fic prompts 2025 edition

[xax]

it's fic prompt time! i've been considering doing one for a while but i had a bunch of rl stuff happen that kinda knocked me out & i'm only now getting back on the saddle. also this is somewhat dedicated to the republican congress which is once again attempting to make porn illegal. so lets make some gross porn!!

gimmie a prompt with a fandom and some characters and/or a situation, a fetish, whatever, and i might write a short porn fill for it

general rules and regulations:

• fandom stuff only; it's gotta be a fanfic in some respect
  
• there's no particular limit on choice of fandom, but i probably won't write stuff i'm not familiar with. good fandoms: basically any fandoms i've posted fic for; video games released 10+ years ago. bad fandoms: random children's cartoons; most anime
  
• no detailed ocs. 'some guy'/'generic character from the setting' is fine but not, like, your fursona
  
• no asking for further chapters of existing fics i've written, unless they're fics that were also just prompt fills. if i wanted to be working on those i wouldn't be taking prompts!!
  
• i definitely won't be filling every prompt. i'm very bad at finishing things at the best of times

i'm gonna be aiming for, idk 1500-2000-word fills? ish? we'll see

edit: okay i think i'm done taking prompts. i'm gonna try to sit down and bang out a few more fills before i call this one 'done'

fills post here; prior post index over here for reference

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

im pretty sure i suggested this before but id love to see you do some Sangheili/elite porn, from halo. two big gruff military aliens on a long deployment together, blowing off steam or maybe even actually getting romantic.

[(Anonymous)]

FF7:
Cait Sith + Red XIII? (or Galian Beast?)

Could definitely do something with size difference vs. 2-on-one

[xax]

i don't think the ff7 fandom has really reckoned with the idea that in-universe reeve is pretty much exactly one of those furries with a high-paying tech/government job who has a like $20,000 fursuit. and then i guess shinra is like "we're looking for somebody who can infiltrate this terrorist group" and reeve's contribution is "i can do it in my fursuit and rp as my fursona the whole time!!"

Reeve hadn't designed the Cait Sith doll to have a perfectly accurate sensorium. Who wanted to feel actual pain every time it got ripped limb-from-limb by a mako-twisted monster? But it was (officially) a data collection infiltration model, so having sensory feedback was important. That was what he'd written on the official ShinRa funding prospectus, for all the magitech bits and bobs that went into supplementing the basic golem structure. The overall budget expense was nothing compared to Heidegger's troops or Scarlet's big guns.

Cait Sith was based on principles of Ancient golemology, restructured and retouched with technologies of today. It was a masterpiece in long-range telepresence. The core of it was a materia linkage between sibling materia, split off from the same core: Long-Range, Manipulate, paired together to make a link that could persist across continents. It was an amazing technological development that could have made a better company billions of gil, but here in ShinRa it languished in obscurity.

All of that was to say, when Red XIII, traveling with the remnants of AVALANCE, went into rut, Cait Sith was the first to notice. Before Red XIII, even. He could smell it with his cat-like nose. Pheromone signals were filtered in his nose through strata both technological and magical, and he extracted meaning and information from them.

Red XIII in rut smelled really, really good.

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The group was camped out in a literal camp site, abandoned and overgrown on the outskirts of the Gongaga forest. Red XIII had unwisely slunk away from the camp in the middle of the night, reeking so strongly of rut that Reeve thought he must be planning to try his luck humping a tree. He could lick his own dick, right? Maybe that. Either way, Cait Sith followed.

He was licking his own dick. And what a dick it was. Easily a good foot and a half, maybe just below two feet. Deep red, tinging brighter at the tip in mottled pink patches. Each wet swipe of Red XIII's sandpapery tongue caught on the messy barbs around the tip. That couldn't have felt good, but what did he know; he was just a simple innocent fortune-telling cat. Each lick came with a messy burst of pre, splattering into Red XIII's mouth in slobbery runnels. His knot pulsed in his sheath, only visible as a faint swell that shuddered and rippled with each spurt of pre. Reeve made sure he was recording everything.

He'd handled the manufacture of the production unit personally, which meant he was able to slip in a few adjustments that were not on the official ShinRa specs for the model. Which was to say, he'd given both the big moogle and the small cat dicks. They were necessarily cruder than the masterpiece that was Cait Sith's mouth, but they did process biofeedback correctly. The dicks only had some autolube functionality; they couldn't cum. But Reeve could feel both dicks at once. What was the point if making the doll if he couldn't have fun with it? His dick twitched in his slacks, hardening, and he let the cat's dick push out a little into his pants. Just a smooth spike of a dick, big on the cat's body but not huge. Huge was for the moogle's dick.

Cait Sith pranced into the clearing Red XIII had hit himself away in, grinning wildly. "So this is where you tucked yourself away!" he said, grinning wider as Red XIII started and scrambled to his feet, leaving his colossal cock hanging heavily between his haunches.

"What-- You--" Red XIII sputtered.

Cait Sith leaned in, overtly eying up his dick. "In rut, huh? I could help you out with that, y'know!"

"You?!" Red XIII said, a little contempiously.

"How rude! I've been the picture of helpfulness to you all!" Cait Sith smiled cutely. "And it looks like you're quite pent up. Just licking yourself hasn't helped at all, has it?" Red XIII's dick was still bobbing erratically, letting loose messy spurts of pre into the grass beneath. Not even his certain embarrassment about the situation had dampened its needs at all.

Cait Sith hopped off the moogle and padded closer. He tugged on his pants, making the imprint of his unsheathing dick clearer. "Let's say we help each other out, huh?"

Red XIII twisted his head to the side, looking away from Cait Sith. He was blushing under the fur. Not a rejection, though, even as Cait Sith ambled closer. He was almost short enough to fit under Red XIII's legs without ducking. The dick hanging along Red XIII's underbelly was very close to being as long as he was tall. Cait Sith let out a little humming whine of interest, one gloved hand tugging his pants down so his cocktip could peek out in the open and giving it a little tug. The other reached out to curl around Red's barbed cocktip, fingers cupping and stroking upward. A hot burst of pre erupted out across his hand, splattering up across the doll's arm.

Back in his office, Reeve shifted in his seat, cock responding to Cait Sith's stroking by slowly thickening down his right thigh. His head felt muddy from the heavy reek of Red XIII's pheromones. They were more potent filtered through the doll's sensory apparatus than they would be against a human.

"...Fine," Red XIII said. Cait Sith immediately leaned in and smeared its face against his cock, moaning cutely as the next spurt of pre splashed all across its face, utterly soaking all its receivers in drippy lines of potent, virile preseed.

