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[theannoyingtiger]

I’m good with nervous girls, very calm and gentle. We’d chat and flirt while I watch you get squirmy and horny. When I think you can’t wait anymore, I’ll put my hand on your thigh and ask you to go to bed with me. I’d strip you slowly, kissing and touching and praising you. I’d hold your hand and move it to my cock.

Does that sound like fun, princess?

I want your first time to be very sweet and romantic… we’ll have plenty of opportunities to have filthy kinky sex, why not take it slow? Besides, my cock is big so we would need to be careful to not overwhelm your tight virgin pussy.

How about missionary for your first time? You’ll have me so close to you, right above you, kissing and encouraging my little girl to fit just a bit more in. You can use your legs and hands to push against me, so we move at just the right pace.

Wouldn’t you love to see me so close to you? See how much I’m enjoying your young pussy? Hear every moan and growl, my heavy breathing, feeling my body tense every time I get just that little bit deeper in you? My bright smile when I finally reach the base, overjoyed that I get to pull out and push my cock back into you one more time?

I can slowly push more of my weight onto your little body, until you’re surrounded by me, arms wrapped tight around you. Full of me; my cock in your little hole, my tongue in your mouth. Everything you feel is your daddy. That’s when I break, just a little bit. Thrust harder than before, push your ass into the mattress with each stroke.

You’ll watch that primal need light up in my eyes. You’ll know that you’re not just a little princess anymore - you’re good pussy and I want every little bit of you. I need to breed you, fuck you until you’re mine and nothing else. My slut, my breeding pet, my prey.

I want to see that moment when you realize every whimper just makes me harder, every gasp makes me rut deeper into your pussy.

I want to see the pride on your face when I completely slip and fuck you rough. When I can’t hold back anymore, and I need to cum in your pussy - when I need to cum in your cunt. When I’m willing to hold you down and force you to give me what I need. Fuck you like a slut. Push my fingers into your mouth because it’s just another hole that belongs to me. Take my little girl’s first time with rough breeding sex.

I’ll cum in your tiny pussy. I’ll praise you for being a cum dump, praise you for being the perfect sex object for me to use. I’ll rub your creampied pussy and ask you dirty questions:

“Are you an innocent virgin? Or are you a slut? Would an innocent virgin be so full of cum? Who fucked you until you’re a whimpering mess? Was it daddy? You icky little slut, I’m twice your age and you let me corrupt you like this… But you love it, don’t you?” ❤️

[theannoyingtiger]

It's been a while since you've seen a doctor, and you're nervous as you follow the nurse back to my office. What's there to be nervous about, this is just a little checkup, right? You notice the nurse's manicured burgundy nails as she knocks sharply on the door. She turns to you, smiling prettily, and says, "the doctor will see you now."

You push open the door and enter quite a large room. The nurse follows, closing the door behind you. In the center is the examination table, off to the right is a small crowd of young adults, appearing to be made up of men and women, and on the left is me, seated at my desk. "Welcome," I say, standing and extending one hand. My voice is deep, warm, and smooth, and you fumble for a moment, blushing a little, before you remember to shake my hand. Your hand is dwarfed in mine, my strong fingers encircling you, and a thought flashes unbidden through your mind - what would those fingers feel like inside you? - but, come on now, that's really not appropriate...

"I have a few students with me, as you can see. Is that alright?"

"Well, yes, of course!" Why shouldn't it be?

"Excellent. Now, I'm pioneering this new full-body examination method - it's really quite extraordinary, the maladies I can detect this way - but be warned, it is, shall we say, unorthodox. Is that alright?"

Just for a moment, you see something in my eyes, something behind the genial smile and gentle, reassuring tone. Just for a moment, you feel like some specimen, some piece of meat, pinned down under the lights with nowhere to go... but just for a moment. Surely, nothing bad can happen, and I'm a doctor, aren't I? You can trust me. So you swallow your fear, and you acquiesce.

"Excellent! Let's have a seat on the table, if you don't mind, and we'll make a start. Nurse V, if you would..."

