girlboy puppytoy

I put "girlboy" in my tagline because I like to play with my gender expression. I write posts based on my private fantasies -- sometimes I play a boy, sometimes a girl, sometimes a crossdresser/both/neither. Posts generally from "boy" perspective are tagged #boybunny hours. Posts from "girl" are tagged #girlbunny hours. All my original posts, and some others, are tagged "me and him" because I'm always fantasizing about my boyfriend.

My sexual expression varies but my boyfriend is always a man. So I have m/m, nb/m, and f/m posts, but no f/f. I'm bi, but I'm also very monogamous, so my fantasies of course follow suit.

When I am dominating him, I find myself naturally gravitating towards the feminine. So I often tag those posts "femdom".

In no particular order, things that will appear with some frequency:

size kink

breeding/impregnation/cumming inside

oral sex/oral fixation

musk, smells, tastes

piss play (not often a main feature but definitely present)

being a toy/pet, especially a puppy

erotic hypnosis, behavioral training, and mind control

dumbification

bimbofication, sometimes edging into misogynistic stereotypes

consensual nonconsent, rape (though I haven't used that word in my writing to this point)

"taking advantage"

somnophilia

locker room bullying, sports boy dick measuring contests

objectification and treating the sub like a toy or a thing

primal/petplay where we're we're playing "bunny" or "cow" or "wolf"

Sometimes I'll throw in "Daddy" as a title because I find it really embarrassing, and I enjoy the humiliation, but we haven't played that kink seriously to this point.

Sadism / masochism

Obedience and praise

Gender play, often mixed with the size kink: I write myself as a boy with a cunt or a small dick, getting dominated and "put in my place" for being smaller.

Denial and edging, especially when I am dominating my boy.

Degrading and humiliating language

I couldn't overpower him with physical strength under normal circumstances, but I know him so well, it would be easy to set a little trap. I've been watching him for a long time. I know when he wakes up, where he works, where he parks his car, where goes to the store, where he goes to play games with his friends, how he likes to shop for meat before choosing vegetables, what he likes to drink, what kind of underwear he buys, how many times he touches himself every day... So desperately, like he knows he's not getting enough attention yet.

I know the code you press to open his front door. It would be so easy to get inside without him knowing. There aren't any cameras inside (well, not any that aren't mine.) But then it would be hard to get him out without making the neighbors worry; it'd be better to get him where I want him before he knows why he's really there.

I know he likes to get drunk late at night when he's finally off work. I think he'd follow me home from the bar if I just flirted a little. I bet he'd let me take him anywhere if I leaned in and pressed my tits up against him, made him think he'd get to touch a little more if we could only get some privacy... But I wouldn't want to come on too strong just yet. I'd say, "Ah, fuck, I promised I'd feed my neighbor's cat tonight. You can tag along if you want, it's two blocks from here, but then the bar would be closed..." I'd pretend to be nervous, glance over. As if he were the dangerous one, ha. "We could stop by my place, but all I have is some leftover stir fry and a bottle of scotch. Wanna taste it?" And he would say yes because 2am is way too soon for a bar to close if you work night shift.

I can pretend to be a nice girl for a little while if that's what it takes to get his guard down and catch him for real.

Once we're inside, I'll play submissive at first, let him be a big man while he still can. He can put his big hands on me, pull me close and growl when I hike my top up to show him my tits. I'll let him lick inside my mouth (so clumsy) and rock his hips against me (humping my thigh like a fucking dog). When he starts feeling up under my skirt, I'll pretend he doesn't suck at using his fingers when he's drunk; he won't know because I've been soaking wet since we left the bar, just thinking about how I'm going to break him later.

I'll act surprised when I feel down and get a hand on his big, thick cock, even though I've been touching myself to pictures of it for ages at this point. He doesn't know I've seen it from every angle. I made sure all my toys were just a little bit smaller so I'd be ready enough without ruining the satisfaction of getting stretched open on his cock for our first time.

I'm having fun seeing him try to take the lead, but I'm getting frustrated because he's not inside me yet. He's saying some stupid shit about not having a condom on him, but I can barely hear it because I'm buzzed and I love him and it feels so good, grinding my clit against the wet spot of precum that soaked through his briefs near his hip. I'm just making that wet spot bigger, sucking on his tongue, panting, fuck, please.

I push his waistband down and free his cock. It looks bigger in my hands than it did in the pictures, fuck... I press my clit up against the head of his cock. I know the size difference turns him on. He says we should stop and I barely hold back from hitting him. Not yet. I want to see what he'll do for me if I just ask.

I tell him I haven't been with anyone since the last time I got tested (true), c'mon, I'm on the pill (lie)... And he's so easy, he gives in to just a little pressure and starts humping, sliding his cock against my slick cunt and puffy clit. I have to reach down and guide the tip to kiss against my real entrance, murmuring, "It's a little further back, baby, let me show you."

He makes the cutest noise when the head of his cock finally fits inside. I'm so soft inside. I hold his hips down so he can't buck up and fill me to the hilt just yet.

Oh, fuck. He's perfect. I haven't had to train him yet and he's already begging. I knew he was meant to be mine, but I didn't plan for him to be this fucking easy.

He gives it all up so easy. And when he decides to stay and fall asleep in my bed that night, he has no idea that this is the last time he'll ever have to bother deciding anything by himself ever again.

He's mine. And I can't wait to take him apart and make him into my perfect pet.