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monster-slxt · 7 months
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You are an exorcist that specializes in exorcising demons.
Currently, you are investigating a small town that's had an unusual amount demonic activity.
You questioned the towns people, however, most seem unwilling to even mention the stranger going ons in their town and simply avoid your questions before quickly walking away.
Lucky for you though, you manage to overhear a few of the towns folk gossiping with each other.
Apparently, for the last few months, a terrifying creature has been roaming the streets seemingly search for something. What it is looking for no one wants to know...
Even more terrifying was that anyone foolish enough to still be out at night would go missing. Only to be found the next morning unconscious with their clothes in tatters.
You then visit the local church to see if the priest if he knows anything.
The priest is surprisingly welcoming of you. Quickly leading you inside and even offering some refreshments.
You explain why your here and ask if priest may know of anything. But the priest sadly shakes his head.
With a sigh, you get up to leave, but are quickly stopped by the priest. He says that it is too dangerous to go out this late and that you should stay in the church with him at least until sunrise.
Deciding it's probably a good idea, you agree.
That night as you sleep in the bed given to you, the priest silently creeps into the room. He stares down with glowing red eyes at your sleeping form.
He so desperately wanted to crawl on top of you and rip that teasingly thin layer of clothing from your oh so tempting body and fuck you until your moans like a bitch in heat.
But ah, he can't. Not yet at least. It simply wasn't the right moment.
It ironic really, before he would have condemn such lecherous thoughts. Back then he was a devout servant of God. A truly holy man.
But that was before he got possessed by the demon. Before his mind and soul were beyond redemption.
Now he was nothing more than a monster that indulges into his own sin.
For the past few months his demon had been searching for a mate, but has had no luck.
None of the humans he found were right. Sure they were decent fucks, but they broke way too easily and left him unsatisfied.
Then you appeared.
The moment he saw you, he knew you were perfect. A single whiff of your scent was enough to have the demon in him purring.
Oh he couldn't wait to see you round with his offspring! All in good time, love~
Kissing you on the mouth anon this is so good-
Of course, in the morning the priest would offer up the bed for as long as I needed to rid the town of its demonic influence. And of course I'd suspect nothing from a holy man. The next few days would go on much the same, getting nowhere with the locals during the day and sleeping in the church at night. The priest taking every opportunity to leer at me while I sleep, weakening my defense slowly with his unholy magic. At least The townsfolk seemed to ease up a bit with the lack of recent attacks.
It was only when I'd finally gotten frustrated with getting nowhere and decided to go out at night myself that I'd catch a glimpse of anything demonic. A huge hulking beast unlike anything I'd seen in all my years as an exorcist with a goats head and huge bat wings. The most I'd ever dealt with was a tiny imp. So I panicked.
All I could think to do in the moment was run for the church, the beast lazily keeping pace. It was clear as it followed me onto the holy ground that there was nothing I could possibly do. The sudden hint of arousal mixed into the fear the beast could smell of me finally became too much to bear- lunging forwards and easily catching me in its claws.
"I've waited so long for this" a rumbling deep yet somehow familiar voice purrs in my ear as long claws shred my clothes like butter. My attempts to flee were quickly stopped by an ungodly long tongue licking down my neck and a sudden weight on my stomach.
Risking a glance I felt faint. The demons cock was so huge there was no possible way it could fit inside me. Though he seemed intent on trying, pulling back and lining up with my cunt.
Without warning half the huge rod slammed inside of me, the stretch unimaginable. He wasted no time in pulling out and jackhammering back in, each thrust forcing more and more of his demonic cock in me. It was only then that I dimly became away of the familiarity in the demons voice; the priest. He moaned how I would be such a good broodmare, taking his corruption so well.
All night he fucked me, never once slowing down. Pumping me full of his demonic seed over and over again until sun rise. Leaving me with my stomach huge and swollen with cum, no doubt already knocked up, to go get ready for Sunday mass.
Nine months later I'm showing a group of church woman my engagement ring, stomach round and tight with twins. How lucky I was, the ladies cooed, that the priest was willing to marry me pregnant with an exes child. Not many men would, but he was just so good and holy.
If only they knew they knew they were praying with the father of the hellspawn kicking in my stomach
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femboyfertility · 1 year
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Robot sex servant that has a malfunction and starts ramping up in their thrusting speed and intensity without your command... Fucking you deep and fast, with inhuman precision on your very special spot that leaves you seeing stars... Perhaps even stuck there until the battery runs out.
