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[electricreblogs]

23 y/o black transmasc. call me whatever, idc about names. this an nsfw blog. reblog account for @themiiindelectric

i will not read dms unless you send me something in my inbox first. i do not accept nudes nor do i send them.

DNI minors/ageless blogs, wlw only (i am a man), detrans, terfs

kinks under the cut

fav: dadson, t4t, breeding/preg/eggpreg, feederism, stuffing, royalty, fantasy, piv, regular bodily terms (vagina, clit(oris), cock, etc), cnc

yes: hypno/mindbreak, pup, roleplay, oral (any parts), trans-friendly bodily terms (boycunt, tdick, girlcock, etc)

i don't mind: burping (only in feederism contexts, otherwise it's just gross to me), egg-laying, terato

[galaxywolfpup]

TW: toxic feedism

A belly worshipper who keeps me stuffed and burping. It's their belly, after all. It's just on my body. They stuff me in public. They love it when people ask if I'm pregnant. I'm to wear tight clothes to show what they're doing to their belly on my body. They've conditioned me to love the feeling of being uncomfortably full. Anything less than stuffed is hungry. They love watching their belly jiggle as I walk and they want to see it happen more often. They love seeing the problems their belly causes me as they make it grow on my body. They keep it growing because they love the jiggle though

[yourpetbrother-deactivated20250]

dad that mounts you like a dog, pressing you into the mattress on your tummy while rutting into your little hole with his fat dadcock and grunting and groaning into your ear. dad who pins you down in a mating press and fucks you like he's feral, biting your shoulder hard. dad who humps your ass like a dog in rut for a solid 3 minutes before finally fucking into you, breeding you deep inside

[xochimillilili]

Perv dad telling his boy that he's got a new game for them, a new skill to teach him as a growing young man. Stupid loving son who follows him like a puppy, thinking they're just play fighting. Taking it so bravely until his daddy's cock is pulsing and throbbing as it stretches out his tight hole. Squirming and kicking at the sting of being stretched too far

"Shh shhh it'll feel better soon kiddo, big stretch for me— stop fighting... just hold onto your old man, come on and biggggg stretch~ Awwwww that's it baby, such a good kiddo. Now doesn't that feel better?... kiddo?"

Pretty son now limp as his daddy's heavy balls rest against his ass, cock fully sheathed in his fuckhole. Tight hole squeezing his dad's cock, practically teasing him for more

"Ohhh, does it feel so good you can't even talk sweetie? That's my boy, my champ, I told you it'd feel so much better once you stopped fucking squirming <3 Just like your mom, always stupider all filled up~"

[tigerftm]

is he really ur dad if he doesn’t offer to be the big spoon and hold you close and bury his face in your neck to smell you and eventually wrap his arms possessively around you as you feel a hard bulge starting to press against your butt, making you feel embarrassed and confused, but he just reassures you that “dad’s just getting excited because of how much he loves you, sweetheart, there’s nothing to be scared of” as he holds you tight and groans in your ear while grinding his hardening cock against his own kid…?

[daddy-enjoyer]

Everyone's talking about icky daddy, but have you considered icky uncle? Your cool uncle you go to stay with for the summer because he lives next to a beach and your parents thought it would be good for you to relax. He's really chill, let's you do things your parents don't, like giving you a beer. But you notice he's incredibly touchy and cuddly whenever you watch something together. His hand oftenly rests on your knee or thigh when you watch something, play a board game or just chat. He takes you to the beach a lot, but doesn't swim that much himself, he mostly just watches you. And you notice his gaze wanders over your body when he thinks you're not paying attention. He tells you you're his favorite nephew, he loves having you around, he loves just doing anything with you. His hand sometimes wonders over your body when you cuddle, but it's nothing inappropriate.. Right?

He tests the limits by touching you with plausible deniability, to test and push limits.

[tigerftm]

when dad’s too worn out from work to fuck you in missionary but still wants to be inside his little boy so he asks you to ride him 😵‍💫

and once you’re fully seated with him inside you, he holds your hips down with his cock bumping against your cervix and wraps his strong arms around you and holds you there 😵‍💫

and later he praises you for bouncing on his cock like a good boy, that he can feel your pussy dripping, and how good it feels on his adult penis 😵‍💫

and when you get tired, he holds you close and tells you how proud he is of you for taking him so deep and making dad’s cock feel so good 😵‍💫

[fuckedupfagfruit]

“Hey it’s ok… its ok. Let’s just sit down.”

Dad settled you back in his lap, gentle, heavy hands running down your thighs, his palms big enough to cover each of them. He sighed quietly, tilting up a little, and you whined as you felt him press even deeper into your cunt.

