#his peanit...before it was gone

[basyacriptid]

various Elnina doodles🤧🦈💖💖💖💖

bonus one(1☝) lanino daydreaming about his beloved cloud:

HA

[dizzysilhouette]

b,,, breathes h… heavily i uh *passes out*

here’s. here’s an excerpt from part two of the fic i mentioned earlier

Joy Doctor OC x my WHF persona. contains scent/musk kink/fetish + dumbification hehe

for context: my persona has Powers bc Yes. takes place after Doctor Smyle was jerking it. and by it, i mean. his peanits

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After a moment, I finished my ascent of the stairs and turned the corner to get into the office, with my flushed face thankfully hidden behind my mask. “Hello, Doctor Smyle. Are you, uh, finished?�� I greeted, standing politely nearby.

“O-oh lord, how much did you see?” he stammered, clearly quite embarrassed.

“Uhm, the tail end of… that.” I cleared my throat awkwardly before continuing. “Anyhow, might as well clean that up while I’m at it.” I snapped once, and his mess was gone.

He groaned in embarrassment, shutting the file he was holding and tucking it (and his member) away. “I’m very sorry you had to see that.”

“It’s- it’s fine, it’s not like I’m some innocent lamb who can’t handle sexual things, even if I do get a bit f-flustered at times.” With that, I began tidying up, getting rid of any rubbish or mess, and fixing anything that was broken. Once I had finished that, I turned to exit the door, only to bump right into Doctor Smyle’s chest. “Ope, sorry, uh, ‘scuse me, sir.”

“No, no, I meant to do that,” he breathily spoke, looking down at me with a hungry expression. “You’ve done so well, I think you’ve earned a surprise.”

I withdrew and shielded myself with my arms, expecting a blow or some form of physical mistreatment… only for him to pull me into an embrace, burying my face into his chest.

“Now, now, good boy. No need for fear. Just take a niiiiice deep breath for me, can you do that?” he softly instructed, one of his large hands rubbing my back and the other gently resting on the back of my head. “Come on, don’t be shy.”

I hesitated before I resigned myself and obeyed, breathing in the scent of his sweat, musk, and a faint smell of copper. He smelled like a gross, bloody man, and I was smitten. I didn’t care about anything else in that moment except continuing to bask in his horribly-addicting scent.

“There you go, gooooood boy,” he purred, running his fingers through my hair as he praised me. “Keep doing just that. Breathe it all in.”

I obeyed once more, my hands moving from T-rexing to gripping at his under suit. “Doctor, Doctor, oh fuck,” I rasped, nearly collapsing as he nudged my legs apart to slot one of his between mine. “D-Doctor, Doctor, please, pleeaaase, I-I- my- my brain, c-can’t… think…”

He yanked a whimper straight out of my throat as both his hands moved to my hips, guiding me back and forth on his leg to make me grind on him. “That’s it, that’s the way. Come on, baby boy, give me all you’ve got.”

I whined and whimpered as I let him use me, my mind foggy from the overwhelming sensations. “D-Duh… Doctor, y-you’re making… nnngh… my body… haaahhh… feel fuh,, funny,” I mumbled, feeling dizzy and grateful for his hands stabilizing me.

“Yeah? Good. Let your pesky thoughts melt away for me. Can you do that, boy?”

I nodded and breathed in more of his scent, letting myself let go enough to where I was only locked in on him, his scent, and the pleasure I felt getting ground against his leg. I barely even noticed when he moved me so I had my legs around his waist and my crotch against his until he began to rut against me.

“If only you let us under this meddlesome clothing… What a shame, I would love to fill your hole with my cock and seed,” he growled as his bulge ground against my privates. “I-I want to betray you so badly and fuck your brains out, but I fear you may never return here if I do…”

I simply whimpered and clung to him, my eyes closed as I breathed in his scent.