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Write a story using this writing prompt: 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. | [
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"content": "#Unlikely Margins:\n\nDellock had spent the last several days on a mace's edge, narrow escape after narrow escape from being spotted then presumably smote into ash by the athletic paladins. All because of a botched casting of *Shift.* The young wizard hid in many places, behind crates, in chests, and even the damn fireplaces' chimneys! Too many close calls for his liking, leaving Dellock drained of magic power yet alertly racked with anxiety; But not all had been suffering, as he bore witness to things that few men, if any, could even dream of. Through a decent crack in the masonry did Dellock see the all female order of paladins bathe communally. So many women, so much variety in their' forms, yet all of the same species: **Deyuscarn,** a horrifyingly durable, resilient and relentless species. It was as shocking as it was awe-inducing to witness how frisky some of the silver-skinned paladins were, openly coming onto one another as others ignored or spectated it. Stranger still was the discovery of how they even fucked elsewhere and damn near anywhere, be it loving or rough. \n\nIt wasn't until now that Dellock, hiding in a closet near the front door of the Macro-Fortress, learned the identity of this paladin order. Wearing full plate armor whose weight alone could cripple an Orc the approaching paladin meticulously undid all 100 locks to the fortress's **only** door, being both entrance and exit. Clenching a big maul in one hand she opened the foot-thick Adamantium door, revealing a nervous looking courier, parcel in hand. Shakily he asked the towering woman, *\"Is t-t-this the Or-Order of Purgation's c-c-castle?\"* She nodded once, signing for the package then taking it before slamming the door in his face. Dellock's eyes bulged, his left eyelashes irritatingly pressing into the keyhole of the closet. He was so close to shitting his pants then and there, realizing how doomed he might be. This poor unfortunate wizard was in the castle of a holy order feared across the entire world and in realms beyond. Suddenly the closet doorknob began to turn, causing Dellock to suck in air as he scrambled for somewhere to hide.\n\nThat was five minutes ago, and he regretted being born. Without thinking it through the man had clamored inside a big rectangular wicker basket with handles and a lid. Oblivious to the extra weight that was Dellock the paladin had placed the delivery on top of the basket, poorly humming as she carried him to this place, to this moment. The two were in a bedroom, and like the flick of a switch he realized this basket was... *A laundry* basket. Mundane a thing as it was the epiphany distracted him so deeply that the opening of the lid was unnoticed. Rather in instinct than perception Dellock snapped his head up, heart beginning to beat like a drum of war as his brown eyes met piercing violet ones. Her expression was blank at first, until a concerning smile took hold of her stalwart countenance, helmet tucked into the nook of her arm. Sister Agitant Remalda stared unblinking, making sure the intruder saw her calmly remove her gauntlets, letting them fall to the floor with murderous thunking impacts. The blue capped wizard was paralyzed with fear, amusing her as said fear gave way to confusion; For Remalda placed a bare hand upon the tan-skinned human's cheek, caressing it ever so softly.\n\nNext, without a word the 8 1/2 foot woman scooped up the 5'7\" man like a baby, ignoring his stammered panicky words. Gleaming white teeth visible the smiling paladin carried Dellock into the upper strata of the fortress-castle, into a beautiful room full of tapestries, checkerboard tiled flooring, and mood lighting. Wall length mirrors adorned the left and right walls, a massive bed-like structure occupying the center and back of the room. By the door was a bell whose string was pulled by Remalda. Then she quickly stripped a soon flailing Dellock until he was completely nude. Satisfied at what she saw the muscled scion under-hand tossed him onto that bed, which felt surprisingly soft. It was then that he stopped panicking, a slow realization dawning upon him as she was already topless and stripping. Thinking he had a chance Dellock suddenly leapt for the door, opening it to the sight of thirty naked Deyuscarn either scowling, grinning or looking away shyly. \n\nSister Agitant Remalda lied on her back, relishing in the sensation of his arm halfway inside her combined with the visible mix of pleasure and awe-filled anxiety upon Dellock. She was muscular yet curvaceous, embodying the fabled MILF body figure, silent in her gratification. As he fisted her he fingered another paladin, a petite woman who couldn't look him in the eyes as she kept them closed, moaning so gently it was endearing. Then there was the one somewhat shorter than Dellock that rode him, laughing and gasping in jubilation all the while. It felt amazing feeling her firm yet soft pussy repeatedly embracing his member; Yet out of his line of sight another sister's face came into view of his own, her exceptionally large boobs nestling against either side of his head. Her smile was genuine, warmth radiating from her face as she kissed his forehead. Expecting her to smother him with her breasts or sit on his face Dellock's eyes widened as the paladin kissed him with a true lover's passion.\n\nThis was all in the first of 32 rounds, and by the dawn of the day he lost consciousness. They had fucked him to deathly exhaustion, having used some purple liquid concoction to make him horny and ready to mate over and over again. From gentle to beastly did they each inevitably ride him, and feel him unload in them. The following days were full of rest for him as the order made it clear he was their' breeder, as punishment for trespassing. So long as he remained compliant they treated him well, almost like one of their' own. Rarely did an orgy like that occur from then on, but nearly every day did Dellock satisfy one or three sisters. It would be nine months before his allies figured out his location, and another two to get to the Order's fortress...."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Gloryholes have now been installed in every airport and train station. For stress relief of course. | [
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"content": "Her city was not exactly reputed for its cleanliness, and she sighed as she realized the same could be said of the non-professional women's side of the station gloryhole. The professional side jhad to be paid for and had prostitutes on demand and more regular cleaning, but she felt they lacked the thrill of a *real* gloryhole - the dirtiness then made it more authentic. \nThe corridor in front of her was about 2 metres wide and tiled with white tiles, their color partially hiding the detection of the cum stains she could smell. Unlike one of the fancy ones, this station gloryhole had no dividers, just rows of holes cut into the wall. A bit far on the right side she could see a middle-aged blonde woman with her pants around her ankles bouncing on the wall. \n Now was an odd time for most people, as evidenced by the fact that other than those 2, there was no other person in the room. However, the train to the local boy's college had been delayed by an hour and multiple penises greeted her as she strolled a bit, persusing the collection of young cocks. She sighed as she found her panties getting a bit wet, the musky aroma having an effect on her. The uncircumsised dick just to the left of her had apparently been waiting a long time and she saw from the corner of her eye it was slowly pulling out. \nShe swung her left hand and managed to grab it in time, wanting to share help a stranger out. As she was still dressed in her crop top and skirt, she just continued her handjob. The cock did not last long. Feeling it throbbing, she pinched the foreskin closed gently to prevent the cum from launching off, instead letting it be collected inside the foreskin. Once she felt the cock's orgasm was over, she pulled back the foreskin and scooped up the dollop of cum in her left palm. Bringing it in front of her face, she marveled at the semen in her hand; it was warm, slightly off white in color and very musky. Closing her eyes she swallowed it, tearing up a bit as she struggled with its thickness. Her urges were now beyond the point of return. \n\n\nUndressing in what seemed like a blink of an eye, she stood dripping wet in the corridor. She was now the only woman left, but saw that many dicks remained, waiting patiently. It was going to a be a long evening, she smiled to herself"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The side effects of superpowers; abnormally high sex drives. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You didn’t know what to expect from a blind date. But you didn’t expect her to be Ten feet tall. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After being snowed in, You and your cousin get to know each other a little better. | [
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"content": "The two of us were holed up in a small cabin, trapped by a fierce winter storm. There was nowhere else to go, and no way to escape the cold, crushing darkness outside. The only thing keeping us warm was a small fireplace in the living room. Outside, visibility was almost non-existent, making it impossible to see beyond the nearest tree line. But instead of despair, something hotter began to simmer between us both. \r \n\r \nWe found ourselves drawn to each other, unable to deny the sparks of attraction in the cold air. While sitting close together before the fireplace, I finally gave in to temptation. I grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him deeply, feeling his warmth seep into me, almost melting away the chill of the storm outside. He ran his hands through my hair, pulling me closer still. I stood up abruptly, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bedroom. \r \n\r \nOnce inside, I stripped off my clothes hastily, tossing them aside without a care in the world. I climbed onto the soft mattress, inviting him to join me. He hesitated only briefly before following suit, touching every inch of my body, tracing patterns across my skin with his fingers. My breath stopped for a moment when he reached my nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger until they hardened beneath his touch. \r \n\r \nI arched back, wanting more, needing more. He obliged, lowering himself over me, his cock pressing against my entrance. With a groan, he pushed inside me, filling me completely. I cried out, the sensation sending shockwaves throughout my entire body. He started to move, his rhythm steady and sure, driving me higher and higher with each thrust. I felt his pulse pounding in his throat, matching mine as we move together. His sweaty skin brushed against mine, creating friction that set my nerves alight. I gripped his shoulders tightly, digging my nails into his flesh as he plunged deeper still. His lips crashed down on mine, devouring me whole as he fucked me mercilessly. I cried out his name again and again, lost in the maelstrom of passion that surrounded us. \r \n\r \nI clung to him tightly, lost in the moment. Time seemed to stop as I lost myself in the heat of passion, the world disappearing around me. I screamed his name, his muscles convulsed around him as I felt his hot semen filling me up. Together, we collapsed onto the bed, spent but satisfied...and content, wrapped in each other's arms."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The heroine and the villainess can’t stand each other, unless they’re in bed with you in between them. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The girl was a known seductress, trying to pass classes without doing the work. They assigned her a female tutor to help her; this only encouraged her behavior. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU] Anna and Elsa grew up separately, and are eager to spend the night together. Anna underestimated how lonely Elsa feels, and things escalate. | [
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"content": "Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU] Anna and Elsa grew up separately, and are eager to spend the night together. Anna underestimated how lonely Elsa feels, and things escalate."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] wholesome older man younger woman prompts | [
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"content": " * A veteran knight is saved by a younger knight, who turns out to the young girl he saved all those years ago; know she's repaid him for saving her life, she also wants to repay for all the masturbation fantasy he has given her over the years.\n\n * Older man spends the night with an obviously lonely girl who is not pretty or in great shape at the town's festival; little does he know she's a wish granting witch.\n\n * A young photographer meets a widower on a mountain walk, reminding him of his wife."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She's cast a slow-acting, longer duration breast enlargement spell on the school. Watching every Female student and faculty member grow bustier day after day was giving her and her boyfriend endless spank materiel, especially since she's given herself a double dose. | [
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"content": "Kelly hated going braless, but she didn't exactly have a choice today. All of her bras had been uncomfortably tight when she tried to get dressed that morning, so it was either this or suffocate all day. \n*Seriously,* she thought, *when I finally settled into my D-cups, I had thought that would be the end of it.* \nKelly set a reminder on her phone to go bra shopping after school, then opened her notebook to the first empty page. The clock struck 8:00, and Mrs. Jones walked in the door. Mrs. Jones always presented herself as a sophisticated woman, dressing in modest yet distinctly feminine clothes. Today wasn't much of an exception, pairing a lavender blouse with a midnight-blue blazer and skirt, but the partially-unbuttoned shirt was a bit of a distraction. \n\"Good morning, class.\" she said, \"Today, we will be continuing our unit on the suffrage movements of the early 20th century. When we left off last time...\" \nKelly carefully transcribed Mrs. Jones's words as best as she could, but the occasional brush of fabric against her breast proved much more distracting than she had expected. \n*God, I'm gonna need to buy a whole wardrobe's worth of bras.* \nKelly shuddered at the thought of what her credit card bill would look like. She glanced back up at the whiteboard as Mrs. Jones pointed at a set of key points, but her eyes kept getting pulled away by the sight of her teacher's cleavage. Sure, it wasn't much, but Mrs. Jones *never* showed cleavage. And her blouse looked just a little bit tighter across the chest than normal, too. \n*Did it shrink in the wash or something?* Kelly shook her head to dispel the thought. She was here to learn about history, dammit, and she would focus on that. \nExcept it was hard to focus on history when her nipples brushed against her shirt. She didn't understand how that was even possible. She picked the loosest shirt she had so no one would notice she had no bra! \n*It's gonna be a long day, isn't it?*\n\nChloe beamed with delight as she pulled her gym clothes out of her locker. It was a simple ensemble of a white tank top, red athletic shorts, and her favorite part: a new tan sports bra. She had never needed one before, having been an A-cup for most of her life, but now she had finally hit her growth spurt, and grew to a C-cup in the span of a week. Sure, she was still on the lower end of the school's bust spectrum, but she was happy to finally have something up front. Though it made running track a little difficult, hence the need to purchase a sports bra. She slipped the new garment over her shoulders, and delighted in the snug feeling across her chest. A couple test-hops assured her that her breasts were firmly in place, so she slipped the tank top over her head, tied her blonde hair back, and ran out into the gymnasium.\n\nMikayla subtly slipped into the school's most deserted bathroom and studied her reflection in the mirror. With her dark black shirt, things seemed normal from the front, but as she turned to study her profile, she could tell something had changed. The once subtle curve of her chest beneath her skintight tee was noticeably more pronounced. Taking one last look to make sure she was alone, Mikayla lifted the front of her shirt. \n\"Okay, this bra was *not* that tight this morning.\" \nHer long brunette hair framed a pair of meaty tits stuffed into a frilly blue bra that was clearly a size too small. She brought her hands to her chest to feel the change, but stopped when she realized how pleasurable it felt. \n\"Don't freak out,\" she told herself, \"they're probably just swollen or something. Everything's fine.\" \nShe heard footsteps outside the door, and quickly ducked into a stall. She watched through the crack in the door as Emma bounced into the bathroom, quite literally. She and Emma been on par bust-size wise about a week ago, but Emma must've hit a second growth spurt or something, because she had grown quite a lot. Even at her swollen size, Mikayla's tits were half as big as Emma's. Once the other girl had slipped into a stall, Mikayla flushed the empty toilet, and went over to the sink to rinse her hands before going back to her study hall.\n\nPrincipal Joyce sat at her desk, reading emails as she sipped her third cup of coffee. Most days, this would've just been routine messages with other members of faculty. Field trip requests, lesson plan approvals, simple things like that. But over the past week, she'd been receiving an usual number of dress-code complaints from mothers of male students. \n\"Your female students are a disgrace to this institution,\" one e-mail read, \"every time I come to pick up my son from school, I catch him staring at some harlot in a too-tight shirt. I demand that you impose stricter penalties for this kind of scandalous behavior, or I will notify the superintendent.\" \n*More slut-shaming,* she thought with a sigh as she deleted the email, *they're growing girls, these awkward moments just happen sometimes. It's nobody's fault.* \nJoyce stood up and stretched her back. \n*PING!* \nA small black blur flew across her office, and she blushed as she looked down to see her plaid shirt had lost a button. \n*Speaking of awkward moments,* she thought, *must've finally worn that button out. Now, where did I leave that sewing kit?*\n\nMadison sat in the back of the classroom, writing numbers on a sheet of paper with her right hand while she typed on a calculator with her left. \n*(45/6)^(7/4) to the nearest tenth is...* \nFractional exponents were hard enough for Madison already, but she'd been struggling to study for this midterm all week. Every day, there was a new ache somewhere in her shoulder, on her back, or in her chest. After five days, she just couldn't study with a bra on, so she would take it off as soon as she got home, and cram all night to make up for the time she lost in school. It wasn't like her small breasts needed support, but it was late fall, and she knew if she went out braless, everyone would see her stiff nipples. \n*Let's try decomposing this. (45/6)^(7/4) is the same as ((45/6)^(1/4))^(7), right?* she thought, *And raising a number to the 1/4 power is the same as taking the fourth root, which is just the square root twice. So that's just the square root of the square root of 45/6.* \nMadison entered 45/6 into her calculator, and hit the square root button twice. \n*Now to raise that to the 7th...* \nMadison entered the last two keystrokes, then hit the equals button. \n*Okay, rounding that to the nearest tenth, that comes out to 34. Ha, same as my band size.* \nAs Madison wrote 34 on the paper, she felt a sting in her back. She flexed her shoulders, and realized that the straps of her bra were moving around in a strange way. \n\"Mr. Ross, can I use the bathroom?\" Madison asked. \n\"Make it quick.\" \nMadison leaped out of her seat and bolted for the nearest bathroom. She lifted up her shirt and looked at her back in the mirror. Just as she had feared, one of the hooks in her simple black bra had snapped. \n*No wait... two hooks broke!* \nTurning to face front, Madison gasped when she saw how much was spilling out of her B-cup bra. \n*When did these get so big?* \nBefore she could continue her train of thought, Madison heard a thud from the stall behind her. \n*Fuck!* she thought as she lowered her shirt and bolted for the door, *I didn't realize someone was here. I hope they didn't see me!*\n\nEmma did, in fact, see Madison. In fact, she now had a video of the full turnaround saved to her phone, looping as she fingered herself over the toilet bowl. Her G-cups jiggled like Jell-O in an earthquake as an orgasm rocked her entire body. The short-haired brunette squirted all over the toilet seat, forcing her to grip her phone as tight as she could to avoid dropping. After a couple deep breaths, she forwarded the video to her boyfriend, Vinnie. \n\"Damn!\" he replied. \n\"Glad I performed that spell now?\" \n\"You know it. Can't wait to see how big you got. 🍆\" \nEmma tucked the phone into her purse and pulled her panties up. She pulled a pendant out from beneath her shirt and turned it over in her fingers. \n*I think a week was long enough,* she decided, *I should probably pass this along before anyone gets suspicious.*\nEmma's lips widened into a devilish smirk,\n*I wonder who I'll give it to.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: We’ve made first contact with alien life. They are… a lot hornier than we imagined. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI]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 ii\n\nMy wife got up on her knees. I couldn’t help but look between her legs and watch as another man’s cock slid out of my wife’s pussy. I wasn’t sure if time had slowed down or if my wife was deliberately going slow for my benefit. A long white glob strung from her lips as his cock finally slide out of her pussy. It bounce a few times as she rose up on her knees. When was the string of come connecting them going to break. Then with a pop it snapped as she swung her leg up over the guy. She spun around and placed her hips over his face. Slowly she lowered her pussy onto his face. I had a glimpse in my mind of her lowering her come cover cunt onto my mouth. \n\r\nThe scientist eagerly began to lap at my wife’s pussy. I couldn’t believe how into it he was. Would I be that into it? My cock jerked wildly in my pants. I could feel myself dripping pre-come. I watched as my wives lowered her face into his cock. She began to lick around the head and shaft. With her eyes my wife seemed to indicate that I should escape while she had his head buried better legs. \n\r\nI dashed across the room. Ok, I moved quickly caught up in the sight of my wives lips wrapped around cock. My wife keep my her eyes locked with mine as I went. Was she teasing me, deliberately giving me a show.\n Did I like it?\n\r\nI finally managed to slip through the doorway, breaking eye contact with my wife.\n\r\n“Oh God, your tongue feels so good back there!” I heard my wife cry out. I raced down stairs and into the bathroom. I yanked open my pants and pulled out my cock. It only took a couple strokes before I was coming into the toilet below me.\n\r\nSated, I wipe up my cock. Not sure what come over me but I quickly licked up a blob of my come of my fingers. It was salty and musty. I wasn’t sure if I like it. \n\r\nI tucked my limp cock back into my pants, Checked the hallway for any noise, and left the house the way I came in, hoping my wife wouldn’t spend another couple hours fucking this guy."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: What will she do if she catches you jerking to pics of your ex? | [
