HELLO?? DILF!MATT? 😍

Is anyone else confused on what’s going on??? I’ve been getting so much drama on my feed and I don’t know what is happening, I don’t know if it’s something personal or anything but like…☹️

can we all just hug💔💔

LITERALLY SCREAMING(CREAMING..)😣😣

IS THIS MAN TRYING TO KILL US

i’m barking

Best thing I've done.

Okay I would just like to say something. If the lol podcast think they can ACTUALLY beat the sturniolo triplets in a fight..they are 100% losing. Nick could EASILY solo them all. It’s literally so dumb on how the lol podcast just made up some one sided beef like..the sturniolo triplets did NOTHING to you, so why tf do yall wanna fight them? 💀

- 2prettysturniolo out!

I FULLY AGREE.

As a person who hates and absoulutely despises kids, why must I have a breeding kink. I could go on a rant about how much love and joy I feel when I think about being pumped so full with cum that I can't feel my legs as he whispers in my ear "You'll be the one to carry my kids, my babies." While I just sit there taking it all in so drunk on lust that I accept without knowing the cost. @seakicker has done this to me and there's no going back. seakicker is the main reas9n for my insanity.

I’m in absolute heaven.

『 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒔—𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 ✧ 𝑪.𝑺 』

𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒚 @bernardsbendystraws

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕! ⋆ 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒉 ⋆ +𝟏𝟖 ⋆ pet names ⋆ this is not related to furry ⋆ pound town ⋆ prone bone ⋆ headlock ⋆ slight choking (?) ⋆ breeding kink ⋆ big dick!chris ⋆ breeding kink ⋆ overstimulation (f!) ⋆ breeding kink ⋆ creampie ⋆ did I mention breeding kink? + more.

𝒘𝒄: 𝟏.𝟓 𝐤

𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆: this might not be everyone’s cup of tea but i used to read 18+ bl manga and i’ve seen this typa trope a lot and i dunno i got inspired by it i guess lol

𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅: english is not my first language!

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: waking up one morning to find out your boyfriend grew bunny ears and tail overnight leads to you and him going at it like rabbits.

The morning sun filtered in through the haphazardly closed blinds of your room, falling onto Chris’ face and making him stir. His arm instinctively tightened around your waist, pulling you back against him. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he nuzzled his face deeper into your hair, as if to hide from the warm rays of the summer sun.

His movements stirred you awake, eliciting a small groan from you. You slowly turned around to face him, eyes still closed, throwing a leg over his hip. You were going to go back to sleep but your ankle grazed over a fluffy—almost fur like, warm ball.

Wait, what?

Your eyelids fluttered open and you blinked slowly, trying to adjust to the light. Your brows furrowed when your eyes zeroed in on an unusual sight.

"What the fuck...?" You mumbled sleepily, slowly sitting up.

Chris slowly began to wake up when he didn’t feel your warm body curled up beside him. Yawning softly, he sat up, stretching his arms over his head before turning towards you with one eye partially open and the other still closed.

"You okay?" Chris rasped, voice heavy with sleep.

"Yeah..." You breathed out, eyes still glued to the top of his head. "I’m... I’m alright but... that- are those bunny ears? Were you wearing those last night?"

Chris’ sleepy expression morphed into one of confusion, both of his eyes now open and staring at you like you were speaking nonsense.

"Bunny ears?" He asked, as puzzled as you.

"Yeah, bunny ears..." Your voice trailed off when you saw one of the snow-white bunny ears on your boyfriend’s head twitch.

Your hand slowly reached up and tentatively touched the ear, flinching when it twitched again. Chris seemed to have felt it physically – a shudder running through him at your touch – as if the ear was attached to him.

After further inspection, you found out that it wasn’t just some role-playing prop but actual bunny ears and he wasn’t playing a prank on you like you initially suspected.

"This is some crazy shit- I actually grew bunny ears... and a tail." Chris shook his head, laughter beginning to bubble in his throat at the pure absurdity of it all as he rubbed his face with his hand.

A soft "pfft" escaped him and laughter immediately followed. You watched him with a reluctant smile, unable to keep a serious face as his infectious laughter filled the room.

"Chris!" You whined, barely holding back a chuckle of your own. "Take it seriously! I mean, you have literal bunny ears and a tail attached to you... This is not funny."

"What are we gonna do about this? Get it removed? Or-"

"Nah, I think I’ll keep it—looks good on me, no?" He cut you off, grinning playfully.

"What are you saying- Chris!"

You shrieked in surprise when he suddenly pounced on you, successfully cutting off your words. You squirmed when he began to tickle you, but it escalated rather quickly when his touch morphed into something more sexual.

"I feel soo horny right now..." Chris rasped, nuzzling his face in your neck and inhaling your sweet scent, pressing soft kisses on the sensitive skin there.

"Maybe it’s because of my morning wood... Or could be because I’m basically half rabbit right now." Chris chuckled lowly against your neck, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "You know what they say—rabbits have crazy sex drives."

