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ftm-udders · 2 days
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mutuals if u ever wanna talk to me this is ur permission bc i always feel annoying for messaging others first
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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cant stop thinking about being fucked and bred in a mating press. my swollen tclit being smushed against them as they pump their cock into my pussy. when they finally cum, their balls pulsate against my entrance as they’re completely buried inside of me. emptying themselves deep into my hole. im fucking dying to be a fleshlight for somebody. its pathetic how desperately i need a fucking cock to stir me up.
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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tw eggpregg
Tentacle dildos but not silicone molded into tentacles shapes—actual alive tentacles the size of a dildo, some bigger, some smaller, that you have to keep and care for like anemones in an aquarium. They love wet and warm crevices because they're used to laying their eggs in them. Since they've been domesticated for the general market, they've developed a symbiotic relationship with humans. When removed from the water, they search your body for that warm hole to breed, glide into your ass or pussy and start fucking you until they come inside you. The eggs will develop and leave your body eventually, requiring an additional one-week incubation period. Once they have hatched, they grow fairly quickly into full-sized tentacles and boom, you got yourself a dozen more that compete for your holes.
If you're not into the whole eggpregg business—they recently crossbred two types of tentacles whose come is sterile. They have been cleared and declared as safe, but the crossbreeding resulted in some unforeseen side-effects. Tentacles that came once or twice per session now have a seemingly unlimited amount of come that they shoot into you until they tire, and the slippery mess it makes has been declared a safety hazard by several consumers now.
If you're not in for the clean-up, you can have them fuck you during their infertile period, which lasts about two weeks. Their self-lubrication is not as active during that time, making for an interesting textural experience, especially with the bumpy ones. But be careful—while infertile, they simply won't finish and just keep fucking you, which can lead to some very long sessions that some customers have called ‘too intense’.
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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imagine though, getting a job in an hr department to be the company doll. they keep you in a storeroom with all the things that people are allowed to use on you on their breaks. when there's a tough shift people come piling in to use you, and when they're done they go back to work satisfied. meanwhile the hr team keeps you in the right 'mindset' to carry on being pleasing.
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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All I want is to be sound asleep, and have someone softly part my legs. Tease my clit and watch me squirm and whimper in my dreams. Unable to stop themselves, thrust into my tight little pussy as I'm none the wiser, enjoying what has to be just a pleasant dream, right?
Use my hole and fill it up with hot sticky cum, then just leave me there, leaking and wondering why I ache so pleasantly.
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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reblog if you’re in the mood for anons rn
Always
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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Truth or Dare, but it's just an excuse to learn your weaknesses and trauma while making you do increasingly fucked up things.
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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You've just ended your shift earlier, as contractions have been hitting you all evening. Your bump dropped noticeably down. In the middle of a tram ride home you suddenly feel your mucus plug coming off. You think you can still hold off with laying your clutch but you quickly realise that unlike normal births, you won't have to dialate as much. Great, now on top of your body's liquids already leaking into your pants, you also have to deal with the eggs already entering your birth canal. You Try desperately to not let any out, purposefully blocking your opening with the chair you're sitting on. Hoping no one sees your struggle. There's the first one, another contraction washes over, you feel another one squeezing through your cervix. You desperately count the stations it takes for you to get home, rubbing your belly as you try not to push, yet your body seems to get the better of you. They're starting to descend lower slowly starting to stretch your pussy, making place for the rest to come. Soon you stop counting how many of them are crowding your birth canal.
The time comes, you need to stand up with your slime soaked pants and a clutch just waiting to escape your body. You do so carefully as to not let any out yet but gravity does it's thing, when you tense your body to stop, you feel the first egg crowning, feeling it stretching you makes you since in pain. You waddle to the exit holding your contracting belly, as a realisation hits, getting to your flat will be the hardest thing ever.
Your instincts are telling you to bear down and push, right here and there, but you're trying to hold it off. Through the soaked clothes you try and push it back, but there's just not enough space inside. You start walking faster, knowing you can't hold on for much longer. For a second you feel the uncomfortable feeling of crowning go, but that's when you realise there's now an egg lodged in your panties. As you walk you feel it massaging your cunt, slowly giving you a semblance of pleasure in the pain of fighting your birthing body. You feel more fluids gushing out of you, another one starts to make its way out of the crowded birth canal, people seem concerned with your pain, looking at your gravid form.
You feel more pressure building up in you, praying for the elevator to move faster. You rush into your apartment, slamming the door behind you. Before you can calmly take your clothes off, you give in to the urge to squat down and push. A long scream escaped your lips, your body just expelled three eggs at once. You can't even continue dressing down, as you push again and again, each time gushing out even more of your brood. Finally, it's over. You look down at your clutch and a freshly ruined pair of jeans, still shocked about it, now just waiting for the hatch date.
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ftm-udders · 2 days
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"My daughter is fine!" Your son wants to be pumped full of eggs against his will
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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guess whos got his egg out again~
i've been shoving it in and trying to push it out while i keep my hand blocking its exit and holy shit i could do this all day
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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on my egg birth denial shit again
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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Been horny finally and all I want is to get roughly bred and stretched out on cock, pressed full of huge eggs in my stomach and my womb so all I am for a few weeks is a seedbed leaking milk
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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I think some people are just meant to be full time seedbeds, yknow. Bound in a humid, little burrow with their legs tied straight up and open for their salacious captor to nestle itself between and get its cock wet. Looking up at its freakish face shocked and open-mouthed as it buries its fat, full, ovipositor inside of them, getting chest to chest before it begins thrusting.
