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hi all :] due to recent gender + mental heslth thibgs i plan on becoming lesd active in nsfw spaces and will probably delete this blog! im keeping this up for a while and if you want to dm and ask for my nornal discord or tumblr pls feel free!! a lot of you are cool and id like to stay in contact with.

thanks for veing cool everyone!

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Finding the Right Kind of Incentive

"See how this works, sweetie? I told you that you'd get to like anal sex with the proper incentive, and now just look at you! You're gasping like a goldfish with my cock in your ass, your whole brain melting down with the need to cum your silly thoughts away, and all it took was just a month or so of edging? Aren't you so proud of yourself, baby girl? Don't you just love being so weak and malleable and easy to train?"

G--guhh, gg--ggg--

"Oh, honey. Let's not try to think in words right now, okay? Your ass is swallowing my cock so deep, and you've been denied for so long that just the anal stimulation alone is going to make you cum soon… I don't think you need to try to use your big girl words on top of all that. It's just too much for you. I don't even think you know what 'stimulation' means with my dick buried in your asshole, do you? No, of course you don't. Big words are just noise in that empty little head of yours, and thinking thoughts of your own is too hard. Don't even try. Just give up. Just give in."

Juhhhh… juhhhhhHHHH! HHHHHHH!

"Oh, there's that pretty little cummie for my pretty little slut! See, cutie pie? You can cum those silly brains out just from getting your ass fucked if we use plenty of lube and plenty of hypno and plenty of teasing to make you my needy sweetie! I'm so proud of you I think this is the only way you're going to get to cum from now on, when you spread those legs nice and wide and give me that tight, hungry asshole to fuck. Doesn't that sound so nice, baby girl? Don't you just want me to fuck your ass all the time from now on? I bet you're going to beg me for it. I bet you're going to crawl over to me and say, 'Please. Please fuck my ass, please.'"

…puhhh… puhhhhh….

"Oh, not right now, darling. You're too dumb for words right now. You just lie back, keep holding your ankles like that, and let me pound that tight ass until I dump a big load of hot sticky cum deep in your asshole. And see how well that works? You were so afraid that if I kept fucking you without a rubber, you'd get knocked up and it would be really hard to explain it away without telling who the daddy was, but I can cum in your ass as much as I want and nobody even has to know! Doesn't that sound wonderful?"

…wuhhh… wuhhhhnnn….

"Oh sweetie. It's so cute to watch you try to think when you're getting your ass fucked. But it's time to be dumb and desperate for me now. That's it. Nice and empty and vacant. Brain off, legs spread. Good girl. Good… nhhhhh… girrrrlllll…."

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i wish i was into men so bad bc i love cock and literally if i was into men i coudl go out and suck a cock TONIGHT

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rb if you'd let prev cum in your mouth <3

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i think it would be nice if girls could casually jerk off in public and u were socially obligated to stop what u were doing and watch in case they decide they want a hole to release into

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Imagine waking up with your partner kneeling over your face, her girl cock fully erect leaking precum onto your lips as she forces it into your pathetic little fuck hole mouth, barely awake to know what's going on just laying there as she uses your mouth as a fleshlight. Finally as you feel her twitching in your throat you get your favourite early morning breakfast treat

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*looks up at you with my big puppy dog eyes*

jjerk off on my face :3

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hey lol (with the intention of edging you for hours and then forcing you to cum over and over and over until your mind breaks and i can do whatever i want to your body with no resistance)

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wouldn’t it be fun if i made you jerk off for hours so i can get my daily whimper fix.

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I’m going to edge you until you’re crying, whimpering, and begging me to let you cum. Then I’m going to milk you..and just when you’re done I’m going to tell you, “oh no I think there’s more in there pet”, until there’s nothing left.

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Hey, I need you to cum in your pants for me. Yeah, just make a huge mess inside your clothes. Yes, this is just to entertain me. Yeah, no, you have to. Just stop what you're doing and cum with your clothes on, sweating and shaking, keenly aware of my eyes on you. Of course it'll be humiliating to cum in your underwear. Yeah, the embarrassment will just compound with the pleasure as you moan and twitch in front of me, ashamed of how good it feels to be treated like this. So, yeah, just go ahead and put on a pathetic show solely for my enjoyment? Yeah, like, right now. Thanks!

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office lady struggling to hide her erection she got from flirting with cute girls on her phone instead of doing her work

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girl who strokes her fat fucking cock all the time inventing a device to make her jerking off wherever she wants seem perfectly normal. eventually it starts leading to other people masturbating in public too, and for a second she thinks about turning it off, but... huh? turning what off? it's perfectly normal to jerk off all the time...

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drone girls and dog girls (okay maybe just the one dog girl)

(comic i drew back in april :p)

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Cock's in Control

“Mhmmm… yeah….” Dean mumbled out a vaguely affirmative response, but his mind wasn’t really on the conversation, or even on the TV show that Hank had been so insistent on watching. He was thinking about his cock. It kept pulsing with pleasure, a warm thrum of sensation that washed over him in waves and left his shaft twitching inside his shorts as he sat slumped back against the couch cushions and staring vacantly at the images on the screen. Distantly, he wondered when this show was going to get through its trippy opening credits and on to an actual plot, but even that notion only lasted until his dick throbbed again and he found his mind centering on his titanic erection once more.

