#science kink
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slutforpaladins · 5 months ago
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everyone thinks experimentation kinks are so hot. “ooh tie me down to a table and perform fucked up sex experiments on me haha” no, what always happens is i end up having to hold you down and force oral sedatives in your mouth while you struggle like a dog being given meds. i swear to god if you bite me or spit them out again you aren’t cumming for a week.
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the-black-manor · 26 days ago
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You're the xenobiologist on a spaceship that's studying a lifeform found on one of the planets your team recently visited. It's a mass of tentacles, barely the size of a tennisball, but it's growing quickly and becoming more and more aggressive. It seems to be the most at peace when it's in its hide - one of those little plastic caves you put in a hamster cage - but it will outgrow that, too, by the end of the week. There's really only one place that it can be kept safe that it won't outgrow immediately. If you can't calm the creature, your superiors are going to kill it. You know how to help, and you've grown fond of it, so you volunteer. Your womb will make the perfect warm, dark place.
As you enter your lab, the lifeform goes into a frenzy, slamming itself against the glass walls of its little enclosure. It's grown since the meeting two days ago; now the size of a softball. Your partner closes and the laboratory door behind you, and the locks slide into place with a heavy metallic thud. You take a deep breath, slide your pants off and kick them aside. The creature calms as you approach, waiting to see what you're going to do before it makes its move.
"Alright, you," you address it nervously. "I'm going to open your enclosure, and you're not going to try and kill me, okay?"
Its tentacles, transparent and slimy, feel around the seams of the enclosure's door. You sit in your chair, wheel up to the table, then spread your legs. With a shaky breath, you reach for the latch on the box, then flick it open. Instantly, it pushes the door open and wraps its tentacles around your hand. You check your breathing, trying not to panic as it begins to squeeze.
"Easy now..."
With your free hands, you spread your lower lips, then position the lifeform in front of your opening. It was smart and curious. It would understand.
"You'll like it in there," you promise when it hesitates. "No tricks. Just a nice place to sleep."
One tentacle reaches out and curls around your clit, while another prods at your urethra and a third slips into your cunt, feeling, exploring deep. You grit your teeth as the tentacle in your urethra slides in further and pray that the alien won't choose your bladder instead of your womb. It adds two more tentacles to the one in your cunt, and you can feel it exploring your cervix.
It feels good.
But that pleasure turns to pain as it forces your cervix open and pulls itself partially inside of your cunt, stretching your entrance around its soft body. It could relax, making itself smaller, but it wanted to get a good feel for the space inside.
"That's it...." you breathe. "All yours."
The rest of it slides inside, and you can't help but clench around it. It freezes, but only for a moment, and then it begins to force itself past your cervix and into your womb. That stretch isn't nearly as pleasant as the previous, and you grit your teeth hard as you ride it out. The creature is cautious, going slowly, stopping partially inside, forcing your cervix to remain stretched around its form.
And then it slides the rest of the way in and your body closes around it. It shifts and turns and pushes at your walls, bulging your belly outward until it finds a comfortable position and settles down. And there it remains, your new little friend, content in the warm and dark, where it will feed off of your menstrual blood and continue to grow. How big? No one knows, but even if you were to change your mind, there is no way to get the creature out now. You and it are one, from now until it decides its ready for a new home. If it decides its ready for a new home. It may be content to stay with you forever.
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yeet-me-dad-dy · 2 months ago
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Imagine Viktor and Jayce experimenting on you in the lab. Lying you back on the blue blanket on a table, spreading your legs, and taking detailed notes on what kind of touches make you throb and leak, how you squirm and buck, how quickly you cum, how many times you can cum, and how much of their cum you can fit inside of you before you're begging them to stop, that it's too much.
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virtualvirtus · 3 months ago
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I crave the attention of strangers. I want to be scrutinized and stared at, poked and prodded while my arms and legs are held in place by futuristic bindings. I want to be talked about like an object. People in white coats with clipboards record my reactions to different stimuli as they feed me different drugs, testing things like fertility and sensitivity, stamina and obedience. They treat me like a lab rat and call me an “it” as they fuck me. “It’s pussy’s really wet this time. It’s reacting well to this round of drugs and tests. I wonder how quickly I can make it cum like this.” One of them says as they pound into my pussy as another fills my mouth. Over time, the drugs they give me reverse the effects of my transition. Despite having surgery, I regrow my tits. My facial hair falls out, my body becomes curvier, and I become far more womanly than I had been, even before my transition. My tits get so big I can barely stand up straight, they have to milk me on the daily or I leak all over their sterile lab. Before long, the drugs begin to make things possible that wouldn’t otherwise be. Holes that shouldn’t be fuckable are suddenly stretchy and sensitive. My ears, my nostrils, my nipples. One of the scientists even goes so far as to fuck one of my eyesockets. Whenever they aren’t fucking or actively testing me, they fill each of my holes with dildos. I look absurd in the photos they take home to show their friends and families. It’s embarrassing, and yet every time they show me one of the photos they take I get wetter than ever.
