Monday, December 14, 2020

12 Days of Voracious: Alien

 

The light held me immobile, standing in a room as it invaded my home. It was cold and strange on my skin, preventing me from moving away as the grey figure approached, predation in its every move. My instincts told me to run, yet nothing would budge. Every muscle was transfixed. It approached me, head tilted to the side, a strange body taller than mine. A single-digit touched my forehead and the world went dark.


I awoke on a cold piece of metal, a light holding me as it had before. Shadows moved about in the dark, saying nothing. A strange ringing silence haunted my ears. A cold metal rod passed over my body, making my skin tingle with tiny electrical impulses. The wand touched my nipples, more power coursing through it until I cried out in pain and a sick pleasure. Thin pads were attached over my body, on my nipples and stomach. A pulsing throb passed through, eliciting a moan from my lips.


A strange coolness pushed between my thighs and expanded, holding my entrance open for whatever was watching me in the dark. Something thick, slimy, and slick immediately followed, pushing hard and deep. My hips bucked, a moan escaping me. Another shock rocked through my body against the sensitive flesh above my opening, sending a cry from my lips. The thickness pushed deeper, pulled back, and thrust again, growing in firmness with each thrust, wiggling within me.


Although I couldn’t lift my head to see, I knew my legs were in stirrups, or suspended somehow, leaving all of me exposed. The thrusting continued, inhuman in its speed, covered in a slimy substance I had never felt before. Another cool instrument slid within me, beneath where I was being pounded. It expanded, pulling me open, stretching me wider and wider before beginning to pump, countering the beat of its companion above.


My body shuddered and convulsed, unable to move away, my mouth open and suddenly soundless. The pulsing electricity passing through me combined with the thudding within. I shuddered, crying out soundlessly as the slimy thing within me expanded and released, a strange new fullness filling me as eggs began to slide inside of me, moving upward and inward, my stomach expanding from their presence. 


Playing with the Alien

Get a massage table or use a dining room table. Pop an emergency blanket (the shiny ones) in the freezer. Tape to the table. Voila. Alien sex table. It won't stay cold but it’ll look the part. Ensure the room is dark. Put the table beneath a bright lamp, preferably a desk lamp so the human lover can't see well.  


Aliens experiment, they probe, they invade. The human lover should pretend to be immobilized. The alien lover may want to wear an alien mask, just to feel otherworldly.


Use a tens machine to play with e-stim on the body. Start low and build up. A violet wand will let you shock and tease, testing your lover's ability to cope with pain and pleasure. 


To open your lover up, apply a speculum, either vaginally or anally or both. Use glass toys kept in the freezer for a bit to create an invasive cold sensation. Use glow in the dark lube for it to be extra alien-y. If you’re going to fuck their mouth too, add a dental dam. Keep them wide open.


Use an inflatable tool of choice to begin expanding your lover, slowly opening them up. Keep it going until you can fit something monstrous in there. Like a big alien cock. Fuck them with it, or the glass, until they release. Then stop, as though recording data. Return with a shock or two.


Grease up a fucking machine and fuck their expanded hole while inserting the cock into their mouth. You can continue shocking, testing, and playing with a Wartenberg wheel or four for sensation play.


Once they need to cool down, remove the machine. Let them rest. Apply light e-stim when you’re ready to breed them or do some sounding to blow their mind.


If using an ovipositor anally, make your eggs beforehand. If vaginally, homemade or store-bought will do. Insert the ovipositor, slick as can be, into the breeding hole of choice, fuck, and fill with eggs


Happy Holidays, from one monster fucker to another.




Sunday, December 13, 2020

12 Days of Voracious: Werewolf

Teeth barred at me as I laid no the ground beneath him, the cold cave barely illuminated by the ever-shrinking fire. My fingers dug into the earth, stabilizing myself as I took a breath. He moved forward, nails scratching the wall as he walked on his haunches, breath crystallizing in the cold air.


My hand moved slowly, grazing his stomach and trailing downward. Amber eyes studied me as I stroked the hardness within the sheath. The wolf snarled before his eyes squinted, closing slightly as blood engorged him. Nails raked my stomach, leaving red marks on my skin as his paw groped my breast, digging into the sensitive flesh.