As you sit on the table, the clinical, sterile seating a little cold against your skin, the pretty nurse steps behind the table, facing you, waiting for something. From your right, I approach, and you feel again just how much larger than you I am as my broad shoulders block out one of the ceiling lights. With all these people watching you, it takes all you have not to squeeze your legs together, just a little bit.

We begin with a quick examination of your face - "you have beautiful eyes, you know," I purr into one ear. I place one hand on the side of your neck and tilt your head; god, you've been reading too much, haven't you, the way you want these strong, expert fingers to close around your throat.

"Now, open your mouth for me, please." You oblige, and I cup your chin and slide my thumb into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue. Your eyebrows jump in surprise, and you look at me questioningly.

I smile again, still inside you. "Unorthodox, remember? Now, close your mouth and try to swallow." From behind, the nurse strokes your cheek with the back of one hand, and you feel a sudden ache between your legs. You close your lips around my thumb and swallow. It tastes... clean, mostly, as one might expect from a doctor, but you can taste the sweat underneath.

"Very good, one more time for me."

You swallow again, and you feel me slide my thumb over the surface of your tongue, pressing down, swirling in circles.

"And, one more time... yes, that's it, good job, very good job."

The praise for this degrading task is more than you can bear, and you squeeze your thighs together. Fuck, it's humiliating, everyone just saw you do that... All these eyes on you, the beautiful nurse behind you, this big, strong doctor with these big, strong hands and that big fucking bulge... but no, this is just a checkup, nothing is going to happen, right?

While you were thinking, I dried my hand off and had begun speaking.

"I'm - I'm sorry?"

"No worries. I was saying, can you remove your top, please? We need to examine your heart and your breathing."

You stare at me. "Remove my - "

"Yes, remove your top. The fewer barriers between me and you, the less interference with my examination." My face is quite serious, almost bored - this really must be routine. You look back at the nurse, and she smiles slightly and nods. So you undress, your nipples betraying you, standing at attention. You blush as the crowd of students looks at you intently. The nurse lays one warm hand on your shoulder, slender fingers gripping you reassuringly, and your eyes are drawn once more to those burgundy nails.

I step in close, and you feel my breath warm on your chest. "Now, observe the stiffness in the patient's nipples - this is to be expected, given the cool air, and it's certainly nothing to be ashamed of," I say, smiling. I press my stethoscope up over your heart, the metal cold on your skin, and your mind is betrayed by the pounding of your heart. My eyes flick up to meet yours, and I grin, predatorily, and once again you feel like a piece of meat beneath the lights.

I examine your breasts, starting with your left. Enclosed in my big, strong hands, I squeeze and push, prod and pull, ostensibly feeling for any abnormalities, but the way my fingers brush over your nipples, the intensity with which I sink them into your soft breasts, heaving now as your breath comes faster... My practiced tongue rasps over one nipple and a tiny moan escapes your lips as you try desperately to hide how much you're enjoying this; try desperately, and fail.

Abruptly, I pull back. "Excellent! All seems well here." I rest one hand on your other shoulder and turn to the students. "Note the pleasure response during this section of the examination, and I hope you were paying attention to the oral technique."

I turn back to you, my eyes dancing as they meet yours. "Fully undress, if you would. The inspection must continue."

Your hands tremble as you slide your clothes down off your waist, and the nurse aids you, her lovely hands stroking along your thighs and calves as she does.

"And spread for us, please."

Obediently, your thighs open, exposing your cunt, your needy, aching wetness, to all.

"Note the beauty of the patient's sex, here. The shape of the folds," I murmur, tracing one finger along your sensitive lips, "the balanced ratio of the clitoris to the vulva overall," sliding two fingers on either side of your clit, squeezing gently between them, "the appropriate pleasure response in - "

You lose what I say as I plunge two fingers inside you, powerful and dextrous, knuckles slipping past your tightness easily. It feels so fucking good to finally have something inside you, after all this aching and teasing, and god, so many people are watching, they're all watching your pussy spread and toyed with by this big, strong, handsome older man, and now the nurse's slender fingers are across your throat and her lips are on your forehead, and she tells you that you're doing so well for me, you've been so good...

