Imagine having a Drider for a husband who doesn't know much about how humans reproduce, so when you get pregnant he starts counting down his days because he believes you're gonna eat him.
He thought you had kept him alive for this long because you loved him so much.
So when you wake him up in the middle of the night, telling him you're hungry, and are getting cravings, he bursts out into tears. He knows what's about to come. So he starts to say goodbye to you and your baby bump, giving you both kisses before closing his eyes tight.
You lie next to him confused, because you just wanted ice cream. After a couple of seconds of silence, your husband opens his eyes and you both just stare at each other, completely baffled with each other.
You explain to him how you wanted ice cream and if he would be so kind and go get it for you. He nearly breaks down again because you weren't going to eat him.
In the end he gets you that ice cream, and he cuddles you while you eat it.
Imagine a threesome with a succubus and incubus who fucking hate each other and are now competing on who can get you off the fastest.
Succubus plays with your tits, rubbing her clit against your sensitive bud while her tongue swirls around your mouth. Her pussy is slick and warm, and you're already cumming within seconds.
The incubus stretches you with his fingers, his tongue circling your clit as he makes you count how many orgasms he gives you with his mouth alone.
You can't keep your eyes off of his cock as he fucks his fist, precum dripping from the tip.
Now that's you're all wet and ready, they want to take turns with fucking your fat cunt!
First, the succubus walks over, her strap lightly bouncing with each step, she holds you down in missionary, biting your neck as her strap fucks into your tight hole.
As you have sex, the strap fuses to her body and becomes flesh and blood, pulsing inside of you. She whimpers and tugs on your nipple with her teeth, begging to cum inside and breed you.
The incubus is next, huffing as he wipes away the succubusās cum from your thighs, his cock is huge, nearly twice the size of the succubus, and heās proud of it.
Youāre pulled onto his lap, forced to take his cock deeper than you thought possible. Your belly bulges with his cock, and you struggle to breathe properly.
He fills you with so much cum, cooing over how cute youāll look with swollen tits, heavy with milk to feed his young.
You cum several times round his length, ending the night so fucked out you canāt even think.
As the two tally up the amount of orgasms they each gave you, theyāre both delighted to learn it was a tie.
āGuess weāll have to try again~ā
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Alien Owner! Who picked you up off the street one day- you were wandering, like a lost little thing (you were on a walk), a stray! A poor human who had no one to guide them, and they just had to save you!
Alien Owner! Who takes you back home with them, rambling excitedly in a language you can't even dream of understanding- you just know you probably won't be seeing the streets any time soon
Alien Owner! Who researches for weeks about their new human, spending hours every day on forums and blogs compiling a list of how to best take care of you, while you come to realize that apparently, humans are a pretty common āexotic petā
Alien Owner! Who does everything in their power to make you happy and comfortable, buying you all the best foods, beds, toysāanything and everything you could possibly want
Alien Owner! Who learns one day that humans ovulate once a monthābut not that it's only some humansāand believes it's just like other animals going into heat
Alien Owner! Who decides one day that you're acting differently from usual, that it must be because of your āheatā, and that, being a good owner, they have to do something about it to make their little human happy and comfortable!
Alien Owner! Who makes happy clicks and trills at you, petting your body, nuzzling and licking your skin, until you start to react- always watching closely to make sure they're not hurting or stressing you out
Alien Owner! Whose whole species, you learn, have both parts; when their strange cock breaches their slick pussy out of nowhere, rubbing at your stomach and the curve of your hip like it's looking for entry
Alien Owner! Whose anatomy is distinctly inhuman, with strange curves and twists andā¦spines? But who feels so, so good when inside and wrapped around you, stroking all the right places
Alien Owner! Who makes you cum embarrassingly fast, and embarrassingly hard, leaving your body trembling and legs unusable while they coo and pet you like a dog, pulling away like nothing happened
Alien Owner! Who seems unfazed- until you find them hidden away with their hand(?) stroking furiously at their cock, a second strange appendage pumping in and out of their cunt desperately
Being strapped to a table where researchers keep poking and measuring and teasing you until you get wet and flustered. They bring out a baster full of strange goo and shove it inside you, pushing every ounce of the cold thick fluid inside. It takes a little under an hour for your belly to start getting big, your stomach muscles keep tightening as if to fight against the expansion happening inside. Your observers watch apathetically and bring forth a cold metal tray to place between your legs. As your body continues to change, you wriggle and pull against the restraints but they hold you down and keep taking measurements, keep rubbing and stimulating your body. You lose sight of your toes as the mountain of your belly thrusts upwards, jagged with veins and growing transluscent with some unnatural color. You never even conciously push but you hear the splat of eggs hitting the tray, one after the other. They keep growing inside you and overflowing out onto the tray as gloved hands stroke you into orgasm again and again.
