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Xenobiology
Summary: You are a xenobiologist alone on a space station, caring for and studying a small life form you found on a nearby planet. The life form is bearing eggs that need to be laid, and your body makes the perfect incubator.
Words: 2,064
Kinks: Cock sounding, oviposition, aliens, nonconsensual, tentacles, bladder bulge.
Warnings: Pain, crying.
Reader has a cock. No pronouns are used
Xenobiology is a niche field, not because no one is interested in alien biology, but because aliens are feisty, and even the smallest single-cell organism has a habit of getting itself into trouble. That is to say, you werenβt surprised when you entered the the lab to find your current project halfway out of its tank. You sighed and padded forward on bare feet. The little life form, a pinkish-red, semi-translucent mass of tentacles, had found a minuscule crack in the silicone caulking around its tank and had somehow managed to squeeze most of its tentacles through. You supposed that kind of thing was easy when you didnβt have bones or cartilage. Usually, the creature was around the size of a golf ball, and would have easily been able to free itself from confinement, but with a body full of little pea-sized eggs, it had recently become much larger β around the size of a soccer ball.
βYou canβt keep doing this, Squishy,β you reprimanded the creature. βIf you squeeze in somewhere you shouldnβt be, you could get hurt.β
Squishy had no mouth, and so could not answer you. It did, however reach its long tentacles toward you. You offered your hand, letting them wrap around your fingers and your wrist. Life in an empty fish tank could get lonely. You know how it felt, gazing out of your window at night, watching the planet below. This station was your fish tank, and the alien youβd found was your only friend.
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I did not expect my most popular Tumblr post to be a silly porn parody, but since y'all seemed to enjoy it so much, please enjoy this equally silly sequel.
Oneironaut
Contains: present tense, fairy prince x amab reader, dubious consent, dirty talk, does this count as frotting, reader gets his genitals gender-bent, p in v, creampie, NSFW & MDNI
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As oneironaut of the Department of Anomalies, it is your job to travel through other staffβs induced dreams and retrieve the specified objects from them. Sometimes theyβre seemingly ordinary daily necessities, other times they are grotesque things radiating nightmarish energies.
This time around though, it is a beautiful flower exuding an absolutely bewitching fragrance. You are irresistibly drawn towards it the moment you catch just the tiniest hint of the scent through your mask, luring you to come closer, step into the mushroom circle and pick it. And the moment you crouch down to dig the plant out, it explodes in your face.
A mess of vines and roots bursts through the earth. They submerge you like a wave and entangle your body, pulling your limbs and tearing at your protective clothing until your mask comes off, allowing you to take a deep breath.
You greedily inhale that light, intoxicating scent, feeling it merge with your bloodstream. It spreads through your body, tingles pleasantly in your brain, and makes you relax. Your body sags in the embrace of the vines and you just let yourself go with the flow.
The vines continue surging for a moment before calming down. Most of them retreat while the last few help you stand in the tender grass, facing the approaching figure.
Kitsune God that falls obsessively in love with you
He has a shrine that has long since abadoned until you a lone mortal came passing by one day. You saw the small little shrine and felt sorry for all the weeds that seemed to be creeping around the statue of a fox.
You carefully pull them away to reveal the statue underneath before giving it a gentle pat on the head and a scratch under the chin. "Now you look much better!"
You pull a few coins from your pocket and leave it at the base of the statue...
You have no idea what you've just done.
When you make it home you feel eyes on you, it makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. But you live alone... Surely it is just your imagination?
But that whole evening throughout dinner and clean up you could feel that gaze on you.
It wasn't until you undressed to take a bath that the presence finally showed itself.

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The Experiment (Combo)
When you came home and told me about the paid research trial that you wanted to participate in, I had to admit that I was skeptical at first. Something about a breeding experiment (for science!) that tested the limits of human fertility, only resulting in inert eggs rather than actual babies⦠the whole thing did seem a bit farfetched. But it looked safe, you were excited, and the money was good, so who was I to discourage you?
And thatβs how we started a couple of the weirdest, hottest months of our relationship to date.
It took about a week for the treatments to kick in and start to make your belly swell. It was subtle at first, your abdomen growing firm and starting to bulge out in the cutest way.Β I canβt tell you how often Iβd catch you sneaking glances in the mirror with your shirt tugged up, turning this way and that to see it from all angles.Β Sometimes Iβd come up behind you and wrap my arms around your middle, splaying my fingers over the bump and rubbing gently.Β Youβd blush and mumble something under your breath, a little embarrassed but in no hurry to push me away.
