Imagine playing hide and seek where being caught means getting fucked and filled with cum though. Wearing a silent vibrator in yourself to keep you on edge, which amps up whenever a seeker is nearby. Hearing people scream when they're caught, if their mouths aren't immediately stuffed with cocks or cunts or what have you. Seekers being added to the game whenever they're done being used by the one who caught them. Trying to slip away from your hiding spot after someone is found nearby, looking back and seeing their face slack as they're fucked against the wall.
When you're the last one standing, everyone is after you and the vibrator is going so hard you have to keep your hand on your mouth in case you make noise. Counting down the seconds until the game is up and you're free, you're the winner of the game, but then a hand is clamping down on your wrist and pulling you out of your hiding place.
The person who found you cheering as they remove the now dead vibrator, spearing you on their cock or strap as everyone else comes to join them, eagerly awaiting their turn to claim their prize.
Imagine this with monsters though. Big cocked orcs and goliaths who like to play with their toys, filling up whomever they caught like a balloon before moving onto the next, having free reign over whomever was found out and eventually filling them up so much they can't move.
A shadow creature that lets you run through the woods, popping up and blocking your path, catching others right in front of you and fucking them so hard you can still hear their moans. Leaving you for last, letting you think you'll escape, when suddenly you trip and can't up. Feeling it crawl over you, massive cock dragging along your leg as a taste of what's to come. Growing larger from the shadows around it until it completely dwarfs you, pushing into you with agonizing slowness.
can’t stop thinking about object insertion, especially accidental/forced/public object insertion.
you’re on a crowded subway and you feel so cute in your skirt that’s just little too short. you feel something cold touch your thigh from behind and flinch, but it’s too crowded to turn around and look. The cool sensation, maybe it’s metal? It’s dragging up your thigh a little higher now, under the hem of your skirt, and oh right, you’re wearing a thong today. There’s nothing stopping whatever this is from being pushed up against your hole.
You can feel your face turning red, feel the shiver in your stomach, but luckily you don’t see anyone paying attention to you. You start to turn your head, maybe you can at least see what’s happeni— the subway jolts hard as it comes to a stop, and it’s inside you, cold and hard and you know you moaned, but hope it got lost in the noise. You can feel it now, although it’s not that deep. The head of a metal water bottle, you think. You clench around it, almost involuntarily, and you’re definitely leaking now.
Are they doing it on purpose? It’s not moving, even as people exit and enter the train around you. You’re not moving either. You kind of want to. The subway starts up again, and with it, the bottle pushes a little deeper, and a little deeper, with the swaying of the train. It’s starting to stretch your hole as it gets wider, put there are passengers packed in on every side and you can’t move. Deeper, and it’s starting to hurt. How big is the bottle? Are they doing it on purpose?
You feel so full now, and it’s heavy, like it’s filled with water. But it’s moving so slow, and you can’t help but clench and buck your hips back a little, fucking yourself on the bottle. The train picks up some speed and suddenly it’s sliding in and out of you, rubbing against your spot with enough force that you can feel yourself getting close. The train is reaching a station again and fuck, you’re amount to cum in the middle of a crowded subway. It screeches to a stop and this time the water bottle slams deep inside of you, too deep, and you’re cumming, whimpering and spasming on the thick, cold metal. A few glances are thrown your way from passengers, but you’re too hazy from the pleasure to notice anything but the cum dripping down your thighs and the humiliation of what’s happening.
What was your stop again? More people are filing in and it’s too late to move or pull away. The bottle is still in you, still stretching and stuffing you. You don’t even know if its owner is still behind you, or if it’s just being held up by your tight hole. You realize if you take it out now, everyone will see the bottle fall from under you. They’ll know exactly why you were shaking and panting, and notice the cum flowing down your legs. You have to keep it in. You’ll have to walk off the subway without anyone knowing that under your skirt, a stranger’s thick, full water bottle is stuffed up your hole, fucking you with every step you take. It’s going to be a long ride. How many more times will you cum with all those people around you, not knowing if this was an accident, or if someone decided to shove something up your pretty hole because you were an easy target?
