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A letter to his Majesty, the king

Good afternoon, highness. we hail you from the forest beyond your eastern border, the very same that you wish to conquer and expand into. You may have heard us, but never believed us anything more than a pack of average wolves, only a few strong and nothing that your forces couldn’t handle. 

You sent a hunting party to remove us and claim this land as your own, you may remember. Five strong men and women, lead by your handsome son, the prince. I worry for the safety of your kingdom, if these were your best soldiers. I mean no offense, highness, they were skilled. But not so skilled to be any match for us. 

Worry not, they are safe, and we have taken them off your hands. Five strong men and women with the bite of a werewolf clamped around their shoulder and their first transformation in the coming nights. they have found true purpose with us, and the wolf blood freshly running through their veins will help us expand our territory and protect our home. Their loyalty is no longer with you. 

Oh, and your son, the darling prince. Worry not, we have spared him the fate of the wolf. You will never see his handsome features contorted with wolf ish charm. No, we all decided he was much too sweet as he was. Your perfect prince is our pet, his soft skin gleaming in our fire lit dens as he curls up in our laps. He has an extraordinary talent for flexibility, I myself have taken him with his left foot on the floor and his right laid over my shoulder, and his hole clamping around my large, werewolf knot with ease. he’s impressive, and he continues to prove it. You’ve trained him well; his endurance is incredible.  He takes cock for hours and hours on end and even tied to a knot will still rock his hips and use every other part of his body to pleasure as many of his pack as possible. his mouth, highness, is far more precious than anything in your treasury. he has skill beyond anything we’ve ever seen. 

Do not dream of rescuing your kingsmen, nor your son, highness. Your soldiers have a higher purpose under the moonlight now, the forest is in their blood. they will never return to the hollow halls of a castle. and your prince will never again be satisfied without being bloated with wolf cock and bathed in wolf cum. Your prince belongs to us, highness. Any rescue party you send will only join our ranks under the moon and stuff him with their knots themselves. 

With honor and thanks for both the soldiers and the toy, 

The chief of werewolves and breeder of the prince

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cw: heavy degradation, like much more than usual

oh angel you're just a hole built to take cocks arent you? some boys were made to be cocksleeves, and i can tell all you ever think about is how to get my cock in that needy boycunt, isn't it darling? cant do anything unless you've been properly used that day, your little fuckhole always soaking wet. i know its hard for sextoys to think, so just give up trying and spread those legs for me. thats such a good whore, god look how badly you need this. your cunt is clenching around nothing and dripping on my sheets. tell me how much you want this, beg for me to use you the way you were meant to be. beg for me to slide my cock in all the way to the base and pummel that breeding hole. we both know this is your purpose, so don't be ashamed, just be a good boy and beg.

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Fantasizing about someone using me as a literal fleshlight.. doesn't matter whether I'm awake or asleep or half-conscious, whether I want it or not, they could just lay my small body over theirs, slide into me and use my holes to jerk off by casually lifting me up and down on their cock <3

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I LOVE ur blog perhaps thru penetration? giant or smth their cock so long it slides clean thru ur guts an out ur mouth an used like a fleshlight. A giant with his hand around ur midsection sliding u up an down his shaft dragging u down until the head of his cock protrudes from ur lips, drooling his pre before he shoots cum frm ur mouth an after it cums ur left hanging from his dick. One day finds a lady friend an uses u as his dick, stuffing u inside the giants cunt until it shoots cum thru u

There’s been a strong of all-the-way-through asks in my inbox so far, so I’m already in the mood for talking about it.~

Of course, a giant coming across a weakling little human in the woods is going to want to put that human to use, and I’m no exception. I think the giant that grabs me around the waist is planning to eat me, at first, struggling in his grip as he clumsily pulls off my clothes with his oversized fingers...but then he lowers me to his crotch, and I understand. He pulls his half-hard cock out of his pants, and strokes it a few times; I watch in horror as it grows, and grows, until it’s more than half-again as long as my entire body.

He pays no mind to my frantic escape attempts as he pulls my thighs apart and lowers me onto his tip, which is already dripping precum. I’m thankful for that much, at least, as he rubs it up against my exposed ass before yanking me onto his hard-on. I arch my back and scream, unused to the stretch, the pain, the fullness - but then I simply go limp, my mind blanking out with the incredible combination of pain and pleasure that rampages across my entire being. He pushes me slowly onto his cock, taking his time with rearranging my guts, and I feel my entire body molding to fit his shape. He pulls me down until I feel my throat stretching open, wider than it’s ever stretched before, and feel my jaw open impossibly to accompany the head of the cock that slides out of my mouth, making a mixture of precum and drool slide down my chin.

It doesn’t seem like anything is broken, and I’m still alive - but I can’t decide whether that’s a blessing or a curse, especially when he grips my midsection to start dragging me up and down the length of his shaft, and I’m greeted with the unpleasant sensation of every single one of the nerves in my guts being stimulated all at once. To my incredible discomfort, there’s a part of my brain that lights up with an inexplicable pleasure. Sure, getting my ass rawed feels good, but this is way beyond anything that my body should ever experience - way, way beyond. Still, there are reluctant, muffled groans struggling to escape my blocked airway as I feel my entire body get fucked essentially from the inside out.

