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[whygalaxy]

Hi guys! Sorry this isn't a fanfic, but I think I should update you guys;

I'm getting deeper and deeper into depression, I can't find the motivation to live or write fanfics. When I'm better, I promise to post something. I don't know when it will be, or if it will take a long time or a short time.

I just wanted to thank everyone for their kindness, thank you very much ❤️

[whygalaxy]

HII!!! I AM A BIG FAN OF YOUR FANFICS!!, I want to make a small request (if possible) I need one Quackity headcanons with a female reader who has TDA and who does very poorly in high school (preferably in mathematics and physics) WOULD BE THE PERSON HAPPIER IF YOU DO SOME HEADCANONS LIKE THIS!!😭😭😭

Studies

♡⃕ Relacionamento} Quackity x TDA/ADHD!Fem!Reader

♡⃕ Summary} "Quackity helping you with school since you can't pay attention"

♡⃕ Notas}  Inglês não é minha primeira língua, pode haver erros. Peço desculpas por qualquer coisa. Como uma pessoa que tem TDAH, eu realmente me identifiquei com essa fic, espero que gostem

♡⃕ Alexis has a knack for turning everything into a joke, but his humor is a way to help you relax. If you're stressed about your math homework, he'll say, "We got it! If not, we'll make up our own numbers. What's a 'seven' anyway?"

♡⃕ He's great at dispelling his frustration with silly comments, making sure you don't feel overwhelmed.

♡⃕ He knows traditional methods don’t work for you, so he comes up with creative ways to help. He might turn math problems into a game, like using songs to remember formulas or drawing goofy characters next to equations.

♡⃕ If he notices you're distracted, he'll give you little "brain breaks" and even tell you a funny story to keep the mood light.

♡⃕ He’s endlessly patient with your struggles. When you say, “I can’t do this,” he responds with, “You can, but the universe just wants to make it a bit of a challenge so you can flex on everyone later.”

♡⃕ He celebrates even small victories. Solved a single problem after work? “Honey, we need to frame this spreadsheet!”

♡⃕ He’s willing to learn alongside you if he doesn’t understand the math either. “Alright, let’s both be clueless. At least we’ll be clueless together!” He’ll Google explanations, watch videos, or ask others until he finds a way to make it click for you.

♡⃕ Alexis shares stories about times he struggled with something, making you feel less alone. “I once failed a math test so badly, I just wrote, ‘Pi is tasty,’ and handed it in. So trust me, you’re already doing better than me.”

♡⃕ When he notices you getting restless or distracted, he’ll gently suggest a break. “Come on, math can wait five minutes. Let’s go for a walk or do something fun — then we’ll get this problem over with.”

♡⃕ If you’re ready to give up, he’ll make dramatic declarations like, “This math test thinks it can defeat my girl? Nope, not on my watch!” It’s cheesy but effective in lifting your spirits.

♡⃕ He never makes you feel bad about your ADD/ADHD. If you start an assignment but forget halfway through or lose track of your study plan, he laughs it off with a simple, "Same. My brain is like a pinball machine, too."

♡⃕ After tough study sessions, he’ll surprise you with your favorite snacks or take you out for a fun activity as a reward. “You just battled algebra for two hours. Time to celebrate with ice cream. You earned it.”

♡⃕ Quackity is your biggest cheerleader. Whether you ace a test or barely pass, he’s there reminding you that your worth isn’t defined by grades. “Who cares if math doesn’t love you back? I do, and that’s all that matters.”

<3

[whygalaxy]

hi! I know I haven’t been socially active in ages… 🌚 just wanted to check up on you, and some of my mutals!

Hello dear! I'm fine, I'm also not very active because it's the end of the year and school is keeping me busy. But I'm going back and I'm doing practices to improve my writing!

And a new obsession I recently acquired, I won't stop writing to Alex. But I also wanted to write to the youtuber/streamer I'm loving right now

Have a nice day! Thank you!

[whygalaxy]

i know you’re on a break because of your anxiety (and i sincerely hope that you get better, anxiety is a bitch!!) but can you write something like your father betting you while playing poker with c!quackity and losing so now you’re c!quackity property but instead of a nsfw end it’s just him taking care of you because you’re scared small fragile etc please?? btw i love your writing, you’re my favorite writer in tumblr and i hope you get better and come back soon!! 😭😭

Betted but loved

♡⃕ Relationship} C!Quackity x Small!Fem!Reader

♡⃕ Summary} "Your dad bets you against Quackity, and he ends up winning, but he's not as bad as you think"

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I’m sorry for anything.

