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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!
Hellllo!
Here's a Super Sentai Idea I've had for a bit. A silly and perverted sort of world, with colorful suited heroines and their battle against monstrous bullies! If anything below catches any interest, please feel free to send a inbox message my way!
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The day was just like another, until-
BOOOOOM!!!!
A mighty crash exploded out into the air, smoke filling the road and causing traffic to start to pile and crash. Panic followed, as people started to rush away from the street, leaving their cars and belongings- as the source of crash slowly revealed itself. Humanoid enough in build and structure, the being stood at a tall seven foot, with crimson skin and long jet-black hair running down its back. Bipedal, but also having four human-like arms along with two luscious bare breasts hanging freely as the being stood essentially naked. Between its crimson thighs, hung a notable crimson cock and balls. The muscle tone on the being was defined and easily seen with simple glancing towards the towering crimson beast; its intelligence was where it lacked, as it only growled before slamming all four fists into a nearby car!
However, a hero was rushing to the scene!
Flipping into the air, her body twisting at least three times before her boots landed onto another car not too far from the mighty beast! With the sun shinning down over her, the bright orange suit cladding her body emitted brighter! Grey gloves over each hand, with matching boots, along with a utility belt wrapped around the skirted waist, Nerd-Onger Orange stood up. The helmet was shaped around her head, the visor at the front started slender and thing at the chin area, as it extended up the mouth and nose, and around the eyes, the black tinted visor grew more into a curved T-like shape.
Bringing a wrist up to the bottom of her helmet, she pressed a single button, "Level-II Bullymind located. Requesting back up. Rangers, do you copy?"
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Hello!
This post is my attempt of setting up a Super-Sentai/Power Rangers inspired world. Our Colorfully clad heroes are the Nerd-Ongers! (Name still in the works and open to being changed or altered!) A Brand new team of heroes, all female/futa (or feminine passing) , bound together to deal with a new threat emerging! These monsters, all somewhat human like, are experiments by some mad genius somewhere and unleashing them onto the people.
The 'Bullyminds" as they have been deemed by the public and the Nerd-Ongers alike have unusual behavior patterns. Each roughly standing about seven feet tall, with varying colors of skin- from reds, to blues, greens, and purples, the muscle tone of these 'Bullyminds' also vary on the leveling system in place. They are measured and categorized in levels : I to V. Lower levels, I-II, seem to be more bulky, and toned, while Level III's are a lean sort of muscle, quicker than I's and II's. Level IV's and V's, are less bulk, but more brain. Each however, despite of their level, has four arms. Their base behaviors seem to all flow:
From administering mind-clogging and memory wiping wet-willies to anyone they can catch, to lifting humans up by their panties and using them as both a means of curling and working their biceps and as huma-yo-yos, to more extreme measures of using humans for sex and other sexually deviant acts-
Level V 'Bullyminds' are more lewd,. and use their cocks more: The more Futa-level monsters. Level I 'Bullyminds' are more muscle than brain but still can handle a ranger if they are not careful!
A very unique note, for Level IV and V Bullyminds also have a strange ability: able to release strange 'nerd' pheromones within a 100 meter radius of themselves. There hasn't been enough encounters with these higher Level Bullyminds to fully understand the range of differencing pheromones.
The Nerd-Ongers will try their best to handle the new threat, while also trying to under cover the mystery of the master mind behind it all- or be bullied out of commission...At the start of this adventure, the' Bullyminds' have some basic intelligence and very clearly monstrous forms, but as time goes on they will grow smarter and more human like to blend in. For the City our heroes live in, I was imaging it to be a made up city, but one close to how San Francisco is, if that makes much sense? If not, we can plot out a city a little bit more.
Two important notes of the Nerd-Ongers:
1) While most Rangers have like one-piece suits; the Nerd-Ongers' suits are two piece, a top and bottom. This is to allow a hand to dip into the back and wedgie them to kingdom come!
2) I'd like the colors of the team to be less traditional . Like, the ranger mentioned in the setter up there being an Orange instead of a Red.
This will be more light-hearted, silly action and bullying with lewd fucking and what not! Think on the terms of say, a Echi-styled manga, or even a tone like Akibaranger: goofy, over the top, silly, playfully lewd and so on~
Ideally, I'll be writing as the Orange Ranger,(as either a cute Femboy like character, or a woman.) along with some of the monsters and others.
If a possible partner is open to writing as multiple characters, even better! Open for a partner to write as a fellow ranger, their ranger or rangers can be women, futa, feminie males, etc.
