"Come join me, the water is warm tonight."~
Oh shit, you just met Nøkken.
Now, if you don't want to drown, you can shout his name or this:
"Nykk, nykk! Nål i vatn. Jomfru Maria kastet stål i vatn. Du søkk! Eg flyt!"
💚From my Monsterboyfriend art series
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Fire golem lover with a red hot glowing dick, his cum would burn, but in a good way. And as he pounds inside you, your stomach glows and bulges as he practically hits your womb with every thrust.
He loves seeing how your stomach lights up while he's inside you. It turns him on even more, and though he's unable to speak, he loves positions where you're facing him. His fiery pits for eyes are glued to your stomach the whole time; that's how you know he likes it.
Thunder-like sounds would rumble through his literally rock-hard chest when he's close to his limit, and when he cums inside you, you're pushed over the edge with how warm and thick his cum is. It leaves you feeling warm and fuzzy inside. He can't blame you when you get addicted to it, practically begging him to be inside you every day. It's simply an euphoric feeling that you can't get enough of.
WARNING! CONTAINS: Predation, cannibalism (talking animals eating each other), blood/gore, interspecies sex, rape/non-con elements, forced/painful intercourse, claiming, mind breaking, multiple orgasms, deep throating (tongue), choking/strangulation, breeding kink, talks of pregnancy
(I'm currently trying something new, please tell me if you guys would be interested in this shift.)
Thanks so much to @sweet-teapopz for checking my Spanish!
@lotusloong
The human city was forbidden for all fae to journey to. Not only was it dangerous to simply cross over the sea between it and your island but everything was toxic. From the buildings to the soil, the pines and red maple trees you knew so well could never grow in such a tainted place. Despite how much you were told to never enter the human city of metal and glass, you still found a way to reach it.
The elders of your flutter never told you how amazing it truly was; the streets glowed like the sun even in the darkness of the night, the humans who dressed in strange clothes with indescribable patterns and colors impossible in nature. Tall banners and colorful tents lined the streets with symbols and items you couldn't recognize. There were so many smells, collecting together into something deep and complex. It was beyond whatever could be made by nature and was indescribable .
As the night went on, you found yourself looking down at a quieter part of the city from your perch atop a tall stone crowned building. You watched the much smaller metal buildings —like carts but with nothing to pull them— go up and down the black stone path and make their loud, strange noises. You recognized the cross on the highest point of the building, the elders said it meant the building was a church but when you looked around inside, you didn't find any bells. You thought it was strange but the sheer level of rot in the wood said a lot. It was just like what your elders told you: "Man is master of progress at the price of preservation." Hiding away in tiny pockets of nature was the only way for your kind to survive up to today.
It was also a way to limit inherent fairy mischievousness.
Then, you were suddenly knocked off your perch by a massive, feathered force! Your wings managed to catch you by reflex but you were still through a yard through the air. When you turned back to where you were sitting you saw an owl. It loomed from where you were perched like a monument to an old god. Its eyes were wide, unblinking and focused on you.
"Fairy," he said finally. His voice was stern and echoing. It made you feel like a child being scolded. "You shouldn't be here."
You apologized before you realized. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to visit," you said in a small voice.
"Fairies cannot leave the island. It isn't safe," the owl said, "It is illegal." He was right, not only was it dangerous, but it was also illegal for fairies to enter 'Domain of Man'. You even wanting to visit the city was something of a crime itself.
"I know… I'm very sorry."
"Leave this place now. Return to your island or face judgment," said the owl calmly, each syllable was a threat. Two pigeons flew down to each side of the owl. Reinforcements.
"Oi! Ya' hear that glitter glues!", one pigeon shouted with a thick accent.
"Stay outta our territory, dust fly!", added the other.
You cried, "But I didn't do anything wro-!"
"Silence!" his voiced echoed. "For such frivolity of the laws, fairy, you shall face judgment." With a screech the owl dove at you with the two pigeons close behind.
The next thing you knew, you were being chased by the owl and pigeons. Forced to speed around corner and under street lamps, making dives and rises with only your tiny, insect-like fairy wings. Try as you must, you were caught by strong pigeon talons latching onto your arms. You fought and you fought like Hell but could do little more than dangle.
"Hola~" It was voice that was dark and teasing, smooth and cruel.
That wasn't one of the pigeons…
Suddenly you were jostled, something inside the pigeon snapped —a sharp, loud snap— and you were let go. Finally flying again, you watched as the bird plummeted to the streets below. You heard a loud 'bang', the pigeon corpse landed on one of the tiny moving metal building and it's blood splattered all over the roof.
