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The tentacle monster didn't notice the mystery crew inside of it's territory, the house where disappearances were known to happen, as it was asleep.

What started it waking up though is a soft voice muttering "I can't see without my glasses"

This creature is fiercely territorial and even before feeling her bump into its fleshy body it decided she needed to die.

Velma didn't see it coming, quite literally, as the tentacles grabbed her by the arms and legs. She let out a shocked gasp as a tentacle forced it's way into her throat…some removed her shoes and socks revealing bare feet then began rubbing on them. Enjoying the softness of her flesh,

The toes curled up as she struggled to get free… The tentacle reached down her throat and was well pass the point of asphyxiating her.

there was another tentacle that reached for her cloth panties, moving them aside before violating her womanhood.

She couldn't scream and couldn't move at all… Her face was turning red as the tentacle in her cunny was depositing eggs into her…

The ones on her soft soles would just be there for the creatures amusement but it saw Velma as the vessel of its eggs…and the vessel needed to be dead as the decaying flesh provided the warmth the eggs needed.

Velma was still clothed as her face turned purple…then she stopped moving…

It then deposited eggs into her lungs to ensure death would occur, an evolutionary instinct.

When it dropped Velmas motionless form with a thud. The body shook and spasmed before lying still…

Over the month as her body decayed the eggs hatched, many healthy tentacle monsters…Velmas corpse was a mother.

(I hope this is okay, I have a fever and feel sick so I hope I did the prompt well)