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Write a story using this writing prompt: Searching hot fun . :) | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When she learned it was possible for men to ejaculate from anal only stimulation, she said "challenge accepted." Anal only for her hubby until she pounded one out of him without touching his cock. They had pegged, he loved it and supported her quest, though concerned as he never came that way, | [
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"content": "Most of the common Mid-century Modern front doors featured glass rectangles from the cheaper ones with slanted rectangles to the Janet's front door of three equally spaced vertical squares on point. She spent the years after Marrying Richard filling their home with that basic shape, squares with corners pointing in cardinal directions. The exception to this motif were her set of Atomic Starburst Dishes.\n\nJanet opened her front door with the square on point windows to accept a package delivery. The internet is a wonder place to find things that you might not even know were available. The algorithms also point people to deviant behavior that is a half step from their comfort zones. Janet took a half step once that lead to another half step, and so on and so forth.\n\nIf Janet would take a look at her life then she would realize that her spending habits were a manifestation of a longing for that nuclear type family. Richard, her husband, had a great job as an executive developer at Advance Publications, the majority stake holder in Reddit. The only thing really missing from her life were the 2.5 kids. They tried keeping a cat but Richard learned in short order that he was allergic to its dandruff. \n\nThe Marriage councilor suggested to her that she get more involved, learn more, about Richard's job as a way to close the emotional gap between them. A computer, or laptop, in her home did not fit into her decor scheme at all, so she resisted. Janet told her husband \"that she wasn't against technology, not all of it.\" She pointed to the dishwasher, console TV with the built in Radio and record player, and blushed as she recounted the 1950's vibrator that strapped on to the back of his hand that she just called their toy.\n\nA week later the construction crew were done installing a hidden WiFi enabled projector buried in the wall in their living room. The computer was regulated to the basement, next to the other household mechanicals like the water heater and furnace. The keyboard and mouse lived in the coffee table drawer, even the drawer was hidden under the wide eave of the table. The front of the drawer was slanted, the whole thing was a trapezoidal shape with the smaller part on the bottom. Richard took care of keeping it charged in his office.\n\nHis office was the one room that didn't fit into her decor, so she kept the door shut. The outside wall with the window was covered with brimming book shelves from floor to ceiling. The books were covered in jarring, 'hey look at me' colors which clashed with each other. His prize possession was a duplicate copy of the original Enterprise's Captain's chair. His office also had a projector that threw up his computer's screen on a blank white wall. She could find him sitting in that damnable chair wearing VR headset most nights up until the time of the projector in the living room.\n\nRichard took pains to sit and watch her historical dramas, like Mad Men, in the following evenings on the sofa she had custom crafted to match the mahogany coffee table. There weren't any arm rests on expensive piece of furniture; she used him as the arm rest. Often opting to rest her head in his lap while he poked and swiped at empty air while wearing the VR headgear."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CW][CS]Zoe and Elliot are seniors in University, they are friends and both dream of writing careers. To raise funds for school they both work as "demo models" for the school's BDSM arts program, which gives them material to write about too. Use the tables to generate your prompt... | [
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"content": "*The assignment (based on my rolls): Elliot has been assigned to a protocol class, more specifically about following basic orders, where they will be submissive. Their partner will be Professor Enzo Calvelo who is teaching the class. The experience was good, generally positive, though, more so for the top.* \n**September 6, entry by Elliot.**\n\nZoe and I agreed to start a joint journal this year about our jobs as demo models for the BDSM Arts program, here goes the first entry.\n\nMy first assignment for the year is to Professor Calvelo’s class. Enzo Calvelo is an interesting guy, he’s one of those people who seem larger than life when you meet them. In many ways, Calvelo seems like he stepped out of a Fellini movie. An older Italian man who never worked a day in his life, he was born with a trust fund and dresses in sharp Neapolitan-style suits. Teaching in this program is the closest thing to working that Enzo ever did, though his reasons for doing it have nothing to do with a need for money.\n\nI got to the room early as Zoe and I usually do since there is sometimes one prep. Professor Calvelo arrived soon after and briefed me. This was a freshmen class and he was going to go over the basics of clarity of command and some protocol basics, as well as start to acclimate the students to what they can expect in the program. Sounded OK to me, a typical intro class and a good way to start the year.\n\nAs the clock approached class time, I assumed a waiting position next to the profs’ desk and asked if this was what he was looking for. Professor Calvelo looked up from his seat, “this sets a low expectation, no?” At first, I checked my stance and positioning, then realized he might have meant my jeans and t-shirt. That was when Enzo gave his instructions, which I should have expected, he has a distinctive style, is a master at mind tricks, and focus on the human condition created by power dynamics, the use of symbolism, and the unexpected. I was to wear a gold lamé g-string pouch with straps that wrapped around my body a few times. I am pretty sure I saw that get-up in a movie in a film class, it had a bunch of shorts set in Roman times. While I changed in the classroom, some of the facilities people came by and set up velvet ropes outside the class for the students to wait behind. Professor Calvelo also had an espresso machine rolled in and set up. I was firmly in Enzo’s world now.\n\nProfessor Calvelo’s first order of the day was for me to go out into the hall and take attendance. This gave me some pause as other students from outside the BDSM Arts program would see me wearing that ridiculous g-sting, people I went to class with in my writing program. Thee are supposed to be university rules about not exposing other students to the BDSM Arts unless they consent, but then, I guess a guy with his ass checks in the wind and cock and balls in a gold fabric sack is considered safe enough. While I was trying to concentrate on my task of attendance, I definitely saw a few people I know. I heard at least one gasp, and a couple of groans from guys who were likely wishing I was Zoe, and I just hope those giggles from Advika and her friends weren’t about me, I’ve had a crush on Advika for a while. \nWhile some might think being a demo model for the BDSM Arts program is all excitement, I can tell you, there is a lot of waiting around, particularly in protocol classes. That’s what I expected from this class and of course, Professor Calvelo subverted those expectations too. While Professor Calvelo was lecturing, the Professore gave orders to “il lacchè,” me, to make espressos. handout and collect questionnaires from the Padrone and Padrona, and make some of them espressos too. I was kept much busier than expected. As part of the protocol, I was to address the students as Padrone and Padrona, and Calvelo as Professore. While I get Calvelo’s style and desire to make an impression on the first day, I can’t help but wonder what happens when the tables are switched for some of these freshmen. Either way, the students seemed to eat it right up. There was one woman in particular, when I brought her an expresso, she asked for sugar, and when I brought it she had me stand there with the sugar on a tray I was holding while she scoped a 1/4 spoon of sugar at a time while checking me out. Whatever, she’ll figure out the program is not for students on a power trip. \nProfessor Calvelo seemed happy with the session."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Dominant futa on female | [
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"content": "An employee tries to do two spells in one on her stern bods but messes up. She wants one spell where her boss would have a sign to know when she's happy and another spell where she would be nicer to her for a change. However, casting the two spells simultaneously causes the magic to malfunction. Her boss is still scolding her, but her scolding has flirtatious and dominating undertones. Furthermore, the boss has a futa cock. Her boss doesn't seem oblivious to the magical changes, but it doesn't make the magic any less awkward and sexy."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: swimsuit shopping | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: “We’ll fine. If [insert extraordinarily creative premise here], then I’ll REALLY show (him/her/them-all), if that’s what they want.” And then she stripped off everything but her elegant high heels, and made a GRAND entrance to the (party/event/restaurant/ceremony) that NO ONE would ever forget. | [
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"content": "Nothing Left\n\nSerena's 50th Birthday party was approaching, and the Los Angeles socialites that were invited were slowly making her way to her \"quaint\" mansion. Serena was considered a has-been, she was a lingerie and swim suit model in her late teens/early twenties, and then a generic hot woman for the movies in 20s and 30s. But since then, her acting roles have fallen off. She was endorsing products now like pain killers, wrist guards, and soda. Nobody would say it to her face, but she heard the whispers, the gossip that traversed her social circles. \n\n\"She's old and done for\"\n\n\"Crusty bitch\"\n\n\"Old hag should have retired years ago\"\n\nThe most fake out of all of them, Julie W, the new up and coming star who's latest film broke 1.5 billion at the box office. Her acting wasn't anything special but she reaped the rewards of others hard work. Julie W. (You always had to say the W.) was the kind of girl that would say \"Fuck you\" while smiling and posing for red carpet photos. At the last gala Julie W. and Serena attended, they arrived at the same time and the paparazzi loved it, the signaling of the changing of the guard. Julie W. didn't like sharing the spotlight and grew to resent Serena, vowing to become everything she was but better. \n\nTheir feud was hidden, hiding behind expensive brunches, fake laughs, and friendly conversation. To show how much more successful Julie W. had become, she invited Serena to her 25th birthday party, which was hailed as the event of the millenia. It was a spectacular event, 5 star food and entertainment and each guest left with a goodie bag worth 6 figures.\n\nHow on earth was Serena going to top that? She knew her limits, her money wasn't coming in as large and as quickly as it used to but she wanted to stand out. She wanted this year to be burned into her guests minds making them forget the young actresses party earlier in the year. But the question is...how?\n\nSerena could hear the guests arriving down stairs, the wait staff had begun letting people into her cleaned and decorated mansion. Her theme was elegant but nothing in particular. She looked at the various magazines, awards, and covers that decorated her dressing room. Her life as a Sex Symbol was dwindling, she looked at People magazine, her last time being mentioned on their hottest celebs of the year was a long time ago.\n\nThis sparked an idea in her, a bold but outlandish idea, one that will make headlines and will certainly upset individuals, but one that will prove them all wrong.\n\nThe guests were all waiting in the foyer, cocktail staff were handing out appetizers and drinks to all of the guests. No phones were allowed so when the guests checked in, they had to turn in their phones and keys in case they were drinking.\n\nJulie W. arrived wearing a tight short dress that captured all the attention in the room, she wanted to make sure to steal whatever spotlight Serena has left.\n\n8pm, the cocktail waitresses had begun to ring their glasses and direct people towards the grand stairwell.\n\nThe guests were in shock to see Serena, completely nude wearing a pair of shimmering gold heels, gracefully walking down the stairs. Her eyeshadow, a sultry mix of black and gold, hair done with gold hair bands, dazzling gold earrings, and a gold bangle on her wrist. Her body had a glow to it, it was shimmering under her chandelier lighting. She had applied a light coat of powder to give herself a glow. But the guests were fixed at the sight not seen to the public in years, her breats were perfectly tanned all around and her vagina was clean shaven, she was a portrait of sensual elegance. The crowd was silent, basking in the sight of their host.\n\nSerena stopped just before the bottom of the stairs.\n\n\"Thank you all for coming tonight! It means so much to me that you've joined me on this milestone moment. Please, enjoy yourselves, the food, the drinks, and of course, the sights.\"\n\nThe guests all started clapping and cheering as Serena walked up to a silent Julie W.\n\n\"Julie darling, so glad you could make it.\" Serena said as she walked over to Julie W. And gave her. Light kiss on the cheek.\n\n\"Yes well um...I appreciate the invite. This little stunt you're doing...seems a bit desperate don't you think?\"\n\nSerena smiled.\n\n\"What stunt? It's my birthday and I get to choose how to celebrate. Now be careful young lady, the drinks are a bit strong for your youthful pallet.\"\n\nSerena walked away to greet her other guests as they were all very very eager to meet and glance upon her.\n\nThe night was hers, the crowd knew but more importantly, she knew it. Whatever the ramifications of this were, she didn't care, she showed them all that once you're a sex symbol, you never stop being one."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CW] Shy guy, big dick, unreal amount of cum. Kidnapped by a all female group of your choice is drugged to be in what is especially a heat. How does it end? Will the girls take turns using him or will he take charge? | [
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"content": "Bethany looked down at their captive and felt nothing but disgust. 'I can't believe he even thinks he could be allowed to talk to me, let alone insult me in front of the entire class.' Her father owned the academy, well he basically owned it. He contributed the most donations, was board chairman, and held the most stocks. This was Daddy's territory, her territory, and she wasn't going to let her college life be characterized by getting back-talked by a poor dull looking lunk like Peter Marbrook. She only had one class with him, and still, he bothered her endlessly. The way he walked, and clutched his books tightly to his chest, and the fact that he sometimes wore those hideous cardigans, and polos too. 'Who does he think he is, Mr. Rogers?' \r \n‘Ew Beth! Look I think he’s crying!” Mary said, pointing at Peter who was tied to a chair in the middle of their dorm. He had a black bag over his head, and a gag on under that, but she could hear him whimpering like a child, and he leaned forward as far his bound hands would let him, lurching with each small sob. \r \n“Oh my god, what a baby. You know, I bet this is the first time he’s ever been in a room alone with girls. He should be grateful for us!” Erica said. \r \nBethany agreed, he should feel lucky. He was alone in a room with four girls, and three of them were the prettiest and richest girls at the academy. Mary was practically a princess, on her mother's side she had some royalty from… well, Beth couldn’t remember but some backwater European shithole where she ate the weirdest foods, but she was rich and pretty enough to be Beth's friend. She had that old-money European look, thin and long-legged, with brunette hair that almost reached her ass. Sometimes Beth envied how thin she was until she saw her own tits in the mirror, they had to be twice as big as Mary’s. \r \nErica was from Argentina. Beth had thought it was a joke when she said that, until she spoke fluent Spanish, and showed off her passport. She was milky white and freckled, with ringlets of red hair that almost came to her shoulders. She was the shortest of the three, but she made up for it with everything else. Her eyes were a piercing ice blue, and her lips and cheeks, and nose were all perfectly proportioned and colored, Beth wasn't even sure she ever had to use blush. She had been modeling since she was young, and grown into it. \r \nAs pretty as her friends were, Beth knew she was the prettiest. Her mother was from Greece, and her dad was from New York, but he had Swedish parents. She had bronze skin, Golden hair, a body that made heads turn, and a gaze that scared them away. \r \nIt was such a shame that the school made them wear these tacky uniforms, she felt it really detracted from what they all had. It was a college for hell's sake, but Daddy insisted when she complained, but he did let her and her friends tailor their uniforms a bit, hitch up the navy skirts, and tailor the matching blazer. Looking at Peter in his oversized uniform made Beth feel better though. \r \n“Let's show him why he’s so lucky. Jess!” Beth snapped her fingers and the girl standing in the corner came over meekly. Jess was a silly girl and not one of Beth's friends, but she had her uses. She was one of Daddy’s investor's daughters, and he had insisted that Beth take her under her wing. It didn't take long for Beth to figure out how hardworking and smart she was, a total bookworm and just as obnoxiously frightened of everything as stupid Peter. She was a little thing too, and her uniform was too big also. Beth made a mental note to get it tailored for her. If she was going to hang around Beth and her group, doing their homework and such, she’d need to at least try to look the part. She’d have to do something about those dorky glasses too, oh and that tacky hair, it was too dark, black really, and fell in her face most of the time.\r \n“Take off his mask Jess!” Beth said. The girl followed Beth’s orders, nervous and shakily. \r \nPeter looked around, his jitters reminding Beth of a trapped rodent, moaning through the piece of wet cloth between his lips. \r \n“Hahaha, oh my god he looks so afraid!” Erica said. \r \n“He should be, after today, he’ll never fuck with us again girls.”\r \n“Hey, he’s kind of your type Erica! He looks like you.” Mary said. \r \n“Just because he’s a ginger, doesn't mean he looks like me, Mary. I model, he–he does physics and like, jerks off to cartoons I’m sure.” \r \n“Alright Jess, be a dear and get those pills I brought,” Beth ordered the shy girl again. \r \n“I already have them!” She yelled nervously, retrieving them from her jacket pocket. It was a small orange bottle, and the biggest words on it were on a yellow sticker with bold black letters that read “INTERNAL USE ONLY: SAMPLE DRUG”. She wondered why Daddy had brought them home, but she knew that after reading the side effects, they’d be perfect for what she had planned. Peter started to moan through his gag again, looking with mortified eyes at the bottle in Jess’s hand.\r \n“Alright, let's give him a chance ladies, shall we?” Beth asked. \r \n“Why? He was so rude in front of Professor Harrison, and he’s like the CUTEST professor!” Erica blurted out. \r \n“Shut up Erica, that was like, a rhetorical question,” Bethany said. “Jess, take off his gag.” \r \nThe girl went back over to him and struggled for a second with the piece of fabric. “Sorry, Beth, whoever those guys were that brought him in, tied this really tight,” she said, her voice shaky. This would be good for her, Beth knew. It would be a good way to show Jess what would happen if she crossed her. \r \nPeter gasped for air once Jess got the gag down. \r \n“This is insane! Beth, Bethany, wait, please. I– I don't even know what I did.” He said with a whimper. \r \n“Ugh yes, you do, dumb ass! You corrected her in front of the whole of Professor Harrison's class!” Mary accused.\r \n“What?!” He looked shocked by this. “I–I had to. The professor called on me after she said Napoleon started World War II.”\r \n“If you knew better, you would’ve not said anything, or better yet, you would’ve said I was right!” Bethany yelled, before slapping him across the face. Her nails left red lines on his cheek.\r \n“I–I need a good grade too…” He whined. ‘Fuck your grade. If Daddy saw I had bad grades he would be so disappointed in me. You got here on a scholarship, you could flunk out and your parents would be just as proud of you for getting into this school as if you graduated from a community college.’ She slapped him again, across the other cheek, now his freckled cheeks looked like they had whiskers. \r \n“I’m gonna give you a chance, Peter, you need to apologize. Apologize, and I’ll let you go.” \r \nBeth’s friends looked at her, surprised. They weren’t expecting that. ‘Good, that's what I want to see.’ She didn’t want them to know her so well…"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CS]You found an old time machine at your attic. You could use it to explore ancient ages, but instead you decide to use it to have sex with some local milf when they was younger... who will be the first? | [
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"content": "I hoisted the wood onto my back, and watched the road, timing my 'accident' . I would only get one shot at this. There she was, at the head of her deployment of shield-maidens, coming round the path. Go time.\n\nI walked out in front of her, the image of an embattled woodsman not seeing his path, and only her trained reflexes brought her shield up in time to avoid being smacked with a load of wood. She was knocked down regardless, the weight of the blow overbalanced her. \n\nI played my part perfectly, waking up to my surroundings with a slight start, throwing down my load and going to her, concern evident all over me. Now to see how well I remembered those 3 semesters of Swedish.\n\n\"Apologies, m'lady! I was quite unaware, are you hurt at all?\" I put my hands on her knee and shoulder as I said it, ostensibly checking her. Truly, I needed to plant the seed of strong hands and gentle touches in her mind.\n\nYou see, I knew this sort of woman. I knew what she needed. The fiercest warrior in her army, the equal of kings, always needing to be the toughest.\n\nI knew her. She needed to release herself, find someone with whom she could be vulnerable and feminine without judgement. I could be that person, if I did this right.\n\nLagertha, Viking Queen, Shield of Ragnar, you will be mine."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Seeking Taboo Sapphic Prompts! | [
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"content": "As the apprentice worked on the love potion for a patron, she allowed it to heat just a little too long, causing it to bubble, sending tiny droplets in all directions, with one landing on the apprentice and other on her older master sorceress. The two immediately locked eyes.\n\nor....\n\nThe priestess watched as the paladin removed her helmet at last, with her long hair tied in a bun, left her graceful neck exposed, causing the priestess to sigh. The paladin had taken a vow of chastity, but surely, what the priestess had in mind would still be OK."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Looking to find someone to write for, rather than just write | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: One would think Monsters would have a tendency to avoid Men. As it turns out, if you happen to be effeminate enough, they couldn't care less | [
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"content": "#The 'Luckiest' of the Bunch:\n\n*[Please provide feedback and constructive criticism]*\n\nAndel, the only researcher and non-combatant in Expeditionary Taskforce Bravo was curled into a ball, *just* opening his eyes as the smoke cleared. The group had only gone through this new portal merely 10 minutes ago when a cave in split him from the rest of his group. Over the radio inside of his Environmental Hazard Suit and through the rubble he heard inhuman gurgling roars akin to tigers as well as the panicked calls, shouts and screams of his comrades as creatures tore them apart or absconded away with them. Everything was quiet in under a minute in this strange labyrinthine place, with Andel frozen in a half crouch; That is of course until an unwanted fear chub came to life. Seconds after it did he heard staccato sniffing, which became furious digging and huffing from one of the beasts. Naturally Andel let out a girly squeak of terror and immediately began to run. Whatever it was doubled its efforts in response.\n\nAdrenaline boosted his speed but clouded his already panicked mind as he rounded corner after corner, a handheld taser clutched in his right hand. Eventually, while looking over his shoulder behind him Andel ran chest first into something, bouncing off of it ass first onto the dirt floor. Shaking his pounding head the man looked up seeing the monster standing there on its hind legs, forearms crossed as its four bioluminescent crimson eyes pierced through Andel's transparent visor and locked with his hazel eyes. It was wide-shouldered, with greyish-black skin, an arched spine, six digit paws that ended in 5\" inch vantablack claws and roughly a 7 1/2' long prehensile tail. It's obsidian like smooth teeth glittered in the warehouse-esque lighting, with the bottom jaw visibly and audibly unhinging; Yet in place of a nose was a long trunk like snout similar to an elephant or anteaters. Like a bear it fell onto all four limbs, but slowly, successfully baiting Andel into thrusting his taster towards it's tree-trunk thick neck. With whip-like precision the creature's tail quickly slapped from below, pushing the taser out of his hands from its flat bottom.\n\nIt was internally debating just killing Andel, but his face, fear chub and reaction to being disarmed intrigued the beast. After getting getting disarmed he went limp in horror, silently cursing his now deeply unwanted fear boner. Intrigued along with having a muscle dense body *(Excluding its tail for bodily size)* fairly bigger than a human the monster loomed over him, its snout prodding all over his suit as it sniffed Andel up and down. He softly gasped, trying to close his knees as the monstrosity's sniffer moved over his groin, then doubling back over in response to movement. His horror was ever so slowly shifting to concerned curiosity as the thing began squinting at him as if it were scrutinizing every minute detail of Andel's feminine face. Without warning it suddenly swung a single paw down and across the entire front of his suit at blistering speeds without eviscerating him or his erection.\n\nCombining its now heavy breathing and having his suit flawlessly peeled open an exposed and wide eyed Andel tried covering his privates. Undeterred the beast ran its tail underneath him, feeling the curves and bubbliness of his light-skinned ass. It was the tip of its tail poking slightly inside Andel's backdoor however that sent him into a frantic scramble to escape; But a single guttural warning growl pacified him into compliance. Satisfied by this the beast once more sniffed him up and down as its tail gradually pegged a little deeper with every fifth or eleventh push. It even curled its long snout around his shaft, unintentionally jerking him of as it took hard sniffs. Andel was shuddering and softly oh'ing, his mind fried from everything that's happened. After awhile of this he heard it emit a low-pitched groan along with a wet *schlick*, becoming shocked as its chisel tip red cock emerged from its sheath, which revealed its knotted base.\n\nThe monster moved over him, its dick hovering inches away from his face. Andel was conflicted as the smell of it strangely turned him on; Which became doubly so as it pushed its cock inside of his mouth. It tasted strongly of cherries, almost addictingly so. Having given Andel a taste it coiled its tail around his abdomen and started face fucking him. Common sense melting away he breathed through his nose when he could as its delicious girth rammed his throat. Andel was moaning loudly as it thrust faster and harder, his eyes closing only for them to shoot wide open as the monster came hard. It's violet semen tasted like grape as it filled his stomach, eventually bubbling up into then out of his nostrils. The creature walked behind Andel as he coughed for a couple minutes, dimly aware that its cum was making his entire body hot, sensitive and heavily turned on.\n\nRising up on his knees Andel felt the monster's chest and stomach pressing into him, using its weight to bend him over and mount him. Overcome with lust the blushing man reciprocated its grinding with bated breath. Then the beast began pumping its cock inside him at a consistent pace, precum leaking out of them both. Andel was pushing against its thrusts, his eyes shut and his harshly blushing face a tapestry of pleasure. His moans reached a bellowing pitch as its pumping quickened to a machine-gun pace, which even got the monster itself to begin panting. Having his g-spot hit so many times pushed Andel into the hardest yet most gratifying climax he'd ever had, sending thick ropes of jizz across the ground. With his orgasm causing his butthole to squeeze the monster came right after him with so much cum that it already began leaking out before the beast's climax was over."
