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NSFW BLOG | they/them

[fishescunt]

hi this my sideblog. my main blog says so in the bio

basic info 🍧

04/2007 | they/them (she/he 4 closies only)

🐟 call me fran or frannie

⚧️ intersex transsexual on T (06/'25)

♿️ i am very disabled be patient with me please

my labels & relationships are not ur business ❣️

💍 gay for my wife @platypuscunt and like a few other people ever

❗️if youre not Queer kindly get off this blog ❗️

(more blog-specific info below the cut !)

what i will (most likely/often) be reblogging 🔆

- furry of all kinds (esp tf & pokemon stuff..)

- bug related stuff

- fauxcest/incest fiction

- hypno/mind control/stuff up that alley

- pictures i find hot/cute/etc..

not a definite list, subject 2 change

tag system 🫧

#art - all art

#pic - all photos

#nsfw - self explanatory

#.txt - text posts

#.long - longer posts

#fav - my favorites!

#me - relatable/what i want 2 be..

#insp - artinspo picinspo etc..

#flagpost - og post

#flagtail irl - me/irlposting

ask me to tag anything you need tagged n=^_^=n !! thank u

[mamaofvvitches]

Mom who lets you nurse on her cunt while she smokes herself out, barely acknowledging you except for a quick caress along your cheek and some slurred coos about how precious you are and how lucky she is to have such a lovely angel between her thighs

[tree-slip]

give your little girl molly then spend the next six hours fucking her into an incoherent non-verbal puddle and watch in real time as you rewire her brain chemistry to make her internalize that no one else will ever make her feel as good as Mom will.

[impure-desires]

Legs secured in stirrups, ultrasound probe pressed against my lower stomach, a thin tube of endo camera in my pussy sitting positioned just right to give a perfect view of my cervix. And a half dozen researchers in the room standing by my legs, ready to take notes on every little thing that may happen. I heard them talking among themselves this morning. They waited months for this moment.

"We can begin. Release the specimen."

Something cold and wet glides between my sensitive folds - the speculum they used for the initial examination was removed for the experiment itself, but the sensation of being stretched quickly comes back when something slimy swirls around my hole and easily slips inside.

I don't see between my legs through the sheet that was put over them but the ultrasound image and the endo camera feed on the screen let me know exactly what is happening. This "specimen", a living, moving mass is making its way through my pussy, expanding and contracting on its way deeper. I gasp from the stretching sensation and the skin of my stomach mirrors its movements, bulging under the probe the researcher is pressing down on a little too hard.

"We have a visual."

A dark, rippling mass fills the screen, leaving the cervix visible just barely enough, but from the overwhelming pressure alone I know exactly what's going to happen. The tentacle changes shape into a pointed, needle-like tip and without any warning strikes the entrance of my uterus. I cry out and feel my eyes burn.

"Secretion of analgesic pre-seminal fluids. Hormonal and physical stimulation of the test subject began."

The excrutiating pain and pressure of having my cervix stretched quickly dissolves into feeling of pleasant warmth. The tentacle inside me starts moving again, slowly and rythmically filling my pussy and womb with whatever aphrodisiac it produces to make its victim all relaxed and docile. Mere seconds later my entire body is tingling in hot static and when more tendrils start lapping at my clit now covered in the creature's fluids, my legs cramp and I let out the most obscene moan I would be ashamed of in any other situation.

"Orgasm confirmed," the ultrasound tech presses down even harder in attempt to keep my pelvis in place, but the only thing I feel is my pussy and the entire lower half contracting in synch with the frantic ECG monitor I am hooked up to.

"Cervix dilation?"

"Sufficient. Egg deposition begins. Readjust the camera."

My vision is blurry and mind pleasantly unfocused from whatever hormones the creature pumped my system full of, but I'm aware enough to give the screen a passing look. The tentacle is semi-translucent now, buried and anchored long past my cervix, somewhere in my womb. And as the translucent tentacle starts filling with round, marble-like objects, I understand why the experiment called for the subject to be mid-cycle and not on any birth control. I breathe heavily as I watch the creature's eggs slip past my numb cervix, one by one.

All researchers' eyes are glued the screen as they watch the creature breed in real time. This is it, this is the moment they put endless hours of preparations into. A conception of something new, something out of this world. They needed to make sure it will work. And that every moment of it will be recorded and catalogued, so it can be repeated again.

I won't be leaving the research facility for quite some time.

[vctrs-mnstrr]

i think about hagfish a LOT. theyre jawless and emit so much slime it would be easy to slide them into someone. tying up an either drugged or unwilling participant into a large aquarium filled with them, they writhe near the participants open legs, coating their holes in a slick, disgusting ooze in the cool water. id keep the participants hole stretched out wide with a mechanism and the eels would eventually find their way in, squeezing and squirming into their new home, coating everything in sludge. it would take ages before they finally burst through the puckering cervix, all that slimy length sliding in uninhibited. they start breeding inside, and if the noticeable pushing and thrashing in their stomach visible from the outside wasnt bad enough, the eels have started eating the participants eggs and laying their own! it isnt long before they can just slide in and out as they please, without any resistance at all, either from the participant or their body. everything is so stretched out and gaping, they just flow in and out of them. no need to think anymore. just a habitat for my hagfish.

