Teratophilia x Reader Fiction

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Thu, 21 Jun 2018 21:51:35 -0400

REBLOG IF I CAN MESSAGE YOU 'HEY' AND START A FRIENDSHIP.

Thu, 21 Jun 2018 17:51:21 -0400

cartersbarnes:

angelicparkerr:

@deadbythanos i’m messaging u now and we are gonna start a friendship

:)

ilsettimocontinente:Monty Python

Thu, 21 Jun 2018 15:21:31 -0400

ilsettimocontinente:

Monty Python

gothicloser: I love boys that look like they’ll kill me

Tue, 19 Jun 2018 01:51:45 -0400

gothicloser:

I love boys that look like they’ll kill me

wereralph: Tonight’s mood is large orc thighs

Sun, 17 Jun 2018 16:21:19 -0400

wereralph:

Tonight’s mood is large orc thighs

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Fri, 15 Jun 2018 13:34:38 -0400

zombooyah2thesequel: Silent Hill: Revelation (2012) dir....

Fri, 15 Jun 2018 13:34:00 -0400

zombooyah2thesequel:

Silent Hill: Revelation (2012) dir. Michael J. Bassett

gomakeawaffle: So many monster boyfriends, so many fic ideas,...

Fri, 15 Jun 2018 13:33:28 -0400

gomakeawaffle:

So many monster boyfriends, so many fic ideas, so little time. *sweating and crying*
would love to see y’all’s monster significant others btw

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Thu, 14 Jun 2018 19:30:22 -0400

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Thu, 14 Jun 2018 19:29:16 -0400

bloodroot-tea: Character: is largeMe:

Thu, 14 Jun 2018 18:28:28 -0400

bloodroot-tea:

Character: *is large*
Me:

zombooyah2thesequel: Silent Hill: Revelation (2012) dir....

Thu, 14 Jun 2018 18:27:50 -0400

zombooyah2thesequel:

Silent Hill: Revelation (2012) dir. Michael J. Bassett

juan-the-gecko: When women (and M.A. men) want to fuck monsters:When (straight) men want to fuck...

Thu, 14 Jun 2018 18:27:05 -0400

juan-the-gecko:

When women (and M.A. men) want to fuck monsters:
When (straight) men want to fuck monsters:
Conclusion: straight men are fucking cowards.
EDIT: due to popular demand we have removed Pennywise and replaced him with Predy.
EDIT 2.0 - Revengeance: due to further popular demand, we concede to male-attraced men.

jeremwood:“you’re a writer, right?”Me, staring at the one sentence ive managed to add in the last...

Mon, 11 Jun 2018 21:50:26 -0400

jeremwood:

“you’re a writer, right?”

Me, staring at the one sentence ive managed to add in the last hour: In theory

50feetwoman: This is what happens when you’re a vampire. You...

Mon, 11 Jun 2018 14:44:32 -0400

50feetwoman:

This is what happens when you’re a vampire. You have to watch everyone die. Your mother and father. All your friends. Sometimes brutal, like slipping and falling onto a giant spike. Or falling asleep in an autumn pile of leaves and having some of them block your windpipe. Or making the simple mistake of fashioning a mask out of crackers and being attacked by ducks, geese, swans.

What We Do In The Shadows (2014) dir.Taika Waititi

sheisrecovering:THICK THIGHS SAVE LIVES 💖

Sat, 09 Jun 2018 00:42:52 -0400

sheisrecovering:

THICK THIGHS SAVE LIVES 💖

Travis and Rob

Sat, 09 Jun 2018 00:02:51 -0400

Werewolf bros x female reader

A/N: I have a giant fic and a demon fic I hope to be posting soon :) Sorry for the half-assed sketches! but I write faster than I draw :/ plus I kinda wanted to post this story!

Warnings: Smut!

You ran as quick, and as far as your feet would carry you through the woods behind the old house.

You weren’t paying attention at all to where you were going.

The only thing on your mind was getting as far away as you could from that creep. You were nicked by branches, stumbling over tree roots, but you didn’t falter.

…

A few days ago you showed up to this small town when you found out you were the inheritor of a small property.

When you arrived, you discovered that the house was practically in shambles. Luckily, most of it was just cosmetic.

