FecklesssPond
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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!
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
For everything pure, and kind- for the joy of the world, and the encouragement of dreams: there stands a champion to defend the weak!
Such power, was reward due to the natural determination to do good to Shinohara Kazue: a college student, in her second year of university. Gifted this power, from the Goddess that watches over the world, Shinohara accepted the duties that came with it! No questioning why she was chosen, or if someone better could have been; instead, she took it with all the honor possible. For most of her second year at college, she double-life'd it as a Heroine of Justice- even sometimes missing classes due to a new dark threat emerging in the world. However, as the heroine, 'Twilight-Heart', she's earn a public reputation as a hero who will help anyone and everyone. Always smiling as she jumps about, offering greetings and well wishes to anyone who tries to talk to her.
Though, the prescience of such a hero, did cause a new issue she will need to handle. Perverted thoughts swarmed her and through the unconsciousness of humanity, something new was born...
——----------------------------------------------------
Hello!
This post is heavily based off a Doujin-hentai I was reading, of the premise of a team of Magical Girls learning to defeat a Demon due to her Masochistic Cock. And, clearly I wish to use this premise for a story to craft with someone here! Thing, are still a little rough in terms of concept here, but I think we can make something fun! Though, unlike the Doujin, our tale will have one Magical Girl who defends the world with all the pureness and kindness she can! 'Twilight Heart' stands as a true heroine of Justice, and has defeated many unusual foes and monsters; however, when a Demoness suddenly appears- one who stands very strong in combat, with showing little to no actual weakness in combat, 'Twilight- Heart' has to trust her ability to scan individuals for 'any" weakness....
Just happens, this Demoness, born of ill-thoughts, and perverted minds of humanity, was crafted with a cock of her own. Something, by a natural beyond even her understanding, is quite the source of masochism for her.
With one of her special abilities, 'The Goddess' Eye', Twilight-Heart discovers the existence of this masochistic phallus and decides that is how she will best this new Foe! "The Goddess' Eye' allows the user, who keeps eye contact over someone to scan not only their physical body, but mental thoughts, hopes , desires, and so on. The longer the eye contact on someone, the more the user can learn.
From there, I'd like for us to take a turn in our own direction. Of course, it will take a few encounters, and battles of the two, Twilight-Heart learning how to abuse, edge, and control such a phallus, and our Evil Demoness slowly lose control and become a bumbling mess for the Heroine of Justice; that said, I think it would be lovely for our Magical Girl to force the Demoness to either fully commit and become a Magical Girl herself, or simply pledge to fight alongside our Magical Girl Heroine. (While she constantly keeps the Demon on her side, with further edging, orgasm control and abuse to such a cock.) From there, new foes, new monsters, possibly new heroes to join the group can all be introduced as our story unfolds!
For a possible partner, I am searching for: someone open to write as Shinohara, our Magical Girl. As a second year college student, twenty-one years old, she is full of energy, but approachable. She is very tactical, however when it comes to her duties as the Heroine of Justice; while she will never turn away from those in need, she also doesn't jump into a fight without observing the environment and who might be waiting for her. Shinohara's looks are open for discussion, though the one want I'd like for her, is red hair. Since this is anime-inspired type of world, the unusual hair colors being normal and natural can be a thing! Shinohara is not a Futa though! (Unless you really want her to be.)
I intend to write as the Demoness, that Shinohara encounters. The name is in the works at the moment. Created from perverted, lust-filled thoughts of humanity, the Demoness is a bit mean, ill-spirited towards her new foe, the Magical Girl who wishes to stop her! I'd love for her, to be quite a bully. Wedgies used as her main means of messing with humanity. (I love wedgies, and the more cartoony ones too) .
On top of this, I will also write others in our world. Still thinking on the setting- ideally a fictional city will be the main location. Still workshopping names there too! I'd love for this to be a longer-term thing, that we craft together in some fun! Silly anime-ish actions, mixed with lewd fun.
