The Urge To Be Bred And Bloated With Cum

The urge to be bred and bloated with cum

No bro it's not sexual bro I'm just humping you playfully to assert dominance im totally not trying to slam my hard cock into your slippery pussy so hard I bruise your cervix man I swear and im definitely not thinking about knotting your tight puppycunt and shooting my litter deep into your pathetic womb man I'm not like that man its just playful and innocent :3

Omg I need to try this some time...

I have my finger over my pee hole holding it in and I can feel it quivering and how close the pee is and it feels so good holding it so nothing can come out and I don't need to squirm as much but I can feel how tickly and desperate it is. Like if I let go I'll be a mess even holding it I can feel the trickles trying to come.

I'm holding over my panties and I swear they're getting warmer....

literally the hottest and most adorable thing is the thought of blushing boys with their hands pressed between their thighs, throat sticking and knees trembling as they whine “i can’t hold it”

and then them finally breaking, gasping and moaning in relief as pee hisses between their fingers and their jeans get soaked and ruined and they form a puddle underneath themselves, tears stinging their eyes because they’re just so ashamed and feel so childish and they’re practically whimpering in humiliation hmmmmyes

Imagine a girl at a party wearing a dress, drunk and desperate. The bathrooms are full and she really has to pee.

You take her outside, gently being her to a secluded spot so she can potty. She pulls her dress up, squatting down. She’s so drunk that either she forgets about her underwear or the act of squatting down is what causes the dam to break.

There’s a loud hiss as she begins to pee through her panties. All she can do is moan in relief as she soaks her undies, the fabric quickly turning a different color.

Finally, the stream slows, and the hissing dies down. There’s a puddle on the dirt at her feet. She just stares at the mess, confusion taking over her face as she realizes she wet her panties.

Then she notices you, staring with undisguised interest.

You walk over, slowly reaching out. You start to finger her through her wet panties. Gently stoking her clit. She shivers slightly, a different moan escaping her lips. You slide your fingers in her wet undies, and she starts to buck against your hand. She can’t help it. She loves rubbing her pissy pussy against your hand.

She doesn’t last long before she cums. You offer to walk her home, but she asks if she can come back to your place instead.

Halfway home, she has to pee again.

Omg pleaseeee I want this

I want to abuse your bladder, i want to mindfuck you so hard it rewrites your very instincts. ill manipulate you into thinking you just cant use the toilet for real people. because youre not a real person silly! the toilet is for humans, youre a dumb puppy. a fuckdoll, toy, cumdump, or whatever i want you to be. so heres the plan. i keep you full and desperate every day now. when i do allow you to pee, its accompanied by physical punishment, to teach you the toilet is the bad place. then everytime youre bursting i allow you to piss anywhere but the toilet. the relief would be reward enough, but just to scramble your brains more im only going to let you orgasm while youre peeing, anywhere but the toilet.

soon youll be physically incapable of using a human toilet! imagine how humiliating it would be to be forced to hold it in public, or finding a bush to pee behind or maybe you just use youe friends shower and hope they dont notice.

so much opportunity

need to massage a pretty boys bladder in a downward motion with him in my mouth, licking his urethral opening, humming on him. Want a good boy to let me take care of him. "it's OK puppy, sir just wants to help you. you don't want to hold it too long, right? it'll hurt, and I don't want my puppy to be in pain :(" I want to look him in the eyes, the uncertainty, the shame of passing in his owners mouth. i want to slowly encourage him to let go. it would start so innocent, rubbing his back with lotion "you look so stressed puppy, let sir massage your back" I'd make sure to press a little too hard on your lower back, pressing your full bladder into the mattress. I'd pretend not to notice all your squirming, just sit on your legs, holding them apart as I dig my fingers into your soft skin. when suddenly... you leak. your legs squeeze against mine, trying to close, trying to hide the wet spot in your boxers. "Aww puppy, is this why you were so squirmy tonight? here, let sir help you." You assume I just mean carrying you to the bathroom, treating you like a prince, but I instead grab your hips, flipping you onto your back. you leak again, more this time. your hands shoot to hold your crotch, desperately trying to stop the stream. I watch as you struggle to stop your stream, my eyes fixated on the growing wet spot. I peel your now soaked boxers from your hips and get between your thighs, holding your cock in my mouth, encouraging you to go "it's ok, puppy, let it out, be a good boy and give it to sir." I press my hands into your bladder, massaging you in a downward motion. squeezing your bladder, humming on your cock, you finally leak into my mouth. I moan, licking greedily at your opening. "Good boy, just like that, good puppy, let it all out," you give in relaxing your bladder, allowing yourself to piss into my mouth. I close my eyes, swallowing your mess. my hands press hard against your shrinking bladder, drawing a high-pitched moan from you. I lap at your opening as your stream slows to a stop. "Good boy, you did so good. such a good boy for sir" I lick you cock up and down licking up any remaining piss. "Didn't it feel better to listen to sir"