as a switch, at what points would you consider yourself a top? i mostly see puppy bottoms but i want to hear how hungry a mutt could be
I really only top if I have the energy to. I also top when I’m angry or frustrated. I love letting my anger out on pure little pups who don’t know any better. It’s all out of love of course.
Wow so its been a month and 7 days locked. Ive been in and out of the cage but i now automatically stop whenever im close to cumming, i feel high. Fucking myself hasnt felt this good in a while.
fluff ‐ parents au. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ non sorcerers au, slice of life, mom!reader, unnamed 3yo twins (boy and girl), teen!choso + 5yo yuuji cameo ♡
little sunshines au
yuuji's speech influence on the twins was something you had always found adorable—much to sukuna's dismay.
the list was long, but aminal sat at the top of it, followed by hanitizer. pretty harmless, in your opinion.
“mama, can i have strawbabies?”
your son tilted his head with a pout on his lips, his little fingers reaching for the bowl of freshly washed fruit by the sink.
“only a few, sweetie. daddy will be using them for the cupcakes.”
your daughter perked up instantly, “i love pupcakes!”
see? harmless.
or so you thought.
—
“i have a firefuck!”
nanami's heart dropped to his stomach, the look of bewilderment forming a deep wrinkle between his brows, “excuse me?”
the red truck under your son's hand rolled back and forth, ignorant to what his words actually meant.
but upon noticing the toy and a look of blissful ignorance on the toddler, nanami decided to correct the mishap before it could escalate.
“firetruck.”
of course he mentioned it to sukuna since he was the one to pick the kids up from school that day, your husband taking it with an amused laugh and reassuring the stressed teacher that all was well.
until he, too, became a victim of your kids' mispronunciations.
—
“add fries to her nuggets,“ sukuna mumbled, eyes glued to the screens on the wall as they displayed a variety of fries. “which ones do you want?”
your daughter followed her dad's gaze, her brows furrowing just like his while the cashier noticed how scarily similar their mannerisms were.
with her head resting on her dad's shoulder, she sweetly said:
“ass round, pwease.”
the silence was loud, sukuna stunned at the words leaving his princess' mouth.
and still, you dismissed your husband's claims.
“babe, I'm telling you,” he trailed after you, growing more frustrated the more you waved off his concern. “they're cussing out like sailors.”
“that's ridiculous,” you were too busy cooking, putting groceries away, and making sure the dog didn't accidentally knock a hot pan off the stove to engage with sukuna.
once you found a moment to pause and think, you gave him a weird look.
“you should get your ears checked, though.”
he was about to retaliate and defend his hearing when your son's whine carried from outside.
“mooooom! bug won't share the jumpoline with me!”
your smirk of victory and raised brow had sukuna grunting away to see what all the fuss was about.
—
the day is particularly warm, so you suggested a day outside on your backyard.
after giving kaori a call, you quickly got things ready and, thankfully, your husband found the air pump before the twins could complain about their kiddie pool not being inflated.
you take a moment to appreciate the atmosphere: the kids squealing and splashing at the water, sukuna and jin staring at the grill as if that would help the steaks cook faster, kaori and you being able to lie back and relax since choso is enough the keep the kids entertained.
life is good.
“whore movies! whore movies! whore movies!”
your head snaps in the kids' direction, the three squirts jumping in delight as their chant turns louder.
“oh my god!” kaori gasps, her eyes going to jin in disbelief.
choso, who seemed to be on a phone call, quickly ends it and looks in the adults' direction in fear, meeting three pairs of widened eyes before frantically trying to get the kids to shut up.
“hey– don't say that! yuuji!” but little yuuji is too happy chanting over and over, the twins following his lead as they jump in a circle. “knock it off!”
“what's going on!?” you've made it to the kiddie pool, choso shrinking under your gaze, and the kids finally stopping once they see you approach.
“i don't know! i was talking to yuki and-and i told them I'm going to the movies later–”
loud sirens interrupt his alibi, a familiar red-coloured truck driving past your street while the sound blasts through the neighbourhood.
“yuuji, look! a firefuck!”
your son can't hide his delight, clapping, and doing somersaults around the garden in excitement while your daughter watches in awe.
“firefuck, woaaah…”
by now, your jaw has reached the floor.
with one kid doing somersaults, another twirling and giggling, and little yuuji splashing the water still too focused on whore movies, no one actually knows how to stop the madness.
“HA! i told you!”
sukuna has never looked happier, mirth making his eyes sparkle—he's the embodiment of nicole kidman after divorcing tom cruise.
“i told her,” he nudges a still aghast jin with his elbow, downing his beer in one go before making his way to you. “i told her soooo many times, and you know what she did? she called me old. she gaslighted me.”
“that's a big word for y–”
his hands find your cheeks, squishing them together while you glare up at him.
“s'okay, i forgive you,” he taunts you, planting the loudest most wettest smooch on your lips and then moving his hands down to your backside, giving it a generous squeeze. “little bug was right, though. ass round.”
(horror movies, hash brown fries, and firetrucks have been banned in your home ever since).
The first edge was probably the best one. I woke up half an hour before and didn't bother to move out of bed to relieve myself. It felt so pleasant to have some pressure as I eventually started to rub myself when the clock turned.
The second edge was almost just as intense since I had to do it in the bathroom while brushing my teeth. Any one could have walked in since the door was open and I felt such a thrill because of it.
I was a few minutes late to my third edge, which I'm writing on now. I'm still going to do it for 10 minutes, but gonna add some pussy slaps as a punishment.
✨️
See how good it feels when you obey directions? You’re such a good little edge slut. No being late now! Give it some more slaps and stay on time. Rubbing and edging is what you’re meant to do; if you’re late, what value do you have? Keep it going!
I get so wet at the thought of my body being a medical experiment. As a ftm I know that’s what a lot of doctors look at me as. The concept of falling into a coma (either by accident or on purpose) a team of doctors entirely detransitions me, and call it a medical miracle. I like to fantasize that I’ve had top surgery and a hysterectomy, but when I wake up from my coma, I find myself with huge natural breasts, and a fully functional uterus, and the doctors attempting to impregnate me just to make sure my new womb is fully functional
I actually think about this a lot while I masturbate…I could definitely write a lot more about this is anyone is interested🫣
Newsflash for ftms: your tiny clit can’t get hard, it’s literally impossible.
All your tiny tiny clit can do is get swollen whilst you leak little tears out of your vagina.
Less “I have a tdick” and more “I have a swollen clitoris and leaky vagina”
Next time you rub your tiny clit, imagine what it would be like if you had a cock to stroke instead. Feel how wet you are and remind yourself that you have no masculinity with your girly vagina crying down your thighs in desperation…
I mean as a slut toy you should stay mindless, edged, and ready to be used. It’s only natural. Edge again while repeating: “Slut toys sink, slut toys don’t think.”
Sllut toys sibk
Slut toys dont think....
Mnnnmn... eedgedd asn dizzy an needy and usee me >//<
Tying you up while stuffing your mouth with the bottom of your shirt, telling you to hold it there and be quiet so I can watch your tits bounce while I violate your holes~
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