Alani, Your Fic Has Succeeded Evidenced By My Possession At The Hands Of The Illustrious Horny Spirit.

alani, your fic has succeeded evidenced by my possession at the hands of the illustrious horny spirit. just him teasing darling when she's being milk is just genius. i can see him trying to teach you to be a good girl for your master but you're too dumb :( on the plus side, you're too stupid to see how bad toji is and to escape him :)

but alani, consider bull hybrid toji. he's stronger, more dangerous, and is thoroughly infatuated with you but more importantly, his balls are full and he needs your assistance to empty them. so won't you lend your pussy this once? (as if he'd let go of his mate, especially after he got a taste of your pussy)

🥺💕 thank you so much raku! exactly, toji goes all out on teasing his cow girl, and she's too dumb to recognize the sadistic side of her master 😏😌

as for bull hybrid toji? i just finished writing the cow girl... oh dammit, this is another thirst storm in my head 💦

tw: dubcon, manipulation, vaginal sex, breeding, toji fuck you stupid, bull hybrid

Bull Hybrid! Toji tells you he needs a place to rest. You really don't have the power to reject such a charismatic bull and let him live on the streets. He took the opportunity to occupy your home, rummaging through your books and refrigerator. He eats your food and uses your furniture at will. Over time, he became more like the owner of the house than you.

Bull Hybrid! Toji seduces you. He would pretend to casually change clothes in front of you, revealing his solid muscles. He would be masturbating in the room and make sure you hear him moaning your name. Apologize (insincerely) when you're shy.

Bull Hybrid! Toji says it's the breeding nature of bulls and needs your help. At first it was just masturbating him, but it quickly turns into him grabbing your ass and giving you a deep pounding until your brain melts, and sticking out your tongue. Whenever he gets a chance, he pours seeds into your sweet little pussy.

You’re such a nice guy, a nice guy

synopsis: Toji is just being a nice guy. Helping a girl out in her time of need while you’re at home not knowing where he’s at and what he’s doing. Let him show you just how sorry he is.

pairing: Toxic!Toji x Bratty afab!Black reader

content: 18+ mdni. pwp, Toxic relationship, little angst, petty black fem reader, mean Toji, assumed cheating (Toji is an asshole but he's a loyal asshole), use of the n-word like twice, implied multiple o’s, brat taming, cunnilingus, spanking, cerv*x touching, overstim, dumbifaction, manhandling, hair pulling, full Nelson hold, backshots, c.pie (wrap it before you tap it bby) beta read. Pet names( baby, babe, sweetheart, Princess.)

Wc: 2.7k

a/n: This is my first smut ever and thanks to @peachy-dove for encouraging me and for beta reading! And shout to @rlvsmegumi for humbling my obsession for this creature of a man because insulting him was definitely a challenge before coming to her for help😭. Banner and boarders made by yours truly. Annnd on that note please enjoy 🥹💗

support & mdni

NSFW content under cut. Again minors gtfo.

It’s 2 am when your sleep is disturbed by multiple messages from your friends sending you photos of Toji and some girl around his arm leaving the club together. “What the actual fuck is this?!” You immediately sit up, feelings of anxiety and anger flooding your nervous system as you scroll through your contacts to call Toji debating if you were going to cuss him out or play dumb to figure out where the fuck he’s at. Honestly probably the latter with the amount of fury boiling in your veins.

The never-ending ringback tone plays in your ear as you’re, once again, sent to his voicemail. You opted for calling him a fourth time whilst you decide to spam his phone with text messages, but the usual blue turn green along with a reply message stating:

Msg 2110 - The customer you are trying to text is temporarily out of service.

“This fuckin—“ you let out an irritated groan, because of course this nigga’s phone service is off! And somehow he miraculously healed from the “pink eye” he supposedly had 7 hours prior when you last spoke to him too right? Since he’s out at some fucking club!

It’s going on 3 am when your rage turns into anguish as you call his phone for the nth time. You left voicemails ranging from calm, cool, collected, and concerned girlfriend to cussing him out saying, “Oh you no good community dick ass is out tryna fuck another bitch? You're fucking appalling Toji! Keep ya’ stank ass breath and dirty ass dick away from me. Go choke on a fucking Pepsi for all I care you fuckin’ dick!” You toss the covers off your body as you get up to turn the bedroom light on and began taking every article of clothing Toji has left in your apartment. Wanting to rid your life of anything of him completely, and as you're in the middle of your mental debate between throwing his shit in the dumpster or burning it, a loud banging at your door interrupts you. Reaching for the bat in your closet, you proceed towards your front door cautiously, as you stand on your tippy toes to peek through the peephole. It's covered by the person on the other side.

Attempting to use your deepest man-like voice you call out “Who is it?” “Baby open the door it’s me.” Rolling your eyes at the sound of Toji’s now sickening nickname for you, you let out an exasperated sigh. “One ‘m not your baby and two I dunno anybody named ‘me’. Get the fuck away from my door Toji.” “Y/N let me in so we can talk I just got your messages, you’re overreacting.” Gripping the bat in hand tighter as you open the door furiously.

