#huge insertion

Send Actually Too Tight for my muse's dick to be so big, they get stuck in your muse's human holes when they fuck them and can't pull out with ease.

A woman whose breasts grow and suddenly, her wardrobe updates to accommodate her newly swollen breasts. In fact, she can never remember a time when her torso wasn't completely covered by massive wobbling tits.

Another woman's ass swells up and the doorframes in her home suddenly widen, the woman still muttering about how the contractor overcharged her, putting off calling them again because her hips are starting to get stuck again.

A man's cock lengthens and thickens and now the drains in his house have been upgraded to handle the industrial flow of his unceasing cumloads, a tank in his backyard specifically designed to handle the torrent of cum that he pumps out multiple times a day.

A woman's milk comes in and now she has a very lucrative contract supplying half of the country with her milk, her house suddenly transformed into a massive warehouse that she lives at one end of and her udders take up the entire rest of it.

A woman's pussy starts to grow and now she has memories of when she outgrew her room, her apartment, her building, her neighborhood, her city, her pussy dwarfing the nearby mountain range and filling the valley with her femcum.

Oh fuck that's.... fuck that is hella hot. Sweet Troll Jegus.

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Some more reality rewrite ideas:

Someone fat donut engorges and constantly gapes between their quaking cheeks - or it would if it weren't currently stuffed with an obscenely large silicone insertion. Their memories and entire history shift because they've been training their hungry ass to fit larger and larger insertions all their life. They're slowly sliding down a missile silo erected for the sole purpose of housing a toy purpose built for them - and others like them. Reality has shifted to not just accomodate their need to stuff their hole... but to normalize it. It's always been completely normal okay for people to want to stuff themselves with larger and larger toys.

someone leaks so much pre that their natural lubricant is harvested to be sold in bottles as personal use lubricant across the world. The constant river flows into a massive overflow tank which has, itself, been overflowing for several decades now - as a new tank had to be erected around the facility, as a whole, to even hope to contain and process all of their juices. They're constantly edged, and never allowed to orgasm - not that they even want to.

and how can I forget a more recent favorite of mine:

Is this your way of getting me to rewrite that scrapped draft I showed you? Either way, I'm not really gonna focus too much on the vore of this, directly.

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This has grown completely out of control. You have grown completely out of control.

This started with the intense need to stuff yourself with larger and larger insertions. Finding as many silicone toys as you could and stuffing them in you. Searching high and low for the biggest ones you could acquire. You ran out of even novelty items, eventually.

Until you found that website. That cursed blessed website. Endless... something. You can't really remember. You can barely even think right now.

This is probably your longest single lapse into coherent lucidity in... well you have no way of knowing.

What matters is you clicked into that website. You bought the biggest thing they had on first page you saw. You didn't even look at what the actual size it was. You went to loads of websites like this, just grabbing whatever the biggest thing they had was.

For that website in particular, though... you really did just stay to the first page. There were too many categories to bother to navigate through when you were trying a shotgun approach to ordering from different brands.

That package arrived before any other. Not that any other package ever did arrive, at all, after that.

It arrived the next morning. You woke up on top of it.

Gaping cunt stretched over cold silicone, slowly sliding down an ever widening mass. Stuffing yourself in your sleep. You don't know how you ended up on top of it, all you had was your phone and a business card in hand.

You should have been terrified. But the moment your brain was able to realize the sensations around you, you were overwhelmed with ecstasy. A mind shattering ecstasy you're currently struggling to keep at bay right this moment.

You kept falling down the length of this toy for hours. For days probably. has any part of your form felt pain. Your gut isn't even distended at all. They toy hasn't gone "deep inside you" in a way you might assume.

It never went inside you at all.

You grew around it.

Your cunt did.

Nerve packed flesh swells and grows even now.

Once your massive fleshy maw spread down the length of the toy, it kept going. Down the hill your home once sat upon.

Your pussy juices letting down as a biblical flood that probably destroyed and swept away most anything before your velvet curtains even finished consuming the toy.

Anything that wasn't swept away is almost certainly inside you...or under you, now.

Under for now.

You don't think there will be an "under" for much longer. You're still growing. still covering more and more of the land. You've felt cold water on your left and right for a long while now, and even colder water to that which must, presumably, be the arctic, for even longer.

the location that is currently "under" you will become nothing more than a tiny marble "inside" you.

Again, you should be horrified as to what you've done but... you can't be. You just... you can't stop cumming your fucking brains out.

Not only are you not horrified you want more.

The only thing that does come close to terrifying you is that when the earth is consumed by your sensitive folds... you'll have nothing left to stuff yourself with.

You started this livestream as a bit. A joke, even.

It wasn't supposed to go on this long. To get this far.

You weren't even watching porn when you started. You don't even remember when you took your clothes off. By all rights you should have been banned by now.

But the stream is still going.

Every time you try to stop the stream or even just turn off the porn, chat sends a donation which ramps up the intensity on your vibrators, completely scrambling your brain.

More links from chat.

You've got to end the stream here. You've got t-

Another donation - OPEN THE LINKS

When your senses return to you, you've opened up more videos. Plural. Filling your multi-monitor streamer set up are nearly a dozen ongoing videos, with several more left running in the background. Older videos getting burried every time you open a new one from chat.

The combined audio of every video further eroding your mind through your headphones.

You've been sitting still too long.

You should

You

You should touch yourself

At this point chat is basically training you, live. An audience of millions of viewers all invested in turning you into an obedient gooner.

More links from chat

You need to open them

You do so. Staring. Drooling. Idly touching yourself.

Every video seems more depraved than the last. Some of them are straight up hypnotic, instructing you on exactly how a good girl should behave.

But you're already a good girl.

Chat didn't even need to tell you to pull that novelty dragon dildo off your shelf - the one you bought as a joke with no intention of ever even trying out.

They're all praising you now. Sending you more and more vids for you to goon to.

You're such a good gooner girl for chat.

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You're so glad you started this livestream. It's been a few days now. Chat mailed you some new toys. More cameras to put throughout your home. Some new silicone mounts for you to sit on while you squirt for more donations.

The donations~

They aren't deterants for bad behavior any more.

They're rewards

They're your little treat for doing gooner girl good deed. Like just a moment ago when you took one of your new toys from your pussy and shoved it into your butthole right next to the other - leaving your hungry cunt empty and yawning while you spread your lips for one of the cameras.

You won't be able to use that toy for your pussy again, but that's okay. A new one just arrived at the door anyway. Not from chat, you bought this one yourself. What's the point of all these donations other than to invest funds into being an even better gooner girl.

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It's been over a month, now.

You're still not banned.

Why would you be?

Everyone loves you.

You're such a good girl.