The smoky room of the Las Nevadas casino felt heavier than usual tonight, the atmosphere thick with tension and danger. You sat quietly in the corner, trying to keep to yourself as your father gambled recklessly. It was always the same: he’d get in too deep, drinking more than he should, losing more than he could afford. But tonight was different—something had shifted.

You watched anxiously as the poker game stretched on, the stakes rising higher and higher with each passing hand. Your father’s expression was growing more desperate, his pile of chips dwindling dangerously low as he faced off against Quackity.

Quackity sat on the opposite side of the table, his sharp eyes never leaving the cards in his hand. His smirk was subtle, but it was there—confident, calculating. He had been winning steadily, and you could feel the tension growing between the two of them.

Then it happened. Your father, in a last-ditch effort to stay in the game, did something that made your blood run cold.

“I—I bet her,” he stammered, gesturing to you without even looking your way. “My daughter. You win, you get her. She’ll… she’ll work for you, be your property. Anything. Just one more round.”

Your heart sank, and a pit formed in your stomach. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. He had gambled away everything, and now… you. Panic surged through you, and for a moment, the room seemed to spin.

Quackity’s gaze flicked over to you, his expression unreadable. He didn’t speak right away, just stared at you for a moment, as if considering the s

ituation. Then he leaned back in his chair, shrugging nonchalantly.

“Fine,” he said, his voice cool, detached. “Let’s make it interesting.”

Your father dealt the cards with shaking hands, the game continuing as you sat frozen in your seat, terrified of what would happen next. Minutes felt like hours as you watched them play, each move bringing you closer to an outcome you couldn’t escape.

In the end, it was inevitable. Quackity won the hand effortlessly, his smirk widening as he collected the pot. Your father’s face fell, his defeat written all over him as he pushed away from the table, muttering curses under his breath. He didn’t even glance your way as he stumbled out of the room, leaving you behind.

You sat there, your body trembling, your heart pounding in your chest as you stared at the floor. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at Quackity, couldn’t face the reality of what had just happened.

“Come here,” Quackity’s voice cut through the silence, calm but commanding.

You hesitated for a moment, but there was no point in resisting. Slowly, you stood and made your way toward him, your legs feeling like they might give out at any moment. When you reached him, he stood up, towering over you slightly as he looked down at you with an expression you couldn’t quite read.

You flinched as he raised a hand, expecting some kind of punishment or cruel words. But instead, he surprised you. He gently placed his hand on your shoulder, his grip firm but not painful, and guided you toward the door leading to his office.

“Let’s talk,” he said quietly, his tone softening.

Your heart was still racing, and every step felt like a death sentence, but there was something in Quackity’s demeanor that made you pause. He wasn’t mocking you, wasn’t treating you like some object he had won. If anything, he seemed thoughtful, as if weighing his next move carefully.

When you entered his office, he shut the door behind you, the sound echoing in the small space. You stood there, frozen, unsure of what to expect. Quackity walked over to his desk, taking a seat and gesturing for you to sit across from him.

Tentatively, you did.

For a moment, the room was silent. You fidgeted with your hands, staring down at your lap, too scared to look up at him. You didn’t know what he was going to do with you now. He owned you—your father had made sure of that.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” Quackity’s voice broke the silence, surprising you.

You blinked, finally daring to look up at him. He was leaning back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest as he studied you, his expression serious but not unkind.

“You’re scared,” he said, more of a statement than a question. “And I don’t blame you. What your father did was… reckless. Stupid.”

You bit your lip, not trusting your voice to respond.

“I’m not going to treat you like some prize I won,” Quackity continued, his voice low but sincere. “You’re not property. I don’t run things that way.”

You felt tears welling up in your eyes, the fear and stress of the night finally catching up to you. You wiped at your face quickly, trying to pull yourself together, but Quackity noticed.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he said softly, his tone gentler than you ever expected. “You’re safe here, alright? I know that probably doesn’t mean much right now, but I’m not some monster. You don’t have to be scared of me.”

