let's play a special game called "fleshlight." it's where I give you medicine that makes you fall asleep and then I jerk myself off with your limp unconscious body

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let's play a special game called "fleshlight." it's where I give you medicine that makes you fall asleep and then I jerk myself off with your limp unconscious body
The poll I put up a few days ago is still going but I saw that the people want pussy hypnosis, so pussy hypnosis I have made. I was not expecting to crank out an over 30 min, 3.8k word script when I threw the idea out there, but, uh, inspiration hit. I hope you all enjoy.
This is an intense script meant to trigger gender dysphoria for masochistic purposes. I wrote it with the intent of creating a sensory experience within the trance, rather than implanting lasting triggers or suggestions. This is not "hypnosis that makes you a girl," and it's not hypnosis meant to influence how you feel outside of the trance state.
Read the "Read Me" file in the folder before listening and for more details about the file.
Everything is in the Proton Drive folder (see reblogs)
It looks like breast and pregnancy hypnosis are going to tie for 2nd place, so if you enjoy this one and want me to make those next, let me know! They probably won't be quite as long.
Me and my big bro have this wonderful game called "closed legs". He insert his dick between my legs and grinds on my cuntāand I can't open my legs because...
"If you open your legs, I'll fuck you and cum inside."
So I do my best to endure, but... My panties are very thin, I feel his precum mixing with mine, his cock head grinding against my clit... I cum over and over, but I won't open my legs.
Until I couldn't. One day he made me cum so good that my body twitched, then I accidentally opened my legs and big bro slid his dick inside me!
Gosh... He fucked me senseless. Uff...
iām a big fan of the concept of a man that is obsessed with my tits and consequently makes it his goal to desensitize me to them so he can take advantage.
like⦠every time i come over, the first thing he does is grope me through my shirt and make a face when he realizes iām binding. he fusses about how uncomfortable it must be and how heās worried about my health until i feel compelled to take my binder off to appease him. itās whatever, i tell myself. iām not that dysphoric anyways.
from there on out his hands are under my shirt playing with my tits more often than not. no matter what weāre doing, heāll idly have a hand slipped down my collar, or a finger tweaking my nipple, or just outright play with them while we talk. he tells me he likes them, but also vehemently assures me that he still sees me as a man. i donāt question him.
yet i can tell heās staring at them when i move, watching the way they bounce when i get overly excited. itās opportunistic and frankly perverse, but a part of me loves the attention ā and really, itās just nice to get a break from binding.
so i deliberately start choosing not to wear a binder when i come over, reaching for old bras instead. i opt for lower cut tops, shirts that make my tits look nice. i rationalize it by telling myself itās more comfortable, and thereās no harm in looking good.
heās obviously pleased with my choices. iām showered with love and seemingly unrelated compliments at a significantly higher frequency when my tits are out. he picks up the habit of commenting on women with nice tits, joking that heās always been a boob guy and that a girl with a āgood rackā is a massive turn-on. i begin to wonder if i am included in that category.
it doesnāt take long for his behaviour to shift during sex once he knows iām accustomed to attention being given to my tits. hesitant brushes quickly morph into shameless groping, and it doesnāt take long until iām on my knees naked looking up at him while he jerks off to the sight of them.
itās only when heās balls deep inside my pussy, eyes trained on my tits bouncing up and down as he thrusts, that he letās the words āgood girlā slip out of his mouth, sandwiched in between praise for how gorgeous my body is and how horny it makes him just to watch them. and itās only then that i realize i donāt care if he perceives me as a woman ā itād been a while since i even tried to dress like a man around him. itād been a while since i wanted to.
he finishes inside me and tells me that he hopes i get pregnant, because he wants my tits to get bigger. i just nod.
words cannot express how badly i want someone to have their way with me, no matter how much i cry or struggle.
i need to be restrained and forcibly stripped so my body is accessible ā my tits, pussy, ass & hips all on display to be groped and played with. i need to be told to shut the fuck up and take it while a cock is shoved in my mouth repeatedly, hitting the back of my throat until iām gagging and crying for them to be just a little more gentle, please - pleading that is quickly cut off with a load of cum shot into my mouth.
i need to be fucked without any prep or lube, completely raw and with no regard for how i feel, just a glorified sex doll to be used and discarded after iāve served my purpose. i want to feel the moment iām filled with my rapistās cum, and i want to lay there afterwards, violated, as it slowly drips out of my pussy.
trusted friend who invites me over for drinks. iām a clumsy drunk so after a few i end up spilling my drink all over my boy clothes. my female friend letās me borrow some of her clothes while mine are in the wash. i end up topless since she insisted my chest needed a break from the constant constriction and iām too drunk to argue. now iām sitting on her bed in nothing but frilly panties and a miniskirt. sheās unable to take her eyes off me while babbling about waiting for something to kick in. suddenly i find myself rocking back and forth against her mattress unable to help myself. my tits bouncing and jiggling with each rock. āsuch a pretty thing you are all dolled up. my drunk little bimbo. you make it so easy.ā
sheāll reach out to grope my tits. iām unable to stop myself from arching into her hands. iāve never been this sensitive before. āmoaning like a whore already? itās only natural. youāve been living that fantasy of being a boy for years now subjecting your female body to something itās not⦠and just look at how quickly you responded when given a girly stimulant! a girlās brain is her pussy after all.ā she pushes my skirt up to expose the soaking wet panties she had me borrow. i squirm but she only pulls them down and starts playing with my clit. cooing the entire time about how iāll make the cutest little girlfriend.