Kinks:
Limits/Hard-No's:
Here's a Super Sentai Idea I've had for a bit. A silly and perverted sort of world, with colorful suited heroines and their battle against monstrous bullies! If anything below catches any interest, please feel free to send a inbox message my way!
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The day was just like another, until-
BOOOOOM!!!!
A mighty crash exploded out into the air, smoke filling the road and causing traffic to start to pile and crash. Panic followed, as people started to rush away from the street, leaving their cars and belongings- as the source of crash slowly revealed itself. Humanoid enough in build and structure, the being stood at a tall seven foot, with crimson skin and long jet-black hair running down its back. Bipedal, but also having four human-like arms along with two luscious bare breasts hanging freely as the being stood essentially naked. Between its crimson thighs, hung a notable crimson cock and balls. The muscle tone on the being was defined and easily seen with simple glancing towards the towering crimson beast; its intelligence was where it lacked, as it only growled before slamming all four fists into a nearby car!
However, a hero was rushing to the scene!
Flipping into the air, her body twisting at least three times before her boots landed onto another car not too far from the mighty beast! With the sun shinning down over her, the bright orange suit cladding her body emitted brighter! Grey gloves over each hand, with matching boots, along with a utility belt wrapped around the skirted waist, Nerd-Onger Orange stood up. The helmet was shaped around her head, the visor at the front started slender and thing at the chin area, as it extended up the mouth and nose, and around the eyes, the black tinted visor grew more into a curved T-like shape.
Bringing a wrist up to the bottom of her helmet, she pressed a single button, "Level-II Bullymind located. Requesting back up. Rangers, do you copy?"
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Hello!
This post is my attempt of setting up a Super-Sentai/Power Rangers inspired world. Our Colorfully clad heroes are the Nerd-Ongers! (Name still in the works and open to being changed or altered!) A Brand new team of heroes, all female/futa (or feminine passing) , bound together to deal with a new threat emerging! These monsters, all somewhat human like, are experiments by some mad genius somewhere and unleashing them onto the people.
The 'Bullyminds" as they have been deemed by the public and the Nerd-Ongers alike have unusual behavior patterns. Each roughly standing about seven feet tall, with varying colors of skin- from reds, to blues, greens, and purples, the muscle tone of these 'Bullyminds' also vary on the leveling system in place. They are measured and categorized in levels : I to V. Lower levels, I-II, seem to be more bulky, and toned, while Level III's are a lean sort of muscle, quicker than I's and II's. Level IV's and V's, are less bulk, but more brain. Each however, despite of their level, has four arms. Their base behaviors seem to all flow:
From administering mind-clogging and memory wiping wet-willies to anyone they can catch, to lifting humans up by their panties and using them as both a means of curling and working their biceps and as huma-yo-yos, to more extreme measures of using humans for sex and other sexually deviant acts-
Level V 'Bullyminds' are more lewd,. and use their cocks more: The more Futa-level monsters. Level I 'Bullyminds' are more muscle than brain but still can handle a ranger if they are not careful!
A very unique note, for Level IV and V Bullyminds also have a strange ability: able to release strange 'nerd' pheromones within a 100 meter radius of themselves. There hasn't been enough encounters with these higher Level Bullyminds to fully understand the range of differencing pheromones.
The Nerd-Ongers will try their best to handle the new threat, while also trying to under cover the mystery of the master mind behind it all- or be bullied out of commission...At the start of this adventure, the' Bullyminds' have some basic intelligence and very clearly monstrous forms, but as time goes on they will grow smarter and more human like to blend in. For the City our heroes live in, I was imaging it to be a made up city, but one close to how San Francisco is, if that makes much sense? If not, we can plot out a city a little bit more.
Two important notes of the Nerd-Ongers:
1) While most Rangers have like one-piece suits; the Nerd-Ongers' suits are two piece, a top and bottom. This is to allow a hand to dip into the back and wedgie them to kingdom come!
2) I'd like the colors of the team to be less traditional . Like, the ranger mentioned in the setter up there being an Orange instead of a Red.
This will be more light-hearted, silly action and bullying with lewd fucking and what not! Think on the terms of say, a Echi-styled manga, or even a tone like Akibaranger: goofy, over the top, silly, playfully lewd and so on~
Ideally, I'll be writing as the Orange Ranger,(as either a cute Femboy like character, or a woman.) along with some of the monsters and others.
