#t4t nsft

[rottenish]

sometimes you just need to brutalize a boy's cunt and bruise his cervix, trust me he needs it

[annoyinglilbro]

Big scary wolf bf and itty bitty bunny bf

“Quit fucking squirmin”

“M’sorry m’sorry it’s so big…can feel it in my belly…” pouty little thing but that only makes him rut harder, grip rougher.

“Not my problem, fuckin take it or I’ll eat you instead, cottontail.”

[hornylildude]

Need this in my life

Oh, to get a cute person high and hazey so that they're even more sensitive and puppy brained. They dont even bother hiding their face or desperate moans. You openly enjoy being fucked stupid. Such a pretty pet drooling into the mattress

[whollydevoured]

Taking testosterone as a trans man is like inflicting heat cycles upon yourself

[petplatinum]

It's called mutual masturbation, because you should do it with your mutuals. ♡

[darlingprettyboyf]

or an ask!! i love chatting w y'all so long as you follow the rules :3 <3

be a proud pervert and just send the dm otherwise nothing happens forever

[pup-void]

Inspired by dog park dissidents

[werewolftummy]

Did anyone order their tboy werewolf collared? 😇🐾 now all I need is someone to hold the leash..

(They/he, all masc and neutral terms welcome 🫶)

[jojo-the-puppy]

me after trying to take the knot (i failed) - check rbs

(he/it - op is a man)

[heavyjugs]

i love showing off 🤍🤍

reblog so everyone can see my milkers🤍

[annoyinglilbro]

Prince who starts invalidating himself and going to royal events as a princess to please his family, knight who corners him later, not following any orders nor letting him come unless he admits he's a boy. (After all, the knight's job is to protect the prince)

Prince being pushed into an abandoned corridor and glaring at the knight.

“What is your problem?!”

“What’s yours? What is all this? Where are your button ups, your trousers? Why are you parading around in corsets and lace?”

Prince who scoffs and crosses his arms. He looks away from the knight and forces his eyes on some random tapestry on the wall.

“Father is done entertaining me. They let wear my hair short and wear my brothers clothes for years. But now I’m an adult, it’s time to stop playing pretend and be the princess the kingdom needs. They’re giving me some time to let my hair grow, and then I’ll be presented with suitors. Each from our ally kingdoms, and I will choose one to marry.”

Knight who shakes his head. It can’t be true. He has been at the prince’s side since they were kids, he’d know if he was protecting a girl. Even with the corset and light flowing fabrics, that’s a boy. That’s his boy.

The same boy who would wrestle with him in his room, and get scolded for stealing extra bread from the kitchen. There was never a princess, always a prince. And he was a damn good one. Whatever is happening here is hurting him, and as his knight it’s his job to make it right.

That’s why he doesn’t hesitate when he takes the sword to the dress. When he chops away at the skirt and watches the way it tears.

“Hey! What are you doing?!”

“Reminding you who you are! This isn’t you, you’re not a princess. You’re not some dainty girl who needs protecting, who falls in line and does whatever she’s told. Where’s your fire? Where are you? You’re an imposter standing infront of me. My prince would never-“

“Oh please! I was never your prince. You’re being ridiculous.” Prince that tried to push past the knight, only to be slammed backwards into the wall once again. “Stop that!”

“I don’t follow orders from any princess. Only my prince can command me.” As he pushes his hands under the torn fabric, feeling for that spot between his legs that he knows oh too well. His fingers quickly find the bundle of nerves that they’ve called his cock on many occasions.

“Oh fuck…”

“How can you say you’re a girl, hmm? When you get so worked up from having your cock played with. Silly boy, so confused. I’ll remind you, don’t worry.”

Pulling his head back by his hair and kissing all the spots he knows drives his boy crazy. Nobody knows the prince better than him. Teeth piercing into flesh, breathing uneven, and eyes glazed over with lust. Even in a dress, he can still see the boy buried underneath. Beautiful, breath taking, in need of rescue.

Prince’s hands cling to the knight, just as they have many nights before. It isn’t fair, the prince can only feel cold armor, while his knight is spoiled in the warmth of his cunt. Fingers rubbing and prodding, sliding through slick and pressing him further and further.

