hello can we talk about this MASTERPIECE of a film that's gonna be coming out?
When was the last time we got a nature film from a BIG film studio? AND animated without hyper realism??? HELLO
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maybe your owner tells you to struggle, when they press close to you. they haven’t given an explicit order, but you already know where this will end. you know they shouldn’t be doing this, inappropriate use of equipment, but they don’t care, pushing closer until they have you against a wall. their hands are underneath your clothing, feeling along the seams where organic meets inorganic, fingers pushing under your standard issue trousers.
maybe, when they’ve overpowered you—easy when their voice is laced with commands every time they tell you to let them have you—their cock rubbing against your hole, they make you an offer. if you really want them to stop, all you have to do is say so. it’s as simple as that, you just have to tell them no. stop this. let me go.
what they don’t tell you, what you find out when you try to plead with them, finally given free reign to protest, is that they turned off your voice modulation. your lips form the shapes of the words as they press in slowly, but you produce no sound other than that of your wet hole taking them with ease. “i’m sorry, i didn’t catch that.”
they start rolling their hips against you, one hand on your hip, the other grabbing your hair, pulling to make you look up. slowly, at first, but faster as you try again to say no, to stop them.
“yeah? you want to say something?” you nod, trying to look at your owner, let them see what you’re trying to say. “what’s stopping you, toy? speak.” they mark their words with a hard thrust, as your lips move soundlessly, despite the breath punching out of your chest at the force of their thrust.
they keep slamming into you, while your words won’t come, only harsh breathing. their hand slips from your hair to your hips, both hands digging into soft organic padding. “you like it, don’t you?” they draw almost entirely out of you before they thrust back into you. “you do like it. if you didn’t you would’ve said something.”
they’re breathing heavily, and you know by now what that means. you know what is coming when their breathing becomes harsh, hands tightening in your hips as they pull you back against them. “i’m going to fill your cunt.” their movements are jerky, and they laugh breathily. “what’s the matter, don’t you want me to?”
they give a particularly nasty thrust, and you moan, sound returned to you, even if you can’t push them off. “please.” you can feel their pace break down, their breath on your back. “please stop.” they’re not letting up, your words just spurring them on. they fill you up as you beg them not to come inside of you, their groaning drowning out your pleas.
“you didn’t think that’d do anything, right?” they thrust shallowly, fucking their cum into your hole. “maybe if you beg prettily enough, i won’t come inside you again.”
your clenching cunt makes their hips stutter, and they lean heavy on your back. “but no promises.”
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