Cait Sith let out a groaning gurgle, mouth open, as he lapped at Red XIII's cocktip, hand already eagerly stroking himself off. Reeve's cock lengthened down his thigh, each heartbeat sending it fattening wider, hardening to full erection as he licked across Red's fat monster cock.

Red XIII let out a hungry snarl and hunched forward, sending his cock skidding across Cait Sith's face. "Take it, then," he said, and the bassy growl of his voice sent a spike of heat straight to Reeve's cock.

Cait Sith opened wide, mouth panting with simulated breath. "C'mon, then!" he demanded. "Let me at--" and then any other words were muffled into a wet gurgle as Red XIII's cocktip shoved between his lips and sunk down the doll's throat.

Cait Sith gurgled, both hands curling around Red XIII's shaft as he humped against the doll's face. It didn't need to breathe, technically, but the throat cavity only went so far down, and judging by what Red XIII was packing he might end up being a little... strained. Its own cock, stiff and hard to match Reeve's own, was left untouched, bobbing in the air beneath him as he made himself -- the doll -- an open cavity for Red XIII to fuck.

The big moogle trundled closer. Its chunky cocktip crested out past its big belly, cock cruder than the cat's, but much, much bigger. It settled behind Red XIII, watching his lashing tail, the sag of his heavy balls from behind. His asshole was tight, untried, and the moogle idly stroked itself off, smearing lube across its cock, as Red XIII bowed forward, fucking Cait Sith's mouth.

As Red XIII rocked back, shaft pulling gleaming from Cait Sith's throat, his ass tapped against the moogle's big cock, and lost in his rut he ground backwards, sinking its cocktip inside him.

Back in ShinRa HQ, sitting at his desk with late-night paperwork in front of him, Reeve stifled a groan. His dick was hard in his slacks, jutting out down his thigh in a way that would be impossible to miss if he had to stand. The sensation of Red XIII pounding down his throat and rocking back deeper onto his cock was transmitted faithfully. His dick twitched again, letting out a messy bead of pre that was eagerly soaked into the dark fabric.

Half the world away, Red XIII let out a howling groan and rutted deep, sending his cock plunging down Cait Sith's throat until his growing knot smacked against his muzzle with a wet crack. His throat bulged, slick throat-cavity straining around its girth. Cait Sith gurgled, neck bloated around the fat pillar of Red XIII's cock, and the big moogle moved forward, sinking its cock deeper into Red XIII's ass, pinning him between their bodies so that each thrust just rocked him between the cat's mouth and the moogle's cock. His sloppy pre gurgled back up Cait Sith's throat in frothy globs, burbling over its lips and down its front, matting down its fur.

Red XIII huffed and panted, knot aching. His paws dug into the gravely ground, claws splayed, and he slammed forward, knot bearing down against Cait Sith's slobbery mouth. The turgid flesh strained against its lips before it slopped in with a heavy wet thump.

There was the faint spang of pain as some stitching somewhere ripped. Reeve had not designed the doll to take something the size of Red XIII's knot in its face without damage. He was breathing hard, sensation overlapped with the doll having its mouth plugged, throat filled, with Red XIII's cock. If he moved his tongue in his mouth he swore he could feel Red's knot inside it: feeling like it was easily the size of two fists with the size difference between him and the puppet. Each throb jabbed against the roof of his mouth, his tonsils. Red XIII's asshole shuddered around his cock, pulsing and rippling as his balls drew up tight, and the moogle thrust forward, sinking its whole cock into him, until it felt like Red XIII was sitting in his lap, fully impaled on Reeve's cock.

Red XIII howled, and his knot shuddered and surged fatter. There were more snaps and creaks as it utterly wrecked some of the delicate sensors in Cait Sith's facial cavity. Reeve had to pant, jaw hanging loose even though there was nothing there. Cum gurgled intangibly down his throat, sloshing heavily in his stomach, as Red XIII's knot sealed up Cait Sith's throat.

Reeve hunched forward over his desk, eyes screwed tight shut. His cock twitched, and he exhaled sharply as he came in his slacks: one, two, three heavy pulses before he started to feel his load ooze down to his knee, soaking through the expensive fabric in slimy patches. Red XIII's ass kept clenching around his cock, milking heavier spurts out of him. His stomach roiled as the Cait Sith doll was pumped full of cum. The end of its throat cavity emptied into a small false-stomach, and the cum surged into it, flooding it in only a few spurts before his cum forced its way back up his throat. Reeve gurgled, dimly aware he was drooling onto his desk, breath sharp and strained to force past the phantom sensation of having what felt like gallons of cum clogging his throat.

Reeve found himself hunching forward, smearing the tacky head of his cock against his cum-soaked slacks. An achy overstimulation to take his mind off the brutal stretch of Red XIII's cock lodged in his throat, his stomach bloated overfull with cum. More internals were breaking, pinned and twisted out of place as the balloon-like false stomach was pumped fatter and fatter with more of the beast's scalding-hot cum. At the same time, the moogle's cock was still sunk down to the base in his ass, rippling along his dick and keeping him half-hard.

Red XIII didn't stay knotted long, mercifully. A little longer and they both would've gotten to experience the Cait Sith doll bursting apart at the seams, reduced to little more than a soggy cum balloon. As it was, parts of its throat started to shred around Red's barbs, letting spurts of his cum squirt up to splatter against his sheath, oozing down his churning balls to paint his front in a frothy layer of steaming cum.

Cait Sith gurgled off Red's softening cock, puking up the length of it with a messy retch, followed by a pressurized eruption of cum splattering all across the churned-up forest floor.

Red XIII was panting hard, too: "I've never felt anything like that," he said, half-dazed.

Cait Sith drooled out more cum. "First time knotting anybody, eh?" His voice was slurred, both from the rut-haze clouding Reeve's mind and the physical damage to his windpipe. "There's a lot more after that!"

Red was still horny and pent up. His cock was flagging before his second wave, but he was still soaking the air around them with his rut pheromones. Heat sizzled off his tongue. "I should repay you," he said, worked up, needy. His slavering tongue lapped down Cait Sith's cum-slathered front, to the untouched spike of his cock.

Red XIII's sandpapery tongue lapped across his cock in hot waves. Warm breath puffed over his thighs and up across his stomach. Red XIII opened his maw, panting, to take in Cait Sith's spike of a cock. It should have been brutally overstimulating, but the sensory connection softened the worst of it. Reeve huffed and puffed, red-faced, at his desk as his limp cock shuddered. The second orgasm had him curled up, sweaty forehead pressed against his paperwork as something deep in his hips clenched hard and sent a second load oozing up his shaft, spilling out into his ruined slacks in a messy drool of filmy pre and backed-up cum.

