Silver Screen's Kinktober 2023

by Silver_Screen (ao3)

Chapter 1: Day 1: Bubblegum and Latex

"You know, it is rather funny", Princess Bubblegum said as she admired her new dress in the mirror. A deep and wide cleavage held her bulging breasts at bay, as the shiny pink material stretched down her body. Past her butt, the dress split into 4 strings that looked like garters, before widening again into a pair of high-heeled, thigh-high boots. Her arms were adorned by smooth gloves of the same Material. Everywhere a piece of skin was shown between the "fabric", mostly her thighs and bum, it squished against the tight, pink material, bulging out from how soft her bubblegum body really was.

"This dress is practically made from the same candy matter as me. So in a sense, I am technically still naked!"

Chapter 2: Day 2: Yang and Titfucking

"So? How are they? I know you love them so don't lie!", Yang chuckled as her strong arms kept lifting her heavy tits up and down Junior's cock. After the club's curfew, the mobster had her stay to work off her growing tab. He had wanted her to swing the mop to clean up all the body fluids in thr club, but Yang gladly offered to work another stick. She loved the look on his face as she pulled her tubetop down, making her chest bounce for the club owner. Some moments of consideration and introspection later, she was down on her knees in one of his booths.

Junior himself couldn't hold his grunts back. How could her tit be so perky, but soft to squeeze? His dick shot a load of precum out at Yang's chin, to which the blonde simply laughed harder. "It's good, blondie", he tried to sound stoic, but his dick squirmed inside her cleavage.

"Good enough to be worth a few lousy cocktails right?", Yang mused,just before she increased the speed of her tits.

"My cocktails aren't lou- OOF!" Junior caught his composure again with a puff of air, beginning to pant at the unexpected change of pace. Yang relished it. She could feel his balls churn and swell against her stomach. It had her biting her lip as she giggled a moan, eager for his load to paint her face and tits white. And for getting to walk away while he had to clean it.

Chapter 3: Day 3: Dipcifica and Hate Fucking

"I said, YOU WILL NOT!", Dipper yelled out. His brow furrowed in fury at Pacifica while his hand clenched. His teeth showed in an angry frown. If looks could kill, Pacifica would have been riddled with daggers as she bounced in a familiar knitted sweater.

"Oh, come on, BRO! You wouldn't keep your SISTER from having some fun, right?!", Pacifica teased him further. She was clad entirely in Mabel's clothes, from the hairband, to the flashy sweater, to the skirt his twin preferred wearing. The blonde had even gone so far as to get fake braces, flashing them in a smug grin at the male Pines Twin, hands juggling her tits at him. The resemblance was remarkable, only way to tell them apart now was their hair, something Pacifica wouldn't let anyone mess with, even for this bit. "I know, how about I give you some 'fun times' first? I let any guy fuck me already so you're no different! You want your sister to fuck your big dick with her enormous tits?", Pacifica teased him more with her fake lisp. She flipped her skirt up, flashing her thicc, bare ass at Dipper, unaware how close she got to his breaking point. "Or maybe you wanna rail her... ass?"

Lost in her performance, Pacifica didn't notice Dipper close the distance, until it was too late. Dipper had already pinned her to the wall, before he started literally tearing Mabel's clothes off of the bitchy blonde. Even Pacifica got a little scared at the intensity, feeling her body covered in tattered clothes while she couldn't fight back. "Apologize, bitch!", he yelled at her as his hand crashed down on her plump cheek. The resulting ripples were accompanied by a loud shriek as he brutally yanked her hair back.

Pacifica grit her teeth through the pain, closing an eye shut, before her pained grimace shifted to a naughty grin. "For what, Dipshit? Kinda proving my point, aren't you?", she spat back at him, giving him the finger until another yank forced her onto the floor. Looking up at the ceiling, she saw Dipper's face was cast in shadow as his hands found her throat, squeezing tight. The bitchy blonde kept on laughing as well as she could while getting choked and fucked, her legs wrapped around his back to keep his dick burried deep in her core.

