icarus

I am so normal about non consensual body modification

surgeon that lovingly traces their fingers over your scars from the surgery (or multiple surgeries) they’ve performed on you. that is all

collaring you with a magical collar that gives me total control over everything you do. That’s way too overpowered? Where did I get that? That’s too many questions from a cute pet like you. On your knees and bark, toy. From now on, my word is literal law on your body. Any time you think about disobeying me, all you have to do is slap yourself. Hard. Don’t worry, soon the only thing you’ll be able to think about is how to please me <3

I think the risk of accidentally getting hypnotized should be higher. I think you should be able to accidentally click on a weird link, and suddenly you’re sitting for hours with your brain leaking out between your legs. I think you shuld be able to go on a slightly fishy date, and the next day find yourself as a completely brainwashed fucktoy. You should be able to walk into a store you’ve never seen before, and come out of that store with a brand new and freshly reprogrammed personality. The fact that falling into a deep trance that will permanently change me isn’t something I have to worry about in my everyday life just doesn’t sit right with me.

my preoccupation of the week has been the idea of having one’s intimates shaved by a dom. the trust and vulnerability, obviously, but also the idea that they’re moulding you to their own preferences, with the intention of using you to pleasure themselves later- but not yet. this is just a routine task, like brushing one’s teeth. it’s a casual reinforcement of ownership and dominance. if you shiver when they brush up against your sensitive parts, they’ll quietly scold you: “I’m working.” if you start to get aroused, they’ll deliver a quick swat to your thighs— now isn’t the time. the idea of them inspecting you when they’re done, not deliberately rough, nor deliberately gentle, like they’re handling an object, moving you this way and that to check that they’ve done the job… it all gives me butterflies.

Hey! I just asked around and everyone at the party is in agreement that you should get naked! You don't mind, right? You don't have to do anything else! Just stand around naked! The rest of us will keep our clothes on, so it won't be weird or anything!

Something something “transform me because at least this way I’ll enjoy my lack of bodily autonomy”

we need more furry tf where you’re not quite 100% anthro but not fully feral either. you don’t think like a human anymore and you’re dumber and hornier and can only communicate in animal noises or monosyllables but like, you’re still aware enough to know you’ve changed, enjoy the change, and get silly with it yknow

The stinging sensation of a needle as it pierces my gums. The aching sensation of my jaw trying to close while the mouth prop is clicked open one move of the lever at a time. The straining of my neck as I realize my head is strapped into place. The way the lights above my head leave circles in my eyes, making me feel dizzy as a strange numbing sensation starts to take hold alongside the ache of the needle.