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Hey there!
Below are some ideas, along with kinks and limits with each! If any catch your eye, let's get in touch and discuss~ Thanks for reading!
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Below are some ideas, along with kinks and limits with each! If any catch your eye, let's get in touch and discuss~ Thanks for reading!
Thunder roared.
Overhead, the deluge poured constantly, had it been for days now; it wouldn't stop anytime soon either. It drenched the ground, mudding the grass and soil. However, the conditions did not slow Agent-Shadow ' crawling through miles and miles of jungle and mossy grassland within her 'Chameleon-tech Suit'. With its light reflective-tech, she appeared completely invisible; the fibers of the skin tight suit were made of specialized components which allowed a series of reflective options to blend in or to completely vanish from sight. Her destination was only a quarter of a mile remaining, and she was not going to stop now; even with the Bipedal-Security-Bots (B.S.B's) wandering around the closer she got to the hidden facility. Each inch she crawled, every time she moved her elbows to dig into the dirt to shift her body forward and onward, the feeling of the natural ride up of her own panties plagued 'Agent-Shadow ' every 'step' of the way. One of the many downsides of skin-tight suits that members of SpearHawk were equipped with was the natural wedgies. It had to be pushed aside, for the longevity of the assignment.
Her Mission was a two- objective based assignment.-
About ten years ago, A large sub-section of the United States Military broke away- brilliant minds of all sorts suddenly vanished in the middle of the night. Washington was beyond pissed. Rumors started to spread this splinter group was forming its own sort of United Organization from other splintering groups of militaries all over the world. Rumors claimed these splinters united were attempting to create their own answer to the 'Enhanced- Solider-Program'. A experimental program that originated in the United States, with specialized serums were injected into volunteers in the hopes of creating the ideal 'Super Solider'. Most trials were failures. Only a small handful of soldiers survived and were placed into A new Special-Ops Branch known as: SpearHawk.
The Surviving members of the 'ESP' trails, were 'Super' in many ways now; however, they did suffer some level of unseen side-effects. Most, experienced a disassociating phenomenon. Extremely close to some forms of BPD- these surviving members lost a sense of emotion. While still duty beyond, most found previous hobbies, and notions of life no longer offered them joy. Some even lost sense of their previous names, and families. Memories still lingered, but they no longer cared about them. To combat these issues, the members that's would end up joining SpearHawk were given new names, and call signs. Their previous names abandoned. Each member was given an over-seer, someone who monitored their health and vitals as often as possible. Usually these over-seers were also informed of any new assignments a member of SpearHawk was given.
The Enhanced-Soldiers of SpearHawk were trained in many forms of combat; despite the world using drones and bots more and more, the members were trained in espionage, standard combat, and destabilization.
The splinting and formed Unison of multiple groups of military personnel from across the globe was given the place-holder name of: The Independent Confederation. A recent series of attacks, and robberies across the globe point towards them, and the suggestion they are planning to create their own Enhanced-Soldiers. Through many attempts of trying to locate any proper base of operations, the Untied Nations finally located what they presumed to be such a warehouse out in the middle of no where. And so, Agent-Shadow was deployed. Her main objective was reconnaissance, and to confirm if the IC worked within the warehouse or not.
'Shadow come in; Momma Hawk Signing in." came through the ear-piece the Agent wore under her Chameleon mask. Reaching a cliff side, she slowly started to bring herself from the prone crawling, to that of a kneeled position.
"Seems your wandering around with a wicked wedgie," the Overseer commented, as her green eyes studied the multiple screens before her, within the small command lab. Half the world away, 'Momma-Hawk' a ginger haired woman, also had a geometric scan map of the area Agent-Shadow moved around in. Along with multiple reports from drone scans, and hear-say about a mysterious building lingering out there.
"I'd prefer if you'd not focus on that area with your scanners." 'Agent-Shadow' commented, monotone and quietly.
"Can't help it, with that being the only sensor going off. Your cheeks really don't like it."
"Focus."
Groaning into her mic, 'Momma-Hawk' spun her chair around twice before nodding. "Right right...be the buzz kill. According to my scans and everything, you should be seeing some sort of building up ahead. Can you confirm?"
"Affirmative. Its located over a mountain, and seems to have some shield active of it. Explains why the drones couldn't get a heat signature through." Agent-Shadow commented back, using the lenses within the mask to zoom closer and closer to the slightly moss-covered building built half in the mountain side.
"Understood. Proceed with caution. And as always, the Primary Order still stands- if any signs point towards the creation of more Enhanced individuals, we must collect a Semen Sample. However, you are not authorized to kill. Stun only." She reminded the hidden woman.
—-——
Hey there!
So, this prompt is a little choppy. My idea is this is set within a Slightly-futuristic-militarized world. Sorta akin to some level of something like Metal Gear Solid- where heavy military themes are present, but sometimes over the top characters and elements- but mixed with a healthy dose of lewd and perverted nature. The world is also heavily populated by Futas and Women. Not too interested in having male characters within this world, so please do not come suggesting such. It's just not my cup of tea.
Our Enhanced-Soldier here- 'Agent Shadow', is one of our leads. Ideally, I'd like to write as her. Though, if you really want to, we can discuss. All agents of SpearHawk are ideally Futa! As any Super-Soldier should/can be. Their skin-tight suits, think like Steller Blade or Samus Aren from Metroid. The Super-Soldiers/Enhanced Soldiers- at least those from SpearHawk suffer from a lack of emotions. Any other Super Soldier say made by the IC can be fully emotional and what not.
Agent-Shadow's looks are in the air at the moment!
If any of that makes sense!
Ideally, searching for a partner open to writing possibly as multiple characters, as our heroes work in the shadows. I do ask a partner is more of a Switch, than someone who only likes writing Submissive characters. Of course, if you wish to write another member of SpearHawk as a main, feel free!
I have some ideas for the starting this tale off. But if reading through this has spawned any thoughts, please feel free to mention them!
Kinks:
Overhead, the deluge poured constantly, had it been for days now; it wouldn't stop anytime soon either. It drenched the ground, mudding the grass and soil. However, the conditions did not slow Agent-Shadow ' crawling through miles and miles of jungle and mossy grassland within her 'Chameleon-tech Suit'. With its light reflective-tech, she appeared completely invisible; the fibers of the skin tight suit were made of specialized components which allowed a series of reflective options to blend in or to completely vanish from sight. Her destination was only a quarter of a mile remaining, and she was not going to stop now; even with the Bipedal-Security-Bots (B.S.B's) wandering around the closer she got to the hidden facility. Each inch she crawled, every time she moved her elbows to dig into the dirt to shift her body forward and onward, the feeling of the natural ride up of her own panties plagued 'Agent-Shadow ' every 'step' of the way. One of the many downsides of skin-tight suits that members of SpearHawk were equipped with was the natural wedgies. It had to be pushed aside, for the longevity of the assignment.
Her Mission was a two- objective based assignment.-
About ten years ago, A large sub-section of the United States Military broke away- brilliant minds of all sorts suddenly vanished in the middle of the night. Washington was beyond pissed. Rumors started to spread this splinter group was forming its own sort of United Organization from other splintering groups of militaries all over the world. Rumors claimed these splinters united were attempting to create their own answer to the 'Enhanced- Solider-Program'. A experimental program that originated in the United States, with specialized serums were injected into volunteers in the hopes of creating the ideal 'Super Solider'. Most trials were failures. Only a small handful of soldiers survived and were placed into A new Special-Ops Branch known as: SpearHawk.
The Surviving members of the 'ESP' trails, were 'Super' in many ways now; however, they did suffer some level of unseen side-effects. Most, experienced a disassociating phenomenon. Extremely close to some forms of BPD- these surviving members lost a sense of emotion. While still duty beyond, most found previous hobbies, and notions of life no longer offered them joy. Some even lost sense of their previous names, and families. Memories still lingered, but they no longer cared about them. To combat these issues, the members that's would end up joining SpearHawk were given new names, and call signs. Their previous names abandoned. Each member was given an over-seer, someone who monitored their health and vitals as often as possible. Usually these over-seers were also informed of any new assignments a member of SpearHawk was given.
The Enhanced-Soldiers of SpearHawk were trained in many forms of combat; despite the world using drones and bots more and more, the members were trained in espionage, standard combat, and destabilization.
The splinting and formed Unison of multiple groups of military personnel from across the globe was given the place-holder name of: The Independent Confederation. A recent series of attacks, and robberies across the globe point towards them, and the suggestion they are planning to create their own Enhanced-Soldiers. Through many attempts of trying to locate any proper base of operations, the Untied Nations finally located what they presumed to be such a warehouse out in the middle of no where. And so, Agent-Shadow was deployed. Her main objective was reconnaissance, and to confirm if the IC worked within the warehouse or not.
'Shadow come in; Momma Hawk Signing in." came through the ear-piece the Agent wore under her Chameleon mask. Reaching a cliff side, she slowly started to bring herself from the prone crawling, to that of a kneeled position.
"Seems your wandering around with a wicked wedgie," the Overseer commented, as her green eyes studied the multiple screens before her, within the small command lab. Half the world away, 'Momma-Hawk' a ginger haired woman, also had a geometric scan map of the area Agent-Shadow moved around in. Along with multiple reports from drone scans, and hear-say about a mysterious building lingering out there.
"I'd prefer if you'd not focus on that area with your scanners." 'Agent-Shadow' commented, monotone and quietly.
"Can't help it, with that being the only sensor going off. Your cheeks really don't like it."
"Focus."
Groaning into her mic, 'Momma-Hawk' spun her chair around twice before nodding. "Right right...be the buzz kill. According to my scans and everything, you should be seeing some sort of building up ahead. Can you confirm?"
"Affirmative. Its located over a mountain, and seems to have some shield active of it. Explains why the drones couldn't get a heat signature through." Agent-Shadow commented back, using the lenses within the mask to zoom closer and closer to the slightly moss-covered building built half in the mountain side.
"Understood. Proceed with caution. And as always, the Primary Order still stands- if any signs point towards the creation of more Enhanced individuals, we must collect a Semen Sample. However, you are not authorized to kill. Stun only." She reminded the hidden woman.
—-——
Hey there!
So, this prompt is a little choppy. My idea is this is set within a Slightly-futuristic-militarized world. Sorta akin to some level of something like Metal Gear Solid- where heavy military themes are present, but sometimes over the top characters and elements- but mixed with a healthy dose of lewd and perverted nature. The world is also heavily populated by Futas and Women. Not too interested in having male characters within this world, so please do not come suggesting such. It's just not my cup of tea.
Our Enhanced-Soldier here- 'Agent Shadow', is one of our leads. Ideally, I'd like to write as her. Though, if you really want to, we can discuss. All agents of SpearHawk are ideally Futa! As any Super-Soldier should/can be. Their skin-tight suits, think like Steller Blade or Samus Aren from Metroid. The Super-Soldiers/Enhanced Soldiers- at least those from SpearHawk suffer from a lack of emotions. Any other Super Soldier say made by the IC can be fully emotional and what not.
Agent-Shadow's looks are in the air at the moment!
If any of that makes sense!
Ideally, searching for a partner open to writing possibly as multiple characters, as our heroes work in the shadows. I do ask a partner is more of a Switch, than someone who only likes writing Submissive characters. Of course, if you wish to write another member of SpearHawk as a main, feel free!
I have some ideas for the starting this tale off. But if reading through this has spawned any thoughts, please feel free to mention them!
Kinks:
- Femdom/Futa-Dom. Sounding. - Prolonged Denial. Orgasm Control/Denial.. F Realistic Cock Sizes. Switches. Edging/Teasing. Boob-jobs. Smothering. Encasement. Bondage/leashes. Sorta Hentai/Porn Logic can't hurt as well. Switches,.gynarchy
- Cock-slapping (like slapping the cock, and not a cock slapping something.) Ballbusting/CBT of all sorts*. Cock stomping.* (I really want Agent Shadow's balls abused!)
