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Imagine a big monster doing a “product” review type of video but it’s different smaller creatures he’s fucked/fucks.
Like just picture a large werewolf
“So I’ll be trying this one out for the first time. She’s a little trinket fairy and she’s very excited.”
*shows the fairy that’s no taller than his hips. She’s smiling and waving at the camera and sitting on his lap*
Cut to 20 minutes into the video and he’s moving her up and down his dick like she’s a fleshlight, her little belt is jingling because of all the trinkets.
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The knot should be twice as thick as the shaft otherwise it's not going to plug properly.
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butch werewolf dom who can't control their self around their mortal femme. They'll hold their femme, but breathing in their scent is just so dangerous. One whiff of the intoxicating scent makes the butch go crazy and they black out and suddenly they're cock deep in their femme!
#werewolf smut#wlw and nblw only#wlw concepts#nsft concept#wlw nsft#wlw ns/fw#lesbian#werewolf knot#werewolf kink#lesbian werewolf#werewolves#monster nsft#monster kink#monster smut#monster fucker#monster butch#monster dom
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Spooky Season Day #22
Summary: [Dominant AFAB reader] A classic werewolf attack (and breeding) with a twist-- sometimes even a werewolf will bite off more than it can chew.
Wordcount: 1,760
Themes: Werewolf breeding, werewolf pregnancy, nonhuman pregnancy, outdoor sex, dominant pregnant individual
You started your day searching for wood, but apparently the universe had a weird sense of humor, because it gave you something else entirely.
The forest just outside your tiny village held plenty of firewood, but few dared to venture far into its dark, imposing depths. Hushed stories spoke of faeries and monsters and all sorts of fantastical beasts just waiting to snap up a distracted traveler. Even hunters shied away from it, no matter how lean times got, unwilling to risk their lives to the unknown.
You, however, didn't care much for such campfire stories. You could handle yourself. You might be short and wiry, but the years you'd spent working the farm with your father and brothers had honed the feminine form you'd been born with into one just as rugged and masculine as theirs. You'd proven yourself through many a rough-and-tumble brawl with the other village boys, too. Nobody would guess from a simple glance that your clothing hid secrets.
And you preferred it that way.
You'd gathered half a load of wood when you heard the crunch of a twig snapping somewhere behind you. You didn't react, for you'd been listening to whatever-it-was for some time. Something dogged your heels, something quick and quiet and following you with the ruthless persistence of a predator, but you didn't feel fear. If anything, the prospect of a good fight left your nerves humming with anticipation.
Leaves shifted. The faint chitter of birdsong quieted.
Your fingers tightened around your axe as you subtly shifted your weight, ready for whatever might come.
The first blow came at your right shoulder, but your stalker hadn't expected you to be prepared when it finally pounced.
The two of you tumbled across the forest floor, grappling for dominance in a heated dance that could mean the difference between life and death. Claws tore at your clothes, and wicked teeth snapped inches from your fragile human skin, but you gave as good as you received, blocking the worst of its attacks with the haft of your axe and landing a few blows of your own.
In retrospect, you probably shouldn't have won that fight. The creature stood over a head taller than you, its body heavily corded with muscle, but you moved with an agility that it couldn't hope to match. So when the blade of your axe somehow found the vulnerable curve of its throat, it had no choice but to freeze.
Straddling the beast's hips, you stared down at the creature beneath you, your panting breaths meeting its faint growls in a harsh melody. The burning heat of its curse-twisted form leeched into your thighs. You could feel it flex its powerful body, testing your weight and the sharpness of your weapon. It was large and furry, and reeked of a unique combination of fresh sweat and musk that made something jolt in your gut.
A werewolf.
You've subdued a freaking werewolf.
You should have been terrified, yet you couldn't draw your eyes away from the fearsome creature.
The werewolf stared back, its dark gaze fathomless above a long, furred snout. Its black nose twitched with an obvious inhale.
Then its eyes narrowed.
"What, didn't think you could be bettered, pup?" you sneered, leaning more of your weight against your blade. "Just because you're a little fuzzy doesn't mean I'm gonna take one look at you and run off like a spooked fawn."
A curious shudder vibrated through the creature's body even as it snarled, its dagger-like teeth bared in obvious threat.
No, not it. He.
For the furry sheath pressed intimately against your groin began to twitch and swell as you watched, revealing a hint of something red at the tip.
Your breath caught in your throat. The feral masculinity of the creature at your mercy sparked a strange heat in your belly, a kind you couldn't recall ever feeling before. Your mouth practically watered at the sight of your attacker's arousal, and you didn't think that was normal. "Like that, did you?" You impulsively rocked your hips, rubbing yourself teasingly against him. "It's always the big, bad boys who secretly wanna be pinned down."
The werewolf's lips curled back, venom in its gaze, but the shaft nudging against your crotch jerked.
Fuck, the friction felt good.
