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Decided to split my Futa-based fandom ideas, from my other post. So, here it is! All ideas open, if any catch your eye! Also open to alter any ideas, if we mesh well enough.
Decided to split my Futa-based fandom ideas, from my other post. So, here it is! All ideas open, if any catch your eye! Also open to alter any ideas, if we mesh well enough.
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...
_————————————
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. I have also completed Phantom Liberty (a few times) and have seen Edgerunners.
Though, some alterations to be aware of, for this lewd-telling in the city that never sleeps! :
Perhaps she can turn to some friends for help, like Judy, Rogue, Panam; someone like Sandra Dorsett who also might have had this happen to her could be someone V turns to for help, as she tries to hunt down whoever did this. Still, V doesn't know at the start of this tale, that whoever 'upgraded' her body with the cock and balls, has remote control over them, from a far. Watching and tracking. That is something she'll have to worry about... Could this be related to the Peralez job she took?
Somi/Songbird open to being a part of this! Maybe she hacks into V's cock too, for fun~
Another possible route, while its unfortunate her body was altered, she just continues Merc work all the same. Just now, she can get more distracted...think with the wrong head.
For a possible partner, who might be interested: I ask you are open to writing someone, like Judy, Panam or so on. Of course, if you would like to write as the forces behind this all, rather than a friend of V's, that's totally fine too. Or, if you have the knack of writing as multiple characters, also please feel free. You character is more than welcomed to be a futa.
Songbird, hell even some of the Edgerunner characters could pop up. Stella Ramos, Lizzy Wizzy or the Us Cracks. I'd really like Stella to be used in some way.
Ideally, I'd write as V as my main, and others as we explore Night-City. Also open to writing others, and helping control the world.
Onto some Kinks, Likes and such:
Night-City was the City of dreams...
Or, so they said.
Everyone wanted to come to Night-City, make the most of their lives, until the Corpos learned how to monetize and keeping people alive way longer than they should. It was nothing of the legends and myths people spread. A shit hole, wasn't even close in its true description. All that was true, was the fact once someone started to drown in the sewage that is Night-City; its impossible to get out.
For a street-kid though?
It was just another another day, living in the city. Sure, any day could be cut short, flatline and razed out. One wrong turn, and there was the steaming end of someone's piece dead in your face and the trigger itching to be pulled; other times, hell one could just be minding their damn business and stumble into the wrong part of town and never be seen again. One could get caught in the midst of a gang problem, end up as collateral. Maybe a bad BD sends someone over the edge, in every sense. There was also the rumors of cyber-psychosis being a really big issue in the city of late.
V, on the other hand, learned as she went.
Sure, she'd been living here most of her life, and the one try to get out didn't end well, but part of life was learning and adapting. Bettering one's self from the day before. The whole sappy-bullshit one could read online in those self-help sites. To be fair though, some of that stuff had merit; still, V was a firm believer of forcing life by the balls to be a much easier and better place for one's self. Part of being a Street-Kid meant doing any odd-ball job that came your way, and work your way to the top. That was her goal. However, things took...a weird turn.
Just outside the Chery Blossom Market in Japantaon, someone just offering some 'top-of-the-line' BD's caught her attention...If memory served V, the man's name was Stefan or something like that. Falling for something like this was rookie-shit though... A moment after explaining the BD wasn't working, head suddenly felt like a damn brick and she was out...
Rebooting....
...
"Erm....uagh...."
An awful chilling sensation started to bite and burn at her skin, as consciousness started to return to the Merc. Body tensing even before she could realize it, V squirmed feeling the sloshing of water and ice. As her eyes started to widen open, blurry vision of static mess all around her peripherals, a message started to blink over top of it all reading:
New Hardware installed.
"W-what...what the hell happened.." groaning, she started to push herself upward into a seated position, but as she started, the acknowledgment finally sunk in. Eyes shooting open, V glanced down at the ice-filled tube she was submerged within. Body finally catching up to this, her lips started to chatter, as the merc tried to pull herself from the tub. "Hmmmm,..!" Another forceful groan as biceps wobbled and she collapsed over the side of the tub and onto already cracked and bullet ridden tiles. "Ahhhh...fuck..."
Holding one hand to her head, V tried to stretch her limbs while they ached. "Scavs...can't believe I got conned.." Sitting up finally, her exposed form on full display, her eyes traced down her legs and...stopped... "W-what the fuck?!"
