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"This is the toothiest blowjob I've ever had."

Tooth fairy: "You're welcome."

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"You're barking up the wrong tree."

Puppy: "I'm sorry miss! Which tree did you want me to bark up?? Puppy is good at barking!!"

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Be a good pet and take your pills for me :) Maybe even wash them down with a glass of water.

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"Mommmyyyyyyyy!"

"That's Doctor Mommy to you, sweetheart."

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"Hhhhholy shit you have 8 feet"

Spidergirl: "Not usually the thing people focus on, but I'll take it."

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Get on the bed. It's time to complete your edge-ucation.

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"Yeah, I haven't gotten a piercing for a year. I was thinking of getting snake bites."

Horny Lamia: "Excuse me, hi, bite? I mean I snake? I mean snake bites?? Fuck."

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"Wrap me up, snake mommy!"

Lamia: "Oh, uh. I'm actually venomous, not a constrictor..."

"Oh."

"But I can try!!" *Awkward silly squeezing*

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I put on some lofi to drown out an alarm and my friend said she's getting a bit pavlod' because she listens to lofi when she masturbates.

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Obsession

They're going to be mine, I think, hurriedly stepping into my apartment. They're going to be mine. I discard my outdoor things in a haze, not caring that they end up in a messy pile on the floor. All mine. I hurry to my bedroom, collapsing face-first onto my bed.

"They're going to be mine!" I growl-squeak into my pillow. I feel like a pressure cooker ready to explode with how I've had to restrain my excitement all day.

One of my hands scrambles around under my pillow for a shirt, their shirt. Perhaps it was irresponsible of me to take it. I did try to take one they wouldn't miss too much. Those anxious thoughts fade into the haze of their delightful scent.

Fuck I can't wait anymore. My teeth sink into my bottom lip, forcing my mind to focus. Patience. Just a little more patience.

Breathing in their scent twists the excitement within into something more eager, more urgent. It gnaws away at the foundations of my self-control. Fuck it. The work still to be done can wait. Right now, I need to take care of something more pressing.

Reluctantly, I shift position onto my knees and bring a firm pillow between my legs. Even with my eyes open, I can almost see them helpless beneath me. I just know they'll give in once they see how happy I can make them.

My skirt falls to either side of the pillow, and I start to rock my hips back and forth. Watching them for months has told me everything I know. The types of "content" they rabidly consume and the way they buck their hips like a wild animal while doing so have informed me of what they look for in a partner. It wasn't hard to shape myself into exactly what they desire, especially not when they're a helpless subby thing, practically begging to be led, to be controlled, to be mine.

I grind on the pillow harder. After my last foray into the dating scene, I know to expect resistance. That's why preparations have taken a painfully long time. I'll spare no expense on security for my darling. Once they understand how crushed I would be without them, they'll stay. They'll be good. They'll love me. They have to.

Harder and harder, I rock my hips. My breathing ratchets up in intensity. When they see how happy they make me, they'll have to give in. It's obvious we were meant for each other. Why has it taken so long for them to see that!? Maybe I'll punish them for that, playing hard to get. Then again, they're letting me prove how devoted I am to us being together.

"Fuck," I breathe out, shuddering with pleasure. Thinking about them as I ride away feels better than any lifeless orgasm I've had. Not much longer, and I'll have the real thing all to myself. Forever and ever.

My eyes flutter closed, and I sink into a horny jumble of thoughts about them. "You're gonna--fuck--gonna love the way I treat you." I make no attempt to restrain my voice or hide the dripping need. "You'll be mine. Mine! All mine!"

I'm so close. I bring their shirt to my face and breathe their intoxicating scent in. Flashes of all the twisted things we're going to do flutter through my mind. By the time the climax hits, I've lost control of my legs. I ride and ride and ride the pillow, longing for them to be between my thighs.

The orgasm forces through my body, Their shirt catches my greedy moans and desperate drool. Still, my legs rock back and forth, dragging out every last drop of pleasure. When my twitching at last calms, I collapsed onto the bed.

"You'll be mine..." I drift off into a happy haze, still breathing in their scent.

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I sent some nudes to my friend and she barked so much on a voice note back that people outside her flat noticed and looked in right at her.

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Mousegirl: "I gotta tell you a secret..."

"Don't you mean a squeakret?"

*Sigh* "I'm having an affair."

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Nice chastity cage, nerd. Did your mommy pick it out for you?

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Passing a puppygirl around the campfire like a joint.

"Let me get another hit."

***Smack***

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I came so hard I almost passed out last night. Cumming is great. Just a little reminder for anyone who isn't allowed :)

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Can I come over and help you study for your prostate exam?? I wanna make sure you do really well!!

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CBT (Cognitive Ball Therapy) is a perfect treatment for puppies.

For those who don't respond, Cock Behavioural Torture is on the table.