be a good girl and kneel in front of mommy so i can put on your vegan 3d printed pleather torture collar or else you'll be whipped with mommys unsanded small business glitter resin pour flogging cane

You know for a husk with no desires or identity of your own, an empty vessel yearning desperately to be filled, and a hole in space in the shape of a cute girl your eyes sure do seem to glint a lot whenever my neck is visibly exposed and unprotected.

okay the womb tattoo curse was funny for a couple seconds there but I would appreciate it if you could disband it before I start ovulating for real. you know it only takes like. thirty seconds for it to become permanent, right. permanent until whoever has the curse goes into an extreme heat and has to be rawed and bred for days. can you just uncast it already. please. how many seconds has it been I'm getting anixous please it's not funny anymore hey please please uncast it please oh my god no you're serious about this aren't you no no no no-

Hi :3 *makes you gain 50 pounds*

DOL is genuinely an insane game to me. you can goon or you can face the eldritch level horrors that exists in the in-game lore. but before any of that, you need to pay life changing amounts of money each week in order not to get slimed by a bunch of grown adults. the guy who demands that money from you is in an asshit forced proximity hate-hate relationship with your sugar parent. said sugar parent is associated with multiple other weird people who run the most morally questionable businesses possible (don’t worry, treating humans like animals is okay but building a skyscraper isn’t!). one of them is a cult leader who hosts furry conventions every four weeks. speaking of cults. twilight is technically possible in the dolverse because vampires are hinted to exist. lovecraft-esque creatures can be made via cult rituals. you get haunted every so often by an apparition that tried to drown you. a gyaru bullies you at school. you can have dinner with pimp lucius. they mayor is an amateur filmmaker. said mayor is actually under the thumb of the guy who demands you to pay him each week. they still use medieval torture devices to punish criminals. the law is practically nonexistent. there’s no such thing as a good ending. and it all happens in a seaside city in the UK. what the fuck.

the thing about "she breasted boobily" type writing by men is that it's not even done by real Boob Perverts. a lot of male writers are so detached from any sense of meaningful sexuality that they just describe a woman as having "large breasts" as a signifier for her being Hot and Sexy. it's like an automaton's idea of sexual attraction. what's the specific size and shape of the boobs? how does she react to them? is she shy and insecure? is she an obnoxious showoff? how does she use them? does she exploit the gaze towards them for her own ends? is she subtle about using them or is she absolutely flagrant to the point of being a little pathetic? and would you, the writer, crawl through broken glass just for an opportunity to touch them? if you're not thinking about these questions you're a certified fake boob pervert

Being poly is so funny like wdym I’m someone’s pet but I also own a pet and that pet also owns a pet. That’s a food chain.

sooo in the span of like 10 hours these photos have gotten more views on erome than some of my other photos have gotten over the Months since i posted them???