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animelover20 · 6 months
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Hey guys guess what I started writing😁❤️
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I STARTED MY DOFFY CHRISTMAS FIC❤️
this shits fucking wholesome and I love it.
So i decided to share the last few paragraphs I wrote. Which probably have a few errors but don't mind those.
OH YEAH AND I'VE BARELY PLANNED THIS OUT I'VE JUST BEEN TYPING NON STOP BECAUSE IM GETTING DIALOGUE AND IDEAS EVERY 5 SECONDS!
this is amazing and I hope I can get this finished in time for Christmas.
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rs-hawk · 7 months
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Your Siren Boyfriend eventually tricking you into the water after weeks of just chatting to you on the docks. He never sings or tries to convince you to come in. He sits in the water, his arms propping him up on the low dock so you two can talk. His eyes dark as a trench, and you can’t help but worry about all the light on the surface hurting him. Even at night, it’s still brighter than where he’s from.
The night you bring him sunglasses is when he knows you’re going to be his mate. He feigns confusion and asks how to put them on. You giggle and lean forward, setting them on his face. He takes that moment to grab your wrists, yanking you into the salt water. You barely manage to catch a breath before hitting the water, not that it matters because as soon as he kisses you, you suddenly can breathe.
You want to be angry at him, but he looks so happy. He starts clicking and chirping, something he hasn’t done in a few weeks since he realized you can’t understand him. It must be like when you gets excited and revert to your mother tongue.
His shark teeth gently nip at you neck as he tugs at your clothes, encouraging you to slip out of your swimsuit. You know that you shouldn’t. This isn’t right. But you can’t help yourself. The feeling of your Siren slipping inside of you makes you whimper. He pushes you against the shifting sand of the ocean floor, slamming into you roughly. You can’t help the moans and sounds that escape your mouth. Thank God you can breathe under water now because there’s no way you could have contained yourself.
When he’s done, he eases back, burying his face between your trembling legs. His fat tongue encourages you to finish, and you do rather quickly. Once he’s satisfied, his kisses make their way back up to your lips.
“You’ll stay with me, won’t you?”
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specshroom · 2 months
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Love knots. Love the idea of knotting. Like oh nooooooo, ig we HAVE to cockwarm and cuddle in each others warm embrace with your cock buried deep inside me. Ugh that sucksssss :((
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skelly-words · 4 months
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Bring your tentacle to work day…
NSFW: tentacle smut, anal, vaginal, squirting, public, exhibitionism, getting caught (non-con to the viewer?) yep that's it
There's pt. 2 and pt. 3
NO MINORS 18+ ONLY
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Thinking about a pet tentacle that stays in your panties all day. Nobody can see it under your skirt. The fatter end plugs your butt. Its length is textured by suckers on one side, in the same shiny blue as the skin. It runs up and down your slit, letting the slick suckers wake your pussy up, sliding through the sticky mess dripping out of you. The tip softly suctions to your sensitive clit, making your thighs squeeze shut on the bumpy bus ride to work.
Once you sit at your desk, lost on a floor of cubicles, the tentacle begins to double over itself to push into your cunt. You try to stay focused on the spreadsheet in front of you, but your slick and the lubrication oozing from the tentacle is beginning to soak through your underwear. The disgusting squish of the appendage writhing inside of you can be heard coming from between your legs.
It stretches you open so good and you hump the chair for more stimulation. You can feel the end buried in your ass begin to throb, signaling that it's close to release. Your heavy breathing starts turning into soft whines and moans that you can't seem to keep down.
The swollen tentacle fucks you harder, frantically pushing into your pussy as far as it can until you're completely full. Your muscles clench and spasm around it as the suckers brush all the best spots inside of you. In a haze, you stumble to the bathroom, rushing into the back stall before you cum all over your cubicle.
You grip the handicap bar as the head of the tentacle pops off your clit to shove inside of you too.
You hold onto the bar firmly, bent over to press your chest to the wall. One hand flips up your skirt and shoves your panties down your thighs. A shiver runs through you as the cool air hits your exposed cunt, all sloppy and wet from being stimulated all day. With more room to move, the greedy tentacle fucks you faster, sucking itself into your pussy as you could feel the entire muscle pulse.
Your middle finger gently teases your clit, circling around and around the little nub until you’re so close to cumming, practically spilling over the edge when you hear the door creak.
“Oh, no n- shit.” You never locked the stall, and you watch in horror as your co-worker slams the stall door open.
“Hey, are you feeling oka…” She trails off. Eyes widening but never leaving your cunt, all puffy and fucked out. Her jaw slackens and you give up on trying to speak as the tentacle begins to ejaculate. Milky-blue cum floods into you and overflows to trickle down your pretty thighs.
Your co-worker won't make eye-contact with you, but through her shy demeanor, you see the lust dusting her cheeks with red as she watches you. Your sensitive cunny twitches around the fat tentacle as you squirt everywhere.
You've made a mess of the bathroom, your legs are almost too weak to support you, and your co-worker still hasn't spoken.
Finally, in a shaky voice she says, “where do I get one of those?”
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A/N- I kinda want a pt 2 where you use it on the co-worker, but idk if that's too over the top.
