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Imagine if Squ-chan's tentacles can interface with your nerves by both by secreting a hormonal, aphrodisiac fluid that acts as lubrication a conductor for a static charge that stimulates the pleasure centers so much that she can just brush you with one of them and it hits you like you've been edging in a goon-cave for the past hour. Yet she can also vary the frequency so that you can't pop-off too quick and she can just stroke and caress you with them all day while you lay there shuddering and moaning, your mind lost in the all-but overwhelming, undeniable pleasure.