In order to sell the property quick, you hired a local handyman to make all necessary repairs. At first, he came off professional but then he started getting friendly. It started as just little things that you brushed off, but tonight he went too far.

You stepped out of the bathroom, to find him standing in the room that you were using as your bedroom. You clutched your bathrobe tighter around your body. The way he was looking at you made you feel terribly uncomfortable. He stepped closer to you.

“Get out of my house!”

“Aw, c’mon girlie, thought you could use a man around.”

Next thing you knew, he tried grabbing you. In a blur, you pushed him as hard as you could and sprinted out of the room.

Worried he’d catch up, you just kept running. You were so scared, you looked back and could hear him screaming your name.

While you were distracted, you ran straight into something that felt like a wall covered in fur.

You stumbled backward, falling on your ass. You wanted to scream but you were paralyzed with fear.

Standing before you were two werewolves. Their heads snapped towards your direction.

They were lean but massive and muscular. Their limbs were lanky, their hands were big with long fingers and sharp claws.

One was covered in thick black fur and the other in brown. Both had various scars all over.

Their bodies were hunched over their prey. The deer’s dead eyes were fogged over and facing you.

“Don’t be stupid, girl!”

You could hear the handyman holler. Your eyes went wide and you shrunk down.

The werewolves’ ears twitched, and they turned their heads to the direction the yelling was coming from.

“You’re gonna die alone out there!” The handyman continued to yell.

The black haired werewolf furrowed his brows and growled lowly. The other looked over at you. He put a finger in front of his muzzle.

You nodded your head and kept quiet.

They stood up, between their legs were large cocks, even though they were flaccid. You averted your eyes, but they didn’t seem bothered by it.

They started sniffing the air, their eyes narrowed as they picked up his scent. They both sprinted off. Seconds later, you could hear the handyman’s screams and then there was silence.

You sat there waiting for what seemed like forever. You gasped when you heard rustling nearby. One of the werewolves emerged, his hands stained with blood.

“It’s safe,” he grunted. “Go home.”

You took a deep breath and nodded. They protected you, it seemed so crazy.

You wrapped your robe tighter around your body as you carefully headed in the direction he pointed to.

Eventually, you found yourself in front of that rickety old house.

Even though you were physically exhausted, your mind was still racing. You couldn’t get their eyes out of your head.
….

You sighed, resting your head against your hand, as you pushed around the leftover food on your plate.

You were out half the money you had to spare to fix that dump, and now you had to find a new handyman who would finish the job for less money.

Earlier, you couldn’t help but notice the heading on one of the news articles. Someone sitting next to you at the counter was reading it. The article had to do with that handyman being missing. You felt a pang of guilt, but who the hell would believe you if you told them what happened.

Although, there was a voice in your head telling you deserved whatever those werewolves did to him.

You pushed the plate away from you. This was hopeless, you might as well just let that house fall to the ground and just go back home.

“Something a matter, honey?” the waitress asked you standing behind the counter.

“Am I that obvious?”

“Well, you have been sitting here looking troubled for over an hour now,” she explained.

“I just inherited a house, that’s falling to pieces,” you started. “I want to sell it and quick, but in its current condition… there’s no way. Plus I don’t have much money for repairs.”

“Well, there are those Howell brothers, they’re known for taking odd jobs,” she suggested.

“Only because they can’t hold down regular jobs,” an eavesdropping customer butted in. “They’re unreliable screw-ups.”

“Jack, stop eavesdropping,” the waitress scolded. “Those boys have never done a thing to you.”

“They’re white trash and don’t contribute to our community-”

The waitress placed a hand on her hip and gave Jack a hard stare. Immediately he shut his mouth, she returned her attention to you.

“Despite what most people think,” she said, nodding her head towards Jack. “They really are good workers, hun.”

“Sounds like they’re the best I can do,” you sighed. “Where can I find them?”

…

The trailer was run down, faded and beat up. One of the windows was boarded up. The yard was overgrown with weeds.

You knocked on the door and quietly waited for someone to answer. You tried again after receiving no answer and you could hear the sound of shuffling feet.

“Hold your horses, I’m coming,” a man hollered from inside. He yanked the door open fast.

“What do you…” He trailed off, blinking his eyes a few times like he was surprised to see you.

