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septimusmoonlight · 1 month
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Anonymous: Imagine you get kidnapped or something by a shady government organization, and you wake up stuck in a wall, ass and legs out of sight on one side of the wall while your head and torso is on the other. There’s also something else in the room with you - some kind of swarm of tentacles or some other kind of slimy creature. They really, really want to get to the other side of the wall - and there’s only one way through. Your mouth. So they start to force their way past your lips, down your throat, choking you with their girth and their slime… but it does feel a little good, either from some fucked up thing in your brain wanting to be violated or some chemical they’re giving off, you can’t really tell not care. And then you feel something around your leg. There’s more creatures in the other side of the room - and they want to cross, too.
Ooh, this is creative, I like this <3
If this particular branch or organization or what-have-you can't get funding because of the usual government bureaucracy, then they're going to have to resort to shadier methods in order to get what they need, and what they need is a test subject. Unfortunately, I just so happened to get the short end of the stick, and I wake up in a less-than-optimal situation, with one half of my body on one side of a thick wall and the other half isolated from it.
Looking at the creature, it's dark, sludgy. It only looks like a lump of slime, at first, maybe about the size of a crouched person - but peering deeper reveals something squirming, tangling. It gets closer to me, tendrils seeking the base of the wall, and I realize something: it wants to get to the other side. With me blocking the only hole visible, there's clearly only one route for it to take, and there's nothing I can do to resist as it gets closer and closer, reaching out, seeking a path through to the other side. I don't know what the proprietors here are using to motivate it, but it appears motivated indeed, if its urgency is anything to go by.
It explores my upper body, my arms, my face, and then finds what it's looking for. Before I can say anything, before I can even attempt to press my lips together, the thing slides into my mouth, sending a hunk of slime and tendrils across my tongue. I choke and sputter, unprepared, but the slime is undeterred, pressing itself against the back of my throat to force more of itself inside, sliding down into my stomach. Now that it's found a way through, the rest of its body seems eager to join in, climbing up the wall and up my body in order to make its way into my mouth, squirming down my throat to bloat my stomach just like the rest of it. I'm uncomfortably full within minutes, my midsection distended slightly around the uninvited guest, but there's no stopping it - it's not even halfway done.
My eyes roll back in my head as it gets more insistent, parting my throat easily to move more quickly. I can barely sneak in a breath between pulses of slime and writhing appendages, but that's not even the worst of it, because the thing has found the rest of its pathway. My stomach abruptly feels less full, in exchange for the rest of me stretching to accomodate something not meant for the human body. That's what these tests are for - can the human body withstand a monster like this, treating it as nothing but a pathway to its next goal? I suppose I'm here to find out, and to help other people find out. I wonder who might be watching this take place over a hidden camera, taking notes somewhere in another room. Sarcastically, I hope they're enjoying the show.
My midsection distends further as the tentacled thing makes itself perfectly at home, working its way through the maze of my guts, more slime and arms filling my stomach while the rest of it explores my intestines. It takes a few more minutes to make any more progress, but its progress is obvious once it gets there - a burst of slime and fluids, and there are tentacles spilling out of my asshole on the other side of the room, slopping down my legs and regrouping on the floor between my feet. That's what finally makes me moan outright, my toes curling and my muscles tensing because that's all I can do in my bonds, my asshole tightening around the appendages wriggling through it. The creature doesn't like its progress being impeded, and responds by using more force, speeding up its journey through my body.
One particularly stubborn clump of tentacles is what tips me over the edge into cumming, but I can't even moan past the last few portions of sludge filling my mouth. At least the creature is almost done with me, but the rest of it still has to get through before I can consider myself truly out of the woods - and I'm not even all that sure I want it to be done, busy basking in the pleasure from the writhing arms stimulating the walls of my guts, my stomach, my asshole. When my mouth is finally free again, I can moan obscenely, whorishly, and I stop caring who might be looking on for observational data. Who cares what kind of data they're getting from this? Who cares if someone's jacking off to this while they're supposed to be taking notes?
Unfortunately for my tired body, it's not over when the last of the tentacles slides out of my asshole. Another creature on the other side wants to get through just the same as the other one, and it's determined to do so in the exact same way - just in reverse. My asshole, loosened by the slime from the first creature, easily accepts a gooey clump of appendages as it starts making it way up my system, seeking the opposite end, stimulating every nerve ending it can find on the way there. I'm so full, so full, so round and heavy, my belly bloated with something I didn't ask for, things squirming out of my mouth and slopping onto the floor with a wet noise. It makes me cum even harder than the first one did, and by the time it's all the way through, I'm hanging limply from the wall, heaving for breath and drenched in sweat.
