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[butch-patriarchy]

Trans boy Tdick 💕🥰✨💞

Trans boy Pussy 💕🥰✨💞

Trans boy Phalloplasty 💕🥰✨💞

Trans Boy Strap 💕🥰✨💞

Trans boy Meta Dick 💕🥰✨💞

[wineddinedfucked]

I LOVE FAT HAIRY MEN REBLOG IF YOU ALSO LOVE FAT HAIRY MEN

[thatmonsterfuckerguy]

Male Pumpkin Head Scarecrow x FTM reader

Warnings: Plant-like scarecrow, lots of pumpkin-like cum with pumpkin seeds (no, you don't get pregnant, they're pumpkin seeds), rough fucking, vine bondage

It was a cool fall evening. You absolutely loved the season. The smell, the colours, the temperature, you could go on. You were situated on the countryside where lots of corn grew. In fact, there was a cornfield nearby you liked to go to to read during the evenings. You were on your way there now with a towel and a good book. You found your little spot where the corn parted a bit and set yourself up. You read until the sun began to set.

As the end of the day was nearing, you had gotten to a particularly smutty part of the book you were reading. You looked around and listened. You were completely alone. You felt a cheeky tingle go up your spine as the thought crossed your mind. You began to slowly reach down and into your pants as you read. You began to masturbate.

Unbeknownst to you, you weren't in fact alone in the cornfield. Not too far from you was a pumpkin headed scarecrow. Every evening, the scarecrow would come down from his perch and wander the field to entertain himself after a long day of not doing much.

It wasn't too long before he found you. He curiously and cautiously watched you. He thought it was curious how you appeared male like him, but had something completely different between your legs. Something he'd never seen before. It was attractive to him nonetheless and he just accepted that that sort of thing was possible.

He reached down, watching you, as he too began to play with what was in between his legs. It was a large, phallic thing that looked very plant-like. It twitched every time you made a small, involuntary sound. The scarecrow's breath hitched. He accidentally let out a small moan which caught your attention.

You looked up at him and you both froze in place. The scarecrow's heart dropped, but he also felt some pleasure from being discovered. You studied him and looked down at his cock. You were way too horny to be afraid, especially with a nice cock like that right in front of you. You didn't question how this was even possible, you figured you'd do that later. For now, you took off your pants and underwear, turned around and spread your front hole for the scarecrow. You gestured for him to come closer. The scarecrow hesitated. Then he slowly crawled over to you. He put his hands on your hips. He was surprisingly soft and plant-like for a scarecrow, but still colder than your average human person.

You felt him twitch against your entrance as he panted. He became shaky. He let himself slide inside without thinking. He clearly wasn't aware of the fact that you needed to adjust to him. It hurt and you winced and groaned, but it hurt in a good way. The scarecrow let out a lengthy moan as his length went inside you. He moaned as he twitched inside you, not moving. It was definitely his first time. You rocked your hips back and forth to show him what he needed to do. He let out surprised moans as you slid up and down his length and was confused when you stopped. You gave him an expectant look. He suddenly understood and began fucking you properly. He gripped your hips tightly and guided you up and down his length as he fucked into you. You couldn't really suppress your moans anymore and neither could he.

Suddenly, vines uprooted from the ground and coiled around your wrists and ankles to keep you steady. You were concerned at first, but when you saw your fuck buddy wasn't reacting, you put two and two together and realized it was probably his doing. You loved it. You leaned into him more to make him go deeper. The scarecrow coiled his arms around you, hugging your back as he fucked you faster. You both moaned louder in response. More vines began to coil around you, up your arms and legs and around your body.

You tried to break free to at least reach your t-dick to no avail. Luckily, the scarecrow noticed what you trying to do and felt around for what you were trying to reach. Once he touched your t-dick, you cried out, giving him his answer. He rubbed it a bit as he fucked you until the vines spread to it and began stroking it and coiling around it for you, giving you an amazing sensation.

Your increased display of arousal was driving the scarecrow mad. He fucked into you even harder and faster, desperate. The vines made sure to never stop moving on and around your t-dick for as long as they were on you.

The rest of the vines ran over your body, excitedly searching for more erogenous zones to stimulate. Whenever they found one, they didn't leave the spot alone. You were in and out of feeling overstimulated, but never long enough for it to bother you. Your body quivered as an orgasm began to build up. It didn't go unnoticed. The scarecrow quickened his pace for you again and the vines followed suit. Ecstasy coursed through your body as the scarecrow unleashed an abnormally large gush of cum into you with what felt like pumpkin seeds in it.

