ScarletFrost24

Age: 20 Years Old

[flowerbunnyboo-deactivated20250]

BE MY SLUT | back

starring: henry cavill x male reader

summary: you’re just Henry’s slut

nsfw, minors dni, don’t report

a/n: I wanna be bred by him

“Be a good slut and take daddy’s cock just like that”, Henry whispers as he keeps pounding your tight little hole that’s just swallowing his big cock that keeps making you see stars.

You drool and mumble incoherent words as Henry increases his pace and grabs your check. His musky sent drives your crazy.

You sniff his armpit making Henry smirk. He grabs your head and shoves it into his armpit. It drives you crazier. Henry’s cock still abusing you.

Henry lifts you up and put you on the bed and makes you face the mirror. “Look at yourself love. See that face, see that expression of yours. So lewd, so sexy !”, Henry’s words make you even hard.

You watch in the mirror as Henry’s body moves and so does his cock that keeps entering and leaving your pink hole.

Henry smirks even more and licks your back with his tongue and spanks your ass making it jiggle. He looks in the mirror and loves how you’re seeing him and yourself. He feels his cock throb inside your tight walls.

You feel a knot form in your stomach as Henry’s cock makes a bulge. “So sexy”, Henry mutters eyeing you take his cock like a good boy. You feel like cumming and Henry understands.

He starts pumping your dick simultaneously as he fucks you.

You moan and cum all over the sheets. You tighten your hole making your husband groan. He spills his cum into your hole. You watch hai expression and you’re hard once again.

“Round 2 ?”, he asks and you only have one answer.

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[fwsfakes]

Henry Cavill's viral boobs.

(The edit is mine and only mine lol)

[stinkloverdude]

SANTA CAVILL

Chris walked into his apartment spent after a long day on set. He wanted nothing more than a hot bath and sleep. He flicked the lights on and to his surprise his Christmas tree was put up. He was startled at first but remember three quarters of hollywood (male and female) had keys to this apartment, which was Chris’ love shack. He stayed here when he was on set, but mostly used it to fuck. Tinsel fell on the floor. The tinsel trailed into the bedroom.

It was dark. He flicked the light on and moved to the bed which had a pile of Christmas themed sex toys. He was shoved onto the bed. When he rolled over he say Henry Cavill in all his glory. Henry wore a Santa onesy, that was most certainly not fit for the nonexistent winter in LA. It had a long V-neck to expose the lush chest hair that everyone drooled over. He purposely bought a size too small, the rich red material hugged every hard curve and soft edge. He wore thick snow boots with the outfit. His erection was prominent to say the least. He had a Santa hat on and big sweat patches under his pits. He crossed his arms over his chest, making his thick pecs pop. Evans was in absolute awe.

Henry leaned over Chris, they were roughly the same height and body type but Cavill felt much larger in that moment. He grabbed Evan’s face and said “Ho Ho Ho” very slowly in his deep Jersey accent. Evans’ pupils dilated. They made out passionately for a good while on top of the pile of sex toys. Evans was panting as Henry necked him, grinding onto his hard dick. The scratchiness of Henry’s facial hair was delightful, Evans could not wait to feel it… elsewhere. Henry stopped kissing and stood. Fuck was he hot. In LA there was never really a winter, so it’s a bit out of the ordinary for Henry who is sweating buckets. “I can’t wait to taste.” Chris was in such a stupor he doesn’t know if that came from his mouth or Henry’s. “Strip” this was definitely Henry, booming and rich timbre. Evans stood up, pulling his tank off revealing his, sadly, spray tanned torso, which was Marvel required. He also had to wax any visible hair meaning smooth pits, chest and abs. He looked like a ken doll. Henry looked like a man, stank like one too. (Later chris would find out henry came from a hot Judo and boy did that stink fill the room.) He smelled musky and spicy. He took a whiff of his hairy right pit. It was matted with the sweat but the glint was unmistakable. “C-can can I please lick that?” Chris whined out as he gazed at the sweaty armpit. “Oh that’s for the naughty boys, are you naughty enough chris?” Henry teased him. “Oh fuckkkk, yes, yes I am I’m such a naughty boy I fucked Tom holland and this other guy in a Santa’s workshop exhibit the other week. I drank their piss and ate this random guy’s ass. I’m so naughty. Oh please.” Chris sounded wrecked and crazed. “Hmmm that’s naughty but not enough… I’ll have to test you. Only naughty boys can get through Santa’s little test” Henry growled.

