock hard as she squirms in Taylor's grasp.

"N-No! I won't… nnngh, g-give in! You won't break me!"

"Hmph. We'll see about that."

Pulling Vicky's arms and legs apart, ripping more of her costume off, Taylor proceeds to begin 'playing' with the blonde's body. Smaller tentacles wrap around the base of Vicky's tits while their tips turn into suction cup mouths that grab onto her nipples and refuse to let go.

Vicky squeals at this, but that's really the least of her problems. Down below, the crotch of her costume's leotard is torn away, exposing just how sopping wet she currently is. Bigger tentacles push against her sex and play with her clit for a moment before Taylor thrusts up into her, impaling her cunt in one fell swoop.

"Eeeeeke!"

Vicky's eyes threaten to roll back from how much fun she's having, even as she shudders in orgasmic bliss. Taylor though, can't let any of her neighbors hear her and assume the worst. So another tentacle pushes its way into Vicky's open mouth, cutting off her squeals and her screams of pleasure as she stuffs the blonde's throat with her power.

"Nnngh!"

Turning Vicky so that her body is parallel to the ground instead of perpendicular, Taylor watches on as she spit roasts the blonde heroine right there in the middle of her own apartment. She pounds Vicky's throat and cunt nonstop from either end and the blonde chokes and gurgles even as her eyes flutter and her pussy walls clench and squeeze around Taylor's tentacle.

It feels… good. Not just on an emotional level to 'help' a friend, but also on a physical level. Taylor pants beneath her armor as she enjoys the sensations and feedback she's getting from giving Vicky the tentacle fucking of her life. At the same time, she has the inside of her armor transform around her crotch area, becoming little feelers that tickle Taylor's pussy before forming one big dildo that she shoves up her own cunt.

Fortunately, the armor muffles Taylor's moans as she continues to fuck Vicky silly. The blonde has no idea that Taylor is having almost as much fun as her right now. Almost… because Taylor rapidly loses track of just how many times Vicky cums for her.

She might have been worried that she was going too far with the blonde heroine, but Vicky is clearly having the time of her life as her eyes roll back in her head and her cunt clenches around Taylor's tentacle again and again. There's so many orgasms that they almost seem to bleed into one another.

Until finally, Taylor cums herself from her own power, only to somehow prompt her tentacles to 'disgorge' at the same time. She's really not sure what she actually fills Vicky's stomach and womb with, but it has the exact effect that the blonde was hoping for, leaving her stuffed to the point that she looks pregnant, even as Taylor, panting heavily, carefully lays her down on the couch.

That had been an experience and a half… but it hadn't been a bad one. Taylor could even say she'd had fun 'ruining' Vicky. Of course, she feels a little spent afterwards, and very thirsty… so without really thinking about it, Taylor heads for Vicky's kitchen and gets herself something to drink.

When she comes back, Vicky is conscious again and gently poking her own distended belly before giving Taylor a tired grin.

"Heh, what did you even do to me, Taylor? That was crazy!"

Taylor just nods wordlessly, staring at Vicky and trying not to worry too much about how this might change things between them. At least Vicky didn't seem to be having any second thoughts…

"Mm, though you did miss a hole. We'll have to try anal next time~"

Anal? She wanted Taylor to fuck her ass? And… next time? For a long moment, Taylor just stands there silently… until Vicky gives her the puppy dog eyes, plaintively staring at her from the couch. With a sigh, Taylor finally nods.

"Yeah. Next time…"

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