Seaboard Gander Iohn gritted his teeth, his hands clutching tightly on the jet ski’s handlebar as he sped away from the Resistance’s motorboat. He had just completed a mission for Penni, his current mistress, against the heroes and now he had to escape from them. After an adrenaline-fueled car chase on the Radical Highway, Iohn had reached the pier, stolen a jet ski and sped off towards deep sea, hoping to get out of territorial waters to avoid being caught by the Resistance forces, which were gaining on him pretty fast. “STOP RIGHT THERE, OR WE’LL HAVE TO SHOOT YOUR VEHICLE DOWN!” said the voice of the ship’s captain. Iohn answered by flipping them off and accelerated, beginning to move in a zig-zag formation to try and confuse them. The men on the boat groaned, unable to properly aim at him, then gasped as he pulled out a contraption made out of a bottle of oil and a Red Wispon container. Iohn tossed it towards them and the makeshift molotov exploded, engulfing the bow of the ship in fire. Iohn smirked again and sped away from the ship as its occupants were busy trying to control the blaze. “Dammit, he escaped!” grunted one of the sailors. “Fear naught.” said the captain, blowing a ring of smoke from his pipe. “Winds of storms are risin’ from where that rapscallion has fled. Let the sea deal with him.” he commented, watching the horizon as, from afar, he could see the dark clouds forming. Away from the ship, Iohn recollected himself and got ready to launch a signal for the rest of Penni’s crew to find him, when his ears flicked and he turned to face west, only now acknowledging the upcoming storm. Soon, the once clear sky was overrun with dark gray clouds, sounds of wind and thunder could be heard and the first droplets of rain began to fall. He gritted his teeth and started the jet ski again, trying to go past the storm to launch the signal. However, the wind began growing, and so did the waves he navigated, which soon grew to the size of a small building. He closed one eye as the wind and rain grew in strength as he tried to make his way around the waves but soon he was left with no option but to go up and over them, the sea looked like it was rebelling against him. The waves thrashed the little jet ski around ruthlessly, almost making him fall a couple times, but he managed to hang on. He had to. His mistress counted on him for the mission. So he held on to the handlebar as much as he could, but eventually a wave stronger than the other managed to capsize the jet ski, sending Iohn plummeting into the furious, cold water. He struggled to stay afloat, and then, right as another wave was about to hit him, right in the middle of the rainstorm, he actually thought he could see some islands. That sight grew darker and blurrier as he got dragged underwater, his consciousness fading as he passed out… He didn’t know how much time had passed, but when he finally began to come back to his senses, he could feel sand under him. Groaning, Iohn managed to sit up, holding and shaking his head as he coughed out some water. “Uugghh… W-What the? Where… Where am I?” he asked himself. His eyes, burning from the salty water, began to get adjusted to the light and they showed him that he was on a beach, far into the horizon he could still see the storm raging on, but where he was the sky was clear and the sun was high. It had to have been noon or near that hour, so Iohn shakily got up and looked around himself, assessing his surroundings. To his left, he saw a cliff. On the right, nothing but sand, sea and the jet ski, useless since the hull had been breached by a rock. Behind him was a lush, green forest. Prioritizing getting in contact with Penni since his radio was busted, so he had no way of contacting the base, he opted to head for the forest to gather enough wood to build a rescue signal, along with some food and water since he was there. He trekked through the forest, actually finding tons of exotic fruit to gather, a clear pond of drinkable water which he could gather in the coconut shells he got and all the wood he could chop off. He got everything he needed, went back to the beach and rolled down everything on a palm leaf, beginning to construct the signal first and foremost. It took him some time, seeing how he needed to make it as big as possible, but eventually he did it. Huffing, he flopped on the ground and admired the huge bonfire he built. Chuckling to himself, he cracked open a coconut and conceded himself some well earned sips of fresh milk. Next thing he needed was to light it up, which he did after using some of the jet ski’s oil and two rocks to spark up a huge fire. He sat down next to it, staring at the huge flame reaching for the sky. The tiredness of the day finally got to him and he let out a big yawn, smacking his lips as his eyes got droopy. “So tired… Can’t… stop to rest… Need to stay awake… in case someone spots me…” he muttered to himself, though the fight against his own tiredness was one he was not gonna win. For about 20 minutes after that, Iohn was already asleep by the bonfire as his body’s physical exhaustion and condition was too much for Iohn’s post hypnotic loyalty. He slept soundly. The deepest he's ever slept since being taken by Penni. He had no idea how many hours she would have him be up, how long she would have him do her bidding before even conceding to him the grace of feeling tired, of closing his eyes and just… rest. All through the night, though, he felt something. A voice talking to him in his slumber. A voice similar to that of Penni, but… While her voice was delightful to hear and her commands oh so soothing, it carried a big deal of harshness, since she expected only the best from her men and especially from Iohn. The voice he heard throughout the night was… sweeter. Not as sweet as Penni but still… more caring, in a way. It showed him flashes. Images of a cave hidden between