Henry tied Chris up to the posts of the bed using the tinsel that trailed in. Chris only nodded like a mad man. Chris lay naked like Christmas Dinner: legs spread and cock leaking. “Let’s start…” Henry said. He spat on chrisl’ smooth chest. “Good boys shave their chests isn’t it” he massaged the bulging smooth pecs. Chris moaned in surrender. Henry tweaked the pretty pink nipples that topped the firm pecs. He intermingled his deliberate activities with running his hands over the muscled torso and thighs. “Oooh I like smooth pits but it’s for good boys. Having hairy stinky pits are for men like me” Henry mocked him. He exposed the wet patch of his outfit and brought it teasingly close to Evans’ mouth, who stretched his tongue in an attempt to taste it. He sobbed when he couldn’t get to it when Henry quickly pulled it away, the strong smell of spice was robbed from Chris. Henry licked the smooth pits, tasting the salt and smelling the odour. Chris was not particularly smelly but he was salty and reacted just as he should to the beard.

Henry picked up a cockring that looked like a furry Christmas wreath. He clamed the wreath on chris’s dick earning a whine. Henry tugged on the 7 inch snow white dick with a cherry red tip. An extra gush of pre leaked out of the piss slit. Henry gathered it on his fingers and sucked the precum of off them. He gathered the spit in him mouth and spat it into Evans’ mouth. In the pile was a set of anal beads that looked like baubles. Henry licked the sweat from evans ass and it was musky and had a different spice to it compared to Henry’s own. Henry placed the first ball at Evans’ hole. Evans pulled on the tinsel holding down his legs, aiming to expose his ass better. “Woah slow down tiger” Henry laughed as he rubbed the ball against the hole and patting Evans’ abs. He poured lube on the beads and pushed the first one into evans. Evans was sobbing at this point, his breath hitched everytime a new bauble entered. Once five baubles were deep inside the moaning man, Henry ruthlessly pulled it out at once. Chris pumped out enough precum at this to look like he finished, but the hardness was unchanging. Henry licked the one that was second deepest, he licked it well, it was a strange but not horrible taste. He placed the deepest one in Evans’ mouth to shut the slut up. He now took a free bauble and placed it at the semi gaping hole. He pushed it in at it was devoured with little effort. Henry rubbed the smooth abs. “Baby you can do it” Henry encouraged. Evans’ face contorted in effort. The bauble popped out of his hole with a sloppy sound. His body was renewed in a layer of sweat. Henry smiled and pulled the anal beads out of his mouths and shared a kiss with him. “Naughty, you heard that sound, pig” Henry said as he broke the kiss, “an apple” he placed the free red bauble in Evans’ mouth. He giggled softly seeing how Evans looked like a strung up piggy with an apple in his mouth.

Henry moved down to attack the nipples again. He bit and chewed at them. He moved to the smooth pits enjoying the new scent of desire that was now emminating from the skin. He was wrecking evans. He got up and moved to the tray of sweets that was placed on the table next to the tv in the bedroom. He pulled out a candy cane. He unwrapped it and sucked it. The mint was refreshing in the middle of the sweat and cum. He licked Evans nipples again, now the mint stung adding to the pleasure. He pushed the cane up the sloppy ass, all the way to the curve. The cane presses against the taint, this along with the mint stinging the rim of evans was nearly too much to bear. When Henry moved up to Evans face again tears stained the marble cut face. Henry tenderly kissed the tears. He pulled the bauble out of the now swollen lipped mouth. “One last thing for you to prove how much of a naughty boy you are… but first I need to have my ass eaten. The onsey had a butt flap that Henry opened and ripped off effortlessly. He lowed his ass to just above Evans’ waiting face. “Smell good buddy? Sweating like crazy today” Henry hovered over the face waiting for a reply. “Fuck Henry you smell so good, your ass is so pale but the black hair is so sexy. It’s so fat.” Evans said needy. Henry smothered Evans. Henry gave out deep moans and groans in response to the dexterous tongue working itself into the hole. The sweat and smell alone could make a grown man cum instantly, luckily for the actor the wreath cockring kept his cum at bay. Henry lifted his HUGE ass once he had enough. He bent forward a bit more to line his cock with the mouth. The cock was definatly apted for the size and shape of Cavill standing at a thick uncut 8 inches. His dick was a little darker than his body with a fleshy pink tip that peaked out of the foreskin. Evans slobber was all over his face due to the rimming and now more leaked out of his mouth at every thrust into his mouth. The crotchet smelled rank but tasty, deeply rich and musky, something indescribable.

