19///Lesbian///Ask me anything!///Mostly Writes Monstergirls///All Characters are 18+ and consenting///MINORS DNI///I do not consent to my work being used for purposes involving generative AI or reposted without my consent or credit
To this fictional dreamland of lesbians, magical beings, monsters, and lesbian monsters and magical beings! This blog will invite you to a mystical world where your deepest fantasies can come true in the form of the written word. I am a femme lesbian who plans to fill this blog with stories about cis women, trans women and nonbinary people getting with each other in various kinky scenarios :).
Currently working on: Willow The Witch (Link tba):
A series of stories about a witch and her human familiar, as well as stories involving the magical beings of her forest.
So in the revelations of the Epstein files, we found out that the accelerated push of transphobia over the last 10-years was fully manufactured and ran directly through Epstein himself (he specifically mentioned liking Trump's transphobia despite not liking his other policies), with dozens of emails about that specifically about directly or shit like Epstein and associates bragging about exploiting 4chan and /pol/ specifically to further their goals including demonizing trans people.
But right now right-wing media is running a diversion by claiming akchually The Transgenders were invented by Epstein because one (1) person emailed him to tell him that he thinks trans women would make good sex slaves (and that he thinks trans men are disgusting freaks, but they left that part out for some reason) and one (1) doctor who did do vaginoplasty but already had a bad reputation was an Epstein associate.
So prepare for a whole new wave of transphobia fueled specifically off of this one email.
Hi this psa is brought to you by my boss nearly killing us via carbon monoxide poisoning.
Heaters like this are labelled for Indoor/Outdoor usage, however that indoor label is misleading af.
Indoors in this context means a drafty garage or car port, not your living room or bedroom. Unless the room you're in is well ventilated with fresh air, don't use this fucker indoors.
Please reblog for visibility, this could quite literally save a life.
Hey y'all, 3/4 of the Ella puppy-girl stories have been outlined. I'm thinking about putting the one featuring Lyra as a Patreon Early Access story for about a month, but I'll be feeding y'all until then, I promise. If this post gets 10 notes, I'll release a tag list for that story. If it gets 20, I will release the outline on the blog.
It's only $5 to read it a whole month in advance once it's uploaded, and it supports the things I do, which I always appreciate heavily. And of course, I cherish any interaction I get on my posts because y'all are amazing!
Lowkey been thinking about the idea of a slasher movie but the protags are just closeted lesbians and the "killer" is a really hot lesbian who makes them realize something about themselves. Maybe the real monster was comphet and the patriarchy all this time. Also one of the protags who gets chased by a hot lesbian is trans bc you girls deserve to be subs for other women for once instead of being forced into a dominant role.
Bunny-girls And The She-wolves That Chase Them: Part 2 (Formerly Patreon Early Access)
Lyra stretched her long, muscular limbs outwards before rolling over to the other side of the bed. Clover met her tired gaze, trying not to fall back asleep in her comforting embrace. She yawned and forced herself to get out of bed, stumbling into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. Her legs were a good bit sore after what happened the previous day.
"Mmm, she's so good though, I bet the girls back at the burrow would love her... ." Clover thought to herself as she dried her face. Lyra laid on the bed, breath minty and legs outstretched.
"You look so sexy when you've just woken up, do you have to go back home yet?" She mused, pulling the bunny-girl to her side.
"Sorry wolfieeee, they're gonna miss me at the burrow, but you can walk me back!"
The wolf-girl quickly joined Clover out the door of her den. She noticed the jealous gazes of her packmates as they walked by, eyeing the short, curvy bunny like a piece of meat. They wandered through the forest for a few minutes in silence before Clover spoke up.
"Bit of a dirty question, but how many girls do you think you could handle at once, Lyra?"
"Uhhh, I've never thought about that." The wolf-girl blushed.
"Why, do you wanna bring some friends next time?" Lyra responded salaciously. Clover giggled.
"Well, it is spring time, and I'm sure you know what happens to bunny-girls in the spring..."
"Oh?" Lyra's ears perked up.
"We have toys and things like that, but sometimes it's nice to have a real woman there too, you know?"
"So you're asking if I can help your burrow get through their heat cycles, hm?" Her bushy tail began wagging at the tantalizing thought.
