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Write a story using this writing prompt: “You know, you’ve got a pretty flat chest” Emma’s friend had told her at the beach after she explained she’d lost her swimsuit. “You could wear this boy’s trunks I found and nobody would be able to tell that you’re not a boy”…. | [
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"content": "\"why did you have it ready and did you take it?\" I asked with a serious tone. she looked like she was caught but I was also a little curious if it would work. \"just give it to me, no time to get anything else.\" I said while grabbing the shorts. she was known for these kind of pranks so I didn't bother lecturing her.\n\nI went into a stall and changed myself. when I came out I went to my friend and grabbed her arm and pushed my chest into it. \"are you ready to go?\" I asked her, I was blushing a little and she was getting a little red herself. \"yeah, it looks great on you btw.\" we walked to the beach and we put sun cream on each other for the sun.\n\na guy walked by and was looking at me for a bit and I caught him staring. \"jeez did you always wear a tank top the beach dude?\" I just looked away in embarrassment, I heard a sorry coming from his direction but I didn't mind it too much. we just swam and played on the beach. no one really questioned it and we just minded our own business.\n\nwe saw some rock formation that hid a small part of the to a degree and we went behind it. I pulled it slightly down and started to masturbate. when I was done I saw her smiling at me next to me, pulling her fingers out of hers. she had brought a little ball with her. \"I dare you to put this inside of you.\" she said with a smug face. I managed to put it in also with the help of the water and its tendency to bob on it.\n\nwe swam some more and we went to our towels to dry off walking was a bit awkward but when we were done and home I still had it in.\n\n(hope you liked it"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When she signed up to do an attack of the 50 foot woman photo shoot, she didn't know the photographer's secret to getting great shots would be to actually make her 50 ft tall! | [
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"content": "Hannah sighed. \"Right, Frank,\" she said, standing in front of his latest creation. \"We're here.\"\n\nIt was just her luck to be partnered up with Frank, of all people. Yeah, he was a genius, and he could have probably done the entire project on his own- but he was also *weird*. Case in point, this... *machine*. Just from what she could see, there was a rocking horse, a dog-cage, a mannequin with a maid outfit, several snakes, some kind of robot that played smooth jazz, a mechanical eyeball looking at a boiling kettle, a small collection of empty ramen packages, a few shake-weights, and an oar. \n\n\"Yo! F!\" Charles said, following after her. Compared to Frank's brains, Charles was entirely brawn. 'Good of Heart, Dumb of Ass\" would be the easiest way of explaining him. He was the third person in their little group.\n\n\"Ah, perfect,\" Frank said, emerging from a pile of rubber spiders, carrying a knife wielding crow, \"Welcome to the TDQRAaMTD!\"\n\nCharles paused. \"The what?\"\n\n\"Trans-Dimensional Quantum Reality Alterator and Molecular Transfer Device!\" he said, placing the crow within a pile of flour, \"It utilises-\"\n\n\"Simple words, Frank.\"\n\n\"It'll make *you* into a giant monster girl, and then take us to an alternate reality where everyone disappeared- so you can destroy things to your heart's content,\" he said, \"and while you do that, Charles will be driving us around.\"\n\n\"I have one other question,\" Charles said.\n\n\"What's your question?\"\n\n\"Can I fly a helicopter?\"\n\nFrank paused feeding lightning bugs to the snakes. \"... *can you* fly a helicopter?\"\n\nThe lug shrugged, \"I got my pilot's licence when I was 15. Used to dust my old man's fields with an old Ag Cat I fixed up over the summer. I also got experience flying news choppers, and I landed a jumbo-jet once.\"\n\n\"Then yes, you may fly any helicopters we come across.\"\n\nCharles celebrated whooping and hollering, before Hannah asked, \"Okay... so... make it go?\"\n\n\"One thing first,\" he said, throwing her multiple different types of bags. \"If you carry these with you, they'll grow and change to fit your new form.\"\n\n\"How do you know?\"\n\nHe motioned to his pet crow, \"Tested it on Bandit and I multiple times- with multiple different forms. Every one of them worked.\"\n\nHannah looked inside one of the bags and found a skimpy bikini top almost immediately. \"Do I even want to ask where you got this?\"\n\n\"I bought it at Target,\" he said, \"Said it was for a school project- technically true.\"\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\nSomething pinched her nose, waking her up. She pulled the... *crab* off of her nose and examined her new body. She immediately noticed how *big* she was- the crab she was holding between two huge claws was barely the size of a grain of sand. Hell, a whale swam past, and it was about the size of her forearm.\n\nShe wasn't only bigger in terms of scales- which was ironic, given how she looked like a monster girl version of Godzilla, but that was for a later time- but she was also *much* bigger... as in, tits. Back home, she was a small B cup at best. Now?\n\nShe was *at least* an F. They were perfectly circular, and awful soft. She didn't have visible nipples, but an exploratory poke with one of her claws revealed that the sensitive spot was still there. \n\nFurther exploration revealed some *rock-hard* abs, wide hips, and a very defined ass. Her thighs were also much thicker than they were before, and the outsides were covered in dark scales.\n\nNow was a 'later time'- she looked like a monster girl version of Godzilla. Or a legally distinct reptilian kaiju. She had large, reptilian feet- with velociraptor-like sickle claws- which led up to scaled legs, and the scale-free inner thighs. Her tail, which was very thick and longer than she was tall, had Stegosaurus plates going from the tip up to the back of her neck. She also had two large horns sticking out of her temples. From what she could feel, her face was human- except for its colour, and her sharp teeth. She even had hair- which was as dark as the rest of her. Her arms were also scaled similarly to her legs. Her claws had their own muscles, which made her look like she had 4 joints in each finger. \n\nShe stood up, her head barely breaching the surface. She could see land off in the distance, so she made her way there, doing her best not to step on anything- although with breasts as large as hers, that was a complicated process. \n\nShe also found out she could make her eyes, hair, plates, horns, and mouth glow bright blue- plus she could make smoke billow out of it, although she wasn't able to fire anything. \n\nShe made it to shore, where there wasn't any sign of civilisation for miles- except for a massive warehouse, and a small airport/boat dock/garage. \"**Hey guys**\" she said, waving to the miniature men before her. \n\n\"*There you are!*\" Frank said, \"*Took you long enough. Now, I have a few ideas...*\"\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\nMyllai awoke from her eternal slumber. She could feel it. There was Another. She emerged from her cave, fur matted and filthy from years of sleeping in a cave. Her claws and muzzle were still caked in blood, her chest was still covered in the combined spit and juices from her last mating, and the tip of her tail was still singed with smoke from the Tinies' attempts to kill her. \n\nShe needed to clean up. There was Another, for the first time in years!\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\n\"*Alright- We've done the schoolgirl, cheerleader, nurse, tennis, all of the underwater shots, some beach shots, and a ton of destruction shots,*\" Frank said from the Comms room. They- by they, Charles meant just him and Frank, since Hannah was a bit too big to help- had stolen a solar yacht, and they were using it as a base of operation. \n\nIt let Hannah go wild with destruction, since they were out on the water. \n\nSpeaking of Hannah, she was lounging on a large cargo ship of some kind that she had emptied. \n\n\"*Any other ideas?*\"\n\n\"**I mean,**\" Hannah said, \"**There is that thing that keeps approaching us. I could go find it.**\"\n\n\"*Cool,*\" Frank said, \"*I'll start editing the photos*.\"\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\nHannah loved walking through peaceful forests. The trees looming overhead, the soft crinkle of the grass beneath her feet, the chitter of animals...\n\nThe experience was a bit lost, considering most of the trees barely reached her hips, but it was the thought that counted. The presence she had felt was around here somewhere, she was sure of it. If her instincts were right-\n\nThat's when she was pounced on by another Kaiju. This one was Feline, with a full muzzle, and coat of fur. \n\n\"**You're a Kai!**\" she said excitedly, \"**I knew there was another!!!**\"\n\n....\n\n\"**What the fuck?**\"\n\n​\n\n(I'll finish this later. Lewds included)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A cat girl's friends all start teasing her about how "cuddly" she seems to get with anyone wearing a newly released catnip body spray... | [
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"content": "\"Hey, Lucy!\" Kaya said, leaning around the corner, \"Shower's free if you want it.\" the hulking Oni continued. \n\nMayis looked up from her book and watched the rich Bunnyip heiress slither into the showers. To be honest, Mayis had no idea why she had been placed inside of the Large Species dorm at her college. Yes, she was half manticore, and her father is an alumnus of the university. She was also tall for a Felinid, but that wasn't saying much. \n\nMost Felinids were either on the verge of being a Small Species, or they were a Small Species. \n\nSo, her being 5'6 made her very tall in comparison. Although, it wasn't as if it was that bad- since everything was scaled up, she got much more room than normal- her bed was an Oni Single, for example, when she really only needed a Standard Single. Her portions were smaller, which meant that her space in the refrigerator lasted her much longer than her suitemates, and she could use throw pillows as seats. And, due to her suitemates all being Large Species, she basically got constant rides everywhere- a single one of Kaya's steps was equivalent to several of her longest strides. \n\nSpeaking of Kaya, she had been the most accommodating one of her suitemates. In fact, the Oni's first project in her practical engineering class was a sort of 'kitty tower' for her. It let her easily climb up to the highest point of the room, which made her feline instincts very happy, and it was actually quite comfortable.\n\nPlus, it meant that she was no longer at risk of being sat on by a drunken Kaya, or a sleepy Vyral. So that was nice.\n\nThe Oni collapsed onto the couch and grabbed the remote control for the TV. \"So,\" she said, looking up at her, \"Have you found a date yet?\"\n\nMayis groaned. \"No, I haven't yet,\" she said. She flipped the page, and continued, \"I'm perfectly comfortable being single for the time being.\"\n\n\"Mhm,\" Kaya said, a mischevous smile on her face, \"I'm sure.\"\n\n\"Kaya. What did you do?\"\n\n\"Nothing,\" the Oni said, lying, \"I didn't do anything I swear. On another note,\" she said, changing the subject, \"Do you know where Vyral is?\"\n\n\"She went to the milkers while you were in the shower,\" Mayis relayed, \"She said she won't be back for a while.\"\n\n\"Good...\"\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\nLucy Goldenwyrm sighed as the hot water of the shower rolled down her bare body. The warmth sapped away the strain that the day had caused effectively. She reached for her shampoo- a specially made 3 in 1 product to be effective on Hair, Fur, and bare skin- and lathered a significant amount on her long tail, working it into the matted white fur covering it. Her experience at doing so significantly sped up the process, causing a deep green foam to cover the entire length. \n\nShe let more out, covering her long, silky hair effectively. She worked her way down her body, making sure to cover her large, spherical breasts properly, along with the dense and fluffy clump of white fur that resided in her cleavage. She made extra sure to wash the insides of her nipples effectively, especially since they tended to collect dirt like nothing else. \n\nThat wasn't the only reason, however. \n\nShe scrubbed her soft tummy clean, and then made her way down to her crotch, where there was a very small slit. It was completely hidden- even she couldn't find it without feeling around. This slit contained her sexual organs, such as her large reptile cock and her meagre pussy. She cleaned her rod with the soap and cleaned the inside of her pouch with only water.\n\nAfter rinsing herself off, she wrapped a towel around herself, and dashed towards her room to brush herself. It was one of the more calming parts of her self-care routine.\n\nThat was, of course, when Mayis attacked her.\n\n<\\[{(\\_+\\_)}\\]>\n\nThere was a smell in the air. It was a minty, fresh scent that attacked her nostrils and brain. Even though she was comfy here, there was something about the scent...\n\n*calling her*.\n\nShe scampered down and followed her nose towards the smell. She was only half aware of having walked into Lucy's dorm, and even less of the fact the heiress was there.\n\n(*What are you doing?*)\n\nShe lept towards the scent, burying her nose in the intoxicating aroma.\n\n(*Get off me!*)\n\nSomething tried to pull her away, but she just hung on tighter, filling her nose with the heavenly smell. Eventually though, something pulled her off.\n\n(*Mayis!*)\n\nShe heard a voice call her name. It sounded... complain-y?\n\n(*What the hell?*)\n\nBut the smell was *right there*. She wriggled away and buried her face in it. There were two big, soft things surrounding her, filling her head with a soft and steady *babum babum babum*.\n\nWith every sound, she took a deep breath, filling her head with the aroma. Every time she did, more and more of her brain was covered with it, and more and more of her demanded the smell. Her head emptied itself of thoughts- all that she could do now was breathe deeper and deeper.\n\nShe was vaguely aware of someone touching her ears- which made her pause for a moment. *Nobody* touched her ears. Not even her mother. \n\nHowever... anything that smelled... *so... good*... couldn't possibly be bad, right?\n\nHer next breath in answered her question for her, obliterating any thought she had been having. Something spoke in her ears, but she was way too deep to understand anything except *that smell*. Something fluffy wrapped around her waist, and she was pulled away from the smell.\n\n(*Mayis. Answer me*)\n\nShe tried wriggling out, but it was no use. \"*smell*\" she whined softly. She was brought a bit closer, and she started breathing deeply, doing her best to inhale any of the scent. \n\n(*Oh... You... want to smell me?*)\n\nShe reached out, trying to wrap around the smell once more. She was brought closer, but not to the centre. Instead, her nose met one of the mounds, and she breathed deeply. She let out her tongue and liked the pink blob in front of her, which caused her scent to shiver. She was instantly shoved deeper into the mound, and she licked as hard and fast as her tongue would allow, pushing her lungs to their limits. At one point, she was shifted to the second mound- but she didn't stop licking or sniffing.\n\n(*oh my god, Mayis... you're so... ohhhhhhhhh*)\n\nShe followed the smell down, licking every inch of the soft surface. Eventually, her nose led her down to a small slit. \n\n(*No, Mayis not ther-*)\n\nHer tongue went over it, causing something to smack her right in the nose. It smelled the purest, so she did her best to lick every drop of the scent off of it. The noise in the back of her mind got higher and higher, but she didn't notice. \n\nOnce she got to the top, a thought struck her empty mind. What if she put it in her mouth? She opened her mouth widely and closed around the tip. Her mind paused and did its best to calculate the next course of action. Maybe... if she squeezed the entire thing, she can get *more* smell out?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI] Please Don't Lead Me On | [
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"content": "He trudged heavily through the snow in the direction of the noise, hearing someone, a woman, curse softly. A flashlight beam swept across the narrow gap between two facades a few feet in front of him, and he turned to make his way between them. The starter whirred away again, and the motor caught prime this time, firing twice, before it sputtered and died. \n\n\"Hello!\" He called moving faster between the walls where the snow wasn't as deep. \n\n\"What the- Hello? Who's there?\" She raised the flashlight back down the alley, directly into his eyes.\n\nHe raised a hand, his hangover making itself known again. \"Uhh, me, I was sleeping in my truck after I had a few too many across the street-\" \n\nShe lowered the light and cut him short with a chuckle. \"Oh my god! You're drunk! Great. Just what I needed, let me get the power on and you can wait inside. Fire's on.\"\n\n\"Spruce.\" \n\n\"How do you know?-\"\n\nHe shrugged, \"Not really drunk anymore. Recovering. And I've split my fair share. Need a hand?\" He gestured towards what he now recognized to be a backup generator. \n\nShe shook her head and smiled at him as the snow began to sit atop her shoulders. \"Yes please, that would be nice.\" He started towards her, and she began to explain \"I really don't run it as often as I should. I kind of forget it's out here until I need it.\" \n\n\"Well it almost went before I surprised you.\" \n\n\"I wasn't that surprised, just- yeah, alright you spooked me.\"\n\nHe knelt beside the machine as she held the flashlight over his shoulder and poked the starter. The now familiar whine was becoming labored and drawn out, and the motor sputtered out again. \n\n\"Battery's dead.\"\n\n\"Oh! It has one of those pull cords over here!\" She motioned to the back side of the generator with her light, before becoming visibly deflated, even though her heavy winter coat. \"Oh. Nevermind.\" \n\nAs he stepped around behind her he saw the little bit of frayed cord where the handle should have been and let out a sigh. \"Well, believe it or not, there is a third option...\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Finding a spark in unlikely, awkward, or compromising situations! | [
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"content": " * Wizard teleports by accident into the bed room of a paladin in an all female order and must wait several days as men are not allowed in their castle and the opportunities to escape are few and far between and his magic is all over the place after the spell.\n\n * Two new college students (preferably male and female) have to get diggs as the dorms are full up; to their embarissment they find they have to share a room with each; at least it has two beds.\n\n * To say anyone was expecting the exhibition to be so arousing would be lying.\n\n * She didn't realise the apartment she was interview to become a room mate in was a free love nudist group."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A super heroine finds herself in a half awkward, half comfortable friends with benefits situation with a super villain who can fulfill her kinks... | [
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"content": "The Siren landed, stumbling a little on the road’s potholed surface in the dark, and took a moment to get her bearings, hastily adjusting her silver mask as a searchlight passed overhead. “I know you’re here, Nightlaw,” she called out.\n\n\r \nNo response. The Siren drew her whip and proceeded cautiously ahead. “I’m going to give you one chance to tell me where the senator is,” she continued. “Before I have to pound it of you.”\r \nThe faint glow of the run-down pass’s one working streetlight was just enough to reach to the sidewalk in front of her, but it ran out at the edge of a narrow alley between two dilapidated buildings. She glanced from left to right before proceeding warily ahead. “And we both know, there’s only one way that that’s going to-”\n\n\r \nA closed circuit camera was whirring round to face her. The Siren stopped, reaching again to ensure her disguise was in place, and in her moment of hesitation, something that until then had been one with the night streaked from out of the shadows and slammed her up against the wall; her whip slipped from her grasp and skittered across the ground and out of sight. “You’re getting sloppy,” a familiar drawl told her.\n\n\r \nShe wedged a knee against her assailant’s chest as she struggled to free her hands from where they were pinned against the brickwork. “Where’s Senator Gonzales?” she snarled.\n\n\r \nSomewhere behind his own pitch-black mask, she sensed the Nightlaw was smiling. “Nowhere you’ll find him, unless I get those launch codes.”\n\n\r \nThe Siren’s nails dug into his palm, and his grip slackened long enough for her to pull her left wrist free and slam a punch into the side of his head. He staggered away from her, and the two of them launched themselves at one another afresh; she had fully lost her bearings in the darkness, and their momentum seemed to have taken over in a flurry of strikes and grapples until without warning the pair of them were crashing through more brickwork into what looked like a disused warehouse from their surroundings. The beam of another searchlight passed beyond one of the windows, just long enough to illuminate the Nightlaw as he picked himself up from the debris, and The Siren dived on top of him again, this time succeeding in pinning him to the ground. “I’m not messing around,” she warned.\n\n\r \n“No kidding.” He managed to gain enough room to pull off his own mask, and a familiar face grinned up at her. “What took you so long, Jess?”\n\n\r \nJess removed hers with a small smile of her own. “Work stuff. I’m here now though, aren’t I?”\n\n\r \nTheir kiss as he pulled her down towards her was as rough as any of the blows they’d exchanged. And who else could have been so? The world had seemed so much more black-and-white, when Jess had first entered into superheroics. The last few years had worn her down: always fighting, always living in secrecy, never quite sure if anyone really liked or respected her or if their feelings were simply for the contrived, imaginary person she became when she donned her silver suit and ran off into action. The Nightlaw – Lawrence, as he really was – was one of the very few people who could genuinely relate. Staying rough was how they both coped. It wasn’t exactly ideal, of course – the papers would flay them both if they ever found out – but it was theirs.\n\n\r \nHe drew back now just enough to meet her eyes. “Gonzales is back at my place,” he said, a little apologetically. “So, I guess that means we’re going to yours.”\n\n\r \nJess raised her eyebrows. “I’m not slacking on the job for you, Larry. I have to get him back safely.”\n\n\r \n“Then what?” Lawrence made a face. “I concede a kidnapping for free and the Villains’ Union’ll kick me out.”\n\n\r \nJess rolled her eyes and shut him up with another kiss. “We’ll make something up,” she assured him. Her fingers toyed just below his navel. Irritating as it may be to change out of, their superhero spandex did at least make it *rather* easy for her to tell when she was getting through to him. “Maybe…” She rested her forehead against his and let her eyelids drop. “Maybe you can send them a few photos of me tied up, for… interrogation purposes.”\n\n\r \nHer breath caught as Lawrence flipped them over, pinning her on her back. Her double life used to make her heart skip beats like that. That had been until she’d found it was no fun always having to be the strongest. Lawrence let her bring out a side that she’d never been able previously to show the world or herself. It was that side that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up in the most wickedly wonderful of ways as he looked at her, unrestrained and covetous and… powerful. “I’m listening,” he said with a smile.\n\n\r \nJess returned it with interest. “How about…” she said softly. “You let the senator go, and you can do *whatever* you want with me for the night.”\n\n\r \nShe always liked seeing the change in his gaze when she laid her cards out like that. Hell, she liked the feeling the words gave her even to say. Lawrence had a villain’s imagination, and he put it to wonderful use sometimes. “Hard limits?” he checked dutifully.\n\n\r \n“Just the usual.”\n\n\r \n“Cuddling after?”\n\n\r \nShe snorted. “Sure, but it’s my turn to pick the movie.”\n\n\r \nHe had pinned her wrists again. This time his fingers brushed affectionately over her bare forearm. “Deal,” he said, and kissed her again."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [MF] Male member anatomy, medicine exam preparation. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI] She expected to spend the vacation with her best friend, but when her friend went off with some locals, she ended up spending most of the vacation with her best friend's dad. | [
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"content": "This story deftly handles some potentially heavy subject matter and actually successfully uses it to add depth and emotional weight to the opening and setting. We get a great sense of the histories of all of the characters involved, and of their relationships with each other. Valerie is a real standout as a lead, and Sarah makes for a good best friend and also a good foil. The two girls are similar but different in key ways that inform how the story progresses. Her relationship with Sarah's dad also works quite well, and he gets good bits of internal dialogue inside the narration. Everyone has a lovely and fully realized viewpoint here, and the eventual flirtation, yearning, and temptation for Valerie and him comes across perfectly. Everything seems to just click when they get together. The sex is nicely described and hot, and the eventual bit of competitiveness actually adds a lovely psychological element. This was a great take on the initial premise. Thanks for writing!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Shhhhhh... You've been strong for so long. I'm so proud of you. Come here, let it all out and let me take care of you now | [
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"content": "He stroked the side of her face, his eyes meeting hers; tear filled, red and swollen from crying. He angled his head slightly to the side, and brought his lips to hers, grazing them slowly, carefully. She closed her eyes when he came close, breathed in the smell of him. She buried her lips against his neck, felt his pulse against her lips, breathing him in deeper, taking him in whole. \nHe picked her up and carried her to the bed, placing her down slowly, climbing in next to her. He propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at her, brushed a strand of hair from her face. He kissed her again, and she let out a quiet sound, like an exhaling all of that hurt. He moved his hand to the side of her neck, cradling her head as he began to kiss her harder, deeper. He pulled back for a moment, and asked, is this okay. She nodded and pulled him to her. \nHe slid his hand down her body, feeling her muscles tighten under him. She angled herself under him, pushed herself against him. She was eager to feel the weight of him, a different weight from what she carried. He pushed up her dress, and slid his hands under her underwear, pulling them down. She nodded, held his gaze. \nHe moved down her body, kissing her skin as he went, until he was between her legs. He took a deep breath in, and she felt his exhale inside her, as if it overtook her entire body. She felt his tongue pushing into her, felt her hands tightening on the sheets. She felt a winding inside, a crank being turned, an elastic band twisting tighter until it might snap. She watched the movement of his head between her legs, moved her hands in o traps his hair. Please, she begged, please. But she didn’t know what she was asking for. She was tired of knowing, tired of carrying it all. She was speaking, but without intention or thought. \nShe cried out as she came, the thoughts and heaviness and burden suddenly lifting from her. It was the first time she felt the numbness lift, the first time she felt her quickening heartbeat as a pleasure and not a fear, in a long time. She closed her eyes and listened to her body hum. \nShe smiled."
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"content": "\"Hey nerd.\" Stacy's long, milky legs briefly blocked the view of the TV, and she strode into the room, her full, athletic thighs on display in her tiny black jean shorts. She barely cast a glance at the documentary playing there, shrugging as she took out her phone and switched it to a let's Play streaming Fallout.\n\nShe plopped herself down on the couch next to you, her grapefruit sized tits almost bouncing out of the bottom of her black cutoff t. She never wore bras around the house. She crossed her legs, flashing her thighs into view once again, as she put her feet up. Her nipples were stiff in the cool air of the room.\n\nIt wasn't long before she noticed the effect she was having on you...\n\n\"Really? Already? I just did you this morning!\" She teased, As the erection tenting your sweatpants caught the corner of her eye. A broad smile spread across her plump, black painted lips, and she gazed directly into your eyes, her own green eyes sparkling as she watched for you to start blushing. \"Oh my God! You don't have to be something embarrassed... Then again... Maybe you should. It is kind of weird that you've been having your sister jack you off. You're lucky my girlfriend doesn't mind. She actually thinks it's a little hot,\" she said, as she propped her phone up on a table next to the couch, setting it up for a view of the action.\n\nCasually, she continued to watch the let's Play on the screen, even as her left hand, pulled down the front of your boxers and fished out your thick, heavy cock. Two of her fingers concealed a dollop of 'black bat' pumpkin and clove scented hand lotion.\n\n\"You really had no business trying to do a BMX jump. I don't think I've even seen you ride a bike since grade school. You definitely didn't impress Allison Hunter... But I've been working on her. Maybe, by the time you can use your arms again, I'll have her ready for you!\" Her soft hand stroked a bit of precum from The head of your cock down along the length of your shaft. \"You're lucky to have such a loving sister.\"\n\nShe slowly stroked your cock as you hardened in her hand, the velvety skin of your member stretching and sliding against her soft, warm plam. Her strokes were slow and methodical, at first, and each threatened to elicit a groan of from you. Her handjob skills were superb. Part of you wondered if she was as good with her hands on a girl. Her other hand had moved up to her own soft chest, sliding under The hymn of her shirt to grope and maul her heavy breasts. Stacy was the epitome of a big titty goth GF, and she knew it. No one loved her breasts quite as much as she did though, and since the accident, you'd learned just how easy it was for her to come just from playing with her own tits. She actually made a game of it, trying to get herself off even before she made you burst under her ministrations.\n\nYou almost felt like you could cum yourself, watching her play with her tits. Her shirt had written all the way up over her breasts by this point, the way that she was squishing and rubbing them, teasing her own big pink nipples with her hands. The pale flash of her breasts overflowed her hand and even her arm, as she gripped and squeezed her tits to herself. Either of them was bigger than a grapefruit, even a very big grapefruit, and you could hear her breath catch in her throat, as she stroked and squeezed her breasts, as she rubbed her areolas with her delicate, skilled fingers, and as she pinched and teased her Ruby hard nipples... A deep blush was spreading all over her pale, milky skin, and from the way that her soft, almost subvocal moans were starting, you knew she was getting close.\n\nStill, she stroked you and massaged your cock ever closer to eruption. Her motions, while undoubtedly skilled, almost second nature to her, started to become a slightly more erratic: a sign that her own orgasm was already starting. You watched as she bit her lip and clenched her thick thighs together, a strong, seemingly unexpectedly sudden climax ripping through her. She did her best to keep her composure, but she was rocking her body slightly, and bouncing her legs on the couch, as her core convulsed. You could tell that she was drawing her climax out by gently rubbing her clit against the denim of her shorts, through her panties. It was more than you could take, watching her. Precum was already oozing out of your cock like a dribbling faucet, but you felt your balls clench as your dick got ready to explode.\n\nIn a smooth motion, even throughout her own orgasm, Stacy leaned her head down to your lap, taking just the head of your cock past her plump black lips. She moaned, as you burst in her hand, erupting a torrent of jizz and pumping her mouth full of your cum. She moaned pleasantly, as she sealed her lips around the tip of your cock, sucking gently and licking at your head. She swallowed once, and then again, as you filled her mouth and kept giving her more and more. She happily gulped down your cum, seeming to savor it, a deep sigh of contentment mixing into her moans, as she swallowed mouthful after mouth full of the creamy load you were pumping into her.\n\n\"Mmm,\" She hummed, as she milked the last of your seed from your cock, licking you clean before she casually tucked your cock away. Licking her lips, she rested one hand on her tummy, as the other pulled her shirt back down over her soft, heavy tits. She started to go back to watching the stream on the TV, before she perked up from her half-lidded post orgasmic Haze and reached over to grab her phone. \"Oops! Got to send this to Valerie! She totally gets off on watching me do this kind of thing. I swear. If she wasn't a lesbian, I could probably pull her into a threesome with you.\" She shrugged, as she sent the video to her girlfriend. \"Oh well. Just keep thinking about Allison Hunter. By the time I'm done with her. She's basically going to be a sure thing. \n\nStacy was watching the let's Play, but one of her hands was still playing I'd leave with her tits, almost subconsciously... Between that and thoughts of The head cheerleader being a 'sure thing', You could feel a stirring that meant you were probably going to be getting more of Stacy's 'sisterly affection' before the stream was over..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The goblin girl was darting from shadow to shadow down the street, her prize under her cloak, a wand stolen from a wizard. Then she turned and ran right into him, he teleported there, he must have. Now she was caught, and he wanted his wand and payment for the trouble she caused. | [
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"content": "“Hand over my wand, goblin,” the wizard in a gruff hard voice. \n\nThere was no where left to run - no way out. I pulled the wand from my tattered shirt pocket. I rolled the wand over in my hand. Look like little more than a twig. I knew it wasn’t - I could feel it’s power - it was warm in my hand. It vibrated - like it was anxious to be used. \n\nI slowly handed the wand back to the wizard. He regarded me oddly. \n\n“Why did you steal my wand?” He asked is a much gentler voice. \n\nTears rolled down my big green cheek. \n\n“I am in love…,” I whispered. \n\n“Congratulations,” the wizard said, confused by my answer. \n\n“…with a human,” I said sadly. \n\n“Aaah,” the wizard said finally understanding. “Hoping to turn him into a goblin?”\n\n“No, hoping to turn myself into a human.”\n\n“Oh? And what would you look like as a human?” The wizard asked. \n\nI smiled as my fantasy came to the top of my mind. “I would have long red hair. I would wear it braids that came to the middle of my back. A round face with a big smile. I would have little human sized teeth,” I said as I rubbed my bottom fangs, “and dimples in my cheeks. Bright green eyes. I would be skinny and light. With tiny feet,” my big bare feet clenched subconsciously. “I would have big boobs - big as my head - with bright pink nipples. A flat tummy and a big round butt,” I said finally. The smile faded from my face as the fantasy faded from my mind. \n\nThe wizard looked at me thoughtfully. \n\n“Your boobs are as big as your head and you have a flat tummy and a hell of an ass already. Do you really want to give up being a goblin? For something as fickle as unrequited love? You could change yourself and find out that they like you better as a goblin. Or change yourself and find out you don’t like being human. This isn’t something to do lightly,” he said. \n\n“He is scared of me. I am taller than him. Stronger than him. Human men don’t like that,” I pouted. \n\n“*Some* human men don’t like that,” the wizard said quietly. He reached up and ran his hand through my blue hair while looking me in the eyes. It was like he could see through me with those pale purple eyes. “Some human men like big strong women. Like the idea of being dominated and over powered by a woman.”\n\n“Like you?” I asked. \n\nHe ran a soft hand down the side of my face. Tenderly tracing down my neck and over my collar bone. He cupped my breast through my tunic. His tiny hand barely able to cover my areola. He rubbed my nipple through my tunic - it responded instantly to his touch - my nipple hard and stiff under his touch. \n\nHe bit his lip as he felt my nipple harden for him. He flicked it through my shirt. Rolling it between his fingers - I gasped. \n\n“Yes. Like me,” he whispered. “Make you a deal. I change you into a human for a month… and you fuck me right here, right now,” he said - clearly excited by the idea, “if you decide you want to stay a human, then you come back to my tower in a month. You fuck me again and I make the spell permanent.”\n\nHis free hand was between my legs - rubbing my pussy gently. Getting me all wet. \n\n“I don’t think a human can satisfy a goblin - even a really well hung human,” I said, doubting that this little man could ever possibly satisfy me. I was easily a foot and a half taller than he was. I had seen a human cock - it was so small - and pink. \n\nHe started unbuttoning my shirt. Kissing the skin as he exposed it. So soft and gentle. No goblin had ever been so gentle with me. I don’t know why I didn’t stop him. I just let him unbutton my tunic. \n\nHe looked at me in the eyes as he kissed my breast. Gently licking and sucking on my nipple. His hand explored my other breast - lightly teasing - tracing its every contour. He gently flicked my nipple and sucked it into his mouth savagely. \n\nI ran my hands through his hair - pulling him into my chest. This little man had skills like no goblin man I have ever known. \n\nHis hands were at my skirt - pulling it down. He took my panties down with my skirt - exposing my bright blue pubes. His hands explored my mound. Slowly working his way farther and farther down. \n\nI moaned as he rubbed my pussy. His fingers - so small and delicate - soft and gentle. I moaned and ground my hips on his fingers until I could take it no more. \n\n“Lick my pussy, human,” I growled as I pushed him to the ground and straddled his face. “Lick it!” He is so small that I should have been worried about crushing him. I was too lost in the sensations to care. \n\nHe grabbed my hips and pulled himself to my pussy - burying his tongue and face in my delicate folds. His tiny tongue brought impossible pleasure to my clit - sensations I never thought possible. He licked and licked and then pulled back to breath - big gasping breaths and then back in. \n\nI felt him push into me - a finger? A hand? I don’t know but he filled me up as he licked. I looked down as he pushed his whole forearm into my wet cunt - squishing as he pushed deeper. \n\n“Fuck, little man! Fuck me!” I moaned. \n\nHe sucked my clit into his mouth - the sensation shot through my body and I arched my back moaning wordlessly. I let him breath then pulled his head tight to my pussy. \n\n“Harder! Suck harder!” I hissed. “Oh fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes!” I moaned as I came. I pushed his head back - letting him take a deep ragged breath. \n\nI picked the wizard up and set him on his feet. I ripped his robe off - the light fabric shredding between my hands. Ripping off his underwear his erect cock spring free. His cock was no bigger than my index finger. \n\nI pushed him against the wall and sucked his cock into my mouth - careful not to hurt him with my fangs. He ran his hands through my hair - pulling my face into his hips as he thrust his cock into my mouth. \n\nThe wizard was moaning and groaning as I flicked my tongue about his cock as he thrust it into my mouth over and over again. \n\n“I want to fuck your tits!” He growled. \n\nI wrapped my tits around his cock and squeezed them tight together as he thrust his cock between them. He squeezed my nipples as he thrusted between my tits. \n\n“Fuck! Oh god! Yea!” He moaned. I spit between my tits to give him a little lube. “Oh fuck! Fuck! FUCK!” He yelled as his whole body stiffened. He slammed his hips into my tits - cum came shooting out of the top of my tits. Again and again - painting the top of my tits in his white cum. \n\nHe collapsed to the ground - panting. \n\nI picked up his wand and waved it around. Little motes of light fell from the tip as he mumbled some words. \n\nHe flicked the wand at me - countless motes of lights swirled around me. I could feel my body changing shape contorting - shrinking. \n\nFinally the lights died out. I looked down at my hands. They were a light pale human colour. No longer green - no claws. I had tiny feet. I touched my face - my teeth - no fangs. \n\n“You are a beautiful woman - weather human or goblin,” the wizard said. “You know where my tower is. Come by in a month to stay human. Or come by for a fuck,” he said within a smile and a wink."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The artifact would cause whoever carried it to continually, permanently, become an ever bustier, sluttier, hornier girl. A group of adventurers have to pass it around a bit as they carry it back to their client... | [
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"content": "We consisted of 2 petite girls and a guy when we first started. We took on this mission because they wanted to become more like that and I wanted to become a girl by a lot of means. it would take a few weeks for it to be delivered. We got it and we went on the journey.\n\nover the time they got bigger boobs and had gotten more horny as well, their normal everyday clothes didn't fit as well anymore so they used bandages to keep them contained. I on the other hand got my genitals inverted and gotten small boobs but I still liked it and my clothes still fitted me mostly.\n\nwhen we finally arrived we met up at a brothel and a petite girl who took it over from us. \"hope it didn't cause any troubles and change you too much. here is your gold as promised.\" I just awkwardly laughed as she talked about changing too much. we went on our way and I enjoyed my new life as a girl"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: (dubcon/CNC) A young wife misses the quickies She used to have with her husband and wishes she could give him the daily blowjobs She did before he got so wrapped up in work. So, she decides that they're both coming back, whether he likes it or not! | [
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"content": "Alex, Was having a rough week he had to get up earlier than normal to attend meetings where his boss didn't even really need him there. He yawned stepping under the shower head. The hot water had a wonderful way of waking him up.\n\n\nThanks to still being half awake he didn't notice his wife Sarah sliping into the shower behind him but he did notice when her soft breasts pressed against his back.\n\nGood morning honey~Sarah's arm coiled around his waist one hand resting on his round belly while the other Drew lazy patterns on his skin.\n\nGood morning hun how did you- his sentence was cut off by a yawn.\n\nSarah chuckled I slept well but it looks like you could use a few more hours why don't you come back to bed? You've been running yourself ragged they can survive without you for a day.\n\nI sincerely doubt it the work seems to never end. But that's how it is.\n\nOkay but but when you say if I help you wake up a little bit? Sarah slowly dragged her hand down Alex's stomach before softly grasping his semi-erect dick.\n\nAlex shuddered I don't think that's a good idea. His body betrayed him as Alex's dick grew to full size in Sasha's hand.\n\nPlease? I haven't had you to myself all week. Watching you leave the house day after day dressed to kill in a nice suit has left me hot and bothered and barely able to concentrate.\n\nSarah spun Alex around to face her Alex's erect cock against her thigh causing her to grin. Alex's cheeks for Rosie Red and he couldn't meet Sarah's gaze.\n\nI can't I'm collaborating with a lot of people on very important project.\n\nCan you do it from home at least for today?\n\nI could but I'd have to call him.\n\nSarah pressed her body against Alex's pinning him against the shower wall. She could feel his heart racing. Sarah saw Alex's Adam's Apple jump as he gulped.\n\nWould you call them for me?\n\nI-I guess I could do that Alex said smiling wryly.\n\nSarah stepped back and pull back the shower curtain seemingly about to exit and let Alex finish it turns out all she was doing was getting Alex's phone from off the sink.\n\nYou want me to do this now?\n\nYes.\n\nAlex took his phone dialed his dialed his boss's phone number and waited a few seconds before it connected.\n\nHello?\n\nHi mister brandonson,\n\nWhat is it Alex? I'm busy you know we have that important project to finish\n\nTBC"
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"content": "“Barry?”\n\n\r \nBarry looked up. “Yeah?”\n\n\r \n“I’m like, stuck.” The voice was coming from the kitchen. It was also unusually nasal and high-pitched, quite unlike his stepsister Katie’s usual tone. Frowning a little, Barry made his way out from the lounge.\n\n\r \n“Over here.” She was kneeling in front of – or rather, *in* – the washing machine, wearing a tiny red mini-dress that he’d never seen before. “I was, like, doing laundry and now I’m totally stuck.”\n\n\r \n“Oh, well hold still and I’ll… wait, how are you stuck?” Barry’s frown deepened. “And where did you get that dress, anyway?”\n\n\r \n“Oh, uh…” An oddly long pause followed before she resumed. “I guess I must have overfilled the drum. That’s why I’m wearing the dress, everything else was in the wash. Do *not* tell Mom and Dad about this, they’ll be so mad-”\n\n\r \n“Er, I really don’t think they will, these things happen and it’s still under warranty-”\n\n\r \n“I’ll like, do anything if you promise not to tell them. *Anything*.”\n\n\r \nBarry looked at her warily. “Katie, why are you talking like that?”\n\n\r \n“Like what?”\n\n\r \n“Like you’re…” He shook his head in exasperation. “Never mind. Hold still for a sec.”\n\n\r \n“Wait, don’t you want-” She squawked in surprise as Barry pulled her as gently as he could from out of the drum. “Oh.” She was blushing bright pink. “Thanks, bro. Wow, you’re so strong-”\n\n\r \n“Forget it.” Barry left the room, unease prickling the back of his neck. “I should, er, probably get going to work anyway.”\n\n\r \nThat was a lie; the job he was meant to be calling at wasn’t for another hour, but he wanted to get out of the house – something had felt… odd recently. First there had been that lottery prize; his father and stepmother never entered any prize draws, and he knew damn well he and Katie hadn’t either, and come to think of it a new outdoor pool installation seemed an unusual grand prize anyway, but suddenly their yard was full every weekend of friends of his stepsister from college, lounging around in swimwear and shooting him glances any time he passed by. Then there were the vast quantities of whipped cream that kept turning up in the fridge – always getting thrown out; who could possibly use that much fresh dairy that quickly? And then there was… Barry shook his head again as he turned off towards the centre of town. Something was up, alright, he just couldn’t quite pinpoint what.\n\n\r \nAt least demand for his services as a plumber was at an all-time high, giving him plenty of excuses to be away from home. The first job today was at one of those new builds on the hill. He rang the bell and began chatting as the door swung open. “Sorry I’m a little early, just figured I may as well-”\n\n\r \n“Oh, sure, come right ahead.” A buxom lady with platinum blonde hair winked at him and waved him on through. She, too, was wearing only a one-piece under a loose cardigan; he knew it was summer but come on, would it kill people to put on pants for having callers? “Thanks so much for managing to… squeeze us in.”\n\n\r \nBarry made his way through and up the stairs to the master bathroom. “Right… so, it’s the shower that you wanted me to look at, right?”\n\n\r \n“Yep, just jump right in.”\n\n\r \nBarry cast a sceptical glance at the door, and tested the shower tentatively. It came on immediately, and he lurched back to avoid the spray of water. “This seems like it’s working okay,” he called out. “What exactly was wrong with it again?”\n\n\r \n“Oh, it just hasn’t been going right…” There it was again; that odd, high-pitched voice that reminded him of something he couldn’t quite place. “It just, like, hasn’t been getting me wet the way it should, y’know?”\n\n\r \n“Right…” This wasn’t the first waste of time call-out he’d had of late; he usually didn’t bother with even a call-out fee for total non-issues so long as clients weren’t brazenly screwing around. “Y’know, I’ve heard a couple of similar things from around here and I’ve got to tell you, the water pressure in this area in general is just pretty poor, and you can really only do so much in light of that…”\n\n\r \nNo response came. Barry looked back, then cautiously opened the door and made his way out onto the landing. He could see into the kitchen, where his client was pacing back and forth, talking on her cell phone.\n\n\r \n“-supposed to stall him?” She was speaking in a more normal voice now, albeit with an edge of frustration. “Vixen isn’t here yet, and she’s supposed to start the scene off before I catch them together-”\n\n\r \nBarry’s brow furrowed in confusion. Maybe she did acting for a living. It would tally, alright, for a place this fancy. He returned to the bathroom and made a deliberately loud job of packing up his equipment before making his way back downstairs. “Well, as far as I’m concerned things are working okay,” he said. “In which case, I may as well go on-”\n\n\r \n“But you can’t go yet!” His client emerged from the kitchen, an expression of alarm on her face that she swiftly replaced with a coy smile. “And - besides, what about your pay?”\n\n\r \n “It’s fine,” Barry shrugged. “I’d feel bad billing you for five minutes-”\n\n\r \n“No, no, I couldn’t drag you all the way out here for nothing.” She looked shyly at the floor, twirling the ends of her blonde hair between her fingers. “But, uh, I’m a little short on money right now…”\n\n\r \nBarry looked around, from the marble tiles on the floor to the Mercedes keys that were sitting on a stand by the door. “…right.”\n\n\r \nShe looked up at him with a provocative pout. “Maybe you’ve got a… *pipe* I could get working?”\n\n\r \nBarry shook his head firmly. “Look, lady, I don’t mean to be rude but propositioning someone like that is kinda presumptuous. I’m just here to do my job and-”\n\n\r \nThe front door swung open, and another woman of similar age – again swimsuit-clad, again far too excitable – waved with a hand tipped with red fake nails. “Heyyyyy, Kelli; so, heard your new handyman’s a real-”\n\n\r \nShe stopped, beaming as she saw him. “Oh, hi; I’m Vixen, I just moved in across the street and-”\n\n\r \n“You know what?” Barry picked up his bag and moved past her. “You’re good.” He stepped out and shut the door sharply behind him. Things were starting to get a little weird for his taste.\n\n\r \nStill, life went on. Back into the car, back off to the next job. The college sports hall needed its mains fixed, if that sorority wet T-shirt contest was going to go ahead as planned."