Kinks:
Such power, was reward due to the natural determination to do good to Shinohara Kazue: a college student, in her second year of university. Gifted this power, from the Goddess that watches over the world, Shinohara accepted the duties that came with it! No questioning why she was chosen, or if someone better could have been; instead, she took it with all the honor possible. For most of her second year at college, she double-life'd it as a Heroine of Justice- even sometimes missing classes due to a new dark threat emerging in the world. However, as the heroine, 'Twilight-Heart', she's earn a public reputation as a hero who will help anyone and everyone. Always smiling as she jumps about, offering greetings and well wishes to anyone who tries to talk to her.
Though, the prescience of such a hero, did cause a new issue she will need to handle. Perverted thoughts swarmed her and through the unconsciousness of humanity, something new was born...
——----------------------------------------------------
Hello!
This post is heavily based off a Doujin-hentai I was reading, of the premise of a team of Magical Girls learning to defeat a Demon due to her Masochistic Cock. And, clearly I wish to use this premise for a story to craft with someone here! Thing, are still a little rough in terms of concept here, but I think we can make something fun! Though, unlike the Doujin, our tale will have one Magical Girl who defends the world with all the pureness and kindness she can! 'Twilight Heart' stands as a true heroine of Justice, and has defeated many unusual foes and monsters; however, when a Demoness suddenly appears- one who stands very strong in combat, with showing little to no actual weakness in combat, 'Twilight- Heart' has to trust her ability to scan individuals for 'any" weakness....
Just happens, this Demoness, born of ill-thoughts, and perverted minds of humanity, was crafted with a cock of her own. Something, by a natural beyond even her understanding, is quite the source of masochism for her.
With one of her special abilities, 'The Goddess' Eye', Twilight-Heart discovers the existence of this masochistic phallus and decides that is how she will best this new Foe! "The Goddess' Eye' allows the user, who keeps eye contact over someone to scan not only their physical body, but mental thoughts, hopes , desires, and so on. The longer the eye contact on someone, the more the user can learn.
From there, I'd like for us to take a turn in our own direction. Of course, it will take a few encounters, and battles of the two, Twilight-Heart learning how to abuse, edge, and control such a phallus, and our Evil Demoness slowly lose control and become a bumbling mess for the Heroine of Justice; that said, I think it would be lovely for our Magical Girl to force the Demoness to either fully commit and become a Magical Girl herself, or simply pledge to fight alongside our Magical Girl Heroine. (While she constantly keeps the Demon on her side, with further edging, orgasm control and abuse to such a cock.) From there, new foes, new monsters, possibly new heroes to join the group can all be introduced as our story unfolds!
For a possible partner, I am searching for: someone open to write as Shinohara, our Magical Girl. As a second year college student, twenty-one years old, she is full of energy, but approachable. She is very tactical, however when it comes to her duties as the Heroine of Justice; while she will never turn away from those in need, she also doesn't jump into a fight without observing the environment and who might be waiting for her. Shinohara's looks are open for discussion, though the one want I'd like for her, is red hair. Since this is anime-inspired type of world, the unusual hair colors being normal and natural can be a thing! Shinohara is not a Futa though! (Unless you really want her to be.)
I intend to write as the Demoness, that Shinohara encounters. The name is in the works at the moment. Created from perverted, lust-filled thoughts of humanity, the Demoness is a bit mean, ill-spirited towards her new foe, the Magical Girl who wishes to stop her! I'd love for her, to be quite a bully. Wedgies used as her main means of messing with humanity. (I love wedgies, and the more cartoony ones too) .
On top of this, I will also write others in our world. Still thinking on the setting- ideally a fictional city will be the main location. Still workshopping names there too! I'd love for this to be a longer-term thing, that we craft together in some fun! Silly anime-ish actions, mixed with lewd fun.
Kinks:
- Wanted Kinks for this: Femdom. Orgasm Control/Denial/Prolonged Denial. Edging. (Towards the Demoness). CBT/Ballbusting. Use of Orgasm control/denial to control someone. Bullying wedgies (used against the Magical Girl). Possible Romance, and cute things like hand holding and such.
