[[NO AGE IN BIO, YOU'RE GETTING BLOCKED]] 23, he/him -i don't bother tagging stuff so general blog tw: cnc- -i made this so my main blog doesn't have nsft stuff on it.-
thinking about being a dumb little scientist whos got big strong scary monsters in flimsy glass cells for studying and one day they just all break out and fucking ruin my boycunt :)
Well, it's kind of your fault for not making sure their enclosures were secure, right? A canine beast with hulking shoulders and spines running down its back, something lithe and reptilian with armor plating and no visible eyes, a centaur-esque being with no humanity whose upper half has four arms - they're all so strong and virile that it's basically a miracle nothing has happened to you yet. That, and it's just not fair to assume they can resist the temptation of such a tight, warm body when it's so readily available to them. (Why did your supervisor give you the go-ahead to give all of these things huge cocks, anyway?)
But you're the one who didn't follow containment protocol. Those enclosures need to be replaced and/or upgraded on a strict timeline, but you ignored that, and now one of them has a chip in the glass. A single weak point, so easy to exploit, and especially for something like the beast responsible for this entire incident. It resembles a Komodo dragon, with a body long enough to host a pair of arms. It's bulky, muscular, but still agile enough to pose a threat - and pose a threat it does indeed. Its claws are no joke, especially not with so much force behind them.
It's a simple matter for it to hook one claw into that weak point, and it's all over from there.
The shattering glass alerts you to the fact that something is wrong, but you only barely have time to turn around before the monster swoops you up in its arms, holding you above its head with a chittering shriek. It rips your clothes off as easily as you could tear a sheet of paper, then slams you back into the floor, knocking the wind out of you. It crawls over you to align its hips with yours, and its intentions immediately become clear; its cock, hard, dripping precum, presses up against your exposed boycunt. With hardly any effort, it forces itself in.
You yelp in pain, unused to the stretch, but the situation quickly becomes worse. As the first monster ruts into you, more glass shatters throughout your lab; clearly, the first must have broken open other enclosures on its way to you, and those monsters are assisting their brethren. None of them seem eager to leave right away, however, and dark shapes crowd around you, though your vision is obscured by the scaly body above yours. Somehow, you just know they're all waiting their turn.
Fortunately for them - and unfortunately for you - the lizard-beast above you seems to be so pent-up that it doesn't take long for it to cum. Hot jets of seed paint your insides, making you gasp in surprise, and the beast growls low in its chest, satisfied. It pulls out wetly and moves away from you, presumably to escape now that it's slaked its lust - and another beast moves in. Using the cum from the first monster as lube, it's a simple matter for that canine beast with powerful arms to pin you down and force a cock into you that matches its general appearance - huge, wolfish. You can't help but moan as it pounds into your cervix over and over, as though trying to batter through.
It has no luck invading your womb, but settles for forcing your boycunt to accommodate every single inch of its cock. It's so deep, so powerful, just so much, but the worst is yet to come. That knot, thick, juicy, locks it inside of you, and it snarls wordlessly, easily holding you in place to pump you full of its pups. The new stretch makes you whimper in discomfort, but the inherent pleasure of being fucked at least mitigates it a little. A little.
The wolf-beast pins you against the floor, then starts trying to tug its knot out of you, eager to escape the lab it's been confined in for so long. The stretch is too much - god, this thing is so big, how did it even fit in the first place?! You can't really think about it for much longer, though, because a surge of force frees the cock from inside of you with a sudden jolt of pain. There doesn't seem to be any permanent damage - at least, not yet - but that's a small relief in the face of the others that still need to use you. They know you're the one responsible for keeping them trapped in here, and they want you to be responsible for their pleasure in return.
Faceless, almost alien - it's like if a centaur had somehow become corrupted by some terrifying, unknown force. It could barely even be compared to a centaur, honestly, but that cock bobbing beneath it certainly seems horselike. With four arms and an unsettlingly-flexible torso, it can easily manhandle you into an easy position for its lower half to take advantage of, bending you over some random piece of equipment to force its way in. It's bigger than the others by a solid margin, which elicits some obscene noises from you, a blend of pain and pleasure that you aren't really sure how to handle. There's certainly something to be said for the feeling of horsecock pounding into your defenseless human body.
