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[nephyria]

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[these-lovely-monsters]

Tentacles Under The Bed - Part 4

[NSFW | 18+]

Characters: gn!tentacle monster x f!reader

Content: tentacles, eldritch monster, blow job, deep throating

A/N: If you were missing the tentacle smut in part 3, don't worry, I got you :)

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Smiling faintly, you give Karl another kiss, lingering a bit longer this time. After a moment, you feel its mouth part and something soft and wet strokes against your lips. Realizing that it's Karl’s tongue, you open for it. It immediately dives in, curling and twisting around your own tongue.

You groan softly at the sensation and return its strokes with licks of your own. Even though you can’t get too close to Karl’s mouth for fear of its razor sharp teeth, you’re perfectly happy with this alternative version of a kiss. 

Deciding to be a little bold, you wrap your lips around Karl’s tongue and suck gently. Suddenly, a melodic humming sound fills the room and it takes you a moment to realize that the noise is coming from Karl. This must be its sound of pleasure and it’s strangely beautiful.

Pulling back to catch your breath, you place your hand on Karl to keep it from chasing your mouth. You’re surprised to find that its surface is spongy and soft but solid. Not at all what you expected from its goo-like appearance.

“No. Give me more, my little delicacy.” Karl protests.

Laughing, you reply, “I guess you like that, huh? We can do more of that soon but I…” You fidget with your hands, unsure how to ask for what you want. “I want to touch you. To…make you feel good like you did for me.”

Karl perks up at that. “You want to touch me?”

“Yeah, if that’s alright with you?”

Without replying, Karl leans back and you watch as a vertical slit opens in the lower middle portion of its body. A new, lighter colored tentacle emerges from the gap and sways in the air in front of you. In addition to the color, this tentacle is different from the others. It’s smaller and thinner than the rest and it has no suckers lining it. The end is also slightly enlarged in a club shape rather than a tapered point.

It almost reminds you of one of the fantasy dildos you’ve been wanting to buy online and you blush again. At the thought, you realize that you’re not actually sure what gender Karl is so you ask awkwardly, “Karl, is that a—is this your…?”

“This is how we transfer sperm to another for procreation—a penis as you would call it. But each of our kind has both reproductive organs.” It says as it waves its new tentacle in the air.

"Oh, I mean—then what are your pronouns?"

“My species does not have the concept of gender. Whatever you would like to call me is fine.”

“Ok so is ‘they/them’ alright?”

“Ye—yes” Karl stutters out as you reach down and stroke a finger along their cock, finding it slick and moist. You wrap your hand around their length and pump up and down once. The humming sound fills the room again and you smile at their obvious pleasure.

For a few minutes, you continue to stroke their cock, squeezing harder and increasing your pace. Using your other hand, you reach down and tease your fingers along the slit around the base of their cock. They shudder in response and the humming increases in volume.

Wanting to give them even more, and maybe selfishly wanting a taste for yourself, you drop down to your knees on the soft plush carpet.

“What are you—” They don’t manage to get anything else out as you tentatively lick at the club-shaped tip. The slick substance coating their cock is sweet and creamy, almost like vanilla frosting. The humming stutters at the action and you do it again, surprised but delighted at the odd flavor. Noticing a small slit on the tip, you probe it with your tongue and the hum deepens.

As you lick and suck at the tip, you continue to stroke and tease the rest of their cock with your hands. When a clear glittering substance begins to well in the slit, you lap it up eagerly, the taste of vanilla bursting on your tongue. You moan in pleasure at the deliciously sweet flavor and dive back in for more.

Eventually, once you’ve become more comfortable with this new cock, you open your mouth and take it as far in as it will go. Hollowing your cheeks, you suck hard as you bob your head up and down while swirling your tongue along the underside.

“Yes,” Karl’s voice echoes in your mind, more guttural now. “Let me have more.”

Before you can ask what they mean, a tentacle wraps around the back of your head as they hold you in place while their cock slides down into your throat. You gag at the intrusion, wanting to pull away, but a part of you loves that they’re taking control like this. You brace your hands on their soft body for support and try to relax, letting them have their way with you.

They pull out again, allowing you to breathe for a moment before shoving back in even deeper this time. As they fuck your mouth, going deeper with each thrust, another tentacle wraps around your neck. They don’t squeeze though and you realize that they’re feeling the bulge of their cock as it slides in and out.

Wetness is dripping between your thighs at being used as a fuck toy for this giant tentacle monster and you squirm, trying to find some relief. But you’re determined to give Karl their pleasure this time so you just squeeze your thighs together and enjoy the erotic scene.

Tears are streaming down your face from fighting the gags wanting to climb up your throat and snot is pouring from your nose. You probably look like a mess but you don’t care as long as Karl doesn’t stop. Noticing the wetness on your face, they reach up with a tentacle and gently rub at the moisture on your skin. Another tentacle reaches up and traces the edge of your lips which are stretched wide around its cock.

“I do not want to see you cry but I love the taste of your tears.”

Moaning at their words, you swallow convulsively. The humming noise intensifies with a new, much deeper, thrumming sound that harmonizes with the melodic notes. When you feel Karl’s cock begin to swell, the sounds filling the room speed up and you think they might be close.

Within a few moments, their thrusting becomes jerky until they stop fully, holding their cock deep inside your throat. It suddenly starts undulating and you feel a thick, cool substance sliding down your esophagus and filling your stomach. It feels as if it goes on forever until finally the humming subsides and Karl gently eases themself from inside you.

Slumping back, you cough and wipe at your wet cheeks. Your throat is raw and your underwear is completely soaked but you’re entirely satisfied at getting to do something for Karl this time.

They reach out tentatively to stroke your neck and ask softly, “Did I hurt you?”

Smiling, you place a hand on their tentacle and squeeze gently. “No, I liked that a lot. Was it…ok for you?”

“Yes my sweet. It was the most exquisite thing I have ever experienced aside from watching you come apart on my tentacles.”

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[loverfanz]

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[lycandrophile]

your hormonally induced clitoromegaly will NEVER be a real penis. stop calling it that.

where are your testicles? where is your scrotum? where is your shaft? where are your glans? where is your frenulum? where is your spermatic cord? where is your prostate? exactly. you don't have any of these anatomical structures. because you don't have a penis.

and enlarged clitoris is not a penis. forearm tissue transplanted onto your pelvis is not a penis. stop lying.

well first of all, i’m not sure who told you that dicks and balls are the same thing, but i’m here to tell you that having balls is not a requirement for having a dick. you can in fact have one of them without the other.

second of all, i’m so sorry to break this to you but i’m afraid you just don’t know shit about how bodies work. surprise! clitorises, with or without t, also have a shaft and glans. you just don’t know how anatomy works!

and as for everything else, i would love to know you why you feel the need to know! maybe no one ever told you this but turning a stranger’s dick into a game of where’s waldo is weird as hell. i’d love to have a word with whoever raised you because i know they didn’t teach you to talk to strangers like that.

in conclusion, if someone else’s dick makes you that mad, you have some soul searching to do because the existence of my dick and what i call it should not matter to you. it has absolutely no affect on your life and i would highly suggest you try spending your time caring about literally anything else instead.

[thriftedtchotchkes]

take all of me

pairing: josh futturman x f!reader

summary: when a messy time jump leaves josh with a brand new body part, the only person he wants to show is you

warnings: 18+ MDNI, roommate!reader, friends to lovers, dick swap, smut, handjob, f!masturbation, unprotected piv, rough/painful sex, size kink, mild body insecurity, comfort

words: 4k

@tinycozycomfort this one's for you pookie <3

“You have to see this.”

The front door slams, and then your roommate waddles into the living room looking so excited, you'd think he just won the lottery. You laugh at his dramatic entrance after the initial shock subsides, not bothering to pause the TV behind him.

Josh bursting into rooms at random happens more often than it probably should, usually to announce a breakthrough in his game or gossip he heard at work. But as you wait for him to share his big news, you notice there's something off about him.

He's jittery as hell and standing awkwardly like he really has to use the bathroom. His legs are spread a little too far apart, and his hands are clasped tightly in front of his crotch like he's either protecting himself or hiding something. You're pretty sure he was out doing resistance stuff all day—and that's when it hits you.

Whatever he's itching to tell you has Tiger and Wolf written all over it, and that can't be good. Your smile drops and you raise an eyebrow expectantly, silently demanding an explanation, but he just continues to stand there with that goofy look on his face.

So, he's going to make you ask. Dumbass.

"Uh, you gonna show me or are you gonna keep blocking the TV?" you ask bluntly. He grins brightly at your interest, and your expression softens.

"Both. You're not gonna believe this," he says, suddenly fumbling with his belt and unzipping his pants. Before you can object or react at all, he tugs down his jeans and boxers in one fell swoop.

Your jaw drops. "What the fuck is that?"

He's right. You can't believe it. The monstrosity hanging between his legs definitely wasn't there when he left the house, or at the very least, it didn't look anything like that last time you saw it. Not that he walks around the apartment with his dick out, but living together, you see each other naked now and then, and that's...new.

"How the hell—did you get a penis enlargement or something?" you openly gawk, trying to wrap your head around what he's showing you. Josh's dick is massive, almost too big to fit his body.

Huffing out an awkward laugh, he moves to cover himself again, likely embarrassed by your reaction. You immediately feel terrible. You didn't mean to make him feel bad. There's just no way you could've seen that coming.

"The TTD is sort of...broken," he explains timidly. "The last time we jumped, it swapped a few body parts between the three of us. A couple toes, a finger—"

"A dick? That's Wolf's dick? Holy shit."

He nods excitedly, perking back up. "I know, right? It's crazy. One second, we're in James fucking Cameron's house and everything's going haywire, and then we're back in 2017, and suddenly my pants don't fit. How does he even walk around with this thing?"

You scooch forward on the couch to get a better look, oddly captivated. "I think you're about to find out since it's yours now."

Abruptly, his face goes blank like he's just realizing he might be stuck with Wolf's dick forever. You can't tell if he's happy about the prospect or worried, but you're starting to feel a little conflicted yourself.

Feelings you're usually able to ignore are bubbling to the surface, and it's getting harder to remind yourself that the dick currently making your mouth water is attached to your roommate. Curiosity gets the better of you, and before you can stop yourself, you ask a question you really shouldn't.

"Can I touch it?"

"What? You want to...what?" he sputters, taken off-guard. The tips of his ears burn bright red, and his mouth opens and closes repeatedly like he wants to say something. Ultimately, he gives up.