“Oh, I’m overreacting Toji! Are you fucking serious? You get caught lying and cheating, but I’m over-fucking-reacting!?” you shout not caring about how early in the morning it is. This asshole came all the way here and the first thing he says is you’re overreacting? “Christ y/n, quit shoutin’ before you wake the whole damn neighborhood.” Toji proceed to walk inside your apartment as if it was another regular Tuesday. Grudgingly you step aside as he walks in “What happened? She kicked you out so you decided to come here?” You express as you slam the door turning toward him.

If this was a regular Tuesday, a lot less talking would have been done if he hadn’t fucked up so tremendously.

He scoffs as he continues to your living room, manspreading comfortably on the couch “I ain’t do nothin’ with her babe, I was just bein’ a good samaritan that’s it.” Your eyes hardened feeling infuriated by his words, you stomp towards him. “A good Samaritan Toji. Seriously? That's the best excuse you can come up with for lying about having pink eye, getting caught leaving the club with another girl, and having the audacity to come here like you did nothing wrong. Did you hit your head on the way outta her place or are you just that fucking stupid?” Toji rolls his neck as he sighs nonchalantly, “Look I ain’t do nothin’. I was out drinking with some friends and I got a bit wasted. After that, this girl bought me a drink, so I decided to talk to her. She was very nice and friendly but she had no place to sleep for the night. I thought giving her the key to my hotel room, I was just doing her a favor, you know? But I promise you nothing happened between us... I was just tryna be nice.”

You step in front of him, pushing the knob of your baseball bat into his broad chest, as you chuckle dryly. “You…being nice? Are you being serious right now?? You’re an idiot, you know that? You’re telling me that you were just trying to help out a complete stranger and outta the kindness of your heart. You just gave her your room? An-and for what? For her to have a place to stay for the night or so she’d end up repay you in another way? An-and what about you lyin’ to me huh? What happened to the ‘bad case of pink eye’?”

He kisses his teeth and pushes the bat away from his chest as he smirk at you leaning in closer. “Was just dry eye babe, my bad for gettin’ the two confused.” You push the bat back to his chest pushing him back against the couch, you grit through your teeth, “You're just a lying bastard. This whole time we've been together, every time you went out with your friends, I never even questioned it because I trusted you. Now, I catch you lying and you get caught red-handed by my girlfriends. And you know what's worse? You think I'm dumb enough to believe your stupid ass explanations. Well, I'm not! I deserve better than this. I deserve someone better than a lying ass, cheating piece of...”

Toji grabs the bat out of your hand standing over you feeling fed up with your bratty attitude as he speaks intermediately low, “I ain’t cheat on you, so cut that shit out or imma do it for you. Now you know better than to go around makin’ empty threats like that…” He smirks and caresses your hip teasingly, “Just lemme show you just how loyal I am baby.” Your eye slightly twitches as you look up at him and cross your arms over your chest. “Screw you Toji. You fuck up and you think sex is gonna make things alll better?”

“Yeah, I do.” Toji pulls you in by your waist as he leans down looking smirking smugly, “Are you saying no to me? Really?” Toji brings a hand to your neck caressing your chin with his thumb, “I know you don’t mean it, but if you’re a woman of your word…” He leans down and whispers in your ear. “Tell me no.” You squeeze your thighs together as you try to fight your crumbling resolve, and in a weak attempt of resisting you place your hand on his chest. He chuckles and speaks huskily, “Can you resist me? Can you do it?”

Inhaling sharply you turn your head away from his touch and grumble, “Fuck you Toji… You’re drunk.” Toji flashes a devilish grin as he pulls you in close by your neck, placing a small kiss on your jaw before sliding his hand to the nape of your neck. “An you’re cute when you’re mad. Actin’ out just to get some attention, it’s cute really.” He kisses your neck, letting his tongue glide along the side slowly before biting it. Stifling a moan you try pushing away from his large figure refusing to lose so easily.

The brat in you taking things to the deep end, you look up at him smirking smugly as you say, “If I wanted some attention I’d be out helping some random nigga find his way back to my place, and give him a place to sleep for the night. Y’know, just be a Good Samaritan like that.” Toji’s eyes darken and his grip around your waist tightens. “Still bein’ a brat huh? Well since I’m being so generous, let me help you find your way back to your place.” Your smile drops as the realization of how badly you just royally fucked up sets in and all you can utter is a small, “Oh shit.”

Toji swiftly picks you up tossing you over his shoulder like you’re a sack of potatoes carrying you to your bedroom. You gasp at the sudden movement you pound your fist against his muscular back, “Fuck Toji put me down, I was just joking shit!” He smacks your ass at your tantrum as your only warning, but as he approaches the disarray of your bedroom with his scattering belongings on the floor he chuckles dryly. “Well with all my shit on the floor, think you were pretty serious ‘bout that ‘lil joke.” Your very well-thought-out plan of begging for mercy goes straight out the window as he tosses you onto the bed, you let out a soft whimper once to lock eyes with his and he gives you a look only predators give their prey right before they devour them. “Nothin’ smart to say now, sweetheart?” With no turning back you decide to see how far you can push him, “Oh I have plenty to say, but I don’t think a poor creature like yourself would be able to comprehend...”

