Blog dedicated to the oviposition lovers, monster fuckers, and enjoyers of breeding kinks. Minors and empty blogs not allowed. DMs closed, except for mutuals | no rp's, no nudes
This is a blog for writing my monster loving fantasies of all varieties that might not fit the framework of an Ao3 fic
Policy here is kink and let kink. No bigotry or minors allowed. You will be blocked if I find your blog is without an age or a minor
This blog is for NSFW fantasies, whether mine or others. Don't take things seriously and just have fun. Submissions are welcome and appreciated. I'm open to discussion or questions.
Asks and stuff written here might appear on my Ao3.
I am also currently taking drawing requests. Refer to my kinks and limits for ideas or just ask for a fun doodle. Be aware that I’m doing this for free and your request might not be what I end up drawing (I like to have fun)
Limits are: Watersports, scat, incest, age play, race play, blood, gore, mommy/daddy. You will be blocked if you send submissions related to these limits.
My kinks include: Oviposition, Pregnancy, Monsters, CNC, Somnophilia, Mind control, Noncon, Dubious Consent, Breeding, transformation, lactation, hucow, free use, (and probably more that I can’t name)
Submissions can involve anything. Be it a request or just to share a fantasy you enjoy. I prefer NSFW content related to oviposition, but monsters and weirdness are all welcome.
**If you’ve cum to my stuff, you gotta tell me. It’s the rules ;) **
Masterpost link to all my work on here. If the masterpost link doesn't work try the tags below. If that doesn’t work (tumblr is a hell site) go to my ao3, I upload just about everything I write here over there under my “Biscuit Tumblr Fics” collection.
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i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users
would be remiss not to mention that the rainbow notably straight up just removed the trans flag colors from it. like they’re gone. it’s the progress flag minus the trans flag colors.
Okay, so plushies are still delayed while I look for a new vendor or try to work out the stuff with my current one 😔 BUT I’m working on a super secret project (meaning only Patron members and people on Discord know lol) so I want to add a couple of other characters to it for additional tiers!
Monster boy x human woman where the males have complex courting rituals to prove their worthiness to potential partners. He starts nesting, building a soft, inviting cocoon for her when she visits. He hunts larger and fiercer prey to prove he can feed her. He fluffs up his fur and grooms himself to make sure he looks his best for her. When she comes over, he flops onto his back and exposes his tummy to show his submission and let her mount him, but she pats his belly instead, which leaves him frustrated. He's never met a woman who doesn't immediately takes what she wants, so why isn't she taking him??? He's trying sooo hard to show that he's fertile and willing, and she's clearly into him given the way she flushes when he purrs in her lap, so why isn't she mounting him already????
Bonus points if the monsters have sexual dimorphism where the females are bigger and stronger than the males, but males are still much larger than humans. He thinks the reason his human gf isn't taking charge is bc of his size, so he makes sure to crouch down or flop onto the ground so he's face-to-face or below her, in hopes she'll get the message. This just leads her to think he wants to cuddle. She's more than happy to scritch his belly and under his chin until she notices that he's been rock hard the whole time.
Evil wizard tasteful pin-up magazine but it's all photos of like, skinny old goths coyly fingering cursed amulets, long-bearded sorcerers doing the 'oopsie' pose as their corrosive destruction spell destroys enough of their own robes to show some skin, naked desiccated lich king positioning his staff of human skulls just so it leaves something to the imagination, dark knights in full armor just holding their soul-eating blades out in front of their codpieces, orc chieftain who did not understand the assignment and is posing with a monster he killed like one of those guys-with-fish photos. Or maybe he DID understand the assignment. Hmm.
FtM Jester Reader x Cis Male Orc General (very excited for this for Gay Pride Month)
For years, you had been the King's Jester. Making him and the Queen laugh. Easing tense moments with laughter and tricks. Despite the King being known as a man who was hard to please, yet somehow, you had managed to on most occassions.
Except for when it came to what you said about him.
Like most jesters, you would mock and tease the King. It was kind of part of the gig. A way to make social commentary without, you know, getting beheaded or drawn and quartered. However, the King hated that aspect of jestering, and on more than one occasion, had punished you for such acts, but you couldn't drop it. It was part of your job, after all. You couldn't disappoint the rest of the audience, and the King would never kill you for it, though you suspected he wanted to. No, that would look bad on him if he was to kill a jester for jestering. Like he was a weak man that couldn't handle a bit of teasing (which he was).
All that being said, you had begun to be more careful with your mockery of him, because you had a secret that could land you in a place worse than the dungeon. You were transgender, or as the King would call it, a woman "masquerading" as a man. Who knew what kind of torture you would be put through to "be taught a woman's place". So, over the years, you had begun to wind down your jokes of the King somewhat. Never stopping them, though.
"Jester, come amuse me," the King called.
With your jingling hat and jingling boots, you made your way to in front of his throne. To his side, to your surprise, stood an Orc. You hadn't seen many Orcs up close, not since the Great Orc War. Yet, here stood a burly Orc, covered in scars and burns. He looked like he could crush you in one of his bare hands. You were lucky to have a smile painted upon your face, because the smile on your lips faltered. Why was he here? Worst of all, you were afraid that he would smell the blood on you from your time of the month. Would he out you to your King?
