I’ve been playing around with making videos on huggingface lately. I’ve had success with making 5-6 second videos and putting them together on CapCut, all entirely on my phone.
Things got rather out of hand and I ended up making this three and a half m...
RightThruMyHeart That would have been hit to play out with you. Enemy Pilot captured. Hands tied your back. I unzip his flight suit and spread it open. Hus bare, muscled chest heaving, sturdy ribs riding under your leathered skin with each deep breath. Lean... moreThat would have been hit to play out with you. Enemy Pilot captured. Hands tied your back. I unzip his flight suit and spread it open. Hus bare, muscled chest heaving, sturdy ribs riding under your leathered skin with each deep breath. Lean tight abs held tight. Your belly-button rapidly rising and falling. I unsheath my bayonet, and hold the tip of the blade against your belly-button. Your belly sucks in. Your heartbeat now visible under your sternum. Your handsome face defient, no fear, but your rapid, forceful visible heartbeat gives you away. less
RightThruMyHeart Had a friend in Junior High. He liked to have me strip down to my skivvies, then tie my hands behind my back. Laying on his bedroom floor, he had one of them toy-knives that retracts. He liked to stab my outie belly-button. He'd have one... moreHad a friend in Junior High. He liked to have me strip down to my skivvies, then tie my hands behind my back. Laying on his bedroom floor, he had one of them toy-knives that retracts. He liked to stab my outie belly-button. He'd have one hand on my chest, to feel my heartbeat. He'd trace the edges of my belly-button with his toy-knife. I'd suck in by belly and struggle (not hard) as my chest heaved. Then, he'd jab that toy-knife into my bellybutton. I'd groan, and squirm for a bit. Then, I'd die.
Something about my shirtless body, his hand on my chest, blade over my belly-button that got me mighty excited. Would have loved to unzip your flight-suit down, pull it open, and hold a blade to your belly-button. less
RightThruMyHeart That would have been hit to play out with you. Enemy Pilot captured. Hands tied your back. I unzip his flight suit and spread it open. Hus bare, muscled chest heaving, sturdy ribs riding under your leathered skin with each deep breath. Lean... moreThat would have been hit to play out with you. Enemy Pilot captured. Hands tied your back. I unzip his flight suit and spread it open. Hus bare, muscled chest heaving, sturdy ribs riding under your leathered skin with each deep breath. Lean tight abs held tight. Your belly-button rapidly rising and falling. I unsheath my bayonet, and hold the tip of the blade against your belly-button. Your belly sucks in. Your heartbeat now visible under your sternum. Your handsome face defient, no fear, but your rapid, forceful visible heartbeat gives you away. less
RightThruMyHeart Had a friend in Junior High. He liked to have me strip down to my skivvies, then tie my hands behind my back. Laying on his bedroom floor, he had one of them toy-knives that retracts. He liked to stab my outie belly-button. He'd have one... moreHad a friend in Junior High. He liked to have me strip down to my skivvies, then tie my hands behind my back. Laying on his bedroom floor, he had one of them toy-knives that retracts. He liked to stab my outie belly-button. He'd have one hand on my chest, to feel my heartbeat. He'd trace the edges of my belly-button with his toy-knife. I'd suck in by belly and struggle (not hard) as my chest heaved. Then, he'd jab that toy-knife into my bellybutton. I'd groan, and squirm for a bit. Then, I'd die.
Something about my shirtless body, his hand on my chest, blade over my belly-button that got me mighty excited. Would have loved to unzip your flight-suit down, pull it open, and hold a blade to your belly-button. less
