Tentacles in the Tundra (Tentacle Erotica)

By Talia Trace

Becky is assigned to oversee a field station way out in the northern tundra and is left alone for a week while her coworkers go gather more supplies. It's a cold and lonely world up there, and Becky starts investigating a strange shape beneath the ice to occupy her time.

Much to her surprise, the creature locked beneath the ice is an octopus, a strange thing to find so far north under the snow. Becky rescues the strange frozen thing, and the increasingly randy tentacled creature is happy to repay the favor. Becky finds her loneliness abated in more ways than one as the octopus seduces her with its chilled limbs and leaves behind a gift that Becky will never forget.

This 4100 word sexually explicit story will keep you shivering in pleasure!

This story contains:
Tentacle monster
Bondage
Impregnation

• Language: English
• Publisher: Thompson-Corner Publications
• Release date: Apr 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310979897

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Tentacles in the Tundra

by Talia Trace

A Thompson-Corner Publication

Copyright © 2015 by Talia Trace

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the brief use of quotations in a book review

Author's note: All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older

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Tentacles in the Tundra

Becky brushed aside the snow with one hand, hitting it with her small ice pick with the other. The sun glared down from overhead, making the entire valley glow like a field of diamonds.

Shit, she muttered to herself and wiped away the river of sweat that was making its way down the side of her face. The land was empty, save for herself and her small field house, hastily built several months ago. Most of her coworkers had left already, leaving her alone for almost a week until the next crew arrived. It was cold and lonely and godforsakenly bright.

She hit the layer of ice several more times, forcing the crack in it to grow even bigger, but not big enough for her tastes. She was