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roidedout · 14 days
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Get your hands on this meat
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supremehomme · 1 year
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Bodybuilder glute massage
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londonfoginacup · 7 months
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smoking-witch · 11 days
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Not me alone in my bedroom twerking for 10 straight minutes as a way to massage my own glutes... ngl I think I'm twerking wrong but my ass feels so much better
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calliopechild · 2 months
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So I went and got a massage on Friday for the first time in months, and as expected I had so many knots in my back/shoulders that it felt like the massage therapist was going over a rumble strip. She said she was going to send me some yoga poses, and I figured she was joking so I just laughed like "yeah, I know, my back's a mess."
But then I just got a link from her to this video:
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Achievement unlocked: back so jacked up I legit went in for a massage and came out of it with homework 😭💀
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littlegingerperson5 · 2 months
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I’m obsessed
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PervySubEllie fucking herself to the thought of her gym crush: you😆
Warnings: Ellie ogling you at the gym, Ellie humps her gym bench(for like a second!), masturbation, squirting, dacryphelia, Ellie has a mama kink,
Her alarm beeped, waking her up “6:00AM” the screen read and just like that Ellie smiled and got out of bed having brushed her teeth, skipped breakfast and thrown on whatever, because she really couldn’t care less, she headed to the gym.
Butterflies in her belly as she walked through the front doors, she was gonna see you again, and it was just gonna be you and her, the gym was always empty at this hour.
After she figured out what time you usually went, from pestering the staff for twenty minutes because she saw you leave a spin class, shorts riding up as you panted while sweating through your shirt, she fell in love instantly, surrounding her life around you…
she was sat on a bench panting as she minndlessly curled the weight of the dumbbell in her left hand, her elbow resting on the knee of her grey sweats, her muscles flexing out of her white tank top with each repeated movement.
She’s lost count by now, her arm burning but she wasn’t gonna stop, she wasn’t ready to move from where she sat.
No, not when your ass looked like that. She practically went cross eyed as she shamelessly stared at the fabric of your leggings slipping between your asscheeks with each of your squats, wishing that the material was her.
“fuck” she whispers at the sight of the sweat dripping down your exposed back and the burn in her arm, she switches the weight over as she struggles to wipe at her drenched forehead with the deadweight she calls an arm, getting back in position her eyes lands back on you.
Now you’re doing glute bridges, she’s in a fucking daze watching how you effortlessly thrust up the weight, nearly twice the weight of her, her mind starts to travel at how easy it would be for you to throw her around.
Her face is so hot, she knew it wasn’t the workout that was causing her raise in temperature, as she stopped her movements just eye fucking you, her bottom lip tucked under teeth, her thighs squeezing together as she subtly arched her back, sighing at the friction the bench below her caused, her eyes attempting to flutter close but she stops herself, not wanting to miss a moment of you, then slides forward “fuck” she whispers to herself, unfortunately for her catching your attention as your head whips in her direction, her heart stops, her eyes connecting with yours for the first time, the only part of you that she hasn’t shamelessly ogled at since the months of knowing of you.
She nervously laughs and gives you a nod of acknowledgement, with which you mirror and return back to your exercise, blissfully unaware of what was going on in the auburn haired girls head.
“Great! She thinks I’m a fucking weirdo!” She thinks to herself as she gives up, frowning as she restacked the weight and headed out the gym, returning home, her day was ruined and her pussy was wet…
She sighs, slamming her front door “fuck fuck fuck FUCK!” She repeats to herself, she knows this is wrong but two of her fingertips press onto her clit through her sweats, she sighs leaning against her front door “fffuck” she whispers to herself, hearing the wet noises as she rubs circles onto herself through her trousers, too desperate to wait, she throws her keys on the counter and walks to the sofa as she continues massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves, finally reaching the back of the sofa she leans one hand against it to hold her weight up, her head dips unanimously with her fingertips as she reaches into her boxers, feeling how completely soaked she was “fuuuck” her fingers slid along her slit, getting so wet before she lost patience and slipped a finger inside herself, curling it, hitting her g spot “uhhh” her knees instantly gave out, her forehead now resting against the back of the couch, her knees pressing onto the hard flooring as she slid a second finger inside herself “mama, please” she whispered to herself, knowing how pathetic she sounded but she couldn’t help it, she felt like you put a curse on her as her other hand took up the remaining room in her trousers as she toyed with her clit, her walls instantly started to squeeze onto her digits “pleasee, please d-ughh dontstopp” she squealed as she fucked herself to the thought of you, tears pricking at her eyes, her body jerking and her chest heaving as she squealed you name, cumming all to quick.
