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“Goo’d Morning!” (human/dragon symbiote absorption safevore with cockgag)
found this old story from 2018 and spruced it up.
Edit: Story is now on AO3
Something was wrong. This was what Shoutarou realized, as he shook off his slumber and came to consciousness. It was as dark as midnight around him, and he couldn't see anything. As he tried to wave a hand before his face, he found he couldn’t move. His arms stayed limply at his sides, overpowered by a force of some kind.
“Oh, you’re finally up, huh?” Hisashi asked him then, but his smoky voice sounded strange, muffled somehow. “Morning, sleepyhead.”
Shou tried to twist his head in response, searching for Hisashi in the blackness, but he could only get about an inch in either direction before his head was forced back to facing forward. He tried to move his arms again, but they likewise wouldn’t budge. He was wrapped up in something tight, he realized, but he couldn’t figure out what was pressing down on him all over his body. Why was it so dark? He couldn’t see anything.
“Hisashi?” Daniel called out, his own voice sounding muffled to his ears. “Where are you?”
“Around,” the dragon answered lightly.
Shou was starting to feel uncomfortably wet, now that he was conscious. He put more force into his efforts, but he could barely move at all. Suddenly his arms started moving on their own, folding up into a cross-armed position, then stilled, but instead of feeling his arm hairs brush against each other there was still nothing but that same slick tightness pressing down around him. Then something wet and fat started forming against his lips. He struggled harder, but he only managed to move any of his limbs an inch or two before they were snapped back to their original positions, his arms locked in a cross and his legs frozen solid. “Hisashi, where are you!?”
“Around!” he answered again.
Frustration set in for a moment, and then he realized Hisashi’s meaning. “Let me out!” Shoutarou demanded, his shout muffled by the rubbery flesh squeezing around his head, wet and red he remembered from seeing Hisashi's insides before, although it was still black as night around him now, without a light source. Slime smeared along Shou's face as he rattled his head inside Hisashi’s, trying helplessly to break free of the stomachlike flesh and muscles stretched taut around him.
“Nah,” Hisashi answered breezily. He flexed his meaty biceps, and the oversized muscles squeezed against Shou's own measly arms with palpable smugness. Hisashi lifted a hand and flexed it with a flourish, and Shou felt his fingers tugged into curls, then released again as the hand fell back into position.
Hisashi let his form relax somewhat, and his body pulsed and stretched around Shou, partially liquefying and providing some give but weighing him down further, while the heat around him intensified. Shou convulsed at the revolting sensation. “Let me out!” he shouted again more desperately.
In reply, the wet and thick something only twitched at Shou's mouth, pressing insistently against him. Slick tendrils grew and yanked roughly at his lips, trying to pry them apart, and in reply Shou clamped his jaws shut. He didn't know what was forming against him, but being encased within Hisashi's sticky, stupidly strong body was already more than bad enough.
Hisashi would not be deterred, and he sucked in a great breath and swelled his heavy muscles until they were bulging. He flexed his ample pecs, the hefty muscles curling inward in rippling striations, and the breath was squeezed out of Shou's chest as they bore down meatily on his ribs.
Shou gasped and sucked in air, and then the fat thing was shoved past his teeth.
Hisashi stretched out his thick limbs, his giant bodybuilder’s body arching catlike to one side, with his arms high above his head and a lazy, lascivious grin on his face. His brilliant teeth flashed in the morning light streaming in through the windows. Inside him, Shoutarou felt his limbs shoot out and his body arch sideways, tugged along for the ride and puppeted, unable to control his body in any way.
The thing filling his mouth was thick and veined, and Shou suddenly instinctively knew what it was, from seeing the thing hanging like a cinderblock between Hisashi’s treelike legs whenever he would step out of the bathroom after showering without clothing himself first. This cockgag slid wetly through Shou's mouth and twitched excitedly against his throat’s entrance, happy to be lodged where it belonged.
