The Visibly Queer One
fluff & smut dealer
- Joined
- Feb 19, 2024
- Location
- somewhere gay, like California
You know how it goes. You find a partner, you discuss plot and kinks, you agree to write the starter, and then... you never hear from them again.
It's the worst, isn't it?
Well, that happened to me, so I decided to post this idea here and see if I get any takers.
Imagine a future where humans no longer inhabit the Earth. For whatever reason, they've moved out into the reaches of space and they've found that, while aliens are all very strange, they're also not that different from us in many respects. One such facet is, of course, sex. Beings of all species, save the non-corporeal ones, enjoy sticking their phalluses in warm holes, and thanks to the interstellar communication capabilities of the day, humans have become known for their ability to function as said warm holes.
Our protagonist, if you can call her that, is a young (16+) woman who has grown up on a space station just outside the Milky Way. She's desperate to get out into the wider universe and experience everything, and every cock, she can. She's saved up credits, partly from allowance but mostly from time whoring herself out to anyone interested, and can afford to get her own ship, crewed with people who will help her get stuffed wherever, whenever.
Now, I'm flexible on this part of the plot because mostly I want to play as a young (16+) girl who services alien clients by the bucketful. She could be a space prostitute living in a brothel, or a whore living on some remote planet that advertises her services online, whatever. But the plot I started and didn't get to play involved MC captaining a ship to travel through space and make filthy intergalactic porn. Her crew would have 100% free use access to their captain, including her own father, who was all too happy to come along for the ride.
Ideally this plot would involve ALL or at least most of the following kinks:
Exhibitionism, degradation, voyeurism, internal cumshots, belly bulges, unrealistic cocks, alternative anatomy (horse cocks, knotted cocks, tentacles), ovipositioning, birthing, beastiality/zoophilia, incest, accelerated pregnancy, birthing, watersports, free use, public sex, casual sex, cum/egg inflation, gang bangs, squirting, overstimulation, and more.
This is written as a GM/player scenario but fear not, for I am not your average passive submissive writer. Even when writing bottons, my characters want it, they are active participants who always move the story forward. I've been told that it's easy to play against my bottoms for this reason. I'm also happy to help play side characters to flesh out the cast!
So, that's the gist. Please reach out if interested! I will keep my fingers crossed.
I also have discord, hmu and I'll share it.
It's the worst, isn't it?
Well, that happened to me, so I decided to post this idea here and see if I get any takers.
Imagine a future where humans no longer inhabit the Earth. For whatever reason, they've moved out into the reaches of space and they've found that, while aliens are all very strange, they're also not that different from us in many respects. One such facet is, of course, sex. Beings of all species, save the non-corporeal ones, enjoy sticking their phalluses in warm holes, and thanks to the interstellar communication capabilities of the day, humans have become known for their ability to function as said warm holes.
Our protagonist, if you can call her that, is a young (16+) woman who has grown up on a space station just outside the Milky Way. She's desperate to get out into the wider universe and experience everything, and every cock, she can. She's saved up credits, partly from allowance but mostly from time whoring herself out to anyone interested, and can afford to get her own ship, crewed with people who will help her get stuffed wherever, whenever.
Now, I'm flexible on this part of the plot because mostly I want to play as a young (16+) girl who services alien clients by the bucketful. She could be a space prostitute living in a brothel, or a whore living on some remote planet that advertises her services online, whatever. But the plot I started and didn't get to play involved MC captaining a ship to travel through space and make filthy intergalactic porn. Her crew would have 100% free use access to their captain, including her own father, who was all too happy to come along for the ride.
Ideally this plot would involve ALL or at least most of the following kinks:
Exhibitionism, degradation, voyeurism, internal cumshots, belly bulges, unrealistic cocks, alternative anatomy (horse cocks, knotted cocks, tentacles), ovipositioning, birthing, beastiality/zoophilia, incest, accelerated pregnancy, birthing, watersports, free use, public sex, casual sex, cum/egg inflation, gang bangs, squirting, overstimulation, and more.
This is written as a GM/player scenario but fear not, for I am not your average passive submissive writer. Even when writing bottons, my characters want it, they are active participants who always move the story forward. I've been told that it's easy to play against my bottoms for this reason. I'm also happy to help play side characters to flesh out the cast!
There's nothing quite like having her throat pumped full of cum. Xena was born for this, she was sure, especially after her first time sucking down her daddy's cock. She'd never had a gag reflex and her parents' friends loved to use her, especially the ones packing extra large dicks - those were her favorites.
The man fucking her at present sure seemed to like her throat. Xena knelt on the metal floor of a public commode, tucked into one of the stalls, while a bull-headed man with horns and a snout pumped a horse-sized cock in and out of her throat. Thick fingers grabbed fistfuls of her bleach blonde hair, which hung around her shoulders in long, silky curtains until it was wrecked by this stranger's grip, holding her in place while powerful hips thrust forward and back. Xena's hand was between her thighs, steadily fingering her drooling cunt while a butt plug vibrated in her ass, green eyes rolling under their lids at the plethora of stimulation.
Then, with a grunt, those hips slammed forward and the girl's esophagus swelled all the way into her chest, a blueprint of the flared cock inside her distended and pulsing as shot after shot of thick seed poured down her throat. Xena made a weak little sound through her nose as her own orgasm followed - the third she'd had during this blowjob - splattering the already-wet floor with more of her slick. Those balls were the size of grapefruits and it took them ages to empty, and even after, the taur above her kept the girl's nose pressed firmly to his pelvis until his dick finally stopped pulsating.