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"content": "There was someone stroking my morning wood - but I live alone. \n\n———————————-\n\nI could hear the couple upstairs having sex then I remembered that I live alone. \n\n———————————-\n\nA voluptuous opened my bedroom door, and yelled, “fuck me if you want to live!” And started to strip. \n\n————————————-\n\nI stared out my window, listening to the birds and enjoying the sun as it lit my face. I realized my milf of a neighbour left her blinds up…."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: How did this cute schoolgirl, innocent looking and adorable, in her uniform all strapped up and gagged come to be? Surely the story is delightful. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Falling in love Prompts | [
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"content": "I purr softly as I bop my head up and down on Daddy, smiling sweetly as I feel his member twitch getting ready to unload his seed into my mouth. I LOVE pleading Daddy.\n\n \nI purr softly as I clean off the mess Daddy making, make sure swallow every drop of cum. I lay back down next to Daddy, feeling the warm sun rays on my bare naked figure. I run my small hands over Daddy's rough hands. I kiss them tenderly and smile. \n\n\n\"Again Daddy?\" \n\n\nHe chuckles, stroking his rough morning shadow. It's intertwined with a few silver hairs as he smiles patting my head. \"No sweetie, you have a big exam and your professor won't be happy with you, nor will I. \" I pout and nod. \n\n\nMost people don't understand my relationship. He saved me and completed me in ways no other man can. Twice my age but I wouldn't want to be with anyone else. My \"Father\" was a dick, abusive and an asshole. My whole set of boyfriends were all pretty much bastards. Daddy thought me to cherish and respect myself. He's the only man that truly helped me find myself and helped me see what a wonderful being lays there. He's my light and I wouldn't want to be with anyone else. \n\n\n\"What if you drive me Daddy....that'll save us a few more minutes right?\" I tease running my nails across his heavy balls along the thick throbbing cock. \n\n\nI love my Daddy and he loves me. I don't care if nobody else understands us all I need is for him to know I'm his little baby doll. \n\n\nI straddle Daddy, my sweet pear shaped ass on top of him, leading his cock inside of me as I purrr.... \n\n\n\"ooooh Fuck me Daddy\" I say, as always, I'm dripping wet for Daddy, feeling his strong powerful arms around my hips guiding me towards. \"I LOVE you Daddy\" \n\n\n\"I love you too butter cup \" he manages before exploding inside me."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You convince your platonic best friend not to have her laser pubic hair removal. | [
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"content": "\"What's this?\" Isaac laughed as he looked over a pamphlet from Bare Skin Laser, which offered laser hair removal. \n\n\"Oh.\" Violet laughed. \"That's where I'm getting my laser hair removal. Smooth pussy forever baby!\" \n\n\"Hmm.\" Isaac and Violet were long time friends. They met their freshman year of college. Five years later, they had been there for each other's struggles and achievements. There was never a romantic or sexual spark, but they were super close and open with one another. \n\n\"What? You don't like a smooth pussy?\" \n\n\"I mean, I personally like a little hair. Nothing crazy, but smooth is just boring in my opinion.\" \n\n\"Are you calling my pussy boring?\" Violet joked.\n\n\"I wouldn't know.\" Isaac offered with a straight face. \n\n\"Well, then maybe you should take a look and let me know.\" Violet was wearing booty shorts, a thong, and a sports bra. She pulled off her shorts.\n\n\"Alright, let's see it.\" Isaac again said with a straight face while he took a drink of water. \n\nViolet pulled down her thong and stood in front of Isaac. She was tall and athletic with long, golden tan legs. There was a slight tan line. Her toned stomach was decorated with a shiny silver belly button piercing. Violet's brunette, wavy hair fell to just below her shoulders, and her blue eyes were piercing. Currently, she was sporting a trimmed triangle of pubic hair with the rest smooth. \n\n\"I mean, I can't really see whether your pussy is boring with you standing, but from what I can tell, the hair is perfection.\" He smiled. \n\n\"Well maybe I should give you a better look.\" Violet sat on the couch and leaned back with her legs spread and up on the ottoman. \"Better?\" She smiled as her labia was now exposed. Her medium sized labia was pressed together tightly and slightly outward. \n\nIsaac took a good look at Violet. For the first time, he felt warmth overcome him, along with a tingling feeling in his stomach. His heart skipped a beat. He didn't initially notice, but Violet's devilish grin and soft biting of her lip with a glance toward Isaac's pants brought his attention to his growing bulge. \n\n\"Perhaps you should take an even closer look.\" Violet pulled off her sports bra, exposing the most perfect tits Isaac had seen. They were just the right size, with medium sized light brown areolas and slightly darker nipples. Violet placed a finger on her lip and winked at Isaac. \n\n*to be continued if interested*"
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"content": "*I’m taking a new approach to writing for DWP. I’m going to write for 15 minutes and share what I got. If the story gets attention, I’ll consider continuing it.*\n\n“David! Get your ass in here!!” yelled Mark, the manager of Bar Work, the student union bar, yells as he worked to unpack what was supposed to be a mechanical bull for their Rowdy Final event during dead week. Instead, what Mark opened up was a Sybian sex toy attached to the same machinery that makes the riding bull move and bulk. “This isn’t a fucking bull!!” He yells as his angry boils over. “Well, technically I think it is a fucking bull” Amanda, a fellow employee says with a laugh. “You’re not helping!” Mark rages, “We’re going to have to cancel. No one is going to ride this thing!!” He says pissed off. “Boss, I know what you mean but to be honest, most girls ride bulls for the vibrations, this just gets arid of the gimmick of the bull.” She says with some seriousness. “I know the Dean might not like it but we can change the event to “Finals are Cumming, cumming with a U” she clarifies.\n\nIt took more convincing but Mark finally agreed to the change even if it meant he’d end up fired the next morning, he was ready for a change of pace. Within the hour, the digital signage outside the bar was changed and word was starting to get around. Part of Amanda’s pitch was that they could charge per ride, guaranteeing at least one orgasm per ride, and also charge a cover to those wanting to watch. All of it could be donated to a good cause like donations or something. The second selling point was that Amanda would be the first person to give it a try to a private audience of just the staff.\n\nThey set some ground rules to try and make it not immediately shut down. Riders would have to remain clothed, nudity on campus wasn’t going to be allowed for even a minute. Riders could take their pants off but would have to keep their panties on, that should also help with any potential messes. Second was that no recording would be allowed, anyone who is seen with their phone out would be asked to leave. Lastly, all riders would have to sign a waiver that said they were *acting* and that none of this was real."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [F4F] Groping another girl on the train | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Tom and his wife Grace, were out to dinner with Tom's boss and his wife. It was a nice restaurant in a fancy hotel. Over aperitifs, Rick placed a key on the table, "this is to a room here, Jill and I will be there, we'd love it if you both joined us. It'd certainly build trust." And they left... | [
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"content": "Part 1\n\n-------------------------------------\n\n“We are doing this,” Grace said with finality. \n\n“Just like that?” I asked. “You ok with the idea of fucking Rick and of me fucking Jill - or whatever could happen?” \n\n“You have been saying for months that we need to spice things up. That we need to tryt new things. Well - here is a new thing that has just fallen into our laps,” Grace said like this was the most reasonable thing ever. \n\n“I was thinking maybe some new toys, maybe some new lingerie - not fucking my boss and his wife,” I said incredulously as I ran my hand through my hair. \n\nGrace picked up the key off of the table and stood up. “I am going,” she said with a shrug, “do whatever you want.” With that she started walking out of the restaurant. \n\n“This is happening. This is actually happening,” I said to myself as I rushed to catch up to her. \n\nShe was waiting at the elevators. Grace was preening in the mirrors on either side of the elevators as she waited for it to arrive. I came up behind her and gave her a small kiss on her neck. “I will follow you anywhere,” I whispered. \n\nThe doors open and we pressed the button for the top floor. The ride up was nervous silence. We were both on edge. The door opened and we walked to the room door. We both stood there - anxious and nervous. \n\n“It’s not too late - ,” I started just as Grace knocked. I have never known her to be as bold as she is tonight. She was determined to do this. \n\nRick opened the door, he had a big smile on his face. He opened the door wide and waved us in. \n\n“I am so glad you decided to come tonight,” he said. Jill appeared from the bathroom. She had an equally big grin. She gave Grace a little hug.\n\nRick and Jill were in matching black silk robes. I couldn’t tell for sure but I am betting the robes were the only thing they were wearing. \n\nThe tension in the air was palpable. \n\n“Could I interest any one in a drink?” Rick asked. \n\n“Oh, god yes!” Grace said immediately. We all chuckled. \n\nRick poured some wine and Jill passed around the cups. We chatted nervously as we drank our wine a bit too fast. Rick was quick to refill our glasses. \n\n“Am I wrong to guess that this is your first time doing something like this?” Jill asked. We both nodded. \n\n“I am not even sure what *this* is, yet,” I said as I took another sip of my wine. \n\nJill snuggled into Rick and looked up to him lovingly. “This should be fun,” Rick said. “No stress, no anxiety, just some silly fun between friends. Since it is your first time, let’s keep it nice and simple - just a straight up partner swap. Things get a bit more complicated when we start doing threes and fours - so we start simple. We get use to each other and see where this goes.”\n\nHe looked at us to get a feel for where we were at. \n\n“Sound like a plan?” He said with a smile. Grace and I looked at each other uncertainly and nodded. “Good,” Rick said with a smile. “This is a suite with two bedrooms - both with king sized beds. Grace, why don’t you come with me and we will claim this one over here?”\n\nGrace walked over to Rick, looked over her shoulder at me uncertainly, and then went with him into the bedroom and closed the door. \n\n“I guess that just leaves us,” Jill said as she sauntered over to me. She ran her hands over my chest - purring while she did so. She took my hand in hers and we walked to the other bedroom. I closed the door behind us. \n\nShe took off my tie. Unbuttoned every button on my shirt - pulled it wide open and ran her hands over my bare chest. She slid the shirt slowly off of my shoulders - kissing my chest as she did so. \n\nShe deftly unbuckled my belt and undid my button and fly - letting my pants drop to the ground. I kicked the pants away and awkwardly pulled my socks off with my feet. \n\n“That is soooo much better,” she purred as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She pulled me into a deep kiss as her hands ran through my hair. \n\nI was hesitant. I hadn’t been with anyone by Grace since we were married fifteen years ago. Jill was beautiful - there was no doubt about it - but I just don’t know if I can do this. \n\nShe sensed my hesitation. \n\n“It’s ok,” she said softly, “if you both agreed to it, it’s not cheating. It is - exploring. It is - adventure. It is - spice,” she said with a big smile. \n\nShe took a few step back and untied her robe. \n\nIt fell open - revealing her beautiful breasts and her shaved pussy. Her breasts were easily twice the size of Grace’s - full and heavy - with tiny areolas and long pointy nipples - sticking out a half inch. Her big breasts made her waist look tiny as did her wide round hips. \n\nShe dropped the robe to the floor and strutted back to me. She squished her big tits into my chest and looked me in the eyes. \n\n“Does Grace like to suck your cock?” She whispered. “Will she suck it after you fucked her and it is dripping with her juices? Will she suck it after it as been up her ass?”\n\nHer hand was petting my hard cock through my boxers that seemed fine a moment ago but were suddenly way too small. \n\n“Mmmmmmm…,” she purred as she petted my hard cock. “Will she let you titty fuck her? Let you cum on her tits? We she let you cum on her face - and then thank you for it?”\n\nShe reached into my boxers and was stroking my bare cock slowly. \n\n“She gave you a free pass for tonight, and I am game for almost anything. What are you going to do with that pass?” She said while still lightly stroking my cock. \n\nI put my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed down. Her smile grew as she dropped to her knees before me. She pulled down my boxers - letting out a little giggle of delight as my hard cock spring free. \n\nI expected her to start sucking my cock but she didn’t. She stared at my throbbing member like it was an amazing work of art. She traced the tip of a finger up and down my cock. Tracing every line, every feature. Up and down my cock and then slowly around the head - like she was trying to memorize every detail about it. \n\nShe gave the tip a long slow sucking kiss - with the tip of her tongue tickling everything it could touch. \n\nThen she started licking my cock. Big long licks up and down the shaft. She licked my frenulum - sucking it and flicking it with her tongue before moving on to tracing the shape of the head. \n\nShe gave the left side of the head a slow sucking kiss. Then the right side. Then - stating square on to my cock - she gave me a small sucking kiss - pulling in the tiniest amount of the tip, then more, and more - it took her minutes before she had sucked the whole tip in. \n\nShe pulled back - look over my hard cock - she started to gently stroke it, moving it over to the side to give her access to my balls. \n\nShe licked and sucked my balls - letting out little moans - like it was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. Sucking and licking while her hand never stopped working my cock."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Real(istic) stories. Things you want to know about. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] When an elf signs up as an "assistant" for a goblin's traveling medicine show, her real main duties are to keep the show interesting with her charms, and to help sell aphrodisiacs, love potions, and other lewder concoctions... | [
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"content": "(Unsure whether I'll actually write this story, but going ahead and sharing this intro.)\n\n\"Hi! I'm Elurulu, or, Lou for short. I saw your job posting in the guildhall, and it immediately piqued my interest. I've long had a passion for medicine, and have functioned as an itinerate healer for many an adventuring party, but I feel that serving the public has always been my true calling-\" Lou excitedly recited her pitch.\n\n\"Eh hmm. I believe there's been a slight misunderstanding.\" I cleared my throat.\n\n\"Are you not Gernok? If so, I'm so truly sorry! Please forgive me, it was an honest mistake and I meant no disrespect.\" Lou bowed and clasped her hands in a pleading manner.\n\n\"No, I'm Gernok. You're fine.\" I snickered at her display, \"It's just I'm not looking for a healer. I'm looking for an, er, 'assistant'.\"\n\n\"That's a relief...\" I could see the gears turning in her head. \"Oh! I have five years experience as the other type of cleric as well. I just realized that's actually a fair bit of time in mortal terms. I can also take care of all your regulatory filing and licensing compliance.\"\n\n\"You... Don't really get it, do you?\" I facepalmed.\n\n\"O-oh. Is it because I'm an elf?\" She pouted.\n\nI almost laughed, until I realized she was serious. My eyes went wide and my brain froze for a second.\n\n\"No no no! It's not like that at all. I've got nothing against elves. I just think you have the *entirely* wrong impression about what kind of business I'm running here. It's not as dignified as you seem to believe.\"\n\n\"How's that? You're a medicine vendor, no?\"\n\n\"Yes, patent medicine. I'm a performer. I'm a marketer. I am *not* a healer. I take a bottle of impressive sounding, exotic ingredients, present it as if it's miraculous, and sell it to gullible people. They're convinced it works, they keep buying it.\"\n\nHer eyes lit up, she clapped her hands together and smiled in excitement.\n\n\"Placebo! Brilliant! I did my PhD thesis on this, actually. My theory is that everyone has latent magic potential, that is realized through the power of belief, so our collective perception of reality is filtered through this lens of ideas and relations between concepts, rather than any underlying metaphysical-\"\n\n\"Wait, you're saying this... Actually works?\"\n\n\"Mhmm! Well, to an extent. Obviously you can't use it to heal a broken bone, or cure a fever, but it can go a long ways towards improving perceived wellbeing and patient morale.\"\n\n\"How about, *eh hmm*, sexual function?\"\n\n\"Oh. Well, I suppose it would depend on the nature of the dysfunction being treated.\" She pursed her lips and pushed up her glasses."
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"content": "not sure this fits the bill exactly but I wrote a version of this in the past. \n\n​\n\n\\---\n\nAfter the recent involvement of the US in the Ukraine conflict, the soldiers coming home were exposed to a neuro-agent. The initial tested clear. They were allowed to to rejoin society. What wasn't discovered till much later is that the level of pheromones production was off the charts. \n\n\nIf the men were faithful, it wasn't an issue, but as it was later found out, most of the men had other lovers that they eventually took. Their seed become addictive. The longer their affairs took, the stronger the addiction to the point where we are now, where even being in the prescence of a soldier left a woman in heat. Married women in particular were the prime target (I'm projecting) and found to be turned into a fuck puppy addicted to sex with these returning soldiers. The addictive agent could not be synthesized, the affected individuals kept on increasing till the majority of the US population needed a 'feeding'. \n\n\nnow Feeding centers have been created, where men can drop off their wives to get their 'hit'. Premium cost for groups where their respective wives can all be fucked by real men to put that insatiable hunger to rest for a little bit, till the next time they need to repeat the exercise."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The party in the private room of the restaurant offered the server $2,000 per person at the table that she "served." They opened a brief case with stacks of cash on the table and said all she has to do is strip to consent. | [
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"content": "I stood at the table facing more money than I'd ever seen in my life. I couldnt do this could I? Am I kind of turned on by the idea of all these old pervy men wanting me? My god I had no idea I had this slutty side in me. Staying where I was near the table and saying nothing I started slowly unpopping the buttons of my tight white blouse.\n\n\"Mmm good girl.\" Said one of them as I felt his hand on the back of my thigh working its way up to roughly grasp my ass. I took off the blouse and quickly unhooked and dropped my bra too. I saw several hands disappear below the tables. I knew what they were doing. It was disgusting but empowering at the same time.\n\n\"Great tits.\"\n\n\"You insane? I've seen way better.\"\n\nThe men stood and walked over to a private bar and perched on stools gawking at me, three of them jerking their cocks.\n\nI walked over kicking off my shoes and rolled my tights down my legs. My hands on the band of my skirt i heard a voice.\n\n\"Leave that on and come here\"\n\nHe was fat and disgusting and had his trousers and pants round his ankles stroking a 4 inch dick. He had his hands on my hips and turned me around pulling me onto him. I closed my eyes as he clumsily found the entrance to my pussy and started prodding his way in.\n\n\"Haha go on Jenkins, warm her up for me\"\n\nHis hard dick pushing into my dry pussy was painful but he persistently pushed until he was in me. I gasped and moaned putting on a bit of a show. The one doing me swivelled me around on his stool until I was face to face with another foul smelling cock.\n\n\"Earn your money you little whore.\"\n\nMy body rocking as my pussy was being fucked I kissed and licked his sweatu shaft before he pushed his dick into my mouth.\n\nLust was awakening inside me and spurred on by my moistening pussy the fat one slapped my ass and fucked me fast and shallow. I closed my eyes and swirled my tongue around the dick in my mouth feeling hands all over me. With a grunt my mouth filled with cum and I spluttered as cum shot out of my nose. \n\n\"Cum that fast has he? Get out of the way Davies\" \n\nWith one dick sliding out of my mouth, barely a breath later and another was in its place. My hips rocked as i heard more grunts and moans as my pussy was filled with cum. \n\n\"Pass me that whore\"\n\nI was roughly forced to me knees dick in mouth as a much bigger dick pressed against me. Oh god no not there! I thought. More cum choked me as the second was clearly done. Before he pulled out my eyes were glazed shut with hot thick cum. Clearly one of them couldnt even wait.\n\n\"Bullseye! Right in her eyes!\"\n\nI felt a big thick dick slam into my pussy hard and deep.\n\n\"That'll do as lube\"\n\nHe pulled out and forced his way inside my asshole. I screamed.\n\n\"Shut her up.\"\n\nMy vision blurred as my head exploded with pain. I rocked on the edge of consciousness, blisfully distant from the searing pain as my asshole was forced apart and used. My body rocked and rocked as he slammed into me over and over again. When he finally finished and let me go I fell to the floor and rolled onto my back.\n\nSeveral streams of water hit me. My legs, my face, my chest. I slowly came round and realised three of the men were urinating on my. Disgusted and feeling nauseous I waited until the finjshed. My skirt was thrown into my face.\n\n\"Clean yourself up you dirty bitch and get out, we're done with you.\"\n\nI did as they said tears streaming down my face. I moved towards the case of money as various liquids ran down my thighs.\n\n\"Stupid girl. Get away from that and get the fuck out\"\n\nThe case snapped closed and vanished.\n\nI fell to my knees in tears.\n\n\"Oh for fucks sake... shut her up...\"\n\nMy hands were pinned behind my back and mouth filled with another sweaty cock.\n\n\"Much better, chuck her out when youre done, she's boring me, find one with bigger tits!\""
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"content": "(Authors note: Feedback welcome and desired. This was a true joy to write. I'm a big-time motorcyclist, and this one hit home for me and the wife, 😈😊😈)\n\nVara was certain she had lost her mind. She was a good girl. SHE WENT TO CHURCH. She mentally admonished herself. You are a 5 foot 3, twenty pounds overweight, bookworm vara. She began the mentally tired. You do not go to a biker bar on the weekend!\n\nBut her private mental talking wasn't stopping her.\nMabey She had read one too many romance novels, maybe she had finally had enough of staying home. but for once, she was going to live a fantasy of hers. By God, she told herself. She wasn't going to die surrounded by books and cats.\nShe continued walking from her tired old 1994 Nissan to \"The Caynon Biters\" bar. \nYes, Vara, a guy died here a few weeks ago. She reminded herself when the fear of seeing the police tape left over under the wheel of a Big Black Harley. \nShe steadied the buffs. Took a deep breath and stepped up the concrete steps to the metal door. \n\"Welcome to hell\" had been crudely painted on the black door in dark red paint, which is why she hadn't seen it before now. \nHer mind tried one last time, screaming at her RUN.\nBut she stayed strong. \nFrom what she knew about bikers online, they were dangerous people. But they were also good people. People who lived by a code. Especially the outlaw bikers who made their home in this particular bar. \nThey lived by violence, yes. She knew that. But she was a woman, in a black skirt, a cashmere sweater, with bifocals. She was no threat to them, she reminded herself. Shoot, she wasn't sure she could see their car from here. It was more of a grey fuzzy blob at this distance. \nShe also remembered what she had read online about how these clubs treated women. At first, it had been extremely offensive to read. Terms like Sweetbutt and \"property of.\" But then she read deeper. Bikers might be vulgar, loud-mouthed, and coarse. She noted. But no one would touch her without permission. Stop meant something in this bar. She was sure she would be safe. \nShe pushed the door open. She half expected the music to stop. And all eyes swing to her.\nThat did not happen. \n\nThe bar was a shithole, by shit-hole standards. \nThree big, and she meant HUGE. Bikers hovered near the pool table on the right, two playing, one watching. \nThe one watching was receiving fellatio from a thin blonde who didn't ever eat, but what she did eat ended up in her tits. Her boy shorts read \"Road Devil Dick Only\" she wasn't wearing a shirt.\nTo the left of the pool table was the bar. It was made of pallets and diamond steel plates. It had no taps. In front of it was a pile of motorcycle frames that had been welded together with a flat steel plate on top to make a bade for, you guessed it. \nA stripper pole. \nThe girl that was dancing was completely naked, and she was also a rail. Not like Vara. That girl was only a B cup."
