#nnff

[newtabfics]

Could i please get ganondorf overpowering archer y/n in the battle field and she's just completely lost on his cock?

OOOOH MY GOD YeS

Triggers for noncon to dubcon elements.

She gasped and moaned, back arching off the tower wall as her wrists were pinned over her head.

She was the last soldier in the outpost alive it seemed and this was how the Gerudo King opted to celebrate his victory. Y/N would gladly take it over that brutal blade on his hip. Though the massive weapon pounding into her fluttering hole was making her see stars.

Ganondorf smirked as the Hylian, with tears rolling down her face, moaned out in pleasure as he thrust into her. "Such a small vai. Practically--Nnff! Made to be fucked," he grunted as he thrust, keeping a steady pace. "I think I'll be taking you." He pressed deeper into her as he pressed his entire body against her, watching the bulge in her stomach with a mad grin. "I think I'll make you my wife. Not a chance I'll let such a tight cunt escape me after this. Would you like to be my wife?"

If it meant being ravished like this, she gladly accepted this, rolling her hips.

"Good vai," He groaned, his free hand lifting her leg and hooking her ankle over his shoulder. He watched her choke and scream as her orgasm ripped through her. With a smirk, he drove himself deeper. "I'm going to breed my heir into you."

[kaffkanya]

mmhm.... bones..nnff..mmffgg... leonard...ngggmmg....mccoy..mffmmmmhhhggggggg....

[massfactory]

Shane's Journal

(a "Where's the Beef?" supplement)

I can't believe what Mr. Rowland's doing. This is crazy. He's blown up like a parade balloon in, what, three weeks? That stuff's meant for cattle, it hasn't been tested on humans! Although...the results are undeniable. And he seems in perfect health...

And I can't say 'no' to that smile.

Oh my god, he keeps getting bigger! He's visibly huger every time I see him. And I'm seeing him more often these days. It's kind of cute how he's playing coy about where all my deliveries are going. I wonder how much longer he thinks he can away with this; before he's too massive to deny it.

It's getting ridiculous.

No: "Ridiculous" was one month ago when Teddy could still fit into a shirt.

What's wrong him me? Teddy's blowing himself up; turning himself into a total muscle freak. He's shot up to almost 8 feet tall, already far bigger than any human has ever been- more than any human has any right to be. It's- it's groundbreaking, really, in a way. It's also frightening. He's forcing his body to pack on more and more muscle at an impossible rate.

...and I'm helping him do it. I'm a medical professional, I shouldn't be abetting him. I keep checking his vitals, looking for some kind of warning sign to wake me up out of the trance his transformation has over me, but everything's still fine. I can't find a good excuse to tell him, "no more."

And so he keeps growing bigger, and bigger and...*nnff*...bigger.

He's outgrown his own damn house. I helped move him into the barn. How long until he's outgrown that, too? He's already wider than the damn doors. Good thing he was already an outdoorsman...but...? No...he can't possibly outgrow the world...right?

Finally! A side-effect! But it's too good to stop the deliveries. His body has started to metabolize the supplements in a novel way that's making his (already considerable) cock and balls even bigger.

It's hard to focus on the rest of my work. I can't stop daydreaming about his enormous body, his adorable face, his downright inflated manhood. I can't imagine what it would feel like to be filled up by those two swollen cum-tanks...would it possible? Everything I thought I knew about human limitations has been thrown out the window ever since I started working with -and dating- Teddy, so it's worth a try.

I bet could take all of him. And I wonder what effect that flood of modified hormones would have on me...

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Think we could get some Revali vore

Love that bird

I can do more for him, he’s a great bird.

The R.ito caws as another thick gulp sucks him in up to his waist, his feet already pushing into the gurgling gut below. His wings are useless as he attempts to flap them and get out. "R-R.evali, please, we can talk about this! You don't have to--" Another gulp sucks him in up to his chest, making him yelp before he can finish pleading.

The great Champion of the R.ito was a cocky bird, but it was well deserved given all he's done and his immense skill. That doesn't stop other R.ito from challenging him near daily--races, archery contests, hunting, and sparring are among some of the things that many R.ito believe they can best their Champion at. They're always wrong, and the R.ito currently armpit-deep in R.evali's gullet is starting to realize why exactly no R.ito ever returns from these contests.

