#it isn't super incesty tbh I wanted a little more

[choking-porcelain]

Her Favourite

incest and plushification ig?

Idk I'm scared of Tumblr taking but blog down and I don't get how tags work but yeah.

Your favourite beloved plushie who you’ve grown up with for your whole childhood, who you’ve always seen as a big sister, plushie girl who’s been your only real companion for your whole life, plushie girl who you start to fall in love with.

Plushie girl who you wake up to struggling to get you up for work with a strained wiggle. Plushie girl who lets you cry into her soft stomach in joy as you realize you finally have someone to love you. Plushie girl who’s come to life to save you. To help you piece your life back together. Plushie girl who accidentally makes you late for work (again) because you’re so overjoyed.

Plushie girl who starts to notice a pattern. Another day late, another customer upset, it’s starting to look like you might get fired again. She tries to encourage you to keep going, but she can see how much it takes out of you. She sees how much it’s hurting you to keep going, to keep pushing beyond your limits. She can’t let you keep this up. She’s your big sister after all.

She starts helping you get basic things done. Your sister starts cooking meals for you, so you don’t have to worry about it when you get up and when you get home. She’s just happy that you finally seem to be feeling a little better. Still the same grind, but at least it’s you have something to look forward to.

Your big sister can do better though. She takes up cleaning, and day by day, your apartment is just a little more spacious, a little more comfortable, a little more yours. The both of you. You don’t have to worry about all of that anymore, you have a big sister to take care of you now. You can just focus on doing that -horrid- job of yours. She does all she can, but she’s still mostly a plushie, confined to this apartment of yours, and her heart still breaks watching you come home exhausted everyday, even if your expression brightens after seeing her.

I mean, honestly, she seems to understand the jist of the job, all the chats you’ve had where you complain and eventually have to explain a little more detail about your field to help convey your meaning. She even helps you with certain tasks when you’re allowed to do them at home. Honestly she could probably do your job better than you could…

Who needs humanity?

You sit on the bed as you watch your big sister get dressed for her first day at work. You’re not really sure how this all works exactly, it’s not like you swapped bodies or anything, you’re still in what is -loosely- your body, and she’s in what is-

Fuck, has she always looked so good in a suit? The way it hugs her hips and thighs, the way the collar frames her neck…

No no no bad plushie. She already does so much for you. It would be rude to ask for so much more, especially something so perverted! Then again, she seemed ecstatic at the opportunity to take your job, and humanity, you guess, if it meant making her sweet little sister happier. Maybe when she gets back…

It’s been a few weeks since you first asked. She was a little hesitant at first, said you didn’t need to do anything for your big sis, but after you made it *very* clear that you wanted this, she agreed. She’s been building a new part for you for the past week or so. You can still feel the blade fresh in your mind, and she opened you up just last night, always attending to your pained gasps, being careful to not let any stuffing fall out. The strange shifting feeling as her fingers pushed you aside to make way for the new attachment. The tingling of the needle going in and out and her fingers pinching your fabric to the new toy. The feeling of unity as the final stitch was tied off and the new pussy was accepted into your being. Just a few hours until she comes home.

Plushie girl who sits on the bed, who’s been waiting patiently for you to get home. Plushie girl who’s voicebox lets out a pained whimper as you slowly strip your uniform off. Another button, another soft squeak. You’re undoing her buttons now; not really sure why, but the fabric underneath does feel nicer under your roaming fingers. Plushie girl who sits, helpless, as you squeeze each and every part of it, feeling the way each touch sinks in. Plushie girl who watches in rapt anticipation as you slide your panties out, gently coaxing your massive length out. You line it up and it moans when your tip brushes its opening. Plushie girl who shudders in pleasure as you slide it in. “That’s a good little sister; take it all for me.” You’re not even halfway in yet. Maybe you were a little too self indulgent when you made her a fleshlight, taking a few inches off so she couldn’t fit all of you without stretching out. Maybe not, seeing the way she gasped and wriggled under you as you shoved through her. “Good little plush. That’s actually all of it!” you swear with a giggle. She’s a little preoccupied with the literal rearranging of her being it seems. Shame. Not like it matters. You’ve still got a few hours left in you after all. Plushie girl who finally has a real purpose: giving her big sister a place to relieve her stress after work.

Plushie with a heap of new parts. Vibrating little hearts that beat when squeezed, little packets that warm up, new fabrics, better padding… it’s a shame the voicebox had to be replaced with a smaller one, but it can still moan.

A big sister’s favourite plushie. After all, the new vibrators she added have been

really good at helping her take some stress out.