- My General and other kinks:
- Femdom/Futa-Dom. Orgasm Control/Denial/Edging. Orgasm control weaponized. Characters not allowed to cum for long periods of time. Switches, rather than just strict dom and sub characters. Chastity devices/cages. Face-sitting. Human-furniture. Bondage. Leashes (tied around the balls too). Light spanking. Panties used as gags, and blindfolds. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. (Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little, for example. ) Some combat, since its a Magical Girl world, and powers! Monster girls/creatures.
- Playful combat
- Open to more, as well!
- 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"
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~
The World was not right...
Long forgotten evils laid dormant, under the ever growing climax that is humanity. Before man could understand, there was a being known as: Dimmethesa. Known as the Moon-Demon Queen, for prowling and devouring at night under full pale moons, she was known for her appearance or more so, appearances. Legends told of multiple looks, ranging from more human like, to scaly-humanoid like, to half serpent and half woman, to many others; however, one element that kept true throughout all these early tales and reports was what hung between Dimmethesa's legs...Her mighty cock.
All feared her cock and the spells she could produce from the phallus!
Until, one day, a singular warrior- clad in a dark cloak was able to seal the Moon-Demon Queen away inside a small chest, tossed away into a cave under layers of natural debris to be forgotten for time.
Many years passed on, and the tales and legends of Dimmethesa became simple footnotes in the history of the world, that only a few select eyes ever bothered to learn...
....
The Year is now, 20XX, and the cave that housed the forgotten Moon-Demon Queen, was located in a city-ish town. The cave was just on the edge of a fifteen mile long beach, that the city earned its name from. Nearden Beach was home to about 8000 or so people; it often also saw tourist from around the nearby cities and states for the beach alone. Nearden Beach had a rather popular casino too, along with many areas of interests for both its residents and visiting faces.
However, the mistake of one man set in motion the return of a long forgotten face....
The start of it, at least...
He should not be blamed though, as a twenty-something playing frisbee on the beach with a few friends was not a crime. Nor, was attempting to retrieve the frisbee when it entered the small little rocky cave off to the side. What could be considered a crime, was his aimlessly wandering and opening for a golden chest deep within the rocky walls...
Dimmethesa was...weaken by such a long slumber though. And, her true form could not fully emerge. Instead, her will lingered out and started to corrupt Nearden Beach. First, it was simple. She lured, all the men she could within the city to her small hidden rocky home and collected them all. The details of what happened to them, were unimportant. However, what was replaced in their stead were copies-made in her image and somewhat of the lost men. More womanly, but with the same extra feature she carried.
This was how she intended to re-create her natural form. Using men and copying her will upon them. However, in her goal...something was unusual. She did not have enough...Her will could only reach so far...and with what she assumed was every male within the city- she was cursed to remain formless forever...Little did she know, one last male existed in Nearden. One, who was naturally more feminine than the others.
To reclaim her form...she needed him as a pawn too.
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This is the setting for this lewd, silly RPG! In this Femdom RPG adventure, characters skills and stats are on a scale of 1-20. Items, and gears can also improve stats and skills, and add other buffs or de-buffs.
In this world, since the corruption has spread, the amount of futa-women in Nearden has taken the place of the male population. All lust-full creatures deep down, always attempting to spray Dimmethesa's will into males to spread her will. Women, while said will can be shoot into them, are not required for the Moon-Demon to reclaim her form.
Other sorts of creatures, monster-futas, and so on only come out during full-moons at night. These creatures can be defeated, like the normal women/futa of the new Nearden.
Bullying and wedgies are also a new form of battle, caused by this Demon's will. Prolonged wedgies can have mental and status effects on victims. While, one's ability to bully can also do damage in battle.
Items can be found many places! However, a character can only carry so much! Example of items and effects include:
-Pink Boy-shorts Panties: Slightly worn. Would be harsh to be wedgied in. +5 Femininity. -2 Defense.
-A pretty , and small cock-cage.: Good for keeping boys behaving. +10 Defense for those with cocks. +5 Orgasm control. Can not be unlocked without the correct key. -1 Intelligence in matters of being teased and flustered.