The sun kisses the horizon as Toji is slurping up your juices like it’s his last meal, his tongue flexing tight persistent circles on your swollen clit, your moans growing heavier whilst he brings you closer and closer to yet another orgasm he’s so generously given you. You grip his raven hair as you practically ride and push his face away reaching your third overwhelming orgasm of the day. “Fuuck! fucking waait T~” Toji groans deeply against your dripping cunt the vibrations send shivers up your back, and he flattens his tongue as he messily licks up your sticky release. Toji kisses up your thigh leaving soft love bites as he pulls away to stand up to remove his tight boxers that are restraining his hardened cock. “I think I’ve made you wait long enough for ya punishment, yeah?” You pant heavily as your back-to-back euphoric highs fog your brain. “T ‘m sorry… I- I learned my lesson.” As he pulls his boxers down freeing his twitching cock he shows you fake sympathy, “Aww my baby is sorry now? Tsk tsk tsk that could have probably worked earlier y’know instead of you being a fuckin’ brat.”

He grabs your ankles pulling you closer to the edge of the bed and manhandles you onto your tummy, gripping your ass whilst positioning you into a deep arch putting your glistening swollen cunt on display. Tapping his fat tip against your sensitive cunt, you jerk at the sensation moaning out soft pleas “Toji… Baby ‘m sorry okay? I didn’t me—..” He bottoms you out in one go without giving time to adjust to his massive size you moan out into the sheets as he thrusts hard and deep into your tight cunt. You moan out louder looking over your shoulder to see Toji playing and squeezing your plump ass, “Toji please pleaasee I-I I didn’t mean it!” he smirks down at you as he holds down your head to keep you from running from his thick cock hitting your sweet spot over and over. “Didn’t mean what huh? When you said I was fucking appalling? Oh fuuck— or when you said you were gonna let someone else fuck what’s mine huh? Or when you said that my dick was for everybody hmm? Which is it y/n.”

You can barely comprehend what he’s saying let alone hear his deep voice over your loud moans and the increasingly loud paps filling the room, and your fourth orgasm approaching fast. “Yes! Yes! Ah, fuuuck– ah T r-right there right there pleease!” Toji’s cock kissing your sweet spot with each of his brutal thrusts comes to a halt, and he pulls out chuckling at your cries. “Brats don’t get to make demands. Don’t mistake my generosity for forgiveness.” He teases you by rubbing his tip against your throbbing cunt, and watches you wiggle your ass trying to entice him, panting and begging as tears fall from your eyes.

“Please please pleease Toji! Please please fuck me.” Watching you cry for his cock causes something to snap inside of him… He grabs your arms locking them behind your back with one hand as he aligns his hardened cock with your swollen needy cunt, screaming as he slams his thick cock deep inside your walls. Toji covers your mouth thrusting deeper than before with an animalistic-like pace, he's practically fucking you onto his cock. “Thought I already told ya’ to quit that shoutin’ shit y/n. You wanted this shit, right? So fuckin’ take it.” You begin to drool and mumble incoherently against his hand, Toji tsk as he takes his hand away wiping your drool in your hair, pulling you up by your protective style against his chest whilst he continues to bully his slick-covered cock against your creamy walls. “Hmm? What was that? Got something to say, sweetheart?” Panting heavily you speak sultrily, “T-too m-much! Mmmm, please T! I-it’s too much! S-slow d-doown~” Toji groans as your cunt tightens and flutters around him and he lets go of your arms to reach down to your puffy clit, rubbing tight circles as he brings you undeniable pleasure.

“Why should I hmm? Did you slow down to fuckin’ think about what you said?” “T!! Waaaait ‘m sorry!” You shut your eyes tightly tears running down your face as your peek builds back up again faster and faster, you reach your hand back against his lower abdomen in a weak attempt to slow down his pace, crying as you moan out strenuously “Tojiii! I-I— oh fuuck please waait wait wa—” before you can plea anymore all it takes is a few more thrusts and you’re trembling uncontrollably as your release is gushing all over his lower abdomen and down the side of your covers onto the floor. Toji groans deeply and his begins to falter as he watches you squirt all over his cock. “Shiiiit Princess you like that? Fuckin’ take this shit.” He locks his arms under yours, putting you in a full nelson hold pounding into you poor cunt unforgivably as he chases his release. All thoughts and sounds leave you speechless as your tongue kills out and you drool down your chin whilst he fucks you through another unexpected high to reach his and the lewd expression on your face only drives him insane, “Fuucking good girl— oh fuck Princess.” His brows furrow while a small ‘o’ forms on his lip as watching you fucked out on his cock sends him over the edge. He groans out as he stuffs your cunt full of his thick cum, “Oh shiit y/n, fucking take that shit.” You babble and whine out in response unable to form coherent sentences “So full T— stuffed soo stuffed.”

Once he catches his breath he slowly lays you back down on the bed and pulls out causing you to hiss and whine at the lost contact. “Tojiii, put it baack.” He chuckles as he kisses your head and smacks your ass once he pulls away, “Shh, you’re tapped out. You can get some more later if you behave.” he walks to the bathroom to grab a wet rag and a towel for the bed, he comes back to clean you up, moving you over to the other side of the bed then places the towel under the large wet spot. He climbs into the bed laying you on his broad chest. After a short comfortable silence you pout softly and mumbles, “ ‘m sorry Toji.” You hear a deep rumble in your ear and Toji gently lifts your chin as he smiles smugly. “Aw sweetheart I don't want an apology,” He gently caresses your cheek as you smile sweetly at him.

“But what I do want is for you to go clean that fuckin’ mess you made with my shit.”

