Tentacle erotica, or “tentacle sex,” as it’s 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.
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