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"content": "Lloyd Lancaster had no idea where he was. He had no idea why he was in such a large bed and what seemed like a luxury hotel room. He had no idea who this blonde was snuggling up to him. He had no idea who the brunette was, and he certainly had no idea about this... Orange woman?\n\nFeeling a twinge of panic, he started to get up, only for his movements to rouse the blonde. She popped up, Pepe is anything, grinning manically at him.\n\n\"You're awake!\" She squealed. \"That's great! Now we can finish savin' the world!\" Her energy level was way too high, and the slight smearing of her mismatched blue and pink eyeshadow was the only indication that she'd just woken up. \"C'mon You two! No slackin'!\"\n\nThe blonde thr back the blankets and revealed the full bodies of everyone in the bed. The orange woman was... Similarly orange all over, with long, long red hair. Her fully green eyes almost seemed to glow, as she stirred. The brunette was more fit than either of The other two girls and she had some sort of gold rope coiled around one of her legs.\n\nLloyd also noticed his own body. He didn't remember being nearly so... Muscular. He remembered having a body that any junior accountant like him could be, if not proud of, At least not actively ashamed of, but now he looked like an Olympian. His... His thing was also a lot bigger than he expected, like... A lot bigger. He barely had a chance to notice it as the blonde straddled and mounted him.\n\nThe brunette groaned, as she woke up, stirred both by the noise and by the bouncing that the blonde had started up. \"I can't believe I'm doing this,\" she sighed, casting a look around the room, even as an embarrassed blush spread it over her face. She studiously avoided eye contact with Lloyd and with both of the other girls.\n\nThe orange woman sat up smoothly, rising to a kneeling position on the bed next to Lloyd and the bouncing blonde. She regarded them impassively, curiously, and she smiled gently. \"I realize this is unusual for you, but Zatanna was extremely specific. We each still have to take a turn. It's unfortunate that the expenditure of energies and the resulting pleasure rendered us unconscious last night, otherwise we could have completed all of this much sooner, but according to the timetables, we still have all morning, and that should be more than long enough!\"\n\nThe brunette covered her face with her hand, even as she turned her gaze toward the ceiling. \"Why did I have to volunteer to be the third? I should have let Catwoman do this. She volunteered. I was going to call her bluff too, then *he* had to give me that inscrutable look, and here I go being all selfless...\"\n\n\"Don't act like...\"the blonde half moaned, as she ground her hips on top of Lloyd. \"Don't act like you're not going to have a good time. You can hardly help it with what Bacchus did!\"\n\nThe orange girl nodded. \"I must say, your friend did excellent work with his parts of the enchantment. Mr Lancaster's stamina has been extremely impressive! And his output.... I didn't think a human was capable of that level of volume.\"\n\n\"That is *not* the point,\" the brunette said, neatly coiling her room setting it on the bedside table.\n\nThe blonde clutched on to the erstwhile accountant beneath her as her body started to convulse in the throes of a potent orgasm. This was enough to set him off as well, and he positively erupted, pumping her full of cum with such a volume that the others in the room could actually hear the liquid flowing into her. Her belly actually started to swell, just slightly, rounding out until she looked just slightly pregnant.\n\nShe panted on top of him, one hand caressing her tummy, until she caught her breath. \"All right! Who's next!?\"\n\nThe orange woman smiled and looked at the brunette, expectantly, when she received only a completely impassive gaze in return, she shrugged. \"I am?\""
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"content": "\"I'm not saying Blue balls isn't real, but I can't take you seriously if you're going to hang around and jerk off to me whilst I get ready!\" Mia's verbal prod berated her boyfriend almost as much as it turned him on.\n\n\"God, okay. Usual rules. No cum anywhere near the face or clothes. If I have to change again I'll murder you, you hear?\"\n\nA puppy eye stare returned the knowing look. She reached over, and prayed his hands from his own erect member. Her manicured, painted nails grip his cock and begin to slowly slide up.. and down.. and up...\n\n\"5 minutes. Do you think you can manage that, or will you have an excuse for that too?\"\n\nThe faceless, voiceless excuse of a boyfriend gives a murmur of approval.\n\n\"You're such a fucking beta. You see my big, pretty e-girl eyes and you can't help it can you? Big black wings? Fake freckles? Enormous batting eye lashes? ~i bwet you'd ewven cum if I put a babydoll vwoice on too, hmm?\"\n\nHis legs begin to shiver. She knew 5 minutes was too generous, especially for him.\n\n\"Come on you pathetic cock manikin. Are you getting close or what? I still have my shoes to pick out and this is barely any fun. Ooo! I know.\"\n\nShe released her hands with a showmanship flare.\n\n\"Don't move a fucking muscle sweetie or I'll stop.\"\n\nA frightened and nervous 'okay okay I'll be good'.\n\nMia reached over to her make-up station and picked out a bright maroon lipstick. She drew it on, emphasizing her cute cupids bow and luscious plump lips.\n\n\"Okay, stay still remember.\"\n\nShe exaggerated her whorish pursed lips as she opened her mouth. Perfectly cock sized. She then leaned in and slowly... And slowly pushed her lips gently over and down his cock. He could barely feel the tickle and the warmth of her breath. She went down... Down... And down until he could hear the light sounds of gagging as her lipstick pressed against his pelvis. Fuck.\n\nHe buckled under her lust and went to grab her hair.\nThat's a no-no.\n\n\"Fuck! I told you NO TOUCHING fucking hell. That's it. No more for you.\"\n\nShe broke away and stood up. She relished how predictable he'd be. As always.\n\n\"Oh fine. Ass or mouth? C'mon you pervy fuck, asshole or mouth? Are you going to drop to your knees and keep playing with yourself whilst you rim me, or can we get this over with and I throat you? God you're not even confident in picking between two hot choices with your stunning girlfriend. Fine I'll choose!\"\n\nShe dropped to her knees, took his cock into her hand and began stroking again. She looked up to him and said those fatal words. \"You keep your hands to yourself and you cum the moment you can okay? Okay..\"\n\nShe sped up and jerked him with her petite little hands asnd felt his cock groaning with anticipation.\n\n \"Yeah? Yeah you close you weak dick cunt? Are you finally ready you miserable dumb boy?\" \nWhen she click feel it sticking to buck, and his moans starting to erupt, she leaned forwards and took his cock deep into her throat.\n\"Mmphgh!\"\n She pushed hard and held her face against his body until she was spluttering for air and gasping for air. Every last drop shot down her throat and his ego collapsed.\n\nShe pulled out and he watched the sticky saliva string from the base of his cock to her perfect little mouth.\n\n\"Clean up, we have to go soon my naughty boy 😘\"\n\n\n------\n\nFun prompt, felt too perfect not to be an oral scene 😇"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The time when monster girls go out to abduct men for mates has gotten earlier and earlier. You didn't even have a chance to read the notice before you realized how (literally) screwed you were | [
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"content": "The first thing he heard was a giggle, a mischievous, breathy, girly giggle. But there was nothing there when he turned to look... At least not at first. Soon though, He saw a pair of lips floating in the air, apparently all by themselves. As he took a step back in shock, the lips parted into a broad, toothy grin. A pair of violet eyes soon appeared above them, winking at him.\n\n\"Lucky you,\" the lips said.\n\nHe took another step back and started to turn to run, but he felt a pair of large, squishy breasts against his back, and a pair of firm, delicately manicured hands grasping his shoulders. The purple nails of the girl behind him had an elegant and dangerous look, a dangerous look that was matched by the danger in her voice, as she leaned close to his ear. \"Certainly you can't have anywhere to be urgently! You haven't even introduced yourself!\"\n\nSomehow, The girl who owned those lips was already behind him, now much more fully embodied.\n\nShe wrapped her arms around his chest from behind, further squishing her bust against him, as she started to delicately kiss her way up his neck. \"Mmm... You'll make an excellent husband!\"She purred, a fluffy purple cat ear brushing against his cheek as she kissed Her way upward.\n\n\"H... Husband!? I thought that wasn't until the third Friday of this month!\"\n\nShe giggled lightly. \"Second Friday. We moved it up. More fun that way.\" Her black and purple striped tail tickled his opposite earlobe, as she nibbled on the one she'd been kissing her way toward.\n\nShe took one hand from his chest, one purple claw glowing, and she traced an intricate symbol in the air. Before he knew it, he was entranced. The tall, leggy, Cheshire took his hand as she started to walk away with him, he was in tranced by the sway of her wide hips, the roundness of her rump, and her prodigious breasts, so inviting, so large that he could see them even from behind her. She was an impeccable dresser too! Looking practically like a cross between a magician's assistant and a goth club girl...\n\nBefore he knew it, they were back in her dorm room, and he was in her, pinned to the bed as she rode him, her inner walls gripping and milking him as she leans down over him, smothering him with her breasts. His hands wandered over her thighs and her butt. He licked and kissed her pert nipples, as she guided the nubs into his mouth. She was clearly in ecstasy, moaning and giggling all the while, squeezing him between her thighs and urging him with her body to come inside her. And he did, erupting into her womb and ceiling their marriage pact. \n\nLanguidly, she lounged in bed next to him, stroking his chest idly. \"I'm Charlotte, by the way. I guess you should tell me your name... If you have one?\""
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"content": "Tina had heard so many stories - rimming was THE thing to do apparently, at least for those girls who ever bothered to stop studying and go out. Even in the last week before graduation in her frantic bucket list kink rush with roommate Ashley she had failed to experience it, and so with only hours to go before they were supposed to don their robes for graduation Ashley stepped up to the plate and dove in head first. \n\nEven though it was her first time eating anyone’s ass Ashley always took pride in excelling in everything she did, and she made up for inexperience with sheer enthusiasm. Tina’s ass stuck up in the air with her face buried into their dorm room bed sheets - if the moans were anything to go by she seems to be enjoying the new experience. \n\nStarting with long slobbering licks that ran from Tina’s pussy almost all the way to her lower back before moving into intense focus of the tip of her tongue directly at her asshole. Ashley hadn’t expected to enjoy rimming at all but she found the challenge of getting her tongue as deep into Tina’s (admittedly divine) ass as possible was proving to be more fun than she ever imagined. \n\nAshley had seen Tina cum (four years of sharing a room meant there weren’t many secrets) enough times to know she had to step it up so she ran her hand up Tina’s inner thigh to find a pussy soaking in a mixture of her own saliva and Tina’s horny juices. Ashley’s fingers ran across the curves and folds of the pussy before settling on Ashley’s clit, trying to mirror the moves of her tongue. This dual action fun quickly pushed Tina over the edge, Ashley was intensely proud as she felt the orgasmic convulsions in both her tongue and fingers at the same time. Even as Tina was collapsing beneath Ashley she kept up the effort until she could tell nothing more could be handled. \n\nTina, flattened on the bed with satisfaction, looked back at her best friend - Ashley stood over her looking a mess with matted blonde hair stuck to her face as the spit and juices had smeared all over but with a giant grin on her face. \n\n“Happy graduation babe!” Ashley beamed as Tina burst out laughing."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A: "It looks like there's only one way out of this cell!" B: "seduce the guards?" A: "What? No! Just crawl through the escape tunnel I've been digging!" | [
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"content": "(Note this is my first Male-on-Male smut story, even though my sexual orientation is not there. I'm just trying to slightly broaden my range. Please feedback, thanks) \n\n\"Remember, you can only do it this evening and only after the showers, find the hole is at the far end,\" the warden advises Eric with a smile.\n\nEric noted that Joe's smile looked oddly insincere, but brushed it off as a moment of lack of sympathy. Unbeknownst to others, Eric is in the closet, and the feeling of being the only homosexual among the huge crowd of hardened male criminals fills him up with anxiety, and it is only the third day! The narcissistic part of him believes he's too pretty to have sex with any of these unruly jerks, and in private he prides himself on his lean but still muscular 5 feet 8 inches frame.\n\nRegardless, Eric is just another common criminal who is sentenced for robbery, and there's few in these parts of the prisons that deserve sympathy from the prison wardens.\n\nHis promise to the corrupt Joe of a payout after he got out of prison seemed almost too easy, but it keeps things simple for this simple-minded young man. Joe told him of a huge hole on the wall, hidden behind a sealed up wooden board that's big enough for him to squeeze through. At the other end of the hole is supposedly an unguarded empty room with a few guard uniforms for him to wear, whereupon he can make his getaway.\n\nSo Eric took his time to slowly shower near the end and stealthily waited till the rest of the guys finished and moved off. As expected, the lazy guard did not do the counting, not realizing that one guy is missing and switched off the lights, presumably leaving Eric alone by himself in the showers.\n\nSo the naked Eric crept over to the wall where he earlier identified the wooden board, and he removed it after a few hard tugs. It's around waist level, so he had to bend down and look into it.\n\n\"This is so easy,\" Eric whispered gleefully, as he sticks his head into the darkness, ignoring the obviously precarious position he is putting himself in - both figuratively and literally. And unfortunately, the naive young man really had no idea...\n\nHis eyes couldn't make out very little in that dark room, but the promise of freedom beckons, and he grabbed the granite edges of the hole and pulled his body halfway through, his stomach scraping across the rough parts.\n\nIt was then the lights turned on in this room, making him gasp in shock.\n\n\"What do we have here?\" the voice of Joe booms as two guards immediately held Eric's hands so he can't move back to the showers. Eric stared at the smirking face of the mustached Joe who is standing and looking down at him like a kid caught with the hand in his cookie jar.\n\nEric should have known it was too easy to be true! Joe had set a trap for this idiot!\n\n\"If prison is so easy to break out of, everyone would have done it, dumbass!\" Joe laughed, and if Eric's hands were free he would have slapped himself on the forehead, but probably not before socking this asshole one on the jaw.\n\n\"Now, we caught you trying to escape, you will be in more trouble if we report you. Let's see what you are willing to do to keep this secret...\"\n\nEric's fears came true, as Joe began taking off his own pants and pulling down his underwear exposing his half erect cock. Joe began rubbing himself to an erection... Eric's eyes grew wide as he saw the warden's a eight-incher with a girth so wide that his mouth would take effort to swallow, but his continuing struggles are futile since the guards' strong arms held him in place. He can only stare helplessly as Joe grin viciously down at him and start pushing his cock at his face.\n\n\"Suck it, convict,\" Joe cruelly intones.\n\nSeeing no other alternative, the Eric hid his disgust, opening his mouth and began taking this prison warden's massive dick in. Joe sighed as he begin pushing in and out of Eric's face, enjoying these few moments of the mix of pleasure and power he had in life.\n\nIf this isn't bad enough, the light switched back on the showers as the voice of another guard walks in...\n\n\"Trying to run away, I see eh?\" The guard mocks as he gripped Eric's firm ass as it remained bent over at the wall. The young man froze in fear as he tries to avoid thinking about what the other guy on the other end planned to do with him.\n\nAs the warden is making him focus his full attention on his cock, Eric's muffled protests goes unheeded - not that they intend to heed them anyway, as he began to feel the guard behind him begin pressing a hard fleshy appendage against the crack in his ass. Given the width and warmth, Eric knew the guard is planning on sodomizing him.\n\nDespite this encounter, Eric couldn't help but feel his cock stiffen, thanks to the man behind him, whose name he didn't even know, taking the opportunity to give Eric a reach-around, firmly grabbing his cock and began rubbing it hard as he pushed inexorably against the poor guy's balloon knot opening in his ass.\n\nThe guard moaned at the tightness of this pleasure as he slammed all the way into his victim's ass, letting the pain fill Eric to the core while at the same time enjoying the reach-around pleasure from having his cock forcibly jerked off.\n\n...\n\nFrom that encounter onwards, Eric knew he would have to regularly satisfy the guards and the warden if he hoped to make it out of prison for an early release. Hey isn't he going to get many releases inside prison too? Well, maybe it isn't such a bad deal after all. But he can only pray and hope that his fellow inmates won't find out about his new joyful role. How long can he keep it a secret as he spends hours every week or so banging his masters is anyone's guess......"
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"content": "Jeff looked from his phone screen to his computer screen. He was conflicted. On the one hand, there was a new story about Excella that was being shown everywhere. But on the other, Kelly said she needed help with stuff. Should he keep up-to-date on his favorite super heroine, or should he see what his hot neighbor wanted?\n\nHe sighed. He knew he did not have a chance with either of them, but at least Kelly knew he existed. That was what ultimately sealed the deal. He sent her a quick message, waited a few minutes, and then headed over. \n\nWhen he got there, Kelly opened the door even before he could let her know. Her full, red lips offered a smile as bright as the sun, and her clear blue eyes sparkled in the light. Her golden hair was tied back in a neat braid that fell to her shoulders. \n\n\"Thanks for coming, Jeff.\" She said cheerfully.\n\n\"Uh, yeah, no problem. What's up?\"\n\nHe fought to keep his eyes above her neck. Even with her beauty, it could be hard at times. Especially since she knew how to dress to show off, and had a body that suited her fashion sense perfectly.\n\nHer long legs were almost completely bare, with only a tiny amount of her thick thighs exposed. Her denim cutoffs hugged her generous hips perfectly, and made her tight bubble butt a deadly weapon of mass distraction. Her shirt was cut to show off her tiny waist and flat midriff, and a considerable amount of cleavage. Of course, the fact that her breasts were bigger than most supermarket melons helped with that. \n\n\"Oh, not too much. I was just doing some spring cleaning, and wanted some help getting rid of some boxes and stuff. Nothing too bad. I just need them brought out to the corner.\"\n\n\"Got it. I think I can help with that.\"\n\n\"Thanks! You're a life saver.\"\n\nShe was practically bouncing as she let him in. The house did have that newly cleaned look to it, although it was not until he was further in that he saw the offending boxes. There were two piles, one bigger than the other. \n\n\"Okay, you can start with that one.\" Kelly said, pointing at the larger pile. \"I'll start with this one.\"\n\nShe headed to the smaller pile and retrieved one of the boxes. She did so by bending at the waist. She was almost aiming her ass at him. Jeff had to fight to keep himself in check. He tore his eyes off the amazing view and went for the first box.\n\nThe task was not a difficult one. The boxes were not too heavy, and there were a lot of good things to watch. Every time Kelly went for one of her boxes, she did so by bending over quite a bit more than she probably needed to. And Jeff was very glad for it each time. \n\nThe two chatted lightly as they worked. She was always cheerful and laughed at everything even remotely funny he said. Some hopeful part of him thought she might be flirting, but the rest of him said otherwise. \n\nThere was something odd though. With all the distractions, it took him awhile to notice, but each box Kelly moved rattled slightly. It sounded like they had some hefty pieces of metal in them. \n\n\"Hey, those sound pretty heavy. Are you sure you don't want some help moving them?\" Jeff asked.\n\n\"No, I've got it. Thanks for the offer though.\" She replied, hefting another box. \n\nJeff had to know. He waited until she was gone, delivering a box to the trash pile. He quickly went to get one of the dwindling boxes she was moving. It was heavy. Very heavy. So heavy that he could not get it to budge in the slightest, no matter how much he tried. He went for another box and found it just as immovable.\n\nHe heard Kelly coming back and went to the pile of boxes he could move. His mind was racing a mile a minute. What did this mean? How could such a slender woman move such heavy boxes? She should not be able to do that. Someone like Excella could do it easily, but a normal person? \n\nHis brow furrowed in thought. Come to think of it, the two did have a similar build. The super woman was a little taller, but that could be explained easily with a simple change in footwear. They also had similar voices. And nearly identical hair and eyes. Actually, once he really thought about it, whenever Excella was active, Kelly was not. \n\nCould it be? Could he be living next to a real life super hero? It seemed crazy, but it seemed to be more and more possible the more he thought about it. Why had he never noticed before?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A goth cat girl takes a summer job at a cafe / brothel... | [
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"content": "(Note: Actually I just wanted to write a few paragraphs but I ended up writing a full story which is not what I actually aimed for. Regardless, I'm still in the slow, slow process of learning how to write smut stuff despite my months of writing attempts, please feedback and advise, thank you)\n\nCharity cursed as she stared at herself in the mirror of the employee's changing room. There's nothing wrong with her physical appearance. Her lustrous black hair makes a stark contrast against her porcelain white skin, the wavy bangs also partly obscuring what would otherwise be her piercing dark eyes. Her jet-black cat ears sprouted on top of her head, overall framing an alluring sex appeal with her face.\n\nThe problem is this outrageous french maid outfit she had to wear. Oh no, she's used to fetishistic outfits in conventions she occasionally takes part in, but this? The traditional frills and lace are there, with the bodice accentuating her slender waist, what made her cat-ears twitch a little with unease is the short length of the skirt, a lot shorter than she would have liked. Almost the entirety of those smooth bare thighs of hers was shown, and given this extent her panties could easily be exposed to the customers if had to bend down, she privately mused to herself in dismay. Her waving tail coming out from the end of her back probably won't be enough to distract some pervert, and those damn white knee high socks isn't helping either.\n\nCharity took a deep breath and left the room, preparing for her first day of work as one of the waitresses in this bar. This shouldn't be a problem. She maintains a smooth composure by mentally running through the work rules given to her.\n\nAmong the other rules for serving as a waitress, the last but most important one her boss told her before she signed the contract: \"If you want to keep your job, don't resist or get offended by what they say or do, unless they are trying to physically hurt you.\"\n\nCharity arise from her thoughts, noticing she had no one to serve, given another waitress in the area is already talking to the only customer seated at the far corner. Business looked slow today. The waitress is a regular blonde girl and a pretty one too, probably around her age, dressed in somewhat like a ridiculous caricature of a disney princess, a blue outfit with a low-back along with her low-cut cleavage exposing a good amount of her ample breasts.\n\nIt is what happens next that made Charity's skin crawl. She just noticed the customer, a man staring at this \"princess\"... Not at her face, but rudely looking her up and down. And much to Charity's shock, while the man is voicing out his order, his hand reached out and plunged into the girl's cleavage, making her giggle as she playfully pulled away, holding the man's hand as both walked upstairs...\n\nCharity flipped the menu open in a haste and begin reading. She gasped in horror, her eyes wide open as she went through the options.\n\nA1: An expresso with a handjob for $80, with options in private or in public.\n\nA2: A beer with a blowjob for $120, with the same options.\n\nAnd this list goes on, with each item getting outrageous as she reads further down... \nThis isn't a bar for customers with fetishistic costume tastes, it is a brothel masquerading as a bar! That explains why it is located in these remote parts, its odd operating hours, the ridiculously exorbitant price of a simple cup of coffee that the guy just ordered, along with the unusually high rates she's promised.\n\nCharity shook in fear for the anticipation of what she's expected to do, for god's sake why had she not read the contract line by line carefully before she signed it? Why has yet again the promise of high pay drew her to throw caution to the winds?\n\n\"Excuse me? Menu?\"\n\nShe was so caught up in her self-pity over her mistake that she did not see two more men stepping into the bar sitting down together on the table nearest to her. They are dressed in formal suits with their ties loosened and from what little she can catch of the brief exchange the two had with each other, she figured they must be co-workers. Indeed it is so, Dale and Edgar are good friends who drove a long way here to try out the services of this \"bar\", and it sure looks like they will be Charity's first customers...\n\n\"Yeess sir...\", Charity stammered nervously as she approached these two with the menu in hand. Internally she struggled but deep down she knew she can't back out now, in retrospect she realizes her boss, who is actually the pimp, had trapped her with this contract.\n\n\"Menu,\" Dale, the taller and bigger of the two, took the menu from her and begin do a quick scan through it. He appears to be in his late thirties to early forties, probably nearly old enough to be her father! Meanwhile, the nerdier-looking Edgar who is a few years younger, stared at her and smile, and she can tell that face is one of lust as he eyed her from toe to head. She didn't know it, but Edgar had his own fair share of paying for prostitutes, but never that of a cat-girl, given how uncommon her kind is. Regardless, there's not much else she could do but put on the best semblance of a professional smile like she was asked to do in her prior part time jobs at other real, authentic bars and cafes.\n\n\"C3 sounds good, how about doing it right here?\" Dale asked Edgar as he cheekily slapped his friend on the face with the menu, making him jump a little and bringing him back to attention.\n\n\"... Okay sure, we talked about this already, haven't we?\" Edgar muttered.\n\nDale nodded as he gave a small smile to Charity with the order \"C3, public\". If she could describe this smile, it is a professional looking one, as if this man had been trained to do that for his career, it accentuates his handsome but rugged features, with the suit hiding what's presumably a powerful muscular frame. As for the other guy, Edgar is bespectacled and skinny, and the girl thought he wasn't that bad-looking either, even if in all honesty he wouldn't really stand out in a crowd. A small, twisted part of her comforted herself, pointing out that at least her first customers aren't utterly detestable men.\n\nCharity nodded when she took the order, and walked off to notify the bartender, her heart heavy as she resigned to her fate to whatever perverted act she had to do - and on the bar itself. It was only when she read out the order did she find out what C3 means. Yes, she would have to serve two mugs of pale lager which is nothing out of the ordinary besides its premium brand, but her jaw dropped when she saw the words accompanying the drink.\n\nShe approached the men again with her head down, not daring to look up as she meekly approached the table with the mugs full of beer and settled it down. The wooden table is small and sturdy, draped with a large tablecloth that covers it down to the legs. It was clearly meant for any hanky-panky under it, something she could not afford getting out of today.\n\nCharity bends over, gingerly lifting the tablecloth out so she can crawl under it, but right before she could, Edgar stopped her, as he admired her barely exposed underwear with her bum sticking out of that short skirt.\n\n\"Wait, come'over here,\" Edgar gave an almost animalistic growl as he pulled the girl's slight frame over to his lap. True to her initial fears, the skirt easily hiked up and exposed her panties to the man, who began rubbing at her panties immediately as he licked her neck and caressed those soft cute cat-ears on her head. Dale did nothing else besides drinking his beer and smile as he stared into Charity's pleading eyes while she endured getting molested in public. Perhaps he knew that's the poor girl's first time doing this in the bar.\n\nDespite the rough work from Edgar's fingers, her face grew red as she breathed hard, the perverse combination of humiliation of being felt up by a stranger and having her sensitive parts - both her ears and her pussy massaged, quickly had her growing aroused in a matter of a few minutes.\n\nKnowing she had best stay relaxed, Charity's hand accidentally brushed past Edgar's pants, finding out that her customer is now growing erect with anticipation. Wanting better access, Edgar pulled down Charity's panties, with Dale helping out by sliding them off her legs, leaving her pussy completely exposed to them. Both men liked the sight of her well-trimmed bush, and Edgar is now repeatedly pushing his digits in and out of her now wet slit, increasing his pace as he enjoyed the sensation of her soft skin on his face and hearing her now audible soft moans...\n\n(Let me know if you would want to see the story concluded with the other paragraphs I've yet to post)"
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"content": "\"I'm home.\"\r \n\r \n\"Ah, Ken! Welcome back. Big Sis was just about to make dinner. You saved your appetite, right?\" \r \n\r \nMillie. Millie Fairbell was the name of this cheerful, beaming girl coexisting with me in this apartment. And as of a few weeks ago, officially my step-sister. The news of her arrival was sudden, to say the least... but the moment I laid eyes on her the first day we ment, I was put at ease. She really was the spitting image of the gorgeous woman my father married.\r \n\r \nTearing away my tie and stuffing it into the reaches of my messenger bag, I responded. \"Of course. Haven't eaten anything since I went to work this morning.\" I joked. Well, I said this in a joking tone, but it wasn't an untrue statement. I was saving room for dinner. Millie's cooking skill is transcendent, rivaled only by her own mother's. Perhaps their culinary prowess is heriditary...\r \n\r \n\"Oh, that's no good. You'll starve yourself!\" With a chuckle, she continued directing the kitchen like an orchestra conductor. \"A growing boy needs his nutrients...\"\r \n\r \nWatching Millie gleefully commandeer the kitchen was an indescribable sight. Watching her energetically check and adjust the stove-top settings or refresh her knowledge of the recipe she found online... A gentle tune audible over the sound of food sizzling and utensils clanking against cooking ware... The delectable aroma wandering about the apartment, filling the air with a balanced array of flavors...\r \n\r \nI peered over towards Millie, initially wondering exactly what she was cooking, but soon I found my eyes drift towards the chef rather than the meal. She truly was an exquisite specimen. Young adult, not too far off from my age... naturally gorgeous, a real rural, country-side beauty. A light dotting of freckles upon her cheeks and shoulders. Ginger hair flowing into a braid, laid over said shoulder, tied off with a pink hair tie. Sporting a bare-shouldered sweater… and a form-fitting one at that. Showing off her... bountiful curves. And she claims to be pretty small for a holstaur.\r \n\r \nOh, 'spose I forgot to mention that she's a demihuman. Piercing through her shimmering amber hair were two short, dark horns and a set of angled bovine ears. And then there's that swishing little tail swaying from under the hem of her sweater. Looking further down to her black leggings, snug against her healthy, plump legs.\r \n\r \nI patted my forehead with the bottom of my palm, trying to expel the thoughts forming in my head... she's my sister... I shouldn't think like that! But... we're not blood related... so is such a relationship truly... These concepts crashed into each other like opposing armies. Doubts, fears, motivations, lusts all crashing and contradicting one another. I was enamored with the daughter of the woman my father married. One wrong move, a few wrong words could not only demolish my relationship with Millie, but cause havoc for the entire family...\r \n\r \n\"Alrighty, food's done! You're gonna love the heck out of it!\" Her oblivious smile was infectious. But the conflict in my mind was a painfully effective cure.\r \n\r \nAs always, her cooking was le magnifique. Filling, tasty, and totally hitting the spot. I had nothing but good things to say to her about it, and I could tell my compliments to the chef were not falling on deaf ears. She sat opposite of me, chin in her hands, watching me finish off the meal. I hadn't even noticed that she had long since been through her meal, though she did seem to have smaller portions.\r \n\r \n\"Amazing as always.\" I sighed, satisfied after a day of trudging around with a barren stomach. Patting my belly, I felt the fatigue that comes with a full stomach. I stood up with a groan, before engagning in some minor stretches. I noticed the sky outside had become a hazy sunset. All things considered, I felt like it was time to hit the hay.\r \n\r \nMillie and I bantered about for a few moments before we went our seperate ways. I headed towards my room, she towards hers. I had barely made it into my bed before she slowly poked her head into my room.\r \n\r \n\"Hey... Ken... do you have tommorrow off?\" Her voice was soft and breathy.\r \n\r \nTurning around, I saw a markedly more meek and bashful Millie. A side I've never seen before. The only mood I've ever witnessed her in was joy or excitement... but here she stands before me, stradling the doorway in her cow-print pajamas... a face red like roses and blue eyes like sapphires.\r \n\r \n\"Y-yeah, I do... what's up?\" I responded, slowly walking towards her and opening the door further. She faced me directly now, at least with her body. Her gaze was averted, only occasionally targeting me as she fidgeted. \r \n\r \n\"W-well... I need your help with something.\""
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"content": "Think of a raffle with great prizes. Only women can take a ticket, and it's free! The raffle takes place in the lobby, where there's a lot of people all day. It looks like pretty much any ordinary lottery with its raffle buckets and the display of prizes. Just one detail is strikingly different: Next to the prizes, there is a gynecological examination chair. \n\nThere are some normal blank tickets in the raffle, but there are also loosing tickets of a different kind which earn the woman who draws them a certain time on the gynecological char -- on display in the lobby hall, naked, legs spread wide. There are three versions of this ticket, and they differ in the time the woman must spend on the chair: 30 seconds, 5 minutes, or 30 minutes."
