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transgwender616 · 27 days ago
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Monsterfucking is so normalized on Tumblr I kinda forgot it even counted as a kink. I thought it was like liking boobs on girls. The basic normal stuff most people like.
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ozzgin · 1 day ago
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I woke up in the middle of the night with a single (NSFW) thought: demon x reader with a neglectful husband who doesn't believe you when you tell him the house is haunted.
You're stressed. You must be imagining things. What, the scratches on the wall? It's most likely the furniture you moved yesterday. Your missing panties? Come, now, you know how forgetful you are. They're probably in some random drawer, innocently misplaced. The red marks on your bottom? Surely you've sat oddly or for too long.
Consequently, you're not too surprised when you begin to shake your spouse relentlessly, warning him that something has just grabbed your foot, and he lets out a tired, muffled scolding to go back to sleep. How many times have I told you, he groans before passing out and into a deep slumber once more.
Your terror is swiftly replaced by confusion as the grinning beast now looming above you proceeds to unbutton your shirt. I'm going to need you to be quiet, he drawls, wiping the string of drool shamelessly evading his grotesque mouth. It's a lie, really. He can't wait to hear the moans once you finally give in to his skillful touch. It's just amusing to wonder how long it takes you until- ah, you're already clinging to his back. This will be a busy night.
"And? Was there some frightful monster ready to eat you," your husband mocks in the morning upon seeing your tired face.
"Not at all," you respond, still hot and heavy. "We shall see whether it comes tonight."
From the nearest corner, the horned creature chuckles in excitement.
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monstersflashlight · 4 months ago
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You wake up with a hand around your boob, squeezing it like it's a stress toy. You mumble half asleep, hitting the hand and waiting for them to stop. But they only release it enough to slip their hand under your soft shirt. Cold fingers find your nipple, pinching it and pulling until you are whimpering, not knowing if you want to get more or less of it. They don't give you a choice. Their fingers play with your nipple until you are begging, your panties so wet you can hear it when you rub your legs together. Another hand finds your soaked center, rubbing your clit in slow circles, dragging your pleasure until you are shivering with an orgasm.
And when you come down from the pleasure, you remember you live alone...
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bunnis-monsters · 1 day ago
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warning: mating season, breeding, rut, belly bulge
A/N: Patreon and kofi members got to see this in May! Go join for a huge library of fics I haven’t posted, and even some that are exclusive to Patreon and kofi ^^
Spring was a beautiful time for many hybrids.
The bird hybrids bathed in the lake, the bunny hybrids left their burrows… and the deer hybrids got super horny.
For regular deer, their mating season was in fall and winter, but for deer hybrids it was spring. You only knew this because your mate was going crazy with his rut coming up.
“Thistle, everything will be okay,” you said, attempting to calm the prancing buck down. He pawed at the ground, fidgeting as you stood to comfort him.
“It’s my first rut, dear. I’m not sure if I’ll be okay.”
Thistle had only just grown his antlers this year, meaning this fit would be the first and hardest of his life. You reached out, rubbing his furry flank before holding his hand in yours.
“I’ll be here the whole time, you really don’t have to worry about a single thing.”
Your words got through to him this time, and he let you scratch and play with his soft ears while he settled down in the meadow. “What if I’m rough with you and can’t control myself?”
You barely stifled a laugh, leaning forward to pepper his freckles cheeks in kisses. “I doubt that will happen, my love.”
Oh how wrong you were.
“Th… thistle?”
Your thighs trembled as your usually sweet and timid lover kept you pinned under him, his large cock throbbing with need.
One moment, the two of you had been doing some spring cleaning together, the next he was dragging you into the bedroom and climbing on top.
“You smell so good… my sweet mate…”
His antlers nudged against the bed frame as he sniffed at your neck and chest, his brown doe eyes staring into yours. His breath was hot against your skin, and his hands moved down your body slowly.
“I wanna see you… wanna touch…”
Without another word, he roughly yanked your shirt off, panting softly as he took in the sight of your bare breasts.
Your nipples were already hard, and he cupped your tits in his shaking hands as his cock rubbed against your thighs. “I never knew you were this soft… please…”
Tears ran down his red, freckled cheeks. “I wanna mate… but…”
He whined, burying his face into your neck. It was clear your poor deer hybrid was inexperienced, and instinct could only take him so far.
