Heyyyyy, really wanna embrace my slvt era. Anyone who reblogs this can get some hung gock in their dms. But it's okay. If you're shy you can just like it instead. Shy toys are as adorable as needy ones~
making a cute girl sit under my desk while i jerk myself off, letting load after load splatter her tits, forcing her to suck my balls or rim me while i pump my girldick over her face
Surely you won't get pregnant, right? Surely while you feel your brain mentally snap and my fat balls slap against your cunt and my fat throbbing bitchbreaker kisses the entrance to your womb. Surely I'll remember to pull out.
You can see your birth control sitting on top of the garbage, you put it there. You remember watching my fat gock throb when you did.... Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be bred by my fat girthy girl cock...
You feel yourself clench around my fat shaft as your body refuses to let me go, your brain reforms into that of a cum dumpster. You look over at the unopened box of condoms tossed on the floor and realize how much better it is when you're the condom for my goddess cock <3
My hands grip on your ass and with such a forceful action you feel my thick fertile load fire into your womb. Filling you to the brim as you swear you can hear my thick pulsing nuts shoot more and more thick tgirl spunk into you <3
My girl cock constantly spurts such thick and messy loads of cum! I need to find a good cum dumpster I can keep around the house to unwind.
They wake to the sounds of their ass being pounded by my thick girl cock as their prostate is pressed and played with until a thick load of cum drips onto their sheets.
Of course, my balls a still backed up with spunk so while I get to work on the computer my cum dumpster gets to sit under my desk and bury their face into my fat balls sack before throating my fat girl cock and gulping down a few more fat loads of tgirl spunk <3
The evening shower is really when the pup gets full. I'm only washing my body for a little bit while the rest is spent slam fucking multiple loads into every hole the pup has. Making sure they're nice and full before bed <3
Someone’s at the front door. Maybe a friend, family member, neighbor, whatever. They ask if you’re okay, because they haven’t heard from you in awhile and just wanted to check on you to make sure nothing bad has happened
You’re pressed against the other side. There’s a monster with you, huge and strong and pinning you to the door. Its cock is buried balls deep inside of you, so big that it bulges out your abdomen, visibly throbbing from the outside. Your belly is red and swollen from gallons of thick, hot monster cum. The monster moves its hips, its cock stirring up your insides. It’s been using you for days on end, so long that you can’t remember what it feels like to be empty.
You tell the visitor that you’re fine. It’s just that you’ve gotten really busy or something. Any excuse to make them stop worrying and decide to leave. It’s a struggle to keep yourself from moaning and crying as you talk. Maybe you could be saved if you asked for help. But you don’t know what the monster will do to you or the visitor if they find out.
And so, the visitor leaves. You return to your gasping, screaming, and moaning as you’re ravaged by the monster’s cock. It thrusts in hard, pumping extra seed into your already overstuffed womb. It roughly grabs your swollen belly, making you squeal as the cum loudly sloshes inside you and it begins thrusting its hips again. Who knows how much longer this’ll go on for?
Monster boyfriend who would follow you around like a lost puppy. Everyone thinks it's so funny, it's so cute... Such a big monster following behind you 24/7. But the second he finds you in a lonely corner, any hole is a goal. You get stuffed so many times a day you can think of anything else but his dick buried inside of you.
Summary: You think you're different from other girls, til a demon proves you wrong. Part 1/?
Word Count: 2,662 Masterlist
Warnings: explicit language, demon summoning, read at your own risk 18+, first POV, smut in part 2, demon entity is explicitly referred to as they/them.
You've read this story before. Girl gets lonely, gets desperate, and makes an ultimate sacrifice just for a little companionship. A dark entity shows up in her room late at night, while shes in pink lace panties, looking so innocent; as if she wasn't the very one dabbling in dark magic. She plays fearful and ignorant; while its all consuming, drop dead gorgeous while luring her to her demise.
This would have been that story, if I were wearing pink underwear and didn't know better than to play dumb with a demon. The floor beneath me dug sharply into my knees as I encased myself in a large circle of salt. A protection barrier. I lean back on my heels, striking a match to light the various candles around me. I blow the match out when im done, dropping it beside me. With one last look around the room I stand up, pulling the light cord on my ceiling fan, plunging me into a darker candle lit ambiance.
I sit back down, crossing my legs, straightening my back and assuming somewhat of a meditation pose. Closing my eyes I start to focus on what i'm contacting. A demon, warped skin, inhuman in color, either too pale or jet black like a shadow, fur, hooves, horns. I imagine every version of what the entity i'm summoning could look like, some with razor sharp teeth, some with black holes for eyes, others with festering skin and saliva dripping from their chins. Everything we've been taught, theyre monsters, winged creatures.
I imagine them hearing my call from the depths of hell, that they could hear my desperation and they couldnt resist. I imagine them coming to me, climbing out from the shadows casted by the candles. Maybe they'll slowly come into the room, turn my door handle and crawl right up to the salt barrier.
