Been away for a few days, will post some stuff tonight to make up for it.
Also, one of the most uncomfortable feelings is being both depressed and aroused at the same time. Like what the fuck are you supposed to do with that.Only posting this here because it’s too personal for my personal account (oddly enough).
So I take it you fantasize about being violated by thick, slick tentacles? Feeling their engorged, pulsating lengths pulverizing your tight little snatch, gaping your cute butt and suffocating you as they force their way down your throat? Your saliva mixing with their lubricant before finally having fertile eggs pumped straight into your abused body... eggs that having you panting and moaning like a dirty slut a week later as you surreptitiously lay them at home? As a fantasy of course? ;)
AnonymousUh… no.
I’m the monster in this story.