He desperately humped your thighs, his lower half struggling to mount your human body. “H-hey, it’s okay, let me help…”
You moved downwards and lined up your hips, cupping his cheek with one hand while you helped guide his cock to your wet pussy with the other. “See? You’ve already got me wet, you're doing very good, Thistle…”
He sniffled, biting his lip as the tip of his cock disappeared inside of you. His fluffy deer tail swished behind him, and he was quick to get a hand of things.
“A-ah… it feels so good.”
You were warm and soft inside, your pussy was as inviting as a warm hug. He felt so loved in that moment, even if he was being a bit rough with you.
His antlers continued to nudge the bed frame as his hips rocked against yours. Though you kept quiet about it to not scare him, his cock was stretching you out more than you thought it would.
“G-gonna have a pretty little fawn, aren’t you? You’ll be such a good mama…” he blubbered out, eyes hazy from pleasure as his fingertips left bruises on your fat hips. “All mine, my mate to breed and take care of!”
His possessiveness surprised you, but it also made your cheeks heat up. Despite it being his first time, you were the one that came first.
He cried out, cumming the second he felt your pussy clenched around him. Through his orgasm, he continued to move his hips, even as his cum pumped into your awaiting womb.
Thinking he was done, you began to sit up and comfort him, but Thistle quickly pulled you back onto his cock. “You can’t go, I need you!”
He pushed you down onto your belly, mounting you as he thrusted in and out of your pussy. Every time he moved his hips, his own cum leaked down your thighs.
By the time he had tired himself out, the sun was set and you were exhausted. He blinked sleepily, yawning before his lower half curled up.
“Mmm… I think I’m okay for now… but later I’ll want more.”
You leaned against his chest, letting him groom and nuzzle you. “H… how long does your rut last, Thistle?”
“Oh, about a week.”
You looked down at the obvious bulge in your chubby belly, knowing that you’d definitely end up pregnant with his fawn before the week was over.
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monstersholygrail · 15 hours ago
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Imagine getting isekai'd into your favorite Monster Romance Dating Sim.
After one too many bad dates with the men you’ve met on your countless dating apps, you figured why not give fictional men a try. Anything would be better than this. You were tired at this point, so you really can’t be blamed for simply looking up the top ten most obscure dating sim games and downloading whichever one got placed number one.
It didn’t matter at the time that you hadn’t realized the website didn’t have any other articles on their entire platform. Nor did you seem to notice that the article specifically used your name when offering the list on what you may like. All of it just flew right over your head.
And when the time comes that you’d be able to notice anything amiss, you’re already too obsessed with the game to care. Thinking it just has to be a coincidence that the game seems to know everything about you. How it somehow manages to anticipate your every need.
Even the Monster bf you mained appeared to favor you, although all the monster bf’s seemed to be addicted to you. It was his interactions you seemed to get the most of. Every option you picked was the right one and only made him even more in love with you. You never had such good luck in a game before. It should’ve raised at least one red flag.
But you figured it was just because it’s a good game. Definitely nothing strange going on. It was first on that website. Though come to think of it, you can’t seem to recall what any of the other games on that list looked like. All you could remember was seeing this one in such big bold letters that it was the only one you were really drawn to.
Yet still, after all that, you didn’t expect it when during another night holed up in your room your computer began to glitch. The colors mixed together till it created a strange sort of whirlpool. You were too shocked by what you were seeing to feel the strong breeze pushing you forward and sucking you up into the computer.
When you come to, it takes you a minute to process what you’re seeing. Instead of your room you’re now in a familiar looking tavern. The very same tavern in your game, in fact. Except now you’re not looking at it through a screen but in real life. Or whatever this is. Virtual life? You really couldn’t make sense of it.
You really needed a drink and some time to figure all this out. But the moment you sit down, a large shadow casts over you. Looking up your jaw drops, all five of your Monster romantic interests standing before you. And every single one of them stare down at you with a raging hunger. Looking like they want to tear off your clothes, shred them into tiny pieces, and ravage you till you’re a mess and fucked dumb on their cocks.
Only so that they may gain your love and finally claim you as their perfect mate, of course. And until you decide which one of them has won your heart, they see no problem sharing your body. Over and over again until your health bar drops to zero and you pass out from utter bliss.