Chapter 4: Day 4: Velma, Daphne and Prostitution

"Yeah, give it to her nice and hard. Told you she'd be worth every buck! I would be too, you know~", Velma mused while she counted out the bills. The light in the alley was dim, but she could still make out Daphne's hunched over form clutching the dumpster she was railed against. "Seems like we finally got enough!", the nerdy girl cheered as she watched Daphne's tits swing with every thrust of the brute behind her.

"Damn, finally! Why is your fat ass so much more expensive than my cute bubble butt?", Daphne whined between her moans growing louder and harder to contain from the guy's dick ramming against her womb. Her purple dress was scrunched in her midsection, freeing both her holes and chest.

"You just said it yourself, my PHAT ass! Double the size, double the prize!", Velma boasted, lifting her skirt to show off her massive globes. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the guy's stare. "But I think our friend here, and his wallet, are more than big enough to take us both on, right?"

Chapter 5: Day 5: Penny, Sun, Yang, Nora and Sweat

"So Penny, hot enough for you?", Sun asked after he was done with his training, ruffling his hair dry with a towel. Working out shirtless wasn't new to him, but this time marked the first he was asked to be watched doing it. One look at Penny and he could see why she wanted to. Squirming in her seat, Penny bit her lip hard while her she rubbed her pussy against her hand. The whole gym was filled with the musky smell of sweat, invading her nose and fogging up her processors. "Just look at her, Yang!", Sun told his gym partner as he went over to the redhead. Up close, his bulging muscles seemed to glisten even more. Though, Penny barely had any processing power to spare as Sun pulled the sitting girl's face into his crotch, his dick bulge squished against Penny's cheek.

"The little doll's gotten all flustered watching up sweat and drip. Though, honestly, I can't wait until I'm out of these soaked shorts!", Yang added as she stepped up on Penny's other side. The robots eyes darted towards her crotch. As they met Yang's cameltoe, Penny‘s jaw went slack. Her system was starting to overheat and her emergency programming had her panting like a dog to increase air flow. Sandwiched between a sweat–stinking penis and pussy, just below their gorgous abs, muscles bulging and flexing… Penny had to disengage fast before–

„Heyy guys, what‘s up? Is Penny horny again?“, rang from across the room from another redhead. Nora had been working out since morning, absolutely drenched in sweat. Penny‘s alerms flared up, but to no use. The electrifying redhead had already joined the circle around her robotic friend and shoved her ass right on her face. Penis, pussy and posterior. The holy trifecta had surrounded Penny and bombarded the redhead with the musky, sour-salty odor of their hard work. The femdroid could only snort the scent vulgarly and lap at Nora‘s covered pussy while her systems shut down from overheating, steam billowing over her reddened face.

Chapter 6: Day 7: Makoto Stuck in Wall

"... Where did he go..?", Makoto wondered, her eyes widened with shock as she took a turn around the school library shelf. She had kept her eyes on Amamiya the entire time. We went around that very corner, into a dead end... and he was gone. Makoto dropped her magazine cover. How did he do it, where was he?

She looked around frantically, up, down, left, right, fully around, until her eyes spotted a lack of books in one of the shelves. A suspicious hole in the school's collection. "Could he have gone through here?", Nijima contemplated as she bent down and squeezed her body through herself. Theoretically, it was possible for someone with his build. Not so much for someone with her build though. "Oh no..!" Try as she might, the Student Council President's wide, womanly hips had gotten her stuck, with no way forward or back. And just as she was relaxing her body to think of a way out, a pair of hands appeared at her backside.

Only the fact that this was a library held back the President's scream of shock as that pair of hands flipped her skirt up and rolled her black pantshose over her embarrassingly big butt. "H-hey, stop that! I know Aikido, you know!! That better not be you, Amamiya!!!", Makito tried to sound touch, but her scarlet face showed her fluster clear as day. Not that her groper could see it when he clapped his hands on Makoto's childbearing hips.

