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Even the phantom feeling of being fucked by his parents wasn't the real reason for his behavior: it was his body itself doing all of this to him. \n\nAs soon as the tip of the dildo touched his back entrance, it reacted directly to it, coupled by his indecent fantasies and made some very specific things happen: First, it secreted out a thick, viscous, creamy and white liquid, which was actually supposed to give an extended and enkindled euphoria to the one affected by it. However, because the cat is only doing it with a toy, he was getting targeted by it, no matter how much it tried in vain to give the ``toy'' some ``better feelings''. On the other side, his insides were responding as well as soon as it has gotten hold of the intruder: It was literally taking more and more of it deeper into him, making Curby almost fall onto it. However, this was making his mental images look like as if his parents were entering him on their own. \n\nHe already knew that his body wasn't as normal as it should be. He knew, however, that something wasn't right. Back then, before he knew about whom, what and why he could sense that there was something there. But shortly thereafter, he couldn't remember what had happened after that and how the feeling could ever stop. Only some time ago, when he saw the reason for everything, everything was getting clear to him now. But since that time, this being had been gone from his inner being completely. There he had experienced it fully: all the feelings that were withheld from him before. He didn't realize that and therefore went away. But since it was far too sudden and that he hadn't even said goodbye to his parents, he was being much more afraid of seeing them again, being mad at him. That?s why he stayed here and enjoyed his phantom joy through his imagination, where nothing like that can happen to him. \n\nIn the meantime, he didn't realize it, but he had managed to stuff the entire thing into his hungry bottom. It felt so good and full, even though he knew it wasn't the real deal. Even the bump that now extended his belly in front of him only made him turned on even more. He put his arms and hands onto it, stroking and embracing it as if he was just holding it deep inside of him. Nevertheless, that wasn't enough for him, because his interior, full of his own dripping cream, pulled more and more of his toy inside of him. He realized why he had been protected from these very feelings. However, it was still a blessing to be able to experience and live it out. He liked it. So much so, that he was even immediately doing it with it: he began to ride it. \n\nHe went up and down his LPD. He had done it many times before. Even though it wasn`t him who had done it with his parents, he made now knowingly and willingly doing it with the only part that he still had of them that he could enjoy. With his butt he was much more experienced and could do much more, which could be clearly seen on him. But almost always, when he wanted to go up on it, his interior took it with him, so he had to focus on releasing it to make his ``session'' neat and right. He kept on going higher and kept on pushing it deeper inside of him: First only a quarter, then half, then three-quarters and finally the entire length. He rode it all with great pleasure. \n\nBut as much as he wanted more, he just couldn't, as it was just his parent's normal size. Even though he was only half as good with his mouth and throat, he was at least twice as good with his butt. And as he was judging himself, he would certainly be able to stuff a twice as large LPD inside his back hole. He remembered that it had happened to him once before for a short period of time that his dad had gotten himself bigger. That?s exactly what happened behind him mentally. With each passing second, it was getting tighter and tighter inside of him, as if it really was getting bigger. That had more to do with the fact that his body wanted to re-enact his imagination, at least partially, by incredibly clenching his insides onto his LPD, creating a similar feeling inside of him. But since it could no longer move in and out of him, he had to help himself by putting pressure on his stomach, so that at least something could come out of him. \n\nIt went on like this, until his inside was slimy enough that he could ride it even in his clenched state. He kept on riding it up and down, faster and faster, getting himself wildered, moaning out loud and sensually. His imagination grew livelier as he grew obsessed over his own toy. He imagined that his parents would grab him and take him more and more savagely and empowering themselves on him. He was actually daydreaming, somehow hearing them groaning as loudly and clearly as he did. His memories took in all those sounds and gave it back to the cat, just to make his situation even better. That's what he wanted, to have them on him and vise versa like this: going all out and unhindered. \n\nHis body, caught in his own but still false euphoria, reacted exactly as he imagined them to behave. His asshole kept on swallowed his LPD more and more, deeper and deeper, while he came in two different places at the same time. For one thing, it was his penis that splashed decent amounts onto his bed while still keeping it hard. On the other hand it was also his butt, which sprayed out his special lubricant onto the imaginary cock of his parents, as if he wanted to give them back the same joy that he was getting through this whole ordeal here. But since it was only his toy, which he tried in vain to influence it, it just dripped down to it and onto his bed. He didn't care how many times it had happened that he had to change his sheets and blankets. As long as he enjoys it, he?ll do it over and over again. \n\nSlowly, his joy was gradually fading and he slumped down onto his bed. He realized what he had done countless of times on his bed and curled himself up. He knew that his parents, whom he longed for, could give him the right joy at any time and for as much as he pleases. It wasn't only their actions on him that made him go wild for