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royalbard · 10 months ago
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God, I want someone nerdy to use me as a subject for study, examining, studying all of it.
Just be someone's study project, oh? You wanna study anatomy? Just strip me, please. What's that? You're intrested in kinks? Go ahead, ask me questions as you test my body with them
I need this so baaaaaad :<
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63812360 · 24 days ago
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I don't know if you're on T, but I think me and the men who lust for your little body would definitely like to try and supply all the T a growing boy needs right into his cunt by way of load after load. If we can get the concentration of T in your little holes high enough, it should slowly diffuse through the mucosal membranes in your holes (actually any of the three) into your body.
Would you like to try? For science?
the dizziness i just felt reading this holy shit 😵‍💫😵‍💫
i am about 2 years on t but this method sounds a hell of a lot more fun.. we’d have to do a lot of trials to cover all the variables of course, figure out which hole allows for the highest diffusion of t, how many loads it takes… we’d also have to run a trial with tgirls- maybe we’ll finally find a method of direct transfusion of hormones from tboys to tgirls 🤩
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wizardcunt · 9 months ago
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medical kink but it's me going through a checklist of ways to be touched and someone administering that exact caress. i write down the reaction so i know my exact squicks in regards to physical contact. we both wear lab coats. then we fuck sloppy-style and they use the feedback to utterly wreck me.
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batmasc · 6 months ago
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A companion, who is in medical research. You're not sure at first if they're curious for scientific reasons, being friendly, or if they're seducing you.
"You know, after you came out to me and told me you might start hormones,I did some research. Nothing too serious, but I saw some trans guys say that testosterone shots make you more attracted to men? Do you think that when your muscle distribution starts to shift and your voice is deeper and your cock starts to grow that you get the urge to fight for dominance among other men? I wonder, can a placebo be affected, if you wear something under your boxers and get into physical contact with another man who knows you're a man? In my opinion, I think you shouldn't wait to test things out."
The last words fade, because you fall into a drowsy state and cannot protest being lifted into a van that serves as a makeshift laboratory. You're going to find out what makes your body feel like a man, ready or not.
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aconitumkink · 9 months ago
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I feel like some mean trans person using me for fucked up science experiments would fix me tbh… any volunteers?
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peachybytes · 2 years ago
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been obsessed w the thought of being hooked up to an experimental fucking machine that grows a mind of its own and hooks itself up to the scientists studying you who were already horny from watching you and milks their cocks and pussies and pumps you full of their cum
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lavender-succubus · 2 years ago
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did glados praising you for being such an excellent test subject in portal make you so horny that you failed the final chamber at first because you were obedient and stayed in the incinerator or are you normal
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professorstrauss · 1 year ago
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Another message for technicians in the female arousal research department:
When breeding the test subjects in bay C (breeding research), please ensure that ALL test subjects are bred equally and routinely.
On my rounds last night I noticed that test subjects 1-4 were practically overflowing with ejaculate, whereas the test subjects at the other end of the room had been neglected.
This could leave us with unreliable results at the end of the project if not corrected.
This afternoon I would like as many of you as possible to breed C7-C9 before you leave (overtime will be paid).
Thank you.
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laughterlust · 8 months ago
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Victor bein a shit. DO NOT let this man find out you're ticklish. He can absolutely devastate someone with a single touch of his neural-pathway gloves. He loves finding out when people are ticklish, and often "accidentally" grabs them with his gloves just to send a ticklish pulse through their nerves. There's few things he loves more than experimenting to see just how long he can torment someone's worst spots~
❌🔞MINORS AND NO AGE IN PROFILE DNI. This is a NSFW blog, you will be blocked on sight.🔞❌
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enbycunts · 3 months ago
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reanimation
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kinkykeykit · 5 months ago
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Forever will think about knifeplay and also fearplay and also mad scientist stuff...
Cw for irl
He had on that looong black lab coat... getting out his supplies along with that knife... that blue and red paring knife..... he rambled on about how he would stick 100mg adrenaline needles in me and some other sciencey shit. All i could focus on was how while he was turned from me, knife in hand, he twirled it through his fingers until it was upside down and pointing directly at me. He knew somehow exactly where my head was. And that tone.. oh his tone. So deep and punishing. Making me feel dumb.. But none of that compared to when he pointed to tip of the knife to my neck... sent my anxiety through the roof. Then he stuck the needles in me and I dont remember what else happened...
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romanceonthemoon · 8 months ago
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Pendulum
I think I'm swinging into a more domme phase. Its just flowing more freely lately. I am very much a switch but often more sub, so this is interesting.
A persistent idea is the mad scientist. Slide on some elbow length gloves, lab coat, "restrain the specimen." Proceed to experiment with inflicting different sensations in different areas. Record results. Repeat as needed to check for variation.
From my heart, and from my hand; why don't people understand, my intentions? 🎵
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