Your sister asks you to send a text from her phone while she drives. She needs you to let one of her friends know the two of you will be at the party soon. As you scroll through her contacts to find that friend you come upon a group chat with her name, but strangely it has a pic of your sleeping face as the header. Wide eyed you open it and find dozens of creepshots of you, shared between your sister and several of her friends. Some of the pics are clothed, some are of you getting out of the shower, lots are of you sleeping. There’s even a video where big sis pulls up your shirt and gropes your tits as you sleep. Your sisters friends have filled the chat with lewd emojis and messages. They keep encouraging your sister to do lewder and lewder things to you. Your face reddens as you scroll through shots of your used panties and messages telling big sis to “go all the way.” Your thighs squeeze together involentarily, your breathing starts to quicken. You scroll back to the bottom and find a cluster of text messages.
“We should all fuck her together.”
“I bet she’d like that.”
“holy shit I’d love that.”
“I could totally get her alone with us, I’ll just tell her we’re going to a house party.”
“You should totally show her this ch-“
Your sisters voice pulls you back into the car. “Hey, you sent that text yet?”
A/N: When I say dragon I’m not talking humanoid dragon here, I’m talking full on dragon. Monster from mythology that is tall as a house and you are a tiny little human against him. Also, this is a bit more “romantic” than my other filthy stores. This was inspired by the Russian movie “I am dragon”, which you all should watch if you haven’t.
You were going to marry, your husband was a bad man, but you had to pay your debt of your family in some way. You made peace with it, you weren’t happy, you didn’t like the idea of doing it, but it had to be done. Nobody, not even you, was expecting a dragon to take you away, to kidnap you and leave you in a deserted island.
You were scared for what felt like eons, he didn’t try to scare you on purpose, but every time he talked, his guttural voice made you cry out in fear. You shivered like a leaf every time he showed up, until he decided to drop whatever food he got right at the entrance of the cave you claimed as yours. He made sure you were surrounded by gold, precious gems and all the luxuries the world could offer. But you? You were one of the treasures. Or at least that’s what the dragon told you. He was patient, you were scared.
But at some point, things changed.
Little by little he started leaving little gifts for you. You ignored most of the gold and gems, what were you supposed to do with those in a desert island anyway? But every time he brought you flowers, delicious food, or luxurious clothes, you warmed a bit more to him. You started to feel compelled to him. Started to wish he didn’t fly away as soon as he left whatever he brought you that day.
So you waited, and when he arrived the next day, you talked to him. And talked. And talked. You two developed some kind of friendship, companionship. You felt drawn to him, and he treated you like the most precious treasure on his whole hoard. You felt cherished by a dragon like you never felt by humans.
It didn’t take you long before you were feeling more than friendship for the monster. He flew you around, he allowed you to lay on his back as he walked around the island. You started to feel hot in your lower belly every time he called your name or talked to you for a bit. You understood those feelings were supposed to be just between a wife and a husband, but who was he if not your captor. You shouldn’t be feeling aroused because of him, he wasn’t even human. But that didn’t change how wet his voice got you. How tempting his scales looked. You couldn’t help yourself as you touched yourself at night thinking about how his skin would feel against your tiny body.
And that was exactly what you were doing one random afternoon. You were touching yourself in what your cave, naked and sprawled on top of a rock, the sun hitting your skin in the most amazing way. And then you heard the telltale sound of his wings. Your eyes opened fast and scared for a second. Other times he left, he was away for hours, even days, you thought you had time. But apparently he didn’t go far before he was back at the island, watching you intensely as you tried to cover your naked body, the task was fruitless, you had barely a sheet to cover yourself out there.
“Go away!” You screamed, your face hot and your embarrassment fresh.
“No.” His words sounded final. “You are going to let me see you, little treasure.” It was clear what he was asking. He was ordering, and your blood ran a bit hotter because of it. He never acted so commanding to you, he always tried to accommodate your needs and your human-ness. But now? Now he looked more like a monster like ever before.
“Wh-what?” You asked, confused and turned on, the prove of your arousal still sticky on your fingers.
“You are gonna take that cloth away, or I will. And then you are going to open those pretty human legs and let me see your tiny human cunt.” His words cut deep into your body, a new wave of arousal hitting you.
