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Your monster husband comes home from work

General Plot: Your monster husband gets home from work and you have dinner ready and waiting for him

Tentacle monster (Chase) x Bimbo female reader

Word Count: 1.5Kish

Part Two

W: smut, tentacle sex, anal and oral sex, pet names, bimboification, yandere behavior, manipulation

Your Monster Husband Comes Home From Work

Your husband walked into the kitchen, loosening his tie as he went. It had been a long day preparing sacrifices for his boss’s glorious rebirth. He’d had to scrub for at least five minutes to get the blood from underneath his nails before he came home to you.

“Hi honey!” you beamed, holding a plate of freshly fried chicken and placing it on the table, “how was work? Did the Miller account get finished?”

He glanced at your ass as you bent over, before you scurried back to the counter to get the sweet tea. A smile came to his lips as he tried to remember what he’d made up to tell you the Miller account was. He played stupid games with himself coming up with ridiculous lies to tell his innocent, but incredibly stupid wife.

You thought he was an accountant at a private security firm. That’s what he’d convinced you the building his villainous leader used to perform his twisted experiments and house his prisoners was after you’d showed up at the front door one day with treats for the office. His monstrous coworkers had all been very amused by his tiny wife standing at the front desk in mittens and her winter hat holding a tray of cookies while he scrambled to stuff his hideous form back into his suit to greet you. Of course, you didn’t know any of that.

“Everything is going as planned, the zebras should reach their new homes shortly,” he mentioned pulling his suit jacket off of his broad shoulders and stalking you across the room. His steps were surprisingly light for someone so large and you jumped when he appeared behind you.

“Thank goodness the poachers can’t get to them, your company does incredible work,” you said and thought you heard him chuckle, but when you turned to look at him he was just coughing into his hand.

“How was your day, cupcake?” he asked, wrapping his big arms around you.

You breathed in his familiar scent as he folded himself down to you and pressed his lips to yours.

“It was good, sit down, relax!” you playfully pushed him away from you as he came in for another kiss, “I went to the grocery store and called the contractor about remodelling the kitchen.”

His eyes glazed over as he listened to you retell him your incredibly boring conversation about kitchen tiles while he imagined you naked spread across the table. You picked up a plastic pitcher of ice water from the counter and crossed the room to set it down, not seeing him stick out his foot to trip you. You stumbled face first into the tile floor pouring ice water down the front of your shirt with a squeal.

“Oh baby! Are you okay?” he asked, pulling you up by your shoulders and spinning you around in his big hands. His concerned eyes drifted from your face down to your hard nipples poking through your soaked sweater. He ran his thick thumb over a pebbled nub, hiding his smile.

Embarrassed tears came to your eyes at your own clumsiness and you blushed. Chase was so handsome and capable. You were always embarrassing yourself in front of him.

“You have to be more careful my clumsy little wife,” he chided you, “let’s get you out of this wet thing.”

He tugged your sweater over your head leaving you just in the little skirt you had on.

“I’ll go get a shirt,” you mumbled, trying to slide around him, but he stopped you with a firm hand on your waist.

“You’re cold,” he murmured, his eyes focused on your chest. His hands slid up your body to cup your breasts, his thumbs flicking your stiff nipples.

“Chase…” you started.

“Shhhh”

He pulled you down to straddle his lap as he sat down in a dining chair sucking one into his mouth. You moaned, grinding yourself into him without meaning to.

“Chase, I think-”

His hand tightened on your back and he glanced up.

“What did I tell you about thinking?” he asked, his voice gravelly.

You gulped under his intense gaze, you swore for a second his pupils changed shape, but when you blinked they were large, but round.

“Hmm?” he prompted.

“Y-your w-wife doesn’t need to think,” you repeated what he’d told you as his teeth prickled your nipple, nibbling it. They always felt sharper than they looked.

He grunted, pleased.

“That’s a good girl,” he cooed into your chest, his fingers drifting underneath your skirt and dragging against your lips, “You’re just a pretty little set of holes for me to fill, aren’t you?”

You bucked your hips into his hand, unable to resist what he wanted to give you. His thick cock hardened beneath you and you pressed your pussy into him whimpering like a greedy slut.

“Take it out,” he said, pausing a moment from lapping at your nipples, “I know you want it.”