After the whole show-and-tell thing, you're a little surprised he's getting shy again, but the last thing you want to do is make him uncomfortable. It's a line you haven't crossed with each other. You decide to backtrack, hoping you haven't overstepped the boundaries of your friendship.

“Obviously, not if you don’t want me to. No pressure at all, I was just curious," you rush to reassure him. But when you glance down, you notice he's subtly grinding into the heel of his hand, already half-hard and giving away exactly how he feels about your request.

"I-I mean, yeah, totally. Go right ahead," he consents casually, but he doesn’t sound nearly as nonchalant as he thinks. You give him a playful smile, reaching out and grabbing a handful of his shirt to tug him closer, and he awkwardly shuffles forward until he's between your legs.

He watches you nervously, fidgeting as you trace a prominent vein that snakes from the base to the tip. A soft, needy sound from above you encourages you to continue your path up to toy under the ridge with your thumb, and when his cock twitches in interest, you peer up to gauge his reaction.

The sight alone makes you wet. His eyes are glassy and unfocused, and that flush that began at the tips of his ears has spread to his cheeks and down his neck. He's already gnawing on his bottom lip in anticipation, waiting to see what you'll do next.

Eagerly, you wrap your fingers around him the best you can and give him an experimental tug. He chokes out a groan, and it sends another wave of heat through your body.

"Is it sensitive?" you ask soothingly, taking it slow with a few loose strokes.

"Yeah," he breathes out. You pump him again, a little tighter this time.

"More sensitive than the other one?"

He nods, swallowing harshly. "Yeah."

"Want me to keep going?"

"Please."

Bracing a hand on his stomach, you push his shirt up for better access and pump him faster, marveling at how quickly he starts to leak onto your fingers. You tease the head with your palm, spreading precum down his length to ease the slide, but he doesn't melt into your touch like you expect him to. Instead, he tenses up, fighting to keep still.

"Hey," you duck down and kiss his hip to get his attention. "Don't overthink it. Just let me take care of you, okay?"

He nods again, panting as his head falls back and his eyes flutter closed, trying to relax his body like you told him to. His hips rock forward, steadily establishing a rhythm until he's a whimpering mess and all but fucking into your fist.

He's a lot louder than you expected. Your room is right next to his, so you know what he sounds like when he's jerking off, but this is on another level. And he looks wrecked.

Sweat dampens his forehead, curling the soft baby hairs at his temples, and his volume increases, easily drowning out the ambient music of the movie still playing in the background. It's turning you on way more than you'd like to admit, your underwear sticking to you so badly, it's getting impossible to ignore. As if on cue, he whines your name in search of more friction, and you realize you can't anymore.

Desperate for relief, you slip a hand past the waistband of your sweatpants and dip two fingers into your aching cunt, fucking yourself for a few blissful moments before trailing back up to rub your clit. It's not nearly enough, but there's no way you're asking Josh for help.

You're roommates, not fuck buddies—or so you tell yourself, even though you know it's a load of bullshit. Even though you know he'd say yes in a heartbeat.

While you continue to jerk him off, he buries his hand in your hair to ground himself, mumbling under his breath as his fingers tense and untense between the strands.

"Fuck, that feels so good," he sighs, his head lolling forward so he can watch you work him. But then, he catches sight of you playing with yourself, and he seizes up, jerking violently in your grasp. "Are you...? Shit—"

Before he can accidentally teeter over the edge, you squeeze the base of his cock and cut him off with another offer you really shouldn't be making. You must be out of your fucking mind. It's Josh. But he's so hard, and you feel so empty. You'll worry about the consequences later.

"I know something that feels even better."

His eyes fly back to yours, darting between them like he's waiting for you to elaborate or take it back. But you don't do either. Instead, you release his cock to shirk your sweats and underwear. Spinning around, you brace your hands on the back of the couch and stick out your ass—an invitation.

"Only if you want to," you continue.

Oh, does he ever. He stumbles forward in a daze, holding your waist with one hand while he slaps his cock on your ass with the other. He feels hot and heavy on your skin, and your mouth starts to water again.

"You're sure about this?" he asks hesitantly, even as he grabs a handful of your ass and spreads you open.

"Touch me, and then ask again if I'm sure," you reply over your shoulder, knowing it won't take more than that to convince him.

He looks hesitant to do that too, but concedes when you wiggle against his crotch. Cautiously, his hand disappears between your legs, and the moment he feels it, all of the air leaves his lungs.

"You're so wet," he mumbles to himself in awe, grinding his palm into your messy heat. Without warning, he dips a thick finger inside you and pumps it a few times before adding another one. "And tight, oh my god."

You push into him, thankful to finally have something inside you, but you want to be full. The weight of him so close to where you need him is slowly driving you crazy. You're tired of waiting.

"Josh, just fuck me. Trust me, I want it," you whine, sounding as desperate and needy as you feel.

His fingers slip out of you, and then you hear a wet noise like he's sucking them clean. Jesus Christ. You force yourself not to think about how much you want him to eat you out if this ever happens again.

He shifts behind you, muttering what sounds like a pep talk under his breath before he inhales deeply and lines himself up.

"Fuck, is it even gonna fit?" he asks incredulously, nudging your entrance. The question was probably rhetorical, but you answer it anyway.

"Make it fit."

His body reacts before his brain can catch up. There's a pained groan behind you, and then his hips jolt forward of their own accord, burying nearly half of his cock inside you. He manages to stop himself after a few jerky, shallow thrusts, but your walls are already squeezing him, and you can tell he's struggling not to cum on the spot.

And you're struggling not to scream. The stretch is mind-numbing, and the longer he stays still, the more intense it gets. Your nails dig into the couch while you fight to adjust, dangerously close to puncturing the cushions, and you've only taken half of him.

You want all of him. Just the thought makes you gush, and that sets Josh off even worse. He whines at the sensation, holding onto your waist for dear life.

"I need you to move," you finally manage to gasp out. "I need you to move right now."

"Shit, okay. Move...right, I can do that," he says quietly to himself, on the verge of another pep talk. His hands trail up and down your sides soothingly, but it feels like it's for his benefit, not yours.

"Josh," you all but growl, forcing yourself backward to steal another inch. That snaps him out of it.

"Hachi machi," he mumbles dumbly, his fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. You'd tease him for it if you didn't think he'd stop again, but it turns out he's as desperate as you are. "Do that again."

You do as you're told. Using the back of the couch as leverage, you tug yourself forward, then force him even deeper. He curses loudly, slackening his grip on your waist, and you get the message loud and clear.

"Again," he grits out. "Please don't fucking stop."

"Not on your life," you reply, more than happy to give him whatever he wants.

Taking over, you work yourself onto his cock inch by inch, gritting your teeth at the onslaught of pleasure and pain. It feels so good, it's making you dizzy. When his hips finally connect with yours, your eyes roll back and your jaw drops.

You're so fucking full. Part of you just wants to keep him there, so unbelievably turned on by being split open like this. But you also want to be railed into this couch within an inch of your life, and that part wins out.

It doesn't take long for Josh to get sick of not being an active participant. Spreading you open, he guides you roughly by the ass—a punishing repetition where he pulls out to the tip, then rams back in, careful not to plunge too deep and hurt you.

You fall into a rhythm, fucking faster and harder until you're positive he's officially ruined you for all other men. You can actually hear how wet you've gotten, and as the sound fills the room, his thumb begins to trace your entrance.

"Wish you could see this. You're fucking...creaming on me right now," he mutters in disbelief, smearing it across your skin. "How are you so wet?"

"B-because you're huge—the fuck else would it be?" you joke breathily, but it comes out as a stuttered mess.

Of course, you'd still be bantering back and forth while he's balls deep. Leave it to you and Josh to moan snarky comments at each other like it's pillow talk. He tries to retort, but then accidentally hits something spongy inside you that makes your cunt clench, and you cut him off with a sob.

"I knew you'd sound pretty," he admits, grinding into that spot to see if you'll do it again. And you do—you can't help yourself. "Might have to keep Wolf's dick if you're gonna sound like that every time I fuck you with it."

Holy shit. What happened to your sweet golden retriever roommate? This can't be the same guy who invites you over to his parents' house for Friday night dinners and seeks you out for comfort after his game kicks his ass one too many times.

That guy never struck you as the type to fuck you so good, you forget how to speak. Or the type to say shit like that. You manage to find your voice, wondering if there are more sides to Josh you don't know about.

"I sound even prettier when I'm cumming," you goad him. You're already so close, and you both know it. Especially with the new knowledge that whenever you hear him jerking off, he's thinking about you. You think about him, too. "But not as pretty as you."

And he almost proves you right, then and there. But to your disappointment, he freezes up, exhaling shakily behind you. If his heavy panting is any indication, he had no idea you were listening in the next room, let alone that you liked it. You don't give him a chance to catch his breath before you go in for the kill.

"You should cum inside me. I'd love to hear what that sounds like," you tell him, peering over your shoulder to see his face. But his eyes are already squeezed shut, and he looks like he's either about to cry or burst. Maybe both.

"O-Oh...fuck—"

Just as you're about to pick up where he left off, his hips jolt forward again, pushing him deeper than you were prepared for. The shock combined with the low whine still vibrating in his chest sends you reeling.

"Fucking ow. Be careful with that thing, Futturman," you gasp as your legs threaten to give out, but it tapers into a moan. God, even the pain feels so good. His arms encircle your waist to keep you from falling.

"S-sorry, I just...what?" he chokes out, and it's so high-pitched, you almost miss it.

"I'm on the pill, just—"

He slaps a hand over your mouth, and you shoot him a pleading look.

"Shit, don't—I heard you, don't say it again. Unless you want me to cum literally right now," he says frantically.

"Do it," you all but beg.

His face screws up, looking conflicted like he's doing everything in his power not to. But then your entire body is thrown forward, and he's finally fucking you the way you need him to.

The dull, syrupy ache from earlier ebbs into heady pleasure that sends you hurtling towards your peak, making your head spin and your walls flutter around him. You quickly forget about chastising or teasing him, and once he finds that perfect spot again, you forget everything else, too.

Josh isn't doing much better. He's devolving into a whimpering mess again, his movements messy and uncoordinated like he's about to lose it, and you're not far behind. You try to warn him between rough thrusts, but by the time you pull yourself together enough to speak, it's already too late.

"Josh, I'm...fucking cumming—fuck, I'm cumming," you sob, and your legs actually give out this time. You clamp down like a vice, gushing around him as your orgasm slams into you, wave after wave. It's intense and overwhelming, and god, you feel so fucking full.

You're too blissed out to realize how hard you're squeezing him or how hard he's fucking you through it, but it doesn't take long for him to steal back your attention.

