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So hybrid bulls and cows are actually separate species in MY fantasy world, not male and female.
So you work on a farm specializing in male cows and bulls, the only woman that’s allowed there due to… how the hybrids behave around any females.
You milk them… but not in the normal way. As the only woman on the farm, you’re the only one they’ll allow to milk their cocks. They produce a special semen that’s a milk alternative, and very yummy!
The cow’s are fine enough, following you around and nuzzling into you, wanting cuddles and extra attention when you’re milking them… they behave so well, blushing and mooing softly, gently moving their hips against your hand as you milk their cocks dry.
The bulls however… are a different story. They’re very territorial and protective over the cow hybrids, who they’ve formed a friendship with. They don’t like most people, and tend to be loners that only come around when it’s milking time.
But your pay is upgraded when the farm owners notice that the bulls have started warming up to you, even starting to treat you like a heifer, keeping you safe and guarding you from the other employees.
It wasn’t a surprise to anyone but you when the bulls started being a bit… too handsy with you. They viewed you as a heifer now… but you were so small compared to any female cow they’d ever seen. A runt, stunted, maybe…
But you had that chubby tummy and plush hips, those plump breasts that would look so pretty full of milk…
Within a month of starting work, you find yourself being bent over by one of the bulls, the cows mooing in distress and trying to comfort you as a fat cock enters your cunt.
“D-don’t be rough with her! She’s little!” one of the cows protests, stroking your hair and cooing softly to you. The bull huffs, hot air hitting the back of your neck as he fucks into you.
“Being as gentle as possible… little thing, couldn’t take me being rough even if I wanted to be…”
Your cunt was stuffed full with cum, several bulls mounting you until you were a blubbering mess. Once the bulls were done, you were surrounded by cows, getting kisses and snuggles… but they wanted to mate as well…
They pressed down on your belly, cum pooling between your legs as they cooed and gently fucked their own seed into you. By the end of the work day, you were spent, curled up in the hay with several cow hybrids as the bulls guarded the door.
You were payed handsomely for your efforts, and offered an even bigger paycheck to let them mount you at least once a week to let out their sexual frustrations.
They became more territorial around you, but when you weren’t in the picture, the bulls were much calmer and didn’t attack anyone that brought out food or came to give them check ups.
And when you became pregnant… well… let’s just say you were tucked away in the barn, living there with the cows and bulls as your belly grew heavy and swollen.
The cows tended to you, making sure you received all the human comforts you wanted along with their endless affections, and the bulls kept you safe.
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A/N: omg… ask me more about this concept because… I’m in love
NSFW TAGLIST: @sunset-214 @screaming-crying-screamingagain @strawberrypoundtown @avalordream @icommitwarcrimes @bazpire @chubbumblebee @im-eating-rn @anglingforlevels @kinshenewa @pasteldaze @j3llyphisching @unforgettablewhvre @yoongiigolden
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So hybrid bulls and cows are actually separate species in MY fantasy world, not male and female.
So you work on a farm specializing in male cows and bulls, the only woman that’s allowed there due to… how the hybrids behave around any females.
You milk them… but not in the normal way. As the only woman on the farm, you’re the only one they’ll allow to milk their cocks. They produce a special semen that’s a milk alternative, and very yummy!
The cow’s are fine enough, following you around and nuzzling into you, wanting cuddles and extra attention when you’re milking them… they behave so well, blushing and mooing softly, gently moving their hips against your hand as you milk their cocks dry.
The bulls however… are a different story. They’re very territorial and protective over the cow hybrids, who they’ve formed a friendship with. They don’t like most people, and tend to be loners that only come around when it’s milking time.
But your pay is upgraded when the farm owners notice that the bulls have started warming up to you, even starting to treat you like a heifer, keeping you safe and guarding you from the other employees.
It wasn’t a surprise to anyone but you when the bulls started being a bit… too handsy with you. They viewed you as a heifer now… but you were so small compared to any female cow they’d ever seen. A runt, stunted, maybe…
But you had that chubby tummy and plush hips, those plump breasts that would look so pretty full of milk…
Within a month of starting work, you find yourself being bent over by one of the bulls, the cows mooing in distress and trying to comfort you as a fat cock enters your cunt.
“D-don’t be rough with her! She’s little!” one of the cows protests, stroking your hair and cooing softly to you. The bull huffs, hot air hitting the back of your neck as he fucks into you.
“Being as gentle as possible… little thing, couldn’t take me being rough even if I wanted to be…”
Your cunt was stuffed full with cum, several bulls mounting you until you were a blubbering mess. Once the bulls were done, you were surrounded by cows, getting kisses and snuggles… but they wanted to mate as well…
They pressed down on your belly, cum pooling between your legs as they cooed and gently fucked their own seed into you. By the end of the work day, you were spent, curled up in the hay with several cow hybrids as the bulls guarded the door.
You were payed handsomely for your efforts, and offered an even bigger paycheck to let them mount you at least once a week to let out their sexual frustrations.
They became more territorial around you, but when you weren’t in the picture, the bulls were much calmer and didn’t attack anyone that brought out food or came to give them check ups.
And when you became pregnant… well… let’s just say you were tucked away in the barn, living there with the cows and bulls as your belly grew heavy and swollen.
The cows tended to you, making sure you received all the human comforts you wanted along with their endless affections, and the bulls kept you safe.
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A/N: omg… ask me more about this concept because… I’m in love
NSFW TAGLIST: @sunset-214 @screaming-crying-screamingagain @strawberrypoundtown @avalordream @icommitwarcrimes @bazpire @chubbumblebee @im-eating-rn @anglingforlevels @kinshenewa @pasteldaze @j3llyphisching @unforgettablewhvre @yoongiigolden
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warning: slight Yandere behavior, breeding
Hare!hybrid bf with bunny!hybrid gf
You, a cute bunny hybrid with soft, fluffy bunny ears and a cute cotton tail that wags when you’re happy or upset. You’re round and soft, the sweetest little thing your boyfriend has ever seen.
And then there’s your hare hybrid bf… he’s tall, thin, and unsettling, with eyes that bore into you and hair that is far from soft. He’s protective and possessive of his little bunny baby, keeping you safe and literally fighting any of his rivals to the DEATH.
He’s a bit nervous about breeding with you. You’re smaller, more fragile than him… but god you both go crazy once you go into heat… and you’re a lot more durable than he thought.
You take his cock so well, begging for him to give you a litter… his perfect little mate, his sweet bunny. No one will ever put their hands on you, unless they want to die a painful death.
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Oh my fucking god I love this
Like fuck I want a cow and bull hybrid now
That would prolly fuck up my life because wouldn’t ever want to leave them alone but I don’t care I needs them
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So hybrid bulls and cows are actually separate species in MY fantasy world, not male and female.
So you work on a farm specializing in male cows and bulls, the only woman that’s allowed there due to… how the hybrids behave around any females.
You milk them… but not in the normal way. As the only woman on the farm, you’re the only one they’ll allow to milk their cocks. They produce a special semen that’s a milk alternative, and very yummy!
The cow’s are fine enough, following you around and nuzzling into you, wanting cuddles and extra attention when you’re milking them… they behave so well, blushing and mooing softly, gently moving their hips against your hand as you milk their cocks dry.
The bulls however… are a different story. They’re very territorial and protective over the cow hybrids, who they’ve formed a friendship with. They don’t like most people, and tend to be loners that only come around when it’s milking time.
But your pay is upgraded when the farm owners notice that the bulls have started warming up to you, even starting to treat you like a heifer, keeping you safe and guarding you from the other employees.
It wasn’t a surprise to anyone but you when the bulls started being a bit… too handsy with you. They viewed you as a heifer now… but you were so small compared to any female cow they’d ever seen. A runt, stunted, maybe…
But you had that chubby tummy and plush hips, those plump breasts that would look so pretty full of milk…
Within a month of starting work, you find yourself being bent over by one of the bulls, the cows mooing in distress and trying to comfort you as a fat cock enters your cunt.
“D-don’t be rough with her! She’s little!” one of the cows protests, stroking your hair and cooing softly to you. The bull huffs, hot air hitting the back of your neck as he fucks into you.
“Being as gentle as possible… little thing, couldn’t take me being rough even if I wanted to be…”
Your cunt was stuffed full with cum, several bulls mounting you until you were a blubbering mess. Once the bulls were done, you were surrounded by cows, getting kisses and snuggles… but they wanted to mate as well…
They pressed down on your belly, cum pooling between your legs as they cooed and gently fucked their own seed into you. By the end of the work day, you were spent, curled up in the hay with several cow hybrids as the bulls guarded the door.
