#monster lust

[crypt1decstasy]

Yeah I'd fuck that dragon if it gave clear enthusiastic consent.

[monstersholygrail]

Time Traveling Eldritch God who does everything in his power to make sure you’re marked as his whenever you go out. Because even if this dumbass human that he’s possessing doesn’t accept it yet, you are their fated mate.

Time Traveling Eldritch God takes over control of Carver’s body on a daily basis just so he can get his needed dose of touching you. While his human is too resistant, knowing once Carver touches you he’ll lose control, he has no problem losing control.

From the moment his claws curl around your plush waist he’s going feral, yanking you into his broad chest and pinning you against the nearest surface. You don’t even get the chance to blink before his mouth is on yours, devouring your lips like they hold the world’s sweetest nectar. His toned thigh slips between your meaty ones and presses right against your core, making you mewl so sweetly.

He’ll torture for hours if you let him, kissing you till you run out of breath and grow dizzy with lust. Only then will he kiss down the curve of your neck and litter your soft skin with dark bruising marks. Ones that no earthly makeup would ever be able to cover.

Time Traveling Eldritch God is never satisfied just marking your body, he has to mark your scent. There are many ways as an Eldritch being that he can scent you and ensure it remains for the entire way. But his favorite way by far is to catch you fresh out of the shower, only partially dressed in your pretty panties, and drag you back into bed.

He’ll tease you ruthlessly but grinding his cock along your clothed slit, turning you both on so damn badly. You’re wriggling beneath him, whining and bucking your hips as your panties grow more slick. Which only helps him rub against you even harder and leak buckets of his own precum.

Eventually your dirty underwear is all soaked and practically see through with the evidence of how pent up you both are. He rubs his cock all over, even yanking the wet fabric away from your fat cunt and wrapping it around his thick girth so he can pump more of his essence into it.

Only when he thinks you’ve had enough does he peel them back by the seam and guide his throbbing tip along your slit, spreading open your folds and grinding shamelessly right into your clit until you cum hard. Your body convulsing with pleasure and your cheeks heating up in embarrassment that he could get you so messy without ever being inside you.

Time Traveling Eldritch God always subtly lets his hand linger on the back of your neck right before you leave for the day. Ancient magic flows through him and marks you down to your very soul with his own personal rune. It allows him to know your every whereabout and location. As well as allowing him a bit of control over your body.

Nothing huge, but during the day when he suddenly worries you might have forgotten that you’re his, he’ll start off gentle and slowly raise your body heat, causing your body to begin burning with arousal. He’ll have you subtly rubbing your legs together, growing desperate for some kinda friction.

But nothing you do satisfies. With a pulse of his rune he has your pussy throbbing with need, gushing with arousal and soaking your panties. Your slick mixes with the remnants of his cum and turns you on even more.

He doesn’t stop, keeping you right on the edge despite being able to make you cum over and over again completely untouched. Luckily he’s a very patient Eldritch God and waits till you eventually break and call him on the phone, demanding he talk you through your release.

And like the good mate he is, he works your body like only he can and brings you to release as many times as it takes you to go boneless with pleasure. Figuratively not literally. As both are things he can do.

Time Traveling Eldritch God calms back down once you’re back with him. The moment you walk into your home he’s on you, his human eyes and the many he cloaks from you rake over your form. All of his senses take you in. His eyes catch onto love bites that decorate your throat, his nose inhales deeply the scent of his mixed with your own, and the touches the rune on the back of your neck.

Gathering you in his arms he lets your presence calm is racing mind and the two of you sluggishly stumble onto the bed. The peace that washes over him in your presence has his magic slipping, his limbs growing longer and more indescribable.

You don’t even notice as you’re just as lost in him as he is you. Your bodies move in tandem, both of let out low moans as he finally slides his length inside of you. He starts off slow as if greeting your body with his own. But it doesn’t last for long, need gripping you both tightly and fueling you to start rutting into each other.

For once time is meaningless to the time traveler. The only numbers he’s thinking about are the numbers he’s making you cry out after each release. And if you lose track he supposes he’ll just have to start all over.

[kitcactusart]

Chupacabra pin up. The goat sucker

[monstersholygrail]

Dilf Monster Baby Daddy didn’t know what to expect after waking up still in your bed. After having claimed you and fucked you all night. At first he started moving on instinct. Slipping out of bed, putting his clothes on, sneaking out before your kid could notice.

But then he reminded himself. Fuck that shit. He had made sure you knew you were his. Nothing would make him give up that claim now. With a sharp pointed jerk of motion he sheds off his clothes and slips back into your bed.

The minute he feels your warmth against him his cock instantly harden to its full massive size. Yo remind you of that claim he molds himself to your back, soaking in the sensation of being yours too.