"Holy shit, that's tight. Oh my fucking god, you're gonna make me—" He lets out something breathy and desperate, and you were right. He sounds so pretty when he cums.

Instead of catching you as you crumble, he yanks you up, holding you flush against his chest while he empties into you as deep as your cunt will take him. His hand splays across your stomach so he can feel himself moving inside you, and the other cups your cheek, tilting your head towards his. Then, his lips are on yours.

Your first kiss with Josh is awkward and messy, a heated exchange of breath more than anything else, but it's still perfect. Because it's him. He tastes vaguely like apple juice, sweet and a little tart, and it spreads across your tongue as the kiss deepens. He moans into your mouth, trembling as his hips slow and your aftershocks wring out the remainder of his orgasm.

For a while, you stay like that, letting Josh hold you and kiss you insistently, then sweetly once you've both come down from your highs. He doesn't part from you until his cock softens and slips out, and even then, he only pulls back far enough to turn you around and rest his forehead on yours.

"That was...," he trails off, his long eyelashes fluttering as he processes everything you just did together. Your eyes meet his, and you get lost in soft hazel, anxiously waiting for him to continue.

"You're incredible," he finishes, gazing at you almost reverently. You're flooded with relief, unable to stop the huge smile that spreads across your face. And you don't want to.

He kisses you again, and you melt into each other, slowly sinking onto the couch. This time, there's no heat or desperation. You're just enjoying the newness, exploring what already feels so comfortable and familiar.

Without breaking your kiss, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you onto his lap. His release begins to leak out of you, smearing across his thighs, and the sensation brings you back to the present. You can tell he's reluctant to pull away, but when he finally does, he looks nervous—maybe even a little insecure.

"Talk to me," you say softly, cupping his cheek and thumbing across the stubble on his jaw. He sighs, averting his gaze as he leans into your touch.

"I'm just...I don't know," he starts, and you can tell that whatever it is, he does know. He's just scared to say it. You let him work up to it at his own pace, and after a long pause, he continues. "Would any of this have happened if the TTD hadn't swapped my dick with Wolf's?"

Ouch. You had a feeling this conversation was coming. These are the consequences you knew you'd have to face eventually, but you never expected him to believe you were so shallow.

You school your expression before responding, trying to ignore how much it hurts that he could think so little of you.

"Yeah, I think it would've. It might've taken a little longer, but we would've gotten our shit together eventually. The TTD stuff just sort of...sped things up," you tell him honestly. "Maybe this wasn't obvious before, but I clearly like you, new dick or not. Most of the shit we do isn't even remotely platonic, and I'd never do that with another roommate, let alone fuck them. I thought you knew me better than that."

"I did—I do. I'm sorry, of course I know that. Things are just happening really fast, and it feels like everything's changing—you and me, my body, the future," he says, exhaustion creeping into his voice. "I like you so fucking much. I just needed to know you didn't sleep with me after all this time because my dick got bigger."

His words sink in, and your expression softens. He looks more vulnerable than you've ever seen him. You hold his gaze for a moment, then lean in to kiss him, draping your arms over his shoulders to pull him close as your lips move purposefully against his. Separating, you meet his eyes again.

"Josh, I could care less about superficial shit like that. It could literally fall off right now, and it still wouldn't matter as long as you and I are okay," you respond, hoping he believes you this time. "And for the record, I wanted to sit on your dick, too. I just never got the chance."

He huffs out a laugh, relief radiating off of him in waves. "Have I mentioned that I really like you?"

"Oh, I know," you grin, wiggling in his lap to ease the remaining tension. "I think you forget our beds share a wall. I've had to listen to you jerk off almost every day for over a year, and I don't know if you realize this, but you say my name. A lot."

He smiles sheepishly, his cheeks turning pink. "Jesus, okay. Point made."

The two of you quickly slip back into easy banter, and it feels good. You're still the same roommates who annoy the hell out of each other, but everything's out in the open. Now, you can actually act on all of the offhandedly dirty shit you always say to make him blush.

"I never said I didn't like it," you laugh, biting your lip. "Maybe I can help next time."

That catches him off-guard, and he accidentally swallows wrong. "Uh, yeah," he clears his throat, trying and failing again to sound nonchalant. "I'd be down for that."

"Can I put it in my mouth?" you ask innocently, and he winces, tipping his head back onto the couch. His hands slide up your thighs and squeeze, tugging you closer to his crotch.

"I'm gonna get hard again if you keep going," he whines, even though he's already halfway there.

"Not really seeing an issue here."

Threading your fingers through his hair, you guide him back to your lips and kiss him messily, still in disbelief that it took a time travel disaster to finally get you to this point.

You'll have to thank Wolf for his noble sacrifice later.

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[jahayla-parker]

Boy Friends : Conrad Fisher x Reader Smut Epilogue

Description: 3,370 wc SMUT, the ending to Boy Friends -a jealous!Conrad fic available here.

Warnings: 18+ only, smut, MDNI, oral sex both male and female receiving, vaginal penetration, explicit sexual content, riding, praise and praise!kink, cum, cum swallowing, orgasms, very light nipple play.

Y/n ran her hands down Conrad’s chest slowly. “Are you okay now?” She whispered, stepping closer to her boyfriend.

Conrad grinned down at y/n and hummed. “Never better,” he confessed.

“Yeah?” Y/n asked, batting her eyelashes dramatically. She licked her bottom lip and tucked it between her teeth as she stared expectantly at Conrad.

“Yeah, thank you, darling,” Conrad replied, snaking his arms around y/n’s waist. His hands rested on the back pockets of her shorts.

“Of course, Connie,” y/n purred. She bent her head until her lips met Conrad’s neck. The second her plump lips grazed his suntanned skin, Conrad let out a soft moan.

Conrad tightened his hold on y/n. After he’d pulled her closer, her body now flush against his chest, he hummed to himself.

“So then I guess you don’t need me to show you just how much I love you,” y/n mumbled lowly, placing a wet kiss to Conrad’s neck. She laced her fingers in the hair at the bottom of his head and tugged lightly. “Remind you what separates my boy friends like Jere from you, my boyfriend,” y/n whispered against Conrad’s heated neck, “hmm?”.

Conrad groaned, the noise coming out almost in a growl. “Don’t use Jeremiah’s name in the same sentence as boy friend,” he muttered enviously, pulling y/n closer to him by sliding his hands into her back pockets. “Even if as boy friends and not boyfriend,” Conrad directed, leaning into y/n’s lips as they rested on his collarbone.

Y/n played with his hair with pretend innocence. “Still jealous there, Con?” She questioned, hinting that she was offering to try a different remedy than her more pure attempts from earlier. Y/n moved her hands to Conrad’s chest as she stared up into his eyes.

Conrad rolled his eyes as if offended by y/n’s insinuation. But, his flushed cheeks gave away his other thoughts. “I thought I didn’t need to be,” Conrad argued, raising his eyebrow as he gazed down at y/n.

“You don’t,” y/n agreed with a smirk, trailing her hand over her boyfriend’s torso. “But,” she hummed quietly before biting her bottom lip. In a sultry voice, her hands roaming Conrad’s body, she purred, “it seems like maybe I need to prove that to you”.

Conrad’s adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. He could already feel the tension between his penis and the previously-loose material of his shorts intensifying. “I won’t oppose to that,” Conrad accepted, his voice merely a shaky whimper. He could’ve sworn he was going to lose his mind as he watched y/n lower half to the ground in front of him.

Conrad took an impassioned breath as he watched y/n kneel before him, her fingers already hooked under his waistband. He licked his lips while she worked to free him from his shorts. Conrad shivered as y/n’s nails faintly dragged along his engorged skin.

Y/n smirked as she lowered Conrad’s swim trunks to his feet, his dick eagerly springing upwards. “Mmmm honey look at you,” she said zealously, sliding her pointer finger down the path of Conrad’s v-line. “Ready for me already?” y/n asked as she brought her hand closer to his dick. “You just can’t wait to feel my lips on your cock, can you, Connie?” Y/n purred, the back of her fingers teasingly stroking down his length.

Conrad whimpered, his eyes screwed shut in lust. “Y/n…, I-,” He babbled incoherently. Conrad lazily opened his eyes, enlarged pupils now drawing in the sight before him. He gasped as y/n pressed her palms into his hips and pushed him backwards. A tiny surprised laugh left Conrad’s lips as his back landed onto the mattress.

Y/n wasted no time kneeling on the bed and crawling back to Conrad. She made her lips swollen and plump by biting and licking them erotically as she neared her boyfriend. Y/n settled her knees on the outside of Conrad’s thighs as her upper body towered over him.

Despite Conrad’s slightly dazed state, he was cognizant enough to remember he needed to grab something first. He chuckled sweetly at the confused expression on y/n’s face as he turned slightly and reached for his nightstand. Conrad wordlessly flipped back around, a hair tie now between his fingers as he returned to his original position under y/n. He signaled for her to lower her head to his chest, smiling to himself as her hair sprawled across his torso and lower neck. Conrad quickly tied up y/n’s hair in a horribly messy knot, grinning at her as she lifted her head back up.

Conrad saw the surprised expression on his girlfriend’s face and chuckled briefly. He smirked. “Please,” Conrad scoffed lightheartedly, his fingers trailing y/n’s waist. “You know how much I love to see your pretty face when you suck me off”.

“Mmmm,” y/n nodded with a matching smirk. She let her eyes flicker from Conrad’s face for a moment as she grabbed his hard-on. Y/n breathily hummed encouragingly as she stroked the backside of Conrad’s shaft. She bit back a smug smile as she felt him already twitching in her hands.

Y/n smirked at just how easily she could rile Conrad up. She lowered her mouth onto him, proudly accepting his full length in one go. Y/n puffed her cheeks, intentionally letting the steamy air in her mouth hit his erection. She didn’t involve her tongue yet in her enrapture of Conrad, just having her trapped breath cascade over him. Her actions made him whimper as he shifted against the bedding under him.

Y/n narrowed her cheeks, her lips pursed tightly around Conrad’s dick. Her tight encirclement explored its prey as she leisurely pulled her head backwards. Just as y/n’s lips slid off Conrad’s length, he instinctually lifted his hips upwards, closer to her face. “Shhh,” y/n whispered sweetly, “just sit back and relax, Connie”.

Y/n took a recharging breath before sultrily rewetting her inflamed lips. “It’s my job to take care of you tonight,” y/n’s saccharine voice promised, “I’m going to show you the exclusive benefits to being my boyfriend”. She watched as Conrad’s eyes widened with excitement.

