scrugmazoid

Imagine a threesome with a succubus and incubus who fucking hate each other and are now competing on who can get you off the fastest.

Succubus plays with your tits, rubbing her clit against your sensitive bud while her tongue swirls around your mouth. Her pussy is slick and warm, and you're already cumming within seconds.

The incubus stretches you with his fingers, his tongue circling your clit as he makes you count how many orgasms he gives you with his mouth alone.

You can't keep your eyes off of his cock as he fucks his fist, precum dripping from the tip.

Now that's you're all wet and ready, they want to take turns with fucking your fat cunt!

First, the succubus walks over, her strap lightly bouncing with each step, she holds you down in missionary, biting your neck as her strap fucks into your tight hole.

As you have sex, the strap fuses to her body and becomes flesh and blood, pulsing inside of you. She whimpers and tugs on your nipple with her teeth, begging to cum inside and breed you.

The incubus is next, huffing as he wipes away the succubus’s cum from your thighs, his cock is huge, nearly twice the size of the succubus, and he’s proud of it.

You’re pulled onto his lap, forced to take his cock deeper than you thought possible. Your belly bulges with his cock, and you struggle to breathe properly.

He fills you with so much cum, cooing over how cute you’ll look with swollen tits, heavy with milk to feed his young.

You cum several times round his length, ending the night so fucked out you can’t even think.

As the two tally up the amount of orgasms they each gave you, they’re both delighted to learn it was a tie.

“Guess we’ll have to try again~”

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You wake up to another cacophony of squelches ans moans coming from your wife's side of the bed. Turning around causes your knees to get covered in her warm wet juices... she still GoonScrolling; for the past few days she hasn't done anything but scroll through the reel that has been sent to your groupchat, while her other hand is sensually rubbing her labia. Due to the constant attention her nether regions have steadily been swelling bigger and bigger. You ask her if she needs any breakfast while you go to get your own, but get no response. When you return she is still looking at her phonescreen as the entire bed is now soaked in her juices. Shouldn't her phone have run out of charge by now? The groupchat hasn't said a word either since the reel had been sent. You give in and finally open it yourself. Looking at the beautiful display of debauchery, you barely notice you other hand reaching into your underwear. You take off your clothes as the first video shows a girl getting an entire arm shoved up her ass. You go and sit next to your wife when the fifth video shows some girl scarfing down incredibly thick pre from a through. You cum as the the ninth video shows a helicopter shot of a waterfall of cum spewing forth from every third floor window of an apartment complex. You barely notice as your wife rests her head on your shoulder, the first affection towards you in days. You rest your head on hers in return and keep scrolling.

Touching. Scrolling. Touching. Scrolling.

You and your wife are caught in an endless loop. A shared hobby, now. One that you both enjoy sharing with each other, even if its just masturbating next to each other while your juices mix into a slurry.

She's been at this for days and days, but every video you watch is the same as the one she's currently on. The videos don't seem to ever end... but you also can't scroll to a beginning, either.

You don't want to anyway. Scrolling up...the videos are so boring? No that's not the word... repulsive.

Everyone is so small.

Everything is so small.

Your wife sighs in her fifth orgasm this video. It's only been thirty seconds.

You join her, unconsciously. Your bodies synched now, only twelve videos in. The heave of your nuts as they clench forces a backsplash of cum, pre, and femcum to wash over the both of you.

You were both fully coated in your shared juices by the third video, anyway. You stopped caring by the fifth.

The video shows a somewhat zoomed in video of someone burying their face into a cleavage that stretches on far beyond the camera's view. Sucking, slurping, swallowing. Cum. So much cum. It doesn't stop. Not even for a second. You catch a glimpse at her "meal" as it surges in size, just a tiny bit. A cockhead that, as it grows, continues to do so seemingly endlessly. The woman's face presses deeper into her the urethra as cum splashes past her, eventually filling her cleavage and ending the video.

nine orgasms in that forty five second clip.

Fifteen videos in you and your wife started cumming and never stopped. And you kept scrolling, both of you.