itās not long before iām begging for her to be inside of me. sheāll lay me back on her bed and lift my skirt up. my legs will open automatically and sheāll pat my cunt all proud. it takes her a moment to put on her strap and sheāll force my mouth open to lube it up. ācāmon pretty girl. open up for mommyās strap. she knows just how tight your little cunnie is so you better get it nice and wet. okay princess?ā iām too horny to argue so iāll wrap my tongue around her strap and lube it up with my spit.
finally she pulls it out of my mouth and slaps my face with it. a wet thunk has her satisfied. so sheāll finally fill me with her strap and fuck me nice and hard. her hips bruising into mine with each thrust. ālook at you sweetie. youāre no man. just my sweet girl. isnāt that right? mhm. good girl! youāre my little lesbian⦠no? babygirl look at yourself sweetie. this isnāt how a man has sex and you know it. itās time to stop pretending. you wanna have cummies? say youāre mommyās little girl. cāmon⦠attagirl! see how easy that was.ā as i squirt all over her strap further proving her point.
that morning i wake up naked in her bed. the memories of last night flooding my head. iāll try and tell her that i was just drunk. it was a mistake. but sheāll produce a camera that had recorded everything. either i become her lesbo girlfriend or sheāll post it on all of my social medias.
Mouth on bulge through the fabric. You agree. Reblog
tonight iām thinking about how having a pussy is inherently kind of degrading.
thereās no way to prevent a man from sliding his cock or fingers into me. it doesnāt matter if iām not wet, spit will do. after all, my pussy is literally a hole designed to easily receive.
i canāt do anything to someone else, but a man can spend however long he wants fucking me. he can cum inside me and permanently alter my body. iām built for his pleasure.
even my orgasms are for his benefit. if i cum, i clench, and then my hole just feels better for him.
iām not designed to be taken seriously. iām not designed to be an equal. iām designed to be fucked into submission and bred.
The first thing you notice when you wake up, is the heat.
A warm, heavy body draped over your back, settled between your legs. A thick, meaty cock settled deep inside you, twitching occasionally.
Panic overwhelms your poor sleepy brain, but before you can make a noise, a big hand clamps over your mouth. To your horror, you realize the cock inside you is soft, and the space between you two is sticky. āShhh baby, daddyās got you, itās okay.ā
The soreness in your lower back and cunt was starting to become obvious as he started to move, his cock hardening, growing inside you as he humped you.
āStay quiet for daddy, Iām not nearly done with you yet.ā Pulling out fully, he pushed his fat tip against your gaping hole, pushing back in slowly. Groaning the whole way. Giving you no time to adjustā why would he? Youāve already taken at least two of his loads. You can take another.
Just stay still and be a good little hole.
To the little brothers out there:
I would absolutely flip you on your back while youāre asleep and cover your mouth as I rape you awake. You would make a great fleshlight for your big brother as you squirm and cry under me ā”
Had to ban the phrase ātricky dickā from my classroom during watergate lesson because saying the word dick in front of 30 fifteen year olds is like lighting a bomb and throwing it through the doorway but now theyāre just calling him Richard the Treacherous like theyāre all medieval peasants. gonna lose it
Dad that can barely even wait for us to get through the front door. I knew what I was in for so I tried to make a run for my room but couldn't. The moment that front door closed I was on the floor. My panties aren't even halfway down my thighs as he fucks me.
His cock is stretching my poor cunt in ways I should be used to by now. He's desperately fucking into me like he's never been inside. His grunts and moans are loud, obvious to anyone who walks by. If someone does they wouldn't even think he's doing this to his daughter.
He's manhandling me into any position he wants me in on that floor. Cock ramming into me like he's on a time limit. Forcing orgasms out of his poor daughter. Let's out the loudest moan when he slams his cock deep into me a couple final times. Makes sure he paints all of my insides with his cum and keeps fucking it into me. Kissing my forehead and telling me I was good daughter for taking it. Ignoring the fact that we both know I tried to run. Telling me to get up and help put away the groceries we got.
I don't get the chance to clean up as I get up. Body shaking as I go to pull my panties back up but he stops me. Telling me to take them off completely and give them to him. Having to put away groceries with cum dripping down my thighs. Every time I bend over to get something he can see the mess he left behind. That only leads to me getting taken all over again on the kitchen floor. Trying to put everything away knowing if I don't he'll do it again and again until I have an excuse to leave.
overeager slightly pathetic top in obvious loud ecstasy pounding away and unwilling overwhelmed and trembling bottom who should not be nearly as drenched as they are
Dad throatfucking his son, groaning about how tight his unwilling throat is as he gags and pushes at his hips, burying his sonās face into his crotch just to watch how he panics, how the tears well in his eyes as he starts to choke on his cock, swallowing, gagging, barely able to breathe all while he looks up for pity that he isnāt going to get.
Really normal about throatfucking.
Beware the ācome smoke a little with your dadā to sitting in dadās lap while he ruts his cock deep inside you like an animal pipeline
dad telling me āway to go, champā and ruffling my hair after he fucks my throat, still on my knees
beware of the helping your son transition to helping him measuring his bottom growth to comparing his bottom growth to a fully grown penis to slowly rubbing your leaky tip into his and lamenting about how long it has been since his mom left and how hard it's been all alone to calling him such a brave boy for taking his dad all the way to the balls and how proud he's made you to forgetting to pull out and knocking him up pipeline.