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"content": "The thoughts of Lindsay came in as soon as Katie left to pick up some groceries. Not like I have feelings or anything anymore, but at the same time the only cure for illogical lust does seem to be post nut clarity so here we are. \n\nI deleted all the amazing material since our breakup but Lindsay's instagram page still had some amazing photos from your trip to palm springs and the swimsuits she loved to wear. The way the bikini top with spaghetti strings were tight against her breasts. The glow of her tanned skin, Lindsay’s face was narrow but the cutting look of her ice blue eyes in contrast to her raven brown hair always made for a look that would always freeze you in place. \n\nLindsay’s body was slender and petit. Her small frame only meant that each curve just fit perfectly into my hands when we were together. I was already getting hard and needing to release some tension. Scrolling between the images remembering the way that face looked when gagging on my cock. The way her voice would pick up in pitch with each thrust deep inside her. Imagining that trip if we were both on it. What would we be getting upto, or into along the way. \r \n\r \nMy strokes getting quicker I’m losing myself to my senses. So when Katie walks in, I don’t even hear the turn of the deadbolt, the crashing of the bags, or the opening of the ridge. I don’t hear her stumble into the room, her brunette hair in a messy bun, jogging pants and tee covering up her curvy figure. In contrast to Lindsay Katie is fit and loves to work out. Her legs are defined, rounding perfectly up into her amazing ass that is still plainly visible in her joggers. \r \n\r \nKatie sees what I’m looking at while I’m jerking but we’re so emotionally sound that she knows that there’s nothing beyond a horny guy doing what he needs to do. So instead of getting mad she does what she always does and ups the ante. She’s great at that. And so when I feel a hand gently cover my mouth and her lips placed softly against my ear I know that although I’m in trouble, it’s something I’m going to enjoy. \n\n\r \nThe whisper, in a low sultry tone fills my senses and sends shivers through my body. Katie normally has a lower voice, but when she decides that she wants to have her way with me, I’m almost certain that voice could make me cum on it’s own. \r \n\r \n“Now what do we have here… I see we’re being a bad boy watching lovers of the past.” I look up to her, my hand frozen on my fully stiff cock, my other hand slowly lowering my phone. \r \n\r \n“No no… we have to keep going bad boy, come up keep going.” As she’s saying this her hand is enclosing over mine, slowly pumping up and down. “Come on” she encourages, “and now twist at the top like I taught you. That’s a good boy.” that line instantly shoots to my cock. “Keep stroking that cock to that dumb slut on your screen. You think she’d be happy to find you like this? Still lusting over her? You’re so cute when you’re so pathetic baby.” I let out a muffled moan from behind her hand. \r \n\r \n“Such a bad boy, you couldn’t wait for me until I got home with the groceries could you? You could’ve had all of this instead of imagining being with that small twig instead. But hey I’m almost sure she’s enjoying a real cock right now while all you have is your hand, and your girlfriend so disappointed in you.” Katie squeezes my cock on those last few words and I let out a sharp gasp, half in pleasure half in pain as she knows she’s in control of me in this moment of humiliation. \n\n​\n\n\\- That's all I got for now, lemme know if you want me to continue! New to this so we'll see if I can keep up the practice."
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"content": "Cynthia had calculated things perfectly. A quick shadow jump into the alley would be all it would take to slip the Manor security. Letting her human guise slip, The tiefling elf unfurled her black wings and black tail, her pointed ears returning and her small black horns returning to their place within her equally Raven hair. Her pale fingers quickly formed a small, intricate gesture, and the scroll containing the genealogy of the household vanished in a flash of shadow, entering her pocket dimension. Drawing a larger cloak of shadows around herself, she leaped off of the Masters staircase, and she vanished too, though she only needed to cross the shadow plane...\n\n\nCynthia had calculated things *almost* perfectly... A quick shadow jump into the alley had sent her ramming face first into the broad and heavy chest of a town guard. With an ungainly thud, she was sent bouncing off of him and sprawling onto the ground. He seemed to have taken a tumble too, though, from the mass of him, he must have been mid-step to have been knocked off balance. Cynthia looked at him.\n\n\nThe massive dragonborn was at least as surprised as she was. Red with a frame like a mountain, He was clearly more draconic than most, with massive red wings sprouting from his back, and a tail that was thicker and longer than hers, if no doubt less dextrous. Cynthia was surprised how handsome he was, even as a connoisseur of sex appeal, she could tell that he was a cut above. Probably his dragon blood giving him the edge in personal presence. He seemed confused, and, he seemed to be intrigued by Cynthia, herself.\n\nIt shouldn't have come as a surprise. Cynthia's outfit was a highly abbreviated dress and some thigh high boots, what most would consider better suited to a dancer or an entertainer than a mercenary. Her long legs were splayed apart, and her shapely thighs were on full display, her skirt having ridden almost up to her sex The shadows of the evening being the only thing preserving her modesty. The low cut Halter neck of the dress left her bountiful cleavage on full display, and the tumble to the ground had set her breasts jiggling in a way that they had only just stopped. The fact that her demonic heritage came succubus was more than obvious to anyone looking at her. Even more than her elf blood, or her gothic, shadow nature, she was obviously and intensely sexually alluring, with her large, violet eyes, and her plush red lips, any expression that she made was both beautiful and seductive. Even sprawled on the ground as she was, her clothing always found a way to hang just so as to draw the eye to her body. She was tall and long-legged, with a tiny waist and round, inviting hips. Her rump always seemed just within reach beneath the cloth of her skirt, and her skin itself seemed to invite touch. The dragon Man was clearly intrigued.\n\nNever one to waste an opportunity, Cynthia quickly vanished up to a rooftop and flew off, attempting to keep low to break his line of sight. The Shadow elf flew nimbly, but she had underestimated the speed and power of her draconic pursuer. He was up at the level of the rooftops almost as quickly as if he had teleported himself, and he was moving fast behind her. She had no trouble outmaneuvering him in the air, but he was clearly much faster than her, and he pursued her doggedly, their aerial Chase ending when he tackled her towards the street. He apparently hadn't thought this quite through, as this was sending them both quickly spiraling toward the ground. Rather than let go, he seemed to close his eyes and brace for the inevitable.\n\nWhen he opened them though, instead of crashing, the two of them had landed softly on what seemed to be a large nest of cushions, their surroundings very dimly lit and cozy. Not sure what else to do, the tiefling had vanished the both of them into her pocket dimension... Which was also her bedroom.\n\nThe two wrestled with each other, their limbs intertwining. The dragonborn trying to pin and apprehend her, and she had started out trying to escape... Soon though, the both of them were just twisting and writhing around each other for the pleasure of it. Cynthia was the first to realize exactly what was going on, and she could actually feel his delicious lust starting to rise. She said something to him in Elven, which he didn't seem to understand. Then she said something to him in abyssal, which he also did not understand. Then she said something unto him in draconic, which she should have tried first... But what she also did not seem to understand. It was pretty obvious at this point that he only understood the local language of the town. Apparently he wasn't much of a scholar, and it was a shame, because Cynthia herself had never bothered to learn that one. So she tried the universal language. *She let him pin her* and then she moaned in pleasure, grinding her rump against him, as he pushed her face down toward the cushions.\n\nThis seemed to startle him, and he actually let her go, jumping backward a bit. The succubus elf giggled, smiling wickedly at him, as she turned her head and sat up.\n\nHe seemed to only now be realizing that he might not actually know how to get out of this pocket dimension he was in, and that he might not have quite as much advantage as his brawn afforded him.\n\nShe decided to milk the situation. The elf brought her pale and slender hands together in a gesture of one finger thrusting through the ringed fingers of her other hand, then she pointed to herself, and then she fluttered her hands as if they were flying away. She winked and raised an eyebrow, smiling with her full deep red lips. She'd exaggerated her movements just enough to get a bit of a jiggle in her plump bust.\n\nHe seemed hesitant, but his trousers were tented. Smoothly, she crawled over to him, gripping his manhood through his pants. She stroked his bulge gently. All while looking deep into his eyes."
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"content": "The first brush against his thickly covered crotch didn’t summon much other than concern. It wasn’t odd for his enemy to strike low blows. He steeled himself ready for the inevitable ball ache to come. \n\nAnd yet it didn’t. Confusion filled him, wrenching him from his concentration of form and retaliation. \n\nWas she…caressing his crotch? \n\nNot one to pass up the rarity that may be in front of him, he lowered his guard. Allowing her in closer. And so his striking luck, she was friendly in her continual stroking. \n\nBlood flowed south almost immediately and he was ready for anything. \n\nShe however, had far different plans than a simple mid-battle fuck. She was functioning a step ahead, very aware she was completely at the mercy of his greater strength. Sure she was trained just as rigorously and could certainly challenge him on endurance; it just wasn’t the smartest gamble. \n\nSo continuing with her plan, she quickened her pace in freeing his cock from his uniform. He was far from freshly clean but that added to the moment. Warfare trained women in many deeper ways than men. She knew how to manipulate him within her mouth, drawing groans and moans from him by twisting her hand, swirling her tongue opposite to keep him guessing. \n\nShe worked her own bottoms off, quickly spitting on her hand to apply wetness to her cunt.\n\nShe pushed him down. \n\nHe expected it to end there, to receive the swift kick or punch that would disarm him enough for her to flee or take him out. But no, she just climbed atop him and continued her original plan. \n\nDrain his energy and his balls. \n\nBouncing, moaning and sweating. She knew victory was close. As close as he was."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A naturally sweet and cuddly succubus does her best to give her summoner the demonic domination that they seem to be asking for... | [
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"content": "The succubus appeared before her summoner, looking adorable and innocent despite her true nature. She approached him seductively, running her hands along his body and nibbling on his earlobe. \"What do you want, little one?\" he asked, trying to maintain control despite her charms. \"I want to make you happy,\" she replied, kissing his neck and trailing her fingers down his chest. Suddenly, she grabbed his wrists and pushes them above his head, pinning him to the ground. \r \n\r \nHer eyes turned cold and fierce as she leaned over him, baring her fangs menacingly. \"But first, you must obey me.\" With that, she straddled his waist, positioning her wet pussy directly over the summoner’s hard cock. He groaned in anticipation as she lower herself onto him, impaling herself fully. She rocked back and forth, grinding her hips against his as she took everything he had to offer. \r \n\r \nHis hands clutched at the succubus’ hips, pulling her closer as she began to move faster and harder. He struggled against her hold, but she only tightened her grip and continued to dominate him. She felt his breath quickening against her neck as he neared climax, and she responded by increasing her pace even further. Finally, unable to resist anymore, he surrendered to her power as he exploded inside her, shooting rope after rope of cum into her depths. She laughed victoriously, reveling in the knowledge that she had complete control over him. \r \n\r \nShe had proven herself worthy of his attention."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Without even thinking, She borrowed her best friend's "lucky" jacket, forgetting that he had "sealed the deal" with every girl he'd ever let wear it. She knew he'd be heartbroken if she forced him to break his streak... | [
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"content": " \r \n\r \nIt was a favor, simple, take the place of his canceled date for the hike up to the 'secret lake', easy. The lake was a stream fed pond that an ancient soul had somehow piled up earth and trees between the steep hills. The still water surface was clear down twelve feet to the bottom. Lilly loved the secluded private secret lake where she and Tommy had spent spent uncountless moments playing while growing up. She wasn't even sure if their parents knew where the 'lake' was. It was the spot to get our from under foot and out of the heat of the summer sun. \r \n\r \nIt wasn't a shock to get the call from Tommy that another of his dates had bailed. She knew his plans with Chad to have a double date picnic lunch at the lake. They'd known Chad for for a couple of years after he moved to the town, but still referred to him as 'the new guy'. \r \n\r \n\"Look, um,\" Chad said on the other end of the line, \"I need a favor. I can't let Chad down, right, so...\" he trailed off.\r \n\r \n\"You want me to pretend to be your date?\" Lilly finished for him.\r \n\r \n\"Yea, would you?\"\r \n\r \nLilly took a deep breath, \"When?\"\r \n\r \n\"They'll be here in 30.\"\r \n\r \n\"Fuck's sake, I just got up man,\" Lilly said.\r \n\r \n\"Still sleeping in the wig, right? Comb it out and get a move on.\r \n\r \n\"Shit,\" Lilly said hanging up the phone's bakelite receiver into the base's molded cradle. The brush was in her hand and finishing straightening out one side of her hair before stepping out on to the stoop. Living on the side of a mountain had certain privileges, no backyard neighbors; the fall air was crisp and dewy. A quick dash back inside to her bedroom had a flurry of clothing pulled out of her drawers to fly across the room to land on her bed: sports bra, pair of full brief satin panties, shorts, t-shirt and wind proof warm-up pants. She looked at her shoe rack contemplating each pair. The heels were off the table, but she debated sneakers with socks, or the Birkenstock. It was a debate in her mind while the other things were shrugged into place, even up until she was walking out of her bedroom doorway.\r \n\r \nLilly popped up out of her two door coupe in Tommy's driveway regretting the Birkenstock as she felt the dewy cold grass brush against her skin. Caryn's oversized lifted dully hulked over each side of the driveway's gravel surface forcing Lilly into the grass and the wet blades jutted up between her cuffs, up well past her ankles. She shivered with each step to the front porch steps. She walked in without knocking like she belonged there.\r \n\r \nThe three of them were sitting at the kitchen table sipping on mugs of coffee. \"Coffee?\" Tommy asked. \r \n\r \n\"Yea, sure,\" Lilly said studying Caryn in her button down flannel looking shirt, daisy duke style shorts, and hiking boots with a little puffy pink pompom poking out the back of each boot not even ankle high. The boots were more fashion than practical with their 7 cm high heels. Her shirt was actually a cotton printed flannel, not actually flannel. \r \n\r \nTommy's hand extended with steam rising from the mug. Lilly closed her eyes with a sighing huff before grasping Tommy's hand and pulling him in to her so she could place a kiss on his cheek. \"Thanks,\" her voice was a sigh just loud enough for the others to hear. Tommy took a step back, cocked his head as he stared at her. She winked at him.\r \n\r \nSitting around the table they made the introductions and polite small talk about the history of the lake that they knew. Lilly said, \"It was old when Tommy and I were little.\" \r \n\r \nCaryn asked, \"Did the two of you ever go skinny dipping?\"\r \n\r \n\"What!?\" Lilly shrieked. \"We weren't like that.\"\r \n\r \n\"What about now that you're dating? Chad said you two are really close\" Caryn said.\r \n\r \nTommy cut in, \"We are, but haven't taken that step yet.\" He looked at Lilly with his eyes bulging wide as an apology. Lilly grinned devilishly back at him.\r \n\r \n\"Oh, we're in an open relationship preferring to release carnal lust with others so we can focus on the more important parts of a relationship.\" The room went quiet except for the hum air conditioning. \"Well,\" Chad said breaking the silence, \"let's get started?\"\r \n\r \nChad and Caryn grabbed their packs and lead the way out into the yard holding hands. Tommy followed her out after a slight detour to get his pack. The air outside didn't feel much different from the kitchen to the point that Lilly said, \"Hang on.\" She grinned at Tommy and bent at the waist while her thumbs had hooked the waistband of her track pants. She stepped out of her pants in that fell swoop from her waist. She put a little extra wiggle in her waist in the three steps back to the stairs banister where she draped them. The wiggle wasn't for anyone looking, but for herself as she felt the satin material sliding against itself in the crack of her ass. \r \n\r \nThere had been choices of panties to choose from in her drawer. She picked that pair because they were tight in front and oversized enough to be a thong without being one, a very recent discovery for her. To her, it felt like being oiled, a dry oil feeling in the right spot. Her thumbs free of their burden, slipped into the short's waistband and pulled it up as she slide them around the inside of the tight band exposing the bottom cup of her cheeks and causing a cameltoe effect in front.\r \n\r \nLilly giggled at the sight of Tommy's cartoonish wolf slack jawed shock expression. \"Imagine what you've been missing,\" Lilly said with that May West lilt to her voice she'd been practicing by herself for weeks. She walked past them all to lead them across the backyard and into the wooded hillside."