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beastsoulart · 9 months ago
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The only ship dynamic that 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 🖤
Monster X Human
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flowerbetweenfangs · 1 day ago
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Exercising Coach Monsters
The first surprise was the Minotaur. You had been expecting lifting weights, or even some sort of calisthenics. Instead, he taught you some good water aerobics. They were the creation of Poseidon after all. He taught by the ocean, and didn't seem perturbed by all the sharp rocks or potential hazards on the sandy bottom. And since he was twice the size of you, there were a few times he wandered into deeper waters before realizing you were treading.
The werewolf pack was full of energy, but especially around the full moon. They were sprinting through the woods through homemade obstacle courses. Although one of them got caught in a in mistletoe... Which you didn't even knew grew in the area. Thankfully a good brushing and rinse off in the stream seemed to clear their fur. And when one pack member gets attention... They all want it. So the afternoon turned into an impromptu grooming session.
The orc and hobgoblin were for weights and agility. The orc helped you learn different machines, and spotted you when needed. Hobgoblin made sure you learned lunges and different yoga poses to increase flexibility. When you got more confident on your feet, it turned into wrestling and aerobics. They keep bringing up the idea of boxing, but the orc is terrified he'll break you.
The dragon loves to hike. Well, they love to take you into the mountains and cliffs, then bring you up high to their hoard. Its up to you on how you're getting down. But they'll let you take a treasure home for your trouble. And when the summer heat is high, they're off to hunt. You can at least get a free (if a little late) lunch out of it.
The vampire started off by teaching dances they'd learned through the years. Their skills were honed, and they had many costumes to choose from. Some you may have suspected they had made specifically for your arrival... From ballroom to hip hop to para para, they're well traveled and love to let your body move.
Of course, once all the fitness was done, and you were adequately re-hydrated... There were the other forms of exercise they wanted to get done...
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mindless-rweraidtiinng · 7 months ago
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Size difference >>>
Artist: original artist: miizzeee, pixiv: user50449127
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phosphorusmoon · 2 days ago
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This is me... if anyone cares...
I need this in my life. I need this dragon.
I would feel safe and protected in his big strong arms.
i want a Dragon Daddy.
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(Artist is Unrealien1 on X, thanks rebloggers!)
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ozzgin · 2 months ago
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content: female reader, mildly NSFW
You've taken up a job at the local aquarium as one of those pretend mermaids for the amusement of children and tourists. Does it pay well? Enough to convince you to dunk yourself underwater several times a day, at the very least.
What you thought was a cheap, obviously fake costume seems to have given the marine hybrids the wrong idea. They believe you are one of them, and - most importantly - the only available mate of the tank.
You could feel their hungry stare on you from the moment you plunged into the water. Luckily, they know to behave when there's an audience, but as soon as the doors close, they begin their relentless teasing. Tugging on your tail, pinning you to the glass walls, trying to breed you and mark you as their own.
Perhaps if you let them witness the truth, they will finally cease their pursuit. In a desperate attempt, you dove in without your costume, eagerly showcasing your bare legs as evidence. Which, lamentably, only made it worse. Ah, so that's why they couldn't properly touch you. Some piece of glittery fabric was blocking their access to the important bits.
On the bright side, after your courageous act, you found a new check sitting on your desk. It appears you've been promoted - whatever you're doing with the hybrids is improving their mood greatly. Keep going!
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monstersflashlight · 3 days ago
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How do different monster boyfriend react to reader putting sex ban for a month cause they made us extremely angry.
Werewolf!boyfriend would be so whiny. He would totally be begging after you all day long. Maybe not for the first couple of days, he'd be cool and thinking you'd break and end up impaled on his knot. But after the third day without any action he'd get desperate, trying to hump you any chance he gets. And then he'd start to beg until you think he's so pathetic you end up jerking him off until he makes a mess. Such a good boy for you when he wants to be.
Dragon!boyfriend would be annoyed. He would be all "I don't care", and would fly away and don't come back for at leas a whole day. That would only make you madder, because on top of being angry you are worried for him. But when he comes back, it is with so many presents you don't know how to react. If you are mad at him, he can make it up to you, he can give you anything, he would surrender his whole fortune if that means you not being mad. Once you tell him it's okay, he would hold you down and rut into you until you don't know any other words that's not his name.
Vampire!boyfriend would be super salty. He would give you the cold shoulder and act as if he doesn't care about it. As if he doesn't care about you. But the second you hug him to go to sleep, he would be feeling more and more guilty. He would totally wake you up with some aphrodisiac venom in your clit to eat you out until you pass out. (You would def forgive him after that, and ask him to do it again.)
