a gross man's hyper kink writings

30. A place to write my more wretched thoughts. Block but please just move on. Everything here is pure fantasy, nothing more. I'll list topics and kinks in pinned.

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Kinks and Fantasies I'll explore here:

Monster/bug fucking, hyper insertion, inflation, body expansion/corruption, pregnancies and birth, general hyper things. I'll discuss smeg and piss as well as other unsanitary themes like garbage and strange object insertion. Possibly vore on occassion. More triggering materials listed undercut, be advised.

Abortion, beast fucking, cnc/rape play, incest (sons and daughters are 18+ in my stories, boy/girl are just convenient descriptors and kinda cutesy to me), mind breaking, prolapse, there's more but I'm bad at lists

There may be more elements at times, I'll try to tag accordingly or put things undercut. Stay safe and again this is FANTASY. Cannot stress that enough given the impossible physics of most of this.

I never thought this blog would get this much attention lol. Please have some kind of age indicator in your pinned or bio before following. If you get blocked and aren't sure why, that's probably why.

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Bout to write one more absolutely filthy post but I busted my nut so✌️

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Seeing someone at the bus stop with like three or four leashed dogs but wait no one of the "leashes" is actually an umbilical cord attached to a pup that just slid out or that dude's cunt like it was nothing and he's just sitting there dumb and shivering from pleasure while the older mutts all get massive boners and damn you're gonna wanna pull out your phone for this next part <3

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Need a dad who hates my boyfriend just because he's a dog, literally, and we fuck 24/7 even in front of him, and I'm full of his litters and promise to marry his knot and give birth around the house to pups that mature in like a week and let them fuck me just like their dad and my t-dick is a knotted dog cock now too because of the high level of exposure to virile mutt nut and no matter how often I make dad watch me and my boyfriend breed he still just doesn't "get it".

So like, I tie him down on the bed in his drugged sleep and wake him up to my tapered pup cock grinding all over his face while I moan like a slut, puppies kicking aggressively in my womb that's basically crushing his head as I grind harder and harder until my dick is raping his virgin throat and my boyfriend is breeding his asshole and turning it inside out (just like he did mine <3) with his knot and my oldest pups are trying to fuck him too or at least coat him in thick ropes of doggie ball snot and I ask him shit like, "Hey dad, what do you like more? Choking on your son's modded dog knot, or your grandpuppies genuine hybrid doggie dicks molesting you?" and of course, he doesn't answer because he's a little bitch that passed out like two strokes in, but I know when he wakes up, he'll totally stop hating on my bf because he'll be just as in love with his breeder balls as I am and after three or four rounds with all his new family his own cock will turn into a proper dog prick with a fat, veiny knot.

Just swirling my tongue around the head, I can already feel it tapering more and more <3333333

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At the club hoping for a hook up but everyone is so turned off and distracted by the massively pregnant slut dancing around in her skimpy outfit, baby belly hanging out and bouncing obnoxiously as she shakes her ass for everyone to see.

So. Fuck it. If no one else wants to fool around it seems pretty obvious, she's game. Why else would she be out here acting like this? Baby daddy must have pissed her off or something.

So, when she heads towards the restrooms I follow her, not like a creep or some shit! It's just quieter over here and I just wanna drop a line or two and see if she bites. Of course, I wait outside in the hall until she slips back out and when she does, I get two words out before she has me by the collar and starts dragging me in women's room!

I stutter and gape at here because, hello?? I probably shouldn't be in here, but I forget to argue that once my pants are around my ankles and her swollen, puffed-up cunt is smearing slick all over my hardening cock. I'll be so for real, knocked up folks aren't usually my deal but damn, I didn't know cunts got this plush and meaty when people got bred and shit! Or like... is it just this chick? Well, whatever, I think anyone in my position would be dtf after feeling something like this.

Not only was I unaware that pregnant pussies were like that, but I've never heard of aborting a fetus by cock... like, maybe as a joke, but that's not a real thing... so I thought...

She engulfed my dick in a way I've never experienced; it set something off in me. I was grabbing her, trying to fold her in half despite her big baby bump, through my hips against her ass with bruising force -fuck- and it wasn't enough! I've never been this hard before- I've never felt this big before! I felt like I was hitting things inside her I'd only ever dreamed about, and it just made me need more. I felt frustrated, feral, like I wasn't in my right mind... and then she slipped.

She slipped on the puddle forming under us and landed hard on the filthy restroom floor, of course, her belly broke her fall... A tiny, shrinking voice in the back of my mind shrieked to slow down, at least check in... but my dick screamed at me to lay my full weight on her, make more pressure, more stimulation for my own pleasure... I slammed my cock inside her with so much force I finally started to feel some semblance of satisfaction. But I wasn't done... I think she passed out, but I'm not fucking done---!!

My teeth were grinding hard against each other, frothy drool bubbling from my lips as I grimaced, eyes rolled back so far the whites are all you could see, I was a man possessed, stripped of my sense and left with animalistic need, a desire I couldn't name until it finally happened!!!

A gush of liquid splurted out of her, hot and sticky, more than just cum and I knew it. I still wasn't thinking, but I could feel it, I eliminated some pussy's inferior brat and was gonna pump her womb full of my own!!! Is that what I'm doing? Is that why it feels so fucking good?! Shouldn't I stop? I don't want to be a dad, said the tiny voice in my head, drowned out by my dick's natural desire to breed this slut, breed every slut-! No... not just any hole with legs, I wanna breed pregnant pussy-!!! Pregnant pussy is the best and each whore I wreck should be so grateful I gave them a brat worth pushing out in nine months!!!

With that, I blow my load, the fattest, thickest load of my whole life, definitely my most potent ropes of nut sludge ever... fuck. That was crazy~! Phew~!

I pull myself off of her and she mumbles a little in her orgasm induced stupor, I think she's smiling so... this is fine probably... yeah. I gotta get out of here. My shoes squeak as I slip and catch myself a couple times before reaching a dry patch of floor and bailing fast. Glad I hadn't opened a tab yet, I need air...