You were payed handsomely for your efforts, and offered an even bigger paycheck to let them mount you at least once a week to let out their sexual frustrations.
They became more territorial around you, but when you weren’t in the picture, the bulls were much calmer and didn’t attack anyone that brought out food or came to give them check ups.
And when you became pregnant… well… let’s just say you were tucked away in the barn, living there with the cows and bulls as your belly grew heavy and swollen.
The cows tended to you, making sure you received all the human comforts you wanted along with their endless affections, and the bulls kept you safe.
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A/N: omg… ask me more about this concept because… I’m in love
NSFW TAGLIST: @sunset-214 @screaming-crying-screamingagain @strawberrypoundtown @avalordream @icommitwarcrimes @bazpire @chubbumblebee @im-eating-rn @anglingforlevels @kinshenewa @pasteldaze @j3llyphisching @unforgettablewhvre @yoongiigolden
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Chapter Three~ Pack house
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Lycan!Bang Chan
Summary: When 3 girls who don't know their family's past, a terrifying lycan King, a 750 year old sweet & handsome vampire king & a 75 year old newly crowned vampire king, who doesn't give a fuck about no one all meet, what's the worst that could happen ?
Words: 1.4k
‼️ SERIES WARNING~ Will have mentioning of rape abuse violence & death. Nothing too detailed though. I wouldn't know how to even explain situations like that. Mature language as in mentioning of private parts & swearing. Smut‼️
Chapter Warning: swearing, fighting, mentioning of blood, violence.
An: Rhonda & the other 2 females characters are just names I can up with( they are Rhonda's younger fraternal twin sisters). I'm still trying to figure out what their names are going to be only because it's going to be a minute until they are introduced (Riley & Ryan aka Butters or Buttercup). This is all made up. This book has NOTHING to do with these idols in real life. Please if you don't like how I show these characters please DO NOT READ MY BOOK. Enjoy💕
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After a very painful experience, surprisingly the shift back into Rhonda's human form was not as painful. Now she's fully naked & cold but not as much as Rhonda was before. "I need clothes," Rhonda said looking down curled into a ball to cover herself as much as possible. Rhonda heard some footsteps before seeing black muddy boots. His boots. The beautiful & terrifying man, something in Rhonda's head told her that he was her mate but how? Why?
"Here take my shirt & jacket. If I knew taking the necklace off would make you change I wouldn't have." Chan said as Rhonda took the clothes from him catching someone peeking at her causing Rhonda to ball up letting a yelp out. "What's wrong I didn't see anything!" the now shirtless man said. "N-no he was looking at me," Rhonda says holding the shirt & jacket to her chest to cover up much as possible. "Who baby girl?" Chan said with a forced smile.
As Rhonda pointed in his direction she said "The man that you called pathetic 'alpha'." But not quite looking at the man but more trying not to look at her so-called mate. "Oh really?" Chan says with a terrifying smirk. "Baby girl get the clothes on," he says as his eyes never back of the man's head.
Chan stood there staring at Mingi knowing it was causing him discomfort, he then felt a tug on his pants leg. Chan looks down to see his mate looking down but he sees her ears are red. "I can't stand, can you help me?" Rhonda asked as she slowly looked up at him. 'God, I love how she looks at me,' Chan thought. Just the thought of it makes his dick twitch a bit. "Anything for you baby," Chan says reaching under Rhonda's arms and pulling up to her feet.
Rhonda's face is completely red now. "Why are you blushing so much? All I did was help you up." Chan said laughing a little. "I wasn't expecting you to help let alone pick me up like a little kid," Rhonda replied looking everywhere but his eyes. Chan noticed she was now looking at something or someone with anger & disgust.
Coming back to reality Chan makes sure she's stable before removing his hands. "Mingi stand up," Chan orders taking a couple of steps closer to the kneeled alpha. "Alpha Bang Chan with all respect," Mingi said quickly standing, trying around & looking at Chan with a smile. "I am also an alpha please call me by my title." He said as confidently trying to hide how terrified he truly was but his scent was & the sweat he was covered in was deceiving him.
Before Chan knew it he was laughing & so we're the rest of Stray Kids. "Call you alpha? You do know that I know what your 'intentions' were with her right?" Chan said not wanting a reply because he knew Mingi was going to lie. "Only thing keeping me from ripping-" "Wait his intentions with me?" Chan was cut off by his little mate as she was now closer to him with eyes glowing &.. growling. 'Not only does she look so hot in my clothes, but she also looks sexy as hell angry.' Chan could think of.
"YOU WAS GOING TO RAPE OR... POSSIBLE KILL ME. YOU-" Rhonda yelled then punched Mingi with a crack, causing him to fall straight back. "Damn!" and "Holy shit!" was all Chan heard & could also say himself as he just watch his mate knock out an alpha. Rhonda then started to kick him & yell before Chan grabbed her to calm her down. "Let's get back to the pack house. It's late cold & I know you're tired," Chan said still holding on to Rhonda as she finally stopped kicking & yelling at the unconscious man lying on the cold wet & muddy ground. "Grab your weak ass alpha & come with us," Chan said now holding Rhonda like a little kid with her legs around his slim waist.
"Changbin, Felix, Minho, & Jeogin take them to the holding building & have 6 others stand guard until morning. Meet me in my office once you're done." Chan said in his alpha voice before turning & heading back to the pack house with Rhonda's small figure clinging to him like a baby koala.
Once at the pack house, Chan tells 2 of the maids to help bathe Rhonda, dress her in some of his sister's old clothes & prepare food for them & the rest of the pack. While Chan waits for his pretty mate & the well-needed food to get done he heads to his office & waits for the others to get there while still thinking about Rhonda. Not only was she beautiful in her human form, but her wolf was small and was something Chan would never get over or forget. Chan couldn't help but wonder who or what her family was & why her grandparents tried to hide what was she is.
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As Rhonda, the man who was carrying her & some of the people who were with him entered the "Pack House" that looked more like a mini-mansion, she noticed how so many eyes were on them. Some looked confused, & surprised but what Rhonda sensed the most was jealousy. That's when Rhonda felt the man who was carrying her loosening his grip. Rhonda turned to him to see Chan was smirking. For some reason just looking at him alone put Rhonda at ease & forgot all the weird looks they were getting, minus to constant butterflies she got every time he looked at her like that
As soon as they came into a room Chan ordered 2 tall, breathtaking women to bathe & dress me. Before Rhonda got the chance to protest, she was already being dragged off. Now here Rhonda was trying to get them to understand she could wash her own body.
"I'm 23 years old, I'm pretty sure I know how to take a shower now please can you both wait outside?" Rhonda said to get more frustrated. "Fine," one of the girls said rolling her eyes "She is just another bitch who gets a chance in King's bed tonight." She said as she turned & laughed with the other girl.
Rhonda is not the type to get into violent altercations but she wasn't someone you could bully & walk all over either. " Excuse me? Did you just call me a bitch who was just trying fuck your 'King'?!" Rhonda said raising her voice the more she spoke."Sorry baby last time I looked in the mirror I wasn't a tall blonde & a jealous whore who hasn't had her turn,". Despite them both being taller than Rhonda, she was nowhere near scared was intimidated by them. Rhonda watches as both of them turn back towards her growling & eyes glowing.
"Who the fuck do you think you are, to talk to us like that? Do you know who we are?" the tall blonde to the left said taking a step forward. "Yes, a couple of stuck-up maids, who couldn't get the man that carried me in even if we were twins!" Rhonda yelled now feeling her body getting hot & boiling with anger.
Before Rhonda knew it they were full-on fighting two against one. Even though Rhonda was almost a foot shorter, that didn't keep her from keeping up with both of them. Rhonda was whooping ass & taking names. With her being on her own for years now, Rhonda learned to fight she had to unless she wanted to be beaten, bullied & left for dead. But now it felt like her body was moving on its own, doing things Rhonda never thought she could, especially for a girl her size.
The bathroom door had been broken down by Rhonda kicking the first blonde through it. The bathroom was by the backdoor & with Rhonda still fighting the other girl they both crashed through it, making everyone in the house & outside look at them or come running to see what all the ruckus was about As Rhonda got back on her feet she hears the familiar voice of her mate, "What the hell is going on?! Who the fuck broke the doors?!". But Rhonda ignored him as now it was a crowd of people around her & both of the bitches she hates the most right now are in front of her dismember bleeding clothes torn with glowing eyes & breathing staring right back at her.