It didnβt take me long to find out why.
Iβd known that you had a thing for pregnancy, because you werenβt ashamed of admitting the kind of stuff you jerked off to.Β But weβd never really discussed getting you pregnant, or that the thought of growing new life in your womb really turned you on.Β Hell, maybe you hadnβt even known yourself before itβd actually happened.Β There was no way for you to deny it now, though, not when all it took was a little attention paid to your growing belly to make your dick hard and leave you dripping.
Needless to say, our sex life grew a lot more active.
It wasnβt all about sex, though.Β The research trial had to be carefully documented and your progress and symptoms regularly logged for you to receive compensation.Β We discovered quite quickly that this odd artificial pregnancy affected your body much like a regular pregnancy wouldβ fatigue, morning sickness, mood swings, weird cravings, tenderness, the whole shebang.Β You grew pretty needy, too, though I wouldnβt tell you that to your face because then youβd probably tear up and break my heart.Β Β
Strangely enough, I didnβt mind any of it.Β Itβs like my paternal instincts kicked in or something, demanding that I take care of you even if there wasnβt really a baby in your womb.Β I gladly supported you in any way I could, even on those days when your body really rebelled and you felt so shitty that you questioned whether or not you even wanted to keep going with the trial.Β As stressful as those days could be, being by your side left me feeling like a proud provider, a loving partner, and on a more primal level, a good mate.Β Β
So yeah.Β Weird but good.
Since it was an experimental pseudo-pregnancy, the whole process accelerated a lot faster than a real one would, and it only took a couple of months for your belly to reach the size of a full-term pregnancy.Β And boy did you get bigβ I donβt think that the scientists expected you to react so well to the treatments, or maybe you were just super fertile, but your womb had swollen so large that it looked like you were carrying twins.Β The huge, fecund mound of your belly jutted out prominently from your torso, so tight from the pressure within that even your navel had popped.Β Not only that, but youβd even begun to lactate, your chest growing puffy and increasingly filled with milk that tended to leak when you least expected it.Β Β
It was a real struggle for you to find clothes that covered you well without looking like a tent or constantly revealing your dripping nipples, so eventually you mostly just resigned yourself to staying home where you didnβt have to worry about such things.Β That and the fact that your massive belly drew all sorts of curious stares that left you uncomfortable.Β Β
It wouldnβt be long until the eggs βworked their way outβ anyway, though the scientists kept their description of the actual process pretty vague, probably because they werenβt sure themselves.Β I guess weβd find out when it happened.
Of course, my usual routines didnβt change, and I continued to work as I always did while you kept to your role as a test subject.Β Β
It was after a boring day on the job that I came home one night to find the house quiet, the living room where you usually waited for me empty of your increasingly sedentary presence.Β I peeked into the kitchen to find it empty too, as well as the bathroom, leaving our bedroom as the next stop.
Iβll never forget the sight that greeted me there.
You lay sprawled out on the bed without a scrap of clothing covering your gorgeous body, your face red and your bottom lip caught between your teeth as you touched yourself - one hand slathered a prescription lotion the doctors had given you over your enormous belly while the other massaged your engorged chest.Β You had a towel tucked over your protruding stomach to catch the milk that trickled down as the pressure within eased, and you were so focused on your tasks that you didnβt even notice me.
