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Imagine You Spill a Potent Fertility Potion... (Part 2)

(Part 1)

It had been two weeks since the plant monster bred and imprisoned you in its vines. From where it held you against the wall, it kept you bound since the moment it first latched you to it. Though surprisingly, through that time you had not had the urge to eat or relieve yourself, and you blamed it on the giant plant creature and the purple liquid it supplied you with as you continued to drink it.

Indeed, you had succumbed to the silent brute, forced to suck its flexible vines and phallic flowers until you drank the fluid dry, one mindless tendril replaced with the next. But the sweet liquor was delectable all the same, its rich, honey-nectar burning in your throat and the back of your mind.

And the warm liquid had changed your body more than you’d wish. Your breasts growing out larger than when the creature first captured you, now no longer comparable to the heaving bosoms of your mistress as they surpassed even her size and fullness. The sentient beast had even gone about replacing the smaller suckers for larger one that could encircle your wide, engorged areolas, with thick, pink petals that would wrap over your breasts and help squeeze your udders along with the vines already ensnared around them.

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The New Blueberry Grower - Request 407-12

12. suggestion: A young woman on Willy Wonka’s tour snags The Gum™️ and  instead of turning into a blueberry, her skin turns blue and grapefruit  sized blueberries start growing in her womb. Her clothes tear as her  belly expands in front of everyone, her boobs swell with blueberry milk,  and soon she gushes juice and goes into labor. Maybe she has to let the  Oompa Loompas feel her belly and check her cervix as they prep a  delivery room for her. No exploding please, just blueberry birth. c:

A/N: Long time lurker, first time submitting. Hoping to write more in the future. I didn’t follow the request in full but I hope this is still enjoyable. Reader is gender neutral but does have breasts and a vagina. Happy reading!- @keket-bumps

My sister had won an exclusive tour of Willy Wonka’s factory and given our mom couldn’t get the time off work to take her and as the only legal adult in the house, it was my responsibility to go with her. I wasn’t the biggest fan of sweets, but free candy is free candy. I also couldn’t help the excitement bubbling in my stomach, not many people had seen the inside of this place—at least not in a long while. Mr. Wonka was a tall, spritely man adorned in clashing patterns and colors on his clothes, topped with a suede top hat. His zany attire and attitude added a more fun and whimsical aspect to this day. We were led to many different rooms around the factory, and I noticed Mr. Wonka keeping a keen eye on me. I wasn’t sure if I should be flattered or not, the look in his eyes almost seemed sadistic. I feigned ignorance as I looked at all the interesting inventions whirring around the room. We were in the invention room, a testing ground for new innovations to create candy with. Most of the group was watching the pop candy machine, laughing at all the random sparks of electricity that sizzled out. Some were watching the taffy puller twirl through thick globs of the pink substance.

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Ball Egg Sack

His balls are

His balls are so full.

They ache with fullness. The soft skin stretched and corded with veins and markings like the womb it’s pretending to be. Work is impossible. He can’t go out, not like this. He can’t even sit anymore, let alone drive. His ball sack feels heavy between his legs like an udder on a cow. So full and heavy, his legs are kept constantly apart, and he tries to ease the weight with his arms and gentle rubs, but gravity is stronger. The skin tugs with a pleasurable pain, and it only amplifies all his feelings. His balls started out smaller at first before they grew and kept growing. The pressure is the hardest part. His cock twitches and throbs above the massive mound that used to be his testicles. A steady stream of cum drips down the shaft. It only takes a few loving rubs of his swollen ball sack and a few touches on the head of his cock before the man is spraying sperm across his belly, the bed, and his heavy, so heavy balls.

The bed becomes his sanctuary in the few days his balls swell, but they aren’t slowing down.

Ever since that creature came, this was the reality now, and god only knows when it will end. They keep growing. They don’t stop getting bigger and bigger.

Eggs.

The creature laid eggs inside of him. It fucked him and filled him with it’d spawn, and the oddest thing is---it’s the man’s fault.

It had been any normal day as any and he’d gotten ready to bed. About to turn off the light, he saw glowing eyes out his window. It could’ve been a possum. It could’ve been a raccoon. The man presumed it was his cat, so cracking the window, he called for it. “Come on in, boy. Come in. it’s late.”

The cat was not there.

As the man turned to roll down the covers of his bed, something else slipped through the window. It took his invitation for the cat for itself. The creature moved silently. Its eyes continued to glow as it’s gaze full into the man’s curved ass. It didn’t have hands, so the creature can’t grab the man’s plush ass, but a sheathe on the creature’s front slickens. Above it. out of another slit, a long appendage slithers out slick with fluid as it grows and grows behind the man’s back. The creature is mostly teeth and tongue. It salivates watching the man shuck off his jeans and climb into bed.

The creature could use telepathy, but humans don’t understand it well, and he didn’t care to communicate with humans. Still, the creature rubbed a small pouch on his lower abdomen and seeing the man’s cock is too much so bear.

The human will cooperate.

The man doesn’t fully understand how he ended up on his back, but his body was shaking as he was overwhelmed with pleasure. Something long and slimy filling his mouth. It was long---too long for his throat to take, but the creature persisted going further down his throat than the man thought possible. The man’s legs were held apart by an unseen force as his hole opened and closed by some unseen power. His prostate rammed like someone was pushing a button in his brain. The man can do nothing but wail in pleasure. He cries and screams the best he can with the creature’s tentacle choking him.

It only pulls back, giving him respite, when the man feels something slick and hot completely envelop his shaft. He screamed. The pleasure was too much. The heat wasn’t normal. It felt like his cock was burning, but he felt no pain.

The man didn’t have the sense to full grasp what was going on. He kept cumming and wouldn’t stop. It had been a while since he’d gotten out and had sex, but he’d been busy. It feels as if buckets of cum spew from his erection, but it never lets up.

“fffffffuck fffffffuck it feels so good! God! Oh god! I can’t stop! I can’t stop cumming! Ohhhhhhhhh Oh God Oh God.”

His breathe caught when he felt something moving, slowly but surely, to the head of his shaft. The creature’s slit had opened up the man’s cockhead with it’s juices and it released the first egg into the man with a steady breathe. The man was less calm. He screamed.

“OH GOD! Oh God! MY cock! My cock feels good, but it’s stretching! What are you doing to me?! Ooooooooooo it’s stretching my cock so gooooood! Oh God, what’s happening? I can’t breathe! Fuuuuuuck!”

After the first egg, the creature decided the man was loose enough and laid with a quick and happy release. Satisfied, the creature got off the man, and organized itself.

“MY BALLS! OH GOD OH MY GOD! OHHHHHHHHH YOU”RE FILLING ME!!! MY BALLS MY BALLS ARE SWELLING.”

The creature wrapped his long tongue around the man’s shaft and balls. It gave few extra small licks to the man’s cockhead for luck and loving wrapped his tongue around the swollen grapefruit sized sack that sat between the man’s thighs.

“Oooooooooo Fuck. It’s so much. Damn it, damn it! I feel so good. I’m gonna cum! I’M GONNA CUM AGAIN!”

The man came and continued to do so long after the creature slipped right back out his window.

The man considered himself a simple normal sort, so I didn’t really know what to do in this sort of situation. The fact of the matter was he couldn’t do anything but try to attend to his bodily needs as he lived in a constant state of overwhelming pleasure.

No amount of jerking off could make it stop, only chafed.

Now, it’s been a week and his balls look fit to burst.

He lies on his back, legs spread wide as he can manage, with his cock dwarfed by the mound of skin pretending to be his balls. It’s the size of a full-term pregnant belly, perhaps more, but the man doesn’t dwell on it. He can only think of how full he is.

He can’t walk anymore. And he feels like he had no more sperm left inside him. The fullness is too much, He can’t bear it.

The creature observes the man full of his spawn cumming in dribbles and it is happy as his kind can be to see the gigantic ball of flesh where the man’s balls once were. The man screams when his prostate lights up with activity, and he doesn’t notice the window crack open. The creature comes in as if he were invited and slides it’s tentacle into the man’s waiting red pucker. His asshole immediately clenches around the intrusion and he weeps as the tenacle abuses his prostate, His massive ballsack shakes and sways with each thrust.

He cries out, “OH FUCK ME! OHHHH, Oh god oh god fuck me. Fuck me harder! I feel so good so good! I’m so big, so full! Please, oh please.”

The creature doesn’t really know English, but it keeps thrusting inside the man anyway because the heat inside pleases it. It only takes a bit of vigorous thrusting with the man wailing beneath to break the egg sac. The man clutches his makeshift womb as well as he can since his warms no longer wrap the whole way around. He moans as the pressure lightens. Seed and fluid spray from the man’s cock, hard and throbbing, it’s like a fountain. The man’s giant ballsack and bed are covered in his semen. The creature watches in rapt attention as the man screams and clutches his flesh mound. The eggs are shifting down and the man’s legs kick in a frenzy as he writhes and cries.