the rocks of the cliff. It told him with the same stern yet sweet sound as Penni’s commands to go there first time in the morning, that all of the answers to his problems he would find there. All through the night he listened to the voice’s subliminal messages, twisting and turning on the sand, lulled by the bonfire’s warmth soothing his exhausted body and sheltering him from the cold of the night. As the sun began to shine, Iohn grunted, stretching and yawning as he felt much more refreshed. He got up, cracking his back a bit, then his head immediately turned to the cliff. He didn’t even notice he was headed towards it, it was instinctual for him. The closer he got to the cliff, the more clear the voice calling to him felt. It called to him. Only him. The sound of it was irresistible. Only the words of Penni could make Iohn stop his baseline instincts. It had to be Penni, it made sense to follow this voice even with its slight unfamiliarity. Step after step, he trudged through the sand and began to make his way through the rocks coming out of the sea like the claws of an ancient giant beast. In the horizon, the storm hadn’t stopped: the sky was still dark and some lightning could be seen, but none of that mattered to the hedgehog as he moved gracefully past each ridge, each rock, until he found himself right in front of the cave he saw in his dreams. It was much bigger than he thought it was. It was big enough to house a whole aircraft carrier… and then some! It was pretty dark in there and it seemed like there was no way to go inside it from the sea, since the current was too strong. Sure he could make it with the jet ski, but it was unusable, and any makeshift raft would’ve been torn to shreds by the currents and the rocks lining the entrance of the cave. He stopped and leaned on the side of the cliff to ponder on what to do. Although, to be perfectly honest, he didn’t even know why he got there in the first place anymore, nor who was that who spoke to him. It couldn’t have been the mistress, she was too far away to speak to him and the radio was destroyed. So who could…? His thoughts were interrupted when a big shadow was casted on him and some water dropped on his hair. He looked behind him slowly and… what he saw made him shrink his eyes: it was a tentacle! A tentacle the size of a train! It was huge, thick and long, covered in gray and purple scales which shimmered in the sunlight. It was lined up with suckers as big as Iohn himself! Iohn was petrified, he had never seen anything like that in all of his life! He was brought back to his senses only when the massive tentacle dropped on him, needing only one loop to cover him from chest to toes, pinning his arms to his sides. “H-HEY!” he shouted, gritting his teeth and immediately began to struggle, but to no avail. To the tentacle, he was but a speck. Something that wouldn’t have had a chance of escaping, not even in a billion years. It didn’t even need to tighten its grip to hold him still. Stil, Iohn squirmed the best he could as the tentacle rearranged around him and dragged him inside the cave, his grunts and calls for help swallowed by the darkness and the rocky walls of the cave. While the tentacle kept reeling back to the depths of the cave, Iohn continued to struggle and squirm in its squishy, yet steel-strong grip. Dejected, he saw that the tentacle formed some sort of cone around his body, the thicker part of it pressing firmly against his chest and belly. (Gh… I don’t know what this thing is, but I have to escape quickly and find a way back to my mistress…) he thought, gritting his teeth and wiggling his shoulders. (No… I think I should stay…) the voice in his mind echoed, mimicking his own voice so that it may have sounded like one of his thoughts. “That… That wasn’t my thoughts… WHO’S DOING THIS?! NNNGGGHHH!!! YOU…GET OUT OF MY HEAD! You…” Iohn stopped talking as he was brought in front of the owner of the tentacle. It was a… a… honestly, trying to describe the creature’s species was hard. It was a massive aquatic Mobian with purple and gray scales, weird tentacle-like hair which were longer on the left side and shorter on the right and eight, massive tentacles sprawling all over the round room and covering the walls. But the eyes of the creature… Now those definitely drew attention. They had a black sclera, at the very center of it two small orange orbs flared, like two stars in the dark of the night. The only way this creature could be described was… marvelous. The entity was of a beauty unlike anything Iohn had ever seen, except maybe for his mistress… Maybe? Why… Why did he have any doubt on the fact that his current captor could be held on the same level as Penni? The pure sight of this creature, who eyed Iohn with unbridled curiosity while leaning its head on its palm, was dangerous to the hedgehog, so he looked away and resumed his struggle. (Why am I struggling? It’s pointless…) the voice echoed again in his head. “S-SHUT UP! I KNOW THIS IS NOT ME! THIS… THIS IS YOU!” Iohn shouted at the creature, who blinked. It was as if it wasn’t expecting Iohn to be aware of when someone messed with his mind. “...Never before had I met someone with such high mental resistance…” the creature spoke, its voice echoing on the tentacle-covered walls was clearly that of a male. “And yet… your mind is already being plagued…” added the entity, bringing Iohn closer to inspect him. Iohn gritted his teeth, up close the creature was… admittedly even more stunning. Those eyes felt like they could stare directly in his soul. “NNNGGGHHH… NNNGGGHHH… I… I d-don’t know what you’re talking about! My mind isn’t plagued by anything!” Iohn shouted amidst his fruitless attempts to free himself. “Hm… It appears the hold on your subconscious is stronger than I expected, little one…” mused the creature, opting to let go of Iohn and settling him on his huge palm. Iohn