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lilsweetie
Super-Earth
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- Dec 10, 2009
Looking to play either role for Futa x Female on PM/Discord.
Prefer dominant roles (futa or not), but I also love playing submissive/switch depending on the scenario.
Probably more short-term than long-term?
Going to be slower on replies and be a bit more picky to avoid burnout, thank you for your patience~
Drawn references only please!
Basic Setups:
♡ count for craving level~
Possible Pairings:
Streamer x New Toy
Rental Girlfriend x NEET
Athlete x Coach
Employee x Boss
Images for Inspiration:
Solo References
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07 x 08 x 09 x 10 x 11 x 12 x 13 x 14 x 15 x 16 x 17 x 18
Kinks
Large Cocks
Large Balls
Large / Small Breasts
Inflation (light/medium)
Penetration Bulge (light)
Size Difference
Risk of Pregnancy
Mating / Breeding
Excessive Cum
Oral / Vaginal / Anal
Romance
Kissing
Teasing
Clean Footplay
Sweat
Spanking
Cheating
Stealth Sex
Dirty Talk
PM if interested in discussing plots!
Also, please don't one-line!
♡♡♡ Image Cravings~
Plots to be discussed, mix and match as desired!
Awkward Sleeper x Dominating Futa
Vulnerable Summoner x Eager Futa
Needy Housewife x Aloof Futa
The Bigger One x Submissive Futa
Shocked Scale x Thorough Futa
A Challenging Task~
Stelle x March (Honkai Star Rail)
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07 x 08 x 09 x 10 x 11 x 12 x 13 x 14 x 15 x 16
Stelle x Kafka (Honkai Star Rail)
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07 x 08 x 09
Simple Starts~
A rich girl sneaks into the naughty stash of her parents and comes across an unknown term to her, 'Glory Hole'. Taking her unwilling entourage to the nearby park where that term is quite popular, she orders everyone out of the restroom so she can experience it herself without any interruptions. And there she sits in an untidy stall, waiting on the other side of this so-called glory hole, having already ordered her protectors to only allow entry for the one running this service.
(Futa x Female, Oral, Teasing, Stealth Sex, Footplay, Kissing, Risk of Pregnancy)
Prefer dominant roles (futa or not), but I also love playing submissive/switch depending on the scenario.
Probably more short-term than long-term?
Going to be slower on replies and be a bit more picky to avoid burnout, thank you for your patience~
Drawn references only please!
Basic Setups:
♡ count for craving level~
♡♡♡♡♡ Punk. Goth. Delinquent. ... Socially Awkward? Introvert? Pervert?
Kayoko is not to be trifled with. Despite only working at the company for a handful of years, her coworkers treat her as if her word was law. She may be quiet and keep to herself, but her stern, and rather intimidating, demeanor keeps her juniors in line. Not only that, she wears whatever she likes to work despite everyone else following a business casual dress code. Her attire typically consists of a simple skirt and hoodie, one that often has some rather hardcore branding that's certainly not appropriate for the office space. Nevertheless, the managers and even the manager's managers are too scared to approach her to make any headway with her dress code violations. She does her job well enough though, never failing to meet a deadline. People often describe finding her in odd spaces throughout the day, seeing her tapping away at her laptop in the break room, in the cafeteria, on various floors, and even sometimes on the staircase and rooftop! And she seems to stay until it's actually time to clock out, although it's rare for people to actually see her come and go, as if she appeared and disappeared on a whim.
Enter the rookie. The intern. Someone new to the company, either fresh from university or initiating a career change. And perhaps the only sane person in the company aside from Kayoko. Management normally kept other employees out of Kayoko's way, but a system error assigned the newbie to shadow her. Coincidentally, a rather large project landed in their laps at the same time, one that management emphasized the importance of for the company and how they'd likely be asked to work overtime to get it done. With some promised benefits down the line, of course.
So when the day ends, Kayoko would finally turn, with a half-lidded gaze and an almost blank expression, to the rookie trailing her all day, uttering her first words to her, "My place...now."
Can honestly include anything and everything in terms of kinks, or it could be as basic as just vanilla romance and smut, with plenty of shy, awkward, and stilted interactions. I hope it was clear from the title of the scenario, but Kayoko is nothing like how she's described by her coworkers. She can be either female or futanari, and she can be submissive or switch. Her partner, the rookie, will be the opposite of Kayoko in terms of either female or futanari, and either dominant or switch.