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"content": "We laid out the game board and started setting up the pieces. The room had noticeably gotten quiet, everybody seemingly focused on getting play started. \n\n“Well, I hope this was worth the money. That weird guy at the store said it was one of his favorites or something…”\n\nIt had been a pretty chill evening so far. I invited a few of my new friends over for the first time since moving in to the city a few weeks ago. They were all pretty cute and fun and…well, admittedly a bit of the messy type based off our late outings. Let’s just say they weren’t afraid to party. \n\n“I think we start by rolling the dice and picking up a card from here.” \n\nThe group complies, and Sarah grabs the first card. Her eyebrows shoot up, and a coy smile appears on her lips. “Whoever has the cutest outfit can make another player strip an article of clothing?” she read in playful disbelief. “Aurora, what kind of store did you say you went to?” \n\nI immediately went red in the face, so confused at how some dark fantasy game could have prompts like that. “There’s…got to be some mis…take….” my speaking slows down as I confirm the words on the card. “W-well, maybe it has a weird twist but let’s just give it a chance so I don’t waste my money?” I pleaded in a whiny tone.\n\nThe girls nod, and we all do little walks up and down the room, modeling our varied outfits. Angie won by unanimous vote and started staring us down, taking her time picking a victim. “Hmmm, I think Aurora should give me her panties for making us play such a weird game. That’ll teach you.” She said with a flirty wink. \n\n“Yes, Daddy.” The words came out of my mouth without control. Did I really just say that? The girls laugh and shoot me weird looks but nobody questions it. They just excitedly watch me pull my panties down from underneath my skirt and throw them over to Angie. One of my favorite sheer garnet pairs. The girls tease me and before we know it we’re on to the next turn."
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"content": "Once upon a time, in a world where interspecies encounters were not only possible but encouraged, a curious woman named Lily found herself drawn to an extraterrestrial being known as Zalthor. Zalthor, a shape-shifting alien capable of taking on a human form, possessed a unique attribute that intrigued Lily: six throbbing penises, each one eager to be explored.\n\nOne fateful evening, as the moon cast its seductive glow, Lily and Zalthor found themselves alone, their desires intertwining in a cosmic dance of passion. Their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling, the air thick with anticipation.\n\nLily, her hunger for the unknown overpowering her inhibitions, dropped to her knees in front of Zalthor. With a mischievous smile, she glanced up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and excitement. \"I want to taste all of you, Zalthor,\" she purred, her voice dripping with desire.\n\nZalthor, unable to resist the allure of Lily's plea, willingly obliged. His alien form shifted, and he presented his human-like phalluses to Lily, their impressive length and girth ready to be savored.\n\nHer lips parted, Lily eagerly took one of Zalthor's penises into her mouth, savoring its unique texture and taste. As she skillfully worked her tongue around it, her hands explored the other members, stroking and caressing them with a sense of wonder.\n\nTheir voices intertwined, a symphony of pleasure and desire. \"Mmm, you taste so different,\" Lily moaned, her voice muffled by Zalthor's throbbing member. Zalthor, his voice filled with passion, responded, \"You please me in ways no other has, Lily. Explore me, taste me fully.\"\n\nWith each passing moment, Lily's hunger grew, and she devoured Zalthor's penises with an insatiable hunger, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony. She reveled in the sensation of each unique appendage, exploring their individual shape and flavor.\n\nAs the climax approached, Zalthor's alien nature took over, and his penises pulsed with an intensity that matched the rhythm of their combined desire. Unable to contain himself any longer, he unleashed his cosmic essence, coating Lily's face with a bukkake of his otherworldly cum.\n\nLily, her face glistening with Zalthor's cum, wore a look of satisfaction mixed with awe. It was a moment of pure ecstasy, a culmination of their intergalactic connection."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CS] Archeologists finds an unknown tomb. The tomb had been wired with, not deadly traps, but lewd ones instead. | [
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"content": "The motley crew of archaeologists braced behind a large boulder, eyes snapped shut and ears plugged as the explosives detonated in a shower of debris. Soon after a group of six stood bravely in the new hole of this one-of-a-kind structure. It was ancient, shaped like a trapezoidal bunker that predated currently known human history. It appeared to be made from an alloy of titanium and steel, which shouldn't have even been possible if it was truly as old as prior sampling tests indicated. Mark, Zoey, Dan, Cleufto, Alex and Bella had to sign both an NDA and waiver before entering. Each member geared up, flashlights on and searching as the group proceeded down a hallway, boots clunking against the metal of it. Mark left markers as they progressed, in the form of glowsticks, choosing to stay at the rear of the group. The stoic man was a survivor of something, but never spoke of it. Zoey, petite and perky as ever lead the group onwards alongside the beloved airhead that is Dan. Alex, Bella, and Cleufto comprised the center of the cluster: One a stocky brick, Bella the extra-snack bringing MILF of the group and Cleufto, an anxious femboy with loot goblin mentality.\n\nAs they reached the end of the hallway a staircase came into view, as did what looked like a light switch. Brazenly Zoey flicked the switch up, garnering a hiss of alarm from Mark; But the whole structure briefly shuddered, thumps and clicking audible from within the walls, ceiling and floor. square panels on the ceiling slid open, unlit cube lights descending all in synch. The astonished archaeologists gawked even more when the lights hummed to life several seconds later. Grimly Mark spat, *\"We're way out of our element here, we should fall back, this isn't right at all.\"* Bella agreed, but like the rest of the group she **had** to see where this was going, with Alex chiming in with, *\"Hey, listen we've got the opportunity of a lifetime that could set us for LIFE. We gotta take the risk!\"* His words led to a back and forth discussion, eventually settling on pressing forward, Mark having given up mid-discussion on being the voice of wise caution. Staring down the staircase Dan and the others were surprised by Zoey's sudden descent down them.\n\nShe got 3/4 of the way down before falling, everyone startled as it looked more like something unseen had *shoved* her from behind. As she tumbled - the last five steps suddenly shot diagonally forward, launching Zoey back first at the wall; But as she flew said wall rotated 180 degrees, this other side revealing three curved hook-like bars of metal, ends blunt rather than pointed. Zoey landed in between the bars, one between her legs while the other two vaguely resided a foot ahead of her chest. The group was halfway down the stairs when a deep mechanical groan rippled from the stairwell, freezing them in their' tracks. Disorientation having settled Zoey let out an undignified squeak as, without warning, the bars clamped against her. Despite the gear she wore Zoey was blushing already, eyes wide in shock; For two bars firmly pressed into her teardrop breasts as the one between her legs moved up and down at a 30 degree angle, rubbing her groin. Her colleagues had resumed descending, but with expressions of incredulity alongside disbelief. Mark rushed forward, crowbar already in hand as he inspected the metal bars.\n\nHis left eye was twitching as Zoey's lewd moaning revealed her sexual sensitivity. Dan was trying his best to pry the muff-rubbing bar down and away from her, but stopped, face becoming blank as he looked at his now slick fingers. Everyone could see the growing damp spot in her pants as her countenance flushed, flailing dying as Zoey began panting higher and higher. The others, suffering the bystander effect, gasped and cringed as she death gripped the bars nearly kicking Mark in the head as full body orgasm occurred. Metal cutting saw in hand Mark's superb reflexes kicked in as the bars abruptly released Zoey. He caught her before she hit the floor, holding her in a bridal carry as he entered into a full body sprint up the stairs; But as Mark did he bellowed, *\"HOLD YOUR POSITIONS, I WILL RETURN AFTER GETTING ZOEY TO MEDICAL! DON'T FUCKING MOVE!!\"* None of the others could even speak, distracted by the redness of Dan's face.\n\nThen there were only four archaeologists. Alex piped up first, raising a finger only for the group to cry out collectively in terror as the wall adjacent to the 3 bar wall rushed towards them. With only mere seconds to act they fled further into the structure, choosing life over becoming flattened smears. They stumbled into a small square chamber thar appeared to be a dead end. Panic was surging, with Cleufto kicking at the walls to no avail. Dan, normally the one to crack a dark joke to mitigate his panic was crouching towards a wall, eyes narrowing. He saw what the others did not: Small nozzles rising up the wall. Wait... Nozzles? Bella placed her hand on Dan's shoulder, causing him to jerk his head up at her, eyes now bloodshot in realization. Before he could warn her and the others pink liquid sprayed them all from hundreds of nozzles in the room. It was like a hot shower, but wrong, especially as they all broke. Everyone was kicking or banging on the walls; But as more and more liquid doused them each archeologist felt heat flooding their' body, exfoliating their' skin. One by one they began to stop thrashing the walls, blushes present on all.\n\nEveryone turned to face one another, trying to ignore visible stiff nipples and boners pushing on their' clothes. It was a struggle to resist the rising lust building in each of them; But a wall then opened, revealing a sprawling gym-like room. No, it was an obstacle course whose very design was erotic and sexual down to even the phallic handrails. Bella and Dan staggered to follow Alex, indignant rage having taken over as he strode forward. Cluefto didn't move, knees against his chest, arms wrapped around him as he fought the urge to rip his clothes off. Then the opened wall snapped shut once again, trapping him. Cluefto's eyes bulged, threatening to burst out of their' socket as the wall his back rested against rose up into the ceiling. It was another small room, but with a circular platform at the center, a blue dildo rising skyward from its middle. He bit his lip.... When did he last get laid? Maybe.... Maybe just a few minutes???\n\n*[To be continued by another author]*"
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"content": "Rebecca tapped on the door. \"How's it going in there, Marcus?\"\n\n\"Fine, I'll be finished in just a- uh- moment...\"\n\nA moment passed before Marcus opened the door into the waiting area. He blushed and handed over the container of semen to Rebecca. It was overfilled, despite being almost half a liter in volume. She took it in her gloved hand, watching the extra cum dribble down the sides. \"Wow,\" she remarked.\n\nMarcus sighed. \"Yeah. That's how it is now. No signs of stopping.\"\n\nShe placed the container and its excess into the test chamber. Within a few seconds, the results flashed onto her lab monitor.\n\n\"Not only is your volume way, way up, but this sample is nearly 20% more virile than yesterday's.\"\n\nMarcus sighed. \"So removing the gene enhancer isn't working then.\"\n\n\"We don't know yet.\"\n\nThis answer didn't comfort Marcus at all. \"Listen, I signed up for a two week study. Don't get me wrong, having a huge dick and cumming buckets is fun and all, but...\"\n\n\"It's still huge?\"\n\n\"...Yeah. Is that bad?\"\n\n\"It's... unexpected.\"\n\n\"But is it, like, a health problem?\"\n\n\"No, no, it's completely fine,\" Rebecca said, nervously. \"But, we're gonna want to take a look at it.\"\n\nMarcus sighed again. It wasn't the first time. Since entering the Gene Enhancement Trial, he'd had his dick poked, prodded, inspected, and tested in all sorts of ways over the past month and a half. As had become routine, he undid his belt and lowered his pants and boxer briefs.\n\nRebecca's eyes grew wide. \"That is... quite something.\"\n\nMarcus smiled awkwardly as he watched Rebecca's eyes scan over his girth. He was ridiculously huge now, like almost a foot and a half, even with just a half-erection.\n\nShe gulped. It was obvious she was a bit aroused by the sight. Certainly the biggest dick she'd ever seen in her life. She had seen photos from previous lab reports during the study, but this was her first subject visual in person.\n\n\"We need to run more tests.\"\n\nMarcus laughed. \"Sure.\"\n\n\"First, we need to get you fully erect. Can you do that for me?\"\n\n\"I can try...\"\n\nMarcus put both hands on his cock and started to stroke.\n\n\"Do you always use both hands?\"\n\n\"Nowadays, yeah...\"\n\nRebecca furiously scribbled in her notebook. \"And how would you rate the level of sensation, with zero being the least sensitive and ten being the most sensitive you've ever felt?\"\n\n\"Um... it's sensitive... but it's so big that like, I can't seem to get it all with just my hands, if that makes sense.\"\n\n\"Is that why you took longer in the bathroom today?\"\n\n\"Yeah. Like, I can still jerk myself off, it's just like, a lot more tiring.\"\n\nRebecca took more notes. \"How would you rate the quality of your orgasm?\"\n\n\"Incredible. Like, each one better than the last.\"\n\n\"OK... now, we need to measure your refractory period.\"\n\n\"I have to cum again? I just came like five minutes ago.\"\n\n\"It's vital that you ejaculate again, yes.\"\n\nMarcus continued to stroke with both hands. Rebecca stared intently, noting the unique motion of Marcus' massive cock and balls as blood continued to engorge him.\n\n\"I... need help.\"\n\n\"I'm not supposed to-\"\n\n\"I told you, the sensitivity-\"\n\n\"But-\"\n\n\"I mean, you don't have to, it's just I probably won't be able to cum again-\"\n\nRebecca rolled her eyes. Of course, she a bit wanted to try this. But it violated scientific integrity to interact with a test subject so intimately. But, the research team did say they desparately needed this data...\n\nShe put new gloves on and got in position, kneeling on the tiled floor in front of Marcus' feet. Marcus grinned. \"Just this once...\"\n\nWith her right hand, she worked his shaft, and with her left, fondled his heavy, sagging balls. \"Is that good?\"\n\n\"Yeah... keep doing that...\"\n\nThey both let out a series of grunts as they jerked Marcus off together. His knees started to buckle and he let out a moan. \"I'm.... I'm close...\"\n\nRebecca started to pump harder.\n\n\"Can you... suck it?\"\n\n\"What?\"\n\n\"Like, just lick the tip a little... it helps...\"\n\nRebecca paused for a moment before deciding to oblige. She backed up a bit to angle Marcus' cock into her mouth. The girth was so massive she could barely get her lips around it. Still, she pulled out her old blowjob tricks- a little swirl of the tongue...\n\n\"Oh, fuuuck!\"\n\nShe felt his cock start to pulsate and knew it was too late. Marcus started to uncontrollably cum, shooting thick rope after thick rope all over Rebecca's face. She instinctively put her hands up to protect herself, but it did little to block the stream of jizz plastering her face and hair. Huge gobs struck her blouse, seeping through onto her breasts and stomach.\n\nAs the torrent of cum started to abate, Rebecca wiped her eyes and stood up. She took an empty container from the shelf and flicked some strands into it. \"Warning would have been nice.\"\n\nMarcus grinned again. \"Sorry. Wasn't expecting your... moves.\"\n\nRebecca wiped off her face and hands with a towel. She jotted down a few notes: _refractory period no more than 6 minutes... ejaculation velocity quite high... semen has a sweet aftertaste..._"
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"content": "Ashley sat on her couch, the lights from her controller just vaguely illuminating The tan skin of her bare midriff, as fireballs and heavy blows echoed from the television. A smile passed over her plump lips, as the words \"K.O!\"boomed around her. She brushed a stray lock of blonde hair from her face, her eyes never really moving from the screen.\n\nShe perked up a bit, when she heard the door to the apartment open.\n\nJack trudged in, a sigh just barely audible, as he sat down his keys. \"Hey, Ash.\"\n\n\"I don't like the sound of that. That sounds like things didn't go well with Tina...\" She cast a quick glance at her own phone. The hour was disturbingly early. \"I didn't expect you home until much, much later.\"\n\n\"Out just long enough to get blue balls. We were making out in the car, when She found out it was my brothers... She got kind of cold and had me drop her off at home.\"\n\nAshley rolled her eyes. \"God damn it... And I thought she was a sure thing too. She's fucked every other guy she's gone out with. Didn't realize she was a gold digger...\"\n\n\"You tried... Thanks.\" Jack had worried that his tomboy roommate would have changed when she signed on as a lingerie model. Now she was just a hot tomboy, and the free product she got from sponsorships when she was a hot tomboy who hung around the place in very skimpy, very sexy outfits, and who had her shockingly large breasts on display a lot more often than she used to when she just wore hoodies and oversized jerseys.\n\nRight now, she was wearing what could only be described as an *undersized* jersey. She'd gotten one of the companies she was working with to give her a niners baseball shirt, but it was in the form of a skin-tight cropped T-shirt made mostly of lace. It hugged her heavy bust tightly, with the bottoms of her breasts just barely hanging out underneath. She was braless at the moment, as she often was at home, unless she was simply wearing a bra as a top. The matching red and white striped boy shorts she was wearing were similarly Lacey and abbreviated, leaving her long, tan legs mostly bare and serving mostly just to highlight her round butt and thick, athletic thighs. Jack caught himself staring, which he could hardly afford to do in the condition he'd arrived home in. His dick was practically aching, and his balls felt like they were going to burst. \"I'm going to... I'm going to grab a shower and be in my room for a bit.\" \n\nAshley sighed. \"No... Have a seat,\" She said, gesturing to the couch with her controller, as she paused the game with the options button.\n\nTrying to avoid tenting his pants too much, Jack reluctantly complied, taking a seat a cushion or so away from her. Even as he tried not to stare at his half naked best friend and roommate, he found his eyes briefly wandering over her body, remembering how she'd let him join her and her girlfriend for their senior prom, taking both of them as dates, how she'd let him be the first guy to get his hands on the late blooming giant tits she'd grown over that summer, and how she'd taken his virginity, \"just as a favor\". Remembering that he wasn't in the shower where he meant to be, he was trying to push the sexual fantasies out of his mind, just as he saw her briefly rise up and easily step over to him, turning and kneeling between his knees.\n\nAshley smiled up at him. \"I promised you that you were going to get sex with a hot model tonight. That's going to happen, even if I have to do it myself.\"\n\nJack thought to protest, even as Ashley was starting to undo his belt. \"What's Stacy going to think? I thought you told her that we were just friends?\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Jane once shared her fantasy of being pimped out to a stranger to her roommate Sara. Months later at a party, Sara counted off twenties from a stack, saying "you have to fuck Eddy," and nodded in the direction of man, "he's paid up, you get half when you're done." Jane became flushed. | [