"This is my guest, a General from the North," the King mused, gesturing to the Orc. "Amuse us."
Shakily, you nodded, beginning to juggle. The Orc's eyes followed every one of your movements with such an intensity that you felt your stomach churn. Why was he looking at you like that? He had to smell the blood. It made you sick to your stomach.
"You seem off today, Jester. You're dismissed," the King scoffed, waving his hand at you.
"As you wish, My King," you said, bowing lowly. The bells of your hat scraping the floor.
"I find myself amused by the little jingling man," the Orc said, finally speaking. The depth of his voice made you tremble to your core. "Might he perform a little more?"
"If you find him so entertaining, I suppose. He's not entirely dull," your King agreed, lazing back against his throne, flicking his hand as a gesture for you to continue.
"Of course, My King. I'm glad that your guest finds me amusing," you said, your eyes darting to the Orc. He knew. You could tell, but the way he was looking at you... you also knew that he wouldn't tell.
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james ortiz provided some of his own personal rocky backstory on the sag aftra podcast, transcribed by me because we all have to be miserable about it together.
link to the podcast, this section below is from timestamp 24.35
“andy weir provided a packet to the creature shop that was like a packet of eridian biology and stuff but there wasn’t much about eridian culture or eridian sociology and i made a bunch of choices going in because i just needed to have like a ‘who am i?’ right?
[…] and i made a decision that rocky’s species, that eridians are really social animals that in fact are like a beehive or a pod of dolphins - it’s a unique and really integrated ecosystem of everybody doing their [specific] part. and the fact that rocky had to fly that ship for about 45 years - longer than grace has been alive, i wanna point that out - he’s been alone on that ship, having to run that by himself and- ryan and i would talk about that, one day we sat down and he was like “so what’s the movie from rocky’s perspective?” and i was like “oh it’s like ‘alien’, […] like he’s in a ‘contagion’ movie by himself and he has no idea what’s going on.”
he’s basically in castaway by himself which of course ryan is too but like, one reason why we never cut to the past of rocky is like, i think it was really horrifying! i don’t think rocky has slept in however many years and so a thing i was really struggling with is this idea of like “rocky must watch sleep” because how do you make that a need as opposed to like, a cute idea? and i just had to make the decision that […] he has a lot of unprocessed trauma around the things that he doesn’t understand and how much he is blaming himself because he’s the guy who fixes, he’s the guy who fixes and there was something really freeing about deciding that rocky was a deeply emotional, deeply anxious, deeply horrified person - being - that is trying to move through that in some way and how that affects the early scenes with him until there’s a point in the story where you can see we’ve physically softened rocky’s behaviour, because he’s finally feeling more safe and ok but all of that lore, all of that information [was essential].
i also decided, this is just a small nerdy thing, that there was actually some of his family, was on that ship too.”
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"The sex tells the story, so it never felt gratuitous to me. The sex is character development. The sex is what is moving this relationship forward, and watching it change over time."
The Minotaurs Toy is AMAZING! When you mentioned employees had to be undressed in order to bathe them, just… so many visuals 😙👌 Do you think you’ll write a future story involving bathing the minotaurs?
A/N: This a continuation of this story.
The minotaur’s toy: promotion
Minotaurs x fem!reader || free use, dub-con, breeding, overstimulation, double penetration, knotting, cum-inflation, sharing is caring
After “the incident” it was clear that they weren’t mindless beasts, they were more bull than human, but they know what they were doing and they had fun with you. And you also confirmed that their dicks felt so good inside of you that you were now addicted. Apparently, their cum could not only help you stretch for their girth, but also heal your abused insides as they fucked you over and over. You didn’t know how much time you spent being their fucktoy, they probably fucked you for hours as all your coworkers watched and laughed at your messy pussy being filled over and over, as your limp body having orgasm after orgasm until you were no more than a hole filled to the brim.
It should have been embarrassing, it should have bothered you, but it didn’t. You didn’t mind everyone knowing how much of a slut you were. It was true after all. Also, after that, you became some kind of legend between your coworkers, and instead of firing you as you feared, they decided to give you a promotion. You were, finally, one of the bath-helpers you wanted to find out more about.
The rumors about the bath-helpers were true, they had to wear tiny bikinis if anything (most of them decided not to wear anything at all) to help the minotaurs during their bath-time. They got them all wet and horny seeing the lush human bodies around them, so most of the time they humans had to kneel before them and receive a couple of cum showers, which they did gladly. But in your case it was… a bit different.
They were so impressed by your breeding performance that they added a few new points to your contract. You were sure none of the other people working there had those clauses, but you didn’t even care as long as you were free to do that, free to be used and fucked every time a minotaur decided. Why would you not be okay to be a free use cum-dump bath-helper? That sounded delicious. Just thinking about it got you wet. It fed right into your obsession with minotaur dick, that got even worse after you tried it. Maybe you were a bit sick, but who cared if you could indulge in your desires and be rewarded for it?