βHey,β I said, chuckling when you gasped and jerked, your pregnant curves bouncing in the most attractive way.Β Β
βHey,β you bashfully replied, your hand stilling against your swollen body.Β βI didnβt hear you come in.βΒ Β
βItβs okay; looks like youβve been busy.βΒ I gestured towards you with a gentle smile.Β βNo need to stop on my account.βΒ Β
You grunted and hesitantly returned to your rubbing while I crossed the room, stripping off my shirt and slacks and tossing them to the hamper before joining you on the bed.Β βHow are you doing, sweetheart?βΒ Scooting closer, I slicked my hand in some of the lotion before adding my own hand to your tummy.Β βYouβre looking as wonderful as always.βΒ Β
βNo, Iβm not,β you grumbled, shooting me a disbelieving glare.Β βIβm huge.β
βYou are positively massive,β I agreed with a crooked smile, my fingers splaying across the glistening surface of your gravid womb.Β βBut in the best of ways.Β I never realized that youβd be so gorgeous when you were this round.βΒ Β
Your already pink face grew darker, and you halfheartedly slapped at my hand.Β βI canβt believe I got this big.Β How can anybody find this attractive?β
βYou do,β I reminded you, my hand briefly sliding down to cup your mound before returning to more innocent caresses.Β βAll of those cloud drives full of pregnant porn are proof enough of that.Β And I do too.βΒ I leaned close, my breath warm against your ear when I whispered, βWhy else would we be fucking like bunnies almost every night?β
I felt you shudder beneath my touch at the reminder.Β β...Pregnancy hormones?βΒ Β
βIβm sure thatβs part of it, but theyβre not the only reason,β I replied.Β Youβre so warm and soft at my side, and I couldnβt keep my hands off of you any more than I could on any other day since youβd started to show.Β I rubbed gentle circles into the dome of your belly before sliding farther up to fondle your chest, spreading lotion over the tight skin while milk dribbled between my fingers.Β βI love how big youβve gotten, to be honest.Β So full and absolutely bulging thanks to your packed womb.Β I never realized how much of a turn-on seeing you crammed full of eggs could be.βΒ Β
Your only response was a faint whimper when my questing hand returned to your belly, kneading firmly against your swollen flesh.Β The scientists told us that the eggs were soft-shelled, and the eggs themselves were surrounded by a thin but flexible membrane housing fluids similar to normal amniotic fluid, so I couldnβt really feel any individual lumps beneath your skin, but it was still fun to βcheckβ.Β Β
βDonβt push too hard,β you warned, catching my hand and holding it still.Β Β
βWhy not?βΒ I asked.Β βDoes the pressure hurt?β
You avoided my gaze as you shook your head.Β βNo.Β Itβs justβ¦ itβs getting hard to keep them in, and if you push down, I mightβ¦β
Fuck.Β I felt a sudden rush of blood throb through my cock at the implication of your words.Β But I wanted to hear you say it.Β βYou might what?β
Your throat bobbed as you swallowed heavily, shame and nerves and maybe something more momentarily stealing your ability to speak.Β βIβ I might not be able to hold them in.Β They mightβ¦ they might come out.β
Thereβs no stopping the groan that passed my lips as I kissed your cheek, the thought of those eggs slipping free of your pretty cunt only making me harder.Β Leaning back so we could look each other in the eye, I settled my hand just above your navel and slowly, carefully pressed down.
I gave you time to tell me to stop, if thatβs what you really wanted.Β But you didnβt, so I didnβt.
Your lips parted in a faint moan as you clutched your thighs together, as though it would only take a little pressure to force your womb to disgorge its contents.Β Your eyes were wide and round, the colour high in your cheeks, and Iβd bet a lot of money that if I reached between your legs right now, Iβd find your pussy absolutely drenched.Β Β
βHey, relax.βΒ I rubbed another slow, firm circle into your abdomen, feeling the taut flesh give ever so slightly under my touch and knowing I very well could be coaxing some eggs free of your womb.Β βJust think of it as another part of the experiment, and letβs see what happens.βΒ Β
You swallowed again, your eyes softening with trust and heat, and slowly drew your knees apart for me.Β So beautiful.
So I pushed down again.
βOooaaahhβ¦β you moaned so loudly I was almost startled. A gush of fluid splashed out onto the mattress.Β
βYour water broke,β I remarked, βno point in keeping them in now.β
With flushed red cheeks and deep breathing from that arousing water breaking, you whimpered, βWhy did that feel so good?β The scientists did mention possible heightened sensations and extra fluids during the birth, but oh boy was this unexpected.Β
Immensely intrigued, I pushed on your gravid belly once again, a bit harder than the first.Β
βAah!β You cried, with another small gush of fluids shooting out of your opening. βI think you just pushed one through my cervix.β
I slid a hand into your wet vagina and found my way upwards. Your breathing hastened as I reached just below the top of your birth canal. There, I felt a small ball of liquid held in a thin film with tiny lines indenting its surface. It was the first of many eggs to come.Β
I retracted my hand, accidentally hitting your G-spot on the way out. You jolted with pleasure, and yet more juices dripped out of your opening.Β
βRub me off, please!β You begged, as a contraction seemed to take place, your belly tensed and squeezed in visibly.Β
In your vulnerable state, your gravid beauty was amplified a hundredfold. I waited no time to oblige, my juice-soaked fingers sensually circled your clitoris.Β
βMmmnnn, mmmmnnnβ the sounds you made were so unbearably arousing. Each contraction pushed the egg further down your birth canal.Β
As the egg neared the opening, your gaping pussy opened to a cute teardrop, and then a nice fat oval shape. Your moans grew ever louder, a sweet-sounding cry accompanied every contraction. These contractions donβt seem to be painful at all, perhaps your body knows full-strength contractions for human babies would squash the soft and delicate eggs.Β
Soon after, the egg came to a crown. After some ten minutes of pleasuring from me and the unexpected aphrodisiac effects of your birth, the sounds you made were as incomprehensible as they sounded ecstatic. With a loud scream of absolute pleasure, the egg plopped out to an armβs length followed by more fluids drizzling out. There was a small blue βcoreβ near the center of the spherical egg, surrounded by clear transparent liquid, and all wrapped around a thin membrane with tiny millimeter-sized twisting lines like the mazes on the surface of coral. The egg was about the size of a fist.Β
βItβs born,β I remarked, carefully picking up the egg and bringing it to beside your head.Β
βThe first of its siblings,β you replied before you were startled by a contraction that seized your belly. Another egg was on its way out.
