#human!lust

[junipers-insects]

Oh?? What's this????

Human!Lust

!?!?!

But...

Anyway i just wanted to get these over with and move on to different skeletons

Also here's the sketch because I thought it looked cute

[monstersholygrail]

Full moon with your werewolf bf except you're the one being chained up. You aren't exactly sure how you convinced your bf to do it. He had always made sure to keep himself chained in the cellar during that time of the month. But after your incessant begging he had given in. Under this one condition.

You have to be chained up in his place. When asked why he had told you the intensity of his full form may frighten you but to stay calm. He tells you that as soon as he's caught onto your scent he won't be able to let you go and running will only make him all the more quicker to mount you. You didn't know what you were getting into.

Now as your wrists dig into the cold metal... you know. And you want more.

The unsympathetic chains dig into your wrists as your fully turned bf fucks into you with abandon, his claws piercing your skin as your greedy hole sucks his cock back in with every thrust.

As your werewolf bf plows you into another sweeping orgasm, your back arches, a loud groan echoing off the cobblestone walls. Pain mixing in with the pleasure as your pussy weeps, milking your bfs cock and trying to push him out at the same time as he cums right after you.

Your cunt is so full his release spills out of you and splashes against the concrete floor. Eyes squeezing shut, your mind and body war against each other. Though body quickly wins out.

“Ah— dammit! I need a break. Baby, please, I need a break,” you beg, your body aching yet also wanting more. The need for rest briefly overpowers your never-ending craving.

But your werewolf bf merely growls ferociously, jaw snapping in his displeasure. Leaning his giant form over you, he cages you in, teeth sinking into your neck. Making his claim clear before his hips start snapping back inside of you.

Your cunt flutters helplessly around his girth and you whine, needing even only a moment. With his warm fur covering you, a light sweat begins to glisten across your body. Allowing the grip of the chains on your wrists to loosen just enough.

So when your werewolf bf throws his head back and howls, you take your chance. Slipping out from under him and bolting toward the door. A part of you maybe even wanting it to get to this point. To have your werewolf chase and mount you brutally.

Furious growls vibrate through the quiet night, your bf right on your tail as you run toward the surrounding forest. Just as you’re about to make a break into the trees, werewolf bf pounces, crashing into the hard grass and taking you with him.

His arms curl around you as you both tumble through the thicket. Either to protect you from the harsh wood or making sure you can’t get away again. Probably both.

The moment you two stop, werewolf bf doesn’t hesitate to mount you and slam his cock back deep inside your pussy. Letting you know he’s right where he belongs again. Ready to force orgasm after orgasm out of your tired cunt for the rest of the night.

You see his long claws appear in front of you and you know you’re not getting away again. He’s caught his prey and he isn’t giving it up. A lazy fucked out smile graces your lips as your next orgasm begins to build.

[bunnis-monsters]

i don't know if you've seen them, but the krampus parade videos of krampus picking the girl up or kissing them 😍 bunni im begging you

Imagine being that girl.

You’re at the parade, waving and smiling. He notices you, all cute with your chubby cheeks looking so warm and squishy.

You’ve never been before, unaware of the traditions of the village. He’s never seen a woman look quite like you do, so plump with a full figure… it makes him feel hot and his pants tight.

Krampus walks over, easily lifting you, a claw tapping his cheek and of course you kiss it.

That’s when you notice he is NOT wearing a mask and you just kissed THE Krampus.

Of course that kiss was basically him slipping an engagement ring around your finger.

Krampus has chosen you as his bride, and everyone cheers when he carries you away.

He takes you to his den and quickly consummates the marriage, fucking you like an animal~

His cock stretches you out, his hand smacking your ass lightly while his tongue tangles itself with yours. You’re his pretty little mate now, his gorgeous wife.

Of course he stuffs you full of his cum, leaving your pussy drooling.

want more? send me a kofi! ^^

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[dark-moonlust]

Readers when the hot alien/monster wants to take them to their planet, sex them up with their unique schlongs, knock them up, and treat them like royalty for the rest of their lives:

[rs-hawk]

Chubby Orc Boyfriend who is so so loving and gentle when you’re not having sex. He loves braiding your hair, singing songs in his native language that you don’t know, but it makes you smile anyway. His hands, rough and calloused from years of war and hard labor turn to butter when he runs them over your body. He never misses an opportunity to show you how much he loves you.

But the second he’s inside you, he’s like a wild animal. Slamming into you without abandon, your human hole stretched obscenely around his massive cock. His fingers toying with your nipples until tears are streaming down your face. Your body is always littered with bruises from where he grips your waist too tightly, love bites and long, angry red welts form where his tusks scratch against your skin.