stretched and looked up, seeing the eyes of the creature on him, so bright that he had to shelter his face lest he got blinded by him. “Why do you seek refuge from my gaze? I just want to look at you…” said the entity. “Hrgh… Your gaze could blind me…” Iohn grunted. The monster seemed to understand and moved away, still keeping his eyes on Iohn. “Apologies, tiny. My name is Xander. What brings you to my island?” asked the entity, bowing slightly his head. “‘Your’ island?” asked Iohn, folding his arms. He was particularly piqued against the “tiny” comment, even though it was true: Iohn WAS tiny compared to him. “Indeed. My island. I have lived here since I first opened my eyes.” Xander nodded. “And although I prefer solitude, it is nice to receive company, Iohn the Hedgehog.” As Xander said that, Iohn lost his composure. “How… How do you know my name?!” he asked, then stopped “...You’re a telepath?” “That I am, and so much more.” Xander nodded again. “So… What do you want from me?” asked Iohn, raising a brow. “What I want cannot be said. Allow me to show you, instead.” was all that Xander replied. “Hmf, and now he speaks in rhymes. Great… Huh?!” he yelped as he got wrapped up to below his chest by the massive tentacle again and hoisted off his hand. Iohn growled slightly, placed his hands on the loop around his stomach and legs and began to pull with all his might, twisting and turning as he did. Again, to no avail. Xander was just too strong. All he needed to incapacitate his prey was to loosen up the coil a bit, letting Iohn’s hands slip inside, and then tighten again, pinning his arms to his sides once more. Iohn gasped and struggled, his only fleeting way of fighting back taken away from him again. He felt the squishy skin of the tentacle roll and ripple against his fur, the admittedly nice feeling of the soft and wet scales rubbing against his skin and the slightly harder texture of the suction cups pressing against his chest and arms, almost kissing him as they pressed and popped away from him. He then felt added weight so, amidst his struggles, he opened an eye, seeing more tentacles crowding onto him. They began to wrap over and around the loop formed around him, soon covering more and more of him until only his head was free from the newly made sphere of tentacles. He grunted as now the extra limbs made it so he could not escape no matter what, their weight and strength highly outmatching Iohn’s capabilities as of now. Still, he gritted his teeth and pathetically wiggled his head as his ears were filled by the sound of the wet, squishy skin rolling and rippling continuously against his body. It truly felt like he had been captured by a sea of tentacles. “HNF… HNF… HNF… HHHGGGHHH!!!” he panted and squirmed again, halted by the sphere slightly compressing, all the tentacles tightened their grip and squeezed him slightly, just to stop his struggles. “It’s futile. There’s nothing on this planet that can escape me.” stated Xander, his massive face studying Iohn as he kept struggling. “HHHRRRGGGHHH!!! S-SAYS YOU!! NOW LET ME G-MMPPHH?!!” The hedgehog’s scream of anger was muffled as a tentacle tip rolled over his mouth, gagging him. “There’s no need for such aggression. Relax. Let this happen.” Xander spoke calmly as Iohn kept shaking his head to remove the appendage from his mouth. He then felt dragged inside the sphere and tried to fight it, but soon enough, he found himself in complete darkness. He was now completely trapped. He struggled and groaned, he couldn’t see a thing and all around he could feel the squishy, moist flesh pressing and rubbing on his whole form, accompanied by the small creaks of the rubbery flesh as it rolled all over him. He could feel the massive suction cups “smooch” his entire body, making him let out a small “Mmmmm…!!” as they pressed and released on his chest, belly, back and limbs, the latter of which kept firmly still by the fleshy tentacles. Each squirm he’d make would be smothered by a small tug, making him leave perfectly still as he had no idea what Xander had programmed. The enclosed space, in which somehow Iohn was still able to breathe, was very hot and humid, which made him sweat, helping the tentacles rippling all over him better. Between the thorough “massage” the tentacles were giving him and the hot air he was breathing, he began to feel like he was passing out. Maybe that was Xander’s plan? But… then what? Iohn failed to grasp on what the creature wanted, even thinking was beginning to get hard and soon, small squeeze after small squeeze, he eventually blacked out, slipping into yet another slumber. When he began to come back, he felt heavy. Really heavy. He felt as if his entire body had been dipped in concrete, only being able to move his head a little. Then, as his sight returned, he gasped: he was almost completely submerged in tentacles! Only his head came out of an almost endless writhing sea of shimmering squishy flesh, holding him down with their heft. He could barely tell where the rest of his body was, although he could feel that his arms were being stretched and trapped under his back and so were his legs. He gritted his teeth, trying desperately to move.,.. anything, really! But, as before, nothing. The tentacles were too strong. Matter of fact, they also looked… smaller? They used to outsize him with their thickness and now they were barely thicker than his arms. A sudden weight on his chest made him lose a bit of air and, as he opened his eyes, he saw Xander staring almost right into his soul. He yelped and turned his head, not wanting to stare in his eyes. For some reason, his eyes really scared him. “W-What happened? W-Why are you doing this?” he asked, gritting his teeth, earning a head tilt from Xander. “I wanted you to be comfortable before the mating.” he said, as innocent as a boy but with the deep voice and body of an adult. Iohn widened his