A stream of liquid suddenly dripped from your chest. Milk.Β
If this were a human pregnancy, it would be vital not to waste much of this baby food, but given weβre not having human babiesβ¦
βI hope you donβt mind if I help myselfβ¦β I whispered into your ear as I caressed your breasts.Β
βAaahhβ¦mmmnnnβ You whimpered as the egg travels down your birth canal, and I fondled your breast.Β
Feeling naughty, I aimed your nipple at my open mouth and squeezed. You squealed in pleasure, as did my insides when I heard your cries as sweet as your candied milk.Β
I could hold back no more, and put my mouth on your supple breasts with its puffy nipple, and suckled.Β
βOaahh!β You yelped in pleasure, and another egg plopped out of your gaping vagina.Β
As I continued to suckle your honeyed breast milk, I played with your other breast. In your pleasured whimpers, I brought the nipple to your mouth and you suckled just as I did, perhaps even more sensually than I am with wet slurping sounds emanating from your mouth.Β
In this haze of pleasure, another egg was born without us noticing, then another!
Once your breast was sucked dry, I finally noticed the eggs between your legs and was instantly annoyed. I was supposed to see each and every birth, not have it be skimped over when we were having fun elsewhere!
As another contraction squeezed your belly, I helped out and pushed on your belly like before. The egg rushed down much quicker than the others, and in no time it was at your opening, only to meet an immovable wall of my handβ¦
"Please, I can't--"
"Aw, of course you can," I purred patronizingly, relishing in your whimpers as my hand came to rest where the egg was making your lips bulge out. "Besides, doesn't it feel good?"
Your cheeks flushed scarlet, but instead of protesting like I expected, what came out was a low, shaky moan. Slowly but surely, I carefully pushed the egg back up inside you, past my lips and threatening to pass back up into your cervix. The only thing stopping it was the rest of the clutch that was trying to descend, but either way, Iβve undone almost all of your progress.
You let out a frustrated sob, groaning softly as both of us felt another contraction coming on. This time I kept your hand over your cunt, pressing firmly as I gazed intensely at you and vice versa.
"Ah, ah, ah, not yet...just a little longer, I want to see how long you can hold out for me, then I'll let you push." I chided, running a finger through your drenched folds, ready to intercept if any of the eggs started to move again.
Not having much choice you simply nodded, bracing yourself and doing everything you could to resist pushing. I licked my lips devilishly, watching as you struggled, reducing you to a sweaty, whining mess.
"Oh, you poor thing, I've been too rough on you, haven't I?" Chuckling darkly I moved closer, draping myself possessively over you. One hand splayed over your belly, the other still stroking and teasing your pussy, and when I felt the telltale tensing of your body under my hands I leaned in close, whispering directly in your ear:
"Push."
Your eyes snapped open, and you acted quickly before I could take back what I just said. Grasping at the sheets under you, you grit your teeth and bore down as hard as you could, almost wailing from the effort. I was taken aback as your body seemed to act in overdrive in order to make up for all the progress I stole from you, and you panted harshly as you birthed several of the eggs one after the other. After which they were placed near their siblings close by.Β
Your belly was much more deflated now. Feeling around, there seemed to be only one egg left in your womb. Taking advantage of your temporary drowsiness from birthing so many eggs in quick succession, I slid my member, already hard since an hour ago, straight into your pussy. Your soaked walls allowed instant entry for my entire cock.