Thinking about being bitten by some creature and my body going numb. Them proceeding to mount me and fuck me for hours with their fat, cum coated cock and forcefully breed me as full as possible before I can move again. Balls slapping against my legs as they eagerly drill their cock into me. When my fingers start to wiggle they simply bite me again and continue pounding me, I'm not bloated with enough seed yet.
using a fucking machine because you've been so horny during the past few days and you need to be filled so bad, you strip down naked without realizing that the window is open, so when you're on all fours getting fucked by the machine you don't notice the tentacles entering through such window to replace the machine with one of their appendages, when your orgasm hits you you're in too much of a haze to notice the monster's cum sliding down your thighs and you moan weakly as a different tentacle starts fucking you again, still thinking it's the machine
If you fall asleep first during the sleepover you will wake up to all of your friends "inspecting" you. Touching you all over, sliding their fingers inside and out, pinching and pulling sensitive areas like the nips, french kissing (both) your wet lips, taking pictures and removing more clothes from you with each set of pics, taking turns rubbing their tips against your entrance and finishing all over your glistening entrance, and finally just fucking you raw one after another once the room's sufficiently hot enough and smells of girl musk and shaft.
Can I request more ghost stories? Full artistic liberty since this is just a request, I just really wanna see more ig spectre content from u?
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A/N: You can read part 1 and part 2 first. If there’s something y’all don’t know about me is that one of my fav stories I’ve ever written was spectrocum, so I’m always happy to continue it.
Spectro cum (part 3)
Ghosts x fem!reader || free use, (light) degradation, sex toys (kinda), cum inflation, cum play, breeding
You lived with a bunch of ghosts in a haunted house. That was a fact. And one that you enjoyed way more than anyone could ever guess.
It started a bit weird, you can’t deny that, but it became such a fun way to live… such a pleasurable way to live, that you barely go out anymore. Why would you? Your ghosts give you enough reasons to stay in, and the world was burning either way. Why leave the comfort of your house when you could stay inside and be fucked in so many ways you couldn’t even remember your name afterwards? It was an easy choice, really.
Because the thing is… those ghosts in your house aren’t normal scary ghosts, but horny ghosts. And you are a very horny human in response to their behavior.
At the beginning they used you one at a the time, giving you time to adjust and get ready again. But that didn’t last that long. They got over that really fast, fucking you individually didn’t do it for your lovely and annoying ghost roommates. Forget about trying to have any kind of routine when they could be playing with you at any time they want to.
One moment you could be cleaning and someone bent you over and fucked your asshole, another moment someone decided they were going to fuck a dildo in and out of your pussy for an hour just because they were bored. Your pleasure wasn’t their goal, it never was before. You are their human cum-dump, and you fucking love it.
Now they have no boundaries, nor do they have any worry about your well-being or your pleasure. But you aren’t complaining about that. You fucking loved it. They don’t care what you are doing, or when, they only know they could use your holes whenever they wanted and you are in horny heaven every single time. They pavlovied you into getting horny with only a couple well-placed caresses.
It always starts the same way: with cold. The air around you gets freezing for a second, then your whole body erupts in goosebumps, and not two seconds later there’s spectral hands someplace in your body. Most times it’s more than a couple of hands, but some of the ghosts enjoy their individual time with their personal toy (aka: you). But it’s always followed by someone else who thought the whole thing was hot. You never go without at least two different creampies per fucking.
And it’s a good life. A really good life. You love it, truly…
But it can be a bit inconvenient at times.
You had to quit your office job in favor of a position from home, which worked well for everybody because you had no schedule anymore. How could you when there’s always a ghost trying to play with you and you feel like a doll for their pleasure 24/7?
They take special enjoyment in distracting you when you should be paying attention to a meeting. Most people accept the excuse of bad connection for you not to turn on your camera, but the reality is far from that.
The reality is that every time you are in a meeting, a ghost finds its way under your table, or behind you, or under you… They get creative with only one goal in mind: see how many shots of come they can fuck into you before the meeting ends. It’s a fun game… But it makes your work so much harder.
You have to revisit the recordings of meetings every single time because by the time it’s over, your pussy is leaking, completely messy, and they have edged you so long that you can barely form a coherent sentence, much less take notes about what the meeting was about. But fuck, is it hot to try answering some questions when there’s a ghost pounding your ass so hard you can feel it everywhere, and another one groping your boobs and pinching your nipples until the fabric of your shirt feels like needles and you feel like you can come just from the friction of it.
