Heraphrodite cupcakes ideas

[Cupcakes4days]

Hi - How are you today? So it's about time for the O/os and the requests so everyone knows what kind of cupcakes I prefer.

I find my muse only responds to NON-CONSENSUAL NSFW SUBMISSIVE WORLD BUILDING STORIES. I'm not looking for a whole lot of romance unless it's built up via some time. And I'm not going to budge on this. I do NOT want to write consensual stories. I want stories that are about 60/40 smut/plot and do create a world.


So what to expect with my writing?

• NON CONSENSUAL/DUB CONSENSUAL/RAPE ONLY
• Grammar is not my thing - I don't think I'm writing at a grade school level. But, you will notice issues.
• I like curvy women, I like playing female presenting characters, I like playing all races, I prefer to play virgins, I like playing multiple characters.
  • But seriously - please don't ask me to play super pencil chicks. They have their beauty I'm not knocking that. It's just I want to be attracted to my character.
• With work and regular life stress that I want to write to get away from I try and be a daily writer. It is better to expect me to be a every 2-3 day writer.
• Site pms/forums, discord, or nothing. I do not do email rps.
  • Note I do tend to write between/at jobs which means more often than not I'm writing from a phone. So thus my posts may seem more chaotic because of that as well.

Ok still interested? Cool - gonna post my O/os and interests in an edit to this post. Bumps going forward will primarily be that I edited this original post.

Please read: F-LIST FOR CC​

CONCEPTS:
Teal indicates that there is something about this that is really spurring my muse. That said I will listen to other ideas.

• Breeding world- ideally with a hermaphrodite fem character
  • IF YOUR INTERESTED IN READING ABOUT HIERARCHY/BREEDING/PREF HERMAPHRODITE SMUT IDEAS

    - Breeding world. Here the two mains would be different classes within royalty. I would really like to play a female presenting hermaphrodite fem character, because her ability to breed and be breed makes her a valuable object.
    SNAPSHOT FOCUSING THIS STORY BEING DEF HERMAPHRODITE FEM PRESENTING

    Snapshot: The thin sheer skirts revealed to everyone as she walked through the market square who she was. Because there were only a few of her class and her level. She may be a slave but few were born like her every generation.
    
    The great kingdom of Balia hosted the greatest amount of slave goddesses. Beings that their society said were given to kingdoms of a blessing from the gods. They were the gift of a prosperous kingdom for increased fertility and wealth. Any documentation about one being found in a high level household was drowned in exaggerations about sudden income bursts and the amount of children born. Because without these "blessings" the population staggered. Conventional humans were lucky to conceive at all, if they actually birthed a child it was rare that they lived beyond their 5th birthday. Populations were so minimal that countries far back in the records were now expanded into the size of continents as populations dwindled down to cities for protection.
    
    But, the last two centuries another advancement in biology more and more what science explained was hermaphrodites were born. The governments positioned them as "blessings" from the new religion that had taken over most populations. Beings meant only to serve and procreate because they seemed to be the only ones who could inseminate and carry a child that would live into adulthood. One that remained untouched versus attempted to be breed before puberty even hit was even more unheard of. The slave market's auctioneer rubbed his slimy hands in delight at what the current babble would bring him.
    
    Here she stood at just making it to 5' thanks to the sandles on her feet. The auctioneer specifically choosing to present her in the middle of the day so the sun behind them lite up her ruby red hair and presented a halo around her where she stood in the center bound in her elaborate gold collar and cuffs. Her pearlesant skin came from being hidden away since her mother had her 18 years ago. The fact that the auctioneer was selling one of his own daughter didn't bother him. Because when she came out of the concubine so long ago and he saw what she was he knew that in time his "Treasure" as he eventually named her would bring so much wealth to him. All the temptation to reveal her early through the years worth the first call from the crowd in receiving her. Not even giving the auctioneer a chance to state her opening the crowd was eager with her sudden appearance.
    
    "2.5 billion golds." That was clearly a high level business man's slave secretary. Because there was a strange affliction of calm and panic. Any household would want someone that was the "god's blessing" to the kingdom.
    
