By modulokss

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    Tent 023

    My new size, starting to become a problem. Even I could move around the house, but practically took up half a room each time I entered. At least every time I felt more skilled controlling my own tentacles, which, within the bad was a nice bonus. I kept trying to lead a normal life, but it was complicated. The space problem was becoming a problem, because almost did not pass through the doors. Move was a choreography have to move eight enormous tentacles everywhere, and also my huge breasts hanging beyond the waist, they were always in the middle of everywhere. I had to invent something to keep them subjected because they began to be a problem, and of course, bras that had at home would not serve