He speeds up, my unwilling cocksleeve of a self making obscene noises the entire time, and his grip tightens painfully on me until I feel my entire form pulse along with his cock, his seed spilling onto the ground beneath him as he pleasures himself with my warm, wet body. I hope that he’ll take mercy on me, that he’ll allow me to leave - but no such luck, and I’m simply left dangling uselessly from his body while he goes soft again.

I think getting used to masturbate with is the worst of it, but one day I meet the sensation of being suffocated half-to-death inside of a giantess while the giant wearing me fucks her, and I realize that I prefer the giant jacking off - I think they both like my struggling, though, which means that I’m not going to get away from only being essentially used as a sensation enhancement anytime soon.

That’s just my life for a while. my vision is always obscured by the head of the cock out in front of me, and I don’t get to choose when I breathe sometimes...but, after long enough...

It starts to feel...really good.

Good enough that I don’t know if I want to go back to my old life.

Good enough that I don’t want it to stop.

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just imagining myself as a big sexy werewolf, imagining knotting the shit out of someone and going about my night tied together, hunting, etc, with an absurdly swollen womb, unwillingly servicing my cock

Wouldn’t that be a fun night~

You just get to have some beautiful little sweetheart dangling off of your cock for the entire evening, keeping you warm. Your knot makes sure that your seed stays in, their round middle bulging with your claim of their body, swaying back and forth with your movements - but it doesn’t make them heavy enough to slide off of you. Maybe you scored a cutie with long eyelashes and gorgeous eyes that reflected the moonlight so prettily when they widened with frightened awe - and arousal - at the sight of you, but none of that mattered in the end, because you really just needed a body to use. Whether or not they wanted it in the beginning, they can’t even try to run away from you now, so whether those little breathless noises they’re making are distress or pleasure, it’s not their choice. It never really was their choice, anyway - they were right there, in your territory, and you just happened to need a warm, tight hole. Since you’re so much bigger and stronger than any human, they couldn’t have done anything to resist you.

So, they get the honor of servicing you with their body even though you didn’t bother asking, womb swollen with a ridiculous amount of cum, making them whimper pathetically as you go about the rest of your night. Hunting is a little more difficult than usual because of your cocksleeve’s whining, but you still manage; territory patrol, on the other hand, is much more entertaining. With as powerful as a werewolf as you are, you hardly get anyone bothering you, so it’s boring most nights - but not tonight. You have the tip of your cock buried in a poor, helpless human’s womb, every single drop of your seed locked into them and practically guaranteed that they’re knocked up.

Not like they had a choice in the matter. :)

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i gotta say,, i am an absolute whore for all-the-way cocksleve action. the whole idea of an impossibly huge monster shoving you on their cock— far enough so that the head pokes out of ur mouth— and jerks you up and down relentlessly is just,,, ghegagegrgeg and imagine a spitroast of sorts where ur dragged from one cock directly onto the next like oh my god !! im going insnae

I mean, if there's a group of big monsters using some pathetic human for pleasure, it stands to reason that there's gonna be a bunch that want to take turns, right?

Getting worked down on the first of those too-long cocks would be a painful experience, certainly, but it's not like I can fight back against something big enough to use me as a fleshlight. All I can do is whine and moan until my voice is silenced by the cock that slides up my throat and out of my mouth, dripping precum, slimy with my own juices. A single hand around my midsection makes it easy for the first monster to rut into me, relishing the way my tight body wraps around the entirety of his shaft, and it doesn't take him long to cum, spurting thick ropes that I don't even get the honor of tasting. I'm not a receptacle for seed - I'm just there for use.

The next of the group reinforces that notion by resting the head of his cock against the head of the first. I don't even get a break, a chance to take a breath, before a new cock is sliding into my mouth, across my tongue and down my throat. I just get dragged right from one cock onto the next, the head coming out of my ass this time. It's slightly easier, now that I've been at least a little stretched out, but it's still a painful and uncomfortable experience - despite the unfortunate amount of pleasure being forced upon me. There's still stimulation involved for my small, helpless body, and that's not something I can avoid when my entire system is stuffed full of inhuman cock.

The pattern just continues - the next, and the next, and the next. I don't even deserve the privilege of tasting their cum or feeling it fill me; I'm not a creature capable of dignity, to them. I'm just a meat-toy that's warm and tight and twitches around them in a way that enhances their experience, regardless of if this should ever be something the human body has to endure. It's not like they care about whether or not a toy can endure something. Toys aren't necessarily made to be broken, but if one breaks, so what? They can just replace it. For the time being, though, they're perfectly happy to have a toy capable of withstanding the rough play they enjoy so much.

At one point, there's a pair that wants to use me at the same time. Instead of having one cock spearing all the way through, I'm forced to put up with two cocks - one into my mouth, and one buried in my guts. They meet somewhere in the middle, and then just jerk me back and forth, growling in pleasure and rubbing against each other. I can hardly breathe, my eyes rolled back in my head, my body limp, my holes clenching around the new input. At least I finally get the honor of their seed, ballooning my midsection and making me hang heavily from the cocks flossing through me. The salty, bitter, musky taste when the one in my mouth pulls out is a welcome change from the monotony of skin and scales, but it's not like it's any better. That, and it just makes the next use in line worse - gravity pulls on me more harshly, my belly jiggling, and it just adds to the overwhelming sensations I'm being put through.

They don't care if I'm overwhelmed, though. They made that obvious when the head of the first cock slid out of my mouth.

