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my mind instantly went to reader being too sensitive/overwhelmed by Johnny's enthusiasm and trying to squirm away. so Simon breaks out the spreader bar 😌

- no-fish-cod

fish please can i just lick the inside of your brain. just once. as a treat.

synopsis rafe eating you out with cocaine.

Rafe doesn’t just sprinkle the coke.

He crushes the rock between his teeth first, right in front of you, jaw flexing, then spits the damp, half-melted powder directly onto your open cunt. It lands in a messy, uneven smear across your clit and the soft inner folds, already starting to dissolve in the heat and slick that’s been dripping out of you since he ordered you onto your back and spread your thighs with both hands.

“Look at that,” he mutters, voice low and almost fond. “Pretty little hole all dressed up for me.”

He doesn’t use his tongue right away. He uses the flat of two fingers first—rubbing the wet powder in hard, working it into every crease, pushing some of it inside you with short, filthy thrusts. The burn hits almost immediately: sharp, chemical, electric. Your hips jerk. He just presses his palm down on your lower stomach and keeps going, smearing, scooping, forcing more of it deeper until your cunt is glossy and pink and faintly frosted with what’s left.

Only then does he lean in.

The first lick is slow and deliberate, broad and flat, from the bottom of your hole all the way up over your clit. He collects everything—coke, cum, the thin string of spit he left earlier—and swallows it like it’s nothing. Then he does it again, harder, tongue pointed this time, fucking into you with it, chasing every last grain that’s tried to hide inside. The sound is wet and obscene. He’s breathing through his nose like an animal.

When he finally seals his mouth over your clit and sucks, it’s not gentle. It’s greedy. He sucks like he’s trying to pull the powder back out of your bloodstream, tongue lashing, teeth grazing just enough to make your thighs jump. Two fingers slam back into you mid-suck, curling hard against that swollen spot that makes your vision white out, and he keeps sucking through the whole thing—loud, messy, spit running down his chin and onto the sheets.

You’re shaking. He’s not done.

He pulls off just long enough to spit a thick string of coke-laced saliva directly onto your clit, then smacks it lightly with two fingers so it splatters. The sting mixes with the chemical heat and the ache of how empty you suddenly feel. He watches your face the entire time, dark eyes half-lidded, mouth shiny.

“Again,” he says simply.

He doesn’t wait for permission. He just ducks back down, spreads you wider with both thumbs, and starts licking like he’s trying to clean you out completely—long, filthy strokes that drag from your hole to your clit and back, occasionally stopping to suck hard enough that the wet sound echoes. Every time you try to close your legs he forces them open again. Every time you moan too loud he bites the soft inside of your thigh hard enough to leave a mark, then goes right back to eating you like he’s starving.

By the time he finally lets you come, your cunt is swollen and twitching and still faintly tingling from the coke, and Rafe’s face is a mess—lips red, chin dripping, pupils blown. He doesn’t wipe it off. He just crawls up your body, presses his wet mouth to yours so you can taste yourself and the chemical burn, and murmurs against your lips.

insecure!reader paired with a man who loves and worships every fucking thing about you. loves your body, but also your heart, your soul, and your mind. a man who kisses you until you forget about your insecurities about your chest, worships your skin in gratitude for holding his favorite person together. he won’t force you to take your bra off and show him your body whole, but he’ll make you feel so safe and loved and cared for that you’ll let him.

he’ll unclip your bra slowly, savoring the hitch in your breath and the way you grow nervous. he’ll place the softest of kisses on the skin of your collar, moving down until he comes face to face with your chest.

“..fucking beautiful,” he all but whispers, eyes honed in on your breasts. he wonders why has she been hiding such pretty things from me? he caresses them softly, thumbs toying with your nipples as you begin to grow shy, but he practically drools at the sight of you.

his lips latch around your nipple gently. he licks and sucks and worships your chest so tenderly it makes you want to cry, while his other hand meets your other breast and kneads.

your fingers tangle in his hair and pull softly, beginning to whine as he grew desperate. lips sucking your sensitive skin, licking and slobbering all over your chest.

