Part 2 Random Tmnt Bayverse Questions And My Thoughts: DickCockthe Shlooong?

Part 2 Random tmnt Bayverse questions and my thoughts: Dick…Cock…the Shlooong?

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(Side note: mature audiences only and they are all 18+,but feel free to cackle like a slut…I know I do 🤣)

Is it big for a normal human or big for a mutant turtle? Are they a grower or a shower? Are they long or girthy or both 😏? What is sex like? Would it even fit? What does it look like? Do they have balls? Do they have tails? How do they secure their bulge?

Leonardo💙:

I think we can all agree that he is big for mutant turtle. I think his dick grows only slightly, but even then he looks big to any human who is blessed enough to see it. It’s literally perfect. Long with the perfect amount of girth. All of the boys hurt, especially for the first time. It feels as if you’re being split in two. It feels good! But even if he is gentle with you, you’re still not walking for a week 🤕. He makes sure to prep first before putting it in. There’s a reason he teases and makes you beg for so long. On good days you can take a 3/4ths of him. But with quick little mischievous fucks you can only take 2/3rds he’s so big.

Again it looks perfect. Just imagine the perfect dick. Turn it green. Grow it 3 sizes. And BOOM. That’s Leo’s dick. After sex Leo’s tail always perks up, it’s so cute 🥰 ! Leo struck gold and found an unopened package of snug boxers, they hold everything in place when he does all his cool ninja tricks. They make him look so fine. He literally looks like an underwear model with that waist and those rippling muscles underneath the thin fabric.

Raphael❤️:

BIG. BIG. BIG. Definitely not a grower but a shower. Don’t get me wrong he has length, but boy is he girthy, and you thought his fingers were big. Ow. But yum. But ow. Raph has two sides: hard fast and rough or soft sweet and sensual. Usually when he’s angry you know you’re in for a pounding 🤬, but luckily or unluckily, you calm him. You barely open enough for the head of his cock. Once stretched though he stuffs you as much as he can. He reaches places you never knew existed. It feels so painfully pleasurable. Forget not walking for a week, you wouldn’t be walking for almost a month. Might have to invest in a wheelchair.

Veiny, but not too much to be weird. It’s like you can see the blood pool and pulsate into his crotch. It matches the veins on his neck and forehead when he’s filled with rage. It’s so hot. Also, he is hung! His balls hang low too. You love it when he’s taking you doggy style because his balls slap against all the most sensitive places. Raph’s tail mainly stays down and tucked away. It’s so cute and small next to his muscular ass. Raph usually lets everything hang. He likes seeing you stare. A smug smirk creeps across his face every time. He felt ugly before meeting you but know he feels hot knowing he can make you think the dirtiest of thoughts. Sometimes when dealing with tough missions though he secures everything with wraps.

Donatello💜:

Long like a slide, fun like one too! If you could you would play with it and ride it all day long. He is definitely shower but not as much as Raph. His baggy cargo pants mostly cover it up. You don’t know how but somehow it doesn’t hurt as much as you think. Little do you know that he is just very careful not to hurt you too much. He feels so good. You wish you could fit all of him. It’s not his fault he’s big but Donnie gets punished for being a bad anyway. He takes it as always like a good boy 😇.

His length is smooth. His tail is long as well and it’s fun to tease it with feathers and stuff. To hear is snickers, giggles, and snorts. Luckily he is thin enough to fit into a like a looser pair of boxers.

Michelangelo🧡:

Like his brothers he is big. And he knows how to use what he got. And he uses it a lot. Not just with you, but he’s not ashamed to admit he enjoys self pleasure. Only slightly a grower. His is girthy but a bit stubbier than his brothers. Sex is fun. You never thought laughing during sex would be, but he makes it hot. He fills you up nicely only a 4th of him can’t make its way inside you.

Just your good ol nice cock. Except it’s bigger. And greener. He got big balls. It takes them when live with 4 older brothers. Every time you’re around Mikey his tail wags like a happy puppy. When you first met, you didn’t even realize the mutants still had their tails, until you saw him naked for the first time. Which was in no time at all. Y’all were inseparable from the very beginning. Mikey used to wear lose ragged boxers he found in the dumpster. He says they passed the sniff test 🤢 at the time but you bought him new ones. They had fun colors and funky prints and everything. He loved them almost as much as he loved you. Some times you switch underwear for fun too. His are baggy on you and you have to use a safety pin or two just to keep them up. They look cute though. Mikey looks looks funny in yours his cock pokes out the side. Both of you are real goof balls sometimes.