You could call out the word to stop, even at this time, but why bother when it all feels so good?
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monstrous-munch · 10 months
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Ok I’m back with more thoughts…. I ended up writing way more than I thought I was going to haha also why is it every time I actually write some stuff for this blog is fae or fae adjacent ?? pfft
Tw: voyerism, dubcon ?? Like at the start ?? Idk just to be safe, vague mention of rejection by other humans, mentions of feeling isolated, yall get jiggy with a water elemental
Ok, but imagine living by yourself, out in the wilds, away from the village full of people you turned you away. Do you get lonely sometimes ? Sure, but it’s better than being around those who don’t want you.
Most often you’re fine with it. You enjoy your own company, and spend your days in a comfort of your own making. But sometimes that ache arises. The one that yearns so desperately for warmth. To be held by another. To no longer feel alone….. when this happens you take a trip to the hot springs.
Slipping into the warm water, you bask in the heat - letting it seep into your tense muscles and ease that aching in your chest. Faint ribbons of steam dance in the silver light as you relax fully. You’ve been coming here for many moons now, and each time you leave feeling content.
Hands creeping downward, you gently brush the skin of your chest, stomach, thighs….before dipping further. The water already feels so good, why not add to the satisfaction you feel before it’s time to leave ?
Eyes closed, you feel the the pleasure from your fingers, and the warmth of the water - the way it’s gentle volume seems to craddle you, move against your legs, gentle lap at your throat.
With a soft moan you lazily lift you eyelids, only to be startled by the form of a man waist deep at the other side of the pool. Well not really a man. Although it takes on a humanoid shape, the figure across from you is completely formed from the hot springs water. You’d heard of creatures like this. Ancient magic so strong it took on a life of its own; through water, air, earth or fire.
There world around the two of you totally stills, waiting for someone to break the silence. It’s the water elemental who speaks first. Well, he doesn’t really speak, the sound of a babbling stream emerges from him, though you understand as if he were speaking in your own tongue.
A garble of flustered apologies tumble out. He hadn’t meant to watch you… but he couldn’t really not, seeing as he was the hot springs. He should have revealed himself when you first came to the pool, but you were so beautiful, he felt unable to manifest as anything other than a puddle. And the way your tension eased as you lay within the water…the way you seemed so much happier when you left… he couldn’t stand to take that from you.
After hearing all his rambling, only one thing hummed in your mind.
“You’re the reason I don’t feel alone.”
Although the elemental had no need to breath, you swore you saw him gasp softly, eyes filled with yearning as the water around you gently swirled.
Standing, you made your way towards him; parting the spring slowly with your hips as you came to stand before the curious being. Lifting a hand, you gently pressed your fingers against him. Sliding them up his chest as the water tension kept you from sinking in. With only a moments hesitation, you tentatively pressed your lips to his, cradling the warmth of his cheek and raising to your toes to press closer. The crash of an ocean wave filled your ears, what could only be a groan from this watery creature, as he pulled you’re naked body further against him.
Soon sweet moans filled the night. The elemental held you close, his touch at times almost human - strong arms around you, his mouth pressed to you neck - but the sudden morphing of sensations, into the caress of water you had grown familiar with, reminded you what held you was much more than a man. A gentle current seemed to spread you legs wider as you were filled over and over. First by a tender caress, the tide against a river’s edge in the mauve hours of evening. Then, growing, swelling, till you felt like a rocky cliff meeting the crashing waves of a storm. Despite the rhythm of waves rushing forth, you still felt safe, the warm water holding you, soothing you as it always had - only now the whispers of steam carried with them sweet words of worship.
With a final cry you pleasure reached its peak. The waves around you lulled, encircling you in a soft embrace. The spring had always been something that helped ease your loneliness, now running your fingers over the water elementals tenderly smiling face, you felt a lightness in you chest like nothing you’d known before.
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Your monster boyfriend hears you're craving something sweet and raids a 7-11. He returns with arms full of all of your favorite candies and drinks.
"I didn't know what to get," he says trying and failing to present the treats to you.
You watch the treats fall to the ground and gasp as your favorite lands at your feet. "You're the best!" You fling yourself at him and he catches you midair pulling you to his chest.