Kayoko is not to be trifled with. Despite only working at the company for a handful of years, her coworkers treat her as if her word was law. She may be quiet and keep to herself, but her stern, and rather intimidating, demeanor keeps her juniors in line. Not only that, she wears whatever she likes to work despite everyone else following a business casual dress code. Her attire typically consists of a simple skirt and hoodie, one that often has some rather hardcore branding that's certainly not appropriate for the office space. Nevertheless, the managers and even the manager's managers are too scared to approach her to make any headway with her dress code violations. She does her job well enough though, never failing to meet a deadline. People often describe finding her in odd spaces throughout the day, seeing her tapping away at her laptop in the break room, in the cafeteria, on various floors, and even sometimes on the staircase and rooftop! And she seems to stay until it's actually time to clock out, although it's rare for people to actually see her come and go, as if she appeared and disappeared on a whim.
Enter the rookie. The intern. Someone new to the company, either fresh from university or initiating a career change. And perhaps the only sane person in the company aside from Kayoko. Management normally kept other employees out of Kayoko's way, but a system error assigned the newbie to shadow her. Coincidentally, a rather large project landed in their laps at the same time, one that management emphasized the importance of for the company and how they'd likely be asked to work overtime to get it done. With some promised benefits down the line, of course.
So when the day ends, Kayoko would finally turn, with a half-lidded gaze and an almost blank expression, to the rookie trailing her all day, uttering her first words to her, "My place...now."
Can honestly include anything and everything in terms of kinks, or it could be as basic as just vanilla romance and smut, with plenty of shy, awkward, and stilted interactions. I hope it was clear from the title of the scenario, but Kayoko is nothing like how she's described by her coworkers. She can be either female or futanari, and she can be submissive or switch. Her partner, the rookie, will be the opposite of Kayoko in terms of either female or futanari, and either dominant or switch.
♡♡♡♡ Tales of a Girlfailure
Ui peeked over the top of her book at the person sitting in the corner of the library. It was approaching closing hours, and aside from the librarian, it was just her...and this other person. They really had to stop not meeting like this. Over the past few months, Ui had become excessively aware of their presence, watching as they often kept to themselves with a variety of books passing through their hands. If Ui wasn't in front of her screen in the darkness of her apartment, she was toiling away in the library, reassuring herself that this was just another way to touch grass. Because of that, she started to notice that this person was at the library quite often too, always within her field of vision.
No, no, she wasn't stalking them. They were stalking her, surely! She always knew her casual, disheveled look would naturally draw attention. Her unkept clothes weren't as unstylish as they said! She even got away with saving money on makeup with those natural dark circles beneath her eyes. Nevertheless, perhaps the saddest fact she did have to come to terms with was that she had spent more time with this stranger than anyone else recently, and seemingly without this stranger's knowledge too!
After gathering her courage for a few weeks, and a few ominous rituals with her incense sticks, Ui finally closed her book and approached the stranger as the minute hand ticked away loudly in the background.
"U-Um... I feel like we've gotten to know each other well enough that... Eheheh, w-well, I don't mind if you wanted to be my girlfriend..."
Any and all kinks welcome for this one~ Ui leans toward being a girlfailure, but the specs on her bad habits, messiness, and the like can be tweaked! Plenty of cringe and awkwardness complemented by plenty of lovey-dovey smut in the most inappropriate of places! Some basic starters could be Ui asking her gallant stranger to accompany her to a friend or family's wedding or party, knowing that everyone else would likely have a plus-one besides her. Ui can be female or futanari, catastrophically dom or switch, and her lovely stranger would be the opposite of Ui's female or futanari, and could be seductively dom/switch/patiently sub.
Ui peeked over the top of her book at the person sitting in the corner of the library. It was approaching closing hours, and aside from the librarian, it was just her...and this other person. They really had to stop not meeting like this. Over the past few months, Ui had become excessively aware of their presence, watching as they often kept to themselves with a variety of books passing through their hands. If Ui wasn't in front of her screen in the darkness of her apartment, she was toiling away in the library, reassuring herself that this was just another way to touch grass. Because of that, she started to notice that this person was at the library quite often too, always within her field of vision.
No, no, she wasn't stalking them. They were stalking her, surely! She always knew her casual, disheveled look would naturally draw attention. Her unkept clothes weren't as unstylish as they said! She even got away with saving money on makeup with those natural dark circles beneath her eyes. Nevertheless, perhaps the saddest fact she did have to come to terms with was that she had spent more time with this stranger than anyone else recently, and seemingly without this stranger's knowledge too!
