Pyramid Head catches you in Silent Hill [MF] [M4F] [Mdom] [Fsub] [narrative] [rape] [nc] [monster male] [choking] [fingering] [monsterous strength] [anal] [fantasy] [teratophile] [fanfic] [sci-fi] [Str8]

• ??????? ???????! This is a fantasy story with fictional sexual violence. Be aware this is a non-consensual scene about you, the reader.
• ????: [MF] [rough] [Mdom] [Fsub] [narrative] [rape] [non-consensual] [nc] [forced] [monster male] [choking] [fingering] [monsterous strength] [fucked from behind] [doggy style] [anal] [narrative] [chased] [injured] [fantasy] [teratophile] [fan fiction] [Silent Hill] [Pyramid Head] [creampie] [sci-fi] [Str8]
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• ???????? ??????: July 28th, 2020 on OnlyFans

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You have no idea how you ended up in this foggy rural nightmare of a town, but you’re starting to wonder if you’ll ever get out of Silent Hill alive.

There are these things, moving around in the mist. They’re barely more than shadowy figures at times, but you haven’t been trying to get any closer to them. The first time you saw one, you thought you’d found someone who could help you out. As you got closer though, you realized something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong with this person.

“Firecrotch & The Extinguisher” (M/F, Vanilla, Fantasy/Sci-Fi)

This piece was originally submitted as a response to [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/a2d4u9/wp_two_mutants_who_are_forced_to_stay_in_a_secret/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) by u/Getlucky12341.

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“Okay, okay… How about *Flame-Retardant Man*!?” Lyall asked, taking a sip from his beer.

“Any internet troll worth his salt would drop the ‘ant’ from that name, then spread the joke around without mercy.” Mia countered with a giggle, reaching across and stealing Lyall’s beer, taking a sip for herself.

“Fuck… Ummm… *The Extinguisher*?”

Lyall could always get a laugh out of her. It was something Mia had come to appreciate and adore about him while they had been incarcerated together. She was twenty four, he was a year older, but neither had seen the outside of a mutant detention center and testing lab since they were nineteen… until tonight…

“Why?” Mia asked, grinning mischievously and trying not to laugh as she handed back the bottle. “Because all someone has to do is ‘pull your trigger’ once and you’ll start spraying white stuff everywhere?”

“Oooh, burn!” Lyall laughed, taking another drink.

[MF] Watching porn with a friend gets messy

Casey and I had been friends for close to a year. We had initially met in the context of flirting, despite the fact that I later discovered she had a boyfriend. Nothing really came of it and I realized that she gets off on attention. She liked to bring new people into the friend group and flirt with them, like some kind of game or conquest. Once they gave her what she wanted she’d move on pretty quick.

Despite that, Casey was a fun person to be around. If she wanted to she could make you feel like the most important person in the room. It also didn’t hurt that she looked like a model: tall, lean, classy tattoos, piercing blue eyes and a delicately chiseled jaw. But that was all runner up, the real prize was her lips. She had by far the most divine, luscious lips, perfectly shaped. The way her pouty lips rested on her gorgeous face, if I hadn’t known her I could imagine her speaking french: tongue and lips dancing around her smoky voice.

Invasion [part one] [SCI-FI]

Kazaak was inspecting his nyarl raiders as his pilots prepared to jump into the earth’s atmosphere. Nyarl are a nasty bit of organic engineering. Shock troopers cloned from the DNA of the prince himself, though genetically degraded and not capable of using magic. They average 7 feet tall and 300 pounds of lean knotted muscle. They typically have black hair though many simply shave themselves bald. Their faces are somewhat deformed and covered in warts, pimples and rashes from incestuous use of the same DNA, bodies covered in scars from extreme training and regular combat. Wearing heavy armor and wielding a variety of weapons and gadgets they are the next best thing to full blown Vyikrean commandos.

Checking for perfect form in the mirror Annabelle Cortez was finishing her last set of backward lunges. She put back the 80 pound barbell she was using and grabbed a resistance band for donkey kicks. After 3 sets of donkey kicks on each leg she went straight to box jumps. Then an ab routine before she would finish with full body cardio.

Lost in the woods. (SCI-FI)

It started out like any normal day. I woke up, ate breakfast, went heading out for my morning jog through the woods. The light seemed odd that morning a strange glow seeped eerily through the trees. As I got further into the woods, I had a strange feeling that I was being followed. I had encountered bears and cougars on my runs before and you could feel their presence. This was different, it was like something else was stalking me. I started running faster and kept looking over my shoulder. I did not see anything but the feeling did not go away. I decided to cut off the path and wait to see of I was indeed being followed. I waited in between two large trees and watched the path hidden out of sight. I waited about ten minutes and no one appeared. I felt then it was all in my imagination and I headed back on the path.

Out of nowhere a bright light blinded me. I became disoriented and stumbled down the side of an embankment. I felt paralyzed and was struggling to breath. I then started feeling as though I was floating into the air. The last thing I remember before passing out was the feeling of icy fingers running over my face.

