You're laying in bed scrolling and maybe you see a nude pic or something that tickles ur fancy; but its still vanilla. That is until you hear a soft voice from your body sized plushie.
"Oh? Looking at the same old boring porn again?" Your taken aback at first but something in its teasing tone draws your attention back to ur screen.
You supposed your go-to videos and pics were somewhat tame. They were barely getting a rise out of you anymore. Maybe adding a random kink or two might spice up your night.
After that it starts getting worse. After only a few weeks even the kinky stuff isnt really doing it anymore.
"Awww having trouble again? Why not delve a little deeper. A little dirtier. And that hand of yours? I dont think its helping at all."
"Here let me help," you feel the weighted plush paw of your stuffie shove your hand out of the way. Quickly taking its place.
It... it feels... AMAZING!
Your brain, initially horrified by your mysterious living plush, is quickly overwritten and distracted with the most intense pleasure you've ever felt!
"Thats right little one! It feels so so good to make love to your plushie! It feels incredible huh?"
All you could do was nod and moan.
"Well, while your old friend here makes you feel good. Why dont you keep looking at all the tasty, yummy, disgusting, porn on your phone." It's other paw lifted your phone back up into view.
U did as you was told.
You typed in the most horrible, gut retching kinks you could dream off. You settled on a video of a woman forced to be a group toliet for a bridal/baby shower.
Your plushie encouraging you every step of the way! When you came u cried out in pure ecstasy! With that your plushie took your phone and weighed you down. You fell asleep in ur post-orgasam haze.
From then on you needed two things if you even wanted a hope a cumming; The nastiest, raunchiest, porn avaliable, and your best and only friend, your plushie.
hmm also wish i could be a plushie getting aggressively humped. wish i could be one of those modded plushies where someone sews a pocket or full fleshlight into the crotch seam so i could be pounded into. wish i could be a plushie whose owner loves it so much, they just can't help themself
Imagine being a plushie and your owner starts getting more and more intimate with their cuddling. It starts small, maybe a little kiss here and there, or their hands wandering over your seams, but soon it evolves into them pressing your limp body tightly against theirs, rubbing their crotch against you. They start touching you like this regularly, almost every night, each time growing bolder. One day, after your fur is smeared with their fluids and your seams have begun to wear with use, they clean you up, give you a reassuring smooch on your embroidered nose, and then reach for a pair of scissors and a needle and thread. You're about to be repaired exactly to your masters' liking.
Thinking very strongly about being frustratingly denied adult pleasures, Mommy taking me out to show me off to the girl I've been crushing on and ending up getting her number for babysitting,,, I end up the baby while she goes off and has fun adult times, cartoons on and toys in my playroom while the baby monitor plays out them making love, if I can manage beyond the humiliation, finding the nearest plushie to "Make love" to myself,,,, Gosh,,, Yeah, no reason for these thoughts at all 🥴
forced agere is everything to me… somebody giving me no choice but to give up every ounce of control that i cling to, to them? being able to do absolutely nothing but watch as they take over, turning me into something so tiny that i couldn’t possibly do anything for myself, nothing that a big girl would be able to do, at least. yesss please
hypnotizing a plushie to say one of any number of scripted lines when i squeeze its hand. "I love you!", "You're my favorite!", "Hug me!", "Hold me!", "I consent to this!" and so on. then hypnotizing it to be unable to speak and leaving it only able to communicate via those lines.
forced caretaking as a trope i think is like cocaine to people who know they need to be taken care of but have mental blocks in the way like yeah please do gently force me into a state of vulnerability so my body learns it is a safe thing to feel around you