As the scarecrow came down from his orgasm, the vines let go of you and retreated back into the ground. The scarecrow pulled out of you and you examined the scene as he caught his breath. Yeah, there were pumpkin seeds in his cum. His cum was a gooey orange colour. It looked like a mixture of pumpkin juice and cum with seeds. You turned your attention back to the scarecrow and got close to him again. He silently watched you. You pulled him into a cuddle session and he returned the affection tenfold. You spent the whole night together.

From then on, you kept coming back to him throughout the season to spend time together. You also found out he could write and sign and that his name was Stitches. As the season was coming to an end, you began to worry. You decided you'd visit the farmer who owned him and ask to buy him. Surely the farmer didn't know his scarecrow was alive right? You didn't want to risk it and sound crazy, so you acted as though he was a regular scarecrow.

You came up to the farmer's door nervously and asked. The farmer looked at you deadpanned and said,

"So you're the one who's been fucking my scarecrow?" You were stunned, you didn't know what to say. The farmer admitted that he knew the scarecrow was alive and that the scarecrow often expressed how fond he was of you through writing and sign language. The farmer said you could keep the scarecrow for free if you swore not to tell a soul he was sentient. The farmer expressed that he didn't want to be investigated by any secret services. He also admitted he was a mage. You agreed to keep his secrets and soon, your new scarecrow boyfriend/fuck buddy (depending on whether you're arospec or not) moved in with you.

[toddfoxglove]

TFW you're coming up on 5 years together but in that time, your partner came out as pansexual and you transitioned and now you're both faggots into forcemasc.

(he/him for both)

[sideblogeofdoom]

somone please call me a pretty boy? please?

[prtty-hndsm-awkwrd]

i sent a video of myself cumming on camera to the same man i had the honor of pleasuring the night before.

i think that’s the first time i’ve ever done that for anyone, and i was a little nervous sending it because i could’ve sworn my voice cracked when i was finishing.

i sent it anyways and he said it was the hottest thing he’d ever heard. that my voice crack made it sound like i was on t for much longer. that it was the reason why he came.

im just so over the moon atm ><

[butch-patriarchy]

Some of you desperately need strap from a boy with the tism.

[pillowbo]

Trans cowboy flirts with you and takes you home with him in his cool car. He is a small dom with a big strap just for you, baby.

[thatmonsterfuckerguy]

Victorian ghost man who's shy and sexually repressed from his time alive. You gently help him come out of his shell only for him to abuse his new found confidence and tease you when you have guests over because nobody can see him anyway unless he wants them to. He gets insanely embarrassed and flustered, but loves it when you teach him a lesson by fucking the life back into him after the guests leave. I guess you could call him a brat?

[puppy-named-shitposting]

i think if a wlw called me hot or smth to show they were into me, then for me to say “i’m a dude”, and them say “ew okay nvm”, would fix me smth smth and then we’re best friends.

[provagore]

Ok but what if I'm having a rough day and thinking some bad stuff about myself and someone grabs me by the hair and says a little harshly that I'm "dumber than they thought" and that the stuff I'm thinking about literally doesn't matter because I'm just there to look cute and be used huh. What then.

[elffucker490]

Oc brief:

Harwith Denmyn is an effeminate male Snow Elf noble who took you in. He's very parental and caring towards you and knows you love it when he babies you, but won't do it in public if you don't want him to. He's not perfect despite what he wants you too think and can be a bit of a posh snob sometimes.

Kinks he's perfect for: Praise, being babied, light degradation, femboy kink

[butch-patriarchy]

Some of you need dick from a boy with phalloplasty and it shows.

[pillowbo]

Put. Your fucking. Age in your bio before I pie you in the face. And not in a sexy way. At least put it in your pinned post. Just something if you're going to interact with NSFW blogs. It's not hard.

[distressedoverajinx]

Me: Hi honey, how are you?

My boyfriend: *fucking drop kicks me into subspace*

Me: :0!

[thatmonsterfuckerguy]

3 male feral ghouls (literally, NOT the Fallout type)

Warnings: smut, more than one ghoul fucking the reader and claiming him as a mate, cum, cum consumption, oral, rough fucking, primal kink, the reader is being fucked by very undead ghouls, not conventionally pretty men

It was mating season for ghouls, but not all of them would get lucky. There were always a few males left behind. Three of said males had decided to band together for emotional support, but they grew desperate.

You were in your room, watching porn and masturbating when, to your dismay, the power went out. You went out of your room to go get a flashlight. Your annoyance was short-lived when you heard a crash from one of your windows. You froze. You began to hear hoarse cries from where the crash was. Your heart sank as you came to the realisation that the cause was a pack of ghouls. You heard them rummaging through your kitchen. You tried to be as quiet as you could, creeping towards your front door carefully. Every inch of your body wanted to bolt out and run away screaming, but you barely held yourself together. It didn't help that you couldn't see anything. You were feeling your way around in the dark, trying to stay calm and not make any sudden noises. You staggered around for what felt like forever.