eyes. “E-EXCUSE ME?!!” he shouted, his voice getting shrill. Did he hear that right? Xander captured Iohn… to MATE with him?! “Yes, I did, Was that not clear enough?” asked Xander, tilting his head again. “I…! First of all, that’s rude. Don’t just read into other people’s minds without consent. Second, WHO THE HELL DOES THAT??!! You can’t just kidnap people and force them to mate with you!” Iohn growled, trying to lift himself up but Xander gently pushed his head back down,. pinning the rest of the hedgehog’s body down with his body weight and the strength of his tentacles. “I’m not forcing you to do it.” he said, making Iohn blink as he kept trying to squirm. “Th-Then why…?” Iohn asked, confused and a little scared. “Questions, questions… You should really relax your mind, little hedgehog. That’s why I wrapped you up. To help you relax.” Xander shook his head a lòittle bit, the tiniest of curves forming on the edge of his mouth to make a small confident smile. “NNNGGGHHH!!! DO! I! LOOK! RELAXED! TO YOU?!” Iohn shouted, constantly thrashing and squirming under Xander’s powerful grip. “Not yet… But that’s the best part.” said the entity, gently cupping Iohn’s cheeks and rubbing the edges of his mouth with his thumbs. “And I promise you, when I’m done with you, all this stress, anxiety and anger will leave. And be replaced with relaxation, happiness… and bliss…” Xander sensually lowered his voice as he spoke, getting closer to Iohn as he made sure that his prey’s gaze was fixated on his. Xander took his hands to Iohn’s cheeks and sensually rubbed them. Not applying any force in prying the hedgehog’s eyes open. Rather gentle touches and finger strokes along his face as if a blind person ‘seeing’ someone for the first time. Iohn kept his eyes shut as this went alone but the gentle nature of this took him aback. All Iohn was thinking about was not breaking down against this creature. He was loyal to his mistress, Penni, and wouldn’t let anyone or anything break his loyalty to her. “You’re fiercely loyal to a fault. Your life is centered around this trait. Even when twisted, your heart is densely fortified.”, Xander spoke, not through his mouth but within Iohn’s own head. “NO! STAY! OUT!”, Iohn screamed struggling more. Xander then took a few of his tentacles around Iohn’s head, as some type of way to concentrate and peer more deep inside of Iohn. Mental images and flashes could be seen, felt, as if Xander was living out portions of Iohn’s life. But he saw a clear image of the one who had her strings over Iohn. A visual manifestation of Penni’s hold over Iohn. It was her holding Iohn in multiple chains with a marionette controller. Xander looked at this snake woman’s vestige and sneered. “This one’s abilities are like that of a real snake’s venom. But the hook she gives her victims with her mental attacks tastes of honey. Look at how strained you are with her as whom you dedicate your loyalty to.”, Xander looked at the image of Iohn being chained to Penni. And in an instant life sparked into this version and Iohn responded. “But she’s my mistress. My life is to be in service to her.” Xander holds Iohn by the wrists and gestures to him to look down at them. Iohn sees the painful wrapping these chains held on him. The near bone breaking sounds they make from the slightest of movements. With a wave of Xander’s hand, one of the chains over Iohn vanished in an instant. And just like that Iohn felt lighter, better… “Of course it should feel better, Iohn. That is what you will have when you let your walls down for me. My eyes may be bright, but it won’t hurt you. Nor will it blind you. It will only be the way towards a more loving relationship between master and servant.”, Xander offered. Iohn touched his free wrist and could feel the first senses of freedom he’d had in many days. This new path being offered… there’s a sense of inhibition. Like a feeling that all the masks and thoughts suppressed are left unchecked if Iohn allows himself to let this Xander delve further into his psyche. “You are quite right, Iohn. When you let me remove these shackles, I take away all of your inhibitions. And…you have many aspects about yourself you hide.” Xander, as if flipping through pictures on a phone, swiped his arm to see another facet of Iohn’s life. His uniquely recurring happenstance of bedding many individuals. “Let me remove these things holding you back. Your sense of loyalty not only comes from a source of love, but also a passionate lover at that. Your ‘mistress’...Ahhhh, she exploited this fact already. But while it may have been a joyous union for you, in reality it was among the most loveless of mating as I have witnessed. But I promise you, open your eyes to me, and I will let you be your passionate and loving self.” Another of Iohn’s chains broke apart. Now one around his leg was free, half of his body now free. “How do you know so much of me? You can’t know…I don’t…”, Iohn paused. A look of disbelief, shock, denial, acceptance, anger, confusion, doubt, uncertainty. A gambit of so many emotions over the fact that Iohn himself knew less about who he was compared to everyone else. This realization was beyond Penni’s own hypnosis reprogramming. This was at the core of the hedgehog’s own issues. And with the storm of emotions so chaotic and powerful, Xander watched, as Iohn’s own strength and raw outburst took hold of the snake woman’s chains within his mind. The ones that Xander had previously broke away returned as in reality Xander made Iohn perceive them to be broken. Xander was curious at how much Iohn’s mental fortitude was strong. He was about to witness for himself. Iohn roared, as if the muffled screams from one's own nightmares that are made silent, as he tried ripping the shackles out of his mind. The mental symbolism of Penni’s puppet controller began becoming strained. As the chains symbolizing the strings were