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I dont really tag stuff so if any of this is stuff you don't wanna see just block me, don't report pls.
Also take note that some of the smut fics that I reblog may contain a female gendered reader. This does not excuse any misgendering.
And I'm fine with 'fem' gendered terms for my genitals (ex. pussy, cunt, clit, cervix...etc). Honestly most any terms are fine, play around with it, have fun
So fucking wet thinking about getting pushed face down on a mattress and roughly fucked, until I’m screaming into a pillow while you unload your seed as deep and close to my cervix as you can. I can’t help it as my body drinks every drop up and cums knowing I’m ovulating and so ready to get bred. You deciding when and where i get railed and impregnated feels so so good and right.
You are allowed to find things hot in theory while also never wanting to actually do them in real life btw. You can get off on whatever wild shit in your imagination and still prefer to be very vanilla in real life. Or not want to have sex at all in real life. You don't owe the universe anything in exchange for your dirty mind.
CWs: Noncon; kidnap; lactation play; transformation; restraints; corruption; forced impregnation; forced tf; bondage; probably a dozen things I've missed
Author's note: I'm really not kidding when I say you can help by giving me ideas! Want me to write about something? Drop me an ask or a DM! I'll probably get around to it in the next 350+ days!
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Maybe you stayed out a little late? Maybe you were in the wrong place at the wrong time? All you know is you got jumped.
It was on the way home after work, you hadn't noticed them get off the train behind you, hadn't heard them gaining on you. You only noticed them when the chemical-smelling rag was pressed against your face, and the world went dark.
You woke up already naked and sweaty. Your arms were bound down your back, forcing your chest to push out, showing off your tits in the half-light. You could hear shouting in the next room, then everyone went quiet quiet as a voice called out
"Next is lot 35, female, mid 20's, recently acquired"
They pushed you forwards and you stumbled, your ankles tied so you could only take small, hobbling steps, your bare feet numb on the cold concrete floor.
You emerged through the door into a spotlight. Blinking against the light you could see the room was full of people but you couldn't see any faces.
Everyone could see you, bare, glistening, unable to cover yourself. You cowered away from their gaze, and yelped when a man hit you across the buttocks with a cane.
The auctioneer started the bidding, calling out numbers and taking bids faster than your addled, panicking brain could follow them. All the while, the man with the cane was watching. If you slouched? Whack. If you looked down? Whack. If you tried to hide any part of you? Whack.
The gavel went down. You're not sure how much you sold for. You were led off into another room, then into the back of a van.
You weren't sure how long you were in there, gradually coming down from whatever they used to knock you out. When they opened the doors you were somewhere else.
A large man, bald and scarred, manhandled you up and tightened a collar around your neck. He attached a long pole to it and started to manoeuvre you out. You were pulled through a maze of corridors, into a room with dozens of other women restrained to the floor and groaning. A smaller man waited, dressed in riding gear and carrying a crop.
"Ah, the new arrival." He pulled out a torch and examined you by the light, prodding and poking, feeling your tits and forcing open your mouth to see inside "All her own teeth, reasonable build, looks perfectly adequate. Get her settled." He left the room by the door you came in.
The large man pushed you to a space between two other women and attached your collar to the floor with a short length of chain before going behind you and connecting your ankles to the floor.
You were stuck there, knelt down with your naked ass in the air, face inches from the floor.
That's when you heard it. Something was being led up behind you. Something huge and snarling. You could feel it's breath on your behind as it got to you. It was smelling you. Then it was upon you.
It was heavy on your back, driving your face and chest into the floor as it thrust it's cock over your ass. It felt huge on your back, already oozing fluids. You cried out as it found its mark and started pressing against your pussy. It slid off again and again as it thrust madly, over and under you, until it didn't.
The pain almost made you black out. It was bigger than anything you'd had down there, and it wasn't letting up. Again and again it pounded into you until you couldn't see for tears and your screams turned to hoarse whispers.
Only then did it slow. One. Two. Three last mighty pumps into your quivering, punished pussy before it held in its throbbing cock. How breath on the back of your neck, stale and damp. You could feel the cum filling you up, pooling in your womb. It pulled out, your pose stopping any from spilling out despite your loosened hole. Whatever it was was being pulled away from you. Drawn sullenly back to wherever it was kept.