She pulls her hands out her trousers, spreading her fingers, just staring at the cum that coated them, “this is so dumb” she mutters, her pussy still pulsing as she brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean.
As much as she tried to ignore it, her mind started to wonder again, she imagined it was your fingers she was sucking and released a gutteral moan while bobbing her head, her pussy getting wet all over again, she rolled her eyes at herself and threw herself back onto the floor, in too much of a hurry to even climb up on the couch, her legs were probably too weak anyway.
She shimmied her jeans and underwear down her legs, pulling one leg out the trousers, the jeans still caught onto one of her ankles as she spread her legs and pushed her hoodie up, past her chest.
This time she took it slower, her fingers traced her throat, across her lips, down to her hardened nipple as she rolled over it, her eyes closed, eyes crinkling at the side from how hard she was trying to imagine it was you, sighing, whole body relaxed into her touch, her other hand came up and traced her belly, her cunt was aching at all her own teasing, sounds of pleasure left her as she played with the opposite nub, sucking and biting her lip imagining it was yours.
Her fingertip landed on her clit as she lightly tapped it, repeating your name under her breath like a mantra over and over, she paused for a moment, coming to her senses, thinking about how you’d react if you saw her like this, but unfortunately that only made her cunt throb more so she slid her finger down to her entrance and pushed into herself again, she felt so dumb fucking herself to the thought of a girl that didn’t even know her name, she was angry at herself for never talking to you, you seemed so nice, but Ellie, well Ellie was a women fearing freak.
She flipped herself over onto all fours and smacked her clit “ahh FUCK!” maybe a little too hard, still angry at herself, she squeezed her eyes shut in preparation as she slid three fingers into herself, her eyes watering from the stretch as she filled herself up, soft tears falling from them, little whimpers of your name flowing out her lips, she’s never felt this good in her life, gliding in and out of herself softly, yet again wishing it was your fingers fucking her.
Her imagination ran wild, thinking of you, how pretty your smile was, SHE WANTED TO SIT ON IT, how soft your thighs looked, SHE WANTED TO RIDE THEM, how soft your fingertips were against her skin when you accidentally brushed her hand “ughh ohh ff-god” her whole body felt like it was on fire, her toes curled in her socks, her drool was leaking down the side of her cheek that was pressed against the floor as she gasped for air, repeating yes over and over as she came, her release dripping onto the floor as she squirted, her body falling limp into the puddle that she created, fingers still inside herself, feeling herself pulse around them weakly.
She lay like that for a few moments, catching her breath, thinking about how she’ll never be able to look you in the eyes again, almost, almost regretting what she just done.
@isitadinosaur (sorry it took so long and sorry it’s a bit crap😭😭🩷)
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wonuvs · 3 months
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can you write something about perv!skz and 9th member!reader
tyyyy:)
MINORS PISS OFF. tags: ot8 skz x 9thmember!afab!reader + perv behavior, reader is desrcibed to have a smaller frame compared to the others, dubcon, 9th member is kinda aware of whats going on in most of these.
perv!ot8skz and their cute and naive 9th member that they just love to manipulate however and whenever they want because they know you're never gonna refuse their touch or requests. why would you, when you know they love and care for you, and they would never intentionally make you do something wrong or strange? why would you stop listening to them when they always call you pretty names and make you feel good? when their stares make you feel so hot and wanted?
perv!chan who knows how wrong it is, but can't help but picture you naked, on your knees, and with your mouth gagging on his hot cock whenever he sees your bruised knees and sweaty face after a particularly challenging dance practice. and he gulps, his dick twitches in his pants with every hiss and pained moan of yours as he helps you spread lotion over your bruised skin once you are back home. “you should be more careful...” he tells you each time, though deep deep down he loves seeing you like this, because he imagines it's him reducing you like that.
perv!minho who is obsessed with your lips, who buys you ice cream and popsicles even in winter, just to be able to stare at your lips as they circle and suck the tip of the ice pop until it turns transparent, or at your red tongue licking the dripping ice cream from the cone and your fingers. he shudders with each happy moan you let out, picture your lips covered in his salty cum, your hand holding his cock instead of that damned ice cream cone. he shamefully even jerked off to a few pictures of you with whipped cream around your mouth.