Shoutarou felt it drip some precum down his throat. He took a moment to steel his limbs, and then he thrashed about as hard as he could, but even with all his might Hisashi still gripped him firmly in place within his muscular form. His strength as a dragon spirit, even an unstable, symbiotic one, was overpowering.
Hisashi continued stretching their bodies until he felt sufficiently limber, and then his solidified his form again, the flesh of his body turning from goo again to slick stiffness.
As the rubbery flesh around Shou convulsed and constricted around him, cilia-like tendrils of his inner flesh squirmed their way across his body toward his crotch, and then wrapped around his dick, as the cockgag in his mouth swelled up and began thrusting in his mouth, in and out, out and in, swelling and swelling further in arousal against his roof and tongue with no room to spare.
Outside, Hisashi yawned, and the muscles of his red mouth flexed against the inside of Shou's own mouth. The cockgag forced itself even deeper down his throat, and more precum shot out of it.
Shoutarou was utterly trapped inside the pulsing, heavy flesh of his shapeshifter. The pale, lucent skin and white hair of Hisashi's exterior was only a mask for the morass of bubbling, amorphous flesh within him, a sticky goo that would puppet Shou's body easily with its superior strength. Hisashi’s enormous muscles were rolling and flexing continually around him, triceps and biceps and abs, curling pecs and the cobra hood of his lats, all contracting and constricting his chest and limbs in concert like the coils of a snake, filling his mind with a sensorial overload. He was at their mercy, all self-control torn away by him. All was slick and pressure around him. The cockgag swelled further, forming a knot, and it stretched his jaw to discomfort as it shoved in and out of his mouth in a steady rhythm. Shou bucked despondently, fruitlessly, as desperation and over-stimulation began to fog his mind. He was completely bound up, at the mercy of Hisashi’s cruel whims, and no amount of struggling was going to release him. His struggles became menial, unable fully to give up but knowing his efforts were utterly futile.
“Ahhhh,” Hisashi sighed indolently, and smiled. He relished in the feeling of Daniel squirming inside him and vibrating his gooey insides so deliciously, so erotically. His entire body was an erogenous zone and he delighted in all forms of physical contact, the more the better. He had no plans to let his little Shou out before sundown, so they had many long, long hours to kill together, merged and coalesced into one being just as they ought to be. Hisashi slowed the cockcag's heady pace inside Shou's mouth, but only because he wasn't ready to release just yet. Instead he let his knot swell further, sealing up Shou's mouth to prevent any leakage once the time came. He'd come copious amounts. He decided against forming another cock of his flesh at Shou's rear entrance just yet; he had the rest of the day to plug him from both ends, and he was already overstimulated as it was, he could tell.
Hisashi stroked a large hand along the rippling abs of his front, enjoying the silky-smooth texture of his skin. Gods, he was beautiful. he also enjoyed the feel of resistance from within as Shoutarou strained against his pervasive grip. Gods, it felt good to overpower that wimp. Hisashi let out another sigh, still grinning. “I think we’ll have some real fun today.”
#absorption#absorption vore#safe vore#v.ore#male pred#symbiote vore#cockgag#symbiote#fiction#OC#OCs#OC Hisashi#OC Daniel Yamamura#transformation#tf
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I will say the more intense my work gets the more I want to talk about Daniel cockgagging billboard
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Sooo, Bunny has been really busy lately and has not had much time for practice, but Bunny had an idea which is making Bunny's button itchy...
Bunny had the idea in her head of someone training a trigger into Bunny related to what Bunny thinks is called a cockgag? Bunny usually doesn't bother learning the names of other toys.
Bunny is sure someone who is smarter than Bunny can figure out how to do it, but Bunny wants her brain to be completely devoid of any thought the only exceptions of course being that Bunny wants to please and that pleasing makes Bunny feel good when Bunny's mouth is filled. Doesn't matter when it goes in Bunny's mouth, if it is in, Bunny's head will be empty.
The part that makes Bunny's button especially achey is the idea that Bunny could possibly wake up with an empty mind. Simply because Bunny's owner decided to keep Bunny's mouth filled at night... or maybe they put it into Bunny's mouth just before Bunny's alarm would go off because they wanted Bunny to be useful today...