You didn't move for the rest of the day. Not that you had much choice.
You woke to a bowl in front of you, filled with a tasteless beige slop. You tried not to eat, the food making your stomach turn. You weren't given a choice. You had your face pushed down into it, forced to eat just to make enough space to breathe.
This continued for weeks.
You thought it was just the food at first, making you sick when you woke up. Then you realised you hadn't had a period yet. Then you felt yourself start to grow. Your belly and your tits both getting larger. You couldn't not notice it. They couldn't either.
You woke to someone hefting your tits. They were manhandling them into plastic cups, suctioned on around your growing nipples. Then they turned the machine on.
You groaned. The machine was suckling you. Gently pulsing the suction up and down to start milking your tits. It lasted for hours. Days. Eventually you felt yourself starting to give milk, you saw it flowing down the tubes leading from your body.
The food changed. It wasn't just flavourless any more. Now there was something different about it, something strange that made your tits and clit tingle and throb.
It didn't stop. All day and all night the machine would pump out milk, more and more as the drugs and your own body did their work. You felt something else as well. Your clit kept tingling and buzzing, the drugs and the unending stimulation keeping you on edge, always ready to orgasm at any moment. But the moment never came.
The handlers don't touch you now. You hadn't had the creature since the first night. You're nothing but a whimpering cow, mooing and braying on the machines.
Until you aren't.
The handlers are taking notice of you again. You're hearing them talking about you. You're almost ready.
You wake to someone behind you. You wiggle your ass to get some attention, and feel something strange between your thighs. Your clit feels big and hard against your legs. It must be at least an inch long after all the drugs and the edging. You feel it. Another tube suctioned over your clit. You hear a button clicking on the machine milking you. The cup on your clit starts pulsing in time with the others.
It's too much.
You cum immediately, the orgasm causing your swollen pussy to contract and throb, begging to be filled with something, anything. You moaned and begged for the man behind you to just fuck you already, you didn't care any more, you just wanted him inside you.
He walked away.
You don't know how long the orgasm lasts. By the time you can think straight again you're face down in a puddle of drool, your hips still bucking in time with the suckling on your tits and your swollen clit.
The strange taste is still in your food. It feels like every few days your tits grow another size, your clit another inch.
Then it happens. You can feel something welling up from within you, pulsing through you. It feels like something is travelling up the length of your distended clit, coming closer and closer until inch by tortuous inch it starts.
You cum. Your pussy cleanches and squirts, your body convulses and you thrust your hips forward reflexively.
You can feel something coming out of your clit. Thick, hot cum is flowing out of you in a steady stream, each pulse makes you cry out in ecstasy.
The drugs, the humiliating position you'd been stuck in for months, the beast growing in your belly, all forgotten.
This is all you want. To kneel here. To be milked for everything you have. To be knocked back up whenever you finally give birth to whatever it is in your belly.
You’ve always hated camping. Actually, hating it is an understatement. You loathe it. Whoever invented camping can go get fucked, disrespectfully. However, when the rest of your Sorority Sisters beg you to go with them because they want to do “bonding” over Winter Break, you don’t feel like you have much of a choice. With a groan and constant complaining, you reluctantly go with them.
You all have your own tent, which you comment on how that really makes no sense if this is supposed to be a bonding thing, but they tell you even for bonding you need privacy. You’re annoyed, mad, cold, and now kind of scared as the night is coming and they put out the fire because no one is going to stay up with it. You want to offer to, but you’re also too scared to be out of the tent by yourself.
You have a fitful sleep, so when you hear a twig break outside, of course it wakes you up. Your mouth feels dry, and you’re shaking in your sleeping bag. Part of you wants to call out to see if it’s one of your Sisters, but you’re scared of the possibility that it’s not. So, you stay huddled in your sleeping bag, staring at the front of your tent, trying to make out any shape.
You feel relieved when you see that it does look like a humanoid figure. However, that doesn’t last long when you realize how large it is. Your mouth goes dry again, and tears prick your eyes. You purposefully picked the most secluded place. No one else should be out this far.
