#bianon

[the-bi-anon]

i used @birdie-ghost ‘s ref sheet for michael because idk how to draw a mans hair. like seriously how tf. currently the middle of the night! 

their relationship, colorized (tm)

[vampirepressclub]

https://www.tumblr.com/pipnsam/799439192727912448/dalekay-in-s3-knows-hes-bi-and-doesnt-care?source=share

Dale's sexuality was never confirmed (gay, bi, pan, demi, etc.)

Sam's orientation definitely hasn't been confirmed.

I know what you're getting at, anon, but "She knows he's bi and doesn’t care" is giving biphobia/bi-erasure vibes. Implying that he (Dale or Sam) couldn't be in a committed/monogamous sexual relationship with a woman if he's bi.

-signed a bisexual lol

Hmm… In context, (1) it was the 1980’s, (2) that is how the storyline was framed [Kay “was OK with it”; until she wasn’t]. (3) We already know he was capable of being in a committed monogamous sexual relationship with a woman as a bi man because of Helen. Right, Anon?

[galacticclimax]

How's Miruko been adjusting to my frequent re-beeedings "Beast deterring rituals"? Packed her nice and full of eggs last time~

-BI

-> Miru finds herself getting tired a lot easier than she used to. And sore. And... heavy?

-> Somehow she hadn't connected it to the beast deterring rituals!

"Gee... It's a great deal 'a work to keep those creatures away;;"

"But I sure am grateful for the assistance, it's a real kind thing to do."

-> Now if only she could get her milk production to slow down! It seems to have picked up quiiiiite a bit after the ritual. It's sure to attract trouble.

[galacticclimax]

Of course, my dear.~

I set my hands atop hers over her rounded belly.

The eggs serve as a marker of territory. They shall make you less likely of a target, but the ritual must be performed regardless to ensure your safety. A desperate beast won't be stopped by just this.~

Don't be ungrateful, cattle. Thank him for his help, and for guiding you to your true purpose. An incubator for your better's offspring.~

I lean down and kiss her belly before carefully lifting her up into my arms, and then onto my bed.

You should get some rest. The ritual is a taxing experience, physically and spiritually. Worry not, my beautiful Miru. For as long as you do whatever I say-

Whatever he says~

You shall be safe in my care.~

-BI

(Thank you, I try. <3.)

-> Miru nods slowly, half listening to you and half listening to the voice in her head urge her to thank you for your graciousness.

"Of course... that... that makes sense. Thank you, for helping me,"

-> she is easily lifted and laid out on the bed. Truthfully, she is feeling very tired and sore. And so, so full.

"I'll be sure to follow your instructions, I don't want to be caught by that monster,"

-> just remembering the snarls and snaps from before makes her shudder. Somehow, she doesn't quite realize that she is currently in the situation she was trying so hard to avoid. Being a cow for you is natural. Being made to carry clutch after clutch until you decide you've had enough of making use of her body is natural.

-> miru yawns, exhaustion overwhelming her now that she's on the bed

[galacticclimax]

The cattle troll's newfound obedience is rewarded again, this time by my hand as it presses firm against her clit and rub aggressively as the orgasm ravages her body, leaving nothing but overstimulation for her. Right as her orgasm begins to wane, I readjust my hips and take both of hers in my hands as I take her for one final flurry if thrusts, harder and faster than I'd given her all night.

I lean in to kiss her deeply again as the chanting video finally stops, and quickly she begins to feel as my slurry pumps into her, gushing into her tight little nook by the bucketload. Before she can get too comfortable, she feels as my bulges, one after another begin to swell to twice their girth as my eggs travel through them and push their way into her body. Very quickly filling up her womb until her stomach is round with my spawn. A perfect little incubator to hold my children.

Finally, I pull out with a slick, wet noise before setting my hands down upon her pregnant belly.

I claim this body and womb for myself. Mine to hold my seed and drink from her bosom. I cast you from her mind.~

I raise one hand and quickly tabbed over to a new video, immediately filling the room with the low, aggressive growls of some recorded monster.

Her mind belongs to me, as it falls within my protection.~

The growling becomes aggressive roaring in her ears, growing more and more intense as i completely bullshit my way through a fake cleansing speech, before finally... Silence. She feels as her restraints go slack, then her blindfold is removed to view my face.

You're safe now, for a time, my sweet Miru.~

I caress her cheek gently before kissing her forehead.

My ritual is strong, but it is not permanent, I'm afraid, as there is no permanent deterrent. If you are to keep the beast away, then you must return to me once a week to perform this ritual. The beast's magic cannot effect a troll who's been claimed by a troll of my hue or higher. Carry my clutch to term at the end of the month and then lay them. Your pregnant body will produce great amounts of milk, this must be fed to the clutch once they hatch to help ward off the creature while your sent remains on them. You must milk yourself and collect it. Deliver it to the farmhands here. They will know what to do with it. When that is done, it is of top importance that you report to me immediately to be reseeded.

-BI

-> Miru's voice breaks somewhat as she cries out when you send her into yet another orgasm. She moos more than she moans, like a good cow would. She's barely even aware of what's going on when you kiss her, though she does manage to somewhat sloppily kiss you back...