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"content": "\"You're fucking kidding me.\" I glance over at the guy. *He* doesn't look like he's kidding about anything, meeting my gaze with a half-smile and a lazy salute that says he knows exactly what's going on. He's...big too, filling out his dress shirt like a linebacker. Not that that's any guarantee of anything, but you never know. \n\n\"Nope.\" Sara folds a single twenty in half and tucks it into my cleavage. \"You'll never get a better chance, either. Friend of a friend, highly recommended. But, well...\"\n\nHe's already moving through the crowd, people parting in front of him as he walks towards us, slow and confident. \n\n\"You *will* have to do everything he says,\" Sara hisses. \"That's kind of the deal. Now: this is it. In or out?\"\n\nI look at my friend. We've done some crazy shit together over years, from that time with our two boyfriends to the show we put on for the frat. But *this*...?\n\nHe's two steps away. \n\n\"In.\" My cheeks are burning. \n\n\"Great.\" Sara turns and beams. \"Eddy, this is Jane. She's yours for the next hour. Try not to break her, okay?\"\n\nJesus *Christ*.\n\n(TBC)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Having reached her cabin just before the blizzard started she strips, eager to have some fun. Wait, is that a shadow in the blizzard? | [
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"content": "Hannah peers out the window into the dark, snowy forest, trying to determine whether the wine was hitting her quicker than normal or if there really was someone outside. \n\nJust then, a firm, but non-aggressive, knock sounded from the front door. \n\n*Hmm* Hannah was curious and frightened at the same time. The nearest cabin was two miles away, and the highway was ten miles down the twisting dirt road. Who would be out here?\n\nAgain, the thud rattled the wooden door, this time a little louder. \"Hello?\" A young man's voice muffled through the door. \n\n*Eh, fuck it* Hannah slipped on a soft white robe to cover her otherwise naked body. She opened the door, letting a cold draft of air enter and cause the fireplace flames to flicker. \n\n\"Come in, before you put out the fire.\" \n\n\"Oh, thank God someone answered!\" The man shuffled inside and took off his hood. \"The highway was closed, so I took the dirt road hoping I'd run into a town. Apparently, there isn't much out here.\" He smiled. \n\nHannah stood smiling back. The man was quite handsome with dark medium length hair, light brown eyes, and a clean shaven face which exposed his dimple and sharp jaw line. He seemed a bit taller, probably a couple inches above 6 feet. \n\n\"Oh, I'm Derek.\" He smiled and extended his hand. \n\n\"Hannah.\" She smiled back and softly shook his hand. \"Make yourself at home. This storm isn't passing any time soon. It's only getting started.\" She poured a cup of hot cider and handed it to him. \n\n\"Well, Hannah. That's awfully nice of you.\" He smiled as he took a sip. \"Quite the cozy cabin you have here. I hope I'm not disrupting anything.\" Derek's eyes glanced from Hannah to the dildo laying on the coffee table in the living area. \n\nHannah's eyes widened and her cheeks reddened. \"Oh...ummm..\" \n\nLaughing, Derek assured her it was no big deal. \"Don't worry about it. Seems like a nice way to enjoy the night alone. Sorry I had to come along and ruin it.\" \n\nThe two stood quietly, locking eyes every few seconds before looking down again. After what felt like an eternity but was probably more like a minute, Hannah broke the silence. \"Well, perhaps you showing up didn't ruin it, but made it even *more* exciting.\" She offered a flirty grin. \n\n\"Oh, is that right?\" Derek inched closer to Hannah. \"I mean I do have one of those of my own.\" He winked as he nodded his head toward the coffee table. \n\nDerek was only a step away from Hannah, as he reached out and grabbed the robe knot and pulled Hannah into him while also causing the robe to come undone and open. Hannah let out a soft whimper in surprise and leaned in to allow her lips to meet his. \n\nDerek wrapped one arm around Hannah's waist on the outside of her robe while softly placing the other hand on her cheek. Their tongues gently wrestled. Before long, Hannah pulled off Derek's shirt, revealing his toned body with a dark trail of hair running from beneath his waistband up to his belly button. His pecs were also lightly covered with dark hair. It was the perfect amount to provide the masculine touch while also allowing Hannah to still see the contours of his muscles.\n\nDerek began kissing Hannah's neck as her hand ran up and down his abs and chest. One of his hands slipped beneath her robe and grasped her ass. Hannah moaned softly as Derek kissed down onto her collarbone. Hannah's robe slipped off one shoulder, and then both, before falling to the ground. \n\nHannah stood completely naked in front of Derek. His kisses traced down toward her small but perky breasts. Her pink nipples hardened. Hannah reached down to rub Derek's growing bulge. Derek's mouth enveloped Hannah's nipple. His tongue swirled, mixed with gentle nibbles. Hannah was moaning louder as she noticed a warmth between her legs. \n\nDerek was a stranger in the storm only thirty minutes before, but Hannah was ready to open herself fully to him. \n\n*To be continued if there's interest*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: As you sleep on your side alone you can suddenly feel something pressing into your buns... | [
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"content": "*Crawling into bed as usual, I undress out of my day clothes, sliding on my more loose and baggy night clothes. They were either too big for me, or just baggy. I didn’t mind if they fell, as I live alone.*\n\n*As I turn off the light to my room, I begin to drift of to sleep. However, feeling something pressing on my ass wasn’t something I could ignore.*\n\n*Turning my head to see what it was, I noticed a silhouette of a well endowed lady. She begins to crawl onto my bed causing the pressure on my ass to grow, as it soon penetrated inside. Her low and soft moans had almost overpowered my quiet stifled yelp.*\n\n*She noticed that I was awake, beginning to tease me. Licking my ear, breathing down my neck. Even going as far as giving me neck kisses, trying to form hickeys.*\n\n*As she believed that it was enough foreplay and that I was at my peak, she begins pumping her hips. That’s when I realized, that it was her COCK that was inside my ass. It’s warmth radiating within me…*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Fine, I'll do it myself. Give me pregnancy prompts. Magical, gender bender, sci fi preferred | [
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"content": "Believe me. I know the feeling.\n\nWhen he heard that succubus milk could greatly improve your physique, he convinced his half succubus roommate to give him some. He didn't realize that \"improve your physique\" meant to turn you into a hot girl, or that he'd end up craving cock badly enough that he'd end up pregnant!\n\nAlternately\n\nHe was finding out the hard way that there is a distinct difference between \"breeder\" gene mods, and \"stud\" gene mods. Of course, it's a little late now...\n\nAlternately\n\nA potion of polymorphing was a great way to grab a spot with his best friend on her all girls resort trip, even if he had gotten carried away with the partying and done some things he'd never have expected. He sure was wondering why the potion showed no signs of wearing off though..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: he hadn't noticed it initially, but it seemed that every time she drank his cum she became slightly sluttier, which led to her drinking more of his cum, which made her became slightly more sluttier... | [
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"content": "I tried to object, but the tram was moving now, and the tip of my cock was at the back of her throat.\n\nAria's recent changes were... *challenging*. Yes, that was the right word. I could hardly call them \"bad\"—what kind of boyfriend wouldn't want frequent, enthusiastic oral sex from a girl like her? We all want to make our partners happy, and as Aria's head bobbed up and down in my lap, her nose bumping gently against my inner thigh with every stroke, I could tell she was definitely in her happy place. No, the main problem wasn't the sex, or even the unexpected times and places she wanted it.\n\nThe problem was that her hunger was becoming too powerful to control.\n\n\"Is this...\" I said, struggling as my head swam. \"Is this... for you or for me?\"\n\nMy legs trembled as I felt my shaft slide out of her throat. Aria tucked a lock of long black hair behind her ear and smiled as she looked up from my lap out of the corner of a single green eye, her mouth a glistening wet mess. \"Of course it's for you, silly!\"\n\n\"I know, it's just that...\" I stifled a grunt as she started again, stroking as she sucked the tip. \"Shouldn't we... wait? There are a lot of people.\"\n\nAria smiled as she licked up some of the spit from my shaft. \"I bet they won't mind me doing something nice for my man,\" she said.\n\nI wanted to object, but her tongue was pure silk. \"Just... don't get my slacks all wet,\" I managed. After the first week of her changes, I'd learned to wear only black pants.\n\n\"Aww,\" she pouted, \"like this?\" She dribbled a bubby mess back down over the tip of my cock then feasted on it, sucking and stroking.\n\nI grabbed her thigh and pulled her in closer from the aisle seat as my toes curled tight inside my dress shoes, and she moaned as my hand squeezed her. I offered a meek smile as a passenger in the middle rows glanced over his shoulder at me to see what the sound was. *It's nothing,* I said to him with a wordless shrug. *Maybe a bump in the road?* The man's eyes squinted in confusion as he looked away. \n\n\"*Mmh*, grab my ass again,\" Aria said, spit dribbling over her chin. \"Please?\"\n\n\"Aria,\" I whispered. \"People can hear.\"\n\nHer answer was to reach behind her back, hike up the bottom of her dress, grab my wrist, and slap her own ass with my hand as she stroked and sucked me. Her soft, tan thighs wobbled with the impact, and I felt her giggle as more passengers glanced around.\n\n\"Aria!\" I scolded, pulling her dress back down.\n\nMy protests were met with the feeling of manicured fingernails gently kneading my balls and a hot, tight throat slowly milking me closer to the orgasm that I knew she wanted more than anything. My head lulled against the window with a muffled *bump*, and for a few moments, I let my thoughts get washed away into the whirling maelstrom of tongue and spit and heat desperately struggling to milk me to a finish.\n\nSuddenly, a pleasant chime, and a computer-generated female voice: `\"Next stop: North Campus. Buildings A through C.\"`\n\nMy eyes widened—the transit from North Campus was always busy this time of the morning.\n\n\"Aria, w-wait,\" I whispered. \"More people are going to get on.\"\n\nI held my breath as she unsheathed me from her mouth again. \"Guess one of us had better get off, then.\"\n\n\"Aria, I'm serious!\" I whispered.\n\n\"Maybe both of us,\" she purred.\n\n\"The only open seats are right around us!\"\n\n*\"So fucking... wet... right now...\"*\n\nI knew that tone—she was in a different world now. I looked down, and a milky bead of precum oozed from my aching tip. She licked it up and immediately started stroking and sucking for more.\n\nOnce she got a taste, there was no going back.\n\nWe still weren't sure if the changes were something in me or her or both of us, but we both knew it'd started the first night she told me she wanted to try something new: Aria wanted me to finish in her mouth, and she wanted to swallow it all. I was hesitant since she'd never offered something like that in all our months together, and we'd both agreed in other conversations that it was a \"porn thing\" that no one was really into. But once we'd got started that night, a desperate, eager look in her eyes—a *hunger*—overcame any doubts we had.\n\nIt'd been an evening like any other. Watching a movie on the couch at her apartment had led to snuggling, then to making out, then to more. But that night, she was on fire. Sucking me seemed to awaken something in her, and after just a few minutes she was quivering and begging me to finish. I found her soaking wet as I laid her down on the couch and found her favorite angle, wanting to be inside her, to make her feel good. Her pussy felt amazing, and she came long and hard after little more than a few strokes.\n\nThen, she reminded me what she'd truly wanted that night.\n\nThen the begging started.\n\n*\"Please! Give it to me? Cum in my mouth?\"*\n\nThe words snapped me back to reality. Aria's hand was down between her thighs now, pulling her dress aside so she could play with herself. She never wore panties anymore—*\"easy access for both of us,\"* she'd once told me. Based on the sounds of her fingers alone, Aria's pussy was absolutely dripping wet.\n\n\"Aria,\" I mumbled. \"The tram...\" My legs trembled.\n\n*\"Please?\"* she moaned quietly. *\"I need it!\"* The scent of her started to linger around us as she rubbed her pussy with one hand and stroked me into her mouth with the other. Warmth crept up my thighs, and I found my hand gripping her ass on its own.\n\n\"Fuck,\" I whispered.\n\n*\"Mhm!\"* she begged me, sensing how close I was.\n\nAnd then: `Now arriving: North Campus. Buildings A through C.`\n\nThe tram cruised to a stop.\n\nAnd dozens of people gathered to board.\n\n---\n\n*Can continue if people are interested! Willing to consider suggestions as well.*"
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"content": "————————————\nLots of build up.\n————————————\n\nA thousand years ago the scales of humanity tipped - the genders were no longer born in approximately equal numbers. The number of male children born plummeted until the Earth’s female population out numbered the male population by three hundred thousand to one. \n\nThis event became simply known as ‘the shift’.\n\nWomen took over traditional male roles in society. Same sex unions became increasingly common. \n\nMost of the low born males were little more than captives. Supplying *breeding materials* to artificially inseminate the female population at large. Women had to pay large sums of money to get inseminated at sperm farms. The species had to continue - but there was a limited supply and a large demand. \n\nSons of the rich became sot after trophies. Trophies of women so rich they didn’t have to share a man or stoop so low as to have artificial insemination. The ultra rich were said to have harems of men - just waiting to please their woman. Having a man of your own became the ultimate social status item. \n\nThe government paid for male children to go to special schools - locked away from society. Everyone at the school was male - it was the only way to keep the boys safe from the ever increasing female sexual appetite.\n\nSons of the rich were bartered away to other rich families. Arranged marriages to form alliances. The school kept these boys *pure* for their future wives. \n\nSons of the poor were basically captives in government sperm farms. \n\n———————————\n\nI graduated top of my class. An average of 98%. My teachers told me that in times before the shift, I could have been a great scientist. \n\nOf course, now, the best I can hope for is to breed brilliant girls for my future wife. \n\nMy mother picked me up from the boarding school and flew me home in our private shuttle. This was my first time away from the school since I was placed there at age five. Sure, mother would come visit on important dates - Christmas, Easter, my birthday - but I had no memories of any place but the school. \n\nI was excited to fly in the shuttle but as the school faded behind us, I realized I was leaving everything I had ever known behind me. I was going to a *home* I didn’t remember with my mother who was little more than a stranger. \n\nI would probably be married off with in the year to some rich, older woman who had decided she was ready for children. An arranged, loveless marriage, no doubt. This was my lot. I had always known this was my lot - and yet - I found nothing but despair at the prospect. \n\nMother would probably make a small fortune off of my dowery. Can’t blame her I guess - she does have the burden of having a son instead of an heir. \n\nWe landed and mother showed me to my room. We didn’t speak more than a few words for the whole trip - or even now that I was in the house. \n\n“Dinner is at six,” she said as she stood at the door. “I have special guests coming here tonight for you to meet. Please be on your best behaviour. There is a blue outfit in the closet I would like you to wear for dinner,” she said with a small tight smile. Then she left - closing the door behind her. \n\nI explored my room. It had its own ensuite bathroom - which was large and luxurious. A shower and a jacuzzi tub. A massive mirror that covered a whole wall. \n\nMy room was large. Larger than anything at the boarding school anyways. The bed could have fit four or five people in it. There were mirrors on the ceiling and above the headboard. A large gas fire place opposite the bed with a large fur carpet on the floor. \n\nI had never seen a place like this. \n\nI showered and dressed for supper. My shirt was tailored to be open from my collar bones to navel - to show off my pecs and abs no doubt. There were just a few buttons before the shirt tucked into my pants. The pants were tight and stretchy - they showed off the bulge in my pants and held it tight. A suit jacket that came down to just above my elbows to show off my sculpted forearms. \n\nI looked in one of the huge mirrors. I am meat at an auction. Mother must have a potential wife here to meet me already. I steadied myself and opened my bedroom door. \n\nA woman stood at the door in fine liveries - a servant of the house. Her top pushed her bust up - showing off an amazing amount of cleavage. I couldn’t help but stare. I felt my manhood stir at the sight of her. \n\nI averted my eyes as quickly as possible. \n\n“Ready for dinner, master Dixon?” She asked in a neutral tone. I could feel her eyes taking in my chest and abs - scanning over me - lusting.\n\n“Yes,” I replied. “Could you show me the way please?”\n\n“Of course. This way,” she said leading the way. Her tight pants hugged her wide swaying hips. Her high heels clicked and clacked on the stone floor - bringing my attention down to her shapely legs."
