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God I love drawing desperate men...... Especially when there's a small amount of shame in it, but these two are pretty old. Maybe a redraw is in order. #nsfw #dndsmut
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The Dark Urge returns home to reclaim her birthright - and to claim her shape-changing sister along with it. Indulge in the sinful LEGACY OF BRUTALITY! #smutsky #smut #eroticliterature #erotica #writersshare #spicy #futanari #incest #baldursgate3 #darkurge #orinthered #dndsmut #fantasy #bhaalcest
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A colorful digital drawing of OCs Rocco (he/him) and Morgan (she/her). Morgan - a tall, muscular human in a black leotard and thigh-high boots - stands behind Rocco - a much smaller, rounder elf, completely naked save for a small metal chastity cage. Morgan's arms are wrapped gently around Rocco's hips, dangling the cage's key on a chain just inches from his crotch. The two are enamored with each other in this moment; Rocco is halfway through Locktober, something Rocco had initially pitched to Morgan as a joke - he would let her lock his dick in chastity for the whole month, and she could dom him the whole time. Now, after 15 days of merciless teasing and punishments for touching himself when not permitted, Morgan is enthralled with tormenting her soft, cute boyfriend's frustrated cock. Rocco has no problems with this either, going out of his way to act horny and bratty to provoke more treatment from his mistress.
Alternate Color version A colorful digital drawing of OCs Rocco (he/him) and Morgan (she/her). Morgan - a tall, muscular human in a black leotard and thigh-high boots - stands behind Rocco - a much smaller, rounder elf, completely naked save for a small metal chastity cage. Morgan's arms are wrapped gently around Rocco's hips, dangling the cage's key on a chain just inches from his crotch. The two are enamored with each other in this moment; Rocco is halfway through Locktober, something Rocco had initially pitched to Morgan as a joke - he would let her lock his dick in chastity for the whole month, and she could dom him the whole time. Now, after 15 days of merciless teasing and punishments for touching himself when not permitted, Morgan is enthralled with tormenting her soft, cute boyfriend's frustrated cock. Rocco has no problems with this either, going out of his way to act horny and bratty to provoke more treatment from his mistress.
Two color palettes for this one!
Hungryghost's #kinktober day 15: Orgasm Control
Morgan has kept Rocco company all the way through the first half of locktober🔐
(she/her for Morgan, he/him for Rocco) #oc #kinktober2025 #dndart #dndsmut #dndnsfw #ocnsfw
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EVERYBODY, LOOK LOOK!!! Someone is reading my smut!!!😭 🎉 🥂 SOMEONE LOOKED AT WHAT I DID!!!! #happy #smut #sapphic #amazonkdp #smutwriter #lgbtq+ #dndsmut #centauress #wolfgirl #sapiosexual #librarygirl
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He had disappointed her, the queen, the Goddess, his Goddess. Loret-mar had been a proud priestess in training of Lolth, had gone through the Trial of the Dryder, had whipped the skin off of the men who’s faith was too week. He knew the dangers of being a man, and thus, had hidden it away, had proved himself an indomitable believer. He had held the sinful, the weak, those that would not wear their claws and rent their subordinates, those that did not spread their legs to carry on their legacy of their spider brethren, those that worked against the tenets of Menzoberrabzen. It was rare when a woman went against the power given to her, and often, it was just to be held against the altar to Lolth and treated as low as any man, her quim locked away as her silver hair was sheared short, her breasts bound, her skin branded with the black spider, to put her back on the right path. A man in such a position would be bled dry, venom sent through his cock, as he was raped open on thick clubs, made to repeat the prayers of the temple, his house, and his mother. A man was worth nothing but what his cock and veins could supply. And yet, Loret-mar gazed upon the male form and felt nothing aside from envy. He wanted the flat chest. He wanted the drooling appendage. He felt wrong in the body that he had and he punished himself for it, whipping his cunt with the flogger until it bled, piercing long needles through his breasts, fucking his own ass on the same blood stained clubs that the dissenting body slaves were forced upon, looking at himself in the mirror, bare aside from the crown of his station. He was Lolth-Sworn. He was a priestess of the grand spider queen. He was resplendent. He was pure. He was born for power. But in his dreams he was out of Menzoberranzen, he was free, he was in a light that made no sense to him, but it did not burn him.
Fel brought him his gown and crown, helping him off the pair of cocks that were within him and dressing him to the best of his ability, what for his height. The gown ended under the breast and had a cage of black corrugated metal for those hated mounds of flesh, lose but for a corset that held the translucent material tight to the body. He went to the sitting room and Var knelt on the floor next to him, suckling on one nipple while Yan waited by the other chair, awaiting Queen Mother. The moment that Queen Mother sat, nude aside from intricate silver spider legs and gems, Yan was between her legs, mouth open to hold her clit upon his tongue. Loret-mar was an excellent host, after all, and they drank wine and ate the finest of caramelized fungi as they spoke of the least important things that were intended for noble small talk. “There is a task I have come to bring you,” Queen Mother eventually admitted, “I know that you have your fold, that your faith is true, and that is why you are so integral to this mission. I need she who is of the most faith to go to The Fallen Web to give our Goddess the sweetest of gifts.” Loret-mar tilted his head and looked at Queen Mother, not understanding. “What is this gift? And who will look over my fold?” Queen Mother waved to her own slaves, a pair of twins wearing full black leather, so tight that it cut into the flesh. They had thick metal rings in their mouths, holding their lips away from their teeth and rings through their tongues, with which they were leashed and ready to be tugged. They held, between them, a fine chest. They brought it to Queen Mother and sat it before her, on Yan’s back. She procured a key to reveal the contents, spider silk, mushroom fluff, and a vial of blood. Loret-mar looked over the vial and waited for an explanation.