Okay I did it
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theres-a-body-here · 6 months
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Having a Vampire Boyfriend would be so fucking funny
Like imagine cooking and accidentally cutting your finger while chopping carrots or sum shit.
"Fuck!" You exclaim, flinching away as the knife clatters to the countertop. Blood drips down your fingers as you hold your wound close to your body.
Your vampire boo is immediately on you. He gently grabs your hand, wanting to see the damage.
It's not too deep.
He grabs a napkin and cleans the blood. "You have to be more careful, love," he mutters softly.
You flush slightly, a bit embarrassed at his coddling. "I'm fine, really."
He finishes patting your wound clean and presses his lips to your hand. His cold skin feels refreshing against the heated injury, making you let out a soft sigh. He pulls away as he holds the bloodied napkin a little too protectively.
"So..." he begins, nervously fiddling with the napkin. "Can I?" He bats his eyelashes as his voice borders on begging.
You roll your eyes and let out a sigh. At least he asked this time.
You turn to look at him. "Sure, but don't be weird abou—"
Him immediately:
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deunmiu-dessie · 2 months
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werewolf!ex-boyfriend who you've been out of a relationship for the last couple of months. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who can't get over you, who doesn't want to get over you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes dangerously obsessed with you, because you belong to him, he's already laid his claim on you. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who stalks you all over town. werewolf!ex-boyfriend thinking of ways to win you back. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who becomes desperate when you move on to someone else. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who follows you home from work one night. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who drags you into an empty alleyway, covering your mouth. werewolf!ex-boyfriend who whimpers and pleads, humping against your thigh. "just the tip, that's it. you don't mind, right?" ˙◠˙
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thrasherella · 8 days
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Going from a human boyfriend that only eats you out out of obligation and isn’t really into it to a Werewolf Boyfriend who gets so excited about being able to eat you out that he’ll go for hours if you let him and he’s rock hard the entire time.
Yes, he wants to fuck you of course, but you taste so fucking sweet it’s hard to tear himself away.
...
"Wait!" she cried out, panting as she tried to catch her breath, face incredibly hot as a telltale crimson flush overtook her cheeks. He paused, looking up at her from between her thighs, the way he was making those puppy dog eyes at her driving her crazy. "I..." she hesitated, biting at her lower lip softly and breaking their eye contact; oh Christ this is so embarrassing...
"My last boyfriend, aahhh...heeee said that I, um, I don't taste good--" she could feel her voice staring to get choked up in her throat as the tears welled and threatened to spill down her cheeks, but before she could say another word his mouth was on her, and she gasped sharply, head falling back as his tongue drove straight into her soft walls, lapping at the arousal already dripping from her.
"What a fucking loser," he muttered into her, his hot breath causing her to shiver. "You taste like a piece of fucking candy...so sweet..." he gave a long, low moan as his tongue returned to her tight cunt, his cock swollen and dripping, begging for his attention, but he ignored his own needs for now. There would be plenty of time to stretch this pretty pink hole around his dick later; right now there was a feast to be had...
Her mind turned to static as he made out with her pussy, a symphony of ambrosial tones cascading from her lips; it was music to his ears. She hadn't known that this could feel so good, her blood running molten hot as his tongue plundered and tasted her relentlessly, pushing so deep he bumped up against her cervix, making her gasp and twitch; sharp teeth occasionally raking against her sensitive clit, her hips rolling and bucking as she squirmed beneath him deliciously. Chris had only ever put in the minimal effort when it came to eating her, acting like it was such a bothersome chore; this was like being worshipped, his lips taking full advantage of her, tongue filling her completely, those sharp, dangerous teeth testing her skin gently, lightning dancing along her spine as he threatened to break her skin but never did. She hoped she would bare his bruises tomorrow...
He let out little whimpers and groans that only fueled the wildfire that was raging out of control within her core, sucking her soft skin delicately, growling and grinding himself into the mattress in wonderfully agonizing anticipation.
He made her cum so many times she couldn't keep count; clawed fingers of one hand rubbing her swollen and throbbing clit until she was practically screaming, the other hand reaching up to tease and pinch her hardened nipples. She was unable to think as she came over and over against his mouth, onto his hand, soaking his face and the bedsheets with her sweet juices.
He desperately tried to lap up every last drop...
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silken-moonlight · 11 days
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I love imperial style novels, now lets add fantasy ans smutt so we get this tiny cute idea:
Vampire emperor and you are his newest concubine. The other concubines are mean, are absolutly annoyed with a new addition to the Harem. Also you are so sweet and kind, don't worry, they say, they'll change you.
But you gain the attention of the vampire emperor when you go off on a fellow concubine for being insufferable to a young maid. To your misfortune its the emporers favourite concubine.
He tells you to follow him, taking you through the castle. You think he will punish you, but...suddenly you are in his bedroom. He seals the door.
"Sit on the bed" he tells you. You obey. He sits down across from the bed and watches you.
He spits commands: "Undress." "Lay back" "Eyes on me"
Then he tells you to touch yourself. You are embaressed but turned on. You touch yourself, he guides you how to, where to tease and to pinch. He edges you through your own hands until he finally lets you cum.