perv!changbin who, upon you telling him you wanted to work on growing your glutes, convinced you to wear only a pair of shorts and tiny sports bra to the gym. he tasks you with doing some weighed squats, and he thanks god you chose to wear light colored pants, because once you start sweating in them, they cling onto your skin perfectly, so much so even your dark underwear is visible. he sneakily takes a few pictures of your ass when you bend down to tie your shoes to add to his collection of pictures and videos of you in compromising positions.
perv!hyunjin who presses to his nose those panties of yours he's stolen as he listens to your broken moans and sobs coming from the other side of the wall in the middle of the night. the wall is so thin he can even hear your vibrator buzzing, your every gasp as you overtimulate yourself. he shamelessly fucks his fist, which is holding another one of your panties, imagining it's your wet cunt instead. he soon covers them in his thick ropes of release, and he smiles, imagining it's your wet cunt he just came on, instead of a piece of fabric.
perv!jisung who always begs you to take a nap with him whenever he's feeling sleepy. he tells you it's because he falls asleep better when he's wrapped in your arms, and who are you to refuse his puppy eyes? you even let him spend the night in your room when he tells you he's particularly exhausted—though it's all an excuse for him to subtly rub his clothed cock against your lover back and ass all night long. he's even cum in his pants a few times when you'd unconsciously breathe out whimpers in your sleep.
perv!felix who uses the excuse of being good at massaging to put his hands on you. once you're on his bed, completely naked, his skillful fingers start rubbing at your sore skin so perfectly you start moaning and gasping as every knot dissolves with his touch. the intimate atmosphere and wet sounds make his dick twitch in his pants, who starts leaking when he notices a pool of your arousal right under your cunt. he's quick to gather it with his digits, rubbing your outer lips slowly before suddenly breaching your folds, “this is a new tecinque i saw a while back on the internet. mind if i try it on you?”
perv!seungmin and perv!jeongin who invite you to play videogames on the playstation with them while everyone's out of the dorm. they tell you it's because they'd rather sit comfortably on jeongin's double bed instead of sitting for hours on end on a chair in front of a pc—but really, it's because you always fall asleep just a couple of hours in your gaming session, giving them the perfect chance to fuck your pretty thighs clad with only short shorts. the feeling of your soft mixed with their cocks rubbing against each other in the darkness of the room never fail to make them cum in seconds. they don't even bother to clean you up, opting instead to coo at and tell you, “must've had a dirty dream, hm? such a filthy girl.” once you wake up and ask what's with the stickiness in between your thighs. all you can do though is blush, as you feel your core throb needily.
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yournewfriendshouse · 2 years
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anyone else ever like, get a knot in your back you can’t quite manage to reach or get it properly yourself so you resort to using the weight of your own body ad a series of increasingly ridiculous objects to ease it the slightest bit?
I am currently using seven pillows (for correct positioning & weight distribution), a bio oil bottle, a back massager thing, and several lotion tubs rn, and I think I just about got it
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wifeofasith · 3 months
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The sweet torture of getting your nipples sucked.
ׁ ֶָ֢ ⏤͟͟͞͞☕️ ׁ ࣭ warnings ! ۪ ׁ ⊹ || Dom!Anakin × Sub!Fem!Reader, breast play, nipple play, dry humping, slight pain kink, praise, pet names (angel, sweet/good/perfect girl, love), piv, riding, brief crying. MDNI
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"So soft. So beautiful everywhere…” Anakin’s hands travel up your waist, tugging you closer so your legs wrap more comfortably around his hips. Seated on his lap with your top bare, you allowed him to enjoy your body to his heart’s content.
His eyes admired the way your skin molds to the shape of his fingers, bending and curving to his touch, firm but gentle, as if you were made of porcelain. He wasn’t just sexual about touching you like this; to Anakin, seeing you in your vulnerability was just as emotionally rewarding as it was arousing. He had yet to acknowledge the bulge forming in his pants.
“My angel.” He praises you again, swallowing slowly to ease the mouthwatering.
He strokes up and down your sides, cupping your underbreasts and caressing the valley in between them. He was savoring the best for the least, the cherry on top, the cream of the cake, he would lick it clean when his hands were satisfied. For now, he just needed to touch you.