“Please, I am only doing as Queen Mother demanded. What does it matter how I appear in my dreams?” “Your flesh is wrong,” the woman growled and the chittering sound of clacking mandibles grew all the worst, all the more terrible. “For this lie you will be punished. You wish for the masculine, may you suffer in it.” The woman grabbed Loret-mar’s breast, twisted and pulled, yanking the flesh from his body as he screamed. He was dressed in thick exoskeleton and he writhed as his blood was the glue that bound it to him. Madness crowned him as she carved holes in his face that brought forth a sight of different angles, that saw more than they should. His screamed was so sharp that his teeth shattered and those that grew in their place were long and pointed. She cut into his legs and split them into four pieces each, elongating and wrapping them in more exoskeleton. The corpse of a dead spider was plundered and he was laid upon with an egg heavy thorax. He sobbed and bled and begged, but there was no loved for the most cursed of forms, no love for the dryder. The woman kept the gift of Queen Mother’s blood as he was dumped outside of Menzoberranzen, as his insanity festered and grew, as his body thrummed with the agony of a life that was not his, trapped within him.
Loret-mar climbed the cliffside, easily, spider legs made for such a feat, and he came upon his friend, the first slave he had ever known, and possibly the only man he had ever loved, not that he had known it at the time. “Thelous-set, my friend, my heart, my first relief. Will you relieve me again?” Thelous-set did not answer. He only sobbed, bowed before his former Master. Pain was lancing through them both but, for Loret-mar, there was hope that it would soon end. Quick as a blink he was upon Thelous- set, spidery limbs catching at his clothes and tearing them away. Thelous-set screamed and wriggled, attempting to escape, and Loret-mar had to hold him down, had to force him onto his belly. He kicked out, which only worked to lift his hips and expose his ruined cock. That was the moment that Loret-mar struck in, massive pink appendage pressed against and popping into unwilling flesh. Thelous-set’s screams changed shape, becoming a high pitched bellow, as Loret-mar raped him in a new form, different than any he ever had when he was a girl. He shoved and shoved, only pulling back to push in deeper, to press until his ovipositor had found a home inside of his guts. “Shh, shh, it’s good, isn’t it? We’re finally together again. You always helped me through my pains, help me again, now. I hurt so badly. You don’t want me to hurt, do you?” Relief thundered through him as he pushed the eggs, over sized from how long they had been carried in his thorax, into his old lover. He screeched and clawed at the ground as his rectum was ruined, as the eggs were pushed into him. They were deposited into his very guts as Loret-mar hummed and moaned with release. Thelous-set’s nails broke off and her scrambled with blood fingertips. His eyes rolled back and he pissed himself from the pain and fear of being stuffed so full.
CW: noncon, gender fuckery
#MonstrousMay Day 13: eggs. So you know I had to do it, couldn't say no, even though its a work day. (Word Count: 3,119)
#writesky #nsfwsky #erotichorror #dndsmut #nsfwwriting
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I dont draw and post enough smut as I would love to because im my worst critique but this one is coming out very good!
[ #nsfw #nsfwart #smut #dndsmut #tabaxi #furryxhuman ]
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A pink Teifling and a blue Dragonborn having sex. The Teifling's tail is wrapped around the Dragonborn's torso.
A pink Teifling with blue horns and gold jewelry having mage hands getting "handsy" with her. There is one on each wrist, each leg, one on her breast and one spreading her labia.
More Aurora and Monty bc I love them so so much
[shares are always appreciated]
#art #artsky #artistsonbluesky #digitalart #portraitart #portrait #nsfw #nsfwsky #ocart #ocsky #oc #pussy #boobs #dnd #dndsmut #dndart
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Hopefully this one works! Onced again, that is not redemption, it's a what if my old lewdtuber fucked strahd lol.
#curseofstrahd #strahd #tiefling #nsfw #dndsmut #dndnsfw #live2dnsfw
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Redemption and Ismark getting some alone time away from the party <3. We in the finale boss right now, so hopefully they both live!
#dndsmut #dndnsfw #nsfw #curseofstrahd #cos #dnd
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Let me just throw my favorite lewd piece I’ve done here to give y’all an idea.
#Monsterfucker
#Dndsmut
#Elf
#Siren
#Dndart
#Lewd
#Smut
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I've been forgetting to share my smut writing here. Partly because idk the best way to share writing on Bsky? Anyway here's some WIP snippets of intersex astral elf OCs. Sometimes a dommy muscle mommy just has to breed her pretty mage husband :3c these 2 are very feral-horny in bed #nsfw #dndsmut
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