And then they discover their new favorite trick. If you ever wonder what it’s like to have your partner control the vibrations of your sex toy, you would never understand how much wilder (and better) it is when it’s not a partner, but a group of ghosts who want nothing more than to make your life insufferable (in the best possible way).
Somehow they figure out they can mimic your fantasy dildos with their spectral dick, so they decide the best way of spending their evening is trying each one of the shapes they can conjure, fucking you one after the other. Shot after shot of come filling your pussy until your stomach is bloated and your body can’t hold itself up anymore.
You are sprawled on the floor while they take turns trying to see who makes you scream the loudest. You don’t know who wins, but they leave you on the floor, your pussy overflowing and your brain too fucked out to function. They laugh when you try to get up, a hand pressing down between your shoulder blades before you hear them jerking off over you.
They flip you onto your back the exact second they all come, painting your chest and abdomen with even more spectro-cum. It’s filthy and weirdly hot, but mostly is very amusing for them, who spent a good while laughing at you, while you rub your clit furiously using their spectro-cum as lube to get yourself over the edge.
And you think that’s it. They got the best trick and they will play it out for as long as they want to… Wrong.
They start experimenting with wilder shapes, tentacles sucking on every part of your body, ridged cocks fucking your asshole while they cover your mouth with a transparent hand. They use your body more than they ever did before. Holding you down, filling all your holes to the brim and laughing every time you beg them to make you come. You are not the main character in this scenario, just their doll to fuck. Their human fleshlight.
Too late. You let your big pet wolfgirl go too long without relief, and now she's taken matters into her own hands.
She tore your panties off with her teeth and mounted you, her strong furry bullk bearing you to the floor so she could start mindlessly rutting into you. Growling with need, her arms wrapped around you and her swollen girlballs slapping against your clit...
Really you brought this on yourself, letting her get all pent-up and then bending over to flash your panties. What did you expect?
She's got needs, she's half-feral, and she's stronger than you. It's not like you can stop her, you may as well just let her use you, burying her knot in your wet pussy.
imagine getting passed around by your partners while they compete to see who can breed you the most n they write their names on your thighs and put tally marks under their names everytime they cum inside you until you’re absolutely covered in tally marks and fucked out of your mind 🤤
waking up in the night to a ghost fucking you into your own mattress. having caught you face down, it has spread your legs open and lifted your hips up to better find and hit the spot that makes you pliable and its job easy for it. you can't see it, even if you could look back. you can only feel its weight on your back, its grip around your wrists, and the rhythmic stretching of your own hole, as it slips in and out and rubs against your walls the way that makes your eyes roll back and your breath catch in your throat, and all you can do - all you want to do - is to just lie there and take it, intrigued by just how many times you can cum around that ghost cock
having had it's way with you so easily once, the ghost returns as soon as you've actively stopped waiting for it to reappear. it can't have you lying awake and ready now, can it. this time, however, it wants you to see it - or whatever there is to see about it at least... when you eventually moan yourself awake and find you're being stuffed full in your sleep again, you're on your back, legs spread open with the knees hiked up and hooked around nothing. there's a vague warm pressure against the back of your thighs and the feeling of a vice grip around your wrists pinned up above your head. but most remarkably, not only are you feeling the now familiar, hot rhythmic stretching of your hole that is seemingly clenching around nothing but clearly being thrust into, but you can also see the accompanying bulging motion of your abdomen making way and giving its own meaning to the size of the otherwise invisible entity that's currently busy splitting you open and rearranging your guts. the push and pull at your entrance feel incredible, the grounding weight pinning you down intoxicating, but the unbelievable sight of the massive disembodied cock moving inside you is what does you in, and you're cumming in jolts that last long after you're left alone and empty in silence again
Going ghost hunting to find legitimate proof and setting up a camera faced towards your bed but the footage you end up capturing is all of your holes being used all night by your paranormal roomies
Waking up the next morning thoroughly fucked and leaking cum from all your holes, stumbling to the bathroom and seeing a message written in the mirror just for you
Going to stay in their hotel every time you have a day off just to be greeted fondly and have your clothes ripped off and multiple cocks filling you immediately