A large tongue lapped at the bloody skin and over my nipples. He trailed up to my mouth. I opened to him, his tongue plunging between my lips. He lowered his muzzle, lapping at my stomach, and then shifted to thrust his tongue between my thighs. I cried out, digging fingers into his fur as he tasted me. Moans slipped out of my mouth, growing louder as he buried his muzzle deep within.


In an instant he stopped, raising his muzzle which dripped with his slobber and my wetness. Then he flipped my body over, strength overwhelming. Teeth gripped my shoulder, biting into the soft flesh as he pulled my hips up to meet his hips, length slamming inside of me. Nails broke the skin, leaving bloody beads along my back, mixing with the sweat and dirt on my flesh. 


Snarls and moans filled the air as he pounded into my hips, maw leaving bite marks over my shoulder. Teeth released my shoulder as his hands pushed my back, pressing me into the earth below us. A deep growl released from him as he suddenly swelled, stretching me out in new ways. I cried out in renewed ecstasy as he expanded and released, filling me with hot liquid and keeping him deep within.

Playing with the Werewolf

If you can play outside, then do so, but if you can’t, make a dark space, maybe on the floor. Toss a blanket down. If you want to get dirty, use a waterproof blanket. It’ll keep your floor clean. Dim the lights. 


For your Wolf, you’ll want to consider the nails. Nails digging into the skin. There are handy wolf gloves you can use, or push on metal nails that let you scratch. A fur vest, arm warmers, fake paws, or tails and ears. If you want longer, better claws that’ll leave some serious marks, these babies will see you through. If you need to feel more wolfish, try a kinky leather mask.


Werewolves and canines are fun because of the knot. This swollen piece of flesh can’t be emulated in how it functions, but you can get a werewolf cock with a knot to stretch your lover out with. 


To emulate that big wet tongue, get lots of clear lube and grease this baby up. Put it in warm water ahead of time to make it feel like a hoot wolf mouth on a lover’s ass or pussy. It’s good for fake licking, fucking, or simulated would throat fucking.


Finally, if you’re an anal fister type, this silicone werewolf hand will help you stretch your lover out and hand fuck them with silicone werewolf nails. 


Happy Holidays, from one monster fucker to another.



Saturday, December 12, 2020

12 Days of Voracious: Kraken

The water swirled below me, my body held aloft as the great creature swallowed the ship, suspending me in thick tentacles. As debris floated in the water, its attention turned to me, a fact  I felt more than knew by the way its grip changed. A long tentacle wrapped around my leg and glided up my thigh, sliding beneath fabric.

I could help but moan as it explored, moving over sensitive flesh, suction pulling at the skin each time the tentacle paused. My body writhed, caught between an instinct to survive and a hunger I hadn’t known. It responded in kind, tentacles swarming my body as fabric easily ripped away by its strength.


Suction gripped my chest and wrapped around my breast, engulfing the sensitive flesh in one eager tentacle. Another encircled my other breast, the tight sucking blending pain and pleasure that lessened after the first initial contact. I moaned, pressing up against the strangely squishy flesh, my arms bound in tentacles beside me. 


The creature explored my abdomen and thighs, seemingly teasing the cries off want out of me for joy. Finally, its tip explored my opening, flicking over delicate skin and sending shivers down my spine. My mouth opened to encourage its probing, only to be filled by its arm, rounded end sliding inside, tickling my tone before moving further into my throat, muffling my cries.


It stopped its slow teasing as its meat pushed inside of me, pumping deeper and deeper until it could go no further. Within me, it wriggled, suckers grabbing and pulling, creating pressure, but releasing and finding new flesh to tug. Every part of me was covered by its writhing mass, sensation and pressure coursing through my body, sending wave after wave of intense pleasure. 



Playing with the Kraken

Create a lot of sticky, watery lube. Use a waterproof blanket for the human lover to lay on.

Invest in some silicone suction cups for cupping. These will leave marks, namely circular bruises, so ensure everyone’s on board with that. Apply these using lube to nipples, genitals, arms, legs, abdomen--anywhere you want.


A tentacle depth toy will really let you get in there. Rub over the body, having the human lover suck or kiss it, and with proper preparation and a lot of lube, have it invade and go deep anally. A soft to medium firmness tentacle dildo will hit all the right places for vaginal or anal penetration on the human lover. I’m of the party go big or go home, but know your limits and play within them. So perhaps a smaller tentacle arm for your delight.


