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lovercraftian · 1 day
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i want a snake hybrid to catch me stealing from his hoard
he'd scold me for being such a stupid boy, for thinking i could sneak into his cave and take his treasure, as he coils his long tail around my waist. with a quick jerk of his tail, he'd tear my clothes in two, and as he discards my shirt and pants and underwear to the side, he'd tell me that he forgives me, because he just found an even better treasure than gold or jewels.
he'd rub his cloaca against my thigh until his stubby, thick hemipenes peek out from his slit. they're about five inches long not counting their shared base, but they're so thick and covered in barbs and spines that they're more daunting than any other cock i've ever seen.
as he grinds against my thigh, he'd worm his long, forked tongue into my boycunt, his piercings rubbing along my insides as he explores every last inch.
once my cunt is nice and slick with his saliva, he'd wrap his tail around my ankles to keep me in place, and then he'd grind against my cunt, trying to get his cocks into me. his cocks would keep slipping just as he's about to get his tapered tips inside, and he'd eventually get so frustrated that he would grab my hips, no longer allowing me to wriggle away from him, and yank me down as he gives one good, hard thrust.
he'd tell me that my cunt feels so good, that i'm the most perfect creature he's ever had the pleasure of breeding, that he wants to keep me in his hoard like i'm his new favorite treasure.
his cocks would fill me up so fucking well. i wouldn't be able to do anything but whine and babble as he fucks me slowly and passionately. i cum once, twice, three times before i regain my ability to speak, albeit senselessly, and start begging to be let go.
"no! you can't go yet, my precious," he'd purr insistently. "i need to make sure my eggs take."
eggs?? that couldn't be right. i'd start struggling more, confused and scared. he'd hold me close, kissing my chest as he coos reassurances and murmurs praise, and his thrusts would get more frantic.
i'd scream and cum a fourth time when he thrusts one last time. one of his cocks coats my insides with his cum; the other swells and contracts as soft, golf-ball sized eggs squeeze their way through his shaft and into my boycunt.
he'd stroke my head as i calm down, telling me in a hushed voice about his species' mating process and reproductive anatomy. i wouldnt be listening, already drifting off.
he wouldn't let me leave ever again. he would spoil me like a prince as he makes sure that his eggs stay safe inside of me. when his eggs re-emerge from me and hatch, he'd be quick to pump his eggs and cum into me again, eager to keep me full of new broods of babies for us to raise together.
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ftm-udders · 2 months
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(this one is too good i gotta keep it in my asks. also whoops my response got really long)
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You'd look so good getting tentacles fucked, multiple tentacles in each hole. The tentacles that are deep in your boycunt keep pushing deeper and deeper, until you feel them push past your cervix. They curl past it, pumping what feels like gallons of aphrodisiac slick deep in you. The tentacles on your chest squeeze your tits, sliding and moving like they're milking you. You feel a bump pushing at your cunt, you let out a muffled scream that turns into a moan. The eggs pushing into you feel almost impossibly big, each one feels bigger than your fist. The tentacles in your mouth moves your head down so you can see the eggs moving deep in you, watch the bumps through your skin as they push through your cervix. The tentacles on your chest get rougher as you watch yourself get pumped full with more and more eggs. You're so blissed out from the feeling of being so full, you almost miss the milk that starts streaming out of your tits. The tentacles notice, though, and start moving faster and faster until you cum. They don't stop, just keep milking you, filling you up more and more with aphrodisiac slick and eggs.
my boycunt is obscenely wet as all of my holes are violated by tentacles. slick gushing out between thrusts, dripping down my thighs and ass, lubricating it as well as my sloppy pussy. everything feels impossibly stretched, my body pushed further than i ever could have imagined, and yet i still feel the tentacles in my boycunt pushing deeper inside me with each thrust even as my walls clench around them. finally they hit my cervix, and i breathe a sigh of relief that they can't go any further, maybe i'll even be able to adjust to my situation, rather than each of my senses being alight with pleasure and new sensations.