The tears spilled over despite your best efforts, and before you could stop yourself, you were crying in front of him. Everything just felt so overwhelming—the way your father had treated you, the way you felt so small and powerless.

Quackity stood up and walked around the desk, crouching down in front of you. His hands were gentle as they rested on your knees, grounding you.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured, his voice steady and calm. “You’re not alone in this, okay? I don’t care what your father did—you’re not some pawn to be thrown around. I’m going to take care of you.”

You sniffled, looking at him through your tears. His gaze was intense, but there was no malice in it. Only sincerity.

“Just breathe, alright? We’ll figure this out.” He reached for a tissue on the desk, handing it to you. “One step at a time.”

As you wiped your tears and tried to calm down, you realized something: Quackity wasn’t like your father. He was tough, sure, but he had a sense of care and protection you hadn’t expected.

And maybe, just maybe, you could trust him to keep his word. <3

[whygalaxy]

loved the little one part 3 fic, wonderful I need more fics from you pooks🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

Thank you! 🥰😻

[whygalaxy]

Little one - Pt.3

♡⃕ Relationship} Quackity x Naive!Fem!Reader x ElQuackity

♡⃕ {Part.One; here} {Part.Two}

♡⃕ Summary} "Daddy and uncle play with you"

♡⃕ TW.} NSFW; Smut; Dub-con; Innocent Kink; Stepcest; Reader is very innocent and naive; Reader is childish (she didn't have a good childhood); Unprotected sex; Daddy kink; guilt; dumbification; douple penetration; anal sex.

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I’m sorry for anything. not reviewed

This fanfic may not be suitable for everyone.

You were playing in the living room, alone, just you and your dolls. Dad left, claiming he had to find someone. You hadn't given much importance to it, since he was someone with a lot of friends, so you thought he would meet Uncle Roier or Cellbit.

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“I will never let you touch her again!” Quackity shouted at his brother, completely irritated, especially with the proposal his brother had made to him.

ElQuackity rolled his eyes, picking up Quackity's ax that was on the ground. He pushes his brother against the tree, the blade of his ax pressed against his throat. “Come on… Don’t be selfish hermanito…” He says with a mischievous smile.

Quackity feels a bead of sweat run down his cheek, at the feeling of the cold blade against the skin of his neck. “I already said no! I won't let you lay your filthy hands on her again! He shouted, causing ElQuackity to look at him in irritation, pressing the ax blade against his neck even more. "Hypocritical! So can you corrupt her? If you don’t accept it, I’ll tell everyone what you do with her!”

Quackity's eyes widen at the threat. “You wouldn’t-” before he can finish the sentence, ElQuackity cuts him off with a smirk. “Ah yes… without a doubt.”

Quackity swallows hard, knowing that his brother didn't make empty threats… oh my, how did he get here?

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It was getting late, and you were worried about Dad, since he hadn't arrived until now. But when you hear the door open, you run to see who had arrived. "Daddy! Uncle!” You scream, running to hug them. Quackity had a sad smile, while ElQuackity had an evil smile.

“Yes dear… we are here to play a very special game with you.” ElQuackity replied, making you very excited. A special game? With your favorite people?! That would be so cool! You jumped happily, ElQuackity picked you up, heading towards your room while Quackity followed, feeling guilty.

Your room was adorable, with walls painted light pink and filled with teddy bears. ElQuackity sits on the bed, with you on his lap, Quackity sits next to you. He begins to take off your blouse and skirt, leaving you in just your panties. He admires the small wet spot forming on your panties.

“Look how cute…” He said, starting to rub your clit against your panties, making you moan cutely. Quackity felt guilty, but at the same time he felt excited. ElQuackity takes off your panties, spreading yourr legs to expose your pussy.

He smiles, running two fingers across your pussy to collect your juices, and then looks at Quackity. “You know… I’ll let you play with this… I prefer the other one…” He says, slowly turning you around until you expose your ass. He starts rubbing both fingers against it, using your juices as lubricant.

Quackity's eyes widen when he sees this. “Don’t you dare do that to her!” He shouted, about to grab his brother's wrist to pull him away from you. But ElQuackity was quick, and grabbed Quackity's wrist, he looks into his brother's eyes. “What are you going to do? The threat still stands…” he says with a smirk, Quackity lets out a sigh, giving in to it.

