"my Son Turned Out Fine"

the wizard's new toy

cnc, free use, somnophilia

imagine a depraved wizard trapping the nerve endings of your genitals in a magical fleshlight; it’s essentially a portal to your sweet little hole that they can use whenever and however they want. you still feel all of it, and it takes you by surprise every time they decide to play with their toy. they carry it around with them everywhere, and no matter how far apart the two of you are, they always have full access to the hole that belongs to them.

you could be sleeping, and they’d use the fleshlight to wake you up by gently licking and sucking all the spots that make you go wild, teasing you until you’re fully awake, making you reach the edge of an orgasm first thing in the morning. or you could be running errands around town, or out with your friends, and they’d fondle and finger you before fucking you good and proper. you’d blush and try to close your legs as if that’d stop them; you’re completely helpless against their power. no matter how hard you try to hide the fact that you’re being railed within an inch of your life, you can feel your arousal building and your desperation getting worse and worse. 

some days they simply use the toy for their own pleasure, completely ignoring your needs, before tucking it away, leaving you needy and leaking. sometimes they make you cum again and again because the toy feels so wonderful clenching around them, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it…

Mimic sex toys. Like, in the middle of what you think is a solo sesh, the dildo just starts thrusting into you on its own and pumps you full of cum.

Though…. While I wait for the dough to cool.

CW: Christmas themed fucking, bestiality, Santa

I’ve been having this fantasy of being on Santa’s naughty list. But instead of putting coal in my stocking, he stuffs me in his sack and kidnaps me.

Inside, I’m wrapped up in bows and wrapping paper. Immobilizing me, preventing me from screaming, moving, or trying to escape.

When he thinks I’m ready, he takes me out of his sack and merrily ties me to the underbelly of one of his reindeer. Stuffs onto their reindeer cock like a good little cockwarmer and takes off.

I proceed to be fucked over and over above the clouds and over cities. Cumming and dripping on reindeer cock. It seems to enjoy the heat of my cunt too, thrusting inside when we land and cumming into my stuffed womb.

I’m not the only naughty whore on Santa’s list either. Others join with me, moaning and crying as their cunts and holes are ruined by reindeer cock.

At the end of the night we’re taken off and shoved back into the sack, our bodies once more wrapped up in pretty wrapping paper and bows. We’re then left under the Christmas tree of our own home, bloated and dripping of reindeer cum, to be found in the morning.

Please keep work place safety in mind at all times

Today I'm fantasizing about… my doctor abusing me when I go in for an IUD removal. Legs wide open in the stirrups, drowsy from an anti anxiety pill. The doctor spreads my lips open, strokes me, inspecting my pussy before pushing two fingers inside. I grunt softly. They pet my thigh, shushing me gently, fingering lube into me until they reach my cervix, and the IUD strings hanging from it. They tug, testing the placement, and I whimper. Another shush, and they stroke my clit as they pull their fingers out. My hips rock a little as I get needy. I hear a clatter of tools moving on the table. Cold plastic slides inside me now, making me shiver. Still stroking my clit, the doctor pushes the speculum into my cervix and begins to spread it open. I groan. They roll my clit as my uterus tenses, then relaxes, and I moan needily as they stroke me and spread me. My hips rock again. The doctor grips the IUD and counts down from three. On three, they begin sucking on my clit, and quickly pull the device out of my body. I cry out, the pain hidden by their tongue circling my clit, soon making me cum while my cervix gapes open around the tool. I groan "Fuck" over and over, dazed, dripping onto the table. They pull back and inspect my pussy again. Watching my body clench at the clear plastic holding it open. My defenseless uterus displayed for them. They stand, cock in stroking hand, hard and dripping precum all the way to the floor. Jerking off the whole time I've been on the table. I try to ask what they're doing. They shush me, step forward, and begin to pulse streams of thick cum into my open, unprotected womb. I whimper, I moan, too drugged to move. They groan lowly, watching their massive load slide down the speculum and literally filling my uterus. When they're done impregnating me, they carefully close the speculum, locking their cum inside me. They stroke my clit again, pull the tool out, and immediately push their still-hard cock in its place. I cry out, aching, and needy again. They moan as they fuck me. Their cock is warm and thicker than the speculum, veins bulging and girth spreading me even more as they thrust. Stroking my clit slowly. Gently forcing me to take their cock all the way in. Pushing at my sensitive cervix. I whimper. I moan. I swear as they push in and out and swirl my clit into confusion. I cum again. Pussy suckling on their cock. The doctor fucks me harder, faster as I tremble. They grunt. Swear. And as they flood my pussy with another load, waves of cum pool at my cervix, waiting to sneak inside. I whimper. They shush me, fucking their second load inside with their softening cock until it slides out and my pussy oozes cum.

being strapped to the underside of a dinosaur (or dragon or centaur or --) and just. left there, cock deep inside you, twitching and moaning but not really able to move other than how you're bounced when they run, so deep they'll never slip out, slowly filling with more and more cum as they leak into you until you're swollen like a balloon and every bit of grass brushing against your belly makes you twitch and squeeze again --

Cum so thick it doesn't leak out.

