#inhuman whump

[caracaswhump]

Orbeez Hell

This one could be particularly fun for a gardener or florist whumper and a fairy tiny, since orbeez originally were used for flower arrangements...

A tiny whumpee’s whumper wants to be able to finger-fuck them. However, the whumpee is too small to take even their pinky finger, so the whumper decides to stretch them out. How, though, when whumpee is so delicate? Fucking them with tools, even soft ones, could easily tear them apart inside if they slipped or if things got rough. Stretching them seems like an impossible challenge, until the whumper has an idea. Whumpee is restrained, ass-up and helpless, as the whumper inserts a thin tube into their ass. The first things to pour into them are small, round orbs, each as big as the head of whumpee’s thumb, suspended in a thin, slick lube. The beads are being inserted using a medicine syringe through a tube, allowing them to be poured deep into the whumpee’s guts. Whumpee is very, very uncomfortable during this process, of course, but it’s not <i>painful,</i> yet. It doesn’t even hurt that much more than usual when whumper massages their now-swollen stomach, forcing the beads deeper and deeper into their guts. They can feel them, shifting and filling them, but it’s just an awful, invasive fullness as their master removes the syringe from the tube… … and attaches a different one, this time full of water.

It’s poured in slowly, which is a rare mercy. Usually, they’re given hard, fast enemas, if they’ve had them before, designed to make them cramp and cry as the cold water floods them. This one - maybe it’s still cold, but the lube helps, a little, and it’s just a steady, constant trickly.

Whumpee is <i>bewildered.</I>

At least, they are for - a long while. The pressure builds slowly - the awful, growing certainty that their whumper intends to <i>bloat them</I> with this enema. Their whumper laughs at their quiet, scared noises, and tells them to be patient, and maybe presses cruelly on their belly a little as they thrash and wail.

And then they start to feel things <i>shift.</i>

It’s - a while, before they realize it’s the little beads. They’re trembling all over as their body strains, belly stretching awfully, but they didn’t know that the beads would <i>soak up</I> the water inside them.

It’s not until they’re at their limit, face pale with agony, body stretched and round and hurting, that their whumper pauses the water. Then, after a few minutes, tugs the tube free of them - only no water spills out…

The beads, obviously, have soaked up everything. The whumpee is left shaking and crying and <i>full</i> as the whumper picks them up, rubbing their stomach so he can feel the balls shift inside them, teasing them and telling them how good they’ve been. What a perfect little toy…

It’s only as he presses down a little harder that whumpee realizes the <i>point</I> of all this. Because, as bloated and hurting as they are, there’s only one way for the orbeez to come out, isn’t there?

Through a tight, cute little asshole that has never taken anything half as big…

It’s several cruel, tortuous days of suffering before the last bead squeezes out, and whumper can finally work his pinky into his newly stretched toy and feel them clench uselessly around him at last.

(Maybe, if the whumper is feeling really cruel, they wait until only five or six beads are left and administer another enema. This time, the whumpee feels <i>all</i> of it as it pours into deep places it never could have reached before… they only realize the true intended cruelty when the time comes to push out the next bead, and it’s almost twice as large as before.)

#tiny whumpee #inhuman whump #fairy whump #inflated belly #torture

[blackrosesandwhump]

Starting a thing for those who like non-human whumpees:

Reblog with your favorite non-human whumpee trope!

#whump #whump tropes #nonhuman whump #nonhuman whumpees #inhuman whump #inhuman whumpee #whump game #whumpblr #reblog game #whump community #whump things

[gritpyre]

merry late yurimas

#monster oc #whump #whump art #artwork #doodles #my art #my ocs #alma guerrero #magdalena castaneda #artists on tumblr #original art #inhuman whump #intimate whumper #original character #monster girl #monster whump #lady whump

[whump-a-la-mode]

I was lucky enough to be able to commission some art of Artemis, and the main character Fera, from my friend @corbytheking​! Want to read Artemis? Start here!