A moan did escape the prude of a president when she felt the heat of a dick smack down between her cheeks. The shame she felt over how wet the situation had her, only made this mess worse when that dick finally entered her wet core, scraping out her insides with what felt like a dick ghe size of a soda can. Though that was probably her inexperidnced imagination. "Be quiet, this is a library...", she resisted weakly as she resigned herself to her fate. At least it felt good... really good, she throught as whimpers escaped her, followed by quite the loud moan when her attacker drowned her womb in his jizz. The last few ropes painted her ass cheeks in streaks of white.

"Thank you for cleaning up", Makoto thanked the mystery person in resignation, feeling the wet paper tissue glide over her ass skin and pussy. And as quickly as they appeared, they disappeared just as fast. Makoto only spotted Amamiya again when he emerged from behind another shelf on the other side of the room, leaving without as much as looking in her direction. Only two thoughts occupied Miss President's mind that moment. "How did he do that?" And "I am going to get him, for sure! Next time."

Chapter 7: Day 8: Pinkie, Carrot Cake and Breeding

"HhhAAAH! MR CAKE, aren't the two you have already enough?", Pinkie moaned out loud as she felt her boss and landlord drive his dick into her sopping, unprotected pussy. Still, a naughty smile flashed over her face on that table in the shop, as her legs wrapped around his back tight. Even if he wanted to, her grip would not let him free. Not that he did of course.

"You're 9 months behind your rent, Pinkie! You know that!", the baker scolded his tenant, squeezing her tit hard, just enough to lure out another moan from the pink girl. His other hand sunk into the depths of her pink locks, grabbing on tight to reel her head back and draw a sharp his that only nake her cunt clench up more. "So you're going to put in 9 months' work! Don't act like you can't handle it with your lewd body!", Carrot Cake scolded her more, slapping her fat ass and wide hips as his pace quickened.

"You naughty boss. Wait till your wife hears of this~", Pinkie moaned out in pleasure, biting down on her own nipple as that sentence seemed to drive the man over the edge. His balls churned, butt flexed as he flooded Pinkie's womb with his seed, which it gladly slurped up, every last drop. Pinkie couldn't tell if she was pregnant yet, but by Celestia, she hoped he'd try again. And again. And again.

Chapter 8: Day 9: Starfire, Beast Boy and Glory Holes

Starfire was so elated to have the evening off at the tower. There was an activity she had been dying to experience for herself, harvesting glory from holes. Despite her time on Earth, there was still so much strangeness she had yet to witness. Well, she hadn't been much in the district of red light before either. Thank goodness friends Beast Boy and Raven told her how to dress.

Starfire's usual crop top was cut even shorter to make sure it wasn't covering her breasts. Instead, purple nets for fishing supported them. Underneath, two star shaped adhesive covering her plump nipples, if barely. Her usual skirt was short enough, they said, now leading down to more fish nets with a pair of garters, and ultimately ending in a pair of high heals that made Starfire so excited to strut in.

Her friends even made sure to tell her where the holes of glory could be found. The manager was kind enough to lead her inside the booth. Black walls seperated the stalls before a padded, red wall in the back. There was even a stool for sitting in between. Now she only had to wait until she could harvest the glory. The thought occurred to her that she did not know entirely what that meant. Though, she did not have much time to mull it over, as her first costumer already appeared. A cute, green-skinned 10-inch cock peered through the hole in the wall. Starfire paid no mind to the abnormal skin color. She was too fixated on the large shaft and the dark-green crown it was adorned with.

