#professor monster

[shironezuninja]

99.7%. That’s the percentage of what the 3 month old new Supaidaman TV series YouTube playlist has offered to me. There are still scenes from some of the uploaded episode videos missing, though. At least the last episode remained unaltered.

[japanesespiderman]

Toei Spiderman “secret book.” 

[bizarrobrain]

[ask-cloverfield]

This sounds like a bad plan

[monstersflashlight]

This post was supposed to be a long story but I got impatient and posted it. Now we have the full story. Hope y’all like it as much as I do. <3

Orc professor

Orc x chubby fem!reader || power dynamics, dom/sub undertones, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cum play, breeding, size kink, age gap, degradation, praise kink

It was your third failed mini-test when you thought enough was enough. Your hot orc professor was too attractive for your sanity. He was so hot with his cardigans and whatever he wore that you were always distracted, unable to take notes. It was his fault, and you needed to remedy that before you failed the whole class. You just needed to talk to him and see what could you do to pass. You’ll do some extra homework, maybe write a few more papers. Anything. A naughty part of you wanted to offer him sex favors, but you knew he wasn’t that kind of orc. Maybe.

You knocked on his office door and heard the muffled “come in”. You opened the door and your breath was taken away because how fucking attractive he was. The black framed glasses and salt and pepper hair just accentuating his green skin. Your panties got wet instantly. Fuck. Why had he to be so fucking hot? It would be a lot easier if he was just an old wrinkly dude.

“What do you need from me?” He looked up from the papers he was grading and that look combined with that phrase made your pussy tingle. Fuck, you were so turned on by everything he did.

He could be talking about the condensation of the trees in the desert and you’ll be panting in the back of the class, panties wet. And right now, you were worried your arousal was going to form a wet patch in your pants. This needed to be fast before you embarrassed yourself.

“I- I want to know if I can do some extra activities to improve my performance in your class.” You told him as fast as you could, sitting down in front of him and trying really hard not to rub your thighs together.

The frantic pulse of your heart was mirrored on your clit, and it was driving you completely crazy. Being so close to him was like an aphrodisiac in itself.

“What kind of activities do you suggest?” He seemed uninterested. Some part inside of you got mad at him, you were clearly trying to improve and he looked like an asshole who didn’t care if his students passed or not. And for some reason that only made him hotter. You needed to get laid soon before you humped his leg or something.

“I- I don’t know. I just need to pass your class. Please, I’ll do anything,” you begged. You were sure it was too much, but he looked at you, a spark of interest in his dark pupils.

You realized how bad it sounded when you thought about it. You tried to take it back, say you didn’t mean it like that, but then he surprised you asking back: “Anything?” His smirk was enough to send lighting down your pussy, your panties soaking through your clothes. Good Goddess, how was he so fucking hot?

Contrary to your better judgment, and probably thinking just with your southern parts, you matched his teasing tone as you answered: “Yes, yes. Anything.” You leaned closer to his table, showing more tits than you knew you should. But fuck it. If you couldn’t pass this class, at least you could fuck the hottest professor on campus.

He leaned back on his chair, his eyes flickering to your almost exposed breasts. He hummed and finally said: “Okay, little human, we’ll make a deal.” You nodded eagerly, so ready to do whatever he asked.

If he asked you to get naked and suck his cock right there, you would fall to your knees so fast he wouldn’t even see you moving. You were more than ready, so wet and needy you could feel the wetness pooling inside your thighs, probably through your pants. The walk home was going to be so uncomfortable. Ugh.

But you weren’t expecting his offer to be so filthy, so nasty. “Each morning, you’ll arrive a bit early, and you will handle me your panties. Used panties. And I want you to take them off in front of me, so I suggest you start wearing those slutty skirts you love so much.” You were bamboozled by his words.

Did he notice you? Did he like your skirts, too? He must like them if he noticed you wearing them so often. And he though they were slutty (they were, and you might or might not wear them to see if he reacted). A part of you wanted to be offended, but the other part of you was ready to say yes. Yes to that, yes to anything.