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your dragon boyfriend doesn't have a "human form." he's a big ass dragon, and he loves you more than any gold. he rescued you from some knights who wanted to use you, and now he keeps you safe and fed and happy. his cock is far too big, so at night he bites his claws down smooth, puts a finger inside you and fucks you so good with it, licking you, unable to stop the steam that comes out of his nose when he breathes in your smell. then you curl up to the soft scales of his chest. now you're never cold, and you're always safe.

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A Failed Assassination

Male Yandere Alien x Gender Neutral Human Reader (CW: Noncon, inhuman genitals, slightly masochist yandere, alien yandere, general yandere behavior, stalking, kidnapping, physical violence in self defense, ship to ship destruction, cock warming, biting, defiant reader, bratty reader) Word Count: 3k (I hope you guys like this one, I worked pretty hard on it. I hope the defiant reader is a fun change of pace.)

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Something that i love about monstrous non-con scenarios is a level of power that allows the monster to dominate you while behaving romantically and sweet even while effortlessly restraining and preventing any attempt at escape. Like beating your hands against a monstrous chest that simply purrs with laughter and then holds your hands, not even tightly and yet completely able to hold you at arms length-or wrap you in a suffocating hug no matter how you scream or bite or kick. Perhaps it nuzzles or kisses you or compliments you as you slowly weaken in your attempts to escape. A monster restraining you with tendrils or tentacles, forcing your head back and mouth open with the tendrils but keeping them only just hooked inside the mouth instead of penetrating into your throat, then just kissing you lovingly, growling with pleasure if you bite it, simply treating your ferocious attempts to escape as playful or pleasurable flirting A vampire or entity with hypnotic powers simply controlling your body or mind, playful, loving, even as you scream and writhe mentally or magically. It is fully aware of your attempts to escape, but merely plays the part of a passionate and gentle lover. Not necessarily because it loves you, but because it is powerful enough to do so without experiencing any risk of pain or loss. A beastperson holding you in its lap, fucking you gently as you cry and whimper, holding you around your waist with your hands pinned to the side, nibbling your neck playfully and telling you how beautiful you are as if you aren't screaming epitaphs or begging to be released

Getting tied to or restrained by magic or some kind of tentacle on a bed, splayed out for the taking, only for the monster to take its time in gently stroking, kissing you, whispering your name, putting a ring on your finger, talking to you as if you are holding a loving conversation despite the gag or tendril covering your mouth. For myself, I like these to be purposeful displays of power, not delusion on the part of the monster. It doesn't think you are in love with it or is it legitimately justifying its behavior as romantic. It knows exactly what its doing and its effect on you. non con power dynamics with an aesthetic of romance my BELOVED

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Your alien owner takes you shopping

General Plot: After having a nice dinner with friends, your alien owner takes you shopping

Hesian Alien (unnamed) x female reader

🌶️ NSFW MASTERPOST 🌶️

Word Count: 2k

W: human cocksleeve, noncon, overstim, mind breaking, public exposure and petification, dollification, nsfw alien smut, i would consider this whole series kind of hardcore fyi

“And then…the bastard filled the whole thing with eggs and took off. We never saw him again!” 

Everyone at the table laughed, including the Hesian, making you bounce up and down on his cock. He’d taken you harnessed to him, to meet some friends and you found that a few of them had their own cocksleeves of varying species strapped to them.

It was a trend. The other ones looked just as dazed as you felt, stretched over the giant alien’s phalluses with different types of gags. One was some kind of rod and the other was just a tape stuck to her face. Apparently the aliens that dominated space were the big ones and the cocksleeves were the small ones like you. 

At the tail end of the furry alien’s story the meal was served and a steaming dish was placed in front of the Hesian. Your mouth watered, even though the food looked strange to you. The table got quiet as people dug in until casual conversation started up again. You pitifully watched him raise spoonfuls of delicious food over your head into his mouth. 

“So…how’s the new cocksleeve?” a hairy alien with big tusks asked the Hesian, glancing down at you. 

He smiled, swallowing a bite of his food and patted you absently on the head. 

“She’s amazing,” he said, “tight, wet, perfect. You should get one!” 

“What species is that?” he asked. 

“Human,” he said, “she seems pretty docile so far. The drugs haven’t worn off her yet, so I’ll find out if she needs any more training.” 

Another cocksleeved alien at the table snorted. 

“Just keep 'em strapped and they don’t cause problems,” he said, “they get into trouble if they’re under supervised. Plus, they like to watch us do stuff, it amuses them.” 

The female strapped to him’s eyes were glossed over and her head lolled to the side. You had no way to know, but the bundle of nerves that equated to her clit was inside of her and as she bounced on her owner’s cock she was in a near constant state of orgasm, hence her drooling.

“It’s pretty small,” a horned alien said through a bite of some kind of soup, “you didn’t want a bigger one?” 

He looked down at you and you drew your brow a little at being called little. They were all massive! 

“She’s pocket sized,” he chuckled, pinching your cheeks with his big hands. 

Without thinking he reflexively thrust up inside you, making you whimper. 

“Aww, she’s cute,” the furry alien said, “what would you say if I wanted to buy her off ya?” 

The Hesian turned you protectively to the side. 

“No, she’s special,”  he said, brushing a hand over your breast, “I picked her for a reason. You’ll have to find another one.” 

The other alien snorted and raised a hand in silent retreat. 

When he was almost done with his meal he popped the gag off of your mouth and fed you. The drugs were wearing off of you so you could swallow the small morsels of food he put in your mouth. You still had the electrical collar on your neck and he had the remote, so you didn’t try and bite his fingers. As soon as he was sure you were full he gagged you again. 