them, but also their choice of words, their closeness and their true love for him. He also knew that he could come back to them at anytime. But he just couldn't do that. He wasn't only afraid of their reaction towards him suddenly leaving, whether they were angry or sad about it or not, but he was also being afraid of himself not being good enough to give them all of their love back to them they had given him the whole time before. And between his disappearance and now, enough time must have passed so that they are even being more ahead of him in terms of sexual prowess, giving him even more than he could ever give back. \n\nHe knew that he was being lonely without them. But at the same time he just wasn't quite ready to show himself to them again. And as long as he isn't, he will have to spend some more time with himself and his toy. And as long as he stays on his bed like this, all curled up inside a ball, but with his Lugia Penis Dildo still lingering and burying very deeply inside his butt lingering, he has at least something to cope with his current situation, giving him some of his wanted joy. This filling feeling deep inside of him together with this protruding bump on his stomach, he continues to portray himself the image of his parents in front of him in his head: Both smiling at him, instinctively knowing that one day he would return to them and being welcomed with open arms. It?s only a matter of time, when this day will come. Meanwhile, he fell asleep under his feelings and was looking forward to seeing his parents again inside his dreams.",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "It was afternoon and a silver-gray tomcat had just come home. Normally he would have come back from school in a good mood, but that wasn't the case. He looked quite exhausted that he just wanted to hastily and as quickly as possible get his things off him and literally threw himself onto his bed. He sighed, long and heavy. Somehow he had gotten himself a well below average day, as everything just didn't seem to be working as well as he wanted to: he was unexpectedly doing the majority of his tasks wrong, having sudden blackouts to questions he could have easily answered and no one was being there, with whom he would have liked to spend his break with. At home it was no different. He was now living all alone, even though he had a nice and great family, which he had now left for some strange reason. He didn't know why himself, but he was being too shamefaced to go back. And he had it so good with them as well:
His parents, who weren't his physical ones, but he was still regarding them as his, were the nicest and best parents he had ever had. There he had it warm, could even play some special games and generally had a good time with them. His daddy, part human, part Lugia and in the end part Dorumon, though more human than anything, was being quite nice and kind to him. He had had so much fun with him that he was now yearning for whenever he thought about something big. The same was true of his mommy, who was a very special Latias and especially loved him. He had even had a child with her, with whom he had spent even more time. But at some point he was hearing something from deep inside of him, advising him to get away from them as soon as possible. Even if he didn't want it, he had to, otherwise it just wouldn't stop. Now he was being here, alone in his own apartment, all alone and without his very loving parents.
But he still had one thing he could take away from his old home. It was a gift from his parents and the only thing he could have that will remind him of them. He knew he still had it. He even knew where he had stored it. It was always being very close to him, ready at hand when things get tough: right under his bed, on which he is being right now. This time his yearning seemed to be at an all time high, making him need it way more urgently than ever before. He got up, went off and to his bed and bent himself down. He didn't have to reach that far under his bed to take his most valuable possession. However, it was still big and heavy that he needed his two arms to carry it. Actually, it wasn't that hard at all for him, but his current mood almost made it seem like that.
Now holding it in his hands, he sat himself down on his bed again. This time, his mood increased by a little bit, as he was now holding the precious object of his desires in his paws, granting and preventing him the one or the other sleepless night. He slid himself forward a little further to position himself a little bit better for it. It was big, literally towering in front of him, gradually giving him more and happier memories of his parents the longer he kept looking at it. It was a proud meter tall and just as thick as he was used to. It was the likeness of what he could play in real form countless times with his parents. A smile spread across his face as he pronounced the name of his very personal and only toy: "LPD - Lugia Penis Dildo".
He put his paws onto it and paced himself all over it. He knew its form inside out: The lower part, where it was the thickest and even the best for him, the top part, where it was the thinnest, but also being so mouth-filling, the overwhelming but wonderful length, giving him two types of feelings of fulfillment at once, the subtle bumpiness, making it just as genuine as the real deal, the feeling of it, making it just as wobbly, thick and resistant as it always had been. Although it was of exceptional quality, it still wasn't as great as the real thing from his parents. Theirs just had some more details that he loved as well, but couldn't be relived on his own toy: The moisture, signaling their enjoyment as he was working on them, the smell, giving him this sensational arousal of bliss for him and only him, their movements, whenever he is stimulating them exceptionally better that they had anticipated, making them throb and or even go against his own movements, meeting him halfway and giving him one thing he craved the most of them all: their tasty and thirst-quenching cum. He couldn't get all of those nice things, but at least he got something.