Your wife spent days in bed, scrolling. You've caught up to her in depravity, but not in watch time - which you never will. You don't think either of you will ever stop watching. These videos won't ever end. And you'll never stop touching yourselves.

I'm gonna just hijack this one and write it about myself. It's gonna be a self-indulgent exploration on a euphoric fantasy of my own. Some of the things I say about the reader are thoughts I have about myself. So to any other trans girls who read this...I hope you don't vibe with this bit of smut and feel seen in a way that hurts.

Mom said it's my turn on the gender

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I better see some Chahut on my fucking dash.

You genuinely can't tear your eyes from your phone.

Why would you? Everything you've ever needed is right here.

Porn.

There's so much of it. You'll never run out. It's endless. But you absolutely feel like you must watch ALL of it.

Your porn and your cock are all that matters. And really you porn matters way more than your cock.

Porn is just that wonderful. That worthy of worship.

And your cock is just a tool for that worship. The rest of you, the vessel.

Stare. Drool. Scroll. touch. watch. moan. goon. cum.

You don't even jerk your cock anymore. You don't need to. You've been able to cum without it for days. Weeks probably.

If you paid any amount of attention at all to what's going on outside of your phone screen you'd even be conscious of the fact that you're cumming right now and haven't stopped for months.

But that information wouldn't even matter to you. It doesn't matter if you've been cumming for months or even years. What matters is porn. Watching it. Never blinking. Never sleeping.

Letting it completely delete everything in your brain and replace it with imagery of massive, wobbly porno tits and twerking mounds of fat larger than buildings.

Yes. Larger than buildings.

You never saw such sights in real life. Only in porn. And those bodies... they've changed you. You can't go back to real life.

So you've kept watching. Staring. oggling. worshipping.

And the more porn you watch the bigger the bodies get.

Right now you're staring at a live stream showing an absolutely apocalyptic cock just spewing cum. You've been watching this stream for days now. Weeks maybe? You feel like something shortly after you started cumming without having to touch yourself.

Watching cum pour out of that cock, without so much as a twitch or jerk.... just flowing out. It's so beautiful.

Even while you scroll through the rest of your feed, you keep that video in a popout player at the corner of your screen. You want to see where this goes, because it looks like its been getting bigger.

As you watch a video of someone massaging their breasts with a special cream to stimulate growth - massaging what they can reach in the endless sea of flesh - you swear the cock in the corner of your phone's screen visibly surged in size as its urethra widened to let out yet more cum.

would she ever stop cumming and growing? even after flooding her apartment and impregnating herself with her insanely thick cum, would she even notice? would the feeling of cum rushing over her cock be enough to bring her even further?

no matter what happens, the fertility rate in her zip code is about to skyrocket exponentially.

You couldn't stop yourself when your cock was only three feet long and your balls were no bigger than basketballs.

Now your fat, overloaded nuts pin you to the ground, your room is fully flooded in cum, as is probably the rest of your home, and your cock barely fits in the room itself.

After one fucking orgasm.

And you're not only still hard, but feel like you're pent up to the point that your sanity borders on shattering?

No. No you will not stop cumming. You've already started on that second orgasm.

No force in the universe could have prevented it. Whether you touched yourself or thought of your cock or not... that orgasm was going to happen. You could have been rendered fully unconscious after the first orgasm and cum would have erupted from your cock only thirty seconds later.

You aren't in control of your body anymore. Your nuts are. They dictate whether or not you're going to cum. Or more relevantly, they will dictate if you ever fucking stop - which you won't.

Never.

That second orgasm lasted thirty hours. Over two days, nonstop. By the end of it your testicles had grown beyond this room. Beyond your street, or even your city.

You'd have no way of knowing, and you'd be unable to process the information if it were fed to you... but you're covering half a continent right now. Your several mile long cock resting firmly in the cleft of nuts that have dwarfed even its titanic size.

Three seconds. Three seconds of relative silence. Three seconds of reprieve from a mind blowing orgasm. Three seconds where the only sound and feeling is your nuts continuing to grow and rumble with production.

Before they clenched with demand.

...