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"content": "*{Cracks flabby knuckles}*\n\n•A recently divorced man is all alone now in his large roomy house. Worried his best friend Jelarro visits to check up on him due to his increasing reclusiveness. Jelarro is stunned and beet red, conflicted by the sight of all these erotic statues the divorced man has been carving...\n\n•A pre-op transgender man was cheated on and divorced his spouse. After several months he catches onto how increasingly often and attentive his best friend has become, hanging around more and more. One night the trans man decides to pry for confirmation.\n\n•Three weeks after divorcing him Sherley has finally emerged from her despair, and decides to go bungee cord jumping. During this she notices that her best friend, whom is deathly afraid of heights, is here waiting for his turn and unaware of Sherley's presence. He sure is adorable all shy and nervous looking...\n\n•After three brutal years of a messy divorce lawsuit Donovan is finally embracing his feminine side, free of all the tribulations; But the sudden shift in the demeanor of his best friend Anna intrigues him. She almost seems to be thirsty for him...\n\n•In Katherine's darkest hour she was there. When she lost half of everything she had striven to build her best friend was still there. One night the two women are watching a movie when both seem to be resting a hand on each other's upper thigh. The two lock eyes, each wanting to say it but neither able to utter it."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After losing a bet, she barely expected to survive a month of letting her friend pick out sexy, slutty outfits for her to wear. She certainly didn't expect to start loving them... | [
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"content": "I had put my jeans and hoodies in a bin to keep for after it was over. I then let her pick one out to go shopping for outfits, I got to wear my usual underwear but I had to wear a short skirt I don't wear often and a white crop top.\n\nwhen we were there I let my friend choose what I would get and she chose a few shirts with questionable prints and fits. I also saw her grab a pair of shorts that were quite short and had wide legholes and 2 yoga pants and 2 dresses. I looked in the dressing room if they fit me and they surprisingly all did. I went to the counter and bought them.\n\nshe made me come to a new swimsuit store that opened, I could pick any out and was surprised that I was allowed that kind of freedom. I looked through the 2-pieces and they were either really short on fabric kind of lewd or became transparent when wet or had a part that went inside for the bottoms, the last ones couldn't be tried out in the changing rooms for obvious reasons.\n\nnow onto the 1 pieces, they were similarly to the 2 pieces with the low amount of fabric, transparency when wet and with the parts that went inside. I then saw a special one that had a catheter that left it open and you could see the hole in the fabric for it, a open dildo for my vagina and a butt plug. I bought it and my friend was surprised I bought it and she had bought a new swimsuit for herself, she had bought a 2 piece that became transparent.\n\nwhen I was home I put everything away for today. I talked with madeline (friend) about it. when it became time to eat and we had dinner together, I had taken my clothes of and put on a apron almost fully on instinct but since I had taken my clothes of I went for just the apron anyway. we made a deal that I rotated the clothes for the month, I asked her about the swimsuit and she want to see me wear it at least once at her pool.\n\nthe first few days wearing the clothes felt awkward and I was a little embarrassed about it. I slowly started to get used to it and I started to like it with a few more days. I took her up on the offer of trying the swimsuit at her pool, I put on the swimsuit and a dress. those were the only things I wore while I rode my bicycle to her. when there I talked with her about going into the pool and after a few minutes with me sitting on her couch she agreed to see how it looked on me. I took the dress off before going in and waited on her.\n\nwhen she finally came to the pool she was wearing the swimsuit that she had bought with me. it was a white one and quite cute but I knew it would go lewd soon enough. she inspected mine and focused on my crotch. \"wow it looks like it is going in here, it also appears to be leaking something.\" she said while still looking at my crotch. \"well it goes into my bladder and is open all the way through.\" I said shyly \"wait did you wear just this under the dress?\" \"yes, does that make you happy?\" \"no, just surprised and that is why there was that damp spot on the couch.\"\n\nwe went in and I could feel the water fill any free space. she had fun with her swimsuit doing its thing and when she stopped playing with herself she looked at me just casually swimming short lengths. when I stopped near her I was enjoying how it felt and was taking a break, while taking the break I was wondering if I could fit a finger in there. I slowly pushed it in but couldn't get it far so I decided to just play with myself. madeline giggled and thought it was funny because she was playing with herself too.\n\nI found a jet and I placed myself in such a way that it would inflate me and it did, when I was full I got off it and convinced madeline to put her hand on my stomach and I put myself against it again. \"oh wow it is inflating, that is amazing.\" when it was full again I wanted to get away from it but she held me in place until I begged her to stop.\n\nI enjoyed having it on and in while with her in a private pool. I enjoyed the outfits and when I was home after that trip she texted me that I maybe should try not wearing underwear for at least one day and I took it up and did it on a saturday. wich felt weird with the slutty outfit but was feeling great too.\n\n(hope you like it)"
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"content": "turning into a girl was a surprise, I had to get used to my new body and how to take care of some things for sure. when 1 week had passed I had gotten used to it I started to focus on the internal emotional turmoil.\n\nI figured that max, the tomboy cook was a lot cuter and attractive than before. I chatted with her about the incident and how I should act according to her. \"you can act however you want, who is stopping you? Gerald? (captain)\" \"well no but I was just wondering in case there would be problems.\" \"well just be sure to use the womens facilities now\" she said and laughing her loud laugh.\n\nI was still my previous height so and I was still one of the taller ones in the group. I was making breakfast while wearing my adjusted outfit. I also made some for max when she entered the common area. we talked about how we were feeling and I told her that since the accident I like her more in *that* direction and she told me she actually liked both guys and girls so this worked out just fine because she liked how awkward and shy I was as a girl.\n\nwe started to get into a relationship and the rest of the crew found out after a few days when we went out of a barrack together and one of the others spotted us through the cameras. Gerald was maning the cameras at the time and notified us that it is fine if we had a relationship. we made it official at the next meeting with the others."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] All the things that start with 'S': Sno Cones, Sports Bra's, Skirts, S-No Panties. All the things a girl needs to beat the heat while strolling around the park. | [
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"content": "(exhibitionism and strange bug content with some watersport stuff)\n\nwhen I saw how how it was going to eb that day I put on just my sports bra, skirt and slippers. I got my keys, wallet and phone and tried to put them all in my bra but the keys stabbed me so I had to resort to hanging them of my bra. when all was good I went to the park for a walk outside.\n\nI eventually came to a icecream truck so I ordered a cone. it was windy so every now and then my skirt got lifted, there was a sudden gust that blew the front of my skirt up when reaching for the cone. I was embarrassed and the girl working the truck just smiled back at me. I ate the cone on a bench behind the truck were no one seems t be looking/able to see me. \n\nafter it was done I looked to see if anyone was coming or looking in my direction and when no one was I spread my butt cheeks as a joke butt I felt something land on it before going a way a few seconds later. I stopped spreading my butt, I had a sudden urge to pee so I did. when I was done I stood up and went on with my walk and didn't think about bug anymore. \n\nI was enjoying the nature and walking a path towards a beach. as I walked along to a few people being at this beach a girl in a one piece swimsuit walks up to me. \"do you want to join in the water?\" \"no thank you, I'm just walking by.\" \"oh okay, if you want can you help me out of my swimsuit, I am getting a bit desperate to go.\" \"oh okay, well lets go to the toilets first\" we went there and when we were in a stall I helped her out of it and she went to pee. I wanted to go outside but she saw that I wasn't wearing underwear when I turned around.\n\n\"why did you not wear underwear?\" \"because I didn't want to with the current heat and it feels good.\" I said in a soft tone. \"well then you can keep the swimsuit, stuff it somewhere were it wouldn't make you even more hot okay?\" \"okay I will, do you want me to do something else for you?\" \"yeah my legs feel a little funny can you help me out?\" \"sure\" I helped her up and she walked out to the water fountain.\n\nwhen she was gone out of the stall I rolled up the swimsuit and slowly but surely put it in my vagina. when I finally had it fully in I went out myself, I saw her swimming by herself when I was out and giggled. I went home because this was a little too much for me.\n\nI was walking down a path and had the urge to pee so I just let it out. when I was home I just took a bath, suddenly remembering the swimsuit wich I pulled out. when I was done with my bath I just laid it somewhere for safekeeping and my stomach started to feel a little weird. I just went to the couch to watch tv while sitting on a towel to dry.\n\nI felt like I had worms in me but they passed when I went to the toilet at some point. I later went in my own one piece swimsuit back to that beach on a bicycle with her swimsuit packed between my groin and my swimsuit that you could see it sticking out. I saw her still swimming so I went over to her and gave it back, she giggled and took it. the ride over felt a little weird but fun.\n\nat one point when swimming I took of my swimsuit and decided to see who were still here. I saw the girl, her mother I think because I heard her say mom to her but no one else. I just sat back on the sand and tired relaxing myself enough to do what a intrusive thought told me to do. I slowly but surely was able to put my swimsuit in my bladder wich felt odd but great. I went swimming some more.\n\nI had talked to her a few times more but I eventually went back home naked and showered there. I had a urge to pee the whole time so I sat myself against the wall and tried to pee, it slowly came out and it left my peehole throbbing. I went to the park several more times with just a skirt. shirt and slippers just to get more cones. \n\n( hope you liked it)"
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"content": "I had always thought that there was something going on between my sweating and what I was doing. when I had turned 18 my parents told me that I actually could only sweat if I had sex or pleasured myself. I thanked them for telling me and I started to look online for a toy to use since I'm legally allowed to do and have such thing.\n\nI found a toy that resembled a egg and was priced well too and there were 3 sizes in a bulk since there was a promo for it. I bought it and told my parents what I was ordered and when I was expecting it. it arrived and I opened it in my room. \n\nwhen it was all open I looked at them intently to decide wich I would use first. I decided to try the middle one wich was about the middle of a tennis ball and a football. the other 2 were those sizes. putting it in took about a minute or 2 to go fully in with the provided lube since it was my first time doing such a thing.\n\nI felt that it fit a bit tight but manageable. I started to masturbate and get a sweat out, I took a shower after with still it in. I got it out and cleaned it before putting it with the rest of the eggs. my mom talked to me about how it felt and wanted to know if I wanted to keep one in for a while or put all of them in a box. I put the smallest on in while standing without lube to see how it went while looking at my mom. it went in without trouble and I got dressed.\n\nI felt it being in and I could walk fairly normal with it. I sat down for dinner and helped with all the chores. when I was done I just put my pajama's on and went to bed. I slept great with it in wich surprised me, my room was not hot enough for me to actually go full naked since I have AC.\n\nwhen I woke up I just went to the toilet to do my things there and to get the toy out. when I was done I looked at the agenda on my phone to see what I had planned for today again. it was a saturday and I hadn't planned anything this weekend so I could do anything I wanted. I got the 3th sized toy and tried to get it in but I couldn't yet so I stuck to putting in the 2nd largest. I was still naked in my shower when my mom walked in. \"I'm in the shower\" \"sweetie do you want to come swim with me in the public pool?\" \"sure mom, let me get ready first.\" \n\nwhen I was done I put on my swimsuit and packed a skirt and a shirt but forgot underwear. when I was there we had fun there but my mom was a little suspicious of me, later when we were riding back home I started to sweat as my bare butt was on the seat as well as the toy in me making me feel things from it. my mom noticed and we talked about it when we were home.\n\nI trained myself to take the last one. I also had enjoyed not wearing underwear that it become somewhat of a regular thing, at least planned to, it was still saturday so I did that the rest of the day and just didn't wear underwear when we sat down for dinner. I slept naked for that night.\n\nwhen I woke up I decided to get breakfast before doing the training for the biggest one. both of my parents were there and we all were quiet when I ate my cereal. when I was done I silently went to my room and went training for it to fit, at some point I tried to fit it in with lube and it got in. I laid there sweating and felt great about achieving it. I went to take a shower next and just put on a dress.\n\nI pushed it out at night when I was sleeping naked without me noticing it much and I just kept sleeping. I cleaned it and stored it the next morning and got ready for my job at a storyline writing firm for porn or otherwise lewd content. before I left the room I thought \"why not have the second one in me while I write?\" so I pushed my underwear aside before I put it in.\n\nI had a skirt, shirt and panties on for the job and when I was there I looked over the code of conduct for clothes at the company since I didn't have much motivation to write and found that I technically didn't have to wear much clothes, just something to wear that doesn't make your butt stuck to the chair when in our office room, we all had our own because they wanted us to be as inspirited as possible so I took my shirt off.\n\nI just wore shorts and hoodies to work and took of the hoodie when I was in my room. when someone wanted to know something or wanted to ask me something they were surprised but didn't say anything about it. on friday I wore literally just some panties and a hoodie to work. all while the middle sized one was in me.\n\nthat saturday I took it out and cleaned it before putting it away. I then took the largest one and put it in, wich was a lot easier than before. I put on no clothes before moving on with my day and the next, when I suddenly felt a little weird in my stomach but didn't really think about it. when I went to bed on sunday I took out the largest one and still felt a little weird. I put in the smallest as of a way to still be able to sweat tonight and to have fun. when it was in it went further than I expected but didn't mind so I went to sleep.\n\nwhen I woke up I couldn't get the toy out, I still felt it in me. so I just went on with my week and when saturday rolled around I looked up the toy's and there was a warning that sometimes it can cause your cervix to be able to \"swallow\" things but that you can push it out, the more you used it the bigger things can go in and if you made a conscious decision you could dissolve the egg inside you. I did that and a few hours later it was done.\n\nI then put the second then third one in to get it to that level and dissolve it, I then got a new bowling ball and cleaned it all out for good measure and put it in and it made it into my womb. I relaxed for a bit before walking around with it in wich felt heavy but was fun for me. (sorry it took a weird turn in that way)"
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"content": "-------------------------------------\n\nPart 1\n\n-------------------------------------\n\n\nSuccubi are a wholly misunderstood species. We are not human, though we look and act human. We feed off of emotion - lust, desire, ecstasy, hope, joy, hate, fear. We can feed off all of it and the more powerful the emotion - the better we feed. \n\nFor us, ‘*you are what you eat*’ is a truth. I refuse to consume hate and fear because I do not want to turn into something that evokes those things in others. Those emotions - while powerful - make succubi into monsters. \n\nIf I feed off of joy, lust and desire - I can evoke those things in others - to help me feed. I try to focus on the happy, positive emotions. People are just more likely to want you around and I just like the way it makes me feel - even if hate and fear is easier. \n\nI have picked up an instrument. I play the lute and I sing - it let’s me pretend to be a bard. I can evoke emotions in an audience and then feed lightly off of the entire audience. It fills me up to over flowing. Of course, there is always a willing soul - or two - in the audience to give me a roll in the hay after the show. A little dessert to go with the main course, if you will. \n\nThe party I adventure with doesn’t realize I am a succubus - and I would like to keep it that way. Most people see succubi as monsters - feeding on fear and hate - bringing out the worst in everyone. Monsters to be hunted and killed. I would hate for our troop - my friends - to see me like that. \n\nRight now they see me as their healing slut of a bard. I think *slut* is a bit much - I just have a healthy sexual appetite - hardly my fault the rest of the troop are tight laced prudes. \n\nBeing able to heal the other members of the troop is a bit of a bonus. Turns out if you feed often enough from the same people - it forges a bond between you. I found out I can push energy back over that bond as well as feed through it. When I push energy over the bond - I can heal them - nothing major - but broken bones, infections, cuts and scrapes. I have never heard of another succubus being able to do it - or even trying it. The troop thinks I have “*Ella’s Hands*” - magical healing that runs in families. \n\nI hate fights. There is just nothing useful I can do. I have tried to learn the sword and the bow and a dozen other weapons - but I am just a liability with them - so instead, I stay at the outskirts of the fight and do my best to give our troop strength and stamina through our shared bond. I play my lute, but mostly I hope they all survive. \n\n————————\n\nWe had just recovered, or stole - it really depends on your point of view - a magical artifact from the catacombs of King Vasily. It is supposed to amplify a mage’s ability. It was in his catacombs - not like he was using it or anything - but you break in and recover one little item and it was like kicking an ant hill. Absolute chaos. \n\nWe had an escape plan - tunnels out of a catacombs - I was waiting there with the horses. The rest of the troop piled out of the tunnel right on schedule. \n\nNell - a young female dwarf, barely ninety years old - not even old enough to grow a beard was our bruiser. She was four foot nothing and all muscle and tits. She used her hammer - which is as tall as she is - as a pole vault and leapt onto the back of a horse. \n\nKhan - a young human male was our thief. He was long and lank and flexible in ways that gave me naughty dreams. He had long agile fingers that longed for him to use on me. Long black hair framed his serious face. He leapt onto the back of a horse with dextrous ease. \n\nDonovan - our leader, was the last one out of the tunnel. He is fast approaching middle age for a human male. He is lean and fit with wide shoulders and a square jaw. He is surprisingly strong. I have dreamed of him lifting me up and fucking me against a wall more than once. He leapt up on his horse and we were off. \n\nWe were galloping away from the castle as fast as we could. Trying to get as far away as fast as we could. I thought we were in the clear - I could feel the joy and exuberance bubbling up in the troop - we all felt like we had gotten away. \n\nI looked back and saw arrows raining out of the sky - they all fell short - we were in the clear! The team’s exuberance was infectious - and delicious. Then I felt Donovan’s shock - his surprise - then pain. So much pain - I couldn’t help but scream out. \n\nI saw an arrow sticking out of Donovan’s chest. I felt his pain. I felt him drowning. Pushing as much energy as I could at him - he stayed on his horse. \n\nWe made it to our hideout. A cave hidden by thick brush. We pulled back the brush and led the horses in. I held Donovan on his horse as the others put the brush back into place. \n\nWe had provisions here for three days - five if we stretched it. We were going to wait out the heat here and then meet our buyer - two towns to the south. \n\nWe all helped Donovan off of his horse - careful not to touch the protruding arrow. I sat him down and started cutting away his shirt - feeling his pain as I did so. \n\nThe arrow pierced his right lung - if we pull it out he is going to drown in his own blood. I just don’t have enough power to fix this wound - if I had just played to a packed crowd and had a nice roll in the hay - I don’t know that I would have enough power. It is just beyond my ability.\n\n“Can you heal him?,” Nell asked quietly as Khan lit some candles.\n\n“I don’t think I have enough power for this,” I said sadly as pain flowed through my connection to Donovan. \n\nDonovan stirred. “Use the artifact. It could amplify you,” he whispered. \n\nNell dug through his stuff and found the small wrapped bundle. I took the cloth wrappings off to reveal a small figurine - about twice as tall as my hand. It was a tall, thin female figure with shapely legs and massive boobs. The face was a toothy horror or a snarl. It was a carving of a succubus. \n\nAs soon as I touched it all of succubi senses were all sharper than they had ever been. I could feel everyone’s heart beats. I could feel a repressed sexual tension between Khan and Nell. I could feel Donovan’s trust in me and his desire for me. I could feel everyone’s anxiety and hope as I handled the figurine. \n\nI opened myself to my bond with Donovan and hissed as his pain washed over me. There was so much damage - I started to push energy into him. I healed the torn muscle around the arrow - but I knew I just didn’t have enough power once the arrow was out. He could bleed out on me. \n\n“I don’t have enough power,” I whispered. “I am so sorry, Donovan.”"
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"content": "Look at her naked body enveloped in the moon light coming in through the window, it was impossible to resist getting closer to her. Her hand rubbing her pussy as she squirms on the couch. \n\nSarah had come over after getting in yet another fight with her parents. Henry had always let her in whenever that happened and the couch had basically become her go to sleeping spot even though he always offered to let her use this bed instead.\n\nHe watched as her breast bounced as she jerked and squirmed. He listens to how she moans his name begging him to take her. He becomes over come with lustful desire and grabs her wrist. She stops rubbing herself and her eyes shoot open seeing him there she blushes. \n\n\"Henry!!!...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...\" He stops her with a finger to her lips. \"My room now\" He stays with a tone that leaves no room for argument. She blushes darker and follows him to his room. \n\nHe leads her into his room and pushes her onto her knees in front of the edge of the bed. He undoes the tie on his pajama pants letting fall. His cock was already hard. Sarah's eyes go wide and her mouth agape at the seer size of it. \n\nHe sits on the edge of the bed then motions for her to get started. She looks at him then meekly nods before bringing her lips to the tip and kissing it. He smiles at her and she looks away embarrassed. \n\nHe turns her focus back \"Start by licking it cuteness. She nods them starts rubbing her tongue along the length of his cock like a popsicle. He softly rubs his fingers from her silky soft hair. \n\nAfter a minute or two of licking, she starts sucking and swirling her tongue around the tip. She looks up for this approval and smiles slightly as she seems him letting out a few light moans. She takes move of his cock into her mouth making sure to continue working her tongue. \n\nAs her mouth works his cock, one hand fondles his balls while the other rubs her pussy. She moans on his cock causing him more pleasure and making him moan more. She bobs her head more starting to taking him down her throat.\n\nShe wanted nothing more than to please and reward him for being so kind to her all these years. She had been saving herself for him and only him. Her pussy as dripping and aching to feel his cock. \n\nShe pulls off his cock still stroking it with one hand \"Please fuck me\" She begs as she looks up into his eyes. Without hesitation he lifts her up and onto his cock. She begins to slide it into herself wincing lightly as her cherry is popped.\n\nHe looks at her concerned, but she waves it off and says \"Ignore it. Tonight I'm yours to use however you like\". He kisses her deeply. She melts into the passionate kiss. \n\nHe grqqq quite qqqqqqqabs her hips and begins to bounce her slowly"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Looking for a sadistic dominant bully who loves humiliation. My sexy wife becomes obsessed with your cock and you turn me into your beta cuck bitch. Breeding humiliation, | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: MF4A I had a dream that I walked on my girlfriend having sex with somebody she shouldn't have been. I recently decided to tell her about it. She was actually really into it and now we're looking for someone to help us finish the story! | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She'd never done anything so reckless before. Food, a pillow, perky breasts, she was ready to begin the ritual to summon a human. | [
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"content": "I had never done anything this wild, summoning a human would be one of the most exciting things to do. I have heard of the stories of what they could do and was excited for it.\n\nwhen I finally summoned him he wanted to make a deal with me if I were up to it. he wanted to be magically changed into a girl after we were done if I was into guys. I was into both guys and girls so that could be done when the first round was done and I told him that.\n\nwhen the first part was over we took a break we were both very happy with how it went, when we recovered I gave him a girls body with what I thought was some decent enough boobs and a nice shaped butt and a the rest also pretty curvy.\n\nwe went again and it was different but still very fun, she was very happy with her new form too. we both agreed that she could stay here and be my girlfriend."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] About daring one-piece swimsuit | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] About best friends dry hump | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] The train compartment's AC is broken. You and your fellow passenger are trying not to confront the fact that you can't stand to stay in your clothes much longer. | [
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"content": "Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] The train compartment's AC is broken. You and your fellow passenger are trying not to confront the fact that you can't stand to stay in your clothes much longer."