If a possible partner is open to writing as multiple characters, even better! Open for a partner to write as a fellow ranger, their ranger or rangers can be women, futa, feminie males, etc.
Kinks:
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Futa-dom. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Dub-con. 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. Wet-willes. Spanking. Bondage. Predicament-bondage. Prolonged Bondage. Wedgies in panties. Sillier, more cartoony wedgies Love the terms, "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too. 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! (For Futa, and more feminine-males
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little. Large breasts, that should totally hurt one's back! Open to other ideas, too
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me
- In terms of transformations
- There's the general fun of morphing/Henshin- our heroes suiting up in tight spandex suits, with their fun skirts and pullable panties
- The Higher Level Bullymind's Pheromones'. From generally making people more nerdy, by being too close, I am also open to the idea of some Bullyminds and their pheromones messing thoughts and such. Fogging minds, and making it harder concentrate. Some might even just make the heroes and anyone closer by too horny to do much
- Open for some Feminization, for more feminine males and the more tomboyish ladies
- Other fun concepts, that could fit the Sentai like setting are: mind control, mind corruption, slight body mutation.
- Open to other thought too!
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. Male-dominant characters. Submissive only partners. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested"
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.
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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.
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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...
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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...
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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
Hopefully, from the title you can see that I am intending this to be set in a Power Ranger/Super Sentai like world!
Meaning: Colorful suited heroes of justice and humanity, battling against the terrors of evil, in whatever form they might appear in! An original team, and theme for this world's colorfully suited heroes! That also means, we will have to discuss the theme of whatever evil is lurking by. (Though, that said we can take inspiration from "Akibaranger," if we wish to have a more loose plot!)
The first element we will need to discuss is how many Rangers/members exist on this team:
Though, for my main character (As, I am more than open to write as multiple characters, that we need for this.) I wish for them to start out as a feminine male. Some normal (Normal, being a loose term. They could be a giant pervert, or social outcast! Whatever we see fit) twenty something college students. Who, for a while, was just going about his day to day life, nothing changing too drastically. While on the way to school, he stumbles across an odd looking figure of sorts.
A small, human shaped figure; further examination shows that the bottom half of this figure (being the legs) can flip up revealing a metal key. (Since, I am a big fan of key-like transformation tools, like in Gokaigers.) The human-ish figure lacked all detail of a human's more specific features (mouth, eyes, facial details), and instead was a solid pink throughout. The human form was almost perfect. The key part of this strange object was also pink. A shiny, metallic pink. Though, seeing no harm, this every-day male pocketed the small little figure; unaware that this small action would end up changing his life.
Once things start to kick in more, he'll learn :
One element, I can see us adding, is that the Ranger you control ,was once a male as well. However, using the powers too much, has become a full female. They might not even remember ever being a male. Or, they do, and just simply plan to create a full team of lovely women, anyway possible!
Your character could be the villain in disguise the whole time. In search of her forever hero to fight and combat! Maybe date! That, it ended up having to be the villain created their own hero to deal with! Wouldn't mind a silly nature to this. The villain wants a hero to fight, creates one, but starts to fall for the female form of the Pink ranger. Slight little romance element,.
Or, maybe that was also the goal!! And turn it a little more dark!
In terms of transformation themes I like to include
Some Kinks: Femdom/Futa-dom. Feminization. Orgasm control/Denial. Chastity (For male, and futa characters). Wedgies. (Best way to humiliate a Ranger is to make her taste her own panties!) Vibrators. Costumes. Slight plot! 3rd Person writing. Gags. Bondage. Panties. Partners that are Switches. Blindfolds. Slight Monster fun. . Switches Prolonged/Situational Bondage. Forced Orgasms. Some Dub-con And more!
If interested, please send a PM, my way! If I had not mentioned it earlier, I intended all members of this Ranger team to be 'female'. 3rd Person, past tense, as our POV, please. And of course, all characters, writers, and roles, to be 18+
Meaning: Colorful suited heroes of justice and humanity, battling against the terrors of evil, in whatever form they might appear in! An original team, and theme for this world's colorfully suited heroes! That also means, we will have to discuss the theme of whatever evil is lurking by. (Though, that said we can take inspiration from "Akibaranger," if we wish to have a more loose plot!)
The first element we will need to discuss is how many Rangers/members exist on this team:
- A classic five, with room for more?
- A more tight-knit team of Three
- Or something like two Rangers?
