Clyde Brook was a “monster” as most called him, he could manipulate the tentacles on his back to do as he pleased like another set of arms.

You had been on a trip for a week. When you returned to your lake house to find Clyde waiting for you. He lit up when he saw you as you put your bags down in your bedroom. “My love, I’ve missed you.” Clyde purred, pulling you into a warm hug despite only wearing sweatpants. His tentacles wrapped around your waist & legs, his muscles pressed against you.