And it really felt titanic. Dean didn’t have any false modesty, he knew he was packing more than most men, but somehow his dick had never seemed as potently hard as it did right now. It was practically poking out the leg of his shorts, aching with arousal and leaking precum with every warm pulse of ecstasy that coursed through his body and centered his thoughts ever more completely on the pleasure between his thighs. “Uh, yeah, uh huh,” he muttered, hoping to hell he still sounded like he was paying attention to the conversation because Hank would probably think he was weird if he got a hard-on talking to his new neighbor. Guys weren’t supposed to… to, um, to stroke… stroke their stiff pricks….

The moment Dean pictured it in his mind, he couldn’t control the urge any longer. He tugged his shorts aside, freeing his massive cock and pumping his fist up and down the length of the shaft. “Unnhh, unnnh, unh huh,” he grunted, unable to quite believe the intensity of his arousal–every sensation just felt so strong, like his dick had grown a million extra nerves and his fingers were finding each and every one of them as he jacked off in front of another man. He felt a momentary wave of embarrassment, but the surreal images on the screen tugged it right out of his head and left behind only sweet euphoria in its wake. God, he loved masturbating like this. He felt almost brainlessly horny, stupefyingly erect and turned on and ready to fuck.

It felt even better somehow when Hank guided him forward onto his hands and knees–getting closer to the screen allowed him to appreciate the images in even greater detail, and that made his prick drool precum all over his stroking fingers as he jacked himself to a plateau of near-orgasmic bliss that never quite tipped over into ejaculation but never quite diminished in its overwhelming intensity, either. It was this glorious, constant fugue state of pure lust that left Dean so horny he didn’t even question what Hank was doing behind him. The lubed-up fingers penetrating his ass only made the waves of pleasure even more potently erotic. Dean didn’t want any of it to stop. His cock had never felt this perfect before and he couldn’t imagine anything but stroking it further into dominance over his mind.

“G-ggghhh!” he heard himself moan, a spontaneous eruption of absolute bliss that started off as some vague impulse to say something in response to the cock pushing into his tight ass and ended in an incoherent grunt of pure pleasure. Dean’s balls tightened, but somehow the screen held him right there in that last millisecond between orgasm and ejaculation and wouldn’t let go. His moan became a strangled, helpless wail of mindless ecstasy, a timeless void of euphoria swallowing his mind whole as he gave himself over and allowed his cock to take over completely, and it felt like hours later when he finally dumped a massive load of cum all over the living room floor. That was the end of Dean’s free will… but as he soon discovered, it was only the beginning of his capacity for sensation.

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Valentina's Brain Drain Spell Really Works

"W-what are you doing?" The answer was obvious, of course; Valentina was reaching over and grabbing Traci's chest, blatantly groping and fondling her tits through the leotard the younger woman wore as though the fitness instructor had every right to take liberties with Traci's body. But the act was so sudden and shocking that Traci couldn't help blurting out in stunned confusion, and the question that popped into her head covered not just the immediate and overt decision but the more general sense of entitlement Valentina seemed to possess. It wouldn't have been a surprise coming from a man, but it genuinely shocked Traci to discover this kind of behavior existed everywhere along the gender spectrum.

But Valentina's response confused her even further. "I'm draining your brains, darling," she purred, continuing to massage Traci's breasts like she didn't even notice anything wrong with her own behavior. "There's a little spell I know to make your pert little titties into a vessel for your intellect, and… ohhhh, now it's starting to flow. You're such a bright girl, I'm sure they're going to swell up nice and big for me just like sexy cow udders." Traci sputtered incoherently in shock, not just at the bizarre statement but at the older woman's continuing and quite unacceptable familiarity--she didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to do, and her entire brain seemed to be locking up in stunned astonishment. And the whole time, Valentina just kept squeezing and kneading her chest.

Which was, Traci noted with even greater bewilderment, getting bigger just the way the older woman said it would. Even as she looked down to see what was happening, Traci's breasts quivered and jiggled inside the constricting leotard, the fabric visibly stretching as Valentina's handfuls of titflesh soon overflowed her grasp. Before she knew it, Traci had a valley of deep cleavage that would swallow any man's cock, and she had just enough time to wonder why she chose that particular analogy before a swell of arousal swamped her thoughts and she pictured wrapping her big jugs around a dick and sliding them up and down his shaft until he spurted hot jizz all over her ginormous boobs. "Oh, yes, you're just full of potential, aren't you?" Valentina cooed. "I'm sure my husband and I will love having a dumb docile cowslut around the house."

Traci furrowed her brow, trying to sum up the determination and eloquence to explain to the older woman that the whole reason she signed up for private yoga classes was that she didn't want to be objectified by a collection of leering stares and the individual attentions of Valentina and her husband weren't any more welcome than the crowd of ogling males at the fitness club… but her brain kept tripping over 'objectified' and 'collection', and she kept getting distracted by the feel of Valentina's lacquered fingernails against Traci's lush pink tits, and soon everything dissolved into a warm bubbly giggle and a smile as wide as the moon. "Uh huh!" she chirruped, already forgetting what she was agreeing with but knowing it made her so happy to get her boobs played with like that.

"Drained and drowsy, sweetie, dumb and docile and tamed by your tits," Valentina intoned, and Traci's willpower had been so thoroughly emptied out of her head and into her chest that even the laziest and most slapdash induction served to hypnotize her. She sank into a vacant stare, nodding obediently at everything she was told, and the final collapse of her mind into surrender was accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric as even her stretchy leotard finally failed to contain her new breasts.

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girl that likes to show off

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