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"you don't see me running around looking for a bitch. I know where all my bitches are, thank you very much🙄"

the pimp fit is crazy, just wish the hat looked better with her hair

my pc who i worked very hard on.

Omgomg Cassie is absolutely Ian you fucking dick even in skirts

tag ur pc with which sit they’d do idk

C!Sydney+PC that I drew and started coloring, then realized that it looks like ass when it's in color 💔

Casswhit kiss like a normal couple challenge (very difficult)

It's way too late for me to be up, but I'm gonna post a wip before I doze 😴

DoL players, please help! I updated the game version and the game gave me…this error, and I can't play the old version of the game anymore. If anyone has encountered this error, please tell me what to do? (:3 」∠)

I just wanted to show a drawing of my OC - Aiko and my friend's OC - Margaritka(o^ ^o)

How to wear a gold chastity belt? I found a chastity belt, but I can't put it on. I looked for information, but all I found was how to remove it. I'm being sent on a pilgrimage to an island and I want to be on the safe side. Help 〒_〒

Heh…getting an angel transformation on mu 2 OC (Iflis the saint) in order to lose it from the ivory ghost that came to the shelter…it hurts (DAMN DOG YOU'RE PALE ME AND RIVER DIDN'T TOUCH THE NECKLACE, DIRECTLY YOU AND I MEETED ONLY 1 TIME) (had to start the game from the very beginning) But I'm interested in something else…

How did the ivory ghost get into the school…and how is it connected to Robin (my dear, what the hell are you hiding)

But putting aside my questions and anger for a while, I just want to show Iflis

Spending Halloween with the orphans (I'm going to take all these kids), Whitney (love that bitch) and Kylar, then running from Ivory's ghost and fighting Bailey because I don't want to give that hot ass a pound but lose and get caught farm (GET BACK MY WITCH COSTUME, BASTARD) only to escape on a centaur (I'll remember her forever), get a kiss from a crying Whitney and get kidnapped by Kylar at our wedding….yeah….I definitely like this game

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I can't help but wonder if this is how the ancient Egyptians wrote fanfic. I also think I understand it completely on a physical level. Also! I gave the PC the wolf TF halfway thru

Thanks for participating in my ask event! I think I've run out of extra sidenotes lmfao :) But I'm also very pleased to see so many Black Wolf lovers in my inbox. (the Eden is a very nice bonus!) Clearly i've cultivated the right audience

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; PC gets pingponged between a wolf and some hunter guy

Prompt: Black Wolf x PC x Eden (Smut) / CW: Dubcon, knotting, breeding kink, pregnancy, pups, kidnapping, PC = fiendish whore <3, vague objectification(?) - BW & Eden are both AMAB & male, PC = AFAB & female + Wolf TF, and BW is a beastperson

Picking and Choosing

You grew up in this town, destined to live and die in its borders. When Bailey asked you to start bringing in money, you did so without question and actually had fun gathering as much as you could. You were the perfect product of the town; virginities sold to the highest bidders and with no single person's claim on you. Countless people had tried, but none were able to get a solid grip on you, and especially not your heart.

So when you ended up being cornered in the forest, cunt full of wolfish cock and an equally wolfish man pinning you down, you didn't think you'd stick around long after he finished. On the upside, while he had caught you off guard initially, his dick was huge and he knew how to use it well. His swollen knot pressed against your clit with every deep thrust in, and his teeth dug into your neck in a way just painful enough to make you shudder from ecstasy. You came with him when he finally managed to stuff his fat knot past your entrance, and you relished in the way the pressure built inside you. Your stomach had a clear outline of his cock, and you watched as it throbbed from within, slowly fading into your growing bulge as it pumped you far too full with cum.