The figure makes its way to you, and before you could cry out, your tent is ripped open. Before you stands a giant creature with long, white hair, and a soft blue tint to its dark skin. You swallow hard when you see a large cock hanging between its-his- legs, and quiver when you notice it hardening as it regards you.
The creature grabs you, tossing you over his shoulder and covering your mouth with one of his large hands. In a matter of moments, you’re far from the campsite, and approaching a cave. You start squirming, trying to escape the grasp of this thing, but to no avail. You get thrown down on a bed-like nest, your sleeping bag ripped off of your body as the creature shoved a finger down your throat.
You gag and drool around it as you try to push it away, but it’s no use. The creature rips off your clothing the same way he did your sleeping bag, and before you realize it, he shoves another of his large fingers inside of you.
You whine and squirm, trying to escape it. It’s bigger than anything you’ve ever taken, and him moving it impossibly slow is still painful. The finger in your mouth pushes deeper, making you audibly gag. That’s when the creature seems to take a bit of care with you. He takes his finger away from your mouth, letting you take deep, greedily breathes.
“Please,” you pant, trying to push his hand away from you. “Stop.”
Of course, he does no such thing. Instead he pushes you down, his fat tongue licking down your neck before he begins to lick and suck on your nipples. Unable to help yourself or stop it, you whine in pleasure. The creature, which you finally recognize as a Yeti from stories, seems to take this as encouragement. The finger inside of you quickens it’s pace as he licks and sucks on your nipples, using his other hand to hold you against him. Your slick finally makes it easier for him to move deeper inside of you.
You let out a chorus of repressed and reluctant moans as he moves inside of you and pleasures you. As much as you hate to admit it, it feels amazing. He starts making his way down your body again, and his large mouth is sucking on your clit. You yelp, bucking your hips against him.
Fuck. Oh fuck.
You groan and whine, panting again as you approach your orgasm. However, just as he’s about to put you over the edge, he stops. You’re about to move to finish it yourself when he buries his massive cock inside of you. A cry bubbles up from your throat as he stretches you impossibly wide, his cock bullying directly into your cervix. You can feel his precum leaking into you as if coating your womb for his cum. You start begging him to stop. It’s too much, but he either doesn’t understand you or doesn’t care.
He repeatedly bullies his cock into your cervix, ramming into you enough to show an imprint of his cock in your stomach. He flips you over, shoving your face into the nest and making him feel so large you feel like you’re going to be split in half. You’re still on the edge of your orgasm, despite all this, so when he starts playing with and teasing your clit, you cum almost instantly. You tighten around his cock, drawing it somehow deeper into you. You grunt and whine as you spasm around him, gripping the nest under you.
In only a matter of moments, he cums deep inside of you, pumping you full of thick ropes of cum. Enough that it spills out of you, but he doesn’t stop. He moans and growls, cramming his cock as far as he can inside of you. All you can do is lay there and take it, and hope that after this, he takes you back to camp.
being fucked so hard from behind that you collapse forward and then they lean over you and use their weight to keep you completely pinned so you can’t do anything but whine and take it
SUMMARY: [stalker toji!x reader!] After working late at night, you choose to save a few bucks and walk home through the poorly lit back alleys instead of taking a cab and end up getting followed by this huge scary looking man.
CONTENT WARNING: non-con : graphic violence : p in v : deep penetration : cervix fucking : hand over mouth : stalking : explicit language : size difference : manhandling : choking : gagging (fingers) : pet names : lifted/carried sex : dead dove; do not eat
His large hand clamps over your mouth, his fingers digging in your cheeks, squishing them roughly, muffling your moans and cry for help as your palms press flat against the old building’s wall.
“Fuccckkk, you feel so damn good” he says, letting out a groan and pulling out his fat cock only to push it back balls deep inside you as your body jerks violently forward, trying desperately accommodate to the brutal stretch, your legs wobbling and buckling beneath you, weak from the continuous deep fucking.
