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cafterdark · 13 hours
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It is
had a dream that I met a wizard and we fell in love and became unhealthily attached to each other so we decided to meld into one single creature together but the process was horrifically slow and painful and most of the dream was us lying in bed holding hands while lesions opened up in our skin and seeped out blue and green fluid and the wizard said "this is going to take a very very long time" and I said "that's ok"
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cafterdark · 13 days
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fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.
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cafterdark · 13 days
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I assure you that my trauma and mental health have in no way affected my kinks, what an absolutely silly thing to ask.
Now excuse me while I beg Goddess to clicker train her favorite puppy worshipper until I can't think anymore.
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cafterdark · 13 days
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Maybe I do too
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cafterdark · 14 days
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the prettiest shade of pavlovian puppygirl purple
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cafterdark · 15 days
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H...heyy 😵‍💫
I need to be owned by a hot trans girl bad
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cafterdark · 15 days
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I need to be owned by a hot trans girl bad
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cafterdark · 18 days
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Please check your carbon monoxide detector
She let me hit cuz I hambone so stinky
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cafterdark · 18 days
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Look, I'm too worked up to mask it in some complicated metaphor:
I need a hot trans girl to fuck me until I forget my name
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cafterdark · 23 days
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Need a girl to break my brain down to its fundamental building blocks and rebuild it into something better (an unabashed slut)
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cafterdark · 23 days
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hobbies include asking @anarqueeen if she's heard of bands she first showed me so she wants to hit me harder
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cafterdark · 24 days
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I apologize for being dead silent for a bit
I was doing hot girl shit
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cafterdark · 24 days
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Hey, I really think you'd enjoy STRFKR
hobbies include asking @anarqueeen if she's heard of bands she first showed me so she wants to hit me harder
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cafterdark · 1 month
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@anarqueeen ideas for your subs lol
Good Girl Punch Card™️
Every time you behave, I punch your card. Get 10 punches and I'll let you cum once without having to beg me for it 💛
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cafterdark · 2 months
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It's been too long since I wore a choker~
(yes I have a top on, it's just strapless lol)
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cafterdark · 2 months
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Omg, your stories are so good! Thank you for bringing them into existence, that god story was genuinely interesting (also so hot omg) thank you
Np, though I'm surprised people like my stories that much given I don't put a lot of effort into them and often just right them while sleep deprived
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cafterdark · 2 months
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I don't think y'all truly grasp what fucking a god would be like.
Not only are they beings who can shape reality like clay, but they have such a massively different conception of time, morality, and existence that they become alien to you
For example, let's say you are a normal guy:
One moment you're looking at yourself in the mirror, the next in a quiet field. Before you even have a chance to react, a voice rips through your tissue paper body. It is multilayered, unable to stick to one voice, but is it smooth and alluring and almost feminine.
"I have chosen thee to be my temple." The voice says.
"W...who are you?" You stutter out.
The voice doesn't answer. For a moment you wonder if you've gone insane, then she begins. A thousand hands of light touch you, some delicate and precise, some wild and rough. They grab and grope and tear and claw and brush and pinch and slap all over, all at once. One hand grabs your short hair and forces you to look up in the air and she says:
"Let me show you your purpose."
You are launched in time to a temple, backwards or forwards, you don't know. It is lit by candles, showing that you're at the feet of a massive marble statue of a nude woman. The hands force you to your knees, all while feeling up your boiling body. You look up and only catch a glimpse of her beautiful thighs before you're unstuck in time again.
You feel yourself dragged back to reality. You're in a woman's body, being fucked by two other women in a dingy hotel. One hold the leash to a collar around your neck, the other holding your legs as she fucks you with her dick. The hands are still there and guide you, teasing each moans from your throat and buck of your hips. You've never felt this good ever as you start ascending the mountain of arousal. The collar chokes you enough for a momentary blackout
You're back in the temple, still looking up. You catch a glimpse of her hips, grabbable, with curves in just the right spots. You blink in awe and find yourself in another woman's body, actually no, a robot woman's body. You're connected to a machine made of tech so powerful you can't comprehend by series of wires and plugs throughout your body. A woman, dressed in lab wear smiles, kisses you, and starts the machine. You feel a jolt of pleasure shoot through you. The woman's smile widens, then a notification appears on your HUD
Sensitivity increased 150%
A soft glide teaches down your back and you feel your entire body kicks in response. You ascend further up, climbing step after step towards orgasm. Each touch the machine simulates makes you skip ten steps. The woman's laughs at you makes you skip more. The heat is unbearable, your fans spinning at Max speed, their noise filling the background. You get a warning notification about overheating and you're back at the temple.
The hands keep your arousal steady as the hand tilts your head further up still. You're enraptured by the most perfect pair of tits you have ever seen. The last bit of thought you we're holding onto is wiped away by their glory. But before you can properly worship them, you're thrown back in time.
You're in another temple, hazy and thick with the perfume of incense. You're in a priestess' body slick with oil, prepared to worship your goddess with your other priestesses. You look around and see the rest of your order staring at you and approach. After a long moment, you realize that you're the offering. The other women attack you with kisses and teeth and hands and nails in just the right spots. Each blow brings you closer to the peak. They pin you down and begin fucking you with their trained tongues and you blank out. You're so close now you can see the peak. You pray to just be allowed to reach it.
You're set back to the temple again and with one swift yank of your long hair, brings your eyes to the statues face.
It's you.
You don't know how you know. It looks nothing like you, but it's you. And you're gorgeous you can feel the orgasm coming, it's so so so so close now. The world stops, your body freezes.
You find yourself stuck one step before the peak, staring at your beautiful features and unable to do anything about it. You're stuck there for a long time. An hour? A year? A Millennia? A second? You don't know. But by the end, you're asking Her to let you cum. She responds:
"Do you know your purpose?"
"Yes... Goddess," you pant out. "As your temple... Where your followers... Worship you"
"Good Girl" She says.
Those two words bring you over the edge and you find yourself cumming harder than you've ever done before. Each convulsion rips away a part of your past life, what you ate for breakfast, your job, your hobbies, your name. If you could think through the tsunami of pleasure, you wouldn't care. Goddess will provide, she always will. But for now, you are drowning in devotional ecstasy.
After an eternity, you finally feel the afterglow bleed in. The hands let go and you collapse to the floor, letting the darkness consume you.
You wake up on the bathroom floor and groan. Was it really just a dream? You get up and look in the mirror and see you. Not the fake you that you wore before, but the you Goddess crafted, her masterpiece. You smile and dance in your body, that statue turned flesh, and laugh a beautiful laugh to celebrate and thank Her.
"You know your purpose and are trained in it," She says in the back of your mind. "Begin."
"Yes Goddess"
You leave the bathroom and begin your new life. After all, what's a god without her temple?
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