The tentacle monster laughed, “What you don’t believe me?”

“Well honestly right now I don’t know what to believe...”

“Kakaka, don’t worry about it. There are far weird things out there than the likes of me you know.”

The female knight turned her head and looked down at the tentacle monsters body. She didn’t particularly know where to look since well, the damn thing didn’t have eyes! So instead she just turned towards the tentacle's main body since it felt awkward to speak to the tentacles caressing her breast or moving around in her lower regions.

“Like what?”

“Well, there are those mimics you know? They’re shapeshifters but unlike most shapeshifters they take the form of inanimate objects. Sometimes they even take the form of a liquid, supposedly puddle mimics exist, and there have even been mimics who’ve voluntarily taken the form of toilets!”

“...”

“And then there are even some mimics who purposely transform into food stuff like sandwiches or fruits like apples. They allow themselves to be eaten! It’s like their entire race has some weird masochistic tendency!”

“They try to be eaten, try to be sat on, stepped on, opened up, kicked, tossed around. You can’t tell me that a tentacle monster that can only speak through intercourse is weird! I mean I don’t even have a mouth tentacly!”

The female knight sighed, “Just, can just stop?”

The tentacle monsters arms, or rather tentacles flew into the air, “You don’t believe me!? Just you wait, I’ll drag you over to one of those dungeons those mimics all over!”

The female knight rolled her eyes, “Ah whatever, can you just put me down or something? I want to put my clothes back on.”

The tentacle monster paused, and then he slowly lowered the female knight down to the ground removing all but the tentacle connecting the two of them.

“I have a proposition I’d like to offer you.”

“And you expect me to make a deal with a devil?”

The tentacle monster laughed, “Devil? I’m no Devil, hell I’m not even a Demon technically. I’m a monster, a tentacle monster…”

“Is there a difference?”

“Of course! Devils are akin to the Celestials that live lofty in the sky, they’re bound in their own world and only appear under certain circumstances. While Demons can refer to either the Demon Clan that take up a majority of the western portion of the Demon Continent or of those ruled by the Demon Empire”

“For example, those claw marks on your armor must have come from Werewolves. Werewolves are demi-human extremely close in resemblance to beastmen especially under the full moon, but they highly resemble your Human race while under the sun.”

“They’re considered a Demi-Human tribe, but when they were subjugated by the Demon Empire they became part of the collective group called Demons. Everyone under the Demon Empire is a demon regardless of their race, we even have a decent amount of Humans running around here as well. Though they still refer to themselves as Humans for the most part, but technically they’re also Demons.”

The female knight thought about it, and then asked, “Then wouldn’t that make you a Demon too?”

The tentacle monster shook his tentacles, “I may live in the Demon Empire's territory, but by definition, I’d be considered a Monster, not a Demon. Monsters are those races who don’t possess enough intelligence to learn the common tongue or simply refuse to participate in civil activities.”

“That includes lower tier undead, slimes, most beasts, and a handful of other races such as my own. And since I require intercourse to communicate, I’d be labeled a monster instead of a Demon.”

The female knight walked over to her sword and pulled it out of the ground, she increased the brightness and began walking over to her armor, “So what's that proposition you were talking about?”

The tentacle monster paused, but then hesitantly spoke, “Take me outside.”

“What? Can’t you go out on your own?”

The tentacle monster once again shook his tentacles, “Monsters aren’t treated like Demons, there’s a distinct difference between us. Monsters can’t be reasoned with for the most part, and Demons actively hunt monsters. If I were to go outside, I’d be hunted down eventually…”

“Ah I see”, the tentacle monster in front of her was intelligent, there was no doubt about that. It possessed a great deal of strength, and it even knew how to cast magic. It was capable of conversation, but only under the condition that the two of them are connected.

If it were a sentient slime, then the slime would be able to speak and the hunters would most likely stop. But if this tentacle monster were to be chased, he’d have to rape one of the hunters in order to confirm his sentience.

Of course, that raised problems in its own right. He’d either be arrested for rape, or killed in that very instant.