“fuck, you been keeping this from me?” he groans as you whimper, his hips beginning to grind slowly, unconsciously into the mattress beneath you both.

your heart flutters at his words, feeling a bit silly for being so insecure when this is how he feels about you, when this is how much he adores your body, when this is how good it feels to be taken care of so delicately.

You were spread out on the bed like a feast, legs shoved wide open as your two boyfriends buried their faces between your thighs. They were absolutely feral for your pussy. One boyfriend shoved his tongue deep inside your dripping hole, fucking you with it in messy, hungry strokes while the other latched onto your swollen clit and sucked hard. They kept aggressively bumping heads, growling and shoving at each other like they were fighting over who got to devour you first.

“Fuck, she tastes so fucking good,” one of them groaned, the deep vibration making your clit throb. The other pushed his face in right beside him, their tongues sliding sloppily together as they both licked and sucked at your soaked folds. They were making out with each other right against your pussy — tongues tangling, swapping your juices back and forth in wet, filthy kisses while they ate you alive. It was so nasty.

Thick strings of your cream and their spit were dripping down your ass as they devoured you. One would suck noisily on your clit while the other tongue-fucked your cunt, then they’d switch, sometimes pulling back just to spit on your pussy before diving back in. Both of them were moaning and grunting loudly into your cunt like starving animals, the sounds wet and obscene. Their stubble scraped against your sensitive skin as they fought for every drop.

One boyfriend locked his mouth around your clit and sucked hard, flicking his tongue rapidly while shoving two thick fingers deep inside you, curling them against your g-spot. The other kept his tongue flat and wide, licking messily from your asshole all the way up to your clit. You were shaking, thighs squeezing around their heads as you got closer. “Don’t stop— fuck, I’m gonna cum—” you cried, grinding desperately against their faces.

They went even harder. One sucked viciously on your clit while the other tongue-fucked you deep and fast, both of them moaning and growling into your pussy. The overwhelming pleasure hit you like a freight train. You came hard, gushing all over their tongues as they fought to drink every drop, licking and slurping noisily through your orgasm.

Even after you started twitching from overstimulation, they kept going — lazily licking up every creamy drop, occasionally kissing each other with your cum still coating their tongues and dripping down their chins. When they finally pulled back, their faces were a shiny, fucked-out mess, lips swollen and glistening.

“Aw, my poor baby…” Her voice is a soft, dripping sweet purr right against your ear, her warm breath fanning across your skin in a way that makes goosebumps break out all over your arms. She’s hovering right over you, holding herself up on one forearm while her other hand rests heavy and warm over your knee. She knows exactly what she’s doing to you, knows that the gentler and more mock-pitying her tone gets, the harder it is for you to keep your composure.

You turn your face away into the pillow, your cheeks burning as you try to bite back a helpless whine. Your hips give a small, involuntary twitch against the mattress, completely betraying the desperate ache between your thighs. “You’re struggling so hard, aren't you?” she murmurs, letting out a quiet, amused chuckle.

Her touch slides up from your knee, slow and agonizingly patient, her fingers skimming over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh until she reaches the thin fabric of your lace panties. She hooks two fingers under the waistband, tugging them gently to the side to expose your slick, aching heat. “Look at you… just so sweet and needy for me.”

“Please…” the word slips out broken and small, your fingers knotting into the bedsheets as you try to chase the touch of her hand.

“Shh, I know, sweet girl. I’ve got you,” she coos softly, her voice carrying that infuriatingly comforting, patronizing edge that turns your brain to complete mush. She sinks down between your legs, her fingers finding your wet seam with ease. She slides two fingers inside you in one slow, relentless motion, stretching you open as her thumb comes down to rest right over your clit. You arch off the mattress with a high, breathless cry, your head throwing back as the pleasure hits you like a physical wave.