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"content": "(I don't know how this will go yet but I will try to keep it gender neutral for y'all)\n\nI first unbuttoned a few of the buttons on my shirt, feeling still too hot for my own good I started to unbutton more and more until it was fully off. I then moved to my pants slowly stripping myself of it and 20 minutes had passed from me stepping in and me stripping to this.\n\nI put it in my bag and sat back again 5 minutes passed but it felt more like 30 minutes with this heat and I just tried my best to ignore it, sweat dripping from everywhere. I drank from a large bottle and 10 minutes later I stripped down to just my shoes and feeling cool enough finally a let out a sigh of relieve.\n\nwhen I reached my destination I just went out with my clothes in my bag. I saw a few other people walking around without clothes on and felt relieved I wasn't the only one.\n\n(hope you are happy with this short one. feedback is welcome)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Celebrity x Fan | [
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"content": "It's the classic Meet & Fuck, where a popular idol raises fan loyalty by meeting them in person then straddling them to milk their cock with her pussy until they dump a load into her. With fertility enhancers and long lines, she will always get knocked up. \n\nThen the lucky man/futa gets to have a nine month relationship with her until she gives birth. Then the seed donor takes care of the child and she goes her own separate way into another Meet & Fuck."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: ugh, why did I fall asleep with my pussy pump on... I have a date in a hour... | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: So your telling me she's hung like a horse? And single you say? Hmm, maybe I should give her my number. | [
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"content": "Write a story using this writing prompt: So your telling me she's hung like a horse? And single you say? Hmm, maybe I should give her my number."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Stress balls weren’t in the budget, so the boss just has you use her tits as a substitute. | [
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"content": "I felt odd about the request at first but didn't go against it because I thought it could be fun. I went to the bathroom to comfortable take my bra off and I put it in my bag. I then put my button on shirt on completely and in my skirt so it was a little tight on my boobs but free to be squished.\n\nafter the office wide email was sent a small amount of people actually wanted too. some dwelled a little on it because they felt it was a unreal situation from what they said out loud. I found that a little funny but it was actually a little nice doing this.\n\nmost of the office just wanted to work on their computers but there were a few that actually used the rule and I was happy to comply. I even started to grow a crush on one of the office girls who used the rule.\n\n( hope you like it, please don't be afraid to give feedback)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She likes to bully the shy nerdboy. One day he tries to defend himself from her with a HypnoApp! This ofcourse does not work but she plays along just to make fun of him. Not because the idea is kinda hot. Or because he is kinda cute. Or because she wanted to be his slutty Girlfriend all allong. | [
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"content": "\"Babe,\" Roxy whined, whispering into the nerd's ear. \"Why are you still playing with your phone? I've got two big balls you can play with *right* here\\~\" she teased, motioning to her chest. It was way too easy to fluster him- especially after she had decided to commit to the whole 'girlfriend' act. Tom was way nicer than Max had ever been, even though they weren't even in a relationship.\n\nAnd Tom didn't think anything of it- he was still 100% convinced his dumb app worked. Joke was on him, though, since it didn't work. \n\nShe shoved the scrawny teen between her chest, attacking his dumb hair with kisses. \"Well, now you don't get to leave!\" she said, wrapping herself around her. \"You don't get to do anything for... three hours, except for getting me drinks. And food. And for... *activities*.\"\n\nHe blushed bright red, which just made him even cuter. She humped him a bit, kissing him which each hump. \"Do you like that? Don't you just want to fuck me? Screw my brains out? Isn't that what your silly little app's making me into? Your slutty little girlfriend\\~\"\n\n\"*Oh please master\\~*\" she said, mimicking his favourite anime girls, \"*Won't you put your thingy inside of me\\~*\"\n\nHe blushed even harder, and she laughed.\n\nShe'd get him to fuck her silly soon enough. Maybe she'd need to act more like his girlfriend to do that."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You woke up in the hospital a month ago. You were signed out by someone who claimed to be your wife. You finally got your memories back, and realize she’s your sister. | [
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"content": "Adam suddenly woke up in the hospital after an accident. Due to his injuries, Adam lost his memory momentarily. Fortunately he had the help and support of a woman who claims to be his wife, Beth. Even though he couldn't remember her, he felt that she was really close to him, so maybe she was telling the truth. Besides, truth be told, she is a beautiful woman, it wasn't so far-fetched to assume that he was married to such a female specimen to begin with. His recovery took a few days but in the end, he managed to come out of it just fine. Beth helped him all the way with the hospital paperwork and the checking out. They made their way back home and Adam wondered if he would ever regain some of his memories. That night Beth tried to get Adam’s memory back... By sleeping with him to make him remember. And even though the sex was better than amazing, she didn’t achieve her goal. The next day, she used her best method to make Adam remember, with negligee, lingerie, high heels, and lots and lots of sex. Adam couldn’t remember that woman no matter how much he groped her tits, kissed her on the mouth and intertwined their tongues, fucked her incessantly and filled her pussy again and again with his hot cum. Adam resigned himself to enjoy the best sex of his life and not being able to remember his wife... until suddenly he remembered Beth perfectly. And then he remembered that she’s not his wife, she’s his sister...\n\nWell, Adam can wait a little longer before confessing to his sister that he’s regained his memory... Perhaps he will tell her the truth when he finishes conceiving his first child with her, or perhaps by the time she gives birth to the second..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: you find 2 stone idols, 1 idol of unbirth and 1 idol of permanent pregnancy and you could choose 1 of the 2. | [
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"content": "( may have triggering content also contains jokes if you are able to read through them)\n\n1: I picked the idol of unbirth, when I chose that one the other disappeared but the idol I chose didn't. I felt weird in my stomach and then a surge of tingling going dowonward. I didn't think much of it and set it on a small table.\n\nwhen I woke up I felt horny and started to masturbate and felt my hand go in fully to my surprise. I continued on until I was done masturbating and I went looking for some fun with it to do. I came across a kitten for adoption, I went to pet it but it went under my dress and I felt something go up my vagina and into my womb. I decided to regress it into a fetus and birth it at home. I gave the baby a shirt and put it at a church with a please adopt me sign. it had cat ears and a tail but that was all the cat features from what I saw.\n\nI then went to a nudist beach behind my house that I had set up for me and my friends and found a girl there naked who I didn't know. she asked if it was my beach and wanted to just be there for a while without explaining much but with a lot of mumbling. \"do you wish to not have life's troubles anymore?\" \"yes please, what should I do?\" \"just sit in the water and close your eyes.\" I then walked towards her after she followed my directions. a few hours later I had fully regressed her.\n\nat one point a friend of mine wanted to start life over while she was over at my house so I offered to unbirth her and make her my kid at any age she want and when she told me I unbirthed her while she was naked after taking a picture of us for when she wanted to know.\n\n2: I picked the idol of permanent pregnancy and the other one disappeared. I felt strange in my belly but I didn't pay any mind to it. after a few weeks I realized I had pregnancy cravings and some other pregnancy symptoms. I then did a few pregnancy tests and they all came back positive. \n\nmy belly grew and I found it more difficult to move around so I went to the doctors for some help but all they could do is write me a recommendation letter for a caretaker and to able to work from home. I got one of my friends to take care of me and could work from home now. my belly only grew larger and larger.\n\n(feedback is welcome)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Wolesome storys about willing gender transformations/Bimbofications. | [
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"content": "(may have triggering content)\n\nI had found a watch online that had pink, blue and white on it. there were 4 settings available on it. male, female, nonbinary and surprise me. it said it was a one time use only and for it to work I had to just sleep with it on. I bought it and waited patiently on it, when I got it I put it on female since I was currently physically a guy wanting to physically a girl.\n\nI just had to wait until it was time for me to sleep and when it was finally time I put it on at the right setting and laid back on my back. I just had a loose pajama pants on, when I woke up it was tighter on it hips and it had gone higher on my hips too. I looked down and my boobs were on the smaller side but I was fine with it. I then went out of bed and put a shirt on.\n\nI had still my own hair length but I had short hair for a girl since I let it grow out some when I was a guy. I ate my breakfast and the showered with clothes ready and everything off. I wore my underwear I already had and put on jeans and a shirt. I put a belt on just in case and went clothing shopping for a bit. I didn't buy any bras because I didn't think it was necessary for the size I was.\n\nI also went into a shop that sold sex toys and bought a dildo to start with and a long and flexible one. I use them that night and I enjoyed them both. \n\n(feel free to give advice)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Prompt Me! Twist Edition | [
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"content": "•A demon falls down a flight of stairs but is surprised to see him just standing there, MENACINGLY! \n\n•Hordin, an electrician, is sent far into the boonies to repair an outpost's electrical grid. What're the odds that an electric draining alien is there, lost and confused?\n\n•After being dropkicked into the wall Berrie awakes in a place beyond his own reality. Struggling to his femboy feet a labyrinth of pearly white hallways reminiscent of a spotless but impossibly sprawling hospital stretch on infinitely. Wandering he finds food, water, medicine, but not another soul. Suddenly he hears the unmistakable sound of tearing metal....\n\n•A clown is clowning around at the state fair when she spots an anxious looking guy staring at her big honkers off in the distance. Feeling spicy she casually gets closer *Weeping Angel* style.\n\n•An assassin uncurls himself from the ceiling rafters, only for his target to turn around with a knowing smile on their' face."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A Goblin is the sole survivor, having escaped the annihilation of New Glarus City. As hours become days his provisions are running low when he spots a bulkhead door blending into stony hillside. Taking shelter a metallic silver hand grasps his shoulder from behind. | [
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"content": "*The feeling of a metallic hand surprises me, but the shock wore off when I realized it was an automaton. It was made humanoid, the only difference being the runes engraved onto its metallic surface.*\n\n“Stowaways need to pay a fee.” *Her voice was pleasant, even if it was robotic.* “Sorry, no money. Is there another form of payment you accept?” *I asked, as I only boarded with the clothes on my back.*\n\n“Yes. The other form of payment is Semen.” *Wait, what? I was confused by her answer, but hadn’t any chance to respond to her.* “As such, this form of payment is automatically carried through, when you don’t have the funds to pay money.”\n\n*She pins me to the ground, as she begins to undress me.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Ever since she got her tattoo of that weird symbol she saw in that book of spells, she's been feeling hornier, and her body has been getting sexier... | [
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"content": "There was a man with a table full of books at the edge of the park. Fifty cents to a dollar a book. I am a book junkie so I looked through a bunch of the books - it was all of the usual massed produced crap. I was about to move on when one caught my eye. \n\nA leather bound tome. The cover and spine was marked in runes the likes of which I have never seen. I flipped through the book. The whole thing was written in these runes. \n\nI paid the dollar and took it home. \n\nI flipped through it. There was a page that caught me attention. It had a drawing of a voluptuous woman and a single rune. Below that picture was three sets of four pictures. \n\nThe first set was a detail of a plump stomach. Each subsequent picture in the set showed the stomach getting smaller and tighter. \n\nThe second set of pictures was a detail of hips and legs. Each picture showed the hips getting bigger and legs getting more shapely. \n\nThe third and last set was fascinating. Details of a pair of small boobs getting bigger and perkier. The last picture had a set of boobs that were ridiculously big. I traced the outline of those boobs with my finger - a life time of small boobs filling me with desire for a bigger pair. \n\nThat night I stood naked before my full length mirror. How do boobs so small look so saggy? I pondered. I turned to the side and rubbed my belly with my hands. It wasn’t huge - but - it was a belly. I frowned as I stared at my skinny little legs. I had always been disappointed in my appearance - the page in the book just drove home what could have been. \n\nI tossed and turned all night. The rune and the pictures on that page were spinning in my mind. Shapely legs. Wide hips. Tight skinny stomach. Big perky tits. Spinning and spinning. \n\nAt work the next day I doodled the symbol over and over again. In my notepad. On post it notes. In the spilled water on my desk. I was obsessed with it. \n\nI walked the long way home that night - trying to clear my head. I passed a tattoo parlour. One I had passed hundreds of times before. Today I noticed it. Today I wanted to go in. \n\nOpening the door triggered a little bell that announced my presence. A big burly guy came to the front to greet me - this was a mistake. \n\n“Hey, welcome!” She said with a big smile that didn’t really go with the rest of his burly look. “How can I help you?”\n\nI pulled my best doodle from my purse and put it on the counter. “I want this on my right shoulder - about three inches in size - jet black,” I said and stepped back. \n\nHe looked at the rune, turning it this way and that. \n\n“I have never seen anything like this,” he said. “It is simple and elegant but these little lines - they give it style and balance. It is beautiful. What language is it?”\n\n“It is just something that has been kicking around in my head,” I lied. “I like the flow of it.”\n\n“It will take probably three hours to ink this. I have time now - some one canceled on me if you wanted to do it today,” he said uncertainly. \n\n“Yes! Let’s do this,” I said more confidently than I felt. \n\nIt was more painful than I expected. And three hours of even mild discomfort can feel like a long time. \n\nHe showed it to me in a mirror and even bloody I could see that it was perfect. It just felt so right - I felt like the final piece of a puzzle had fallen into place. He covered it up with cling wrap and gave me care instructions. \n\nI got home and looked at the tattoo in the mirror. Even red and sore it made me smile. I can’t believe I got a tattoo. I have never been a tattoo type person. \n\nThe next morning I looked at the tattoo again. It wasn’t red and sore. The skin looked completely healed. I touched it and it felt warm to the touch - I hope I wasn’t getting a fever or an infection. \n\nI went back to the tattoo artist after work to ask him about it. \n\n“Come to the back and let me see,” he said. \n\nI took off my blouse and shifted the bra strap out of the way. \n\n“This looks amazing,” he exclaimed. “It looks like it is weeks old instead of hours old.” He ran his fingers over it - giving me goose bumps. “It is completely healed. I have never seen some one heal so fast,” he said as he inspected it. He pulled a chair over and sat down to get a closer look. \n\n“Do you mind if I move this strap some more?” He asked cautiously. \n\nI unclasped my bra and let it drop. I can’t believe how brazen that was. That wasn’t like me. \n\nHe pulled out a magnifying glass on an arm and inspected it closely. I could feel his breathing on my back. \n\n“Amazing,” he said softly, “absolutely, amazing. You are healed up. And good to go,” he said running all of his fingers over the tattoo. \n\nI turned around. My nipple but and inch from his mouth. \n\n“Thank- you,” I said quietly. \n\nI hoped he would touch my breast. Kiss me. Take my nipple in his mouth and suck on it. Just the thought of him touching my breast was making me wet. \n\nHe stood up and gave me a smile. “Thanks for coming back to show me the tattoo,” he said as he went to the front. \n\nI put my bra and shirt back on. Walking out of the parlour I gave him a little wave and a wink. What had come over me? That wasn’t like me at all. \n\nI fell asleep early that night and work up early. I showered and looked in the mirror. My tits - were they bigger? I turned to my profile. They were totally bigger. I think my stomach is smaller too. I rubbed my belly - definitely smaller. \n\nI put my bra on and I was overflowing out of the top of it. I was easily two cups too big for my bra. I put on the loosest fitting blouse I had but the buttons were straining. My pants barely stretched over my thighs and hips - hugging me tightly - but were loose at the waist. \n\nVisions of the page in the book danced before my eyes. The rune was doing this - I was positive of it. \n\nAfter work I bought some new clothes. A couple D-cup bras, a few new blouses and two new pairs of pants. I was stunned at my transformation. \n\nThe next morning I was looking for changes while I showered. My boobs were totally bigger yet again. My stomach was almost flat and my thighs and legs were gaining shape. \n\nI was smiling ear to ear as I got dressed. My new bras were too small already - I was overflowing the cups. The blouse was too tight and the pants were tight in the thighs, hips and ass but loose at the waist."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Why are you here? You're a famous actress, world-renowned and worshipped by the masses. So why are in this seedy adult theatre, sitting in front of this digusting gloryhole waiting for your surprise? Better yet, why does doing this excite you so much? | [
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"content": "I was there, against (or almost depending on your preference) the gloryhole. I was giddy about it, I guess about the anonymity. I started to fell something going in and I held my arms against the other wall as it started to go back and forth.\n\nI started to get close to a climax and with a few more strokes we both reached our climax as I felt it throbbing in me. when it was pulled out I grabbed some paper towels to clean myself, hoping for another experience like this.\n\n(hope you like this short one. please give feedback if you want, like what direction you want to see this type go. on my profile is some info that can be helpful to be used but those aren't stories or well different stories from this sub that you can give feedback on there)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: new laws just passed: clothing is illegal during summer and optional through the other months, and public sex is completely ok | [
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"content": "I was a bit surprised and felt weird about it but didn't complain about it. I left my clothes at home and just took a bag with me for all the essentials. people were definitely taking advantage of it. I went to the pool to cool off and only brought a towel with me.\n\nthere were also a lot of naked people at the swimming pool, my whole body felt a little weird and I just sat back and enjoyed the cool water. I saw a couple being horny in the pool being handsy with each other. I just enjoyed the pool for now and when I was done I dried myself and went back home.\n\nI was bored and since being publicly being horny wasn't a crime anymore I just took a long and flexible dildo with on a walk in my butt as best I could. I sat down at a bench and just did my thing there. when I was done I went back home and relaxed there for a while.\n\n(now for a weird part, if you want to see me write more in this direction with suggestions I won't stop you)\n\nI put in a toy that kept my peehole open and a butt plug that was open too out on a walk it definitely was a good time for me."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: you gain a mysterious piercing that grants you more femineity the more you think about women. | [
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"content": "Although inconvenient, it does help with my fat. Even if slightly. Now, I can’t train without The frequent glances from creeps. Although, because of my vast vocal range, it wasn’t hard to just pull out the bass voice. But due to the transformations, I’ve also been able to sound feminine too. \n\nAlthough I look like any gorgeous porn star, I’m still myself. Cock and all. Even though I’ve hit the cap for the transformation, I’m glad that I can freely switch as the other earring does the opposite effect. Having both allows for fun times, having a hose of milk, while having jugs of milk.\n\nAlthough, my girlfriend seems to like it a bit too much when I wear both. As she’s quite dominant in bed now, whereas before, she hadn’t much interest. Not feeling up for it that night or whatnot. Now, there was never a night where she would cuff me to the bed and either tease my urethra, rim my ass with her strap, or just fondle each and every part of me. Right after her foreplay, she would always get deep into it. Vigorously using me for her own pleasures and devouring any seed I would spew. \n\nHaving been a being that lives off of sexual fluids, she would always dine on me, but would abstain for a few days to weeks on end before having a buffet."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "What? You haven't had a shower in two weeks and you want to do what with ME!?" | [
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"content": "(may have triggering content, has gender transformation)\n\n\"look I have been very busy okay? and I think it would be fun to have a shower together.\" \"no, you smell like you sat in salt and month old clothes.\" \"okay fair enough, I'll go take a shower.\"\n\nI went to the shower and had taken my new shampoo with me. on the label it said it would wash 100% of the dirty and sinful things off. when I used it I felt great and when I washed it out I felt my body change into that of a girl, that was certainly a surprise but I was fine with it.\n\nwhen I was back in my room I put on all my clothes which didn't get changed but when I looked at my ID it had changed from M to F and had a pick of the current me. I just laid on my bed browsing on my phone. my friend walked in and was shocked by my new appearance.\n\nwhen I looked she started to blush and I just smirked at her. she got even reder and covered her face. \"see something you like?\" \"omfg, how did you turn in such a adorable girl?\" I heard her mumble while walking away. \n\n(hope you like this short story)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You thought you just had a stomachache. That was befor the eggs started coming out. | [
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"content": "I just felt weird for a while and I got a stomach ache. when I went to the bathroom to relieve myself I felt like I laid eggs and when I looked back I indeed had laid eggs. I was certainly surprised. I started to save them and try to incubate them to see what came out.\n\nafter a long time of trying I found out that it was a eldritch squid type and when it was fully grown it helped me incubate them and it had fun with me too. after a long time there were a lot of them. they moved out on their own and sometimes went along with people that came over.\n\nthe cycle continues with more and more people until it was a well-known phenomenon"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The main way that humans can access supernatural powers is to allow spirits to inhabit them. The most benign of those spirits tend to be hedonists who desire physical bodies with which to experience pleasure... | [
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"content": "I wanted to gain the powers not because of any selfish reasons. I just wanted to help my friends have a good time and others by altering my body to more their liking. when I heard of the way that spirits are used I used that technique.\n\nI felt definitely horny for 2 after that and with the way I used it I could easily satiate the spirit and myself. after a few years of doing this one friend confessed that she had a crush on me and I had a crush on her too. \n\nI had to slow down to match my girlfriends speed but I could match my GF's speed, I knew she liked bigger boobs and she was most of the time home and had a high-paying job so I could stay home and let my boobs grow. the spirit liked them too so I could play with myself too.\n\n(please give feedback if there is anything wrong with it)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Due to medical hyjinx, you now produce semen at an accelerated rate. At least your neighbors seemed elated to help. | [
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"content": "Ever since the accident at the hospital I need to jerk off four or five times a day or be in pain. My body is just producing so much semen that I can’t hold it all in. \n\nMy balls get so big that the skin stretches smooth and it is uncomfortable to walk. Then I jerk off once or twice and it is back to normal - for a few hours. \n\nI am on medical leave because I can’t work like this. I was excusing myself from meetings to go jerk off. I never knew this could even be an issue. \n\nI got a new next door neighbour this week. A wonderfully charming woman. She is about thirty. Long blonde hair that is always in a messy pony tail, big full lips and an easy smile. She is a bit shorter than me - maybe five foot six - with a figure right out of a fitness magazine. Shapely legs, a big round tight ass, visible six pack abs and tits the size of cantaloupes. \n\nI have been chatting with her over the fence a couple of times and we have hit it off. Unfortunately, I had to run away to go jerk off both times. \n\n“James!” The new neighbour yells over the fence. \n\n“Hey Suzy,” I say waving back. \n\n“Having backyard beers, come on over,” she invites me warmly. \n\nI wander over to her backyard and she is sitting on the deck. There is a cooler full of beers on ice. I sit down and she cracks one open for me. \n\nWe make small talk. About work. Her new house. The neighbourhood. All of that sort of stuff. \n\nI can feel my balls swelling to an uncomfortable level. I ignore it through the power of beer and joy of staring at her great rack. But eventually - I can’t put it off any longer. I should go and deal with this. \n\n“I should get running,” I say - standing up. \n\n“You are always running away - right when the conversation is getting interesting,” she says. Standing up she walks closer. “Do I intimidate you, James? Am I scaring you off?” She asked quietly. \n\n“No, not at all,” I stammer. How do I tell her I need to jerk off ever three or four hours or I will be in agony?\n\n“That’s good,” her hand is on my crotch, squeezing my semi erect cock, “because I would like to get to know you - *a lot* - better.” She says staring into my eyes. “Would you like to get to know me better?” She asks in a sultry tone. \n\nI nod my head, not trusting my voice. \n\nShe is petting my cock. Tracing its outline on my shorts. Squeezing the head. Palming the whole thing. Putting her hand down the front of my shorts she starts to stroke my cock. \n\nI am already breathing hard. \n\nShe drops to her knees - taking my shorts and boxers with her. Looking up at me she takes my hard cock, dripping with precum, in her mouth. Sucking the head slowly. \n\n“You taste so good,” she murmurs as she takes me deeper in her mouth. She is stroking my shaft as she sucks on the head. Pulling out of her mouth she traces the ridge of my head - flicking it with her tongue - then putting it back into her mouth. \n\nI panic as I feel her hand on my balls. \n\n“Oh my god!” She exclaims, “you balls are huge!” Without hesitation she starts sucking on my balls. Her tongue and mouth feel awesome on my swollen balls. She is stroking my cock trying to fit more and more of my balls in her mouth. \n\n“I have never seen balls so big and delicious,” she says thirstily. “I bet you have buckets of cum in there - don’t you?”\n\n“Yea,” I whisper. \n\n“I want your cum on my tits! Will you paint my tits for me, James? Cover them in cum so I am dripping wet?” She teases me. \n\nPulling off her shirt I see her big round titties. She grabs her tits with both hands - squeezing them hard - as she works my cock in her mouth. \n\n“Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I am going to cum!” I pant. \n\nMy cock jerks, firing a rope of cum in her mouth. She pulls my cock out of her mouth, cum dripping from her lips, and jerks me on to her tits. I fire another rope of cum - splattering on her tits.\n\n“Yes! Just like that, James!” She says happily. \n\nI let go. I let it all go. Rope after rope of cum splatters on her tits. She keeps on jerking me off happily - giggling as she gets drenched in cum. It is dripping off of her tits. \n\nI am still cumming - firing off more and more cum - there isn’t a square inch of her massive tits or face that isn’t covered in cum. Panting as she continues to jerk me off, “stop - please! No more!” I beg. \n\nI haven’t felt so emptied since before the accident. \n\nShe gently sucks the tip of my cock - getting every last drop of cum out of me. \n\nSo much cum is dripping off of her that the front of her pants are soaked through and there is a puddle forming under her on the deck. \n\n“That was awesome!” She says with a giant smile. “My god! I have never seen so much cum!”\n\nShe gets up and flops into her deck chair. She takes a big sip of beer and chases it with a finger load of cum. \n\n“I am so sorry,” I say looking at this drenched woman across from me. I pull up my pants real quick. “I should have warned you. I have a *bit* of a medical condition - hyper-semen-ia - I cum a ridiculous amount and I have to cum a couple times a day or it is painful.” I was beyond embarrassed. \n\n“Do you cum *that* much multiple times a day?” She said incredulously. \n\n“Yeah,” I said, staring shamefully into my beer. \n\n“Mmmmmm… that sounds awesome. How long until you can paint me again?” She purred."