My fingers press up inside you, finding your g spot, and with my thumb rubbing on your clit, I start melting you. Waves of pleasure course through your body, you gasp, moan, whimper, and with your eyes closed you can't tell whose lips are so soft on yours, but it feels so fucking good, and all those people are watching and it makes you want it more, your back arching, chest heaving, melting under the attention, and finally, mercifully, you cum, contracting around my fingers, squeezing your thighs together, trembling, shaking, gasping for air. You hear me say something, but you're so overwhelmed with pleasure that all you can make out from my speech is "very, very good".

The hand withdraws from your throat, and I gently, gently, extricate my fingers, and settle my hand atop one thigh, fingers slick with your desire.

The nurse whispers affirmation in your ear as I address the class. "Stimulation in this manner, of the two most sensitive sex stimuli, brings the most consistent and powerful orgasms to those possessing these organs." I stroke the inside of your thigh reassuringly, before turning to you.

"The final part of this examination is seeing how well you handle penetration. I'm going to need your unequivocal verbal consent before proceeding."

The nurse leans in and whispers into your ear, "might I suggest 'please, sir, will you fuck me?'" You'd blush harder if you could.

You swallow, nervously, and there's a twisting in your gut as you say it. "Please," you begin, voice cracking. "Please, sir, will you fuck me?"

"Yes, that is sufficient. I must say, though," I warn, unzipping my jeans, "that I am quite large." I slap my cock down on your tummy, and the sheer weight of it shocks you. You've seen size like this in porn, sure, but fuck, you've never touched something like this. When you tear your gaze away from my cock, I'm grinning down at you, predatory again. "You can back out at any time, you know." My voice is low, teasing, challenging. "Should we continue?"

You nod shakily, and spread your legs a little wider.

One hand on your raised knee, one hand guiding my cock, I push against you. For a moment you realize the exam had to be done in this order; if you weren't so fucking wet, there's no chance you'd be able to take me. But all thoughts are blasted out of your mind as I push harder and slide in.

It's so fucking thick that you can't help but groan. You've never felt so full, so strained inside, being pushed in every direction; you're not built for this, maybe there's just too much, your body is rejecting me - and then I push again, another few inches, and you slam your head back against the padded table, a long, drawn-out "fuuuuuck" wrenched from your lips. You feel my strong hands brace at your hips, and with a final thrust, slamming your cervix up into your guts, moving your entire body, the ridges of my cock sliding deeper and deeper, sliding painfully, pleasurably past your walls, I'm inside you.

The nurse rests her hands on you again, and purrs in your ear, "you're doing so well for him, I know it's hard, it's so hard, but you're doing such a good job, pretty girl..."

Glacially, I pull out, allowing you a moment to rest, before thrusting in again, hands still at your waist. You sob once, loudly, and then you sink into it as I pick up a rhythm, deep, deep strokes inside you. You hear me grunting, whispering something, and I grow more frantic, impaling you a little harder, and through the wall of pleasure you hear me rumble, "nurse V, begin the overstimulation procedure."

"Certainly, doctor." She leans over you, lips fiercely meeting yours, and one of those slender hands reaches down to abuse your clit. An image of those burgundy nails on your cunt flashes through your mind as I continue pounding you, forcing you to spread for me, adjust to me, even as the nurse plays your clit like an instrument, and fuck, she's a virtuoso.

You sing a song of moans and voiceless curses under our combined mastery, knowing your audience is entranced, filled with a blazing, lusty pride. The deep bass of my voice, resonant in your skull, is saying something, but you cannot hear me; you're moaning, groaning, pleading, "yes, yes, oh my god yes" over and over...

The song swells to a crescendo and with two sudden strikes, two powerful thrusts into you, it ends with a thick, hot, sticky white wave of my approval inside you. You feel it pulse deep, deep inside, filling you, load after load delivered straight past your bruised, abused cervix.

You come back to reality with my cum spilling from between your legs, trailing thickly down onto the exam table. I zip up my jeans while the nurse helps dry you off, from all the sweat and saliva. She dabs caringly at your mouth, and you notice that the cloth is dyed the same shade as her lipstick.