To your complete surprise, when he was done and pulled back out, he slung you over his shoulder and carried you off to the wolf pack's den. The other wolves looked at and sniffed you curiously, but were shooed away when the one holding you growled. They were smaller and all silver in color—weak, at least compared to the giant one with pitch black fur that had a grip on you. "I am Black Wolf. You are my mate now. Other pack mates not allowed to touch you. Only we have pups." The wolf set you down inside the cave, oddly gentle with you all of a sudden. Then, he skulked off, howling for the others to join him in a hunt. You thought absent-mindedly to yourself that you could stay a while. It wouldn't be so bad to have a place where you could avoid Bailey's nagging.

When you grew the ears and tail of a wolf, you paid it no mind. You paid it even less mind when your stomach began to grow. It was just the natural consequence of being away from your contraceptives while also being fucked raw multiple times a day by the best cock you've had yet. Black Wolf even began to pamper you the moment your stomach began to expand, always making sure you got plenty of food and rest. He would even cuddle with you at night, when he would've previously just curled up nearby. He even growled at the other wolves when they just got close to play or keep you warm during the colder parts of the day. It was cute, and you were almost sad to see it be toned back down the moment you had the pups.

They were cute, though they all took after Black Wolf much more than they did you. The moment they were weaned off your milk and eating more solid foods, you decided to leave the den for the first time in a few months. It was refreshing to be out and about in the forest again, though you didn't miss the town in the slightest. Though, perhaps you should've stayed at your new home for just a bit longer. Just minutes after you left the wolves behind, you felt the barrel of a gun against the small of your back. You were hardly surprised when you turned around and saw a familiar face staring back at you.

There had been a man who made continuous visits to the den, though he never actually stepped foot near the cave or the open clearing just outside of it. Instead, he'd stare through the trees or bushes, always downwind of Black Wolf's sensitive nose, and his gaze would always be trained solely on you. At first, you dismissed him as some random hunter. But, he kept returning, so you decided to have a little fun with him. You'd pose or make lewd gestures, and chuckle to yourself when he'd flush and get a hungry look to him. So perhaps it was only natural that he tried to steal you away the moment you left the sanctuary given to you by the wolves.

He ravaged you on the forest floor, just like Black Wolf had done the first time, and you couldn't help but compare them in your mind. Where Black Wolf treated you like an equal of sorts, this man used you like a toy. Plenty of people did, but he managed to stand out from them. He fucked into you like you were his favorite toy, eyes filled with lustful wonder as his mouth wandered over your exposed flesh. His hands told you he felt you as an object or pet with how they kneaded at your hips mercilessly, but the way his teeth dug into the well-healed scar of Black Wolf's previous bite told you he still saw something to treasure about you. Maybe if you had more pride, or just less lust, it would've revolted you.

"I can't have you running off to the wolves again, so you'll be by my side at all times until I can trust you." The man said as you both made it back to his cabin, a collar and leash already around your neck. He looked at you from the corner of his eye and sighed when you tilted your head curiously at him. "Eden." It was like he could read your mind, and you found yourself hoping he could. Alas, he couldn't. He didn't touch you for some days, for whatever reason, and it was driving you mad. Ever since you became an adult in this town, you'd been fucked by someone at least twice a day. That's once every twelve hours at a minimum! Even Black Wolf still fucked you when you were full of his pups, though he was sure to be gentler than normal during that time.

The most you'd gone without sex was when you'd given birth, and it was only a timespan of maybe thirty hours. You knew, generally, that it was unusual, but perhaps the town's air had something in it that made your womb impervious to permanent damage. So, to go without a proper fucking for four whole days was slowly turning you into nothing less than a beast. Perhaps your place really was with the wolves, because you found yourself humping just about anything you could. Of course, your preference was Eden's leg, but you had to find other means when he was off hunting. Masturbating wasn't getting you anywhere, and this accursed man just wouldn't take his cock out. You've bitched and whined to him plenty, but he'd just mumble something and hide in some corner to jack off without you. Even the lingering smell of his cum was making you go mad.