The longer he deals with his big dildo, the more he gets involved with it. Not only did his paws rise and fall more and more onto it, but he began to hold it in his arms. He sighed in a rather pleasant tone. So many great and wonderful memories came to him that made him all the wilder to do it with his toys. A short time later he started licked it very lewdly. He saw himself standing in front of his dad, working on his penis in exactly the way as he did just now. Unfortunately, he could only see him in his head and sadly couldn't smell, hear or even feel him. As much as he missed his warmth, he was at least giving it some of his, which seemed to be radiating from his fur onto his dildo, warming it up for him and making it a little better for him. If only he wasn't here, he would certainly be doing it with him in the exact same moment, just like he was doing it with his toy, only doing it more and even better on him, because his daddy wouldn't only be reacting to him, but he would also be hearing his wonderful voice and his warm-hearted words, sparking even more feelings, memories and desire for him.
However, his dad wasn't the only one who had such a member and with whom he had liked to do it a lot with. His mommy also had one, even if hers was a tentacle cock and feeling much softer, much gentler, much slipperier, more agile and much better than his dad?s. Now he saw himself, as he did the same thing he imagined on his dad, but was now doing it on his mommy. She was much more prepared than him and her dad combined. It had nothing to do with the fact that his dad had lost his sex drive and tried to rebuild it at the exact same time where he had left his family, but more because of her being very much in love with him. So much so that he was even being very sorry on not being that close to her anymore. But now that he?s gone, she?s gone as well, which only makes him sadder. Accordingly, he tried not to think about it, but on what he was currently doing now.
The lust deep inside of him kept on boiling hotter as he imagined her smiling at him, albeit as silently, odorless and lacking in action as his daddy imagination. The longer he spent with his toy, the more it was being licked by him, until it felt at least similar to her dripping anticipation. Of course, this wasn't real either, but it did give him a little bit more pleasure to feel what made him remember the good times. Accordingly, he cuddled and indulged his magnificent dildo. But even that wasn't enough for him, so he just took its tip into his mouth. He took in as much of it as he could and went up and down on it appreciatively.
He enjoyed it anew every time he did just that. Back then, he didn't even think about doing what he just did: trying to stuff himself more and more of it into his throat. If he could only do it on a toy, he could at least try as if he was going to do it on them for real. Most likely both of them would moan for him, as he would do just that to them. However, since he could get just under half of it, it would give them only a part of their enjoyment. That?s why he trained himself on his toy, to get more into it. And if he got a second chance to be with his parents again, he would be able to satisfy them much better than he was used to years before.
The only problem he was having was the fact that he didn't do it often enough, because he had forgotten how to swallow it in his mouth properly. He knew he could take more of it, but somehow no more than half of it seemed to sink in, with no reflexes going off inside of him, preventing him from swallowing any more of it. Nevertheless, he tried again and again, trying to push himself on his toy to make his imaginative parents proud of him, going back and forth on it more and more, taking in as much as he could, but still to no avail. However, he was still seeing his parents smiling at him as if they had all the time in the world before he could take them all in properly.
This was only partially true, since he had hardly been trained by them from the front. But from behind was a different story. His butt was taken by them countless of times, so that he was no longer able to forget all f these happy experiences all of the sudden. Even while he was being busy with his LPD, he noticed how his butt starting to itch. All the imagery of his parents inside his head was turning him on real bad, how he was acting up on them, doing it with them, worshiping them. He began to moan, as if he longed for the moment to do it with them. Even though he knew it wasn't real, he was so exhausted that what he envisioned himself giving them all of their previously received affection back to them. He needed more and also knew exactly how he could and should do this:
Curby took his toy out of his throat and out of his mouth. A lot of saliva threads came out along with it, just like would do it on them in the flesh. A short time later, he got up on his bed and positioned his toy so that it stood upright in the middle of it, turning himself around and slowly backed himself up onto its tip with his butt. As soon as it was touching him and gently penetrated him, he began to moan benevolently and was very much savoring it. But it wasn't because of the feeling on how he was doing it with his toy, how he allowed himself to be penetrated by it or how he was visualizing himself doing it with his parents, taking in their cock and imagining how he would make their faces warped. Even the phantom feeling of being fucked by his parents wasn't the real reason for his behavior: it was his body itself doing all of this to him.
As soon as the tip of the dildo touched his back entrance, it reacted directly to it, coupled by his indecent fantasies and made some very specific things happen: First, it secreted out a thick, viscous, creamy and white liquid, which was actually supposed to give an extended and enkindled euphoria to the one affected by it. However, because the cat is only doing it with a toy, he was getting targeted by it, no matter how much it tried in vain to give the ``toy'' some ``better feelings''. On the other side, his insides were responding as well as soon as it has gotten hold of the intruder: It was literally taking more and more of it deeper into him, making Curby almost fall onto it. However, this was making his mental images look like as if his parents were entering him on their own.