YESSS god I love that honestly. fucking something and when it cums in you you can feel the Pressure, it's so thick, and slow, oozing in; maybe they hold you upside down so that each drop makes sure to coat all the inside, and when they finally pull out, you expect to drip and drool but... nothing. When you lay down you can feel it shift but it takes hours, so slow and inexorable. Every single drop is getting absorbed.

That mating pressed bunny post has stuck with me too much... Could you share any other mating press related thoughts, please?  🥺👉👈 I'll lose sleep over them for sure... (might have to hecking commission you for something along those lines bc whew 🥵)

Hmm hmm let’s see I happen to have another monster fucking draft that includes mating press.

I was thinking earlier about secretly getting bred in semi-obvious areas. Going to hide in a closet (for whatever reason) and finding that something’s nesting there in the tiny, pitch black, space—likely deep in a rut. It pulls you closer and buries you in its nest of random clothes and blankets. Unable to see, suddenly your pants are gone, your hips are propped up nicely, and your legs are pushed back before you feel the monster’s hot and heavy cock sink into you.

Before you can moan or even yell for help, its tongue is down your throat and its hips have met with yours, its balls against your ass. You struggle beneath it stuck in such an intimate mating position as it fucks down into you. Fearful of what’s happening until it cums and you’re filled with a comforting warmth. Thick, sticky, warm, cum rushing from its cock to fill you up.

Nobody notices you being silently ravaged in the closet for hours. Laying there hazy and unaware that you’ve been rapidly impregnated. Messy hole spilling onto the nest and still getting stuffed as the monster adds to its litter…

Been going crazy lately about being your average, plucky, caving adventurer. Down into the dungeons to find... whatever!

It's been quite a few hours since you began—maybe even a day already!—and you're starting to get exhausted. You light a fire and unfurl your bedroll before grabbing a pot and a water skin to heat up a little kettle. Normally you wouldn't bother, but the thought of going to bed that sweaty after hours of hiking through stuffy caves and hallways is too disheartening. You take off your armor first and it hits the stone floor with a clink, then remove your underclothes and place them beside your armor in a neatly-folded pile. You have a cloth from your pack that you wet with the water from the kettle, now pleasantly warm from the fire, and begin to wash off all the grime from your trekking.

You don't feel it at first, initially mistaking that cold, wet sensation for the cooling water running down your legs, but then you feel your leg get enveloped by that chilled sensation. It's a slime, large and blue and extending a loose sort of foot toward you like an amoeba. The creature is slick against your skin with a subtle firmness that reminds you of gelatin. It shifts the swell of mass toward your body before you can pull away, quickly swallowing your other ankle and knocking you off balance with a scream. You don't want to be digested by this thing!

You writhe in its grip as it engulfs your legs, spread open by the force of it's movement. Your hands are useless against the surface, only getting stuck in the goop despite your struggling. Panic sets in, and you feel your skin at the ankles begin to tingle as it reaches your torso. You can't help but begin to cry as you prepare for the slow and painful death you've heard about from so many others.

...But instead of continuing to swallow you, it stops. You sniffle. The slime starts to sort of... convulse a little, making your skin tingle even more, but then you feel an odd pressure at your entrance. Your eyes widen. You can see inside the warped fluid of its body that it is becoming slightly cloudy in the center, and suddenly you're breached by a force that makes you gasp.

The volume of the slime wobbles as it continues trying to force itself past your entrance, making you feel more full than you've even been in your life. Somehow it feels as though it is gliding into you and inflating at the same time, and it fucks into you mercilessly until you're well and truly loose and practically drooling from the treatment. Your mind is hazy and clouded, and you realize you love how it feels, opening your legs up even more to the creature. It finally settles with a soft quiver.

You think it might be done, but from your position on your back you can't see the bundle of solidifying orbs forming in its nucleus. It's not until you feel them move against your stretched hole that you realize its implanting eggs withing you. You struggle, but you've nowhere to go while trapped in the slime. You cry out when one of the eggs moves past your hole, throwing your head back, but it pays no mind and only continues. By the time it's through, you're a bloated, flushed, shaky mess, and sweatier than when you started.

It begins to pull away and you let out an uneasy sigh of relief. Your wrists and stomach are wet from some sort of mucus on its surface. When it pulls away from your hole you somehow feel empty despite the eggs bloating your stomach a little. You're too exhausted to move as it slides away into the dark.

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