Then, one morning, you awoke to the sound of howling. You could tell instinctually that is was Black Wolf, and he was close by. You leaped out of the bed, tugging furiously at the leash that Eden had tied strongly to the bedframe, hungry at the prospect of maybe finally getting your pussy filled again. Eden also jolted awake, probably from the ruckus you were making, though the first thing he did was frown at you. "What did I say about staying by my side?" He growled at you, but you weren't phased by it. You never were, and maybe that's the issue he took with you. "I can't help it. I'm in heat and Black Wolf actually wants to breed me. If you want me to stay so bad, put a baby in me already." You spread your legs, already sinking down to all fours on the wooden floor. You thought it was going to be the usual fruitless long shot you did a few times each day, but there was finally more than just held-back interest in his eyes.

"You actually want me to breed you?" He asked, slowly getting out of bed and moving behind you. He put his hands on your hips like he'd never touched a person lewdly before, and it almost made you rage. "Of course I do. I've been trying nonstop to get you to pump me full." You growled back at him, thrusting your hips back to roughly bump against his, and you moaned when you felt his dick's bulge against your soaked cunt. You've been endlessly wet the past couple of days, but he wouldn't let you do anything more than suck him off, so it was gratifying to finally feel something real press against you down there.

"I thought you were just going fuck me and make a break for it once you got your fill." He admitted softly, watching closely as you rutted against the front of his pants. You hummed in response, grinding against him particularly hard. "I would've if you couldn't satisfy me. But I think you'll be alright in that regard." With a chuckle, you pulled away from him and spread your pussy with a couple of fingers, letting him get a good look at just how drenched you were. "Put it in already. Fill my womb and never let it stay empty." You all but purred when he finally undid his belt and freed his impressively hard cock.

He gave no warning before thrusting inside you, and gave you to time to adjust before he began to move his hips back and forth. You could feel the burn of the stretch for once, though you were wet enough to not feel the discomfort of him going in dry. The last time it pseudo-hurt like this was when you had your virginity taken from some faceless rich guy at the brothel, and it was like a dream come true. It fueled your arousal and made you moan as loud as you could when he thrusted faster, purposefully rough on your cunt as he left what would undoubtedly be plenty of marks all over your back and neck. His blunt fingernails dug into your waist and his calloused palms brushed cruelly against your tits when he groped at them.

His cock wasn't nearly as big as Black Wolf, but the wolf was nearly twice your size, so it wasn't a surprise. You didn't hold them on the same scale, anyways. Where Black Wolf plowed through you with brute force and fierce nipping, Eden methodically unraveled you like you were a ball of twine. He would reach down and overstimulate your poor clit with his rough fingertips, then pound into you hard enough to bruise your cervix. You came several times before he hit his first climax, where you squirted even more cream over his cock as he filled you with a surprisingly large amount of cum. It felt hot inside you, and it soothed the slowly growing ache emanating from your inner walls. He's lucky you liked the brutish ones.

Thankfully, he fulfilled his promise and got you pregnant from just the one fucking, though you refused to let him give you the cold shoulder again. At least he went along with your demands now, and did his best to keep you full, even as he put in so much extra work to add an additional room, or two, to the cabin for your future children.

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yes ofc!

since you changed it from gender to genitals, I went ahead and rolled for their genders hehe. I also threw some light comedy in there lmao

Thanks for participating in my ask event! I'm slowly gettin thru them all, I promise <3 I'll try to host this event whenever my follower count hits a 69 so 169 is the next goal! :) I'm glad so many Great Hawk lovers are in my ask box. GH is my favorite LI ever <3

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; lesbian bird fucker 🫵 (complimentary)

Prompt: PC x GH (Smut) + Pregnancy & Eggs / CW: bird marriage, pregnancy, eggs, PC = simp, mentioned womb fucking - Both characters are female (dice rolls), PC = AFAB, GH = AMAB, and GH is a beastperson

Wife's Wishes

You were used to this awful, strange town. The people were weird by nature, and the nature was even weirder. Though odd, it was comfortable enough if you knew how to fend off the touchy ones. At some point, you even began to embrace the outright fictional events around you. A real, living furry with the animal parts baked in? They're all over town, and a lot of them are pets, so it's nothing you flinch at anymore. Some kind of plant fused into a person running around naked? You've already passed by plenty just today, and had a conversation or two with them. Multi-limbed creatures trying to swarm you from the underbrush? Honestly, you found them almost cute.

