#Mothman nsft

[grimethefrog]

There's just something special about the idea of being chosen by a cryptid.....

A kraken carefully replenishing your lungs with air while it pumps into you, filling your holes with tentacles and eggs...

Mothman bringing you to his cave and mating with you every night when he gets back from hunting...

A dragon holing you up in its lair and doting on you with expensive things, then making you get it off with your entire body because it just loves you oh so much...

A band of orcs protecting you from every possible danger, then when things have calmed down, each taking a turn with you until you're mindless and blissful from their touch...

[mothstink]

fun moth fact!

mothman prefers eating worn clothes, you should be more considerate and wear the clothes for a couple of weeks mothman doesnt mind if your a little sweaty

[monstersflashlight]

Commission for anon!

Request: Hi! I'd love a ftm reader x multiple monsters/cryptids (dealers choice) where he's a party favor. Love the whole play thing dynamic with free use and impact play (very big fan of pussy slapping). Would love to see how creative you get with it. Same rules as a private play party where everyone knows each other and everything was pre-agreed upon and he's the hosts submissive. I adore your works!

A/N: Hi there! This was very fun to write, hope you like it!

Best. Night. Ever.

Multiple monsters (naga, werewolf, alien and mothman) x trans masc!reader || free use, impact play, sharing is caring, bondage, dirty talk (lowkey), spit-roasting

When your naga friend asked you to be one of the entertainments of the party he was hosting for his Cryptid Club, you were a bit unsure, but after he told you what you were supposed to do, you were completely sold on the idea. Since your transition, you were a bit of a slut, trying everything and anything you could, and this opportunity was priceless to try some... supernatural fun.

You arrived at the time your friend asked you to, but you were surprised when he instantly got to you with a concerned expression. “Hey dude look, I know I told you there was gonna be a few more entertainments, but… they didn’t show. Do you mind being the only one?” You were confused at his words, not really sure what that would mean for you, but also really worried you were going to let your friend down.

“What would that entitle?” You asked, trying to sound reasonable. You were ready to fuck some monsters, nothing to worry there.

“Well… Now you’d be the only one getting fucked, so it can be a lot,” he explained, sounded worried again. He kept biting his lip as his long tail thrashed nervously behind him.

Oh right, human body against a few monster’s dicks. Yeah, could definitely be a lot, but you… kind of liked the idea. All those monsters, all those dicks… just for you? You were almost ready to fall to your knees and offer yourself right there.

“I- I’m okay with it,” you answered, choking on your own saliva when the neediness appeared. You were so wet you could feel the wetness rubbing your thighs.

“You are the best, have I told you that?” He asked, leaning down to kiss your cheek loudly, a hit of saliva that he knew drove you insane but always made you giggle.

“Yes, you have.” You gave him an equally loud smack in his scale-covered face. “So… where do I go?” You looked around, trying to decipher something, but his house looked as normal as ever.

He walked you through everything. He told you more or less how many monsters there would be, half a dozen, but said not everybody would actively participate with you. You were okay with that. You had to be restrained, as part of the sacrifice-to-the-monsters theme, and they could do whatever they wanted with you (within reason), which you were very okay with.

He helped you out of your clothes, groping you every once in a while, kissing your chest scars like he always did when you fooled around, he had a bit of a fixation with your chest. He tied you over a table, legs far apart and arms over your head, presenting yourself like an offering. He kissed your temple and covered you with a silk sheet, telling you the guests would be there in a minute.

The moments of wait were excruciatingly hard, you weren’t one to be quiet or still for long periods of time, and being tied up, ready to be fucked and listening to all voices around… It was driving you insane with excitement and anticipation, your cunt so wet you could feel your juices dripping down your crack.

Someone clapped, and silence fell down upon all. “Hello friends, welcome to my party. I present you our lovely hole-in-one for the night.” There was a chorus of ah’s and oh’s as he pulled the sheet off your body. You felt like the most desired being in the whole universe, all anxiety dissipating in a cloud of desire and heat. “Look at that pretty cunt, all ready for us to play with… who wants to do the honors?” The naga host asked everyone, you shivered, your whole body trembling with anticipation.