"Wanna find out if it’s true?"

"Ch-chris-- oh, oh—mffh—my god!" You cried out, nails digging into his forearm and biceps as he plowed into you from behind, his arms holding your head in a headlock to prevent you from moving away.

Your hips were pushed into the mattress with each of his deep, quick thrusts—literally getting fucked into the bed.

"Fuuckk, your pussy feels so fucking good." Chris growled softly against your ear, his hot breath and grunts making your skin break out in goosebumps.

"Taking my dick soo good—such a good girl. My sweet girl."

Your brain turned to mush, mindless babbles of how good his cock feels spilling out of your mouth along with your desperate moans as you got closer and closer to another orgasm.

You can’t even remember how many times you’ve come. Hell, you couldn’t even think clearly, too consumed by the feeling of Chris’ hefty length dragging across your velvet walls to form a coherent thought.

"Fuck, ma, your pussy’s s’fucking greedy ain’t she? Squeezing me like she doesn’t want me out... So tight—haah—can barely move." He chuckled breathlessly, amusement evident in his tone.

His dirty talk barely registered in your mind, your body twitching and shuddering from overstimulation, eyes rolling back and drool leaking out from the sides of your mouth as you struggled to breathe due to how good he was fucking you.

He was so deep; deep enough for it to hurt—in a good way.

"H-harder-- please, please harder— Ahn!" You let out a loud, startled moan when Chris complied with your request and began to fuck you faster and deeper, his arm tightening around your neck and making you feel lightheaded.

"Cum--cumming— D-don’t stop, please don’t stop! I need it-"

Your desperate mewls spurred Chris on, making him fuck you like he meant it.

His bunny ears and tail bounced and plopped subtly with each slam of his hips against yours, his thick cock plunging in and out of your poor, oversensitive pussy—still leaking his previous releases.

"Haahh..." Chris let out an airy chuckle, the sound raspy and deeper than usual. "Yeah? You gonna come again and again for me? Be a real good girl and let me fuck your brains out huh?"

You could only nod and moan out a breathless "y-yes".

"Good girl." Chris whispered breathlessly against the shell of your ear, his cock mercilessly bullying your sopping wet cunt.

"I want you to feel my dick still buried deep in this pretty pussy tomorrow... Fuck, I’m close too, gonna fill you up again and again—make you carry my babies." He groaned, burying his face in the crevice where your shoulder met your neck, as he continued to fuck you like a man possessed.

"C’mon, angel, fucking give it to me."

His voice paired with the intense pleasure of his tip hitting just the right places inside your gummy walls sent you over the edge with a choked scream, your mouth opening in an "o" shape and eyes rolling back in ecstasy as your inner walls milked Chris’ length.

Chris shuddered at the feeling of your pussy clenching and unclenching around his shaft, gritting his teeth to somewhat muffle his moans but failing miserably as the lewd noises still slipped out anyway.

"Holy sh-shit-- m’cumming again! I’m filling you up so much... Wanna make you pregnant." His hips still rutted against your ass, his hard length pistoning in and out of your abused pussy despite him just climaxing.

"I need more—need to make you a mama. My pretty girl needs to become a mom, don’t you?" He cooed softly, the gentleness in his voice contrasting starkly from the fact that he was destroying your pussy.

FWOP!

SQUELCH!

PLAP!

The wet smacking of his hips meeting your ass mixed with the lewd sounds of his cock jackhammering in and out of your already full pussy, filled your ears, making everything more stimulating than it already was.

A few more thrusts and Chris was coming, moaning lowly as he unloaded yet another load of his pearly white semen deep inside your eager and welcoming pussy.

You thought he was done, but that wasn’t the case—not at all.

"M’not done with you, ma... Or are you too tired? Too sensitive? Want me to stop?" He asked, concern creeping in his voice when he saw how thoroughly fucked you looked.

Chris’ brows raised in surprise when he saw you quickly shake your head no—even begging him to continue. He can’t say he expected that answer but it sent a surge of unadulterated desire through him.

Well, who is he to disobey his pretty girl who’s letting him breed her?

And so, he began to fuck you again, his hips moving with renewed enthusiasm, and his mind set on making you the mother of his children just like he promised.

You and Chris fucked like rabbits all day.

Everything seemed like the perfect place to do it; spread across the kitchen island, pressed against the living room window, bent over the washing machine, on the kitchen counter, standing up, so on and so forth.

You were exhausted by the time it was evening. It’s not like you fucked nonstop, you did take breaks, but Chris’ stamina was almost terrifying—his need to breed you having doubled due to the primal instinct that came with having features of a rabbit.

The next morning, however, the bunny ears and tail were gone as if it was never there, but the pictures he took while fucking was enough proof that it wasn’t just some mutual hallucination—rather something very much real.

Fin... But is it truly over?