So when a very pretty harpy lady began flying over head, you weighed your options. Cons: a bird woman in the middle of the moor probably isn't a good sign, and you've already made it this far in life without ever having to lewdly touch anybody or anything. How you did that in this town is a mystery, but miracles happen sometimes. Pros: that bird woman is very hot. Usually, you aren't sexually inclined, but something about the harpy just calls to you. Quite literally, if her, frankly beautiful, screeching from above was any sign. You contemplated for a bit longer, watching closely as she circled again and again above you. You reached your conclusion when she dove down, and opened your arms welcomingly right before she picked you up with her big bird feet.

"I am Great Hawk. Wife should get comfortable." Were the harpy's first words to you upon landing at some tall tower you'd previously caught glimpses in the distance of while exploring earlier. She had set you down as carefully as a woman almost twice your size could, and took a couple steps back to give you space. She probably expected you to be panicked or surprised, but you were more disappointed that she didn't stay so close. You were eager to get a good look at her. "I will be back with gift." She took off out of the tower before you could say anything, and you decided to do as she said and make yourself at home.

When Great Hawk came back, she seemed to momentarily forget where she was. While she had been off doing whatever, you had taken the liberty to start cleaning the tower. It was a finite space, and you were very adept with cleaning by now, given all the millions of odd jobs you did around town, so it didn't take very long to at least get the dust and loose debris out of your immediate living area. Your attention turned to the harpy when she almost stumbled her landing, more focused on taking in the dramatic change of her nesting quarters. "Oh, welcome back! I thought I'd clean the place a bit while you were out." You chirped happily, drawing her attention to you. You'd torn a good portion of your clothes into pieces to make a few rags to clean with, but you assumed you wouldn't be wearing any clothes soon enough given the tendencies of things around here, so you weren't upset at all. If anything, you were just streamlining the process. She didn't wear clothing, so neither would you, right? When in Rome and all that.

"I- yes, thank you, wife..." She spoke softly, a visible mix between confused and flustered, as her eyes tried to roam but routinely ended up at your chest. Your top was the first thing to go, and you didn't wear a bra today anyways, given that it was a little warm out for spring and you weren't expecting to be around anyone who cared. You didn't think your tits were all that great, especially for this town, but she seemed rather enamored. So much so that she jolted when the thing in her hands twitched, and she blushed as she held it out to you. "I-I got you food. Good nutrition, easy to find." She offered one of those multi-limbed creatures to you, and you took it gratefully. She stared as you bit into it, and her face darkened as you savored its taste. It was an odd texture, almost like that of crab meat, but it and the taste weren't unpleasant. You'd even dare say you enjoy them.

"Glad wife likes it. Thought landbound would dislike, never seen one eat egg-eater before. Will get wife more next time." Great Hawk chuckled as you licked your fingers clean, looking up at her through your lashes. You smiled and cast a glance out of the tower ledge, taking in the setting sun on the horizon, and grinned at her. "It's gonna be dark soon. Did you want to lay down with me?" You offered, motioning to the nest nearby. It didn't look comfortable, but she was a bird and you were no better than a dog. You'd live.

She seemed surprised by the suggestion and nodded with a soft smile, easily picking you up in her arms and carrying you to the nest. "If we could, I'd like to go through with a landbound custom." You spoke on the way, wrapping her arms around her neck and nuzzling into the downy feathers that so beautifully curved around her chest. You adored how the plumage avoided her breasts specifically—it made ogling easier. You continued only when you heard her curious hum. "On the first night of becoming wives, landbound couples mate. I want to make my new wife feel good." You purred lowly, unable to help yourself as your hand cupped one of her tits. It was nice and hefty in your palm, and you massaged it with as much care as you could muster. She made a little noise, feathers ruffling, as she gently set you down on the nest and crawled on top of you.