The man at the door was holding a beer bottle. He was tall and muscular with broad shoulders. He had stringy dark hair and a scruffy chin. He was wearing a muscle shirt and jeans and his eyes were a piercing blue.

Another man came around from the back, he was wiping his hands off on a ratty looking rag. He looked younger with light brown hair and soft dark brown eyes. He had a baseball cap on, no shirt and his jeans were covered in oil stains and tears.

“Hi,” you muttered shyly. “Sorry to bother you, but I was told that you guys could help me.”

The older brother took a drink of his beer and nodded, “Probably. What do you need help with?”

“I’m just trying to get some repairs made on my house.” You extended your hand to him. “I’m y/n.”

“I’m Rob, and that’s Travis, my brother.”

Travis waved, “Mornin’.”

“I don’t have much money to offer,” you added rubbing the back of your head. “But I’ll give you guys as much as I can afford to.”

The brothers looked at each other, then nodded.

“We’ll do it,” said Travis smiling.

…
Both of the brothers got to work straight away. They seemed to be able to do everything, even fix the plumbing and repair the faulty wiring.

Currently, they were both outside, sanding and painting the shutters.

“Why do you keep scratching your head?” Rob complained. “Better not be fleas!”

“It’s not!” Travis replied. “Just dandruff.”

They seemed very close to each other, always bickering and fighting all the time.

You couldn’t help but stare for a moment. Both of them were very attractive. Their backs and chest were glistening. You swallowed, you shouldn’t be thinking like this.

“Did you need you somethin’?” Rob grunted seemingly annoyed that you were out there.

“Oh, no,” you shook your head. “I just came out to bring you guys something to drink,” you held up the tray to show them.

“Got any beer?” Travis asked.

You scrunched your nose, “Do you really think it’s safe to work while drunk?”

He shrugged, “It takes way more than a couple of beers to get me drunk.”

Rob smacked the back of Travis’s head. “Just drink the damn lemonade.”

You giggled. They weren’t exactly what anyone would call professional or well mannered, but they were hardworking and made you feel comfortable.

“What’s so funny?” Travis piped up.

You covered your mouth, shaking your head, “Nothing, you both are just cute that’s all.”

Travis grinned at you, “You think we’re cute?”

“Something like that,” you joked.
…

Later, you invited them to stay for dinner. The brothers made themselves at home.

Travis immediately raided your fridge, “Aha, you do have beer!”

He took out the whole six pack, setting it on the table. He tossed a beer to Rob before cracking open his own can and chugging it.

“So whatcha cookin’?” he asked peering over your shoulder.

“Just a simple roast with veggies,” you chirped as you continued chopping the carrots.

“Robby doesn’t eat vegetables,” Travis pointed out.

“Leave her alone, Travis,” Rob scolded as he took a seat at the table and quietly sipped his beer.

Turns out, Rob really didn’t like vegetables. He didn’t complain, but he did push them all to the side. He seemed perfectly content to just eat meat and bread.

Travis, however, seemed to eat everything in sight.

After dinner, they helped you clean. It was mostly Rob helping while Travis kept eating. His excuse was that he was taking care of all the leftovers.

“When did you get a gun?” Travis asked noticing the revolver on the china cabinet. His eyes shifted to Rob nervously.

“About a week after staying here.”

“Any particular reason?” Rob questioned.

“I just…” you sighed. “Someone sort of attacked me, I managed to get away and luckily there were a couple of …um people that came to my aid, but after the whole incident it’s been tough for me to sleep at night.”

“Would it help if one of us stayed?” Travis offered. “We could take turns sleeping on the couch or whatever.”

“You guys don’t have to do that for me,” you objected. “As it is I’m barely paying you enough for all your help. Really you don’t have to worry about me.”

“Do you even know how to use it?” Rob gestured to the gun.

You finished rinsing off the plates and dried your hands off on a dish towel. “Well, the man at the pawn shop explained how to turn off the safety and how to load it, from there you just pull the trigger, right?”

“When I’ve got some free time, how about I teach you how, hm?” Rob offered.

“That sounds great, actually.”

“Well, I’ve decided that I’m staying the night… and we’ll see how it goes,” Travis stated firmly.

“Well, if you don’t mind,” you gave him a gentle smile. You really appreciated their concern over your safety.

“I’ll stay as long as you need me if it helps you feel safe.”

