#monster fic

You see a fairy prince rubbing his bulge as you walk by, some werewolves eyeing your hips with each step, and you swear those “fake” vampire teeth just got longer as if getting ready to sink into your neck-

You’ve gotta stop having open invite parties unless you’re ready to feel tentacles and knots stretching you out.

Humans are cute, and you’re a particularly intriguing snack to monsterkind. With those plump hips and soft tummy, they’re about ready to tackle you and get to making babies.

A few drinks in and your giggling as a bottle spins. You end up in a closet with something you can’t quite comprehend and leave with your panties soaked with viscous black fluid and mind numb.

Some pretty vampire boys take turns kissing you, their cold fingers traveling down your body. It’s only later that you realize they’ve begun drinking from your neck, you’re too buzzed to even notice the pain.

Your pussy gets played with by an incubus who doesn’t even try to hide his flicking tail. Not like you’d notice anyways, you’re too focused on the feeling of his tongue swirling your clit.

Several cocks enter you that night, some slimy and long, others short at first before growing longer and thicker once they cum. By the end of your night they’ve all left some sort of claim on you, and you’ll be visited by different monster suitors until you pick which one to mate with.

You’ve got the sight after all, even if you’re not aware of it yet, and monsters prefer a human that came see them when they’re plowing into them.

At first they try always tried to make it seem like it was no big deal. Told him they could take it. Only to jump to them squirming and whimpering before he’s even bottomed out with one.

If that was the only problem he might be able to handle it. He didn’t need total satisfaction, he could make it work. But when his past relationships also saw how much pre and cum he released they were hesitant to have penetrative sex all together! And if they did risk it they made sure he quadruple-wrapped up and he had to pull out before he was about to cum anyway.

The preventative measures cut off all sensation for him and made him lose all connection he got with his partner from the act. That feeling of closeness had been erased till things just eventually didn’t work out.

It’s left the poor beast with the biggest dry spell known to man. That is until he meets you.

When you first see his cocks you light up. He tries not to get excited but there was no fear in your eyes. Maybe you had more experience with monster cock than he thought and he was all the more grateful for it. Your own ease helped his own, allowing him to relax.

And when you two first started, moving together and grinding as his cocks split open your already dripping swollen folds. Each rock of his hips sending his throbbing tip to smear against your puffy clit. Endless droplets of oozing milky precum dribble from his leaking tip and coat your slit in his eager essence.

When he sees the shock on your face he prepares for the work. Ready for you to tell him to wrap up first or to stop altogether. But it’s him who’s surprised as your expression fades into awe, sweet pretty moans slipping past your lips and making leak even harder.

He doesn’t even try to hold back how eager he is for you, his growls echoing against the walls of his den and his throat glowing with a low blissed out ember. Picking up pace his cocks start to push at your entrance. As you gasp sharply he starts to rear back, about to ask if you’re alright, when you suddenly hook your legs around his waist and push not only one but both of his cocks inside you.

Dragon bf throws his head back with a furious roar, sparks crackling through the air and increasing the tension of the room. You’re so wet and so so tight, he can’t believe how well you’re taking him in. But given how much your sopping pussy is squelching as it sucks in his lengths gives him no room for argument.

Every inch deeper inside your slick silken walls massage every vein along his shafts, delivering a deeper sense of pleasure than he ever knew possible. He lets you set the pace, taking him as hard and fast as you like, using him to give yourself pleasure.

And use him you do. Your hips buck wildly, swallowing up his cocks like you’re starving for it. He meets your every thrust, pounding into the narrow channel of your cunt that shifts with every hard pulse as it molds itself to his shapes. Hugging him so perfectly he could cum already.

But he holds on as best he can when parts of his cock have never felt the sweet warmth of a hole as perfect as yours. More and more precum gushes into your pussy, sloshing around inside you and he merely drives it in deeper, using it to mark your walls as his. Swiveling his hips to hit those spots inside you that have you seeing stars.

He’s filling you so good and you’re suffocating his cocks like the good girl you are, clamping down and holding onto him for dear life every time he hits somewhere reallyyy good. The way he fucks you it’s like he’s memorizing your body, watching closely for every little reaction you give him so he can best please you. Moving his body, his cocks, and his fingers as they rub against your clit to have you singing for him.

And when you cum your vision flashes, the corners darkening before a loud crack rings out and a second later a pleasurable pain blooms on your cheek. Blinking your eyes open you realize he’s lightly slapped your cheek as he grips your jaw and mushes your cheeks together.

