Kinkmas: Day Three

Kinkmas: Day Three

The Yeti

You’ve always hated camping. Actually, hating it is an understatement. You loathe it. Whoever invented camping can go get fucked, disrespectfully. However, when the rest of your Sorority Sisters beg you to go with them because they want to do “bonding” over Winter Break, you don’t feel like you have much of a choice. With a groan and constant complaining, you reluctantly go with them.

You all have your own tent, which you comment on how that really makes no sense if this is supposed to be a bonding thing, but they tell you even for bonding you need privacy. You’re annoyed, mad, cold, and now kind of scared as the night is coming and they put out the fire because no one is going to stay up with it. You want to offer to, but you’re also too scared to be out of the tent by yourself.

You have a fitful sleep, so when you hear a twig break outside, of course it wakes you up. Your mouth feels dry, and you’re shaking in your sleeping bag. Part of you wants to call out to see if it’s one of your Sisters, but you’re scared of the possibility that it’s not. So, you stay huddled in your sleeping bag, staring at the front of your tent, trying to make out any shape.

You feel relieved when you see that it does look like a humanoid figure. However, that doesn’t last long when you realize how large it is. Your mouth goes dry again, and tears prick your eyes. You purposefully picked the most secluded place. No one else should be out this far.

The figure makes its way to you, and before you could cry out, your tent is ripped open. Before you stands a giant creature with long, white hair, and a soft blue tint to its dark skin. You swallow hard when you see a large cock hanging between its-his- legs, and quiver when you notice it hardening as it regards you.

The creature grabs you, tossing you over his shoulder and covering your mouth with one of his large hands. In a matter of moments, you’re far from the campsite, and approaching a cave. You start squirming, trying to escape the grasp of this thing, but to no avail. You get thrown down on a bed-like nest, your sleeping bag ripped off of your body as the creature shoved a finger down your throat.

You gag and drool around it as you try to push it away, but it’s no use. The creature rips off your clothing the same way he did your sleeping bag, and before you realize it, he shoves another of his large fingers inside of you.

You whine and squirm, trying to escape it. It’s bigger than anything you’ve ever taken, and him moving it impossibly slow is still painful. The finger in your mouth pushes deeper, making you audibly gag. That’s when the creature seems to take a bit of care with you. He takes his finger away from your mouth, letting you take deep, greedily breathes.

“Please,” you pant, trying to push his hand away from you. “Stop.”

Of course, he does no such thing. Instead he pushes you down, his fat tongue licking down your neck before he begins to lick and suck on your nipples. Unable to help yourself or stop it, you whine in pleasure. The creature, which you finally recognize as a Yeti from stories, seems to take this as encouragement. The finger inside of you quickens it’s pace as he licks and sucks on your nipples, using his other hand to hold you against him. Your slick finally makes it easier for him to move deeper inside of you.

You let out a chorus of repressed and reluctant moans as he moves inside of you and pleasures you. As much as you hate to admit it, it feels amazing. He starts making his way down your body again, and his large mouth is sucking on your clit. You yelp, bucking your hips against him.

Fuck. Oh fuck.

You groan and whine, panting again as you approach your orgasm. However, just as he’s about to put you over the edge, he stops. You’re about to move to finish it yourself when he buries his massive cock inside of you. A cry bubbles up from your throat as he stretches you impossibly wide, his cock bullying directly into your cervix. You can feel his precum leaking into you as if coating your womb for his cum. You start begging him to stop. It’s too much, but he either doesn’t understand you or doesn’t care.

He repeatedly bullies his cock into your cervix, ramming into you enough to show an imprint of his cock in your stomach. He flips you over, shoving your face into the nest and making him feel so large you feel like you’re going to be split in half. You’re still on the edge of your orgasm, despite all this, so when he starts playing with and teasing your clit, you cum almost instantly. You tighten around his cock, drawing it somehow deeper into you. You grunt and whine as you spasm around him, gripping the nest under you.

