Inside The Mimic

Inside the Mimic

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Inside The Mimic

Content Warning: dub-con, monster sex, tentacles, aphrodisiac

I'm so stupid. We've been in the dungeon for days now, trying to find anything valuable. But we haven't found anything good yet. So when we got to a big cave, we decided to split up to cover more ground.

First, we went in pairs, but the cave was so massive that my partner and I decided to search a big ruin separately and meet outside of the structure either when we found anything or if we searched everywhere without finding anything.

And then there was this room that looked pretty good, still. It had some furniture, some silver cutlery that I put in my bag to sell. I searched for any threats first, of course. So when I saw that chest... I didn't think much of it.

So stupid.

I opened it without checking it first and... it was already too late. One tentacle shot out, wrapped around my mid-section and pulled me in. I couldn't even scream before it closed above me, trapping me in the darkness.

My flailing arms and legs were soon held still by more tentacles. And now here I am, incapacitated. Will this thing kill me?

I stopped struggling, to try and preserve energy. But when I feel tentacles slither into my clothes, I try to get away again. Pointless, of course. The tentacles push my shirt and vest off and do the same with my pants and underthings.

I notice a difference between some of them. There's smaller ones that work almost like fingers and - fuck! One just wrapped around my right nipple. Fuck. They're not going to...? Are they?

There's thicker ones, like the ones holding my arms and legs. They're strong, I can't escape them. I feel another small one slither around my left breast. The tip starts teasing my nipple and they get hard, to my humiliation.

The space is tight, my legs are folded, but the mimic still pries them apart with the tentacles. This thing has done this before, it must have.

The tentacle that slides between my legs is slippery, unlike the others. I know what this means. I know why this mimic has lubed up tentacles. It doesn't go for my pussy and I clench my ass against it, trying to keep it out. But it's useless. The slippery thing pushes past my asshole. Just an inch and it stops, keeping my ass spread around it.

I moan, "fuck!". I've never had anything up there. It feels better than I thought. But my hole isn't used to the intrusion and I'm sure it's only able to get inside so smoothly because it is so slippery. I feel every bump and ridge as it slides deeper after a moment. The tentacle get's thicker, too, spreading me even more.

My hips start moving on their own, trying to get away. Away, of course. But the tentacle is relentless. It goes deeper and deeper and I feel it inside of me deeper than I thought possible. I sigh in relief when it stops. I'm so stuffed.

The tentacle just stays there, not moving. A moment later, one of the small ones slides between my legs and starts teasing my clit and another one, a mid-sized ones, nudges my pussy.

"No! No, fuck, no!" I scream, but a tentacle sides into my mouth and gags me. It's moving slowly in and out, never leaving my warm mouth as it's companions start rubbing my clit and my cunt and all I can do is moan and wriggle.

My ass is so stuffed and I scream around the tentacle in my mouth, when the one at my cunt starts pushing inside, slowly, so slowly, filling me even more. All my holes full now.

It's torture, how slowly they're fucking me. The one in my cunt moves so slow, I feel everything. How my pussy is starting to get so wet it drips out of me. How my ass clenches around the intrusion. How good the tentacle in my mouth tastes. My nipples are pulled and played with.

It feels like an eternity until, finally, they pick up speed. Not much, but enough to provide at least some stimulation other than clenching around the intrusions in my body. I'm panting into the darkness.

I shouldn't enjoy this, but I do. The torturously slow fucking I receive is better than nothing. We haven't found anything in this damned dungeon. My fucking partner jerks off every night, grunting and groaning, making noises that, in turn, make me wet but he's been denying me, telling me it would only strain our 'partnership' - leaving me wanting.

And now, these long and thick tentacles that penetrate all my holes feel like heaven. Fuck. I even enjoy the one in my ass. The stretch should hurt, it's much more than I shoult be able to take for my first time getting fucked in the ass. But whatever makes the tentacles slippery is making me horny and wet and desperate, too. Must be aphrodisiac. I'm hot, my nipples are straining and my back arches, trying to get more friction.

The mimic must be picking up on my desperation, because it starts fucking my holes harder, faster. Pulling out of my ass as the other tentacle is slamming into my cunt and pushing deep into my ass when the tentacle in my pussy pulls out - only to repeat.

