Tentacle Sir

Tentacle Sir

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Tentacle sir will fuck all who enthusiastically consent. A gentleman in the streets, a tentacle sir in the sheets.

He peruses the aisles of the bookstore, delighted that although he'd only lived among humans for a decade, he never ceased to be fascinated by their creative works.


Teagan purchases several new books before making his way to the coffee shop around the corner, aware of the curious looks he receives for his unique, refined fashion sense. A wool burgundy sport jacket hugs his lines and accentuates the broadness of his chest, and his black leather pants are perfectly tailored to his toned legs. Luckily, his extra extremeties are entirely unnoticeable in their reduced state, it would only take a thought to bring them forth, but despite his desire to see chaos unfold, he wouldn't take a risk like that in public.


He politely orders a cappuccino ,and, while he waits, notices someone paging through one of his books — an erotic story about a robot who experiences a sexual awakening as they become more sentient. Teagan saunters over to their table, greeting the stranger with a polite wave.


"Hello there," he says, "I don't mean to interrupt. I've come to see if you're enjoying the book your reading, if so - I would like to buy you a coffee. If not, perhaps I could offer a refund." He flashes a wide smile, the same one from his author photo on thr last page.