“OH god, their moving. Their moving inside me! I’m so big and fullllllll! The pressure’s too much! Why does it feel sooooo goooood!”

The creature decides he can have another go inside the human while the eggs are getting in position, and this drives the man wild.

“FUUUUCK FUCK YOU’RE FILLING ME MORE! IM GONNA CUM!”

The creature fucks the man slowly and jerks the man’s shaft with it’s mind. It is gentle and careful. It’s own fluids from it’s tentacle make the man’s cockhead open up slowly. With the eggs quaking in his sack, the man fully realizes what it happening.

“I’M GIVING BIRTH! I’M LAYING YOUR EGGS!” He moans as the first egg heads to his shaft. “You knocked me up. I’m having babies. I’m gonna birth these eggs” The first egg becomes fully engaged in his shaft and weak ejaculate sprays from his cock. “I’M LAYING EGGS THROUGH MY COCK! MY COCK IS GIVING BIRTH!! Oooooooooo goddddd it aches and feels so good. I’m so heavy with your babies. My balls are sooooo full. They gotta come out!”

The man screams when the first egg reaches the head of his cock. It peeks out from the slit filling his cock unnaturally round and stuck the size of a softball. The man doesn’t consider the possibility of this. He doesn’t even think of the creature. All he can think of is laying his eggs.

“I’m pushing! I can feel it. I gotta push! I feel so fullllll. Ohhhhhhhhh Ohh god. My babies gotta come out. I feel them inside me. It’s crowning! I’m laying an egg! Ah ah fuckkkkk . Oh Fuckkkkkkkkkk.”

The creature presses hard on the egg sac. The man screams, curling in half to clutch his vulnerable womb, but his cock spews the first egg under a fountain of sperm. The second comes with a few more pushes. The man tries to hold his aching ballsack as more and more eggs are forced from his sensitive cock.

“I’M GIVING BIRTH THROUGH MY COCK. MY BABIES ARE BEING BORN!”

The creature is pleased it chose a good incubator. All the eggs are healthy and viable.

The man thrust his hips into the air as the last egg struggles to make it’s way through his shaft. His balls are a deflated mass of skin, but he doesn’t care. Small spurts of semen fly as the man struggles to lay the last egg.

“It feels sooooo good. Ahhhhahhah So Good. So good. I’m pushing. I’m pushing. Oh God, my baby’s coming. My baby’s coming out. I’M LAYING EGGS. I’M GIVING BITH! HERE IT COMES OHHHHHHHHH SOOOOOO GOOOOOOD!”

The creature helps get the larger then usual egg moving. The other eggs are solid round balls. This one is a slightly larger oval, rare for their species, that has the man stretching his legs as far as he can as he squeals for release. “I’M LAYING EGGS. Ohhhhhh GOD! HERE IT COMES! IT’S COMING OUT! I’M CUMMING WHILE GIVING BIRTH! Oooooooooooo fuck fuck I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’M CUMMING AGAIN OHHHHH GOD!

An endless spray of cum follows the last egg. The creature counts the eggs. Twenty is a good healthy number. The man gingerly turns into his stomach, groaning as his encouraged cock brushes the bedspread, He lifts his hips as much as he can showing off his abused red asshole and the empty deflated ballsack hanging between his thighs.  Looking back at the man gently thrusting, drooling and delirious, muttering about his babies, the creature figures he could tell some of the others of his kind about the incubator.

The man is a good one.

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Photoshoot

This was a story I wrote and posted to my personal blog but I thought people here would like it too :)

By @pregnancyismykink :)

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“That’s it. To the side a little. Yep there ya go, gorgeous!”

Leila continued to pose for the camera, pulling her hair up and out of her face, pursing her lips, sticking her chest out to show the new Victoria Secret bra they were branding.

“That’s perfect Leila. We’re done for the day.” People mill around the room, starting to clean up the lights and clothes racks. Leila wraps a robe around herself and heads to her dressing room.

They may be done with this photoshoot, but she’s not done for the day. She waits in the dressing room, touching up her makeup and her hair.

There’s a small bottle of pills on her desk and she pops a few, taking a deep breath before dropping a hand between her legs, beneath the waistband of the lacy underwear.

She’s done this so many times, pleased herself while waiting for her next shoot to start, but it never gets old. She’s gentle at first, rubbing her hand up and down her folds, adding some pressure.

She dips a finger between her folds and touches the wetness there, soaking her finger before bringing it to her clit in a slow circle. Her head falls back against the back of the chair, her mouth open in a soft sigh.

The warmth begins to build between her legs and she lifts her legs to rest them on the desk, spreading them further apart. She circles her clit a few times, her hips rolling with the movement, and she moans as she pushes two fingers into her slick heat.

It’s soaking wet now, the pills helping her along, and it makes sucking sounds every time she pulls her fingers out and pushes them back in.

She continues this for a while, just enjoying the slow building warmth and the slick dripping from her folds. She knows better than to push herself over the edge though. She has to save that for the shoot.

A knock sounds on the door and she knows it’s time to go. She sighs softly as she takes her fingers out, rubbing her clit one more time and shuddering as the spike of pleasure it shoots through her.

She stands on shaky legs, putting on her heels, and then heads out to the photo shoot area. The director must want her by herself today because there’s toys all over the floor next to the plush chair in front of the camera.

“Leila, darling. I hope we didn’t keep you long.”

“No longer than usual. What’s our theme today?”

The director smiles and pulls a strand of Leila’s hair over her shoulder. “There’s a new product they’ve just released. They’ve asked us to do an exclusive shoot for it.”

She raises a brow at that, knowing they don’t usually accept offers from brand new products since their magazine is too highly rated to deal with amateurs.

The director just shakes his head and grins. “This is a good one, I promise. The pay you’ll take away from this will last you years.”

That gets her attention. It’s not like she was hurting for money anyways, but she enjoyed having the extra spending money from the odd jobs he liked to give her.

“Just trust me dear. You took those pills today right?”

She nodded, taking a deep breath and removing her robe. “Let’s just get this over with. I’d like to get home before midnight tonight.”

He smiles and takes her robe, signaling to the people in the room it’s time to start. Leila ignores everyone, checking out the pile of toys littered around the photoshoot area, picking up a particularly beautiful egg shaped toy.

It felt hard and heavy, almost like it was made of Stone, the swirling specks of black amongst the blue making it stand out heavily. She smiles softly and notices there’s several of them, all in varying sizes. Her eyes catch on one particularly large one, bright red with orange highlights, looking like nothing other than a fire. She picks it up and feels her vagina clench, eager to take it inside her.

She gently sets it next to the chair in easy reach, then checks the other toys. There’s a sizeable dildo seemingly stuffed with some kind of thick white liquid and she sets it next to the egg, knowing she’ll use those together. She also notes the vibrator, butt plug, anal beads, and spreader bar, all artfully laid out for her choosing.

She picks up the butt plug, marveling at the near crystal like shape at the end of it. It looks expensive and incredibly well made, and upon closer inspection she notices a little button. She presses it and the plug immediately starts vibrating in her hands.

She can feel herself dripping now, her underwear soaked through easily. She sets it off to the side with the other toys she grabbed and settles into the chair, waiting for the instructions.

It’s another few minutes but the director comes up next to the camera man, clapping his hands for everyone’s attention. “Alright everyone. We’re going to get started here soon. As we will be filming a video for our online viewers, I don’t want any idle chatter unless it’s coming from Leila.” Everyone nods in understanding.

He then looks at Leila. “Leila dearest, you just do what you do best. The camera will be on you. Use the safe word if we need to stop.”

Leila shudders a little, the excitement of being the center of attention still something that turns her on so much. The lights dim, the spotlights are turned on, and Leila spreads her legs, leaning back in the chair with her hands behind her head.

“Action!”

The room falls silent and Leila smiles demurely at the camera as it moves in a little closer.

“Hmmm hi everyone. We’re trying something new today.” She checks the cards the director holds up. “Dragonborn Products releases a new line of toys and they asked me to brand them. Enjoy...” she winks at the camera, sticking a finger in her mouth and then down into her underwear where she’s still dripping wet.

A soft sigh escapes her and she stands from the chair seductively, reaching behind her to unclip the bra, pulling it off and letting her full breasts fall. As models go, she has one of the biggest chests of the agency, and they adore her for it.

She moans and rubs her breasts, turning her head to the side so her hair falls artfully over her shoulder. She tweaks her nipples, gasping playfully as they perk up and turn red from the attention.

She bounces a little on her toes, letting her breasts bounce on her chest, knowing people enjoy this a lot in their videos. She turns around, stretching up, then bends over to pick up the heavy butt plug from beside the chair.

She looks seductively over her shoulder, smiling at the camera as she drops a hand between her legs, wetting her fingers with her own slick.

The camera man moves in, focusing on her soaked panties and her fingers as she pushes them in and out of her folds, and she giggles playfully, pulling her panties down to reveal her slick soaked folds.