I'm sure I'd be begging and sobbing if there wasn't a tentacle fucking my throat, pumping me full of whatever aphrodisiac the damned thing is producing. It tastes so good, like candied fruits and heavy mead.

I need to be fucked like this. I need it.

And just when I fall over the edge, holes clenching violently around tentacles, spine bowing, the mimic is thrown open and not only my partner, but a whole dungeon party look down on me. Stuffed airtight as I am, my screams muffled as my ass and cunt are pumped full of cum. So much so that it starts gushing out. Obscene noises echo in the room.

They're all watching me clench and mewl, some horrified, some amused and even aroused.

"You really are such a whore" he mutters, but starts rummaging around his pack for some glass vials. "At least mimic cum has a good market value. I've found us a party for the way back, by the way."

Asshole.

My thighs quiver. The tentacle in my ass still pumps cum into me, I'm drained and, judging by the looks of my partner and the others he's found, I'm going to be used as a breeding bitch to this mimic until we're out of the dungeon.

The thought sends me into another orgasm, which triggers the mimic to pump me even more full and my eyes roll back. I notice that the party shuffles around, lifting the mimic while I'm still impaled and captive in it. They're taking the whole thing, I think.

Nobody made any effort to get me out. They really are going to let it fuck me and gather the cum to sell.

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2 months ago

i have no idea how you’d even make this into anything but i’ve been watching a david attenborough documentary for class and learning about how some plants will imitate female wasps so males will try to mate with them and end up inadvertently spreading their pollen and i just think that’s so funny

Imagine being a pretty little dryad, disguised as a beautiful flowering tree to help hide yourself from some unruly satyrs. It was only camouflage, your body was still there, but it kept you safe.

You’re having a nice time, frolicking with your friends when suddenly you’re picked up by a wasp hybrid. His cock rubs agaisnt your bare cunt desperately, and before long he’s deep inside of you.

Slick sap falls from your thighs, your tummy already being filled with his eggs as he pounds into you. He lands by his hive, and you’re quickly surrounded by other males who are desperate to lay their eggs in a pretty female wasp.

It’s then, to your delight, you discover the flowering tree you disguised yourself as looked eerily similar to a female from their species.

Looks like you’re in for a fun night.

4 months ago
CW: Non-Con, Aphrodisiac Nectar/sap, Plant Monster

CW: Non-Con, Aphrodisiac nectar/sap, Plant Monster

MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You knew this was a mistake.

Hiking—venturing into unknown trails—was definitely not something you would consider, much less actually do. But your friends, however well-intentioned they were, insisted that you needed to go out and explore, venture outside of your comfort zone.

And so, in order to please them, you booked a guide (nothing drastic, really). It was apparently beginner-friendly, with beautiful scenery and ‘untold’ sights—a glorified leisurely stroll. It sounded perfect for you, a wonderful plan, so you went.

It was nice, manageable until you somehow—miraculously, stupidly—got lost, strayed from the group long enough that they left you in the dust. Finding them should’ve been easy; there were paved trails and distinct signs, yet you managed to get even more lost.

You didn’t know how long you’d been wandering, but you were hungry, thirsty, and tired; you just wanted to rest. How did your friends let you go to this with your incredibly poor sense of direction? How did you let yourself go?

You paused at the sound of rushing water, concluding it was a good idea to follow (you were dying for a sip of water.) It didn’t take long for you to find the source—the walk was not long at all, as if you were already heading in the right direction anyway as if something was already luring you there before the sound.

You stopped at a gate, seemingly golden and decorated with roses. It appears to be well-kept, no tarnish to be seen. Why exactly is there a random gate in the middle of nowhere?

With just the slightest touch, the gate creaked open (you could’ve hopped over easily if it didn’t), and you, with hesitance and confusion, entered. It was unlike anything you’ve ever seen before: a breathtaking garden full of flowers and trees filled with leaves and fruits. It was beautiful. The subtle scent of fruit and nectar only lured you closer.

The waterfall was the first thing you reached. You cupped your hands into a bowl to collect the water, drinking until you were no longer parched. Then you continued, admiring the colorful plants along the way.

