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darlinglittletoy · 2 years

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knock! me! up!

growling in my ear about how big i’m gonna get with your babies inside me. how my tits are gonna balloon up and i’m gonna leak milk like a cow. how ill be stuck in bed, too big to move, dependent on you to take care of me and especially to take care of my hormone-driven sex drive, unable to reach my own need around my own swelling belly.

fuck a baby or five into me. it’s what i’m for.

#t4t breeding #bd/sm breeding #preg #k: preg #k: breeding #k: lactation #darlinglittletoy #1k

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modx-reborn · 2 years

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Kinktober day 1: Lactation with Dream

Oh yeah did I mention that I am doing them in my preferred order? Not the list's order.

No? Welp lets go!

Minors DNI!

It was something you knew could happen, after all your dear sweet partner had something of an obsession with your chest, always mouthing and latching to one of your nipples the moment you had your shirt off, regardless of if it was sexual or not they were their lips wrapped around your nipple stiff or not, and now...

Now here you are, awkwardly cupping your chest and watching as your ever-unhinged partner pushed that damned smile mask away from his face and narrowed his eyes at you. Between your fingers dripped the evidence of what his little obsession had made your body do, milky off white dripping from between the cracks of your fingers and leaking down your fingers, he had suckled his way into having you lactate, it was awkward and left your chest tight as pressure built till you were as you are now.

Leaking.

Sure dream hadn't wanted this initially, but now that he was looming over you pulling your hands away tongue tracing along the path your milk had taken, swirling his tongue around each finger, there was nothing about this he wouldn't love. Now when he pressed his lips to your chest he could have more of you, taste something that was wholly his doing, something that was all him and all for him.

"Honey, is there something you want to tell me? Or maybe you'd prefer I drink it from you-" bending at his knees slightly, lets him press his cheek to your collarbones, staring up at you between flicking his gaze to where you were still leaking,"-cause I'm damn sure this isn't how I left you this morning..."

This morning... This morning was one that you would never forget, you had woken up to dream latched to your chest, as usual, one hand rolling and playing with the nipple he wasn't suckling the skin around where he was playing felt tight but you had thought nothing of it, brushing it away as he had been prone to suckle and tug at your chest in your sleep, having told you it was great for him to watch your sleepy face twist as he played with you.

Even as you had whined and tried to push him away, there was no way you would have been able to move him, the weight of his body pressed against you and the feeling of his cock hard in his sleep pants as he rutted against your thigh, grunting as he feels your weak attempt at pushing him away.

The morning had ended with your chest littered with hickies and imprints of his teeth, his cum splattered across the expanse of your torso as he panted and smiled down at you, sweeping away from you to head out with nothing more than a smile and a peck on the cheek. It was when you tried to bathe, hands gently trying to clean away the mess he had left that you had started leaking, the barest brush of your fingers had been the trigger.

Hours later and you had still been leaking, shirts dragging against your nipples awkwardly, wet patches blooming as you soaked through the material.

If Dream had been unable to leave your chest alone before, there was no way he would even stop now that you were leaking, now that there was something new for him to take from you, something new to devour. And by how he was hunched over against your body, letting heated puffs of air brush against your skin as a warning before he was latching just as he had this morning, there was no getting to the bedroom before he would take this oh so much further than just suckling.

#kinktober 2022 #c: dream #mcyt smut #dsmp smut #k: lactation #mxad

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lords-plushii-pup · 4 months

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please♡♡♡

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mummamilk · 2 months

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Sneak peak 🫣😘

#linkinbio #mommy milkers #18+ content #big tiddy gf #mommy k!nk #lactating kink #hucow training #huc0w #lactacting #milk #sexy content

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goongoddessbun · 1 month

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Endless teasing

Any volunteers to suck Mommy’s milkers?

I need to be bred so they swell 🤤

#it’s me #goongoddessbun #goonfuel #goonette #mommy milkers #natural titts #brat #huc0w #1cky mommy #mommy k!nk #domme mommy #lactating kink #breeding k1nk #soft mommy

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makethemmilky · 1 month

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Can I Get a Reblog In My Hour of Need?

Friends, tumblrinos, fellow perverts, lend me your reblogs. After once again reaching 10,000 followers, whatever asshole who happened to be on duty that day at tumblr HQ once again deleted my blog.

I'm back once again, because I'm a stubborn bastard, but also because this is the community with whom I enjoy engaging the most. So, if you could give me a like, and share this post, I'll be able to get back in touch with many of you all.

And as a bonus to get your attention, here's a gorgeous preggo chick loving her transformation as much as we do:

#belly expansion #breast expansion #lactating girl #mommy milkers #preg k!nk #pregblr #preggo kink #pregnant #pregnancy

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skelussy · 1 year

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Feeling its ovipositer slowly open up your numbed cervix, taking its time to gently open you up before filling you with its young, cradeling and praising you. its sweet warm incubater. Your belly only slightly pooched out but already feeling so so so full. over the next weeks it feeds you by gently pushing a thick warm soft cock down your throat and pumping a thick creamy liquid into your belly untill you feel just a little too full several times a day. your tits grow and fill with milk, which it expresses daily. gently sucking on your big swollen udders.

after two weeks your belly is perfectly rounded out. you can feel the babys in your womb slowly wiggling around and squirming against their many siblings in discomfort. Your patient lover changes. It shoves two tenticles into you, one down into your stoumach and another into your intestine and you imediately feel them begin to pump the liquid into you. you behin to feel like a balloon about to pop. for three days the tenticles keep you completely stuffed and you feel your body take on lots and lots of fat.

