You guys can call me Haven, I've been getting a load of asks that I can't keep up with so I'm making this intro post!

When submitting a story idea please adhere to my kink/limits list, try to avoid nudity and over sexual images, as Tumblr doesn't like that... I'll try to keep up with these...

Kinks - Bimbofication, expansion, futa, worship (body parts include), mother play, sister play, pregnancy, size queens, feminization, hyper sizes, furry, femdom, matriarchal themes, pet play, and if there's more I remember I'll add here.

Limits - Patriarchal themes, age play, slob, gas, blood, gore, death, and if there's more I remember I'll add here.

I do have an A03 - https://archiveofourown.org/users/SuccubusHaven

Also a bunch of stories to complete.

To Catch a Pokemon!

Bridget is a Girl!

PPup!

A lacey thong secured you between her butt, not that it was needed, her ass was the snuggest place, so tight there was no chance of slipping out. 

Suddenly it became more cramp, so tight that you could barely hump her hole. 

“Mmh… Uncomfortable, dear?” She chuckled, “Let me help…” 

It was as if you were being bashed by a tide, each cheek rippled as she pinned you against the airplane’s seat. Your arms gripped onto her waist, your hands hardly reaching her sides for a grip. 

To her it was a minimal movement but to you, you were holding on by a hair. You had to press your face against her lower back as this all consuming ass bashed you left and right. Your rod pulsated, throbbed, begged to release its shot. 

“My little dildo gonna fire?” Her voice purred, “Fire away…”

And you did, you fired deep inside for the eighth time today and you knew what happens when you came in her. 

Ass meat bubbled up, stretching her brown leggings more, the thong unbuckled snapping as she stretched higher, her shoulders that once sat below the chair now matched its height. Her tight top became more like a crop top, revealing her lightly chubbed belly. The arm rests groaned against the flood of ass, as if they were a dam holding back an ocean. 

“I summon Dark Magician Girl!” 

A flash of light blinded everyone at the tournament as the card was played.  

Eyes glued upon her chest that stretched her illfitting dress, the dress's straps dug into her twin mountains, suffocating them, squishing them, forcing them to bulge tight against her body, a body that only seemed slimmer due to the sheer size of head rivaling boobage. 

“Masta’! My good boy needs to nut all over these fat milkers!” Her high pitched voice sang. 

And just as she appeared… I realised it was my modded card…

‘Dark Magician Girl shall force the player to cum the same amount as their win streak through paizuri.  Each time the player cums, their cock will grow by 1mm. If Dark Magician Girl’s breasts cannot engulf the player's cock, they will grow till they can.’

Voices began erupting, as the busty blonde pinned me with no effort.

“Dude this card is messed up!” 

“Have you read this card!?”

“Anyone selling a Dark Magician Girl?”

One nerd tried to join in, however a magical forcefield repelled him and his stench. 

“Here we go master!” I couldn’t look, my eyes glued shut, everyone watched me and my perverted fetish for the world to see! All I could do is lay underneath these ‘mommy milkers’ and cum, cum and cum till it’s over. 

A little hole was cut under her bust, just below the amulet that sat between her tankers, obviously created for ease of access. 

Soft flesh consumed my cock, trapping it in place, kissing every inch. I couldn’t hold it in, every fibre in me told me to release and I did, I came with a million eyes watching.  

“That’s number one! Only four hundred and ninety nine to go!” 

My winstreak… 

At one hundred cumshots, my cock stretched a further four inches, still trapped between her mammaries, only able to lay here and jizz between her boobs where my jizz served as lube. Her dress had been consumed by breast fat, becoming more like a bra. 

“Three hundred! That’s an added eleven inches, Masta'!” She cheered, her oversized tits didn’t bounce against my waist anymore, they slammed, they slammed fast and powerful. Heaving them up my fifteen inch shaft to drop them, releasing them tumbling down against me and the floor. The makeshift bra had exploded around cum shot two hundred and something.

“Last one mister!” She couldn’t lift them anymore, they spanned across my body like a warm blanket, I had to pull my head back for breath, even though they had grown so big they were so… so… perky! I had simply forgotten about the spectators, I humped away from number three hundred and fifty… ish… Actually enjoying myself, still wanting her bigger, needing a bigger win streak. 

I could feel the last load building from my melon sized nuts that parted my legs, past my shaft that has become thicker than arms all the way to my pulsating angry red tip. I tried to hold on as she pushed and pulled with her legs, the palms of her hands shaking the body dominating boulders, there was no chance but to… “CUMMING!” 

“Well what do we have here…”

For someone so big, she moved silently

Nonchalant, she rested against the door frame. She didn’t move or say anything, her being screamed dominance. I couldn’t help but to gulp.

In a playful tone “Well..?”she questioned. 

However, I was at a loss for words. How could I speak, how could I utter a word, how could I… Grow erect…

“Oh my, what’s got you so riled up?” 