Orc!boyfriend and Minotaur!boyfriend would be extremely mad right back. You know how they get when they can't rut you for a day, what do you expect if you don't fuck them for more than that? So they wait patiently until you've done with your "tantrum" (that's part of why you are mad) and then they'd press you down, legs over their shoulders and fucking you into submission. You can be mad at them if you want to, but you wouldn't take their hole away from them. By the time they are done you don't even remember why you were mad in the first place.
Let me know if you want to know the reaction to other monsters! Also reminder that you can send requests like this one and I'll do some headcanons <3
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tomboy-disaster · 18 hours ago
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SIGN. ME. UP!!! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
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Pussy Portal Pt. 1
I'm certain I'm not the only one whose seen that Pussy Portal post and been absolutely gobsmacked by the idea. So here's a little something inspired by it. (There will definitely be more, whether anyone wants it or not, because I cannot get this idea out of my head).
Post here if you haven't seen it.
Smut below the cut.
You were flat-out broke. That was the only reason you considered the app in the first place. It had come to you in a desperate internet search for quick ways to make money on the side. Student loan payments were piling up and were at risk of going to collections, your car had finally bit the dust last week and would take far more to repair than it was worth, and you for sure couldn't afford a new one. The final cherry on top was your job cutting your hours. No announcement, no email, nothing. Just a gradual decline of your name on the schedule and some sleuthy coworkers putting two and two together. Everyone's hours were getting cut. At least you still qualified for health insurance. For now.
Most of the money-making schemes you found during your searches just weren't worth the trouble. You'd spent an hour filling out the most inane surveys for $10 and another three hours transcribing jail phone calls for lawyers just to earn less than a penny per word. You had begun to feel hopeless. And then it had popped up, like a boon from hell; Pussy Portal. Selling your body hadn't been out of the question. You had considered selling your feet pics online, and even found a website where you could send people your used panties for money. But the more you looked into it, the more you realized it would essentially be a full-time job if you wanted it to be lucrative, and one of the ways to make more money was to have a presence, put your face out there, let people see what they were buying. You weren't nearly confident enough for that. Pussy Portal on the other hand, sort of alleviated both of those concerns. The pay was pretty good, and no one was actually going to be looking at or interacting with you, you just had to give any creature of any nature, unfettered access to your pussy. Putting it bluntly, Pussy Portal was prostitution, but you wouldn't be meeting any of the clients and no one had to know who you were. You just couldn't think about it too hard.
So, here you were. App downloaded, background check and medical screenings passed, some sort of strange magi-tech contraption attached to your hip, now you just had to wait. You were promised by the Pussy Portal rep you'd been communicating with that your first time on the app would essentially be a quality check. One of their "testers" would get first dibs on you, give you a rating, and that was that; you were open for business.
The email they sent gave you a very large time frame, pretty much the entire day. You were glad you had off work, firstly, because you wouldn't have wanted to do this in the office (you most certainly would have been fired), and secondly, you were far too nervous to do anything else. You just settled onto your couch, turned the app on, and waited.
After about thirty minutes of staring at the ceiling while your stomach churned, you realized that you needed to distract yourself somehow or you'd go crazy with anticipation. So, you turned on your comfort show and doom scrolled for a while. You weren't sure if you needed to be in any sort of position for it to work; there weren't really any instructions on that, so you just lay back and tried not to focus on it. After a few hours, you started to wonder if anything was going to happen. You kept opening your email to double-check you had the date right, and pulling the band of your sweats down to check that the magi-tech device was still glowing green. You were almost tempted to email support. Maybe they'd mistyped the date. Then, when you were least expecting it, you felt it. A gentle prodding at your entrance. You sucked in a breath, the nerves gathering themselves in your stomach again. The being on the other end of the portal pushed into you slowly, your mouth fell open at the stretch. The app said it catered to all kinds of beings, and you weren't sure what creature might be currently pushing you open, but it was certainly larger and a bit more textured than a human. You were just grateful they hadn't decided to start with something huge like a minotaur. You weren't really sure what you should do now. Did you need to take your clothes off, or get into any certain position? You kept thinking about your thighs getting in the way, but it clearly wasn't an issue as you felt the cock begin moving slowly in and out of you. It felt odd not to do anything at all, so you adjusted yourself on the couch and spread your legs.
