Tentacle Master (Book 1)

By Ari Ito

Tentacle Master is an erotic adventure of the literary hentai variety, intended for adult audiences only!

Masako, age eighteen, has it all: straight-A grades, more athletic talent than anybody she knows, and a killer body that drives her classmates--male and female alike--wild.

All Masako wanted to do was go to the mall after class and buy a new bra. But little did she know that her favorite shortcut through the park would lead her on a path to horrors beyond human imagination. After following the sound of muffled cries, Masako discovers the school nurse being ravaged by a tentacled monstrosity! And, even worse, Masako soon finds herself an object of this otherworldly creature's insidious desires. With no hope of resistance, Masako can only submit to the carnal pleasures of her monstrous captor--but will she ever escape being bound and enslaved to the sadistic perversions of the 'Tentacle Master?'

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ari Ito
• Release date: Jan 30, 2017

Ari Ito

Hi, I'm Ari Ito. Hentai lover. Erotica author. Smut emperor.

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Tentacle Master (Book 1)

Ari Ito

First Kindle Edition, October 2016

Published by Fantasy Xtreme

Art by AngeroX

Copyright © 2016 by Ari Ito

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by an information storage and retrieval system—except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in a review to be printed in a magazine or newspaper—without permission in writing from the publisher.

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

TENTACLE MASTER

BOOK 1

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1: Masako's First Time

Chapter 2: Host

Chapter 3: Loose Ends

CHAPTER ONE: MASAKO’S FIRST TIME

Masako Sakura, age eighteen, had it all: straight-A grades, more athletic talent than anybody she knew, and her own trait of which she’d been most fond—a body like a supermodel. She was taller than most of the girls in her school, though not excessively so, had perfect skin, glossy shoulder-length black hair, and a figure like an hourglass. Best of all, her seventy-five centimeter bust easily put her into a G-cup (though it had been a few months since she’d purchased new lingerie, and those old bras were getting difficult to fasten).

Masako smiled as she thought about it; it was a problem, sure, but it was a good problem to have. Plenty of the girls in her class would kill to be in her shoes. And the guys? They’d kill to be up her skirt, and she knew it. Thanks to her ample figure, Masako even had to wear a custom-tailored uniform shirt and cardigan to accommodate her bust. With this she always wore her pleated uniform skirt and thigh-high socks which rose just inches shy of the hem of her skirt.

As a result of her bombshell appearance, Masako could get pretty much whatever she wanted from her male classmates, not to mention the two lesbians in her study hall. The lesbians were in a mutual relationship already, but she could tell by the way they looked at her that neither would mind a three-way. Though Masako wasn’t a lesbian herself, none of the guys quite measured up to her elevated standards. All the same, she took special amusement in the knowledge that most of the girls at school resented her