Give me hormone injections. You want me at peak fertility.
Strap me down. It’s for my safety.
Palpate my uterus from the outside and the inside of my body. You want to make sure it’s ready.
Feel around inside me. You want me stretched and ready.
Insert a speculum and open it wide. You need a good shot at my cervix.
The sounds may hurt, but you need to dilate me enough to get inside my womb.
Feed the long, thin tube into my spread open boycunt. Make sure it slides into the cervix and stays anchored there.
You tell me I might feel some pressure and cramping as you let the semen begin to flow into me. You don’t tell me what sort of creatures I’ll be hosting inside my body. I don’t know that this is only the beginning.
I’m your test subject. Your experiment. And I’m going to grow your specimens for you, so you can witness their literal conception firsthand.
Legs secured in stirrups, ultrasound probe pressed against my lower stomach, a thin tube of endo camera in my pussy sitting positioned just right to give a perfect view of my cervix. And a half dozen researchers in the room standing by my legs, ready to take notes on every little thing that may happen. I heard them talking among themselves this morning. They waited months for this moment.
"We can begin. Release the specimen."
Something cold and wet glides between my sensitive folds - the speculum they used for the initial examination was removed for the experiment itself, but the sensation of being stretched quickly comes back when something slimy swirls around my hole and easily slips inside.
I don't see between my legs through the sheet that was put over them but the ultrasound image and the endo camera feed on the screen let me know exactly what is happening. This "specimen", a living, moving mass is making its way through my pussy, expanding and contracting on its way deeper. I gasp from the stretching sensation and the skin of my stomach mirrors its movements, bulging under the probe the researcher is pressing down on a little too hard.
"We have a visual."
A dark, rippling mass fills the screen, leaving the cervix visible just barely enough, but from the overwhelming pressure alone I know exactly what's going to happen. The tentacle changes shape into a pointed, needle-like tip and without any warning strikes the entrance of my uterus. I cry out and feel my eyes burn.
"Secretion of analgesic pre-seminal fluids. Hormonal and physical stimulation of the test subject began."
The excrutiating pain and pressure of having my cervix stretched quickly dissolves into feeling of pleasant warmth. The tentacle inside me starts moving again, slowly and rythmically filling my pussy and womb with whatever aphrodisiac it produces to make its victim all relaxed and docile. Mere seconds later my entire body is tingling in hot static and when more tendrils start lapping at my clit now covered in the creature's fluids, my legs cramp and I let out the most obscene moan I would be ashamed of in any other situation.
"Orgasm confirmed," the ultrasound tech presses down even harder in attempt to keep my pelvis in place, but the only thing I feel is my pussy and the entire lower half contracting in synch with the frantic ECG monitor I am hooked up to.
"Cervix dilation?"
"Sufficient. Egg deposition begins. Readjust the camera."
My vision is blurry and mind pleasantly unfocused from whatever hormones the creature pumped my system full of, but I'm aware enough to give the screen a passing look. The tentacle is semi-translucent now, buried and anchored long past my cervix, somewhere in my womb. And as the translucent tentacle starts filling with round, marble-like objects, I understand why the experiment called for the subject to be mid-cycle and not on any birth control. I breathe heavily as I watch the creature's eggs slip past my numb cervix, one by one.
All researchers' eyes are glued the screen as they watch the creature breed in real time. This is it, this is the moment they put endless hours of preparations into. A conception of something new, something out of this world. They needed to make sure it will work. And that every moment of it will be recorded and catalogued, so it can be repeated again.
I won't be leaving the research facility for quite some time.
