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distant--shadow · 2 months ago
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here they are!
you can read their story over here
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picturesofthegoneworlds · 1 year ago
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Intertwined - Chapter 13 - Sure
It’s not long after setting off that the sun is rising over the other side of the valley. It heats and highlights the low-hanging mist that hugs to the tops of the forest canopy populating the bottom of the canyon, the last few days of heavy rainfall transmuting into a shimmering fog, branches breaking the blanket in places and parrots and flying lizards gliding in and out of it, catching the early morning insects.
“That was alotta stew to finish off, can feel it sloshin’ round in ma belly each time I have to make a little leap.” a large horned beetle scurries out of Imogen's path of descent as her boots ricochet her approach with each landing of sole onto natural stone step.
She ignores it, instead looks back on her previous tracks, at Laudna crawling on her hands and knees and on her back, her ass finding rock-edge and legs dangling over before she lightly eases down onto the next small area of level ground.
“I may have gotten a little carried away; I wasn’t sure of how long we would have to keep still whilst you healed.”
“Ain’t a complaint, I appreciate it - careful, this rock’s a little loose-” Imogen holds out her hand to Laudna from a few paces further down the cliff side, Laudna taking it before she lands almost nose-to-nose with Imogen.
“Thank you.”
“Thank you, honestly.” Imogen emphasises “I know – I bet that musta been stressful. Lookin’ after me, not the jump, although maybe that was stressful too, I wasn’t-” listening in.
“It was what I wanted to do. I do wish you would take this descent a little more gingerly though…”
Laudna's hand still in hers, awkward now, all she can focus on. Imogen lets go.
“Ya worried about me openin’ the floodgates again?” blood spurting from the sieve that is her torso.
They’re stood so close that Imogen can’t fit Laudna's whole face into view; her focus darting back and forth between each of her eyes and the movement of her brow, the quirk of her mouth-
“We have quite a climb until there is enough ground to lie your body down. You’d be starting a new cascade, a little red waterfall. I’m not sure how much the flora will appreciate that, all those centuries dedicated to finding a colour palette of their own.” A smile, subtle but certain. Imogen wishes she had kept hold of her hand.
“I’ll be careful.”
Imogen pivots and carries on, now with a bit of pause before each move.
(thank you as always to @distant--shadow for the illustrations)
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kartoonklit · 8 months ago
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i think it’s funny when people compliment my eyebrows they fr don’t understand how much that means to me like bro u have no idea how much lore is behind these bad boys i worked so hard to have them look the way they do….. always makes my mf week!!!
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firstofficerkittycat · 2 years ago
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ocd bones!! i never thought of that before but its so good! immediately projecting on him. i feel like i never see ocd rep tbh, in canon or in fandom, so im chewing on this like a cat with a new favorite toy
Every now n again they will throw in a lil organizational/contamination ocd spice into the non-horror cinema scene but they're too pussy to throw in the Carrie ocd. Wheres that russian doll ocd yknow. Wheres that all the women in our family have had powers untold and seen horrors beyond comprehension and now it's happening to you and I'm so sorry I am so so sorry type ocd. who will represent the haunting of hill house ocd u know. That's the shit bones has
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willsfortune · 2 years ago
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top 10 remixes
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starryskys-posts · 2 days ago
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forgottenbones · 7 months ago
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Ron Browz - Jumping (Out The Window) (Remix) ft. Forever The Sickest Kids
So the guy that made Pop Champagne decided to have a remix of another song of his with the help of a pop punk band...
