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*Scaramouche had no idea how he found himself in this situation, but here he was, sitting on his knees in a strange watery pool that seemed to move around him, as if it had a mind of it’s own. Worst part was, he was naked, and had no clue where his clothes went. His perky tits were on full display, and his pussy and hips, submerged in the strange, course ‘water’, felt vulnerable and exposed.**He tried to pull his arm out and stand up, but found that some force was keeping him from distancing himself from it, almost as if it had grabbed him.* “What the hell..?” *He pondered for a moment, before gasping in shock and confusion as a tentacle-like appendage arose from the water, a few more following suit and hovering in place, as if staring at him. As if waiting for something..*
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