I will be slowly transitioning from this blog to my new one @babybatscreationsv2 I might still reblog my next few fics from there to here just to make sure all of my followers see that I have moved. It'll be nice to get back to what this blog used to be. See you over on
I will be slowly transitioning from this blog to my new one @babybatscreationsv2 I might still reblog my next few fics from there to here just to make sure all of my followers see that I have moved. It'll be nice to get back to what this blog used to be. See you over on
I will be slowly transitioning from this blog to my new one @babybatscreationsv2 I might still reblog my next few fics from there to here just to make sure all of my followers see that I have moved. It'll be nice to get back to what this blog used to be. See you over on
I will be slowly transitioning from this blog to my new one @babybatscreationsv2 I might still reblog my next few fics from there to here just to make sure all of my followers see that I have moved. It'll be nice to get back to what this blog used to be. See you over on
"How are you today, little sister?" Thor asked. He bent over the back of her chair to kiss her neck.
Loki swatted him away with a delicate hand. "I'm reading, brother. Go play with Sif."
Thor chuckled against her neck. He continued kissing a line over sensitive skin. Her breath caught despite her protest. "You're always reading." He ran a hand down her chest over perfect breasts and a tight, but soft belly. "Spend some time with me."
"Thor," she protested again, but her thighs parted as Thor pressed his hand between them.
"See. It's clear what you really want." He took the book from her hands.
"Hey! Now, stop that. It isn't funny." She pushed at his arm, but he was always stronger than her. Her hips pushed up into his hand.
"Good girl," he purred. His other hand caught her hair and pulled her head back. She gasped at the sharp tug and moaned as he sucked kisses into her throat. His fingers teased up and down her pussy making her squirm and whine.
"You're so soft in this form," Thor said, then he laughed. "Well, you're always quite soft aren't you? But like this, you're soft all over. Especially inside." He pressed his mouth to hers. His tongue flicked over her lips and she parted them without thought. Loki moaned as her brother's tongue explored her mouth. His fingers pressed in against her leggings. She could feel the fabric becoming wet. Her cheeks heated with embarrassment.
Thor released her from his probing kiss. "See. Soft." Her ran his knuckles over her cheek and down her throat. She gasped, startled, as his fingers closed around her neck. His hand was so big as to tilt her head back to fit.
"Little sister," he grinned, mocking, making her shiver. He was so much bigger than her. Every bit of him. She clung to his arm as he lifted her by the neck. "Will you play the part of my little cock sleeve?"
Loki gasped, choking in his grip. "Let go of me you damn beast," she gasped. Thor laughed. He dropped her to the floor and she nearly fell to her knees only catching herself on his chest.
"Pretend you don't want it, that's fine. You know I like it when you squirm." One of his hands wrapped around her wrists. His fingers still met on the other side. He held her with her arms up over her head. His free hand grabbed her tunic and pulled it up until her bare breasts were exposed. Loki squirmed as Thor pawed them. His fingers pinched and teased her nipples until they were hard.
"Stop it," she gasped, twisting in his grasp.
"Turn into one of your little creatures and crawl away then." Thor smirked at her. She huffed, entirely caught. "It's okay to enjoy spending time with your brother."
He pulled her in for a kiss which she finally reciprocated. He let go of her hands and pulled off the tunic. He pulled her close to kiss her more fiercly as she struggled on her toes to reach him.
Thor's giant hands on her hips pulled down her leggings and underwear. She kicked them off them they reached her ankles. His fingers slipped between her wet folds to tease her clit. Then down to push one thick finger inside. Then two, too soon, making her whine as she was stretched.
Thor fucked her on his fingers, thumb rubbing circles on her clit. She felt helpess and he wasn't even holding her any longer. Just kissing her and touching her and when he pulled his fingers from her pussy she whimpered and leaned into his chest. She watched him put his fingers into his mouth and suck them clean of her juices.
Then he smiled. A wicked smile which meant he had a wicked thought. Loki gasped his name as she was grabbed again by the neck and dragged back to the chair. Thor tossed her down into it and adjusted her until her head hung off one side and her legs on the other.
Thor loomed over her, mountainous from this angle. Loki watched him pull his cock from his pants, shivering as she remembered just how big it was, long and thick. She held her mouth open as he stepped closer.