Enter, our tale's first hero: name redacted. As his name, his full name will not matter for sometime. However, to his friends, and all he meets, he introduces himself as, 'Hiro'. Standing properly at a five-foot three, blonde hair inherited by his mother, with most of his other features resembling her's- the fuller, softer cheeks, wider hips, plump butt, hazel eyes, freckles on his face shoulders, and butt-cheeks, Hiro was a perfect Femboy. Been his whole life! Embracing it more now, as a college student, dressing in more women's clothes, wearing only panties as underwear, small make up here and there, he wore such proudly``. Returning home, after another semester away at college, Hiro seems to feel something uneasy in Nearden...
Stats:
Defense - Base line, 5. Intelligence - 7 Mystic - 0. Power - 3. Stamina- 6
Skills :
Bottoming (how much you can take as a bottom) -8 .Bullying (All non-wedgie bullying skills) - 3. Cumshot (load size) - Small. Perception -5. Orgasm control (time to cum) -5. Throat (how much you can take in your mouth). Thrust/Topping -3. Yanking (the ability to administer a wedgie)- 4
Misc:
Masc/fem meter: 7 Fem.
Weaknesses: Wedgies that could lift him off his feet. CBT, due to his small ball size.
Class: Thief. Due to his size and speed, Hiro is wonderfully quiet on his feet, and able to sneak around.
With his home under some strange spell or something, Hiro needs to turn to friends and those he can rely on for help, as they try to uncover the mystery plaquing Nearden! This would be a partner's main character to write as! Some possible others he can turn to include:
Gwendolyn Knight- 23 years old. Childhood friend of Hiro's. Short dark black hair, dark brown eyes. She often wears heavy eye liner and black lipstick. Always wears her botos, even in summer months. Instead of going to college, she has stayed in her home town, working dead-end jobs. She however, is obsessed with the supernatural and occult. Attitude wise, she is easily annoyed.
Victoria White: 22. The spoiled heiress to her mother's beauty company. Had grown up with money all the time, she is (described by others) stuck up and spoiled. Laughs at anyone she believes to be under her, and was a bully to Hiro and Gwendolyn all throughout their schooling together. Due to her family's wealth, she is a skilled fighter in, "Money-Fu" Goes to college abroad, and only returns during summer months.
Morgan Radford: 23. Tall! Standing close to six-foot two, she wears her long natural blonde hair down most of the time, with her hazel eyes. Going to college in Nearden, on a Volleyball scholarship, she loves being active and psychical all day. In terms of relationship with Hiro, they dated for a little in their freshmen year of college, but ended things on good terms.
Or,
A character you create!
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If its not too clear yet, this is a RPG styled world, inspired by things like YIIK and Persona, and other games- but super lewd, and perverted, and what not! Its not uncommon for our characters to be talking and find a locked door, and say something silly like, "Oh no! We don't have the 'Heart-shaped Key' to open this yet!' or, "My strength isn't high enough..." "We're in the tutorial area, aren't we.."
And other RPG talk. Our heroes, our characters are those engaging in this adventure to discover what's going on! Item spaced, healing, skills , saving and loading, Also the fun, when defeated one respawns somewhere else, side quests, romance and other RPG elements welcomed, but do not have to be super in depth! We can control what happens of course, for the most lewd fun.
Ideally, I will be writing as the Femboy Hero- Hiro. Your character, your main character can be any mentioned above, or one you craft! On top of that, we would both be handling GM duties and the NPCS, Party-members, and Mobs of the world together. Oh, and please be open to writing in 4rd person.
Likes/Kinks:
Limits/Hard-No's:
If anyone has read through all of this update to my idea, thanks! If you're interested and wish to discuss, please send a PM my way! At the very least, I request if you have any thoughts for your character, please mention them in your message. Again, thanks for reading!
Long forgotten evils laid dormant, under the ever growing climax that is humanity. Before man could understand, there was a being known as: Dimmethesa. Known as the Moon-Demon Queen, for prowling and devouring at night under full pale moons, she was known for her appearance or more so, appearances. Legends told of multiple looks, ranging from more human like, to scaly-humanoid like, to half serpent and half woman, to many others; however, one element that kept true throughout all these early tales and reports was what hung between Dimmethesa's legs...Her mighty cock.
All feared her cock and the spells she could produce from the phallus!
