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roommate whos too drunk to recognize they’re groping themselves in front of you. slurring “hmm gooodddd” with a dumb grin as they pinch their nipples through their shirt. jiggling their bloated belly to work a burp free. a hand lazily drifting between their legs as they stumble to keep their balance.

befuddledbliss

Mistress who comes home from work stressed and frustrated.

Mistress who fixes a drink to help her relax…by giving said drink to her Pet.

Mistress who keeps topping off her Pet’s drink with pure liquor, never letting the glass get empty.

Mistress who watches as her Pet becomes dumb and silly and clumsy as they try and fail to finish their drink.

Mistress who keeps giving her Pet commands so she can watch them drunkenly struggle to obey, stumbling and staggering and forgetting what they were supposed to do.

Mistress who helps her giggling Pet stumble to their bedroom so she can command them to give her the sloppiest head even as they are barely able to see straight.

Mistress who finally takes pity on her adoring Pet and lays them out on the bed so she can bury her head between their thighs as the room spins and spins and spins around them.

Mistress who makes her Pet cum and cum and cum until the only words they remember how to say are,”thank you, Mistress,” slurred nearly beyond comprehension.

Mistress who finally settles back, soothed of the worries and stresses of the day, to hold her silly little Pet as the room continues to spin around them.

squeakycleanfantasy

oh fuck i just wanna be drugged in every way possible. slip something in my drink to calm me down, shove whatever libido raising drug down my throat, make me inhale whatever you want to relax my holes and make me go limp, maybe even overdose me a little so i’m reaaaaal fuckin horny and pliant. then tell me none of this is real as you force your strap into me or make me eat your pussy out.

ashes2caches

transfem who desperately wants to take advantage of you while you’re high: you should really come over to my place sometime, i can make some killer brownies!

#intox play #drunk slvt #intoxication play

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Yo intox nation girlfiance here, puppy’s incredibly sloppy and currently rubbing her ass against my crotch

Life is good

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Yaknow what since I’m here already,

I’m gonna fuck the pup and livepost the experience here, that’s hot maybe I think right

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Tying all this with one hand, my other hand is currently holding her thigh, partially because sex but mostly to keep her somewhat sturdy because she’s swaying a lottt right now lolz

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I shifted her to my left leg and there’s a big damp spot right where she was sitting on my right leg :P

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She’s trying to say sexy/flirty things but she keeps hiccuping and burping and giggling, and what she does get out is slurred as shit. She’s also taking like, 4 seconds to blink, and has that stupid drunk grin stuck on her face, which is really red rn.

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I asked “who’s a good girl, baby?” And she paused for 15 seconds to think before going “izzzi’d me?”

Yes, sweetheart. It is. Good doggy.

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I tongue kissed her and tasted literally nothing but whiskey, this girl is GONE gone.

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I said she was a pretty puppy and she called me gay. It’s over. I’m done. I am absolutely wrecked to shit.

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I grabbed her face to growl some dominant stuff and she just let it happen, drooled on my hand and everything. Genuinely I don’t know how she’s even conscious right now.

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Still tying this with one hand, my other one is slipping closer towards her pussy. I can already feel her thighs are soaked. Wish me luck 🍀

puppypaws217

being high and into intox is so embarrasing like ohhhh im too stoned to see straight i hope nobody grabs my tits about it and shoves their tongue in my mouth! except that you’re alone in your bedroom

starterheart

really crazy how quick I lose all sense of balance when I start drinking. just two drinks in (and a decent amount of hits) and the floor tilts and there are walls where I dont expect them! swaying and wobbly and stumbling a little as I try my best to conceal how much of a lightweight I am, cracking open another bottle with just a little too much effort.

I probably need someone more sober than me who can actually handle their booze to help me walk steadily, their warm hands on me to guide me and keep me upright as I get wobblier n wobblier

harmexpo

fuck, the edible still hasn't hit for you yet? that's weird, i'm feeling pretty got. i guess it must have been defective or something.

here, take another- actually, take some more, so we know you're getting a proper dose! no, yeah, it's fine. i just don't want you to feel left out, y'know?

harmexpo

your mouth is...? ohh, yeah, cottonmouth suuucks. no, here, don't get up, lemme get something for you.

mhm! ---- showed me how to make it a couple of weeks ago. it's good, right?