Cait Sith's spasming motions and wet gurgles -- cum still bubbling back out from his overstuffed belly -- managed to convince Red XIII he'd came. Enough of Red's load was sheeting down his front, all down his cock, that it would've been difficult to catch anything Cait Sith had came. He gave Cait Sith's cock one last lick before sitting back on his haunches, his own breath fast, his own cock still peeking, cum-slathered, from his sheath.

Gurgling on Red's phantom cum, soft cock still sluggishly pissing out his load, Reeve thought: I really should've sprung for fake cum in the cat doll at least. Maybe for version 2. He was going to need one, if this kept up with Red XIII.

[ripgar219]

Oh hey, I'm happy my prompt tickled your fancy! (I'd have replied anonymously but the Captcha service that Dreamwidth uses is having some problems...)

Reeve hadn't designed the Cait Sith doll to have a perfectly accurate sensorium. Who wanted to feel actual pain every time it got ripped limb-from-limb by a mako-twisted monster? ...
The core of it was a materia linkage between sibling materia, ...

One of my favorite things about your writing is how you weave in worldbuilding/background details. It makes things feel a lot more concrete.

Reeve made sure he was recording everything.

... Reeve. Oh, Reeve. XD

Red XIII twisted his head to the side, looking away from Cait Sith. He was blushing under the fur.

I think you tend to write Red as the shyer participant a lot of the time - it's cute.


Anyways, I really enjoy your prose. It's always interesting to read and has a lot of texture! Like, for example, the alliteration here:

Its chunky cocktip crested out past its big belly, cock cruder than the cat's, but much, much bigger.

And right afterwars, the variety in the phrase structure is great - it has really nice flow. From the moogle to Red XIII's hindquarters back to the moogle again.

It settled behind Red XIII, watching his lashing tail, the sag of his heavy balls from behind. His asshole was tight, untried, and the moogle idly stroked itself off, smearing lube across its cock, as Red XIII bowed forward, fucking Cait Sith's mouth.

A little longer and they both would've gotten to experience the Cait Sith doll bursting apart at the seams, reduced to little more than a soggy cum balloon.

That... might have ruined the mood. Haha. Do you think that cure works on the robot?

Anyways, your writing is really hot and I love the way that you weave in Reeve's mirrored reactions with the physical scene.

(Also, the fandom at large might not have thought about Reeve being a "suspiciously wealthy furry" but some people have definitely taken notice! e.g.: https://www.tumblr.com/aayemae/712634119730888704/reeve-tuesti-is-a-corporate-furry-and-you-cannot?source=share )

Prompts

[ysabetwordsmith]

>> so lets make some gross porn!! <<

That's the way to handle it. \o/

>>gimmie a prompt with a fandom and some characters and/or a situation, a fetish, whatever, and i might write a short porn fill for it <<

Teen Wolf: Derek / Stiles
Wolves are fascinated by smells, and especially things that humans find gross, like roadkill and body odor and the raunchy messiness of dirty sex.

You might also like summerofthe69 which has its theme poll open.

[(Anonymous)]

Tidus X Kimahri

Kimahri seems pent up so tidus offers to spar but surprises tidus by wanting to not just have sex but bottom too.

[xax]

The child who had washed up on the beach was going to be a problem. Already Yuna had gotten attached, which meant he would likely to tagging along, despite clearer heads already foreseeing the problem of dragging a toxin-poisoned idiot around with them like he would be capable of acting as a real Guardian.

Someone had already tossed him a sword and told him he could be a Guardian, so it wasn't at all out of place for Kimahri to try testing that attestation of his out. He ambushed him from the trees as he walked along the Besaid trails. Easy. Simple. Tidus lasted all of five minutes before his exhausted arms dropped his guard, and Kimahri was immediately inside the range of his sword and slamming a shoulder against his chest. The blow knocked the sword from his hands and his feet from the ground, and he staggered back and crumpled supine on the ground.

Kimahri waited for a moment for him to stand up, and when he didn't he decided he needed some extra prompting. He picked up the fallen sword and tossed it across his stomach. "Again," he demanded.

"Come on!" Tidus whined, staggering to his feet. "Can't we just be friends? C'mon, talk to me! Even Lulu is talking to me!"

"No," Kimahri said, and smacked him in the face with the butt of his spear. "Fight."

Tidus' showing was even worse in the second round. Had he genuinely been exhausted by five minutes of sparring? He wouldn't even be useful for blowing off steam sparring.

By the third round Kimahri had discarded his spear entirely. It wasn't necessary to defeat him. At least the press of skin on skin, the straining of muscle, was something like exercise. Heat burned inside him as he clotheslined Tidus and threw him into a tree: muscles hot, body freely sweating, breath flowing solidly through his body. He was hard, cock bulging his loincloth. He pinned Tidus again, this time sitting on his chest: both his wrists in one hand, pinned over his head, while his knees pinned his shoulders. Tidus squirmed, face red, as he tried to break free. It was only when he went limp, completely submitting to Kimahri, that he considered actually letting him up. He shifted his weight back, settling against his hips.

Tidus' dick, hard, jabbed against his right asscheek. He was surprisingly big. It pulsed when he put his weight down, pinned between his hip and Kimahri's ass.

"Hn." Kimahri glared down at him.

Fear flashed across Tidus' face, and his gaze flitted between his bared teeth and his own tented loincloth. Tidus decided acting apologetic would work: he squirmed under Kimahri's pin, eyes averted. "Sorry! It got really, uh, physical! And, you know--" he kept on rambling for a moment before Kimahri sat back on his haunches and reached down to yank Tidus' shorts down. Tidus squawked. He was wearing a loose undergarment under the shorts, light blue and tented out around his dick. Kimahri tore that one away entirely, letting his hard cock flop out into the open. Big. Not quite Ronso big, but... much bigger than Kimahri was expecting.

If this boy wouldn't be a decent sparring partner or Guardian, he could at least serve them by allowing Kimahri to use him to his own satisfaction. He tugged his loincloth to the side, twisting the coil of fabric out from his asscheeks -- and incidentally allowing his cock to burst out into the open as well, arcing down to smack across Tidus' chest with a meaty crack -- and then he sunk himself down, asshole flexing open. He sheathed the whole length of Tidus' cock inside him in a single motion, and Tidus' wide-eyed expression of alarm at seeing Kimahri's cock dissolved into a dazed, unfocused stare, eyes nearly rolling back in his head. A sound like "Aaaannngh??" burst from his open mouth.