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"content": "English isnt my first language.\n\n\"Charles, can you come here please?\" Said Lucy, almost singing. She always asking me to do 'something' as part of my training. \n\n\"Hello ma'am, what is your problem?\" \n\n\"I said you can call me Lucy, darling. Drop the formalities.\"\n\n\"Sorry, ma-Lucy, w-what is the reason you called\"\n\n\"I was gathering the ingredients for our next class and found this by the river.\" She said, holding a snake-looking animal. \"This is a Amour Suborder, commonly called the Love Serpent. You know it, right?\"\n\n\"Y-yes! Many seek its venom for its ability to enhance the libia of the human body in extreme amounts, basicly creating a 'human heat'.\"\n\n\"Correcto!\" She kisses my forehead \"And did they theached you how to act if someone is bitten by it?\"\n\nStill recovering from the shock of the kiss, i barely heard the question, but after a few seconds i recomposed myself.\n\n\"The official guide says to attend all of the infected wishes, no matter who or why, to reduce the time the poison stays in their body.\"\n\n\"Very good, as always, but it seems you just read it out of a book\"\n\n\"Yeah, it was on the Beast-ology, i think.\"\n\n\"So you didnt ever seen one in real life?\"\n\n\"No, why do you ask?\"\n\n\"The best way to know to treat someone infected or a beast in general is hand-on experience.\"\n\nBefore i could argue that, she put her finger on the Love Serpent's fangs, that bit her and caused her to fall on the ground.\n\n\"Lucy!\" I screamed, running at her and picking her in my arms. She opened her eyes, now pink with heart symbols.\n\n Fininshing tomorrow. Sorry."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] In a world where everyone has augmented reality ocular implants, everyone upgrades themselves in the eyes of others, and nobody knows who is who any more. | [
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"content": "\"This feels SO FUCKING GOOD!\" Martin growls as he thrusts hard into Eternity's soft, wet pussy - he gradually speeds up, he's half conscious of the time as he approaches the end of his paid hour. He runs his hands up the curves of her back, taking a handful of the long blonde hair to pull back her head. \r \n\r \nShe lets out soft moans as her petite body shakes with each penetration, as he gets harder and faster she struggles to stay on all fours. \"I'm close, I'm close, I'm close...\" he repeatedly mutters, she starts to exagerate her own pleasure (clients love that). His grip on her slackens which is her sign to get in position, as his cock pulls out for the final time she spins around on the bed, her face now level with his throbbing cock, ready to explode at any moment as he begins vigorously stroking himself, his eyes begin to roll back in his head.\r \n\r \nWithin her AR ocular field, only visible to her, a message flashes up: OPTIMAL SEXUAL ANALYSIS COMPLETE. BLINK TWICE TO INITIATE. The network was very slow today but better late than never, she blinks twice, the program instantly swaps out her face to his ideal sexual fantasy. She looks up at him but his eyes are closed with pleasure to notice her changed appearance.\r \n\r \nHis cock is ready to burst and with a final stroke he unloads a huge, white load over her face - \"YYYYYEEEEESSSSSS.....WHAT THE FUCK! SIS?!\" her eyes are half closed to avoid the thick cum but she can still make out the expression on his face of both pure orgasmic bliss and absolute horror. \"What the hell are you doing?!\" he shouts, his cock still hanging over her face with a few final drops falling on her. \r \n\r \n\"What do you mean?\" Eternity asks, puzzled, \"the AI at Ultimate Fantasy AR Companions Inc. determined this is the face of your ultimate fantasy?\" She licks her cum coated lips (guys love the idea they taste good) and gives a cheeky smile. \"I apologise if the delayed implementation of your desired face caused a shock, if you speak with customer service they may be able to offer you a partial refund.\" \r \n\r \n\"But you look just like my sister!!\" He blurts out. \r \n\r \n\"The analysis reviewed all available data, including societal level sexual trends, famialial communication dynamics, and historical personal data.\" She says matter of factly, knowing the AI never gets this stuff wrong.\r \n\r \n\"What data would possibly say I want this...\" He blusters, though noticably not taking his eyes off her painted white face, or his hand off his semi-flaccid cock. \r \n\r \nThe AI provides her the necessary data within her ocular view to present to him. \"Your private messages exchanged with your sister Lisa had a flirtation rating of 73%, significantly higher than the standard sibling communication.\" \r \n\r \n\"But...we just chat, nothing more!!\" He argues back. \"And how did you get access to my private messages?!\"\r \n\r \n\"In the terms and conditions of our rendezvous it clearly stated that you provide full access to all relevant data sources, public and private.\" She doesn't really have to force him to acknowledge his taboo fantasy but she is enjoying herself. \"Another data point is your recent browser history including the following titles 'My Sexy Little Sister 15', 'Naughty Little Sister 6', 'Horny Little...\"\r \n\r \n\"OK OK! You can stop listing those.\" He seems defeated, and a little shamed. \r \n\r \n\"UFARC offers complete confidentiality, I hold no judgement but will adjust my appearance.\" \r \n\r \n\"Wait!\" he gestures for her to stop, before reaching over for his phone, \"Like, since you're already like this...maybe I could get a photo before you change...\" He says sheepishly. She can't help but laugh, the AI never gets it wrong, she puts on a big smile for the camera as the cum continues to run down Lisa's face."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Roommate prompts | [
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"content": "You would think even the dense nerd would get a clue if he's the only dude allowed to get a room in a house with six young women who happily walk around naked and eat popsicles/chocolate bananas if it's just him or the other roommates. \n\nThen if not that, then after they started spreading their legs and sometimes even masterbating if they knew he was looking in their direction. \n\nThe girls were reaching their breaking point where they were seriously considering just throwing him onto a couch or bed and just start riding the very well endowed handsome nerdy hunk."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You decide to get back at your bullies by tricking them to drink a love potion | [
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"content": "Honestly, he hadn't even expected the love potion to work! Never mind the idea that it would work so well...\n\n\"Fuck it. Hold still...\" Chloe Emberlace said, as she pushed Stanley into the coat room of an empty lecture hall. \"I don't know what's come over me, but you suddenly look so fucking hot...\" She blinked, and a moment of clarity almost came to her, but before she knew it, she was pawing at him again.\n\nStanley didn't know what to do with himself, as he watched the half succubus cheerleader seemingly uncontrollably start to unbutton his jeans. \"I didn't think it would work...\" He half whispered to himself, seeing his own reflection in the polished golden caps on the red horns that parted her blonde hair.\n\nShe perked up a bit, although her hands continued to wander around his body. She pressed herself to him, only able to get so close, as her prodigious, volleyball sized breasts squished against him. She tried to focus on him through her haze of lust and unaccountable affection. \"You can't believe what worked?\"She asked, her crimson eyes peering intently into his brown ones.\n\n\"I... Um... Nothing?\" He offered\n\nShe started to say something, but then she just started staring at him. He could actually feel her in the back of his mind, her telepathy starting to root around in his thoughts, despite his somewhat feeble attempts to resist it.\n\n\"You slipped a love potion into my latte?\" She suddenly asked.\n\n\"I... Um... I didn't know what else to do?\"\n\nShe had been messing with him... Using her powers to give him uncontrollable erections, pretty much just constantly. Spreading rumors to the other girls that He had fairy pox. Needlessly drying attention to his painful virginity not only during social situations, but even during lectures... Still though, There was a problem. \"A love potion shouldn't even work on me. Where did you even get one?\" \n\n\"When you were acting... The way you were... I thought I might tell on you to your parents, hopefully your father... But I got your mom instead. She told me how to make the potion. She even sent me some weird reagents.\"\n\nA flash of realization crossed Chloe's face. She sighed, and she drew her plump red lips into a thin line... As much as she could, anyway, her lips were *very* plump. Blinking once and determinedly running Her tongue along the inside of her cheek, she exhaled and focused her powers once again.\n\nSuddenly, Stanley felt himself getting hard. Excruciatingly hard. Impossibly hard. Absolutely achingly hard! He groaned from the shear physical shock of it. Is cock was practically ready to burst out of his open fly, pressing against Chloe's long, thick, shapely thigh.\n\nShe reached down and deftly freed him from his underpants, grasping his cock and giving it a few experimental strokes. It was thick and heavy, surprisingly respectable on such a nerd. She gave him a genuine, if slight, smile of approval, as she fixed him with a sultry look. \"I guess we're doing this,\"She said, impassively.\n\nHolding his cock against her thigh, she continued to stroke him. It was already leaking precum, and it kissed her tanned skin with little droplets of white, even before she was able to start smearing at about with her soft, lovely fingers. She was slightly taller than him, and she leaned down to kiss him, as she pressed him against the wall. Her long, dextrous tongue invaded and snaked around his mouth. He was practically overwhelmed with lust at this point He could feel the heat coming off of her skin. Her scent, like spice and caramel invaded his nostrils, and he all but surrendered to her embrace."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Esdeath (Akame ga kill - anime), tags - selfcest, clones, bdsm | [
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"content": "Cold lonely night.\n\nNight raid had one\n\nDon't just stand it like a coward deliver the final blow!\n\nHer body imbued with the black tattoos due to her swords curse akame's grip on the hilt of her sword tightened. She quickly raised her blade and angled it prepared to deliver a fatal strike when tatsumi stepped in front of her.\n\nAkane I get it, but please can we in the Bloodshed once and for all.\n\nYou don't get it tatsumi this is the way to end the Bloodshed once and for all, she is the leader of the group that several of our friends died fighting to. she deserves the same fate.\n\nI know and I understand but maybe if you leave her alive this can be in the peacefully even if that's not how it started.\n\n_fine_ tatsumi stepped aside and akane shealthed her sword. Personally I'd rather make you pay with blood _however_ it would be better for the bit of the Kingdom if our two groups strived to achieve peace. If you leave and never return I can guarantee you will not receive persecution however if I catch even a whisper of you on these Lanes again I will hunt you down personally.\n\nRidiculous, just because you've won this battle doesn't mean the fight is over.\n\nThe battle is over Esdeath why can't we just end this and live in peace?\n\nThey don't deserve to live in peace their criminals causing problems for the Royals.\n\nThe Royals are the one allowing their citizens to live in poverty not to mention killing them for their pleasure. Also you speak as if I'm not one of them but we both know I am and I will always stand with them. \n\nTBC"
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"content": "(likely has triggering content)\n\n*I mean supporting these big boobies without much training was a dead giveaway that my succubus heritage was stronger than I first thought.*\n\nwas what I thought when I noticed that it had become less hungry l had become since it first started to affect me. I had eaten all the food I had and just started to use my mic a lot more. I was chubby but not to the point it concerned me. I just went back to my games and just had my fun with that.\n\nmy figure had changed somewhat since I now pretty much could just use the sexual energy from those lonely gamers who can't seem to get girlfriends. I was bored so I went shopping for some new clothes since most were just hoodies and jeans. I got tank tops and shorts and a dress for good measure.\n\nI purposely flaunted my boobs around and acted like I didn't notice. on multiple of the shirts I had bimbo on it as a joke. I went to a game shop and looked at the new games, a girl around my age walked up and was staring at me so I looked at her and turned to her. my boobs moving freely since I never considered bras. \"is something wrong?\" I asked just out of curiosity. she just fumbled her words massively and her face turned red.\n\nwe had become good friends and when I went to bed I noticed that she was among the ones being horny for me. we met up several more times and I slightly teased her with my form. \"be honest do you like me in *that* way?\" I said to her so she could come clean about it. \"actually, I do, I hope that that doesn't ruin our friendship.\" \"it doesn't, I actually like you too.\" and so we started dating and playing games together.\n\nwe had met up with my parents first and my mom was the most disappointed that I didn't get with a guy so that there was a bloodline of her on earth the easy way. \"please explain what you mean by the easy way?\" I asked with some frustration \"well there is a chance that you get pregnant even though you're both girls.\" \"good to know.\"\n\nwe went to her parents next and I had to wear my swimsuit for it, I was confused by it until we were at her place. \"ah, so a gay-mer.\" I said. \"why must you make puns?\" ariel said. her dad just laughed at it. guess that that isn't any different. we then just talked in water, my boobs bobbing in the water."
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"content": "(My first supernatural smut, please do give feedback if you have any, thanks!)\n\n\"... Alright remember, leave her body by early morning before she gets suspicious,\" Clarissa thought as she approached the sleeping form of Jennifer.\n\nTo cut the long story short, Clarissa is what us regular folks call a \"ghost\", or the rough equivalent. Wonder why we don't see ghosts nowadays? Because they don't need to show themselves these days - The modern internet is a massive global network of electronic devices where these sneaky ethereal beings can piggy-ride on and travel from one place to another instantaneously via electrical impulses. At the same time they can also feed on this same wondrous infinite pool instead of getting the measly scraps from any human victims' brain impulses. Wonder why your laptop might malfunction from time to time or why the software you use occasionally has bugs that you can't reproduce again? Well, now you know why.\n\nLet's leave the telling of Clarissa's origin to another story, shall we? Our Clarissa here happened to grew enamored with her nerdy human friend Jennifer, finding her private blog's entries about her sex life, or rather the lack thereof rather endearing.\n\n\"Can't get him out of my mind right now. Sometimes with these guys I can't resist the urge to head to the toilet to rub myself for relief...\" being typical of Jennifer's posts from time to time, with the \"him\" being the occasional handsome guy that pops up in the office where Jennifer worked as a receptionist.\n\nAnd with the lights turned on, it's easy for the ghost to manifest and watch Jennifer in the bathroom of her company's office with her legs open and getting herself off, making muffled moans as her fingers dug deep into her pussy. Vast majority of her kind nowadays are indifferent to humans' various urges, but the exceptional Clarissa was bemused and wished to re-live the experience of what's its like again, memories of a past long ago that are rapidly fading...\n\nAnd this is the second time she's borrowing Jennifer's body again.\n\n\"I'm doing you a favour,\" Clarissa mumbles as her ethereal form easily descended from the shining bright light bulb onto the sleeping girl - the most vulnerable moment when a human's mental guard is down. And thus Clarissa now has full control of Jennifer's body without the latter's awareness. In another earlier time, it's called spiritual possession and is often grounds to call for an exorcist.\n\n\"Too bad, that's what the girl gets for sleeping with the lights on,\" Clarissa giggles as she looked all over her new body, and began going through Jennifer's wardrobe for something sexy to wear for the night-life.\n\n\\-------\n\nThe clock struck Sunday 12am when Clarissa stepped into the nearby bar wearing a knee-high blue skirt and a tight white blouse that showed off her tight curves, or rather, Jennifer's. Her smoky eye and nude lips are accentuated by her smooth skin that shone of vitality and youth. Clarissa mused that it wasn't a surprise she couldn't find anything better, and had to make do with what Jennifer has, along with skillful application of make-up to enhance the beauty that the normally mousy girl hides. Then again, this is a seedy bar that Jennifer will never step in of her own accord, so it might not be that difficult...\n\nAnd thus Clarissa flashed an enchanting smile at the bartender and a few nearby patrons before settling down on one of the seats in the far corner of the bar, giving the bartender a nonchalant remark she's waiting for someone. \nAnd so almost instantly, she drew the attention of a few guys. \n\"No phone, just sitting and waiting,\" she reminded herself.\n\nShe doesn't even have to wait more than 10 minutes. And beyond her expectations, not one, but two men approached her. Only one guy is doing the talking though, beginning the standard and almost lame pick-up lines that would have bored Clarissa to death - if only she's still alive that is.\n\nThey introduced themselves to each other. The guy who did the talking called himself Ted, an average looking guy in his early to mid-30s, with a boyish voice that contrasts his seemingly overconfident attitude with the way he tries to pick up strangers. The second tag-along called himself Adam, his gruff voice fitting his huge frame, the rough edges on his face would have someone guessing he's around 40. Both guys are dressed in shirts and jeans, a casual affair for the weekend after all.\n\nYes, of course Clarissa accepts the free drink. After all, it's not nice to spend Jennifer's money without permission. And then another arrives...\n\n\\-------\n\n\"And that's how he got off,\" Clarissa gave a crass laugh after she downed her fourth shot of tequila, recalling her tale of her past sexual conquest with her two new male companions.\n\nThe truth is she isn't drunk. Possessed bodies operate on a different level, and Clarissa knew what these guys' games were from the start, deliberately flirted with them, and put up a semblance of being drunk and helpless.\n\nTo once again be able to enjoy the sensation of hands roaming over her body... Hands were feeling up her breasts, and within the shadows of their seats, Adam's huge hand slid under her skirt where his rough fingers began pulling at her panties and tugging at it so that the material rubs against her clit. Clarissa moaned for the first time. All in front of the other bar patrons, but such wanton acts are commonplace here, and everyone ignored the trio.\n\n\"You don't have to get me drunk, I'll fuck you both in the ladies,\" Clarissa whispered into Ted's ear, with her hand running over the front of Ted's jeans and pushing down to feel his erection. Ted stared at her in astonishment, her face flushed red and eyes clearly filled with lust.\n\n\"Sure thing, what are we waiting for then? Let's go,\" Ted gave an exclamation that fails to hide his joyful anticipation of scoring a goal. Adam grunted and followed closely behind, where Ted dragged the \"drunk\" laughing Clarissa into the toilet and into the empty handicap stall...\n\n(Let me know if would like me to continue this story)"
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"content": "This is not a tale of the beginning of all, for we can never know the beginning of all. But a long time ago, there were no stars or planets, earth or sea or sky, life or death. Everything that existed was in a formless and chaotic muddle, with all creatures existing or not existing or changing their form at will. Great monsters larger than mountains with scales like armor would appear, devour other monsters, and then vanish.\n\nOne of the beasts to appear from this great chaos was a being of pure, primordial pleasure--a single, bright spark. \n\nAt first he was content to simply exist as a single point of intense sensation. But soon he desired to expand--to become a vast pillar of sensation, so that by focusing on different parts of its length, he could gain different types of pleasure. The end that contained the original point stayed more sensitive; the rest of this vast pillar was still pleasureful, but less so, in order to give more meaning to the intense pleasure at the end. He also stretched the point of intense pleasure out in time, making it more intense at the end, in order to give it more meaning. And so he became the first penis.\n\nFor a time he was content to exist just like this, as a massive rod of pleasure. However, just as he had found more pleasure expanding into a rod, next he desired to expand into a body. He placed this rod almost at the center of the new body, so that he could move this rod with every muscle, and he grew four limbs and a head to support this body as well. And so he became the first man.\n\nBut since thrusting this pillar into the void was not satisfying, he next created another body, a smaller one, with a channel built into it, near the center, out of the same material he had formed his penis out of. This was the first woman, and the channel was the first vagina.\n\nHe then thrust his penis into this vagina, and this first man and first woman had sex for the first time. The vast pillar of the first man stretched open the channel of the first woman, and it was good. The pleasure of thrusting into a woman was greater than the pleasure of simply existing in the void. The woman embraced him, and her pleasure heightened his own, thickening his seed inside his loins, until finally, he pumped his seed into her in fiery bursts of primordial pleasure. This seed was so hot that it swelled inside her belly, and she gave birth to the sun.\n\nHer next children were the Earth, the moon, and the Milky Way. But as for the birth of the gods and the creation of humankind, that is a story for another day."
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"content": "*Taking the note, it had read “Glory Hole” along with time stamps. If it was true, then it would be great…if not, then best case is the cops being called.*\n\n*Seeing that it was only a half hour before the next time frame, I decided to pour myself a cup of pineapple juice and relax. As the time nears, I decided to see if the paper was true. If not, oh well. If so, then it’ll be something fun to have.*\n\n*After preparing myself, it was a few minutes after the start time and I inserted my member through the hole. A few moments later, I hear the sound of something being set onto concrete and a voice.*\n\n???: “Do you have any rules?”\n\n*Confused, I hesitated before I had answered her question.*\n\n(Y/N): “F-first time. Just…be gentle…”\n\n———\n\nFeel free to add onto this if you want."
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"content": "\\*Knock knock\\*\n\n\"Who could it be at this time of the night,\" I grumbled as I rushed out to the front door.\n\nThe fact that the girl who's living in the apartment next door was having a noisy party while I was about to get ready for bed makes this even more annoying.\n\nOh yeah, that girl I mentioned? She's Shirley, a really pretty girl who I estimate to be in her early 20s, given she's a college student. Really a head turner, at least in my opinion. Innocent looking eyes with a delicate nose, and together with her shoulder length blonde hair framed a cute angelic face. She really captivated me whenever she smiles... If only she does that at all with me...\n\nShe seemed to hate my guts, probably only because I gave her an appreciative look after I accidentally bumped into her for the first time - I was too engrossed examining the windows of my apartment mind you. I also stammered my apology of course, but she wouldn't have it. Her eyes narrowed into an accusatory look, calling me a creep trying to get fresh with her. And that's the first day I moved in. What a great first impression, wouldn't you think?\n\nIt has been a month or so since I moved in, and I don't give a crap about how pretty she is, I would have gone over to give her a piece of my mind for annoying me with that loud music blasting. It was then I suddenly realized the peace and quiet of the night reigns supreme again, the party presumably over. That's why I could hear the knocks on my door.\n\nErm. Wow.\n\nSpeak of that bitch. The door opened, revealing Shirley.\n\nExcept this time, she's completely naked before my eyes, for a lack of a better description. Oh not completely, she's wearing slippers. Girl's holding one arm over her breasts and another covering her crotch as she looked at me, red-faced and almost sheepish-looking.\n\n\"Look, I have a bit of a problem, can you be a gentleman and let me in for a while to use your phone?\"\n\nHuh? What? Is this a trap? I am not sure, and besides I don't like her repeatedly branding me a perv for the past month whenever we brushed past each other, so I stick up my hand, treating her like a stranger, which is what she fully deserve.\n\n\"Wait, what happened?\"\n\n\"Can we not talk about this?\"\n\n\"No. I want to know why.\"\n\nI am enjoying the look of poor Shirley squirming as she turned and look around frantically, trembling at the same time at the cold air outside. Anyone looking up at my apartment might also have seen her bare ass, partially obscured by the railings. Pretty nice round bubble butt too, I just realized.\n\n\\-------\n\nWhat rotten luck for her this midnight, I learnt. First, she made the mistake of sending her fellow party mates off while in her bath robes. Secondly, the last few female friends sticking around gave her a nice prank by snatching her bath robes off her and running away with it. Thirdly, her apartment door swing as the wind blows... locking her out.\n\n\"Can't anyone else help,\" I unhelpfully (and gleefully) dragged the conversation on, seeing her shudder and grip herself harder.\n\n\"You're the last option! No one else on our level responded.\"\n\nKind of ouch, but still inside of myself I grinned maliciously. Her comeuppance couldn't arrive soon enough.\n\n\"Call the landlord then.\"\n\n\"Erm, hullo? I don't have my phone with me!? I'm naked!\"\n\nOh yeah, the deliciously obvious.\n\n\"I would recommend going down the elevator and asking for help from those strangers loitering around the first level, I'm sure if you ask nicely they would help a lovely naked lady like you,\" I concluded with a cruel smile on my face, likely evident to Shirley that I'm enjoying her embarrassing predicament.\n\nHer legs trembled and began hopping a little.\n\n\"Please, I'll do anything you want, just let me go in so I can make a phone call.\"\n\n\"Anything? Sure then, come on in.\"\n\n\\------\n\nTurned out Shirley's run of bad luck, which is the inverse of mine, hasn't ended yet.\n\n\"Awww... looks like you have to stay the night with me,\" I mocked as she puts down my phone, growling in frustration after no one responded.\n\nI made her stand naked and face me in the middle of the well-lit living room as she made her calls. The shade of red on her face was obvious as my eyes roamed over her. I caught glimpses of her nipples and pussy as her hands shifted around to hide as much of herself as she could while she dials the landlord's number. Nice puffy nipples with ample breasts, with a shaved pussy... Very nice.\n\nI just sat on my sofa and relaxed watching her, and when she gave up calling she glanced in my direction.\n\n\"You fucking pervert!\"\n\nAh, from the direction of her eyes, she presumably saw the slight bump on the front of my thin shorts as my arousal began to awaken.\n\n\"That's not nice, especially after I offer you phone calls and shelter from the cold,\" I rose up staring into her eyes threateningly as they transformed from anger and frustration to one of fear. She backed away, but she had no place to run given I just locked the apartment door.\n\n\"Can't you lend me any clothes,\" she whined pleadingly, in quite an unfit tone for someone asking for a favour.\n\n\"Nope, they are too big for your slender frame,\" I smirked as I sat back down, taking out a pack of poker cards. Looking at it, an idea struck my mind.\n\n\"Say, wanna play strip poker?\"\n\n\"... What?\"\n\n\"You know how to play poker right?\"\n\n\"... Yeah?\"\n\n\"We will bet on my socks, shorts, shirt, underwear. Five pieces. Winner of each round wins one piece, loser loses a piece, of course. If you win another round when I'm already naked, you get to wear something to sleep. But if I win another round when you are already naked, I get you for the night, deal?\"\n\nHer face goes dark. She knew my proposed game's odds are stacked against her, and from my confidence in proposing this naughty game, she probably knew I am a very good player... Unless by any small chance she's an expert poker player herself too? I sure hope not.\n\n\"It's okay if you are too scared to lose, just hug yourself in my living room while I go back to my nice, warm bed.\"\n\nThat silly girl's ego must be hurt, given that she accepted my challenge immediately after my taunt.\n\nHalleluiah. The gods are smiling upon me tonight!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She thinks by ignoring you and playing her game, she’s punishing you. However, you learned she’s willing to put up with a lot, including sex in the middle of the living room. | [
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"content": "Haley knew that Jessica couldn't stay mad all weekend. It wasn't her fault if Jessica's boyfriend was so insecure. Haley didn't even mean to mention that her cock was bigger than his. His was perfectly nice. It was just a little bit smaller than her 8 inches. For a futanari girl, she really wasn't even that big. She always considered her cock to be nice and modest, not getting in the way just above her vagina.\n\nJessica's boyfriend got all weird though, and he left the apartment. He was supposed to be staying over this weekend, and now Jessica was giving Haley the silent treatment.\n\n\"Come on! You have to say something!\" Haley pleaded, as her friend lay on her bean bag on the floor, playing elden Ring on their apartments big screen.\n\nJessica remained silent, a slight twitch of her pointy, half elven ears the only indication she'd even heard.\n\n\"Okay. I know you were planning on getting laid this weekend. I'm sorry I screwed that up. Say something?\"\n\nStill silence.\n\n\"I bet he only got weird about things because you let him know about how we mess around sometimes, didn't you?\" The tall, curvy blonde twirled a lock of her hair around one of her fingers, as she eyed her petite roommate down on the floor. He's just under 6 ft, so he shorter than me, he doesn't have big boobs or long legs like I do, and I bet he was assuming he had a bigger cock than I did. Now he's just feeling insecure and inadequate. Really, there are better ways we could have addressed that. I would have even been willing to have some fun with him! We could have done a threesome! I would have even let him have my pussy, if you wanted me to!\" Haley could feel her smooth pussy, just underneath her cock starting to get a little bit wet at the thought. Sure, Jason was a little short, but he was cute... Her cock started to stir at the idea of being sandwiched between Jessica and Jessica's boyfriend. Shifting her thighs in arousal and discomfort, she tried to quiet her libido down a bit. \n\n\"Okay... I know that I can't solve everything with sluttiness. I know it's a thing that I do... But it's not like you're that much better!\"\n\nJessica remained silent, even as Haley eyed her up and down, drinking in the small, slim girls tiny waist and nicely flared hips, her part little breasts barely covered by the halter neck dress she was wearing. She looked so enticing there, playing video games in what was clearly a \"date night\" outfit...\n\nHaley's cock was fully hard at this point, threatening to burst the buttons on her tiny jean shorts. She squeezed her cock with one hand, and she shifted her thick thighs again. One of her hands idly started to massage the soft, supple flesh of her GG cup tits, barely contained inside of her own cutoff shirt.\n\n\"You know... Maybe you still will get laid tonight...\" Haley unbuttoned her shorts, letting her thick pink cock spring out She squeezed the hot, heavy length in her hand, stroking herself. She knew that Jessica had to know what she was doing. She let her shorts fall to the floor. Jessica's ear twitched at the noise, but her roommate remained silent.\n\nHaley stripped off her own shirt, letting her heavy, teardrop shaped breasts bounce out, jiggling on her chest. Each was nearly the size of a grapefruit, hanging down to the bottom of her rib cage, firm and round. She knelt down on the floor and crawled over to Jessica. \"Here I come... I'm going to put it in if you don't give me a no...\"\n\nHaley flipped up the bottom of Jessica's short skirt, revealing her black, side tie panties. Slowly, she started to untie them, stopping now and then to give Jessica's ass a little group, or two stroke the backs of her Friends lovely thighs.\n\nA blush was starting to spread over Jessica's creamy skin, and her pussy was starting to glisten. Still though, she said nothing.\n\nHaley whipped Jessica's panties away, pulling them out from under her, eliciting what was nearly a gas from the girl, as the material rubbed along her roommate's clit. Haley experimentally started to probe around her roommates womanhood, Her fingers delicately trailing over her pussy lips, coming achingly close to her clit, but never quite touching it. Jessica started to squirm the slightest bit, and it was obvious on screen that her concentration was being interfered with. Even if she was still determinedly saying nothing, her body was starting to respond.\n\nHer own hard pink dick aching for stimulation, Haley started to crawl forward over her roommate, bringing the head of her girl cock near to The Nexus of The half elf's thighs.\n\nHaley leans down, sneaking one arm underneath Jessica, feeling her small, hurt breasts with their nipples Pearl hard. She elicited a few involuntary half stifled moans from the smaller girl as she started to play with her tits. Jessica's tits always were nicely sensitive. Haley's own breasts were now squished against her roommates back, and her own nipples were dragging against the other girl's skin and the fabric of her dress."