“Please please I have to cum please.”

Fingers that pinch at the small bud, making the prince moan and writhe.

“Who’s asking to cum?”

“Ah…fuck.. your princess is telling you. M..make me cum.”

Knight that clicks his tongue and stops the movement of his fingers.

“I only take orders from my prince.” His hand leaves his hair and instead wraps around the prince’s throat, both glaring at the other with no real hatred to fuel them. “Dress up is fun. But it’s time to stop playing around, little prince. My sweet boy. I know you’re in there. Come back to me and I’ll make you cum until you so many times you lose track.”

Prince letting out a shakey breath. He doesn’t want to disappoint his father, but it’s so hard. So hard pretending to be something he’s not and maybe that’s why he can’t stop the sob that leaves him as he falls forward and wraps his arms lovingly around his knight.

“Please…please? Get me out of here. Take me back to my- to our chambers and have me. Take me. Please, I need you.”

Knight who pauses, his arms falling to his sides.

“Who’s asking me?”

“Your Prince.”

Knight who wraps his arms around the trembling boy, kissing the top of his head before he picks him up.

“Anything you want, my darling prince.”

[pxssyboyares]

all daddies teach their kids how to touch themselves, right? (check rbs)

[gummywormsandkitkats]

I was so focused on my tits, I did not notice what estrogen did to my hips and thighs---

ᴬⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵗᵒ ᴺᴼᵀ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵇᶦᵗᵉ ᵐᵃʳᵏˢ⁻⁻⁻ (⸝⸝๑﹏๑⸝⸝)

[eastern-bunny-boy]

that would make my head go all fuzzy tbh 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 in the end crying and screaming in pleasure and shame of myself 🥴😩

imagining my legs spread apart with a spreader bar, arms tied above my head, while someone with gloves on drips oil or lube on my tdick just to inspect me. to pinch and pull and rub super slowly or brutally fast just to see how I react

[enchantress-arc]

I've been thinking about it somewhat recently, and I'd classify my general style of hypnotic domination, particularly when it comes to my partners, as "gentle, but absolute." I like having control over my toy, taking every part of their minds and making them into little more than tools to carry out my will. I want them to be completely mine, and I want them to know how absolutely controlled they are. I want them to feel my influence, my will in every fiber of their being, their every thought and action. I want them to consciously know in every waking moment that they're mine. But at the same time, I just want them to be happy. I don't want to use that control to change them, or anything of the sort. I'll put in triggers, toy with them, give them commands, turn off their thoughts so they become an empty little puppet for me to enjoy as I please, and sometimes that is just a matter of my own enjoyment, my own wants aligning with theirs, but it's primarily because I know they enjoy having that level of control exerted over them. I like doing it, and it makes them happy, which makes me enjoy it so much more. For the most part, I just want to have my voice in their mind, whispering how much I care about them, how wonderful they are and how happy they deserve to be. I want them to be under my control, I want them to feel my influence permeating their entire being, but I just want to use it to let them know how much I love them. That I want to be with them even when I'm not with them. I absolutely love heavier hypno stuff, it can be so fun, but most of the time I want to hypnotize one of my pets, it's just to hold their empty little head nice and tight against my chest and tell them over and over how perfect they are. To turn them into a devoted, clingy pet and have them follow me around without a single thought distracting them while I go about my day. To watch their eyes empty, and give them scritches and headpats and so many kisses right on their perfect, beautiful lips. To nuzzle into them and give them hypnocuddles, falling asleep with them in my arms and feeling the warmth of their still body against my own, knowing that I love them, that they love me, and that they can feel my love in every suggestion I give them. Hypnosis can be so romantic, and that's what I love about it the most.

[boytransmission]

would you consider yourself an intelligent and sensitive pervert?

i've been saving this in my inbox for months because i don't feel like i have the words to match this. it's a shameful breach of my humility to answer yes, yes i do consider myself an intelligent and sensitive pervert. i love how you worded that. this is like a therapist's screening question.