The others💚:

Master Splinter. Let’s just say there’s a reason he is called Mast-

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(Side note: Raph x OC. This is a request from the lovely @rinksu-no-joo , they had the original concept and idea in mind so I thought I ought to credit them. This is a prologue, so she goes from a kid to 18+ here. Feedback is always welcome!)

She started out in a lab. She wasn’t the only one. There were others. All different types of animals. All labeled by number, hers being 063. She never knew their treatment was unfair. But it was.

They all were brainwashed into thinking of it as a privilege. But really they were all test subjects. She was a science experiment and that’s how she was treated.

They were put in cages, given food and water, and the bare minimum for survival. They were expected to behave, if they didn’t they would be taken by the men with masks.

They were given “treatments”. Pills and injections weekly, sometimes daily. The injections hurt. It felt as if every cell in her body was being morphed and disfigured. Sharp ringing pains pulsed throughout her body. The effects lasting for hours, but sometimes days.

063 was scared of the men with masks. She saw how the taken ones came back. They were was an empty nothingness in their eyes. So, she decided to keep her head down and not cause trouble.

However her neighbor, 299, was not so careful. She was mischievous and often tried to encourage 063 to talk or play games. 063 eventually opened up. The pair became friends.

But slowly 299 became sick. Very sick. Her once cheery laugh, became small tired smiles followed painful wheezing.

Doctor Stockman told the men with masks that she wasn’t responding to her treatments very well. What was actually happening was her natural biology was weakening with the advanced mutagen. The two could not coexist.

Then one day the men with mask came. 299 was too weak to even sit up, so they had to carry her away. They never came back. She never came back. Her cage lie as empty as the whole in 063’s broken heart.

As 063 grew up, the men with masks would praise her. They would make disgusting remarks about her body. Yes, she was beautiful. With big lilac eyes that shined like amethysts, and her beautiful white and black marbled skin, with the body and height of a mutated salamander but the curves of a woman. But that still didn’t make their special attention okay.

With only a few mutant experiments remaining, their treatments were stopped. And she was moved. Their new living area was bigger but not exactly nicer. But to her it was luxurious.

Their training began. The men with masks trained her and the others in capoeira. A style of fighting that seemed to mimic almost dance like movements between opponents.

Everyday they trained. If they didn’t preform well they would be punished. If they weren’t up on time they would be punished. If they didn’t take things to the utmost seriousness, they would be punished.

They were taught who to serve, and who to take from. They were taught how to use their natural animal abilities to fight. That meant she had to relearn her invisibility and poison secretion tactics. You see, in the lab she would get punished for them, but here it was rewarded.

But none of it was worse than the day they had to fight each other. She didn’t want to hurt anyone else. She didn’t understand how hurt was considered good, it didn’t feel good on either side. Nevertheless, she did what she needed to survive.

Finally, the day came. Master Shredder wanted to meet his new weapons. He was told they would be sure to destroy anything in the way of their mission. But would they? Would she?

What if a small part of 063 hadn’t been brainwashed? A small part of her that would and could change?…she just needed to find the right guidance…and that day was coming very soon…

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Hi how are you doing I been meaning to ask if you could do tmnt 2012 Leo x female mutant reader who develope an obsessive crush(not yandere) on him and wants to date him badly and shows her affections through hugs and kisses ?

💙2012 Leonardo x Female Mutant Reader💙🐢

(Side note: I’ve been extremely sick so sorry for the late response. I decided not to describe too many of her mutant features, to allow for personal imagination/creativity. As always let me know if you like it, I’m always open to feedback and questions. I hope you like it 🥹 I’m still pretty critical of my own work. All characters are 18+. He’s so cute in this gif 🥰)

You paced around April’s apartment. Your tail twitching frantically behind you, as information spewed from your mouth. You were discussing…obsessing…over your crush with April.

It was silly you never really felt so nervous around someone. But Leo’s presence brought butterflies into your head, heart, and stomach.

“What am I going to do! I don’t think this is just a crush anymore April…I think…I-I-I think I’m in love with him.”

You stopped. Daring to meet her eyes to see her reaction. She had known the turtles since they were teenagers, and she was the least likely to make fun of you…well besides Leo, but he wasn’t really an option.

“I have an idea! Let’s head to the lair, I’ll subtly tell you the plan step by step. Okay?” She smiled brightly.

“Okay…thanks April.”

“No thanks for trusting me! I know it’s hard for you to trust humans” I nodded glumly.