This thing's flare is comparable to the wolf-beast's knot, stretching you wide, but deeper, fuck, deeper, so far inside, pressed right up against your cervix. It's probably cumming directly into your womb, but at least that'll be interesting for a future examination, right? Can any of these things knock up some poor human scientist? That's just something you'll have to file away for later, because right now you have to figure out a coping mechanism for getting a horsecock yanked out of your already-sore boycunt. Even horsecock in a regular state would be hard to deal with, but the flare is really something else.
You're still bent over the miscellaneous equipment when something lithe and tentacled approaches. You can only tell which appendage is supposed to be its cock, because it's glowing blue - well, they're glowing blue. There's two of them, and the thing very clearly stakes its claim to your boycunt by shoving both of them in at once. Writhing against your walls, pulsating with an uncomfortable warmth - you don't think it can get much more stimulating than this, until it does. The thin, prehensile appendages can easily snake their way directly into your womb, stretching your cervix around them as they pry it open. Why? What's the point of that? Easier access? You don't even have the presence of mind to ask the thing what it's doing, because you're too busy getting fucked. Again.
You can't even really take in the next monster's appearance before it shoves a tapered, rubbery length into you that takes advantage of your weakened cervix. One thrust, two - it's a simple matter for the thing to ram into your womb directly, absolutely ruining your cervix, making it so easy for all of the other monsters to get into. The one after that definitely does, even though its cock is somewhat more normal. Well, as "normal" as any of these things can be considered. Whatever the case, now you have to account for the novel sensation of the top of your womb getting pummeled into oblivion, plus the brand-new gape all that monster cock bestowed upon your boycunt.
How much longer can this go on? How much longer can you take it? And why, why didn't you just follow through on the update protocols?
Well, nothing much you can do about it now. And nothing much you can do about it for a while.
Begging a random guy at a bar to fuck me cause he’s exactly my type and I’m just a silly boy that can only think with my cock. Pulling him into the bathroom, watching him toy with my cunt just until I’m whiny, only for him to spend so much time teasing me that when he finally pushes into my cunt, I cum almost immediately and end up crying and sobbing on his cock as he sets a brutal pace to get himself off.
Oooh, noooo! Tboy! Don't go into that cave full of tentacle monsters! It's mating season! They're gonna stuff your cunt and ass full of eggs! They're gonna make your tits nice and fat with milk! You'll be turned into nothing but a broodmare! Constantly popping out eggs as you cum over and over! Tboy, noooooo!
dumb kitty boy needs to be pinned down, fucked, and bred immediately. i'm imagining being tied up and completely helpless, a whimpering, dripping mess.
Pathetic boys should really be getting bent over the edge of a bed and brutally fucked with a toy that’s simply too large for their little cunt until they’re wailing and sobbing
pretty boys whose eyes roll back into their head when you finally touch them. pretty boys who whisper "oh fuck" under their breath. pretty boys who need to be restrained because they can't handle the teasing. pretty boys who forget they're holding their breath and let out little gasps and pants. pretty boys who cry when they get to leak for you.
Taking my pup out for a little night walk with his leash and collar on, having him crawl around on all fours. Making him play fetch, having him beg for what he wants with a stick in his mouth, grabbing his head and cuddling him against my bulge to make him whine. Spanking him with my belt everytime he starts slowing down, seeing how hard his pretty clit throbs with each hit
Lightly grinding my boot against his dripping cunt, seeing him get all red and even needier while having him piss behind a bush when we hear people nearby. Getting him all tired and achey so he'll be all soft and pliant and easy for me when I finally take him back home and carry him to bed
That's a good boy, I'm so proud of you~ All tired from your lil walkie aren't you pup? Don't worry my love, let me take care of you, you were such a good boy, and you deserve to have all your needs taken care of. I'll fuck that pretty cunt of yours and pump you full of my cum until you fall asleep in my arms~
Need someone to get cuteness aggression from me and pin me into a mating press and fill me up and tell me how I'm gonna be even cuter when my tummy is big and pregnant thanks to them
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