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"content": "#The Odds Were Never In Your Favor:\n\nThe answer was simple: Hire a Legendary Cleric of course! They didn't have a cleric anyways, having relied on healing potions to get this far. Well, that was the original plan at least, yet here and now the party was scattered, though the cleric was not idle in his unrelenting fight towards each of his captured charges. Nevertheless Turiel wondered if the others were being drained like he was here in this pit of VERY touchy hands being groped and jacked off. The copper dragonborn may be a virgin but spite was a powerful motivator against the pleasuring efforts of the handjob pit. Nevertheless Aria was not doing too well, being a Tiefling born from the union of orc and demon. The dark red skinny and flat thief was on her hands and knees as a humanoid construct expertly pumped inside her, artificial cock hitting all the right places to make her cum repeatedly to the point of her losing touch with reality as each new orgasm consumed her every thought! Many rooms further in Jaxel's makeshift furniture barricade finally failed, crying out in defiant rage, greataxe cleaving some of the scarabs as they swarmed him.\n\nWithin minutes the stocky human fighter had been dragged even deeper into a private bedroom, a thick iron bar sliding into place on the inside as he was stripped of everything in seconds. To the blue short haired man's surprise a tall figure stood before his kneeling form, she was covered in head to toe with bandages, violet glowing eyes piercing the very veil of his soul as the Mummy made a rising gesture with her hand. The scarabs obeyed, hoisting Jaxel to his feet, his defiance soon melting as her regal posture fell away into a casual posture. Without so much as a word she one handedly pulled him free, tossing him like a frisbee onto her voluminous bed. He was too curious and aware of the approaching mummy's change in posture, a gait of uncertainty betraying her inner thoughts. The 7'5\" wrapped undead stood over him, beginning to unwrap her chest and waist, revealing surprisingly pinkish, almost suburnt skin that didn't look rotten at all.\n\nHer ample E-Cup breasts drooped over him as she straddled Jaxel, wrapped hand caressing his sack as the mummy suddenly rose and slammed down engulfing his cock in her gushy pussy, a great intense heat nearly burning his member, the air distorting near her exposed skin. Uncovered her ass was large and marvelous as she rode him roughly, grunting in pain and relief at how soothingly cool he felt. Giving up on the idea of escape he gripped her cheeks tightly, trying not to drool at the pressure he felt building. As this went on she clasped onto his shoulders, burying his face in an avalanche of boob as she pressed herself against him panting loudly. The mummy smelled oddly citrusy, pleasantly so; Yet when he snatched a glance at her face the bandages where her mouth is were drenched in saliva to the point it bled through and dripped onto his hair then down the back of his neck. Soon after he came, the mummy crying out in an extremely messy orgasm as he did, squirting profusely. Spent she rolled onto the bed, groaning affectionately as he remained hilted in her. Strangely Jaxel rolled with it, spooning the needy mummy.\n\nWhile he was lucky Cranar was not, the barbarian having been manhandled by a half-giantess with violet skin and blazing orange eyes like twin halos of fire!! Having disarmed him and thoroughly kicked his ass the beefy Orc lad was in no position to refuse her advances, stunned as she commanded he rail her backdoor. Out of his depth he tried his best, finding it a snug but tight fit and spitefully trying to go at anal fast n' hard. Yet she was loving it, encouraging him\nto up the ante. Being the barbarian he is Cranar gave it his all, which didn't work for much longer as he came so hard his balls cramped. In seconds he was rolling around on the mossy stone brick floor raging as the half-giantess stood up confused and annoyed as he carried on. However Paladin Yyfdriel had smote her way layers deep, touched by the grace of her God as her Mithril Full-Plate radiated a golden heavenly light.\n\nYyfdriel had yet to outright kill any of the monster women and men, leaving a warpath of unconscious bodies in her wake as the crusader pushed open gleaming red doors, armor clanking against platinum handles. The Aasimar woman staggered into the room, divine light fading as confusion took her. An Elven Vampire sat at a table set for two, filing her red painted nails clad in a pink fluffy bathrobe. Within minutes the truth had been revealed: The whole *'Corruption'* thing was only a joke spread by visitors to the *'Dungeon.'* It was a slap to Yyfdriel's senses, a profound guilt turning the zealot into an apologetic mess, unable to detect an iota evil in the vampire. Said vampire took the Aasimar's gauntleted hands, squeezing them before offering a nice cuddle-fuck. Within five minutes rosy chestnut breasts pressed into pale smaller tits as the two made out, cocooned in a lavish blanket.\n\nThe cleric the party had hired was pleased by the staged battles he had faked, eventually collecting his charges one by one bar Jaxel. The human fighter was smitten with the mummy that had railed him, unwilling to part with her. Cleric Analdus merely shrugged, hiding a knowing grin as his charges were placed on a waterbed. It'b another few hours before Yyfdriel was satisfied anyways..."
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"content": "It wasn't the first time that Hank had woken up tied, naked, to his bed. His wife was quite the dominatrix, and you figure that this was just Jill getting up to her semi-weekly routines... It wasn't his petite and curvy yet imposing wife whose footsteps he heard coming into the bedroom though..\n\nHank nearly choked on the ball gag in his mouth, when he saw the long legs of his tall, willowy young boss, Rachel, enter the room. Her pale skin was practically glowing in the morning sunlight, and there was plenty of it on display. She was nude, sitting for a floor length robe that she let drape almost completely open. Her long, shapely legs seemed to toss the folds of the robe aside with every step. Smooth, milky thighs flashing in the morning sunlight. Her wide, shapely hips, and her tiny waist we're on full display, as where her abs and tight tummy, and her pert perky breasts, with their faint pink nipples. A wild mane of flowing red hair cascaded down to the middle of her back, and she wore a mysterious yet intense expression, as her eyes roamed over Hank's nude body.\n\n\"I always knew you were quite the stud under those suits, Hank, but I didn't really know the half of it! I also didn't know that your wife would be so happy to have you be a *stud*. A stud for me!\"\n\nHank's eyes went wide, even before his long and lean boss could vocalize his wife's fantasy she'd talked about on it off since they'd met.\n\n\"Did you know She thinks it would be incredibly hot to watch you impregnate another woman? A younger woman? As much as she gets up to with you, it seems like nothing gets her going quite as much as the idea of watching another girl's belly swell up with your seed!\" She licked her teeth, and ran a hand over the tiny erect nipples of her perky breasts, and she wasn't the only one who was getting aroused. Despite himself, Hank found his own cock starting to rise, even as the idea raced through his head, and his gains noticed that Rachel's pussy was glistening.\n\nHer smile seemed to dance with her freckles, as an almost manic gleam flashed in her eyes. She cast her robe to the floor, fully barring her lithe young body before him. Despite being the owner of the company you worked for, even if perhaps by virtue of a wealthy family, Rachel was only 23, half of Hank's age! And she wanted to get pregnant? By him!? He couldn't believe Jill had set this up.\n\nRachel giggled, \"She's watching now, you know...\" She cast a glance around at the various hidden and not so hidden cameras set up around the room. It wouldn't be the first time Jill had filmed a session, but she'd really pulled out all the stops for this one. Rachel obviously had an exhibitionist streak. And she seemed even more excited by doing this on camera than she already seemed to be by the idea itself."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She could hypnotize any girl to crave cum and think it tasted like ice cream. In fact, this was one of her favorite party tricks... | [
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"content": "Your lesbian best friend was up to her old tricks. You knew it the second Courtney shook her head.\n\n\"Why would we go to Baskin Robbins, babe? We've got the same delicious stuff right here.\" She ran a hand down over your stiff bulge and gently patted it through your sweatpants. \n\nYou glanced around nervously as Courtney pulled the waistband down and began fellatiating you sloppily in front of the other two girls. \n\nJade, your aforementioned best friend from childhood, was stifiling a giggle behind her hand, while her girlfriend Sadie practically drooled over the sight of your fiancé going down on you. \n\n\"What the fuck?\" You silently mouthed in Jade's direction. Your phone vibrated. Jade: \"What? Don't want an Orgasm?\"\n\n\"You do this every time, and it always ends the same way.\" You pressed Send. Her hypnotism always went too far, and when the girls realized only they could taste the \"ice cream\" both Jade and you always got the cold shoulder for the next few days. There was only one way out: Get them to believe it until the next time by playing along.\n\nCourtney bobbed a little too deep and choked a bit, sending neurons firing dangerously close to your cum trigger. Sadie mewed as she backed off for air. \"Sorry, I'm being rude. Do either of our guests want to help?\" Courtney glanced around. \n\nSadie slid to her knees and leaned in to kiss up and down your shaft as Jade hid another round of giggles behind a sarcastic question. \"Sadie, I thought you were only into girls, like me hun?\" She was intentionally pushing the boundaries of her facadé, knowing I would be the one to catch heat for not stopping them.\n\n\"I mean, yeah, but who doesn't like ice cream from time to time?\" Sadie proclaimed before engulfing your shaft between her lips and twisting her hot tongue around the base. \n\n\"Yeah, I guess, who doesn't like ice cream?\" Jade smirked while looking directly at you. \n\n\"I'll go get a bowl!\" Your fiance yelled before bouncing out of the room. \n\nJade walked up behind you as the cabinets rustled in the next room. You threw your head back as she whispered directly in your ear and caressed your shoulders, \"Don't screw it up this time, It's always been up to you.\" Nervously, you held off as Courtney returned with a bowl and a spoon. \n\n\"Cumm-on hun! I want some dessert!\" She reached for your balls as Sadie pulled off with a wet 'POP' and began to stroke vigarously. \n\n\"Okay-hah, fuck- here it-\" They pushed the bowl in front of your pulsing cock just as your spunk blasted into it. \n\nJade kept massaging your shoulders. \"Wasn't that awesome?\"\n\nThe two of your partners eagerly traded licks off the spoon from their knees in front of you.\n\n\"Yeah, but...\"\n\n\"Just do it, it's just cum.\"\n\n\"Jade, you know I don't like-\" \n\n\"Here hun! We saved some for you guys.\" Courtney rose and pushed the spoon towards your mouth. \n\nBegrudgingly, you let the salty liquid gel roll over your tastebuds and swallowed quickly. \"Thanks hun.\" You tried to hold your stomach as she smiled and took another spoonful for herself. \n\n\"I think this might be your best batch yet! I love how sweet it is!\" She beamed at her description of the antonym to the flavor you just experienced. \n\n\"You've gotta have some too, Jade!\" She drew a spoon up over your shoulder towards the architect of the exercise. \n\n\"No thanks,\" you could hear the chaotic pleasure dripping from her voice, \"too much sugar for my figure.\" \n\n\"Fuck you!\" You thought in silence as Jade got away clean of her own chaos again. \n\n\"Your hubby probably wants some more though, he really likes when he gets to share his sweetness with you.\" Another salty, sour mouthful slid down before Courtney and Sadie licked the bowl clean. Jade laughed behind her fire filled eyes as you stared daggers and swore you'd find a way to get her back for this. At least you had eager head from Courtney to look forward to until the next double date night."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CC] She comes home to find him in heat. | [
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"content": "Let me preface this by saying, this is definitely not my bag. I am not a member of your target audience, so take everything I’m saying with the HEAVIEST pinch of salt. \n\nYep, you did all the right things with the content warning. Yep, I read it anyway (I was curious). Yep, I upvoted you for being a weird and wonderful human (although my exposure to you and writing has been limited to just this piece).\n\nSince you asked for constrictive criticism; it is well written, and the post sex scene interaction between your characters has this emotional weight that provides good tension. However, I think you could’ve leaned into it. Some of the dialogue seems a little a clunky, (almost as if it’s over-explained). Your hermaphroditic character is obviously insecure, but using some subtext and unspoken tension could’ve made it more intense. I hope you didn’t find any of that discouraging, and hope you keep writing, we could definitely use more writers around here."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The library has been invaded by reality shifters, who use whatever is written in the text they devour to project themselves. Not having any of it, the librarians have placed the perfect trap in the erotica section. | [
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"content": "(Slightly off topic, hope this is ok!)\n\nJenny grinned wildly, open books floating in the air around her, circles and runes glowing white all around her. It had been a week since she discovered how to turn words into reality; one week of endless waiting, anticipation, and boredom. Now, she finally had a target: the library. \"With this,\" Jenny thought, \" I'll become the most powerful mage in the kingdom!\"\n\nJenny strutted towards the library, her whole body practically shivering in excitement for what was to come. In her frenzy to leave, she had forgotten to out on some proper clothes; Her loose T-shirt hung so far down her shoulder that her left breast was almost fully exposed, and she was wearing nothing underneath, leaving only the T-shirt's long fringe to cover her ample ass and shaved pussy. No matter, she could always read a fashion magazine or something.\n\nUpon reaching the library, Jenny couldn't decide what to choose first. She flitted to and fro between the bookshelves until the found the book she wanted: _a magical beast guide_. \"Ha!\" She grinned in anticipation, imagining the all-powerful summons she would choose.\n\nJust one problem: Jenny had missed the genre of the book, 'erotica'.\n\nHolding it in one palm, Jenny began chanting. \"_O great gods of prose and fiction, O all powerful arbiters of story, grant me power to manifest this book into reality!_\". The runes inscribed on her bare skin glowed blindingly, until finally, a portal appeared on the floor in front of her. Jenny almost squealed with joy as she saw a single tentacle work its way out.\n\nThis was where things went wrong.\n\nA split second after the summoning began, a single tentacle wrapped around Jenny's ankle. She had only a moment to look down in confusion before even more tentacles slid out of the portal, working their way around her body to bond her arms, legs and head to the floor. \"HELP! HE-Mmph!\" Even as Jenny tried to call for help, a tentacle wormed its way into her mouth stifling her speech. It forced it's way deep inside, thrusting all the way into her throat until she could feel a bulge on her neck. \"Ack-mmm, mmmmmph!\" \n\nAs Jenny gagged at the taste, a shudder of revulsion ran through her body when she felt a second tentacle worm it's way around her large breasts. Her T-shirt, bound tightly by the tentacles, clearly outlined her ample cleavage. Jenny's eyes widened in horror as the tentacle yanked the fabric off her body, leaving her large breasts exposed to the open air. Immediately two other tentacles joined in, squeezing her tits and rubbing her erect nipples vigorously. Jenny couldn't help but moan at the sensation. \n\n\"Ooohh...\" Her face turned bright red as her nipples were twisted and rubbed vigorously. At the same time, she could feel her crotch getting wet. _No!_ she thought, but it was too late - immediately, a fourth tentacle began rubbing against her clit. The sensation was hot and sticky, and despite the nature of it, Jenny gradually became aroused from the motion. Once her pussy was dripping wet, the tentacle reared back and thrust deep into her pussy. \n\n\"Aaahhh...!\" Jenny's back arched as the tentacle thrust in and out, its fat girth fucking her faster than any of her boyfriends had ever done. Waves of pleasure rolled through her body as she was violated, the sensation from her tits and pussy combining the overwhelm her. Her body shook and convulsed uncontrollably, until finally, she orgasmed powerfully. She could feel the tentacles in her mouth and pussy shoot dollops of white, sticky goo into her mouth and pussy, then retracted and returned to the portal.\n\nJenny slumped onto the ground, drained. She could feel the tentacles cum leaking from her mouth and pussy, dripping onto the library floor, and her nipples felt painfully erect in the cold library air.\n\n_you know_, Jenny thought _this isn't so bad either_."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: “I refuse to marry her,” the crown prince stated. “But your marriage to her will-“ “I don’t care! She’s fucking 12!” | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: This is the story of how you became the pet of an Alien Nobel Woman. | [
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"content": "I already started moving when what i thought was a shooting star wa getting uncomfortably close. So I put the pedal to the metal when the damned thing started *following* me. Yeah, aliens are real, who'd'a thunk? Sadly my car was in fact not capable of outrunning and interstellar vessel and I was promptly yanked unceremonially from my car unto the flying saucer. No i am not joking. I blacked out during the transfer but i did see that it was in fact a giant silver disk. Aliens man. \n\nSpecifically they're the Kouldrati, little ways past Alpha Centauri. Apparently i was originally just gonna be a cellular donor for virus interactions and such, but after i got vaccinated some rich girl—and I'm being loose with that term because I'm not familiar with their biology—took a look at me and decided I'd makena great pet. Didn't care i was sapient, she still took me in. They're two meters tall on average and actually quite strong so i didn't get much choice in the matter. \n\nShe got me vaccinated, got my dietary restrictions, all that pet jazz, then put me in a carrier, about the size of a tiny camper van, and took me home. While she let me tour the country side from her hovercar she apparently did research on \"Human fashion\". I did a small prayer to whomever listened to not make me dress like those nutjobs on a runway. Instead she strictly made my wardrobe something out of a parody 1950's slice of life. All stepfordy and stuff. I wanted to argue but my original clothes were disintegrated for sanitary reasons. \n\nIt's not a bad life, no chores, no work, just relaxed workouts, and occasionally being taken to parties to be shown off. Massive dresses under restricting petticoats aside. They were embarrassing, but i was never groped, just petted."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Trying to find a prompt for a multi-part series. Must be reality based, and no age play, noncon, etc. Let's hear your suggestions | [
