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apex predator, yeah right
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We all know how gorgons work. If you look at her face, you turn to stone, or at least get encased in stone.
Imagine a gorgon who triggers this effect not when you look at her face, but when you look at her... Other assets.
She looks away from you for one moment, and as soon as she looks back, you're already changing. She immediately knows that you've been looking disrespectfully.
And now you're petrified - rock hard, even - and completely at her mercy.
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Picture this. A half-dragon grows older and more powerful, and their hoard grows larger. Soon, they discover that their home is slowly transforming itself into a sprawling dungeon, magically altering itself to protect their hoard. This is highly inconvenient, but becomes a little easier when it attracts hoards of less powerful monsters, eager to serve the half-dragon as minions
From smaller mobs of goblins and kobolds, to hulking trolls and werewolves, to otherworldly slimes and mimics, the list goes on and on. So many fantastic beings devote themselves to the half-dragon's comfort and happiness.
The half-dragon tries to keep the relationship professional, but the temptation is incredible. So many minions, eager to serve, worshipping the half-dragon almost like a god. The attention and reference feel so good, and it's hard not to take advantage.
This goes on, until the half-dragon has a brilliant idea: tempt the minions right back. The half-dragon begins dressing in provocative clothing, and giving 'innocent' tasks like massages.
All to determine which minions are really attracted to the half-dragon. To determine which ones would have sex with them, even without the instinct to serve, even despite the instinct to serve.
And then, the half-dragon grants their wish.
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Nervous and pent up werewolf lover, who thinks they're safe from transforming in the daytime.
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Geological elemental lover from the Moon, whose chiseled exterior reflects the sunshine so beautifully.
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Imagine a sex robot, but in a setting where sapient robots are fully autonomous members of society. A robot's body plan is a reflection of their profession and/or hobby, and can be exchanged for a different one if the robot wishes.
Any robot whose main body is designed for fucking and/or being fucked by humans has that body because giving humans sexual gratification is their passion, there's truly nothing they would rather do.
And it's very common for robots who are close with certain humans to have such a body stored away.
Imagine such a robot with a tramp stamp or a womb tattoo that says "please wipe down machine after use".
And on top of all that, imagine that this is a setting where it's common for humans to have their brains put in robotic bodies, meaning humans can become sex robots if that's what they want.
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A recently turned werewolf has had it easier than some, being accepted and unconditionally loved by a pack of their own kind.
But the transition still hasn't been easy, and they're about to face a brand new trial. Mating season is coming up.
And as always, the pack steps in to help. Another member, one who's been a werewolf for much longer, offers training.
Now, when the time comes, you're gonna be hit hard. Your instincts are gonna be harder to ignore than ever, and while that's perfectly natural, you could seriously hurt someone and get yourself into trouble if you don't know what you're doing. So I'm gonna be your mate this season. If you need to fuck, you're gonna fuck me. No one else. Not until I'm sure you're ready. Got it?
So the two mates spend the season practically locked together full time. The newer werewolf mounting and rutting constantly, getting their aggressive instincts out of their system. The more seasoned werewolf taking it like a champ, offering constructive criticism and reassurance throughout.
When the season ends, congratulations are in order. The newer werewolf has become much more confident and restrained, they have the skills they need to safely mate with anyone they want.
But as soon as that urge hits them again, the newer werewolf goes right back to their old tutor. They both pick up right where they left off, though at this point, they're just fooling around, exploring each other without the added pressure of teaching and learning.
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A vampire/human couple runs into a problem when the human becomes a werewolf. Due to the incompatibility of the two curses, the vampire can no longer feed on their lover's blood.
This is a tragic loss of intimacy for the pair, but life (undeath) goes on, and the couple finds a new human who can feed the vampire. The vampire feels uneasy about it, it almost feels like cheating, but the werewolf is understanding.
However, the vampire isn't the only one with needs. The werewolf has begun experiencing mating cycles, and the scent of the human's living, fertile and/or virile flesh is driving them crazy. Of course they're very attracted to their vampire lover, but getting off isn't enough for them right now, they need to breed.
Of course, the vampire is understanding. In fact, through sharing their new human, they've regained the intimacy they once lost.
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I was thinking of what the divine equivalent of a succubus would be, and I've decided that since a succubus is meant to tempt mortals with sex, then the opposite should reward mortals with sex for resisting temptation.
Maybe you're in a position where you could easily get sex but do something wrong in the process. Someone comes onto you, but they're in a committed relationship, or they're in a vulnerable place, or they only feel the way they do toward you because they believe something that isn't true. And rather than taking advantage of the situation, you choose to do the right thing.
How might such a being - an angel or a god(dess), perhaps - reward you?
Coming down and treating you to a night of heavenly sex isn't out of the question, but it doesn't seem like such a big reward, trading one fleeting moment of gratification for another. Besides, it's not applicable if you're in a committed relationship yourself.