He interpreted your silence as agreement and kept talking. “If you do that, you will pass my class. That works for you?” He was back to looking uninterested, but you saw right through his facade.

His hand was resting suspiciously close to his groin, and you could almost make the outline of a dick. A huge dick, but you weren’t sure. You wanted to lean closer to inspect it, but you refrained, your head spinning with everything that just happened.

“Yes. Yes. Perfect. I’ll do it. Thank you, thank you, thank you…” You repeated a dozen times before he dismissed you. There was a big grin on his face when you left. You could feel his eyes fixed on your ass as you walked out. Point for you.

The first couple days it went without a hitch. You arrived early, and he was always there, expecting you with a knowing smirk. You usually made a show of pushing your panties down your legs and grabbing them, never actually showing him anything, but making it obvious that you were enjoying yourself with the game you two were playing. He always smelled them and hummed appreciatively, making your clit get excited instantly. You loved when men were vocal in bed. In his case, when monster’s were.

Where all monsters more vocal than humans? You never slept with a monster before. You always wanted to try, but never knew someone who excited you as much as your orc professor. The first time you saw him you tripped on your feet and almost hit the ground. He was so much older than you, he could probably be your father, but good lord if you wouldn’t love to call him daddy.

After the fourth day giving him your panties, you got a bit bolder. You turned around and bent down, making sure he was seeing your naked pussy and fat ass as you did so. The red lacy panties barely covered your wet pussy as you pushed them down your legs. He growled loudly at you when he saw them, you groaned softly. When you handled the panties to him, his eyes were as dark as a storm and you could see the outline of his dick perfectly. You gasped, he was so big, so much bigger than anyone you’d been with before. How would that feel inside of you? Would it even fit?

That day, you left feeling elated because of his reaction, a plan starting to form in your mind. You were going to be really, really bad. You spent the rest of the class rubbing your thighs together and trying not to touch yourself. You could still see the outline of his dick if you focused on his groin, and it was making you insane. You almost ran out of the class to jerk off in the bathroom.

On the fifth day, you wore your shortest skirt, the one that barely covered your ass. You walked in and waited until he gave you a once over. Your body was burning by the time he ended his staring. He arched a brow, expecting you to do what you were instructed before. You turned around and repeated the same actions as the day before, showing him your wet pussy as you bent down. He growled again and you smirked.

You handed them the black lacy panties and grinned. “Here you have them, sir.” You pronounced the last word with all your intent, being as flirty as possible as you walked away, sitting in the first row. You never did that before, you were forever a last row girly, but today you had plans. You felt his eyes lingering on your half exposed ass. The walk home was going to be a bit sketchy with that skirt, but it was worth it.

The class started and he looked at you. You smiled innocently as he started to explain about the life circle of some plant. You didn’t care, you were a girl on a mission.

When he turned around and started asking questions, you opened your legs.

The girl sitting next to you wasn’t paying any attention to your actions, but his gaze zeroed on you. You open your legs slightly more, knowing full well your big thighs must cover your pussy most of the time. But if you open them far enough… Yes. You realized the second he saw your pussy because he dropped the pen he was using to write down some stuff on the board.

And then you saw it: the outline of his monster cock noticeable against his dark pants, making you drool and do it again. You parted your legs and bit down on a pen, trying to be as slutty as possible. He coughed to cover what you guessed was a groan. He sat down and ordered everyone to write some stuff for him.

Before you left the class, he grabbed your arm and told you: “Remember we have a meeting after class, I’ll be expecting you in my office.” His tone is harsh and final, you nodded, blushing. Suddenly you feel very embarrassed about your performance in class, but your slutty side is more than happy to comply.

After all your classes, you rushed to his office and knocked softly. He opened the door before you could ask, grabbing your wrist and pulling you inside. He closed the door behind you and pressed your back against it. He was over you instantly, his big mouth kissing you as his tusks framed your jaw. You kissed him back with equal passion, grabbing his hair and pressing your whole body against his. You moaned against his mouth when he pulled back.