“Aw, look how good you take it,” she whispers against your inner thigh, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your skin while her fingers begin a steady, rhythmic stroke inside you. Every time she curls her fingers up into that sweet spot, her thumb circles your clit, dragging another desperate whimper from your throat. “Is it too much? Hmm? Poor thing… you just can’t help yourself, can you?”

The sweet, mindless fog of overstimulation rolls in fast, completely stripping away your ability to think or resist. All you can do is hold onto her shoulders, completely at the mercy of her hands as she gently coos you through an orgasm.

…well, if you’re sure it’s necessary, I suppose you can do the rectal exam too, yes. Do you have a sedative that would wear off by the end of this appointment? I still have to drive home afterwards. I have a fairly good pain tolerance, but having something to reduce my anxiety might be nice, if I’m honest…

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Ah, that explains why you are so nice and open for me. I’ll be gentle too, I promise, but good to know you are used to the feeling of fullness. 

Sure, there are some mild and fast acting sedatives. Oral tablets would not work fast enough, because we are already mid exam, but some sublingual administration will do. Injection or rectal administration via suppositories would also be possible. Seeing that you are already anxious, I prefer the sublingual ones. 

Open your mouth for me, darling and put your tongue up. There you go. You should feel a nice warm sensation within the next 1 or 2 minutes. You head will start to feel lighter, some of my patients are describing a warm nice feeling behind the belly button. You muscle will be more relaxed. Some of the more common side effect is a strong feeling of arousal. Throbbing in your clit and labia, extensive fluid production and stiff nipples. If you experience anything beyond that, any unwanted side effects please let me know. 

I will insert the speculum now. Take a deep breath and…it’s in…spreading it now. You are doing so well darling. I know its a big one, but you took it with ease. 

Visual exam looks good, your insides are just as pretty as your outsides. 

Doing the pap smear now, this might sting a little. I need to brush the cervix and most of my female patients describe it as uncomfortable. But it’s quick. Already done, and you didn’t even flinch. Guess you are right about that pain tolerance. 

Moving on to the rectal exam. I hope the sedatives are already working for you…

:)  I guess they are, that was a nice moan while I pulled the speculum out. Oh no, please don’t be embarrassed, I am a professional. Those things happen, especially under medication. 

As it is your first time I will start slowly. Dipping one finger inside your vagina again. You are so wet right now, I won’t need any additional lube to start with. 

I’m going to insert my index now…just keep breathing and relax. Push a little, as you would do when using the toilet. It might sound paradox, but it will make it easier for me to get in…Yes, that good…really nice. 

Can you feel my finger inside How does it feel for you? It might me new and strange, but does anything hurt, when I flex it a bit?

Oh, those side effects are really kicking in, your pussy is dripping, moisture running between your cheeks. It’s a good thing, really, I can just add the second finger without needing to get the lube. Another deep breath, there you go! 

Everything feels good in here. 

I have one last reaction test before we are finished. Let me just get a new glove. One should never alternate between the anus and the vagina, or the possibility of a bladder infection is really high. 

For this test I am going to insert one finger into your anus, one into your vagina and slighty squeeze your clitoris with the other hand. I need to test your reaction and muscle tonus. Your clenching up is pretty strong, very good pelvic muscles…

Soo….the exam could be finished now…Give it 20-30 more Minutes for the sedative to completely wear off….oh you need  leave sooner? well there might me one more option…an orgasm can wash out the effects better. 

You are no longer struggling. 

Securely strapped onto the gyn chair. Wrists, ankles, knees. Two big straps above and below your breasts. One around your lower abdomen, pressing slightly on your half full bladder. A little bit of squirming, a bit of moaning but no longer fighting and shouting. 

The puls monitor tells me your heart rate is elevated.