When he pulled back and out, Xena coughed and choked for breath, but her spit-slick face wore a dazed and angelic grin. Her vision had started to go fuzzy around the edges with oxygen deprivation and the head rush that came with breath had her feeling drunk.
"You really were born to suck cock," said the man whose name she would never know. Xena beamed. The man waved his communicator over the bar code that had been tattooed on her caramel-colored skin, just above her collarbone, and Xena's communicator beeped the confirmation that credits had been received.
"There ya go, kid," the man said gruffly, then groaned as Xena nursed on the flared tip of his cock. Her little pink tongue investigated the slit with its piss spigot and the ridges around the outside of the head, bumpy and hard even while the shaft began to shrink and recede into its sheath. "Fucking slut," the taur moaned, and let Xena suck and lick him clean before tucking his cock back into his pants. Without another word, he left the stall, and Xena smiled up at the man who took his place in the doorway.
"Next," she called sweetly, and then opened her mouth.
When each of her holes had been pumped full of cum, Xena made her way home with a smile on her face and thick seed running down her bare, shapely legs. She hadn't worn more than a thong and a little crop top stretched tight over her full chest in years and anything else would have felt restrictive at this point. She didn't mind the other people in the space station staring at her, pointing and making comments about what a little whore she was; it was a source of pride for her, after all.
"Mom! Daddy!" She called as the door to their quarters slid open. It was a nice place, with a large window at one end that looked out into the blackness of space and the nearby Milky Way. The main room was a combination living, dining room, and kitchen, and the adjacent rooms were meant for sleeping, although Xena had always just slept with her parents. She was daddy's favorite cock warmer, after all, and it wouldn't do to let him get cold at night - plus, it meant that she was often woken up by a cock in her cunt and a tit in her mouth, and she would never complain about that.
She was especially excited today, though, because she'd finally done it, and she showed off her communicator so that her parents would see her account balance. At last, she could afford to hire out a ship and crew, and she could finally make her way into space to be fucked absolutely senseless, the way she'd always dreamed. Her daddy had promised there was a ship for her when she was ready, and it was finally, finally time.
"I'm going to be the best space slut," she proudly announced. "And give you lots of little grandbabies to look after."
The man fucking her at present sure seemed to like her throat. Xena knelt on the metal floor of a public commode, tucked into one of the stalls, while a bull-headed man with horns and a snout pumped a horse-sized cock in and out of her throat. Thick fingers grabbed fistfuls of her bleach blonde hair, which hung around her shoulders in long, silky curtains until it was wrecked by this stranger's grip, holding her in place while powerful hips thrust forward and back. Xena's hand was between her thighs, steadily fingering her drooling cunt while a butt plug vibrated in her ass, green eyes rolling under their lids at the plethora of stimulation.
Then, with a grunt, those hips slammed forward and the girl's esophagus swelled all the way into her chest, a blueprint of the flared cock inside her distended and pulsing as shot after shot of thick seed poured down her throat. Xena made a weak little sound through her nose as her own orgasm followed - the third she'd had during this blowjob - splattering the already-wet floor with more of her slick. Those balls were the size of grapefruits and it took them ages to empty, and even after, the taur above her kept the girl's nose pressed firmly to his pelvis until his dick finally stopped pulsating.
When he pulled back and out, Xena coughed and choked for breath, but her spit-slick face wore a dazed and angelic grin. Her vision had started to go fuzzy around the edges with oxygen deprivation and the head rush that came with breath had her feeling drunk.
"You really were born to suck cock," said the man whose name she would never know. Xena beamed. The man waved his communicator over the bar code that had been tattooed on her caramel-colored skin, just above her collarbone, and Xena's communicator beeped the confirmation that credits had been received.
"There ya go, kid," the man said gruffly, then groaned as Xena nursed on the flared tip of his cock. Her little pink tongue investigated the slit with its piss spigot and the ridges around the outside of the head, bumpy and hard even while the shaft began to shrink and recede into its sheath. "Fucking slut," the taur moaned, and let Xena suck and lick him clean before tucking his cock back into his pants. Without another word, he left the stall, and Xena smiled up at the man who took his place in the doorway.
"Next," she called sweetly, and then opened her mouth.
When each of her holes had been pumped full of cum, Xena made her way home with a smile on her face and thick seed running down her bare, shapely legs. She hadn't worn more than a thong and a little crop top stretched tight over her full chest in years and anything else would have felt restrictive at this point. She didn't mind the other people in the space station staring at her, pointing and making comments about what a little whore she was; it was a source of pride for her, after all.
"Mom! Daddy!" She called as the door to their quarters slid open. It was a nice place, with a large window at one end that looked out into the blackness of space and the nearby Milky Way. The main room was a combination living, dining room, and kitchen, and the adjacent rooms were meant for sleeping, although Xena had always just slept with her parents. She was daddy's favorite cock warmer, after all, and it wouldn't do to let him get cold at night - plus, it meant that she was often woken up by a cock in her cunt and a tit in her mouth, and she would never complain about that.
She was especially excited today, though, because she'd finally done it, and she showed off her communicator so that her parents would see her account balance. At last, she could afford to hire out a ship and crew, and she could finally make her way into space to be fucked absolutely senseless, the way she'd always dreamed. Her daddy had promised there was a ship for her when she was ready, and it was finally, finally time.
"I'm going to be the best space slut," she proudly announced. "And give you lots of little grandbabies to look after."
So, that's the gist. Please reach out if interested! I will keep my fingers crossed.
I also have discord, hmu and I'll share it.