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See now I’m thinking about jh fauxcest. Jon thoughtless and panting, pain and pleasure so overwhelming that he can barely even remember his name, Helen tenderly reaching into one of the wounds on his stomach, softly stroking inside, even as- as something (cock? fingers? tongue, somehow?? Jon doesn’t know…) fucks deep into his cunt. Convincing him that she’s his mom, here to take care of him. She loves her son so much. And he’s so sweet and cute, isn’t he? No idea what he needs but that’s okay <3 because she knows what he needs. The thing in his cunt pulsing, twisting, Jon letting out a broken moan. He should listen to his mom. Doesn’t she know best? He’s clearly in no fit state to take care of himself… and Jon isn’t sure he believes it but something is touching him inside just right and he feels so good and it hurts and he can’t think and how would he know? Doesn’t it feel good to let his mom take care of him? When he’s so weak and helpless like this? Mindless with the painpleasurepain?

-Sparky

(a little worried this one might be a bit too far lol. Hope it’s okay?)

skiesandcandy:

> Are you kidding this is SO good oh my god. Ohhh my god. This could fix him. Helen cooing over him injured and trembling and saying oh, that looks like it hurts so badly, doesn’t it? Poor thing. He’s so lucky his mom’s here to take care of him. He’s so overwhelmed with the constant twisting and growing thing inside of him and her voice feeling like it’s drilling into his skull and nothing makes sense, nothing feels real, and it’s just so easy to cry for his mom. Oh, maybe it’s not real, but how would he know? He doesn’t know anything anymore. Doesn’t even know where he is or who he is or what’s inside of him what’s hurting him so bad and making him feel so so good, what’s going far far deeper than it should making his whole body tremble with want. Nothing makes any sense and it all feels so incredible and trying to make sense of it hurts and makes him so so confused and she calls him her baby boy her son and it feels good, he likes it, he can’t believe anything but he can let the feeling of pure joy and arousal and terror and agony wash over him until it all feels like the same thing. Until he can’t tell the difference and he’s just a cute little toy begging for his mom to hurt him the way he needs, and she does because she loves him sooo much, because she wants her baby boy to be happy <3 even when he doesnt know anything at all and has forgotten everything but the feeling of her the sharp angels feeling like they’re tearing what’s left of his common sense to shreds. I’m really normal and so is jon. Jon is not having any realizations about himself and will not have wet dreams about this ever. He will not think about how overwhelmingly full he felt how he was almost terrified of what it was going to do to him yet couldn’t stop begging for more, needing to know how she’d ruin him, unable to help himself. Didn’t know what it’d do or what to do with himself so he needs his mom to do everything, because he can’t remember anything because it hurts sooo bad and it’s so hard to think. This thing that feels like it’s going to change him forever and he doesnt know what it’s doing just that it hurts and it’s so so deep it shouldn’t be able to go that deep, or maybe it should, how would he know, he doesn’t know anything anymore, it’s so confusing, and it feels so good and his mom’s telling him it’s okay and doesn’t that feel so good doesn’t he like it doesn’t he want more isn’t he so lucky to have his mom here to keep him from getting all confused. He’s normal about it.