“You were a very naughty girl. And naughty girls need to be punished.” His voice had an edge of danger to it that had you panting. You nodded, eagerly. “Bend down over the desk. Now.” You had to press against him to get to it, but you complied.

“What about the papers?” You asked, trying to move them around but he grunted. He put a hand on the middle of your back and pushed down, plastering your head against the papers and pulling your skirt up at the same time. You felt the cold air against your backside and shivered.

“Such a slutty girl, offering me his panties for a pass. Showing me her wet pussy like a slut. Parting her legs for me in the middle of class.” He punctuated each one of your actions with a caress to your ass. You were panting against the papers, pushing your ass up to get him to touch you more. “You need to be punished for all of that. You were a very, very naughty girl. Such a slut.” And then his big hand made contact with your right ass cheek. You screamed and he stopped. “That won’t do. You need to be quiet.” You looked at him over your shoulder and watched as he took your panties out of his pocket. “Open.” You complied, and he shoved them in your mouth. “Good girl. I’m going to spank your little slutty ass and then fuck your pussy, do you want that?” You nodded eagerly.

He hit your ass ten times, one after the other, not letting you catch your breath before he was hitting you again. You cried out around the panties in your mouth, but you only got them wet with saliva. Tears fell from your eyes and landed on the papers on the desk, making a mess. He didn’t care about it. When he finished spanking you, your pussy was so wet you were sure it was dripping.

“Such a good girl taking the spanking she deserves. Are you on the pill?” His question took you by surprise and when you nodded again he smirked. “Good, I’m going to breed you so deeply you are going to feel me for days.” You groaned at his words. He lowered his pants enough to get his dick out. When you saw it, you whimpered. “Don’t worry, it will fit.” You weren’t so sure about it, but he was already pushing the tip against your gaping hole.

By the time he bottomed out you were breathless. His dick so big you could feel it in the back of your throat. You were spread so wide you felt like you were going to tear in two. But it felt so fucking good. His dick hit every single good point inside of you, rubbing against your G-spot and parts of your pussy you didn’t even know could feel that good. He breathed hard over you as you adapted to his size. He was being so careful with you it was a shock from the way he acted when you entered his office.

After a few minutes you started moving your hips back. He grabbed your hips and pulled back, controlled. You groaned and he chuckled, pushing into you again. The scream you let out wasn’t muffled by the panties. And then the carefulness stopped. He fucked your pussy restlessly, until you were drooling around the panties and over papers on the desk. You could feel the bruises forming on your hips, where his green hands were holding you.

He fucked you like a machine, grabbing you like a toy and fucking your body like you weren’t more than a fleshlight to him. You moaned and groaned around your gag every time he thrusted inside. The pleasure so high it was maddening. His hand went around your body and he started rubbing your clit frantically. You came less than three seconds later and he rapidly followed. His cum was scalding hot in your insides, so deep and so much of it you could feel it slipping out around his dick.

When he finished cumming, he draped himself over you and hugged you close. “You did good, you were perfect.” He took the panties out of your mouth and kissed you softly, moving your limp body until your back was on the desk and he was sitting on his chair in front of you. “Now, take out my cum and eat it.”

You pushed your torso off the table, leaning on your elbows. “Wha- what?” Did he really wanted you to do that? That felt forbidden, like a step too far, but it made you so hot to think about it...

“Finger yourself for me and eat out mixed essence like a good girl for me,” he repeated. As soon as he praised you, you were ready to do whatever he asked you to.

So you complied. “Ye- yes, sir.”

You proceeded to do exactly what he told you, slowly scooping his cum from inside you with your fingers and putting it in your mouth. You moaned at the first taste, feeling naughtier than ever, feeling like the slut he called you earlier. His eyes were focused on your pussy and it felt so good to have all his attention over you that you wanted to scream again, your pussy tingling.

“Come here.” He pulled you off the table and to a kneeling position between his legs. You looked up at him adoringly, your brain, blind with pleasure. “You are going to show me those beautiful breasts of yours and I’m going to come again over you. Then you’ll put the shirt back on and walk to your house like that. Pussy dripping cum, tits marked by me,” he growled the last part. You nodded, already taking your shirt off. “Good girl.”

