Hybrid!megan is the cutest thing on EARTH.

Sophia physically cannot look at Megan for 2 minutes without wanting to squeeze her cheeks and call her the best girl ever. It’s even harder when she sees Megan’s bushy tail flickering everywhere when she’s excited.

Megan gets away with TOO many things. If any of the other girls were to do something bad, Sophia would scold them immediately. But Megan gets off too easy, making the others jealous. But Megan doesn’t have it easy, not too much.

When Sophia is out, Megan gets NEEDY. It’s even worse when she’s in heat—everything becomes unbearable. The sheets will be too rough, she’s sweaty, and her tail is absurdly sensitive.

Megan has a specific hoodie of Sophia’s that she always wears when she’s needy. She’ll wear it for hours as she touches herself, crying into the sleeve as she whines for her touch.

Megan is always whining for Sophia. She’s so needy whenever the older leaves, texting her nonstop and sending pictures to try to entice her to come home. It only works half the time.

Sometimes, Sophia will randomly walk up to Megan and be like “hey, you like (insert brand name) right?” When Megan answers, confused, Sophia will simply nod and walk away. The next week a new purse is on the foot of her bed.

(gonna claim the 🫀 emoji if its available)

⊹ ࣪ ˖ puppy

content. g!p megan x fem!reader smut puppy play tying kink degradation dirty talk mommy kink

if you don't like it don't read it :)

a/n: this is my fav fic rn. send me more nasty requests like this one plssss ;))

"Please, Mommy, I'll behave, I'll make you feel good, please…"

Megan isn't even looking at you. She's kneeling on the living room carpet, in front of the cage where she has you locked up, and in her hands she's holding your stuffed animal. It now has a cut in the crotch, a hole full of cotton stuffing or something synthetic like that.

"Please, Mommy, let me out, I swear I'll behave…" you moan again, your hands gripping the bars of the cage, your tail moving weakly behind you. Your knees hurt from kneeling on the cold metal for so long. Your cunt throbs, and every time you try to rub yourself against the floor of the cage, you only feel the cold metal — nothing to relieve the urgency burning in your belly.

Megan finally looks at you. Her eyes are bright, her cheeks flushed, her breathing rapid. Her cock is hard, and she looks at you with a smile that isn't sweet at all.

"Are you going to behave?" she asks. "Now? Just now? When you're already locked up and can't do anything?"

"Mommy, please…"

"Shut up."

She pushes. The cock enters the stuffed animal. The sound is wet, strange. Megan lets out a moan that runs through your empty cunt.

"It feels so good," she says, and bites her lower lip. "The stuffing… so tight…"

She keeps moving. Her hips push against the stuffed animal, her cock goes in and out, and you can see everything from the cage.

"I'll make you feel better than that stuffed animal, Mommy," you cry, tears already streaming down your cheeks. Your tail moves faster, hitting the bars. "Let me out and I'll suck you all the way, I'll take it all, I swear I won't gag, I'll—"

"I'm not letting you out," she interrupts. She speeds up the rhythm. The stuffed animal sinks and stretches in her hands, the fabric creaks. "You stay there. Watching. Watching Mommy fuck your toy instead of fucking you."

"But I'm your puppy…"

"My puppy misbehaved." Megan pushes harder. The stuffed animal flattens against her pelvis. "Bad puppies don't deserve Mommy's cock."

"I'm sorry," you moan, and you rub your cunt against the cage floor, but the metal is cold and smooth, it doesn't create pleasure, just more frustration. "I'm sorry, Mommy. I swear it won't happen again."

Megan moans louder. Her hips push faster. The stuffed animal is already deformed in her hands, the stuffing coming out through the edges of the hole. "I'm going to come."

"No," you moan. "Please, Mommy, come inside me…"

She pushes one last time. The hot semen fills the inside of the stuffed animal, soaking the stuffing, dripping through the fabric, falling to the floor in thick, white drops.

Megan stays still for a second. Then she pulls her cock out.

The stuffed animal is destroyed. The hole she made in it is surrounded by thick, white foam, dripping slowly. The stuffing is visible through the opening, also soaked.

Megan grabs it with one hand. She walks to the cage. She crouches in front of you.

"Look," she says, and shows you the stuffed animal. "This is how you could have ended up. Full. But you decided to be a bad puppy."

"I'm sorry…" you whisper.

"I know."

Megan places the stuffed animal on the floor of the cage, right in front of you. You can see it. You can smell it. You can't touch it. The bars stop you.

"Now," Megan says, standing up. "I'm leaving you here. With your puppy. So you can think about what you did."

"Mommy, no…"

megan skiendiel x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ only, smut, strap-on usage, megan discovers she has a breeding kink, not proofread

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Megan was struggling to take herself seriously. You had wanted to try something new tonight and she had gone along with it. She wasn’t against the idea at all, just shy because she hadn’t done it before.

“Is that okay, baby?” you asked, helping her secure the harness around her hips. “Not too tight or uncomfortable, right?”

“No, it’s fine,” Megan said, looking down. Her eyes widened when you ducked down to suck her off. Before you could wrap your lips around the tip, she gently held your head back. “W-What are you doing?”