Well damn.

A/n: well I’m gonna turn my notifications off now byeeeeee

Hi love! Your content is great and always makes my head spin🤤 I was wondering if you could maybe do fitness trainer Toji with a plush reader? Like you go to the gym wanting to slim down and ask for a trainer and before any of the other loser trainers can get to you, Toji steps in. He is constantly reassuring you the entire time And at the end of the session he just can’t resist from not touching you🥺🫶🏼 thank you in advance and I hope you have the best day possible!

I can literally imagine Toji quoting this in his head as he hears you talk negatively about your body (not proofed I'm lazy) warnings: chubby!reader, body issues, raw sex, slightly public, praise etc etc lmk if i missed any

"Huh?"

"I literally need a gym trainer who's going to help me look like a rake."

"I- what? A fuckin' rake? What are you talking about?"

"My boyfriend cheated on me, and of course the girl he slept with is tiny. He left me for her... I don't want him back but I want to prove a point!" you explain, looking at him with hopeful eyes, desperate for him to help with your mission.

He stared at you, and it scared you a little. You aren't sure if you've said something wrong or if he just had no interest in your tragic love life. But you can only assume he doesn't get many clients with this attitude.

"Fine, kid. But listen, I'm not helping you 'look like a rake'." he tells you.

"B-But..."

"I'll help you train. If you lose weight, whatever. If you gain muscle... I think that'll be a better revenge body to make your ex regret leaving you." he explains.

"O-Oh... really? Okay, I trust you."

He smirks at that.

It's not often he's trusted by women.

"I hate sit ups." you pant, breathlessly.

"It's your last set, just do it 'n then you can go home." he tells you, as he sits beside you drinking some water from his comically large bottle. By the size of it, you'd think he'd be the one who had been working out for the last hour.

"C'mere." he shuffles his body so that he's closer to you, positioning your legs and hips like you're weightless. "You might find it easier now. I'll stay here, gimme ten more."

"Ten?!"

"Do it."

You sigh, lying flat as you mentally prepare yourself for how bad your stomach is about to ache. Your cheeks fill as you blow out a puff of air. You're painfully aware of his eyes on you, and honestly, you're embarrassed. You begin to sit up again and again as you think about his incredible physique. About how he surely thinks the same way as your ex boyfriend.

Your eyes lock with his with ever sit up you perform, his hands grabbing your knees to keep you in place. Your noses almost touch and his eyes are filled with what you can only assume is disgust. You're humiliating yourself trying to make yourself appear more attractive to the male species.

"Aaaand done, good job, kid." he smiles at you, his small mouth scar pulling slightly as he does. "So, wanna make this a regular thing?"

You hold up a finger as you catch your breath, eventually nodding. He holds his hand out to you, helping you to your feet with ease. He walks away from you, tilting his head and indicating for you to follow. You aren't sure where he's taking you, but you follow mindlessly.

"My calendar is in my office, I'll get you booked in for a few sessions this month and then you can just give them your card details at the fron desk." he explains.

"Sure, sounds good." you smile, he walks into his office first and holds the door opening, closing it right after you come in. Your ears prick when you hear the door lock, but for whatever reason you don't feel alarmed.

The air is knocked from your lungs as you feel his hands on your waist, lifting you into the air and practically slamming you onto his desk.

"W-What are you doing?!" you gasp.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks, it's almost polite but not really. He's expecting one answer, and luckily for you you're nodding before you can think of declining. He hikes up your leg and squeezes your plush thigh as his lips connect with yours. "You're so soft... so fuckin' perfect."

"Shut up." you laugh, you try to kiss him again but he pulls away.

"I'm serious." he lifts your up your sports bra and tosses it aside, grabbing a handful of your large chest. He pushes you backwards so that your spine is flat against his desk, tugging off your leggings with no hesitation. He peppers kisses across your tender skin. Your thighs, your tummy, your heavy tits. "There's nothin' wrong with your body, y'know? Your ex is a fuckin' pussy."

Your body tenses up, feeling horrendously aware of how exposed your figure is and how he's examining you.

"I- I was too heavy for him." you pant, unsure whether to try and chat casually about it or make a run for your clothes and the exit. "I don't blame him."

"You weigh the same as paper to me, darlin'." he smirks, picking you up and making you wrap your legs around his waist. He slams you against the wall as you makeout heavily. "You want this cock? F-Feel how hard I am for ya?"

"P-Please. You're so big.. please fuck me." you beg. You paw at his shirt, desperate to feel the muscles that you could clearly see beneath.

His facial expression is almost menacing as he knows he's won, he's got you exactly where he wants you and you're begging for his cock. Thick fingers dig into malleable flesh, bruises of his name signed into your skin like a binding contract that you're his new favourite play thing.

"You're so fuckin' perfect, sweetheart. Love cute bodies like yours..." he tells you, staring into your eyes to catch your expression, grinning at the way your cheeks flush and a bead of sweat forms in your hairline.

"Aah! Ah, fuck.. 'h my god..." you moan, the embarrassment overwhelming you and the feeling of his heavy cock splitting you open making your heart race.

He begins a brutal pace, easily holding your body up with one muscular arm as he slams into you, his free hand tweaking your pert nipple. The way your eyes cross dumbly as he ruins your insides almost makes him blow his load on the spot.