He’s really big, thicker and bigger than anyone you have taken before. His cockhead touches right up against your cervix with every thrust. Pain blooms through your overstretched walls as he smacks his hips against your ass, the obscene sound of it filling your ears.
His other hand is wrapped around your throat as he keeps thrusting inside you, “Yeah, just like that doll” he grunts, lips brushing against the shell of your ear as you clenched around his big cock in fear. “You feel so, so much better than I had expected, isn't it my lucky day?”
“Fuckin’ sweet little thing like you walking these streets alone at night, what were you thinking doing that uh?”
He was right, you had not thought enough while walking back home late at night. Initially you had thought of taking a cab but just to save a few bucks you decided against it.
You shouldn't have. You lived in a big city so even if you had a job which on paper seemed good enough of a paycheck it hardly managed the expenses of the said big city.
Everything was expensive here so even if you lived past a shady neighbourhood, you were glad enough to have the roof above your head. You couldn't afford or even think of changing places until you got a promotion or changed your company for a higher paying one.
You were walking towards your block when you felt someone following you and you glanced over your shoulder only to see this huge bulky and scary man walking a few feet away from you.
You had immediately turned around, heart pounding with fear, hoping it was not what you were thinking and he would take a different turn or route from you. But no, he kept walking after you, turning where you did as you kept checking for him through your peripheral vision.
Even from a distance, he stood out so it was not hard for you to realise that he indeed was following you. And it seemed like he was not going anytime soon or leaving you alone, so you had fastened your pace and nearly ran when you were just a few blocks away from your apartment.
You ran as fast as you could in those damn work heels of yours, as it clattered loudly on the silent street. Huffing as your chest burned, not used to this much of physical activity as you hardly got any time for it, you ran with all your might not looking back and that was your biggest mistake as he was also running after you. Just two more blocks you had thought, you were so close!
Then only he had caught you, his massive arms wrapping around your waist, yanking you to his chest and his large, rough hand had clamped over your mouth before you could scream, smothering your cry for help and protest.
He had moved really fast, dragging you along with him in a nearby alley, where even the streetlamp’s light didn't reach, bunching up your work skirt and tearing off your panties.
You had thrashed wildly, kicking your legs, trying to fight him off, but it was useless. He was too strong for you to do any real harm to him or save yourself from him, he had easily overpowered you pushing you up against the wall in the complete darkness.
He changed the angle pulling out his cock with a low, frustrated grunt, like he hated being out of you even for a second. His thick cock dragged heavily along your walls on his way out, before you could even relax thinking it was probably finally over and he was done with you, he bent his knees slightly, adjusting his angle, and drove back in with one powerful upward thrust. A sharp burst of pain shot through your core, making you yelp in agony against his hand.
The new position forced him even deeper. You felt every inch of his thick cock stretching you open again, his cockhead pressing hard against your cervix, bullying its way in until his heavy balls slapped against your clit, your fingers clawing against the plain brick wall, nothing to hold on too as he started fucking you harder from the new position.
“Don't you know how dangerous it is to roam outside at nighttime, especially if you look so fuckable and vulnerable. You're gonna attract the wrong kind of men you know?”
You tried to scream again, thrashing your head side to side, but his hand only tightened over your mouth making it hard for you to breathe. Tears streamed down your face as your legs shook violently to his relentless ramming inside your cunt.
He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest pressed flush against your back. “Shhh,shhh, don’t fight it, sweetheart. You’re doing so good for me. Taking my cock like a good little slut.”
“And it's not like you're taking a cock for the first time, I went inside you so easily. Do you have a boyfriend, doll? Who's the lucky bastard fucking this sluty cunt of yours, not gonna lie I am quite jealous.”
Another hard thrust as he pushed himself up from the low angle making you whimper against his palm. You could feel the huge and fat cock of his dragging inside your walls, as it clenched around him due to your fear and distress.
His fingers on your throat loosened just a fraction, as you gasped finally able to breath taking deep shaky breaths only for him to slide up and force two thick fingers past your lips, pressing down on your tongue and fucking shallowly into your mouth as you choked and gagged on his fingers, while at the same time he fucked you with his cock slamming inside you.