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"content": "A young sorcerer casts a spell that will summon his \"perfect sexual partner\" in the form of a succubus. He's a bit surprised when both a succubus *and* an incubus showed up. But that surprise just makes his erection harder!\n\nThe sorcerer gets fucked in the ass while fucking the succubus, and then both their tails twirling up his ass while bottoming out in the incubus, plus anything else you think two sex-demons and a young bisexual man could get up to. Sidenote: I'm picturing the spade-tail succubus/incubus, with the potential that the tip(s) can shapeshift for some extra options."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An ice slime helps her roommate beat the summer heat... | [
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"content": "*The sweltering heat has invaded our apartment and of course the AC had to break down. It felt too much of a cliche that the AC would break during such an inferno of heat. I knocked on Rebecca’s door to ask how she was handling the heat, but I could only hear the sounds of refreshed moans and squelching noises.*\n\n*Opening the unlocked door, I noticed that Lucy, our ice slime, had been railing Rebecca. The majority of her body wrapped around her back and slightly around her boobs, while slimy tentacles slide and ram into her pussy and ass. And each time, she lets out a moan of relief and pleasure.*\n\n*Since Lucy consumes fluids from animals to sustain herself, I saw little problems with this. Especially since Lucy was also enjoying herself. Although I may have been too engrossed, as the door had creaked. Revealing my presence…*\n\n*Lucy paused momentarily, until she had resumed with Rebecca, and a wave of her slime came towards me. If it had been any other time, I would’ve ran off. But since it was the boiling heat, I hadn’t the brain cells to do anything. They’ve mostly dried up and dusted away.*\n\n*As her cold blobby body made contact with mine, my body had instantly relaxed as I was relieved of hell’s venture into the mortal realm. But Lucy was too excited. Having pleasured Rebecca whilst cooking her off, it seems she wanted to do the same with me…*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She knew that her friends all had little crushes on her, but she was taken by surprise when they got together and announced that, by their powers combined, they were a single good boyfriend! | [
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"content": "Katie felt a tingle as soon as she got the text from Rebecca. \n\n\"Let's play tonight. Everyone's schedules finally matched.\" Not that this was at all a rare occurrence, but it definitely didn't happen every night.\n\nShe could hardly focus on work for the rest of the day, and was wet by the time she arrived at Jack's house. Jack was the only person her age she knew who actually owned a house. Most of the boys were chatting and playing a video game, and she nodded as she strode past them. They immediately quieted.\n\nShe took a shower in the master bath in Jack's bedroom, reveling in the hot water, so much stronger than in her apartment. \n\nWhen she emerged from the bathroom, still slightly damp, her long hair still wet, Ben was already waiting for her.\n\nBen was cute: shrimpy, with brown hair and a perpetually goofy expression, and he was waiting for her naked on the bed. \"It's been too long,\" he said. \n\n\"It has,\" she said. She climbed up onto the bed and kissed him. Kissing him felt comfortable, and she held his thin, warm body for a while. But they both knew that that wasn't his forte. She soon just lay back and spread her legs, and he crawled between them and lowered his head.\n\nBen's forte was his love of cunnilingus. He licked box like a gold-star lesbian. He was an artist with his tongue, a musician, a Rembrandt. He knew every area of her labia and clit and the entrance to her vagina, and he knew exactly when to lick or kiss or suck, starting gently, ramping up with the perfect tempo, never ignoring any part of her pussy. She had never met a man who was so addicted to the taste of her pussy and who knew so well how to please it, and the way he panted and moaned into her pussy made her only happier. Soon she was panting, almost yelling, as she gripped the sheets with her fists and clamped his head between her thighs, her toes curling as she surrendered to the powerful orgasm ripping through her body from between her clit and Ben's soft tongue. Ben bucked as he kept his tongue softly pressed against her clit as she came. \n\nBen rested his head on her thigh as they both caught their breath. \n\n\"Thank you,\" he said. \n\n\"No, thank you,\" she said. \"That was incredible.\"\n\nHe climbed off the bed, where there was a wet spot close to where his penis had been, and he gave her one more soft kiss before he left.\n\nAs soon as he left, Jack walked in. Jack was probably the most heavyset of them all, since he spent so much time in the office--but that office gave him a salary that let him buy this house and any treats she wanted. She rolled onto her stomach, since Jack's favorite position was prone, and spread her legs slightly. She gasped at the delicious sensation of his cock entering her from behind, and his body resting on her back. He fucked her efficiently, and all too soon he grunted, pumping his seed deep into her, and then he climbed off and was done.\n\nSoon she felt another pair of lips gently kissing her shoulders. \"I think you're not satisfied yet,\" came his deep, gentle voice.\n\nMike was definitely the sexiest of all of the men living here, with his slim but well-built body, his tall frame, his perfectly-shaped face, and his messy black hair. And, of course, his cock. Six inches of thick, smooth, curved perfection. In fact, if she hadn't just been warmed up by Ben and Jack, it might have been too thick. But right now, it was exactly what she needed. He handed her a pillow, which she put under her hips, pointing her ass up in one of his favorite positions.\n\nHe groaned as he sank his thick cock into her, and she gasped at the intense, delicious stretch. \"You're so tight,\" he grunted. He moaned and shuddered as he plunged deep, again and again.\n\n\"I want to see your pretty face,\" he said. He knelt, still inside of her, picked up one leg, and spun her around, so she was lying on her back; then, he grabbed both of her ankles and spread her legs wide. He groaned again as he sank his thick cock deep into her, into parts she's forgotten existed, as he spread her legs wide. He leaned down and kissed her, then kept thrusting, groaning, and panting, until finally he shuddered, throbbed, and pumped a massive, thick load deep inside her. Then he let go of her legs and collapsed onto her chest. For a few moments, they just gently held each other and caught their breaths.\n\nThen, he pulled out, stood up, gently kissed her one more time, and said, \"I'm going to Ben's room. Sweet dreams.\"\n\nNext, Rebecca came in with a glass of water. Katie hadn't even realized how thirsty she'd gotten. She drank it gratefully. \n\n\"Go and get yourself cleaned up,\" she said. Katie gratefully went to the bathroom, pushed out as much semen as she could--she couldn't believe how much there was!--, peed, and took a very quick second shower, just washing her legs, to get the semen dribbles off of them, and brushed her teeth. Next, after toweling off, she started blow-drying her hair. Soon, Rebecca joiner her with a second blow-drier. Soon her hair was dry.\n\n\"I really don't know what I would do without you,\" she said. \"Really, every woman should have a lesbian girlfriend.\" Rebecca chuckled and kissed her gently. Her kisses were nothing like any of the men's. \n\n\"A girlfriend? Or a scheduler and housekeeper?\" said Rebecca.\n\n\"Well, in this case, they're almost the same thing,\" said Katie. They both chuckled. \n\n\"Come on--come to bed,\" said Rebecca. Back in the main suite, she and Jack had made the bed, and all of the messiness from the sex she'd just had was gone. Gratefully, she climbed in. Rebecca climbed in on her right, and Jack on her left. Surrounded by their warm, soft bodies, she soon fell into a peaceful sleep."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The Sorceress conjured 3 portals with cocks protruding from them, she looked to the other gals in the party. "Some time ago some boys racked up a debt they couldn't repay me, so I've had these to play with. I'm willing to share though, to make this night less boring. Go on, pick one you fancy." | [
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"content": "*Albeit my fault, I had a debt to pay…*\n\nJosh: “You just COULDN’T wait until the first payment before doing this?”\n\nRebecca: “Oh, don’t act like you don’t just *love* this, Josh. Besides, there wasn’t any clause in the contract you signed that said that I need to wait until after you fail to pay a payment. Only that I could use it if you have debt!”\n\nJosh: “Will you at least cut the amount I owe you after this?”\n\nRebecca: “Depends on how long you last.~”\n\nJosh: “Deal.”\n\n*Josh then grabs a bottle from a nearby shelf and downs it. It was an aphrodisiac potion. Effects within males were an increase of semen production and constant erection without any ill effects.*\n\n*Rebecca chuckled after seeing Josh’s little stunt.*\n\nRebecca: “Well girls, you heard him~. It seems that we don’t need the other two.”\n\nSorceress 2: “Aw…”"
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"content": "*As Grace speaks up about the douche in the room, it seems that her large and muscular frame has been intimidating enough to scare the college boy off.*\n\nNoah: “Mmm…you’re so nice. To even help others when you agreed to be my emotional support dom…”\n\n*I lean onto her as it’s been a long night and my fatigue is catching up to me.*\n\nGrace: “Hey! I thought you agreed to not talk about that when we are in public! Besides…it feels shitty when someone is bullying another next to you. Either from empathy, being disturbed, or the feeling of helplessness.”\n\n*I had already been halfway into dreamland as she spoke. Her voice was so calming. Feminine, but low. Not like those peppy and squeaking Barbie girls.*\n\nNoah: “Yeah…that’s what I like about you…you…always do the right…thing…”\n\n*Noah comfortably leaned into her causing Grace to have to hold onto Noah, lest he slip and fall onto the ground. Although they were in a bench, Grace lifts Noah, bridal style, and hailed a cab. Returning back to Noah’s place to rest.*\n\n———\n\nGrace: “There we go.”\n\n*Grace had set Noah down onto his bed, getting up to leave and go to her place. That was her plan, until Noah had grabbed onto her clothes. Mumbling in his sleep.*\n\nNoah: “Hmm…stay. Comfy…comfy, cuddles…mmm…cuddles.”\n\n*Grace was taken aback. She has had feelings for Noah. As he was the usual average guy on the outside, but an emotional mess of a child on the inside. It was always on her mind to just hold onto him and spoil him until he was satisfied.*\n\nGrace: “Alright, alright. I’ll go and turn off the lights and then I’ll come crawl in and cuddle you. You needy little cutie.”\n\n——————"
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"content": "*Although the service we had provided were mainly Monster Girls, there have also been guys that volunteered for the job. Something about others not wanting to hire them. Makes sense, as most weren’t eligible for the manual labors and racists not wanting to hire them.*\n\n*Me? Well, I’m just a Neko guy that just works where their master works. Makes it easy to be together more and so we don’t have to worry about each other when one was away.*\n\n———\n\n*Seeing many kinds of customers, it’s easy to see what type of person they were. Either a shut-in, playboy, even the occasional experimentalist. So it was an interesting thing when I see a nervous woman enter. Obviously someone new to this line of business, but curious to if they would enjoy it.*\n\nRay: “Hello, my name is Ray, I’ll be your help for today! How could I help you today? We have various selections to choose from. Here, fill out this list and we can suggest you a selection! If you want, you are also able to view our full selections!”\n\nFemale: “Ah, thank you. I’m Pam. I was nervous because this was my first time, this should help. Thank you.”\n\n*No duh, it’s your first time. You looked like a lost child that wandered into an unknown place. Well, not that she’s filling out the list-*\n\nPam: “Ah, it says which I prefer, guys or girls. Is there a reason for that?”\n\nRay: “Yes! It’s because we house both Monster girls AND guys! So we can provide amenities for your preference. And each person have their own set of rules or techniques. And if you request the right combination, you have a good time!”\n\n*As I finish explaining, my GF steps out into the hall. She had finished with a client and was seeing them out. Although the smell of alcohol was radiating from them. But, as she finishes escorting them out, she turns her attention towards me.*\n\nAlice: “Aw… were you waiting for me? Such a good boy!”\n\n*She began pampering me, rubbing behind my ears and fluffing my hair. But it seems that we had drawn attention as Pam had spoken up.*\n\nPam: “Ah. Um… is it possible if I could request you two?”\n\n——————"
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"content": "*Upon taking up the mantle, Clark had taken the staff and transformed into a magical girl. Although now that the danger has passed, he learns that there was a condition to return back to his original state.*\n\nClaire (Clark): “I HAVE TO WHAT?!?!”\n\nGuild Master: “You…have to be fucked by the long secluded futanari girls…sorry.”\n\n*Yup. The only way to return to normal was to be fucked in the ass by a futanari girl. What’s worse? THERE HAVEN’T BEEN ANY SIGHTINGS OF THEM FOR DECADES! And why in the ass? Because if not, then where do you think their cock would be as you transform back into a guy?*\n\n*Welp. I now must do the impossible. Pray to a nonexistent god and hope that they haven’t actually died out and find a possible clue. Wish me luck on this adventure.*\n\n———yes I’m lazy to add any plot———\n\n*Finally. After a year of trekking through different environments and ruins, I’ve finally followed a clue to the elusive village of Futas. Now, I just…-*\n\n…\n\n*Giggles can be heard as I slowly wake. My grogginess leaving my body weak and disoriented. With what vision I had through my slightly open eye lids, I see many shadowy figures and a light.*\n\n???: “Ah! Go get the Chief! She’s awake!”\n\n*The sound of quick footsteps leave the room, while they seem to ponder over me. Their voices showing signs of awe and curiosity.*\n\nChief: “So the girl is awake? Hmm… well, I guess it isn’t by much if she can barely get up. Prepare some food and water. I’ll see to it that she recovers properly.”\n\n*The area goes quiet as multiple footsteps fades away. A soft, but rough hand caresses my face and hair. She does seem to be kind, but I shouldn’t put my guard down too soon.*\n\nChief: “I know you can hear me…although you can’t respond, I must wonder. How was it that you found us? You can’t be anyone dangerous as you had been so easily caught by our junior patrols, but you couldn’t be a simple novice to be able to find us….curious.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Any and all futa prompts you may have. | [
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"content": "- A young masseur is excited to work at a new location, unaware that it's consumer base is primarily milfy futanari. It's a surprise... but a welcome one.\n\n\n- A young male adventurer decides to farm xp against low level slimes, until they turn the tables on him and use their morphable bodies to farm him for his \"elixir\".\n\n\n- A bored prince decides the best way to kill his time is to have sex with his futa maids/a slime girl he recently received for his 18+th birthday.\n\n\n- A magic experiment gone wrong results in a busty yet clumsy witch sprouting a stern erection. Her loyal male assistant is the only one around who can help her out."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Seeking Damsel-in-Distress and Women-in-Peril prompts! | [
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"content": "Everything had been going to plan. She had managed to gather almost all the evidence that she needed for a conviction, months of undercover work about to pay off. Tonight was supposed to be her crowning achievement, downloading a copy of his little black book. But in her haste she hadn't checked what event she had followed the Don into. A sex club run by the mob and you had to prove you were a member. Scantily clad and in the spotlight centerstage how would she bluff her way out of this den of horny monsters?!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A magic tool that transfers sensations is on sale in a flea market. You thought it was a scam, although your girlfriend bought it anyways. | [
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"content": "Evening draped the room in a blanket of darkness, punctuated by the soft glow of the television. Liam and Emily nestled together on the plush couch, the scent of their takeaway pizza mingling with the comfort of cherished companionship. Emily's slender, athletic fingers traced fascination over the intriguing surface of the Magic Sensate Gem. It threw tentative tendrils of incandescent light, sparkling across its smooth crystal surface and danced in her hazel eyes.\n\nLiam leaned against her. Playful skepticism rippled from him as he squinted at the gem. \"You sure you didn't just buy a glorified paperweight, Em?\" His voice held a rich timbre hinting at suppressed laughter.\n\nEmily smirked, poking him lightly in his toned side. \"Stop! Who should I try it on?\" she mused aloud, teasing the intriguing artifact between her fingers. Liam's grin widened at her excitement.\n\n\"How about Jess?\" His suggestion lingered momentarily before Emily received it with widened eyes.\n\n\"Jessica?\" Her laughter echoed softly through the room. \"Can you imagine?\" Then her laughter was abruptly cut short as the gem pulsed with a shift of luminescent colour. \"Oh, shit, I think it's doing something. It shifted when I said ‘Jessica'.\"\n\nSuddenly, an unexpected sensation made her pause. It felt as if something viscous coated her tongue. The taste was strange yet familiar. Emily squinted her eyes, questioning the thing in her mouth. “Maybe Jess is eating something?” She guessed. It felt smooth and round, invoking visions of hard candy.\n\nBut then it moved slightly and she felt its texture on her tongue once more. A suppressed gasp slipped past her lips. “Or maybe licking something? Like a lollipop?” The object slid in and out between her lips. Her pulse quickened as comprehension slowly dawned upon her. “Oh, god, it’s a penis.” The matter-of-fact realization slipped out, her reaction to the revelation echoed in the surprised widening of Liam's eyes.\n\nBefore she could react further, the invisible penis intruded on her throat, causing her to gag. Liam bolted upright, concern washing over his roguish features. \"‘Em? Are you ok?\"\n\nDespite her eyes watering from the feeling, she managed to stutter out, “The penis went into my - Jess’ - throat. Is that a thing? Do men like that?” She blinked the tears away, her innocent query accentuated by the rather explicit sensations in her mouth.\n\nThrough his shocked amusement, Liam managed a nod, “Yes, Em” He smirked at the innocence of his girlfriend, his concern swiftly replaced with amused anticipation of what was to come.\n\nSoon after, the phantom phallus receded from her throat — and vanished. Her sigh of relief was cut short, however, as another flood of sensations started to course through her.\n\n“Oh. Oh!” Emily clasped the armrest of the couch as a distinct sensation of something warm and wet running through her pussy entered her senses. Liam's eyes widened, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to wrap his mind around this scene. Emily's cheeks flamed a heated red, the pleasure escalating in her core overwhelming her previous sense of embarrassment.\n\nThe invisible, yet terrifyingly visceral, sensation of a tongue slid into her — or rather Jess’s — pussy caught her breath. It then glided up, lightly grazing her clit. Emily’s hips hitched in tandem with the feeling. She understood that it was Jess getting eaten out. But the physical satisfaction was indistinguishable from her own. Emily’s fingers dug into the couch cushions as wave after wave of pleasure swirled through her. Her palm dashed to cover her buckling lips as low, unrestrained moans leaked through. The warm spiraling sensation in her clit twisted in synchronize with the invisible tongue she felt.\n\nEmily’s body started trembling, her breaths coming in pants. The sensation rushed to a fever pitch. The pressure built, culminating in a climax that broke the dam within her. She gasped, her back arching as she convulsed under the titillating sensations that both her and Jess felt. Amid her decadent tremors, she managed to croak, “Fuck...fuck. I’m – Jess is… coming.” Liam watched her in stunned silence, his mind a whirlwind of confusion, amazement, and more than a tinge of arousal."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The mayor of a small town is having problems with tourism and business. One day, he discovers a book on his desk titled, Law of the Land. | [
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"content": "It’s hard as the mayor.\n\nThe empty tumbler glass rattles the few remaining ice cubes against its sides as it is unceremoniously discarded atop the unorganized desk. \n\nThe book sits untouched. \n\nCigarette butts, along with empty bottles and suspiciously small baggies litter the area around our hero. \n\nThe title of the book blazes in the reflected light of a cheap lamp. “The Law of the Land” the words shimmer like the impossible things dreamt of by children, they shimmer like the wedding ring from the pawn shop.\n\nOur hero is a pretty shitty hero. He believes otherwise however. There is the daily sculpting, crafting, wrangling of the the combover every morning, or at least when it wakes up. \n\nOur hero has scruples, whatever that actually means. Oh he’ll happily lay down with dogs, but this gentleman checks for fleas.\n\nYeah he’s a great guy, right. Right?\n\nWhen the book opens it will mark a delineation between the old and the new. A hidden side of the fence would appear, as with most of these things, there is a price.\n\nOur Hero is a selfish and greedy creature, he fears the price required to learn what the book offers. The book offers salvation, salvation for a slowly dying town, a town that’s fallen off of the map. \n\nThe world off of the map is dark, our hero doesn’t care for the dark. \n\nHe wonders.\nWhat could it hurt to take a look? \nWhat would it take to be on the map again?\nDo I need to do this? Can’t I just run?\nFuck, no I can’t run. \nI don’t even read that good,\nA god damn YouTube video have been easier.\nFuck!!!\n\nThe book is opened. The laws scribed within become the universal laws. \n\nOur hero was summarily expelled from office for interfering with universal truths without a permit. He was a pretty shitty Mayor, the guy that delivered the weird book was there for the whole ordeal, he’s been a very cooperative witness. The new mayor has started planning and zoning the swingers party resort. It’s gonna be an absolute cash cow."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The Factory | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Stacy and her girlfiriends decided to be part of the traditional Werewolf breeding. During Mating season, they would camp in the woods, to be hunt and bred by the beasts. | [
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"content": "-I don’t know about this\n\n-Come on Stacy! It’ll be fun. These guys are the best at what they do! I know that for sure.\n\n-How could you know that?! They are still wild beasts! They could eat us rather than fuck us! Plus idk if I want to be fucked by wolves\n\n-You are so boring, live a little\n\n-Donna, do not support her! This is not a good idea!\n\n-You are just a pussy\n\n-Veronica… shut the fuck up. Just because you are a slut doesn’t mean everyone has to enjoy being fucked half way to death\n\n-Hey, we are animals too. We live, we eat, we fuck, we die. The first two are no fun without the third and I certainly don’t want to do the fourth. So if Gwen tells us that she knows these guys are the best… then i trust her. Whatever gets me better bigger and stronger dick. My boyfriend’s is too flaccid and small.\n\n-Then why are you still with him while fucking half the campus?!\n\n-Hey, he knows how to do business. People pay him to fuck me and he pays me to fuck them. I win and we get enough income from that plus his job to live well.\n\n-so why are you here?!\n\n-It wouldn’t hurt to get some juicy, hot, red animal dick from time to time. I can’t imagine how hot the sex with a werewolf is.\n\n-Believe me, it is hot.\n\n-I don’t know.\n\n-Don’t be a party pooper, Stacy. Relax\n\nRight then and there a howl was heard in the distance and they all smiled and grinned except for Stacy who got paralyzed in fear.\n\n-Here they come! Come on! Strip! Fast!\n\nThe girls stripped and sprinted out except Stacy who just stepped out of the tent fully clothed.\n\n-it’s late night October in the north. How aren’t any of you freezing your tits out?!\n\n-It is pretty chilly, but you won’t need clothes once they get here. You’ll see\n\n-Nuh uh. I ain’t participating.\n\n-Too bad, they already have your scent so… I recommend stripping.\n\n-It’s COLD! NO!\n\n-Won’t be in a few minutes\n\nAt the distances they could hear a pack running towards them at full speed while growling and howling.\n\n-I thought this took longer!\n\n-I told you this place was the best! People always spend too much time searching but I know where to be at what time of the night!\n\nAfter a few seconds the pack of wolves arrived and stopped dead on their tracks a few meters in front of the girls. They were big and furry to say the least, but more than regular wolves. The leader of the pack stood up on his hind legs showing his big red cock perked up and twitching\n\n-Hello, my love. Did you miss me? Have you been naughty with those bitches over at the other side?- the wolf growled as she approached- I knew you didn’t. That’s my good boi\n\n-Lucy what are you doing?! He is growling at you!\n\n-Nah, he is communicating. Aren’t you, sweety?- She approached him, tiny as she could be compared to her beast. He leaned over to kiss his beauty and she reciprocated the kiss only to be licked right after- uh, your tongue is cold… hahaha. You’ll make me get sick. Would you mind warming me up?- she got picked up and pressed against her personal heater- ah~ werewolves produce the body heat of ten men and wolves combined. That’s why you don’t need clothes with them. Being with them is what brings in the heat- she explained as she got slowly grinded against his dick- speaking of heat…\n\n-thank lord cause I’m freezing!- yelled Veronica and on of the bigger werewolves came towards her- what’s up big boy? Liked me cause of my big tits thighs and ass?- he stood up point his dick to her face- you are pretty big yourself aren’t you? And so… muscular- she touched his abdomen that felt as strong as steel- I’m gonna love riding you.\n\nThe youngest of the group approached Donna and poked her with his nose\n\n-So you are the gentle pup of the group. Look how cute you are. You want pets?- she scratched his head and ears making his tail wag- who is a good boi? Who is a pretty good boi?\n\nThe last three all approached Stacy standing up and growling as she stepped back and they closed in with their noses pointing at her until she had her back against a tree almost falling feeling her legs weak.\n\n-Ah… guys! HELP!\n\n-Strip or they’ll strip you.\n\n-Huh?- she couldn’t say anything before the claws of the three slashed all her clothes in a rapid motion and they grabbed her violently- AHHHH! HELP! PLEASE\n\n-You get what you get for not cooperating- Lucy explained- please tell your bois not to break her. Ok? She is still a virgin- her boyfriend nodded and growled at his men. They looked back and then to Stacy again. They had her limbs held and her body trembling naked in the cold air. They then got close to her and licked her torso, back and face each.\n\n-ngh… you won’t eat me?\n\n-they just want to please you. Relax and have fun.\n\n-ok- she stopped being tense and the fuck session started.\n\nThey all got fucked their guts out. Lucy and her boyfriend were the wildest in poses. Veronica and her stud were the roughest and loudest both howling at the moon while doing so. Donna and her boi were the most loving and passionate. While Stacy and her 3 guys were just as kinky as anyone could be. All types of foursome poses and they didn’t leave her alone while she enjoyed being filled in all three holes and have her body groped and licked all over. They went on for hours. The bodies and dicks of the werewolves being what kept them warm as they drifted into pleasure heaven. That’s a night they won’t forget. Specially since Stacy was the only one that didn’t have birth control… resulting a pregnancy that produced nine cubs… three of each of her studs. Thing is, the pregnancy made her part werewolf developing ears, tail and instincts of a wolf. Enough for her to leave society and get into the forest naked with her babies for her studs to take care of and that’s the last time her friends knew about her. Happy she got to enjoy herself and give in"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: In a world of mystical beings, seeing another species isn’t that uncommon. Although, it doesn’t help that the cop thinks that the bulge in your pants is a weapon. | [
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"content": "getting fondled like that there was a bit awkward but when I got strip-searched it got real awkward when they had noticed that I, in fact, didn't hide a gun there and it was my penis. I could get dressed again and I got the original officers number too.\n\nwe went on our date and going on a date with a eldritch girl was something new for me. \"Just so you know, sometimes when on a one night stand with someone I drain a concept like masculinity from them.\" \"That's fine, want to get back to my place for now and see where it leads?\" \"yeah sure.\"\n\nat my place we immediately got it on because she instigated it and when we reached my bed we were fully naked and she started to jerk me off and fondle my chest while kissing me. I felt strange in my groin and chest when I started to change more and more into a girl. My boobs grew bigger and the tentacle which fondled my previous penis now made me a size queen, the rest of my body followed and when my boobs were at a satisfying size for me I stopped her and told her what had happened and she got a little embarrassed but I consoled her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: As a Mimic, your job is to ambush adventurers and harvest their Life Essence by any means necessary. Which catch are you most proud of? | [
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"content": "Box of tissues on the shelf at Wal-Mart the week that college boys go shopping to kit out their dorms. Easy mode.\n\nBut the most _involved_ one ...\n\nI'm not allowed to leave my dungeon. But I can't help it if _someone removes me_ from my dungeon.\n\nSo this one, I turned myself into a counterfeit gold coin and hid in the middle of a treasure hoard. Too big for a small party to haul away, but they were greedy enough to hire workers to shovel it all out into horse-drawn carts.\n\nSo in the cart, I can't move because I'm a coin. When they rest for the night, I shapeshift into a succubus and seduce the cart driver. Steal some hooch from the bard, get the driver drunk and on his back, ride him and make him cum inside me. When he falls asleep, I swallow and digest him for extra stamina. Wearing his clothes, I look sort of like a chubby woman crossdressing as a man so I can work as a cart driver. The adventurers don't notice - I'm just hired help. The other cart drivers didn't notice this guy was missing, either.\n\nTechnically I still can't leave the party, because they've \"taken\" me out of my domain. So I drive my cart all the way home with them.\n\nFinally they get home and throw a huge rager to celebrate their haul. I rip up my clothes a little to show some skin, and invite them and their friends all to take turns on me. Bang, bang, bang, one after another. The bard, the barbarian, the bard again, the rogue, the ranger, the bard a third time, the paladin who said it didn't violate his oath if he came in my ass - Finally the mage whose greatest magic trick was tucking her huge futa cock into that micro skirt all day long. Swallowed a _big_ load from me.\n\nAnyway, getting home was a bitch, and it didn't really pay off as much as sitting still looking like a treasure chest and letting guys reach inside me. But it was a lot of fun.\n\nI'm actually more proud of the tissue one, cause I was doing that back in 2005. Now everyone does it."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Reincarnated as a Dungeon and sympathetic to sapient life, you prey upon people sexually instead of murderously. | [
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"content": "My life wasn’t that great- the old one, I mean. Shit job, shit wages, shit childhood, shit world, shit life. Honestly, that cancer was a godsend. \n\nExcept when I woke up: I was like this. I have very little flesh, but a shit ton of rock and earth. Someone put gold in me or I made it. I don’t know nor do I want to. I don’t get hungry, surprisingly. I don’t think it’s right to eat people, anyway. That’s some evil shit there. \n\nInstead, I have a different idea. Now, let’s see what I have to- oh for fuck’s sake! Who put a goddamn troll in there! And….how many fucking goblins are in this area?! There’s at least a small town in here! Fuck! Oh sweet! A Minotaur! Ugh, poor guy, he keeps mooing. \n\nAlrighty then buddy, let’s get you out of this big room. That’s it, let’s go beefy boy, c’mon. I’m not going to eat you. That’s right, head to the village. \n\nOk, they like each other after a curious state and glance session. Aw! The chicks dig him! Oh. Oh my god! Damn, they really are having fun. Lucky bastard! \n\nNo, troll- you’re not getting in there. Y’know what? Enjoy this hallway of swinging axes shaped like a dong. That’s right, take the damn message: fuck off. Out. Out of me, now. I don’t care where this new entrance I made goes, but out! Out! Fuck off and out! Goddamn trolls. He better not have- Aw fuck: he did. He left the bones. Dammit- hey! I can make an avatar! Sweet! Let’s just pick these up… the fuck was this? Dude? Chick? Other monster- oh. OH. Y’know what? That fucker comes back here: I’m dumping his ass in a pit of spikes. \n\nWell, outside looks fiiiiiiiiiiinnnnneee-I sent that asshole to a whole fucking city! I nearly dropped the remains. Let’s dig a sizeable hole, and place these as respectable as possible. There you go. Now to place a sign in big ass letters: CLERICS NEEDED! BLESS THIS GRAVE. Man, I can’t believe I sent that dick into the city. Dammit, how am I going to apologize and repay them for this shit. I could have had…. Oh dammit, now I see why the Minotaur was there. Well, beefy boy gets a village to bang at least! \n\nWish I could get laid. What the hell was that?! Wha-did something just grind on me?! Who-wha?! Oh. Wait- where’d you come from? Ok, so a dragon- human hybrid heard…. Everything I’ve been saying this whole time? \n\n*** \n\n“Yes, everything.” She says matter-of-fact. “Rubbing myself on the wall seemed like a good idea.” She shrugged. \n\n“How’d you get in here?” The man-sized thing of flesh asked, looking around, confused. She giggled at his expressive its face was. She pointed at the cave entrance in the distance. He saw it and went ‘ah’ and then. “Wait- am I the whole fucking mountain?!” It asked, clutching its head. She chuckled at this. He paused and looked at her before looking away. \n\nShe sauntered up to him, her eyes twinkling. “You want to mate with me?” She asked, curious and aroused. “Uhh, sure?” It said, it’s face blushing. She grabbed him and began making out. \n\n(Part 1)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You just updated your phone's GPS app. No matter your selected destination it seems to always route you to "Sexytown." | [
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"content": "In the middle of nowhere, a little lily-white car drove alone down a scorching road. Outside, all was quiet. Inside, not so much. \n\n“Liv, we’ve been driving in circles for hours!” \n\n“An hour and fifty minutes isn’t ‘hours’,” Liv corrected her friend on the time rather than the shape.\n\n“Well in a desert it sure feels like it,” Emma whined, downing a gulp from a now lukewarm water bottle. “Can’t we just stop at wherever this place is?”\n\n“It’s not on our route, if it even exists. We’ve been through both ends of that junction and the app keeps saying it’s the only thing ahead. The update is clearly busted, so we’re heading back to where there are actual signs.”\n\n“But it sounds fun, more fun than the route,” Emma said with a huff and a dramatic crossing of arms, “what’s the point of going on a big road trip where it’s all road and no trip?”\n\n“When you get your license back, maybe you can plan the trips. My car, my fuel, my rules.” The car suddenly shuddered, as if Liv’s last word was the cue. The hood burst open, steam roaring out, and the tires screeched as they were dragged off the road. Within seconds there was stillness and silence, and engine and radio both dead, and the pair stared out the front window, mouths agape. Only Liv’s phone remained.\n\n“Coming up ahead: Sexytown.”\n\n“What the fuck?”\n\n***\n\nIf it felt like hours before, then years passed for Emma as they waited for help to arrive. With no fresh air, they struggled against their dry-weather clothes inside the muggy, cramped car. But suddenly, like a mirage, a tow truck came to a stop before them, and slowly its driver emerged. His grey-blue coveralls did little to hide the physique beneath, unbuttoning as they crept up his chest, which proved just as hairy as his forearms. His body strained against it as he approached, and the sun flashed off of his smile.\n\n“Is- is he wearing underwear?” Emma muttered, transfixed.\n\n“How does he not have sunburn?” Liv muttered back.\n\nTheir questions were interrupted when he leant Liv’s window, and a sweet musk wafted into the car. Liv wondered if it was cologne. Emma just enjoyed the scent.\n\n“Good day, ladies. Came as soon as I heard; it sure looks hot in there. What can Mike do for you today?”\n\n“You can start with my steaming engine.”\n\n***\n\n“… seems like the radiator blew its load, probably pent up from the heat, and it ripped your battery a new one on the way out. Going to take some quality time to replace all of that, especially out here in the Xs.”\n\n“The Xs?” Liv asked.\n\n“Sexytown, just a nickname is all.”\n\nLiv listened intently, while Emma melted into the backseat of his truck. Black, cushioned leather upholstery, shaded windows and a strong, cool breeze. Salvation. Her bliss was noticeable even in the rear-view mirror.\n\n“You enjoying yourself, miss? My Lady’s been running smoothly for ten years. Might I say I’m quite good with my hands.”\n\nLiv was harder to impress. “So how much is this going to cost?”\n\n“Oh, we can hash that out when we get to it, but for you lovely ladies, I can cut a deep discount.”\n\n“Oh, that’s so sweet,” Emma cooed. Discount was her favourite word. Liv was more hung up on the ‘deep’.\n\n“Maybe we can catch a bus instead,” Liv wagered “and have the car towed somewhere less… remote?”\n\n“No bus routes out here, I’m afraid. And I personally wouldn’t recommend the cabs. It may take time, but I promise you, any way you want it, I can do it. Hospitality’s our town motto.”\n\nLiv paused. “Would you mind if I used your bathroom?”\n\n“Oh, um, sure,” Mike stuttered, as if off-script, “it’s round back.”\n\nLiv signalled for Emma to come along, but she remained glued to her seat. After some silent conversation, Liv left on her own.\n\n“So, what’s the deal with you two?” Mike asked, sounding suddenly genuine.\n\n“Oh, Liv’s just like that. Straight to business, no formalities. Give her some time to destress and she’ll remember to thank you. Probably,” Emma scoffed, stretched and reclined, “I’m just glad we found a guy who can fix cars and look good while doing it.”\n\nMike’s eyes lit up. “Oh, I get it now,” he muttered.\n\n“What was that?”\n\n“Lonely back there?”\n\n“Maybe…” Emma giggled, but before she knew it Mike had moved to the back of the truck, sitting back in Liv’s spot.\n\n“Now I know your friend is paying, but perhaps you’d like to take care of the tip?”\n\n***\n\nLiv stood in the stall, scrolling through her phone. “Come on, there has to be an Uber or even a Lyft or something out here-“\n\n“I’m ready for you, sugar.” Liv squeaked as a voice came from a hole in the cubicle wall. “Wait, you don’t sound like Mike. You don’t sound like anyone, actually. You new in town?”\n\n“Uh, yeah. My car broke down, Mike’s with it now.”\n\n“He’s supposed to be here,” the voice grumbled, seemingly disappointed. The sound of fumbling clothes and zippers followed “and does Miss Car-Broke-Down have a name?”\n\n“Liv.”\n\n“Kaitlyn. Nice to mee you, Liv. Recovering from some under-the-hood action, eh?”\n\n“Well, my engine exploded so you could say so.”\n\n“Oh my, that’s- wait, you mean literally? So you didn’t- huh.”\n\n“Didn’t what?” Liv asked. She had no idea what about her answers was so confusing for someone so strange herself. She tried not to think too hard about the hole. \n\n“You really are from out of town. I’ll let Sydney know your deal, maybe she can help.” And before another thing could be said, the sound of heels clicking on tiles left the room.\n\n“What is this town’s deal?”\n\n***\n\nEmma’s head bobbed up and down Mike’s piece, as his hand blended into her dark hair. “Better be quick if you don’t want your friend catching you,” he moaned, “and bag the evidence too.”\n\nEmma gargled an affirmative. She was no novice, but she still couldn’t believe herself. In a car, in public, with a guy she barely knew. It felt like a dream. A good dream.\n\n“Here it comes,” Mike gasped, and with a jerk a thick, salty sweetness slid down her throat. She came up for breath, her tongue finishing off what little remained.\n\n“That hospitable enough?” she coughed out.\n\n“Oh, I think you’ll like it here.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A new season of FuckBall has begun! Unfortunately, your team has never one a single competition. You're hoping the new bombshell from out of town will help even the odds... | [
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"content": "John grinned like a maniac as he pinned his opponent to the gym floor, her shirt skirt falling aside to bare all. With practiced showmanship he lined himself up with her entrance, stupidly distracting himself with her right embrace as he thrust into her.\n\n\nHe ducked, just in time, as a bright yellow rubber ball sailed past his head. He glanced around frantically, thrusting away as fast as he could while searching for where the next threat might come from.\n\n*”OH LOOK AT THAT, JBALLER ON THE BLUE IS ALREADY FOUR THRUSTS IN!!! HE MIGHT JUST MAKE IT! REDSONYA ISN’T GOING TO JUST LET HIM WIN, LOOK AY HER! SHE MIGHT JUST FIRE OFF BEFORE H-“*\n\nJohn dropped himself flat onto her, two yellow balls whizzing past him, one so close he felt it move his hair. The red team bombshell cackled up at him as he lost his rhythm. He took a microsecond to enjoy the feeling of her ample bosom against his chest and then propped himself up and got back to work.\n\n A blur in his peripheral vision gave him just enough warning to throw a hand out and slap another incoming projectile away, moments before it landed in RedSonya’s outstretched hands. Fuck he was close! No way he was letting red get the point the easy way! He felt himself nearing the edge, his thrusts growing erratic.\n\n\nThen Red below him shrieked, her whole body clenching as her back arched up off the ground, hands slapping against the floor dramatically.\n\n“Oh fuuuuuuucCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!” She cried out, her fluids flowing out around John’s member as he tried to continue thrusting but found her too tight to do so. He grunted in frustration, it wasn’t over yet!\n\n\n*”OH WOW LOOK AT THAT OH WOW! WE HAVEN’T SEEN A SUCCESSFUL INTERCEPTION LIKE THAT IN YEARS! IT’S BEEN YEARS, RIGHT BOB? JUST WOW!”*\n\n\nJohn was able to move again as Red sighed happily and relaxed back to the floor. He could still get a shot! He wasn’t out he-\n\n\nHe felt himself right on the verge, ready to explode, when the ball of furious yellow rubber slammed into his ass and bounced up into the air. It stung like hell through his thin athletic shorts and he yelped while thrusting full into his opponent. He was off balance and she took full advantage, nimbly slipping out from beneath him and catching the ball mid-air on its descent. A quick spin and she shoved the ball into the side of his face, knocking him to the ground.\n\n\nThe crowd went wild. He couldn’t even hear what was being said, just hear the crowd roaring and a blur of color around him as the red team celebrated. An interception followed by a tag and a rebound tap with successful escape… yeah, that was game. Fuck, they were so close to winning!\n\n\nFuck, he was so close to…. Winning. Fuck!\n\n\n“Hey man good game, you almost had me.”\n\n\nHe focused his eyes on the shape looming over him. RedSonya had a huge smile on her face as she looked down at him. “Best interception I’ve ever had!”\n\n\n“Ughhh…. Yeah.” He murmured. She was gloating to, just great.\n\n\nHe blinked in surprise as she stepped over to straddle him before sinking down to her knees, one hand guiding him back into her tight embrace. “Least I can do after a showing like that.” She bit her lip, hands kneading her breasts while she rocked his world and out on a helluva show for the crowd. He didn’t last long, just laying there and watching this gorgeous bombshell work had him rocketing off in no time at all. He groaned and bucked his hips up as he finally let loose.\n\n\nShe sighed happily, “fuck I love that feeling. I sometimes like it when I can’t intercept, ya know?”\n\n\n“Uhh huh…” he moaned, still not back to Earth.\n\n\n\n“Hey I’m playing an exhibition this weekend, you wanna team up?”\n\n\nHis eyes went wide as he realized she’d both asked that and asked it of him. His answer might have been a little to eager, but fuck it.\n\n“Yes.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Her best friend had a wardrobe malfunction, and she just can't stop staring at her. She thought she was straight, but maybe not- | [
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"content": "Chloe could feel that her top was getting tighter. Ever since she'd started this new skin care drug trial, she'd been outgrowing all of her bras. At first, she tried upgrading a couple of times, as her breasts grew from b cups to Cs and then even to double D's. When she'd outgrown the largest bras she could find at the department store, She'd practically given up. At this point, she could hardly find clothing that fit, and she was going braless until she could get to a specialty shop.\n\nShe was wearing a red alternate bikini as a top, and as the best semblance of a bra she could manage, and her massive breasts were spilling out of it in every direction. Each of her breasts was larger than a cantaloupe, and her tit flesh bulged out of the sides and bottom of the bikini, to say nothing of the way her cleavage bulged up like two rising loaves of bread dough. The tight top practically pushed her tits up to her chin.\n\nThe drug was supposed to help clear her skin by regulating her hormone levels. It had worked, but it hadn't been without side effects, and accelerating ones! Her skin was as clear as she could ever have hoped for, but in addition to her breasts getting bigger and bigger, there was something else that was causing strain on her buttons... She was making milk. Apparently, her body thought she was pregnant, and it thought she needed to feed a whole nursery full of babies.\n\nShe was in the middle of helping her friend Stacy set up for the morning rush at their coffee shop, when she could have sworn that she heard a creaking, squealing sound.\n\nChloe hadn't been imagining it. Stacy's cat-like ears perked up at that very moment, and she turned to look at her friend.\n\nThe o-ring holding together Chloe's top was stretched out into an elongated oval, the plastic nearing its breaking point. At that very moment, it couldn't take any more strain, and Chloe's bikini top exploded, the ring holding it together shattering as the two halves of her top flew open. The blondes breasts jiggled free, seeming to grow even larger, no longer being compressed by the tight garment, and they bounced and wobbled heavily on her chest, hanging down nearly to the bottom of her rib cage, tight and heavy.\n\nBlue veins were visible on her breasts, and they seemed almost shiny with how much pressure they were holding... Her nipples, once very light pink and quite small and modest were now almost Ruby red, with her areolas having darkened and grown much larger than they had been. Her nipples were practically the size of her pinky tips, and they stood out achingly erect.\n\nChloe gasped in shock, as she felt her breasts bobble-free, and she couldn't tell but let out a sign of relief, not having realized just how tight her top had been. The shifting of the weight on her chest caused her to need to lean back against the countertop, just to regain her balance, and she closed her eyes as she tried to collect herself, a red blush spreading across her face.\n\nStacy hadn't realized that she'd been staring at her friend the whole time, fascinated with the changes in her body. The slim cat girls jet black ears were still pointed straight at her friend, and her dark blue eyes were fixed on the two enormous mounds that her friends breasts have become... The gentle, heavy swaying of Chloe's bust almost seemed to hypnotize Stacy somehow. Stacy had never felt so drawn to another girl's breasts. She'd seen other girls topless plenty of times. She'd even seen Chloe's before, At least before Chloe's breasts head blimped up to the huge melons that they were now. Stacy realized she was staring, and she tried to stop, but for some reason she couldn't. If anything, her gaze seemed to linger and take up more of her mental space by the second. Her eyes focused in on Chloe's breasts, and then she saw a droplet of white forming on one of Chloe's nipples. Chloe's gigantic, beautiful new breasts were leaking milk! The flow seemed to be increasing too, as a single drop became another and another and then became a dribble. Soon, both of Chloe's breasts were leaking steady streams of white, creamy milk, flowing in little rivulets down the smooth, white curves of her breasts, flowing along their vast undersides before dripping onto her abdomen.\n\nStacy was transfixed, and she found herself almost involuntarily walking towards the blonde, the scent of the milk seeming to draw her closer and closer.\n\nWhen Chloe finally opened her eyes, she saw her goth cat girl roommate standing not even a foot away from her, her eyes fixed on her breasts. Realizing that she was still standing all but out in the open in the empty coffee shop, The blush on her creamy skin suddenly intensified, and she felt a keen heat spread over her. She went to cover her breast. Her massive tits were far too big to be concealed Even by her arms, and the action of squeezing them together actually caused a jet of milk to spray out, splashing Stacy square in the face. The cat girl blinked, as milk got in her eye. Some sprayed onto her cheek and lips as well, and some even went straight into her mouth.\n\nThis time it was Stacy's turn to gas in shock, but only briefly, as the taste of the milk spread across her tongue. She licked her lips, and the two girls suddenly locked eyes.\n\nThey stared at each other, each blushing, and each panting, and then Stacy licked her lips again..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Tentacle Cuckold: what happens when a nerdy scientist couple gets in over their heads | [
