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@eldritchpotato
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Hi, I'm Potato. she/they. 🏳️🌈
I'm a totally "normal" human adult. I write all sorts of weird sapphic fiction, often creepy, smutty, or both. Regardless of your tastes, you'll find sapphic monsters, lots of kink, and more here!
Minors DNI, this blog is 18+ NSFW.
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Seeing a hot girl with genuinely interesting and intense fetishes be constantly pestered by men who see penetrative sex in various situations and manners as the pinnacle of kink will always be such a pity. Like leave that poor girl alone she's destined to be with someone who will fundamentally alter her mind and state of being in ways most men could never dream of...
hey me and my partner saw you from across the bar we want to kill and eat you
Teratism
My life is busy enough. I’m a semi-functioning roboticist committing just a smidge of treason. That doesn’t stop bureaucracy from making my life ever more complicated. Piper Astor vanished from my life years ago. Now she’s being dropped off on my doorstep in a dog crate.
Officially, it's called induced petification, but I’m not sure there's a word quite horrifying enough to describe the erasure of what makes someone a person. Piper isn’t Piper anymore. She’s an anthropet, so full of brainwashing and conditioning that I’m not even sure she remembers language at all. And I’m all she has, now warped and twisted in a chimera of a body, created to be the plaything of the wealthy.
Yet she ended up on my doorstep. I’m the only one who can help her; who still sees a glimmer of the girl she once was. I want to help her, but she needs an owner, a caretaker, a mistress, and I am way out of my depth.
Oh Pippi, what have they done to you?
Teratism is a 50k-word sapphic sci-fi BDSM-focused erotic story featuring pet play, power dynamics, and a smidge of revolutionary treason against a fascist government.
Now on Kindle Unlimited and available as a paperback here.
being forced to admit things is soooo hot. yes you know i’m needy, yes you’re going to ignore my squirming and whimpering until i finally admit it myself. yes you know i want to be touched. but of course you’re going to make me tell you exactly where. you know your fingers feel so good inside of me. but are you going to slow down and make me tell you just how good they feel? yeah. and unfortunately i fucking love it
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Shapeshifter who gets horribly grotesque and mutilated when flustered
Its actually so important to me
I think "what if we molded ourselves to each other perfectly" has legs as a kink dynamic if we could ever get anyone to take off their compulsive "understand any kink dynamic through dominance and submission" glasses
The best part about it genuinely is your movements get scary synced. Put all your energy into mirroring and learning and being suitable to each other and suddenly you get bored and miss them and they message that they were just thinking about you. Suddenly a cup of water appears in your hand when you're thirsty. It's weird and a little bit magical.
It takes time to set up. But it's super achievable and you can definitely start with like. Basic mimicry and hypnosis to get your feet wet. Later you start discussing your every boundary and value, nothing kept sacred, full agreement almost always the goal. This isn't exactly SSC but like. Per that other post neither is heavy obedience training. I think that's actually the hard part - society says it's fucked up to spend all your time devoted to someone, and a lot of people don't know how to reconcile wanting that without painting the person they're devoted to as evil and saying it's ok because it's consensual and the fact that it's evil is hot. You do not have to think this is evil. You can just staple your identity and sense of reality to someone and have them do the same back and watch your life get weirder. Make strange paracosms together. Lose track of who did what and whose tongue is whose. Join me in knowing the feeling of "I would answer that but I store that information in my other body."
I need more of you to become inseparable and borderline interchangeable. It's way too messy to be realistic for most but it's way too fun and achievable to be as underrepresented as it is.
Parasitic panties would have you trained in a heartbeat. You’d wake up terrified, obviously, utterly unable to get them off or even peek under them, but you’d feel their warm wet slippery interior feeling you up.
And despite the absurdity of the situation, you’d still have work and errands to run. You’d be an anxious mess, wracking your brain for a solution. But eventually a slutty thought would pop into your head, it would eventually. And barely noticeably, the panties start rubbing your clit.
You think you’ve lost your mind; that doesn't make any sense. You have to focus. You need to get these off. They do feel… weirdly good, though.
And the panties rub you just a little faster. You don’t know it yet, but you’ve already lost this long, drawn-out battle of wills. Because it will just keep happening, and soon it won’t just be thoughts.