“N-no!” You responded, shaking your head. You really wanted to say yes, but that would be shameful, wouldn’t it? You couldn’t be aroused by a dragon. You couldn’t touch your most vulnerable flesh in front of a monster. But a spark of interest and anticipation was igniting inside of you.
“Yes. Don’t make me ask twice.”
“You didn’t ask.” You remarked, being intentionally obtuse. He didn’t like that. He growled and took your flimsy cover away, shredding it to pieces as he liked his pointy teeth. A rush of adrenaline ran through your body as you stood there, not able to cover yourself with your arms, just watching him as he repeated: “Open those pretty human legs and let me watch.”
You complied, telling yourself he was forcing you to do it, but deep down you knew it was a lie. You wanted to do it. You wanted him to watch you touch yourself. To make him desire you the same way you desired him.
“Keep doing what you were doing before I arrived.” He instructed.
Your hand traveled down your stomach, slowly, teasing yourself with careful fingers. Torturing him just a little bit. He growled at you, your blood pumping inside your veins so hard you could barely hear it. Your right hand was playing with your nipple, rolling it between your fingers. Tiny little moans were escaping your mouth as you played your body.
When your left hand parted sightly your folds, his eyes focused on your cunt, your pussy dripping. He lowered his head until he was barely a foot away, his nostrils flaring as he took your smell in. He could see how wet you were, you knew he could. He was so close. And that excited you. Your fingers circled your clit, slowly, your eyes never leaving his face right in front of you. He was so big. His head was easily as big as your whole body. You were a tiny human compared to his giant monstrous form.
He growled again, his big tongue darting out and licking your whole pussy in a fast swipe. You screamed. The texture of his tongue was harsh against your flesh, but hot, so fucking hot.
You kept fingering yourself, every once in a while he would blow a scolding breath, heat filling you as it made contact with your exposed cunt. Your fingers disappearing inside of you over and over, making the filthiest wet sounds.
But when you whispered his name as a plea, that forbidden name that villagers gave him, he lost it. He grabbed your body like you were a doll, so tiny in his claws that you felt like he could break you like a twig. That turned you on. You knew you shouldn’t be so hot about him being a literal monster, but you couldn’t help yourself as he manhandled you, sitting you on his tail. It was so big, your legs didn’t touch the ground at each side of it. But your pussy made direct contact with his lizard like skin.
“Ride it.” He moved your body against his tail, the scales and bumps over it rubbing against your pussy in the most tantalizing way. “What a good little treasure.” He murmured, his voice so deep that made your whole body convulse, your hips moving on their own accord. His skin was hot under you, your legs caging his tail and taking your pleasure off him as he observed you. His eyes were burning as he took you in.
“Come on, treasure. Come for me.” His voice went so low it resonated against his body, making his tail vibrate under the cadence. That’s all it took. Two seconds later, you were arching your back, your clit rubbing against the scales of his tail as your juices made the most obscene sound against his skin. Your whole body convulsed for a few seconds as he grunted, his claws gracing your ass as he kept moving your hips, drawing your pleasure higher.
You almost fell off his tail when your orgasm ended, aftershocks going through your body. He caught you in his clawed hands, cradling you against his neck as he took flight. “You are the most precious treasure in all my hoard.” You blushed, completely spent, as he led you to his lair.
Request: Would a threesome (transwoman, nb and nb fem) with sub dom dynamics [like the banter you had for a your You can take it fic] with some consensual intoxication and if thats okay topic wise? Monsterwise I'm open, slight pref towards demon and or naga type deal? If any of that is no good, no worries I can also provide more flesh out ideas if helpful.
Three dicks are better than two
Transfem!demon x nb!naga x nb fem!reader || sharing is caring, (light) dom/sub dynamics, dirty talk, oral sex, double peen, double penetration || tw: drugs (mentioned)
Laying down on your bed after a night out is always great, especially when your partners loom over you. Your body is pliant and soft under their hands, after a bit of magic in your drink earlier, you can feel everything a thousand times more. It’s like they turned something on inside of your body, making you feel like you were about to cum with every little caress.
