“Holy tentacle demons!” Hanna said.

Slowly the tendrils from the extra dimensional being started lifting their mom’s vehicle. It also had several tentacles pound on the window right next to her face. Glass cracked. It wouldn’t be long before it shattered. “Get out of the car!”

First, she tried to get her door open, but it refused to budge. She rolled down her window and awkwardly wiggled out of the car. It was already several feet in the air. When she dropped to the pavement, her ankle rolled. She hissed with pain, but she wasn’t in a position to rest it. She quickly limped away.

Next she saw Kyle grab his bag, break the window’s glass with one punch and easily drop as if that height didn’t even phase him.

When she reached a safe distance from the monster, she grinned at Kyle, who stood next to her. “So, is that thing that’s fucking our mom’s car, your cousin?”

Kyle looked up into the night sky as if he just couldn’t anymore.

Then another tentacle space warp opened a few houses down from them. She sobered. This wasn’t just one or two was it? This was the climax of one of the Hentai storylines.

“I think the safest place right now would be near Tina,” Hanna mentioned. Because only Tina had the right magic to take care of the tentacle demon apocalypse. “And I saw her head into the church back there”

Kyle frowned. “It might be better if we break into one of these houses and use it as cover.”

She shook her head. “No. There could be tentacles inside the homes as well. It would be the same as out here only with less room to maneuver.”

“Fuck.” Kyle grabbed her shoulders and hugged her close. “Whatever we do, we need to stay together.”

They speedwalked back toward the large religious building. It was a religion different from the main ones back in her original universe. But it was the dominant religion here.

They passed several homes. Each one had the lights on, and they could hear screams emanating from the inside of each house.

One home even had part of the tentacle monster break through the windows, hold up a mannequin and start molesting it. Apparently, the owner of the house was a clothing designer of some kind.

Another spatial rip appeared near them. Tentacles flew at Kyle and Hanna. He pushed her behind him, grabbed a tentacle with his bare hands and tied it in a fucking knot. Then he punched the next one that came near us.

Hanna’s eyes widened. Holy shit! When did Kyle become such a badass?

Then she blushed as she remembered how he’d lifted her up like it was nothing while they were fucking.

Yeah... Her alien brother was super strong... stronger than she’d thought. But that didn’t mean he was invincible.

The tentacle monster retreated temporarily, so they took this chance to run.

They neared the church. It seemed to loom over them in the night, and spires that had seemed comforting during the day appeared menacing at night.

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Just as they stepped onto the church’s lawn, something wrapped around her ankle. She tripped, but before Kyle could prevent her fall, she was lifted high into the air. That was when she saw the small grouping of tentacles that had been hiding in the dark corner of the yard, between two massive planters.

Several more tentacles wrapped around her waist and arms. She suddenly had dejavu... Oh no!

“Kyle! Get me the fuck down from here before—”

A blinding light pierced the night sky coming from her brother’s hands.

It flew into the mass of tentacles. They screeched in pain. The sound nearly defened her.

Then she was sent flying. She screamed as the ground grew closer.

Damn it. She was just a normal fucking human! She curled into a ball and braced for injury or death. Then more tentacles wrapped around her limbs. These didn’t have that disgusting sucking sensation that the other ones had. And they brought her to a safe stop.

She looked down. It was Kyle. Thank fuck!

Her body shook from the adrenaline. As soon as her brother set her down, she ran up to him, hugged him and kissed his cheek. But he didn’t look at her. His eyes focused on anything that could be a danger. They kept darting from place to place, searching out the next enemy. A murderous aura surrounded him. She’d never seen her innocent little alien brother like this.

But he didn’t tell her to not hug him, and in fact, he wrapped an arm and a tentacle around her waist, as if terrified something would get her again. Then, slowly, they made their way to the church doors.

She pulled them opened to reveal that pews had been pushed back leaving a large open area in the middle of the chapel. The dais, that had once been covered in religious paraphernalia, had been moved to the center of the room. Tentacle demons lined the area as if watching a good show.

On the floor, women in sailor uniforms similar to Tina’s laid strewn, their faces masks of exhausted pleasure. Some of the tentacle demons seemed like they couldn’t help themselves, as they had sent tentacles to wrap around a couple of the girls. But then other monsters stopped those as if reprimanding. It was like they’d made a deal with these girls and had to follow through. Or maybe the deal was with Zander.

The one who’d reprimanded the other pointed to the ‘show’ that was going on.

Tina, who—a mere twelve minutes earlier—was clothed and healthy, laid on the dais, completely naked. She moaned in pleasure.

”Oh No! Zander, I’m coming!” Her limbs shook.

Zander Payne, still mostly clothed, moved his hips faster as if posessed. ”M-Me too!” He shuddered.

There were cheers coming from the demons. It sounded like death marching on a field of bones.

Then, one by one, the demons disappeared back into their dimensional hole.

Hanna looked at Kyle. His expression likely mirrored her own, irritation and astonishment.

The damn tentacle demon apocalypse was thwarted by a magical girl and a half demon. And not because they fought them off, but because they did the deed to entertain them.

What the actual fuck? Was this, normal?

In Hentai World? Fucking apparently.

Hanna grabbed Kyle’s hand.

“Do... you think we should just... leave?”

“Our purpose for coming here was to find Tina and have her protect us. I certainly think she’s done her part.”

Hanna snorted and hugged her brother closely. “Yeah, but those women might need help.”

She gazed worriedly at the women who seemed blazed out of their minds.

Kyle sent her a flabbergasted look, then threw her over his shoulder like a damn firefighter and carried her out of the chapel. He brought her all the way to where they left their car.

The demon who had taken it was nowhere to be seen. And so was the car.

“Well, fuck,” Hanna said, when Kyle finally set her down.

“Yeah, I’d like to but we’re missing a car.”

“Damn it, Kyle. I’m serious. Mom’s gonna kill us!”

“Naw. We’ll just report it stolen. We can get the insurance to pay for a new one.”

“Considering that they still haven’t paid out for your accident, I think it’s safe to say that our insurance sucks balls.”

“Which is what I think we should try—”

“Seriously though!” She cut him off. Her face was too damn hot.

“I am very serious.”

She laughed. “Do you think getting transported to an extra dimension counts as being stolen?”

“If it doesn’t then we can lie and say that we don’t know who did it.”

She glanced around at various houses and other cars in turmoil. She didn’t know if it was just this area or the whole world who experienced this short tentacle apocalypse, but she had a feeling that the insurance company was going to go out of business. Or claim that all stolen cars on that day were taken by interdimensional beings which their insurance did not cover.