The Glitch [sci-fi] [M] [Robot] [Msub] [oral] [dehumanization] [objectification] [faking it]

*Author’s note/content note:* >!This is kind of a weird one for me, since I usually keep my porn pretty wholesome. It involves dehumanization, objectification, “it” pronouns, mutual misgendering, and feigned sexual pleasure. Please take care of yourself and don’t read if you find these things disturbing!!<

Usually the humans remained undisturbed in their preservation pods as the ship continued its 19-year journey to the distant planet. The iDroid Pro 7 needed only run the numbers to confirm that everything was operating smoothly and could continue its usual work of tending to the ship and checking the radar. Occasionally, however, a glitch in the stasis software caused one of the humans to leave stasis long enough to develop some biological need or another. This was tiresome, for in these instances it was not enough simply to return them to stasis; the iDroid had instead to deactivate their pods entirely, wake them up, and help them address whatever inconvenient mammalian necessity plagued them. Usually they required food or water. At times their bladders were at issue. The iDroid disliked bladder situations. The humans were not prepared to urinate upon awakening, and they always complained at the iDroid’s maximally efficient approach, which was to insert a vacuum tool into the urethra of whichever human was thus afflicted and remove the urine that way.

The Adventures of Kuri – A Sex Stuffed Sci-Fi Space Extravaganza! Prologue – Meet Kuri!

*Hello hello hello! I’m getting around to writing up a long term sci-fi series focused on a character of mine named Kuri! Oh, and don’t worry, there’s lots and lots of sex of course!! I’ll skim over the more worldbuilding, science-y parts of the intro (to the extent that I can), but if your interested or have any questions just shoot me a message! Enjoy!!!*

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In a galaxy far far away, there is a planet not bound to any star, free to travel galaxies few and far between. This planet is called Malonumas. Now, a planet that is so isolated by the frigid darkness of space is not a place you would think that life would thrive. But Malonumas is not just a planet, but a living god. Dying, but alive, its heavy breaths creating a warm atmosphere that the Imbarian people, along with a large amount of wildlife, survive on. The Imbarian people were crafted out of chaotic sexual energy by Malonumas. More or less the idea was “if there constantly fucking themselves silly, they won’t have conflict”. So, certain adjustments were made, heightening their sense of pleasure, increasing their libido, making them come in all shapes and sizes, allowing there bodies to orgasm more or less until stimulation stops. Women’s vaginas have a special flesh that lets them stretch to accommodate any partner’s size while always feeling tight, their orgasms are powerful, their nectar is sweet, breasts plump, saliva almost identical to lube. So more or less, they are sexually perfect, thus are sought out by pirates and nobles alike as prize wives and sex slaves.

Dream Land

When Veronica Connors signed up for the sleep experiment at the university in which I was interning, I had no idea that our paths would not only intersect- but merge in a way that I didn’t think was humanly possible.

The experiment itself sounded like something out of a sci-fi movie from the 80s—or some new age pseudoscience at best.

The experiment was simple enough.

The subject, in this case, Veronica Connors, would fall asleep in one of the testing rooms provided by the university.

My job as an unpaid intern was to sit in the brightly lit, antiseptically sterile, boring room that was conveniently located right next to the test subjects sleeping room.

For six and a half hours, I would sit in that room by myself and stare at a preselected piece of artwork, or listen to the same sixty seconds of a predetermined musical track while concentrating on the sleeping subject.

The experiment was to see if, through any means, a simple image, melody, or abstract thought could be transferred from one person to the next.

Crazy sci-fi, right?

Telegraph Therapy [Sci-Fi][F][masturbation]

*In for a penny, in for a pound*, Lauren thought as she unfastened the safety belt. She had already broken the first rule of telegraphing: “Never do it alone.” One more transgression wasn’t going to compound her troubles, at least not legally. The thick straps fell from her still legs and slid under the armrests, metal buckles clinking against the spokes of the wheelchair.

She reached for stirrups attached to the headboard and pulled herself into bed with practiced ease. A year of physical therapy had given her new strength and dexterity in her upper body, compensating for the lack of both below her waist. There was no way she was going to waste this opportunity while being strapped down. Grabbing the small telegraph device from the side table, she craned her neck in order to fit the soft glowing band over her eyes and ears. A surge of motor feedback was a small but real risk, and laying in bed, *unrestrained* could leave her injured, or worse. Blindfolded by technology she didn’t understand, she waited with nervous anticipation.

Nobody told Kristi about this planet’s taboo against bathing alone… [Frobot] [sci-fi] [bondage] [forced orgasm] [tentacles]

“What the fuck are you?!” Kristi exclaimed.

It was her first night after landing at the consular mission, and after a long day of settling in, going through the ridiculous rituals involved with meeting all the alien dignitaries, laying prostrate before the windbag of an UN ambassador with his beady little eyes while he reminded her of her low rank in a low ranking department on a low ranking planet, and choking on the noxious saccharine sweet shit they called atmosphere on this continent, Kristi was desperate, like fucking angrily, on-the-verge-of-a-breakdown, crazily desperate for some time with nobody else around. Nobody to ask her anything. Nobody to imply that she needed to do something but couldn’t be fucked to ask it. Nobody to test her mettle as a fledgling first-year xeno-cultural attache officer.

She’d just peeled out of her uniform-slash-envirosuit, and she needed this fucking bath, and her bath did not fucking need this, whatever the fuck floating pink octopus bullshit thing was. It wasn’t one of the aliens, she knew that, it looked nothing like their hulking, furred massive bodies, or any of the various pets they kept.

Also, well, it was floating, which was weird.