He jerked his monster cock over your tits, his green fist contrasted with his red tip and darker dick. It was beautiful to see. It took him less than three minutes to be groaning over you as he painted your boobs with his release. He spread it all over your tits, pinching your nipples as he did so. You groaned, your clit pulsing again. You couldn’t understand how much his actions turned you on.

He helped you put back your shirt, and he put you over his lap. You made out for a few more minutes as you melted against him.

“Tomorrow morning I expect you to be early for class.” You arched an eyebrow at him, confused. “If you want to show me your pussy, my cum better be leaking out of it. Do you understand?” You nodded, unable to form words after such risky order. “Good.” He kissed you again before sending you home.

Anticipation filled your inside as you walked home feeling his cum drying over your tits and leaking out of your bare pussy.

You were going to get an A+ in his class.

Don’t forget you can comission me for something like this if you want.

[flowerbetweenfangs]

A Lesson In Discipline

Warnings: Breeding/Mating/Use of Pheromones

When you had brought the jars of pheromones, there was a bit of doubt lingering in the back of your mind. After all, plenty had taken advantage of the werewolf pack moving into your city. While the identities of the members were a secret, they were always skulking about on the full moon, picking their mate for the night.

Those who were chosen said it was the best sex of their life, raw and primal. Bowlegged walks and the scent that clung to them gave credence to their claim. And for the remaining cycle of the moon, they would have good fortune and preferential treatment as the packmember’s mate.

You dabbed a drop behind your ears. While your nose couldn’t pick anything up, you hadn’t expected it to. Hopefully, you hadn’t been duped with just plain water.

The next day while out, you caught a few people looking at you with hunger. Glazed over eyes, lips parted slightly as drool seeps out just enough to moisten lips, some stand up taller, muscles taut as they look ready to pounce on you, a slight rumble in chests and throats as they look you over, nostrils flaring as they drink in your scent.

Even when you washed behind your ears in the public bathroom at university, you could see the few who let their gazes linger just a little longer. The glimmer of hunger was there, but restraint had returned. It figured college students would be a prime pick for the pack.

During your latest lecture, a few stragglers seemed to paying more attention to you than the professor. Tight fists gripped pens and pencils hard enough to snap, fingers pounded on keyboards despite the owners not taking their eyes off you. The overwhelming scent of musk quickly filled the air as condensation formed on the large windows facing the courtyard.

When the bell rang, a sense of relief washed over you when the professor clapped his hands together.

“Class dismissed!” His normally monotone voice boomed through the classroom. The lookers slumped and slunk out. If they had tails, they would be between their legs.

“Except for you.” The professor pointed right at you.

As you walked closer, you noticed his nails seemed to be a little longer than usual. Or maybe they had always been that way? He leaned on his desk, but still towered over you.

“What were you thinking?” He hissed. His canines were slightly elongated, the rest of his teeth tapered. “Wearing something so potent?”

“Sir?” You asked. You swallowed hard, a quiver in your stomach.

“There are less disciplined wolves out in the city.” His nails scraped against the top of the desk, small shavings curling under the tips. “If you wander off campus, then you’ll be putting a target on your back.”

“I tried to scrub it off.” You confessed, not even trying to feign ignorance or innocence. “I thought that—”

“Less disciplined wolves wouldn’t give you a warning.” He growled, his muscles audibly straining as he gripped the desk tighter. Even as he spoke, there was a shift in his pants’ fabric as his erection grew. “Fortunately for you… I’m far more restrained.”

“Thank you for the warning.” You managed to stutter out, although you could feel the desire starting to fan to life inside you. He was an older man, but remarkably handsome, silver hair and a beard, with caramel colored eyes that looked almost amber. His dress clothes were tight against his body. Strong, and big. Both wide and tall.

Your face burned, and you hoped he didn’t see it. Actually, a small part hoped he did.

