The Tentacle Monster at Number 16

By Morgan Lockheart

There’s a new resident in Anna’s block of flats and from the moment he moves in, she knows that he’s different. He’s quiet, keeps to himself and seems to be only pretending to be human. Anna knows what he is: he’s a tentacle monster in disguise. For Anna, this is the most exciting thing ever as she has dreamed about tentacle beasts almost all of her adult life and now, she finally gets to meet one.

Lusting after her new neighbour, Anna sets out on a mission to meet and seduce this fearsome beast, determined to make him her lover. While he would rather hide in his room and stay away from humans, this time it’s the tentacle monster’s turn to be the hunted rather than the hunter as Anna launches her campaign to get the alien beast into her bed!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Morgan Lockheart
• Release date: Apr 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310788536

Morgan Lockheart

Hello, I’m Morgan Lockheart. I come from the UK and I’ve been writing sci-fi and fantasy for many years. My erotic stories come from years of adult roleplay online through the medium of forums and multiplayer games, both of which I am a fan of and indulge in regularly. Each one of these stories come from a vast library of fantasies which are all itching to get out so don’t expect me to run out of filthy stories any time soon.I live in England with two cats who regularly interrupt my writing by coming and sitting on my keyboard. They think they’re helping. I stay up way too late, drink too much tea and spend more time on the internet than is healthy. I love to read, chat and interact with my readers and I always appreciate feedback.

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The Tentacle Monster at Number 16

By Morgan Lockheart

Copyright 2015 Morgan Lockheart

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Epilogue

About the author

Other books by Morgan Lockheart

Chapter 1

There's a tentacle monster at number 16.

I know, I've seen him. He leaves his flat at the same time every day and returns at sundown precisely. Number 16 is only across the hall from me, just before the stairwell on the south side of the block of flats I live in. No-one knows much about him and he never speaks to anyone but I know what he is. He wears the same things all the time: a long, dark coat, a trilby hat, heavy boots, scarf and shades, regardless of the weather. It's May now and he shows no signs of abandoning his winter clothing. Some people in the building think he's unwell, others think he's weird but I know what he really is. He's a tentacle monster and I am going to make him mine.

My name is Anna. I am 26 years old and I love tentacles. No, I'm not ashamed of it, I've loved them for a long time, the way they twist and curve, the way they would wriggle and squirm inside of me...mmmm! Oops, sorry about that. I'm a smaller build but I don't mind because my frame makes my tits and ass look bigger. I have a short bob of tangled brown hair which I've tried dying red a few times but it always ends up a sort of russet colour. I work in a sandwich shop during the day and live in a small apartment on the lower rent side of town. I live by myself with a lazy cat, a bursting wardrobe and a collection of anime that is threatening to push me out of my own bed. So when I saw our new resident, I could tell he didn’t look right it didn't take long to work out that he was a monster in disguise, a fearsome predator doing his best to pretend to be human. He doesn't fool me with his heavy clothes and shapeless hat. I watched him when he arrived at his door one day, I saw how his back seemed to ripple as if there was something writhing beneath his coat, desperate to get free. He doesn't walk well as if his legs are finding it hard to be rigid and his skin is a pale green colour, barely noticeable underneath his disguise but I saw. And I will see more, oh yes.

The first thing to do was introduce myself. He was new to the block and although some people like to hang out together, most folk never leave their flats once inside. I had to change that. I arrived home mid-afternoon so it was easy to sit on my balcony and wait for him to arrive, the mysterious Mr Jones as most people knew him. It was a hot summer's day and it was easy to spot him shuffling down the street in his heavy coat, trying his best not to bump into anyone on the way. His shuffling walk was painful to watch, like a fish out of water. I thought it was cute. As he came in the front door, I opened the one to my apartment, smoothing down the t-shirt I was wearing and stepped out to meet him as he came up the stairs.

Hiya! I said, waving and giving