Individual images below the cut

#whump #pet whump #living weapon whump #living weapon whumpee #whumpblr #whump community #whumpee #whumper #caretaker #lady whump #inhuman whumpee #inhuman whump #femwhump #military whump #whump art #whump drawing

[themonstrousmenagerie]

I was asked to tell more about our adorable kitten, and I’m happy to oblidge. He was sent to us after his owner’s passing

Not dead, just before a massive exam

Tag list: @whumpsday @firapolemos05 @sodascribbles @why-not-ask-me-a-better-question @dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night @halfwizardprincess

#whump #whump art #monster whump #inhuman whump #inhuman whumpee #pet whump

[montammil]

CW: Caretaker-turned-Whumper, Carewhumper basically, Caretaker calls Whumpee little one, inhuman Caretaker, murder (not descriptive but there), just overall violence, briefly mentioned pet whump, male Caretaker

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Whumpee runs as fast as they can, falling multiple times onto the ground and getting mud all over them, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is getting away from Whumper. They don’t even know where they’re running to, they just hope they get somewhere, anywhere where Whumper can’t find them.

They grow tired and look behind them after what feels like hours of running. There’s no sign of Whumper anywhere, but they don’t let themself grow comfortable yet. They hear what sounds like a waterfall, and stagger towards it, relieved when they find water.

Crouching down, they put their hands into a bowl shape and put it in the running water, sipping from their hands. It feels soothing to their raw throat, aching from breathing so hard. They drink the whole thing, then splash some water on themselves to clean off the dirt and sweat.

Something catches their eye, what looks to be the opening of something underneath the flowing waterfall. They stand and squint, to see it looks almost like an entrance of something, light coming from the opening, reflecting off the water gently.

Curiosity takes hold of them and they make their way under the waterfall’s cave entrance, careful not to slip and trying to avoid getting wet.

Whumpee blinks in surprise when they see it looks actually nice inside, not just like a normal cave. There's definitely someone living here, because there's two torches on each side of the wall, there's a bunch of blankets of what looks like animal furs, and a small collection of shiny crystals and rocks in the left corner of the cave, a boiling large pot next to it. For a cave, it’s shockingly lively.

They want to stay so badly, because they doubt Whumper would find a way in here, but the thought of someone worse living here and not taking so kindly to their intrusion sounds almost just as scary.

As they back up, they bump into someone. Their first thought is of Whumper, so they bolt to the other side of the cave, hiding their face.  “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, please don't--”

“Why on earth are you sorry, little one?”

Whumpee immediately lifts their head at the smooth voice to see what definitely is not a human. They have black antlers and large black wings to match. Whumpee is sure they bumped their head or something, eyes going wide. 

The person in front of them seems confused as well, tilting their head slightly to one side.

Nervously, Whumpee looks back down. “Uh, sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude, just taking a breather. Bye--”

“Hold on,” the strange being interrupts. “You’re hurt.” He extends his hand out, and Whumpee flinches back until they bump against the wall again. “No need to fear me. I don’t have any ill intention towards you. I just want to help.”

Whumpee once again meets his gaze. He seems genuinely worried, but Whumpee is still more focused on the fact he has wings and antlers, not to mention the strange green aura around him. He also has long black hair, it looks strangely majestic. They let the stranger look over their injuries, watching in awe as he quietly clicks his tongue, shaking his head at each injury across their skin.

“Did someone hurt you?” he asks. His voice sounds somewhat angry.

“I-- I think you already know the answer,” Whumpee responds. 

Nodding, he says to himself quietly, “Well, that won’t do...” He extends a hand, smiling gently. “My name is Caretaker. What’s your name, little one?”

Whumpee feels somewhat comforted by the nickname, Whumper having called them nothing but insults. “Whumpee.” They eye his wings and antlers, but don’t have the courage to ask about it. It’s so strange, this all feels like a fever dream.

Caretaker stands and gathers some herbs from the satchel he has over his shoulder. “I’ll get to work, you just sleep, Whumpee. You look exhausted.”

“But--”

“Hush, now. I won’t let any harm come to you. Just rest, I’ve got you.”

Though Whumpee doesn’t know whether or not to trust him, they decide they have no choice. They don’t want to continue aimlessly wandering around, especially when their body aches as much as it does right now. 

Whumpee takes their chances and decides to trust Caretaker, even if they still have not a single clue what is happening right now.

...

“Good news, you’re healing!” 

