#impregnability

[palatinewolfsblog]

"Rudeness is the weak man's imitation of strength." - Eric Hoffer

[boywombs]

getting raped by dad while mom’s at work but she comes back early and dad doesn’t have time to pull out, just yanks me backwards into the closet where he holds me down on his cock, spurting into me with a hand over my mouth muffling my defeated groan. this is how i need to get pregnant. rn

[bunny-jpeg]

john price would trap you with a baby. no questions asked. he knew the years were catching up to him. he knew that wouldn't be much longer before he couldn't pass on the price genes.

he felt bad when he masturbated, felt like he was wasting his boys. spurts of hot cum down his large shaft wishing that it was inside a pretty little things smaller cunt. his hand was too rough even with lubrication. he needed something with supple flesh that he could sink his teeth into and a wet pussy to stuff full. he wanted to feel himself impregnating someone.

that was where you came in.

you felt amazing, sex with you was something else. the way you were like a bunny when you rode his cock. you bounced on him, not slowing down until he wrung at least three orgasms out of you. he found it endearing that you could take him. and while cowgirl was fun and missionary felt classic.

if price wanted to get you pregnant then, he knew that doggy style would be the best course of action. sadly, that position was a little more difficult given your size difference. price the bear and his little cub, those weren't just terms of endearment. he was burly, hairy, but you were so much shorter that he couldn't easily slip into you. but things could always be modified.

he smothered you under him as you laid on the bed with your legs spread and price was on top of you with his cock invading your slick entrance. the feeling was different and the weight on top of you only added to the pleasure.

his mind was focused, as he worked himself into you. he slid in easily, little resistance from you. your pussy was greedy for him, not that price could blame you. you were just so perfect for him. he shaped you into the perfect thing for him. you were his angel, the sweetest fruit, the woman he wanted to carry his child. if you liked it or not.

thoughts of you dark puffy nipples, the waddle in your step, the complaints of back pain. how your body changed because of him, he marked you in a way that no other man could. price boys grew strong and were a handful both in the womb and out. hungry boys too, but price would happily massage your fat tits to make sure there was more than enough milk for his boys. might have a little taste himself, see what all the fuss was. the heavy milk on his tongue as he fucked his pretty wife.

no need to go out and find a job. price's got enough to make sure that your wallet and your womb were packed full. no need to worry your little head, just make sure the babies are taken care of and price will do all the thinking in the relationship. he knew your dream was to see your diploma on the wall, but he thought that a family photo would be much better.

hard to complete your degree when your pregnant belly doesn't fit in the lecture hall seat or it was feeding time for john jr. there was nowhere for you to nurse his hefty son and you'd in the end miss too much class because price would be keeping you at home to start on the next one.

"that's it, doll. that's my girl. she suckin' me right in. she know what she wants and she's takin' it. made just for, huh, petal?" he growled as he pressed into you further, his cock didn't slip out. he fucked you feverishly.

he felt you tremble as you came not once, but twice, back to back. price continued to fuck you, ruin your pretty little folds and let him feel as much as he could of your sweet sex. you felt amazing, only pussy price would want. he fucked you roughly with his hands pressed into the covers on either side of your head. you were too blissed out by the time he finished inside of you that you didn't even ask for him to pull out.

a good wife took every drop.

he soon after pulled his cock out, the sight of his cum sticking to your slick pussy lips with most of his seed inside of you. made his cock peek at attention once more. "there she is." he purred, "messy girl." he tipped your hips up and held them in his large hands. he dipped between your legs and played with your pussy. something to distract you while his cum slid into the back of your pussy.

now be good, and get pregnant <3

a/n: i don't know what came over me... i'm sorry

[bunnis-monsters]

Imagine being a surrogate for monsters that want a half human baby, or monsters that need your womb to keep their young safe.

Instead of being inseminated in a hospital, the monster fucks load after load into your fat pussy, insuring you’ll be swollen with their baby/babies by the end of it.

At first you did it to help monsters out, but now you do it because you just love the feeling of a monster cock stretching you out and filling you with its hot cum until you’re close to bursting. It’s almost worth the differing amount of time it takes to grow and then birth their child.

But honestly… you love it. You enjoy being pampered and spoiled by the monsters during your pregnancy, their instincts screaming at them to protect you and keep you to themself.

They always end up fucking you over and over, wanting to keep you on their cocks while you’re pregnant, feeding you right and keeping you full of cum~

And once the baby is born and you’ve recovered, you get to do it all over again…

[ditzybat]

Kon: guess who I hooked up with?