my thoughts are interrupted as i feel something pushing against my cervix, and i scream in pleasure as the sensitive barrier is thrusted against again and again by the tentacles, until i feel it give way under their assault. quickly they shove themselves through the opening, reaching my womb, and all at once i can feel them pouring an obscene amount of their aphrodisiac inside of me. my belly was already bulging with the sheer mass of tentacles inside me, but now its swollen with their aphrodisiac, sloshing with every thrust that bounces my body. my tits bounce alongside it, though at least they're somewhat stopped by the tentacles that have now wrapped around them to grope and massage them. its a strange feeling, but the experience of getting every hole pounded makes it hard to think of anything but the pure pleasure i'm experiencing.
that is, until a hard bump presses against my cunt from the outside, pushing at it. i start to groan from the pressure, but then one of the tentacles nudges my g spot just right and i scream as slick squirts from my cunt and my greedy hole swallows up the bump. its huge. i have no idea how something like that could even fit inside me. but the way its stretching my walls out and rubbing against my insides feels so good, so right. i'm so caught up with the egg inside me that i almost miss the second egg pushing into me, finding its way inside slightly easier than the last one, but that doesn't stop me from screaming as it forces its way into my once-tight hole. not long after, yet another egg is forcing its way inside me, right as the first one is deposited in my womb, the intense pressure on my cervix followed by a heavy weight settling in me as it finds its place.
the tentacles angle me so i'd almost be in a sitting position if i wasn't suspended in the air, tilting my head down so i can perfectly see my stomach, the bumps of the tentacles thrusting inside me, and the even larger bumps of the eggs continuing to move up through my body. i can even see the exact spot where they meet my cervix before settling in my womb.
its almost hypnotic, watching the steady stream of eggs being pumped into me. my mouth hangs open in a silent scream of pleasure, too far gone to make any sort of noise. except when a huge bump, larger than all the previous eggs, presses against my hole. but even then all i can do is let out a low guttural moan as the tentacles ram themselves into me, loosening me up until it can finally get enough purchase to slip inside, stretching me wide open. its ascent into my womb is slower than its siblings, but it feels oh so good. i'm only drawn out of my stupor of watching my slowly growing belly bump when a stray droplet of milk lands on the bump of the egg. i lean my head back slightly, i don't even know when i leaned over to better observe the eggs, and see my tits, with countless tentacles squeezing and massaging them, as well as two tentacles clamped onto my nipples. they look like they've grown, somehow, though i don't care to understand why. i let out a contented sigh as i finally register the feeling of the tentacles sucking my nipples, and this seems to spur them on as they start thrusting even faster than before.
my entire body shakes with the force of my orgasm, right as the extra large egg manages to penetrate my womb. my entire body feels on fire, but the tentacles only return to their previous pace of fucking me. i lean over to admire my belly again, just in time to see another egg forcing its way through my hole. my mouth hangs open in a silent, perpetual moan of bliss as i move my hands to stroke the bumps of the eggs through my womb, not giving a single thought as to my future as the tentacles breeder, but very happy with my eggs and milk
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zeeislewd · 3 months
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Your partner catches you staring again, their lips turning down into a slight frown. They sigh, crossing their arms in a way that lets them rest their forearms on their gravid belly.
"What? Never considered I have to grow all those eggs I put in you?" They said, running a hand down their belly, all the way underneath to help support the weight. Then they noticed the way you had been staring, and not just that you had been staring and the frown started to fade, a little glint showing in their eye. They stepped forward, moving awkwardly with all the weight they carried with them. "I've never let myself grow this many before, you know? I've never let it build up for more than a week, no more than I could hide with some baggier clothes." They spoke, their voice lowering to a purr as they drew nearer to where you lay, crawling into the bed atop you, straddling you.