In only a matter of moments, he cums deep inside of you, pumping you full of thick ropes of cum. Enough that it spills out of you, but he doesn’t stop. He moans and growls, cramming his cock as far as he can inside of you. All you can do is lay there and take it, and hope that after this, he takes you back to camp.

my beautiful girlcreep miraculous oc. here to be a bitch and only a little bit unhelpful. also drew her with the cat miraculous bevause i Needed It

So Ohio has an Urban Legend called the Loveland frog and it's a giant frog that hangs around the swamps...say a reader got too curious and wanted to learn about it...for science

Ohh yes. I am very familiar with the Loveland Frog. I've never written about anything amphibian like this before so I hope you enjoy this! I did have to do some research though so that’s why this has taken awhile 🙏

You have always been an avid amateur cryptozoologist. It's not like you ever have thought that you would actually find anything, but you have fun, and for the most part it's a harmless hobby. You decide to head to Loveland, Ohio, in search of the supposedly pleasant Loveland Frogman, more affectionately called the “Loveland Frog”.

It’s dark when you creep to the little river he’s said to reside in. To you’re surprise, there’s no one else around. You read conflicting things on the frog, but it seems like the most common is that it’s a man sized frog with human intelligence, or a frog with a man’s body. Either way, it’s weirdly creepy, and almost a bit funny to you. You wander near the river, admiring the sounds of the night and the way the stars reflect off the water.

There’s the sound of splashing behind you, and at first, you pay it no mind. Jumping frogs, little fish, maybe even turtles. It isn’t until you feel something wet and… slimy? grab your arm that you turn around. Towering over you is the Loveland Frog. A hulking creature that you never expected to be real, much less be such an impressive specimen. All kinds of thoughts raced through your mind as you looked over it, it’s hand still curled around your forearm. Most prominent is “How does this thing mate?”

The creature slowly lets go of your arm, looking you over with matched curiosity. It brushes your hair out of your face, softly touching your skin and making croaking sounds at you that you’re unfamiliar with. They’re deep and powerful, vibrating in your chest with how close it is. Then, quite suddenly, it forces one of its slimy fingers inside of your mouth.

You wrinkle your nose at the taste and spit it out, but you’re already feeling the affects. While you can clearly see this thing is a frog, not a toad, the toxins that it must exude from its skin when it so pleases are flooding your brain. There’s a warmth and wetness between your legs that makes you let out an involuntary whimper when you adjust and your pants grind against your core. The creature seems pleased at the sound of your pleasure, causing it to reach out for you again.

You’re so unbalanced on your feet, with your body feeling both too light and too heavy at the same time, that you don’t even care as it leads you to an even more secluded part of the river. You’re back to wondering how something like this could mate. Is there only one? You’re swallowed by darkness as it takes you to a thicket.

The feeling of your clothes being stripped off of you and the cool wind that blows across the river hitting your bare skin makes you hum. The creature lays you down, spreading your legs to gaze at your dripping cunt. That makes you squirm, still present enough of mind to realize that this thing is trying to mate with you, however it does that. Instead of being disgusted though, you can’t help but being curious.

It’s long tongue slides across your clit, making you cry out in pleasure, your button pulsing and throbbing already. It pushes its tongue inside of you, your back arching and whimpering moans escaping your lips as it tongue fucks you to the brink. You’re so close to cumming that when it stops, you start cursing and whining.

That’s when the creature turns you on your back, shoving your face into the dirt. You do little, your body still feeling not like your own. It-he- pushes something thick and long inside of you. You grunt as you’re stretched out, trying to adjust to his size. Then, it starts slowly humping into you, and with each thrust, small objects are deposited into your womb. That’s when you start to squirm and cry out, begging for it to stop. Instead, he curls his hand over your face, forcing his fingers inside of your mouth again.

You’re so high that you slump completely against the ground, now enjoying the feeling of your womb being filled with heavy but squishy eggs. As the creature keeps fucking you into the dirt, you can’t help but clench and cum around his cock multiple times. So many times that you lose count. Finally, he pulls out. You think that it’s over so you let yourself relax, the high making your brain foggy.

However, after a moment, something even larger is stuffed into your used cunt. You moan loudly, grabbing at the grass underneath you. The first frogman walks in front of you, shoving his cock down your throat to feed you the toxin directly as the second creature fucks his cum deeply into you, coating your womb and fertilizing the heavy eggs inside of you.

Your eyes roll back into your head as the toxin makes you even more sensitive, causing you to cum each time the creature inside of you does. You can feel his slick dripping out of you, coating your thighs and the ground under you. Or maybe it’s your own. At this point, you’re not sure.