Are there more of these creatures? What was the motivation for this test in the first place? What are they? How many people are going to see camera footage of me cumming while my ass is violated by a creature I don't even have a name for?
I don't care about that now. What I care about is getting another one inside of me as quickly as possible.
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boytoyinc · 7 months
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i like all-the-way-through best when the person getting speared is twitching and their eyes are rolled back and fluttering as their body is completely rearranged, fucked in places that usually would never even be touched. they should look absolutely wrecked and should be cumming uncontrollably, maybe even pissing themselves from the pleasure and internal pressure. the creature fucking them should coo at how destroyed they are, call them so good for taking all of it, so beautiful like this, re-molded just to take them, go on, cum again, yes, just like that --- sorry, what was i talking about?
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gothfoxgirlboy · 9 months
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A Taste of Defeat
I find myself landing in a brothel. The sounds of sex fill the air. I'm alone in the room but there is a mirror in front of me. My body was transformed into a total shortstack of a goblin. My body feels extremely sensitive and a pile of items lay scattered around me.
Upon grabbing the first one I feel all kinds of information flooding my brain. Spells and knowledge of the items.
I quickly equip the bracelet and the piercing. The smell of sex in the air becomes intoxicating. I need to escape quickly before I lose my mind here. I sneak out the door and mentally I understand that it is an orcish building. While sneaking my way down the stairs to the ground floor I trip, crashing loudly into the large breasts of a horny orc woman.
My skirt flips up and she tries to grab anything she can get her hands on to lift me up. The first thing her fingers find a grip on is the hem of my panties as she pulls up and gives me a terrible wedgie. It digs into my sensitive pussy and crushes my small cock. I moan loudly as my cock twitches and spurts. I use the surging feeling in my body to summon several tentacles that rapidly grab the orc and restrain her. Simultaneously, they grab my panties with no less force than the orc and carry me out of the brothel, where I land face first in the mud as my panties snap.
I run out of the village as fast as I can, flashing dozens of patrons of the red light district, I trip and land ass up a few times. Once out of the village I can sense my fate in the world. My instincts guide me towards my mission. But it doesn’t take long before I start thinking of how many people saw me and how pathetic I must have looked to that orc. 
I feel heat burning me up inside and I can’t help it. I lift up my skirt and my shirt, playing with my large tits and tiny cock. It feels so good to touch myself in this body. I can’t even wrap two fingers around my dick. 
I spend the better part of an hour touching myself everywhere in all kinds of positions, I end up covering my skirt in an obscene amount of cum, not realizing how much goblins produce. Eventually I decide to continue on my adventure after I find the source of the sounds of running water. I find a small river and strip down to wash up before moving along. 
While I clean myself up and turn around to grab my skirt and wash it as well, only to see a white fox grab my skirt and run away with it.
With the little residual mana in my system I craft a piece of jewellery. It’s a necklace that can stop me from cumming. That way I can make sure I’m ready to cast my spells whenever needed. Plus the influence of the succubus shouldn’t affect me.
My shirt barely covers half of my ass and doesn’t really cover anything else.
It was time to quit fooling around though. I was brought here for a mission and I would have to complete it in order to live peacefully. I keep to the edge of the road avoiding any travellers who come by hiding in the woods nearby.
It only takes a few hours to arrive at the succubus’ lair. It seems like a small house from the outside. I know that all I need to do is to drain enough of the sexual energy of the succubus and they’ll be forced to return to hell.
The smell wafting from below the door is enough to tell me I’m in the right place. I take hold of my sword and sneak up to the front entrance. The smell of sex is incredibly strong, there’s something else mixed in too. I feel lightheaded, like I can’t concentrate. I need to touch, but I resist.
I kick open the door, seeing the demoness. She’s fully nude, a massive tentacle cock dangled between her legs. I brandish my sword and charge.
Something happened.
I’m suddenly on the ground held like I’m in a mating press. My shirt tears to shreds.
“I didn’t know dinner would come to me.” The demoness says, as she casually walks up to me and grabs my tits. It feels like I’m pinned down by invisible hands.
She kneels down and grabs my ankles. Placing her cock on me and for the first time I realize how big it is. Even though she’s got her hips against my ass her cock pokes at my lips.
I open my mouth to say something rude but her pheromones smell so strongly that I drool for a moment and she shoves her cock into my mouth.
“Lube that up for me, you don’t want me to go in dry.” The demoness says.