Your monster boyfriend lets out a satisfied purr and whispers, "I can get more."
You laugh and pull back to look at him. "Did you even pay for this?"
His ears twitch and his head tilts. "Pay?"
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Your monster boyfriend is all over the news as 'The Winged Devil' that destroyed the local 7-11. The store worker is visibly shaken in the interview and the shelves are all toppled.
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witheredhorns · 1 year
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Commission for F3nghuang over on twitter of his amazing character! Thank you so much for being a pleasure to work with and entrusting your lad in my hands for maximum hair whooshiness 
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spooky-loopy · 6 months
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We don't talk about how hot this plant is
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LIKE LOOK AT HIS TONGUE
And think that maybe just maybe instead of blood, cum might work too.
(Or at least I hope)
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pink-sunrise-56 · 5 months
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Soo we all know monster fuckers? (Romance for this ace bitchhhh) Like obviously! 🤭
I love my monsters non binary/non gendered or lady ones 😍💫but I never see any biblically Angel lovers or Angel lovers in general 😭 I got that religious trauma sooo sadly I Simp HARD for angels 💀 but like pleaseeee if someone makes any anger lover stuff please send my way or tag me✨✨
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i-wanna-d1e · 3 months
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I want a monster to find me in the forest and make me its wife. I want to have it's kids and live with it forever
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monster-slxt · 1 year
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I'm currently thinking about ghost cocks raping me until I'm pregnant with their cum.
God so hot
Since they're ghosts they don't have to worry about clothes or being seen, they can just slide in whenever they want, and once they figure that out it's nonstop. You're never getting away from them again. Better hope you can learn to function in public with a thick invisible cock splitting you open. The phantom cocks always cum deep inside of you, a strange ectoplasm that chills you to the bone. You e had to invest in heated blankets to keep comfortable when you're home.
And of course, with that much cum being pumped into your womb, it was inevitable you'd get knocked up eventually. You're not quite sure what's growing inside you at first, what kind of offspring could a ghost possibly have? All you know is that it leaves your growing stomach cold to the touch.
The ghosts don't stop either, if anything your stomach seems to set them off even more. But the third month you look stuffed with triplets and barely spend 5 minutes with a spectral cock forcing its way into you. By now it's clear your gestating eggs, the jelly like lumps visible under your tight skin. They're pulsing now, you can feel it deep in your womb and you're so cold. Just so cold.
You're about 5 months into this, rocking back and forth on your bed to the violent thrusts of your paranormal paramore when the tightness you've been feeling shifts slightly. Something gives inside of you and you can tell it's time to push. You beg the ghost to pull out so you can lay the eggs, and it eventually does after cumming one last time. It takes hours to push them all out, each egg the size of a baseball and by then end you have at least two dozen. You pass out from exhaustion before you can even move.
....you wake up confused and dizzy, rocking back and forth, just in time to feel the all too familiar chill of ghostly cum being pumped into your sore cervix. The eggs are gone, the only trace of them left is your aching body, already being primed to take another brood
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monstrous-munch · 9 months
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Hey guys conducting research for the monster dating sim again !
So here’s my question:
Why do you like monsters ?
(Obvi we all think they sexy but is there anything specific about them you like ?)
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doubleagents · 11 days
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⚔️ for tetro?
CROSSED SWORDS — do you have any skills that you are absolutely grateful you have and that mean a lot to you? how do you usually use these skills? would they come in handy if someone you cared about was in trouble?
She pauses her writing, tapping the back of her pen against her chin.
"Skills... Well, there's my medical skills, I suppose! Mostly I use them for my job, but if I did care about someone, and that person was in danger... I could probably kill whoever was threatening them fairly quickly. So yes, they would!"
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witheredhorns · 1 year
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Commission for Daggerjaw/Spinecontrol of their character, Anvil <3 Thank you for satisfying my monster quota 
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babyjujubee · 9 months
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Alden Ehrenreich, Vincent Gallo and Rodrigo De la Sera. Screen caps and promotional still. Tetro (2009) directed by Francis Ford Coppola.
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prettyvintagehouse · 4 months
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For those who don't do Dry January!
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mikec137 · 1 year
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Mägenwil, Switzerland, November 2022
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moviemosaics · 2 years
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Tetro
directed by Francis Ford Coppola, 2009
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