By sunrise, they both slink off back to the water, leaving you still high and foggy, covered in cum, with a stomach that already looks nine months pregnant.

Halloween Masterlist 2023

All stories are 18+ and contain dark content. Please look at the warnings before reading them!! I will add more detailed warnings when I post each story. All characters in these stories are of age. Minors don't interact!

Brother ++ Sukuna x Reader (female) + Yuuji x Reader Genre: Horror

When you start dating Yuuji, you don't know that your sweet sunshine boy has an evil twin who wants to have his brother's girl too.

Warnings: 18+, dark content, smut, consensual sex with Yuuji + noncon with Sukuna. Degradation, humiliation, forced orgasms, pussy spanking, squirting.

Mine ++ Megumi x Reader (female) Genre: Yandere

Megumi loves you. He loves you so much that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. But past experiences taught him that everyone always ends up leaving him. He cannot let this happen. He will make sure the two of you get your happy ever after!

Warnings: 18+, dark content, yandere Megumi, unhealthy relationship dynamics, smut, manipulation, gaslighting, baby trapping.

Death's Bride ++ Sukuna x Reader (female) Genre: Dark Romance

Death visits your village to reap the souls of the dying, and you end up making a deal with him. If he spares your sister's life, you will join him in his dark Kingdom and become the woman by his side.

Warnings: 18+, smut, mentions of death, gore + blood. Reader has to take her own life so she can join Sukuna in the afterlife.

More Baki hanma smut plzzzzz🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Of course babes!🩷

Baki x reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW , SMUT OKAY, this one’s gonna be a little intense, read at your own risk🩷🙏🏾it’s also kinda long as hell…👉🏾👈🏾sorryy 🫶🏾

Summary: you’ve been feeling a little bit neglected and deprived during Baki’s tournament. He’s been having to dedicate most of his time to preparing for each match and now Baki has to figure out how to handle his horny, bratty, unstable little girl. 😊 Enjoy🩷

Baki has become a bit of an addiction now, and he knows what hold he has over you. He’s not surprised when you deliberately ignore him in between other matches, opting to watch other men fight instead of spending time with him, pampering him with kisses and hugs, water and food like you normally do, he doesn’t know how to handle his feelings.

Initially, he figured you were just moody, considering that this was the first time you were behaving this way, giving you space to figure yourself out and to keep his head focused on the tournament. He had just finished a mini workout, when he decided to go for a drink of water to cool himself down. Where is y/n when I need her? He thought to himself, “Wait, where is she?”, he said out loud, abandoning his mission to drink water to find you, exiting his gym and walking down the hallway to look for you. He even went to the extent of searching through each of the contestant’s rooms, prepared to fight anyone who’d have a problem with it, but even then, he still couldn’t find you. He now grew anxious, and was maybe even a little pissed off. Why was he having to search high and low for you, you’re supposed to be by his side at all times. He could feel his body growing a little warmer the longer he thought about it. Lost in thought, he walked passed the bathrooms, stopping in his tracks when he saw the ladies sign. He thought he should stop and ask another lady to go in there and look for you, but there just weren’t any women around and he did not have the patience to wait, taking it upon himself to go inside.

It smelled really nice in here, unlike the men’s bathroom, that usually wrecked of blood, sweat and balls. Most of the stalls were empty, the door on the furthest end shut closed. Approaching the door, he placed his hand on it, gently pushing it open, the feint smell of your sex catching him way off guard, Baki quickly pushing the door further open. He was shocked to find you standing there, one foot placed on the toilet seat while your hand massaged your boob, the other between your legs. The sound of the door hitting the wall making you jump, and you couldn’t believe your eyes. Baki stood outside your stall, in nothing but those red shorts of his. “What are you doing in here!”, you yelled in surprise, quickly lifting up your panties in complete embarrassment.

