They met at a party, with Megan dancing her heart out and Sophia simply drinking with her friends. When their eyes locked, the feeling was instant. Their eyes wandered immediately, seeing how their dresses hugged their bodies and how wild they looked. Sophia took Megan to her hotel room, then it all transpired from there.
They met every other week. It wasn’t solely sex. Sophia made sure of it. They hung out like friends, talked like friends, and acted as friends. It was only in the bed room they ever acted like lovers.
Megan is cheeky. She likes poking fun at Sophia just cause she can, knowing that Sophia will get angry and then fuck her. Megan would be a power bottom, idc.
Small little blurb of them cause im fried for hcs :)
“Chae! Look at this plushie I found!”
Yoonchae glanced up from her phone almost immediately. She was met by Megan’s bright, almost blinding smile as she held a koala plushie to her chest. Yoonchae couldn’t help but smile when she saw that twinkle in her girlfriend’s eye—something she’s grown to adore.
“You like it?” She asked calmly, turning her phone off and stuffing it into her pocket. Megan nodded eagerly.
“It looks like you!”
Yoonchae blinked. Looks like her? Megan noticed the confusion and giggled.
“It has that little grumpy face you make when I make you mad.” She pushed the bear directly into Yoonchae’s face to make her get a better look. Yoonchae smacked her lips and pushed the toy away.
“I do not have a grumpy face.”
“Ohhh, yes you do.” Megan argued with a laugh, “you get all mad and distant from me.”
“Do not.”
“Do to!”
Yoonchae pretended to huff and look away, trying to look as mad as she could. Megan pointed with pride.
“You’re doing it again! That face! The koala face!”
Yoonchae rolled her eyes as a small smile spread across her lips.
Sophia didn’t even have time to get on her knees before Megan was already shaking. Megan’s tail was wagging so fast it was like a propeller, staring nervously as Sophia was already unclasping her belt.
Sophia kissed through Megan’s boxers first, feeling how thick she was from tip to base. Megan nearly came from that alone, but she held it in. She needed to be a good puppy.
When Sophia’s lips wrapped around her cock, Megan was already in tears. She was grabbing the bed sheets, grabbing Sophia’s hair, and shaking with every fiber on her body. Her tail kept thumping against the bed as she mewled.
Sophia was slow and patient, spending more time praising Megan than actually sucking, but Megan couldn’t even tell the difference since she was so overwhelmed anyway.
Megan came so hard she nearly passed out, having to depend on Sophia to clean her up.
It was like a match made in heaven when they found each other. Manon already knew the drill of porn work, get fucked and fake moan, that was all it was to her. It didn’t feel good necessarily, but just…normal. Nothing exciting anymore. She thought she wouldn’t get that enjoyment anymore until she stumbled across a camgirl site and found Lara’s page. She looked so beautiful, especially her body. It was mesmerizing to see her fingers slid in and out of her body.
Manon came hard that night—so hard it almost scared her.
Manon in her blissed out-haze, DMed her and asked her if they wanted to meet up for content. Lara agreed.
The video itself consisted of them fucking like animals. It was the first time in probably years that Manon was getting fulfilled the way she needed, so she was not letting this go to waste. Lara was adjusting quick and loved the struggle for control, so she played along.
It was the most popular video on Manon’s page by morning, and Lara’s follower count blew up. They tried to deem the next possible time as more clout, but both knew that wouldn’t be the case.
Marz just fucking puppy!Dani till she is just dumb and not able to think any other thing but their dicks (or strap, whatever you want) and squirting till they are satisfied
Daniela was the perfect stress toy to use when they were angry. She listened, (mostly), and sounded so so pretty when stretched out, of course they had to use this to their opportunity.
Lara loved keeping a hand on Daniela’s through the entire time. It was more of a placeholder—she’d never actually squeeze too hard to hurt her puppy, but just seeing how blissed out Daniela’s eyes would be, how she’d grab Lara’s hand to keep around her throat and whine when it wasn’t there made her weak.
Manon would be right there with them, playing with Daniela’s clit and holding her hips down when she squirmed too much. She was more of the action person while Lara chose words, but both were still aggressive in their own right.