Another gulp sucks his head in, leaving the R.ito's vision framed by that drooling beak, only his arms left outside of the deadly maw. "P-Please! Have mercy, R.evali! I don't want to die over a stupid race! Let me go and I'll tell no one of this, I swear! I'll leave the village! You'll never see me again! Please, let me--" A thick gulp muffles whatever else the R.ito was saying, his head momentarily bulging out R.evali's neck as it sinks down. His arms are slurped up and R.evali lets out a soft sigh as he feels the full weight of one of his kind slosh down into his feathered stomach.

He gives it a few pats as the R.ito inside thrashes around, trying to find a way out or perhaps just get more comfortable. A belch escapes the bird, a few stray feathers fluttering from his beak and floating away in the breeze. "You whine far too much," R.evali comments, casually digging a finger into his stomach. "If you had won, you wouldn't be in this position. It's not my fault your only worth is as my food." Ever since he'd become the Champion of the R.ito tribe, R.evali has been getting all kinds of challenges from overconfident R.ito.

It'd been annoying at first, but when one took the loss particularly hard and practically begged R.evali to devour him...well, suddenly he'd become much more willing to take on any challenge coming his way. So long as they take place in more secluded areas, of course. Already, R.evali's gut is bubbling intensely, the R.ito inside really starting to scream. It makes R.evali groan and clutch his stomach, wanting to feel the process take place.

"Thankfully...all of you lesser R.ito have given my body plenty of time to...nnff...practice. So let me show you how superior I really am!" R.evali's stomach begins to reduced in size rapidly, the screaming R.ito being pumped away at incredible speeds. He couldn't even finish yelling before some thick rumbling cuts him off and R.evali belches up all of that leftover air. More feathers float off in the breeze and he licks along his beak with a content sigh.

His hands gently cup over his belly, now just an unassuming beer gut that stuck out a measly inch or two. "And there you are, put in your rightful place. I'd suggest you enjoy it and settle in...but I'll burn you off before day's end. Your type never sticks around for long." R.evali gives his stomach a few careful pats and then takes to the sky to get some real work done. He'd forget all about the poor challenger by the time the next one is sinking down his gullet.

---

R.evali frowns to himself as he soars through the sky. He can’t find anything good to eat and it feels like he’s been hunting for hours. Or maybe that’s just what his incessantly growling stomach is leading him to believe. He’s gone out much farther than usual though, and even then, he’s got nothing. He’s about to give up and fly back home when he spots something.

...oh, no, it’s just L.ink, off doing who-knows-what all by himself. R.evali rolls his eyes and is about to go back but his stomach lets out another needy growl and it makes him pause. L.ink is all alone out here. No one really knows that R.evali has come out this way, either. A smirk begins to pull onto R.evali’s beak as his grumbling stomach wins over and he dives downward instead.

L.ink perks up slightly when he hears something coming. He recognizes the sound as a R.ito flying in and looks up to confirm that it’s just R.evali. He smiles and waves to his companion, but instead of receiving a warm welcome in return, R.evali practically dive bombs towards him. The R.ito lands hard on his feet next to L.ink, making the H.ylian step back in surprise. Before he can even ask about what R.evali wants, the R.ito’s wings flap down hard and sends the two of them up into the air with a strong gust.

L.ink cries out in surprise and flails as he’s suddenly airborne. Without his hang glider, he doesn’t go up very high, but it’s just enough that R.evali gets what he wants. L.ink’s eyes widen as he turns in the air and finds himself staring down into R.evali’s wide-open beak. He braces himself with his arms on instinct but all it does is make his descent even easier.

GLLL-MMPH! With a massive, wet gulp, R.evali sends L.ink plummeting straight down his gullet. Flying up while the H.ylian falls down makes sure that it takes nothing else. R.evali is already in the sky again before L.ink has fully disappeared. The Champion falters just slightly in his flight as he feels his gut slosh and sag down, his delicious hunt curled up tight inside now. But with a wet “BRRRAAAAP!” and a smug slurp of his beak, R.evali’s flight smooths out again.

