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The Futa Virus
Now, if you’re one of the few survivors of the futanari Apocalypse, here’s a few pointers on evading contamination.
1) don’t have sex. The fluids of a carrier of the futa virus are still powerful, even if they don’t appear to have changed at all yet. Here’s some things to look out for in your friends/coligues. You’ll notice an increased sexual drive, as well as small blemishes beginning to appear on their face. Usually around the lips, eyes, and cheeks. These will soon become permanent makeup, one of the many changes that’ll take place. They may also have an enlarged clit or member, and larger nipples as well. After that, you’ll see their chests, hips, and rear end increase in size. Some who are infected increase in belly size as well, but its different for every one. If you see any of these changes, inform as many as you can of your group, and vacate the area, leaving the infected behind.
2) hazmat suits don’t work. Once the virus has made contact with plastic or rubber, it immediately begins to transform it to suit its needs. If they’re in the form of clothing, they’ll begin to tighten around the body, transforming into latex, becoming a very salacious outfit. It can make contact with the suit through three means: saliva(see rule four), breast milk, or semen, spraying or dripping the fluid onto the victim from one of the infected.
3) don’t attempt to study it. Putting this virus in a lab is a surefire way to make a futa slime. These creatures are made when the virus absorbs enough plastics, rubber, and chemicals. They hunt down uninfected, spraying them with highly mutative fluids to make them into their desired mates.
4) the futa virus sometimes enhances bazaar attributes of the human body, including the genitals, the mamary glands, and, some times, the tongue and saliva glands. This last one increases the tongue’s length, strength, and dexterity. The saliva gland will over produce slobber, coating the tongue in thick slime. It may also increase pheromones, sweat production, semen production, and body hair. In some cases, the tongue’s nerve endings mutate, causing them to find things they’d previously found disgusting to be delicious. In extreme cases, this may even make each taste bud function like a clitoris, cumming from various tastes and sensations.
5) keep an eye out. The futa virus can change one’s entire being, including their personality and species. Do not attempt to reason with the infected. They love the new them. Some who were abusive and rude are turned into submissive sluts, while the oppressed find themselves with powerful bodies and the personality to back it up. Some turn into anthropomorphic creatures, ranging from mammals, fish, birds, reptiles, even some plants, and mythical creatures.
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Now, dear reader, you may be wondering how I know all this. The truth is I am an infected… And I find myself in the form of a great dragoness. And I enjoy a good hunt.
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Please make it a fun chase. 💙
Futa Complex
Prequel to the Futa Virus PSA
I ran.
As soon as I saw them, I ran. Their glowing pink eyes flashing in the darkness. The heavy breathing. The smell, oh gods. That heavenly smell….
I had just enough wits about me to make a break for it. I ran and ran and ran and…
… Tripped…
They caught me, and I was knocked unconscious. I fully expected to not be the same person when I woke up.
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When I woke I felt a lancing pain along my skull. A little bit of blood left a line of crusty black down from my temple to my cheek. I tried to rub it off, but found my hands(and my feet) had been shackled down. Looking around the space I was in, it looked like a storage room, bit instead of stuff, the room was filled with frames chained to the floor and ceiling, with people chained to them.
I called out to the one closest to me, and he woke up, his head, which was resting on his chest, jerking upwards. “Hey… Can you tell me what’s going on?”
He smirked. “Sure, kid. I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you exactly what’s going to happen. They’re gonna come to you, and drip a small amount of saliva into your mouth. Then they’re gonna leave you to cultivate. Feeding you just enough to stay alive. And they’ll let you turn… But slowly, agonizingly. Once you’re fully turned, they’ll leave you up there, not so much as touching you until you pledge to serve Dom Elena. You’ll go mad with lust before they do, though. And once you’re theirs, then you’ll battle for sexual dominance in the Arena.
“I was spying on this commune for a year before I was found out… Damnable breast forms fell off, and my makeup started smearing… anyway, there’s no way to get out of here without becoming a slave… A Gladiatranny.” I gulped.
“But maybe they’ll go easy on you, if you prove you got what it takes to be a high ranking harlot.”
The gears turned in my head. “ what if when I turn… I battle this Dom for dominance?”
He bit his lip. “If you win, you get control of the commune. If you loose, you’re hers for life. She’s never said no to a challenger. But then again, she doesn’t have to.”