Telling you firmly to look at him as he cums inside you and breeds your fat cunt. Letting you know that you’re his now, there’s no leaving or getting away. And that he’s gonna make sure you have to stay.

That’s when you feel a bigger presence begin to push at your entrance and a second later he’s slamming his thick knot inside you’re already overstuffed cunt, stretching you further than you thought was physically possible. It’s as though your body just automatically listens to him as it opens up for him like it was made to. Then he’s coming, rope after rope of scorching hot cum.

You’re not exactly sure how long it takes before he finishes coming but in the meantime he made you cum two more times while he worked you both through the waves of euphoria you couldn’t deny. If anything his words only served to turn you on further.

It’s not a surprise that after all that he ended up succeeding in everything he had said to you. Sure, most people, and even you he images, think him insane for getting you pregnant when you two barely even knew each other.

⤿ read pt ii here ᛌ read pt iii here

⤿ synopsis. best friends puppy and bunny have been getting very close since mating. the scournful looks bring your deeper doubts and insecurities to light. puppy does not appreciate you backing out now.

the two of you are the biggest scandal around. many, if not most of the male hybrids on campus think it'd be fruitless to court you, and the females to court him, since the two of you seem to be a mated pair.

you have the scent of puppy all over your skin, while he has faint bunny teeth marks dotting his collarbones and throat, dangerously close to his mating gland. you have matching ones on the soft parts of your body; your hips, thighs... breasts... ass. in a platonic way of course.

Oct. 9th Perverted Tentacle Roommate

It’s been obsessed with you since you moved it. Obviously your room was off limits but that never fully stopped it. If your door is left open at night, it slides a tentacle to you and rubs you in your sleep.

Whenever you’re in the kitchen it will find an excuse to touch you. Your arms, your chest, your legs, and if it’s bold it’ll graze your ass. If you’re on the couch it’ll get a grip around your ankle. A few times it’s left some sucker shape marks.

Tonight, it’s like a flip switched. You were in the shower and left the door open a crack. Normally it’ll resist and leave you be. Tonight it snuck it. It slowly pulled back the shower curtain and started to touch you.

Somewhat innocently at first. It slid a tentacle up your bare wet leg. Making its way farther and farther up. Right when it touches your exposed pussy, it waits. You don’t freak out on it. You match your roommates energy and let it continue to perv out on you.

Slowly it slides your folds open and you plant your hands on the shower tile to not lose balance. Its suckers stick to your slick wet skin. It begins to make its way to your hole. Teasing it, taking its sweet time after all of the build up.

Before you can protest it slides its thick tentacle deep inside of your pussy. Pumping in and out roughly. It uses two other tentacles to keep you upright and watching. The only goal is to get you to climax.

For a while, you weren’t sure why you had been left behind.

You watched as your neighbors were picked off one by one, their wooden or metal barriers torn away like paper before they were dragged from their houses kicking and screaming. They often didn’t make it much further than the driveway before the feeding began, and eventually you couldn’t bear to look anymore.

But even as you ventured out to scavenge for food or met face to face with one of the beasts, you still came home alive and untouched.

“It’s because you’re ugly.”

You froze as an older man hobbled down the street towards you, but relaxed when you remembered it was the middle of the day. Vampires didn’t come out when the sun was up, maybe the legends were true.

When your body relaxed a bit, his words finally hit you. “W-what? Ugly?”

The man looked her up and down, leaning against his walking cane. “I heard ‘em talking about it, in them raspy voices the other nice. They done killed a whole family, bless their souls…”

He murmured the last part, clutching a silver cross hung around his throat. “The bastards can’t eat someone that wasn’t seen as beautiful by another person. Vampires themselves are gorgeous creatures so we cant really compete with them in terms of attractiveness. That’s why they gotta rely on human’s vision of beauty.”

The old man continued down the street, his eyes watching the sun as it began to set. “The last person that thought I was worth a damn thing was my late wife… but she’s been gone for nearly thirty years now.”

You stayed quiet, still trying to comprehend the reason you had been left behind and allowed to live. It wasn’t a kindness or from being special…

You just weren’t pretty.

The truth made something ugly well up in your chest, tears prickling in your eyes as you carried the supplies you acquired home.