Seeing that bulge push out of your tummy when you’re being fucked is so hot. Good girl for taking such a big cock even if it leaves you bruised and sore
Want my tummy to bulge whenever Daddy thrusts his big adult cock into my tiny pussy. Show me how much bigger he is, how much I stretch around him, how my body is molded into being a perfect little fleshlight for him. 🌟
my fav thing to imagine when i’m touching myself is… ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡
that i’m innocently cuddling with my daddy in my bed. we’re spooning, and one of his big hands grips my hip to pull me closer against him. his hand moves forward and up just a bit, til he’s soothingly rubbing my tummy. i feel so safe and warm in my daddy’s arms that i squirm back against him even more, until he’s completely pressed against me. now my daddy’s hand drifts a bit higher, his fingers just barely brushing the bottom of my tits. i bite back a little gasp at the way his slightest touch makes me shiver, and i find myself moving just enough that i’m a tiny bit lower than i was, so that his hand will brush against my tits more as he keeps cuddling me. i really wanna feel it again.
the next time his hand comes back up, his fingers brush my nipples. it feels so good that i can’t help but whine. instantly, he’s asking me about the little noise, and i shyly admit i made that embarrassing sound because it felt good when his fingers brushed my tits. now my daddy’s hand comes back to my tits, this time more confident, giving one a little squeeze. i blush at the noise i make feeling his big hand tease me like that. my daddy laughs softly at my cute noises, having fun hearing the difference in my whines when he squeezes my tits vs when he specifically teases my nipples. i’m trembling in his arms at this point, so worked up, yet i still have enough sense to remind him that he shouldn’t touch his little girl like this.
my daddy’s hand pauses its playful squeezes of my tits, and he asks me just one question. “do you want me to stop?” just his voice makes me press my legs together to try to calm the need between my thighs. maybe that’s why i couldn’t think of a single thing to say other than “no, daddy, don’t stop. it feels so good”. i even arch my back a little, pressing my tits into his hand, practically offering myself to my daddy. he’s even more confident now, his hand slipping under my shirt with ease. the sensation of his big, rough hands cupping my soft tits has me whimpering, and even when i try to escape his touch for just a little break from this new feeling, his hand stays set on my tits. now i’m squirming back on him, feeling so small and helpless against his big frame. before i can ask him about the hard thing i feel behind my ass, he asks me why i’m pressing my thighs together so much.
does he really not know or does he just like making me blush by forcing me to say it out loud? all i can say is “i feel funny, daddy”. he makes a quiet little noise before turning me onto my back, his big hand splayed over my tummy. he told me to “show daddy where it feels funny” so i do exactly that, blushing as i spread my thighs and guide his big hand between my thighs. my daddy coos at me, teasingly asking if want my daddy to make it all better. his fingers barely tracing over my pussy through my shorts has my eyes fluttering and i let out a breathy whine as i nod. his skilled fingers rub my pussy through my shorts, each little circle of his fingers making my thighs spread even more. it’s not long before his fingers dip further down, prodding at my entrance. even through the fabric, it feels so good, and i moan, my hips instinctively bucking as if i’m trying to take his fingers inside.
“do you want something here, princess?” he asks teasingly, pressing his fingertips further against my entrance, leaving my panties a sticky mess. i nod quickly, my shyness fading as i realize the only way i’ll get more is if i’m a brave girl. “…like my fingers?” he teases me, rubbing my clit through my panties as his fingers keep teasing my entrance. i stutter, struggling to even talk with how good it feels to finally have something touching me there, but “i want more, daddy… please, i need more”. he lifts me on top of him, my thighs straddling his hips. i let out a breathy little noise as i sink onto his lap, feeling a big and hard thing pressed against my pussy. i’m barely able to get out a “daddy there’s something hard-“ before his big hands are gripping my hips, guiding me to grind on his bulge and i interrupt myself with a loud moan. i tremble on my daddy’s chest, overwhelmed at this new sensation of pleasure. my daddy explains that the hard thing against me is his cock, that it gets hard when it feels good, that it’s my fault it’s this hard and leaking just for me. it’s difficult to concentrate when he’s making me hump his bulge like this, but i listen closely.
i bite my lip, my eyes widening as i feel how big it is as i grind on it. it’s so much, especially since i’ve never had anything inside me, but i just know i need it inside me. i won’t be satisfied until i have it deep, no matter what it takes. which is why when my daddy says if i want it inside i’ll have to prove it, i do exactly that. i brace my hands on my daddy’s chest, sitting up a little bit to grind up and down on his hard bulge, just how my daddy taught me. each movement has the most desperate noises coming out of my mouth, mixing with my daddy’s moans. he groans louder when i fully sit on his bulge and kinda wiggle my hips, really feeling the length of his cock against my clothed pussy. i keep doing that, wanting to show my daddy just how badly i want him inside my virgin pussy.