This becomes a routine, every second day he orders you into his bedroom, making you touch yourself. Sometimes, there are toys laid out for your or lingerie. Often these days there is a blindfold you have to wear, sometimes you have to tie your legs apart. You are his personal entertainment. He never speaks more than those commands.
You crave more, you want to be taken, you need something inside you. Something real.
You never speak more to him, only moaning, not even begging. So afraid that you'll destroy this all.
But one night he has teased you for hours, not letting you cum, you cry out of need to cum. You want to come, you really really need to actually. So your lips part and you let out a whiny:"Please...I need you."
"Fucking finally." He growls and is on you in a second. His cock suddenly in your leaking cunt and his fangs buried in your neck.
You will not be able to walk tomorrow, not that you really care right now.
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monstersflashlight · 29 days
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Train trip
gn!Ghost x fem!reader || groping, dub-con, edging, accidental exhibitionism (very light)
You were almost asleep, the train home took too long and you worked a double shift. You could barely keep your eyes open as you (finally) sat down. There were only two other people in the train, and you didn't mind them as you pushed your legs up on the seat in front of you and made yourself comfortable. You were thinking about taking a nap when you felt it.
At first, you thought it was just a weird contraction of your muscles, tired after all day working. You moved a bit and tried to fall asleep again. But then you felt it again.
A soft caress against the inside of your leg, it felt like a hand. You looked down, but there was nothing there. Your skirt rode up at the bottom, like something was pushing it up. You slapped it down again. The hair at the back of your neck standing up as a shiver ran down your back. You couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. Something was there. You looked at the other two passengers, but they were looking at their phones, nobody paying you attention. An awful feeling ran through you.
The profound dread that filled you made you anxious as you tried, and failed, to get up. There was some kind of force holding you down, your legs felt too heavy, extended on the seat in front of you. Your arms too tired to get them up. You started to panic, something primal inside of you wanting you to run, to scream. You couldn’t, as you opened your mouth to do just that, something fell over it. You couldn’t see anything, but you couldn’t move, couldn’t scream.
What the fuck.
Something, someone, was constricting your movements and covering your mouth. You always said you didn’t believe in ghosts, but in that second, all the times you said something about it passes through your mind. Your mind frantically trying to make you run, filled with panic. You tried to scream again, but the thing over your mouth just pushed harder, pressing lightly against your nose and making it hard for you to breathe. You tried to calm down, to take deep breaths. You almost succeeded calming your racing heart.
But you felt it again. A presence at your side, a hand running up and down inside your thigh, pushing your legs apart. You tried to push your knees together as hard as you could. It was no use, whatever force was there kept them open.
You tried to scream, to bite down, but they didn’t move. The hand kept going up and up, your skirt moving up as they got too close. You felt exposed, scared that somebody was going to look at you and see you there, quiet and with your skirt up your hips, your panties showing completely. You tried to move away again as ghostly fingers ran up and down the seam of your panties, you moaned involuntarily. Fuck. It was not the time to get aroused by ghostly hands. It was unnatural, it was wrong. You couldn’t be feeling aroused about it. You didn’t want to be touched. Did you?
You tried to get away again, but failed once more. Sitting still on the train, legs up, open and exposing your most vulnerable parts, panting. You didn't want to, you knew it wasn’t normal to feel like that, but your panties were getting damp, your pussy wet. The presence moved again, something else groping your tits, massaging them like they didn’t care about you, just wanted to feel you pant again. They succeeded. You moaned softly as whatever was there kept groping your boobs. You felt how they pinched your nipples through the fabric of your bra, the moan you let out swallowed by the hand covering your mouth. How many hand did they have? Were they even hands? You couldn’t see anything at all, but you could feel so much. Too much. Your pussy clenched over nothing.
The fingers kept playing with your pussy over your panties, not pressing, not doing more than a light caress. You wanted to scream for them to stop, maybe to keep going. You weren't sure anymore. You wanted them to move. Each second, growing a bit more nervous, a bit desperate. The mixed feeling inside of your brain weren’t nothing compared to the heat soaking your panties.
When the first finger moved your panties and pushed inside, your scream was muffled by a hand. Followed right after with what felt like two fingers getting shoved down your mouth. You gagged over them, but not a heartbeat later you were sucking on them, soaking them and trying to get them as far as you could. You thought you heard a laugh, but there was nothing there. With two fingers down your throat and two fingers up your pussy, you felt like a toy for their pleasure. That shouldn’t make you hot, shouldn’t make more juices run down your thighs. But it did. You felt so hot, so aroused.
They fucked your pussy like a piston as you stood there, unable to move and swallowing against their fingers, trying to muffle the dirty sounds you were making. You looked up at the other two passengers, they were still looking at their phone. Good. You didn’t want them to look. Did you? No, you didn’t. That thought didn’t make your pussy contract against the fingers inside you.
You felt on edge, you were so close but so far. They were hitting all the right places at once, just to move away the next second. They were flicking your clit and rolling it in the most perfect way to have to touch the edge, but never going over it. You wanted to scream. But instead of that, you doubled your efforts sucking the fingers inside your mouth. You were good, you were a good girl who deserved to cum. Weren’t you? You could deep-throat those fingers until the ghost (ghosts?) made you come.