"Now," I address the class, "I hope you were paying attention." I rest one hand on your aching, trembling thigh. How many times did you cum with me inside you? How long were all these people watching you writhe beneath me, begging, losing yourself in the pleasure? You have no fucking clue. "This patient has bravely volunteered for each of you to examine her, here and now, while she's available to us."

Your jaw drops. When did you agree to that? You would never - but you were begging, "yes, yes, yes" earlier, weren't you, while I was talking. You agreed. Everyone heard you say it.

"One at a time, please. And," I say to you, grinning wolfishly, "don't worry. I'll be watching the entire time."

[theannoyingtiger]

[theannoyingtiger]

Can’t stop thinking about some sweet aftercare after rearranging her insides

“God you’re such a good girl, you did so good for me..What is it? You want some cuddles? Of course baby, you deserve some cuddles for doing so amazing” Pulling her close, making her rest her head on my chest and wrapping my arms around her “My princess can get as many cuddles as she needs, I’m so proud of you”

Her legs still shaking slightly and cum slowly leaking out of her, dripping over her thighs until I notice it “I can bring you a towel darling, oh you don’t want me to? Okay I promise I’ll stay right here with you, okay angel? I’m not going anywhere.” I squeeze her tighter and gently brush her hair with my fingers

“You know, you look even prettier so up close, it always amazes me just how beautiful you are baby, every time I look at you, it’s like you keep getting prettier and cuter” she starts turning into a red blushy mess, hiding her face in my chest “Aww you’re blushing? Don’t hide your face I want to keep looking at you princess..”

I put my hand on her cheeks and gently move her head to face me “There she is, my pretty girl” giggling together and keeping eye contact in silence. Until I give her a forehead kiss and say “We should get some rest now baby” she shakes her head “You want to stay awake a little longer? That’s okay sweetheart, we can stay like this for as long as you need, okay?” I kiss her head and go back to slowly playing with her hair, using my other hand to hold hers “Good night angel, Daddy loves you so much”

[theannoyingtiger]

obsessed with the thought of a guy jerking off to me

[theannoyingtiger]

Funnelling by yourself is kinda difficult…

[theannoyingtiger]

Possessiveness >>>>>>>>>>>

[theannoyingtiger]

A Painfully "Exotic" Shake

So @fungusfangs made an incredibly cute little sequence yesterday with Fatgum and Tamaki that involved Tamaki drinking a really horrible protein shake full of all manner of various meats to store him with extra abilities. It was so funny I had to make a fuller fic for it especially since it got me back on my 'maki bend~ >////<

"Here ya go! Down the hatch kid~" Fatgum insisted in his jovial way upon handing Tamaki a very peculiar looking protein shake.

The elf-eared boy shifted anxiously when he looked down at the thick bubbling drink. "S-So much...?!" Tamaki asked in a way that almost sounded like a nervous whimper. "...It's so heavy..."

"Ya so best t'try and drink it fast so ya don't notice the taste...or texture..." Fatgum insisted with a beaming smile and a heroic thumbs up.

Tamaki nervously sniffed at the rather sizable shake in his hands. If that wasn't enough to make him cringe the gurgling erupting from the beverage definitely was.

"...W-What's even in here...?" Tamaki asked in a soft but exasperated way.

Fatgum's beaming smile gave way to a flat expression.

"...Uhhh...s-sensei? What's in this drink...?" Tamaki repeated.

Fatgum may have been Japanese but the deafening silence clearly screamed 'pleading the fifth'.

"Sensei?! What is in this?!?" Tamaki nervously yelled out now visibly shaking adorably with fear at what Fatgum was asking him to ingest.

"...Dragonfruit!" Fatgum insisted with a terribly unconvincing smile.

"Dragonfruit doesn't burble like that!!" Tamaki fearfully shouted back.

Oh god it was churning. Was what Fatgum wanted Tamaki to drink even meant for human consumption?!

"Y-You'll be fine! Honest!" Fatgum insisted. "It's...uh...a turbo recipe!"

"That isn't a thing!!"