being ripped out from the wooden planks. Iohn felt his arms and ankles feel more sore than anything. But he just let out all his primal screams out and through sheer force of will broke free himself. Xander with his tentacle body towering over Iohn. “Now do you see?” Iohn slowly lifted his head, and with no further resistance, both in his mind and in reality, looked Xander straight into his eyes. He was met with Xander’s orange eyes, except now they looked even brighter. But… it wasn’t an unpleasant brightness. Far from it. It was kind of… soothing? Like, Penni’s hypnosis was a constant swirl of colors bombarding his mind, but… Xander’s gaze was less confusing. Less chaotic. Penni’s had overloaded his senses with pleasure that overwhelmed him. Like it smothered his consciousness. Xander’s made him feel good too but it was more of a gentle easing in. Like Iohn could process every once of bliss being sent into his brain, as this bright orange aura they emanated. Pulses of calming orange seeped from his eyes, almost taking a physical form as slowly, Iohn’s eyes began to change. From their normal blue, they slowly changed into orange, mimicking Xander’s eyes. His pupils grew twice as big as he kept staring, a cascade of endorphin and oxytocin flowed from Xander’s eyes right into Iohn’s, filling him to the brim with all the love and affection the kraken felt for him. He could feel it in his hands, which now felt warmer and nicer than before. Each stroke made his fur stand on edge and colored Iohn’s cheeks a deep red. Up until this point, he had never stared at something, or someone, so flat out… beautiful. It was like he was glowing in the faint light of the cavern. Tears of elation began to form and stream down Iohn’s cheeks as his lips quivered. Words tried so desperately to form in his mouth. Before anything, Xander gently laid a finger on his lips and whispered: “I know… I know…”, repeating those two words as he brought his face closer to Iohn, his hair tentacles draping down his head as he got closer… closer… When their lips met, Iohn was utterly broken. The effects of Xander’s hypnosis had stimulated his brain to the point where even just a kiss was enough to feel ten times better than anything naughty he and Penni had ever done. The softness and slight saltiness of the kraken’s lips, the tenderness with which he held the hedgehog’s lips, the delicate smell of marine breeze he emanated… This was, without a doubt, among the best kisses Iohn had ever received. Xander kept kissing only his lips, a small, tender gesture of affection after who knows how many days of servitude Iohn was forced to endure. The kraken could feel Iohn’s body shift underneath his tentacles. He was trying to get comfortable, and Xander let him, loosening his grip just enough so that Iohn could make himself comfy. (W-Why… Why does this… f-feel so… g-good…?!) Iohn’s voice cried out in Xander’s mind. (Because it’s what you deserve.) Xander replied. (You’re a good man, Iohn. And good men are rewarded.) he said, simple as that, while his hands slipped behind his guest’s quills and hugged his head closer to Xander’s, slightly deepening the kiss. (MMMMMM… M-Mo-ore…) Iohn cried out again, tears kept streaming down his eyes. (What’s the hurry, little one? We have the entire night in front of us. It’s been years since my last visitor… Years since I got to hold someone as I’m holding you right now. I’m going to take my time with you, shower you with every sign of affection I know. And I won’t stop until you feel every single way a man like you can and should be loved.) Xander replied, he was much more talkative and… suave when talking through his mind. He sounds almost… teasing with the way he spoke. Like if he wanted to, and was probably going to, keep sexually bullying him all night long. With a deep sigh and a small groan, Iohn accepted his fate: he was Xander’s plaything now. His life belonged to the kraken as long as he had his tentacles around him. Unable to move and think without his permission. He truly and absolutely belonged to him… and yet this felt nothing like Penni’s power. His hypnosis felt LEAGUES more passionate and sincere, more refined too since he probably had Chaos knows how many years to perfect it. He disclosed one eye and saw Xander moving away slightly, pulling out his tongue and dragging it slowly and sensually across his lips. Iohn squeaked, that’s the only way the sound he made could be described, and blushed even harder as Xander licked his guest’s lips. Iohn slightly opened his mouth and, right on cue, Xander went back to kissing him, only deeper this time and he pushed his tongue in too. A full-fledged French kiss. Xander even tilted his head to get a better access to the hedgehog’s mouth, their tongues coiled and stroked each other in a wet dance between their mouths. Right on cue, the tentacles resumed stroking and massaging the rest of Iohn’s body too, the suckers pressed and popped all over him again to “smooch” his body as well. The cascade of sensations began to drive the hedgehog mad with pleasure. He arched his back as much as the tentacles submerging him allowed him too and wiggled his hips while he slowly but steadily began to get hard. Xander felt that and, while continuing to smooch him as deeply and tenderly as he could, he made a way for Iohn’s hard member to pop out from the writhing sea of flesh. It stood out proudly in the air, wiggling a bit as the fresh air tickled Iohn’s tip a bit. Xander pulled away slowly from Iohn’s mouth, slurping his tongue back in his mouth inch by inch. Iohn desperately tried to keep it in by tightening his lips, but in the end he lost the little tug of war game and the tongue returned to its owner’s mouth. “You’re a great kisser, Iohn.” Xander whispered sensually, laying on the side and tilting Iohn’s head with one hand so as to keep staring at his eyes, watching him slowly