Boobs bigger than my head, hips wider than my shoulders, an eight foot woman looming over me, maybe!? How could I not get hard! That’s what I wanted to scream but my voice was nulled.

Dripping water echo’d in the showers, a seductive grin plastered her face. I heard of women forcing men to do sinful acts in secluded areas, like the one I’m in… 

“You’re burning red!” Her voice hummed. 

I stepped back as this beast contemplated me. And I slipped, falling on my butt, naked, erect and scared. I looked up, she didn’t move an inch, she merely enjoyed my intimidated self. 

“Aww, did someone fall? Don’t worry…” 

She shifted, I winced. *Clap…* My eyes glued onto those globes, something overcame me, as if I was in a trance, my nuts clenched hard, my cock pulsed. 

I can’t cum! I… I haven’t even touched myself!

Yet the burning sensation that I knew all too well in my solitude hit.

I can stop if she doesn’t… *Clap*

C-can’t you help me!.. h-huh? What d-do you mean it’s not big enough?

“Mhpff, I’ll show you big. Crawl!”

At her simple command, I shrank to my knees.

Pat… pat… pat.

She tapped her lap with an expectant glare, stretching out a finger to beckon me closer. Putting one hand in front of the other, I shuffled closer and closer until her finger tilted my head up.

“Good… Sister.”

Crouching down with grace, a collar and leash dangled in her other hand. Although she looked stern, her eyes couldn’t hide excitement. 

Click!

My sister’s eyes burned, my neck bound by leather, the collar bit at my throat. To avoid her breaking, she stood twirling away from me. The leash cruelly coiled around her wrist, she yanked, sending me sprawling behind her.

“I’ll show you a big, fat ass!” she dictated. 

Inch by inch, she wrapped the collar around her wrist, pulling me closer and closer. I was face to ass, panting as I fought for breath. “and, I’ll make your ass even bigger than mine…” 

A kinky and perverted girl with burgeoning starter boobs a pretty big(not big enough) butt, the poor thing surrounded by medical textbooks, going to labs, doing presentations. Everything a high IQ academic should. Wasting all of those perverted thoughts and so much potential sex appeal on being... Productive 🤢

Would you kindly let m her let loose?

~Uh, I wasn't sure about keeping the cock, so the trans fem in this story has a cock. Also, I know it's not fleshed out but I enjoyed writing this!~

For the hundredth time you sat in the library, but this time was different. 

As you stared bleakly as the book, the words slowly became a puzzle, you tried to focus but your head began to hurt. Redoubling your efforts, eyes squinted as all your attention went onto the book, sexual images appeared.

Startled, you flung the book away as if it was a cursed object, although scared your body reacted in the opposite. Between your thick thighs your little girl cock pulsed to life, the little thing that you refused to touch since your transition became… irresistible. Without a thought you shifted down your charcoal pleated skirt, then your thong, fingers wrapped around your peg, so happy to be touched it dribbled with translucent goop, but something was missing. 

That’s right! Porn! Porn that you could goon to!

With no hesitation you grabbed your phone, playedporn out loud, and jerked till completion. The once sacred palace of study was desecrated by your act, you should’ve been embarrassed, but you wanted to share your experience and body. 

-

You totally forgot about your presentation, how could you remember after your little escapade. You barged into the office room, a group of nerds sighed in relief, they should have been way more anxious. 

Drool seeped from your lips, button after button popped from your blouse as your already weighted boobs expanded bigger, more rounded. “Well boys…” You slurred as your mouth felt clogged by your lips, as they looked to be bee stung.

I was completely distracted walking into the kitchen lost in my phone, and that’s how I clashed with my mothers ass. 

She leaned over the marble work top, her black dress only enhanced her rear, a rear that was almost triple my width. I was stunned, still pressed against her behind, waist pressed against her tree trunk like thighs, stomach sinking into the valley of the dress.

Her face turned to me, a menacing grin, like a lioness about to feast “Happy to see me?” she spoke. Hips swung back and forth, stumbling me deeper between her canyon of an ass, “Mom…” I uttered, only to be slammed against the cold fridge. 

“Don’t you think I hear you up there?” She sparked back, and I erected. 

“Jerkin’!” She slammed into me, my rod stuck between her thighs.

“Spilling your cum all over your sheets, that I clean!” She stated. She was wrong, sort of… It wasn’t cum, it was pre. 

“Nothing to say for yourself, mister?” She growled, as I went to answer my shorts fell to the floor and her dress rolled up, I was mere prey and she was going to feast. I became meat deep in my mommy, getting bashed around by an ocean of ass, “I was edging!” I claim. “Edging!? Saving it for mommy, finally going to give me a grandchild!” It wasn’t a question, it was a demand, a demand for a child and pleasure. 