Kimahri worked his internal muscles, tugging and clenching on his shaft, letting it firm up to its full size inside him. Suitable. The first suitable thing about him. His hefty balls lolled against Kimahri's ass, the flesh of his sac furrowing and relaxing, keeping his balls churning.

A heavy spurt of pre erupted inside him, splattered out against the opening to his guts, and it was easy to shift his weight back slightly, bearing down, to let his guts open up and admit his fat cockhead. Kimahri let out a deep groan as his guts opened, and his cock kicked up to bob in the air, shooting off a hefty rope of pre that smacked one end across Tidus' chest and webbed all the way up across his face before snapping apart, letting the rest of the shot land in the hard-packed path beyond him. His groan died off in a grinding growl, and his tensed his thighs, rising fractionally up before thumping back down, slamming Tidus' cockhead through the pulsing opening to his guts.

Kimahri's balls puddled across Tidus' stomach, lolling as fist-sized eggs as he found his rhythm. Tidus' cock was nowhere near the size needed to really stretch him and keep his cock half-hard as he rode it, so now that it lolled from his loincloth it grew to its full length, bobbing up and down just in front of Tidus' chin, flinging stringy cords of pre across his chest and face as Kimahri settled into riding his cock.

Most humans weren't big enough to do much more than tap their cockheads against that opening. Kimahri ground his ass down on Tidus' crotch, huffing, following the pleasure of his cock angling inside him. He shallowly rocked on it, fucking his guts, while beneath him Tidus wisely lay still, eyes open wide, hands flopping like dying fish in the dust beside him.

"Useless Guardian can find a use as Kimhari's rut-stick." Tidus' eyes bugged out, taking in Kimahri steadily rocking on his cock: thighs flexing into enormous blocks to rock him upwards, only to relax and let his huge asscheeks slam down on his hips, over and over.

Hands nervously settled against his ankles, pushing and pulling a little to try to control Kimahri's pace. Kimahri glowered down at him, teeth bared, and Tidus froze. "Rut-stick does not move," Kimahri snarled, and Tidus obligingly nodded hastily, even as his cock shuddered and spat another mess of pre into his ass.

Kimahri used the boy as nothing more than a rutting post, riding his stiff cock at exactly the pace he wanted. Heat twisted into a hot tangle as his guts opened up. He bounced on his cock, silence turning to snarls that turned into heavy, wet panting. His cock shuddered, drizzling pre across Tidus' chest, painting his flushed face in gush after gush of hot, heavy slime. He felt it coming. His guts pulsed, opening wider, hungrily sucking on Tidus' cock, and he found himself slamming down onto it, ass beating a tattoo as his snarls rose into a bellowing roar that shook the forest around him. His cock erupted, pelting bolts of silvery-grey Ronso cum far past Tidus' head, painting lines and then forming pools across the hard-packed dirt. It wasn't until his orgasm started to ebb that his load started to pour across Tidus' face: the dregs of his load, weakly spurting from his cocktip in heavy arcs, splattered across his face and chest, soaking him in thick, gummy lines.

Tidus had came inside him. Enough that it churned up along his shaft and spilled from his slackening hole in heavy froth. Thick globs slurped out over his rim, smearing into his pubes. Nowhere near a proper Ronso's load.

Tidus panted on the forest floor, gasping for breath. His cock was softening inside him, load spilling out along his slick flesh. Kimahri's cock was still hard, bobbing over his chest, webbed against his skin with glimmering threads of cum. It would take more than a single release to relax him.

Kimahri glowered down at Tidus. His ass clamped down on his shaft, forcing its turgid length back to half-hardness. "Again," he growled, thighs bunching, ass sliding along his shaft. Beneath him, Tidus gulped.

[(Anonymous)]

Gross porn?? holy shit, rad!

How about Elden Ring?
Hoarah Loux getting his holes wrecked by a runebear

Or Wolverine and Sabretooth rutting like animals

(Maybe a little Mayternity bonus of MPreg? transmasc or cis either way is great imo.)

[xax]

as i've always said about elden ring furry porn, serosh can come too. as a treat

Serosh only had to follow the sounds. The cracking of treetrunks, bestial roaring, the wet sound of flesh impacting flesh. Given the sounds, most would expect battle. It certainly had been battle at some point. Hoarah Loux's battleaxe had been flung into the trunk of a tree, and his armor had been stripped off. Both he and the runebear were streaked with blood from fang and blade. He had pinned the runebear, arms twisted to hold one enormous shoulder down, feet solidly planted on its knees to keep its hips in place. His form would have been better if he hadn't positioned himself to take all of the beast's cock.

The forest clearing would have been picturesque before. Now it was a muddy morass: grass trampled, ground churned up in furrows and ridges, trees toppled. The runebear was a huge specimen of its kind, halfway grown into a dragon and with muscles to match. Even the full extent of Hoarah Loux's bare, muscular body fit neatly between its chest and thighs. Its balls lolled across the ground, immense boulders, and the slimy pillar of its cock slurped and squelched from Hoarah's hole as they rocked against each other in combat.

His ass was settled atop its crotch, his belly bulging from the sheer volume of its issue. His core was soft and relaxed, yielding to the beast cock inside him, and so the runebear seemed on the verge of succeeding in flipping him over so it could breed him as it desired. It bucked, attempting to throw him off, and Hoarah's stomach warped and shifted as the runebear's monstrous cockhead jabbed to the surface, revealing a dinnerplate-sized knobbled tip before Hoarah's body moved with it and sunk it back within his depths. His bloated belly swayed with its own weight, nearly knocking him off his perch with the sheer power of its swing, so heavy and sloshing with bear cum. A runebear's cock was already man-sized, and one this large -- no doubt the cock filling him up would be bigger yet. Hoarah's belly wobbled and sloshed with each burst of bestial pre inside him, spray filling like a torrential waterfall. His hole gripped the beast's cockroot tight, keeping its issue inside him -- save for when the beast bucked and writhed. Their wrestling forced heavy spumes of bestial issue from Hoarah's guts, splattering down to coat them both in a frothy slime.

This was the tenth time this month Serosh had needed to scavenge the battlefield to find where Hoarah Loux's lusts had taken him. As the war against the giants had waned, the lust for battle was no longer enough to satiate his appetites. He needed to be bred.