"Too— mmmnn.." you moan, unable to form a coherent thought.

"Too what?" he laughs a little, "Too? Have I fucked you so stupid you already can't think? Oh sweetheart... think I'm in love." he tells you as he kisses your neck.

Your fingers scratch his back repeatedly and he can only his from the pain and pleasure of it all. He's happy to be marked by you, he's going to do the same to your insides after all.

"'m gonna cum, I'm— ah—!" your cunt tightens around him as you finish, and soon enough he's pressing his body as much as he can into yours, pinning you between him and the wall as his balls tighten and he paints your desperate, wanting walls.

You pant against each other, neither of you moving for a while. All you can bring yourself to do is catch your breath and stare into his jade coloured eyes. And eventually, he helps you down and offers you a towel before sitting at his desk and checking through his calendar.

"Are you free Friday night?" he asks.

"O-Oh, Toji, I'm too exhausted from that workout to even think about my next training session." you chuckle a little, wiping yourself down before collecting your scattered clothing.

"No, baby, I'm takin' you on a date." he smiles at you earnestly. "Perfect body, perfect pussy, and newly single. You're crazy if you think I'm not taking full advantage of the opportunity to make you mine."

© 2023 fuwushiguro

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ DILF TOJI

Toji x fem!reader

Overview; dilf Toji is feral for his next door neighbour 💕

Warnings; 🔞MDNI, kinky SMUT, infidelity

Note; i'm nuts for dilf jjk men atm 🤷‍♀️

arminsumi's m.list

Smut warnings; slight dubcon, pn 'bitch', implied creampie, breeding kink + impregnation, cheating kink, age gap kink, dirty talk

He secretly hopes his wife finds out that he's been fucking the cute next door neighbor. All it took to turn him on was for the wind to blow your sundress up to reveal your black lacy panties, then he was all over you in the laundry room.

He just has to get a taste. He wants to know if you can take him or not.

Your pussy is so much tighter, it makes him feel fucking feral. He throws his head back and lets out this primal, throaty groan, like he hasn't had a treat as tasty as you in his life.

His thrusts feel like he's trying to destroy you. Being split in two on his mean cock is your favorite way to end a Sunday.

And Toji's dirty talk is nasty. NASTY.

"Listen to that little pussy gush around this cock. You're so turned on by an older man fucking you huh? Yeah, you like letting a married man cum inside you? Mmm, that's it. Keep those slutty legs spread nice and wide for this cheating cock."

No way in hell is he pulling out. You're too cute, you feel too good, but above all he just wants to put a baby in you. He's got that potent seed, and he knows that "You're a fertile bitch. There's no way you won't get knocked up." so in a few months your tummy gets big and round as a result.

And his wife just congratulates you, oblivious to Toji's devilish smile gleaming at you.

So nasty...i love it!!

toji letting his lil bunny gf ride him<3

🐾 praising, ass smacking, chocking, cowgirl, titty slapping, creampie, thick/chubby reader, not proofread

“fuck- jus’ like that princess” you whined raising your hips to slam them back down on toji lap. your ass continued to slap on his thighs and the previous mixed cum of yours and toji sticking in your inner thighs. you moaned at how he slapped your breast through the sheer lace fabric. you tried so hard to not close your eyes watching the grin toji had on his face before lifting his hips to meet your thrust. “ da-daddy oh my-” you cried out feeling your thighs shake and legs giving out. you leaned forward to have you lips against toji- tongues down each other throat while listening to the flithy sounds of skin slapping against one another. you buried your face in toji’s neck “shit- daddy ‘m gonna- gonna cum” and that made him go fast. the bed creaking under him once grabbed your hips, slamming you down on his cock- panting and grunting at the white nectar on his long grithy cock. he moved your pink panties to the side of your fat ass that blocked his cock from thrusting into you. a yelp at the big hand that slap your ass two times “you fuckin’ like that don’ you. my pretty lil bunny hm?”. he felt you squirm which made him lift your face up from his neck. you began to babble and cry out incoherent words letting toji know you’re about to cum. “ tell daddy what you want baby, c’mon be a good girl” he played with you swollen clit, helping you cum. acrylics straggling his sculptured back from how his cock hit your cervix. he rose up from the soft pillow beneath him while a hand went to your throat making him repeat what he said after not gaining an answer. “daddy i wanna cum please-please let me cum ima good girl” you could feel that your near- so close. “you want daddy to fill you up- gonna make you a mama. gonna look so cute and full yeah?” “ yes yes yes please gimme it daddy” you chanted totally obvious that your brain was no longer working and you were going stupid. when toji continued to slam in your fucked out pussy your back arched feeling his thick heavy load fill you up. could’ve sworn your little pudge looked full. you weren’t far behind- milk toji’s cock completely. “ fuck look at you ma” he chuckled while taking his phone out taking pictures of his artwork not forgetting to add it to his personal album.

New World, New Beginning

Toji Fushiguro x Fem! Reader

Content Warning: dub-con, non-con(flashback), angst, unrequited love(past), kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, misogyny, pregnancy sex, lactation kink, forced breeding(flashback), housewife kink, degradation, forced oral sex(flashback), non-consensual spanking

Summary: Toji loves his little housewife now...but he's never treated her well in the past.

