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meowpupp · 3 months
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if you want, do you have any thoughts on a follow up to the threesome? price watching, holding johnny’s collar to hold him back while simon has a turn with the reader and then they release him to eat the poor reader out 🥺🥺
pup!johnnys whos almost feral at the sight of you getting fucked open by his owner. drinking in the way you're arching your back, swollen cunt greedily sucking in every inch of simons cock.
his eyes are practically hearts as he watches, ears perking as both you and simon moan. he struggles against the grip price has on him, desperate for any sort of attention
two thick, strong fingers hook under johnny's collar, giving it a harsh tug. the mutt is over-eagar, cock straining in his boxers as he yaps and whines. price almost laughs, amused at just how desperate johnny looks.
"settle down." he grunts, inhaling a drag from his cigar, "you'll get your turn."
johnny practically cums alongside you, cock twitching as he hears both you and simon moan, watching as simon fills your swollen cunt for the nth time. finally his owner pulls away, panting as he kisses your forehead. johnny can barely contain himself, trying to lunge forward, the smell of your cum mixing with simons making him drool.
price huffs, forcing johnny back again, pulling so tight the pup yelps. a rough hand grips johnnys jaw, forcing his blue eyes to meet prices. the man is intense, voice a low growl as he speaks, "you're gonna clean her up, and you're gonna be fuckin nice about it." price tightens his grip, "if not, I'll cancel all your little playdates for a month."
with a nod from simon, he releases johnny completely. it takes barely 10 seconds for him to get on the bed, eyes drinking in the state of you. your thighs and cunt are flushed, red and sore from simons mean thrusts. there's little tear streaks down your face, indents on your hips from simons tight grip.
johnny's hands are gentle, grip firm as he spreads your thighs. your pretty cunt is ruined, swollen and flushed. your clit twitches, fucked out hole leaking a mix of simon and prices cum. johnny practically salvates at the sight, almost immediately burying his face between in your cunt.
he eats you out like he's starved, tongue lapping away his owners cum, nose nudging your clit. he's panting and whining, the vibrations making your hips buck.
his cock twitches in his pants, hips grinding down against the bed. he wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you flush against him. he starts to suck on your clit, tongue swirling around the swollen bud as he pumps two fingers inside you.
he licks you clean, sucking on your poor clit. his beard scratches your sensitive thighs, but he holds you too tight for you to squirm away. it's not long till you cum all over his face. the sound of your needy whines and thighs squeezing his head is all too much, his cock twitching as he cums all over the sheets. he groans against you, greedily lapping your cum away, giving your clit one last little kiss before pulling away.
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notspiders · 3 months
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Mafia!141 but with a Guinea Pig! Reader
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Inspired by @391780 's Part 1 of Mafia! 141 and Guinea pig! reader...
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ghxstyfae · 3 months
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All Of Ghxstyfae's works ☆
☆This list is not in order/organized, but contains every published work of mine such as masterlists, imagines, drabbles, fics, headcanons, etc. Some people prefer a clear list format rather then scrolling through multiple different organized posts so i hope this helps anyone who prefer it!
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Real Subtle - Johnnie Guilbert
Master-Masterlist
Johnnie Guilbert Masterlist
Colby Brock Masterlist
Rafe Cameron Masterlist
Blog Guidelines
Stay Brainless - Rafe Cameron
Jake Webber Masterlist
Nate Jacobs Masterlist
Tara Yummy Masterlist
Pearly Kisses - J.Webber HCs
Anxious attachment - Colby Brock
Dating Tara Yummy - Headcanons
Milf Lover - Jake Webber Headcanons
Cramping- Rafe Cameron Period headcanons
Misa amane masterlist
Nap time - Rafe Cameron
Pearly kisses #2
Abcs -R.Cameron
Strawberry shortcake J.Guilbert headcanons
Mister Price
Rafe x puppygirl
Loves a journey 1 (rafe)
John b routledge Masterlist
Rafe texts v
2: "Cheater Cheater"
3: Whiny Drunk Reader
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yourmomsushi · 1 month
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request information !!
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(Disclaimer : I only ever do female reader, afab reader, and occasionally gender neutral reader)
what I will write for : fluff! Angst! Hurt/comfort poly! (Specifically poly!141, Ghoap, price x ghost and so on and maybe even Peter x miguel x MJ) dad!bod , dbf, (I will add more based on what else I discover <3) chubby!reader, plus-size!reader hybrid!reader plus-size!puppygirl reader!! (cat, dog, bunny, etc) I will also write for Kortac occasionally <3 I’m a big romance so love sick rom-coms are my thing! Slow burns and enemies to lovers especially!!
what I will write for (smut or dark wise) : daddy kink, breeding kink, kidnapping, possessive behavior, stalker behavior, size kink !! (if you add more in the comments continue adding but these are on the top of my head!!)
WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE : pregnancy kink, pregnancy overall, illegal age gaps, rape, etc.
with lots of love - kitty <3
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meowpupp · 3 months
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hiii can I request some fluff with puppy reader and Price pleaseeeee
(injury & comfort)
Price comes home to find reader with a bloody bandage around her fingers and palm from accidentally dropping a glass of water. she’s so desperate to clean it, scared he would get mad at her but he actually doesn’t gaf abt the mess and just wants to take care of his sweetheart 😓🙏
poor puppy girl who stands in front of the bathroom sink, tears blurring her vision as she desperately tries to wash away the blood. bandages are already set out, a trashbag full of broken glass and bloody tissues sitting in the corner of the room.
heart beating quickly, the feeling of fear almost making you choke. your hands are shaky as you dry them, the towel spotting bright red now. you don't even notice as price enters the house, door as he approaches, hands reaching for your wrists.
his heart breaks as you yelp, teary eyes wide and scared. you look so little, vulnerable. "shhh, s'okay puppy. show me." his voice is soft and rumbly, but still has the undertone of dominance that makes you instantly obey.
your hands tremble as you let him take them, blood still slowly seeping from the cut. "sorry, m so sorry, didn't- didn't mean to make a mess. I tried to clean the glass up, im sorry-"
he cuts you off, kissing the cut on your finger. prices eyes are soft and warm as they meet yours. "you're okay sweetheart. youre not in trouble love, just an accident." he pulls you tight, back against his chest.
he talks you through it, describing each step he goes through as he bandages your hand. he knows the deep rasp of his voice calms you, providing both comfort and distraction.
he uses the bandaids he specifically bought for you. brightly coloured with your favourite character on them.
once he's done, price turns you around. one big arm wraps around your back, the other tangling in your hair as he pulls you close. he gently shushes you, letting you feel the rhythm of his breath, breathe in the musk and cigar scent that clings to him.
"never need to apologise for living sweetheart. would never be mad over an accident," he kisses the side of your head, "you're safe here, I've got you sweet girl. such a good pup for trying to clean it up, m'sorry you got hurt baby,"
he smiles softly as you finally relax, unable to resist the warmth and warmth he radiates, "my precious girl. so, so good f'me."
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meowpupp · 5 months
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we need more puppy girl reader pls!!!
say less 🙏
1.4K- owner!price x chubby!puppygirl
TW- puppy play, degradation, cum play, exhibitionism(?), humiliation, sorry if you have a stuffed toy called 'fluffy,' general rough sex, HYBRID FIC, price is jealous over a stuffed bear, 
owner!price who decides you’ve been so good recently, so good in fact that you deserve a treat.
he sees it when he’s in cue for petrol- a cute stuffed bear. soft brown fur, fuzzy ears and big eyes. just like his favourite pup.
when he first gives you the plush it’s innocent. you give it a dumb name, fluffy or something. he doesn’t pay much mind. all he cares about is how happy his pup is, tail wagging and excited yaps.
after days of being sidelined by some stupid ball of fluff, price starts to get jealous. he knows it’s irrational. the bear is just something you entertain yourself with when he can't, but jealousy still stirs in his gut.
it’s like fluffy glares triumphantly at him when you give him attention. price watches in envy as you lazily chew on its ears, nuzzle and lick its fur. all things you used to do to him.  
one day, it gets too much for him. after a painful workday, all price wants is his sweet puppy girl. Instead, he walks into the house to see you cuddled up with the fucking bear. its beady eyes stared back into his as if saying, ‘ha-ha, she likes me more.’
he’s on you in an instant, ignoring your yelp as he pulls you up. price makes you kneel, pushing you back down when you try to get up.
“what, want your bear?” he scoffs at you, your brain still sleepy, trying to play catch up, “c'mon then, since you want it so much, ride it.”
it takes you a moment to process what he’s saying. ride it? Ride Fluffy? but he’s your bear- soft, warm and plush. he’s a toy, but not that kind of toy.
before you can even reply, price grips your jaw with one of his big hands. his skin is rough and calloused, almost scratchy as he manhandles you.
“are you deaf pup? or perhaps you think you only take orders from the fucking bear now?” price shakes your face side to side to catch your attention, “disobedient fucking mutt, don’t even know who your owner is.”
he kicks apart your knees, creating space for him to shove the bear between them. “go on. ride it. hump it like the desperate thing you are.” he takes a step back, arms crossed as he glares down at you.
