The Littlest Star

Werewolves being aggressive and rough and leaving scratch marks all over you, knotting inside you and slowly getting more and more affectionate. Nudging and nuzzling your neck while they leave little licks across your body where they hurt you.

Vampires being obsessed with biting you and marking you up as theirs. Pinning your arms down as they take the time to enjoy how warm you are and the noises you make. Writing words into your skin with your own blood to claim you.

Tentacle monsters treating you like a glorified toy and just shoving their appendages into your holes when they wanna get off. Carrying you around completely naked, petting your hair, and fixing a pretty collar to your neck so everyone knows you belong to them.

Now I’m stuck.

I shouldn’t have pressured them, but they are always a little more aggressive around the full moon. A bit more dominant. And I … like them like that. I couldn’t say anything it would be just too embarrassing but I’m starting to like the way they manhandle me, looming over me and making me feel small beneath them.

So I’ve been cutting it close. Goading them into fucking me closer and closer to moonrise. Trying to get them at their most feral, most formidable. I love the way they hold me down, so much stronger than me, I couldn’t fight them off if I had wanted to but I would never want to, I live to have my holes filled by their thick juicy cock.

There’s also a kind of rush to cutting it close, playing with fire I guess. Knowing that in a few hours time they would be a beast, powerful and uncontrollable in their desire.

And I usually give us at least an hours window before moonrise. Just to be safe.

But I forgot about daylight savings. I didn’t change the clock.

At first I didn’t realize what was happening. They are so big already I almost didn’t notice as their cock started growing in my ass. But then I felt the fur. I was pinned face down underneath them and they got heavier and heavier as they grew. I shuddered as i felt my ass stretching to accommodate the new size.

They didn’t stop thrusting, in fact they started pounding me even harder and harder into the floor. Their heavy paws kept my arms pinned down, and between their weight, size and monstrous strength there was no way I could have escaped. Especially when my mind was blurring out with pleasure. The strange amalgamation of helplessness and safety, combined with she shocks of pleasure radiating up my spine from each thrust left me unable to do much more than moan and tremble beneath them.

I figured they would finish pretty quickly and I could leave but I had forgotten one key detail.

The knot.

When they finally came with jerky out of control bucks of their hips their knot swelled up, stretching me open more than anything I’d ever felt before and tying us together. Being filled so thoroughly like that sent me over the edge as well and I came with a shivery moan underneath them.

I think they could tell I was overwhelmed because they’ve been nuzzling me and licking the back of my neck and my shoulders for 25 minutes now.

The only problem is their knot still hasn’t gone down, and I can feel them getting hard again inside me.

I think I’m gonna be in for a long night.

imagine being taken, cleaned up, tied and dressed up in lingerie. a gag placed gently in your mouth, scared out of your mind and absolutely terrified of what could possibly come next. only for the person who kidnapped you to come in with their partner who is blindfolded, with a grin from ear to ear plastered across their face. and as they remove their blindfold, you hear your kidnapper say “i got them just for you baby. i know you’ve always wanted a pet, a little toy to play with. and now, we have this one to use as much and as often as we please! isn’t that so exciting?”

there were a million panicked thoughts that raced through your head while you were stuck laying there. trying to figure out why anyone would do this to you, why this was happening. and somehow nothing you thought of was even close to the terror that was this. that you were abducted as a gift. you were taken to be someone’s toy, someone’s plaything. their perfect little prize.