Between her legs now...rested something she was not born with...A set of testicles, plapped against her thigh, alongside a new phallus...
------------------
Heyo all cyberpunks!
Recently been having a weird kick for the world, and so here is my prompt! Heavily based off the side mission/gig within the game of the name: Sweet Dreams. I have also completed Phantom Liberty (a few times) and have seen Edgerunners.
Though, some alterations to be aware of, for this lewd-telling in the city that never sleeps! :
- Unless we Gender Bend Johnny Silverhand, I'd prefer we do not include him within this V, and story.
- Starting before the prompt, V was woman. After waking up, her woman bits are gone and replaced with something new.
- This is a more lewd/smut-based idea, than action heavy. Though, totally open for some shoot outs and other Night-City mishaps to occur.
- V for this, at least as we start out, ideally would have the default look from the old trailers.
Perhaps she can turn to some friends for help, like Judy, Rogue, Panam; someone like Sandra Dorsett who also might have had this happen to her could be someone V turns to for help, as she tries to hunt down whoever did this. Still, V doesn't know at the start of this tale, that whoever 'upgraded' her body with the cock and balls, has remote control over them, from a far. Watching and tracking. That is something she'll have to worry about... Could this be related to the Peralez job she took?
Somi/Songbird open to being a part of this! Maybe she hacks into V's cock too, for fun~
Another possible route, while its unfortunate her body was altered, she just continues Merc work all the same. Just now, she can get more distracted...think with the wrong head.
For a possible partner, who might be interested: I ask you are open to writing someone, like Judy, Panam or so on. Of course, if you would like to write as the forces behind this all, rather than a friend of V's, that's totally fine too. Or, if you have the knack of writing as multiple characters, also please feel free. You character is more than welcomed to be a futa.
Songbird, hell even some of the Edgerunner characters could pop up. Stella Ramos, Lizzy Wizzy or the Us Cracks. I'd really like Stella to be used in some way.
Ideally, I'd write as V as my main, and others as we explore Night-City. Also open to writing others, and helping control the world.
Onto some Kinks, Likes and such:
- One thing I'd really like to incorporate in this is: in universe rules and powers used for lewd means. An example, from above being whoever altered V's body, being able to track her by the balls/Cock. Perhaps able to force an orgasm or erection whenever. Force a 'Edging program" over her new cock, which makes it feel as if she is constantly being stimulated. A lot of fun can happen!
- Another one, could be a suited up cock-cage being placed on V to block out this tracking and such.
- These are not the extent of what we can do with in universe tools and such.
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. Switches. Orgasm Milking. Cum collecting. Stuck-in-walls. Onahloes.Panties in general And more!
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- CBT- Big fan of Ballbusting ! and its the main kink I'd love to include in this idea! SquarePeg3D is an artist I love that includes the type of Ballbusting I enjoy too!
- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. And so on!
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me.
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. In Terms of CBT-popping, or parament damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested" Male-dom. Pubic hair. Musk. Pregnancy
The Imperial Security Bureau , the ISB for short- the agency under the Galactic Empire designed to uphold the Law throughout the galaxy, and assuring loyalty. Founded almost as soon as the Empire was instated; ever since, the members of the ISB Board, and the High Command, along with all other branches worked tirelessly. All efforts for the betterment of not only the Galaxy, but the Empire and the order it brought.
Order, was their top priority. Even among themselves, the members of the ISB Board whished for Order and Loyalty within the Galaxy. Of course, complications were always expected; failures even among their own. Supervisor Dedra Meero saw a mishap in jurisdiction among sectors. Though, Meero was a prime example of a newer member of the Board who aimed high- as she was quick to resolve the issue and gain proper control once more.
Personally, she -like her fellow Board Members and Imperial citizens- kept herself as neat and proper at all times. Never a hair out of place; she was special though. Unlike other female officers within the ISB, as she had made the conscience choice looked into it- Meero was born with an addition appendage to her body. One, like many male species within the galaxy- one between her legs. That too, was never out of order. Always flaccid and un-noticeable during meetings.
