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Yeah yeah yeah king ordering his knight to get on his knees and pulling rank and ordering him around blah blah blah
King pulling rank in order to spoil and worship his dear knight. Demanding his presence after a battle or tournament, gently removing the armor, piece by piece. Achingly slow. Knight insisting that he has a squire for such a thing. But it's been a long day. So the king puts his knight on his plush bed, shushing any further protests.
IMAGINE going into the forest for a picnic on your own but instead, you get stripped down and fucking railed by plant dick<3
Let's just say.. they don't ever want you to leave but then again, neither do you...
Your eyes flutter open after waking up in the night only to immediately be met by a flashing screen on the roof above your bed, almost immediately locking your body in place before you can react.
Your mind is already groggy and unable to defend itself as the word "relax" start pulsing on the screen and of course, you obey.
Your muscles loose, you can't move your fingers or toes, and your jaw is slack with a thin trail of spit escaping from the corner.
Then, from under your bed, a tentacle approaches you. First one appendage tracing over your whole body, then two, then three, they work together to shuffle your limp body free from your pyjamas, one tentacle quickly gliding across your nipples as soon as they're exposed.
The second tends to your clit, both appendages moving in unison to milk out your pleasure as the slides delicately into your mouth, drizzling a sweet goo into your throat that only ramps up your natural reaction to the stimuli.
You manage to cum from this alone, though the only way to tell would be the wet patch in between your thighs and the internal pulse in your core, you wonder if its over but no.
Now more tentacles are coming up, some circle the leaky tips across your sensitive skin, a suction cup over each nipple, one tentacle is around your throat, squeezing just right. Your eyes have lulled back at this point, as the tentacles position your legs apart for them.
A thicker appendage enters you steadily, methodically, it is more bumpy than the other limbs around you and has almost immediately start pumping something inside with each thrust, making your stomach glow a dull pink.
Of course your clenching and stuck in perpetual orgasm the whole time, sucking mindlessly as you're fed by the tentacle in your mouth.
The appendage inside you starts quickening, the pace becoming less rhythmatic and more insatiable as it inflates inside you, causing a clear indent in your skin up to your belly button.
You hear a low growl and some deep huffs of heavy breaths from under your bed followed by a drawn out groan as the liquid pumping inside you got drastically thicker. The glow in your stomach quickly shaping the small bumps now settling inside your over stretched womb.
The next day of course, you have no memory of what happened to you. Once again your eyes flutter open, this time to the usual sunlight and birdsong. Though now you can't move out of bed for a whole new reason, your stomach and breasts have grown 5× there original size and now weigh you down, helplessly in your bed. Not to fear however, as In the corner of your eye you spot a tentacle creeping up to your mouth, ready to nurture you...
mech forcemasc where your mech pumps you full of T for uhhh bonding purposes. definitely not because it wants to get you a dick to lead you around by. which is a type of bonding now that I think about it
and/or mech that has the Goopy Cockpit but it's Tgel, a whole new type of cockpit. cockpit-cock becoming a joke amongst the mech pilots cause the mechs just keep turning these girls into sweaty hairy men & butches & enben & giving them bottom growth
mech that keeps asking its pilot to get phallo so it can use that extra port that deffffinitely is not just a fleshlight noooo it's. its there for extra piloting purposes you see. veryy normal hole for piloting purposes don't even worry about it
it powers the light canon!!! which is located in the mechs pelvis ofc
no but mech pilot cockpit thats just testosterone gel is a super fun idea
especially considering how psychosexual so much mech stuff already is usually
evil mushroom/mold spores that infect unsuspecting "girls" and get under their clit hood and start growing them a new fungal penis and also convert their ovaries into testes
& then once they've finished getting infected & androgenized the new men go off and fuck more girls into being hosts for the parasitic mushrooms
maybe the mushrooms make different people into different "sexes" since some fungi can have hundreds to thousands of different mating types
reminds me of the cordyceps fungi which work by controlling the minds of insects and getting them near large amounts of other insects in order to infect them its such a deliciously fun thought that fungi would do so to humans to forcegender them and i like the implication that doing so would be for reproduction reasons plus fungal spore plumes as mind control is VERY fun as a concept when the fungi structurally reform a persons genitals
imagine an unsuspecting "girl" hooking up with a hot guy from the club and "she" goes home and he has a CRAZY looking dick and "she" wants to say no but oh whats this alluring aroma why cant he look away and then BAM new boy acquired
A prince is a creature that, when left unattended, will sexualize even the most ill-advised parts of a sword. It is your duty as a knight to ensure he engages only in pre-approved hilt-play with a loyal and attentive swordsman.
Please don't struggle too much my Prince, your wrists can't be marked at the ball. If you would have listened from the start we would have to do this.
You cannot keep treating these galas as your personal hunting grounds. Your indecent flirting is unbecoming of one of your stature, and a disgrace to your family's good name. I will not allow it to continue. Seeing as you wouldn't see reason, you've left me no choice but to satisfy these cravings of yours before you can act on them.
I know once is not enough for you, so we shall keep going until you've been drained completely. I will ensure you have nothing left to give any potential lovers. If that means spreading you open myself, then that is the duty I shall serve. Once your appetite has been fully sated you will be free to greet your guests, and I pray the rawness of your skin will assist you in remaining chaste.
Until then, cease this squirming. We have many rounds left to go.
YES, knight not fucking you because they swore an oath to you and that would be breaking it
and also YES, knight fucking you in spite of said oath and all that comes with it
but HAVE WE CONSIDERED knight who swears the oath(s) to you WHILE fucking you???
They’re in such a haze and so blissed out and you just look so good and you feel so good so there is nothing and no one else they can even imagine binding themselves to at that moment. So over all your gasps and moans and pleads they’re stammering and babbling their tenets and promises and prayers, all dedicated to you.
A good and loyal knight dedicating themselves to their new code, the old one they followed for so long left completely behind
Errants or oathbreakers binding themselves to this new law, a new focus for all that lost or unused loyalty.
It’s a ceremony, you see, and it needs to be seen all the way through, and so it will, no matter how many times the both of you come undone.
alien scientist who has you abducted and strapped down, stripped and under some sort of foreign anaesthetic, so you’re aware of what’s going on but it’s hazy and.. warm? he begins poking and prodding at different parts of your body, typing things in to his little tablet whenever you respond. you get a little hotter as he goes on, legs shivering on their own, mind spinning.
he’s talking about you, you’re sure. you don’t quite understand through the haze but he points to parts of you fondles rhem before noting something out loud. then his hands drift over an erogenous zone and you squirm and moan a little and he begins furious typing, pushing harder and rubbing for more reactions. you’re not sure what he’s trying to find out but you’re too pleased by the feeling to be completely concerned .
then his hand drifts down lower, and you realise with a sinking feeling what this examination was testing. you fight your restraints a little but can’t help but sigh with content when he finally touches you, stroking so perfectly you almost miss him say “candidate extremely receptive. enlist for more.. extensive trials.”
you’re not quite sure what that means, but you know you’re in for a ride.
