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okok last post for today ive been having fun doodling

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hurtin

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TW: MALESP0

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☆ MLM spo ☆

Happy Valentine's Day ♥︎

☆ Not mine! - Please do not reblog with tags!!!

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Why can't people be as obsessed with me as I am with them??

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It's been so long since I've felt this way about someone, they're all I think about from the moment I wake up to the moment I fall asleep, it doesn't help that they're only on Discord so we're not like, irl, and it's embarrassing to be so obsessed with someone online but I can't help it!! They're so easy to talk to and they're funny and they're funny and they're nice and they think I'm cute and they like me!! It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurtssss

They're so unresponsive and i'm so attached and clingy so them not responding but being online makes my chest hurt

I forgot how much it hurts to get attached to people

I hate this

I hate that they're all I think about

I hate that no matter what I do there's a little voice in my head, "well what's Jamey doing?" "Why isn't Jamey responding?" "Wouldn't this be more fun if Jamey was here?"

UGHHHH this is so stressful it makes my skin crawl

I need to cut it out

I need to cut this feeling out

ITS IN MY ARM

IT'S IN MY ARM

AHHHHHHHHHH

IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS

I NEED THEM SO MUCH I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA DIE

I know it's not fair expecting someone to drop everything they're doing just to talk to me and spend time with me and reassure me that they still like and adore me and that I'm not annoying and they're happy to talk to me, but i cant help it. I need them so badly.

Both in an emotional way and in a sexual physical way.

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Chattt my Miku figure came!!!

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You meet an angel. They're the most beautiful creature you've ever seen with porcelain skin and wings with feathers as soft as clouds. Above their head is a gorgeous halo of radiant light. You are immediately enraptured by them.

The angel is curious about the mortal world so you show them all around your street and take them home. You feel embarrassed by all of the kinky shit you have lying around but they simply ask what it is all for.

You explain in much detail as shame wells in your chest and your cheeks burn about how some people enjoy being collared like dogs and others like being struck. You show them your collection of cocks, embarrassingly describing how your people enjoy not only the cocks of humans but those shaped like animals and creatures of myth.

They ask if there are angel dildos, you reply no. They seem disappointed so you offer to let them wear one of your straps to see what it feels like. With some trepidation they accept and soon have a massive silicon dick hanging from their hips.

They ask what they are used for, and you explain. You even offer to let them try, climbing onto the bed and offering up your holes to them. It takes only gentle encouragement before they're slamming into you over and over, stretching you wide as you moan and writhe. They enjoy when you scream "oh god" (it makes the act feel holy) and their unnatural strength makes their thrusts so hard your eyes almost roll back in your head as you cum.

The angel then asks what happened and you explain. The concept seems foreign to them. Angels do not experience such things. At least, they whisper, not in their mortal body. They indicate their halo. That beautiful ring that seems to be glowing even brighter now. You reach up and touch it, and the angel shivers and smiles. Gently you run your fingers around the circle and they let out a whimper that almost sounds pained. You're touching the essence of their being. The body is a projection, the halo is their true self. Your fingers slowly wrap around the halo and their eyes widen and they push you away.

The angel apologizes, to hold them like that would almost be too much. It would feel like controlling them, and they only serve the almighty. You nod along as your mind turns. You spend some time running your fingers along the halo, even pressing a vibrating wand against it which makes them whimper and even let out the most beautiful moan that nearly drives you to tears. Every pose they make is a work of art. Truly they are divine.

You need them. Whether to free them from the control of an uncaring deity or just because you can't bear to lose such a precious creature. You need them.

You continue to edge the angel with toys and fingers and even lapping your drooling tongue along the circle. It tastes like fire and comfort and hope. Your drool turns to gold as it drops onto their face. Eventually you try again, curling just a finger around the rim. They whimper but at this point you had given them so much pleasure they don't, or can't, stop you. You tug on the halo a little and it moves weightlessly, their body following inexorably.

Previously you couldn't get the thing to budge if you tried. But the moment you fully wrap around it, it is yours. The perfect tool of control. And what's more the angel is staring at you now not with confusion or fear but with utter adoring lust. Their tongue is out like a dog. You pull the halo again, yanking hard this time. They fall to the floor beneath it with a yelp of depraved pain. The kind of sound only a pure being could make. The essence of corruption made audible.

You take a leash from your desk. Pulling the angel closer you open the clip and hold it to the ring. You close it.

The angel collapses onto the ground, grasping at their halo in utter and complete ecstasy. Their body convulsing as they moan and whimper and whine and beg and plead and lustfully demand. The whole time the leash held in your hand slowly turning from a simple chain of stainless steel into solid gold inlaid with the most beautiful designs. The leather handle turns pure white. The clip at the end is gone now, the chain is permanently fused to the ring about their head.

The angel relaxes, staring up at you now. Their face the picture of absolute adoration. Worship. Love. Lust. Subservience. You pull on the chain, bringing them closer to you. You grasp their halo and shove it against your crotch, grinding against it lewdly. Utterly claiming it. And then you shove them to the floor and tell them to open their mouth, before riding their face while holding that ring like handlebars.

Angels aren't like you or I. We stole our free will and made our own destiny. We are our own rulers. But an angel? They were made only to serve. They know nothing else.

So why not make them serve you? You'll never find a better fuckdoll.

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Comm <3

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here's a new outfit for you

commission for raymk249

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my sheepicorn, Pup! :3

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sid inspired malesp0

making this kinda reminded me of my bf lol

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I don't want sex I want a guy who's three times as big and strong as me to cry and beg me to stop hurting him

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I'll teach you how to fuck like a man. You'll learn to top, unlearning all that bullshit they tried to put in your beautiful man brain about bottoming or being "holes to use" or whatever.

I'm gonna jerk and suck you off until you finally let out those deep grunts and groans. Your dick better pulse and twitch when you come in my mouth, too.

And if you didn't sufficiently shove me further onto it or buck your hips into my face forcefully enough, we'll just have to keep going until I'm satisfied. You can take it. You're a man. And I'll make you fuck like one.

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hey i’m hot sometimes maybe

cmon stay still. i know you wanna suck big bros cock so bad just. sit fucking still. cmon. be good for me. i know you can be good baby.

+ an extra i didn’t post here but i think is cute anyway

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