"Well, only if you want to! It's a large burrow and we can go for multiple rounds..."
"Don't worry about any of that... when do you want me over?"
"Is today alright?"
"Yes! Yes yes yes!"
Lyra was too deep into her fantasies to think about if she could actually take care of the heats of a whole burrow of bunny-women, but if this was how her life ended, then so be it. She was mostly insatiable anyways, how hard could it really be?
The burrow, despite being underground, was quite nice. It had multiple rooms, lights, furniture, you could barely tell you were below the earth. It smelled of fresh berries and drying stone fruit, as well as the distinct scent of pheremones that drove the wolf-girl mad. Lyra found herself having to duck down quite a bit, on account of the tallest bunny-woman being around 5'6", things weren't exactly built for a she-wolf like her. Clover introduced her to a couple other bunnies, and gathered them around in the main bedroom. This time, it was Lyra's turn to be looked at like food. They stared at her, some with crossed legs, flushed faces, and others with no shame, their hands between their thighs, rubbing through thin fabric if any at all.
"Hiiii every-bunny! I know it's spring, and I probably just took a lot of you away from your alone time, but my friend right here has graciously volunteered herself to be of service for today! She's got a skilled tongue and she's very well-endowed," Clover's gaze drifted downwards "and she would love to help through your heats."
Lyra whined excitedly, her tail wagging faster than before. Clover tugged her hand, and she got on the ground before being pushed on her back. A spotted bunny-girl assisted Clover in tying her wrists to the bedposts next to her. Lyra playfully growled, but let them restrain her anyways.
"What's next? Do I get a muzzle too?"
"As long as you don't bite, cutie!" The spotted bun teased.
Another girl cut off her bra and pulled down her shorts, revealing her already hard cock. The other girls looked at it with fear, awe and excitement. The cool air hitting her naked body made Lyra twitch, but she knew it wouldn't be long before she would be sweating. A cream-colored bunny-girl wasted no time in lowering herself on Lyra's member, her warm pussy making Lyra let out a heavy breath. She steadied herself with her hands on the wolf-girl's breasts before riding her. The other bunny-girls in the room watched with bated breath, desperately waiting their turn. Some of them chose to play with themselves in the meantime, slowly circling their clits with their fingers, or pumping a dildo in and out of their holes. Others chose to play with each other, rubbing and grinding their wet pussies together until satisfaction.
It didn't take long for the first girl to finish and the next girl to take her place. This time, her ears and tail were the color of straw, and she was a bit shorter than the previous girl. She also finished quickly, her tight pussy gripping Lyra's cock as she mewled in pleasure. This time, two girls replaced her, one where the previous bun was and the other teasing Lyra with her naked pussy and ass mere inches above her mouth. Lyra stuck her tongue out, able to just barely taste her folds before the girl sat on her face, completely smothering her nose and mouth. The scent of arousal and bunny-girl pheromones enveloped Lyra's senses as she dragged her tongue from the woman's sensitive clit to her dripping cunt. The bunny-woman rocked her hips back and forth on Lyra's face, painting it with slick juices.
Lyra felt the white-hot pleasure building up in her cock as she was being ridden. Her stomach flexed and her hips thrusted upwards as the impending orgasm reached it's peak. She felt the girl's pussy clenching and couldn't possibly hold it off any longer, and she shot hot ropes of cum into her womb. Lyra's moans were muffled by the other bunny sitting on her face, but still audible. Within a few seconds of the previous girl getting off, the one on her face replaced her before she even had time to get soft. The she-wolf whined as her sensitive cock was put back to work, extending her orgasm for much longer than normal. It didn't take her long to reach her peak again this time around, having had control of her pleasure essentially handed to a group of small, ravenous women. Small, ravenous, mildly vengeful women that remembered every perverted thing she had done.
"Hey, aren't you the girl who bit my ass that one time?" One bunny-woman asked.
"... It was just.. out there!" Lyra attempted to defend herself.
"Oh my god, I think this is the same girl who stuck her nose up my skirt!"
"OMG, she did that to me too!"
"And me!"
Lyra looked over in the corner where Clover was sitting and staring with smug satisfaction in her eyes, and looked back just as one of the girls sat on her face and immediately began grinding her hips as hard as she could. The she-wolf didn't even have to lick, the bunny-woman was going to get pleasure out of her regardless. It was a contrived heaven.
