ollie

if three holes aren’t enough you can always make more

So sleepy ... sure hope a huge predator doesn't swallow me whole while I'm asleep and I wake up to the sound of their broiling glorping stomach and the beating of their heart, to the sight of their pulsing stomach flesh, to the wetness of slimy fluids coating my body... that would be sooooo awful...

does anyone else dream of being spitroasted but like literally like impaled on a spit and roasted over a fire or tied up to it with an apple in your mouth or is it just me

The wet, slick sounds of a cock plunging into the exposed intestines of a dead, glassy eyed victim over and over and over again.

If I were on your barbecue, I’m sure you wouldn’t even notice it was me. To you, I’d be nothing more than just another juicy piece of meat, ready to be devoured. I would perhaps taste like pork, wouldn’t I? You’d bite down without a second thought, savoring my warm and crisp flavor as I slide down your throat, becoming nothing but another meal filling your belly. Slowly digesting away until I’m completely gone... just like any other food you’ve claimed.

romantic cannibalism. i'm not eating you for sexual gratification or because i'm a bad person or even because you taste good, even though you do. i'm eating you because i care so much. i feel such a visceral adoration for you and i have nowhere to put that. so i have to carve you open. gently, of course. and i'll make sure you stay just as pretty as you are now. and i'll be careful, i promise. i'll savor every bite. i'll commit the flavor to memory. i'll consume every bit i can and keep the rest. a brain in a jar. your bones made into broth. your teeth in a jar in my bathroom cabinet. your hair in a locket. don't you understand? i love you.

sometimes beautiful angels feel like disgusting freaks. this doesn’t change the fact that they are still beautiful angels.

secret feeder friend who always gets me just a little too high, high enough that I can never refuse the snacks they keep insisting I enjoy 🐷💦