Your shocked face was absolutely priceless.Β
You tried to protest but when I started thrusting back and forth, you could do nothing be indulge in the immense pleasure.
βBabe, this is the last egg, you know Iβve wanted to do this,β I uttered.Β
βOh, fuck yβ,β you sneered but were briefly interrupted by a contraction.
As the contractions continued, the egg dropped further into your birth canal, and eventually met the tip of my cock.Β
I had thrust comparatively slowly in fear of hurting the egg. This already sensual kind of sex coupled with your orgasmic birth has done nothing but spur on our lust. Wanting nothing but pleasure right now, I thrust deep into you and pushed the egg back through the cervix.Β
You gasped in intense sensation as the egg returned to its womb and I started to thrust faster given the cervix was a barrier for my ramming dick.
I was getting close to releasing and so were you, both of our grunts and moans grew louder than ever before. To make this an unforgettable experience, I guided your hands to your breasts, then moved down to squeeze hard on both of your ass cheeks as you did so to your breasts. You jolted in pleasure, and I started to feel rhythmic squeezes on my dick. I removed one of my hands from your pulp ass and instead rubbed your clit with it. You screamed with an avalanche of pleasure.Β
My naughtiness seemed to catch on as you seemed to crave even more despite the intensity of the ongoing pleasure.Β
You brought one of your breasts to my mouth and commanded, βSuck it!β I gladly obliged. I sucked as best as I can, making it as close to a vacuum as I can manage just as you did yourself. Your vaginal squeezes were so frequent now, even matching my thrusting rhythm. My dick was throbbing hard, each thrust, each squeeze, and each suck bringing us closer to the climax to end all climaxes.Β
In a flash of white, both of us spewed out all of our juices along with our most primal cries of infinite pleasure. Your gaping pussy was filled to the brim with my white, hot cum, and our mouths were spewed with fresh milk. It was heavenly.Β
After a few minutes of post-orgasmic haze. A contraction squeezed on your womb. I removed my cock from your vagina and allowed you to birth your final egg unimpeded, after which, we put all of the eggs in a large pot of water and left them to grow on their own as advised by the scientists.Β
At long last, we cuddled together in intense love until we both fell asleep.Β
This, was quite the experiment.Β
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Edited combination by Anon gym, from @hush-writes-pregβs The Experiment (https://www.tumblr.com/hush-writes-preg/688061045628157952/the-experiment), part 1, and @pumpkinbirthpumpkinbirthβs ask & response (https://www.tumblr.com/pumpkinbirth/687570710712958976/imagine-youve-been-carrying-your-partners-eggs?source=share)Β
Anon gym says theyβve had this in the works for a bit, and when writing it, they werenβt aware that @hush-writes-preg has written a series on this. I think itβs an interesting continuation compared to hushβs part 2, with the partner plugging the carrier. The βPushβ part feels a bit rushed though.Β
CW: Drider Sex, Implied Somno, Implied noncon/rape, Forced Eggpreg, Unsuspecting, Aphrodisiacs, Breeding kink, Incubator Kink, Lactation
You thought you had scored big when you got to lay with a female drider. Their large breasts and dexterous bodies made for scandalous nights the stuff of legends. A check off the list for any adventurer looking to call themselves well versed in their sexual exploits.
You had smiled as the drider enraptured her body with yours, cock sure that youβd have much to brag about with your companions in the morning. That was until a sharp pain at your neck and darkness.
MUTILATE UNTIL ITβS YOURS
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this piece is so good, i love it so much. will you make another bigbro x lilsis where they're touching each other please? i'll die happy if you do. have a nice day!
You had let that βjust one time I promiseβ turn into a several βjust one last time please I promise I wonβt ask this again please please pleaseβs. Several enough that it had become kind of a routine for your big brother to jerk off to you while you watched. Yeah, sure, it was weird, but on the other hand, you hadnβt had to do almost any chores for months.
Still, even if seeing your big brother cum for you had become a near-daily occurrence, the gap between that and whatever this was should be more wide, shouldnβt it?
βThis is fucked up.β
Your big brother, sitting beside you on his bed, glances up at you, hands stilling with thumbs hooked underneath the waistband of your underwear. He chews on his lip, and takes in a deep breath before he forces himself to be a good, responsible older sibling.
βDo you want to stop?β he asks, and to his credit, he actually manages to sound like he wouldnβt be terribly disappointed if you said βyesβ. You know better though.
Still. You should say βyesβ. You want that youβd want to say βyesβ.