Bunny's thinks this might also work with Bunny's lube dispenser and her ass, but Bunny can't say for sure. Though as usual, smarter people than Bunny will probably be able to figure that out
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My new favourite! #cockgag #classicwaitrose (at Waitrose & Partners) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsx5M5MhJ8F/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vt29byatam25
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June 22 - Success!
Vital stats first, stories next:
Total hours spent edging in JuNO: about 45:40
Streak: 20 days (100%)
Edges to make up still: 4
Days to orgasm: 10 or more
The past few days have been a little rough. Obviously yesterday I posted a bunch of pictures of myself dressing up and edging (see the post below this one), but other than that it's been difficult to motivate myself. I mean, at this point, I kind of idly sit in my chair and reach between my legs and rub myself thinking "ah, I should edge for a bit, gotta be good", but I haven't really felt that ache and torture that I had more towards the beginning of the month. I've started using just my fingers a lot more. The wand just feels numbing at this point. I wish I could edge by fucking my butt but I'm not quite there yet.
What I have been doing, though, is training my throat. For obvious reasons, I don't have as much experience with things going down my throat (although not zero! bi girls are valid no matter which way they lean). So I got a couple of gags. I started training with a 2" penis gag, and it loosened up my jaw a bit, but the past few days I've been practicing with a 4" gag and I don't care what anybody says, 4 inches of firm silicone is a *lot* going down an untrained throat. At first I could only take half of it. Then three quarters. My next session, my lips hit base before I had to pull off and spit down my front. Then I held the whole thing in for ten seconds. Then 20. 30. This morning I did two sixty-second reps. This afternoon, I pushed it down to base and locked it shut (yes, with a lock. With a key). I kept it in and set my edge timer to 6 to 10 minutes and edged with a cockgag bruising the back of my throat.
My throat is definitely sore, but I have a sense of accomplishment, I guess? I kind of want to try bigger toys (or more dynamic facefucking than just having it locked in place), but I think I need more practice first.
I think this is kind of how JuNO is feeling for me now. Like I alluded to earlier, I don't always have a big motivation to edge just because I'm desperate for an orgasm. But like last night when I went out on my balcony with just underwear on bottom, or when I pushed a plug up my ass for the first time, JuNO is pushing me to push my boundaries, and the boundary-pushing is pushing me to find those edges.
I have some more fun stories from the last few days, but I'll save them for another time. xoxo Sarah.
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ted: trent crimm is a tough cookie. but you know what you do with tough cookies? dip them in milk.
me: so here’s how tedtrent cockgagging can still win --
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I want to deprive you, of your sight, your voice i want you to only be able to hear me get off and feel me use your body, i want to make your hair stand on end and your body shiver. I want to feel your need without seeing the pleading look in your eyes.
I want to tease you till you chase my fingers, my toys, my mouth with your body leaning and arching to feel more.
I want to gently pull the cockgag from your mouth, give you a sip of water through a kiss and then give you a choice. Come now and keep coming until my favorite movie is up, or hold out for 15 more minutes and come in my mouth.
And you will choose the second, and i will smile, and force the first choice out of you. I will make you come before you can think to squeak out a sound. And while you moan, while you drip. I will start the process over, placing the gag between your lips and testing you restraints rubbing your arms and kissing your cheek.
You came so quickly, well now I hope you like musicals, because you are going to come until the very last reprise.
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June 11 - daytime (edges 2-4)
Quick update only. A lot of things went wrong today in life so while I’m sticking with my JuNO promise it’s not at the top of my mind.
11:00 AM: vibe, 10 minutes using timer website, mall flashing
1:00 PM: public stripping and oral. Used vibe and fingers. Used one of my new toys, a cockgag that stretched my jaw and, though it doesn’t make me drool as badly as the breathable gag, still did a lot. About 15 minutes.
5:00 PM: degrading oral, cockgag, vibe and fingers. About 40 minutes.
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