pant and blush. Xander got closer, rubbing his forehead onto Iohn’s and nuzzling their faces together to elicit a purr from him. Iohn then squeaked again as the tentacles closed in on his member’s root, slightly clamping on it. He moaned through his teeth, feeling the suckers smooch the root of his rod. “Is it this hard because of me? I’m flattered…” Xander purred directly in Iohn’s ear, nibbling and suckling on the tip, which had the hedgehog moan much louder this time. As that happened, the tentacles began to scale his cock, crowding on it like needy puppies and acting as if they all wanted to hold him. More breathy moans escaped the hedgehog’s lips as the fleshy appendages scaled his cock, coiling along the neck and tip. “You sure know how to make someone feel wanted…” Xander kept whispering, his voice was so low and deep it resounded in Iohn’s mind. He gave Iohn’s cheek a slow, drawn out lick, which made his cock throb. “This… This is what I’ve missed… An adorable little morsel squirming in my grip as they offer their body to me… Will you be that? Will you be my cute little morsel? Will you let me watch you squirm, struggle and moan in my grasp as I tend to your every sexual need, as I explore frontiers of pleasure that you have only dreamt of?” Xander asked, moving up to top Iohn again, breathing deeply on his face and making him breathe in his breezy scent. As Iohn muttered a submissive: “Y-Yes…”, Xander smirked slightly as his tentacles began to move up and down and all around his new morsel’s member. Iohn moaned again as the tendrils pressed their hefty girth all over his root, neck and tip at the same time, smooching his hot rod with their suckers and fondling his ballsack too. A tentacle slid over his eyes, blindfolding him and enhancing the experience tenfolds. Now that he couldn’t see, the rubbing and smooching of his penis felt many times better. He could just focus on his feeling of touch and hearing, feeling the continuous small smooches coming from his groin and the restless sound of the tentacles continuing to roll and squirm on his tiny body. He truly feeled minuscule compared to him, even in his more contained form Xander felt larger than life. He was his entire world now. A feeling that… that got only amplified as Xander kissed him again, greedily slurping on his lips as his tongue burrowed deep in his mouth again. A faint moan escaped Iohn’s lips as Xander tasted his mouth again, while the tentacles on his member picked up speed a bit. Their voices mashed together in a magnificent blend of moans and purrs mixing in with the constant smooching of the suction cups which hadn’t relented at all. Two particularly naughty suckers had attached to his nipples and refused to let go, pulling and stretching on them to make Iohn moan even more. He shivered as a tentacle “licked” between his buttcheeks, two more holding onto and spreading his muscular buttcheeks to give way. He felt Xander pull away from his mouth again, leaving Iohn’s mouth agape, and didn’t see him dangle a tentacle in front of his mouth. “Open wide~” Xander chuckled. Iohn kept his mouth open and allowed the tentacle to slide right in, stuffing his cheeks with the spongy, thick flesh. At the same time, the tentacle pushed inside Iohn’s ass, making him moan loud and arch his back, a few spurts of pre already leaking from between the tentacles still pleasing his member. Xander chuckled again and began thrusting slowly but surely inside Iohn’s tight, warm holes. Now lewder noises came out from the tentacle sea, mixing along with the rest of the noises. Xander laid on the ide, taking in the wonderful view of Iohn moaning his heart out and attempting to struggle. Matter of fact was, even when free he wouldn’t be able to move an inch. The pleasure he was feeling was too much. He began sweating even more, the tentacles smeared his sweat on his entire body, and his blush couldn’t grow any redder. More sweat mixed with drool and tears of bliss streamed down his face, making a mess out of him as the tentacles picked up speed and thrusted in his holes. “Pretty big, huh?” asked Xander, getting closer to him and whispering: “Imagine how that’ll feel when I fill you with my d-”. He couldn’t finish the sentence. Just hearing his sensual voice again was enough for Iohn to release. Thick white streams flew out from the tentacles, which clamped tight on his member, squeezing it as he orgasmed. Muffled moans came out of his mouth as his tired body arched and squirmed underneath the many layers of tentacles holding it. Xander took some and licked it off his finger, smacking his lips. “Hmm… Not bad. I want more.” he hissed sensually. Iohn felt the tentacle move away from one of his eyes, making him squint his eye as he saw Xander turning to face Iohn’s manhood. At the same time, Iohn was greeted with another tentacle. This one, however, came from the center of Xander’s body, it was shorter and bulkier than the others and the tip was more rounded, almost… phallic. Iohn gulped: was that his member?! He saw Xander glancing at him, nodding towards his penis as it got closer to his mouth. Its tip poked gently his lips, rubbing on them a bit to leave a bit of its taste on them. It was salty and slightly reminded him of fish. He felt his own penis being relieved from the tentacles, and still being hard. One of Xander’s hands wrapped around the root while his tongue got out and began to slowly lick the tip, savoring him. The hedgehog moaned: the kraken’s tongue on his penis felt great! It was so slick and wet and hot… It coiled around his tip completely and pistoned up and down a bit, then moved down to the neck until it reached the root before Xander licked his way back up. Prompted by this. Iohn began to lick his tip too, getting used to the texture and taste of it until he began to crave it too. They kept licking each other for a bit before Xander called Iohn’s