My Twitter has been disabled. I don't know why; I haven't violated any TOS. I'm really hoping it's a bot misinterpreting something, and it will be reinstated soon. Cross your fingers, toes, and testicles for me, please!
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I got glazed like a donut yesterday!
I had LOTS of fun filming a maid and a nun clip before succumbing to my hunger and eating copious amounts of pasta 😝
Excited to show you all the results!
CyberEevee 2077
In a world where cybernetic dreams and neon fantasies intertwined, there existed a realm known as Pinktopia. Within this vibrant, pink and fluffy cyberpunk universe, a woman named Eevee stood out amidst the chaotic backdrop. Clad in a unique ensemble of white and pink rubber, with goggles perched atop her head, she radiated an aura of adventure and curiosity.
Eevee possessed an insatiable wanderlust that propelled her through the sprawling cityscapes and bustling streets. With each step she took, the rubber of her outfit squeaked, adding a whimsical melody to her every movement. She was a juxtaposition of innocence and grit, ready to explore the hidden secrets that lurked beneath the neon glow.
Yet, Eevee had an unconventional quirk that puzzled those who crossed her path. When approached by people eager to discuss the latest news and events, she would respond in an unexpected manner. Without hesitation, she would gently sit on them, silencing their words and extinguishing their chatter. It was her peculiar way of asserting her desire for a quieter, more introspective connection with the world around her.
As Eevee embarked on her adventures through the vibrant metropolis, her unorthodox approach to communication led her to encounter a diverse array of characters. Some were intrigued by her enigmatic nature, while others were taken aback by her unconventional behavior. Regardless, she remained steadfast in her pursuit of exploration, undeterred by societal norms or the opinions of others.
In Pinktopia, where the line between reality and imagination blurred, Eevee's rubber-clad presence became a symbol of whimsy and defiance. She danced through the pulsating streets, embracing the spirit of the cyberpunk world she inhabited. With her rubber armor and goggles as her companions, Eevee navigated the pink and fluffy cyberpunk universe, driven by her insatiable thirst for adventure and her quirky penchant for silencing the noise of the news.
This super hot scene with @miss.viktoria.quinn can be found in your inbox now!
Pretty sure this is the first g/g strap-on scene I've ever posted!!
Enjoy ;)
Lady Vader
In the depths of a galaxy consumed by darkness, there emerged an imposing figure known as Lady Vader. Clad in a sleek black helmet, a long coat of shimmering ebony cascading behind her, and high-heeled boots that resonated with each deliberate stride, she exuded an aura of formidable authority. Her presence alone commanded attention, while her red lightsabre, ignited with Sith fury, served as a deadly extension of her will.
Lady Vader moved with a calculated grace that defied her intimidating appearance. The echoing sound of her boots reverberated through the corridors, evoking both fear and awe in those who crossed her path. With her concealed lightsabre concealed within her reach, she wielded elegance and lethal precision, ensuring her enemies met their demise before they could fully comprehend the depth of their peril.
The long, flowing coat billowed behind her like a dark shadow, leaving a trail of mystery and intrigue in her wake. As she navigated the darkest corners of the galaxy, her presence struck apprehension into the hearts of its inhabitants. Lady Vader's formidable attire, coupled with her unconventional lightsabre, became a symbol of terror and uncertainty, reminding all who beheld her that the Sith's power knew no bounds.
Yet, behind the imposing exterior of Lady Vader, there existed a clandestine agenda. Concealed within the depths of her helmet was a plotting smirk, hinting at the malevolent schemes she was conjuring. Her eyes glinted with a dark determination that spoke of her insidious intentions. As she relentlessly pursued power, the resounding echo of her high-heeled boots served as a haunting prelude to the chaos she aimed to unleash upon the galaxy. Within the enigmatic Lady Vader, a storm of wicked plots brewed, poised to reshape the very fabric of the universe according to her malevolent will.
Want to feel my wrath?!
I am currently on a boat trip and I just passed the little private beach I filmed this fun clip on a few years ago!
Hot B/G scene filmed for personal fun, but it seems cruel to deprive you all! And I'm giving it away for $15 for the next 24 hours!!
Check your inbox!
Boots on the Ground
In a realm where the air was toxic and inhospitable, a giantess named Eevee strode with grace, her red, heeled boots leaving a resounding echo in their wake. The atmosphere was unbreathable to her, necessitating the mask she wore, allowing her to defy the deadly nature of the land she traversed. As Giantess Eevee moved through the barren landscape, the tiny inhabitants scurried in fear, their minuscule existence vulnerable to her colossal presence.
With each step, the sound of her high heeled boots reverberated through the land like thunderclaps. The rhythmic clacking created a symphony of power, a testament to her indomitable spirit. The tiny creatures, trembling in her shadow, marvelled at the red, shiny boots that adorned her feet. They glimmered like polished rubies, reflecting the bleakness of their surroundings, yet radiating an aura of strength and resilience.