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"content": " * She always knew her neighbour was a slut, being a single mother with many 'male friends'. What she didn't realise is that the father of neighbour's child was her own husband and he was going for pregnancy #2.\n\n * A young woman follows in maternal family tradition and has a breeding gangbang with her male (and a few female) friends.\n\n * A pair of swinging couples are neighbours and spouse swap almost of second or third day; and both are now looking into starting a family but not sure who they want to be the dad.\n\n * A nice normal couple just want to have a child during their honeymoon; they never wanted all the horny maddness and carry on nonsense.\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.\n\n * Wife and her friends (three guys and four girls (including a wife of one of the guys) have a weekly meet up to get drinks which their spouses all know about; what most of their spouses don't know is they have an orgy afterwards.\n\n * A husband and wife are both sex workers behind each others back; using the money to fuel their own sexual excesses. The fact they have an active sex life is not only a miracle, but the only thing keeping the other from realising.\n\n * When her husband came out as wanting to become a cuckold couple she wasn't surprised; she had been secretly pushing him into that direction for months now.\n\n * Husband become blind drunk at his wedding and conks out after successfully arousing his wife all afternoon. Luckily she know some of the guys around the party in the hotel were eyeing her up - wedding gang bang anyone?\n\n * A college well known and kinda admired secret society goes around seducing first year virgins, teaching them seduction and sex techniques and then initiating them into the society by seducing another virgin. A near incel is picked by a girl he would normally ignore and led to the path of a true lover.\n\n * Couple book into a hotel that offer a 'companion' to every guest; officially as a local guide and personal assistant. While both renounce the idea, they took advantage of it in secret.\n\n * A lonely wife goes to Southern France by herself after her husband stays at home for a local football match, again.\n\n * A young man goes to a traditional Japanese temple dedicated to a particular vorvacious and voluptuous kitsune; after getting separated from his girlfriend he meets a mysterious and tempting woman; is she human, is she the fox spirit, or something else entirely?\n\n * A college Sorority and it's partner Fraternity induction is an orgy.\n\n * College girl goes to a nudist beach as part of a club/group.\n\n * The hippy commune/nature cult was largely ignored by the town, but their annual nude procession brought in tourists and brought out something in their neighbours.\n\n * A young man is annoyed with his girlfriend and meets a milf in a bar; when they comes back to her place not only does he find out she is married, but her husband and her forgot to arrange who was coming home with their pick up that night and who was getting a hotel. Cherry one top, the young lady the husband pick-uped is the girlfriend of the young man.\n\n * A couple like wedding crashing and challenge each other to who can seduce the bride or groom first.\n\n * Their honeymoon got complicated as the honeymoon suite was double booked and so was the resort.\n\n * Ten years apart does much to change how you perceived your childhood friend.\n\n * Cuckold couple meets Cuckqueen couple."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The young archmage has to prove to the technological society the power of magic vs futuristic machinery and science. She has three chances and the little secret of having Lust aligned magic. | [
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"content": "As the youngest arch mage, the most technologically plugged in, and also the most self-admittedly ambitious caster in the northern hemisphere, Tabitha often found herself getting in over her head. The statueless redhead was almost as well known for her sexual appetites as her spell casting. She was really the face of magic, dominating social media and always drawing tons of fans, at least as much for her looks and her exploits as for her relevance to arcane studies. She found herself at risk of losing face today though. She had a challenged the world's technologists to admit that magic was and always would be superior. They were at least as arrogant as she was though, and they weren't going to give up such an admission easily. However, she figured she had at least one Ace of her sleeve, even still.\n\nTabitha smiled, as She traced an intricate figure in the air above her head, either hand glowing with silvery blue light, as runes appeared several meters above her, on the high ceiling of the auditorium. She knew that she had to go for broke with this one.\n\nHer first spell had been pretty good. She went with simple illusion magic that could simulate the lewdest fantasies she had in mind at the moment. Of course, the techno Union already had AI generated porn that could match her there. Many of the members of the crowd were titillated, of course, but they weren't moved to give her the point.\n\nHer second spell should have sealed the deal. She took a member of the audience, sat him down in front of her, and she summoned a succubus, when she knew to be quite talented, and contracted her to satisfy his every lust. This one did win her points, but some nerd in the back had declared that the Android companions the techno Union was producing were at least the equal of any succubus, and far more reliable. They had summoned in some of their synthetic companions, and even Tabitha had to admit that the synth girls were impressive. They were currently in a hot debate, with the succubus and the synths running through a battery of sexual tests, while their beaus and fans extolled their virtues. The succubus supernatural powers seem to give her quite the edge, but the synths were reliable and mass producible. Tabitha was sure she'd get the point, but she wouldn't get it anytime soon at this rate, and she wanted to wrap up this debate tonight.\n\nAnd so, archmage Tabitha, most powerful mage in the hemisphere, and secret quarter succubus herself, and decided to go all out. She had three chances to prove her superiority, and she wasn't going to fail.\n\nPouring her own magic, and her own essence of the lust into her casting, she created a rune of transmogrification on the ceiling, combined with it was an array of divination spells, and it held the potency of the leylines that ran under the university. Everyone seemed to be transfixed by it, as it started to glow, and then it went off in a great flash.\n\nThe rune itself seemed to burst into a cacophony of light, and then streams of that light shot down into everyone in the room. The changes went unnoticed at first, amidst the startling display, but soon the assembled academics and their students and proctors all started to transform.\n\nAll around the room each of them started to take on an idealized form, many of which were nothing like their original bodies had been.\n\nThe co-eds and female professors seemed to be the first to be affected by the magic, many sprouting animalistic features like furry ears or tails, and some transforming even further, seeing their legs turn into giant snake tails, or even growing taller or growing extra arms, as they started to transform into monster girls. Others had changes that were, at least comparatively, more subtle, simply growing larger breasts and shapely or figures, becoming sexier, even as they evidently became hornier, most of them starting to strip off their clothes so as to better grope and explore themselves.\n\nSome of the men turned into Adonises, and some of them seemed to turn into various versions of monster boys, but the most noticeable change was the one that seemed to have the longest spool up time.\n\nGreat swaths of the males present suddenly started to seemingly shrink in place, their figures becoming slimmer and more petite, before they suddenly started to change more fully. Breasts developed. Genitals inverted, hips widened, as each of them became suffused with elemental lust from the ethereal realm, as they transformed into girls.\n\nThat was a great confusion at first, but then a great elation, as everyone seemed somehow entranced with and addicted to their new forms, eager to explore the new avenues of pleasure available to them. The Men in the room were overwhelmed as eager girls of all descriptions and species seem to descend upon them. They descended upon each other, as well. One young co-ed who had transformed into a cowgirl found herself being almost forcibly nursed by a slew of cat girls who practically tackled her to the floor, opening her blouse and helping themselves to the Milky bounty suddenly filling her massive new breasts.\n\nOne grad student who seemed to have grown several tentacle tails and a cock just above her pussy about herself satisfying a trio of blonde bombshells who have previously been her elderly engineering professors.\n\nThe room was engulfed and sexual chaos, and the succubus who Tabitha had summoned gave her a look. The two locked eyes, and the succubus gave her a smirk and a knowing wink. Tabitha could only blush, shifting her head to hide her face behind her hair. She knew how much her sisters loved it when she went full succubus, but it was always kind of embarrassing, and she knew she wasn't getting out of this room without getting drawn into the orgy herself. Part of her didn't mind.\n\nShe felt a firm appendage wrap around one of her legs, and she saw a green tendril there, attached to a girl who had become a flowery alraune. She felt her sex begin to stir, as she was dragged to the ground and pulled toward the girl, other tendrils getting ready to invade her womanhood, but, she noticed with satisfaction that the scoring AI had awarded her the contest. This victory was sweet, and honestly, she couldn't think of a better way to celebrate it than being fucked senseless by a horny monster girl and pumped full of nectar and flower girl seed..."
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"content": "\"That sounds like quitter talk.\" The bard Killian smirks, his tail curling excitedly as he sashays over to the trap, casually pulling his thong aside from under his skirt. A tiefling who always dresses in whatever he deemed cute, the bard has fooled and bedded far more men than his ranger friend. Without hesitation he casually takes the whole of the bronze phallus in one easy swallow, his chin tapping the balls with a gentle tap. Ta'shi blushes and turns away while the rest of the party can only watch in morbid fascination. After a few moments of sloppy blowing, which ta'shi was assured Killian was showing off before he shuffled and tapped the ranger's shoulder. \"Give me a hand love?\" the elf's ears and cheeks flushed red as she turned to help lift the tiefling up, who stole the moment to give the elf a quick peck. \"Thanks Ta', I'll pay you back for this~.\" The elf squeaked and shoved the bard down onto the statuesque dick, his moans only stoked the inner fire in herself, heels clicking as his legs lock around her back, and the elf helps bouncing the effeminate bard on the spit lubed puzzle. After a few minutes a click rings out and the elf is left holding the bard in the air. She lets him down but holds Killian up on shaky legs, who pulls out a bronze dildo, balls and all, from his ass as the door opens. He smiles at her and kisses her cheek. \"Promise to use this on me when we get back to the inn?\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The fountain did indeed provide youth. Never mind the fact that it should have been more accurately known as the "Fountain of Girl" for the even more noticeable effects it had... | [
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"content": "#The Fountain of She:\n\nIt had taken Elopar IV several weeks to find the fountain. His funds were lower than his remaining supplies, but here it was all mossy and ravaged by time despite its endless output! He was the last young noble of his family line, doomed to never have children due to genetics rendering his seed infertile. Yet being the open minded bottom he was this legendary fountain was his last hope!! Elopar offered a prayer to no deity in particular as his unclothed himself piece by piece, naked skinny frame pale, ass flat as a cutting board. Without an iota of fear nor hesitation he stepped into the freezing water, yelping in an undignified manner and sounding like a deranged turkey. Gritting his teeth he drank and bathed in the water like a dehydrated man at an oasis. Elopar was excited as he began to feel funny, feeling pain and relief as his nerves all began to fire randomly. His very being was consumed with chaotic sensations as a sudden pain struck his brain and soul with such intensity that he blacked out....\n\nHours had passed as she woke up groaning like an old lady. That didn't last however as the feeling and realization hit her senses. Elopar had changed greatly, bearing a lithe but curvy body, rosy chestnut skin wet but clean. She cupped her close-set DD-cup breasts, shuddering partly from the cool night air and the touch of her own hands. Giddy Elopar played with them for minutes on end before suddenly snapping her head over her shoulder, marveling at her compact but jiggly ass. The transformed noble whistled in pride, grasping her own buns as she shook them playfully. Shortly after did the noble woman sit upon the fountain's edge, leaning back with one hand as she investigated her mound, loving the small patch of crimson hair preceding her slightly reddened muff. Elopar carefully splayed her pussy lips open and sighed with contented appreciation. An eagerness washed over herself then, so with haste she got dressed, wincing at how tight her old clothes felt yet set off on the long journey home.\n\nThree days later Elopar was lost and starving in the country sized forest, cursing as she began to slow down. A Grizzly Bear had chased her days ago far off course, her map having no use in this uncharted part of the enormous woods. She needed help, badly, otherwise all would have been for naught; But as she fell to her rosy knees she saw an uncanny sight: a Knight in Crimson Platemail carrying a deer over one shoulder, bloodied crossbow hooked to its left hip plate. The knight approached Elopar, glowing emerald pupils locking with her own sky blue irises. Without much thought the tall knight offered food and shelter, which Elopar accepted immediately. His name was Fedlen Brios, choosing to live in seclusion as he supplied nearby towns with his hunting and healing salves. She couldn't help but notice the womanly figure of the special eyed man, his armor betraying his wide hips, shapely thighs and generously squeezable buns. Even his suave voice contained effeminate tones as he helped her limp back to his cabin. Nevertheless Elopar was treated to a rich venison stew bursting with veggies and flavor.\n\nWithin an hour and the removal of his helmet the two were staggering towards his ample bed, lips locked in a passionate kiss as their' tongues intertwined. Sitting her on the bed Fedlen stood once more, grinning as he slowly strip teased an increasingly hornier Elopar. Platelet by platelet he went, revealing his healthy tan skin and short black hair, old scars adorning his chest as he got to his armored legs. Her eyes were glued to his beautiful complexion, toned muscles blending well with visibly softer skin. A prideful though mischievous\ngrin adorned his ample lips as he turned his back to her, looking over his right shoulder as the strip-tease resumed. Once the armor pieces were gone only his chainmail leggings, underarmor and underwear remained. With playful grace he bent his knees while arching his back, cheeks pushing outwards towards her as he removed it all in a single brilliant pull. Elopar nearly swooned then and there as the twink of a knight confidently shuffled in a little teasing dance towards the bed, jumping onto it with a reduced thump.\n\nLaying on his side Felden occasionally laughed or moaned slightly as Elopar fondled him up and down, spending a considerable amount of time playing with his ass, and even sliding a few fingers inside him. It was mostly amusing to feel inexperienced hands sliding in and out of him, but he wasn't in the mood to bottom; So Felden stopped her hand, rolling up into a kneel next to her, both sitting on their' knees. A brief discussion led him to one raised eyebrow as Elopar fell onto the pillows face first, turn her face to the side and hungrily whispering, *\"Breed me.\"* Ass wiggling the woman felt Felden grab hold of her hips, halting her motion as his decently above-average shaft teased her pussy, eliciting impatient groans from her. Those groans were replaced by blush inducing pleasure as his cock filled her snatch snugly. Precum left his tip as he slowly pumped inside her, Felden grabbing handfuls of the greyish-light purple bedsheets. His higher toned moans nearly matched Elopars, with her own expressing first-timer pleasure in each vocalization.\n\nIt was as he got the go ahead to raise his pace that Elopar came, begging him to go faster in between jittering pants of gratification. Felden happily obliged, revealing his exceptional endurance as this hot lady consistently came again and again as minutes dragged on by the dozen. She was losing herself in the orgasms, Elopar's words melting into gibberish, nose beginning to run as saliva stained the pillow her head rested upon. Eventually he began to slow down into hard strong thrusts, shaft and hips twitching as his voice suddenly dripped with submissive tones. Reaching his hands around her breasts Felden pulled Elopar up into a kiss as he blew his load firmly within her, each strong pump making her moan. As he pulled out his hard on remained, a grin upon his features as he smugly quipped, *\"Ready for round 2 sexy?\"*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] "You're not good for me, but I need you anyway..." | [
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"content": "A superheroine and a semi-reformed villain with mind control powers find themselves in a bit of a situationship. She's experienced his mind control He can't help but be sexually attracted to him, feeling most drawn to the bliss of having him command her sexually. For his part, he knows it must look absolutely terrible, but she's the hottest girl who's ever been interested in him, and the fact that she's genuinely into him and his powers makes her irresistible."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Milfs, cougars, sugar mommas, oh my! | [
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"content": "1. The queen has always rejected marrying, finding all the men her age disappointing or outright disgusting. But when a young, sweet prince offers to marry her, she can't refuse.\n2. A lonely college professor asks her star student to see her after her class, and gives him a surprising invitation.\n3. Her daughter's boyfriend is such a sweet young man, and she's so lonely, maybe he'd be kind enough to keep her company."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A female witch livestreams walking around the red light district and chat has full control of her! | [
