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Mx Female Warning; Raceplay. Detailed, Experienced Writer. Long-Term.

Joined
Jul 14, 2016
Location
Coxville County
Hello, gals. Very experienced role-player here with a very specific itch I'd like to give a try.

Again, be warned; this plot is not for the sensitive.

There is a pristine, moderately wealthy, small Southern town called Whitehaven in the US that is relatively unknown to the rest of the county, which is just how the residents want to keep it. They value their traditions and heritage and want to keep it in tact.

However, the town becomes national news when a black resident (or more?) moves in, and the town erupts in protests that would seem like they would be from 100 years ago, if it weren't for the cellphones and t-shirts. "Keep Them Out" rallies are held in the quaint town square, with signs and chants saying the most racist things imaginable. The rest of the country is appalled, disgusted, outraged, but the residents of Whitehaven don't care. They're fine being outcasts from the rest of the country, as long as they get to keep their town the way they want it, like they have since the 1600s.

At the center of the media spotlight, unsurprisingly, is the most gorgeous, busty, outrageously curvy married MILF, the darling of Whitehaven, wife of the mayor, who doesn't hold back in defending her town and saying what's on her mind. She knows that she can use her unrivaled good looks and killer body to spread her message, and she's happy to do so, saying the things that would make her grandpappy proud, and doing it all with a killer, unremorseful smile.

After a couple of weeks though, the new black resident(s?) decides to "call her bluff." She has stated she loves her town more than anything, would do anything to retain it, said proudly into hundreds of cameras now that she'll "do whatever it takes to keep them bleeps out of our beloved town!" Ok. If she really means that, the resident(s) will sign over their title to her and leave town before 12am Monday morning... if she will just give them one night of "entertainment."

Of course, the idea of "performing" or even fucking these <insert slur> is revolting to her... but she knows what they're trying to do. They even sign over the title in advance, and give it to her, thinking she won't do it. They're saying that she, a proud white woman, doesn't have the nerve to do whatever it takes to "defend her town." They're calling her a liar, a fraud, a phony. Well, she'll show them. After all, what's one night compared to the long-term future of her beloved Whitehaven?

Not to mention, she can't help but smirk at the idea; these dumb bleeps are willing to give up their land and move out of their homes, just to have a brief moment with her, a gorgeous white princess? How laughably pathetic, and predictable; she's seen the way they've looked at her, on the rare occasions she's been within five miles of any black men. She imagines they probably couldn't even last five minutes before they pop and collapse with a dumb smile on their face, happy to leave her town forever just for her to take her top off and grind on their lap for a few minutes. She imagines, with a grin, she will taunt them as she does it, and let them know their place, all while she chases them out of her town forever.

In a huff, she puts on an outfit she thought she would never be caught dead even looking at. A month ago, the idea of even showing off her ridiculous cleavage was foreign to her, but then once all this started happening, she squeezed her mighty twins into the smallest red shirts she could find, so people would read the "No N's Needed" message loudly across the country. This was just like that, in a way, wasn't it? She'd said she'd do whatever it takes to defend Whitehaven, and now is her chance to prove it!
 
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