Y/n tauntingly lowered her head right above where she was steadying his erection. She teasingly gazed up Conrad, batting her eyes visible to him just over his tip. Y/n kitten licked his tip as she maintained eye contact. Upon seeing Conrad’s white hot reaction to her touch, she lapped her tongue further down on him.

Even as Conrad moaned loudly and gripped the sheets, Y/n took her time reminding him of the ways in which she was his. She slowly took more and more of him in her mouth, twirling her tongue around him. Y/n knew her jaw was going to be sore tomorrow as her lips held his twitching dick steady. Eventually, due to Conrad’s burning desire for more of her, she had to rest her hands on his hips to keep him from bucking. Tonight was her night to work, not his.

Y/n continued to suck Conrad off, a smug glint in her eyes as she watched her boyfriend squirm over her touch. She wordlessly moved one hand from his hip, trailing it upwards sensually until it cupped his left ballsack. Y/n squeezed him as she pulled her lips off briefly in need of air.

Despite y/n still playing erotically with his balls as she caught her breath, Conrad wanted to check in. “Are-,” he moaned, “fuuck…”. Conrad chuckled breathily at himself. “Are you doing okay?” He asked considerately, his fingers lazily running down y/n’s cheek.

Y/n smiled appreciatively at her adoring and chivalrous boyfriend. She nodded, taking another deep breath to refill her tired lungs. “Yes,” y/n answered upon seeing Conrad’s silent but knowing look; she needed to answer with her words for him to be satisfied with her state. Y/n lifted her other hand from Conrad’s hip and used it to stroke his damp dick. Both hands rubbed their respected treasures in the way she knew he loved. Once she felt she’d sufficiently caught her breath, she licked her lips as she lowered her head back down to his twitching member.

“You’re doing so good, Conrad,” y/n praised as her tongue slid off of him. “You taste so good,” she complimented, going back in for another taste. She moaned around his girth, eyes closed as Conrad’s audible moan erupted into the bedroom. But, y/n could tell he was holding back; she knew her man too well. “Don’t be shy, I want to hear how good you feel”.

Y/n’s praise and encouraging request made Conrad crumble. His hips sank into the sheets, his abdomen and torso curling forward and up slightly. Conrad grabbed onto the messy knot he’d tied y/N’s hair into moments before, needing to hold something. “F-fuck,” Conrad moaned loudly as stars clouded his vision.

“That’s it, baby,” y/n purred, one hand still grasping his balls, the other now drawing circles on his v-line.

“Y/n,” Conrad moaned, his head heavy against his mattress. “I-I…I’m…” he stuttered, moaning again as y/n’s teeth tenderly grazed his cock. Conrad took a shaky breath as he tried to warn her of what was coming. “B-babe,” he huffed, “I’m gonna.. c-cu-“.

Y/n leaned back, lips momentarily parting from Conrad’s trembling cock. She gazed lovingly at her lustful boyfriend. Y/n smiled and nodded, “that’s fine”. She watched the relief cross Conrad’s glossy eyes as she dropped her head back down to his waist.

Y/n felt Conrad’s fingers tugging at the hair in her messy updo as her tongue swirled along his cock. She focused her movements on helping him cross the finish-line, her tongue sneaking down to his trigger point. Y/n showed Conrad she knew his body like nothing and no one else, her tongue pressing tenderly on the spot she knew would get him. She smugly moaned against his cock as he tightened his grip on her hair as her tongue merely grazed what was essentially his cum release button.

Y/n quickly sucked on Conrad’s erupting dick, swallowing his heated release. She continued to lap up his release with soft strokes along his shaft.

Conrad moaned sinfully as he struggled to keep his eyes open. He loved the sight of y/n orally pleasing him as if her life depended on it. But, the ecstasy of his high made his eyes feel heavy. Even as his eyes reluctantly shut, his lips continued to praise her name.

Y/n pulled back, licking the remaining drops of Conrad’s salty cum off her lips. She analyzed his fucked out expression, smiling as he slowly opened his eyes again. “Hey, baby,” she cooed, letting go of Conrad’s heated pelvis and cupping his face.

“Th-thank-,” Conrad breathed heavily, heavy fingers dancing on y/n’s cheek.

“Shhh,” y/n lovingly cut Conrad off, “I’m here for you, babe.” She gently lifted his hand off her cheek and pressed a kiss to it. “Anything else I can do for my lovely boyfriend?”

Y/n noticed Conrad’s shy smile and slight apprehension. She knew that meant he had a desire for her to fulfill but didn’t want to push her too hard. She’d learned long ago that Conrad could easily go multiple rounds but always worried about overdoing it with regards to her sake. “Tell me, Connie,” y/n whispered, batting her eyelashes slowly.

Conrad seemed to take y/n’s repeated question as reassurance of her ability to keep going. He smiled lazily, “I want you to ride my face”.

Y/n’s eyes widened, not expecting that response. “This is about you, Con-“ she replied, giving him a thankful smile.

“I know,” Conrad said, his voice laced with his appreciation. “But.. Fuck,” he muttered lustfully as he threw his head back against the bed. “Just thinking of it… You… your pussy,” Conrad rambled unintelligently, “…always tastes so good”.

Y/n stared at Conrad. She hadn’t anticipated such a request. Her goal was only to get him off, not attend to herself.

Conrad shot y/n a relaxed smirk. “Come on, sweetie,” he pleaded, “you said you wanted to remind me of the privileges I get by not only being a boy whose a friend, but your boyfriend”. Conrad drew messy shapes on her thighs but his eyes stayed on hers. “Surely you won’t deny me this privilege then, hmm?” he taunted, nonetheless still alert for any sign she might not want this.

Y/n shook her head and grinned bashfully at Conrad. She quietly lowered herself off of him and off the bed. Y/n took in the sight before her as she stripped at the end of Conrad’s bed.

Conrad scooted his way up his bed as y/n crawled back onto the mattress. He watched with delight as she moved to straddle his chest. Conrad leaned into her hand as she stroked his face while gazing into his eyes.

As y/n went to move her bottom half to his mouth, Conrad halted her movements. “You’re okay with this right?” He asked respectfully. “We don’t have to do this, if you don’t -“ Conrad continued softly.

Y/n knew if she said no, Conrad would stop whatever he/they were doing without being upset at her. Even now with her current goal in place and Conrad’s mixed emotions over her friendship with Jeremiah, she knew if she stopped now Conrad would still never even jokingly claim she didn’t prove how her feelings for him differed from that towards Jeremiah. But, she wanted this too. It might not have been her intent going into this, but she surely was not going to complain that her boyfriend wanted to eat her out. Especially not when Conrad was sinfully talented with his tongue.

Y/n nodded, “I’ll gladly do anything you want me to baby, just relax for me, yeah?” She hummed, “I want this too”. “Now…Let me take care of my man,” y/n purred as she pressed Conrad’s chest deeper into the mattress.

Conrad moaned as his head flopped back onto his pillow as y/n moved upwards on him. His hands instantly find her bare waist, fingers sinking into the skin of her inner hips as she lowers herself onto his face. As Conrad’s lips greedily made contact with y/n’s private set of lips, they both moaned.

Y/n lowered herself onto Conrad more, practically crying in ecstasy as his tongue dived into her. She began rolling her hips in dramatized circles, head tilted back and resting against her neck. Y/n whimpered sinfully as Conrad started to suck her folds into his hungry mouth.

Y/n panted with ecstasy as Conrad’s smug chuckle at her reaction vibrated against her. She moved further up to the headboard, grabbing the top edge of it as she let more of her weight fall on Conrad. Y/n wrote Conrad’s name in cursive with her hips as his grip on her tightened.

Y/n obeyed Conrad’s request as he tapped on her thigh to signal for her to let the rest of her weight rest on him. She sank down completely into Conrad’s face, his moan ricocheting deep inside of her. “That’s good, baby,” y/n mewled, wishing she could somehow sink into him further. “Fuck,” she purred, hands sliding down Conrad’s headboard until they found an accessible part of his hair. “Holy-, you’re…, making me feel so good, Connie,” y/n praised in a whimpering voice.

Conrad graciously lapped up y/n’s juices, savoring the taste. He slid one hand to her ass, giving it a hard squeeze. Conrad gasped when y/n unexpectedly not only moaned but thrusted her hips forward against his nose. Conrad purred into y/n, squeezing her asscheeks again to hear her moan his name.

Conrad’s other hand blindly explored upwards under y/n’s shirt, tugging at the fabric in his way.

Y/n quickly pulls the shirt over her head and tosses it to the floor. She gasped as Conrad effortlessly managed to untie her swimsuit top despite her once again seated on his face and blocking his view. Y/n could feels Conrad smirk proudly against her folds causing her to whimper.

Conrad cupped y/n’s breast in his large hand and started to blindly play with it. His tongue enjoying the way her juices flowed in response. Conrad used his thumb to tenderly play with y/n’s hardened nipple. He could tell by the pulsations in her cunt just how much she was enjoying this; enjoying him.

It took Y/n a moment to pull herself back to her self-assigned task, the unbelievable ecstasy having temporarily distracted her. She focused on the amazing sensation of Conrad’s skilled tongue exploring her inner walls. Y/n took advantage of his tongue’s current position and tightened her vaginal walls around it. “Conrad!” she screamed in pure bliss he responded to her clenching with a hearty moan that vibrated against her as both of his hands tightening their hold on her. Y/n couldn’t hold back the gush of fluids that poured into Conrad’s all too eager mouth.

Conrad pulled y/n’s hips upwards on his face as he drank her sweet release. He felt y/n tug at his hair as she bent her head backwards with a beautiful whine.

Y/n reached behind herself, stretching her fingers as she took hold of Conrad’s once again hardened cock. Simultaneously, she slid the other hand to his neck. Normally, she’d leave a hickey for him to notice the next day. But, given Conrad was still actively eating her out, her mouth couldn’t reach. So instead, y/n pinched some of the skin on his neck in between her thumb and pointer finger and tenderly rolled it with some light pressure.

Conrad’s moan caused his neck to vibrate against y/n’s hold. She grinned, stifling her lustful panting as she focused on making him feel even better. Y/n twisted the hand that was holding onto Conrad’s cock. Her actions made Conrad nip slightly at her insides.

Y/n reactively tightened around Conrad’s tongue, her hips lifting some before going back down onto his face. She lovingly rubbed his shaft as she purred. “Fuck, you’re so big, babe,” she praised. Y/N’s leg shook as Conrad thanked her by slamming his tongue against her g-spot. “A-and s-so talented with that tongue,” she mewled.