After gathering her courage for a few weeks, and a few ominous rituals with her incense sticks, Ui finally closed her book and approached the stranger as the minute hand ticked away loudly in the background.
"U-Um... I feel like we've gotten to know each other well enough that... Eheheh, w-well, I don't mind if you wanted to be my girlfriend..."
Any and all kinks welcome for this one~ Ui leans toward being a girlfailure, but the specs on her bad habits, messiness, and the like can be tweaked! Plenty of cringe and awkwardness complemented by plenty of lovey-dovey smut in the most inappropriate of places! Some basic starters could be Ui asking her gallant stranger to accompany her to a friend or family's wedding or party, knowing that everyone else would likely have a plus-one besides her. Ui can be female or futanari, catastrophically dom or switch, and her lovely stranger would be the opposite of Ui's female or futanari, and could be seductively dom/switch/patiently sub.
♡♡♡♡ Entitled Pet
Reika made sure to pick an establishment that was far from both her apartment and her usual place of business. It wouldn't do if her circle of friends and family found out that the cool, dependable, mature woman was moonlighting as a dancer. An exotic pole dancer, to be exact. She had garnered quite the reputation and audience whenever she took the to the stages. It paid so much more than her other occupation, collecting an abundance of tips throughout the night, and the particularly large spenders could request a private dance from her. She made it a policy to never go beyond just tantalizing them though. Not only because getting attached to customers would always end up being a pain in the ass, but making it so that they never reached the goal ensured they'd come back begging for more. It was a setup perfect for her alter ego, and she could always return to her normal, ordinary, uneventful life.
At least, that was until her gaze with a familiar pair of eyes in the audience. As she went on with her show, there was little doubt in Reika's mind that her little acquaintance recognized the dancer. It would be a first, but as her first show ended, her frame glistening beneath those hot stage lights while being showered in bills, she'd step off the stage and personally invited one of the audience members to a private room in the back. Of course, there was little discussion in the matter when she dragged her acquaintance down the hallway and out of sight.
Reika will be excessively dom and ideally very rough. Likely to be a futanari. Size/age difference, maybe an incest angle? She could also be a teacher or an office worker, and a student or coworker is celebrating with their friends at the club until they recognize Reika. Realizing that her moonlighting could be used as blackmail, there could be an emphasis on non-con/dub-con in the backroom. Reika could record her own blackmail material involving blindfolds, toys, and just ruining acquaintance/friend/etc inside those soundproof walls. Potential for slapping, choking, spanking, biting, and perhaps even more taboo kinks~
Reika made sure to pick an establishment that was far from both her apartment and her usual place of business. It wouldn't do if her circle of friends and family found out that the cool, dependable, mature woman was moonlighting as a dancer. An exotic pole dancer, to be exact. She had garnered quite the reputation and audience whenever she took the to the stages. It paid so much more than her other occupation, collecting an abundance of tips throughout the night, and the particularly large spenders could request a private dance from her. She made it a policy to never go beyond just tantalizing them though. Not only because getting attached to customers would always end up being a pain in the ass, but making it so that they never reached the goal ensured they'd come back begging for more. It was a setup perfect for her alter ego, and she could always return to her normal, ordinary, uneventful life.
At least, that was until her gaze with a familiar pair of eyes in the audience. As she went on with her show, there was little doubt in Reika's mind that her little acquaintance recognized the dancer. It would be a first, but as her first show ended, her frame glistening beneath those hot stage lights while being showered in bills, she'd step off the stage and personally invited one of the audience members to a private room in the back. Of course, there was little discussion in the matter when she dragged her acquaintance down the hallway and out of sight.
