Content: F!reader Fucked By A Sculk Sensor And Warden. (Kinda Shitty. I Got Bored Halfway Through Then

Content: F!reader fucked by a sculk sensor and warden. (Kinda shitty. I got bored halfway through then gave up. I'll make a remastered at some point.)

Content Warnings: Monster-fucking, overstimulation

Context: The sculk sensor is a block added to Minecraft in version 1.19, The Wild Update. This block senses vibrations and gives off a redstone signal in response, also triggering sculk shriekers within range. More info here.

Careful not to make any noise, you quietly approached the sensor. Its unfortunate generation setting it out of range of the others, much to your benefit as you positioned yourself over one of its tentacals. You bit at your lip to keep from yelping as the tongue-like appendage slid back and forth across your cunt, leaving a cool trail of slime in its wake. You reached down to guide the tip inside you. It was cold and hard to get a grip of but holy hell was it worth it as you inched your way down from the slim tip to the thicker base.

Context: The warden is a mob added to Minecraft in version 1.19, The Wild Update. This mob senses vibrations and sniffs the air to locate and persue other mobs. More info here.

Choked gasps and wet squelchs echoed off the walls of the cave as the tentacle squirmed inside of you. Your hips grinded against the foliage(?) as sprouts licked at your swolen clit. You didn't know what to do with yourself. You weren't thinking. Your back arched and you sent a hand back to support yourself so you didn't fall, palm slapping against deepslate. You didn't even have time to realize your mistake before the vibration reached the sensor. You clapped a hand over your mouth as your entire body convulsed. Tears welled up in your eyes as the sensor fucked you stupid, pussy squirting uncontrollably. Your arm gave out from beneath you and your felt yourself fall back.

You woke up to a piercing headache. As if someone took an ice pick and dug it in through one end of your skull and it came out the other. thuh-dum. You would've mistaken it as your own heartbeat if it wasn't followed by a clicking chirp. You jolted upright to find a large, humanoid figure dragging its body across the cave as if it was struggling to support its own weight. thuh-dum. The creature seemed to glow like sculk, most noticeably were its antlers and abdomen. As if on cue, it opened it's mouth and let out a staticy moan, causing its dull glow to slowly rise before ebbing. The deep bass shaking lose a fearful whimper. The warden froze, letting out a curious hum before sniffing the air. thuh-dum. The warden suddenly snapped its head in your direction. Letting out a low groan as it began to lumber towards you. "N-no! Stay back!" You cried. The warden's antlers seemed to react to your voice. Their dull glow rising as the creature let out an agitated cry, shrinking away for a moment before letting out a low growl as it picked up its pace. You were frozen with frear. Looking up at the hulking creature towering over you. Even if you were standing, you'd probably only be just below its shoulders. Now that you had a good view, you realized the light coming from its abdomen was moving. Little balls of light trapped behind what you assumed was bone. It was as if the orbs were staring back at you. Were those... thuh-dum. This was it. This was how you were going to die. The warden was going to kill you. At least, that's what you thought before you noticed a clear substance leaking from a slit in its crotch. What was it? Something pushed up from beneath the slit, causing more of the fluid to spill out. The creature let out a labored groan before something dark and slimy slid out. It looked like a sensor's tentacal except way larger. It was thick and long and laid limp between its legs, slowly coming to life. The warden made a low sound like when you first heard it m, tilting its head back as the tentacle licked at your face. Was this its... thuh-dum. The appendage snaked its way down your body. Feeling you out blindly. You bit your lip once it made its way to your breasts. Like a large tongue, it lapped at the skin. Curiously lingering on your nipples, making you squirm, before moving on, down to your abdomen. You didn't realize how we you were until you let out a needy whine. Much to the warden's apparent annoyance. But it didn't stop. It's dick determined to find a hole to fill in. You were getting impaitent. You grabbed the member and guided it down further to your cunt. The warden groaned as its dick found something warm to push inside of.

Alright I'm done. Yadda yadda, you got fucked and lived happily ever after, the end. Yippee!