Y/n resisted the urge to cum as she continued to ride Conrad’s face. The sheer ecstasy stemming from his mouth exploring and setting claim to her pussy was mind blowing. Y/n suspected Conrad must’ve known she was resisting her climax as he brought one hand up to her clit as he began sucking on her cunt. “Ahhh, Connie!” She screamed, eyes screwed shut.

Conrad greedily pulled on y/n’s hips, guiding her pussy harder against his lips. He stroked her thigh lovingly as he helped her ride out her high. Conrad’s pace on her clit never faltered even as he inhaled her aroma and effortlessly lapped up her orgasm.

When she finally came down from her climax, y/n brought her attention back to Conrad once again. She slid her throbbing cunt down his face and onto his chest. As she looked over her shoulder, y/n could visibly confirm that Conrad was close to another orgasm himself. Therefore, as she listened to Conrad whine over the break of contact despite panting for air, she made a plan.

“Shh, handsome,” y/n smoothly instructed, “I told you I’d take care of you”. Before Conrad could even question it, she swung around on him until she was straddling him facing away. His hand had barely come up to steady her ass as she lowered her mouth back onto his cock. Y/n quickly sucked off the pre cum that had already released before she’d even reconnected her mouth to him. She made rocking wavelike motions with her lips against his twitching shaft. Y/n’s tongue played tauntingly with his dripping tip.

Before y/n could take any further action, she felt Conrad’s cock twitch uncontrollably as he squeezed her ass. Y/n heard his satisfied moan echo into the air as Conrad ejaculated into her mouth. She took her sweet time licking him clean while placing kisses to his sensitive cock.

When y/n’s lips officially left Conrad’s dick, she carefully spun around so she could see him. She proudly grinned upon seeing the fucked senseless look on Conrad’s face. “I’m so damn glad I’m your boyfriend,” he mumbled with a shit eating grin as y/n played with his messy hair.

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[hornyhunie]

you're scrolling around on your favorite porn site to- well what else- get off some steam and relax a little. usually all of those ads are about milfs and penis enlargement pills, some even funny, but today the only pop-up ads are these writhing tentacles and various dumb puns about getting laid. absurdity aside, the sight is a bit more intriguing than any advertisement youve seem before, you figure your anti-virus software will keep you safe so you go ahead and click on one of them.

suddenly youre taken to a site full of videos of people laying eggs, dates and times with a general timezone on each video, none of them with sound but you could only imagine the moaning. before you know it youve found yourself wandering to a video or two, unable to notice the way your computer has started to whir- as if the simple single tab on your browser was taking up everything it had to run. you feel hot, your heads spinning, your hand between your thighs and working at your own skin, just distracted enough that when wire-woven tentacles settle onto your office chair you don't even notice.

you just cant stop looking at those eggs that are in the videos, every one of them the same as the other. was this some mass marketing stunt you missed out on? what sex store was leaving you out of the loop with this beautiful execution of mass-egg laying? suddenly, that tentacle wedges its way between your legs and knocks your hand out of the way, something already embedded in your mind that it belongs there. you spread open further to accept it. it pushes into you, hot and heavy, your eyes follow it to its source- your computer tower. you'd dreamed of it, honestly, but never thought of it becoming real. it sprouts more and more wires to hold you more places, to fill every hole that it can with its wires, to make sure you stay calm while it pumps you harder and harder. something, wider then normal then wider, pumping into you. you'd seen enough to guess what whats happening, the heavy feeling in your stomach growing moment by moment confirming it all.

you were getting pumped with eggs, and you couldn't even do a thing to stop it, you couldn't even make a sound around the bundle of wires in your mouth. weirdly enough, they were smooth and slick, not wet, but synthetic and rubber and perfect to slobber around. not to mention the one inside you, your poor desk chair, the roommate that could be coming home any time soon.

by the time its done with you, wires retreating and letting you take a look at your ever so slightly distended stomach, you realize another wire is approaching. this time, not from your tower, but your monitor, more specifically, the camera embedded into its frame. how long were those videos again? you couldnt remember, and why would you care? your computer would take care of you, after all, it seems you're a part of something bigger than you can understand now, and your computer should handle that sort of stuff anyway

[dekuskeeper]

I just wanna fuck a dumb, cute boy.

Don't get me wrong, they're smarter than they let on, but so, so desperate for a girlfriend :(

I just wanna pursue them and see their absolute shock that someone actually wants them! I wanna see the little charade they do, trying not to scare you away with their weirdo tendencies and clinginess.

God forbid you see their browser histories!

-How to give head -How to last long on your first time -Penis enlargement pills -How to not act like you like it so much -How to delete browser history

What would be worse was you finding out the filthy little things they were into.

I just want to laugh at them, tease them a bit-

"You like this shit don't you, werido~"

I need to suck them off, just once. See them panic because their internet searching did nothing to prepare them for how fucking good it feels when your mouth is around them. See their legs jerk and hitch and hear their startled gasps-

They'll cum immediately.

Ride them while they recover, see them savor how warm and wet and tight your insides are-

"It's better than the fleshlight, right?"

See how quickly they'll go stupid, how their words die in their throats and come out as senseless moaning rambles.

They'll cum inside, they couldn't warn you, how could they?

They'll smile as they come down from their high, astonished anyone like you would show them such pleasure.

And they'll come back, each and every time, eager as ever~

Format inspired by @mysicklove (obviously)

[fangirltothefullest]

You need to go on this spam journey with me.

I will never open spam mail. Ever. But GODS I love peeking into my spam box sometimes and just reading the headers. TONS of fake paypal invoices, randos telling me about penis enlargement supplements and watches. My College sold my email which is fucking wild but that's why I have so much now and it's fun to take a peek and laugh at the silliness of the headers alone. My new favourite is tracking the ever fake and weird "life" of one totally real and not an automated bot Pace Kross, the everyperson with the email of jmackcross29 that have been dropping in my spam box since June.

"Pace Kross" is so busy in my spam box you guys. It begins on June 23rd, so simple..... (Read this in the most soap opera voice you can)

They're trying to link me totally not suspicious New York Times pet care articles. How lovely! They follow up with one of these:

A true person of culture: pets and traveling. And this of course is followed by a no subject email....

I am not interested, Pace Kross, you must step up your game. I shan't be swayed by your little games.

But then it gets intimate!

(don't be fooled it was not sent on June 17th, Pace Kross is a bit of a fibber)

They have photos they want to give me to send their love! Aww~! How very sweet! But then! Pace Kross's life takes a TURN!

Suddenly they want me to call because it's an "emergent"!! One that their physical health problems are causing them to be unable to do anything about!! TRAGIC!

I will never answer you Pace Kross.... what will you do?

Turns out I don't have to! And neither does whoever Kelsey is! My sister? My lover? My mother? Either way, crisis averted! And then we get more lore on my new relationship with this mysterious Pace Kross......

What am I celebrating 10 years of? New Development! I simply must know! am I engaged to this Kelsey? Am I married? IS it the anniversary of my birth? When I got my first car? What will their next email be?

July 1st- of course it's time to talk about fireworks. I now have new information! I must live on the East River! I learn new things about myself every day, thank you Pace Kross.

We are presented next with what must surely be photos of 4th of July. But who is Mack Danger? Is he with me? Is he my beloved? Is it our anniversary? The intrigue! Why is Pace Kross sending me these photos for Mack Danger's eyes and Mack Danger's eyes alone???

I will receive no answer, for I shan't open them.

July 5th, it is Christmas in July, of course, how could I forget. The plot unfolds- I have spent time with Pace Kross. I surely must know Pace Kross intimately to have such moments as reflecting on commercials that remind us of one another. Do not fret dear Pace Kross, I shall always be reminded of you whenever I see a commercial that establishes very little and leaves me questioning the product <3

But things take yet another turn.....

One must never argue politics, Pace Kross, you do not know what will be coming after all, immediately following your email.....

Is one from who I can only assume is your angry spouse! Alas, it too goes unanswered.

What follows are more emails for Mack Danger's eyes only. Impeccable curiosity spiking here... but I respect the privacy of anyone named Mack Danger.

Mack Danger must surely be a spy, after all, to merit such secrecy, and Pace Kross must be his informant. It only makes sense. It even says "top secret". The machinations unfold.....

And now the day arrives....

July 8th: It is my 10 year anniversary and I finally have context as to why Pace Kross was so upset they could not attend..... I am their beloved daughter! SHOCKING REVELATIONS ALL AROUND! A reel for my big day follows, of course.

Reminiscing got to them because they follow the big day with this:

I can only imagine this is Mack Danger they are speaking of in Philadelphia, followed by the pain they feel in missing me.

It leaves only more questions.

Was I put up for adoption at a young age? Dear me, what could have separated us?

July 16th: Mack Danger is now in Togo..... perhaps he knows why we are estranged. Was I kidnapped? Is there a ransom spam bot wanting you to pay to free me, Pace Kross? It's me I am here, your totally real and not fabricated estranged daughter and whoever Kelsey is... is likely here with me. Was that the emergent? Is Mack Danger on the case? Is that why I needn't have called any more?

July 20th, the last thing Pace Kross has sent to me. It holds no information, just an attachment I can only guess at. *stares into the middle distance*

I can only assume that whatever government had all those secrets has gotten to Pace Kross. I hope their dear angry spouse, Joan Kross, who is also probably from jmackross29@gmail, does not miss them too much.

[theeeveetamer]

One subtle thing I like about Fire Emblem Engage so far (no spoilers)

Or: the subtle ways in which game design pushes the societal expectation of Male-As-Default (and how Engage managed to avoid this one simple issue)

If you're a lady gamer, you might have noticed the thing I'm going to talk about. If you are a woman and you haven't noticed this, that's fine too, because it's such a deeply ingrained cultural phenomenon that you probably don't even notice it on a conscious level anymore. But I'm sure you've noticed it somewhere in your life. That's right, I'm talking about Male-As-Default, AKA the assumption that you are male until proven otherwise.

Maybe you got into an internet argument and were repeatedly referred to as "he" (and then you had the conundrum of correcting them and getting called "bitch" instead of "idiot"). Maybe you got a cute new puppy dog and everyone at work kept asking how "he" was doing. Maybe you were hyped for a new game, only to find out that the female protagonist was on exactly 0% (or at least in significantly less) marketing material than the male protagonist. Or, heck, maybe you're even plagued by constant junk emails advertising penis enlargement services despite your lack of one and your lack of interest in acquiring one.

There's far too many broad examples for me to go over, so I'll cut straight to the point.