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Chapter Three~ Pack house
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Lycan!Bang Chan
Summary: When 3 girls who don't know their family's past, a terrifying lycan King, a 750 year old sweet & handsome vampire king & a 75 year old newly crowned vampire king, who doesn't give a fuck about no one all meet, what's the worst that could happen ?
Words: 1.4k
‼️ SERIES WARNING~ Will have mentioning of rape abuse violence & death. Nothing too detailed though. I wouldn't know how to even explain situations like that. Mature language as in mentioning of private parts & swearing. Smut‼️
Chapter Warning: swearing, fighting, mentioning of blood, violence.
An: Rhonda & the other 2 females characters are just names I can up with( they are Rhonda's younger fraternal twin sisters). I'm still trying to figure out what their names are going to be only because it's going to be a minute until they are introduced (Riley & Ryan aka Butters or Buttercup). This is all made up. This book has NOTHING to do with these idols in real life. Please if you don't like how I show these characters please DO NOT READ MY BOOK. Enjoy💕
<<Previous chapter
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After a very painful experience, surprisingly the shift back into Rhonda's human form was not as painful. Now she's fully naked & cold but not as much as Rhonda was before. "I need clothes," Rhonda said looking down curled into a ball to cover herself as much as possible. Rhonda heard some footsteps before seeing black muddy boots. His boots. The beautiful & terrifying man, something in Rhonda's head told her that he was her mate but how? Why?
"Here take my shirt & jacket. If I knew taking the necklace off would make you change I wouldn't have." Chan said as Rhonda took the clothes from him catching someone peeking at her causing Rhonda to ball up letting a yelp out. "What's wrong I didn't see anything!" the now shirtless man said. "N-no he was looking at me," Rhonda says holding the shirt & jacket to her chest to cover up much as possible. "Who baby girl?" Chan said with a forced smile.
As Rhonda pointed in his direction she said "The man that you called pathetic 'alpha'." But not quite looking at the man but more trying not to look at her so-called mate. "Oh really?" Chan says with a terrifying smirk. "Baby girl get the clothes on," he says as his eyes never back of the man's head.
Chan stood there staring at Mingi knowing it was causing him discomfort, he then felt a tug on his pants leg. Chan looks down to see his mate looking down but he sees her ears are red. "I can't stand, can you help me?" Rhonda asked as she slowly looked up at him. 'God, I love how she looks at me,' Chan thought. Just the thought of it makes his dick twitch a bit. "Anything for you baby," Chan says reaching under Rhonda's arms and pulling up to her feet.
Rhonda's face is completely red now. "Why are you blushing so much? All I did was help you up." Chan said laughing a little. "I wasn't expecting you to help let alone pick me up like a little kid," Rhonda replied looking everywhere but his eyes. Chan noticed she was now looking at something or someone with anger & disgust.
Coming back to reality Chan makes sure she's stable before removing his hands. "Mingi stand up," Chan orders taking a couple of steps closer to the kneeled alpha. "Alpha Bang Chan with all respect," Mingi said quickly standing, trying around & looking at Chan with a smile. "I am also an alpha please call me by my title." He said as confidently trying to hide how terrified he truly was but his scent was & the sweat he was covered in was deceiving him.
Before Chan knew it he was laughing & so we're the rest of Stray Kids. "Call you alpha? You do know that I know what your 'intentions' were with her right?" Chan said not wanting a reply because he knew Mingi was going to lie. "Only thing keeping me from ripping-" "Wait his intentions with me?" Chan was cut off by his little mate as she was now closer to him with eyes glowing &.. growling. 'Not only does she look so hot in my clothes, but she also looks sexy as hell angry.' Chan could think of.
"YOU WAS GOING TO RAPE OR... POSSIBLE KILL ME. YOU-" Rhonda yelled then punched Mingi with a crack, causing him to fall straight back. "Damn!" and "Holy shit!" was all Chan heard & could also say himself as he just watch his mate knock out an alpha. Rhonda then started to kick him & yell before Chan grabbed her to calm her down. "Let's get back to the pack house. It's late cold & I know you're tired," Chan said still holding on to Rhonda as she finally stopped kicking & yelling at the unconscious man lying on the cold wet & muddy ground. "Grab your weak ass alpha & come with us," Chan said now holding Rhonda like a little kid with her legs around his slim waist.
"Changbin, Felix, Minho, & Jeogin take them to the holding building & have 6 others stand guard until morning. Meet me in my office once you're done." Chan said in his alpha voice before turning & heading back to the pack house with Rhonda's small figure clinging to him like a baby koala.
Once at the pack house, Chan tells 2 of the maids to help bathe Rhonda, dress her in some of his sister's old clothes & prepare food for them & the rest of the pack. While Chan waits for his pretty mate & the well-needed food to get done he heads to his office & waits for the others to get there while still thinking about Rhonda. Not only was she beautiful in her human form, but her wolf was small and was something Chan would never get over or forget. Chan couldn't help but wonder who or what her family was & why her grandparents tried to hide what was she is.
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As Rhonda, the man who was carrying her & some of the people who were with him entered the "Pack House" that looked more like a mini-mansion, she noticed how so many eyes were on them. Some looked confused, & surprised but what Rhonda sensed the most was jealousy. That's when Rhonda felt the man who was carrying her loosening his grip. Rhonda turned to him to see Chan was smirking. For some reason just looking at him alone put Rhonda at ease & forgot all the weird looks they were getting, minus to constant butterflies she got every time he looked at her like that
As soon as they came into a room Chan ordered 2 tall, breathtaking women to bathe & dress me. Before Rhonda got the chance to protest, she was already being dragged off. Now here Rhonda was trying to get them to understand she could wash her own body.
"I'm 23 years old, I'm pretty sure I know how to take a shower now please can you both wait outside?" Rhonda said to get more frustrated. "Fine," one of the girls said rolling her eyes "She is just another bitch who gets a chance in King's bed tonight." She said as she turned & laughed with the other girl.
Rhonda is not the type to get into violent altercations but she wasn't someone you could bully & walk all over either. " Excuse me? Did you just call me a bitch who was just trying fuck your 'King'?!" Rhonda said raising her voice the more she spoke."Sorry baby last time I looked in the mirror I wasn't a tall blonde & a jealous whore who hasn't had her turn,". Despite them both being taller than Rhonda, she was nowhere near scared was intimidated by them. Rhonda watches as both of them turn back towards her growling & eyes glowing.
"Who the fuck do you think you are, to talk to us like that? Do you know who we are?" the tall blonde to the left said taking a step forward. "Yes, a couple of stuck-up maids, who couldn't get the man that carried me in even if we were twins!" Rhonda yelled now feeling her body getting hot & boiling with anger.
Before Rhonda knew it they were full-on fighting two against one. Even though Rhonda was almost a foot shorter, that didn't keep her from keeping up with both of them. Rhonda was whooping ass & taking names. With her being on her own for years now, Rhonda learned to fight she had to unless she wanted to be beaten, bullied & left for dead. But now it felt like her body was moving on its own, doing things Rhonda never thought she could, especially for a girl her size.
The bathroom door had been broken down by Rhonda kicking the first blonde through it. The bathroom was by the backdoor & with Rhonda still fighting the other girl they both crashed through it, making everyone in the house & outside look at them or come running to see what all the ruckus was about As Rhonda got back on her feet she hears the familiar voice of her mate, "What the hell is going on?! Who the fuck broke the doors?!". But Rhonda ignored him as now it was a crowd of people around her & both of the bitches she hates the most right now are in front of her dismember bleeding clothes torn with glowing eyes & breathing staring right back at her.
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Born This Way 2 (m)
Pairing – [Hybrid! Jimin and Jeongguk x Human! Reader (fem.)]
Genre – [Hybrid AU, Smut]
Summary – [It’s been almost four months now that you bought your hybrids from that bitch and had them tied to chairs. You had lots of fun. You’re happy that they seem to like being here with you. Or– Jimin and Jeongguk have been thriving under your care – the healthy glow is on both of their skins, taken care of both physically and mentally – and they’re very serious about always paying your kindness back tenfold.]
Warnings – [Character Development, Smut, (M x M, M x F) (!) threesome, oral (f x m), cunnilingus, sub!jiguk, soft dom!reader (very soft for her boys), guk has tattoos and lip piercing, shy!guk, lots of kisses, lots of tongues and spit used, hair pulling, cum swapping, fingering, handjob and blowjob (m x m), oral (m x m), praise (o.c. it’s for jimin), bunny!guk, cat!jimin (and he certainly gots the cream), clit rubbing, female masturbation, they watch each other a lot, begging, guided deep throating (m x m), throatpie and creampie(s), dirty talk, pet names (kitty, bunny, honey, baby etc.), cum play, cute and sexy time, unprotected sex (be safe!), double vaginal penetration, size kink, cock worship, cockriding, french kissing, belly bulge]
Word Count – [4k] – of filth!