Content: F!reader spends her last moments being fucked by a stranger (me UwU)

Content Warnings: Non-consensual, implied murder, sadism, sneaking into "your" house.

Context: Just venting out some frustration.

I want to grab you by the waist with one hand and cover your mouth with the other while I fuck you. Letting you scream into my palm so that, when I lower my hand to match the other, your voice is too raw to cry out for help.

Go on, scream. Or do I need to gag you so I can fuck your voice out of you properly? ... That's a good girl.

I'd dig my nails into your skin as I use your love handles to pull you into each thrust. Making sure to fuck you too stupid to remember my face. I want to feel you tighten around my cock as I fuck you senseless.

I won't stop until I'm done with you so you better quit your bitching and take it. Or don't. Something about the way you cry is really starting to grow on me.

And to think it would've been your husband fucking you instead of me if one of you dumbasses hadn't left the window unlocked for me to creep in. Now his corpse is sitting in the corner watching you get railed by some stranger. What a cuck. Watching his wife cum on a stranger's cock. And she is gonna cum on it, isn't she? Say she is. Say you'll cum on my cock.

And, for being such a good girl, I'll let you cum on it raw so I can give you something of my own. That'll leave some evidence though and I can't have you walking around with evidence dripping down your thighs. Don't worry. I'll wash you up and give you and your husband a real nice burrial out back. How's that sound? It sounds good doesn't it? Say it sounds good. ... You're such a good girl.

Content: AFAB reader with clitoromegaly fingered against their will.

Content Warnings: Degrading insults, slight sadism, slight exhibitionism, non-consensual.

Context: Just a quick vent.

Extra Context: Clitoromegaly, aka macroclitoris, is when the clit of an AFAB individual is abnormally large. For example, a clit that is 2 inches in length. More info here.

They pinned you to the wall with their body while grabbing your crotch. Causing you to squirm as their warm palm rubbed over your cunt, brushing against your bulging clit. "Shameless bitch. Making a mess like this in public." They growled amorously, feeling the result of your body's betrayal leaking through your panties. You turned your face away, not wanting to look at them as they pushed your underwear to the side, feeling just how wet you had gotten. “Your pussy’s fucking drooling.” They said before pressing their fingers against your entrance. You panicked. "N-no!" You tried to push them away, earning yourself a pinch. "Don't even try. Your pussy's practically begging for it." They hissed, squeezing the shaft of your clit between their thumb and index finger with one hand before pushing their fingers into you with the other.

Content: A ghost fingers you durring class.

Content Warnings: Exhibitionism, degradation, praise, slight humiliation kink.

Context: I had a vision.

Having them whisper in your ear all day was driving you mad. "That's a good girl." They purred as you diligently took notes from the lecture. Their hands fondling your breasts, causing your mind to drift. Your breath hitched as their hands moved down your body. "Shhh. Unless you want the whole room knowing what a slut you are." They whispered, reaching beneath your skirt to rub your throbbing cunt. "Oh~" they gasped. "You really are a slut aren't you? So wet for me already." They said, reaching into your panties with one hand while rubbing a finger over your nipple with the other. "You've been waiting for this haven't you?" The spirit said, sinking two cold fingers into your pussy. Deliberately making quick movements so their fingers made a wet squelching inside of you. "You hear that? You hear how wet your pussy is for me?" They asked, fucking you even harder with their fingers, only slowing down after you let out a choked gasp. "Who's that?" You heard someone whisper as a few students looked around. The humiliation almost pushing you over the edge.

What I'd give to have someone choking on my dick. Tears streaming down their cheeks and I pull out of their throat just as they're about to puke.

I'd give them a second to get themselves together before shoving their head down on it again.

