After all, if people are completely fine after getting hit with a flamethrower, then surely you're fully evolved starter pokemon with a 18 inch and longer member won't hurt.

and this would especially apply to any legendary pokemon with psychic or reality bending abilites.

Palkia legit creating a whole galaxy in their humans body to create as much children as they NEED (these legendaries are horny and desperate, please give them kids now)

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I imagine it'd be something more like a centipede. It chews through your cervix and nests in your womb, clamping down, all its little legs attaching to the inside of your organ.

In doing so, it secretes a poison into your bloodstream, one that makes you insatiably horny.

Desperate and unsure why. The need to fill yourself with something, anything, clouding your mind as the poison slowly spreads.

It starts at least somewhat reasonable. Dildos as deep as you can get them, and then household objects when that's not enough. But it's missing something (the parasite needs sustenance to propogate its young in its new nest, after all) and you seek out strangers, in a haze you can't explain with an itch deep inside you.

You realize the only relief is when there's cum inside of you (it feeds, it starts popping out eggs-- they're small, but creatures like this are not known for having only a few offspring) and the more you take inside of you, the more you need.

There's a pain inside of you, in a lust-filled haze to seek out anything that will make this parasite sated (whether you know it or not) and eventually you turn to other animals. You offer yourself up to anything you think will cum inside of you. No matter how big or wild or dangerous.

(The aphrodesiac poison's scent alone is enough to turn any creature around you with a good enough sense of smell into something that will fuck you with no regard for you or even itself.)

The only conscious part left of your poison-addled brain is screaming, well aware this is some insidious form of rape, but there's this desperate itch and ache and it hurts but you need, need, need more, more, more, MORE, MORE--

Your stomach swells as thousands upon thousands of eggs fill your womb. And when they hatch, you'd better hope you're full of the most rancid, thick cum you could get, because ravenous creatures like that will eat anything. And you need it to not be you.

So they hatch, and they grow. Your stomach is visibly bulging, visibly writhing, but at this point you are incapable of movement. You lie there hoping anything that passes by will fuck you, because that is all you are capable of doing-- the weight of the parasites too heavy, the desperation too intense.

Maybe the hatchlings are a species that grow bigger than their mother. Maybe they're the size of a human cock, (maybe even bigger), and when they force their way out of your cervix they rip you open, and the poison has taken enough hold of you and the parasites finally sated enough, that you start cumming, over and over and over, as parasite after parasite forces its way out of your womb and crawls through your needy broken cunt.

Maybe the poison wears off as the dead mother parasite miscarries, leaving you a broken mess in the middle of god-knows-where filled with cum from god-knows-what-- and leaving you, also, a small, addictive little voice in the back of your head that tries to suggest you seek out another one.

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Uhh anyways I think I got carried away but. I hope u like it?

You're such a sweetie anon and thank you for this holy shittt

I need one of these bad

Get me so insatiable with a fat writhing bug in my womb that I cant help myself. Needing bigger and bigger cocks stuffed inside until I'm deliriously wandering into a centaur forest and letting them rape my throbbing slutcunt full of buckets of thick sludge. The only reason I don't die is because the aphrodisiacs are reinforcing my body so my parasites can get their fill

im gonna pretend i didn't twitch at the thought of you smearing my walls with outside dirt and leaves then packing me with rocks. turning me into a garbage hole with stretches and ruined balls.

im lucky you let a me tongue your ass while my repulsive meat and ballsack is dangling shamefully between my legs. howvever you choose to hurt it is better than i deserve. i want you to make me scream.

Anyone, and I mean anyone, could do anything and you wouldn't even be able to see their face. Sticking bugs in there, food, garbage, pushing needles through your ballsack, someone could even put a plug in there that's wider than the gloryhole, so even if you weren't cuffed, you'd have to beg for mercy from whoever's on the other side to be freed. Sound fun?

-💥 (is that one taken?)

sound fun? being reduced to only these deformed and disgusting parts of me? while the rest of me is strapped in place and forgotten about on the other side of that wall.

with my wet and sloppy fucksleeve on full display no one could think of me as a person. make sure i can never feel like one again after endless food enemas. just knowing there's countless people staring at me spill them out from my gaping walls, feel them tugging on my prolapse and aching ballsack, stretching me beyond ever going back to normal.

eager hands pressing into me, competing to find the most humiliating trash to fill me with and watch it fall out. crushed paper cups and cig butts and raw vegetable scraps jostling together in my hole

i can easily fit four fists at a time, punchfucking my colon and smothering my walls in juicy garbage slick, shoving handfuls of grubs in my hole to feed on the remainder of it.

option a) your offspring forcing itself back up into your womb to incubate just a liiiiittle longer 🥰

option a.5) your offspring squeezing itself back and forth in your hole, right against your gspot/prostate, like it's fucking you with its whole body 🥵

option b) your offspring immediately turning back around and breeding the hole it just crawled out of 🥴

Okay that is just SO HOT 🥵

It being so swollen and stretched out that my gaping cervix would be kissing the sidewalk from where I sit. More cum would be leaking out if it wasn't as thick as mud and full of chunks binding it up. I should be angry or disgusted, but I think I'm still cumming as like, a delayed reaction, body and brain struggling to process through a backlog of pleasure that will permanently change how I think.

I don't even remember what I needed the bus for, so I start walking... home? Maybe. Or wherever, I don't know. Really sweet strangers keep giving me condescending compliments about my broken, still exposed womb I didn't even consider stuffing into my pants or back inside me. Why would I? Everyone seems to really like seeing and stroking it. It feels good to stumble and drag it across the dirty walkway. It's still so heavy with sediment-like semen I keep losing my balance.