I start whispering my offering, a real one. I'm not selling my soul, not when my life is the most valuable thing of all. Years of service, I could do. Service better done alive. It was a risk, there's no telling what it would have me do, the danger it causes to others, but its a risk I have to take.
I put all my intention into my whispered offering, telling the entity everything I'd do, how far id go if it gave me what I wanted. What do I want, well thats a million dollar question. One i didn't have the answer for, not til I spoke to this entity. Til I saw what it was capable of granting me.
A heaviness lands on me mid whisper. Like a weighted blanket was added to the air. I can hear the air conditioner still running in the house, but the air was still. I dare to peel my eyes open. Seeing the corner of the room straight ahead. The candlelight flickers and I can see that its empty, the doors still closed.
I slowly drag my eyes to the next landmark in my room. A chair in the corner opposite of the door. Empty. I feel my hair stand up on the back of my neck, my eyes automatically keep shifting further down the wall of my room. If something is in here, its behind me.
My head starts to turn from the force of my eyes desperate to see an apparition. Empty. Empty. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Legs in my line of sight. Legs in my line of site. Something is standing right behind me, at the edge of the salt, standing over me more like. My breath catches, my eyes widen as they focus and realize im looking at pants, black linen pants, dress pants. I blink once, probably way too hard.
Instinctually I look up during the period my eyes were closed. Opening them to see the face of what I summoned. What I dont expect to see is a human man. A normal human man. I wasnt astonished by their sharp jaw or piercing blue eyes, they looked real. Too real. Like the skin on their face had actually been aged by the sun. There was a more than short stubble covering the lower half of their face like they hadn't had time to shave before being summoned. It had gray in it, peppered around. There were heavy lines around their eyes like they'd used the muscles to show expressions of all nature.
Their eyes, they were blue. But they werent piercing, they werent electric, they werent locked on to me. Their blue was covered with a gray fog, making them darker, the candles didnt emit enought light to really make them shine. They were watching me, studying me too.
Did they hear my offering? Did my desperation draw them here? Do they know what I want? What can they do? What will they do? I slowly stand, not breaking eye contact with the being. I need to be strong. Look strong. Exude confidence and be resolute. I cannot show them any weakness.
"Identify yourself." I say, my own voice scaring me. I hold their gaze, almost daring them to defy me. Standing in the center of the salt, my feet feel cramped in the small space, at odds with knocking over candles everytime I move.
The entity doesnt react at first. Theyre still taking me in. Their eyes finally darting down to my mouth when I speak. Then a slow, measured smirk sketches its way across their lips. They draw their eyes back up to mine. "You already know what I am." They say it like a fact. A fact that has my stomach dropping.
"What can you do?" I ask, I figure, if I ask them anything specific, they'll tell me exactly what i want to hear. Anything to get what benefits them. I keep my face neutral, showing a lack of amusement or fear, two things I know they expect from me.
They must not like my attitude, because their expression slowly becomes less cocky. More like a calculating one. I watch as their lips curls up to bare their teeth, "Things you cant even imagine." They say cryptically, their eyes dragging down my chest.
My chest that rose rapidly, something I couldnt hide, my heart like a drum in my ears. "What are you willing to do, for what I offered?" I reword my question, but its still the same.
"I could make your life easier, solve your problems for you." They say, only an idiot would take the words at face value. I knew i wouldnt like how they solved my problems. They'd twist my words. One moment im complaining about my job, the next I dont have a job anymore. Solved the complaining. Or wanting a certain person out of my life, could mean death for them. I dont want that.
"You assume I have problems," I bite back, not being able to help the defensive feeling bubbling inside me. "What I want, is to feel something.". The words tumble out, I dont mean for them to sound so desperate. A crack. One the demon sees. They smell it like blood in the water.
I watch the little light in their eyes get brighter. A slow smile spreading across their lips. "I could make you feel something." It offers seductively. "I could make you feel things unearthly", the smugness radiating from them could make a nun swoon. My eyes take in their form, theyre presenting as an attractive middle aged man, what made them think this was tempting to me?
"I didnt summon a demon to fuck them." I say bluntly. Its true, I wanted to find new experiences, live life on earth on a different level, thats how I want to feel things. Not sex, how mundane. How predictable. It almost amused me, this is the form they thought would tempt me.
My words don't effect them, their smug smirk still in place, their hands resting in the pockets of their dress pants casually. As if this wasnt a blasphemous deed, dealing with a demon. "You dont want to fuck me?" They say, the words falling from their lips in a scandalous tone.
My jaw works itself tight, No, I dont want to fuck a demon. That's desperate on a whole new level. But knowing they presented this way for a reason, knowing, they saw an internal need for an older man inside me. I cant deny, this form is perfect in every way. Id drool if I saw him walking down the street, my friends would tease me for it. They would gag at my taste and laugh. But somehow, this demon knew; if this man really was standing infront of me, id want him.
"Not you." I shake my head, "I know this isn't really you." I say, more so confirming it for myself. I sigh, closing my eyes to clear the idea from my brain. I hear an amused huff, "so you do approve of the form I chose, hm?" It twists my words.
