A damp, slippery thing, like a vine, wrapped around him.
It bound him tightly.
……It was a tentacle.
Countless tentacles slithered over from all directions like snakes, winding around his body layer after layer…… Their tips were like tongues, greedily licking every inch of skin they passed over.
Some particularly sensitive spots, like the soles of his feet, the crooks of his knees, his navel, his armpits…… couldn’t withstand the teasing, sending tingles of numbness and intense itchiness through him.
He tried to struggle, but the moment his still somewhat free fingers twitched, they were immediately targeted and wrapped up as well.
A slick one as thick as his wrist rubbed against his palm, not sparing the gaps between his fingers.
Instinctively, he clenched his fist hard, gripping the tentacle in his hand.
This one settled down, but more continued to ravage everywhere.
“Mm……”
He couldn’t help but let out a low whimper, and then his mouth fell as well.
Two slender things slipped inside, pressing down his tongue and stirring it around.
They weren’t tentacles, but human fingers.
Very long—likely index and middle fingers—playfully teasing him intimately.
Then his ears grew hot and itchy, and the voice of an adult man sounded.
Low and rich with a magnetic quality, his tone tender and lingering, the end of each syllable hiding fervent obsession.
“Baby, I missed you so much.”
“Your mouth is so soft, your skin so white—how are you just so beautiful?”
“I like you so much…… I love you so much.”
One after another, the shameful words drilled into his ears, along with hot breaths that made his scalp tingle.
Then, the tentacles stirred restlessly, probing further into the final territory.
“Can I touch here?”
“Don’t be scared. My tentacles will be gentle……”
Tongue-like tentacles kissed up, wrapping around the soft flesh and stroking it back and forth, kneading it into a ripe, lewd red.
Saliva couldn’t be held back; it overflowed and dripped onto his skin.
“Don’t cry, Baby……”
“Wait for Husband to kiss it out for you, and you’ll feel good.”
Amid indescribable sensations, his teeth bit down hard on the man’s fingers, while he let out a sobbing cry.
“So much.”
“Is Nian Nian Baby a water-made rabbit?”
“Ah, your ears and tail are out—let Husband touch them.”
The intense shudders hadn’t stopped when new stimulations arrived.
His ears and tail were coiled by tentacles and toyed with; the silver-white fur tinged with hazy blue became a mess.
“So cute—how is my Wife so lovable?”
“What to do? I can’t bear to let you go. I haven’t had enough; I want to taste Baby’s saliva every day.”
In a daze, he vaguely saw a pair of lake-blue eyes flickering with deep, passionate fire.
The man held him tightly, with force almost suffocating.
“Baby, next time…… be my Little Wife, okay?”
Tentacles surged over like an overwhelming night, invading and occupying all sight.
The next second, his consciousness was pulled into the abyss, and he completely lost awareness.
……
In the sixty-square-meter space, the decor was warm and simple. Compared to human furnishings, the rabbit pet supplies were varied and countless.
In the carrot-shaped Rabbit Hutch, a fluffy ball sprawled out in sleep didn’t know what he dreamed of; he trembled nonstop even in slumber—ears twitching, whiskers twitching, eyelids fluttering the most, little paws and feet jerking, emitting squeaky sounds.
A round-headed, blue-black, semi-transparent Octopus popped out from somewhere, propping itself up beside the Cat Rabbit. It cautiously extended a tentacle to poke the rabbit’s puffed-up cheek.
The moment it touched the fluffy fur, “thud”—the dreaming rabbit kicked it flying like a ball.
It splatted against the wall, slid to the ground, rolled several times—rumble-rumble—, then rolled back to the edge of the Rabbit Hutch, its beady eyes turning into mosquito coil swirls.
The rabbit, who had kicked himself awake, opened his eyes from the nightmare full of grievances. The moment it saw the Octopus by the hutch, he puffed up his cheeks in instant fury.
“It was you!”
He jumped up, directly pinning the blame on the culprit for its nightmare.
Zhong Nian really couldn’t understand how this bad game had such an operation—directly turning an Instance NPC into a clearance reward pet for him.
The day before last, when he came out, he had repeatedly checked the item description, unable to accept reality.
【Item: Portable Pet
Attribute: Octopus (downgraded Devil)
Level: S-level
Acquisition: “Devil Town” Instance
Ability: Can hide in shadows to follow anywhere, obeys master’s commands at any time!
——Hello Master, I love you Master, Master and Octopus forever together~
Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Master Master……】
The screen was full of blood-red “Masters,” dazzling to the eyes.
Zhong Nian had been somewhat expectant of drawing a practical item!
In the Instance, he hadn’t thought the Octopus in his shadow could be brought out; otherwise, he definitely would have yanked it out before exiting.
Forced upon him aside, this Octopus wasn’t obedient either.
It often crawled out from the shadow, extremely clingy.
With priors, Zhong Nian directly convicted it.
“All your fault—I had a weird dream!”
The Octopus let out a “squeak,” just recovering from dizziness when it got hit by another angry rabbit flying kick and collapsed again.
Zhong Nian huffed, darting off like a little cannonball, grabbing the empty food bowl and clanging it “bang bang.”
“Bad System, where’s my food!”
The next second, half a bowl of Rabbit Food poured into his stainless steel bowl. He dragged it to a corner and munched away chomp chomp.
After eating, he wanted to drink water but was spotted by the Octopus searching everywhere, getting stuck to again.
“Get lost.”
The Cat Rabbit stomped his hind legs on the floor, issuing warning “thud thud” sounds.
“Bug me again and I’ll kick you.”
After the warning, it vigilantly scanned surroundings while stretching his tongue to lap at the clear water in the bowl.
The Octopus cowered timidly, not daring to get too close, just watching eagerly, mesmerized by the pink little tongue flicking in and out to scoop water.
This gaze displeased the rabbit, increasingly reminding him of the terrifying dream where a pair of eyes had obsessively scanned his entire body.
He drank his fill and pounced.
The Octopus never refused any of his approaches, dumbly holding still with its tentacles. Used as a stepping stone, it got a hard kick; its round head dented then bounced back, launching the rabbit.
Zhong Nian wasn’t doing this for the first time; he aimed perfectly, bouncing right into another soft burrow.
The dazed Octopus hurried after like a loyal little dog.