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#i might have a breeding kink
cunnygami · 9 months
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I!!!!! NEED!!!!! BAROU’S DICK DOWN MY THROAT!!!!!
Gonna write smth about that
Now that I think abt it…breeding with Barou….yeah….
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kantush · 7 months
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Hi!! I’m OBSESSED with ur art <33
If it isn’t gonna be a prob 2 you I was wondering if you could do more if Miguel from atsv I know you did the last one like 25 days ago but still I luv it <33
If it’s too much to ask that’s fine but please.. I’m on my hands and knees PLEASE we need more miguellllllllllll
AGH..
Lmao it's been long since I've answered one of these but here ya go
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(My iPad fucked up so I'm here going back to the basic phone and finger technique and ngl I can't believe I've been sleeping on Sketchbook all this time.)
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feral-and-or-horny · 2 years
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I need more of your breeding trials content xD
It just makes me so wet reading it. Thanks for sharing it ^^
Hope this wasn't too out of the blue or rude !
Oh I'm happy to!!! Tbh I've been looking for an excuse to continue them.
Not every trial takes place in that tank. At one point, Im escorted down a hall and given a bath. Im still too exhausted to wash myself, so attendants gently wipe away various creatures cum and help me relax and eat. Im not given anything to cover myself, because what would be the point? And instead I'm left completely naked and led into what appears to be a large lush terrarium with some sort of thick trunked tree in the middle. I think perhaps this is to help me rest, surrounded my such beautiful plants and so comfortably warm under the heat lamps. Something to help ground me after the toll taken on my body perhaps. I'm given no instruction, except to explore this new area and promised that nothing inside is dangerous to touch. So I walk, tracing my fingers over the thick rubbery leaves, studying the massive flower buds that are bigger than me and must make for the most incredible flowers. The ground is soft, sinking under my steps and cradling my legs anytime I kneel to look at something closer. It feels like the whole place is begging me to lie down and rest.
I search the entire tank, which isn't small but ot still only takes a few minutes to see everything, and feel somewhat disappointed that none of those large buds have bloomed for me to see. I study one of them a little closer, touching the sturdy petals and trying to sniff for any sort of fragrance. There is one, something heavy and sweet, with a touch of something like sweat, and when i lean close to the buds, I see the scientists outside the glass begin writing in their notes.
Something creaks behind me, and I turn to see a new bud emerging from one of the thick vines that hangs off the tree. I walk to it as it opens, and I'm greeted with that overwhelmingly sweet smell, and I have to lean closer to inspect this strange new plant. I dont even notice the other vines descending around me, the ones leaking anhoney colored sap and pulsing softly. The flower shudders, and I recoil as pollen floods my senses. My clit begins throbbing immediately and I feel overwhelmingly dizzy, I find myself tanging in the vines, which are already smearing hot sap across my body as they writhe and try to find where they can force their way into my body. I manage to start to get away, or at least I think I do, before one of the vines suddenly forces itself into my pussy. I keep trying to drag myself away, but the bulb on its tip pushes into my womb, and I feel it open inside of me, rendering me unable to pull away as hot sap gushes into my womb.
The pollen is taking a real toll now, making me lose any interest in fighting. The more sap I feel pumping into me, the less I care about getting away. The vines caress my body, and i let out a moan as one pushes deep into my ass and pours out more sap. I let them drag me back, my cheek sliding on the soft ground, lifting my back half and pulling me into something I can't see. One more vine presses past my lips, squirming its way into my throat, pulsing gently and making me swallow that sweet intoxicating sap that makes my whole body burn and ache to cum.
I realize I'm being pulled into that massive flower I watched bloom, and that thin vines wriggle all along its petals, carressing and fucking me any way they can. I watch the scientists as the flower closes around me, plunging me now into a fragrant darkness, and the thin vines grope me, binding my wrists above my head, curling around my throat, pulling my hair, rubbing my clit, squirming inside me alongside the thicker sap filled vines. I cum easily enough, moaning weakly and nearly choking on sap. I think that will be it, but instead, more vines push their way into my pussy, one of them latches around my clit and begins pinching and massaging it. The more i struggle, the harder they fuck me, milking orgasm after orgasm, apparently emboldened everytime they make me cum. The sap changes, turning almost salty, tasting more and more like human cum, and its effect grows stronger until I cum from its influence alone. When I no longer need the vines to make me cum, the ones iny pussy withdraw, replaced by a star shaped smaller flower like appendage. It latches itself between my legs, sucking out my cum, a thin tendril burrying deep in my pussy to coax my cum onto what I can only describe as a mouth. The vines in my ass and mout continue filling me, pumping me with that cum like sap that makes it impossible for me to stop orgasming, even as my consciousness fades.
Hours later, I wake up to the vines finally slipping out of me. My belly bulges with sap, and a few vines curl around my midsection and squeeze me to send it pouring out of my holes. The flower opens, and i tumble forward into a thick puddle of the sap, along with a few other test subject who look just as exhausted as I am. I still cant move, and the residual sap still makes my pussy clench as I cum a few more times before I finally go limp on the ground, and a couple scientists carry me put of the tank to study my body im the aftermath of the plant's merciless use of my holes
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puppygirlgirldick · 2 months
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for the purposes of reading porn, i am now considering myself a trans girl who somehow has a cervix and a womb. if people can't be arsed to write smut without referencing wombs and cervixes and making specific note of somebody having both a vagina and an asshole or write shit like "all three holes" then i am just gonna get high enough to forget that i ain't got that kinda equipment.
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brainlessftm · 2 months
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Stuck my dildo to the headboard of my bed and got naked on all fours to suck it while rubbing my clit..... I'm wet
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cafecitoeddie · 11 months
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Like most things in Eddie's life it starts out as a non-issue that trips over itself and takes a spiralling freefall. He's seen Buck with kids. Babies. Hell; he's basically already raised/is raising one with him as it stands.