She puts the fat end of the plug between her folds, slicking it up before pressing it against her ass. It puckers around the tip, and she sighs softly, letting her eyes fall closed and her mouth open in a silent oh.

The plug goes in easily, her hole taking it right in like she’s trained herself to do, and she squeezes her ass around it, letting it in a little further until it pops in past her rim, locking in place.

“Hmmmm that feels so goood,” she moans out. The camera focuses in on the crystal at the end of the plug, and Leila presses the little button. It starts vibrating immediately and she gasps, her hips jerking forward with the new feeling.

“Fuck...that’s amazing...” She shudders, her thighs shaking a little at the force of the vibrations. It’s pressing right up against something inside her that she’s never felt before and it’s almost too much.

She takes a few deep breaths, calming down the heat inside her, before slowly turning back over to sit on the chair. The change in angle makes her moan, sitting on the plug as it vibrates only making it more intense.

She opens her eyes to check the time and it’s only been 10 minutes. She’s never been so close to finishing at only 10 minutes in. Never.

Her pussy clenches and she grips her breasts, squeezing and fondling them as she moves her hips around in circles. She has to stop though, far too close to the edge to keep going like that.

She shakily reaches for the dildo on the side table, breathing heavily and letting cute little moans escape her as the plug continues to vibrate.

Her abs clench and she shudders again, pressing the tip of the dildo in before she can’t focus enough. There’s something weird about this dildo though, and before she can even press it in even further, it starts to wriggle by itself.

Her back arches off the chair, ass clenching and pussy throbbing around the wriggling dildo as it pushes further into her. It’s long and thick, easily long enough to press up against her womb and she gasps out, her fingers flying to the back of the chair and then to the dildo, trying to keep it still.

It doesn’t work though, keeps wriggling inside her, and the heat is building far too fast. She can’t get away from it, her hips moving violently as the pleasure just keeps racking up inside her. She tries to pull it out, tries to press the button on the vibrator, but her fingers are shaking so bad she can hardly function.

The dildo buries itself inside her, the tip poking through her cervix easily and her eyes roll back in the back of her head. She trembles violently on the chair, her stomach flexing as the dildo presses up against it from the inside.

“H-holy f-fuck...” she groans, her body seizing violently, and then she’s squirting all over the floor and the cameraman who’d moved closer to get a better look. Her back arches, toes curling, and she can’t even breathe as her orgasm rips through her, her pussy throbbing around the dildo, releasing the thick fluid into her womb.

She can feel it filling her up, but she’s too lost to the orgasm to care. Her muscles are so tense, her ass vibrating and throbbing, and just when she thinks she’s gonna pass out, the dildo wriggles again, pulling itself from her pussy and flopping to the floor with a splat.

She trembles heavily, breathing hard and gasping for air as the orgasm finally subsides. She turns to the side, closing her legs and curling in on herself as she tries to get a grip on what just happened.

She barely has enough strength to press the button on the plug, finally ending the vibrations. She pulls it out and tosses it onto the floor somewhere, close to sobbing as random spikes of pleasure still shoot through her.

She closes her eyes, taking huge breaths to calm down and to stop the shaking in her hands before reaching for the egg. She figures it can’t be much worse than what just happened. Plus, she was really excited to try it out.

She glances towards the director, who asks if she’s okay and she gives him a quiet nod, letting her trembling legs fall from the chair. She leans back, letting her legs spread and lifts them onto the arms of the chair, revealing her angry red pussy to the camera.

The thick substance the dildo released inside her leaks out, sliding down between her ass cheeks and she shivers, still reeling from the experience. She presses the head of the egg to her folds, relaxing and pressing it. Her head falls back, mouth open on a sigh, and she gets the egg halfway in before stopping to take a breath.

She shifts herself so she’s straddling the arm of the chair, and starts grinding down on the egg, pushing it further inside her with every movement of her hips. She feels a low vibration between her legs, but she’s not sure if it’s the egg or if it’s remnants of the butt plug, but whatever it is makes her moan loud.

She grinds down harder and the egg slips in past her folds, sitting heavy in her hips and it feels so good, filling her up so much more than any cock she’s taken. She’s getting ready to move off the arm of the chair when the vibration grows faster and harder, and the egg moves up, further inside her.

She gasps out, groaning as her body responds quickly. Slick drips from her legs, soaking the arm of the chair and she cries out. The egg pushes against her cervix, the thick head of it pressing in relentlessly. She’s shaking so hard, her hips grinding down against the arm of the chair. The egg pushes harder, opening her up and shoving into her womb.

She gags and falls into the chair, one leg on the arm of the chair and the other spread out on the floor. There’s a slight pouch to her stomach now, made more prominent by the way she’s laying on the chair. She rubs it, spikes of heat shooting through her at the touch.

She rubs at her clit, circling it and playing with it, but then the egg starts to expand. At first, it’s just a little movement inside her, feeling like she ate too much, but then she can see her stomach expanding. Her eyes grow wide and hungry, the sight of her stomach swelling so much hotter than she ever thought it would be.

It happened fast after that. Her stomach swelled, and she loved it, her breasts swelling with it. Everything was too sensitive, too hot, and when the egg started to press back down, back where it came in from, Leila cried out.

It felt so good, so amazing and hot. She fell to her knees on the floor, gasping for breath as the heavy egg kept moving lower and lower. Her hips widened and she yelled and screamed in pleasure, her hips moving wildly trying to get the friction she so desperately needed.

The egg was much much bigger coming out, and she felt her folds opening up around it, letting it come out. It shuddered inside her and she gasped, eyes rolling back in her head as she came again. Even harder than the last time.

She couldn’t control her body as she rolled over on her back, her hips and shoulders violently shaking through the orgasm. The egg just kept moving and it only dragged the pleasure out, making it way too much for her to handle.

She screamed, back arching as the bottom of the egg finally pressed past her folds, stretching her so wide she couldn’t close her legs. The cameraman moved in between her legs, catching everything on camera. And when the egg shuddered again, Leila squirted so hard it covered the camera lens, dripping from it.

Her hands clenched into fists and she choked and seized as it just kept going and going and going. She was gushing fluids now, all around the egg and squirting uncontrollably all over the floor. The egg shuddered one more time and then it rolled out of her, leaving her gasping and sobbing on the floor, her pussy almost destroyed.

It leaked all over the floor, rivulets of come and fluids just dripping from her pussy as she lay there shaking on the floor. She never heard the director call cut, her mind too far gone with her orgasm.

Someone helped her up off the floor, wrapping a towel around her trembling form, and she looked back to the egg she had just pushed out. It was back to its original size, sitting innocently on the floor by the deflated dildo.

As they walked her to the dressing room to clean herself up, she couldn’t help but think of doing it all over again.

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I have no clever title for this, so it'll just be: Gyarados x AFAB trainer

It includes consensual sex between a Gyarados (Pokémon) and his female trainer. Kinks / "warnings" are as follow : double penetration, double cock, size difference, xenophilia, xenozoophilia, shameless smut, plot what plot / porn without plot, pokephilia, bestiality, rough sex, cervix penetration.

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When you evolved your Magikarp, you thought that handling the Gyarados it had become would be easy-peasy. After all, you were its Master, so it had to obey you, right? There hadn’t been much discipline, or issues, with Magikarp. It had been hard work to train it enough to evolve, but it never acted up. 

It was almost like it was a simple fish. 

So, naturally, once you had finally managed to turn your pathetic Magikarp into the almighty Gyarados, you did feel a little fearful when the giant water-snake Pokémon towered above you, glaring at you with its massive eyes and baring its gleaming, white fangs. It roared, and you had to put your hands on your ears while squeezing your eyes tightly shut in an attempt to block out the terrifying sound. 

It was futile - the sound pierced you to the bone, making you tremble all over. 

In that moment, you woved to wrangle this Pokémon, turning it from an atrocious monster and into a docile beast instead. 

You had no idea what that would take. 

“Stop!” you shouted, frustration gnawing at your voice and exhaustion shaking your legs. 

You had been at it for days, if not weeks - Gyarados would attack Pokémon at random, completely outside your control, and it was starting to cause an uproar in the trainer community. Other trainers demanded that you either get it under your control now, or that you release it back into the wild.

The latter was absolutely not an option to you. Oddly enough, you had grown close to and fond of the giant Pokémon, and now, you refused to part ways with it. 

Even if the affection seemed to be one-sided. 

“Please, Gyara, I beg of you, stop!” you cried out, but the Gyarados was already far away, dead set on destroying another Pokémon out in the sea. 

You ran after it until the cold water was waist high, and then you stopped, panting and breathing heavily, a hand on your chest as if that would soothe your burning, aching lungs. 

Figuring that waiting for the dragon-serpent Pokémon was the only thing you could really do now, you waddled back to the sandy beach and sat down, knees tucked up under your chin and your arms wrapping around your legs. 

You must have eventually drifted off, because you were suddenly jerked awake by a terrifying, nearby roar that shook you to your core. You sat up with a bleary vision, but Gyarados was not so easy to miss. 