"I've never had someone to put these in before." There's a hunger in their voice now as you see their ovipositor begin to creep into view, brushing against your bare thigh, sliding up towards your wet cunt. Their other tentacles pull your legs apart, giving themself full access to you. They reach their hands out to yours, guiding you to hold the weight of their gravid belly, letting you feel how taut it's become with nearly a month's worth of eggs weighing them down.
"Now all they need is their mother's nice, warm womb to incubate... There's not enough space in me for them to keep growing." They say, their ovipositor starting to press itself into your waiting slit, squirming and slithering upwards as deep as it can go. You feel the familiar push against your cervix, against that place nothing should be able to reach. It doesn't even hurt now, when they push inside of your womb to claim you; it's so familiar, and you did always have a little bit of a masochistic streak, didn't you?
The eggs start to push into you, the size of tennis balls, nearly getting stuck before even entering inside; it was lucky they had a little bit of squish to them, otherwise they'd probably tear you apart just trying to fit one. The first egg always comes alone, helping prepare you, open you up to its siblings coming shortly after. Then you start feeling the intervals between eggs shorten... Maybe ten seconds at first, then five, then barely two, then they feel like a nonstop flow of eggs, of their eggs filling you.
With your hands on their belly you can feel them start to shrink back down as they turn you into their incubator once more. You can feel the shifting of the multitude inside them as each egg starts to enter their ovipositor, then into you.You can feel the weight transfer into you. They were right; they always grew larger inside you before they properly hatched, and your frame was so much smaller than theirs you were already nearly immobilized by the shear weight of their eggs. They were only a little over halfway done.
It felt like you were trapped there beneath them for minutes on end receiving their eggs. Blissful minutes, wracked with orgasm after orgasm until your mind slipped away and the only concept of time that existed was right now. Right now, being filled, being theirs. You hardly noticed when the eggs finally stopped coming, when their belly was flat and yours was so large you couldn't see the tentacles holding you past your bump. The blissful haze was so strong you could hardly form words, but they seemed to understand what you needed nonetheless, leaning down to slip their arms around you, having to settle for draping an arm over your belly for now instead.
They smiled softly at you, leaning in ever so close until you could feel the heat of their breath against your ear, and whispered.
"What a good little incubator you are."
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ovipositivly-auggie · 9 months
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imagine exploring at night, it's hard to see and you're tired. you stumble into a cave and get caught by tentacles, some kind of creature, but before you can try to fight back it strips you and spreads your legs. it fills you with eggs until you're so full any bit of pressure makes you feel like you're going to burst,, too full to move or try to run you just sit there,, rubbing your full stomach
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squishysoftmonsters · 3 months
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Triggers : Random Hornyposting/Ovipositor [Mature +18/Minors DNI]
💚Imagine moth lover purring sweet nothings in your ear,their fluffy face burrying into your neck,hitting that one spot that makes your toes curl,back arch and body go limp as soon as they get in,then hit it again to hear your kiss swollen lips purr "deeper" into their ear,as they deposit their eggs into you,your belly growing little by little💚
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gummysharksafterdark · 3 months
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Big mean alien monarch using me as his incubator for his heirs to the throne,,, he fills my little belly with eggs and his thick seed to make them grow. My soft, warm human body is a perfect place for his clutch 😩
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so, we’ve seen Sebastian and Claude in pre-heat preparation and we’ve seen Sebastian when he’s in heat, but not Claude, soooo can I pretty please ask for a scenario or headcannons about what Claude in heat is like? With tying in his spider behavior and all?
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Oh so I have a few of these! I combined these three since these seemed compatible to mix!
(Also Ty Anons I’m so glad you enjoyed em!
So far starters I don’t think he’d just come up to us like Sebastian, he’s the type to just lock himself in his room and try to jerk off until he’s satisfied. (Which doesn’t end the way he wants since his body is craving you know…a mate. He can ‘finish’ on his own just fine but it’s not as good) he leaves a majority of the work to the other servants and will avoid rooms your in unless, you’re alone.