Whenever there's a character creator, the "man" option is always first

My first Pokemon game, and one of my first games ever, was Pokemon Crystal. And while it's an improvement that there was an option to play as a girl at all, one of the very first things you see is this:

A list, with two options, and "boy" is at the top. If you want to play as a girl, you have to explicitly scroll down to the girl option.

This persisted throughout most of Pokemon's lifespan:

And Pokemon is hardly the only offender in this regard. Dragon Age, Mass Effect, and, heck, even my darling Stardew Valley are all guilty of this design sin.

Fire Emblem, too, has a history of this.

The assumption with all of these games is that you will want to play as a male character. If you want to play as a female character, you have to explicitly do an extra button press to choose the option. The female character is frequently posed behind the male character, under him, or in shadow initially (if she's shown on screen at all). At the very least, the cursor defaults to the male option first, even if both characters are shown with equal prominence on the screen intially (such as in Pokemon gen 6 and gen 7).

"It's one extra button press!" I hear some of you saying, "Who cares?"

Well, it's not exactly a secret that women have frequently been unwelcome in nerdy spaces in general and gaming spaces specifically. This is a meta-message, a subtle one, but one all the same. "You're unusual in this space. You are not who we are expecting to be here."

So how do you fix it? Easy. Just make men press an extra button too.

Both versions of Alear are presented with equal prominence on the character selection screen in Engage. The game does not automatically default to one or the other. It does not autoselect M!Alear while hiding F!Alear in shadow or behind him. If you want to play male!Alear, you press left and then A. For female!Alear, you press right and then A. Male is not default, just one of two options.

[tinyidle]

Too Good - JYH

literally based on a vision i had + something i watched at night 🤫

wc: 4k ( min reading time yay 😁)

WARNING: smut, pw/op, sex work au, foreplay, slight edging, oiling, safe sex (all sex workers must do this!!), rough sex, public(ish) sex, constant usage of the nickname "baby" (idk why av stars do this but they just do), multiple positions, multiple orgasms, degradation, praise, begging, dumbification, slight daddy kink, p*rnstar!yunho, bigd¡ck!yunho, charming!yunho, charismatic!yunho, dom!yunho, petite!reader, p*rnstar!reader, bigchested!reader, sub!reader, fem reader, yunho × reader, all fiction ofcofc

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a shortish man yelled loudly, jumping you right out your mindless daze. "alright, that's a wrap. thanks, folks!" you inwardly cringed from the amateur videographer's choice of words.

you've been in the adult film industry for five years, so you're basically considered a pro. you've heard how all types of av staff speak, and -- to be honest-- all of them have been nothing less than cringeworthy. ever since you started working at the young age of nineteen, you've also seen all types of "actors" and "actresses" come into and go from the av world. unfortunately there was a growing ratio of said actors and actresses leaving than staying. you, however, were one of the loyal ones who stayed, no matter how small the dick was or how unsatisfying the tongue felt. the job paid well, you've made some good friends, and you never had the urge to leave.

you always experimented and craved for more, though. you went from your more solo and vanilla scenes to kinkier scenes by the end of the third month of working. by the first year's end, you had three dps, five threesomes, and your first-ever "big dick". air quotes on the big dick because, even though it looked "big", it in no way felt big.

you knew that most men in this industry, like most women, feel insecure about their bodies and get work done. in the guys' case, they get steroidal drugs or penis enlargement surgery to get ridiculously huge. your body, however, knew real from fake, and your first big dick was fake. it was like a 'slim jim' in nature, and when you got it all in, it immediately felt limp by the second thrust. nothing close to how it felt with the dragon dildos and huge strapons you ventured with in the past. after the third year, you opted out of "monster cocks" and stuck to doing huge dildo solo shots instead.

it's now your fifth year, and you're being met with yet another amateur videographer and newbie producer who has begged you to do a monster cock special, with you refusing immediately. when they showed you the actor, however, you suddenly became interested. he looked much taller than the other men you're used to, and when seeing nude shots of him, you were surprised to see that his dick looked big even while flaccid. and he was handsome. you've never focused on the faces of the actors you worked with; only the actresses. but with him, he looked different. he seemed different.

"this guy," you started to inquire while hovering your painted fingernail over the picture. "this jeong yunho guy. how long has he been in the industry?"

"yunho's been with us for three years now. he tried finding success in the more popular companies but all the actresses there kept complaining about how he was too big. we thought they were exaggerating until he came to work for us. every actress he's worked with left sobbing about how he 'tore them apart'," the producer emphasized with air quotes emphasized by his rough-appearing fingers, clearly unamused from the past complaints. "we heard that you specialize in taking more than what you can handle, so we thought you'd be the perfect fit-"

"im in," you said cutting the chatterbox off which, to your surprise, made him smile widely. "this guy sounds like a challenge," you continued, "and i like challenges. when's the shoot?" you did impromptu filming, and you hoped that you'd get your hands on this man as soon as possible. you really wanted to see if he could give you what no other actor could provide.

"well, we hoped that you'd like to get to know him tomorrow, and then by the afternoon, we'd start filming. how does that sound?"

"perfect," you said, glad that you could get to meet up with him so soon. "just perfect."

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you woke up early to get yourself ready and prepared for later filming. once you made sure no stray hair was in sight, you drove to the studio where you were supposed to meet your costar. upon arrival you were surprised at how homey the place looked. it was as if the studio was a two-story house instead of an actual workplace. it made you feel comfortable. you walked in and found yourself a couch to sit on, taking out your phone and mindlessly scrolling online in search of more toys to use for your personal use, since that's what you would get for the lack of pleasure you've been constantly craving for.

"hi, im jeong yunho. you must be the wonderful woman ill be working with later on, correct?" a huge hand was extended your way.

you looked up, locking your phone and putting it inside the small purse you came with. yunho looked much more handsome in person-- beautiful even-- and he was much taller than what you expected. he wore a plain black tee, loose jeans and a high top converse, yet his attractiveness seemed to shine past his apparel. you felt glad that he dressed rather casually since you had one of your older floral sundresses that showed a bit of your cleavage. the dress caught yunho's eye as he glanced towards it before he landed them back on your own eyes. you don't mind, especially when you stared at his clothed bulge before meeting his eyes as well.

you noticed that he only looked a centimeter shorter when you stood up than when you sat down before. you shook his hand and greeted him, telling him your full name. "people call me all types of names, though. my favorite is chem, short for chemistry."

"really" he stated, clearly interested in the story behind the nickname. yunho seemed to be genuinely interested in you, something you haven't had happen in a while. it made you feel appreciated.

"because i like to experiment in the industry." he hummed in understanding. "so three years and no proper satisfaction?" you plainly asked to the man in front of you. being blunt is common place in this work field.

yunho sighed, nodding slightly before taking your smaller hands in his bigger ones. bold, you like it. "and i heard you've been in the industry for five years and had no proper stimulation." you, being a bit embarrassed, looked away and bit your lip before nodding.

the tall man noticed that and lifted up your chin towards his face with his thumb and index finger, looking into your eyes with slight lust and what could easily be mistaken for love. "i can help you find that satisfaction all those other men couldn't give you," he promised, "i researched all about you the night before and i bet i have what it takes to get you going."

you let out a small gasp in shock and slight flattery. no one's ever taken the time to find out what you liked, even when you had it written down in your 'about me' on your website and portfolio folder. you always made sure to find out about your coworker beforehand, and you let them know that, but them feeling the need to research on you seemed to not be mutual. up until now.

yunho smiled, knowing he stunned you. you forgot that, while searching him up, he was described as "one of an unexpected charmer" who could get you to clean his shoe using his charisma if he wanted. you also forgot his general description of being a big guy with a soft heart; you thought that part was all talk. turns out that part was as real as when it said he's 185 cm but looks like 190.

you shook your head, fighting hard to not turn into jello by your costar before the cameras were even on. with the two of you sitting down, you both started talking. as you got to know more about each other and had a few good laughs, you just knew yunho was the perfect guy for you to film with today, and you secretly hoped that you'd get to work with him again sooner than later after today.

after initial conversation, you decided to ask yunho questions about his family life, hobbies and what he does in his free time. he answered eagerly: he has a good relationship with his inner family, but his extended family acts as if he's not doing sex work; he has seven other friends who work in the business but don't work half as much as he does; his best friend also works in the same company with him; and he likes to go to local singing and dance classes as well as play video games. while he was talking, you were shamelessly touching his chest and thighs, slowly trying to work him up for tonight, which was only a couple of hours away.

"and what do you do for fun, sweetie?" yunho said while his hand was softly massaging the left part of your chest. you, being used to this treatment yet loving it, nonchalantly answered that you were into cooking and yoga. "hmm, cooking. i just know that id love having you around." he smiled, hands traveling from your breasts to your clothed center. you smiled and let out a heavy breath from his ministrations before asking one last question.

"so, yunho," you started to question again.

"hmm?" he was in a trance with your body: circling his fingers around your clothed center, barely reaching the pleasure point he so desperately wanted to touch.

you bit your lip while holding in any groans. "you have any dirty secrets to share?" you took his hand that was playing with your pelvis and interlaced the fingers with your own to get the man to focus.

yunho smirked, looking down and gripping his hand a bit tighter around yours before leaning in and whispering in your ear. "i like when small girls take me on their knees. face-down, ass-up is my favorite," he leaned back while you looked at him wide-eyed, shuddering yet forcing a small smile. "i know im big. it's obvious," his other hand motioned to his hardening member, "but knowing that my cock can be sucked in by a tight and obedient pussy and a wet small, wet mouth makes me impossibly hard."

he groaned, and you can tell he was getting impatient and was in slight pain from his boner. your eyes widened even more as you saw his bulge get impossibly bigger, stretching against his pants, causing him to groan out again in pain and small pleasure from the slight friction. he really wanted to fuck you, you could tell. the thought of such a fat, long cock being forced into you made you pool your panties in a way that you've never have before. you felt uncomfortable now in your own confinements.

you massaged the hand you took from your crotch earlier and leaned your head against his neck to help him get some form of relief. you, however, were deeply affected by his words, clenching wildly on nothing, legs rubbing together with a damp undergarment in between them. you let out a shaky breath. "i like the thought of a huge cock tearing my pussy apart, if that helps anything," you half joked. he responded with low laughter, and you laughed along with him.