You looked around, watching mesmerized all the monsters in the room. There was a magnificent white werewolf, a green alien with fingers so long you could already imagine where those would go, and even a mothman whose antennae were twitching every time he moved. You were more than ready to be ravished.

Some approached, the werewolf chuckling when you groaned at the sight of his huge dick. “Don’t worry darling, I won’t knot you. Not today, at least.” You blushed at the innuendo and looked at him with pleading eyes. “But I called dibs, so I hope you are prepared.” That’s all the heads up he gave you before his big tip was breaching your cunt, you were drenched already, and he slipped inside as you groaned loudly.

He smirked at you, grabbing your hips and going further and further, to the point it was almost painful, but he didn’t care. And you didn’t either, he felt magnificent inside of you. And when he bottomed out, he didn’t even wait two seconds before he was fucking you mercilessly. You could feel the base of his knot hitting your clit at every thrust, your mouth hanging open as your naga friend approached, pinching your nipples until they felt raw and you were about to explode.

“I like your present to us, friend, you did good,” the alien said as he rubbed his dick along your face, slapping your check with it. You tried to catch it in your mouth, but the werewolf fucking you didn’t let you, slapping the outside of your thigh and making you scream. Everyone looked at you at once, and you blushed.

“Such a needy slutty toy,” this time it was the mothman complimenting you, his dick already out of his cock-pocket.

He was rapidly jerking his dick next to your face, which was average size but had ridges and some sort of protrusion at the end that you know would feel phenomenal inside of you. You almost begged him to fuck your cunt instead of your mouth, but you remembered you were just a toy, you had no say on which hole he fucked.

You dutifully opened your mouth and he praised you. “Such a good boy-toy, aren’t you?” Someone else laughed behind him, you could see a shadow of green, probably the alien, but you couldn’t think much about it before your hair was roughly pulled and he started fucking your mouth with intent. You gagged, and he chuckled. “He’s so needy, won’t stop gagging trying to get more of me,” the mothman over you was almost cooing at your messy self, drool going everywhere as you indeed gagged on his dick. Your head was pushed back, his balls hitting your nose as you tried to go further and he pinched your nipples, making you groan around his cock.

Whoever was fucking your cunt, you thought he was the werewolf you saw earlier, responded: “You have to try his cunt later, bro, he’s squeezing me so tight I think I’m going to spill any second.” He pumped a few more times and spilled inside of you, adding to the mess you were already and making you groan indecently around the cock in your mouth.

He pulled back and somebody replaced him, a new cock pressing against your gaping hole, but when you thought you were going to get fucked again, you heard your naga friend saying: “Don’t be shy, slap his cunt, he loves it.” You gagged, trying to pull away from the cock, already anticipating what was going to happen. But the mothman didn’t relent, he pushed further as whoever was on your lower half did exactly that.

Slap.

Your eyes rolled back into your head, your back arched impossibly high as you came. You came so hard and so forcibly that you squeezed the muscles in your throat, making the mothman pull back as he released, painting your face with his sweet come. You kept coming as he rubbed the tip of his cock over your open lips, your brain was so far away that you couldn’t care less.

“Does he always react like that?” The alien asked, jerking himself next to you, his hand already approaching your dripping hole.

“Every single time, he’s a slut with a pretty hole,” your friend responded. You blushed hard, knowing full well that he was right. The alien didn’t think twice before slapping your pussy again, making you cry out so loud that everyone around laughed. You were so sensitive, and it felt so great…

“Please…” Is all you could say before someone else’s dick was inside of you and you were being pounded into oblivion, a new cock being rubbed over your messy face as someone pinched your clit almost painfully. Not two second later you had a naga dick (the big one of the two) buried inside your cunt and the alien’s cock in your mouth. You were used like a monster’s fleshlight, and you couldn’t feel better.

“Slap him again, I want to feel his cunt squeezing me.” He did, and you saw stars. The milky way. The whole fucking universe.

One after another multiple cryptids fucked and probed and groped and played with your body like you were just a toy for their enjoyment. And you were. You wanted to be. And it felt fantastic. Better than fantastic, it felt perfect to be played with by a bunch of monsters.