But they kept the torture up. Getting you close and taking it away over and over. A tear fell from your right eye, traveling down your cheek. You tasted the salt of your tears next, flowing freely as you were exposed and played with, unable to fight back, unable to move, unable to come.
The whole trip kept going like that, they got you close just to take it away. Over and over until you were a crying mess, your tears mixing with the saliva running down your mouth as you sucked on their fingers. You were scared that somebody could see you like that, but too desperate to stop. It was fruitless. You were at the mercy of an unknown entity in the middle of a train. You felt dirty. You felt like a filthy girl. And that turned you on beyond belief.
They played with your pussy for what felt like hours, but you know it was only 30 min, the exact time between one stop and the next one. When the next stop was rolling close, they hit that damn place that made you see stars, the fingers inside of you milking the pleasure out of you as the train slowly reduced the speed. You came and came and came, a scream involuntarily leaving your mouth as the presence vanished completely. The fingers inside your pussy gone, the fingers inside your mouth, too. The scream alerted the two other passengers who looked up and rapidly looked down.
You didn’t want to know how you looked, probably a mess. They didn’t look up, but you could see how one of them tried to hide his erection. You tried to pull yourself together, your panties were completely ruined, your face was probably a messy mix of tears and saliva, your shirt as wet as the inside of your thighs. You left the wagon and the dude lifted his eyes, making eye content with you and smirking. The knowing grin on his face made your face flush, embarrassed beyond belief.
A ghost ravished you in a train… and you enjoyed it.
What a filthy, filthy girl.
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animelover20 · 7 months
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Life is filled with boredom but writing about fictional characters exists <3
And you can cure said boredom and writers block because..
drum roll please
🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁
!!!MY WRITING REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!
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here are some rules
(I'll only take one piece requests at the moment)
(also slight NSFW warning below)
WILL DO: Fluff,NSFW/smut,X Reader drabbles,thirsts, gn,male and fem reader
WON'T DO: character X character(unless it's poly) smut with female characters. CNC,noncon,knife play,blood play,scat,vomit,piss,incest,ageplay, anything to do with kids(even fluffy shit)
Characters I will write for: (in no particular order)
(also the ones in bold are ones I rather enjoy writing for)
Luffy,Zoro,Sanji,Usopp,Jinbei,Doflamingo, Mihawk,Crocodile,Boa,Corazon, Law, Kidd, Killer,Ace,Bartolomeo,Cavendish,Caesar Clown,Benn beckman,Shanks,Roger,Marco, Smoker,Kinemon.
Characters I might consider:
(will add more later)
Robin,Sabo,Kaido,Katakuri,King,Fujitora, Sai, Rayleigh,Shakky,Scopper gaban
ONLY platonic: Bepo,Shachi,Penguin, Chopper,Brook,Franky,Nami,Baby 5,tashigi
(I'm too lazy to tag them all😭)
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fvcking-fae · 2 months
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You’re tied to a bench and gagged and being slowly fucked by a sex machine as several tall alien creatures surround you to watch. Then one of them turns the knob on the machine to make it go a little faster, making you moan and wiggle.
“As you can see, this particular human quite enjoys our machine. One similar to a machine on earth except I’ve brandished it with genitalia more shaped like ours. I’ve tested a few different shapes but this human seems to prefer ours.”
“You abducted it, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Have you administered the aphrodisiac? It seems… panicked?”
“I haven’t yet. I was observing its raw reactions to our particular genital shape. But we can administer some now. If you would just remove its gag.”
A large hand reached around your head and unbuckled the strap, lifting the gag from your face. You moaned and begged.
“P-please… no more… I c-can’t take anymore.” You begged as the machine continued to pump into your abused hole.
“Is it okay?” You heard one ask.
“Yes. It’s just been having orgasms for a few hours. It’s very sensitive is all. But after the aphrodisiac is administered it should calm down a bit more.“
The tall creature brought a tentacle shaped tube to your mouth and slipped it slowly down the back of your throat. You gagged a little then tasted a sugary liquid and couldn’t stop yourself from swallowing a couple mouthful, and then the tube was taken away.
“It shouldn’t take long before we see the effects. It will start to struggle a bit more but that’s just because it’s getting eager to climax.”
“It doesn’t need a break?”
“It does occasionally. But with this one I’m testing its boundaries.”
After a few more seconds you started panting and pulling at your restraints.
“It’s turning a bit red. I heard that means they’re sick.”
“That’s the aphrodisiac. It’s getting flustered. If you look at its vital signs you’ll see its heart rate is increasing and its arousal at the same rate. Here.” The creature handed another alien dildo to their friend. “Touch the tip of this to its lips.”
As the dildo reached your lips your tongue acted on its own and poked out of your mouth to lick the toy. Your mouth opened wider and you saw the one holding it look up to the experimenter for permission and they nodded. The toy was slowly pushed into your mouth and you eagerly sucked it down until you couldn’t anymore.
The experimenter turned the machine knob and watched as it fucked into you faster and your body writhed and arched and you moaned around the toy. Your moans got louder and longer and you felt another orgasm approaching. You noticed an “X-ray” cross section of your hole on a screen and saw it tightening.