You fumbled with his fly, and his cock popped out, slapping your mound. Precum dripped down the shaft in white ropes making a mess of your panties. He seemed to have more than any other man, but you hadn’t been with anyone but him so what did you know?

“Put it inside of you,” his tongue was all over your oversensitive tits and you would have done anything he told you at that moment. You lifted your hips and tried to lower yourself on his massive shaft, shoving your panties to the side. Though you’d had sex with your husband many times, you’d never quite adjusted to how big he was and it took some effort of you to push yourself down on top of him.

“Do you need help, cupcake?” he chuckled.

You nodded, your cheeks pinkening with embarrassment. Your husband deserved a wild sex kitten. You tried your best, but you could barely fit him inside of you!

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes eating you up. He thought you were adorable, barely able to fit the tip into your tiny cunt. Stroking your cheek he thrust up into you forcing a shout from your lips and tears to your eyes. You could feel him in your stomach as he clutched your hips, forcing you down onto him. Throwing your arms around his neck, your pussy clung to his fat cock.

Chase wasn’t sure why this time was any different from any other time he’d taken you. Maybe it was the little skirt you’d been wearing, maybe it was how cute your blush was when you’d tried to stuff him inside of you, but suddenly he wanted to possess you. Yes, you were his wife, but he’d never really taken you. You’d never seen what he truly was.

It had always been a regret of his, that he’d never showed you, but you were just so sweet; all sunshine and rainbows. He’d been afraid he would scare you off. Despite that, as he watched you writhing in front of him he couldn’t hold his monster inside anymore. It slipped out a little bit at a time.

It started with a nudge at your asshole and at first you thought it was Chase’s finger, but it felt…different, thicker and a bit slimy. Your eyes shut as it forced its way inside of you and you collapsed against Chase’s chest panting.

“Ch-Chase,” You moaned into him, confused but not exactly wanting whatever was happening to stop.

“You trust me, right cupcake?” he murmured into your hair as whatever was inside of you started thrusting firmly in and out, going deeper with every stroke.

“Mhmmm,” you whined into his chest, feeling his cock and the tentacle in your ass fill you in perfect synchronisation. Another sticky tentacle stroked your clit, winding and unwinding the tapered tip around it until you whimpered and tears streaked down your cheeks. What felt like wet mouths latched onto your nipples mercilessly sucking.

“Keep your eyes shut,” he grunted, pounding into you like it was the last time.

Something thick and wet nudged at your lips and you instinctively opened your mouth. You trusted Chase completely. Whatever this was…you wanted it. It forced its way down your throat and you gagged. Your eyes popped open at the rough invasion to find your formerly handsome husband transformed into a hideous beast. His massive teeth sparkled in the fluorescent light, while his six eyes were squeezed shut in ecstasy.

“Flkjdg!” You screamed, coming in a surprising and incredible orgasm.

You sagged in his tentacles while he used your holes to chase his pleasure, watching him in awe. He was nothing like you'd ever seen before with mottled green skin and an odd frill around his neck.

His eyes focused on you and he froze as you took each other in.

“(Y/N),” he murmured, his voice lower and more gravelly than normal.

The tentacle in your mouth slipped out and you whined.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop Chase!”

You were so close to coming again to your monster of a husband fucking you. An eerie grin spread across his face and he stuffed his tentacle back in your mouth to regain his previous pace.

“Is my dumb little wife a monster fucking slut?” he growled into your ear as he ravaged your body. The tentacles on your clit and nipples sucked harder, sending you to the clouds.

You nodded your head at him and your doe eyes with his tentacle shoved between your lips pushed him over the edge. Cum spewed out of all of his tentacles covering you in sticky fluid. You orgasmed with cum running out of all of your holes.

The tentacle down your throat retreated and Chase replaced it with his mouth on yours. His kiss was gentle despite his sharp teeth.

“You really didn’t have to keep this from me,” you panted into his lips.

“But it was so easy,” he chuckled. You punched him weakly in his big chest.

“I’m sorry,” he said, rubbing your back with one tentacle, while another massaged your scalp, “do you forgive me?”

“If you keep fucking me like that,” you agreed.

Chase thanked the dark god that he’d married a simple woman, wrapping you up in his tentacles.

“I think I ruined dinner,” he said, giving something close to a frown with his perpetual smile and looking at the cum drenching the chicken.

“Let’s order pizza,” you sighed against his chest, hoping you could get a nap before it arrived.

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