You could feel your fatigue leaving you with each step, with each breath of air, yet the deeper you entered the oddly enchanting garden, the sweeter the air became—enticing. You didn’t hear the gate close behind you, too entranced by the view.

Your stomach grumbled, and all you could do was comply with your hunger, plucking a succulent fruit from one of the trees. The fruit was odd, unknown to you; it should’ve made you pause—sunk caution into your bones—but it didn’t. You were hungry before, but now, with fruit in hand, you were starving.

Your teeth pierced its flesh, its juices sliding down your throat as you devoured it. It was mouthwatering, a taste you had never known but now can never forget. You reached for another, and another, and another until you were full—stomach feeling as if it’s one fruit away from bursting. You took a seat, leaning against the trunk of the tree and resting.

You were worried about how you would get back, but you figured (in an attempt to stay positive) that they would eventually send out a search party and find you. After all, you found this place pretty easily, and you couldn't have strayed that far, right?

Your eyelids felt heavy; even with the sun still up, you felt exhaustion weighing on you. A small nap wouldn’t hurt.

CW: Non-Con, Aphrodisiac Nectar/sap, Plant Monster

You still felt so tired, not knowing you had already slept for jours. You felt warm, limbs heavy, and eyes feeling glued shut—wielded together with exhaustion and enervation. You didn’t move or shift; even if your mind was half awake, you couldn't.

That had a prickling thought of panic rising inside your brain, the rapid beating of your heart and the quickening of your breath being the only indication of your growing distress and anxiety. You couldn’t quite feel your surroundings, your sense of touch dulled, and the grass underneath you was not even a tickle.

A slight pressure met your lips, parting them delicately before slipping inside, stuffing your mouth full with its soft presence. A smooth substance glided down your throat; its taste was sweet and intoxicating. You gulped it down with no resistance, mind growing hazier with each drop.

The muscles in your limbs loosened, relaxing them, making you malleable and compliant. The heaviness faded into something else. You could feel yourself growing hot, arousal pooling in your underwear.

Something wrapped around your body, tugging at your clothes and removing them—taking your soaked panties and leaving you exposed. The thing inside your mouth slid out with a pop, retreating.

Then it—whatever ‘it’ is—raised you in the air, holding you by your legs, blood rushing to your head. You should’ve been alarmed, but with a brain full of cotton, all you could focus on was the throbbing of your cunt. You pried your eyes open, petals filling your vision. Vines enveloped you, blossoming flowers adorning it as it held you upside down, wrists tied together.

It spread your legs, one vine poking and prodding at your folds, soaking in your arousal. More vines slithered to your chest, fondling your breasts and curling around your nipples.

You squirmed, breathy moans leaving you. The vines continued, some slipping past your folds, one pressing against your clit while the other worked you open. You never felt anything like this before, moaning and whimpering for more.

It slipped out, having you clench around nothing with a whine. A large white bud blossomed in front of you, revealing (something you would’ve questioned more had the nectar not done its job) a flowery cock. It’s throbbing and warm as it enters your hole, fucking you with vigor and filling you with its sap, mouth falling open in a cry.

Another stuffs your mouth, and you greedily drink the liquid leaking from it, sucking and slurping with hot pleasure coursing your body. It pounds into you, its cocks hitting all the right spots as the vines fondle your breasts.

You scream when your climax hits you, the pleasure overwhelming as your body shakes and shudders, the flowery cocks following and spilling its seed inside you.

It seems the other plants in the garden grow curious, crowding you, feeling you all over, tasting your cum with its vines. They all take turns, another plant cock fucking you once the other ones are done cumming in you.

It repositions you, bending you over as some enter your ass, others shoving more vines down your throat. It’s all too much, making you cum too quickly from having the feeling of it in all your holes.

You have its sap leaking out of you, drooling around another cock as it takes you. It has you cuming over and over again, breeding you as your mind fizzles out from it, only caring about being fucked and filled.