[theehorsepusssy]

[onstermonster]

Excuse me WHAAAAAAAT is this?!

[doctormeloku]

Shintaro Kago

[gross-i-know]

Shady massage place that offers something called a "happily ever after." You think to yourself surely this must be the same thing as a "happy ending" just slightly different wording, so you ask for that. There are hands all over you, squeezing, moving, shaping, changing how you hold yourself... As they bring you to climax, you rest assured that you were correct. And then you cum again. And again. You keep cumming over and over, even well after the hands pull away. It feels amazing... but it has to stop sometime, right? You've got a life to get back to. Unless- Wait, is that what the "ever after" meant?! Uh oh...

Oh yeah, I can get into that big time. I love the thought of being corrupted just from physical touch.

The masseuse starts at my shoulders, making them droop as I relax into their skilled hands. I'm a little surprised, I thought they'd skip right to the bulge under my towel but, eh, I can dig a little foreplay.

They're hands glide to my chest, I open my mouth to complain, I'd actually prefer they didn't grope me there but... huh, it's actually kinda nice. Their fingers make my flesh feel warm and hot even. Instead of demanding they stop the only noise that escapes my throat is a guttural moan. Why is this so good? Each time they squeeze, release, then squeeze again I feel more sensitive, biting my lip and silently urging them to use more force, more twisting and tugging. I feel close... My chest heaves, it feels heavier, the harder I pant, the harder my pecs wobble... feels good. Dizzying. I can't believe this is how they're gonna make me -fuck, fuck!

I cum so hard I barely hear the voice saying they were gonna move lower down, but the pair of hands molesting my swelling boobs never left their station. Instead, what must have been a second masseuse (I can't focus my eyes enough to see them??) starts rubbing my stomach. I'm shocked, did they somehow not feel the orgasm that ripped through my body? Surely, they know they can stop now... or do I get to cum more than once?

I thought by "lower" they would surely start jacking me off by now, but no, hands are rolling over my lean tummy, kneading the tiny pouch I had again and again, somehow building out my gut until there's ample paunch to obscenely play with. It's weirdly sensitive, like my womb itself was filling up my abdomen, bloating bigger and squeezing out my other, less important organs. A palm came down with a sharp smack against a particularly sensitive spot, my ovary, not that I believed it at the time. Nor did I believe that I was cumming again just from that... This can't be a normal part of the massage, right? I open my mouth to complain again, and two fingers press down on my tongue. It's yet another, additional hand... how many people are in here, touching me like this?

My tongue lights up with sensations I didn't know I could experience, the fingers prod, pinch and stroke it like they can make me -fuck, hhhng OUGH~ No way I just came again, thumb pad rubbing my swelling lips, second hand stroking my throat... I feel like such a slut, what is happening to me? My body? M-my mind...?

Two more sets of hands begin digging strong fingers into my plush thighs, squeezing the rolling flesh and slapping it encouragingly when they thicken up even further. My legs are lifted up, hands gripping my ankles like shackles and forcing my legs wide even as I quiver and cum again. More (?) hands on my ass, my cunt, my c-cock... wait, what's happen- hnn, OOOUGH~ n-not again...

My cock is being tugged meanly, crudely, and it swells up way bigger than it's ever been in reply. I grunt as fingers explore under the thickening hood, digging out build up I didn't know my body could make. (It never has before... right?) My legs shake uncontrollably as four thick fingers slip in my pussy just to pry it open enough a whole fist can slip inside, my head flies back and I gush cum all over the place. A hand (these are hands, right? How many people are in here? How can they all be touching me like this at once? Why can't I see anything?) clamps around my fat, puffy asshole like a ring, wait... why is it so thick and - OOOOUGH fuck me... they just shoved a couple fingers in it, too much! It's too much!!

I try to say something again, but my lips are so plush and fuckable they just wrap themselves around the digits all but fingering my mouth instead. The fist in my cunt goes deeper and not only scissors open my cervix but starts poking and scratching my ovary directly. I should be horrified, that isn't medically possible but mostly I'm thinking "please, fuck, molest the other one tooooooo".

I can't beg around the hand stuffing my face, but it seems my masseuses know what I need because a second fist bullies it's way in until it too is snuggly packing my uterus and finger fucking my tube wide enough it can tease my other ovary now too. I've lost track of how many orgasms I've had...