You shouldn't want it, but the thought of taking that thick, alien cock inside of you left sent a surge of liquid heat through your core.
Your trousers were already torn from the earlier scuffle, and it wouldn't take much effort at all to shift the homespun fabric a little to the side and–
"Fertile." A single word somehow forced its way from a jaw not intended for speech, low and gravely and barely intelligible. The werewolf's long tongue lapped at its lips before it inhaled again, a whine rising from its throat.
Fertile.
You glanced down at the flat plane of your belly, towards the womb hidden just out of sight. Could the werewolf smell the arousal heating your blood? Or did it scent something else?
"Smell something you like, pup?" You rubbed yourself against him again, not bothering to hide the smirk on your face as you took advantage of his helplessness. "What makes you think you can just ambush someone in the woods and take what you want without asking? Maybe you need a taste of your own medicine."
The werewolf growled again, a line of drool glistening on its muzzle. Those dark eyes remained narrowed in anger, but something feral burned there, too, something that threatened to engulf you. A fur-covered Adam's apple bobbed in its throat while the engorged shaft between its legs rose to full, glorious mast.
Gods above and below. It wanted this as much as you did!
"Tell you what. You lay there nice and still like a good boy, and I'll take what I want. And maybe you'll get your rocks off along the way. Deal?"
That long tongue slipped out again, as much a nervous tic as it was a sign of anticipation, just before your subdued monster gave the very faintest of nods.
One hand continued holding the head of the axe to its throat while the other groped blindly between your legs, shifting just enough fabric aside to clear the way to your dripping hole. You weren't about to risk removing your trousers for this. Besides, the thought of mounting it mostly clothed only made your lust burn hotter. You unwaveringly held the werewolf's gaze as you guided the bright red head to your entrance, your breath hitching at the first nudge. "Stay," you ordered.
And just like that, you sank down.
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck oh fuck.
You've had a few lovers in your time, but none of them filled you as thoroughly as this bad-tempered beast. The work-toned muscles of your powerful thighs flexed like steel rope every time you lifted yourself almost free, only to impale yourself again with a pleasured grunt.
But the werewolf wasn't a lover– no, it was nothing but a toy in this moment, and a hell of one at that.
The thick, inhuman shaft stretching you out nearly made your eyes roll back in your head. Already the juices of your need ran slick between your thighs and dampened the creature's fur. For its part, the werewolf remained mostly still, though its clawed fingers flexed and dug deep furrows in the earth beneath it every time you ground down on its cock. Gasping, cursing, groaning, you rode your deadly plaything into the damp fall leaves, never taking your eyes off him.
"Damn, you feel good," you muttered, tossing the hair out of your eyes. "Got a nice cock for a monster. Bet you didn't expect this to happen when you jumped me, did you?"
The werewolf's hips jolted up in spite of the threat at its neck, driving it roughly into your eager body. "Smelled you," it rasped, the sound edged in a whine. "Needed it."
It smelled you?
What was that supposed to mean?
You shoved your axe even harder against the creature's neck, slicing away fur and pressing metal to bare skin. "Shut up," you huffed, clenching your hole around it. "Don't wanna hear you while I'm getting off, you mangy mutt."
And surprisingly, it obeyed. Fur lay thick and coarse beneath your fingers as you exploited your attacker's lust for your own benefit, roughly pounding your greedy hole with its rock-hard shaft. It felt like you couldn't get enough, like you might just expire if you couldn't reach your peak. Something about the feel of the werewolf, the scent of it, the danger of its teeth and claws-- it all wound your desire tighter and tighter, like an overcoiled spring.
It was too much. You couldn't hold back your sounds of pleasure any longer.
"Fuck, I need more," you hissed, your grip on the axe faltering and your bound chest heaving as you bared your human teeth at the werewolf. "Make me come, you flea-bitten cur!"
Maybe it was luck. Maybe it was fate. Or maybe you'd truly made the werewolf your bitch. But instead of taking advantage of your faltering attention, the creature began snapping its pelvis forward with punishing force. A strange bulge at the base of its cock, one that you'd only just noticed, demanded entrance. You weren't sure you could take it, but your hole seemed eager enough to try and swallow it up.
Your voice rose to the sky, filled with a fierce, wordless hunger that ached to be sated.
An unearthly howl answered from the beast between your legs.
And suddenly, the knot forced its way inside of you, and your entire world shattered.
You eventually made it home that day with your firewood, a sore groin, and a belly full of werewolf seed.
Its knot kept you tied up a bit longer than expected, but in time, you managed to pull free, unleashing a torrent of warm, sticky fluid down the inside of your trousers. The two of you scrambled apart afterward in an uneasy, unspoken truce, sharing a heated look that spoke volumes before the werewolf bounded back into the forest.
Months passed, yet you never forgot that day, nor the feel of that deadly predator moving between your thighs. Especially once you finally realized what the beast had meant when growling about you being 'fertile'.