Henry’s blue eyes were dark with lust. He intended to finish the ‘test’ soon. He pulled off his leather boot and made Chris breath in his foot sweat. Oh and how chris loved it… it was musty and leathery… he compared it to when he worshiped David Beckham’s feet that time in London. Henry looked at Chris with a piercing gaze “your final test baby…”. Henry put the boot under his cock and let the stream of piss fall into it. Chris was in shock… out of the many many dirty and unspeakable things je did drinking piss from a used boot never occurred… it filled him with even greater desire… not to mention it’s Henry fucking Cavill’s piss. Henry stopped pissing in the boot and started to piss on Evans’ chest. The stream of piss died. Henry lifted the boot up to his nose and sniffed it… it was not as acrid as morning piss and was a bit diluted but the undertone of his own stinky feet was detectable. He took a small swig from the boot and damn was it good. He started to pour the piss into Chris’ mouth. Chris drank every drop and theatrically licked his lips. Henry slapped him. “You’re such a dirty fucker… you naughty boy” Henry said as he grabbed Evan’s dick and positioned himself to fuck Evans. Henry wildly fucked Chris… sounds so obscene came from not only the slapping of skin but the sloppiness of the hole being fucked. Chris came after a few pumps of his dicks and bumps to his prostate. Henry was a work horse, he carried on 30 minutes before he came in Evans’ ass. He feltched his cum out and swallowed it while staring at Evans who looked ready to pass out from pleasure and exhaustion. Cavill undid the tinsel and kissed chris. Chris positioned himself in Henry’s pit smelling the workout they had just done. They fell asleep surrounded by various fluids and damp piss soaked covers. What a Merry Christmas!

The end

This one was written as a thank you to everyone who followed my blog and as a (late) Christmas gift. But was done for my 50th follower @confused-af-indian thanks for the horny inspiration… I hope you enjoyed… please send in some prompts

[fartsandotherstink]

5) would you rather be

Master Henry Cavill's boyfriend but he likes to burps on you every time he wants to burp, or be Master Chris Evans's boyfriend but he makes you eat his turds / piss sometimes?

This question is also very hard because it is between the two hottest daddies.

However, I would probably go for Henry Cavill’s burps because I feel like he would burp a lot and I would really suffer with him.

[stinkfacestories]

how do you think henry cavill would do a stinkface?

Cavils at home, watching Hemsworth’s live stream while he paints his Warhammer figures on his new computer. He chuckles when he sees the guys are doing stinkface challenges. His room is hot. He has an air conditioner but he likes the feel of the sweat running down his back, into the valley of his ass and soaking his seat. “Oh boys, always late to the party” he says, looking at the screen. There is a slight moan from underneath him. He shifts in his seat, grinding his ass into his computer chair. “What are we in high school?” There is another moan. He is growing agitated. He sets down his figure and puts his brush away. He shifts forward and looks down at this seat. There is a face. I’ve been sitting there for hours while he works. “What did I say about talking and making noise while I paint?” He speaks calm but with the force and power of superman behind his words. “If you interrupt my painting I’m going to stop holding back the farts. You brought this on yourself. Remember: Seats don’t talk” He slides his wet, boxer clad add back on my face and returns to painting his custodes. “I’m going to paint your shoulders...” He scrunches his face up. The chair vibrates as he lets out a dry, but thunderous fart. “Gold!” he chuckles, fanning the air.

[stinkloverdude]

Henry Cavill's pits

You lap at the wet hair. He demanded you lick his pits after his long day on the mission impossible set. He wore a suit all day and was drenched. That sweat smells like a man. A true alpha. His English accent made you weak in the knees when spoken at this depth in a sexy whisper. You weren’t there for your pleasure. You were a tool. He needed his pits clean. You wanted them clean. The scent is overwhelming. You know this is where you belong. His bulging bicep was a sight to behold, being so close to it. Seeing every curve and vein. You enjoyed being consumed by the dark pits. You waited for this. You needed this. You pick up the sweat tangled in the hair, it was salty and musky, the scent translated to the taste. Wow. You were so lucky. You rub your face in it. You feel the hair in your mouth. You were so lucky to have a few stuck in your mouth. The sensory overload was heavenly. He paid you no mind what so ever, reading His script as you cleaned him. You moved on to the other pit. Fuck it’s starting all over again… the euphoria of the sweat wet pit, the stink and the act of worship.