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Just when I think I'll cum myself to death the hands all pull away at once, thank fuck... it's finally over! Maybe now I can breathe and think a little and figure out what the fuck -hnn- the fuck happen -hnnd- uuh... hnng- hnnNNNG OOUGH~

Did I just cum...? Again?! I was just trying to get off the table but like, the weight of my fat tits resting on my womb filled gut, squeezing down on my -my f-fat ~mmph~ cooooooock~

Oh, fuck's sake, just thinking about it has me blowing another load... what the fuck is happening? Why is my body l-like this? So big, sensitive, hot and fuck every time I move, I feel -hnng- I gotta control myself! How am I supposed to get to my car let alone drive myself home if I can't even take a step without squirting? This can't be happening, surely these weird side effects will pass! Where'd my masseuse go, I gotta find out when this will wear off... cause I can't go back to my life if I'm gonna bust a nut just by breathing too hard...

It took me like an hour just to drag my shuddering flesh to the front desk and demand an answer but the lady there just looked confused, I did ask for the 'Happily Ever After' no? I scoffed, face hot and red as I nut yet again right in the lobby where several strangers were watching... "Yeah I asked for that but this -fffffuck- this isn't -oourrgh, ooooh~ this isn't what that m-means -unff- r-right? This can't be -mmph- my body for -for -forrrrrrr -oooooOOOOOOHHH~~~"

"Feels good right? So relaxing. You don't have to worry about anything ever again! Would you like to fill out a quick survey to let us know how well we satisfied you? Hello...? Sir? You look awfully tense... how about a complimentary massage on the house! We'll have the same masseuse you just worked with take you back to a deluxe private room! If this doesn't change you for the better, nothing will~"

[s33db3d-slob]

I see a lot of bugfucking but no love for termites?? Like the queens are literally insanely large and bloated with ovarioles compared to the workers to the point they can’t move and they constantly lay eggs??

Imagine a colony of elephant sized alien termites losing their old queen somehow, only to end up finding a new one in some random human just at the advent of breeding season. They’re quickly stripped and overpowered, but instead of being torn apart they have a huge bugcock shoved inside their cunt and SOMETHING pumped inside. It doesn’t take long for the new broodparent to find out what, as their body grows sensitive and their womb and ovaries swell as large as these bugs’ abdomens as eggs are released. Combined with the hormonal musk drifting from their crotch, it doesn’t take long for the breeding members of the colony to well and truly knock up their new breeder.

Over the coming weeks, the human swells even further with inhuman eggs, as well as pounds and pounds of fat so they have the energy to grow and push out even more eggs. Their chest, however, stays woefully neglected as the coming young won’t need milk. It initially drips and dribbles out from pressure, but eventually the ducts completely block. The human can only whimper and whine as their chest flies down through the alphabet and beyond.

By the time the first clutch is ready to come out, the human is unrecognizable. They’re practically just a massive womb attached to a glob of flesh at this point, with their obese thighs needing to be manually pulled out of the way to expose their bloated sweaty cunt. Behind them, the twin globes of their ass rise far behind them. However, the real stars of the show are in front of them. Their chest has been backed up with useless milk to the point of each veiny, sloshing tit dwarfing the workers. However, their enormous, stretch-marked womb and ovaries make those seem almost undersized. Despite being already filled to bursting with eggs, their nearly paper thin and purple at the navel womb constantly groans as their ovaries shift and churn more eggs to be fertilized.

The ex-person in the middle of all this? Utterly in ecstasy as the hormones translate the pain of being so utterly full into pleasure. All they can do is open their mouth to accept a worker feeding them more food as their dripping hole bulges and stretches as another egg crowns. The stretch still makes their hole burn, but they only cum even harder as the egg finally pops out with a splash of fluid.

-crashbox

Ik I should prolly make a blog for this at some point but I’m terrified of getting nuked, hope yall understand

Goddd this is so good. I get your fear of being nuked but man these are so good. At least archive em somewhere bc where else am I gonna find other ppl writing about being turned into human wombs for giant bugs

[gazeldhazel]

getting fucked by a thing with two dicks is awesome cause even with only one in you, when it starts to cum and you see the cock that isn't inside you start to shoot huge ropes of cum all over you and your thighs and everywhere, and you know the other cock buried in you is filling you up with just as much cum. idk it's pretty awesome

[notfatweeb]

Even tubbier succubus comm

[hypermama]

source

[lumieart00]

Let That Belly Air Out Girl!!

I’d always be worried hanging out around her because I’ll never know if the loud pop is from her pistol or her buttons ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ for @hotbeveragedog

[fatbifemme]

Rolls on rolls

[scoiifats]

big tiddy goth pred taur gf

[soyesoyu]

help a disabled thing afford a new keyboard

0/86.12$

my current one is missing keys and just falling apart lol. i will draw for you in return, for a discount of my usual c0mmissions! donate to my throne and dm me/let me know in some way that it's you! i'll then ask you all the details i need for the art.

some examples here

more comm examples on my bluesky or commiss.io

link to keyboard on my throne here!

thank you so much for reading!

[fishescunt]

somethingsomething fish girl got parasites. oohhh nooooo