Mmm… you will always have friends here who enjoy breeding. I’m obviously a sucker for it, but I won’t add it to any fic idea in the game unless the OP says it in a comment or something.
Sex for the sake of sex is fun too ^_~
Tag: breeding kink
Mating Ritual
alright, you lovely goddess of sin – i’ve been following the lovely array of submissions you’ve been getting for the smut game, and as delighted as i’ve been by them, i told myself i’d only submit one if i truly liked one of the ideas that crossed my mind and thought you would as well. nothing was quite striking my fancy as being up the right alley for the past couple weeks, but…
well, naturally, it would be the final day that something would hit me, heh.
so, the concept:
monsters, a powerful magical race that was both respected and feared, have long since lived deep within the fabled mountains of Ebott. many humans either warred with or outright avoided monsters, but a smaller population of humans within a collection of towns near the great Mt. Ebott instead preferred to keep respectful if ritualistic peace instead: once every two or three generations, the humans would offer up an unwed human female of particular strength in one of the soul’s traits to the monsters – both sacrifice and high honor, this human would never return to their human community, instead traveling high up the mountain where they were to be mated with the strongest of unmated monsters. because human females could effectively bear stronger monster offspring – benefiting from the powerful human soul of their mother – this was considered a great and suitable gift of peace indeed.
naturally, this smut fic would follow the latest human sacrifice, a woman trekking her way up the mountain. never sent with more than the ceremonial clothes on her back, no one could actually tell her precisely what awaited her, or even where she would be met. would there be an escort sent by the rumored monster royalty? would it be her new mate? or would she eventually lose her way in the forest as she climbed the mountain, the sun setting as she can all too easily imagine herself falling off the path and becoming hopelessly lost…?
naturally, this could be explored in various angles as preferred, be it the choice of monster mate in question – Sans, Grillby, Gaster, Papyrus, any number of single monsters…
perhaps even two are sent, the strongest two of the current monsters, and the determining factor would be who brings our dear reader human the most pleasure, or perhaps proves themself most compatible and can lay claiming mark to her first.
or, perhaps only one monster is sent (quite naturally), but they are already in heat, whether induced or natural…
perhaps intense domination and body worship both could come into play, marking, mating, all manner of delightful options.
perhaps the fear that spikes as they’re swallowed by the darkness of the mountain, only to find themselves in the hands of their quite feral but skilled mate-to-be; perhaps the overstimulation of magic appendages that do not need recovery time before another round, and another, and another begins…
all that, my incredibly capable dear, would be up to you and what inspires you the most, if you like this idea. 😉
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Oh, Night, you never disappoint. Fun fact, I actually was working on a fic a long time ago – inspired by your mafia story, but not the mafia part. It was the use of other languages. It was based in a small town that remembered the old ways and respected monster kind… it just never got off the docs because it was missing something.
It seems appropriate that your idea should bring me back to that fic… if others like this idea, chime in with what options you’d like to see. It may turn this spark of inspiration into a wild fire…
Follower Challenge Game Submission – Breeding
Almost forgot that I had this idea stewing in my brain box. Ok, to preface this, it would take place in a swap universe. A human (can be any human) falls into the Underground. They make their way through the Underground until they’re captured, not killed. The captured human is taken to Labs, and they’re studied before their soul is to be taken. It’s discovered that this human is capable of carrying human children. Queen Toriel hears of this, and she decides, to prevent the loss of life from others who might fall, that the human is to be bred. I imagine Queen Toriel isn’t quite right in the head. She doesn’t want the Humans that fall to die, so in her mind this is better. She tells the human that they’re supporting a noble cause with what they’re doing. This is the first time I’ve fleshed it out, and I’m not sure if it’s quite as good as I hoped. I’m tired, so maybe others can take this idea and turn it into something good.
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I actually think this is already a fic. I feel like I started reading one where they breed the human to try and get the souls they need and they use Sans as the breeder because skeletons are “so close” to humans.
Maybe I’m wrong? But I really feel like I’ve read this. Posting this and hoping someone can confirm or deny.
~ Of course, I totally think multiple authors can take a concept like this and make it their own. I think this one could be fun to do with a male reader. Instead of getting pregnant, he’s forced to mate with multiple monsters. The idea that human life force is the key to breaking the barrier so hybrids would possibly be able to break it or at least escape themselves.