“I guess I should be grateful…” you said to yourself, placing the canned goods in your pantry. “I get to live… in a quiet world with no friends or family. Everyone is gone and I’m alone…”

But that wasn’t much different from your life before.

You were distant from your few remaining family members and had just moved to the area, meaning you didn’t have any friends. The people you did know were pretty rude and inconsiderate, knocking over your garbage when they passed your driveway and leaving dog shit on your line.

“Maybe they deserved it…”

You instantly stilled the moment those words left your mouth. You hated getting like this, viewing others as worthy of harm just because they hadn’t been nice to you or you had some damn complex.

“That’s so ugly… that’s why no one thinks I’m beautiful…”

You spent the next few months in relative peace, even if you were going a bit insane from the lack of human contact. Sometimes you’d spot the old man and dashed over to talk to him, but he’d hardly give you the time of day.

“Go away, I ain’t getting close to no one and causing their death. You go on home and try to follow my example.”

He was right. Being around other humans during such a crisis could mean falling in love with the most unlikely people. Maybe if you saved someone or helped them in a dire situation their heart would beat a bit faster. Someone in love wouldn’t care about how you look, they’d find you beautiful because they adored you.

And that, was dangerous.

So you took his advice and stayed away from fellow humans. Though you tried to help when you could, giving food to wandering strangers or telling them the closest town after this, you never got too close and remained distant.

But as humans practically went extinct within a year’s time, the vampires were running out of beautiful people to feed on.

For nearly 11 months you lived on in your small home, stockpiled with food and gasoline for your generator. There was little competition in your small town for supplies since most people had been picked off by now, so you practically lived like a queen.

It was a quiet night of watching another dvd you found in town when you heard it.

Knock knock.

You paused the movie, your heart hammering in your chest. That sound was very familiar, you heard it countless nights when you still had neighbors being dragged out into the moonless nights by beasts you could hardly see.

It always started with a slow knocking, like the vampires enjoyed filling you with anticipation and fear. They knew you KNEW that this was going to be the end of your life… and they were thriving off of it.

“You should make it easier for us both and come out now, it’ll be less violent and painful for you…”

You felt yourself stand, your legs trembling as you approached the door. You didn’t want to go out like your neighbors, dragged through glass windows, bare skin scraping against the pavement while you were torn apart.

Your hand wrapped around the door knock and turned it slowly, the door creaking open to reveal a man behind it.

When the old man told you they were beautiful, you pictured a stereotypical gorgeous person… but a mortal couldn’t truly comprehend a vampire’s appearance until meeting one. While you had seen their beast form several times before, this was your first encounter with… this.

He stood before you, fangs glinting in the moonlight as his blonde hair cascaded down his shoulders, fluttering softly in the faint wind. Red eyes bore into yours, meeting your terrified gaze with intense delight that you could hardly understand.

“Ahh, we’ve been watching over you for a while, human. It was cute, seeing you eat your fatty snacks and stare at your TV screen, thinking you were safe.”

He leaned against the wall, smirking down at you as his cloak shifted. A pair of dark red bat wings twitched beneath it, revealing his true nature.

You knew he was a vampire already, he looked ethereally beautiful and stank of blood, but those wings drove it home. He was not a human, and he was there for you.

“W-what… do you want..?”

Even he was surprised that you were able to speak, his eyebrows lifting delicately before he chuckled.

“I guess you would be confused, wouldn’t you? Usually we drag you creatures out into the night and feast on your blood and flesh with no issue.”

You chanced a swallow, your throat feeling dry and your body stiff. He paused, letting his words sink in and fill you with even more anticipation.

“As you can probably tell,” he said after a moment, stepping past you and into your home. “There aren’t many humans left that we can eat.”

The vampire stood in the middle of your modest living room, glancing around with a frown. “Do you humans just enjoy living in such filth?” he asked as he stepped over a bag of half eaten chips.

You felt strangely humiliated by his question, your cheeks flushing, but you quickly regained your thoughts. Why should you care that this monster found your house a bit dirty? You were surviving an apocalypse!

“I can’t even believe I have to say this.”

He was almost whining as he flipped his hair, glaring down at you like you were more of an annoying insect than a human being.

“You’ve been selected for the human breeding program.”

You blinked, and he continued speaking before you could even process his words.

“I’ll be watching over you to make sure you eat well and are taken care of while my colleagues find a suitable breeding partner for you. The area will be clear of most vampires besides me so your human body won’t be so stressed and your eggs won’t shrivel up or whatever…”

Was he… reading a script? You stood behind him in stunned silence, your mouth agape.

