I have no idea what’s growing in the bathroom. The little clay pot that used to hold my houseplant now holds…well, I don’t know what it is. All I know is that it’s not a houseplant, and when I take a shower it seems to get…excited. It doesn’t stay small, either, in fact, while the water falls down around me, it always ends up…well, this time, there’s no hole off limits, and my tentacle monster is ready to give me my first anal sex experience and to make sure my mouth is completely full while I have a rough double penetration in the shower!

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity during a double penetration sex encounter. It includes tentacle sex, tentacle deepthroat, first anal sex, tentacle bondage, rough sex, and double penetration. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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By the time I gave up on trying to move it, it was about as big as my palm. I resolved to bring it to the attention of my landlord once I had the time, and leave it to the professionals.
Between one thing and the next, however, I never got around to mentioning it to anyone, aside from a few colleagues at work – I’m fresh out of college and on my first job – when I was bursting with frustration one lunch break. So the thing stayed in my pot, seemingly harmless. It stopped growing when it was just a little larger than my hand with the fingers outstretched. By that time, it had been there for so long that it was just part of the scenery, so to speak. I stripped, bathed, and brushed my teeth in the bathroom without giving it more than a passing glance until it moved.
Now, I touch myself in the shower sometimes. It’s not something I advertise, but sometimes a girl just needs some form of release after a long day. Other times, nothing but a good, drawn out orgasm will do to help me get to sleep. The bath’s the perfect place to do it, after all: you don’t have to worry about creaming the sheets or your underwear, and everything just washes away with the water. Anyway, the first time the thing moved, I was so achingly horny that the first thing I did after the water warmed up was put my fingers on my clit and rub. I was so occupied with trying to get myself off that I didn’t even notice that the thing in the pot had sprouted tentacles until it had me pinned under the showerhead with one thick, ribbed appendage shoved deep into my pussy alongside my fingers.