Im Kinky And Horny. Its Gonna Benefit Eveyone

slap my cock against her needy pussy until her brain is leaking down her thighs

what happened ? can't think straight anymore sweetheart ?

at this point, all she can do is buck her hips and whine like a slut, begging for me to fuck her stupid

Ooh, this is creative, I like this <3

If this particular branch or organization or what-have-you can't get funding because of the usual government bureaucracy, then they're going to have to resort to shadier methods in order to get what they need, and what they need is a test subject. Unfortunately, I just so happened to get the short end of the stick, and I wake up in a less-than-optimal situation, with one half of my body on one side of a thick wall and the other half isolated from it.

Looking at the creature, it's dark, sludgy. It only looks like a lump of slime, at first, maybe about the size of a crouched person - but peering deeper reveals something squirming, tangling. It gets closer to me, tendrils seeking the base of the wall, and I realize something: it wants to get to the other side. With me blocking the only hole visible, there's clearly only one route for it to take, and there's nothing I can do to resist as it gets closer and closer, reaching out, seeking a path through to the other side. I don't know what the proprietors here are using to motivate it, but it appears motivated indeed, if its urgency is anything to go by.

It explores my upper body, my arms, my face, and then finds what it's looking for. Before I can say anything, before I can even attempt to press my lips together, the thing slides into my mouth, sending a hunk of slime and tendrils across my tongue. I choke and sputter, unprepared, but the slime is undeterred, pressing itself against the back of my throat to force more of itself inside, sliding down into my stomach. Now that it's found a way through, the rest of its body seems eager to join in, climbing up the wall and up my body in order to make its way into my mouth, squirming down my throat to bloat my stomach just like the rest of it. I'm uncomfortably full within minutes, my midsection distended slightly around the uninvited guest, but there's no stopping it - it's not even halfway done.

My eyes roll back in my head as it gets more insistent, parting my throat easily to move more quickly. I can barely sneak in a breath between pulses of slime and writhing appendages, but that's not even the worst of it, because the thing has found the rest of its pathway. My stomach abruptly feels less full, in exchange for the rest of me stretching to accomodate something not meant for the human body. That's what these tests are for - can the human body withstand a monster like this, treating it as nothing but a pathway to its next goal? I suppose I'm here to find out, and to help other people find out. I wonder who might be watching this take place over a hidden camera, taking notes somewhere in another room. Sarcastically, I hope they're enjoying the show.

My midsection distends further as the tentacled thing makes itself perfectly at home, working its way through the maze of my guts, more slime and arms filling my stomach while the rest of it explores my intestines. It takes a few more minutes to make any more progress, but its progress is obvious once it gets there - a burst of slime and fluids, and there are tentacles spilling out of my asshole on the other side of the room, slopping down my legs and regrouping on the floor between my feet. That's what finally makes me moan outright, my toes curling and my muscles tensing because that's all I can do in my bonds, my asshole tightening around the appendages wriggling through it. The creature doesn't like its progress being impeded, and responds by using more force, speeding up its journey through my body.

One particularly stubborn clump of tentacles is what tips me over the edge into cumming, but I can't even moan past the last few portions of sludge filling my mouth. At least the creature is almost done with me, but the rest of it still has to get through before I can consider myself truly out of the woods - and I'm not even all that sure I want it to be done, busy basking in the pleasure from the writhing arms stimulating the walls of my guts, my stomach, my asshole. When my mouth is finally free again, I can moan obscenely, whorishly, and I stop caring who might be looking on for observational data. Who cares what kind of data they're getting from this? Who cares if someone's jacking off to this while they're supposed to be taking notes?

Unfortunately for my tired body, it's not over when the last of the tentacles slides out of my asshole. Another creature on the other side wants to get through just the same as the other one, and it's determined to do so in the exact same way - just in reverse. My asshole, loosened by the slime from the first creature, easily accepts a gooey clump of appendages as it starts making it way up my system, seeking the opposite end, stimulating every nerve ending it can find on the way there. I'm so full, so full, so round and heavy, my belly bloated with something I didn't ask for, things squirming out of my mouth and slopping onto the floor with a wet noise. It makes me cum even harder than the first one did, and by the time it's all the way through, I'm hanging limply from the wall, heaving for breath and drenched in sweat.

Are there more of these creatures? What was the motivation for this test in the first place? What are they? How many people are going to see camera footage of me cumming while my ass is violated by a creature I don't even have a name for?