“Interesting…”
“Isn’t it?”
“Is it going to climax soon? I’ve never seen a human orgasm.”
“It should in a few seconds.”
And they were right. You soon came and couldn’t help how your body jerked and twitched. The moans from your mouth were muffled by the alien toy. It was removed slowly, your saliva dripping from it.
“… m-more. Please…”
“Fascinating how easily the aphrodisiac can change its mind. Will you keep this one? It’s not as frightened or hostile as some other humans we’ve abducted.”
“I might have to. It’s a wonderful test subject.”
Part 2
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rs-hawk · 5 months
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Going INSANE thinking about this post by @curiousmons :
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So here we go!!
Your Centaur Boyfriend being embarrassed when he explains he’s never cum before because he can’t reach “down there”. You’re stunned and ask why he hasn’t told you before. You tell him you’d have at least given him a handjob before now so he could get some release! He sheepishly tells you that he almost didn’t tell you at all because he’s worried he won’t last long and he doesn’t want to disappoint you.
After a soft heart to heart session, you explain that even if he doesn’t last long, at least you’ll be doing it together so it’ll be wonderful. The kissing starts off slow and soft with him stooping down and you on your tiptoes. Then him pulling off your shirt, and you eagerly finishing undressing yourself when he hesitates. He eases you onto your back on the soft (but itchy, not that you’d tell him) hay he made into a bed for you. His front legs are tucked under him as he goes back to kissing you, pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly.
Despite never having been with anyone before, he knows that his massive cock would hurt you if you’re not prepped, which is another reason you two had waited for so long. Now you could easily take his fingers, and you were already soaking wet for him. His cock is so hard that he’s already leaking precum and it’s almost painful. He wants to be inside of you so badly.
“Please,” you whisper, breaking the kiss to look up at him.
He bites his lip before nodding slightly. He stands back up and you adjust, pushing yourself into doggy style so it’s easier for him to push into you. You have to help guide him a bit since you have to be so far under him, but as soon as the tip of his cock is pushed inside of you, he starts going crazy.
He jerks his hips towards you, nearly impaling you with his massive cock in one thrust. You yelp, not expecting that sudden and deep of a movement, but you don’t pull away.
“I’m sorry baby. You feel so good. I’m sorry,” he groans as he continues to slam in and out of you, driving you into the floor.
His cock slams deep inside of you, stretching you out in the most delicious way. He bullies your cervix in a way you never thought possible, his hot and slick precum already coating your womb. You whimper, trying to find something to hold onto. When you start to squirm, he uses his front hooves to keep you in place, setting them lightly on you, of course not his full weight, just so he can continue to cram himself into you.
Once he’s close, his thrusting becomes more sporadic. He thrusts roughly and sloppily, almost pulling out in his haste to push back inside of you. You can feel him throbbing and pulsing inside of you, every thick inch of that cock stretching you out even more as he already was.
“You’re so good baby. So tight. So wet,” he whines, picking up the pace even more.
“Keep going,” is all you can manage to get out between the rough assaults on your body.
He complies until he crams himself as deeply as he can inside of you, pumping you full of hot, thick ropes of cum. You can feel it filling you, extending your stomach and spilling out onto your thighs and the floor under you even as he’s still deep inside of you.
His front legs tremble before he buckles them, pulling them off of you so he can support himself on them. You can hear his deep breathing and panting as he recovers, his cock still throbbing inside of you.
“That was amazing baby,” you sigh, almost dreamily, before you try to wiggle out from under him.
However, he’s already rutting into you, grinding his hips against yours with his cock still buried inside of you. “Just one more baby. Please please let me do it just one more time.”
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specshroom · 2 months
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So I read that lemurs scoop their competitor's sperm out of females with their tongues. I don't actually know if that's true but...
JUST IMAGINE.
You're found by a troop of these half lemur half human creatures in the forest. Basically a human but with lemur traits, striped tails, huge eyes, furry ears, little snouts and long prehensile tongues, the whole shabang.
It's not long before one or two of them are rubbing up on you, rubbing their scent glands on you which, unbeknownst to you, works as a pretty strong aphrodisiac to humans.
They struggle your back pack and clothes off, leaving you just as naked as they are. You might have been more concerned about that if it wasn't for one of them shoving his strange tongue down your throat and rubbing the scent glands on his wrists all over your naked skin. The pheromones have made you putty in their hands. Two kneel on the ground in front of you and lick up your thighs, feverishly sniffing and lapping at your wet pussy.
After a bit of a skirmish one of them finally mounts and fucks you, much to the others displeasure. It's fast and needy, his arms holding you around the waist to hit those good spots inside you. As you look up at the trees you notice there are many more in this troop than you realised, watching you from the high branches.
The one fucking you finally cums deep inside you. He licks and nibbles at your tits until another one gets impatient and pushes him off starting a fight between them. The sneaky third one takes this opportunity to shove his long tongue into your pussy and scoop out the first's cum, repeatedly dragging his rough tongue along your walls. When he feels he's dragged out enough cum he quickly thrusts himself inside you and fucks you at an alarming pace. Biting your shoulder and neck with his small but sharp teeth. His balls slap against your ass as his load replaces the first one's.