- Military/slight futuristic themes/elements. Tight suits, holsters, military talk (to the best of our ability.)
- Different operatives and enemies having different kinks to use against them.
- And open to more.
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages
The halls were dimmed.
In fact,
the only source of light came from seven white-wax cancels standing erect within rose-gold chamberstick holders. The seven candles were held, by the eldest sisters of the gathering. Veils covered their faces, and the dark robes they wore concealed the majority of their bodies. Only their hands were uncovered, and they were folded one over the other, while carrying the candles towards an alter. The seven passed through lines of other Nuns. All on their knees and hands, faces towards the ground and tops of heads pointed towards the alter. The stone slab that acted as a an alter table was dressed in rose-gold silken drapery. As the seven made their way down the path, two of the seven candles were set onto the table and those nuns stayed at each side. Four of the others, took spots around the alter, all without blocking view to a large statue that stood the tallest in the room. It was cast in bronze, and resembled a nun of their order too. Her bronze hands held together, points of fingers skyward. The statue's face was calm, and her eyes closed. The only oddity to the statue, protruded around the pelvis.
It was fleshy...
It was a penis, and testicles.
Erect, and stressed. Veins pulsing along the tired shaft. The pink head was shiny, more so than usual, as the clear premature juices oozed out by fear. Balls plump and full, if not just a little blue already. When the final of the seven grew close, a small chant started to fill the halls. Every head that was laying against the floor, lifted and eyes focused onto the sister closest to the statue.
...
Inside the bronze cage-of sorts that made up the Statue, the new individual groaned and tried to wiggle more and more. Her wrists were restricted to the interior, while the silk cloth around her privates kept the metal from scratching and harming her body, but at the same time made it rather impossible to retract back in. Beyond being difficult to hear what was going on outside, it was impossible to see anything. Inside the statue, it was dark, and his breath warmed the interior and more.
Unable to move or escape and unaware of the golden beaded rode held up outside in the hall. The tip of the beaded rode aimed towards her defenseless erect phallus...
...
"Welcome, sisters." The veiled woman closest to the bronze statue spoke aloud, filling the room. As the eldest sister of the older, Elizabeth was permitted to remove the veil from her face when speaking in gathering such as now. Her face was naturally pale, and green eyes sat calmly on her face. On top of that, she was gifted with high and defined cheek bones. Within her left hand, was a golden rod- beaded down to the handle, which was wrapped in dark leather. "We gather here, as one of our own has failed to stay pure and on her studies. Thus, we must punish her accordingly. Do not be mistaken- this was not her first offense. We are fair- always have been." Sighing, she turned towards the statue!
Without warning, she took the rod and pressed the end towards the tip of the exposed strained cock from the statue. Her next gesture, her hand thrusting forward at, the beaded wand slowly started to force its way into the phallus; forcing it to expand a little, and swell around the beads. By the time Sister Elizabeth was finished, only the leather handle stuck out of the exposed cock. She turned, but her hand remained and suddenly opened wide and squeezing down harshly on the already blued balls.
"Sister ___________!" She spoke firmly, as her grip tightened more and more. "As our new member, the onus of watching over Sister Joan here falls onto your shoulders. Starting today, your studies and practices will be held within here, as you watch over here. Joan's punishment will last thirty days. On the hour of every hour, every day , for a period of time you find fit, you will attend Joan's testicles and cock. To remind her of her failures of giving into self pleasure. This is both a great honor, and a great responsibility- please keep such in mind."
Hey, hey!
The basic set up here is- a Order of Witches/mages of sorts, study and earn their strengths and powers through prolonged denial; Following the Teachings of a Goddess who created their world. The Goddess in question, was a Futa herself and denied herself any real pleasure- which only heightened her powers. The Order in her name now, does the same. Longer denial, the greater the faith, and greater the power.
That said, big themes on religious orders, and such. As their denial grows, so do their strengths and abilities. This world harbors innate magical powers within people, though not everyone is gifted enough to use them. The Sisterhood finds and accepts candidates, at the age of twenty.
This Order is be on self-denial of sexual pleasures. Our Tale Starts here, with Sister Joan being punished for giving into her own. And Such, lives as the 'Statue of Punished Desire' for a month. Sister Joan will be a character I control, ideally my main. I also intend to write as other members of the Order here; Sister Elizabeth , is one I shall control as well. As for the newest member of the order? Ideally, that will be your character! Name, and look up to you! As the newest member within, she is still learning the ropes and such. Keep in mind, the newest member can always end up int he Statue too. So, I am looking for partners open to write as Switches, not only submissive.
Should also be noted, and not fully needed to be stated- but All characters are to be twenty plus. There is No exception to this. Also, this idea is written with Futa and women characters in mind. Not really looking for Male characters to be included.
Eventually, our two characters will be sent out to help with different problems in the world. From ghost-sighting, to spirit possessions, different demons and such popping up and other fun!
Kinks I'd like Included:
In fact,
the only source of light came from seven white-wax cancels standing erect within rose-gold chamberstick holders. The seven candles were held, by the eldest sisters of the gathering. Veils covered their faces, and the dark robes they wore concealed the majority of their bodies. Only their hands were uncovered, and they were folded one over the other, while carrying the candles towards an alter. The seven passed through lines of other Nuns. All on their knees and hands, faces towards the ground and tops of heads pointed towards the alter. The stone slab that acted as a an alter table was dressed in rose-gold silken drapery. As the seven made their way down the path, two of the seven candles were set onto the table and those nuns stayed at each side. Four of the others, took spots around the alter, all without blocking view to a large statue that stood the tallest in the room. It was cast in bronze, and resembled a nun of their order too. Her bronze hands held together, points of fingers skyward. The statue's face was calm, and her eyes closed. The only oddity to the statue, protruded around the pelvis.
It was fleshy...
It was a penis, and testicles.
Erect, and stressed. Veins pulsing along the tired shaft. The pink head was shiny, more so than usual, as the clear premature juices oozed out by fear. Balls plump and full, if not just a little blue already. When the final of the seven grew close, a small chant started to fill the halls. Every head that was laying against the floor, lifted and eyes focused onto the sister closest to the statue.
...
Inside the bronze cage-of sorts that made up the Statue, the new individual groaned and tried to wiggle more and more. Her wrists were restricted to the interior, while the silk cloth around her privates kept the metal from scratching and harming her body, but at the same time made it rather impossible to retract back in. Beyond being difficult to hear what was going on outside, it was impossible to see anything. Inside the statue, it was dark, and his breath warmed the interior and more.
Unable to move or escape and unaware of the golden beaded rode held up outside in the hall. The tip of the beaded rode aimed towards her defenseless erect phallus...
...
"Welcome, sisters." The veiled woman closest to the bronze statue spoke aloud, filling the room. As the eldest sister of the older, Elizabeth was permitted to remove the veil from her face when speaking in gathering such as now. Her face was naturally pale, and green eyes sat calmly on her face. On top of that, she was gifted with high and defined cheek bones. Within her left hand, was a golden rod- beaded down to the handle, which was wrapped in dark leather. "We gather here, as one of our own has failed to stay pure and on her studies. Thus, we must punish her accordingly. Do not be mistaken- this was not her first offense. We are fair- always have been." Sighing, she turned towards the statue!
Without warning, she took the rod and pressed the end towards the tip of the exposed strained cock from the statue. Her next gesture, her hand thrusting forward at, the beaded wand slowly started to force its way into the phallus; forcing it to expand a little, and swell around the beads. By the time Sister Elizabeth was finished, only the leather handle stuck out of the exposed cock. She turned, but her hand remained and suddenly opened wide and squeezing down harshly on the already blued balls.
"Sister ___________!" She spoke firmly, as her grip tightened more and more. "As our new member, the onus of watching over Sister Joan here falls onto your shoulders. Starting today, your studies and practices will be held within here, as you watch over here. Joan's punishment will last thirty days. On the hour of every hour, every day , for a period of time you find fit, you will attend Joan's testicles and cock. To remind her of her failures of giving into self pleasure. This is both a great honor, and a great responsibility- please keep such in mind."
Hey, hey!
The basic set up here is- a Order of Witches/mages of sorts, study and earn their strengths and powers through prolonged denial; Following the Teachings of a Goddess who created their world. The Goddess in question, was a Futa herself and denied herself any real pleasure- which only heightened her powers. The Order in her name now, does the same. Longer denial, the greater the faith, and greater the power.
That said, big themes on religious orders, and such. As their denial grows, so do their strengths and abilities. This world harbors innate magical powers within people, though not everyone is gifted enough to use them. The Sisterhood finds and accepts candidates, at the age of twenty.
This Order is be on self-denial of sexual pleasures. Our Tale Starts here, with Sister Joan being punished for giving into her own. And Such, lives as the 'Statue of Punished Desire' for a month. Sister Joan will be a character I control, ideally my main. I also intend to write as other members of the Order here; Sister Elizabeth , is one I shall control as well. As for the newest member of the order? Ideally, that will be your character! Name, and look up to you! As the newest member within, she is still learning the ropes and such. Keep in mind, the newest member can always end up int he Statue too. So, I am looking for partners open to write as Switches, not only submissive.
Should also be noted, and not fully needed to be stated- but All characters are to be twenty plus. There is No exception to this. Also, this idea is written with Futa and women characters in mind. Not really looking for Male characters to be included.
Eventually, our two characters will be sent out to help with different problems in the world. From ghost-sighting, to spirit possessions, different demons and such popping up and other fun!
Kinks I'd like Included:
- Femdom/Futa-Dom. Sounding. Cock-slapping (like slapping the cock, and not a cock slapping something.) Ballbusting/CBT of all sorts*. Cock stomping.* Prolonged Denial. Orgasm Control/Denial. Realistic Cock Sizes. Switches. Edging/Teasing. Boob-jobs. Smothering. Encasement. Bondage/leashes.
- Religious Themes/Designs. Fantasy Setting. Monster Girls. Succubus. Possible Magic and spells being used in more perverted means.
- Cursed marks/tattoos. Maybe on the balls, to keep orgasms from happening! Body Possession.
- And open to more.
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages
The World Was Not Right…
Once a proud nation, under the rule of a royal bloodline, Lefa Dorthore might have not been the exact center of the world itself, but it acted a proud beacon of not only technology growth, but as a shinning example of elven culture. It was a melding pot in many ways too- allowing trade through all routes nearby, the allowing of humans to settle within the borders. For hundreds of years, the kingdom of Lefa Dorothore stood and grew; under the role of Queen Trisralei, the world learned of the kindness and brilliance of the elves.
Though…
Not all knew how the royal family acted behind closed doors. Queen Alyndra Trisralei ruled over the land, and was fair to her people. She was married, and her husband was often working with the common folk. And, while the Queen hoped for a daughter, she was instead gifted with a single son. By all means, she adored him, and raised him through the years, but deep down her own want of a daughter often showed its head. When, by the standard calendar-system humans followed, when Kilyn Trisralei was twenty-three human years old, the Queen began her more ideal training of her son.
…
A fleshy-slap echoed within the royal chambers, followed by the disgruntled groan of the natural discomfort following.
"Do not slouch, Kilyn." Alyndra's voice, stern and firm, but also with the natural air of mother scolding someone, snapped out another kick! Rounding her toes to allowed a more firm impact against her son's testicles. He stood before her throne, pale skin that ran through their bloodline exposed fully; while his arms and hands were held above his head- by a small purple swirl of cloud. The cloud itself, was an example of the Queen's abilities: it pulled his limbs upwards with an uncanny strength and kept him before her.