It was splashing around in the water, almost like a human kid would, and it looked... happy. Though, how you knew it was a happy Gyarados you were watching, and not one hellbent on destruction, you couldn’t tell. You just knew that it hadn’t often splashed around like it did now. 

You smiled fondly to yourself and leaned your cheek on your knee, watching Gyarados play until it suddenly stopped, its vaguely brown eyes now fixed on you. 

In spite of being soaked by the cold water, you suddenly felt very warm, and you swallowed heavily. You weren’t sure what that gaze told you, nor were you sure if it was an innocent one, or if it meant you really should release the Gyarados back into the wild. For the safety of everyone, including yourself. 

Having had a staring contest for far too long - you felt like staring into a Gyarados’ eyes was like an open invitation to get annihilated - you finally looked away. This was when your Gyarados started slithering towards you, and, despite wanting to trust it completely, you couldn’t help but hold your breath once it was in front of you. 

Gyarados growled quietly, almost like it was asking for your attention. You peeked at it with one eye. 

It was so big! Towering above you, even as it rested its body on the sand, it looked down at you with its menacing glare. 

As it growled again, you swallowed once more and dared to fully look at Gyarados, who moved forward until its face was right in front of yours. You trembled all over, and other trainers’ worrisome comments began playing in your head.

It’ll eat you whole, given the chance. 

It’s not a good Pokémon.

It’s a beast! It’ll never be anything but a beast!

It’s in its nature, you can’t train it.

Yet, now, when you looked at it, there was... something in its eyes. The menacing glare had somehow softened. Its mouth had closed slightly, making it seem less likely to devour you.

It let out a low, quiet rumble, and suddenly nudged your knee with its massive head, making you gasp. 

“What do you want?” you whispered, and you had barely finished your question before Gyarados nudged you again. Shaking all over, you hesitantly lifted your hands like you were being arrested. Gyarados looked from one hand to the other, and then bumped its massive head right into your left hand. 

Another gasp escaped you, and you quickly withdrew your hands, not wanting the Pokémon to eat them. 

This proved to be a mistake, however. 

Gyarados roared, bowing its head to show off the massive, off-white spikes on top of it, and then slithered fully onto the beach, wrapping itself around you. 

Your eyes widened, and in a desperate attempt to flee, you tried to get up, but it was no use - the Gyarados had wrapped its long, strong body so tightly around you that escape was not an option. It wasn’t so tight you couldn’t breathe, though, for which you were thankful. 

“What--- what are you---” you gasped, but you didn’t get to finish your sentence before the Pokémon started rubbing its head against your chest. 

Utterly confused, and trapped, you could do nothing but let Gyarados continue whatever it was doing. As time passed, you noticed that it was rumbling very quietly, almost like a satisfied Meowth would. 

Even more confused, you thought maybe it was looking for affection, and turned your head against its belly, rubbing hesitantly back. 

The quiet rumbling got louder, more insistent, and you realized - you had been right. 

Completely baffled by this turn of events, you wiggled your hands until you managed to find more scales, and then began petting them. Gradually, as you caressed Gyarados, it began relaxing, and its tight grip loosened. 

As it relaxed, however, another side effect presented itself - Gyarados became so relaxed that maybe it was bordering on... something else. At least, if you were to trust the sudden jabs against your side. 

Looking down confirmed what you already knew to be true. 

Gyarados was becoming aroused, and its cocks - yes, plural! - were starting to push out of his sheath. Two of them, both bigger than you were comfortable with, began poking you in the side, and Gyarados growled quietly. 

You noticed how he began rubbing his entire body against you, and not just his head, and you knew where this was going. 

What you didn’t know was if you were okay with being the kind of trainer who had sex with their Pokémon. It was quite common, especially in your current location, and there was nothing wrong with that, of course, but you weren’t sure if it was something you’d like to dabble in. 

As Gyarados’ cocks began lubing themselves, however, you realized you had no choice. 

You swallowed heavily. Sweat beaded on your forehead, as well as the rest of your body, and you tried thrashing. It only resulted in Gyarados wrapping tighter around you until you stopped. When you ceased your frantic movement, the grip loosened again. 

With a deep, shaky breath, you twisted your hands slowly, until one made contact with one of Gyarados’ cocks. He growled quietly, but this time in a deeper pitch. The cock was cool, surprisingly so for having been hidden inside his body, and completely smooth. No ridges or bumps or spikes or anything. Letting your curiosity get the better of you, you began sliding your hand along the cock. 

As you did this, Gyarados’ growling took on a more... lustful tone. Once more, you couldn’t tell how you knew this - it was almost like it was an instinct, a sixth sense that told you the mood of a Pokémon.

Starting to stroke both cocks, it was no secret what mood this Gyarados was in, though. He growled louder and wriggled in a way that pushed his cocks into your hands, clearly seeking some much-needed friction. 

Warmth surging through you, you decided to try it out. After all, you can’t rightfully knock off something until you try it, right?

“I’m... really going to have sex with my Gyarados, aren’t I?” you mumbled, took a deep breath, and squeezed his cocks slightly tighter while stroking them. He let out another growl, and when his grip on your body loosened enough that you could get free, you knew it wasn’t because he was letting you escape. 

Undressing with shaky fingers, you eventually stood completely bare before him, trembling like the froth being moved on the waves of a stormy sea. 

He roared loudly, and was over you in a flash, wrapping around you again, but this time moving you both so that he was on his back, with you straddling him. You shrieked and clung to him as best you could. 

Looking over your shoulder, you saw his two cocks glisten in the late afternoon sun. All lubed up and ready, one of them twitched expectantly and repeatedly. 

“I must be out of my mind,” you whispered as you slowly slid backwards until your ear end made contact with the head of the twitching cock. Feeling soft, warm flesh, it leaked copious amounts of pre-cum onto your skin, making you shudder. 

“Alright, here goes nothing...”

You lifted your lower body, steadying yourself with a hand on Gyarados’ belly, and used the other to guide one of his cocks against your entrance, which - surprisingly - was dripping wet and ready. 

The clash of temperatures was oddly euphoriating, and you couldn’t hold back a soft gasp as his cock slid inside you, easily filling you to the brim. His cock was slightly wavy, pressing against your inner walls in a way that sent chills down your spine. You soon realized, however, that he was much bigger than you were used to from your human encounters. 

“H-Hold on,” you muttered as you tried adjusting yourself to take more of him, but Gyarados simply growled and writhed in a way that shoved his cock deeper. A shrill gasp escaped you, and while you frantically tried denying yourself how good it felt, how full you felt, Gyarados rumbled and closed his eyes, clearly relishing your tight, wet cave. 

He did give you a few seconds to get used to the size of him, but when those seconds were up, he thrashed and wriggled onto his belly - still with his cock deep inside you. You yelped and flailed, but Gyarados didn’t seem to care as he used the ground as leverage to thrust in earnest. 

Roaring loudly, and thrusting his cock so deep in you that you felt the head against your cervix, you could do nothing but take it, crying out with each thrust and holding onto his scaly belly. 

“N-No, wait, I’m not--- I’m not ready for that!” you whimpered, trying to wriggle away, but he had you effectively trapped beneath him, and fucked you like you had never been fucked before. 

It was painful, but oh Arceus, it was good!

It didn’t take long before his brutal thrusts had you wide open and practically begging for more, pounding against your cervix with every single move. 

Which is where his second cock came into the picture. 

With one particular thrust, you felt his second cock poke against you as well. Seeing as you were practically delirious with arousal and filthy needs, you immediately reached down to take hold of it. Stroking it quickly made Gyarados roar again, but his relentless thrusts made it impossible to insert both cocks at once. 

“Hang--- hold on, you big brute, I’m trying to help you here!” you panted, each word broken up by a harsh thrust. 

Almost as if he understood the message, Gyarados stopped moving for long enough to let you carefully jam his second cock inside you. 

That’s where his ‘good will’ and ‘patient nature’ ended, though. 

Slamming home, hard, it was like you were torn in several pieces. You actually screamed, and the pain was mind boggling, and you immediately regretted having done that.

That was only in the beginning, though. 

As he ground against you, repeatedly forcing both cocks inside you, he also stretched you so that there was more room for his massive cocks to pound into you. His roar was loud enough to jerk your body, the sound vibrating throughout your every cell. 

Looking down, you saw something that nearly did you in and made you come right then and there - your stomach, bulging with the outline of his cocks, and the skin stretching and moving with his every move. 

Throwing your head back against the sand, you cried out in pleasure as an orgasm quickly approached through the dull pain. You closed your eyes and dug your fingers into his scales, whimpering and panting and desperately pushing against his cocks. 

It was in that moment, when one of his cocks pushed deep enough to penetrate your cervix, that you came for the first time. Though blinded by the sudden agony, your orgasm seemed to erase everything else going on - everything aside from the pain and the pleasure. Seeing nothing but whiteness, and with a vague ringing in your ears, you sagged back against the beach, letting Gyarados fuck you any way he liked. 