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"content": "Dr. Evelyn Reed stood on top of the basement staircase, draped in a figure-hugging emerald dress. Her auburn curls bounced along with her every step. Scarlet lipstick divulged a playful, sensual side seldom seen in the introverted scientist. She awaited the night with hopeful anticipation; it was not just any night, but her anniversary with Benjamin.\n\nBeneath her, in the bowels of their shared dwelling, was Dr. Benjamin Clark. His dark eyes stayed glued to the holographic console of their latest invention dubbed as the Transmatter 5000; a hulking beast of shining blue-black alloy. His fingers danced over the console, a ballet of complex sequences and computations. Dark hair falling into his eyes but heedless of that, knee-deep in the euphoria of creation, the calming hum of the machine was the sweetest tune to Ben.\n\nEvelyn sharply clicked her heels against the concrete steps, \"Ben, we're going to be late,\" her stern yet feminine voice resonated around the basement walls. The clink and clamor of scientific anarchy ceased momentarily, replaced by a smoky chuckle.\n\n\"Just one more thing, Ev,\" he replied, absorbed in the matrix of glittering lights and hazy screens.\n\nEvelyn sighed in resignation but a delighted smirk curved her cherry lips. She moved with studied grace towards him, her perfume of lilacs and a hint of vanilla wafting around the musty basement.\n\n\"There's something I want to show you,\" she said, leaning against the console, a seductive glint in her hazel eyes.\n\nBen turned toward her, surprised by her tone. In silent question, he lifted an eyebrow, a subtle smile pulling at his lips.\n\n\"New lingerie. Happy Anniversary.\"\n\nA spark of arousal hit Ben like a lightning bolt. His arousal was palpable, casting a tinge of crimson across his chiseled cheekbones. Shit, he thought, so she does have a seductress hiding behind that research-oriented façade.\n\nGritting his teeth, he decided to try and make quick work of his current obsession. Gleefully, he reached out, flipping the titanic red switch.\n\nThe room howled with the unseen force as a vertical slit in the very fabric of reality materialized before them. From the gash, slick, obsidian tentacles burst out, driven by alien hunger. Each writhing appendage hollowed out of nightmares and crowned with creepy eye stalks smeared with viscous, glowing goo.\n\nShock froze them momentarily, their brains unable to comprehend the twist the night took. Evelyn could feel her heart hammering against her ribs, while Ben's mind raced trying to reverse his fuck-up.\n\nThe thing from the portal snaked its tendrils around Evelyn’s ankle, making her shriek in terror. It was a cold, slimy grasp that promised nothing good. Ben was seized around the waist, his startled yelp echoing around the room. His hand, in vain, desperately trying to grasp something, anything, but found only air.\n\nAs they were pulled relentlessly towards the gaping maw of the creature, Evelyn shot a desperate look at Ben, her gaze speaking words she didn't have the breath to say – 'Happy-fucking-anniversary, right?'\n\nFrom the depths of the darkness, the alien entity became aware of Evelyn's voluptuous figure pressed tightly inside her emerald dress. Caught in its cold grip, Evelyn gasped for breath as the bottom of her dress was torn away, shredded into inconsequence. The tattered fabric fell away, revealing her provocative black lingerie. The lacy garment cradled round, full breasts and a blossoming flower nestled between supple thighs.\n\nBen's cobalt eyes widened in shock and arousal combined. He watched the spidery appendages slither and twine over Evelyn, tracing a grotesque dance of malevolence and desire. He was rooted. His struggle seemed futile against the tentacle's constrictive hold.\n\nThin tendrils tickled Evelyn’s throat before forcing their way past her lips and into her mouth. Meanwhile, other appendages tunneled through the lace of her panties, forcing entry into her dripping pussy and clutching ass. The feeling of violation jarred with an unsought desire, jumping on her arousal and transforming it into a perverted pleasure.\n\nThe tendrils throbbed within her, plunging deeper and harder. Their monstrous grip hoisted Evelyn in the stagnant air, dangling her as they pounded into her, making her writhe in a clumsy ballet of pleasure and terror.\n\nIn a graceless derangement of chaos, other tentacles emerged from the unholy rift and began spurting creamy streams of alien cum against her face and heaving chest.\n\nOverwhelmed with sensations, Evelyn felt her climax rush over her like a waiting tsunami. An uncorked geyser, she squirted, drenching the writhing tentacles. Her body spasmed in the unrivaled ecstasy twisting with an eeriness that was quintessentially alien.\n\nThen the tentacles erupted. A searing surge of cum blasted into her every violated hole. Her mouth was filled with the creature's bitter seed until it seeped out past her smeared lips and over her flushed face. The other appendages followed suit, depositing their load deep into her womb and ass. Evelyn let out a choked gasp, feeling herself filled to burst with an outpouring of phallic discharge. She was reduced to a cum-drenched mess. The tentacles that fucked her withdrew, and she was left only hanging by those which held her, shimmering with languid, slick alien warmth.\n\nBen stammered and fumbled, a helpless prisoner in this bizarre tableau. His gaze locked onto Evelyn, her auburn hair sticking to her face slick with semen. The once attractive lingerie now a filthy, cum-soaked rag dangling from her saturated frame.\n\n\"Evelyn...I-I'm so very sorry,\" he stuttered, his blue eyes wide in distress and disbelief.\n\nA low, guttural grumble echoed from her throat, laboring to shape into crude words, \"...b-best...anniversary...ever....\" Her slightly delirious confession left the room in stunned silence."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT]This was the part of the job that Jason hated. His real life wife, Debbie, had to seduce the scientist while Jason broke into his home and stole the papers. Jason joined the spy agency to be a hero, he married an agent and now gets to be a cuck for his country. | [
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"content": "Part 1\n\nJason muted the comms on his end he didn't need to hear what his wife did next. He focused on locating the central computer and downloading the files. Once the hard drive was connected and the download began he lean back in the office chair and took a breather. Jason was confident that he can handle any surprises.\n\nHe's starting to reflect as he waited for the download to complete. He was thankful for his wife for bringing him into her line of work however he didn't know just what she did. Now that he does he's not happy about it but he's not about to ask her to give up her career that doesn't stop him from being jealous since while their clients. get to raw dog her he has to wear a condom whenever they do it.\n\nThe boss doesn't care about his complaints he just cares about results. So that's what Jason gives him results the hard-working eager to prove himself rookie is long gone in place of that a calculated efficient mercenary was created. The boss is Happy Debbie is happy she doesn't have to pick up his slack anymore things get a little bit easier.\n\nWhile everyone is happy Jason sits in a dark office trying not to think about his wife getting dick down by another man two rooms away while he sits in a dark office pent up and resentful.\n\nThe computer beeping to signal that the download was complete pulled Jason from his thoughts\n\nJason clicked the button on his calm turning it on temptress the download's done.\n\nGood, I'm on the way meet you in the van.\n\nThen drive back to base was quiet.\n\nWhat are you able to get the information we needed?\n\nYes I downloaded a copy of every file on the computer.\n\nThat's good. I'm exhausted you wouldn't believe how many positions that guy wanted to do.\n\nI don't even want to try to imagine it I just want to take a nap.\n\nYou seem grumpy are you all right?\n\nNo but I have no right to complain.\n\nWhy would you complain?\n\nBecause you f*** your victims as a distraction.\n\nYou're aware how could I am in bed~\n\nThat's not what's wrong I will always be grateful to you for helping me put my gifts to use but honestly I have not been comfortable with this since you told me.\n\nHoney I come home to you at night I don't stay out with them. You are the guy I want to be with.\n\nThe rest of the car ride was silent when they arrived at the base they parked executed the vehicle and hit it inside directly for Mr Clinton's office.\n\nAfter from knock a deep voice said they could enter.\n\nWelcome agents I trust the mission went well.\n\nIt was excellent sir.\n\nWhat's your verdict agent J\n\nWe did all right I downloaded the contents of the master computer so we can use it to-\n\nExcellent you've turned into quite the competent agent\n\nCongratulations Temptress I was hesitant to recruit him but under your instruction and using your last missions as proof it was an excellent decision to bring him on board.\n\n_well if they're going to talk about me like I'm not here I mean I may as well leave._\n\nAm I done here for today?\n\nMr Clinton looked at me and then waved a hand dismissively. You can go.\n\nJason quickly left the room put away his gear and then took a shower. He was headed out the door when he bumped into someone.\n\nJason would have fallen on his ass if not for the stranger to grab on to his wrist and keep him from falling.\n\nSorry about that I'm in a little rush.\n\nNo problem. Alex was going to walk around this person when they spoke.\n\nYou half of the super spy couple. Jason right?\n\nYeah Jason rolled his eyes.\n\nDid I say something wrong you look really pissed off?\n\nNo sorry I'm just not in a good mood right now it's nothing you did.\n\nWell do you want to talk about it?\n\nKind but I don't want to be bothered.\n\nIf I'm bothered I'll let you know but I'm the one who asked. My name is Sasha by the way.\n\nGood point\n\nIf you want, I know a spot where we can grab something to eat and you can spill your guts over milkshake instead of in a hallway.\n\nSure, Jason followed Sasha to her car on the way there he took notice of her curves in her black jeans the tight fabric sculpted her ass cheeks thick thighs and muscular legs.\n\nJason sped up so he could stop staring he knew that being horny was no excuse.\n\nYou must be new I haven't seen you around much.\n\nI've been here for a couple months\n\nWell anytime you need a tour let me know.\n\nAs they pass people in the hallway people nodded at Sasha and glare at Jason.\n\nWhen they finally got to the parking lot and Jason was surprised to see Sasha approach a sleek black minivan.\n\nDayum, this beauty is yours?\n\nYou bet your ass she is from trunk to grill.\nWorking for the government pays well."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CC] unfinished story: a resort designed to cater to those interested in CMNF, exhibitionism and voyeurism | [
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"content": "A lot of fun ideas here, I think it just needs some actual scenes with your characters now. Which of these experiences are Sarah and Tom interested in?\n\nA few ideas to get you started:\n\n* When they arrive, Sarah booked the strip-search option, but didn't tell Tom he'd be the one searching her!\n\n* Tom gets Sarah a blue swimsuit for the pool, but \"forgets\" to mention how it works.\n\n* While Sarah is taking a shower, she notices Tom hanging out in the courtyard below. She decides to put on a show for him."
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"content": "(obvious trigger warning and maybe some other content warning\n\nI was at the market and found that section of it, there was a wide variety of creatures varying in age. I found a young dragon girl and bought her. I trained her to cook, clean and do other menial tasks, if I couldn't teach it myself I paid others to do it.\n\nI cared for her and was gentle to her, she started to smile and genuinely was happy. at one point she came to me with a bunch of flowers. \"would it be okay if we started dating?\" she asked with curiosity. we started to date then and we started to do a lot of lewd things too.\n\n(sorry it's short but I can't think of more to write at the moment but at least it is something"
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"content": "Jen saw a sudden blush start to spread over the human's face, as he read the translation \"Why have we not mated yet!?\"\n\nShe wasn't sure why he hadn't already taken her. She'd chosen her form specifically to be exceptionally appealing. Although her light blue skin, pointed ears, and long prehensile tail definitely marked her as an alien, the rest of her was formulated to stir the human mating drive.\n\nHer perfectly cute face with full, plump, plum colored lips, concealing her long, pink, dextrous tongue. Her tall, elegant stature... And her breasts! Each of them was round and teardrop shaped, practically the size of her head, full and heavy on her delicate chest. Her waist was impossibly small, and her hips similarly wide and flared. Her stomach was flat bore The unmistakable promise of fecundity. Her long legs and full, thick, healthy thighs were sure to draw any human's eye. Even her uniform, with its cropped skin tight top and low riding skin tight pants, coupled with high heeled, knee-high moon boots should have obviously made her intentions clear. She literally asked her ships AI to generate her a space slut uniform...\n\nThe human had typed in a response, apparently asking if there had been a translation error. Jen decided to dispel any ambiguity. Pressing a button on the side of her belt, her pants suddenly dissolved, partially anyway, turning into thigh-high stockings, leaving her smooth, prim, glistening pussy bare. The same time, she undid a virtually invisible zipper on the front of her shirt, letting her massive breasts spill free, somehow even larger now that they were in the open, jiggling heavily on her chest. She slowly walked over to the human male standing across from her in the receiving room of her ship. He swallowed hard, as she placed a hand on his chest and gently leaned in towards his face. One positively toe curling kiss, and a gentle shove later, and he was on his back on the cushions behind him.\n\nJen wasted no time in undoing his pants and mounting him, guiding his lovely human cock into her virgin pussy... Well, her pussy was technically virgin, in this body, anyway. She figured she'd stay with this form for at least a few centuries, and she'd always remember when she first \"broken it in\". His members stretched her delightfully, filling her up as she started to bounce on his lap and grind on him. The feelings of his manhood surging through her, and his skin rubbing on her clit as she twerked and rolled her hips on his lap were heavenly.\n\nShe guided his hands to her breasts, and soon he was kneading and groping them. She leans down, smothering him with her huge bust, and as his mouth and face took over stimulating her breasts, sucking and licking her nipples, his hands wandered over the rest of her body, feeling her thighs, and her plump, juicy ass, as she rode him.\n\nShe had tuned her body to be perfectly responsive, and even in the brief time they'd been fucking, she had already brought herself to climax. She decided to race herself, and she took one hand and started to stroke her own clit, bringing herself to multiple orgasms even as she felt the human wasn't going to last that long.\n\nShe gripped him with her in her walls, and she started to milk him, urging him to fill her up with his seed. He couldn't withstand the treatment for long, and soon he exploded inside of her, pumping it what felt like a pint of his cum deep into her hungry womb.\n\nHer body was truly ready too... Within mere moments, she could feel herself becoming pregnant, and she had to lean back, as her belly rapidly started to swell. The human marveled, as her slim tummy started to fatten with rapidly growing young. Twin daughters, at least. Jen sighed in pleasure, cleaning back and stroking her belly, as she grew, urging herself to get bigger and bigger. As she leaned back, still riding him, still drawing out her orgasm, and still feeling his cock twitch inside her, her stomach domed out and grew rounder and heavier. Soon, she looked like she was at least four or five months pregnant. Her breasts followed suit, swelling bigger with milk, blue veins visible underneath her skin. She allowed the growth to slow down. She wanted to luxuriate in this pregnancy. She'd let it take at least a few weeks, maybe even a few months, before it was time to give birth. Jen *Loved* diplomacy. And there was nothing better for building new friendships than a belly full of rapidly growing young..."
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"content": "For 90%+ of my stories, it's 0% physical / 100% emotional. As a matter of fact, one of the things I do when I edit my stories (I usually write into a text file, and then edit before I post) is to rewrite things that unnecessarily describe physical appearance. It's a deliberate move, because unless some physical aspect is integral to the story, I prefer to let the reader fill in the blanks. If my characters' skin color doesn't matter, I'm not mentioning it.\n\nFor the small percentage where there is a physical description, it still doesn't dominate. I often find myself struggling to slog through physical descriptions, and some people have straight up commented that my stories often have extended setups. I know my writing style isn't for everyone, but the bottom line is that I'm not here to jerk off, so I don't need an immediate payout. I'm really here to stretch my imagination and, within the context of writing with other people, to understand what's going on in other peoples' minds."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After a Friday night date; a nerdy guy goes home with a Personal Trainer Catgirl | [
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"content": "Dale was tired, aching, and covered in sweat. He groaned as he collapsed onto the nearest seat. His breath was heavy and erratic, and he felt ready to black out at any moment.\n\nThen he felt something long and fluffy smack into the back of his head. He groaned as he turned to see Nia, his trainer. Her long black tail had been what hit him. Why he had thought a catgirl would make a good personal trainer was a good idea should be shot. Oh wait, that was him. Curse his anime fueled mind!\n\n\"Come on, you can do better than that.\" She said. Her amber, feline eyes were open wide and her full pink lips were curled up in a slight smile. \n\n\"No I can't.\" He said weakly. \n\n\"Come on, we can do another lap.\"\n\n\"I'm about to pass out here! That obstacle course is for experts, not beginners!\"\n\nHe looked over at the hellish course he had barely made it through. It was a mess of hurdles, barriers, twists, turns and jumps. \n\n\"Really? I thought it was easy.\" Nia said. Her black feline ears twitched. \n\n\"That's because you're part cat! I'm all human. I can't do that right out of the gate.\"\n\nThe fact that she was pretty much made of lean, perfectly sculpted muscle did not hurt either. Her tiny waist alone sported a six pack so chiseled it looked like it belonged on a Greek statue. \n\n\"Ah! I forgot!\" She said.\n\n\"Seriously? Are you sure you're a black cat and not orange?\" It was mostly a joke, but with the increasing amount of catgirl out there, it was hard to deny those with orange fur were a bit goofy. \n\n\"That is racial stereotyping, mister!\" She said, just as jokingly. \"But I guess I see your point. Come on, let's get you home.\"\n\nShe reached down, hooked her arms around him, and threw him over one of her toned shoulders. He yelped in surprise as she started walking. \n\n\"H-hey!\" He cried. \"I'm not a cripple!\"\n\n\"I know, but this is more fun. Besides, you're not very heavy. I bet I could toss you around with one hand.\"\n\nHe knew she was exaggerating. At least, he thought she was. He was very small, and he had seen hints of her insane athleticism. He grumbled a bit, but he didn't complain. Besides, he had a great view of her perfectly formed bubble butt. Well, he did when her tail was not in the way, anyways.\n\nThe view was especially nice in her skin tight athletic gear. Although the outfit did squash her chest a lot, it made her ass look amazing. Of course, the fact that she was just gorgeous helped as well. \n\nNia brought him to her car, telling him that she would bring him back tomorrow. After that, it was a quick drive to her place. Thankfully, she let him walk on his own. Her apartment was definitely built for someone that was part cat. There were lots of high up places big enough for Nia to lounge on, the walls had boards coated with thick rope, and a lot of the furniture was perfect for curling up on. There was some more suited to the human spinal column, but that was in the minority.\n\n\"Uh, are you sure you're okay with me being here?\" Dale asked. \"I-I mean, we don't know each other very well, and, well...\"\n\n\"Oh, it's fine.\" Nia said. \"I don't mind at all. Come on, I'll show you where the shower is. Unless you'd like me to clean you myself.\" She stuck out her rough tongue for a moment before giggling and heading further into the apartment.\nDale fought to keep his mind from wandering to impure places."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An otherwise confident and assertive angel is embarrassed to admit that she has a crush on a succubus... | [
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"content": "\"RULES ARE TO BE FOLLOWED ^i think\"\n\nBut she never really specified whose rules.\n\nHigh Angel Mary would tell this to every soul she tried to save; especially this human named Jasmine. Jasmine was in the sights of Lilith, THE Lilith. There was no joking around, this succubus could convert any person, no matter how they identified or what their sexual preference is. Rumour has it she once gave oral so good she made an ex-angel dislocate her wings. Oops.\n\nSo there Mary sat. Watching over Jasmine. All day. All night. Waiting... And waiting... And waiting with her fingers occasionally beneath her angelic tunic. For uh, self hygiene reasons. Yeah, that.\n\nTwo days had passed and Mary's blue balling was over. I mean, the time of her challenge was one her. Oh why oh why does God give his sexiest, horniest battles to his weakest, most desperate warriors?\n\nShe watched as the black cloud billowed from the closet and Lilith walked out. She had the most delicious yet villainous look. Her sleek, womanly body was clad with metallic lingerie. Her skin was akin to a latex catsuit, and her beautiful face was one of natural beauty. Her face was permanently stunning, with big, slutty eyelashes and tattooed eyeliner wings - her to eyes grew wide and lusty with her target in sight. \n\nShe took a dozen steps in her devilish heels before she was leaning over Jasmine's bed.. she stood there, suspended as if waiting to catch her prey in her web.\n\n\"Welllll... Wouldn't it be more in line with the Christian spirit to sacrifice myself to save this untouched soul? Uh-yes, yes that sounds right.\" High Angel Mary did a fine triple summersault of mental gymnastics - the judges would have held up three 10's for that performance.\n\n\nSensing the prey getting tangled in her web, Lilith decided that it was time to act. She began to plunge her lips down towards Jasmines neck as she found her reality plunge into an internal whiteness. No Jasmine, no bed, no room, no closest. Just High Angel.Mary standing 6 feet away.\n\n\"Mary my dear, I thought you'd never come.\" The web bounced as her prey struggled closer.\n\n\"Lilith, I couldn't possibly let you take all that vileness out on such an innocent soul!\"\n\n\"Oh, and your soul isn't innocent? Is that what you're saying Mary? That's you're willing to be the target of all my so called 'villianess'?\"\n\n\"What! You're putting words in my mouth\"\n\n\"I can put much more in your mouth my dear. Much more. And elsewhere. I've seen you touching yourself. Were you thinking of me?\" Lilith grinned. \n\n\"You disgusting, filthy succubus! How dare you accuse me! I didn't know you were watching!\"\n\n\"Am I accusing you or are you admitting that I would have seen it? Do you even know what my vileness is? I'll put it this way - I'm a demon in the eyes of your god for my lustful, indulgent and erotic ways. Do you really think that's all so bad?\"\n\n\"Well.. Lilith..\"\n\n\"Shh baby. The nights only just beginning, and I have much... Much to teach you. Come closer.\"\n\n\nWith a come-hither, Mary felt her body being pulled towards her new lover. But little did she know, she'd feel much closer by the end of this very night...\n\n\n/////////\n\nFun prompt! Always avoided writing angelic/succubus stories even though I enjoy them personally. Your prompt finally made me break my succubus virginity 😘"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Anyone who has their photo taken by a mysterious new app finds themselves turning into an ever bustier and sluttier girl, whenever their pictures draw engagement... | [
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"content": "*Pop!*\n\nMs. Halter stopped writing on the whiteboard to take in the eerie silence following the gunshot like sound. \n\n'Hmm' she thought. She looked down to notice her typically AA mosquito-bite breasts seem to have filled her shirt and T-shirt bra. Odd..\n\n*THUD!*\n\nShe grasped, 'Christ, that was my pencil skirt!'.\n\nShe turned around to her college tutorial group to see if they had noticed. A group of barely literate footballers in an English tutorial class was the exact sort of group to be nervous about noticing something was a miss.\n\nShe heard a messenger sound on one of the phones. One of the students, Jamie, unlocked his phone to glance. He's grin widened as Ms. Halters ass buckled her skirt.\n\n*Skkirrtt-err* was the distinct sound of her skirt ripping under the stress of her normally quite petite ass.\n\nShe didn't know if it was the sweltering heat or the nervous embarrassment of the situation, but she could feel her body moan and groan with a bubbling pressure.. she couldn't quite put her finger on it.\n\n*Ping* goes another message, then another.\n\nHer shirt tightened from a sensible white button up into a far-too-short, bulging button up midriff. \n\nShe could feel her knees collapse into each other as she desperately held her thighs together. She could feel her wetness soaking her underwear.\n\nA chuckle came from the crowd of fit, young men. Another few pings and her bra and shirt entirely shredded to rags, hanging from her perfectly busty body.\n\n\"EEEEP!\" she cried, and dropped to the ground, behind the lecture desk. Her skirt gave out too as curvaceous ass burst the seams.\n\nShe's mortified - not for the inexcusable, and unexplainable fact that she's now practically naked in front of her hot, studs of students but the fact that she was desperately overwhelmed with fun loving, slutty energy. She writhed as she began fingering herself and silent and bewildered class. \n\nBut why would they be confused, sure they were in on it, you might ask.\n\n\"Uh miss, you know you're on the recording right now right?\" Called out a shy student..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You're really getting into your new partner's wacky kink - fun exhibitionist sex, but you both dress up in uniform for where you have sex. Today you're both dress up as... | [
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"content": "This is my first attempt at writing a story from a prompt, please comment any improvements to be made\n\n \nThe sports stadium was hosting the finals of the local rugby tournament. It was a big deal for the locals, as was evidenced by the packed crowd and multiple mascots of either teams. Hidden from everyone else's knowledge inside one such costume was that the players on the field were not the only ones engaging in sports.\n\nNo one would check their ID at such an event, and the huge crowd was perfect for them. The baggy costume ensured that both of them could not only fit into it with Eva in front of Harry, but it also masked their sexual movements from outside. \nBoth of them could see out the costumes mouth, while not allowing anyone else to see their faces. They had modified the costume, replacing the oringinally pink torso of the bunny for a diaphanous pink fabric. They were naked inside and from upclose, any passerby would be able to see Eva's C cup breasts as well as a glimpse of her pubic hair. \nThey could not wait for any person to come their way and had already started to take in pleasure.\n\nEva had her hands inside the costume's while her boyfriend's hands gripped her body tightly, one of them dipping down from her bush to rub her clit while the other grabbed her chest. \nTwo couples walked their way, busy talking to one another.\n\n \n\" Make some noise my darling, they will appreciate it \", he whispered into her ear. \nHarry bent his neck down and started to bite down on her neck. The sensual assault made Eva moan loud, without any inhibitions as she gave into her exhibitionist side. As she looked out, the college students noticed them. There was an initial look of surprise on their faces, before they realised what was happening. The two girls giggled seeing this public display of affection, while the guys could not take their eyes off of Eva's body, straining to find an angle to see through the fabric as well as possible. \n\n \n\" They seem to love your body \", Harry smirked as he increased the intensity of his thrusts, making Eva moan again. \nAll this while, both Harry and Eva had come increasingly close to their climaxes. One of the girls took out her phone and started recording them which pused Eva over the edge. She gasped as her pussy spasmed multiple times, squirting on the the pink fabric of the costume, making it cling to her body. Seeing her in such pleasure, Harry could not resist himself any longer and performed a final deep thrust. As Eva's orgasm rocked her body, he kept her on his dick, which began pumping relentlessly into her womb. \nThis display was made obvious to the college students who just witnessed it speechless. Eva's moans elicited physical reactions from the guys watching them, their shorts doing a poor job of hiding it. The girls behind them were not much better, as they started to fidget and squirm. The four of them exchanged some quiet words between each other. The girl recording them stopped and they went their way. Eva was spent and did not concentrate but Harry could hear them speak as they went \n\" Mascot employees are crazy nowdays\" \n\"You enjoyed it though, don't forget to share the recording \" \n\" Why dont we have some fun in-\" \nas the voices faded. \n\n\nThe walk to the secluded changing area was not easy, being drenched in sweat and bodily fluids. But what mattered to Harry and Eva was that it was their most fun experience till date."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Penis Growth along with increased semen production. | [
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"content": "While helping his master (a very curvy and older lady knight, about 32 F) deal with a warlock, a squire (20 M) is hit with a spell that causes his dick to grow rather large, and with copius amounts of semen production to match it. \n\nThankfully the curse can be broken, but only by draining the cock and balls and impregnating someone. So, seeing as it was her squire that got hit with this affliction and that she likely won't be able to fight again after her own injuries, makes sense that she be the one to take care of him, by letting him fuck her senseless till he's back to normal and she's with his child. Thankfully she's actually quite fond of her squire, and he's been fantasizing about her since the day they first met."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your roommate is a hulking demon, a former warlord with millennia of combat experience, and the picture of menace and brutality. Apparently, they were under the impression that you've been flirting with them "with the subtlety of a volcano" and you have NO idea how. | [
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"content": "#Hellish Embrace:\n\nThe four eyed monolith of crimson skin and enraged musculature blinked, pure orange eyes blazing as his infernal countenance remained blank. My rebuke to his presumption that I was flirting seemed to be a blindside to his demon mind. To think that a month ago humanity breached into hell, only for it to be overrun by something worse than demons. He's only been here a week as a refugee *(If you can believe that)* and I only know his nickname: **Zedrith.** Finally the 9 1/2 foot greater demon pinched his boar-like brow, tusks gleaming as he blithely spat out, *\"Listen lady, I know horny when I smell it, you're into me, even if you lie puny morta-\"* I interrupted him, raising my eyebrow as I casually replied, *\"I'm actually a guy, or Femboy if you will, I just like to present femininely.\"* He looked at me as if I had slapped him, staring into me for five whole minutes before exasperated fury crowned his features. *\"Bullshit. EXPLAIN.\"* Zedrith growled, shaking even the walls with his sheer power. Eyebrows fully raised I snarkily said, *\"Allllrighty then, but it's gonna take awhile.\"*\n\n**[Two Hours and an obliterated lamp Later]**\n\n*\"I liked your kind more when you threshed wheat and died of smallpox. You used to be more simple.\"* Huffed Zedrith, groaning from the headache lore dump I had delivered. I was wiping away tears from laughing too much, especially given his fitful ranting and raving over my explanation. Becoming sleepy, I got of the couch, strode up to him, patted his knee with a chuckle, and bid him goodnight. Demons didn't sleep, but I was stuck with him as a government appointed roommate. As I lied in bed I couldn't get over him saying he could smell my horniness. Still I eventually fell asleep; But when I got up the next morning I was alarmed to find no sign of Zedrith. I paced around my newly renovated home, panicking since I was supposed to chaperone him in public. Within an hour though I heard knocking at my door, so I rushed to my front door, opening it and gawking in surprise. Three police officers and an angel stood there, Zedrith standing behind them unamused.\n\nThe angel spoke first in her silky tone, *\"We found him in the public library unsupervised; But don't fret, you're not in trouble given his surprising cooperation. Remember, if he goes ballistic call 911 and recite the Lord's Prayer, we'll handle him. Good-day Darnell Sandowitz!\"* I stood there speechless as they left without another word, even as Zedrith muscled his way inside with a brutish grunt. Hearing his stack of books slamming onto my coffee table I closed the front door, vainly scolded the demon who could easily snap me like a twig and took a long shower, prepping myself for some much needed self-love. Soon, with a towel around my waist I emerged from the bathroom with a pleased sigh, feeling oh so soft. Yet I was blindsided to see Zedrith wearing a pair of human reading glasses as he hunched over several open books with an unusual intensity. As far as I knew he was the turbo-murder meathead kind of demon, so to see him reading was both funny and concerning. Against my better judgement I chose to ignore him and go to my room. \n\nI was naked, lube and dildo out, door locked when that fucking gremlin of a demon folded my door, barging in with this *'Ah-Hah'* look on his beastial face. Naturally I shrieked and snapped my legs closed, covering my groin with my hands. *\"Liiiiiaaaar\"* he triumphantly hissed. Immediately we began arguing, with Zedrith claiming my soul and mind betrayed me, that I wanted to be railed by him. I lied, and lied, but he just doubled down on calling me out. Part of me wanted it, while the other part of me remained stubbornly resolute; Yet the hard on growing under my hands chipped away at that stubbornness. Getting verbally dressed was turning me on. As he finished yelling some of his spittle hit near my lip, and like that I failed to control myself. My tongue darted out, licking it, tasting... Brimstone? Zedrith's four eyes bulged at the sight of that as a deviant grin overtook me. I relented with a hideous sigh, saying, *\"Yeah, you're right, but I don't want you splitting me in half or ruining me either alright?\"* His eyes narrowed with a nod and a toothy smile.\n\nI laid on my side, bubble butt facing towards the end of my bed as I watched him fumble with my lube, but eventually his big shaft was thoroughly covered. I was jump-scared by a sudden bolt of black lighting ripping out of his finger and into me, flushing my entire body with a hot sensation. Whatever he did to me had my body electric with lust, saliva pooling in my mouth. As if sensing my fleeting curiosity Zedrith quipped, *A little spell to make you stretchier, relax cum fiend.\"* I briefly gave him a glare before my submissive expression returned, biting my lip as his incredibly hot tip pressed against my asshole. I quietly moaned as his cock pushed in deeper and deeper, gasping in half alarm and pleasure as my abdomen impossibly stretched to accommodate his infernal girth. Even my organs stretched and moved, seeming unaffected as Zedrith hilted in me. I yelped then, feeling a smack ripple across my right ass cheek, dribbling precum in response as he began to pull out. Mind dulling I barely noticed the small arcs of purple electricity along his shaft, but that fell away as he started pounding me in earnest.\n\nI came twice over the half-hour of intense railing, feeling an inexplicable tingling sensation in my heart and brain. Suddenly I felt intense pressure as Zedrith roared so loud that every window, lightbulb and more shattered from it; Yet my ears did not bleed. He came hard, nearly tearing my ass cheeks off with his hands' death grips, but I was transfixed at the lightish-purple-grey lake of cum pooling out of me. All I could do was pant and caress his shaft with my feet until my overstimulated mind began to return. Standing like a proud bull the greater demon spoke with grandeur, *\"Darnell Sandowitz you are marked, bonded with me, and filled with the initial stirrings of infernal corruption. You may reach out to the angels to cleanse yourself, or embrace the power of hell, with me as your mentor.\"* I knew I should say no, but then and there I asked one question, *\"Do I get cool powers and shit?\"* He nodded, and I agreed to embrace the infernal corruption. A twisted delight swelled in my heart as he proudly proclaimed, *\"GOOOD! You will make a fine aspirant, but now I must teach you what's really happening down in hell.\"*"
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"content": "The silver-eyed woman walked into the office and closed the door behind her.\nShe recognized two faces on the other side of the desk - Her handler,\nJake, and a member of the HR team, whose name escaped her. The third person, \nshe'd never seen.\n\nThe HR woman welcomed her in, \"Celica! Thank you for coming. Uh, feel free\nto have a seat,\" she said, waving at a chair, \"and you can set that down\nif you want,\" she said, nodding at the collapsible spear holstered on \nCelica's back.\n\n\"It's only a half-hour meeting, right?\" Celica asked. \"It's not as heavy\nas it looks.\"\n\nThe woman laughed nervously. \"Of course! You do make it look so easy!\"\nEven in its collapsed form, the spear was taller than all the humans \nin the room.\n\n\"Ahem... Speaking of which. Celica, you'd say that you take pride in your\nwork, right?\"\n\n\"Certainly.\"\n\n\"Then you must know what this meeting is about?\"\n\n\"I didn't see any agenda.\"\n\nThe HR woman looked at the other two people on her side of the table.\nThey both stayed quiet.\n\nShe put her hands together. \"We've become aware of an ... indiscretion.\nInvolving you. Starting on the night of Saturday, August 12th...\"\n\nCelica knew the agenda. August 12th was when she met Alessi.\nOn that night...\n\n... Flames surrounded him as the building collapsed. He tried to stay low\nand crawl toward an exit, but he only found another wall. He must have gotten\nturned around. Thick black smoke crushed lower and lower. He could barely\nbreathe, and he'd been panicking the entire time.\n\nAlessi tried to use the wall as a guide, hoping to follow it to an exit, but \nthe floor was streaked with burning debris. \nCrawling around it could take an entire minute. The fire had only started\none minute before.\n\nHe collapsed, coughing, unable to pull enough oxygen from the air\nto crawl any further. \nHe could barely see a foot through the smoke anyway. Over the roar\nof the fire, the last sound he heard was the screeching\nof a metal spear slicing through a concrete wall as if it were cardboard...\n\nHe awoke in the arms of a woman whose silver eyes glowed amidst the\nblanket of night.\n\n\"What happened after that, Celica?\" the HR woman asked. Both the other\nhumans listened intently.\n\n\"The EMTs had a stretcher ready. I laid him on the stretcher and they\nstarted working on him,\" she said.\n\n\"Is that all?\"\n\n\"I left the scene after that,\" she said, which was true.\n\nThe HR woman was silent for a moment. Jake spoke up. \"Celica,\" he said,\n\"There's really two things confusing us about that night. First, you were\noff duty.\"\n\nCelica bit her tongue. That's not a question, she thought. \"I was.\"\n\n\"So you were under no obligation to activate.\"\n\n\"Indeed, I was not.\"\n\n\"In fact, in your capacity as a civilian, you were interfering with the\nefforts of the emergency responders, since you were not part of their command\nstructure.\"\n\n\"... Indeed, I was not part of their command structure.\"\n\nJake sighed and frowned. \"And that could all be written off, because you rescued\nthis boy from a burning building and he obviously would have died.\"\n\n\"Okay?\"\n\nJake continued, \"But the second part. Celica, you don't have any Remuneration\nlike the other witches, right?\"\n\nCelica looked down at him. \"I need time off to relax. That's why\nI asked for more time off. It's not a problem, right?\"\n\n\"No, no. But. You're unable to lie. And you didn't specifically _ever_ tell me \nthat you don't have _any_ Remuneration. Every witch, more and less powerful than\nyou, has one. Some as simple as solving crosswords. Some as difficult as \nscaling cliffs.\"\n\nCelica looked at the wall.\n\n\"Celica, correct me if I'm wrong. You do have one. \nAnd you satisfy it when you're off-duty, don't you?\"\n\n\"Jake, where is this going?\"\n\n\"Yes or no, Celica. Or we'll be here all day.\"\n\nCelica glowered. \"Y-\"\n\nSunday the 13th had been the indiscretion. \"YES! YES!\", she had yelled.\n\nShe had found herself, in Alessi's apartment, \nher spear resting against a wall, her naked body astride his.\n\n\"YES! YES!\" She had ground her hips against the human's cock \nuntil he came inside her. Her spirit had overflowed with energy.\n\nShe had let him fall asleep laying against her huge, muscular body.\nIn the morning, she had kissed him goodbye, walked out of sight to weep \nsilently, and donned her helmet before returning to her dorm, knowing\nthey'd never meet again.\n\nThen, 3 days later, all this shit had to happen. \n\n\"... Yes, Jake. I satisfy my Remuneration privately, when I'm off duty.\nAs many witches do.\""
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"content": "It had been hours since the camper broke down. At least the sweltering summer heat had abated, and the inside of the converted van was now cool enough That Jack and Jason had stopped sweating so much. The sun had gone down hours ago, and the night sky was brilliant, awash in stars, The beauty of the Milky Way revealing its full splendor so far away from City lights. Jason was sure they could make up the time on the road tomorrow, after he could get the van working again. And then they would be back on track, their late summer \"boys trip\" back on without a hitch.\n\n\"You know, I think this is the longest I've seen you go without getting near a girl!\" Jason said. \"I feel like you're with someone every night! Even someone new, often enough. I don't know how you pull all these girls, and I sure don't know how you got Charlotte, who never gave head before and who was nine tenths of the way to just being a lesbian to suddenly love sucking your cock. It's like she's addicted to it. Somehow it's suddenly her favorite thing!\"\n\n\"I told you, bro. I wished upon us shooting star,\" Jack shrugged, sitting on the bench in the vans 'kitchen'. \"I guess it worked. Because you're right. I have had a blowjob from a beautiful woman everyday. Every single day since I made that wish last year. I think this will be literally the first night it doesn't happen. And that's just because nobody's around!\" \n\nJason looked at his phone. Right next to his last few slivers of battery power was the time. It was already half past 11:00, and they were truly in the middle of nowhere. \"Sorry to break your streak bro. This vans a piece of shit, but you're a legend around the house. Around the whole campus!\"\n\nJack shrugged again. \"I guess One night with no head won't kill me...\" \n\n\"The rest of us sure survive!\" Jason laughed, running a hand through his short, dark hair. Despite the coolness of the van, he felt suddenly a little bit sweaty. It didn't feel like the van was hot, but his clothes suddenly felt uncomfortable. His body felt kind of weird.\n\nHe stripped off the hoodie that had been keeping him warm. His skin was clearly flushed, and he was even starting to look a little shaky.\n\n\"What's going on bro?\" Jack asked, \"You all right?\"\n\n\"I... I don't know...\""
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"content": "#Task Failed Successfully:\n\nZhitra knelt between the High Admiral's legs, mouth open to display his cum as it trickled down her infernal throat. Swallowing finally she began to pant as the stone-faced Admiral started to redress her. They locked eyes, mutually understanding that neither of them would speak of this again. Originally she intended to seduce him in exchange for arranging a hookup for her little incubus brother with one of the staff members on this **Capital Class Pleasure Cruiser**; Yet the High Admiral stonewalled her, only offering a quickie despite their' prior steamy texts. Within minutes Zhitra was already in the elevator, cursing High Admiral Cranton for being too much of a serious stud. With a soft ping the elevator opened to Pleasure Sector A. Feeling downtrodden Zhitra pulled out her PDA as she walked along the massively sprawling macro-hallway. She sent her little brother a text reading: *\"Soz lil bro, couldn't arrange your gift.\"* Text sent Zhitra looked up in time to smash face-first into a Gen III Synth. Both fell backwards, her PDA spinning up in an arc before clattering, screen-side down, onto the Synth's pristinely pearlescent face.\n\nShe got up quickly, apologizing profusely but stopping as she saw the Synth sitting up, artificial eyebrows furrowed, white lips curled almost smugly so as he browsed her PDA's Message Board. Before Zhitra could snatch it out of his hands he gave it back to her as he began, *\"I see you and the High Admiral are 'close' friends judging by these texts. However while it's rude of me to snoop I read that you're trying to get your brother laid eh?\"* Stunned by his words she could only nod, prompting the twink of a synth to grin as he simply asked, *\"Well then why didn't you just ask one of us face to face? Could've saved you time!\"* Incredulous she stammered back, \"*B-But don't you charge clients?\"* The glowing yellow ring in his grey synthetic eyes lit up even more as he chuckled before dropping his bombshell, *\"Yeahhhh hehe but I got promoted from Sex Worker to HR Assistant to do Payroll; And besides your brother might be cute n' I'm off for today.\"* Zhitra had no words at first, but soon matched his grin.....\n\nWithin an hour of meeting Celroth was holding Gwell's amazingly soft yet firm shiny hand, anxiety and excitement burning throughout the virgin incubus as they finally reached Celroth's suite. Within a single head swivel Gwell took stock of the incubus's room, confirming the demon to be a shy nerd. He liked shy nerds, and without turning his body to face said nerd the Synth looked over his own shoulder with a confident smile as he said, \"Soooo... Wanna fuck?\" Celroth's light purple cheeks became beet red as he nervously replied, *\"I-I uh. I ahh- Yeah! But IIIII don't know-\" Gwell interrupted him by smoothly grabbing his hands and gently squeezing them as the Synth huskily chirped, *\"Haha, I know. Why don't we both undress, see how you feel?\" The demon nodded, awkwardly hugging the kind Synth only to feel a synthetic shaft pressing into his own groin. \n\nAlready feeling a chub forming Gwell clumsily began to strip, looking up halfway through and freezing in awe. Having expertly stripped already Celroth had his back to the stunned incubus. He was breathtaking, having short combed black hair, with a body of interlocking reflective white plates with soft grey under-padding. The Generation III Synth had a curvaceous physique championing a marvelous bubbly butt. Gwell looked over his shoulder with pursed lips, delighted to see Celroth's shaft thoroughly hard. He turned fully then to face the demon, his own adorable and humbly sized girth erect, perfectly spherical balls nestled underneath. Smiling warmly he held out his arms, palms open as he calmly instructed, *\"Glad to see you like my form. Now come, explore me to your heart's content. I won't bite unless you ask me to hehe.\"* Celroth did so, approaching with an air of reverence about him as he placed his hands on Gwell's cheekbones. They were just like the synth's hands, or rather Gwell's entire body felt like them. \n\nThe Synth chuckled in approval as the demon's hands wandered to his abdomen, getting harder only to gasp as Celroth's right hand blurred supernaturally onto Gwell's cock. Despite being a virgin Celroth's incubus blood and instinct were finally awoken aaaand surging. The demon continued jerking Gwell as he clasped his free hand on the happily surprised Synth's plump right ass cheek. Squeezing said bun the incubus began kissing his way from the front side of Gwell's waist all the way across the squeezed cheek until his head bumped into his hand. The synth had a hunch what came next, artificial saliva pooling in his mouth as he felt a thumb press against his grey butthole, then fingers. This broke Gwell's stalwart posture, the artificial twink shuddering, groaning and gasping, biting his lip from the handjob n' simultaneous fingering. His hips jerked forward suddenly as synthetic cum escaped his shaft, groaning in jubilant orgasm; However within moments Celroth hugged then picked up Gwell from behind, plopping the twink facedown n' ass up onto the bed.\n\nExpecting to get railed Gwell's closed eyes snapped open before letting out a muffled, *\"MMMMM!\"* Celroth was eating him out with passion. Reactively the Synth shoved ass first into Celroth, gasping hard in waves of gratification as the demon doubled down in response. Again Gwell came, but mid ejaculation the spry incubus shot up, pushing his shaft inside Gwell, intensifying that orgasm. Each plap sent rolling cascades of satisfaction through both of them, which grew and grew as Celroth thrust faster n' faster. His Synth partner exhaled a *'Yes'* after every thrust. Those affirmations radiated pleasure fueled zeal when Celroth passed the mortal rate of railing into supernatural speed, something Gwell hadn't experienced prior to meeting him. Without being slowed down then two shifted into various positions, with Celroth orgasming as Gwell rode him. The amount of cum was mind-boggling as well over a few liters poured into and out of a speechless Gwell. Neither had noticed the three seconds of Zhitra opening the door, gawking, approving, then closing the suite door."