When he’s done, he collapses on top of you. His chubby stomach pressed against you and strong arms wrap around you, cradling you against him. He’d be back to murmuring how much he loves you, what a good spouse you are for always taking him so well.

[thrasherella]

Going from a human boyfriend that only eats you out out of obligation and isn’t really into it to a Werewolf Boyfriend who gets so excited about being able to eat you out that he’ll go for hours if you let him and he’s rock hard the entire time.

Yes, he wants to fuck you of course, but you taste so fucking sweet it’s hard to tear himself away.

...

"Wait!" she cried out, panting as she tried to catch her breath, face incredibly hot as a telltale crimson flush overtook her cheeks. He paused, looking up at her from between her thighs, the way he was making those puppy dog eyes at her driving her crazy. "I..." she hesitated, biting at her lower lip softly and breaking their eye contact; oh Christ this is so embarrassing...

"My last boyfriend, aahhh...heeee said that I, um, I don't taste good--" she could feel her voice staring to get choked up in her throat as the tears welled and threatened to spill down her cheeks, but before she could say another word his mouth was on her, and she gasped sharply, head falling back as his tongue drove straight into her soft walls, lapping at the arousal already dripping from her.

"What a fucking loser," he muttered into her, his hot breath causing her to shiver. "You taste like a piece of fucking candy...so sweet..." he gave a long, low moan as his tongue returned to her tight cunt, his cock swollen and dripping, begging for his attention, but he ignored his own needs for now. There would be plenty of time to stretch this pretty pink hole around his dick later; right now there was a feast to be had...

Her mind turned to static as he made out with her pussy, a symphony of ambrosial tones cascading from her lips; it was music to his ears. She hadn't known that this could feel so good, her blood running molten hot as his tongue plundered and tasted her relentlessly, pushing so deep he bumped up against her cervix, making her gasp and twitch; sharp teeth occasionally raking against her sensitive clit, her hips rolling and bucking as she squirmed beneath him deliciously. Chris had only ever put in the minimal effort when it came to eating her, acting like it was such a bothersome chore; this was like being worshipped, his lips taking full advantage of her, tongue filling her completely, those sharp, dangerous teeth testing her skin gently, lightning dancing along her spine as he threatened to break her skin but never did. She hoped she would bare his bruises tomorrow...

He let out little whimpers and groans that only fueled the wildfire that was raging out of control within her core, sucking her soft skin delicately, growling and grinding himself into the mattress in wonderfully agonizing anticipation.

He made her cum so many times she couldn't keep count; clawed fingers of one hand rubbing her swollen and throbbing clit until she was practically screaming, the other hand reaching up to tease and pinch her hardened nipples. She was unable to think as she came over and over against his mouth, onto his hand, soaking his face and the bedsheets with her sweet juices.

He desperately tried to lap up every last drop...

[fuzzyautumninmetal]

Something something about Housemate!Orc who doesn't understand why ChubbyFem!Reader doesn't like the way she looks. The moment he met you he was drooling like an animal at your curves. What do you mean you're too heavy? Shame, looks like he's going to have to show you how strong he is by fucking you against the wall

[davinawritings]

Just a random thought lol

Imagine naga boyfriend getting really possessive over you and wanting to mark you. He starts leaving hickeys all over your chest and neck but he tries to make them in a snake scale pattern.

He is so proud of himself when he’s done and sees his little design. He definitely does this every few days so the marks don’t fade too much.

🩷🖤❤️❤️🖤🩷

[lazy4honey]

Butterfly

Contains: a technically biologically female butterfly mothman-type monster, female reader, dub-con, fingering, ovipositor in v, belly bulge, cervix stimulation, pain-numbing aphrodisiac, brainwashing?, breeding with eggs, NSFW & MDNI

Recently, you’ve been having strange dreams. In these dreams, you see a pair of large butterfly wings whose colors and patterns obscure the figure they are attached to. Their psychedelic glow draws all your attention, making you admire them every time you see them.

With each dream, this butterfly person has come closer. After a few times, you can vaguely make out their shimmering eyes, just as enchanting as their wings, and you can plainly see their curiosity in them.

And this night, you see something additional.

Something… addictive.

The butterfly person has once again appeared in your dream. They are so close you can reach out and touch their wings, gently stroking the fragile yet strong surface in adoration.

The butterfly person seems to like this, staring at you with eyes full of desire.

They grab your hands and press you onto your bed. Then they gently nibble on your neck, rub their fuzzy body against yours, and let one hand wander down your body to your crotch, pushing your panties aside to feel your pussy.

