[fuzzybubbledaydreams]

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18+ INTERACTION ONLY.

NO MINORS HERE. Thank you.

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✰ Jasper - 1997 - it/its

✰ Stuff that doesn't rlly fit with my main nsfw blog lol

☆ Standard DNI applies, obviously.

☆ No interaction from detrans "kinks", but especially not from any misogyny or race "kinks".

✰ trans-masc who also wants to be a caricature of a bimbo. what a combo. thanks universe for that one.

☆ Asks are welcomed. Tell me about how you'd corrupt me into a milky cow. Or an eager to please dog. An incubator. Whatever.

☆ I have a very bad habit of throwing posts into my drafts, only to forget about em and then reblog em days/weeks/months/etc later. Sorry if you get a notif for that sort of thing. Oops lol

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[redcherie4]

When he gropes your tiddys any time he want

[titchicks]

[fashioncarsandbitches]

[wastedwaifu]

[ashes2caches]

the weed that makes you horny isn’t enough. i need the weed that makes your breasts swell and start to lactate.

[xxfifxrxx5]

[growth-opportunities]

your post about being fully immobilized by your tots, them being so large your grinding against them to get off?? ummm 😳😳😳

It's a powerful idea, isn't it? Surrounded by all that softness, that sensitive sensuality, having it become the central focus of your entire life to the point where you can't help rocking your hips against your own enormous, immobilizing tits.

Hmmm, maybe it's too powerful. Maybe we shouldn't think about it.

We probably shouldn't think about how it would feel to have your mobility stripped away bit by bit, succumbing to the growing weight of your own swelling breasts.

Probably shouldn't think about how, even long before then, your tits were the first thing people noticed about you and now, as you find it increasingly impossible to keep them covered or even drag them from room to room, your tits are the only thing people notice about you.

Probably shouldn't think about how it feels to be on top of them, watching the space around you continually be filled by more and more soft, sensitive flesh, until all you can see is your own body, your own skin, your own tits.

And definitely should think about that first time, that accidental moment when your leg slipped into your cleavage and you slid down and suddenly your most sensitive parts were forced against the plush swell of your breast, the sudden wave of pleasure instantly addicting, desire overpowering shame as you give in and keep going, knowing how lewd and depraved it is but, fuck, it feels so fucking good and you can feel every thrust, every impact spread out over the sea of sloshing tit around you.

Yeah, best not to think about that. Wouldn't want you to become obsessed with the idea of fucking your own tits, right? Wouldn't that be terrible.

[bimbophi]

sketch got away from me so now its a sequence. she turned into her fursona

[blissfullyblank3]

[follow-fatguarddog-deactivated2]

There's something about sex toys that alter your mind and/or body without you really noticing because it's just feels so good

Like a plug that dumps a load in you every hour and widens your hips, or a wand that makes you dumber every time you use it, just more good reasons to give in to pleasure and pleasure alone

[stillconstantlygrowing]

Truly the one and only GOAT.

Tribute to the best, Hitomi tanaka. (with a couple of morphs at the end, cause who wouldn't want huge to be even bigger.)

If you have any growth content featuring her, please send them to me!

[bimbophi]

drain out all the tomboy and replace with bimbo

[besuggestion]

taking something everyday that's supposed to slowly grow your chest, but you get impatient and take a bunch at once,,, at first it feels really strange, and then you feel so incredibly turned on that you can't do anything but immediately start playing with yourself, as your chest starts to grow bigger, and bigger, busting out of your clothes and spilling over your arms and feeling so tingly and hot and sensitive, you take one hand and start playing with your nipple as you grow and it makes you come immediately. but you're still painfully turned on, so you do it again, and again, and again, and again until you're just a sticky heap of cum and milk on the floor, but your hand can't stop so you keep cumming, over and over and over~

[bimbophi]

Bimbony GF playing dumb that she used to run a country in a kids show and just really wants to casually fuck in the Plotsberg starbucks breakroom.

[monsterfuckerconfessions]

Been going crazy lately about being your average, plucky, caving adventurer. Down into the dungeons to find... whatever!

It's been quite a few hours since you began—maybe even a day already!—and you're starting to get exhausted. You light a fire and unfurl your bedroll before grabbing a pot and a water skin to heat up a little kettle. Normally you wouldn't bother, but the thought of going to bed that sweaty after hours of hiking through stuffy caves and hallways is too disheartening. You take off your armor first and it hits the stone floor with a clink, then remove your underclothes and place them beside your armor in a neatly-folded pile. You have a cloth from your pack that you wet with the water from the kettle, now pleasantly warm from the fire, and begin to wash off all the grime from your trekking.