That’s why you found yourself naked and wet, helping a big minotaur wash his body (very thoroughly). He smiled down at you, mooing every time you touched a sensitive spot. He was enjoying himself greatly, and with each caress of your soapy hands against his body, you got wetter and wetter. You were a slut a couldn’t help it, okay? And his knowing smirk was not doing anything to help you with that.
You lowered your hand as soon as you saw his dick getting hard, but you didn’t get enough time to make contact with his erection, he grabbed you by the waist and manhandled (minotaur-handled?) you until you were wrapped around his torso and the tip of his dick was against your dripping hole. He grunted when he lowered your body, entering you in one long thrust that made your eyes roll back into your head and your brain short-circuited. It happened a lot of times already, but you never got fully used to being fucked by them. He settled for a fast and hard pace, bouncing you on his dick like you weighted nothing to his big bulging muscles, and you were over the moon with pleasure already. You liked to be used like that, you liked when they didn’t mind you at all as they got your pleasure out of your tight hole.
Just as the minotaur was starting to thrust erratically indicating that his orgasm was near, you felt a big body covering your back, the tip of a new cock resting against your asshole. They never tried to fuck you in tandem like that, but being the filling in a minotaur sandwich was too good of an idea for you to complain. Not that you could have complained as your brain turned into mush when he started to press into your asshole. The first minotaur stopped, fully stetted inside. You were too stretched to be able to take the second one, but they didn’t care about your comfort, he pushed and pushed until you felt so full you could burst. You groaned and moaned, tiny whimpers escaping you as they (thankfully) let you adapt for a total of ten seconds before they pulled out of you and back inside at the same time. Your cries of pleasure mixed with their grunts.
They started fucking your pussy and ass like machines, making you orgasm in a few thrusts, your body seizing between them. They roared as you twitched around them, your body so stretched it was shutting down your brain completely, you were no better than a mindless fleshlight as they drove into your trembling holes over and over.
Just like the first time, your orgasmed over and over, so close together that you didn’t know if you were coming or not anymore, it was just a long torture of pleasure that left you breathless and limp between them. They didn’t care about the state of your brain, though, they only cared about your holes squeezing them. They forced orgasm after orgasm out of you, chuckling every time you came again, just to grunt when your holes squeezed again.
And when the first one’s knot started to expand, you felt like your soul was leaving your body, transcending into a new dimension. But it didn’t end there, the pressure against the thin wall between them made the second one push as far as he could before you started knotting you, too. You didn’t know what happened next, you only remembered opening your mouth in a silent scream as a wave of blinding pleasure hit you. You passed out, or maybe you didn’t, you could only feel the constant flow of come filling you.
When they pulled back, a gush of cum left your body, your stomach distended and your holes a filthy mess. But they didn’t care… And neither did the two other minotaurs waiting their turn.
You loved your new job.
Please read this for an update in my life and more stories situation.
I feel like kobolds are just dragons that haven’t activated a very specific DNA requirement to become a dragon. Like bee drones, they’re made to service a dragon. And if that dragon dies, or isn’t very good at protecting the kobolds, one of the kobolds will suddenly become very dominant.
Growing larger. Darker and thicker scales. An insatiable breeding instinct along with a growing cock. The other kobolds are now stuck having to serve two dragons while also protecting and hiding away their true new dragon master until they’re ready to usurp the old one.
rbing again real quick--i and other(s?) have noted in other rbs that this is almost never done. it's for very few properties, and it's only for timestamped warnings that are done in-house, not by users.
there are still timestamps available for warnings on those same triggers for those same properties. just bc there's a paywall on something doesn't mean other comments and timestamps can't be posted or read for free on that property or that trigger.
see here:
i don't have an account and haven't paid for anything on the site, so all of those comments are what i'm seeing for free.
i had to search and search to find anything that had paywalls, and had to resort to looking at The Substance, as referenced here. i've been using the site regularly since the op posted and have never organically encountered a paywall on anything, including on very popular properties.
i don't see any reason to stop using the site--everything is still available for free. they just have added another way for some ppl to choose to pay some $ (in addition to ads), since this is a completely free service, and no website is free to maintain.
as an example, someone with the money could pay to see the timestamps, and then leave a free comment with the same timestamps for others if they wanted to.
I've seen this post on my dash a few times now and I want to boost this specific addition. I've emailed the owner of the site to get clarification on this, and I was told the motivation behind this. He wanted to start paying some people to memorize all 200+ triggers on the site, sit down and watch popular movies/shows to thoroughly analyze whenever any trigger pops up, and note down timestamps and details of them. Ads unfortunately do not cover this (they probably only cover the site's base upkeep), so the subscription service is specifically to pay these people. Community comments have never been paywalled and are still accessible.
He thanked me for my feedback when I expressed confusion and concern about the paywalled comments being mixed in with the free comments, and has since updated the site to make them clearly distinct, along with a preview of what the paid comments look like:
He was very transparent about it all and very kind. He also said this was his mistake and is trying to clear it up. Please continue to use DoesTheDogDie.com, it is an excellent resource and there is nothing else like it!
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