Finally, if there’s a cock in the midst, an added bit of fun with a tentacle cock ring, just to give the feel of another tentacle poking and teasing while being fucked. 


Apply these toys and lube in whatever patterns you want, teasing and escalating as you go. Throw in a clit sucker for vibrating and sucking stimulation on nipples, necks, clits, cocks, balls...anywhere, really. If you’re adventurous, try nipple, clit, or penis pumps for extra sucking power.


Happy Holidays, from one monster fucker to another.




Friday, December 11, 2020

Mothman


My feet touched damp earth as I walked between trees towards the haunted landscape he called home. The night barely stirred, the odd cricket made a noise only to sharply stop at my passing. A full moon hung low in the sky, illuminating the woods and casting shadows between branches. Mist rolled in, covering the valley in a soft mysterious haze. 


Light flickered between the trees, casting an eerie glow. I stopped, resting one hand on the branch to watch the dancing illumination playing in the mist. The strange orbs moved with preternatural speed, flickering in and out of existence, lighting the world around them in a strange glow. 


A shriek arose from the mist-filled woods, echoing the sound of a woman’s cry and something more ancient and primordial. Gooseflesh rose over my arms as I turned to look away from the lights towards the sound. Nothing but shadows waited, staring back at me in my stupidity. 


Dead leaves crushed underfoot as I made my way towards the screech, path easily illuminated by the dancing lights above the mist. With a final screech, the lights disappeared. Darkness swallowed the land. I paused, stopping to listen for another sound. Yet nothing came.


Instead, a pair of great crimson eyes, taking in the last of the light and throwing it back out again, stared at me from the branches above. The moonlight caught his silhouette, the great lumbering body atop the tree, short rounded head on vast shoulders. He watched me watching him, head tilted in quiet consideration.


I forged ahead, coming to the foot of the tree he perched in. Hands touched the rough bark as I looked up once more. “Please come down,” I spoke to the darkness, my lips not moving, but my thoughts whispering to him. Before I could complete them he rose into the sky, straight up, massive leathery wings beating.


He circled above before veering West. I followed, running after a shadow in the sky whose luminous red eyes watched me constantly, pulling me away from safety into the deeper darkness. Just as I was about to give up, to let him fly away, he swerved and headed towards me with unprecedented speed.


I fell backward as he landed with a heavy thud. Wind whistled around him as I looked up at him from the damp ground, staring into his red eyes. Time slipped away in a new slowness, while a creeping fear touched my gut. I swallowed, ignoring it, as we stared at each other.


Slowly I rose to my knees. He took wobbling steps forward, shambling towards me, wings alighting now and then to steady his gait. My lips parted as though to speak and a three-fingered hand touched my face, soft and strange skin pressing against my own. One finger played over my lips before slipping into my mouth.


The taste of dust and something entirely inhuman flooded my mouth. Our eyes never stopped gazing into each other. A warm, fluttering sensation rolled through my body as he stared at me. My muscles stopped working, and I knelt in a trance, not moving before him. The Mothman pulled his chitinous finger from my mouth and moved around me.


No words were spoken as my body seemed to move of its own accord, crawling to its hands and knees as a great winged body moved atop me, sheltering us both in the darkness of his great wings. I felt sudden dampness between my thighs, my body’s excitement obvious and eager.


Soft feathers and fur brushed against my body as the creature explored without touching, hands roaming the air around my body. Yet each almost touch cause a moan to roll out of my mouth, pleasure rising through me without a single caress. My nipples hardened to aching peaks as he explored, impulses traveling through my mind from his gaze and into my body.


Heat spread from my groin inward, igniting my core. Hands finally embraced me, grabbing my breasts and pulling my body back against his own feathery form. The great wings expanded and we rose. The trees spiraled beneath us as the light off civilization flickered closer. 


In the air, I gasped as he slid within me, my body easily welcoming him with slick anticipation. His girth easily filled me yet he did not thrust forward, nor push deeper. He pulsed within, sending waves of delight through my body. With each beat of his wings, I cried out, feeling a new deep pulse strike at my core.


Every muscle began to tighten as his unspeaking mind whispered in mind. My body hung limp against him, despite my deepest urges to touch him or my own body, to pull him deeper inside of me, though what he inserted into me I couldn’t say. All I saw were the homes below as they drew closer and closer.