Hoarah's tanned skin shone golden with sweat and cum, washing away the caked-on blood. Most of his wounds had already scabbed over, raw red lines across his sides and chest, fang marks across his neck. They mad been replaced by a different set of wounds. Fresh stretch marks seamed over across his bloated belly, zigzagging down his sides, as the sheer volume of cum stretched him wide.

The runebear bellowed up at the sky, fat ballsac furrowing, and it drove upwards with enough force to shatter a cliff. Hoarah Loux howled with it. His cock pulsed, fat base rippling where it was deeply plugged into his ass, and his bloated, overfull belly rippled and swayed lower as his guts gulped down yet another load. No beast nor man had been able to best Hoarah Loux so far.

Serosh had to admit the view was pleasing. He looked heavy with child, the perfection of his body on display as he tirelessly rode the beast's cock. His brow was furrowed, concentrating on his footwork to keep himself steady, but his eyes were dazed and unfocused, only attending to the movements of the cock inside him. Tracks of dried cum crusted from his nose and mouth; perhaps he'd blown the beast before managing to ride it. Now, his mouth yawned open, wet and drooling, tongue lolling from his mouth as he panted like a dog.

Serosh's cock shuddered in his sheath. For propriety's sake, he shouldn't be aiding Hoarah Loux in these unseemly affairs. The Greater Will put great pride in its breeding, and was disinterested in the dozens of half-breed mongrel chimeras Hoarah Loux had popped out over the long war. But Hoarah Loux was nothing if not demanding. His lusts took great indulgence to sate.

Hoarah Loux's gaze snapped to him the moment Serosh's cocktip peeked from his sheath. His nostrils flared as he sucked in the sweeter scent of Serosh's arousal. He would be the first to admit he didn't compare to the man-thick pillar of a runebear's cock, with his cock only being forearm-thick, not the man-thick buck of a true beast's cock. But Hoarah Loux had never complained. He idly stroked himself off, fingers teasing his barbed cocktip as he watched Hoarah Loux take the beast's cock. His own pre squelched across his palm as he stroked along his shaft, slowly unsheathing. He approached, his heavy balls sliding across his thighs with each step.

Hoarah's attention became more and more divided: the sole focus on getting his guts ruined was split between his eager salivating for Serosh's cock. He took several steps closer, until he was between the runebear's widely-splayed hindpaws. Perhaps it was unseemly of him, but he was enjoying teasing Hoarah just as much as he was enjoying his hand on his cock. A godly warrior, certainly, but having to track him down to whichever beast in rut he'd decided must breed him this day -- it was enjoyable to see him grow more and more crazed for something he couldn't quite reach. The whole length of his cock spilled from his sheath, a long, sharp spear of a cock. Pre burbled from his cocktip, oozing over his pumping fingers. A ripple raced down his cock, ending with an arrow of pre that shot out and splattered all across Hoarah's bulging belly, basting his wobbling flesh with Serosh's pre. Hoarah groaned, a roar building deep in his chest.

Serosh decided he had teased him enough. He stepped closer again, cocktip smearing up Hoarah's side, and he nearly toppled off the runebear's cock in his eagerness to lean forward and suck it into his mouth. He gurgled around the tip, tongue rasping against Serosh's barbs. His expression went slack and pleased, cum-drunk, now that he was finally spit-roast between two cocks.

His nursed on the tip. There were several feet of Serosh's straining shaft, all marbled with twisting barbs, before his chunky cudgel of a cock met his sheath. Might as well, Serosh thought, and grabbed Hoarah's head and hauled him forward, twisting him forward as he slammed the full length of his cock down his throat. His throat bloated, warped around Serosh's fat shaft. He snorted and gurgled, filmy bubbles of drool and pre blowing from his nose as his face met Serosh's sheath with a wet crack. His whole body shuddered and his eyes rolled back in his head. There was the wet spatter of Hoarah Loux cumming all over himself, limp cock pissing out a mess of cum across the underside of his pregnant belly.

Serosh decided he would let the runebear spend another load within Hoarah Loux's body before pulling him off and taking him back to camp. Then Serosh would breed him, and perhaps some of his latest mongrels would come out lion-headed.

[(Anonymous)]

Literally and literary genius adding Serosh into the mix as well. I might need to make some fanart or get a commission of some of the scenes in this story.
Thanks for making this ol' pervs day!!

[(Anonymous)]

Cloud or Barret hear of a powerful healing materia that could help Seto red viii father they journey to it and come back using it however they had no idea of the after effects. While seto is revived perfectly healthy cloud or barret is turned into the same speices as seto and red xiii going into heat and seto going into a rut.

Size difference (seto much larger both cock size and heigh and more bulky while barret or cloud appear a bit more feminine)
Rough sex, mind break, m-preg, slobber

[xax]

The materia alit in Barret's bangle with a piercing green light, bright in the night's gloom. The moon hung heavy above them, its full light casting shadows, but the materia's light instantly ruined Barret's night vision, leaving warping afterimages behind his eyelids.

There was the sharp sound of cracking stone. Movement, when he squinted open his eyes, gun-arm blocking the bangle wrapped around his forearm, and peered out into the night.

"It's working," Red said, next to him.

There had always been rumors of super-special materia that could cure all ills. How could there not be? But Barret hadn't expected to actually find the damn thing. Red had gone out hunting for it, and Barret had tagged along, and what that meant was now it was just the two of them perched on a mesa-top in Cosmo Canyon, where Seto's statue eternally guarded the narrow rear entrance. There was another cracking sound. Shards of stone burst like stinging gravel against Barret's front.

Seto's eyes, when he opened them, were both burning red. A low, guttural snarl built up in his chest, growing louder as his stone transmuted back to flesh and bone. He shook his shoulders, fur sending a spray of dusty gravel as he pulled himself free from the stone. His body was emerging from the statue bigger than it was: body not just restored by the materia, but growth enkindled, adding ropy cords of muscle to his neck and chest as he dragged himself from the stone.

"Woah!" Barret took a step back as Seto's burning gaze lolled towards him. His haunches shook as he dragged his swelling body from the rock cocoon that had entombed him. The thin casing split apart into a mess of shards. Seto was much bigger than the statue itself had been: muscles dense, fur practically aflame, body visibly knotting larger with each thump of his heart.

There was no missing one particular growth. As his haunches peeled from the remnants of the statue and his blazing tail whipped free, his balls jounced out, sac hefty and low-hanging even as his flesh visibly furrowed and tensed, trying to pull his enormous balls up tight to his sheath. Each one was nearly the size of Barret's head, big lopsided kidney-bean shapes, and they were only bloating bigger.

