Unfortunately I am in the southern hemisphere π€£
But all the plants are really green rn cuz of all the rain
This is gonna sound weird but my immediate reaction was "looks great (πβ _β )π congrats" π€£
And just because of this, I'm going to go to more places and talk to more people
My bookkeeping course has taught me how to use Excel to the fullest
So I'm using it to be a petty B & comparing my old energy bills to my new ones cuz im p sure my old company was fucking me over
The crew were still congratulating Pete as he gentle removed the anal beads, gathering up the toys and putting them back in the box.
Izzy smiled dopily up at him, mind clouded with pleasure and oversensitivity.
Ed took the gag out of Izzy's mouth, watching the smaller man pant with dark eyes.
"Oh yeah, we're doing this again." he promised, sliding his fingers into Izzy's mouth, spreading his slick over his husband's tongue.
Pete didn't let up and with another orgasm forced out of him, Izzy lost his grip on the shiny pearls which slid out of him with a wet thud onto the floor.
Pete removed the vibrator as the crew cheered.
Izzy's whole body tensed as his orgasm, which had been just on the edge, was wrenched from him in seconds.
He shuddered under the toy, shaking as he tried to keep the beads in.
"Oh, yeah, no," Pete agreed. "I've got just one last thing I wanted to try." He stepped back to Izzy's side and pulled a simple bullet vibrator out of the popcorn box.
He pressed it against Izzy's cock and turned it on to full speed.
Bought a donut (paid too much but unfortunately w the Mr Donut company being lost to Covid the only good donuts are $5+)
Making mushroom sculpture.
Actually making 2. One for an art thing my mums doing & one for me.
Pictured, the one for my mums art thing (ignore the fist there's a size limit)
He's so soft & squish
If I hugged him it would 100% feel like hugging the softest teddy ever & no one will convince me otherwise
We don't have to pay to keep sex workers and artists
That's just the greed asking
Wait what????
VPN time ig?
Been thinking about mushroom sculptures & donuts
Gonna try to work on both of them tomorrow as in "make a mushroom sculpture" & "go buy a donut"
But who knows maybe I'll buy a mushroom & make a donut
No, bluesky is the way it is cuz it was the best option for artists, queer people, & supporters of those two when Twitter went to hell
If you turn bluesky into an anti-art bigoted hellscape full of AI bots, they'll leave you, too
But the advertiser dollars whisper things like "ban all nudity"
Read them Hornigold's Zoo π€£
& the fic I'm planning called "consent isn't of concern"
I mean I have fic ideas that would kill the average Republican just by being told the synopsis XD
I'm not in the US but I'll also provide some bail money if people wanna read my fics allowed through a megaphone in protest or if they wanna do something hilarious
I only have $3 but Β―\_(γ)_/Β―
"Maybe next time," Stede said, stepping up to pull Ed back. "I don't think Pete's done yet?"
"We're definitely getting shit like this for you. I want a chain one maybe," He moaned, "gonna string you up and ride Stede til I can't walk, maybe?"
He came with a sigh, "Oh fuck this was such a good idea we should've filmed it."
The crew all broke out into congratulations and comments as they each realised what Pete had created the illusion of. Ed went up to talk to Izzy, a hand down his pants as he rubbed at his clit.
They all looked closer, following the line of gold beads into Izzy's puffy rim, the angle of his body hiding the ring so it looked like the string in his ass and the one hanging out of his mouth were a single unbroken line of coins.
Ed clapped Frenchie on the shoulder, grinning ear from ear. "Look closer, he's mad and I want to borrow someone's cock to fuck myself about it."
Pete took a step back, letting Lucius and the rest of the audience get a good view of his handy work.
"I don't get it." Frenchie mumbled and Pete looked a little crestfallen.
The crew watched with bated breath as Pete began slowly inserting these. By the time they were all inside Izzy's tiny, tight, warm body, he was shaking, tears dripping down his cheeks with the strain, clenching as much as his fucked out body count, teeth grinding into the silicone in his mouth.
The audience laughed and crooned at him, watching intently from the sidelines as Pete picked up the last string of beads, a long string of 13 coins, each larger than the last with the gold ring and then another 6 coins the same size as the ones attached to his gag.
Ed chuckled and took a step further, seeing what Pete had in mind.
Izzy's body jerked as Pete pinched his swollen clit, moaning and whining as he tried to keep the beads in his cunt.
Once all 9 beads were settled inside his cunt, walls spasming around them, the crew could see that, with the ring settled against the entrance, the string of pearls looked like a pearl necklace hanging out of him.
Izzy whimpered pathetically, his pleasure teetering on the edge from the build and the cruelty.
Their audience watched closely as he fed them into Izzy's cunt, one bead at a time, childing Izzy when his stretched hole struggled to clench around them.
There were 9 pearls in a row each slightly bigger than the last with the string ending in a pearl-coloured ring. After the ring were a few more pearls in a row, about 5 of the same size.