"Would gladly mate with wife." She cooed back at you as her hands began to wander, sharp talons ripping through the remaining clothes you had kept on. You moaned softly when she dipped her claws into your folds, clearly careful to not cut you open on the inside as she slipped them in to the knuckle. She was a large lady, so her fingers were rather large too. Just one finger made you feel a bit full, and two made you stretch around her teasing motions. Though, you couldn't help but encourage it. You were initially going to whine, but you happened a glance between her legs, and are now eagerly trying to get her to open you up some more.

It was impossible to initially see, given the sea of feathers she had from the waist-down, but apparently she had a cock. It was... big. Just like the rest of her. Though, at least it looked tapered and the head wasn't so blunt, unlike a human dick. It would probably have an easier time slipping in than a regular person's of the same size, but that almost made you worry more. Maybe there was a chance she'd just go straight into your womb? There's no way that was particularly pleasurable, though you can't find yourself unwilling to at least try it with such a weapon. She didn't seem in much of a rush, regardless. Great Hawk was busy twirling her tongue around your chest as her fingers curled, twisted, and spread in your depths.

A few moments later and you'd already given up on your previous reasonable thoughts. Who cares if you get split in two, you just need her already. Getting torn in half by such a cock would be an honor rather than a tragedy. You were never a patient person, and it showed with how you grinded your hips against her hand and whined loudly to her. "Please, fuck me already. I can't take any more teasing." You moaned out as you pressed against her, only whining more when she chuckled at you. Or rather, your impatience. "If wife wants me to, I will." She responded with a sweet whisper, climbing further over you and letting her impressive cock press against your desperately awaiting cunt. You moaned loudly when she slid it in, and you could tell you were right about how its shape would let it go a little too deep. Oh well. If she wanted to womb fuck you, you'd gladly let her.

She groaned herself as she smoothly glided her hips back and forth, grinding into you every time she bottom inside you. It was heaven, frankly speaking, and you had no regrets in giving your virginity to her. You had even less qualms with it when she sped up the pace, picking you up in her arms and holding you like a fleshlight as she fucked up into you. Maybe her being a harpy was a greater boon than you thought, with her furious thrusting into your dripping pussy and heavy pants fanning directly across your neck. The animalistic behavior made you feel wanted, claimed, and it fed a more lecherous part of you. Your cunt fluttered around her still-ravaging cock, just shy of straight-up squirting your natural lube all over her beautiful dick. She didn't even pause her motions, but she came soon after as well.

You could feel the heat of her cum deep inside you, though you don't think it was actually in your womb, before she pulled out and let it drip all over the messily entwined sticks beneath you. "We should do harpy mating ritual when you get your wings in. Wife will look so pretty in the sky with me." She set you down and curled around you, easily chasing the night's chill away with her embrace as she murmured soft words. Initially, you wanted to go at minimum another few rounds, but you figured she could use the rest. You could pick up where you left off in the morning. It's not like you were going anywhere anytime soon.

Weeks later, when your feathers and wings came in, like she had promised, you weren't immediately able to fulfill her wish of the harpy's customs. After all, flying while carrying a giant batch of eggs in your stomach was rather difficult, to say the least. Though, after you laid these, you could probably follow through with her customs and earn yourself a second helping. A new, bird-y, part of you didn't like the thought of staying empty for long.

