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The Headless Butch Man
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you cannot be a queer person whose whole aesthetic is "in a freak the government warned you about" and then get squicked out and clutch pearls over kink, especially lukewarm furry kink.
sometimes I genuinely do think it's folks adopting the "freak" label do it in an attempt to be different but get up in arms over something as milquetoast as plush kink/objectum stuff.
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COME OUT! magazine, Vol 1, Issue 1, 1969
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Not to be a whore, but do you want to cuddle under the blankets until we fall asleep while it's stormy out.
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Tgirl removes ribs to be able to suck her own cock only to find god has used that rib to create a wife who can suck her cock for her
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lets play a game
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a butchfemme dynamic isn’t about the butch doing everything for the femme or vice versa… it’s both of us looking at each other and saying “you do so much for me, let me take care of you” and i think that’s so important to recognize. you shouldn’t be doing everything for your partner without them giving you everything in return. the ways you spoil each other might look completely different and that’s okay, but one person shouldn’t be carrying the brunt of the relationship. that’s not what being butchfemme means.
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Knight and deep-set venom
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subby boys are such whores. wym you’re hard already? i was just messing with you.
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if he practically moans at being called a good boy, he’s a slut. if he begs to have his ass fucked, he’s a slut. if he’s soaked in precum when teased, he’s a slut. if he blushes when you touch him, he’s a slut. if all he thinks about is being used as a toy, he’s a slut.
if you get needy from reading posts on here, you’re a fucking slut.
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it's weird being a monster fucker on this website because whenever I see "puppy" I think it's some kind of pet name for a subby werewolf
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*my dagger that senses when orcs are near starts glowing*
oh hell yeah. i was getting horny
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kicking around this idea of a bunch of satyrs crossing from the fae realm to ours for one night, on the winter solstice. they come to dance and play, their wild music filling the night air.
that's what draws you to them, hearing lutes on the wind. you follow the sound into a clearing, where the satyrs leap and twirl in a single mass around the bonfire. you find yourself entranced, swept up into their storm, and soon you're spinning and dancing along with them.
they creep closer to you, curious about this human among them. all of them are naked and so, they tear your clothes off of you, exposing you to the night air. they dance closer, their cocks emerging from furry sheaths as they circle tighter and tighter around you.
one picks you up and sets you on a stump as the music rises to a frantic pitch, the drums beating in a rough staccato. the first slides his cock into your mouth while another lifts your hips, revealing you to the sky. they take turns licking you, tasting you, marveling in that sweet, human flavor.
but then they turn needy, each of them clamoring to fuck you. the biggest goes first, slicking you up with his cum before pushing inside you. once he's emptied himself, the next one lines up, using the other's seed to make his way easier. they use you like this until you've cum so many times, the stars have fallen from the sky and landed around your head.
when the sun rises, the music slows, and the satyrs find their way back to the fae realm. you wake up on the forest floor, and if it weren't for their seed dripping out of you, you would wonder if it happened at all.
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Imagine being a nymph
𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖡼.𖧧𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖧧.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖡼𖧧𖥧𖡼.𖥧𖧧.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧
You exist somewhere in between being older than most living things but young in comparison to the ancient forest you reside in. You laze all day on lush moss and wander through thick meadows in the evening.
You spend most of your time with your fellow nymphs and the Satyrs, who also inhabit the forest. You join the satyrs in their festive orgies, their never ending debauchery and stamina is always entertaining. The satyrs are very close with the nymphs, both being able to keep up with the others insatiable apatites. They often invite you to praise their god in the only way they know how; sex, parties, wine and more sex. No matter what season, weather or time of day the forest is always filled with the pleasured sounds of your shared revelry.
You have your fun luring Human adventurers away from their parties, giving them little glances of your body behind thick trees. Humans also like it when you pretend to not notice them when they "accidentally stumble" across you sitting in your meadow. Either way when you have them to yourself it's always a fun arrangement. They always seem enraptured by you, all you have to do is bat your eyelashes and they come to you like they're locked in a trance. Always so hesitant at first like their dirty mortal hands shouldn't touch something as divine as your skin, you dispel those thoughts very quickly.