The moisture sensor inside your pvssy, shows you are dripping, despite your tantrum earlier.

explicit - f!reader - cw: medical play, slight dumbification, "puppy" and "good girl" being used a few times, spanking

Summary: The doctor is in, and you feel particularly hot this evening. Let her have her way with you and you might get a treat at the end. :P

♡ GN reader

Thinking about poly yanderes… 

Being held still by one of them, forced to sit between his thighs – getting so sick of being outnumbered – feeling so weak, stuck in his muscle-swelled arms keeping you tight against him, wrapped snugly around your torso with your back pressed to his chest while his hands grope your front, locking your own to your sides.

He rests his chin off your shoulder – whispering sweet words laced with mockery as you’re left to quake on his lap, struggling to keep your own pathetic sounds to yourself, having grown tired of screaming to be freed some time ago.

"You're shaking so much, sweetie~” He teases while licking your neck – smirking at how the fight in you, once so wild and untamed, had turned into you trying to restrain yourself in favor of breaking free. Fighting, now instead, to hold yourself back from spiraling until coming undone by the heat surging in your belly. 

Your face, dewy with a thin sheen of sweat, is held steadily in your other captor’s hand, keeping your misty hooded eyes looking up at him, where he leans over you while his other hand plays an eager one-sided game of war between your thighs. 

His mouth ghosts yours with small kisses, and everything smells of his breath as he pours sweet unwanted nothings down your throat. "Oh, y'so sweet in my hand~ so soft on my fingers~" 

It’s as though you can see the sickness in his eyes – leering at you like you're something he wants to devour.

“Don’t be shy~ show us how pretty you are when you cum~” He continued cooing.

“You know you want to~” The other accomplice added hot and damp right at your ear – just as amused as his partner. “Come on, baby~ show us~”

You whined, pathetically trying to wrench your face away from their pestering – overheated and overwhelmed – thighs shuddering around the stimulation, wherein the distress you wanted nothing more but to close your legs.

But the one behind you had them both hooked and spread beneath his, keeping you still and accepting of the one in front’s brazen touches.

You pinch your eyes close and bite your lip, not wanting it but feeling it take you nonetheless.

“No, no, no~” One of them tuts then, his mouth on your cheek catching tears. “Don’t look away, Angelface~ Keep your eyes on me~” He begs with fingers curled around your jaw, nuzzling your nose with his while pressing his forehead flat against your sweaty one. 

You whimper, and his thumb swirls over that place you're most sensitive. Cracking a splitting smile when you buck your hips in response.

“So close, buttercup~” He simpers before dragging his hot tongue from your chin to your temple. And you sob, thinking it’s just too cruel how your body decides to react to it. 

The knot within you seizes up, coiled so tight and stretched so thin it snaps – leaving you to throw your head back against the chest behind you – moaning out while they watch you gush for them with a shared smile on both their faces.

♡ BNHA – DabiHawks, ShinKami, BakuDeku, ShigaDabi, TodoDeku, KiriBaku ♡ JJK – SatoSugu, Toji x Shiu, MahiJaku, YujiKuna, YujiGumi ♡ HQ – Miya twins, IwaOi, BoKuro ♡ BLLK – ReoNagi ♡ HxH – KuraKuro, HisoIllu

♡ TW: nsfw, noncon, yandere, captive reader, overstimulation, mindbreak

♡ FEM reader

It’s hours before he finally returns. Humming amusedly at the sight of you, a smile on his face.

Voice sickly sweet as he asks, “Learned your lesson yet?” Standing above you in appraisal, hands in his pockets.

“Mngh–” you bumble out with a brittle whimper, barely audible, unable to shape the word, shivering on the floor, sweaty and dazed and numb from head to toe as the vibrations continue their rampage inside you, slowly but surely pulling you towards another devastation you can’t afford without feeling like you’re going to die, and yet so out of energy you can only try your best to anchor and brace for impact.

“Aw~” is all the sympathy he has to offer. Laughing as he squats down next to you, petting the gloss of your cheek with a curled digit. “Screamed so much you lost your voice, huh?”