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minutes turned to hours, and soon it was 4 pm. "alright guys! look who we have here." a voice and a camera reached your peripheral vision and you turned to look into the camera as you were trained to do tons of times before. "can you please introduce yourself? or are we intruding on a private moment?" the cameraman joked.

you and yunho laughed a bit before you spoke up, knowing you'd have to since recurring watchers would already know your costar's name. "im chem. im 24 years old, and this is my first time taking a big dick in three years." yunho eyed you with lust and amusement as you felt his hand pull away from your own and rest on your thigh, massaging the inner part of it. damn, you just love his hands touching your skin.

"wow! that sounds amazing," the cameraman responded. "so is yunho's your first real massive cock or one of many?"

"first," you smiled, looking at yunho and feeling the need to kiss him deeply. he has such kissable lips, you thought as the cameraman did his best to make small talk.

"and yunho," the camera directed to his frame. "when was the last time you had someone this petite in size?"

yunho smiled and danced the pads of his fingers on your inner thighs, making you giggle. "a bit too long. i have a feeling however that she might be the only small girl ill ever fuck," he laughed. you laughed as well, hoping that after this session you could get to know each other more as friends since he seems to be such a loving guy.

"by the end of this, viewers would definitely want more of you two, that's for sure," the cameraman said, being turned on by the way yunho seemed to avoid any more small talk by giving you small neck kisses, surprising you from the pleasurable gasp you let out. "ill stop talking and let you two do your thing before you get blue balls," he joked towards yunho, now training himself to keep quiet and focus on recording the action.

and action began. yunho lifted his hand to place it on one side of your neck while continuing his assault on the other side, sucking softly in small attempts to arouse you without leaving any marks that would be hard to heal the next day. you breathed heavily and let out low moans, grabbing his biceps in an attempt to grasp a sense of reality while remembering to stay pretty for the camera. yunho, disregarding the camera entirely and only focusing on making a mini mess of you, quickly trailed his kisses from your now cold neck by the saliva left from the kisses down to your chest, stopping at your cleavage before looking up at you so that you can pull the spaghetti straps down.

once you did, he took your bra-less breast in his large hand and began sucking. "f-fuck," you sputtered out in a shaky breath. your boobs weren't small at all, with you sporting a good c-cup, but under yunho's hands they felt like small dodge balls. you rested your hands on his head as he suckled on your breasts and flicked the nipples with the flat part of his tongue. somehow you kept leaking in your panties even though by now you would've stopped. he was that good.

yunho plopped off your boobs before looking up at you with glossy lips. "your tits feel amazing in my mouth, baby," he said with that charming, captivating smile of his, making you let out a moan and a small giggle. you, being almost too impatient and too uncomfortable in your underwear, instantly pulled it down. yunho chuckled at your hastiness. "look at that," he said, "chem wants me to fuck her that bad," he commented as if you weren't there, causing the rest of the crew to chuckle. his small humiliating stunt had you blushing, and yunho saw it. "i cant wait to fuck this tiny pussy open," he stated with a lick to his already wet lips, making you whimper slightly. "but first i have to stretch you out more."

yunho took his index and middle fingers in his mouth and sucked on it, getting cocky by the way you looked at him with reciprocated lust. he slowly slid them out his mouth before running them up and down your aching center, causing you to jolt. after a few more teasing strokes, he pushed them in. "ooh- fuck! f-uu" you cried out. the stretch of his two fingers alone felt like more than whatever toy or other fingers you could ever have had in you. you had to let yunho know that. "shit, you're so deep." you said, mouth agape as he added his ring finger in before experimentally wiggling them inside to help stretch you out, immediately reaching your g spot and he curled them up. your head hung back on the couch and you couldn't stop your heavy breathing as he began to thrust his fingers in and out of you.

"you respond so well to my fingers baby," yunho praised, making you feel proud of yourself. he kept his pace until he felt that you've loosened up for him, slowly pulling out. "let's show them how much i stretched out this tight cunt so far." you groaned aloud when you felt the camera zoom in on your dark pinkish channel that was being held open by yunho's long digits, arousal still pooling out of it. when the cameraman felt that he got a good enough view for the future viewers, he stood back into his preview spot as yunho lifted you up and gave you the first proper kiss in the entire time you two spent so far.

his lips were as kissable as you hoped. better, even.

"now i want to make you feel good," you smiled at him. apparently that grin went straight to his pants. "you cant seem to stop growing, can you?" you smirked. yunho could only groan and help you take off your now sweaty dress while he pulled off his top. you went to his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers and was comically smacked in the face with a cock that was impossible to naturally visualize.

yunho, seeing the clear shock on your face, smirked and tapped your cheek with his thumb. "told you im big," he teased. you came to your senses and stuck out your tongue to lick his head. usually you hated giving blowjobs because the actors barely took care of themselves as their dicks always felt rough, like sandpaper. yunho's head alone, however, felt soft yet rigid, and the feel around your mouth made you want to suck on it all day. "please, baby. take all of me in your mouth," yunho breathed out as he pushed your head forward. you relaxed your throat as you let all his girth enter your warm cavern. he filled all your mouth, and even though you could, it was difficult to swallow on him.

soon enough you used one of your unoccupied hands to wrap around the base so you could properly bob up and down while your other hand played with his balls. grunting, yunho took the back of your head and started thrusting roughly in your mouth, causing you to cough harshly.

when you pulled off for some air, yunho immediately rubbed your back. "shit, sorry chem," he apologized. "you alright?" you were glad he didn't want to hurt you or cause harm, even for porn. once you nodded yes, he smiled and continued in that manner: fucking your mouth harshly, your gag reflex retaliating hard, and him making sure you were okay to continue.

soon enough his moans got louder and louder until you felt a warm substance fill your mouth without warning. it tasted-- sweet. not necessarily like candy, but you were addicted. it overflowed your mouth and spilled on the sides, making you wipe that part off with your arm. "i could suck on you all day," you praised him with a plop, seeing how his once softened length got instantaneously hard again for no other reason than to feel you inside.

"before you guys get to the main course!" the cameraman interjected. you frowned and were about to protest until you saw him hand yunho a bottle of oil and an XL size condom. you almost forgot that 'big dick' men can cum a lot without knowing, and judging from his girth and the load you took on earlier, it was best they gave him the biggest condom size there was.

after rolling on the condom, yunho maneuvered you on the couch to have your hands on the back edge of it and your knees on the sitting part while he stood behind you, the camera moving in front of you both. he then took the oil from earlier and poured it on your round ass, you humming at the cool sensation on your heated skin. once he felt that he poured enough oil, yunho massaged it onto your ass and lower back to give the viewers a small example of how sexy you look. you knew that once you saw the cameraman move to where you and your costar would soon connect.

licking his hand, the tall man rubbed your core to prepare you still for his cock.

"ready, baby?" he asked.

you never felt more ready in your life.

"please," you answered while pushing your hips back, begging to be filled.

yunho angled himself to your bare pussy, rubbing the head up and down to collect your leaking arousal before slowly pushing himself in with a grunt. you surged forward, scared by how hard he seemed to be pushing in until he leaned whispered to you with a kiss to your back shoulder. "it's just the tip, chem. i haven't even gone in yet". you relaxed and let yunho continue.

you gasped loud and let out a high pitched whine once you really felt him push in. "fuck! fuck, fuck fuck fuck" you repeated as you felt more and more of his girth enter you. it was so much, you thought it would never stop. you even assumed that with a sharp pain you felt that he 'popped your cherry' (stretching you to oblivion) once more. he was that good. and that big.

once yunho was all in, massaging your hips in the process, he looked down and let out a long groan. the camera zoomed in to see his huge cock disappear in your tiny core, and you just knew then that the crew was in shock and arousal. all that could be seen was your oiled ass and yunho's hands holding onto your hips. your core clenched onto him like dath grip.

"im gonna move, chem. you feel so good that i might cum right away if i don't," yunho said rather breathlessly. you felt glad that you were affecting him as well as he was affecting you. he slowly slid in and out, small inches until he fucked half his length into you at a fast pace, with you screaming.

the more he fucked into you, the harder he bruised your spot, and your responses to his actions only made him go harder. "yunho! yun, baby i can't- im-- im-" you were slurring your words until you felt your more rare orgasm rip through you. "FUCK!"

yunho felt his thighs get wet and smirked once he saw the mess you made. he quickly pulled out and frantically rubbed your clit for you to squirt harder, which you did with a high pitched groan. you tried to push his hand away, but he just hooked your arms behind your back and continued his assault on your clit until you gave no more. he gave a slap to your ass and you moaned at the stinging feeling.

yunho turned you around and rested you on your side. he leaned forward and squished your cheeks between his fingers. "this pussy's mine for now, understand?" you nodded, whimpering once you heard him respond with "good girl". you wanted nothing more than to be a good girl for him and have his thick cock back inside you.

yunho oiled your ass again and rubbed it over you before lifting your leg up over his shoulder and once again breaching your hole, making you moan out loud. you were glad this was a studio and not an actual house. as the tall man went back to his brutal pace, he started to taunt you.

"i bet no one's ever made you feel half as good as this, have they?" he said. "such a tight little pussy that barely gets properly fucked. no wonder you're all over the place fucking different guys-- you needed dick from a real man. don't worry, baby. ill be the only man you'll want to ever fuck you."

yunho's dirty talk along with the delicious drag from his cock along your walls made you go completely dumb, nodding to whatever he said. you babbled incoherently, and a thin line of drool left your red lips. the crew were equally as turned on, very happy that they paired you two. he has to fuck you at least more than once now; you're too good to him to not.

yunho wiped off the saliva that left your mouth and wiped it on your erect nipples, making you whimper. "aww, is chem getting close from yunho's fat cock inside of her?" he angled his thrust to directly slam into your spot, causing you to jolt and cry out. "i want you in tears before you cum."

he again pulled out, making you whine at the loss. yunho smacked your reddened ass before sitting on the couch and lifting you on his lap. after re-oiling your ass for the third time, he allowed for the cameraman to move where the viewers could see where your shiny bottom would sit on his juice-covered cock.

you hummed and grunted a bit at how he didn't fit from you sitting by yourself, so when he forced himself all the way in you by pushing you down by your hips, your hands flew to his shoulders and shook violently. "yun, baby. fuck me, please. i need your cock," you begged.

your begging made yunho immediately fuck up into you as you began to incoherently babble again, along with your high pitched whimpers. despite your attempts to hold off, you found yourself wanting to let go after two minutes of yunho's thrusting. "i wanna cum," you whined out, brows furrowing from the intense pleasure. "please let me cum. daddy, please."

yunho almost stopped then and there. once he heard that word, his brain short-circuited as he then started thrusting roughly like a mad man. "cum for daddy, tiny."