Reika will be excessively dom and ideally very rough. Likely to be a futanari. Size/age difference, maybe an incest angle? She could also be a teacher or an office worker, and a student or coworker is celebrating with their friends at the club until they recognize Reika. Realizing that her moonlighting could be used as blackmail, there could be an emphasis on non-con/dub-con in the backroom. Reika could record her own blackmail material involving blindfolds, toys, and just ruining acquaintance/friend/etc inside those soundproof walls. Potential for slapping, choking, spanking, biting, and perhaps even more taboo kinks~
♡♡♡♡ Cultural Exchange
Ran would do her best to make the human in her home feel welcome. Ever since the portal opened between the human world and the magical world, it was becoming more common for humans to participate in a cultural exchange program with participating magical folk. Fox demons didn't have the best reputation, but they were still happy to assign a human to her household. Maybe a mistake on their part? Ran would ensure the livelihood of the human, certainly, but she was more interested in having the taste of one. While their world wasn't lacking in sources of mana, humans were chock full of the stuff, even if they couldn't control it, or even tap into it, as well as they could. The daily reports on the exchange would grow sparse as she taught the human all there was about milking each other dry~
Ran is a possessive but motherly dom, futanari or not. Kinks are flexible for this one, and we can introduce more magical beings into the mix if we wanted Ran to show off her cute human to family and friends. Maybe a bit of voyeurism, especially when Ran wants others to know that her human belongs to her~
Ran would do her best to make the human in her home feel welcome. Ever since the portal opened between the human world and the magical world, it was becoming more common for humans to participate in a cultural exchange program with participating magical folk. Fox demons didn't have the best reputation, but they were still happy to assign a human to her household. Maybe a mistake on their part? Ran would ensure the livelihood of the human, certainly, but she was more interested in having the taste of one. While their world wasn't lacking in sources of mana, humans were chock full of the stuff, even if they couldn't control it, or even tap into it, as well as they could. The daily reports on the exchange would grow sparse as she taught the human all there was about milking each other dry~
Ran is a possessive but motherly dom, futanari or not. Kinks are flexible for this one, and we can introduce more magical beings into the mix if we wanted Ran to show off her cute human to family and friends. Maybe a bit of voyeurism, especially when Ran wants others to know that her human belongs to her~
♡♡♡♡ Fandom - Frieren: Beyond Journey's End (Spoilers?)
Flamme was pleased with Frieren's progress the past few months. The elf had talent with how quick she caught on, and she was like a sponge when it came to her lessons. She had advanced far enough for the human mage to really test the elf's limits now. The stage was set as she invited Frieren into her bedroom, having her bend over her bed with her feet a shoulder-width apart. A slender finger trailed over the elf's back, fingertip gliding over that sleeveless, silky white dress of hers.
"It's time to raise the intensity of our training..."
Her soft coo blended in with the peaceful sounds of nature creeping in from the open window. With a step closer, her arms reached around the elf's petite frame as her hands came to rest on Frieren's tender thighs. The human mage's hot breath washed over the elf's ear as she spoke in a hushed tone.
"Do your best to keep your mana stable...no matter what~"
Nipping at Frieren's earlobe, Flamme began to pull on the hem of that dress, exposing that cute rear of hers. It wouldn't be long before the elf felt her teacher press that overwhelming against her backside, throbbing intensely with Flamme's immense mana pool.
"If it gets too intense, just say the safe word," Flamme instructed without telling the poor elf that the human would be casting a voice sealing spell on her soon~
Flamme will be instilling the idea of the age of humans into poor Frieren day in and day out, making sure she can maintain her trump card under great duress! Even long after Flamme's time, Frieren will always be reminded of the potential humans have on her new adventure~
Flamme was pleased with Frieren's progress the past few months. The elf had talent with how quick she caught on, and she was like a sponge when it came to her lessons. She had advanced far enough for the human mage to really test the elf's limits now. The stage was set as she invited Frieren into her bedroom, having her bend over her bed with her feet a shoulder-width apart. A slender finger trailed over the elf's back, fingertip gliding over that sleeveless, silky white dress of hers.
"It's time to raise the intensity of our training..."
Her soft coo blended in with the peaceful sounds of nature creeping in from the open window. With a step closer, her arms reached around the elf's petite frame as her hands came to rest on Frieren's tender thighs. The human mage's hot breath washed over the elf's ear as she spoke in a hushed tone.
"Do your best to keep your mana stable...no matter what~"
Nipping at Frieren's earlobe, Flamme began to pull on the hem of that dress, exposing that cute rear of hers. It wouldn't be long before the elf felt her teacher press that overwhelming against her backside, throbbing intensely with Flamme's immense mana pool.
