The Little Tentacle That Was Toyed With

The little tentacle had just crawled ashore when a large hand caught it and kneaded it over and over in its palm.

After a while, it was placed in a pretty bottle of water to rest.

Once it had rested a bit, it was fished out and kneaded some more.

The man kissed it as he squeezed and kneaded, kissing every inch of the tiny tentacle and its big head.

The man called him Apunas, and he himself was Apunas's destined partner.

By day, the man was a neatly dressed, aloof university professor.

At night, as soon as he got out of the shower, the man would fish him out of the bottle and force him to make his tentacles long and thick.

Sometimes, he could hear the thoughts of that cold-faced man, but they were filled with chaotic moans and gasps.

His name was Apunas. He was a naive little tentacle who found a partner fond of clinging to him before he ever joined human society.

But his partner was a shameless cheat. Even though he was the one who started their game, whenever he couldn't take it anymore, he'd suddenly turn into a cloud of blood-red mist, leaving Apunas's tentacles with nothing to wrap around.

Note: This is a fictional setting and has no connection to reality. Please do not apply it to real life.

Theme: Unwavering devotion