[There's a hiss and a soft chuckle as Hurricane clenches around him.] Hmm, should get you on truth potions more often. I love hearing you beg for everything you want. [He lens close, whispering in his ear.] Nit that I should be surprised. You love being used, and now, I can use you in so many ways. Your body is going to be getting so many cocks off at once, used like the lovely fucktoy you want to be. And I am going to use you thoroughly. If these things can cum, you're going to get each one off at least once.

[With a soft groan, he pulls his half hard cock out of Hurricane, missing the heat, but shifting back to move two tentacles in place. Each one is thinner than his own cock, but together, they're thicker than him. He slowly starts pushing the two tentacles inside, breath catching in his throat.]

[Other tentacles were moving. Two hooked under his arms with suckers, moving to his nipples to suction on, a constant, unrelenting pressure. Another around his middle, and two more near his wrists. The tentacles sift, but firm, holding him fast with a faint slick feeling, lightly pulsing.]