Until, one day, a singular warrior- clad in a dark cloak was able to seal the Moon-Demon Queen away inside a small chest, tossed away into a cave under layers of natural debris to be forgotten for time.
Many years passed on, and the tales and legends of Dimmethesa became simple footnotes in the history of the world, that only a few select eyes ever bothered to learn...
....
The Year is now, 20XX, and the cave that housed the forgotten Moon-Demon Queen, was located in a city-ish town. The cave was just on the edge of a fifteen mile long beach, that the city earned its name from. Nearden Beach was home to about 8000 or so people; it often also saw tourist from around the nearby cities and states for the beach alone. Nearden Beach had a rather popular casino too, along with many areas of interests for both its residents and visiting faces.
However, the mistake of one man set in motion the return of a long forgotten face....
The start of it, at least...
He should not be blamed though, as a twenty-something playing frisbee on the beach with a few friends was not a crime. Nor, was attempting to retrieve the frisbee when it entered the small little rocky cave off to the side. What could be considered a crime, was his aimlessly wandering and opening for a golden chest deep within the rocky walls...
Dimmethesa was...weaken by such a long slumber though. And, her true form could not fully emerge. Instead, her will lingered out and started to corrupt Nearden Beach. First, it was simple. She lured, all the men she could within the city to her small hidden rocky home and collected them all. The details of what happened to them, were unimportant. However, what was replaced in their stead were copies-made in her image and somewhat of the lost men. More womanly, but with the same extra feature she carried.
This was how she intended to re-create her natural form. Using men and copying her will upon them. However, in her goal...something was unusual. She did not have enough...Her will could only reach so far...and with what she assumed was every male within the city- she was cursed to remain formless forever...Little did she know, one last male existed in Nearden. One, who was naturally more feminine than the others.
To reclaim her form...she needed him as a pawn too.
------------------
This is the setting for this lewd, silly RPG! In this Femdom RPG adventure, characters skills and stats are on a scale of 1-20. Items, and gears can also improve stats and skills, and add other buffs or de-buffs.
In this world, since the corruption has spread, the amount of futa-women in Nearden has taken the place of the male population. All lust-full creatures deep down, always attempting to spray Dimmethesa's will into males to spread her will. Women, while said will can be shoot into them, are not required for the Moon-Demon to reclaim her form.
Other sorts of creatures, monster-futas, and so on only come out during full-moons at night. These creatures can be defeated, like the normal women/futa of the new Nearden.
Bullying and wedgies are also a new form of battle, caused by this Demon's will. Prolonged wedgies can have mental and status effects on victims. While, one's ability to bully can also do damage in battle.
Items can be found many places! However, a character can only carry so much! Example of items and effects include:
-Pink Boy-shorts Panties: Slightly worn. Would be harsh to be wedgied in. +5 Femininity. -2 Defense.
-A pretty , and small cock-cage.: Good for keeping boys behaving. +10 Defense for those with cocks. +5 Orgasm control. Can not be unlocked without the correct key. -1 Intelligence in matters of being teased and flustered.
Enter, our tale's first hero: name redacted. As his name, his full name will not matter for sometime. However, to his friends, and all he meets, he introduces himself as, 'Hiro'. Standing properly at a five-foot three, blonde hair inherited by his mother, with most of his other features resembling her's- the fuller, softer cheeks, wider hips, plump butt, hazel eyes, freckles on his face shoulders, and butt-cheeks, Hiro was a perfect Femboy. Been his whole life! Embracing it more now, as a college student, dressing in more women's clothes, wearing only panties as underwear, small make up here and there, he wore such proudly``. Returning home, after another semester away at college, Hiro seems to feel something uneasy in Nearden...
Stats:
Defense - Base line, 5. Intelligence - 7 Mystic - 0. Power - 3. Stamina- 6
Skills :
Bottoming (how much you can take as a bottom) -8 .Bullying (All non-wedgie bullying skills) - 3. Cumshot (load size) - Small. Perception -5. Orgasm control (time to cum) -5. Throat (how much you can take in your mouth). Thrust/Topping -3. Yanking (the ability to administer a wedgie)- 4
Misc:
Masc/fem meter: 7 Fem.