He slowed for a moment, grinding deep, letting his cock settle inside you. One of his hands left your hip to grope roughly at your tits through your plain office shirt, “Such a nice pair of tits, baby. Should I loosen them free? They will bounce real good while I fuck you raw–ahhh....shit.”
Toji threw his head back letting out a deep moan as your cunt involuntarily clenched around him, your body reacting out of new found fear. The sudden tight squeeze made him hiss through his teeth.
“Oh, baby don't do that” he let out a throaty chuckle near your ear, "You’re gonna snap my dick in half. Don't worry I am not bothering with your shirt, too much work you know.”
You sobbed harder, body trembling as he picked up the speed again, fucking you harder and faster, as your whole body shook from his ruthless, rentless thrusts.
Your knees finally gave out beneath you as you almost fell down only for him to tighten his hold on your waist keeping you upright and going in and out inside of you groaning in your ear.
He lifted you higher with both his arms now wrapped firmly around your waist, pulling your body back against his chest as he slightly bent his knees and leaned a little backwards. Your feet left the ground, dangling helplessly just inches above the floor, toes pointing down but not touching.
The position was overwhelming, dangling like this, worse than before any of the positions he had put you through. Now, only supported by his arms around your waist, hardly able to move except by the thrusts of his cock.
Your body had grown so weak from the brutal fucking that all you could do now was take it, with your back arching against his chest as painful moans and whimpers spilled from your lips now free from his clamped hand.
“You live around here, right?”he asked grunting. “Bet you’re gonna feel me leaking and dripping from your cunt all the way home when I fill you up, I hope you remember this big cock of mine, I bet it's bigger than your boyfriend's.”
“Gonna fill this sweet pussy of yours, doll.” He said his hips slamming up harder into you. “Pump you full with my cum and you’re gonna take it all like the helpless little fucktoy you are. Ain’t that right, princess?”
Imagine finding yourself caught between two, massive, rutting werewolves who definitely do not want to share. They fight savagely over you and the victor mounts you, fucking hard and biting to establish his claim. The other sticks around to watch, drooling and whining and pathetically humping the air in front of you. He still keeps trying to meekly butt in, seemingly desperate to simply get his leaking cock into your mouth; he'll take anything. It earns him deep, possessive warning growls that make him temporarily back off, one of which heralding a throbbing knot stretching you wide to lock in a flood of cum. The loser cums untouched from the sight and scent of it, and he’s close enough in that moment to splatter your face. The victor is enraged at him daring to mark you with his seed and lashes out with his teeth, digging hard into the other's scruff which makes him yelp and inexplicably shoot a second load into the grass. You're beneath them; stuck on a thick, still-raging cock with your belly bulging, quivering in submissive bliss and too caught in a pleasured haze to care what happens next.
Only the incredibly foolish or the incredibly experienced entered a dungeon during breeding season.
You considered yourself in the latter category, a seasoned adventurer of many years. Sure, monsters were more aggressive this time of year, but it wasn't anything you couldn't handle.
True to your expectations, it's pretty easygoing for you.
Then, you come across a mimic chest. There are several ways to identify a mimic chest. The most reliable clue in this moment though was the naked lower half of a woman poking out amidst sharp teeth and tentacle-like tongues.
You've heard tales of poor adventurers being caught and stuffed full of eggs before being fucked by all of the monsters in proximity. A mimic would never let its prey go before the eggs were fertilized.
You figure you should do your part. You pull your dick out of your pants and stroke yourself to hardness. You sink into the soaking wet pussy, groaning at the tight heat of it.
It was almost like it was sucking you inside.
It was, it was actually sucking your dick!
The chest flew open to reveal the "woman" to be more appendages of the monster. Legs retransformed into tongues that wrapped around your body. The tongue with the pussy on the end was firmly attached to your dick.
Another tongue forced its way into your mouth, excreting the famed aphrodisiac. You feel your body relax and your skin light on fire. You moan around the tongue, which pushes deeper into your throat.
More tongues stroke your body, pushing under your clothes. Your balls are caressed, and that combined with the sucking on your dick makes you cum.
The mimic keeps sucking on your dick and stroking you though.