Sometimes the nomadic Centaurs travel through the forest, the nymphs and satyrs are always more than happy to welcome them into their home. The centaurs are proud creatures so you have to flirt a little harder than you do with humans or satyrs but traveling for months with no relief is so burdensome and why deny the cute nymph offering exactly the relief you need? When the huge man-beast eventually grumbles some admission of interest you waste no time bending over, hands on the lush forest floor, presenting your ass for the centaur to completely ruin on his massive horse cock.
The occasional traveling Orc camp will pop up now and then, that's always exciting. Orcs are very simple creatures and require little to no coaxing. You can usually just skip into the orc camp and plop yourself down on the nearest burly green hunk. They may be confused at first but a sultry look and a well placed hand will have them grinning from ear to ear, already half chubbed. It's a good idea to try and find the chief or clan leader as they might announce to the whole camp that they've found a useful fuck toy for the night. You might spend the day getting pounded by orc after orc until the late hours of the night. The only trace you'll leave behind for them when they wake is a trail of flowers and a few puddles of cum.
Goblins are similar to orcs but even more insatiable. Walking into a goblin camp in all your beautiful naked nymph glory will get you jumped and fucked within seconds. The small creatures don't care much at all for civility or decorum, they see a pretty thing like you walk into their camp and they're already scrambling and fighting each other for a hole. Not that they have any problems with sharing, during these particular nights there's always multiple goblin cocks being stuffed into all your holes, fitting in as many as they possibly can. They fuck till they drop, literally thrusting into your cum soaked holes till they pass out on the grassy floor.
Elves however, are another story. Elves never lose their composure, always so regal. When they travel through the forest they let the nymphs trail along with them, if only because this is your home they're walking through. You've only fucked elves very few times. The first being a noblewoman who weaved flowers in your soft hair while stealing glances at your naked body. You pleasured her in her tent one night, lapping at her pretty pussy as she gave you quiet but generous praises while gently stroking your hair. There was also the respected guard captain who you caught pleasuring himself by the river, he seemed very grateful for your assistance, fucking you ragged like he hadn't touched another person in centuries.
If you're lucky you may stumble upon the Minotaur that lives in the forest. You and the other nymphs like to play this game where you tease and taunt the Minotaur until he chases one of you down and fucks you into the dirt. It's not clear if getting caught means you win or lose but the other nymphs will sit around you, pet the minatour and coo at you as you get ferociously fucked by the beast until it fills your belly with it's seed. You're almost unconscious when the minatour is done but that won't stop the other nymphs from licking up the monsters cum from your abused hole while trying to coax the minatour into another round.
𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖡼.𖧧𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖧧.𖥧.𖡼.⚘𖡼𖧧𖥧𖡼.𖥧𖧧.
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Western monsters! Yeehaw!!
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🤠 Orc cowboy with a massive steed almost twice the size of a normal horse. He finds it funny how scared you are of the absolute beast so he all but forces you to get on its back and teaches you how to ride it. You're terrified at first but your attitude quickly changes when he settles behind you, placing his hands over yours on the reins, pressing up close and talking low in your ear in that rich southern drawl.
🐍 Outlaw rattlesnake naga who kidnaps you to do the whole tie you to the train tracks bit but halts in their tracks (haha) when they lick the air and taste...arousal? Perhaps the innocent victim they have over their shoulder isn't so innocent after all.
🐎 Centaur who offers a ride to a poor frantic human only to realise he's been tricked into being the getaway horse for a bandit when the sherrif starts chasing and yelling after them. He easily outruns the Sherrif's horse but now has to deal with being on the run with a theif! A cute thief but still a thief!
🐮 Sneeking into a barn just to have a warm place to sleep for the night only to wake up surrounded by curious cow hybrids. They start pampering and coddling you because you must be so scared and lost, you poor thing. The ranger doesn't take kindly to finding you in a cuddle pile, drinking his prized milk from the source while getting fondled and licked by his prized cows.