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@gremmed

tagged u so you'd know when i posted ur request lmao. I love it when Kylar's on the bottom. wish they didn't fight it so much in-game like just let me pamper u bbygirl. anyways it seems my dice yearn for trans men rn

Thanks for participating in my ask event! When a fic contains the PC as a main character, the PC will exclusively be referred to as "you," except from other characters, who will refer to the PC by their gender or some other defining characteristic. :) Brings me back to my "x reader" fic days. ahhh what nostalgia

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; Kylar gets railed into oblivion

Prompt: Kylar x PC (Smut) / CW: kidnapping, dubcon (not really), breeding kink, PC = evil-type crazy, babytrapping but they both want to babytrap the other so uh? - Kylar = AFAB & male, PC = AMAB & GN ((mostly) dice rolls) + bonus F! Sydney, M! Whitney, and M! Robin (only mentioned)

Welcomed Payback

The chair you've been strapped to is rather uncomfortable. The least Kylar could've done was make sure it was a chair with padding or something instead of some wooden old rickety one that felt one wrong move away from just snapping under you. Oh well. At least he put you in a different room to whatever's causing all that ruckus upstairs. Though, you almost wish he did, considering that it keeps scaring him away from you. You're a bit fed up with him just coming and going. Him feeding you fruit by hand is just about the most contact you've gotten with him so far. All he's done other than that is draw you some and sing a couple out-of-tune love songs he made himself.

Did you purposefully get him to go crazy and kidnap you? Yes. You weren't ashamed to admit it at this point. You've been a bit enamored with him yourself ever since he introduced himself, probably more than he was with you. You didn't think anything of helping a bully victim out of a beatdown, but when you saw how he looked up at you, like he witnessed the descent of a god, something in your brain was clicked on. Considering he wouldn't talk to you for the first few weeks of your attempts at getting to know him, you ended up going a different route and doing quite a bit of digging to find out more about him—you first befriended Sydney and lulled out any and all stories she could remember about Kylar when he was little, then moved on to breaking into more than just a couple government archives to flip through Kylar's, and his family's, past documents.

You knew where he lived before he ever followed you back to the orphanage, and, honestly? It hurt a little, to see how he wanted to be part of your life so bad but didn't seem to want you to be in his. So, you thought you'd nudge him the right way. You noticed he was prone to getting jealous, seeing how his expression would change whenever you'd chat with someone else during lunch, and you thought it'd be easy to use that against him. You'd flirt with anyone and everyone the moment you felt a familiar tingle on the back of your neck, and then relish in the dark, envious looks he'd give the hickeys on your neck when you saw him next. You weren't a big fan of sharing your body so casually with other people, but it would be well worth it if it meant you'd have Kylar in your hands at the end of your endeavors.

Robin was probably the only one you actually felt bad for. When Kylar had given you a little owl plush that so obviously had one of its glass eyes replaced with a camera lens, you had gotten an idea. Though, you struggled to find the right person to use for it. Sydney came to mind first, initially, since you were already close with her and you could smell her crush on you, but figured it'd be too much effort considering how deep her connections are to the temple. She'd totally try to get you to join. There was also Whitney, but Kylar's already watched you suck him off at least a dozen times, so there wouldn't be a big surprise factor with him. A random stranger wouldn't do either—if it did, the videos and photos of you online would've been plenty. But then, you remembered Robin.

You had successfully wooed him, flirting with and lewdly touching him every chance you had, until he finally visited you in your room at night. All it took was a week of tender words, and it made you pity the poor man, but you found you didn't care too much as you grinned up at the owl plush on your wardrobe, right when Robin was busy staining your innards with his cum. The feeling of him inside you was revolting to some extent, but you had washed out his cum the moment Robin had fallen asleep. To your delight, Kylar was waiting for you outside the very next morning. He looked far from pleased, a distant look in his eyes, as he lifted up a long tube with something metallic shining within. You looked directly at him and bared your neck, eagerly accepting the tranq dart as it sunk into your flesh.

But, now that you were here, you couldn't help but find it a bit boring. The most entertainment you've gotten was Kylar's occasional visits and the nigh-constant rumbling above your head. For the past few hours, you've exclusively been humming the nonsensical tune Kylar had sung to you and fiddling with the rope tying you down. At this point, you would've settled for an awful soap opera on whatever old TV this decrepit manor still had lying around.

