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tr4nslationerror · 2 months ago
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happy pride! have two tboys frotting 💜
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tr4nslationerror · 2 months ago
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"Yeah, sorry team. I just got a new puppy recently and it's been a real hassle getting him acclimated." As you're on your knees under my desk, mouth pressed to my cock. I nod as my fingers tangle in your hair, encouraging you to suck on it. "He's a feisty one. Always needs something in his mouth, or else he'd chew through my whole house. I'll try to keep him quiet for the meeting."
My eyes flicker down to you. "Harder," I say, muting my call. "You can take it deeper puppy, I know you can. Be good, now." Someone over my headphones makes a remark, and I laugh, my attention returning to my screen. "Just had to give him something to do; should be occupied now. Dogs are a lot of work to take care of. But he's so cute. It's worth all the training."
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tr4nslationerror · 3 months ago
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stalker pinning your wrists down and begging you to understand, pleading with you to see their point of view. forcing your thighs apart, sheathing themselves inside you, and burying their face in your neck. justifying between groans, "if i don't do this, someone else will first"
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tr4nslationerror · 3 months ago
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Just thinking about sharing a joint with someone, only to realize that they haven't actually been taking hits from it, instead just taking it for a second before pressing it back to your lips. Realizing that they've gotten you way higher than you meant to get while staying completely sober themselves and wanting to say something, but, by that point they've already started feeling you up and talking you down into trance and you're too fuzzy to even remember that you had something to say
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tr4nslationerror · 4 months ago
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anyway back to the regular program. trans people should be locked in stocks and pillories with their legs spread for minotaurs and werewolves in rut to be led through the barn and pick out a breeding bitch who smells good to them and then breed them so bad their stomachs are distended from the weight
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tr4nslationerror · 4 months ago
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Smoking in my room together, I make you take hit after hit, telling you to trust me. Force feeding you hits, the room starts to get a little blurry, you feel it start to spin. I grab your jaw, opening your mouth with my fingers and blowing a huge amount of smoke into your mouth, forcing you to inhale all of it, giving you no choice as you start to fall limp and the room around you begins to dissolve away. Too high to move, too high to even function at this point, I easily take advantage of your vulnerable state. Spreading your legs wide open as you giggle, my fingers start touching your pussy as you mix in some moans and gasps with your cute little giggles, thinking this is some sort of game. I finger you, rubbing your clit as I do it, making sure I make you nice and prepared for me. I pull my already hard cock out, pushing it Into your wet little hole, your giggles quickly change to whines and whimpers as you struggle to take such a big dick. I push my way into you, thrusting all of my weight on top of you the deeper I go. You can’t even fight me off because of how high you are, I lean down into your ear and whisper “I’m only doing this because I love you. It’ll all be over soon sweetheart.” I begin thrusting into you harder, using your body as my sex toy, solely built for my pleasure. You start crying out, telling me to stop, “I’m almost there baby, hold on for me.” Fucking you deeper, harder, and as roughly as you’ve ever been fucked before, I cum deep inside of you. Not stopping until I’ve drained every last drop of my cum into your pretty little pussy. “You did such a good job for me baby, I’m so proud of you!” I pull my cock out of you, watching as the strands of my cum drip all over your thighs, leaving you a used, and abused mess, confused as to what just happened to you.
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tr4nslationerror · 5 months ago
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you can't tell me that incest isnt super common in the omegaverse, like, just think about a teenage omega who goes into heat and triggers a rut in his brother...
Do you really think they can stop themselves from touching each other, pressing their faces into each others necks to inhale the delicious pheromones of each other, get a first taste of alpha/omega sweat straight from their brothers neck-
and it's not even sexual yet, they try to keep it tame, but its late at night, they never experienced this need and desperation before, they are aching and burning and their brother smells so good, tastes so good, has exactly what they need...
how long would it take until they give in, the alpha pushes his brother's legs open to get a taste of his slick, the omega whimpering and begging for his brother's knot - after all its what they are made for, and in that moment nothing matters more than the heat/rut. and as the desperation takes over they still know it's wrong, the alpha whispers apologies into his brother's hair, the omega is torn between fucking himself against the cock splitting him open or doing what is right, pulling away and stopping this sin. but of course stopping is not an option, not when he feels like he'd die if his alpha leaves him, like the only thing keeping him alive is the promise of his alpha brother breeding his omega womb-
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tr4nslationerror · 5 months ago
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What if you promised you're gonna pull out and then when it comes down to it you hold me down and breed me while telling me you can't wait for my tits to start leaking, what then?
