Mpreg Hunter. Any ship. Any of choice. Just Pregnant!Hunter. Smut. Mom smut. Anything.
You challenged me to make Rex/Mpreg!Hunter hot and then I went and wrote 1600 words of pussy worship.... oops?
Rex doesn’t make it to Pabu very often. There are a lot of reasons for that, dangerous ones that seem to crop up around every corner these days. He knows his presence could bring trouble, and he wants to protect those boys and girl as much as he possibly can. But when Echo is insistent about bringing him along for Pabu’s version of Life Day—a day of celebration and sunlight and not a blaster in sight—he can’t say no. Life Day indeed. No one thought to warn him.
All of them are tanned and smiling, even Crosshair has gained a golden hue to his skin. But Hunter? Hunter is glowing. His hair is a little longer now, tied back into a half knot. His skin gleams with vitality and the way his middle is swollen and round makes Rex’s mouth run dry. He wants to rub his hands all over that bump. Wants to feel that little life inside move around. Wants to hang onto this moment for as long as Hunter will let him.
“So, which one?” Rex corners the sergeant after a nice meal out on the beach. He knows he is being impulsive, but he can’t hold the words back.
Hunter doesn’t pretend to not understand the question, “Don’t know. Don’t think it matters too much.” He is relaxed, happy, like this is the kind of question he is used to answering by now.
Rex tilts his head in agreement. This place and these people are a sedative to the nervous energy he always seems to carry around, and it is far too easy to imagine what it would be like to have a more permanent stake in it. “May I?”
That gets him a raised eyebrow but a gentle smile and nod too. Rex gently places one and then the other hand over Hunter’s gravid belly. His skin is warm under Rex’s palm and very quickly he feels a firm push against it, a solid little thump. He looks up at Hunter in amazement.
“She likes you.”
“She?”
Hunter shrugs. He is noncommittal but not unkind.
“What about her mama?” Rex’s eyes meet Hunter’s. They haven’t had these kinds of conversations too often, but he knows which words to use and which to swallow. He’s been well trained for it, same as Hunter. The Batch had offered their bed to him every now and again but he’d never taken them up on the offer. Now all he wanted to do was lay Hunter down on the nearest soft surface and show him just how amazing he really was.
It is Hunter’s turn to be amazed. “He likes you pretty well too.”
It was the answer Rex was hoping for, but hearing it still sends his pulse racing. He looks around, eager to make good on promises unspoken, greedy for what he missed out on this last year.
“Good. C’mon.” He’s careful as he grabs Hunter’s hand and pulls him into the house. He doesn’t miss the way the rest of the Batch smile knowingly.
Hunter is already stripping his shirt off by the time Rex has the door closed behind them. His chest is broader than Rex remembers, skin taut and tan over muscles that catch the evening light. Rex wants to worship at this altar, this impossible creature who he can’t believe is his for the taking. He grabs Hunter by the waist, kisses him hard and deep, feeling the way he melts and gives in to it.
“Rex,” Hunter gasps when he pulls back for air. “You—fuck.” Hunter lets himself be guided to the bed, fingers already working on his pants, but Rex is faster. Rex is determined. Rex wants to see and taste and experience every inch of him.
“Let me,” Rex growls, eyes blazing with a hunger that matches his voice, and he is peeling Hunter open, layer by layer, until every inch of him is splayed out and waiting, all for him. Rex pauses to take in the sight, to let it burn into his memory. Hunter’s skin is glistening with a sheen of warmth, his muscles making shadows in the dim room as he sprawls open. “So kriffing hot.” Rex descends on him with reverence and abandon, lips and hands moving over skin that is impossibly soft and hot under his touch.
He is all-consuming, applying his mouth to every inch of skin he can reach, feeling Hunter shiver and yield. Kissing and nipping at his pulse until it beats quick and sure beneath his lips. He wants to devour and savor him, wants to map him out with his tongue. He works his way down to his chest, teasing and tasting, finding those sensitive brown buds and giving one a tentative lick. That earns him a throaty gasp, a delicious sound that spurs him on. He licks again, more deliberate this time, and the gasp turns to a glorious moan as the lick becomes a gentle, insistent suck. Hunter arches into it, fingers kneading Rex’s shoulders, pulling him closer. Rex uses his hand to play with its twin, pinching and rolling it between his fingers, feeling Hunter’s body twitch and tremble beneath him. He switches sides, eager for more of those sounds, eager for all of it.
Hunter is making a noise he didn’t even know he could make, something between a whimper and a growl, and Rex is undone by it.He trails lower, tongue painting a path down Hunter’s belly, lingering at the line where skin stretches taut over his rounded middle. Rex nuzzles against it, kisses it, marvels at its fullness. “So beautiful,” he murmurs.
Hunter is panting now, eyes dark and wild, wanting and wanting and wanting. Rex can’t get enough of it, can’t get enough of him. He works his way lower, kissing a trail down to Hunter’s hips, his thighs, until he is right there.