Note: finally finished! this wip took me so many days, but the desire to be toji little housewife has never gone away... hope you guys like this story.

Dark Content, Minors DNI

The tiny wind chimes on the balcony swayed with a crisp and pleasant sound, greeting each other with the birds flying by the window. You're washing mushrooms in an open kitchen. Yesterday, Megumi showed you his exam results, and you couldn't hide your joy, telling him that you were proud of him. Toji, sitting next to him, was circling the lottery code, and he didn't say "Well done, Megumi" until you knocked him on the head.

To celebrate, you're going to cook sukiyaki, which requires various ingredients. However, the cursed spirit bound to the door traps you in this place; you can't buy anything. Fortunately, you urged your husband to go to the supermarket a while ago, and he came back with an oversized shopping bag in one hand and filled the refrigerator. This morning, you opened the fridge, counted the ingredients, and discovered that these can already be cooked sukiyaki three times.

Although your husband, Toji, only bought sushi or yakiniku for takeaway, he prefers to be home now. He and Megumi are attentive when they're drinking the soup, and they would also stare at the prepared dishes but refuse to admit that they wanted it.

Thinking of this, you smiled. Like father, like son.

(Toji told you how to be his good girl again —

You're sobbing and adding spices to dishes, but the relentless slaps on the ass didn't stop.)

While waiting for the ingredients to thaw, you lowered your head, picked up the vacuum cleaner, and walked into the room to clean.

His faint scent and traces were everywhere in the room. The TV that wasn't turned off was showing horse racing channels. And the papers on which the bets were written were scattered like snowflakes. You pick up one of the slips of paper, and the amount written on it can cover several months of household expenses.

You collect those pieces of paper and put them in a folder in order.

("Toji, let's go to the beach and the shopping street once? Just once, okay?…." You leaned on his back, kissed his cheek gently, and said, waiting for the surprise.

He pushed your hand away and watched the powerboat racing intently. He gambled on it.

That day was Valentine's Day.)

There was a whiteboard in the corner of the room with dozens of people's names and information about them pinned to it.

Except for the new name, all other names were marked as if they had been deleted from the world.

You opened the torn pages of the books on the ground, with ancient and obscure words and pictures written on them. There are some cursed tools of various shapes on the ground.

According to your husband's instructions, you stuffed those cursed tools and books into the space where the spell was pasted.

(Toji never told you about his work before.

Every time getting off work, he gets a lot of money. This would explain a large amount of cash he casually left on the table. )

You hesitated for half a minute, then dragged the box out, opened it, and wiped the dust off the album.

The first few pages are all about the same person, a smiling woman with short hair. Simple wedding photo. A diamond ring is on her finger. This was taken next to a lake. He hugged her from behind. Not like his perfunctory when he's around you. Not like his indifference when he pushed you away.

They are sweet. Perfect pairing.

("We're over. I don't need someone who never cared about me."

Your hand holding the suitcase trembles, praying that he'll glance at you.

After a while of silence, that man told you expressionlessly. "Remember to leave the key.")

You're wiping away your tears to put it back in place but found... there is another album under the album?

This is something you've never seen before.

The first page is Purikura that you and your husband took in the photo booth.

You froze. He never wanted to spend money for you before, so you paid for it yourself. You dragged him in to take pictures. Toji stared unnaturally at the camera, not knowing where to put his hands, but seemed like was going to smash the machine in the next second. You quietly added cat ears to him while editing a photo.

Before breaking up, you asked him where did this photo go? He replied that it was thrown away as trash.

The second photo...got weird.

You crossed the road at the traffic light.

You were playing with stray cats at dusk.

You were shopping for clothes in the mall and held up two sets of clothes for comparison in annoyance.

You're dating a man(the photo is ripped off, leaving only your part).

The photos were taken after the breakup.

Toji...taking your pictures in private?

He-He cares about you like he cares about his first wife? Resisting surging nausea, you buried the photo album in your chest and felt a little comfort.

("That's not right. To-Toji, we've broken up..." You kneel on the ground, priing on the eerie chains around your neck, startled by the situation you're facing.

His hands were cruel — almost irresistible. All he has to do is press your head down and fill your ignorant and stubborn mouth with a dick. )

The husband's bed is black and white in color design. You planned to change the sheets to wash, but something fell when you lifted the quilt. Took a closer look; you saw a close-up of the model's smile, her massive breasts placed in the center of the shot, with some blatantly erotic text next to it.

Adult-adult magazine?

You picked up the magazine and just found that there were five or six next to it... Is this... your husband's collection? Curious about your husband's secret hobbies, you opened one of the books, and what you saw was a female model dressed as a housewife. She poses sexy, spreading her legs towards the camera.

You compared your chest and butt with the photo, and then you pouted and turned to the next page.

Perverted Toji.

The theme of the photo on the next page is the same. It is a photo of the wife preparing breakfast, but there is no cover under the apron, and there is residual redness and swelling on the waist and buttocks, leaving room for imagination.

You gradually figured out some outlines of his collection preferences, flipping the magazine with burning cheeks.

After having a baby, you don't have to solve it yourself, and Toji just gives you some gentle treatment like floating on the water, but those are not enough to solve...needed. He usually kisses your round belly and tells you to be the perfect little wife.

