"It's called a manic episode and YOURE getting 3 MORE SEASONS!"
▄︻デ══━一💥
He/it/bite/star
Just a guy
(𖦹﹏𖦹;)
Im proship/profic (as in anti harrasment)
Strawp: https://goofyazzcom.straw.page/
WHY IS "MEXICAN" IN RED!??😭😭
"Incel"
"Larper"
"MEXICAN"
THIS MF LITERALLY KILLED PEOPLE AND THE MOST IMPORTANT ASPECT OF THIS THUMBNAIL IS THAT HES MEXICAN💔💔💔
𐔌❜୧ ⑅̣̣̣ᣟ some dylan edits i ოade >_< i have ოore coოing soon.. i just loved these 2 soo ოuch i wanted to post theო before anything 𓐇݁ ໒꒰ྀི๑ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ๑꒱ྀིა ︵♪
Youre hiking, enjoying the lovely day and the steady rhythm of step after step. You pass intersting rocks and weird shrubs, listen to birds and the nearby creek. By any standards this could be satisfying enough, but youre hiking towards something very specific.
Youre after something that looks like barnacles, they are maybe a foot long and a flat diamond shape. Theyve got a ridged outer shell and then inside sits a seam down the centre like a door.
Trekking along the creek, you move upstream following a rough map in your mind. Sparse treecover gives some shelter from the sun, but the breeze helps the most. The creek joins a river and you hike further still, more excited by the minute. Finally, in a slow part of the river you see one on a shallow rock. Its shell is white and glows against the slate rocks.
The waterfall and birdsong and trees rustling sing a lovely melody as you strip. You can smell the water and the trees, bright and fresh. Theres not another living soul for miles - not that you would mind an audience. You fold your clothes neatly into your pack and place it nearby.
Stepping into the clear, flowing water you are brimming with anticipation. The coolness does nothing to the heat in your core. You sit directly atop the barnacle, leaning back on other rocks. As you wait you swing your legs lazily through the deeper water. You get a good while of relaxing in the unique serenity before it notices you.
The seam opens and you feel the pressure of something emerging. It stops and snuffles, a purply brown tentacle with a flat tip exploring your underside. Your heart flutters with excitement, you know its exploring you because its never seen a human before. The idea of training it makes your blood rush. If you come back often enough, it would learn you, it would know exactly how to use you.
For now it suckles, exploring by squishing itself against every inch of skin to "see" you. Of course, you help it along and grind against it. Your heart thunders and your toes curl when it finds just the right spot. As attentive of a lover as any vertibrate, it senses your pleasure and focuses its curiousity to that spot, testing your reaction. Bracing your arms on the rocks behind you, you roll your hips. Your skin flushes as your pleasure quickly climbs. The blunt tip sucks, teases, grinds into you. Your breathing becomes gasping becomes a long drawn out cry as it inflicts a merciless rhythm and you are taken hard by an orgasm.
Your head hangs back on the bank and the water massages your head as your nerves tingle. The tentacle continues its suckling, helping you ride the pleasure out before eagerly crossing the line into overstimulating you. Youre glad you found one in the water, you feel weightless.
Its realising what youre offering now and it starts to push up, you dont hold back your moans as it spreads you open. Its slow and methodical, cautiously exploring deeper and deeper inside you. Your legs feel numb not just from the cold as you are stretched and filled with the thick tentacle.
As you rock onto it - pushing it in and dragging it out - the creature picks up what youre putting down. It starts to thrust into you, getting comfortable and shoving itself as deep as it can go. You whimper with every thrust, it pulses like a heartbeat, it wriggles happily in your warmth. Youre glad you found one so thick and energetic.
You lean forward on your hands and gasp with the effort of taking it. The water splashes, you try not to bounce on it, you try to relax and just let it fuck you.
You like this one so much, you cry out and swear to the sky that youll come back every day for more. It pounds you and you promise youll be its cumdump, youll be such a good fucktoy for it-every day if it wants.
You convulse as it drags another orgasm from you, your arms quiver trying to keep your head out of the water.
Just as your breathing settles you are stuck with deep satisfaction as it cums too, a rush of cold liquid filling you to overflowing. Your legs shake and pleasure rolls over you like waves as the thick tentacle trembles with effort and relief.
It stays inside you for a minute and you enjoy the full feeling, the feeling of being a bit stuck on it. Mmmmm its a lovely sight through the waves to watch it slowly recede back to its shell. You stay sat in the water while you come down, stretching happily in the sun. The white strands escaping your core and floating off like webs look so hot.
What would you do if you saw a giraffe and a turtle kissing, but come to find out the turtle is actually a giraffe in disguise catching the other giraffe cheating. But come to find out the first giraffe is actually a turtle.
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Bayani mentioned??? /silly
Errrr id go therapy cuz DAMN
then again i grew up watching Arabic dramas so idk maybe I’d survive XP