it works a bit too well, because in an instant i’m entirely bare beneath my daddy, my face pressed into my pillows as his big hands prop my hips up. the cool air of the room makes my soaked pussy clench, and i feel my daddy’s hands tighten around my hips at the sight. i want to be a good girl for him, the best, so i arch my back deeply, fully displaying my dripping pussy as i teasingly wiggle my ass a bit. “daddy, please. i want my daddy to be my first-“ i say, before i squeal as the tip of his big cock, presses at my entrance. the deep groan my daddy makes as i clench around him only makes me tighter, and i clutch at the pillows, feeling my pussy stretch like it never has before. it hurts but it also feels so good and so right, and i can tell my daddy feels the same because he’s pushing even deeper inside, not hesitating at all.
i’m whimpering, my little broken whines about how it’s sooo big and too much being drowned out by my daddy reminding me i begged him for his cock. he seems to really enjoy how desperate i sound, because he starts thrusting into me, stretching my virgin pussy with each harsh thrust. it’s a struggle to even stay up, and an even bigger struggle to keep my noises in, so we don’t wake anyone in the house up. maybe that’s why my daddy’s big hand covers my mouth, muffling my whiny “ah ah ah”s as he makes me look up at the door. his breath tickles my ear when he whispers into my ear, telling me that if i’m too loud, someone might come to check on me and see me all spread out, taking my daddy’s cock deep inside. now i’m moaning even louder into his hand, grinding back on his big cock, my dripping pussy tightening more around him as i tremble. the thought of someone catching us like this only makes me needier, and my daddy can tell.
he laughs quietly, grinding his hips against my ass so his big cock reaches as deep inside me as possible, teasing me about being such a dirty girl for wanting someone to see me taking my dad’s cock like this. i whine in agreement from behind his hand, my eyes fluttering as he starts fucking me even harder, the sound of our skin slapping filling the room. i keep agreeing when he asks if it feels so good, when he asks if i love my daddy’s cock, when he asks if this is what i needed all along. that really makes him happy because he takes his hand away from my mouth, ordering me to say it out loud. “i love my dad’s cock. i was saving myself for my dad. i only ever want my dad’s cock” i whine mindlessly as he fucks me into the bed, only his big hands holding me up.
i feel a new, very strong feeling building in my tummy, and i whimper, stuttering as i beg my daddy to slow down. it doesn’t matter how much i try to squirm away from him, he holds me in place, not letting up for a second, and then i’m falling apart beneath him. i let out a slutty whine of “oh my god, dad-“ before i have to bite my pillow to muffle my moans. it feels so good, my mind going entirely blank except for thoughts of my daddy, thoughts of how much i love him. i barely notice i’m telling him i love him over and over as he fucks me through my first orgasm, shakily grinding back on him as i feel something really warm spill inside my pussy. my daddy’s chest presses against my back as he lays on top of me, fully pinning me down on the bed, his cock twitching inside my ruined pussy.
i whimper and whine as i squirm underneath him, just barely able to ask him why i feel so sticky down there. he presses a kiss to my cheek, saying he gave me his special milk because i was “such a good girl” for him. that alone has me clenching greedily around his cock, and my daddy groans as i grind back on him again, wanting to be even better for him. “can we do that again, daddy? please?”
Really really cannot stop thinking about non-sexual dominant acts. Especially in public. Some sort of constant contact with my body. Maybe an arm around my waist or a hand against the small of my back, guiding me through crowds. Shopping and being told what to try on, showing him even if I'm embarrassed by the nature of the outfit. I just want to be obedient.
Like you’re just a pussy to be mounted and used. Not a person, just a fake sex toy.
Mostly likely you’ll be tied up and unable to move, just immobile and helpless with your holes on display.
The dom doesn’t even consider your pleasure placing his hands on you and grabbing you in the best position for him. Maybe he holds your hips, maybe he roughly grabs your tits maybe he straddles you in the easiest position he can find quickly.
He uses you like he’d use his fleshlight to masturbate. Grunting softly and bucking his hips as he jerks his cock off inside your hole.