Want to be stuffed with tentacles that pump, in and out, pushing past my cervix and fucking countless eggs into my womb, then fertilizing them with lots and lots of hot, intoxicating cum. Want to be high and delirious off it, my brain turned off, only aware of the eggs growing, writhing inside me, my skin pulling taut and then further still as the eggs expand overā¦ hours? Days? Who knows. Want to feel my tits grow heavy and painful, feel my nipples become swollen and puffy. And then eventually, after what feels like an eternity of eggs and heat and neediness pooling within, I want to feel the rush of pain and pressure, and the intense, almost orgasmic release that comes when my water breaks, more liquid than has ever poured out of me before. I want to feel every inch of every egg as my body pushes them down, towards their entrances into the world. Want to feel the pressure mounting between my hips, then pressing into my cervix, opening and opening and coming down until itās bulging out of me behind the lips of my cunt. Want to feel my legs shake as my lips finally start to part, burning as I realize just how much my tight hole is going to have to stretch. But the pain is pleasure, my moans with each contraction laced with eroticism, fueled by the eggs themselves, their membranes seeped in whatever sedative the creatureās sperm contained. Want to feel my legs spreading on their own as the massive egg widens my hole, my toes curling, my tits starting to leak simply from the force of each of my desperate pushes. Want to feel the pressure grinding against my clit from the inside, only intensifying as the egg approaches a crown. Gasping, breathing shakily as the widest part of the egg begins to breach my opening. Taking a moment to bask in the pleasure of the burn and the stretch. And then when the next contraction begins, pushing with all my might. Want to feel the first egg finally wrest free of me with a loud pop! And a long moan of pleasure on my lips, the release causing an orgasm to ripple through my entire body. Over and over and over again until the end, exhausted and with only a few eggs left to birth. Want to be sucked of effort to give, the sedation wearing off as thereās less and less of the eggs and their membranes to intoxicate me. Feeling the burn worsen each time a pulsing egg shoots out of my raw cunt. Until I donāt have anything left, so my body has to take over, pushing in short bursts as I fade in and out of consciousness. Falling asleep while my cunt stretches around the rim of an egg, where the widest part sits just inside me. Waking with a scream as a more intense contraction begins, my body pushing involuntarily, eyes opening as the final egg shoots out of me. Want to be panting, finally empty, drunk on my bodyās hormones, when I feel the familiar touch of a tentacle, working its way back into my ruined cunt. Want to feel it push past my cervix again, still not yet closed after the days-long birth. Want to feel eggs, smaller this time (for now), but more numerous, deposited back into my newly-emptied womb, and want to feel myself fading into sleep again as the tentacle pulls out of me with a wet squelch, satisfied with having bred me again.
50's suburb setting where aliens land and replace the milkman overnight. He goes from house to house, taking the little housewife on the kitchen table and cramming her with oozy green alien spawn. At first her girdle is just a little tight. The next morning she starts to have a ravenous appetite, devouring everything in the fridge including the raw meat. Her breasts get too big to fit properly in any of her clothes but she doesn't seem to mind. Her whole mind becomes preoccupied with motherhood. She fills bottle after bottle with odd colored milk from her teats. She gives up on underwear, proud of her growing waistline. By the time her husband gets home from his week long business trip, her belly is huge and glowing from the inside. He tries to run but gets caught in her unnaturally strong little hands and dragged back inside. Her stomach groans with demand and beads of drool drip from her mouth. A husband's most important job is to feed his family and that's exactly what he's going to do.
All I can think about is getting restrained and feeling each egg slowly get pushed into my dripping cunt until I have a visible belly bump. Then getting taken care of and thoroughly "inspected" every so often so they can note the incubation process.
Monster girlfriend who tells you about how she wants to lay her eggs in you. You reluctantly agree after she informs you they're soft-shelled, taking many of her clutches in your womb. Its only after they start growing throughout your eggnancy that you realize it's not going to be ANY easier as the eggs slowly grow bigger and bigger.
Ive always had that fantasy of just some large towering tentacle monster using me as its fleshlight and as its finish cumming inside me, growing larger inside me, bulging me out as it gets a second wind and continuing to fuck me over and over again, eventually pushing huge clutch of eggs inside me, one after another <3
That's a great fantasy.
Tentacles so strong, they can hold you down and prevent you from running away. Tentacles stuffing your mouth so you can't scream and call for help.
You're so breedable and ready to be taken. The tentacle monster just fucks you because it knows you'll make a perfect hole for its clutch.
