Eight thin, slithering tentacles entangle the Japanese maid’s limbs. They pin her to the floor, rip her panties and blouse into kitchen rags, and start penetrating her (with one tentacle that’s suspiciously shaped like a hand holding a dildo, wrapped in a veiny, latex balloon).
She’d scream, but she’s totally got a fake tentacle dick in her mouth. And it totally fake-tentacums in her mouth. And that’s as far as the average human spectator of tentacle erotica probably gets before they’ve totally had enough.
Tentacle erotica, or “tentacle sex,” or “tentacle porn,” as it’s most often referred to, is actually a blanket term that refers to all stories in which creatures force their way onto men and women and penetrate them with their tentacles. The tentacles are usually quite strong, and are capable of easily dominating and penetrating any man or woman in multiple orifices at once. These films (and cartoons, manga, novels) are likely responsible for the way with which many westerners refer to Japanese sex culture; namely: “crazy.” Which is unfair; especially when one considers how anthropomorphic romance has always made its way into pop culture. Team Jacob from Twilight comes to mind. Ladyhawke is a classic. King Kong would have fucked that broad had she the elasticity. Hell, Little Shop of Horrors is one rape shy of being the most mainstream tentacle erotica of all time. Ever.
Though people naturally assume that anytime a person is penetrated by a tentacle, it must be rape, one of Japan’s earliest tales of tentacle love depicts it as a consensual act. In The Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife, a shell diver marries the man of her dreams, and is distressed to find that Ryugu, the dragon god of the sea, has stolen his family’s precious pearl. To prove her loyalty, she swims to the bottom of the ocean, steals the pearl back, and is chased by Ryugu and his army. One thing leads to another, and bam – consensual orgy with every tentacle she can possibly suction to her flesh. Or suck on. So much for loyalty. visit here
The Fisherman’s Wife, coupled with countless porn films of tentacle-penetration-to-orgasm, is a reminder that this genre transcends the dismissal of it as merely an aggressive rape fantasy. Unlike the people who watch tentacle fucking to test the threshold of their sexual prowess, some actually enjoy the idea of, well, having an affair with something that most people perceive to be disgusting. There’s nothing wrong with it. It’s just one of those things that gets you off, or doesn’t.
Since the rapid growth of home pornography, tentacle erotica has gained lots of traction in Japan (as well as Asia, Europe, and America). One need spend mere seconds on Spankwire to gain access to clips ranging from five minutes to well over thirty of women-penetrated-by-disgusting-appendages. Walk into Tsutaya (Japan’s #1 family chain DVD rental store) and make one’s way to the adult section – there is plenty of tentacle erotica. Multiple rows of it. Don’t like your tentacles served with maid? Then how about a witch, riding a tuberous, slimy shlong in lieu of broomstick?
Tentacle erotica has entertained countless teenagers and college students across the world, while its bastard light-hearted siblings have enjoyed success in the forms of mermaids and werewolf heartthrobs. Sucking on a slimy eight-foot worm may be disgusting to most people, but isn’t it a credit to Japan that their popular rental store is willing to put on a shelf what western anthropomorphic romance only hints at? The average Tsutaya has more variations of tentacle love than they do copies of Beauty and the Beast. How’s that for mainstream?
Spice Up Your Travel Sex Life with…TENTACLE PORN
For residents of Japan, head to your local Tsutaya and go into the Adults Only section. There should be enough Tentacle Porn to fill up a handcart in no time. Rent five older DVDs and get the whole lot at a discount price.
Though non-residents won’t be able to check out a DVD at Tsutaya, they’re still in luck, provided they have $5 – $10 bucks to spare. For those passing through Japan (or shy folk who don’t want to bring tentacles home to the wife) , any of the major cities will have 24-hour internet cafes, known as “Manga Kissas” (?????), which provide a private booth for internet-use, comic reading, or DVD viewing. Sexually-themed Manga Kissas have sound-proofed rooms, and often at check-in customers will be provided a condom and a fleshlight for masturbational use. Just walk in, fill your handcart to your heart’s content (there is no limit), tell the employee how many minutes / hours you intend to the use the room, and they’ll give you a room. Pay at check-out.