Welcome to the realm of the Unseelie Court. Feel free to wander and browse, but know that the content you will find here is not for the faint of heart. The visions portrayed are often darkly erotic, even disturbing, and should be traversed only by those with the appropriate character and mental age.

You have been warned.

For the Tentacular Holiday Sing-a-long

(To the tune “Let it Snow”)

Oh, the tentacles look so frightful
But inside me, they’re delightful
And they treat me jus’ like a ho
Let me Go! Let me Go! Let me Go!

It doesn’t show signs of stopping
And my cherry, it is popping
Their touch has gone way down low
Let me Go! Let me Go! Let me Go!

When it finally makes me come
My eyes, they light up like a storm
How it’s pounding me like a drum…
And again, I am starting to warm

My fire is hardly dying
And, my lust, it’s still supplying
It’s never ever gonna slow
Let me Go! Let me Go! Let me Go!