It keeps at it, painful on your soft and overstimulated dick, until you're hard again.
Then, you feel a pressure at the tip of your dick. It pushes until it's inside! It's inside your dick! Fucking it like a hole!
This makes your dick burn, and you realize that it's the same feeling as the effects of the aphrodisiac.
An eternity passes as you get fucked in the dick while this mimic plays with your body. When the pressure inside your dick removes itself, you cum again. Hard.
And yet, your dick doesn't soften. Your dick is hard and throbbing. Your balls ache.
The mimic sucks and sucks and sucks seed from you. For hours.
You barely even register when your pants are pulled all of the way down and slick fingers start to open your ass.
You're too far gone in this haze of extreme sensation. Your body does react when said fingers push on your prostate.
You cum and cum some more under the onslaught. You didn't even know a person could cum so much.
They probably couldn't without the mimic aphrodisiac.
Eventually, your dick cannot get hard again, and the mimic lets you fall. The wet sound of its tongues removing themselves from you.
You don't fall to the ground though. Instead, you're caught by big, strong hands.
You float in and out of consciousness as you're carried through the dungeon to a room with a bed of furs. Your body is boneless as the hands maneuver you to lay down.
Then, you realize you were carried off by a minotaur. Cow's head and a fur-covered chest fill your vision.
The blunt head of the minotaur's cock presses into your loose hole, and you moan helplessly. You're so exhausted. You're fucked out. The minotaur has taken advantage of this and sees fit to use your body to get through the breeding season.
How long does a minotaur's breeding season last again?
Ghosts were a typical pest. Many people lived with them. Some even likened their ghosts to cats and got along with them, not minding the occasional blood drawing.
You don't think those people are being constantly fucked by their ghosts.
You don't know why this ghost (or ghosts) attached itself to you. What you could have touched or said to cause this.
You do know what it wants though, and that's your body.
Not in a possession way either.
Hands wandered over you, stroking and pinching and groping. Finding your sensitive spots in order to try to make you moan in public.
A ghostly cock fucked you at least ten times a day. You have no idea if ghosts are even capable of cumming. Is it just laughing at your reactions? Does it just enjoy making you sweat as you struggle through a normal conversation? Does it make you cum over and over because it can't?
Fuck if you knew.
All you really wanted to know was how to get rid of it.
You're kind of poor though and can't afford an exorcist. Online cures and how-to guides from the library aren't cutting it.
If anything, the attempts make the ghost more vigorous. Pounding you into the floor until you beg for mercy, which is denied as it fucks you until you pass out.
You even wake up in the night sometimes to the feeling of a cock moving inside you. In your cunt and sometimes your throat.
Despite your problem, you still try to live a normal life. You even find someone you're interested in.
The ghosts get a bit aggressive when you flirt, but fuck them. This is your life!
It eventually comes to a point where you're making out with your flirtation. The ghost is thrusting into you, but you focus on the human in front of you. You stumble to the bed, losing your clothes.
An actual, human cock is guided into you.
And, the ghost stops. Its presence is gone.
Was that it?!? You just had to fuck someone else?!?
You triumphantly celebrate the end of your ghost problem by getting fucked.
Only...you don't cum. Your partner does what you think is their best. You go at it for like an hour.
You don't cum though.
You go home unsatisfied.
You masturbate and still can't cum.
This goes on for days. There are no ghosts, but you cannot. Fucking. Cum!!!
By the end of the week, you're so keyed up that you can't focus on anything else but need need need.
You end up naked in bed, begging outloud for the ghost to return. Apologizing for it all: for trying to get rid of it, for fucking someone else.
You'll never do it again, so please, please, please!
You're lifted off the bed and slammed into the ceiling. A thick cock is slamming into your cunt at a brutal pace. You're crying, but it's from relief!
This is it! This is what you need!
You moan and writhe and finally cum on your bedroom ceiling!
Then, you're pinned to the bed, held still by invisible hands as the ghost keeps taking and taking and taking.
You thank it and praise it and tell it to stay forever.
You'll let it have its way with you, just stay forever!
Exploring a dungeon by yourself was dangerous, but you had been an adventurer for over a year. This was supposed to be an easy dungeon too.