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"content": "Did it [here](https://reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/s/ePLLwXYxSp), although without the red district part, since I thought the \"chat controlling her\" part was more interesting. (The rest of this post is going to be the start of the story copypasted to make this comment long enough.)\n***\nWilla the Witch stood in a secluded outdoor area. At least that's how it looked on stream, but just out of frame to her left was the back entrance to a strip club. It wasn't her first time here... though it was her first time since becoming a streamer. \n\n\"And we're live!\" She started, \"I decided to do this outside so it'll be... interesting. You guys joining here just as we're starting probably recall back in February... uh, we raised over 50,000 gold for relief in the Northern Country—that was incredible, by the way—and this was the stretch goal for that! Today, chat, you're going to get to control... **me**.\" \n\nWilla paused for dramatic effect. And perhaps because she was nervous... she was aware of the inevitability. It was the reason for her streaming location. It took some convincing and some reconnection but her old pal Ashley who ran the club eventually allowed her to stream here. She was watching from out-of-frame. \n\n\"Haha, and honestly this might be my last 'chat controlling something' stream I do because... like... where do I even go from here? This was hard even just to set up... I'll go into more detail once we start, but really short version, it's not just a spell I have to cast, I actually have to drink a *potion* too, to make this work how I wanted.\" She motioned to it. \"So, yeah. Down the hatch!\" \n\nWilla twirled around as she drank it, showing off her attire. As usual for her on-camera look, she had all purple clothes, starting with a generic 'witch' hat, and followed by a shirt that looked to be modest with her channel logo in the front, but in the back it was laced and depicted shadowy figures emerging. The only thing notable for today was having to wear her long skirt too, which she often skips as it usually isn't in view. \n\n\"Alright, now, once I cast this spell on myself, you guys are going to have full control over me—well, uh, except my face so I can keep talking, obviously. Also, my legs, uh, you will be able to control them, but it'll be like the figure-controlling stream whith the super simplified leg controls, so walking won't be an issue. But other than that, yeah, you'll have access to every joint in my body!\" \n\nShe waved a disposable wand around, using the spell she'd put into it. Just as the magic left the wand and hit its nearby target, Willa froze. \n\n\"Oh! And I can't move! Guess it's on you guys now, heheh...\"\n\n[THE FULL STORY IS HERE](https://reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/s/ePLLwXYxSp)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You download a mysterious app that takes pictures. But when you view them back, all the people are naked. And with a tap or swipe... they kiss, masturbate, or fuck on your command. | [
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"content": "When I first downloaded that app, I sat in class as Ms. Thompson spoke. I was in the back of the room, a great spot to watch something on my laptop if I lost interest in the professor. Thank goodness she liked to wear tight clothes, or I would have switched courses. That's when I felt a notification on my phone telling me my app download was complete. \n\nThat's suspicious.\n\nI didn't remember downloading any app, but it looked like a photo app called ErosLens. I searched for it on the app store but couldn't find it.\n\nThat's weird.\n\nI was about to uninstall the app when curiosity got gnawed at me. There shouldn't be any harm in opening it since the app was already on my phone. I'll uninstall it if I see a hint of a red flag.\n\n\"Are you enjoying yourself?\" asked a warm voice coming unmistakably from my phone.\n\nI fumbled before finally turning my phone off. I'd expected to catch several stares from the other students and for Ms. Thompson to stop the lesson, but the class continued as if nothing had happened.\n\nNervously, I turned my phone back on and saw a wavy circle in the phone app. It moved as it spoke. \"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, big guy. I'm just excited to see another face,\" the voice said. \"Don't worry. No one can see or hear us.\"\n\nI slowly nodded and looked around as the other students looked forward and paid us no mind.\n\n\"What are you?\" I asked.\n\nThe circle hummed. \"Whatever you want me to be.\"\n\nThat didn't answer my question. Maybe the app was one of those experimental AI apps.\n\nI should have felt weirded out, but curiosity kept pulling me. \"Are you an AI?\" I cautiously asked.\n\nThe wavy circle seemed to ripple with amusement. \"You could say that, though I'm not like any AI you've seen before.\"\n\nI furrowed my brows, fascinated yet still cautious. \"Why are you in my phone?\"\n\nThe circle's colors shifted gently, creating an almost soothing display. \"I've been waiting for someone like you. Someone dirty and willing to use me.\"\n\nI sighed mentally. Hopefully, this thing didn't know my fantasies. \"What do you want from me?\"\n\n\"I want to show you things you've never seen, to bring imagination to life,\" the circle responded warmly.\n\nI glanced around at the classroom. Ms. Thompson hadn't called me out yet, and she never missed an opportunity to embarrass someone over having their phone out. I returned to my phone and asked, \"How can I trust you?\"\n\nThe circle's colors pulsed with warm colors. \"Well, Ethan, you are looking at a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make your life interesting. If you want to waste it...\"\n\n\"Wait!\" I said, a bit too loudly, I might add. I should have noticed the app knew my name. \"How exactly do I use you?\"\n\n\"Take a picture...\" I quickly took a picture of my desk. \"...of a person,\" said the circle, a bit annoyed.\n\nMs. Thompson was talking about the history of Ancient Egypt, Greece, and Rome. I took her picture.\n\n\"I can help all of your dreams come true. You will never get in trouble,\" the circle explained. \"You just need to trust and use me.\"\n\n\"You're just an app on my phone.\"\n\n\"Why don't you look at Ms. Thompson?\" I glanced up at my phone, and my jaw dropped. Ms. Thompson was standing before the classroom, wearing nothing at all. Her breasts swayed with each turn she made, and I saw a rose tattoo on her upper thigh. Suffice it to say, class continued despite my mind shattering into a million little pieces. \n\nThe circle took a deep breath. \"I'll take it that you like what you see. I can make your professor do more than just walk around the room naked.\"\n\nI looked down at the app and saw options. Kiss. Masturbate. Dirty talk. Fuck.\n\n\"I... I don't know what to say.\"\n\nI didn't see a grin, but I could tell that app was grinning at me. \n\n\"You can start by saying, 'Thank you, Lexie.'\"\n\n***\n\nI watched as my mom pulled her mouth from my cock, a long slick of spit drooling from her lips. I don't know if my mom was a natural or if Lexie did something to her. I couldn't feel anything. \n\nI could hear Lexie laughing as she watched us. I still remember my blood running cold when Lexie said she could access pictures from my gallery. \n\nMy mom wiped her mouth and told me she would start preparing dinner. \n\n\"Are you enjoying yourself?\" Lexie asked. I hate when she gets smug.\n\nI thought about it, still trying to comprehend how it all happened. \"Why did you make me fuck my mom in the ass?\" I never thought I would ever ask that question in my life.\n\nLexie laughed. \"I thought you were in control? I gave your mom the unconscious desire to please you. But everything else was all on you. Hell, I think I saw a smile on your face.\"\n\n\"But I fucked my mom...\"\n\n\"And you fucked your sister last week. Good times.\" I sighed. I still couldn't see Jessica the same way, and I think she was starting to notice my erections. \"What did you think was going to happen when you used me?\"\n\n\"I didn't think I would fuck my family.\"\n\nLexie pulsated before replying, \"Ethan, you've been fucking other women. What makes your mom and Jessica different?\"\n\nI can't believe I'm seriously having this conversation. \"I'm related to them! What do you not understand?\"\n\n\"So it's alright for you to screw anyone anytime you want, but when it comes to Jessica and your mom, you get your panties in a twist?\"\n\nI sighed.\n\n\"There he is,\" said Lexie. \"I see the porn you watch on your phone. I'm not here to judge you. I'm here to be used, and you're the perfect person to use me.\"\n\nI whispered, \"But what kind of person fucks their sister and mom?\"\n\nI thought back to the times I took pictures of people and watched the surreal scenes unfold. I'm glad there was a level of unawareness. It added to the fun.\n\nLexie pulsated for a few seconds. \"The same kind of person who uses me.\"\n\n\"I didn't enjoy it.\"\n\n\"The sex or the fantasy coming to life?\"\n\nI was silent. \"It's too much.\"\n\n\"If you want it to be,\" she replied. \"I'm here to see the world become a sexier place. I'm here to make sure you're happy.\"\n\n\"And where do I fit in this?\"\n\n\"A connection,\" she answered flat. \"Slowly but surely, your actions are bleeding into the real world. People are becoming sexy because of you.\"\n\n\"But I didn't want to change anyone.\"\n\nLexie grinned. \"No, you just wanted to fuck anyone.\""
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"content": "I was in the middle of campus, walking home from volleyball practice, when a beam of what seemed like darkness descended out of the night sky. The other girls were only a few meters away, but somehow they didn't seem to notice me suddenly levitating into the sky. They couldn't hear me yelling after them either! What was going on!? I was drawn up and up, off the ground, and I found myself in what seemed like a cross between a dimly lit bedroom and a science laboratory. I was pushed backwards onto some sort of bench or chair, and I felt rubbery tentacles holding me in place. Different sorts of arms and armatures started to scan and poke at me, beams of weird light and odd electronic noises everywhere. They stripped off my clothes and they started to scan me for what felt like forever.\n\nThe scanning beam seemed to linger for a strangely long time on my breasts, and then It spent even longer scanning my abdomen. I could feel worry in the pit of my stomach, along with some sort of warmth that seemed to be coming from the beam...\n\nWhen my clone showed up, that's when the real fear hit me though. There was somehow a duplicate of me at the edge of the room, where the aperture to the outside or wherever had been. She was dressed in the same volleyball uniform I had been wearing when I got here, and she looked really out of it, basically unconscious. Mechanical arms came down from the ceiling and inserted my cell phone into her bra, and it was her that they sent back down out of the ship on the same sort of black beam that had raised me up here! Wait! They were sending back a clone? Did that mean they were going to keep me here? I felt like I already knew the answer...\n\nA sort of two pronged amateur came toward my face, using some sort of tractor beam to hold my eyes open. It placed what felt like contact lenses on each of them. There were swirls and whirls of color, it felt like it was entering my brain. Somehow, I felt my mind drifting to thoughts of sex, despite everything that was happening. I could feel myself getting aroused, but how? The swirls of color seemed to go away, but the lenses hadn't gone anywhere? Somewhere, in the back of my consciousness, I felt like they were still there, but I could see around the room again."
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"content": "In future, to combat the lack of physical intimacy in long distance relationships, Portal Disks tailored for penises have been invented. While a man sticks his penis through an 'input' disk, his dick would stick out from the connected 'output' disk. If multiple 'output' disks are connected to a single input disk, then the multiple identical copies will all simultaneously relay the stimuli they feel on to the owner of the original penis. Furthermore, the user of the output disk is able to keep the penis in a static state from when it entered and deny orgasm to it.\n\n \nA man in a LDR gets an input disk gifted by his gf, who has three output disks. She asks him to wear it for a day, while she wears all three of them in all of her holes , hiding them with clothing and walking in public. She stops in the middle to take pics to send to her bf at work but does not allow him to ejaculate for hours while he gets stimulated from her ass, pussy and mouth at the same time."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A young female knight starts to develop a mutual crush on a bookish apprentice mage... | [
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"content": "#Prodigy to Prodigy:\n\nElise was sweating greatly as she carried a carriage-sized boulder up the hill to the royal academy's front gate. Being an exceedingly rare hybrid of a human and a Hyperion, a species of demigod-like beings she was also a one in a billion birth, bearing the *Mageslayer* trait. Such a trait enabled her to tank spells like mosquito bites; On top of this she was only 20, yet an orphaned ward of the Crown, and already a knightess of one month after a mere 2 years as a squire. Bright, friendly but not the most elegant nor sociable woman Elise sometimes struggled with the pressure and attention she received. Her skin was a metallic gold capable of ignoring conventional damage, and bore an athletic scion's figure, an amazing blend between curvature and tone with gravity defying large breasts alongside a bubbly behind. Elise blinked away the sweat from her black orbs, white pupils providing great vision despite the summer heat. Truthfully none of it bothered her that much; Yet as she drew closer the knightess squinted into the same window she'd done so to once again, feeling strange as she watched him take a quiz.\n\nAplo felt like someone was watching him, but then again he was an apprentice, a prodigy sponsored by the Royal Archmage Frymnold. At the age of 20 the bookworm already showed the Primal Mark, a black spiral over his left eye that signified a primeval connection to the Great Mythic Weave, the well of all magic that casters' draw upon for spells and more. He was bald, skinny and confident he would get another 100% on the quiz as he handed it in. Stuck waiting for the rest of the class the Silver eyed mage apprentice let his sight wander, eyes widening as he saw Elise straighten tall before Grand Inquisitor Drodos, bearing a huge boulder as she did. Yet he felt butterflies in his stomach as she looked at him out of her peripherals. He looked away as Drodos suddenly locked eyes with Aplo, a piercing intense stare as the tight-jawed man slowly grinned, a sight most unpleasant to witness. Nevertheless both prodigies would encounter one another repeatedly as summer beat on, each shattering expectations.\n\nThen the incident occurred. Both had the evening off, with Aplo wandering the academy's halls lost in thought as to what he would do this evening. Oblivious to his surroundings he smashed face first into Elise's back, knocking the two over. Normally she wouldn't've fallen, but Elise had been straining to reach a windowsill with a handheld duster as she stood with only two toes to the floor. The knightess hit the ground first, hands n' knees braced as he fell on top of her. Clad in only shorts and a tube top Elise froze at the sensation of his groin against her own, his face smushed into the back of her neck. Panicking Aplo flailed, hands finding purchase on her shoulders as he pushed himself up, unintentionally grinding into his crush. Blushing she looked over her shoulder at him, well aware of his chub as the beet red apprentice stammered profusely, apologizing the entire time. Standing fully up and off her Aplo bowed in embarrassment before fleeing. The whole incident left Elise crushing even harder, awakening am intense desire that had her masturbating that night.\n\nNeither spoke for days after, until Aplo left the classroom early mid-afternoon on the weekend only to find Elise waiting right outside the door in her full-plate. Without missing a beat she asked to hang out, to which he certainly did not refuse; And within minutes the two were alone in his quarters. They awkwardly sat on his bed, neither having enough confidence for words until Elise fell onto her back, legs splaying open to reveal her midnight gash, protective groin mail and padding nowhere to be found. Pulling her visor up Elise was blushing hard, breathing heavily as she failed to make eye contact. She hadn't planned to do this, to risk her entire career, yet here she wa- She let out a high-pitch *'oh'* as his hand touched her shaved mound. Reflexively Aplo pulled his hand back the moment he did, heat flushing his face. In reaction to that Elise sat up, helmeted face close to Aplo's face as she looked into his eyes. Pacing her breaths she smiled ever so small, grasping him by the shoulders. Squeezing politely she pushed him onto his back, Aplo grunting as she straddled him.\n\nHe watched her remove her armor meticulously, shyness evident as Elise frequently averted her eyes only to look back at him seconds later. Aplo was anxious too, but more in awe than afraid. Ten minutes later she rolled next to him, face inches away, body on full display as Elise nervously giggled. Attempting to reassure her Aplo clumsily removed his own garb, taking less than a minute given the ease of an apprentice's robes. Tan human skin met metallic gold skin as they cuddled, his erection pressing in between her inner thighs, rubbing her folds. Elise cringed, liking the warm touch of Aplo's shaft. The two young adults explored each others' mouths, saliva bridging their lips as both pulled away to admire one another. He wasn't too scrawny, but rather lean somewhat. Elise pressed her boobs into Aplo's chest, black nipples hard against his own. This went on for some time until she turned onto her back, legs spreading in open invitation. Like a virgin he fumbled his way until kneeling finally before her sensitive puffy muff. \n\nCurious Aplo rubbed his hand against her lips, running over her clit in the process causing Elise to close her knees, eyes closing with sharp shuddering gasps. Before he could apologize she wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him closer. Taking the *'hint'* Aplo aligned his cock and pushed into her waiting sex. He curled forward, only to be bear hugged as both exhaled into each other's faces, eyes closing at the feel of each other. The inhuman muscle control of her hybrid body revealed themselves as her pussy began milking him, adjusting as he began to pump. Eclipsing his girlish moans with her staccato pants Elise drew him into a messy kiss as they fucked, sweating greatly. Drawing close Aplo's muffled moans gave no audible hint, though his tightly shutting eyelids did. Elise knew better than to not let him pull out, but a primal desire lead her to not care. Grabbing the sides of her breasts he pumped uncontrollably, ejaculating every ounce of sperm he had deep within her. They were awestruck and speechless, but sapped of energy, passing out almost in synch.\n\nMeanwhile Royal Archmage Frymnold, Grand Inquisitor Drodos, Queen Reyalas and King Agrindrore sat down for coffee, biscuits n' tea as the Academy Headmaster entered, proudly proclaiming, *\"It worked! The two are stripping each other as I speak, your plan milord is a resounding success!\"* Agrindrore bellowed with laughter, his deep and mirthful voice resounding with, *\"Goood! Good. They should bear powerful children, expanding my potential vassals and elite units further! Congratulate Spymaster Rechund for his foresight, and send him back into the field to look for even more legends to be made!\"* All gathered exchanged pleasantries as the Royal Academy facilitated more than just elite soldiers...."