βItβs okay, you know. We can justβ¦ do the usual,β he says, and shrugs. But just as heβs about to let go of your hips, your hands grasp his. With trembling fingers, head swimming with shame and something else, you lift your hips and guide him to pull off your underwear until it drops at your ankles.
βOh,β he breathes out, his voice suddenly much heavier than before and his eyes glued between your legs with an odd, hungry gleam, βOkay then. Yeah. Fuckββ
βWeβre not gonna actually, likeβ¦ do it, okay?β you mutter, eyeing nervously at your big brotherβs cock. Youβve seen it enough times to know it doesnβt usually visibly throb like that, all on its own.
βYeah yeah yeah, sure, weβre justβ¦ I mean, fuck, I have such a pretty little sis,β he grabs your thighs, and even if you instinctively tense them, he opens you up easily. If he wanted to, he could just press you down, and you could do nothing.
βWow, are you wet already?β he looks up at you, brows knitted together, βHave you been wet each time and you just havenβt told me?β
βYouβre my brother!β
βYeah. Yeah, I sure am, kiddo,β he grins, all teeth and beaming pride. He leans closer, brushing the tips of your noses together like when you were kids, the innocence of the soft, familiar gesture tainted by his thumb rubbing the junction of your inner thigh and your cunt, spreading the slick that has already dripped out. You didnβt think that smile of his could get any wider, but it does when he draws out a soft whine from you. Just that is enough to make him groan deep, his cock bucking as if it had a will of its own.
βAnd I just want to take good care of my little sister,β he presses a kiss on your cheek, every word a warm breath against your skin. Your sibling spreads you, fingers feeling your wet folds with reverent gentleness.
βIβve wanted this for so long. You couldβve just asked me to help, and I would, okay?β
βAgain, youβre my brother,β your voice breaks into another whimper when his fingers find your clit. This was a mistake, because now you know youβll be thinking about your own brotherβs fingers whenever you touch yourself. Whenever anyone else touches you.
βIs that whatβs making you so wet? That big bro wants you and loves you this much?β he pants against your ear like a dog, teeth brushing against your skin, sharp and hungry.
βAm I making my cute little sis wet?β
He has his answer when his fingers start drawing tight circles on your clit, and you keen and spread your thighs for your brother.
βYeah,β you whine, and glance again at his neglected cock. You have jerked him off before, once. And just a little. Dad had called you, told you theyβd be home much earlier than theyβd planned. But your big brother hadnβt been there yet, and dirty talk hadnβt been enough, so you had had to help get him there. It had been an emergency. You hadnβt really wanted it back then β or at least thatβs what you had told yourself.
But now you did. You looked at his shaft and you wanted to touch it, wanted to be the one toβ God. You used to be normal. What happened to that?
You reach for him, but the last thing you expected is for him to suddenly stop you. And when you look at him, thereβs an amused grin on his face, the one you have seen countless times growing up. Usually, it hasnβt meant anything good.
βWhatβ?β
βI just got an idea.β
He takes your hand, and guides it between your own folds until slick covers your fingers. He makes you touch and fingerfuck yourself in front of him and you donβt quite know why heβd prefer that to a handjob, but the way he looks at you β all blown pupils fixated on you as if you were the prettiest thing on the planet β just makes you thrust your fingers deeper inside yourself.
βOkay, thatβs enough. Good girl,β he rumbles, kissing your cheek. And only then, he pulls your hand away from your pussy before you can stop him.
βWaitβ!β
βYou wanted to make your big brother feel good, didnβt you?β he asks and guides you to wrap your soaked fingers around his cock.
βI wasnβt even finished yet, jerk,β you hiss, and still you start to stroke him, your own slick lubricating every movement. His eyes roll back a little and he moans out your name, bone deep, and your now-empty cunt aches. He lays his hand on your thigh and itβs so close, so fucking close but not enough.
βShhh. Iβll take care of that for you.β
He moves his hand. And he looks at you, eyes crinkling into thin, gleaming slits when you gasp and tremble as he pushes his fingers inside you. He spreads you slowly, experimentally, until he finds a steady pace and angle that draws cute little βah, ah, ahβs from you with every thrust.
βWanna lay down?β
You can imagine it. Laying down, and suddenly it would just feel easier if he climbed on top of you, andβ
βN-no. This shouldnβt be moreβ¦ moreβ¦ you know,β you whine through the haze in your brain, and still, your fist on his cock quickens just a bit.