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"content": "#Unlikely Partners:\n\nOpralla and Bürdtstadt each sat in a recliner across from one another, having exhausted all topics of conversation hours ago. One a shy, kind oracle born from the matrimony of a human and angel, clad in beautiful robes and shawls; Yet the other a spastic loot-goblin Vampire n' pyromaniac Flame Trooper back in country after the recently ended war. Out of their' entire large friend group these two didn't get along well nor even see each other in a romantic light whatsoever. But here they were, magically sealed in a functional and well stocked apartment by the mage, sorcerer, warlock and even the unofficial wiseman of the group: Shaman Ghueerd. The two didn't say it, yet both were convinced they were locked in here until they apologized to each other or something. Bürdtstadt was the first to rise from his recliner, muttering while rummaging through his Satchel of Holding. Opralla lazily watched him, her collected and calm demeanor having died ten minutes ago, eyes widening in confusion as Bürdtstadt triumphantly produced a handsaw.\n\nCackling like a maniac he started sawing the recliner he sat in prior apart in a desperate act to alleviate his destructive boredom. *\"What the- STOP it! Why do you always wreck things when you are bore-\"* Opralla had started then stopped, aghast from Bürdtstadt interrupting her with a muffled, *\"Blahblahblah blah blahblah blah lookit me im a divine oracle angel tiddies pay uttenshun to me hnnnngh.\" Now offended Opralla levitated out of the recliner as the two began once more to bicker. Within a minute they were yelling at each other until they cussed each other out, going their' separate ways towards their' respective beds. Neither acknowledged the other for the next three days, until perfect timing happened. On the fourth day's eve Opralla begged Bürdtstadt to *'take a fucking shower,'* which he obliged only after petulantly reciting the entirety of the fitness exam pacer test. She had already showered, electing to watch the *'Animal World'* channel on TV as her skin practically glowed with cleanliness. \n\nAbout twenty minutes later Opralla could hear the bathroom door open, absentmindedly gazing towards its direction and freezing in a mix of shock, horror and surprise. Bürdtstadt emerged from the bathroom, devoid of even a towel, absolutely buck-naked. \"Uhp, forgot you were hereuhhh why are you looking at me like that?\" He had began. She... She couldn't look away, having always imagined him to look like hairless mutilated beef jerky under all that gear... Yet... He was ripped, fit and sculpted admirably into an Olympian physique. By the divines his hairlessness suited him! Opralla kept staring, unaware of her reddening cheeks. Completely clueless Bürdtstadt thought she was having a stroke or something, jogging right over to her recliner, limp wang hanging. Her eyes were bulging, but whyyy? Oh great now she's hyperventilating, what a baby ha-**Oh.** ***Ohh.*** The realization finally dawned on him that his nakedness was distressing Opralla, at least until he locked eyes with her. The sheer intensity of her eye contact and blushing made him suddenly self-aware, anxious, and self-conscious.\n\nThe perfect blend of feelings for an anxiety boner to boing into existence. Both glared down at it, eyes bulging to bursting as each of them had an internal panic attack. Their maelstroms of thought broke down previous misconceptions, forming new emotions towards one another. Frozen in embarrassment Bürdtstadt nearly jumped out of his skin when she sat up suddenly in the recliner, exhaling shallowly. Confusion briefly plagued him until he registered her shift in demeanor. Opralla kept looking between him and his 9\" shaft, yet there was a new softness to her eyes he'd never had directed at him, **ever**. He despised her, HE DESPISED HER ***and yet*** she was melting his heart in a way none ever had. Breathing more heavily she got out of the chair, attempting to speak but failing to utter a single word. The sight of him naked shattered her conviction that Bürdtstadt was only a monster. Opralla started removing her clothes, surprising him even further as he began to stutter. \n\nThe Oracle had long golden hair in a beautiful braid, and rosy chestnut skin. Her round DD-Cup breasts defied gravity, her physique a tapestry of tones and curves that complimented her thick thighs and ample, well-rounded butt. Both naked and mere feet away Opralla grabbed both of his hands, walking backwards as she led him to her bed. They both fell onto it, hands interlinked, bodies intertwined. Shakily Bürdtstadt asked, *\"Yo-you sure?\"* Wordlessly she nodded, her mouth changing to an *'0'* shape as his tip parted her folds, gradually pushing inside her muff. Eyes locked he started slowly, gasping from how warm and lovely her pussy felt. Likewise Opralla closed her eyes, exhaling sharply as her toes curled from the slight coolness of his cock. In and out he pumped, their moans interjecting one another. Soon his arms felt like jelly in tandem with her own, noses touching as he lay on top of her, feeling Opralla's breasts pressing against him.\n\nBürdtstadt was startled then as a pink halo blazed into being above Opralla's head. She blindsided him with a kiss, then began rolling him onto his back, straddling him and huskily whispering, \"^Y-you ^may ^go ^a-a ^little ^f-faster.\" As he complied the half angel did the same, rising and falling in a genuine effort to synch up with his thrusts. In response to that and the building pleasurable pressure Bürdtstadt tried his best to massage her breasts, hearing her *'Mhmmm'* of approval as the two kept fucking. Within minutes the two came to a halt as Bürdtstadt asked, *\"Spoon?\"* Opralla considered briefly, before nodding with a smile, face flushed all the while. The two shifted, his member slicking out as she laid on her side, shuffling into him. Moving one arm underneath her Bürdtstadt grabbed hold of her breasts as she reinserted his cock. The two casually spooned and began to awkwardly chatter for quite some time until he came, both giggle-moaning as semen flooded her womb...."
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"content": "#Just Ask:\n\nJashna was backed into a corner within the far back area of the Libraria, the Chief Librarian himself standing before her, frail and old but a bearer of terrible arcane power amongst countless secrets. Despite being 5'6\" the old man hunched, appearing small and short compared to Jashna. She blinked, and as her eyes opened his right arm was already outstretched, a thinly skinned finger pointing at her in accusation. Without thinking the library aide began to frantically apologize, only to stop in brief confusion as the old man began laughing and coughing as he said, *\"By the arcane wills you should see the look on your face youngling! The spells you have been using though are forbidden for goor reason so either stop using them, you'll face a court hearing if you are caught using the spell. Try asking people if they want to have sex, you might be surprised at the results... Oh and don't smash in the Libraria or I will have you outright arrested. Now, take this stack of novels and put them back where they belong.\"*\n\n**[Three Minutes Later]**\n\nWith her fear of being punished having lessened enough and her need to get laid reaching critical mass the Mage Adept zoned out as she walked. Jashna preferred to work during the night shift since it was quieter, plus fellow stressed students crammed for tests here at such hours of the night. She carried that stack of novels, casting *Levitate* to ferry herself at good speed to the correct shelf. Minutes passed but eventually she finished, then spotted a fellow student softly snoring into a book. Jashna barely fought the urge to cast *Lustcairne* on the human, eventually floating over to him instead. At first she gently nudged him, then resorted to childishly poking him in the upper arm. The purple cloaked Mage Noviciate snorted awake, head rising slowly, looking around sluggishly. Craning in her direction he jolted at the jumpscare of a Wood Elf beaming at him. *\"Cramming for a test?\"* She cheerily asked. He let out a groaned *\"Yeah\"* as he rubbed his eyes. Grey cape pooling onto the corner of the table Jashna introduced herself to the man. *\"Ah, nice to meet you, I'm Callin of Corcovia. Took me almost a year to get here.\"* He said with a tired smile. Without hesitation she replied, *\"Oh wow, you've come from the other side of the globe just to study here! So you're interesting* and *cute hehe. Say, you wanna fool around?\"*\n\nThe question confused Callin at first, but he caught on quickly, considering if he was up for such an activity. As if on que Jashna flexed her arms feigning a yawn, her arms pushing out her ample chest. Seeing this he thought *'Yep, definitely.'* Accepting her offer he packed up his textbooks and notes, slowly walking in tow behind the hot levitating elf. She tried to stealth out the door but the Chief Librarian just stared at the two, waving a dismissive hand towards them as he chuckled to hisself. Callin noted to himself how Jashna's expression briefly swathed into anxiety, saving that to mull on later. Within ten minutes they reached Jashna's quarters, and she went into her bathroom, closing the door. Callin strode over to the aide's comfy-looking bed, and sat for a moment. Shrugging he decided to take of everything but his underwear, lying down then crossing his arms behind his head. Moments later the bathroom door opened, one of her bare legs emerging all the way to her upper thigh. Jashna sensually sashayed into Callin's view, pearly smile wide with excitement. \n\nThe proud Wood Elf wore nothing, her rosy caramel skin healthy and resplendent, round H-Cup knockers bobbing slightly as she drew closer. Her viridian hair was coiled into a bun on the back of her head, though her hazel eyes were vibrant in their' hue. Jashna's height was lofty, her body fit but slender, though her rear was alluring in its curves. Callin was thoroughly aroused, almost forgetting to take off his underwear, chuckling slightly as she suddenly dropped all sensuality, flopping onto her bed with a gleeful giggle. Jashna remained limp, face buried in the blanket; But she raised her knees, buttocks playfully swaying side to side before plopping onto Callin's left thigh in open invitation. Bemused he ran his hand along her lower back, taking his time to feel her warm cheeks. She let out a muffled whine of impatience, which evolved into a gasp of hope as his hand smoothed over her already glistening folds. Jashna rolled her shoulders as he massaged her lips and cautiously ran one finger around her clit, giving him pleased murmurs. \n\nSmirking Callin continued for a good two minutes before plunging two fingers into her snatch. She gasped, clutching a hand onto one of her breasts and swirling it with short pants as he fingered her steadily. Then, feeling cheeky, he froze halfway inside her for several long seconds until she looked over her shoulder at him, confusion plastering her face. The moment their' eyes' connected Callin grinned, resuming fingering her. Immediately she tried to scowl, but snorted at him n' giving him a half-assed slap to his belly. Receiving no input to speed up or slow down he fingered on for easily half an hour, enjoying Jashna's audible gratification with each grunt or pant. Plus the occasional running of her hand down his chest or the odd lazy tug on his pecker helped too. After that half an hour passed Jashna exhaled, *\"Stop, I wanna ride ya.\"* Callin replied with a simple *\"Yes Ma'am,\"* watching as she rolled on top of him, her nose booping his own while she rose into the cowgirl position, his dick resting against her groin.\n\nHe was going to insert himself when Jashna cooly told him, *\"No, allow me, and don't thrust.\"* Callin gave her an odd look, slightly surprised but shrugged as he once more folded his arms behind his head. Leaning back her slit came into view before she angled his schlong and eased it in, sighing deeply. Eyes closing Jashna rose up, pausing n' mouth half open before plummeting back down with a loud, wet slap. She did this again and again, either laughing briefly or sharply exhaling with each plap while Callin groaned and groaned huskily. Gradually Jashna quickened her pace until she lowered herself into a collapsed cowgirl. Breathing heavily she gave him a small smile, eyes fluttering open to meet his. Without breaking eye contact she pulled his shaft free of her pussy with a slick pop. Next Jashna began sliding herself down until her tits snagged his pole firmly between them. Pressing her rack together she started sliding it up and down, passionately licking or kissing his cock occasionally. Seeing and hearing Callin moan louder and louder satisfied Jashna, especially when he thrust in a strong orgasm spattering her hair, face, and chest with cum. *\"So heheh, wanna take a bath together?\"* She asked....."
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"content": "I sat at the convention cafeteria table, idly perusing my phone as the bustling locale stormed about with people. My friends were conversing about something, but I was too preoccupied with my thoughts and the pixels on my screen.\n\n\"Oi, Kei!\" You listening?\"\n\n\"Hm? Oh, sorry, I'm waiting on a message.\"\n\n\"I guess you didn't hear my question then?\"\n\n\"I suppose not. What was it?\"\n\n\"Your favorite video game hottie?\"\n\nI grimaced. Not because the question disgusted me... at least not the spirit of the question, more the shameless delivery of it... but more because I knew the answer instantly, and I was scared to hear whatever reactions they would offer.\n\n\"R-Roselia von Veluderachaé...\" I stammered. \"From Last Dream 3...\"\n\n\"The worst one.\" One of them joked. \n\n\"Come on, it was better than 4.\" Another defended.\n\n\"Not a high bar, man... I don't think we can even count 4 as a Last Dream game. It was such trash...\"\n\n\"W-whatever... I just like her design and character...\" I retorted. I was starting to sweat. \"I think she had a nice arc...\"\n\n\"A nice 'arc', eh?\" The combative member of the three of us responded with a smug tone. \"I bet you'd like to see her arc up close from behind, yeah?\"\n\n\"Shut up...\" I was beet red behind my glasses. It was childish and nerdy, but yeah. I had a huge crush on this video game character...\n\n\"Come on, man, don't be so shy. Tell us what you'd do to her! I know you've got porn of her on your phone!\"\n\nNow, I was starting to get annoyed. \"Why are we talking about this? She's not real. It doesn't matter.\"\n\n\"Ryu, lay off. Roselia's his favorite character. There's your answer.\"\n\n\"Hey, dorks! Whatcha up to? Talking about fake girls again?\" A real girl popped out of nowhere, arms over my shoulder as she hugged me from behind. Her sizable chest pressed wonderfully against the back of my neck. She smooshed her cheek against mine with a blindingly radiant smile. \"Kei, you know you have me here... don't you?\"\n\nI could tell Ryu, the rowdy and confrontational friend, was perturbed and envious.\n\n\"Sorry guys, but I need to steal Kei from you. Let's go get some photos.\" She offered me a peck before patting me on the shoulder with her delicate digits. I couldn't help but offer a grin as I scooped up my camera. I waved my friends goodbye before my sister and I made our way to a suitable shoot location.\n\nNaomi was a renowned online cosplay model. And I was her humble photographer. The way things were going right now... I loved it, and I hated it.\n\nI loved Naomi, my older sister by three years. Her bubbly, beaming personality. Her ceaseless positivity, enthusiasm, and ability to make friends almost as effortlessly as she breathed. I loved her cheerful face. Cute, rounded features, and slightly freckled cheeks. I loved being there with her, documenting and taking photos of her in her immaculate and well constructed costumes. She was a prodigy of a cosplayer.\n\nWhat I hated was the fact that I felt these selfish impulses. Thoughts that spoke of wanting her all to myself, that I should be the only one to see her, especially in her more... sparce costumes. I know thinking like that was wrong... she's my sister! Plus, she's always so joyous to show off her costumes to the masses... it wouldn't be right to want her for myself...\n\n\"Kei! Let's do a low angle shot.\" Naomi spoke suddenly. Without response, she climbed into the first few steps of a set of stairs, crouched with her chin in her hands, and smiled. She pointed towards a spot, and I meekly descended to my stomach to get lower than her. Then she suddenly spread her legs... her long, healthy, pale legs. I was visibly flustered, nearly dropping the camera before realigning the shot. If it wasn't for the front silk flap of her costume, I'd be able to see that place of hers...\n\n\"Alright, now a high angle. Up close!\" She ordered, pointing directly in front of herself. I swallowed, rising to my feet. I stood before her, several feet away. \"Closer, Kei... come on.\" She pouted until I stepped forward, shoes against the ledge of the first step. I was looking down on her now, casting a shadow upon the crouching girl mere inches from me. \n\nSnap. Snap. Snap.\n\nSeveral photos of Naomi smiling and posing suggestively upon the steps in her cobalt oriental dress. I had a vague memory of what character this was, but I couldn't recall the exact title of its origin.\n\n\"164 photos... popular character, huh?\" I spoke. The promiscuity of some of them turning me red.\n\n\"Yep! Simple but iconic, you know?\"\n\n\"Yeah... you looked really pretty in it.\"\n\nShe smiled back at me, blushing softly. \"Naturally!\" She wasn't a very humble girl, but that confidence in herself is a huge factor in her success. Confidence I was a little jealous of.\n\n\"Hey, Kei, is there a character you like?\" She took off her purple wig to reveal a lucious stream of just as pristine and silky snow white hair. This was not her natural hair color. Typically, her hair was a deep walnut brown...\n\nObviously, Roselia's character art from the games and other media appeared in my head. Roselia was depicted as a busty, pale woman with rather long and lustrous white hair covering one of her silver eyes... and now that I think about it, Naomi's eyes are silver now... as opposed to her normal blue...\n\nAnd then I saw the earrings. Pink cresent moon earrings. Just like Roselia's. \n\nNaomi already knew.\n\nI had several questions. How did she know? When did she get the costume? Does she know about that character's secret? If she did... would she think less of me for liking the character? She has to know... she always does extensive research on the characters she cosplays as...\n\nBefore I could utter a single word, her lips met mine. One hand on my thigh, the other gripping my shirt."