I could see this being a sweet consensual experience – but multi chapter to make that happen. Or a very rough, very long non-con one shot or multi chapter.
350 Smut Submission: G!Sans / Aspi Reader
Oviposition, size, biting & voice kink. Dirty talk. Dom-sub themes. Heat. Knotting. Breeding.
So, once I stumbled onto an ovi-kink fic featuring Gaster. And then one featuring Sans. And immediately my mind hops to G Sans. Because fucking G Sans. Said fics, you ask? They’re A Lesson on Oviparous Breeding and OviBlaster. And I’ll be honest, this started my love for the ovi-kink, and the latter also started my love for the size-kink.
I rather enjoy the idea that for all his flirting, he’s actually really innocent (in the sense that he’s a virgin, and is an amateur when it comes to romantic / intimate things). I kinda see him actually chickening out if a girl reciprocates, often either teleporting away or something. But then he meets a girl who seems absolutely oblivious to any and all flirting. Example: “Hey, you wanna Netflix and chill at my place?” ‘No, I don’t feel like watching anything, but thanks for the offer.’ And then he actually tries to get her, and, as such, they actually start forming some sort of relationship. He learns that she has issues with socializing and simple things like making eye contact or sitting still, and she has this thing where she can talk hours on end about something she finds interesting but if the topic is something she has no interest in, she suddenly gets all awkward and shy.
Eventually, he realizes that he’s not the only guy whose flirtations she brushes off. Literally any and all flirtatious advances made at her seemingly fly over her head. As well as figurative meanings. And finally he just asks “Do you really not know when someone’s flirting with you?” which causes her to stare at him blankly for a few seconds and then she starts laughing. ‘Course, he gets mad, because he thinks she’s laughing at him.
But once she calms down, she tells him that she has Asperger’s, and that most figurative or suggestive meanings often fly right over her head, because she usually takes most of them literally. “He wears his heart on his sleeve.” She’ll look for a guy with a heart on his shirt’s sleeve. Then it all clicks in place for him, he leans closer and asks “So, if someone wanted to ‘flirt’ with you, they’d have to be straightforward with their intent?” When she confirms it, he leans even closer and whispers, “So, if I asked if I could fuck you, what would your answer be?” Fuck yes
Cue the two of them hooking up and it being all awkward for both of them, because both be virgins and then it’s the whole interspecies awkwardness thing at first. But they learn what the other likes and dislikes. For example, she enjoys dirty talk and being dominated, and she has a fucking kink for his voice.
So, they have a sort of friends-with-benefits kind of thing for a while, and their friends/family start picking up that there’s something going on. Eventually, monster heat gets involved and boi, is she in for a surprise when G pounces on her the moment she enters his apartment. She knew more or less about heats, but she learns a few things extra that wasn’t covered. Like the knotting. Or cum inflation. Or the oviposition. And she fucking loves it all, though she is caught a bit off guard at first. But what really startles her is when G gets really bite-y, ‘til the point where he bites the crook of her neck and draws blood. And of course, after the shock wears off, she fucking enjoys it.
Once it’s all over, they just cuddle and stuff. Because what’s better than some fluff after some rough fucking?
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Mmmm… what is better indeed…
First, it’s an honor to have started your ovi and size kink. ❤
Second, I have a dear friend with Aspergers, and she is one of my favorite people because she’s so straightforward with her thoughts. I personally think it leads to more honest and interesting conversations. Cut out the bull and get right to the meat of it…
Papyrus is a bit aspi and I think that would endear reader to G as well. Reminds him of more pleasant times.
Something’s Not Quite Right Part 3
Beware! For there be a pov change up ahead! Argh! Alright, speaking like a pirate time over. Frisk’s pov becomes second person for this part. We get to slip into her skin, so to speak. Inspired by @darkcrystaldemon, and if you like my stuff, you’ll definitely like hers.
Using the ID, you slip into the lab quite easily. While the lab was open 24 hours, at night it definitely became less active. You assume. You’ve never been to New Labs except for the opening tour. But it was so long ago you couldn’t remember where you went or how you got around.
Except you know how to follow the signs.
Taking an elevator down to the Genetics Department, you remember the room number Sans gave, promising you that he would be there.