Author note. We might meet again in part 3? Who knows.
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I have returned with a Hybrid!AU oneshot as a special treat. I know you guys want another chapter of Owner, but I don’t have a lot of inspiration for that story. But new stuff is in the works! Thanks for passing 1100 followers! You guys rock! Please shoot me a message and tell me what’s up! I love to answer questions! Enjoy the read ~ Jessika
You really should’ve been thinking about your heat cycle much sooner than it being a week away. Sure you’d been getting yourself off more frequently as of late, but that was no problem, a couple sessions with one of your favorite toys and you were set for the rest of the day or at least until you could get home again.
However, now it was getting to the point where you really couldn’t leave the house without a change of panties because of it. There was only so much laundry a girl could do before she loses her mind.
“Just call one of your hybrid friends and bang it out for the weekend, I’ll go home and visit with my family so you can have the apartment all to yourself!”
Your friend, Lisa, said.
She was the God send during this whole experience. She came from a long line of hybrids and she knew all about going through your heat cycle and things of the like. You can’t remember how many times you’d called her in a fit of panic, thinking that your vagina was broken. Thankfully, your girl was still in working condition.
“No, we’d run the risk of mating and I really don’t want to deal with that shit,” you moaned in complaint, already thinking of the failure that was your last heat cycle.
You’d called your friend Namjoon and he accidentally got too involved with you and now things were only finally starting to return to normal. You truly valued a lot of your friendships far too much just to think about fucking getting in the way.
“Well, there is always-”
“No way in fucking hell Lisa,” you growled.
“He’s the only one that’s been through this with you before! I’m sure he’d come to help you out,” she said, leaning back against the couch.
“I’m not calling Chanyeol, I’d rather fuck my vibrators all weekend,” you said, huffing and crossing your arms over your chest.
“You know they’d never finish you off. You know how this works, Y/N,” she said. You groaned in annoyance and leaned your head against the back of your chair.
“I’m going to die of sexual frustration.”
“You won’t be the first young adult to do so.”
---
God you were horny as shit.
And math was boring as fuck. Your vibrators were looking awfully tempting sitting there in the closet while you stared at a bunch of functions that you honestly couldn’t give one shit about. Just as you were about to stand up and abandon your math homework for the night, there was a knock on your door.
“Yeah, come in,” you said, trying to not sound disappointed.
The door swung open to reveal your best friend of seventeen years, Min Yoongi.
“I decide to come all the way here to steal your ice cream and you can’t even sound excited to see me? What the fuck is this?” he said as he sat down on your bed with two spoons and your french vanilla ice cream sat on his lap.
“It’s me wanting to punch my professor in the face because of his stupid assignments,” you growled. Angry at the disruption in your evening plans, and the fact that Yoongi was stealing your ice cream.
Again.
“Something tells me that’s not the only reason,” he said, placing a spoon in front of you, tempting you towards the deliciousness of the frozen treat.
“I’d prefer to not tell you about it,” you said, cringing at the thought of explaining why you were so on edge to Yoongi.
“You on your period or something? Do I have to go buy you tampons again? Last time was a disaster,” he said, laying down on your sheets and stuffing a spoonful of vanilla in his mouth. You scoffed and thought back on that memory.
You’d been in bed all day because of horrible cramping and Lisa was out for the night at a friend’s party. You called Yoongi in a panic because you knew there weren’t any tampons or pads left in the house.
“Yoongi,” you whispered.
“What?” he said back into the phone. “You sound like shit, are you sick?” he asked.
“Kind of,” you said, thinking about the bodily process much more than you feasibly should’ve at the moment.
“Then why are you calling me? Get some rest and text me in the morning for an update,” he said, sounding further away from the phone.
“Hang on! Wait!” you shouted into the phone.
“Jesus fuck, what is it?” he asked, obviously done with your little charade.
“Can you help me please?” you whispered softly.
“Y/N? Are you alright? Did something happen?” he asked, sounding more and more concerned.
“I need you to go to the store and buy me pain killers, tampons and pads... Please,” you begged through the phone.
Silence floated over the receiver for a few moments.
“Yoongi? Min Yoongi? Did he hang up on me?” you asked more to yourself.
“You owe me for this, what kind do you need?”
You remember him stumbling through the door with a bunch of different kinds of feminine hygiene products and a receipt enough to make you faint. But, he insisted that he didn’t mind and offered to stay for the night incase you needed anything else.
Because that’s the kind of friend he was. He’d complain the whole fucking time if he didn’t want to do it, but if it meant something to you, he’d do it regardless.
Yoongi had been your friend for as long as you can remember.
You had gone to the same school together and you two had just sort of clicked. He didn’t really mesh well with other people and you understood that he needed his space. There were night when the two of you had stayed up the whole time and simply spoke about your dreams and what you wanted to do when you were older.
Other times you’d both do different things and not talk as much. Although, you’d never drifted too far away. Yoongi always had a way of showing up when you needed him to.
Prom night when your date had bailed on you and you were left crying in your living room until Yoongi showed up with a shitty bouquet and his mom's car for the night.
When you were certain you didn’t get into college and he appeared with your acceptance letter in hand, saying it was halfway down the street in a tree because of the windstorm from the night before.
“Wake up sleeping beauty,” Yoongi said, snapping his fingers in front of your face. You jumped in surprise. Yoongi gave you a smirk. “You were looking at me with a weird look on your face, think of something actually fun to do?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at you.
“Yoongi,” you said grasping his hands in yours. He gave you a confused look.
“Yeah?” he answered.
“You know I love you right? Being serious,” you said, tightening your grip on his hands.
“Of course. You keep french vanilla in your freezer even though mint chocolate chip is your favorite. You always find a way of making me laugh and you put up with me, not a lot of people would do that kiddo. I love you too, and don’t you forget it,” he said, rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles soothingly.
You sighed in relief and pulled him in for a tight hug. Yoongi was stunned at first, but quickly melted into your arms and rubbed your back comfortingly.
“Not that I don’t love our mushy moments, but what’s got you so emotional? Are you on your period? Do you have everything you need because I swear to fuck if I have to buy you one more goddamn back of tampons I might just-”
“I’m going into heat soon,” you said, laying all your cards out on the table. Yoongi froze and pulled away from you quickly.
“Like, need to fuck someone to death heat?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes,” you confirmed.
“Ew, why tell me that?” he whined.
“You’re the one who asked why I was emotional, that’d be why,” you said, shrugging and grabbing the spoon from between his legs and stuffing some ice cream in your mouth.
“Jesus,” he groaned. “I remember your first heat,” he said, laughing to himself. You flushed at the thought.
“Shut up, I don’t want to think of that,” you warned.
“The fact that you couldn’t resist little ole me? God, it was so funny,” he said.
“I would’ve done that to anybody. You try feeling so horny you could die.”
The two of you laughed.
It truly had been a mess. You had invited him over and you suddenly felt a rush of desperation. Suddenly you were stripping and you tripped over your discarded tank top and you wound up crying on your bedroom floor half naked with Yoongi trying desperately to comfort you.
“Man, no thanks. I don’t envy being you,” he said, chuckling.
“I think I’ll just get some suppressants. It’ll suck next time, but hey, at least hopefully by then I’ll have someone to help me,” you said, getting quiet.
“I still want to kill that fucker,” he growled, pulling you towards his chest. You sighed and shook your head.
“He isn’t worth it, I don’t even want to think about him,” you said.
The rest of the night the two of you were silent, just sitting in each others company.
---
The morning your heat was supposed to start you popped a couple suppressants.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Lisa shouted after you swallowed the pills.
“I can’t have it now, Lisa, if I do I’ll wind up doing something I regret,” you said, reaching for your backpack.
“Y/N, you know those aren’t good for you. Half the time they don’t even work!” she yelled.
“Those are only if you use them frequently. The last time I used these was, like, five or six years ago. Calm your tits Lisa, I’ll be fine. Have fun this weekend with your family, love you bye!” you yelled, just barely escaping on of her famous lectures.
You could already feel your sex drive going down and the relief of a clear head taking over.
---
Class went by uneventfully. You turned in your homework and was on your way out when you collided with somebody.
“Oh, sorry!” a sweet voice rang out.
“That’s okay I should’ve been paying attention-” you said, standing up.
“Oh... Hey, Y/N,” Chanyeol’s voice rang through your ears.