-> And then the sensation of being filled seeps in through her haze. Miru lets out another muffled little moo as you fill her to the brim, only to suddenly widen as you push eggs into her. She squirms, feeling all too tight to fit them inside but somehow her body accepts them all. It's what she's made for, after all. She's a good little redblood incubator, just for you.

"o-ohhh..."

-> Miru groans softly as you pull out, and then place your hands on her overstuffed belly. What was once a trim but muscular stomach has been transformed to a bulged out pregnant belly, weighing her down with its contents. Oh, if only she could see herself.

-> The moment the growling starts, she jolts, a fresh wave of panic starting to break through the haze of pleasure

"w-wha's-- wha's happ'nin?"

-> She slurs slightly, but she doesn't receive or really need an immediate response. You're too busy bullshitting through the ritual, and she's frankly too frightened by the potential closeness of a real monster that might steal her away to do anything but lie as still as she possibly can, chest heaving with fear breaths.

-> Then, finally, she is released... and you remove the blindfold. Miru struggles to pull her arms out from under herself, then struggles to sit. Her belly is... much bigger than it was. She sniffles, overcome with emotion.

"Oh, oh thank you,,,"

-> She begins to gush, but quiets down as you go on to explain the stipulations of the ritual. If she weren't already so flushed, she'd certainly be glowing with embarrassment by the end of it

"o-once a w--week..?"

-> She squeaks. Can she even handle that much? How will she get anything done around the farm...? Her mind soothes itself with the reminder that it is, in fact, an honor to serve as your incubator. She should be grateful that you're willing to trust her with such an important duty, even if it is for her own benefit.

"r-right.. i-i can do that, i think,;;;"

-> Feeling self-conscious, her hands trace over her egg-stuffed abdomen.

"um... do i have to come even with these...?"

-> she can't help but ask... if she's to carry them for a month, that would mean four visits before she lays them!

[galacticclimax]

Good little lowblood. Take it all. That's more like it. You owe this friend everything. You deserve to carry his eggs, over and over as repayment for his kind touch upon your lowly body. Cum again for him, scream his name as you beg for his clutch. It's what good cattle does.~

The suggestive mind voice insists with greater intensity, molding my new cock sleeve to my liking as my bulges hammer her inner walls relentlessly now, a steady rythmn of wet smack from skin on skin drowning out the ritualistic chanting.

-BI

-> Oh, yes, of course... she did deserve to carry his eggs, for now until whenever he decided she was no longer worthy to carry them for him. What an honor it was, to be chosen by someone like him.

-> Miru lets out a low moo of a moan as she cums again, almost on command at the urge of the voice. She really is cattle, isn't she? At least in comparison to such a grand and kind person as this friend of hers

"oh...! oh please- please---"

-> she begs the moment her mouth is free to do so

"p-please give me your clutch...!"

-> the words sound alien and strange on her ears once spoken, but they were her words... weren't they...?

[galacticclimax]

As my hands continued to grope and pet the poor cattle troll, she can hear my voice telepathically speak to her in the slowly hazing fog of her mind. An echoey, hard to place voice whispering its influence to Maru. Encouraging her to accept this. To ask for more. She loves how it feels, she knows she does.

I press a deeper kiss to her lips, long tongue exploring down her throat. The voice in her mind encourages her to suckle and toy with it using her own tongue.

I squeeze her tit until her milk squirts free, and her mind urges her to moo like a good girl. This high blood is doing you a favor.

You should be thanking him for every second of it~ she hears as my bulge stretches her poor pussy with the intent to leave it gaping for me by the end of the night.

-BI

-> Miru lets out a confused, muffled moan as the echoed voice pulses through her mind. It's so familiar, yet isn't, and it's somehow comforting in the midst of this situation she's in - tied down, naked, and being fucked by a highblood who insisted he was her friend...

-> He is her friend, says the voice... a friend who's doing her an enormous favor... and doesn't it feel good?

-> She doesn't even notice when she begins to suckle on the tongue shoved down her throat, or when her moans turn to moos. The voice is right... this is a friend who is trying to save her from a worse fate than this.

-> After all, what lowblood wouldn't want to be fucked by their betters?

-> Just the thought of that makes her nook tighten slightly, which elicits another mooing moan from her. Although her mind may have been molded to suit your needs in record time, her body is still quite a tight fit for your massive bulge~

[galacticclimax]

Aa I feel her body tighten and hips rock. With her shakily orgasm, my hand gently pets Miru's cheek and face in an effort to comfort her somewhat. I'm still keeping up some illusion of a ritual, but I do still need her to believe I'm actually helping her.

The petting is met with a deep kiss to her lips as I unlatch from her tits. I grind myself against her clit to give her that extra mind numbing stimulation throughout her orgasm before continuing to pound her pussy again.

-BI

-> the petting, combined with the orgasm and then kiss, does bring her some comfort. You wouldn't be hurting her and be doing that at the same time, would you? Her thoughts blank out as you make a point of really bringing out the pleasure of her orgasm

-> really, she's so gone she doesn't even totally notice you've gone right back to pounding her into next week. But her body certainly does. She moans into your kiss, back arching as much as it can underneath you.