“What are you doing in here?”, Baki asked, still standing in the doorway and watching you fix yourself, trying to avoid smirking at your embarrassment. “Oh my gosh Baki, what does it look like to you? Move please”, you responded, trying to shove him out the way to exit the stall, but of course Baki stood in place like a brick wall. Grabbing your arm, he gently pressed you against the wall to his right, trapping you between his arms, his eyebrows furrowed in anger. He’s upset!? You noticed, growing a little annoyed at your own concern for him. He’s been neglecting me all this time, why should I care? Crossing your arms as you looked elsewhere, avoiding his burning gaze. “Hey, what’s your problem?” Baki asked, growing even more upset about your attitude. “Baki move”, you said, trying to remain composed, as the irritation inside of you quickly built up. “No. I asked you a question, answer me”. You finally looked up at him, unable to resist stomping your foot on the ground as you now raised your voice, “Baki!”. “You’re not going anywhere until you answer me”, he said. You could feel him getting angrier, avoiding eye contact to remain resilient. “Move!”, you yelled, resorting to pushing him away from you, your hands shoving his chest back, but your attempts meant nothing, Baki is strong after all. Whining in frustration, you didn’t give up, trying your best to push him out the way. “Why do you have to be like this you’re so fucking big and stubborn!”, “Tch”, he grumbled, grabbing your arm before slightly crouching, his hand gripping your thigh and in the blink of an eye Baki had slung you over his shoulder, making his way towards the exit of the bathroom.

After a few minutes of kicking and yelling down the hallway, without a care in the world as to who was watching, you finally made it back to Baki’s room, confused when you heard the door lock behind you. Setting you down on the sofa beside the foot of the bed, you could sense that he was a little pissed off. Did something happen? You wondered, crossing your arms and legs as you looked in the other direction, refusing to pay him any mind. “Haha”, Baki laughed, catching your attention. “Hahahaha!”, he began laughing. Lifting your eyebrow in concern you simply observed him, watching him laugh for a minute before he caged you against the cold leather couch. “What do you think you’re doing?”, he asked, gently nudging your chin to look up at him as he leaned in close, a smile pulling at his lips as you continued to frown at him, refusing to speak while you held eye contact. Taking you by surprise, Baki closed the distance, the familiar feel of his soft lips pressing against yours making your heart flutter. He didn’t stop when you softly moaned in resistance, softly sucking on your lower lip, gently tugging it with his teeth before sucking it again. Unconsciously, you unfolded your arms, placing your hands on his bare chest while his reached for the back of your head, his fingers weaving between your braids as he held you place. When was the last time he actually kissed you, the two of you lost in the kiss before you felt his tongue tracing your upper lip. Snapping out of it, your eyes shot open, your hands pushing him away trying to break the kiss, accidentally nipping Baki on his upper lip. Grunting he slightly backed up, the expression on his face growing angrier, his penetrating gaze making you swallow as you tried to hold on to your confidence.

“Babygirl, do i need to fuck you?”, he asked, his eye contact unwavering, his face dead serious. Your heart skipped a beat and you could feel that same beat right between your legs, trying to remain calm under his intensity. You’d never admit it because it would hurt your pride too, but deep down inside, all you wanted, maybe even needed, was a good fucking. And even though you were a bit scared of what he’d do to you the, thought of Baki stroking you to tears, the smell of his sweat dripping on you, the feeling of being stuffed and close to him motivated your next words; “No Baki”, you whispered, leaning in even closer, “I need you to fuck off”. And with that Baki lost it, grabbing your thigh with one hand before yanking you forward, forcing you on your back, the cold leather of the couch pleasant against your exposed back and neck as Baki quickly rid you of your undies, pausing for a moment as though he was in thought, before ripping your shirt right down the middle. You couldn’t help but smirk, your plan in motion while Baki proceeded to remove the rest of your clothing.

Now you lay completely naked on the couch, Baki slowly crawling up your body, his eyes taking in the lovely sight of your breasts, goosebumps decorating your dark brown areolae from the coolness of the couch. “I go twelve days without fucking you and you turn into a little brat”, he finally spoke, his voice deep, smooth, your pussy aching so bad, you wondered if you’d be able to go another second without him attending to it. Reaching your hand out to grab his chin and force him to look at you, Baki raised an eyebrow in confusion, “Well a little attention from my boyfriend could’ve prevented that”, you replied.