I stumble out into the night, head spinning. What happened to me? Why did I do that? Why did it feel so... my mind wanders and I bite my lip... fuck that pussy was so good. So. Good. That's why I did it. And I want to do it again. My eyes widen when I catch the thought. Surely I don't mean that! Why would I ever do that again, it's a horrible thing to do... I'd feel even worse if I hadn't seen that chick throwing back drinks... she clearly doesn't give a fuck about being a mom long term so... she did seem into it. I mean my cock was kind of a monster during that, bet anyone would cum the way she did if I always fucked that hard... my dick twitch as if affirming the thought and I shook my head to clear it. Weird night. I need to get to my bed...

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I'm walking, still feeling shaky, kinda twitchy even, I'm so distracted by the weirdness in my head and body I don't even notice this dude trying to shove some shit into the backseat of his car until I basically bump into him! He stumbles hard and I have to catch him and help him stay standing.

"Shit, man, I'm sorry! I didn't- uh..." he turns to face me and bumps me with his big, rounded belly. It's so bulbous it's peeking out from his very large sweatshirt, belly button pushed out... my cock really twitches then. Shit.

"No worries, dude, I shouldn't even be out here... some bullshit..." If I wasn't so busy trying to control my racing thoughts, I may have caught how upset he sounded, but I was more focused on the way he placed his hands on his back, mid-section sooooooo heavy it was the only way he could manage to stand. Fuck. He's definitely pregnant, shit, shit, shit... don't pop a boner right now, c'mon, c'mon-!!

I'm sweating bullets, dick hardening against my thigh, I just came like ten minutes ago! I never recover this fast... I'm standing too close to this guy, and I know it, but I can't bring myself to step back- what is happening to me-

"Uhm... you okay man? You tripping on something? You're real sweaty... do you need me to call someone, or...?" My lips feel so dry no matter how many times I wet them with my tongue. He was talking, but I couldn't hear shit, my cock was throbbing painfully hard now, straining against my pants so badly I think they might- fuck, they ripped... and my cock just slapped the underside of his baby bump and- and I think I'm gonna-

"Woah! Hey! What was that...? Dude...? Uh-uhmm..." His eyes looked a little scared, but I couldn't stop now, pressing my stomach against his with my force than his reasonable, forcing him against the still open car door. "Fuck, hey, wait, what are you-"

I rip through his pants and am overjoyed to see yet another plump, wobbly cunt, so it wasn't just woman at the club. It is a pregnancy thing... and his cunt is fucking begging for it... he keeps struggling, whining about some shit I don't care about, I hush him and growl that it's okay cause he's gonna cum his brains out... I don't know why I'm so self-assured of that. In the past I often worried about my partners cumming, but as my mind fell away and I was overcome with these weird feelings again, I knew that my dick was even bigger after that last breeding, I was gonna carve out this slut's womb and leave him ruined for any other cock that isn't mine.

I began drilling him ruthlessly in that cramped backseat, pushing him into what I guess were moving boxes and some bags of clothes. There's a story there, but I don't have the brain power to give a fuck. This poor dude is unraveling just as fast as the person before him, cumming hard and then harder, and then harder as his womb seizes up with each orgasm, overwhelmed by the force of my thrusting. I'm engulfed by the same feral needs as before, this isn't enough. Fucking him senseless isn't what my dick needs.

I tug his hips and leverage them up so my full weight can piston my rape rod into his womb again and again, it's going sooooo deep now it's craaaaazy. But even better, I squeeze us into the car so that his big belly is sandwich against us chests even as our pelvis's collide and my- fuck- when did my nuts get so big??

The realization was almost enough to make me stop but just then that gush of fluid pours out of him and can feel it as his stomach loses a little volume... my eyes light up with something disturbing and wild as I bare my teeth in sick glee, hips moving faster than I thought I physically could. Feeling this man cum over and over underneath me all because I fucked some loser's brat out of him!! I bust while making the nastiest face, drool and sweat pouring off me and soaking the man below.

I peel myself off him, dick barely shrinking at all as I pull it out, my crotch utterly soaked. I chuckle mindlessly as I stumble away, leaving this man to moan and shudder uncontrollably, if he so much as touches his stomach he'll probably cum. He never did pass out though and eventually the memory of that will impress me.

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Pupmag

I've had another fantasy lately of some posh and prim boy who refuses to accept the depraved things happening around him. Maybe he's a butler hired by a rich family to take care of their slob son in whatever way he wants and he just cant bare the smell of or look or taste of him. The son obviously gets off to the disgusted scowls thrown at him, a fact his family was obviously aware of, otherwise they wouldnt have specifically chosen the guy out.

Okay yeah. ME. Do this to me.

Getting hired by some fucked up rich family. I'm a well-trained butler so I understand discretion. Hence why I got hired. These people can't have just anyone running around their home filled with very *ahem* sensitive activities. I knew there would be some... odd, happenings, but hw could I have expected this?

The first issue I faced was walking in on the two sisters in an, how else to say this... impassionate embrace... eager, drool-dripping tongues desperately seeking shelter in each other's hot, opened mouths. One woman's br-breasts pressed hard again her siblings after they had apparently lifted there tops up enough to let their ample bosoms free, fabric bunched up by their hickie littered necks and shoulder. One sister frantically fingered the other's squirting cunt, and the other fingered her sister's plush asshole as her twitching clit dribbled into her palm.

I was disgusted! I screamed at them to cease at once! The two women just looked at me and giggled, both gleefully dumping more drool onto their exposed ti- erm, bosoms, before pressing them together even harder, making them slip about obscenely. Spreading their legs wider to show me what their holes looked like after being prepped only to clench around nothing...

I ran off to tell their father whom I found grunting and sweating, teeth gritted, his glazed eyes rolled back in his head as he furiously humped his blue-ribbon winning show dog he had paid six times my wages to acquire. He had already bloated this thing's stomach to the point it touched the floor even when the large breed was standing so his still full (how?) uhhhh testicles, were making the most awful sound as they slapped the poor mutt over and over. The color in my face drained, how could this be happening! I knew I'd encounter some dubious behavior in this household, but this is ridiculous! Maybe the mother has some sense!

