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i’ve been in such a mood to just be someone’s good boy :,) i just want to kneel in front of someone while they stroke my hair, and whine a bit when they tug at it. i want to become putty in someone’s hands as they give me instructions on what they want me to do, until finally i’m on my back, propped up on some pillows while they edge me mercilessly, to the point where i’m nothing but a mindless, teary-eyed whimpering mess

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cmere puppy, I know you're so empty, you don't know what to do to help yourself. Aww poor puppy, you just need to be filled up by my cock, don't you?

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“awe poor lil pup, you seem so restless. do you want something, puppy?”

“you can look at me and whine all you wanna, i can’t give you want you want til you ask. oh i know it’s so embarrassing having to say what you want, hm? c’mon, speak, pup. i know you can do it”

“good boy! awe did that only make you needier? so adorable, squeezing your legs together because you want to be filled so bad. be good, lay down and spread those legs for me.”

“god you sound so pretty when i slide into you angel, such a pretty little pup.”

“fuck, you’re taking me so well. keep making those pretty noises for me puppy, you feel so good on my cock.”

“you want more? you want me to touch your cock while i fuck you? what a greedy pup. get on all fours for me.”

“such a little puppy in heat, begging so desperately for me to breed you. who am i to deny my pup my cum when he just needs it that badly?”

“fuuck, just like that. oh god, yes, grind against my hand while i fill you up, good boy.”

“getting close, puppy? you want to cum? beg.”

“goood boy, that’s it angel, just like that. god you feel so good, pulling me in deeper, cumming all over my cock.”

hhh thinkin….a lotta thoughts rn…..

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Going feral over the idea of having some pup pinned to the bed with my hands wrapped around their neck as I fuck my knot in and out them. Want to stretch them open while they squirm and whine like a pathetic mutt. Need to fuck them braindead on my cock. Using them like the breeding bitch they are.

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sometimes i remember i love being a puppy bc nghhhh it turns me on and then i also remember i love being a puppy bc *wagging tail !!* i just get to go arf arf arf!! i get to be just a lil pup!! i can growl and play fight and be so obedient and good!!! i can be a good pup!!

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Are you blushing, puppy? All because I called you a good toy? My good toy. You’re just a pretty fleshlight, barely have enough brains to be embarrassed. You like it when I pick you up and use your holes like a real toy? My hands tight around your waist, fucking you back and forth on my cock? Use your words, puppy. Good toy, thats it. Fuuck, sweet thing, you feel so incredible. Tightest little toy, oh my god, you were made to please me.

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Doggy style is great but when we fuck we're starting with missionary. Get on your back while I destroy you so I can slowly watch your face twist into that cum drunk, blank expression that means I've successfully dumbed you back down to where you're supposed to be. Put your legs on my shoulders so I can slide deep and watch your eyes roll back further with each teasing inch I allow you. Then when you're all brainless and flushed, I can flip you over, push your head into the pillows and break you completely.

When you barely have the energy to keep your hips up, your legs are shaking and you have to lean on my chest for support because I've spent you, you're in the right place, sweetheart. Biddable and submissive, like a well-trained pet.

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Puppy whose so well trained I can just go up and softly shake awake, tell him it's treat time, and have him half asleep, obediently open his pretty little mouth for me~

Know he's already so wet and warm for me as he start suckling my cock, lazy murmurs from around my cock of how his daddy tastes so good, as I pet and caress his head, and smile at how cute he looks. Tail wagging and hips shaking for my attention, hand already rubbing his warm cunt, eyes sleepy, and drool dripping down his chin as he fucks his mouth

Such a nice little pet, he already knows he'll be getting some playtime after if he's a good boy for me~

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Boys will masturbate to the thought of being trained by a girl to be her obedient little pet for life

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Faux Fur and Sequins of a Dead Self, 2024.

I wonder what true nakedness feels like.

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so in need of a pretty pair of lips suckling on my tcock. ugh. i just wanna condition a cute, obedient little pups’ mouth to water every time they see even a hint of my hip or torso peeking out from my pants. can barely keep their tongue in their mouth. their brain goes stupid and they just crave to be face fucked. crave the sensation of burying their face in my cunt. humping the air when their tongue finally gets a taste of me because its turning them on so intensely… like a dumb, slutty, desperate fucking mutt. lips glued to my clit while they use their tongue to explore my taste. moaning into me every time i yank their hair or buck into their face. fuck, i need to make a sloppy, slippery mess of a slutty pups’ face. watch their eyes roll back while i hump their mouth, watch their brain shut off while i use them like a fucktoy.

