🐙Storyline🐙
A squad of heavily armored vehicles creeps along the narrow path of the tentacle forest. They approach an open space surrounded by an insurmountable wall of grotesque tentacles. Countless creatures wave their limbs around excitedly. They're oozing mucus, eagerly awaiting the next "performance."
"Escorted by dozens of heavily armed soldiers, one little lady dressed in a flimsy outfit steps out from the car with tears glistening in her eyes. Once she's out of the car, the squad drives away, leaving nothing but dust behind it.
The little lady catches one last glimpse of her old friend as the convoy drives away. Her friend's gaze is full of pity and sadness... but... just before the convoy leaves and the tentacles block the path, her friend pulls out an m1911 semi-automatic and throws it to the little lady...
That's right! This is the arena that the tentacles built, made for battle (humiliation) between beautiful women and tentacle cree...
