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Adagio
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Dec 12, 2009
Brief about me:
They're simple prompts, so the scenario will vary after discussion
- M looking to play M for MxF plots with a focus on smut
- Depends on the scenario, but both short-term and long-term are good for me
- Platform of choice is either PMs or Discord
- I try to match post length, but I tend toward 2-3+ paragraphs
- Post frequency can be multiple times a day as long as I'm not terribly busy
- I'd be happy to do a back-and-forth on Discord if that's desired
- Prefer drawn references
- Large Cocks / Balls
- Large / Small Breasts
- Inflation / Bulge (light/medium)
- Cervical Penetration
- Size / Age Difference
- Risk of Pregnancy
- Mating / Breeding
- Excessive Cum
- Oral / Vaginal / Anal
- Romance
- Cheating / Netorare / NTR / Cuckolding
- Incest
- Stealth / Public Sex
- Additional Kinks > F-list
They're simple prompts, so the scenario will vary after discussion
- 00: Cravings
- Age Difference
- Breeding / Risk of Pregnancy
- Cheating / Netorare / Cuckolding
- Interracial
- Bestiality
- 01: Pairings / Scenarios (References NSFW)
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Biological, Step, In-Law
Father x Daughter
Son x Mother
Brother x Sister
Uncle x Niece
Nephew x Aunt
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Virtual Reality:
Much to his wife's chagrin, the father dotes upon his daughter. Overly so, in fact, as he goes out of his way to ensure she has everything she wants, even when it strains their finances. Seeing her smile is absolutely worth it though, especially for the recent Virtual Reality headset she requested. The father noticed how she started to lock herself in her room more and more though, always hearing odd muffled sounds coming from the other side of the door. He assumed that she just didn't want to be disturbed when playing games, but it got to the point where she was skipping meals. After a talk with his wife, the father decided to begrudgingly invade his daughter's privacy.
Late one evening, he waited for the muffled sounds to stop before pulling out a key he had for emergencies. Making his way into his daughter's room, he was immediately hit with how hot the room it felt in comparison to the rest of the household. His attention was drawn to his disheveled, naked daughter on her bed though, snoozing away, as the headset beside her was still making faint sounds. The sight itself riled the old man up a bit, but he put that aside for the time being as he picked up the VR headset, putting it on to see what she was so addicted to these days.
And he was greeted with the gratuitous compilation of fathers ravaging their daughters.
It wouldn't be long before he added to that compilation with his own daughter.
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Proper Allowance:
After another argument, the father winced as his daughter slammed the door shut to her room. He had just given her another speech about being responsible with money, as she had asked for a bigger allowance after spending all the money she had received from relatives for the holidays. He didn't want to be that stern with her, but if he didn't teach that hard lesson now, she'd get into trouble eventually if she didn't know how to spend responsibly. He figured she'd come around eventually, and after they reconciled, he could award her with a bigger allowance.
Or at least, that's what was supposed to happen. As weeks and then months passed, the father began to realize that she was never asking for money but was always having new things delivered to their home. Eventually, he realized what was happening. While drinking with his coworker at a bar, somehow the topic of toys had come up, and the coworker shared their most recent purchase. It was a fleshlight based on a rising star online. One that looked eerily similar to his daughter. The only difference was that she put her hair in a different style and put on a facemask.
But her hairpin gave her away, especially when he had been the one that bought it for her. So he decided to go home, after downing another few pints to calm his rage, to give her another lecture.
And to see firsthand if what the product was based on was any good.
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Overly Compatible:
The father had daily calls with his daughter whenever he was on a work trip. Whenever she was sick, he'd take days off to be by her side all day. They sometimes slept in the same bed, but only if his wife permitted it as it didn't seem right to her given how old their daughter was already. Whenever the mother was on her own trip, the video calls often involved the daughter in his lap, a disheveled, breathless look on the pair's faces. The father would sometimes wake up to the smell of his daughter, her mark left on nearby sheets or tables. He even caught her poking around beneath his sheets upon waking up some mornings.
Needless to say, his wife was not pleased with how close they were. She commented on how it wasn't natural, and the father agreed. He just didn't care. So whenever his wife didn't have her eyes on them, the father and daughter indulged in each other's bodies. There was no discussion, no arguments, no stress. They didn't need words to know that they wanted each other, that they were perfect for each other.
While the mother cooked breakfast, the father was giving their daughter her own exclusive breakfast in the shower. When the mother was watching television, their daughter was being ridden on the couple's bed upstairs. Shopping trips took longer than usual with how long they took to leave the parking lot, the vehicle bouncing to announce their indecency. Both father and daughter often looked exhausted in the morning, as their midnight snack extended long into the middle of the night.
