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normalguy100 · 26 days
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Boy form is good for sleeping 💤
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normalguy100 · 1 month
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been trying to decide whether or not to post myself on here and as a compromise i decided on posting weird and artistic nudes Only (he/it)
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normalguy100 · 3 months
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tguy tummy hair index pre-t: just a little
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normalguy100 · 3 months
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normalguy100 · 3 months
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Thought I looked pretty good.
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normalguy100 · 3 months
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just started listening to the si|t verses (finished s1 and am now partway thru s2) and. well. now i Have to write faulkner ovi porn. it's going to happen. i'm thinking an au where instead of immediately assigning him deadly babysitter duty mason is like "actually we have an older more sacred rank than katabasian... one for the closer chosen prophets of the trawler-man. those who will bear his angels." and then he gets eggs laid in him by one crustacean thing and they get fertilized by a second one. and then they grow to a decent size and he lays them and then it happens again. yaaay
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normalguy100 · 3 months
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Uh oh!
Second commission for @normalguy100 . Thank you so much ❤️🥹
I have one or two comms left
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normalguy100 · 5 months
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Before I ever drew a TF I made this comic.....
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normalguy100 · 5 months
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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.
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normalguy100 · 5 months
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Zelda is obviously top-
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normalguy100 · 6 months
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thinking about when i controlled my partner’s bladder in person and ….damn.
it started about mid-day i think; i was still at home, so over text. i told him when to start holding good and early so that when i’d get to his place that evening, he’d already be nice and desperate. we went back and forth all day texting, with me telling him to drink more water and reminding him how far away his relief was going to be, him updating me how bad it was getting with every hour. i got to his place maybe around seven that night, he’d been holding for a good four hours by then i think — he has a notoriously small bladder, which i tease him for often, so this was quite a feat already. once i got there, the real torment could start. he was already asking me for relief , while also being desperately horny for it. he was constantly kissing me, touching me, hoping maybe that would sway me to let him go. of course, that wasn’t happening.
about an hour later, i had to pee. i’d been drinking electrolytes for a while, which always go right through me. i told him multiple times that i was starting to feel an urge, though it wasn’t terrible, how good it was going to feel when i got to piss and he didn’t. it was driving him crazy. i enjoyed that for a bit while building up my own need. eventually, i told him to get in the bathtub, leaving on just his underwear. i stripped down and climbed on top of him. his dick was so hard with anticipation. he’d been begging me to pee on him for days. i straddled his lap, grinding on him a little just to tease him. Then right over his dick, i started pissing. i was so turned on, it took some effort to get going, but quickly i pissed all over his lap while he whimpered and clung onto me. i told him he better keep holding—though i was sure feeling my warm piss soaking into his underwear was making it so much worse. and it was. i told him to get up and rinse off. the water from the shower head was even more torture. for a second, his legs buckled and i was sure he was about to lose it. but instead, a huge drop of pre-cum dribbled out instead, sliding from the tip of his hard cock down his leg. i praised him for that; my pussy was throbbing.
i made him dry off and get redressed. i had him wearing gray sweatpants, obviously, so any leaks would be nice and obvious. we laid down in his bed, and i got on top of him again, kissing him hard and putting all my weight on his bladder. he kept squirming and groaning, struggling to even kiss me back while he was this desperate. it was so adorable. i kept this up for a while, and to my surprise, he still hadn’t leaked. at this point, it was far past how long he’d ever held before. we moved to the couch, along the way i forced him to fill up his water bottle so he could keep drinking. just the sound of the water from the rap rushing into the bottle had him pressing his legs together and begging me to let it end. of course i wasn’t going to. i reminded him, “you know i’m not going to let you piss voluntarily. you’re going to hold it until you absolutely can’t anymore.”
we sat back on the couch together, and i alternated climbing over him to press into his bladder with all my body weight, and sitting beside him stroking his dick through his pants. every once in a while, for good measure, i’d press down hard on his bladder with both hands and he’d cry out in pain. by this point, he was nearly beyond words. bordering delirious, he could barely put a sentence together. he was still trying to beg me to let him piss, but the question kept falling short as he could only laugh and grind his teeth. he finished another full water bottle. i was so impressed.
“do you want me to-to fill it up again?” he managed to ask. of course i did.
standing up from the couch almost pushed him over the edge as the gravity shift hit him. he had to stand still with his legs crossed to regain control before we could go back to the kitchen. but again, to my surprise, he made it. i praised him for how good he was being, and that had him even more whimpering and delirious. it was so deliciously pathetic, i was losing my mind. he filled up the bottle again, each painful second of the water flowing made him beg me more and more. when he straightened back up, even that slight shift had him falling apart. this is when he started to lose it.
he stood in the kitchen—and i say “stood” generously. he was constantly moving back and forth, alternating feet and crossing his legs over and over again while he told me he wasn’t going to last much longer. finally, to my absolute pleasure, a leak hit. it was enough to soak a little wet spot through the front of his pants. he begged harder—he couldn’t be still at all, and now that the first leak had come out, i knew there was no way he’d last much longer.
but still, i blocked the path to the bathroom. he begged more, and another spurt burst out. it slid down his leg, and though it was a faint enough stream to not show its path, i could see it darken the cuff of his pants around his ankle. i let him move to the bathroom, and he shuffled carefully along, leaking a bit more with every step.
“we may be in the tub now, but you better keep holding,” i told him as i pushed him against the wall of the bathtub. he groaned, falling back against the wall and barely able to hold himself up. i leaned my body fully into his, pressing on his bladder as i slid my leg between his.
his head fell onto my shoulder; his body was so run down he couldn’t support himself anymore. a bigger spurt jetted out, pouring directly onto my leg. he moaned and kept on begging. finally, right against his ear, i told him he could let go.
the floodgates opened immediately. he started pissing full force. the hot stream ran down both of our legs where i kept my thigh pressed between his. he must’ve pissed for a minute while he clung desperately to me, both arms hugged tight around me. i was the only thing holding him upright at this point; his legs were giving out beneath him, but i had him pinned to the wall firmly enough he couldn’t fall. once all the piss was drained from his body, he couldn’t stop thanking me. he was still completely delirious, but now from relief rather than desperation.
i gave him a minute to come back, just holding him like that while i savored the feeling of his soaked pants on my skin. when he was able to speak sentences again, he told me how orgasmic had felt to let go. he said it felt so good, he didn’t even need to come after that. we rinsed off, and i took him back to bed to cuddle and praise him for what a good boy he’d been for me.
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normalguy100 · 6 months
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The micro/macro Zelink omo but what if Link was a little pee shy ^^
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normalguy100 · 6 months
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Umm your dog isn't house trained
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normalguy100 · 6 months
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I did a doodle eons ago of HW Link tied up by his own scarf and well.. yeah ❤️
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normalguy100 · 6 months
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Oopsie (piss alt)
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normalguy100 · 6 months
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Idiot fuckin shrank himself (extremely self indulgent Zelink micro/macro omo)
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normalguy100 · 6 months
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(Modest/low-quality) Link omo be upon ye 💥💥💥
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Not low quality!! This fucks hard!! Thank you!! 🥺❤️
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