The oversized ass bashed down onto me, crushing me then pushing me up, till my toes barely scraped the floor, “How long you been saving this… Treat?” “Half a year” I shouted back, and it showed, my balls were as ripe as mangos, length sank deep inside you becoming as hard as steel. 

My mother began her onslaught, the fridge shook, rocking as she took me for her lust, the warmth of insides flooded through my body, if it wasn’t for the cool of the fridge I would’ve passed out. And then she suddenly rippled, spraying her motherly juices on the floor, heels protecting her feet, I was barely holding on but the shudders of her orgasm were creeping me to the brink. 

You did ‘volunteer’ you thought as shorts that were once loose clutched against your ass.

Your ass that was once flat, now it was what others described as a ‘bubble butt’... As you tugged up your shorts, it wobbled, your ass that cushioned the most uncomfortable chairs just wouldn’t stop wobbling, even the slightest step caused it to uncontrollably jiggle, but it wasn’t the only thing that jiggled. 

Your lips would jiggle, bimbos are recognised for silicone stuffed lips after all you just didn’t expect them to feel so… Fat on your face but, god they felt so right bouncing on shaft after shaft. 

Your hands rolled across your twin peaks, lacking compared to your soccer ball sized ass, you wanted bigger but they were slightly bigger than mangos and could fit a cock or two. The feel of them being so hard and round caused your newly formed cunny to leak in your shorts… 

You did volunteer for this… 

“What’s the matter lil’ bro? Can’t stop pumping, huh?”

‘Pat, Pat, Pat…’ Her hands thudded against the underside of her clothed tits, they bounced as she kept slapping, hips jumped back and fore as she teased. “Ehehe, lets take a closer look” She spoke through a heavy moan, black fabric brushed against the underside of your shaft, your fingers fluttering across her top as you pumped. 

She juggled those over ripe tits around the tip, “Don’t let go…” Sister muttered, as the cotton top tangled with your tip, pre stained the top. 

“Pump!” She commanded, now she pulled on her piercings, stretched her udders out, a light painful grunt escaped her lips, and you exploded, leaving a stretched mess along her collar up her neck. 

“Another…” 

You looked up at her, led on your back, stroking at her command. Warmth overcame you as you felt pleasure build, your grip tightened as she jiggled her bubbly ass, her cheeks were so fat that they overflowed her yoga pants and as they slipped down, cupping her buttocks with the band, her whole butt on display, you just couldn’t hold it in. Your tip fired another thick rope, the fourth shot of the morning and definitely not your last. 

“Again for your big sis’s booty!”

She pushed back, fingers trailed through your hair, your head sank between those cushions, that forced an even harder erection, not that you could grow soft to your sisters oversized gym defined arse. 

I couldn’t remember being this… Busty…

My arms pushed inwards, for a better look. Boob meat bubbled up closer to my face, God they’re so giant and something deep down in me wanted them bigger! The more I pushed the more I could feel the zipper on my top struggling against the pressure of my overflowing bust, it was as if I was edging… Bringing myself to the brink of cu… Mfm! And just like that my breasts slumped forward as the zip gave way, it snapped me back to reality. 

They couldn’t be this big… I-I’m a man, a male! At least I was. 

And then my horny-ness took over, staring at two fun bags that sprung up overnight, I couldn’t help but sink my hands into them. My body squirmed, it warmed to the sensation of my own hands mauling these… Boy tits, only the sensation kept building the rougher I grew, until my legs numbed, I groaned, cumming as wetness drooled through my top. 

You couldn’t believe your mom. To think she would be sitting on your bed dressed so skimpy without bouncing her giant udders! And as if she heard you, your mother hefted up her jugs, each bigger than your skull, then hefted them down slamming those mountains against her tight straining latex dress. 

Your eyes glued to your own mother’s mammaries, they captivated your entire focus, you could feel yourself rise in your underwear, stretching the fabric, almost poking from the top. Every fiber of you wanted more ‘Bounce more, faster, heavier’ your brain demanded, and she did. Her milkers slammed down, you throbbed, they recoiled up just to slam downwards, the sound of latex stretching echoed as she rapidly bounced. 

Straining was an understatement, both you and mommy were in the same boat, the more she bounced the deeper the latex dug, and the harder you grew. Your underwear shifted down, the tip wedged between your waist and the cloth, then a snap blared, the latex had finally snapped. 

A wave of boobs spilled across your mothers body, they jumped up and down and as they fell so did your underwear. Stammering forwards, feet tangled you fell, erection first between your mommy's milkers. Now she was milking you, softness shrouded your shaft, and it felt right but you needed to gain your balance. 

Your hand wrapped around the leash attached to black collar and yanked as you thought about all those anime girls with the dumb faces, your mom pulled her eyes back, crossing them as if she was demented then her tongue lapped out stretching beyond her chin, you wanted more but just couldn’t handle it…