I knew she'd be in the stables... I ran as fast as I could, forced open the heavy wooden door and nearly fainted! There she was, getting carved out by a stallion cock comparable to the size of a small tree. I can't take this! Filth! Nothing but filth!! But just as I turn to leave, I feel something wrap over my face, an odd odor, and then-

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I wake up in the father's office, same room in which my initial interview took place. I'm cuffed to an ornate chair and on the other side is the man of the house, his cheeks red and hands shaking. He clears his throat but the quiver in his voice is obvious. What was that sound? My head is killing me...

"So... mmph, you've seen some of my families, erm, less savory habits..." I shivered. Had I seen too much? I should've known they wouldn't simply let me leave after all that. Is someone choking in the hall?? No... that sound is in the room... but-

"Therefore, you can't just be -uuunnh- fired for failing to meet our - mmmph, oooh- standards-mmph", is he... no, his hands are folded on the desk, so what's... "Listen, I'll cut you a d-deal, mmph. I had hoped you'd make a good house butler but -aah- but barring that, perhaps you can be useful to -ooooh- my son. Ugh, dad needs you throat to be tighter honey, mm, there you go~"

They have a son? I've never seen a son during my travels in the manor or on the grounds. Granted it's a large- wait dad needs what now-

My eyes are wide and confused as his lose focus, no longer caring about my presence in favor of reaching his hands down below the desk where I cannot see. He rise from his chair to swing his hips back and forth and wet slapping noise fills the room. He grunts obscenely and I look away but I can't fully escape, he's getting pleasure from- from his-

"Ooooooh, yesssss~ good slut, a good throat pussy for dad~ phew!" He crumples back into his chair and the two sisters' reveal themselves from under the desk. Or well, one seems nearly unconscious, likely the one who was... pleasuring him judging by the evidence, dribbling from her chin and resting on her breasts. Her arm slung over her siblings' shoulders as she helped her out of the room. I shake my head clear, willing myself to not imagine how they had managed to make the one woman's throat "tighter"...

I'm snapped back to my predicament when the father speaks again.

"Ermph, yes, so, phew~ Six months. Mm, you'll have six months to give my son a proper release and then you can leave here with a stellar review and connections that could take so much farther than being in the serving class the rest of your days, hm? A simple request, yes?"

My jaw is slack for a moment; I need to get out of this... and I don't see many options.

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Six months left*

So, I just have to get this brat to cum once, within a six-month window? That's almost too good to be true! I should be out of here before the end of the night! Right...?

It takes all my strength to force his door open, and I'm hit by a wall of stench I couldn't even bring myself to enter! I only stumbled forward because his father shoved me and slammed the door behind me... I hope that sound wasn't him locking- yeah, okay. It's locked...

Great... I gag a little and pull my jacket up to cover my nose. It's dim in here, and oddly hazy. The room is large, almost more like an apartment, unsurprising given the family's status. Every surface I peer at looks smeared with grease; curly strands of hairs caught in it... I'm afraid to go any further but then I feel something tickling my legs, I look down and-

Ah fuck- roaches!! They're everywhere, crawling up my legs! I start jumping and kicking, occasionally hearing the crunch of one as my feet come down on their durable bodies. I stumble, reach out to catch myself on an end table just to slip when my hand hits a slick spot, and crash to the floor. I expect to hear a *thud* but it's more like a *splat* as I slam down on something about half the length of my body... it's sticky, clinging to my front from my chin to my hips... what is this?

It's yellowy, chunky, smells like... no, oh no no no, it can't be...? I stare down at my uniform in horror, I think I've fallen onto a discarded- how do I say this-? Semen, the young master must have collected for a long time only to release it as a sizable compacted, erm, chunk... Shit, no wonder this guy can't c-uhm, relieve himself very often... if he gets this backed-up it's a wonder he can still, uhm, "produce" at all... Oh I'm so tired of this place...

The musk of this crushed up wad is so strong I can practically taste it and I feel sick... I really hope his, uh, length is better smelling than this...

I pick myself up on shaky legs and wander the rest of the room, platters and plates are strewn about, roaches and flies gathered around to eat what's left to rot. To my increasing horror the insects I spot just seem to be getting bigger the deeper I enter the space... I stumble into more chunks of semen and towels/sheets/curtains/and what I assume were a cloth for a banquet table just absolutely petrified with, ugh, moving on. With each careful step I take I get closer to the sounds of an animal grunting and maybe a tub faucet gurgling and water sloshing as it's filled? Like... if an aggressive stray was fighting off someone intending on giving it a bath? Surely that can't be right...

I peak around a corner, cautious and nauseous, afraid of what lays ahead... and there the young man is, he's sitting in some in a "gamer" chair but most of the screens in front of him are littered with porn I'm too embarrassed to describe. He's taller than I expected... and I can tell from here that all the noises I was hearing are coming from him but even so I still can't believe it. I know he's grunting but what is causing the wet, 'sloshing'???

I take a few steps closer and shift to the side so I can see him more clearly in the light of his monitors, my face pales as my heart sinks and I feel like my stomach will evacuate my very body... He isn't tall. What I thought was his head between his shoulders was really the head of his member, a member nearly as long as I stood tall... it protruded out from under his ample stomach, one hand was tugging it pulling at the thing until it curved over his belly, his other fist was sunk as deeply as it could go into his opening.

"C'mon, hhrrng, c'mon, c'mon- OOUGH- URGH- fuck... c'moooon, c-mon-hnnggg", he was grunting and mumbling to himself, eyes glued to the screen as he dug around inside his cock head furiously. Chunks of, sigh, smegma fell onto his hairy covered chest and clung there. I opened my mouth to say something, but what the hell should I say? And before I could decide, he gasps hotly and groaned in what I can only describe as victory when thick, tar like globs finally dribbled from his dick and again, onto his, erm, pronounced pecs...

"Fuck, my pre is getting way too thick... so annoying..." That's his what now...?!