"Oh, I've seen these. I know what to do!", Startfire beamed as she extended her hand to the shaft to stroke it, skin sliding off and on the big head while she kissed it passionately. Star hugged the dick close to her chest, tongue swirling around the tip as she made out with it with vigor. Moments later, she was bobbing her head up and down, taking an inch more each time to fill her mouth and throat more. Within seconds, Starfire was already going head to base each stroke. Spit and drool flew off her full lips with each pump of her head, drenching her swinging tits underneath. She could hear the grunting moans from the other side of the divider, taking it as a sign that she was doing exceptionally well. After a while, Star decided to stay down at the base. Her nose took in all of the manly musk accumulated in her client's crotch hair. The glorious scent was enought to make her feel light-headed. Still, she did not waver in her quest for glory, as her bulging throat kept working its muscles to please and massage this magnificent dick.

She could feel the client begin to twitch and churn and figured it was almost time to finish it. Though, although she could breathe just fine a moment ago, suddenly, her throat was completely blocked, stretching out much further than just a moment ago. Starfire felt as it she had swallowed too much food at once, and now it was traveling all the ay down her throat at once. All her protests and cries for helf were muffled by something other than the cute 10-incher she was working on just a moment ago. This was bigger, fatter, more intense and stretching all the way down to her stomach. When it began to spasm, her entire body rocked with it, her stomach filling up with what had to be hot spunk with each twitch. Desperate for air and eyes wide open, Starfire pushed herself off the wall, way further than ten inches, until she toppled over backwards. Now sprawled out on her back, she was at the cock's mercy, thick strands of white coating her body and cumbloated belly as she drooled a mix of spit and cum all over her face and tits. Looking back at the wall, she found a green horsecock, still leaking and twitching, glistening in her salva as it slowly calmed down.

"That was quite the unfair attack from you!", she told the cock, as if there was nobody behind the wall it could be attached to. "As punishment, you shall stay and help me train, so that I may better earn more glory at the holes. Understood?" The cock slowly stiffened back up again, twitching as if it was nodding a willful "Yes, ma'am!"

Chapter 9: Kinktober - Day 11: Momo, Mineta and Humiliation

"Come on, you can fit one more. Greedy bitch!", Mineta chuckled maliciously as he pulled yet another one of his grapes off his head. His scalp was close to bleeding at that point, but it was worth it to see Yaomomo before him on the floor. Never in her life would Momo have thought that the horny little goblin would actually score higher than her on a test. But now here she was, face down on the, admittedly clean, floor of a bathroom stall, with her butt raised up towards Mineta who was comfortably seated on top of the toilet. in the process of fulfilling her promise of 'doing whatever he wanted to with her'. "I wanted to shoot for 15, but I guess I'll be merciful and leave it at 13", he gloated as he watched Momo's asshole struggle to close around the last ball he had pushed so brutally into her guts. Now admiring his piece of art, meaty smacks of his hand hitting her ass meat rang around the empty bathroom. Each smack only made it harder for the struggling heroine to keep it all in, the purple ball stretching her asshole more and more, inch by inch as it tried to evacuate.

Momo was left squirming and groaning, her hands clawing into her thicc ass meat to hold it open for him. She felt her guts stretching and contortung to fit his squishy orbs, letting out a moan of relief once her asshole finally closed around the purple intruder. Followed by a slight smirk of pride once she did it, a gesture so surprising, it was immediately replaced by overwhelming shame, yet her smile remained. Her asshole clenched once again as her expression soured. "Y-yes, mashter. Thank you for shtuffing thish lohowly cunt of a classh president." Momo couldn't get the words out without shivering. Those shameful words he made her say, yet still they sent shivers down to her spine right down to her sopping wet pussy.

"That's more like it. And now, so everyone curious knows who you belong to~", Mineta laughed as he uncapped a black marker, painting his signature on her thicc dumper. "Twerks for grapes!", "For Perverts only!", "Class Bitch" all joined his name as he filled as much space as he could. Momo could feel her nipples harden against the cold, tiled floor, biting her lip hard as her mouth drooled as much as her pussy, droplets from both streaming down to the ground. No matter how far she continued to fall, the pleasure just kept rising. I was just too good. Even the snaps and flashes of his phone immortalizing the moment only made her shiver in shame and delight. a wet, squelching from behind her did make her pause. He was jerking his meat to her this very moment. The realization alone made her squirt a little in a tiny, depraved orgasm. "Now, get up and smile for the camera. I want to jerk off to this later!"