While small incidents were slowly popping up within the Galaxy- the exact purpose of the ISB was to correct these incidents and make examples- from odd rumors on Coruscant, to trouble on Lothal- the ISB was on top of it all. That was, until the Aldhani Robbery. Roughly 80-million Imperial Credits stolen from that sector-from Aldani specifically. Rebel-active suspected to be the cause initially, but it was hard to pin-point it truly.
Outraged, it was not long before the ISB was granted additional powers from the Highest level of the Empire. As a proud member of the Board itself, Supervisor Meero felt it personally her duty to discover who had done such a heinous act against the Empire. Luckily, small bread-crumbs of a trail were slowly revealing themselves. A woman, seen in Imperial Uniform, though no proper record of her ever within the ranks. Another, holo-recording of another woman, this one blonde haired.
It was not much, but with her new authority, Meero was determined to find these two...
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Hello!
Thanks for reading through that; I loved Andor! The Show, and the Character. Though, this post is inspired by such, and some key-events from the Show. My basic concept here is: With the new powers, and Authority under her belt, Dedra Meero is on a hunt for Vel Sartha and Cinta Kaz- as I adored these two within the show itself! Well, I liked a lot of the characters, but the lewd side of my mind wants to use these ladies in a Lewd Star Wars AU.
As mentioned above, Dedra in this telling, is ideally a Futa. Vel, and Cinta can also be; one or the other, or neither. That is up for us to decide.
Of course, being set within a Lewd AU of the Star Wars Realm, we can also include other characters if we so desire. If any tickle your fancy, please feel free to suggest or bring them up when we discuss kinks, and what not.
Some others we can include, that I fancy are:
-Mom Mothma, Sabe, Jyn Erso, Any Jedi Survivors during the Empire days (Or any we deem survivors)
Just so it is known, here are some General things to keep in mind: This will be written in 3rd person, from both of us. No males used in lewd situations, as I am not too interested in that for this. Feminine-males can maybe an exception. People open to write as Switches, or one dom and one Sub character, go higher in the line.
I'm perfectly fine writing as Dedra, but I'd also like to have a character under my control who is more submissive.
General Limits of Mine: Bad-body smells/hygiene. Diapers/Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks. Pubic Hair. Hyper-sizes (for cocks). Blood/Gore/Vore. Puke. Fisting/Gapping. 1st Person Writing
Kinks:
If interested, please send a PM my way, with any big kinks mentioned, any characters you might want to add or play as. Anything thought wise, and we can discuss the more specifics there!
Order, was their top priority. Even among themselves, the members of the ISB Board whished for Order and Loyalty within the Galaxy. Of course, complications were always expected; failures even among their own. Supervisor Dedra Meero saw a mishap in jurisdiction among sectors. Though, Meero was a prime example of a newer member of the Board who aimed high- as she was quick to resolve the issue and gain proper control once more.
Personally, she -like her fellow Board Members and Imperial citizens- kept herself as neat and proper at all times. Never a hair out of place; she was special though. Unlike other female officers within the ISB, as she had made the conscience choice looked into it- Meero was born with an addition appendage to her body. One, like many male species within the galaxy- one between her legs. That too, was never out of order. Always flaccid and un-noticeable during meetings.
While small incidents were slowly popping up within the Galaxy- the exact purpose of the ISB was to correct these incidents and make examples- from odd rumors on Coruscant, to trouble on Lothal- the ISB was on top of it all. That was, until the Aldhani Robbery. Roughly 80-million Imperial Credits stolen from that sector-from Aldani specifically. Rebel-active suspected to be the cause initially, but it was hard to pin-point it truly.
Outraged, it was not long before the ISB was granted additional powers from the Highest level of the Empire. As a proud member of the Board itself, Supervisor Meero felt it personally her duty to discover who had done such a heinous act against the Empire. Luckily, small bread-crumbs of a trail were slowly revealing themselves. A woman, seen in Imperial Uniform, though no proper record of her ever within the ranks. Another, holo-recording of another woman, this one blonde haired.
It was not much, but with her new authority, Meero was determined to find these two...
---------
Hello!
Thanks for reading through that; I loved Andor! The Show, and the Character. Though, this post is inspired by such, and some key-events from the Show. My basic concept here is: With the new powers, and Authority under her belt, Dedra Meero is on a hunt for Vel Sartha and Cinta Kaz- as I adored these two within the show itself! Well, I liked a lot of the characters, but the lewd side of my mind wants to use these ladies in a Lewd Star Wars AU.