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It seemed to take forever to arrive to the lair. You expected her to tell you the first step but didn’t want to annoy her anymore with your neediness. You feet felt to heavy to pick up again and again. But finally you arrived.

You couldn’t tell if your heartbeat was rapid because of the walk or because the thought of seeing Leo made you dizzy all over. Either way, it was so loud you could swear it was echoing off the sewer walls.

And then there he was. Smiling and greeting you at the door like a gentlemen. Your cheeks burned as you snatched him in for a tight hug. It was so sudden it even surprised you. He was used to your hugs though and held you back. You melted in his arms and breathed in the smell off him. Lightly so he wouldn’t hear you. You could stay like this for ever

“Uh…Y/N?” He chuckled as you quickly pulled away. Cheeks burning even more than before.

“Sorry! It’s just nice to see you. I mean you all, nice to see everyone! It seems like it’s been forever.”

“It’s been a week.” Raph snapped. You reluctantly pulled your eyes off Leo to glare at him.

“A week too long!” Leo’s eyes shined almost as bright as his smile.

“Actually, the reason we’re here is we wanna train. I’ve been working with Master Splinter, and since I’m more advanced we should probably take the dojo…but maybe you two…can start with some basics…in your room Leo…?”

Him! His room! Me! Me with him, in his room! How could she do this to me? April was supposed to help, not trap me alone with him!

“Okay…” I looked up at him. He was blushing too. He never got flustered. He was always calm, cool, collected, and composed. But now…now he was blushing. Not noticeably! Only a…certain someone could see. You could see it.

Maybe you were a little too obsessed…You shook your head to clear your worries as Leo guided you to his room.

His room. It smelled like him. It smelled good. It looked good too. Bed made, books neatly stacked, weapons cleaned and placed on display. He took his katanas off the small rack, and layed them carefully on his bed. He grabbed another pair.

He paused and walked over to you. Gently he put it in your mutant palms. Guiding your hands to the right position. Who knew you could hold them wrong?

The air felt thick and heavy. He was talking you could see his lips move and make out some of the things he was saying. But you couldn’t help but notice that he felt nice. How his lips…must feel nice too. His sparkling blue eyes peered back up.

“Got it?” His voice rang. It was clear. Everything was. You knew what you needed to do. You needed to kiss him. So you did.

There weren’t any sparks or firecrackers. Just a wave of relief of the pressure that had built up. Even as his lips pressed against yours, you knew, that he knew, this wasn’t a little crush. You both knew this was love.

In that moment you realized he loved you all along as well. What started off as a friendship it slowly and beautifully opened into something beautiful. And even though you used to wish that it would happen soon, that long awaited time was worth this perfect and still moment in time. It was more special now. He was going to be there from now on.

You were both going to be there to tell each other that everything is okay…when it’s not really okay. Except that it is…with him…and you…together. Together.

"Four Turtles & A Baby"

(TMNT BAYVERSE)

🐢 Chapter One 🐢

The weather was a perfect match to his mood. The storm outside raged with rain pounding on the surface, thunder rumbling, and occasional flashes of lightning illuminating the dank, dimly lit tunnels of the sewer. Raphael sat against the wall, tending to a bruised arm and scowls at the ground, his frustration palpable.

He muttered to himself. "Stupid fucking Leo…" They'd been training again and his brother had cheated, catching him off-guard and putting him on his ass. "Always having to show off and get all the praise..."

As the thunder growls overhead, he shifts slightly, glancing up at the storm drain above. Water cascades down into a rhythmic chaos that only amplifies his irritation. He sighs.

"Can’t get a break, can I? Just a freakin’ night off…"

Another thunderclap, he leaned back, fully prepared to sulk some more. Just then, a high-pitched sound pierces through the roar of the storm—a baby’s cry. His ears perk up, confusion quickly overshadowing his anger, and he sits up abruptly. "What the…?"

He inches closer to the storm drain, wiping the rain off his forehead, peering through the slits in the grate. His eyes widen as he squints against the deluge. There in the gutter, swaddled in a damp, tattered blanket, is a small infant, soaked and squawling. No way… No way this is happening. As lightning flashes above, he sees the tiny face, round and helpless. It's a little girl. She's nearly naked, and her skin is pale, indicating that she had been there for at least a couple of hours. The sight twists something unfamiliar to life deep inside of him. Who the hell would leave a baby out here?!

He scoffs. "Great! Just what I need… a crying baby to deal with while I’m nursing my own shit!"

