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Big Buff Shark
I promise I won't bite... probably
- Joined
- May 11, 2025
Hello!
This is going to be a collection of ideas and prompts (hopefully all well thought out). Feel free to message about one of these in particular, my other post here, or use these as a way to generate some new ideas.
Okay, onto the prompts!
This is going to be a collection of ideas and prompts (hopefully all well thought out). Feel free to message about one of these in particular, my other post here, or use these as a way to generate some new ideas.
While each prompt will be slightly different, in general I like to play a Dom-leaning switch. I can play multiple characters, and I’m comfortable writing in 1st or 3rd person.
So I’m looking for someone to play across from me, take a character or a few, and who can write a solid paragraph or more per response.
So I’m looking for someone to play across from me, take a character or a few, and who can write a solid paragraph or more per response.
Okay, onto the prompts!
An excerpt from the letter of Princess Miriam to her spouse.
Look, I know this isn’t exactly ideal. Gods above, we haven’t even met each other yet, and here we are, preparing to marry each other tomorrow.
But even with all that, I’m going to give it my all. No matter what you look like, no matter who you are, I am going to try and love you with everything I am.
Tomorrow, when you see me for the first time, when we speak our vows and join ourselves together, all I ask is that you grant me that same commitment. I know we can do this, together.
Look, I know this isn’t exactly ideal. Gods above, we haven’t even met each other yet, and here we are, preparing to marry each other tomorrow.
But even with all that, I’m going to give it my all. No matter what you look like, no matter who you are, I am going to try and love you with everything I am.
Tomorrow, when you see me for the first time, when we speak our vows and join ourselves together, all I ask is that you grant me that same commitment. I know we can do this, together.
With Love,
Miriam
Miriam
This prompt is a bit less well-baked, but there’s a good reason for it, I promise.
The basic idea is this: MC, for one reason or another, dies and gets reincarnated isekai style into another world. This world has a special RPG system that allows for leveling, quests, and general RPG stuff.
Now, why is this undercooked? I want to talk about it with you!
Does our world have plenty of magic, with plenty of anthro beasts and races? Or are we in a more modern setting with an RPG system? Maybe a cyberpunk + fantasy type world or even the magical Wild West!
There are so many options here, and I want to find something we can both enjoy. So let’s talk about it!
The basic idea is this: MC, for one reason or another, dies and gets reincarnated isekai style into another world. This world has a special RPG system that allows for leveling, quests, and general RPG stuff.
Now, why is this undercooked? I want to talk about it with you!
Does our world have plenty of magic, with plenty of anthro beasts and races? Or are we in a more modern setting with an RPG system? Maybe a cyberpunk + fantasy type world or even the magical Wild West!
There are so many options here, and I want to find something we can both enjoy. So let’s talk about it!
This one is a little bit more self-explanatory. But here are a couple examples of what attribute theft is if you’re unsure. Keep in mind this is also designed to be a longer-term RP.
Example 1
Example 2
Anyway, here’s the actual prompt:
Cat paced her room, a hundred different scenarios running through her head. She just couldn’t stop worrying, not since she discovered her ability about an hour ago.
Her date must have been so confused about why she left so suddenly. It was good that they hadn’t seemed to notice the sudden shift in their height, but Cat supposed laying down might have prevented that. Still, it was going to be awkward explaining to anyone why she was suddenly three inches taller than yesterday.
That wasn’t the only change either. Cat glanced at her reflection in the mirror, confirming what she had seen earlier wasn’t just a fluke. Sure enough, one of her eyes was still that deep green, and the other was now blue. Somehow, she had swapped eye color with her date too… wild.
Example 1
Example 2
Anyway, here’s the actual prompt:
Cat paced her room, a hundred different scenarios running through her head. She just couldn’t stop worrying, not since she discovered her ability about an hour ago.
Her date must have been so confused about why she left so suddenly. It was good that they hadn’t seemed to notice the sudden shift in their height, but Cat supposed laying down might have prevented that. Still, it was going to be awkward explaining to anyone why she was suddenly three inches taller than yesterday.
That wasn’t the only change either. Cat glanced at her reflection in the mirror, confirming what she had seen earlier wasn’t just a fluke. Sure enough, one of her eyes was still that deep green, and the other was now blue. Somehow, she had swapped eye color with her date too… wild.
I had barely woken up before my phone started buzzing. It was likely my boss, giving me the information for my first client that morning. I picked up my phone, glancing over the request before nodding and texting back a confirmation. This should be a fun one.
I quickly hopped into the shower to prepare myself for the day. Futas, like myself, weren’t exactly common, which meant we were in high demand by single and married women alike, both those looking to get knocked up and those just looking for a good time. That’s where my boss came in.
She took care of payments, scheduling, and customer service. All I had to do was show up and perform. It was different all the time, but I could handle it. Some women wanted a partner to a gala event, someone to show off to their friends. Others wanted me as entertainment for a bachelorette party, a stripper or a stud to act as one last foray into lust.
Still others just wanted to fuck. But my favorites were the married ones. The husbands who scheduled me as a treat for their wives. The ones who wanted to watch me ravage their wives, breeding them until the collapsed. The rich bastards ripped well, and fucked just as bad.
But hey, that’s why they call me. Because futas are just better.
I quickly hopped into the shower to prepare myself for the day. Futas, like myself, weren’t exactly common, which meant we were in high demand by single and married women alike, both those looking to get knocked up and those just looking for a good time. That’s where my boss came in.
She took care of payments, scheduling, and customer service. All I had to do was show up and perform. It was different all the time, but I could handle it. Some women wanted a partner to a gala event, someone to show off to their friends. Others wanted me as entertainment for a bachelorette party, a stripper or a stud to act as one last foray into lust.
Still others just wanted to fuck. But my favorites were the married ones. The husbands who scheduled me as a treat for their wives. The ones who wanted to watch me ravage their wives, breeding them until the collapsed. The rich bastards ripped well, and fucked just as bad.
But hey, that’s why they call me. Because futas are just better.
Demon contracts are… weird. They can be and do nearly anything, depending on the power of the demon you summon. Most people would go for magical power, knowledge, beauty, or eternal life, but what if I wanted all of them?
It would normally require the summoning of a near-all powerful demon to claim something like that, but I don’t have the skill or knowledge to do anything close to that. Instead, I have a different plan altogether - becoming a demon myself.
You see, demons, particularly succubi, can all gain power by contracting deals with mortals, and as long as they’re continually feeding, are basically immortal as long as they don’t get caught by a priest or another holy warrior.
How could that go wrong?
It would normally require the summoning of a near-all powerful demon to claim something like that, but I don’t have the skill or knowledge to do anything close to that. Instead, I have a different plan altogether - becoming a demon myself.
You see, demons, particularly succubi, can all gain power by contracting deals with mortals, and as long as they’re continually feeding, are basically immortal as long as they don’t get caught by a priest or another holy warrior.
How could that go wrong?
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