The excited voice makes Whumpee jump, still thinking they’re back at Whumper’s. They blink a few times at Caretaker, still in shock to see he’s real. They look down at their wounds to see each cut and even their old scars fading into their natural skin color.

“How?” they mutter disbelievingly.

“It was quite simple, once you’ve been alive as long as me, it gets easy as--”

“No, I mean... just how? How are you real? What are you?”

“Oh.” Caretaker chuckles. “My species doesn’t have a name, we never really came up with one. Humans called us monsters, but I don’t know if I like being called that. I think that’s a better term for awful people, like whoever in their right mind did this to you.”

A shaky sigh comes from Whumpee’s mouth. “So, what are you? Like, immortal?”

Caretaker looks like he’s pondering that. “Well, not immortal. I guess my kind just lives for a long time. I’ll be honest with you, little one, I don’t know much more about my species than you do. The only thing I’m certain of is if I were to show myself to humans, I’d be done for.”

“So why’d you trust me?” Whumpee asks next.

“Trust is a strong word. I just couldn’t ignore you while you’re clearly injured and alone in the woods, looking exhausted and scared. Besides, I get lonely here. I’ve been here for a very long time.”

Though this is all nonsense to Whumpee, they start to come with terms this is real. “Thank you for your kindness. I’m sorry for dragging you into this.”

“You apologize frequently, don’t you? Well, there’s no need. I want to help and take care of you. Whoever did this to you will no longer be a threat. I promise.”

Whumpee relaxes and slumps against the cave wall. They still feel exhausted from running, and soon Caretaker has a wooden bowl of water he likely carved himself, and some fur blankets being draped around them.

“Whumpee! Whumpee, where are you?!”

That voice makes Whumpee jolt. They look at Caretaker, horrified, and that’s all Caretaker needs to know. He doesn’t look scared in the slightest, but rather angry. That’s the first hint of anger Whumpee’s seen on his face ever since they arrived.

“Whumpee, come out! I’ll give you five seconds. You aren’t fooling me.”

A quiet sob cracks from Whumpee’s throat. Do they have a tracker on them, or something? That must be the only reasonable explanation.

“Stay right there. I’ll take care of this.” Caretaker gives them a smile, then exits the cave.

Whumpee doesn’t know what he’s going to do. Scare them? Hurt them? Kill them? They feel bad for not really caring too much, as long as Whumper leaves them alone.

When they hear Whumper scream, they cover their ears and squeeze their eyes shut. They try to block out the screams, but Whumper always had a naturally loud voice. Even with their hands against both ears, it feels like Whumper’s voice is bursting their eardrums.

After about a minute, the screaming abruptly comes to a halt.

“Are you alright, little one?”

Whumpee lifts their gaze like they’ve done so many times before in the past couple of hours, and sees Caretaker covered in blood. They avert their gaze, not wanting to look at it. Part of them feels scared of Caretaker, even if they know by now he wouldn’t hurt them.

“Oh, do humans feel ill at the sight of blood? My apologies. I’ll go wash up.” 

Whumpee doesn’t move an inch and waits for Caretaker to come back. They feel relieved to see Caretaker come back a few minutes later with a new change of clothes, and the old ones probably sitting outside to dry.

Caretaker frowns and kneels down in front of them. “Why are you crying, Whumpee?” His face is pinched with concern.

“I just...” Whumpee cuts themselves off, shaking their head. “It’s nothing.”

“Alright.” Caretaker changes the subject and puts on a smile. “That aside, what would you like to eat? I don’t believe I’m familiar with any human foods, but I can make a shocking amount of things with my limited sources.”

Deciding to drop it as well, Whumpee says, “Whatever you want.”

...

A week passes, and Whumpee’s wounds have healed completely, the cuts and bruises invisible, and their old scars so faded you’d have to squint to even notice them. They’re very grateful to Caretaker, but in the past three days, they’ve noticed there’s something... off about Caretaker.

When they wanted to leave to go get a drink themselves, Caretaker almost got angry and insisted he’d do it for them.

Another time, they mentioned their friends, and Caretaker told them, “But I’m your friend now, aren’t I?” 

Earlier today, they tried standing to which Caretaker panicked and sat them back down, demanding them to stay down, that they’re still too fragile.

