Cat Cafe But Instead Of Cats They Have Autistic Trans Catgirls To Cuddle With

It’s their greatest invention as of yet

i’m about to give oral to this tgirl but honestly having my face nuzzled up against her dick and balls and bush feels so nice i kinda just wanna stay like this forever.

Something something the visceral horror GLaDOS must feel after watching Chell for so long, only for her test subject to literally go off the rails and disappear inside of her.

It's such a fantastic reversal of power! In an instant, it changes the genre from Chell's psychological nightmare into Glados's body horror.

This whole time Glados has been creating a psychosexual connection to her lab rat, and now that rat worms its way through her body in a way she can't track.

There's almost an intimacy about the rooms Chell solves being specifically tailored for her to see. They're a dishonest facade, until Chell escapes from the predetermined path and sees what Glados truly is/looks like, and ventures all the way to the heart of her, stripping her bare.

"What if you were a massive mechanical complex and I skittered through your insides and climbed into the heart of your most private and vital organs? And we were both women?"

This too, is Yuri

two perfect things in this world

1. burger :3

2. girlcock from a musky girl who is hell bent on filling me with her yummy cum!!!!

i have 1, just need to find my 2! <3

...obsession problems??? i dont have problems with obsessing. im amazing at it, actually.

they should serve eggnog year round as a controversial milk

like a parasite, you're the only warmth that nurtures me

like a parasite, I want to crawl beneath your delicate skin

like a parasite, it physically hurts when I can't be with you

like a parasite, I want to fester and feed from the insides

like a parasite, I will leech on your vitality and craves more

like a parasite, your existence is my needed sustenance

like a parasite, my hunger for you is eternally insatiable

like a parasite, I'll cling on and consume your everything

like a parasite, I cannot survive on my own without you

like a parasite, I will follow you to the grave, my dear host

stop asking how you’re supposed to impregnate a transfem when they don’t have a pussy. you have to utilize the spiritual pussy, the pussy of the mind. you must delve into the aether in search of the primordial pussy that lives within us all.

I would watch you as you sleep, my darling, my fingers tracing the vulnerable curve of your throat. I could take everything from you in a heartbeat, yet I choose not to. Instead, I linger, my presence a silent threat, a reminder of the hold I have over you. And when you awaken, my gaze still upon you, you would know that your every breath is a gift I have allowed you, a mercy granted by my unyielding love.