#leatherface x stretch

[iennoganan-aha]

Been thinking about my boy recently, I adore him so much 😭😭 and of course I had to draw my wife

💕Stretch💕

So yeah, I grace you with my doodles /j

[convoyhoo]

kaibutsu

[cocainegoth]

(𝑅𝐸𝒜𝐿𝐼𝒮𝒯𝐼𝒞 sexual) 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐵𝓊𝒷𝒷𝒶 🦇 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈 🦇

— TW: Violence, Cannibalism, SA, Thoughts of su!ic$d3 —

(pls send in recommendations or requests)

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• Stretch regrets seducing Leatherface at the confrontation she had with him in the radio station because it put her in more danger than she already was in. She didn’t do it because she was genuinely attracted to him it was the only thing she could do.. this man was 6’4 and weighed more than her wielding a chainsaw. Stretch was nothing compared to that monster of a man it was her only choice to survive but this went downhill and made Bubba fall in love with her.

• Bubba was so confused at the weird feeling he had in his pants that the little lady on top of the tub of ice and soda made him feel it was so confusing. It throbbed and felt so hard his poor body didn’t know what to do since he had never been taught or even knows what sex is. But humping himself against his chainsaw made it feel better gosh how pretty the tiny woman was. Bobby (Chop Top) always put her on the radio every night they were big fans of her show. He always wondered what she looked like since the lady’s voice was so pretty soft and gentle.

• Drayton refused to let Leatherface keep his Stretch but somehow he managed to convince him to keep her with him but got a beating afterwards for almost getting caught by the outsiders. They kept her in Bubbas room since it was his problem to deal with.

• Stretch craved to run away from him he was so hideous and disgusting to be around, what made her stomach turn even more was his mask that was made out of human flesh. She would never love a monster like him even if he hung up the moon and stars just for her. Stretches uninterest hurt Bubba anytime he went near her.

• it kept frustrating him the weird throbbing in his pants it wouldn’t go away making it hard for Bubba to work with the family. He would go near Stretch for affection at times but she would just avoid his touches and kisses never returning them back he had to beg her for some love. He was like a lovesick puppy easy to manipulate. Drayton was aware of this…how Stretch has him wrapped around her little finger so he would make Leatherface “discipline” her to learn her lesson.

• She refuses to eat dinner making Bubba upset it was hard to defend his girl from the family. If he did they would make him hit her again he hated taking his big hands to strike her delicate little body she was like a doll to him. She would whimper and cry begging for it to be over from the pain, Bubba didn’t even realize how strong he was. He would cry silently afterwards he just felt so bad harming Stretch but he had to do it to please his family.

• when he gets attention starved by Stretch he tries to dress up for her (Maybe if she finds me handsome she’ll give me some love) he’d put on his navy blue suit and his beautiful mask but still nothing from her. If he gets to desperate he rubs himself at night fantasizing about his baby rutting against him whimpering about Stretch kissing his lips and calling him a good boy (something he never hears from his family). Oh if she just let him love her his pretty girl, his precious lady.

• Bubba loves it when Stretch sits on his lap wether it be the both of them watching TV together or her just eating an apple in the dinner table he likes holding her in his arms it makes him feel happy having her small body against him.

• Stretch tried to run away for the first time it was late at night and Bubba was in a deep sleep next to her. Silently she slipped out of his arms and out of the sheets where she tipped toed to the door trying to turn the door knob silently as her trembling hands cautiously pulled it forward please don’t make a noise please don’t make a noise her inner voice told her being as quiet as possible. She looked back to see Bubba fast asleep his mask was off he hated her seeing him with his mask off. But he did this since it was hard to see his figure during the night it was the only way he could sleep comfortably. Stretch was aware of his insecurities but looking at Bubba sleeping softly made her feel a little bad she knew he was in love with her. But another thing she had to realize was that if she sticks around longer she might be a new mask for his collection the family might get bored of her and kill her off. She bursted through the door in her underwear only barefoot and cold making a loud noise as the door slammed against the wall. Waking up Bubba he pulled Stretch closer but then realized something was missing she was no longer in his arms. He panicked looking around the room to realize she had gotten out of bed and ran through the door he quickly put on his mask on and got up. He was so heartbroken that his love tried to leave him he couldn’t let her go not yet. Is his affection not enough? Bubba feeds her, takes care of her, bathes her, cleans her, and all he asks is for Stretches love. She couldn’t give him that? He quickly got down the stairs to see Stretch desperately trying to open the front door. All he could see was her chestnut hair along with her soft bare back and blue lace panties desperately trying to open the front door. Bubba ran to her picking up the little body with his hands as she tried to fight back she screamed and bit scratching him and biting but he just didn’t let her go. He dragged her back the bed and the day after got a really bad beating as instructed by Drayton.