Tim: i dunno man, who?

Kon: Black Bat!

Tim:…

Tim: you hooked up with my sister…?

Kon: …I didn’t know she was your sister!

Tim: I’m a bat, Bat is in her name!

Kon; oh my god… Batman’s gonna kill me

Tim: and I am going to break through your TTK and castrate you

[disgracefulthings]

If Shang Qinghua was at Jin Lan City

Shang Qinghua: WAIT! You can't put Peak Lord Shen into the water prison!

HHPM: Oh? And why can't we?

Shang Qinghua: Peak Lord Shen is with child!

HHPM: That's preposterous! Why would he come to a plagued city in that case?!

Shang Qinghua: Because the father was here!

HHPM: And who is that?!

Shang Qinghua: ...

Shang Qinghua: Luo Binghe?

Shen Qingqiu: Bro, did you just stop me from falling into the enemies hand by placing me into the enemies hand?

Shang Qinghua: I panicked ok?!

Luo Binghe: This Luo Binghe accepts his responsibility as the father of Shizun's unborn child

Shen Qingqiu, internally: WHAT?!

Shen Qingqiu, externally: I see. This master places the safety of our child in your hands

Shen Qingqiu: I am going to murder you

Shang Qinghua: If it helps, I do know at least 5 ways to put a bun in your oven

[fexjam]

many ideas...

[petitepreggers]

Oh to be heavily pregnant with his babies knowing he put them in there 🩷

[boywombs]

coerced breeding….. make me think i want it, tell me it’s gonna be better without a condom, honest, and i don’t even gotta do anything, “lay down, here, i’ll pull out when i’m close, i promise”

praising me the whole time until i stop complaining, hips pushing back against yours until you force your cock in as deep as you can, groaning into my ear, my body trapped under yours while you pump your cum into me. cock pulsing against my cervix, making sure all of it gets where you want it, where it’ll have the best chance to knock me up

[konigsblog]

Forceful breeding with Perv!König (🌽 link)

CW; FORCED IMPREGNATION, BREEDING KINK, NON-CON/DUB-CON, AFAB!F!READER — MDNI 18+

König is looking out for himself. His oma and his mother are desperate for some children from König and have been pestering König as he ages. All könig thinks about is the soft giggles of a little baby, to hold his own child in his arms protectively, to care and look out for them like a father should.

Although, you're fearful of pregnancy. All the side effects and complications, the things that could possibly go wrong. Shame fills him when he thinks about what he could do to convince you, or get you pregnant, whether it was a consensual and conscious decision or not. König admires your drunken facial expressions, the smell of booze assaulting his nostrils when he takes in a deep breath beside you. Guilt leaves him conflicted, but inevitably, he chooses to take you. König knows it's wrong, but he wants it too much to bear.

You're too weak to fight against König, who quickly manhandles you into a position where you're vulnerable and powerless and unable to fight back. Even if you tried, your attempts would lead to wasted energy as König carries out with his sickening, distributing acts despite your pleas, all caused by his perversity, selfishness and corrupted perception of love. You don't react, or at least not until König is shoving himself inside to get this over and done with. The sound of your pained cries pulls at his heartstrings, but regardless, he ploughs into you with your legs pulled over his shoulders and your hands pinned to your sides, held in a fist as you dig your nails into your palms, choking on your sounds and sobs.

“I know, I know, it hurts, doesn't it? You're doing so, so well. You know this will benefit both of us, right? Just- a little bit longer, Suße...” He grunts out, working towards that desired release he's been dreaming about all day.

The impact of his hung balls slapping against your ass is excruciating. Your body contorts and trembles as you attempt to wriggle your way out of his firm grasp, useless as König begins to lean further into you, pushing all of his weight down onto you to slam into your ass. You gag at the feeling of König hitting deeper than before, right against your bruised cervix. It's obvious that König wants this, and he'll make sure not a drop leaves your hole.

Just think about how happy his mother will be, the excitement on his oma's face and the presents they'll bring you, little lamb...

[mb9990]

I have a fantasy of being recorded on video while being bred at a ranch, so that the video can be used for instructional purposes for those in the breeding industry…

I’m in a breeding stall, tightly restrained in a mating press position, knees bent back completely to my chest with a camera pointed right at my cunt. There’s a small crew present to film the breeding, and some handlers are there to offer instruction and steer the bull who will be used to inseminate me.