Extrasexual, Supersexual or Megasexual Pride Post

As a person who has always had an unusual interest in sex and sexuality, and a high sex drive to match…I’ve often felt othered by my peers and culturally pressured to suppress that aspect of myself. In fact, the stigmatization is so bad it took me almost 30 years to notice that all the words we have to talk about highly sexual people are exclusively for disordered sexuality. This led me to work on creating an identity and flag for people like me, who are highly sexual, but not in a way that negatively impacts life. Flag Meaning Green represents consent, communication and respect. It takes up the most space, and is in the center because consent is the foundation of healthy sexuality. Purple represents sensuality, intimacy and vulnerability Warm pink represents physicality, carnality and play Black represents support for risk-aware consensual kink exploration FAQ

What is extrasexual and what is supersexual? Megasexual?? The terms can be used interchangeably. A supersexual, extrasexual or megasexual person is someone who is highly sexual, but not in a way that is causing them distress or damaging their life. This is contrasted with hypersexuality, which is a medical term meant for people who have a disordered relationship with their high sex drive. Extrasexual people can be slutty, or desire to be slutty, or they may just hold sex and sexuality as a hyper-fixation. If sex is such an important part of your life that demonization of sex negatively impacts you: this identity may be for you. Isn’t that just ‘horny’? While it’s true that extrasexual, supersexual or megasexual people are often horny, the word horny is not an identity, it’s a feeling. As such, people of all identities, (even some ace people) can feel horny. Extrasexuality, megasexuality and supersexuality are terms exclusively for people with a much higher than average sex drive or interest in sex/sexuality.

Why do these identities need to exist? First, to combat stigma. The stigmatization of sex and the people who are passionate about sex in our culture is often so pervasive that it’s invisible. It’s easier to bring attention and respect to these issues if we have terms that people can take seriously. Second, to create community. It’s useful to have terms and a flag to rally under, so people who have suffered in similar ways can connect and offer each other the kind of support you can only get from people who understand your experience directly.

Are extrasexual, supersexual and/or megasexual 'queer’? Are we doing LGBTQIAES+ now??? No. Though many queer people are also extrasexual/supersexual, having a high sex drive alone is not enough to warrant inclusion under those labels. While extrasexual, megasexual and supersexual people experience stigma and shame for who they are, that shame is not rooted in homophobia. The communities can support one another effectively as allies.

What ways are extrasexual/supersexual/megasexual people stigmatized? To begin with, many of the world’s largest religions mandate modesty, chastity and sexual purity. Women in particular are considered heathens or sinners for engaging in perfectly consensual and safe sex, especially outside of marriage. All throughout human history women have been stoned to death, burned alive and otherwise killed in the name of sexual purity. Even today, many women feel extreme shame about their own bodies, and guilt for enjoying sex.

Men are often expected to be extrasexual, even when they are not. They’re pressure to pursue sex in unhealthy and coersive ways in order to establish social standing. As a result, men who are extrasexual may be rewarded if they are considered conventionally attractive and socially intelligent in their social circles. For extrasexual men who are not considered conventionally attractive, or live with nuerodivergency like autism however, are likely to be considered inherently predatory if they even mention sex. Sexuality has also been legally controlled in a myriad of ways, from the criminalization of sex work, to decency laws controlling what types of bodies can even appear in porn. 

Aren’t overly sexual people dangerous? Anyone, regardless of their personal relationship with sex can violate consent. Consent is especially important when it comes to the topic of sex and sexuality because bodies are highly personal to us. While sex has the potential to be a very intimate and bonding experience, it’s that same vulnerability that can create risk. Many people have had experiences where their bodies were not respected, and as a result have been hurt or now live with trauma. Being extrasexual/supersexual/megasexual is NEVER an excuse not to respect consent. That’s why the color green, representing consent, is in the center of the extrasexual/supersexual/megasexual pride flag, and also takes up the most space. It’s the absolute foundation of a strong community that prioritizes reducing harm.

Sadly, it’s the stigmatization of sex that has led people to feel afraid to have the open dialogues that are required for creating a strong consent culture. It’s led people to feel ashamed to seek help when something has happened to them.  https://www.consent.academy/book.html is an invaluable resource on how we can work together to build a consent culture that works for everyone, supersexual/extrasexual/megasexual or otherwise.