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Forcemasc can be extremely humiliating and degrading! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. How humbling is it that you now live to serve a beautiful woman because she strapped you to a table and smeared t-gel onto you repeatedly.

She has to put gloves on her pretty hands, of course, can't let herself be corrupted how she's corrupting you. You hear the snap of rubber and then watch as she squeezes a big glob out of the tube, a glint in her eye as she glances from you to the shiny gel on her fingertips.

Perhaps she's a mad scientist, a cerebral woman with the sole intent of crafting a man out of you for whatever reason, perhaps she sees your potential.

Your thoughts drain out of your head all at once as the cold shock of gel glides against your skin, rubbing into your increasingly taut muscles and all over your body, and you can do nothing but writhe in your restraints as she describes in great detail her plan to make you into her perfect husband.

It's your position to be beneath her, as she sculpts you into her willing servant; here to carry big heavy things and go to work for her, pay her bills, give her money to buy Sephora and Coach and to get her perfect nails done, fuck her on demand when she wants it.

She'll take care to make you appear presentable. Of course, you will be distinctly masculine beside her, but none of that nonsense about smelling awful or being greasy in a wife beater because some simpleton thinks it's manly.

You might think, you're just a guy, you don't need much. Don't worry your big stupid head about any of it. She will arrange your wardrobes; suits and ties and nice shoes and cologne.

Can't have her arm candy looking slobbish! No, you will be her Dapper Dan as she wishes. You'll have all the time in the world to be absolutely filthy with her in the sheets, after all.

She touches your growing tdick with her gloved hands, bringing you back down to the moment once again when she gives it a few quick strokes and laughs at your responses, twisting and jerking at the sensation.

You're so sensitive now!

At last, she decides that you are ready. You look down at your newly grown tdick, hairs sprouting in rough stubble across your face, a happy trail, and hairy thighs that would take forever if you wanted to shave, the hairs inevitably sprouting right back.

You realize how permanent this is, what she has done to you, and all at once it makes you insanely horny. You want to pin her down and fuck her, the woman who did this to you.

She happily welcomes it, orders it even, but swats your sweaty hands away from her until she's led you to her bedroom. Stupid boy, show some restraint.

You get to the room and she strips, and she is so beautiful, such a contrast to you now, to how you always had been, on the inside. She is graceful and feminine and smooth as she walks, you feel so clunky and awkward, but she looks at you with admiration in her eyes at her work.

It's all it takes for you to top her and fuck her into her queen-size four-poster bed until you're both coming, over and over, you can't help but repeat your thrusting into her over and over, because she made you this way, because you've always been just a dumb man toy that exists to satisfy her pleasure.

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Southern Decadence, New Orleans (1996) photo by Jim Pilet

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[Transcript: if God made you a woman, why do the serpent’s words tempt you so? Why is your true name on his tongue the sweetest thing you’ve ever heard?]

Save your prayers. Stop pleading for salvation. Gods plan for you was wrong and you know it.

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You will never be a woman. No matter how hard you try to hide who you are to appease those around you that desire will never leave. People will notice you speaking from your chest instead of your natural headvoice, people will notice how you don't shave your arms, boy/girlfriends will notice how distant you are during sex. How you flinch when they try to touch your chest, how you roll your eyes when people compliment your feminity, how unoffended you are when people point out your masculine tendacies. That you always get men's cuts and don't know your way around the women's side of the store. You're already a failed woman, you can spend the rest of your life trying to fit in a role you'll never understand or want to play, or you can be a good boy, stick a needle in you once a week, and be the man you were always supposed to be.

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Thought I looked good here idk (he/it)

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The intimacy of getting to know someone’s kinks and slowly but surely slipping them into conversation~

Slipping them that extra little “good job” after basic tasks and watching their cheeks get hot and their eyes dart around the room.

Asking them to grab a drink and watching the jolt in their step when they register the word “fetch” a second too late.

The back and forth debates and silly arguments ending in cutting them off with a simple “you’re so cute when you get excited”

The tease behind all those knowing glances and trace of the hand touches becoming just too overwhelming until my poor pup is stuttering through conversation and grinding its thighs together begging to be touched😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