I have been tied up for around an hour while the crew talks amongst themselves and sets up the shot. Finding the perfect angle for the camera, moving the studio lights around, trying to find a good neutral appearance befitting of an instructional video. They talk about their day, what they want for lunch, what they’re going to do after work, all while standing around me, the breeding stock with her wet pussy completely vulnerable and on display.

I was reluctant to have my breeding recorded and being shown to thousands of people interested in entering the industry, but the contract I signed when I registered to be a breeder meant I didn’t have much of a choice. I try not to think about it as I wait for the crew to finish up.

Once it’s all set up, the handlers go to retrieve the bull. The camera switches on, and a handler walks to my side as he starts speaking to the camera.

“Here we have our breeding stock, already set up for insemination, as you can see. The mating press is a simple, easy breeding position that doesn’t require much set up. Just make sure to firmly restrain the legs and arms so that you retain the ideal angle for fertilization throughout the process. You may want to raise the buttocks slightly, as we’ve done here, to ensure the best chances of insemination.”

I shiver a bit at hearing it stated so calmly and matter-of-factly. The ideal angle for fertilization. Something about the straightforward presentation of it all made my pussy clench.

The bull enters the stall now, a muscular man with an unnaturally large cock (a result of the hormones given to increase virility) that is already mostly erect when he is led in. The handler continues as the camera pans towards him.

“And here we have the bull, already manually stimulated before being introduced to the breeder. Manual stimulation is not necessary, as the bull’s body will naturally produce an erection once exposed to ovulating breeding stock. But manual stimulation can help streamline the process.”

The bull is already pushing against his handlers when he realizes I’m in the room, but they hold onto him tightly. Seeing the large cock that was soon going to be buried deep inside of me lifted some of my nervousness. My cunt starts to swell with arousal, and I’m distracted enough not to be embarrassed by the trail of lubricant I can feel already leaking down my ass crack. In anticipation, I squirm and try to buck against my restraints, but I’m locked in way too firmly to do anything but wiggle slightly.

“As you can see, the stock is ready for the bull as well. Poor girl is eager to get started, so let’s not keep her waiting…”

The bull was lead over, his monstrous cock now leaking precum and throbbing as it bobbed closer and closer to me. Trepidation turned into a sick sort of thrill as he approached, knowing that whether or not I was prepared for it, in just a few moments I was going to be bred on camera in front of a crew of strangers… but the handler had to interject once more.

“This is the easy part: let the bull do his thing. Try not to interrupt once it’s started, as the bull will get aggressive if you try to intervene in a breeding.”

The bull is finally released, mounting me immediately and possessively burying his cock in my fertile cunt. I tried not to, but an audible whimper of submission was pushed out of me as his first thrust sent his thick, veiny shaft sliding comfortably all the way to the base. I could see the camera crew moving around, adjusting the camera so that no detail of my claiming would remain uncaptured.

With his shaft fully hilted within me, and the sound of a camera slightly shifting focus, it hit me fully. I was really being bred, impregnated for an educational video. Thousands of people were going to watch this, my breeding, the claiming of my pussy by a bull, for many years to come. My pussy tensed involuntarily in perverse pleasure.

The bull shifted his hips around, trying to find the right angle, his thick shaft tilting around in the cunt he was going to thoroughly mark as his own. He had been struggling against the handlers, but as soon as he was able to dock himself inside of me he slowed down. He almost leisurely explored his property, grinding his shaft deeper and testing what felt best. For this moment, I was nothing but a warm, tight hole built for receiving his cum, and he was going to treat me as such.

I once again tried to leverage my body to achieve some friction, feeling terribly teased from an almost unmoving, throbbing shaft filling me and pressing up against my cervix. My shifting causes the bull to emphasize my complete submission, placing a firm hand down on my thigh to truly prevent me from moving. I can’t help but release another whimpering moan to be recorded for all to hear.

But that wasn’t the only sound for long. The bull suddenly raises his hips, his shaft glistening with my wetness, pulling out until just the glans is left inside of me and...

Plap.

The first real thrust slams down into me, the entire length of his cock and balls making a creamy slap as he slams all of his length into me. It knocks another whimper out of me. His hips raise again, his long, confident strokes seemingly signaling to all around that this was his breeder, and no one could take that away from him.

Plap. Plap. Plap.

He never pulled all the way out, always stopping right when the thick crown of the glans was just about to pop out again, before he’d claim his property once more. As with all bulls, there was no hope he would be doing anything but cumming deep, deep inside of you, leaving you full to the brim with as many babies as you could hold.

Plap. Plap. Plap.