Pulling his hand out of his pocket, he presents the slick black controller, as if teasingly flaunting it for you to see, finger hovering over the off button. Watching the hope and plead swirl within your puffy eyes, and basking in the power-trip it brings him.

“Don’t worry, baby, I got you.” Finally, he shows you mercy and ceases the toy’s incessant drumming, making you let out a long sigh of relief, still just lying there limp as he reaches between your legs and pulls the heavily ribbed toy out with a wet schlick.

And then he just stares at you for a moment, admiring his work with a tender smile. Thinking to himself, how he just can't stay mad at you when you're this adorable.

You thought he might just let you stay there, rest up, maybe sleep it off against the comforting cool floor, but it would seem he had other plans in store.

fem reader

Just thinking about the sexual sadist ! yandere who uses ribbed condoms in your cunt. The type that has stiff nubs lining the shaft and feels like he’s fucking you with the fattest pickle – scraping against your gummy walls in the cruelest friction. Harsh thrusts, deep pounding that bruise your womb while his balls all but spank your cunt, slapping the mound in wet claps.

Your back arches off the cold table – wet and sticky from your sweat. Chest pushed up as you heave for air. Ring-gag to set your moans free – no biting back when they turn raw. When tears free-fall as he sends you crashing into another orgasm with your poor clitty pinched between his fingers.

BNHA – Bakugou, Shinso, Shigaraki, Dabi, Aizawa

JJK - Sukuna, Toji, Noaya, Geto

HQ - Kuro, Tsukishima, Sakusa, Tendou

CSM - Yoshida

BLLK - Reo

DS – Doma, Sanemi

fem reader

He’s quiet and studious when lining your limbs with fine pink rope – binding them no tighter than necessary. Perhaps a little gleefully – with a small quirk playing on his lips. 

When he was done, his features softened – mellowed out into something very pleased with himself. He’d made a five-point star on your chest with your hands bound neatly in a bow on your back. It was delicate work he’d spent a good quarter hour tying, but none of it showed aside from your balled fists as he’d decided to lay you on the bed stomach-first.

Having fixed your restricted body on the mattress like you were but a toy doll he was going to play with – laying your face softly in the dune of a pillow. Your feet remained standing on the cold floor, legs spread wide with both ankles tied to each bedpost – pussy breathing the air.

You made a small, not entirely committed, attempt to twist free, knowing it was no use – he was very good with knots. Boy Scouts, presumably. He’s always been a little tight-assed.

And a little wolfish – watching you struggle with a hungry stare with an eerie calm befalling him – a type of smile on his face and dullness in his dark eyes that you just can’t quite understand.

All your protests have turned into but sweet sounds egging him on – no struggle, only cute and subdued squirming – allowing him to take his sweet, sweet time with you...

He gave an unrushed sigh, then smoothly brushed his calloused hands up your silky skin with breaths turning thick in his throat. 

“You’re too cute like this.” He whispered ruggedly – followed shortly by open-mouthed kisses – delicately placed on the plump plush of your ass with wetness in their wake. One, two, three, four, then five – slowly and almost innocently pressing them soft and sweet into your skin. 

It all gave you chills.

fem reader

Think about being a bleating little bunny hunted down by two big bad wolves…

Your fear tastes so good – layered thickly in the air – so sweet in their mouth it’s almost painful how hungry it makes them – seeped and soaked and stained on the bed where they keep you collared and leashed for their own personal use.

You drive them both wild with your aroma and all your cute little struggles where you try so adorably to shove them away and crawl out of their reach. It’s never any use, and yet you still try despite being so stupidly small beneath them – so tiny it only takes one of their hefty hands to have you completely overpowered.

But they’re as sweet as they can be – as sweet as your smaller body allows them to be when it so obviously isn’t meant to take their thicker fatter meaner cocks in its petite little holes – prepping you on tongues and big fingers until you’re as loose as you get before stuffing you with something that’s always going to be too big for you.