You don't feel it at first, initially mistaking that cold, wet sensation for the cooling water running down your legs, but then you feel your leg get enveloped by that chilled sensation. It's a slime, large and blue and extending a loose sort of foot toward you like an amoeba. The creature is slick against your skin with a subtle firmness that reminds you of gelatin. It shifts the swell of mass toward your body before you can pull away, quickly swallowing your other ankle and knocking you off balance with a scream. You don't want to be digested by this thing!

You writhe in its grip as it engulfs your legs, spread open by the force of it's movement. Your hands are useless against the surface, only getting stuck in the goop despite your struggling. Panic sets in, and you feel your skin at the ankles begin to tingle as it reaches your torso. You can't help but begin to cry as you prepare for the slow and painful death you've heard about from so many others.

...But instead of continuing to swallow you, it stops. You sniffle. The slime starts to sort of... convulse a little, making your skin tingle even more, but then you feel an odd pressure at your entrance. Your eyes widen. You can see inside the warped fluid of its body that it is becoming slightly cloudy in the center, and suddenly you're breached by a force that makes you gasp.

The volume of the slime wobbles as it continues trying to force itself past your entrance, making you feel more full than you've even been in your life. Somehow it feels as though it is gliding into you and inflating at the same time, and it fucks into you mercilessly until you're well and truly loose and practically drooling from the treatment. Your mind is hazy and clouded, and you realize you love how it feels, opening your legs up even more to the creature. It finally settles with a soft quiver.

You think it might be done, but from your position on your back you can't see the bundle of solidifying orbs forming in its nucleus. It's not until you feel them move against your stretched hole that you realize its implanting eggs withing you. You struggle, but you've nowhere to go while trapped in the slime. You cry out when one of the eggs moves past your hole, throwing your head back, but it pays no mind and only continues. By the time it's through, you're a bloated, flushed, shaky mess, and sweatier than when you started.

It begins to pull away and you let out an uneasy sigh of relief. Your wrists and stomach are wet from some sort of mucus on its surface. When it pulls away from your hole you somehow feel empty despite the eggs bloating your stomach a little. You're too exhausted to move as it slides away into the dark.

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[eggedbellies]

imagine theres a slime monster living in your walls, you only noticed it bcuz sometimes it stays in one spot too long and you need to repaint ceiling due to water damage. you dont really mind, it doesnt leave the wall wet so there's no mold, and you dont have ppl come over often, the ones that do dont question why you have new stains on the ceiling every month.

obviously it likes warm places so its easy to placate during the winter you moved in since you're also cold, so turning the heat up keeps it happy and hiding.

but then the summer comes and it gets too cold from the ac, it finds the bathroom is much warmer when you're taking a shower. slowly with every shower you take it gets more comfortable being in plain sight, moving from in the wall, to the cabinet, to laying the floor, pressed against the outside of the tub. you never notice bcuz of your opaque shower curtain and it always hides when you get out, lingering nearby until the heat and steam finally fade. going back to the attic or the side of the house the sun hits thats only barely warm enough.

then one day you decide to have a self care day and take a bath, you have your laptop set up to watch movies and maybe a little wine to sip on. your slimey house mate coming to hang out but staying hidden since the curtain isn't pulled.

the lights are dim tho so it decides to test how close it can get to the tub without being seen. apparently pretty damn close bcuz you don't notice him until hes perched on the edge of the tub. you're shocked for a moment but don't really care, maybe he's dried out you do keep it kind of cold, you'll turn the ac down a bit when you get out and maybe leave him somewhere to stay warm.

after a couple more movies you decide to get out, not noticing that the slime moved hours ago, and start to drain the tub. you feel something frantically grip your thighs and try to get up but slip a little further in the tub causing it to press again your hole to start away from the drain.

you realize it's probably the slime afraid to go down the drain and reach forward to plug it back up, but having found an escape and being forced even closer it presses into you. you let out a startled moan and try to scramble out, but once you've got your legs out of the water and try to grab the slime, it slips thru your fingers.

and now its found a much warmer place to hide from the cold air, it slithers into you further, you collapse to your knees, and further, your sure itll never come out, and still goes further.

you finish out the summer with your housemate living in you, its normal to you now, it doesnt bother you at all just like living in the house it mostly keeps to itself. your tummy is a little bloated which is fine by you. you always enjoyed having a little fat on you so you arent going to complain about looking a little bigger.

winter comes and the heat is on and you're hiding under a heated blanket and a heating pad for good measure, your so damn cold blooded but all the ways to get comfy in the winter make it better. soft bkankets and warm fires. and one day you notice theres a bit of shifting in you. you dont pay attention to it until it starts moving downward and think about your housemate that moved into you all those months ago. it moves further down until its just barely sticking out of you and hangs out there.

outside you may be warmer now but its enjoying how wet the inside of your body is. but fuck you wish it would move. you feel so full with him just. casually hanging out in you.

i've been hoarding this post for so long and now everyone gets to see it