Suddenly you were thrown back into that night.
The night you came home to find him fucking another girl and boy in your living room.
How he looked at you while he was balls deep in another woman and had the audacity to ask if you wanted to join them.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” you growled, turning your back on him quickly and heading down the hall.
“Y/N, wait,” he shouted, running after you.
“Kiss my ass, Chanyeol,” you said, turning a corner quickly. He rushed after you and grabbed your wrist.
“You know I’d love to baby,” he said, pulling you towards him.
“I thought I told you to not touch me,” you said, wrenching your arm back.
“Can we just talk without you running in the other direction? I want to talk to you,” he said, sounding sincere. You sighed, and against your better judgment, stayed put.
“Fine, what?” you asked.
“I fucked up, I get that. I should’ve been more upfront about my desires and maybe we could’ve worked something out, but we should’ve done it together and not just me on my own trying to figure myself out. I’m sorry,” he said.
Desires...
You shuddered involuntarily at the word, a hot rush flooding your system. You shook your head and cleared your throat.
“Yes, you should have. Anything else?” you growled, looking at him like he was a roach with your boot’s name on him.
“Listen, I was thinking maybe we could try again. I really care about you, and we had a good time together. Life has been shitty since you left and I want to make more memories with you... Please baby, think about it. Think about us,” he said, reaching out to hold your face in his hands.
You remember his touch. How warm and inviting it used to be. How many nights had you fallen asleep in his arms with feather light kisses being placed upon your head.
How many times had he helped you with your heat?
Heat.
Heat.
It was so hot...
You removed his hands from your face and tried to focus on the situation.
“Chanyeol, listen to yourself. What we had was good, yes, but you fucked that all up when you started going behind my back and lying to me. Right to my fucking face, might I add. How am I supposed to trust you after that? After all that? I’ll never be able to feel secure with you. I’ll always feel like you’re not telling me the truth. I don’t want to be in that kind of relationship, Chanyeol. Not with anybody,” you stated, saying your peace.
He sighed and looked down at his boots.
“I won’t say I’m not disappointed, but I understand. I am truly sorry Y/N, I hope one day you can forgive me,” he said.
You rolled your eyes and went to move past him when a sudden rush of heat went through you, causing you to buckle and grip your stomach in pain.
“Y/N? Are you alright?” he asked, reaching towards you. Aggressively, you shoved him back and stood up shakily.
“Get, away from me,” you panted, gripping your stomach. You slowly slid down the wall and pressed your head against the cool brick.
“What’s wrong? Is it your stomach?” he asked, crouching beside you.
“I-I told you, to get away from me,” you said weakly.
“Wait, Y/N, when was your last heat?” he asked, placing his hand on your shoulder.
“None of your fucking business,” you growled, struggling to stand up.
“I can help you, I’ll take you home. Is Lisa there?” he asked. You sighed and stood up before starting to stalk down the hall, every once in a while gripping the wall for balance.
“Like hell I’d let you touch me like that ever again. You can go fuck yourself Chanyeol,” you said, walking out of the school.
---
You fell through the front door of your apartment and threw your bag on the floor.
All you needed was a few more suppressants. That’s all it was.
Slowly, you approached the counter where a little note sat.
Hey,
I threw out those danger pills.
Fuck it out of your system,
Love you bye!
Lisa
You gasped as another rush of heat flooded your system and you collapsed to the floor. It hurt so badly. You needed something.
Before you knew it your fingers were dialling the most familiar number.
“Yeah?” Yoongi’s voice echoed through the phone.
“Yoongi,” you moaned in agony.
“Y/N? What’s going on? Are you alright?” he asked.
“Help me, please,” you begged, tugging on your clothes desperately.
“Y/N? What’s going on? Are you hurt?”
“It hurts, Yoongi, please help me,” you pleaded.
“I’m on my way, hang on,” he said through the phone. The line went dead and you placed your forehead on the cool floor.
All you could think about was how badly you needed to be sorted out. You wanted it.
It hurt.
You tossed and turned on the floor, trying to find a comfortable position. The most comfortable position you could be in right now would be with a cock shoved deep in your weeping pussy.
Your stomach was on fire. The raw need in your core was miserable.
There was a ringing throughout the apartment.
“Y/N? Y/N! Babe!” Yoongi’s voice shouted as he ran towards you. “Babe? Are you alright, hey, look at me?” he pleaded, bringing you into his arms.
“Yoongi, please, help me,” you pleaded grabbing his forearms.
“You’re flushed, what’s going on? You’re burning up,” he said, placing his hands on your face.
“H-Heat,” you whined, wrapping your arms around his neck. Yoongi’s face paled as he looked down at you.
“Oh fucking shit,” he said, picking you up and carrying you to your room.
It was so hot, you just wanted to take off your clothes. Preferably with someone else taking your clothes off. Yoongi set you down slowly and placed his hand on your forehead.
“You’re burning up babe,” he said, more to himself. You grabbed his jacket collar and pulled him towards you, wanting the sensation of skin on skin.
“Yoongi, take your clothes off,” you whined, not enjoying the feeling of his denim jacket on your fingers.
“Hang on, Y/N,” he said, getting your finger untangled from his clothing. You watched as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and rapidly dialed a number.
“Yoongi? Why are you calling me?” Lisa’s voice rang through the phone.
“Lisa it’s hot!” you complained, pulling your jacket off.
“Lisa, what the fuck do I do with her?” Yoongi said, angrily.
“Um, fuck her probably,” she said with an unamused tone.
“Yeah, next option,” Yoongi growled.
“Sorry, sorry. Just saying, that’s the easiest option.”
“Lisa,” he said, growing impatient.
“Alright, I give. I threw out her suppressants because they were old and I didn’t want her taking those. But you could always go to the store and buy her some new ones, I don’t know how much they’re going to work. How far in is she?”
Yoongi looked at you, sweating on the bed and features flushed.
“She’s not looking good, I’ll tell you that much,” he said, rubbing his face.
“It might be too late then,” she announced.
“Too late for what?” Yoongi asked, looking down at you with concern.
“If the heat cycle has already started then she needs to be taken care of,” Lisa explained, sounding more worried than a few moments ago.
“What do you want me to do then? Who should I call?!” he yelled into the phone.
“Call Chanyeol, he’s the only one who knows what to do with her,” she said, deathly serious.
“No... I’d rather... die,” you said, gripping your stomach.
“She’s refusing,” Yoongi stated.
“She’s refusing? What do you mean? Girls on their heat don’t refuse anybody! It’s a biological function, she needs to have sex with someone!”
The word sex triggered something in you and suddenly the pain had doubled.
“Yoongi, it hurts,” you moaned, reaching out for him desperately.
“It’s alright, Y/N, just hang on. We’ll figure this out,” he said, smoothing your hair.
“I-I don’t want to have sex with Chanyeol... Please don’t make me,” you begged, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes.
“No baby, I won’t,” he comforted.
“Yoongi, you need to do something and fast,” Lisa warned.
“Well what the fuck do I do? Can’t I just give her a toy and let that be that?”
“No, girls need the release of a man to ease the pain. It’s the only way the natural process can be ebbed.”
“Fucking hell, of course it is,” Yoongi complained.
“Yoongi, either you call Chanyeol and let him sort her out, or you do it yourself,” Lisa said before hanging up.
“Lisa? Lisa! Fucking bitch!” he yelled, throwing his phone on the floor.
It was silent in the room, other than your heavy breathing.
Yoongi couldn’t think about it... He knew that if he took that step your friendship would never be the same. He couldn’t lose you, never. It’d break him.
But, he couldn’t let Chanyeol do this either.
“Y-Yoongi, please,” you begged, reaching for him. He sighed and placed his hand on your head.
“Y/N, do you want me to call Chanyeol, or do you want me to take care of you?” he offered, petting your hair soothingly.
“You, Yoongi. You’ll help me, you always do,” you whimpered.
“And you’re aware of how I’m going to help you, right?”
“Yoongi, cut the shit and take off your clothes,” you said weakly.
He scrambled to comply, pulling his jacket off and his shirt, revealing his chest to you. You pulled off your shirt as well, throwing it onto the floor and reaching out for your best friend. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head tenderly.
“I’m going to make this all go away, alright? I’ll help you in anyway I can, forever,” he said. You smiled and ran your hands down his back, already feeling relief from the skin on skin contact.
“Yoongi,” you whimpered into his ear. He sighed and kissed your jawline tenderly, sucking on the sensitive skin there. You moaned softly at the contact and gripped his shoulders tightly.
