Lost In Thought

hey what if I was a big quadruped beast and you were impaled on me, tied up tight against my belly so that with every step my cock jolted inside of you, making you come until you passed out. what then.

what if you regained consciousness just long enough to realise you were pinned to the ground with my full weight on top of you, lazily rutting into you for what must have been hours, and your panicked squirming and thrashing is what gets me to spill inside you, filling you til it drips down your legs. what would you do about that.

thinking about you sliding inside me and stretching me out first thing in the morning

Wh-Where do you sign up for this? A-Asking for a friend.

Such a good, pretty toy 😏😘

using him for my own pleasure while he's sleeping... trying to be gentle and careful but still end up waking him up in the middle of it... him trying to fake being asleep as i lose control and get rougher, gripping him, pounding him, rutting into him, biting, scratching, whining like a dog on his skin

i love my pervert mutuals #mypervertmutuals

Wow 150 followers kinda scary

I will now be following some folks as I moved this blog to its own account - still a side blog

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thinking about a demon with a prehensile ovipositor cock designed specifically to corrupt mortals, whose slender presses against all the right spots inside of you to make you come over and over until your cervix is relaxed enough that it can slip through and start working it open. once your cervix is loose enough that the demon can work its cock all the way into your womb, you feel it swell and pulse inside of you until dozens of small eggs, each glowing with heat and light, spill into your womb—so many that you can see them faintly glowing through your skin, a packed, dense mass whose warmth you can feel when you press a hand against your belly. the sensation makes you come, and you feel a brief gush of heat inside of you as one of the eggs bursts. when you look down at your belly, you can see a rune starting to inscribe itself low on your abdomen—and that's when the demon explains that every time you come, another egg will burst and the rune will grow stronger, corrupting you a little at a time until all the eggs are gone and your soul is entirely his. another egg bursts at the thought, and you start to wonder if that's actually such a bad thing—after all, if you were his, couldn't he make you feel like this all the time? couldn't he keep you full of glowing, hot eggs like impure embers for all eternity? as egg after egg bursts inside of you, the rune growing more complete by the second, you realize that he knew this would happen all along. with one final, great splash of heat inside of you, the rune finishes forming on your belly, and the demon grins and slides his cock right back into you, even as your belly is still swollen and glowing. after all, even if you have eternity, why wait? you have a perfectly good womb in need of filling, and he wants to see how much his new toy can take—may as well get started!