Get me pregnant get me pregnant get me pregnant please please please <3
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@l1ttlebunnyb0y
Get me pregnant get me pregnant get me pregnant please please please <3
I wanna lay eggs for you so bad, feel them constantly popping out of my cunt as I moan and grind my hips upward. Tell me how you want me to lay them, how many, how big?
Thinking about someone filming themselves touching me while I’m sleeping, having them slowly push my shirt up to reveal my chest and them touching my nipples, watching them gently spread my legs a little wider and touch me over my boxers, then finally taking them off me and carefully inspecting my cunt, in awe at how wet I am while asleep. They’d watch me twitch and stir me as they tease my cock and stick their fingers in my hole, seeing what sounds they can get me to make without waking me.
and I never would’ve even known if they hadn’t shown me the video
dad told you you're sick and the big cup of robitussin he gave you is kicking in, that must be why it seems like his fingers are massaging your nipple through your shirt as he helps you into bed, into his bed you realize, and the last thing you remember before blacking out is dad's fingers sliding into your shorts and your hips lifting for him
Daddy who keeps raping you even after you pass out from fighting back and crying too hard and then tucks you in sweetly with a kiss to your forehead while you lay there bruised with cum leaking out of your holes
Daddy who keeps raping you even after you pass out from fighting back and crying too hard and then tucks you in sweetly with a kiss to your forehead while you lay there bruised with cum leaking out of your holes
Daddy who keeps raping you even after you pass out from fighting back and crying too hard and then tucks you in sweetly with a kiss to your forehead while you lay there bruised with cum leaking out of your holes
oh fuck i just wanna be drugged in every way possible. slip something in my drink to calm me down, shove whatever libido raising drug down my throat, make me inhale whatever you want to relax my holes and make me go limp, maybe even overdose me a little so i’m reaaaaal fuckin horny and pliant. then tell me none of this is real as you force your strap into me or make me eat your pussy out.
Dad that’s not able to cope with his little girl growing up and continuing to buy her baby shampoo and lotion and toys and snacks. and then fucking her like the big kid she wants to be when she complains about him not letting her grow up. <3
Offering belly rubs for your partner whos tummy hurts -> them holding your wrists as the ovipositor throbs against your walls, about to relieve the source of their bloating
Mmmmm, yes. I love when a monster has an egg sac that swells up with eggs. Mating season comes around and their sac fills up and grows. Sometimes I like the idea that the egg sac is an incentive. The sac will keep growing until they breed someone, the longer they hold out the more unbearable it becomes. It could also be a variable thing, some cycles it’s a small amount of eggs, other times it’s so many that their stomach hurts and has a noticeable bloat. The only relief is to slide their ovipositor in a warm hole and unload their burden. You don’t want your partner to suffer, do you?
Offering belly rubs for your partner whos tummy hurts -> them holding your wrists as the ovipositor throbs against your walls, about to relieve the source of their bloating
Mmmmm, yes. I love when a monster has an egg sac that swells up with eggs. Mating season comes around and their sac fills up and grows. Sometimes I like the idea that the egg sac is an incentive. The sac will keep growing until they breed someone, the longer they hold out the more unbearable it becomes. It could also be a variable thing, some cycles it’s a small amount of eggs, other times it’s so many that their stomach hurts and has a noticeable bloat. The only relief is to slide their ovipositor in a warm hole and unload their burden. You don’t want your partner to suffer, do you?
The BEST part about knots is once its in consent no longer matters, youre tied untill the cum is done flowing. If you wanted it? Great. If you decided a second too late you didnt feel safe having a thick heavy load pumped deep through your cervix? Thats really just too bad, theres nothing either of you can do about it now, youre being bred.
unfortunately when i say i like degradation i dont mean it in the 'oh you're such a whore' way i mean it in the 'you're such a fucking slut. Look at how your taking my dick, it's like you were made for this. Made for my use. I'm gonna ruin you, fuck no one else will ever want you after I'm done with you' kinda way
I like fucking you past the point where you can participate. There’s this moment where your hands stop gripping the sheets and just go slack and your voice drops from moaning to this low broken humming. Your eyes are open but you’re not behind them anymore. And I just keep going. Rocking into you while your body goes heavy and loose underneath me, your head tilting to the side, your mouth wet and slack against the pillow. Every thrust pushes you a little further away from consciousness. I can feel your pussy still reacting, still squeezing, still wet and warm and pulling me in, but you’re somewhere else entirely. Just this broken thing breathing underneath me while I use you. I cum in you while you’re fading and your hips roll up into me one last time. Muscle memory.
And then I pull out, clean you up, and tuck the covers around you.
You’ll wake up in the morning sore in places that make you blush. There’s a glass of water on the nightstand. And draped over the chair by the bed is what I’ve picked for you today. The skirt that’s just short enough. The collar you pretend is a choker when your coworkers ask. The underwear that’s barely there, or maybe no underwear at all, just a plug and the understanding that you’ll wear it until I tell you otherwise. Everything folded neatly. Everything chosen. Head to toe… from the heels to the shade of lipstick I want to see on you later.
And you put it on. Every piece. You put it on because waking up to a laid-out outfit means someone thought about you before you were conscious. Someone looked at you asleep and dripping with their cum and thought about what they wanted you to be today. Someone wanted you so specifically that they planned your entire surface down to the details.
Wanting to be wanted is the most universal feeling there is. And there’s no bigger proof of that want than someone reshaping you into exactly what they need. Choosing which version of you walks out the door. That kind of attention means you’re being thought about, whether you’re in their bed ready to be fucked or not. It means you exist in someone’s mind as a project they’re building with their own hands, and there’s no bigger compliment than that.
Now go get dressed and be the fuckdoll I’ve always wanted.
need big hand cupping a boob and another rubbing my clit while I sleep PUHLEASE like hello thank you!
sleepy sleepy sleepy
it’d be a shame if you tugged my panties to the side, feeling the way my back arched..even in sleep. searching for you. pressing myself against your body.
whimpering when your finger slipped between my folds, already so wet. always. when it came to you, collecting it..slow. swirling around my clit. hearing the way my breath caught.
rocking my hips back and forth, using you just for friction.
you’d watch me, for a moment. so needy. desperate.
and then, pressing a finger inside. my eyes flicking open, unfocused..still filled with sleep. “hm?” i managed. meeting yours and immediately you see me relax into it.
“it’s okay baby, i’ve got you..go back to sleep” you whispered. pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth and i smiled sleepily. nodding once. lashes laying gently on freckled cheeks again. but even then i was still pressing my body back against your hand. finger buried inside me, palm flat and pressed against my clit and i whimpered.
seeing the way my lips parted, rocking against you lazily while your fingers pumped in and out.
“there you are..so good for me. good job baby,” you praised softly in my ear and i whimpered. nodding sleepily.
feeling my walls clench around you when you work me right to the edge, the way it coats your fingers. dripping down and pooling in your hand.
hearing those soft little moans while your fingers slow. moving a few more times before pulling out entirely.
bringing them up to my lips, and even asleep they part.
tasting myself on you before i’ve even woken up.
being told to take that cock while you’re pinned and getting fucked is so hot cause it’s not an ask or praise, it’s an outright demand. they’re inside you, pounding your cunt so hard and slamming into you that you can barely catch your breath and you quite literally have no choice but to take it. the phrase is a mockery, made to remind you to lay there and submit, let your cunt do what it does best