...huh? oh, yeah, there's some alcohol, but it's soo little. it's basically juice!

aww, you're so cute- you don't have to be sorry! i get it! here, wait, i'll make you another...

harmexpo

hey, c'mon, you're in no state to be heading home right now- look, you're stumbling all over the place! hee hee, you're soo off your balance.

it's alright, it's alr- hey! you don't need to be sorry, i promise, i promise, you haven't done anything wrong, it's alrightt. listen, i get it.. you're feeling overwhelmed, aren't you? poor dear... you're a bit of a lightweight, huh?

okay, up you go - you okay to walk if i'm bracing you? mhm. one step in front of another, ok? you're doing a good job. you're doing a good job.

here, we're at my nice, comfy bed. let's get you out of these clothes, they're kinda sweaty and gross... let's peel your shirt off, get these jeans down, isn't that better? just let yourself lie down, feel the cool sheets against your burning skin... isn't this comfy?

you don't need to be sorry, dear, it's alright. you're still woozy right now, don't blame yourself for anything. here, let me get into bed with you. i'll make sure you're safe the whole night, ok? you don't have to worry about anything right now. just let yourself sleep off the night...

you're very pretty..

...hey, do you think you'll remember this in the morning...?

futuredrunkenhousewife

Gf with a "minor" drinking problem

She spices up her morning coffee with bailey's and a shot of whiskey.

She fills her Stanley with watered down vodka, steadily sipping in it on her bus ride to work. At lunch she runs to. The liqour store and pours mini bottles into her drink. She spends her whole shift buzzed but "functions" . No one notices (Everyone suspects) that ahes added a lil something to her drink. She laughs too loud. She's a bit too friendly. But she does her job so well (she's functioning at the bare minimum).

Before she goes home she picks up a bottle of rum that she chugs in the parking lot. By the time she gets home she's a wobbly slurringmess, fully prepared to down 8 tall boys before bed

lu4werewolf

im so desperate for girlcock being forced down my throat u dont have to ask we're friends after all i trust u after all theres nothing wrong with getting me drunk and using me as ur personal fleshlight. thats what friends are for

femme-fl0ra

i want to get all pretty and invite a butch to come over for drinks.

it would start so innocent.

just sitting inches from touching on my couch. their hand on my thigh. our eyes heavy lidded and dark as we keep the conversation going. neither of us really mention what we are there for. but i keep batting my pretty blue eyes at them and they can’t help but stare at my tits.

it wouldn’t be so innocent a few drinks in.

straddling their lap, arms over their shoulders and their hands on my waist, groping my thighs under my skirt. the alcohol making every touch more intense. slow kissing in between half- coherent stories.

the ideal way for the night to end would be with their thigh against my bare cunt. too fuzzy to remember who or where i am. barely able to keep my eyes open as my head keeps lolling into their shoulder.

their strong hand on my jaw, tilting my face up out of their shirt,

“no no little girl, look at me. wanna see those fuzzy eyes”

they just keep pouring shots down my throat. whining with protest and hearing,

“it’s ok, baby, you can handle it. swallow for me”

too drunk and fucked out to realize that they use my body for hours. half awake and only reacting to the pain of the bites they leave on my neck. or the way they force their strap inside even though it absolutely shouldn’t fit.

perverted butch get me drunk right now.

…. please?

leyspin

thinking about someone training me to be an alcoholic sneakily. at first we just get drinks occasionally, and you always encourage me to get sloppy drunk, but the frequency of these nights goes up. soon, we’re drinking every night, and you always send me home with extra drinks, which i’ve taken the habit of drinking in the morning. even when I lose my job, you graciously let me move in with you, and the fridge always has drinks in it. soon, i’ve drunk myself so dumb i’ve forgotten about finding a job entirely, and you’re enjoying having a permanently wasted lush around the place to play with.