…

“Here are some extra blankets and a couple of pillows,” you said placing them on the coffee table.

Travis started getting the couch ready.

You approached the staircase and looked back at him. “Good night.”

“Thank you, y/n,” he muttered staring at you sincerely.

“Hm?” You tilted your head, slightly confused.

“Y’know for being so nice to me and my brother,” he shrugged looking away. “We know what people say about us and how they feel. So thanks for not being like the rest of them.”

You went up to him and wrapped your arms around him. He hesitated for a moment before he returned the hug, squeezing you so tight you almost couldn’t breathe.

“Good night, y/n.”

It did make it easier at night to sleep knowing that Travis was downstairs. So he continued to stay over.

In the morning, you would make breakfast for you and him. It was kind of endearing how he scarfed down his food every meal, and for such a lean guy he could really pack it in. He seemed to be hungry all the time. You would stay in and clean up, while Travis got straight to work. Rob usually showed up a little after.

You were starting to really grow fond of them.

The boys were outside, replacing the shutters back on to the windows. It was incredible how much work they had managed to finish over these last few days. They were almost done.

Travis was up on a ladder using the drill, while Rob held it steady.

“I think you’re getting too close to her,” Rob muttered.

“And like you’re not?” Travis scoffed climbing down the ladder.

“I’m not the one who sleeps here,” Rob spat.

“But I know you like her too,” Travis faced his brother.

“Yeah, I do, but I’m also aware of the fact that she’s not staying here… She’s planning on selling this house and when it’s finally sold, she’ll leave.”

“Maybe she’ll change her mind,” Travis said, sounding hopeful.

Rob sighed, “Just try to be practical.”

“Hey,” you called out joining them outside.

“Hey,” Travis replied smiling at you.

“We’re almost done with this, so if you’ve got time I can teach you real quick how to properly shoot a gun,” Rob said.

Rob set out cans along the brick wall in the backyard. He demonstrated how to shoot first, before handing you the revolver.

Shooting a gun for the first time wasn’t quite like you imagined. It was terrifying. You completely missed the can you were aiming for. The force that was released as you pulled the trigger took a lot of your strength to keep your arms steady.

It took a few rounds, but eventually, you were successful at shooting down a couple of the cans.

Rob gave you a firm pat on the back, “Nice job. At least you won’t hurt yourself if you ever have to use it.”

You hugged him, “Thank you, Rob.”

“Anytime, sweetpea.”

…
A few days later and the house looked nothing like it did at the beginning. It looked like a country house straight out of a painting with a white picket fence and everything!

“Wow! I can’t believe you guys finished everything!”

“Yeah, well we kinda had to, we won’t be much help to you tomorrow,” Travis explained while helping himself to a beer from your fridge.

Rob nudged him, causing Travis to spill a little beer on himself. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

“Oh, cause y’know, we’re just so tired,” Travis shrugged.

You were so happy that the house was finally ready to be put on the market, but your heart also ached a little knowing you wouldn’t be seeing the brothers as much.

You called a realtor to set an appointment to put the house up for sale. There were a lot of things to discuss and get ready.

It was late, but you still wanted to give the brothers a proper goodbye and their payment in person.

You parked your car outside their trailer. As you approached their front door, you could hear sounds like grunting and growling coming from the backyard.
…

You gulped, they were the werewolves from before, those same piercing eyes that you just couldn’t forget.

“Y/n?” the light brown one croaked, his soft brown eyes went wide when he saw you. It was Travis.

“Leave,” the dark-haired one grunted, Rob, even though his voice was much deeper, you could tell.

You stepped closer.

And Rob snarled, but Travis slowly moved towards you. You extended your hand, wanting to touch him. But before you could, Rob tackled him down.

Travis was soon pinned under Rob. “Don’t,” he growled lowly.

Travis whined, “But I need her…”

Rob snapped at his brother.

“I can smell her… I can smell her cunt,” Travis panted.

Rob looked up at you, baring his teeth, “Go y/n… our control… we don’t have much of it.”

But instead of running away, instead of leaving, you kneeled beside them. You ran your fingers against the side of Rob’s face. His growling soon turned into a purr, he took in your scent.

“If you stay…” he whispered. “We won’t be able to stop.”

You leaned forward pressing your lips to the side of his muzzle.