This is all you are good for; this is where you belong, and it thinks so, too

CW: Non-Con, Aphrodisiac Nectar/sap, Plant Monster
4 months ago

[ 18+ content. Dehumanization. Centaur. Human Cocksleeve. Lactation. Hyper cum. Cumflation. Breeding. Permanent Bondage. ]

When you'd read an advertisement to work at a centaur product facility, you weren't quite sure what the job description entailed. When you found out that the job was a full-time position that accounted for room and board, it had you pretty well convinced.

When you found out, it was far too late to take it back.

You awoke with a pinching stretch in your cunt— making you gasp aloud. The sounds were muffled by a gag nestled within your mouth, brows furrowing as you attempted to squirm in your bindings. In a series of tight leather straps, you had been tied beneath the belly of a large centaur. Your back pressed tightly to his stomach, its cock sheathed deep within you, as though you were little more than a cocksleeve for the beast.

Each step it took out of the stable rustled you, shifting you back and forth on it's massive dick. Drool slicked up your gag as you moaned, the flat tip of its cock bullying your cervix with each step. As it headed out to pasture, you suddenly became aware of how exposed you were. Farmers on the plant were about doing their chores, eyeing your bare naked form. Each step bounced your hanging tits, your mewling louder when the centaur picked up pace.

It trotted along, heavy balls slapping against your cunt every few seconds. You clenched each time, eyes fluttering as your brain emptied. The shame slipped away as the cock buried in you began to throb, your hips desperately trying to grind back against the behemoth. Instead of continuing its trot, the centaur stopped, huffing and heaving. To keep you bobbing back and forth, it thrusted forward with brutal force, uncaring towards you and anything other than its own pleasure.

Filthy, wet slapping emanated about the field, attracting the interest of other centaurs. It appeared you weren't the only new toy, all of you strapped in one to a centaur. Each of the other toys' bellies bulged with each thrust, the massive cocks of the centaurs far too much for the average human. Some of them had obviously been around longer than you— some dripping milk from their tits, and some bloated, cunts dripping with several loads of thick, potent centaur seed.

Your centaur began to shudder, thrusts growing more desperate and uncoordinated. Already accepting to your new role, your heartbeat sped up, eager to take the beast's cum. As you cried out into your gag, he finally came, continuing to haphazardly thrust as your cunt was filled up. It didn't take long at all to expand your stomach, making you feel full and dizzy.

Before long at all, you could hear the squelching of the centaur's cum leaking out of your hole, only serving to slick up the slap of its nuts against your clit. Full, hot, and bred, your eyes rolled back as you came, clenching hard on the monster cock filling you up.

Despite your sensitivity, the beast did not care. After finishing its load, it huffed, steadying its back hooves before continuing to plow your cunt— dead set on turning you into the perfect fuckhole.

1 week ago

fucking (or being used as a toy by) a creature that turns to stone in the daylight. As it finally knots and cums into you the sun rises, and you find yourself trapped on their literally rock-hard body, unable to move, still drooling around their cock... but bc it's not been exposed to the daylight, the cum just keeps slowly pumping into you, and you can't move bc their cock and knot are stone, just have to stay there like a statue as you get bigger and bigger until night finally falls again... and hope they won't want to keep breeding you...

3 months ago

Mimic sex toys. Like, in the middle of what you think is a solo sesh, the dildo just starts thrusting into you on its own and pumps you full of cum.

2 months ago

Consider: Portals. Finding a ring of metal that looks like it could be a bracelet but you don't know that when one of those is touched for the first time, it links to your body, and automatically goes to your preferred hole. So you put your hand in it to wear it as a bracelet and then... youre bent over, gasping as you feel your hand inside your own body... Im sure you could come up with ideas for this~~ 💙

Ahhh fuck... Well, I’m probably already cumming from putting my hand in. I would probably think it just works for whoever’s holding it, linking to their own body - not realising it was “set” to me, so to speak, so I’d just leave it. I’d be too worried about the risk of it, really!

Except... it’s tuned into my pussy, so whoever finds it next will slide their hand in only to feel something warm and soft and wet, and I’ll double over as I’m just trying to do some work or something like that. The person will probably think it’s some kind of really fancy fleshlight or something, and they’ll fuck it, and let their friends fuck it, while I’m desperately trying to find the ring again to put an end to it. Maybe they’re curious about what’s on the other side and start feeling around, finding my g spot and making me cum and they’re amazed by how realistic it is. They could try shoving toys in, or even just random objects if they feel like it.