He already knew that his body wasn't as normal as it should be. He knew, however, that something wasn't right. Back then, before he knew about whom, what and why he could sense that there was something there. But shortly thereafter, he couldn't remember what had happened after that and how the feeling could ever stop. Only some time ago, when he saw the reason for everything, everything was getting clear to him now. But since that time, this being had been gone from his inner being completely. There he had experienced it fully: all the feelings that were withheld from him before. He didn't realize that and therefore went away. But since it was far too sudden and that he hadn't even said goodbye to his parents, he was being much more afraid of seeing them again, being mad at him. That?s why he stayed here and enjoyed his phantom joy through his imagination, where nothing like that can happen to him.
In the meantime, he didn't realize it, but he had managed to stuff the entire thing into his hungry bottom. It felt so good and full, even though he knew it wasn't the real deal. Even the bump that now extended his belly in front of him only made him turned on even more. He put his arms and hands onto it, stroking and embracing it as if he was just holding it deep inside of him. Nevertheless, that wasn't enough for him, because his interior, full of his own dripping cream, pulled more and more of his toy inside of him. He realized why he had been protected from these very feelings. However, it was still a blessing to be able to experience and live it out. He liked it. So much so, that he was even immediately doing it with it: he began to ride it.
He went up and down his LPD. He had done it many times before. Even though it wasn`t him who had done it with his parents, he made now knowingly and willingly doing it with the only part that he still had of them that he could enjoy. With his butt he was much more experienced and could do much more, which could be clearly seen on him. But almost always, when he wanted to go up on it, his interior took it with him, so he had to focus on releasing it to make his ``session'' neat and right. He kept on going higher and kept on pushing it deeper inside of him: First only a quarter, then half, then three-quarters and finally the entire length. He rode it all with great pleasure.
But as much as he wanted more, he just couldn't, as it was just his parent's normal size. Even though he was only half as good with his mouth and throat, he was at least twice as good with his butt. And as he was judging himself, he would certainly be able to stuff a twice as large LPD inside his back hole. He remembered that it had happened to him once before for a short period of time that his dad had gotten himself bigger. That?s exactly what happened behind him mentally. With each passing second, it was getting tighter and tighter inside of him, as if it really was getting bigger. That had more to do with the fact that his body wanted to re-enact his imagination, at least partially, by incredibly clenching his insides onto his LPD, creating a similar feeling inside of him. But since it could no longer move in and out of him, he had to help himself by putting pressure on his stomach, so that at least something could come out of him.
It went on like this, until his inside was slimy enough that he could ride it even in his clenched state. He kept on riding it up and down, faster and faster, getting himself wildered, moaning out loud and sensually. His imagination grew livelier as he grew obsessed over his own toy. He imagined that his parents would grab him and take him more and more savagely and empowering themselves on him. He was actually daydreaming, somehow hearing them groaning as loudly and clearly as he did. His memories took in all those sounds and gave it back to the cat, just to make his situation even better. That's what he wanted, to have them on him and vise versa like this: going all out and unhindered.
His body, caught in his own but still false euphoria, reacted exactly as he imagined them to behave. His asshole kept on swallowed his LPD more and more, deeper and deeper, while he came in two different places at the same time. For one thing, it was his penis that splashed decent amounts onto his bed while still keeping it hard. On the other hand it was also his butt, which sprayed out his special lubricant onto the imaginary cock of his parents, as if he wanted to give them back the same joy that he was getting through this whole ordeal here. But since it was only his toy, which he tried in vain to influence it, it just dripped down to it and onto his bed. He didn't care how many times it had happened that he had to change his sheets and blankets. As long as he enjoys it, he?ll do it over and over again.
Slowly, his joy was gradually fading and he slumped down onto his bed. He realized what he had done countless of times on his bed and curled himself up. He knew that his parents, whom he longed for, could give him the right joy at any time and for as much as he pleases. It wasn't only their actions on him that made him go wild for them, but also their choice of words, their closeness and their true love for him. He also knew that he could come back to them at anytime. But he just couldn't do that. He wasn't only afraid of their reaction towards him suddenly leaving, whether they were angry or sad about it or not, but he was also being afraid of himself not being good enough to give them all of their love back to them they had given him the whole time before. And between his disappearance and now, enough time must have passed so that they are even being more ahead of him in terms of sexual prowess, giving him even more than he could ever give back.
He knew that he was being lonely without them. But at the same time he just wasn't quite ready to show himself to them again. And as long as he isn't, he will have to spend some more time with himself and his toy. And as long as he stays on his bed like this, all curled up inside a ball, but with his Lugia Penis Dildo still lingering and burying very deeply inside his butt lingering, he has at least something to cope with his current situation, giving him some of his wanted joy. This filling feeling deep inside of him together with this protruding bump on his stomach, he continues to portray himself the image of his parents in front of him in his head: Both smiling at him, instinctively knowing that one day he would return to them and being welcomed with open arms. It?s only a matter of time, when this day will come. Meanwhile, he fell asleep under his feelings and was looking forward to seeing his parents again inside his dreams.",
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