© 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒂

I need to be treated like this.

silky black ribbon

chris version

tonight, matt was at your mercy.

wrists bound to the arms of his desk chair with a silky black ribbon, his body tense beneath you, his dick buried deep, twitching inside you, and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.

and fuck, you were milking it.

rolling your hips slow, teasing, deliberate, your warm brown skin gleaming under the dim light of his desk lamp. the thin straps of your dress had already slipped down, the fabric bunched at your waist, your tits bouncing with every single movement.

matt’s breath hitched, his fingers flexing against the restraint.

"shit—" he hissed, head tipping back, jaw clenched, muscles tight.

he was trying.

trying to let you have this. trying to let you feel like you were the one in charge. but you weren’t making it easy. not with the way your soaked pussy clenched around him, squeezing just right every time you sank down. not with the way you dragged your nails down his chest, purring, "what’s wrong, matty? not used to just sitting back and taking it?"

his jaw ticked. his hands twitched.

you smirked, rolling your hips even slower, feeling how badly he wanted to thrust up, to grab you, to ruin you."bet you wanna touch me so bad, huh?" his breathing staggered. his muscles tensed."bet you wanna flip me over and fuck me stupid, huh?"

a low, dangerous growl rumbled from his chest.

his fingers flexed against the silk. his biceps bulged. still, you pushed.

leaning in, your lips ghosted over his jaw, teasing, taunting. "poor thing," you cooed. "tied up, all worked up, can’t do a damn thing about it."

then—you wrapped your hand around his throat.

firm. claiming. daring.

matt froze.

his breath caught, his thighs tensed beneath you, his fingers curling into fists where they were bound. you felt it—the way his pulse pounded beneath your palm. the way his chest rose and fell faster, heavier.

your grip tightened.

"can’t even fight back, huh?" you leaned in, lips brushing the shell of his ear. "guess i really do own you tonight." that was it.

a deep, animalistic snarl.

a sharp, violent yank.

the ribbon ripped.

before you could breathe, matt's hand was already around your throat. barely had time to gasp before he lifted you off him effortlessly, one arm locking around your waist, the other squeezing your neck as he carried you to the bed.

"oh, you are so fucking stupid."

his voice was low, wrecked, dripping with disbelief.

"you really just choke me?"

your back hit the mattress.

before you could even think, his hand was pressing you deeper into it, fingers firm around your throat. "you must’ve lost your fucking mind, baby." he hovered over you, eyes dark, wild, completely unhinged.

"you really thought you could pull that shit and not get your shit fuck up?" his dick, thick, twitching, soaked from being inside you, pressed against your dripping cunt.

"fuck no, sweetheart."

his grip on your throat tightened. "you were real bold a second ago—what happened?"

"talk that shit now."

before you could answer, before you could even breathe— he slammed into you.

hard.

a wrecked moan tore from your throat as your body arched off the bed, your nails digging into his arms.but matt didn’t let you move. didn’t let you breathe. didn’t let you think. he fucked into you, fast, deep, merciless—like he had something to prove. like he needed to remind you who really ran this shit.

"thought you were in charge, huh?" he gritted out, his hand still wrapped tight around your throat. "matt—oh my god—"he laughed.

low. rough. mean."where’d all that attitude go, sweetheart?"

his hips snapped forward, slamming into you so deep you almost screamed. "still wanna tease me? huh?, still wanna be a little brat?"

your nails clawed at his arms, your body shaking beneath him.

matt leaned in, his lips brushing against your jaw, his breath hot and heavy against your skin. "that’s what i thought, your fucking ruined you."

his pace turned even worse.

every stroke hit deep, knocked the air from your lungs, made your thighs tremble.his fingers tightened around your throat just enough to make your head spin, just enough to leave you lightheaded, breathless, at his mercy now. "gonna cum for me, baby?" his voice was low, teasing, dripping with power. you sobbed, nodding frantically, your walls clenching so fucking tight around him. "yeah?" he mocked. "not so mouthy now, are you?"

he grinned, rolling his hips in a way that made you scream. "cum" he demanded, slamming into you harder, deeper. your vision blurred. your back arched. pleasure slammed into you, ripping through your body like a fucking hurricane. your thighs shook, your cunt clenched around him so tight it dragged matt over the edge with you.his breath hitched, his jaw clenched, and then he was filling you up, deep, throbbing, moaning against your throat. his whole body shuddered as your world spun.

and when it was over, when you were panting, trembling, wrecked beneath him, matt just smirked, hand still wrapped around your throat, keeping you pinned.

his cock still twitching inside you.

"next time you wanna choke me?" his lips brushed against your ear, his voice dark and mocking.

"you better be ready for how hard i’m gonna fuck you after."

lab data 🥼: tied up matt version u filthy animals , here another reaction pic

divider by @adornedwithlight

MATT WHIMPER AUDIO??(I need a Chris one..) 🥴😻