He soon manages to stick his two fingers inside your ass, making you moan in pain and pleasure. Quackity starts rubbing your clit, hoping to relieve you. He felt guilty, but damn, you look so cute like that.

He soon inserted two fingers inside your pussy, making you moan even louder. “daddy…uncle…” you moan, making quackity feel even more guilty. It doesn't take long for you to cum, with double penetration.

You were already getting stupid, your head laying on Quackity's shoulder as you drooled and breathed deeply. ElQuackity smiles, loving his state. He starts taking off his overalls, letting his hard cock pop out between his legs.

ElQuackity looks at his brother. “Come on… I know you don’t want to miss this…” he says, teasing him. Quackity swallows hard, pulling his pants down, his hard cock popping out. There wasn't much difference between the brothers' dicks, they were the same, both in size and girth.

ElQuackity rubs the head of his cock against your wet pussy, catching her juices to use as lubricant. He rubs the head of his dick against your ass, and then pushes it inside, making you scream in pain, moaning loudly.

The brothers let you adjust to the feeling, you held onto Dad tightly, hoping to be comfortable. He felt so guilty, but you looked so cute with your teary eyes.

“I bet you're already so hard, you perv-” ElQuackity tries to tease his brother with a smirk, but is quickly shushed by his brother. “Shut up, you don’t know anything” he says, maybe he didn’t want to admit that he was enjoying this.

The two start to move, fast and rough, leaving you a mess. spit dripped down your mouth, your tongue hanging out and your eyes closed. The feeling was too much for you to handle. It doesn't take long for you to cum.

Both brothers moaned at the feeling of your walls clenching intensely around their cocks. ElQuackity bites your neck hard, leaving a purple mark with teeth, while Quackity kisses your mouth.

Soon it doesn't take long for them to cum, filling both your holes with their hot cum. They look at each other, sighing heavily. You were exhausted, laying your head against ElQuackity's shoulder, sighing heavily, soon falling asleep.

ElQuackity smiles. “She’s such a good girl…” He says, Quackity smiles too, nodding his head.

“Yes, a very good girl.”

[whygalaxy]

Happy Birthday

Hey! Happy birthday to me! 🎀😻 I'll try to post a fic today! 💕

[whygalaxy]

hi😼 Hru?

checking up on some of my fav writers ‼️💪

Hey! I'm fine 😺 💗💕

New fanfic coming soon! (I'll try to post it this week) ‼️‼️ 😻🙀

[whygalaxy]

i have a dp photo and unfortunately he is not that big i fear 🥲

What? 💀😳

(accepting any photo in my DM)

[whygalaxy]

how many inches quackity has?🎀💗🫧

How big is his dick?

♡⃕ Well, let's be honest here. I'm not going to say he's 7/8 inches, I know there are people like that, but it's unlikely.

♡⃕ The average Mexican is 6 inches, so I'd say he'd be a little more. (let's face it, his height must have gone somewhere, and I'm sure that somewhere is his dick 😭)

♡⃕ So I'd say he's a good 6'6 inches, not too thick.

♡⃕ He doesn't shave completely, but he doesn't leave it completely hairy. I mean, there's a good amount there, it's not a lot, but it's not good either. If you're not comfortable, I'm sure he would shave it completely.

♡⃕ I would say he has a cute pink head. There aren't many ugly ones, it's pretty to look at.

<3

[whygalaxy]

hey!! first of all i hope you’re doing better, i actually do miss your fics and i was wondering if you could write something about elquackity with a cat hybrid s/o when you come back, please?? 🩷

Meow Meow

♡⃕ Relationship} El!Quackity x Cat Hybrid! Fem! Reader

♡⃕ Summary} "ElQuackity finds you in the middle of the forest and decides to adopt you. After all, he always wanted a kitten"

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I'm sorry for anything. Sorry if this fanfic is bad, I tried as hard as I could. This is for you anon who asked 3 times!

ElQuackity was walking through the forest, having just completed a foundation mission. It was calm, the sun almost setting, until he heard a bush stirring next to him.

He quickly draws his axe, ready to attack whoever it was. He approaches, curious to see who it was. And to his surprise… He comes across a little cat hybrid?…

His eyes widen, lowering the gun, when he sees you wearing nothing but a dirty shirt. Your ankle was bruised, blood was coming out.

