Wake To A Nightmare
**Wake To A Nightmare** "There was a whisper gone, the flame finally snuffed out." "Again I repeat this notion, endless tears falling onto a drought." "Noises become white, sweet poison becomes sour." "This nightmare is ending, I wake upon...
Lessons in Humility
Faint signs of tearing begin to form near the top and bottom of my sex as kerberos's huge draconic knot starts to swell and pound against my swollen and sensitive vent, depressing the small scales partly into my vent.
We Must
"We must do this again some time..." You weren't expecting that to be the first thing they said when the scene ended and you brought them back out of subspace. It's a heartening thing to hear them say - you thought you weren't really on your A game,...
Pride of Griffin Rock
The vent would have been enough, but years together assured leera that she knew precisely what she needed to do to make my genitals explode.
High Times for the Birds
The muscular walls of her new vent puckered and tensed tight around the eagle toe buried in it as her new vent widened.
Old Familiar Face Beneath Crumbling Mask
A heavy vent piece i made about the state of the country and stuff that was going on at the time. not much to say that the poem itself doesn't already say. this was also made back in august 2020, it was a productive month.
Making of a Burd Part 4: Bonding Burd
The vent puckered down tight around mark's fingertips. mark felt a thrill at that moment and moaned a little himself as his own vent clenched.
Alien Hunger
The news feed blared in the background, a lie to appease the public. “Today the colony ship Agatha Christie was lost with all hands. On final approach to her destination, a large body drifted into her path and shortly thereafter contact was lost." I...
Casual Hatred Flung This Way
A poem i wrote well over a year ago to vent about then current events, still feels relevant especially with certain patterns and things i see pop up now and then.
TSWNC: Ch 4: The Naga's Coils
Kevin screamed as he came forcefully, his cock painting the walls of the naga’s vent white with his cum.
The Ever Shifting Pillar
The Ever-Shifting...
Bottled to Breaking Point
He didn't remember what had started it in the first place, what had made him snap like this, but he was at least aware it had been building up for quite a while. In fact, Adrian knew exactly what had catalysed it. He'd been working hard, spending...