The next time you entered the forest, your tunic stretched over a belly swollen with werewolf pups. And the 'wood' you craved wouldn't come from any tree.
(A Spooky Season story.)
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Edit: to clarify all characters are adults.
Hmm imagine being like a werewolf from one side of the family but you only got like 1/4th werewolf in you so you don't have claws, you don't transform but ofcourse you get in fucking heat because apparently the gods hate you.
Your parents decide to send you to a werewolf camp in the hopes that you get in touch with your werewolf side some more but nothing works.
You're laughed at by your werewolf peers and when heat comes you become the breeding bitch. Everyone at the camp is in heat and takes turns fucking you with their big fat werewolf knots, even the councilers join in.
As cocks fill up all your holes continuously through the entire night you end up with a stomach full of werewolf cum, it's all inside of you and over you...
As you go home your parents ask you how you liked werewolf camp and as you struggle to hide your arrousal you beg them to send you again next time because you ' feel like you were almost there'
#nsft#tw monsterfucking#nsft post#nsft concept#nsft text#vampire aesthetic#werewolf kink#werewolf whumpee#werewolf smut#werewolf heat#bd/sm breeding
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sudden urge to write a story about a werewolf knight seeking repentance and healing in the arms of a priest. the priest in question feeling undeserving of punishing a creature they view as holy. the priest's cunt quivering at controlling such almighty power, convincing the knight that purification is only achieved when they release all of their desires and sinful attractions in the priest's bedchamber. the priest referring to the werewolf's cock spilling and knotting into them as god's deliverance from evil.
#hierophilia#werewolf nsft#werewolf kink#blasphemy kink#religion kink#ftm nsft#t4t nsft#queer nsft#alpha speaking.#terato#monster fucker#priest kink
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sorry I got horny when you told me I should drink more. it will happen again
#intox kink#weed intox#weed kink#drunk kink#bd/sm bunny#dumb bunny#bd/sm pet#petpl4y#bunny boy#bd/sm kink#cnc k!nk#bd/sm puppy#cnc free use#bd/sm k1nk#werewolf kink
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Werewolf bf that gets so so sexually frustrated because you’re ovulating for the first time around him and he can’t handle it.
He spends all day hard and in pain but he won’t touch you until you ask.
And when you finally do he throws you to the ground and pins you down and grips your hips so tight as he finally pushes into your heat 😫
#monster fucker#monster fucking#monster kink#monster lover#teratophillia#terato#werewolf kink#werewolf boyfriend
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Tell your werewolf boyfriend that he can fuck you, but he's only allowed to insert the tip, and he's definitely not allowed to knot you, and watch him lose his mind.
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Tw: noncon, unconsciousness, werewolf
Inspired by a very stupid ad for a gay hook up site I keep seeing.
Imagine there is a hookup app that bans you if you don't hookup. Basically whoever likes your profile back you have to fuck. It sounds stupid and dumb at first but since your mind goes goblin mode whenever you're horny you dare to sign up.
In a matter of seconds you find someone interesting and they like you back. Instantly without even giving permission your location is shared and you can see on the map that your hookup is moving.
As you've both liked each other you get access to the previously blurred photos of your date.
Fuck, the guy has a ginormous werewolf knot, that's never gonna fit. You spend minutes staring at his pics in awe untill you hear him knocking on your door.
Suddenly your phone tells you to scan their qr code within a minute or you're gonna be banned and not refunded.
You run towards the door and open it, only to be forced back into your home by the guy, hungrily invading your mouth with his tongue and grabbing your ass.
He grabs your phone to scan the code and throws his and your phone on the couch as he carries you towards the bedroom.
You try to bring in some words, you don't even know his name but it's no use as he rips your pants off and unbuckles his while kissing you.
Once thrown on the bed you can feel the heat of his leaking knot on your stomach, it doesn't take long for him to line up his knot with your slutty fuckhole.
He enters without a warning and forces his knot deep inside you, something in your mind turns off and even though it hurts you already know this won't be the last time you'll have this magnificent cock stir up your insides.
He barely gives you time to breathe let alone speak and you moan into his mouth as he abuses your hole like you're a lifeless object.
As he absolutely ravishes your hole, sliding you up and down his massive rod you start to black out a little and the last thing you remember is him moaning as he fills you up load after load.
The next morning you wake up with a salty taste in your mouth and your hole hurting like hell. You find your phone next to you with a couple of video files ready to be downloaded and a heart ❤️ emoji.
"same time next week? I loved fucking your throat when you were out"
Before you can even reply a new match shows up, fuck if only you had been careful about who to like...
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#nsft#tw monsterfucking#nsft post#nsft concept#nsft text#werewolf kink#werewolf knot#terato#tw noncon#cw noncon
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inside of you there are two wolves. i hope they used enough lube
#werewolf nsft#ftm nsft#werewolf kink#transmasc nsft#trans nsft#i made myself giggle about this with mt hand down my pants
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