Seto snarled, drool spilling from his lips and spattering the ground dark. One paw, broad as a serving-plate, stomped the ground with a force like an earthquake. His sheath bounced heavily between his thighs, fat and heavy like a cannon adjusting its position. His cocktip peeked out into the open, glowing red like a red-hot bar of iron and casting a dusky glow across the sand beneath him.

Barret gulped. Red only got like that when he was real turned on. He looked over questioningly at Red, who was just as wide-eyed.

The materia was still glowing, and its green glow had slowly grown in intensity until it was a piercing green-white, like a star fallen to the earth. Barret could feel the energy wafting off it, sizzling up his arm.

Seto's cock was enormous. Red was already huge, bigger than any human Barret had ever fucked: nearly two feet of bloated, barbed monster cock, with a chunky, bulbous knot framing the base. Seto's cock was bigger than one of Barret's legs. It peeked out between his forelegs, pissing out a constant stream of pungent preseed onto the gravelly dirt beneath, and it lurched up with erratic twitches, smacking against his underbelly and soaking his fur into wet, dripping hanks. His balls, a fat block wedged between his haunches, lurched and pulsed. Something inside him was audibly gurgling, like a stomach rumbling, only a lot wetter.

On his other side, Red wasn't in much better state. He was swaying drunkenly, tongue lolling from his mouth as his overheated breath rippled the night air. His cock had spilled from his sheath, knot bursting free from his sheath without any coaxing.

And there was Barret, pinned between them.

The materia wasn't just healing. It was kicking all of their bodies up into their most intense state, pushing them to their limit. Barret was dimly aware he was pouring sweat, muscles burning like he'd just finished a heavy set at the gym. For the other two -- Arousal. Rut. Red's cock was gushing watery pre onto the thirsty gravel beneath. Barret only had time to sway, legs buckling to send him to his knees, hand already working to unbuckle his belt, and then they were both on him like wild animals.

Red's cock dragged across his face, barbs biting across his jaw, over his ear. A wet spurt of watery pre drizzled down his cheek. Barret was panting, mouth open, tongue lolling out. It was an easy target for Red's cock to hit. His pointed cocktip jabbed through his parted lips, warping out his cheek, before he shifted, paws scraping through the dust below, and angled to shove his cock straight down Barret's throat.

Good thing he'd had plenty of practice. He gulped, swallowing it down, letting the brutal animal heft of Red's cock bloat his throat and slam straight down to somewhere under his collarbone: a second heart of pulsing heat, pissing out something hot and heavy that sizzled down into his stomach. Red jerked back, barbs sawing all up the length of his throat, and Barret couldn't stifle the wet, gurgling spasm that ended with a mess of filmy pre and phlegm squirting from his nose and drooling from his mouth.

Seto seemed a little irritated his son had sunk into their shared bitch before him. He snarled, claws cutting a stinging slice across Barret's hip as he clawed his already-sagging pants off. His fangs snapped, tearing his boxer-briefs off and baring his ass to the cold night air. Seto's breath was nearly burning hot, billowing sharply between his spread legs to curl over his own cock, and Barret shifted, spreading his legs wider, using his hand to peel open his fat, meaty asscheeks. Red hadn't been able to mount him well the first few times they'd fucked, either.

Seto's paws, huge, curled around his sides, and a cock that felt more like an enormous cacti-limb than anything else crashed down across his back. Huge barbs plucked and twisted across his skin as Seto hauled his hips back, dragging the thigh-thick log of his cock down until the spiky cocktip dragged against the small of Barret's back, pissing out enough pre that it puddled and then overflowed his sides, drizzling down his legs in messy streamers. He reared back, hips jerking, and sent his cock skidding up, to the side, and then finally sliding across the inner rim of his asscheeks, huge cocktip like an arrow nocked right against his fat, rubbery asshole.

Barret had taken Red's knot plenty of times before. Seto's cockhead was nearly the size of Red's knot. It dug into him, spreading his asshole, breaking him open in a wide gape. Barret bellowed around Red's shaft, just wetly gurgling up slimy throatslop, as Seto ground down, forcing him open. His cocktip slurped over his heavy rim, barbs rippling smoothly as they pressed down and then sprung open after clearing his pulsing rim. They were like huge thorns, each one thumb-thick, forming fat, twisting tendrils that plucked across the inner flesh of his ass. Barret gurgled again, sloppily sucking on Red's cock to distract himself from how his ass was being cored open. Red's knot punched him in the face, a huge turgid ball of barbed flesh. It cracked off his lips, rebounding as Red drew back between thrusts, and it came back thickly webbed with the heavy, slobbery slime that kept squirting up Barret's throat and drooling from his nose.

Red messily mated his face: cocktip stabbing against the entrance to his stomach, knot smacking his lips, as Seto awkwardly rutted into him. Barret's asscheeks deformed around the tree-trunk girth of his cock, asshole a rubbery ring bulging and shuddering between them. Barely more than the tip was in him, and already Barret could feel Seto's cockhead scraping against his guts, bulging out his stomach with its pointed tip.

Seto slammed forward, plunging his cock into Barret's guts, and when he silently howled, throat completely plugged with Red's cock, Red jerked forward, punching his knot through his lips and over his teeth with a sharp pang. Red howled, baying up at the moon, and his knot jerked hard in Barret's mouth, keeping his jaw cracked open wide, lips bruised up like he'd been punched in the face, heavily hanging off his mouth and draping around the stiff, hard root of his cock. Red's load, steaming hot, sprayed unceasingly down his throat, straight into his stomach.

Barret hung there, gurgling, throat and ass both plugged. His weight was suspended more between the two lion-wolf's cocks than he was supported by his knees. Seto rutted short and sharp into him, sending Barret's bloated belly swaying, his sharp cocktip knifing out from his stomach, only slightly padded by the accumulated volume of his watery pre. His guts squirmed and shuddered, belly bloating out with each of Seto's jabs, sluggishly rounding out as his pre kept spurting inside him.

Seto's knot slammed against his bruised and bloated asslips with a heavy, wet crack that knocked Barret forward, mashing Red's knot against his throat and pressing his face into a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss with Red's sheath. Coarse sheathfur dragged against his face as Seto rutted again, again, again, hammering his knot against his ass. Fuck, Red was the biggest dick he'd ever taken, and Seto was on a whole other level. His asshole pulsed and gaped, worked wider by the continual scrape of Seto's huge, thorny barbs slurping inside and then yanking out, plucking the inner rim of his hole each time. He felt himself spread wider, abused muscle sluggishly folding inside-out as his guts spilled out around Seto's shaft, forming a rubbery pad of bruised flesh ringing his knot. Seto's knot sunk into him, less breaching his asshole, and more coaxing out a messy tangle of his guts until they slurped backwards over it, cocooning his knot in a pulsing sheath of raw gutflesh.