🐊 Crocodile hybrid Sherrif who becomes quite fond of the new outlaw in his town. Every time you outsmart him and get away it just makes his dick harder and his heart beat faster. When he finally catches you, after one hell of a chase, he doesn't drag you to the jailhouse but instead to his home. He's rambling on about how someone so cunning and resourceful would be the perfect mate and how he'll breed you full of his eggs to prove it to you.
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The Angels wings shudder, beautiful white feathers tremble under your sinful touch.
You coo lightly in his ear as you shift his pristine white robes off of him, leaving him as naked as you are save for his white blindfold. It doesn't take much coaxing to have his knees buckling into a knelt position on the floor, his hands still together in prayer, as if his God would listen.
Sobs can be heard just a few feet away, coming from the Priest. He sobs into his praying hands, bowing his head low trying to pray away the debauched scene in front of him.
The Angel he prayed for was now being violated by the very demon he was praying for protection from. Now he has doomed not only himself but his Angel to sin.
You push the angels thighs open wider for you and the Priest watches you gaze hungrily at the Angels pretty cock. Silent tears fall from under the Angels blindfold and you gently wipe them away. You whisper reassurances against his soft lips and trail kisses all the way down to where he needed you most. Honestly, if God didn't want you to fuck his angels why the hell did he make them so pretty?
You lick a hot wet stripe from his balls to the red leaking tip and he shudders out a moan into his clasped hands. You reach up to free his hands, bringing them down and circling his fingers around your horns. You encourage his hands to push your head so that you take his cock down your eager throat. His grip tightens and his wings curl inwards in pleasure. Your hands stroke his thighs as you wait for him to make you take the rest of his cock when he figures out that you're not moving unless he moves you himself. If he's going to sin he should at least have an active role in it.
You hear a faint 'Plap plap plap' and open your eyes to peer to the side where the Priest fists his own cock while watching you ruin his Angel. You can't help but hum around the Angels cock, watching the Priest fall back into the depraved pervert he always was just makes your insides burn with pride.
The Angel sniffles a whine, tears falling down his soft cheeks and his hands shake in restraint. The vibrating of your moan and the sound of the Priests sinful motions is enough to brake the Angel as he pulls you by the horns, making you take his cock till he bottoms out. You close your eyes and suck lightly, a simple motion that has him bucking into your mouth, rubbing your nose against his soft pubic hair.
It takes him a minute to get into a rhythm but eventually he's fully fucking your face, moving you deliberately up and down his shaft and using your horns like handlebars. You moan and drool around him, slick spit spilling down your chin and down his balls. The priest's grunts are animalistic and you're sure he's almost about to cum so you pick up the pace on your pretty Angel, getting him just as close.
Just before the Priest reaches his peak your tail reaches out and wraps around the man's cock and balls, slapping his hand away and effectively ruining his orgasm completely. The Priest shouts pained protests but you can only focus on the Angel as he's just about to climax. You shake you're head free of the Angels clutches, reaching up to swallow all his frantic whines in an open mouthed kiss. The Angel struggles harshly and you have to pin his hands down as he struggles and cries into your mouth. Clearly he wasn't expecting the sex demon to have denied him his release like that.
Both man and Angel shake with intense need, mourning the loss of their climax, cursing the beast that would lure them to sin but not let them indulge in the very pleasure they sinned for.
But this is just the start, you have so much to show them. Denial only makes their lustful desire greater and you intend to lure them so deep into sin that they never even think a virtuous thought ever again.
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Shapeshifter partner who is very horny and willing to indulge in your interests.
You just finished a show or movie and you're talking about how hot you thought one of the characters was? Bam! They shift into that character and immediately start trying to roleplay with you.
You thoughtlessly ask out loud one day, "I wonder what it would be like to fuck a clone of myself?" And then Boom! You turn around to face them and it's you staring back!
They are very into roleplay and really enjoy getting into character. You want a scrawny nerd virgin you can bully? On it boss. You want a big strong jock who'll bully you? You got it babe. Any genetalia. Any face. Any voice. Any size.
Soooooo many fun options.
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big big fan of the idea of like. rigged switch4switch situations. like ur trying to outdom eachother but one of u has ur hands bound or a collar on to level the playing field a little
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