weirdo 🔞

devi had a very different kind of date night huh

i have a type and its weird nerds because im a weird nerd

OH MY GOD IM NOT THE ONLY ONE THAT THOUGHT GEORGIE WAS KINDA CUTE FUUUUUCK

mod fantasizing and pleasuring herself at the thought of a handsome, breedable, hazmat-clad georgie.

a private moment stolen away amidst a post-apocalyptic future. my character, mod, has pinned down a very excited looking georgie. his hands are thrown up harmlessly, pleading innocence while she examines him with her thermometer—his heartrate is unusually high. they've stolen glances at each other all day throughout security checks, and finally, they're able to get their grubby little hands all over each other. georgie's upper body is stiffened, as a result of nervousness or giddy anticipation, but his lower half is casually splayed, revealing the implicit trust he reserves for his companion. "uh-oh, georgie. seems you've got an elevated pulse. we might need to lock you in quarantine..." "o-oh geez. m-might wanna check all my... all my cavities. for c-contraband." "naughty." the dialogue implies she will, in fact, be checking his cavities.

ive been playing quarantine zone. and there's a random NPC that has a submissive whimpering stuttering voice for some reason. so naturally i want to touch him.

our story opens in the research lab—a hub for studying the everchanging zombie virus, and carrying out the meticulous research required to counteract all its myths and mysteries. mod is under-dressed, clad in only a crispy, white bodysuit, goggles, and a standard face mask. her coworker is wearing a full, industrial-grade hazmat suit. they're hard at work (or hardly working), and it seem mod has a case of the hiccups. ordinarily, it would be a mundane affliction. but in the midst of an all-out zombie apocalypse, it was a symptom. her coworker eyes her steadily, his mind already bracing the grief that comes after. he questions her. pointing out her suspicious ailment. she pauses, for just a moment, and then seems to unravel. she swipes a hand across her jaw, her blushing face visible even through layers of medical protection. her mouth is concealed, but you don't need x-ray machinery to tell it's a massive, shit-eating grin hiding just beneath. without guilt, she lies. "HYUP!" "...you all good over there, agent? been hiccuping an awful lot." "oh yeah. i ate a bit too fast during lunch. those military rations really do a number on your throat, don't they?"

through the power of flashback, the truth is revealed. a conspiratorial meeting over lunch between her and georgie. she has him backed up against a brick wall, sequestered away in some semi-private cranny of the base. she's knelt at his feet, one hand gripped around his cock while he flails uselessly above her. he has no idea what to do with his hands without computer screens and militarized gadgets to keep him productive. she's teasing him. stringing him along off pretty words and hungry lips. mod taunts him cruelly, with no intention of providing relief. and the poor boy can't take it. he grabs her head and sinks himself down her throat, much to her zealous surprise. was this her ploy all along? to dangle that carrot on a stick just long enough for the rabbit to grow teeth? who can say. he rapidly humps against her face with wild abandon. it's futile to try and stop himself. it feels too good, and she's clearly eager to endure his enthusiasm. georgie isn't being quiet. any bystanders are probably getting an earful of whimpering man-slut. but they're probably used to it by now. no point in intervening, lest they incur the wrath of commander mod. "c-c-commander... please... q-quit teasing me! i-i-i-i—i'm g-gonna go crazy!!!" "don't cry, baby boy. didn't they teach you an ounce of discipline in basic training? just be quiet." "i'll suck you when i fuckin' feel like it, alri—" "HOOMPH!!!" "i'm sorry! i'm s-s-sorry! i c-c-can't do this, i can't!!! i—ah! ah!!!" "nnngh! ngh—ah!! ohhhh my GOD."

based on a comment i got on the other post, i just had to draw it.

who cares about whatever's happening in this game im snapping this wet man in half like a singular spaghetti strand

god i have such a good rack its literally so sad a lover is missing out on it

everyone loves the breeding bench :^)

a monochromatic sketch illustrating an intimate tryst between mod and her hairy companion. they're thrusting steadily, while one hand pins her down. their fingers are spread out, with noticeably sharp fingernails jutting at the tips. their other hand rests tenderly across her ass as she rocks with the weight of every push. the mysterious figure is large, burly, and strong. a wide chest and thick legs. their skin is decorated with enticing layers of hair, most concentrated on their lower belly. both are slick with sweat, and mod shows a soft smile awash in bliss as she watches their hips meet in a lover's tempo.

something's different. mod's face mutates into startled confusion, as hair bursts from every pore on her partner's body. thick puffs of it sprout from their chest, and their nails sharpen to deadly points. their pelvis nuzzles against her ass, and one can gather the transformation doesn't just stop at the groin. the beginnings of a tail wriggles from the base of their spine, curling parallel to mod's toes.

the change is nearly complete. mod's eyes are spread wide open, overwhelmed as her insides stretch to accommodate this new development. her belly is bulging, and her formerly human friend now wears a new coat of fur. their hands are large, gnarling into beastly paws that hook and dig into her pliant flesh. their tail wags behind them, reassuring the viewer that while their transformation might be alarming, it poses no threat. even if mod might be walking funny tomorrow.

slowly, very slowly, they begin to pull out. mod trembles and shakes, her eyes rolling back at the effort required to dislodge. her friend feels a similar sort of exertion, as their claws bend and dig, grounding themselves in her person after such a demanding experience.

it's a full moon...........

Using non-union extras in your sex fantasies can lead to exploitation. Maybe you're into that though.

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wip screenshot of a harpy fuckin a guys pussy

this bitch got big fuckin breasts...whats she need all that for if birds lay eggs

Ftm waterboy touching himself on his room

Ftm waterboy plagues my mind🤤

#waterboy #dispatch

keep trying, maybe you can knock her up through the latex

Blood/Gore‼️
Hellen's Self Control

That's sick as fuck so yeah why not. Where's the surgery that gives me that

Finishing inside raw but No Pregnancy. You can try but it's not gonna happen sorta deal

seeing as in game they literally get captured, beat up, n left to die ON A SPEEDING TRAIN idkkkkk

You think wb would be down for villain capturing and then sex roleplay or is that too close to home bc of his job

Oops
#waterboy #dispatch

#waterboy #dispatch body pillow I've been working on :9

nice work on the sexually suggestive cartoons everyone keep it up

God I'm so hot. People would be lucky to get with me

a [pink] pig trucker holding a white unicorn and a brown dragon in a dual-headlock.

neapolitan🍦

two hitchhikers 🦄🐲

hitchhiker 🦄

NSFW artists, use one piece to convince people to follow you!
(Follow me for trans dudes getting it on with gals!)

DEAR GOD

Cuchicheos en la cama.
#oc #Harper #Nathan #transformation #werewolf

Something I'll clean up eventually of these two