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maybe monsterfucker erotica doesn't need a plot but it certainly gives the whole thing a bit more substance
me being fascinated by the complex political caste system in the getting-rawed-by-two-dragons book

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Something about working on a farm, hauling bales of hay and milking cows, makes you feel like a real man. The minotaur who oversees the barn treats you like one, slapping you on the back and giving you dirty jobs, even though he’s a foot taller than you and twice as wide.
He’s so big, in fact, that sometimes you can’t focus on anything but the swell of his biceps. When he takes his shirt off in the heat and his back muscles ripple, you might swoon.
You force the feelings down. You can’t fuck a coworker, even if you have to crawl home and jack off every day instead.
Breeding season hits, and you spend every day helping the cows until you don’t have energy for anything else. You stay late one night and stop into the barn to grab your jacket when you hear the unmistakable sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. You think a bull has got loose to mount the heifers, and start forward.
It’s your minotaur, braced against a wall, eyes shut, mouth panting, fist around his cock. It’s the biggest you’ve ever seen, bigger than you ever imagined, and you’ve been eyeing his obscene bulge in his tight jeans for weeks. A proper bull cock with a flared head, thick against his massive hands.
You take a step forward, already half cockdrunk. You want to wrap your tiny hands around it, if they’ll reach.
His eyes snap open and lock onto yours. You can’t breathe.
“Please,” he rasps. “I need…”
All you can do is nod.
He pulls you to him, pressing you against his thick belly and barrel chest. He’s huge and sweaty and smells of bull, and he’s so talk his cock rubs against your breasts while you’re both standing. You would jack him off that way, but taking your binder off would take too long. Your thighs are already dripping slick.
He shreds your jeans, lifts you against the wall, and sinks you onto his length. Your eyes roll back at the stretch as he pushes against your cervix. He snuffles your neck and slides you down farther. You press against your stomach, jacking him off through your belly.
Long before you adjust to his girth, he’s driving into you, slamming you against the barn wall, bellowing and grunting. One hand holds you up, the other desperately kneads at your nipples through your binder. “Need,” he groans. “You. Need you. Months. You.”
He jerks inside you, shooting thick ropes that bloat your womb until your belly presses against him. His monster cock keeps every drop inside you.
“Months,” he says again. “And every bull in here bellowing his need to breed, and here you are, perfect little heifer for me, and I couldn’t have you.”
He lowers you to the ground, his cock somehow staying nestled inside you. It throbs, thickening.
He rips your shirt off you, then unfastens your binder. Your heavy D breasts feel different under his appreciative gaze. He palms them, works nipples between his rough fingers. You touch your clit while he spoils your milk bags, praising them with a low, desperate voice.
He’s fully hard inside you, pressing out your belly, massaging every inch of you. He’s going to fuck you until his bull stamina gives out, until you’re bred with his calf, until your udders swell and double in size.
Bulls have instincts to follow, after all.
New dragon rider who misinterprets their title and has to deal with the consequences of their misunderstanding by swelling up with their dragon's brood
Thinking about a space ship traveling to another planet... It will take at least a century to get there, so it is imperative that everyone on board reproduce. A bunch of horny scientists spend all their free time in an orgiastic haze... but they don't get knocked up nearly fast enough.
The doctors on board, who signed on to deliver babies, are suddenly cooking up drugs to induce hyper-ovulation. They use one of their own as a test subject, injecting him daily and then all taking a turn pumping him full of sperm.
His womb starts swelling almost as soon as they finish. His breasts go up three cup sizes that first week. When they do they an ultrasound, they see NINE embryos growing in his fertile womb.
He knows how dangerous it is to carry that many babies, but he has to do it. His doctor colleagues are eager to help, massaging his spreading hips and the rapidly expanding dome of his belly. Five months in, when he already looks like he's carrying about a beach ball, he moves into the zero-G part of the ship.
The reduced gravity takes the weight off his joints, but that means his womb isn't limited by his own strength. His babies keep growing, stomach swelling impossibly far, skin patterned with stretchmarks. He gets visibly bigger every day, until his skin is paper thin and he can see constant rippling movement.
Whimpering and delirious, he delivers all of the babies at full term, not one of them under ten pounds.
If he can manage that a dozen more times, he might be just fecund enough to save humanity.
need to be inside a really loud boy right now. need to listen to him gasp as he gets past the initial stretch. watch him whine about how i'm going too slow when i try to be gentle, then moan about how "he can't take it", "i'm gonna break him", "it's too much", when i give him what he asked for. need to watch his eyes go all unfocused and glossy after his second orgasm and i'm still rutting into him. bonus point if he cries

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"you wouldn't want that in real life" yeah i know it's called playing pretend, try to keep up
consider: tboy pet breeding program
Reverently kissing a boy's hip as you fasten and secure his strap on. Stroking it and going "damn, you're rock hard tonight, aren't you baby?"
“Bet you can't wait to put it inside me. Just give me a moment to get it nice and wet first...”

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Kind of crazy that there's a type of guy irl that I could get pregnant.
werewolf mate who doesn't understand why they can't fuck you in public even through they can smell how horny you are!
werewolf mate who goes down on you in front of their pack all the time, why would it be any different just because humans are around now?
werewolf mate who always walks around naked and doesn't really understand why you don't. then again you're so much more delicate then they are. you bruise and bleed so easily. your skin is so soft, maybe it makes sense that you need a layer of something between you and the rest of the world.
Werewolf mate who teases you for getting flustered when two other werewolves start going at it in front of you. and asks if you want to join the couple, before pinning you down and fucking you themselves just in case you forgot who you belong to.
werewolf mate who wants to be the only one who gets to touch you, but they don't care if others watch.