You ended the night covered in fluids. You didn’t even know how many monsters came in you, over you… You only knew pleasure and desire and complete bliss. You were sated to the point of dizziness, and when everyone left between compliments to the host and you, your naga friend carried you into the shower and cleaned you sweetly. Always the gentleman. Before you fell asleep, his tail nested around your body, you could only have one thought:

Best. Night. Ever.

[reptileyan]

moth boy is in your house and keeps wrecking the place and you think he's a demon but he's fluffy and he squeaks

For Anyshiptober 🎃

Cw nsft, mental illness, paranoia, religious trauma/fear of demons (reader is safeish but very afraid)

Also the darling monster in this is an adult, but short, cute, feral and referred to as such.

You've been ignoring it for days.

You only see it at home, sitting on your couch like it lives there. It doesn't speak. It chitters sometimes. You assume it doesn't exist, you've seen things that aren't there before.

But this one stays, and stays and stays.

It looks like a void. Or a moth. You don't look directly at it for a few weeks. And then you don't look at anything, because it shorts out the electricity by touching your favorite lamp, shattering the glass.

It shrieks, and you curl up on the floor. You've finally lost it. It's cold and dark. And something unreal is messing with you. Probably a demon, your paranoia about one finally finding you tearing your anxious heart to shreds. You can't move or cry.

Soft fluff presses up against you, panicked squeaks as it paws at you. Tears begin to fall, and you're shaking, and you just want to fall asleep. You can't live like this. You can't be alone, driven to madness, haunted or possessed or hallucinating in the cold dark.

You're being dragged across the floor, sharp tugs. Maybe it'll eat your soul or tear your heart out. It isn't very strong though. Oh yeah. You're heavy.

Monsters should be big, giant things that tower over you, growing as they feed on your fear. This one spends several minutes trying to hoist you up onto the bed. It gives up and drops you, gasps at the sound of your head hitting the floor, running its hands over your head. Satisfied with your condition, it skitters away. You hear shuffling, huffing as things are moved. Fabric against fabric. It spends a few minutes making what you figure is a portal to hell.

You are approached, and you brace for pain that keeps being delayed, your heart pounds so hard it hurts, your sobs returning. You are dragged again, lifted with great effort, and thrown onto a pile of pillows and stuffies and blankets. No portal opens. It's a nest.

The thing churrs as you lay there. And that's when you decide to move. Thrashing and screaming, managing to hit hardwood floors hard enough through the nest to break the skin on your knuckles. You can't hear its response over the screaming. Lighting appears, forms into chains that wrap around you, preventing further injury other than a mild shock. Not damaging, just strange, your hair standing up and you get a glimpse at its terrified face, eyes wide, feelers flat against its head, heavy breathing. Hyperventilating.

You don't calm down, you can't, until you nearly pass out. Exhaustion weighs you down, and the thing staggers over, hesitates, collapses in front of you. You manage to catch it before it hits the floor too hard, pulling it on top of you. It's so small against you, slight figure worryingly light, barely sinking into you. It's cold.

You draw a blanket over both of you. It sniffles. You take a stab in the dark, decide it's a boy. For no reason other than you decided to be a boy, and you like boys, and you'd prefer to have something in common. If it indicates it wants to be called otherwise, you'll call him something else. For now he doesn't seem to mind.

You breathe deep, shuddering sighs wrack your body. He follows suit. You gently, slowly, over several minutes, wrap your arms around it, waiting for noises that could mean panic or pain.

You get a soft churr, it grows louder as you stroke the fluff on its head. Fur. Mini feathers.

It feels nice.

Little lights appear in the air. Mini stars, crackling and burning out. Your companion turns over, cooing and pointing as if he doesn't know he's creating them. You ask quietly if he has fluff inside his head as well. He chitters, taps your face with his antennae. You flinch and the lights disappear, he curls up into himself, pulling away a bit. A few minutes of humming and petting, and a few return. Slowly, dimmer this time. Pretty still.

He wakes you to drag you to the window in a wild frenzy, gesturing at the sunrise, beaming and dancing when you look. Sharing the beauty with you.

You are tired, and want to sleep. But you can't, because he nudges you every time you lie back down, chirping and peeping. First playful, then bored, then worried, frantic as it shakes you with all its tiny might. So you have to get up, on a saturday, in the morning.