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dontsweatthefresh · 10 months ago
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Ron Browz Feat Vado " Prasie Me" (Official Video)
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almahiphop · 2 years ago
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Rockness Monsta - Shark Tank feat. General Steele, Ruste Juxx, & Ron Browz
Rockness Monsta - Shark Tank feat. General Steele, Ruste Juxx, & Ron Browz
Rock aka Rockness Monsta nos trae de nuevo el sonido clásico con su ultimo videoclip Shark Tank junto a General Steele, Ruste Juxx, & Ron Browz, retomando su legado desde que dejó huella en el legendario Boot Camp Clik y el clásico dúo Heltah Skeltah. Una de las voces más distintivas del Hip-Hop, el maestro de ceremonias de Brooklyn lanzó su álbum debut en solitario de larga duración Rockness AP…
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distant--shadow · 2 months ago
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my fic is writing itself
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picturesofthegoneworlds · 1 year ago
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Interwined - Chapter 12 - Puncture
Hours pass and Laudna remains still, save for the magnetic push and pull to her whole body from the operation of Imogen's lungs, presence gentle and light like an old cat curled up in her lap but Imogen wants pressure, wishes Laudna’s head and shoulders would sink down into her chest, perhaps eliminate the weightless and dizzy feeling under her ribs and in her skull and stomach.
The deep navy of the sky blackens and the stars brighten. Imogen struggles to see anything past or in front of the pinpricks of light, deciding it wise to try and let her eyes adjust over summoning her own and maybe drawing attention.
A cicada-like trill resonates from nocturnal insects, and she does her best to keep an ear towards the trapdoor; tracking the absence of bone in plate-metal or chainmail scraping against sodden stone, hoping the silence maintains.
She also hopes the clouds and the rain don’t return – aware of the hunger for it and the reprieve it had initially brought, aware that she will in time wish for it again. Laudna dancing in the middle of the pathway running between the fields-
The recollection makes her heartbeat dance in turn, blood twisting and crashing through her veins in excitable tides; she sees the visible stutter to her chest through Laudna’s movements on top of it, as if her head were on a platter carried between Imogen's awkward and fumbling hands and her feet had dropped over an unseen step - like the ones she’d tumble down when she had fallen too quickly into a dream and had woken again with a start-
don’t wake her don’t wake her don’t wake her-
Right. Easy. Focus. It’s just like being in the saddle, not exciting your horse from erratic movements.  Imogen is confident there, is good at that - at a hold on reins and restraint. Control. Tack and the hands it is passed down from. Inherited. The burn of whisky, the bite of words. Control. The looks, the whispers she couldn’t hear but the thoughts she could. Smile. A tip of the hat and a bow of the head. Control. Two farmers and a butcher. Fingers that twitch. Lightning braiding around muscle and vein. Two men singed and on the floor. Control. Music. Sanctum. Hands and language and learning and being so tired, so ready to give over. Be freed from the fight, watching as her own skin is claimed each morning-
She doesn’t wake up alone any more.
Laudna's hands call darkness and Imogen's summon light.
It’s funny.
They are different, but also the same. A head with more than one voice. How can they even be expected to have-
Laudna's head rises and sinks and Imogen is pulled into it.
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digiindie · 2 years ago
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Rockness Monsta ft. Ron Browz, Bo Blakk & Milly Dod - Feast (@rocknessbcc)
Rockness Monsta ft. Ron Browz, Bo Blakk & Milly Dod – Feast (@rocknessbcc)
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ldigah · 2 years ago
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Rockness Monsta - Shark Tank feat. General Steele, Ruste Juxx, & Ron Browz
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unikron-kitten-kat · 2 years ago
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A Christmas Gift for Mythy!! @mythicalmyles
Shite gets kinky real fast!
