Jay Aury
jayaury.bsky.social
Jay Aury
@jayaury.bsky.social
Writer of various genres, but especially monster girl and mind control stuff.

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Shhh. Don't worry. Just relax. Just breathe deep. Breathe the mists. Feel the tension go. Your mind blank. Everything is fine. Everything is perfect. You don't want to leave me. Why would you ever want to leave?

You're right where you belong...
November 28, 2025 at 3:10 PM
Though your hands keep fumbling. Are you getting distracted by my breasts?

By my kisses on your neck?

My hands stroking your body?

Your crotch?

Your throbbing hardness?
November 28, 2025 at 3:10 PM
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November 27, 2025 at 3:40 PM
Ape floors done. Now enter Catgirl domain.
November 26, 2025 at 4:48 PM
Yes.

You should quit like the others.

And move in with a pretty cowgirl who's always letting you play with her breasts and chug her milk.

After all, a desk job is no place for a breeding bull...
November 23, 2025 at 8:58 PM
Every other man has quiet.

Unable to handle the pressure of pretty cowgirls always hanging around them. Ambushing them in the break room. Enticing them to massage and pump huge, sloshing, creamy breasts. Drinking some cream until they're too horny to think or work.
November 23, 2025 at 8:58 PM
I foresee no problems coming from this alliance between psychotic elf gremlin and ape.
November 21, 2025 at 3:16 PM
As my own father always said, never trust a naked scotsman without a penis. Sage words that have served me in my long, gothically ambient life of mad science.
November 21, 2025 at 3:11 PM
Good healers just need to obey.

Keep their tank happy and healthy so she can protect and adore her cute healer.

Snuggle and stroke them.

Because good healers obey.

Always obey.

Good healers obey their busty tanks...
November 21, 2025 at 3:06 PM
Sure, you can't really remember why you first joined her party. Yeah, your head gets a bit fuzzy when you look at her amulet bouncing on her breasts.

Bouncing.

Sparkling.

Flashing and shining...

But you don't need to think, as she loves to remind you. That's the tank's job.
November 21, 2025 at 3:06 PM
Was your old job really important?

Your old life?

No.

Of course not.

Not compared to helping the witch. To being her good milker. To drinking her sweet, mind-melting cream every day. Every hour. Drinking until you can't even remember your name.

So relax.

And just...give in.
November 17, 2025 at 7:20 PM
And you were so helpful. Sooo gentle. So sweet and good and caring, she has the perfect treat in mind for you. You get to lick the spoon.

And the bowl.

And her sensitive, needy teats.

And of course you'll help her tomorrow.

In fact, why not get a job at her bakery?
November 17, 2025 at 7:20 PM