[gassyandnasty]

Since you are writing the backstage series, can you make one of Henry Cavill?

I'd love to see him burping in his fan's face, forcing him to sniff his armpits and butt

Backstage - Henry Cavill

Oh, Henry... needless to say that he is everybody's dream, but he is very hard to find, and those big studios aren't easy to sneak on, but I had my way.

I started to hear that he was having a lot of trouble with the costume department, so they were hiring more people to take care of this problem. When I got into the studio to do an interview, a guy with teary eyes, coughing his way out approached me:

"Are you applying for the costume department?" He said between coughs.

"Yeah...I-" he didn’t let me finish.

"Take this" he handed me his credentials and said, "I can't take this any second if this anymore."

He left while I didn't question all the chaos, after all, I was going to meet Henry Cavill!

I came into his trailer and saw him getting ready to shoot. The guy who ran out of here must have been helping him, since he is standing on a pedestal trying to fit into a spandex suit.

"Might you... help me with this?" Henry requested and I froze. Was I going to finally touch all of that body?

I couldn't resist, I approached and started my amateur service, soon I saw why he needed help, that suit was really tight. His upper body was bare because his suit wouldn't pass his thighs.

"Okay... raise your arms." I commanded and he didnt question. There was no reason for this, only for admiring his hairy pits. They were sweaty from the effort of trying to put this on.

"Uhm... how much am I going to stay in this position?" Henry asked.

"Oh I'm just calculating your measures so I can try to fix..."

"No need, this suit was made for me months ago, but they asked for me to reshoot on MY vacations, I'm not skipping my barbecues and burguers for that."

"Oh... I see..." I signalize for him to put his arms down as I take advantage to measure his chest, and yeah... it was made of STEEL, but just to hide my obvious amusement, I asked:

"And how are you planning to fit in this?"

I heard Henry laughing as he stopped to pat his belly. Indeed, some fat featured his ripped muscles, which made him even more delicious.

"I'm a little bloated, so I'll have to let some out..." when he pat his belly again, it stirred something within, and he ripped a deep and gurgly belch on my face:

OOOOOOoooooooooooooUUUUUUUUUUUU888RRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPP!!

It exploded on my face, and smelt like burguers. He ripped with no shame, as his expression changed to relief.

"Aaaahh, I think I'm lighter after this." Henry laughed at my coughing fit. "Try to pull the suit up again.

I was a little shocked, but I crouched down to do what he said, at least I was not in the line of his burps again.

With all my force, I managed to pull his suit past his thighs, and now Im stuck at his ass. I think his cheeks are bigger than my head, soft yet strong, but aren't yielding even a little for the spandex.

"Oh, I wouldn't crouch down over there if I was you buddy! Haha" I could hear henry say from above. As I could feel he grabbing the back of my head even closer to his ass.

PBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTT

He ripped a beast of a fart on my face, making it rumble and jiggle with the force of his cheeks. I fell down into another fit as he was laughing. Somebody came in.

"You are late, and what's that smell? Eww..." I could hear another assistant.

"I'm trying to deflate to fit into the suit" Henry says with a shit-eating grin as he fans behind his ass.

"We dont have time for that, stinky. Just come out that we put cgi all over it. Geez...." they left as I felt light-headed.

CGI? So I didn't have to take those bombs in the face....

[alphasaxophone]

Henry Cavill's Super Farts

Henry Cavill was attending a music festival, when soon he started to experience incredible gas pains. 😬

The bean and sprout vindaloo curry he had devoured the night before was coming back with a vengeance. And Henry had started the day with a dozen boiled eggs, 3 cans of baked beans and 2 large protein shakes. 😯

But this man's gut was insatiable, so he still decided to indulge in many pints of Guinness. The darkest and thickest beer. 👀

He tried to close his mouth when he belched 🤐 but it only made his cheeks bigger, and the roaring sound could still be heard. But that was nothing compared to the monstruous farts he let off while sitting on a wooden stool 🤠

Embarrassed yet proud around his mates 😅, he had a nervous grin on his face as his stomach rumbled like thunder 🌩

They laughed as they remembered previous nights when he set fire to his flatulence 🔥 or when he beat his own records of the longest fart or most numerous rips. He truly was the king of gas, the fart champion 💪

Full of wind 💨, he made his way towards the main stage in the crowds as music started. He was a walking time-bomb 💣, crop dusting people on his way so they wouldn't notice where the stench came from.