Male x Slenderman obvs
And for anyone else who decides to read this: TW; stalking mentioned, Kinky Eldritch Pervert (Slenderman), mentioned death, death, bodily horror, yandere behavior (mainly unfortunate victims of a rather torturous predator) also kidnapping mentioned
Suffice to say Slender has been keeping an eye on ya for some time and has come to dislike any form of negative interactions you have with people.. And more often than not it is the randos you meet on the sidewalk than someone you personally know. He is not a monster, afterall
Kinks; predator/prey, degredation(kinda) and praise(yes), ddlb(mahaps, probably.. Maybe), and probably some bdsm, also prolly breeding, pet names (Slender calls you his Little Sheep/Lamb)
The Night Bus
You woke with a start, sorta.. Your alarm was going off for work. You groaned, practically rolling onto the floor off your bed and slapping your phone to turn off your alarm. You were in such a good sleep, you didn't want to be awake. You gathered some clothes to wear, gravitating toward your pastel striped thigh highs with jeans, shirt and your favorite warm hoodie and some warm shoes. You decided it would benefit yourself to brush your hair, it looked hideous, like a rat's nest. Must have tossed and turned while you slept. You brushed your hair, and you were already in your bathroom, so brushed your teeth as well, before gathering your things and grabbing a quick bite while you walked to the bus station. You couldn't tell if that nap helped or not. You slipped on your headphones and decided for your favorite song to listen to. As you listened to your music, walking to the bus station, you danced a little as you walked, not taking notice of the watching gaze. You decided to make a quick stop at a nearby coffee stand to not only help you stay warm as you waited for the bus, but to also help you wake up. It was cold.. Shoulda dressed warmer. You took to messin on your phone while sipping your drink while waiting. A few busses passed before yours came, you still oblivious to the devious presence stalking you. Your bus finally showed up, a double-decker. Awesome, and it looked as though few or no people were in the top. Even more awesome. After checking in with the driver, and finding your spot in the top, you finally settled for the ride to work. It wasnt even a couple moments when you felt someone settle beside you. Odd, there are plenty other empty seats.
You felt the jitter of the bus as it revved back up, and droning as it speed up to the speed limit. You were huddled up in your seat against the window, paying the stranger no mind, sifting through the fics your friend sent you, wanting to reread one. You couldn't help but try and subtly glance at the stranger. You did look. Woah. He was sexy. He was clad in a suit, his hair a midnight black, his features sharp on his face. He looked slim, yet strong and muscular. His eyebrows were arched, yet furrowed as he focused on a news outlet on his phone. You noticed they were mainly missing persons reports. What you didn't notice was his occasional smirk at a couple. You went back to browzing your phone, everything else blurring and becoming numb to your perspective. You jumped as you felt a large hand grab your crotch, hands instinctively grabbing the hand that suddenly grabbed you, your head whipping to face the suit-clad stranger. His pale face was twisted with a dark smirk. He scooched closer to you, almost squishing you against the window. You let out a whimper and squeeze your eyes shut as he squeezed your crotch. He leaned down, his mouth close to your ear; "Unless you want your guts painting the windows, you will be quite and do as I say, yeah?" His voice was deep, husky. It sounded inhuman, having a weird, whiney drone almost in the background, like it was part of his voice, but not quite. It sent shudders up your back, which his smirk grew into a crooked grin at. You gave him a shakey nod, removing your hands from his bigger one and grabbing at your sweater collar. Your legs shivered as the stranger began rubbing your bulge. As he rubs and palms you through your pants, his fingers are pressing into areas that just add to the pleasure, pressing into your shaft, or tracing it, sliding over the tip, it all has you shaking so hard, biting your sleeve in a desperate attempt at hiding you moans.
His hands suddenly snakes into your pants and boxers, quickly finding your bare shaft and pulling it out of hiding. The sudden burning touch has you squeaking and almost doubling over, one of your hands grabbing onto his arm. His thumb rubbed over the tip, smearing the cum beading at the tip. He pumped you, rubbing it and squeezing it at just the right moments. It was becoming hard to stiffle your moans. You flinched, letting out a shakey, airy moan as you felt the stranger's other hand creep up your shirt. His hand slid up your body, squeezing your pecs, his fingers rubbing over your nipples, only to slip back down and feel your abs and the dip into your crotch. His hand circled like this for a bit, before suddenly grabbing your neck. "Get over here.." The stranger mumbled deeply, man-handling you onto his lap, before moving himself against the window. One of your hands came up to grab at the hand squeezing your neck, the other still trained on the hand stroking you. "Name's 'William' cutie, use it." You breathly moaned his name, his hold on you tightening. With 'William' now choking you, the pleasure you experienced was heightened. It was not even a moment before you felt your orgasm nearing. Your pants and stiffled moans increased, giving 'William' insight into your approaching orgasm. You were arching your back, shaking, quick, choked and broken moans leaving you as you panted. You were on the brink, on the fence of your orgasm, but he wasn't gonna have it. His hand left your dick just as you were going to tip over and explode, his hand immediately covering your mouth as you whined at the loss of your orgasm. You shuddered as you heard him chuckle. You groaned his name as he rubbed his bulge against you, and shudders shook you as he breathed down your neck. 'William' chuckled. You looked down, finally noticing his large claws and twisted legs. His body felt suddenly bigger against you. He turned you around in his lap, you coming face to face with who and what 'William' really was. The faceless creature chuckled, his clawed hand still covering your mouth. He moved his blank slate close to yours, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut at the sudden movement, reopening one to see his face was almost touching yours. "Nobody.. On here.. Knows you are here~.." He chuckled, "The bus driverr.. Is taking us to.. One of.. My forests.." Shivers shook your body at the tone and sound of his voice, deep, gravely and husky, yet having a strange, static-y echo behind it, his voice droning, seeming to reverberate in you head, as if he was inside your head and out.