(I got carried away!! Made it a lil weird while I took a break from kinktober! I hope it’s good!)
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Claude (heat cycles, afab reader, demon forms, (demon form Claude has a weird flexible tentacle d!ck), Claude’s big flexible tongue, oviposposit!on, )
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You were surprised to have Hannah greet you at the door to your bedroom. You expected it to be Claude, but she quickly informed you that Claude was ‘feeling under the weather’ which…only happens once a year for an entire week. You went on with your day, you were aware of what he goes through (thanks to the Triplets accidentally telling you while venting) and expected him to come to you if he needed ‘extra help’.
You’d slept with him before, there’s no reason for him to be shy when you’ve ridden his face and sucked his dick before, though it’s been three heats since you’ve first contracted him, you figure he knows what he’s doing. With Hannah you ended up ending the day early and you just went to your room, maybe you’ll sleep early tonight.
You heard the door click open without a knock, before you can say anything you distinctly feel eyes on you. Your desk faces away from the door so you don’t know whose watching you so…intently, you stand up ready to turn and confront them, but your instantly pushed against your desk.
You freeze and try to turn but the person doesn’t let you, arms wrap around your waist and your lifted up like you weigh nothing. You cant see the person but as soon as you feel them carrying you to the door, you kick, trying to get them to let go. “Drop me!” You yelled, hoping it was one of the triplets messing with you.
Whoever it is ignores you and you breathe to scream but a hand covers your mouth. “Please, Master, quiet. I’m t-taking you to my room.” It was Claude, his voice sounded strained and he wasn’t letting you turn to see him. “Sorry to grab you like this, just n-need you.”
You were unceremoniously thrown onto a bed and it took you a second to realize you weee in Claude’s room and on his bed…but there were webs all over the floor and walls, it took you a second to realize the silky sheets you were on weren’t in fact blankets, but finely woven webs. You recoiled at the sight and tried to move backwards to get off the bed but Claude sits behind you and blocks your path.
“Claude this is gross, I don’t want to be surrounded by webs while we-“ You didn’t get to finish before he’s pressed against you with a kiss and his tongue shoved itself down your throat. You jerk under him and writhe away enough to breathe before he’s between your legs. Now that you can see him you can see just how disheveled he looks.
His hair is a mess, his tie is loose and he barely has his clothes on right, you cant help but notice he forgot to even put on an undershirt. He’s removing your pants without even asking so you give him a harsh slap, he doesn’t even flinch. “Claude! What the hell? Don’t you know to ask first! You cant just take me from my room and expect sex!”
Claude seemed taken aback by that, though he seemed to realize what he just did as he bows his head. “I-I’m sorry Master. I-I just need you now, I didn’t t-think you’d care-“ He whines out stopping to adjust the visible arousal he’s trying to hide. “It’s too much to handle on my own, even if you just let me use your hand please-“
He whimpers out more things you don’t catch before you sit up and glance around. His room…looks very different even without the webs, his normally neat room is a mess and there’s broken furniture and you cant help but wonder if he broke it in frustration while trying to avoid getting you.
You show him mercy and undress for him, he follows suit instantly and you can see just how bad his heat is getting him. His cock is dripping pre onto the silk as soon as it’s free. “Lay down.” You order, moving aside so he could. You turned away from him and seated yourself onto his face, leaning down so you could grab his cock.
He whines against you and you feel his tongue drag against your entrance before slipping inside of you. He purred feeling your walls constrict around his tongue. The vibrations gave you a surprise jolt of pleasure. You in turn take the head of his cock into your mouth, gently sucking it to coax a more noise from him.
He visibly flinched upon you taking his arousal into your mouth. You adjust yourself to practically ride his tongue, rolling your hips and stroking the rest of his cock with quick uneven strokes. He bucks up, only for you to completely move away from his cock. “Don’t choke me on your dick.”
