you peeked out the window as the amazon driver was leaving your front door. yes, finally! your “confidential” package had just arrived.
you had to use your secret second account — so your dad wouldn’t find out — to order these brand new extravagant lingerie.
whenever he sees the charge on his card, you can always chalk it up to something you bought at the mall.
satoru was currently on a mission and wasn't planning on being home for a few hours.
you take the box into your room, skipping happily along the way. you were so excited to try these on and even considered snapping some photos. not necessarily to send to anyone in particular — it just would've been nice to have some new, cute photos of yourself.
from the frilly red bra/panty set and pink babydoll chemise to the baby blue negligee, and purple bodysuit with a zipper. you bought so many cute colors you couldn't wait to try on!
you decide to throw on the pink one, not even bothering to close your door all the way. after all, you were home alone.
or so you thought.
satoru gojo being the strongest, of course, wrapped up his mission way earlier than expected.
he decided to surprise his lovely daughter with actual italian pizza for dinner, so he picked some up before warping space to teleport home to you.
low and behold, satoru is completely shocked when he walks down the hallway shouting "surprise, honey!" only to be met with you taking the sluttiest photos in next to no clothing.
if satoru wasn't "satoru", he absolutely would've dropped the pizza he just bought.
it had been so long since he'd seen you like this and the realization crashed into him. you were a grown woman now. and your body had shaped up so beautifully. you were absolutely gorgeous.
"and what do we have here, hmm?" he voiced from the hallway. "my daughter being a whore?"
you nearly yelped in shock, being caught in the act. there was no way to lie out of this one.
"dad, no, i was just—"
satoru walked into your room as if he owned the place and, well — he did. he left the food on your desk and sat on your bed all man-spread like. he looked over each of the lingerie you acquired with a curious smirk on his face.
you tried to cover yourself with your arms awkwardly, but your dad had already seen everything. with his six eyes, it's not like he couldn't see it anyways, even if he was in another room.
"well don't let me ruin your fun," satoru crossed his arms expectantly.
"what do you mean, dad?"
he ushers at the other lingerie, long fingers fidgeting with a black one still unopened.
"im sure you used my money for this, so let's see what you got." he twirls two of his fingers in a spinning motion. "i can help you pick out the best one"
you spin, a little nervous, like he gestures to you.
"i like this one, but i think i want to see you in the purple one." satoru uses a long index finger to play with the hem of his blindfold while he waits for you to change. "tsk, i wonder who you were taking those pictures for, hmm?"
you wait for him to look away —and when he finally does— you quickly slip into the amethyst lingerie. "n-no one, i—"
"you got that right." before you could blink, satoru is standing right behind you. his eyes are still hidden behind his blindfold, but you can just feel his gaze upon you. "no one else will see you like this."
for some reason, he warps to the bed to grab your phone, then warps right back behind you.
"well, let's see it, sweets." he takes a half-step backward, giving you some space.
you take a deep breath, trying to focus on the smell of the pizza and not your nerves as your dad—the satoru gojo— checks you out. he tilts his head toward the right and you follow suit, modeling the thin clothing for him. your bedroom seemingly turned into a psudeo-catwalk for his own private show.
click!
the white flash of your phone's camera brought you back to satoru's attention.
"what the? dad!! what are you doing?"
"relax, sweets." he says with a cocky grin. "im only sending them to myself."
"what—"
"like i said," he starts, standing behind you once again. "you're mine. and i'm the only one who gets to see you like this." he's snapping another photo with one hand and snaking an arm around your waist with another.
"touch you like this," he's leaning down, whispering into your ear. he throws your phone back on the bed and uses his now free hand to grab ahold of your breast.
"hold you like this," satoru is murmuring again as he picks you up, cowgirl style. if you blink, you'd miss the slient warping of his technique as he teleports you both from your room to his.
"because, baby," he's laying you down on his soft cottony bed. "you were made for me"
your mouth flies agape only to shut again. he's quite literally right, in the sense that you were made for him.
so satoru can't bring himself to feel the least bit bad when he's tearing off your adorable lacy lingerie (he'll buy you a new one) with his teeth.
of course you feel the instict to want to hide yourself again, but satoru pins your hands above your head.
"stop it — i want to see you. you're beautiful..." he whispers. "and you're all mine."
and satoru gojo doesn't let you forget it for the rest of the night. you both lost track how many times you came while he fucked you — lingere completely destroyed.
"don't worry, baby," he reassures you. "i'll buy you ten more."
a/n ty for the request. i think i kinda flopped on this tho >.<
I love intox drugs but nothing quite makes my brain as small as good ol' mushrooms does.
Our brains goes crazy making new brain path and the need to have stimulations is so strong. Never too aggressive though, everything has to stay soft and gentle so you don't spiral into a bad trip now. it’s almost like you need an age rating on content now!
Colours, shapes and life in general looks so bright yet so hyper visual and a little too intense. So you end up looking at everything with a childlike wonder again but yet a fear as well.
Creativity, exploration on an all time high yet you’re so melty and the intense body loads keeps you slow and stupid too. You keep trying to get out your thoughts, but you end up babbling and making no silly sense!
Needing a good soft trip "sitter" to keep your headspace soft and guide you through transitions. Even to help you do the smallest of things since you're too mushy brained to even open that package silly!
Playing video games feels like picking up a controller for the first time. The objective is totally out the door and your motor skills are fried so you move your character just enough to oou and ahh at the pretty pictures on the screen.
Trip activities are almost always regression based. To list a kiddy few, colouring, fidget toys, sensory input activities. stuffies for comfort, pillows and blankets to make a soft land of plush to lay in dumb brained <3
Sexuality now feels like a real form of exploration. Sensations and ways pleasure has never felt before. Ways to cum and stroke like you've never tried, and such strong emotions behind it all too. It's a real way of relearning your body, with or without another person.
But nothing will make me feel like a stupid dumb baby girl more than staring at a wall and watching it melt. It truly feels like a ditzy dummy move to stare off in nothing but content with visuals in your eyes.
