You know what I want ? I want someone to sit on my lap with their bladder full, squirming and whining and telling me they can't keep it in, really, they're going to burst. They take deep breathe, try to squeeze their legs shut, bounce and try to talk just to distract themselves.
And I shush them, I tell them it's okay, tell them how good they're doing... and I massage their bladder, I play with what I find under their skirt, until finally, finally they can't hold on anymore.
I can already imagine the warmth spreading over both of us, the sounds, the smell. The moaning in my hear, their entire body relaxing, the irresistible urge to hump each other...
sorry i clung to you like a frightened child when you shoved your tongue down my throat it’s just that it made my tummy feel funny and uhmmmn i need to hump ur leg
Making your little piss the bed just so you can show them that at least one of their dads is gonna treat their mistakes with patience and understanding
Sometimes a fuckboy... is a girl...
It/she/he, no minors
I just want a doggy plaything,,, is that too much to ask for?? I just want a good puppy sitting at my feet patiently waiting for some attention. I want a pet that'll let me push them around when I need to blow off steam. We can have belly rub sessions that turn into rough groping and biting because I can't control myself
you walk into an androidgirls room and she's all skittish and disheveled and the whole place smells like power steering fluid
sometimes you call a girl your daughter and something changes in her face and you realise she’s never had someone call her that before. and you start fucking her more gently and kissing her more tenderly and touching her all over and whispering that daddy loves his little girl. and when she cums she tells you you’re the best dad a girl could ask for. afterwards you hold her tight, enveloping her in your big strong arms, letting her feel like a little girl for as long as she needs
Imagining getting pregnant while in a polycule. Maybe there’s three or four of us, but I’m the only one willing or that can conceive. We all want children, have decided how we’d raise them, and they decide it’s time to knock me up and make us the parents we’ve always wanted to be. I’m off T for a few months, off birth control, ovulating.
We all get together the one night, and have me lay down on the bed in one of their laps, kissing between their legs, maybe I can hear them chuckle a bit from above me as they guide me further between, lapping at them. Then one of the other members goes between my legs, cock thrusting in, telling me how well I’m taking it, that I’m gonna be such a good little papa for our little one. The one I’m laying on soothes me, repeats what a good hole I am, how pretty I’ll look as their pregnant man. And the fourth waits their turn, smoothing their hands over my belly, telling me they can feel how deep it’s going, stroking in tandem with the thrusts.
When the first lets it out inside of me, their seed, filling me to the brim, the next comes over and does the same, with quicker thrusts, less languid and loving than the first out of sheer desperation, the need to inseminate me. The pure desire to watch me swell up with a child.
And when I finally get that positive test, I’m doted on, loved, hands on my belly, kisses down my neck. Prince treatment for their good, pregnant boy. Discussions about whose sperm actually made me swell like this, until we go for that pivotal ultrasound, the first checkup. We find out it’s twins, fraternal. There’s a chance they’ve both done it. We hope for it.
Of course, with two in there, I get heavy quickly. Looking ready to pop by midway through, what would usually be a cute, barely cumbersome bump is stretched and heavy, making me huff and waddle around as all three of my partners continue to dote, to kiss, to help me with those needs I can no longer reach between my legs. They’d tease me when they see how much my tdick twitches when they remind me I was so good for them, to the point I gave us two. And they’ll have all four of us to care for them in the way they deserve, as a unit, our own little village. I’d be able to cum with a warm swell in my chest, feeling loved, cared for, that heavy weight in my belly in the way I feel I need.
The prince treatment for their perfect breeder.
Im having fun thinking of finishing myself off in front of a sub. They can do nothing but helplessly watch in their soaked pampers as I cum in front of them. Inevitably they'll look up at me with that stupid blushing horny expression expecting me to include them. That's when I'll slap them across the face with my hand still covered in cum. The closest they'll be getting to tasting and feeling it for a long time.
scruffy puppygirl who you liked the vibe of so you invited her to hang with you then at the end of the day she didn’t have anywhere to go so she just kinda followed you home
she never picked out a name she liked and she hates her old name but her collar just reads “STRAY” so you can call her that if you want. she’s never had an owner before so she doesn’t really know how this works
she’s kinda hungry. no it’s fine, she’s not picky, she’ll eat whatever you want to have. yeah, she does like pizza, actually, thank you!
she feels bad for taking up space in your house, she knows it’s kinda small and you don’t have a spare bedroom but the couch is ok and- your bed?? really? are you sure? she doesn’t want to be a bother but if you insist
your bed is so comfortable, and your hands- no no keep petting her! if you don’t mind of course. it’s kinda nice… would it be ok if she kissed you? maybe just a lil cheek kiss? you’ve been so nice to her…
Rabbit30s. It/its. TME. Plural. Awakened doll. Post-submissive prey animal.18+ only
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