That was enough of a tie to get Seto to cum. He roared, bass howl lower than Red's, and his cock shuddered and let out a shot like a punch, rippling Barret's warped stomach. And then again, and again, slowly evening out into a continual high-pressure spray, a firehose deep in his guts that pissed out his virile load into Barret's depths.

Slobbery strings of drool splattered across his back: Red and Seto, rut-drunk, messily kissing above him, tongues intertwined. Their breath was searing hot, billowing across his sweaty, drool-spattered back. All Barret could do was stay dangling between them, throat working around Red's cock, guts cradling Seto's enormous knot, as the two wolf-lions pissed out their rut-rich loads into his depths, watery and heavy. His belly sloshed beneath him, heavy and hot, keeping him overheated and sweating as the weight of their loads inside him just grew and grew.

Barret wasn't sure when -- or if -- the materia-induced rut was going to wear off. He was pinned there, a rut-toy, their breeding bitch for however long they wanted to use him. But, fuck, he could get used to that.

[(Anonymous)]

No matter what love your writing style!! Ngl was hoping for more but this ass destroying scene and dather son kissing pretty hot!!!

[(Anonymous)]

The war is over shepherd goes to see his adopted som grunt on tachanka. Drinking and shephered wakes up collared and owned by wreav.

[(Anonymous)]

Clive is out in the desert with torgal wandering around and over heats. Torgal not wanting his toy/play thing to die drags him to some shade turning into his ice form and sits on his face and then fucks him and drags him around the desert with his knot in clive.

Size difference torgal being the size of a horse in powered up mode
Face sitting
Rough sex
Slobbery sloppy kisses

[(Anonymous)]

Forgot to add this is a continuation of the clive torgal prompt you did last time. Where torgal fucked clive in the shed at the hideout

[(Anonymous)]

the arbiter from halo finds a odst takes him as a pet

[(Anonymous)]

Yay gross porn!

Any of the Teen Wolf cast, take your pick. Maybe Theo x Jordan Parrish? They don't have a lot of fics.

Risky/public sex/getting caught. Maybe in the back of a police cruiser or in the police station?
Rough sex
And the juiciest, filthiest, most detailed MPreg you can conjure

[(Anonymous)]

I have a few idea's that i hope will catch your interest, but im not sure so we will have to see.

Monster hunter franchise - So in each of the monster hunter games, or more recent ones you got some form of pet, the palico's from world, the dogs from rise and now the big chocobo like birds from wilds, so im thinking a nice big cum inflation/egg filling gangbang with the hunter and all 3 pets, nice big barbed cat dick on his little feline friend, huge fat doggy dick on the dog and massive bird cock putting eggs inside him for an egg laying, prolapse finish.

Lilo and stitch is getting a new remake soon, so maybe stich fucking up some of the larger men in the movie, preferably Jumba/Gantu/Cobra but any of the guys is fine, again huge cocks, cum inflation, prolapse, all the good stuff.

Mass effect- Recently just played the games, im thinking Wrex/Grunt using pretty much any of the male crewmates from any of the games to breed a nice batch of krogan babies, although you might have done that already so sorry if i missed it.

Doom - Again big new DOOM release in a few days, maybe do the slayer getting his guts rearranged by one of the big demon guys from the older games, or maybe doing some rearranging himself, he is the only thing they fear after all XD again pretty sure you can guess my preferences by now, big dicks, cum inflation, messy prolapse ending, the works.

Halo - Maybe something involving 117 and some amount of covenant, or maybe something between 117 and the arbiter after they join forces, or hell just some human grunt getting jumped by some brutes/elites/hunters.

Marvel Rivals gives a lot more crossover for your continued rocket/hulk stories, but i haven't played much so don't actually have a fully fledged idea on that one, just more characters means more fun guys for rocket to mess up.

That's about it for now, hope one or two of these tickle your fancy, if not i hope you enjoy writing whatever does.

[(Anonymous)]

Teen wolf:
Jackson and Scott
Cock huggers that latch onto their dicks, pump a goo into them and make them huge double(diphalism) horsecocks that also jave knotts. They also give them 3 cock-tails and they fuck every hole that they have, asses, urethras and throats and cum and knot many many times, filling their bellies with eggs
Cheers!

[(Anonymous)]

Suikoden II

After the war, the Beast Rune reemerged seeking a host: Ridley Wizen.
Now the general is overwhelmed by his new power, new body, new urges - and the army of obedient kobolds ready to serve his every need.

Fetishes: Muscle Growth, hyper cock, heat/rut, musk, excessive cum, cum inflation, maybe infectious tf (Giving growth to others)

[(Anonymous)]

omg yay! lets get gross with it
would love to see something from gen 5 pokemon involving scolipede and smegma.
my thought is N finding a wild scolipede that has a whole charcuterie board coating its dick. cant help but clean it up. feel free to throw in more of ur flavors too, would love to see his guts ripped out by bug-horse dick. i just think that guy would be a fuckin freak 💘
(or feel free to take creative liberties!)

[xax]

lol whoops this one actually took several days and ended up being longer than the dreamwidth comment length limit (16,000 characters!!) so here's a link to it in the new fills post V: maybe it gets a little repetitive there; who can say

Dinotopia prompt

[(Anonymous)]

Dinotopia
Some random modern day guy x a bunch of dinos

Some generic guy gets shipwrecked and washes up on the shore of dinotopia. B/C of culture clash he doesn't integrate very well and ends up having to make ends meet by whoring himself out. Surprisingly hes very popular with the scaled denizens ( they love a warm hole who'd a think?). Business is actually pretty great aside from the clients. The smaller theropods are reasonable but the larger species Johns are difficult, even if the pay is commiserate. The loads too, having a stegosaurus dump gallons of room temperature goop into him is something he'll never get used to. Sticks to the ribs too. Anyway after getting TP'd by some parasaurs in prep for his biggest customer for the evening, the market guards stumble across him masturbating his guts over stegosaurus cock and the client takes off running to escape arrest/fining. Bellyriding as the stego's adrenaline fueled flight turns him into a cumdumpster. Ends up naked and penniless as the dino took off without his clothing, but at least he won't be going hungry today.