    Treasure's mixture of gold and green eyes blinked out at the crowd from behind think lashes. She tried to take a step back but there was an electrical prod behind the bottom of her rib cage that jolted her forward. She gave a small scream and the soft voice emerging from the strawberry lips further excited the crowd. Five more offers were over top of each other confusing the crowd. Treasure's auctioneer had her turn and the sheer green, golds, and cream fabrics were a series of individual lengths twisted together on a belt that hung low on her generous hips and the thick curve of her ass. She tried to look down because despite her worth the auctioneer had humiliated her again and again about her form so she would be a modest thing. He had tried to scare her into being submissive but it had been a struggle. Even now she was dragging each step. He thrust her forward and pulled on the skirts and it became a small war that excited the crowds that she tried to keep herself covered. Their excitement building as the auctioneer growled at her. In private he would have smacked her carefully to not overly mar her skin. In public he didn't yet dare damage the goods so obviously.
    
    "Show them you slut or the dogs can have you." He threatened and her lip curled up. The growl heard by his assistant which hit her with the prod again for growling at her father. Still her shoulders remained taunt despite how her cheeks ballooned into a ruby red blush as dark as her hair.
    
    "No..." She said and the crowd heard it. Instead of repulsed the energy spurred the crowd. Now they were even more curious for her reveals. They were curious of her fiestyness. The few older gentleman and ladies of wealth that allowed themselves to come among the "riff raff" of the auction got greedy dark eyes at the chance to break such a spirit. More calls came and each time she flinched at the higher and higher calls. Her father was squaring off with her eyes darker than charcoal. Despite his earlier resolve not to stoop to this point he couldn't help it. He felt embarrassed that someone as low as her could be back talking to him. She was his daughter. And she was a thing. A trophy for the society. His hand came cross her face in one swing sending her spiraling to the ground and her knees.
    
    "That's where a slave belongs." He kept her there for the moment to take the assistant's knife from his belt and slit the thin metal under the stronger steel. Breaking the line of fabric behind her neck and at the base of her spine. Revealing her thoroughly when she stood again.
    
    Her father lifted her up by the knee length curls and presented the body gone of nearly all the suggestive fabric and the crowd groaned. She was indeed a wealth. Her stubborn chin rising as they gazed upon the heavy melon breasts tipped in dark bronze erect nipples that the auctioneer had pierced as soon as they appeared to be fully grown prior to impregnation. The gold hoops wearing small bells that jingled as fought to keep her hands which were pulled behind her. The smooth belly just out enough to show she was healthy enough to carry brought heavy flared hips explaining the generous rump behind wiggling to and fro. There was nothing to hide what the skirt before had only presented. No hair disrupting the view straight down for the crowd lead by the small dangling piercing at her navel. Standing there at forced mid erection by the pills her father had given her earlier was a proud 9" length dotted in stud piercings cock with the pearl droplet of precum on the end. It was just erect enough to give view to the clean pussy lips beneath, a second later her father helping with the view by thrusting her hips out and holding her shaft so all could see. A ruby red tail attempting to curl behind in the wealth of hair only to be yanked out from behind her so she cried aloud and wiggled for the crowd who laughed. A "nekoaphro" was even more rare than Treasure was because of her genitalia.
    
    "A surprise one after another - this just grew when she reached puberty at 16 so we had to let her stay back another 2 years to finish maturing." He patted her head and scratched at a space hidden by her ears and tears blossomed unshed in her eyes as two triangular ears emerged from among the nest of curls.Her medical records are all above my lords and ladies. This is a certified slave goddess with all signs visible she will easily give birth to many children late into her 60s if you so choose to keep her thus long...who is ready to take her home today?" Because today was her 18th birthday and she was at the prime of her ability to carry or give children. This was their world. When the single sex couldn't often breed it was her kind that became nothing more tan animals and for Treasure she was even part animal.
    
    ((Ok neko thing isn't really needed. I can remove that part. It just sounded fun.)
• YES I WANT TO WRITE THESE - WARNING IF YOU READ THE FOLLOWING IDEAS: Being feminization where I would like to play a once male character. Not everyone's thing so keep scrolling if your not down.
  • Ideally would like a F counter character with this - so it's more of F/fhermaphrodites but not against a male character to write alongside with. 1-3 f characters, M-to-F sub hermaphrodite feminization/transformation, RAPE, , and humiliation
    • In general my idea with this is take a former male character(s) and feminize them/hermpahrodite them. These would be characters who on the front end would be against the manipulation of their "manlyness". Everything would become controlled for them because it would be turning them from one thing to another. I would like to keep this very public - so their is the humiliation of those that knew them finding out about this.

