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my body is a machine that turns cute girls into nutrients
friend is trying to sell her car bc shes moving to a state with vehicle inspections and her prius lives in defiance of god. anyway so shes cleaning it out at my apartment complex bc we have dumpsters and her roommate forgot to pay the trash bill. i will be liveblogging my experience watching her do this and you will understand why i refuse to help her
-threw out the floor mats entirely bc theres magic the gathering cards molded into them
-found an axe formely belonging to a friend who is now in jail
-four trash bags worth of clothes and an untold amount of fast food trash
guys theres a pile of chicken bones down there from wingstop im so scared
AND i hear "hey dude can i use ur washing machine real quick" and she pulls out a pair of pants from, i shit you not, 1940 and theyre moldified into a SOLID. those pants survived a war and couldnt last a year in her fucking shitbox istfg
shes cleaning out the Broken Glass Area of the backseat (normal thing to have. been there FOUR FUCKING YEARS)
fuckin blindly sticks her hand under the seat and pulls out a fully intact URANIUM GLASS PLATE. "for you :D" ... GIRL
"oh no i disturbed the nursery section of The Colony!!! D: D: " awesomesauce. i hope an asteroid comes and kills us both
i swear to god im not exaggerating here. anyway heres an incomplete list of everything we found inside:
-axe (stolen)
-earrings made out of dentures
-flavored condoms
-a quilt
-hello kitty sweater (stolen from a DIFFERENT ex-friend with a felony charge)
-deer spine
-baseball sized wad of human hair
-""sex apron""
-uranium glass plate
-pile of non-uranium non-car glass
-rollerblades
-complete phantom of the opera cd set
-magic the gathering cards mold-ified into a brick
-lego millennium falcon
-a CUTLASS??? (for "self defense")
-the back bumper of the car
-an entire fucking ant colony
and finally, perhaps the most disturbing,
-a pack of vanilla wax melts, inexplicably unmelted and intact despite sitting inside this terrarium-with-a-prius-wrapped-around-it in 100 degree heat for god knows how long
i must stress: before today she DID NOT KNOW about the ant colony in there . she thought ants just really liked to climb inside anytime the car was parked.
guys i cant take it anymore
bringing this post back bc i found a video of her offering me the phantom cd set and i said no because the box was coated in a syrupy mat of human hair and she was confused because "we know whos hair it is" ???? as if the origin of the hair was the only fucking holdup
do you think hexiciah was proud of his creation in that moment? to know she felt pain just as he did? to know that loving her was enough to make her human in her own way? do you think as he bled out after she effectively poweref off, he wondered if he'd ever see her in the afterlife? do you think when robecca was reunited with hexiciah temporarily during freaky fusion only for ut ti be him before her creation, she mourned? he recognized her as his daughter before she was even created....do you think she wanted to warn him not to tell people about her? do you think she blames herself? do you think robecca wonders if she has a soul? do you think she yearns to be reunited with her father since he was the only family she ever truly had? do you think robecca mourns the fact she can never truly die to be reunited with her family?
𝖓𝖆𝖔𝖞𝖆 𝖟𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓 would rather swallow glass than confess that he was in love with you.
he hated the word itself. love. it sounded weak. naive. something lesser men felt. but every time you walked into a room, every time you looked at him like you actually saw him past the arrogance, past the pedigree, past the centuries of zenin rot something in his chest pulled tight like a leash snapping.
it infuriated him beyond belief, because you were the only bitch he ever truly loved.
not that he’d ever say it. no, he acted like he barely tolerated you. he insulted you, picked apart your technique, criticized your clothes, your tone, your smile. anything to keep you from noticing how his eyes always lingered a second too long. anything to hide the fact that he sat awake at night, jaw locked, furious that no one else made his pulse hit that dizzying stutter.
naoya didn’t know how to court a woman he respected. how could he? everything he’d been taught was predation wrapped in etiquette.
so he hovered instead like a silent, glowering shadow. stepping between you and danger before you could blink. gripping your wrist too tight when another man spoke to you. buying you expensive gifts then claiming they were ‘leftovers’, as if naoya zenin ever settled for leftovers.