Though the tiny inhabitants cowered, Giantess Eevee remained unbothered by their fear. Her intentions were not malicious, for she held a profound sense of guardianship toward them. While they saw her as a towering menace, she viewed herself as a protector of the fragile ecosystem that existed within the land. Her boots, symbols of her power and determination, were a reminder of her responsibility to preserve the delicate balance of life.
Giantess Eevee, in her towering, heeled boots, masked against the hostile atmosphere, moved with purpose and conviction. The dichotomy between her colossal presence and the tiny inhabitants highlighted the inherent complexities of coexistence. As she forged her path, the sound of her boots echoed a paradoxical symphony, a blend of awe-inspiring might and gentle guardianship. And though the tiny creatures trembled, deep within their hearts, they recognized the untamed beauty and unwavering resolve embodied by Giantess Eevee and her magnificent red, shiny boots.
Would you tremble? Or would you welcome your giant, shiny overlord?
You'll find this in your inbox NOW!
Both my sub and I are fully Latex clad as I lay him down and sit on his face, letting him enjoy my shiny, rubber ass!
The Fantasy Huffer
A long, long time ago, but somehow also in the future, life was no longer limited by the boundaries of the physical world. Thanks to incredible technological advancements, people were able to experience a new kind of reality - one where they could breathe in their fantasies and live them out in full.
It all started with a small device: "The Fantasy Huffer". With just a few breaths of the specialized gas that it released, the user could enter a fully immersive, hyper-realistic world of their choosing. From wild adventures in space to epic battles with mythical beasts, the possibilities were endless.
Of course, people soon found ways to “hack” the contraption, modifying it to produce the most sordid and filthy fetish fantasy experiences. From assgasms to gagging on cock, The Fantasy Huffer allowed even the shyest and most reserved users to live out their naughtiest fantasies.
At first, The Fantasy Huffer was seen as a mere novelty, a new form of entertainment for the wealthy elite. But as the technology advanced and became more widely available, it soon became an integral part of everyday life.
People would gather together in groups to share their fantasies, breathing in the gas together and exploring the depths of their imaginations. Some would create entire worlds, complete with intricate storylines and detailed characters. Others would simply enjoy the thrill of experiencing the impossible, testing the limits of their own creativity and ingenuity.
For many, the Fantasy Huffer became a way of life, a chance to escape the monotony of the everyday world and explore new horizons of possibility. Some even became addicted, unable to imagine life without the constant rush of adrenaline that came with each new fantasy.
But as with any new technology, there were those who warned of the dangers. Some feared that the line between fantasy and reality would become blurred, that people would become lost in their own illusions and forget the world around them. Others worried that the Fantasy Huffer would be used for nefarious purposes, allowing those in power to manipulate the masses with ease.
Despite the concerns, however, the Fantasy Huffer remained a popular and enduring part of the futuristic world. For those who used it responsibly, it offered a chance to explore the limits of their own imagination and to experience a reality that was truly beyond their wildest dreams.
Who spotted my Family Guy reference?
What fantasy would you inhale from The Fantasy Huffer? DM me - I want to know ;)
The Architect
As the futuristic architect works to design the storylines that will shape the lives of her people, she moves with a graceful fluidity that is almost like a dance. With each gesture, she brings a new aspect of the narrative to life, and with each step, she solidifies the path that her characters will take.
Her rubber outfit, designed to move with her every motion, allows her to express herself freely without restriction. As she creates new scenarios, she twists and turns, her hands moving almost like a conductor's as she orchestrates the storylines of her characters.
Each movement is precise and deliberate, as she crafts intricate plotlines that will determine the course of her people's lives. With each flourish, she adds a new dimension to the narrative, building upon the foundation she has already established.
As she works, the architect becomes lost in her creation, the world around her fading away as she immerses herself in the story. She is a master storyteller, her every move imbued with the power to shape the destiny of her people.
Despite the enormity of her task, the architect remains calm and focused, confident in her abilities and driven by a passion for her craft. She knows that the stories she creates will have a profound impact on the lives of those around her, and she is committed to ensuring that those stories are as compelling and engaging as possible.
In this futuristic world, the architect is a visionary, a master storyteller who holds the power to shape the destiny of her people. And as she stands there, lost in thought, one can only imagine the incredible worlds she is creating in her mind.
And so she dances, moving with a grace and fluidity that speaks to her mastery of the craft. Each gesture, each step, is a carefully choreographed part of a larger whole, a story that will ultimately shape the lives of those around her.
(It's basically like I'm LadyGod, or playing the Sims...samesame. Would you like me to hold your puppet strings? What would you like me to make you do?)