“Lie back for me, yeah?” he asked. You eagerly complied, laying down on your back and watching as Yoongi crawled towards you. He unzipped your shorts and pulled them down your legs quickly, not wanting to keep you waiting.
Finally your pants were off and Yoongi looked at your center. You were fucking drenched. Yoongi wasn’t sure if he should feel embarrassed or turned on at the sight in front of him. You grabbed the edge of your panties and pulled them off of yourself, flinging the offending material somewhere else. Yoongi watched and flushed red. He’d seen you in various states of undress in the past, but never something to this scale.
He couldn’t help himself from leaning forward towards your center and placing a soft kiss right above your aching clit.
“Yoongi, don’t tease me, please,” you pleaded.
“Um, are you particularly sensitive down here? I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered, his hot breath ghosting over your aching center.
“Yoongi if your don’t eat me out right now I’m going to choke you out with my thighs, hurry up!” you whined. He nodded and quickly dove in. You gasped in pleasure and tangled your fingers in his hair. Yoongi licked your center tentatively, wanting nothing more than to help his friend.
Even if it meant doing less than ‘friendly’ activities with you.
“Is this right? Do you like it like-hmmf!” Yoongi exclaimed as you wrapped your thighs around his shoulders and pulled him back to your center.
“Whatever you do to me I’ll like, please, just get on with it,” you moaned. Yoongi nodded and went back to your center. Licking a long stripe up your slit with his warm tongue had you gripping the sheets in pleasure.
He groaned slightly at the taste of you on his tongue, he had no idea you’d taste this good. It was almost worrying how much he was actually starting to enjoy this. You were his best friend, and you needed his help right now. That’s all this was. Just a friend helping his friend. But, he couldn’t deny how sweet you tasted and how every moan you made sent a jolt straight to his groin.
The pressure in his jeans was becoming too much to ignore at this point. Yoongi pressed a sweet kiss to your clit before raising to his knees and undoing the button and zipper on his jeans.
You flew up to pull your bra off while Yoongi struggled to get his skinny jeans off. You couldn’t help but giggle at the two of you, struggling to get out of your clothes like Virgin teens. Yoongi glared down at his pant leg as he wound up having to sit on the floor to get it off.
“God, now I know why women wear skirts, they’re ten times easier to get off than these stupid pants,” he complained, throwing the jeans to the other side of the room. He stood up and you saw the tent in his boxers.
“Come here,” you begged, reaching out for him. Yoongi crawled back onto the bed and wrapped his arms around you in a tight embrace.
“Y/N, I’m nervous,” he whispered into your hair.
“I am too, but, I feel like I might die if I don’t have you right now,” you breathed against his neck. He shuddered at the sensation of your warm breath across his skin.
“I’m going to make it go away, alright? I’ll help you, always,” he said, without looking at you. You smiled slightly. He’d never say anything like that to your face. He was far too embarrassed of himself already. You bit your lip, trying to fight back the childish smile that was threatening to cross your face. But, the reality of the situation hit back full force.
The searing pain in your stomach wrenched through you like a freight train.
“Ah!” you screamed, holding yourself in hopes of making the pain lessen.
“Y/N? Are you alright?” Yoongi asked, touching your head.
“I-I need you, now. Hurry up, Yoongi, please,” you pleaded. He nodded and removed his boxers, letting his erection spring free. Your eyes widened at the sight of it. He wasn’t the biggest you’d ever seen, nor was he the smallest. However, the way the veins wrapped around his length and how red the tip was, you couldn’t believe how clear headed he was still.
“Condom,” he mumbled to himself before going towards his jeans again.
“No,” you stopped him by grabbing his wrist. He gave you a quizzical look.
“As much as I care about you I’m not risking you getting pregnant,” he stated firmly.
“I won’t, we aren’t mating. B-but I need your, uh... I need you to finish inside me for the heat t-to end,” you said, blushing madly.
“Oh, Lisa did say something about that didn’t she...” Yoongi trailed off, looking at his jeans once more before looking back towards you. “Alright,” he said, opening your legs and shuffling between them. He teased you by rubbing his cock up and down your slit to get it wet.
“Please,” you whispered, grabbing his hand and interlocking your fingers. Yoongi simply nodded before guiding himself with his other hand and pushing forwards, his length slowly being wrapped in your tight heat.
“Oh fuck,” he breathed, letting his head drop slowly. You moaned loudly at the sensation of being filled so entirely. The pain in your weeping core being replaced by innumerable amounts of pleasure. He could feel your walls tightening around him, wanting more and more.
He gives the two of you a moment to adjust to the overwhelming sensation of being connected like this. Yoongi never thought that he would ever be in this position with you, but God was it hard to just think of you as his friend right now. You looked so good with his cock inside of you... Your sweet pussy stretching to accommodate his girth. The sight was almost enough to send him over, but he looked towards the ceiling, trying not to focus on the erotic scene displayed before him.
“Yoongi,” you whined, tightening your grip on his hand.
“You good?” he asked, looking down at you. The thought of you being in pain helping to stave off his pleasure clouded mind. You nodded furiously, the very prospect of him stopping enough to make you panic.
“I’m so good. God you feel so good inside me, please don’t stop,” you pleaded. Yoongi groaned at your phrasing and bucked his hips forwards in response. You groaned at the sensations sparking inside of you. Finally, you could feel your heat ebbing at act of being filled so completely.
“Jesus, fuck... You’re so tight,” Yoongi moaned. He couldn’t believe he was there. Fucking his best friend of his whole life. He was worried that it’d be to awkward for him to enjoy. Boy was he wrong. The feeling of you tightening around him and gripping his cock, your body practically begging him to keep going. The soft whimpers that you were letting out as he continued to move his hips into you.
“Yoongi, please, harder,” you begged, gripping his shoulder.
“You want it harder? You sure?” he questioned in a teasing manner.
“I swear to God if you don’t start doing more work I’m going to use you for my own pleasure,” you growled, digging your nails into his porcelain flesh. He grunted at the burn of his skin being torn open, but it only egged him towards his decision.
“Alright babe, you asked for it. Don’t complain to me if you can’t walk for the next few days,” he chuckled before picking up his pace.
“Girls don’t like cocky men in the bedroom,” you stated before letting out a sharp yelp towards a particularly hard thrust.
“You seem to be enjoying it,” Yoongi teased, leaning forwards and placing wet kisses on your collarbone. You wanted to be sassy and tell him to shove it, but all you could do was mewl at the warm tingle that his lips left on your skin.
Yoongi’s pace was brutal and unforgiving as he plowed into you like it was his only prerogative. The lewd sound of skin slapping on skin was so loud it challenged your screams you were letting loose in response to Yoongi’s dick continuing to ravage your aching womanhood.
“Fuck baby, I’m close,” Yoongi groaned into your hair while he grabbed your breast harshly and twisted your nipple in a pleasurable manner.
“Oh, shit! Give it to me,” you pleaded, grabbing his shoulders as he rocked into you with brusing strength.
When you saw Yoongi shirtless you’d never thought he’d be this strong. But you could already tell that you were in for some serious bruising once the heat had subsided, and the adrenaline from your actions had finally worn off. Although you were still on cloud nine at the moment, feeling everything from Yoongi’s fingers rubbing your throat in a tempting manner and the way that he played with your breasts. It was too much. Too much stimulation, and you were so close... But he needed to finish first...
“Yoongi, cum inside me, please,” you begged, gripping his hand that was on your breast.
“I-I’m working on it,” he groaned, kissing you desperately before his thrusts began to get less precise. His cock was throbbing harshly inside of you.
“Please, Yoongi,” you whined, gripped his shoulder. He gasped and kissed your jawline gently.
“Oh, fuck, I’m cumming,” he grit out.
Yoongi’s whole body tensed and you felt a piercing heat flood your womanhood. Finally, the aching sensation in your lower body released and you cried out once more as an aftershock trembled through you. You clenched involuntarily around his length, pulling more of him inside of yourself. A choked off gasp escaped him as he rested his head your shoulder, panting into your neck. You brought your hand up and ran your fingers through his hair in a soothing manner.
Silence fell over the two of you as the high of your orgasms began to melt away, and reality came crashing down on you.
You had just had sex with your best friend since childhood.
However you couldn’t find yourself regretting it. You trusted Yoongi more than a majority of the people in your life. He had treated you with care and helped you when you needed him.
Yoongi brought you back to the reality by kissing your shoulder and up to your lips, placing delicate pecks to your lips. You smiled lightly and wrapped your arms around his neck giving him a proper kiss. He rested his hands on your hips and rubbed soothing circles into your skin with his thumbs.