There’s no chance I’m ever finding the ring again, so really I’ll just have to get used to living like that...

4 months ago

Who Knows, Who Cares? (Tentacle Monster) [F/?]

Who Knows, Who Cares? (Tentacle Monster) [F/?]

Featured Characters: Female human and a tentacle monster of indeterminate gender. Both are adults.

Description: Agatha has figured out how to conjure an inter-dimensional glory hole and enjoys the variety of monster dicks that come through. On one particular night, she is visited by a tentacle which treats her to an unexpected ending. Contains: Magical Glory Holes, Tentacles, Ovipositor, Egg-Laying, Stomach Bulge, Aphrodisiacs, Masturbation, Sex Toys.

Completion Date: November 7th, 2023

Word Count: 1609

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There really should have been a warning provided about how addictive the spell would be. It was rare that an evening went by where Agatha didn’t activate the portal in all its brightly glowing, pink glory. The position of the other side was random among countless dimensions, its runes designed to be translated for whatever horny beast it appeared before. A hole with unmistakable purpose.

Agatha had made herself comfortable, propped up against her multitude of pillows as she lay in bed pumping a thick toy deep into her cunt. She had learned to loosen herself up a bit before summoning; there was no telling the size of what came through.

The towel Agatha had laid out beneath her was already slightly messy with lube. Wet, filthy noises mingled with her moans, her pussy squeezing around the toy. It was far from enough; she needed the feeling of some faceless creature’s cock throbbing inside her. The heat. The cum. The knowledge that whoever was on the other side only cared about getting themself off. A kind lover was great, but sometimes she craved to just be fucking used.

Needy and whimpering, Agatha used her free hand to trace the spell’s sigil in the air. Her room was bathed in magenta light, flaring as the circle came into existence on the mattress between her spread thighs. She waited a few moments as she continued to fuck herself and bite her lower lip with impatience.

“Please…please…anyone,” she begged, sweat glistening in the garish glow.

There was movement at the center of the circle. Agatha watched as a light blue, shimmering, translucent tentacle slowly began to emerge. It was long, lined with shallow ridges starting at the tip which faded to smoothness about eight inches down. She could see thin, faintly glowing purple veins just beneath the fleshy surface, pulsating rhythmically with the creature’s heartbeat.

Agatha softly gasped, removing the toy from herself and tossing it aside.

“Hello, gorgeous,” she said.

The tentacle felt out her foot, traced her ankle, and began caressing its way up her calf. She trembled as it slid over her thigh and trailed slime. It explored boldly, working inward until it found her pussy. The tip ran up and down the wet, twitching line of it, teasing her folds and making her achingly empty hole quiver.

“There it is,” she encouraged, though she knew she went unheard. “Mmm, there you go.”

Agatha expected to be swiftly filled as was typical of tentacles. She was used to such roughly-pumping appendages. For one to finish only for another to come through circle. Sometimes leading to being stretched around a deeply writhing mass of multiple; always leading to ending up leaking cum.

Instead, she watched as the end of the tentacle opened up into a sort of small, toothless, slick-dripping mouth. It latched onto her clit seconds later. Her head tossed back in time with a sharply sucked-in breath that released alongside a moan. A tight, warm, sucking sensation had the whole of her lower body shaking.

“Ngh—what are…fuck!”

The tentacle was relentless, ravaging Agatha’s clit. A tingling sensation spread out where it was attached. She felt the pleasure growing as it traveled down her legs and up her torso. It was a near numbness to all but where it mattered; she was hyperaware of her cunt. Leaking, twitching ceaselessly, on fire. She moaned louder and distantly wondered—but hardly cared—what the hell was in the tentacle’s fluids.

With her weak fingers gripping the sheets, Agatha lost herself to the intensity. Her hips squirmed and bucked. She cried out mindlessly, without words. Getting her clit sucked had never felt this good before. The constant action and whatever influence she was under had her head swimming and floating.