"Y-yes mother…" Exhaling, as this was going on for hours now….But beyond today itself, she had forbid him from sexually pleasuring himself. All his wants, desires and ill-thoughts had been kept within…In fact, Kilyn had never masturbated due to the Queen's orders.
"Soon, the device I have commissioned by the Sisterhood of Enlightenment , will be complete. And we can finally welcome you to the world, properly." Her long, blonde hair with a bright white shine was free and hung over her shoulders, draped down her chest and stopped around her own stomach, the Queen titled her chin. "Our line, our rule can only be continued by a woman- you know this. And while I am granting you the right to keep these-" with elegance and grace, her bare foot which hovered around his crotch suddenly extended again and with her toes pinched down over one testicle and tugged to assure his attention was on her. Of course, he tensed and groaned once more. "As I have grown fond of them being a means of correcting your behavior- but born the way you were, your phallus must be bound in a cage, Kilyn. Only women-cocks are allowed to be free in most cases around the world." She stated this, but knew he should have known this information. "With the device, you will be altered in appearance- to resemble me more and we will welcome you to the world as my daughter." Smiling, she looked up- her bright blue eyes shinning over Kilyn.
Her foot tugged more!
"I-I understand!" Gasping, he nodded firmly!
And in two years, Kilyn was intruded to the world at large as the Queen's only daughter. None knew under the silky dress, keeping the slender body of the daughter covered,laid a simple device. A rose-gold tube like device, that was locked over his manhood. Enchanted with many benefits, its main focus was to alter Kilyn's body. The natural tone he grew was gone, and replaced with slender hips, shoulders and softer skin. His brunette hair was now white blonde like the Queen's, and his brown eyes turned more green. His chest, was larger and his backside plump. As long as the cage remained locked the effects would remain and to assure this- the Queen burnt the only key down and forged it into a ring she wore on her foot.
…
This was all before the Darkness fell over the world. No one truly knew where it sprouted from, or how- but all felt the wrath.
It ran through, with its chaotic nature- corrupting not only the land of the world, but people. Many nations of man fell, and the curses spread- unusual and uncanny fiends started to sprout in the world; darker creatures and monsters. A strange effect of this demonic malevolence was the disappearance of men. Only women, and the Futa-variety were born after. Even the great Elven Kingdom was not safe-despite all their advances in the mystical artes and technology; the Queen was corrupted. Her natural pale skin turned a demonic grey- she grew horns from her temples, a heart-tipped tail, and her once beautiful blue eyes turned an amber yellow.
Not all races, and nations fell- some fought this new corruption within the world. However, the greatest and the proudest of nations did become something else…
Kilyn…on one hand was able to escape the corruption. Both from the initial aid of his mother before her own fall, but the cage he was now forsaken in forever- its magical enhancements protected his soul. Now, the forgotten Princess of the Elves roams the world…in the hopes of perhaps saving 'Her' people one day…
What does the world have in store for Kilyn?
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Heya!
Another new prompt!
In a low fantasy world, a demonic force corrupted much of the land. New creatures and monsters exist now; it's dangerous a futa filled world! Magic, fantasy creatures/monsters, monster-girls/futas, and perhaps some Final Fantasy like Tech, fill the world! The Great Elves were lost, and now something new in their stead. However, the Forgotten Prince/Princess of the Elves remains! Kilyn, who is a more androgynou/feminine leaning nature Elf, survives ! Of course, the world will not be kind to Kilyn! Though, 'she' can meet any number of people wandering about! Perhaps even build a small party in hopes of re-taking her home land. Or, perhaps 'she' is just forsaken to the world and all the horrors to come her way.
Monsters, creatures and so on, are now more perverted and perverse in this now corrupted world. A big inspiration for this concept, is the game 'Tales of Androgyny' in terms of the world and lewd-ness that now rules over. Neko-like monster girls, and such will be a big element of the world. Though, this is not meant to be within that particular world; heavy inspirations though! Lewd-magic In this world too! Perhaps, a character more sexually denied/backed up has more potential and magical strength. Another small concept, we can have characters who end up being edged or in denial- sort forced into hypnosis.
For this, I am looking for a partner- open to writing as female, or Futa characters. Who your character is, or characters, is up to you. Could be someone Kilyn can be friend. Or, someone out to cause her harm. Ideally, partners who are more switch-based, than strictly dom or sub.
If you're open to writing as multiple characters too, or sharing GM like duties, great!
I intend, to write as the Forgotten Princess Kilyn, as my main. But also plan to write others in the world and so on. Kilyn, while a male born, and chastity cage-bound, will go by the more feminine terms. Femboy-ish in a way; though, tries to live up to the ideals her mother taught her.
This concept is still early, and kinda messy! So I apologize if it doesn't make the most sense!
Kinks I have/enjoy!:
Once a proud nation, under the rule of a royal bloodline, Lefa Dorthore might have not been the exact center of the world itself, but it acted a proud beacon of not only technology growth, but as a shinning example of elven culture. It was a melding pot in many ways too- allowing trade through all routes nearby, the allowing of humans to settle within the borders. For hundreds of years, the kingdom of Lefa Dorothore stood and grew; under the role of Queen Trisralei, the world learned of the kindness and brilliance of the elves.
Though…
Not all knew how the royal family acted behind closed doors. Queen Alyndra Trisralei ruled over the land, and was fair to her people. She was married, and her husband was often working with the common folk. And, while the Queen hoped for a daughter, she was instead gifted with a single son. By all means, she adored him, and raised him through the years, but deep down her own want of a daughter often showed its head. When, by the standard calendar-system humans followed, when Kilyn Trisralei was twenty-three human years old, the Queen began her more ideal training of her son.
…
A fleshy-slap echoed within the royal chambers, followed by the disgruntled groan of the natural discomfort following.
"Do not slouch, Kilyn." Alyndra's voice, stern and firm, but also with the natural air of mother scolding someone, snapped out another kick! Rounding her toes to allowed a more firm impact against her son's testicles. He stood before her throne, pale skin that ran through their bloodline exposed fully; while his arms and hands were held above his head- by a small purple swirl of cloud. The cloud itself, was an example of the Queen's abilities: it pulled his limbs upwards with an uncanny strength and kept him before her.
"Y-yes mother…" Exhaling, as this was going on for hours now….But beyond today itself, she had forbid him from sexually pleasuring himself. All his wants, desires and ill-thoughts had been kept within…In fact, Kilyn had never masturbated due to the Queen's orders.
"Soon, the device I have commissioned by the Sisterhood of Enlightenment , will be complete. And we can finally welcome you to the world, properly." Her long, blonde hair with a bright white shine was free and hung over her shoulders, draped down her chest and stopped around her own stomach, the Queen titled her chin. "Our line, our rule can only be continued by a woman- you know this. And while I am granting you the right to keep these-" with elegance and grace, her bare foot which hovered around his crotch suddenly extended again and with her toes pinched down over one testicle and tugged to assure his attention was on her. Of course, he tensed and groaned once more. "As I have grown fond of them being a means of correcting your behavior- but born the way you were, your phallus must be bound in a cage, Kilyn. Only women-cocks are allowed to be free in most cases around the world." She stated this, but knew he should have known this information. "With the device, you will be altered in appearance- to resemble me more and we will welcome you to the world as my daughter." Smiling, she looked up- her bright blue eyes shinning over Kilyn.
Her foot tugged more!
"I-I understand!" Gasping, he nodded firmly!
And in two years, Kilyn was intruded to the world at large as the Queen's only daughter. None knew under the silky dress, keeping the slender body of the daughter covered,laid a simple device. A rose-gold tube like device, that was locked over his manhood. Enchanted with many benefits, its main focus was to alter Kilyn's body. The natural tone he grew was gone, and replaced with slender hips, shoulders and softer skin. His brunette hair was now white blonde like the Queen's, and his brown eyes turned more green. His chest, was larger and his backside plump. As long as the cage remained locked the effects would remain and to assure this- the Queen burnt the only key down and forged it into a ring she wore on her foot.
…
This was all before the Darkness fell over the world. No one truly knew where it sprouted from, or how- but all felt the wrath.
It ran through, with its chaotic nature- corrupting not only the land of the world, but people. Many nations of man fell, and the curses spread- unusual and uncanny fiends started to sprout in the world; darker creatures and monsters. A strange effect of this demonic malevolence was the disappearance of men. Only women, and the Futa-variety were born after. Even the great Elven Kingdom was not safe-despite all their advances in the mystical artes and technology; the Queen was corrupted. Her natural pale skin turned a demonic grey- she grew horns from her temples, a heart-tipped tail, and her once beautiful blue eyes turned an amber yellow.
Not all races, and nations fell- some fought this new corruption within the world. However, the greatest and the proudest of nations did become something else…
Kilyn…on one hand was able to escape the corruption. Both from the initial aid of his mother before her own fall, but the cage he was now forsaken in forever- its magical enhancements protected his soul. Now, the forgotten Princess of the Elves roams the world…in the hopes of perhaps saving 'Her' people one day…
What does the world have in store for Kilyn?
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Heya!
Another new prompt!
In a low fantasy world, a demonic force corrupted much of the land. New creatures and monsters exist now; it's dangerous a futa filled world! Magic, fantasy creatures/monsters, monster-girls/futas, and perhaps some Final Fantasy like Tech, fill the world! The Great Elves were lost, and now something new in their stead. However, the Forgotten Prince/Princess of the Elves remains! Kilyn, who is a more androgynou/feminine leaning nature Elf, survives ! Of course, the world will not be kind to Kilyn! Though, 'she' can meet any number of people wandering about! Perhaps even build a small party in hopes of re-taking her home land. Or, perhaps 'she' is just forsaken to the world and all the horrors to come her way.
Monsters, creatures and so on, are now more perverted and perverse in this now corrupted world. A big inspiration for this concept, is the game 'Tales of Androgyny' in terms of the world and lewd-ness that now rules over. Neko-like monster girls, and such will be a big element of the world. Though, this is not meant to be within that particular world; heavy inspirations though! Lewd-magic In this world too! Perhaps, a character more sexually denied/backed up has more potential and magical strength. Another small concept, we can have characters who end up being edged or in denial- sort forced into hypnosis.
For this, I am looking for a partner- open to writing as female, or Futa characters. Who your character is, or characters, is up to you. Could be someone Kilyn can be friend. Or, someone out to cause her harm. Ideally, partners who are more switch-based, than strictly dom or sub.
If you're open to writing as multiple characters too, or sharing GM like duties, great!
I intend, to write as the Forgotten Princess Kilyn, as my main. But also plan to write others in the world and so on. Kilyn, while a male born, and chastity cage-bound, will go by the more feminine terms. Femboy-ish in a way; though, tries to live up to the ideals her mother taught her.
This concept is still early, and kinda messy! So I apologize if it doesn't make the most sense!
Kinks I have/enjoy!:
- Femdom/Futa-Dom. Sounding. Cock-slapping (like slapping the cock, and not a cock slapping something.) Ballbusting/CBT of all sorts*. Cock stomping.* Prolonged Denial. Orgasm Control/Denial. - Realistic Cock Sizes. Switches. Edging/Teasing. Boob-jobs. Smothering. Encasement. Bondage/leashes. -
- Gynarchy
- Religious Themes/Designs. Fantasy Setting. Magic and spells being used in more perverted means.
- Monster Girls: Neko-styled monster Girls, Slimes, Succubus, angels, Aka-Oni, Alraune, Harpies, Lamias, Apophis, Elves, Dark-Elves (like the main character's family), Mimics, Chimaeras,
- .And open to more.