You were getting wetter by the second as the cock continued it's slow drag in and out of you, some of it's ridges catching on your insides and pushing on your sensitive spots. A moan fell from your lips, and you couldn't help but slip a hand inside the loose sweats you were wearing. Finding your clit, your fingers moved slow circles over it eased on by the juices now dripping out of you. It was strange to feel so full, to feel the push and pull of a cock in your tight cunt but not be able to see the dick itself. Your fingers travelled lower to your entrance where you felt your pussy being stretched by the invisible suitor.
The cock picked up it's pace and you groaned, fingers moving back up to your clit. The being on the other side of the portal seemed to be nearing his end, his thrusts more frantic than before. You were nearing your climax too, and your fingers picked up speed in time with the thrusts in and out of you. You were so close when you felt the cock snap forward and bury itself deep, deeper than anyone had ever reached, a rush of semen filling you in warm spurts. That was what pushed you over the edge and you spasmed hard around the cock, your walls clenching down. Before you were ready, the being pulled out.
You stared up at the ceiling, hand still down the front of your pants, breathing heavy, contemplating what you had just done. You'd just let a stranger, a non-human creature, fuck you, and other than the nerves at the beginning, you enjoyed it. You threw your free arm over your eyes and laughed at the ridiculous state you found yourself in. You only decided to get up from your couch when a trickle of cum slipped from inside you and dribbled down your ass.
When you returned from the bathroom after having cleaned yourself up, you noticed a notification had popped up on your phone. Your trial run was successful and you were officially approved to start making money on Pussy Portal. The Pussy Portal tester that had fucked you had even left a note on your profile for other potential clients to see. "Tight, human pussy. Larger beings may need the assistance of lubrication." The review made you feel a little weird; it was so dry and clinical for something that had felt so strange and intimate for you, but when the $500 signing bonus hit your bank account, that feeling dissipated. You could totally make this work.
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bunnis-monsters · 2 months ago
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Have this idea about reader going to watch porn for the first time in a while. It looks like they’re in costumes, the guy has demon horns and a tail… and he doesn’t seem very interested in the girl he’s fucking.
Honestly, he looks bored and his cock is only semi-hard. The lady’s fake moans echoing through the preview even turn you off.
When you click the video and watch, suddenly he looks into the camera and his cock twitches, getting hard.
Then he jumps through your screen! You somehow clicked on incubus porn, and now you’re being pounded by a sexually frustrated incubus.
Your fat pussy just looks so pretty, taking him so well! He’s gonna have to put a claim over your womb now…
He’s never felt this good before, there’s no way he’s leaving without forming some kind of contract with his cute little human toy!
Should I do something with this idea..?
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monstersholygrail · 7 months ago
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Rare Snow Leopard Hybrid who knows he’s unique and special and only deserves the best. But who’s been sent back to the shelter multiple times for being difficult.
When you decide to adopt him, feeling bad he hasn’t had a stable owner since his previous one passed, Snow Leopard Hybrid thinks you’re exactly the same as the others. He looks down on you, viewing you as just another dumb human.
But when your love and affection makes his tail shot up, swaying side-to-side, and his cock tingle, he decides to have mercy on you. He gives you the blessing of being the one he feeds his hard aching cock into, sinking his length into your tight heat and drooling over how perfect your walls feel all snug around him.
He kneads at your soft belly as he ruts into you like a man possessed, refusing to acknowledge that he’s going feral over a human. But he can’t help it when your pretty fat cunt is sucking him back in with every thrust, forcing his cock to twitch and jerk deeper inside you. He can’t believe how perfect you are for him, like you were made to take his cock. He wonders what else you’d be perfect for…
“I-I guess— Mmph!— that you’ll be fit to carry my litter. Just a human, b-but fuuuck, s’look so pretty all round and swollen with my kittens,” Snow Leopard Hybrid babbles messily, saliva dripping off his fangs and making such a mess of you. It only turns you on more to see how needy he is for you.
His thrusts grow sloppy as he fucks into you with a single purpose of shooting his cum inside you till his seed takes root. Hips swiveling and rutting against you, chasing his pleasure so much he doesn’t notice how he’s hitting that spongy spot inside of you with every jerk of his hips.
When you cum you cum hard, your vision flashing with stars and your weeping cunt clenching down hard around the Snow Leopard. He lets out a long yowl, feeling you suffocate his needy pulsing cock, and he slides down to the hilt before erupting and shooting long thick spurts of cum right into your eager womb. He cums and cums, seeming like it’ll never stop, filling you up to the brim. Only then does he sag against you, bumping his forehead affectionately against your neck, his cat ears tickling your cheek, and trilling softly in your ear.