As mentioned above, Dedra in this telling, is ideally a Futa. Vel, and Cinta can also be; one or the other, or neither. That is up for us to decide.
Of course, being set within a Lewd AU of the Star Wars Realm, we can also include other characters if we so desire. If any tickle your fancy, please feel free to suggest or bring them up when we discuss kinks, and what not.
Some others we can include, that I fancy are:
-Mom Mothma, Sabe, Jyn Erso, Any Jedi Survivors during the Empire days (Or any we deem survivors)
Just so it is known, here are some General things to keep in mind: This will be written in 3rd person, from both of us. No males used in lewd situations, as I am not too interested in that for this. Feminine-males can maybe an exception. People open to write as Switches, or one dom and one Sub character, go higher in the line.
I'm perfectly fine writing as Dedra, but I'd also like to have a character under my control who is more submissive.
General Limits of Mine: Bad-body smells/hygiene. Diapers/Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks. Pubic Hair. Hyper-sizes (for cocks). Blood/Gore/Vore. Puke. Fisting/Gapping. 1st Person Writing
Kinks:
- Femdom/Futa-Dom. Face-sitting/Smoothering. Sensation-play. Bondage. Light Spanking. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity-cages for Futas. Milking machines/Cum milking/collecting. In universe powers and tools used. Cock size variation. CBt/Ball-busting. Switches.
- Wedgies. Love them! From simple little naturals annoying a character, to those more unrealistic and over the top.
- Hentai type stuff- like characters 'stuck in a wall' type situations. 'Bad-Endings. (Though, escaping is always an option for me) Balls turning blue from prolonged denial. At times, a lot of cum. Glory-holes, but likes traps. Like a cock trapped in a hole in the wall. Prolonged sex. Stuck in a wall-type punishments. And more
- Open to more, too!
If interested, please send a PM my way, with any big kinks mentioned, any characters you might want to add or play as. Anything thought wise, and we can discuss the more specifics there!
Sleep was meant to be a time of rejuvenation and restoration;
A time where one's body was at its upmost relaxed state. Growth happened in sleep, as was the way nature intended. Such couldn't be further from the truth for a woman, tossing on the Endar Spire: shifting back and forth on her bed, body and muscles tensed as sweat ran down her forehead- her mind was plagued with visions or a dream. The short black hair, that was usually combed neatly was soaked, and messy-ends still up and around. Her face, panicked and stressed even within the unpleasant deep slumber. The dreams were plaguing her mind and body. But, they were only glimpses into some reality, somewhere far, far away:
Some...command deck of some cruiser by the looks within her mind. Within the cruiser, on the deck stood someone clad in dark robes; though, the haziness of the dream blurred much of the detail of this figure. Despite this, she could tell within the hazy dream this figure stood proud there. Their posture was proper, and firm; they looked outward through the display port of the command deck towards the endless void that was deep space. Before the dream could focus further into what tale it wanted about this cloaked figure, a sudden boom let out!
...
The Endar Spire took yet another harsh blast from the laser canons of attacking fighters. Violently, even the barracks where the dark haired woman slept shook, and she was almost thrown from her own bed. Dark eyes shot open, as the sensation of a sweat covered face cooled her tensed body, she sat up and looked about: the barracks were empty... Kicking her legs off to the side, the bottoms of her bare feet brushing the cold durasteel floors, she almost jumped in place as the metallic barracks doors opened and rushed in a blonde wearing a Republic uniform. She was injured, holding one side, but assured the doors closed behind her before addressing the other.
"You need to get up, now! We've been ambushed by a Sith Battle Fleet, and they're already boarding."
Throat weirdly sore, the dark haired woman stood up, and glanced to the blonde. "What? Who are you..?"
"Trish Ulgo." She answered, a heavier exhaling pushing through her lips. "We're bunk mates...eh...I guess we do work opposite shifts huh...Either way, I'm an ensign for the Republic fleet, like you." Each word seemed to have taken more out of her lungs, but she was trying.
"I see.."
"No time, we need to find Bastila!"
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Hello, hello!
Or, hello there...
This is clearly a post about Knights of the Old Republic. My basic wants are: : I'd love to dwell into the game's story, and essentially re-tell it. Mixing in more lewd, crude fun into the Galaxy, Far, Far away. Recently, gone through a second playthrough of the First game, and the setting and everything is on the mind; I do plan to try out the second game as I have not done so yet. But again, I wish to make the Galaxy a lewder place, while also Re-telling and adding in our own wants, funs and desires into the mix.