"Fer a kid with a quirk that involves eatin'? S-Sure it does! It's...y'know...fer yer quirk! We wanted t'jam pack as many animals into a single protein source as possible so-"

"-You made an exotic animal smoothie?!??!" Tamaki all but shrieked with wide-teary eyes of horror.

"...Well it...kinda sounds bad when ya word it like that..." Fatgum admitted sheepishly.

The pro hero sighed in defeat when he saw Tamaki trembling in that fearful way of his at the mere thought of touching a "drink" like that.

"...Alright maybe I got carried away," Fatgum admitted a little more sincerely. "Thing is kid...we dunno how this showdown's gonna go tomorrow. It's all on the line and I just wanna make sure yer as prepared as can be fer what lies ahead. But even I wouldn't touch that shake with a twelve foot stick of taffy..."

Tamaki's shaking steadily leveled out while his fearful expression softened. He knew the truth to Fatgum's words. What they were up against tomorrow~there was no guarantee any of them would survive. Something like the liquid abomination in his hands may have come in very handy in a pinch if it gave him access to a whole slew of different abilities.

So he stiffened his back~undid his vest so only his tight long sleeved spandex shirt remained then took a deep and steady breath.

"Uh kid? What're ya-"

Fatgum's face once again drew blank when to his utter shock and horror Tamaki raised the big thick cup with both hands and actually started chugging it down.

Tamaki clenched his eyes shut and didn't want to think about the horrible chunky concoction flowing down his gullet. He just wanted to get it all in as fast as humanly possible.

The elf eared boy chugged so hard that Fatgum could hear his throat squelching with each disgustingly wet and loud gulp Tamaki gave.

He wasn't stopping either.

For as timid and anxious as Tamaki was the boy was one of the biggest eaters Fatgum knew besides himself and Kirishima. Tamaki could not only eat a whole heck of a lot but he could consume it incredibly fast.

Fatgum himself fought back a gag when he saw the purple horror dribble down from the sides of Tamaki's mouth. He was chugging so much so fast that the godless concoction was starting to spill down onto his spandex.

With Tamaki's vest undone his lean tummy was extenuated by how tightly the spandex wrapped around his body. But because of how big and how heavy the "shake" was Tamaki's stomach started to bulge out a little beneath his spandex. There was a curve to the front of his tummy that was beginning to grow a little rounded the more he downed his protein shake without stopping.

Tamaki breathed heavily through his tiny nostrils but didn't think about how nasty it tasted or how it felt rushing down his throat. He just had to get it in his belly and be done with it. So he just chugged and chugged to where he was tearing up. So much air was filling his tummy all at once and breathing was starting to hurt. But he was almost done. He just had to finish a little bit more.

Fatgum was watching on edge like he was watching a horror movie on the verge of a really bad jumpscare.

He wasn't joking when he said Tamaki was the strongest of any of the heroes.

Anyone who could chug something that dreadful the way Tamaki was had might not even the all time greats could top.

One hand fell to his tummy and gently rubbed it while he drank what remained of the "shake". God he felt so full already. Tamaki could eat so much more than what this terrible shake had to offer but it just felt so weighty and from a liquid slurry it just sat heavier in his increasingly rounder belly than a buffet worth of food.

Every gulp Tamaki gave was audible and painfully thick sounding. His thin athletic throat continued to throb and pulsate as more and more of the sickening mixture poured into him. He was trying desperately not to think about how terrible it all tasted and the uncomfortable thickness of the texture that Fatgum warned him about. But it was getting harder.

To Fatgum amazement and horror though~the boy managed to chug every last drop of that monstrosity down.

Tamaki groggily dropped the sizable plastic cup onto the floor and stepped back with a sickly groan. His belly subtly jiggled with each step he took~the concoction sloshing inside of him noisily. Tamaki's mouth was stained with that disgusting purple substance~some of it dripping down his chin messily. Both of his hands slowly ran up and down his painfully heavy tummy to try and settle it down while it gurgled so loudly and painfully that even Fatgum cringed at the sound.

"...Uhhh...k-kid...? You okay there...?" Fatgum asked nervously.