Claude whines and his toungue retreats as he lifts you enough of his face to talk. “I-I need to be inside you.” You take it into consideration before lowering yourself onto his face again. He whines in protest but allows his tongue to lap at your clit before slipping into you once more.
“Maybe if you help me get off I’ll help you.” You respond. Claude’s tongue drags along your insides, seemingly twisting inside you in search of your sweet spot. You didn’t need to help him, his tongue can reach everything inside of you with ease, he’s just so excited he keeps missing.
You grab his cock, teasingly ghosting over the head and rubbing the base. He bucks forwards, cock trembling in your grip as pre swells at the head. You squeeze the base, grinding down on his face, feeling him hiss in response. His cock suddenly writhes out of your grip, when you look up, you can see a shadowy haze over Claude as his body shifts.
His cock is more tentacle like in this form, twisting and nearly tying itself in a not as it searches for stimulation. You can feel his firm under you, the warmth providing you comfort, after you had him ‘satiated’ you were definitely using him as a pillow (or maybe a blanket) while you rest.
You can feel him using his extra limbs to rub your breast, massage your clit and hold your hips close to his face. He purrs when your hands return to his cock, stroking it in tube with his own movements. He trembles with every few strokes, cock twisting in your grip causing you to tighten said grip.
“Good,like that.” You praise, earning a deep purr in response, his hips bucking forwards. Your thighs nearly snap shut on him when he finally finds your sweet spot. You don’t need to tell him, your moan lets him know instantly and he’s hitting it repeatedly. To reward him you swallow down his cock and before you can suck it, it wraps around your tongue causing you to gag.
You spat it out but Claude still mewled, hips trembling as he tried to stay still. You huff as you feel your own climax reaching you. His cock weeps as your hot breath teased it. You don’t touch him as causes you a blissful orgasm, you’re legs going limp as you collapse ontop of him.
You’re panting, face centimeters away from his raging erection, panting directly onto it.
You do intend to help him with it but you need to catch your breath. You watched in amusement as it seemingly stiffened more with each breath until it was so swollen it couldn’t do anything but twitch. It brushed against your cheek, then Claude practically screamed, completely muffled by your sex.
He cums against your cheek, just short of your mouth as he trembles, body going completely stiff. You get off him, adjusting yo place your weight in his lap, getting his attention. Four pairs of eyes watch you grab his cock, taking it to your entrance and lowering yourself on his still orgasming cock.
He whines, his shaft sensitive as you used his knees to brace yourself before riding him with no care. Claude mewled happily, bucking up a few times before he’s limp under you, cock spilling the last of his mess into you. “T-th-ank you M-My Queen.”
“I’m not fucking done yet, I love it when your dick is like this!” You slam down with each thrust, squeezing his still hard shaft while he recovered. His heat kept him excited, allowing you to use his stiff cock like a dildo while he trembled and recovered from days of aching finally being taken care of.
He was thrilled you let him finish inside of you, he’d let you ride him till he’s unconscious if it meant he could finish inside of you. His swollen shaft ached with every stroke, feeling like it’s going to burst while stimulate him.
You pause open feeling what seemed like his cock expanding inside of you.
You jump off him quickly, startled, when you look down you see your suspicions confirmed. Claude desperately whimpered, cock bobbing as you undoubtedly ruined his second orgasm…
A small, circular swollen spot moved from the base of his cock to the tip, it seeming was stuck, as Claude quickly stroked himself, noticeably squeezing himself from base to tip to force his cum to push whatever it was out.
The entire time he’s sobbing and whining, if you didn’t know any better you’d think you broke something down there…
You finally get to see the object nearly a minute later, it finally emerges fro his swollen cock, popping out with a ‘squelch’ that made you cringe. The way it forced his cock open looked painful, though he continued stroking himself feverishly, bucking into his own hand.
You pick up the object an realize, it’s an egg.
