The cnc princess would like to- hey wait what are you… no no no don’t please just wait please no no please stop please don’t do this please stop please please ple-
oh i see so we're all having fun writing awful things like "cockslut" "witchbait" or "piss puppy" onto this poor woman but when i put "future superfund site" suddenly I'M the one crossing a line
little miss instantlossbait would like to ask you what you would do to it if you got your fingers on it, like, just in case, so it can know what to avoid, you know?
little miss instantlossbait would like you to ignore the way it shivers when you look at it like that, because it'll never be defeated by someone like you.
Lil sis streamer who's mom's golden child and is a massive brat.
Big sis whos friend jokingly sent her her Lil sis' fansly and has been on the "mega simp" tier for a year now even though she cant afford it.
another month of the small allowance she got from her parents, and whatever she could get from freelance coding gone, in the same place it goes every month, at least this time she worked harder than normal and was able to afford a few extras.
some people were addicted to gambling, others drugs, some sex. for Mia however things were so much worse, her little sister...
it started a year ago, a link sent by a friend, either to embarrass her or make fun of the younger sibling together.
but the second Mia opened that link her life got turned upside down, who was undoubtedly her little sister had a fan page, the same cute face that got her the world, the same room she had lived in for years that Mia had helped paint when they were younger.
and scrolling through the list of tiers showed she really didn't have much that she kept to herself, one bit caught her eye 'your username written on my set whiteboard' as a perk for one of the most expensive tiers.
Mia knew her sister streamed but always felt icky about watching, at least wanting her sisters approval first, feeling like it was an invasion privacy, but that night she did, and sure enough more than three dozen names plastered the whiteboard behind her.
barely even stopping to consider the sheer amount of money that must have been a month, and if there was that many on the most expensive tiers just how many were on the cheaper ones...
her curiosity wasn't sated for long either, later that night looking up feedback on various websites, looking at the attached social medias.
surely it was worth the 5 bucks for the cheapest tier to make sure she was being safe, working in tech after all Mia knew plenty about the importance of cybersecurity, that 5 turned into 10 into 20 under increasingly dubious excuses.
and from then her addiction really started, her sister was the cutest thing in the world and it pissed her off, always using that cuteness to get anything she wanted, manipulating anyone and everyone, often to Mia's detriment.
in a way it felt like getting her own back, seeing these private images of that fucking brat certainly against her wishes, it felt like some modicum of power, so much for respecting her sisters privacy after all.
and completely ignoring the fact that she was feeding her sister increasing amounts of money to do so...
and then a fateful night came months later, her highest tier which only had one spot was free, without even thinking Mia upgraded, barely thinking about the the list of perks that came with the tier.
being her internet partner, her username in a big heart on her set, personal good morning nudes and messages, borderline girlfriend experience stuff, customs regularly, things that made Mia's heart melt.
but then a message from the brat that had her wrapped around her finger more than anyone could even imagine, two of the benefits remained unfulfilled and she felt bad about it.
panties worn during crowd controlled vibrator streams, no doubt soaked in her juices, and virtual calls, as a sort of pseudo date thing.
both things Mia had no idea how to fulfil, she couldn't just give an address out, and a call would either be awkward with voice modulators and some kinda visual masking or completely out her.
and her sister was adamant about fulfilling them, saying she had never had a woman in the tier and was actually quite excited.
eventually Mia set up a po box to at least receive the underwear, but cited a nervousness she was trying to get over before the call, it seemed to at least let her sister rest easier but was still adamant about doing it sometime, even if she dropped from the tier.
Mia returned home from a store, walking up to her room she noticed the door was open, panic set in wondering what was up, usually she requested everyone stay out of her space and usually they obliged.
she entered the room, the light was off and she couldn't see anyone, but there was signs someone had been in. her chair was turned away when she always tucked it in, her drawers had been rummaged through, if it was a break in they clearly didn't take anything as her computer was still there.
"close the door and turn on the light" a cutesy voice she recognized instantly said from the chair.
Mia did so unable to even think about what to do otherwise terrified of what she did to piss of her sister after she had tried so hard to keep her addiction a secret.
"you really are a hopeless pervert after all" the brat said as she slowly spun her chair around.
Mia's life was over, she watched in horror as her sister came into view holding the pair of panties she had picked up from the post office only recently, a huge smirk covering her face.
"y'know for as smart as you make yourself out to be you didn't even secretly dispose of the packaging these came in" her little sister said before bringing the panties up to her face and taking a deep sniff "i see you've already had some fun with these~ gosh you really are deplorable doing all this over your own sister~"
"i-i'm sorry, i'll stop" was all Mia could say as she dropped to her knees.
"oh no way you think you're getting outta this that easy, to think my 'girlfriend' was next door after all this time, now crawl over here, slowly" the brat said.
"what do you mean?" Mia asked.
"im giving you one chance to worship your goddess, if you're good maybe i wont ruin your life over this just yet~" her little sister said standing up and raising her skirt showing a distinct lack of panties.
get along shirt concept but instead its a fleshlight being pushed onto two sisters cocks, so they can do nothing but frot and moan against each other in the insanely tight toy, while their mother tries to get them to stop fighting so much.
Agnes wants Manhattan Cafe's space impregnating horse cock inside of her throat, pumping octillions of gallons of seed in her gut every second. Which is why she's putting several hundred vials of her Ultra Explosive Uma Planet Breeder Formula in Cafe's food, drinks, and bloodstream.
All for the sake of finding the limits of the Uma body, of course. She vehemently refuses to believe that the stomach of a horsegirl is truly infinite, and she would be the one to prove it!
The musk of her fifty foot horsecock emanating from her compression panties also turns her on so fucking much, but still. Research!
Cafe just needs a little stimulation first. A week of her tied down and hooked up to an IV pumping her full of this sexy concoction, plus forcefeeding her it by the gallon, should be enough to properly flood Tachyon's guts until she can't handle another drop, right?
respawn chambers are such a fun idea for kink. shooting her in the head, then immediately ripping her out of the respawn chamber and shooting her in the head again
Sure, drilling a hole in her head so you can see her brain is hot, and yes, it's super degrading to fuck her brain to mush and cum inside her skull, but for some girls that's just not degrading enough. For some sick fucks, the fact that they're being used for pleasure at all seems to make it less degrading. So, what do you do when extinguishing that worthless bitch's life just for a quick orgasm is still too much recognition? Still not enough of a fucking insult for the little pervert? Easy! Once you have the hole drilled, press your soft gock just barely into the folds of her brain, and instead of trying to get all hard and fuck it, start pissing. Don't even bother getting off on it, on her, on her death. Snuff her life out as some worthless urinal. flood her brain with your piss and watch in the mirror as she realizes what you've done, as she starts crying golden yellow tears, as it starts to leak out her ears and turns slowly pink, as it starts to shred and carry off little bits of her brain matter. Watch her slowly lose her mind and die with the same dignity as a water bottle on a poorly planned road trip, and dispose of her just as gracefully, tossed in some roadside dumpster without a second thought.
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