Finally, Yoongi pulled out and walked into your bathroom to grab a washcloth. When he returned he cleaned you up and threw the dirtied cloth into your laundry. You reached out your arms for him and he crawled back into bed with you.
“Y/N,” he started after a couple minutes.
“Yeah?” you answered, keeping your eyes closed.
“Are we still friends?”
“Can we be more than friends?”
“Will you buy me more vanilla ice cream?”
“Yeah.”
“Then sure.”
You smiled when Yoongi placed a kiss on your lips. However, the kiss caused the stirring in your lower stomach to come back with a vengeance.
“Yoongi, it hurts again,” you whined, gripping your stomach.
“Already?!”
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Pairing: King(AgustD) White Bengal Tiger Hybrid Yoongi x Servant Chital Deer Hybrid f. Reader
Genre: Smut, NSFW
Warnings: Smut, language, dirty talk, oral sex (m & f recieving), fingering (f receiving), penetrative sex, unsafe sex (be smart yall!), threesome (ffm and reader is not a part of it directly), voyeurism/exhibitionism, light choking but not really just more firmly grasping the throat, over stimulation, squirting, cream pie, cum play, servant/royalty dynamics, hunter/prey dynamics, kissing
Word Count: 4,258
Your father’s gambling problem worsened when your mother left for a more strapping younger buck. She left you and your father behind like nothing. Falling into bad habits hard, your father gained so much debt some men came to your house demanding payment. Unable to pay, your father offered you up as collateral. Kicking and screaming, you were pulled out of your home. Not only crying pleas to the men taking you away, but also towards your father who sold you off like it was nothing; just like your mother. You wanted none of this, and it wasn’t yours to pay.
Now here you are as a servant in the castle. All the funds you would make go to pay off your father’s debt. There are not any other does in the castle, making you scared and often staring at your surroundings with large eyes. Your large ears twitch at the slightest sound too. It isn’t until you run around a corner, fluffy white and brown tail raised as you scramble across the floor, to stay out of sight from the large wolf officials that you meet your first friend.
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Jungkook: No Fun (1) 🔞
You're nothing special.
Tags/Warnings: Hybrid AU, Bunny hybrid!Jungkook, Idol!Jungkook, Idol!Bangtan, Bunny hybrid!Reader, Angst, strangers to ???
Wordcount: 2k (short)
Additional Chapter Warnings: jungkook's hella two-faced, smut, protected (condom), Dom!Jungkook, slight fluff?, hybrid behavior (scenting, marking, grooming/bonding), reader is a little oblivious in this, manhandling, pls kids use lube thanks
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When he steps into the hotel room rented, you're standing up from your spot on the couch- and his attention is definitely caught at the sight of you.
You pleasantly fit his personal ideal physically, from first glance. He smiles to himself as he closes the door, walking towards you before he bows politely while you do the same. "Uhm.. sit down, I- I feel like talking first is important." He explains, and you do so, sitting down at the edge of the small sofa, whereas he sits in the opposite corner of it to make you comfortable. "...one might think I wouldn't be so awkward every time." He chuckles a bit, picking on his face a bit, and you shake your head.
"Its fine." You say, and his eyes practically zoom in on not just your lips, but the sound of your voice.
It's a jackpot this time, he thinks, as he thinks about you sitting here. You smell nice- soft, not too overbearing, very gentle and not artificial, so it must be your natural scent mixed with whatever detergent you use for your laundry. Your skin looks soft to the touch, delicate, warm, and your voice has a pleasant tune to it, natural and unforced as you speak.
He can't wait to have you pinned underneath him.
With a pretty face, he might even make an exception to his usual routine and favors, and fuck you missionary just to look at you. "So uhm.. how does this work.?" You ask, hands fiddling with your skirt a little, fabric cheap but well-sewn together. He likes that you wear stockings, pale pink one's that accentuate your legs. The top you wear seems a lot more expensive; soft, but a little worn down. You probably have worn this for years by now- and he would like to maybe even steal it as a souvenir.
He could just pretend it got mixed up in the hotel laundry. He'll buy you something new instead.
"Usually we talk first you know. Like.. what you like, what you don't like, stuff like that." He says. "What's your name?" He asks, making sure to have his body leaning into your direction to seem interested and invested in your answer. It's always the same the first time, after all; and he can't risk his reputation like this either. He needs to uphold his image of the pure romantic lover that everybody has of him-
Anything else doesn't sell well, after all.
"Y/N." You introduce yourself, finally looking at him. Your gaze quickly evades however, unable to hold the strong one he sends you, dark doe eyes fixed on you. He carefully reaches out to move your fave back towards him.
"Hey no-" he softly says. "-just pretend I'm no one special." He says. This route is the safest he knows, and he really doesn't want to scare you off. "Do you need a moment? We can eat something first if you'd like to." He offers, and you nod, needing to calm down first. He nods as well, smiling boyishly before he stands up to pick up the hotel phone to order room service. "What would you like? You can just point, no worries." He whispers as he holds the phone speaker shut. "And don't worry about the price either." He grins.
You swallow at the numbers on the side, but comply to his wish, pointing at some things you'd like.
You're neither trying to be cheap, nor do you order typical diet-food. His fondness of you grows with every moment, it seems, as his bunny tail wiggles while he orders. You're a bit jealous at that; you yourself still struggle to order a mere pizza over the phone, eternally grateful for online ordering these days so you don't have to talk to anyone directly. Phone calls creep you out.
But then again, he's an idol; and known to be fearless, despite his hybrid species.
Physically, he fits the perfect buck however, in your hybrid perspective of things at least. Well taken care of body, not too tall, strong thighs, shiny fur on both his tail and ears. His eyes are round and expressive, he's known to be determined and competitive, not shying away from any challenge or be scared easily. You're not the standard- but he doesn't seem to mind at all.
But then again; maybe he was already in a different state of mind. Maybe he didn't care at all.
But the way he makes sure you eat and become more relaxed around him makes you doubt that. He's nice, not overly sweet to you, playfully arguing on some things you talk about as you feel yourself become more comfortable. He notices too- food at this point not as delicious as he knows you probably taste. Your scent changes- becoming more and more enticing, less possible to ignore to him, but he manages to finish his food at least, letting himself sit for a minute.
"My best friend- she's a lynx-hybrid." You giggle. He likes that sound; it's unforced, cute, but in a natural way. "People made fun of us in school a lot. Called me red riding hood and her the wolf." You tell him, and he chuckles.
He doesn't have stories like that- after all, his school days were cut short by a lot, and when he did went, people wanted to befriend him only for their own gain.
"But she's really sweet. She means well." He doesn't like the way you talk about that friend. While his rational mind is sure she really is just a friend, his inner heat makes him feel competitive against her- as if he needs to prove himself to be better. In what exactly, he's not sure. But then again, he's sure there's no competition in any way, no matter which one.
You both casually move to the bed, at first merely laying next to each other, before you end up closer, and you're finally close enough for jungkook to get an actual taste of your scent properly. It makes him run his nose over the crook of your neck, leaving his own a little, before he tests the waters, kissing slightly. You giggle, and his ears flick into your direction.
He's got you.
And it doesn't take much other than him positioning himself above you, lips catching yours in kisses that turn more and more feverish with every second passing for you to fall into full heat. At this point, he's comfortable, knowing that he's got what he wanted, excitement drumming through him as his inked hand helps in undressing you.
He hopes he remembers that top when you're both done.
Right now he's not sure how long it'll take him- but he can feel it with the way he's aching almost painfully that this time, it'll be a long one. He tries hard not to rip any of your clothing, usually a lot more careless, but you seem rather delicate, so he doesn't want to jinx it with you. He's heard of hybrids snapping out of their heat-mindset before- and he really doesn't want that with you.
He's too close to loose you now.
"I need to be inside you." He huffs out, hands running over your body as if they can't decide where to place themselves. Your breasts are so soft to his touch, he can't help but let his inked hand knead one a little, thumb flicking over your nipple just to get a reaction out of you. You're squirming at this point, kicking out impatiently like the bunny you are, and he chuckles at the sight, before he finally rids himself of his underwear.
His hand knows the drawer where the condoms are placed in, fingers quick to unwrap it before he lines himself up. But he quickly realizes that that's not going to work the way he anticipated, fingers toying with you for a moment to see if it's a good idea to just go in like that.
It's not.