Tamaki looked too dazed and out of it to tell if he even heard what Fatgum asked him. But then the gurgling in his tummy grew so aggressive that Fatgum could actually see it ripple slightly against his stretched out spandex. Tamaki's face grew green as he quickly covered his mouth.

Frantically Fatgum rushed to his young sidekick's aide quickly rubbing his back tenderly to try and settle his body down. "Ah crap. Yer okay yer okay," he repeated with a cringe to his own rounded face expecting the worst.

A thick gurgle rose up Tamaki's throat and puffed out his cheeks. Fatgum looked away not wanting to see what was to come after Tamaki's hand got blown back from his mouth. To his relief and surprise though Tamaki didn't throw up violently.

Nope. Instead Tamaki let out a gigantic burp~louder and harder than anything Fatgum had ever heard from the boy in their many eating sessions. All that air Tamaki took in from drinking in one go without stopping had built up a painful pressure pocket desperately in need of expulsion. So much had been built up that the monstrous eructation shy anxious Tamaki was uncontrollably releasing lasted an unheard of ten seconds!

"Holy crap kid! That had t'be a record!" Fatgum praised in awe.

Tamaki just groaned after and wiped his mouth clean. "...Unnnf...that tasted terrible..." he mumbled groggily. Then Tamaki gave a deep hiccup that made his belly bounce and slosh which in turn only made him burp again and cover his mouth with a groggy blush.

"C'mon. Let's sit fer a bit while that...uh...'shake' settles yeah?" Fatgum insisted.

Tamaki nodded with a soft pained huff and gently patted his tummy.

Fatgum let Tamaki lean against his huge blubbery body for support while cradling his full bloated tummy with one hand while the two made their way to the seats. They were careful not to move too fast and upset Tamaki's tummy any more than it already was. But due to how heavy the concoction was even the subtlest of motions made everything simmering inside of Tamaki slosh around noisily and churn aggressively.

Partway in Tamaki stopped walking and held a fist up to his mouth to give an incredibly thick and meaty closed mouth burp that he seemed barely able to hold in. Then an even longer one rolled out of him and stretched for almost four seconds straight. Tamaki huffed in a sickly way and hunched over to clutch his mildly curvy thighs~his pooching tummy sagged down when he did. He could feel another big one brewing in his belly. His throat hitched with a deep breath and eventually Tamaki let out another huge burp that Fatgum could see rippled Tamaki's sagging tummy when it expelled out of him so intensely.

"...Heh. Gonna give Red Riot some real competition after this fight is over ain'tcha!" Fatgum said with an almost convincing smile while he gently patted Tamaki's back with his meaty palm.

Tamaki couldn't hold back a little moan of pained relief but only the subtlest bit. He tried to stifle a sharp hiccup that left him groaning and stood back up cradling his tummy. He continued to lean against Fatgum occasionally hiccuping into the round pro-heroes blubber until the two reached a couch to sit on. Tamaki was pulled towards Fatgum just due to the whole couch sinking until the giant heroes massive blubbery frame.

Fatgum very gently put his hand on Tamaki's belly. With how large Fatgum was his hand covered the entirety of that soft curved out bloat. He only needed to move his meaty palm just slightly around to rub into Tamaki's troubled tummy.

Tamaki sighed heavily while Fatgum managed a small more genuine smirk. "Heh. Betcha wish this was Lemillion showin' yer gut some love huh."

The elf eared boy blushed heavily at that comment but given the circumstances all he could do was nod and groan. He couldn't help but long for his boyfriends hands on his tummy rubbing it up and down and kneading into all the right spots that only Mirio knew how to rub. Or the way his finger would tease across Tamaki's oh so sensitive belly button. Mirio always knew how to just make Tamaki's tummy feel better under any circumstances. And with the risks they were all about to face he longed for the comfort of his boyfriend now more than ever.

Tamaki's thoughts were interrupted when his stomach gurgled a thick strained sounding gurgle. It was like his insides were choking on the monstrosity now digesting inside of the boys innards. Slowly Tamaki could feel the properties of those various meats and whatever else Fatgum just fed him beginning to be absorbed. He was going to need a full rundown of what it was he just drank~but only after he digested.