After holding it in for long, and sweating profusely 🥵, while the band played, he felt a big one coming. He thought no one would hear... but poor Henry ripped it as the music ended abruptly 😬

The crowds could hear what sounded like a giant balloon deflating 🎈, starting high pitched and ending like a deep mighty roar after a whole 30 secondes.

And it clearly came from Henry's ass as leafs blew off behind him 🍂🍃 and his rancid stink scorched the grass. People dispersed around him holding their noses 🤭, gagging and fanning the air that even the outdoors couldn't clear 🤢

Everyone laughed.

Leaving Henry red faced and embarrassed 😳😅

TO BE CONTINUED !!! Don't miss the explosive ending

[alphasaxophone]

After stinking up the outdoors music festival with his skunky Guinness induced farts 🦨 Henry destroyed the toilets 🚽 with the world's biggest dumps. His flatulence was loud and long 💨 He plopped away huge unflushable logs that clogged the toilets 💩 He couldn't help but smile after leaving each cabin. Relieved and proud 😈 Knowing how much destruction he had caused behind him.

[alphasaxophone]

Henry Cavill was meeting Royal Marines. At the event, they had some classic hearty army food... a bean casserole, with some boiled eggs for starters 👀

Needless to stay our boy Henry filled his plate with a mountain of fart fuel and even went for seconds. The troops had a worried look on their face 😯

Later that day, when it looked like Henry was about to blow, all the Marines went silent 🤫

Like roaring thunder his stomach rumbled and he lifted his leg... the gas slowly escaped, it sounded like a balloon deflating. It was long and it got louder and louder 📢

He blessed many chairs and rooms that day with his flatulence. A warm and thick green cloud followed him and caused chaos anywhere he went. The troops laughed and held their noses 🤭 Used their hats to try to clear the air 🤢

In true army tradition he slept in the barracks with them, and they set fire to his farts all night 🔥

There was no doubt that Henry Cavill smelled like a skunk 🦨 and farted like a horse 🐎💨

[mandar2498]

[eliostory]

you’re being forced to judge a fart contest (that want sound and stench judged) by two men. Who are they and why? And bonus question, who if the two do you think would win?

Tom Holland and Zayn Malik, because they're two ridiculously hot guys whose farts I suspect stink quite a bit too. There are videos of One Direction complaining that Zayn's farts stink like hell, and Tom eats a lot of protein to maintain that hot body, so…

Oh, and Tom would win. With a great ass comes great power.

[bigbootyshortboi]

FFF: Facetime-Farting Felix

[Most likely a one shot, but maybe I'll do mini's of him when I'm having a huge story block like I am rn LOL]

Riiiiiiing Riiiiiiiiiiing

I pick up my phone and see an incoming call from my friend, Felix. He's currently on vacation with his family, so I'm a bit surprised to hear from him. I decided to answer the phone only to drop it IMMEDIATELY in a flustered shock.

"Felix, why is your ENTIRE ASS OUT"

Holy shit the mound of cakes on this man is insane he is so lucky we are in separate places right now

"DUDE I'M BOOOOOOOOOORED" Felix complains, completely ignoring my question and letting out a groan, slamming his face into the pillow before peaking up, he pouts a little bit and says "Please entertain me...."

I sigh and pick up my phone off the floor, still blushing but also having a bit of a frustrated look on my face

"Fine, what do you wanna do?"

"I dunno man... hnngh-"

BPVVVRRRRRPPPTTT

He lets out possibly the BEEFIEST fart I've ever heard before continuing "I just don't wanna be alone man, gramps and granny are playing shuffle board and I'm stuck here with sushi gut and no AC so my ass is out my dick is swanging, I got HELLA gas-" brrpprprprtffft "and I can't do shit about it."

I just scoff at this "Maybe don't eat the sushi next time" I tease

"mAyBe JuSt DoN't EaT tHe SuSh- shut the fuck up man"

gRiirirRPRPPRPRPbptttpt

A growly and slightly wet fart escapes him

"Suck on that gay boy."