You hum quietly, baring your neck and hugging them as you enjoy their tingling caress.

They pinch your clit and rub it back and forth, only stopping once they have elicited enough sweet moans from you and move on to your vaginal lips to pull and spread them. The soft fingers are soon coated in your fluid, easily slipping into your pussy and stirring your insides with their slow, exploratory thrusts.

You squirm beneath them and your shirt rides up from your clumsy attempt at shoving their fingers deeper inside, revealing your breasts.

The butterfly person keeps stimulating your vagina as they let off your neck. You can feel them raise themself slightly to stare at your nipples, then lower their head to sniff and lick.

But compared to your wet pussy, your dry nipples sadly seem to hold no appeal to them.

They resume nibbling on your neck, this time the other side, and you hug them tight to pull them closer, allowing your nipples to brush against their fuzzy chest every now and then. The slight, ticklish feeling mixes well with the heat pooling in your abdomen.

The butterfly person doesn’t care about your little moves. They stroke your inner walls, crooking their fingers and dragging them along the soft tissue until they suddenly find a rough patch amidst the gummy softness. You yelp as they poke at it, unsure whether you like this strange pressure or not.

The butterfly person however appears to find your reaction awfully interesting.

They prod the rough patch a few times and lightly scratch at it, but quickly move on again.

The fingers are pulled out, drawing a string of clear, sticky fluid. The butterfly person looks at their fingers and first sniffs, then licks them, and finally sucks them clean, as if the fluid were some kind of delicious snack.

Their fascinating wings sway as they reposition themself above you. You feel an erect, hot, phallic object slide between the folds of your wet pussy, moving back and forth between your ass cheeks and over your stomach, as if meticulously coating it in your fluids. It drags against your clit every now and then, causing your empty vagina to twitch with the desire to be filled.

Finally, they seem to be ready.

The butterfly person draws back a little, and the tapered tip of their girthy phallus slowly sinks into you, perfectly filling you up. By the time you feel their crotch press against your vulva, you can also feel the phallus’ tip tickling your cervix.

You gasp when they start to move. They pull out and then push back at an agonizingly slow tempo, making you clutch at their fuzzy back. Your pussy clenches around their length, causing the phallus to throb and coaxing a rumbly groan out of the butterfly person’s throat.

And then they suddenly speed up. Their wings sway as they plunge into you, almost desperate to cram their long, thick phallus inside your pussy and turn you into a moaning mess filled to the brim with their cum.

With each thrust, you feel their body hit your clitoris, and their tips push against your cervix, the pleasure eliciting one moan after another and making you unable to close your mouth. The incessant pounding, almost as steady as a machine, creates a bulge in your belly every time they fill you to the hilt. It makes you a little nauseous, but more than that, you feel your vagina pulse with pleasure.

After an unknown amount of time, the butterfly person’s wings tremble and their phallus grows even harder, throbbing as their hot cum spurts against your cervix and pumps you full until it even spills out of your vagina. The sensation induces you to come as well, your pussy fluttering as you cry out in bliss.

By the time you return from the high of your climax to the present, your cheeks are wet with tears and your crotch wet and sticky with the cum that gushed out of you once the butterfly person pulled their phallus out.

But you’re still aroused.

In fact, you might be even more aroused now than you were before.

Your pussy feels terribly empty, contracting around nothing and producing quiet squelching sounds.

Thankfully, the butterfly person understands your plight. You once again see their fascinating wings unfold above you as they directly slam their hips down on you, their phallus wonderfully ramming into your cervix with every thrust. What made you uncomfortable before is now sublime pleasure, even making you regret that them cramming their entire phallus into you doesn’t make your belly bulge more obviously.

Then, amidst the enthralling rapture, you feel a very thin thing penetrate your soft cervix. It should have filled you with dread and pain, yet now, in the middle of that unprecedented, bone-deep yearning to be bred by the butterfly person, you are elated to feel the thing slowly expand the opening in your cervix as they continue fucking into you.

Gradually, your cervix opens enough to take in the tip of their phallus that somehow seems to have gotten even longer. With it, their warm cum is worked into your womb and coats its walls, as if painting you with their scent. Wherever it touches, it ignites desire, close to inducing another orgasm, yet still missing something.

Finally, with one last, deep slam that makes your entire body tense, you feel their phallus throb again.

But this time, it’s different.

The base of the butterfly person’s girthy phallus swells like a knot, first pressing against your vulva and then entering you as their wings flitter rapidly. Guided by the phallus’ rhythmic throbs, the “knot” wanders through their length, stretching you wonderfully as it makes its way to your cervix and falls into your womb after a bit of nudging and pushing. This is soon followed by the second and third “knot”, the speed of their release steadily increasing until three eggs at once are being shoved through your pussy into your womb and you can’t stop coming.