attention to his face, looking at him with eager eyes and Iohn looked back with the same need. They both nodded and pushed each other’s cock into the other’s mouth. Of the two, Iohn moaned the hardest: Xander’s member tasted divine and it was just the right size to fit his mouth without causing too much discomfort. All that mixed in with how simply perfect the kraken’s mouth felt! It was warm, moist and tight and the tongue coiled all around his rod to add in to the feeling. Xander was more quiet than Iohn but he nevertheless looked and sounded like he was enjoying himself. They both moaned and hummed a bit before beginning to suck each other off, though Xander had the clear advantage because the suckers continued to smooch Iohn and the tentacle up his ass kept pushing inside him, pressing against his deepest spot to elicit more cries of bliss from him. They bobbed their heads up and down on each other’s members, sucking and licking it as deep and as passionately as they could and moaning delightfully. So far, Iohn had only ever sucked dick once, and it was with Amur. Yet this felt even better, in some way. Held by loving tentacles who constantly smooched and teased him, with a hot kraken guy sucking him off and making Iohn suck him off too, while one of said tentacles pumped up and down inside his butt… This was even wilder than his wildest wet dream. Both kept sucking each other off, making each other feeling good as their members throbbed violently in each other’s mouth. (OOHH… OOOHHH… OOOOHHHH!!! TH-THIS FEELS G-GREAT!!) Iohn cried out in their telepathic link. (It does… More… More… I want you to enjoy this more… I want to enjoy you more… Be not afraid to stain me with your milk…) Xander replied, even if it was calmer his voice did sound more pleased than before. Both kept bobbing their heads faster on each other until, with a combined moan, both came. Streams of thick white goo flowed in each other’s mouth and both of them purred and moaned as their tongues tasted the other’s fluids. They stayed like this food a bit, their bodies shivering slightly as the sweet feeling of the aftershock washed over them. The tentacle in Iohn’s ass pulled out and Xander grabbed him out of the tentacle sea and laid him on his belly, Iohn’s limbs sunk back into the writhing flesh mass below and another tentacle wound against his belly to hold him tight. “You are… simply incredible.” Xander said, patting Iohn’s back to make him purr. “I… wish to claim you wholly. To brand you with my own member and truly make you mine.” he said, his member sliding between Iohn’s buttcheeks and resting there. “M-Mmmmm…” Iohn purred, feeling his girthy manhood resting there, between his cheeks. “N-Nothing would please me more… M-Master…” he whimpered. Xander scoffed lightly and replied: “By the end of today, you won’t call me master anymore.” while rubbing his member on Iohnp’s entrance, inducing more shivers and moans from him. “Instead, you will call me…” he said, moving away slightly, aiming his special tentacle at his mate’s entrance. “...My love~” Having said that, he proceeded to enter Iohn’s butt, pushing the whole length of his member inside. Iohn arched his back as much as he could and moaned out loud, only for his mouth to be stuffed again by a tentacle, thrusting at the same time as Xander’s member in Iohn’s butt. Both appendages pushed hard into him, reaching pretty far into his stomach and throat. Iohn gagged slightly, but even the mild stinging he felt at first was quick to turn into absolute bliss. Xander fully laid on his back and humped him hard yet not too much for it to be painful. Having read part of his mind, he knew how much Iohn could take before it could get hurtful, so he had no problems in making this feel as good as possible while still satisfying his urges. After all, it had been many years since someone worthy had been stranded on his island. He planned to enjoy this… but also wanted it to last, so he slowed down a tad. More tentacles wound around Iohn’s hard member and milked it again, stroking and smooching it to add even more pleasure. Iohn cried out again: his mouth, his cock, his ass… Everything felt wonderful! Despite being bound, he felt like he was flying. He felt lighter than the air, his mind had never felt clearer despite the hypnotic state it was in and his body… don’t even get me started on how great his body felt! Like this, minutes that felt like hours passed by, with Xander whispering right into Iohn’s mind how good he felt, how he was worthy of every feeling he was feeling and how much the kraken loved him. Each word drove Iohn to the edge until, with a large muffled moan, he came again, his seed getting in the many layers of tentacles below. Smirking, Xander turned Iohns’ head to the side, pulling the tentacle out and giving him a tender yet passionate kiss as he too released, his orgasm flooded Iohn’s insides accompanied by his moans as he accommodated more and more of Xander’s seed. Panting on each other, they flopped down. Xander’s body smothered Iohn’s as he laid on him, too tired to really do anything else other than pant. Their sweat mixed together as Xander kept his member in Iohn, his seed oozing out a bit and dropping on their tentacle love nest. Xander hugged Iohn and snuggled with him, taking a small, sweet nap on his new lover. After they recovered, Xander watched as Iohn picked out some fresh fruit for him as they laid over on the warm sand as the waves crashed nearby. Xander playfully used a tentacle to smack Iohn on the ass, making the hedgehog giggle. Xander looked out at the horizon as the sun was setting with the clouds being granted a beautiful if a touch ominous hue of gray. Xander wanted this hedgehog to stay. Perhaps indefinitely. Xander had little qualms of taking Iohn as his lover for however many years they would have. But it wouldn’t be enough to be passionate lovers and