Price scoffs when you start rolling your hips. His eyes analyse you, how your back arches, how your eyes screw shut, how your lips part as you whine. all while you grind down on your beloved plush.
“yeah… bet it feels good, huh? making your dumb puppy-cunt feel tingly?” the man sits back on one of the couches, lighting a cigar as he watches. “tell me pup, does it feel better than me? do you like riding the bear more than my cock?”
you whine, hips bucking at his growly voice. as you speed up, price laughs. he relaxes on the couch, cigar smoke filling the air, making you dizzy. tells you when to speed up or to slow down. when to grind harder or softer. directs you as if you’re making him a personal porno.
“ah, now look at that.” he stands, setting his cigar down on an ashtray. walking to you, he crouches down, “now pup, look at what you’ve done.”
he pulls the bear plush from between your legs, holding it up. it’s drenched in your slick, fur glistening. “poor Fluffy, you’ve made him a mess.” he sighs, throwing it on the ground, “dirty pup. can’t control yourself can you?” you shake your head, shaky hands reaching for him while you babble. 
his eyes scan over your body as you cling to him. ears low as your thighs tremble. you yap and whine at him- something about how it wasn’t enough, you didn’t cum, to please let you cum. 
Price sighs as if you’re an inconvenience. his eyes linger on your cunt. its dripping with slick, puffy and flushed from all the friction. he meets your gaze. melting at your teary, desperate expression. he doesn’t show it, instead reaching out, repositioning you. your back meets the hardwood, legs forced apart as he slots between them.
price doesn’t even look at you, his eyes trained on your cunt. his fingers poke and prod, parting your lips to watch your clit twitch when exposed. your hips buck as you squirm, causing a hand to grip your thigh and still you.
“such a desperate bitch,” his eyes finally meet yours as he slaps the inside of your thigh, “maybe i should get you a stud, hm? give you to some mutt, let him fuck you? then you’ll know how good i am to you pup.” his fingers start rubbing slow circles on your clit, “simon tells me his mutt is always full of energy. if you get this wet grinding, you’ll be yowling around that pups knot.”
prices eyes dart away from yours, ignoring your babbles as he continues to inspect your cunt. he slides a finger in, eyebrows furrowing. his other hand leaves your thigh, slapping your clit. he lets out shuddering breath as your warm, wet walls clench around hisi finger, his dick twitching.
“getting this fucking wet and loose over that thing?” he glances to the soaked bear, “need to teach you a fucking lesson. who your cunt is supposed to get wet for”
he pulls out, using the hand on your thigh to flip you over. he pulls your ass flush against his hips, a hand in your hair to force your upper body down. the bear lays just in front of you.
he audibly scoffs when you reach out for it, bringing it close for comfort. price pulls your tail, making you instinctively arch your back. he grinds your hips back on him, groaning. “shh, keep fucking still.” he grunts, rutting his clothed dick into you
it takes only seconds for your dripping holes to wet his jeans. even less time for him to unbutton his pants and shove his boxes down. with his cock now free, he thrusts between your thighs.
your slick acts as lube as he fucks the fat flesh of your thighs. “bloody fucking hell.” he growls. his dick just barely pokes out the other side, your thick flesh completely consuming him.
price angels himself, now nudging your clit with every thrust. you whine and squirm pathetically beneath him, back arching as he spanks your ass. he uses the hand in your hair to shove your face into the toy bear, forcing you to inhale the scent of your own slick.
you beg and whine into the plush, your voice now muffled. he continues, not giving in and fucking your cunt, grinning as you start to sob. he presses your face harder against the bear, fucking your thighs the same he would your cunt. his hips slam against your ass, stinging the flesh and making it flush.
within minutes, price cums all over your thighs. thick globs spill down the front of them onto the floor. as he pulls away, he pulls you with him- the hand in your hair forcing you onto your knees.
“look at the mess you’ve made,” he scolds, free hand circling your clit. the bear lays discarded on the floor, stuffing now soaked with drool and slick. there’s a puddle of his cum on the ground, mixing with your fluids. he ignores your babbles as you cry about not cumming, instead he pushing your face to the ground.