I felt a small part of my soul change… As a mischievous grin spread on my face.
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just so you know…if we’re friends, you have every right to treat me like a free-use toy.
you wanna pull me into your lap to grope my tits and ass? go ahead!
you wanna push me to my knees and have me suck you off? by all means!
you wanna grind your cunt on my face and make me suck your tits? sure!
you wanna bend me over the counter and fuck my ass? i won’t say no!
you wanna fuck my cunt and cum inside me? lemme just spread my legs!
i want to get platonically used by all my friends. that’s what friends are for!
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I I please where’s my friends who’d use me like this let me platonically serve please
You see what happens when you don’t have breakfast in bed and drain mommy’s boobs?
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So I am a huge fan of sushi right? So what if there was this sushi place that was an all you can eat buffet for like, 20 bucks. With it you would of course get your choice of drink. On the menu you would have some fairly generic drinks like soda, water, ect. But the big thing that catches your eye is a in house sake that is made right there in their restaurant.
So you think "to hell with it" and order it. When it arrives you are presented with a very cloudy cream colored sake served from a pretty looking light blue, semi transparent bottle. Its flavor is relatively sweet and milky, like Sayuri but with more emphasis on the cream flavor and sweetness of it. It's not half bad and you greedily sip it down as you wait for your first order to arrive.
When your order arrives and you enjoy your first tuna roll, and then you second and third. You feel a tightness in your shirt. Thinking that it might just have been because you ate three entire sushi rolls at this point and are kind of full from it. You were a tad bloated from it but nothing too crazy. What you failed to notice though is the weight starting to pack on in your chest.
Five, six, now seven rolls in different varieties and you could have sworn you would have normally been full by now. Siping on the milky sake to wash it all down, you feel your assets. Your chest has very, very, clearly swollen up. Your bra is almost bursting at the seams with how large they have gotten. Your big soft tummy is exposed for the world to see too! Its ridden up your beach ball of a belly and is the only thing concealing your chest from the rest of the world...for now
Eight, nine rolls in everything started to become hazy, not in the sense of you getting drunk but thoughts are now becoming hard to form. It feels nice just being to sit there and eat all you want and sip on the sweet milky stuff. Your shirt that has been torn in the center would disagree.
By the tenth roll any thought of you feeling full or concern that your bust would pop out of your shirt was gone. Speaking of shirt it is almost in tatters and only leaving but so much to the imagination. A nice lady offers you the sweet cream drink again. You guzzle it down greedily as you always have, and that's when the lady mentions "ma'am please follow me to the VIP section" her words are almost hypnotic. So you waddle yourself into a section you dont remember being there, but to be fair its not like you can remember much of anything now. You see other women like you, only almost all of them are much much bigger than you are, most of them hooked up to milking machines. Some are so big that they rest atop their chest, like a big milky bed.
You're situated in a medium stall like most of the others. She puts a collar on you attached with a large bell, on it the number "47" is etched in. "Congrats on the new job 47, this is your new home now" she says softly, laying a kiss on your chest.
It's been some time since you've been here, you've honestly lost count how many days, months, years? You're still unsure. On the plus side youve been moved to a large stall, your constantly being fed sushi, on top of that they keep giving you sweet milky stuff! It's super good tasting and stuff~. Your doomed to an ever milky eternity with breasts so large moving on your own is no longer possible. Is this really what you thought a 20 dollar all you can eat buffet was going to be?
I'm mostly testing formatting stuff with this. I don't usually post my horny writing thoughts on here but I might if people are interested! nwn
Responsibilities of the Dominant
Being a Dominant may start out as just fun, kinky play - but when becoming involved and entangled in most D/s dynamics, you take on certain responsibilities along with that role. Based on experience, reflections, and answers to a survey, these are the seven responsibilities of a Dominant.
A Dominant must:
1. Respect. There must be respect for the submissive - respect for their desires and wishes; respect for their nurturing and growth; respect for their consent, body, and safety. Dominance without respect becomes dangerous.
2. Protect. Taking on a submissive is a serious undertaking, and the Dominant becomes responsible for their protection and safekeeping. They must be kept protected from others and even from certain parts of themselves. Dominance without protection is powerless.
3. Direct. The Dominant must command, instruct, and guide on no uncertain terms. Directions must be clear, concise, realistic, and specific. This is the primary active role of the Dominant, to provide direction and guidance to the submissive. Dominance without direction is inadequate.