It wouldn't be long before he would be introducing his granddaughter to his wife, much to her shock and disgust.
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Pokemon World:
The world of pokemon is dangerous, as there was always the risk of having one or more pokemon jumping a lone, unaware human, dragging them into a cave or into the trees where they were either never seen again or would be returned to society after bearing tens to hundreds of pokemon eggs. Humans had to travel in groups lest they were mobbed, and only trainers could really travel on their own, but their safety varied based on their skill and experience. After all, they had to form an intense bond with their pokemon in order for them to follow orders, otherwise the discontent would turn into disobedience, and pokeballs would be no match for a pokemon that truly wanted out.
The pokemon league and gyms were established to maintain some semblance of order among the known trainers and to inspire new trainers to try their hand at taming their own pokemon. Of course, this led to countless new trainers being picked off by pokemon, but the ones that made it through could help keep roads safe as part of an official human protection force. Those that couldn't, or wouldn't, become trainers had general occupations they could fill, the kind standard for human society, but a popular one on the rise were pokemon breeders, often found at pokemon day care. Needless to say, the ones that ended up being returned by wild pokemon often found themselves filling this role.
This scenario follows the life of a trainer, breeder, or just the average person as she learns that it's a pokemon world and humans merely survived in it.
Open-ended. Flexible with kinks/pairings/etc. Can be long-term or quick smut.
Trainer > 01 - 02 - 03 - 04
Breeder > 01 - 02
Person > 01- 02
Wake-up Call:
Movies, books, social media. They all romanticized the journey on pokemon island, a mysterious location discovered just a few decades ago. It had just appeared one day out in the ocean, and perhaps even stranger was that there was an odd disturbance surrounding the island that kept modern communications from going in and out. Thus, humans were quick to get their footing on the island after a year or two of tentative exploration, establishing towns and building roads all throughout the land. Those outside would only hear of the wonderland within and all of the friendly wildlife. In one particular article, it had been compared to an old series long forgotten about the companionship of humans and wildlife and how they made battles between them a sport. This one article inspired hundreds if not thousands to take the gamble of journeying to the island in hopes of becoming a so-called trainer.
But as early as the move-in day, much like the other human residents of the island, the optimistic trainer would learn what it meant to cohabitate with pokemon.
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Inheriting the household name of a prestigious family meant the head's word was law. Whether it was the shameful biological son, the disgusting brother of the prior disowned/departed head, or the return of an estranged, authoritarian father. His presence causes the family to spiral into a state of debauchery. A son that is all too eager to take revenge against his mother. The brother, a well known blemish of the family, abusing his authority on the niece and servants. Or a father that shames his son and takes matters into his own hand to continue the bloodline with his daughter-in-law.
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- 02: Potential Faceclaims
- 03: Extra Images
Feel free to send a PM with your own ideas based on kinks or references
Temptation: A1 - A2 - A3
Mating Purpose: B1 - B2 - B3 - B4
Breeding: C1 - C2
His Boss: D1 - D2
Aggressive: E1 - E2
Christmas Present: F1 - F2
Mind Control: G1- G2 - G3
Promotion: H1 - H2 - H3 - H4 - H5 - H6 - H7
Heavy Press: I1- I2 - I3 - I4 - I5
Ride Hard: J1- J2 - J3 - J4 - J5 - J6 - J7
Proper Coaching: K1- K2 - K3 - K4 - K5 - K6
Endless: L1 - L2 - L3 - L4 - L5 - L6 - L7
Father's Wedding Gift: M1- M2 - M3 - M4 - M5 - M6
Just An Old Classmate: N1 - N2 - N3 - N4 - N5 - 0X: Retired
Old or filled, open for discussion if requested
01: Partner Swap
Long-Term, Netorare, Dub-Con, Risk of Pregnancy
02: A Father's DutyAfter moving into their new apartment, a married couple is greeted by another couple from the neighboring apartment unit. They hit it off and quickly become friends, going out together and inviting each other over for dinners and the like. After some time and they've gotten comfortable with each other, the inevitable topic of their sex life comes up, and as expected, everyone admits to being quite happy with their partners. But then their neighbors ask if they've thought about swapping partners, describing it to them as a safe to explore and experiment with someone other than their respective spouse. It's only later that night when the husband admits to his wife that he's interested but leaves it up to her to make the final decision. Despite that, the eagerness on his face betrays his attempt to not influence the outcome.
So then there they were, situated in their neighbor's apartment on a weekend night. Unlike other times though, they had stripped down to all but their undergarments. As discussed, they would only ever meet with their swap partner when all parties were aware and comfortable with the arrangement. Starting off slow, they'd first have a session for them to get comfortable with each other physically. A curtain was set up to divide the living room in half so they would have some privacy despite all being present. After the night was over, the husband was quite happy with how it turned out, and he was already looking forward to their next session. It was supposed to be a guilt-free and incident-free way of spicing up their sex life.