A big first note to keep in mind: I'd like this Re-telling to be a Yuri-faction! Cringe word aside, a bunch of lesbian/woman on woman loving going on. Ideally, this would be a big gender bent telling too- all members of the party /story turned into women, or futa, and so on. Not really interested in focusing on Male on Female sexual interactions. One element I'd like to make: is the idea of the Jedi and Bastila using some level of orgasm denial to keep Revan's memories suppressed; whether its some variant of the Force-battle-mediation technique, keeping Revan's cock locked away or something else we establish.
Another important note: I am searching for a partner, more in the Switch territory. Not looking for someone who only writes sub-only or dom-only characters. The ideal partner would be able to write in third person, and maybe interested in writing multiple characters with me. Kinda sharing GM-duties, but that can be further discussed within DM's. There we can discuss kinks, limits and all sorts of details like if Revan should be just a woman, or a futa, etc, etc!
I'm open to writing as Revan herself, or any number of the party she will meet along the way. As a main, again, open to have Revan-though, if a partner wishes to have her, by all means!.
If this makes sense to anyone, great! I'd love to get in touch via Inbox messages so we can discuss and plot some stuff out. Then, we can kick off into Discord!
First, my limits so they are known:
A time where one's body was at its upmost relaxed state. Growth happened in sleep, as was the way nature intended. Such couldn't be further from the truth for a woman, tossing on the Endar Spire: shifting back and forth on her bed, body and muscles tensed as sweat ran down her forehead- her mind was plagued with visions or a dream. The short black hair, that was usually combed neatly was soaked, and messy-ends still up and around. Her face, panicked and stressed even within the unpleasant deep slumber. The dreams were plaguing her mind and body. But, they were only glimpses into some reality, somewhere far, far away:
Some...command deck of some cruiser by the looks within her mind. Within the cruiser, on the deck stood someone clad in dark robes; though, the haziness of the dream blurred much of the detail of this figure. Despite this, she could tell within the hazy dream this figure stood proud there. Their posture was proper, and firm; they looked outward through the display port of the command deck towards the endless void that was deep space. Before the dream could focus further into what tale it wanted about this cloaked figure, a sudden boom let out!
...
The Endar Spire took yet another harsh blast from the laser canons of attacking fighters. Violently, even the barracks where the dark haired woman slept shook, and she was almost thrown from her own bed. Dark eyes shot open, as the sensation of a sweat covered face cooled her tensed body, she sat up and looked about: the barracks were empty... Kicking her legs off to the side, the bottoms of her bare feet brushing the cold durasteel floors, she almost jumped in place as the metallic barracks doors opened and rushed in a blonde wearing a Republic uniform. She was injured, holding one side, but assured the doors closed behind her before addressing the other.
"You need to get up, now! We've been ambushed by a Sith Battle Fleet, and they're already boarding."
Throat weirdly sore, the dark haired woman stood up, and glanced to the blonde. "What? Who are you..?"
"Trish Ulgo." She answered, a heavier exhaling pushing through her lips. "We're bunk mates...eh...I guess we do work opposite shifts huh...Either way, I'm an ensign for the Republic fleet, like you." Each word seemed to have taken more out of her lungs, but she was trying.
"I see.."
"No time, we need to find Bastila!"
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Hello, hello!
Or, hello there...
This is clearly a post about Knights of the Old Republic. My basic wants are: : I'd love to dwell into the game's story, and essentially re-tell it. Mixing in more lewd, crude fun into the Galaxy, Far, Far away. Recently, gone through a second playthrough of the First game, and the setting and everything is on the mind; I do plan to try out the second game as I have not done so yet. But again, I wish to make the Galaxy a lewder place, while also Re-telling and adding in our own wants, funs and desires into the mix.
A big first note to keep in mind: I'd like this Re-telling to be a Yuri-faction! Cringe word aside, a bunch of lesbian/woman on woman loving going on. Ideally, this would be a big gender bent telling too- all members of the party /story turned into women, or futa, and so on. Not really interested in focusing on Male on Female sexual interactions. One element I'd like to make: is the idea of the Jedi and Bastila using some level of orgasm denial to keep Revan's memories suppressed; whether its some variant of the Force-battle-mediation technique, keeping Revan's cock locked away or something else we establish.