Bestiality (sentient but non anthropomorphic dinosaurs), abdominal bulge, abd. Bulge play ( using oneself as an onahole on a larger partner), powerbottoming, double penetration/ triple penetration, size difference, cum inflation, prostitution, orientation shifting (in a 'im not gay but $20 is $20' kind of way), temperature play (old outdated 90s science dinosaur lore)

[(Anonymous)]

Still in an mpreg mood so:

Link finds more than just his arm has been transformed by his connection to Rauru and is seized by an overwhelming desire to repopulate the zonai race.

Your choice on who his partner would be and what equipment Link has, but I'm a fan of Link with a cunt and Sidon as his partner personally.

[(Anonymous)]

what about a story about a guy getting infested, teen runs away from home and finds a cave to sleep in, bunch of slimy slug like monsters forcing themselves down the virgins cock and turning his balls into a breeding ground, ends up traped there in endless forced pleasure as hes two bloated to move, turned into the slugs living nest

[(Anonymous)]

oh oh! monster hunter !, hunter takes on the hunto for a gor magala solo and gets captured, the monster has a corrupting virus in game that makes people and monsters go crazy with rage, what if it is a rage of needing to breed? hunter is turned into the black dragon's dick sock, thick chunky jizz full of corruption, mind warping, huge grotesque monster cock,

[(Anonymous)]

boc/tarnished, huge monster dick, absurd amounts of jizz, wild feral mating, cave turned into a swamp of old jizz and fluids, boc gives into his peoples instincts and breeds the tarnished with his unsatiable cock ass a wild animal, hes tired of pretending and suppressing the urges his monster of a dick makes him crave

[(Anonymous)]

seconded. boc is such a nice lad and we've already got the buildup from the previous two prompts i think this is a great finale for him.

[(Anonymous)]

Mass Effect
Tali/male Shepard(or appropriate OC)
Tags: femdom, pegging, anal
Scene: Unable to be intimate with the Quarian outside her suit, Tali suggests using an omni-tool created device to penetrate Shepard instead.

[(Anonymous)]

There's never enough male Renamon stuff. So how about a male Renamon and trainer of either gender getting it on for the first time?

[(Anonymous)]

FE Awakening: Yarne x Male Grima/Robin
While Grima's evil may have been expunged from Robin's body at the conclusion of the game, being the vessel/incarnation of a draconian deity has its effects on one's body, including a greatly increased fecundity. A changed Robin makes his husband feel their spawn squirming in his belly while milking his fat cock for more seed before Yarne's instincts kick in and he transforms and turns the tables.
Power bottom, strange draconian and animal parts, big and productive rabbit balls, pregnant sex, transformation into a big feral rabbit creature
Inspired by a series of fanart that has been living rent-free in my head for a while

[(Anonymous)]

the doom game just dropped so about the doom slayer being a dick slayer, huge crimson asses for him to motorboat and monster demon dicks as far as the eye can see, hes the most feared thing in hell and so long as he has an endless supply of dicks to drain he wont start up his slaughter crusade again https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=8638032&tags=justmegabenewell+doom+ https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=8710568&tags=justmegabenewell+doom+ https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=11457368&tags=justmegabenewell+doom+

[(Anonymous)]

Animorphs

An attack at a Yeerk pool causes a human controller to become an emergency 'escape pod' for thousands of the slugs during an emergency evacuation.

Would like some focus on the possession aspect where the stuff going on is out of their control

[(Anonymous)]

bloodborne, suspicious beggar/good hunter. dealer's choice with pretty much everything, but revolving heavily around musk/pheremones/the beast plague as a nightmarishly alluring eternity of rut and breeding. possibly even throw in your skill at weird biology wrt "what if turning into a beast during the hunt cursed you to an eternity of literally endless unstoppable horniness and need to cum"

[(Anonymous)]

For freaky gross porn shenanigans is it okay if I double dip with another prompt??

Seeing a lot of prompts for Doomguy/Demon or Demon/Doomguy and I second these hard following the recent game but I've always been an avid Doomguy/Samuel Hayden shipper first.

For the prompt, Im keeping the MPreg/Mayternity theme with a medical twist;

Ftm!Doomguy gets splashed by some concentrated Mancubus Sex Pheromones/Pollen™ and develops an intense need to breed. The good doctor Hayden concludes that he needs to simulate a heavy pregnancy to help Doomguy cool down, so to speak.

[kaleemmcintyre]

1. Breath of Fire 3 -
An idea would be for after the game's story, where Ryu is flying Rei around the slowly forested desert land while helping people from the 'other side' settle over in the new land, and for the Dragon Prince to take a stress relief break with the aid of his best friend...while in his Kaiser form.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQZmWPu2mQw

2. Legend of Zelda - Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom -
Another idea would be for Link to work on taming the local lynel population by way of bringing them to a ranch and helping them to settle in with a little Tender Loving Care and Sexual Healing in the case of them having been hurt.
https://gamebanana.com/mods/323006

3. Doom the Dark Ages -
Doom Slayer gets a dragon as a pet? Now it wants to mount him in return for him mounting it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aRw46ZLrfA

[(Anonymous)]

Jak&Daxter

How about som CV shenanigans?

Jak gets blocked up after a dryspell an his ottsel sidekick is enlisted to crawl in there and break up the eco crystal blockage
Optional: some humor with Daxter getting launched out via orgasm like a "human cannonball" circus act

[(Anonymous)]

Teen Wolf: Scott/Stiles, transformation, hemipenes/rutting.

Stiles is turned, goes Kanima, binds to Scott, and won't stop mutating til he's a full-blown snake-dragon alpha.

It's Spring. Scott wants to solve it, save Stiles, and he will deal with this, WILL save him, soon, but the hemipenes smell so good and Stiles is BEGGING him, and when else will he get to play with two huge stinking dicks?

[(Anonymous)]

this is what has me thinking about it: https://www.deviantart.com/we-were-in-love/art/Kanima-477593618

[(Anonymous)]

https://e621.net/posts/5500131?q=maliketh_%28elden_ring%29 maliketh in his final form unleashing all his pent up urges on the tarnished, backed up jizz cloging his pipes , tarneshed fucked so hard hes spweing jizz out his mouth from being filled from his ass

[(Anonymous)]

I'm thinking about a couple of your favorite turts working their holes open so they can take each other in any of them. they gotta be able to swallow each other to the root, wreck their asses enough to slide in without much lube, that kinda thing. and cocks are holes too