He could feel his heart sink, you were so cute… He always wanted a kitten for himself, after all, all the villains had a cat.

“Hey gatito…” He whispers in a gentle voice, crouching down to your height. He approaches slowly, not wanting to scare you.

You try to step back but your injured ankle prevents you from doing so, you whimper in pain. He approaches, I reach out to caress his head and chin, you growl, trying to push him away, but he isn't scared.

As soon as he starts stroking your head and chin, you snuggle against his hand, purring. ElQuackity couldn't believe it, you were purring! For him! It was one of the most adorable things he had ever seen!

He picks you up, deciding to take you to his house. For you to be his pet.

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The first thing he did when he got home was take you to the bathroom to give you a bath. He filled the bathtub with warm water, and began to take off his clothes. As soon as he picked you up to put you in the bathtub, you started trying to escape, scratching his arms and his face.

“Ei gatito! Ei! He screams in pain, trying to protest, but you didn't hear him, you still continued to scratch him. He finally managed to throw you into the bathtub, and started bathing you.

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When he was done, he dried you off and took you to his room. Placing you on the bed and handing you a blue sweater that was too big for you. He takes a medical kit and places it on the bed next to you, ready to tend to your injury.

You look guiltily at his arm and face full of scratches. “I’m sorry…” You say shyly, he doesn’t look at you, starting to bandage your injured ankle. “It’s okay, cats don’t like water…. But don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

Once he finishes bandaging your ankle, he smiles. He turns to look at you, starting to stroke your chin, you purred happily.

“So… you didn’t tell me your name…” He says. Does he realize how stupid it was, he brought you to his house without knowing your name? You look at him with half-closed eyes. “I don’t have a name…” you say slightly sadly, looking away.

He seemed surprised, don't you have a name?… He could give you one then. “How about… {Reader’s Name}” He says after thinking for a bit. You smile at the name, you liked it, so beautiful! "I liked!" You say, smiling. And he smiles too.

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He takes you to the kitchen, to feed you too. He places you in the chair, heading to the kitchen, but quickly returning with a plate of cooked fish in one hand and a glass of hot milk in the other. He places it in front of you, letting you eat in peace. You looked hungry as you ate everything quickly.

"It is delicious!" You say with a smile, and he smiles too. He turns to look at the window, seeing that it is already night. “It's late, we should sleep…” He says, taking the glass and plate and taking it to the kitchen. He comes back, taking your hand and leading you to his room.

He changes into a gray blouse and white boxer shorts with red hearts. You cover your face, not wanting to see this scene.

He lies down on the bed, patting his side. “Lay down next to me.” You look at him blushing, eyes wide. “Do you… want me to sleep with you?” You stutter, embarrassed at the thought, but you didn't think it was a bad idea.

He didn't say anything, just waited for her reaction. You let out a sigh, walking over to him. You lay down next to him, very close to him. He takes the blanket and covers you both, hugging you while placing his chin on your head.

“Good night, mi gatita…” he says, starting to sleep. You blush, snuggling against his chest. No one has ever been so kind to you… You sleep with a smile on your face, feeling loved.

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[whygalaxy]

Hi I wanted to send you this ask to check up on how you were doing sin e you havent Been on tumbler for liel a month and I just wanted to check up. Like to see how you were doing :)

Thank you Anon! That's kind of you!

I intend to return soon, I don't know when yet. But I have a fanfic that I'm finishing, I don't know when I'll finish it. I'm taking things lightly, but I'll be back soon.

Thanks for everyone's attention, patience and affection 💕

[whygalaxy]

I'm Sorry

Hey guys! I already had some fanfic drafts ready. But I ended up having an anxiety attack in the early hours of Friday, and I ended up with some after-effects. I am having involuntary arm movements with frequent, so I won't post until I get better.

Don't be worried! I'm going to the doctor and the psychologist, and I'm taking medication. I'll be fine soon and with a new fanfic! I promise! 💕

[whygalaxy]

Pedophilia is not normal, get treatment.

bro, wtf? 💀

[whygalaxy]

Poor bunny in a golden cage

♡⃕ Relationship} Yandere! Abusive! C!Quackity x Bunny Hybrid! Fem! Reader

♡⃕ Summary} "Quackity was obsessed with you. Your greedy parents beat you to him… What could go wrong?"