Rex takes a moment to drink it all in, every detail of Hunter spread out before him. He is a feast, more than Rex ever imagined, and Rex wants to gorge himself on it. This is a memory he will keep forever, a sight that will haunt him when he’s off fighting battles, a sight he never dreamed he would be lucky enough to see in the first place. He presses his lips to Hunter’s inner thigh, then again, closer this time. He lets his breath fan over Hunter’s pussy. He can’t help the way his own hips grind involuntarily against the bed as he takes Hunter in like this.
“Kriff!” Hunter’s hips squirm and Rex can’t hold back a small smug smile. He is going to take his time, make Hunter feel this for days. With deliberate slowness, he runs two fingers up the outside of Hunter’s lips. Just a soft tease that makes Hunter whine in a way Rex will remember for the rest of his life, tattooed onto his mind. He wants to hear that sound every time he closes his eyes. He parts those slick folds gently, still running his fingers up and down, avoiding the tiny cock that he can see firming up. He takes each labia in turn, savoring the softness, and using his thumb and two fingers runs a gentle massaging stroke up and down before he touches deeper inside. Hunter’s breath catches and Rex knows that for once in his life, he is the one calling the shots. He is going to take Hunter apart, piece by piece, slowly and thoroughly.
“Reeeeex!”
The pleading cry only spurs him on, and he resumes teasing. He wants to keep Hunter on this edge for as long as he can stand it. The inner pink portion calls to him and the clean salty scent makes his mouth water. He lets himself have the tiniest of tastes, a quick, feather-light flick of his tongue before pulling back to drink in the reaction. Hunter’s hips buck and Rex is amazed at how sensitive he is, how much Rex can affect him.
Hunter is panting, voice catching, delirious with the teases. “Please,” he begs.
Rex wants to make a permanent home in that voice, that desperate begging voice. He gives another soft lick, then another, then another, until Hunter’s cries are coming in waves and his entire body is trembling with it. His mouth is everywhere, everywhere but where Hunter wants it most, and he has to hold Hunter’s hips down to keep him still enough not to buck right off the bed. When Hunter is finally keening and breathless, Rex lets his mouth close over the tiny cock and just holds it there, inhaling against Hunter’s skin, until Hunter makes a frustrated noise that has Rex nearly undone. Rex lets his breath ghost over him again, pulling back and then moving in closer, the warmth of it just kissing the edge of where Hunter needs it. He wants to hear every sound, watch every twitch, draw every single reaction out.
Rex can barely stand it himself, the way his dick is straining against his pants almost painfully, but he isn’t going to rush. He wants to savor it, savor Hunter. He flicks his tongue again and this time doesn’t stop, watches Hunter writhe as he slowly, slowly drags his tongue up and down the length of him. Rex is breathless with it, rutting against the bed to keep his own sanity. Hunter cries out again, half-sob, half-gasp, and Rex knows he will never get enough of that sound. He laps at Hunter’s glistening slick, tongue moving with more insistence now, more pressure, and Hunter’s hips buck again, his entire body tensing and quaking with it.
Rex knows he’s going to have to hear Hunter beg for it a thousand more times before he’s satisfied.
unpopular opinion but i liked his original armor better
Ok Tumblr I am back for you so give me Bottom Jonathan Joestar and I stay
Big announcement Tumblr gang I will start posting art here
Due to past trauma I avoided posting art anywhere, but now being open on bluesky made me regain strength back so
Here goes nothing
So…heh. I grew up with, DeviantArt. Can you tell.
Yes. I’m into transformation. Yes I’m a lesbian. And yes I’m very into Hunter.
So of course I had to. And hey it’s hottttt of him to becoming a pretty lady~ (and also one of the few times I ever draw Cis Hunter and it’s just to tf tg his ass lol)
Text of the pictures under here cuz my stupid ass wrote in a very thin line smh 👇
Picture One:
Hunter: Fucking…creep- what did you inject in me?!
Scientist: The clone looks quite hostile for now. Let’s see when the effects finally start to kick him.~
Picture Two:
Hunter: Ah…I feel so…strange…what’s…this…
(Hair Growth + Softening)
Hunter: Uhm…
(Organs Changing + Height Adjusting)
Hunter: My voice…It…It sounds…
(Muscle Loss + Voice Change)
Hunter: Dif— AH!
(Breast Growth)
Hunter: My chest…! What’s go—
(Fertility Increase)
Hunter: EEK!!
(Weight Gain)
Hunter: It feels so…
(Aphrodisiac)
Hunter: Hot!
(Genitals Change)
Scientist: Almost done…
Picture Three:
Hunter: Wh…WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?! Y-YOU TURNED ME INTO A WOMAN!
Scientist: Oh, it worked beautifully! Look at such fertile miracle~ We shall start the breeding experiments as soon as we are sure everythung is in perfect order. Which I’m sure it is, of course~
Scientist: Although the bandana getting longer is odd.
Picture Four:
Batch: HUNTER?!?!
Hunter: Oh Force, you boys found me! I’m so glad! <3 They were close to staff the breeding experiments!