I laugh at this and say "Yeah, yeah, wuck my ass bi bitch"

He laughs back before saying "I mean I could if you want-"

I immediately get flustered again, I think he notices this cuz he smirks a bit and adjusts the camera up so I can see a bit more of his ass as he lays down on his stomach

"You know, you don't gotta beat around the bush with me dude, if you have a crush on me STILL after hearing my sushi blasts, I might actually have to date you"

I freak out at this, I've had a crush on Felix for years but I NEVER told him.... how long has he known??? And why is THIS the time he chooses to say something???

"I uh-" I get cut of with a meaty

bVROOOOOoooooooomPPpp

I stammer a bit before continuing "I uh- um.... I don't- h-how..... how long have you known?" I say, a bit worried what this means for our friendship to admit it

"Oh, for a while." He says casually "You got an awful poker face cutie" c-cutie? Is he flirting with me right now?

VRRRRRRRRRRRIIPPPPPPPPP

prrrrrrUUPPT

rrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRooooooouuuupp

3 consecutive farts come out of his ass, I see him lift it slightly with each blast, I can tell he needs to put a little effort in to force them out each time, biting his lips and closing his eyes slightly

"Honestly dude, don't sweat it." He continues "The feeling's been mutual for years I just never- URRRRRRRRP *hic* 'scuse me... never knew how to approach you cuz I'm always afraid OUUUUUUUUUURP you wouldn't be able to handle me at my worst"

VrrrrppppRT

After those 2 huge bleches, he punctuates his sentence with a fart and honestly... I just stare at him. I have no idea how else ro react. He is acting a bit strange though. I've heard him rip a few squeaky farts before but never like this... I then think back to his little hiccup after he burped.

"....Felix?"

"Yeah?"

"Was there alcohol at the sushi bar?"

"Yuh, *hic* why?"

"Are you drunk right now?"

"Eh, maybe"

That's a yes, no wonder he's acting like this, now I feel like I'm taking advantage of seeing his body like this.

"Um... I have to go do something with my sis- but uh.... if you're still bored we can play 8ball on our phones or something?" I decide to lie, wanting to leave so that I'm not getting this ass show for free, but also not wanting to leave him high and dry

I see him pout before he goes "Awwwww man... really? Alright that's good URRRP- oof.... well I hope you have a good night... and day.... or whatever..."

I just giggle at this, and say "You too, get some rest if you can, k?"

"Sure mom, OH by the way I have one last thing to tell you!"

I look him the eyes and see his face all serious yet seemingly a bit excited

"Yes?"

"Well....." he lifts his phone up and holds it behind his back, giving me a full view of his ass as if I waa laying behind him

VRIBBRPPRPRPPRUUUUUUUUUUURTTTtp

"Ah~ EAT THAT LOSER" he laughs and brings the phone to his face so I can only see his eyes and forehead "LOVE YOU BYE MMMMMMMWAH" he blows a fat kiss before hanging up and now I'm just laying in my bed... flabbergasted.... and hard as a rock if I'm being honest....

"Love you too..." I say to no one, before sighing, laying down in my bed, and looking to the ceiling "Maybe I'll call him tomorrow... I... I wanna know how serious he was"

[Teehee hope you enjoyed~ this was a fun change of pace for me and I might do a part 2, I doubt this will become a full series but I think a route where they (very obviously will) get together would be fun, we'll see. Bye bye for now!]

[scatterplop-deactivated20251218]

thinking about things being used as toilets that aren’t toilets

for example, someone eating chips on the couch and their friend seeing the open bag. they usher down their pants and ask the friend to hold the bag open so they can dump a huge log in. bonus if it gets all the chip dust on it

a classmate needing to really use the bathroom and all that’s around them are those clear backpacks. you can see their mess smeared over the inside and all of the supplies inside—notebooks, binders, pencils—are caught in the mess

[scatpup]

makeshift toilets have my heart:

a friend squatting over my backpack, roommate taking a releasing their load into my bed, coworker taking a dump in my car, my partner shitting straight into my laundry, a stranger taking a dump in my unattended purse, boss making me wear a diaper so they can shit in it

[anon-sect]

I've been thinking about it for a while now, but I really want to be turned into some unaware guy's underwear. Could you help me out?

