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One Nice Bug Per Day
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@dumbhirano
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pc and Bailey
#degrees of lewdity
hmm quick content warnings: gn!Charlie is a pervert, rationalization of molestation + groping (<- and talks of the actual thing), I think thats all?
Charlie isn't a rapist. God, no. But, sometimes they like to... indulge. Just a bit.
It's hard not to- Not with the way you look at them with such admiration, with your pretty eyes and meek smile. Not with the way you move oh so gracefully (you're not perfect yet, no. You've much to improve, but they catch themself staring more and more often regardless, taking in the sight of you. A part of them hopes you never improve, just so they can keep seeing you, keep being around you). And certainly not with the way you look in that leotard.
So they sneak in touches, little ones. It's hardly anything, really.
Hands that linger on your waist a bit too long during routines. Fingers that drag along your skin as they help adjust your form. Their touches are anxious and careful, but it's all so subtle, enough to have you question if it's on purpose or by accident. (And if you ever bring it up, the answer will always be the latter).
Sometimes they allow themself to go further; breath against your ear as they instruct you, a quick brush against your nipple to make you shiver, fingers inching towards your inner thighs just to feel how warm you are- but they always pull their hands back as if they've been burned. As if it was just an accident. And, although they put on an act, their apology to you is still genuine.
Maybe they feel guilty when you accept it, and move on- forgive and forget. Because you should be pulling away from them, screeching and calling them a pervert. But you don't, you push yourself towards them instead, because you believe the best in them, don't you? You look up to them, you think of them as a safe space. They would never touch you like that on purpose, you'd think.
On the other hand, maybe you want this, ALL of this, and you're too shy to say it. You want them to touch you, to give you special attention, to leer at you just like all the others. (But they're better than the others, they swear).
...Then that means this is all consensual, right? They just need to bring you out of your shell. (That's something they'll be happy to do).
BEARBEARDBREAD DEACTIVATED HUH?????
Does anyone know if they made a post before it happened? Hope it was an accident :(
IM NOT A DOCTOR BUT I THINK I MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP
PIP PIP!!!!
you got me back on my Harper brain rot... ily sm for rhat
ANYWAY!!!!!
Harper prone boning you 🤭🤤 making you sob and drool, clutching onto their coat while your a good little dumb bitch for them 🤤🤤🤤🤭
✨🌙 as always~
HI ANON ILY, I'm happy to give you the Harper brainrot again (I hear its mighty contagious, you should see a doctor about it)
quick content warning: noncon, drugging, amab!Harper (they/them used)
They don't pin you down- you're far too sedated to fight back, there isn't any need. But one of their hands still caresses your back, hips, shoulders- anywhere they can reach as they thrust into you. The other hand is propped up at your side, supporting their weight, and you reach back, desperate. Your fingers manage to grip the sleeve of their doctor's coat, but the most you could do is pathetically tug. You can't tell if they react to it or not, if they even felt it. If anything, they thrust harder.
You try to tell them to stop, that you don't want this, but all that leaves your lips are slurred words. You sob.
And, of course, Harper notices that. But they mistake your sob as one of pleasure (and maybe it was, you can hardly tell the difference between emotions right now. You just need it all to stop, one way or another), and they praise you in between pants and moans for taking it so well. They tell you how good you feel, how long they've been waiting for this, how they're so happy they've found the perfect moment.
And you're barely listening at this point, because each thrust is hitting deeper than before now and any thoughts you were going to have are wiped from your mind, and all you can do is whimper and squirm and-
...And then, it's over.
You're not sure how much time has passed, you're not sure if you could even tell if any had passed at all. But now Harper is shuddering as they fill your hole with their cum, and you lay there and take it. You sniffle and hiccup as they pull out of you, a stream of semen following and spilling out onto the table. Rustling fabric is heard as they shuffle off of you, but it all goes silent for a moment.
A camera flashes from behind.
"Thank you for the good time, my dear. I look forward to our next session."
most fitting song on my dol playlist ngl
fresh out the clothing store vibes
So here's the set up for the landfill scene. Next post is some flavor text that happen during the encounter.
Harper's the kind of guy who would ask you to rate the experience out of 10 after you fuck.
Like in the way doctors ask you for your pain levels.
They have a chart with varying levels of aheago faces and asks you to point to which one fits your experience the most
Collab'oween Announcement
From us to you this spooky season, we gather to celebrate all things horror and horny. @necros-writing-stuff @inkyquince @letstalktea @angrelysimpping and I have come together to bring you some prompts and short stories.
We hope you all enjoy this bundle of mischief brought to you by the moist corner.
Take Care - Stay Spooky
a soft friend rests in the light
Uh oh… getting… sleepy….
Unconchious
Can I just say that Harper's fixation on the pc is just so oddly pathetic yet cute
Like 100% the man is a pervert to probably all of his patients, and is up to all sorts of shady shit... but Vrel confirmed in a comment at one point that Harper indeed has a fixation on the pc, and my brain is just going brrrrr... Like man just his entire insistency to get you on medication to get you more pliable... calling you in to see him every single week to touch you— I mean examine you.. cough cough.
Using hypnotization so he can encourage you to do lewder mindless behavior, and so he can take pictures of you— (which I'm sorry but we all know he jerks off to secretlv)
Seriously his general need to touch you, see every part of you, and in the asylum, his personally supervised showers especially are so uneccesarry other than the mere fact he's an absolute simp for the pc…
And speaking of the asylum, his kissing lessons????? and the assessments with him intervening when anyone touches/gropes you when he hasn't planned it??? and a big big oof is also his need that before you're free to leave the asylum... that he calls you in for a last private assessment and all professionalism is gone from this man's mind. He even seems sad he can't justify keeping the pc at the asylum, and it doesn't take long before he's already groping and trying to kiss. Like the man is down bad, even stuttering when he says he'd like to keep seeing you every Friday at the hospital still 💕💕💕
Also another scene that lives in my head rent free is that one scene on Remy's farm where he suddenly and impulsively kisses the PC before Remy comes back, like tongue and all... causing Harper to pull away immediately as soon as Remy comes back and stuttering... Like s i r.
Imagine that one Mason event where he drags you to leighton's for disturbing his class too many times only for leighton to punish you AND the swim coach together for being a nuisance
Like Leighton has you sit directly on Mason's laps and spanks you there, threatening to fire the swim coach when they start getting turned on and jerking their hips to grind against you every time you flinch.