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“average person eats 3 spiders a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

Damn sounds heavy. Would you like someone to hold that for you queen?

psa that apparently condoms aren't supposed to be like. physically painful to put on, nor should they cut off all blood flow to your clit. if that's the case... magnums are actually really great and not as ostentatious as they are portrayed to be. i have learned a lot about myself this week ;-;

*slaps roof of tgirl* this baby can- oh… this baby can unexpectedly moan i guess

I'd like to craft a control collar.

I'd start with an ordinary pretty collar, and then I'd start attaching triggers to it: you can't take it off on your own, when wearing it you must obey direct orders, and so on.

The cumulative effect would be for the collar to turn you into a subby, owned pet.

And of course, I could force you to wear it. I could hypnotize you and make you put it on, or I could just hold you down, strap it around your pretty neck, and watch all the defiance leave your eyes.

And sure, maybe I'd do that every so often.

But what if instead I just put it on the table next to you. You'd know exactly what it did. You'd know it would take your thoughts away, it would turn you into a horny toy... when you wear that collar, you aren't really a person anymore. I wouldn't force you to put it on. All I would do is tease you, flirt with you a bit. The collar is right there.

And soon enough, you'd be wearing the collar and kneeling expectantly, waiting for an order to serve. Because deep in your soul, you want to be owned.

You had downloaded the game because everyone was talking about it. Supposedly it was addicting and challenging, the perfect combo. So you opened it up on your phone after a few minutes and clicked the play button.

And nothing. Just a blank screen with nothing on it. You waited. And waited. And waited. Until finally a quick red circle appeared then disappeared.

“Loser. Try again?”

You sat there stunned. Was that the game? Quickly tap the button? You could definitely beat this. You clicked the play button and waited. Ready to start. You slowed your breathing. Focused entirely on it. Not blinking when suddenly, the red circle appeared. You tapped it furiously and were rewarded with a bright flash and the words “Level 2”.

You celebrated quickly. Ready for the next level. The circle appeared quickly this time. You tapped it. Rewarded with the same bright flash. You felt excitement build within you. This was fun. And you were getting good at it.

One by one the levels came and went. You hadn’t even noticed the circle lingering on screen longer and longer, the levels taking you longer to complete. All you became aware of was focusing intently, tapping the red circle, and winning the game.

Your breathing slowed as the victory screen flashed. The bright light burning the word Relax deep into your brain. Your body slumped forward on the couch. Your arms falling into your lap. You waited for the red circle to appear. It did. Your finger moving in slow motion to tap it. Pressing down firmly on it.

The bright light flashed burning the word Blank deep into your brain. All thoughts drifted away. Your mind growing sluggish only the red button that needed pushing remaining as a lonely thought.

The bright light flashed burning the word Obey deep into your brain. You could see the button and moved to press it. It slowly disappeared, drowning into a deep red spiral that filled the screen. You found yourself falling, pulled by your thumb, drifting down into the screen. Words flashed. Burning into your brain. Time disappeared entirely as the darkness swallowed you whole.

“Loser. Try Again?”

You blinked looking at the words. The light outside your window was gone. Hours wasted playing the game. You closed the app, surprised at how addicting it was. You’d have to play again though. You had to win. You weren’t the kind of person to give up. Especially at a game that fun.

Maybe if you beat it you’d even consider getting a red button tattoo. A big button that someone could press. Your mind began to drift away at the thought. Of a big red button. Connected to your brain. That would make everything go away.

Slowly you began to open the app without even thinking.

Very evocative

"why don't you use card sleeves" because a fundamental part of my MTG game is psychological warfare. I have 0 interest in maintaining the value of my cards, i'm not concerned with their condition as long as they're playable, so when i get new ones i bend and stretch them to hell until the paper stock is well broken in, well enough that i can take all 80-odd cards and do a full-side riffle and bridge. I'll lock eyes with you across the table as I split my deck in half, and i will smile pleasantly, innocently, almost vacuously as I riffle the halves together in my hand, before I bend that shit back into a bridge and let the waterfall cascade down into my palms before I true them up and hit them with the old one-handed cut before plopping them in front of you. This is a card game girl, I'm not playing with collectable trinkets. I'll break you harder then i broke in my new phyrexia deck. I'll pin you down and bend your back 'till you damn near snap, before i crush you into the fucking sheets and let my toxins seep inside you. yeah, no, if you need to go jack off in the bathroom you'll have to forfeit.

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The Susceptibility Test of Doom.

This was written as a punishment-cum-challenge as a result of a terrible, terrible pun I said online somewhere. My cohort in this punishment, @fayvie may-or may not- record this and put it out somewhere online. If only there was some way to put pressure on her….. 

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