• Bubba has really stressful and lonely days most of the time he works in the kitchen all day long butchering meat and crafting. He felt so tired his back ached and his legs hurt from how long he’d been standing up without a break Nubbins, Bobby, and Drayton are out so it was just Stretch and Bubba all alone. He put down the knife in his hands and made his way up the stairs to see her . Steadily he opened the door to find her on the bed taking a nap she was wearing a floral sundress that he gave her off of one of the corpses he found behind the house. Bubba blubberd and whimpered as his erection started to grow he was tired of rubbing himself to her all the time craving her affection that she never gave him. He just wanted some of her love it’s been such a hard day maybe he can take his loneliness out on her. Bubba went on the bed with Stretch waking her up in the process she turned around and quickly scurried away into the corner of the bed in fear of him. He reached for her hesitantly whimpering that he needed her in the moment. His cock was throbbing at this point he just wanted it to go away. Stretch noticed the growing of his pants and his squirming. Bubba grabbed her leg and dragged her towards him she told him to stop but he didn’t listen. He put Stretch in front of him standing his shakey hands reaching out to caress her cheek but she just moved away. Why won’t she love me? He thought to himself he’s been taking care of her this whole time now it’s Bubbas turn to be loved. He begged her to take her dress off for him gently tugging it so she could slip it off he wanted her so bad just this once? He whimpered for it to be removed it was like denying a treat to a puppy. Stretch didn’t know what to do what if she denied it to him? He would probably beat or even worse kill her…what if there’s no choice? The day she slept with him was the day she wanted to end it all. He couldn’t be gentle at all especially since he was a giant man making love to a small woman that didn’t realize the harm of his own strength.

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This is my first fanfic so PLEASE do not judge..😭🙏

If you have any recommendations for TCM please let me know! <3

[spookedlev]

Okay, I’m stupid and desperate. PLEASE if you have any songs that you even vaguely relate to Bubba x Stretch, tell me! The only ones I can think of are Lovers Rock by TV Girl, Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis (which I saw in a post on here), and maybe Saturday Night by the Misfits.

[nastyatticman]

a “would this be fucked up or what” dark slasher romance idea (canon typical violence & depravity)

something where Y/N is on the road with friends and their NPC boyfriend who they’re on the verge of breaking up with

they get lost, happen upon the Sawyer house, and all are killed - except Y/N. you’re spared because one of them has taken a liking to you.

Leatherface keeps you chained up in the room next to his. he visits you dressed in his grandmother persona to feed you and clean you and switch out the bucket in the corner.

later in the night, he comes back wearing his sharp navy suit and most beautiful mask… and yet you still reject him.

it frustrates him, but he soon comes up with a solution.

meanwhile you’re just biding your time and trying to get a grip on what the house sounds like. how to tell who’s where in case you escape.

you hear your captor’s heavy footsteps descend the stairs to the first floor, then it’s muffled before you hear him head back up, a bit slower. in his room, an old sewing machine whirs to life. he didn’t strike you as the creative type, oddly enough, but someone has to have made the morbid decorations in every room of the house

a while later he comes back to see you. his shirt is unbuttoned part the way down, tie loosened, he’s wearing a new mask.

he settles down next to you to get you to admire his handiwork - he’s sure you’ll like it, even if it was a bit rushed.

but instead you just don’t say anything. you don’t even plead with him to go like before, just look at him with wide eyes and breathe shakily.

he’s expecting an answer of some kind, and your silence just frustrates him further

but all you can think is how you’ll never forget seeing the flesh stretched out, sewn together, a scalp turned into a twisted version of a wig.

this morbid costume, you realize, is the last you’ll ever see of your dead boyfriend.

[ryujiinxx]

"i did not care for bubba x stretch in the texas chainsaw massacre 2"

[laconicenigma]

⁂ Bubba Sawyer x Male Reader

Hello!! ⍢ I’m new to Tumblr so I hope this is a sufficient first post… I love Leatherface!!

❀ ; Male reader, FtM, AMAB friendly! (He/Him) Reader is implied to be taller, possibly buffer/broader as well. He leans more towards traditionally masculine. He’s a smooth talker with a bit of Southern charm to fit the setting a little.

❀ ; Bubba Sawyer AMAB (She/He/They) Bubba may be bit out of character, I added in some of my own personal headcanons and such! A mix of their paranoid personality in the 1st movie as well as their affectionate side shown in the 2nd. Hope you like! ◡̈

⁂ Headcanons

It doesn’t take that much to swoon Bubba.

She succumbs so easily to a bit of flirting, as we can see from the 2nd movie. A bit of sweet talk with a sprinkle of pet names and suddenly she’s a big, squealing mess.

The whole Sawyer family is wildly eccentric, so you don’t have too much to worry about in regards to their acceptance. Sure, you’d most likely be a popular joke in the household but it’s nothing worse than what they give each other. Given the time of the film, the most you’d have to worry about would be the public’s opinion about you and your dangerous lover; but let’s just assume that they don’t get the chance to know about y’all.

On a similar note, your sex and gender don’t matter to Bubba all that much. He clearly has unique ways of expressing himself, and he knows it (because of all the teasing his brothers do). He wouldn’t find his feelings for a man to be weird or anything of the sort; though he’d still probably be surprised at the fact. Don’t worry your pretty little head though, Bubba is the furthest thing from judgmental.

The surprise would just be because they’ve always been more into femininity. Both in the way the dress themselves, to the people they’re attracted to— Bubba’s just always loved to indulge in more womanly things. But that doesn’t eliminate you from having a chance, not at all!

The second you sweet talk him with your smooth voice, he’s on the damn floor.

Bubba didn’t have to fortune of receiving affection while she grew up. She’s most likely been isolated from regular society her whole life, and we know damn well the Sawyer’s aren’t known for their loving nature. Take your hands and just gently graze her face a little, or tell her how sweet she is and how much you love her, she’s all yours.