I stare aghast... this can't be happening. I clearly underestimated the situation but come on! How am I supposed to pleasure a, uurg, member this big! I can't, you know, it won't... It won't fit! Okay! It won't fit! And even if I c-could... his balls really are just packed with straight up cement! My body would before I could mil- massage it out of him!! Fucks sake I'm losing my mind, what the fuck am I doing here!!! This is so unbecoming of a butler of my station!!! I get I'm of a lower class but I'm damn good at what I do and what I do is not this!!! How do I get out of-

"Oh heyyyy~ Dad said something about getting me a personal servant... huh... you're not really my type but I guess you're better than nothing."

My brain shorts... This fucking slob has the audacity to say I'm not up to his standar-

"Anyway, get over here and- hm... what should I have you do first? You look pretty fresh. Kinda uptight... head game is probably shit. Come lick my arm pits clean! Can you handle that?"

This brat. This fucking brat with his stupid smirk, nasty, nasty pervert!! How dare he talk to me this way! I want to scream but my years of training (and quiet hope this isn't going to be the rest of my life) has my body moving on auto pilot. My face is beat red from both humiliation and fury. I'll show him... I mean. I mean that I'll- I'll- I'll make him blow his filthy, worthless load all over his pathetic, decrepit room and leave him whining and begging for me to do a lot more than- uh- then li- lick his- oh fuck what am I doing...???

I snap out of my thoughts when he releases his massive meat slab, letting it swing and smack his taut, oversized balls and the floor with enough force I wince on his behalf. There's a gnarly crunch and I realize his head crushed a roach about six inches in length. I stare at the spot on the floor where some of its legs and exoskeleton are stuck and let my eyes follow his still waving dick only to notice the twitch of an antennae clinging to his foreskin. I stepped as hard as I could on those roaches and I'm sure each one is still skittering about... he slapped it with his dick once and it was obliterate-

"Hellooo~ What are we paying you for? Look man I get I'm impressive but trust me, you can't handle all this yet, let's get you eased in, eh? Now licky-licky, show me you're worth my time!" I turn and blink at him dumbly... what is happening. My mouth opens and closes wordlessly, and my eyes finally lock onto where he wants my tongue... It's a wild mess of clumped up, damp looking dark hair. I gulp...

Okay, okay, I can do this. Win him over. Make him orgasm. Then leave. Easy. Easy. When was the last time he was even touched by another person? I bet this is a ploy. He knows the deal. He knows he'll be sensitive so he's keeping me at a distance still... wants me around for longer. Two can play at that game. I know underarms is an erogenous zone, yeah, if I really commit, he might cum just from this... yeah, yeah, I can do this. I can make this all end before it even begins.

He has both arms up and folded behind his head. I lean in and the stench makes me reflexively lurch back.

"Hah, if you can't stomach this, no way are you gonna be able to service my cock and balls!" I gulp again, force myself to breathe through my mouth despite how the rancid air feels in my throat, I lean in again awkwardly placing one hand on his sweat soaked chair and desperately trying to stop my body from making contact with his, large, well side boob that's spilling into my way. I want as little contact with him as I can get away with... I squeeze my eyes shut, put out my tongue and get a mouthful full of sweat and hair. I gag and try to spit as many strands out as I can but then there's a pressure on the back of my head and- mmph, mmmMMPH-!!!

"Here, I'm gonna help you, you gotta relax man..." I can hear the smirk in hs tone, bastard!! Bastard!!!! He has his big, weighty arms folded down and wrapped around my head shoving my mouth as tightly as it can get to his pit. My screams are muffled both by his flesh and by the amount of hair clogging my throat; my hands slip across his heated skin until one gets caught somewhere warm and sticky, he grunts.

"Heh, ugh yeah, dig around in my nipple a little before you pass out, mmph, maybe you won't be completely useless afterall!! Unf!" No, no, no I don't to! But it's like it's sucking my arm deeper the more I struggle to pull it out. I'm up my elbow by the time I run out of air, eyes rolling back as I faint. He releases me and I slip to the floor, gravity forcing my arm out of his boob with a sickening SLURRRRP-POP noise I at least don't have to hear. Though my soaked hand slaps my face when I hit the ground and roaches lick it all off me in my sleep. I wake up to a roach "tongue" buried in my mouth...

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Five months left*

I don't have many options still. The young master has let me become more practiced at cleaning off the underneath of his arms and "boy boobs" is one of the many terms he's demanding I use... but that isn't enough to make him orgasm and I know it. He's such a bastard he makes me beg to touch his cock instead of just letting me when we both know it's my job. But jacking off a cock this large seems impossible... so I try to be a little creative.

This time I don't ask permission, why should I! I climb onto his lap unprompted and straddle the top of his member while facing him. His stomach presses against my t-dick in a way I refuse to admit feels pleasant... his dick twitches at the contact with my hot, swollen slit... I hate how weird my body is getting with all this on and off stimulation, I haven't been able to orgasm myself since entering this room. Not that I want to! I'm just saying it's frustrating, and confusing... and, whatever, I just need to get this over with.

I'm getting the idea that the young master has an ego almost as big as his filth encrusted cock, so, I'll play into it. I take as deep of a breath as I dare and begin my act...

"I, hrrm, uh... I know you're way too- too big for me b-but..." I bite my lip, urging myself to commit, to go on with it! "But... I just need to feel it, however I can, I w-want to feel your throbbing, mm, cock-" Another repugnant term he insists I say out loud. Often. I keep humping against him, rolling my hips so that my pussy coats his bush and base as much as it can. I can hear his breath hitch... that's it. When was the last time you were even near a cunt, huh? Fucking brat- what the fuck-!

I'm grinding against his dick when an alarmingly large fly lands on his face and pushes something like a penis (???) into his mouth. He gulps it down readily and I can see it in his throat as the insect thrusts... I gag at the way it distends rhythmically as he swallows down whatever is getting pushed through it. My hips still, I'm yet again distraught by the situation, what the hell do I do with this fucker? I drop my face into his sweaty, hairy cleavage and ask myself if I can keep humping him while he's blowing a fucking bug, my answer is no, but as I move to push myself off of him he gasps and suddenly something is tugging my hair, his hand, pulling my head up until he's able to smash his mouth against mine. I wish I had had the sense to keep my lips pressed together...