But at the same time… it’s not enough.
The sight of your naga partner touching your demon girlfriend in front of you only adds fire to your already burning desire, and the way they look down at you like you’re about to be completely destroyed by dick… You want it.
You might say that last part out loud. “What do you want, honey? Do you want my dick?” Your demon girlfriend asks, her voice soft while her hand continues to fuck into your pussy with two thick fingers.
You moan, unable to respond while she continues her attack to your senses. She’s been playing with you since you got into the car, and you feel like you want to explode.
Your naga partner seems amused next to her, kissing her neck and winking at you over her shoulder. “You want that? You want all of us?”
You know what they’re asking, they want to know if you can take three cocks at once. You know that’s what they’re going for… And you… You want that, you really want that.
“I- I-” You try, but your demon girlfriend chooses that moment to curl her fingers and rub over your G-spot until you’re shivering, your back arching while they chuckle at your pathetic self. Your voice cuts with a guttural moan that would make you embarrassed in other circumstances.
Your demon girlfriend is slowly jerking herself off with her tail curled around her dick, and your mouth is salivating just thinking about having her.
“You always get so needy when you get your pussy touched, I wonder how long would it take for you to start rutting your pretty hole against my hand. Do you want to cum, honey?” You nod frantically, your eyes unfocused while your partners both play with you like you’re their personal toy.
“They’re too needy to ask for what they want, let’s just give it to them and use their body like our personal fucktoy,” your naga partner states. You moan at their words. That mouth.
Your demon girlfriend laughs, her movements more controlled now, pushing her fingers the right way to get you insanely horny without helping you over the edge. “I’ll ask again: do you want it, honey? Do you want all of us?” Her words have no meaning in your pleasure-drunk state.
“Of course they want it, look at them. They’re already leaking just thinking about being full of cocks. They’re such a pretty toy for us, always asking to be filled to the brim.” You moan, eyes fluttering from the pleasure at your naga partner’s words. They have the best dirty talk out there, and every time they choose to use it against you… you’re lost.
“You’re being too nice to them,” your demon girlfriend complains, rubbing your clit with her thumb, too lightly to give you what you truly crave.
Your naga partner just chuckles, their hands pinching your nipples almost to the point of pain. “No. I like when they get blurry eyed and start drooling. You’re just mad because I get both their holes and you only get their mouth.”
You have enough of their bickering, your body too keyed up, your need for them too great. “Can you- Fuck. Can you both just stop arguing and fuck me already?” You let out in the neediest tone you can muster.
They both look at you, their smirks mirroring as they grunt: “Say please.”
You don’t even have to think about it: “Please.”
“Should we?” Your naga partner asks your demon girlfriend with an even bigger smirk and a hint of mischief on their eyes.
“Okaaaaay…” She tries to sound annoyed, but you can see her girl cock twitching between her legs. Yummy.
She climbs your body until she’s sitting on your chest, her big thighs at either side of your torso, looking juicy and strong, and making you whine with need to get her closer.
She seems to catch on to your need, because she thrusts her hips forward until her leaking clit is pressing against your lips. You open immediately, your tongue lapping at the precum on the tip. She moans above you, and your eyes meet. Seeing her on top of you, looking like a true goddess is like a vision, and you can’t do anything but to grab onto her hips and pull her forward until you can really suck on her dick.
Your naga partner is doing their own thing, pushing their upper dick into your pliant hole while they play with your asshole. The stretch is almost too much already, but you know you can take them. You’ve taken both of their dicks more than once. You love to take both of their dicks.
And right now, with their lubed fingers stretching your back hole and their upper dick thrusting into you like a piston… You don’t even care if you could take them or not. You can’t think properly. You don’t even remember how human bodies work when they’re opening you up so beautifully.
Your girlfriend thrusts into your welcoming mouth with shallow thrust, not wanting to overwhelm you. Her hands are in your hair, and she’s controlling every tiny movement so you don’t do her dirty and go for her full dick. She’s always so caring, even in these situations.
Your naga partner on the other hand… They don’t care. They stretch you just enough not to hurt you badly, but push their lower dick on your stretched back-hole while you let out the most obscene array of sounds around the girl dick in your mouth. They keep going and going, pushing their dick into your ass and pressing the one in your pussy incredibly deep. The stretch always amazes you, your body opening so much for them it was insane.