Saying goodnight to his friends after another hour of conversation, the two of you set off down the busy corridor. You whimpered everytime someone bumped into your naked body, even though The Hesian did his best to keep you protected. 

He appeared to be doing some casual shopping, stopping at different stalls in the part of the market that was open air and picking things up, looking at them, and putting them down again. 

All the while, the drugs were wearing off and your ability to move returned. Only you were tied up and gagged so you weren’t going anywhere anyway. It was almost better when you were drugged because now you squirmed and twisted, only driving his cock deeper into you. 

The Hesian stopped suddenly with something in his hand and shuddered as you shifted. 

“Oh yeah, cocksleeve, just like that,” he groaned, bracing himself against the counter for a second before straightening and continuing on. He absently fingered one of your nipples, as you bounced on his cock. 

“You were a good purchase,” he said, pleased with the way your body squeezed his shaft. 

It had become popular for spacers like him to carry little pets around to keep them company and amuse them on the long journeys they took and the Hesian was no different. He planned on buying you everything you needed before he took another job and left the station for a few weeks in empty space. 

He ducked into a store and you tried to focus, but you were constantly being edged. Occasionally, he would slip his hand down and play with your nipples or clit, bringing you up. Then he would get distracted by some bauble and his hand would drift away. You were desperate for his touch and release. 

You weren’t entirely aware of what was going on around you and were dragged to attention by the store owner. 

“Cute cocksleeve,” he said, “looking for some accessories for her?” 

“Yeah, some toys and some decorations,” he said, “I’m going to be in space for two weeks, so I want enough stuff to keep me entertained.” 

The salesman, who was an insectoid alien with mandibles and just as tall as your owner, led your him to a display of chains and feathers and sequins…all sorts of things. 

“These are nice for a mammal like yours,” he said, pulling something off the wall and holding it up, “do you mind?” 

He asked your owner for permission before he applied whatever it was. Your owner waved him on and the salesman fastened sparkly nipple clamps with a gold chain between them to your tits. There was a pretty pink gem hanging in the middle. You moaned loudly at the pressure and couldn’t stop from writhing on his shaft. 

Your owner groaned a little and chuckled. 

“I think she likes those,” he said. 

He flicked one and you writhed some more, pleasing him. He grabbed the chain, jerking it forward and stretching your tits out, making you whimper. 

“Yeah, we’ll get these for sure, what else have you got?” 

“You’ll have to unstrap her for a moment for this,” he said, “but it’s worth it trust me.” 

Your owner carefully loosened you and you were grateful for the reprieve on your sensitive cunt. 

That didn’t last for long as the salesman took you from his hands, your arms still tied behind your back and your legs still folded up and laid you face down on the table. Your face was smashed against the cold counter, your nipples hard, pinched by the clamps. You bit down on the gag in your mouth, moaning absently. 

“We have a number of anal plugs available,” he said as he pulled out a case of them. 

“How do they work?” the Hesian asked, picking one with a jewel on the back up and examining it. 

The salesman parted your ass cheeks and prodded your ass hole with a stiff, jointed finger, the cold chitin tip sinking in a few knuckles and he wiggled it around. You squealed and writhed at the rough intrusion, but your owner just patted your head to soothe you. 

“I don’t think this part is self lubricating,” he said, “so you’ll need to get some lube as well, every purchase comes with a free bottle. You’ll probably need more for a long trip.”

He held up a sample bottle and squirted some casually on your ass hole, rubbing it around, while he propped your cheeks open with the large fingers of one hand. 

“This hole is usually quite a bit smaller and tighter,” he said, “so the key is finding the right size. You have to start small and work your way up for the best results. Put your fingers inside of her to feel what I mean.” 

Your owner shoved a few fingers inside, waiting for the demonstration. 

The salesman, grabbed a plug he thought would be an appropriate size and worked it into your asshole. He wasn’t rough, but he was persistent, screwing it in. Then he pulled it in and out a few times to get a reaction out of you. 

“Do you feel that?” he asked, looking at your owner, who wiggled his fingers around in you, smiling. 

“She’s clenching up nicely,” he said. 

You tensed, squealing and thrashing, but your pussy flooded. Finally he shoved the whole plug in making you drool a little on the counter. 

“I really like the way it looks,” your owner said, prying your asscheeks apart to get a better view. 

“We have several styles available in her size,” he said, and they ignored you for a moment, driving you mad when the Hesian pulled his fingers out of you leaving you unsatisfied. While he looked through the options, tears leaked down your cheeks watching him considering each one. He chose another one with a large pink flower on it that matched the gag. 

“Excellent,” said the salesman, “I suggest you keep it in her to get her used to it. The sooner you stretch her the sooner you can size up. Eventually you may even be able to fuck that hole.” 

“Really?” the Hesian said, sounding interested, “hmmm…then let’s get the first three sizes. I’m not sure when I’ll be back this way.” 

The salesman popped out the sample buttplug and worked in the one the Hesian planned on buying, while you squirmed underneath him, so wound up you couldn’t think. You needed release desperately. 

 “While you’ve got her here, do you want to try some vibrators? They’re good for keeping her full when she can’t be strapped to you.” 

“Yeah, that sounds good,” he agreed.

“We need to keep you busy when I’m not around, don’t we?” he said in a baby voice, patting your ass cheek. 