He's sloppily kissing me, chunks of things sliding off his tongue and onto mine, occasionally something is crushed between his teeth and a burst of sour/saltiness splashes into the kiss. I feel tears prick my eyes as they roll back into my head, I will myself to stay conscious only because he's grunting hotly and rutting up into me in a way he never has before. Maybe this will be it...?

He's clawing at my ass and helping drag my aching cunt up and down the top of his shaft, I hope it's enough stimulation. His balls are growling so loud I can barely hear the sound of my cunt squelching, which is a relief in two ways. I hate how wet my pussy has become through all this and maybe... just maybe(?!) that inhumanly large nutsack is finally about the spew it's backed-up surplus of fermented ball batter... I try to make a show for him, moaning like a slut as- oh fuck- was that ugh-guh uuuh- maggot?? Did I just swallow a-

I squeal in horror, but he just kisses me harder, his cock bouncing menacingly behind me slapping up against my ass and pushing me tighter against his gut, 'if he cums, it's worth it' I think to myself, slurping down more soft-bodied larva, pumping my hips faster- faster- faster- he's gotta cum- please? Please just cum. Gotta cum. He's- gonna- unf- gonna- uuuuhn~ gonnaaaa~ I'm gonna~ no- no no- nonono--! Not me---!!! Not- uuung- gonnnna- oooooh~ cummmm~ OOOOUGHHH~~~!

I tried to push him away, but my limbs were already so sore and weak, I made a mess of his already nasty crotch fuzz and happy trail. When he let my limp body slip off of him and toward the floor our strings of drool broke first, but the strings of cum connecting our pubes was thicker, more pronounced and instead of pulling apart they just laid in cool threads along his plush thigh and still pulsing ball I slipped across on my way to the floor beneath.

My cheek and chest and arms rested in his perpetual pool of sweat that spills out from under him, it stung my eyes, but I was too weak to drag myself out of it. Never mind that I couldn't as he grabbed my calf before I could fall further, he entangled my leg and his, pinning me so he could still easily reach my holes. His thick fingers played with my cunt mercilessly, keeping me overstimulated, he decided it was funny the way I'd whimper and squeak every time he let one of those scarily big flies land on my exposed slit. It tickled in a way that made my stomach turn, which just reminded me there are small squirming bodies writhing in there. I begged him to just stop it, just molest me in a normal way, please! I don't want his bugs touching me anymore. He made some sort of noise between a sneer and a chuckle before he let the fly land one more time, only to finger it into my entrance! Crushing it against my quivering walls, using its mangled body as lube to go deeper and faster~~~ forcing me to cum again and again until I blacked out...

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Three months left*

He said I was getting hotter, which sparked a little hope in my growing chest. The more he sees me as attractive the sooner, he'll cum, yeah? Makes sense, right? So I don't worry as much about my once flat chest filling up with fly eggs... the young master likes squeezing them out of me, which makes his dick hard! That's a good thing... it's a good thing if his dick is haaaaarrrRRGH-

Sorrryyyyy he's been eating me out every day this past week, by which I mean making me crawl up onto his shoulders and basically sitting on his face until his whole head slips further and further into my cunt... heh heh... I'sh good because it makes his dick bob up and down violently and I can grab it by his cheese filled foreskin and pull it towards my egg packed boy boobs and scrub his head raw with them while trying to eat out his piss slit as good as he eats pussyyy~~~!!!! OOOOOUGHHH~~!!!

Aaaaaaw~~~ the young master made me cum again, nooooooo~~~ I wanna make him cummmmm- uhm- right, yeah... cause then I can leave... Shit. Right. Fuck it's getting harder to think when he's messing my body up like th-that, ung, g-gross... I try to slide off his head but suddenly his hand is prying it way into my gaped-out hole, sliding in all the way up until he can brutally finger my tuuuuuuuube~~~ while he licks my woooooooomb with his maggot breath~~~ my nasty master's tongue is so gooooooood- oops...

His cock slipped out of my grip and slammed the floor again, rattling the room, there was another crunch or two and as his swung back up I could see it had killed my roaches... I waited for it to lose momentum and grabbed his stretch skin again, pulled it close and did something I never have before... I stuffed his whole head in my mouth!!!

I didn't know I could... he seemed shocked too the way he thrashed inside my bucket cunt (not allowed to call it anything else until he decides I can) I just felt compelled to clean the insect guts off of it... like a good butler... I'm a good butler, SLRRRP, GHLRK, SHLCK, SPPPLSH, SHLRRRRUP

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Two weeks left*

I've been serving the young master none stop, I didn't know a dick could be so well cleaned and yet still this disgusting. It didn't matter that I learned how to take him balls deep in my throat, he seemed greaser than ever. No matter how often I tongue bathe his balls his hair is still littered with roach and fly eggs. Scrubbing his plush donut hole daily doesn't reduce the puddle of sweat we make either...

Even stirring up his nipples with my fattened t-dick isn't enough to keep them from bulging with larva, maybe I just need a bigger dick?? But I'm not sure what is making my cock bigger? So, I guess I just wait... wait... what am I waiting for??

I stare at my twitching hard on trying to remember what I was thinking about as the young master holds me against his chest, on top of his gut, one hand trying to keep his dick lined up with my stretched-out cunt long enough the tip might pop in...

Oh, that's right! I was thinking about the best way to take proper care of my charge! He's such a needy young man... Needs sooooooo much time and attention. It's a shame his family doesn't help him more but that's okay! I'll give him some heirs that would happily tend to their father just as I do... yes... yes, that's right, that's what we're doing tonight, producing proper heirs... we've birth lots of nymph and larva, but that isn't enough. I'm so ashamed in fact that haven't ridden my charges dick even once this whole time!!