It's been over a month now, since the last one started. You think you stopped cumming for maybe half a second a few days ago, but you really can't tell.

Saw the previous post and yess your majesty! One shall provide (Oh what I’d give to spend even just one single day just Gooning endlessly and dropping loads of cum over me and everything around. Would be even better with a partner 🙏)

My current thoughts were about women (worldwide) all turning to futa and having to now deal with the new reality that comes with it. Imagine ovulating but also having a cock? That constant edging and feeling of fullness of your (now massive) balls but also the desire to be filled. I’d be a constant cycle of filling other futa and being filled yourself! Breeding and getting bred~

Men would still be a choice of course but with all the worldwide population of women turning into basically independent from the need of men to reproduce they’d be delegated more to a secondary role. Would you pick a man over a futa? Well that depends on you, but I feel like most futa would go for other futa (but the thought of futa x twink men goes wild too).

Oh and let’s not forget the perks of being able to impregnate and get pregnant as well! The sense of fullness of a futa once she’s bred and the weight it puts over her massive cock and balls. Having massive tits that sag over your pregnant belly with multiples and that is pushing and stimulating over your overly sensitive (thanks to pregnancy) cock. Also the idea that maybe women that didn’t become futa could consume the milk of a pregnant futa to become one comes to mind.

Overall I just really really want to be a massive futa with a cock I can milk with my own tits and a massive pregnant belly sagging over my balls and cock. The need to be filled even after you’ve already been impregnated (ugh) and even then constantly having the stimulating pressure over your cock leaving you in a hyper stimulated and edging feeling! You could say those rooms would be sticky and completely covered in thick ropes of cum from the overstimulated futa.

Also the idea that other futa (let’s say a couple) can impregnate eachother and constantly stimulate eachother whilst pregnant. Frotting and covering eachother with their cum until all there is left is their own massive body and their fluids… damn

Anyway, just thoughts. Hope you enjoyed

The only downside to being immensely gravid with an cum-stuffed, gestating womb is not being able to reach your own cock past your hyper-preg belly, let alone massage it with your overfull, milk-leaking teats.

The upside: You can at least still rock back and forth, pressing your cock into your massive, churning cum factories. The cleavage of your car sized nutsack stimulating your perpetual orgasm. The weight of your belly pushing your fat, overstimulated meat pole against your rumbling nuts - which in turn act like two massive vibrating eggs that you can never turn off.

So much seed floods out of you that if everyone around you wasn't already just as bloated with growing progeny as you are, they'd be rapidly and repeatedly impregnated by proximity to your cum fountain.

And if your holes aren't being stuffed by some other woman's virile fuck-stick, they're going to be occupied by anything and everything you can stuff yourself with, ranging from hands, to silicone, to the faces of pathetic men who exist to pleasure you while you ride on top of them until they pass the fuck out.

You wouldn't dare let their impotent genetic material anywhere near your sacred womb.

Growing feels so good it makes you cum without even needing to touch yourself.... but its the orgasm, itself that triggers growth in the first place.

So you grow more. And cum more. And grow more.

The more you grow the larger your cum shots get. Oceans of seed from your continent sized nuts that churn and grow.

I was worried that I was jerking off too much, so I tried to go without for a while, á la No Nut November, just to remind myself that I could.

Well, I'm about three weeks into it and my balls have gotten truly enormous. Each one probably weighs more than the entire rest of my body. I can't even lift them; I have to drag them across the floor of my apartment.

The real trouble though is how full they feel. They're big and they're productive. It actually got so bad last night that I broke my streak and jerked off. I came buckets, gallons, bathtub-fulls of the stuff, but it barely put a dent in what I have sloshing and churning inside my balls. I'm a little worried that I've passed the point of no return, where no matter how much I try to drain myself, I'll only ever get more full...

It may have seemed like a good idea, attempting to empty yourself, but it didn't really do anything to drain you... even if it did make even a small impact on your backed up cum-baloons.... it wouldn't have reduced their production.

Your testes aren't just big because they're full of cum. All that size... it's not storage.