The salesman pulled out one that was as thick as the Hesian’s cock and pink with a little arm curving around the front at the base. 

“This is a good starter model,” he said, “it’s designed for human anatomy.” 

He started it up and it pumped it inside of you, working it in. The little arm landing right on your clit, flicking it mercilessly. You were strung so tight you came in a massive rush, squirting slick out of the sides of the dildo, getting some on the saleman’s hand.

He chuckled and wiped it off with a rag, before continuing, the thing still going inside of you, tormenting your now oversensitive clit and cunt.  You writhed wildly, squealed and whimpered, trying to escape the stimulation, finally being thrown into another orgasm, this one longer and tapering, making your eyes cross. You drooled around your gag in your mouth and cried. 

“As you can see, they work pretty well to keep them occupied. Just strap her to something and stick it in her and she’ll be good for a couple of hours.” 

The Hesian gave it a couple of test pumps to see your reaction and all you could was wail louder. He smiled at you and pat you on the head. “Do you like that little cocksleeve?” he asked and you shook your head rapidly, but he didn’t seem to understand or care, glancing back up before he could even see you make the motion. 

They spoke for a moment, haggling over prices and the salesman showing him some other things, leaving you sprawled on the table with the dildo running inside of you. You were cumming in an endless stream, one bleeding into the next. It was absolute torture and your brain was slowly breaking from pleasure. 

“I’ll just package this up,” the salesman said, suddenly sliding it out of you, a wave of slick following it and splashing on the counter. You went limp, totally spent, your body trembling and tingling.

To your dismay, after the Hesian paid, the storekeeper helped strap you back to him, only this time with the plug in your ass. You just lolled and drooled on his cock, unable to do anything else, your pussy and tits oversensitive and your ass stuffed. 

The salesman chuckled and tapped your nose. 

“I think we tired the little thing out,” he said. 

“Yeah, me too,” the Hesian agreed, “better head back to the ship.”

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Meeting your alien owner

General Plot: You're being purchased from an alien shop and being inspected,

This is a random thought I had and actually has two other parts...Your alien owner takes you shopping, and Your alien owner takes you home, that I'm not sure if I am going to post 😳

Alien Owner (Unnamed) x female reader

Word Count: 2.5K

W: uh...um...there's a lot going on in this, very noncon, human cocksleeve, drugging, vaginal sex, petification, bondage, SIZE DIFFERENCE, brain breaking and overstimulation, smut, exhibitionistic

“Why don’t you take a look at this specimen,” the smarmy alien said, guiding his customer to your display. He glanced up at you for only a second to make sure you weren’t making an ugly face, before gesturing to your body, which was tied spread eagle to a stand that said “SPECIAL: Human Female- 30% off” in Galactic Standard.

The salesman, who was massive, maybe ten feet tall and covered in hard brown scales, parted your folds with fat fingers and rubbed your clit. 

“This species is self lubricating,” he explained, “you just press this button here and they produce a fluid. Some clients have said they enjoy the flavor and scent.” 

You tried to will yourself not to respond, but you whimpered anyway. It would go better for you if you were still. Not that you could say anything, you had a ball gag shoved in your mouth to display how wide your jaw could open. 

The alien customer, a brawny Hesian with red, scaled skin and four gold eyes, looked you up and down. His long, powerful tail flicked back and forth as he considered you. He was just as massive as the salesman, maybe even a few inches bigger, and much firmer.

The salesman had a bit of pudge around his thick waist, while the Hesian’s strong, sinewy muscles pressed against the tight fabric of his shirt. You would have thought him handsome, if he wasn’t eyeing you like meat and terrifyingly ten feet tall with massive, sharp teeth. 

“What do these do?” he asked, roughly grabbing your breast with his strong hand and fondling it.

He pressed your nipple with his thumb, rubbing it to feel the texture. He thought these little brown nubs on your chest were a little strange, but intriguing.  

“Humans are mammals,” the shopkeeper explained, “They have breasts to nourish young with a milk they produce. It’s also worth mentioning they are universal breeders. You can cross them with just about anything and get a hybrid, as long as it’s small enough to fit in their womb.” He also grabbed a breast, squeezing it absently. 

“They’re very luxurious,” he said, “their milk is rich.” 

The Hesian didn’t seem moved by the salesman’s smooth words.  

“Why’s it on sale?” he asked, bending over to examine between your legs. 

He pushed a finger inside of you and prodded your pussy a bit, before touching your clit, experimentally while it was still jammed into you. He was surprised to find that in fact you were moist and wet inside and getting wetter as he played with the little nub. You whimpered and shuddered as he stimulated you, getting needy for release. Pulling his finger out, he tasted it, pleased, you did actually taste very good. 

“This specimen, unfortunately, is the runt of the shipment we received,” the salesman explained, brushing off a bit of dust that was clinging to you. 

“I think she’s the prettiest one, personally,” he said, “but all anyone cares about is size these days, so you're in luck. If you buy her today I’ll give you an additional 10% off!”

The alien glanced around the store thoughtfully, his finger on his chin, as if he were comparing you to the other specimens. There were aliens of all species, all small and defenseless, secured to stands like yours. 

“I wasn’t really looking for a breeder,” he said, “but it wouldn’t be a bad feature. Can I test her out?” 

The salesman rubbed his hands and nodded eagerly. A trial run almost always led to a sale. 