"If it gets too intense, just say the safe word," Flamme instructed without telling the poor elf that the human would be casting a voice sealing spell on her soon~
Flamme will be instilling the idea of the age of humans into poor Frieren day in and day out, making sure she can maintain her trump card under great duress! Even long after Flamme's time, Frieren will always be reminded of the potential humans have on her new adventure~
Possible Pairings:
Streamer x New Toy
Rental Girlfriend x NEET
Athlete x Coach
Employee x Boss
Images for Inspiration:
Solo References
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07 x 08 x 09 x 10 x 11 x 12 x 13 x 14 x 15 x 16 x 17 x 18
Kinks
Large Cocks
Large Balls
Large / Small Breasts
Inflation (light/medium)
Penetration Bulge (light)
Size Difference
Risk of Pregnancy
Mating / Breeding
Excessive Cum
Oral / Vaginal / Anal
Romance
Kissing
Teasing
Clean Footplay
Sweat
Spanking
Cheating
Stealth Sex
Dirty Talk
PM if interested in discussing plots!
Also, please don't one-line!
Princess (female) x Maid (futanari)]
-- I'd play the dominant Princess in this scenario.
-- As for the maid, I'd love a more submissive futanari.
-- I'd like to try playing the submissive futanari
-- Simply put, the Princess will treat her maid like a plaything, but she'll also shower her with affection~
-- The Princess will take control of their relationship, playing with the futanari at her leisure~
-- And lets her maid have control at times just for the excitement of being pinned down by a whimpering, submissive futa~
-- Possible Princesses (NSFW):
A modern day Princess, one cooped up in her mansion on her family's massive plot of land, grows bored with each passing day. Mother and Father were always out of the house on business trips, but they always made sure to shower their daughter with gifts. Spoiled since the day she was born, the Princess grew haughty and conceited, trading her sewn dolls and toys in for live ones. Abusing and belittling her personal maids for her amusement, she pushed them to the point of resignation, one after the other. Her parents remained distant despite still caring for her, and they responded by requesting an even greater number of maid applicants through that revolving door, always hoping that one would stick and appease their growing daughter.
And eventually, one did show up. Under the guise of a regular human female.
Futanaris were rare in that world. Some worshiped them, some wanted to study them, a few wanted to breed them, and others condemned them. No matter the opinion, the consensus was to keep them at arm's length, treating them almost as if they were irregular. They weren't necessarily accepted into society, but they were allowed to mingle with them for the most part. When they mated, the children born were predominantly female, as the chance for a futanari to be born was incredibly low. The majority of futanaris hid their status, while a minority took advantage of the government's patronage and accepted paychecks to take part in research.
The screening process for maids made sure to keep those unqualified out, whether they lacked the skills to take care of the young Mistress or they just had a shady background. It was also to keep futanaris away, as they didn't want to expose their innocent daughter to a futanari's existence. Perhaps they had grown complacent when searching, but one miraculously made it through.
And perhaps that one can keep the Princess entertained~
-- As for the maid, I'd love a more submissive futanari.
-- I'd like to try playing the submissive futanari
-- Simply put, the Princess will treat her maid like a plaything, but she'll also shower her with affection~
-- The Princess will take control of their relationship, playing with the futanari at her leisure~
-- And lets her maid have control at times just for the excitement of being pinned down by a whimpering, submissive futa~
-- Possible Princesses (NSFW):
"Ara~? Are you that excited to serve me~?"
"A real maid wouldn't hesitate, would they~?"
"Are you as big as they say~?" – "You're not getting excited just from this, are you~?"
"You're the new help?" – "What's wrong? My feet aren't going to clean themselves..."
"A real maid wouldn't hesitate, would they~?"
"Are you as big as they say~?" – "You're not getting excited just from this, are you~?"
"You're the new help?" – "What's wrong? My feet aren't going to clean themselves..."
A modern day Princess, one cooped up in her mansion on her family's massive plot of land, grows bored with each passing day. Mother and Father were always out of the house on business trips, but they always made sure to shower their daughter with gifts. Spoiled since the day she was born, the Princess grew haughty and conceited, trading her sewn dolls and toys in for live ones. Abusing and belittling her personal maids for her amusement, she pushed them to the point of resignation, one after the other. Her parents remained distant despite still caring for her, and they responded by requesting an even greater number of maid applicants through that revolving door, always hoping that one would stick and appease their growing daughter.
And eventually, one did show up. Under the guise of a regular human female.
Futanaris were rare in that world. Some worshiped them, some wanted to study them, a few wanted to breed them, and others condemned them. No matter the opinion, the consensus was to keep them at arm's length, treating them almost as if they were irregular. They weren't necessarily accepted into society, but they were allowed to mingle with them for the most part. When they mated, the children born were predominantly female, as the chance for a futanari to be born was incredibly low. The majority of futanaris hid their status, while a minority took advantage of the government's patronage and accepted paychecks to take part in research.