“If you can produce enough human children you’ll be allowed to live as breeding stock for the rest of your mortal life. Once you can no longer breed, you may be turned into a vampire and allowed to join our ranks,” he said in a flat tone, waving his hand around at the end as if becoming a vampire would be appealing to you.

“No thanks.”

“You’ll be given good quality food and allowed to socia-“ he stopped reading, your words finally sinking in. “… excuse me?”

“I said no thanks. I don’t want to be your breeding stock or live on in a world where I have to sacrifice my children to get up in the world.”

He stared at you for a good moment, then spoke in a bored, exhausted tone. “What makes you think you have a choice? Those who don’t participate will be eaten or forced to.”

“Sure, try forcing me. That’ll just stress the women out and they’ll miscarry.”

It was a half-truth, but from what he said about your “eggs shriveling up”, the vampires didn’t seem to know much about human anatomy.

He stiffened, squinting down at you before he moved so quickly you nearly fell over. Faster than you could think, he had you pinned against the wall.

“You’d do well to listen, human woman. You have a year to think about your decision before they gather you all for the breeding program. Before then, you better come to terms with your fate and learn to listen to us.”

He took hold of your face, tilting it up so you’d meet with his scarlet eyes. “Because I’m starving, and would love to have fresh human flesh to sink my fangs into.”

He let you go, his claws leaving indents in your chubby cheeks. “I’ll be back tomorrow night with my things… make sure to clear out a room for me. I expect the high thread count sheets from that store down the street and those feather stuffed pillows.”

With a huff, he turned and walked out of your door, leaving you to stare at the empty space in front of you, still too terrified to move.

Would he have really killed you right then and there if he could?

It was then you realized it. They didn’t know that you were aware of what(or really, who) they could and couldn’t eat.

You were not seen as beautiful, therefore he could not eat you, and could not afford to lose you because you were needed for the breeding program.

Perhaps you could find some way to escape…

While you thought over your next move from your home, the vampire stared down at his hand.

The soft squish or your cheeks and the warmth they brought sunk into his cool skin. He kept thinking about how soft your flesh was, how he almost smirked when you defied the council’s wishes.

“Hey, Valentine.”

The sound of wings flapping behind him caught his attention. Valentine knew that voice, and he almost rolled his eyes before he turned.

“What is it now, Cupid?”

The pink haired boy grinned, showing off his newly formed fangs. He was a young vampire, and had just discovered the joys of hair dye and what the humans called “punk music”.

“I heard what that human said. You’re supposed to be guarding it, right?”

Valentine looked the youngster up and down, his eyebrow lifting just a hair. “What of it? Shouldn’t you be home by now? Your parents are probably tearing through the neighborhood looking for you.”

Howls could be heard from the distance, causing Cupid to jump. “Well, I just wanted to give you an offer.”

He stretched out his wings, then smiled as he glanced at your home. “If she doesn’t agree to the breeding program… why don’t we just eat her?”

Valentine stiffened, something about his words making the elder vampire snarl. Cupid quickly explained himself. “I mean, if she can’t breeding stock, I’m sure we could find some shmuck that’ll find her beautiful if we mess with his head enough. Then we-“

Cupid yelped when Valentine took hold of once of his wings, not enough to tear the delicate skin, but hard enough to quiet the young vamp’s babbling.

“As if I’d share a meal with the likes of you. Don’t dare to presume you can eat at the prince’s table.”

The second Valentine let go, Cupid took off into the air. “Y-yeah, Ex-Prince Valentine, you don’t scare me!”

Valentine sneered, his scarlet eyes rolling before he could stop himself. Feeling too lazy to peruse the tiny runt, he turned and began walking back to the palace.

Even if he was an Ex-Prince, having him work such a low level job was humiliating for a vampire of his status that had lived a life of luxury.

But… at least you might be interesting enough to keep him from dying of boredom.

He looked down at his open palm one more time, clenching his fist as if trying to keep the strange warmth he felt from seeping away… but vampires are creatures that feed off of human blood to live, and their cold flesh can never retain warmth again. In exchange for immortal life, the comfort of warmth alluded them.

But… for just a moment while he held your face, he felt it. With an evil smirk, he wondered if he scared you again, could he feel that same heat beneath his fingers return?