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tr4nslationerror · 5 months ago
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I need to be taken, pushed over and shoved into without preamble.
knot my hole and rut me full of your load.
I need to be full.
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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It's me, your sleazy, perverted, stoner older brother that gets so hard every time he gets high and then fucks you about it
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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god i love love love when someone is obsessed with me in like, a predator way. Like, what do you MEAN you fantasize about biting my tits. Oh you're getting hard just thinking about the noises I make? Do you want my home address? That's crazy, you're really thinking about fucking me while I'm in tears and begging for you to stop??? I'm swooning. Jesus christ.
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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one hit & you'll be "puppying it up"
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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knotted tdick... if u even care....
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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If you don’t grab your puppy’s neck to force them to arch their back just right and look at you when you take them from behind to tell them what a pretty mutt they are drooling and whining like a bitch in heat all while pumping their little tummy full, then you’re doing something wrong.
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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sure would be a shame if a werewolf stumbled upon me right now. i'm so sleepy it'd be so easy for him to tug my shorts down. even easier for him to spread my legs to slide himself into my already wet hole. my soft moans would be just for him. feeling that thick cock pressing against my insides. whimpering as that even thicker knot stretches me out so it can lock itself inside. keeping all that warm cum inside my puppycunt while spending the entire night knotted. my body would be so relaxed as he fucks me to sleep in his arms. and in the morning i wouldn't hesitate to thank him. <3
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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Thinking about a Dad with a college student transmasc son. A son who is gone for most of the year, only coming back home for winter and summer break. A son who is finding himself more and more and has a more evolved and confident style everytime he comes back to live with his dear old Dad. Son who gets more and more mascuine as HRT does the work in transforming his body. Getting more and more confident in showing off his glorious body he has fought so hard for. Eventually coming home for the summer-- only one year away from completing his degree-- wearing very skimpy shorts and a crop top.
Dad who can barely believe the transformation happening year after year. His heart swelling with pride and joy as his son becomes the man he always knew he could be. But it's not just his heart that's swelling... His cock jumps excitedly in his pants when he first sees his son in his most revealing outfit yet. As the days of summer break go by he can't help but get hard everytime he sees his son's plump thighs and butt stretching the fabric of his too-short shorts. His mouth watering as his eyes follow his son's treasure trail of thick black hair running from his tummy to his crotch. He regularly has to stop himself from palming at his bulge.
His son pretends to not notice Dad's extremely obvious "excitement" and plays into it. "Accidentally" dropping an item and kneeling to pick it up, being sure to slightly wiggle his butt as he does so. "Accidentally" leaving out dildos and vibrators for his Dad to stumble upon. "Accidentally" leaving his door open when he jacks off, loudly moaning as he stuffs his cunt with a dildo, the wet sounds reverbrating throughout the house. All while his poor Dad is home.
The lewd sounds of his son's moans drives him crazy. He can't control his urges and desires any longer. He bursts into his son's room, the younger boy acting all surprised and flustered. His Dad pushes him onto the mattress, hand around his throat. The slight pressure making him moan.
The older man leers down at him. "You've been parading that ass around all summer..." He brings a hand down to unzip his pants. "If you want to act like a whore, you'll get treated like one." He rips the dildo out of his son's sopping cunt, and shoves his own cock inside in one swift movement. Striking his cervix immediately and drawing a gutteral moan from his son.
His son cries out in pleasure as his Dad starts with a brutal pace. Pounding into his cunt with a ravenous, primal fury of pent up sexual frustration. His dad's balls smacking against his ass and thighs with every thrust. He slips a hand down to his tdick and plays with himself as his father grunts in his ear. Heat builds and builds in his core. His voice is shaky and his brain is barely functional but he still manages to speak. "Mgmghhh... I'm... cumming... I'm going to cum! Fuck!" His eyes rolling back as waves of pleasure crash over him. His cunt spasms and squeezes his father's thick cock as he squirts.