4. Inspire. It is not enough for a Dominant to simply give direction; they must inspire the submissive to obey the direction. In different dynamics, this will take different forms - submissives may be inspired by fear, pain, command presence, love, experience, or a number of other factors and qualities. Dominance without inspiration is contrived.
5. Correct. Once direction is given, the Dominant must follow through and correct any faults and shortcomings observed in the submissive’s obedience - with any discipline required to enforce the corrections. Dominance without correction is unproductive, or worse, counter-productive.
6. Nurture. Direction and correction should be given to grow and better a submissive, not just for the sake of it. A Dominant should challenge a submissive, expand their limits, and encourage their potential. Dominance without nurturing is tautological.
7. Learn. The Dominant must learn from experience, successes and mistakes, feedback from the submissive, and research. They should always be actively learning and seeking to expand their knowledge in order to better dominate and direct. Dominance without learning is irresponsible.
i just read someone’s idea of reader drinking some lactating potion on accident and was wondering how the brothers would help the reader 😭 THOUGHTS? 🎤
LEVIATHAN, ASMODEUS, BEELZEBUB & BELPHEGOR 2.4k words | NSFW | gn!Reader Content warnings: due to magical mishaps, Reader has larger, lactating breasts that are vaguely described; lactation kink, breast/nipple play, breast massaging/fondling, titty fucking, fingering, oral sex. More in the Lactation Kink series: Mammon | Solomon | Lucifer, Satan, Diavolo & Barbatos, Simeon, Karasu
miguel o’hara x fem! reader
cw: lactation kink (breastfeeding), reader! breastfeeds miguel, breast-sucking, nsfw 18+, smut; no plot
a/n: this was requested so, if you don’t like this js skip or block me :3
as you removed your apron, revealing your beautiful curves and plump breasts, miguel’s breath caught in his throat. the sight of you was undeniably alluring, and desire welled up within him. he couldn't resist the pull any longer, his hands gliding over your bare skin as he pulled you closer. his lips found their way to the sensitive skin of your neck, peppering it with soft kisses.
“you’re irresistible," he whispered huskily, his voice filled with desire. "every curve, every part of you... drives me wild." his hands traced teasing patterns along your waist, caressing the softness of your skin. "you are the most enticing sight in this kitchen, my love." miguel chuckled softly against your skin, his touch growing bolder as he let his hands roam over your body. his voice was laced with a playful yet seductive tone. “you’re always so kinky,” you giggled as you leaned into his hungry touches.
“oh, you have no idea how kinky i can be. i’m just waiting for the right moment to show you." he moved one hand up to cup your breast, teasingly running his thumb over the hardened nipple. his lips resumed their exploration along your neck, his touch becoming more urgent with each passing moment. miguel’s movements were swift and confident as he carried you effortlessly to the bed. a hunger burned within him as he lowered your top, exposing your breasts and the sweet milk that awaited him.
his lips found their way to your exposed flesh, his mouth latching onto your nipple. he suckled gently, savoring the taste of your milk, his tongue lapping and swirling around it. a deep moan rumbled from his throat as he enjoyed the intimate connection between you, the mixture of pleasure and nourishment filling his senses. he nursed eagerly, his touch and suckling becoming more intense, his desire to please you growing with every passing second.
“oh god," he murmured with urgency, his voice muffled against your breast. "you taste so delicious. i can't get enough of you." you squirmed under his hold as he continued to suckled on your breasts. you could feel the tug from his lips as he slurped up your sweet milk and with the flick of tongue, lapped up the milk that threatened to spill from your breasts. “oh—miguel, that feels so fucking good..” your breath hitches and your body shudders as he continues his assault on your breasts.
miguel’s desire intensified as he heard your moans of pleasure and felt your squirming beneath his touch. it fueled his own arousal, his passion for you growing with every passing moment. his free hand roamed across your body, teasing and caressing your curves, heightening your pleasure. his lips trailed a path of kisses and nibbles from your breasts to your neck, his warm breath against your skin sending shivers down your spine.
he released your breast with a gentle pop, his lips and chin glistening with traces of milk. he gazed into your eyes, his own filled with a mix of longing and adoration. “you are exquisite, mi reina," he whispered, his voice laced with desire. "and i want to show you just how much you mean to me."
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