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succubratty · 1 year
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Lili's Kinky Diary: Smelly adventure with Emma in the worker's bathroom mall
CW: fart kink/eproctophilia/musk/scent/soft scat/pee
Hey, I wrote a small story about Lily and Emma; if you want to know more about them, you can read their stories here:
Lili’s Kinky Diary: How I knew my best friend had amazing farts. Part I | II | III and final
We were saving money with Emma, and her mom got us a part-time job at an underwear retail shop at a local mall.
So we've been working all day; it's summer, the air conditioner isn't working, and Emma has a speedy metabolism, so she goes a lot to the bathroom during work hours.
She texted me asking me to grab a new pair of panties and bring them to her because she's a mess down there, she's kind of a spoiled brat, and I love that.
So I went to the bathroom and asked her where she was; she opened the last stall door, lifted her skirt, and told me —Look, I'm a mess!— with a pouty face, and she showed me her hot steamy, sweaty panties.
I could see the steam and sensing her pussy smell from the entrance of the stall; she knows I like this stuff; she just wanted to play, so I approached her, and with a severe but playful tone, I told her
—Well, let's check out what I can do to clean this mess.—
I slowly started huffing her vulva over her panties; gosh, she reeked! But she reeked! so well, and begun kissing her down there, slowly but with firm pressure on my lips, just to catch that pleasant smell.
She started to get wet so fast that I put her hands over the toilet water tank —Let's check this rear end.—
—Awn mommy, I've been trying to wipe well as you taught me, but I failed— I blushed so hard I love when she calls me mommy!
I could see a small line made of her poop stains; I grabbed her cheeks and spread them, her panties were still on, and in an instant, her potent ass stench got inside my nostrils; gosh, I love her smell of sweat! 🥴
—You didn't wipe well indeed, hunny, but don't worry, mommy is gonna clean you so well.— suddenly:
FRRRRFTTPSFFLFLRRTTTTFLRTFLRTTTT!
A colossal gas hit my face, but in the end, it sounded so wet; then the smell of poop hit me —Baby, did you just sharted on my face!?— she was giggling a lot, and I started to spank her, but I had to stop because a bunch of girls that ended their shift entered the bathroom.
So we were there, in the bathroom stall, trying to keep quiet, we were face to face hugging, and she told me with a low voice, still giggling, —Your face smell like ass— and Emma could not stop laughing.
—It's your ass, dummy— I answered, giggling too, and we started kissing slowly; I slipped my fingers down her pussy, rubbing her directly.
When all the workers left, Emma sat in the bathroom, peeing again because she orgasmed so hard.
I was washing my hands when she asked me —Lily, do you have that clean panty?— I just looked at her with a smirk,
—No f*cking way, Lily, you did it again? I'm not going to walk home without my panties again; it was so embarrassing!—
I pulled the new panties from my back pocket —Well, you sharted on my face; maybe you don't deserve a new set of panties; look, I got you one with strawberries.—
—Awwn Lily, I love them; please let me return home with my panties on; probably I'll stain them because I'm still so horny.—
She was so excited I just couldn't say no to that cute face; I just caressed her face —Ok, my baby girl, when we go back home, we have to pick up where we left off.—
She loves when I do that, you can picture her dumb face with hearts flying around her when I do it.
So that's it mostly; that summer was so fun; we did tons of nasty stuff working at that mall. 🤭
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Thanks for reading my story! 🥰
With love! ✨
Ellie Eiffing
SuccuBratty 💖 
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latestkurtidesigns · 20 days
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smalltimidbean · 1 month
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hi hi hi hear me out
rat Peppi clone?
Like maybe one of the stupid rats or a normal rat?