On shaky limbs and breath, the class president barely made it into a squat, hearts filling her eyes as she finally gazed upon the full length of his ridiculously huge dick. Her rational mind was far too gone to question its size relative to his body. It only cared about it being the dick she was meant to serve belonging to the pervert who now owned her. The sight made her face light up, a joyous smile spreading from ear to ear as her tongue flopped out like a panting dog in heat. She presented her tits to the camera without even being ordered to. She just kept sinking deeper of her own volition, craving to be seen as nothing but a tool to empty this pervert's balls. "H-Hello, Master. Please keep jerking your cock to me. Empty your balls on your humiliation whore of a class rep!", Momo announced to the camera, forearms squishing her tits together while flashing peace signs. Her excitement reached its peak when she noticed Mineta stroking harder and faster, soon it wouldn't be much longer. "I'm just a recepticle for your spunk. Cover this cum toilet in your thicc jizz like she doesn't even deserve it!"

Momo unconsciously inched closer and closer to Mineta's thick cockhead, until her nose landed square on the tip, snorting the thick, vilurent musk that surrounded it, until it finally exploded in a geysir of pure white cum. The fallen class rep tipped over the edge hard, without even as much as her cunt getting touched. Just his hizz shooting up her nose and clogging her throat was enough for her juices to cover the floor in a violent squirt. Her muscles spasmed hard enough for her asshole to give way, shooting out Mineta's grapes one after the other like they were fired from a gun, a loud pop accompanying each, until Momo's asshole was left broken and gaping, with her laying splayed out on the floor. "Hehe, good job. Now shove those back up your ass and get to class. I gotta think of what to do with you after", the sadistic grape boy ordered his new pet, stomping his foot down on her gushing pussy.

"Yes, master~"

Chapter 10: La Brava, All Might and Size Difference

"Now then, Young Maiden, are you prepared?" All Might's voice echoed through his appartment like thunder, but Manami, dolled up and devoid of clothing, still couldn't quite catch what he was saying. Her mind was too preoccupied with what was going on right above her head. All Might... naked... All Might's naked dick, bare and standing proud with what looked like more feet and inches than even she had head to feet. Though, maybe that was her imagination. La Brava knew people tended to see her as small, but that hadn't been a conscious fact in her mind for quite a while. Now though, she felt like a mouse staring at an elephant's trunk.

"Uh... uh-huh...", was all the redhead could get out as her mind ran countless calculations at once. Manami simply stood there staring, heart-eyes shrunken to pinpricks while her mouth formed a silent "ohh". Her heart was beating hard enough to shake her body every now and then, before she was forcibly pulled out of her own mind when All Might picked her up by her pigtails, an act Izuku told him she was quite fond of.

"Then let us commence with your community service hours at once", the Top Hero announced proudly, his beefy hands guiding the tiny woman on his dick, so big and hard, her entire body weight didn't manage to bend it downwards, despite her literally sitting on it. Manami felt the heat radiating off it, his pulse as his heart pumped blood into his shaft, the small vibrations on her pussy that made her moan and ignore ghe very fact that this shouldn't be possible. That she should say something. That she should get out of there before All Might could push his enourmous cock head right between her-

"-...ahh-" Manami's cry was silent when that thick tip pushed its way into her pussy, gasping for air while ger lungs were still at full capacity. He was bulging out her stomach with only a fraction of its entire size. All Might was quite literally able to move her up and down on his shaft with just his right hand. The tiny woman was little more than a masturbation aid towards this adonis of a man, and she could do nothing but take it and love it. Gone was the thought of every load she milked from him taking an entire week off her probation. All that was left was the intense, twisted desire to be handled like a tiny fuck puppet, until she was bloated and leaking out of every hole.