“So you’ve made your choice?”

Both brothers soon got to their feet again. Seeing their large knots bulging at the base of their hard cocks had you feeling more than curious.

Rob pulled your face to his. He licked your face and lips. Travis came around from behind and nuzzled against the nape of your neck. You could feel their cocks pressing up against you.

Travis started pawing at your body, feeling all of the curves of your body. Soon, your t-shirt was ripped to shreds by his claws.

You shivered, feeling the cool night air hit your chest.

He started sliding your shorts down past your hips. His fingers pushed your panties aside and bent you over. Travis rubbed the head of his cock between your folds. He tried thrusting it inside but you cried out loudly. You weren’t ready yet, he was too big.

Rob yanked you away from Travis.

On your hands and knees, Rob tore your panties off. You could feel his wet nose on your pussy. He inhaled the scent of your wet folds deeply. His long flexible tongue tasted you with slow firm licks.

Travis watched wide-eyed, while fisting his cock up and down.

Rob’s fingers slowly entered your cunt, careful not to scratch you by accident. He fingered you to help stretch you out in order to fit him and his brother.

You moaned, your cunt clenching around his fingers, it was such a sweet feeling to be so full. Excitement pooled in your tummy, as you anticipated feeling them fuck you until you were sore.

Travis whined and whimpered loudly, “I need to fuck her now!”

“She’s almost ready,” Rob purred.

Soon, Rob pulled his fingers out, getting out of the way for Travis.

You moaned, as Travis rammed his cock into you. He didn’t give you much time to get accustomed to his size.

Rob cupped your chin, he wiped a stray tear from your cheek with his thumb.

“He’ll finish soon,” he muttered.

Travis’ claws dug into your hips as he fucked you senseless. His pace was fast, rough, and hard. He never paused.

You could feel his hot breath on the back of your neck. His hands squeezed you tightly, and he released a roar. His knot was snug in your cunt as he spilled his seed into your womb. It took a few minutes before he could move again. His knot was locked so tightly in your cunt. You feel some of his cum seeping out onto your thighs. You couldn’t believe the amount he was pumping out.

As soon as Travis finished cumming, he was pushed aside. Rob positioned himself behind you, lining up his dick with your entrance that was oozing his brother’s cum. At a much slower pace, he guided his cock in.

He growled. You were so unbelievably tight.

His hands ran up your sides, his claws teased your erect nipples. He licked up your spine and then whispered in your ear about how good you were doing.

Unlike Travis, he had some self-control still. His pace was slower and steadier. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the air.

Travis was laying beside you still catching his breath, as his brother fucked you. His ears twitched as he listened to you moan and Rob pant.

Rob started fucking you harder as he got closer to cumming. Your vaginal walls tightened, you cried out as you came.

Rob thrust a few more times. He howled, throwing his head back as he came into your pussy, his sperm mixing with Travis’s.

You could feel their hot cum spilling out of your cunt. Your body felt too heavy and limp to move. You had never felt pleasure quite like that before.

Rob pulled you close to him, laying beside his brother. You felt so secure and warm snuggled between the two of them that soon you had drifted to sleep.

…

In the morning, you woke up in your bed between Travis and Rob. They were naked and still very much asleep.

You felt so happy, last night was like nothing you had ever experienced.

You had planned on selling this house, and going back to your old life, but now you weren’t sure if you could leave the brothers behind.

Carefully, you scooted out of bed hoping not to wake the brothers.

As you were preparing a late breakfast, they came downstairs. Travis looked upset, while Rob was kind of hard to read.

“Are you guys hungry?” you asked.

Travis shook his head.

“Is everything alright?” you asked him, gently touching his shoulder.

“Y/n…” Travis started in a low voice.

Rob stared at Travis, “Don’t.”

“What is it?” you asked, getting fed up.

Travis pulled you into his arms.

“Don’t leave us, please,” he begged.

“Travis,” Rob growled. “We talked about this! If she wants to leave, we have to let her.”

“But she knows about us and she’s nice to us and she’s pretty-”

“I know,” Rob cut Travis off. “I love her too, but we can’t ask her to stay.”

Still in Travis’s arms, you looked over at Rob. They were so sweet in their own way.

There were so many things to consider. They couldn’t move back with you, there were no places for them to hunt without causing suspicion.