“Of course, sir! I’ll just pull her down for you, it will take only a moment,” 

Another salesperson led the Hesian to a room, while the large, alien salesman wrestled you down from the display. You’d learned to be meek. There was an electric collar on your neck that they would use to punish you if you resisted. 

He didn’t let your feet touch the floor, draping you over his arm like a coat. They also gave you muscle relaxers to keep you from damaging yourself, struggling. 

“Be a good girl,” he cooed, petting you, “if we don’t sell you soon, I’ll have to give you to the meat market.” 

You gulped, whimpering. You had almost no control over whether you were a good girl or not. You were drugged and gagged, the most you could do was whimper and whine. 

“Keep in mind,” the shopkeeper said as he casually reattached you to another frame, this one in the private room, “she’ll be more lively once you get her home. We keep them sedated for display purposes.”

The Hesian looked taken aback. 

“She’s not feral is she? I don’t want to spend a million credits on drugs,” he grunted. 

The salesman gave him a wide smile. 

“Of course not, sir, the rigors of shipping and packaging just stress the specimens out,” he said, “after an adjustment period she’ll be perfectly docile in your home or ship.” 

When he was satisfied you were attractively displayed, your legs open, so your pussy was elevated and visible, he gave the Hesian a bow. 

“I’ll leave you to it, please just call if you need any help operating her,” he said. 

Alone, you panted worried what the alien would do to you. He examined you slowly, seemingly trying to figure out where to start. 

He wrapped his thick hand around your neck and squeezed. 

“It’s so small,” he murmured, “hmmm.”

He went on exploring, running his hands down your skin. He touched every limb and inspected the flesh as if he was looking for imperfections. He carded your hair, finding it pleasant to touch. 

“Soft,” he commented. 

When he got to your breasts he played with them, pulling the nipples to stretch them out. 

“These are so interesting,” he said to himself. 

He groped them, deciding if he liked the feel. After a  moment, he folded himself down and suckled on a nipple, making your pussy leak involuntarily and your channel flutter around emptiness. HIs sharp teeth made you shiver as they brushed your skin. He leaned back and pinched both nipples a few times. 

“I guess this is where the milk comes from,” he said, “but not yet.” 

He cupped your breasts and squeezed them in his big hands. 

“They do feel nice,” he said. 

You let out an unintended moan as he absently rolled your nipples between his thick fingers, considering how he felt about them. 

He glanced between your legs to see the shining evidence of your arousal and looked like he’d discovered something fascinating.

“He didn’t say those worked too,” he said. 

Dropping down to his knees, he lined his face right up with your cunt, examining it. Slipping a finger inside he felt around, thrusting a few times to get it covered in lubrication. He peeled your lips back, trying to remember where the button he was supposed to push was to make you produce more. He wondered which buttons worked best, your nipples or your clit.  

With a bit of prodding he found it, circling with his thick digit. 

To your shame, your pussy let out a wave of fluid, dripping on the floor. He curiously dipped his head down and drew a long lick over your slit, to lap it up. Losing himself for a minute in the flavor his long, split tongue snaked its way up your channel, gathering up as much as he could.

You whimpered and whined at the invasion, his finger still rubbing your clit, driving you towards your release. He chuckled, looking over you with sparkling eyes. 

“Sensitive,” he laughed, “I wonder if you cum like we do, I forgot to ask the sales guy.” 

It was obvious you were building to something, the way you writhed underneath him, barely able to move but your face flushed with pleasure. So he continued, rubbing your clit and licking the juices you released. 

The orgasm blossomed against your will, pushing your eyes back in your head and making you let out a long, high pitched moan before you went limp. Slick gushed from your pussy, drenching the Hesian’s chin and he pulled back, amused, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He stuck his fingers back in your channel to test it out, pressing against the tender flesh inside. 

“I bet you feel amazing,” he said, softly sounding a little dazed. 

He eagerly unfastened his pants and your eyes widened at the massive cock that popped out, slapping against his firm abdominal muscles. It was much darker red than his skin and stiff veins snaked up the side. The head was broad and bulbous and you whimpered, unsure it would fit in you if that’s where he intended to put it. 

Precum collected on the tip, and he ran his hand over the head, rubbing it around. He stroked it a bit with his meaty fist, following your wide eyes. 

“You’ve never seen anything like this before, have you, little one?” he asked.

He approached you, taking your cheeks between his large fingers and twisted your face back and forth to look at it. 

“They probably pulled you off some back country rock full of tiny creatures. Don’t worry, I’ll teach you all about it,” he said, “dumb little things like you make good cocksleeves.” 

You yelled into your gag and tried to thrash, but your limbs were still pinned down and what could move was heavy from the drugs. He didn’t pay your outburst any mind, lining himself up with your entrance, slowly inching himself inside. You felt him breaching you, stretching you. The muscle relaxers helped you take him more easily, your body loose and relaxed. 

“Vrex, it’s tight,” he grunted, pushing in another slow inch. 

He played with your nipple to wetten you up a bit more before continuing. When he was happy you were nice and slippery, he thrust into you the rest of the way, making you inhale sharply and squeal. 

“Oh yeah, that’s it,” he groaned happily, as he bottomed out, “this cunt is going to work just fine.” 

He liesurly fucked you, in no hurry to cum, getting used to your breasts and clit. He alternated between pinching your nipples and swirling your clit to see which worked best to get you to tighten for him and leak fluid. Your brain was fuzzy from pleasure as he brought you up and down and back up again, toying with your body. 