“Does that feel good, angel?” He glances deeply into your eyes, fingertips slowly rubbing the sides of your plush.
“Feels very good, Ani.” You reach out to caress his clothed arms, encouraging to touch you further. “It’s all for you.”
“That’s right.” His stare comes back down to your chest. “It’s all mine, sweet girl. Your whole body belongs to me. Your perfect body.”
He flicks his thumb over your hardening nipple to emphasize his words, earning a subtle squirm from you.
“There we go, that’s lovely too, mmm?” He coos in a more seductive voice, enjoying the way your core brushes against his with each little tremble you make. He leans to gently peck your cheek. “I know that pretty pussy is fluttering right now. Tell me it is.”
“It is…” You nod shyly, lowering your eyes to avoid his lustful gaze.
“C’mere,” He glides his hands around your hips, sneaking them under the waistband of your skirt to cup your upper glutes. “Don’t be shy now; rub it against me.” He guides you back and forth, slow motion making your covered clit brush against him.
You control that steady rhythm, fighting the urge to hump against him faster.
“That’s a good girl, keep going, slowly.” He kisses your pulse point, feeling your hastening heartbeat.
When he’s sure you’re doing well enough on your own, his hands come back to your front, groping your breasts with more determination now. Slowly rolling your nipples between his thumb and index fingers, he watches you carefully to make sure you’re staying in line and not wriggling too much for his liking.
Anakin seems to be stuck in a trance, his hands busy kneading your soft tits, squeezing them with a little bit more force each time before easing it up again. You manage to pull out a silent moan out of him, not being entirely sure if it was because of your humping or because he just enjoyed toying with your breasts that much.
You knew he was rock hard under you; it was practically impossible not to feel it, especially when your panties were drenched. Seeing him be focused entirely on your chest, you decide to speed up the movement a bit.
"Slowly." He pinches your nipples, tugging on the tender skin slightly to make sure you listen. "Be good. This is not for you, it’s for me. Be grateful you get to sit on my cock at all.” He reminds you before resuming massaging your flesh.
He was right; it was for him. It would rarely ever lead to anything else than getting your nipples absolutely ravaged numb and your delicate tissue covered in bitemarks. He loved doing that. He loved your softness, the welcoming warmth that, in his opinion, fit perfectly in his palms.
“There we go. My sweet, soft angel.” He praises you again; your little disobedience already forgotten. How could he be mad when you feel so good in his hands?
“A-Ani…” A tiny whimper escapes your lips, friction becoming just a tiny bit too much, sending a little aching waves.
“Shhhh, it’s okay.” He gently cups the bottom of your painful breast, raising it slightly.
Starting from your collarbone, he trails a line of soft kisses, sucking onto a few spots around your areola before laying a tender kiss on your nipple. Seeing your trembling cease, he licks all the way across it.
“Delicious.” He groans, his other hand teases your still-dry nipple, making sure to match the affection to the one that’s got the attention of his lips.
Your grinding gets irregular when his lips wrap around the very point of your breast, swirling his tongue around, covering you with his spit. When your skin becomes slippery enough, he sucks it in, slurping and digging his tongue right in the center, making you squirm just right on his dick.
Releasing your glazed peak, he quickly attaches his mouth to the other side, allowing the first to rest in his palm. He sucked on it vigorously, letting out an occasional gasp for air before latching onto you again. His hands are oblivious to your amplifying whimpers, he grabs onto your tits harder, pinching and twisting without remorse for your sore erogenous zones.
Anakin’s eyes were almost closed as he slurped around your sensitive spots, drool dripping down his chin and across your body. He was mesmerized by the taste of your skin, by the feeling and smell of it; if you were a dish, he would devour you completely. You were, however, too precious to be eaten, so he would satisfy his urges by biting into your supple flesh, barely stopping himself from breaking it.
“You’re crying,” He stops himself, parting his lips from your skin. “My love, why are you crying?” Voice laced with worry, he strokes your soaked tits, easing your sensitivity.
“I c-can’t—” You wipe the tears that you didn’t even notice yourself. “Feels too good…”
“Sweet girl…” He coos, cupping your cheek gently. “You’re so needy, aren’t you? Pussy too wet?”
You move your head a yes, looking into his eyes with the mercy-asking stare that always makes his heart flutter.
