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es-draws · 4 months
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“I’m hungry.”
There’s gentle tease upon her lips, a girlish pout, a timid pining for attention.
I find her sitting elegantly amongst the heat and steam, a plush towel wrapped lazily about her. Drops fall from her shimmering hair to dot the bare skin at her shoulders and chest. She looks up at me as I enter, an eager smile forming upon her cheeks.
How can something so simple be so attractive? What this girl does to me…
“Can I get you a snack?” I say. “I can make you dumplings.”
“Dumplings sound amazing,” she coos.
“I thought you might like that.”
She runs her hands down her legs, already glistening with oil and lotion. As she does, the towel falls languidly aside, revealing the full length of her alluring form. She catches my eye and giggles.
“In fact, I think we’d both like that.”
She pulls herself erect, the towel cascading to either side of her full breasts, displaying her shapely figure in all its glory.
“I get to eat, and you get the pleasure of feeding me.”
Fuck.
“I would like that, princess,” I say.
Her smile gives way and she lets out a sultry moan. She looks up at me as I run my fingers over the smooth skin of her shoulders, her eyes almost pleading.
“You’ve been such a good girl to eat so well for me.”
Another moan.
I lean in to kiss her. Her full lips meet mine, and I feel her breath catch as my fingertips trace their way down her bare chest. As they reach the crest of her softened middle, I pull away to lock my eyes on hers. 
Let her see the full extent of my desire. Know the true breadth of my lust for her, the hunger she has awakened in me.
“I’ve trained you so well, haven’t I princess?”
As I say the words, my hands reach the soft crest of her belly, just beneath her navel. The newly-formed pudge spills into my hand, and I give it a gentle squeeze.
I hear her moan, this time high and pleading.
Fuck.
When did she get so soft? I don’t remember her being so big. Can I really feel this stomach spilling onto those thighs? Can I really squeeze a full handful of this fattened middle? Did she really give in so very quickly?
As I kiss her, I feel her gently bite on my lower lip. It’s long and slow, full of her own yearning and desire.
And I know she has truly given in.
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facelessoldgargoyle · 3 months
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Six word horror story
Tesla bumper sticker: baby on board
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plushipaws · 6 months
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sleepyminty · 7 months
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Eversince i bought my binah plush doll, my two cousins ( who had zero knowledge of any PM games) had developed fear around her, since i placed her near the bedroom door they always said that they started having nightmare of this doll and honestly
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Good for you binah, you’re still a manace even you turn into a harmless plushie
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dunmeshiminimumwage · 1 month
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Me when I've been working in a hot cramped kitchen area in 90 degree heat.
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novuit · 13 days
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Cooking up a new comic :p
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bratprincedyke · 8 months
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You tell me to prepare myself and I know exactly what to do, I put on a skintight latex glove, I offer my hand to you and you take it, I wait for your command, well trained or so I think, without meaning too I’m still resisting, holding my hand stiff holding out two fingers inches from your cunt i’m so eager to please and you whisper far too sweetly against my cheek for someone who has me entirely, “be a good fucktoy and relax, hold still.”
I relax my hand instantly, you grab my wrist and start to use it, use me, fucktoy isn’t an understatement, my hand is limp inside you a tool for you to use and I’m drooling so desperate to move it to curl those two fingers, maybe add another, but your gaze tells me I shouldn’t
Watching your pleasure should be enough
Being used for your pleasure should be enough
But I want you so badly
I want to make you mine in the only way I know how
What is with your obsession with denying me? Making me wait? Taming me?
I fall beneath the surface and curl my fingers
You pull them out, slap my face, it stings and the words drag me back to the surface
“You’re not fucking me. I’m fucking me. You’re JUST my toy.”
You go back to fucking yourself with my fingers. I grit my teeth and do my best to hold them still inside you until you’re done with me
And when you’re done with me
I gag on my own latex fingers in my mouth, drooling down my own chin somehow I’ve forgotten I can move them, maybe I’ve forgotten they’re a part of my body entirely I’ve forgotten I have free will and you’re laughing
“You know you can move them now.”
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definetley-not-a-sith · 10 months
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thinking about the time my mom downloaded tumblr and immediately left bc she went in and saw gay lotr porn 😭
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onlyhams · 18 hours
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me upon accidentally grazing a piece of furniture with my keys, surely marring the delicate surface: the rot comes for us all…
me upon looking more closely and realizing it still looks pristine: but not yet
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dindjarindiaries · 7 months
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I think that Ahsoka should end with Ezra and Thrawn both back in the correct galaxy, and the good guys needing to track Thrawn down cause they beat him but he escaped. Camera pans to Carson Teva, who says "I think I know someone who can help" *cue Mandalorian theme*
And then the camera pans to me passing out
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carrickbender · 7 months
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https://www.instagram.com/reel/CxX-Vkdus7_/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Watch this, with the SOUND ON, then remember the words of Sinclair Lewis 80+ years ago:
"Why, there’s no country in the world that can get more hysterical—yes, or more obsequious!—than America. Look how Huey Long became absolute monarch over Louisiana, and how the Right Honorable Mr. Senator Berzelius Windrip owns his State. Listen to Bishop Prang and Father Coughlin on the radio—divine oracles, to millions. Remember how casually most Americans have accepted Tammany grafting and Chicago gangs and the crookedness of so many of President Harding’s appointees? Could Hitler’s bunch, or Windrip’s, be worse? Remember the Kuklux Klan? Remember our war hysteria, when we called sauerkraut ‘Liberty cabbage’ and somebody actually proposed calling German measles ‘Liberty measles’? And wartime censorship of honest papers? Bad as Russia! Remember our kissing the—well, the feet of Billy Sunday, the million-dollar evangelist, and of Aimée McPherson, who swam from the Pacific Ocean clear into the Arizona desert and got away with it? Remember Voliva and Mother Eddy?. . .Remember our Red scares and our Catholic scares, when all well-informed people knew that the O.G.P.U. were hiding out in Oskaloosa, and the Republicans campaigning against Al Smith told the Carolina mountaineers that if Al won the Pope would illegitimatize their children? Remember Tom Heflin and Tom Dixon? Remember when the hick legislators in certain states, in obedience to William Jennings Bryan, who learned his biology from his pious old grandma, set up shop as scientific experts and made the whole world laugh itself sick by forbidding the teaching of evolution?. . .Remember the Kentucky night-riders? Remember how trainloads of people have gone to enjoy lynchings? Not happen here? Prohibition—shooting down people just because they might be transporting liquor—no, that couldn’t happen in America! Why, where in all history has there ever been a people so ripe for a dictatorship as ours! We’re ready to start on a Children’s Crusade—only of adults—right now!"
It's here. And if we don't stamp it out now, the future holds much much worse.
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transrevolutions · 26 days
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did I ever tell you guys about the period of time during like 10th-11th grade high school english where I got deeply attached to brutus from shakespeare's julius caesar bc I think y'all would be entertained. dammit I should've mentioned this on the actual ides of march huh
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ashes2caches · 9 months
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robiland · 5 months
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*On a first date* Hey uh, I um, uh, one second please *I run to the bathroom and open up my purse* Oh Tiny Rick Astley, I think I messed up my first date, what should I say to fix this?
Tiny Rick Astley resting on a bed made of napkins in my purse: I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling, just wanna make you understand
*I smile* Yeah, you always know just what to say Tiny Rick Astley!
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hellfire--cult · 2 months
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Ghost and I: We're gonna have a writing date!
*distractions, cackling at everything we talk about, not writing a single word*
youtube
WAAAAAAA
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cyberphuck · 6 months
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