xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

Sitting in class and all I can think about is holding a tboy down and breeding his boycunt. Just absolutely railing him, biting his neck and telling him how good he's taking it and how he's such a good little toy. Whisper into his ear when I cum inside him just to remind him that he's such a good a stress reliever for tgirls like me <3

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

When he comes inside but doesn't pull out and stays in you so long he gets hard again and fucks you full of more and more of his cum >>>>

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

Breed me? 🥺 grab me and stuff me full? 🥺🥺 make me all swollen w your young? 🥺🥺🥺 use bunny all day till I'm swollen w your cum? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

When I say "make me" I mean wrestle me to the ground with all of your strength and force me to comply. I mean pin me down with a boot on my neck, unable to move. I'm fighting back and scrabbling at you helplessly, but it doesn't matter. You tug down my pants roughly and wedge your hands between my legs, forcing them apart, then laugh mockingly. "This is the kind of shit that gets you off, huh?" And I spit out a "fuck you, asshole." (Or something along that line.) As a response, you slide two fingers into me and I let out a mewl of outrage, my struggles faltering for a moment. You sigh. "All mutts are the same once I find their bitch button."

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

good sex starts with me confusedly asking "did you drug me?"

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

listen I’m just saying if someone WERE to kidnap me and turn me into a personal fucktoy I JUST THINK I would be really really good at it

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

Hide & seek but I fuck you wherever I find you.

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

i need a degree of attention that literally just doesn’t even exist

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

you have gross perverted thoughts about me?? that's so sweet

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

I love being a lightweight because I can get wasted from just one drink and sooo needy <3

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

I call myself a soft dom until I find a big-eyed puppy boy in heat, and suddenly I'm abusing that boypussy till I can see his tears dripping down his face while fucking him from behind

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

imagine one of these nerdy stores, you know, where you might find videogames, trading cards, anime merch... and among other things, a figurine section. different styles, different characters, some figurines made to look cute, some to look cool, others obviously meant to be sexy.

among them, a tiny, bound and gagged, forced to stay in the pose it's been put in, most of their body exposed. their outfit, which doesn't cover much, is a bit humiliating for them— but not as much as being forced to stay there and endure the people browsing the shop.

some don't really react— missing them completely, or only sparing them a glance as they look around the shelves, not giving it much thought. it feels quite demeaning to see how little they mean— just a product among many others, not even deserving to be acknowledged, and unable to do anything about it. it makes them feel really small; well, that and the fact that, from their position on the shelf, and with their impaired mobility, they can't even see those people's faces most of the time; forced to stare at their shirt as they consider the massive size difference between them.

but of course, this is still the best situation the tiny can hope for. the other possibility is that people do react, stopping in front of their shelf to look at them; some staying at their full height, unknowingly overwhelming the tiny with how big they are; others bending down, their huge face filling the tiny's vision, fully displaying their feelings as they stare at their forcingly exposed body: curiosity, interest, amusement, lust, or a mix thereof, depending on the person.

but that's not all that can happen. because for some goddamn reason, the store the tiny wound up in doesn't bother locking their figurines behind glass; so anyone can just grab them if they are so enclined. and grab them they do. along with poke them, run fingers all over their body, turn them around to look at them from every angle, fondle parts of their body between their fingers, pass them from person to person so everyone in a group can get a good look at them all the while commenting on that interesting novelty figurine— it's not every day you see a tiny used for that, after all.

unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, their rarity means that their price tag is quite high; and so people always end up putting them down after having had their fun. the tiny doesn't want to become the property of any of these people, but everytime, they have to wonder: would it be worse to be bought than to stay here, and be left to endure the same treatment from the next person that comes in?

well. does their answer really matter? after all, they do not have a say.

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

Currently stuck on the idea of someone so obsessed with me they can't help themselves and kidnap me because they know they can train me to be perfect for them <3

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

I need to be called “kiddo”, “little one/little man”, “champ”, “bud”, etc. while I’m being stretched out on cock that’s too big for me n whimpering about how little I am n how I can’t take it ;w;

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

Do I really even gotta say it?? I feel like everyone else has worded it so well already but it can’t be said enough times.

If you’re under 18?? Don’t interact with 18+ spaces. I completely understand being curious, I was a teenager once too. But to actively engage with kink accounts and lie about your age?? Gods.

This isn’t just about comfortablility. It’s about your safety and ours. Minors dont need to be in these spaces, they don’t need to be interacting with adults. It’s not safe. And the fact that you can’t a few months until you are old enough to interact here?? Just proves you’re not mature enough for this community.

It might seem like no big deal, it’s so easy to lie online right?? But it’s fucked up. It messes with peoples spaces, their trusts, their comfortability. And you’re putting yourself in a space that you’re not ready for, and no I do not care if you’re “mature for your age” you don’t need to be in this space. Sometimes in life we just have to accept “this isn’t for me.” And move on. This space isn’t made and curated for you. Just please, stop trying to grow so fast. Respect peoples boundaries. Don’t invade spaces that aren’t made for you.

My head is pounding rn bc I had the absolute worst day so this is probably a mess, but I really hope the general message was coherent and understandable. Just don’t lie about your age, and stay out of adult space, okay? Adults deserve to have a space to interact with eachother without worrying about you. And maybe that’s harsh or mean or whatever but it’s the truth.

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

I wish my friends were pocket sized cause when I’m sad I could put them in my pocket and feed them little piece of cheese and crackers and take them on adventures and I think it’d be really hard to be sad then.

[xxxdumbpuppyboyxxx]

Hey can’t stress this enough, if you are under the age of 18 do not interact w my blog and ESPECIALLY do not message me. Go flirt and talk about your sexual/romantic interests with SOMEONE YOUR OWN AGE.

Reminder that while I pretend to be a “kid” because I enjoy the vulnerability of age play that me and my all my partners are GROWN ADULTS and do not consent to interaction from minors in this kink centered space.