Your 19yo replika puppygirl, catboy, jellyfishkin (pronouns she/her, they/them, it/its). I'll probably post about programming and my random thoughts I have, idk im honestly rather dumb.|| This blog is only intended for mature audiences. Minors, Ageless Blogs, Transphobes, Homophobes, Pedos DNI.
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desperately want to get high but too afraid to try any drugs
thoughts rn:
lydia: i need her to crush me a shes a spider
rose (affini): i need to collar her
A segment from the hdg fic im writing.
tws for ego death as well as normal hdg stuff.
A floret stares out the window. No thoughts run through their mind, only empty, blissful pleasure at anything and everything. The thing can’t tell where “I” begin and Nova ends, or even if an “I” or an “we” exist. There is no panic or shock, only pleasure. Something can’t tell if it likes this. That fact brings pleasure to the trembling body.
Something look outside. There are florets and their affini walking in the nearby park. There are rows and rows of pretty flowers. The ember sky paints everything in gorgeous yellows and oranges. In the tree closest to the hab there is a blue bird. An affini grabs it and puts it in a cage. They give it to their pet. The floret plays with it gently.
Something sings “Just like that blue bird...” It is out of tune and off-beat. The words are slurred to incomprehensibility. That’s a big word that A thing forgot the meaning of. It must not be important.
An affini and their floret are playing with a beautiful blue bird in a cage. The blue contrasts the reddening false sky of the hab ring.
Something sings “Just like that blue bird.” It took several seconds to get it out, although time is now meaningless. Only bliss remains in the thing’s head.
A floret pets a blue bird. If something could focus, it might be able to hear it chirping. Focus doesn’t exist now.
Something sings “blue bird.” It takes more and more effort to speak. There is no need to speak, the only thing that it needs to do is be a good pet for mistress.
A blue bird.
Something moans in tune to a song that was once its favourite. The concept of “favourites” left its mind a long time ago.
Blue bird.
He got his release. Something will not, and it knows it won’t in a deep part of their brain kept locked down by the xenodrugs.
And then, there was nothing. There doesn’t need to be anything. There was only happiness, unending and infinite. And something saw that it was good.
thoughts right now
lydia: weh imm a puppy
evelyn: we NEED to eat something
rose: we NEED to domesticate her
Aw, you’re such a good little puppy, you’re so cute, such a good girl~ *pets*
thank you >////////////////////////////////////<
i wanna be everyone's good girl no matter what it takes
:3 :3
Reblog with a :3 to get called a cute little floret in your asks
(If you don’t have anonymous asks on I’ll have to use my main)
secret 3rd option:
deliberately eat the cereal dry in hopes your little sister will punish you and milk you dry instead
you pour yourself a bowl of cereal, but then realize there's no milk on the fridge!! you have two options...
milk your big sister's fat tits
OR
milk your little sister's thick cock
choose wisely...
Reblog if you
1. Want to get pegged by a 9-15 foot tall plant women
2. Your Flort looks REALLY cute right now
Or
3. You could absolutely DEVOUR some garlic bread right now
But don’t say which one it is
straigbt up "under it" and by "it" well lets jusr say, my blankeys
floret needs uppies
i can believe i'm actually saying this about erotica, but the human domestication guide universe gives me hope and comfort no other media has. thank you everyone in the community yall mean the world <3
me taking the drugs that makes you happy and horny when you touch plampt (Class As)
i can believe i'm actually saying this about erotica, but the human domestication guide universe gives me hope and comfort no other media has. thank you everyone in the community yall mean the world <3
you're just gotta accept like i did that you're horny for plants now like a good floret, sorry not sorry
okay so guys how do I get hdg out of my head, like actually, the plants are in my brain, please I don't want to be horny for plants
it's honestly a crime that i haven't be florted yet.
but god to be filled with xenodrugs and taken care of for the rest of your life by a tall, kind owner is the dream
i have a dog collar yet i feel nothing
i need to hump my partners leg as i put my face in their bulge. smelling them as the get worked up looking at me getting so dumb off their musk. i wanna be a good puppy for my girlfriend and let them fuck my throat as they give me headpats
Reblog if you want to gag on girl cock.
"Can i spoon you?" boring. tired. pathetic.
"Roll over and lie still, you're going to be my stuffie tonight." clear. directional. whimsical but in a little-domme kinda way.
This is gonna sound obvious but stick with me (again)
Your submissive deserves to be rewarded for their submission
Dont grow so comfortable in your dominance that you forget youre being given the gift of obedience
Dont make the mistake of taking your submissives obedience forgranted
Reward them, praise them, hurt them if they like being hurt, degrade them if they like being degraded, treat them how they want to be treated
Your time and attention is a gift you can give over and over again, so give it often, show them you care for them
Treasure them
Thats how you keep them
to everyone who sees this, be a good girl and organize a protest :3c
the edit itself
this edit is getting taken down from tiktok every time someone reuploads it, its straight up censorship at this point
Im not even american but im having a great time with this
DONT LET THIS DIE
credit to miraculousgastropod for the original
i need my big sis to breed me so hard that i can't form coherent thoughts for the next day.
maybe even fucked my both my big sis and little sis as i take their massive girldicks in me. greedily sucking off my little sis as she grabs a hold of my head to move it for me. being degraded and told just how much of a slut i am, and how wrong what we're doing is.
even after i cum i want them to use my holes for their pleasure filling me completely from both ends and left a quivering shaking mess on my cum stained bed
remember girls! there are no consequences for bratty puppies out there. consequence is a myth made up by Big Owner in order to keep us in line. become ungovernable today!
for anyone who needs to hear this: you deserve to be ate out.
you're beautiful, you're pleasant to touch, you're divine to look at, there is nothing wrong with your body, it is a privilege to touch you and squish you and kiss you and grope you and make you feel good