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i would love to get a text from an unknown number
lemme rephrase that. i want someone, some unknown phone number, to randomly text me one day. i click onto it, curious, because i don’t give my number out to anyone
no words, just an attachment
i click onto it to see a video with a familiar backdrop
is that… my bedroom?
suddenly, an unknown man, wearing a mask, walks into frame, turning the camera to show me, in bed, asleep
he pulls my blankets off while i sleep. i’m not wearing anything, i never do…
i proceed to watch the full video, 20 minutes of some masked stranger using me in my sleep, announcing to the camera when he cums inside my tight boycunt
the video ends. i look around, praying silently that he’s not still there
my phone pings again
and he’s sent me a picture of myself, taken through the window while i was watching the video
that night, i don’t lock my door before going to bed
Intro Post
You can call me Victor :) I'm 21, ftm, and I'm in a relationship
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force masc
cnc/r@pe
int0x
petplay
piss/omorashi
fauxcest
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scat
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I'm probably going to be smited to hell for this, but my first smut fic, I guess. This is p.ai.nter x reader, so...
THIS FIC HAS SEXUAL CONTENT AND A BIT OF GENDER DYSPHORIA, THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING!!!
(Pls don't kill me for this,,, this fic will also make ZERO SENSE POSSIBLY, I'M STUPID.)
(In this story, you're an engineer, and built him a robotic body so that he could practically do whatever he wants.)
It has been 3 months since you and p.ai.nter escaped the blacksites together somehow. Things have been doing ok for the both of you... That is when p.ai.nter suffered gender dysphoria about 3 times during those months. He never really felt like a guy. His thoughts always found a way to make him feel bad about himself. That is, until one day, you wanted him to feel better about himself. So one day, you visited the shared bedroom between the both of you. He was just there, laying on the bed, the blanket covering his large, beautiful, fat body while he was on sleep mode. Then, you decided to walk up to the bed, crawl into bed with him, and then you would start to cuddle him close while wrapping your arms around him. His large belly gently pressing up against your body. Then, that's when he decided to leave sleep mode, and acknowledge you.
"Oh, hi there."
He drowsily greeted you as he laid with you, all 6 of his mechanical arms wrapped around your body as a gentle blush would spread across your face. And a gentle, pink blur would spread across his screen, trying to reciprocate the feelings you had for him. But then... Your cock would poke upwards through your pants and press up against his lower belly. The pink across his screen would flush up even more as he would start to stutter.
"I-... I-..."
He nervously stutters, not knowing what else to say. Then, you would start to undo your belt, and remove your belt, pants, and boxers all in one. His legs starting to spread open underneath the sheets. You would proceed to roll him over onto his back, and remove the blanket from both of your bodies, revealing your hard, long cock, and his soaking wet pussy from underneath the blanket.
And that's when he ambitiously said yes to your advances.
You would start to edge his labia with your cock as he would let out a few soft moans as you continued to tease him gently.
And then... You slid your tip into him, and then the entire thing all the way up into his pussy as he would let out a loud, shaky moan from his speakers as you started to thrust your cock deeply inside of his pussy. His speakers letting out a few moans with every deep, yet gentle thrust into his pussy as you placed your hand onto his belly, and started to gently squish his belly with it. Whispering to him about how he'll always be a man as you continued to fuck him gently and reassure him about his gender identity.
And after about 30 minutes to about an hour. His systems were running on low battery now. As you gently placed your hands on his hips, you would see a steady amount of cum leaking from his pussy as he had an exhausted, yet contented look on his screen. His screen, chest, and peaks of his shoulders covered in lipstick marks as he laid there, panting.
Then, you would grab the tip of his cable tail (which is an outlet plug,) and plug him into the nearest outlet next to your bed for him to charge up. Then, you carefully roll him onto his side, and nuzzle up into his neck, starting to let your subconsciousness take over as you would hear one last thing from him before he goes into sleep mode.
"I love you..."