"shit, daddy~~," you whined out while you felt yunho brutally assaulting your spot. you breathed out a satisfied moan as you felt yourself clench and cum once again on yunho's cock.

the grip your core had on yunho's lower self made it hard for him to move, causing yunho to feel the pleasure of your pussy practically trying to milk his cock dry. although he felt himself cumming, he needed to let go on your body for the camera view. he pulled out the best he could, discarded the condom in the near trash bin and jerked off to your spent body until he came with a loud moan. you felt ropes and ropes of thick cum land on your chest and pelvis. you were so glad he didn't cum in you unprotected. yet, since you plan for him to some day.

the cameraman allowed a few more moments to pass before speaking up. "so you're both spent, huh?" you and yunho both chuckled before nodding. "let's see the results of big boy here," he joked. you opened up your legs while the camera zoomed in once more. your pussy was red and a bit agape, your engorged clit visibly throbbing. "he fucked you good, didn't he." the cameraman commented mindlessly.

you nodded and chuckled before closing your legs. "yeah, he did." yunho sat next to you and pulled you up for another kiss. "no way am i leaving him. that cock was way too good," you stated half jokingly.

yunho laughed before rubbing your hips. "im glad because i don't want you to leave either." you both made out with each other until the producer wrapped up the scene.

you both got blankets from to wrap around, and after asking how the session went, yunho invited you to lunch. you were excited to see if his friendship skills were as good as his sex skills. but you had a feeling that they'd be better than you'd expect.

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would you believe me if i said that ive had this in the drafts since late july? yeah, and i kept revising it... hope you liked it!

[professionallydeadinside]

To be honest Toms personality is so random too me

The most bizarre shit he writes on his sticky notes “buy sex toys “. “Pretend you went to Juliard.” “Anal beeds???” “Dinner with the queen .” “I MUST love myself before I love others .” 😭 “Penis enlargement .” “Why is Chinese chicken orange ?”

When he has to write down his cell phone passcode you know it’s bad .

Also… not him hyping himself up after killing Henry and then sobbing and curling himself up in a bathtub an hour later ?

Casually getting doone and Kevin excited ?!?

Talking to colt as if they are best friends after ordering for him to get beat up?

Having doone deliver drugs to his hotel room and coming up with the “fruit plate ?”

His outfits are so random as well. The neon suit ?! That robe and leather yellow pants .

No because I love how when he wore the robe he kept sliding it to the side to show colt his abs 😭

And then while he was torturing colt he just randomly started speaking in a southern accent “what went wrong ?” “Got a little bit too big for your boots didn’t you ?”

He’s so random !!! But I love him!!!!

YESSSSS I LOVE THAT HE JUST. DOES THINGS?? AND ESPECIALLY LOOKING AT THE STICKY NOTES ITS SO FUNNY TO THINK OF HOW HIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT OPERATES WALKJHGFDFGHJ

Also his clothing,,,,,I need to know if he just saw them and he decided he needed to have them or if he hired someone to tailor make it for him wasghgfd

[kapitein-oranghien-29]

uhm, is that a pregnant Wario on your ref sheet?

Yes, yes, it is. To show I'm down for all the good ideas. I get too a lot of 'what's the weirdest thing you've ever drawn', probably because this think I'd be scared or disgusted by the awesome idea they have in their head. Oh, here was a fun idea;

It involved TG drone pumping a dude full of cum and eggs and that poor poor human changing mweheh (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵) more under cut, if thouth dareth

The idea is similar to the womb tattoos you see in MPREG art but anyway, It is like the eggs sit in his stomach and the stomach will grow as the eggs do because they're soft and can absorb nutrients. we're talking about someone that Drone kidnapped here not Drone himself, by the way. And his new pet’s internal systems begin to change. The muscle mass increase so the body can support its new giant growing dick and balls. The balls still produce cum sort of but it’s a lot of extra fluid for the main process. The change of the insides essentially changes the internal organs from being able to make piss as a waste system into the penis into essentially a birthing canal. So like one chamber lower than the stomach… I know hang in there it will get way worse partner…

And when it’s time Drone fully stimulates his incubator by having his toy sit on his giant cock and wrapping his tongue around and inside their mouthHe’s fucking their now super enlarged prostate while holding them in a place like a toy with his giant arms. And his tongue is easing his swollen eggs next to the walls where his cock can be felt. 

Drone’s children start small with tails so when they begin to hatch they swirl and swim in the “cum” formed by those new balls. You can see the toy’s giant ballsack writhing with their kidsDrone is focused on pressing against his toy's insides with his eggs until each one has hatched and they’re all safely in the lower chamber. The cock itself looks so similar to well…a giant cock. Bigger than Drones' dick actually it’s half the size of the giant and if it didn’t have a foreskin beforehand it has one now. The head is huge and fat and glistening and the urethra has been built up with muscle now with three ringed sections dividing the beast. Each section is capable of contracting and pumping so they can help their children come out into the world… Once his kids are in the ballsack Drone retracts his tongue from his crying toy (tears of joy, pain, lust whatever you fancy XP) and rolls a special dose of pheromones from his pits up to his lips before kissing his toy and triggering the most mind breaking intense orgasm of their life.

He withdraws his tongue to snake it across his toy’s writhing body while they go insane from the pleasure and stop making human noises entirely. He teases and prods his kids from the outside and encourages them to swim through the tunnel and follow the liquid to the exit

The slit itself is at first tightly closed but just larger like the dick it’s on until one baby gets there and with a jolt like blowing a load it opens and the child forces its way out. Bc the kid is larger than the hole it’s both painful the way it stretches and so fucking intensely good that the toy cums again and again. Any observer could see how deformed the end of the toy's giant cock is and could track the wriggling children as they escape. And in the case of a hatchling being stuck, Drone cums a healing hormone into his toy and pulls his cock out before walking around to the front. Similar to a gaping asshole or wide open birth canal the slit is just open for the world to look inside its now oozing tunnel. Drone gets on his knees and slides that masterful tongue inside to its furthest reaches (making his toy cum mindlessly again even more) and scoops his last kid out.

When done, the toy is physically exhausted but still leaking… well it’s not exactly cum anymore after those changes to its body and the kids can lap up their milk. And then bam Drone has a new incubator ready to go for as long as they can hold out. No longer human and desperately craving for the intense feeling of being full and cumming that hard again they can’t ever go back to their old lives fully corrupted by Drones musk and mutations….

[specialmouse]

How are you planning on killing yourself you worthless pooner that will never be loved by anyone, not even the dog you feed peanut butter from your enlarged clit you insist is a penis?

Not even the dog i feed peanut butter from my enlarged clit i insist is a penis? 😔

[amandagardendee]

Do not read if you arent into MPREG

This includes a somewhat graphic and unassisted penis birth.

“P-Pregnant?!” He cried at seeing the two lines on his pregnancy test. His wife simply smiled and walked over. “Yeeep.” “But I’m a guy! Wh-Where will it come out of?!” She shrugged, still smiling. “We always wanted this child.” He looked nervous. “b-but i didn’t think it would be me carrying it…” She hugged him. “Everythings going to be alright. I’ll be right here beside you the entire time.”

9 months had passed and she held up her promise. She was there for him through the entire thing. And it was amazing. She was so loving and kind throughout the entire thing. Though, there was one thing she wanted to do. She wanted to watch him push out his own baby by himself, and would only intervene if things went wrong. Of course they would have a midwife, but she wouldnt be in the room. He’d just give birth while she comforted him from the side.

“Huff, huff…” He anxiously waddled around the room, rubbing his swollen belly and his lower back: he was completely naked and his dick was abnormally large and erect. He had been laboring almost the entire day, and was still waiting for his water to break (wherever it would come out of). His wife was sitting on the bed smiled at him and photographing him occasionally. “Oohh…” he bent over the bed, gripping the frame and rocking his hips. He whimpered quietly and whinced as a contraction tore through him. His stomach had never felt so tight. He was so full and anxious to get this baby out. “Breathe.” his wife reminded him. He swallowed nervously and nodded at her, continuing to waddle and labor, until- “GYAH!” and *pop*. A mix of blood and water shot right out of his dick as he nearly collapsed in agony. “AHHH!!” he clutched his stomach and nealt down into a squat. “Sh-shit its coming- NGHH! out of my cock!” His wife perked up. “Interesting.” He screamed as he felt something hard and big slide into his dick, causing his already enlarged penis to become even bigger as a lump tried to pass through. “N-No! No no no I- HNNGHH I CAN’T! IT HURTS!” his wife smiled lovingly at him. “Push, dear. You can do this.” He grunted loudly, bearing down as he tried to move the mass in his member. He opened his eyes to see how mishapen his dick was. It was red and sore, with veins bursting as a watermelon sized lump was trying to squeeze out of him. “Oh fuck!” He cried in horror at the sight of his poor penis. “Augh…” He attempted to stand up and sit at the edge of the bed, lightly touching his penis. His wife watched him intently. “Go on then. Push out your baby.” He nodded at her and grabbed his dick, grunting and bearing down: the mass hardly moved. He felt tears pricking his eyes, his entire body drenched in sweat. He already wanted to give up. “I- I can’t! AUUGH IT WON’T MOVE!” He began to sob, rubbing his stomach and sore penis while moaning. “Cmon darling. You need to get it out one way or another. Push, hard!” He inhaled before pushing again, screaming as the mass finally began to move. He opened his eyes again. The mass was barely in the middle of his penis. “Good job. Push again.” He did so, gasping as the mas was near the tip of his penis. “FUCK ITS C-COMING!” He almost bore down again before his wife stopped him. “Hold on dear, don’t push. Your gonna tear. Breathe.” She cupped her hand over the tip of his cock, causing him to writhe in agony. “No no PLEASE LET ME PUSH! AHH!” The mass continued to move at a slower rate as he cried, trying desperately not to push. “Easy… there we go, its about to crown.” She removed her hand and replaced it with his. He gasped as he saw his babies head peeking through his tip. “Hngh.. A-AHh… Oh…” He lightly pushed and the babies head popped out, blood trickling out of his cock. “Good. Now push. Push out our baby.” He gasped and took both of his hands, cupping the head as he bore down again. “HNGH- AHHHH!” The rest of the body slid right out. “Oh! Oh god…!” He sobbed as hr fell back into the bed, holding their baby. “You did it.” His wife smiled proudly, taking one last picture.

[thekingofcrochet]

Also i learned about penis enlargement surgery (how it works and the scummy doctors involved) yesterday and i want every penis haver to know that i love you and your penis is very good the way it is (unless you don’t want it then feel free to yeetus that penus)