So my original RT is in the females side, but these stories are pretty hermaphrodite specific so I'm going to add them here because I really would like to write either of these. One I have thought out far more than the other as visible. One would be taking a male and transforming them into a female/hermaphrodite. The other would be an existing hermaphrodite. I'm still open for alot of editing - but I will NOT write consensual. I'm only interested in non-consensual/rape stories.

I'm also happy to modify any of the stories from my other request thread to go along this line.

 

[Cupcakes4days]

I'm still on this. I know it's a niche want so I'm willing to wait but wanted to refresh the request.

 

[Cupcakes4days]

Hi - How are you today? So it's about time for the O/os and the requests so everyone knows what kind of cupcakes I prefer.

I find my muse only responds to NON-CONSENSUAL NSFW SUBMISSIVE WORLD BUILDING STORIES. I'm not looking for a whole lot of romance unless it's built up via some time. And I'm not going to budge on this. I do NOT want to write consensual stories. I want stories that are about 60/40 smut/plot and do create a world.


So what to expect with my writing?

• NON CONSENSUAL/DUB CONSENSUAL/RAPE ONLY
• Grammar is not my thing - I don't think I'm writing at a grade school level. But, you will notice issues.
• I like curvy women, I like playing female presenting characters, I like playing all races, I prefer to play virgins, I like playing multiple characters.
  • But seriously - please don't ask me to play super pencil chicks. They have their beauty I'm not knocking that. It's just I want to be attracted to my character.
• With work and regular life stress that I want to write to get away from I try and be a daily writer. It is better to expect me to be a every 2-3 day writer.
• Site pms/forums, discord, or nothing. I do not do email rps.
  • Note I do tend to write between/at jobs which means more often than not I'm writing from a phone. So thus my posts may seem more chaotic because of that as well.

Ok still interested? Cool - gonna post my O/os and interests in an edit to this post. Bumps going forward will primarily be that I edited this original post.

Please read: F-LIST FOR CC​

• Breeding world
  • IF YOUR INTERESTED IN READING ABOUT HIERARCHY/BREEDING/PREF HERMAPHRODITE SMUT IDEAS

    - Breeding world. Here the two mains would be different classes within royalty. I would really like to play a female presenting hermaphrodite fem character, because her ability to breed and be breed makes her a valuable object.
    SNAPSHOT FOCUSING THIS STORY BEING DEF HERMAPHRODITE FEM PRESENTING

    Snapshot: The thin sheer skirts revealed to everyone as she walked through the market square who she was. Because there were only a few of her class and her level. She may be a slave but few were born like her every generation.
    
    The great kingdom of Balia hosted the greatest amount of slave goddesses. Beings that their society said were given to kingdoms of a blessing from the gods. They were the gift of a prosperous kingdom for increased fertility and wealth. Any documentation about one being found in a high level household was drowned in exaggerations about sudden income bursts and the amount of children born. Because without these "blessings" the population staggered. Conventional humans were lucky to conceive at all, if they actually birthed a child it was rare that they lived beyond their 5th birthday. Populations were so minimal that countries far back in the records were now expanded into the size of continents as populations dwindled down to cities for protection.
    
    But, the last two centuries another advancement in biology more and more what science explained was hermaphrodites were born. The governments positioned them as "blessings" from the new religion that had taken over most populations. Beings meant only to serve and procreate because they seemed to be the only ones who could inseminate and carry a child that would live into adulthood. One that remained untouched versus attempted to be breed before puberty even hit was even more unheard of. The slave market's auctioneer rubbed his slimy hands in delight at what the current babble would bring him.
    
    Here she stood at just making it to 5' thanks to the sandles on her feet. The auctioneer specifically choosing to present her in the middle of the day so the sun behind them lite up her ruby red hair and presented a halo around her where she stood in the center bound in her elaborate gold collar and cuffs. Her pearlesant skin came from being hidden away since her mother had her 18 years ago. The fact that the auctioneer was selling one of his own daughter didn't bother him. Because when she came out of the concubine so long ago and he saw what she was he knew that in time his "Treasure" as he eventually named her would bring so much wealth to him. All the temptation to reveal her early through the years worth the first call from the crowd in receiving her. Not even giving the auctioneer a chance to state her opening the crowd was eager with her sudden appearance.
    
    "2.5 billion golds." That was clearly a high level business man's slave secretary. Because there was a strange affliction of calm and panic. Any household would want someone that was the "god's blessing" to the kingdom.
    