They have to tie your hands to something – where despite them being fruitless in their effort, they can become bothersome to leave free – often attaching them to the loop in your collar, so you keep them to yourself all cutely while they mark you with their fangs – making you into a pretty artwork with coarse fingers rubbing your perky little nipples into sore nubs.

You’re really just too cute; it’s cruel – looking up at them with those adorably big eyes and that button nose wrinkling on each little sniffle when you beg them to let you go. Lop-ears sadly framing your face – so soft in their hands and so sensitive it makes you bite your lip all preciously each time they give them a little nibble.

You sob under their touches – knees shaking – as one of them laps at your clit with a bearded chin tickling your puffy pussy-lips, gnawing some on the swollen flesh while slurping your hole. His thick and eager tongue paints through your slit again and again and again on an unrelenting repeat – similar to the eager tail whipping behind him – swallowing all your juice down – growling ferally at the maddening taste while your thighs sweetly tremble around his jaw.

Your other predator bites on the plump of your ass, leaving spotted rings in his wake. Cupping your buttcheeks – fully fitting in the palms of his mighty paws – he cards his claws into the fat and spreads them wide open for an attack on that pretty tight little ring hidden between them. You always whine so sweetly for him – your cute fluffy cottontail doing a little dance while he circles your rim with his tongue – warning you of what’s to come later in the day when he’s finally had the taunt hole fully stretched and as ready as it gets to take his fat knot.

He moans into you while thinking about it – about your cute bunny butt swallowing his meat and being blown full of his thick creampie. Going livid at the mere thought alone – his cock bobs impatiently against his happy trail while he forces restraint upon himself – knowing how if he tries splitting your poor little butt on his pole now, he’d most likely tear you in two.

Instead, he amuses himself by prodding the pretty hole with the tip of a very special golden carrot – fresh batteries turning your rim numb while he slides ring after thicker ring inside you until you close around the tuft of golden leaves at its end. Tugging on his cock impatiently, he places his head – fluffy pointy ear-down upon your belly – listening to the drums echo inside you as he turns the vibrations up high enough to feel it through your skin. 

Of course, he wants to make sure that his precious little bunny is prepped and ready before subjugating you to a good butt-fuck – being kind enough to satisfy himself with your mouth until then – making you cry and choke around his thickness, swallowing his cock down your tight throat until your little nose burrow in the dark curls around his base – watching the pretty furrow between your brows beg for air as your eyes roll back and turn white with desperation.

He lets you suck his balls as mercy once you’ve choked him down long enough – to the point you’ve lost your pretty voice – gripping one of your lop ears, he holds it tightly by the base – thinking there's nothing cuter than spitting on your chubby bunny-face while you dizzily comfort yourself by nuzzling his sack so sweetly. 

Your pussy is left alone after it’s made swollen by a handful of orgasms, but not before the abuser slaps his handiwork with a grin. He wipes his chin off your slick, then grabs your other free ear – messaging the softness as he pulls your mouth off the other’s sack and onto his cock – fucking the pocket of your cheek while you sob from their rough handlings – fearing they might just tear your poor ears off.

They both stand above you as you kneel for them by their feet, lolling your teary lips against their heavy balls – groaning as you give them all sloppy, open-mouthed kisses as they fight for space in your tiny mouth – telling you to beg for the cum stored inside while you slide you pink little tongue over them until they drip with your drool. Then, making your lip and mouth the spine of their shafts, sliding both fat manhoods between your plump lips until making you take one head at a time, licking the slit clean of slaty precum.

But more than childsplay with their cocks on your cute face, they like propping your other two holes – make you moan and cream on them – entirely obsessed with fucking you full of the two of them – pushing in so deep, they have you screaming and shaking in uncontrollable spasms as you clamp down hard around them.

