getting off like a derailing train

hornyblog of juicebox system over 18 but we won't share exact numbers. will be sharing hardcore kinks. don't be surprised. this is the part where we say "minors begone", but that disclaimer never keeps anyone out. it's just a way of saying "don't fucking pedojacket me" really. lying about your age is internet safety 101 anyway, even for adults.

[dumbestlittlepet]

I think getting small little random tasks from mutuals is like.. my favorite thing. like.. "hey! heres your new wallpaper!" or "edge to this!" or "when you read this softly rub for 30 seconds" "pinch your nipples" etc etc

it really drives home that im just a docile, submissive mess that will do what im told at all times <3

[ace-trainer-alice]

I think that broadly much of the appeal of "non-human body parts" in fantasy is about displaying emotions.

Like, a lot of us who had traumatic childhoods had our emotional responses beaten out of us. Don't smile, don't raise your voice, don't cry, boys don't do that, don't bounce your knee, why are you doing that it makes you look weird, don't look away, stop doing that, don't make any noises, and stop moving your hands like that.

Gradually, you become a statue. Immaculate in your formlessness, the world unable to touch you. It's awful.

And, it's not like that goes away when you're out of the situation. Learning to emote again is work. Real work. And it's very hard to justify. On some level, hiding yourself so totally is a strength. It's not 'learning how to put on a mask', it's becoming one with the mask. It's useful, or at least you'll notice when it's useful. To emote again in the ways you lost means fighting through years of trauma.

But. You have to understand. Not emoting feels bad.

Have you ever felt really, really sad but been unable to cry? Denied of tears, you want to gouge your eyes out. The catharsis is gone. Your sadness feels less real for it. Inevitably, you seek other ways to reify your emotions.

It's like this for every emotion that was removed from you. All of them not just an absence but a void. A vacuum that demands more and more. Unstable equilibrium. You have to do something about it but the natural outlet is hidden behind the scariest thing in the world.

So, you fantasize. Wings, horns, tails, ears. You'd coil around her to express your desire. Your wings would flap out and show your pride or bend inward hiding you to show your embarrassment. Your horns would be sensitive the way none of your body could be. Your tail would wag or droop or lift. Here, we see a new language to express ourselves, one untainted by the past. Escapism.

And also it's gap moe when her ears react a ton while the rest of her is totally unresponsive, which is really cute.

[massivebagingos]

source

[missadelinetittykitty]

Non-milk lactation is hot because it implies that some sort of unusual process has taken place inside of you for you to be producing anything but milk. Lactating is one thing, but squeezing your breast to find fruit juice or something stranger implies so much more purpose and perverted intent affecting you, your boobs and the biological processes happening inside of them suddenly being hijacked for the production or storage of something they were never meant to be filled with.

[pankendev]

masturbate like nobody's watching

[micecakes]

just a mouse being silly 🍑 art by vauri on twitter

[ifitbleedsbiteharder]

i just fucking love playing hard into other peoples kinks i love it so much like oh honey im sorry i didnt know you had such a praise kink before i started gushing about how much i like how good a job you did, oh im sorry i didnt realise how much playing with your inner thigh while we were in public in front of our friends would mess with you, my fuckin dream job is being some kind of demon of lust sent to tempt people into fucking me

[ifitbleedsbiteharder]

I should stress, the appeal here isnt in pleasing you per se, its in making you lust after me, it's to turn your mind to the desire to have sex with me, its to make you unable to think about anything else, its about using your deep secrets i shouldn't know and silly manipulable brain to make me the centre of your mind, thats why im a demon

[duskxdawn]

テラバイトミクさん

[planetaryperverts]

something interesting to note. a solid chunk of human-on-horse bestiality/zoophilia/etc art portrays the horse as a stand-in for an Ugly Bastard, and another solid chunk uses the horse as a stand-in for The Black Man (racist stereotype style), and there's a not insignifigant overlap between these categories.

also interesting to note, a seeming majority of human-on-horse art doesn't bother to depict the horse as much of a being at all, instead focusing on it as a sex idol through which fertile women worship holy male penis.

I'm not sure exactly where I want to go with this conclusion-wise but there's definitely something to be said here

[dragongirlbunny]

twincest and selfcest are like sisters to me. like two sides of the same slutty slutty coin.

[planetaryperverts]

two identical sides of the same single coin, yes?

[ontologicallyeviltortureprincess]

We're not anthropomorphizing shit, you're getting raped by that Houndoom

[shanks]

ziQ

[boringkate]

If pillows aren't sex toys then why are they so humpable?

If girls aren't sex toys then why are they so humpable?

If boys aren't sex toys then why are they girls (which we've established are humpable)?

[xalatath]

I like when you click a link and it turns purple its like youre bruising it

[fates-wings]

Have a very quick Ica sketch

[fates-wings]

Well now look what you did @girlballs

[fates-wings]

Ok well now she has nothing left, are you happy now @cianur0 ?

[fates-wings]

Due to popular demand we have taken this horses ribbon and given her glasses

[mindlessbimbo]

idk why but im tickled by the idea of, like, stereotypical bimbo brainwashing stuff except the subject isn’t actually getting off to it / aren’t any hornier than they were before. Hours of hard work to dumb them down and give em massive tits and the works but when you ask for a bj, they're just like oh no thanks lol!!! la dee da

[eevee-on-keyboard]

you and your team of pokemon decide to just hang out at home for the day. most of them are out in the yard, except for your gardevoir, who’s inside with you.

you're sitting on the couch reading a book. your gardevoir gives you a funny look, and all of a sudden, you feel a bit sleepy. you lay down for a bit, not suspecting anything strange is going on.

the next several hours are a jumbled haze, time seems to leap around and all you remember is feeling immense pleasure mixed with confusion and fear. as you come back to reality, everything feels floaty and weird. for some reason your gardevoir is holding you, murmuring something about how you did so good for her and you're so cute when you have no idea what's going on... none of it makes any sense, and you fall asleep in her arms shortly after.

when you ask her what happened the next day, she playfully asks if you're regretting letting her learn the move hypnosis.