Soon you’ll be so pent up that you’ll just say that inappropriate thing that popped into your head just to be rewarded by a tendril sliding inside you, and then another silly idea pops into your head. Would I fuck you with that tentacle if you did it again?
It only gets worse from there. When you drunkenly flash a stranger your tits on a night out, they start vibrating. When you make out with a stranger in the bathroom, they start thrusting inside you. And when you drunkenly get down on your knees to feverishly eat out the very flustered bartender, they almost make you cum.
You’re so far gone at this point that you don’t even realize it. But the panties are only going to make you sluttier, dumber, hornier, and you’re never going to get them off. But that's not a concern anymore since you don't ever want to take them off.
Opening Tumblr every morning as if it is my newspaper, but instead of being filled with news, is filled with lesbian sex
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I usually like my smut enthusiastically consensual, but sometimes one actually knows what's best for the other.
No, no, you don't understand. I don't want to, but you actually need this. You need my fingers inside you; it just has to happen, pretty thing. Shhh, don't cry, I'll make you feel so good. I'm sorry, I know, I know, just hold still. Let me make it all better.
Have you ever considered that the safest place in the world for a girl to be is chained up in the basement of the one who loves her most
In which Mad!Scientist is sick of you being a bad girl.
You're always promising what a good girl you can be, but you never really deliver, do you?
You only crawl around until your knees hurt, you only bark until you actually need something, you only pretend to be a mutt until that little voice in your head reminds you to be a person.
Don't worry, pretty thing, we can get rid of that pesky voice.
To build you back up, we first need to break you down. The first thing that really must go is your hands; you're way too independent. Maybe your legs too, if I'm feeling mean. We'll have them all amputated so we can get you much more appropriate puppy prosthetic limbs.
You can cry and scream all you want, but the only way you'll be able to walk now is on your little stubby legs. Isn't it just adorable?
Of course, now you can't do things on your own anymore, but that's okay; you have an owner now.
You can't get dressed. But I'll pump you so full of mutagens that you won't even need them with your luxurious new coat of fuzzy fur. And obviously, the bathroom will be a whole thing, but since we're already going on walks, you have plenty of time to do your business.
See, it's not so bad? If you still insist on complaining, we can get your voice box fixed right up. Good puppies don't speak silly, and now you don't need to worry about slipping up. The only sounds that will ever come out of you are animalistic barks and whines, just like the mutt you are.
And the rest is for my sake, really. But I can't help wanting my good girl to look her best. The prosthetic tail that wags, the piercings that vibrate when I praise you, the drugs to keep you constantly in heat and dripping.
Sometimes I still wonder what's going on inside that fuzzy little head of yours. You've lost that spark of resistance in your eyes ever since I started dosing you with hypnotics and aphrodisiacs. Maybe part of you still hates me. But I think we can both admit that it was for the best. And since you're just a mutt, I get to decide what's best for you anyway.
And what's best for you is to be my precious good little pet.
Medusa slowly petrifying you while fingering you to orgasm
If you moan pretty enough she’ll keep you, a stone statue arched in orgasm and cumming forever
How long will your consciousness remain intact, how long can the human mind tolerate a moment stretched into infinity?
It’s been weeks, months, maybe even years now and you’re still vaguely aware of the world beyond you. Sometimes she comes slithering by, through her garden of preserved ecstasy. Once she even briefly caressed you, like reliving a fond memory.
And yet you’re still cumming. It’s been so long that you’re not even sure if it feels good anymore. It is equally agony. Yet the wave of sensation has etched itself into you. You’re not even sure who you would be without it.
This torture is certainly, and without it you would shatter into a million pieces.
You need this now; you don’t know how to exist without it. Your desperation for freedom has all been replaced with the terror of such an overwhelming possibility.
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the hounds of tindalos isnt like the most thought provoking or best written short story but it is still probably my favorite piece of classic cosmic horror and the titular hounds themselves are definitely my favorite eldritch creatures. imagine a dog that lives on the other side of the ends of time and its full of an evil thats not actually evil so much as the calculable absence of everything that makes people good and because of that the presence of humans drives it into a mad ravenous frenzy and it moves by being made of sacred geometry and going wherever angles are. and its alive but its not alive. it lacks all the essential biological qualities of something living. its going to make you not alive too. it even secretes a weird blue slime.
Sure but the real question is do they pass the Harkness test? And can they be lured out by standing seductively in the corners of rooms?
I’m just asking questions 😔