Agatha convulsed as she came, clit pounding in its confines. The tentacle continued to suck. A delirious giggling started to break up her wild moans. Waves of a prolonged orgasm crashed into her until she arrived at a second, near-blinding peak. She wailed, feeling fluid gushing from her, soaking the towel beneath her. It was only then that the tentacle released.

Panting and whimpering, Agatha tried to right herself in her own mind while her body screamed for more. Her clit felt more swollen than it ever had been, hot and throbbing madly. Her pussy was in much the same state as the last of her release dribbled out of her. The break didn’t last long. Seconds later, the tentacle was teasing aside her sensitive folds to find her hole.

“Ohhhh…oh, my—GOD!”

The word was punched out of her as the tentacle slammed in. Her pussy took it easily. Almost greedily; sucking it in and squeezing enough to practically conform to its shape. Her legs snapped open wider despite not needing to accommodate a body between them. It was a reflex. Instinct. Silent begging for a deep fucking. The tentacle quivered before beginning to thrust.

Agatha moaned as she felt the tentacle swell slightly inside her and increase its girth. The ridges ground into her as her insides pressed against it. Her heart hammered in her chest, echoed in the pulsing of her stretched walls. A mix of her fluids and the creature’s made a mess of her hole, audibly spurting from her with every plunge.

The pace became crazed. A rough, quick pounding. Agatha whined, breaths gasping from her open mouth. The frantic undulation of the tentacle was mesmerizing. She watched it reel back and slam forward, oozing along its entire length with some natural lubrication. Her pussy clenched, milking it; she needed that cum. The creature began to throb hard inside her, the veins glowing brighter.

But all at once, as the tentacle fully sheathed itself and stilled, Agatha knew something was different. Round shapes were visible in the inner organ as they travelled along the slick, twitching length. She barely had time to process it before the first popped into her. Eggs, her hazy mind supplied. The thing was laying eggs inside her. It should have scared and disgusted her, but it felt amazing.

Agatha’s gaze fixated on the monstrous appendage lodged in her cunt as she was filled with countless eggs. She could feel each one moving through the tentacle before joining the rest in a rapidly growing mass. There was no end to them in sight. Breathing hard, she watched her stomach start to bulge with them.

“Fuuuuuuck!” she moaned, eyes rolling from the alien sensation.

More and more eggs pressed in and filled whatever space they could find, clearly an amount that another of the creature’s species was designed to take. What did it know, or care, about human limits? Agatha’s belly distended; round, heavy and strained. She moaned and shook with ecstasy, but the mounting danger won over her greedy pussy.

“S-stop can’t—ahhh, take anymore!” she cried, doing her best to reach for the tentacle and possibly pull it out.

Luckily, the creature seemed spent. With a few final twitches, it slithered out of her. Agatha panted, half hoping that she would feel that delicious mouth on her clit again. But instead, the magenta light faded.

The tentacle was gone.

Agatha lay there for a while with her stomach full of eggs, whimpering as they shifted with her heaving breaths. They needed to come out. But first, she needed to cum. Her used body ached for it; the monster aphrodisiac pumping through her was the likely culprit, keeping that incessant pulse in her cunt despite her situation.

She reached for her vibrator that had miraculously stayed on her bed through her thrashing. A buzzing sound filled the air as she turned it on, angling it around her belly to rest on her still-pounding clit. The pleasure was a shock and she choked on her moan.

Agatha’s thighs trembled, pouring sweat. She gasped as something moved inside her. One of the eggs pushed through her passage, squeezing out of her hole with a wet pop. And damn did it feel good coming out. A second followed it, making Agatha whine. She continued to tease her clit, moaning as more eggs parted her twitching folds and gathered on the bed.

Heat engulfed Agatha’s pussy; everything—inside and out—throbbed hard. She had been filled to bulging with cum before, reveled in feeling copious seed dripping down her legs as she limped to the bathroom to deal with it. But nothing would ever rival these eggs; the stretch of them as her hole’s ecstatic twitching squeezed them out. They started to come faster, lining up so one could begin its exit right after the last.

“Mmmm! Keep coming…keep coming,” she chanted, grinding the vibrator harder against her clit. “Fuck, fuck—ahhhh!”