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages
A soft echo hummed within the enclosed room; while the almost blinding red light got brighter. The echo itself was a single drop landing in a large source liquid somewhere out of sight. A drop would fall every five seconds. Alone, the single source of the light was enough to cause the temperature within to be around 80 Degress Fahrenheit. It was warm enough to sweat, and sweat he did. Impossible not to, even while stripped completely naked. And, the only other source of sound came from the only other person within the room; however, due to the warm red light, her details like facial structure were shadowed.
*Click, click.*
Her heels snapped their clicks, as she rounded the man strung up tall with his hands tied and restricted above his own head. While he was stripped down to nothing, she had her heels. She was Morgan Masters, handler of this particular operation. She would oversee it all , and be in constant contact with the operative.
WHAPPP!
The collision of flesh meeting the top of a foot sounded into its small echoes within the room, as she kicked out and struck his exposed testicles. She did this, at seemingly random and this time, she was behind the man before she struck. “Do not cum.” Her voice commanded out, followed by the sounds of her heels moving once more. The ropes were taut, as he flinched and wanted to curl up and deal with the tightness swelling in his stomach. “You do not have permission, and only I shall grant that.” She added, at the same moment the crimson light emitted a brighter glow.
”It does not matter who you were before- going forward, you must be someone new. You understand this, correct?”
WHAPPP!
She struck again! This time, standing in front of him, hidden away from the overwhelming light and glow- his testicles utterly defenseless; despite the treatment underway, his cock stayed as firmly erect as possible. This was good- had it gone flaccid, the process would need to start again from step one. Stepping forward towards him, her right hand jetted out and gripped his length; her palm sweaty from the heat of them room added to the sudden surge of stimulus. Tensing: muscles flexing, toes pressed down on, arms jerking at the restraints, a loud exhausted groan escaped his lips with the first three pumps she forced along his cock. Every urge in his body demanding he erupt- however, with each following pump, the control over this need seemed to further itself. Part of his mind telling his body to just give up and finally cum, but for one reason or another-he couldn’t. The reprogramming was setting in…
”It doesn’t matter who you were before- Your new name is Jennifer Dulles. “ She explained, continuing pumping his cock, her sweat made it easier to glide up and down the length, “Starting tomorrow, you will be enrolled into '_____________ University' you will locate and gain the trust of Anastasia Sokolova ’ As she added to this, her thumb pressed down over the very tip of his cock, covering the head. “Our contacts in the KGB have confirmed she is the sleeper agent here, within the US. Everything we know about her, she prefers the company of women. You will gain her trust, befriend her, and when you have, you will bring her to us. “ She watched as his hips bobbed side to side to her stroking- sweat running down his body.
“As long as these balls are full, Jennifer Dulles will exist- and you may not cum until I command such. Your Mission is the key to this “ Moaning and groaning as the urges burnt within him, his mind slowly started to fade..? Was it the added hums of bells within the room, or the bright emitting light that transcended his own consciousness and thoughts, but the new commands were forced into him and before his handler knew it- his head dropped and drool ran out from the side of his mouth.
Exhaling, Morgan Masters released his cock.
This was all part of the plan. While it might seem strange, and cruel, the man ‘Jennifer Dulles’ was seconds ago was their best agent. To fully commit to their next assignment, they had to become Jennifer. Later this day, she would go under scalpel and her body crafted more feminine to fully engage in the role. Her cock, would remain- as it was the quickest way to create such a persona. It was an experimental procedure of mental reprogramming; therefore, a special device shall be placed onto Jennifer’s cock to keep it contained and utterly flaccid within. As per the procedure, as long as Jennifer did not cum with her cock properly, the persona will remain.
Morgan glanced down, and nodded firmly. “Perhaps, if you complete this mission without failure, I shall sleep with you.”
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Hey hey!
So, above is a small snippet of background leading into the prompt’s world. I imagine this world, a sorta alternative 1960‘s/70’s type world. Sleeper agents galore here! Not really, just the two as it seems. And, why a man must go under such strange mental-reprogramming in the attempt to capture a KGB sleeper? Because it makes for fun porn-world logic, and femdom goodness. That said, I am still thinking if the US based organization should be the CIA, or some made up black op joint. This is still very much a work in progress idea, so please excuse any weirdness in the post.
A small little fact about me, as I do enjoy the yearly slop that is Call of Duty is, that I love playing the Campaigns. Typically speaking, the Black Ops series are my favorite Campaigns; I loved the first two when they came out, and still do, but I think Cold War took them over in my heart. And now, Black Ops VI seems right now in my eyes even better. So, this post was heavily inspired by the nature of the Black Ops stories.
In this, I pictured Anastasia Sokolova, the KGB sleeper agent, perhaps is a super soldier or some early experimental one. Could go the futa-route, where her primary objective is to spread her seed into as many women as possible to continue some futa based control. For the time being, under cover as a college student in a US university. (Perhaps an all female Uni!) Or, perhaps her objective is captured some important target,; perhaps the President's daughter attends this college.
As the new 'Jennifer Dulles' , code name: Agent Blue- for her infinitely denied balls, enrolls into the same university, her handler posing as a parent or benefactor, its her job, in this new persona to befriend and earn the trust of Anastasia, or fail trying!
In general, this world is meant to be somewhat silly, and perverted- like a weird comic world! Over the top in some elements, femdom all around, and fun~! A lot of concepts here are still work in progress, so totally open to re-work anything! Or, if a possible partner has any thoughts, please feel free to toss em out!
Speaking of which- for any possible partner reading: I ask that you are open to write as Anastasia as your character. If you’re interested in writing multiple characters, like the handler too, great.
3rd Person, in terms of writing too. As for Anastasia's looks, they are totally open! Personality, while under in sleeper mode, I picture a more timid, shy woman. Someone who gets the good old 'gay panic' when another woman talks to her. When the KGB mode kicks in, someone more aggressive and intense. Stronger, etc.!
I'll personally be taking the role of 'Jennifer Dulles' and her side. I'll also write other characters who appear, and if a possible partner wishes to have any side characters, feel free~
In terms of Kinks and limits-
Limits:
*Click, click.*
Her heels snapped their clicks, as she rounded the man strung up tall with his hands tied and restricted above his own head. While he was stripped down to nothing, she had her heels. She was Morgan Masters, handler of this particular operation. She would oversee it all , and be in constant contact with the operative.
WHAPPP!
The collision of flesh meeting the top of a foot sounded into its small echoes within the room, as she kicked out and struck his exposed testicles. She did this, at seemingly random and this time, she was behind the man before she struck. “Do not cum.” Her voice commanded out, followed by the sounds of her heels moving once more. The ropes were taut, as he flinched and wanted to curl up and deal with the tightness swelling in his stomach. “You do not have permission, and only I shall grant that.” She added, at the same moment the crimson light emitted a brighter glow.
”It does not matter who you were before- going forward, you must be someone new. You understand this, correct?”
WHAPPP!
She struck again! This time, standing in front of him, hidden away from the overwhelming light and glow- his testicles utterly defenseless; despite the treatment underway, his cock stayed as firmly erect as possible. This was good- had it gone flaccid, the process would need to start again from step one. Stepping forward towards him, her right hand jetted out and gripped his length; her palm sweaty from the heat of them room added to the sudden surge of stimulus. Tensing: muscles flexing, toes pressed down on, arms jerking at the restraints, a loud exhausted groan escaped his lips with the first three pumps she forced along his cock. Every urge in his body demanding he erupt- however, with each following pump, the control over this need seemed to further itself. Part of his mind telling his body to just give up and finally cum, but for one reason or another-he couldn’t. The reprogramming was setting in…
”It doesn’t matter who you were before- Your new name is Jennifer Dulles. “ She explained, continuing pumping his cock, her sweat made it easier to glide up and down the length, “Starting tomorrow, you will be enrolled into '_____________ University' you will locate and gain the trust of Anastasia Sokolova ’ As she added to this, her thumb pressed down over the very tip of his cock, covering the head. “Our contacts in the KGB have confirmed she is the sleeper agent here, within the US. Everything we know about her, she prefers the company of women. You will gain her trust, befriend her, and when you have, you will bring her to us. “ She watched as his hips bobbed side to side to her stroking- sweat running down his body.
“As long as these balls are full, Jennifer Dulles will exist- and you may not cum until I command such. Your Mission is the key to this “ Moaning and groaning as the urges burnt within him, his mind slowly started to fade..? Was it the added hums of bells within the room, or the bright emitting light that transcended his own consciousness and thoughts, but the new commands were forced into him and before his handler knew it- his head dropped and drool ran out from the side of his mouth.
Exhaling, Morgan Masters released his cock.
This was all part of the plan. While it might seem strange, and cruel, the man ‘Jennifer Dulles’ was seconds ago was their best agent. To fully commit to their next assignment, they had to become Jennifer. Later this day, she would go under scalpel and her body crafted more feminine to fully engage in the role. Her cock, would remain- as it was the quickest way to create such a persona. It was an experimental procedure of mental reprogramming; therefore, a special device shall be placed onto Jennifer’s cock to keep it contained and utterly flaccid within. As per the procedure, as long as Jennifer did not cum with her cock properly, the persona will remain.
Morgan glanced down, and nodded firmly. “Perhaps, if you complete this mission without failure, I shall sleep with you.”
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Hey hey!
So, above is a small snippet of background leading into the prompt’s world. I imagine this world, a sorta alternative 1960‘s/70’s type world. Sleeper agents galore here! Not really, just the two as it seems. And, why a man must go under such strange mental-reprogramming in the attempt to capture a KGB sleeper? Because it makes for fun porn-world logic, and femdom goodness. That said, I am still thinking if the US based organization should be the CIA, or some made up black op joint. This is still very much a work in progress idea, so please excuse any weirdness in the post.
A small little fact about me, as I do enjoy the yearly slop that is Call of Duty is, that I love playing the Campaigns. Typically speaking, the Black Ops series are my favorite Campaigns; I loved the first two when they came out, and still do, but I think Cold War took them over in my heart. And now, Black Ops VI seems right now in my eyes even better. So, this post was heavily inspired by the nature of the Black Ops stories.
In this, I pictured Anastasia Sokolova, the KGB sleeper agent, perhaps is a super soldier or some early experimental one. Could go the futa-route, where her primary objective is to spread her seed into as many women as possible to continue some futa based control. For the time being, under cover as a college student in a US university. (Perhaps an all female Uni!) Or, perhaps her objective is captured some important target,; perhaps the President's daughter attends this college.
As the new 'Jennifer Dulles' , code name: Agent Blue- for her infinitely denied balls, enrolls into the same university, her handler posing as a parent or benefactor, its her job, in this new persona to befriend and earn the trust of Anastasia, or fail trying!
In general, this world is meant to be somewhat silly, and perverted- like a weird comic world! Over the top in some elements, femdom all around, and fun~! A lot of concepts here are still work in progress, so totally open to re-work anything! Or, if a possible partner has any thoughts, please feel free to toss em out!
Speaking of which- for any possible partner reading: I ask that you are open to write as Anastasia as your character. If you’re interested in writing multiple characters, like the handler too, great.
3rd Person, in terms of writing too. As for Anastasia's looks, they are totally open! Personality, while under in sleeper mode, I picture a more timid, shy woman. Someone who gets the good old 'gay panic' when another woman talks to her. When the KGB mode kicks in, someone more aggressive and intense. Stronger, etc.!
I'll personally be taking the role of 'Jennifer Dulles' and her side. I'll also write other characters who appear, and if a possible partner wishes to have any side characters, feel free~
In terms of Kinks and limits-
Limits:
- Blood/gore. Bathroom Kinks/related: Diapers, bad body odor, musk, piss, scat, puke. Lots of pubic or body hair. In terms relating to CBT- castration, popping. Cucking. Male-dom. Anal-plugs. Hyper sizes of any sort.