Even just some basic manners will get you a long way with Bubba. They yearn for some sort of human interaction that isn’t clouded with blood and the hum of a chainsaw, don’t blame them! A ‘Thank you’ will keep them giddy for weeks on end.

Trying to shift to a more realistic perspective, though, you’d have to be one sweet son of a bitch to get the Sawyer’s to spare you.

We saw how Bubba eventually folded under the pressures of his families demands when it came to Stretch, even though he liked her quite a bit. If you even want to get close to the point of Bubba stepping in to protect you, you are gonna have to be the smoothest and most charming man he’s ever met (which isn’t very hard, but still). No trying to fight or escape like Stretch, though you’d probably meet Bubba on different circumstances anyways.

⁂ Scenario

‘Oh, god damn!’ Was the only thought that seemed to run through your head at the moment. Wrist pressed against your forehead and sweat dripping down your lips, an exasperated sigh fell from your dry mouth. It was moments like these that made you regret fixin’ up such an old girl to be your car; she could be a bit unreliable.

It’s not like it was the car’s fault, no, you should’ve known you were runnin’ out of fuel just from how long you’d been driving. But, damn, you really needed to fix up that faulty fuel gauge. Always having to be on edge when you traveled, since you didn’t know when your gas was going to run out. Shit, what was even wrong with it?

The sun was burning your skin, and you needed some sort of help. It was only you out here.

After wandering around the unfamiliar area for a long few minutes, a sense of relief completely washed over you when a large farmhouse came into view. The estate was beautiful, and you could only hope somebody in it would be willing to help you out. After walking through the long dirt driveway, you gently stepped onto the porch of the home. The old floorboards creaked under your weight, the peeling paint bringing a slight surprise to your face. The home sure looked occupied, though not very taken care of. You gently knocked against the white frame of the screen door.

“Hello? ‘S anyone home?” You tried to call through. If you looked closely enough, you could see into the interior of the home. For some odd reason, these people didn’t close their front door. That either meant that they were home, or they were just plain careless.

You called out once more, speaking to the walls of the home in hopes you’d elicit a response. “Hey, partner, I’m in a real bad place right now. I-If I could just get some help here, it would be much appreciated,” a chuckle carried through your speech, though you were only met with radio silence from the home. “My car’s broke down and, by god, it’s hot as hell today. If I could just get a glass of water, I’ll be in your debts forever,” you held your tongue after you spoke, desperate for any sign of life within the home. You were practically dyin’ out here!

You were about to make your ways away from the property when you heard some booming thuds from within the building. You leaned into the screen door, squinting as you tried to decipher the darkness of the place. You couldn’t make out much, though you were almost certain you could see a figure cautiously trying to make it down the stairs— almost like they didn’t want you to see them. The person looked— and sounded— huge, though. With the amount of area they were taking in the staircase, alongside their heavy and creaking steps— this person had to be big. Without a doubt. Even if you could only make out a silhouette.

Upon noticing the mystery person, a smile stretched across your handsome features and you began to wave at them through the screen. “Hey, partner! Am I glad to see you!” You exclaimed to them, though the figure stayed unmoving. You realized that you probably came off a little strong, so you attempted to backtrack in the case that they had just noticed you. You spoke again, this time much softer and sweeter, “My car broke down not to far from here. Real sorry about showin’ up on your property like this but I could really use some help. Anythin’ would be much appreciated,” You managed to coo through the screen, an inviting smile on your lips.

The figure seemed to be trying to process the situation, not moving towards or away from you, though you could see their head dart around frantically. Not a good sign. You attempted to calm them from afar, they were your only hope at salvation at the moment. “Hey, hey, hey, now… Don’t worry, I ain’t here for trouble, darlin’. I promise,” as the words left your throat, so soothing and calm, the figure laid their gaze directly onto you. You could feel it. “You don’t have’ta help me, sweetheart. I can leave you be right now— but I ain’t a threat.” To speak to soft and so loving was something of second nature to you, but it was currently, unknowingly, saving your ass right now. “I’d just really appreciate a hand, if you’d be willing to give,” your desperation was painfully obvious. That seemed to be the breaking point for the person— in a good sense.

They slowly made their way down the stairs, the wood moaning under their weight as they stepped. Once they came closer, you were able to slowly make out their features. Their clothes looked dirty and old, though mostly concealed by a bright yellow apron— and they were fucking huge. Tall and big, extremely fucking huge. Though you two battled heights pretty evenly, you’d still have to say you were pleasantly surprised about their stature. You’d never really met someone who stood head to head with you like this. However, it took everything within yourself not to cringe at the mask they sported. It looked so— so grotesquely real. Like nothing you’d ever seen, not even at a Halloween store.

Even though it was grossly off-putting, you made the decision to not point it out. Didn’t want to scare off your only help at the moment. One of their large hands timidly laid against the frame of the screen door and pushed it open. They softly squealed in a pig-like manner.