Hearing now when his tummy was so heavy and sickly was only a guarantee that he'd immediately puke it all back up.

"Yer gonna be fine kid," Fatgum insisted sincerely. "I got no clue how tomorrow's gonna play out. But I ain't worried 'bout you one bit. You've always been strongest of the strong...and uh...given the extra firepower yer gonna be packin'...I almost feel sorry for those poor evil bastards yer gonna plow through..."

Tamaki huffed when an especially thick and unpleasant churning sound bellowed from his belly. Fatgum could actually feel Tamaki's tummy jostle beneath his palm from the force of it. He once again brought a fist to his mouth and let rip a really loud closed mouth burp that ballooned his cheeks out~it was impressive that he could even hold that one in like that given how hard it rushed up.

The boy blew the gas off to the side with a blush and looked on. Despite the pain in his belly there was something else eating at him. "...I don't want anyone else to die," he muttered quietly. "...I wanna graduate so I can spend more time with Mirio. I wanna see Red Riot graduate too so all of us can go out to a buffet together and celebrate..."

Tamaki huffed and slumped forward again while his stomach gurgled deeply.

"Uh...maybe don't mention food right now kid," Fatgum said with a half-hearted chuckle.

Tamaki nodded in acknowledgement. But then he turned his head away from Fatgum and seemed to wipe his eyes.

Fatgum's expression softened. He took his hand off of Tamaki's tummy and wrapped his hand around Tamaki's sides pulling him close to Fatgum's huge blubbery body like a big brother giving his baby brother a one armed hug.

"We're gonna win this thing kid. I promise ya that. And when we do? All of us. We're goin' to any sushi boat'uh yer choosin'. All you can eat. Sound good?" Fatgum asked and lightly thumped Tamaki on the back.

Or at least he thought it was light.

Because that thump was enough to dislodge a sizable pocket of gas which rushed up Tamaki's throat~causing the boy to let out a massive echoing burp that rattled out of him so hard Fatgum could even feel the springs of the couch vibrate.

It left him panting and blushing but also blinking with surprise at the unexpected action.

Fatgum was left blinking much the same way.

Then the two shared a confused chuckle that eventually just turned into both mentor and student laughing aloud.

"I'll take that as a 'yes' then!" Fatgum joked.

Tamaki giggled and wiped his eyes again but this time from laughter.

The two of them sighed while Fatgum continued to gently rub Tamaki's back. Tamaki's tummy seemed a little deflated and the gurgling while still noisy wasn't as aggressive or painful as it had been earlier.

Still. One thought crept into his mind.

"...So seriously sensei...what was in that shake..."

[theannoyingtiger]

eating a girl out for the first time? as someone with a couple of decades' experience (i started young, ok?), can i offer some advice?

take your time. your aim isn't to make her come as fast as possible, it's to make sure she enjoys every moment. slow down, revel in the process of finding out what she likes.

tell her how beautiful she is, how tempting her cunt looks, how intoxicating it smells, how sweet she tastes. she might be feeling vulnerable, especially if she's inexperienced too - it's your job to make her feel safe and adored.

enjoy the journey - i know you just want to feel your tongue on her clit NOW, but exploring her thighs, working your way slowly to her folds, trailing all the way up her cunt, drinking her juices, letting her feel your breath before she feels your touch...it'll be worth it. for both of you.

learn to read her body with all of your senses. she might be vocal but she might prefer to bite her lip or enjoy being gagged. you don't need to hear her words to know what to do. you'll feel her muscles twitch and relax - learn what it means when she lifts her hips, squirms or sinks into you. she might taste and smell differently when she is close to coming for you. pay close attention to her clit - if you're lucky and you've done a particularly good job, you might see it twitch as she recovers from the perfect orgasm. enjoy it.

you can be vocal though. moan into her. use every sensation you can. light flicks to determined, long, slow licks. blow gently on her wetness. how does she react to your lip piercing? your teeth?

build and add to the experience until she's completely overwhelmed. play with her nipples. run your nails over her skin. lift her legs and spank her.