We landed with a thud atop a house, his shambling gait causing racket with each step. My toes dragged, barely noticed as the thudding pulse inside me grew louder and stronger. I whimpered in a newfound hungering agony, need overwhelming my modesty or submissive nature. I needed more. I need him to release me.


My body trembled against him, held easily by his gripping arms and hands, the mid-tip off his wings showed tiny finger-like projections that clung to me, keeping us wrapped within his softness. His steps stopped at the edge of the home as voices shouted from within the building.


I barely noticed them as the heat grew wildly intense, overriding my senses, thudding into me without movement or force. I didn’t’ hear my own screams anymore, or the wild sounds I made as I closed my eyes, seeing only his red orbs glowing within my mind. 


Please I whispered in my mind. Over and over again. He brought me close, so close I was a dripping, whimpering idiot in its arms. Only to have him stop, to pinch the skin to bring me back to my body, to see the people in their yard with lights and frightful eyes. Then he would plunge me back into the haunting hunger of his mind, filling my body with whelming sensation.


The hands released me and I fell to the cold ground below, unaware of where or what it was. My lover expanded his great wings above me and shot into the air. People below gasped, staring at him as he hovered above, red eyes boring into my nakedness below him. 


Within me, his pulsing gaze erupted, sending chills and delirium through my body. Although I didn’t move, a frightful shriek exploded from my mouth as my senses lost themselves in the ripping ecstasy of release. His mouth opened as I screamed, stealing my voice so he could emit my noises. 


Terror gripped the people below who pointed at this greatness. The Mothman gave one final call, a final moan of ecstasy from my lips then flapped his great wings and vanished into the moonlight night, his form silhouetted in the darkness. 


My body suddenly quaked, muscles shuddering and released from their paralysis. I laid on the roof, unable to move from the force of my own release, filled with nothing but longing for his mind once more.

Friday, December 4, 2020

Siren


Waves lapped against the rocks, gently licking the stony surfaces. I stepped uneasily onto the slippery stones, sliding before finding a sturdy purchase. The soft sound of the water gave the forbidden cave a sense of peace, inviting one to ignore the evidence of death all around.


Water dripped from my body, landing on the already moist stones and splattering onto the half rotting corpse of a man whose purpled face was so bloated I could not truly see his features. His mouth hung, gaping open as though to sing the song of drowning men. I grimaced and stepped around him.


Everywhere there was rot. The air stung with the stench of rotting bodies, all bobbing in the water in various stages of decomposition. Fish causally swam around them, nibbling on exposed toes and faces, while crabs perched inside and atop them, slowly stripping meat from bone.


I pursed my lips in quiet consideration before I turned back to the dimly lit cave in the rocks. A large central rock, flat and perfect for laying upon, awaited. It was empty, with scattered shells and bones across its surface. To get there, I needed to go into the water. The darkened water that promised the unseen.


Carefully I knelt, ignoring the grime on the stone from a nearby corpse. I peered into the watery void, making out only faint shapes that could have been more bodies, fish, sharks, or something else. With a deep inhale, I slid into the water, bobbing briefly before turning to head towards the stone.


Unnatural light reflected off the water, creating a beautiful unearthly glow through the cave. Yet the water remained murky around me as I swam. The current of something large swimming near ran over my thigh. Despite my instinct to swim, I stopped and glanced around the water desperate to see what had been.


A splash echoed about the inlet. I turned, seeing nothing. Fins brushed against my hip, causing me to turn again. I shuddered in the cold water and turned back to the rock, deciding if I should go forward or dare try to return to my tiny boat. 


The sweetest, most melodic voices hummed in the air, singing words I couldn’t understand. Laying atop the rock the creature watched me, a heavenly song escaping her lips. A beautiful maiden met my eyes with her own, gazing at me with such adoration I blushed. Her fingers gestured in the air, beckoning me towards her.


I kicked my feet, pushing myself towards the rock and the aquatic woman whose song promised a love one could not resist. Her striped aquamarine tail flicked behind her, spraying water in the air and over her body so she glistened in the reflective light. I reached for the rock below her body, feeling the cool stone greet my fingertips.


A hand grabbed my foot, pulling me instantly below the surface. We went deep, the darkness swarming around me, swallowing her song. The hand disappeared, letting me float uselessly, suddenly uncertain of which way was up. 