Daniela would be left so weak she couldn’t think of anything else besides when she’ll get fucked again. She’d cry when they took too long, begging to be filled again, even as her bladder was nearly empty and the sheets were soaked. She’d whimper for them to just leave their hands on her, whether on her hands or hips or thighs—it didn’t matter. She needed her girls.
Hi, can I request Sophia teasing the fuck out of r's pussy until her fingers are soaking wet and Sophia can see how needy r is, how she’s trembling, begging Sophia to stop edging her and finally fuck her properly.
Sophia can be merciless when she wants to be. After seeing you already shaking and on the verge of tears just from her rubbing your clit, she’ll develop the sickest satisfaction to just watch you crumble.
She feels you thrust into her hand, she hears you plead like it’s your last day on earth, but doesn’t react. She doesn’t move. She sits there, fingers teasing the entrance, but why would she be so nice?
“So—Soph please…” you moaned as you rolled your hips against the pads of her fingers. It was a nightmare trying to slur coherent words together but dammit, you’d try.
“No, no baby,” she shushed and gently pressed her fingers harder into your clit, making you shake, “you’re doing so good for mommy, okay? Just a little longer.”
Manon is always buying Daniela perfumes and makes her try them on, gauging how much she likes them by how wet she gets smelling her.
Daniela’s natural musk is Manon’s favorite-smell of all time. Especially when she’s sweaty from dancing, Manon has to keep herself together in order to not pounce on her right there.
She loves the scent Daniela’s slick leaves on her fingers after she fingers her, dragging her hand down her face to catch a smell. Daniela notices and thinks it’s disgusting—but kinda into it.
ok i know i already sent a request but can i pls pls pls pretty pls req a puppy hyrbid!megan oneshot? maybe lara convinces her to be bad and she gets punished or just her being a needy puppy for sodani. i also like the idea of maybe megam being a non g!p hybrid and sodani getting jealous of her and lara or her and another hybrid. ANYWAY PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS-
Sophia’s voice rang out in the room. It was soft and disappointed, a tone only really used when she was just tired of Megan’s actions. She hated that tone.
Fortunately for Megan, she could barely register the disappointment. Nothing around her made sense. Not Sophia’s hands looming over her body, not Daniela’s harsh and clearly angry words—not even her own thoughts were fully intact. All she could focus on was the vibrations that coursed through her body at max intensity.
She didn’t know how long she had been there or how many times she already got denied. She just knew that the punishment was cruel—even to them. They couldn’t possible be that mean to their puppy could they?
But she couldn’t blame them. She let that girl dance at her on the club to make them furious, she was the one who held her waist as she did, and she was the one that poured the drink into her mouth. This was the nicest thing they could to.
Megan understood why, but she still didn’t like it.
Her ears lied across her head as she shook along the vibrations. She couldn’t close her legs for long, having them forced open by Daniela’s slaps that echoed across the room. It was clear that she was the angriest of the two, using that anger to make it hell on earth.
Daniela was the one that controlled the speed, the modes, and how wide Megan’s legs had to be. Sophia handled the tone and touching, which might have been worse.
“Such a bad girl,” Sophia cooed, soft enough to make Megan choke up on a tear, “letting some broad grind on you like she owned you.”
Her hands, soft and freshly manicured, trailed down Megan’s pale body, softly scratching the sides and hips. Shivers ran through her, with her tail wildly flicking from under her. It didn’t help that Daniela’s hands were also scratching her thighs, but they were sharper—more intentional.
Megan swore she felt skin break for a moment.
“I’m sorry…” She tried to wrack her brain for words, “please. Please I’m so sorry.”
Daniela smacked her lips and slapped Megan’s inner thigh, causing the jolt.
“Sorry? You think that solves anything? You let some girl dance on you while we watched.”
Megan opened her mouth to respond, but it was quickly halted when the vibrator had changed angles. It was pressed directly against the most sensitive spot of her clit, making the vibrations run deeper. Megan screamed out, her body instinctively trying to squirm away from the overwhelming pressure. Daniela held her legs down by the knees.