Snapping you out of your sex-numbed daze was the sound of the bus screeching to a halt, and The Slenderman pushing you out into the isle, you being slammed into the neighboring seat, bending over it before twisting your body to watch him. The eerie white of the moonlight shined around him, illuminating the bus in a foreboding, sickly light that only spelled your doom. He chuckled, leading into a dark laugh as he hoisted himself up, having to step into the isle because he wouldn't fit in between the seats, his spidery tentacles spreading out, spreading over the walls of the bus, his tall frame having to haunch over just to fit inside, looming dangerously over you. He cocked his head at you, "Run, run little morsel," Not having to worry about your pants, as they were already pulled back up, with your pulsing cock back inside, you hurried off the bus, not before hearing the rest of his dark promise, "Run as you like, but I will catch you... And make you allll minnne~"
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Into His Forest
You ran, ran straight into his territory and you know it. The white eerie fog somehow made you see clearer, the trees, sparce and dense at the same time, absolutely no ground foliage. The trees were bare of leaves, all appearing dead and sickly, you afraid of their branches as they looked horribly similar to the flailing limbs that adorned his spine. As you ran you took turns and twists, hoping that not having a straight path would deter him.. Oh, how naive you are to submit to the mindset of prey, when he is very much a predator, a predator hungry for something more than flesh, a predator hungering to claim and have. A predator that is built for hunting, and stalking, and seeking. A predator that knows your every move, a predator who's territory it chased you into, territory that it knows like the back of its own claws, a predator that knows what you are doing. A predator that will take steps to ensure you know you are alone with it, that you are the mouse and it is the cat in this rigged game of hide and seek. Your lungs burned and ached, your body begging you to stop and rest. You pushed just a little further, figuring this was enough space in between you, and The Slenderman. Why did you get on that bus, even after seeing the bus driver's swirled, hypnotized eyes? You were panting hard, doubling over as you cluched your pounding heart through your skin, begging it to calm down so he doesn't hear it, the thought only serving to increase its pulses at the thought of him finding you in this state, sweaty and tired from running, and scared into arousal at his display. You weren't sure if you liked that your fear gave way into arousal. You were nearly calmed when you tensed, holding you breathe and eyes widening at the sickening sound of a horrified scream, being abrubtly cut off. You heard another, this one fading into silence as the owner to the voice perished. Another sounded the opposite side of these two screams. You wanted to puke at the way these screams made your stomach twist and churn. You hobbled against the tree, hand over your mouth as you doubled over, trying to stiffle any noises you might make.