“But what about the pups?” Travis questioned.

“Pups?” you asked blinking your eyes in surprise.

“Y’know babies,” Travis told you shrugging his shoulders.

“There’s a possibility you’re pregnant,” Rob added placing a hand on your shoulder.

“Babies… pregnant,” you repeated in disbelief.

Rob quickly pulled out a chair for you, as you started to fall over.

“How?” you croaked.

The brothers looked at each other. Rob then looked back down at you. He kneeled to your level.

“Well… considering what happened last night, there is a high possibility,” he explained.

“We’re extra fertile,” Travis bragged, who earned another glare from Rob.

Your heart was racing, but it seemed clear that staying here was the obvious choice. It was what was best for your children if you truly were pregnant, it was best for the brothers, and in all honesty, starting a family with them was what you really wanted.

“Then I’m staying,” you decided firmly.

Travis’ eyes lit up, “Really?”

He kissed your cheek and held you tight not being able to hold in his enthusiasm.

Rob looked stunned, but soon a small smile formed on his lips as he hugged you and his brother.

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Belen part 1

Thu, 17 May 2018 01:36:59 -0400

Belen (Centaur) x female reader

A/n: My first teratophilia fic :3 I have ones planned for a naga, werewolves, and giant so far! I’m hoping to draw each of them as I post my fics! I’m super excited!

Special thanks to @bloodygeisha for introducing me to teratophilia fics :D

Warnings: Smut!!!

You woke up sputtering and coughing. Trying your best you managed to sit up. You were on a deserted beach with no other living thing in sight. Beyond the beach was a thick forest full of tall evergreen trees.

The ocean seemed so calm right now, crazy to think that you managed to survive the shipwreck and so far you appeared to be all alone.

There were still storm clouds in the sky, and a light drizzle of rain still falling.

Your entire body ached. You probably had bruises everywhere from being thrashed about in the ocean.

Even though you were feeling weak and cold, you managed to crawl over into the shade of a tree, before you passed out.

You were desperately hoping that someone would find you soon.

……

In your sleep, you snuggled against something smooth. There was also something soft on top of you.

You peeked your eyes open to find yourself in a shelter of some sort. As you shifted, whatever you were laying in rocked with you. You smiled to yourself, feeling thankful someone had found you.

You sat up to take a look around. The hut was in an octagon shape and made out of wood. There was a table with fruits and vegetables, and a fire pit in the center that still had a few burning embers.

Underneath your hammock was a large round cushion on the floor. On top of it were fur blankets, and pillows. The cushion took up more space than a king size bed would. It looked warm and comfy.

You stood up. You couldn’t help but notice how high the ceiling was. It seemed like such a big place. You wondered how many people lived here.

“You’re finally awake, Small One,” a deep voice spoke, drawing your attention over to the doorway.

You turned to see a man with tan freckled skin, an exposed muscular torso and the legs of a horse. His hair was in dreadlocks and was a combination of blonde and brown. You stared up into his hazel eyes.

“You’re…” you trailed off still staring at him.

The centaur tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, he was curious to hear your thoughts about him. You were the first human he’s encountered.

When he saw you he couldn’t help but think you looked small and frail. Carrying you in his arms despite being sound asleep, only proved that you were as light as you looked.

Your skin was soft, not as rough and scarred as his own. He would never say it aloud but he had spent hours staring at your legs and feet when he found you. He particularly found toes to be quite amusing, so tiny and wiggly.

He watched you carefully, he could only imagine that you’ve never seen anyone like him before.

Your hand was suspended in midair, as you reached out to him. He nodded, giving you permission to touch him. Your fingers grazed his skin gently, placing a hand on his chest.

“Beautiful,” you whispered.

The centaur smiled to himself. It was an odd thing to be called, but it wasn’t bad either.

……

You soon learned that your centaur host and rescuer’s name was Belen. He was a hunter and traded with other centaurs for fruits, vegetables, and other miscellaneous things he couldn’t make on his own.

He was kind, loud and overbearing. He did an amazing job making sure that you were comfortable. It didn’t take Belen long to get you to warm up to him.

In a short amount of time, you had grown very fond of the centaur.
…..

You stretched your arms above your head. You looked over expecting to see Belen still resting, but he was already gone.