Now you're stuck with so many eggs inside you that it takes you many hours to get to the nearest village for help. But by the time you get there, the eggs have already worked their hormones into your body and you don't feel scared anymore.
In fact, you feel really good.
The people there are so worried about the naked pregnant person that just stumbled into their village. They give you a place to stay and food to eat. Of course you're thankful for it especially when your babies need so much nutrients if they're going to grow big and strong.
By the time you're laying in bed you can feel them all squirming inside you and your tits ache with milk. The need a mouth to claim them, suck on each to fulfill your need as a broodmother.
As if feeling your discomfort, you can feel those baby monsters worm their tentacles from your hole and work their way to your nipples. You spend the rest of the night sleeping soundly in bed while your children feed from you from the comfort of their home.
6. Request: What about a sleep paralysis demon impregnating the person who's hallucinating them? (Up to your personal preference if they're down bad or not up for it, haha)
It always starts the same. Eyes opening, and the creeping dread of trying to move and being unable to. Realizing that trying won't make it happen, and that I know what comes next, no matter how much I'd love to deny it.Ā
My gaze slowly tracks around the corners of my bedroom, dark and shadowed, looking for it. Waiting for it to slowly melt out of the darkness and take whatever monstrous shape it so chooses. And there it is, detaching from the shadows behind the door, its movements sinuous and silent. I can never see it in great detail, but it's tall and lean this time, moving on two legs and silent feet I can't see past my own bed as it prowls close. I can't so much as twitch a finger as it pauses to survey me on my back on the bed, entirely at its mercy. Fighting never changes anything, so I resolve to stare at the ceiling instead of staring at it this time.Ā
Long, claw-tipped hands pull the quilt down the bed, revealing my bare legs. Wearing only panties and an over-sized t-shirt, claws scrape my skin as it pulls the panties down and off as well. The shirt it shoves upward, bunching below my breasts, until I'm exposed from the ribs down.Ā
A cold, bony hand spreads over my belly, slightly concave as I lay on my back. Instantly, and without my volition, a strange warmth spreads under the hand. The warmth increases until the base of my spine is tingling and wetness is gleaming between my thighs. My breath hitches only slightly as I experience an orgasm without the ability to writhe, clench, or otherwise respond.Ā
Coolness radiates off of it as it braces itself over me, its hide smooth and leathery. Eyes firmly shut, I wait.Ā
Its cock is cold as well, as it ruts against my sex, slicking the head first before slotting against my opening. Despite its long, spindly appearance, its cock is thick enough to stretch me as it pushes in, and in, and in. My body remains still and pliant as the monster starts to rut into me, quick and hard. Eyes screwed shut, I prepare for what I know happens next.Ā
Its thrusts speed up, low growling grunts issuing somewhere above my head as the huge cock begins to twitch. Thrusting hard once more, it stills buried as deeply into me as it can possibly get. Its cold seed floods into me, the fit so tight it can only fill my womb, and so much that pressure builds in my pelvis, pushing my lower belly out to brush against the monster filling me.Ā
Eventually, the flood stops, and the thing withdraws, not a drop of its seed spilling from my body. I open my eyes again to watch it retreat into the deep shadows behind the door, and then my bedroom is still and quiet again. All at once, my body is mine again, and I immediately rise on my elbows to survey the changes.Ā
My otherwise slightly concave abdomen rises in a slight bulge between my hipbones, cool to the touch. My womb, filled yet again with something dark and monstrous. Powerless to change it, and very aware of it after so long and so many similar nights, I fish my panties off the floor, pull the quilt up, and flop back onto my pillows.Ā
In the morning, my slight bulge is the same, and I go about my life. I get up, eat, drink coffee, go to work. I do that for two weeks with no change, no more nocturnal visits, no waking up in the night. Its easy enough to pretend its a prolonged bout of bloating, selecting stretchy pants from my closet when I dress. And always, always, my belly is cool to the touch, whether I'm scrubbing down in the shower or sliding my hand over it as I reach down between my thighs for some relief before going to sleep at night.Ā
At the end of the fortnight, as I move around the house cleaning up after supper and unpacking my lunch bag, I suddenly feel pressure behind that small bump. Dressed in my usual lounge clothes of an oversized t-shirt and sleep shorts, I have to press my hand to my middle to see what's changed. Between my hips, the small bulge has pressed slightly outward, colder than it has been, weight settling in my hips. As I stand there, my belly pushes oh so slowly out, pressing into my palm. After a few moments, the pressure lessens, and it stops growing.Ā
Tonight is the night, then. I carry on with my chores, pausing as my womb expands every so often, pressure and weight settling in my hips. I start to feel deep flutters, and by the time of night comes where I should go to bed comes, I look maybe halfway through a normal pregnancy, the fluttering prolonged and only just visible from the outside. I strip in the bathroom, watching my belly in the mirror as I brush my teeth and wash my face, my body otherwise unchanged except for my ballooning womb.Ā
Sliding naked into bed, I settle in my usual position on my back, smoothing my hands over the dome rising from my middle. The skin is chilly, smooth and unmarked as another burst of growth presses it out against my palms, whatever is growing inside bumping lightly where my warm hands rest. Sleep comes swift and easy.Ā
When my eyes open next, I'm otherwise frozen in place. Glancing around, I'm only a little surprised by the state my belly, the modest bump having burgeoned out to a full-term pregnancy in the night, the occupant heaving and roiling under my skin. I search the shadows, waiting, and sure enough, the tall, lanky demon slips into the room.Ā
In some horrible approximation of a voice, it hisses, "Oh, you have done very well this time."