You’ve been having lap time like this for awhile. Usually he just rubbed you, one thick finger dragging down the front of your shorts, over your little cock and squishing between your folds through the cloth. He’d get you all wet while he rocked up against you, and then he’d hug you close when he slipped a finger inside and his jeans chafed as he humped harder.

But tonight was different.

It started the same, he offered to watch your favorite show with you, and you crawled up on the couch with him in excitement, but then, after the theme song, he said you were going further tonight. He pulled out his cock—his big adult cock that you had only seen close up when you went pee together—and had you rub against that instead. Without your shorts. And with your underwear pulled to the side, too.

He just had you slide along it for a bit, the TV playing in the background, his slow breathing warm in your ear, and you made the little sounds you always did and your toes curled as your little cock ran along the hard, thick, outside of his. You could see the plump veins twitching beneath his skin, and watched as he reached around to stroke his tip a bit, the foreskin pulling down when he thumbed at it.

But then Dad moved you and rubbed against you himself. It was just like his finger, he said, he was going to press in just the same, and he did, but when he started going, it was so much bigger, too much bigger for a kid like you. And you tried to get up. And he stopped you. And he pulled you back down. And now you could feel his fly scraping against your ass and your hole—young and wet and dripping—was stretched too-wide over his too-big cock.

“There we go honey, isn’t that nice.” Dad’s voice was low, so low and heavy as he nosed into your neck and rolled into you that it almost sounded like a growl. “That’s it. That’s it.”

He didn’t rock much, just kept you there. Hands on your sides, moving slightly but mostly just rubbing over your smooth little tummy, pressing on the bulge there and making you squirm.

It did get better after a bit, especially when his hand slid down to run slowly over your kid parts. Smooth and sticky and steady. You whined again, toes flexing where they couldn’t touch the floor, twitching down onto the girth of him as heat slid down to your ankles. Maybe this wasn’t so bad. Dad keened quietly, fingers pressing flat over the little nub of your cock.

Then, all at once, he hissed and went still, and everything inside became warm. You moaned, all quiet, and he panted in your ear, tensing and untensing as his hand pressed hard over your cock, making it light up and tightening your whole body up hot.

You screwed your eyes shut, hands coming up to grip on one of his arms as your hips ground down of their own volition, confused and fuzzy and desperate to feel more of that thick, pumping, warmth inside you.

When you blinked your eyes open again, there was a bigger bulge in your belly, and your skin felt stretched even further. Dad’s hand ran over your tummy again, pushing ever so slightly, and you felt something hot gush out around his cock. He kept playing with your kiddo parts idly, even though you were tired.

“Go to sleep hun,” he murmured, petting your hair. He was still hard inside, you could feel it. He seemed to wait a moment, letting your breath even out, before one of his rough, wet, fingers left your cock to drag down around your entrance, feeling where you were still connected. He tugged at it a bit, breath stuttering, and the touch made your whole brain buzz.

“Rest baby,” he whispered. “Poppa’s got you.”

[fuckedupfagfruit]

It takes a bit (of those kind of lap times) for you to realize anything’s changed. Dad really likes sleeping with you on the couch more often, keeping you drowsy and plugged up in that haze of heat and tingly good feelings that his cock brings. You eventually find out what the warm stuff is that he puts into you. Kind of.

One night he has you nurse off him instead. Little sucks, he guides your head, your puffy, small little lips smearing spit along his dick and suckling gently on the pink head. It tastes nice. Musky and salty and it smells like Dad, like when he curls around you after all that thrusting and you just smell him. It makes you moan a bit, makes your cunt ache and drip. He reaches over to feel where you’re making your thighs sticky, and he touches you there. That’s nice too.

That time though, the warmth bubbles up onto your tongue, spurting thick and sticky between your teeth. You gag but you keep sucking, lapping it up, gulping as best you can. He mutters little praises and combs through your hair, and then you fall asleep on his thigh.

Most nights though, it’s his cock inside you.

He really moves now, hooks his hands under your legs and pulls them back while he thrusts up into you, his cock pushing a bulge up through your skin with every snap of his hips. He tells you to focus on the show, to think of how happy you are to watch this with daddy while he grunts and groans and you moan yourself voiceless in his lap.

You don’t understand everything he says, everything about “Soon baby… soon it’ll take… you’re almost old enough… I know it…” but you understand that soon enough too.

Dad visits you one morning when you’re too stick to go to school. Your tummy hurts, you say.

You don’t expect to see his eyes light up. You don’t expect for him to come close and tower all over you and run his hand over your belly, under your pajamas, circling your stomach while you watch his pants tent. He sets you up with blankets and tea and snacks while he runs to the store. When he comes back, he brings a thermometer. That’s what he calls it at least. You have to pee on it, he says.