Imagine this process just repeating over and over again, they almost make a game of it. One cums inside and another scoops it out again and again. You can do little but lay there and moan on the forest floor, absolutely cock drunk, just being filled and emptied and filled and emptied.
You become the troops new play thing or maybe you'll join the troop if one of their many loads takes.
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whereserpentswalk · 2 months
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Reblog to let the demon come to you. Like to enlarge their power.
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sweeteuphrasia · 2 months
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been seeing a bunch of posts about people going back to their steddie roots bc of s5 but i’ve never fucking left. those fuckers invaded my mind two years ago and now they’re the freezer burn in the back of my mind. yeah all those half finished steddie fics that everyone forgot about? sitting in my bookmarks like the cobwebs on my ceiling. every so often i’ll scroll through them looking like a forlorn wife in the 1940s after my husband went away to war.
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deunmiu-dessie · 2 months
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ⅸ▬ ⁽ 𝑔𝑜𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓈 ⁾
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𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉 ♡︎ : ₂˖₇ₖ ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡
𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ♡︎ : unedited, short, gangbang (??), NSFW,  explicit content, teratophilia, goblin/human, unprotected sex, creampie, overstimulation, dubcon, rape/noncon elements, sloppy writing, rushed.
૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა ʳᵃʷʳ ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ : this is literally the shortest one-shot in the entire monster fucker series of mine, and that's because it's rushed. i didn't feel like adding plot at all either. but hey, if it got my coochie wet, it should get your coochie wet. ( feeding ya'll so you guys don't starve waiting on the dragon one-shot )
𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎 ♡︎: after the death of your brother, it's now your sole duty to provide for you and your mom--- but the woods can be a very scary place.
꒰male!goblins₊⊹ afab!reader꒱
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"𝑀other! I'm leaving! "
Silence draped itself over the house, as if time itself had come to a halt. Your mother's voice remained absent, and the absence of anyone bidding you farewell left you with a heavy heart. A gentle sigh escaped your lips and with a tender touch, you closed the weathered wooden door, shouldering the weight of the knapsack upon your back. As your eyes met the foreboding darkness that veiled the forest, a disconcerting feeling settled within the depths of your chest.
In the absence of your brother, who had always been the pillar of support for both of you, you found yourself embracing the role of a caretaker. Your mother, overwhelmed with grief, was unable to fulfill the basic necessities of sustenance and safety. She remained motionless on the bed, her tears flowing ceaselessly, as the days and nights blended together. It was now your turn to rise above the despair and take charge, to bring solace and stability.
With a firm grip on the handle of your short dagger, you fortified your nerves and ventured into the gloomy forest, your knife clenched tightly in a state of restless eagerness. Although the weight of your backpack was as light as a feather, it bore down upon you like an immense burden. Swiftly pivoting, you remained on high alert, ensuring your guard was steadfastly upheld.
Into the heart of the sprawling forest you ventured, your footsteps dancing upon the moss-covered ground, carrying you further away from the gentle glow that had guided your way. The once comforting sense of security dissipated like morning mist, leaving you engulfed in an eerie darkness. The comforting sense of security that had embraced you earlier now vanished into thin air. 
  The path you had treaded upon vanished, leaving no trace of retreat, yet your determination remained unwavering. You pressed on, driven by the desire to reach the berries nestled amidst the dense foliage, and then eventually find your way back home.
As you ventured deeper into the woods, your brother's words echoed in your mind like a haunting melody. He warned you about the goblins, elusive creatures that supposedly roamed the shadows, waiting for unsuspecting intruders to cross into their domain. Despite the ominous tales, he assured you that they were harmless. The image of a goblin, with its peculiar shade of green and diminutive stature, danced in your imagination. How strange it was to think that such creatures existed in the same world as you, yet remained hidden from your sight.
Ever watchful, your gaze remained fixated upon the intricate engravings adorning the tree trunks. A circular insignia defiantly marked with a decisive strike, served as your guiding beacon. Hopeful, you pressed on, faithfully tracing the trail laid before you. 
As the gentle breeze whispered through the foliage, a symphony of rustling leaves enveloped the air. Time seemed to slow down as you cautiously pivoted toward the bush, your trembling hands betraying your anxious state. A surge of adrenaline coursed through your veins, igniting your nerves like a blazing inferno. 
 Suddenly, a deep growl pierced the tranquility, resonating through the very core of your being. Despite the weapon clutched tightly in your grasp, an inexplicable terror seized your heart, threatening to consume your every thought. In an instant, instinct took over, propelling you to turn swiftly and flee, your nimble form weaving through the dense forest, effortlessly evading the entangling vines and treacherous rocks that dared to impede your escape.
You're unsure of how long you've been running but the searing pain in your lungs prompted you to slow your pace, seeking refuge by leaning against a sturdy tree. Your hand brushed against a peculiar marking, distinct from the familiar circle with a slash. You look up quickly, this time, an imposing 'X' catches your eye, accompanied by a haunting message etched jaggedly below: 'go back'. A shiver runs down your spine as the unsettling awareness of being observed, hunted even, envelopes you.