Weaknesses: Wedgies that could lift him off his feet. CBT, due to his small ball size.
Class: Thief. Due to his size and speed, Hiro is wonderfully quiet on his feet, and able to sneak around.
With his home under some strange spell or something, Hiro needs to turn to friends and those he can rely on for help, as they try to uncover the mystery plaquing Nearden! This would be a partner's main character to write as! Some possible others he can turn to include:
Gwendolyn Knight- 23 years old. Childhood friend of Hiro's. Short dark black hair, dark brown eyes. She often wears heavy eye liner and black lipstick. Always wears her botos, even in summer months. Instead of going to college, she has stayed in her home town, working dead-end jobs. She however, is obsessed with the supernatural and occult. Attitude wise, she is easily annoyed.
Victoria White: 22. The spoiled heiress to her mother's beauty company. Had grown up with money all the time, she is (described by others) stuck up and spoiled. Laughs at anyone she believes to be under her, and was a bully to Hiro and Gwendolyn all throughout their schooling together. Due to her family's wealth, she is a skilled fighter in, "Money-Fu" Goes to college abroad, and only returns during summer months.
Morgan Radford: 23. Tall! Standing close to six-foot two, she wears her long natural blonde hair down most of the time, with her hazel eyes. Going to college in Nearden, on a Volleyball scholarship, she loves being active and psychical all day. In terms of relationship with Hiro, they dated for a little in their freshmen year of college, but ended things on good terms.
Or,
A character you create!
---------------
If its not too clear yet, this is a RPG styled world, inspired by things like YIIK and Persona, and other games- but super lewd, and perverted, and what not! Its not uncommon for our characters to be talking and find a locked door, and say something silly like, "Oh no! We don't have the 'Heart-shaped Key' to open this yet!' or, "My strength isn't high enough..." "We're in the tutorial area, aren't we.."
And other RPG talk. Our heroes, our characters are those engaging in this adventure to discover what's going on! Item spaced, healing, skills , saving and loading, Also the fun, when defeated one respawns somewhere else, side quests, romance and other RPG elements welcomed, but do not have to be super in depth! We can control what happens of course, for the most lewd fun.
Ideally, I will be writing as the Femboy Hero- Hiro. Your character, your main character can be any mentioned above, or one you craft! On top of that, we would both be handling GM duties and the NPCS, Party-members, and Mobs of the world together. Oh, and please be open to writing in 4rd person.
Likes/Kinks:
- Femdom/Futa-dom. 3rd Person writing. Switches. Would be fun if most, if not all characters are switches. Bondage. Collars/blindfolds/panties used as gags and blindfolds. Light-spanking. Clothed sex at times. Doggy style. Dub-com in the world over all. Femboys. Orgasm control/Denial! Prolonged denial . Vibrators.
- Hentai-rules/elements.- Large breasts, cumming multiples times in a row, panty-flashes a lot, whaletails, Hentai levels of orgasm control-denial: like pushing cum back down a cock, to stop an orgasm, and forcing the balls to bulge.
- RPG-type worlds, and elements. Status effects from battle, items found and kept, money system. Saving. Fights happening whenever, and are normal'
- others we wish to toss in!
- Transformation:
- Men being transformed into futas. Women, can too.
- Reality alterations.
- Open to others.
- Chastity cages for characters with cock and balls. CBT/Ballbusting- for characters with cocks and balls. The more unique and unusual means, the better: Using someone's balls as a foot rest, humblers, stepping on, leashes around the balls and pulled, flickered, and so on!
- Wedgies! A big kink of mine, and anyone into them gets extra love! The More cartoony the better! /Bullying, name-calling, spitting on, and more.
- More, probably!
Limits/Hard-No's:
- Overly masculine males. Maledom. Blood/Gore. Puke/Piss/Bathroom kinks. Body hair. Bad body smells. Reddit's chat system, so not try it. 1st person writing. Gapping. Butt-plus. Hyper sizes: when parts are just so big, its ridiculous.
If anyone has read through all of this update to my idea, thanks! If you're interested and wish to discuss, please send a PM my way! At the very least, I request if you have any thoughts for your character, please mention them in your message. Again, thanks for reading!
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