- General/I like to include: Femdom/Futa-dom. Alt-history settings. Spy/military themes. Mind-control (in this case, through orgasm denial/edging.) Face-sitting. Bondage/blindfolds. Gags. Doggy style. Clothed sex. Orgasm control, and denial.
- Orgasm control and related: /edging/orgasm denial- prolonged, almost unhuman like denial. Chastity cages. Pre-cum leaking. Balls turning blue.
- Some others, that aren't needed, but I also really like:
- Bullying, and wedgies. Wedgies can be over-the top and whacky- like panties not ripping, or snapping right back in place. Spitting down someone's butt crack. Panties/butt crack showing above pants line when a character is sitting or bending down.
- Cumming on someone's back, butt, breasts, or balls.
- If its a case of two futas or a futa and a male, balls slapping against one another during sex.
- Transformation
- Male to Feminine Form/male.
- Body altering to fit new persona.
- Female to Futa
- Mind control/personality control. Sleeper agent elements.
- Open to more.
- Open to more~
Fandom Ideas Below:
It...was so bright...
The sound of seagulls in the sky hoovering around, mixed with the heavy smell of salty water in the air slowly but surly woke Tifa Lockhart Stretching one arm higher than the other, as she shifted over a slightly squeak mattress, the brawler kicked her legs over and onto the wooden floor. There was a strange soreness to her body all over; her muscles screamed, and ached. On top of that all, there was a weird new weight between her legs? Was that something she was imagining?...She tried to ignore it, and shook her chin side to side.
As her red-brown eyes adjusted to the influx of sunlight pouring in from the window, the blurriness of the room she was within started to vanish; a hotel room, of sorts? Maybe a resort room. A rather large bed, within the already considerable room, along with the balcony and the multiple glass windows suggested so, but the problem... besides the small string to her head was the fact Tifa did not recall every coming here...
W-wasn't she with the others? Cloud and Barrett on some cruise ship..?
Standing up, the stringing like throb in her head tensed and made the brawler wince for a moment before it slowly faded. Groaning that off, Tifa paced to the balcony doors and pushed them open to feel the instant wave of heat brush against her skin. As far she could see, orange shingle roofs and palm tree like decorations on top of buildings, beneath the open bright sky. There was plenty of people wandering the stone streets around and extending further away from the building she was in. Within the crowds of people, Tifa spotted one familiar person! Someone she could never mistake for another; that light pink dress, and red jacket was all too identifying!
Without second thought, she leap from the balcony!
"Aerith!"
With the grace she always carried, the flower-girl turned and rose a welcoming and also curious brow towards her friend....
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Hello!
If it was not clear from above, this is a FFVII/Rebirth inspired post! As I've been playing, but haven't finished yet- I am kinda stuck in the FFVII brainrot mode, and wish to make a more lewd tale to play within.I have beaten Rebirth, but This is more of its own enclosed space aha!
The concept here is: Separated from the others, as I wish to focus on female and futa-characters, - Tifa and Aerith find themselves at Costa del Sol- but with no memory of how they got here. Little do they know at the start, at some point on the cruise, they were captured by ShinRa, experimented on (Both are now futas) and now kept as prisoners on the resort island. ShinRa Infantry keeps all exits of the resort blocked off, and even some patrol the streets. Tifa, and Aerith (and room for others to be trapped there with them) must work together to figure out the mystery of how they got here!
Who knows, people like Scarlett and Elena can even be there within Costa del Sol to watch over those two. Natural inhabitants of the small resort town are also very much now working for ShinRa, like Fran, Naomi and Yorda. Open to others being within the story, too.
Ideally, Costa del Sol will be a more perverted place in this telling. Leaning more in the Dub-con side of things; it is not too strange here, for someone to just walk up and grope another , run up and yank someone's panties so high! Bullying and things of that nature. Though, working for ShinRa those within the town are to keep Tifa, Aerith and whoever else within and too busy to think on the ins and out of how they got there. From using their new 'assets' to keep their minds fuzzy, to smack their balls like materia and so on!
So, in terms of possible partners: I am searching for those open to write as Aerith or Tifa, and possible as others as they move throughout Costa del Sol and are trapped within. Ideally, partners who are more Switch in nature, rather than Submissive only. On the counter, I'll write as the other as a main, and other characters they encounter within.
In terms of Kinks:
The sound of seagulls in the sky hoovering around, mixed with the heavy smell of salty water in the air slowly but surly woke Tifa Lockhart Stretching one arm higher than the other, as she shifted over a slightly squeak mattress, the brawler kicked her legs over and onto the wooden floor. There was a strange soreness to her body all over; her muscles screamed, and ached. On top of that all, there was a weird new weight between her legs? Was that something she was imagining?...She tried to ignore it, and shook her chin side to side.
As her red-brown eyes adjusted to the influx of sunlight pouring in from the window, the blurriness of the room she was within started to vanish; a hotel room, of sorts? Maybe a resort room. A rather large bed, within the already considerable room, along with the balcony and the multiple glass windows suggested so, but the problem... besides the small string to her head was the fact Tifa did not recall every coming here...
W-wasn't she with the others? Cloud and Barrett on some cruise ship..?
Standing up, the stringing like throb in her head tensed and made the brawler wince for a moment before it slowly faded. Groaning that off, Tifa paced to the balcony doors and pushed them open to feel the instant wave of heat brush against her skin. As far she could see, orange shingle roofs and palm tree like decorations on top of buildings, beneath the open bright sky. There was plenty of people wandering the stone streets around and extending further away from the building she was in. Within the crowds of people, Tifa spotted one familiar person! Someone she could never mistake for another; that light pink dress, and red jacket was all too identifying!
Without second thought, she leap from the balcony!
"Aerith!"
With the grace she always carried, the flower-girl turned and rose a welcoming and also curious brow towards her friend....
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Hello!
If it was not clear from above, this is a FFVII/Rebirth inspired post! As I've been playing, but haven't finished yet- I am kinda stuck in the FFVII brainrot mode, and wish to make a more lewd tale to play within.I have beaten Rebirth, but This is more of its own enclosed space aha!
The concept here is: Separated from the others, as I wish to focus on female and futa-characters, - Tifa and Aerith find themselves at Costa del Sol- but with no memory of how they got here. Little do they know at the start, at some point on the cruise, they were captured by ShinRa, experimented on (Both are now futas) and now kept as prisoners on the resort island. ShinRa Infantry keeps all exits of the resort blocked off, and even some patrol the streets. Tifa, and Aerith (and room for others to be trapped there with them) must work together to figure out the mystery of how they got here!
Who knows, people like Scarlett and Elena can even be there within Costa del Sol to watch over those two. Natural inhabitants of the small resort town are also very much now working for ShinRa, like Fran, Naomi and Yorda. Open to others being within the story, too.
Ideally, Costa del Sol will be a more perverted place in this telling. Leaning more in the Dub-con side of things; it is not too strange here, for someone to just walk up and grope another , run up and yank someone's panties so high! Bullying and things of that nature. Though, working for ShinRa those within the town are to keep Tifa, Aerith and whoever else within and too busy to think on the ins and out of how they got there. From using their new 'assets' to keep their minds fuzzy, to smack their balls like materia and so on!
So, in terms of possible partners: I am searching for those open to write as Aerith or Tifa, and possible as others as they move throughout Costa del Sol and are trapped within. Ideally, partners who are more Switch in nature, rather than Submissive only. On the counter, I'll write as the other as a main, and other characters they encounter within.
In terms of Kinks:
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. Panties in general And more!
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Transformation: Women into Futa, as a big one. Memory altering/controlling. Open to more.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies in panties. Love the terms, "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- CBT- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. More unique, the more fun And so on! This is a big one I'd love to include.
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. In Terms of CBT-popping, or parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested"
Do Androids have electric orgasms?
Night-City was the City of dreams...
Or, so they said.
Everyone wanted to come to Night-City, make the most of their lives, until the Corpos learned how to monetize and keeping people alive way longer than they should. It was nothing of the legends and myths people spread. A shit hole, wasn't even close in its true description. All that was true, was the fact once someone started to drown in the sewage that is Night-City; its impossible to get out.
For a street-kid though?
It was just another another day, living in the city. Sure, any day could be cut short, flatline and razed out. One wrong turn, and there was the steaming end of someone's piece dead in your face and the trigger itching to be pulled; other times, hell one could just be minding their damn business and stumble into the wrong part of town and never be seen again. One could get caught in the midst of a gang problem, end up as collateral. Maybe a bad BD sends someone over the edge, in every sense. There was also the rumors of cyber-psychosis being a really big issue in the city of late.
V, on the other hand, learned as she went.
Sure, she'd been living here most of her life, and the one try to get out didn't end well, but part of life was learning and adapting. Bettering one's self from the day before. The whole sappy-bullshit one could read online in those self-help sites. To be fair though, some of that stuff had merit; still, V was a firm believer of forcing life by the balls to be a much easier and better place for one's self. Part of being a Street-Kid meant doing any odd-ball job that came your way, and work your way to the top. That was her goal. However, things took...a weird turn.
Just outside the Chery Blossom Market in Japantaon, someone just offering some 'top-of-the-line' BD's caught her attention...If memory served V, the man's name was Stefan or something like that. Falling for something like this was rookie-shit though... A moment after explaining the BD wasn't working, head suddenly felt like a damn brick and she was out...
Rebooting....
...
"Erm....uagh...."
An awful chilling sensation started to bite and burn at her skin, as consciousness started to return to the Merc. Body tensing even before she could realize it, V squirmed feeling the sloshing of water and ice. As her eyes started to widen open, blurry vision of static mess all around her peripherals, a message started to blink over top of it all reading:
New Hardware installed.
"W-what...what the hell happened.." groaning, she started to push herself upward into a seated position, but as she started, the acknowledgment finally sunk in. Eyes shooting open, V glanced down at the ice-filled tube she was submerged within. Body finally catching up to this, her lips started to chatter, as the merc tried to pull herself from the tub. "Hmmmm,..!" Another forceful groan as biceps wobbled and she collapsed over the side of the tub and onto already cracked and bullet ridden tiles. "Ahhhh...fuck..."
Holding one hand to her head, V tried to stretch her limbs while they ached. "Scavs...can't believe I got conned.." Sitting up finally, her exposed form on full display, her eyes traced down her legs and...stopped... "W-what the fuck?!"
Between her legs now...rested something she was not born with...A set of testicles, plapped against her thigh, alongside a new phallus...
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Heyo all cyberpunks!
Recently been having a weird kick for the world, and so here is my prompt! Heavily based off the side mission/gig within the game of the name: Sweet Dreams. I have also completed Phantom Liberty (a few times) and have seen Edgerunners.
Though, some alterations to be aware of, for this lewd-telling in the city that never sleeps! :
Perhaps she can turn to some friends for help, like Judy, Rogue, Panam; someone like Sandra Dorsett who also might have had this happen to her could be someone V turns to for help, as she tries to hunt down whoever did this. Still, V doesn't know at the start of this tale, that whoever 'upgraded' her body with the cock and balls, has remote control over them, from a far. Watching and tracking. That is something she'll have to worry about... Could this be related to the Peralez job she took?
Somi/Songbird open to being a part of this! Maybe she hacks into V's cock too, for fun~
Another possible route, while its unfortunate her body was altered, she just continues Merc work all the same. Just now, she can get more distracted...think with the wrong head.
For a possible partner, who might be interested: I ask you are open to writing someone, like Judy, Panam or so on. Of course, if you would like to write as the forces behind this all, rather than a friend of V's, that's totally fine too. Or, if you have the knack of writing as multiple characters, also please feel free. You character is more than welcomed to be a futa.