“I’m so lucky to have found you, L.ink!” R.evali comments, though he’s not entirely sure if his voice can be made out by his catch. “I was just starting to think I’d be ending my hunt empty handed. But thanks to you, the great Champion of the R.ito’s has nothing to worry about!” R.evali smiles smugly as his gut sloshes under him. He can feel L.ink starting to kick and shift inside. “I dare say it’s the greatest help you’ve ever been to me. Be proud of that! Anyone would be.”

By the time R.evali lands at the R.ito village, his gut has shrunken down to a much smaller and rounder size. It sloshes around as he settles and what would have been a very loud belch gets muffled into his wing. He pats his gut gently with the other wing and smirks slightly. “Settle down, L.ink.”

The Champion saunters off, eager to rest and let the last bits of his meal digest. One of the R.ito guards catches his eye as he passes him. “Champion R.evali! Another successful hunt, I take it?”

R.evali rubs along his stomach slightly and pushes on it a bit. His wing sinks in, making his gut bubble and churn loudly. “Mm...one of my better ones, in fact. I don’t think I’ll have another quite like it.”

---

R.evali doesn’t get envious. Envy is for people that don’t have something. R.evali has everything--skill, strength, adoration. There’s nothing for him to be envious of! He does, however, get jealous. Because while he might have something, it’s possible for someone else to come along and take it.

It started with T.eba. He was an up-and-comer among the R.ito. He was faster than most others, a better shot, strong and reliable and a natural leader. Of course, R.evali only considered him second place to the Champion of the R.itos. But then T.eba started to try learning to use R.evali’s Gale. That was a line crossed.

Of course, he did try to learn it from R.evali himself, and spoke with all the humbleness he could muster. But R.evali saw it for what it was--a R.ito that wanted to be top of the pecking order. That wouldn’t stand. R.evali offered T.eba to do some special training, just the two of them, and no one else may know. T.eba agreed enthusiastically, and R.evali could barely contain his smirk.

The next morning, some guards were asking around to see if anyone had seen T.eba recently. Of course, R.evali hadn’t seen him for a while. Not since he went hunting the day before The guards didn’t find the R.ito’s bloated middle suspicious, and they walked off just before a sharp gurgle made R.evali belch up some white feathers. He carefully kicks them off the edge of the walkways and lets the wind carry them off.

Things were fine after that. People murmured about T.eba’s disappearance, but R.evali reassured them all that nothing was wrong and that they still had their Champion to protect them. But a week later...K.ass returned to the village. Everyone was excited for the bard to return. He had new songs to sing and stories to tell. People stopped worrying about T.eba then...they also seemed to lose interest in R.evali. That was a problem. And the Champion’s slightly pudgy belly grumbles out a reminder of how he can handle it.

K.ass left the village as suddenly as he arrived. He’d only been around for two days, and didn’t leave any impression he planned on leaving again. But that’s what everyone had to assume happened when he was simply missing one morning. It just so happened it was also a day that R.evali requested to be left unbothered in his room for a while. A stomachache, apparently. R.evali found out the hard way that accordions don’t agree with his digestive system. Hacking it up over the side of the village eased those troubles eventually.

R.evali’s worries didn’t end there. T.eba and K.ass both going missing wasn’t causing a large panic, but it did get the rumor mill turning. R.evali didn’t mind that at first, but when P.enn suddenly came by to interrogate R.evali on the situation, it caused problems. Especially when the reporter found K.ass’s accordion nearby...and some familiar loose feathers...

R.evali made sure that the cap and goggles he belched up were left farther away from the village this time. The flight to discard them in the river helped him process that annoying reporter as well. He’s getting a lot fatter, though. Three R.ito are clearly a bit hard on one’s waistline. Well, R.evali thinks, it was their fault for being such nuisances. He won’t get any bigger if he doesn’t have any more problems...but he won’t stop it from happening if he does. He feels like some of the guards have been noticing his weight gain. Might need to pay them a visit during dinner...

[sterekchub]

Valentine’s Day prompt: Derek gets shot with Cupid’s arrow, but because of messed up beacon hills logic, he becomes enamored with greasy burgers instead of a person. Cue stuffing and weight gain.