"You're so tight, fuck.." he mumbles to himself, as you look at him a bit worried. "..don't worry, I'll be gentle." Thats a lie. He'll keep himself in check until he knows you can take it, would be a better word for it. He squirts some lube onto his length, running his hand over it before he uses the remnants on his fingers to run over your entrance. You jump a bit from the cold feeling of it. "Its always cold for some reason, that stuff, isn't it?" He jokes, smiling, before he leans down to kiss you. "Dont worry though-" he says, before he slowly pushes himself in. "-I'm warm."
If only you knew.
But for now, as he lazily moves, your scent and sounds all intoxicating to him, you can believe whatever you want. You're his in this moment, no one else's, and he's going to make sure to make love to you in ways no one else will be able to. Your lynx-friend can fuck you six ways till Sunday with a strap on for all he cares; he knows you'll still crave him after this.
It's the effect he has on people.
The bed squeaks in protest as he picks up his pace, hands gripping your thighs rather tightly to keep you close to him, while you whimper in pleasure, back arched and head thrown back into the pillows. You're so pretty, better than any picture of the new female hybrids that debuted recently. Simply because he knows you're real, all your little bumps and curves, all the bits and pieces that are shamed in the industry belong to you and make you so enticing to him.
Your thighs lay softly over his own, flesh easy to grip and hold, features just like nature had intended for them to look like. There's nothing artificial about the way you kive, feel, whine underneath him, breasts moving with every snap of his hips into you. He's practically growling under his breath as you begin to clench around his length, his own high approaching rapidly.
He wonders how you cum.
So he leans over you, hand holding your hips while the other one reaches between you two, toying with your pearl, making you moan out so deliciously his ears can't help but stay focused on the sound to catch it all. You push your head back, back lifting off the mattress below as your toes curl, legs shaking in pleasure. It's a sight he wants to burn into hid mind, he wants to record it and use it to get off in the future because fuck.
You're so beautiful like this, and he can't help himself as he pulls out, practically ripping the condom off of his length to finish himself off into your stomach and up to your chest, seed escaping him in ropes that stain your skin in his scent.
You don't seem to mind, and he didn't expect you to, either.
Instead, you willingly let him run his fingers through the mess, mind hazy from your afterglow as you accept his actions as care and affection.
He himself feels high for a second as the smell of sex fills the room, fills his mind as he leans down to lick a stripe up between your breasts, before he sloppily kisses your jaw, your neck, your cheek- before laying down, uncaring of the messy state you're in. No, right now he wants to cuddle with you, the hotel staff will take care of the stained sheets.
And he'll take care of you.
soobin + hybrid pls :33
⭑ warnings; hybrid!au, sub!soobin, blowjob, breeding, impregnation kink (this is filth good god), big dick soob, dubious consent somno
⭑ send in a small prompt with the format of (member) + (nsfw prompt) and ill write you a small drabble!
owning soobin as your eccentric bunny hybrid who goes around humping literally everything you own, his favorite being your poor couch. you'd have to stop the poor thing from unknowingly going at it on your leg in pure daylight or when guests are over, thankfully after a while he learnt to control that part of himself, saving you from anymore future awkward encounters in public. you've searched and looked all over the internet for anything to help tone it down just a little bit but every pill that promises to get rid of it completely only does so for an hour or two before your bunny starts it again like the horn dog he is.
using your mouth on soobin was a home remedy that surprisingly worked for longer than a few hours and you're beyond surprised, he loves it. 'not gonna play with you like this again if you continue ruining my couch bun, know that right?' he nods and nods and he doesn't stop, his tongue out panting so dumbly as you squeeze the base of his bunny dick, satisfied with his obedience. so that marks the day you dump out all the useless vitamins and pills, emptying your bathroom vanity.
of course, all this really does is get him obsessed with you sucking off his dick, retaliating by ruining your couch even more. does he like the feeling of you punishing him? does he know that you're weak to his eyes and you always give in the week of denying his begging and pleading? yeah, you needed to practice some self discipline--your knees would thank you.
when week two comes around, and soobins sulking around everyday, trying his best to get you to give in, because he's so so addicted to the warmth of your mouth the moment you had got on your knees for him but you're really strict this time and he feels like he could cry. it gets even worse when he feels a fire in his tummy in the middle of the night, heating up rather quickly, and he groans. heat period, now of all days.
he really is cursed but bunny!soob is unhinged, he can't stand being hornier than usual so what does he do? he goes to your room, tries to think over his options but fuck it, he goes in, climbs in your bed, as careful as he can, he tries to make it quick, just a little bit of your warmth and your scent and god, he clumsily pulls down your panties in one go, dick standing up tall, rubbing against your cheeks and he's already sent to overdrive. you're murmuring, moving a little bit. when he looks over to check your face you're not opening your eyes, he sighs. he'd definitely get punished for life for this so he swears he won't cum at all and if he feels that he would, he's running straight to the bathroom.
unfortunately bun soobin isn't known for having self control, so when he's done prepping, rubbing your core and collecting at your arousal, he doesn't let your body get used to his cock, bottoming out, stretching you out to unimaginable degrees. if you pretend to be sleeping before, you aren't now.
"s-soobin, shit, d-do you wanna--get punished?"
he ignores all your threats to taking away his little blowjob privilege because this is a hundred times better, this is heaven. bunny soobin who really doesn't stop, he can't, he physically can't, his thrusts are erratic yet it felt like his stuffing cock was hitting your womb each time. you feel so full already, you weren't ready for what comes next. soobin promised to himself he won't cum, he can't or you'd kill him, but he's too far gone, his eyes rolling back as he feels his high coming rather quick. "wanna fuck a baby into you, please let me-- 'm cumming, cumming!"
he can't hear your protests-- it's all background white noise, he's just fucking into you, sopping sounds coming from your pussy as he mewls, your ass feels like it's bruised with how hard he slams into you, bunny's just sooo so obsessed with your cunt. and when he eventually cums, and you then later, he doesn't stop. you're passed overstimulation with how much he filled you up, and yet he still keeps going and going, switching positions with him hovering over you with your legs pressed to your chest like all you were was a breeding bitch for him to spill his load in. all hybrid!bunny soobin does the night is plan to fill you up with his seed, cute scut twitching every time he jizzes lol >_<
NSFW
So hybrid bulls and cows are actually separate species in MY fantasy world, not male and female.
So you work on a farm specializing in male cows and bulls, the only woman that’s allowed there due to… how the hybrids behave around any females.
You milk them… but not in the normal way. As the only woman on the farm, you’re the only one they’ll allow to milk their cocks. They produce a special semen that’s a milk alternative, and very yummy!
The cow’s are fine enough, following you around and nuzzling into you, wanting cuddles and extra attention when you’re milking them… they behave so well, blushing and mooing softly, gently moving their hips against your hand as you milk their cocks dry.
The bulls however… are a different story. They’re very territorial and protective over the cow hybrids, who they’ve formed a friendship with. They don’t like most people, and tend to be loners that only come around when it’s milking time.
But your pay is upgraded when the farm owners notice that the bulls have started warming up to you, even starting to treat you like a heifer, keeping you safe and guarding you from the other employees.
It wasn’t a surprise to anyone but you when the bulls started being a bit… too handsy with you. They viewed you as a heifer now… but you were so small compared to any female cow they’d ever seen. A runt, stunted, maybe…
But you had that chubby tummy and plush hips, those plump breasts that would look so pretty full of milk…
Within a month of starting work, you find yourself being bent over by one of the bulls, the cows mooing in distress and trying to comfort you as a fat cock enters your cunt.
“D-don’t be rough with her! She’s little!” one of the cows protests, stroking your hair and cooing softly to you. The bull huffs, hot air hitting the back of your neck as he fucks into you.
“Being as gentle as possible… little thing, couldn’t take me being rough even if I wanted to be…”
Your cunt was stuffed full with cum, several bulls mounting you until you were a blubbering mess. Once the bulls were done, you were surrounded by cows, getting kisses and snuggles… but they wanted to mate as well…
They pressed down on your belly, cum pooling between your legs as they cooed and gently fucked their own seed into you. By the end of the work day, you were spent, curled up in the hay with several cow hybrids as the bulls guarded the door.
You were payed handsomely for your efforts, and offered an even bigger paycheck to let them mount you at least once a week to let out their sexual frustrations.
They became more territorial around you, but when you weren’t in the picture, the bulls were much calmer and didn’t attack anyone that brought out food or came to give them check ups.
And when you became pregnant… well… let’s just say you were tucked away in the barn, living there with the cows and bulls as your belly grew heavy and swollen.
The cows tended to you, making sure you received all the human comforts you wanted along with their endless affections, and the bulls kept you safe.
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A/N: omg… ask me more about this concept because… I’m in love
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