Though, for my main character (As, I am more than open to write as multiple characters, that we need for this.) I wish for them to start out as a feminine male. Some normal (Normal, being a loose term. They could be a giant pervert, or social outcast! Whatever we see fit) twenty something college students. Who, for a while, was just going about his day to day life, nothing changing too drastically. While on the way to school, he stumbles across an odd looking figure of sorts.
A small, human shaped figure; further examination shows that the bottom half of this figure (being the legs) can flip up revealing a metal key. (Since, I am a big fan of key-like transformation tools, like in Gokaigers.) The human-ish figure lacked all detail of a human's more specific features (mouth, eyes, facial details), and instead was a solid pink throughout. The human form was almost perfect. The key part of this strange object was also pink. A shiny, metallic pink. Though, seeing no harm, this every-day male pocketed the small little figure; unaware that this small action would end up changing his life.
Once things start to kick in more, he'll learn :
- The small little key figure he picked up allows him to use some amazing powers! But, at a cost.
- Each time he transforms into the New Pink Ranger, His body also transforms.
- Only, under the suit.
- Once the transformation is complete, his body will be more curvy and full. A set of breasts now exists over his chest. Under his helmet, his hair is much longer. Hips a little more pronounced. His voice will even become softer. The catch being here, only under the suit. If the suit is ripped off, or the power is de-transformed, he will return to his male body.
- For now. But while transformed, he will appear, feel and sound like a woman.
- I would like, if we added the element, that each time he uses the powers, it slowly starts to corrupt his normal life. Eventually, transforming him properly into a /futa/femboy (Man hood survives the transformation, somehow every time.) outside the suit!
- A running clock if you will!
One element, I can see us adding, is that the Ranger you control ,was once a male as well. However, using the powers too much, has become a full female. They might not even remember ever being a male. Or, they do, and just simply plan to create a full team of lovely women, anyway possible!
Your character could be the villain in disguise the whole time. In search of her forever hero to fight and combat! Maybe date! That, it ended up having to be the villain created their own hero to deal with! Wouldn't mind a silly nature to this. The villain wants a hero to fight, creates one, but starts to fall for the female form of the Pink ranger. Slight little romance element,.
Or, maybe that was also the goal!! And turn it a little more dark!
In terms of transformation themes I like to include
- Feminization/body,
- Slight mental changes, personality altering/shifting.
- Memory issues. (Maybe prolonged time in the suit alters one's memory!)
- Costume changes (since,they will be in and out of colorful suits
- and any other we might want to include!
Some Kinks: Femdom/Futa-dom. Feminization. Orgasm control/Denial. Chastity (For male, and futa characters). Wedgies. (Best way to humiliate a Ranger is to make her taste her own panties!) Vibrators. Costumes. Slight plot! 3rd Person writing. Gags. Bondage. Panties. Partners that are Switches. Blindfolds. Slight Monster fun. . Switches Prolonged/Situational Bondage. Forced Orgasms. Some Dub-con And more!
If interested, please send a PM, my way! If I had not mentioned it earlier, I intended all members of this Ranger team to be 'female'. 3rd Person, past tense, as our POV, please. And of course, all characters, writers, and roles, to be 18+
- Your character.
- Again, open for you to take how you like. Though, my character gets the pink color for their costume.
- Your Kinks, and Limits.
- Any Thoughts Setting of our world
- Could be a real city. A fictional. Or a slightly fictional, but inspired by.
- Ranger Theme/Costumes.
- Could be as simple as we want. The theme could be games we enjoy. Or, generic good vs evil.
- I do rather fancy the idea the villain creates her own heroes to deal with.
- Anything else you might wish to bring up.
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....
-------------
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"
PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!
A wet, sweaty sort of fleshly clap echoed within the room, as she thrusted her hips faster and faster. It was, actually more of a work out than Wanda Maximoff could have figured; despite this, she kept her hips working. Each thrust mixed with the wet clap only encouraged her body to move faster in its weird strange way. Perhaps it was the influx of power surging through her, by simply doing this to another. Her bedroom had been rather...empty since Vision's death.
PLAP-PLAP-PLAPPLAP-PLAPP!
