What if we took drugs together in order to slowly begin to lose motion in our bodies, cuddling closely, shivering while the placid calm exterior takes over. Incapable of moving, incapable of saying anything, amidst a pile of warm blankets and plushies. So comfortable, so safe. Staring into each other’s eyes, only the occasional blink happening in unison as-necessary. Slipping into that mild trance. Time losing meaning, the only thing that needs to be known as being safe together, arms linked, mirroring each other in a delicate embrace amidst soft things. Lost in the weave of being limp and helpless, together. Two adorable, precious little dolls waiting for their owner to arrive so that they can be played with together.

what if taking drugs and playing dolls together?

#kittypurrs #intox #dollkink

I think girls should be allowed to have fangs. I think she should be able to flash them at others. Show them off. Lick a surprisingly long, dextrous tongue against the pointed end. I think she should be able to pin someone down. Hot breath washing over the neck. The chest. The thighs. Even if you’re pretty sure she shouldn’t have mouths there. I think the feeling of those fangs piercing and pulling so she can slurp the blood and life right out of you, the sensation of pain and bliss from her toxin, should be so intense that you can’t even speak. I think that long, serpentine tongue(s?) should wrap around your wounds as they ebb, to stem the flow. This time. Savoring you. I think just seeing those fangs should inspire a thrill of fear and anticipation. I think next time she might just drain you dry. But you’re too scared to run, and too needy to even try.

fangs...drools...

#kittypurrs #cnc #vampirism kinda anyways.

One of the best parts about twinning is being able to do whatever you want to the other you. After all, they’re you. It’s basically just masturbation. There’s no need to ask or see if it’s alright. If you want it, you must want it too. Right?

dubcon selfcest is a *fantastic* idea, I think,

#kittypurrs #identityplay #twinning #selfcest

Meeting a cute girl, one who captures your attention. Demands it, maybe, or perhaps her personality is just so magnetic? By the time you’re leaving the place you met, you’re giggling like it’s the first crush you’ve had in ages. Meeting at her place. Leaning in and kissing. Getting lost in her eyes. Running hands against her side, feeling her movements mirror yours. You swear she whispers her own name at least once, but, all it does is bring forth another dose of those soft, lilting giggles from both of you. Or one? Everything getting a bit foggy. You’re not sure if it’s from the exposure to something, to her, or your mind running wild. The sort of shared breathlessness, barely held tension. The risk of snapping turns to an audible crack. Lost in the embrace. Folding over and breaking against the shore of one another again, and again, and again. Cycling through well-learned touches and brushes, rough and gentle and everything in between, until you start to forget where “you” end and “she” begins.

Which sounds ridiculous until that shoreline becomes one, slow, rolling hill. Indistinguishable. When you try to find where it separates into two selves…well…it slips through your hands like wet sand. It only makes you want more though, only makes each moment more intense. “There doesn’t need to be an ‘end’ or 'beginning’”, she says, “there only needs to be us”. Don’t worry about which came first. Focus on how good it feels to be tangled and messy and whimpering and shuddering and melting and… …Looks like both of you forgot again. Which was on top? Which on bottom? Does it matter? You’ll both take turns feeling it out. Every sensation, every feeling, every emotion. Sharing and pressing and lost amidst each other. Or, really, amidst one. By the time both of you have orgasmed several times over, welts and bruises and claw marks and bites, it’s impossible to know. It only makes you both snicker thinking about it now. What a joy it is to look into another’s eyes and know it’s you staring back, after all?

Twinning and identity play?? Say it isn't so...

#kittypurrs #selfcest #twinning #tf #identityplay