(Additional effects : Mind Changes)
(10% Successful)
Great timing to drop this utter masterpiece in tumblr 🥺❤️
Quite a detailed fellow. Anon commission from twitter
No one has permission to use this picture, DO NOT repost, trace, claim to be your own, edit/modify or de-face in any way! Reblogs appreciated
MY BELOVED!!! THis is the life he deserves, having kids, peaceful and away from the fight 🥹
My Draculauras wearing a mishmash of Barbie, LOL OMG, Rainbow High, Creatable World and G1 Monster High clothes.
Last Updated: 10/05/23
I think it would be really helpful if we had a widely available list of clothes from other doll lines that fit Monster High G3 bodies.
The lists I’ve seen online are kinda incomplete and leave out a lot of info imo so it’d be good to have a list of clothes, accessories and shoes that fit the three different doll body types currently in G3.
So if you guys know of other clothes that fit, please comment on it! And we can make a big list with all the info gathered.
I’ll start.
- Bratzillaz clothes. Short skirts fit only at the thinnest part of Draculaura’s waist. They are also a bit too short and don’t cover her butt completely but that can be fixed by giving her tight shorts underneath. They can also look very short on Cleo but again, fixable if that’s not your style. Bratzillaz shoes also fit all G3s! The plastic is soft and pliable enough for G3 feet.
- LOL OMG clothes. All clothes I’ve tried from the main line fit really well. LOL OMG Tweens however is a different story. Some skirts will fit but will be incredibly short. The belts, chokers and bracelets also fit perfectly. Not the shoes, certain earrings nor the headbands though. Some earrings I’ve found are too thick to fit without having to widen the ear holes.
- Creatable World, though with caveats. The tops are a bit too long for G3 torsos and the bottoms do fit but it can be a struggle on Draculaura and Cleo. It took me a pretty long while to pull Creatable World shorts over Drac’s butt but when I did manage it though, they looked great. The glasses and hats fit really well too.
- Rainbow High but also with some caveats. Tops are too loose. The bottoms, socks and shoes however, fit wonderfully in my experience. The tops will probably fit Abbey much better! Earrings are a no go, too big and can damage the plastic of G3 ears in my experience but other people have managed to make em fit so your mileage may vary. RH Junior clothes are a good fit but not the shoes, too small.
- Barbie short skirts. Again, a bit of a struggle but old 90’s skirts did eventually fit, albeit tightly on Draculaura. I suspect the curvy Barbie bottoms would probably work a lot better on her. Stretchy leggings and socks did fit well at least but were a bit loose on dolls like Clawdeen and Frankie.
- Disney Princess clothes and shoes with some caveats. Some of the princesses’ clothes have torsos too long to be a perfect fit but many others do fit really well. The shoes have soft plastic, which means G3 feet fit in them but just be gentle when inserting them so as to not damage the shoes. For more info, check out this post and the notes to it.
- G1 Monster High cropped tops. The top that comes with G1 Clawdeen’s bathing suit fits G3 Draculaura really well. Other tops have too long torsos and skirts so far have been a lost cause. Bathing suits can fit G3 Cleo but with some effort. G1 boots can fit by heating them with a dryer first but I don’t know how safe that is.
- Mermaid High (credit to tumblr user @merrym1nt for this info!). Clothes fit all 3 G3 bodies with some slight caveats. Like with LOL Tweens, skirts seem to ride up Draculaura’s waist so they’re likely to look pretty short on her. The shoes are too small but the plastic is soft enough to fit on G3 feet anyway. To get an example of how the clothes fit, there’s pictures on merrym1nt’s tumblr.
- Ever After High clothes fit most G3s pretty well. A bit too tight on Draculaura but surprisingly not too bad most of the time! Tights have been a no go on Drac and Cleo in my experience, though. Shoes and boots can fit using the hair dryer method but again, not sure how safe this is so experiment at your own risk.
- Calico Critters tops (credit to @mmoonside for this info!). The tops fit the main G3 body type but likely wouldn’t fit on Cleo or Draculaura. Shorts will go up on the core body type dolls but won’t close in the back. To get an example of how the clothes fit, here’s some pictures of mmoonside’s Lagoona modeling the tops.
- Wild Hearts Crew although the clothes and boots fit, there’s sadly not much to choose from :(
- Descendants clothes and shoes all fit most of the current dolls (probs won’t fit Abbey though)! The shoes are also often reused in some of the Disney Princess dolls but with different colors (Descendants shoes have darker colors for their villain kids while Disney Princess shoes aside from Frozen’s Anna tend to be more colorful).
- DC Super Hero Girls with caveats. Clothes fit well on dolls with the main body type (Frankie, Clawdeen, Lagoona and etc) but can be kinda wonky on Cleo and not great on Draculaura.
Pls feel free to add more to this post!
His whole reason to keep on fighting and living is back and is safe…I’m unwell…
海水浴だよ~ ※女体化
Hunter knew the moment he tripped during training that they would never let him live it down.
But THIS he could not have guessed at.
...
Nor what came later.
(too much fun was had with this challenge)
Earl of the Phantomhive-Joestar Clone Household & Pregnant Hunter Connoisseur ❤️🇧🇷✨
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