Finally, he got serious, thrusting into you more firmly as he started to chase his orgasm. You were spread for him, so he didn’t even have to hold you as he started slamming his hips into yours, losing control. 

“Vrex, so vrexing tight,” he gritted out. 

His hand dug into your hair at the base of your neck and he held on, more to make you pay attention than anything, while he rutted you. The thick pad of his thumb circled your clit and he watched your eyes glaze over as he dragged you into another rich orgasm. 

“That’s it, cocksleeve,” he grunted, “vrex, that feels good!” 

He let out a long groan as you felt him empty his alien cum into your pussy in a hot rush. The massive load poured out of you as he pulled back, splashing on the floor. Your pussy spasmed from the sudden emptiness.

Examining your gaping hole, he let a finger drift absently over the flesh making sure everything looked alright. Sure you were in one piece, you watched him start to put on some kind of harness. His cock was still rock hard, even though he’d just cum and your eyes widened in confusion. 

He unstrapped you from the frame you were tied to and strapped you to his chest. You couldn’t do anything but whimper loudly as your over sensitive pussy was forced back down on his cock, still very wet from both your slick and his cum. Being so small, the top of your head barely made it halfway up his chest. 

Your arms were strapped behind your back and your legs bent so they could be strapped neatly out of the way. He adjusted the straps of the harness so you were stuck to him, bouncing on his cock as he walked, your naked body spread and bare for anyone to see that his massive phallus was jammed in your pussy.

Once you were secure, he fondled a nipple to test it. Your pussy leaked, stuffed to the brim and he smiled as he felt your walls clamp on to his cock.

“Yeah, that’s a pretty little cocksleeve,” he sighed happily, petting your hair, “good girl.” 

He gingerly strode out of the private room, the salesman glancing up from his work and grinning. You drooled out of your gag, your eyes crossing, as you bobbed up and down on his cock, the massive thing fucking your tiny hole with every step. 

“So you decided to go with that one?” he asked. 

“Yeah, she’s perfect. Go ahead and ring everything up,” he said, and approached the counter. 

“Do you want to include the gag?” the salesman asked as he tapped the purchase into the register. 

“Sure, that too,” then he glanced behind the register at some other ones that were displayed on the wall, “wait…actually give me that pink one with the flower on it. That’s cute.” 

The salesman took it down from the wall and the gags were swapped in your mouth.

While his fingers were in between your teeth prying them apart he clucked at the Hesian. You didn’t fight. You were brain broken and drooling from his massive member spearing you. 

“I’m glad you went with this one, I always thought she was pretty,” he said, poking your nose, “it’s lucky she can take a Hesian cock, even though she’s so small.” 

The Hesian agreed.

“That was the first thing I noticed about her,” he said, chatting casually as if you weren’t there, “I’m going to spend all that money I saved on drugs buying her cute accessories, at this rate.”

The salesman laughed at his joke. 

The new gag was pink, with a flower on the front so it looked like it was coming from between your lips. 

You watched in dizzy, horror as the Hesian tapped his fingerprint to transfer the credits finalizing your sale. The salesman thanked him, giving him a little bag of equipment to care for you and waved goodbye as your new owner walked out into the street with you ball gagged and strapped to his chest.   

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On the subject of that 'fanny packing' ask/post, imagine being the little knot warmer of a massive monster whose cock you just hang off all day, held to only by their knot. Whenever it starts to deflate and you start drooping off, they grab you by your hips and quickly pump another load of cum into you so their knot catches again and keeps holding you securely in place. They need their little decoration to show off to all the other monsters and show the humans what they're made for, after all.

Or imagine they’ve been sleeping all night and wake up with the knot deflated, but as soon as they’re conscious and see their human without the usual bump in their lower belly they start getting horny and the knot swells all huge again, waking the little human with a moan. >:)

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okay but a GIANT demon monster that picks you up like a toy, gripping your hips and rubbing himself between your small legs. Rubbing you all across his length for stimulation >>>

for now he'll just have to use your tiny body like this, but every so often he tries to push just a little of himself into your hole, noticing how you seem to take just the tiniest bit every time...

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— 18+ ONLY... cw. monster fucking, breeding, being used like cattle ...

Thinking about being tied up and used as breeding cattle for your monster...

Bound for eternity, or as long as you're useful by him. He attends to you, treats you so well with care, feeds you as you need, and makes sure your pretty little head stays sane... and when the time comes to be bred, he preps you so sweetly before you take his large, thick cock and fucks you until you see stars. His hands rub over your belly and breasts, telling you that you're gonna look so pretty being all swollen and pregnant for him, and then when he does fill you up, it's so, so much... he pushes everything inside of you with his fingers, not wanting to waste a drop of his precious cum...

And when you are pregnant, he thinks you're the prettiest sight in the world, carrying his little bundle of joy, and he can't help but let the sick thoughts enter into his mind that maybe he needs to fuck you again for good measure because in his mind that maybe you'll pop out more than one child if he fills you again... so he does... your big monster grabs you by your round hips and fucks into you, spilling his seed into you again... and he does this over and over again during the pregnancy until you can't physically take it any more.

Then when you finally birth the child, he's sure to take care of you and keep you well-fed to prep you for his next kid. Maybe he has some kind of healing potion or power that makes you heal quickly so he can breed you as quickly again as possible. He's just simply marveled at you, that his pretty little human could carry his monster spawn and take his huge cock so well and not waste a single drop of his cum <3 he needs to see you do it again.