The screening process for maids made sure to keep those unqualified out, whether they lacked the skills to take care of the young Mistress or they just had a shady background. It was also to keep futanaris away, as they didn't want to expose their innocent daughter to a futanari's existence. Perhaps they had grown complacent when searching, but one miraculously made it through.
And perhaps that one can keep the Princess entertained~
-- Looking to play as the futanari in futa x female
-- Flexible on dominant/submissive/switch/etc
-- Changes can be made to scenarios to fit different kinks/partners/etc
Madoka was graduating soon, and she had gotten through those tough years with a clean record. Or rather, she would have if not for the fact that she had been caught walking out of a love hotel with a client by her best friend's mother. Selling one's body wasn't unheard of, especially for girls her age, but because she was a futa, Madoka had gotten quite popular among the older clientele. Making cash this way was easier than getting a part-time job, so it was purely a business venture for Madoka, as she never considered her clients as anything more than just that. It also had the benefit of relieving the libido that unfortunately came with being a futa. This meant that she didn't need to get involved with anyone from school, so she was free from any sort of drama, plus she could keep the fact that she was a futa a secret. After all, she staked out the red light district about an hour away by train, so it was unlikely she'd encounter anyone that knew her during her active hours.
At least, that's how it was supposed to play out. Madoka had desperately given excuses to her best friend's mother, and at first she thought she had gotten away with it, but later that night she'd receive a foreboding text message. A picture taken with her walking out of the love hotel, her face clear as day in the image. Of course, it was from the older woman that had caught her red-handed just a few hours earlier. Not only that, she already had plans to eat at her best friend's place the very next day. Madoka would barely sleep that night, as she imagined what all could come crashing down in her life if it what she did ever got out. Her reputation, her record, her relationships. She'd try and play it cool during the dinner, but she had a bad feeling this wasn't just some playful teasing.
-- Flexible on dominant/submissive/switch/etc
-- Changes can be made to scenarios to fit different kinks/partners/etc
Madoka was graduating soon, and she had gotten through those tough years with a clean record. Or rather, she would have if not for the fact that she had been caught walking out of a love hotel with a client by her best friend's mother. Selling one's body wasn't unheard of, especially for girls her age, but because she was a futa, Madoka had gotten quite popular among the older clientele. Making cash this way was easier than getting a part-time job, so it was purely a business venture for Madoka, as she never considered her clients as anything more than just that. It also had the benefit of relieving the libido that unfortunately came with being a futa. This meant that she didn't need to get involved with anyone from school, so she was free from any sort of drama, plus she could keep the fact that she was a futa a secret. After all, she staked out the red light district about an hour away by train, so it was unlikely she'd encounter anyone that knew her during her active hours.
At least, that's how it was supposed to play out. Madoka had desperately given excuses to her best friend's mother, and at first she thought she had gotten away with it, but later that night she'd receive a foreboding text message. A picture taken with her walking out of the love hotel, her face clear as day in the image. Of course, it was from the older woman that had caught her red-handed just a few hours earlier. Not only that, she already had plans to eat at her best friend's place the very next day. Madoka would barely sleep that night, as she imagined what all could come crashing down in her life if it what she did ever got out. Her reputation, her record, her relationships. She'd try and play it cool during the dinner, but she had a bad feeling this wasn't just some playful teasing.
-- Currently craving to play as either female dom or futanari sub
-- Setting is the female's livestream while interacting with a futanari
-- Character references aren't set in stone
-- Female is dom; a route could be plenty of teasing and milking the futa on stream, making them beg for more or for it to end
-- Size difference with female smaller than futanari
-- Below is an example of the potential setup
Rika had a great start to her content creator career, garnering a large audience with her daily streams. It was fun work, the pay was good, and she was free to do anything she wanted. However, the algorithm that benefited her channel would soon become unfavorable. With growth stagnating, concurrent viewers dropping, it was only natural that she'd find herself in a downwards spiral, especially when she was using up her savings and paying rent was becoming a real danger. As a last resort, she rallied her remaining loyal followers to spread the word that she'd be doing an extra special stream that they wouldn't want to miss, as she was inviting an acquaintance known to be a rare futanari. And no matter how that night would turn out, she'd soon become an internet star.