The whole floor is spooky, illuminated by dim fluorescent lights and very empty. You’re thankful for the sweater you’re wearing, for it’s slightly chilly down here. It gives you strong True Lab vibes, which intensifies when you come across the room Sans told you to go to, and used his ID to open, revealing rows of beds. You half expected a goopy Monster to appear.
“Sans?” You call softly, taking a cautious step into the room.
There’s no response, but something flickers at the corner of your eye. Turning, you see one of the beds has a curtain around it, and when you focus, you can hear a slight beeping sound. Like a monitor.
Worry filling you, you rush over to the bed. “Sans!” You exclaim, pulling the curtains back.
I’ve always been a fan of size differences. A bara Sans pressing you facedown into the sheets effortlessly, a Papyrus who fucks you against the wall six feet in the air, a Gaster with a dozen magic hands strong and large enough to keep you utterly still as he works you into an overstimulated frenzy…
Mmmm Size Kink. One of my favorites.
I’m not sure if this is just a wonderful and welcome share of desires or a 350 game submission… but if it IS a game submission… I honestly can’t choose.
At this point I’d just make her a lover who gets taken by all three on an everyday. She wakes up to Bara Sans’ boner in bed. His huge body spooning her and now holding her in place as he plays with her to wake her up. He makes sure to get her nice and wet while stretching her out to fit him inside. He’d lift you effortlessly to sit atop him so he can watch you take every inch of him inside…
Then you go downstairs and eat a delicious breakfast while sitting in Sans’ lap. Papyrus will eventually pick you up from his brother and give you sweet kisses while handing you lunch to bring to the lab. You bring Gaster his lunch and he decides to have you as a snack before you go. He knots and tries to breed you, but Papyrus made sure you took your pill before you left. Gaster knows this, but it only makes him want to fill your small body more. It’s been too long since his boys had a sibling and you’re perfect. Instead he gives you some spending money to go play and get groceries.
When you come back, it’s evening and you start dinner waiting for the family to get home. Papyrus comes home first. His large hands surrounding your waist and lifting you up to meet his tired but lustful eyes. He smells of dirt and combat. The training of the day always getting him revved up. He’ll take you in the kitchen and then let dinner simmer as he carries you to the shower for round two.
You end the day being passed from lap to lap during dinner and tv. It always ends with Papyrus and Gaster going to bed while Sans and you stay up. His large body cuddling yours until he picks you up to go to bed, or takes you right there on the couch.
My version of “It’s A Wonderful Life.”
Gaster In The Dark
Inspired by the artwork below made by @snackiies
Warning: breeding
“Ah, human. You called? *dark chuckles* No? Poor joke, I know, my mute, immobile morsel.
Oh, look at those frightened eyes. Uh-huh. That won’t do. Why do you pretend you don’t want me here? *clicks his black, glistening tongue against his teeth, disapprovingly* Look at how tightly you’re gripping the covers. Let’s just… remove them.
*sheets slide from your grasp and unceremoniously fall to the ground* Mmm, it’s like unwrapping a present. A soft, fleshy gift for me that shivers under my finger tips.
Hm, this is a lot more fun when you can’t move.
Let’s stop pretending you want to keep on these clothes. *cloth ripping* Human-made fabrics are so fragile… much like your skin… what a precious organ that tastes… oh you taste like a lightly seasoned meal. Your sweat makes you so delectably juicy. *his slimey tongue slides over your body*
Don’t close your eyes. I want to watch the truth reveal itself within them. Show me how much you’re enjoying this. *dark chuckles* No? *starts kissing your flesh* You’re still going to pretend you didn’t summon me here? *laughs openly.* Well I don’t need your eyes, when I can get my answers elsewhere. *resumes kissing* Down here. This lovely wet pearl. Mmmm.
Look at how you gush for me. My willing girl… ready to be bred. *slurps you and then laughs* Ah, now your eyes are wide. You feign indignation but I know the truth. Why else would you ask me here? You’re ready. You just needed the paralysis to help you allow what you so desperately want…
My seed.
I’m ready for you. See how large I swell to fill you? This glowing cock is full of cum. I’m dripping with it. Best not to waste any.
*bed creaks* Let’s spread these legs wider. Mmm… your body’s so obedient this way. And *his voice shudders* sooooo welcoming. You let me slide right inside you.