Songbird, hell even some of the Edgerunner characters could pop up. Stella Ramos, Lizzy Wizzy or the Us Cracks. I'd really like Stella to be used in some way.
Ideally, I'd write as V as my main, and others as we explore Night-City. Also open to writing others, and helping control the world.
Onto some Kinks, Likes and such:
Night-City was the City of dreams...
Or, so they said.
Everyone wanted to come to Night-City, make the most of their lives, until the Corpos learned how to monetize and keeping people alive way longer than they should. It was nothing of the legends and myths people spread. A shit hole, wasn't even close in its true description. All that was true, was the fact once someone started to drown in the sewage that is Night-City; its impossible to get out.
For a street-kid though?
It was just another another day, living in the city. Sure, any day could be cut short, flatline and razed out. One wrong turn, and there was the steaming end of someone's piece dead in your face and the trigger itching to be pulled; other times, hell one could just be minding their damn business and stumble into the wrong part of town and never be seen again. One could get caught in the midst of a gang problem, end up as collateral. Maybe a bad BD sends someone over the edge, in every sense. There was also the rumors of cyber-psychosis being a really big issue in the city of late.
V, on the other hand, learned as she went.
Sure, she'd been living here most of her life, and the one try to get out didn't end well, but part of life was learning and adapting. Bettering one's self from the day before. The whole sappy-bullshit one could read online in those self-help sites. To be fair though, some of that stuff had merit; still, V was a firm believer of forcing life by the balls to be a much easier and better place for one's self. Part of being a Street-Kid meant doing any odd-ball job that came your way, and work your way to the top. That was her goal. However, things took...a weird turn.
Just outside the Chery Blossom Market in Japantaon, someone just offering some 'top-of-the-line' BD's caught her attention...If memory served V, the man's name was Stefan or something like that. Falling for something like this was rookie-shit though... A moment after explaining the BD wasn't working, head suddenly felt like a damn brick and she was out...
Rebooting....
...
"Erm....uagh...."
An awful chilling sensation started to bite and burn at her skin, as consciousness started to return to the Merc. Body tensing even before she could realize it, V squirmed feeling the sloshing of water and ice. As her eyes started to widen open, blurry vision of static mess all around her peripherals, a message started to blink over top of it all reading:
New Hardware installed.
"W-what...what the hell happened.." groaning, she started to push herself upward into a seated position, but as she started, the acknowledgment finally sunk in. Eyes shooting open, V glanced down at the ice-filled tube she was submerged within. Body finally catching up to this, her lips started to chatter, as the merc tried to pull herself from the tub. "Hmmmm,..!" Another forceful groan as biceps wobbled and she collapsed over the side of the tub and onto already cracked and bullet ridden tiles. "Ahhhh...fuck..."
Holding one hand to her head, V tried to stretch her limbs while they ached. "Scavs...can't believe I got conned.." Sitting up finally, her exposed form on full display, her eyes traced down her legs and...stopped... "W-what the fuck?!"
Between her legs now...rested something she was not born with...A set of testicles, plapped against her thigh, alongside a new phallus...
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Heyo all cyberpunks!
Recently been having a weird kick for the world, and so here is my prompt! Heavily based off the side mission/gig within the game of the name: Sweet Dreams. I have also completed Phantom Liberty (a few times) and have seen Edgerunners.
Though, some alterations to be aware of, for this lewd-telling in the city that never sleeps! :
- Unless we Gender Bend Johnny Silverhand, I'd prefer we do not include him within this V, and story.
- Starting before the prompt, V was woman. After waking up, her woman bits are gone and replaced with something new.
- This is a more lewd/smut-based idea, than action heavy. Though, totally open for some shoot outs and other Night-City mishaps to occur.
- V for this, at least as we start out, ideally would have the default look from the old trailers.
Perhaps she can turn to some friends for help, like Judy, Rogue, Panam; someone like Sandra Dorsett who also might have had this happen to her could be someone V turns to for help, as she tries to hunt down whoever did this. Still, V doesn't know at the start of this tale, that whoever 'upgraded' her body with the cock and balls, has remote control over them, from a far. Watching and tracking. That is something she'll have to worry about... Could this be related to the Peralez job she took?
Somi/Songbird open to being a part of this! Maybe she hacks into V's cock too, for fun~
Another possible route, while its unfortunate her body was altered, she just continues Merc work all the same. Just now, she can get more distracted...think with the wrong head.
For a possible partner, who might be interested: I ask you are open to writing someone, like Judy, Panam or so on. Of course, if you would like to write as the forces behind this all, rather than a friend of V's, that's totally fine too. Or, if you have the knack of writing as multiple characters, also please feel free. You character is more than welcomed to be a futa.
Songbird, hell even some of the Edgerunner characters could pop up. Stella Ramos, Lizzy Wizzy or the Us Cracks. I'd really like Stella to be used in some way.
Ideally, I'd write as V as my main, and others as we explore Night-City. Also open to writing others, and helping control the world.
Onto some Kinks, Likes and such:
- One thing I'd really like to incorporate in this is: in universe rules and powers used for lewd means. An example, from above being whoever altered V's body, being able to track her by the balls/Cock. Perhaps able to force an orgasm or erection whenever. Force a 'Edging program" over her new cock, which makes it feel as if she is constantly being stimulated. A lot of fun can happen!
- Another one, could be a suited up cock-cage being placed on V to block out this tracking and such.
- These are not the extent of what we can do with in universe tools and such.
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. Switches. Orgasm Milking. Cum collecting. Stuck-in-walls. Onahloes.Panties in general And more!
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- CBT- Big fan of Ballbusting ! and its the main kink I'd love to include in this idea! SquarePeg3D is an artist I love that includes the type of Ballbusting I enjoy too!
- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. And so on!
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me.
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. In Terms of CBT-popping, or parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested" Male-dom. Pubic hair. Musk. Pregnancy
Sleep was meant to be a time of rejuvenation and restoration;
A time where one's body was at its upmost relaxed state. Growth happened in sleep, as was the way nature intended. Such couldn't be further from the truth for a woman, tossing on the Endar Spire: shifting back and forth on her bed, body and muscles tensed as sweat ran down her forehead- her mind was plagued with visions or a dream. The short black hair, that was usually combed neatly was soaked, and messy-ends still up and around. Her face, panicked and stressed even within the unpleasant deep slumber. The dreams were plaguing her mind and body. But, they were only glimpses into some reality, somewhere far, far away:
Some...command deck of some cruiser by the looks within her mind. Within the cruiser, on the deck stood someone clad in dark robes; though, the haziness of the dream blurred much of the detail of this figure. Despite this, she could tell within the hazy dream this figure stood proud there. Their posture was proper, and firm; they looked outward through the display port of the command deck towards the endless void that was deep space. Before the dream could focus further into what tale it wanted about this cloaked figure, a sudden boom let out!
...
The Endar Spire took yet another harsh blast from the laser canons of attacking fighters. Violently, even the barracks where the dark haired woman slept shook, and she was almost thrown from her own bed. Dark eyes shot open, as the sensation of a sweat covered face cooled her tensed body, she sat up and looked about: the barracks were empty... Kicking her legs off to the side, the bottoms of her bare feet brushing the cold durasteel floors, she almost jumped in place as the metallic barracks doors opened and rushed in a blonde wearing a Republic uniform. She was injured, holding one side, but assured the doors closed behind her before addressing the other.
"You need to get up, now! We've been ambushed by a Sith Battle Fleet, and they're already boarding."
Throat weirdly sore, the dark haired woman stood up, and glanced to the blonde. "What? Who are you..?"
"Trish Ulgo." She answered, a heavier exhaling pushing through her lips. "We're bunk mates...eh...I guess we do work opposite shifts huh...Either way, I'm an ensign for the Republic fleet, like you." Each word seemed to have taken more out of her lungs, but she was trying.
"I see.."
"No time, we need to find Bastila!"
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Hello, hello!
Or, hello there...
This is clearly a post about Knights of the Old Republic. My basic wants are: : I'd love to dwell into the game's story, and essentially re-tell it. Mixing in more lewd, crude fun into the Galaxy, Far, Far away. Recently, gone through a second playthrough of the First game, and the setting and everything is on the mind; I do plan to try out the second game as I have not done so yet. But again, I wish to make the Galaxy a lewder place, while also Re-telling and adding in our own wants, funs and desires into the mix.
A big first note to keep in mind: I'd like this Re-telling to be a Yuri-faction! Cringe word aside, a bunch of lesbian/woman on woman loving going on. Ideally, this would be a big gender bent telling too- all members of the party /story turned into women, or futa, and so on. Not really interested in focusing on Male on Female sexual interactions. One element I'd like to make: is the idea of the Jedi and Bastila using some level of orgasm denial to keep Revan's memories suppressed; whether its some variant of the Force-battle-mediation technique, keeping Revan's cock locked away or something else we establish.
Another important note: I am searching for a partner, more in the Switch territory. Not looking for someone who only writes sub-only or dom-only characters. The ideal partner would be able to write in third person, and maybe interested in writing multiple characters with me. Kinda sharing GM-duties, but that can be further discussed within DM's. There we can discuss kinks, limits and all sorts of details like if Revan should be just a woman, or a futa, etc, etc!
I'm open to writing as Revan herself, or any number of the party she will meet along the way. As a main, again, open to have Revan-though, if a partner wishes to have her, by all means!.
If this makes sense to anyone, great! I'd love to get in touch via Inbox messages so we can discuss and plot some stuff out. Then, we can kick off into Discord!
First, my limits so they are known:
A time where one's body was at its upmost relaxed state. Growth happened in sleep, as was the way nature intended. Such couldn't be further from the truth for a woman, tossing on the Endar Spire: shifting back and forth on her bed, body and muscles tensed as sweat ran down her forehead- her mind was plagued with visions or a dream. The short black hair, that was usually combed neatly was soaked, and messy-ends still up and around. Her face, panicked and stressed even within the unpleasant deep slumber. The dreams were plaguing her mind and body. But, they were only glimpses into some reality, somewhere far, far away:
Some...command deck of some cruiser by the looks within her mind. Within the cruiser, on the deck stood someone clad in dark robes; though, the haziness of the dream blurred much of the detail of this figure. Despite this, she could tell within the hazy dream this figure stood proud there. Their posture was proper, and firm; they looked outward through the display port of the command deck towards the endless void that was deep space. Before the dream could focus further into what tale it wanted about this cloaked figure, a sudden boom let out!
...
The Endar Spire took yet another harsh blast from the laser canons of attacking fighters. Violently, even the barracks where the dark haired woman slept shook, and she was almost thrown from her own bed. Dark eyes shot open, as the sensation of a sweat covered face cooled her tensed body, she sat up and looked about: the barracks were empty... Kicking her legs off to the side, the bottoms of her bare feet brushing the cold durasteel floors, she almost jumped in place as the metallic barracks doors opened and rushed in a blonde wearing a Republic uniform. She was injured, holding one side, but assured the doors closed behind her before addressing the other.
"You need to get up, now! We've been ambushed by a Sith Battle Fleet, and they're already boarding."
Throat weirdly sore, the dark haired woman stood up, and glanced to the blonde. "What? Who are you..?"
"Trish Ulgo." She answered, a heavier exhaling pushing through her lips. "We're bunk mates...eh...I guess we do work opposite shifts huh...Either way, I'm an ensign for the Republic fleet, like you." Each word seemed to have taken more out of her lungs, but she was trying.
"I see.."
"No time, we need to find Bastila!"
_________________________________________________________
Hello, hello!
Or, hello there...
This is clearly a post about Knights of the Old Republic. My basic wants are: : I'd love to dwell into the game's story, and essentially re-tell it. Mixing in more lewd, crude fun into the Galaxy, Far, Far away. Recently, gone through a second playthrough of the First game, and the setting and everything is on the mind; I do plan to try out the second game as I have not done so yet. But again, I wish to make the Galaxy a lewder place, while also Re-telling and adding in our own wants, funs and desires into the mix.
