moved to @wuppydogg

Sometimes dad is a dyke

your mind cannot comprehend what the creature looks like, maybe it's not even visible to your own eyes or perception, you don't know where you are, but your body is floating, your clothes are gone and all that's left are sensations and sounds.

your feel goosebumps all over your skin as you hear a growling sound, something that a human would never be able to make, your legs are spread out, but you still can't see anything, something akin to a tongue licking your hole, the pleasure takes over your body.

so like. you're tied to the bed in maybe handcuffs or maybe also cold wet tentacles? but it feels like both at once

there are claws??? on your chest. it could be teeth but probably isn't because it doesn't feel like the teeth locked around your ear and your lips and your left hand.

its scaly skin smells like leather and musk and a flower that only grows in Africa. how the hell do you know that. you've never heard of that flower in your life. its purring in your ear sounds like crows squawking and nails being pounded into wood.

you can tell it's buried in your ass because you can see it in your stomach but you feel it in your throat too because it wants to fuck your mouth so bad that its thoughts are affecting your perception of your body, and you have to control your breathing to not gag on a cock that isn't there

it's whispering in your ear past a meandering velvety tongue how bad it needed this, and how good of a mate you are, and it's speaking in Mandarin and Nahuatl and Finnish and languages you don't even recognize the sounds of but somehow you understand and it's speaking in your own voice and your ex's voice and thousands of others all at once.

its cock doesn't even really have a shape or a color, only having form in the same way something looks when you picture it in your head, and the feeling changes every couple seconds when you try to think about what it feels like, but it's so large it shouldn't even remotely fit and you can feel it between your lungs but it doesn't hurt??

the thing rails you in missionary and on your hands and knees and riding its cock and then riding its tongue and then with a second cock in your ass and a third in your mouth and maybe you're inside it's stomach? but its mouth is wrapped around both your nipples at once and also between your legs and maybe the cock in your mouth is actually a tongue? and your hand is definitely also buried in its pussy because you're fingering it but there's a tongue wrapped around your fingers too?

and you get done fucking with absolutely zero concept of how long it's been but it feels like hours and then you look at the clock and it's BEFORE you met at the bar??

Give me gloved hands forcing my mouth open to do an inspection of my teeth. Give me strapping me down to the hospital bed for my "saftey". Give me pleasuring me simply to watch as my heart rate mentor rises in speed. Give me softly cooing and praising me as my vitals are checked or I'm given an IV. Give me a man who will make sure I'm healthy and taken care of, no matter what...

Yeah the dick part is good too ig

"think you can hop up on the table for me, little bunny?" it doesn't look so scary anymore. they get me on the table where the vet has me lie down first. the feeling of their hands on my skin makes my pulse race, my head swimming from the medicine. each pass over my breasts makes my clit throb, when they spread my legs, they're covered in my arousal. my owner mentions about additional pet services, but i can't follow the conversation as i watch the vet examine my bunny cunt, ignoring my needy clit.

they keep talking, moving me to present on my knees, arms tucked beneath me so my tail is high in the air and my weeping bunny cunt is on full display. when the first finger sinks in, i moan and whine, grinding back only for a firm grip to hold me still. a second finger, a third. i'm panting, wetness running down my thighs as they still ignore my clit, it's not enough. i'm stretched and inspected, my holes worked at a slow methodical pace until i'm a drooling fuzzy mess.

my owner comes around to rub my nose, telling me how good i'm being. "you're almost ready for breeding, bunny. i'll seen you after you're done with the program, okay?" i can only whine, the medicine getting stronger. they never mentioned breeding, this was supposed to just be a checkup. i watch my owner wave as they leave, the vet gives me another two doses of medicine before wheeling me back to the pens.

"here we go, little one." the vet brings me to a room full of hungry eyes, all of them pacing around in cells. the other pets here look even more worked up than i feel, the smell of their collective need making me whine and rub my clit needily. they put me down on a soft pillow in the middle of the room, giving me another nose rub before stepping out. i hear the click of the door locking before a buzz and all the cages open.

thinking about a doctor going further and further, getting more and more inappropriate with me, while maintaining a completely professional tone.

normal breast exam morphing to playing with them, squeezing and twisting my nipples all the while telling me its important to test both nipples sensitivity.

checking my mouth turning into their gloved fingers in it, touching every spot, moving with curiosity closer to my throat. while i drool and gag, they reassure me that feeling for abnormalities has always been done like this and i'm doing so well.

after a regular vaginal exam they start to play with my clit, fingers wandering inside me. before long they insist, its always been important for a doctor to make sure i can cum.