Imagine trying to have a normal Halloween party but all of your guests are REAL monsters that are horny as FUCK.
You see a fairy prince rubbing his bulge as you walk by, some werewolves eyeing your hips with each step, and you swear those “fake” vampire teeth just got longer as if getting ready to sink into your neck-
You’ve gotta stop having open invite parties unless you’re ready to feel tentacles and knots stretching you out.
Humans are cute, and you’re a particularly intriguing snack to monsterkind. With those plump hips and soft tummy, they’re about ready to tackle you and get to making babies.
A few drinks in and your giggling as a bottle spins. You end up in a closet with something you can’t quite comprehend and leave with your panties soaked with viscous black fluid and mind numb.
Some pretty vampire boys take turns kissing you, their cold fingers traveling down your body. It’s only later that you realize they’ve begun drinking from your neck, you’re too buzzed to even notice the pain.
Your pussy gets played with by an incubus who doesn’t even try to hide his flicking tail. Not like you’d notice anyways, you’re too focused on the feeling of his tongue swirling your clit.
Several cocks enter you that night, some slimy and long, others short at first before growing longer and thicker once they cum. By the end of your night they’ve all left some sort of claim on you, and you’ll be visited by different monster suitors until you pick which one to mate with.
You’ve got the sight after all, even if you’re not aware of it yet, and monsters prefer a human that came see them when they’re plowing into them.
Hopefully next time you’ll actually realize you’re getting pounded by actual monster cock, though.
I love the dick types that hide. You don't know what you're getting.
You could be making out with a merman, having your hands wander until you reach the part where it should be, but nothing is there, just a bump. But you quickly realized that a slit runs vertically along it. Your fingers began to trace along the vertical slit, and as you do, the merman starts to shiver and gasp under your touch.
The merman would be smirking between kisses, anticipating and wondering what your next move would be, or he'd say something along the lines of '' work for it'' or ''make it show''
Giving these types of monsters head would be the best. Imagine, you started with licking and playing around a bump, and suddenly you have a 12+ inch dick in your mouth.
Monster Overlord rules over his lands with a mighty fist. He tears down his enemies without a second thought and if even his own people displease him they turn into an enemy he must destroy. He doesn’t fool himself on saying he fights to keep the peace, no he fights to secure his position and he isn’t shy about that fact.
So maybe that’s why his people are so shocked to find out about you, his cute plump wife, and the sweetest person they’ve ever laid their eyes on.
When they first meet you they watch with trembling and cowering forms, shocked by the fact that their terrifying ruler actually has a wife and horrified over what he must’ve done to capture such a sweet thing like you.
They all slowly melt under your gentle hand and kind eyes. You walk through the masses of the city handing out baked sweets you had personally spent all night making. Their Overlord doesn’t say a word, he just shuffles close behind you, casting petrifying scowls their way.
Gods, the people simply can’t stand it. The idea of you being trapped with such a horrible man, he would ruin you! Tear you to pieces and leave nothing but the scraps.
But then you do the more curious thing. You turn to face him and their might Overlord actually bows down to your level, allowing you to cup his face with the same grace and elegance you’ve been giving them.
“Are you feeling overstimulated? We can always go back home now if you’ve had enough exposure for today.”
Their jaws? On the floor. They can’t believe what they’re seeing. Even more so as the Monster Overlord whimpers under his breath and all but begs you to take him home now.
The two of you retreat leaving more destruction and despair than the Overlord could’ve ever managed on his own.
And sure, your husband does ruin you and tear you to pieces. Not with his claws but with his massive cock as he drives it deep inside of you every night, plowing right into your sloppy fat cunt with no mercy. Yet you’re the one begging for it, locking your limbs around him and forcing him to fuck you harder and harder.
Your screams shake his palace walls and while his servants shiver in fear, feeling such pity for you as they assume they’re shouts of terror, both you and your husband know they’re screams of ecstasy. Indeed he relishes in them and in the idea of bringing more to pour from your soft lips.
Because the two of you take care of each other, you’re a team. Above all, he fights to keep his position in order to protect you. To keep you safe from his hoard of enemies. And in return, you look out for him. Providing him a safe haven from his social anxiety and awkward demeanor in public. Guiding him toward becoming a better ruler toward your people and making you proud. He’d do anything for you, after all.
How Different Monster Husbands Punish You For Being A Brat
Warnings: Sex, restraints, mentions of biting, mentions of knotting, cockwarming, edging
- Minotaur husband that punishes you by tying your hands behind your back when fucking. He knows how much you like to grab onto his horns when you fuck him and watching you struggle against your restraints pleases him greatly.
- Vampire husband that keeps you on the edge, his cock a slow drag through your wet walls. He bites gently at your neck all night but never sinks his fangs in. As dawn approaches you think he will finally grant you some relief but you are sorely mistaken when he pulls out and leaves you with nothing.
- Orc husband that stretches you out on his big cock but doesn’t let you move at all. No matter how much you cry and apologize, needing him to move, he refuses. Each time you try to move earns a smack to your ass, the skin becoming more raw and inflamed throughout the day. Anytime you finally calm down and start to doze off he gives you one hard thrust, jolting you awake and stimulating you just enough to have your cunt needy again.
- Tentacle monster husband that refuses to fill your cunt but uses his suckers to suction and overstimulate your nipples and clit until they are swollen and sore. The marks will be there for weeks as a reminder for you to behave.
