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Welcome to my page! I'm a writer, artist, aspiring game designer and a furry!
Other accounts:
Non-kink writing: @Bounds-Desk
Private AD: @Bounds-Bedroom-AD (trusted folk only)
Find me at:
https://bsky.app/profile/constellation.bsky.social
Waking up on the shelf in a grocery store. Feeling yourself be grabbed and bought. Used in meal prep, every part of the experience exhilarating. And finally relishing going into their steamy maw, chewed up into their sustenance, and finally sent down into their depths to fuel them...
A transformation so perfect, that being used for your purpose as a sauce or seasoning is bliss. From the moment of being poured into a pan or bowl, to being served and devoured... it's your purpose, and it feels amazing.
...And it's what should happen to a cat, with only a bit dribbled on one's lip remaining, to be either dabbed off with a napkin, licked up, or possibly turned back... ...If they know it's me.
Certainly makes a meal more pleasurable with the knowledge that it's been entirely crafted from people I know. X3
Thanking me for the sauce, not because it was a gift but because you turned me into it...
What an experience that would be for a sapient sauce, in so many places at once and experiencing all the touches and textures of lips and tongues and teeth. When the host is going around to dab up what remains of you, only you know of that much more lost mass when a guest unknowingly takes another bite just a bit too soon~
Shared among a number of friends, passed through lips and over tongues and teeth of all variety. So many sensations all at once, to be experienced in an overwhelming cacophony of sights, scents, and touches.
So much consumed, where every bite reduces my remaining mass, and the party’s host has to turn me back from what’s dried on used napkins… far smaller than I started.
It’s safe to say I’m slightly enamored with the idea at the moment. 💦