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Drummer Magazine [#185] May 1995
Honestly, I don't know what the big deal is. You hear the phrase like, what, twice a month, tops? Oh no, you're spending ten to twenty minutes a month absentmindedly sticking your fingers in your mouth without any awareness of what you're doing. I don't see the problem, plenty of people do things without noticing they're doing them.
Musk doesn't have to be a sex thing btw. Let her nuzzle up to your spent crotch as aftercare, let your scent make her melt and remind her that everything's okay. If she's feeling needy and clingy or you just got back from being away for a while, let her get under your desk not to pleasure you, but to put her arms around your waist and just sniff, because it'll tell her mind that her favorite person is here now, and it's all okay <3
Silly sweaty sketches of that smug bug horsey
need need neeeed petplay threesome of a dom helping her dogs breed 🤒 i will burn everything down around me
Scanned from “Shiny’s Rubberist” no. 17. 1994-1995.
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this ones a lil freakayy ...
Gas mask beast that subdues and hypnotizes a hapless researcher in improper ppe. The Beast will disappear after its needs are met, and the researcher will survive, but be unable to remove his mask. Panicked at first, he will be unable to accept this new and muffled existence. But that too shall pass, replaced with cravings he’d be too embarrassed to understand if he were even capable.
A game of chance and orgasm control
CW: conditioning, unfair game, addictive game mechanics, orgasm denial
Imagine, if you will. a hypothetical longterm game of random denial.
I hand you six blank cards and one with an X. the rules are simple. each day, you get to shuffle, and flip the top card. as long as it doesn't come up with an X, you can cum.
6/1.
First day. blank card. you win! hardly surprising. the odds were stacked in your favor. right after you orgasm, right as your brain is still flooded with oxytocin and other happy chemicals, I give you another card with an X and you add it to the deck.
6/2.
The next day, same thing. You flip a winning card, you get to cum. then put another X card in. the odds just went down. and its the first thing you did as you orgasmed. can you see the game thats being played here? maybe not. don't worry about it.
Wing-it for ub276 “It’s very friendly toward people. If you grow close to it, Goodra will hug you with its sticky, slime-covered body. Don’t get mad.”
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the mares of diomedes but horny
girl who will fuck you half to death and you have to keep her muzzled so she doesn't eat you alive. also she's taller than you, significantly bigger, ten times your weight, and could kill you without a second thought
she is also a horse. you're a coward if you erase the horseness of her
fin.
Victory of the Sea (Jan Saudek, 1992)
Get your reblogs in while you can bc I'm about to turn them off
*taps mic* hey uh is this thing on? You guys ever think about how good it would feel to fuck someone raw in a mating press, your cock pumping in and out of them, feeling every inch of their tight little hole rub up against you, trying desperately to keep you inside, gripping at you as you keep sliding in and out, in and out, rutting as deep as it can go, your cock and their hole getting messier, creamier, beating up their cum and mixing it with your precum. Moaning into their open mouth as they try to catch their breath, telling them that fuck, fuck, you're so tight, I'm gonna cum, I can't pull out and they get that wide-eyed panicked stare but they still wrap their legs around your waist and you can basically see the little hearts forming in their pupils as you get faster, your hips rolling, then jackhammering away, your balls slapping against them, getting just as messy as your thick, veiny shaft, slamming into them with all you've got, now incapable of pulling out, you can't, they're holding you in with their legs, they have a vice grip around you and all you can do is cum, cum deep inside them, fill them up like they were meant to be, like you have to, they're so tight, so wet, so warm and they need this, you need this, you need to cum inside
A warm fire and the company of a good hound
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