That's your nuts. Your massive overstimulated cum factories. Churning up more and more seed in a few minutes than that singular orgasm emptied out.

You're already back to full.

What's worse? Normally when you nut, you do drain yourself dry, completely. And that's the signal for your balls to get to work. To make more cum.

You were jerking yourself off CONSTANTLY before all this. Your nuts were working at peak efficiency with what they had to constantly produce more and more seed for you to pointless waste on goonslop vids and streams.

That is their purpose.

Three weeks. You let your nuts have a break for three weeks. Churning and churning. Once they, very quickly, probably in only an hour at most, got you to a state of being pent up, they started growing. They need to make seed for you. You have shown your nuts with years of gooning that your purpose is to cum. And their purpose is to make that goonjuice.

After three weeks of rest, you've cum again. And your nuts don't understand things like "oh god you're too big" - no, they think "cum spent; make more".

So they're making more. They never stopped making more for you before all this growth and they definitely won't now. But now you're full again, overfull, in fact. They're growing right now.

You've cum four times in the past thirty minutes and they just won't stop growing.

You should really stop worrying about it so much, though. You did this to yourself. There's no point in regretting it. You turned your body into an efficient gooning machine.

Don't panic about it. Don't regret it. The only thing you can do right now is exactly what your nuts need you to do.

Keep gooning.

Keep masturbating.

Keep cumming.

ᴼʳ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗʰʳᵉᵉ ʷᵉᵉᵏˢ ᵉᵈᵍᶦⁿᵍ ʷʰᶦˡᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ⁿᵘᵗˢ ᵇˡᵒᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘⁿ ᵀʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵖʳᵒᵇᵃᵇˡʸ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰʳᵉᵉ ʰᵒᵘʳˢ ⁻ ᵐᶦⁿᵘᵗᵉˢ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ

You'll never keep up with your nuts - they don't need you to. They need to grow and make cum for you. And you just need to exist to be a mindless, horny gooner that will never be able to satisfy their lust or empty their nuts.

All the attention I've given my pussy is starting to impact that, too. My lips are swollen and puffy and more plump than they've ever been before. My clit is almost as big as my thumb and sometimes I stroke it like a cock while I knead my fat, pornmeat udders with my other hand.

What's happening to me? Will it ever stop? And why do I like it so much??

Why wouldn't you be staring at your own hypnotically juicy wobblemeat

Hell if you could look at your own ass you'd stare at that too. ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ˢᵉᵗ ᵘᵖ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃˢ ˢᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵗᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᵃˢˢ ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ʰᵃᵛᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᵗ ᵗᶦᵗˢ

You used to spend a few hours every day gooning to porn. Now you are porn. You can't stop staring at yourself. Since you woke up you've been sitting in front of a mirror.

And since you've started massing flaxseed oil into them, your already hefty breasts have started turning into proper lap filling hyper tits.

You've turned your gaming chair away from your desk and wheeled it close a mirror you ordered from amazon. It's not even mounted to your wall, just leaning there - which is better actually, because you get a nice angle from slightly below.

Which let's you get a full view of your abused sex. Yeah you touched yourself a lot before.

Every day, several times a day, even.

But now you do it constantly. Right now even. Which feels redundant to say because you could pick any given moment from the past few weeks and your hands would be either on your tits, ass or, exploring your folds.

You ordered some cheap clear dildos from amazon. Clear because you want to be able to see the inside of your pussy in the mirror. Cheap because you fully intend to buy bigger ones anyway.

This is your third set this month, even. Your amazon order history has definitely impacted your online data immensely, because now, no matter what website you go to or what you search, your results are always skewed to be far more lewd than what a normal person would probably get ahold of.

You haven't even touched your toys yet, today. You've just been so busy staring at yourself. Worshipping your fat porn tits and juicy cunt that you haven't even bothered to do anything else.

You should ride that two and a half foot see-through cock, at some point. You'd love to massage your tiddies with flax-seed oil and watch them bounce up and down while you slide the full length of that thing with ease. It'll be your first time riding it, but you already know you'll take it with ease.