Picture source: @gayda1ly

Kenny had a fantasy of being turned into underwear on multiple occasions. He fantasized about it so much that he even often dreamed about it. He would see good-looking guys and imagine being their underwear. It soon became an obsession of his that he wanted to become a reality. He saw an advertisement online of a specialist that can do things that are deemed impossible. He called the number and had an appointment with him the next day.

Around 10am, Kenny was escorted into Mr. Jin's office. He saw Mr. Jin motion for him to have a seat.

"My secretary told me you had a rather strange request." Mr. Jin spoke, wanting clarification on his request. It was one of the most unusual ones he had ever been asked.

"Yes, Mr. Jin. I have been fantasizing so much about being another guy's underwear, completely unaware so much that I am obsessed with this fantasy." He paused, hoping Mr. Jin could help. "I want it to be my reality. Can you help me?"

"I most certainly can help, but you are aware that any deals I make are permanent? Once you sign the dotted line, it won't be undone." Mr. Jin explained. He wanted his customers to fully understand what comes with him granting their requests. "If you don't like your fate, you will literally be stuck with it." He added.

Kenny fully understood the conditions. He nodded. "I completely understand. So where do I sign?" He spoke with eagerness for his fantasy to come true. He saw Mr. Jin snaps his fingers. A contract instantly appeared in front of him with a quill pen and a small bottle of ink. There was a line for his signature.

"You sign at the bottom." Mr. Jin spoke, pointing at it.

Kenny dipped the tip of the pen in the ink and signed his name on the line without even reading the contract. He wanted this fantasy for a very long time. He saw Mr. Jin snaps his fingers again to see the contract, ink bottle, and pen vanished from his desk. It was replaced with a cup that had blue liquid in it. The cup was directly in front of him.

"All you have to do is drink the contents of the cup. It will make you into indestructible material, and your fantasy is granted." Mr. Jin spoke, waiting for Kenny to take the plunge into his new fate.

Kenny didn't know what would happen, but he was ready to see his new fate as underwear. "The guy who wears me won't know I am alive, will he?" He asked, holding the cup in his hands. He wanted to be completely unaware.

"The only one knowing that you are living underwear will be yourself. Your new owner would just think you are normal underwear, as agreed." Mr. Jin reassured him of the fate he had chosen.

Kenny quickly downed the drink, which sort of tasted like grape juice. He suddenly felt strange. He lost consciousness within seconds. His last image was of Mr. Jin, smiling at him.

Kenny regained consciousness several minutes later. He was in a dark place from what he could tell. Then light appeared. He was picked up and held in a guy's hands. The guy slipped his leg through him and slid him up to his crotch area. His only view was that of the guy's cock and balls. He could tell that his new owner had just taken a shower by the smell of him. He tried to move but couldn't. He tried to speak, but had no voice. He was literally underwear for real. Whoever the guy was had no clue that his underwear was a former person.

Blake had been reading for the past hour and a half after coming back from the gym. He watched a quick porn video and ejaculated in his underwear before taking a nap. He placed the book over his face and fell asleep.

Kenny thought his new fate was everything he had imagined. His new owner even cummed in him, completely unaware of what he did to another guy. He didn't want to change his fate for nothing in the world. This was his life now, and he was going to enjoy every minute of it.

[asian-men-x]

[kipercrow]

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"Sorry" Seymour said. Rubbing his stomach in bed. Seymour and his boyfriend Kevin laid in bed together, they had finished dinner an hour ago and Seymour just came back from the shower.

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"Oof" Seymour said. The food wasn't agreeing with him, it was a new recipe that he really wanted to try. "It's alright babe don't worry" Kevin said but Seymour was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

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Another fart had shot out of Seymour as he looked back at Kevin. "Ah" Seymour said, as Kevin got up and walked over to sit next to Seymour.

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"See it's alright" Kevin said with a smile.

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Another fart rumbled out of Kevin. "It's my fault that the food isn't agreeing with us." Seymour said before letting out another rumbler. Kevin held Seymour's hand as he pushed out two deep farts. "Hmm no. You couldn't have known that this would happen." "Well, I guess you're right." Kevin leaned in to kiss Seymour, in the process letting out a big bassy fart that went on for a few seconds. "Oops" Kevin said, beginning to laugh. Seymour responded with an equally sized blast! "Oops Indeed"

Seymour and Kevin kissed as they walked to the kitchen to make dessert, letting out toots along the way.