The creature moved his tentacle slowly down the woman's cheek. She was beautiful, the light spilling in from the window behind her framing the woman with an angelic glow. She smiled and held his tentacle in her hand, not minding the juices that dripped down her skin. Her white sundress fit perfectly and her golden hair fell elaborately from its ponytail, effortlessly beautiful. She had kind blue eyes, large like the expansive sky outside of their small home. Finally, living in solitude the country, the two could share their love without fear.
He was only a couple centimeters taller than her, and his body was made up of ten slimy tentacles that smelled strongly of fish. His skin was wet and dark green, covered in a thick transparent goo. He had one large, black eye in the middle of his head and a round mouth below it. His lips were large and pink, and his teeth were sharp as razors. Yet, despite his appearance, the woman gazed at him with the softest gaze. They had the purest of love between them.
However, before they could say anything, the windows shattered behind them. The woman gasped and threw herself in front of her lover. Men in black came quickly, guns ready in their hands.
It happened quickly. The creature felt his tentacle slip from the woman's hand as he fled, out into the forest surrounding their home. He used his shapeshifting ability to turn into a squirrel and scurry up a tree, out of sight. He watched as a white flash burst within the house. 569Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCRNPl3CH0u
"I'm sorry," he said to himself. "I'll find you again...and help you remember."569Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmsA1f8xlOm