Nudging your legs apart he rocks his shaft between your thick thighs, barely grazing against your still sensitive folds. The already leaking tip of his cockhead teases at your entrance in a silent promise.

“Hmm, what are you doing?” You moan, your body responding faster than your mind that’s still foggy with sleep.

“Well… I think I’m saying a proper good morning to my mate,” he purrs.

And at the same time he pushes past the tight ring do your sex.

Your jaw drops and a long mewl pours out of you. He rocks in deeper and deeper, being gentle with your sweet sore cunt in a way that surprises you. And somehow turns you on even more. Yet just as you’re about to moan again, the sound slipping out of you, he slaps a hand over your mouth.

Silencing you and blocking out your airways. The blunt cut off makes you squirm and buck against his dick, taking even more of him. You wanna cry out so damn bad. You know he can tell too by the way he chuckles lowly in your ear.

“Shhh, don’t wanna wake the cub now,” he murmurs deliciously, sending a bolt of pleasure straight to your core.

Realization dawns on you and you wanna smack yourself. How could you have forgotten there was another person in the house? Better question was wondering how he could’ve remembered.

But even as he keeps going, pushing in deeper, he doesn’t move his hand. Not letting you fully breathe until he bottoms out.

Then is when he really gives it to you.

Not even giving you a minute to catch your breath till he starts pounding away at you. The mess left between your thighs from last night works as the perfect lube to help him stretch you out all over again.

Your bodies sloppily slap together, showing just how bad of a wreck you are for him. Your eyes roll back with every thrust. So much so that you’re almost scared they’ll get stuck there.

His pace is a brutal and relentless thing. Like he’s been waiting so so long for this. The friction is maddening and you can’t get enough. Shamelessly you jerk your frame into his, meeting every movement with your own feral jump of your hips.

Which only makes him jackhammer his cock into you harder and harder. Pinning you to the mattress with his overwhelming force. Not making you go without the feeling of his shaft grinding against your g-spot for long.

How works your body on his thick meat as if wanting every inch of your body to remember the feel of him. Pushing out the memory of everyone else. Not satisfied until he’s positive you’ll only be able to cum from his dick alone.

And he cements that possibility more as he makes you cum time and time again. On every available surface of your room. Rubbing all your special spots raw and then finding new ones or mold to his touch. Ensuring a mixture of both your fluids are sprayed everywhere like a claimed territory officially marked.

You’re not sure how much time passes but the sun isn’t even up yet when you demand nourishment. Your new mate has to carry you to the kitchen, legs unable to work on their own, so you can eat something. Of course he cooks for you, taking care of your needs like a good mate should.

But it isn’t long until he gets distracted by the way you look propped up on the counter. All domestic and perfect, he can’t take it. Without either of you remembering how you got there you find yourself pinned to that same counter.

Your feet aren’t even touching the ground as he plows your poor pussy into the next dimension. Not that you could use them anyway. At this point you’re nothing but a fleshlight as he bounces you up and down his length. Watching it disappear inside of you and hating the sight of it pulling out.

“Fffffuck, my mate. Need this messy hole so bad, you know I need you just like you need me. She’s practically locking me up inside her,” he growls, nipping at your throat with his fangs.

Swiveling his hips he aims to hear that cute cry in response. Ecstasy churns in your gut and he knows just how to hone it. Each pump of his hips brings you closer to release.

You’re not even sure if you can come anymore. But if anyone could do it it’s him. The man who knows and worships your body like no one else.

“Won’t be able to go long without me, right? Might have to keep sneakin’ away during the day to take care of this pussy. Make sure she’s all full of cum.”

His words hit you in a harsh blow just as he spreads open your ass cheeks and grinds his cock impossibly deeper, making out with your cervix like he’s sucking the orgasm right out of you.

It washes throughout your body like an uncontrollable force, unraveling you from the inside out. Just before you scream his fingers find their way inside your mouth and you suck hard as you milk his cock for everything it’s worth.

He doesn’t have time to pull out at all and honestly you don’t give him a chance. By the time your walls pulse around his girth he’s already filling you up so hard it may be enough to knock you up again.

Luckily you two have enough time to clean up and then in a blink of an eye your kid is bulldozing their way into the kitchen. They light up at the sight of him and he’s already thinking about how sweet it could be to expand this little family.

[owl-maiden-36]

stardew valley, but if you get defeated in the mines while wearing monster musk, the monsters fuck you

[slightly-knot-insane]

Our Quiet Life

[ m!orc x fem!reader ]

Nothing like a sweet life in a slow mountain town for you and your orc boyfriend. Moving out of a busy city was just the thing you two needed. Now you have a big yard, a cottage, and a couple of farm cats that adopted you on the spot.

