IN MY 20S. THEIRRY LIKE MUGLER. GIVE ME $6000. FEMBOY. PREGNANCY FETISHIST. CUNTBOY. EXPERIMENTING. FAGGOTRY ABOUND. IF YOU RECOGNIZE ME NO YOU DON'T. DIFFERENT TONE THIS TIME AROUND, I'M NOT YOUR BABY. FREE PALESTINE ET CETERA.
@puppyhumping is where I keep most of my rb'd visual porn 💖
Not here to give pics, not going to give you my socials, and not interested in catering to anyone. All of this is based in fantasy, and you're in control of your own online experience. Like my desc says, I'm not your baby.
Minors fuck off.
Fash go eat glass. Idk why straight dudes would wanna come around and say they wanna fuck me (a boy). Holy shit dude. Why do I have to fucking say this.
At like 2am the past few nights I've gotten dressed in the skimpiest possible outfit I can reasonably wear with the weather, put on makeup, a rosary and a collar, stuck my toy inside of my cunt, and gone outside across the street from my building to smoke a massive joint while listening to porn audios and letting my toy buzz. It's been so hot to have my hoodie zipped real low past my tits while getting high as fuck and pushing my tits together when cars pass by.
I just want to be over powered and held down by a strong man with a fat cock who’s going to force it balls deep in every hole until I’m crying and begging for mercy before he flips me over and fucks me harder 🤤 I want to fucked and gaped so hard I can’t sit for a week without remembering his fat cock stretching and pounding me
did you know that when a pussy cums it actually makes their muscles squeeze in a way that is more likely to suck semen into their cervix? this is your sign to make your breeding bunny cum when you're raping her full of cum <3
Getting roofied at a bar just to wake up blurry, drugged, my hands tied behind my back, blindfolded, a ring gag in my mouth and a huge vibrating plug in my ass. Stumbling naked and blind down back alleys, whining for help as my helpless cunt drips down my thighs. Desperately hoping not to be seen even as I wordlessly beg to be released. Hearing cameras flash as passersby spot me; unseen hands pinching and slapping me. Forced to my knees, hands spreading my holes as a cock is shoved down my throat. "Fuck her face harder, she gets so tight when she gags." Drool and tears on my face as I'm split from both ends; and the toy keeps buzz buzz buzzing as I'm filled and stretched and abused, right there on the street. No one helps and no one cares; I'm an easy set of rape holes, and I'll see the evidence online when I'm finally set free
What if we were at a house party and you pulled me into the bathroom every hour or so to fuck my brains out while you keep refilling my drink so I get drunker and drunker until the end of the night when I'm so far gone on alcohol and orgasms that the only thing I still know how to do is seek out your body so that I can cum again
fuck...the idea of other people watching me get raped is so 😵💫😵💫😵💫... whether it's like being livestreamed for people who specifically want to watch, or they're physically there but just watching and getting off to it, or they just don't care to help me because i deserve what's happening to me, or if they're helping my rapist or participating..i don't really care, it's all so fucking hot. please, please, please rape me in front of people because you know no one will help me and i don't even deserve privacy when you violate me.
but consider also: bra shaped portals for people to suck your tits on demand and out of your control
Either two separate portals so different people each can access one tit at a time, or they connect as a larger portal so they can use both
Trying to concentrate in a meeting while someone swirls their tongue around your nipples, maybe you're hooked up to an industrial strength milker, or someone is clearly fucking your tits, and you're just trying to stay still and quiet and not moan
Disgusting little girls that pretend to be innocent but deep down are filthy depraved cock sluts that ache to be raped and molested make my cock throb.
You go to get coffee and the man behind the counter holds your gaze a beat too long. Tells you that you look pretty today. Asks if you’re being a good girl. You thank him for asking. You mean it.
Your coworker calls you into his office. Closes the door. He’s been mentoring you for months, and you’ve felt yourself changing around him, becoming more eager to please, more attentive to his approval. Today he tells you to come around to his side of the desk. To kneel. You do it without thinking. Your skirt rides up. He doesn’t tell you to fix it.
He works while you wait, and you stay perfectly still, wetness soaking through your panties, mind empty except for the hope that he’ll use you before the morning meeting.
By lunch you’ve sucked off two coworkers in the break room. You didn’t plan to. But one of them commented on how pretty your mouth looked, and next thing you know you found yourself sinking to your knees, wanting to show him what it was for. The other one walked in halfway through and you reached for his belt before he even asked. They came on your face, one after the other, and you thanked them before cleaning yourself up and going back to your desk.
You’re wet through the afternoon. Dripping. Every man who passes your desk knows it. You can see it in the way they look at you. The way they smile. One of them drops a pen near your chair just to watch you bend over. Another tells you to spread your legs while you type. You do. You’re not wearing panties anymore. Someone must have taken them off, but you can’t remember when.
After work you go to the gym. The trainer you’ve been seeing is reshaping your body inside and out. Today he bends you over the bench. Tells you you’ve earned a reward for how hard you’ve been working. You moan into the leather while he fucks you, not caring who hears, not caring about anything except the feeling of being filled and used and owned.
You take the train home and a man sits next to you. His hand slides up your thigh. You let your legs fall open. He fingers you while the city blurs past the window, your face pressed against the glass, biting your lip to keep from crying out. You cum twice before your stop. He doesn’t say a word. Neither do you. It’s a peaceful commute.
You get home and your Owner is on the couch. He looks at you. You look at him. Ten minutes later you’re on your knees between his legs, worshipping his cock. This is always your favorite part… getting to show off all the new tricks you’ve learned today. How you’re more useful than you were the day before.
You fall asleep used and leaking and utterly content. Tomorrow will be the same. Every day will be the same. An endless cascade of men shaping you, using you, and reminding you what you’re for.
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