The more she thought about this tentacle monsters plight, the more pitiful he seemed to be. Just how many years had he stayed in this cave of his waiting to talk to someone? Tentacle monsters are immortal, they don’t die of old age, so he could have very well been in here for years, or decades, or maybe even centuries…

The female knight sighed, “But you do know I’m being chased down right?”

“That’s not a problem, I might not be a mimic, but my race is similar enough that I can transform into an inanimate object and do a few transformations. Watch”

The tentacle monster moved one of his tentacles in front of her and then it started transforming. First, it turned into a certain phallic shaped object, then it grew bumps, then spikes, then a few orifices, and then it changed into a blade, a disk, and then a ball.

“With a bit of magic, I can transform my into an armor, without your silver armor you won’t stick out as much.”

“But I’m still Human you know.”

“That's not a problem, I told you some Humans live in the Demon Continent too. Of course, some prejudice exists, but the ones they’re targeting are you, crusaders. And if worst comes to worst, I can pretend to be a Demonic armor possessing you.”

“So what do you say? I can help you survive out here, and you can help me leave this dark cave of mine?”

The female knight paused, “Deal”

“Thank you, miss!”

“It’s Lucia”

“Hmm?”

“Lucia Heartfel”, Lucia extended her hand, and the tentacle monster grabbed it and shook it. Suddenly, the tentacle monster shot up, causing her to drop the armor in her other hand. The tentacle monster almost instantly covered her entire body, and then began shrinking.

The tentacle’s exterior began hardening and turning into a dark gray skimpy armor. The tentacle armor was comprised of only some dark gray boots, some dark gray gauntlets, and a few pieces of dark gray metal over her breasts and bosom. It was the famed bikini armor!

“What is this!”

“What do you mean its armor?”

“You call this armor? It’s barely covering anything!”

“I know, isn’t it magnificent!”

“Change it now!”

The tentacle monster paused, then it began moving rapidly. Though this was rather odd since the several pieces of armor weren’t physically connected. Actually, it's a mystery how this armor was able to even form.

Lucia grew read as the vibrating armor began covering her breasts, and lower region in a slimy mucus that once more caused her body to grow hot once more. The vibrating tentacles still thoroughly connected to her womb, and the armor caused her to once again lose her strength and slowly fall to her knee.

“You bastard!”

Lucia grabbed the dark metal plate on her breast and pulled it. However the tentacles had a strong suction on her breasts, particular on her sensitive nipples, so as she attempted to pull it off she accidentally shrieked and her face grew red.

The tentacle monster laughed, but then suddenly Lucia tightened her grip on the plate and pulled it off it one motion causing a moan to escape from her lips. She threw the tentacle plate on the floor and grinned, “You think you can play me!”

The tentacle monster paused, before suddenly rotating and moving the tentacles in her womb up and down like a piston.

“Ha~n! Why you!”

…

Over an hour later, the fighting had finally died down. The two of them went back and forth pulling off the tentacles, hitting the tentacles, and arguing. But finally, after a full hour, the two of them came to a compromise.

A majority of the armor became a skin tight bodysuit lined with tentacles similar to a swimsuit, this not only provided a little more protection but most importantly she didn’t she look like an exhibitionist.

Though by no means did this change how to armor felt, she absolutely felt like she was completely naked and well she might as well be. Lucia is literally wearing a living being, it’s kinda of like if one exhibitionist was being hugged by another exhibitionist who painted himself to make him look like clothes.

So in a sense, Lucia was naked, but in a sense wearing this armor was worse than being naked. The bodysuit was completely lined with tentacles caressing her whole body. And although she was able to reach a compromise and have the tentacle monster add some more metal plates to form a proper breastplate the armor was by no means practical.

Lucia sighed, the tentacle monster refused to add any more to the armor. But it was either this or going out in her damaged crusader armor.

“What did I do to deserve this?”

“That’s what I should be asking”

“Whatever let’s head out, uh...what should I call you?”

“What I already told you my name.”

Lucia laughed wearily, “You know what I’ll just call you Dewl”