It feels extra sweet when they fuck you at the same time – feeling the other through the wall separating the holes – timing their thrusts – pushing in until completely sheathed down to the base, bottomed-out with their knot swelling up inside you, pumping you full of hot cum before sloshing out – leaving you panting and twitching.

Both holes fluttering around their absence – they inspect them to see how good they have your little bunny-holes stretched – grinning at the sight of both entrances gaping for them as though they can’t wait to be taken by their big dicks – both chuckling deeply when seeing how much of their cum your tightness pushes out before they fuck it right back inside you again – completely mesmerized by the big belly bulge the two of them are making in your tiny body – taken and riveted by the thought of breeding you despite knowing that it would be impossible for you to carry either of their pups. 

None of it keeps them from emptying the full value of their balls inside you for the umpteenth time – both of them slobbering at your neck while messaging you with big hands on your tits and hips, hissing out carnivorous desires your feeble constitution doesn’t understand before they sink their teeth down hard into the soft flesh of your vulnerable neck – claiming you as both their pretty little prey and silly little mate.

BNHA – EndMight, EndHawks, BakuDeku, KiriBaku, DabiHawks, ShigaDabi

JJK – Toji x Shiu, SatoSugu

HQ – Miya twins

DS – DouAka

♡ FEM reader

It’s been a month since your new owner brought you home, and despite expectations, you’ve yet to be eaten by the predators you share your den with. On the contrary, the six hybrids seem to have accepted you as their seventh pack member despite you being at the very bottom of the food chain.

You’ve come to trust that, despite the look of hunger in their eyes… food isn’t exactly what they have in mind. 

The hyena seems to be the only one your age. But he’s also a bit of a bully. Always goading you with ticklish poking until you stomp your feet and whine at him to stop. 

He never listens to you, though – he just cocks his head, finding it funny how you try giving him orders – only grinning as he pins you instead, chewing some on the lops of your ears while squeezing your cottontail – smirking and giggling at your pouty face getting all frustrated.

Your weak kicking is so cute, and so is how you try clawing at him despite having but blunt nails – he can’t help but laugh at the way it tickles him. 

It’s so painstakingly clear you’re not made to fight back, and it’s so adorable how you don’t even realize you already surrendered the moment you rolled over on your back with your belly up. 

It makes him go absolutely feral when you pull on his ears and mane, begging him to stop as he laves at your slit and clit, delving his long tongue deep within your walls until the tip prods your womb. It’s course against your skin and harsh on your insides and scratches your poor clit until it’s all swollen and throbbing for him – making you sob as his feral smile teases your chubby mound with a bite – only satisfied when you cum in his mouth.

But while the hyena enjoys play-fighting with you, the rest are more prone to fight each other…

fem reader

Thinking about a human collector who decides he wants a new pet to add to his collection...

The air of the animal shelter is polluted by whimpers, howls, and growling as he parades past all sorts of rareties locked up in their cages – all for him to pick and choose from. 

The warden is telling him about the new swan hybrid they wrangled a week ago, wings like an angel with the grace of royalty, a true prize jewel of any collection. 

He thinks it sounds promising before strolling past you.

Placed in one of the smaller cages on the floor, seemingly tucked away so as not to catch anyone’s attention. 

You’re a sorry sight to behold – all starved and shaking – the collar around your throat too heavy for you to lift your head, having to look up at him through your lashes as he crouches down in front of you.

Your eyes are wide like two moons as he sticks a finger in through the bars.

It’s thick like a carrot, and for a moment, you seem like you’re about to scurry away into the very back of your cage – but instead, you inch closer, sniffing at the digit before suddenly snapping at him.

He backs away with a hiss, drawing the warden's attention – who rushes back and knocks his cain against the cage with a growl in his throat, “Stupid critter.” 

You’ve narrowed your eyes, nose wrinkled in anger – something akin to a snarl forming your lips. It’s a funny expression to see on such a normally docile breed.