“i’ve taught you better than this, love. you know better than to make a mess without cleaning it.” price shoves your cheek into the puddle of his cum, the now cold liquid smearing across your face, “once you’ve cleaned up your mess, ill clean you.”
he lets you up. his hand trailing along your body to your cunt, slipping two fingers in, finally giving you what you’ve been begging for. “might even make you cum, hm?” he slowly thrusts his fingers, “ that floor better be fucking sparkling by the time i come back.” as he pulls out, he slaps your ass agiain. a sadistic smirk spreads over his face as he gets up, taking his cigar with him as he leaves.
tonight you’ll definitely be clinging to him, and not that fucking bear plush. 
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meowpupp · 1 month
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Hiii
I was wondering- Did you already write a fic with Gaz and Price taking reader at once? If not, can you write a little Drabble please 🙏 ❤️
prices grip on your jaw is almost painful. you're splayed out on your back, pretty body exposed to both his and kyles greedy eyes. prices grip keeps you still as he eases his cock down your throat. slick sounds of you gagging fill the room, alongside kyles whimpers, but he doesn't pay mind.
your owner slides his hand down, pressing down on your throat, feeling his dick bulge in your throat as he thrusts. he almost forgets about kyle, focused on how hot, wet, and tight your pretty mouth is. he much prefers it like this, rather than whining at him.
kyle stands still, every nerve of his body is alight. he's a good boy, at least that's what he tells himself. price had given him specific instructions. 'do not move until I tell you to.'
his fingers dig into your hips, leaving indents as he wills himself to stay still. he's buried to the hilt inside your cunt. your walls tighten and spasm around him. his breathing is heavy, eyes trained on your body. you look so pretty like this. your back arched, tits pushed out, cunt on display.
he pants, unable to stop himself from whining. he leans forward, hands resting on either side of you, hunched forward as he struggles to stay still. "pl-please captain," it's almost torture for him. finally, he's able to feel your tight cunt around his cock, and yet, he's not even allowed to grind into you. "fuck- I need to, feels so fucking tight," he's practically drooling, drops of saliva dripping onto your chest, "need t'move, please captain."
price smirks. It's as if your body is a toy, something that he's using to get off. he pulls out of your mouth, gripping his cock, looking down as he traces your lips with his tip. "what do you say pup? you want Kyle t'fuck you? want t'feel him deep in your guts?"
your mouth opens to respond, but price doesn't give you the chance. he thrusts forward, once again stuffing your throat. his hips grind against you, smirking as you choke and gag. your whole body reacts, legs kicking up as you squirm and twist.
price tuts, pulling back again to let you catch a breath. he ignores you, however, giving you a moment of respite. his focus is on Kyle, hand gripping his hair tightly to make Kyle meet his eyes.
"you seem to be out of luck, puppy," the whine kyle lets out is nothing less than pathetic. it tugs at price's heartstrings. he knows first-hand just how tight and irresistible your pretty cunt is. he sighs, as if it's a bother, "you get 30 seconds. if you don't finish within it, you're not cumming till next week."
price can barely finish his sentence before kyle starts moving. its almost like the other pup is bullying your cunt. your whole body jolts with each thrust, each one hitting deep, deep inside your cunt.
price lets go of kyle, instead gently guiding you to look up at kyle. he leans down, lips brushing your ear as he speaks. you feel him grip your jaw again, this time much more gently. "look at him sweetheart," prices thumb strokes your jaw as he makes you watch kyle, "so desperate."
kyle doesn't let up, doesn't even seem to care about you. his hands grip your waist as he slams you back onto his cock. with each thrust, he pushes further into you. his whimpers and moans fill the room, far overshadowing yours. he's desperate, willing himself to cum before price calls him off. a shiver shoots up his spine. he can feel himself twitch, almost seconds away from cumming, filling up your pretty cunt.
and its then, in that moment, that price pushes him away, and out, of you. denying both you and kyle the feeling of him cumming deep inside you.
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meowpupp · 4 months
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Just binged all of the owner!Price posts you have. OH. LORD.
please sir, may i have some more 🥺🤲
if i could please request some very soft nonsense, maybe just a fluffy drabble about their relationship together, how they met, daily life,
whatever you want really, i’ll take it shsjsksk
i wrote this very late at night while very being emotional HAHAHAHAH
the night is quiet, house dark and still. soft rain pellets the windows. the tv playing your favourite movie quietly.
prices hands are warm, the skin slightly rough and calloused as he rubs your back. you lay plaint and soft ontop him, head resting on his stomach as he leans against the headboard.
the room is warm and quiet, the tv softly illuminating the space as you haze in and out of sleep.
price has barely taken his eyes off of you. you’re perfect. it’s like you were made from marble, every tiny detail carved with pure love and care. youre something worthy of worship.
it feels almost selfish to keep you to himself, to deny other people of you. but his whole life price has been selfless, allowing the world to consume him. but this? you?