His thrusts came faster and faster, almost mechanical in precision as he held me in place and used my hole as his warm, living fleshlight. I try to shift in angle, squirm, anything, but I knew this was going to happen on his terms. I moaned in perverse pleasure as I imagined what I looked like on camera, just a close view of my pussy and ass pointed at the sky as I’m used as a personal bull fuck toy. My cunt stretching wide to accept his girth, my ass jiggling as I’m made to take his pounding thrusts over and over again. I could hear the sound of my cunt, an embarrassingly loud, wet squelching that the camera was sure to record in detail. It was highlighted by the now rhythmic whines he was pounding out of me as I lost the control to stop myself. The thrusts start coming fast and firm as he prepared to fill me with babies…

Plap.

—Ah—

Plap.

—Ah—

Plap.

—Ah-h—

The camera crew was transfixed as the bull impales me with finality, warm balls pressed tight against my taint. I loll my head back, eyes unfocused, and slur out the only words I had said all day.

“Breed me— please— fill me with babies— ahh—“

I cum as his scrotum tenses, the first of many firm jets of cum planted deep inside of me. His hand presses me down firmly as I jerk and shudder from the orgasm, keeping me securely in place as he slowly pumps me with pulse after pulse of heavy, warm seed. The video captures every intimate detail of the insemination: the subtle movement of his balls emptying into me, the goosebumps on my asscheeks as I feel my womb slowly filling and ballooning with each thick pump, and the sound of the bull quietly huffing as he stays firmly hilted into me, to make sure the job is done.

The voice of the handler rings loud in the quiet, walking to the side of our joined bodies.

“The bull will want to remain locked like this for some time, it helps ensure pregnancy is achieved. Do not interrupt this process, he will dismount when he is ready.”

I feel the building pressure in my womb come to a stop as his pumps got smaller and smaller. I go limp as the orgasm leaves my body, and I try to relax into the feeling of being plugged tight. As he holds me down for another minute, I can’t help but think about how during these slow moments of film his seed was actively fertilizing me on camera: this was the exact moment of my impregnation.

After a minute or two, bull had started to soften within me, and suddenly his weight was gone as he pulled out his semi-erect, leaking cock. I felt the pressure lessen slightly in my womb as a thick bubble of excess cum pushes its way out of my cunt.

The exhausted bull was led out of the stall as the camera panned once again to the handler.

“As you can probably tell,” he chuckles, “it’s very unlikely that the breeding stock will be left unfertilized after a properly coordinated breeding session. But to assure a 100% chance of success, it is recommended to leave the breeder in the mating position for another hour or two.”

The camera pans back to me again, capturing my restrained body, gaping pussy still slowly bubbling cum, stomach bulging from my filled womb. The camera pans away as he enthusiastically reads the final lines of the script.

“Once you’re done with this final precaution: congratulations! You will have successfully bred your stock. Of course, this is only the first step, as the pregnancy will be a lengthy process, and you’ll want to be prepared beforehand in order to ensure the offspring will be properly nurtured throughout. We will be returning to this breeder over the coming months to record the pregnancy process for you all, and provide you with all the knowledge you’ll need to ensure large, healthy offspring. Thanks for watching the first installment: we’ll see you back here in a few months!”

[dumbbitchgalore]

Old Man!Price calling his young wife 'bunny' because she's so energetic and always wanting to him to fuck her into oblivion which just fuels her breeding kink even more.

[borealing]

HE SHOULD BE TUMBLRS SWEETHEART

[weaklittlefakeboy]

i’m thinking of a world where men entering adulthood are paired with women entering adulthood and symbolically enter manhood during a public claiming ceremony. during these ceremonies the woman is forced to lay spread eagled on a bed in the middle of an arena- ensuring her spread legs and pussy are able to be seen by everyone in the massive crowd. the man shows his dominance and superiority over the woman- who will become his wife- by fucking and impregnating her in front of their entire town.

you’re a trans man living in this society where this tradition is followed and today is your 20th birthday- you’re entering symbolic adulthood and your ceremony is today. though you perceive yourself as a man in every sense of the word and feel it deep in your soul- your small stature, delicate features, and most of all- bouncy b cup tits and pussy- define you as a woman in the eyes of everyone in your town.

womanhood and the ceremony where you will be fucked and bred are inescapable for you.

you stare blankly at the wall in front of you as your mom and sister fuss over your appearance- dressing you in the traditional ceremonial attire. you look towards the mirror and feel entirely disconnected from the image staring back at you. despite the short hair cut you gave yourself weeks ago- you are dressed in a delicate white sun dress and certainly look the part of the wife you will soon become.