[punkscowardschampions]

Jesse & Jac

Jesse: [okay so in my head it's at least the next day and obviously she's not going to school and neither is he because lowkey doesn't want to ever but brings her a cup of tea in the morning when everyone else is going off and then leaves] Jac: Practicing for your illustrious career in the café industry? Jac: Dad will be equal parts proud and horrified Jac: that'd be a...latte, yeah? Jesse: Depends on if you reckon it's needed Jac: Think it's a flat white, actually Jac: I'll ask him, be nothing but thrilled Jesse: thrilled about you talking Jac: you could be a little more buzzing yourself, honestly Jesse: I am Jesse: silent brooding works better for lads Jesse: and it's sorta my gig Jac: Don't worry, I'll leave your guitar out of my 'brooding' Jac: keep it truly 🤐 Jesse: 👍 Jac: You been tasked to make sure I don't top myself or this purely about your knowledge adversion Jesse: writer's block Jac: well you aren't co-opting my heartbreak Jac: not being another bitch who never gets the credit she's due Jesse: have a credit Jesse: don't matter to me Jac: Got enough hits, Mr Sensitive? Jac: alright Jac: it would piss Jude off if I got mine 'fore her Jesse: chart faves are shitting themselves Jac: yeah, you're well top40, always said so 😏 Jesse: prefer the 🤐 off you then Jac: Charming Jac: no wonder I'm so well-adjusted Jesse: you're doing alright Jac: Ha, what are you basing that expert opinion on? Jesse: 👀 Jac: Notoriously deceptive, 👀s Jesse: depends whose Jac: Remember when we started school Jac: and the teachers used to get our names the wrong way 'round Jesse: yeah Jesse: put a k on yours and an i in mine Jac: right Jac: maybe we can really commit to the swap now Jesse: if you like Jac: I could get the silent brooding down Jac: my sex aside Jesse: I'm not doing everything you do Jesse: be knackered Jac: you kidding? Jac: I'm laying here watching this cuppa go cold Jesse: [comes in and drinks it because we don't waste tea in this house] Jesse: don't stare at an empty mug Jesse: that's 💔 Jac: [the smallest lol ever] Jac: what do I do then? Jesse: [gets his guitar and starts teaching her some basics, like well if you're gonna be me] Jac: [that's a nice moment] Jesse: [just passing that guitar between them like] Jac: ['does it work then?'] Jesse: [a look like what?] Jac: [looks at the guitar then does 💔 mime] Jesse: [gets his phone and shows her how many songs/playlists etc there are on spotify or wherever about heartbreak with a shrug like it must do] Jac: [a look back that says 'or it doesn't'] Jesse: [a look back like maybe nothing does and looks at his imaginary watch like maybe time does] Jac: [scatching look like your mother] Jesse: [😏 like both of your parents] Jac: [taps the empty mug like make us another one? 'might be able to drink some of this one'] Jesse: [goes to do that and will bring her biscuits of course] Jac: [I'd love a biscuit rn tbh] Jesse: you know what would work? Jac: tell me Jesse: 🥊 Jac: I can barely hold a mug Jac: you want an easy win that bad? Jesse: you held a guitar Jac: not as hard as you want girls to believe, pretty boy Jesse: piss off Jac: 😏 Jesse: told ya you were doing alright Jac: not dead yet Jesse: 👍 Jesse: Jude would have it said you are Jesse: or dying Jac: She's got Auntie Grace's dramatic streak Jac: she'll wanna 🥊 me for saying it but can't hide from the truth Jesse: she wants to knock out loads of people Jesse: get in line Jac: I'm not queuing Jesse: 💔 isn't a killer then? Jac: Haven't you ever? Jac: ❤ or 💔 Jesse: only been in like Jac: reckon I've only ever been out Jesse: what do you mean? Jac: I thought it was ❤ Jac: but it weren't Jesse: weren't to you Jesse: or weren't to them Jac: Is there a difference? Jesse: yeah Jac: if it's not reciprocated Jac: it's not real Jesse: if it was real to one of you Jac: Only in my 🧠 Jesse: you reckon? Jac: I know now Jesse: if they even know Jac: what do you mean? Jesse: how they feel might be complicated Jesse: in their 🧠 or ❤ Jac: She made her feelings really clear Jesse: one of them Jac: It's not even how much this hurts Jac: and it does Jac: but I'm going to be completely alone Jesse: [brings her the tea and biscuits and does the feelsy lean on her that JJ do like no you won't] Jac: [just tapping his hand like she did the mug because we can't be smiling or showing appreciation in any way