you’re his.
he watches as you stir slightly, nuzzling further into his lap. he brings his spare hand to tangle in your hair, encouraging you to bury yourself in his warmth.
price never understood love. it was something he admired from afar, watched with envy. everyone around him had it, but he never allowed it for himself. but knowing what he knows now, feeling what he feels? he can’t believe he starved himself this long.
you’re everything to him. a little pup, something dependant and soft. price cherishes every smile you give him, every syllable you speak, every time your eyes meet his.
he is undeniably, completely, irrevocably in love with you.
his free hand moves to your face, cupping your cheek. tilting your face, he commits every detail to memory.
you stir, eyes blinking open, meeting his. the only thing you see is him. and the only thing he sees is you.
he gives you a soft smile, one reserved for only you. his fingers are soft, brushing against you as if you’re made of porcelain. he traces every curve and edge that makes you you. fingers following the slant of curve nose, the shape of your lips, the edge of your jaw.
“my girl,” he says softly, as if speaking louder will shatter you, “my perfect girl.”
your eyes remind him of smoke. colours blended and twisted together. something beautiful and free. uncontainable, untouchable, uncontrollable. only ever to be admired.
he sighs, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “you’re everything…” he mumbles, beard brushing your skin as he speaks. it’s grounding, pulling you into the moment, into him.
his mind is clouded with all the things he wants to tell you. all the poetry and prayers he’s written in your image, the love letters he’s addressed to you.
a stronger man would tell you. a stronger man would whisper every hushed word of worship into your skin. but price will forever be weak for you. so for now, he holds you tighter.
he continues to caress your cheek, other hand rubbing your back again.
his whole life, he has fought. price is the monster in the fairytales recruits whisper to each other. he is depicted as ruthless and cruel. something that stalks you in the night and torments you till morning. you are an animal, he is a beast. but to you, he is tamed
he spent his whole life fearing nothing, and yet he lies awake now, holding you so lovingly, fearing that you may never know the true extent in which he adores you.
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meowpupp · 4 months
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HI !! just read your owner!price x chubby puppy!reader posts in one seating and. oh my god. LITERALLY SWOONING IM SO INSANE ABOUT THEM.
ahem... anyways !!! do you think owner!price would ever share his pup with others, specifically someone from tf141? or would he get too jealous?? I FEEL LIKE HE'D MAKE SOME EXCEPTIONS if either his lieutenant or sergeant did very well on a mission but... what do you think about it?
omg don’t get me started. i feel like he would definitely make his pup suck him off infront of some recruits. he’s spent a lot of time training, wants to show off how deep she can take him in her throat.
in my mind, pup soap & pup reader exist in the same universe. i can definitely see simon and price agreeing to let you two fuck when you’re in heat/rut. it makes it easier on everyone, the two of you can fuck for hours and not get tired. plus, they love the sounds you two make when soap finally knots you.
i can also see him showing you off to very close friends as an example of what a pup should be like. showing them how absolutely obedient and addicted you are to him. maybe even letting them fuck your throat. but not your cunt, that’s his.
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meowpupp · 4 months
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I HAVE to ask, I read the last one, about the puppy reader in heat, and couldn't help but think what would happen if one time Price just actually got the reader pregnant? What'd happen then? (I'm not expecting something long, simple sentence like "I don't know lmao" will work)
UHHHHHHHH hmmmm…
i think if price got pup pregnant, they would both just freak out. in my mind, hybrids can only reproduce with hybrids. so the hybrid x human baby would be like a miracle jesus baby. but i do think that owner price has probably put his pup on some serious birth control. there’s probably a needle or sumthin that she gets every couple months.
IM SORRY IM LIKE SO SCARED OF PREGNANCY IDK?!??!!!
(speaking of, i have some pretty interesting ideas abt medical procedures for hybrids…. specifically about punishments)
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meowpupp · 5 months
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do you make poe bots? if so what’s your account because if you make poe bots as delicious as ur writing i’ll kiss you 😞
i do!! i gotta admit, they might not be as put together as the fics here, but the prompts are all the same type of filthy.
here are a couple links!! be warned, my prompts change ALL THE TIME because i get bored.
price x puppygirl -> https://poe.com/pricespuppyREA
owner!ghost x pup!soap x pup!reader (ik it’s diff to my blog 😭) -> https://poe.com/ownerghostpupsoapREA
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meowpupp · 3 months
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I know price would let pup-soap fuck puppy-girl but would he share her with Simon?