You look up and see another small bump working it’s way up his still hard cock. You examine the egg in your hand, it’s maybe the size of a golf ball, a little pressure made it give, your certain you could crush it easily. You hold it in your hand, watching Claude continue to try to milk the rest of his clutch out, without the cum aiding his shaft, it was difficult, and you noticed, there were a few at the base of his cock.
You decide to experimentally help him, pulling the lotion (or lube you couldn’t really see) from the night stand, pouring it on the engourged head of his cock. You practically squeeze it into his shaft and your hand is suddenly stroking him, his own hands pushed out of the way.
“D-don’t stroke d-down!” He squeaked out, legs shaking as they were pressed together. “I-it hurts, just, stroke up, squeeze, like I-I-it’s..” He paused thinking of an example. “T-tooth paste? T-they are d-durable b-but there’s no room t-to push them d-down.”
“Even in your heat you wish to lecture me?” Nonetheless you do as advices and he melts. He’s purring, cock spitting out three more eggs, you are about to stop but he bucks up. “Wait, there’s more?”
Claude nods. “I c-cant tell how many, I-there was no p-pressure t-they are supposed t-to come f-faster…” You let the eggs pool on his stomach, the white eggs standing out against the black fur.
He’s whimpering and just shy of thrashing you off of him as another couple of eggs started working their way up his aching cock. They come out quite quickly as his cock has recovered enough to build up pre again.
You are left with eight eggs, you notice his cock still hasn’t softened but you put the eggs aside first. “Still got a few left in you?” You tease, getting ontop of him again. He nods, too tired to respond. “Tell me when you are close or I’m forcing every one of these eggs back into your cock.”
He shudders at the thought, cock jumping inside you.
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rbynight · 6 months
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in the mood to birth half a dozen eggs. i want to feel them weighing down my stomach, sliding down against my cervix, stretching it open ever-so-slowly, so the constant contact is driving me crazy. i want to feel myself open up from the inside so they can escape. i want them to force my cunt to gape wider than it ever has as they slip further along the way, and I want to feel the pressure as the first egg crowns against my entrance. i want my labia to pull tight around the fattest part of a smooth shell and make me wonder, for just a moment, if it’s going to be able to come out at all. i want the pressure release to be so intense that i cum as i finish birthing it — and then i want to do it five more times.
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b0tt0mb0y · 1 year
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I’m back again
I vanish pretty often a know, I got a lot of irl shit going on- so I often don’t have the time or energy to post, sorry bout that. Anyway, now that I’m back- I’ve thought a few times about a specific scenario, it’s one I’ve seen on here a few times- just kinda a few different posts. So, I guess I’ll share what it is. It’s an alien abduction thing, aliens need nests to lay their eggs in kinda thing. Their species don’t have the same gender roles as humans, they’re all breeder with big ovipositors. They lay lots of eggs, clutches of ping pong ball sized eggs, with soft shells, that eventually grow to the size of tennis balls- and harden as they grow. The aliens, needing incubators for their eggs, abduct humans. They’ve discovered humans make the perfect incubators for their eggs- having so many holes to fill. Imagine being one of the lucky people snatched by these aliens. They bind you to a table, legs spread apart wide. Giving you an aphrodisiac in the form of an injection, or a mist if you’re scared of needles, it gets you dripping wet and ready. Humans can’t handle more then one clutch at a time, so the wait lists to breed you would be months long- since they’re all desperate to lay their eggs. Being a breeder for these aliens is gonna be your job for the rest of your life, the first alien would approach you, for a moment you’d be scared- till you felt one of the monsters two giant c0cks enter you, (did I mention they have two :>) it’s so big- but you where so horny that you feel nothing but pleasure. Moaning and whining as it fucks you hard, the alien goes for a while- enjoying your little human noises. It makes you cum a few times before it starts laying. The eggs being pushed into you feel so good and heavy. When it pulls out you assume it’s over, sad. That is until you feel its second cock enter you. Pumping you full of cum after a bit. Your finally done, the aliens cum forms a sticky layer plugging you up, so no eggs can escape prematurely. The alien then leaves, leaving you to whine and beg for more. Unfortunately you won’t be getting any more eggs for a while, but due to humans having multiple holes- the aliens still offer you pleasure. Dumb from need they easily move you to another room. Your strapped down again, a fucking machine near your ass- and a dildo above you for you to suck. How kind. They turn the machine on and leave you to continue their duties. The pleasure never stops, when your not being bred your fucked by the machine. It’s such a wonderful life for you. A dumb alien incubator.