Once the door pushed open, you got a good look at this person in all their glory. They looked just as grimy and dirty as they were when they were shielded by the screen, though now you could make out more finite details— like their crooked teeth and hairy arms. They refused to make eye contact, their body tense and frightened. They definitely raised a few red flags in your mind, and you couldn’t say they were truly all that attractive— but you still found them cute, for some odd reason. You smiled at their compliance, despite it all. “Hey, darlin’, thank you for openin’ up for me,” the words smoothly fell from your lips, causing their gaze to bore into you. They made some sort of mumbling sound, unintelligible to you. They seemed so utterly confused.

You gave them a signature smile, sensing their discomfort, and doing your best to alleviate it. You could tell at this point that they probably weren’t used to interacting with people, given the way they had been so reclusive. In attempts to get them to open up, you spoke softer, kinder, even more charming than usual. “There any way you can help me, partner?” You were burning at this point, skin glistening with sweat and your clothes glued to the moisture on your body. They seemed to try and subtly eye you, though they were extremely obvious— even moreso as they embarrassedly looked away from you. You chuckled.

They shifted on their feet, acting shy despite how intimidating they were as a person. After a moment of thought, they nodded a bit. When they looked at you again, you could make out a hint of a shy smile on their face. They stepped aside, willingly giving you a pathway into their mysterious home. You stared into their eyes, giving them a handsome, toothy, smile. “Thanks, darlin’,” You hummed to the large and timid person. They squealed a bit, joy taking over their face as you stepped foot into their odd home.

[wretched-rabbit]

Stretch and Leatherface

Art by Oniyama Mizuki

[nubbins-sawyer]

[OOC] [Updated!]

Hello hello! It appears the TCM tumblr is a wee bit dead nowadays! I am a new(er) ask blog.

My blog revolved almost solely around TCM1 (1974), but now that I've seen TCM 2 (1985), it will be gaining two new characters— Choptop and TCM2!Bubba! However, this is still just the Sawyers, none of their victims. Grandpa Sawyer is unavailable as well as TCM2!Drayton.

PLEASE note that these will be my interpretations of the characters. There will be no art. Interactions from other characters allowed, just no interactions from the three of the ask blog.

Also note that I do not ship (not against, just not my ships):

-Bubba x Stretch

-Drayton x Lefty

-Nubbins x Franklin

You can send anonymous asks or public ones, completely up to you! Please add an emoji to your ask;

❤ - Ask me, the blog creator <3 !

🧡 - TCM! Drayton "Cook" Sawyer

💛 - TCM1! Bubba "Leatherface" Sawyer

💚 - TCM1! Norbert "Nubbins" Sawyer

💙 - TCM2! Bubba "Leatherface" Sawyer

💜 - TCM2! Robert/Bobby "Choptop" Sawyer

🤍 - TCM! Vanita "Stretch" Brock

Feel free to be as cringe as you so desire, we don't judge 'round here. Nsfw is fine but I can choose to ignore asks/interactions that make me uncomfortable.

Good day!

[iennoganan-aha]

I adore them so much, I think the concept of them is fascinating and idk I’m just in love with stretch so 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

So yummy

[convoyhoo]

the red means I love you

[cometcrystal]

chop away at my heart leatherface x stretch amv (joke explanation: because of chainsaws)

[eyedrateanatomy]

bob x lila couldve been a leatherface x stretch dynamic if bob wasnt a fucking looney

[ghoulsister1]

🎃SpookTober 31 Days Prompts🎃:

Day 13: Slasher Movie🎬

Danny Blue x GN!Reader. Fluff. Watching a scary movie. Friday The 13th. Danny gets a little scared. You comfort each other. Danny and You have a soft moment. Scary Movie night. Spooky. SpookTober Prompt: Slasher Movie🎬

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It's October and it's Friday The 13th! You and Danny Blue indulge in an all time favourite slasher movie.

"So you aren't doing any cons today?" You Asked as Danny shook his head though he looked a bit disappointed.

"I already I had a brilliant con idea to share with the gang! But Mickey doesn't trust doing it today. He's way too much into that mumbo jumbo superstition stuff!" Groaned Danny, pouting. You smiled and walked over to Danny, cupping his face and pressing a big kiss to his cheek.

"Aw don't pout Danny boy! I know you had good plans for today but come on, it's Friday!" You Smiled.

"The 13th" Added Danny with a pout.

"Hey, why don't we watch a movie? It's October, so how about spooky slasher movie! Get in the mood for this spooky season!" You Suggested.

Danny shrugged and thought about it. I mean, it's no con today and at least he gets a free day with you.

"Aw sure! Why not?" Smiled Danny. You smiled and wrapped your arms around Danny excitedly.

"Oh thank you Danny! Come on, I'll get the movie ready!" You Offered and Danny chuckled.

You closed the curtains, plunging the sitting room in darkness. Danny got some drinks and snacks ready. You got blankets ready and got the movie. Danny looked at the DVD with a curious look and frown.

"Friday The 13th?" Asked Danny looking at you. You grinned and shrugged.

"Well, it is Friday The 13th and I thought, why not? You aren't too scared are you?" You Teased winking as Danny pouted.

"Me? Scared? Never! But, is about bad luck or something?" Asked Danny curiously. You giggled.

"Oh no, well it's bad luck for the teenagers in the movie you can say. It's a slasher movie, like Micheal Myers and Leatherface" You Explained. Danny nodded, understanding.

"Alright. Well let's get into it shall we?" Suggested Danny.

"Yes!" You Agreed.