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"content": "(I'll write 2 versions, 1 with a eldritch being and 1 with a alien.)\n\nafter I had summoned the eldritch being to make me a human girl I was asked if I would then produce eggs for her for a while so she could establish a colony for her on this world and I agreed, she said I would pee them out but I was prepared to do that. \n\nwhen I was transformed I thank her and she let me go home to start producing. I could just pee them out and flush them. they went out alright since her magic was used to make it function right the way it was now with the egg-laying ability. it still felt odd to me to pee them out. when I was finally done with the production she appeared before me thanking me and gave me a spark of magic to gain full ability to use the same eldritch magic as her.\n\n(hope you like it, now the one with the alien)\n\nI woke up after a strange dream and when I went to pee I felt a odd sensation before eggs started to come out, I had luckily saved one. I contacted the bureau of biology and sent them the egg over per their instructions and they told me it was inconclusive so they couldn't really do with the information they had on it.\n\nafter I felt the same sensation again I saved as many as I could and tried to hatch them. but I didn't have any equipment to do it properly so it didn't work. I just saved them to see if someone or something comes for them. eventually I had a visitor and I got explained what was going on and got asked if I had saved any. I gave them the box with all the eggs I had saved and they brought the eggs onboard and gave me the box back. they said if I laid more to please save them for them.\n\nso I saved as many as I could and gave them to the alien every time they visited. I started to enjoy the process and got to build a small home for them on my property.\n\n(hope you liked them)"
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"content": "Brother Zone\n\n\nAshley's body shook and her eyes rolled back. Her leg waved in the air while she let out a moan. I wanted to sit back and watch her small tits jiggle as she came, but she begged me to continue. So, I leaned down for better leverage and she said in my ear. \"It's so big.\" \n\n\n\"Ashley if I keep…\" I told her while moving to pull out but she wrapped her pale legs around my torso.\n\n\n\"Come on little brother. You earned the right.\" She told me as she hooked a hand on the back of my neck. Ashley looked me directly in the eyes while I filled her pussy. \"That was great Jim. You're getting better.\"\n\n\nI couldn't help but lean down and kiss her. She moved her hands to my chest and pushed me back. \"What?\"\n\n\n\"Jim, I told you I don't think of you that way. You're my brother.\" Ashely told me as my cock popped out of her and our mingled cum dribbled out. \"If you can't remember you're my brother and not a romantic lover then we'll have to stop these training sessions.\"\n\n\n\"Sorry, I just got worked up.\" I said sheepishly as I got off her and laid on my back.\n\n\n\"It's okay.\" Ashley got up and started to clean our shared cum off my cock with her mouth. Ashley really had helped me with my problem of shooting off early, but that was a year ago. She still came over and we'd fuck like wild once a week.\n\n\nUsually she had me cum on her chest or in her mouth, but she was obviously worked up today. She told me that her boyfriend friend asked her to get implants and they had a huge fight.\n\n\nOnce she had cleaned my cock, she managed to get it hard again. \"Okay. We can go one more time but I'm gonna face away from you because I think you're getting too attached.\"\n\n\n\"Good call, sis.\" She got up and turned so her ass faced me and her ass lowered down my shaft. To be honest I loved her more from this angle. She rode me like she was deranged. \n\n\nWhen I finished in her for the second time of the day, she cooed. \"You're gonna be a great uncle.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Please take our son's virginity, we'll pay | [
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"content": "I've never heard such an exceptionally outrageous request. \n\nLike, seriously. I've been living in their home as a college exchange student for 4 weeks now. I still have 8 weeks to go. Fucking. Awkward. I'm... stunned.\n\n\"I, uh, didn't even know you had a son..\" I replied as I try to dodge the question.\n\n\"Yes yes, but will you please sleep with our son? Such an embarrassment, he's same age as you. \" came the short and quick in Mrs. Drivas. Mr. Drivas looked a comical mix of stone-cold serious and sleepily squeamish.\n\nWell what the fuck do I do no— \n\n\"He coming over tonight for dinner. Veeery handsome. Look look!\" and there it was. A little square photo of.. a fucking hunk. Holy shit. No way THAT man is a virgin. I actually started blushing, and the fuckers saw. \n\n\"Wait, hang on.\" but I can't stop the unstoppable force of overbearing parents.\n\n\"Eeeee don't give us answer now, let's have dinner tonight and you'll see, hmm?\" chirped Mrs. Drivas, but it was Mr. Drivas first and only remark that took me a-back.\n\n\"Please Sarah, our boy is... it would mean the world to us just to see him happy with a smart and pretty woman like you, even just for a day.\" \n\nUghhhh. *Well I can't write it off, I'm stuck here another 2 months.* But do I want to say no?\n\n\"Look, Mr and Mrs. Drivas, it's not a no- BUT this is so, so weird. Let me think about it, let's have dinner but PLEASE don't bring this up again until I've had time to meet him?\"\n\nA solemn, smiling nod and a giggly cheerful grin looked back at me..\n\n\\-------------------\n\nUnbelievable. Back up in my rooms, I think to myself. How the fuck do I find myself in these situations? Unfucking unbelievable. And yet... Yet I'm staying here only til Semester finishes, then I have 6 weeks break. I don't know what sort of money they're offering, but this could be a payday that lets me travel all of Europe til Semester starts back home. Fuck! \n\nOkay, let's assume he is a virgin. What's wrong with him? Ah, sorry, what is 'Dimitrios Drivas', the apparent epitome of classical Greek handsomeness. His chiseled jawline, perfectly sculpted features, and captivating hazel eyes would make him an absolute fuckboy on any continent. Is he... dark? Self obsessive? \n\nI guess I'll find out, I'm pretty sure that's him at the door. Deep breath Sarah, deep breath.\n\n\\-------------------\n\nDinner was.. actually pretty fun! Dimitrios is a pretty chill, intelligent, a bit of a mummy's boy and deceptively charming with how he lowers your barriers. When his parents made the \\~worst\\~ attempt of a subtle 'We'll leave you two alone' que, I felt like I had decided. Okay Sarah! Let's give it a g-\n\n\"Did my parents ask you to sleep with me?\"\n\nUuuuhhhhh will someone please kill me rn. I lit up like a stop-light.\n\n\"Hey! Don't be embarrassed. It... actually happens too frequently. I'm not a virgin. \" he said with an apologetic yet heavy sigh. \"I'm gay. I know I don't come off as such, but that's what you get when you're raised in a household that doesn't even believe in gay people\".\n\nI was both mortified and silent. \"I feel like an arse\".\n\n\"Oh so you were going to do it?\" came the cheeky riposte. A masterclass of sarcasm rolled off his tongue as he playful recounted the night - \"You were so close with that little flick of the hair earlier, or when you defended my honor against my parents derision. The flattery was very smooth.\"\n\n\"Annnd now I look like an arse.\"\n\n\"Oh ignore me, I'm just playing. I really appreciate you taking this well. My parents do this all the time. Hey, look - I'm really enjoying myself, but let's get out of here. I'm sure after 4 weeks around my parents, you'd probably appreciate seeing the inside of a home which isn't a living time-capsule. With a generous smile, I agree and our plans were in motion.\n\n\"When you tell them how things went, just don't lie and say we slept together. They'll enjoy enough that their son is with a 'friend' who isn't a male model, or fitness instructor.\"\n\nHe slunk away to the kitchen to tell his little white lie, and I the glee in his mother's voice was infectious. I mean... bigoted, but it's not my place. But I'd be delighted to get out of here for a little while, and I was really taken with Dimitrios. \n\nIn a comical show of affection, he pulled my chair out, hung his arm around my shoulder and walked me out the front door with his parents in-step behind.\n\nWhat a fucking wild semester this has been..\n\n​\n\n\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\n\n​\n\nHey, great prompt. No, fuck you I didn't mean to make it wholesome it just happened. 😤 I'd love to take a spin on this where it is dirty, but not today I'm afraid."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Dating a tentacle girl with a psychic disguise takes some getting use to. Sure, occasionally they'd get in a mood and you'd find yourself covered in tentacles, but they were awesome cooks! | [
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"content": "to all others she appeared as any other human but only I knew the secret. we were on a dinner date in a fancy restaurant and she was in the mood, her tentacles caressing my legs. \"remember, if you behave well you'll be rewarded when we get home.\" I said with a stern look. \n\nto be honest, to the outward appearance I was the dominant one in the relationship but she was the one in control in bed. she appreciated not having to cook every now and then but still liked fancy fish food. she behaved for all of the rest of our dinner and the walk home, well I wouldn't necessarily say a walk for her.\n\nwe had a great time that night and we even got to the evening the next day. when we were done she just wanted to rest and I grabbed some water for the both of us. we rested for the rest of the day until it was time for dinner and she cooked one fine dish, I would even say it was better even than the one at the restaurant.\n\n( hope you like this short story)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] When the rookie superhero is captured by the wily villainess, he's in for all kinds of embarrassment. | [
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"content": "The new Justice Corps inductee had been trained by his mentors to resist every kind of physical and psychological torture imaginable, and so, when captured by a zany, d-list villainess, felt very well-equipped to resist whatever she might throw his way...\n\n... but when she opened her case of interrogation tools and pulled out a feather duster, back scratcher, and paint brush, the extremely ticklish hero realized that there had been a *substantial* gap in his training."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A dominant lesbian plans to turn her all girl flat into her submissive harem, and plans a game of strip poker to achieve it. | [
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"content": "“*Sigh*…just give me the god damn potion!” I said, snatching the vial of pink liquid from Alice’s hands.\n\n“Now, remember. You have to make it believable that you’re a girl. The only way that you can stay, ok Noah?” Alice reminded me.\n\n“Yeah, yeah. I’m your friend from when. And I’ll be the fair person that’ll be the card dealer. My job is to make it so you win, but make it so the others don’t suspect anything.” I popped the cork and down the pink potion.\n\nMy body begins to change, as my body begins to change into a semi-thicc girl. Where there was squish, but not enough to be defined as squishy. And my tits were big enough to spill slightly out of my hands.\n\n“Hmm~, now this is something I can make work. This lasts for the night, right?” I said, recollecting what she said earlier.\n\n“Yeah. Finish your job, and the potion wears off around morning.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Three Wedding Rings prompts | [
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"content": "Um, duh. One for me, and two for my wife. But my wife's younger step sister / friend didn't know that when she was sneaking around our bedroom and tried it on. Which... well, there's a lot she needed to know before she slid the sex-hormone inducing fuck-ring onto her finger. I have no idea how long it was on before she stumbled downstairs and we were able to get it off. But she wanted to get off more than just the ring..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You’ve just opened a thousand year old seal holding an apocalyptic goddess, you try and stop her, offering her anything she wants. Her response is… | [
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"content": "Her response is... electrifying. She barely acknowledged your plea, which is a little obvious now.\n\nYour whole body is frozen in suspension - a mixture of fire and ice coursing through your veins. If you'd studied a little harder prior to going out as a cowboy archeologist, you'd know the ancients considered their demi-god bodies too pure for worldly pleasures.. and so they use their slaves as marionette doll for their own worldly desires. Which is exactly how your body felt. You've had some pretty varied, freaky sex... but nothing is comparing to how toe curling, breath-taking this pleasure feels. You feel as if your whole body is eating into itself just to push another inch deeper into pleasure.\n\nYou.. you start to realise that you're not in control. Like, I mean of the future. Your body hasn't been yours since she took it over, but your future... yeah you're not in control anymore. Your cock has grown impressively large and pulsating with every wave of pleasure that reverberates in your mortal flesh. The siren of her call whips your belt off, and you begin to erupt in pleasure. The laughing villainous goddess below you is almost mocking your soul-cracking orgasmic pleasure — her fingers wrap around your ass and with a gentle squeeze you begin ejaculating... and cuming.. and erupting over her giddy yet terrifying face. Playing the role of a willing slut, she awaits and rejoices in your hot, sticky load painting her pretty little face.\"Ohhhh how I've missed this Human. What delight! Ahhh hahahahhaa-\" she cackled.\n\nAnd oh how you groaned and moaned as you feel your body being emptied like a squeezed sponge. Like a submarine buckling under the pressure until.... **Pop-ka-SPLAT!** Your puny body popped like a party balloon. And Lilth stand there licking cum and blood from her heinously beautiful face. What vile....\n\n\\---------\n\nFun prompt! But careful what you wish for traveler.."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She knew her BFF was mischievous, and she knew she was also more than a bit of a horny perv. She really should have thought of that when she trusted her friend to secure her a new biosynthetic body... | [
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"content": "(possible triggering content and some dysphoria shenanigans)\n\n*I should not have done that but still, this looks and feels so good.* those were my first thoughts when I saw the new body and during the calibration session. I was more sensitive than my original body but I could handle it good enough. my friend was standing next to my new body during the calibration session so I tested slapping their butt. I laughed at the their reaction at the sudden slap but they laughed at it too. they knew how much I was displeased with my current male physique so that detail certainly wasn't lost in their horny goal.\n\nwhen it was finally all calibrated I first set both of us in a chair and they helped me transfer to my new body. when I was transferred and they gave me the thumbs up I removed the wires I could reach and they helped me with the rest. after that was done I got the satisfaction of carrying my old body to the disposal unit of the biosynth team. I gave the middle finger to my old body when they carried it away and the team smiled at each other.\n\nI sat down to eat something per instruction for using my new biosynth body. when I was done my friend and I started to first talk about my new synth body and then I moved in on them and initiated for a good time in the bedroom. when it was all over we laid in their bed for a bit.\n\nI then showered with the right stuff I had ordered previously and when I was done I put on my clothes to shop for some slutty clothes to go with it. I also bought a one piece bathing suit and updated my ID.\n\n(if you want I can maybe do a update on the story with some more details, ones you prefer and if you have feedback please give it. I didn't give the friend he/she pronounce so you can fill it in with your own head canon at least for the story above)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Four guys visit a bar where sexual acts with the waitresses are on the menu only to find out that the sister of one of the four works there. | [
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"content": "(CW incest and dub-con. Not written as dub-con if you can suspend your belief)\n\n​\n\n\"Check it out guys, we have a 'Melissa', 'Candy', 'Jewel' and 'Sarah' on shift today. I've got money ready to speeeeend! Wooo!\" cheered Steven. Steven, Dan, John and Franky all went their after their lectures for some raunchy fun. The bar had 'karaoke' booths where you could order up on the menu, and your pleasures would be hand delivered to you. What fun! A few beers upstairs, and they were ready to get their rocks off.\n\n\"Ooo, I haven't seen \"Candy\" before! She looks so cute in her incognito mask.\" pondered John.\n\nA cocky Franky cackled - \"Welll! I want the 'big breakfast' today, full serving of pure pussy. I hope this sluts are feeling horny cause I'm feeling naughty!\" \n\nA few beeps and a credit-card tap-and-pay later, and a knocking came at the room. The 4 guys put on their own masks, and open the door. \n\nIn walks Candy, who is dripping in black lace from head to toe. Delicate black lace stockings, a split-g-string for quick fuck-access, and ladders of black material contrast against her petite milky-white skin. A thick black choker wraps her next, the word W H 💋 R E is lip sticked around her mouth, and her mask sits in-front of burning, passionate eyes.\n\n\"I hope you boys don't mind a naive little thing. It's my first session, and I'm looking to make it as rough as it is memorable.\"\n\nThe room erupted with testosterone fueled quips. The group got to work so quick, Candy was practically whisked off her feet. John started by holding her up off the ground so the others could grope and play with her. He then lowered her down to her knees so his buddies could fuck her face. He took a turn bending her over so every single hole worth fucking of this slut was pumped. The guys were in ecstasy. Dan blew his load first - John took special pleasure in pushing Candys mouth down so deep on Dan's throbing cock that she coughed up cum and spit.\n\nNext was Steven, who nutted deep in this whore's asshole that he could feel her tight little asshole gripping his throbbing member. He wondered if this lay was an anal virgin? Didn't seem so with how eager and willing she was!\n\nAnd so only Franky and John were left. They took her spit-roast style, with Franky blowing his load deep in her pussy only after leaving her ass so spanked and red that she'd not be able to sit down for a week!\n\nAnd that left john. John looked down at this willing slut as he pumped her throat full with his meaty cock. GLARK-GLARk-glark came the subservient waitresses sloppy throat.\n\nSuch was the raw energy of Johns horny mind he just kept thrusting. Grabbing her hair and fucking her face like a fleshlight, he could only dream of such bliss. John is getting so close! \n\n\"Johhhny! Johhhny! Johhhny!\" The lads began to chant. A look of fright comes over Candy's eye, but John doesn't stop - as his hips press against her lips, annd his balls smack against her chip, the lads come over to hold her head as he begins his final thrusts. Filling her mouth so long she begins to splutter, begging to say whatever she so desperately wanted to say- but John places one hand on her her head and one on her jaw and pumps his last, explosively charge thrust into her throat. Her eyes light up and water and John finishes his biggest, best orgasm and cumshot into this little sluts throat. Semen boils up and explodes out through the seal between her plush lips and cock. Little Candy falls back, spluttering and John crumples to his knees. Another satisfied customer! \n\n\"Fu- uh, huh,\" comes the deep breathing of Candy. \"Fuck! In! Hell! Johnny - it's fucking Jennifer!\"\n\n​\n\nThe whole room falls into the silence, bar the panting of Johnny's cum-covered sister glaring up at him...\n\n​\n\n\\------\n\nDidn't mean for this to go so dark, but I felt the prompt suited a short-sharp reply. I've also written filth before, but this actually felt gross. Spitting on, and slapping someone's face is filth. Cheering on a misogynistic gang-bang is gross. The other idea I had was Johnny realising only after he came first out of the group, and without his sister realising either. He's then watching his mates complete use his sister and she's loving it."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Me (m) and you (f) my best friend, study engineering. Our final project is a human like Android. You insist on making her a sexually pleasing robot, and you are willing to greatly assist with that. | [
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"content": "(may have triggering content)\n\nwe had started the project by first making the bare chassis of the robot. we had already decided on making it a girl. I kept asking if we could make her to pleasure people but she didn't really care for it. \"would you rather guys keep asking you?\" I said in a final attempt. after that her face brightened up.\n\nfirst we made 2 holes for the \"vagina\" and butt. it was made from a special silicone for that purpose and then we filled it in with the tech for it. I looked at the body and saw that the cooling was a bit bulky in the stomach area. \"what if we put multiple heat sinks over the body? like in the boobs, stomach and butt cheeks?\" \"well that would work because those area is commonly areas with more of chubbiness.\" \n\nwhen we were finally done fine tuning it I tested the android and it certainly was a pleasure doing it. after all testing was done we presented it and was a total hit and got total marks. soon several were ordered and we made and sold a patent for multiple version.\n\n(hope you like a short one"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] a chubby guy to cutesy girl transformation scenarios. | [
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"content": "His best friend was often bullied by the cheerleader squad, so he decided to get revenge for him by tricking them into playing a set of games with a supernatural wager where he would get to swap body parts with the team for every victory and they would get some of his intelligence for every loss. \n\nWhat the cheerleader squad didn't realize was how they couldn't win, and he didn't mind turning into a girl. After all, it might just mean that she went from being his best friend's friend to his girlfriend."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: this is an actual fantasy I have and I can’t find any content even close to it… | [
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"content": "Tapping her own thoughtfully, Erica frowned at the screen. The numbers weren't where they should be and hadn't been for a while. 'Since you took over the team' she reminded herself. Being the first female promoted as manager of the tech division had seemed like a win at the time, but if the team didn't hit their goals it would be an experiment that ended in failure. She has to prove women were just as capable as men. \n\nNo amount of pep talks, training, or one on ones breaking down methods were getting them there. It had been a solid two months and the end of the quarter was around the corner. She had worked too hard to make it where she was to give up now. \n\nStanding, Erica straightened her clothes, a pencil skirt and tight blouse, and strode to the main workspace, determined to find a solution. What sounded like laughs and the voices of her team reached her ears and she slowed at the corner, pressing against the wall to listen. \n\n\"Yeah same. I'm too busy staring at her tits to pay attention to what she's saying!\" \n\nBarely breathing and frozen in shock, Erica listened as her team jeered and made sounds of agreement. \n\n\"Maybe if she was under my desk sucking my dick I'd get through work faster!\" Snickered Tom, her best coder and one who had fallen off the furthest. He had always been polite, if distant to her face. Hearing his words made the wheels start turning. \n\n\"The higher ups really messed up promoting her to the position. They think we can focus with a piece of ass like that just floating around? I'd finish 10 projects a week just to dump a load in her.\" That one came from Evan, who also wasn't producing near what he used to. \n\nErica had always gotten compliments on her looks, and many awkward requests from dates from shy, nerdy tech bros during college, internships and even here. She knew she was attractive. But hearing what they wanted to do to her was totally different. It made sense. They often seemed skittish around women, and perhaps all they had were their fantasies. \n\nThis was the answer. This is how she would get her numbers up. The top producer of the month could have one hour alone with her as a reward. They would kill themselves putting out work just to have a chance at fucking her. \n\nShe had tried everything else. She couldn't fail. And her little competition would be perfectly secret. She'd make sure of that. \n\nSquaring her shoulders and breathing in deeply, Erica turned the corner, making her way to the huddle, hoping to catch them by surprise. \n\n\"Her ass in those skirts make me want to-\" with a yelp, Steve stopped mid sentence. The others turned, seeing Erica standing behind them. Some looked guilty, others panicked. Not a single one of the dozen men said a word. \n\nBreaking out into a smile, Erica crossed her arms and looked each in the eye before addressing them as a group. \n\n\"I have an idea to increase production. And from what I've heard, I think every single one of you will want to hit your goal from now on.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your FBI agent has been *really* getting into your kinky browser porn history as they spy on you. Omg they totally like you! | [
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"content": "\"FBI agents of Reddit, have you ever had the same kink as the person whose browsing history you watch?\"\n\nI get this a lot. I actually work for a TLA (might be FBI, might not be) and it's not quite like that.\n\nThere's 330+ million Americans, we can't spy on everyone with human eyes. There's a bunch of databases and services like XKeyScore that funnel the data in, sort it, flag anything interesting, and put the rest in slow storage. (spinning rust)\n\nThe system is basically built to maximize the amount of leverage, the amount of work the computers do for you without human sweat getting broke.\n\nAnd one weird side effect of this is... the guys who are _supposed_ to audit the keywords that I search for, on the agent side... just don't give a fuck.\n\nI was a little bored one Friday and ran a query, \"Dig up everyone in my state who's ever searched for porn.\" And it prints like \"2 million results\". I flick through them for a couple pages, cause I know the auditor guys are gonna see this, and I figure I can lie and say it was related to my case.\n\nAnd like I said, that never came up. Nobody made sure it tied back to any case I ever touched. The system's as automated and computerized as it is backwards and paper-driven - Half my cases are just papers in folders, so they must have assumed if it wasn't in the computer, it wasn't their business.\n\nSo it went from \"Everyone in my state who searched for porn\" to some larks like \"Everyone who searched for slutty policegirl porn\" and \"Everyone who's into limitless femdom\" and....\n\nSometimes they make me travel. So, still pretending to work on a case that didn't exist, sitting bored in my hotel room, I put in \"Everyone who's into consensual non-consent in Alameda County right now\" and it brought me to just 1 guy, who had posted 4 days ago on a porn forum that he hoped a big-tittied FBI agent would break into his place and ... can't say the word... _have her way with him without a warrant_. You know the type.\n\nSo it's... You know, it's a busy job. I should tell more about it later. Gotta jet"
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"content": "(might have triggering content also contains some \"exotic\" toys and contains more of the more niche kinks)\n\nI was a little confused during the beginning interview of the interview but when the explanation was done I wanted to do it. at first I had to test some toys for them and I got to pick a first one from 3 I had to test while in a private office I got with the job. the toys were: \n\na glow in the dark long and flexible dildo that also had a butt plug on the other end of a base.\n\na pill that goes into your bladder that is supposed to grow into a ball that fills your bladder and dissolves after a hour.\n\na new catheter type that looked like a tube that had 2 rings on it, one on the end and one partially on the other end, the outside of the rings is connected to the tube. on the end where it is partially to the end there can be things connected to it.\n\nI first took the pill and inserted it. I then set the room up while it filled. when it was done it felt great and as a test I tried to pee and nothing came out. \"good, now I have to wait for it to see if the dissolving of it takes place.\" I had actually began to feel horny because of it and I masturbated to it and when I was done I rested before drinking some water. it had dissolved and I used the toilet to pee it out. I then looked at the other 2 after logging the results into the computer. \n\nI chose the dildo next and put the plug part in my butt first and the slowly inserted the dildo into my vagina, when fully in I checked how it looked with my clothes on and how walking with it in goes. it felt a little weird but I actually enjoyed it. I then turned the lights off to see how it glowed and I could see it where my clothes let the light through. I then took it out and logged the results in the computer.\n\nand then it was time for the catheter which came with a bag if needed. she attached the bag and carefully inserted it. it felt weirder than the pill but when it was in I was relieved and put on any clothes that needed to be down for the insert. I logged it and made sure that at the end I put that I hadn't yet taken it out.\n\nI got a call a few minutes after and I answered it. \"hello its your manager Angi Naer, I just wanted to check over the phone if you are clothed so I can come in and physically check in with you.\" \"yes I'm fully clothed, is there something wrong?\" \"no but it is just a first welcome, you don't have to worry, I also see that you are currently enjoying one of the products?\" \"yes, when do say you would arrive at my office?\" \"in about 5 minutes, see you then.\" \"yeah, see you then.\" she then hung up and I waited patiently for her.\n\nwhen she arrived I opened the door for her and we talked for a while and I could feel the bag filling up. when it was full I just waited for her to finish things up. \"is the bag full?\" she asked with a smirk. \"yeah, can I please empty it?\" \"yes sure, also is everything you need taken care of?\" \"yeah, I got everything. if you'll excuse me I'll take care of this thing.\" we talked while I was walking over to the toilet and patted at my groin area.\n\nwhen I came out she was still there. \"enjoying it so far?\" \"yeah. do I need to do something for you?\" \"yes actually, I am putting you on a project on seeing how long you can keep that toy in.\" \"ah okay anything else?\" \"if anyone wants to know I want you to advertise it if you can.\" \"sure thing, will definitely do that.\" I said in glee.\n\nI had it in now for a week now and felt great about it but I needed a break from it so I removed it and logged it for my manager. I got a new taks and that was demonstrating how to use the butt plug/dildo for one person. after that was done I could relax and just take a break from testing and demonstrating things. they didn't want to overwork me.\n\n(will write a second part if people want it and I take suggestions)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Sometimes, at a magical school, the easiest and only way for boys to get dates to a dance is for some of them to turn into girls... | [