You needed to move, it was unsafe staying in one spot. A couple more screams resounded, you covering your ears at the horrid shrieks. You decided to listen to the screams and not go that way. You ran the opposite direction. How stupid of you to do so, really. He knew you would do that, any prey item would do that. Any prey animal would run in the opposite direction of the screams of its own kind. Any time you heard a scream, you would run in a direction away from it. This plan seemed to work, until you heard one right in front of you, the blood-curtling scream making you slip to a stop, tripping over a large tree root. You cried out a quiet yelp of pain, not moving as you feared he heard you. You laid still, trying to listen for any sounds of movement. It felt like you were lying there for hours, when really it was only thirty seconds that went by. When you didn't hear any noise, you stood up. You were unsure if going the other way would be safe, you had heard screams come from behind you as well. So, with no other choice, you stared bleakly at the wall of unbelonging bushes, before walking towards them and pushing through. What you saw on the other side made you freeze. It was the mangled mess of a man. What was left of his body was frozen to the ground, on his knees, his body bent backward, staring upward, his face contorted in a scary mix of fear and pain, his eyes blank as if his soul was sucked from them. Is this what happened to the others that screamed? Breaking from your trance, you chose a direction, and ran.
He watched you. He watched your eyes widen and stomach drop. He saw the horror that filled your wide, 'innocent' eyes. He watched you 'marvel' at his eaten food, at his hunted prey. But that won't happen to you, no. He had different plans. He wanted to see those big doll eyes beg him. He wanted to see them plead. For more. The moment he laid his gaze on you, was the moment he decided that you were his little thing, that you were his little.. Pet. His little plaything, his little puppet, his little doll. His little mouse. But him being a predator at heart didn't stop him from stalking, seeking when he couldn't see you, figuring your schedule and home. From visiting you in your sleep. From ghosting his touch over your covered form as you lay there, vulnerable, and easy. He could have woken you right then and there, but no. He needed to hunt you, to bask in your fearful arousal before he took you. He had several victims lost in his forest, that you would come to know in the most gut-wrenching ways possible. One was a woman you heard scream, but apon running further, her mangled half-body fell from a tree, her neck tied by her entrails to a limb from the tree, making you scream, falling backwards onto your ass from being jumbscared so horribly. You backed up, your hand covering your mouth as you felt bile rise in your throat, burning. You shook. You stood, slowly, shakily. You hugged yourself after standing upright. When you worked up the guts to see her face, you froze. The expression that adorned what was left of her mangled face made you sob and wrench your eyes from her. You heaved, you forcing yourself to take deep, long breathes. Again, you chose a direction and ran in it, not noticing him step out from behind the tree she hung from. The skin tore from his mouth, and he managed a dark grin, his sharp teeth, painted with red, glinted in the subtle moonlight. He watched you run, right where he wanted you to run.
You ran into a clearing, tripping over a tree root, you yelping as you slammed to the ground. You whimpered in pain as you stood back up, your body weak from running and almost puking twice. You weakly stood, not knowing how long this chase had been going for. You hugged your stomach, it did hurt being fallen on twice. You finally looked up, still hugging your aching stomach, noticing that you had ran into a deadend, a towering clifface walling you off from going any further. You heard a twig snap behind you, whipping your head around with your eyes wide and full of fear, to find nothing. You took a step back.. Then another.. And another.
You backed up against something. A couple clawed hands grabbed your shoulders. No. You backed up into Him,, into The Slenderman. You heard and felt him kneel behind you, his hands trailing down your body. He buried his face into the nape of your neck, opening his mouth to inhale your mixed scent of fear and arousal. You whimpered as his hold on you tightened, his other two arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you flush to him. One of his hands found its way to your ass, giving the plush mound a good squeeze through your pants, him purring with the squeak you gave him. His mouth opened against your neck, his teeth grazing your skin. You whimpered as you felt him nibble at the sensitive skin of your nape, your body trembling, sleeved hands raised to cover your mouth. You felt him latch his mouth onto your neck, sucking the skin, making a dark hickey. He was about to bite you, when you whimpered, "p.. please don't eat mee..." You sniffled, feeling all his movements pause. He chuckled, "Oh, you silly, silly little mouse~", His upper arms wrapped around your chest, his lower ones around your waist tightening their hold, hugging you, "You are much to adorable to eat.. And even if I were to eat anything from you, it would be eating out that plush ass of yours~, or sucking on that tiny dick you have~" Your eyes widened at his response, your trembles increasing as you shivered against him, blushing profusely. Despite his words, he purred, burying his face into your neck, going back to sucking on your tasty skin, and biting, drawing blood that tasted oh, so delicious to him. His hands began roaming again, one trailing down to your crotch, where he cupped it, and rubbed his thumb along your dick through your pants.