Your spasming muscles seemed to affect him, too. With a thundering roar, he slammed so deep inside you that his cock - one of them, of both, you were too fucked out to tell - pushed into your womb again, and then there was the very distinct feeling of your womb being pumped full of hot, potent cum. 

Gasping and panting, you clawed at his belly, and you were babbling loudly. Nothing that would make sense to humans, but rather, telling of how good and full you felt. 

The sensation, the knowledge that you were being used any way your beloved Gyarados liked, sent you over the edge and hurtling towards another orgasm. 

As you clenched tight around him, he roared again, displaying his terrifying teeth, and pushed harshly against you, forcing his cocks impossibly deeper into your womb and dumping so much cum in you that it immediately started leaking. 

Groaning and moaning, you were vaguely aware of how your stomach bulged - not only from his giant cocks, but now also from the amount of cum that bloated your belly. 

You clenched hesitantly again, and Gyarados growled quietly, though this time, there was definitely an affectionate lilt to it. He thrust lightly, as if to tease you back, although his teasing made you gasp and shudder. 

“Okay, I--- I think I’m good for now,” you laughed softly, patting his side. Almost obediently, he pulled out and moved away, watching you with those huge eyes. He had curled in on himself like a snake ready to attack, but there was nothing vicious about his demeanor. On the contrary, he looked pliant and relaxed, like this was all that he needed. 

“Well,” you smiled and got up - not without wincing - “if this is what it takes to keep you under control, I’ll gladly do it.” 

You waddled over to him, caressing his long body, and pressed a hesitant kiss to the side of his head.

It seemed you were now the kind of trainer who fucked their Pokémon, and a whole new world opened before you.

[cadburycreampie]

(Threat)

[imagineyourepregnant]

Business As Usual

Matt had been hired at the business company 9 months ago, and finally after constantly sucking up to his boss, he had been invited to his first conference meeting. It was only going to be a 3 hour meeting but all the higher ups in the company were going to be there. There was only one problem- Matt was 9 months pregnant- with triplets After Matt had received the call, letting him know that he had gotten the job, he went out to celebrate with some friends. Having had a few drinks too many he seemed to catch the eye of the hot bartender and one thing leading to another had Matt spending all night and the subsequent morning getting railed to high heaven. He reached a new record with amount of orgasms in one period that night. He had woken up this morning, excited for his first business meeting and with ideas on impressing his superiors when those thoughts were dashed as he sat up. Moaning, he realized how hard he was, not to mention soaking wet. It seemed that during the night all three of his babies had repositioned themselves over that spot inside of him, and Matt now had over 30 lbs of his babies pushing right against his prostate.

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[imagineyourepregnant]

Ball Egg Sack

His balls are

His balls are so full.

They ache with fullness. The soft skin stretched and corded with veins and markings like the womb it’s pretending to be. Work is impossible. He can’t go out, not like this. He can’t even sit anymore, let alone drive. His ball sack feels heavy between his legs like an udder on a cow. So full and heavy, his legs are kept constantly apart, and he tries to ease the weight with his arms and gentle rubs, but gravity is stronger. The skin tugs with a pleasurable pain, and it only amplifies all his feelings. His balls started out smaller at first before they grew and kept growing. The pressure is the hardest part. His cock twitches and throbs above the massive mound that used to be his testicles. A steady stream of cum drips down the shaft. It only takes a few loving rubs of his swollen ball sack and a few touches on the head of his cock before the man is spraying sperm across his belly, the bed, and his heavy, so heavy balls.

The bed becomes his sanctuary in the few days his balls swell, but they aren’t slowing down.

Ever since that creature came, this was the reality now, and god only knows when it will end. They keep growing. They don’t stop getting bigger and bigger.

Eggs.

The creature laid eggs inside of him. It fucked him and filled him with it’d spawn, and the oddest thing is---it’s the man’s fault.

It had been any normal day as any and he’d gotten ready to bed. About to turn off the light, he saw glowing eyes out his window. It could’ve been a possum. It could’ve been a raccoon. The man presumed it was his cat, so cracking the window, he called for it. “Come on in, boy. Come in. it’s late.”

The cat was not there.

As the man turned to roll down the covers of his bed, something else slipped through the window. It took his invitation for the cat for itself. The creature moved silently. Its eyes continued to glow as it’s gaze full into the man’s curved ass. It didn’t have hands, so the creature can’t grab the man’s plush ass, but a sheathe on the creature’s front slickens. Above it. out of another slit, a long appendage slithers out slick with fluid as it grows and grows behind the man’s back. The creature is mostly teeth and tongue. It salivates watching the man shuck off his jeans and climb into bed.

The creature could use telepathy, but humans don’t understand it well, and he didn’t care to communicate with humans. Still, the creature rubbed a small pouch on his lower abdomen and seeing the man’s cock is too much so bear.

The human will cooperate.

The man doesn’t fully understand how he ended up on his back, but his body was shaking as he was overwhelmed with pleasure. Something long and slimy filling his mouth. It was long---too long for his throat to take, but the creature persisted going further down his throat than the man thought possible. The man’s legs were held apart by an unseen force as his hole opened and closed by some unseen power. His prostate rammed like someone was pushing a button in his brain. The man can do nothing but wail in pleasure. He cries and screams the best he can with the creature’s tentacle choking him.

It only pulls back, giving him respite, when the man feels something slick and hot completely envelop his shaft. He screamed. The pleasure was too much. The heat wasn’t normal. It felt like his cock was burning, but he felt no pain.

The man didn’t have the sense to full grasp what was going on. He kept cumming and wouldn’t stop. It had been a while since he’d gotten out and had sex, but he’d been busy. It feels as if buckets of cum spew from his erection, but it never lets up.

“fffffffuck fffffffuck it feels so good! God! Oh god! I can’t stop! I can’t stop cumming! Ohhhhhhhhh Oh God Oh God.”

His breathe caught when he felt something moving, slowly but surely, to the head of his shaft. The creature’s slit had opened up the man’s cockhead with it’s juices and it released the first egg into the man with a steady breathe. The man was less calm. He screamed.

“OH GOD! Oh God! MY cock! My cock feels good, but it’s stretching! What are you doing to me?! Ooooooooooo it’s stretching my cock so gooooood! Oh God, what’s happening? I can’t breathe! Fuuuuuuck!”

After the first egg, the creature decided the man was loose enough and laid with a quick and happy release. Satisfied, the creature got off the man, and organized itself.

“MY BALLS! OH GOD OH MY GOD! OHHHHHHHHH YOU”RE FILLING ME!!! MY BALLS MY BALLS ARE SWELLING.”

The creature wrapped his long tongue around the man’s shaft and balls. It gave few extra small licks to the man’s cockhead for luck and loving wrapped his tongue around the swollen grapefruit sized sack that sat between the man’s thighs.

“Oooooooooo Fuck. It’s so much. Damn it, damn it! I feel so good. I’m gonna cum! I’M GONNA CUM AGAIN!”

The man came and continued to do so long after the creature slipped right back out his window.

The man considered himself a simple normal sort, so I didn’t really know what to do in this sort of situation. The fact of the matter was he couldn’t do anything but try to attend to his bodily needs as he lived in a constant state of overwhelming pleasure.

No amount of jerking off could make it stop, only chafed.

Now, it’s been a week and his balls look fit to burst.

He lies on his back, legs spread wide as he can manage, with his cock dwarfed by the mound of skin pretending to be his balls. It’s the size of a full-term pregnant belly, perhaps more, but the man doesn’t dwell on it. He can only think of how full he is.

He can’t walk anymore. And he feels like he had no more sperm left inside him. The fullness is too much, He can’t bear it.

The creature observes the man full of his spawn cumming in dribbles and it is happy as his kind can be to see the gigantic ball of flesh where the man’s balls once were. The man screams when his prostate lights up with activity, and he doesn’t notice the window crack open. The creature comes in as if he were invited and slides it’s tentacle into the man’s waiting red pucker. His asshole immediately clenches around the intrusion and he weeps as the tenacle abuses his prostate, His massive ballsack shakes and sways with each thrust.

He cries out, “OH FUCK ME! OHHHH, Oh god oh god fuck me. Fuck me harder! I feel so good so good! I’m so big, so full! Please, oh please.”

The creature doesn’t really know English, but it keeps thrusting inside the man anyway because the heat inside pleases it. It only takes a bit of vigorous thrusting with the man wailing beneath to break the egg sac. The man clutches his makeshift womb as well as he can since his warms no longer wrap the whole way around. He moans as the pressure lightens. Seed and fluid spray from the man’s cock, hard and throbbing, it’s like a fountain. The man’s giant ballsack and bed are covered in his semen. The creature watches in rapt attention as the man screams and clutches his flesh mound. The eggs are shifting down and the man’s legs kick in a frenzy as he writhes and cries.

“OH god, their moving. Their moving inside me! I’m so big and fullllllll! The pressure’s too much! Why does it feel sooooo goooood!”