The first few moments were of course suspenseful and Danny felt it, tensing and scowling when he got a little jump when some teenager hopped out to scare the others.

"Jeez!" Jumped Danny and you giggled a bit as you snuggled in closer to him, rubbing his arm in comfort.

When the killer striked, the suspension amplified. It was getting scary and Danny was constantly scanning the screen, watching for movement in the dark shadows in the movie.

"Oh bollocks!" Cried Danny when he got jumpscared, it actually made you jump with him as you weren't expecting it. You two were snuggled up so close coming near the end of the first film and Danny wasn't expecting the twist in the end.

"Fuck it was the mother!! His mother!?" Cried Danny as the film ended. He was even more surprised when there was way more movies in the Friday the 13th movie series. You suggested watching the second and Danny agreed.

You guys just then started a whole Friday The 13th marathon and while there was a few scares here and there, with you comforting Danny and him comforting you, you two began to enjoy the movies. Danny occasionally giving his inputs on how he'd escape Jason and you giggling as you listened to his plans. Day turned to night and you guys were watching the last stretch of the film.

"You know, I was a little skeptical about the movies but these are good. Really good!" Remarked Danny.

"Told you" You Grinned as you leaned your head on his shoulder and Danny leaned his head on your head with a contented sigh. These moments are what you and Danny treasure the most. Nights in with movies or quiet little strolls through the park, little café dates or trips to the beach. Little moments that just feel so special.

"Hey love, you maybe wanna dress up on Halloween together?" Asked Danny softly. You looked up at him, eyes wide.

"Wait really?" You Asked, feeling your heart warm up. Danny grinned at you.

"Sure! I mean, lots of couples do that don't they?" Asked Danny, raising his eyebrow at you.

"Um, well yeah" You Replied and you both smiled.

"So is that a yes?" Asked Danny smirking.

"Yes Danny" You Answered smiling.

"Great, I'll be Jason!" Cheered Danny.

"Okay! I'll be Catwoman!" You Giggled.

"And then I can scare the living daylights out of Mickey!" Smirked Danny and you both laughed.

You wondered with a smile if Danny could give Mickey a good spook. You could imagine him dressed as Jason, jumping out of nowhere and scaring Mickey. You giggled at the thought as you felt Danny press a kiss to your head, Danny then smiling warmly at you as you returned the kiss.

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[craftyuworks]

fem!Bubba

get you someone who looks at you like Bubba looks at Stretch

[baneswood-sins]

all stretched out (Bubba Sawyer/Stretch 3.9k)

Minors DNI, y'all know the drill. I watched TCM2 and fell in love with them. If ya'll're reading this know I was imagining TCM 1 Bubba because he's the cutest <3

Bubba waited for her like he usually did. It was just after midnight, according to his pretty gold watch he got from some meat he butchered a few months previously. Right now she would be signing off and playing the national anthem. He wished he’d brought the portable radio, but Chop Top had been using it and he’d been too scared to bother him. Bubba hoped Stretch would come out soon. Waiting out in the dark next to the radio station was scary and he didn’t like it, but he knew he wasn’t allowed inside when there were other people at the station. Especially not with her new partner, Jimmy. She had sternly warned him to leave the short man alone and he was a good boy, so he did. He still didn’t like that she spent all day with him. Stretch was his girl, not Jimmy’s. He wished he could spend all day with her, but then his family would definitely notice that he was missing. It was hard enough to sneak out only at night. Drayton would get so mad if he knew Bubba was breaking his rules and leaving the house alone, especially to visit a girl. Even if she was a very special girl. He whined to himself, sticking to the shadows of the building—boy, it was lonely out here. 

He didn’t have to wait much longer, though, because it was only a few minutes before Jimmy came out of the building, walking down the stairs toward his car. Bubba watched him pull off into the night and knew it was safe to go inside now. The stairs creaked beneath his considerable weight as he entered the station and headed back to the broadcast room. He couldn’t help but get excited to see Stretch, his pretty girl. And there she was, coffee cup in hand, cleaning up the station. She was wearing those cute shorts that showed off her legs, the ones Bubba liked, and he couldn’t help but come up behind her and wrap her in a hug that had her feet clear off the ground. He squealed happily in her ear, rocking her in his arms. He was making sure not to be too rough, because sometimes, everybody said that he didn’t know his own strength, and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt his precious Stretch.

“Hey there, sugarbear. How’s my big guy doing today?” Stretch asked him, used to his physically affectionate nature. She carefully balanced her coffee as he squeezed her and mostly managed to keep it from spilling on the floor. 

Bubba set her back down on the floor, babbling some happy nonsense about his day that Stretch couldn’t follow but appreciated nonetheless. She turned to look at him and Bubba leaned down, knocking their foreheads together, clucking happily. 

Stretch grinned at him, “Good to hear that, baby. My day was pretty good, too.” She set down her cup of coffee and turned back to him, leaning up on her toes for a kiss. Bubba returned it eagerly, maybe a bit too roughly, but Stretch wasn’t going to complain. They parted with a wet noise and Bubba squealed happily, like she’d put the moon in the sky. “Want to spend the night at my place?” she asked him, already going to collect her purse. 