She starts to drool even more than me. Her spit collecting on my body as the she towers above me. It moves and glows as it becomes brightly colored magical seals. I feel my balls swell in size as they begin overproducing semen.
My body explodes in flames of lust as another seal finishes and multiplies my libido exponentially. I drool on the massive cock that seems more than eager to get to the fun part seeing as it’s leaking enough precum to fill my mouth.
She fondles my balls will she gently starts to finger my pussy. She seems upset that it’s so tight but she still has a plan. A metal belt floats towards her and begins to close around my waist, it covers my pussy and my dick while still leaving my oversized balls hanging out. My precum drips from the chastity belt like a leaky faucet.
“Now this little toy was made by me because of my… endowment.” The demoness says as she reverses her grip on me and lifts me up.
I’m still folded nearly in half as she teases my ass with her cock. She starts to slide it in and I feel my ass stretch out to an incredible size. She pushes more and more. I feel her cock going deeper into my body, going up to my chest. I know she’s only halfway in and I fear for my life. 
But the amount of pleasure is unbelievable. The cage I’m wearing is flooded with precum that runs like water. My prostate feels like it’s far more sensitive and I’m stuck on the edge. I try to take off my necklace so I can cum but with a wave of her arm the demoness turns it into a collar that I can’t remove.
She pushes me deeper onto her cock. Seemingly uncaring about my organs. It feels like they move out of the way for her as she drops me far enough onto her cock that I start gagging. She covers my mouth and when I start breathing through my nose it seems to get a bit better, but my eyes a rolled back and tears are falling.
With a final push her cock comes out of my mouth. I’ve been fully impaled on her cock. She uses me like a cocksleeve, her relatively massive body having no problem lifting my green goblin body.
I can’t do anything but drool as I her cock pierces through me. My eyes try looking for a brain that may as well be mush as my long tongue wraps around the tentacle that wiggles pleasurably in my body. 
The demoness moans loudly as her cock throbs and spurts out a massive amount of cum down the front of my body. She slowly lifts me off her cock as I feel a bulge push into my ass, followed by another and another.
She removes me slowly, waiting until she deposits an egg inside of me before moving me more and letting the next one be oviposited.
When I finally get off her cock I’m bulging with eggs. She brings me in front of a mirror, showing my bloated body and pointing out the demonic horns and much sharper teeth I have.
I guess I didn’t put up much of a fight.
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m-ayo-o · 2 months
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satoru gojo talks through movies
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hairychestloversblog · 11 months
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Natural hairy goodness all the way 😊😊
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onceuponalegendbg · 1 year
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Ok so, the way Suletta’s eyes gleam when she internalizes her mom’s endorsement for murder is the same frickin gleam she has when she bites into a tomato for the first time.
And what do you know, both lead to a bit of red on someone’s face.
Y’all think you so slick.
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amiscreations · 5 months
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hot take of the day: people who hold phones up for the whole time at concerts should be shamed just as much as the people who hold large signs up the whole time.
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mastermadness · 2 months
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When Bon meets Bon! Context: Toy Bonnie had a weird dream of being in the old pizzeria, he tries to play tunes on Withered Bonnie's old guitar...
I know the design IS from help wanted. This whole thing is a cameo. Time travel mishaps am I right?
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boytoyinc · 7 months
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you should fuck my ass so good and deep i cough up your cum
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stray-cowboy-cat · 5 months
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God I’m coming out as an Alicent lover sorry guys..
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eldritchcircus · 9 months
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Working on something fun for the Grim The Clown lovers on patreon this month... grim not actually possessing any utilitarian organs or bones means he's completely fine even when his guts are leaking out of his face, that's normal, he just needs to take a nap and be given a milkshake to feel better :3 he's having the time of his life :3
also I don't really want to tag this with blood or emeto or even crying because none of that is actually happening here but since it looks LIKE that before I color in his Baja Blast Clown Goo, I'm taggin em.
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tiny012 · 1 month
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Hello to the person whose prequel manga I still can not get into...
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ennaih · 5 months
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Every Film I Watch In 2023:
235. Witchfinder General (1968)
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thestarlightforge · 3 months
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“Don’t you DARE forget to tell the Internet that Crowley is a Luke Danes kinnie.” -Sibling
I’M— 🤣
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BUT ARE THEY WRONG? 😂💀
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hermette-historian · 2 years
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[immediately sees two 40 minute long nearly identical videos from the completely inseperable duo Skyzm and Pungence]
Ah. Suddenly I remember why I stopped doing that.
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