The author has to get a GF, I mean, when you start jerking to eldritch beings is when you know you've gone too far, he's pulling rope to undefined forms, literally deep fried images (fried, faked? I don't remember the name of those abstract, incoherent computer generated images)
And then you realize she also can make utensils and tools out of her tentacles. Which means she can probably make a plate out of her body. Or a cup. And make it an erogenous zone. Drinking your daily tea/coffee? You're also fellating your maid waif at the same time.