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Day 2: Aphrodisiacs

TJD x Fem!Reader

SMUT

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You genuinely had no clue what had happened. One second you and your four partners were celebrating your massive win for the Judgement day, next you were begging and dripping for them.

“We thought it would be fun to put a special something into your drink love,” Finn said smugly. The others smiled around you. You whined into the side of Rheas thigh. She put her hand out and stoked your long locks.

Now that you were looking back on it, that’s why the whole car ride home was torture. You had no clue why you were so worked up. Your vision was blurred and you couldn’t think straight. You didn’t want to bother your partners after the long day they’ve all had. Apparently that wasn’t the case at all.

“You ok down there chica?” Dom asked teasingly. You couldn’t respond, all that would come out was a guttural moan. You were on the verge of tears at this point. The embarrassment and hormones were getting to you.

“Aw, I think she might cry,” said Finn, pointing out your struggles. It was all his fault really, he’s the one who thought of this horrendous, humiliating idea.

“Cmon, on the bed, now.” Demanded Rhea. She was always the strictest. The others just loved to tease and manipulate you. Like you couldn’t think for yourself. Except, when they did shit like this you really couldn’t. But that’s a different story.

The sight before them was truly mesmerizing. Their beautiful girl spread on Dom and Finn’s cocks. Dom was underneath, balls deep in her cunt. While Finn was thrusting in and out of her ass. You were practically a drooling, babbling mess between them. Completely brainless. Further proving their point of you never being able to leave them.

You couldn’t control the noise coming out of your mouth, no, you gave that up a while ago. “Is someone getting tired,” Rhea said condescendingly, in a mocking tone. All you could do was nod your head yes. That wasn’t good enough, you knew that.

Finn hit a particularly hard thrust into you, making your chest burn a little. “We want words baby,” Damian said from across the room, stroking his dick to the pornagraphic scene infront of him. “Yes!” You desperately shouted.

Your body was exhausted, you’d already come four times! Lord knows how many times Dom and Finn had came. Of course you felt every one though. Infact, the bed, Dom and Finn’s legs, and basically your whole body were ruined with their loads.

You were nearing your fifth and hopefully final orgasm. Dom’s needy moans where enough to get you off on its own. Not to mention the double penetration.

The aphrodisiacs had worn off a long time ago. But apparently, these two had enough stamina to go for days. They had forgotten that you couldn’t though.

Finally, after hours of cumming from everyone, they were finally done. At Rheas command of course.

“I think she’s had enough boys,” she said with a wicked grin. It was only after your sixth and their fourth orgasms that she said stop. It was better than nothing you guess.

When Finn and Dom pulled out at the same time it felt raw. You whined at the emptiness. Not like you wanted more or anything. You had your fill.

Your body was so tired, you’d already immediately collapsed on top of Dom. Quite literally falling asleep. You didn’t care about cleaning up, you physically couldn’t. You left it up to them anyways. They put you in this situation so they can deal with the fallout.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Reader x Liv Morgan, slight Older Brother!JD McDonagh x Reader

𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅: Finn Bálor, Dom Mysterio, Naomi

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: Angst

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓: One-Shot

CM Punk x Little!Reader

WORD COUNT: 1.3k

DESC: After a stressful day y/n reveals to Phil that they're a little

Gender Neutral Reader [They/Them]

WARNINGS: SFW Age Regression//Not Proof Read//Implied Anxiety//Overstimulation//Alcohol Mentions//Mentions Of Drunk People//Mentions Of Stress//Crying//Characters Probably Acting Out Of Character//Generic Pet Names

A/N >> This is my first time writing for a little reader so apologies if it's not great, I've been thinking about writing for other wrestlers with a little reader [as well as more Punk!] So hopefully this isn't that awful no one wants to read any other stuff from me lmao

TAGS: @seasonal-depression-of-punk

Enjoy!

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The entirety of the wrestling roster were more than familiar with and accepting of age regression due to how open The Judgement Day were about Dominick's age regression; however this didn't stop y/n from keeping their regression a secret from everybody. They had gone as far as trying to avoid The Judgement Day while they were caring for a small Dominick as y/n found themself slipping into a regressed state whenever they were around other regressed people and their caregivers. This is why when y/n felt themself slowly slip into a regressed state they wanted nothing more than to go home for the evening so they could do so without any fear of being seen.

After a successful episode of Monday Night Raw a handful of wrestlers decided to go out for a drink to celebrate, y/n couldn't think of a worse situation for themself right now; they were exhausted, they were anxious and going to loud, packed bar wasn't going to help them at all.

'Hey y/n a few of us are going out to celebrate, do you want to come with us?' Phil's voice echoing through y/n's dressing room, pulling them from their thoughts. Y/n forced a smile to paint their features, Phil always made sure to involve y/n in everyone's plans as he knew they tended to go unnoticed due to their quiet, self-reserved nature. 'I think I'll give this one a miss Phil, I'm not really feeling up to it' y/n softly replied to which Phil jokingly rolled his eyes; 'come on y/n' he began, 'It'll help to take your mind off of things and plus, it won't be the same without you' he softly pleaded. Despite the anxiety slowly filling y/n as well as the difficulty to not fall into a regressed state slowly becoming greater y/n couldn't bring themself to disappoint Phil so, after letting out a subtle sigh, y/n replied; 'alright Phil, I'll come out, just for a while though ok?' Phil's eyes practically lit up, completely unable to hide his excitement; 'awesome!' he exclaimed, 'we'll see you there.'