"Good girl," he purred. He teased the head of his cock around her soft lips before slipping inside. Loki pulled in a long breath as he pushed in, nudging the back of her throat. Her mouth stretched wide to take him all in, then he pushed into her throat making her eyes water. She reached up to put her hands on his thighs and Thor caught her wrists. He held onto them as he began to thrust, each time pushing deep into her throat making her choke, making tears run down her face.
"That's a good cock sleeve. You love it don't you?"
Admittedly she moaning beneath the gagging and the harsh breaths. She held her mouth open for more each time, mind spinning with lust and a need for more.
"I think you like your throat being fucked more than your cunt." He pulled out of her mouth and slapped her face with his cock. It was heavy enough to sting and it smeared her face with spit.
"Yes, brother. I love it," Loki agreed. She could feel the glassiness in her eyes and the ache in her throat and all she could do is wait for more cock with her mouth open and her legs spread. Thor grinned down at her.
"How soft and slutty you are, Loki. Do you want my cock?"
"Yes, please, Thor."
"Beg for it. Tell me what you want."
"I want your cock in my throat, please," she begged, rubbing her thighs together, wetness soaking her skin.
Thor plunged his cock straight down her throat, listening to her gag. He pushed in until it hurt, until he couldn't possible get any deeper, and Loki knew that wasn't the whole length. The length of him didn't fit in her cunt either.
Thor released one of her wrists. "Play with yourself while I fuck your throat."
Loki reached down between her legs where she was slick and gushing, frantically rubbing her clit while Thor pounded away at her throat. Each time he pushed in, each time she choked on him, sent pleasure curling into her toes.
"Going to cum, little sister? Let's see you get off on have your mouth fucked like a cunt."
Loki's eyes rolled up and she body went taunt, pleasure shooting through her like electric sparks. Each thrust of her brother's cock down her throat added to the high, her orgasm unending as long as he fucked her, until finally he held on to her hair, holding her on place while he came down her throat. Then everything finally settled and Thor pulled out, wiping himself off on her cheek.
"What a good, filthy, little girl you are," he purred.
"And you're an arse," she spat. "Where’s my book?"
Tony really wished his son hadn’t gone to the police, but it was out of his hands now. Good thing Officer Barnes was willing to bring the boy home, rather than listen to his very true allegations. True or not, Peter has to be punished.
I will be slowly transitioning from this blog to my new one @babybatscreationsv2 I might still reblog my next few fics from there to here just to make sure all of my followers see that I have moved. It'll be nice to get back to what this blog used to be. See you over on
Tony really wished his son hadn’t gone to the police, but it was out of his hands now. Good thing Officer Barnes was willing to bring the boy home, rather than listen to his very true allegations. True or not, Peter has to be punished.
Tony and Stephen are professional dog breeders, but their studs get a little testy when there's no one to mount. Tony comes up with a plan to keep the juices flowing the boys happy. Poor Peter Parker will make the perfect breeding bitch.
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: DARK FIC, noncon, bestiality, amputation, body modification, dehumanization, mind break, sadism
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Being in the basement always made Peter nervous that he was going to wake up again on Stephen's table. Not that he was safe upstairs. Since he was fully healed from all of his surgery now, they left the body chain on him. When he had his morning training, Tony liked to tug on the chain just to make him cry. It didn't take much. He sometimes pulled until Peter screamed. He could swear the man was tearing his piercings out, but there was never any blood.
After about a week of breeding, Stephen confirmed that each of their bitches were pregnant. Tony said it was the fastest breeding they'd ever had as breedings didn't always take. He said having a daily bitch must have upped their libido and made them more interested in breeding their bitches more often. He said that Goliath used to be a one a day type, but he'd caught him mounting his bitch four times one day. Peter felt proud of his boys.
His heart leaped with joy at the sight of his wolves coming to greet him. They covered him in slobbery licks and each one sniffed and licked his ass in greeting. Goliath wasted no time in reclaiming him. The giant wolf claimed onto his back and slammed it's cock inside him. His paws held his waist, catching on his body chain. Tears streamed down his face as his too sensitive nipples were tugged with each thrust, but Peter was euphoric to be reunited with the wolf.
Stephen and Tony found them in the living room.
"I think he missed his bitch," Tony said.
Goliath's claws caught on the chain, pulling hard with each movement. Peter screamed. His body trembled. He heard a rich groan above him.
"That doing it for you, huh?" he heard Tony say, but he couldn't see beyond blinding tears.
"Fuck, look at it cry," Stephen said. He heard them moving around.