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on Consensual Non-Consent and Rape Fantasies/Ravishment

As you know, I had a ~situation~ recently.

Which is why I researched some resources on cnc/nc fantasies.

1. This article called Why Do Women Have Rape Fantasies? highlights a quantitative study. Sadly, there's no option to look directly at the gathered data (it only states the number of participants, but it references sources that seem to be reliable. It also explains why anyone might have fantasies about being forced.

I liked this quote: "In fantasy, everything is permitted and nothing is wrong. Not everyone accepts this, but as sexual openness increases, so does willingness to daydream about sexual scenarios one would never really want to experience. Women who have rape fantasies don’t want to be sexually assaulted. They feel comfortable with their own sexuality and are happy to embrace their erotic fantasies—wherever they may lead."

2. Then there's this article called Why do half of women have fantasies about being raped? which is highly informative.

Preach: "Just as having fantasies about being a princess rescued from a castle doesn’t mean you’re desperate to quit your job and become a royal, fantasising about nonconsent does not in any way mean that you want to be raped in real life."

3. This article Why Do Women Have Sexual Fantasies of Rape? is interesting, because it actually explains (or tries to explain) how arousal works for women and offers explanations on why cnc/noncon might be arousing for some.

I hope this is enough to make sure we're all on the same page: fantasies are fantasies, kink is ok and having fantasies of ravishment neither means that we want this to happen in real live, nor makes us 'bad' feminists or horrible people.

I really hope everyone's happy now. Because I am tired.

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@sxslls' Story Masterlist

The Orc’s Cockwarmer: Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII, Part IX (+ centaur headcanon) (in my head, the orc looks like this) (here’s artwork on this story) (Monster/Orc)

Confessional: Part I, Part II, Part III (Dub-Con, Monster/Demon)

Demon Summoning Circle (Dub-Con, Monster/Demon)

Free Use Nation (re-upload)

Free Use on the street (700+ followers celebration!)

Free Use Fuck Fest (2000 followers celebration!)

Free Use Fuck Fest: The Aftermath (2500 followers celebration!)

Free Use Restaurant (Free Use)

Pool Area Sluts (Free Use)

Intimate Relief Package (+ headcanon) (Free Use)

The Slut Academy (Free Use, kinda) (inspired by this post)

The Slut Academy: English Literature (Free Use, kinda) (mlm)

The Slut Academy: A Night In The Breeding Stocks (male pov, Free Use)

The Slut Academy: Following Rules (Free Use) (3000 followers celebration!)

The Campus Slut (Free Use)

Auctioned Off: The New Master (Free Use)

Free Use Pet wins the Pet Contest (Free Use, kinda)

A Halloween Story: Walpurgis Night (Mistress/fem!Sub, Witch)

A Christmas Tale (kinda Dom/fem!Sub, Santa)

Stuffed Bunny (Free Use, kinda)

Egg Hunt (Free Use)

One Bar Prison Punishment (Free Use, Dub-Con)

The Museum (Dub-Con)

Throne Cock (+ headcanon) (Inanimate?)

The Crystal Cave (4000 followers celebration! Inanimate?, Double Penetration, Monster/God)

The Vampiric Librarian (Dub-Con, Vampire)

The Erkling (Musc/Scent, Monster/God)

The Night-Monster (Non-Con, Monster)

The Ocean Ritual (Monster/God)

The Ocean Ritual: Tidal Waves (Dub-Con, Monster/God)

Subject 87 (Dub-Con, Monster/Alien)

Dragon Sacrifice (Dub-Con, Monster/Dragon)

The Ogre Dragon (Dub-Con, Monster/Dragon, ko-fi goal celebration!)

Trophy Hunter (Non-Con, Free Use, kinda)

Forest Elves’ Secret (Monster/Vines)

The Swamp-Entity (Monster/Vines)

Science Slut: Phase 1 to 3 + follow-up (Dub-Con, Monster/Alien)

Tricked By A Wizard (Dub-Con, Wizard)

Magician (Dub-Con, Wizard)

Wicca (Dub-Con, Wizard/Demon)

Alien Repopulation (Monster/Alien)

 A Slimy Encounter (4500 follower celebration! Monster/Alien/Slime-Girl, Dub-Con)

The Troll Path (Dub-Con, Monster/Troll)

Captured (Non-Con, Monster/Reptiles)

Werewolf Hunts You Down (Non-Con, Monster/Werewolf)

Knotting + follow up (Non-Con, Monster/Werewolf?)

The Ship Slut (Dub-Con, Free Use, kinda)

The Ship Slut: First Mate (Dub-Con, Free Use, kinda)

Motorcycle (wlw/Lesbian)

Owned by a Businessman (Dub-Con)

Nightly Visit (re-upload/Non-Con)

Alien Abduction (male pov, Dub-Con, Monster/Alien)

Ouija Board (male pov, Dub-Con, Monster/Demon)

Trolls (snippet, Non-Con, Monster/Troll)

Trading (snippet, Dub-Con, Monster/Troll)

Slavers Guild (snippet, Non-Con/Sci-Fi?)

Sitting on a Dick (snippet, Dub-Con)

Lilliputians (headcanon)

Fae (headcanon)

Portal (headcanon)

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sex is supposed to be gross and silly and have weird noises and silly laughing moments otherwise you’re just doing a performance for each other tbh