- Dragon husband that hangs you from your lairs ceiling with gold chains, decorated with jewels. He keeps you suspended and at his mercy all day to play with as he pleases, a ruby ball gag keeping you quiet and obedient. His pretty little treasure.
- Werewolf husband that fucks you over and over but refuses to give you his knot. Tears stream down your face as you apologize and beg for it but he just tells you that you need to learn your lesson and brats don’t get rewards.
- Demon husband that binds you in a pentacle and makes you watch as he strokes his thick cock knowing you want nothing more that to taste and fuck it. Ignoring your cries as he releases his cum all over the ground instead of inside you where it belongs.
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Select a powerful entity to pledge yourself to who'll cherish you and transform you into something inhuman
Lord of the winter fae whose blood flows with the snow of winter
Angel warlord from a heaven whose creator has long since abandoned
An insectoid scavenger that feeds on dead gods below the sea
An androgynous vampire girl trying to restore the kingdom her brother usurped
A djinn possessing a supercomputer posing as a sentient AI
The lord of all rats who wears a paper crown and weilds a cardboard sword
Lich who controls the largest library in the world
Demon with countless eyes who owns more souls than any other being on earth
Mushroom lord whose power lays deep below the earth
Eyeless witch whose power reaches deep below the sea and into the night sky
Living clothing made of liquid metal that whisper strange secrets into your ears
The abyss at the edge of time and space.
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The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.
The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.
The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...
The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.
The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.
The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.
The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...
The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.
The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...
The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.
The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.
The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...
What about a hucow darling with a Minotaur breeder that won't share?
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Cow hybrid darling x possessive bull hybrid/minotaur
Tw: hint of noncon, breeding kink, mentions of public sex
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"Don't worry, they'll take care of you," the farmer promises you as he urges you out into the field. His expectations for you are high; your prized genes didn't come cheap. You've been nervous about this day since he bought you during the auction.
You hesitantly step out into the field, and the farmer closes up the trailer. He doesn't say anything else to you; only the sound of the truck starting signals his departure.
"Look who the farmer brought us now." One of the bulls looks at you eagerly. The other bulls follow his lead, slowly surrounding you.
They murmur among themselves, making remarks about you. "Aw, look at them. They are so scared." One says, pushing in closer to you. "I wonder how long this one will last." His friend, right next to him, remarks.
Every time one of them speaks to you, they slowly surround you, getting closer. You cower away from them, not ready for what they want to do with you. The tension in the air is so thick with so many expectations lingering.
Suddenly, the tension dissipates. There’s some type of unspoken communication amongst them. They all leave you, deciding that the field is more interesting. Only one stays. He’s further back, away from the others, yet you can still see the scars that cover his body.
He waits for the others to be far away from you before he starts approaching you. It’s like he’s meticulous with every step, drawing out each one to build tension.
“I will have you all to myself. No one else will touch you, and if they do, I’ll kill them.” He’s inches away from you, and you feel his stare all over you. He’s unashamed of how much he looks at you, letting his gaze linger wherever he wishes.
“Come with me, mate. Let’s make this official.” He turns and walks further away from the others. He doesn’t bother to look back to see if you are following him; he knows you will, preferring your fate with him versus the others.
You carefully follow him, not wanting to upset him. He walks you through the field, leading you to the far edges. He’s claimed and defended his land for a long time for this moment; he’s eager to make you have his calves.
He mounts you immediately, pushing his cock inside of you. You feel the ridges of his cock move against your inner walls; it makes you cry out. You never expected him to be this big. Yet he’s still pushing himself into you, making you take all of him.
The pain of him stretching you out is immense. You try to get away from him, but his hands on your hips keep you together. “Relax, mate, you’ll have me one way or another.” His mouth is right by your ears.
One of his hands travels around your waist, making you still, the anticipation distracting you. His fingers find your clit, light and slow touches. You almost forget he’s inside you, instead reveling in the pleasure. It makes the pressure in your core build as he toys with your clit.
As you feel the pressure building and just about to release, he takes his fingers away, returning them to your hip. His hips start moving, thrusting into you, his hands pulling you back to him. The change of stimulation muddies the pain and pleasure together; pleasure wins in the end with the ridges of his cock rubbing your insides.
His fingertips leave marks on your hips, his cock hitting you hard with every thrust. “You are doing so well, mate.” Moans leave your lips.
“Yes, let them hear you. Let them know that you are all mine.” You hear the smirk on his lips. “Maybe I’ll let them watch us from afar so that they know they can’t have you. Then I’ll chase them away because they are on my territory.”
His fingers run through your hair, curling it in between them. “What do you think about that, little mate?” The pressure in your core returns, squeezing him. “You like it, you want them to watch you while I fuck you, putting my calves inside you.”
“My dear, we’re a match made in heaven.” He lets go of your hair, happy with the information he’s learned. “Let them hear as I make you cum, so that they’ll have to challenge me if they want you.”
He changes the rhythm, pounding his cock into you faster now. Noises fly out of your mouth, overwhelmed with the stimulation. Shockwaves hit your whole body with every hit, making you involuntarily squeeze him. Grunts come from him, his cock seemingly getting wider with every motion.
Suddenly, he buries himself in you, pushing his hips into yours, like he can get deeper into you. The ridges in his cock swell more, locking you with him as his cock throbs, keeping his cum in you.
“Soon you’ll have my calves. But for now, it’s just you and me.” Deep breaths are taken with every word, his voice airy. “Let’s see if we can get them to come over and watch us.” His hand snakes over your waist. “Just one more time, then I’ll check the perimeter.”