You had grown accustomed to the routine you and him had developed over these last few days.

In the mornings, he’d pull you out of the hammock and into his bed. You would snuggle against his warm, firm body, and rest longer. The two of you would even eat breakfast together like this, with you laying against his side.

You pouted, feeling lonely. Why didn’t he wait for you?

You tried to entertain yourself, but you were curious to see where Belen had gone. He had promised he’d never go far without telling you first, so he should be near the hut.

You squinted hoping you would be able to see him somewhere near, but the fog was always so thick every morning. It’s partly one of the reasons you didn’t stray too far from the hut, this island was an easy place to get lost.

You could hear branches snapping and leaves crunching not too far from where you were. Following the sounds, you soon could hear Belen.

He was grunting and panting so loudly. You tiptoed closer and closer until you saw him in a small clearing. You stayed hidden amongst the surrounding trees.

His face was red, eyes closed tightly, beads of sweat dripping down his chest, and he was standing on his hind legs. That’s when you noticed his large, throbbing erection.

Belen’s muscles were clenched, his dick was bouncing up and down.

Was he trying to get himself off? It looked difficult, because of his anatomy, he couldn’t just take this matter into his own hands like humans could.

You gulped. You couldn’t believe the size of it. Heat rose to your face, thinking about his cock stretching you out.

Listening to him groan encouraged the sensation you were feeling between your legs. You couldn’t resist touching yourself. Your hand slid down the front of your shorts, you pursed your lips tightly, you didn’t want to make a sound.

He huffed, in frustration, lowering back down and standing on all fours without relief. His big cock still hard.

You felt bad, here you were with your fingers in your folds, rubbing your clit with ease while he was trying to cum without being able to touch himself the way he craved.

“Why am I so hard…” he muttered to himself.

It wasn’t even the season for mating and trying to take care of this himself was proving to be difficult.

Belen suspected it had to do with you. Your scent was different but enticing. Physically, you were so small and fragile. Mounting you was out of the question, but he desired to, he wanted to feel just how tight you would be in comparison to the mares he’s been with.

To be on top of your delicate form and to fill your tiny womb until it was overflowing with his seed.

The thought caused him to moan and his cock to twitch. He released a large sigh, and stood up again, he literally was dying for release. All the muscles in his abdomen tensed as he tried to jack off again.

He snarled, stomping his hooves into the ground. Nothing he did was enough. His muscular chest heaved, he was beginning to feel angry.

Quietly, you emerged from the woods. His head snapped in your direction. His eyes grew wide, surprised to see that you had found him. Quickly, he averted his gaze looking at the ground.

“I-I should…” he stuttered, trying to think of an excuse.

“Let me help you,” you whispered softly.

He lifted his eyes, stunned.

“I want to help you.”

Belen looked around as if you were talking to someone else. His blush became more vibrant as you got down on your knees in front of him.

“Are you sure, y/n?” he asked in disbelief.

“I am,” you said looking up at him smiling.

He licked his lips, he desperately needed you right now.

Belen kneeled down on his front legs. Leaning towards you, he caressed your cheek, kissing you lightly. He nuzzled against the nape of your neck. His beard was tickling your skin.

“Belen?” you asked.

“Hm?” he responded kissing and nibbling along your collarbone.

“Stand on your legs again,” you told him.

He followed your instructions, with his arms and front legs he leaned against the oak tree behind you.

You stared at the massive cock in front of your face. You took hold of his shaft with both hands. You began stroking it, Belen shuddering t the sensation.

His cock was so thick and long, even with both hands you were only covering about half of it. There was a long vein underneath, you licked along it.

He moaned your name.

You swirled your tongue around the tip. With your hands pumping the base of his dick, you parted your lips, barely being able to fit the tip into your mouth.

Belen gasped in surprise.

“So wet… and warm,” he choked.

You did your best sucking his dick, bobbing your head back and forth, and using your hands to make up for the rest.

Belen’s breathing became much more ragged. He clutched his fists tightly, he bit his bottom lip. He was trying so hard to restrain himself.

Hearing the sounds of you sucking, feeling your small hands wrapped around his cock. He couldn’t hold himself together any longer.

With a loud cry, he came.

Cum was dripping down your face and chest. You were covered.

Belen was still catching his breath when he looked down at you, his small one drenched in his seed.

