spider girl wrapping you up in her web, delicately and with clinical precision. round and round, she know how to make living things into food. tighter & tighter, shes gentle yet firm; unyielding, works its way in, you essentially become an object, you lose all semblance of agency since youre almost entirely unable to move, but before you become food, you have one last thing you can do. you can be a toy. squirm for a little bit, spiders are aroused and even excited when their web tingles, though soon your battery will run out ): oopsies,
They should make a muzzle with an o-ring built into the very end so I can still push my dick right up against their lips, hearing them whine and beg as the lick and kiss and suckle on my tip and try desperately to get more of me in their mouth despite the impossibility of it.
Brat subs my lust for you is skyrocketing yet again. Please let me be the prissy and overly obedient pet you can't help but find pretentious, spineless, willfully oblivious and artificially sweet as american pop. Back me into a corner to make me lash out, you've seen the looks I've given you, you know I want to. Fight me on our owners or holding places floor. Scratch and bite me until they have to pull us apart, where upon you watch me play victim yet again, of course. "They bit me, they threatened me, they're dangerous, I'm telling you," I whine into their chest. I'm bloody around my mouth but the sad saucer eyes I can pull does the trick. I flash my teeth at you on the way back, hoping I can cry my way into having them punish you, hoping you won't get to talk to them first. See you again soon, my dear, dumb brat.
Hey you should be imagining the breathy, hungry moan a pretty girl makes as she slides into you. The way her grip on your hips changes, fingers pressing in so much tighter, bruising, marking you with her desperation and ownership of your body.
The shift in her voice to sounding absolutely drunk on you as she bullies and degrades you, calls you a stupid little thing, so fucking easy to use- it knows it’s place.
Think about her talking you through it as she forces you to cum around her. Hole clenching, legs shaking, hands grabbing for any purchase, pleading her to please slow down, please just gentle for a moment. She laughs, genuine cruel delight in your discomfort. She picks up her pace as you thrash and wail through your overstimulation. You’re not free until she’s done with you.
sorry to literally everyone i know but if you try to do scary body-horror lore stuff in your stories it's like 50/50 you land on making me normal and i just have to try and keep that at bay
All these billionaires who invested in the metaverce and Neuralink must be questioning their life choices looking at what what furries are doing in VR chat.
Uncorrupt me. Holding hands is so sexy I might pass out. A kiss on the cheek makes me drip. Showing or seeing skin makes me squirm. Compliments are foreplay. Snuggles and pets make me cum helplessly, embarrassingly.
Make me innocent and tease me endlessly.
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