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drider oc
I need this in my life. I need this dragon.
I would feel safe and protected in his big strong arms.
(unknown artist, idk who to credit)
The artist is @Unrealien1 on Twitter
No thoughts just mer!reader who was born in captivity and doesn't really understand how to mate...
It's common knowledge that captive mers, especially ones kept in amusement parks, can experience deteriorated instincts. They lack social skills, hunting abilities, and most importantly reproductive success.
Meaning, when you're transferred into a mer sanctuary, it's expected for you to have trouble bonding. They place you with a formerly wild mer, id-tagged "ghost", as he's very forward. The hope, of course, that you'll be pupped come winter.
You clearly want ghost, you just...don't know what to do, it seems.
"What...surely not." Gaz, your main caretaker, whispers under his breath. Inside the tank, you chase ghost around, webbed hands grabbing at his face only for him to huff and turn away. At first it looks like some strange dominance display, but the longer he looks the more gaz realizes you're trying to kiss ghost.
Of course you learned your mating behaviors from humans. You probably saw enough PDA for it to imprint on you.
A quick consult with his supervisors, and gaz has you laid out in the shallow waters of the observation shelf. You blink up at him all docile, having grown up in similar positions during your husbandry work. You don't thrashi or growl like other mers, comfortable with you snout nudging Gaz's knee, licking at the wetsuit material.
"Okay, runt, let's help you out, yeah?" Gaz hums, signaling ghost over to slide onto the ledge like he would for an exam. "Ghost! Up here!"
It's easy getting you and ghost into the correct position, though it would be more natural for you both underwater. You chirp curiously up at ghost, completely oblivious with no instincts to guide you on how to feel about a mer lying on top and pinning your tail down.
"Okay, ghost, I'm sure you know what to do. Just let me–" gloved hands slip into ghosts slit, pulling his cocks out instead of waiting the extra time for them to emerge. Ghost grumbles a bit, knocking his head against gazs side before focusing back on you as gaz lines him up.
"Here we go." He smiles approvingly at the whine you let out on the first thrust. A bit shocked, a bit blissed out already. "Bet that feels real nice, eh?"
You squirm and chirp more, body wriggling under ghost. Clearly you want to participate, but every attempt to reach for ghosts face earns a corrective nip. Gaz, who had been too focused on ghosts cock rutting into you, didn't have time to react when you reached for him.
"What–! Hey! Mhhp–" a long, slippery tongue forces it's way inside of his mouth, thick and warm. To another mer, if kisses were at all normal, it would feel astonishingly tender. For gaz it feels like being face-fucked.
It shouldn't feel as good as it does, but he can't stop it, not when you decide to go deeper and he really has to focus on breathing through his nose.
Above the both of you, ghost rumbles approvingly. bracketing one arm around you and the other around gaz, he keeps what he now recognizes as two mates close together.
When ghost finally cums, gaz is mortified that the second cock is aimed directly at him. Milt splashing across his wetsuit.
He...really hopes no one saw that. He also may need a really cold shower before he does something he shouldn't.
wonder if people would like to see me draw actually monstrous women....
okay you all said yes you can't get mad at me
they're all dating <3
Not sure why having a fat fetish is the equivalent of being satan. Saw a twt post making fun of fat art (again) and no other kink/fetish stuff ive seen has ever been so beaten into the ground then fat stuff has. They all preach fat positivity until it gets past a size they’re uncomfortable with (less then chubby) and then its gross and weird and youre promoting an unhealthy lifestyle. It all stems from fatphobia even tho these people would claim theyre not. Just pisses me off
Imagine being the living sex toy of a perverted monsterfucker girl. She starts injecting you with hormones which cause you to slowly transform into whatever creature she most reads about. She keeps you tied up and feeds you aphrodisiacs all day to keep you strong and fertile. She trains you to get hard on demand and sometimes she drugs you so your entire body is limp while she uses you to pleasure herself while you lay there helpless to do anything but drool and squeeze eggs into her growing belly while she calls you her "good toy".