Nothing could have prepared Agatha. As she came, a flood of eggs escaped her. Quick, rhythmic expulsions in time with the rapid clenching and releasing of her insides. Her hips rose off the bed from the sheer, intense pleasure of the sensation, heels digging into the mattress. The eggs landed beneath her, plopping wetly onto the saturated towel. She kept cumming, a string of orgasms brought on by that sweet stretch.

Agatha dropped, empty—as far as she knew. She lay among a mess of fluids and monster eggs, her stomach having returned to its normal size. Her body still buzzed with the small amount of aphrodisiac still in her system and she mindlessly pawed at her sopping cunt, jolting with pleasured aftershocks and moaning weakly.

Somewhere in the haze, she resolved to find a way to make the spell locate the portal somewhere of her choosing. Now that she had just begun a list of creatures she wanted to revisit, after all.

End

Masterlist

2 months ago
Please Keep Work Place Safety In Mind At All Times
Please Keep Work Place Safety In Mind At All Times
Please Keep Work Place Safety In Mind At All Times
Please Keep Work Place Safety In Mind At All Times
Please Keep Work Place Safety In Mind At All Times

Please keep work place safety in mind at all times

2 weeks ago

Since it’s spooky season. I’m fantasising about trying on some cute halloween costumes by my mirror, when suddenly I feel myself being groped by an invisible force.

I feel my tdick being rubbed through my clothes and a cold hand sneaking up my shirt. I gasp and try to struggle away but before I know it, I’m being lifted off the ground. My costume is ripped off and I’m left helpless and exposed as invisible fingers start feeling my cunt.

I let out an involuntary moan as the fingers slip inside and start pumping in and out. My wet cunt starts to make sloppy sounds as another finger is added and before I can even process whats happening, I feel the unmistakable press of a cock at my hole.

I regain some sense and try to struggle out of the grip I’m in but it’s all in vain, the cock pushes itself in, as deep as it can go. My eyes catch the mirror I was posing in and I can only watch as my cunt clenches around seemingly nothing.

The invisible creature begins to thrust, almost lifting me up and down on its cock. I can’t help myself and begin to moan, the pace picks up. I feel its fingers find my dick once more, it starts rubbing circles while it thrusts. The feeling is near overstimulating and I’m practically shouting in pleasure.

I can feel myself building up to orgasm and I’m unable to care about the strangeness of the situation, desperately, I chase that relief. I take another look in the mirror and the sight of my dripping cunt stretching around this unknown appendage and my cock seemingly jerking on its own pushes me over the edge. I yell and shake as pleasure overwhelms my senses, vaguely I can feel the thrusts getting harder and faster. I cum hard on the invisible cock and not long after I can feel a cold liquid unload into me.

I’m shaking as I’m slowly lowered to the ground. The cock slides out of me and I see my own wetness along with an unrecognisable substance pour out my hole. Dazed and confused, I lay on the floor and hope that the creature comes back some time soon.

1 month ago

Thinking about being strapped to the underside of a four legged creature (something similar to a centaur, tall and large) as some breeding toy/pet.

Having my arms and legs fastened in leather, blindfolded and muzzled. The creature’s thick, super rigid cock nestled inside of me 24/7. A constant feeling of warmth in my stomach that keeps me delirious and that I physically can’t pull away from.

Going throughout the day, I jostle around underneath them. Their throbbing cock dragging along my walls in small thrusts with every step. If they raise their body or lean back I slide all the way down to the base which makes my eyes roll into the back of my head. God forbid they start running.

With all of the friction, it’s inevitable that they’ll cum inside me. Having a tight, warm hole that whines and moans, a sweet, pint sized little thing? It would be a crime not to! It’s something so casual as well. Doing whatever task or job, holding a conversation with other people, their hips will just pump slightly forward as they fill me with a day’s worth of thick, pent up cum. Paying absolutely no mind to my whining and gargling.

Of course I end up cumming as well, but every time my cock spills onto the ground I get reprimanded like a dog who just pissed on someone’s carpet.

“Bad boy, bad boy. You’ve made such a mess.” They’ll punctuate with a particularly harsh thrust which just makes me cum a second time with a scream. “What am I going to do with you?”

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