“Stupid human makin’ me cum so hard… Need’a give ‘er more and more of my loads till she’s pretty and pregnant. Gotta keep my mate all filled up,” Snow Leopard Hybrid mumbles as if you aren’t even there.
His plans for you for the rest of the night quite clear as he quirky rambles about doing anything to make sure his cum takes. And a second later your pussy flutters feeling him start to grow hard again inside of you.
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kabr0ztrousers · 3 days ago
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Male!reader hanging out at the bar and totally isn’t gay… until someone with a fat, knotted cock offers to pay his tab (and then some) in exchange for some “favours”
Kabr0z Writes episode 160: Bi-curious
Find the rest of the Kabr0z Writes anthology here!
Ao3!
CWs: Alcohol usage; alcohol intox; dubcon; oral sex; anal sex; forced yoga
A/N: I'm gonna stop talking about my release schedule. Every time I do, fate curses me. Enjoy though, this one was meant to be like 500 words, and it shook out a lot longer than that
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You motioned for another drink. You were already far too deep to drive home tonight, and the last train was an hour ago, so who gave a shit? Linda had walked out that afternoon, well, you say walked out, she changed the locks and left your belongings in cardboard boxes on the street. The endless stream of whiskey was doing the trick making sure you didn't give a shit, at least for tonight. Double after double went down, each one easier than the last until you were swaying, clinging to the bar top for dear life, wishing you could just tell them to leave the bottle with you like in the noir films she always used to like.
Fuck. Stop remembering her.
You looked up, trying to catch the barman’s eye “Hey, hey, c-can I get an-another?”
The barman shook his head “Sorry mate, you're cut off. You can prop up the bar, and I can give you water, but nothing stronger”
Bastard. You let your head droop to the bar top as your eyes drifted closed
You woke with a jolt. The barman was shaking you gently “Feeling better, mate? You gotta settle up and go, closing time”
You batted him away, before reaching into your pocket for your wallet. Your missing wallet. Some asshole had clearly lifted it from you
“Got no money” you tried to explain to the deeply unimpressed young man “gotta have a tab”
“No can do, you have to settle up before you can go, otherwise I've got to get the law involved, and frankly neither of us want that” he sighed a little and kept sweeping around you “I could honestly care less how you do it, but you're paying before you leave, one way or the other”
A deep voice came from behind you “It's OK, I’ve got him” the voice belonged to a hulking lupine wearing hi-viz overalls, he clearly got to the bar after work, and only now was thinking about leaving, passing a credit card to the bored barman 
“Thanks,” the barman looked at you “You're lucky Max took a shine to you, he doesn't often” he rang up the total, swiped the card and returned it to Boris.
The lupine helped you up, and supported your dead weight out of the pub to the late-night gloom of the street outside “Bet you don't have anywhere to sleep, Huh? It's OK, I have a sofa you can crash”
Max didn't wait for your response, half-carrying, half-dragging you down the street and into the depths of the suburban sprawl. By the time you were on his doorstep, he was fumbling with a set of keys with one hand, the other still supporting your bulk as he crossed the threshold and flopped you onto his couch like a wet fish. Your body felt somehow distant as you sank into the cushions, Max sitting next to you, idly channel-hopping with the TV remote.
The house smelled of him. Lupine’s houses always do, a musky, sweaty smell. It isn’t overpowering, nor is it unpleasant, but every stitch of upholstery gets coated in that smell. He held the remote in one idle hand, eyes drifting closed, thumb still mindlessly clicking the channel button, flipping past endless teleshopping hawking every gadget under the sun 
He didn’t seem to notice the growing bulge in his pants. You did. You’d never considered going with a guy before, maybe it was your aching heart, maybe it was the alcohol fire in your belly. Hauling yourself from your reclined position took some doing, but you were still strong enough to move, just not very co-ordinated. Before long, and with a minimum of misplaced limbs, your head rested on his belly, a firm set of abs supporting you as your hand covered his crotch. 
Last chance to turn back now. You could feel how big he was, enough to put you to shame even under his clothes, twitching in anticipation inside his jeans. You glanced at the TV. He’d stopped flipping channels and muted the set, having settled on one of the high-numbered channels, lurid pornography playing out on the screen.