A big first note to keep in mind: I'd like this Re-telling to be a Yuri-faction! Cringe word aside, a bunch of lesbian/woman on woman loving going on. Ideally, this would be a big gender bent telling too- all members of the party /story turned into women, or futa, and so on. Not really interested in focusing on Male on Female sexual interactions. One element I'd like to make: is the idea of the Jedi and Bastila using some level of orgasm denial to keep Revan's memories suppressed; whether its some variant of the Force-battle-mediation technique, keeping Revan's cock locked away or something else we establish.
Another important note: I am searching for a partner, more in the Switch territory. Not looking for someone who only writes sub-only or dom-only characters. The ideal partner would be able to write in third person, and maybe interested in writing multiple characters with me. Kinda sharing GM-duties, but that can be further discussed within DM's. There we can discuss kinks, limits and all sorts of details like if Revan should be just a woman, or a futa, etc, etc!
I'm open to writing as Revan herself, or any number of the party she will meet along the way. As a main, again, open to have Revan-though, if a partner wishes to have her, by all means!.
If this makes sense to anyone, great! I'd love to get in touch via Inbox messages so we can discuss and plot some stuff out. Then, we can kick off into Discord!
First, my limits so they are known:
- 1st Person writing. . Dirty Body Smells/Musk/B.O. Super amounts of Gore/Vore. Hyper sizes for any body part. Fisting. Cuckcolding/cuckqueening. Large amounts of blood. Pregnancy/Impreg. Parament Damage to genitalia. Bathroom Kinks/Piss/scat/fart/diapers. Low-Effort-messages.
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Possible Romance. In-universe powers used in lewd manners. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. Panties in general And more!
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Transformation: Women into Futa, as a big one. Memory altering/controlling. Open to more.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies in panties. Love the terms, "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- CBT- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. More unique, the more fun And so on! This is a big one I'd love to include.
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me
Five years had passed, since the forming and initial conclusion of the mysterious group of supposed 'Heart Changers", known as, the Phantom Thieves of Heart. (Now they were all out of high school, some about to be finished college. ) To the outside world watching through their escapades, they had both been noted as criminals and heroes. Whether or not either was true, the group had done what they sought out to accomplish and with such, disbanded. And for some time, the legend they left behind was simply fun stories to speculate on.
The members of the Phantom Thieves, stayed in contact of course- unknown to the world. And, with time, as they grew, decided to attempt to reunite for a summer. In fact, it was one of the senior members of the group, Makoto Niijima who had reached out to everyone, in the hopes of planning something. Circumstances prevented the men of the group to meet up, but the women: Ann Takamaki, Haru Okumura, Sumi Yoshizawa and Futaba Sakura were all able to find time. And through careful planning, the ideal of spending a summer together, traveling around Japan in a rented RV was determined.
....However, Fate had another to worry about.
An up and coming idol-star, known as her stage name mostly, 'Alice', though it was also her name proper as well, was filled with all sorts of ill intentions. Alice Hiiragi had spent some time of her life, bullied and put through her own personal hell- hanging by her panties in multiple occasions. Life did shine upon her, as she worked on her idol-career through a mysterious app, allowing some level of super natural abelites! An obsession to be desired, an obsession over a idol she adored, (which happened to be Ann Takamaki), and more lead this power increasing more and more, to the point that reality began to shift!Thus re-woke the Phantom Thieves power, and by nature they had attempted to stop Alice. Failing, rather spectacularly, they were also victims of the new reality Alice was writing!
....
In the new Reality, designed by Alice's subconscious:
She, alone was the top idol of the world! Her reach extended all ends of the globe, and it was near impossible to count the number of fans she adored and pleased. On top of that, she and the world's greatest model, Ann Takamaki, are a power couple. Living together, and the most die-for celebrity couple in the world!
To boot, their personal, bulliable assistant, was now Makoto Niijima, who lost all her courage, and was a timid yes-girl for them, though mostly for Ann.
Futabab Sakura was lost in the world, now a die-hard Alice Hiiragi fan, while only one member of the Phantom Thieves held onto any previous knowledge of how reality was before the change, that being: Sumi Yoshizawa.
Oh...and a lot of women now in the world have extra bits between their legs...
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Hey there!
If not clear, this is a Persona-5 world based concept; where, after a few years of going on to college and such, the women of the Phantom Thieves decide to get back together for a summer, only for Alice Hiiragi to awaken to her powers- defeat the girls and learn of their identities and change reality for herself! All are out of high school, everyone is now twenty and older.
In Alice's new world, she and Ann date and are the world's hottest celebrity couple, and quite the bitchiest. Everywhere Ann Takamaki, the world's most loved model goes, her assistant Makoto Niijima follows and aids with anything. As a pathetic little assistant, Makoto is beyond bullied and picked on. Haru's now a corrupt CEO, Futaba a die-hard Alice fan and Sumi is the only one who retains memories of the world prior....
Both Ann and Alice, in this new reality are futa, and others open for debate!
Ideally, for this, I see Sumi trying to get close enough to her friends and trying help restore their memories or gain their trust. Or fail trying!
For this, I planned on writing as Alice Hiiragi, and Makoto as two characters to control, one more dominant and mean, and Makoto, the poor defenseless nerd now within this world. Totally open to writing as others, as well. For a partner, I do ask, that you are open to write as Ann, and open to being quite the bully towards Makoto- wedgies, fucking, and so on. If you also wish to write as Sumi, even better!
Hopefully this makes sense! Again, this concept takes place four years after the base game- and in a new timeline, so all characters are of age. No exception to this!
Kinks and Likes:
Limits/hard-No's:
If interested, please feel to send a message my way! We can discuss all the finer details that way!
The members of the Phantom Thieves, stayed in contact of course- unknown to the world. And, with time, as they grew, decided to attempt to reunite for a summer. In fact, it was one of the senior members of the group, Makoto Niijima who had reached out to everyone, in the hopes of planning something. Circumstances prevented the men of the group to meet up, but the women: Ann Takamaki, Haru Okumura, Sumi Yoshizawa and Futaba Sakura were all able to find time. And through careful planning, the ideal of spending a summer together, traveling around Japan in a rented RV was determined.
....However, Fate had another to worry about.
An up and coming idol-star, known as her stage name mostly, 'Alice', though it was also her name proper as well, was filled with all sorts of ill intentions. Alice Hiiragi had spent some time of her life, bullied and put through her own personal hell- hanging by her panties in multiple occasions. Life did shine upon her, as she worked on her idol-career through a mysterious app, allowing some level of super natural abelites! An obsession to be desired, an obsession over a idol she adored, (which happened to be Ann Takamaki), and more lead this power increasing more and more, to the point that reality began to shift!Thus re-woke the Phantom Thieves power, and by nature they had attempted to stop Alice. Failing, rather spectacularly, they were also victims of the new reality Alice was writing!
....
In the new Reality, designed by Alice's subconscious:
She, alone was the top idol of the world! Her reach extended all ends of the globe, and it was near impossible to count the number of fans she adored and pleased. On top of that, she and the world's greatest model, Ann Takamaki, are a power couple. Living together, and the most die-for celebrity couple in the world!
To boot, their personal, bulliable assistant, was now Makoto Niijima, who lost all her courage, and was a timid yes-girl for them, though mostly for Ann.
Futabab Sakura was lost in the world, now a die-hard Alice Hiiragi fan, while only one member of the Phantom Thieves held onto any previous knowledge of how reality was before the change, that being: Sumi Yoshizawa.
Oh...and a lot of women now in the world have extra bits between their legs...
---------------
Hey there!
If not clear, this is a Persona-5 world based concept; where, after a few years of going on to college and such, the women of the Phantom Thieves decide to get back together for a summer, only for Alice Hiiragi to awaken to her powers- defeat the girls and learn of their identities and change reality for herself! All are out of high school, everyone is now twenty and older.
In Alice's new world, she and Ann date and are the world's hottest celebrity couple, and quite the bitchiest. Everywhere Ann Takamaki, the world's most loved model goes, her assistant Makoto Niijima follows and aids with anything. As a pathetic little assistant, Makoto is beyond bullied and picked on. Haru's now a corrupt CEO, Futaba a die-hard Alice fan and Sumi is the only one who retains memories of the world prior....
Both Ann and Alice, in this new reality are futa, and others open for debate!
Ideally, for this, I see Sumi trying to get close enough to her friends and trying help restore their memories or gain their trust. Or fail trying!
For this, I planned on writing as Alice Hiiragi, and Makoto as two characters to control, one more dominant and mean, and Makoto, the poor defenseless nerd now within this world. Totally open to writing as others, as well. For a partner, I do ask, that you are open to write as Ann, and open to being quite the bully towards Makoto- wedgies, fucking, and so on. If you also wish to write as Sumi, even better!
Hopefully this makes sense! Again, this concept takes place four years after the base game- and in a new timeline, so all characters are of age. No exception to this!
Kinks and Likes:
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Futa-dom. Doggy-style positioning. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play (For futas). . Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. A new reality. One more lewd and perverted. Dub-con. Panties in general And more!
- CBT- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. And so on!
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me.
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults.
- Wedgies- all sorts of wedgies- from the cartoony, to impossible.
- I really would like Makoto wedgied a lot~
- though, when it comes to wedgie, I don't like clothes stripped or pants pulled down- if that makes sense.
Limits/hard-No's:
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. In Terms of CBT-popping, or parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested" Male dome.
If interested, please feel to send a message my way! We can discuss all the finer details that way!
There was the faint hum, as there always was when dealing with some heavy hardware, emitting in the background of the Bunker. Plus, the tapping of keys across her keyboard, mixed with a few clicks of the heels she wore this night, there was plenty of distracting sounds all around Felicity Smoak. Perhaps a little too on the nose, to have their hidden away base of operations under a campaign-headquarters, but oddly enough it caused no suspicion. The blonde hadn't even really considered, openly to those she worked with, how becoming the Mayor of Star City might change their operations.
She had her ideas though.
Clicking her tongue, watching one of the monitors display live tracking of Star City's Crimson Archer, a wicked little smile curled over her pink lips. Light blue eyes scanned over vitals, and location-that was displayed on her end; slowly drifting the mouse over to that screen, and lower down, the smirk on Felicity's lips grew wider.
"Over-watch checking in, how's your end Speedy~?"
"I thought we agreed," came over the comms, as the archer in question was over top a roof as the night breeze blew past her pale face. Fingers curling over the end of an arrow, before firing it off a few close by buildings and projecting a cable for swinging. Bow used, and the red-hooded archer rolled onto another rooftop. "That we were calling me, Red-Arrow?" Thea Queen, unknown to the city she protected, also known as...welll...depending on who answered: Speedy.
"Speedy just sounds cuter, so we're sticking with that." The blonde answered, pushing into the back of her chair, while bringing a hand up to her bottom lip. "How's my new tech holding up? Everything still fitting under those pink panties of yours?"
At this, Thea's face grew paler...and flushed around her cheeks that thankfully her mask covered a large bit of; her hood also helped hide the embarrassment, had anyone been close by. "I-I really don't understand the need of it..." At that, her green-ish eyes titled down to the dark pants she wore while out at night. Under them, and her own underwear was a strange device. While the inner workings were completely lost to her, the device that was firmly locked over her phallus served multiple purposes:
Marching over to the edge of the rooftop she was on, Thea scanned over the street blew and the close by rooftops- monitoring and simply ready for anything Star City could throw her way. Starling, which was Star City's former name, was known for its crime and class-disparity; not too unlike Gotham City, in all honesty. While Gotham had its fair share of freaks, and mobsters, Star was more gang-crime related. Unlike Central City, which always seemed to be having some silly new meta-human with some playful code-name, Star had ties to terrorist groups too. It was a mess, really...