tw:// hybrid smut, fem reader, overstim, messy sex, 3sum, absolute filth
owner!price who lets owner!simon fuck his cute girls cunt so he can see what a well trained pup feels like.
price sits in the corner of the room, eyes drinking in the scene. simon's hunched over you, nose buried in your neck, inhaling the sweet needy scent that rediateds off of you. hes 9 inches deep, almost brain-dead, the only thing he's able to think about being your hot, tight cunt.
you mewl and whimper under him, thighs shaking as he stuffs you again and again and again. he's thicker than price, stretching your walls to their limit. your whines only grow louder when he presses down on your tummy, making you feel every thick, veiny, inch as he rutts in and out.
simon's ruthless, manhandling your body however he likes. sure, he has a pup of his own. soap is more than satisfying, but to finally get his hands on something like you? a tight cunt trained to take cock like a champ? well, he can't control himself.
your only comfort is price, and even then, the man is mean. taking photos of your fucked out face, of your stuffed cunt as you leak cum all over the sheets. "just making sure simon has some souvenirs. you don't want him to forget how good you were hm? we'll make sure hes got some photos so he can show his pup how to behave."
you end up almost passed out. your cunt long past abused, body twitching and tensing as you cum for the nth time. simon has you pinned ass up, hand fisted in your hair. his other grips your hip tightly, pulling you back each time he slams into you.
a wet squelch sounds out with each thrust, only adding to the lewd atmosphere. you're a mess, cunt drooling down your thighs, staining his bedsheets, joining the mix of cum already there.
"s'fuckin good. fuck," his hips speed up, driving you towards yet another orgasm, "should be grateful you're not mine sweetheart. I'd ruin your poor lil cunt every fuckin night. let my mutt have the sloppy seconds."
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meowpupp · 4 months
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does owner!price hand you over to soap while you’re in heat 🥹. you’re just too much to handle for him!! he’s getting old, and giving you 4-5 rounds is exhausting, so why not hand you over to simon’s pet?
price and ghost have a mutually beneficial agreement. both of their pups are at the peak of their fertility, and so when heat comes around, there’s only so much they can do. so, they arrange play dates.
it always starts with fighting. both you and soap are so pent up, so tightly wound with energy that as soon as you get your hands on each other, instincts take over.
it’s a tumble of claws and teeth. soap manhandles you to the ground, one hand shoving your face into the floor while the other pulls your panties down. he’s quick to force apart your thighs and shove his face between them. your scent drive him wild, he can’t help but want to devour your pretty cunt.
it’s only once ghost pulls him off, both him and price sick of hearing you whine and cry for cock, that he finally fucks you. soap is rough, his rut clouding his mind. his hips pound down into yours, making your whole body jolt as you slowly turn cockdrunk.
he fucks you till your slick stains the carpet, the rhythmic ‘slap slap slap’ of his hips against yours fills the room. he growls in your ear, too far gone for words. he finally has something soft and warm to rut into, his thick cock filling out every inch of your wet cunt.
you go round after round, soft tummy getting more and more pudgy as he fills you with cum. by now, price and ghost have stopped talking. their eyes fix on the web of slick and cum that connect you and soap each time the bigger pup pulls back. the way you drool into the carpet as you whimper, and how soaps tail whips back and forth as he ruins you.
soap is mean, he fucks you like he hates you, rubs your throbbing clit as he chokes you out. he grins as you whimper and babble, crying for your owner. it’s not his fault your body can’t take a proper cock like his, your poor puppy-cunt is used to human cock. he practically splits you in half as he stuffs you with his knott. your cunt cumming around him for the nth time.
price is less than sympathetic, kneeling down infront of you. he brushes your hair back, smirking as he notices just how fucked out you are. soap doesn’t stop as price gently cups your cheeks. “just a couple more rounds, okay pup? don’t want you humping my leg all night again.” he chuckles lowly as you whine, tears streaming down your face as you sob, “cmon, be a good girl n take it. atta girl.”
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meowpupp · 22 days
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tw://overstim, mentions of hard(?) kink, puppygirl smut, corruption kink, porn, very degrading/condescending, oral(m)
owner!price who finds out you, his new little puppygirl, is a virgin.
his head spins, cock twitching at the idea of corrupting your dumb little puppy-brain. he pins you to his lap, a hand gripping your jaw tight, forcing you to watch video after video of sweet puppygirls like you being violated by their owners.
each one is worse than the last, he deliberately chose the most filthy, degrading, perverted clips. he feels a little mean about it, conditioning your dumb little cunt to get wet at the idea of being ruined by him, but the thought is quickly forgotten as he sees how easy it is.
he doesn't let you look away for a second, making you watch as puppygirls are spat on, tied up, spanked, edged and overstimulated. his voice is a low grumble as he toys with you, teasingly tapping your clit as he spews filth.