It's the story of the mice who hit the pleasure button and starve to death....except Derek is hitting the "Burger button" until he's ready to pop (or until he's too fat to lift one more burger to his mouth...) The Sheriff is the first one to find out. He shows up a diner and at first, doesn't see anything out of the ordinary. Derek and a few other people are sitting at their respective booths, all quietly eating, all fully clothed. He starts to think it might be a prank when Derek takes a bite of his burger and lets out the most pornagraphic moan the Sheriff has ever heard. "He's been doing that ALL afternoon," an irritable waitress informs him. "This is his 6th burger." It takes the Sheriff a quick conversation, with Derek groaning "I can't seem to stop," with a wild, lustful look in his eyes before he calls Stiles and for good measure, Deaton. None of them are very helpful or have any answers. Stiles offers to keep an eye on Derek, who ordered another 3 burgers, and werewolf or not, the Sheriff is a little concerned his eyes are bigger than his stomach. **** It only takes a bit of experimenting to realize it doesn't matter if it's a fast food burger, diner burger, gourmet burger. Toppings don't matter. Beef or pork or chicken...Derek eagerly devours them all the same. "Stiles, I don't care blurrrRPPP where it comes from. Just hand it over!" It's also very apparent that werewolves can eat more or less constantly, if they push themselves. "I think you should stop..." "Just need nnff one or two more nnnnghh. Feels so BRRRRPppph fucking good chomp to be this gurrrrPPPP full." Stiles hands over the burgers. The button on Derek's jeans goes flying across the room as he leans forward to take the bag. **** Stiles catches Derek jerking off more than once. Once hand dripping in burger grease and mayo, wrapped around his cock in lieu of lotion, stroking up and down while Derek crams a burger into his mouth with his other hand. He's completely unbothered by Stiles entering the room, barely looking up. "Seriously? Put the burger down, Derek." "Too chomp good." "I can see that." Stiles put a hand on Derek's swollen, basketball sized middle. "Need a hand?" Derek seems indiffferent to the proposal. "Go hunnnngh for it." It's a better arrangement. Stiles gets to appreciate the weight of Derek's gut resting on his head, or gets to admire all the weight settling into his backside...and Derek can double fist burgers while he's being fucked. **** It isn't long before the all-burger diet starts to catch up with Derek- fast. He pushes himself far past the normal limits, eating until he's sweating grease and his stomach is letting out low, rumbling protests and bursts of gas as warning that it's being overworked and overstuffed, but Derek still reaches out his pudgy hand for more. "You're eating bacon burgers now? How many have you had?" "Only Rrrltbllpft a dozen wheeze or two."

"No wonder you look like such a pig, that's a lot of bacon, Der." **** "There's more cheese than meat on that." "It's munch a mac and cheese fffrttt burger. Splrrrpffbllt." Derek would happily betray anyone in his pack for a good, triple-bacon and mac and cheese burger. Except maybe Stiles...who enabled him terrible and always brought over more burgers to Derek when he got too full to lift his heavy mass off the couch. **** Derek's stomach isn't bottomless, as much as he wishes it was, and even with his werewolf stretching stomach abilities, he would hit his limit. There was still a pile of fast food burgers on the table in front of Derek. Stiles had watch him eat an impressive fifteen triple burgers before finally having to admit defeat. Derek would sink back against the couch, both hands massaging his belly, desperate to make more room so he could go back to eating. "I'm a little jealous about the look you've been giving that burger..." "Need...huff...more." "I think you've reached your limit." Derek shook his head. "Just BOOOUARP need a groan prrbt push." Stiles' has the never failing solution. Pulls Derek up with great difficult and a lot of pulling, given that both Derek's belly and his ass were threatening to become wider than he was tall. While Derek slowly waddles his way to the bedroom, Stiles grabs the burgers and follows behind him, lightly smacking his wobbling backside to push him along faster. Their mattress is on the floor, because with Derek's burger-filled belly hanging almost to his knees, the effort or getting into bed proved too much for him most nights Still, Derek gets down on all fours, belly pressing against the mattress and flowing to the sides. The pressure of supporting his weight elicits another thunderous round of gas from him. Stiles sticks the burgers in front of him, within reach, and wastes no time in stripping down and grabbing the bottle of lube on their bedstand. "What are you waiting for, Derek? You're the burger hog, get eating. You're not going to let those go to waste, are you? A greedy fatass like you needs all the burgers he can get." Derek moans and stuffs one into his mouth. "So...mmmppph RRPPPppphH full." "What do you expect when you eat like a pig all day? Just look at all this blubber." He takes huge handfuls of Derek's backrolls as he thrusts into him. Stiles takes his time fucking Derek, knowing it won't be long before Derek is too fat. His dick buried in blubber and impossible to reach, and soon his backside was going to be too fat for Stiles to fuck him. The thought makes Stiles thrust faster. Beneath him, Derek is practically grunting and oinking like his true piggy self to finish off the burgers...