Baki grabbed your wrist, the other following right after, pinning them both above your head in one hand. He brought his free hand to your face, admiring your pretty face as he caressed your cheek, your skin warm against his fingers before they reached your lips. “I don’t wanna play around with you during the tournament”, he said, tracing his thumb along your lower lip, eyes focused on yours. “Why?’, you quickly asked, furrowing your eyebrows in concern, hoping he wouldn’t change his mind while you ached this much for him. “Because, i get so high on adrenaline, I wouldn’t wanna hurt you”. “What makes you think I couldn’t handle it?”, you quickly spoke, Baki chuckling at your hasty response. “Are you too fucking horny to think straight babe? “ he asked, “Yes. I really want you inside of me…please”, you replied, squirming beneath him as you ached even more, unintentionally grinding against his thigh. Baki bit his lip, not only could he smell you, but he could feel how wet you were too, those dark brown eyes never leaving yours as he slowly shoved his index and middle finger into your mouth. “Suck”, he instructed, swallowing at the feel of your warm mouth wrapping around his fingers, your tongue weaving in between them as you sucked, never taking your eyes off of his. He loved how obedient you could be underneath him. “What’s wrong baby?”, he asked as you whimpered, closing your eyes for just a few seconds, Baki removing his fingers from your mouth. “It’s starting to really hurt…please Baki, please i nee— ahhhhh!”, you moaned. Baki’s fingers pressing circles on your clit. You opened your eyes, taken by surprise at the sudden relief. “No fussing?”, he asked, planting kisses down your neck. “No”, you said, your voice soft as you moaned in bliss. “No whining”, he continued, planting kisses on your chest, licking his lips at the sight of your nipples, perky and hard, swallowing the saliva running down the inside of his cheeks. “No whining”, you repeated, gasping at the feel of him tugging on your nipple with just his teeth, his fingers still rubbing your clit in circles, your breathe catching as you reached your climax.

Not long into your orgasm, Baki’s fingers still rubbed your clit in those delicious slow circles, your heels now digging into the waxy leather of the couch as you embraced yourself for another blissful orgasm, Baki circling your nipple with his tongue, before tugging on it with his teeth again. “Baki”, you moaned aloud, his teeth tugging on your nipple slightly painful, but the orgasm his fingers on your clit brought you to distracted you enough to handle it. Letting your nipple slip through his teeth made you wince in pain, but he shoved the same two fingers inside your achy, moist walls right after, the sudden penetration from not having him for almost two weeks forcing you to scream. “Uuhhh, fuck! Baki!”. His fingers did not pause for even a second as he buried them a little deeper inside of you, grabbing your sensitive nipple with his teeth once again. The sudden aggression leaving you heavily panting as you tried to handle the sharp pain, wondering why he was being so rough with you. You really were a little tighter than Baki expected, but he noticed how easily you loosened up as he moved his fingers inside of you, keeping them curled as he began massaging your gspot, enjoying the sounds of you struggling to take this all at once. Letting your nipple slip through his teeth again you couldn’t help but whimper, the pain nearly unbearable. “Good girl baby”, he praised, your back arching off the couch as he slowly fingered you, keeping to the same pace, dragging the tips of his fingers against the same spot, over and over again, driving them in deep just to mess with you, mesmerized by the way your plump lips parted to let out a desperate moan before biting your lower lip when he reverted to curling his fingers to massage that spot again. “fuck! uhhhh yeeesss!”, you cried out, your hips and legs jerking as you came. “Mmmm, there you go baby”, Baki whispered in your ear, planting kisses all over your face. “Again okay babe?”, he said, continuing to massage your gspot, driving you to the brink of insanity for just a little moment, enjoying the sounds of your cursing, pleading and desperate cries over trying to take how incredibly amazing he made you feel. He couldn’t help but indulge in your other nipple, circling your nipple with his tongue, flicking and sucking before tugging on it with his teeth, and for a second your brain turned to mush, completely dominated by the orgasm Baki brought you. You couldnt stop the urge to kick, your hips and legs jerking, finally squirting hard, your fluids making a mess on his arm and the leather couch.

You couldn’t control anything, your arms restricted above you as you basically screamed, panting hard in between loud moans, your lungs desperately trying to catch a breath, but you were under the mercy of your boyfriend, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continued to finger you, still sucking your swelling nipple. “fuuuhh, bakiiii oh my g-goooshhh”, you cried, your voice cracking in between moans, Baki quickly removing his fingers, massaging your clit in circles again. You couldn’t stop yourself from squirting, and you couldnt care less about the mess you were making, your brain turning into mush once again, completely zoning for the second time. Baki finally gave you a break, but you were still possessed by your orgasm. Lifting his fingers to his mouth, the slightly nutty and sweet smell of your fluids soaking his fingers made his mouth water, swallowing his saliva before inserting his fingers into his mouth, getting a taste of his sweet little girlfriend. He missed you. Wondering how on earth he was able to go nearly two weeks without tasting you, relishing in the sweet fluid running down his throat. Licking his fingers clean, he finally snapped out the trans he was in, sitting up on his knee. He couldn’t help but smile at the mess you were on the couch, tugging on his shorts, pulling them just down below his ass, his briefs following next, freeing his raging hard dick.