he never asked you on a date. he just showed up where you were. he never said he missed you. he just went cold and cruel when you stayed away too long. he never held your hand. he just brushed your knuckles with his thumb when he thought you weren’t paying attention.
yearning was too soft a word for what he felt. it was obsession sharpened into pride, pressed under his tongue like a secret blade.
he truly believed you wouldn’t want him if he ever dropped the act - if he ever let himself be gentle, or sincere, or vulnerable. so he kept drowning in feelings he refused to name, dying for you quietly, stubbornly, pathetically.
the only bitch he ever loved, and the only one he’d never let himself have.
your weird obsession with moral purity is degrading your critical thinking skills and poisoning your ability to empathize with other people btw
your weird obsession with moral purity is degrading your critical thinking skills and poisoning your ability to empathize with other people btw
I was part of an art trade this year and got selected to draw for one of my favorite artists and biggest inspirations, @yourdarlingpuppy!!!! I thought that little breakfast wouldn’t be all that likely to eat Dari, but she would drag her down into the gut of a crocodile~
This ended up being the piece I put the most work into yet, so I hope you all enjoy, and happy holidays from inside this gut!
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Merry Christmas indeed!!! This is EXACTLY what I asked for Christmas
I was taking a nap in a back bedroom while the house party continued outside. I woke to someone sitting next to me on the bed. “Hey, are you okay?” It was my friend Mark’s girlfriend, I hardly knew her. “You looked like you might be sick.”
“I’m okay. Just took too many edibles, I’m exhausted. I just want to lay here for a while longer.”
“Aw, that’s fine, you can lay down as long as you want.”
The room spun as someone else suddenly pulled on my ankles, dragging me down to the foot of the bed and hanging my ass over the edge. My dress rolled up around my waist. “Wait,” I protested, dizzy. I recognized my friend Mark as he pulled my panties off and bent my legs back. His girlfriend grabbed my ankles and held me there. The weight of my thighs, the drugs, the surprise all made me start panting. “Wait!” I tried again, my voice weak. Mark ignored me. She held my legs open while he started running his cock over my pussy and I started moaning.
As Mark teased me with his cock I struggled, my efforts in vain - I was still too fucked up to move my body much, the skinny girlfriend was stronger than she looked, and most importantly, my pussy tingled and throbbed at the touch of this new cock. I could hear how wet I was. I wanted so badly to be fucked. And I wanted to be held down, just like they were doing. I’d never thought of Mark this way, he’d never even flirted with me before.
Mark started nudging my clit with his cockhead, jerking us both off while she watched and braced my legs open. My hips rocked me up and down against his strokes. My head was filled with white noise, but I could hear my own hard breathing. The music from the other room drowned out their voices, but I could see them talking to each other above me. They made out over my head while he stroked my clit with his cock. I felt like a toy. My empty pussy started clenching, searching. Spots of white began to blur my vision. I rocked myself against him faster, and he finally looked away from her to watch me cum.
The first wave hit me gently. At the same time, he pulled his cock away and stroked himself while my mouth dropped open and I groaned low. Squeezing my eyes shut and trying to pull my legs closed, they were forced back apart by her hands. My hips rose and fell with each trembling wave. Then I felt warmth splashing on me. Eyes wide now, I watched Mark cum on me. He stroked himself slowly, dropping huge splatters of cum on me while my cunt clenched around nothing. His load dripped into the folds of my pussy. I felt the different texture seeping dangerously close to my vagina. My orgasm trailed off but aftershocks continued. I dropped my head back, panting, gasping, even weaker.
Her hands moved from my ankles to my knees. Pulled them back as far as they would go, pinning me down harder. “Wait,” I mumbled. Mark ran his cock through his cum, dragging it along my pussylips until he had a puddle corralled, and then pushed it inside my well-lubricated pussy with his still-hard dick. I shook my head and panted, “Wait, wait… please,” as his raw cock filled me. My weak voice was drowned under the music. My cunt clutched at him desperately until he pressed his hips against mine. Fully penetrated, completely unprotected, my sloppy pussy tingled around him. He withdrew, gathered up more cum and pushed it inside me with his next thrust. I cried out, scared of what he was doing. Terrified of how excited I still was. He kept pushing his cum into me with each stroke. She held me still, smiling as she watched.
