Three Goblin Art
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@koigirl-hours
AAAAAAAAAAA I NEED TO BE SWALLOWED WHOLE AND GENTLY BUT SURELY MELTED INTO A BLISSFUL MESS WHILE I MUMBLE PATHETICALLY BUT CUTELY TO MY PREDATOR AND THEY COO NICE TEASING THINGS BACK AND SLOWLY FEEL MYSELF LOSE MYSELF INSIDE OF THEM AND THEIR POWERFUL STOMACH AS IT DIGESTS ME AFBDSHFBQHDSBHJbfdqbhbj
ahem
okay i'm good. i'm fine.
its only okay to have big boobs if you let girls with smaller boobs play with them. thats called equality.
i love soft vore...but I also adore unwilling prey
there's nothing cuter and more natural than being eaten by a giant, you don't know you're safe so you're panicking which is a normal survival response. And all while you're panicking and screaming that you want to live, the pred feels guilty because they don't know how you tell you that you're safe!
Any fellow clothing entrapment fans....
Getting shoved inside the jacket of a 8 foot tall cow girl.... trapped between her tits... only able to breathe air absolutely saturated with her sweat....
Or stuck inside her underwear... sandwiched between her ass cheeks, right next to her hole...
She says she'll finally move you, but that just means you're going between her balls instead, with her cock resting against the top of your head....
Need this so bad....
Perhaps training your raptor girl to hunt you when shes horny isnt wise but by god is it hot
Telepath whose egg cracks because she reads another girl's mind and gets overwhelmed by how much she wants to keep feeling and thinking the same way as that girl all the time, so she keeps reading her thoughts to see her upcoming plans, daily routines, how she likes to spend her time, and then starts secretly following her to better memorize it all and get used to going to the same places. She buys all of the same clothes as her and tries to read or guess which outfit she's going to wear on what day, even buys a wig to match her hair better since growing her own out would take too long. The first time she looks in the mirror after weeks, maybe a month or two of this, she realizes her facial features are closer to her muse's than she thought, far too early for her DIY estradiol to have taken effect. Before long cashiers at the other girl's most frequented shops are calling her that girl's name or asking if she wants "the usual" when they see her enter. It's euphoric. It's comfortable. A little too comfortable. She grows both bolder and more complacent, until one day while in line at a coffee shop, she reads a jolt of confusion in the barista's mind and watches him look past her, then directly at her, back and forth twice. Her stomach drops and she turns around. The glass of the door resembled a mirror for a split second before opening, and her picture-perfect reflection -- or rather, the one she herself was a reflection of -- walks through the door and proceeds past the line straight toward her. The telepath starts stuttering, dozens of excuses bubbling up and dying on her tongue, not noticing the other's smile until suddenly arms are thrown around her, warmly and snugly. She freezes, hears her muse laugh and ask the barista, "Come on, you really couldn't tell me and my sister apart?" and simultaneously feels a voice in her mind, one she's been hearing for all these months that sounds almost exactly like her own, as it whispers, Pretty little thing, aren't you so much happier now?
I don't need AI to write. I can create fake scenarios in my head perfectly fine myself.
whenever my bladders full it makes me mad i dont have that fetish so i get double miserable
The best part of swapping estradiol tablets as you make out is that it starts as my E, and becomes yuri
Hot Summer Days đź’¦
Like. I absolutely get the appeal of getting paralyzed so you can't even move while a stronger woman has her way with you. I totally do get that.
But like. What's even cooler to me. Is just **barely** being able to fight back. Being able to move your arms, but they feel like they're made of lead. Being able to push, but not hard enough to make a difference.
That's even cooler. In my opinion.
cute transfem: :3
me: holy shit how did you do that with your mouth
mouse girl making out desperately with her normal sized girlfriend, hugging her lips, sucking on her tongue, completely lost in the moment. she doesn't notice as the tongue pulls back, she just keeps sucking, pushing past her partner's lips and embracing the wet muscle with her arms. she doesn't notice as it keeps pulling back, pulling her with it, pulling her in up to her knees as she kisses and gropes and moans... until the tongue folds down under her, and flips her right onto her back. and presses her to the roof of her girlfriend's mouth.
her girlfriend starts sucking on her, toying with her, tasting her as she squeaks and shakes with fear and excitement. she's soaked in hot saliva, barely able to tell up from down, all she can do is flail and beg for more, as her girlfriend seeks out all the tastiest parts of her. she can't tell how long she's in there, it feels like hours, but once it stops she can tell that it's not ending with her being plucked out and toweled off. she can feel the edges of the tongue folding in, lining her up, pushing her back towards the tight, hungry throat that looms behind her. she begs, and pleads, and squeaks all she can, so desperate to be as close to her partner as possible, so desperate to be a part of her dinner, to be held inside her as long as she likes, it's where she belongs, please.....
Glrk~
Sometimes when I go hundreds pages deep into people’s Tumblr archives, I find really funny posts and I weigh the pros and cons of liking/reblogging them.
Pros: I’ll have access to them later because they’re fucking hilarious
Cons: They might think I’m creepy. Despite the fact that it’s public and on the Internet, it is not socially acceptable to let anyone know the extent that you creeped their archives.
I hereby extend blanket permission for anyone to creep on my archive, and to like and reblog posts from it if they want to. It’s really quite flattering.
“it is not socially acceptable”
Wrong. It is not only acceptable but expected here. Adhere to whatever “etiquette” you will on other sites. Share and be shared here.
Yeah, this isn’t a Tumblr thing. Everyone here loves it when they wake up to 97 notifications and they’re all likes and reblogs from the same person of shit you posted five years ago.
I love it when someone is obviously going through a specific tag of mine.
User that exhibits the actively curious, reblog-spamming, tag-digging behavior is an endangered species that must be preserved at all costs. No seriously I view this kinda stuff as a big, massive, yuuuuuge compliment. Please don’t let this culture die.
Yes, please, come on in here and dig in the depths!
Also, I really enjoy when someone reblogs a banger I’d forgotten long ago.