However, before Thea could ask or debate any further, a small humming started to emit out, mixed with a very low, quiet vibrating sensation over her entrapped cock. Eyes widening under the mask, the archer felt her knees go inward towards one another. Gasping, her bow dropped to the rough top; while Felicity watched the monitor displaying Thea's heart rate. and the 3D render of her caged phallus.
"After your overly sexual college life, I don't think I can trust you with this thing between your legs Speedy; that's why it belongs to me now. And as long as I own it, we're keeping my tech on it. Keep the back talk up, and we're have to go down a size." It was a threat in a lot of ways, but one she had known wouldn't get any fight back on. Thea was hers, slowly but surely.
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Hey , hey!
Inspired by an RP a friend once had, I decided to make a post! Since the official end of the Arrowverse, I am craving some! Also helps that I've been rewatching the old CW shows for fun, too! Let's dive into the Multiverse of the Arrow-verse, and landing on some reality where Futas are the norm, if not the whole reality of the Earth**. Earth-F/Futa!** In this reality, a version of Team Arrow exists, we can decide on who exactly, but two main players will be Thea Queen, and Felicity Smoak. I'd also be open to include Supergirl, and some of those characters as well. Maybe some Legends. Nora West-Allen, Mia Queen, Sara Lance are some others I enjoy!
But, Star City is still a crime ridden place, and that requires those in masks to deal with them.
In this telling/this world, Thea is the only main archer of Star City. Started her crusader after Moira and herself were cast out of the North China Sea. Learning of her mother's awful doings, and their family's wrong doings in the city, she has sworn to do her best to make her home a better place. With the help of a Queen Consolidated employee that was Felicity at the time.
-Though, I am open to having Felicity more evil, or her own motives, beyond the lewd stuff with Thea. Perhaps she comes from another Earth, and is using her time to take over the city- starting with the vigilante.
She simply could just be a pervert, and loves having control over Thea's bits.
Ideally, we'll dive with some level of a story, dealing with crimes, evil Metas, and so on. While mixing all sorts of fun lewd elements within**. I'd personally like to have Thea, as one of my characters,** but open to control multiple. I ask a partner open to write as Felicity; if you wish to write as other as well, please feel free. Felicity is open to also being a futa, or just a woman. Your call there. It does help having some Knowledge of the Arrow-verse, but not totally required.
Some Kinks I fancy:
She had her ideas though.
Clicking her tongue, watching one of the monitors display live tracking of Star City's Crimson Archer, a wicked little smile curled over her pink lips. Light blue eyes scanned over vitals, and location-that was displayed on her end; slowly drifting the mouse over to that screen, and lower down, the smirk on Felicity's lips grew wider.
"Over-watch checking in, how's your end Speedy~?"
"I thought we agreed," came over the comms, as the archer in question was over top a roof as the night breeze blew past her pale face. Fingers curling over the end of an arrow, before firing it off a few close by buildings and projecting a cable for swinging. Bow used, and the red-hooded archer rolled onto another rooftop. "That we were calling me, Red-Arrow?" Thea Queen, unknown to the city she protected, also known as...welll...depending on who answered: Speedy.
"Speedy just sounds cuter, so we're sticking with that." The blonde answered, pushing into the back of her chair, while bringing a hand up to her bottom lip. "How's my new tech holding up? Everything still fitting under those pink panties of yours?"
At this, Thea's face grew paler...and flushed around her cheeks that thankfully her mask covered a large bit of; her hood also helped hide the embarrassment, had anyone been close by. "I-I really don't understand the need of it..." At that, her green-ish eyes titled down to the dark pants she wore while out at night. Under them, and her own underwear was a strange device. While the inner workings were completely lost to her, the device that was firmly locked over her phallus served multiple purposes:
- For most, it was a GPS tracking device, so Felicity could monitor where Speedy was, and where she was to on-going crimes.
- It measured heart rate, blood pressure, and other important vitals, as well, unknown to Thea herself, her libido.
- Again, also unknown to the archer, Felicity had a few extra controls over the pink-cock cage suited up with her tech.
Marching over to the edge of the rooftop she was on, Thea scanned over the street blew and the close by rooftops- monitoring and simply ready for anything Star City could throw her way. Starling, which was Star City's former name, was known for its crime and class-disparity; not too unlike Gotham City, in all honesty. While Gotham had its fair share of freaks, and mobsters, Star was more gang-crime related. Unlike Central City, which always seemed to be having some silly new meta-human with some playful code-name, Star had ties to terrorist groups too. It was a mess, really...
However, before Thea could ask or debate any further, a small humming started to emit out, mixed with a very low, quiet vibrating sensation over her entrapped cock. Eyes widening under the mask, the archer felt her knees go inward towards one another. Gasping, her bow dropped to the rough top; while Felicity watched the monitor displaying Thea's heart rate. and the 3D render of her caged phallus.
"After your overly sexual college life, I don't think I can trust you with this thing between your legs Speedy; that's why it belongs to me now. And as long as I own it, we're keeping my tech on it. Keep the back talk up, and we're have to go down a size." It was a threat in a lot of ways, but one she had known wouldn't get any fight back on. Thea was hers, slowly but surely.
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Hey , hey!
Inspired by an RP a friend once had, I decided to make a post! Since the official end of the Arrowverse, I am craving some! Also helps that I've been rewatching the old CW shows for fun, too! Let's dive into the Multiverse of the Arrow-verse, and landing on some reality where Futas are the norm, if not the whole reality of the Earth**. Earth-F/Futa!** In this reality, a version of Team Arrow exists, we can decide on who exactly, but two main players will be Thea Queen, and Felicity Smoak. I'd also be open to include Supergirl, and some of those characters as well. Maybe some Legends. Nora West-Allen, Mia Queen, Sara Lance are some others I enjoy!
But, Star City is still a crime ridden place, and that requires those in masks to deal with them.
In this telling/this world, Thea is the only main archer of Star City. Started her crusader after Moira and herself were cast out of the North China Sea. Learning of her mother's awful doings, and their family's wrong doings in the city, she has sworn to do her best to make her home a better place. With the help of a Queen Consolidated employee that was Felicity at the time.
-Though, I am open to having Felicity more evil, or her own motives, beyond the lewd stuff with Thea. Perhaps she comes from another Earth, and is using her time to take over the city- starting with the vigilante.
She simply could just be a pervert, and loves having control over Thea's bits.
Ideally, we'll dive with some level of a story, dealing with crimes, evil Metas, and so on. While mixing all sorts of fun lewd elements within**. I'd personally like to have Thea, as one of my characters,** but open to control multiple. I ask a partner open to write as Felicity; if you wish to write as other as well, please feel free. Felicity is open to also being a futa, or just a woman. Your call there. It does help having some Knowledge of the Arrow-verse, but not totally required.
Some Kinks I fancy:
- Orgasm control/Denial. Ruined Orgasms/Forced orgasms. Femdom/Futa-dom. Orgasm torture. Bondage/Gags/Panties as gags/Blindfolds. In universe tech/powers used. Chastity cages. Sounding. CBT/Ballbusting (as long as no parament damage is done.
- High-tech Chastity cages, as mentioned above.
- Some characters as doms, and some as switches.
- Use of Aphrodisiac drugs.
- Accidental orgasms. Premature orgasms.
- Mental Problems due to the prolonged denial (Memory loss, focus issues, etc.!)
- Bullying, wedgies, some humiliations kinks.
- 3rd Person writing.
- Open to more!
- Blood/Gore. Bathroom Kinks. Puke. Dirty body parts/smells. Farting. 1st Person writing. Submissive only partners. Male characters (for this idea. Since its a Futa-reality
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Should start off by saying, this concept takes place six years after the series: Avatar the Last Airbender ends. So, now Katara being 20, close to 21, same for Azula, Ty Lee and Mai (though, she would be 21, closer to 22). I shall also note, that my knowledge of the comics and stories after the first show is very limited; open to glance at stuff and what not, though, this doesn't have to follow anything of the sort!
My idea, is rather barebones too.
Basically, it boils down to wanting Azula of the Fire Nation, as a futa, getting her balls abused like crazy. Her crimes, perhaps the reasoning for all the lewd abuse. Someone like Ty Lee, still somewhat believing in the best of her, tasked with keeping her in line as a Kyoshi Warrior. Maybe Azula is needed for some level of task and needs to be let out of prison but watched by Ty Lee or Katara. Or, maybe Katara feels the need to get some revenge on the Fire Princess and her bulliable balls! Part of me does lean on Ty Lee and Azula being paired together.
But, as long as Azula is getting her balls abused, I am more than happy to add some level of a plot and on-going story. I do adore plot being mixed with intense and silly lewd. A good, 30/70, story/lewd could be real fun! For this, I am looking to write as Azula as say my 'main' character, but totally open to write as multiple characters too. As for my possible partner, I am looking for someone to write as another female character from the Universe.
Ideally, all females within this telling will be Futa too! Also- others can get their balls busted, and dommed- but not by Azula. In this, I do not want Azula to have any nature of being in control.
Kinks, and Likes:
Should start off by saying, this concept takes place six years after the series: Avatar the Last Airbender ends. So, now Katara being 20, close to 21, same for Azula, Ty Lee and Mai (though, she would be 21, closer to 22). I shall also note, that my knowledge of the comics and stories after the first show is very limited; open to glance at stuff and what not, though, this doesn't have to follow anything of the sort!
My idea, is rather barebones too.
Basically, it boils down to wanting Azula of the Fire Nation, as a futa, getting her balls abused like crazy. Her crimes, perhaps the reasoning for all the lewd abuse. Someone like Ty Lee, still somewhat believing in the best of her, tasked with keeping her in line as a Kyoshi Warrior. Maybe Azula is needed for some level of task and needs to be let out of prison but watched by Ty Lee or Katara. Or, maybe Katara feels the need to get some revenge on the Fire Princess and her bulliable balls! Part of me does lean on Ty Lee and Azula being paired together.
But, as long as Azula is getting her balls abused, I am more than happy to add some level of a plot and on-going story. I do adore plot being mixed with intense and silly lewd. A good, 30/70, story/lewd could be real fun! For this, I am looking to write as Azula as say my 'main' character, but totally open to write as multiple characters too. As for my possible partner, I am looking for someone to write as another female character from the Universe.
Ideally, all females within this telling will be Futa too! Also- others can get their balls busted, and dommed- but not by Azula. In this, I do not want Azula to have any nature of being in control.
Kinks, and Likes:
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. Panties in general And more!
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- CBT- Big fan of Ballbusting ! and its the main kink I'd love to include in this idea! SquarePeg3D is an artist I love that includes the type of Ballbusting I enjoy too!
- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. And so on!
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Since this is within the Avatar Universe: bending for Lewd things is also on the table. Could Cum-bending be a thing??
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me.
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. In Terms of CBT-popping, or parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested" Male-dom.
- Resident Evil 2-4 Remake/RE as a whole
- Ada being the one to Rescue Ashley could be fun; perhaps the La Plagas creates futas.
- Doctor Who
- Not too many thoughts here, but I do love Clara a lot!
- Overwatch
- DC Universe/Comics
- Some characters I enjoy: Harley Quinn, Batgirl/Oracle/Barbara Gordan, Supergirl/Kara Zor El, Power Girl/Karen Starr, Spoiler/Stephine Brown, and many more!
- Marvel Rivals!
- I recently stumbled across a image of some of the heroines in chastity cages (Scarlet Witch, Luna Snow, Black Widow, and Hela) and loved it! I've love to try and base something based off of such!
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