Read the contract (Day 2/8 of 10k followers event)

Unicorn x male-reader || Free use, overstimulation, humiliation (lowkey), exhibitionism, dub-con (heavy), size difference

“Sign here.” The naga in front of you passed some papers your way and you looked over them, not understanding most of the stuff written there, but too embarrassed to ask.

“I- I should read it first,” you said slowly, trying to read as fast as possible but already too excited to do your new job.

The naga looked at you like you were a cute puppy, or maybe just dumb. “It’s just normal procedure, you are hired to perform, if they like you they hire you for more… Same old shit.” That sounded okay, and you were way too happy to have found a job dancing for such a big place, for such an important person. A unicorn! Like come on, that’s what’s magic dreams were made of.

“Okay,” you say, cheerfully. You were about to vibrate out of your skin with excitement.

You signed. Not knowing what that would entitle in the long run. Wrong choice.

You were hired to perform for the head unicorn of the herd. Everything sounded good and okay, but as soon as you appeared before him, your body thrummed with excitement. You never saw a unicorn before, you heard a lot about them, but seeing one in the flesh? Such a weird experience. And you couldn’t stop your dick from twitching at the majestic creature in front of you. His office was big and wide, everything prepared for his size, and you felt dainty.

He looked up from his papers and stared at you, a big smirk on his beautiful face as his horn glimmered under the fluorescent lights. “Get naked.” It was all he said before stepping off the platform his desk was on and walking to you. You looked up, and up, and up… He was so big.

“What?” You asked, confused and still a bit dumbfounded seeing him in front of you, your brain sounding like a thousand bees are dancing around it.

He looked at you with tenderness in his eyes, like how you would look an old person asking for directions, and you felt dumb and stupid. You wanted to whine, being treated in such way was making your dick fill up in your pants.

“You were hired to perform, so get naked,” he explained, looking you up and down and licking his lips seductively. You shivered, your body thrumming with excitement once again.

Between the fog in your brain, a random thought appears: “But- But I thought… I was here to dance!” You exclaimed, your hands reaching accidentally to touch his warm body.

He chuckled, caressing the side of your face. “Didn’t you read the contract?”

“I- I didn’t,” you confessed. You felt like you were being chastised for being silly, and in a way… That made you feel hot and bothered. You were such a slut for degradation.

He caressed your face a bit more, his hooves felt weird against your skin, but good weird. “Well, little human, you better prep yourself fast because I have a meeting in an hour and I want to empty my balls in your thigh hole before that.” His bluntness made you whine, his words so hot and heated, so truthful… You wanted to melt into the floor before him, to kiss his hooves and suck his big dick. You were ready for anything he asked. You weren’t supposed to do that, but you were far beyond yourself to say no.

“But- But I don’t…” You tried to argue, a part of your brain still trying to fight what you knew was the perfect excuse to give in to your deepest cravings.

He crooked his head to the side, a smug smirk playing on his lips. “You don’t want it?”

“I- I didn’t say that,” you stuttered, flushing brightly.

“So you want it?” He asked. His voice left no doubt to the imagination, he knew you wouldn’t say no, he knew how hot you felt already.

“I don’t… I didn’t know…” Your brain was fuzzy, too many ideas, too many thoughts and screaming voices telling you it was wrong, but would feel so right.

He smirked again, stepping closer to you.“Let’s make a deal, little human. If you take all of me, I will release you from your contract and you wouldn’t see me again.” That… That sounded right, but not the whole truth.

“And… And if I don’t?” You asked, shivering at his closeness.

“Then I’ll use you until I get bored.” He said it as if that wasn’t every single one of your fantasies summarized in one short phrase. “Deal?” He asked, finally.

Your inner monologue was a mess, but one thing was clearer than anything else: “I- Yes. Yeah.”

His smile was so big and radiant you wanted to close your eyes. Looking at him too directly felt like staring into the sun, and you couldn’t do that much longer. “Good little human, bent over the sofa, prep yourself, at least four fingers, I want to see.” You blushed at his words, but your hands were already unbuttoning your shirt.

You got naked with shaky legs, your body trembling under his heated stare. You kept looking down at his dick, so big and so red your mouth was salivating. You didn’t want to say anything, but deep down you had always been a size queen, too ready to please anyone who had a big dick. And him? He was way bigger than anything you’d ever seen. And you could feel your hole twitching just thinking about getting him inside.

You hoped you could fit him inside…

You did as he told you: used some lube he gave you, and started stretching your hole good and methodically. He was looking at you like you were the best thing you’d ever seen. And you? Your dick was leaking and probably staining the back of the sofa as you fucked yourself with four fingers. You kept whining and you were letting out the most embarrassing sounds as you worked yourself into a frenzy. When he told you to stop, your legs were trembling and your hole felt stretched wide.

But nothing compared with how big he felt. How enormous against your entrance. He pushed slowly but surely, your mouth open in a silent scream as he pushed deeper and deeper. You felt him in the back of your throat, he was so deep you could see the bulge of his dick against your stomach. It was everything you ever thought you wanted come into life. And it was exhilarating.

He fucked you dumb, your drool leaking as you came and came. He fucked at least four orgasms out of you as your dick rubbed against the sofa. The friction was too much, too good but too raw, but he didn’t care. He just kept going into you until he was ready to fill you. And oh, boy did he fill you… He came and came inside of you, so much of it you could feel it leaking around his still buried deep dick.

Surprise, surprise: you couldn’t take all of him. “You did well enough, little human, acting like such a needy bitch for my cock… Great performance.” He praised, cleaning his dick and patting your ass as he passed. “You’ll be required later today, if I were you I would use some salve on your tiny little human hole, would make it easier later.” He said before disappearing through the door, his laughter following him.

And that’s how you found yourself being used by a unicorn. You never got him fully inside. He was simply too big. He kept fucking you in his office, but at some point he got frisky, and you were far too gone in the pleasure he brought you to do anything about it. He carried you around him, fucking you in the middle of a meeting room, every single monster there looking as your dick leaked and he emptied himself on you. You were exposed and left gaping for everyone to see.

Sometimes they were a bit more forward than others, some even pushing his come back inside as he chuckled when you whined. You were such a slut for him that you didn’t mind. You didn’t mind anything as long as it meant you could be fucked by him over and over. You felt like you were turned into a dumb doll for his pleasure, and you… You liked it.

When he offered you to be his travel toy, you wanted to say no, wanted to act like you weren’t dick wiped by his monstrous cock, but you failed. You mumbled a yes between his thrusts as his hooves stomped on the carpet floor. He rewarded you pushing against your prostate over and over until you were crying from the overstimulation and still asking for more. He laughed at you being such a pathetic little bitch for him, and patted your ass as he pulled out.

A couple days later, you found yourself strapped to his chest, his dick deep inside of you, and you being worn like a piece of clothing. A piece of clothing that couldn’t stop moaning and groaning and crying every time he moved too fast or too little. Your hole was too abused to even try clenching around his length, your brain too fuzzy to try to get away. You were just a toy for him and you couldn’t be mad about it. You love every second of it. And every person you passed looked at you with desire and confusion, talking to him like you were nothing more but an accessory… That made you shiver.

That’s how your life as a unicorn’s toy begun, and how you learned that reading a contract was a must before signing it.