And why was that? I love his cock so much... all I want is to be bred by his perfect, rotting ballsnot... hopefully all this work I've done has loosened it up enough it'll squeeze out his piss hole and into my fertile bucket cunt... that is why I've been here this whole time, right? So hard to rememb- OOOUUUGHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!!

His tip is in and I'm sooooo full, his strong arms wrap around me and force me down on it, sliding it in deeper, I can hear he's groaning through gritted teeth... I feel so bad for still being too tight for him, maybe if he punches my womb nightly that will- OOOOUGHHHHHUUUUUU!!!

Oh, his hands must have slipped, and his cock swung and slammed the floor again, but my swollen womb and infested boy tits broke my fall, I barely felt it, I feel worse for the roaches that get crushed up every time, poor babies never learn. Their limbs feel nice twitching against my body... I finger some into my nipples before I remember what I should be doing, taking care of young master's cock~~~

He's grabbing my calves so I lock my knees and let him push and pull me up and down his cock as fast as he can manage. Meanwhile I push my leaky egg bags up to add extra pressure to his cock head when it distends my belly. My womb shivers each time he stretches it to its limit, or maybe that's the roach wings fluttering as their dad disturbs their favorite hangout spot. I know he's crushing some up into my ovaries but that's okay!! More lube!!! We need as much as we can get because we'll be like this for days, maybe weeks! However long it takes for every last rancid cum log to get pushed out of my beloved master's cock- AAAARRROOOUGHHHHHHHUUUUUHHHHHH!!!!!

---

Two weeks and a day later*

Turns out my young master had started cumming the second he entered my bucket cunt <33333333 I was so happy when he admitted that to me!!! But it's taken fifteen days for him to push out his cum! Can you believe that?? He's so hot 😍

He's just been grunting and struggling and pushing the massive cum log, inch by inch by inch, clawing at my legs and ass when he decided he needed to be fully hilted inside me the rest of his drawn-out orgasm. I came just from feeling my stomach swelling with the mass of congealed, infested, filthy smegma being forced into painfully slowly~~~! Anything for young master!!! I live to serve his cock~~!

It was on the fifteenth day that his balls actually looked like a halfway reasonable size, no longer littered with bulging veins as they seized up every two to six minutes. They were kind of deflated even, saggy and squishy to the touch aside from an occasional bulge from a bug still somehow alive in there and unsure what to do with all the room it has now...

I, on the other hand, had a hard, rounded, lumpy, and straining stomach. I could cum just from pressing down on the spot where my ovaries throbbed, pushed too close to my skin from all the thickened dick slop. My charge had just fallen asleep, exhausted from emptying his nuts for the first time in what may have been two or three years, he had lost track. I hope he never has to do that again; my young master should drain balls inside me at least once a month... I wonder if I can convince him of this... I'm plotting it out in my mind and squirting on his still semi hard dick when his father walks in...

"Well, it seems you failed to make him cum in the time I allowed. A day late and buck short as they say- hah! I won't make you stay but I'm sure as hell not wasting my money on you. Understood? I'll be hiring a proper, useful butler for the rest of my family, you can just stay here as a toy for my hapless son, or- you remember where the door is, right? Feel free to see yourself out."

I humped my hard cock into my master's gaping dick slit despite the awkward shape of my massive smeg packed gut and some guy is just standing there talking and watching us~ what a pervert~ I hate perverts... good thing my master is such a perfect gentleman... I hope he can forgive my predilections... I just can't hold myself back around him...

[gross-i-know]

Mmmph, great throat man, thanks for cleaning off my cock, it was a real mess! "How" did it get so sloppy...? Uuuuuuuh... unrelated, if I aborted your dog's litter on my cock and made you clean it off without telling you, would you be mad? Be honest. Yeah, I mean it hypothetically... cause obviously your dog is still super pregnant... and I'm so totally not the father... what? Dude, you sound stupid trying to talk with a mouth full of cock! Anyway, you need me to dog sit again next week, right? Gag twice if "yes".

[gross-i-know]

Been obsessing over cock aborting literally every pregnant belly I see.

Like, it's just hot. Trans man on the bus, heavily pregnant, just weeks out from his due date. Giving up my seat for him and biting back a groan when I watch him slowly lower himself to the chair, no choice but to spread his legs so his big, tightly rounded gut can settle between his knees.

Getting off the bus when he does, maybe I silently sneak after him or brazenly offer to walk with him "for safety". We end up heading to his boyfriend's apartment but before he can get to the door I pull him into the alley behind the building.

He'd blush and stutter but melt under me because we'd both know just how out-of-his-mind horny he is. I'd lift up his shirt and let his fattened tits bounce out, thick nipples beginning to lactate with all the stimulation. I'd stuff both in my mouth and bite down as hot streams splash the back of my throat, humping and grinding on his baby bump like we're drying humping in a club.

When his legs get too weak, I'd let him slip to the filthy ground and lay him on his back so he can barely breathe let alone get up on his own. I'd just rip his paternity pants instead of bothering with getting them off his wide ass and slam my dick in without warning. Molesting his big, life filled belly, manipulating it in whatever way makes my cock feel good, pushing and pulling at the rounded mass, slapping and eventually punching it for my own amusement, fat cock getting impossibly bigger in his cunt because I've never been this turned on before.

His milky boobs swinging whorishly with each of my mean thrusts and splashing his own, dumbstruck face with his sweet milk. I think his fifth or sixth orgasm just washed over him, it's soooooo cute. You can still see in his eyes that he knows this is wrong, he's enjoying being raped, which means he's basically cheating, and I'm messing up his womb in a way he knows he can't come back from. I tell him as much, that I'm gonna make his womb inhospitable to his partners inferior brats, and he just cums again. What a pervert ~

---

When I finally let him go inside, I wait in ear shot so when the door opens, I can hear his boyfriend's reaction... there his partner stands (barely) drenched in sweat, milk and some of my cum, eyes still unfocused and jaw slack. His belly is still about as big as when he left the house that morning but not tight with soon to emerge life, rather it's a little saggy, sloshy and soft to the touch if you add any pressure. In fact, if you press on it at all you can expect for all that fluid to just gush out of his nasty hole. I can tell when he takes a step into their home he cums yet again, his body still trapped in the memory of his best fuck ever... I wonder if he was able to understand me when I said I'd be back in nine months...