When he’d finished pushing the first load in he started long steady thrusts. She held my legs open for him as if they’d done this before. I felt his load getting thicker inside me while we fucked. Even without any stimulation my clit started to throb. Cum and my wetness started dripping out of me. They were talking to each other again, exchanging kisses, ignoring me. My messy cunt welcomed his assault. They weren’t hurting me, just using me as a toy. He plowed into me relentlessly. Full strokes from head to base. Working that cum to the back of my pussy. My eyes closed and I started to drift away, in limbo between almost cumming and almost passing out. Hovering warm between them as they enjoyed themselves.
Soon his hands joined hers on my knees. His thrusts got shorter and harder. They were talking again, and this time I heard them.
“Oh Daddy, her too?”
“Fuck yeah. I’m gonna breed all of you.”
“Mmm, you’re so bad. Do it.”
“Wait, what-” Then I felt him cumming. Unmistakable hot throbs were fucked into me. I started shaking. Frightened as I felt my pussy relax and accept him. My head spun anxiously. And still he fucked me, inhuman amounts of cum pouring inside me. I moaned and sobbed, and my cunt devoured his load desperately. Then it was over. He’d emptied himself into me, and fucked it all deep. My pussy was full and drooling. My body used up and exhausted. Mark pulled out, she let go of my legs and I rolled to the side, gasping in shock. His cum gushed out with every exhale. My clit buzzed angrily. My pussy ached. I could almost cum if I touched my clit. They walked away to the bathroom door and I heard them once more.
“Daddy’s gonna get all his friends pregnant at this rate.”
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Hmm actually I think I need to have my mouth finger fucked in a cnc way. I need to be choking and gagging and grabbing your wrist trying to pull your fingers out of my mouth, but you’re so much stronger than me.
You let me go for a moment and I try to close my mouth to keep you from resuming, but you just end up slapping me until I open, and you shove your fingers back down my throat
For a second a thought crosses my mind, but before I can consider acting on it, your other hand wraps tightly around my throat, and you hiss “if I feel you try to bite down, I’ll break your fucking jaw”
prev (@extogasm) you get me
hey only open this if you wanna see me color a naked harpy
ok so here you go
Rolls over with my distended, squirming, prey-filled stomach and gazes wistfully, hoping an observer might notice
I've both mentioned rubbing a preds tummy to break down their food and grinding against someone's full stomach before but. hear me out on this one. Grinding against a pred's very full of prey tummy. pressing and massaging their stomach to help their food melt down faster.
Pred who got really hungry and their eyes were bigger than their stomach so they went for a pretty big prey. Prey now filling them up overwhelmingly, squirming inside them and heaving them down, the pred lays down helplessly, whimpering and groaning as their tummy is working so hard to digest their huge meal.
And then their partner or observer gets there. Is instantly, debilitatingly turned on by the sight. They rush to get to the pred side and are soon getting all touchy with them, running their hands all over their overfilled tummy, unbuttoning their pants for them, gushing about how they really overdid it, how full they are, how their poor tummy is so overworked and really must need some help to break down all that food. And soon only caressing them with their hands it's not enough.
They're all feverish and driven up by lust as they start to grind against their pred's engorged tummy. It's so taut and warm and they can feel every squirm, all that gurgling and bubbling under them. The observer pushes down a little harder, rubbing against and pressing a particulary taut and sensitive spot on their partners tummy. The pred whines and moans and gets strained burps forced out of them as their partner is pressing their exact sweet spots. It's all so overwhelming, but it's helping their stomach indeed as they can hear it's steady gurgling, two pressing forces that are breaking down their meal at once.
y’all I fucking LOVE magic/supernatural weight gain scenarios Please keep em comin fuck
another nsfw continuation for @makemeimmobile !!
[Under Where?] Snow leopard in a loincloth
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[Under Where?] White Wolf in a lingerie
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