Perished Pigeon: For Human Consumption

A blog for my darkest desires, things that should remain hidden. Not for the faint of heart, but certainly for those who feel an alluring tickle deep inside when seeing something darkly perverse.

Here for all the deliciously delightful little sinners who crave those taboo relationships, the forbidden, and the obscene.

✒️ Basics: There is no DNI. Read the pinned post and if you don't want to be here, tread no further. If you choose to continue, it will be on your head.

Address me how you wish. I accept all titles. If you require guidance, Daddy is a good start.

✅ What you will find here:

Indulgence in things I desire. Reblogs, text posts, images. Interaction with asks or mutuals, if it fits. A vibe, which I will not break.

Desires may include: misgendering, detrans, degradation, dom/sub dynamics, toxic relationships, hurt with/without comfort, humiliation, exhibitionism, cuckholding, orientation play, misogyny, rapeplay, and more.

🛑 What you won't find here:

The first is when they have nothing perverse. They look pure and proper. No problematic kinks, nothing untoward, no nearly pornographic gifs. Then it becomes our little secret. The fucked up things you enjoy that you wouldn't let your followers see.

The second is when they're openly begging for it. A blog full of kinks and porn. A list of their fantasies, wishing for someone to come in, read every little weakness in their heart, and make them whimper and moan for it.

I love both equally. I love watching both indulge and fall deeper.

I don't even want kids. But I want you to have a big round belly, fat tits full of milk. I want you to watch your body turn curvier all because I wanted to cum inside you. All because you craved submitting so hard that you gave in.

Finding a cute lesbian and chatting her up. Connecting over shared interests, making jokes, feeling that spark. Knowing that if you looked just femme enough that she'd probably fall for you.

Pushing it a bit further, finding out her kinks, her preferences, what she can't help but turn into a puddle over. Maybe it's the feeling of teeth on the back of her neck, maybe it's her nipples being toyed with. Getting her comfortable enough for touch, for a little bit of physical contact. And then finding the right moment.

The moment where I can bite down on the perfect spot and feel her freeze. Feel the way the arousal paralyzing her despite being a lesbian. Sliding my hands around her, not giving her a chance to recover. Feeling how she starts to melt, how it's too much for her to resist. I don't need her drunk or asleep, her own body will do everything for me.

Soon enough she's a hot, dripping mess. Blushing and mewling as my cock pushes inside her. Something she never thought would happen. Never thought she'd like.

Never thought she'd be begging for more.