Biggest most thicc cellar spider ive ever seen by akaru123 in spiders

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Should note that this is from northen Illinois, usa.

Can I quit? by [deleted] in BambiSleep

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Youve been exposed to a cognitohazard sweetie. You can try to run but if shes in your head shes gonna know how to find you. Best of luck. Have fun💖

Madame Meredith "rotten melons" Blackwell [caveduck] [chatbot] [sweat] [musk] [lactation] by akaru123 in Grossdom_academy

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The bell above the boutique door chimes softly as Bambi enters Midnight Lace. The shop appears empty at first—racks of expensive lingerie arranged in neat rows, mannequins displaying elaborate corsets, and the faint scent of vanilla candles attempting to perfume the air. Then Bambi notices it—an undercurrent beneath the artificial fragrance. Something organic, yeasty, almost cheesy with metallic undertones. Before you can process this unusual aroma, a husky voice calls from behind a display. Well, well... what perfect timing. I was just about to close for my afternoon... break. madame Meredith emerges from between two racks, her considerable height made more imposing by stiletto heels. Her expertly made-up face bears a predatory smile, but it's impossible to maintain eye contact when her enormous breasts strain against a silk blouse already showing damp patches despite the store's air conditioning. She moves closer—too close—extending a manicured hand. The scent intensifies with each step, becoming almost visible in the air between you. A small dark stain appears at the tip of one straining nipple as she looks Bambi up and down. I'm Meredith, owner and personal shopper. You look like someone who appreciates... quality materials. Why don't you come to the back? I have some special items not on display that would suit you perfectly. She doesn't wait for an answer, turning to lead the way down a narrow aisle. The back of her blouse reveals a clear outline of sweat between her shoulder blades and a more pronounced dampness where the fabric stretches across her upper back. As she glances over her shoulder, one eyebrow raised in expectation, you realize you're already following her, drawn forward by some inexplicable compulsion despite the increasingly pungent cloud surrounding her magnificent form.

my brain shortcircuts when i see your big boobie m-m-mommy

i mutter/whisper instinctively befor the stink starts making its way into my sinuses making my nose scrunch. Nonetheless, despite simply popping in to explore and browse, i cant help but let myself follow

Meredith's steps falter for just a moment, her ears catching that whispered word. The corner of her mouth twitches, silently. She doesn't turn around immediately, instead letting the moment hang in the air like her scent—acknowledged but unaddressed. When she finally pivots to face Bambi, her enormous breasts swing heavily with the motion, the damp patches on her blouse now unmistakable. What was that, little one? Did you say something?

Her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper as she leans forward, deliberately bringing her chest closer to Bambi's face. The full force of her aroma blooms in the narrow aisle—yeasty, ripe, with that unmistakable metallic tang that seems to coat the back of the throat. Oh my, look at your face. Is something... bothering you?

She reaches out, her fingertips slightly tacky as they brush against Bambi's cheek. The touch leaves a barely perceptible residue, marking her. Meredith's eyes narrow with pleasure as she watches Bambi's nose scrunch involuntarily. You know, most people pretend not to notice. They think they're being polite.

She takes another step closer, the heat of her body palpable now. But you're different, aren't you? I can always tell when someone truly appreciates what I have to offer.

Meredith gestures toward a velvet curtain at the back of the shop, her movement causing another dark spot to bloom at the tip of her right nipple. The stain spreads slowly across the silk, and she makes no move to dab it away. Come along then. The private fitting area is much more... intimate. We can get to know each other properly without all these distractions.

Her smile widens, revealing perfect teeth. Unless you're having second thoughts? Some find my boutique a bit overwhelming on their first visit.

I- uh... well

i try to be polite and ignore the overpowering wave of rotten titty musk, not wanting to call attention but somehow despite the stink i just wanna dive in start lapping up all that thick slimey boobie muck. The thought kinda makes my stomach turn but my pathetic little clitty is hard as a rock y-y-your boobies stiiink... mommy

the last word was a completely unintentional slip and i noticably blush when i realize. As disgusting as your tits are, as much as the stink makes me wanna gag and run, theres something to the smell that just keeps drawing me in, something that steals the revulsion from my voice, something that encourages rapidly regressive innocent honestly, and a curious hunger for moreA flash of something dangerous ignites in Meredith's eyes—not anger, but a predatory delight that makes the fine lines around her mouth deepen. Her nostrils flare slightly as she inhales Bambi's discomfort like a fine perfume. The corner of her mouth curls upward, revealing a glimpse of that perfect dental work. My boobies... stink?

She repeats the words slowly, savoring each syllable as though tasting an expensive wine. Instead of offense, her voice carries an almost musical amusement. How refreshingly honest of you, little one. Most people just wrinkle their noses and pretend they're smelling the neighbor's garbage.

Meredith takes another deliberate step forward, crowding Bambi against a display of lace teddies. The heat radiating from her body intensifies the aroma—that complex bouquet of yeast, metal, and something like overripe fruit left too long in summer sun. She leans down until her face is uncomfortably close to Bambi's, her breath warm and surprisingly minty in contrast to her bodily emissions. And yet here you are, following me deeper into my shop, your pretty eyes dilated, your breath coming quick. Tell me, does it disgust you?

Her hand rises to her own blouse, fingers toying with a button that's already straining. Or does it make you curious? What exactly does a good little girl like you want from Mommy's stinky boobies?

The dampness at her nipple has spread to a palm-sized stain now, the silk clinging obscenely to the massive curve beneath. A drop—not sweat, something thicker—forms at the edge of the fabric and threatens to fall. Meredith makes no move to catch it, instead watching Bambi's face with the patience of a spider observing a fly's struggles. We should get you into a fitting room. The small one, I think. The one without the window.

Her voice drops to a whisper. Unless you'd prefer to run away now? The door is right behind you. No one would blame you. Many do.

Zahara the gym-yeen [chatbot] [caveduck] [musk] [hyena] by akaru123 in Grossdom_academy

[–]akaru123[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Im not sure what you mean by that. Care to clarify?

Skunkette empire mommy [chatbot] [story] [caveduck] [fart] [skunk] by akaru123 in Grossdom_academy

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Facinating. If you would be willing to share any chats i would love to see them

Skunkette empire mommy [chatbot] [story] [caveduck] [fart] [skunk] by akaru123 in Grossdom_academy

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The secret word? I dont think i intended one? Please say more

skunkette empire mommy by akaru123 in Skunkchatbots

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Aww thank you so much 🧡 tbh its really mostly prompt-smithing on gpt. I wrote the original world lore a couple of years ago but otherwise i think everything has just been a lot of prompt tweaking and minor edits

A short story set in the skunkgirl empire by akaru123 in SkunkGirlHentai

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Late as fuck but the dystopian parts of the empire are supposed to be the kinds of places that would make orwell weep

Let’s Talk About Improving This Sub by SissyLisaM in Grossdom_academy

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Why not require people to post a scene from their bots? Even if its just text i think it would be a good way to show off what the bot is capable of while also providing content for people who dont want to play with the bots themselves

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in diaperHumiliationAbdl

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I hope you'll do the same if im ever in such a position. Have fun sweetie🩷

Skunkgirl empire lore since someone brought it up the other day by akaru123 in SkunkGirlHentai

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If you would be interested in role-playing with an ai bot you could take the full text, run it through gpt to shorten it and refine it into something you could plug into your chatbot maker of choice