“I’m really sorry, sir. Bunnies aren't usually aggressive, but we’ve had issues disciplining this one for weeks.” The warden rushes out the apologetic excuse, expecting to be sued.

But the collector only chuckles – a deep sound that makes your soft fur stiffen. “That’s fine.” 

He pulls a handkerchief from his back pocket, all movements calm and collected as he wipes the spill of blood trickling from the small bite mark you’d left on his finger.

“It’s only a nibble, after all.” 

You spit the bitter taste left in your tongue out on his shoes with another sneer.

If it angers him, it still doesn’t show through the lofty smile he wears. His leer is just as poised and heavy as he looks down at you.

“Does she talk?”

The warden had turned to lead him towards the more desirable and tamed section but halted at the question.

He had a puzzled look on his face before he answered, almost in a question himself, “We don’t know.”

The collector scoffed out another small laugh, then pulled out his phone. “How much?”

The warden seemed appalled then. “Sir, we have exotic pets more up to your standard in the back. Are you sure-”

“I want this one.”

The warden looked snuffed at his firm tone. But straightened himself out after a moment. All business as usual. “We can’t guarantee she’ll behave. It could be dangerous-”

But he’s cut off yet again, this time with another rumbling chuckle.

“That won’t be an issue.”

And those dark eyes with that deeply dominating look within them were the last thing you remember seeing before becoming a sleepy heap on the floor of your cage – drooling with a blank stare as you’re carried to the trunk and driven off with.

The tranquilizer makes you fall asleep, waking to heat swallowing you as you’re lowered into a bathtub.

“Let’s get you groomed first.” The same man murmurs in a coo. Petting your head with a heavy hand when seeing your weary eyes try blinking off the sleep – but still left too drowsy to thrash.

Instead, you can just moan as he washes you with a tender smile on his face – his big hands coarse against your creamy skin, rubbing your plush limbs with soap and oil.

“My pets have been an awful handful lately…”

He’s talking about something, but you only catch bits and pieces of the words being said. Something about ruts and scratched furniture – someone’s been pissing in the sofa, and all the pillows are ruined.

He messages the lops of your ears, then rinses them gently.

“But it’s my fault. I’ve been neglectful.”

He cups your tits next, lathering them with the warm milky water, circling your nipples with the gritty pads of his thumbs until they perk.  

Then he delves under the water to find your puffy cunt, letting the hot water rush the sensitivity, making it swell with heat as he splits the lips and pets your clit. 

You buck your hips, and he awes with a light chuckle, crooning down at you. “It's okay, little bunny.”

His carrot-sized finger teases your hole before sinking inside you, filling you in slow and tentative pumps. Sitting next to the tub, just as composed as before, while your cunt squeezes his knuckles.

He hums, watching your body fight the tranquilizer as you seize up and ripple with release.

He retracts his hand, patting them both on the fluffy towel placed next to him. A content smile on his face. “You’re gonna do perfect.”

After he’s finished drying you, he fixes a collar around your throat and carries you out to the others.

“Gather ‘round, pets.” He announces, placing you down on the soft carpeted floors beneath.

Your limbs are still heavy, too weak to stand just yet. But that all changes with the adrenaline kick.

“Come say hi to your new rut-puppet.”

The stench in the air coats your skin with sweat.

“She’s a fragile thing, though, so make sure to play nice.”

Your big eyes skitter around. 

On your left, there’s a wolf, fox, and hyena who all lick their teeth at the sight of you.

Next to them lies a bear that wakens from his slumber. He licks his snout with a huff.

Drool drips from the hang in their lips as they start panting. 

And they aren't the only ones.

On your right, there’s a panther and leopard whose eyes all blackout into nothing but a deep pool of darkness.

Their tails slowly meander behind them as they arise from their beds to stalk you.

You whimper, backing up until your back hits the legs of your new owner.

You lift your head to look up at him, only to see him smiling down at you.

“Don’t be shy now. The smell of fear only makes them wilder.”