Anakin reaches down to free himself from his pants, pulling out his painfully throbbing length, tip red from the friction, and oozing precum, asking to be licked clean. But that’s not what he’d request; he was going to use it to end your suffering.
“Hips up, love.” He pats your butt, making you obey in an instant. “There we go.”
He lines himself at your entrance, pulling your panties aside. You don’t need to be told to lower yourself down; you need to have him inside too desperately to not instantly sink all the way to the brim. Anakin chuckles at your eagerness, but the laugh is quickly cut off by a soft moan escaping his lips from the pleasure of your spongy walls wrapping around entirely.
“My perfect girl.” He adjusts his hips so you can sit there comfortably, ridding him to your own wishes while he's back to tormenting your tits. “Now you can take more, yeah? Just ride the pain away, be good, and let me enjoy your sweet body.’’
Licking his lips, Anakin starts sucking on your nipple again, tugging it with his teeth until it snaps back to you, pressing his tongue flat across your breast and spreading more saliva. The sensation of his lips on your fragile buds and girthy cock pulsing deeply inside your pussy was too pleasant not to begin slowly bouncing up and down, the feeling of his tip brushing against your sweet spot instantly drowning out all the soreness. When the first loud moans of pleasure start leaving your lips, he’s greatly pleased.
“Just like that. Cum all over it, and I’ll suck your clit next.”
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Thinking about disabled AK!Jason tonite with a disabled s/o
Let's be fr this man could/should be an ambulatory wheelchair user but he won't because he doesn't know that's a thing and wouldn't think he deserved it. If you're an ambulatory wheelchair user maybe one day you manage to lovingly bully him into just TRYING it and it is life changing
He uses his ambulatory energy to do Red Hood shit nbd
if he doesn't use a wheelchair he's got at least 2 braces--shoulder and knee
Baby has chronic pain, arthritis, chronic migraines from being beaten
Missing some teeth too
take this boy to your neuro or your ortho!!!! he is totally unaware he does not need to live like this. better living through chemistry
let's get him some therapy too
you WILL have to go to his drs appointments with him. mans WILL freak the fuck out for ANY medical procedure, has very serious medical abuse trauma. if he can see how your drs help you he is much more likely to go if he can see that you are benefiting from your providers and that they haven't harmed you
if you're scared of drs he will FULLY stand behind you. probably not that healthy tbh but he gets it
having a special Migraine Protocol for each of you (it's basically just a snack and a drink, blue light filter glasses, a sleep mask with headphones for that special Migraine Playlist)
make your own pain scales and talk through frequency of pain bc when you have constant or near constant pain it fucks up your ability to quantify it so making your own pain scale is helpful (he probably uses shakespeare plays or authors. like a 5 for jason is twilight, because you can see some problems but it's fun and fluffy but when you start looking closer OH NO SO MANY PROBLEMS)
pain meters on a wall near the kitchen so you can know what you're working with
CBD patches
the AK suit is basically a giant brace/mobility aid so you help him figure out how to adapt it for his red hood persona, how to make it lighter and allow for greater ROM
will remind you to do physical therapy
resistance bands ALL OVER THE HOUSE
learning bodywork techniques
AT LEAST once a week using a special oil or lotion to work into some of his bigger scars to make the tissue more mobile
giving him a back/neck/scalp/face massage
after a while obvi that's a lot of trust he's putting in you
NOT deep tissue. don't hurt him more. you can have effective therapeutic massage without hurting a person
trager work involves basically shaking a limb and letting the weight of the muscle do all the work but it feels weird the first time and he'd just start laughing at you
specially if you do his glutes
but it feels really nice so he stops laughing and it does help his lower body pain
putting magnesium lotion on each other's neck and shoulders
start to ask each other "are you angry or in pain?"
hand massages
teaching him to stop pushing through the pain
one of his knees is basically bone on bone so you always know when the weather is changing
if u both have bad knees u just don't even when the weather is changing. take some pain meds, use your topical pain reliever of choice, prop those joints up and snuggle in bed. watch a youtube series or he can read to you
heated blankets as heating pads supremacy
occasionally he'll be in pain and the kind of pain where you feel like you're going insane, so as a distraction he will go online and buy a bunch of weird pain-relieving gadgets and you'll spend a week trying them out
(sometimes his pain fog shopping spree is blind boxes, or nail polish, or statement shirts)
all of his siblings know to come to your place if they get beat tf up because your medicine cabinet is UNreal
you're about to give cass or steph a Controlled Substance Pain Reliever and you pause "this is technically drug dealing, isn't it? dOn'T teLL rEd hOOD" jason is literally patching them up right next to you
soft blankets
reminding each other it's ok to take it slow
he's constantly tearing into the other rogues for not having ADA accessible lairs (except Ivy who successfully argued that the plants make it ADA accessible which will do. FOR NOW.)