Sweat rolled down her face mixing through her brunette hair first, as her hands gripped onto those pale hips of the bent over woman on all fours. Squeezing those slender, familiar hips tight, and slamming her own into her- the...unusualness of it all was not lost to Wanda Maximoff, as she fucked another Wanda Maximoff! The doppelgänger who had recently stolen her own body, used it for some...unspeakable things. Damage was done, and the members of the Illuminati were all but dead. This 'other' Wanda came from a world, that Doctor Christine Palmer designated as 'Earth- 616' compared to their own, Earth-838
Having her own body taken from her, from...someone so much like herself, and having it used for such damage and destruction filled Wanda (of 838) with such rag, a longing for revenge. It was one to be targeted by her doppelganger, and her body stolen; it was something else entirely to have this other Wanda attempt to steal her family. That-that was unforgivable! Luckily for Wanda (of 838), Captain Carter - the last original member of the Illuminati- she was able to subdue the body-snatching Wanda and with help from Doctor Palmer, Wanda was allowed her body back and this other was brought to their world proper. She was brought to Earth-838 to stand trial for her crimes; with more than enough evidence Wanda (of 616) was sentenced to live her punishment out as a slave to the Earth-838. Thanks to both Doctor Palmer and the combined efforts of Sue Storm- who had taken her late husband's spot on the Illuminati- a special power/magic dampening collar was designed for the second Wanda Maximoff; her amazing gifts of being the Scarlet Witch were rendered mute as long as the collar remained on.
....
PLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAP-PLAPPLPLAP
Her speed picked up even faster, as the second Wanda arched her back more. Unlike the Wanda of this Earth, 616-Wanda was not gifted with a cock or balls; on top of this, the best way to tell them apart was the slightly more auburn color to Wanda 616's hair, compared to the native Wanda's brunette. Time was lost to her, in how long they had been engaging like this. Her bed squeaked, and the sheets were a mess; she was a mess. Hair sticking to her forehead, and sweat running down her face, while her counterpart was gripping the ends of the bed harshly- her back arched.
"Be grateful..." Wanda (838) spoke between harsh breaths, "I let...you on...our bed..." her thrusts kept slamming away, "The others..might not...let you-ermmmmmm~!!~" her own eyes widen, stomach tightening, and her own back arched as she finally started to erupt into her counterpart. Rope, after rope of thick warm cum started to erupt out~!
This Was Wanda (616)'s new life for now...
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Hey there!
A slightly altered history of 'Doctor Strange and the Multiverse of Madness' where, Wanda of the MCU is bested, and kept as a slave on Earth-838. Pretty straight forward, she has no rights as a citizen there for her wrong-doings and must play by their rules now.Or attempt to break the collar and escape!
Wanda-616 ideally will not be a Futa at the start; totally open for some body altering to occur and she is changed into one at some point, as I love Cock and ball torture. But again, at the start I picture her just a woman. Wanda-838 and those from Earth-838 are to be all futa. Captain Carter, Sue Storm, Doctor Palmer and any other female Marvel/MCU character we wish to toss in for the fun. Before we go any further, only looking for women and futa characters used in this. Not interested in male characters used at all.
For a possible partner: I ask that you are open to write as someone from Earth-838, to use and abuse Wanda 616. Could be Wanda 838, Peggy Carter, or someone else on said earth. I am looking to write as Wanda 616, and others, as Wanda tries to find a way out of this ordeal!
Kinks/Likes:
A wet, sweaty sort of fleshly clap echoed within the room, as she thrusted her hips faster and faster. It was, actually more of a work out than Wanda Maximoff could have figured; despite this, she kept her hips working. Each thrust mixed with the wet clap only encouraged her body to move faster in its weird strange way. Perhaps it was the influx of power surging through her, by simply doing this to another. Her bedroom had been rather...empty since Vision's death.
PLAP-PLAP-PLAPPLAP-PLAPP!
Sweat rolled down her face mixing through her brunette hair first, as her hands gripped onto those pale hips of the bent over woman on all fours. Squeezing those slender, familiar hips tight, and slamming her own into her- the...unusualness of it all was not lost to Wanda Maximoff, as she fucked another Wanda Maximoff! The doppelgänger who had recently stolen her own body, used it for some...unspeakable things. Damage was done, and the members of the Illuminati were all but dead. This 'other' Wanda came from a world, that Doctor Christine Palmer designated as 'Earth- 616' compared to their own, Earth-838
Having her own body taken from her, from...someone so much like herself, and having it used for such damage and destruction filled Wanda (of 838) with such rag, a longing for revenge. It was one to be targeted by her doppelganger, and her body stolen; it was something else entirely to have this other Wanda attempt to steal her family. That-that was unforgivable! Luckily for Wanda (of 838), Captain Carter - the last original member of the Illuminati- she was able to subdue the body-snatching Wanda and with help from Doctor Palmer, Wanda was allowed her body back and this other was brought to their world proper. She was brought to Earth-838 to stand trial for her crimes; with more than enough evidence Wanda (of 616) was sentenced to live her punishment out as a slave to the Earth-838. Thanks to both Doctor Palmer and the combined efforts of Sue Storm- who had taken her late husband's spot on the Illuminati- a special power/magic dampening collar was designed for the second Wanda Maximoff; her amazing gifts of being the Scarlet Witch were rendered mute as long as the collar remained on.