About to head home after classes ended, you are suddenly grabbed from behind by two of the jocks. They drag you to the boys locker room where you are then thrown on the ground, the door locked behind you.

You look up to see your bullies smirking down at you. The leader orders one of the other bullies to force you on your knees in front of him. He then unzips his pants and pulls out his big, hard cock.

You try to squirm away, but the jock holding you keeps you firmly in place. The leader condescendingly says that if you be a good boy and suck his dick, then they'll let you go. Of course if you refuse they'll just beat the crap out of you.

Not wanting the second option, you meekly nod in understanding. The other jock lets you go as you with a trembling hand carefully grab the leader's cock and begin licking the underside of it. After giving it a few good pumps, you slowly inch his cock all the way into your mouth and begin sucking it.

So focused on sucking on the leader's cock that you don't notice two other members walking up, until you hear their zips also fall and stop to see they now also have their dicks out.

The leader roughly grabs your head and tells you to keep sucking and while you're at it, you should put those hands of your's to use. Not seeing any options you do as you're told. You continue sucking the leader off, while using your hands to jerk off the jocks on either side of you.

After a while, the leader groaned that he was about to cum. You're about to pull away only for him to immediately force you back, growling at you to swallow his cum. Not wanting to argue, you let him fuck your throat as he edges himself closer and closer to his end. Until he finally released his thick hot cum down your throat.

Immediately after he let go of your hair, you pulled away coughing and gasping for air. The other two bullies took this opportunity to ejaculate all over your face.

You think it's finally over, but are quickly proven wrong as you're suddenly pushed onto the ground, arms pinned down by one of the bullies.

You really thought they were just gonna let go? How stupid!

You struggle as you are stripped of your clothes, begging them to let you go. The leader of the group hands his phone to one of his friends and tells him to keep filming. You didn't even notice they had been filming this whole time.

The leader then grabs onto your legs and forcibly spreads them apart. He remarks how wet you are despite how you act like you don't want it.

Without another word, he slams his cock into your wet cunt. All you can do is moan and whimper as your pussy is mercilessly fucked. You can feel his cock pounding against your cervix.

His thrusts become more erratic and his dick twitches inside you, signaling that he is about to cum again. You beg him not to cum inside you. Anywhere, but your pussy. Of course your pleas fall on deaf ears as minutes later, the bully dumps his entire load straight into your womb. Causing you to let out a scream as you cum immediately after.

Of course this still isn't the end either.

Now that their leader has had his fun with you, the rest of the jocks get to have a turn.

You're an explorer mapping uncharted territory. Ambitious, a little arrogant, and very, very alone - no one else would touch your mission with a ten foot pole. Maybe they can't get the legends out of their heads: stories of giants disguised as mountains or trees that poison trespassers and mutilate them beyond all recognition. But those are old wives' tales. The real danger, experts say, is water. There are no water sources within a hundred miles of the starting point; anyone who's pressed further disappeared thereafter. If only that were enough to deter you. But here you are, hopelessly lost, sticky with sweat, and freshly out of provisions. It's a lush area; there has to be water somewhere, perhaps inside the plants themselves, but they prove impervious to your knife: flexible, but stronger and thicker than rubber. You'd record your observations, but you're too weary to write.

Just when you think you're about to collapse, you spot a pool. It's the clearest water you've ever seen, clear enough to dunk your head in and drink without a second thought. It's sweet and cool; you tear off your clothes and bathe, basking in your success. You're perhaps the first human to make it this far.

Before you can refill your water bottles, however, you feel a burning in your abdomen. At first you think you just drank too quickly - rookie mistake - but it spreads and intensifies. There's a fire consuming your guts, your ribs. Breathless, you pull yourself to the grassy edge and lie spread out on the ground. You feel like you're being dissolved from the inside, bones and organs turned to mush. You black out from the pain.

When you awake, you're swinging, head down and naked and twenty feet in the air, staring into two greedy eyes each the size of dinner plates. The giant dangles you in the air by your feet and opens his mouth. This is it, you think, but he only laughs, catching you by the waist. He pulls you right side up and turns you around to face the forest; he lowers you down onto something blunt and hot. You strain to see over the thick fingers around your middle and make out his legs on either side of you, the slope of his balls directly below. You shake your head frantically.