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rundblox · 6 months
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Really need someone to grab me by my hips pushing their cock into my needy cunt in one fluid motion making me ride them till I'm a sobbing overstimulation mess nodding my head dumbly at whatever they tell me to do <3333
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lewdsdelta · 4 months
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My mate towers over me, their arms planted on the wall I'm leaning against, and my eyes lock with theirs. I smile back, cupping my hands on the bump filling out their torso. A soft growl rumbles from their lips, followed by gentle panting as I soothe the tight skin. "Someone is showing~" I tease. "And quite a clutch, huh?"
"All the better for my little... incubator..." they moan softly, pressing me against the wall and biting playfully at my shoulder. "I like seeing you as full, as *round* and heavy... as I can make you..." their ovipositor, thick, and throbbing, brushes against my leg as they press their egg-filled belly against my torso. The difference in size between our bodies made it clear that a noticable bump on them would mean I would be filled until I looked fit to pop, and would stay like that for a few days....
"I think... we should get comfortable then... you're clearly eager to lay, and I want to take care of you... after all you take care of your little broodmommy."
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zeeislewd · 3 months
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It's well past midnight when you finally bring yourself to climb the stairs to your bedroom, grumbling to yourself as you flip light switches and plunge yourself into abject darkness before going step by step up the creaky old staircase. You can hear the floorboards shift and protest against any weight being put upon them, and you hope against hope the noise of your steps doesn't wake your partner; they certainly deserve the rest.
As you crest the top of the stairs you see a strange shape; where you had expected to see your partner's dimly outlined sleeping form instead you see a dim glow under the covers, little moans and wet noises... A smile spreads across your face and you move closer; you don't have anything to be up for tomorrow morning, why not offer your love a little stress relief?
You pull back the covers and start climbing into bed, leaning down to kiss your partner when you notice the shock on their face, staring at you like they're afraid. At first you're confused, but then you feel something against your leg, damp and warm, and you look down. Whatever you expected to see between their legs, a mass of writhing tentacles slithering out of them, curling around their legs and now reaching up to take hold of you by the waist... That certainly wasn't it. At first you think this might be the cause of their fear, but then they open their mouth and manage to stammer out a few words.
"L-love, I'm so sorry, I- I mean I was planning to tell you soon and- But I-" they keep cutting themself off but you can gather enough context through the shock to realize this is just another facet of your partner, of the love of your life that you hadn't yet learned. A smile creeps onto your lips and before they can stammer out any more apologies you move in for a kiss. Their worry begins to melt away and you feel their arms wrap around you, their tentacles now moving with purpose, given permission to touch you for the first time. You feel the wriggling tendrils wrap around your waist, a few carefully slithering into the waistband of your panties, seeking out your soaked cunt.
The kiss turns into a deep make out, you feel their tongue push at your lips for entry and open your mouth to let it in only to realize it's another tentacle slithering up your lover's throat and into your mouth. Their eyes open to look at you, to keep their gaze locked on you to gauge your reaction as this new tentacle tests how far it can go. At first it only slips an inch into your mouth, then two, then you feel it touch your throat and start easing down. The tentacle is just a little thinner than their tongue, and they've made you take things down your throat before, held you between their thighs to see how long you could last... And it was hard to focus on having your throat fucked when you could also feel a tentacle in your pussy slithering deeper than anything was meant to enter you.