It's awful for ten minutes. Then you're having coffee, and cartoons are playing. The fluffy boy, your self designated shadow, happily perched on your lap, playing with your hair, running his hands over your body.

You sigh, deep and low, and he ruffles, gazing up at you with a smile, as he tugs at your shirt.

It takes him awhile to find a way underneath, but he's delighted when he does, sinking into your full chest, sweet chirps and churrs as he noses into you. You think he's fallen asleep, until he shifts, and starts to rock his hips into your belly. Something thick, and warm and velvet and slick prods against you, shoving its way into your belly fat, enveloped by you. He barely makes a sound for the first few moments, just pants. Then lights are everywhere and he is extremely loud, you're covering his mouth as he ruts into you and squeals with delight.

It doesn't occur to you to push him off, just to manage the noise and let it have his fun, the odd little thing is harmless enough. He cums within a minute and it's everywhere, copious amounts running down your chest and dampening his fluff as he nips and licks at you. Lovely.

The bath is the worst part, you don't get fully electrocuted, but you make a note to get a rubber hazmat suit or something.

He squeals indignantly, even after you wrap him in a dryer-warmed towel. Chuffing and stomping away to flop in the nest, you watch him go, and google what moths eat, and begin to draw a diagram indicating water plus electricity equals dead human.

It stomps back out before you can finish to chitter at you, climbing up your body, shivering. You decide he eats human food, and go back to your cartoons and blankets, mumbling an apology for daring to cleanse him as you order a pizza.

A power outage happened across a third of the city last night. Does anyone even sell rubber lamps? Rubber moth cages?

He nuzzles into you. The damp fluff feels weird.

He churrs and begins to rock into you again.

[squishysoftmonsters]

Triggers : Sexual Content/Expansion/Ovipositor[Mature +18 Minors /Ageless DNI]

💚Imagine feeling the ovipositor of moth hubby going into your body,hole clenching onto it,feeling the eggs swell you,panting and moaning as your belly expands to as much as it can hold. Full and round,moth hubby hushes to you as he carefully pulls out of your gape.

My sweet little incubator..Everything about you is perfect..After you birth my young,you'll never worry about being empty.. I'll fill you up again as much as you want.💚

[butchsunbear]

Silky Wings (Mothman (mothbutch?)x human druid)

Kinks covered: Monsterfucking (obviously), ovipostion, size difference, slight CNC, pheromones.

Crackling blue flames were the only source of light in dark forest, and huddled close to the campfire was Priya, a human druid. She had been separated from her party and got lost in the woods. After hours of searching, she decided to set up camp. She sighed, "Bunch of dicks they are." She stood up, going into her tent and rooting through her bag to get out her sleeping bag and med kit.

She set up her sleeping bag and left the tent, sitting by the fire which illuminated her. One could see her clearly now. She was fairly tall and slender, with brown skin covered in scars with a head of long, thin black hair. Her brown eyes glowed in the blue fire, as she had to look up at it to keep the spell running.

She pulled off her leather chest armor, then pulled up the sleeve of her undershirt to reveal a nasty gash on her arm. She took out a few of the magic berries she created earlier, squeezing the juice into the wound, wincing at first, but the healing magic caused the wound to slowly close.

As she watched the wound close, a large shadow suddenly cast over her. She turned around, looking up to see a giant moth-like creature in front of her. The creature's body was completely black, with huge wings at least ten feet wide. It had a scarf of dark gray neck fluff and large gray antennae. The creature was at least twelve feet tall, nearly double Priya's height. It had an extra pair of arms, both sets long and lanky. But out of all of those traits, the most noticeable was the pair of huge red eyes the creature had.

"H-hello?" Priya said quietly. The antennae of the moth creature drooped in response. It seemed to have picked up the scent of something. Priya went to stand up, trying to tell if she had any way of communicating with the creature. The creature leaned down, its face nearly at the same level as hers. The creature stared into Priya's eyes, its feathery antennae twitching and pointing towards her.

"What do you want?" The druid asked, flicking her eyes back towards the flames. "Did you want to see the lights?" She asked, motioning towards the fire. She prayed her beast communication skills would be enough to figure this out.