Once y/n arrived at the bar their eyes tiredly scanned the building until their eyes landed on Phil, Drew, Becky and Seth who simultaneously waved to y/n, signalling for them to come over to the area of bar which they were sat at; 'Y/N!' Drew shouted, his voice laced with intoxication 'you made it', wrapped in Seth's arms, Becky reiterated what Drew was trying to relay; 'we're really glad you're here y/n.' Before y/n could reply, Phil playfully patted the empty seat next to him signalling for them to take a seat next to him, to which they agreed, instantly feeling at ease from Phil's presence alone.

Around half an hour had passed and it was becoming increasingly more difficult for y/n to stay focused on their surroundings despite the grounding feeling they got from Phil's presence; they couldn't take it anymore, it was so loud, every decibel of sound infiltrating y/n's body, attacking their senses. As their head began to pound, y/n silently and abruptly shot up from their seat and rushed outside to their car, haphazardly pulling the door open, crawling onto the back seat and locking the door. Y/n wanted nothing more than to go home, they wanted nothing more than to have all of their comfort items so they could comfortably regress but instead they were stuck in the back of their car, completely overwhelmed. As their stress and desire to go home grew y/n found themself unable to stop themself from finally slipping into little space, inadvertently meaning that they were officially stuck in their car as operating a car whilst not only overwhelmed but also in a regressed state was definitely not a good idea.

Y/n did the only thing they could in their situation; they curled up on the backseat of their car and allowed tears to cloud their vision. Suddenly y/n was pulled back into reality by a gentle yet prominent knock on the car window, as their eyes shot up they met with the concerned and unwavering eyes of Phil who motioned for y/n to roll the car window down so he could speak to them. Y/n was reluctant to roll the window down, secretly hoping if they didn’t do so then it’d mean Phil never caught them in the state they were in, however they couldn’t bring themself to ignore Phil, he had a look of concern in his eyes which was impossible to ignore. Once the window was rolled down Phil leaned into the car so that he could speak to y/n without raising his voice, sure that speaking loudly right now would distress y/n. Softly he requested; ‘can I come in sweetheart?’ Sweetheart? Phil had never uttered such a name to y/n, surely he was just trying to provide comfort and right now comfort was all a little y/n needed right now.

With a subtle nod y/n unlocked the car door allowing Phil to climb in, once he was seated, y/n couldn’t contain themself, they instinctively crawled over to Phil, laying their head on his lap. As y/n lay down Phil took his calloused hand and began gently running it through y/n’s hair before softly speaking; ‘can you tell me what’s gotten you so upset sweetheart?’ Mumbling into his lap, hiccuping from the tears still pouring from their eyes y/n replied; ‘want home.’ Phil lightly chucked, ‘well there’s a very simple solution, you can go home, there’s no need to cry is there?’ He said in a tone which he intended to be playful but came across as mean-spirited, causing y/n to cry further. Realising his tone, Phil spoke once more; ‘shh y/n I’m sorry, why aren’t you going home hmm? Is everything ok?’

Y/n froze for a moment, slowly realising that the secret they were so desperate to keep from everyone was moments from coming out. Phil, growing anxious himself from y/n’s change in demeanour, gently rubbed circles into y/n’s shoulder with his thumb, silently encouraging y/n to speak. Further burying their face into Phil’s lap in order to muffle their words, y/n muttered out ‘I'm like Dom’ secretly hoping that Phil wouldn't hear them. 'I can't hear you sweetheart' Phil spoke out to which y/n repeated themself at the same register. Warmly smiling down at the person on his lap, unable to find their shy nature anything short of amusing, Phil took his large hands and placed them on y/n's shoulders, pulling them into an upright position. 'I can't understand you when you're hiding that face of yours y/n' he lightly chuckled, 'can you repeat yourself one more time?' After a moment of thought filled silence y/n let out an anxious sigh and repeated themself for a final time; 'I'm like Dom' they said lowering their head.

Phil admittedly wasn't the smartest man but once y/n uttered those words he instantly understood what was going on; 'and do you have somebody to look after you like Dom does?' Phil asked anxiously, the thought of y/n not having a caregiver to keep an eye on them while regressed worried Phil more than he'd ever like to admit. Y/n quickly shook their head, they had been without a caregiver for as long as they can remember, pulling them into a sympathetic embrace Phil planted a soft kiss on the top of their head before suggesting something tempting to y/n. 'How about we get you home hmm? What kind of a guy would I be if I didn't make sure you were all looked after?' Y/n giggled softly and nodded at the prospect of having a caregiver, and Phil of all people? They couldn't help but feel excitement well in their chest.

With that, Phil climbed into the front of the car, sure to keep a hand spare to drape around to the back of the car for y/n to hold onto for comfort. Once they had arrived home y/n retrieved all of their comfort items before joining Phil on the sofa. Tomorrow they would discuss Phil becoming a more permanent member of y/n's life, possibly becoming their caregiver but right now all y/n needed was to feel safe so they could finally sleep and out the stress of the day behind them.

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