[gross-i-know]

Big bro convincing me to apply with him to the new and controversial Farm Factory. where people can get turned into hubulls and hucows "temporarily" just to make a decent buck. He makes a good argument, we can both be hubulls and make bank and plus it's like going on T but they'll pay us!! So yeah, fuck it, let's go.

We were together for most of the process but then we get separated, something about big bro taking care of the last of the paperwork but I was ready to begin my transformation! I can't wait to have a real, hole wrecking bullcock!! They guide me into this cold, cement room with a rickety looking wood chair with leather cuffs fixed to the arms. I get sat down and let them strap me in, I hesitated of course, shit was freaky. But I guess the effects of the drug are intense and this is to keep me safe? The crew member helping me opens up a cooler I didn't see him carry in and pulls out a series of huge syringes, each one bigger than the last, filled perfectly with bright purple fluid. I gulp. They said it's like four quick shots but fuck!

The first goes in my fucking neck??? I flinched and felt sick until I guess it hit my system and went straight to me dick head! I mean head... I got so dizzy so fast, if I wasn't strapped to the chair I'd have likely fallen over. (So, the straps are for my safety!!) My heart starts pounding in my chest and I'm sweating, panting, thighs pressed tight over my aching slit... it feels kinda nice... so much so I can't help but lick my lips when the next dose comes.

This one goes into my left tit... huh, I wonder why tha- OOOGH~!

My chest is on fire, fuck! It's so intense, I involuntarily pull at my restraints. Fuck my nipple is twitching, aching, begging for any attention, I wish I could grope myself!! Fuck why is it getting so heavy... Then he gives me the next dose to my right boob, and I started wailing it felt so fucking good, my boobs were rapidly swelling, throbbing in time with my heartbeat. I didn't even recognize my voice when I started begging this guy to fondle my juggs!

Then the last and biggest does went into my tummy (I mean that's what I thought at the time but actually he shot that shit straight into my womb!) causing my gut and hips to bloat up to match my expanding knockers, my brain couldn't keep up with what was happening!! The chair began creaking, I couldn't shut up about being sooooooo horny, I needed cock... I needed to be bred by cock!! I looked at the employee who was taking deliberate steps away from me, toward the door...

I whimpered... is he leaving??? Why is he leaving when my cunt is this empty and my tits are this full! Wait... why are my tits "full"?? Full of what... what's happening... something seems wro- *CREEEE-AAAK*

FUCK! The chair broke... oh, but my arms are free! Maybe I can grab him and pin him down so I can- wait, hnnnng, my hands latched onto my nipples and something- oh fuck~~ something hot is leaking out, unf. That feels so much better... I hear the door shut and lock. I don't care, I need to keep squeezing my tits, fuck what is this~ SLRRP~!

Mmmmmm~!!! Mmph fuck!! It's so sweet! SHLCK SHLCK, SLRRRRRRP!! Fuck so good, I taste so yummy, my mmm~~ SLPP SLPP~~ mil-

Wait...

WAIT

Fucking hell did they make me a hucow!! No no no no!!!! I was supposed to be a bull, what the fuck! How did they screw up this badly! This is bullshit SLRRRP mmph~ SHLCK~! There must be a way to fix this, right? No way I'm the only one this has ever happened to! Mmmm GULP GULP SLRRP~! Ugh, g-gross! Why do I keep- mMPH SLRRRRRRRRRP-UUUH--!!! Fuck, I need to control myself!!!

Need -uung- someone -hnn- to notice!!! There's like a two-way mirror I didn't see before; someone must be behind it! I drag my plush, fattened body to the glass but before I can reach it to pound against it with my fist, my milk tanks get in the way and press against- whaa... why would I call them- oooooh~ the cold surface feels so good on my heated skin~ mmmmm~ so slippery hehe, slippy slippy~~~

I lost track of time pressing my massive mammaries against the glass and sloshing them around, finding the optimal pressure to make several streams burst out at once, soaking the whole wall and my body head to toe until I lose my footing and end sitting dumbly in the pool I made. I like it, it's sweet and sticky and my t-dick is a little bigger now and it's nice to confusedly hump my own udders... but I wish... mm, I wish- I can't think, but I know somethings wron-

My half-baked thought is interrupted by a door opening, not the one the little man left through, the whole wall seems to open up to let a hulking figure through... big bro!!!

He doesn't look like himself at all, but I'd know that scent anywhere! Fuck he got so handsome! He's taller now, broader, fatter too! But clearly with a lot more muscles underneath than I have! And his big, breeder bull cock is bobbing around with each step he takes. Balls visibly pulsing as they churn up his extra thick, hyper virile cum... fuck, he looks just like the models on the brochure!!

I get soooooo confused, I wanted to tell him they messed up but I also wanted to ask how many babies he could put in me with just one load but I also wanted to choke on his meat but I also wanted him to milk my stupid huge udders dry but I also wanna get bigger because I know my brother and he likes REALLY big cow tits!!!! And what if I'm smaller than the other cows??? I don't want anyone stealing my big brother's perfect cock away from me!!!

"You look upset little bro..." He snorts at me with a chuckle and asks what's wrong...

What's wrong...? Something was wrong, right? Yeah... something about wanting a bullcock... uhmmm and there's a big, veiny bullcock right here hanging off my brother... so problem solved, right? GHRLK GHRLK GHLRK GHLKR~~~~

[gross-i-know]

Pupmag

I start losing it whenever extreme detail gets put into an older man spreading his dirty hole. Pubic hair, loose and sloppy, ready to slip out at any moment. Or maybe when its still in training and pulsing dumbly..

Well, what if the city mandated there be living masturbation stations on every street and we were buddies hanging out and we decided to go find one and it was two older men chained to a rusted bike rack next to an alley.