And then it’s game over for any coherent thought in your brain.
You can feel every inch, every ridge and every textured part of the three dicks inside of you at the moment. Your demon girlfriend’s controlled and shallow thrusts not to choke you, the way your naga partner doesn’t care how overwhelming it all is, going for it with rapid hard thrusts… Your brain can’t process a single thought anymore.
Not that you want to, either. It feels too fucking good to care about anything else. You only want to be a cum-dump for them.
And they take full advantage of it. Of your body. Of your need. Of your willingness to be theirs. Completely.
The orgasm starts like a low shimmer, but explodes into a thousand fireworks behind your closed eyelids. It feels endless, you don’t know if you scream or let out a silent plea, you don’t know if you whisper their names or just moan until your throat feels raw and your body releases all the tension.
You don’t know how much time passes since you explode and they spill everything they have inside of you, maybe a second, maybe hours. You’re nothing but a fleshlight for them, too worked up by your own pleasure to focus on anything else.
When you come down completely, your demon girlfriend is quietly cleaning you up, your naga partner looking at you with adoration in their eyes. “You did so good,” they praise. “Didn’t they?” They ask your shared girlfriend.
Her voice is loving when she answers: “Yeah… They definitely did.”
You close your eyes, rejoicing in their praises as sleep claims your overworked body.
wow, you people really would reblog anything, huh. god, you'd probably even reblog a video of op getting her beautiful post op pussy destroyed by multiple girls that are way too big for her, taking turn after turn, load after load inside her, all while she cries and squirms and screams and moans
“oh, god… good girl, please…” spoken into existence by a girl trying to sleep on her stomach who has just been woken up in the middle of the night and is realizing she forgot to lock her aggressive dragon up for the night
the teeth firmly gripping her neck from behind are very sharp and she’s realizing what the warm thing resting on her lower back is
hi! i love your writing so much! i wanted to request a story where reader attempts to steal from a goblin camp but gets caught and they fuck them and stuff their holes with multiple cocks each until they’re gaping and mindbroken
please ignore this if you’re uncomfortable with it
A fucking goddess
Goblins x fem!reader || free use, rough sex, dub-con, sharing is caring
The only thing in your mind when you got the order to steal important information from the goblin camp was how to get in and out. You planned it perfectly. Everything was going according to plan. You already had the documents in your backpack and were about to make a run for it. It was late. If you were silent enough, nobody would notice until the morning. But you failed to realize a bunch of little details. Like how sweet a human woman’s smell was to goblins. How they would be expecting someone to steal the treaty with the orcs. How they were just amused by your intent of taking what was his…
You’ve always had a weird fascination with monsters, especially those who were smaller than you, but somewhat… They intrigued you. It was like a call of the wild. Your whole body thrumming with the need to scream. The adrenaline pumping in your veins made your pussy wetter, the prospect of getting caught scary but at the same time… Arousing. Some of your deepest fantasies started exactly like this, getting out of a camp of monsters, some of them catching you before you could escape. And then…
“Hey, you!” Someone calls behind you and your time of response is a second too slow. You turn around in time to see a dozen of goblins with equally amused smiles and hands around their hard dicks. They are way too big dicks for their body size. You are so speechless that your brain stops for long enough that someone sneaks up on you.
You let out a curse when the goblin hits the back of your knees, destabilizing you and making you fall to the ground. In the three seconds it takes you to land with a thud, the goblins are all around you, staring down at your body with hungry eyes. You know you should be scared, maybe scream for help… But the perverted side of your brain is singing with pleasure and wanting nothing more than to open your legs for those goblins. You are ashamed of yourself.
But your pussy doesn’t seem to care when somebody rips your clothes off your body. You don’t know where your backpack is anymore, but there’s hands all over your exposed skin, and you are moaning in pleasure. Some of them call you names, much to your embarrassment, but they only make you wetter. They are amused that you are so ready to be fucked when you should be worried about yourself. But you don’t care. You only feel emptiness inside of you. And a deep desire to be fucked within an inch of your life.