“Uh-huh,” Bubba replied, and, like the good southern gentleman his Grandma, God bless her soul, had raised, he offered her his arm. She took it with a smile, and they walked out of the station together, only pausing so she could lock up. Stretch led him to her Jeep, letting him climb into the passenger seat, pushing it as far back as it could go so his knees weren’t crammed up against the dashboard. It was better than Drayton’s old truck, where the seats didn’t adjust at all. Bubba strapped in like Stretch always told him to do, watching her climb in the driver’s seat. He’d always wanted to learn how to drive, but Drayton always said he was too stupid to learn. He didn’t think so, though. It seemed simple enough. Maybe Stretch would teach him, like how she was teaching him letters. Stretch was so smart, he loved her so much. 

He couldn’t contain himself any longer, clucking and leaning over to kiss the side of her head as she pulled out onto the road, driving towards her house. “Yeah, darlin’?” Stretch laughed. He wished he could tell her how much he loved her. He’d been practicing by himself, but the words just never came out right. Maybe one day he’d get it right. Then maybe she’d tell him she loved him too! His hands flapped a little, squealing excitedly at the thought of Stretch declaring her love for him. She’d stay with him forever then. 

Stretch shook her head at her kind-of boyfriend’s antics. He was adorable when he really got going, it was so cute to see him excited. Some people might find it offputting, and she had too, at first, but he grew on her quickly. He was just so sweet, despite the fact that she couldn’t really understand him. Maybe she’d pick up a book on American sign language, teach him that along with the basics of reading and writing she was trying to show him. The drive was filled with quiet music from Stretch’s cassette deck, and soon they were pulling up at her little brick house. 

Bubba loved Stretch’s house. It was so cozy and not drafty at all, not like his house. He liked all her soft blankets and the posters on the walls. It could maybe use some bones, like the sculptures Nubbins used to make, but other than that, he thought of it as a second home. He followed Stretch inside, took off his boots along with her, and set them next to the door. Stretch shed her jacket and hung it up with her purse, before turing to Bubba, lifting her hands up to cup his masked cheeks. Bubba whined happily, pushing into her hands, before he was leaning down for a kiss, Stretch meeting him halfway. 

He tried to kiss her the way she liked, slow, without too much tongue or spit, and pulled back to grin when she made a soft noise into his mouth. He was doing good! He leaned in for another one, backing her up until she was pressed against the front door. He boxed her in there, big hands settling on her shoulders, one sliding up to cup her cheek. She tasted like coffee and the chocolate bars she kept stashed at the radio station. It was delicious, and Bubba licked into her mouth, tongue twisting against hers as he tasted her. 

After a few minutes of heated kisses, they separated, Stretch panting and smiling up at Bubba. “Wanna take a bath with me, sugar?” she asked, already knowing his answer. Bubba normally didn’t like baths because they didn’t have hot water at his house, but with Stretch the water was warm and she used a sweet smelling bubble bath, it was so much fun! He nodded at her, already following her back to the master bathroom. The tub was big, well, for a normal person, which meant it was just on the side of normal for Bubba. With Stretch it was a tight fit, but that wasn’t a bad thing. He liked being close to her. 

Stretch ran the water, plugging the tub when it got to the right temperature, and went to search through her cabinet for Bubba’s favorite lavender bubble bath. While she searched, Bubba wasted no time in stripping down and climbing into the tub. The hot water was heaven on his muscles, and the scar on his leg from where the chainsaw had hit him didn’t ache quite so much as it always did. Stretch came back with the bubble bath and saw Bubba lounging in the half-filled tub. “Comfortable, big guy?” she asked, and Bubba only nodded in response, a happy, piglike grunt leaving his lips. She laughed and poured some of the bubble bath in before she stripped down and climbed in with Bubba. 

That was his favorite part of bath time with Stretch. She was so small and warm against him. And soft. Gosh, she was so soft and sweet against him. He hugged her close as the tub filled. She leaned back into him, and Bubba’s large hands cupped her sides, kneading at the skin. She giggled a little, putting her head against his chest to stare up at him. “Careful, Bubba, you know I’m ticklish,” she warned him. He, of course, knew that, that’s why he was tickling her. She squirmed in his grasp, wet and naked and rubbing against him. He felt his cock stir against her back and whined, nuzzling into the back of her head and breathing in the smell of her strawberry shampoo. He paused in his torture and Stretch leaned back against him, panting. She was still giggling, and Bubba couldn’t help but laugh with her. “We’re supposed to be getting clean,” she informed him, grabbing a washcloth and soap as she wiggled around in his arms until she was facing him. Her face was flushed from laughter, and Bubba didn’t try to stop himself from cupping her face in one massive hand and drawing her in for a kiss. 

When they parted, they got to washing in earnest, before the water got too cold. Bubba liked her flowery body wash, liked her hands on him as she washed him. He, of course, returned the favor without question. His dick was getting harder, especially when he massaged her soapy, wet breasts with the cloth, but it was still easy to ignore. Right now was about getting clean, then they could get dirty again. 

Stretch handed him a towel as she stepped out of the bath, grabbing one for herself as well. She dried off, eyeing Bubba as he stepped out of the tub and onto her fuzzy bathmat. She couldn’t help but ogle him as he leaned over to pull the plug in the bath, letting the water drain. He had a nice ass, round and big and a little hairy, but still cute. It made her get ideas about what they could possibly do that night, and she grinned, walking up behind him to slap his ass playfully. 