Your flesh is so tight… *The wet smack of his boney pelvis against your body; bed creaking with his rhythm fills the silence* Agh. So soft.
Oh? Is the paralysis beginning to wear off? *growls as he increases his speed.* Then I no longer need to be gentle. Hang on.
*Ragged breathing* I’m close.
You’re shaking. You’re close. Cum against me. Yes. Pull me in. Cum around my dick. Ah… Ah yes. Yes. You sexy – AH!
*Unintelligible words from a language you don’t recognize are whispered in your ear. Sweet nothings as he tries to catch his breath.*
You’re not moving again. Are you enjoying the feeling of my seed swimming inside you? I didn’t mean to cum so much. You’re overflowing with me. It’s…
It’s so appealing. And the way you gasp when I move inside you… you’re so sensitive… that face you’re making… *He thrusts so hard it makes the bed shake again.* I want to make sure you’re bred properly.
Turn around. Ah… you’re so wet with me. Let me push it further inside you. Deep. Deeper. Seeping past your gates, filling your womb.
Oh? Listen to you. You’re drooling. You like when I take you from behind? *he spanks you* I like the view. What if I add a finger in here…
Ah! You’re so eager. Have you accepted your desires?
Yes? *Tries to chuckle in his ragged breaths.* Good. Give it all to me. Open your womb to me. And let me fuck you senseless.
Oh. *growls in that other language. The bed creaks louder and faster.* Yes!
Yes! *his voices… glitches? And then nearly purrs in euphoric bliss.* Mine. You’re glowing with my seed.
My beautiful human.”
Understanding You (Elias x Chise)
Ancient Magus Bride is an obsession of mine. To keep myself from breaking all the rules in my 350 Smut Game, I’ve taken all that pent up energy and made a little one shot of Elias x Chise and their first time. No worries, I’ve made sure years have passed and she is over 18.
350 Smut Submission: Swapfell Show of Breeding and Possession
I almost forgot about this idea I had when you started the game! Ok so swapfell sans and paps have recently caught a human but have fallen head over heels for them and hence have been hiding them away and trying to cover everything up so that they can keep her. However word still reaches the queen resulting in a surprise vist to snowdin. She demands they bring out the human or sans will be killed for insubordination. Sans tries to hold his ground but pap knows the jig is up and brings out the human hoping they can make up an excuse to keep her alive. It seems hopeless and they will have to watch their love die when sans comes up with an idea. They have been keeping her alive so as to breed her. As children would equal more souls. Queen is skeptic and tell them to prove it. Leading to public claiming and sex. Breeding kink, Biting/physical mark, threesome (or just on skele if you prefer). Have to be rough and degrading even if they don’t want to. Bonus points for girl being virgin (or skele or both), bonus if dirty talk, bonus for forced soul bond or something like that (I headcannon monster gotta have souls involved somehow to procreate)
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I’d start this fic with the Queen addressing the Snowdin crowd. MTT cameras circling. The human is in stocks, naked, shivering, blindfolded and ball gagged so she won’t interrupt.
Then you’d have our two skeles… obedient, excited, reluctant, determined. They’re ready for their own humiliation of fucking their love, knowing if it’s not them, it would be some other monsters.
They’ll put on the show of their lives… literally. With dirty talk, crowd cheers, soul sex, breeding, and a lot of territorial markings.
Now that I’ve settled in for the night, warm chamomile in my hand, I’ll share a dream I had about a “Someone” who also wanted to comfort me last evening.
In my dream I was staring out the window. Waiting for the impending storm, I couldn’t take my eyes away. I didn’t hear him come up behind me. I didn’t hear him call my name.
Frustrated, he picks me up bridal style from my window perch. He’s got a lean build, but his muscles ripple along his bare arms. His bare chest pressed against the fabric of my own. He was so… solid. It surprised me because I knew him, but only as a shadow…
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So a follower recently liked this and I… don’t remember writing it. I mean, obviously I did, but truly the only part I remember creating is the chant “The woman comes, squeezing her mate and opening her womb to him.”
– I kinda dig the memory loss. This was fun to read and not know what came (pun intended) next. Still, I wrote this less than a year ago… how much has pregnancy and motherhood effected my brain? Or is it just age? 31 doesn’t seem that old now that I’m in it, but damn…
Dark Crystal Demon 