"Fuck... what a good boy!" Dad praises his son, impressed with his performance and ability to take his cock. "How many cocks have filled your hole while away at college?" He rhetorically asks his fucked-out son. He chuckles at his son's pathetic attempt at an answer, just mumbled nonsense. He buries himself to the hilt and leans down to speak in his son's ear. "You've whored your cunt out, but has your womb ever been fucked?" He slows his thrusts and focuses on going as deep and hard as possible. His son moans out with every sharp thrust. He batters his son's cervix, determined to do the impossible. His balls begin to tighten, pleasure building in his core with every brutal thrust. Until it happens. His cock breaks through the cervix, the ring of muscle squeezing his cock head. He doesn't stop thrusting, fucking his son's womb directly. His son cries out in pleasure as another orgasm floods his body with bliss. The younger man's broken moaning voice sends Dad over the edge, and he cums, flooding his son's womb with his seed.
Dad nearly collapses on his son as his balls empty. Both men pant and hold eachother as they come down from their orgasms. After a minute of rest, Dad plants a kiss on his son's cheek before sitting up fully once again. He pulls his cock out of his son's abused cunt, slick and small droplets of cum leak out and dribble down his son's ass. "Wow..." He breathes out as he watches the fluids slowly ooze out of his son's puffy pussy. He notices he's still hard. He smirks and positions himself in front of his son's asshole.
"Ever had anybody in here?~"
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tr4nslationerror · 7 months ago
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*Violenrly shaking like I'm going through withdrawals*
H,hypno-hypnotist...hypnotist dad....
I'm. I need you to elaborate so bad it hurts. Please, please, it's for charity....
(Includes: Father/son incest, ambiguous age (can be interpreted as underage), objectification, hypnosis, rape.)
Hypnotist dad who hypnotizes his son as a form of relaxation. The boy has an anxiety disorder and sometimes the best remedy is to let dad take away all his thoughts for a bit. They do it so often it becomes an everyday thing, a casual thing. The boy’s thoughts get a little hazy just by listening to his dad talk.
Dad loves playing with his son, dropping the boy into trance randomly or making him do things while under he normally wouldn’t. He’s given the boy triggers, but just slipping into his hypnotist voice— a slightly deeper, more methodical way of speaking— is enough to get the boy’s mind to quiet. Dad always softly chuckles when his son first drops. It’s still unbelievable just how easy it is. He had quite a few inches on his son, the boy’s eyes level with his chest. He gets closer, and cups the boy’s chin, tilting the head up. He moves a thumb over the boy’s lips. They were so plump for a boy, Dad loved them. His eyes widen in brief surprise when the lips part slightly, allowing his thumb to slip inside if he so chooses. He looks into those glazed over, empty eyes. No thoughts. No will. No personality. Nothing. The realization hits him like a truck. It’s barely a person right now. The toy in front of him isn’t really his son anymore, just a thing for him to play with. A thing to control. His cock twitches in his pants.
He slips his thumb into the waiting mouth, playing with the tongue. “Suck.” He orders. The lips close around his thumb and obey. The toy’s breathing is steady, body relaxed, focus solely on following orders. Dad’s breathing is quick, watching as it sucks like it’s life depends on it, bits of drool leaking from its mouth. He looks down at himself and his cock has made a considerable bulge in his pants. He pulls the toy towards him, his bulge now pressing against it’s body. His free hand snakes under the waistband of the toy’s pants, groping its ass. He gets a good handful of plump flesh. He moves the hand under its hoodie and to its chest, groping the little peaks of its tits. Its nipples were puffy and perky. He moves his fingers to tweak one, the toy shivers at his touch, but doesn’t stop sucking. He can’t help but curse under his breath. He seen his son’s body, many many times. The curves of his wide hips in his shorts, the two small peaks in his tops when he didn’t wear a binder. But that was all he got. He’s secretly admired his son’s body as long as he can remember. Finally getting to feel the plumpness for himself filled him with awe. And now he’ll finally get to see it in all its glory.
Dad pulls away from it, a string of drool connecting its lips to his thumb. “Strip naked.” His voice is shaky as he gives the command. Nervous it could snap out of it, nervous as to how far he’s taking it. But his toy follows through immediately. His cock jumps and throbs as every piece of clothing is removed. His toy stands in a pile of its clothing once it finishes. He gazes at it from top to bottom. His cock strains in his pants as Its perky brown nipples harden in the cooler air. His gaze goes down to its cunt, which is leaking between its legs.
He puts a hand on its back, and walks with it to the living room couch. He sits down and pulls his straining cock out. He almost sighs with relief when it springs out, completely hard. “Kneel.” The toy obeys, kneeling between his spread legs. Dad strokes his cock a few times, precum leaking from the head down his shaft. He points it towards the toy’s face. “Open and stick your tongue out.”The toy obeys. Dad grabs the back of its head and slips inside. The toy’s warm mouth better than any fleshlight he’s ever used. “Fuck… now suck.” The toy obeys And Dad helps guide its head to bob up and down. It learns quickly.