Your neighbors, on the other hand, consider you quite odd; why-oh-why would such handsome and clever young'uns move here? There is so much more to do in the big city. So many more people and opportunities. You're actually the youngest people in the town - probably at least 20 years younger than anyone else - you will be so lonely.

Your friends agree: they are convinced you two are dying from boredom: no bars, no malls, no cafes, no movie theatres. Nothing. Only elderly folk, tractors, and the spooky abandoned town.

And, yes, there are no malls and no restaurants. The townsfolk are mostly retired. The road is terrible, so people tend to walk. And the town is almost lost and forgotten by everyone, swallowed by the forest. Especially your little cottage.

But that's why you and your orc boyfriend have never had more fun in your lives. You can do whatever you like, wherever you like, at most improbable hours. You walk around naked, sunbathe on your patio, and play tag like kids. You eat and shout as if you're the only people in the world. Kisses and cuddles under the sun and moon are your everyday routine.

And being so young and in love, you two also fuck as much as your vigour allows you. Every horizontal surface in your house and on your patio, and every rock and tree on your property, have been marked by your sweat and fluids. Your orc boyfriend especially loves the natural odors and your beautiful, plump body, ripe and warm from his touch. He squeezes your breast with his palm sticky from his seed and kisses you with his mouth moist from your juices. Such a thrill it is when there is no need to hide or hush each other, when you can scream and moan as much as your body demands, closer to animals than you've ever been. You are constantly wet, your pussy begging for a cock every time your boyfriend pulls out. The desire is almost overwhelming, impossible to satiate in one lifetime.

The quiet life offered you a carnal freedom you never even dreamed of having. A big city could never.

[slightly-knot-insane]

Queen's Teratarch 👑👹

~ The Results ~

You sit down at your desk after a long day, and join the notes both you and your Council wrote.

Minotaur 🐮 27.5 + 27 = 54.5 Dryad 🌱 15 + 10.2 = 25.2 Demon 💀 12.5 + 12.4 = 24.9 Orc 😈 5 + 5.1 = 10.1 Shadow monster ⚫ 10 + 18.2 = 28.2 Angel 👁‍🗨 5 + 5.8 = 10.8 Centaur 🐎 7.5 + 5.8 = 13.3 Naga 🐍 7.5 + 9.5 = 17 Living armour 🏰 10 + 5.8 = 15.8

Since your rules stated that the suitor with the least amount of points from each group would leave, the selection is as follows:

⬩➤ The suitors that stay: minotaur, dryad, shadow monster, angel, naga, living armour

⬩➤ The suitors going home: demon, orc, centaur

It is hardly fair to Demon, since he has quite a high score, but it is the lowest in his group. You consider breaking the rules and keeping him here. But there is another, not explicitly stated, factor important in your Trials: Luck. Unfortunately for Demon, he is unlucky, and that's why Angel gets to stay despite his lower score.

[monstersholygrail]

Bunny Hybrid Baker met you at his office job. Stuck in a dull grey cubical all day. You were the only thing in that place that offered a bit of color. He first noticed you, a bit ironically, at the water cooler. The way the colors off your outfit reflected against the water made him imagine creating a sparkling cake frosting that could mimic it.

The two of you got to talking about your outfit and you lit up as you went on and on. Something heavy in his chest that’s grown ever since he started worked here began to lift. That conversation flowed and quickly bled into the lunch break. You found yourself sitting down together for the meal just so you could continue talking.

Bunny Hybrid Baker once would’ve said, if asked, that the only closest thing he had to a soulmate was baking. At this time of his life it was a bit of a neglected soulmate. But his nonetheless. Ever since meeting you he’s found his answer changing more and more as you two hang out.

If it wasn’t painfully obvious, he’s a bit inexperienced when it comes to most matters of the heart. No matter how many movies he’s watched or articles he’s read, whenever he’s tried to practice in the mirror it simply comes out… wrong. Awkward. None of it came off as romantic or worthy of someone as amazing and bright as you.

You deserved so much more.

Bunny Hybrid Baker sets up lights and candles all across his backyard. It was kind of a weird thing to try but it felt right anyway. He invited you over and the two of you got takeout because as much as he bakes he’s a hopeless cook. But then… written on your favorite desert of his own making were the words, ‘Will you be my girlfriend?’

Your eyes glimmer with unshed tears of happiness as you drag him into your arms. He absolutely melts into you, beyond smitten. “This is the cutest thing anyone’s ever done for me. Of course I wanna be your girlfriend,” your murmur, already pulling him in for a heated kiss.