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"content": "I didn't consider myself of either a guy or girl but since I was born a guy I just kept myself like that because I didn't want to bother myself with changing my physique that way. when it came out that most guys didn't get a date for the dance I offered to change myself into a girl for one of them.\n\nwhen I had changed myself and put on a cute dress I went with one of my friends. there were some guys who also changed themselves into girls for their friends and I was happy to see them do it. Amy, my friend who I in the end went with got stood up and the guy I was originally was going with canceled on me to go with the girl Amy originally wanted to go with.\n\nafter the dance I realized I liked being a girl more and that I liked Amy. we went back to a room more private and she was still bummed she didn't get to go with the other girl. I just hugged her and whispered in her ear about how I liked being a girl more and that I had a crush on her. she was surprised about it and she started to blush. she confessed that she kinda liked me too but since I was a guy she wasn't really interested so she was now willing to date me. \n\nafter that talk with started to get frisky and kissed each other, I started to get lower and lower with my kisses until I was at her dress. I just lifted her dress up and moved her panties to the side and started to lick and suck on her. she started to moan and I kept going until she had a orgasm and I just giggled and sat upright, looking at her. \n\nsuddenly a teacher walked in and she shot upright too. \"oh its just you two girls. they are going to give out the crowns. we went there and I looked over at Amy and before going to party again she stopped me. \"my panties are still to the side.\" \"just chill, I bet no one will notice.\" when all the awards were given I was given the award for being most likely trans and most likely a lesbian. I was already pretty embarrassed about it but Amy gave me a kiss on the cheek when she was awarded dancing queen and I felt my cheeks get redder.\n\nafter the cheering went down we could finally go home. I applied to chance my gender on all forms and went on with a happy relationship with Amy.\n\n(hope you liked it"
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"content": "- \"And these goggles will give Daniel X-Ray vision of all of the female contestants and audience members. We'll actually be using the same technology to be watching for any signs the perverted power is turning him on! What fun!\"\n\n- \"For this next challenge, Andy has received a Vibrating plug that will vibrate anytime he's around another female contestant. And it'll only get.. \" /*buzzing intensifies/* \"...stronger the closer someone gets. What fun!\"\n\n\n- \"This next team building exercise is a great one! Last night, Danny was \"secretly\" given risque photos and videos of each of his female teammates. Every 5 minutes, one of these lucky ladies will get to watch how pathetically he jerked off to them! It's quite a sight, and sure to be mortifying. What fun!\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU] Annabeth shouldn't have talked badly about Aphrodite, now the goddess had her alone and cornered, ready to break her mind into a stupid nympho | [
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"content": "(Note: This is not a very horny response. Please temper your expectations.)\n\nAnnabeth Chase stormed into her apartment in New Rome. She could hear her mother's voice scolding her for the argument she'd just had with Drew Tanaka. *No use wasting your energy on such a petty and stubborn person*.\n\nWell, maybe Annabeth was petty and stubborn, too. Maybe for her, the argument was worth it, no matter what reason and wisdom said.\n\n\"Annabeth\\~,\" an enchanting voice purred.\n\nThe stubborn young woman finally noticed she wasn't alone. On the couch sat an elegant woman in an impeccably tailored blouse, blazer, and skirt. Between that, her perfect professional makeup, and her sensible-yet-sexy heels, she looked like a senior manager, perhaps at an architectural or civil engineering firm. The woman's smooth waves of dark hair contrasted her light skin. Her eyes shone with the confidence and intelligence of a businesswoman, scientist, or world leader.\n\nIt drove Annabeth wild with envy to see such a woman: as effortlessly beautiful and classy as Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis and Michelle Obama, as impactful and memorable as Ada Lovelace, as polymathic as Hedy Lamarr, yet greater and more powerful than all of them put together. She was the kind of woman others listened to and took seriously, never getting called a \"dumb blonde,\" being accused of having an \"unprofessional\" hairstyle, or having her accomplishments downplayed.\n\n\"Oh! I see I've struck you speechless,\" the woman said with a giggle. She stood and approached Annabeth. As she walked, her figure shifted between athletic, supermodel skinny, and BBL voluptuous. \"Annabeth, don't think I didn't hear you insult me during your argument with my daughter.\"\n\n*Keep your hubris in check*, Athena's voice whispered in the back of her child's mind. *If you apologize now, you may receive a milder--*\n\n\"It's not like I was *wrong*,\" Annabeth spat. \"When Gaia returned, you didn't fight alongside us like the other gods did! You just sat on a cloud and gave Piper useless advice!\"\n\nAphrodite's eyes flashed bright pink. \"You've fallen behind on your studies, Parthenos-spawn. Have you forgotten my aspect as Aphrodite Areia?\"\n\n\". . . Aphrodite of war?\" Annabeth murmured. The epithet was unfamiliar to her, but she didn't have time to think about that. The goddess's perfectly-manicured hand forced visions into Annabeth's head, overwhelming her with sights of bloody Spartan battlefields and sounds of wailing in grief. The demigod had witnessed both (though not specifically in Sparta), but the goddess's power was too great. Annabeth fell to the ground.\n\nMore visions washed over her, these of comrades-in-arms as lovers in their tents. Their moans overtook the sounds of their grief when one partner inevitably died for the other. Heat flashed across her skin.\n\n\"That's a good girl,\" said Aphrodite. \"Let's hope Percy gets home before your ordeal begins.\" She disappeared in a flash of light, leaving Annabeth a moaning mess on the floor.\n\n\\-\n\n(To be continued? Idk, I don't want to promise anything. Also, can you tell I got too caught up in thinking about the established universe, and in imagining how Aphrodite might appear to a smart, ambitious young woman who grew up in the 2000s and 2010s?)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Bimbo Ward - If character takes damage that would result in death, they are instead transformed into a 1hp busty blond that immediately casts charm on attacker | [
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"content": "Goth-nog the hill giant bellowed loudly causing the very tree themselves to shake as if hit by a mighty gust. Jill stood nervously, her legs tired, her arms limp, but she knew she had no choice but to fight. \n\nJill's companions had fallen one-by-one to Goth-nog and his club which was actually just a tree he had yanked up from the roots. The mighty armour of their knight did little but break under the force of Goth-nog's blows and though the mage's spells wounded him, Goth-nog's nigh endless stamina gave him the willpower to push through and crush them. \n\nEach friend fell, until Jill stood alone with only her rapier in hand. This didn't mean her fight was lost however, as her swift swordsmanship gave her ample ability to avoid Goth-nog's blows. She knew that so long as the fight continued she would eventually wear him down, every little cut eventually making a gash big enough to bleed Goth-nog dry. \n\nThat was the plan anyway, but Jill felt her stamina waning with every dodge and every strike of her blade. Her skin soaked with sweat, her body was begging for rest, Jill knew that even a second of stillness would prove fatal. Her every movement methodically, she never stopped believing in her chance at victory until one blow landed too deeply and her rapier became trapped in Goth-nog's flesh.\n\nJill tried to remove it as quickly as possible, but the blade had punctured something and lodged itself into Goth-nog's leg. Her arms were much too tired to put any real force into removing it and Goth-nog was still swinging wildly, so as soon as she realised what had happened Jill had to back away. \n\n\"This is a problem...\" Jill muttered quietly.\n\nStanding before Goth-nog without her rapier was basically the same as standing before a storm completely naked. Jill knew she didn't have a chance of harming him without it, but she also had no chance to remove it. Indecision hit her like a ton of bricks and the moment of stillness proved fatal as she was too slow to react to Goth-nog's club.\n\nDeath would claim it's due. \n\nOr so Jill believed, but the moment Goth-nog's club collided with her head a flash of light burst forth from her, blinding the hill giant. \n\n\"Ah, pretty girl flashed!\" Goth-nog cried out. \n\nJill opened her eyes to find herself lying on her back and staring up at the sky. Her body was sore and sticky from sweat, but what really took her attention was the strange heaviness in her bosom. That and the cloudy feeling in her mind.\n\n\"Like what happened?!\" Jill muttered as she sat up and rubbed her head. \"I totally died, right?\"\n\nJill's eyes looked down at her foot which was bare aside from the ring upon her index toe. It flashed for a moment, the golden gemstone in the center turning cloudy. Jill lifted her foot closer to her face, ignoring the tangy scent leaking from her foot to study the ring closer.\n\n\"Ring of bimbo ward?\" Jill said as she tried to read the inscription. \"I have like totally never heard of such a thing? It must be some blessing, but what is a bimbo?\"\n\nJill then realised why her chest felt heavy as her breasts had grown around two full cup sizes, but that was only the first strange thing to hit her. The second was that her medium-length brown hair had grown longer and turned blonde, a fact that made her cloudy mind even hazier. \n\nThen Jill realised something else. \n\nCurrently she was completely naked. \n\nJill's hands moved strategically to cover herself as her pale cheeks turned a flushed shade of crimson. She prided herself on being dignified and strong and an idol to all other women and yet here she was, naked in a public setting. \n\n\"My clothes? I am in my starkers like a common harlot! This is totally uncool!\" Jill cried out before pausing. \"Why do I keep saying totally and like and stuff?\"\n\nGoth-nog then turned around to see Jill sitting there, her hands covering her breasts and genitals from view. He paused as his eyes met with Jill's bright blue eyes and flushed freckled face. Goth-nog felt weird, in a way he had never felt before. \n\nThere was something about the way Jill sat there, trying desperately to protect her dignity that made the hill giant tingle in his loins. Her eyes whimpered, her lips rosey and her body curvaceous in a way that made him want to mate with her. No, he didn't know how to explain it, but it made him want to do more than that. He wanted to spend his life with her.\n\n\"Pretty girl, single?\" Goth-nog asked towards Jill. \n\n\"Am I single?\" Jill asked confused. \"Like yes? Why do you ask?\"\n\n\"Goth-nog want date please!\" Goth-nog replied.\n\nJill paused, her body aching and unable to fight any more. She didn't know what would be better for her. To accept this hill giant's request for a date or to die at his hands? In one case she risks her chastity, in the other, her life. \n\n\"I like totally can't afford to die here!\" Jill muttered. \"So, one date, huh? Okay!\"\n\nFinished. Not sure when I will do part 2 covering their date and probable fucking."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You go with your best female friend to the pool and she experiences some serious wardrobe malfunctions but your are the only one to notice. | [
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"content": "we went to the pool together and she was using a new swimsuit which I thought looked a little loose. \"hey a new swimsuit, was it hard hard to find one that you liked?\" I asked hoping it wouldn't go wrong. \"yeah it was a little hard due to me not exactly being the biggest, it also seems to be a little loose.\" she replied while tugging a little at the bottom front part of her one piece.\n\nI had put on mine and when we went to a slide first and she went into the front. when we came back up we laughed and moved to the side. I went underwater while she stayed at the surface and I saw that there was a rip going along her crotch but it wasn't major enough for me to worry.\n\nI was just talking with her and we went for a race to the other side and when we were there she had won and I slowed down. I saw her nipple slip and just awkwardly looked at the wall, I think she noticed because when I was there she had fixed it.\n\nwhen we were done with that I was sitting on a bench to see who called me when she came, I saw her coming out of the water and saw that the rip in it had become slightly larger. I went to my notes app and typed out a message about her ripped swimsuit and that she should check it out. when she was with me I showed it to her.\n\n(hope you like it"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [pm] anything involving a virgin, prude and moralist succubus | [
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"content": "Prompt: Every succubus gets to decide what's involved in the ritual to summon herself. Having seen the sort of debauchery her mother had gotten into, Rose decided to add \"Must be willing and able to marry me\" as well as \"Must quote Genesis 2:24 'Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh.' into her summoning ritual. \n\nShe was very surprised when she was summoned not even a week later."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU] Chloe and Nadine have a new temple to explore together: The Chamber of the Lustful Flower | [
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"content": "\"Hey. Hey, Nadine.\"\n\nNadine sighed and asked, \"What is it, Chloe,\" without even looking back.\n\n\"Check this one out.\"\n\n\"I'm not taking a look, I know what you're going to show me.\"\n\nChloe groaned. \"Ah c'mon, you know you want to.\"\n\nNadine rolled her eyes and turned around to see Chloe shining her flashlight on a wall design depicting a woman with erect nipples riding a man while rearing her head back. The image itself wasn't particularly funny, but Chloe's shit-eating grin elicited a snort from Nadine. \"You're a dork.\"\n\nChloe flashed her engagement ring and smugly fired back, \"Yeah, well, in not too long, I'm gonna be your dork until death do us part.\"\n\n\"*If* the treasure we're looking for is actually here. And isn't a zombie virus carrier, protected by a secret order of warriors, laced with hallucinogens, or responsible for the paranoia-fueled destruction of a pirate colony.\"\n\nChloe conceded Nadine's point with a shrug as the two continued journeying through the mysterious temple. As the wall carvings got increasingly more explicit, Nadine asked, \"So this Vats--Vaty--\"\n\n\"Vātsyāyana,\" Chloe finished. \"It's a mouthful, I know. He's the one who wrote the Kama Sutra, but beyond that, any concrete knowledge of the man was lost to history. Hell, we can't even agree on what century he lived in. Which makes this so-called \"Chamber of the Lustful Flower\" the biggest lead anyone's had on him ever.\"\n\n\"Which means we either receive a generous compensation from the Indian Ministry of Culture for a historic find, or we bring home a bounty of riches originally meant for Vātsyāyana's supposed circle of lovers.\" Nadine smirked. \"How clever you are, Ms. Frazer.\"\n\nChloe blushed. \"Thank you kindly, Ms. Ross.\"\n\nThe pair stopped in a vast open room with a ceremonial altar in the middle. Chloe shined her flashlight around the room, looking over the wall carvings as she asked, \"This should be the spot. You see anything like a trigger or release mechanism?\"\n\nNadine walked over to the table and pressed down on it, watching as it depressed slightly. \"Looks like there's some kind of weight sensors built into the table. Not sure what we'd even have to do to make this thing work, it doesn't even look like there's anything in this room we could put on here.\"\n\nChloe went red faced and tapped Nadine's shoulder. \"Nadine, there's, uh... there's a pattern in the wall carvings.\"\n\nNadine turned around and watched as Chloe moved the light downwards. \"See, it goes from this position, to that one, and finally that one. It's over there too.\" Chloe moved the light to prove it. \"None of the other depictions repeat in this specific pattern. And seeing as we're hunting for the nest egg of the Kama Sutra's author--\"\n\nNadine facepalmed. \"Don't say it.\"\n\n\"I think we're going to have to--\"\n\n\"*Don't* say it.\"\n\n\"Fuck on the ceremonial altar.\"\n\nNadine pulled her hand away. \"I *just* told you not to say it.\"\n\nChloe set her backpack down and started digging through the pockets as she fired back, \"Come on, it wouldn't be the first time we shacked up in an odd place. Remember Boca Raton?\"\n\n\"... Alright, fair enough. But all of these carvings show a man and a woman together, and neither of us has the right--oh, fuck off.\"\n\nNadine's expression went flat as Chloe pulled out a strap-on and tossed it to her. As Chloe pulled her shirt over her head, Nadine shrugged and remarked, \"Fuck it. I'm not about to pass up a treasure that doesn't involve insane death traps.\"\n\nChloe smiled as Nadine slipped out of her clothes. \"That's the spirit!\"\n\nOnce both parties were naked and Chloe was laying back on the altar, Nadine slipped into the strap-on and kneeled overtop of Chloe. \"Okay, first position... missionary.\"\n\nNadine nodded and slowly eased the tip into Chloe's pussy, who moaned happily and noted, \"So much for your hesitation.\"\n\nNadine chuckled as she gripped Chloe's thighs. \"Like I'd ever waste a chance to make my girl feel *amazing*.\"\n\nChloe gasped out as Nadine sped up, the sound of their hips smacking together echoing through the temple. Chloe glanced over at the wall to see the carvings depicting the missionary position were moving inwards and managed to say, \"Okay, in a few seconds, we have to go to the next position!\"\n\nNadine nodded and kept her eyes on the wall. Once the missionary carvings had all sunk inward, Nadine and Chloe changed positions so the latter was on top of the former. As Chloe bounced on Nadine's phallic substitution, she moaned, \"Can you--fffuck!--hear anything?\"\n\nNadine nodded. \"There's some kind of clicking noise coming from under the altar! I think it's working!\"\n\n\"Thank God, because I don't want to stop!!\"\n\n\"Me neither!!\"\n\nChloe bit her knuckle to keep from screaming out too loud and looked at the walls again. The cowgirl position carvings were almost fully sunken into the wall, prompting her to call out, \"One more to go!!\"\n\nNadine's grin continued on through to the third position, putting Chloe on her hands and knees as she grabbed two handfuls of her ass. Chloe promptly abandoned her attempt at silencing herself and cried out in ecstasy as loud as she felt like--something Nadine savored with delight. Nadine leaned forward and lustfully growled, \"I love it when you turn into a screamer!\"\n\nChloe responded, \"I LOVE IT TOO!! FUCK ME HARDER!!\"\n\nNadine gave Chloe exactly what she wanted and started slamming into her pussy like a jackhammer. Chloe couldn't stop herself from crying out happily as she climaxed with Nadine gripping her hair gently. Mere seconds after the two were finished, the entire floor of the room began to descend as the sound of gears turning rang through the chamber. Chloe snuggled up to Nadine as the floor stopped at a staircase leading into another room.\n\nNadine and Chloe went wide eyed as they descended the steps. The room was filled to the brim with gold, jewels, silk, spices, and a beautiful sculpture of a group of women laying about completely nude at the center of the room. Chloe's enthrallment with the treasure was interrupted by Nadine wrapping her arms around her and purring, \"So, you think this could pay for the wedding?\"\n\nChloe giggled. \"Nadine, sweetheart, we could have twelve ceremonies one after the other with all of this.\"\n\n\"And so far, no zombies.\"\n\nChloe and Nadine cackled before kissing each other deeply, overjoyed that their expedition had paid off."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Succubi are notoriously hard to impregnate, a lucky trait given their line of work. But should they become impregnated, they become instant submissive slaves to the father. Which is what the blushing, heavily pregnant succubus explained to you after appearing at your door. | [
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"content": "*Ding Dong, Ding Dong*\n\n\"I'm coming, I'm coming,\" you say, rushing for the door. You weren't expecting anyone, or any deliveries- and one of the many good things about living in the middle of nowhere was that there weren't any door-to-door salesmen.\n\nYou open the door... and close it. You rub your eyes and look at the time on your watch. You rub your eyes again and look at your watch again.\n\nYou re-open the door... and the heavily pregnant succubus on your doorstep is still there. \"What. The. Fuck.\"\n\nThe *literal demon* looks at you sheepishly, holding her very pregnant belly. Your confusion is mostly because you fucked this demon last week- and her stomach was as flat as a board. There is no way she went from \"not showing\" to \"About to burst with triplets\" in seven days. \n\n\"They're yours,\" she said.\n\n...\n\n\"***SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FUCK***\"\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\n\"Lemme get this straight,\" Nate said, \"I got you pregnant.\"\n\n\"Correct,\" Xylnell said, cradling her engorged body. \n\n\"Despite the fact that I am infertile *twice over*.\"\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"And you're nine months pregnant... despite the fact that we fucked a week ago, and you were flat as a board.\"\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"How?\"\n\n\"Well...\" Xylnell said, \"It is... complicated. Us demons don't follow any biological rules, you see- it's much more related to spirit... which is why I need to stay with you. Our children require both of our spirits together in order to grow.\" he raised an eyebrow. \"If not, then I will be stuck like this for eternity.\"\n\n\"Okay... but how long is this going to take?\"\n\n\"You have a very strong spirit,\" she explained, \"Thus it is rather a question of how fast I can extract it from you, instead of how fast your spirit will regenerate. Anywhere from a week, to a month, most likely.\"\n\nHe sighed and stroked his beard. \"Okay. So how do I...\"\n\n\"Come here,\" she said. \"I would come to you, but...\" she motioned to her stomach. Nate got up, approached her.\n\nShe grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss. His beard ticked, but his lips were delicious. She pulled away and looked down. \"It's already working- see?\" She tapped her stomach, which was now much more manageable. She was maybe two months pregnant now- much better than being about to burst.\n\n\"Okay, wait,\" Nate said, tapping her belly, \"How come it's smaller now?\"\n\n\"It's... complicated,\" she said, \"But, if they're properly fed, my stomach should be completely flat. They'll appear in hell, already fully grown.\"\n\n\"Alright,\" Nate said, before checking his watch once more. \"Do you want something to eat?\"\n\n\"I would like that.\"\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\nXylnell's eyes crossed, as your fingers were soaked in her juices. A silent cry slid out of her throat, as her stomach finally retreated fully. \"Now,\" you said, pulling out your cock. \"Are you ready for the main course?\"\n\n\"Y-yes,\" she said, panting heavily. She slid her ankles past her head, displaying her vagina to you. \"P-please.\"\n\nYou jump on her, pressing her between the mattress and yourself. You pumped your cock in and out of her pussy, which grabbed at it hungrily, pulling it deeper and deeper. She arched her back, her entire body shaking once more. \"Y-you're so- ooooooohhhhhhh- so.... *Goooooooood*.\" she said, cumming again.\n\n\"You think that's good?\" you say, grabbing her large chest. \"Just wait until I really get going\\~\"\n\n\"I-I don't think I'll- ahhhh- survive-\" You squeezed, and she squealed in response. She wrapped her strong, sculpted legs around your lower back, \"I- I don't-\" she said, pushing you back and forth. \"Fu-uck me!!! F-fill me with your see-mhmmmmmmm,\" she cried, before you shushed her with your tongue.\n\nYou pulled away, and she yelled, \"Yes, yes, please, ruin me! Feed me! Oh my *gooooooooo-*\"\n\nYou cum, groaning loudly. You went as deep as possible, and Xyl moaned in a pitch you weren't sure actually existed. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her tongue slid out, shaking every which way. \n\nYou fell to her side, and she turned to face you. \"H-how are you... so... fucking... good???\" she demanded once her mind returned. \"I... one of them... is... already...\"\n\n\"Just one?\" you asked, holding her close, \"How many do you have?\"\n\n\"M-my line... is... renowned for... having... *large*... litters,\" she said, \"I... I have twenty.\"\n\n\"Left?\"\n\n\"Y-yes.\"\n\n\"Well then,\" you say, tweaking her nipple, \"I guess my schedule's filled for a long while, huh?\"\n\nXyl nodded. \"I think... you've ruined me...\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Her holy vow is demanded Chastity, but the scriptures were 100% clear that she was allowed to use any loopholes she wanted as long as she wasn't *technically* having sex... | [
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"content": "She spent many nights alone in the flickering lights of the ministries library flipping thought texts of the holly order. She has taken this vow and would follow it to the letter of the churches law. However, before taking this vow she was formerly the lead paralegal of a prestigious law firm in Manhattan. She knew that there were rules and then there was the letter of the law. The church was no different then that US legal system.\n\n\nAfter days of memorizing and learning the complex passing of the church she was able to learn a few facts as to what the church deemed as sex. \n\nIn the meeting of the holly order of Vartica it was discussed that sex was only sex if the parties in it wore less than 2/3rds of their clothing. In further readings of the 3rd meeting of the Cardinals of sin she found that it is the duty of ANY WOMEN, those celibate or not, was to keep clean the man and ensure that the sperm was not wasted. Finnaly, in an obscure writing in the 5th Vatican meeting she found that if the women does not know the man or his intentions she can not have committed sex as she was ignorant of his face and body.\n\nWith these rules in had she proceeded to go about a way to satisfy the ever growing needs between her legs."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [M4F] Platonic best friends discuss the most daring swimsuit she would be willing to wear. They would browse together swimwear sites running into some really nsfw swimsuit photos. | [
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"content": "(might have kinks not to your liking including pee stuff)\n\nwhen we started browsing as a dare to each other we didn't expect it to be so daring, from dissolving swimsuits to ones that turned transparant to those which had flaps that could be opened in areas that could be used in quite the daring settings. \n\nI picked out for myself one that had one of those flaps and she found one that had a special hidden catheter in it that could be in either a open or closed position. her reasoning is that it could be useful in case you need to pee when swimming and for horny situations she had a kink with.\n\n\"well at least both of ours don't show quite as much as some of the others we've seen.\" and she just laughed at that.\n\n(hope you like this short one"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Out of curiosity, you decided to look up your high school crush on social media. You didn't know what you expected to find, but an OnlyFans page was not it. | [