In a moment of desperation, you tightly shut your eyes, as if trying to shield yourself from the malevolent forces that surrounded you and pray. Whispers of wicked laughter dance through the air, reverberating within the depths of the expansive forest. With a quick swivel, you scan your surroundings, hoping to catch a glimpse of any flicker of life amidst the shadows.
   Suddenly, a jolt of pain shot through your body, causing you to gasp. Your eyes widened as you felt a sharp object pierce your ankle, momentarily stealing your breath away. In a reflexive response, you released your grip on the dagger, allowing it to fall to the forest floor. Bending down, you gingerly extracted the needle-like object.
 Yet, as if a veil of mist had descended upon your eyes, your once clear vision became hazy and indistinct. With a determined shake of your head, you attempted to dispel the fog that had insidiously infiltrated your thoughts. Grasping the dagger once more, you struggled to regain your balance, stumbling clumsily as you rose to your full stature.
Alas, the forest floor seemed to twist and twirl in a dizzying dance before your eyes, causing you to succumb to its disorienting spell. In a sudden and unexpected motion, you found yourself sprawled on the ground, the knife slipping from your grasp and soaring away from your reach.
As the atmosphere grew thick with sinister chuckles, it became evident that you had unwittingly stumbled into the realm of the mischievous Goblins. Overwhelmed by frustration, tears of despair trickled down your cheeks, while your determination urged you to inch closer to the gleaming blade.
Suddenly, a force seized your trembling leg, causing you to cry out in fear. Frantically, you thrashed about, employing erratic kicks in a desperate bid to dislodge the mysterious grip.
 It seemed that whatever the Goblins had put on that needle was finally kicking in. Gradually, your valiant resistance waned, your feeble attempts to resist their hold proving futile. A haunting laughter reverberated near your ear, causing you to cautiously shift your gaze towards the sound, tears streaming down your face as you found yourself ensnared by the gaze of large black eyes.
Abruptly, the creature's mouth parted, emitting a series of chitters that harmonized with the surrounding Goblins, creating an otherworldly symphony of communication. You plead with them, your tears cascading down your face and finding solace in the crevices of your hairline. The Goblin closest to you inches forward, its head tilting inquisitively, while its its gaze fixated on the shimmering trails of tears.
The soft murmur of their conversation is the sole sound that penetrates the deafening thump of your heartbeat. You have no clue what they're saying but the delicate caress of a hand on your cheek offers solace as it brushes away the tears that stream down your face.
In total, it appears that there are four figures surrounding you, two positioned near your feet and one on either side. Despite the fact that they are armed, they exhibit a sense of nonchalance, keeping their weapons idle by their sides.
As you begin to relax a bit, a glimmer of hope flickers within you, and you that they perceive you as harmless and decide to leave you here. A gentle warmth caresses your cheek, prompting you to slowly turn towards its source, only to recoil in fear at the looming presence of the monstrous being.
Its mouth, without warning, descends upon yours, planting a sloppy kiss that catches you off guard. Your eyes widen in shock, and you instinctively attempt to pull away, tears welling up in your eyes.
As if in a surreal reverie, a slimy appendage gently prods against your quivering lips, the creature displaying an unsettling indifference toward your futile resistance. Abruptly, a hand gropes your breast, its jagged nails tearing through the delicate fabric.
A gasp escapes your lips, mingling with the invasive kiss, and the intruder's long and thick tongue slides down your throat effortlessly. Paradoxically, this unwelcome intrusion only serves to ignite a fierce determination within you, intensifying your struggle against its grip.
  Like a peculiar elixir, the mingling of the goblins' sweet saliva and your own descends upon your flushed cheeks. In that fleeting moment, you relinquish your futile attempts to escape their clutches. Your limbs refuse to obey your commands, and you find yourself overwhelmed by their sheer numbers. After all, if their intention was to end your life, they could easily do so, just like they had done to your brother.
 Amidst the haze that clouds your sight, you find solace in the notion that this situation could have been far more dreadful. This kiss, though not your first, stands out among the many others you've experienced from the boys in the village who seem to always disregard your lack of consent. Hell, it might be the drug affecting your thoughts, or perhaps it's the overwhelmingly sweet taste of its saliva, but you don't particularly object to your current state.
 Your eyes pop open at the sound of your bindings being ripped, exposing your breasts to the crisp breeze. Your nipples perk up and harden, as if beckoning one of the mischievous creatures to come and taste. Your thighs clench, clit pulsing as a hot mouth descends around your areola, suckling strongly, teeth delicately grazing your tender skin.
A wave of pleasure crashes over you, your moans escape into the Goblin's mouth. Your eyes remain shut, lost in a world where only the sensations matter. The impish creature, with clumsy hands, explores your other breast, teasing and coaxing your nipple. 
  You realize briefly how aroused you are, how slippery your cunt is ( so much so that it’s almost uncomfortable) and your cheeks flush in embarrassment. It's a secret that you'll hold dear forever, how these monstrous beings awaken a desire within you that far surpasses anything that men from your village could ever offer.
Riiiip
You quickly break away from the kiss, gasping for air, only to find yourself staring at the two Goblins by your feet. Your pants are torn, the hasty stitching coming undone effortlessly. Your knickers, worn and slightly tattered, had not been replaced in some time, but you always made sure to keep them thoroughly clean. 