“Well? It’s not gonna suck itself”
Ignoring how often you’d used that line, you opened his flies. The musk got so much stronger as the cock slipped free. You stifled a gasp, not willing to react quite so blatantly at his member, but it was magnificent. Vivid red, already two or three inches bigger than yours, maybe a half inch thicker, and still more hidden inside his sheath. From a certain standpoint, you’d got damn lucky for your first time. From another, you’d started on hard mode. You were just wondering what he planned to do with that thing.
He didn’t leave you hanging. One hand gripping your hair, the other slipping the last few inches out of his sheath, he plugged your mouth with throbbing, dripping fuckmeat. A twinge of shame shot through you, being forced onto another man’s cock. But why did it feel so good? And why were you already rock-hard? You wrapped your fingers around his base, holding just behind the knot like you’d seen so many times in porn. You figured what felt good for a baseliner probably felt good for a lupine too, licking the underside of his cock, sucking on the tip, trying to get as much of it in as you could before your gag reflex forced you to withdraw a few inches, then trying again. All the time, he was twitching and leaking. The musky smell dripping down your throat, filling your sinuses. You almost felt like you were getting high off it, lightheadedness flowing over you in waves as you unzipped yourself, fucking your fist even as you used your throat to fuck him.
Until he pulled you away.
“You’re a natural cocksucker, now let’s see how that ass does” 
You whined. You were enjoying that, but he wasn’t paying attention. He manhandled you over the arm of the sofa, pushing your head into a cushion as your legs and ass flailed in midair
“Don’t worry, I’ll go slow” Cold lube spread across your asscheeks, you yelped as a fingertip pushed inside “At least, I’ll try”
His cock felt even bigger when you couldn’t see it. You’d never done anal before, certainly never bottomed before. The solid rod lay between your cheeks, rubbing up and down, still dripping musky precum as it collected lube. It paused, aiming straight down your ass
“Ready? One…” he pushed a little “Two!” 
You yelped into the cushion as he drove himself inside. You panted. He was only partway in. Still more to go. Much more.
Again he thrust. Then again. Over and over he invaded your puckered hole as your yelps turned to gasps, then moans and whines. He picked up speed. Thrusting harder and deeper. The arm of the sofa had you positioned perfectly. Every thrust rammed into your prostate. Your crotch felt fizzy. It wasn’t pain, or the familiar aching pressure, but you knew he was getting you close. You could feel yourself dribbling, your own precum soaking into the fabric upholstery.
Max was panting now, the smell of fresh sweat suffusing the room, overtaking the ambient musk. His knot slapped against you, over and over. Every time it did, you stretched a little further, groaned a little louder 
“You like that? You want me to knot you?”
You nodded, well past words
“Such a slut”
The thrusting got harder, forcing you open. Hands spread your cheeks as the knot plopped inside. Cum flooded you, held in by your position and his thick, bulbous base. You were locked together now. He was filling you, no matter what, pump after pump of semen squirting into your guts
“Aww, did my slut cum?” His hand slid under your crotch, feeling your dripping, but still rock-hard cock “No? Well, we need to fix that”
He lifted you up, swiveling you on his cock, making you gasp as your legs came to rest on his shoulders, his hips driving downwards. Slowly, inevitably, he climbed up, hanging you by his cock in your asshole. You were suspended by his cock in your asshole, dangling off his knot as your ring tightened around the knotted base. Hands gripped your hips as he ground himself inside you. The angle you were at rubbed his knot against your already punished gland. The blood rushed to your head as you felt the pressure returning, more now than before. You couldn’t stop panting, forced into a human knot as he fucked you from above. Your balls tensed against you. More precum dripped out of you, a thin strand that dangled like a sword of Damocles
“Do you want it? Huh? Beg”
You tried to. Your words didn’t come out right. All you were was a pile of limbs, and a hole, panting, whining, dripping
“Good enough, slut”
Your body shook as he ground himself harder inside you. Your whines turned to moans, then a wail as he drove you mercilessly beyond anything you’d had before. Your cock spat and twitched. Drops of hot cum flowed from you, painting your own face with your relief, bitter, salty drips landing in your open mouth, forcing you to taste yourself.
Then he sat down. You lay there, bodies entangled, covered in sweat, lube and cum. Still plugged up with cock. There’s questions you’re going to have to ask yourself in the morning, but for now, you close your eyes and listen to Max’s snores
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