Bunny-girls switched positions more than Lyra cared to count, and each time wrung another orgasm out of her. Everything became a blur of big butts and fluffy tails mounting her somewhere. Her abs were sore from flexing, her cock and balls ached in pleasure every time she came, her claws tore up the ground, she was determined to see this through regardless of how it felt. Clover was the last bunny-girl to get on her sensitive cock, and she reveled in it.
"How are you feeling, Lyra?" Clover asked, sarcastic tone in her voice.
"...Uh...uhm... like I just... bred I don't know how many bunny-girls... but I also might... die after..." She said between labored breaths.
"Awww, not the big scary predator you thought you were?"
"Shut up... I could still... eat you!"
"You wouldn't though."
Clover gripped Lyra's waist and came hard. The poor, overstimulated wolf-girl felt like every pulse was to torture her, and yet she managed to cum inside for the last time. Clover collapsed forward, landing on Lyra's sweat-covered chest. The bunny-girl panted hard and Lyra did so even harder. Everything on her lower body hurt, but she felt good still. Tired, but good.
"Can I sleep here tonight?" The she-wolf groaned.
One by one, the bunny-girls in the burrow cuddled up to Lyra, all exhausted but not as much as she was. The warmth of many sleeping women was a little much for her, but she was too sleepy to care.
Bunnygirls And The Wolf-girls Who Chase Them - pt1 (Formerly on Patreon EA)
Clover took the last sweet-smelling flower off the dark-green bush, placing it daintily into her basket. It was a seasonal hobby of hers, picking flowers to dry, braid into a flower crown, or preserve in some other whimsical manner. The spring flowers encompassed some of her favorites, with their bright blooms symbolizing the transition from a stunning, icy season to a warmer, welcoming one. Her sense of peace ended when she heard the snap of a twig behind some trees. Her fuzzy, grey ears lifted, un-lopping themselves at the potential danger. She knew no harm would truly come to her in these woods, but her bunny instincts would not allow her to relax. After a few minutes of silence, her ears lowered and she tentatively went back to picking flowers. Then, she felt something brush against her thigh, something furry. A new scent was in the air, overtaking the flowers. Before she could react, something had pressed itself between her thighs, nose shoved against her clothed core, claws digging into her legs.
"...if it's that god damn she-wolf again..." She muttered, pretending to be more annoyed than she actually was.
"It is that 'goddamn she-wolf' you speak of so kindly!" The wolf-girl inhaled Clover's scent in deep breaths, before pulling away and standing behind her. A familiar bushy tail wrapped around her leg, and Clover found herself turned to face the towering she-wolf.
"Lyra! You scared the shit out of me!"
"Hello there, little bunny." Lyra ignored Clover's obvious frustration, opting to condescendingly pat her instead. Clover stomped against the ground.
"You're so cute when you're annoyed, you know that? Anyways, I felt like hunting today, and it took a bit but I managed to smell you out over all these beautiful flowers... what do you say, five minute head start for you, Clover?"
Oh, of course that was what she was here for. Lyra was dressed for it, with her black sports bra leaving little of her muscular figure to the imagination, or her hard nipples. The only thing covering her stupid-long shaft was thing grey shorts, probably because she loved the look of surprise on a girl's face when it was finally revealed in full. 'Hunt' was a game they played, and it was relatively self explanatory. Clover would run, and Lyra would catch her and do what she pleased with her. It satisfied Lyra's prey drive and Clover's need to be bred every so often.
"Five minutes is good, don't hurt yourself trying to catch me!"
"Oh please, you're a house bunny at your core, you're easy prey!"
Clover rolled her eyes and prepared herself to bound through the forest. She took off into the tree line, sprinting over rocks and roots as she got further and further into the woods. She covered ground quickly, built for running from hungry animals. Trees rushed past her, light beaming between them. Part of her wanted to win the game for once, as Lyra was enormously cocky when she won something, but she still found herself unable to resist the woman. Eventually, she got to a point where there was no sign of her, and she came to a familiar clearing to rest for a moment. A moment turned into a few minutes, and Clover began to wonder where Lyra was, it had certainly been long since she began her chase, hadn't it?