His lower arms were roaming your chest and stomach, feeling you up. He hummed when he felt you get hard under his touch, and by pulling you flush to his body allowed his 'securing' claws and tentacles to wrap around your ass and hips, two groups of two long claws wrapping around your pelvis, and the (very small) tentacles wrapping around your thighs, and pants waist, to pull them down. He pulled your pants down enough, he didn't want to pull them down all the way as his poor little sheep might get cold, and he doesn't want that. He kissed the curve of your neck, making deep clicks at the squeak you made, feeling his slick boner slide against your ass. He hugged your form against his, grinding his length against you, and hands roaming over your tummy. Your heavy breaths spurred him on, him marking every possible inch of your neck as carefully as he can, him leaning into, bending you over slightly, the slick from his dick wetting your quivering hole as he rubbed his boner against you. A hand moved to your neck, the fingers closing around it, holding it, "You ready baby boy?~" Slender asked you, his voice a low but a deep, growly and husky breath. You whimpered, whining when his touch ghosted over your still clothed dick. "Use your words baby, master does not understand his lamb's little baas.." Your back arched as he finally removed your unbearably hot and hard dick from your prison-pants, you letting out a breathy moan as he stroked it. You gulped back saliva as you tried forming words, your mouth becoming numb at the pleasure of your dick being stroked so good, as well as the pleasure that came from the pressure of Slender rutting into your ass, rubbing his length along your ass, making it sensitive. Finally, some words managed to make it past your throat, "P-please, S-MmMmMm~" a whimper interrupted your words as Slender began rubbing your slit rather rough, "Please f-fuck mee~" Your voice wavered as a pained moan left you as a very small tendril found its way into your urethra, slowly sliding in, not stopping until it could easily press against your prostate.
Finally, he slid in, using two of his fingers to open your ass. He stared hungrily at it as it quivered when he rubbed his tip against it, sliding the tip in when you made begging whimpers, trying to buck your hips against him. Your eyes widened and you practically melted as he finally slid inside you, and he didn't stop until he was as far in as he could go. He hugged your trembling form, you moaning at the warmth that spread through you. He pulled out, only stopping when his tip hitched against your hole, then slid back in, you crying out in pleasure, your body shaking at the low groan that left him as you tightened around him as he slid in. He repeated slowly slipping inside you a couple more times, allowing your body to adjust to his size. Though, his patience only ran so far. He groaned, kissed your neck, "You ready, Sheep?" You gasped, pleading for him to fuck you how he wished as he slid all the way back in. He clicked, the sound resonating from his chest, making you shudder, and become even more horny to be honest. You let out a loud moan as he slammed into you, his tip ramming into, then sliding against, your prostate, made you almost collapse because of the huge wave of pleasure that coursed through your body. He easily slid into you because of the slick that covered his dick, his girth stretching you warmly. The moans that left you were loud and pleasured, your voice easily echoing a ways out into the forest, fresh tears building up and slithering down your cheek. Slender was happy with how loud you were being though, as not only did his forest now you were his only, but your volume also spurred him to fuck you harder and faster, him setting a viscious, mind-numbing pace. You breathed deep and fast in between your moans, you gripoing the arms he had wrapped around you as he rammed into your prostate, the thin tendril inside your urethra easily finding it and rubbing it, bringing your right into the feeling of an orgasm, being stopped by your stuffed dick.
