Can Tentacles Really Make Men Give Birth? [GB]

In the dark basement prison, a man gazed at the stranger who had appeared from nowhere. Backlit, she looked like a god descending from the heavens.

Then he felt a tingling sensation spreading across his stinging wounds, as though something were crawling over his skin. The pain had left his nerves numb, but the itch of healing made him let out a muffled groan. He clenched his teeth, rigid with tension.

“Don't bite down. It hurts me to see you like this.”

He heard her say it.

Then cold fingers pried his lips apart, making him tremble despite himself.

The tender gesture, as though he were a precious treasure, made him want to ask for more.

He was always seeing things that weren't there. Sometimes the other person's cheeks bulged like a fish's gills. Sometimes a stench of corpses wafted from their bodies. At first, it was only his vision. Then his sense of smell began to fail, and later...

His sense of touch, too.

The day his sense of touch went wrong, he saw a strange tentacle sneak in through the hem of his clothes and crawl over his body.

It was a creature unlike anything he'd ever seen. So he pressed his lips together and endured it.

It had to be an illusion.

And so the strange creature grew bolder. Hidden beneath his loose robe, it took advantage of his restraint and began to run wild.

It continued until its owner appeared and apologized to him.

He treated it all as an illusion, but later he discovered...

Those tentacles were actually part of that person's body!

No, none of it had been an illusion!

When caught, the culprit only smiled and said innocently,

“It's just that you look really cute when you hold back and endure it.”

In a year of natural disasters, people feared the gods would punish them.

So, as a child of the king, he had to set an example and become the offering presented to the gods.

He stood alone, wrapped in a single robe.

At the High Priest's signal, he expressionlessly reached up to untie it. His fingertips trembled slightly, revealing his anger and helplessness.

They called him an offering to the gods, but at that moment, he seemed more like a pig being cleaned up and shaved.

As the robe slipped away inch by inch, a strange black creature suddenly wrapped around him.

Someone had stolen the gift meant for the gods.

The black creature's skin pressed against his. Its soft, cool touch made him shiver all over, yet it curled around him affectionately and brushed its tail against his cheek, as if soothing him.

He heard the person in front of him sigh.

“Why have I ended up with another one?”

He looked up at the person before him.

If he had to be offered up, why couldn't he choose his own god?

Ever since she was little, Xu Mengyu had often had dreams. In them were all kinds of beauties, constantly being abandoned and forsaken.

Xu Mengyu felt sorry for them, but there was nothing she could do to help.

Until her tentacles suddenly entered the dream world, dragging her in with them and giving her the temporary ability to enter people's dreams.

Thinking of herself as a thoroughly good person, Xu Mengyu naturally chose to help these beauties.

Her tentacles could heal wounds and fight. They were truly all-purpose.

But... could tentacles also get a man pregnant?

Xu Mengyu stared silently at the other person's belly, which turned out not to be fat after all.

She hadn't been told they could do that!

↓Reading Guide (Content Warnings)↓

1. This is a gender-bender story. Everyone's anatomy is normal; the heroine's tentacles are what make pregnancy possible.

2. The heroine is a magnet for admirers. She's bad-tempered and impatient, with a bit of a mischievous streak. With beauties who have fiery tempers, she has an even worse temper and likes to overpower them by force. If they refuse to yield, she may make them cry.

3. There are scenes of men competing for the heroine. They fight over her in public, but among themselves...

4. It only uses a few elements from cosmic horror. The style is not true Lovecraftian mythos.

↓The next story I might write↓

"Is the Cute Girl a Drama Queen? [Gender-Bender]"

Xu Qianxi loves to cry. Her beautiful eyes are always misty with tears, and her gaze is full of tenderness. She looks at everyone with affection, even dogs.

Jiang Ling is the only one who shows her no kindness, calling her melodramatic.

Even though she's been chasing after him for two years.

“That Xu Qianxi just loves to cry. She's so delicate and weak, it's disgusting.”

He always spoke of his troubles with a look of disdain and annoyance.

He even kept bringing different girlfriends to see her, hoping she'd take the hint and give up. But she still liked him.

It seemed that, in her eyes, he was the most special person in the world.

Then one day, just as he was finally willing to turn around and accept her love, he overheard her talking to someone else.

“Huh... I don't love him at all. I'm just a drama queen.”

A new transfer student named Shan Shou had recently joined the school. He was a year below Xu Qianxi.

He was tall and well-built, with sharp features and a quiet nature.

Shan Shou was mysterious and always disappearing. It took a lot of effort to find him. But whenever Xu Qianxi saw him, her heart raced. She decided he must be her new crush.

So she began pestering him day after day. When he firmly rejected her, she would just stand there with tearful eyes and reddened lashes, looking as though she'd suffered a great injustice.

Until one day, she stumbled upon his secret.

He had a fluffy tail!

Huh... Did that mean she could try out a new act?

Xu Qianxi cornered him on the bed, looking at Shan Shou with tear-filled, pitiful eyes.

“Is there really no way you'd ever like me?”

The man gritted his teeth, nearly falling for it.

He stubbornly replied, “Give up.”

His words were as hard as his body was soft.

But Shan Shou knew something else even better: this girl didn't love him at all. She was just a drama queen. The moment he showed even the slightest sign of affection, she would pull away.

Her scalding tears fell on his chest like burning flames. He almost believed she was truly heartbroken.

But then she softly said,

“Then I'll just have to do something even worse to you.”

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A petite, tearful beauty with a strong need for control, a drama queen in disguise VS A well-built, easy-to-seduce romantic with ears and a tail

The heroine is 165 cm tall, with a cute, sweet-girl appearance.

The hero is 188 cm tall, a dark-skinned, muscular man.

Size difference + black-and-white pairing.

The leads have normal anatomy.

Theme: Everyone is the protagonist of their own life.