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(I'm putting these asks together so I don't have to repeat myself, kdfgkf)
I don't believe I have mentioned this, but actually most of the clones are indeed part rat! 'Easy to get' creatures such as rats, mice or rabbits etc, were often used as a sort of 'filler DNA' - so most clones have a 'primary DNA' (which usually determines their features/abilities/etc) and then the rest is filled in with human and whatever else they had on hand
But a few do have rat DNA as their main DNA too, like Parmesan has Brown Rat, Eglantine has a small amount of Stupid Rat in her, Hot Dog Water was made with Bad Rat DNA, and Reuben has some unspecific rat in them
But we can still make some new guys!!! One Chipmunk and one Stupid-Bad Rat
They stare at Little Rat
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thebirdandhersong · 1 year
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dandylorian · 3 months
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i have a feeling that ragh barkrock is not going to be in the story much but i am so happy that he's at least briefly back in town in junior year ToT
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dootznbootz · 3 months
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I really think it's important to give credit where credit is due but for example, on tumblr you can always @ someone...but then I feel like I'm calling for attention!!! Or like I'm coming off as "Oh I mentioned you!!! You have to reblog this!!!" when that's not it!!!
Like I know that's the simplest way to give credit. And when just tagging someone, most of the time I know it's a simple "I'm thinking of you" or "I think you'd like this!" and that's definitely how I see it but I know that I'm a chaotic lil gremlin who likes collecting everything as "I absorb everything in sight". I know other people are more particular about what they toss up on their blogs.
I usually just put url names so then people KNOW who's the person with said idea first and then link the specific post so then the person doesn't need to feel like they have to like or reblog my thing as I'm just trying to give credit and the source.
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does anyone else make more out of their relationships than they actually are or is that just me?
#like#i am very emotionally repressed and have hella trust issues#so it's really hard for me to get close to people and/or let THEM get close#so when i tell people things about myself that most people have no problem sharing#(like my fucking name for instance a;lkds;lf lmao or where i live or what i do for a living etc)#to me that's a huge step. to me that's opening up.#but i always forget that to THEM it isn't#so i put way more stock into things than i should#i build up our relationship in my head more than i should#because i really do FEEL so much but it's so hard for me to show it#so sharing pieces of myself is kind of my way of showing the love i have for people#or doing things for them#acts of service and all that#so i always feel closer to people than i'm sure they do to me#and sometimes i forget that we're not as close as i feel we are#and i put unrealistic expectations on people#and then i get reminded that hey it's just me that feels this way and it just...idk it sucks#and it's through no fault of the other person. really. it's all me and my plethora of fucking issues lol#i just wish i knew how to NOT be like this. to just be fucking normal and not be so closed off.#so afraid of human connection but also at the same time DESPERATE for it#for someone to just SEE me and want to put in the effort it's inevitably gonna take to REALLY get to know me#to show me that i'm as worthy of that effort as i know i should feel#ugh idk why i'm posting this here just in my feels i guess#ignore me
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fyodorloveclub · 9 months
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hello!! you! yes - you! if you're reading this, you are invited to my huge birthday bash!! the one requirement for the party? you need a date! but do not fret - i am a fantastic matchmaker :) keep reading to find out how you can have the time of your life and secure a sexy lover all in the same night!
you will receive: a matchup, a few sentences about the shenanigans you two get into together, and what song from my party playlist you shake your ass hardest to!
requirements:
♡ must be following me!!
♡ must be 18 or older - i will be checking! no blank blogs either.
♡ rb this post!
♡ send me an ask with:
➸ either 1-3 photos or picrews of you (will not be posted) ➸ what you're wearing to the party (dress code: as extravagant and fun as possible) ➸ what present you're bringing ➸ a fun fact about you/any random info you want! ➸ what fandom you want a matchup from ➸ gender preference ➸ any characters you do not want to be matched with
♡ must be off anon so i can tag you in the post - sorry!! again, the pics will not be posted!
♡ mutuals can request 2 matches, followers can request 1
♡ fandoms to choose from: bungo stray dogs, blue lock, jujutsu kaisen
♡ i'll likely choose between 10-15 people - block #birthday bash matches if you don't want to see the posts!
let's get this party started!!!!!!!