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thebearer · 7 months
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The thought of this routine you have with Carmy. It’s not every nite but it def takes place on the nights that are rough at the restaurant. He comes home and you can see on his face, or Syd texts you a heads up so you have everything ready, but like you have aromatherapy essential oil diffuser going with those Himalayan salt lamps and he will just flow on his back and you’ll massage his head, or he flips on his stomach and you climb on his butt and massage all those pesky knots out of his shoulders…
He is just blissed out!
god if you give carmen a massage, be ready for him to be rock fuckin hard. like either cums on himself or is very close from it. it’s intimate and sweet and a little sexy even if you don’t mean it to be, and carmen’s going to appreciate it but at the same time…
you’re straddling the top of his thighs gently, working down his tail bone, over his glutes- he hold so much tension there- and you feel him tense.
“does it hurt?” you ask, pulling up on pressure.
“n-no.” carmen’s breath stutters, eyes pinching closed. “fuck, no, no. it… I don’t know what you’re hitting but feels so fuckin good.”
so you keep massaging it, until carmen’s grunts turn into pants that turn into whimpers. you’re confused, pulling back.
“are you…?” and judging by the flush on carmen’s body he is. “seriously? I’m tryna do something nice for you, bear!”
“it’s very nice.” carmen shudders. “so nice. so fuckin’ good, baby. just don’t… don’t stop. ‘m so close.”
needless to say, he’s very relaxed after you massage him. even if it wasn’t your intention for it to go that way.
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himbofan4444 · 5 months
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Your work is absolutely amazing!! I was wondering, is there anyway you could tf a nerdy skinny twink into a bubble-butted, airhead himbo, but like literally airheaded? Where like the twink gets filled with air, pumping up his pecs and butt and making him get stupider each time? And then the smarts get farted out of his amazing new bubble butt?
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Jakob is a grade-A nerd: skinny, introverted, glasses. You know what I mean. He’s rather unpopular at school, only having a few close friends. His best friend, Ronnie and him have been friends for as long as they can remember.
One day after work, Ronnie comes over to Jakob’s house with a bag of snacks for their movie night. They plop down on his couch and put on The Princess Bride. Jakob pulls out a brown paper bag from the grocery pile.
“Uh… What’s this, Ronnie?” Jakob asks.
“Hm. I don’t know. What’s inside?”
Jakob opens the bag to find a large clump of pink cotton candy.
“Oh, it’s just cotton candy,” he says with a laugh. He picks up a chunk and eats it, the cotton candy immediately dissolving in his mouth. “Oh wow. That’s really good. You want some?”
“You know I don’t like sweet stuff,” Ronnie says as he fills his mouth with pretzels.
“Suit yourself.” Jakob continues eating the cotton candy. A strange tickling sensation overcoming his brain, an itch he can’t scratch. His body similarly itches internally, his pecs and glutes developing without his knowledge. Colorful tattoos appear on his skin underneath his baggy hoodie.
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He excuses himself and goes to the bathroom, desperately needing to relieve the itching all over his body.
He steps foot in the bathroom and immediately removes his hoodie. He stares in disbelief at his newly developed, plush muscles. His gawking session is quickly becoming an aggressive scratching at his hair. The tingling in his brain gets so bad it becomes his sole thought. He closes his eyes and massages his skull, the aggravating itching becoming a pleasurable tingle. He lets out quiet moans as he rubs his head, feeling so empty, so thoughtless.
His muscles swell to be more full, more plush. He feels a bloating in his stomach until a large fart comes out. It smells rich and sweet just like the cotton candy. The cloudy feeling in his mind only intensifies. He opens his eyes to see pink. Just pink. Everywhere he looks is pink, as if there’s a pink filter over his eyes. I fart more and more, each one filling my mind more and filling up my muscles with the cotton candy that triggered my transformation.
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