Tanya had done her best to keep her futanari status a secret, knowing that all it'd do is draw unnecessary attention and trouble. Aside from family, the only other person that knew was an old acquaintance from school that had walked in on her when she was dressing. While they weren't the closest of friends, they contacted each other every now and then, and Tanya did keep Rika's stream on the side at times. After the special stream announcement though, the futanari would dread the text that she'd receive, especially when it included a picture Rika had saved when she had discovered Tanya was a futanari, using it like blackmail to get her to come on the livestream. She'd show up as long as her identity was hidden, but she wasn't sure what to expect once she was on camera.
-- Setting is the female's livestream while interacting with a futanari
-- Character references aren't set in stone
-- Female is dom; a route could be plenty of teasing and milking the futa on stream, making them beg for more or for it to end
-- Size difference with female smaller than futanari
-- Below is an example of the potential setup
Rika had a great start to her content creator career, garnering a large audience with her daily streams. It was fun work, the pay was good, and she was free to do anything she wanted. However, the algorithm that benefited her channel would soon become unfavorable. With growth stagnating, concurrent viewers dropping, it was only natural that she'd find herself in a downwards spiral, especially when she was using up her savings and paying rent was becoming a real danger. As a last resort, she rallied her remaining loyal followers to spread the word that she'd be doing an extra special stream that they wouldn't want to miss, as she was inviting an acquaintance known to be a rare futanari. And no matter how that night would turn out, she'd soon become an internet star.
Tanya had done her best to keep her futanari status a secret, knowing that all it'd do is draw unnecessary attention and trouble. Aside from family, the only other person that knew was an old acquaintance from school that had walked in on her when she was dressing. While they weren't the closest of friends, they contacted each other every now and then, and Tanya did keep Rika's stream on the side at times. After the special stream announcement though, the futanari would dread the text that she'd receive, especially when it included a picture Rika had saved when she had discovered Tanya was a futanari, using it like blackmail to get her to come on the livestream. She'd show up as long as her identity was hidden, but she wasn't sure what to expect once she was on camera.
♡♡♡ Image Cravings~
Plots to be discussed, mix and match as desired!
Awkward Sleeper x Dominating Futa
Vulnerable Summoner x Eager Futa
Needy Housewife x Aloof Futa
The Bigger One x Submissive Futa
Shocked Scale x Thorough Futa
A Challenging Task~
Stelle x March (Honkai Star Rail)
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07 x 08 x 09 x 10 x 11 x 12 x 13 x 14 x 15 x 16
Stelle x Kafka (Honkai Star Rail)
01 x 02 x 03 x 04 x 05 x 06 x 07 x 08 x 09
Simple Starts~
A rich girl sneaks into the naughty stash of her parents and comes across an unknown term to her, 'Glory Hole'. Taking her unwilling entourage to the nearby park where that term is quite popular, she orders everyone out of the restroom so she can experience it herself without any interruptions. And there she sits in an untidy stall, waiting on the other side of this so-called glory hole, having already ordered her protectors to only allow entry for the one running this service.
(Futa x Female, Oral, Teasing, Stealth Sex, Footplay, Kissing, Risk of Pregnancy)
A small-time ASMR creator has been given the chance of a lifetime as she was invited to collaborate with one of the largest on the streaming platform, one that she may have even looked up to given their same line of work. It starts off innocent enough, with the more experienced artist helping her get in the mood with a few touches here and there. But soon enough, their viewers are treated to quite the indecent musical notes of her being treated to the full course meal of a futa.
Can include a lot of goodies: age/size difference, video streaming, risk of pregnancy, maybe a cheating angle, and more!
Can include a lot of goodies: age/size difference, video streaming, risk of pregnancy, maybe a cheating angle, and more!
The basic formula of this setting is a house, a couple, and a futa homewrecker. This could involve a couple housing a niece, a homestay student, older/younger sister, mother-in-law, etc. The main idea is for whoever the futanari is, they'll end up coercing the girlfriend/wife into some fun that usually involves sneaking around the house. If they ever have sessions outside of those walls, the partner would be involved with occasional phone/video calls.
Cheating, lots of stealth sex, con/dub-con/non-con, risk of pregnancy or condom play, different motives/setups depending on who the futanari is, etc!
Cheating, lots of stealth sex, con/dub-con/non-con, risk of pregnancy or condom play, different motives/setups depending on who the futanari is, etc!
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