The creature decides he can have another go inside the human while the eggs are getting in position, and this drives the man wild.

“FUUUUCK FUCK YOU’RE FILLING ME MORE! IM GONNA CUM!”

The creature fucks the man slowly and jerks the man’s shaft with it’s mind. It is gentle and careful. It’s own fluids from it’s tentacle make the man’s cockhead open up slowly. With the eggs quaking in his sack, the man fully realizes what it happening.

“I’M GIVING BIRTH! I’M LAYING YOUR EGGS!” He moans as the first egg heads to his shaft. “You knocked me up. I’m having babies. I’m gonna birth these eggs” The first egg becomes fully engaged in his shaft and weak ejaculate sprays from his cock. “I’M LAYING EGGS THROUGH MY COCK! MY COCK IS GIVING BIRTH!! Oooooooooo goddddd it aches and feels so good. I’m so heavy with your babies. My balls are sooooo full. They gotta come out!”

The man screams when the first egg reaches the head of his cock. It peeks out from the slit filling his cock unnaturally round and stuck the size of a softball. The man doesn’t consider the possibility of this. He doesn’t even think of the creature. All he can think of is laying his eggs.

“I’m pushing! I can feel it. I gotta push! I feel so fullllll. Ohhhhhhhhh Ohh god. My babies gotta come out. I feel them inside me. It’s crowning! I’m laying an egg! Ah ah fuckkkkk . Oh Fuckkkkkkkkkk.”

The creature presses hard on the egg sac. The man screams, curling in half to clutch his vulnerable womb, but his cock spews the first egg under a fountain of sperm. The second comes with a few more pushes. The man tries to hold his aching ballsack as more and more eggs are forced from his sensitive cock.

“I’M GIVING BIRTH THROUGH MY COCK. MY BABIES ARE BEING BORN!”

The creature is pleased it chose a good incubator. All the eggs are healthy and viable.

The man thrust his hips into the air as the last egg struggles to make it’s way through his shaft. His balls are a deflated mass of skin, but he doesn’t care. Small spurts of semen fly as the man struggles to lay the last egg.

“It feels sooooo good. Ahhhhahhah So Good. So good. I’m pushing. I’m pushing. Oh God, my baby’s coming. My baby’s coming out. I’M LAYING EGGS. I’M GIVING BITH! HERE IT COMES OHHHHHHHHH SOOOOOO GOOOOOOD!”

The creature helps get the larger then usual egg moving. The other eggs are solid round balls. This one is a slightly larger oval, rare for their species, that has the man stretching his legs as far as he can as he squeals for release. “I’M LAYING EGGS. Ohhhhhh GOD! HERE IT COMES! IT’S COMING OUT! I’M CUMMING WHILE GIVING BIRTH! Oooooooooooo fuck fuck I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’M CUMMING AGAIN OHHHHH GOD!

An endless spray of cum follows the last egg. The creature counts the eggs. Twenty is a good healthy number. The man gingerly turns into his stomach, groaning as his encouraged cock brushes the bedspread, He lifts his hips as much as he can showing off his abused red asshole and the empty deflated ballsack hanging between his thighs.  Looking back at the man gently thrusting, drooling and delirious, muttering about his babies, the creature figures he could tell some of the others of his kind about the incubator.

The man is a good one.

[honeydeviant]

It’s disrespectful that I’m not being tied with my legs wide to a ritual alter by cultists summoning a massive demon to break my tiny cunt and breed me

[chubloveandeggs]

Tentacles are great who doesnt want to get grabbed by some big slimy tendrils and stripped naked, pumped full of some nice aphrodisiacs, and bred full of eggs??

[monsterfucker-mcgee-deactivated]

Something something being tied to a bed and being used and abused for days on end

Imagine your captor(s) fucking you every hour of every day and night! They’re rough, and they’re big, and they know what they want.

And what they want is simple - it’s you, of course!

They fuck you when you’re awake, and they fuck you when you’re asleep. More often than not, you’ll wake up to your captor(s) removing the dildo / plug that keeps you open and ready for them before sliding inside you and using you like a fuck puppet. 

And if your captor(s) is / are monstrous? Imagine the possibilities! Double cocks for double penetration! Cum that turns you into a dumb and mindless cock sleeve, and cum that makes sure you can’t come, but remain painfully close to the edge! Fangs dripping with saliva that lands on your skin and makes it itch! Claws that slash you open so that they can feast on your blood! 

They keep you gagged unless they want you to suck them off, and you’re always blindfolded, so you can’t see them, but have to rely on your other senses! 

BONUS POINTS if they’re, like, big and monstrous and terrifying and able to impregnate me maybe even against my will 🥰 🥰 🥰

[monsterfucker-mcgee-deactivated]

A good ol’ favourite of mine - tentacles!!

Tentacles that close over your holes with suction cups and deposit their eggs in you 🥰 Slippery and slick, they secrete a thick, foul-smelling slime that encapsulates the eggs, making sure they end up in you without any issues. 

It hurts, but the slime doubles as an aphrodisiac, so almost instantly, you’re delirious with need and arousal, and you’re whining and moaning and writhing as egg after egg is being forced into your body. 

When you birth the eggs, they’ve grown considerably bigger, and the agony you feel is immense, and yet, there’s so much pleasure coursing through you that you come with every single egg, of which there are many. 

As the last egg has been pushed out, you sigh and pant heavily, thinking it’s over. 

Instead, more tentacles begin pumping you full of eggs, and this time, there are even more than before. Your stomach bulges a little bit more with every egg, until the outline of them are clearly visible through the skin of your belly. 

This is your life now, you realize - you’ve been reduced to a broodmare for these tentacles, so long and thick that their owner gets lost in the darkness around them. 

You couldn’t be happier. 

[imagineyourepregnant]

295.6

295.6: A character is stranded alone in the wilderness and due to circumstances (magic, radiation, ancient curse, etc.) they grow an ovipositor that begins to continually lay eggs. The character’s helpless to stop the eggs from coming out but it feels so good that after a while, they don’t really mind.

Lately I’ve been super into ovipositors, so this was right up my kink alley :) Hope you enjoy, and you can refer to me as Siveen! ♥

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The jungle was vast, full of lush deep green leaves. The sound of twigs and foliage crackled underneath my boots, and the fresh air filled my lungs with the wonderful scent of the wild. It hadn’t taken long for me to get lost, despite the warnings. I had visited a village with strong beliefs of magic and ancient wisdom, studying for a report. They had told me not to wander too far, otherwise I’d succumb to the forest’s wish.

I didn’t listen, not at all. But I wasn’t dumb, I still had my gear in case this happened. A machete at my side, a large bottle of water, flint, and some protein bars in case hunting went wrong. And once it got dark, maybe a flare. I’d need a wide, open area for that, though.

I trekked on, humming a soft song to myself. While my classmates had been intimidated by the jungle, something about the sway of the trees and the overall aura here was… comforting. I felt welcome. So much so, that when I did happen to come across a clearing, the flare was the furthest thing from my mind.

Brilliant and beautiful flowers and plants sprouted from the ground at the base of a large tree, painting it in any and every color I could have dreamt of. I lost myself for a moment, walking closer to trail a hand across their petals. Beautiful.

There was a flower bud right at eye level with me, and I leaned in for a closer look. Upon inspection, it was going to be my favorite color! I had never seen a flower of this type before, and I certainly didn’t know they came in this shade… And even more surprising, was the puff of bright pollen it spat at me as it bloomed.

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[pinkkinkrelease]

Class

It was such a nice day and she was having to spend it indoors. What a drag. She stared wistfully out the window, wishing something would happen. Anything at all. Her teacher’s lecture was dull as dirt, and she was sick of taking notes. The only good thing about her history class was she had a seat right by the window, and that made it just a bit more tolerable. She had gotten permission to open the window, and the slight breeze that was carried inside was just as pleasant to enjoy.

She returned to doodling on her notes when out of the corner of her eye she noticed something slip in through the window. Thinking it must have just been a bird, she looked up to see something else entirely. Crawling in through the window was a mass of long, thick tentacles. They were a dark, dark green and were flesh and thick, throbbing as they crawled towards her.

She gasped and started to pull away when two of them latched onto her legs, holding her down. “Um! Sir!” She tried to call out to her teacher, who only glanced over briefly before making a gesture that she should return to her work. Panicked, she could do nothing as another pair pulled her legs apart as far as her school uniform skirt would let them. One of the tentacles ran up her thighs and rested at her mound. An odd liquid oozed from it’s tip, dissolving away the fabric that was in the way of the tentacle and it’s marker. Even as she tried to fight it, it pressed up against her pussy, spreading it just slightly with it’s thick, round head.

She bit on her lips to hold in a quiet moan, quickly slapping the appendage away from her mound. But the strange creature didn’t care for her warnings, and pulled away only long enough for two more to coil around her wrists, and even as she struggled the ones around her legs moved downwards so they wrapped around her ankles, holding them down against the chair legs. Another coiled across her chest, pushing in her plump breasts as it held her tightly against the chair. She tried to fight back but she was no match for the creature’s strength.