not know everything about one another. When Iohn returned to bring Xander a freshly picked island fruit, Xander took Iohn by the wrists and made sure to lower his size to match the proportion of his hedgehog lover. As to non-verbally convey the sense of vulnerability Xander was going to share. “Iohn, would you…be happy here with me? Forever?” “Of course! I love you so much, I would never leave-”, Xander used a tendril to hush Iohn mid sentence knowing his response is not fully of his own choosing. “If you will allow me my lovely hedgehog, let me peer into your mind. I wish to know all about you. Everything that you are.” Iohn nods in approval and without a second of hesitation, lets Xander peer into his mind. Xander taking a few of his tentacles and his hands touching Iohn’s head concentrates on looking as far as he can inside Iohn’s mind. When Xander entered inside, Iohn’s mindscape was much different than before Penni’s control had asserted over him. The flashes of memories, moments, and images of those Iohn holds deer appeared and reappeared in like a void of darkness. Like shimmering crystals in a cavern. Xander looked through and could see Ana, Iohn’s girlfriend. Still trapped in the same hypnotic prison as Iohn was. But he held much love for. Another was Iohn’s old friend Brandon, who…who he… “Strange? Why can I not access this memory?” Xander went deeper, ‘walking’ through Iohn’s mindscape until he found another memory. He faintly found another one. Dating far back in Iohn’s life when he was younger, as a child. The same Brandon from earlier was in there but a royal bee princess was with them. But why no context or reasoning. It was as if the memories were there, but all else was redacted. Xander ventured more, trying to make sense of things. In the mindscape, minutes in the real world could feel far longer to those as thoughts in one’s mind are made and processed at infinitely faster speeds. Xander spent a long time searching and trying to understand why Iohn’s mind was still fragmented. Until a bright memory fragment, in the form of a tiny orb, glowed softly into the darkness. Xander picked it up but nothing was shown. Xander had no clue whether to smash it or it needed to be placed somewhere. Xander did not wish to damage anything within Iohn’s mind as it could destroy him. Xander using more of his telepathy tried to understand what this symbolized. As Xander focused on understanding it, suddenly a massive floodgate of memories and knowledge entered Xander’s brain. Xander could see everything. Past…Present…Even-? “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Were it not for the Kraken’s sheer power and age to withstand so much at once, any other telepath would run the risk of killing themselves. The orb that was within Iohn’s mindscape was a culmination of Iohn’s life but…also more. It was like anyone who tried to see into it was given it all at once until it fried their brains. The psychic connection ended with Xander breathing heavily as he tried to recover from that. Iohn ran to Xander’s side to help him in any way he could. “Xander, what happened? I didn’t resist you, did I?” Xander looked at Iohn, but no longer with the hopeful sense of a happy future. Xander saw someone, who had a destiny bigger than Xander’s own island. “Sleep, Iohn.”, instantly the hedgehog fainted, falling to the sand in a knocked out state. Xander tenderly held Iohn in his arms, looking at him fondly. His next words carried with as much pain as admiration and love. “My Iohn, if fate is ever kind enough, then maybe these words will reach you one day. For now, the best I can do is tuck them away where they will have as much hope of reaching you, as a message held in a bottle out in the open ocean. Yet all the same this may be more for my own benefit. To help me in accepting why I need to let you go. When I touched your mind, I found out everything about you. And it was far beyond what that vile snake woman did to you. Tampering of your mind dates further than that. And I learned that you have a purpose far greater than being my island castaway. A destiny that defines how special you are in spite of having no greater abilities than the legends you surround yourself with. If you someday ever remember me, do not seek me out again just for answers. It isn’t my place to tell you. I want the only reason to see you again is for us to have the future I hoped we would have had. Perhaps If I had not learned the truth, your fate would have been by my side. And you’d have grown old while I outlived you. If you ever return, do so because I loved you more than anyone else ever had or will. But if this is the last I shall see of you, then know that my love for you is eternal. And I will never forget you. Let the passion we shared be remembered in your dreams. And may the warmth of our embrace protect you in the nights when you perceive yourself to be alone. Goodbye, my Iohn…” Hours later, Iohn began to come back to his senses. He groaned and rubbed his head, as his eyesight came back and he looked around. He was at a beach. It was sunset but people were still laying on their sunbeds, catching those final rays of light before nighttime fell. “Mmmrrr… Wh-What happened? I feel… I feel like I slept for months…” He moaned, stretching as he had never felt this well rested in a while. He didn’t know how or why he got to the beach. He only had a big sense of urgency. He needed to find the closest phone and call back the Restoration forces, as fast as possible. As he limped away however, he couldn't brush off a name off his mind: “...Xander…”, but he brushed it off as a random name his brain remembered for some reason. If only he had looked behind him, he would’ve seen the purple head staring at him from afar, the tearful orange eyes silently saying goodbye to him before the head went underwater again, never to be seen again… for now. The End