“You’re in no danger as long as you remain on campus.” He assured you, finally letting go of the desk and closing the distance between you. The scent of his cologne was strong. No, not cologne… Musk.

“We deal with unruly pack members diligently.”

The windows seemed to fog up more when he leaned down to your neck. Warm breath rolled over your neck as he panted, taking in your scent.

“That includes mates.”

(Part 02 is here!)

[n64retro]

Pokémon Snap HAL Laboratory, Inc. / Nintendo Nintendo 64 1999

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Halloween Monster Gallery - art by Pete Hawley (1977)

[howlonomy]

Yes hello, Really enjoying the Monster Clover AU stuff so far but now a question burns in my noggin... What were Ceroba's and Martlet's first impressions/responses/reactions to when they saw Clovers new look?

[ martlet ] - [ starlo ] - [ ceroba ]

for prosperity’s sake this takes place;

-3 years after clover died

-6 months after the barrier was broken/the amalgamates were returned to their families

-a couple days after clover was revived

-kanako and clover are about 12-13!

[monstersanonymous]

the biggest victim of the “I could fix him” epidemic is Charles Xavier

[shironezuninja]

The alcohol from last night hasn’t left my sluggish brain yet. So don’t anger me by arresting Takuya. FYI, the Iron Cross Army retro electronic machine sound effects are more comforting to my ears than Star Trek’s OS Enterprise computer’s sound effects.

[trio-of-all-time]

ULTIMATE TRIO BRACKET: MATCH #35

[braveclementine]

October 14: Monster Fucking (Remus Lupin)❤️

Warnings: 18+readersonly, Monster Fucking, werewolf sex, rough sex, size kink perhaps, smut

Copyright: I do not own Remus Lupin, or any other Wizarding World/ Harry Potter characters. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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"What if I don't want to?" You demanded, crossing your arms over your chest. 

"You don't have a choice." Remus growled at you, hands clenched around the back of his office chair. "Full moon is in a few hours, and I need you gone, you understand? You can't be anywhere near me when I become a werewolf." 

"You took the potion, you're safe." You said stubbornly, looking at the goblet that, while empty, still had smoke wafting from it. You wondered if it had been hot to drink as well. Remus had only told you it tasted disgusting. 

"I am not safe." Remus growled. His pupils were bigger than normal, a side effect from the full moon being so close. "Tame and safe are very different, Y/N. Just because the potion makes me tame, does not make me safe. I could still lash out and bite you. I'm becoming a wolf, I'm still becoming a monster." 

"You're not a monster." You growled back, stalking over to him. He backed up a little. It was frustrating that he was scared to be close to you, even as a human. "You're not!" 

"You need to go and stay in your own bedroom tonight, okay? Please bunny?" He begged. 

You pursued your lips, looking into his pale face. You crossed your fingers behind your back. "Fine." 

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You crept quietly back up towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts office where you knew Remus was. The castle itself was dead quiet, and wolves had good hearing, so you were treading carefully. 

You wanted to be with Remus during this hardship, but he wouldn't let you anywhere near him. Things would be different tonight, you would make sure of it. 

You twisted the doorknob, finding it locked. You rolled your eyes, tapping it silently with your wand and pushing it open. 

You closed the door behind you, pressing your back to it. The office was quiet and dark, moonlight shining in through the window. You didn't see Remus, which was strange, but the office had another door leading into the bedroom that you and Remus usually shared, so you figured he was in there. 

The door was wide open, though the room was also dark. "Remus?" You called out quietly, standing in the doorway, peering around the room. He wasn't in here either. Had he changed his mind? Gone out to the Forbidden Forest instead? 

Suddenly, you heard a low growl behind you, which made your hair stand up on end in fear. You turned slowly, nearly screaming when you saw the tall werewolf standing right behind you. Your back found the wall, wondering for the first time if you had really thought this through. 

Even as a werewolf, Remus looked furious, angry black eyes that were glinting. He had bared his teeth, his long snout quivering. You were going to be in so much trouble when he could talk and punish you. 