You dove for shelter on one of the roofs. That was when you you saw him. He soared past you -tailed by the owl and remaining pigeon- and eclipsed the moon. He was a massive bat, maybe just as big as the owl. He spread his wings wide like a dominance display before he dove right back at his pursuers.
He went right for the other pigeon and tackled it to the roof top of the building you were hiding at. Your body cringed at the loud dragging sound but you still forced yourself to peek over the roof's lip. There you saw drag stripe of feathers and blood. Your eyes darted from the trail to the bat and his victim and back again. You heard a loud crunch and like that, the pigeon stopped fighting. Its wings dropped limply to the floor but the bat kept going. It offered no grace, in the pigeon's final moments. It just ate. The sounds of wet pops of organs being punctured and tearing of sinew were flooding your ears.
The world was spinning. Your vision kept blurring but you were able to see the bat rise from his prey -blood and pigeon viscera coating his face and dripping down his chest- and he turned to you and smiled. Every tooth was coated in thick red. Somehow you managed to snap yourself our of your terrified trance. After some stumbling from your hiding spot, you flew away as fast as your thin fairy wings could fly. You were unnoticed by the owl from before as it swooped in to attack the feeding bat.
Feeling safe enough —after you don't know how long of flying— you found a tall tower to hide in. It was the old, bell-less church from before. Crawling into the hollow mouth of one of the gargoyle statues, you saw that it opened up to the inner crawlspace of the tower. He wouldn't find you here. Just then you heard him.
"¡Sal, sal, pequeña hada!"
You gasped. It was voice that was dark and teasing, smooth and cruel.
You turned and saw the bat from before.
With him so close you were able to really see just how massive he was: twice, almost three times bigger than any fairy you've met and with a sturdy build to match wide shoulders and a muscular chest and arms. His dark brown fur was smudged with blood, mostly on his long maul. He tilted his head to the side when he saw you, almost curious as his eyes traced you up and down.
"No pienses que no te vi," he said softly with mock friendliness.
"Hello?" you forced out through quivering stutters.
When his eyes met yours, his smile got wider and his eyes got darker.
"I'm a fairy," your vice was shaking and your eyes were wet, "I'm not…! I'm not food."
The bat's eyelids lowered coyly as he cocks his head to the other side. "Of course you're not," he said as he wiped his mouth with the back of his wrist and grabbed your arm. You felt so small in his claws. "Now where are my manners? I am Emidio," he said and kissed your hand, "And what might I call you, pequeña hada?"
You gulped thickly as you smelled blood on his breath. Despite your better judgment, you gave him your name.
"Bello. Un nombre bello para una mujer bella. A flower in all but name," there was a carnal heat to his voice and a part of you stiffens. Emidio was right in front of you now. Now your height disparity was obvious -you barely reached his chest- he combed his claw through your hair and brought the fistful up to his snout, he took a deep whiff. "And you smell just as sweet," he said. You smelled blood on his breath. The metallic aftertaste made your head spin.
"That's… That's very nice of you to say," your voice was weak and trembling. You managed to pull yourself away from his hold, "But I think I should maybe leave. My family will start to miss—"
Before you could finish you were knocked to the ground. You looked down at your chest and you saw massive claw marks tore open your clothes. Your heaving breasts were exposed to the cool air, now with new long, weeping cuts across them. You looked up and were met with dark, dominating eyes.
You tried to get up -your wings flapping desperately- but you were knocked back to the floor. You were folded into a triangle: on your knees with your face to the ground and your ass in the air. Your breath was squeezed out of you with how forceful your chest as he pressed himself against your back.
You screamed when you felt him press his metal band against your shoulder, just above your wing. It was so cold and it burned into your muscles like a brand. You didn't feel the pain anymore when you smelled cooking meat.
"Trying to fly away already? Very amusing, florecita." His breath was hot in your ear.
You tried to crawl, clawing yourself out from under him but he used his claws to pin down your hands to the floor. You let out a shriek from the sudden pain of your poor hands getting crushed.
"But I plan on having you for a little longer." Then you felt something hot, hard and damp in a fleshy way grind against your privates. You quivered as you felt the weeping tip of his cock poke at your pussy lips, just barely entering.
"I have big plans for you and it would be a shame if you left so soon," he said, before thrusting his big-as-your-thigh sized cock into your unprepared cunt.
It hurt! Each thrust like a punch to your guts that got deeper and deeper. You felt felt your every muscle in your lower half get stretched to beyond their limits. His cock shoves your organs upwards in a rhythmically growing and shrinking mound under your skin. Your cheeks burned from your own tears as he fucked you mercilessly. You were ripping at the seams, feeling a trickles of blood and precum run down your thighs.