It makes sense that the reward they would grant you would be long-term.
Maybe they send a very ideal partner your way. Maybe they grant you better endowment in some way or another. Maybe they make you just a little more sensitive to pleasure. Maybe you can magically sense your partners' kinks and/or erogenous zones. Maybe they make you immune to STDs, sex-related injuries, etc.
Of course such a being could also punish you for giving in to temptation, or for using their boons too selfishly. If you're into that sort of thing.
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An already deeply repressed person becomes a werewolf. This is a major adjustment even before they start going into heat.
They're feeling so lustful, but they're too afraid to find out how the person they actually trust the most would react to their monstrous side.
What if they reject me? What if they're afraid of me? What if they never speak to me again?
So they resolve to tough it out alone, until they're approached by an impish, yet... Well-endowed succubus, eager to feed on all that pent-up lust with nowhere to go. The werewolf doesn't like or trust the succubus... Which is exactly what makes their offer so appealing.
It doesn't matter what this slut thinks of me... They're a much worse monster than I am. Screw it, this is the only way I'm gonna stay sane right now. They want to use me? Fine. I'll use them right back.
So, the two enter a strictly sexual relationship. The succubus likes to verbally degrade the werewolf, who doesn't have the strength of body to shut them up, or the strength of will to leave.
Oh my, you're giving it to me so hard! Imagine what this would do to your precious human friend? Would they even survive? If they did, would they ever forgive you? This is why you need me. No human would have you. Because you're not human, not anymore. Just a dog. A bad, bad, dog.
Maybe the succubus takes the mockery a step further, assuming a demonic approximation of the human friend's form. Bringing the werewolf so close to what they're convinced they can't have.
But of course, they're wrong.
Eventually, the werewolf's true nature - and real feelings - become known to their friend, and they're not just accepting, they're excited.
I can't believe that not only is my friend a hot werewolf, but they want to mate with me too! This is a dream come true. Why didn't you tell me sooner?
This is a lot for the werewolf to take in, especially after getting by on hate-sex for so long, but the two of them quickly get busy. Now the werewolf can safely satisfy their lust, and with time, they come to accept their own nature, just as their human does.
The succubus is not happy about this. They approach the werewolf again, and threaten to expose their previous affair to their human lover.
What would they think if they knew what their new pooch was getting up to? If they knew that a demon touched your body before they offered you theirs? They'd be disgusted with you. Just like you're disgusted with yourself. But they don't have to know anything. All you have to do is uphold our contract. You have one day to decide.
The werewolf, however, isn't that worried. They know their human loves them despite their weaknesses, and that they can be honest with them. As they expected, the human is understanding, even outraged that a demon would try to take advantage of their werewolf like this.
The two of them hatch a plan for revenge.
The werewolf agrees to the succubus's terms, on the condition that they meet in the human's home. The idea is so obscene, that the succubus can't turn it down.
But when the succubus arrives, they find themselves trapped, with both the werewolf and the human waiting for them. They can only watch helplessly as the werewolf goes to town on the human, wasting all the lust that was promised to them. And the human takes it all with smug satisfaction.
That's right, demon. Their savage lust? That's all mine now. And their trust? You never had that to begin with. They used you, but they never needed you, not like you needed them. So go on, watch. Watch how good I can make them feel.
The succubus, starved and impotent, can only lash out with words.
Unbelievable! You're actually into being ravaged by a monster?! You're a pervert! You really think they trust you and only you?! They're a dog! I had them trained before, and I can train them again! And when I do, it's gonna be you that's stuck in a cage!
The demon's raving encourages the lovers. So much so that when they finally climax... Some of that lust feeds the succubus after all, if only because some of it was inspired by the satisfaction of punishing them.
The couple is satisfied, and sets the succubus free, but they don't leave straight away. Instead, they approach the human.
Alright, you win, I learned my lesson... But I'm still so hungry. Can I please fuck them just one more time? I promise I'll be sweet. I just need enough lust to keep me going until I can make a new contract. Please?
The human smiles.
Well... I'll admit, I do want to see them go buckwild on your sexy, evil little body. I'm okay if you're okay with it, baby.
The werewolf looks sheepish, before steeling themself.
That's all they needed to hear.
They pounce on the succubus, pinning them down. As the werewolf uses their body, and the human watches - in awe at what their lover can do when safety is not a concern - the succubus does not degrade. They can only moan with pleasure as they passively feed on the lust of two mortals.
The werewolf continues until they're completely spent. The succubus is prepared to leave, until the human decides to have their own turn with them. Ever the glutton, the succubus obliges.
It's only after that the succubus leaves... But not before forming a new contract, losing a 'dog' and gaining two new masters. A pretty good deal for everyone involved, really.
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I'm sorry people are acting ignorant and unkind toward you.