And yet.
The station lighting casts Buck in a soft, hazy, golden glow. Its a Q-word day, bordering on a D-word day. There's a baby cradled in his arm, half on his hip, rocked gently as Buck wander-dances around the loft space.
He's humming. Low, soft, happy. A tune that's half-familiar but out of reach. The world is already moving in slow motion for Eddie but then Hen says; look who was born to be Mama.
And.
It creates a monster. A slavering, starving beast that can't have Buck in its line of sight without thinking about babies on hips and swollen bellies and that euphoria of looking at someone and knowing a piece of you was inside them.
It opens its drooling maw when they're fucking. When Buck is a searing divinity around him and Eddie's dying a little death and he can't help but press closer. Deeper. Stays as long as Buck will let him with a single-minded focus, like a wild animal.
Fill. Stay. Keep inside. Breed. Keep full.
Buck and Christopher break out the paints one weekend and some inevitably gets on Christopher's face and while Buck fusses to clean it, Christopher merely rolls his eyes and with all the vapid sarcasm only a blossoming teen can manage says; stop fussing, Mom.
And Eddie. Dios, God help him, Eddie has to drag Buck into the bedroom, folds him over the window ledge and presses a palm flat over his stomach and they've only got the time for Eddie to slide between his thighs, but if he closes his eyes he can imagine it so clearly.
The velveteen hold of his body, the thick flood of seed, the tiny little tautness under his navel indicating he's full and bred and swollen inside with Eddie. Eddie's baby. Their baby.
He feels like a caveman. Like those outdated religious men with their ever-pregnant housewives and their fourteen children, chortling about God's way and a woman's place, but no amount of Sunday services and appallingly open discussions with Frank rid him of this creature.
Winter comes and Buck gets that soft, downy layer of well-fed fat on him that he tends to get between November and January and Eddie's so enthralled its possibly becoming a health hazard. There's barely a moment Buck isn't full of him or dripping with him. Licked clean only to start over after Chimney pokes the slight swell aftermath of three plates of mac'n'cheese and says; so who's the baby daddy?
Like it'd be anyone but Eddie, Hen quips, and he lasts half an hour before he drags Buck into the bathroom. Neither really have it in them for another round proper but Buck's open and wet and soft and pliant and only moans when Eddie reaches behind him, plays with him, dips and trails his fingers through the mess he left behind like an artist. Presses it back in, over and over, imagining each touch will make it take.
Life gets in the way, then. Early summer rolls around and brings with it the idiots who can't balance alcohol and open flames and the eager husbands who didn't bother to read the instructions on their new garden playthings, and its borderline a month before they have both the time and energy to do more than collapse into bed like pensioners and dream of a world where home barbeques are outlawed.
Christopher is at a friend's house. The lube is newly restocked. They have two whole days. The beast is rising drowsily from its slumber, hungered.
Buck's in his lap the moment they wake, naked, soft, warm, lashes fluttering. Mm, you got something for me, Diaz? he murmurs, rolls his hips, vixen smirk and siren song. Been so long. All saved up, just for me.
Then he leans in, mouth curved, mid-day sunshine turning his eyes into cut crystals.
Bet it knocks me up on the first try, he hums, pauses, gives Eddie's brain enough time to recover from the hard reset it just underwent. Shrugs easily as he reaches over Eddie's head to pluck something off the pillow with a wicked smirk. Something deep pink and round and glass, flat one end and pointed on the other.
And if it doesn't, well. We've got all weekend to keep trying.
❤️
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theirwolfbicanthrope · 2 months
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also if anyone has urban fantasy, high fantasy, and/or monster romance book recs that really break down the gender binary I would be most appreciative!
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chansropebunny · 5 months
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Ive literally never had any desire to have kids but id let Jackson Wang get me pregnant
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emjiroki · 2 years
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Breeding kink and Mikey come in package deal. You can't have one with the other 😍🥺
Ugh a statement has never been truer! Manjiro Sano (honestly all the sano brothers) will breed you any day, any time, any where. Wants to, and will, bend you over any solid surface to fill you up 😍 God I want him in my ear moaning about putting a baby in me
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todomatsuno · 9 months
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It was so big Brainerd of like the secondary material to make Todomatsu's cardinal sin lust multiple times, and consistently
Like some of the other brothers switch, but Totty's is always lust and I think that's interesting bc it cements to me his representation of love & romantic unions but also lol
My guy canonically has a big libido, and I just think it's really funny that choromatsu got walked in on ONCE, in his own home, when nobody was there, and it just unfortunately became not only what he is known for, but also his brothers making fun of him for it forever bc its so fucking funny and they're brothers so ofc show no blood, show no weakness
Totty is mentioned in multiple sources to always be wacking it, talks about the shit he wacks off too (I have like 20 images of Totty's canonical porn collection, everyone else has maybe 2-3 examples), is represented by love, lust, marriage and fertility in multiple regards and he just saw choromatsu getting beaten down by it and went
"Let me jump in" I forgot where I was going with this so lol but yeah I think he's so funny
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Its be such a waste of a fertile needy kitty to not knock you up woof 💕
Meowmeowmeowmeowmeow!!!
You're soooooo right it'd be such a waste you'd better dig your claws into me and fuck a litter into me then!! You wouldn't want to waste a kitty like me after all, would you?
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crunchyspicysalmon · 10 months
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midsommur · 2 years
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loved ur padawan fic so much with ani i just love how you write him you always understand his characterization!!!
stop the response to this fic was like actually rly nice. Do u guys maybe want…….a sequel…….
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