“Wait—wait Dani—“ She screamed again as a particularly harsh wave shook her, “please!—“
“Shut up.” Sophia interrupted. She grabbed Megan’s jaw and forced her head up. She watched Megan’s face with a small swell of pride.
Megan had tears streaming down her red face. Her ears were entirely flat, straining along with the rest of her body as she tried to keep herself together. Her tail was having the worst time. It was stiff against the bedsheets, with every light flicker causing another wave of jolts to break through her system. Her back arched so far it almost looked painful.
“Do you believe that girl would be a better owner than us?” Sophia asked calmly. Megan shook her head immediately, her hands shakily reaching up to grab her face as her most desperate means of pleading.
“No!” Megan sobbed, “only you—both of you, please, please I’ll be a good puppy…”
Sophia took Megan’s hands in her own and quietly kissed her palms. Only to smile sweetly—wide enough for Megan’s blood to run cold.
“You know you’re not allowed to cum tonight, right?”
“No, no no—“ she screamed again as Daniela reached over and tugged on her tail, “I can’t do it—I can’t hold—“
“You will.” Sophia said once. Firm and Final. Megan knew she couldn’t argue with her unless she wanted a worse punishment.
But in that moment she truly didn’t know what punishment was worse than not being allowed to cum.
Megan thrashed under their combined hold, screaming for mercy, but the toy was relentless. She choked on spit, the tears rolled down her temples and cheeks, and her slick stained her inner thighs. She looked ridiculous and she knew it. She knew Sophia and Daniela were talking, but she couldn’t hear them. She couldn’t move or breathe. Just feel this delicious torture she knew she deserved.
She was getting closer. Her legs were violently shaking, the coil in her stomach was twisting and tightening into a knot. She turned her head to the side, trying to her hardest to restrain herself, but it was proving to be more difficult. She didn’t have to say anything, but the girls knew.
“Don’t.” Sophia warned.
“Sophia—“
“No.”
“Mommy—“
Sophia yanked the toy right out of Daniela’s hand and pressed it against Megan’s clit herself. Megan screamed in surprise, her back arching to its fullest caliber as she tried to push her back. Sophia refused to move.
“I told you no.”
Megan knew she had to listen.
Sophia didn’t move for several minutes. She kept the toy at the most crucial angle, holding Megan down by the chest as she writhed, sobbed and pushed. The pressure was building again—quicker and stronger. Daniela licked up her neck.
“Wanna cum? Hm?” She teased. Megan knew they’d never say yes, but she nodded anyway, mewling as she tried to grab hold of Daniela.
“Please— let me cum, let me, lemme—“
Daniela yanked her hair back and sank her teeth into Megan’s sweaty neck.
“Let me get the rope.”
Megan tried to pull Daniela back, but she pushed her away. She tried to beg her to come back, but Sophia was already grabbing her jaw again.
“Focus on me. Such a bad puppy.”
She adjusted the mode. Instead of a lingering buzz, it was now in short spurts. Megan couldn’t catch her breath in time, getting halted by the new sudden buzz as Sophia held her down.
Megan didn’t realize Daniela had come back until she felt something firm and scratchy around her thighs. She looked down to see Daniela and Sophia working together to fasten the toy directly onto her clit, leaving it as the worst—or best—mode.
The girls stood up to look at their puppy. She was crying harder, trying to get rid of the ropes, to plead and apologize, but nothing worked. She knew she wasn’t getting out of this. That knowledge made her wetter.
“Wanna go get food?” Sophia asked Daniela casually. Daniela snickered.
“Sure. Maybe we’ll get some food for the puppy too when we come back.” She patted Megan’s tear-streaked cheek. “Hear that? We’ll get you some food. Just enjoy yourself.”
Enjoy yourself. The nerve.
Megan couldn’t move properly, but she still tried. She tried to pull them back onto her, but they were already leaving the room, talking about food options.
The door clicked.
Megan was alone.
She was stuck to deal with the vibrations on her own.
Daniela and Manon accidentally bought matching bras one time and when they were tryna show the other to be sexy, they started laughing. They laughed so hard they didn’t end up fucking anyway.