You could tell at a first glance though that this orc was more than you could handle.
Thankfully, you're an accomplished mage. You slapped a piece of parchment on the wall, casting a spell. The wall became like an illusion, and you dived through.
A large hand followed you through the wall, catching your thigh. It pulled you off your feet and towards the wall again.
The spell broke suddenly, and you found your waist encased in the dungeon's wall. Your upper torso and arms were on one side of the wall. Your lower side was on the other side. The side with the orc.
It took you a moment to realize that the bag with your magic spell components was on the side with the orc.
Fuck.
You struggled despite knowing that it was futile. You couldn't do anything. You were going to die!
Then, you feel more than hear the crotch of your pants being ripped off, followed soon by your underwear.
Your legs closed, out of shock and a sense of modesty. The shock of cold air on your bare pussy had you shivering.
The feeling of large hands around your clothed thighs. Your legs were forcefully pried apart, exposing your bare pussy again.
There was then a blunt, warm pressure against your sex. It rubbed up and down on your pussy, so you could feel the size of it.
It was, in a word, huge. There was no way you could take it.
Please, don't put it in.
Of course, the orc wouldn't care about what you wanted if you could speak to it.
The head of the orc's dick pressed inside you slowly but inexorably. You cried out and gasped and whined. The stinging pain of being stretched beyond your limits had you sobbing.
Whenever you thought all of it was in you (there couldn't possibly be more), you were proved wrong as another excruciating inch was pushed in.
Finally, the sensation of the the orc's balls against you tell you that it was over. You were full beyond belief, tears streaming down your face.
Then, half of the dick pulled out and pushed back in forcefully.
You cry out.
The orc did it again. And again. And again.
The orc pounded into you unceasingly while you writhed helplessly. You clawed at the walls, seeking something to hold. Your legs twitched involuntarily. You can barely breathe as the force of the thrusts pushed breath after breath out of you.
At some point, your pussy had become wet with slick and precum. Your pussy was also getting used to the stretch, being just a sting.
You realize you're starting to enjoy it. That your gasps were half moans. That you almost wished the orc would play with your clit too.
Unbidden, your orgasm built and then overtook you. You cried with pleasure and humiliation.
The dick inside of you kept pounding away, drawing out the orgasm until it was simply painful with overstimulation. Then, until it became pleasurable again.
The endless thrusting continued, and you came over and over until you forgot to be ashamed.
An eternity later, the orc came. He came and came inside you until you felt a cramping inside.
You felt a gush of cum drip down your boneless legs when the orc pulled out.
After the warmth and girth of the orc's dick, you feel empty. Your bare pussy cold.
Then, another large, warm head pressed against your leaking pussy.
Big minotaur cock splitting you open. Hefty sweaty minotaur balls slapping against you with every thrust. Heady minotaur musk filling your head making you all foggy and useless. Minotaur holding you off the ground and bouncing you up and down on its cock like a fleshlight
Also by itself this pic is a great example of long-term fat redistribution on T. I've always had wide hips (measurements pre-T were 36-28-40) and my hip bones are still large, but I don't hold fat there in the same way anymore so the shape looks quite different. I've been on T for about 8 years now.
a massive dragon lazily jerking the princess of the castle they just conquered up and down on their cock and using her fucked out pussy to massage their knot and they're in the hoarde getting dragon cum all over the gold and gems
Yeah the first time you ovulate on dragon hrt is pretty rough. You might wanna keep some oversized shirts to cover the bloating of your belly but it's really better to stay home. The ovipositor is really sensitive when it's new so there's not really any undies or pants you can wear comfortably once it starts to reach its full size. Hell, even skirts are gonna rub against the tip. No, yeah a lot of new dragons try and hold them in, that's just gonna make you get huge and even more achey. Just tease it a little with your fingers and push when you get the urge to push. It does hurt a little but it feels super good also. If it helps, you can use a silicone toy or a plushie you aren't particularly attached to. I wouldn't reccomend being anywhere near anyone else your first few times. You'll probably hurt them when you really get laying and you won't be able to stop. Yeah it'll be like this every month.