....
PLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAP-PLAPPLPLAP
Her speed picked up even faster, as the second Wanda arched her back more. Unlike the Wanda of this Earth, 616-Wanda was not gifted with a cock or balls; on top of this, the best way to tell them apart was the slightly more auburn color to Wanda 616's hair, compared to the native Wanda's brunette. Time was lost to her, in how long they had been engaging like this. Her bed squeaked, and the sheets were a mess; she was a mess. Hair sticking to her forehead, and sweat running down her face, while her counterpart was gripping the ends of the bed harshly- her back arched.
"Be grateful..." Wanda (838) spoke between harsh breaths, "I let...you on...our bed..." her thrusts kept slamming away, "The others..might not...let you-ermmmmmm~!!~" her own eyes widen, stomach tightening, and her own back arched as she finally started to erupt into her counterpart. Rope, after rope of thick warm cum started to erupt out~!
This Was Wanda (616)'s new life for now...
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Hey there!
A slightly altered history of 'Doctor Strange and the Multiverse of Madness' where, Wanda of the MCU is bested, and kept as a slave on Earth-838. Pretty straight forward, she has no rights as a citizen there for her wrong-doings and must play by their rules now.
Wanda-616 ideally will not be a Futa at the start; totally open for some body altering to occur and she is changed into one at some point, as I love Cock and ball torture. But again, at the start I picture her just a woman. Wanda-838 and those from Earth-838 are to be all futa. Captain Carter, Sue Storm, Doctor Palmer and any other female Marvel/MCU character we wish to toss in for the fun. Before we go any further, only looking for women and futa characters used in this. Not interested in male characters used at all.
For a possible partner: I ask that you are open to write as someone from Earth-838, to use and abuse Wanda 616. Could be Wanda 838, Peggy Carter, or someone else on said earth. I am looking to write as Wanda 616, and others, as Wanda tries to find a way out of this ordeal!
Kinks/Likes:
- Femdom/Futa-Dom. Long sex. One character on all fours, for sex. The verbal threat of pregnancy (but actually impregnating someone. ) Clothed Partner, and Naked Partner. Bondage/Predicament Bondage. Prolonged bondage. Panties used as gags and blindfolds. Panties stolen.
- Orgasm Control/Denial. Prolonged denial Edging. (Typically for Futa characters). Chastity Cages (for Futa). CBT/Ballbusting of all sorts. (as long as no blood or parament damage is done.)
- Bullying, and wedgies. Wedgied with clothes on. Cartoony wedgies. Hentai Rules and elements.
- Body altering (like Wanda-616 being turned into a Futa.). Servitude. Human furniture. Leashes/collars.
- In universe tools/powers used. Canon characters.
- Open to more!
- Male-dom. Male characters used here. Blood/Gore. Puke/Bathroom related kinks/diapers/Bad body smells. Fisting. Impreg.
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.
Though, some alterations to be aware of, for this lewd-telling in the city that never sleeps! :
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...
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, as well
Ideally, I'd write as V as my main, and others as we explore Night-City. (Of course, in 3rd person,)
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.
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 Trailers
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...
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, as well
Ideally, I'd write as V as my main, and others as we explore Night-City. (Of course, in 3rd person,)
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.
- 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: Femdom/Futa-Dom. Orgasm Control/Denial/Prolonged Denial. Forced/Accidental Orgasms. Ruined Orgasms. Light-spanking. Bullying/Wedgies. Gags/Panty-gags. Blindfolds. Bondage. CBT/Ballbusting/Humblers/Ball-slapping/Trampling. Switches. Orgasm Milking. Cum collecting. Stuck-in-walls. Onahloes.
- And more!
- Blood/Gore- in like super intense means. Vore. Any and All bathroom related kinks. Diapers. Bad-Body smells. 1st Person writing. Gaping. Cuckolding. Male-dom.
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