Another important note: I am searching for a partner, more in the Switch territory. Not looking for someone who only writes sub-only or dom-only characters. The ideal partner would be able to write in third person, and maybe interested in writing multiple characters with me. Kinda sharing GM-duties, but that can be further discussed within DM's. There we can discuss kinks, limits and all sorts of details like if Revan should be just a woman, or a futa, etc, etc!
I'm open to writing as Revan herself, or any number of the party she will meet along the way. As a main, again, open to have Revan-though, if a partner wishes to have her, by all means!.
If this makes sense to anyone, great! I'd love to get in touch via Inbox messages so we can discuss and plot some stuff out. Then, we can kick off into Discord!
First, my limits so they are known:
- 1st Person writing. . Dirty Body Smells/Musk/B.O. Super amounts of Gore/Vore. Hyper sizes for any body part. Fisting. Cuckcolding/cuckqueening. Large amounts of blood. Pregnancy/Impreg. Parament Damage to genitalia. Bathroom Kinks/Piss/scat/fart/diapers. Low-Effort-messages.
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Possible Romance. In-universe powers used in lewd manners. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. Panties in general And more!
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Transformation: Women into Futa, as a big one. Memory altering/controlling. Open to more.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies in panties. Love the terms, "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- CBT- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. More unique, the more fun And so on! This is a big one I'd love to include.
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me
War!
War erupted throughout the galaxy, from the bitter ends of the Outer Rim, to some of the closer Mid-Rim worlds. From the ploy to kill not only the once former Queen of Naboo, but also two Jedi Knights, the war being dubbed as, "The Clone Wars' bursted into the reality that every living soul within galaxy existed in. From that first scorching hot day, held in the arena on Genososis, the Senate and the newly formed Confederacy of Independent Systems have both been scrambling to mobilize forces all around the galaxy. Both sides pulling as many strings, and advantages, calling in as many favors as they can to gain control further and further.
In the most simple of ways, it was a mess.
And, Padmè Amidala shouldn't have been thinking on such, as she sat on the shore line of the small-ish vacation home, back on her native world of Naboo. The running waters brought a calm, almost sleep-inducing breeze past the brunette senator, as her eyes shut closed for A moment. She tried her best, with every mental fortitude to not think back on Genososis, and what had transpired: those deep claws slicing into her back and leaving mindfully large scars...But failed, quite a bit actually. After a moment or so acknowledging this, the brunette leaned back as far as the beach chair could provide, with her eyes squeezed shut. A deep, long, exhale forced out of her lungs, and the images flashing of that day, the busy chaotic office of the Senate the next all flushed from her mind.
After all, she was ordered a month of medical leave due to the injuries from that blasted day. Even explaining to the Chancellor that she was beyond well enough to continue her work, the order was still issued. So, here she was- back home. Demanded time off was never a thing that sat well with a work-a-holic like Padme. Even seated besides the chore, in a simple floral bathing suit, she still longed to return to the Senate and continue the aid to end this war before it spiraled too out of control. There was still time.
For now....
She was going to soak up some sun.
The floral top of the bathing suit was removed: to allow the upper half of her body to tan evenly; of course, she had the proper skin protection on to avoid burning. When Padme finally started to relax, eyes closed peacefully and the sun's warmth welcoming her, a hand brushed against her shoulders, gliding around. Jolting a little, her brown eyes peeled back open but to a quite the comfort of a person- that was to be expected with the woman she loved. Sabe, one of her closet Handmaidens from her time as Queen, but now one who still stays in touch. Many did, actually- even if Padme's time as Queen was over. The soft hand, lead back to the almost perfect reflection of Padme herself.
Was it weird that she loved a woman that looked so much like her?
Maybe...
"I figured you would be down here," Sabe smiled, pacing around and slowly straddling over the Senator's lap.
"I have to spend my time somehow, right?" Padme's voice just as soft. "And since its only us here, I thought it would be nice to be more relaxed, and unrestricted."
"I see," a notable glance was shot down to the senator's bare chest. "But, I think we should talk about your security detail.
"Oh?"