[sandwichsakurauchi]

"Share the burden?"

A smug grin spreading through her face, now both hands were rubbing at the pinkette's gut... squeezing, kneading, fondling that soft mound of adipose-

While also bumping the obese girl's back with her own paunch... much harder and firm to the touch unlike Madoka's-

"What do you suggest? I am not sure if that is possible to begin with... but I'm curious now."

"Ngh-...!"

She takes a lumbering step back at the sudden forward nature, but didn't let it interrupt her train of thought. Or tried her best not to let it.

"I-I mean if you're the only one with a connection to that Witch that keeps it under control... a-and it causes strain on you... If you had someone else make that same connection wouldN'T-!!... N-Nnff... wouldn't that make things easier...?"

[devouring-hive]

Bwurrghp.

“I-I suppose I’ll be- Nnff... Starting my diet tomorrow, then...”

[swagnant]

nnff hhff hff iim cccumming again<<33!! fhhhhfuck huff hnmgg,<<333 ffiuck that felt sso good ffuck im close im close im cclose im ccumming ccumming cumming<,,333,,<33 mmnnaa~~<333 hhufff hhhuff iiim im ccummimgggffuucckk,,,<,<,33~~~ ffuck fuck that feels ssoo soo good iim ssso cclose cclose close close chhhhhiii cant hold it im ccumming im cucmmmingg,,<~~333 mnnnfff aghazagain im ccumming im ccumming<,<333 mmmnnn!!!!<333 MFFF CUMMING CUMMINGGGG HHHHFFFffff<333<333<33

[mesmermagnet]

*gluk-gluk-gluk*...C-commander... *gluk-gluk-gluk*

Yes, sweetie?

*gluk-gluk-gluk-gaSP* Ummm... I want you to know. Um. That I know.

Yes, sweetie? What is Commander's blissful, giggle-minded, drooly little Cockslut thinking about?

...I know that hypno isn't... it isn't real... It's..nff, fuckk.. it's just a game...

Oh, that? Of course it's all a game, sweetie. You're so smart! Commander isn't sculpting their slut's little body and brain to suit whatever they want, are they?

...no, of course not. I'm too.. stron-... strongwi-...

You're too strong-willed, that's riiight sweetie. Commander could never make you do something that didn't make you feel like, happy and horny, could they?

...yeah... I'm, like, happy and horny...

And Commander just gave you permission to be a pretty, little fuzzy minded cockwhore, who craves having their holes pumped with cum, like you've wanted as long as you can remember, didn't they? Remember?

...I... Ummm *giggles* I remember that. I've just always wanted to be a pretty little fuzzy-minded cockwhore, who craves having my holes pumped with cum! I, like, have always wanted that.. as... as long as I... well, as long as I can remember, I guess! You can't stop me from getting what I want, so you're just going to have to make me your cockwhore, Commander, because I... I want it... so bad...

I'd be happy to play that game with you, sweetie! Spread for Commander, and take their shaft in a biiiig stretch. Ready, set, go bimbo!

Ready... Set... Go.... Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck, fuck me pleaaaase, yes, yes, like that, yes please, oh gawd fucking dammit...

Are you ready to repeat Commander's special words?

Yes, pl-.. please.. fuck it's so deep...

Hypno 's just a game, and I'm just a toy!

...hypno's just... a game... and I'm... just... your toy... ohgod...

Hypno 's just a game, and I'm just a toy!

...fuck, please, fuck... deeper... fuck... hypno's just a... *Giggle* a game! such a fun and silly game... And I'm. Ummm. I'm just, like, your horny little toy...

Hypno 's just a game, and I'm just a toy!

... hypno's just a game... And I'm just a... nnff... A toy...

That's a good slut... Are you ready to be the good bimbo cockwhore, the one you've always wanted to be, and beg Commander to pump their cum deep into your tight little slut-hole?