♡⃕ TW.} Abusive relationship; Mention of abuse (Physical and Psychological); Non Con explicit; Choking; Sadism; threats; Your parents being jerks; Quackity being extremely abusive; False imprisonment; Mention of stalker; possessive; Dacryphilia; Rough sex; dumbfication; Mild Stockholm syndrome; Mild Size Kink.

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I'm sorry for anything. Not reviewed (Please, it's two in the morning)

This fanfic may not be suitable for sensitive people

You and your parents, a small family of hybrid bunnys, move to Las Nevadas, hoping to find a better living condition. Your parents were constantly arguing recently, as they were poor and wanted to find a new way to earn money.

You sold some carrot cupcakes that you made, in the poorest part of Luxurious City, but it didn't bring in as much profit as your parents would have liked - “300 Dollars a month is a pittance! You can’t buy anything!” Your father screamed, invalidating all your efforts.

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It was a silent night, and you were here, trying to sell at least half of your carrot cupcakes. You could hear some laughter in the distance, you look around, finding two silhouettes walking towards you.

They keep walking, walking straight past you. "Hang on!" You shout. The men turn to look at you, they were both wearing luxurious clothes, they didn't look like they were from here… The man with long black hair caught your attention.

“W-Wouldn’t you guys.. want to buy a carrot cupcake?… it’s only 10 dollars…” You stutter shyly, looking down, your ears flat against your head. The smaller one seemed excited, dirty with green goo. He runs to the stall, grabs one and quickly hands over the money. He takes a bite, savoring the flavor - “it’s very good, Mrs. Bunny!” He says, sounding like a child, you laugh, finding him adorable.

You could feel the other man's gaze on you, you look at him from the corner of your eye. He had a strange gleam in his eyes… Almost… Scary…

The small man waves at you, walking away. The taller man looked at you for a moment longer, before turning and walking away, without saying a word.

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It's been a week since you saw the strange man. Your parents were fighting more and more, and this time, they were cursing you too, saying how useless you were and how you didn't make money for them.

But one day… You come home after a long day of selling cupcakes, your parents were strangely quiet… no fighting…

You see them sitting on the couch, a big smile on their faces. How strange… “Honey! My lovely girl!” Your mother says, getting up to hug you, you thought this was strange, your parents weren't that affectionate… Your father gets up too, hugging you - “You will bring great profit to our family!” he says with an awkward smile.

You were confused, I didn't understand what was happening. What were they referring to? You look at both of them confused - “W-What’s going on?…” You ask, completely confused by the situation.

“The President liked you! Then we sell you for 1.5 million!” His mother screams in joy, making his eyes widen. They… Sold you?! What do you mean, how was that possible? They were your parents, they were supposed to love you, not discard you. You could feel your eyes filling with tears.

“I-I… I can’t accept this… I…” You say, trying to move away. But your parents stop you, they couldn't let your merchandise go out like that. Your mother grabs a glass of water, you were too shaken to notice anything. “Drink, darling.. it will help you” She says, handing you the glass, helping you sit on the couch. You drink, but you feel strangely drowsy, your eyes meeting a black blur, and then you collapse onto the couch.

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You wake up lying down in a comfortable place, your eyes were still blurry, but they quickly adjusted to the light of the place. You sit up, realizing you were on a bed, you look around the room. It was an extremely luxurious room, with shades of gold and red, your eyes widen and shine at the luxurious place you had never seen before.

The room seemed to have some childish tones, with some pink and white touches scattered throughout the room, the bed was full of stuffed animals, mainly rabbits. You get out of bed, trying to explore the room. But as soon as you stand up and take two steps forward, you fall onto the fluffy rug that surrounded the bed. It felt like something was making it impossible for you to walk freely.

You turn around to look at what had made you fall. Your eyes widened, a chain stuck around your ankle, maybe it was the drugs that were in your drink, but you hadn't noticed it before, and it was pretty tight apparently…

You get up, sit on the bed, staring at the big door that was in front of it, your ears pressed against your head, waiting for something to happen… Suddenly, the door opens, your ears quickly perk up.

Your eyes widened when you saw who it was. It was the strange man from that day… Wait, he was the president of this country? He walks up to you, a smile on his face, highlighting the gold tooth he had. You pull away, bumping into the headboard in the process.