You pleaded with him to let you cum, and he did, the tendril puling out of your dick sent sensations that had you howling with pleasure as you came, you dick now so fucking sensative because something was inside it. You whined as your body was pushed into overstimulation, Slender not only ramming into you oh so deliciously, but also stroking your dick and rubbing your tip. It wasn't long before you came again, you whimpering at the groan from Slender as you squeezed him again. His large cock stretched you past your limits, but it felt so good, so warm and so fucking good. He stretched you in ways you knew no other human male could, he fucked you sooo deep too, so deep he left a sizeable bulge whenever he thrust into you. He thrust so hard into you he'd push you forward in his grasp. Your mouth was hanging open now, you not trying to move it due to the high amounts of pleasure that consecutively waved through your body. You came again, which caused your asshole to tighten around Slender again, the pressure from the squeeze practically blinding you with black and stars. Slender only fucked you rougher, giving you all he has, thrusting faster and deeper, and it onpy made you whine and moan, keening when you felt a tentacle or two worming their way into your hole too, them going deeper than his dick, and covering your walls in wet, cummy slime, allowing his dick to slide past your walls easier than ever. Your body was tired, your legs were shaking so hard. He was so close though, so you could last... Maybe. When he came, you gasped, you legs giving out. He held you up though. His seed was so hot it warmed your whole body, it was sticky but was also fluid. There was so much too. You felt a hand caress your tummy, and you looked. You gasped at hoe big your tummy looked all full of.. Him.
He leaned back, propping you against him, you leaning your tired body against his. You tensed and whined at the feeling of his cock swelling inside you and something pushing its way into you. "Shhhh. Its okay little sheep,, just a couple of special eggs I am giving you.." Slender's sex-drunken drawl sounded in your ear as he hugged you again. His lower arms rubbed tired circles against your hips. Fuck. Not only were you stuffed with his seed, but he also... Laid eggs inside you? You moaned as you were stuffed more, beyond your limit even. Slender rattled, the noise sending shudders through your body, you swear they even echoed a bit. He bit the junction between your neck and shoulder so deep his teeth scraped against your bones, him holding you tighter as you whined and cried at the pain. Fresh tears left you eyes as you squeezed them as you felt.. Something course through you from the bite. Slender carefully removed his teeth from your skin and flesh, his tongue lapping at the wound like a sorry kitten. The touch of his tongue healed the surface of your wound, but not the flesh wound.. He kissed it after the skin healed, saying sorrys and rubbing your body as you relaxed against him.
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His Cabin
You groaned, your arm covering your eyes as the bright light flashed over your closed eyelids. You were on a bed that was in the center of the room. Weird but whatevs. You slowly worked yourself into a sitting position, moaning in pain as a sharp pang raced up your back from your butt. You rubbed your back as the pain slowly subsided. "Wh.. Wha?-" You were cut of as a tentacle wrapped around your mouth, keeping it shut. More wrapped around your startled limbs keeping you still. You felt cold things drag along your arms and legs. You felt him pet your head, his long, cold fingers dragging through your messed hair. You felt him cuff your wrists behind your back, you whimpering despite the tentacle shutting your mouth tight. His fingers traced your spin up your back, making you arch and shudder. He tilted your head up, and you flinched as you felt him wrap something around your neck, clasping it shut. A collar.. The underwear you were wearing felt weird now. Almost like fake leather or something. His hand traveled there, squeezing you and rubbing your cock nice and rough, easily bringinb it to life despit its tight restraints. You couldn't help but tilt your head back at this touching. So rough. You tried closing your legs, you had a feeling of being post-sex shy. However, he easily had your legs spread nice and wide, it felt so delicious to you when your legs were spread despite your best attempts to keep then closed and your cock from prying eyes. As his two lower hands kept your legs spread, he continued binding you, re-doing your cuffs to have your arms above your head, connecting the cuffs to the bedposts.
He hasn't said a word yet, and like the little slut you were, you were only getting excited by his touching and the anxious noises that were made. Sure, you had a good idea if what he was preparing, but you couldn't help but let your mind wander at the things he might be thinking of doing to you, as he had placed a blindfold around you.