Suddenly, a cold, large, boney hand grabbed hold of you. You stayed perfectly still, praying it would lose interest. The ghoul let out a coo of some sort at the feeling of your warmth. It pressed its face close to you, smelling the sweat on your skin. Something in the ghoul's throat rumbled. You were trying your best not to scream, cry, throw up or piss yourself as this was happening. The ghoul gently wrapped its limbs around you and rubbed its face against yours. It gave you a lick on the cheek. Your fear began to turn into confusion. Was it being friendly? You hesitated. You slowly moved to touch the ghoul back. The ghoul let out a sort of gasp when you touched its arm. The ghoul's breath hitched.

You began to feel something poking your ass. The ghoul held you tighter, but not uncomfortably, and began to buck its hips against you as it let out what sounded like whimpering and whining. The ghoul licked your neck slowly, sending shivers down your spine. You hadn't gotten to finish yourself off earlier. Both you and the ghoul were dying for a good, hard fuck. You pulled down your pants and spread your front hole to make sure the ghoul wouldn't go in the wrong hole. The ghoul's breath hitched until it almost sounded like frequent moans. It was so desperate and needy, it couldn't stop shaking. It clumsily tried to fuck its way into your hole. You had to guide him in properly. His dick was almost uncomfortably thick and long. The ghoul let out a euphoric moan as it slid inside your warm, tight hole. The ghoul bent you over the nearest piece of furniture and began fucking into you roughly and desperately.

Both your moans attracted the attention of the other two ghouls who had been rummaging through your kitchen. The other ghouls made sounds of curiosity as they approached. One of them tried to touch you only for your mate to hiss at them to back off as he fucked into you harder and more possessively. He wrapped his arms around you to make it clear that you were his and his alone. The ghoul who had tried to touch you groaned in annoyance. The other one began to touch himself as he watched you and your mate.

His big hands almost wrapped around you entirely and he was practically using you as a fleshlight. He desperately fucked into you, occasionally accidentally slipping out and whining every time it happened. He grabbed fistfuls of your skin as he got closer. He bit into your neck for a sense of any kind of relief. You thought you felt his tears drop onto your skin. He was moaning uncontrollably. He somehow managed to fuck into you harder and faster than any human ever had. You felt his cock throbbing desperately inside you, begging for release. You were almost too tight for him to be able to release, but he loved the tease so much and he was too desperate to stop. The ghoul began to cry out loudly in an animalistic way as he got close. The thing bellowed as he came inside you at last. He came in you for a whole minute. Before he even thought of getting you off his cock, cum was pouring out of your hole and made a puddle at both your feet.

In a daze, the ghoul knelt down in between your legs and lapped you up, cleaning his mess. He suddenly noticed how sensitive your t-dick was when his long tongue had accidentally flicked it. He curiously ran his tongue over it again. He loved the way it made you squirm. It fascinated the other ghouls too.

The one that had tried to touch you earlier made his way to you, this time your mate let him approach. The two ghouls helped position you back into your breeding position against your nearest piece of furniture. This time though, the newcomer was getting ready to breed you while your previous mate settled himself between your legs to continue stimulating your t-dick with his tongue.

The third approached at last. He was luckily smaller than the other two and positioned his dick in front of your mouth. He stared at you in anticipation. You looked him in his cloudy, sunken-in eyes and started sucking him off. He let out cries of pleasure almost instantly. With that, the other two began stimulating you too. Here you were, a fat cock in your mouth, a thick cock pounding into you from the back and a long, slimy tongue coiling around your t-dick. The first ghoul's tongue worked so much better on you than any ftm stroker ever did and he made sure that your t-dick was never fully free from his tongue despite the second ghoul fucking into you like his life depended on it. The second ghoul was a lot rougher and more beastly. He pinned you down and bit into your neck as he growled. The third was trying his best not to fuck your throat too hard. The ghoul fucking you was practically digging his claws into your skin as he fucked you faster than any human ever could.

You were theirs and theirs alone. The ghouls had claimed you as their mate from that day onward. They often sniff checked your hole. Any time they felt like your hole was starting to stop smelling like them, they automatically began fucking you regardless of what you were doing. They became very protective of you too. Around humans and especially around other ghouls. They insist on sleeping together with you as a pack every night. You decided to name them since you were kinda stuck with them until they die or you die. The first one you met, you decided to name Mr Snuggles because he was the most affectionate of the bunch and you thought it was funny until he started fucking you and you absolutely did not want to moan that. You changed his name to Sugar soon after to keep the spirit of the first name and not be nearly as weird to moan while being fucked. The second, you decided to name Scout because he had a tendency to be the first to investigate anything. As for your shy third ghoul, you decided to name him Eye because he was often silently observing things in corners.