He sits on the bed, next to you. He reaches out to caress your cheek, with a gentle smile on his face - “My little bunny… so adorable… you're mine now” He says, his face getting closer to yours, you could feel his breath.

After your first meeting, Quackity felt strangely attracted to you. A shy, small, adorable little thing. So sweet and submissive…it seemed extremely fun to break you.

Quackity chased you for that week, and the more and more he found out about you… the more obsessed he was.

Now you were in this place, totally trapped with this maniac… you didn't know what he had in store for you, and you were afraid of it.

He pulls you closer, stroking your hair. You could hear him whisper - “So beautiful… So small… So… mine”

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One month… one month you were with this maniac, and the feeling was the same as being in hell.

Cuts and purple marks spread all over your body, Quackity took out all his anger on you. He would hit you and cut you, just for his sadistic pleasure, he loved seeing you crying and screaming. Watching you break down little by little, only to become an empty mind completely submissive to him.

It was currently almost two in the morning, the ticking clock noise could be heard. You were trying to sleep but you couldn't, you had a feeling something bad was going to happen… You were currently lying in bed, wearing only a Quackity shirt that was much bigger than you.

Suddenly, the door opens, revealing Quackity. His white blouse had the first three buttons open, his tie was untied. You could smell alcohol and cigarettes coming from him.

He walks towards you, crooked steps indicating he was drunk. You look at him, completely scared, not knowing what he could do to you, trying to move away, but the chain on your ankle stopped you from going that far.

He sits on the bed, grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer to him, your head against his chest. You could feel him smelling your hair - “So sweet…” He whispers in his slightly drunken tone of voice.

You could feel their hands moving over your body. You let out a slight scream when you feel their hands squeezing your ass, you try to move away. He wouldn't do that to you… would he?

He spanks your ass - “Be quiet, be a good girl and accept this. I don’t want to hurt you” His tone of voice was threatening, you were shaking with fear. He pushes you, laying you down on the bed.

He lifts your big shirt that you were wearing, exposing your small breasts, he smiles… You were so cute. He bends down, taking one nipple into his mouth, starting to suck while playing with the other. You moan as his tongue grazes your hard nipple. You scream when you feel him bite your nipple hard, causing tears to run down your eyes.

You could feel him smile, you try to stay quiet, knowing that if you stayed quiet, it would be less worse. He leaves hickey marks on his chest, red and that would probably turn purple later. He forcefully opens your legs, ripping off your panties, clearly out of patience.

He lets out an irritated sigh when he feels that you're not wet for him at all - “I can't believe you're going to make me do this…” He says in a growl. You start to moan softly when you feel his thumb start to rub your clit, and soon one of his fingers enters you, preparing you for his cock.

He was out of patience, trying to finish this as quickly as possible so he could get his cock inside you. One finger soon becomes two, two fingers soon become three. His pace was relentless, you could feel yourself getting closer and closer. You were extremely sensitive, the stimulation on your clit combined with the relentless rhythm of his fingers inside you dragged you closer and closer to your limit.

You scream as you cum, your juices running down his fingers. He smiles, removing his fingers from inside you, taking them to his mouth to taste your juices - “So sweet… So sensitive…” He whispers, starting to take off his clothes. He completely unbuttons his white shirt, the red tie at the sides, he pulls his pants and underwear down. His hard cock springs out, its reddened tip oozing precum.

Your eyes widened, heavens… He was big! He holds your hips tightly, positioning his cock in front of your throbbing entrance. You scream as he thrusts inside you, even though you were prepared, it still hurt.

You cry as he pushes his cock all the way inside you, the tip hitting your cervix. He at least had the decency to wait for you to adjust. But soon he starts moving, his pace is never slow, but strong and fast. Hitting your cervix hard, leaving it bruised.

You screamed with each thrust, tears streaming down your rosy cheeks. You hated yourself for this, hated yourself for enjoying this. You scream too loudly when his tip hits your G-spot, making you cum hard. He laughs, laughs at how pathetic you are.

He reaches out with both hands, his big hands wrap around your small neck, squeezing lightly. You wrap your small hands around his wrist. trying to push him away? or pull him closer? you don't know anymore.