  Your head is turned back, and before you can react, those lips are on yours once more. Your heart races as you feel your knickers being tugged down your thighs, your legs pushed up, exposing your dripping cunt.
Your pussy quivers as a rough tongue swipes across the expanse of your slit. It has you grinding wantonly against its eager mouth shamefully. The Goblin seems to like the way you taste because it grabs your thighs and heaves them over its small shoulders, burying its face deeper into your cunt, lapping excessively and for a moment you're seeing stars.
You arch your back, offering yourself up to its insistent mouth, lost in a haze of bliss. It devours you with a fervor that leaves you breathless, each lick sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. At that moment, nothing else exists but the overwhelming sensation of being consumed by pure, unadulterated lust.
Your eyes flutter closed, and the relentless flick of its coarse tongue against your throbbing clit makes you pulse needly. The kiss stops momentarily and you take that time to breathe deeply, chest heaving as the other Goblins take their time suckling on your breast and eating you out. 
A wet sensation brushes against your lips, prompting you to extend your tongue and savor the warm, bittersweet taste. With a soft moan escaping your lips, you gaze upwards, feeling your cheeks flush at the sight of the Goblin's cock hovering above your mouth.
The girth is thick but it's not long, a good 4 inches at best. Slowly, it guides itself into your hot mouth, and you savor the intoxicating sweetness of its precum on your eager tastebuds. You obediently bob your head, your cheeks growing even hotter as the Goblin's hands entwine in your hair, dictating the rhythm at its own whims.
  A surge of electricity courses through your hips as your clit is slurped on harshly, your eagerness taking over as you gyrate your hips with increasing fervor against the skilled tongue, craving more of its enthralling touch. The sudden, forceful thrust of the other Goblin’s cock down your throat elicits a mixture of sensations, from a deep gag to an overwhelming sense of pleasure and your legs tremble uncontrollably, wrapping around the Goblin's head, as you cum with a soft, high-pitched moan.
With a hint of jealousy, the other one shoves the Goblin away and eagerly plunges his tongue into your throbbing core, chittering at the taste of you. You find yourself utterly vulnerable, incapable of reaching down to push his head away, cunt sensitive and pulsing.
  You suddenly heave as its cock hits the back of your throat, bittersweet thick, sticky cum shooting into your mouth. You gulp it down, the viscosity coating your tongue as you eagerly suck on the bulbous tip to get every last drop of it. The Goblin lets out a guttural moan before pulling away, collapsing onto the lush greenery.
 A gentle breeze caresses your sensitive nipples as the other mischievous Goblin frees them from its warm mouth, straddling your stomach and pressing your breasts together, sliding its cock in between the valley and thrusting. Your lips part, eagerly enveloping the swollen tip as it reaches your mouth.
The Goblin that had decided to eat you out first had maneuvered itself to your head. With a perverted gaze, it pleasures itself, mesmerized by the sight of its tribe member's pulsating cock disappearing into the velvety embrace of your breasts and then past your fleshy lips.
 You let out a squeal of surprise as a painful thickness pushes into you, tears immediately wetting your cheeks at the discomfort. You attempt to move your hips back, trying to get away from the intruding cock. The goblin grabbed the fat of your hips, anchoring itself. Its clumsy fingers dance over your clit, soothing the ache with each teasing stroke. Pushing in until its small balls rest against your plump ass.
  And as soon as it noticed your body relaxing, it began to thrust, its head thrown back in wicked laughter, before glancing downwards, captivated by the sight of its green cock disappearing inside you, marveling at how tight your pussy was gripping him. Oblivious to its actions, the Goblin intensified its circular caresses on your clit, overstimulating your bundle of nerves. You cried out, cunt spasming and quivering around its cock, you came once more– leaving a pearlescent ring of cream around the base of him.
The mischievous creature nestled between your breasts finally cums, tiny hips faltering as its seed trickles down your chin and breasts. Succumbing to temptation, you welcome the tip into your mouth, savoring every last drop of. Its taste was nothing short of addictive.
A thick warmth fills your cunt, coating your gummy walls in a sticky fluid. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, you feel so full and sated. The weight of the two Goblins pressed against your skin, sends a shiver down your spine. Darkness creeps in, but you welcome it, too lost in the moment to care, and whatever they gave you hadn't worn off yet.
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The moment your eyes fluttered open, a blanket of darkness surrounded you, the gentle chirping of crickets filling your ears and the icy touch of the night air jolting you awake. Sitting upright, you realized you were situated at the forest's edge, your cozy dwelling just a short distance away. 
Gradually adjusting to the lack of light, you discovered an array of food spread out before you, your hunger pangs intensifying as your stomach rumbled. Without hesitation, you indulged in the succulent berries, pondering whether it was all a mere dream. However, the lingering sensation of the cold breeze caressing your exposed nipples and the stickiness clinging to your thighs contradicted that notion. 
Gathering as much food as you could carry, you stood up and made a swift exit, calling out for your mother. You looked behind you, the feeling of being watched overwhelming. Tomorrow, you vowed to return and express your gratitude to those unseen eyes.
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