They are groping you. They are touching every soft and hard spot in your body. All at once. You don’t know how many hands are touching you, but you don’t care to count. Not when one of them is dripping his fingers between your pussy lips and plunging them inside without preamble. You let out a scram while they cheer. The one finger-fucking you is sharing his experience, talking about your wetness and heat. There’s dicks touching your body, too. Their wet tips leaving trails of precum all over your boobs and stomach, to your sides… You want to suck them off so bad. You are going a bit insane with it.
The please that leaves your mouth is barely a whisper, but somebody takes pity on you, and there’s a dick right over your face. You stretch your head enough to lick over the tip, and there’s a growl before the dick is pushed inside your welcoming mouth. You groan around it. The fingers inside of you are joined with more. You are rolling your hips trying to get them closer, deeper. But it’s not enough. And when they pull out their fingers, you moan in displeasure. The dick in your mouth twitches in response, and that’s all you know before a goblin grabs your hair and starts fucking your face without any caress. You fucking love it.
It takes a total of six thrusts against your throat before you feel a dick breaching your pussy open, making you gag and allowing the goblin in your mouth to go a bit deeper. You are struggling to breathe, tears rolling down your cheeks while they use your body like you are nothing but a monster toy. You’ve never felt so desired. Never felt so utterly debauched.
The one in your mouth thrusts as deep as possible, holding your nose against his pubes before you feel the shot of come against the back of your throat. You swallow compulsively, but it’s not enough. When he pulls back some of his cum drips down your chin. But you can’t even lick it clean before somebody else gets a hold of your hair and a new cock is thrusting down your throat. The one in your pussy is going rabbit-fast, and you are holding it together by a fine thread before somebody’s mouth latches onto your clit for half a second and you come so hard you see stars behind your eyelids. They pull back, and another replaces the dick in your still clenching hole, pushing the come of the other back inside of you. As deep as it would go.
You are in heaven.
Your pussy is being pounded, your throat is being fucked. Shot after shot of cum is landing on your welcoming holes. Some of them are jerking off on top of your boobs and stomach. It’s an orgy, and you are in the center of it. You feel like a fucking goddess.
it’s critically important that you find that insecure trans girl and turn her “i don’t want to be a burden” resistance into “god please stop i can’t cum any more i’m too sensitive” resistance
dragons and trans girls are symbiotic creatures. the trans girl gives the dragon a nice warm bed to sleep in and the dragon makes the trans girl cum on its cocks until she’s sobbing and begging for release from the overwhelming pleasure melting her brain into mush
“Mom, I broke my hair brush, can I borrow yours?”
Sarah looked up from her book to see her daughter standing anxiously in the doorway. Setting the book down, she patted a space on the bed next to her.
“I have a better idea, why don't you come over here and I'll brush it for you, just like I used to do when you were younger?”
Evie blushed, but nodded, padding across the lush carpet to sit next to her mother.
“There's a good girl,” her mom said in a way that made the downy hairs on Evie's neck stand up for reasons she could never, ever admit to.
They sat together in silence then, but for the noise of her mother's brush gliding through her hair. Sarah was was usually pretty careful to avoid pulling Evie's hair, but when one of the bristles caught on a knot the younger woman accidentally let out a breathy hiss.
“Are you alright baby?” her mom asked.
“I'm fine Mom,” Evie gasped, hurriedly crossing her legs.
“Not now,” she thought in a panic, “do NOT get hard NOW! Just play it cool.”
Her heart leapt into her throat however when her mom suddenly leaned forward and hugged her waist, arms perilously close to touching the tent in her pajama pants.
“I'm very proud of you you know,” her mom whispered in her ear. “I'm so sorry I ever made you feel like you had to wait until you were in college to start your transition.”
Under normal circumstances Evie would have been overjoyed to hear her mom being this supportive of her, but as things stood her primary reaction was terror.
“What if she notices? I can't ruin everything now!”
Then a soft, manicured hand wrapped firmly around the bulge in her pants, and the arm still encircling her waist tightened its grip.
“I don't ever want you feel like you have to hide from me again,” her mother whispered before pressing a kiss just beneath her ear.
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