The moth looked over at the flames, grabbing onto Priya's arm, and it began to make its way over to the fire. "Wait! Wait, what are you doing?" She cried out, not knowing the intentions of the moth creature and feared she would be thrown into the flames before she had time to put them out.

The creature seemed to notice her distress, picking her up instead. She was suddenly being princess carried in the arms of a monster. Priya hadn't been picked up like this before. Sure, her party's barbarian could pick her up, but he's a half-elf. They were super close in height. She was much smaller than this moth though, she felt more vulnerable.

As she was held by the creature, now sitting by the fire, she also recognized something. There was a smell coming from the creature. It was the same as the berries! The creature was excreting pheromones. It must've smelled the berry juice.

"Does it think I'm another moth? No... maybe it just likes the light and the smell." She thought, but after a little while in the creature's arms, as she had started to get drowsy from the warmth of the flames and the fuzzy monster, Priya felt something hot and slimy against her thighs.

Oh?

Oh.

Priya sat up, the dwindling flames bursting back to life as she opened her eyes fully. The creature noticed her struggling and, in response, just held her closer.

"N-no! Wait!"

She squirmed more, and the creature leaned in, opening its mouth, which was previously hidden by fuzz, revealing a long, gray tongue. It pressed a kiss to Priya's lips, the long tongue entering her mouth, she squirmed for a little, flustered and whimpering before finally melting under the relentless affection as the creature's tongue pushed up against hers.

Priya wrapped her arms around the moth creature's neck, all the kissing making her head spin. Her groin felt warm, her heart was beating fast, and her hands were burying themselves in the moth creature's fluff. The secondary pair of arms stayed wrapped around her waist, the primary moving up to pull off her undershirt. Priya pathetically tried to push the monster away, but the creature was too strong. It pulled off the undershirt, and she couldn't help but try and cover herself.

"N-no, please don't lo-" Priya tried to say, but was cut off by the creature groping and kissing her chest. She felt like she was going to cry she was so overwhelmed. Her back arched as the moth creature ran a hand down her thighs, her lower half exposed as the creature pulled off her pants and undergarments in one pull. Before she could cover herself, the creature pinned her down with its primary arms, the secondary set spreading open her legs. 

"Oh god please don't look there, please moth!" Priya begged, the creature didn't care, nuzzling its soft face against her thigh. It emitted a little purr-like sound, the hands holding Priya's arms down soon linked with hers. It was embarrassing to admit, but she felt...safe. The creature started laying kisses on her thighs, getting closer and closer to where she wanted it most. "Gods this is so embarrassing..." She mumbled, her pussy all wet and needy because of this creature. What would her party think if she was found? Why did she let this thing do this to her?

Priya's thoughts got cut off as the creature let out another purr, laying soft kisses on her slit. "Ohh~ You...you're actually pretty...huff...pretty cute." The creature looked up from between her legs, slowly letting its tongue loll out and spreading Priya's lips. "It's ok...please~ Make me yours~" She said, shutting her eyes as she got too flustered.

The moth cresture started to eat her out. Priya's breathing started to become heavy. She no longer felt the heat from the flames, but felt extremely warm from the monster's touch. The monster's massive tongue licked at her swollen clit, the attention making Priya jerk and twitch, she squeezed the moth creature's hands, and it kept licking. She was getting more and more sensitive, as it went on, her breathing got even heavier.

At this point, Priya let out little sighs and whines. Her clit felt extremely sensitive, every touch going through her whole body. "Too much~" She whined, and the moth creature stopped, nuzzling her leg. Priya looked down, seeing those big red eyes shimmering a little. The moth creature straddled her waist, and Priya felt and saw a long, pink ovipositor on her belly. It had to be at least 10 inches. It tapered off a little at the end and was covered in a slimy fluid.

"You... want to put that thing in me?" Priya asked, though she already knew the answer. "I don't, I don't think that'll fit!" She told the creature, but at the same time, she didn't really care. Honestly, this moth thing was more attentive and affectionate than her previous partners. "Please be gentle. It's been a while."

As if something was triggered in it, the moth creature laid most of its body on top of Priya's, both sets of arms hugging her close and protectively. Her face was buried in fluff as she held on. The ovipositor slowly slipped inside. It was warm, and Priya squeezed the creature as it slowly added more and more. A little moan escaped Priya's lips, the moth creature moving up a hand to pet her head as it filled her up.