more than this rn] Jesse: [we drinking tea and eating biscuits cos emotions] Jac: [again, a nice moment, even though if you could cry, you would be] Jesse: [his biscuit falling in his tea and him doing the 💔 mime] Jac: [kisses her teeth like amateur 'won't tell dad'] Jesse: [does a little spur of the moment song about it that's so silly] Jac: [snorts 'oh, now I get why you have fans, yeah' shaking her head] Jesse: [throws a pillow at her because father's son] Jac: [hits him with it, obvs] Jesse: [lets her because it'll help] Jac: [should turn into you lowkey angrily beating him with the pillow like a crazy grieving person 'cos tea] Jesse: [100% approved and he'll eventually just hug her when she's exhausted her anger] Jac: [allowing it 'cos you need it] Jesse: [you seriously do gal] Jac: [loved this tbh] Jesse: [I like them together a lot] Jac: [but not in an incesty way ty] Jesse: [no no] Jac: [later, like, he left] Jac: thanks Jesse: it's just tea Jac: no just about, boy Jesse: 🙄😏 Jac: just let me know when you need a cup, yeah? Jesse: every hour on the hour Jesse: tah Jac: don't take the piss, like Jesse: don't sound like me Jac: 'course not Jesse: real food? Jac: biscuits are the most important food group Jesse: Dad entered the chat Jac: thank fuck he hasn't Jesse: worse people to talk to Jesse: in this house Jac: don't need to tell me Jac: dreading when she gets back Jesse: I'll take her on a dog walk Jesse: long Jac: throw a ⚾ and lose her Jac: bless Jesse: you've done the runner Jac: it worked so well Jesse: no seeing the future Jac: dunno if anyone thinks it's all that shocking Jesse: you weren't doing it for shock factor Jac: mum thinks I'm such a prick Jesse: She don't have the full story Jesse: and she can be a prick Jac: she ain't saying it like a compliment Jesse: not personally gutted that you weren't as good at pissing off as her Jac: 🤢 Jac: careful Jesse: 🤠 Jac: gotta live up to the namesake, yeah Jesse: don't wanna be the other McCartney Jesse: and you're more likely to invent Facebook than I am Jac: but how will I know I've got a beautiful soul now? 💔 Jesse: Talk to her Jac: who Jesse: the girl you love Jac: I can't Jesse: not today Jesse: but she's not going anywhere Jac: she's gone Jac: I can feel it Jac: nothing is the same now Jesse: loads has been happening Jesse: cut her some slack Jac: you didn't see the look on her face Jesse: I've seen her with you loads of other times Jac: she was in love with Tyler Jac: everyone knew it Jesse: was Jac: that was me Jac: their breakup Jesse: No it weren't Jac: I've done a lot of shit Jesse: that's not why she reacted like she did Jac: She's straight Jac: regardless Jesse: she said? Jac: the 👀 Jesse: it's for her to say Jesse: I got shit scared the 1st time I performed, it don't mean I never wanted to again Jac: well, she can Jac: not getting my hopes up here though Jesse: she'll be alone an' all Jac: if she weren't 💬 him in her uber back Jesse: you reckon? Jac: probably Jac: wouldn't be surprised Jesse: that's rough Jac: mhm Jesse: You wanna come to tonight's gig? Jac: How 💔 is your set? Jesse: it ain't Jesse: but it ain't set in stone Jac: don't go changing it on my account Jac: not fit to be seen by the public Jesse: write down the songs you wanna hear Jesse: if you can hold a pen Jesse: pub's in the middle of nowt Jac: I could use a drink that don't have milk in Jac: no white russians Jesse: should've said Jac: not before 5PM Jesse: real food 1st Jac: Dad entered the chat Jesse: don't wanna clean up your 🤮 you prick Jac: then don't Jac: and I'm not an amateur Jesse: 🖕😏 Jac: they got a 🚽 yeah? Jesse: Dunno Jac: Jesus Jac: super ⭐dom is well glam Jesse: Piss off Jac: can we be out the house 'fore they're all back or what Jesse: if you like Jac: you don't wanna be unfashionably early though Jesse: we can find somewhere else to go Jac: alright Jac: better than repeating the same conversations again Jesse: 👍 Jac: 🤠 Jesse: dress code? Jac: I'm not that gay Jesse: gutted Jac: 💔 Jesse: if we ain't matching, better not Jac: let us borrow a hat Jac: not gonna be pulling Jesse: Alright Jac: give me time to wash Jesse: don't have to queue Jac: polite to pretend I ain't a state Jesse: is it? Jesse: or are you just not? Jac: oh yeah, winning at life, me Jesse: weren't what I said Jesse: but you don't look like Alice Cooper, you can have that Jac: Cheers Jesse: 🏆