His naivety would be his downfall as he respected the rules, but his neighbor did not. Finding opportunities throughout the week, the neighbor would enjoy the husband's wife in her own home or out in town, assuring her that her husband was doing the same with the neighbor's wife. From one extra session here and there to dragging her away from their usual get-togethers, like going to the beach with both couples, just to ravish her in the rental car in the parking lot. It's only natural with the increasing frequency and intensity of their illicit romps that the husband would start to realize what's happening, but by that time, it's far too late...
Incest, Non-Con / Dub-Con, Cheating, Risk of Pregnancy
03: The Solution for Declining Birth RatesThe party was winding down as both friends and family were passed out on the floors and chairs, too tired or too drunk to get themselves home. The father's feet felt heavy as he tied up the last trash bag, having wanted to clean up just enough to at least be able to walk through the hallways again without causing a commotion. A yawn would escape his lips as he dragged himself upstairs, keeping a hand on the walls to guide him through the dark. Making his way into his room, the soft click of the door's lock buzzed in his ears as he climbed into bed. He hadn't even realized that someone else was in it until he felt that warmth beneath the sheets. His wife must've been able to get herself into bed before the final round that cleared out the rest of their wine bottles. Naturally, he rolled over and ran his hands over that curvaceous figure.
Whether it was coming down from the high of their earlier festivities or the fact that they hadn't done it in a while, the father figured now was a good of a time as any. With a bit of rustling in the dark, he'd spread her legs and sloppily pushed his halfhearted erection into her, surprised at just how tight she was. His large hands would explore and pin her down at the same time, thrusting hard enough to make the bed springs creak in the night. He could still feel the buzz of alcohol linger, so it took him a bit to realize those gasps and groans in her slumber didn't belong to his wife. His hands would slowly and deliberately run over her again, recognizing both figure and voice as his daughter's.
His mind snapped back into reality, at least for a moment, to realize what he had done. Yet as that body squirmed beneath him, that intoxicating arousal had his size arch and flex, growing bigger and harder. The devil within took hold of him as his hands pinned her wrists down. And wordlessly, pretending he couldn't hear her, the father became even more ruthless, putting the bed's durability to the test.
Mating / Breeding, Stealth / Public Sex, Impregnation
04: A New Year's TraditionDeclining birth rates had gotten out of control and society was on the brink of collapsing. With nothing else working, the government started a program to assign seeders with seedbeds. Both parties would be paid handsomely as long as they could provide proof of each day's work, and there would be a bonus upon successful impregnation. Seeders and seedbeds would be volunteers, although the government wouldn't be against enforcing the signup of their citizens if the situation grew dire enough. There would be no discrimination in the pairings as they would be entirely random, although that meant there were plenty dissatisfied with who they ended up. This was especially the case for those that didn't read the fine print and didn't realize that they were now both contractually and lawfully obliged to breed with their partner. And for the couples that had hopped in looking for a quick buck, they would've been surprised that they couldn't just pick each other and were assigned someone random from the pool.
And as always, the system would never be perfect. Some seeders and seedbeds were erroneously assigned multiple partners, and the device installed in their home would ensure they were keeping up with their quota lest law enforcement come. The ones with money and connections found ways to target specific seeders and seedbeds, effectively having their pick of the litter in creating the next generation. There were those that tried to escape for a number of reasons, such as distaste for their partner or finding that they couldn't bear the incessant sex life, but they were always captured and reported during the news. These criminals would be taken in as government property, to be used 24/7 and to never be seen again.
It wouldn't be long before the entire country spiraled into decadence.
Mating / Breeding, Impregnation, Size / Age Difference
. . . simple prompts:A ways out from civilization was a remote village that continued their traditional rituals, one of them being to welcome the new year's zodiac representative. In order to do so, one young woman, chosen by the heavens themselves would spend nights in the shrine atop the hill until the dragon was satisfied with their faith. The elders of the village always spoke on how being chosen was an honor and how their family would be blessed with good fortune for years to come. And so when the day come for the dragon to settle in the shrine, a name would be called, one that would belong to any of the women in the village no matter their social status or preexisting relationships.
The people of the village could never prove the existence of the new year's zodiac, especially when guards were posted at the bottom of the hill, preventing anyone from disturbing the young woman and the zodiac. When they returned from shrine weeks, or even months, later, the women would never speak of what happened, and it was often the case that they would bear their family a child soon after, seen as a blessing from the Gods.