It prodded at your cervix and you felt a jolt of pain, pulling back reflexively, but it was determined to gain entry to your womb, and as soon as it was all the way inside you could feel why; the first egg was pushing against your labia, the bulge in their tentacle stretching you further as it moved up and into you. Another egg followed shortly, then another, and another; a near constant stream of eggs dropping comfortably into your womb until your belly was swollen out and full, so round you looked at least six months pregnant.
The stretching, the weight of your belly, the feeling of just how *full* you are is enough to push you over the edge. Your legs turn to jelly as you cum, letting out a desperate little moan over the tentacle in your mouth. It's clear from your partner's writhing body that they're close, too, and soon you feel the hot sensation of cum flooding down your throat, sticky and viscous all the way down into your belly. Gush after gush, pulse after pulse, the tentacle in your mouth starts to pull back out of your throat, leaving one last load on your tongue before re-entering your partner's lips to hide away once more. The cum tastes salty, but ever so slightly sweet, warm on your tongue...
As you break free from your orgasmic stupor you see an embarrassed grin on your lover's face, their hands up on their mouth to try and hide it but you can see the joy in their eyes. You know exactly what they're thinking and you blush, closing your eyes and rolling off of them to let the weight of your belly rest on the mattress instead of being pressed between you and them. They run a hand over the curve of your belly, the tentacles cradling it gently... You were going to be a mother, and not even remotely how you expected.
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ovipositivly-auggie · 9 months
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you start to love the creature that captured you and love the feeling of being filled with it's eggs, to the point that you beg for more everytime you lay because you can't stand the feeling of being empty
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hemipenal-system · 2 months
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the best part of drinking boba tea is swallowing all the eggs- i mean eggs- i mean- fuck
is swallowing the eggs- damn it
is taking her ovipositor in your mouth and sucking and holding her gently and- FUCK
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squishysoftmonsters · 7 months
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Triggers : Sexual Content/Expansion/Ovipositor[Mature +18 Minors/Ageless DNI]
💚Imagine slime monster who came across your expedition crew,observing you and watching. The slime put on a performance on sight,and you enjoyed it. It had split itself into several pieces,so each of you can take a piece home. Once home,you freed the slime,letting it explore.
You'd call it pet names,always give it kisses touches and it adored the affection following you everywhere. Over time,it grew possessive and controlling,killing off any potential competition you brought home,which were friends of many genders
You : Im not your property! What's wrong with you?
The slime hissed in anger,believing you were seeing someone else behind it's back. You ignored it's angry screeches heading to bed while it was left seething. The next morning you awoke,the slime had covered the entirety of your home interior with pieces of it's body,deterring you from leaving,covering the windows and doors.
You : Why are you acting this way? I give you a home and you want to keep me like some object?
It continued to shriek in protest. Slimes from all sides wrapped around your hands and legs,tying you down as you wrestled as being penetrated from inside,its glowing knot pumping in and out of you repeatedly. Your chest and belly expand to a glowing mass,screaming in horror watching each radiating egg get deposited into you one after the other.
The slime becomes angry,going faster and faster,more eggs stuffing into your body. You struggled to birth them out,but the agitated slime stuffed them back into you fusing your canals shut so you could beg instead of pushing to be free of the eggs. It denied you birth repeatedly,ignoring you.
You were kept captive by the slime,well fed,bathed and hydrated until ready to birth it's babies. The slime chittered,watching it's young move about in your belly and swollen reproductive organs,stroking your stomach lovingly.
You : [exhausted] Please..
The slime removed the binds from your canal,easing you through the process of giving birth,purring sweetly into your ear,stroking your forehead or leaving sloppy kisses on your lips.
Your glowing belly with luminous tiger stripes deflated with every birth,home now filled with the chittering slime babies that crawled all over you in search of food.
Lying exhausted on the floor,the baby slimes fed on you hungrilly. The process of being full of slimes became orgasmic and pleasurable as they were birthed. You grew used to it and weirdly addicted,begging your new lover to impregnate you💚
💚S L I M E C O N T E N T💚
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