When the tenticles come out you feel that its time. You instinctually get on all fours and feel your babys push their squishy heads theough your cervix, pushing out one at a time at first then stretching you open enough to be come out several together, squeezing out of your hole. Each about the size of a stretched out baseball and looking like a large maggot.

As they leave yout body they begin to explore your body and their surroundings. Some plop off of you and feel around, some find their way to your swinging tits and begin sucking sustinance out of your body, others even find your stretched asshole and decide they are not done being incubated. you feel 5 or 6 squish back up into your body and wriggle in your anus while your birth even more.

The second you feel the last baby exit your womb (though not your body due to your late bloomers currently cuddled in your sore asshole) you feel the tenticle again gently push, this time much easuer, into your cervix and begin to pump small eggs into your womb.

#eggpreg #worm #lactating kink #lactation k!nk #alien #ovipositor #unnatural pregnancy #preg

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darlinglittletoy · 2 years

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good morning why am i not waking up to someone squeezing milk from my tits and lapping it up. muttering that they just couldn’t wait and that my milk is just addictive they need it they need it, i’m such a good little milk factory for them, such a good pair of jugs for them

#queer nsft #t4t nsft #lactating kink #bd/sm pet #bd/sm post #k: lactation #k: somno #k: dehumanization #crossposted on vent #darlinglittletoy

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biscuitdragonwithastick · 1 month

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CW: Drider Sex, Implied Somno, Implied noncon/rape, Forced Eggpreg, Unsuspecting, Aphrodisiacs, Breeding kink, Incubator Kink, Lactation

You thought you had scored big when you got to lay with a female drider. Their large breasts and dexterous bodies made for scandalous nights the stuff of legends. A check off the list for any adventurer looking to call themselves well versed in their sexual exploits.

You had smiled as the drider enraptured her body with yours, cock sure that you’d have much to brag about with your companions in the morning. That was until a sharp pain at your neck and darkness.

When you awoke, you found your belongings looted and a raging headache. The humiliation of have to trudge, naked, back to your adventuring party was more than enough to keep you quiet of what had actually happened. Their laughter and your embarrassment was what kept you distracted from the additional bloat to your middle. It was such a minute thing compared to everything else that had occurred.

It was only when you felt an ache within you that things took a turn. Your body began to feel hot. A growing need eclipsing all thought and your hole pulsing with arousal. You needed…something. It didn’t take long for you to strip for the nearest stranger you could find.

But that need didn’t go away. And neither did that weight in your middle.

You found yourself laying with your companions, becoming the whore of the party to be toyed with and used as they wished. You’d even rather be plugged with wooden recreations of the real thing than be left empty and dripping of the cum your body endlessly desired.

At last, on one fateful stop in a town, you find another drider. Male this time. The lust you’ve felt for months now clouds over your mind fully as you embrace the drider to fill you too. You hump and grind onto him as he hisses into your neck, but he doesn’t push you away.

Instead, claws dig into your shoulders as he whisks you away to the nearest bedroom. His body is as hot yours, almost like you’d melt into each other if you don’t fuck right now.

The sudden feeling of sheets against your body and the bottom half of a drider standing above you stalls you heat for just a moment. It’s then that you see the slimy cock extending beneath his spinnerets. You close your eyes and spread your legs furthest that you can. Your body needs no preparation for his inhuman cock to spear inside.

In one fluid motion, he thrusts inside like an animal. You barely register the growls he makes while the bedframe rattles against the walls. But you body is keening in response, something inside you is finally being fulfilled like nothing before.

He speaks to you, though you can barely understand a word. Something about how good of an incubator you’ve been, that it must’ve been so hard carrying “these” eggs with no one to fertilize them. You don’t understand. But it doesn’t matter. He thrusts once more inside and cums, filling you with enough cum to slosh as he grinds against you.

He pulls out then. You blush as he pushes your plug back inside to keep the cum from dribbling out. He gives you a kiss on the cheek and thanks you for being an excellent breeder before leaving.

You can’t make sense of it, but that ache is gone. Your normal again. Or so you think.

You return on you adventures, only to find with each passing week your middle grows. You try to excuse it away as weight gain – you had grown a newfound hunger since that drider – but it was harder to excuse the chest growth and sudden aching within.

Your party’s paladin was the one that gave you the news, but you still refused to believe it. It was you companions decision to stop and wait this out when it became clear you weren’t going to relax yourself.

You all rested at a remote inn, you pregnant belly large enough to prevent you from scootching your chair all the way in. You couldn’t wear your armor anymore. Now stuck wearing a borrowed shirt from barbarian orc and even the shirt was struggling contain your width.

When you all settled in for the night, the paladin offered some ointment for your breasts. He knew you were aching. Though tried to deny it, you didn’t stop him when he settled a hand under your shirt and began to rub. Your stubbornness had always made you refuse help. You couldn’t stop the groan of gratitude when ache turned dull, then gasped.

The dullness turned pleasurable. Looking down, you saw wet spots had formed were your nipples had been.

“Milk”, the paladin explains.

You don’t say a word as he lifts up your shirt and covers your breast with his mouth. The suction causes you to gasp and grab and his hair, unsure whether to pull him closer and push away.

The orc laughs at the sight, walking over with a leather canteen. He tugs on your other breast, filling the bottle while the paladin continues to suck.

“Might as well make use of your udders while we can.”

You blush and open your mouth to argue, but a fat palm grinds over your crotch and more milk spurts from your cumbersome breasts. “Breeder” is what the drider had called. You want to disagree with the word, but as your companions take turns fucking you, trading mouths over your sloshing breasts, all while your egg stuff belly jiggles and grows with each passing day, you find it hard to disagree.