There were some rumors that the zodiac, with this year being a dragon, would appear before the chosen, as animal or beast, and mate with her until fully satisfied. But others, although silenced or reported if heard, would believe that this was just a way for one of the elders to continue their bloodline, finding a woman that fit their fancy and having their way with her until she was certain to be carrying his child. As for the truth, only the chosen young woman would ever know.
A popular app was created to skip straight to the loving and raunchy stages of a relationship, permanent or not. Utilizing users' profiles and listed interests, the app had a surprisingly high percentage of matching people up perfectly. The app itself had little to no limitations though, meaning that some users would abuse the system by falsifying information on their profiles or including additional services and charges. This meant that some would end up with their ideal partner or one-night stand, while others could be left with a partner that'd drill into them just who their perfect partner should be.
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Older M x Younger F, Breeding, Risk of Pregnancy
Potential for Incest, Cheating, ...A house that was recently sold practically for nothing because of the haunted rumors. While initially dismissed as irrational, soon enough the creaks and flickering lights become unnerving. It isn't long before there's a realization that someone, some thing, is watching from within those walls. Before anything can be done, the entire house is sealed as the entity descends, chasing the desperate residents attempting to hide.
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Monster, Breeding, Risk of Pregnancy, Sexual ExhaustionGrowing up in a remote rural area meant there weren't many options. The young men often left to study and work in the cities, leaving the older men more than happy enough to keep the younger women company.
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Older M x Younger F, Breeding, Risk of Pregnancy
Potential for Incest, Cheating, ...The residents of Tom Nook's town live in harmony and peace...as long as they pay their taxes. Falling behind is frowned upon as is, quite frankly, the only rule Tom maintains. The rare occasions where a villager finds themselves late on payments are the only times villagers are effectively...phased out. They aren't forced to move out of Tom's town, but rather they're forced to move into his chambers where he tasks them with making up the amount they're missing with their bodies. And quite frankly, the interest is quite absurd, so they'll have to work extra hard if they want to get out of sexual labor. If they even want to, at least.
Services include tending to Tom himself, any villagers willing to pay, and all the tourists or online viewers that are interested in someone practically willing to do anything in order for another bell or two.
WARNING: References include bestiality
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> Reference 05There had always been a balance between good and evil. Whenever one got the upper hand, it wasn't long before the opposing side evened the playing field. As for what truly tipped the scales, few would know, and fewer would care. The powers of good could do little but watch as they lost battle after battle, and unlike them, the spoils of war directly contributed to their forces. Whether they went down fighting or ended up surrendering, a cruel fate was all that awaited the heroes. While common villagers were left to be breeding stock for generic monsters, the warriors were sought after, fittingly, by more powerful monsters. Duels even became common among the higher ranks, all for the sake of claiming a higher quality seedbed. Those that realized their fates would put up a futile struggle, and those that bent the knee were offered a long life beneath their new masters.A typical haunting report, an easy job for a veteran exorcist. Or at least, it was meant to be. Her fate was sealed when she entered the household that the villagers stayed far away from. There wasn't even the hope of having a passerby hear her cries as she was branded and prepared like a meal to be feasted upon by the monster. Training her body with a relentless assault, filling her with a size unfit for humans as those slimy tendrils explore every inch of her. It was apparent from the start, but feasting on her spiritual energy was the last of her worries when her womb was being molded to properly accept and be bred by the monster's seed. For better or worse, her life was spared as she started her new life with an insatiable monster.AUDIO WARNING: Links are short, animated references
A simple spell to whip up a slime-based toy, a common, albeit naughty, trick for mages to enjoy themselves on a particularly needy evening. Perhaps with a bit too much magic, or calling upon the wrong spirit, her summoned slime quickly displays a mind of its own. Before the mage even realizes it, she's been completely entangled in those slippery, slimy tentacles. It isn't long before the interior of her room is filled with more of that slime, draining and using her mana to grow in size and strength. Even after diligently preparing an emergency mana crystal, it flops right in front of the slime, giving it the go-signal to use her as it pleased. It ruthlessly assaults her with an inhuman size, conveying its intentions properly as it's capable of pumping out an absurd amount of potent seed. A rather cruel glimmer of hope shines just out of reach as the aforementioned crystal ironically charged up from their indecency. The slime is quick to punish the mage's holes for her attempt to escape, growing even more intense as the mage was completely at its mercy. Another tremendous load that should surely signal the end of the mage's suffering. And yet she's pulled deeper into that pool of slime, set to be both a source of food and a seedbed for the growing slime.Boss x Wife/Girlfriend
Father x Wife/Girlfriend
Landlord x Wife/Girlfriend
Coach x Wife/Girlfriend
Cuckolding Service
Impregnation Service
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