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Good luck kid you're in a reverse beauty and beast situation. Do not let that princely motherfucker fall in love with your inner humanity or the spell will fail and you'll turn human again
*showing off my hoard to another dragon* Yep, and this pile here is from that one weird kingdom all the way on the southwest coast.
Now, of course, my most prized possessions are this way, if you will follow me-
Here we are, these couple of shelves here! Hmm? Oh the ones bound in rope haven't learned to appreciate their place as prized pets. The ones with the glazed and adoring eyes though? They know very well what is good for them.
Here, you can give them treats if you want - yes I feed them well. I learned all about the taste and nutritional needs of humans to make sure they get everything they need and then some. The ones who behave well get more play time, too!
Any of you toys want to show my friend some tricks, and earn yourself something extra at meal time tonight?
we sent our hounds in mechs to space to battle fucked up eldritch horrors from outside comprehension and they came back um completely fused with their machines. our scientists would cut inside one to see where the machine ends and the flesh begins but quite frankly that would hurt them and we're not sure there's a difference. handlers have had to start wearing their own big bulky mechs to properly talk with them like they used to. every night we hear hounds and their handles clanking and whirring outside our human-sized buildings. i talked to our engineers they confirmed that theyre moving and squirming with a level of precision that was never even possible given the technology. this is fucked up and scary but the girls are loving it. i hear there are handlers going out to the site to get themselves merged with their machines as well. budget for our stupid tiny human buildings has been going down and all we ever hear nowadays is the clanking and whirring of our good units getting freaky in the hangar. does anyone know what to do about this. i feel like we're losing
The dragoness, in heat and losing her ability to think straight, decided to take her more human form, in the hope that if she was to do something desperate it would be less... damaging.
She lain in her bed, alone. Gyrating, squirming, just to keep from going feral. She whined into her pillow, an unexpectedly girly moan came from her throat, surprising her for a moment - then she heard something. Footsteps.
Frustrated as hell, she stood up, not bothering to hide the tent in her skirt or the wet spot on the front of it. Whatever ignorant beast that wandered in this time would regret its poor luck.
Except when she turned the corner, standing at the entrance was a beautiful human... toy. It - it looked as desperate as she felt, causing her to stumble for a second and hesitate.
With such pleading in its eyes, it uttered four pathetic words, "tie me up. please" and held out a small bundle of silk rope.
Without hesitating, the dragoness grabbed the toy's hand, and pulled it violently to the bed, where she ripped the clothing off it, and saw that it too was already leaking.
Uncoiling the silken rope, the dragoness began to tie knots and loop it around the toy's limbs, behind it's head. Each coil that wrapped around a wrist, around an ankle, over a thigh, the dragoness could hear the toy's heartbeat quicken, and match her own.
The toy was rapidly immobilized, and the dragoness stripped off her own clothing and crawled up from the foot of the bed, maintaining heated eye contact with the toy, its eyes pleading and hers hungry. She opened her mouth and shoved her face between its thighs, her rough dragon tongue desperately raking across everything it could touch, and she listened to the noises that the toy made, and reveled in it.
When the toy started to buck and quake uncontrollably, she raised her self up, crawled over her prey, and whispered, "beg." And it did, in a combination of shuttering breaths and moans it begged to be mounted, it begged to be fucked, it begged to be used. So she, mercifully, complied.
Pushing its thighs up, she guided herself in, and only barely made it inside before the toy began to convulse again, eyes already rolling back in its head. What a pathetic little thing. When the shaking slowed, she forced herself the rest of the way in, sliding with ease on her own lubrication, and the toy could only gasp in pleasure.
As she started to get her rhythm going, she couldn’t help but lean in and bite down at the base of the toy’s neck, letting out a soft growl. She continued to pump, pushing herself all the way into this beautiful toy, making it cum over and over again with no reprieve, no breaks. She just forced her hips against it as it quivered and made a mess.
The sound of her growl continued to grow in unison with the panting moans coming out of the toy’s mouth. Then it spoke for a third time, begging, “p-please. I want you to cum inside me, please please please i need it, please -”
And oh how the dragongirl does love begging. She once again honored the toy’s desperate request, and in one final slam of her hips, she bit down harder and shuddered as she made a mess inside the toy which quickly filled up and her mess splashed back out of it and across the sheets.
She slowly pulled herself all the say out, and with a smug grin on her face, she inspected her work, then got up and removed the bonds that held her toy. It breathed out a soft “thank you” and barely moved but to rest its limbs flat on the bed.
The dragoness climbed back in next to her toy and curled up with it, gently stroking her claws across it. This was exactly what both of them needed. And of course she hoped her toy would be ready again in the morning.
“scientists don’t want you know” is a phrase that always cracks me up because if you actually meet a scientist they will be shaking and crying like an overstimulated chihuahua with the need to let you know
Ugly Duckling sequel where the swan is like hey it's nobody's fault and I don't think anyone did anything wrong per se but nonetheless I did feel really alienated and depressed for most of my youth and those years do continue to affect me in the present day and their mom is like, so what you're saying is that you think I'm a failure and a bad duck.
Would like to make a quick post since my blog is getting some attention 💕
Trans women are women, and transmisogyny is real, incredibly pervasive, and harmful to the whole queer community.
Trans men are men, and transandrophobia is real, incredibly pervasive, and harmful to the whole queer community.
Nonbinary people are real, and exorsexism is real, incredibly pervasive, and harmful to the whole queer community.
Intersex people are real, and intersexism is real, incredibly pervasive, and harmful to the whole queer community.
I will never, ever deny someone the right to define their own oppression through terms they think fit best. If there is something on my blog that is genuinely transmisogynistic, exorsexist, or intersexist, please do not hesitate to tell me. Transandrophobia deniers will be ignored.
On that note, I'd love to make more mutuals with transfeminists who accept the reality of transandrophobia, and learn more about transfeminism from people I know see my value in the community.
Once you know all the logic tricks to play minesweeper, you end up in a state of exercised mastery. The goal is not to solve individuals puzzles but to tease out more and more from her while denying her every chance to explode, every chance to deny you your total dominance over her.
In short, mastery over minesweeper is mastery over edging the program.
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