Someone who was turned into a beast-like monster by a curse that can only be broken by their true love's kiss, returning them to the form their true love desires most
Finally, after many hardships and difficulties, sickened by how frightening they are, they manage to reunite with their beloved, and they cautiously reassure them that they know they look horrifying but they can fix this, they trust in their love to save them
And so they kiss, but the person who was cursed is confused and horrified when their claws grow even larger, their fangs become more prominent, they're physically even larger than they were, and they wonder what trick this is, what went wrong? They were supposed to turn back, the curse was supposed to be broken... Horns grow larger, fur grows thicker, everything they already grew to fear seeing in a reflection becomes more.
And then they feel a sudden monstrous lust well up inside of them, an obscene, thick, knotted cock with heavy, aching balls growing between their legs, they're embarrassed to find several rows of relatively small but notable teats along their torso, and drool starts to pour from their open maw, tongue distended as their nose picks up on the incredible scent coming from their beloved's own lust...
The curse was broken, they realise, but the form they had before apparently wasn't nearly as enticing for their beloved as this one. And there's a sense of betrayal there, though it's quickly overtaken by the carnal hunger welling inside them, and they figure-- well, they've been separated for so long, and this is the form their beloved apparently wanted more than anything, so they suppose it's only right to use it...
It's a wonder how easily their new claws shred fabric, how large their paw-like hands are and how perfectly they can encircle their beloved's waist, and how little strength they need to use to hold them so they can finally sheathe their massive cock inside them, bouncing them up and down as they sharply rut into them. Losing themselves into the sensations of it, and their beloved's cries sounding like the sweetest music as they force their fat knot inside them before yanking it out and then hammering it inside again. That obscene, delicious pop each time it's pulled back out will live in their memory forever, they think.
They definitely realise there are depths to their beloved's depravity and perversion in turning them into this creature when they realise just how much cum they're able to fit into their beloved, and how little time they apparently need to recover before filling them with another load.
Once they're finally sated, they almost feel bad for how they've acted, before they look down and see their beloved snuggled against them, covered in cum and their holes absolutely ruined, cum still smeared down their chin and chest from where they used their beloved's now-swollen and tender mouth, lapping at one of the teats down their torso, looking at them with more love than ever, and holding one of their paws against their chest.
Well... there's at least one constant still guiding them, and it should be easier than ever to protect themselves and their beloved as they explore this new chapter of their lives...
The pregnancy, you were ready for. The feeling of eggs growing inside your body, forming as a result of the seed in your womb. The unexpected part was the fat ovipositor growing in between your legs. It's a slow process but every inch feels big as your undies get tighter and tigher. And the hormones get stronger the longer you carry too, your thoughts consumed more and more by finding a warm, tight little crevice and grinding your way into it, allieviating the building pressure in your belly one egg at a time. You know that at this point it could be anything; a blanket, a pair of cupped hands, an open mouth and you just wouldn't be able to stop yourself.
Enjoy my dumb humor
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More bug mating season stuff! c; Plus a bonus scorpion lol.
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Recent tentacle stuff collection :P
Ps. If you like my ns*w stuff, you can follow me on twitter at https://twitter.com/spicyprogress where posts don’t get nuked :D Or if you prefer tumblr, follow my spice headquarters where I reblog everything from the spice blogs; https://ifailedthem.tumblr.com/ Btw, as of recent I’m also on pillowfort! https://www.pillowfort.social/spicyprogress
A few more things with the star husbands. I still want to color all the uncolored ones.
Ps. If you like my ns*w stuff, you can follow me on twitter at https://twitter.com/spicyprogress where posts don’t get nuked :D Or if you prefer tumblr, follow my spice headquarters where I reblog everything from the spice blogs; https://ifailedthem.tumblr.com/ Btw, as of recent I’m also on pillowfort! https://www.pillowfort.social/spicyprogress
Sorry I imagined you tracing my future top surgery scars while saying you're playing with my seams and got so hard I passed out, do you still want me
Plushies are for everyone!
Comic commission for Simmplicity.
I got to stretch my comic making muscle a little and it was fun!
Learning Procreate so have this TF sequence. Get Blähaj’d
I have a better idea
Now now, hold on. I think BOTH our suggestions are important here.
I guess !