Tentacle Entanglement

When he convinces you that eight hands are better than two

I woke up in the middle of the night to find a dark figure standing at the foot of my bed, claiming to be my soul mate.
When I told him to get out, he sprouted tentacles.
I tried to run, but he caught me around the waist and gagged me with one of his slippery appendages.
One thing led to another, and I have a tentacle monster in my bed who knows exactly how to make me scream.