Whumpee feels like they’re with Whumper again. Just a strangely more affectionate, gentle Whumper, but still Whumper.

“I think I’m ready to leave,” Whumpee tells Caretaker that night. “All my injuries have practically healed all the way, and since Whumper is gone--”

“Leaving?” Caretaker repeats incredulously. “Little one, must I remind you Whumper isn’t the only threat out there? What if someone else hurts you? Not only that, but you’re still in the middle of the forest. You’re vulnerable, injured or not.”

Even though his words are a direct contrast to Whumper’s, it still feels like them. Whumpee doesn’t like it at all.

“I already made it this far, and I can’t just stay here forever.” They stand and before Caretaker can push them down, they put their hands on his chest, which is almost above their head due to just how tall he is. “I’m fine. I can walk fine, I’m perfectly healed now.”

Caretaker’s eyes become empty. “Thanks to me.”

“Yes, thanks to you. Thank you for healing me, but I’m really fine, so--”

“You owe me.”

Anxiously, Whumpee chuckles. “Uh, what?”

Before they have a chance to react, Caretaker kicks them to the ground. Not only are his legs longer, but he’s stronger than even Whumper. Whumpee cries out in pain and looks up in total horror, unlike the other times they looked up at Caretaker.

Caretaker steps on their chest, not putting his total weight down because that’d kill them with no doubt, but enough to make it a struggle to breathe.

“You aren’t leaving,” Caretaker mumbles. “Say you won’t leave. I took care of you, I nursed you, I healed you. You owe me this. Don’t humans value thankfulness?”

Whumpee claws at Caretaker’s pant leg, wheezing, “I won’t leave, just please-- stop--!”

Seemingly satisfied, Caretaker lifts his boot from their chest and smiles. “Good little one. See? That wasn’t so difficult, was it?” He pets their hair, like he views them... like a pet. Just like Whumper did.

“You’re just as bad as Whumper,” Whumpee cries. They clutch their chest, which hurts from how hard Caretaker was pressing down on them.

Caretaker grows an angry expression. Though they’ve never mentioned Whumper’s name, Caretaker doesn’t need an explanation. “No, I am not. They hurt you. I healed you.”

“Before hurting me!”

“And I’ll heal you again.” Caretaker’s wings spread, bringing Whumpee into a tight embrace, unable to escape. “And I’ll continue if you try to leave me. Humans are weak, I’ve heard. Easily breakable. From the looks of it, you’re more delicate than the average human.”

Though Whumpee wants to curse him out, they still feel too much emotion mixed with pain to do anything more than cry.

“Please don’t cry,” Caretaker coos, wiping their tears with his clawed hand. “I’m not really hurting you if I’m healing you completely afterwards, right? It’s only a temporary pain, only temporary wounds.”

They try to claw away from their embrace, but Caretaker’s arms and wings only tighten around them in response.

“I understand you’re scared, but there’s no need to be. I’ll protect you. I’ll keep you safe. Not a single thing in this world will stop me.”

#whump #nonhuman caretaker #inhuman caretaker #caretaker turned whumper #whumper turned whumpee #kinda #fantasy whump #nonhuman whump #inhuman whump #monster whump #tw gore #gore #tw violence #violence #possessive whumper #male whumper #male caretaker #creepy caretaker #carewhumper

[ofthebeasts]

This blog is an interactive whump roleplay blog.

Largely inspired by the monstrous menagerie (and of the same type, please please please check out the monstruous menagerie), and made to store my itbits of whump because they get lost easily on my main.

You can send asks about the monsters, request stuff, and vote! (I'm not an artist; I only write).

Our dearest host Amaranthine will always be accompanying us.

This is focused mostly on shows, and exhibit of monsters.

#whump #whump prompt #whumpblr #whump writing #inhuman whump #inhuman whumpee #inhuman whumper #whump community

[stoic-whumpee]

There’s a lot of monster whumpee content, but *consider-* big ol monster caretaker… some kind of werewolf or whatever ‘humanoid’ monster you please, or, OR, even something like a massive dragon who saw just some guy (whumpee) bleeding out in the woods after escaping their whumper and went ‘you’re my friend now :o)’ picked them up by the scruff of the neck, and became their caretaker ajdhdhdh

Hi! This is just so full of untapped potential.