Suddenly, his large paw hit you from the side and you tumbled to the floor on your back. He leapt, landing so that his entire body covered yours, his snout nudging your cheek. "R-Remus." You whispered. His teeth were so close to your body, your heart pounded heavily in your chest. You hadn't thought this through at all. 

Your clothes were ripped from his claws, your shirt not much more than scraps. He hadn't touched your skin however, which was still smooth and perfect. You lifted the shirt over your head, throwing it to the side since it was more cumbersome than anything else, figuring you'd grab one of his shirts once he had backed off. 

He didn't back off. 

Instead, he dipped his large head, his heavy tongue licked over your breasts. Your nipples, sensitive from last night, tingled and you let out a surprised moan. 

Remus' demeanor changed immediately. He became less aggressive, his long snout dipping down, nudging against the inside of your clothed thighs. His teeth ripped your pajamas away, his black eyes daring you to say something. But the thrill of fear that had gone through you at being bitten was gone, replaced by anticipation and trust. 

His tongue licked you, larger than an tongue could be. While it felt amazing, it tickled and you twisted on the ground. Remus put one large paw on your stomach, holding you still while his tongue dwelled deep inside of you, still licking you up. 

There was no time to breathe when he pulled his tongue out, because he had immediately sheathed himself inside of you. 

"OH!" You shouted, back arching off the ground. "FUCK REMUS!" 

He didn't stop, perhaps his animal instinct for mating overturning any ideas of checking on you. But there truly was such a thing as 'to large' and you were sure that he was never going to fit quite comfortably. All you could do now was hold on for the ride you'd gotten yourself into. 

He was animalistic in his fucking- as expected- his thrusts furious and somewhat sloppy, but deep and impactful. You could feel every inch of him as he thrusted inside of you, slamming his hips against you. His claws dug into the wooden floor behind you, clawing up the floor that you were sure even spells wouldn't be able to fix. 

"FUCK!" You screamed as you came hard, but he didn't stop, still plowing into you, interested solely in the release he was chasing. He reached it after your second orgasm, filling you up more than he would've human, his liquids starting to spill from your cunt even as he kept releasing into you. 

He panted as he pulled away, looking as satisfied as a werewolf could. You laid there for a moment, watching as he padded away momentarily, before coming back to you, nudging your cheek with his nose. 

You struggled to sit up, before he nudged you a little harder, this time in the back. Getting the message, you staggered to your feet, leaving the bedroom. He herded you to the corner of the room with a large nest of blankets and pillows that you hadn't noticed before in the dark. 

You sat down wearily before he wrapped himself almost protectively around you. "See." You mumbled sleepily, scratching his head behind his ears, "You're not bad at all, just an overgrown puppy." 

He snorted plainly in a way that said you were still in trouble for the stunt you pulled and you smiled into his fur, deciding not to push your luck. Instead you simply snuggled up against him, closing your eyes, and falling asleep. 

[ask-cloverfield]

[thatsbelievable]

[carolina-star]

X-men Monster Au: pg 10 and 11

Question: Should Wolverine have an adamantium skeleton or not? I mean, he already have the monster thing and i'm not sure if it's to much or what to do. Let me know your ideas.

Sometimes you just have a normal life and then you discover that Wolverine was going easy on you because her daughter was watching and he didn't want to traumatize her.

Also Magneto and the Professor are married in this AU (they have been for a long time). Blue balloons are thoughts and black are speaking. Magnus and Charles can have two conversations at the same time, and i'm using Magneto name for the cartoon show.

<-Prev-- Next->

Part1 - Part2 - Part3 - Part4 - Part5 - Part6

About the au: basically it's an AU where weapon x experiments were terribly wrong and Wolverine become some kind of a monster. He and Jubilee meet and he kinda adopts her. About the world: After the mutant registration act a lot of countries become to capture mutants and everything went downhill. So in this moment of the au some countries are starting to work with the X-men and the Mutant nation of Genosha for give human rights to mutants and stop the chase. So it's still dangerous out there but the X-men are fighting.

Links:

The comic were they meet.

The first sketch

Masterpost