My eyes snap open and I look at them again. Shit. Its reading between the lines. "I never said that." The denial was evident, they already knew they chose well.
They raise their brows at my refusal, not believing it. Their hands slide out of the pockets theyre resting in, coming to fold behind their back. They take a step back, walking around my room. Taking in the pictures on my walls, the trinkets on my shelves. "Why dont you step out of that salt and I can help you." It urges lazily, not even trying to sound tempting.
A dry laugh escapes me, "I'm not that naive, once I step out of this circle, you can do whatever you want." I argue, a small glimmer of hope they'll prove me wrong.
Their denial comes fast, a sharp turn on their heel to face me. "No, I can only do what you've asked of me. You want to feel, I will make you feel. I will snap every nerve ending and then build them up again, only better. You will experience paradise without leaving this room." It says, the temptation only growing inside of me. I shake the thought, no, this is a basic demon tactic, I can't fall for it.
"No, that's not what I want" I say, reiterating I want life experience, not sex. But I do want it, with him, this form they've chosen to present in. It knows how to use this skin it wears against me. Those blue eyes are soft, hopeful almost, and they bore into mine, not flinching away, looking at me like i'm the only woman in the world. Its sadistic how much its working.
I square my shoulders, looking away from them, a deep sigh leaving me. "I want success, favor, a step ahead in everything I do. I want health and energy. I want to travel the world, soak up everything at my fingertips. And I want no one to get hurt for the sake of it." I say clearly, thats my contract.
The rooms silent, like theyre thinking over the terms. I dare to glance up, but im met with that same evil grin, and theyve stepped closer to the circle again. I try to pretend that didnt scare the shit out of me. "Thats it?" It grins, baiting me.
I feel unsure now, like I havent asked for enough. "Yes..." my eyes narrow slightly, my hands clenching at my sides. Are they gonna argue with me about what I want, because im hard to convince.
A chuckle leaves pink lips, straight white teeth flashing as he laughs harder in my face. "Thats it?" It says again in an amused higher tone. "You innocent little lamb." A shake of their head. "You summon a demon for that? How dim are you?" It insults me with light laughter accompanying his words.
My lips part, an offended furrow coming to my brow, "You want me to be sorry im not asking for mass destruction? My request too tame for you?" I say, more confused with where I went wrong. Their laughter dies down, a small knowing smirk left, "Youre trading your service, for the life of a rich elite in return?".
I swallow, when they put it like that, it does sound a little dramatic. Maybe its possible for me to reach that on my own, by working hard. But ive lived this life, its not easy to scrape by, living day by day. It was impossible to get a leg up. "Yes." I say more resolute.
My eyes waver as they glance up at them. Almost seeing if they believe me. Im met with the same smirk, but now the look in their eyes is one of contemplation. It looks like their shoulders relax when they sigh, but thats too human of an expression.
"Whats first? An overnight internet success? Do you need your single to get discovered? Whats the first thing you want?"
I blink, "I want...my grandmother's cancer to go in remission so I can leave this town without guilt." I say, still thinking this is gonna be on my terms. Bitter amusement spreads across their face "tsk tsk tsk, you don't know anything do you? Naive little girl." It mocks me. "I cannot change the inevitable, the cancer has already done its damage, she doesnt have long left." they say, smiling like denying that request pleasured them.
A frown finds its way to my lips, I knew what they said was true, but it didnt make it any less jarring to hear aloud. My suspicions are confirmed then. And I dont know what to ask for next. "Then bring me an opportunity to get out. Somewhere alive, New York or Los Angeles." I say already expecting their rejection.
"I can do that." It says quickly, too fast, like it didnt matter what I said next, they were going to agree. Their eyes are locked on to me now, and I do feel like prey. Something has changed in the air. Like they know something I dont.
My eyes narrow as I step back in the circle, finally showing my first sign of fear. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I call it out in the open. Their eyes drag over my body slowly, "Youre offering to me, your service, I'm contemplating what I want first" it says.
My blood runs a few degrees colder, how could I be so callous, I didn't think they'd be cashing it in now, I thought id live how I want, then they got their end of things. Surely they could make me do whatever they wanted. The contract was signed already, the second I lit the candles and conjured them. Im realizing how underprepared I was to begin with.
"Step out of the circle." It says, like a dare. I find myself shaking my head no like a child, their gaze pinning me in place, another inhuman expression of hunger in their eyes. "Cmon now, you wanna get out of here? First you gotta step out of the salt." It grins.
"Whats gonna happen if I do...?" My heart beats out of my chest now, with the weight of the situation.
The sweet voice of the man theyre using as a skin drawls out "I get whatever I want, remember? And you cant stay in that circle forever, you'll die of dehydration before I leave or give up." Their sweet tone was a stark contrast of their morbid words.
I know theyre right, so I finally muster up the courage to raise my foot, slowly stepping out of the safety of the salt. My eyes not leaving them, afraid they'd jump onto me the second im out.
"See? That wasnt so hard." It steps forward, again and again til Im forced to look up at them. "Now its my turn.".
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