They fill you up so nicely, cramming your womb with their seed and stretching your belly with their numbers.

You are so caught up in your stretched out orgasm that you barely notice the butterfly person’s slowly pulling out. Their psychedelic wings oscillate as they walk away and disappear from your view.

But you are not sad to see them leave.

After all, your belly is still stuffed with their eggs, and once the caterpillars hatch, they will bestow you with a new round of exhilarating pleasure.

[dungeoncrawlingwithoutprotection]

You couldn't help watching the weird behavior of the ant colony across the road from where you lived. Several royal-looking caravans marching in and out with seemingly more people going out than when they arrived, but you couldn't be sure of it.

None of it made sense, but you didn't want to pry. Not until you noticed everything stopping all at once. Curiosity got the better of you as you wandered the eerily empty halls of the place you'd toured once or twice before. Very few ant hybrids were left for some reason, none of them paying any attention to you.

Though upon entering the throne room, a complete accident on your part, you were quietly bushed by an older ant-hybrid. One who took the time to explain the sudden influx of ant queens from other colonies. Trafficing the most desired species away for their own colonies.

It wasn't long before another, much younger ant-hybrid entered the room. He seemed to be looking for someone, though when his eyes settled upon you... they dilated.

"My Queen"

He bowed, barely lowering himself to half your height. It took all your brain power to avoid short-circuiting in embarrassment, but the "damage" was done. As if the other ant-hybrids could hear the one kneeling in front of you, you were swarmed with ant-hybrids. All of whom were offering you food, drink, themselves if it would please you.

Turning toward your new advisor, he could only sigh and shrug. Though he wouldn't leave your side... unless you asked of course. Given special circumstances...

The only thing you could really do was go along with it, even if you didn't know the first thing about being an ant queen. But the dregs of this colony were incredibly sweet, if a little clingy at times.

[gothicdolores]

Bruh if we actually get a Dachande that doesn’t die this fandom will be riding high for years to come

[monstersholygrail]

Little Hatchlings

Dragon x fem!human - breeding, pregnancy discussions, cream pie, cockwarming, multiple orgasms.

Dragon husband who has no idea how humans have children like you assumed he did. You thought he had given how often he talked about spilling himself inside of you, how he needed to keep his cock inside you so as to not waste a drop.

But reality comes crashing down as your husband plows into your sloppy and spent cunt while lost in the throes of passion.

Dragon husband angles your hips with his clawed hands, making him reach that much deeper in your walls. You cry out, arms wrapping around his neck to bring him down to your height.

Your body starts to shake as you feel his scales brush against you with every thrust, coming closer to your peak. Breath hot as the fire that leaves his lips rumbles dangerously in your ear.

“Yes, that’s it. Take it. Take my cum and lay my eggs, sweet mate,” he hisses with a ferocious need. “Now be a good girl and paint my cock with your essence.”

As if your body was waiting for his order, you immediately start coming, your pleasure only heightening as you feel his release shoot deep inside your pussy.

It’s only when your Dragon husband wraps his arms around you tightly, molding your form to his, with his deep purrs echoing in your shared den do you realize what he had said.

"Wait— what?" You ask, mind whirling as you come down from your orgasmic high. A rumble moves through your husband’s chest as he nuzzles into your neck.

"Our hatchlings, my mate. I imagine you'll lay them soon after my seed takes root," he explains lowly, hand slowly caressing the curve of your stomach.

"Humans don't lay eggs, darling," you break the news to him before you automatically feel him tense. He looks down at you, worry etched into every line of his beautiful scales.

"Well then-"

"We get pregnant. Our bodies grow as our child does inside of us," you add, resting your hand on top of his on your tummy. Arousal pooling at the base of his member at the idea of him breeding you.

"So your body will begin to grow in size once I have successfully injected you with my seed?" Dragon husband asks slowly, scrambling to understand this change. Yet you can feel his cock hardening inside of you, the ridges on his length already brushing along your walls in a way that has you gasping.

"Yes," you breathe out, so heavily turned on by your husband. Your hands reach up to grasp onto his shoulders, knowing that images are pumping into his head as fast as he's about to be pumping inside your still sopping cunt.

"I shall keep a wary eye out. But until then..." His eyes flicker across your exposed body, his now rock hard cock moving as his hips regain their steady thrusts.

Showing he is more than ready to fuck into you, spilling load after load of hot semen deep inside your core. Not willing to let you rest until he sees your belly swell with proof of your unborn child.