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"content": "I've probably checked behind my shoulder to check and see if my door was locked five times in the last ten minutes. Mom was on a work trip, so I didn't have much to worry about, as aside from her I living by myself. There is no such thing as being too careful, though.\n\nIn the dead of the dark night with a shiftless day tomorrow, sitting before my computer in my dimly lit room, I returned to the site I had discovered the other day. Specifically, I sought out one girl in particular out of the hundreds. 'MiuMommi' was the streamer's name. \n\nI had fallen in love with her since the moment I stumbled upon her channel. As her name implied, she appeared to be a mature woman. A curvy specimen with a bountiful figure. Titanic breasts with delicate pink nipples, pale and flawless skin, and a plump round posterior.\n\nFittingly, her streams were all about cultivating a soothing atmosphere. Her warm disposition and oddly familiar voice captured the hearts of her loyal viewers, myself included. Filling us with a fuzzy feeling in both our hearts and our nethers with her maternal affection, even with her face always conveniently out of frame.\n\nI slid out of my pants and tugged my erection out of my boxers. Miu had already begun by the time the stream loaded for me. She sat in a luxurious-looking armchair, clad in casual yet sparce clothing. A miniscule tank top pulled completely up, and sportshorts pulled down to her knees.\n\nAnd in her hands was her own massive cock. Thick, veiny, turgid meat slowly caressed by her delicate digits. It looked almost an entire foot long. Her shaven sack beneath cupped by her closed thighs. The camera was close, seemingly at knee level, which allowed the stream great detail of her staff. What little glimpses of her face that could potentially be seen we prevented by the mask and sunglasses she wore, obscured even further by her jet-black hair.\n\n\"Mmmhmmm... all of you naughty boys, looking at mommy's cock...\" She cooed. Giggling as her fingers explored the curves and ridges of her meat. A brilliant gold ring studded with heart-shaped diamonds around the base of her shaft. I tried to emulate her pace, pretending it was her fingers on my own meat. But the simulation wasn't enough... I needed the real deal.\n\nChats spilled in, along with donations and emotes. I managed to submit my own sizable donation with one hand, proclaiming just how much I desired to caress that monster of hers. How I wanted to rub my staff against her own and how I'd like to have that beast be let loose inside my ass.\n\nWhen she read mine out, she chuckled more, with a sweet gasp of bashfulness at the end. \"Oh my... I'd love that too, darling... to go crazy inside your tight little asshole... and maybe you stuffing up my holes... mmmhm... Mommy would spoil you lots.\"\n\nHearing her say those words, I couldn't hold back. Eyes glued to the screen as she rubbed her cock faster and faster, moaning excitedly as she did, I huffed along, panting with a wobbly synchronization. I held the plastic bag in front of me as I began to feel my climax encroaching.\n\n\"Mommy's gonna cum! Aahhhnn... AraLovr7... mommy's load is filling you up!\" Miu's semen flung from her cock, spilling out with tremendous force. She moaned loudly as her body spasmed and her pelvis raised. Strings of hot seed landing every which way. Her shaft pulsated and tensed with each load shot off until her tool tired out and grew flaccid. Moisture leaked from her cunt, practically hidden by her testicles. I came along with her, but I didn't have nearly the volume she exhibited.\n\nThe stream continued, but I was caught in a daze, my imagination rampant with fantasies about MiuMommi. When the stream ended an hour later, I was ready for bed. Cleaning up and disposing of the evidence, I fell onto my mattress and fell asleep rather quickly.\n\nMorning arrived, and the sunlight barged into my room via the window.\n\n\"Morning, Ren. You off today?\" My mom poked her head through my door with a smile. To which I offered a groggy nod. She was wearing a shoulder cut sweater and baggy jeans, her typical look.\n\nAs she spoke, her words suddenly invoked the sultry speech of MiuMomma... their cadence was similar... tone as well... the connection shocked me awake and occupied my mind for a moment, I was unable to concentrate on anything else... something was forming in my head...\n\n\"R-Ren!?\"\n\nMy mom's shocked voice shook my out of my stupor. Then I saw the sight that confirmed this new suspicion.\n\nMy mother stood before me, in the bathroom, completely nude save for one article of accessory. A golden cock ring with heart-shaped gems lining its exterior equipped to her stiff, throbbing penis.\n\n\"You're MiuMommi?!\"\n\n(To be continued...)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: His wife is gone at a bachelorette party for the weekend. Late one night, he’s awoken by a FaceTime call from her… | [
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"content": "Buzzz buzzz buzzzz\n\nThe phone shook on the night stand beside my bed, waking me up. Two in the morning. What the hell. \n\nI answer without really looking. \n\n“Hello,” I slur. Still half asleep. \n\n“Hey, honey!” I hear Lily say. I fumble with the phone until I realize it is a FaceTime call. \n\n“Hey,” I say rubbing my eyes. “Isn’t tonight the big bachelorette party? Why you calling me?”\n\n“Remember back when we were in university,” Lily said, slightly slurring her words. She was definitely drunk. “And you said, ‘what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas’?”\n\n“Yeah? Everyone says that dear,” I mumbled. \n\n“Is it true?”\n\n“Is what true?” I asked. \n\n“That it stays in Vegas?” Lily clarified. \n\n“Yeah. I guess. You should have a good time. Have some booze. See some strippers. Do some gambling,” I said as I started to really wake up. “You are there to have fun with Janet and the bridesmaids. So do it!” I said. I don’t know why she was being so uptight. She usually isn’t uptight. \n\n“Ok,” she said giving me a little smile. “He said, ‘what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!’” She yelled. There were some whoops and hollers from the other bridesmaids. “Let’s do this!” She yells in a rowdy voice. “Kim! Come hold my phone!”\n\nThe video shakes as the phone is passed around. \n\n“Hey, Jim!” Kim says way too loudly. She turns the camera on herself. She is only half in the frame. “I didn’t know you were so cool.”\n\nWhat the hell is that supposed to mean?\n\nShe turns the phone back to Lily. She is sitting on the edge of a couch. \n\n“Baby? Jim? I want you to know I love you and that I am thinking about you and that you are the coolest for saying that it all stays in Vegas and you are the bestest and I miss you,” she gushes. She gives me a big drunken smile. \n\nShe pulls off her t-shirt - revealing a sexy strappy red bra. That’s new.\n\n“You like it?” She slurs. “Bought it for you!” She says, pointing at the phone. She smiles. Some one hands her a shot. She tosses it back and hollers. “Whoooo! That’s what I am talking about!” She unclasped the bra and drops it to the ground. \n\nShe shimmies - making her perky tits shake. Lily gets right close to the camera. \n\n“Remember. I am thinking of you babe!” She slurs. “Ok! Now bring that big cock over here!” Lily yells. \n\nThe frame pans to a naked dude with a massive cock. Easily ten inches long and twice as thick as mine. The dude is a monster. \n\nLily bites her lip, “yeah! Bring that big cock over here!” She hollers. \n\n“Honey! What the fuck are you doing‽ Lily‽” I yell at my phone. \n\nShe takes his wet glistening tip in her mouth. She moans as she twists her head around - twirling on his cock. \n\n“Oh fuck,” Lily whispers, “you are so fucking huge.” \n\nShe uses her tongue to work his frenulum. Licking and sucking on it as he moans off camera. \n\n“Lily! Stop!” I yell. “This isn’t ok!”\n\nShe licks up one side of his cock. Getting it all wet and slick. Then switches over to the other side. Licking as sucking on the side of his cock. \n\nI can hear the bridesmaids cheering and yelling in the background. \n\nLily pulls back and then spits on his massive cock - rubbing it in with her hand as she slowly strokes him. She looks at the camera and gives a nervous little smile. She winks at me. \n\nShe sucks the tip into her mouth. Slurping loudly. She works her head back and forth - taking a little bit more each tiny she comes forward. \n\nI hear a loud gluck - as his cock hits the back of her throat. She has only a little bit more than half of it in her mouth. She pushes on with determination - getting him deeper and deeper into her mouth. \n\nShe gets all of him into her mouth. I can’t believe she did it. He is so massive. She pulls back suddenly - gasping as she clears his head. She takes two quick breaths and then pushes his massive hard cock down her throat again. \n\nI can get all of the bridesmaids yelling and cheering her on. \n\nLily swallows his cock over and over again. Slurping and sucking as she does so. Spit is dripping from her mouth and dripping between her perky tits. \n\nHe parts her hair - taking a handful in each hand - using her hair like handles he pulls her face into him as he thrusts his cock down her throat. \n\n“Oh fuck, yea!” He moans. “You are a good little slut. Swallow my cock again - oh fuck!”\n\nShe pulls back - stroking him fast and furious as she takes his balls into her mouth. She is using both hands to stroke his cock. \n\n“I am going to cum!” He whispers. \n\nLily sucks on the tip of his cock as she uses her hands to jerk him off. \n\n“You going to cum for me? Are you? Come on daddy - cum for me!” She taunts him. \n\n“Oh! Uuuuh! Fuck!” He moans. \n\nLily quickly pulls the tip out of her mouth as his cock pushes out a massive load of cum. It hits her chest - splattering all over her tits. \n\n“Oh gawd!” He roars as he fires off a second load. His cock pumping rope after rope of cum on Lily’s tits. \n\nI can hear him panting as Lily coos. “So much cum.,” she whispers. She runs a finger up between her breasts until her finger is dripping in cum - then sucks it off slowly. “Mmmmm,” she moans loudly. \n\nShe leans in and takes the tip of his cock in her mouth again. Sucking every last drop from his hard cock. \n\nShe smiles as she wipes a drop of cum from the corner of her mouth. She looks up at him wantonly. \nTurning to the phone she blows me a kiss. \n\n“Be home in two days, baby!” She slurs as she waves at the camera. \n\nThe call ends. \n\n“Love you, schmoopie!” Lily says - waving at the phone."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Girl with a cuck fetish gets herself off while watching her loving boyfriend fuck her friends. | [
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"content": "(I accidentally changed boyfriend to husband sorry.)\n\nI can’t believe I let him talk me into this…ok I’m lying, I’m just as curious as he was. I’m following best friend Roxxi, and my husband upstairs to our bedroom. I’m nervous but excited. I take my place off to the side of the room and watch in nervous anticipation. They start to make and my husband is not nearly as handsy with her as is with me but he’s still mapping out her curves nonetheless. The shirts come off. God my husband is a stud even now and he’s going on 45. Roxxi is stacked but god I just want to shove her aside and…we’ll do exactly what she’s doing which is rubbing and kissing and licking my husbands hard earned bod. Should I be getting wet right now? Cause I am. \n\nMmmm she’s moaning so much already and all hubby is doing is playing with her nipples. Fuck his salvia is dripping off of them…huh I could sworn I still had my shirt on…oh well. \n\nThey move to the bed, their bodies pressed together. She desperately grabbing at his belt, God do I know the feeling. She looks over at me with a shy smile as she finds a hold on my hubbys bulge. I know girl, just wait until it’s inside of you. God I gotta get these pants off…\n\nFuck they’re grinding against each other. I feel like I shouldn’t be as much as I am but man they’re both just fucking sexy. Roxxi moans as my husband takes his cock out and gently rubs against her panties. I love when he does that…\n\nHer panties come off and my husband goes right to work. He licks, and kisses her thighs and clit. He gently traces her pink lips with his finger, just absolutely driving her to the edge before using his tongue. Mmmmmm…\n\nMy fingers caress my pussy as I watch my husband give amazing head to my best friend. As I watch her squeal and squirm in pleasure, I can only keep playing with myself. He’s done it to me so much I can practically feel it by osmosis. God just fuck her already you beautiful stud! Fuck I’m so wet, my fingers barely work but I can’t stop. \n\nYes…yes…mmmm fuck ye\ts. She flips over into Doggy so he can enter and rub and spank her juicy ass. Oh fuck…the bed shakes underneath them. Fox is moans fill the air mixing with mine like some perverted choir. She says his cock feels so good and I just nod in agreement. Honey I know and I’m so jealous but so turned on. \n\nGod the sounds they’re making…I don’t think I can last much longer. But I must. I want to time it perfectly and I can hear Roxxi getting closer and closer with each thrust of hubbys hips. Fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck…yes give it to her. Fuck! \n\nI cum a few seconds before but I don’t stop. She sounds so hot begging my hubby to keep going. God I have to get rid of this chair now it’s soaked. He pulls out still sorting his cock as she turns over and opens her mouth. Mhm, he’s so hot. Is she calling me over…I go over. She puts her hands on my cheeks and pulls me into a kiss snowballing my husbands into my mouth. Yeah…this definitely needs to happen again."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] In the office she’s the epitome of professionalism. When she takes her breaks to pump in the lactation room she’s breaking out her vibrator to help pass the time… | [
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"content": "Felicity brushed a strand of lung, crimson hair out of her face, as she ducked into the empty private room. She couldn't believe she'd let the professor talk her into this. Despite her long, black, prehensile tail and shiny black horns giving away her demonic heritage, she tried to act like a professional when she was working at the University offices. There was no hiding how sexy her body was. Anything she wore would conspire to be alluring, and her leggy, hourglass figure was anyone's wet dream. But she didn't usually try to be deliberately lewd. She didn't get much of a choice recently though...\n\nFelicity's breasts, normally plump and perky g cups were massive, as a result of professor Harding's deal with her. Her breasts were each larger than her head, and they were straining against her poor white sweater. The massive black bra that she was wearing underneath was clearly visible, as was the fact that her huge tits were basically spilling out of its cups in every direction.\n\nWhen professor Harding had found out that she was actually part succubus, it was like a light had gone off. Suddenly, Felicity simply *had* to donate milk. The alchemical cocktail the professor had been feeding her in the form of milkshakes had been devastatingly effective. Felicity's breasts had been blowing up like balloons all semester constantly getting bigger and bigger, her milk production seeming to only ever speed up, never slowing down. Felicity could feel her breasts slosh and wobble on her chest, as she sat down in the room's comfy recliner. She brought her hands to either side of her massive bust, gently squeezing her breasts, as she felt their great weight in her hands. Part of her knew that the professor's assurances that the effects of the milkshakes \"wouldn't be completely permanent\" or that her breasts \"may go back to normal after the treatments are over\" were unlikely to be true.\n\nNot that Felicity totally hated her new breasts. Being a quarter succubus, she couldn't tell it would be a little bit of a perv, and part of her kind of loved her giant boobs. She kind of got off on the way that her massive melons made her body even more of an advertisement for sex. She'd certainly been hornier as of late too, the effects of the treatments seeming to accelerate her already prodigious libido...\n\nFelicity pulled up her sweater, and she unclasped her bra. She had to press hard to get the clasp at the front of her bra to pop open. It was under incredible pressure, and her heavy breasts practically burst out, jiggling and wobbling heavily on her chest, as the bra popped open with an audible snapping sound. Felicity breathed a sigh of relief at the release of the compression on her breasts. Casting a furtive glance at the door, and using a small bit of telekinesis to make sure it was locked, she then undid the zipper at the side of her pencil skirt, removing that as well, and she drew from her bag a vibrator shaped not unlike a lobster claw. She knew that pumping got her horny, and by now she was coming prepared..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] With classes starting again, let's hear any college-based prompts. Realistic only please, even if unlikely | [
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"content": "Since teacher-student things usually follow with the teacher being older and more dominant vs. the younger less experienced and submissive student. That's plenty fun, but it would be fun to reverse it too.\n\nTry a story where a submissive teacher accidentally reveals that side to a student who takes advantage of it. Blackmailing/pressuring them into being a submissive who gives them an A+ on everything while being their slave. I've always imagined it in a male professor being taken by a female student, but obviously, it can be whatever gender combination works better for you."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A cheating wife believes she keeps her affair(s) totally hidden from her husband. Little does she know she regularly talks in her sleep... | [
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"content": "At first I suspected nothing. After all, I had a healthy home life, two beautiful children and a wife who can only be described as demure in the streets, ravishing in the sheets. I loved her deeply, and I could tell she loved me.\nBut one night. I think due to alcohol maybe, I had to get up to pee in the early hours of the morning. I tried not to wake my beautiful wife up as I did my business. When I got back, I couldn't help but stare at her sexy face. She was breathing a fair amount, probably a sexy dream or something, as she looked like she was about to orgasm. But then I heard the strangest thing\n\"Oh Geoffrey! keep pounding me\" She moaned.\nNow we were open about our pasts. I know she dated a few times before she met me, but I don't recall her having an ex called Geoffrey, and I can't say I ever met anyone with that name.\nI try not to think about it too much, but in my stomach I felt a stab of betrayal. I'm sure it's nothing though. Maybe she just finds the dude hot, and is only dreaming of shagging him. But sleep eludes me as I worry nonetheless.\nI then find myself jostled by my wife telling me \"Get up sleepyhead\" and \"maybe you should cut back on the alcohol\". She may have been right, but...\nAh fuck it I need to get ready quickly.\nStill, even through rushing through breakfast, the anxiety is coming back to me, I can't help but ask.\n\"Honey, I don't suppose you know of a man called Geoffrey?\"\nI could see the panic written all over her face. It took her a few long seconds to eventually formulate a hurried reply \"What? Erm, I mean, I have. A. Coworker of that name. But... Wait, Why are you asking?\"\n\"Because... I heard a rumour that you were getting a bit too friendly with him. Probably nothing though. People start all kinds of nasty rumours you know.\" I lied through my teeth. Hoping she would buy that explanation. I didn't want her to know yet.\nA few nights later and still waking up, who knows why, I hear more talk in her sleep. Including \"God Geoffrey, you're so big\" and \"I'm a bad girl aren't I? Cheating on my hubby with you?\" Still trying to sus whether this was fantasy or not I wracked my mind for ways to tell until one day I heard her say.\n\"Yeah he's still at work, but be careful, apparently there's rumours about us\" Followed by \"He'll be home soon, you'd better leave\"\nBingo!\nWaking up the next morning, I went through my routine as normal. But when I got to work, I was told that due to a fire, the planned site visit would not go ahead today, and that I might as well have the afternoon off. My first thought was to tell my wife I'd be home. But then a thought occurred to me. If she was inviting her coworker home of an afternoon, I might be able to catch them in the act.\nSo plan in motion, and after a very distracted day at work and killing some time reading dry technical papers, I hatch my plan.\nFirst, I open the doors slowly. I learned this skill in my youth to avoid waking my parents after a late night out, were now being put to good use in not alerting my wife. Once I'm in, I hear moaning, both masculine and feminine. Bingo! I caught her. I should feel bad that she's cheating on me. But really all I feel is relieved that I actually know what's going on, my suspicions vindicated.\nI sneak ever so carefully up the stairs, but accidentally creak halfway up. I pause hoping nobody heard me, but listening carefully I hear a male voice \"Yo, did I just hear the stairs creak?\"\n\"I don't know\" replied a voice I quickly identified as my wife's \"It's probably nothing, now get back to fucking me ASAP.\"\nSo they were in the middle of sex. My timing was impeccable. I managed to sneak all the way up the stairs, apparently unnoticed.\nNow I was in grabbing distance of the door, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. I wanted to act as naturally as possible. After all, I can't let on that I know what's going on. I then turned the door handle at what I thought was a normal speed and cheerfully announced \"Honey I'm home!\"\nStrangely enough seeing them at it, made my blood positively boil in infernal rage. I just could not have it. But before I got another word out the man said \"Hang on, 'Honey?' Alicia, you told me you were single?\" He said to her, quickly disengaging from the coitus I caught them in.\nShe looked to me, and to him, then back to me again. She burst into tears and wept. \"I'm so sorry honey, I. I. I...\" But she trailed off, as if she couldn't think of a response.\n\"Perhaps, I should leave, piped up the man, I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble good sir.\" He said as he was in my room, buck naked, gathering his clothes in a hurry. I simply waited for him to leave. As he went out the door, he reiterated \"Sorry sir, I genuinely had no clue you was her boyfriend\"\n\"Husband actually\" I replied \"and that's odd, because I heard her murmur in her sleep that a man named Geoffrey had better leave because I'd be there soon.\"\nBoth of them looked shocked, but he said nonetheless \"Well, I am Geoffrey, but she never said that to me.\" I don't know if he knew I wasn't buying it, but I let it go as I didn't have proof, besides, she should have said no. I simply waited for him to leave.\nAlicia simply looked shell-shocked. She reiterated her sorrow, but I wasn't buying it.\n\"Are you sorry you did it, or are you sorry you got caught?\"\n\"Honestly, I don't even know why...\" she was clearly trying to hold back her sobbing \"When I first kissed him at work... I felt so guilty... But I still couldn't help myself\"\n\"If you genuinely felt guilty, then why didn't you stop?\"\n\"I don't know.\"\nSilence permeated the air for a while\n\"Look, I thought I knew you. I thought you were a loving, faithful wife, with exemplary morals. I guess I was wrong.\"\nAfter a short bout of silence she answered. \"I guess so. I guess you'll want to divorce me.\"\nThe funny thing was though. I didn't. I just wanted her to stop cheating. Part of me was begging for some justification for staying with her. She had been such a part of my life, and shared so many genuine moments with me, i just couldn't let it all go to waste.\n\nLater that evening at dinner the atmosphere was unusually tense. I think the kids sensed it too, but I tried to keep the kids engaged by asking normal questions about their day in school. I especially engaged them on the science they learned. Though, I don't know if they believed me that there are more states of matter. But either way, it was only going to be a matter of time\n\"Dad, mum, what's wrong?\"\nMy heart broke, they could be living through a divorce. I couldn't finish the thought before their mother confessed\n\"It's my fault sweetie. I broke your father's trust. I did something very bad.\"\nI told them that it would be best if they left it up to us to sort out and to not mention it again. A glum silence fell over the rest of dinner time.\n\nI got into bed only to find her not there. Strange really as she's usually there first. I decided to look for her. I eventually found her on the sofa. \"I appreciate you feel guilty, but sleeping on the sofa isn't going to change what you did.\" I said \"Besides, I still want to talk\"\n\"I know\" she responded \"I did a terrible thing, and you are going to divorce me. I just need time to process it is all\"\n\"So is that it? Everything you did for me and our kids? The moments we shared together? Me being with you for the kid's birth? You being there for me when my mother was dying? Was it all a lie?\"\nShe sobbed anew.\n\"I thought I loved you, but if I cheat on you, then I'm clearly only selfishly using you for my own ends. I should stop insisting otherwise.\"\n\"I don't think that's true. After all, it's hardly selfish to for months at a time, give up your book club for months so that you can visit lend me support, while I visited my mother in hospital every night. Or when you sold your Jewellery to buy me that spa break when work stress was getting to me.\"\nI don't think she was expecting that, she seemed to tear up more. \"I guess I did it because I felt so guilty for the affair, I had with the husband of one of the book club members I had to make it up to you. I broke things off and vowed never to do it again. I guess that's the thing though. I promised on the altar and it still didn't stop me. I just don't know why I never seem to keep my promises.\" She was barely keeping it together through tears. I said then that I was lucky to have you. And I still am lucky you're taking this so well, I really want to repay all that.\"\n\"Thank you for your honesty.\" I replied, genuinely grateful for some sign I could still trust her. \"We'll figure this out. Because I love you.\"\nI think that set her off crying even more.\n\"How about we make love?\" I whispered to her, after she calmed down a bit.\n\"Do I even deserve it?\"\n\"Who knows, but I think we are staying a married couple, so let's do what married couples do? If you feel up to it\"\n\"Let's do it then\" She said, still somewhat shakily, but with renewed determination. As she took my hand and I lead her back to the bedroom.\n---\nIdc if you want me to continue this."
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"content": "\nTo whomever finds this letter, read it in full, for it may be my last.\n\nI must apologise for my handwriting forthwith. I write this, barricaded in the attic of the Spencer estate, in abject terror. Not for my own wellbeing, but for that of Sophia Spencer. My dearest friend. It may be too late for me, but I implore you to save her from the monster of my own creation.\n\nThe trouble began in Greece, or perhaps with me. Both Sophia and I have always shared an interest in secrets, the occult and forbidden, for as long as I can recall. If ever I read of a charm or talisman, Sophia would have it lying on my desk, sometimes with but a day’s notice, others after a month sailing off to only the Lord knows where. I should have known better than to tempt her with a lost city in the mountains of Arcadia. It took her a few weeks to find what men have been searching centuries for, like a hound to the truffle. It was there, at damnable Lycosura, that she found the impossible. Something that should not exist outside my books.\n\nI received a cryptic invitation here, tonight, speaking only of a surprise. The only surprise, at first, was the lack of a grand party for Sophia’s return from abroad. No, this was a private meeting, and the only gift was for me. A silver medallion. The face of the Moon, Selene, jutted from one side, and the other a wolf. Lycaon. The cursed king’s own amulet brought all the way from his city, for my eyes only. Until tonight, I never believed in the supernatural. It disappointed Sophia to no end that every trinket we came across proved nothing but that, trinkets. What a fool I am for poising the implacable woman to prove me wrong. I asked her to wear it. It looked beautiful dangling from her neck. Tonight, Sophia declared, she would become a wolf.\n\nThe moon haunted the sky, and the clocks crept towards midnight. Nothing happened. We prepared for the usual, laughing and preparing a toast to another legend lost. It was only when Sophia dropped her glass that I noticed something amiss, and when she began disrobing that I knew something was wrong. She was certainly not drunk, peeling off an already provocative satin dress quite calmly. I averted my eyes and called for modesty but heard nothing. When I looked, her eyes were fixed to the window, where the moonlight beamed in, as if she were in a trance. Taking no note of me or her nudity, she knelt down in the pile of her shorn clothes. She moaned. The moan became a scream. The scream became a howl.\n\nThe remainder is a blur. Her moonlit silhouette shifted. Fur pricked up along her body. Sharp teeth flashed at me. I rushed to her, thinking I could remove the amulet, but by then it had become just a grey highlight of her newfound coat, and a clawed hand met mine. A shock of pain and rush of blood sent me hurtling down the halls. A pair of glowing dots in the darkness followed after me, all the way here, until I jammed the hatch behind me. Only later did I realise I had trapped myself.\n\nI doubted the existence of curses, but I know the terms of this one. She will remain trapped in this form “until the beast’s carnal hunger for the flesh of man is sated”. I cannot allow Sophia to harm someone, even if I may not have a choice, but she does not deserve to feel guilt for my sins. There must be another\n\n*the hatch is breaching*\n\n*this is the end*\n\nMy Sophie, my beloved. You will be alright. I love you. I always have.\n\nWilliam.\n\n***\n\nDear diary,\n\nThe good news is that Will isn’t dead, despite my best efforts. The poor dear is bedridden, but in good spirits, shall we say. I’ve been doting on him all day.\n\nThe night certainly didn’t go as planned. I went out to High Street to find that dress and cognac only for them to end up on the floor and covered in hair. Of course, on the night we were going to be alone together with the perfect gift, months in the making, that’s the night the universe decides to let me win for once. \n\nBut the universe has a strange sense of humour, so despite growing claws and nearly mauling him, we still ended up getting to know each other, finally. And what an introduction. I may have been the beast, but what else but a pure animal could keep up with such a creature on an attic floor until dawn? And here I had always thought of William as fragile. \n\nThis morning, Will asked me how the beast’s hunger was sated. I told him he knew how to use his flesh. This was only a half-lie. The beast most certainly wished to eat him, but I brought it about to my way of thinking. The hunger that night was mine, and carnal barely covers it.\n\nBut Will needn’t know for now, I wish to be gentle with him. Even when terrified he can’t stop writing, let alone talking, but this is the first day I’ve ever seen him speechless. I’ll give him a moment before I let him know I read his letter. Then perhaps we can have another go, in the conventional manner.\n\nUnless, of course, he may like it better when I’m hungry…"
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"content": "My husband Derrick crouched down before the fireplace and added another log into the fire, sparks flaring as it caught. \"It's going to get cold tonight. Maybe we should bring in some extra blankets from the bedroom.\" He turned to look at me.\nI was always the odd one out. My short black dress was matched by striped black and white thigh-high socks, and the black lipstick on my full lips contrasted nicely with my pale skin and bright green eyes. I was always considered the quirky one, the goth girl with a soft heart. But tonight, I felt like more than just the girl who liked to wear dark clothes and go to all the concerts.\nThe snow outside the window was coming down harder than ever. \"It's supposed to be a blizzard.\" Derrick stood up and walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close. I could feel his warmth through the thin fabric of my dress, and it felt good. His touch was always comforting.\nWendy and Johnathan burst in through the cabin door carrying armfuls of logs for the fire. \"Holy shit! I didn't think it was going to snow this hard.\" Johnathan dropped his load onto the ground and shook off his jacket, his dark hair falling in loose waves to his shoulders.\n\"I don't think any of us did, but I'm glad you guys came prepared. We'll need the fire tonight.\" Derrick's voice sounded grave.\nWendy asked, \"Where's Josh?\"\nI replied, \"Downstairs picking out a movie.\" I turned to my husband and gave him a quick peck of the lips before saying, \"Speaking of which, I should also go down there and grab us all blankets.\"\nI stepped past Johnathan, whose eyes seemed to linger on my legs for longer than they should, and headed downstairs. Josh was already there, scrolling through a selection of scary movies on the TV. \"Hey.\" He said without even looking up from the screen. \"Which one do you want to watch?\"\n\"I don't care,\" I responded as I moved past him.\nAs I crouched in front of the linen closet he said, \"There's a lot of 70's sexploitation horror here.\" I could hear the hint of excitement in his voice.\nI smiled, \"Okay, pick one.\" I turned around and caught him staring at my ass. He quickly looked away, and I chuckled before reaching into the closet for blankets. As I fished the only four out I said, \"You're suh a pervert Josh.\"\nI could see him blush. \"I'm sorry, Cathryn. You have a really great butt. I can't help but look.\" He chuckled nervously. \"It's not like I'm trying to be creepy or anything.\"\nTaking the blankets, I turned back around and said, \"I know. You been staring at me for years. It's fine, really.\"\nHe smiled sheepishly as I walked past him toward the stairs and began my ascent back up to the living room where my husband awaited me with our friends. I was just about to reach the top when I heard him whisper, \"It's because you're beautiful Cathryn.\"\nI stopped mid-stride, turning back to him and laughed, \"When we get home, we're going to find you a girlfriend.\"\nI returned to my husband and handed him two blankets while I took the other two over to Wendy and Johnathan. They were already sitting on the floor with their backs against the sofa, looking up at me as I approached. \"Thanks.\"\nJohnathan raised an eyebrow, \"There are only four blankets.\" He seemed concerned.\nI nodded, \"Yeah, whoever is on the loveseat will have to share.\" I threw one of the thick woolen blankets over them before walking back to my husband and snuggling up against him.\n\"Well, that means it'll be me and Johnathan sharing then,\" Wendy said while wrapping her arm around Johnathan's shoulders.\nJosh came up the stairs carrying a DVD, two bottles of wine, and some glasses, \"What did I miss?\"\nJohnathan chuckled, \"Nothing my mine.\""
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"content": "Jessica wasn't sure what all she had signed up for. When the opportunity to have a baby and even get paid for it had shown up on the university bulletin board, she had been more than curious. The forms were a dizzying array of legalese, but she felt like she'd managed to wade through them. Still though... She wondered about the clamps on her wrists and ankles\n\nJessica lay spread eagle on an x-shaped examination table, each of her limbs secured. The prim and proper doctor Elise Howard regarded her impassively, paying more attention to the digital readouts on the screens of her glasses than the patient in front of her. She withdrew a small syringe from her lab coat pocket, and casually injected it into Jessica's thigh.\n\n\"What's that for?\" The buxom blonde asked, already feeling heat radiating from the pin prick in her thigh.\n\n\"It will prepare you for the insemination process,\" The dark haired doctor replied, offhandedly.\n\nBefore Jessica could ask anymore questions, the doctor casually walked out of the room, the door closing with a click behind her.\n\nA panel in the ceiling opened up, and a large apparatus started to descend. It looked like some sort of oversized industrial injection machine, with a giant tank of white fluid sloshing around on one side, and the other side ending in what looked like a tapered silver cylinder.. Heavy machinery whirred, as it lowered itself toward Jessica's spread legs.\n\n\"Is... Is that all cum?\" The blonde gasped.\n\n\"Yes.\" Dr Howard's voice was flat, over the speakers in the room.\n\nJessica was alarmed, even as she could feel the heat from her thigh starting to radiate through her entire body. She felt her sex getting wet, despite herself. \"Why is there that much!?\"\n\n\"I was not able to acquire a greater amount.\"\n\n\"That's not what I... Ahh!\"\n\nJessica was cut off, as the tip of the machine made contact with her clit. It was vibrating at such an intensity that she could scarcely see or hear it moving, but she could certainly feel it. The vibrations rippled through her like a pulse wave, and she squirmed against her restraints unable to bear the level of sensation, but also unable to escape. She couldn't think straight. She couldn't think at all! And she felt like the machine was forcing an orgasm out of her in what felt like an impossibly abrupt fashion.\n\nJessica cried out and came, again, and again, a readout on the wall seemed to be tracking something about her body, the effects that the injection was having on her, and in particular the status of her womb.\n\nEvery time that Jessica came, her body seemed to change just slightly. Her breasts grew bigger, rounder, and heavier. Her already impressive bust went from eye-catching to inevitable, her once double d breasts growing into the size of small melons, dominating her chest. Her hips widened, and her thighs thickened, her ass plumping up as whatever was in the treatment boosted her fertility.\n\nWhen the co-ed had been transformed into a wet dream, the machine moved on to phase two. Dragging itself achingly over her clit, it backed off slightly and delved down toward the opening of her cunt. It was glistening with some invisible source of lubricant, as well as her own juices, as it plunged inside of her almost unceremoniously.\n\nJessica continued to quake and moan in arousal as the machine started to fuck her. It pissed and in and out, still vibrating all the while, and, already having been multi-orgasmic before this ordeal, Jessica found herself riding an almost unending series of climaxes. She couldn't tell where one orgasm ended or the next began, not that she could focus enough to count anyway.\n\nThe machine's deadly fucked her deeper and deeper, eventually bottoming out, it's vibrations changing subtly when it met her cervix. It stopped pistoning, and seemed to sit in place, humming in a different way, it kissed the mouth of her womb. Something shifted inside of her body, and Jessica suddenly felt *hungry*. She wanted it deeper. She wanted it all the way inside of her. She wanted it to fill her up. Her inner walls milked and pulled at the machine, beckoning it to go even deeper. And it did!\n\nThe very tip of the apparatus seemed to be lodging itself deep inside her. And then, as the body started to vibrate anew, and The shaft seemed to expand, plugging her womanhood entirely. This stretched her sex most delightfully, and Jessica had never felt so incredibly fucking *full*. At least, this was the fullest she had ever felt *yet*.\n\nThe readouts switched to \"insemination phase\", and a deep, heavy pumping sound emanated from the machine, The cum inside audibly glorping and flowing, as it was pumped into Jessica's body.\n\nJessica squirmed and moaned, a deeper, new kind of climax overtaking her, as her womb was flooded with cum. Her flat belly started to dome upwards, rising and rounding with the fluid being pumped into her. Her hungry womb welcomed the feast of unknown seed filling her up, and Jessica was practically insensate with lust.\n\n\"Yes! More!\" She cried out, as she looked down at her belly starting to grow bigger and bigger. And she got what she asked for. Jessica's belly swelled with the unending tied of cum being forced into her, and she soon looked like she was already four or five months pregnant. Still, she got bigger and bigger, As the machine relentlessly pumped and pumped it's creamy white load into her body. Her belly grew heavy and fat with cum, it's weight pinning her down to the table, as she looked like she had a watermelon inside her, soon, her tummy was stretched as full as it could be, leaving her apparently 9 months pregnant with a load of pure cum. \n\nThe machine withdrew from her sex, surprisingly little of its massive load seeming to leak out. It's head moved back to her clit, gently, softly buzzing.\n\nJessica sighed contentedly, as the machine pumped the last drops into her. She felt intense waves of satisfaction, and an even more intense sense of arousal. She was absolutely massive. She could feel that her center of gravity had changed completely, and she wasn't even sure if she could get up. She looked overdue with twins. Her breasts had grown more too, Her body already satisfied that she was pregnant, her tits filling with milk to feed her impending brood.\n\nThe readouts were all positive. Apparently she was indeed pregnant. She was *very* pregnant. Figures and data whizzed by, documenting the conception of one daughter, and then another, and then another, and then another... At this rate, it looked like Jessica was going to have septuplets or more... Her giant belly still seemed to be gently swelling. She wondered if she should have paid more attention to the sections of The documents regarding \"bedrest considerations\"..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When a wealthy man paid her to bear his child, she didn't expect his wife to become so... Affectionate. | [
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"content": "I groaned, loudly, in frustration. It was nearly half past 8:00 on a late August night and I was still chained to the desk in my small home office, working. I knew that I really only had myself to blame, but it didn't make my disappointment easier to bear. I rubbed my eyes under my glasses while I waited for what I hoped would be my last dataset to compile for the night. \n\n\"Do you like her?\" my wife asked, leaning against the small round window of the little room, staring down into our backyard in quiet contemplation while she dragged a brush through her long brown locks. \n\n\"Hmm?\" I mumbled, dragging myself out of a waking nightmare of tasks left unfinished to devote all of my attention to my loving spouse. \n\n\"Nessa. Do you like her?\" \n\n\"Oh, uh, yeah. Yeah, she's alright. I guess...\" An insistent error message on my screen demanded my attention again, and I cursed under my breath. \n\n\"I'm glad,\" Ellie said distantly, eyes still glued to something in the yard. I spotted the error in my sheet's config variables and let the thing run again, taking a tender sip of the drink she'd brought up for me. It was mostly bourbon, just how I liked them. She was an angel. \n\n\"And what about us?\" Ellie asked, actually looking across to me for a change. \n\n\"What do you mean?\" \n\n\"Do you think she likes us?\" She looked quite serious, like the answer might really matter somehow. \n\n\"Well yeah,\" I said, leaning back from the desk to cross my legs and regard my wife in earnest. The low light of a dusky sunset shone just bright enough to trace the shapely curves of her body through the short nightgown. I'd have taken a picture of her, there and then, if I thought it wouldn't diminish the moment to do so. \"Yeah I think she likes us just fine. She likes cashing our cheques, anyway.\" I smiled, hoping the weak joke would land. \n\n\"I'm serious, Tom!\" she chided, \"I really want her to feel at home with us.\" An affirming notification let me know that my set had compiled successfully; I leaned forward to send it off for review.\n\n\"She does, sweetheart; I'm sure of it.\"\n\n\"I really hope so,\" she muttered, returning to her study of the property below, and resuming the long pulls of her comb. \n\nI'd happily sat there, in that very spot, and watched my wife comb her hair out nearly every single night since we'd married six years earlier. If it wasn't from this chair, it was from the comfort of our bed, with her looking out that room's window instead. Regardless of location, the effect was the same; my heart swelled with nothing but a totalizing affection and all-encompassing adoration for the woman who'd knocked me over the head and set me up across the alter from her before my nerves ever gave me a chance to question what she was doing, or why I was lucky enough to be the one she'd picked. She was my everything; rock, partner, pillar, confidant, confessor, co-conspirator, friend, and love. I'd do anything for her.\n\n\"What about me?\" she asked, almost too softly to be heard as I shut the lid of my laptop quietly.\n\n\"Oh Ellie,\" I said, pushing my chair back and beckoning her away from the window to sit in my lap. Reluctantly, she tore her eyes from the only thing that could have been dominating her attention so. She padded over to me and curled her soft body up against mine, pulling her feet up off the ground to tuck herself wholly up on me. I hugged her tight to my chest and kissed her head tenderly. \"I'm sure Nessa is very fond of you. Really. She told me so, actually.\"\n\nHer eyes lit up as she turned her face to look at me hopefully. \"She did? She really said that?\"\n\n\"She did! She said you're kind, and sweet, and caring, and that I'm very lucky to have you.\" I wasn't lying; she really had told me all of that. The fact that she'd done so while clamping a hand to her leaking pussy to keep my cum inside her didn't make it any less true. Ellie squirmed happily in my lap, nuzzling herself into my chest in perfect contentment. \n\nI wrapped an arm around her. I kissed her head. Took a sip of my drink. Grinned from ear to ear. Outside, a soft splash broke the evening silence as someone dove into the pool for a late night swim."
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"content": "(Fantasy) \n\\- The gorgeous court witch has had her eye on the handsome prince for some time. Finally, an opportunity to \"strike\" arises. \n\\- His Van-Hellsing-esque career of beast hunting was short-lived when he ended up falling for his first 'target': a buxom, dusk-hued hellhound. \n\\- The prince is a prodigy in the field of alchemy. Yearning for his approval... and perhaps something more... his female assistant intends to impress him with a very special potion... (Please no transformation stuff...) \n\\- An adventurer decides slimes are an easy enough target for the time being. That is until they swarm him and farm his \"elixir\" like he was planning to farm XP. \n\n\n(Modern) \n\\- Kobolds (the doggo girl kind) are highly loyal and affectionate. Especially one in particular, who can't get enough of her male workout buddy/coach/coachee/etc. \n\\- His gorgeous neighbor is such a kind woman, but he wasn't expecting her to go so far to console him... with her body. \n\n\n(Sci Fi) \n\\- One of the perks of becoming a high member of a robotics company is getting a personal assistant droid who is designed to take care of your 'every' need."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Who's getting fucked by the goblins today? | [
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"content": " * Goblinoids are curious due to the number of 'subspecies' they possess and the fact that almost any goblinoid subspecies can appear at any time in a genology is fascinating. As such goblinoids view sex between different subspecies as the only legitimate sex and they will indulge in as many partners as possibles to get a wide range of 'goblinoid experiences'. One research part investigate the rumours they consider sex within the same subspecies as a taboo with a trip to a friendly goblin tribe."
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"content": "* Whipped cream - for some tasty bedroom treats\r\n* Chocolate body paint - because who doesn't love a little licking?\r\n* Silk blindfold - for some sensory deprivation fun\r\n* Massage oil - to get those hands nice and slippery\r\n* Feather tickler - for some teasing and tantalizing sensations\r\n* Edible underwear - a deliciously naughty snack\n* Vibrator - for some extra buzz in the bedroom\n* Handcuffs - to spice things up with a little bondage play\n* Naughty dice - for a game of chance and excitement\n* Sensual massage candle - to set the mood with some seductive lighting"
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"content": "Rhenya stood in line at the bank, needing to make a deposit. She was composed, with an almost regal air, wearing a business casual skirt and blouse. To an outside observer, they would see a proper business woman... a business woman with a dirty secret.\n\nEach step is gamble she was slowly losing. She was losing bit by bit because at that very moment, her rear entrance was filled with her boy friend's seed, stoppered by her favorite, pink butt plug.\n\nThey had an incredible morning, involving her tied up to their bed, and him buried deep between her cheeks, pumping loads of cum straight inside her. It made her so fucking turned on just thinking the loteral hours they had sex just to fill her with this much cum, and right now, the only thing stopping everyone learning about her kink was a butt plug, slick with sweat and holding back two niagra falls worth of that sticky white gold.\n\nShe took another step. The plug shifted imperceptibly out, but she knew.\n\nThe next step, so close to the window now, so close to bursting.\n\nSurreptitiously, she dropped her favorite pen. Crouching down carefully Rheyna grabbed the pen and snuck a hand between her legs, masking the motion with her purse. The plug slipped back into place, sending shivers down her back. It would hold for a bit longer, but the plug was still so slick, she wasn't sure for how long.\n\nShe stood as nonchalantly as she could strengthened by the feeling of the plug resting snuggly inside her.\n\nOne more step and she was next to be seen, the plug not making any moves.\n\nHer heart raced.\n\nShe was next up. Handing over her card and the cash she wanted to deposit, she waites patiently for the teller to input the information.\n\nThen, disaster. She felt the plug move. It didn't come all the way out, thank god, but she needed to deal with it and soon.\n\nAs the teller took their sweet time, Rhenya began to sweat harder, drenching the plug. She clenched trying to force the plug to reseat itself, or at the very least to slow its rapid descent.\n\nHeart pounding, sweat dripping, she doubted she could slip a hand down and under without anyone noticing, so she stood in silent fear and arousal. Half of her wanted to disappear and be back home. Another half desperately wanted the cum filling her ass to gush from her, coating her legs, panties and skirt with her boyfriend's seed.\n\nThe teller finally finished. Rhenya sighed in relief, though it was premature. As she slipped her card back in her purse, she asked to teller where the bathroom were. She was pointed around the corner and down the hall a bit. Thanking the teller, she slowly walked in that direction, trying to disguise her awkward, slow steps as though she were looking for something in her purse.\n\nIt was agonizing, walking so slowly, feeling the plug slip more and more, threathening to pop out of her. But she was slow and deliberate, digging very dramatically through her purse for some mysterious item that could solve her problems.\n\nFinally she made it. Rushing as quickly as she could to a stall, she sat on the toilette, ripping off her panties and skirt as quickly as possible.\n\nThe plug finally gave out, shooting into the bowl, followed quickly by what felt like gallons and gallons of cum. It gushed from her at first, then trickled, then slowed. She felt to so empty, so worn out, so horny.\n\nWaiting so long to do anything about the plug had put her in overdrive, needing to cum so badly.\n\nHer hand slipped between her legs and she teased herself. Unbuttoning her blouse, she fondled a breast, eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself in the moment.\n\nIt felt so good.\n\nSoft moans slipped from her as she played, fingers twisting and teasing her sensitive nipple and her aching bud.\n\nDidn't take long before she was ready. Slipping two fingers in, she gasped, plunging them in over and over.\n\nHer orgasm came like a freight train. She normally was a squirter, but for the second time that day, gushed into this bank's public toilette, pleasure wracking her body.\n\nShe was exhausted, sitting there for a few moments longer.\n\nReturning to her senses, she realized with a bit of revulsion that her plug was still in the bowl. Fishing it out quickly, she used plenty of toilette paper to dry it off and clean herself up.\n\nChecking to see if the coast was clear, she slipped out of the stall to the sink. She washed off the plug in hot soapy water, anxious yet excited for the chance someone else would walk in on her.\n\nSatisfied with her cleaning, she slipped the plug back in. It felt good to have something inside her again, though she was a little sad she was full to bursting again.\n\nEither way, she knew her boyfriend would live hearing about this, and maybe they could have round two."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Wholesome bondage. | [
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"content": "Stanley sat with his hands comfortably, but quite securely tied with a pair of Chloe Emberlace's silk panties. The sorts of knots she had mastered still astounded him.\n\nHere and there, he tried to squirm, but the succubus cheerleader pinned him down quite firmly. Straddling his lap and squeezing his legs between her thick thighs, bringing her large bust directly towards his face. She gently dragged up the bottom edge of her cutoff t-shirt, her heavy breasts plopping out and jiggling in his face, before she leaned forward and subjected him to his own personal marshmallow hell.\n\nHis head was practically engulfed in her tits, and her soft, silky flesh was practically his whole world. She guided a nipple towards his mouth. \"Drink up. You're going to need the stamina, and I don't share my milk with just anybody. I didn't even start *making* milk until I found out you were into it...\" Chloe felt a blush pass over her own face, and she looked away, brushing a lock of her long blonde hair from her face. \"I will admit though... It does feel kind of good.\"\n\nChloe blushed and bit her lip, stifling a mom, as she felt Stanley start to lick at her nipple, gently sucking. He always knew how to stimulate her, ever since she'd fallen in love with him and let him play with her tits so much. Now that she was making milk, haven't used her powers to swell up with creamy bounty just for him, their tit play sessions were even more intimate.\n\nStanley gulped down her rich milk, and she stroked his dark hair, as she watched him. Idly, her hands started to roam over his body, and she appreciated the effects that her milk had been having on him. His skin was a lot clearer, and she could swear that he was even starting to gain a little bit of lean muscle, despite his nerdy gamer lifestyle.\n\n\"You are, like, so, so lucky that I won you in that pledge auction. You didn't have to try out for a fraternity to impress me, you know. We're friends now.\" She paused, taking a deep breath as she grinded on his lap, enjoying the feeling of her pussy rubbing against his body and her stiff clit brushing along him. \"I don't know what some other girl might have done with you... Maybe I'll help you pull one and we'll find out.\" She giggled to herself, at the thought.\n\n\"But if some other girl had gotten her hands on you, for a whole weekend where she gets to keep you bound... You could have been in for a much rougher time.\" She shuddered a little, coming gently from the feeling of him sucking on her nipple. She switched breasts, urging him to drain the other one. Her tail was acting of its own accord at this point, freely invading her pussy, as she breastfed her friend. It was hard for Chloe to keep her focused through all of it.\n\n\"You know I'm going to Stepford for you This weekend? Do you have any idea how many boys would kill to have me stepford for them? I'm going to wear a dress and bake a cake and everything. You better like it, you nerd. If I didn't get such a charge out of fulfilling your weird sex fantasies...\" She shuddered and came gently again. \"Mmm...\" She sighed, splitting her head law back in pleasure, wrapping her arms around his head and pressing her bust to his face, burying him in her tit flesh again. \n\nStanley licked and lapped at Chloe's sweet, stiff nipple, sucking and kissing her bud, as he drank down her practically addictive, richly creamy milk, lost in the vague scent of sweet spice that it carried. He could feel it filling him up, nourishing him, and he felt like it was truly special to get this sort of treatment from a succubus who was normally so aggressive. Ever since she'd become his best friend with benefits, it had been a non-stop sex smorgasbord, and she seemed dead set on improving him. Bringing up his stamina, teaching him new things, and even helping him with other girls. More than any of that though, the two of them had forged a real bond. He could tell that she genuinely enjoyed his company, as much as she pretended it pained her to admit it.\n\nHe rubbed his tongue along the edge of her areola, as he drank, and he was pleased to feel her squeeze him between her thighs again, another gentle orgasm rolling through her.\n\n\"You're getting pretty good with that tongue...\" Chloe said, not afraid to give him what both of them knew was high praise, coming from her. \"How about I return the favor?\" She asked, before she grabbed his bound wrists in one hand and hooked them onto a peg above the couch. Having secured his hands above him, she sank down between his legs, dragging her heavy breasts over his whole body, as she did.\n\nShe had felt his dick getting achingly hard underneath her, as she grounded his lap throughout their little milking session. She was the one who was hungry now though, and she decided it was his turn to feed her.\n\nPeeling back is sweatpants, she quickly found his thick, heavy cock, already starting to drool pre-cum from her grinding, and she happily took it into her mouth. Chloe's mouth was hot and wet, and her lively tongue seemed to encircle and dance around Stanley's cock. She licked at the head of his manhood, and her pillowy lips kissed all the way down it. She stroked him with her hand and rubbed his cock against one of her tits, as she licked it. Taking him into her mouth again, she could feel that he was ready to go. She looked up at him and winked. Her eyes glowed slightly, and his mind was suddenly filled with images of her being absolutely pumped full of cum from every angle. He could feel her intense desire for his seed and how badly she wanted him to cum in her mouth.\n\nHe exploded, filling her mouth with a torrent of smooth, creamy jizz his quality and his output had really improved since she'd been making him her little project, and she was richly rewarded. Chloe swallowed again and again, gulping down his cum, moaning in pure pleasure, as she did. She milked him into her mouth and even let out a little giggle of delight, as she received her favorite treat.\n\nWhen he had finally finished cumming, She smiled and licked him clean, then she rested his half hard cock against her face, gently kissing up and down his shaft, as his cock rested against her cheek, nose, and forehead.\n\n\"I really love your cock,\" she said, \"You can even tell people, if you want...\" She kissed his cock again. \"I honestly don't mind if people around campus know that the best part of my days when I get a tummy full of your cum. They can know.\"\n\nShe hummed contentedly along the length of his cock, before she gingerly tucked him away and started to climb up his body again.\n\nShe brought his hands back down to his lap, and she snuggled up against him, wrapping a blanket around the two of them. Now, we're going to get in a little bit of cuddling... Because I'm in the mood for cuddling; *deal with it.* And then... If you're good, we're going to see how long you can last in my pussy before you paint my room with your fucking tasty cum, okay?\"\n\n\"Do... Do I get a choice?\" Stanley asked.\n\n\"No.\" Chloe replied, instantly, before she gave him a small swat on the cheek with the end of her tail. She kissed him. The flavor of his cum still on her lips. \"I paid good money for you. You don't get any choices all weekend!\"\n\nStanley could only silently shrug, the warmth of her milk still filling his belly."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Having her slime girl friend enter her womb, so that she could pretend to be pregnant was odd enough. *Then* things got weird... | [
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"content": "It was almost like Loocy was squirming around inside her. And in a weird way, it felt soo good.\n\nTera would be walking down the street, belly bump barely covered, and Loocy would move around to get settled and nearly send them woman into fits of pleasure. Never anything super powerful, just enough for her to need a break. She could play it off as pregnancy fatigue most of the time, but she was always paranoid a moan woild slip out that she couldn't mask as a groan.\n\nLoocy also seemed to develop a habit of vibrating semi-infrequently. She explained that was some metabolic process that she had to keep up on, but Tera was sure it was just so Loocy could make her cum.\n\nHowever, the weirdest of all is Loocy's insistence that they have as much sex as possible with as many cocks as possible. It was part of their agreement originally, Loocy lived in Tera's womb for protection and free cum, amd Tera could feel pregnant amd have as much pregnant, bareback sex as she wanted without worrying about actually getting pregnant.\n\nTera did get a lot of weirdos when she mentioned her \"kink\" but luckily a fair few decent men and one really hot futa woman were into it. Those nights, Loocy ate well, and Tera came so hard she felt like she expel Loocy on accident. God that'd be so hard to explain, 'sorry, I came so hard my baby liquefied.' Absolute nightmare fuel in her honest opinion. Not something she wanted to think about when having sex."