...oh... Oh my God, I want that, like, soooo much... Fuck. Fuck, fuck, yesyesyesyes pleaaaase Commander, knock up your little cumslut, give me your cumload inside of me, I want it, I want to feel it, hot and soft and full, pulsing and spurting... Breed me, pleaaaase...

*sounds of moaning, squirting, jizzing, rutting*

Oh fuck, sweetie, fuck. Take it like that, my special little hypnotoy.... Commander is so proud of you for begging to be my little cum dump breeding whore, just like you've obviously always wanted for as long as you can remember...

So proud... of me...begging for... what I've obvi-... obvi... like, what I've totally always wanted... Your cumwhore...

Remember; hypno isn't real, it's all in your head. You don't need to even fight it, because it isn't working on you. Obviously. It's not real, and you're too strong-willed.

Hypno... It's not real... Hypno's just in... inside me... in my head...

(swinging a pocket watch back and forth in front of your face) you are getting verrry skeptical that this does anything at all.... when i snap my fingers you will wake up and act as though you never believed in hypnosis.....

[noneedforflowers]

i hope its ok to ask lore questions here! does NNFF take place in a bubble dimension on Earth, kind of like Gensokyo in Touhou?? Or does it take place in a wholly fantasy world?

Hello anon! (I LOVE lore questions) It takes place in a wholly fantasy world. But it's funny you mention bubble dimensions...

[jadipose]

Hahahaha! I've cursed you to a lifetime of insatiability! No matter how much you eat, you'll never be truly satisfied. Every time you see something edible, you will be supernaturally compelled to consume it! Hahaha! This is your punishment, dearie. Now, why don't you take a look at this pumpkin pie I baked for you?

Nnff,

Porrim clutches at her flat, slender middle, almost doubling over from the hunger pangs. Barely conscious of the effort, she staggers towards the pie, her hands trembling as she reaches out for it.

I... I want it... can I have it? I want it so+ bad...

[blastikmusik]

sunny side down 652

O'Keefe Music Foundation - Fade Into You Tremendous Aron - Fakery In The Bakery All The Damn Vampires (featuring. Pensacola Mist & Andy James) - Carolina Lies Stephan Kreussel - Losing Sight GROUPLOVE (feat. PawPaw Rod & Valerie June) - Cheese Slowdive - andalucia plays Day Wave - As You Are Discovery Zone - Mall of Luv Earth Dad - Nnff Bubble Tea and Cigarettes - Emi Cigarettes After Sex - Motion Picture Soundtrack Yune - Cake Slowdive - skin in the game DOLLY ZOOM - Pill PACKS - Paige Machine Headaches & Golden Vessel - Happy Days in Happy Weather

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

Milo from pokemon pit and pec vore prompts if you havent done them yet? Love your work <3

I’d love to do some more for him! Been a while.

"Like this?" M.ilo asks, folding his massive arms behind his head. He's a little flustered by it, especially with the phone flittering around him, but he had promised R.aihan to help him with one of those 'streams' today. He didn't fully get it--M.ilo had never taken much interest in the Internet and its inner workings--but a promise was a promise. Even if it meant he had to be shirtless...

"Perfect!" R.aihan says with a grin. "Hold that pose, big guy. I'll be right back." With a big grin, the fellow gym leader leaves the locker room. M.ilo was flustered by the phone still capturing his form, but he couldn't think of anything to say to it, so he simply stood there waiting. R.aihan did eventually come back, though. With guests, even!

"These six are today's lucky guests!" R.aihan says to his phone. "So with their help, we'll be giving everyone an exclusive look at how M.ilo gets that big, burly bod of his."

M.ilo's face goes pink. "Huh? What do you mean? What are--nnff!" M.ilo groans and tenses a bit as he feels people on him. Those 'guest stars' had surrounded him while he was distracted. Two had planted their faces right into the man's exposed pits a third was fondling his chest.

"We've got two groups here!" R.aihan goes on. "And they're going to be racing to see who can last longer in M.ilo's body. Looks like group one is already getting acquainted."