"I want to be appointed to your personal body-guard. The last time I left you in the hands of others, we saw what happened." It wasn't meant to be mean, or condemning in any way, but the senator's back showed proof of what happened. Sabe didn't blame her however; Padme had enemies, and it was to be expected that the Trade Federation didn't forget what happened ten years ago. Still, the mirror image of Padme was firm on her stance.
"It might put some eyes on us; someone might start thinking things." The Senator sighed.
"It doesn't matter. I am set on protecting you- and that's final." Without warning, her lips pressed forward into the Senator's, locking her into a kiss; while Sabe's right hand dived into the bottoms of Padme's swimwear: and properly grabbing onto the Senator's hidden cock. Her own lips smirked, feeling the phallus already starting to harden...
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Hello there!
If it is not too clear, the prompt here is about: an AU of sorts within he Star Wars Galaxy. Instead of being in love with Anakin, Padmè Amidala is in relationship with one of her former handmaidens: Sabè. Said former Handmaiden just also happens to be extremely close in physical appearance to the Senator, her self. While the duty and life style of the Queen and Her Handmaidens is very close naturally, there might be a taboo seen about them being together- so, in this AU, Padmè and Sabè keep things rather hushed- or try their best. Since this is an AU of sorts, we can alter a number of things! Maybe al the Clones are women/Futa. Maybe Ahsoka was part of the Order Earlier, and is 18 in this telling. All sorts of thoughts opened for this prompt!
A big focus though: Is the Secret Romance of Sabe and Padme, and how it progresses. Devoted to her beloved Senator, Sabe slowly takes more of a dominating control not only over the security detail of Senator Amidala, but also over Padme herself. Even as they get stuck into whackiness of the Clone Wars, (as the show Proves Padme sometimes gets into messes beyond her own good). Of course, Padme loves her back, and slowly falls into the more Submissive side of their dynamic.
For a possible partner: I am searching for someone, ideally open to write as Sabe. Devoted to Padme, and in their secret relationship. Always looking out for the Senator, and growing more dominating and controlling in the bedroom'. Might even lock Padme's cock up for protection too! If one really wishes to write as Padme, I might be open to discuss but I mainly looking for partners who wish to be Sabe. Also! Should be noted: I wrote this with the mindset, Padme is a Futa, but Sabe is not. I am open for them both being Futa though.
As for myself: Planning on writing as Padme, but could be persuaded to be Sabe. Also, very much into writing as others in the world, and sorta/pseudo GM Type duties.
Kinks:
War erupted throughout the galaxy, from the bitter ends of the Outer Rim, to some of the closer Mid-Rim worlds. From the ploy to kill not only the once former Queen of Naboo, but also two Jedi Knights, the war being dubbed as, "The Clone Wars' bursted into the reality that every living soul within galaxy existed in. From that first scorching hot day, held in the arena on Genososis, the Senate and the newly formed Confederacy of Independent Systems have both been scrambling to mobilize forces all around the galaxy. Both sides pulling as many strings, and advantages, calling in as many favors as they can to gain control further and further.
In the most simple of ways, it was a mess.
And, Padmè Amidala shouldn't have been thinking on such, as she sat on the shore line of the small-ish vacation home, back on her native world of Naboo. The running waters brought a calm, almost sleep-inducing breeze past the brunette senator, as her eyes shut closed for A moment. She tried her best, with every mental fortitude to not think back on Genososis, and what had transpired: those deep claws slicing into her back and leaving mindfully large scars...But failed, quite a bit actually. After a moment or so acknowledging this, the brunette leaned back as far as the beach chair could provide, with her eyes squeezed shut. A deep, long, exhale forced out of her lungs, and the images flashing of that day, the busy chaotic office of the Senate the next all flushed from her mind.
After all, she was ordered a month of medical leave due to the injuries from that blasted day. Even explaining to the Chancellor that she was beyond well enough to continue her work, the order was still issued. So, here she was- back home. Demanded time off was never a thing that sat well with a work-a-holic like Padme. Even seated besides the chore, in a simple floral bathing suit, she still longed to return to the Senate and continue the aid to end this war before it spiraled too out of control. There was still time.
For now....
She was going to soak up some sun.