When Kylar came into the room next, you were already fully untied and just leisurely sitting in the chair, eyes closed and leg bouncing. "M-My love, d-did you not like the ropes? I-I'm sorry, b-but I put t-them on for a r-r-reason. Y-You'll run away if I d-don't keep you here." Kylar grit out, expression dark, as he stepped closer. He was probably on his way to tie you up again. Good. "Hm, but I didn't, did I?" You purred as he came up beside you, brushing a couple fingers up the length of his forearm, though you weren't too pleased to have his sweater between you and his skin. He paused, looking conflicted, and you took the opportunity to grab him and pull him onto your lap.

His face flushed a pretty red and he began to squirm, his hands grabbing onto yours as you kept his hips glued to yours. The clothes in your way would be off soon enough. You could be patient, just as you've been these past months. "A-Ah, d-did you want to do it that bad? I-I'm sorry, I haven't been a g-good boyfriend..." Kylar groaned as you grinded up against him, and the sound alone made you want to cum already. "What nonsense. You're the best I could ask for. Far too good for me." You murmured sweet platitudes as your hands slipped beneath his clothes. He shivered, and you began to rethink taking them all off. Maybe you'd just rip them where you needed to and let him keep the rest on—the room seems a bit cold for him.

He wriggled in your grasp against and you decided this was going to be a bad position to fuck him in, given he was already moving about like he was uncomfortable. So, naturally, you slid onto the floor below and carefully laid him down beneath you. Honestly, it might've been cleaner to fuck in a random alleyway, given the state of this room, but you weren't going to be picky all of a sudden. Your beloved was beneath you and waiting, legs and lips parted just for you, just like you wanted him to be. He leaned back up to take your lips in his, his tongue eager to explore your mouth as his hands ran across your back. You didn't even flinch when he tried to stick it down your throat, and gave him the same intense treatment.

You pulled your pants down and ripped a new hole in his at the same time, swallowing the bashful squeak he let out. You palmed him through his remaining underwear, your cock throbbing when you felt a pair of drenched folds through the thin fabric. You already knew he was trans, so it wasn't a surprise, but you truly had to thank whatever divine being made this man just so perfect. You wouldn't be able to count how many times you came just to the thought of getting to fuck a baby into your Kylar—because he would be yours if you put your kid inside him, right?

Kylar, to his wondrous credit, seemed to have a similar thought process. When he felt your fingers against his slick, he spread his legs even wider and shuddered erotically, only to pull away from your heavenly kiss. "Y-You should put it in. A-And not pull out, e-ever." He all but whispered the command, and you were more than happy to comply. You ripped another hole in the last remaining barrier and dug in with no further warning, relishing in the erotic yelp he gifted you, alongside all the other sounds he made as you began to thrust into him.

His insides were soft and gummy, massaging your cock as you slammed your hips against his. Any time he gripped onto you, you'd move in a particularly rough way, and if he whined, you left a new mark on his hardly exposed neck. He clung to you and didn't bother with keeping quiet, babbling all sorts of lewd things as he grinded up into your crotch at the peak of each thrust. At some point, you had to forcibly hold his hips still to keep him from accidentally shifting too far from you. It had the added bonus of giving you more leverage to ravage his cunt, though, so you were happy with the arrangement, even if Kylar cried about it.

Kylar came suddenly around you, soaking both your crotches with a thick cream, and you slowed for just a moment to give him some time to recuperate. When he began to whine again, you picked up the pace—drilling into him as fast as you could. As your own climax drew near, an unkind idea popped inside your head and made you pause. With a smirk, you slowly began to pull out of his swollen pussy, stopping only when Kylar's legs wrapped around the back of your hips and forced you to stay inside.

His face was still a delicious red, but his expression was dangerous. What a pretty boy. "C-Cum inside. N-Now." You chuckled at his cute attempt at being mean and happily resumed your gyrating, cumming with a drawn-out moan as you pushed your hips as deep into his as you could. "G-Good." Kylar hummed, clearly pleased with himself. You were far more pleased with yourself than he could've been, honestly. Hopefully after this he'd give you a tour around his house, and you could start planning on where the nursery would go.