Now, he was looking forward to tomorrow night.

he’s groping your ass at the cul-de-sac cookouts. he's burying his nose in your neck because you smell one hundred times better than the food your neighbor keeps forcing onto his plate. he’s hogging the fruit platter you brought for everyone else, feeding you pieces with his hands, then making you lick the juice from his fingers afterward.

you make up for forcing him to spend time with the neighbors he doesn't even like by letting him take you however he pleases.

tonight's choice is against the dresser to the left of the bed you two share.

It’s his cock.

“Ah right there!!! Ohh mffgghhh just like that” you moan as you ride your dear knight, your engagement party progressing down in the ballroom.

“Goodness your highness…. be quiet or someone-“

“Don’t speak. Just fuck me” you moan “I’m so close….I need this” you move up and down, your hole stretching to its absolute limit as you take his massive cock, lost in the sensation of every throbbing vein brushing against your gummy walls.

“Goodness I would’ve gone crazy if it wasn’t for your cock” you moan and he grunts, half in embarrassment and half in arousal. He knows it’s wrong and he would be executed on the spot for sullying you, but just like you, he’s addicted to your body too; the reason why he can never deny whenever you pull him aside and pounce on him.

He grips your hips harder, fingers digging into your flesh as he struggles to maintain control. "By the gods, you're so tight..." he groans. Feels like you were made for my cock, he thinks, his eyes rolling back in bliss.

Your desperate moans are lost in his eager mouth as you clench tight around him, close to the brink.

"I can't...can't hold back anymore..." he groans.

"Then don't. Fill me with your seed...please..."

That does it; with a guttural roar, he slams deep inside you, his thick seed erupting in hot spurts as he fills you to the brim. Your own climax crashes over you, waves of ecstasy washing through your body as you milk his cock for every last drop. The sound of the melodious orchestra rings from the ballroom, loud now in the heavy silence of the aftermath of your illicit coupling as you both catch your breath.

None of you say anything as he holds you against his body, hands running down your back, cock still speared in you and bodies still tangled together.

The party rages on, unaware of the lovely Crown Prince's future spouse leaking orcish cum. Unaware that your pleasure and intimate loyalty already belongs to a monster. A beast deemed too lowly for you.

You see an ad that pays really nicely to help with a farms breeding program. No skills were nesscary, you just had to turn up, lend a hand and you'd be be paid for each load that takes.

Easy money you think. Help a couple of horses or sheep copulate with some other horses and sheep and you would be paid enough to pay rent for the next year.

So imagine your surprise when you arrive at the farm only to be told to strip down and cleaned throughly, which you assumed maybe they just really needed santized hands working in the enviroment.

You only knew something was wrong when you were asked to take a pill and you did so without question, only to start feeling a little dizzy. Your pussy starting to feel a little hot as you could feel yourself starting to drip.

You were heaved on to some kind of mount, your arms and legs spread and tied, for your 'safety.'

It was only when the large bull like minotaur with large horns and the biggest cock you've ever seen, already slightly erect and twitching was brought out, that you realized YOU were the breeding program.

The pill they gave you was a relaxant of some kind, that made you all nice and slick to take this beasts length. Your pussy already twitching in excitment as you watched his large cock swing as he walked towards you.

You felt his hands on your ass, squeezing you before he leaned over, his back pressing to yours, weighing you down slightly before he slowly starts to push his cock into your tight hole.

You let out a moan and squeeze around him, causing him to huff and nuzzle the back of your neck.

"That's it, good girl..." Oh hearing that makes your walls practically flutter around his dick as he starts to thrust in and out slowly at first.

His pace eventually quickens though, slamming into you hard enough you could feel the mount moving under you, creaking under the pressure as he ruthlessly used you like his fleshlight.

And then you'd feel your womb get full as his hot load spills out inside of you.

He stays in you for a while, making sure his load is nice and snug in you before he pulls out, your pussy twitching as you feel his load leak out and down your legs.

Your mind was hazed, you were groaning and felt amazing. And you couldn't wait to get paid.

You asked to get untied and the minotaur looks confused for a moment before shaking his head.

"Oh didn't they tell you? They gotta make sure you're defiently going to have a calf."

As he says that you see the door swing open, another minotaur standing at the door, his dick already fully erect and twitching with eagerness. He had been riled up from hearing your moans and he needed you now.

Just behind him you could see a line of them, all waiting there turn with your pussy as they fondled themselves.