your mom- who went through this ceremony like all women before her- cups your face and smiles “don’t be nervous my darling. it may hurt at first but entering womanhood and submitting to your husband is a beautiful thing. i’m so excited to spoil my grandbabies.” you flush at the reminder of your fate and stay silent. “come, it’s almost time.”

a line of older women who have already undergone the ceremony surround you and lead you in a slow walk through the long hallway leading into the breeding arena. as you walk closer, the noise of the crowd waiting excitedly grows louder. your ears ring with nervousness as you walk through the grand arch and take in the crowd before you. as you walk closer to the center you see the vague outline of your soon-to-be husband walking at a matching pace through the corresponding arch surrounded by men who smirk and shove him playfully towards the bed in the center of the room. the crowd goes crazy at the sight of the man and his new bride- leering and shouting obscenities that blend into one cacophony of noise.

��fuck her!” “make her scream!” “knock her up!”

as you and the man meet in the center of the arena- you get your first look at his face and gasp. your breeder is your childhood best friend, matthew. he was the one person you felt safe enough to admit your transness to. he had held your hand and reassured you through all the pain you felt growing up. and he… looked almost excited?

you took a step back but were shoved forward by your mother who looked at you reassuringly. the priest stepped forward and silenced the crowd with a raised hand. the new hush that fell over the mass of people was almost worse than the yelling. you took in the hungry eyes of the men in the stadium and the almost sympathetic looks from the women. you felt a deep shame and embarrassment that all of these people were about to watch you get impregnated- especially as you began to notice familiar faces. teachers, friends, family. you snapped out of your observations as the priest began to speak.

“we gather here today to witness the coming of age of this fine young man. matthew. here, in this sacred arena where many of you found yourselves not too long ago or will find yourselves soon- we will observe as matthew’s bride submits to his dominance and masculine superiority and becomes his woman and the mother of his offspring- which will become the new generation.” the crowd hums. the man turns towards matthew and his father. “men, prepare the bride.”

your heart pounds in your chest as the women who led you into the stadium excluding your mother- stride away from you. matthew comes towards you and grabs you by the chin- forcing you took up at him as he towers over you. “i’m so happy it was you” he says taking in your attire. “i can’t wait to show you how a real man treats his woman”

you barely have a moment to feel your betrayal before your dress is stripped from your body and you are thrown onto the bed. leaving you bare and exposed to the crowd. matthew doesn’t waste a moment- he gropes your chest, fondling one of your breasts and looking down at you with an unreadable expression. he trails his other hand down your trembling form- pausing at your flat stomach. “i’m going to make you swell with my children, and i won’t stop at one. i want a big family.” you whimper and try to push him off but your hands are pinned by two people behind you. you stretch your head back and flush when you see that they belong to your mother and matthew’s father.

“this is the undeniable place of a woman.” started the priest again as you began to weep “she lies, restrained, underneath the strong form of her man. notice, my people, how weak and fragile she appears under the strength of our young matthew. how he towers over her. the natural place of a woman is submission- while a man feels the urge to dominate and control.”

matthew’s hand makes its way down to your pussy and he wastes no time shoving a finger inside of your quivering hole, thumb playing with your clit. you moan against your will and he smirks. “you can deny you like this and struggle all you want, but your wet pussy, she doesn’t lie.” he began to finger fuck you fast and you throw your head back with unwilling ecstasy. the bed shifts beneath you as your former friend climbs onto the bed alongside you- stroking his growing cock. “i’m going to fuck you so hard, i’m going to make your brain melt and make you forget that you ever wanted anything other than this right here.” he curved his fingers and pressed on your g spot making you squeal femininely and arch your back obscenely. the crowd echoed with laughter that elevated your shame- though you were quickly losing your inhibitions as the pleasure grew stronger.