“I know sweetheart, you wanna be bred like that pretty girl, hm? but only big girls get their owners cock. you're just a puppy, puppys are allowed to be bred, silly girl.”
“oh? I didn't think you were such a filthy little mutt, dripping all over me while you watch other poor pups be split open by cock.”
“shh shh shh, be good sweetheart. i know, I know, you think you're a big girl. but you're wrong. your little puppy-cunt can't even take my fingers.”
he torments you for what feels like hours, tapping your clit, groping your thighs, making you watch video after video. he doesn't stop until you've turned into a drippy, sensitive, whiny mess.
even then, he doesn't grant you any real relief, pushing you off his lap. he presses the smooth leather of his boot to your sensitive, swollen little clit, watching you hump it like a bitch in heat.
strokes his cock while he watches, pulling his boot away only a second before you cum. the sight of your ruined, tear streaked face is what sends him over the edge, painting your face with his hot, sticky cum.
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meowpupp · 5 months
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chubby!puppygirl x owner!price
Price is getting older, retired from the SAS now. his work never allowed him to settle down meaning no wife, no girlfriend, not even a casual hookup. so after hours of stroking his cock to puppygirl porn, he decides he should get one for himself. maybe make some home videos.
he browses local shelters. most the pup hybrids are the same. all thin and muscular. their bodies profiled by sharp angles and sharper teeth. then he sees you.
your picture is sweet. a sweet smile, floppy ears, sharp eyes. your tail is blur, clearly wagging it at the time they took your picture. he clicks on your profile, he has to know more.
‘one of our newer rescues! she’s a sweet girl, but too smart for her own good! this pup would best be suited to a household that can give her lots of attention and training to avoid misbehaviour. ’
a smile quirks at his lips. perfect. pretty, smart, and a little needy.
you’ve got a soft body- rolls and curves that he desperately wants to grope. he can imagine it now, you’d be sat pretty in his lap cockwarming him. he’d stretch your tight cunt, grope and squeeze at your tits, slap your clit when you squirm.
within a week, he’s adopted you.
the first few weeks fly by. a month in and you’re fully settled. price treats you well, extremely well. praises almost everything you do, constantly pets and kisses you, feeds you the highest quality food. devours your cunt every night.
he’s made you drunk on him. every morning you wake up nuzzled in his arms. within ten minutes he’s shoved his fingers into your soft cunt, rutting his hips into your ass. prices voice low and growl as he praises you; “fuck, pup. so fuckin wet for me. my good girl. cmon, cum for me, show me how needy you are.”
afterwards, he feeds you. makes you whatever you like. once youre full and happy, tail wagging back and forth, he shoves you under the table. sits you on your knees between his legs. price tangles a hand in your hair, eases himself into your throat. your ‘morning treat.’
breakfast is followed by a walk. he is ex-military, old habits die hard. by the time you get back, you’re sweaty, body worn out and tired. ready for a shower.
this is prices favourite time of day. he takes you into the shower, gently washes your body. soaps you up in sweet smelling bubbles, washes you down with warm water.
the whole time, he’s squeezing your soft body. knows exactly where to grope you to make you squeak.
the part he loves the most though? when he spreads your chubby thighs, changes the shower setting, and sprays water directly on your clit. he bites and sucks the fat of your tits, grumbles against the soft skin.
“cmon pup, gotta make sure you’re clean. be a good girl, spread your legs f’me… atta girl”
every moment of your day, you’re lavished with attention and praise. so when you act up, break the rules, disrespect him? his punishments hit hard.
he gets up before you do, already gone on his morning run. he makes you food, but leaves it on the bench. he doesn’t so much as look at you for the first half of the day, let alone speak a word.
it’s only when you’re crying at his feet, grinding your wet aching cunt against his boot that he bothers to look at you.
with a hand in your hair, he tilts your head. the sight of tears running down your chubby cheeks making him rock fucking hard.
he uses the other hand to squish your cheeks together, eyes stern and cold, voice flat as he speaks. “What did you do wrong?”
he doesn’t let go, making you talk through a forced pout. he waits until you’re begging and sobbing, eyes needy and desperate before he gives in.
price pulls you up over his knee, big hands a little too rough with you. he pushes your panties down, exposing your cunt. lets out a groan as he slowly toys with your soft clit. you’re fucking dripping.