"My cock is too big for hadas… and your cunt is too tight. It can barely fit," his smooth, spiced voice now had a gravely growl to it and made your stressed muscles clench harder around him. "But it feels so good!~" he moaned.
"Too…! Too much!" you cried in a raspy whimper, "Don't—! …stop!" It was getting harder to speak from all the pressure to your chest and diaphragm.
"OOooOoooh, cariño," Emidio moaned into your ear. It made your head spin, but maybe it was from your lack of breath and the thunder-like beating of his heart didn't much help. Each pulse rang through your bones like a hammer to a bell.
"Since you insist~" he hummed, equal parts teasingly and cruelly. Emidio's furious pace eventually became uneven, like he wasn't able to keep his own tempo. Even in your fogging mind could tell he was close and it disgusted you to think about, but you were too. Just then, you came, spraying out cum in waves that gradually decreased in intensity until there was nothing left.
You cursed your body for reacting like that. You shouldn't have felt like that but you did.
Without warning, Emidio slammed his hips against you in a single bone shattering thrust. His thick spent flooded your abused pussy. You felt his semen pool in your cervix, it was so hot you felt like it would melt a hole out of your stomach. With what little room you had left in you, Emidio's cum gushed out of you in thick streams. Emidio didn't stop after his climax, he kept fucking your limp body. You felt his cum slosh against his dick. It felt like he was simultaneously fucking his cum in and out of you.
Before you could register being flipped onto your back, the sudden emptiness in your core struck you like a stone wall. From immediately going from stuffed to bursting to empty and gaping. Your combined spent dripping out of your opened hole in thick globs and puddled under you. You let out a pained moan as your stained, strained vaginal muscles flex around nothing. In that moment, you almost considered this feeling of emptiness was more painful than being filled, but that thought was short lived. In the span of a breath, you were filled to beyond capacity. With how big his cock was, your clit sat right above it and was rubbed against mercilessly.
Now on your back, you saw the fist-sized bump in your stomach disappearing and reappearing in a painful rhythm. Dizzy from being hypnotic rhythm, your head fell back onto the hard wood floor with a loud 'thunk'.
"Please… I'm begging," you managed to croak out, "Stop…!"
You just heard Emidio chuckle.
Despite the pain and the darkness, you were still able to see Emidio's face hovering, seemingly miles above you. The tapetum lucidum of his eyes made them glow in the low light like a pair of moons. Your eyes welled up with tears again, making everything blur and swirl together.
"What a precious little morsel you are, mi flor. Such a good pet," he said darkly, grabbing your face, squishing your damp and burning cheeks with one hand and adjusting legs with the other. He moved them so that your ankles were touching your bruised collar bone in a mating-press. The whole time, his cock didn't leave you longer than it took a thrust. "I could just eat you up, starting with those big, wet eyes."
Then he took a big, smothering lick across your face. Like a tentacle, Emidio's tongue slithered from your cheek to under your chin.
You cried but that just allowed Emidio entry into your mouth. His tongue was long and thick, quickly filling your mouth and inching down your throat. Your eyes went wide, feeling your jaw painfully stretch wider and wider just to accommodate Emidio and his invading tongue. When you tried to force a breath, you choked on him so you were forced to limply accept his kiss, let Emidio's tongue pump and swirl around your mouth.
His lips, his breath, his tongue, it all tasted like gore. It made you sick yet it also made you hungry for more. To your own shock, you kissed back. Emidio was pleasantly surprised by how you deepened the kiss and he rewarded you with more. You moaned around his tongue as you felt something break through the pain like a flower sprouting through a boulder. It was the feeling of ecstasy! You felt like you were melting into him. You became a pliable mass of warm, willing clay shaped by him from the inside out. That was when you felt your body tighten up all the way down to your knuckles clenching so hard they turned white, and shake uncontrollably before you sprayed your white-hot spent all over Emidio's crotch fluff.
But then he broke away and wrapped his massive claw around your neck. Emidio squeezed it warningly. You whined out something unintelligible as you reached up to him as a silent beg to kiss you again.
With hooded eyes and a sly grin, Emidio said, "Oh, you look so good like this and you're taking me so well. I think I'll keep you." His cock twitch inside you and his fur tickled your hardened clit. "For as long as we both breath, you will be my sex pet, my broodmare and, of course, my mate."
With each word you felt his hold on your throat get tighter and tighter. Every breath you took made a high pained squeak. It was getting harder by the moment to keep looking straight as your eyes began to roll back.
