Claimed by the Tentacle God

He thought he’d inherited solitude. He found devotion beneath the waves.

When a man inherits a crumbling lighthouse on a storm-lashed coast, he expects isolation—not obsession. But the foundations of the tower conceal more than stone. There’s something ancient beneath the cliffs. Something patient. Something hungry. And it has been waiting for him.

Each night, the walls pulse with a calling he can’t resist. Each descent into the cellar strips away a little more of who he was. Until he stands before the hatch, trembling, bare, and ready to be claimed.

Slick with ritual, seeded with heat, and marked with glowing sigils that pulse with alien life, he learns the truth: his bloodline was never about inheritance. It was always about sacrifice.

The Lighthouse Claim is a dark MM tentacle breeding short story (approx. 10k words) featuring intense psychological surrender, sacred transformation, and the ocean’s intimate claim on flesh.

⚠️ Content Warnings

• Dubious consent & non-consensual arousal
• Chemical influence / altered perception
• Tentacle penetration & sacred breeding (mpreg)
• Loss of bodily autonomy
• Psychological surrender / identity transformation
• Intergenerational trauma / inherited sacrifice

Not intended for sensitive readers. For fans of monster lovers, immersive submission, and primal erotic horror that doesn’t ask permission.