“look at this” he grabbed your chin once more, forcing you to look down this time. your mouth fell open as you gazed upon his long, thick cock that he rested over your stomach. how would that ever fit inside of you? “this is what real men have. they use it to fuck girls like you. you always whined and cried about how nobody would ever see you as a man- but how could they? look at your stupid little needy pussy weeping for my cock already. you can deny it but this pussy right here?” he slapped it making you gasp “was born for taking cock and receiving a man’s seed.“

he emphasized his point by lining up his cock, making your heart pound in anticipation, before slipping in in one long thrust that forced unimaginably embarrassing noises from your mouth. your eyes rolled back into your head as you were officially submitted. the crowd roared as matthew finally claimed you as his wife and the breeding ceremony began.

arms still restrained above your head, you gasped and moaned like a bitch as matthew began to fuck you. every thrust filled you with warmth and filthy filthy pleasure. “look at me bitch” matthew grunted. you opened your eyes and made eye contact with your husband. “you’re such a good girl. this is the rest of your life, whore. you’re going to give me so many children. you’ll be a good mother.”

matthew’s strong hands grabbed at your waist and he began to fuck you harder, lifting one of your legs over his shoulder. the change in angle had your eyes rolling into the back of your head and your jaw dropping. “oh oh oh my god” you moaned. your tongue fell out of your mouth as you felt unimaginable pleasure. you knew then that you had absolutely no power. your mom and matthew’s father kept your arms tightly restrained above your head, his masculine hands caressed your soon to be pregnant stomach, your tits bounced with every thrust of his hips against your ass. you were submitting to him entirely. the thought made you gasp and throw your head to the side.

“fuck yeah, uh. fucking bitch-“ you vaguely registered matthew’s words and opened your eyes to take in the crowd that was watching you be dominated so profusely. the men looked hungrily at your spread legs and fucked out pussy. even the priest looked at you and saw nothing but a woman being put in her place. not one of those hungry eyes were looking at your bouncing breasts and saw a man. matthew seemed to catch your line of thought and laughed as he thrusted in and out of your weeping pussy.

he let go of your lifted leg, resting it on his shoulder, and you were ashamed to say you made no effort to move- too lost in agonizing pleasure and an indescribable loss. he grabbed your throat and looked down at you again. “you’re a woman- MY woman. say it. say it and maybe i’ll let you come.”

“i- i’m your woman.” you gasped as he put more pressure on your neck.

“you were made for me, you will spread your legs for me at my every whim and carry my children. because that was what you were made for.”

he slapped your face and accentuated his words with a hard thrust. the pleasure was building even more now.

“i, oooh, was made for matthew, i will spread my legs for him at his every whim and carry his children. because that was what i was made for.”

“good girl” he said, you nodded and screamed with pleasure as he lifted both of your legs and spread them wide- jostling your whole body with a newfound vigor. “i’m gonna come inside you and make you a mommy, slut.”

those words alone made your back arch and toes curl as you came your brains out on his superior cock. your mind went blank with pleasure. but he wasn’t stopping. you didn’t even realize, but your arms were released from their hold as you climaxed. unrestrained, your arms unconsciously wrapped around your new husbands back as you shook and squealed and finally gave into your role.

“ahhhh, fuck me please keep fucking me. oh my God. please give me your babies i’ll be a good girl i promise please just keep going.” matthew laughed in your ear, the sound deep and full.

“whatever you say, wife.” he pushed your legs down and folded you into a mating press, fucking you hard and fast and- somehow- at the perfect angle. each and every thrust hit your g spot and another orgasm was coming on fast. you couldn’t control the noises that were coming out of your mouth- you scratched lines into your man’s back as the pleasure built up again. he moaned in your ear “i’m close, i’m gonna flood your womb with cum.”

you screamed louder than you’d ever screamed before as you felt your husbands cock twitch inside you and warm jets of cum shot straight into your fertile womb. this climax was even better than the previous and you lay there- the picture of womanliness and submission.

you barely registered your husband pulling out of your used pussy or your legs falling onto the mattress. you were completely fucked out. your tongue lolled to the side as you smiled slightly, eyes glazed over, legs twitching and cum slowly leaking out of you. distantly you heard matthew’s father joking with his son “i guess you really made her brain melt huh kid?”, your mother brushed your hair out of your face and whispered words of congratulations, the crowd cheered and chanted.

but all of that noise faded into the background as waves of pleasure ran through you. maybe being a woman wasn’t so bad after all.

[thesoftestbreeding]

Who needs pregnancy tests if we can just carelessly fuck raw until you can't button up your pants

[isochromatica]

Holding open a fakeboy's legs to point out her pretty pussy. Spreading her thighs to tease her until she's dripping. Forcing my fingers inside her holes. Feeling her tighten when I hit the right spot. Shoving my cock down her throat so she can't complain. Seeing the tears form in the corners of her eyes as she gags around it. Using her spit as lube to stick my cock inside her. Seeing the colour drain from her face when I cum inside. Poor girl won't be able to hide what she is for much longer -- the bump's going to start showing soon.