One word: cuddles!

Monster Caretaker who is big and furry (like a werewolf or a yeti) gives Whumpee a very comfortable hug where they can bury their face and hand into the thick and soft layer of fur.

Monster Caretaker who is a dragon or have fire-related power holds Whumpee close to them to keep them warm, and even though their fire power can be deadly, their warm embrace is the softest, safest place Whumpee can imagine being in.

Winged Monsters Caretaker uses their wings to blanket Whumpee, keeping them dry and safe from the environment.

Cold-blooded Monster Caretaker is insecure because their body is colder than Whumpee and doesn't want to hold Whumpee for fear of making it worse for them. Until they figure out they can cover Whumpee with a warm blanket and hold Whumpee that way.

Monster Caretaker defends Whumpee with every natural weapon they have: they can tear apart a small army and anyone who tries to hurt Whumpee. But they will make sure to clean off the blood before hugging Whumpee or touching them. Maybe Whumpee doesn't mind the blood and even help them clean up afterward.

Monster Caretaker carrying Whumpee on their back, or if they are big enough, in their claws/paws, and taking Whumpee away from danger. Anyone else would be terrified, but Whumpee has never felt safer in between Caretaker's claws/on their back.

Just the idea of the Gentle Giant in general. A Caretaker who might easily be cruel and violent and kill Whumpee or leave them to death, who chooses instead to not do that and to nurse Whumpee back to health. Maybe they are a little clumsy because they are not used to humans, and Whumpee feels so fragile. But they are trying their best and they are so happy that despite everything, they are helping Whumpee heal.

Monster Caretaker asks Whumpee if they have ever been afraid of Caretaker. They do not expect how relieved they feel when Whumpee says they are not afraid and they trust Caretaker more than anyone.

#whump #whump prompt #whump prompts #monster whump #monster caretaker #inhuman whump #human whumpee #hurt/comfort #emotional whump #caretaker #r prompts

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

A: “I made you from scratch; you can’t do this to me!”

B: “You also created me with free will… you did this to yourself.”

#whump #angst #whump prompt #character dialogue #inhuman whump

[whump-kia]

oh but android whumpees though. rough maintenance, conflicting orders, the difference between feeling and programming. is it grief or did you fail your mission? is it pain or have you malfunctioned? error codes across your vision. system diagnostics on the exact amount of danger you're in. commands and disobedience and ownership and devotion and the thick substance that's not quite blood on synthetic, torn, inhuman skin. robot whumpees.

#sorry folks i'm in a phase #to name a few: connor and markus from dbh #peter from eclipse mothership rpg #literally put a robot in a team dynamic and i will froth at the mouth #whump #whumpblr #whump community #whump prompt #robot whumpee #android whumpee #inhuman whumpee #cyborg whumpee

[whumpberry-cookie]

Rescued defiant Whumpee who deoesn't exactly realise they're not in captivity anymore.

(Cw: Captivity aftermath, conditioned whumpee, nonhuman whumpee kinda?)

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(W): "Go on. Do your worst" (C) ".... Whumpee, look at it closely. It's a tiny bandage. With a kitten pattern on it. At this point I don't know what else to use to be even less threatening"

(C:) "You should at least try to eat. If you don't like this type of food, you can-" (W:) "What? Starve? Or let you push it down my throat? No matter how creative can you be, you won't impress me" (C:) "I meant tell me your preferences. I'm still learning to cook, you know"

(C:) "Do you want a hug?" (W:) "Do I have a choice to NOT be anywhere near you?" (C:) "Dude, you could just say no :'c "

(C:) *comically tearing up* "At this point I don't think you even like me a tiny bit!!" (W:) "S-stop that. What are you doing?" (C:) "What do you think?! I'm crying, cause you refuse to be friends with me! And I tried so hard!" (W:) "....s-stop that watery thing. I don't like it. It's concerning"

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#whump #whumpee #defiant whumpee #whump prompt #caretaker #writing #recovery whump #conditioned whumpee #nonhuman whumpee #inhuman whumpee #aftermath whump #whump aftercare #whump humor

[blackrosesandwhump]

Whump Prompt 107

Write something based on this concept:

A demon agrees to form a pact with a human...but the human betrays him and turns him over to a group of demon hunters who imprison and torture him just for being a monster.