"Nod if you understand, cosita," Emidio ordered.
With the little strength you had left, you nodded. Then Emidio's claws finally loosened just enough for you to take a breath, which you did so eagerly. You gulped in air in loud wheezes, filling your lungs after full minutes of choking.
"Muy bien," Emidio hummed. He kissed you again, which you accepted eagerly. Your tongue swirled around his and you felt like you were swallowing Emidio's long tongue bit by bit.
Your weakened, shaking arms reached up to wrap around Emidio's thick neck. You barely had the strength to hold him. His short, fine yet dense fur was soft to the touch. The sweat on your skin made the little hairs cling to your fingers. You carded your fingers through his mane, making Emidio purr into your mouth. His purrs echoed off your insides, sending tremors all throughout your body.
Emidio's thrusts were slow now, but they were more powerful than before. It felt like his dick was going deeper and deeper each time: from the tip kissing your cervix to penetrating it.
Out…
SLAM!!
Out…
SLAM!!
Out…
SLAM!!
You never felt this level of pain before but you also never felt this level of ecstasy either. It was like finally being full when you never knew until then you were starving. It was comparable to love and you loved the feeling, or at least that was what your cum drunk mind was telling you.
You were close yet again! Your velvety inner muscles tightened around your bat lover, making him let out a loud hiss.
"Eres mío…" Emidio said between growling breaths, not even a gasp away from your lips. His lips were still wet from yours; a short string of saliva connecting you. His pace quickened: still rhythmic and dominating.
"¡…SOLO MIO!" he roared before climaxing for the second time.
In a thrust more powerful than any before, plugging you up like a cork in a bottle, his cum flooded you again. It was as alien and welcomed at it was the first time.
You looked down at your midsection, seeing a myriad of purpling bruises littering your skin. Even with your blurred vision, you saw how extended your stomach was: you looked like you were 4 months pregnant. Your hands —it felt like they were controlled by someone else— caressed your swollen stomach. Your skin was hot to the touch. When you pressed down, Emidio's cum inside you almost felt like an unpoppable bubble in your tummy.
"Don't worry yourself, cosita. You will be with pup very soon," Emidio said between heavy breaths. He brought his claw up to your face to wipe tears from your cheek.
You smiled as he nuzzled his snout into your hair. 'That would be so nice…'
Thoughts of being pregnant with Emidio's children and living on his massive cock lulled you to sleep. Before you were fully fallen, you felt him leave you. Without his fur against your skin, you felt naked beyond words. When his cock left your used opening, you whined. Unable to move any part of you, you were forced to feel Emidio's cum spill out of you.
"Tapas~" Emidio lick his lips before you fell unconscious.
EPILOGUE
You awoke to the familiar feeling of something in your mouth and the bitter taste of metal of your tongue. It tasted like meat. The smell of damp flesh was thick in the air made you wet and hungry for more. Your face was held in place by a pair of huge paws. They held you gentle enough to feel romantic, yet at the same time hard enough for you to not escape.
Not that you would want to.
Your eyes slowly opened to see that it was Emidio kissing you. Looking into his dark eyes made the night before flash before your eyes, from the horrifying start to the cervix-erupting end.
"Emidio," you moaned around his tongue. His name dripped from your lips like warm honey.
"We leave at night-fall," he said, breaking your kiss.
"What?" you mumbled. Your mind body were still too weak to do much. All you could do was limply let Emidio lay you back down on your nest(?) and wrapped his vast wings around you. He took care to not touch you with his metal band. Instinctively, you nuzzled into his fur, breathing in his scent.
"To the jungle, away from this cold place." He hissed at the word 'cold'. "How can anything grow in such cold… This is no place for pups to grow to a reasonable size."
He continued, this voice turned nostalgic, "You won't miss this freezing wasteland, florcita. The jungle is a paradise of color and sun. Our pup will grow big and strong —much like his father— with warmth on his wings and his belly, always full of the tastiest of birds, lizards and smaller, lesser mammals… and far, far away from the filth humans. They won't take us from our home again."
"I love you, Emidio," you moaned sleepily.
He chuckled, raking his claws in your messy hair. "Yo también te amo, mi pequeña flor," was the last thing you heard before falling asleep again.
I haven't joined Mermay in a hot second, and as a self proclaimed merfolk lover I couldn't let that stand 🥹🤲💖 so here's a sweet, chonky merman inspired by the beautiful Galapagos seals and curious islander who runs (swims?) into him on her adventures heehee 🤭💖