    Treasure's mixture of gold and green eyes blinked out at the crowd from behind think lashes. She tried to take a step back but there was an electrical prod behind the bottom of her rib cage that jolted her forward. She gave a small scream and the soft voice emerging from the strawberry lips further excited the crowd. Five more offers were over top of each other confusing the crowd. Treasure's auctioneer had her turn and the sheer green, golds, and cream fabrics were a series of individual lengths twisted together on a belt that hung low on her generous hips and the thick curve of her ass. She tried to look down because despite her worth the auctioneer had humiliated her again and again about her form so she would be a modest thing. He had tried to scare her into being submissive but it had been a struggle. Even now she was dragging each step. He thrust her forward and pulled on the skirts and it became a small war that excited the crowds that she tried to keep herself covered. Their excitement building as the auctioneer growled at her. In private he would have smacked her carefully to not overly mar her skin. In public he didn't yet dare damage the goods so obviously.
    
    "Show them you slut or the dogs can have you." He threatened and her lip curled up. The growl heard by his assistant which hit her with the prod again for growling at her father. Still her shoulders remained taunt despite how her cheeks ballooned into a ruby red blush as dark as her hair.
    
    "No..." She said and the crowd heard it. Instead of repulsed the energy spurred the crowd. Now they were even more curious for her reveals. They were curious of her fiestyness. The few older gentleman and ladies of wealth that allowed themselves to come among the "riff raff" of the auction got greedy dark eyes at the chance to break such a spirit. More calls came and each time she flinched at the higher and higher calls. Her father was squaring off with her eyes darker than charcoal. Despite his earlier resolve not to stoop to this point he couldn't help it. He felt embarrassed that someone as low as her could be back talking to him. She was his daughter. And she was a thing. A trophy for the society. His hand came cross her face in one swing sending her spiraling to the ground and her knees.
    
    "That's where a slave belongs." He kept her there for the moment to take the assistant's knife from his belt and slit the thin metal under the stronger steel. Breaking the line of fabric behind her neck and at the base of her spine. Revealing her thoroughly when she stood again.
    
    Her father lifted her up by the knee length curls and presented the body gone of nearly all the suggestive fabric and the crowd groaned. She was indeed a wealth. Her stubborn chin rising as they gazed upon the heavy melon breasts tipped in dark bronze erect nipples that the auctioneer had pierced as soon as they appeared to be fully grown prior to impregnation. The gold hoops wearing small bells that jingled as fought to keep her hands which were pulled behind her. The smooth belly just out enough to show she was healthy enough to carry brought heavy flared hips explaining the generous rump behind wiggling to and fro. There was nothing to hide what the skirt before had only presented. No hair disrupting the view straight down for the crowd lead by the small dangling piercing at her navel. Standing there at forced mid erection by the pills her father had given her earlier was a proud 9" length dotted in stud piercings cock with the pearl droplet of precum on the end. It was just erect enough to give view to the clean pussy lips beneath, a second later her father helping with the view by thrusting her hips out and holding her shaft so all could see. A ruby red tail attempting to curl behind in the wealth of hair only to be yanked out from behind her so she cried aloud and wiggled for the crowd who laughed. A "nekoaphro" was even more rare than Treasure was because of her genitalia.
    
    "A surprise one after another - this just grew when she reached puberty at 16 so we had to let her stay back another 2 years to finish maturing." He patted her head and scratched at a space hidden by her ears and tears blossomed unshed in her eyes as two triangular ears emerged from among the nest of curls.Her medical records are all above my lords and ladies. This is a certified slave goddess with all signs visible she will easily give birth to many children late into her 60s if you so choose to keep her thus long...who is ready to take her home today?" Because today was her 18th birthday and she was at the prime of her ability to carry or give children. This was their world. When the single sex couldn't often breed it was her kind that became nothing more tan animals and for Treasure she was even part animal.
    
    ((Ok neko thing isn't really needed. I can remove that part. It just sounded fun.)

Like I've said before I know this is a niche concept. And I'm not sold to every part of it. But, I would still really like to write this story about a "Nekaphro". Something like this has been a story concept I flirt with bits and pieces with for a long time. I would like to bring it all together.

I do have wants to write other stories related to writing as a submissive f presenting hermaphrodite in a non con situation, but right now this one is really on my brain.