And one had clearly been used much more than the other, his sloppy holes softened up from mean, careless plowing, swollen and bloated from all the friction that just kicking his thighs a part makes his whole bottom half jiggle obscenely. He's been a rape sleeve for a year or two now so he's shameless when he digs his thick fingers into his sensitive flesh to spread himself further and show off just how nasty he's become. His crotch hair is matted and greasy, ropes of cum hanging off the tangled mess. He can hook fingers into his tdick hood and piss slit with ease, stretching them both while his weakened cervix flutters at the very entrance of his mancunt. It takes every quivering muscle he has to keep his prolapsed womb from plopping out in a filthy wet heap on the sidewalk. He can also dip two fingers inside his wobbly donut hole just as easily and tug it, causing an audible squelch when he scissors it open and showing his cum stuffed guts. He smiles up at us, knowing he's most likely getting bred again that evening.

Next to him is a newby, he's still like fifty-something but he's never been a masturbation sleeve before this week. He's not a "virgin" by any means but he appears to have been barely fucked by anything bigger than ten inches... what a treat...

He tries to spread himself just like his more seasoned counterpart, but his flesh is less yielding, he tugs at himself and blushes, feeling inadequate. His uses his nimbler fingers to spread open his cunt lips knowing that all it will show is his entrance, not his spasming womb meat, or anything else tempting. His other hand latches onto an ass cheek, pulling it to show us his pucker is just beginning to be trained, pulsing with his heartbeat as he silently hopes one of us will use his body despite how annoyingly tight his holes still are. His hair is still have groomed, shaved close but assuredly going to grow out to be just as wild and unkempt as his neighbor.

Okay, so, yeah, which one do you want? Hurry up and pick because I gotta nut... no, I don't really care which I get left with... I love an already ruined hole because it's so easy to abuse and make worse. But I'm also down to wreck this other onaholes shit, he clearly hasn't been reamed out by a real hyper cock yet. Tell you what, let me get my dick filthy with this geezer's cheese crusted prolapse, and then I'll scrub it clean with that one's tight ass. So yeah, we can take turns basically. Unless you just like watching these sluts fondle themselves for our amusement? In that case, let me fuck them both and we can watch them spread themselves again, but this time with my ballsnot pouring out. In fact, let's just take some before and after pics right now, so whatever we do, we get to use it to jerk off again later!

[gross-i-know]

What if you were my date but while we were out, we met a perverted, drunk minotaur at the bar and I was obviously uncomfortable with its advances, the way it leers at me, groping my flesh with its massive hands and grunting that I'd make good breeding stock after the first few loads... would you like, say something? Tell it to leave me alone? Or would you just get turned on by watching me blush redder and redder the more its snout buries itself in my cleavage, huffing and snorting, deliberating on just how much potential I have as a mate.

Would you just sit there when it grabs me by my fat juggs and starts dragging me across the whole bar towards the filthy restrooms, or would you follow us? Would you squeeze yourself inside the cramped stall it shoved me into just to be a part of what happens next?

[gross-i-know]

It must feel so good to shove your life ruining hyper cock into an unsuspecting womb only to find out that womb is PACKED with fat bodied grubs. Maybe your instinct is to pull out because what the fuck? But your hips just keep thrusting faster, harder, plowing a hole has never actually felt this good! It's like thick, powerful fingers are digging around your foreskin, stirring it up with no consideration for how it's driving you fucking insane. Slimy, squirming, ribbed masses squeezing their way in your piss hole with such force it looks effortless, but truthfully your dick has never ached this badly, getting reamed wider and wider.

[gross-i-know]

I'm so tired buthorny. does anyone wanna carry my limp body outside, plow my holes so hard they each gape obscenely, bubbling with nasty ballsnot until the scent attracts flies and roaches and dogs and

[swelling-and-streched]

Bug crawling into your urethra while you’re sleeping and laying eggs in your bladder. The eggs swell up like orbeez as they absorb your piss and grow larger than marbles cause all you drink is fucking energy drinks so you can’t force them out. All you can do is wait for them to hatch and when they do, the wriggly overactive larvae the size of your fingers squeeze out of your tight hole 

[gross-i-know]

Need to be a dog with some sort of hyper condition that makes me irresistible to anyone who's ever thought about fucking a mutt for even a second.

Big wobbly sheath that's always leaking pre, fat, plush fertile cunt hidden under a set of noisy, saggy nuts, topped off with a swollen donut hole always on display. People looooooove petting me so much it's crazy!!!!!

Shakey, sweaty palms always being dragged over my soft fur, salt coated fingers pushing into my soft, pliant mouth to tease my tongue. But mostly all those hands gravitate to my back end...

Fingers stirring up my sticky sheath, getting rougher and rougher until my thickened pool of pre is frothy and tickling my emerging tip. Hands cupping my oversized balls that get so backed up because they're constantly producing more jizz than I can nut, stimulated by the floor they're dragged across all the time. Needing to have the excess, fuzz covered skin of my sack to be peeled away from my permanently wet pussy, my slit so hungry it easily swallows fists two or three at a time. And of course someone clamping their hand around my puffed-up asshole, pressing on it again and again just hear it squelch.

This is what happens every time my owner takes me out on a walk <3

[gross-i-know]

"I'll be quick..." <- said the guy who tied his dog up outside the shop he was popping into.

"I'll be quick..." <- said me, the pervert who was overcome with the need to hump that beasts muzzle when I saw it tied up all alone, shucking my pants on that dark empty street, lifting one leg and resting it on the bike rack the dog is leashed to, rolling my hips as the pup sloppily makes out with my hairy cunt like he's done this before, biting my lip and grunting as he sinks deep enough to tongue fuck my tubes and tease my ovaries, cumming half a dozen times but humping his face harder because I'm too much of a stupid mutt slut to stop myself, making a disgustingly huge cum puddle on the side walk as I mumble about being 'almost done' like a liar

"What the fuck...?" <- said the guy coming back out of the store as he pops a boner

[gross-i-know]

need big, jiggly, over productive ovaries for strangers to molest, who said that