Once again the appendage slowly climbed up her legs until it came to rest at her now exposed clit. She bit at her lips as it pressed down at the nub, rubbing against it with a slow, delicate pace. Feeling panicked, she looked around the room, wondering why no one was noticing. The teacher went about his business like nothing was wrong, and her classmates were doing the same. No one was interested in her predicament, even as the creature started to draw out slow, anxious gasps. It was meticulous with it’s rhythim, rubbing it’s thick appendage in circles over her erect clit. She bit her lips to hold in the noises, shivering as it stirred her into a reluctant state of arousal.

Making sure she was thoroughly distracted, another appendage snaked up her legs, hiking her skirt up even farther. And without a moments hesitation, it dove in to her already slick hole. She cried out in shock, her walls stretching to accommodate the tentacles impressive girth. And just like that it started, thrusting into her with quick, precise movements. It rammed into her so viciously the chair rocked and she would surely be knocked over if it weren’t for the creature holding her in place.

Desperate, pleading moans filled the air as the creature pounded into her at a rapid, brutal pace. Her whole body bounced in rhythm with the animalistic jackhammering, both her pussy and her clit taking a beating she had never felt before. Even with her groans and squeals of torturous pleasure, no one in the room seemed to take notice, continuing on with the lesson as if she wasn’t even there. But she was there, and so was the creature, fucking her with such a ferocity she couldn’t take it any more and with one more strike she cried out, her body shuddering and tightening as ecstasy clouded her mind.

The creature seem excited by the development and worked even harder, piercing her aching body even faster than it had before. In no time she reached climax again, and then again, being thrown into a never-ending stream of absolute pleasure. With one final strike the creature forced itself deep into her walls before throbbing violently. And then suddenly it was like a dam bursting, a flood of warm cum flooding her body and filling her up. It came in streams, forcing her womb to stretch and tighten to take in every last drop. She screamed in absolute bliss at the sensation, her whole body twitching and rocking. She wanted more, more, and the creature seemed happy to oblige as it emptied itself of it’s seed into her welcoming body.

Finally it came to an end and the tentacle pulled from her body, leaving her gasping and her pussy twitching. Yet still no one seemed to have taken notice of the chaotic display, the teacher continuing with the lecture and the students diligently taking notes. She groaned softly as the tentacles pulled away from her, but they didn’t leave, as if waiting for something else to happen.

And she soon found out why as her stomach started to feel hot, an odd buzzing sensation spreading throughout her abdomen. At first she thought it was just from her sore womb being bloated, but she soon discovered that wasn’t the case. She watched in shock as her stomach twitched and trembled, steadily starting to swell right before her very eyes. She groaned in discomfort as her skin stretched taut and her shirt hiked up to try and accommodate the growing size. There was nothing she could do as her belly swelled larger and larger, creaking softly with it’s new weight.

From inside she could feel something kick and squirm, a sharp pain at her sides. It dawned on her that she must be pregnant, the creature using her to grow it’s latest litter. It was a slow growth, but still far faster than a pregnancy should have been. Soon the swelling came to a slow, and she stared in disbelief at her new form. She stroked the delicate skin softly, as if to make sure it was real. And sure enough it was, her round stomach smooth and taut beneath her hand. If she didn’t know any better she would say she was well on her way to having quadruplets. If this creature had any sort of gestation similar to human, it felt like she could burst at any time

Satisfied with the state of her growth-spurt, the creature started to slide away, leaving as they came - slipping back out the window. She stood up quickly - or as quickly as she possible could have in her state - and looked out the window only to see that they had disappeared completely from sight.

“Excuse me, young lady, what are you doing out of your seat?”

She quickly turned to see the teacher giving her a disapproving look, all of her classmates looking her way. “But sir- I- you see-!”

“Stop sputtering and sit back down,” he commanded with a stern frown.

She did as she was told, but had to push the desk away from her just so she could sit. It was unbelievable! How could they not have noticed any of that? How could they have not noticed her stomach? But they didn’t and it seemed like they wouldn’t any time soon. Feeling rather hopeless on the matter, she sighed and looked towards the chalkboard, paying attention to the teacher’s lecture.

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Monster Fantasy: My Student the Tentacle Monster

Once her was asleep in my class. This was the fourth day in a row, that this he has been asleep during my lessons.

“Mrs. Wilson!” I say with a loud yell, alerting the slumbering student to the wake world around him. “I find quite rude that you’ve decided to nap in my class once again.” I say, watching at the rest of the class starts to laugh at the rather embarrassing situation for the poor boy. “You can see me after class for a decision in detention!”

The boy only nods his head, letting his hand down in shame as I start my lesson once again. Looking at the boy through the whole lesson, I could tell that he was mutter and grumbling about something, yet I wasn’t not going to out him again. Whatever, he had to say, would be said in private.

2:30pm

As the rest of the students file out of class, I make sure to keep a hawk like gaze on the boy that I’ve placed under my punishment.

I could see that he was still not looking me in the eyes, much like he did for most of the day. To say that it was rather sad, was understatement. However, I was not about to let his off the hook simply or looking like puppy that has gotten in trouble with it master.

As the last student left the classroom, I made sure to lock the door behind me. I look over and give the boy a sharp look, as I walk over to his desk. I grab take a seat on the desk in front of me, crossing my legs, unknowingly giving Mrs. Wilson a good view of my stocking covered legs and thighs.

“Mrs. Wilson.” I say with an authority, trying to get his attention. “You must be aware that this is the four time, you have fallen a sleep during my lessons,” I start with, only getting a grunt of acknowledgement from the boy. “Once, was excusable, but three mort time is a problem Mrs. Wilson. Do you understand?” I ask him, once again only getting a grunt as a response.

I look at the boy’s seat posture again, see that his head was still hung so low, but notice a slight tremble of his body of his body.

“Mrs. Wilson I’m going to ask you this once. Please give me a explanation or reason for you sleeping in my class.” I give the boy another sharp gaze, expecting my tone of voice to get a reaction out of him.

However, like before. I get nothing but a grunt from the boy, sound more frustrated an annoyed that before.

“Sigh~ Mrs. Wilson, you leave my no choice,” I say getting up, and walking towards my desk. “I’m going to contact you parents right now and inform them of this behavior.” I explain over my shoulder.

*Crash*

I suddenly hear the loud sound that echoed through the classroom. I turn to see that Mrs. Wilson had tipped the desk over getting up from seated spot.

Looking at the boy with wide eyes, I see that his head was still hung low. Yet, the boys whole body seemed to be trembling. Looking on I could see his hand balled into first, with the sound of heavy breathing, like that of a beast full of rage.

I give the boy a glare, knowing that this was just more behavior from an angry child with a behavior problem.

“Mrs. Wilson, I will ask that you pick that desk up, and wait calmly will I call you parents.” I say, turning back around to walk to my desk.

That’s when I heard the sound of something similar to growling, only getting louder and louder. Before I could reach my desk, I felt something strike me from behind me, forcing me to the classroom floor, in a painful heap.

I cry out in pain, as I felt something grab hold of my leg. Looking down towards my legs, I could see that it was some sort of black object that warped around my ankle, holding it in a tight vise.

Looking at the black object, I couldn’t understand what it was at first, as I took in more of the moment, I could see that it was some kind tentacle of vine. My eyes follow the dark tendril to the source, as I felt it tug on my ankle and pull me.

I could only stare in horror at the site my eyes rest on.

There standing above me, still rooted to his spot where his desk had fallen over; was Mrs. Wilson. I look at his still hung down head, and trembling arms. Yet, what made me nearly scream; was the black tendril slither from the boys back side, still pulling me towards him.

I could hear his heavy breathing getting louder, and more beastly with every moment. I quickly turn myself around, trying to grab one of the tables, desperate to get out to the boys hold. This would only be fruitless; as I felt another black tendril, this time feeling a lot more wet then the order grab hold of my other leg.

“M-Mrs. Wilson! What is the mean of this!” I scream out loud, as I look over my shoulder and see more black tendrils rip out of shirt and slither from behind him. “W-what. A-are you?” I say in fear, as the boy raises his head and looks right at me.

For the first time today, I looked into the eyes of the boy I called Mrs. Wilson. Yet, they were not the normal light blue that I had seen so much. Instead his eyes were a deep and sinister looking crimson red; that my skin crawl in terror.

I look up at the number of tendrils that seemed to slither out from his back, each one covered in some kind of ooze, that dripped from the tips of the tendrils. I watch as the tentacles move towards my form, grabbing hold of my arms and pressing them behind my back.

“Ahhhhh! Whatever you are! Stop this at once!” I scream out loud, hoping that whatever Mrs. Wilson was now. Would hear my voice.

However, I got my answer quickly when the more tendrils began to slither around my body. Making my clothing wet with the slime that cover them. I try desperately to thrash and wiggle around. Only to feel the tentacle around my arms and legs get tighter. I wince in pain, clenching my teeth as the tendrils continue to assault my body.