βOh, so thatβs where the line goes. Good to know,β he barks out a laugh, and leans close so your every quick, shallow breath brushes against his lips, and mixes with his panting. Close enough to almost, almost taste him.
βDβyou wanna kiss?β
He snorts when he sees your expression.
βWhat? We did it all the time as kids.β
That memory shouldnβt make your breath hitch but it does. It was innocent back then, no more weird than any other childish shenanigans, butβ¦
βYeah, but we were kids. We didnβt even know what we were doing,β you whine, βIt just felt funny.β
βItβs not that different now,β he murmurs, lips brushing against you too briefly to really count, but enough to make you clench on his fingers, βCβmere sis, Iβll make you feel really funny againβ¦β
It takes very little from you to lean in. An inch, at most, and you get to know what it feels like to have your own big brother moan your name against your tongue.
It is part of an alpha knight's sacred duties to keep his prince happy during his heats, ensure that he stays hydrated with prophylactic tea, fill him up until he's satisfied, feed him slices of ripe fruit from the cups of his palms and clean him of all juices, and integrate his scent until it cannot be extricated from the prince's nest. All in the name of keeping the royal vessel guarded until an appropriate sire for an heir can be found.

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we're going to have an OLDER BROTHER summer. we will be drinking MONSTER. we will be LIFTING WEIGHTS. we will be ignoring our MOM. we will be surviving off of CHIPS and NOODLES. we will NOT be SHOWERING. we will only be putting on AXE DEODORANT. we will be bothering PRETTY WOMEN and getting REJECTED. OLDER BROTHER SUMMER !!
"scalp massage" this "scalp massage" that it's ok you can just say it. Boys like it when you pet them
Grabbing a fist full of hair and growling βletβs satisfy that oral fixationβ while unbuckling my belt.
dvp from dad and uncle - cnc, fauxcest, some somno
I wake up sandwiched between them, unable to move as they tell me to go back to sleep. I'm lying on uncle's chest on my front as he holds my thighs with a vicegrip and lowers me down onto his cock, with dad's hand guiding it into me. I try to squirm but their hold is too strong
I'm already stretched out on uncle's cock when dad mounts me from behind and I feel another lubed head press at my tight entrance. I expect him to move and push into my ass, but instead he pushes hard against my stretched cunt until he's sinking in above uncle's cock, and I cry in protest at the impossible stretch
'sorry kiddo... neither of us could wait.'
I feel dad's breath on the back of my neck as he groans in pleasure, already starting to rut into me, and I feel every fraction of movement as his dick drags against my sensitive walls
once they have me stretched out and hopeless to resist, dad spreads my legs further and his thrusts become wild and relentless, the new angle pushing uncle's cock into my g spot with every thrust, and I cry out in a mix of pain and confused pleasure
I beg them to stop, but the unwanted pleasure is quickly building and I know my orgasm is close
dad's grunts grow louder and as his cock rams repeatedly against my cervix, and sticky warmth fills me as dad squeezes my thighs hard and thrusts through his orgasm. I try so hard to resist, but the feeling of warm cum filling my cunt is too much, and I shake with pleasure as I reach my orgasm. I clench hard, and that was enough to send uncle over the edge too, his thick seed mixing with dad's inside of me
they both keep moving, forcing their cum deeper into me before they eventually slow to a stop, both breathing hard against my hot, sweat-covered skin. dad pulls out first, and I feel some of the cum leak out of me onto uncle's cock, and he eventually lifts me off of him too, though I know he's tempted to leave me to cockwarm him like he normally would
'see, that wasn't so bad, hm?'
I whimper, glad that it's finally over, but they both refuse to let go of me, and I gasp as I feel dad's fingers plunge into me, soaking them with my slick and his own spend before sliding them with no warning into my other hole
'shh, it's not over yet. we've gotta make it even, alright bud?'
I sob silently as I feel dad's fingers rubbing his own cum as lube around my tight asshole, and when uncle holds me down to let dad penetrate my underprepared hole, I don't even have the energy left to protest
Your bad boyfriend posts have me whininggggg how dyou feel about . bringing partner to a frat party, getting them all fucked up, pulling out their tits and cunt for everyone to use as a party favour?
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I looooooooove shitty frat boy boyfriend dynamic so much you have no idea ughhh
Convincing you to come with even though big parties make you kind of uncomfortable and anxious. Telling you that it will be fun, I'll be there with you the whole time and we can leave if you really hate it.
Getting a couple drinks in you as soon as we get there, convincing you to try a bunch of drinking games and take a couple shots until you're already having to lean on me when you walk.