Dad looks down at it, its lips locked around his girth, its quite sloppy, its face getting covered with drool. He loves every second, his moans and groans filling the room along with the sounds of a wet blowjob. “I’m going to tell you something very important… So listen.” He manages to speak through his moans and gasps. “You love cock. You love sucking dick. You love taking and servicing cocks.” He pauses for a moment and enjoys the toy’s tongue swirling around him. Its begun to moan softly, the vibrations from its throat stimulating him even more. “You love it so much, that whenever you see cock, see any cock, you can’t help but drop. You can’t help but focus, can’t help but feel a deep need to serve…” He grabs the back of its head, tugging on its hair, and pulls it off his throbbing cock. It keeps its mouth open and pants, drool dripping down onto its tits. “Fuck… good boy.” Dad pants with his toy, his cock twitching as drool drips off of it, soaking into the fabric of the couch.
“Stand up and turn around.” The toy pants as it obeys. Its plump ass and soaked pussy at eye level with Dad. He grabs its cheeks and spreads them, admiring just how wet and ready it is for him. He even gets a peek at its little tdick poking out. He’d love to dive into its tight asshole, but with a cunt that sopping wet it’d be cruel not to fuck it. “Tell me, are you a virgin?” It slowly nods its head and gives a weak and deadpan “yes.” Dad’s cock twitches at the answer. “Good.” He moves his hands to its hips, and pulls down, lining it up with his stiff cock. It gasps and jumps as he penetrates it. Its pussy is hard to penetrate, the hole so tight. But Dad just pushes more on the toy’s hips and forces himself inside. He curses under his breath as he buried himself into more and more of the toy’s pussy. Its so warm and tight, tighter than any hole he’s fucked before. Once every inch of his cock is inside he moans out a sigh. He should’ve done this years ago. He doesn’t give it time to adjust to his girth. He pushes up and down on the toy’s hips to set a pace. “Bounce.” It obeys and learns quickly. Its pained moans quickly turn into long moans of pleasure as it rides its Dad. Dad bucks his hips up to meet his toy on its way down. Wet slapping sounds and moans fill the living room. His balls ache, and he knows he’s close. “Listen… toy.” He barely manages to speak as he shoves his cock in an out of its hole. “Forget. Its easy to forget. Forget Daddy’s cock. Forget Daddy making you strip. Forget everything. And remember that this time we just had a relaxing session. We just watched TV…” He implants the false memories just as his balls tighten, and he cums with a loud groan. He holds the toy’s hips down, burying himself as deep as possible as he floods the hole with his warm cum. He pulls it back, letting it rest on him, his cock slipping out of its hole. Its not long before he feels his warm cum drip out of its raped hole and onto his softening cock. “Let’s get cleaned up…”
The boy slowly wakes up, the noise of some TV show plays in the background. He feels warm and relaxed. He stirs and Dad pipes up. “Welcome back! How do you feel?” The boy takes a moment to answer. “I feel really good.” “Thats what I like to hear! You went deep too, see how long it took for you to awaken… But thats not bad.” The boy looks at the couch, both had blankets draped on them. “I also have another feeling…” the boy doesn’t finish. “What’s up, bud?” “… my crotch kinda aches. And my jaw…” “Oh, well I know something that can help with that!” Dad throws the blanket off him and the boy sees that his Dad is pantless! “Dad! why are you…” His voice trails off as he just can’t take his eyes off his Dad’s dick. His world seems to shrink and his thoughts disappear. Dad takes its chin and looks into the toy’s blank eyes. “Do your evening routine and go to bed. Of course, be a good boy and forget...”
Dad never wears pants in the house anymore. Makes it easier to pull his cock out and get his toy to do whatever he wants. A rhythm sets in. His son gets home from school, Dad strips is boxers off, and the boy’s mind slows to a halt once he sees his Dad’s girth. Everything drifting away, focus completely dedicated to serving and obeying. Dad spends the rest of the day relaxing or working from home, while his toy completes all the chores. Cleaning, cooking and doing homework with glazed over eyes. He calls his toy over every now and again so it can cock warm him while he sips his coffee and mulls over paperwork. The boy’s memories are constantly altered, and he never knows what he’s become. Dad is free to rape his toy as much as he wants.
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