Pseftis

Must be to someone else...

The sexual spirits climbing up on him while in bed.

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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁-𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝘅.

➥ 3-4 ft.
➥ Thicccc
➥ Bi {Fem Lean}
➥ Probably already going through your social media profiles :3

"Ah?! Not usually a thing others want to do. Especially the ladies..."

His face is ready to turn red.

"Oh c'mon. Do you have to call me fragile? Okay, I'm ready for the first task. I'll do it..."

He looks embarrassed but has to get in those good graces.

I want an explanation for that...

Ref is Mama Mellow by anotherbearsimp Neither the original character nor any of her art is mine.

#LewdRP #MVRP #OpenDms

Melona, an older sweetheart and owner of the Honeybear homestead. She oh so dearly hopes you'll pay her facilities a visit on your no doubt arduous adventures.

Maybe you could even receive some special service?~♡

❤️&🔃

Excuse?

So, how does one catch these pokemons?

T e m p P i n

#MVRP #NSFWRP #FurryRP

The Pews are set straight.

The stained glass is polished

The altar is organized.

And yet the bride sits alone, unable to remember how long she's been waiting.

For a partner that'll never arrive, in a cathedral that'll never host another.

Or maybe not. The choice is yours, dear reader~♡

"Woah, where the hell did you come from? I swear, I didn't mean to lead a bounty hunter here-"

He raised his hands in proclaimed innocence. Didn't expect a third party meeting this Queen Bee.

Sweat drops more furiously down his face. An instant heart reaction to her message before he types.

"FUCK, PLEASE LET ME COME OVER!"

Not even gonna apologize for the cap lock.

"H-hey, you don't know until I try... but yeah, I can do some work. Whatever you want."

He puts his instrument away and clasps his hands before himself.

He does. Gosh, just a chance to spend some time on her toes. He is just so pathetic and wants to see how far it goes.

"Uh... can do chores, quests you have for me. Even heh... give some pleasure?"

"Guh- mmgh! C-careful, you might break something! I'm not... much of a fighter. I was just out looking for food!"

The twists of her foot has him grunt loud. Surely it applies pressure to bruises he develops on the torso.

"Can't you please spare me?"

There's no way he got this after a session ot LARPing. This has to be a mistake?

He definitely didn't and tries to keep her entertained best he can.

"Let me know what more I can do, La Bete..~"

"Like I'd hurt a unique beauty such as you! I just couldn't-"

Losing even more chances to take in oxygen as she lifts him up. It gets knocked out of him further when she tosses him like nothing at a tree. He ought to be unconscious, but a foot to his midsection has him cry in pain.

"Agh! Wait, can't breathe!"

An expression of terror and pain

"La Bete? Okay! La Bete..."

He repeats it and some more to be better at pronouncing it. Trying to get back into playing his instrument with a song dedicated to her.

"Ack?! Hey, what the- urk!"

He is cut off from his exclaims by any squeeze she delivers to his head and neck. All he can see glancing down is the fuzzy gray arms with that voice.

"P-prey..? Ough-"

While he's minding his business it seems. He probably entered her territory or something-

"Yes, uh... Wh-what can I refer you as?"

He asks with instrument lowered down.

"250 years old? I couldn't tell! Just wanted to refer to you in a respectful manner..."

He gulps and gets thrown off his playing for a bit.

Aw shit, those kinds of traps are the worst! Right up there with ones that put him in a small space.