(Toji occasionally gives you a breathless tongue kiss while his lower body presses against your ass. You sob and beat his chest, white mucus spilling from the spread petals, smearing his thick dick and scrotum. It was mixed with the sound of a mess of water stirring the seeds inside, indicating that the inside was full, but there was still no sign of stopping the thrusting.

"Please, please don't continue, I don't want to get pregnant...!")

A box of discs fell out of the magazine.

The cover title on the box describes an adult film in which a pregnant wife is sweetly punished by her husband. Lately, Toji just cuddles you to sleep; even though you offer to help with your hands, he refuses. But his collection of this kind of film... means that he actually has some needs?

Bastard Toji. You don't need any punishment.

But... if you watch it for a while, you should know what your husband wants, right?

You held the box to your chest, looked out the door, made sure there was no one in the house, breathed a sigh of relief like a kid stealing candy, and put the CD into the machine. A specific image gradually emerged from some beating spots of light on the screen — a wife standing at the door saying goodbye to her husband at work and tidying his tie.

The husband punishes the wife who does not do housework.

She was wearing a sexy dress with lace.

A lewd moan drifted past your ears.

The husband is... sucking, the breasts are...

Some of the heat gathered in the private part, and you rubbed it through the cloth, but it became itchier, so you groaned in a low voice.

"Tsk tsk, what did I find?" Without warning, silently — a smug smile appeared by the door and came to you. That's your husband, Toji Fushiguro. The usual black shirt, with chiseled muscles looming from the fabric. You turned to look for the remote, but it was already taken from him. "A bad girl who peeks at her husband's stuff."

You tried to justify yourself. "... I'm sorry... it's not what you saw, Toji, I-I didn't mean to peek...!"

He raised his eyebrows, "But this is the result. Tell me now, do you deserve the punishment?" This person who subverts the world formed by tradition and curse, his voice is always low, but with a hint of arrogance and playfulness, always inspires those cravings that shouldn't be there.

"...Yes." You lowered your head.

"Yes, what?"

You put on a faint cry. "Yes, I should be punished, Toji. I shouldn't have peeked at your stuff."

"Say, I'll be your good wife. Say this."

"I-I…"

Are you really going to say that?

The shards tangled in the objects, clattering into tiny notes, reminding you to stay sane — you have ideals and goals, not cooking, sewing, cleaning, taking care of your husband and kids.

Not a traditional housewife.

Not every day with open legs waiting for a husband. He's not even a husband. You — you didn't go to register for marriage, you didn't take wedding photos. You broke up. It was him; it was he who dragged you back.

When he first explained another world to you, the cursed spirit was clinging to the gate, laying down 281 layers of bondage. The sound of locking rang through the night. Thud. Thud. Thud. Every echo declares that you can't step outside this place unless master Toji Fushiguro allows it.

But, if you leave here, where can you go? His specialties are tracking and fighting; ask those Jujutsu Sorcerers to protect you? All the names he erased were sorcerers. Plus, you've considered Megumi as your own son, and it's hard to bear any sign of sadness on his face. and —

The thought of him getting tired of abandoning you and no longer thinking of you as a competent wife boils in your stomach with anxiety and sorrow, forcing you to make every promise of eternal loyalty.

"I-I'll be your good wife, Toji."

"Good girl." He licked the corner of his mouth and muttered. "Then you should know what the punishment is."

There was nothing to hide from Toji's eyes.

You are wearing a maternity dress which Toji bought for you. Holding the skirt, you bite your lip and slowly lift it up to show your husband.

Toji had already guessed your state, which further confirmed his opinion - your breasts are swollen beyond their original size, some milk is leaking from the inside. The abdomen is particularly rounded under the light, contrasting with the swollen breasts. When he realized it was your natural preparation for the baby, he couldn't resist the urge to harden in his crotch.

"When did you get milk?" Toji held up your breasts gently, thumbs around your nipples as if checking the storage.

"A week ago..." You whimper, an unusual sensitivity that comes with the milk. The corners of Toji's mouth twitched in a malicious smirk, and you're familiar with that smile — that means he's going to bully you.

Sure enough, he lowered his head and leaned close to your chest, teasing the tip of his tongue on the swollen tits, licking away the colostrum that had come, while the other hand massaged the breast skillfully, seducing the new cream to flow out. That itchiness has no place to vent; you can only rub your legs slowly, so there is still a little pleasant stimulation in the private parts.

"Toji...please..." The mist drifted to your eyes, "Touch me."

"Where do you want me to touch you, baby?"

"Touch my...my pussy, please...Toji..."

He snickered. "Guess I can't say no to a little slut like that."

The panties that your husband bought for you are comfortable cotton for pregnant women, but they have luxurious patterns sewn on the sides and a small bow on the front. Now, this is swaying gently in the air, revealing the essence of eroticism in purity. Thick fingers penetrated the sensitive, smooth inner wall, and the thumb, still outside, pushed through the soaked folds and stroked the tiny buds that were desperately needed. Joyful notes pop from your tongue, and bliss runs through you like an escaped rabbit. Without anyone playing with your boobs, but the gushing fluid get onto his fingers, the milk from flowed out involuntarily — pregnant milk wasn't much, just thin, but still pounding his visual senses.

"How perfect..." Toji's throat went dry at sight. He whispered into your ear. "It proves that your body expects punishment from your husband, doesn't it?"