He continued to fuck you hard, making you more and more stupid. His thrusts soon began to become sloppy, indicating that he was getting closer as well. He soon stops brutally, his grip on your neck tightens, leaving you gasping for air, your nails scratching his wrists as he fills you with hot cum.

You cum again, squeezing his cock as your pussy sucks up his cum. He soon lets go of your neck, red handprints around your neck as you start to breathe again. He pulls his soft cock out of you, laying down next to you as he pulls you closer.

He kisses your forehead and lips, smelling your hair - “My bunny… My good girl… My everything… Mine, just mine..." He says breathlessly, hugging you tightly as he started to sleep. You sit there thinking, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be a good girl for him… In this beautiful luxurious room, like a golden cage…

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[whygalaxy]

FR! 😭😭

[whygalaxy]

hey!! do you plan on writing a part 2 to the benito fic?? i loved it and i love your writing!! ❤️‍🩹

Strange Doctor Appointment - Pt.2

♡⃕ Relationship} Benito Camelo x Innocent!Fem!Reader

♡⃕ {Part.One; Here}

♡⃕ Summary} "Another appointment with your favorite doctor… What could go wrong?"

♡⃕ TW.} Dub-con; Corruption Kink; Innocent Kink; Manipulation; Use of authority; Oral sex; Use of the profession for manipulation; A little of Breeding kink; Mention of previous sex; Mention of protected sex; Benito being possessive.

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I'm sorry for anything. Not reviewed

It had been a month since the last appointment you had with Benito.

He missed you so much, you were so addictive! Although he didn't really like having to use a condom, he didn't want to take any risks.

But now he didn't care, he wanted to feel you, fill you with his cum and make you really full!

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“H-Hello Benito…” You stutter. You were still the same adorable and shy little thing you always were, that was why he loved you so much.

“Well, hello honey, how are you?” He responds with a smile, watching you walk over to his desk, sitting in the chair across from him, completely blushing.

“I-I feel… stra-strange… after our last con-consultation…” You stutter, unable to maintain eye contact, you turned red like a tomato when you spoke. Was that why you were so shy? How lovely…

“Well, I need to see if you are still healthy, lie down on the stretcher and open your legs please.” He says, with a smile. You do as he says, already feeling familiar with the situation.

He walks over to you, lifting up the cute dress you were wearing. He notices a wet spot on your white panties with pink dots, he runs his thumb over the wet spot, making you jump a little in surprise. You were really turning into a little whore.

He takes off your panties, admiring your lovely pussy. He wanted to prove you so much…

He reaches down, giving your wet hole a lick. You jump in surprise, feeling strange at the new sensation. “B-Benito…” You moan.

You simply tasted sweet and addictive, he ate you up like a starving man. He sucked and stuck his tongue inside her tiny hole. You trembled with every movement of his tongue, you were so sensitive to his touch.

It doesn't take long for you to cum, drenching his entire face with your juices. He licks up every last drop, pulling away once he's finished, licking his lips. He watches your face, you were panting and blushed, looking at him with tears in your eyes.

“You look fine, but I need to do one last exam to finish.” He says, starting to unbuckle his belt and pulls his pants and underwear down. His hard cock popping out, precum oozing out of the tip. He masturbates, spreading the precum all over his cock to act as lubricant.

He positions himself in front of your tight entrance, taking a deep breath before entering. He moans loudly as he feels you for the first time. You were warm and tight… Almost like a hug.

You moaned softly, feeling a little familiar with the sensation but still feeling strange. He started with slow thrusts, getting used to the feeling of your warm walls squeezing him. But soon his thrusts began to get fast and deep, holding your hips tightly.

You moaned and trembled with each thrust, still feeling extremely sensitive from your previous orgasm. He hit your uterus with each thrust, wanting to thrust as deep as possible to fill your tiny uterus with his cum.

It doesn't take long for you to cum again. “Benito!” You scream, your legs shaking as you came, squeezing him to the extreme. As much as he usually lasted a long time, he couldn't hold back any longer, your warm walls squeezed him so well!

"Little one!" He screams, filling your womb with his hot cum. You shiver, take a deep breath, never feeling as full as you do now.

He brushes a few strands of hair off your sweaty forehead, you were blushing like a tomato. He smiled.

“You're healthy, little one… But I need you to come back for more exams.”

He says with a soft smile. He hoped that after that, he would get you pregnant… That way you would belong to him forever.

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