[beccawise7]

Mmmm...

Closer, please.

~beccawise7💜🖤

[dark-moonlust]

Mοnsterfucking stories be like:

It’s always a perfect fit. Okay? ✨😏

[rs-hawk]

Chubby trans Orc girlfriend!!

She is built like a strongman from the 50s and just- holy shit. She’s so pretty. She has long hair but both sides of her head are shaved. She decorates her tusks with these pretty gold bands that match the ones in her hair. Her eyes are kind and her palms are rough.

She can bounce you on her cock until you’re a babbling mess while doing literally anything else! Sometimes she’ll get bored and need her human cocksleeve while she’s vacuuming or doing chores just to spice things up, and of course you’re always happy to comply! She works so hard for you how could you say no when she just wants to bury her fat cock into your sweet cunt? Besides she’ll always make you cum. The only “problem” is that she might do it so many times that your cunt keeps spasming around her cock so she just can’t pull out. It’s not her fault your cunt feels so good and it’s so easy to make you cum

[slightly-knot-insane]

De-stress

[ m!monster x fem!reader ]

a/n: your boyfriend needs some pick-me-up content: nsfw, hand job

Your monster lover has been chasing that promotion for almost a year... and just learned he wasn't getting it.

"I'm sorry, baby," you comfort him once he enters your apartment. "Don't worry, we have quite enough."

But he shakes his head solemnly. You know his instincts tell him he needs to provide more. Especially now when you are planning a family. "I will have to try harder," he huffs.

You hate seeing him so stressed out. He doesn't deserve that.

He removes his jacket and loosens his cravat by hooking one of his clawed fingers underneath it and pulling it almost violently. Looking at him so disheveled stirs something inside you.

"I will take a shower," he says and gives you a light peck on the lips. You can smell the faint aroma of his cologne and - even though you like it - something else makes your mouth water. His natural smell. It is so musky and potent you almost bite into his lips. But he is under the weather, poor big guy.

He goes into your bathroom and you stare at the closed door. Trying something to make him feel better can't hurt, can it?

Without knocking, you enter. He is hunched over the basin with his shirt unbuttoned. He looks at you through the mirror. "Hm? Do you need something?"

"You. I need you to feel better." You approach him and rub his side. He is too tall for you too reach his neck and shoulders, but at least you can knead some back muscles. You push hard on both sides of his spine, looking for knots that stress created. He groans. "Aaaah, that is so nice." You hug him from behind diving into his fur and scent.

He touches your arm. "When I'm with you, I always feel amazing."

He doesn't realize you are in no romantic mood. While staying behind him, you unbutton the top of his pants and move to the zipper. He smiles. "What are you doing, doll?"

"Shhh, just relax. Let me help you." You quickly pull his pants down and push your hand into his boxers. His fur is even thicker there, moist from sweat, and you dig through his curls to find his flaccid cock, oh-so-warm. "Let me make you feel better." You pump his phallus in your fist, all while looking at your boyfriend in the mirror, straight into his surprised eyes.

His arms drop down, face melts into blissful and dull expression. "Oh fuck, yes...."

You pull his boxers down to his knees with your other hand and touch the base of his tail. But only lightly because he is very sensitive there. He wiggles and his hips instinctively jerk, pushing harder into your fist. He is already semi-hard.

"Please..." He leans forward and places his hands on the countertop, his breath quickening. "Please, jerk it..."

You listen to his plea and wrap your fingers around his girth. He quickly gets fully hard, red, hot. His smell is intoxicating, the arousal oozing from his tip is making you drool and drip between your legs.

He sometimes rolls his hips but doesn't make any other movements. He lets you take all the control and jerk him off. He is panting, snarling and baring his canines. The mirror is getting foggy and it's hard to see him anymore. But you can feel, smell and touch him.

"I want you to come, baby. For me," you whisper to him and take his tail, pressing your thumb against that sweet spot and pushing your fingers against his anus.

He growls and trembles. "Don't... stop... I'll..." With a gasp and a grunt, you see his seed spurt all over the basin, dripping down your hand too. You don't stop jerking him off - you slow down to a steady rhythm, rubbing his glans, making him twitch and shake from overstimulation. He can't speak for a full minute while you gently caress his shaft, milking him fully.

"Fuck." He takes your sweaty hand, sticky from his semen, and kisses your knuckles. "I needed that."

"I know." You rub your face into his fur, inhaling the best smell in the world. "We should make this an after work de-stress ritual, what do you think?"

He turns toward you and picks you up into his arms placing your legs around his waist. "Absolutely. But this is only the step 1 of the after-work de-stress ritual. Now is time for step 2."