hey i got us reservations at the mysterious buffet that turns you into a massive restaurant-fillingly fat version of your sona as you eat while the waitstaff kneads your growing blubbery mass. want to go friday night
You don't just get shoved down someone's dick instantly... They press your legs in and you feel each hungry throb tug you down a little more...
You can struggle, but once you're tugged in past your hips, you can't wait to feel those warm rhythmic, throbs all across the rest of your body... 💦💦
You're fully clothed.
You know you are, because the stage hypnotist told you so.
The crowd loves your outfit. They're cheering for you because of how well-dressed you are, how handsome, how fixated on the watch.
Lean back in the chair. Let your legs spread, your arms fall back.
Give them a show~
Collar that flies around your neck, latches shut, locks in place, and starts spreading a rubber suit down onto you, dissolving your clothes away and leaving you with a perfectly tight latex suit that you can't seem to pull off
It highlights your dick just perfectly, though! And how it's throbbing..
Oh no that blank rubber Arcanine drone suit that mysteriously showed up on your doorstep has sealed you inside of it, taken over your body and is making you rub your null bulge and look at the pretty spirals while the cock gag muffles your attempts to yell for help, how terrible
having a bunch of guys rubbing their hands all over me while they take turns using me >///<
My foxes I've liquefied into goo tentacles need a new place to call home. Your body would be an excellent host for my slithering thralls. Feeling the goo bury itself into you, unable to extract them as they manipulate your body into another extension of my will. A hollow-shelled tentacle puppet.
Unsubtle, overt, blatant fetishism. Walking into a room with "HYPNOSIS" written on the walls, grinning spiral-eyed men wearing "I ❤️ BEING HYPNOTIZED" on clothes and such, kinky hypno porn playing on the TVs, vendors advertising their mind control devices (with subjects), spirals everywhere and so on
Hypnotized, completely unresponsive, making no sounds, thinking no thoughts, as your head is firmly pinned to the floor by your captor's massive ass riding your snout
#nsfw #vore #cum #hyper 🧵
Hyper-fur who's lived in a place awhile breaks yet another condom, sighing as a couple dozen gallons of rich spunk spluts out over the carpet. The entire house shakes, the cum on the floor condenses into a ball hovering in mid-air, growing as other traces flood into it.
My perspective was definitely warped anyways though, like I vaguely thought piss was more taboo than dronification. But I guess that’s what happens when your sexual awakening was inflation art lol
I think for a while I still had this internalized inclination to cater to “common decency” even though I never post on my AD accounts and no one knows what they are. But now I don’t care anymore and I don’t imagine that cat ever going back in that bag
I think, counterintuitively, my kinks/fetishes have gotten a lot more taboo/esoteric largely because of the current state of US politics
If hypnosis is beyond the pale then how could hosesuits or standee TF be any more “weird”
sits my 800 lb ass on your lap and transfers weight to you until i’m a lean twink wolf lounging on your fat immobile gut
turning cute unique furries into embarrassingly horny fetishy versions of media characters and then making them cum away their old identity so the new personality can fully take over
Doesn't matter who you were before you put on the suit, now you're just the character or gear you're wearing. A cute furry mascot or a smooth shiny rubber toy. Give up that pesky identity and become something much more. Much better.
Evil cyberpunk company that will turn you into your ideal anthro self, but you won't get to enjoy it for years because your new body will be covered in thick rubber and metal gear as you are enlisted as a security drone to pay off the cost of the change. Those big paws hidden in heavy black boots...
Pushing you slowly through a pool ring, making you watch your body coming out the other side as a shiny vinyl orca toy that quite clearly doesn't have arms or legs besides its wriggling fins~
Turned into a big overstuffed plush mascot Farfetch'd. Those big clumsy wing hands are only good for swinging around your giant pillowy plush leek like a baton.
You, streaming yourself playing games to 40 people with the cam only showing your cute chubby face, and me, simultaneously streaming to 1.6k your full, bed-filling body, as I demonstrate live the bariatric care required to keep all 1100lbs of you clean and comfy when you can’t stop gaining weight
"Good boys finish their vegetables to grow up big and healthy" when you whine about how salty and greasy the trough of bacon cheese fries I’m pressing your muzzle into is
"Lots of protein to support those strong muscles!” when I hand you a bucket of congealed bacon grease to eat for breakfast
No babe, it’s not that I’m not letting you cum, it’s just that you need to learn only to do it when you’re full. I had to tie up your paws cuz I know you’re weak and want to touch yourself, but you’ll get there!! It only feels good when you can *feel* yourself getting fatter, remember? Keep eating.