"I can't take that. I can't. I can't do that. Please--" You doubt he speaks English and even if he did, you quickly dissolve into panicked babble. By the feel of his head poking between your legs, his cock must be at least half your height and wider than your ribcage. It'll kill you, no question. Even if one bead of his precum is more than a bottle's worth of lube. You squeeze your legs together, trying to delay the inevitable, but it only seems to pleasure him. His cock throbs against your clit and heat waves through you. Your cheeks burn in shame - you're seconds away from being ripped apart, and wet. But you don't have time to recover your dignity. The giant lifts your left leg up to your shoulder and presses you down by your waist, stretching you for the first time around his cock.

You scream, preparing for darkness that doesn't come. It hurts - worse than anything you've ever felt in your life - but it doesn't break you. Dimly you're aware of your pelvis, the hips his cock ought to have shattered but didn't. You've only taken a third of the head when it meets resistance in your cervix. You thank the universe that you won't have to take any more - until he grabs both of your legs like handles and starts yanking you down his length. You feel a sharp pain in your core, radiating through your hips, and know, somehow, it's your cervix giving way. The knowledge has you throwing your head back as the giant stretches you over his cock like a condom.

He pushes into your womb. The top of your womb. Your diaphragm. Your legs rest a good foot further apart than they used to be. But the giant keeps pushing. Now, you think, now has to be the end as your ribs crumble around him. But they don't. The outline of his cock moves slowly up your torso and into your chest. By the time you feel the patch of hair at his base against your thighs, you can't even see where it ends: the tip protrudes at least eight inches out right where your collarbone should be. You can't help but run your hands over your naked body, feeling his cock throb just beneath your skin, feeling the stretch, jerking him off from the outside. The giant roars, tightens his grip on your legs, and lifts you off his cock just to slam you back down.

Again. Again. Again. You struggle to breathe in time with his thrusts as his cock literally squeezes the air from your lungs; your arms shudder violently as the tip nudges against your heart. And still you jerk him off with trembling hands. Like you're trying to pleasure him. Like each pulse through your skin doesn't make you moan and your poor, ruined cunt clamp helplessly around him. By the time you feel your orgasm building, you're too far gone to think of anything that's not your own hands mapping out your grotesquely distended middle. You can't even scream when you finally cum around a thrust that squeezes your lungs paper-thin. Only gasp and sigh through an orgasm that darkens your vision and has your whole body convulsing around his monstrous length.

The giant uses you like a fleshlight for hours; after some fifteen orgasms you start to lose track. Finally he pushes in as far as he can go, bulging out the bottom of your throat, and cums. You feel the heat welling in your chest as you swell like a water balloon, cumming one last time when you feel the jet current of seed flowing against your heart. Five minutes later you look overdue with octuplets - that is, if you still look like a human at all. The giant lets go of your legs and leans back against the mountainside, leaving you upright and still stretched over his cock; you suddenly hear snoring behind you. Who knows when he'll wake up, or if he'd even let you go? Deep down, though, you know it doesn't matter. As if you'd ever make it out. As if you'd ever leave. You run your hands over your belly and cum again, without shame. He's almost certainly knocked you up with octuplets for real.

(sorry this got so long i am going THRU it rn. feel free not to publish if it's too long <3)

I'm sure my owner or a friend of my new wolfy top is there to guide me, soothing me when I yelp at a particularly mean stretch and petting my hair and lubing us both up as we go.

and finally slipping the entire shaft inside is huge, but it means I can feel the knot now, bulbous and thick already but not fully swollen, rubbing against my hole. It's already deep enough to give my stomach a little bulge, my handler rubbing my belly and stroking the shaft through me like I'm just a big lovely fucktoy. My werewolf friend is busy panting and scenting me, grinding and rolling their hips into mine, licking and nipping at the back of my neck and shoulders; maybe the handler gets a couple of fingers into my ass around the shaft, just to test if I have any more give in me. And of course I do, and they'll start encouraging my new mate to get that knot in.

and it's SO thick. Not fully swollen yet but still massive and girthy, and I think there's no way in hell it could possibly fit. Every push feels like a dead end, no matter if we try more lube, a new position, anything... but then after a few long hard tries, my body starts to give, leaving me whining as the werewolf grips my hips, leans all of their body weight into forcing that beast of a knot into my ass. they have to pound it in a few times, and all I can do is hold on for dear life, panting and shaking -

then all of a sudden it pops inside of me, sinking even deeper into my guts and making me shout as I clench around it, orgasm hitting at the same time. My werewolf bears down and fucks into me even harder, only to tense up after a moment, and I feel heat pool inside my belly, filling me up with seed, more than I feel like I can hold, enough to make my tummy swell with it. And with a tie so tight, it doesn't even leak, keeping me stuffed and full.