Like a switch flipping, my swollen middle squeezes up and in, tightening around the monster's offspring. At first, it heaves harder, but the lanky monster touches a single claw to my belly and it quiets inside. It isn't painful like a normal birth should be, the contractions rolling through me every minute or so. I can feel my cervix open slowly, and the monster pulls the quilt off the bed again. It props each of my legs up and to the side, exposing my sex as contraction after contraction forces my body to open. I can only lay there as the offspring passes through my opened cervix, squeezing downward with every spasm, making my sex bulge between my legs. My lips start to spread around the monstrous head, relentless as it forces its way out. I can't speak or scream or do anything as my lips stretch and stretch, and then the head is finally freed. I want to pant or gasp at the feeling, another spasm coming right on the heels of the previous, and my lips start to bulge again. Whatever form this thing takes doesn't seem to have shoulders like a human baby, but it takes three more spasms to finally be pushed from my body.Ā
It drags itself from between my thighs, my belly deflating as I watch. The thing I just birthed slips off the bed and reaches for the monster that sired it. Something tugs behind my navel, and then its entirely free of me, my middle concave again, my naked body unmarked. The first monster reaches over to rest a grotesque hand on my belly again, warmth blooming until a earth-shaking orgasm clenches through me.Ā
Both monsters creep into the shadows behind the door, the sire hissing, "Until the next time. You always produce the most potent of terrors."Ā
Big minotaur cock splitting you open. Hefty sweaty minotaur balls slapping against you with every thrust. Heady minotaur musk filling your head making you all foggy and useless. Minotaur holding you off the ground and bouncing you up and down on its cock like a fleshlight
Ive always had that fantasy of just some large towering tentacle monster using me as its fleshlight and as its finish cumming inside me, growing larger inside me, bulging me out as it gets a second wind and continuing to fuck me over and over again, eventually pushing huge clutch of eggs inside me, one after another <3
That's a great fantasy.
Tentacles so strong, they can hold you down and prevent you from running away. Tentacles stuffing your mouth so you can't scream and call for help.
You're so breedable and ready to be taken. The tentacle monster just fucks you because it knows you'll make a perfect hole for its clutch.
Now you're stuck with so many eggs inside you that it takes you many hours to get to the nearest village for help. But by the time you get there, the eggs have already worked their hormones into your body and you don't feel scared anymore.
In fact, you feel really good.
The people there are so worried about the naked pregnant person that just stumbled into their village. They give you a place to stay and food to eat. Of course you're thankful for it especially when your babies need so much nutrients if they're going to grow big and strong.
By the time you're laying in bed you can feel them all squirming inside you and your tits ache with milk. The need a mouth to claim them, suck on each to fulfill your need as a broodmother.
As if feeling your discomfort, you can feel those baby monsters worm their tentacles from your hole and work their way to your nipples. You spend the rest of the night sleeping soundly in bed while your children feed from you from the comfort of their home.
Older wolf!hybrid roomate that lets you stay rent free as long as he can grope and fondle your tits every once in a while uninterrupted.
Heās gotten to the age where heās not really interested in going out to meet new people. Heās content getting to take one of your nipples into into his mouth and jerk off while you scroll on your phone.
If you let him fuck your tits heāll even pay for your nails and groceries for the month. Licking the tip or letting him cum on your face means heāll treat you to a trip out of town.
Youāve let him fuck your doughy thighs once and he made a mess all over them almost immediatelyā¦
He wouldnāt call himself your sugar daddy. Heās not exactly rich and doesnāt pamper you like he wants to, but youāre taken care of and heās grown quite fond of you.
Heās been saving up so he can knot that pretty, fat cunt of yours at some pointā¦ he just doesnāt know youād let him do it for free if he just asked.