Daniela ALWAYS sits on Manon’s lap when she does her makeup. It doesn’t matter how small, she just loves the intimacy of being so close and trusted. Manon just likes when Daniela tilts her head with her fingers on her jaw.
They play Just Dance religiously and argue about who should have won and purposely try to mess each other up.
Smut:
Nudes. All the time. It’s gotten to bad that others in the group have accidentally seen their makes bodies from how constant it is.
Daniela loves when Manon loses control. When she gets bent over, when she’s made to scream and babble into the pillow because of Manon hitting her cervix.
Daniela gets long nails for the sole purpose of scratching down Manon’s back. She loves watching her wince and retaliate with a slap and a growl of ‘stop fucking doing that.’
mmmmm sophia bending megan over and smacking her ass while she fucks her with a strap 😵💫
Sophia had never been one to be gentle, especially not now. Not after enduring her puppy’s sass for the entire day.
Megan was already squirming and trying to get away from her hand. Sophia didn’t let her. She kept a hand on the back of Megan’s neck, pressing her face into the mattress as she went at a relentless pace.
Megan was sobbing apologies while trying to get away, but Sophia didn’t listen. She wouldn’t stop until her puppy was screaming.
“M—mommy—“ Megan wailed into the pillow as the strap hit her cervix, “I can’t do it! I’m sorry! I’m a bad—“
“Shut up.” Sophia said coldly, “Bad puppies don’t talk. They take what mommy gives them.”
Would you do anything inspired by your favorite song and your favorite ship?
Ykw i’ve been thinking of doing some Marz angst with the song moon river by frank ocean but i have a million and one drafts up my ass rn so i haven’t gotten the chance to plan it out.
what do you think about hybrid!megan with sophia??? she’s such a cutie i know sophia would get the worst cuteness aggression she’d let megan get away with anything if she gave her puppy eyes. megan would also def like grind on sophia’s pillow or wear sophia’s hoodie while she touches herself when sophia is away at work ☹️ she misses her bad
Hybrid!megan is the cutest thing on EARTH.
Sophia physically cannot look at Megan for 2 minutes without wanting to squeeze her cheeks and call her the best girl ever. It’s even harder when she sees Megan’s bushy tail flickering everywhere when she’s excited.
Megan gets away with TOO many things. If any of the other girls were to do something bad, Sophia would scold them immediately. But Megan gets off too easy, making the others jealous. But Megan doesn’t have it easy, not too much.
When Sophia is out, Megan gets NEEDY. It’s even worse when she’s in heat—everything becomes unbearable. The sheets will be too rough, she’s sweaty, and her tail is absurdly sensitive.
Megan has a specific hoodie of Sophia’s that she always wears when she’s needy. She’ll wear it for hours as she touches herself, crying into the sleeve as she whines for her touch.
It’s never enough. Sophia’s voice messages or pictures can never quell her neediness. Sometimes Megan will spend half the day trying to get rid of the heat, but she almost never can. She needs her mommy at all times.
Manon would be the ULTIMATE servicer. It didn’t matter what Lara wanted, she would do whatever she wanted.
Bondage:
Lara loves the act of bondage. Whether on herself or restraining someone else, she loves the helpless feeling while being forced to feel so much more than usual.
Manon will allow her to tie her to the bed. She doesn’t care how sensitive she is—how needy and desperate to feel her girlfriend, if it makes Lara happy she’ll gladly do it.
If Lara is getting tied up, Manon will make it painful. Her main method is tying her hands behind her back. She’ll touch herself and laugh when Lara starts begging or writhing in her restraints.
Body Worship:
Manon will kiss every inch she can reach. Her hands will roam, grazing over Lara’s skin to see her flinch and squirm, holding her down when necessary.
The main way Manon initiates sex is by massages. She’ll get more handsy halfway, laughing off Lara’s teasing remarks as she cups her ass or chest. She loves kissing the back of Lara’s neck.
Manon cannot go a SINGLE night with commenting on Lara’s body at least 60 times. She’ll repeat that she’s beautiful, has the most gorgeous skin and eyes, anything to make Lara feel her best.