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wtfcl0ud · 7 months
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FUCKING GUESS WHAT???
*checks ur blog for context clues* start of winter was announced???
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bizarre-bait · 1 year
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Want to make comics again but can I go on the "experimental comics" train on you all for a while?
I want to try a few short stories and ideas I have before staring a serious comic again
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calamitysshatteredson · 9 months
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What if someone who was older, wiser and caring, like Lazard or Vincent, had been there in Nibelheim when Sephiroth discovered the truth and gave him all the empathy and support he needed?
What If..? Scenarios | accepting but forever slow
I very much played fast and loose with... every way in which this is set up, but you know, canon is but a suggestion over here. Just gonna say Vincent was trapped/sleeping/whatever for a much shorter time, alright.
Vincent had spent a much longer time being aware of Sephiroth than directly observing him. Even while he was out on missions, it was a difficult thing to watch him without attracting attention, suspicion, or simply catching him acting on his own. Battle was one thing, certainly, and he knew all of the rumors of the man's ruthlessness and efficiency were likely rooted in truth, but there were other curiosities.
He knew how Shinra worked. "The truth" lived under the surface of a great many other partial-truths and little white lies, with layers of secrecy between. Despite everything he knew, and every piece of information given to the public to make it seem as if something so much more than mortal represented SOLDIER... Sephiroth had started as a baby. A human child. He was human, before...
Before. Something in him had driven Vincent to remain close to the mansion. He had other places to stay, a great many other locations he preferred to spend his time, but he did observe quite often. Which lead him to see Sephiroth entering--
And not leaving. For days. There was another SOLDIER with him who did do a good deal of leaving and entering the mansion himself, and a cadet in rare cases, but as for Sephiroth, there was no movement. The dark-haired SOLDIER's visits became more frequent, the man looking more and more concerned as he left.
Vincent hadn't needed to be told where Sephiroth had likely wound up. Immediately after the dark-haired SOLDIER left on the third night, the former Turk quite easily made his silent way to the library. Shame, really; the once perfectly organized tomes and records were in disarray, pulled from shelves, left open on every available flat surface... and there was Sephiroth surrounded by shelves, pacing, muttering to himself obsessively.
Oh. To recognize that look in foreign eyes with a distinct pang of empathy. A discovery had been made, a truth found that crumbled him apart. Though, if he was only reading the records documented there with Hojo's very single-minded writing...
"It's not the whole truth." Vincent interrupted the pacing. The surprise more than the words stilled the SOLDIER before him, but he could tell that he wasn't quite being acknowledged. Not listened to. "Part of what you are might be here, but not who you are."
Some light of understanding glinted in Sephiroth's gaze, clouded though it was. "What would you know?"
"Look at me." There was nothing to hide, nothing to defend; and he wanted that gaze to clear. For Sephiroth to see him; another of Hojo's own personal obsessions. "I might have some more pertinent information to share than any of the notes found here. Somewhere to stay to keep you out of Shinra's view. Colleagues too, if you choose."
Something about that got the shadowy gaze to clear somewhat, hand holding tightly enough to the book in his hand to begin tearing the binding. Sephiroth looked at him, saw him, played his words over again in his head. He wasn't fully backed away from the metaphorical cliff he'd been standing on, but he did feel a bit more... present. "Friends. At least-- Similar enough."
As far as Vincent was concerned, if there was anyone Shinra's most precious pet SOLDIER considered a friend, then he wasn't too far gone to listen.
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stillmevalz · 6 months
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Oh god *gasp* wtf /pos
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latestkurtidesigns · 1 month
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bunny mu qing a n g e r y
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thebirdandhersong · 7 months
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fun quotes from my German lit prof:
God forbid we learn something interesting sometimes!
it’s so on the nose, you’re going to come to class with blood on your face that day
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amynchan · 1 year
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How dare you attack me like this. TTATT
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