“Mmmmm” “mmmmm”
Grunting and fucking faster and faster as he gets closer to the edge.
“Mmm” “mmm” “mmm” “oh yeah” “oh yeah” “oh yeah”
No regard for how you feel, just groping you and holding you tight as he completely mounts your helpless hole and thrusts his cock over and over.
And then he gets to the edge and you feel his body tense and change. Unloading his cum deep inside you or on to your body.
“Oh fuck!” “Oh fuck!” “Fuck yeah” “mmmmmmm”
Wank complete.
Totally ignoring you covered or filled with cum as he walks away to the bathroom to clean up.
Meanwhile you’re just a helpless mounting toy, tied up tight for next time…
Craving being forced to sit on my dildo that's too big for me everyday until I cry the boy out of me -- cock warming against my bruised cervix while I do homework or having it shoved in me while I go grocery shopping and having it hit me deep every time I hit a bump driving
you’re ruining me, i’m shaking, barely coherent, and you have the audacity to say “i know, baby, it’s a lot, huh?” all sweet and condescending like yeah??? obviously??? but are you stopping? no :( you just keep going, all soft and sweet, acting like you feel bad while actively making it worse. it’s sick and i need more of it immediately.
I really need to sit on someone's cock while being told that I'm not allowed to move. I want to be whining and maybe a bit teary eyed, so desperate to grind down. I want him to make it even worse by pressing a vibrator up to my tdick and nipping softly at my neck. Maybe he takes my chest into his hands and rolls a sensitive nipple across the pads of his thumbs and pointer fingers. If I'm lucky, he'll buck his hips up into me, giving me what I need for just a second before turning the vibrator up.
need to be inside a really loud boy right now. need to listen to him gasp as he gets past the initial stretch. watch him whine about how i'm going too slow when i try to be gentle, then moan about how "he can't take it", "i'm gonna break him", "it's too much", when i give him what he asked for. need to watch his eyes go all unfocused and glossy after his second orgasm and i'm still rutting into him. bonus point if he cries
Taking a t-guy’s first time but it’s almost too much for him. I need to make sure it’s good for him, so I keep asking questions, even though he’s too fucked out and feels too good to be able to reply.
Asking him, “How’s this?” Every inch I sink into his tight hole. I made sure to stretch him, but there’s not much you can do when it’s his first time. He whines and squirms in pleasure, and I don’t even punish him for not replying with his words.
“Does this feel good?” I ask when I finally bottom out. He nods furiously and mumbles something I can’t catch.
“I’m so big inside you, aren’t I?” I gently grab his thigh, pushing it up, making me sink into him some more. He cries out and moans, nails digging into my skin. “Does this feel good?” I start moving, looking at his face and smiling when he’s so embarrassed he can’t even look at me.
“I bet you can feel it in your cervix, can you?” I try to aim for that spot inside of him. We’re so close that his cock rubs against my lower stomach. I point at the small bulge that keeps appearing every time I thrust into him. “Here, can you feel it? Does it feel good? You can’t even talk- is that how good it feels?”
I don’t even realize he’s crying until he lets out a sob, and I gently coo at him.
“Oh baby, shh,” I lean towards him, sinking deeper into him without my intention. He arches his back into it, and I gently grab his face, trying to wipe away the tears, kissing them away. “It’s okay puppy, feels so good, huh? Look at you.”
I gently put my hand around his throat, hand brushing through his hair before pulling to get his attention. His pathetic, beautiful teary eyes looking up at me.
“I’m gonna make you cum so good you never want another cock”
Reblog if you want to be isolated and made worse and be kept as a pet. no responsibilities, no decision-making, no endless depression and fatigue.. just you and your owner.
i want my daddy to get me real high and invite his friends over to fill me up, fuck my mouth and my cunt over and over again, making me swallow every drop, stuffing me so full of cum that my tummy bulges, and i’m so high i can barely move, can’t tell who’s fucking me, how many people there are. they plug me up when not in use, say it’s to make sure it takes.
can't stop thinkin abt them getting off just rubbing their cock against my face. across my lips n cheeks, slick n messy holding me by the hair. fuuuck just cum all over my face jesus Fuck need immediately