You hadn't expected to be suddenly flipped over, the cuffs allowing it with how he set them up apparently. He had almost completely stripped you, the only thing keeping you from being completely bare was the leather trap your dick was struggling against. It was certainly tight around you... And rather scandalous as it was so thin it went straight through your butt cheeks. You felt him mount the bed behind you. He sat so his boner was resting in between your cheeks. You inhaled deeply as you felt his warm hands rub over your back, squeezing your shoulders and just.. Roaming your body. He'd grind himself against you occasionally. You moved your hips, moaning quietly when his boner rubbed against you. You moaned loud and quick, his palm smacking against your ass quick and hard. You got the message. You think he was leaning over you now, his breathing had moved to right above you, his hands still roaming your body. He snappes the fabric of your socks, which he kept on you, against your thigh, pleased with the small yelp that left you. He spread your cheeks, the thin strap of the leather thong hardly covering your hole. He traced your hole with a finger, and he made pleased quiet clicks when your hole quivered at the touch. His fingers teased you, slipping into your ass then out again, rubbing it and the like. You choked out a surprised moan, wriggling when his tongues were suddenly inside you. His arms were under your legs, his hands gripping your hips to keep you in place. You have him those sweet, muffled moans as he ate out your ass. His tongues rubbed along your walls and stratched you in such satisfying ways.
Slow and deep, that was how he was fucking you right now. Slow and fucking deep. His lower hands wer rubbing your thighs, his mouth trained on your neck and shoulders, leaving bruises wherever it struck, his body against yours as he trapped you to the bed. His dick was throbbing inside you, and was hitting your deepest areas, easily rubbing against your prostate, sending you into a fit of wriggling and keening, moaning as he slid back out only to stroke your good spot again. He never sped up, no. He savored your long moans and high pitched keens as he fucked you like this. The tentacle that was inside your mouth removed itself, now latching itself to your nipple, making you squeal at the sudden pang of pleasure. Another tentacle found your other nipple, both nipples now being stimulated and hardened. Even after being hardened, the tentacles didn't stop sucking and rubbing you nipples, kicking them into sudden over sensitivity. "How do you feel, Little Lamb?" Slender asked you in a husky whisper. You couldn't form words. Your mouth was hung open, drool practically a waterfall out your mouth, your tongue sticking out your mouth whenever he reentered you, loud moans filling whatever room you were inside of. He chuckled, the deep gravely sound making you shiver as he gently kissed the back of your neck as he sheathed himself back inside you again, "Hmm.. Good boy". Your hole squeezed around his cock, you moaning at the pressure, your body tensing as you felt him continue at the same pace despite how tight you had gotten. Your stomach tensed as an orgasm built.
You were stuffed, full of more than you could hold. Yet he was still fucking into you, he was still forcing more orgasm onto you, your dick now sore and sensitive, your nipples still being sucked on and rubbed by his slick tentacles. His cum was leaking out of you with every roll of his hips against yours. "Mmm, you have been such a good boy, little Lamb.. Such a good little thing for me.." He spilled into again, you moaning at the new hot wave spreading through you. The blindfold was removed from your head, and so were the cuffs keeping your wrists bound. His hands were rubbingbyour shoulders and sides, sliding over your stomach too, and your stomach, you looked, was bigger than the night before. You whimpered at how big it was. You exhaled with force, feeling Slender's mouth on the back of your neck, pecking it with deep but gentle kisses. You blinked gasping as you realized you were in a different bed and different room. He hugged you, one hand sifting through your hair, and his face buried into your neck, where he inhaled deeply, purring at how sweet you smelled with his essence mixed with your scent. He kissed you again before removing himself from you and covering you up. You were apparently clean. He made sure you were comfortable, before grabbing your chin and kissing your lips. "I will be right back, Little Lamb.." And in a flash of twisting black,, he was gone...
You settled into the bed, easily getting warm, finding stuffed animals litering it you could snuggle with. The room was dark, but not completely, with the moonlight filtering through the cracks of the window draps. Noises of night stalking animals echoed through the forest and into the window, coupled with the gentle nightly breeze and how tired you were from being fucked out, sleep easily encumbered you..
And off to sleep you drifted... Soon accompanied by his bloodied body after a good night's hunting and feasting.
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preparing4god · 23 days ago
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i did black browz 2day. i prefer my red brows. it matches my hair more. im not really jackin the black👎🏾
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