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"content": "As a half succubus, She could eat human food, but she was a little embarrassed to admit that her favorite foods were cum and sexual energy. Whether they did it accidentally or on purpose, one of her friends did promise to bring everyone's favorite snacks for the trip...\n\nAlternately\n\nThe camper had a bed in the back. The elf jokingly offered to let everyone have a turn with her in the bedroom in the back, if she could get out of driving duty. Everyone agreed so enthusiastically that she *had* to go along with it...\n\nAlternately\n\nA group of girls on a road trip end up stopping at a motel haunted by a ghost with a pregnancy kink\n\nAlternately\n\nTaking Gene mods to go with his best friend on her girls only road trip might have been a bit drastic, but it was certainly going to be a life-changing adventure!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU]A group of sith, more powerfull than any befor has apeared. When a young jedi faces one of their female lords, he learns their secret. Instead of fueling the dark side with Ambition and Wrath, they make use of the emotions of love, comapasion and most of all, Lust! | [
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"content": "The world had drained of color, little remaining than pallid shades of gray. Cirrus reached a desperate hand towards an imposing black boot, summoning the very last vestiges of his life into something dark, and forbidden. Arcs of violet electricity began to crackle at his fingertips, greedily licking the air as if it were a monster anticipating a feeding. He clenched his teeth, allowing the agony of the puncture wound through his side fuel his wrath.\r \n\r \nHe bellowed, a primal, shrieking death-rattle reverberating through the rubble of the collapsed temple, and willed the lightning to kill his adversary where he stood - instead, the energy jumped only half the needed distance and fizzled out, leaving the arena silent except for the crackle of the inferno surrounding them. \r \n\r \nWithout hesitation, the boot was raised and brought down on his outstretched arm, drawing another wail out of the dying Jedi. \r \n\r \nThe man standing over him had a terrifying appearance - half of his face had been burned and chipped away, now replaced with lifeless electronics and a massive robotic eye implant that reminded Cirrus of a praying mantis. The way the sith’s augmentations bulged under his cloak and disturbed his silhouette, it was as if the man was mid-violent transformation into something more droid than human. \r \n\r \nHis voice was more of a buzz, emanating from an illuminated box wrapped around his throat.\r \n\r \n“You may have stalled me long enough to let your whelplings run away, but I will make certain you don’t die content. I will drag them before you, one by one, as I find them. You will be the last to expire, mark my words.”\r \n\r \nA metal spider crawled from under the depths of his long cape, settling on Cirrus’ chest. The droid’s thorax opened, revealing a needle, which it unceremoniously plunged into his heart. \r \n\r \n“While alive, you will wish you were not awake. While awake, you will wish you were not alive. This precious machine will ensure you are both.”\r \n\r \nSuddenly, the cyborg was interrupted by the deafening hum of massive thrusters - a cruiser drifted just overhead, it’s imposing black wings blotting out the red evening suns. In the momentary shade, a dark figure plummeting from the craft eluded Darth Zhriff’s eyes. By the time he noticed her, hurtling towards him, it was too late.\r \n\r \nA reinforced boot came down on his shoulder, sending him to the ground, and the figure gracefully used him as a stepping stool to somersault backwards and land on her feet. He leapt up, extending his lightsaber. The woman brought her hand forward slowly, barely perturbed by the advancing Sith, and the air began to tremble under her touch. Just as he made it upon her, preparing a wide bestial swing, the coalescing energy shattered and he was launched backwards off the precipice upon which the temple grounds stood with the velocity of a kinetic round. He screamed on the way down, echoing against the cliff face until a painful-sounding splash rendered him silent.\r \n\r \nThe spider latched into Cirrus whirled around, surprisingly expressive despite a definitive lack of features, and skittered as fast as its tiny legs would take it towards the cliff edge as well, leaping off into the water as both Cirrus and the mysterious newcomer watched in quiet awe. \r \n\r \nTime seemed to flow in a strange, meandering rhythm as Cirrus’ blood loss caught up with him, the last of his adrenaline draining from his system. He saw everything around him in flashes - a shuttle touched down in the temple courtyard, a reptilian-faced man standing over him, a woman of otherworldly beauty pointing and commanding him around. He remembered the feeling of being picked up in strong arms, and then, there was nothing but darkness."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Wanting to go out naked and not have to deal with stares, Emma decided to try painted on clothes. Little did she know, its not neatly as subtle as she thought… | [
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"content": "I had wanted to do it but hadn't gotten around to do it for a bit and when I finally got the paint my sister helped me get painted. I put everything necessary in a bag and took it with me. we went shopping first and people glanced but didn't say or do much so we just went on with it. we got a new swimsuit for me and a few other clothes for my sister, now we went to a 18+ shop and I could pick a toy out.\n\nI picked out a toy that covers my vagina and has 2 attachments for holding it in, after buying it the shopkeep wanted to know if I need help with the instructions, I wanted to be sure I did it right so I said yes. I had to come to another room and she showed me what way the smaller one needed to face and she moved in, she told me to move it to where I peed from and I did and she pushed it in fully. \"was the paint job that bad?\" \"yeah, but at least you are having fun right?\" \"yeah, thank you for showing me by the way.\" \"no problem.\" we walked out and I went home with my sister.\n\nwe went later that day to the park too and it was a lot of fun too. I still had the toy in while walking through the park."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: the AI uprising/Alien invasion has occurred, now you write a guide on how to properly train and domesticate your humans. | [
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"content": "\"I'm home!\"\n\nI stretched out the ache in my back with a series of rhythmic clicks and whirrs as an adorable face poked around the corner. I looked down at my sweet little Bunny and purred, \"There's my darling! Oh, you are just a sight for sore eyes, you know that?\"\n\n*Apollonia's Tip for Human Training #17: make sure to tell your human you're happy to see them when you return home. Whether your day has been terrible or excellent, letting your human know they're appreciated will improve both of your moods.*\n\nBunny's cheeks turned a bright red. \"Th-Thank you, mommy. I missed you too.\"\n\nI reached out and gently pressed a finger to Bunny's chin. \"Did you do like I asked?\"\n\n*Apollonia's Tip for Human Training #8: asking your human to do something is far more potent than commanding them to do something. A hard approach can get results, but a softer approach can make your human more comfortable in their training.*\n\nBunny nodded and stepped out in front of me, giving me a full view of my handiwork. Bunny's nearly two-foot cock was hard as a lead pipe and leaking precum like a geyser against his chest, while his balls were swollen to the size of basketballs from the sheer volume of cum churning inside them. True miracles of nanotechnology. Bunny gulped and reiterated, \"I d-didn't cum even when I t-touched myself, a-and I watched the sex tape you made from beginning to end. I--I can cum now, right?\"\n\n*Apollonia's Tip for Human Training #21: make sure your human has no outlets for sexual release besides the ones you provide. A horny human is very hard to control.*\n\nI lifted Bunny into my arms and began tenderly running a hand along his shaft, sending shivers of ecstasy through his body. In between kisses to lap up the precum he'd spilled all over himself, I looked at Bunny and responded, \"Of course you can, sweet thing! Let's take this to the bedroom, shall we?\"\n\nBunny smiled in relief as I made my way upstairs. I wasn't so cruel as to let my darling edge any longer, so I got a headstart by stroking him off before we even got to the bed. Bunny moaned happily at the feeling, the long-awaited release no doubt like finding an oasis in the desert to him. I laid him down on the bed and fondled his overfilled balls with a breathy, \"Mmm, who's my good boy? Who's my big, pent-up, *adorable* boy?\"\n\nBunny squealed with delight, both at my touch and my praise. \"I--I am!\"\n\n\"You're my what, Bunny?\"\n\n\"I'm your good boy!!\"\n\n*Apollonia's Tip for Human Training #5: making your human say out loud that they're yours is quite the gesture of submission.*\n\nI gave Bunny's cock one final kiss before slamming my pussy down on it, sending Bunny into fits of unbridled pleasure. The bed quaked under the power of our lovemaking as I lustfully growled, \"You're not allowed to spill one single drop, you understand me? Every last bit of cum you've had churning in those balls of yours is going inside me!\"\n\nBunny nodded furiously. \"I understand, mommy! You get all of my cum!!\"\n\nI kept on riding Bunny's monstrous cock until he couldn't take anymore and absolutely flooded my pussy. Hours of edging and self-control were rewarded with a torrential orgasm that could've killed a human, but couldn't hurt me no matter the force behind it. Bunny cried out in ecstasy until his voice gave out and he simply went as silent.\n\nI looked down at Bunny's efforts with unrestrained pride; my belly had blown up to the size of a truck from the sheer amount of seed that had been blasted into me, and I could feel my systems starting to absorb it for fuel in preparation for my day tomorrow. I carefully got off Bunny's cock, returned to its standard length of fifteen inches, and cradled his unconscious form against my cum-bloat while mentally preparing my schedule and brewing a protein-lactate shake for Bunny's breakfast at the same time. As his warm breath tickled my polymer-alloy skin, I whispered, \"You did so, so good today, Bunny. I'm so blessed to have you in my life.\"\n\n*Apollonia's Tip for Human Training #1: to train a human is to make their day-to-day life your primary concern. They are your responsibility, NOT your burden. Always love your human, and they will always love you.*"
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"content": "The boys at a magical university enjoy frequent sexual benefits from the girls who live in the dorm across the quad. This comes at a price though. Every semester, they have to send a boy to be permanently transformed into a girl, who will be responsible for a disproportionate amount of those sexual favors. The competitions they hold to determine who will be sacrificed are filled boys either desperately trying not to lose, or mysteriously *not trying that hard at all*..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: In a post apocolyptic waste land, one mysterious cult knows the secret to safe defect free pregnancies; for a price. | [
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"content": "Victoria flinched, as one of the masked, red-robed cultists reached for her laser pistol. Everyone in the room paused, but then, taking a deep breath, she relented, and she allowed herself to be disarmed, taking careful note of where the silent freak took Winona. As much custom work as she'd done on that blaster, she wasn't leaving here without her. The cultists searched her body, even finding the holdout pen laser that she'd hidden in the flowing locks of her red hair. She half resented, half respected them for finding that. Not only finding it, but recognizing it was a weapon, and a potent one at that. She never went anywhere without a gun, and being without one just felt... Wrong.\n\nNonetheless, she let herself be led down a winding metal stairwell, into what had clearly been an underground mall at some point. Fittingly enough, they guided her into the remains of a spa, clearly set up as some kind of love nest/fertility shrine.\n\nIn the center of the room sat a four poster bed, with restraints attached to the head and foot boards. She was guided onto the soft cushions, her arms and legs tethered. There was enough play to give her near complete freedom of movement, but she could feel a bit of resistance on her limbs, it seemed almost dynamic. In the corner of her eye, she could see a skx series AI server in the corner hooked up to some cabling that ran toward the bed. She tried jerking one of her legs, and she found that Her feigned Kik was immediately halted, and her leg was pulled tight against that corner of the bed. She wondered what other kinds of dynamic restraint would come into play. She relaxed, and it relaxed, and a cultist approached her with a syringe.\n\nFighting the urge to run or scream, she drew upon every bit of cool that she had, presenting the impassive mask that she'd acquired in her years as a Merc and courier. It almost looked as if she didn't care at all then the needle sank into her jugular. The world seemed to go hazy and wibbly, and a heat spread over her body, as all of the cultists seemed to retreat from the room.\n\nVictoria I could feel herself growing hornier and hornier, writhing on the red sheets and rubbing herself against the pillows and cushions in the dimly lit room. She could feel whatever was in that syringe coursing through her body. She had a lot of time to think. It felt like minutes, and then hours, as she lay there, her arousal ever growing, and she started to wonder.\n\nHow did this cult have so many healthy children? What was their secret, and why weren't they sharing it? Was doing all those missions for them even worth it, if this was her reward? They promised they'd share secret weather. They acted like it was some kind of big honor, and now they just drugged her in a room, no doubt making porn with all those little cameras they had in the ceiling... Of all the ways she could have let herself get played, this was probably the most embarrassing. Defiantly, she decided to put on a little show. If they were going to go to all this trouble just to Make a holo vid blackmail her with or sell in transe parlors, she might as well look good in it..."
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"content": "Lily didn’t really remember how she got here, the last thing she remembered was a squad of Argok security officers leveling rifles at her, a blast of energy and… now she was here. In the mess hall. On a mess table. On top of Jake from ship accounting. Beneath Darius from engineering. Which should seem weird, but compared to everything going on around her it was rather droll, but definitely enjoyable.\n\nPretty much every human on the ship was in the mess hall, along with the only aliens left on the ship- three Golacks who, given the history of bloody warfare between them and humans, normally avoided humans. Now though, they seemed as ecstatic as the caffeine adled humans around them. They practically danced, nimbly bouncing from one foot to the other to the other to the other as they waved heavy rifles around, blasting away at any and every human they came across. They cackled gleefully, having the time of their lives as they imagined the rifles were capable of more than stuns and pretended to avenge the lost battles of old.\n\nAside from the gleeful and entirely still with-their-wits Golacks, the dozen-and-change or so humans were either wrapped up in the embrace of other humans or were chasing each other around the room with stun guns and rifles. Lily watched as the normally stoic chief engineer ran past her in all seven feet of his naked glory, two equally naked yet much shorter women chasing behind him, a stun pistol in each hand, while all three giggled like fools and shot at each other with little aim or caution.\n\nLilly was pulled back to her immediate situation as a wave of blasts from one of the Golacks struck Darius above her, causing him to jerk spastically and finish in unexpected haste. Well that sucked, he was just getting into his rhyt-\n\nA blast from another Golacks rifle struck him and Lilly felt him rise anew.\n\n“Yes!” Lilly cried in relief as Darius sprang back into action.\n\nJust then another human raced into the mess hall- the familiar face of Lilly’s bestie, Jennifer, the ships systems engineer.\n\n“Hey ya‘ll I did it!” She raced into the room, wearing more clothing than every other human present combined. “Operation Java Air is a…. Holy blorf what the fuck is going on!?”\n\nThe room stopped its various crazed activities for half a second, then half of the room broke out in giggles and laughter while the other half raised pistols and rifles in Jennifer’s direction and shot her without further ado.\n\nShe dropped to the floor, her whole body spasming in a pleasure she’d never known possible until that moment. It took her a good fifty glorphs to come back down from her high, and by that point the room had largely forgotten completely about the least interesting human in the room, laying by herself and still fully clothed in boring duty fatigues.\n\nThat just wouldn’t do. Jennifer kicked her boots off, shed her fatigues in a surprising combination of grace and speed, and promptly tackled the chief engineer as he attempted to race by in his gleeful flight from the pursuing suitors. All three women piled atop him, and Lilly was pretty sure those were happy noises he was making.\n\nThen her view was blocked as Pierre from navigation stepped in the way, wiggling his eyebrows at her, while unceremoniously stunning her with dual-welded pistols. She returned the favor and shot him in the man bits with her rifle, which did delightful things to that area, which she quickly embraced with lips and tongue.\n\n———"
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"content": "Boring. \n\nThat was the long and short of it. She was bored. They’d done all the positions, broken out all of her favourite gear and even delved into a little exhibition. \n\nThe spark just wasn’t there anymore. So she moved onto plan B. \n\nSlowly but surely she began. Small things originally, a pink design on a T-shirt, hair and nail vitamins in his morning smoothie. \n\nSubtlety was key in this transition. Letting him understand that it was just comfier to wear tightie whities and really those weren’t the furthest away from pristine white panties. \n\nIt just made sense. \n\nThankfully he was a bit of a meathead follower in the beginning. Easily mouldable, formable into a perfect slut…eventually. \n\nJump forward three whole months and the changes would be staggering to any outside party. \n\nPreviously bulky and masculine, his new form was soft, plump and far more feminine. Hair reaching shoulder length, bright shiny and even with a few choice blonde highlights. He wore a new set of lingerie every day. For back support of course. \n\nIt wasn’t gay and he wasn’t a woman, at least in his head. It just made sense. He still just like he use to with his bros. Playing ball, joking with them just as he use to.\n\nSo what if he got hard now when they got a little too close during an interception? Natural when he was sitting at such a peak fitness. \n\nHe stood in the changing rooms, alone as he still knew it would be weird for his friends to see him like this. Budding tits filling a tight floral bralette. \n\nHe looked to his phone, a text from the love of his life read. \n\n“Babe, I just don’t think I’m into guys anymore.” \n\nSo, the transformation had to finally become complete. \n\nHe shed a single tear for his masculinity as he took his first step towards hormone therapy."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Before they had secretly started dating, she'd always given him a hard time, and their friend group had often laughed at how she dunked on him. Now, she was going to show him her love and make it up to him in the best way she knew how: by letting everyone "catch" them *in the act*... | [
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"content": "Gothic Glee \nBy Megan Dryer \nAn eclectic mix of vintage furniture and industrial chic decor, the cafe was filled with a colorful assortment of booths, tables, and chairs. Soft indie music played in the background while patrons chatted quietly and sipped their drinks. \nTheir group, in stark contrast with the muted atmosphere, had taken over a corner booth, where their bright and brassy personalities seemed to fill up the entire space. The colorful personalities contrasted sharply with their choice of dark clothing and emo-goth aesthetic. \nIn the center of the table was Melinda. Her jet-black hair was styled into a faux hawk and styled with generous amounts of hairspray. Her piercing amber eyes were adorned with heavy eye makeup that matched the same deep red color of her lips. She was dressed in a black lace bra top that showed off her cleavage and the tops of her pale, milky-white breasts. Her leather jacket hung off her shoulders, and she crossed her long, shapely vinyl-clad legs underneath the table. Her feet bore the weight of knee-high heeled leather boots, and she had multiple piercings throughout her ears and a snake bite piercing. She was a picture of gothic sensuality. \nMore than her appearance Melinda's personality filled the cafe. She was quick to talk and tell jokes, her words dripping with a sarcastic wit. Her laugh was a loud, raspy cackle, and she didn't mind interrupting anyone to make a comment or two. She had a tendency to dominate the conversation, and she didn't hesitate to tease or berate any of the others in their group. \nWith her were the four other friends that comprised her clique, their appearances just as unusual and eccentric as Melinda's. \nDavid was to her left and had spiky blond hair and sharp features that gave him a sort of punkish androgynous look. He was outgoing and brash, and he liked to talk in an almost overly formal way. Melinda always teased him and called him \"preppy\" due to his toned-down corporate goth aesthetics. \nBeside him sat Raven, who was his girlfriend. Her long purple hair was pulled into two low pigtails, and her complexion was dusky and flawless. She was also quite stylish and her appearance was more pop-punk goth than the rest. She was very trendy and wore the newest styles from all the hottest underground goth brands. She, amongst them, had been the one with relatively well-off parents. \nTo Melinda's right was the ever-anxious and curvy Rachel. Rachel's hair was a changing rainbow hue, and she had piercings scattered throughout her ears. She was always tugging at a stray strand of hair, or her colorful bands and wrist bands, or her black cargo pants which typically were splattered with paint. \nFinally, beside Rachel was Erik. He was a slender nerd with thick glasses. His shy nature kept him from standing out as the only Black person at the table. He tended to play off of the other more bombastic personalities. Nevertheless, Melinda had already singled him out. He was her favorite target when teasing people, as she knew his nervous reactions to her mockery and derision were entertaining to the others, and even Erik's anxiety-driven pettiness amused her. \nThey were seated around a small, circular table, with steaming cups of hot drinks. In front of Rachel lay a half-eaten slice of chocolate cake, while David and Raven were playing a competitive card game. \nRachel tapped her finger nervously as she finished her bite, twitching like an addict with an empty syringe, and tapped her toes repeatedly underneath the table. It was clear that she had had far too much caffeine. \n\"Don't tell me you've already eaten that entire slice of cake?\" David asked, incredulously. \nRachel paused the motion of her fork in front of her mouth, staring at him through a strand of pink and blue-dyed hair with a little smile on her face, and shoveled the sugary treat into her mouth, talking through a half-full mouth as she did. \n\"Oh, don't mind me, I'm just living the dream,\" Rachel replied, reaching forward for her warm, caramel-colored drink. \nMelinda winked at David and said, \"How else is she gonna keep that ass, David?\" before popping her gum. \nErik was staring intently into his coffee and avoiding all eye contact, sipping quietly and purposefully. The rest of the friend group jeered. \n\"Who do we think's winning this one?\" Rachel asked as she shifted uncomfortably, the subject of her body far less of an entertaining topic for her than the others. \n\"David, probably,\" Raven sighed. \"I always did suck at these kinds of games.\" \nMelinda was fiending a bit for a cigarette, and maybe attention. She was also bored, so she turned her attention to Erik. She rolled her eyes and flicked a sugar packet at his forehead to get his attention. He didn't flinch, only moved his head slightly. The silence and indifference enraged her more. She mocked, \"Oh, god, you think I'm too ugly to even look at?\" and let loose her signature cackle. \nShe stretched her long arms behind her head lifting her cleavage even more and teased him. \"Am I boring you, goth boy? Don't you like the sounds of your own breath and heartbeat, you loser.\" \n(It's 30 pages) \nhttps://docs.google.com/document/d/1Uu3cgZI6BTVtmE7oWEugRi61iU6PMdIqrjsgVj0EN7k/edit?usp=sharing"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [OT] write together? | [
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"content": "Hi, it sounds like you kind of want to post a [CS] Continuous Writing Prompt: in which you'd collaborate to create one continuous story within a single post. In theory multiple users would reply (though that is pretty rare), but you'd only have to 'continue' the story thread you're interested in. \n\nThere's also another sub called r/DirtyStoryWriting for adult writers that are interested in collaborating with others to write dirty stories. If you're absolutely trying to maintain control of a single character and you expect your collaborator to do the same with theirs I would recommend r/DirtyPenPals as that sub is pretty much exclusively for role playing."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The Wager, The Game, The Outcum: How a Loyal Wife Loses and Cheats | [
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"content": "The Wager \nThe spring air is filled with excitement, even though the night is late, the birds are silent, and the crickets chirp faintly in the tall grass outside the window. Mike sits beside Jen on a large comfy couch. They've been gaming on his TV since James left on a business trip last evening, and it feels like they've spent the whole day enjoying each other's company. \nHe turns to her and sees that she is wearing tight shorts, showing off her curvaceous figure. Her body is so hot; he can't help but feel himself grow excited as he looks at it. When his best friend, James, first introduced them at a college party a few years back, Mike couldn't keep his eyes off Jen's tits as she was bouncing all around. But as the night went on, he found himself focusing more and more on her mouth and how much he wanted to stick his hard dick between her lips. \nNow as they are sitting next to each other after having spent hours playing games and drinking beers, Earlier in the night she'd won a few rounds, and earlier in the afternoon, she lost quite a few, but now, she looks determined not to lose. \n\"Want to make things more interesting?\" he asks with a smirk. \nJen turns her head from her game, pausing for a moment before turning her eyes back towards the television screen. \n\"How much you got in mind?\" she responds. \n\"Twenty bucks.\" \nShe looks over at him and gives him the stink eye. \"Really? Is that all you've got to lose?\" \n\"Well...\" he chuckles, reaching into his pocket and pulling out two twenties, \"I have another twenty on me if we want to raise the stakes.\" \nShe smiles. \"Deal!\" \nThen she leans closer to him, tilting her body toward him just a little. \nMike blushes, looking away for a moment, embarrassed but then smiling too. \nIn the next round, the two are intensely playing Mario Kart, Jen struggling to pass him on the track while he dodges her attacks, causing her to crash, leaving Mike in 1st place with her a few seconds behind. He was about to celebrate when Jen suddenly grabbed his arm and looked right at him. Her eyes locked onto his, and her lips parted just a bit. \"No, I want a rematch.\" \nHe nodded, his heart beating fast, and swallowed hard. \n\"Fine!\" \nThey continue racing until he finally wins with an enormous lead. Jen fumes as she grabs her purse. Forty dollars is all she has left after a few beers and a large pizza. She is definitely short of cash for groceries for the rest of the month; all because of one stupid bet. As she shoves the money in his hand, there's a look in his eyes. \n\"One more wager,\" he challenges her. \nShe sighs, \"Mike, I'm out of money!\" \nHe pauses and says, \"Maybe you have something else you're willing to bet against my eighty dollars?\" \nJen thinks for a moment. Maybe she should try something, she thinks. Maybe she can convince him to let her off the hook with just a simple apology and a kiss on his cheek. \n\"Come on, tell me, Jen,\" he asks impatiently. \"If you want your money, think of something. You've gotta have something, something I want...\" \nShe bites her lower lip and says, \"Okay, if you win I'll take off my shirt and let you feel me up.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When both of his friends with benefits caught feelings and asked him to choose between them, he wished they could both be one woman. Unexpectedly, the wish came true! | [
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"content": "At the Wall Eyes cafe, I found himself facing the toughest decision I had ever had to make. Paisley was pouting at me with her brilliantly pink lips and tearful blue eyes, while next to her Rina stole scornful glances at me with her piercing black eyes. \nI had been seeing both of them regularly as friends with benefits for the last 3 months. Paisley was wildly kinky, and her double D breasts were out of the world. Rina was not blessed in the same area, but more than made up for it with her ass and passion, even if she was more reserved and did not do anything unique. Alternatingly fucking both of them had been my dream come true, but now both of them had caught the deadliest pathogen for such a relationship - feelings. \n\"If you can't choose me already, then I have my answer\", and saying thus Paisley rose and started walking towards the exit. \nMy dry throat opened to say a few words but was interrupted, \" So I guess you are going to ignore me again \", a faint whisper came out of Rina's mouth, as she too rose. \nSeeing both of the loveliest women I had ever been with exit the cafe felt symbolic- they were about to exit my life as well. \n\"WAIT!!!\" I yelled at the top of my lungs and rushed outside. To my surprise they had actually listened to my scream and were both standing just in front of the entrance. Startled , I ran into them and all three of us tumbled down. \n\n\nWhen I came to shortly, I found my head buried in breasts, Paisley's from the size of it. I was pretty sure I had run into Rina first, but chalked it upto tumbling. As I rose though, I realized the woman laying beneath me was neither of them. She had a good figure, not unlike Paisley's, but the color of her hair was raven black. Not only that, but the dress and manicure was much more similar to Rina's. And then she opened her eyes, a black one and a blue one. \nI could not believe it - I had heard such rumors about the Wall eyes, a phenomenon that would mix any two things that were placed in the ground here. But seeing it in front of me I had no choice but to believe it.\n\nThe woman below me - Rina AND Paisley - looked equally confused. \"Who am I?\" she faintly whispered. \nA short while later, I took ~~both~~ the woman to my room. She had calmed a bit, and while she did not remember her name, she remembered her life, which was a patchwork of both Rina's and Paisley's. \n\"And I remember you....or atleast my body does...\" she mumbled as she squirmed, the dress too small for her bosom. She stole glances at the tent in my shorts. Surely there were no ethical considerations here .... \n\n\nShe laid me down on the bed and ripped the front of her dress, down to her navel. Her breasts sprung out, the size and weight of musk melons. My shorts were removed in a jiffy. She took in the sight of my erect dick and slowly wrapped it around her soft tits. The sensation was wonderful, but when she started licking the tip, I was blown away. This was Paisley's favourite way to get me off, and she was just as good at it. While I struggled to maintain control on my cock, she stared at me with her heterochromatic eyes, the eye contact almost too overstimulating. \nWithout any words, she got up and stood facing the wall, jiggling her ass and looking back at me with sultry eyes. I rose up to her invitation and with one had grabbed her chest while the other started rubbing her clit. As her head turned around, I locked my lips with hers as her lower lips met my dick, the fierce tongueplay reminding me of Rina. \nShe opened her eyes as we pulled our mouths away, and I saw in them both in them, but this girl was someone new, neither Rina nor Paisley, but both combined into one angel. \nWith a rising passion, I thrust deep into her and started cumming, my dick too vulnerable to her body. As I pumped her, her legs gave way and she turned back for another kiss, moaning loudly into my tongue. \n\nAt that moment I knew that whatever happend next, this girl was the perfect one for me."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: (Wholesome) The demon summoning ritual absolutely, positively, did not call for cupcakes. The inclusion of cupcakes did however lead to some surprisingly sexy and positive results! | [
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"content": "\" **No**, for the last time, I didn't ask for a 'creampie'. I don't even know what the 'rhubarb tart' is supposed to mean in this context, but when you mention it, it sounds positively filthy. Don't even get me started on 'chocolate eclairs' but I doubt I'd be able to see them the same way ever again. No, nah, nope, *please* stop. All I asked was, do you want a cupcake? You know, one made from flour, eggs, sugar and other goodies and not *necessarily* connected to sex. A real cupcake. Not a metaphor. So? \"\n\nThe girl was obviously agitated and somewhat frustrated. The demon, standing right in the middle of a carefully drawn pentacle, seemed rather confused. It was how it worked, after all. He had a role to fill, a function to perform. Does the witch not know anything about that? He was about to rant - internally - at amateur summoners with no respect to the craft, but stopped himself, noticing that all the proper wards were in place, summoning was performed properly to the letter (which was not that easy in Enochian)... all the necessities were catered for. Only those, well... decorative additions?\n\nAs for the witch - Perspephone Allyria Callipygos, 'Allie' to friends - she was barely controlling herself, torn between an impatient frustration and a fit of laughter that threatened to burst from her (rosy and nicely shaped) lips. On one hand, her cupcakes, still warm and radiating a tempting scent, were being insultingly ignored, and she put real effort in these. Same went for a table set to two with a steaming teapot, porcelain cups, milk and honey, everything positively lovely. On the other hand, the sight of a sex demon, fresh from the depths of hells and dressed for the occasion (that is, leaving precious little to her imagination) looking around with the expression of utter bewilderment and confusion was unexpectedly hilarious. For a long, slightly awkward moment they both processed the situation, looking at each other.\n\nSpeaking of which, she was also dressed as according to the needs of the ritual, that is - not at all. A rather petite twenty-something year old, her hair in angelic curls above bright blue eyes, she radiated youthful energy and innocence. Well, the innocence was somewhat questionable, given that her body was on full display, perky where it mattered, softly curved where needed, flat and subtly toned stomach leading the eye of a careful observer down, to a magical spot where her thighs met. The spot was very slightly wet, and a freshly used vibrator rested on a shelf nearby - the summoning ritual was old school and required both the mood and certain material components. Despite that, she stood straight and proud, as if not paying any attention to her nudity, her stare intense and focused, the girl genuinely more concerned about the work spent preparing her tea time than about presenting herself.\n\nIn case of the incubus standing before her, she was well aware the shape and looks were, let's say, negotiable. Still, he made an intriguing first impression. Humanoid in shape, toned, with very little body fat, showing lean, long muscles. His skin had a red tinge to it, and an emberlike glow could be seen in his eyes. Nice hair, she thought reflexively, looking at a glorious silvery mane reaching almost to his buttocks. As for his member... yeah, it was there, very much there and very much on display. A tempting one, and let's leave it at that. \n\nThe demon's face still slightly twisted in confusion, he pointed to her, and to the table, uncertainly.\n\n\"You summoned me here... to invite me for tea?...\"\n\n\"And cupcakes.\"\n\n\"But... why? You know what I am.\"\n\n\"Well, I thought I wanted you to remember this summoning, and honestly, how often do you get tea and sweets in your realm?\"\n\n\"... not often at all.\"\n\n\"Precisely. Shall we?\", she extended her hand, leading him out of the pentacle. His skin almost tickled, with a low buzz that gave her goosebumps. A part of his nature, surely.\n\n\"Also, do you mind if I wear something more comfortable? I had a robe there somewhere...\"\n\n\"No, suit yourself... hmm, may I... dress... as well?\"\n\n(part 2 coming soon)"
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