The rain continues to pour. Not a single person is in sight, and with each passing minute, the baby’s cries grow weaker and more desperate. Raphael knows he can’t ignore it. He steels himself, eyes hardening. He makes his way over to the storm drain, grabbing hold of the grate, tugging at it with all his strength. It creaks but doesn’t budge. With a determined grunt, he pulls again, and the latch finally gives way. He allows the grate to fall to the side with a metallic clang.

"Hang on, little one. I got you." He reaches up towards the bundle, feeling the rushing water splash against his arm as he carefully scoops the infant into his arms. Her wails echo in the dark tunnel, a sound so small, yet it hits him like a freight train. "It’s okay… it’s okay," he shusses. "You’re safe now."

The little girl stares up at him, wide-eyed, her cries quieting just a little when she feels his touch. She's freezing cold. Previous agitation forgotten, all Raphael can focus on is the tiny life cradled in his arms. Determined, he carefully carries the infant through the sewer, navigating the darkness with purpose, the storm’s fury now a distant memory as his heart fills with a protective instinct unlike anything he’s felt before.

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This is my very first attempt at story-posting here. Please don't judge me too harshly! 🙏😐

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(Side note: Despite the blue, this is a Raphael story, not a Leonardo one 😶. Raphael x Reader. Mature audiences only, everyone is 18+)

The turtles had just gotten back from their latest steak out, and Raph and Leo were already fighting about something. You knew you had to find a way to make them stop.

You also knew it wasn’t a good idea to put yourself between them. They were too busy sizing each other up to notice you. You could easily get hit. Not on purpose of course. But even though you knew the risk, as their swearing got increasingly more aggressive, you butted your way in.

Planting a firm hand on each their plastron you tried to push them away from one another. “Raphael! What’s…going on?” You managed to get his attention, while still speaking gently to him.

“Nothing! It doesn’t matter that much anyway…” his eyes intensely glared at Leo as he started to turn away.

He hurriedly walked away from Leo. His pace fast and weighted with rage. You basically had to run to catch up to him. As you both rounded a corner you reached out and snatched one of his muscular arms. Your hands made their way down to pry open and unfold his balled fist.

His fiery eyes met your concerned gaze, as he stole a glance at your hands on his.

“Raph…do you…do you wanna talk about it?”

His jaw clenched as he noticed your cute little tank top and shorts. Normally he liked seeing your ass peak out behind a thin peice of fabric. Normally, if you wore other colors it wouldn’t bother him. Red looked the best on you of course, but he didn’t mind if you wore one of his brother’s colors. Any color looked good on you.

But tonight, seeing you in those little sky blue pajamas, sparked a jealous rage inside of him. Stupid fucking Leo! His scowl got scowlier. Before you could say anything else, he picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder.

“Ya had to wear those damn lil blue pajamas!” He hissed into the side of your hip.

You shrieked as his movements gradually grew in aggressiveness. He angrily slammed the door to his room and threw you on the bed. Without a word, but with a growl he tore off your pajamas like they were made of nothing.

“Ya had so much blue on, but know yer all naked…might have make ya turn all red!”

He sat down, pulling you across his lap. He rubbed and squeezed your fat juicy ass.

All of a sudden his hand shot up and right back down again, with a firm hard smack. It stung. Oh. My. God. It fucking stung! You cursed but all that came out were incoherent high pitched noises. You wiggled and writhed, but you were totally helpless underneath his immense strength. Finally, after the initial sting went away it felt numb and…mmmmm.

And just just as sudden as before, he did again. Harder this time. You squeaked, he groaned and let out a low chuckle. He swatted at your ass a few more times for good measure. After all, you were so very naughty.

“Mmmmm…such a beautiful shade on ya. Let me see yer pretty lil face…so cute….” His hand wrapped around your throat, supporting your chin as you stared exhaustedly up at him.

You bit your lip and sighed. He was so hot and he always seemed to be getting even hotter.

Both sets of your cheeks displayed a nice bright pink. He groped your burning ass. He moaned as he shifted under you. It was then that you felt him. Felt just how hard he was getting from spanking you. From punishing you.

He pulled you upright by your hair, and sat you on his lap to face his intense gaze. He kissed you. Hard. He forcefully pulled you into him. His tongue swirling around yours like some sort of intimate dance. His mouth and teeth scraping down to the pulse of your neck. Traveling to your collarbone. Licking and sucking gently, until biting down hard just above your breast.

Leaving a big red swollen mark, just enough to make the skin not bleed, but leave a bruised claim on your body. That was when you knew you were in for it rough the rest of the night.