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"content": "\n\nI stared at the profile in disbelief. She always seemed so conservative about her body. Anytime a friend had a pool party she never wore a two piece or wore a long black shirt to cover herself up, she always wore dark leggings in gym class and what I can only guess was a industrial strength sports bra so nothing jiggled. But now I was looking at an OnlyFans page, and sure she doesn’t use her name but I’d recognize her anywhere. Jasmine Jade is unmistakably Skye Johnson, my high school crush. And for a mere $25 I could see everything I always imagined and more. But would it be right…\n\n…no, maybe it wouldn’t…but I’m sure I’m not the only classmate that has found the page and surely she must know it was a possibility. I have to. My curiosity and my hard cock need to see what’s on this page. \n\nA few simple steps later and my message function features a one next to it. I’ll check that later when I’m not so distracted. Her beautiful naturally tanned body that used to keep mine and so many other guys’ eyes busy during class was right there in lacy purple underwear. Somehow she looks even more amazing than I always imagine. That’s just the first post. \n\nNone of her videos are behind a paywall past the opening subscription and my God it is a treasure trove. The hours past as I get lost in my hottest fantasy’s come to life. \n\nHer pussy was tight like I always imagined. I was never so jealous of a six piece of silicon. That toy lived my dream getting to pull in and out of her pussy until it was soaked with her juices. God I want to lick that toy clean so bad… \n\nMy cock can’t take much more. It’s ready to burst. Just one more video. The perfect one appeared almost like magic. Jasmine was joined by another girl, another former classmate. Kenzie was, still is, an absolute smoke show. Legs for miles, tits you just wanted to fondle and lick, and an ass you wanted on your lap so bad. And ow here she was face down in between Jasmines thighs making Jasmine moan, grunt, and squeak with pleasure. If only it was me…"
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"content": "#content warning: [Urethral sounding] [Non-con] so [Rape]\n\n*Ruby was quite interested in the rumors of a human having cum that induces mind numbing orgasms. And as a succubus, she had also wondered at the energy she could get from it.*\n\n*Peering into his window, she sees that he was asleep, but not only that, he was also hard. Salivating at an already prepared meal, she slips her way into his bedroom and under his sheets. Pulling away his pants, his meat was then exposed. The smell intensifying Ruby’s hunger. Having no patience, she takes out a Urethral straw and inserts it all the way into his testicles. Sucking out his semen for a test taste.*\n\n*The moment the semen had hit her mouth, she had an orgasmic reaction as she savors the flavor.*\n\nRuby: *Hmm! This is ABSOLUTELY delicious! You, my dear human, have made it onto my favorites list. Mmm…I wonder how it’ll feel when it’s inside me~… I’m gonna increase his semen production! I want more of that succulent seed of his! Ah, I gotta make sure he can’t move first. Don’t want him waking up too soon~*\n\n*Ruby finishes casting her spells, and the human’s cock was throbbing with her sounding straw still inside. As she goes to pull it out, he had came. His load blasting Ruby in the face as it travels through the toy’s narrow spout.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Looking for some prompts for a young redhead finding out the truth about her father | [
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"content": "What if her father was a wizard who put a love/lust spell on her mother in order to make her want to sleep with him. When Lilith turns 18 she learns that one of the effects of being a product of this spell is that she can manifest the effects of the spell at will. (Induce a state of love/lust for her or someone of her choosing). The downside is that she finds herself in a state of insatiable lust herself."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] sleeping with a stranger prompts | [
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"content": "- It was absolutely the wrong table, but this blind date either didn't realise or saw the better option when you were sitting there. However, you didn't know this was a kinky-premise blind date...\n- Your parents are very traditional. It's... testing, but you can usually deal with it. But apparently they found an extraordinarily horny girl from the same region your parents emigrated from, and she's waiting for you upstairs in your bedroom..\n- you sat across from her.. the newbies at the D&D community table. I mean, you didn't want to come on too forward but this cosplaying elf was absolutely giving you a sultry look..\n- you delivered your 7th pizza for the night. You hate this job. But thank christ for the 'naked pizza temptress challenge'!\n- your friend passed you the biggest joint of your life. You're not new to this scene, but you only remember coming too when this stranger with tattoos and short black hair began straddling you.."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You're invited to plan your highschool reunion. But the co-organiser your old crush, keeps setting late night meetings.. | [
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"content": "\"not to be rude but are you trying to flirt with me?\" I asked just to be sure. \"finally you understand, how dense are you? a neutron star? I flirted with you since back then!\" \"well I guess I AM as dense as a neutron star because I just thought you were being friendly with me.\" \"why did I fall for the clueless idiot?\" \"you fell for a clueless idiot who also fell for you.\" and with that statement we started our relationship.\n\nwhen the school reunion came there were a few less people either due to not being able to travel there or for other reasons, even some of my old friends I lost touch with. one of them came to us with a big grin. \"so how are the 2 lovebirds doing? married?\" \"wha-? no we just started dating, why didn't you ask or say anything?\" I said \"well we tried but you are just so dense.\"\n\nafter a few bottles of beers we did it in the gymnasium and we woke up there in the morning exhausted. \"wow what a night huh?\" I asked. \"yeah, we should definitely be together.\" \"yeah, do you want to be engaged for a while because marrying sounds like a great plan.\n\n(keeping things like body type out of this and some other things for you to imagine yourself"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [pm] mindbreaking,femboy,monster promps PLS!!! | [
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"content": "Here's one I made about five months ago, hopefully it's an inspiring fit for you: \n\nHe wasn't transgendered per say, but it was easier for him to imagine himself as the dom in any porn while masturbating than a sub even if the only Doms were futa lamias & the only guy was the sub being happily impregnated with several lamia eggs in a lamia gangbang.\n\nAs he was getting closer and closer to cumming, his load became harder and harder to push out until he finally massively burst and let out a very sultry & feminine moan at the same time a similar moan came out beneath him.\n\nWaking up, he realized that instead of being himself in his room, he was now a futa lamia in the living room, seeding an egg in the boi pussy of one of his femboy roommates.\n\nWhile initially confused, it didn't take long for the pleasure (and convincing of his femboy roommates turned pregnant femboy harem) to happily accept & live as the futa lamia Dom he had become."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: 2 enemy spies, who both don't know eachother, accidentaly hooks up during a mission | [
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"content": "\nEm's sexy moans were too much for me to handle so I increased my speed in order to relieve myself. Her head was tilted back as she tried to contain her flapping breasts. Digging her fingernails into her breasts she screamed, \"faster Pomoni.\" She was European and what she screamed threw off me a bit but I managed to avoid distracting myself and finish with an orgasm that seemed to last an eternity.\n\nI laid down on my back with my eyes closed. \n\nI opened my eyes with a frightening realisation. 'Pomoni' was a code word used in FSIS, the Finnish intelligence agency, to refer to senior officers. I basically fucked my enemy. She was in the city to steal the same documents that I was.\n\nHer hands were over my dick again stimulating it. My heart was beating fast and I had no idea what I should do.\n\n\"C'mon get it up.\"\n\nShe came closer to me gently pushing herself against me and kissing my body. My dick wouldn't budge. \n\nShe looked up at me and smiled. She positioned herself so that my dick could feel the warmth and wetness of her pussy. That did the trick for me. Well that and an epiphany. She didn't know who I was and I could make use of that fact.\n\n---\n\nThe next day she went out with a promise to return in the night for me.\n\nWhen she arrived I was ready to tackle her and restrict her hands. I grabbed the documents out of her and tied her to the bed. \n\n\"Sorry darling, but it's my job. Anyways, I had a great time with you. Bye!\" I said triumphantly. \n\n\"Wait! You can still fuck me.\"\n\nI considered it. She tried to persuade me further.\n\n\"We've already fucked so many times now. Take the documents but at least pleasure me for the last time?\"\n\nShe was tied, she couldn't trick me even if she wanted to. I took my time to consider the decision, my eyes wandered to her chest and my mind rushed to the idea of unbuttoning her blouse to get a peak at her cleavage. The memory of my tongue between her breasts was still fresh and the thought of redoing that was overwhelming. \n\n\"Come here, touch me babe. I want your hands on my body.\"\n\nI approached her carefully. I slowly brought my hands to her chest and pressed them gently. She nodded approvingly. She jerked her head to shake off hair strands from her face and pulled herself making a kissing face. I just stared at her shaking my head. \n\n\"I am tied Frank, I can't do anything, all I'm asking you is to give me a good fuck, I deserve that much. Otherwise I'll forever think you were a weak beta boy who couldn't take what he wanted.\"\n\nI removed my pants hastily, somewhat angrily. My dick got erect moments after I started rubbing it against her pussy. I started fucking her.\n\nThe last thing I remembered was cumming inside her before waking up with a headache. It was morning. There was note on the bed explaining that she could get out of the knot due to the strong jerks of my strokes combined with the sweat on her skin due to the heat. She explained that I am very good at sex and that she enjoyed it very much. \n\nI failed, but at least I had a very good night. I thanked her silently for allowing me to orgasm before knocking me out."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: As the Princess’ consort, you have to obey her every command. Including things such as fondling and pleasuring her in public settings. | [
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"content": "Princess Bella sat regally at the grand state dinner, her emerald green eyes sparkling under the heavy chandeliers. Her chestnut hair was coiled up in an elaborate style, adorned by precious jewels twinkling in the candlelight. However, regardless of her poised exterior, her nerves were firing off like a pack of wild horses.\n\nHer fingers danced upon the piece of parchment tucked away in her bosom. A decree, a pronouncement she was slated to make that could change the course of her kingdom. The weight, the responsibility, the inevitable reality was enough to make her body tremble like a leaf.\n\n\"Alex,\" she called subtly, her voice barely above a whisper. \"I need to...calm my nerves.\"\n\nAlexander Blackwood, a man of charming wits, well sculpted body and enchanting blue gaze, rose from his seat with remarkable grace. \"Yes, Princess,\" he replied. His loyalty to Bella ran as deep as the ocean, and he was always eager to appease her in any way he could.\n\nKa-chink, ka-chink, ka-chink—his dress shoes echoed softly as he knelt before Bella. His hands, steady and strong, began sorting through the layers of her silken gown. The rustle of her dress was the only sound to betray what was transpiring, drawing the attention of some nearby guests. However, the refined crowd remained composed, their conversations continuing as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.\n\nFinally, Alex reached Bella's pussy, warm and inviting, hidden beneath layers of delicate undergarments. He pulled them aside, revealing her to his gaze. His lips met her sensitive flesh and suddenly, the frazzle of the room retreated into the background.\n\nHis tongue flicked against her clit, sending waves of pleasure cascading through her body, replacing the tension and anxiety within her. Her grip tightened on the armrests of her chair, knuckles turning stark white. His lips, his tongue moved with expertise, tasting her, drinking her in, cherishing her, like a man with a thirst that only she could quench.\n\nBella's heart pounded in her chest fiercely, breaths escaping in erratic bursts. Alex’s mouth was relentless, his tongue lapping against her pussy, coaxing sighs and moans from Bella that she valiantly stifled, biting down on her lower lip. She tangled her fingers through his dark hair, pulling him closer, guiding him deeper.\n\nThe pleasure surged like a torrent, drowning her, gripping her. She couldn’t keep the lust-filled moans from escaping her lips, the pleasure so intense she nearly forgot where they were. She sucked in a sharp breath, her climax racing through her like wild, untamed fire, leaving her gasping, her whole body shuddering against the onslaught of pleasure.\n\nA small, satisfied smile curled her lips. Alex rose from his knees, his blue eyes smoky with desire, shirt dishevelled, but every inch the charming character he always was. As if he had done nothing more than kneel to tie his shoe.\n\nIn the aftermath of the pleasure-induced haze, Bella found her worries dissolved. She was ready, ready to take on the challenges, face her fears. She was not alone; she had her trusted confidant with her.\n\n\"Thank you, Alex,\" she whispered gratefully, her voice strong yet tender, \"And now, we carry on.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Cooped up together during the rainy season, an elf girl and some goblins start getting bored and horny... | [
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"content": "As the relentless patter of rainfall continued to echo through the cottage, Elara, her long silver hair cascading down the curves of her slender body, couldn't help but feel the tension in the air. The tightness in her chest and the growing moisture between her legs were signs of her growing arousal. Meanwhile, the goblin boys - Grindle, Bramble, and Snick - wore restless expressions on their little brutish faces, their eyes gravitating towards Elara's outline every once in a while.\nGrindle, the dark-green-haired leader of the bunch, his eyes glinting under the dim candlelight, proposed, “She's fucking hot, isn't she? Let’s play a game,” a wicked grin plastered across his face.\nAfter sharing rambunctious laughter amongst themselves, Snick, the puckish blonde with freckles, clarified, \"We take turns. The highest bidder gets to have fun with Elara's tight little elf pussy. He thrusts as many times as his bid. If Elara cums, he gets a point. If he cums, he’s out. The winner is the one with the most points after everyone has cum.”\nElara, although taken by surprise, felt a strange mix of fear and excitement. The idea was wild yet intriguing. As she broke into an inviting smile, Grindle declared the beginning of the raunchy goblin bidding game. \nGently, almost hesitantly, Elara approached the center of the room where the boys were gathered in anticipation. She wore a simple forest green dress that clung to her body, accentuating her every curve. The garment, buttoned at the front, accentuated her ample bosom, providing a teasing glimpse of the lush valley in the cleavage. With each step, her dress swayed, revealing the lush expanse of creamy thigh exposed by a daring slit.\nAs Elara reached the center, she paused and turned her emerald green eyes towards the goblin boys. Her gaze smoldered with desire, a silent invitation to indulge in their shared yearnings. With a coy smile, she slowly began to unbutton her dress, one button at a time, the anticipation building with each unveiled inch of her skin.\nThe first button released, revealing the curve of her neck, delicate and bare, like an invitation to explore. The second, just below, revealed the gentle swell of her collarbone, an area untouched by the gaze of others. The third button, and it was as if a dam had burst open. Her ample cleavage spilled out, soft and supple, the milky-white skin beckoning for their touch.\nGrindle, his beady eyes wide with anticipation, licked his lips with a rare display of vulnerability. Bramble, the wiry goblin, couldn't help but let out an audible gasp, his sharp fangs shining in the dim light. Snick, the youngest and most innocent of the three, blushed furiously, his heart pounding in his chest.\nWith a graceful pirouette, Elara turned her back to the boys, revealing an expanse of smooth, milky skin that was usually hidden from the world. The fabric of her dress slid down her shoulders, her slender arms emerging like alabaster sculptures.\nBramble, unable to resist any longer, crawled closer to Elara, his rough hands tracing slow circles on her exposed back. The sensation sent shivers down her spine, igniting a dormant fire within her. Grindle followed suit, his fingers intertwining with Bramble's, creating a symphony of erotic exploration.\nSnick, still hesitant, watched with wide, curious eyes, his young mind struggling to reconcile the forbidden nature of their actions with the growing desire pooling in his groin. With a deep breath, he timidly reached out, his fingers trembling as they brushed along the soft curves of Elara's derrière.\nElara let out a soft moan, overcome with a cascade of sensations, and let her dress fall to the floor. The room smelled of wet earth and musky desire, the air thick with anticipation as their collective gasps and ragged breaths intermingled. She craved more, yearned for them to explore further.\nSinking down to the floor, Elara settled onto the cool wooden planks, her naked form glistening in the dim lighting. The goblin boys, their eyes full of awe and unbridled desire, followed her lead. \nGrindle, being the leader, went first with the highest bid of five thrusts. The others groaned audibly, but only their twinkling eyes bore any sign of the true anticipation and excitement they felt. Elara watched in silence as Grindle approached her, his beady eyes filled with lust and mischief.\nWithout wasting any time, Grindle positioned himself at her entrance. He was quite significant, definitely more than Elara had expected. As he began, each rough thrust elicited lewd moans from her, her pussy stretching to accommodate his unyielding goblin cock. By the fifth thrust, Elara found herself teetering on the edge of orgasm. But, Grindle was quick, pulling out just before she climaxes and her insides clamped down on him, earning him his first point.\nBramble was next with his bid of ten, a little too confident in his ability to hold back his orgasm. He plunged into Elara's slick elf pussy with an ardor that matched Grindle's. Bramble's confident grin faded with every thrust into her warm, tight pussy, and by the eighth thrust, he had lost to his rising pleasure, spurting his goblin cum inside her.\nLastly came Snick, the cheeky, inventive goblin with a bid of seven. He made every thrust count. His cock slid in and out of Elara's pussy, making her gasp and moan in pleasure. By the seventh thrust, Snick found himself dangerously close to climax. As he pulled out, the mischievous glint in his eyes was replaced by sheer satisfaction when Elara let out a deep moan, her body convulsing in orgasmic waves.\n“Guys…” Elara gasped out, face flushed from the relentless fucking. “I...I just… Need a break.”\nThe goblins’ immediate disappointed grumbling filled the room. Overlapping complaints of Grindle’s “I was just getting started!” and Snick’s echoing sentiment, “But we were so close!”\nElara propped herself up on her elbows, looking at both Grindle and Snick, her decision made up as she asked for silence, “Guys, guys, listen…\" She paused for them to focus. \"You’ve been generous and…impressive. I got to cum many times, so it doesn't seem fair you guys haven't yet.\" Her voice dipped low, a wicked glint in her eyes as she smirked at them.\n\"How about this... I'm declaring both of you winners. But to finish this game... you both get to cum on my face instead. That’s your reward.”\nGrindle and Snick shared a look, the initial disappointment in their eyes replaced by curiosity then acceptance. \"Fine by me,\" said Grindle, slowly stroking his goblin cock. He moved closer to the elf girl, his prick already springing back to action.\nSnick did the same, not missing a beat, already positioning himself parallel to Grindle. Both of their cocks were twitching, their shafts hard as stone as they poised themselves near Elara's pretty visage.\n\"Get ready, elven princess,\" smirked Snick, his grip tightening around his oversensitive member.\nIn a matter of seconds, Elara's face was painted with the lecherous evidence of the goblins' victory: Grindle and Snick’s cum streaking her cheeks, forehead, mouth, and chin. Rivulets of white dripping down, making hauntingly beautiful patterns against her fair complexion, glowing under the dim candlelight. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with pleasure as she exhaled, feeling satisfied, relieved, and most of all, victorious in their little game."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Prompt Me! Daddy Edition | [
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"content": "When a mischievous goth/punk college girl heard that her friend would be back in town from her out of state school for the summer, she decided to drop in unexpectedly to surprise her with plans for a day out on the town. It turns out her friend wouldn't be back for another week yet though, and the only one home was her recently single dad. Not that he didn't have his charms though... And a lot of the day was already planned..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The test is to pass one of three portals. Portal of Small, enlarged, or… | [
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"content": "binary switch. a portal which transforms you from your sex assigned at birth to the opposed sex. I chose that one and walked through it, when I did my clothes still fit but now I was a girl and I checked my ID which had transformed too.\n\nwhen I was home I threw off my clothes and looked in the mirror. I felt happy about it but I was also horny. I had to first eat dinner so I put on my clothes and had dinner with my family. when I was done and everything was clean I went into my room and masturbated. I came and felt amazed by how good everything felt.\n\nI then went shopping for a one piece swimsuit and went to the pool next. when there I swam for a bit until it was time to go home. I had forgotten to bring any underwear so I had to wear my jeans without them and without a bra. everything was sensitive and I came multiple times before I was home.\n\nwhen I was home I also tried a dildo to see how that goes and it felt amazing. eventually I got a larger one and I got one for my butt that was long and flexible. those were amazing as well an I got a butt plug for fun. also playing with my own boobs was nice.\n\n(hope you liked it"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Two cultists are secretly using one another to try to summon their respective elder god. Unbeknownst to both of them, their elder gods are in cohoots to get them laid | [
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"content": "**Part 1/2**\n\n“Right.” Helena finished the final line of her ancient Greek inscription with a flourish. “Now, O great Dionysus; what is the final step to summon you back to this realm?”\n\n\r \n“*Good work, my disciple*.” The hedonistic god’s voice reverberated inside her head. “Turn to the final page of the tome.”\n\n\r \nHelena flipped through until she was at the back of the heavy book at her feet. The pages were worn with age, and she squinted at the print as she did her best to remember from her lessons. “It says…” She peered closer. “A virgin sacrifice is required. Of… of a devout maiden, I think, from a different creed.” She winced in discomfort. “Dionysus, I don’t know if I can-”\n\n\r \n“*Oh, no, no, that’s got it all wrong*.” The god’s usually calm voice was suddenly a tad more animated. “*Typical mistranslation from one of those Renaissance scribes… a better translation would be that you must sacrifice the virginity OF a devout maiden of a different creed. You certainly don’t have to kill anybody, Zeus forbid.*”\n\n\r \n“Oh.” Helena nodded slowly, shoulders relaxing in relief. “Wonderful, that’s much less-” The meaning of what Dionysus had just said dawned on her. “Wait…” She felt herself starting to blush. “You mean that I’ll have to – I’m supposed to have… *relations* with the maiden?”\n\n\r \n“Yes, exactly,” Dionysus said encouragingly. “What more appropriate way to channel the god of unruliness and bodily pleasure than a boundary-breaking sexual liaison?”\n\n\r \n“I suppose…”\n\n\r \n“*Besides*.” His voice was suddenly a little more gentle. “*You do like her, don’t you?*”\n\n\r \n“I…” Helena felt herself blushing again. She knew they were both thinking of the same person. Portia, the beautiful girl from across the valley with the honey-coloured hair. They took the walk into town often together, spent long evenings together in the summer, even once or twice – Helena felt an unusual shivering sensation in the pit of her stomach – even once or twice had bathed together in the stream when the water was warm enough. They were the only people to know that the other practised rituals to the old gods, though Portia had no time for Dionysus. But…\n\n\r \n“It’s implausible, my lord.” Helena rested her hand on her chin glumly. “Portia must have her pick of all the boys from the village. Besides, I’m not sure two girls can even…” She blushed, and didn’t finish the sentence.\n\n\r \n“*Ah…*” Dionysus sounded thoughtful. “*You are a product of your time, my dear. When I observed my people from the heights of Olympus in their glory years, the conquests of Alexander and the lyrics of Sappho, love was not the exclusive property of man and woman together. It is possible, I assure you.*” In her mind Helena felt the reverberation of what might have been a chuckle. “*As for ‘how’, well… I would hate to deprive you of the chance to find out for yourself.*”\n\n\r \nHelena felt a strange mixture of nervousness and excitement blossoming inside her. “I don’t know…” she said uncertainly.\n\n\r \n“*This is the only way to summon me*,” Dionysus reminded her. “*The cult of Dionysus would remember you forever for this.*”\n\n\r \nHelena nodded slowly, and finally stood up. “I’ll do it.” She reached for her cloak. “Wait patiently, my lord, for our work will soon be consummated.”\n\n\r \nThere was that chuckle again. “*Quite*.”\r \n\r \n\\*\\*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [QP] "But... how do you train your foxgirl?" "You fuck her" | [
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"content": "I've had so much fun with this! That was an amazing prompt and really makes me want to do a lot more fox stuff!\n\n​\n\n \"But... how do you train your foxgirl?\"\n\n\"You fuck her\"\n\n“Wait, are you serious?”\n\n“Yeah, I couldn’t believe it at first either. But then I saw some experts on TV talking about it. They invited a trainer, a biologist, you know the whole thing. I hate to admit it, but it really showed me how wrong I’ve handled my foxgirl before.”\n\n“Uhm, okay… What did they say?”\n\n“So basically, they started off with some really boring history stuff. Like foxgirls being seen as tricksters in the past usually. Some modern studies showed that apparently it has always been interpreted the wrong way and that misbehaving and pulling pranks on you is actually another form of begging for attention during mating seasons.”\n\n“That actually makes sense… I think.”\n\n“So what we’re supposed to do is to not give in and instead assert our dominance and aid them with sexual relief. I’m not really sure about the smart terms the biologist threw around but you basically need to act before they do. The trainer showed an example where he bent his foxgirl over the couch of the set and grabbed the base of her tail to keep her in place. And then-”\n\n“Wait, they showed that on live TV?”\n\n“Yeah, it was useful advice. I tried it the same day and every day from then on. It actually works! She’s so nice and docile now, occasionally coming in for cuddles and belly rubs.”\n\n“Your foxgirl just let’s you fuck her? Just like that?”\n\n“Well, actually, it wasn’t that easy. I didn’t know if I was doing it right but she quickly started wagging that tail. Made me sneeze and lose my grip. Next thing I know is me lying on the floor getting my hips pulverised. Took me some effort to get her back down. To be honest, I wouldn’t have minded being at the bottom. That was the first time she showed some sign of affection but they said it’s not good if you let them have their way with you. Learning bad habits and all that.”\n\n“So you’re supposed to be on top always?”\n\n“I don’t think they said ‘always’. I let her be on top sometimes as a reward for behaving well, so I guess the training must have worked to some degree. Although you may want to keep control of their hips. My girl knows absolutely no restraint and is a little heavier than she should be. Partly my fault for feeding her too many snacks, but sometimes I just can’t resist my big soft foxo. The neighbours have already complained about the noise though. 'Sounds like you're running a marathon with soggy flip-flops' they say.”\n\n“I see, my small floofer is probably just very spoiled then. She’s a bit on the shorter side but mischievous like all hell.”\n\n“Oh they said the smaller breeds are infamous for that. I remember them showing a trick for that though. If your foxgirl is light enough, you’re supposed to just pick them up and give them a good dicking while they dangle in the air. Don’t hug them too tight so they can breathe properly. They will hold on to you by themselves. Oh and wear some old sturdy clothes in case she got sharp nails.”\n\n“I’ll totally try that when I get home. I bet she knocked something over while I was gone.”\n\n“Yeah, tell me how it went tomorrow! Don’t forget to reward her with a treat afterwards to fortify the learning effect.”\n\n“Okay, what treats do you suggest?”\n\n“Oh usually she wants to give a cleanup blowjob. I only let her lick though. She only gets to swallow the whole thing when she has been extra good. Along with some ear scritches, she loves that.”\n\n“What about creampies?”\n\n“Oh don’t give those as treats! It’s a mandatory addition to their main meals though. A small foxgirl like yours may be completely filled up with a single creampie, but I need to work extra hard with my larger breed.”\n\n“That was a lot of info, thanks a lot! Maybe we should have a little meet and greet sometime? I’m sure they will love each other!”"