Then, she noticed two glowing eyes from the darkness. Clover's heart almost gave out that moment, but she pulled her self up and started running again. Unfortunately, Lyra had way longer legs than this comparatively tiny bunny, and had her just barely out of reach of her sharp teeth within a minute. Clover spotted a log in the distance that covered the entrance of a rock formation, far too close to the ground for Lyra but perfect for a bunny to squeeze through. She took a rock and threw it against a tree, briefly diverting Lyra's attention before dashing away. She figured that if she could fit through the opening, she could hide in between the rocks until Lyra got tired. She got her upper body inside, and then-
Thump!
A supporting stone slipped out from under the log, and it pinned Clover perfectly in place, and she was trapped with her ass in the air. The rock had claw marks on it, indicating it was placed there before.
"God damn she-wolf!"
Clover struggled, but only got more stuck as she attempted to free herself. Heavy footsteps came closer and closer to the defeated bunny-girl.
"Awww, is someone stuck?" Lyra's smug teasing served only to frustrate the rabbit. She pounded the ground with her feet again.
"Cheating? Seriously!?"
"Nope, just some strategic rock placement."
"Cheating."
"Doesn't matter, you're the one with your butt in a vulnerable state!"
Lyra wasted no time in claiming her prize. She used her claw to effortlessly tear off Clover's shorts, ripping them from the side of the waistband to the leg, destroying her bright red thong underneath. Clover squeaked as her fat pussy and ass were revealed to the she-wolf, who practically dove in face first, focusing on her hard clit. Lyra loved the taste of arousal, and she made sure that her partner would have plenty for her. She drew her tongue away from Clover's nub, all the way to her slit, and slid it in as deep as she could reach. Clover backed her hips up against her face, savoring the feeling.
"You taste so good, but I want you absolutely gushing before I put it in, bunny." Lyra said in a low voice.
She licked a few times over Clover's entire vulva, before going back to focusing on her clit again. This time, she switched positions so she could wrap her lips around it and gently suck, using her strong arms to hold Clover's lower body close to her face. The bunny-girl clamped her thighs around Lyra's head, clawing at the ground and moaning. Her pussy quivered, dripping with juices onto the wolf-girl's chin.
"Fuck, Lyra! You're so good!"
The she-wolf didn't respond, but Clover could feel her smile forming underneath. After a few more minutes, she stopped and pulled Clover off her face.
"Bunny, may I try something?"
"What is it?"
"You have such an amazing ass, and I've always wanted to do something to it..."
Clover blushed. She had done a bit of experimentation with her backdoor, but had never thought to ask someone else to try anything with her.
"S-sure, Lyra. Just be gentle, okay?"
"Of course, I just thought I'd circle it slowly, see how you like it..."
Clover squeaked again, both excited and nervous. She was so glad that she had showered that morning. Lyra's huge paws spread her apart with ease, exposing her tight little hole. She had already lubricated her thumb with saliva, even though she only planned to barely penetrate, if at all. She made contact with the muscle, and slowly began circling around it while she ate Clover out. The small motions sent shivers up her spine, Clover couldn't believe it could feel this good.
"I feel so dirty... but somehow that makes it better..." The bunny whined, barely able to contain herself.
"Then you'll like this." Lyra began going faster, both with her tongue and digits.
"Oh my god, Lyra!"
The bunny moaned so loudly she was convinced anyone else in the forest could hear her. She gripped the earth in front of her as she tipped over the edge, cumming all over Lyra's beautiful face. Her hips tried to move on their own, but were largely stilled by the strength of the she-wolf beneath her. Lyra let her ride out the aftershocks on her tongue, caressing her hips until Clover stilled.
"Feeling good, bun?"
"Mhm..."
Lyra got up and lifted the log, allowing Clover to crawl out from under it. She looked at the she-wolf, who stared back at her with hungry eyes. Her hard-on was very prominent, Clover couldn't take her eyes off it.
"Like what you see?" asked Lyra, tugging at her waistband.
"Always, mutt." Clover teased back.
Lyra lunged towards her, pinning her on her back.
"I'll show you mutt!" The she-wolf pulled down her shorts, revealing her shaft, bigger than most anyone fully human. She spread Clover's legs and jerked her closer to her body. The bunny-girl adored being handled roughly, and knew just exactly how to push Lyra's buttons.