Bringing you to my friends who are all wasted and grabby. One of them grabs your ass and even in your drunk haze it makes you so uncomfortable so you start to slur out a plead to get out of here. Laughing at you and pulling you tight enough you can't move and inviting my friend to grab your ass again. You start begging me to stop and take you home but by now all my friends have seen what's happening and start laughing at you and crowding in.
Shoving my tongue in your mouth in a deep, violating, wet kiss while I squeeze your chest so hard it hurts. When you start squirming and whining I squeeze my hand around your throat and growl "shut the fuck up". All my buddies grabbing at every part of you they can.
Dragging you down onto the bed and pulling out my cock, dragging it across your face and laughing at you and slapping you with it while my friends start recording. Once you're covered in my sweat and musk, gripping your jaw hard and forcing your mouth open so I can shove my cock in. You feel somebody pulling your clothes off your legs and try to kick and squirm but strong hands hold you down
You, lying there, in tears, getting all your holes defiled to the sound of laughter and wet flesh and idle chatter
Um. Y a ah I think it's maybe a little hot I guess

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Thinking about,, a puppy boy whoβs forced to top..
βThatβs it puppy, right there. Fuck. Your puppy cock makes master feel so good. Good boy.β As master moans and groans while their dog grinds against them like theyβre in heat, unable to stop their hips from moving sloppily.
βYou getting close, boy? Yeah? You gonna fill me with your pups? Thatβs it.. good boy. Give me a litter, puppy.β
I want to share something someone told me when I first started out as a dom because it was kind of a lightbulb moment for me as an emotional sadist. At the time I was doing aftercare but I didn't understand what psychologically recovering from a scene really meant. Then someone put it into dom terms and it just sort of clicked. So I thought I'd share in case anyone else needs to hear it.
As a degrader and a sadist it's so hot that some subs will be as pathetic as you want them to be... so don't fuck around with their emotions outside of that, that sub is already literally playing with and altering their emotions for your benefit and pleasure. You're overstressing the emotion muscle if you do and rest is essential to any healthy exercise.
You're not giving their feelings any time to rest and recover if you cause emotional distress outside of playtime and you're not giving them the safety and security to play with their emotions again. If you consistently play with humiliation, degradation, or other forms of psychological sadism, you need to be aware of this and plan accordingly.
Avoid big talks or heavy topics immediately after, and do things that will lift your partner's mood in the days following an intense scene even if their mood doesn't need a lift. While you can't see it, by doing that, you've essentially put an emotional ice pack on a sore muscle.
For physical injuries lift the area affected so it can circulate and heal better. For emotional ones it's the same process, lift their mood so positive feelings can circulate and help the recovery along.
A little addendum I think bears mentioning since this post has been blowing up my notes lately:
It's easy for doms to understand that some subs are turned on by embarrassment, shame, humiliation, degradation, objectification, etc. That is an easier concept to grasp. But I think that's a bit of a simplified way of putting it and a more accurate way to explain what's going on is that some subs experience embarrassment, shame, humiliation, degradation, objectification, etc from their dom and are turned on by it.
I think putting the emphasis back on the painful emotion the submissive is putting themselves through is such an important distinction that needs to be made more often. Sometimes the fact that the sub is still experiencing these very powerful negative emotions during sex or scenes (for your benefit by the way, doms) gets lost in translation when someone says "it makes me horny when you humiliate me."
But they're NOT just horny when you humiliate them, they're still also humiliated. And for those of you saying "well duh, of course" please just trust me when I say, as a dom myself who went through learning this and has helped so many other doms learn this, that most doms are absolutely not making this connection at all and that's why my post above has been reblogged a bunch of times by both doms and subs.
As a dom, what we are incorrectly assuming is that the input is 'humiliation' and the output is 'horny' based on what we see and how our sub reacts when we play like this. We are not registering that they are also still humiliated because in the moment they're acting horny. It's an easy logical error to make due to faulty observations and this mistake isn't just limited to male doms in my experience. A lot of folks from all walks of life don't quite grasp this at first. And once you do grasp this you can give better aftercare.
The reality is that the output is both horny and humiliation and your aftercare as a dom better contain ways to treat the emotional pain you inflicted on your sub. In this case, reassurance (I'm so proud of you/of how much you took for me) and positive affirmations (you make me so happy, you're so beautiful/smart) are a hell of a drug for making sure their psyche stays intact and recovers properly.