The creature managed to get about 6 inches in before Priya couldn't take any more. She felt a bit embarrassed, but the creature seemed to be enjoying her by the way its wings were fluttering, and it let out a purr. "You..haah~ You can move now, just st-start slow," Priya told it.

The creature moved its hips back and forth, Priya letting out loud moans as it cried out in pleasure. The two held each other close, the moth creature leaning down to kiss Priya. She accepted the kiss, all the stimulation making her a little dizzy as the two made out. The creature sped up a bit, Priya moaning into the kiss as she sucked on its tongue. The ovipositor rubbed on her sensitive spots, and she was already worked up from getting eaten out.

Priya couldn't speak, her mouth full of monster tongue and brain full of static as she couldn't even put words together. She wrapped her legs around the monster as she came, her juices coating the moth creature's ovipositor as it continued to rail her.

She was nearly crying from how good it felt, the moth creature's ovipositor starting to throb and was leaking fluid as it came up on orgasm. The moth creature pulled out of the kiss, letting out a screech as it started to fill Priya with lubricant fluid and eggs. Priya's belly bulged out as she felt the eggs enter her womb. She panted and held tight as the moth creature kept petting her head. Eventually it stopped, slowly pulling out as green lubricant fluid dripped from Priya's pussy.

The moth creature picked her up, cuddling Priya close and kissing her forehead. Priya clung to the monster, almost afraid it would leave. It carried her into the tent, having to duck and sit in order to fit inside. The moth creature laid with Priya on the bedroll, letting out a little chittering sound as it wrapped its wings around her. She felt sleepy, the warmth of the monster, and the warm feeling in her belly cause her eyes to droop. The monster laid a hand on her belly, kissing Priya's head and purring.

She eventually fell asleep. The two would have to pack up tomorrow, the monster was going to take Priya home. After all, how could it leave its cute little mate to raise their babies on her own?

[macbxth-pdf]

A quick little story idea I’m thinking of writing

After years of saving up, a cryptid obsessed butch from the city moves to West Virginia with the goal of homesteading and cutting down on living expenses. It was supposed to be a peaceful life with nature, their root cellar and their dog. But that dream is shattered when their clothes disappear and all that can be found are their remains filled with large bite marks. One night, the butch finally has enough and sets a trap to catch whatever is disturbing their peace….Only to catch MothFemme…

[preg-canis-limus]

Eggs from a Mothman or from a Drider? Or some other bug creature

This is a layered question, what types of eggs I want in me and what do I want fucking me to implant those eggs. Probably mothman, ge seems like a tender lover, and they're thicker than spider eggs

[puppbun]

even mothman can get camera shy (づ_ど)

happy femboy friday the 13th!~

wanna see the rest and all my uncensored stuffs? go HERE!~

reblogs are also super appreciated and make me feel warm and fuzzy

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[grimethefrog]

Mothman:

Queer people & monsterfuckers:

Mothman:

Mothman: lightbulb

Queer people & monsterfuckers: uNNH cUM IN Me hgdgJDJYFKFKydkgDKDKgdk

[delphi-dreamin]

Uncensored version on X

Taglist: @sassykattery @yourboysdemonsafterdark @attic-club-sandwich @consolationblog @kyungjoon-do @sparkbeast20 @syren201 @flemmingbamse @biteable-pink-pixie

[cryptid-smut]

tell your boyfriend if he says he's got beef that i actually do not care im busy trying to smash mothman

[herewithinthevoid]

𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖑𝖞 𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖉

♡

uncensored artwork of moth shigaraki and my oc lyssa by Abysmal0 on my bluesky and twitter

[beetjuicyjuice]

Mothussy??

[squishysoftmonsters]

Triggers : Sexual Content/Expansion/Ovipositor[Mature +18 Minors /Ageless DNI]

💚Imagine if the naughty top was a giant moth monster who went wild on you,the obedient submissive with his ovipositor to the point where you forgot you were human and begged him to pull your hair and pump faster and harder while biting you as the little eggs stuffed your belly💚

[le-fandom-prince]

THIS POST IS SLIGHTLY NSFW!!!

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

mothman's my boyfriend, he gave me head behind a 7/11