"Look how far it goes inside of you, little bunny." She laid her cock against Clover's pussy and stomach, admiring the sight before lining it up to her entrance.
The bunny-girl was wet enough that it didn't hurt when Lyra slowly entered her, but the stretch was something she never quite got used to, and it felt way too good. The she-wolf gripped her thighs as she bottomed out, letting out a low growl as she did so.
"You feel so fucking good around me, you're so tight and warm..."
"I bet everything feels tight with that big thing you have, doesn't it?"
"Fuckkk, yeah..."
Lyra twitched inside of Clover, and started by slowly rocking her hips into her while gripping her waist. She loved seeing the bunny-girl's stomach bulge every time she thrusted inwards, it only served to remind her of how well-endowed she was. Lyra sped up her thrusts, establishing a rhythm of flesh slapping against itself, Clover's fat, round ass to Lyra's toned thighs. The bunny-girl basked in the woman-handling she was experiencing, her legs folded close to her chest, the sharp daggers digging into her sides, and the guarantee that she would barely be able to walk for the next week. It all drove her crazy in the best way possible.
"I...love being pant pounded good and pant hard like this, Lyra!"
"I could go harder, haven't heard you scream, yet..."
"Oh fuck yes, make me scream, Lyra!"
She pulled out, leaving Clover feeling dreadfully empty for the time being. She whined as Lyra picked her up, one arm under her back and the other under her legs, bridal carrying her to a big, flat rock. She took the opportunity to kiss the rabbit-girl, peppering her face with pecks and affectionate licks. Clover couldn't help but giggle and kiss her back. Then she found herself on her stomach, bent over the rock. Lyra forcefully shoved herself back in, this time holding Clover in place with only one paw. The bunny couldn't help but moan at the sudden intrusion, but that wasn't good enough for the predator that had mounted her.
"Think you can handle not being able to sit down for a week, bun?"
"I can handle whatever, you dumb dog!" Clover replied, knowing she was in for much more than originally planned.
Lyra growled, raking her claws over Clover's ass, slowly, until SMACK! Her palm came down hard on her right cheek. She resumed dragging her claws over the newly formed mark, and then SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! over and over again, each smack making Clover wetter. The she-wolf continued thrusting, spanking the bunny-girl as she did. Shocks radiated through Clover's entire body, she moaned louder and squealed in delicious pain. Lyra kept ramping up in intensity, chasing that cry of pleasure she wanted from her partner. Finally, with a heavy-handed hit, Clover cried out her, louder than she ever had before. Lyra growled and kept going, barely letting Clover catch her breath as the pleasure from sex and impact combined into a bursting orgasm. The bunny helplessly tightened around Lyra, impossibly squeezing her as she succumbed to her orgasm.
The she-wolf was close too, and brought her chest to her prey's back as she sunk her canine teeth in the side of Clover's neck. She let out a low growl, her mind only able to think of one thing. Her instincts told her to breed Clover, even if she wasn't another wolf-girl. Pleasure ignited within her, and she thrusted as hard and deep as she physically could into Clover, howling as her cum shot inside of her. They both collapsed onto the rock, trying to catch their breath.
"God, I'm afraid you'll get me pregnant one day Lyra." Clover teased between pants.
"Tempting... I bet you'd look really cute."
Lyra pulled Clover to the soft forest floor, where she held her close in her big arms.
"I bet you can't walk... you can stay with me tonight if you'd like, Clover. I'll carry you there."
"Trying to make me forget that you're a filthy cheater? I won't decline though..."
Clover was already forming a plan to get back at her, but she'd set it into motion after a nice meal and some sleep.
Read PT2 Here
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Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.
Willow guided Ella to the bed, laying her on her back before pulling her panties off to reveal her hard cock.
"Mistress, do we really need to do this?"
"Just taking care of my adorable pet, is that so bad?"
Ella blushed as the witch wrapped her soft hand around the tip of her cock, gently stroking up and down her shaft while the other hand drifted downwards towards her tight hole. She whined as Willow slipped two fingers in, her magic making discomfort non-existent.
"It seems like everything is good down there. Let me put your panties back on-"
Ella grabbed Willow's arm and whimpered, her girlcock leaking pre-cum.