They don’t want to, but they stutter and moan as the thing’s deep fucking rocks them back and forth, the gravity slamming their ass down against its hips extra hard. It only pauses when its cock swells and begins pumping out round eggs into its pretty, helpless, host; letting its long tongue slip across the human’s face and into their slacked mouth. They squirm in their binds as their belly starts rounding out to brush up against the creature’s stomach. Then it’s on to fertilize them, roll its hips faster, grind them into theirs as its cock gushes sticky seed.
Unable to break free, it leaves them dazed from the orgasmic feeling of pushing out its well developed eggs that’s doubled when it greedily shoves its cock back in as soon as they’re finished laying. Throwing their head back with a yowl as it repeats the process again with just as much vigor, making them cum their brains out as it plants another clutch.
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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i have no idea how long i've been trapped in this tentacle's cave. i only went in to seek shelter from the rain, but it was a very enthusiastic host; taking off my soaked clothes, cradling my tired body with its limbs, massaging every inch of my sore body. and then, of course, it started working itself into my holes. i was so relaxed i hardly noticed the eggs being pumped into my womb until a small bump, maybe equivalent to a couple months of a normal pregnancy, appeared on my navel.
now, my belly has swollen dramatically, so heavy i look full term even though i'm sure its nowhere near nine months. i've been completely pampered, the tentacles alternating between cradling and caring for me, and fucking me so hard i see stars. no matter what though, they always keep my holes full. i've never been more content.
a dull ache in my abdomen stirs me out of my comfortable haze of having my clit lazily rubbed by one of the tentacles. it seems to notice my discomfort, and ups its efforts at pleasuring me. the sensations of the tentacle on my clit feel electrifying, the pleasure completely masking whatever was going on, and i find myself moaning loudly, arching my back into the monster as i make a pathetic attempt at rocking my hips. its impossible for me to actually move that much, the combination of the tentacles holding me and my egg filled belly weighing me down proving too much for my body to be able to move much at all.
the tentacles in my holes start slowly thrusting in and out of me, and its not long before my hole is clenching around them as i scream in pleasure, i'm so sensitive all the time now that it doesn't take much for me to cum, and when i do a flood of fluids gushes out of my constantly soaked pussy. the pressure in my navel is worse now, only barely overshadowed by the tentacles fucking me through my orgasm.
its only when my second orgasm comes and i can feel a weight going lower down my body that i realise whats happening. the pressure has only gotten worse, and i can feel my body urging me to push. i pant and moan as i attempt to bear down, but the tentacles still thrust deep into me, interrupting my attempts as they fuck me so hard i can't help but pause my efforts as my body clenches and shakes with pleasure. the feeling of being fucked by the tentacles mingles with the eggs attempted to force their way out, leaving me feeling more stretched and well fucked than i ever have before.
i reach my third orgasm screaming with the weight of both it and a contraction, struggling to push even as it feels oh so good. if it weren't for my bodies instincts urging me to get the eggs out, i could probably stay like this, at least for a little longer. but they're so heavy and have settled in my birth canal, uncomfortably stuck as they keep me stretched wide, visible bumps on my belly highlighting their progress. one more good contraction and push and i can feel it lower to where the tentacle has been fucking into me. maybe now it'll realise whats happening and leave my pussy? it doesn't, instead opting to thrust even deeper into me, pushing the egg it connected with (and the line of eggs behind it) back up into me. i scream as the furthest back one to have escaped my cervix gets pushed back through it, it's weight settling once again in my womb.
it feels like an eternity i stay like this, locked in a battle with my own body and the tentacle monster that molded my body to its own desires. everytime i manage to push the eggs down through my birth canal, the tentacle fucks them back into me.
i have no idea how long its been, i've had countless orgasms (no doubt the best orgasms i will ever have), i've seen the light fluctuate with the passing of days so many times i've lost count, i've completely lost the energy to push, letting my body go entirely limp as i succumb to the tentacles, the only thing allowing the eggs to make any progress being the contractions still wracking my body and forcing it to push.
if i wasn't so out of it, i could have cried with relief when the tentacle finally removed itself from my ruined hole, moving to rub my throbbing clit as my body shuddered through another contraction, one that was thankfully unimpeded by the tentacle. it still took some time to get them all the way down, i was still too tired to push and had to rely on my contractions and instincts, but i finally could feel the first egg started to crown in my pussy. it felt strange, i could feel myself bulging as another contraction came and pushed it forward even further. i gasped at the feeling of being stretched so wide and involuntarily clenched, holding the egg in place at what must have been its widest point. the tentacle started rubbing my clit gently, attempting to relax me, and another contraction soon came that allowed me to lay my first egg. i could only hope its siblings came easier
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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[image id: a set of three, cartoon orange tentacles on a white background. there is text on top of and underneath the tentacles, which reads, "if youre cold, theyre cold / put them in your holes" /end ID]
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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"I just gonna scroll for a few mins and relax and... oh god my pussy is so wettttttttt"
Oops.
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ftm-udders · 9 days
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This adventurer knows that slimes are not aggressive
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