He scooped you up into his arms, “There’s a small lake nearby where you can bathe.”

He carried you for a short while, further into the forest. The two of you reached the small lake. Carefully, he sat you down.

“Where are you going?” you squeaked.

“Not too far,” he mumbled, heading towards the forest. “I figured you would like some privacy.”

“Please stay,” you whimpered. “It frightens me to be alone out here without you.”

Belen nodded as he sat on the grass with his back turned to you. His real motivation behind his actions wasn’t just to respect your privacy but also because he fretted over seeing you naked. Even though he just barely came moments ago, having held you close, seeing you covered in his seed, aroused his passion.

He could hear you shuffling around as you undressed. He tried his best not to imagine you naked and wet.

First things first, you needed to wash all this cum off. You slipped into the cool water. You rinsed off your face and hair. Your hands moved up and down your body. You considered finishing what you had started earlier, the heat was still there between your legs.

Finally, feeling clean, you kneeled down next to the water to wash your clothes.

You looked over at Belen and saw his back was still turned to you. You bit your bottom lip, you wanted to do more with him. Between your legs, you were still very saturated. You couldn’t stop picturing his cock, how big and thick it was in your hands.

Suddenly you yelped, something gave your hand a sharp nip.

Belen rushed to your side.

“Something in the water scared me,” you explained to him. “But it’s just a little cut.”

You were slightly trembling in his arms. Then you saw the realization appear on his face, as he looked at your nude body pressed against him.

His face and chest blushed, and blood rushed to his dick again. He stood up immediately and stepped away from you. He couldn’t ask for your help again.

You stumbled back onto your feet, “Belen?”

His eyes flickered to yours.

“I want you…” you confessed.

He looked shocked, “You want me?” he repeated.

You nodded, placing your hands on his chest.

Belen pushed your hair out of your face. “Your skin is so soft and your scent is so sweet.”

He leaned down capturing your lips with his. You closed your eyes savoring his touch. One of his big calloused hands cupped your breast. His thumb teased your nipple.

He parted from you.

“I’m afraid I might hurt you,” Belen whispered.

“We’ll take it slow,” you reassured him.

“Easy for you to say,” he replied in a joking tone.

He motioned for you to sit on a nearby boulder. He kneeled in front of you, his face inches from your pussy.

Belen kissed along your inner thighs, his hands running up and down your calves. Your legs were so incredible to him, so short and cute.

His thick tongue gave your clit a long, meaningful lick. You moaned in response.

Belen was pleased seeing how wet you already were. He focused on your bud, rubbing and sucking on it.

“You taste wonderfully sweet, Small One,” he murmured.

One of his fingers entered your cunt.

“More,” you begged.

Belen added a second finger, curling them skillfully to hit your g-spot.

You gasped, and he smirked feeling your juices drip onto his palm.

“Ready for more?” he asked.

You nodded.

You arched your back. You couldn’t believe four of his fingers were inside of you. It felt wonderful.

“You’re almost ready,” he muttered.

He pumped his fingers in and out, getting you wetter and adjusted. Finally, his whole hand was in your tight little cunt.

You were in tears overwhelmed by the pleasure you were feeling.

“Belen,” you whined. “I need it.”

He chuckled, “if you say so, Small One.”

Belen turned you over, guiding your hips so your ass was up in the air. He then stood on his hind legs. He eased himself into your cunt.

You gasped.

He paused, fearing that he was too much for you.

“Don’t stop,” you mewled beneath him.

Belen started fucking you slowly. He looked down at your tiny form, watching your ass jiggled as he thrusted in and out of your slick pussy.

He picked up his pace, his confidence building as his listened to your pleasured moans and cries.

You were so close. You squeezed your eyes closed as your walls spasmed around him.

Belen grunted, “So tight…”

With a few more quick, hard thrusts, he came. With his cock still buried in your cunt, there was so much of his seed that it was overflowing.

Belen slowly pulled out. Your body was still shaking. You looked so tired but happy.

His arms wrapped around your body, and he lightly kissed along your neck.

He carried you bridal style back to his home.

When the two of you arrived, instead of placing you in the hammock, he tucked you into his bed. Belen flopped beside you. He pulled you close to him, nuzzling against your cheek.

“Sleep well, Small One,” he whispered.

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