godddd i want to be fucked by something unseen, where i can't do anything to stop it. whether it be a ghost that's turned itself invisible, or just a creature that's small enough to fit in my underwear, i don't care. i just want to be forced to cum again and again with no control over what's happening
like, out in public and forced to keep quiet and not react as something fucks into me or at home and reduced to a whining, drooling heap because of how many times it's forced me to come
even better if i'm out and about in public and i didn't realize it was there until it's too late for me to go back home, so i'm forced to deal with orgasm after orgasm in front of other people while not understanding what's going on
like, a ghost that haunts my house takes a liking to me and one day decides that just watching me get off isn't enough. and i have to suffer for making him so horny (even though i didn't realize i was doing it) and pounds into me while i'm on the train, making me cum again and again, freaked out bc i don't know what's going on but i have to keep quiet because there's other people on this bus and i don't want them to know that i've already orgasmed twice since getting on the train, and there's still two hours to go before i reach my stop. this is before he starts playing with my clit and i realize that he was going easy on me
or like, i'm going tent camping alone somewhere, and late at night, i'm having a wet dream. a small parasitic tentacle monster that feeds on human arousal smells how wet i am, and crawls into my panties and attaches itself to my pussy. it has a sucker over where my clit is, and several tentacles that can swell up and get bigger that it shoved into my pussy. i half wake up, and think i'm still dreaming when i feel something fucking into me and sucking on my clit, but after two orgasms i wake up fully and realize there's something actually there. i start panicking and try to sit up, only for the parasite to fuck me deeper and release some kind of aphrodisiac that makes me fall boneless to the floor. i'm terrified, even as the aphrodisiac kicks in, but i can't do anything to try and get it off because i feel boneless and my arms aren't working right. eventually, once i've resigned myself to my fate (and after it feels sated with how many times i've cummed) my arms start working again and i can get up, but by this point i cant do anything to get it off. so i go home. and occasionally have to call out of work because my parasite decided it was hungry, so i'm stuck cumming again and again until it's satisfied
sorry for how long this is, i just really want my pussy to be used without my consent lol
Concept a ghost that doesn't possess me but possesses my underwear so I constantly have tendrils fucking my ass and pussy open while my nipples and clit are sucked on, all day every day whenever it want
Making you cockwarm my fingers while I gently cuddle you to sleep, whispering sweet little compliments in your ear while you doze off. How pretty you are, how nice your warm, wet hole feels on my fingers. How much I'm enjoying your needy little moans while you drift off. "Be a good pet and go to sleep now, darling. Even toys need their rest. And you're such a good toy. So so precious." No matter how much you whine and complain about how hard it is to sleep with fingers probing inside you, eventually you'll drift off like a good toy should.
Waiting for your eyes to close, your breathing to finally even out, for your body to relax completely before slide my fingers out of you and I cautiously exchange them for my cock. You look so pretty while you're asleep. I can't even stop myself from breeding you when you're so vulnerable. Slowly sliding it in and out of you until I can barely contain myself anymore. Until my thrusts grow harsher, less controlled. Until I can't stop myself from fucking you violently, forcing myself inside you, not even pretending to care about waking you up anymore. You just feel so fucking good, baby. Don't you dare fucking struggle. You know you're still my fuckdoll even when you're asleep.
Imagine working on a monster business, each one has their role. Humans like you just happen to have a very special role. A stress-reduction agent. Or with the name the other people at the agency call you: the free use secretary. Any monster can fuck your holes if they are feeling stressed. They said it was so tension between different monsters doesn't get too high and fights ensue... You didn't think it would be a big problem, not that many monsters working there... But they pass you around like a mindless toy, they don't care about stress or tension, they just want to fuck you every chance they get. Sometimes they tie you down on a table in the middle of the office, and they take turns fucking your holes every time they have a break. And you... You are just happy to help.
is it too much to ask for to simply be rammed into from behind in my sleep? to be woken up by somebody’s cock in my pussy, confused at whats going on, why i feel so good. they pound into me while i daze in and out of consciousness, too lost in the pleasure to form a single coherent thought, relishing in my sleepy moans and mumbly begging for more. then, they pump me full of their cum and lay down right behind me, cock still inside. every now and then, they get hard again, and fuck me again and fill me up, and stay inside, plugging it all in until they fuck me again. and they just keep going over and over and over again until sunrise