"...Yes." You timidly admit. "Fuck-fuck me, husband."

Toji's jet-black short hair fell on his forehead, and the taut muscles were covered with black cloth, but the explosive power implied in it was still visible. He can usually carry you on his back with one hand, but now it's different — you're carrying a precious baby. He rips off your panties, then lifts your hips and waist with both hands, and places you on top of him like a gorgeous doll. His crotch is already bulging like a hill, the eager cock inside jumps out — thick and long in size and red glans oozing pre-cum, standing upright in your dripping pussy with a natural deterrent.

It's not the first time you've had sex with your husband, but you're still intimidated by his cock. You move your ass slowly-slowly…until your husband lazily reminds you, "Do you want to be punished harder, doll?".

"Sit on my cock," he ordered.

Then you obey. You would obey Toji's orders so willingly that in your heart, all those tapes showing what kind of monster he was would stop playing. The trembling and wet folds rubbed against the glans, like flowers blooming in the fields, gradually propping up the tight walls.

"To-Toji...I can't do it, this is too big! This-this..." You grumble tearfully but don't know that this is one of your husband's favorite scenes. No matter how many times you take his dick perfectly, you have a visceral fear of this size. All he needs to do is a little pushing — to push his dick up, causing a pitiful scream.

"Look? This fit, I've fucked the baby into your body." He teased.

According to the parenting website, Toji quietly lay back on the soft pillow to prevent pressing you and his baby but still maintained a ruthless appearance. While you're whimpering on his cock like a stupid slut that's been destroyed, he's trying to give a new pinnacle to tight inner walls. With one hand, he held the thigh that was rubbing against flesh and slammed it upward cautiously and firmly, while the thumb of the other hand swirled around the tiny pearl.

The adult video is still playing, and now it's showing the supposedly bright future housewife being fucked by her husband, with a close-up of her reluctant but intoxicated look. The reflection pouring out of the electronic screen is the lewd gesture of you riding Toji with your round belly and shaking with your husband's cock.

Based on you sitting on dick, almost defenseless, he can smoothly rub against sensitive spots, stretch your pelvis, and cause your thighs to shiver. Toji told himself he had to be pretty careful not to really destroy you, but at the same time, there was a wilder, more eager energy driving him to give each loud slap—spoil you, fuck you, train you, and fuck another baby into your body. And the machine and the moans from the bed were intertwined, causing the room to reverberate with the sound of water hitting the flesh.

In the restrained but still relentless pounding, the wall encasing the shape of his dick exudes wanton heat, and a new throbbing builds up, the milk running down the belly.

"It feels good, eh?" he mumbled.

"... IT-IT'S SO GOOD, IT FEELS Sooo GOOD~!!..." You bear the constant pounding under you, unconsciously sticking out the tip of your tongue, struggling to let out every cute moan.

"Can you be my sweet little wife and take good care of our family?"

You screamed and promised. "I will! I will be YOUR sweet little wife!"

Even Toji Fushiguro, who had seen countless scenes, could no longer tolerate this situation. If you weren't pregnant, he would have to spank your ass raw as he always does — exhales a heavy, shaky breath, rubbing your ass with his big hands, pressing down on his hard cock. With that dazzling pause, the sticky, warm seed spurted out, filling the twitching pussy. You are all silent for dozens of seconds, immersed in this boundless happiness. When you both calm down, Toji hugs you like a doll again.

"Toji..."

You closed your eyes and stuck out the tip of your tongue, waiting for your husband's kiss. Toji appreciates this gesture first, then meets your lips, plundering the oxygen inside, and sucking the sweetness on your lips.

To be fair, neither of you wanted to leave each other, but you were the one who let him go first. He cautiously bypasses your belly, avoiding any sleep movements that are about to overwhelm the child. You rubbed your eyes but held on. "...Remember to pick up Megumi. The class will be over in a few hours...and I've prepared the materials for dinner..."

He responds absentmindedly, patting you on the back, urging you to fall asleep. Adequate rest is good for both the child and the pregnant woman. After a few minutes, your breathing gradually flattened, and your relaxed chest heaved up and down, just like you who accompany him every night.

"...I love you...Toji...love..."

He turned his head sharply and caught a glimpse of your lips moving, murmuring these words.

Toji Fushiguro hates alcohol. A body completely removed of cursed energy, it seems that even intoxicating alcohol cannot have any effect. He drank all night in the third month after her death, and people kept sitting down with him. He started having sex with random women, screaming, orgasm, forgetting. Some money and a cheap snuggle. People only begin chatting when they want to be hugged.

Thinking about it now, he didn't even remember the appearance of any of them.

So when he found you, Toji just thought. Oh, another one.

He doesn't know why you're tidying up his messy apartment. Even though he was pushing you away, you came back with a smile and prepared every meal for him and Megumi. You gave up that buying new clothes and accessories under his gaze, paying for every so-called "date." On some moonless nights, faint sobbing came from the bed. You poked him quietly while he was sleeping, but were afraid of being discovered. You covered your cheek and peeked at him through the cracks in your fingers.

After you left, he discovered that some people's hugs were just for dedication, but at that time, there was no way to get you back, so why not make you a real housewife? You will eventually forget how he used to treat you.

He observes your sleeping appearance, pulling a small tuft of hair back behind your ear.

His little wife. Spoiled and carrying his baby.