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i needed to draw today anyways so i snuck in a quick doodle of what Egg could look like as a woman

uber old PC art from when i had first started playing the game

i miss him. i wonder where he is now, in the dimly lit backrooms of my nog

bonus pic from that same era of my art bc i miss drawing men like this. i need to study my old style and bring it back

also when i get to 69 followers i'll do one of those event things bc i find those fun

my self-insert PC as a LI

ignore that i'm shit at drawing humans. there's a reason i stick to animals

also it's rlly only a self-insert in that i like making egg-based characters so don't read too much into it lmfao

my current DoL PC lmao what a silly lil guy

I've got other PCs too but I never draw them

Pc and Sydney both pure and corrupted fufufu

Picrew with my PCs and their LIs ^^

Robbie/Claire NSFW! They’re Nikki’s fav client— starting out as a receptionist for his studio, she often commented and constructively critiqued Nikki’s work. Robbi is a huuuggee visual arts freak, passionate about it. Their advice lead to some of his best works, and he eventually proposed that she models as well. Robbi was like,, sure! Why tf not and these are some results of the photo shoots

Robbi’s already quit her job at the studio though, and decided to join the hospital after hearing their partnership with the temple. As an initiate, she proudly applied as a patient transporter— one of the many vacant spots that didn’t require previous experience in the hospital.

Here’s the uncensored version

Progress on one of my Robbie/Claire PCs! Sydney!

Robbie/Claire is a system between eachother, who are both dating Sydney but Sydney hasn’t got a clue. Technically poly!! She’s lit based after me LOLLL almost everything off me

If anyone wants to see specific stuff with my art let me know!! Or with writing, I could give it a try… :’3 Don’t be shy to send in an ask for anything!

—Robbie

Things the DOL Temple does in my PC’s universe

CW: temple based of catholicism, church corruption, hospital corruption, also I’m high, not-proof read

Border from them!

FEEL FREE TO INTERACT OR SEND IN ASKS ABOUT ANYTHINGG HEHEE — Dominic, Robbie

- drugs the holy bread with addictive substances so that followers keep coming back (calming effect to give the temple a “holy” and “serene” feel)

- They get these drugs from the hospital, a facade with the hospital’s officials gaining status for “helping” and “donating” to the temple— a shell corporation

- Those who become addicted to the “holy bread” usually end up in rehab, creating an income/patients for the hospital

- The temple gains more followers through addictive holy bread, garnering in more donations

- The church and the hospital also work a interdependent partnership with the shell corporation— where the hospital staff gain financial perks (profit brought in from donations) from the church and the hospital provides medical care to church staff

- Medical care is especially needed by the temple, from heavily injured initiates working to bring down the game’s hidden status “world’s corruption”

EXTRA:

- one of our PCs, Robbi, is a patient transporter and Nick as a pharmacy tech.

- they work together reporting back both to the church and hospital of new possible patients or initiates—

- as well as working as the drug mules from the hospital to the temple

- closely works with Dr. Harper to fabricate papers of the drugs being smuggled

DOL/general persona art!

Anyone feel free and don’t be afraid to interact!! I take requests and asks XDD

—Robbie + Dominic

Kylar “bad” ending. That is all! — Robbie

SYDNEYYY GRAHHHHHHH GRAHH SYNDEYYYY SYDNEY AND ROBBIE AND SYDNEY AHHH (please ppl i want more dol friends)

—Robbi

A few members of our system drew their collective persona and Sydney the Faithful a long time ago. It was Claire, Robbie, and a few others I don’t know the name of.

Here’s some art made by the Claires:

It’s old art, made 2021-2022, maybe? Claire said she absolutely loves Sydney, fallen or faithful. I also saw the person who head-cannoned Sydney to be a system.

Everyone liked that!