chances are, she'll get to the point where she really needs you to fuck her. slip your tongue all the way down and inside her. if you can't breathe, you're doing it right. that means you probably won't be able to keep it up for hours, so save this move for when she's right on the edge and you're ready to let her tip over.

if you're especially lucky and she's a squirter, you will get absolutely soaked. enjoy it. show her you're enjoying it. moan into her cunt; she'll come even harder.

if she needs to be fucked harder, slip your fingers inside her cunt and curl them up towards your tongue as it circles her clit. all of her most sensitive nerves will be between your tongue and your fingers. you'll be able to feel every tiny twitch inside her; it's the most beautiful place in the world to be.

when she can truly take no more, stay close to her as you drift away from her cunt. kiss your way up her tummy and her chest, let her taste herself on your lips as you hold her and let her ride out the aftershocks. trail your fingertips over her back. whisper in her ear. tell her everything you loved about eating her out.

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so, burps in general are pretty hot, right?

what really gets me off is uncontrollable burps — the kind that you can tell are erupting from a full, taut, gurgling gut pushed to its limits. those are the hollow, bubbly belches that you can tell are forced out only by those poor, overstretched tummy muscles, desperate to reduce the growing pressure inside.

i especially love how they catch the person off guard almost every time — how there’s always a hint of audible surprise when all that gas loudly forces it’s way up. And these wonderful burps are usually accompanied by groans and whines that are genuine to an unmistakably bloated, gassy, gurgling belly.

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I love that smol burps, like, ITS SO CUTE HNGHMGNNGMYMYMG

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I almost broke a glass

how to stop using this as a twitter

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fun fact

my name/@ appeared as a suggestion when I created my account and I liked it

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real

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What to use instead of 'said'

Normally:

• added • replied • answered • stated • announced • questioned • asked • mentioned • remarked

Loudly:

• cheered • shouted • yelled • demanded • barked • blurted • growled • scolded •snorted

Softly:

• muttered • murmured • mumbled • uttered • stuttered • hissed • moaned • mouthed

Emotionally:

• begged • cried • confessed • complained • promised • pleaded

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Phrases/Actions that make me drop to my knees, ready to submit.

All 18+ Prompts- Please tag me if you use any cause I wanna read filth :)

“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl/boy.”

“You’re mine.”

“Is this ok?” As they stare up at you from in between your legs. (Consent is so fucking hot and important)

“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”

Ghosting their lips against yours before pulling back with a smug smirk, making you chase them desperately.

Dragging one of their nails down the side of your neck and then middle of your chest.

“Please mark me, I want everyone to know I’m yours.”

“Spread your legs baby, that’s it… Wider.”

When they murmur pure filth into your ear while they’re touching you.

Fucking someone so good that they struggle to kiss you back.

Hands desperately clutching at one another, gasping into each other’s mouths as if you were starved of one another.

“On your knees.” While their fingers thread through your hair, guiding you onto the floor.

Smirking into a kiss/against your skin when you whimper at their touch.

“My little slut to ruin.”

Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately.

Pulling them closer by the collar of their shirt or their belt.

“I’m yours. Only yours.”

“You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.”

Soft, lazy kisses and innocent touches that turn bolder and more sinful as you just can’t resist each other.

“This is wrong.” “So wrong.” While continuing to pull at each others clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.

Want a Part 2?

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That button on your character's shirt/pants/etc is barely hanging on, but they think they're safe. It only pops open when…

They yawn, pushing their belly out just a smidge too far.

They hiccup, jolting their belly just a bit too hard.

They swallow down a burp they've been holding in, their belly bulging uncomfortably as it builds up inside them.

They stretch, straining their outfit past its limit.

They swallow too big a bite/sip, their belly rumbling as it bumps out just a little bit further.

They sit down after having been standing, their outfit no longer safe as their belly pushes against it.

They try to unbutton it themself; it was just too tight to maneuver.

They adjust their outfit, trying to conceal their bulging belly.

They try to force up a burp, their bloated belly straining and tensing against their outfit.

They swallow the last bite of their meal, their outfit reaching the last straw just when they thought they were in the clear.

They/somebody pats their belly, the impact being just enough to knock the button loose.