Around me, shadows shifted. I peered into the grim darkness, catching brief glimpses of bright colored scales. The strange voices whispered in the water, more clear now than she had been above. I shivered at the siren’s call, feeling the pressure building in my lungs. 


Opening my mouth I felt the grotesque salty water flood inside and I repeated her song back to her. Silence hung in the water. My lungs burned and I pulled my eyes away from the darkness to the vague light above and kicked.


The surface neared before nails raked over my back, dragging down my skin to my ankle and holding. Despite my instincts, I didn’t fight. Instead, I looked down at her and offered a hand. She grinned then faltered when I didn’t fight. 


With the strangest hesitation, she reached out to touch my fingers, webbing between her digits. I smiled, trying not to show the panic growing within me. My hand touched her face, gently brushing over her lips. Small sharp teeth showed as she smiled. 


Our eyes stared, hers black as a shark’s. Then, knowing what she needed, I inhaled the deadly water. Her eyes widened as the last air I had escaped me, replaced with the dark liquid. My lungs burned and I tried to cough, bringing in more water.


Panic flooded my body as it fought to survive and I refused to swim upwards. The darkness swallowed me, consuming the sensation of wetness, and my vision clouded before fading, her shocked visage disappearing. Then quiet, a strange peace, a nothing.


Water sprayed my face as my eyes flew open, revealing a light-dappled rock ceiling. The black eyes of the siren looked down at me as I coughed, turning onto my side to spit up water. She watched, fascinated, and attentive.


“You died,” she said, melodic even in factual statement. 


I coughed and nodded. Every muscle burned as I rose on my elbows.

“Willingly.”

I nodded again. “You would… need to die… if I didn’t.”


Her eyes widened in sudden understanding. “But why?”


“To show you that you’re loved, beyond your voice. That you’re wanted for you. Worth dying for.”


She blinked her large eyes then grabbed my hand, pulling me back into the water with her. Lips met mine, hungry and eager. Air pushed into my mouth from her own, cold tongue snaking between my lips to taste my tongue. 


I moaned against her as she pulled us deeper into the water. Her skin was rough, catching against my fingertips as I caressed her shoulders and neck. My fingers explored, pinching her nipples as she made a melodic whimper that echoed in the water around us. 


My hand ventured lower, pressing against her stomach then further down, knowingly exploring the hidden slit in her scales. I pushed my fingers inward as she opened to me. Fingers laced around my neck, holding herself to me as we kissed again, oxygen filling my lungs. 


Fingers slid in and out of her, first two, then three. She cried out, bucking her tail against me. I put one hand behind her back, holding her steady as I moved deeper, feeling her expand around my fingers, slick with her ecstasy. A fourth finger slid inside.


Nails dug into my shoulder as she cried out, writhing against me as I worked my fingers in and out of her. Around us her sisters swam, appearing and disappearing from the darkness. Fingers slid up the inside of my thigh as tiny teeth lovingly bit into my shoulder from behind me. 


I pressed forward, finally slipping my thumb inside of my siren. Her sister's mouth closed on mine, breathing life into my body and pushing her tongue down my throat. Her hands groped my breasts as I let my hand sit within her sister, letting her adjust around me as her melodic crisis filled the water.


Slowly I moved my hand in deeper, flicking my fingers upwards, feeling parts of her no other had before. Her body shuddered on my hand, moving to push against me, pulling me deeper within her. I moaned as a cold tongue flicked between my thighs, black eyes looking up at me in the murky water as the third sister buried her face, tasting my own excitement. 


My siren bucked wildly as I stretched her out, pushing deeper only to pull out then go further. With each thrust of my hand, she shuddered. Our moans created a harmonic chorus in the darkness, until it crescendoed, our bodies shuddering and releasing.


Slowly I pulled my hand from her. She pulled me into her mouth, a deep kiss that gave me the breath I desperately needed. Her sisters slid from my body, leaving me covered in their bites and scratches. My siren pulled back, toothy grin nearly unnerving, before she disappeared into the darkness, leaving me alone in the water with the decaying bodies. 

Bocuk

  “Bocuk,” I murmured the name into the night. “I come to worship at your altar. To bear witness to your grace. To welcome you home this nig...