One thing leads to another as you both stumble throughout his house. He’d give you more of a tour but the only room he can locate right now is his own. His hands trace your plump form with a reverence, worshipping every inch that you allow him to touch. As he slips a hand beneath the seam of your panties he slows down till your hips buck toward him in a silent invitation.

You moan wantonly as his fingers delve through your folds, gathering your slick and exploring the heat of your tight cunt. Everything he does sets you off, the curious needy touches have you cooing against his lips and writhing for more. You’d maybe be more shy about it if it wasn’t for him messily grinding his rock hard cock against your thigh, both of you too swept up in your desire to care about something as dumb as nonchalance.

Bunny Hybrid Baker yelps as you both finally fall onto the mattress. He stares up at you like you’re some kind of angel that he’s waited for his whole life. His cheeks flush as he admits something to you. Something he wasn’t sure when to bring up but he hadn’t expected all this to happen. “I-I’ve, uh, never done this before.”

Your eyes widen and he’s quick to explain himself, fumbling over his words like an adorable nervous wreck. “There’s been others! There totally has. We’ve y-y’know just never gotten this far,” he reveals, almost too nervous to wait for your reaction.

Noting the way you can see his face twist and you can feel his tense body under your own. As you look down at him your face softens, falling into his gaze. Slowly your hips begin to k against his firm bulge and he whimpers, reacting to you immediately. How sweet. “Then we better make this really special,” you say through a breathy moan.

That night he’s positive that he experiences what can only be described as the best sex in history. You ride his cock with all the confidence in the world, only moving at a slow blissful pace as your hands intertwine with his. Your silken walls flutter and shake around his girth, sucking him in impossibly deeper with every thrust. He watches you closely, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Then he takes you by surprise as he rolls you both over and starts picking up pace, setting a deep hard rhythm that makes the bed bang against the wall and your throat to go raw from all the screaming. Fucking into you for hours on end without tiring like the best of the bunny hybrids.

Still not fully knowing what he’s doing he lets his instincts take over as he the into you, splitting you apart on his cock till you’re a babbling pile of mush and combined juices. When he can’t hold back anymore and you both finish coming he still can’t stop as he attacks your perfect fat pussy, lapping yo your release and suffocating himself in your sweet core.

Swirling his tongue in a dizzying pattern that you didn’t even know was possible until you gave him another load of your cum. While you’re past wrecked and into fully destroyed, he seems more than content and relaxed as he gathers you in his arms. He burrows into your neck and falls into a deep sleep by your side.

Bunny Hybrid Baker wakes you up with a kiss on your lips and the clatter of trays. A low groan leaves you, the last remnants of sleep fading away. There’s a whole breakfast before you filled with fresh pastries when you open your eyes. “Breakfast in bed,” he explains shyly.

It’s impossible not to chuckle at his cuteness before leaning in to peck as his lips in thanks. You sit up and start digging in. Explosive flavors hit your tongue as you try everything on the trays. Each one better than the last one. Meanwhile he’s barely eating, too busy watching your expressions.

“You made all this? Baby, you’re so talented! Why have you never done anything with this?” You ask, making him grow even more flustered than he already is. He gives you a little shrug. “I wanted to… I just-just got too busy with work to ever do anything. Something always keeping me from opening that bakery.”

A small laugh leaves him in order to lighten the mood and he scoops up a dollop of whip cream as he pushes you to lay on your back.

He decorates your body with sweets like he would one of his cakes. Sucking off whip cream from your sensitive nipples, licking chocolate down the ring curve of your belly, and slurping up homemade jelly off your pussy lips before diving back into the honeypot.

Relishing in your giggles as you squirm beneath him. And hopefully your mind is now distracted from thoughts on his dream that never was. He slips back inside you with a low whine, his foot thumping against the bed in pleasure. Intent on his new dream of making you cum so many times you end up passing out.

Bunny Hybrid Baker thought that would be the end of it. What he didn’t expect was for you to encourage him, support him, and push him when needed to achieve his dreams. It’s all thanks to you that within three years he’s standing in a bakery that he owns. With a name on the building that’s a clever play on his nickname for you. ‘Honeybees Bakery.’

Only a few years ago he was sad and drowning in a world void of color. Then you came in shining brightly and now every day is filled with more colors than he ever could’ve imagined.

“How’re those sweets comin’?” You ask as you slide into the kitchen. He quickly snaps a ring box he’s held onto for months shut and stuffs it in his pocket. “I, um, decided to make something else instead.”

You wrap your arms around him, hugging him from behind to see what new genius treat he’s made and your eyes light up when you see what it is. “Ooo, my favorites!” You chirp and swipe one before heading back out there to help customers.

“I know they are,” he murmurs to himself fondly as he stands in the building of one dream come true.