#implied breeding

it rises up, still slowly fucking my throat and teasing my clit, showing how many tentacles there were. one of the big ones, way bigger than any of my toys, moves forward and prods the hole of my cunt. i try begging it not to, that would never fit inside me! the monster ignores my pleas, and with a loud pop the tendril invades my pussy, making a lovely indent in my stomach. I moan out, cumming immediately as it drags against my walls. The one in my throat matches a brutal pace with the one fucking my cunt, leaving me moaning and slightly trying to escape still.

Two more, smaller, wrap around my nipples and almost suckle them, one doing the same to my clit. it overwhelms me again and i cum, right as the one in my pussy forces itself into my cervix and releases, the throat vine soon following. i cum over and over as the warm, thick, and goopy liquid flood my body, the tentacles slowly pulling out with a few more thrusts. my tummy is so swollen with the hot cum, and i drop my head back, very fucked-out as the creature slides out of my room.

We are so far behind on decorating we've only got enough time to put the tree up. You've been working more now since I went on paternity leave and I can't tell you just how much I appreciate you. My body is cumbersome now, a gravid orb jutting from my middle to show just how good you bred me nine months ago. I can't do nearly as much as I did so I am constantly frustrated that all the burden has been put on your shoulders.

"You just keep this little one cooking alright? Let me take care of you." you reassure me several times a day. You kiss my cheeks and repeat yourself when I find myself shouting at something on the ground because I couldn't reach it. You scoop it up, patting my belly with a loving smile before going back to work on getting the tree up. I love you so very much.

The last ornament is placed on the tree ( all thanks to you, I got too tired to stand for long ) and we just need to plug the lights in. You get everything set up before helping me from the couch, bringing me over to the outlet so we can plug it in together. Beautiful colors light up the little corner and you woop in excitement. The baby jostled at the noise, making me wince at the tight discomfort of their little body attacking my insides. I lean into you while dragging your hand to my distorted middle for help calming down your child. As instantly as the fetus began they stopped, loving the touch from their other parent as much as I did. We stand there in awe at our lives of soon-to-be parents in the warm lights of the tree.

"Let's go get you and the baby fed before Santa comes to visit." you whisper in my ear. Kneeling down to kiss my belly you whisper something to the baby—whatever it was you said it made them go wild again and my belly tensed in retaliation of our unborn's movements. You chuckle, kissing the baby and me again then walk off to the kitchen. I rub around my heavy bump silently begging them to stay in until after the holiday. My body had begun aching early this morning then well into the afternoon I had to put a heating pad on my lower back to soothe the intense aches. I didn't tell you how low my belly set on me or that I had been feeling little false labor ains throughout the day. I didn't want to worry you like the last false alarm this past week. When it really was labor, I would tell you.

What I wouldn't give to have you coo in my ear as I am strapped into my harness, legs spread and naked. Gently attaching pumps to my chest as you tell me what a good fuck hole I am going to be.

My eyes crawl up to you from gazing at the clean concrete floor, my head already restrained.

Your dripping manhood near my face, the scent of arousal filling my senses as you reach over me and spread my ass apart, talking about how I don't need to worry anymore.

I hear a heavy grunt and something sticky and warm hits my entrance, sending a shock through me.

You crane down to my face, almost waving your swollen arousal in front of my wedged open mouth.

Whispering you tell me that this monster that is going to take me "usually" only fucks for 3 hours at a time, but don't worry it'll produce more than enough fluids to keep me perfectly lubed.

If I am lucky, you continue, I'll be knocked up in the first try. It can tell if it succeeds or not. Otherwise it'll get frustrated and then fuck my face, then go back to where it started. And so on.

You trace your nails along my tense spine, tightening the leather straps holding my legs akimbo.

Regardless, you add, my sex organs will slowly shift towards being more fertile, sensitive, and needy. My chest will follow suit as well.

You slowly trail one finger across your now pulsing genitals directly in front of my restrained face and let the slick bead of arousal coat your digit.

If I am very good, and make a lot of spawn, you chuckle, you might even fuck me in your monster form yourself.

You slowly shove your finger down my throat, alerting me to the fact that I no longer have a gag reflex as the heavy taste of your horniness spreads across my tongue.

You taste of animal need, of damp forest, of thorn and blood, of earth and sweat, of power and sex.

I try to moan but only a dull noise emanates.

You smile hungrily and walk away.

Then the beast lays it's hands on my shoulders and thrusts.

Does that sound good?

Crossover Original Stud

What happens when Yang and Ruby return home, only to have Emillie answering the door wearing only Tai's shirt, getting smug that she did in fact fuck their dad?

Yang: *Red Eyes* ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!?!

Lili: *Smug* I have made love to my future husband and father of your younger sibling~

Ruby: *Took out Crescent Rose* Must…Kill…Filth!

Lili: *Disappointed* I am greatly disappointed in you. You trying to harm your new mother and your baby siblings after just meeting them. What would your father would say about this?