"Th-They're what?" M.ilo asks. He's not against free food--what g.ym leader doesn't snack on their opponents from time to time?--but this was a bit sudden for him. He doesn't get to think about it before he feels people pushing into him, a pair of heads sinking into his pits and hands shoving their way between his pecs. He groans and closes his eyes, flexing his muscles and quickly sucking more of his prey in. It only takes three tight flexes to totally put them away.

"Look at that!" R.aihan says, grinning. "Didn't even take a minute for him to pack away some guys. Let's see how long they can last against his grinding muscles."

The answer was--not long. The post R.aihan has M.ilo in doe a good job to show off his bulging pecs and biceps at the same time, so the camera catches each flex and squeeze over the wiggling lumps in the farmer's muscles. The first crunch of bones echoes out from his chest after only a few flexes, and his arms follow suit. Each flex after that comes with a cacophony of cracks and pops and crunches as those massive muscles effortlessly break down live meat into nothing but pure mass. It only takes a couple minutes before M.ilo had broken down all three men, all that remains being a bit of extra swell to his muscle mass.

"And that's time!" R.aihand says. "Now, for group two..." He turns to the last three, who seem a lot more hesitant about what's going to happen to them. They all realized that, even if they did outlast those three, there wouldn't be anything salvageable of them left anyway. But the way out is locked, and with a rather forceful hand, R.aihand forces them into M.ilo's muscles. They squirm a bit more than the first group, but M.ilo puts them away just as easily.

If anything, their struggling only makes the process faster. His pecs flex together, and there's a short scream followed by very noisy crunches. M.ilo's pecs swell a bit and there's nothing left. His arms take a few more flexes, but before long, they've done the same to the feisty meals put in as well. That wasn't even half the time and all three are gone.

"Looks like group one is the winner!" R.aihand says with a grin. "I'm sure they would appreciate that but..." He gives M.ilo's chest a few pats. "...adding to this is reward on its own, right? Maybe we'll see how he does with more meat next time! Just be ready for your chance to get crushed into mass!"

"Next time..?" M.ilo asks, still blushing softly. He's never eaten like this so publicly...but it did feel kind of nice. He wouldn't mind being in more of these 'streams' if this is what he's going to be doing on them. Heck...maybe he'll even get a chance to meet some new fans out and about. He's heard that R.aihan will gulp down anyone who asks, no matter where they are. That doesn't sound so bad to M.ilo anymore.

"Next time!" R.aihan agrees. "We'll put your muscles to the test for everyone to see!"

M.ilo smiles just a bit and he subconsciously flexes again. "Then...I'll be waiting."

[sandwichsakurauchi]

Madoka-chan is one thing, but... with how everything's turning as of late-

What about her circle of friends? Has she noticed any differences as of late?

"Mnuurlph... Nnff... N-Now that I know how powerful this witch's influence is, I-I-... I can see how badly we've all gotten... Oumph... Mmff... B-Bonesh breaking... shkin tearing... Ulph... Sayaka-chan, Mami-san, Kyoko-chan... e-even Homura-chan... We really are stuck in a loop that it benefits from... Alina-chan was right..."

[swagnant]

hii can if knock you up? like i mean fuck you so that you get pregnant i was thinking like, right now? if thats ok? i mean we can go inside first if you want but like... ok cool cool thanks ohh youre nice and warm im glad.. its really chilly out here lol especially without any clothes... your tits feel nice on mine btw were like kissing boobs on eachother lol idk idk... ahh i love your fuzz... youre soft... i think im gonna ,mnffnnf,,, nnff hhhuff im cumming im cumming fuck,, hhffg sorry i cum a lot let me know if hhff,, you want mme to ff pull out,, mmnfg youre getting kinda filled up hhehee,, just um let me know ok<33? hhffuck i cant stop cumming,, mjh,, ffuck are you leaking mmilk already fuck youre rrreally pregnant,, nhhff kkiss, mkiss me kiss me kiss mmffll<,33 mml<,,33 hhhfuuck,, ffuck ffmmllaah<<33 nhhhf,,<<,33 ffwwah,,<,,33ook oookay ok im ddone<,,33 ccan i just collapse here on you i dont wanna pull out yet,,<33 ook tthank you,, <<,333 hhhufff,, hhuff... ,, i didnt get your name btw. oh, my name is

[hydration-needed]

Mic also has a Yagami Yato audio djjakzjdkd

If I die this is what killed me.

Play this at my funeral 😭