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Content: Fucked-in-the-head ramblings about no one in particular.
Content Warnings: Violence, sadism, necro, drugging.
Context: I typed this up a week or so ago during an episode.
Your mouth is watering. You want to feel your tongue against his muscle. Digging your teeth into his flesh. Gag on his cock. Let him use you to pleasure himself.
You want to do things to him. You want to bash his skull open with a large rock and ride his corpse's cock for hours. You want to squeeze around it while he lays limp and motionless.
You want to drug him and suck his dick. Licking every inch of it as he groans mindlessly. You want to bite into his neck. His throat. You want to hurt him while you ride him. You want to feed on his pain.
Content: A compilation of desperate ramblings, tweaked (as best as I could) for consumption: Part 2
Content Warnings: Autosexuality (I think it's called), degradation, honorifics, spanking, choking, biting.
Context: The last of my pre-written scenarios to cope with my hypersexuality.
If Satyric Nymph had a dick, it would jack off in front of a mirror so it could see all the faces it would make and watch itself cum.
Imagine being so self-obsessed that you use your own reflection as material to do something as shameless as getting off to watching yourself get off.
Ix would record it too. So ix could play it back and listen to all the slutty sounds ix made. Needy and desperate as ix fucked ixs hand and shot white ropes onto the mirror.
Satyric Nymph couldn't stop squirming. Trying not to touch itself at the thought.
Satyric Nymph wanted to squeeze ixs throbbing cock into ixs clone's tight pussy. Feel its hole tighten around ix as it squirmed. Ix wanted to pound ixs clone stupid. Ixs clone begging for mercy.
Satyric Nymph wanted to choke ixself with ixs dick. The clone sucking the soul out of ix. It wanted to watch ixs eyes roll back into ixs head. Ix wanted to make a mess.
"Fuck daddy. Master. Master. Sir." Satyric Nymph liked the sound of that. Ixs clone would call ixself sir while ix fucked itself stupid.
Fuck. It felt all weird and fuzzy inside. Ix wanted to pull ixs hand back and send ixs palm into its ass cheek. Spanking isn't enough. Ix wanted ixs dental imprint in that thing.
Content: F!reader fucked by a sculk sensor and warden REMASTERED
Content Warnings: Monster-fucking, overstimulation, questionable consent.
Context: https://www.tumblr.com/satyric7nymph/752789108547600384/content-freader-fucked-by-a-sculk-sensor-and?source=share
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 tentacles. You bit at your lip to keep from yelping as the tongue-like appendage slid back and forth across your cunt, leaving a 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.
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 swollen 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. Your palm slapped against deepslate, somewhat cushioned by a sculk vein but not enough to avoid setting off the sensor. You clapped your other hand over your mouth, the sound triggering the sensor further as its tentacles began to writhe frantically. Pushing against your walls, rubbing your g-spot, the sprouts reaching up into your pussy lips as if they were determined to stimulate every inch of your labia. Tears welled up in your eyes as it fucked you. Legs trembling, pussy squirting, body convulsing uncontrollably. It was just too fucking good. The weight and movement caused your hand to slip and you hit your head as you fell.
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.
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 opened your eyes to find a massive humanoid figure looming over you. Sculk veins hung from its antlers and an eerie glow came from within its exposed ribcage. Its cool breath brought you out of your frozen state, allowing you to let out a horrified scream. The warden's antlers seemed to react to your voice. Their dull glow rising as the creature let out an anguished cry, raising its arms and sending them down, cracking the deepslate on each side of you. You covered your mouth as you sobbed. The echo of the warden's anger dying down until the only sounds in the cave were your muffled cries, the warden's staticy growl, and the thuh-dum of its heart. You tried not to yelp when you felt something wet dripping onto your thigh. You looked down to see it was leaking out from the warden. There was a wet squelching as something moved inside of the warden's groin. You watched in horror as a dark tentacle emerged from its body, positioned between your legs. Similar to the skulk sensor, it left a trail of cold slime as it began to slither up your thigh. “N-Nuh-” You began to cry out. Earning an annoyed snarl from the warden, reminding you to keep quiet.
The appendage made its way to your cunt. Squeezing its tapered tip into your vagina until you were stretched to your limit at the base. Tears welled up in your eyes as your body threatened to tear. Your hands trembled as they contained the sobs you failed to choke back. You were terrified. So why was your pussy loving every second of it? The beast above you grunted. Its cock continuing to swell with whatever it had coursing through its veins as you squeezed around it. God it felt so good. The appendage writhed inside of you, easily making it's way through your tightness and pushing against your walls until you squirted. The warden fucked you through your orgasms, one after another, tolerating the sound of your voice in favor of its own impending release.
You felt your stomach swell as the warden's load poured into you. Its body began to rock, giving you a few good thrusts as if to pack its load in before its penis retracted back into its body. You were barely conscious enough to hear the creature burrow beneath the ground to return to where it had been sleeping, leaving you a completely fucked out mess, gushing cum as you rode out the last waves of your orgasm.
Content: Trying to escape your depression through masturbation.
Content Warnings: Compulsive sexual behavior, slight degradation
Context: Taking inspiration from my depression again.
You touched yourself. Hand rubbing your crotch over your clothes in hopes of getting your brain to respond with just a drop of dopamine.
You stared blankly at your phone in search of something to light that flame in your abdomen. Unable to tell if your barely increased heart rate was due to the butterflies you could just barely feel fluttering in your stomach or your growing frustration at your inability to please yourself.
If the underwhelming experience was doing anything, it was putting you to sleep. You had no interest in orgasm. You just needed the dopamine. Nothing else satisfied you like the mind-numbing pleasue of creeping up on your orgasm and just holding yourself there. The thought made you throb slightly. The sudden sensation motivating you like a carrot on the end of a stick.
The realization causing a sense of hopelessness in you. Pathetic and at the mercy of your compulsion. A feeling of weakness that finally sent shivers through your spine.