Obviously, you're a strapping and handsome prince. The kind that would catch the eye of a perfectly civilized half-dragon, and activate monstrous instincts that he thought he had under control.
Whose mind becomes ruled by fantasies of carrying you away to some secluded lair, showering you in plundered riches, and slaughtering any fool who would try to steal you back or deny the truth that you are the handsomest prince in the land. Fantasies of pinning you atop a hoard of precious metals and gems, ravaging your hole with his ribbed and knotted cock, and roaming your body with his massive scaled hands. Fantasies of being so overcome with greed and lust for you, that he cannot suppress his urges if he wants to. And deep down, he really doesn't want to.
Would you indulge the man's fantasies? Or would you have your retinue bind him in place for even dreaming to possess a prince, and have your own way with him instead?
- @needy-n-knotty
if the situation were thrust upon me, I would delight greatly in becoming a horny dragon's most prized possession 😵💫😵💫😵💫 getting treated like a fleshlight and being made to take his knot over and over would knock all the semblance of royalty from me
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Important details about my ideal monster body:
Some expressive pointy animal ears and an equally expressive tail.
A snout full of long sharp teeth, and a big, thick, long, slobbery tongue.
Can purr.
Four arms. All the better to hold you down and spread you open with.
A knot, obviously. Less obviously, my knot purrs in response to touch.
Can turn invisible.
Can read your mind.
Can slather you in corrosive saliva that disintegrates your clothes while leaving your body unharmed.
Can inject you with venom that transforms your body to be flexible and durable, makes your holes very slick, and makes your brain all horny. As a side effect, your body might change into something closer to your own ideal monster body.
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A character with telepathy is hanging out with their friend group, when they all realize that they've been having the same recurring erotic dream, and it dawns on the character that they've been unwittingly projecting their sexual fantasies to their friends in their sleep.
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Imagine a character with super-speed who, due to a combination of their generally fast-thinking and impatient brain (and perhaps their resistance to friction to some degree), takes much quicker and more intense stimulus to get off.
Masturbation is no issue, but people who are limited to moving at normal speeds can't really do much for them.
Now, maybe the character in question is actually into this. They can make their partner cum again and again before they even get close. Hell, maybe they choose not to get themself off, perpetually edging themself.
Or, maybe they really wish they could get off with their partner, and this inability is really frustrating for them. And feeling embarrassed, and not wanting to make their partner feel inadequate, they resort to faking orgasms for the foreseeable future.
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We all know how gorgons work. If you look at her face, you turn to stone, or at least get encased in stone.
Imagine a gorgon who triggers this effect not when you look at her face, but when you look at her... Other assets.
She looks away from you for one moment, and as soon as she looks back, you're already changing. She immediately knows that you've been looking disrespectfully.
And now you're petrified - rock hard, even - and completely at her mercy.
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I see almost no hornyposts about satyrs and i think this is a great crime.
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[NSFW | 18+]
Characters: m!kraken x gn!reader
Content: tentacle sex
Your new kraken boyfriend has tentacles that change color based on how he feels. The more he feels, the brighter and more widespread the color becomes.
He doesn't really understand how humans work so when he sees your cheeks and chest become flushed during sex, he thinks you change color like he does. But when he notices that you're only slightly red, he thinks you're only a little bit aroused.
So he decides to double down on his efforts to please you, adding more tentacles while he fucks you, filling all your holes as much as he can, and fucking you as often as you'll let him. You don't understand why he's suddenly so fervent in his love-making but you can't complain one bit because it's amazing.
He keeps going at it until you've had too much and you ask him to stop. Defeated, he slinks away, his tentacles a deep blue color tinged with pink. When you chase after him to ask what's wrong, he tells you he's sad and embarrassed that he can't seem to please you enough to make you more red. Laughing, you explain that humans don't work like that and that this is the best sex you've ever had.
Delighted, he turns bright yellow and proceeds to fuck you again, even more enthusiastically than before. You're too sore and exhausted but you let him because he's just so cute and eager about it.
Tip Jar :)
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Werewolf roommate with super sensitive hearing.
He doesn’t mean to be a perv but he can’t keep himself from stroking his cock when he hears you masturbating late at night. Your moans and soft whines just get him so hard.
He always tries to match his pace to yours, especially loving when you take your time and edge yourself. His knot throbbing with need but being denied.
He always swears it’s the last time he will do this but once he hears you again he’s straight back to jerking himself off.
He manages to keep himself under control until one night he hears you moan out his name. A fierce possessiveness takes over and within seconds he is swinging your door open.
You don’t even have time to get over your shock before his long and think tongue is buried in your pussy.
He spends hours fucking you in every possible way, laying claim to your body.
As you both drift off to sleep he decide that while he loves you moans and soft whines, nothing compares to the sound of you screaming out his name in ecstasy.
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