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"content": "As she dropped her pants, I realized what she had actually meant. As she begins to unsheathe her horsecock, I begin rethinking about my decision.\n\n“Aw~, there’s no backing out now, Noah. You *did* agree to this after all. Now, would you want to comply and gently take this. Or should I come over there myself?” Alice had teasingly said. She seems eager to just pounce on me, but was considerate enough to give me a choice in this.\n\n(Split path. I’ll write the two, but others are welcome to write their own editions of the two paths. Do put *[Path Name Here]* at the beginning.)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: How many times do I have to tell you to knock before you enter my room bro! W-wait what are you doing with your phone? Ugh, why does my head feel so funny? Was my shirt always this tight? | [
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"content": "You get up, preparing to yell at your brother to get out of your room-\n\nYour brother orders you to sit, so you do. You must. He sits on your bed. He orders you to stand. You do. \"Yes?\" you say, wondering what he wants. He smirks, and your medium-sized chest feel tight- well, tighter, since you wore an undersized shirt.\n\nYou blush, as you realize that you've forgotten to wear a shirt to cover your immense chest. You cover it with your hands, until he orders you to show him your chest. You do, sticking out your bouncy teats for his examination. He orders you to turn around, and you do, showing your small hips and your thin butt. You hope it's sufficient for him. \n\nHe orders you to turn around, and you do. You cover your bare nethers, as your bouncy rear end spins. He orders you to show off, and you do, shaking your very wide hips to a beat only you can hear. Your thighs clap together, jiggling like the rest of you. You open your mouth to speak-\n\nAnd a slutty moan escapes your bee-stung lips. You giggle, and dance for your master, doing your best to get him excited. You hear ringing in your ears, which is probably from the bell resting in your cleavage. You pull your hot-pink hair out of your eyes and catch a glimpse of yourself in your master's full-body mirror. \n\nYou are still the same bimbo you always were. You have very long bat ears sticking out of your veritable waterfall of hot pink hair. Sticking out of your temples are two long, smooth horns, the perfect size for your master to grip as you suck his juicy cock. There's not a thought hiding behind those bright blue eyes, and your mouth is stuck in a permenant \"O\". \n\nYou have another set of ears, where a normal human's ears should be. Except these are long and pointed, and you know for experience that they make you even hornier and sluttier than you already are. \n\nYour arms are replaced by a pair of huge wings, with the softest feathers imaginable. Your master adores sleeping in them, especially when he's using your massive mammaires as pillows. You can't really handle anything with them, but that's fine- your job is to service your master, not do silly things like open doors and junk. \n\nYou have a tiny little waist, with a tight little tummy, despite your best efforts to get pregnant.\n\n6 fluffy fox tails stick out of your back. Each of them are long enough to cover you completely, and since you can control them, you do that a bunch, because clothes are silly. They're over your massive ass and your huge hips. Your legs are relatively normal, except for how thick they are. They jiggle with every step you take. \n\nYour mind grows fuzzy and starts to hurt. Y-you aren't this sex-monster! You... you were something else, right? Master wasn't always your master.... right? He was your... your...\n\nThinking is hard. It hurts your little bimbo head, so you stop trying to think. You bounce around, listening to the clanging of the bell. \n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*.\n\nYour big titties bounce around, making the bell make noises. After a particularly hard bounce, a little milk spills out- like a cow!\n\n\"Mooo!\" you say, giggling. \"I'm master's dumb little cow!\" you giggle. \n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*.\n\nWith every noise the bell makes, your mind slips away a bit. The thoughts come, but you just bounce more. You even coil your large lamia tail beneath you, like a... a...\n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*\n\nLike a thingy! A bouncy thingy! Like you! \"Gosh, I'm like, so smart!\" you say, \"I'm so, like, intell... iletil... Smarty pants, that master should, like, totes bring me to his job- I could, like, be a secretitty or something! Suck his yummy cock under his desk.\"\n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*\n\nSpeaking of your master, where is he?\n\nHe?\n\n\"Oh, gosh, I'm like, such a bimbo!\" you giggle. Mistress wasn't a he!\n\nYou turn around, looking for your mistress. The last time you saw her, she was... uh... On the bed?\n\nYou look at the bed but see no mistress. \"Like, Mistress?\" you call out, confused.\n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*\n\nYou wonder where she is and look at the clock. There were numbers, but you knew that! You were the best at numbers! How else would you know that the greatest number of times you can cum is, like, a bunch more than a lot?\n\nThere was one that looked like a cock and a ball... which was... The one after... uh... 2? And there were two more of the same numbers, which looked like two titties!\n\nYou giggle, and bounce some more, watching your titties bounce, and listening to the bell.\n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*\n\nWhat was it you were thinking about again?\n\nOh right! Mistress!\n\nSo, because of the number thingies on the number thingy, she knew that mistress usually came by when the one that looked like the outline of titties went by. Your thinkies started hurting really badly, so you bounced a bunch to take your mind off of it.\n\nSo, mistress usually came back when the titty outline was on. But right now, it wasn't- the cock was on. \n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*\n\nYou thought really hard- as hard as your little bimbo brain could manage. You licked some of the milk flowing from your teats with your super long tongue. Your hands came to rest underneath your gargantuan cleavage, sad that you weren't filled to the brim with mistress's hot cum.\n\nThe door opened, and in walked Mistress. \"Mistress!\" you shout, slithering up to her. \"Like, Tina totes found you!\"\n\nYour mistress laughed and stroked your head. \"Of course you did, my little slut,\" she said, picking you up easily. She dropped you onto the bed, and you bounced around a little, hearing the bell clanging. \"And good sluts get rewards\\~\" she said. You agreed- you were a very good slut.\n\nShe set her phone down on the table and pulled down her suit-pants, revealing her gargantuan cock. \"Go on,\" her mistress said. \"*suck*.\"\n\nYou squealed in whorish glee, getting down to be face to cock with your mistress. Just the scent of it was enough to make you cum, but you had a job to do. You plant your lips around the cock's head and pushed forwards. Eventually, you managed to get past the barrier, and now the entire cock was your oyster. You savoured it, each inch of the two-foot rod being like heaven to your lust filled brain. \n\nEvery time you paused, or changed direction, the cowbell clang.\n\n*Clang, Clang, Clang*.\n\nEventually, Mistress came. You rushed over to the head and sealed your bee-stung lips around the head. Your hot, salty reward spewed out of your mistress' cock, every taste making you cum more and more. \n\nYour mistress then lifts you up forcefully, and throws you onto the bed, climbing up on you. \"I don't think that's reward enough\\~\" she said, plunging.\n\nYou agreed. You were mistress' little cum slut after all."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] This is my first post on here and I thought I just ask you wonderful people directly to prompt me. Just ask for anything you can think of, but I highly prefer writing of a dom female. | [
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"content": "Spring break to the beach was always a big deal in your friend group, and as the years went on, it seemed like more and more people joined in on the annual event. This year proved to be the biggest gathering yet and the week was looking great. \n\nUnfortunately, that also meant transportation was the worst it'd ever been. Your car pool was maxed out. No one wanted to be the one who had to double-up on a seat. No one except you, that was. See, you had a plan. Your crush was in the same car, so that morning you put on your best imitation of being irritated at the ordeal, dressed up in a short skirt and positioned yourself right on his lap for a long, and certainly bumpy, ride. Double entendre intended."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A cookie here... An ice cream there... Sneaking the occasional snack at her new job was quickly becoming a habit for her. Her boss didn't seem to mind. Of course, the fact that her bras seemed to be getting tighter and tighter might have had something to do with it... | [
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"content": "Part 1\n\n-------------------------------------\n\nThe job at the pharmaceutical company came along at just the right moment for me. I had been without a job for a couple weeks and things were getting tight. Running low on money. Rent was past due. Nothing but macaroni and cheese from a box for dinner for the last week. \n\nYeah - it was the perfect job at the right time. I didn’t ask a whole lot of questions. It was just a standard secretary job after all. \n\nIn retrospect I probably should have asked more questions - or maybe not. I am quite happy with the result. \n\n“Ann! Welcome to ‘Life Products’. This is your desk here. You will be helping Dr. Madison. He is a bit eccentric but a marvellous man,” the lady from HR said as she showed me to my desk outside of the Doctor’s lab. \n\n“IT should have you all setup and ready to go. Your biggest responsibility is to keep the doctor on track. He loses track of time and misses meetings when he is ‘geeking out’,” shoe said with big air quotes, “in his lab. Get him to meetings on time and you will do just fine,” she said with a big smile. \n\nI sat down at my desk and logged in. Check my calendar which was synchronized with the doctor’s calendar and then just sat there - waiting for the reminder for his ten AM meeting. \n\nThe reminder finally popped up, so I knocked on his lab door. \n\n“Doctor? Doctor? You have a meeting in fifteen minutes!” I yelled into the lab. \n\n“Meetings! Stupid meetings! I have important work to do!” He mumbled as he walked up to the door. He looked like a movie mad scientist. Crazy hair, glasses and a white lab coat. “Who are you?” He asked. \n\n“I am Ann,” I said with a big smile, “your new secretary.”\n\n“You are very skinny,” he says bluntly. “You need to eat more.” \n\nMy stomach gave a gurgle as if right on queue. The first pay check couldn’t come soon enough. \n\nHe left for his meeting and so I sat back at my desk - just waiting for something to do. \n\nThe doctor came back about an hour and a half latter with two cookies - chocolate chip cookies. He set them on a napkin on my desk. \n\n“Eat something,” he said with a wink. \n\n“Thank-you, doctor,” I said with a big smile. \n\nOnce he was in his lab I devoured the cookies. They were so good. I could have eaten a plate full of them. I am sure a month of barely eating had nothing to do with it. \n\nThat night when I got ready for bed I glanced in the mirror. My boobs barely fill my B-cup bra. I had always lost and gained weight first in my chest - so I guess it wasn’t a surprise - it was just somehow…. Disappointing. With nothing I could do about it I went to bed. \n\nI next morning I was putting on my bra and it was tight - I had filled the cup and then some. I was overflowing the cup - the bulging over the edge of the cup. Trying on several bras, I realized it was me - not the bra. \n\nI tossed on a baggy shirt and would have to pick up a new bra after work. I didn’t have money for a new bra. Fuck. I checked my bank account balance - fifty three dollars. With still nine more business days to go until I got paid - I will have to make do. \n\nI got to my desk and checked my calendar. The doctor had three meetings this morning. He was already working in his lab. I got a coffee and brought it into him. \n\n“Doctor?” I called out.\n\n“There is no way I have a meeting yet,” he mumbled from behind a stack of papers. \n\n“I just brought you a coffee,” I said with a smile.\n\n“Ann. Thank you,” he said taking the cup from me. “You look so thin - are you eating enough? I am worried about you.”\n\n“I am gone, really,” I lied. \n\n“I bought two breakfast sandwiches at Tim Horton’s this morning,” he said sliding one over to me, “have one with me.”\n\nThe smell of the egg, sausage and cheese made my stomach betray me and I snarfed it down before the doctor had eaten even half of his. \n\nHe chuckled at me. “What do I have for meetings today?” He asked. \n\n“Three of them. Ten, eleven thirty and two thirty. The eleven thirty will be serving lunch and going over the lunch hour,” I said professionally. \n\n“I wish they would just let me work,” he sighed.\n\n“Sorry, nothing I can do about that,” I said with a little smile. I went back to my desk and checked my mail. I really had nothing to do but keep the doctor on time. \n\nMy boobs ached in my too tight bra. It was bad enough I consider going without - knowing that was a bad idea in a professional setting like this. \n\nThe doctor brought me back a Boston cream donut from his ten o’clock meeting. It was enough to keep me going through the lunch break - where I just drank water. The doctor brought me two sandwiches and a cookie from his lunch meeting. \n\nI ate them as slowly as I could - savouring them. \n\nAfter his two thirty meeting he brought me an ice cream treat. \n\nHe swore everything was meeting left overs, I was so hungry that I just didn’t care. \n\nMy stomach wasn’t rumbling when I went home that night - first time in a long time. \n\nI stripped off my bra as soon as I walked in the door. The cups had pressed lines deep into my tender boobs. The lines were red and sore. I rubbed the lines - trying to sooth my sore breasts. \n\nGod - it felt so good. I got some moisturizer and warmed it up in my hands and spread it over my chest. I swear my tits had grown today. I moisturized - using the moisturizer like massage lotion.\n\nI gasped when I massaged over my nipples - my breasts were just so sensitive - but it was a good sensitive. I sat on the couch and rubbed my breasts. Working in big circles around the whole breasts and working my way slowly in to my nipples. \n\nI was moaning softly by time my fingers reached my hard nipples. The areolas were tight and bumpy under my fingers - the barest touch of them making me gasp. \n\nI squished my nipples between my fingers - mostly loudly as I did so. God - they feel so good. Pulling on them gently. Rolling my nipples between my fingers. I aches for a tongue to lick my nipples - for a mouth to suck on them. \n\nI don’t know how long I played with my nipples but it was a slow build with a quick release when I cam. It was so intense my whole body shook from the orgasm. \n\nI went to bed early. \n\nThe next morning I knew my boobs had grown. They were easily twice the size of when I went to bed. They were big and round and perky. They were porn star tits and just as big. \n\nI looked in the mirror - turning from side to side. They had to be at least an F-cup. What the hell was going on? \n\nThere was no way I was going to be able to stuff these monsters into my little B-cup bra. \n\nI searched through my closet for something I could hide them with. I found a sweater that had enough stretch. I pulled a t-shirt over my tits - the fabric straining - and then the sweater over top. It wasn’t comfortable but at least it didn’t look like I was going braless. \n\n“You are looking good,” the doctor said as I brought him his coffee. His eyes lingering on my chest. I had never had a chest worth staring at - it gave me a little thrill. “I brought you another breakfast sandwich,” he said with a smile - sliding it over to me."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After a long day’s work, you return home. Your roommate seems to notice your stress, and invites you to lay down on their lap at the couch. They have a method as to relieve your stress. | [
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"content": "You hate your job. Well, okay, you don't hate it, but fuck does it drive you crazy. On paper it's pretty awesome. As a bartender at one of the nicest strip clubs in town, you do very well in tips and get to enjoy the show. But your manager is very strict about limiting contact between the girls and other staff. Especially male staff. No talking, no touching, nothing. Which means you get very pent up during your work day.\n\n\nYou get home and flop face first onto the couch. Today had been especially difficult. The club had been booked out for some special event with mildly S&M undertones, which meant the girls were all dressed up in skimpy leather bottoms and corsets. Throw that on top off a busy bar, and your day drained you but left you aching for more. \n\n\nEnter your roommate. Sam was a childhood friend, but you went separate ways during college. You just so happened to move to the same city where you reconnected. You were both looking for a roommate at the time so it just made sense. Right now, though, you regret it. Sam is hot. She could easily be one of the girls at your work. She's a few inches shorter than you, with a slim toned body, a round ass that fit her frame nicely, and small but firm breasts with nipples that poke through her shirt when she's braless at home. Which she is right now. It's taking everything you have not to stare at the slight bounce with every step she takes. She's in a long loose tee with short shorts on underneath. You try to ignore the sway of her hips as she walks, the way her long brown hair brushes her lower back, the curve of her hips, the- fuck. You're doing it again. You bury your face in the couch and try to think of anything else. \n\n\nHer soft footsteps pad up behind you. \"Rough day?\" She asks. You grunt in response. You jolt as you feel a hand trail down your back and breath in your ear. \"I might have something for that.\" You hear her running off, and turn just in time to see her door slam shut. Huh. You sit on the couch, trying to find a position that covers your erection. Sam can be very flirtatious some times, but that's just how she is. Right?\n\n\nYour first clue that something's up is when the music comes to life. A low thumping bass accompanies a rhythmic technical melody. Sam's door swings open and your jaw drops. She\"s wearing a thin black croptop that exposes her toned midriff, tight jean shorts, and fishnet leggings. You don't think you've ever seen her in something more intentionally sexy than a short dress, this is on an entirely different level.\n\n\nShe walks up to you. \"Here's the deal. You can look, touch, and play with yourself. But in return, when I come home from a shitty day at work, I expect the same. Do we have a deal?\"\n\n\nYou stare dumfounded, before nodding your head in agreement. She gives a slight smile and without a word, begins to dance. She lets her hips sway from side to side as she runs her hands up and down her thighs. Slowly undulating to the music she lets her hands creep up her torso until she's squeezing her breasts. You can make out her nipples pebbled beneath the thin fabric. She turns away from you and with a swift motion pulls her top over her head. Her bare back confirms that she is indeed braless.\n\n\nShe bends low and begins to wriggle out of the tight shorts. In her bent position you catch glimpses of her bared breasts, jiggling slightly with her movement. You realize you're stroking yourself through your jeans as you watch her. She inches her shorts down her legs, exposing more and more of her round ass. The fishnets go all the way up, accentuating the black lacy thong seated between her cheeks. She finishes pulling the shorts off and stands up, still facing away from you. She continues to dance and sway to the music. Quickly, she turns on her heels to face you. Her hands are covering her breasts still. She walks confidently towards you until she's inches from your face. She slides her hands up her chest, fingers trailing over her skin, and languidly reaches her arms up above her head in an exaggerated stretch. The position pulls her breasts taut against her chest. Her nipples are coral pink. You reach out a hand uncertainly at first, then more confidently as she makes no move to stop you. Her nipple is hot and hard beneath your palm, you gently pinch it then rub it between two fingers. She lets out a moan, surprising you. You reach your other hand out, caressing her barely clothed crotch. You notice one lip is partially uncovered and you rub one finger over it. She shudders, and grabs your wrist.\n\n\n\"Not now. This is about you.\"\n\n\nShe lowers herself to her knees, looking up at you, never breaking eye contact. Still staring at you she unbuckles your belt and unfastens your pants. You stifle a gasp as she grasps your hard shaft through your boxers. Deftly, she pulls you free of the cotton material, and electricity shoots up your body as skin touches skin. Hot breath washes over you as she leans in. Your cock pulses slightly, precum leaking from its swollen tip. Slowly, teasingly, she runs her tongue up your shaft in one long, fluttering, lick. You throw your head back and grip her bare shoulders. She finally takes your head in her mouth, hot and wet. She bobs up and down, tongue swirling around the tip. Her hand grips the remainder of your shaft, lubricated by the drool that drips free of her lips. Her free hand gently rubs your balls, and you feel yourself rapidly approaching orgasm. With the stimulation of the day coupled with Sam's actions, it doesn't take long. You feel yourself swell and burst, cum flooding her mouth. She never stops bobbing her head or moving her hands, coaxing your orgasm, stretching it for what feels like minutes. \n\n\nFinally milked dry she pulls back, and swallows the remainder of your cum. You pant, spent, as she stands back up.\n\n\n\"My turn next time.\"\n\n\nShe turns and walks back to her room, but not before you notice the wetness coating her inner thighs. As you watch the rhythmic popping and dropping of her ass, you think to yourself that work might not seem so bad anymore."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Let's play Mermaids! | [
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"content": "we didn't have any ready but we didn't care enough so we went for it. the feeling was freeing after the initial little awkwardness. the water was fine and a little warm even, after a while Amy and I went for a kiss as a joke, now having now the confidence to do it.\n\nafter that kiss our worlds took a spin for the better as we both realized we liked each other even since then and that was the kick off for our relationship. we also continued playing mermaid for most of the day until it was time to go.\n\n(hope you like the short story, if anyone wants to write \"play mermaids\" part of this you can since I don't really know how to write that"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The Cursed Anklet | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] I've got a few hours to kill and a creative itch to scratch. Got a prompt that never received a reply? Send it my way and I'll try write a couple paragraphs for each of them. | [
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"content": "Pick any from these 3\n\nThe guys prank the girls swim team by changing their swimsuits with identical ones that become transparent when wet.\n\nThe cheerleaders have their underwear stolen, so they’ll have to do their routine with flips and kicks commando.\n\nAs the volleyball team is sponsored by college, the girls team will have to go bottomless to show off the results of a shave.\n\nOf course all of these events are being broadcast on live tv."
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