He wasn’t going to wait for you to calm down, lifting up your thigh to spread you wide open, the sight of your dripping pussy making his dick twitch. He felt like he’d die if he didn’t bury himself inside of you any sooner, rubbing the mushroom tip of his dick along your folds, getting the head nice and lubricated, his own precum in the mix before pressing it against your entrance, the snug fit around it forcing him to take a breath. He pushed himself inside of you a little more, the two of you moaning loud when he was able to sheath most of his length inside of you at once. “Fuck!”, Baki grunted, and you broke out into a fit of moans, having completely forgotten just how much he could fill you up. “Baby”, Baki called, pressing his lips against yours before you could respond. He was such an amazing kisser, and this time around, you shoved your tongue into his mouth, desperate to taste him, your arms now free, wrapping around his burly torso, enjoying the feel of his back under the palms of your hands. He let you in, wrestling your tongue with his own, sucking on it when he had the chance, and for the next minute or two, that’s all you did, Baki softly moaning, wrapping his arms around you too, hugging you close against him, enjoying the pleasant warmth of his body against yours. Finally breaking the kiss to look at you, the two of you panted in each others face, you much louder than him, feeling so stuffed you couldn’t handle it, but you promised you’d take all of him, resting your head back down on the couch, already feeling tired after such an ecstatic orgasm.

“I didn’t mean to make you feel neglected. I was just…well… I-” he tried to speak, struggling to put his emotions into words, especially when you looked at him like that, the tips of your fingers tracing feather light circles on his back as you gazed at him, giving him time to speak. Your dark brown eyes twinkled, Baki losing himself in them for a moment, swallowing before attempting to speak again. “I shouldn’t…well, I was wrong for not spending much time with you baby, I love you so much, I’m such an idiot”, he admitted, a feint tint on red decorated his cheeks as he rested his forehead against yours. “Yeah, a big strong idiot”, you whispered, making him softly chuckle, and you couldn’t help but moan, your pussy clenching him, begging him for some action. His big hands found your thighs once again, spreading you so wide, forcing another moan out of you. He smiled, you’re still horny as hell he noted. “But I’m still slightly annoyed…so I’m still gonna fuck you…”, he said, slowly pulling out of you. You realized that you had nothing to grip on, placing your hand on his forearm to prepare yourself. You could’ve burst his eardrum with how loud you screamed, Baki shoving himself back inside of you in one hard stroke. “…really hard”, he finished, speaking above your trailing whimpers, pulling out before ramming himself right into you again. “Baki!!!”, you cried out, your nails digging into forearm already. But he was honest when he said he was still a little annoyed, picking up the pace as he continued to thrust into you, each stoke so forceful, your legs shaking in his hands only after a couple of strokes.

Baki almost felt sorry for you, your pussy creaming around him as he continued to fuck you, watching you scream and cry, clawing at his tummy and arm as you tried to take him, he wasn’t surprised to feel you start clenching around him much tighter, determined to wreck you. He held you down easily, despite how much you shook, your eyes rolling to the back of your head again, feeling yourself zoning out, your brain giving in to the intensity of the pleasure your pussy sent it. Pulling out of you wasn’t an option, “Fuck!”, Baki cursed when your vagina forced him out, a streak of fluid gushing onto him. You came so hard you swear you could see stars, even with your eyes shut tight. Violently shuddering underneath Baki’s hold. And as merciless as he was in the arena, he still spread you wide open, burying his head in between your legs, drinking his fill of your juices, greedily latching onto your clit to start softly sucking the swollen bean. Your hands immediately found his head, grabbing a fistful of his brown hair, you tried to push him away, but to no avail, your body being forced into a longer, more intense orgasm. The amount of times you cried out your boyfriends name, begged him to stop and pulled at his hair, yet he didn’t budge, and you could feel yourself blacking out, every action from that point forth totally involuntary.

