Monster Corp. 5

Setting: Earth.
Ships: Metal Tentacle Monster / Toijvo Tabi.
Characters: Toijvo Tabi (m human), unnamed scientists.

Warnings & Triggers
  • whipping

  • Other Topics Included
  • teratophilia

    It wasn't comfortable wearing a string bikini, even if it was a simulation and the beach not real. The waves licking Toijvo's ankles weren't, either. The grinding of metal in his ears, though, that was real.

    They had captured the strange metal beast, with an octopus-like body and a rhino's limbs attached to the head of an eagle, some months back in a large operation on the Colombian coast. Now, it was one of the monsters contained in the nuclear-proof cages at the Monster Corp. prisons, that the agents sometimes trained against.

    The scientists had been working on new weapons to counter monsters, and this was the first of several trial runs that Toijvo had to participate in. Why he had to wear a bikini and lather himself in sunscreen on a fake beach under flourescent lights though, he didn't know. Maybe water was this beasts natural habitat, but that didn't explain the rest.

    His gun had petal-penetrating bullets loaded in it, and he had belts fll of core cartridges. But he felt so exposed.

    The first few bullets flew too high, as he had to jump out of the monster's reach as it aimed strikes toward him. He ran to cover behind a large boulder, from where he could aim and properly hit the monster.

    He should have known that it wasn't just a matter of improved ballistics that he was testing. When he reloaded his gun, he saw the monster twitch, tentacles spasming. A loud whirring came from the creature, a sound like a screaming tea kettle mixed with a train hitting the emergency brakes on a rusty track. He darted away, and let out a shout as a tentacle wrapped around his ankle. Toijvo dropped the gun by instinct, to be able to catch himself as he landed on the beach.

    He scraped his scarred skin on the coarse sand as he rolled over, picking his gun up and aiming it at the beast.

    It pulled him closer, struck the gun out of his hand, and pinned him to the ground. When it leapt, Toijvo felt fear rush through him. He let out a cry, which turned into a whimper as the large metal monster landed in the sand in front of him.

    A hard tentacle struck Toijvo in the stomach, and he groaned in pain. The metal was uncomfortably cold, its grip tight, and the strike made a red mark bloom on his skin. The beast pulled at his legs, and slid under his bikini bottom. "Aphrodisiacs for monsters?! Why the fuck!!" he yelled, wiggling in the monster's grip. He was used to taking things up the ass but fuck if he wanted a metal tentacle in him. "You know it works, now stop it!"

    "Negative. Persist, Agent Tabi," the infuriatingly calm voice of the head scientist came through the speaker, tinny and unfeeling, ignoring Toijvo's struggles, and the way he cried out as a slender tentacle tip slid ruthlessly into his ass. He would have three of them inside, one in his mouth, when the beast was finally tranquilized and Toijvo was rescued from its assault.

    If only that was the last of the trials, but of course it wasn't.

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