kit

18 she/he

[tourniquetted]

nsft intro

heyy im kit! this is my first foray into nsft and im excited to meet people on the same freakuency as myself 🧡 im a bisexual & bigender (but very feminine presenting) kinkster and you can refer to me by either he/him or she/her.

a bit about me: im studying english at the collegiate level! i love to roller skate, sunbathe, write shitty poetry, thrift/antique, and do amateur photography! i am a pretty big gamer too.

kink wise, im very subby. am mostly here because of my fart and wedgie kinks. i love all forms of degradation and humiliation! boots are pretty hot too. i am into a teensy bit of copro. i loooove dilfs and fauxcest too.

my limits are extreme copro, emeto, blood, anything involving anyone or anything who doesn’t/cannot consent.

my DMs are open and i hope you’ll reach out! im friendly i swear. i plan to post some blurbs n stuff xx

[tourniquetted]

ugh i wanna be humiliated with farts so bad right now. im really leaking just thinking about being shoved into someone’s swamp ass and made to huff all of their rancid gas 🤤

[transguyhounddog]

Dad who forces you to share a stall with him because all the others are occupied, insisting that he changed your diapers so it doesn't matter if you pee in front of him. Who waits until you're seated, too busy trying to cover yourself up as much as possible that you don't notice him bending over, spreading his cheeks to reveal his already puckering asshole.

Dad who can barely hold back his laughter because you can't complain without letting everyone know that you're sharing a stall with another person. Because he knows what it would look like to an outsider. So you just have to sit there and sniff his farts, each worse than the last, right in your face and lingering in the air after.

And besides, even if you tried to get out, you'd still have to get past him to open the door. And he's got a whole lot more in the tank.

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thinking about being the waiting room fart filter at a gastroenterologist’s office. bound and exposed, stripped down for the patients to ogle while they await their appointments. it’s just a long line of people with rancid sewage farts and bubble guts waiting to use you, a never ending stream of people whose holes you must sniff and lick.

sometimes they’re nice and don’t undo their belts— let you sniff over the pants. other times, you’re buried in the sweaty, hairy swamp ass of someone you don’t even know. maybe a seemingly composed woman will approach you and blow a wet fart up your nostrils, or maybe a slobbish man will adjust his bulge before mushing his balls into the bridge of your nose and ripping a nasty fart down your airways.

and all you can do is take it, taking in shuddering inhales of muggy, tainted air that’s more gas than anything. you have a new purpose, now.

doctor’s orders, after all.

[transguyhounddog]

Disgusting bloated father figures hmu