#whump #whump prompt #whump concept #whump idea #demon whump #demon whumpee #inhuman whump #inhuman whumpee #blackrosesprompts #human whumper #torture #imprisonment #captivity #betrayal #monster whump #monster whumpee #writing prompt #writing idea #scenario prompts #whump inspiration #writing inspiration

[gritpyre]

oh darling child, you shouldn't have sold what was left of your soul, shouldn't have pawned the space it used to reside in

#whump #artists on tumblr #monsters #art #illustration #whump art #lady whump #my art #my ocs #alma guerrero #cegua #monster oc #original art #intimate whumper #monster whump #digital art #oc art #inhuman whump

[loonybun]

hi thinking of circus whump rn and gonna make it your problem

- one of those classic sword box tricks, but it’s very much real. I think with an immortal whumpee that would be pretty neat.

- sad clown whumpee breaking down mid-performance, sobbing to the audience and letting go of years of anguish… Only to be quickly interrupted with a quick punchline from another clown! The audience, none the wiser, roars with laughter.

- a caged inhuman/supernatural whumpee being awed at as they’re paraded through the tent. get a whole freak show while you’re at it!

- a very poorly trained acrobat whumpee being forced to walk a high tightrope. without a net, obviously.

- a whumper as a ringmaster, showing clear favoritism towards the better performing acts of the night and giving them special privileges like decent food.

- saw this one comment under a song that suggested a faerie circus (as in faeries putting humans in a circus) and it has not and will never leave my brain. the POTENTIAL.

- bleeding out backstage. there’s no medical care in sight. you’d expect a circus to have better health insurance.

- a whumpee or caretaker looking after or finding comfort in the animals in the circus. just trying to provide them with more care than they were given.

- evil clowns! if you like evil clowns, why not use em? clown whumpers clown whumpers clown whumpers…..

if you write anything using these please tag me i will go nuts.

#whump #whumpblr #whump community #whump prompt #whump writing #clown whump #circus whump #acting whump #stage whump #display whump #dehumanization whump #inhuman whumpee #immortal whumpee #fae whumper #fae whump

[themonstrousmenagerie]

Hi hello Whump Community! I’ve created a blog for a set of artworks and interactive story I’ve had in mind for a while now~

Vote your whump story focusing on circus with inhuman creatures. This post is to explore the interest of that kind of story.

You’ll be able to vote or suggest in asks on what happens to a picked creature, your friendly game master Monarch more than happy to help. Hey, if anyone wants, they can adopt them at the end of their arc and continue their story on their designated blog! References includes!

#whump #whump community #whump blog #whump intro #blog intro #whump art #whumblr #inhuman whump #inhuman whumper #monster whump #inhuman whumpee #monster whumpee

[montammil]

Just was doing research on chronic wasting disease (zombie deer disease), and um,,, what about inhuman Whumpee with CWD? or something inspired by it?? Just think about it.

Not understanding their surroundings

Getting thirsty often, retrieving a glass of water, and then just staring at it confusedly-- needing help from Caretaker

Drooling/foaming from the mouth

Losing lots of weight, ribs showing

Looking disheveled all the time

Caretaker’s horror and franticness to find some kind of cure when they hear it’s 100% fatal, refusing to lose Whumpee to this

Walking in circles

Stumbling and bumping into almost everything from lack of coordination

Having their head lowered all the time with no expression

Barely saying anything, and when they do, it’s either quiet, slurred, incoherent, or all three

Human Caretaker not having to worry about Whumpee giving it to them, but what if Caretaker is also inhuman, and the same species as Whumpee??

What if inhuman Whumper managed to get it, and gave it to Whumpee before they died? Like saying, “If I’m dying to this, you’re coming with me”

OR Whumpee was many of the inhuman whumpees Whumper had in their home, and one of the other whumpees got it and passed it to them? And then Whumper threw Whumpee out since they’d die soon anyway, and that’s how Caretaker found them?

#whump #inhuman whumpee #tw disease #tw death #just in case #whump ideas #whump prompts #zombie whumpee #kinda?? #inhuman whump #whump scenarios