Big N Butch

i had a fun weekend and i guess this counts for tummy tuesday? i was also caned, spanked, and hurt in other ways, hope yall like my noises! i hope this doesnt get nuked, i censored the offending bits

Tomorrow is a bra, but as you unbundle the clothes tossed down to you, you can't help but notice that it's bright satin pinks and frilly blacks clash with the almost ducky print panties and OTKs. Pairing something so juvenile with something you might see in porn ads feels somehow more taboo than the crossdressing, but ig she'd have to be weird to kidnap you the first place.

It's when makeup comes around that you're left with questions, and even more bruises. Several highlighters, but no foundation. Eyeshadows that seemed to have been grabbed at random, lipstick, gloss, and liner. You are equal parts mortified and grateful that you wet yourself—getting you new clothes seemed to make her realize this want getting anywhere.

It was hard not to notice after that—the fit of the clothes being wrong, the colors mismatched, shapes weird. You don't know much about fashion, but even the untrained ear can detect a note if it's off enough. Maybe it's those injections she's been making you take, but it's started to feel wrong on your growing curves. Worse, you've started to feel for her, her frustrations had their obvious pains for you, but she seemed more upset with herself when she beat you.

You start making suggestions—minor, basic ones. You still aren't a fashionista but the magazines you've asked for are helping you get there. She's even started touching you in less painful, more needy ways. You should be disgusted, but it's been so long since you felt wanted.

Woah ! Girls love getting a taste of Mustard

( @girlballs @mote-of-ash @darkmoonhyena )

Uncensored under the cut

Waking up in the middle of the night to feel the tentacles of the thing under your bed creeping up your leg and pushing at your holes, falling back to sleep with a satisfied smile as you feel it slip inside of you.

Getting ready for bed and hearing the closet door creak and knowing that in moments you will be bent over the bed and filled with its cock, fucked senseless and left dripping with its cum as you pull the covers over you.

Getting up in the morning and casually suckling on a tentacle as you get dressed, feeling it writhe and throb and twitch inside your mouth and knowing you’re making the monster happy.