“Mrs. Eeek! Wilson!” I scream out, as I felt the tendrils slither under by sweater top and start caress my soft mounds. “Ahhhhh~ P-please! I won’t Ahhh~ call your parents! I’ll- Moppphh!” My moan filled bargaining was suddenly interrupted by another black tendril, now forcing it way into my open mouth.

I let out a choked and muffled scream, as the black and slimly tentacle pushed further and further into my mouth, sliding past my tongue and pushing down to my throat. I start to cry, as I feel the pain of having this thick tendril slither into my throat.

I let out another muffled cry, as I felt the lower half of my body being exposed to the cool air of the classroom. I could feel the other tendrils, pulling my pencil skirt up, and leaving wrapped around my waist. The only things that were left on my lower half were my stockings, and panties.

I soon felt those being ripped open, as the tentacles grabbed hold of my panties next and tore them away; making my let out another muffled scream of terror.

As the tentacle in my throat continued to thrust in and out like a piston, I could hear from behind me; and child like laugh. Yet, this wasn’t laughter. It was the almost sinister laughing of whatever this creature Mrs. Wilson was.

The creature’s tendrils moved quickly to my exposed rear, slither against my large posterior. I shiver, and even moan a little; feeling the wet tendrils slither against the skin of my ass cheeks. I quiver and pant as the tentacle tease, and poke at my pussy and anus.

I knew what was going to happen next, I knew and tried to brass myself for what was about to happen to me. Yet, this was a waste of mental thought, as I felt the tendrils of this wicked monster penetrate my pussy and asshole without hesitation.

The muffled screams that echoed through the classroom, I could only image would be heard by any passer by to the classroom.

Yet, as this monster tentacles started to push deeper and deeper into my womanhood, and stretch and push into my ass, with little resistance thanks to the slime that covered them. No person came by, and soon I knew now would any time soon.

The beast that was Mrs. Wilson started to fucked my pussy and ass within minutes of feeling comfortable, thrusting the thick and pulsating appendages inside me; making me his plaything in just minutes.

I moan and scream, feeling the tendrils thrusting deep inside me, without mercy. The pain, the burning, the pleasure. All of these feeling splashed around my body, like a child playing in a bath tube. I felt my mind turn to mush, slowly slipping away and falling into the ecstasy of sexual pleasure.

However, I try to keep a little bit of my mind intact. I make one last attempt to free my self from the tentacles, getting the strength to kick and the tendrils that coil around my ankles. I hear the sound of wincing, believing that I’ve hurt this monster.

I should have known better however, as the monster lets out a heavy growl from the mouth of Mrs. Wilson.

My resistance was met with an angry and beastly response, as I felt more tentacle coil around my legs. This time keep them locked together and forcing my ass into the air; pushing the tendrils that were still inside my even deeper than before.

In that moment, I felt another wave of pain and pleasure much like before surge through me again. I soon felt fuller and even more slithering inside me then before, as this monster force more of its tentacles into my wet snatch and asshole.

At this point I felt the last bit of my resolve wash away, as my body was being assaulted from every one of my holes. The multiple tentacles thrusted at their own speed and paces, with some thrusting right into my womb, and other just teasing the edges of my cunt; doing same to my asshole as well.

I felt my eyes roll back into my head, as the last rational thoughts of resistance vanished with the continuous waves of pleasure from this monster’s ravenous sexual assault on my body.

It didn’t take long for the monster to reach is limit, along with my own. I felt many mind-blowing orgasms as the beast continued to rape my holes for what seemed like an eternity. Yet, I knew that end was going to be something beyond imagination.

I heard the monster grunt and moaning, as the it pulled the many tentacles that once filled my wet snatch, leaving it gaping and wide open. I try to turn my head, with the tentacle still stuffed into my mouth and throat. Looking over my shoulder, I look with misty, watery eyes at what was between its legs.

Although it had the shape of a human male’s cock. Its size was what made it inhuman in so many ways. It girth was like that of a thick arm, its length must have been nearly 10” or 12” at least, and it was covered in that same slime like the black tendrils.

I moan out loud, as I felt the bulbus head of this monster cock push against my gaping folds. When the monster pushes its enormous length into my wet snatch, my felt my world come alive; as the thick cock spread and stretch my cunt wide and deep at the same time.

Soon the beast pushed the rest of is cock into my body, its shame and size present in the deformed bulge that formed in my stomach. When it began to thrust, I lost it at that point, as the tentacle in my mouth and ass, started to thrust into me as well.  

No longer was I thinking like a human being. I was just an animal, or even just an object to this creature, as it thrusted without mercy. Its grunting and growling filling the room, the heat of his sexual desires emanated against my body and filled the area around us in a haze of sexual odors. The wet juices from my holes pooled around my hog-tied body.

All I could do was just let the monster have its way, let it continue to fuck me like no other being had ever done to me. My eyes were in the back of my skull, while my tongue lolled out of my mouth, with the tendril still slide against it.

I was in a world on the edge of sexual bliss, getting closer and closer; as the monster continue to thrust into my inner core, with is inhuman cock.

Finally, I felt it. The end.

The tendrils that invaded my ass, along with the tendril in my mouth started to swell up and pulsate more there. I felt the lack of air effecting my, making my body slowly go limp. I let chocked, and gagged noises, as the beast continued to thrust into me faster and harder; until it let out a loud and thunderous moan.

The orgasm that came next, was joined with the hot sensation of the monster’s seed firing into my body. I can’t believe the sensation that surges through my body was simply too much, as I felt the monster semen fill my womb, stomach and throat.

It was thick, hot, and slimy. Its smell made whatever consciousness I had left go crazy, as I felt the tendrils continue to pump the hot mess into my body.

When the its was over, I could not feel any strength in my body. I feel myself slipping out of consciousness, as the tentacle from this monster start to leave my holes. I feel the fullness of throat leave, along with my asshole next; with the monster massive cock leaving me cum soaked snatch next.

As cum leaked out of my gapping holes, I was left on the classroom floor. My mind was gone, and my body was broken by this creature. I look through a hazy site, as the creature step towards the classroom door, pulling is appendages back into its body.

I watch the creature turn its head to look down at me, then without saying a word vanish out into the hallway; leaving me a cum soaked and broken mess.

I lay there on the cum soaked floor, my tongue lolling out a licking the cum from the ground.

With a smile on my face; I lose consciousness.

The End

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Beast in the Woods

a/n: hi! i also wrote haunted house and anniversary gift, this is my first time submitting with an alias! i recently made a blog to showcase my stuff at @tumtimetime though its currently a bit empty at the moment. this is hopefully a part one! i intend to write more later uwu

She shouldn’t have gone out at night.

Everyone always whispered quiet rumors about the woods around here, about the shadows that crept in the moonlight, about the girls that went in and never came back, drawn by some devilish siren’s song. They warned her.

She didn’t listen.

Her bare feet stepped through the forest floor, the plush undergrowth and fallen leaves crunching underfoot as she gingerly stepped over tree roots, fallen logs, patches of odd-looking mushrooms. She didn’t know where exactly she was going, but it felt right. This felt right. The cool wind blew softly around her, blowing long locks of silver-blond hair and a dainty white nightdress, beneath which was only bare, milky skin.

She shuddered at the coolness, breathing in the sweet scent she followed, feeling her nipples harden beneath her dress as her mind wandered with anticipation. What might she find out here? What could there be that drew all those other girls out before her? She didn’t know, but she was eager to find out.

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Request Fill 251.8 - Jelly Babies

Request Fill: 251.8 – “A story where someone is laying eggs(i don’t really have a preference for where they came from, just that they were put into them) but as they’re laying they realize the eggs are still slowly growing. They have to lay the eggs before they get too big to do so. (Please no death/gore. Thank you”

hello, this is my first contribution to iyp after years of lurking. it’s a bit long, but i wanted to take the opportunity to hit all my personal kinks. please enjoy ♥

-tkc ✌

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You’re young—in your early twenties—, alone, and heavily pregnant.

It’s only been three short months since the ‘Incident’—the exact details of which elude you from behind a dense curtain of arousal and alcohol—and that brief amount of time has not been wasted. Your once lithe and small body has been fully transformed into the picture of fertility. Now, you are heavy and swollen with offspring in the form of dozens and dozens of soft, squishy eggs. Your belly looms in front of you, large and tight and heavy; packed to the brim with young, skin shiny and thin from the massive stretch. It nearly covers your lap with its weight and girth.

Angry red and purple stretch marks mar your sides from the sheer size of your belly ballooning out in front of you, and you rub them gingerly. Days ago, your womb had sat high, just under your ribs, enough that you couldn’t breathe. Now it has dropped, the full weight of twenty-odd eggs sitting right in your hips, forcing your legs constantly apart around your globe of a stomach. Your back curves like a card under pressure, and you wonder how much longer you can go before it snaps.

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