It made sense to expect Greater Cave Tentacula to be shy. They are blind, and technically deaf. From the specimen I helped examine, I learned that they have no way to discern their surroundings except through touch. and since their appendages are particularly soft and sensitive, there’s always the risk of poking something that doesn’t like being poked. Despite their enormous size, Tentacula still have to be very cautious or risk losing their limbs to predators. That made sense to me, and so I think that was why I threw caution to the wind and ventured boldly into that cave, completely forgetting a Tentacula’s other weapon, so to speak.  
I still don’t know how the Tentacula knew I was coming. Maybe it didn’t, and was just desperately hoping beyond hope that someone like me would wander into its home.  
Whatever the case, the cave I wandered into was sweet-smelling, and for a while I couldn’t figure out why. I’d been dosed with Tentacula venom - for scientific reasons! - but I’d never experienced one’s aphrodisiac perfume. Every report I’d read said they only deploy it within close proximity, as it’s not as potent as the liquid form. But that whole cave was filled with it, like the thing living there was so lovesick it couldn’t stop producing that sweet aroma.  
I’m not really sure what drove me to search those caves as long as I did, but before I found the underground spring, I was just moving as if in a daze. I still have no idea how I found my way that deep in the cave without getting lost. But when I came upon that spring, I knew what was down below the water’s surface. There was a peculiar glow coming from deep down, deeper than I thought possible. I didn’t see it, not at first. Not until I’d wandered drunkenly into the cool water.  
Then I felt it wrapping carefully around my knees, urging me deeper. Then it was on my thighs, my midriff, and then under my shirt. And it felt so amazingly good.  
But it didn’t hit me what was about to happen until I felt those strong arms tentatively work their way under my shorts, and start to awkwardly tug them down. I realized then that this thing - the thing that had brought me all the way from Canterlot and had dominated my professional career for many months now, this object of scientific fascination and intrigue - this thing was going to rut me senseless in every intimate way possible. And dear Celestia, I was so horny, if it didn’t do just that, I was going to lose my mind! I’d never been so turned on before in my life, not even with the Tentacula venom pumping in my veins. Luckily, the Tentacula seemed to know just what I wanted, and it was more than happy to oblige.
 
 
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