You already have to pee from the tea, so that’s ok. He helps you to the bathroom and stands in the shower with you, holding a cup under your hole and helping you piss with a heavy hand on your bladder. The way he touches you makes your knees shake, but it’s ok. He touches your cock a bit before he takes the cup away, and you can’t even think it’s gross that he would get pee on his fingers like that. You’re too lightheaded.

Dad comes back to your room in the evening, grinning so so wide.

“It worked honey,” he murmurs, crawling into bed with you. His big wet kisses land on your forehead first, then your cheek, his stubble scraping on your lips as he presses into them, harder and harder until his tongue is in your mouth and his hand is down your pants, no matter how much you try to push him off.

“It took it took it took it took.”

He tells you you’re going to be a big sibling. “We’re making a baby together,” he says, the next time youre sitting on his lap. His hands are running over your tummy again, sliding all over the little bump that’s started to stretch out from your belly.

You don’t know what he means, but every time he presses over that little bump, you feel yourself gush a little wetter in your shorts.

[creeperpup]

everyone wants a werewolf girlthing until i’m in heat and you’re asleep when I get home. awwh, im sorry, bunny. fuck, mommy just couldn’t help themselves. you sleep so pretty, needed to stretch you out. clenching around my knot even unconsciously, what’s my horny pet dreaming about? awwh, are you bucking this pretty tail up against me? god, your ass is so soft, bunny. feels so good under my hands. you make the cutest little noises in your sleep too. christ, i’m not going to last long, your tight hole feels so good around my knot. awwh, sweetheart, mommy wants to knock you up real bad. need to breed this pretty hole, look at how you flutter around my cock. taking my knot so well. sweet bunny, mommy’s trying to be gentle, but i’m so close, need to rail you into the mattress. shh shhh, go back to sleep, my love. i’m almost done with you. i know, i know. fuck, d’you feel how big my knot is getting inside you. this part might take a while, go back to sleep, sweet thing. you did so well for me…

(i’m so crossfaded, is this anything?)

[guardpupleo]

hey, doll, mind if i see your phone real quick? yeah, mines charging in the other room and i wanna check the radar. thanks, hon.

hey, woah, what's this you're looking at on Tumblr? its just being suggested to you? this is your following tab, don't try and lie to me boy. i knew you were into some questionable things but i didn't think you'd go this far..

the testosterone has been making you desperate? hah, yeah. i remember those days, you half hard all the time too? here and there? yeah, it gets better, don't worry.

no, let me keep looking. i wanna know what you jerk off to, and yes you jerk off, i know you do. none of this dancing around, call it what it is. you're a man, you jerk off now.

god, you're probably into me talking at you like this, huh? here, take your phone back. oh, no, pull tumblr back up. yeah, c'mon, let me see it. your bottom growth, boy, c'mon.

let me finish taking these off for you if you're so shy. oh there we go, there's that pretty little cock of yours. fuck, you're twitching? really?

if you're so into this why don't you start jerking off for me? huh? let me watch you get off? watch what you're looking at, what makes you whimper more? good boy..

[streetkit]

I love when guys gain weight reblog if you love it when guys gain weight

[rosebelliedbunting]

silly feedism thought: you start giving me a cup of warm cream before bed every night bc you heard it helps with insomnia and it works but also none of my pjs fit right anymore

[chubsette]

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[unholyslut]

Reblog to eat tboy cunt

[doughyfatfox]

we're sooo lucky that we can control - to a degree - how we gain weight. what if the body wasn't so forgiving?

what if the more you ate, the more you fattened, the better the body got at turning food to fat.

what if once you reached the point you had to waddle, where your thighs start to chafe, your body relented to the pressure. just a liiiittle bit more food gets turned to fat, you gain just that liiittle bit faster.

and it spirals. faster. and faster. and faster and faster and faster.

until eventually, every single bit of food that passes your lips is turned to fat. is added to the rolls that pad your body. every ounce of food is another ounce of fat. a quarter pounder? that's weight you're gaining. all of it.

by then, it's impossible to stop. how much food would you be eating in a day, by that point? pounds of it, surely. all of it, irreversibly, to your waistline.

you could never go back. no matter how hard you wanted it. no matter how hard you tried.

because there's no way you can stop eating.

[feederprincess-deactivated20240]

calling him a good boy after he finishes stuffing and lovingly leaving kisses all over his face and belly because im so proud of him >>>>

[doughyfatfox]

naked eating with just your hands is sacred actually

[doughyfatfox]

not to get spiritual about eating like a total pig, but hunger is an animalistic urge. why should there be any boundaries when fulfilling it?

if food spills on me, even better. why shouldn't I revel in the excess of it all? why shouldn't it embrace me?