The floral top of the bathing suit was removed: to allow the upper half of her body to tan evenly; of course, she had the proper skin protection on to avoid burning. When Padme finally started to relax, eyes closed peacefully and the sun's warmth welcoming her, a hand brushed against her shoulders, gliding around. Jolting a little, her brown eyes peeled back open but to a quite the comfort of a person- that was to be expected with the woman she loved. Sabe, one of her closet Handmaidens from her time as Queen, but now one who still stays in touch. Many did, actually- even if Padme's time as Queen was over. The soft hand, lead back to the almost perfect reflection of Padme herself.
Was it weird that she loved a woman that looked so much like her?
Maybe...
"I figured you would be down here," Sabe smiled, pacing around and slowly straddling over the Senator's lap.
"I have to spend my time somehow, right?" Padme's voice just as soft. "And since its only us here, I thought it would be nice to be more relaxed, and unrestricted."
"I see," a notable glance was shot down to the senator's bare chest. "But, I think we should talk about your security detail.
"Oh?"
"I want to be appointed to your personal body-guard. The last time I left you in the hands of others, we saw what happened." It wasn't meant to be mean, or condemning in any way, but the senator's back showed proof of what happened. Sabe didn't blame her however; Padme had enemies, and it was to be expected that the Trade Federation didn't forget what happened ten years ago. Still, the mirror image of Padme was firm on her stance.
"It might put some eyes on us; someone might start thinking things." The Senator sighed.
"It doesn't matter. I am set on protecting you- and that's final." Without warning, her lips pressed forward into the Senator's, locking her into a kiss; while Sabe's right hand dived into the bottoms of Padme's swimwear: and properly grabbing onto the Senator's hidden cock. Her own lips smirked, feeling the phallus already starting to harden...
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Hello there!
If it is not too clear, the prompt here is about: an AU of sorts within he Star Wars Galaxy. Instead of being in love with Anakin, Padmè Amidala is in relationship with one of her former handmaidens: Sabè. Said former Handmaiden just also happens to be extremely close in physical appearance to the Senator, her self. While the duty and life style of the Queen and Her Handmaidens is very close naturally, there might be a taboo seen about them being together- so, in this AU, Padmè and Sabè keep things rather hushed- or try their best. Since this is an AU of sorts, we can alter a number of things! Maybe al the Clones are women/Futa. Maybe Ahsoka was part of the Order Earlier, and is 18 in this telling. All sorts of thoughts opened for this prompt!
A big focus though: Is the Secret Romance of Sabe and Padme, and how it progresses. Devoted to her beloved Senator, Sabe slowly takes more of a dominating control not only over the security detail of Senator Amidala, but also over Padme herself. Even as they get stuck into whackiness of the Clone Wars, (as the show Proves Padme sometimes gets into messes beyond her own good). Of course, Padme loves her back, and slowly falls into the more Submissive side of their dynamic.
For a possible partner: I am searching for someone, ideally open to write as Sabe. Devoted to Padme, and in their secret relationship. Always looking out for the Senator, and growing more dominating and controlling in the bedroom'. Might even lock Padme's cock up for protection too! If one really wishes to write as Padme, I might be open to discuss but I mainly looking for partners who wish to be Sabe. Also! Should be noted: I wrote this with the mindset, Padme is a Futa, but Sabe is not. I am open for them both being Futa though.
As for myself: Planning on writing as Padme, but could be persuaded to be Sabe. Also, very much into writing as others in the world, and sorta/pseudo GM Type duties.
Kinks:
- General: Femdom/Futa-dom. Romance/Secret Romance. Some Wholesome stuff: hand holding, cuddling, hand holding, etc. Doggy Style. Under the table type stuff: Footises/footjobs. Edging. Cum being collected in contains. In universe rules and elements in play. One character caged and being fucked. Chastity cage- really want Padme to end up in one~ 3rd Person writing. Public Play/Risk of being seen in public. And open to more!
- CBT/Ballbusting: Open to all sorts. Just as long as there is no castration or blood, or ruining anything. But balls can be slapped, grabbed, squeezed, stepped on, used as a foot rest. leashed up, and so so much more!
- Orgasm Control/Denial: Prolonged Denial/edging, Ruined/Forced Orgasms. Caged Orgasms. Chastity cages for Futa characters. Sounding.
- Panties: I love panties. From them showing a little above the waist of pants and skirts, to wedgies, panties used as gags, stealing panties, cumming in panties, and so on!
- 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.
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little. And open to more!!!
- 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"