Peter gasped, trying to keep his breathing even so he wouldn't pass out, but the pain was too much. Then Goliath's knot began to force its way inside. He screamed again as he he stretched open. He thought the worst of it was over, but Goliath kept rutting, massive knot grinding against his prostate. Peter sobbed, crying as his cock ached to cum, but he couldn't with the ring of the chain wrapped around it.
By the time Goliath pulled out, Peter was exhausted. He let himself fall forward onto the carpet, whining when his chain pulled. The ring on his cock was the worst, especially now that he was so hard.
He blinked away the tears in his eyes. He heard a wet sound above him and raised his head to see Tony and Stephen on the couch. Tony was sucking Stephen's dick while he watched Peter suffer. Tony stopped and looked his way.
"I have an idea," he said.
Stephen pet his hair. "You have only the best ideas."
Tony smiled and gave him a kiss. "Nobody move. I'll be right back."
He disappeared down the hall, leaving Peter chilled. When he came back, he had another chain in his hand along with the cattle prod. Peter knew he wasn't going to like whatever Tony was up to.
He knelt down beside Peter. "Come here, Blizzard, your turn."
"No! No, please- Ah!" Peter's voice cut off with a scream as Tony pressed the cattle prod to his hip.
"Good boy, Blizzard, come." The wolf stepped up behind him and began to take his place. Tony hooked the new chain to bottom of his body chain and pulled it back behind him. It went over his ass and connected to the wolf's collar.
Peter whimper, terrified. Blizzard was not only the roughest fuck, he took the longest to knot. Tony smirked and went back to his husband.
The wolf pushed inside him. Peter whined as his sensitive ass was filled. Then Blizzard grabbed hold of waist and started to fuck. Each movement pulled the chain, causing sharp pain in each of his piercings. He shuddered and screamed through the pain, eyes running with tears. He wanted to fall again to the floor, but when his arms grew weak it put more pressure on the chain. He felt like the piercings were being ripped out, but he knew from experience that it was just his heightened sensitivity.
On the couch, he could hear Stephen moaning and Tony gagging himself on his cock.
The wolf kept fucking him, for what felt like hours. He was dizzy and half conscious when he felt his knot start to form. Tony and Stephen must have been done, because someone came to unhook the chain before it could actually tear his piercings out. Then Blizzard turned and Peter finally passed out, still hanging off his knot.
The other two dogs must have fucked him while he slept, because he knew exactly what four loads of wolf cum felt like. It was always just enough that he thought he could feel a small bump in his abdomen. Apollo was there sleeping with him. Hunter and Blizzard slept together on the nearby dog bed while Goliath slept on the couch. The wolf had made it clear that no dogs were allowed up there up but him and that included Peter.
His life continued in the same cycle. Getting bred and used and tortured until the bitches weaned their pups. Then his pack would be taken away to do their jobs. Peter would be confined to the basement until they were done. Then it was back to being breed all day every day. Tony taught the wolves to use his mouth and it ended up only further increasing their sex drive.
Peter pissed outside and ate wet dog food, which Goliath often forced him to give up in his favor. He slept with Apollo at night and often woke up to the dog licking Peter's mouth or breeding hole. He learned only to bark when he needed someone's attention. Tony and Stephen only referred to him as bitch or it. Then after a while, Peter realized he had completely forgotten how to speak.
He knew words, he knew logically that his mouth should be able to say them, but the thought of speaking made him anxious to an extreme. When a month had passed without Peter speaking, Stephen realized what was going on and laughed at him. He tried to force Peter speak, but despite his threats he couldn't. He was humiliated, but without the ability to walk or talk, he was truly becoming a dog. Not just a dog, but the bitch of the pack.
Tony and Stephen are professional dog breeders, but their studs get a little testy when there’s no one to mount. Tony comes up with a plan to keep the juices flowing the boys happy. Poor Peter Parker will make the perfect breeding bitch.
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: DARK FIC, noncon, bestiality, amputation, body modification, dehumanization, mind break, sadism
I don't make a lot of personal posts here, but I wanted to write a sort of eulogy
Supernatural is actually ending. In the time since I started watching this show I've lost friends, lost jobs, fought depression and anxiety, but looking back at who I was back on that day I wrote my first spn fic, I've grown so much. I'm so much stronger now. Life isn't perfect for me, I wish I could tell that little girl curled up on a tattered futon that by the time she's watching the last episode of her only lifeline, she'll be strong enough to float on her own.