“Mhm, i know puppy. you’re sorry. didn’t mean to make me mad, huh?” he smirks as you nod. he’s practically drooling at how your thighs surround his hand, the fat burying it.
he waits till you're relaxed before he pulls his hand back, delivering a stinging spank. he keeps his other on your neck, forcing you still.
Price continues to spank you, making you count each one. grinding his tent against your tummy as he turns your ass red, only getting harder as your tears wet his jeans.
he makes you count in intervals of ten. spanks you red and raw, then after 10, strokes your pretty pussy. he gets you nice and relaxed, acts as if it’s over, then repeats.
he only stops once you’re shaking and sobbing, his jeans completely soaked with slick and tears.
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meowpupp · 2 days
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tw// overstim++, hybrid smut, bondage, gag, price and simon are assholrs, JUSTICE FOR JOHNNY ‼️
pup!johnny, who's been such a good boy for owner!simon recently. while pup!reader, been the complete opposite for owner!price.
you've been whining and yapping for attention constantly. you're desperate for attention and pleasure. spending most your time rutting against anything you can find. your big puppy eyes were at first endearing when you pawed at his cock, but it quickly stopped being cute.
price has had enough. you're so desperate, he can't get anything done. there's a thin line between needy and annoying, and you've definitely crossed it.
meanwhile, soap has been such a good boy. listening to each and every one of simons commands, keeping his grubby paws off his cock. he even resisted you during your weekly playdate. keeping his hands (and cock) to himself. even despite your pitiful attempts to grind on his thigh.
and so, naturally, there's an obvious conclusion here. two birds, one stone.
when simon tells soap that he's having an extra playdate with you this week, he knows something is up. it's unusual. playdates are normally a bargaining chip for good behaviour. but then again, being rewarded is something johnny never protests.
he had expected the usual, not this. as soon as he entered prices house, Simon gave him an order to follow. and so he did, only to find you bound, gagged, and desperate. all for him.
you're a sight, one that would make even the strongest man rock hard. wrists tied behind your back with pretty pink ribbon. you're dressed in white lace, the lingerie hugging each curve and roll. price had dressed you up for the pup. even going as far as gagging you, the pink dogbone shaped silicone making you drool all over the sheets.
you're already a wreck. your slick shines as it drips down your thighs. the white lace of your panties is translucent, wet fabric clinging to your prrtty cunt. the vibrator price used to torture your pretty clit tossed on the bed beside you carelessy. johnny's eyes dart all over the scene, drinking in each detail.
he can barely hold himself back, but he does. after all, he's a good boy. simons good boy. but it doesn't matter in the end. a large hand squeezes the back of his neck, simons deep voice growling in johnny ear as he speaks. "all yours, pup. show price how good you've been."
it takes him less than a second to act. johnny can't hold himself back, gipping your hips tight. you can barely take a breath as before he rups through the lace of your panties. he isn't nice like normal. instead of slowly lapping at your clit until it's swollen and desperate beneath his tounge, slowly stretching your tight cunt with his fingers- he forces his cock deep inside your swollen cunt.
he knows its mean. the way your cry and squirm beneath his tells him youve already cum multiple times. but it only makes you more fun to fuck. your greedy cunt sucks him in, a lewd squelch filling the room with each thrust.
johnny doesn't care if your sore cunt can't take it. he's not fucking you to make you feel good, this is his. his reward. his pleasure. his time to feel good.
his body is so taught and tense. each thrust is a reflection of that. his cockhead slams against your g-spot, merciless as he seeks his own pleasure. he doesn't stop, does slow. he refuses to.
even when you've cum 3 times, even when your sore, puffy cunt is stuffed full with his cum. johnny runs himself ragged. his pace frantic and feral even as you struggle. you sob and whimper into the sheets, giving price your best puppy eyes as try you beg for mercy despite the gag.
but he doesn't give it. "shhh, shh love. s'your punishment. this is what happens to horny pups like you." he growls as a big hand on the back of your head presses your face to the bed below you.
price and simon don't pay attention to you. ignoring your little squeals and yelps as johnny continues to pound into your over-sensitive cunt. they rub salt into the wound, praising the feral pup as he ruins you.
"such a good boy," "you can do better than that baby," "cmon now, harder. she's a toy johnny, use 'er."
they let johnny fuck you till he cant. your ass red and hot from his hips slamming into you, cunt puffy and swollen. johnny shoots blanks before he pulls out. he's whisked away by simon, praised by his owner till his dizzy. meanwhile, price cups your cheek, forcing your hazy eyes to meet his. "learnt your lesson? gonna be a good girl f'me now?" he smirks as you nod, not sure if you even understand what he said.
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