Bubba jumped, squealing in surprise, and turned to find Stretch smiling at him. It hadn’t been a hard slap, and he’d seen the characters on the TV that Stretch had do the same thing to each other, so he figured it was a normal couple thing. He quickly dried off as Stretch hung up her towel, her slim figure drawing his eye as he watched her hips sway as she walked. Stretch was so beautiful, he was so lucky. 

“Hey, baby,” Stretch began as Bubba hung up his towel too. She could see his half-hard cock bobbing as he walked and licked her lips. “Wanna try something new tonight?” 

Bubba’s head cocked to the side, curious. He loved trying new things with Stretch. So far everything she’d shown him had been so much fun! “Uh-huh,” he replied, following her into the bedroom. He made an inquisitive noise, wondering what she had in mind. 

Stretch sat down on the bed, patting the space next to her, and Bubba followed her command easily, sitting and looking down at her. “You know how you fuck me real good, sugar?” At Bubba’s blush and nod, she continued, “Well I wanna fuck you like that, baby. Is that something you’d be interested in?” 

Bubba’s brow furrowed beneath his mask, confusion evident in his eyes. As far as he knew, Stretch and he didn’t have the right parts to do that sort of thing. It was something he was interested in, but was it possible? He clucked in thought. 

“Here,” Stretch said, getting up and moving over to the cabinet she kept all her toys in. She pulled out some kind of set of straps. She pulled the straps up over her legs and did the buckles. Bubba watched her curiously as she turned back around and rummaged through the cabinet. When she faced him again, the harness was holding one of the fake cocks that Bubba had fucked her with before. Oh. So she could fuck like that, he thought, getting the idea. But where would it go? He didn’t have a soft, pretty cunt like she did (though sometimes he wished he did). As if reading his mind, Stretch stepped back over to the bed, sidling up between his spread legs. “This,” she informed him, “goes in that cute little ass of yours.” 

Bubba’s eyes went wide. Was that a thing people did? Wouldn’t it hurt? He’d tried putting some fingers in before, but always stopped because it felt too uncomfortable. Now she was telling him that she wanted to put one of her toys in him like that? He made an anxious noise, and Stretch backed off immediately. 

“We don’t have to, baby, it was just an idea,” She told him, cupping his masked cheek and leaning in to give him a kiss. She moved to take the harness off, but Bubba caught her hands. He nodded at her, willing to give it a shot. So far she hadn’t suggested anything that he didn’t love, so if she thought it would be fun, he would trust her. “Alright, honey. But you just let me know if I do anything that you don’t like, and we’ll do something else. Now, why don’t you lay back on the bed?” She suggested, and he was quick to obey. She grabbed the bottle of lube she kept next to the bed and climbed up as well. 

He got comfortable in the middle of the bed, spreading his legs when Stretch followed him up and crawled between his spread thighs, fake cock bobbing. Bubba felt his cock twitch at the sight. He wasn’t sure if he was attracted to boys like that, but Stretch looked awfully good with a dick. She laid on her stomach between his legs, and without warning, took his cock into her hands. She stroked him a few times, and Bubba scrambled to grab pillows to prop up his back so he could watch her. He settled back just in time for her to wrap her lips around the head of his cock, and he let out a loud, shaky moan. One of his hands flew to her hair, gripping at the auburn strands. 

Stretch hummed around him, swallowing down more of his cock even though the stretch made her lips burn. He was so thick, it was a struggle to take him into her mouth. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper, tasting clean skin and a little bit of his natural, bitter musk. She pulled back, swirling her tongue around the uncut head of his cock. Before him, she’d never had someone who hadn’t been circumcised. It was different, and so fun to toy with him, since he was so much more sensitive than the other men she’d been with. Like now, as his hand tugged lightly at her hair as she lapped up his salty precum, squealing and moaning and muttering gibberish. One of her hands stroked at the length she couldn’t fit in her mouth, while the other went down to fondle his balls, massaging the soft skin as she worked her way back. She stroked over the skin of his perineum, feather-light, and she would have smiled had her mouth not been full as he jerked and lowed, bovine. Her hands left for a moment and returned wet with lube. She trailed her fingers between the cheeks of his ass, felt over the pucker of his hole, spreading lube over it.

“Now, you tell me if it hurts, okay? It’s okay if you want to stop,” Stretch told him seriously and waited until he recovered enough to nod at her. Then, she enveloped his dick in her mouth as much as she could, massaging the ring of muscle with her pointer finger before slowly slipping the tip inside. Bubba’s squeal cut off into a high-pitched whine, his legs shifting against Stretch’s head, thighs closing in on her. 

He couldn't decide if it was good or bad. It didn’t hurt, but there was pressure somewhere there normally wasn’t. He didn’t want her to stop though. It felt weird, but not bad weird, not yet. He nodded when she met his eye, lips stretched around his cock. The tingly feeling in his gut helped distract him from the way she was moving her finger inside him, slowly sliding it deeper. “You’re doing so good, baby,” she told him when she pulled off for a second to breathe, and he moaned, hips bucking, unintentionally working himself onto her finger more. Stretch grinned at him before she was diving back onto his cock. He barely noticed when she added a second finger, the burn only lasting for a few seconds, and soon she was fucking him with the two digits. He was huffing, working himself back onto her fingers and forward into her mouth, caught between sensations. 