Your clit left his mouth with a pop, Baki immediately wrapping his arms around you, holding you tight. Lifting you up, you still violently convulsed in his arms, Baki carrying you to the bed just behind the couch. Managing to carry you in one arm as he lifted the duvet, crawling under the covers with you. He only planned to spend the rest of the day with you, the coolness of the sheets so refreshing as he snuggled you under them, patiently waiting for you to relax. He was planning on ever leaving you unattended for too long ever again, but one thing for certain was that he was not done fucking you.

Should’ve read the fine print...

Minors DNI

Warning(s): NSFW, dubcon

Fem!Reader

Authors Note: First time; necessary feedback, pls! Taking requests!

It’s been about a week since you’ve moved into your new apartment. Everything about it was perfect except for one thing: you’ve explored every room but one, which was locked for some reason. (If only you had read the entire catalog ad, you would’ve understood why and that all past tenants never stayed too long). You complained about it to your landlord, who hired a locksmith free of charge, thankfully. This is what your actions have come to, sadly: you, standing before hundreds of slimy, purple tentacles, coming from all around the mystery room.

You try and back away quietly toward the door in hopes of being able to leave unnoticed. Pitifully, the floorboards creek(damn, this shitty building). The tentacles immediately move in your direction as you run for the door, only to be blocked off by more tentacles. They push you to the ground and squeeze around your arms and legs, probing at your torse.

They’re not hurting you; they seem pretty curious, actually. The tentacle's touch is soft and gentle. One tentacle stops at your face...it’s...caressing your cheek? Their touches were seemingly affectionate at first but quickly became provocative. They began to slip under your clothes, feeling you up.

Again, their touch was gentle but still violating nonetheless; they groped your breasts, sucking on your nipples and coiling around them. You try and keep as much dignity you have left, biting your lip to hold back your moans. The tentacles seem to sense your defiance and dislike it very much. They tear through your clothing, leaving only your thin panties to cover you. They curl around your thighs, spreading your legs to tease you, rubbing against your clothed cunt, and nuzzling your clit; their suckers find it and abuse the little bundle of nerves.

A blissful whine escapes your lips; you can’t remember the last time you felt this good. The tentacles stroke your body with satisfaction, assumingly rewarding you for your submission. You can feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Your sense of dignity is long gone by now; you’re a wailing mess. Hair sticking to your sweat-coated skin, tear-filled eyes rolled up into your head, and while your mouth hangs open with a bead of drool leaking from the side.

The tentacles can sense your arousal, not to mention your drenched underwear. They move your panties to the side and continue to toy with your aching pussy, stroking your wet hole and sucking on your sore clit until you cum.

The tentacles let you catch your breath, lovingly massaging your body. Soon enough, you’re suspended in the air as more tentacles hold you, creating a makeshift bed to place you comfortably. Another tentacle approaches your face again, latching itself to your mouth and pushing past your lips to curl around your tongue. Is this its way of kissing you? Is it showing affection?

It’s a bit gross, but the tentacles mean well. Your body suddenly jolts as you feel a tentacle push against your sopping hole. It uses its suckers to tease you again, but as you grind yourself against it, the tentacle penetrates you, pressing against your walls to search for your sweet spot. The tentacle in your mouth begins to thrust in and out as you feel another tentacle enter your ass. The tentacle in your pussy moves rhythmically with the others as it’s sucker hit your g-spot. At this point, your mind is nothing but mush. All you see are white spots as your legs quake under the tentacles, unable to hold yourself up longer.

The tentacles wrap around your waist and lift you. You’re now ass up, face down, and being fucked mercilessly in all three holes. You can’t take it; it’s too good, too much, too many. You feel more tentacles enter your already full holes. Doesn’t this monster know you have a limit?

It doesn’t care, really. All it wants is to see you cum, and cum, again. You can feel yourself getting dizzier after each orgasm, one after another. Before you know it, you’re waking up from your fucked out haze. The tentacles seemed to have stopped fucking your brains out a while ago; they’re all curled up around your protectively, some still inside you. You try and crawl towards the door, but you’re body is useless at this point.

The tentacles drag you back to them, curling around to massage your worn-out body. It seems you won’t be leaving this room any time soon...or ever.

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Might as well move your stuff in here.