Then, then her fingers curled and scraped against something inside him that had him seeing stars. He yelped, surprised, and moaned when her fingers dragged over that spot again. He squealed at the feeling of heat pooling in his belly, his thighs closing around her head, legs crossed over her back as he tried to ground himself. Stretch swallowed his cock deeper, working a third and final finger in when he was distracted, and this time he thought the burn felt good. He didn’t like pain, but this was okay. Those three fingers curled in him and he let out a choked-off scream, body shaking as Stretch forced him over the edge. He came down her throat, trying not to roll his hips too hard into the wet heat of her mouth. He didn’t entirely succeed, but Stretch liked it when he was a little rough. She swallowed down his cum, gently stroking him to milk as much as she could before she pulled off, watching him collapse back against the bed. 

“Was that good?” she asked, laying on top of his soft belly and chest, fingers carding through the dark curls of his chest hair. Bubba nodded enthusiastically, still panting. He folded his arms around her, engulfing her in a hug. He nuzzled at her head, pressing kisses into her hair. After he’d sufficiently recovered, Stretch pushed up so she could look him in the eyes. He looked at her, his eyes big and brown and bovine, full of trust, and she couldn’t help but smile. “Want to continue, sugar?” she asked, “Want me to fuck you, baby?” 

Bubba nodded, “Uh-huh.” He let her go when she wiggled in his arms, sliding down his torso until she was between his thighs again. This time, she rested on her knees, sitting back on her heels. She grabbed the lube, slicking up the fake cock with a few strokes. Bubba’s eyes were drawn to it inexorably. It wasn’t big, but it still made him nervous. It was certainly a little thicker, and definitely longer than Stretch’s fingers had been. He whined nervously, but spread his legs a little more so she could scoot forward until his ample ass was in her lap. 

“Ready, hun?” she asked, guiding the tip of the fake cock to his loose hole. Bubba nodded, feeling a little scared, but not scared enough to quit. He felt it against him and whined as it pushed in. It burned a little, but barely. It was easily ignorable, and he grasped and Stretch, pulling her down for a kiss while she fucked into him nice and slow. She gave him time to adjust before slipping deeper, kissing him wet and open-mouthed. “You’re doing so good, Bubba,” she told him as she bottomed out. She could feel herself dripping wetly onto her inner thighs. God, he looked good spread out for her like that. 

“How does that feel?” she asked him, smiling when he replied with his nonsense. It sounded positive, though, so she experimentally rolled her hips, beaming when he moaned low, back arching. It felt deep, now, deeper than her fingers had been, and made his stomach feel weird and tense. His cock was getting hard again, and he reached a hand down to tug on it, trying to relieve the pressure in his gut. “That’s it, baby, touch yourself,” Stretch said, and started fucking him in earnest. Bubba bit his lip, his oddly-pointed teeth cutting into the skin as he bounced and moaned on her lap. He mumbled out something that sounded suspiciously like her name, long eyelashes fluttering. 

“Good boy,” she told him, and he moaned and jerked, grinding down onto her cock. It felt so good, like his insides were molten and he was going to come so fast, but he couldn’t help it. Hopefully, Stretch would forgive him. He stroked his cock faster, feeling something coil in his stomach as she fucked him, snapping her hips forward hard enough that their skin slapped together. He pulled her into another kiss as he came all over his fist, desperately moaning into her open mouth. She slowed down the thrusts, fucking him gently as he came off the high of his second orgasm.

Stretch pulled out just as slowly as she went in, undoing the straps and taking off the harness so she could drop it over the edge of the bed to be worried about later. Bubba was shaking, and Stretch was surprised he’d lasted as long as he did. Honestly, she was glad he’d cum so fast, because she was desperate to get off, herself. Bubba’s hands reached for her, guiding her up and up until she was straddling his neck. Her cunt rubbed wetly on his skin, leaving a trail of slick, and if Bubba thought he was capable of it, his cock would be getting hard again at the feeling. 

Instead, he undid the straps that held on his mask. He couldn’t eat her out like he liked with it on, the metal parts around his mouth got in the way. He tugged it off and tried to pull her forward as fast as he could to ignore the feeling of air on his face. She settled over him easily, and his nose bumped against her clit as he started to sloppily lick at her. Her hands settled in his curly brown hair, tugging at the strands as she ground herself onto his fat tongue. Bubba moaned at her taste, salty and tangy and perfect, and pointed his tongue to tease inside her like she liked, feeling her spongey walls with the slick appendage. 

“Fuck, Bubba, yes,” Stretch moaned, clenching around his tongue. He was so good as this, so perfect for her. “God, baby, you make me feel so good.” 

Bubba squealed against her before he withdrew and closed his lips around her clit, the tip of his tongue teasing at the little nub until she was squirming on his face, knees threatening to crush his head as she came, grinding herself against him as her juices dripped down his face. He continued licking at her, cleaning her up until she couldn’t stand the stimulation, drawing off of him as she reached over for a cloth and handed it to him so he could wipe the wetness off his face. She smiled at him as he put his mask back on, sliding down so she could kiss him again, not minding the taste of herself on his tongue. 

“Well, look at that, baby, we’re all dirty again. You feel like another bath?”