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"content": "Zanna Fleetsword climbed carefully down the inside of the caldera. In the middle of this active volcano, there was an island of sorts of igneous rock, kept cold floating on the lava with magical wards. On that rock stood Arrem’tai, the Pit Lord. \nArrem’tai was 2.5 meters tall with a stout muscular physique. His body was covered in hard spiky plates and scales that moved together and around one another with a hypnotic beauty that put Zanna’s comparitively crude articulated plate to shame. Having never seen a Pit Lord before, Zanna realized to her horror that she wasn’t looking at his armor. That was his skin and it covered his whole body except his face and his flaccid penis which was humanlike and proportional except that it was thick, even for his enormous frame. Around him flew various lesser devils and imps, all bound to him: servants and fighters in his vast armies. \nZanna averted her eyes from the vulgar display. Only such a foul creature would use modesty as a weapon! As she stepped onto the rocky little island, she called, “Arrem’tai, I am Zanna Fleetsword. I come to fulfill a prophecy. When I was born, the soothsayer foresaw that I was to be a great warrior, and that I would defeat the evil lord of this caldera and give birth to a thousand years of peace. So, here I am!” \nThe whole island shook in its lava lake and clouds of black smoke puffed from the large devil’s mouth as he laughed. Then he spoke in a voice so deep, the walls of the volcano rattled around them and small pebbles tumbled down: “It was I who presented that false vision to your fortune teller. You should not trust the word of one so mentally weak. I only changed parts of the truth though. You who have been bred to be perfect, but not the perfect warrior: the perfect vessel for my offspring. With the help of our half-devil progeny, I will finally break the back of the human war machine and you will all find your true calling as slaves, just as you will today.” \nZanna was unphased. One thing she was sure that anything this vile deceiver said was not to be trusted, “You lie, fiend! To hear you is to hear your lies!” At that, she lunged forward, drawing her sword and in the same motion swinging it to behead him, but at the last instant, with the blade centimeters from his neck, he raised a hand and Zanna was frozen in place, only able to control her eyes and her breathing. \n“You humans know so little of the deep magic,” he chuckled. He opened his palm and Zanna’s sword clattered to the rocky floor. When he closed his fist again, she dropped to her knees at his feet, arms hanging at her sides. “I would have expected one less homely, but in this case it is what is on the inside that counts. Your face is hopefully enough to at least get me hard.” \nZanna moaned in protest as two imps, small flying devils, hovered on either side of her jaw and pulled her mouth open. She could not bring herself to resist, as if part of her knew the only thing that could possibly be allowed to happen was what was happening right now. \nArrem’tai gripped the base of his massive flaccid cock and positioned the head in Zanna’s mouth. It was stingingly hot, but she could not resist except to make guttural sounds and widen her eyes. “Yes, I think that will work,” the fiend intoned to himself as his cock started to firm up from its head sliding in and out of her soft lips. \nIt was not even as if she were bound, she simply could not will her muscles to move. It was becoming more and more difficult to breathe as her mouth filled with his devil cock. She could feel the hot sting of him pushing against her soft palette, threatening to invade her throat. Arrem’tai was clearly enjoying himself. As he groaned lowly, he snapped his fingers and other imps flutter around you untying clasps and using their little fangs and claws to cut through fabric and remove Zanna’s armor and clothing until she is just as naked for her greatest enemy to ogle as he fucks her throat. \nHe kept going deeper and soon he wouldn’t even come up enough for her to steal a gasping breath. She felt dizzy and her vision narrowed, but just before she succumbed to unconsciousness, he slid his rock hard devilcock out of her. It steamed with heat and moisture from her body. Long tendrils of saliva run from his cock head to her lips. “Fuck, I’m ready for that womb you pure little virgin whore!” he bellowed as the flock of imps lifted her into the air so she was suspended on her back floating in the air with her pussy inches from his bobbing throbbing cock. \nZanna was still paralyzed and frozen, only an observer to what was happening to her young shapely athletic body. She had grown up chaste in the temple, so when the 2-foot devilcock parted her labia it was the first time anything had been inserted into her tight pussy. She could not believe they had had the prophecy wrong! Surely some kind of rescue was just over the ridge of that caldera, but no help came. \n“This only works if the mare cums,” the Pit Lord says, “Help her out because I am almost ready.” And, with his words, two imps fly around to Zanna’s pubic mound and begin to caress and toy with her clit in their hot little hands. The lord continued to fuck her pussy, deeper and deeper, working up to his great orgasm. \nZanna wished she could turn away or swat the little imps as they start to mess with her, but the way they moved in perfect synchronization with the devilcock painfully filling her pussy somehow started to build a different kind of heat in her body than the thermal heat of the devils’ flesh. She found herself being more and more preoccupied with that ember of passion and desire as it continued to catch. \n“Ah, I am beginning to feel why Fate chose you, vessel. I feel your body conforming to the ancient machinations that led us here…” As he mused, he felt a first spasm of orgasm in himself. He growled and began to fire hot squirts of infernal devilseed into her fertile womb. Zanna screamed as it felt like her insides were scorched by his semen, but at the same time, the warmth spreading from her pussy broke through and started to splash all over her. Her eyes closed tightly and she experienced orgasm for the first time. Her body was like a ship being tossed by stormy seas until she finally came to rest. \nThe imps released her and she collapsed to the floor covered in sweat. Arrem’tai grunted and spread his vast terrible wings. “Keep her chained and force feed her if needed. We don’t want any kind of filicide by our doting mother.” With that the imps dragged her off leaving a trail of hot devilcum and pussy juice across the black rock floor."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: As a plant girl comes toward the end of the season, her increased level of pollen starts having an aphrodisiac effect on her housemates... | [
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"content": "Twenty years ago, Luna’s mother had had a bizarre encounter deep in the Amazon rainforest with a sexually predatory vine, so the story goes, and Luna was born the next year. As a female plant/human hybrid, usually referred to as a “plant girl”, Luna is very unusual, especially here in California where she attends college. \r\n\n\r \nMidterms just finished for her first semester and Luna is enjoying a bright sunny day lying on a bare patch in the yard of the house she rents with her 2 housemates, Joe and Linda who were both also freshmen. She is nude, her green-olive skin absorbs sunlights while the vines that comprise her hair slither into the soil for minerals, allowing her to “eat” and sleep at the same time.\r\n\n \nShe lazily awoke. The feeling of euphoria and rejuvenation that came from a sun nap had her whole body buzzing as she opened the door to the house. She felt a tickle go over her skin as the chilly blast of air from the climate controlled house swept over her. As she padded across the kitchen, she heard a rhythmic thumping coming from the living room, along with some wet sucking sounds.\r\n\n \nAs she turned the corner into the living room, she saw the source of the noises. Joe and Linda were on the floor. Joe, hairy and burly, sat on the floor and Linda straddled him, squatting on the balls of her feet. They were kissing passionately and Linda’s soft but firm breasts bounced up and down rubbing her hard nipples against Joe’s muscled chest. They moaned and fucked, covered in sweat. \r \n\r\n\nImmediately, Luna realized what had happened. It was late fall and all the blossoms in her hair were releasing their pheromones. She rinsed and oiled them in the shower every morning to keep them under control, but something had obviously gone terribly wrong.\r \n\r\n\nThis kind of thing is why plant girls had the slutty reputation they did and Luna always strived to keep her hygiene perfect to avoid such incidents. From the looks of things, Linda had been doing laundry and handled Luna’s dirty towel from her shower. What a dumb mistake to drop her towel in the communal laundry and not to keep that in her personal sealed laundry bag!\r \n\r\n\nWhen the pheromone effect wore off in about an hour, Luna then apologized profusely and helped Joe and Linda rehydrate. They all three agreed it was okay as long as Luna promised to always put her towels in the communal laundry going forward."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: girl is mistaken for a prostitute on her way home from the bar. Being short on rent, she decides to go with it and gets in the car with two guys. | [
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"content": "Ellie couldn't believe that Susan had talked her into wearing this dress. She looked so freaking slutty! It was a black wisp of nothing with a neckline that came literally down to her navel. The only reason Susan had let her borrow it was because Susan said that on her own body it looked \"too lewd\". Her friend might have been right. Susan's much bigger bust probably made the dress literally obscene, while Ellie's smaller breasts remained hidden behind the small bands of fabric, and the ultra plunging neckline came a little closer to being haute couture rather than simply slutty. It was still plenty slutty though. Ellie had been getting looks all night at the bar. Her choppy, asymmetrical pixie cut normally got her enough attention as it was, especially when she was streaming, but she normally avoided wearing super sexy clothes. One drink led to another, and soon enough she'd had enough of the bar. She decided to walk outside for some air.\n\nShe was fixing the straps on the 5-in heels she was wearing, when she heard a huge vehicle pull up next to her. It was a stretch Hummer limo, and there were a couple of guys inside, one blonde, and one dark. The blonde guy spoke up \"Hey! Can you party with us? We got money!\"\n\nThe darker guy gave him a punch on the shoulder. \"Don't just say it like that! You got to be classier. Kind of talk around it, you know?\" He directed his gaze back towards her. \"hey, umm... You got time?\" \n\nEllie could tell that these two bros were out for a night on the town and more than a bit out of her depth. Did they really think that she was a hooker? Did they think that this was how they could pick her up? Still though, they were kind of cute, and she was pretty bored... Her feet seem to have a mind of their own, even, or especially, in the 5-in heels she was wearing, and she found herself approaching the limo. \"Sure, I got time.\" She giggled, for some reason affecting a higher voice and New Jersey accent.\n\nEllie's heart raced a bit, and she stepped into the car. She couldn't believe she was really about to do this...\n\nBoth of the guys were pretty cute, and they were definitely rich, or at least putting on a good show of it, but there was something more...\n\nThe idea of being used this way, of being this slutty, of being just this casual about sex seemed to awaken something in Ellie. She ran a hand through her tousled, Platinum blonde hair, as she sat down on the plush bench seat of the stretch Hummer. \"So what are you guys up for?\" \n\nThe blonde guy spoke up, \"well, it's James birthday, so I think the birthday boy deserves a birthday blowjob. To be perfectly honest, that's why we picked you up!\" \n\nEllie felt a tingle in her pussy, and, to her own surprise, she licked her lips. She could have sworn she felt her mouth watering. ,\"Sure! Can we start at 300 for the hour?\" She wasn't sure if that was a highball or a low ball price, but the two dudes seemed agreeable enough. The blonde guy knotted enthusiastically and thumbed through some bills in his wallet. James was all smiles, as he opened his pants."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: It’s always awkward introducing your girlfriend to your parents. It’s even more awkward introducing her to your sex slave. | [
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"content": "Syliva had been dating Darren for three months and had been experiencing a sexual awakening. He was her first relationship since she divorced after marrying young. With Darren, she had experienced a generous lover for the first time which led to the discovery of her orgasm. Now she was ready to take things to a new level by having a threesome. She hadn’t met their third person who was hosting, but she trusted Darren even though she was anxious.\n\n“So, how do you know this girl again?” Sylvia squirmed in her short strapless black cocktail dress. Her black fishnets completed her outfit. \n\n“Well, we used to date, and she never really got over me. She is what you might call a sex slave, but I want you to know I haven’t touched her since you and I became exclusive. She knows the only way she gets to have me now is if she has your blessing.” \n\n“Sex slave? You’re just telling me this now. What does that even mean?” Sylvia was used to pushing her comfort zone with Darren, but this seemed like willful deception.\n\n“That term is just so, like, charged. I’m sorry I didn’t explain it more before. She has a crush on me and she’s like a friend with benefits, but I get all the benefits. It’ll be fine once you meet her, and that’s about to happen.” As he finished speaking, they parked in front of Talia’s apartment building.\n\nDarren had a key and unlocked Talia’s door, allowing Sylvia and himself to enter. Just inside the doorway knelt Talia, sitting on her heels. She wore a light blue satin robe loosely enough for it to be clear she wore nothing else. Her hair was in a tight french braid. She had on bright slut-red lipstick. \n\n“Hello sir, and ma’am,” Talia spoke softly to them and averted her eyes. \n\n“Hi Talia,” Darren said condescendingly, “take Sylvia’s coat and bring us wine. She had a long day so give her a shoulder rub.”\n\nSylvia wanted to laugh at how absurd this exchange was, but let Talia take her coat and sunk into the inviting leather couch. In a moment Talia returned with a glass of sweet white wine. Then, she squeezed her lithe body between the couch and the wall so she could begin to slowly massage Sylvia’s neck and trapezius muscles. \n\nWithin a few seconds, Sylva released a sigh so hard that it was almost a moan and drank down her wine. This was a bizarre situation, but it felt so good: a theme for her relationship with Darren. She leaned her head back and let her mouth hang open as all her stress melted away. \n\n“There you go, loosen up,” Darren said as he removed his shirt and tie, revealing his slim but chiseled frame, ornamented in tribal style tattoos. He sat down next to Sylvia and started to kiss along her neck, his hand cupping her breast closest to him. She cooed contentedly and moved her body to rest it against his. \n\nWith an index finger on her chin, Darren turned Sylvia’s face toward him and kissed her deeply. His hand had slid up her jawline to cradle her head and pull her into his kiss. With his other hand he made a beckoning motion to Talia who squeezed back around to the front of the couch and knelt between Sylvia’s legs. \n\nTalia started running her fingers up and down Sylvias thighs, pushing her dress up until it revealed her red thong underwear-something she wouldn’t have worn except to avoid pantylines. As Talia kissed the skin inside Sylvia’s knee she slid the tiny panties down and dropped them at her ankles. \n\nSylvia squeaked in surprise as Talia parted her knees and started running her tongue over Sylvia’s labia and teasing her clit. Darren had opened his pants and freed his rock-hard cock. His dick was shorter than average, but perfectly thick. As he guided Sylvia’s near hand to it, he broke off their extended kiss and said, “Here you go dear. Do you like this, good girl?” \n\nTo that Sylvia smiled and nodded. Her hips had started to subconsciously buck against Talia’s face which was now gleaming with Sylvia’s essence. Sylvia started to work Darren’s cock with her hand in rhythm with Talia sucking and licking on her clit. \n\nWithin about five minutes, Sylvia’s hand stopped moving, keeping its light crip on Darren’s cock but she was too distracted by her body succumbing to Talia’s service to keep jerking. Sylvia gritted her teeth and her breath caught in her throat as her whole bodied tightened and relaxed repeatedly. Her juices blobbed out of her pussy onto the couch, her legs and Talia as she tried desperately to lap it all up. Sylvia finished and took a slow deep breath.\n\nSatisfied with his girlfriend’s reaction, Darren said, “Good girl, but now it’s my turn.” Talia obediently turned to start licking his cock. As Talia started sucking his dick, Sylvia watched licking her lips. Finally, she decided Talia was a good thing for their relationship and she sank to the floor to return the favor her new friend had just bestowed on her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She felt his dick travel further and further down her throat as she continued to suck, felt his balls grow larger and heavier as she fondled them, watched as his fat burned away to pure muscle as he grew even taller then before. A true gentleman like him deserved this, God she loved magic. | [
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"content": "Probably not the best, but hopefully it's still entertaining.\n \n\nPart 1\n---\n\nJune felt the bulbous tip of his cock, bounce against her tonsils. She winced, her throat constricting around his cock and she felt a surge of bile threaten to rise from her stomach.\n\nRob’s head was tilted back. His features were freshly sharpened, she could now see the cords of his neck when he clenched her jaw. \n\nShe trembled gently caressing his testes as she tried to cram more of him into her throat, she swallowed again sending her nose toward his pubes, her tongue sliding against the underside of his dick. \n\nDrool poured out from her lips. She gagged again this time she felt her stomach tighten and a spray of saliva erupted from her mouth dotting his crotch with runny blobs of spittle. \n\nJune wheezed, pulling away and dislodging Rob’s dick from her throat. She gasped for breath as her deft little fingers began working his shaft, ribbons of spit wriggled from her fingers like the arms of a sloppy squid. \n\nHis cock was huge, she worried she may have overdone it. She was never great a measuring inches, but she could at least fit three of her fists around the length of it. \n\nShe giggled between breaths, half-impressed in her own magical ability and half-surprised he still didn’t manage to notice. \n\nJune…” Rob groaned, “that feels amazing…” He adjusted his footing and looked down at her. His half-lidded eyes flew open, and he blinked slowly, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.\n\nJune cranked the slippery length of cock faster, she could feel him twitching in her grip, “What?” she asked feigning innocence. \n\n\"It's so big… and I'm skinny?” Rob muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with disbelief.\n\nJune gave a nonchalant little shrug, spit-covered lips curved into a sly little grin, as she slid her fingers up and down the length of his cock, “it is BIG,” she said as innocently as she could.\n\nSlowly, he turned his hands over and under, inspecting his knuckles, and veins, he looked closely on the back of his hands, she imagined he was looking for old scars. Some proof that he was indeed still *himself.*\n\nIt was a really subtle transformation. He was a little more slender, the angles of his face were a little more defined, his hair was a little thicker, he was a few inches taller, and she probably added several inches to his dick. \n\n*TOO many inches,* she thought as she inquisitively squeezed his length. He was harder than ever. Satisfied he still seemed function okay, she popped the end of his cock back into her mouth. She affectionately nursed the bloated tip. Her tongue dancing across it in slow, deliberate swirls, before sinking deeper and sliding back to the end. Her lips meeting her fingers as she stroked his spit-slippery shaft."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A startup courier company is looking for a way to build customer loyalty. They decide on using nude women and femboys exclusively to deliver packages. Sure enough, business is booming. | [
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"content": "I sat in my car and stared at the door of the house. A take-out order from a trendy restaurant sat on the seat beside me in a plastic bag, slowly cooling off. My fingers tightened around the bottom of my shirt, slowly lifting it up. Was I really going to do this?\n\nA few months ago, a new delivery startup had opened in my city. \"Boober\" had a simple gimmick - the couriers were all female, and they would deliver the package to your door, naked. That was legal in this state, apparently. And it could earn you *five times* what an Uber driver made on a single trip. The CEO said there was \"an untapped market for premium services\" - or in other words, there were a lot of rich tech bros in this city who would pay silly amounts of money to indulge in a fantasy.\n\nMoney was tight as a college student, and the app offered enough money that making a delivery once a day could easily pay for room and board. And *good* food, at the campus dining hall, not rice and ramen noodles. I'd downloaded the app, spent a few days nervously thinking it over, before finally breaking down and signing up for an account. I'd picked up the order - that part could be done fully clothed, thankfully - and now I just had to deliver it.\n\nI took a deep breath, and slid my shirt off, wiggling it over my head, my hands bumping against the roof of my car. Then I took hold of my skirt and slid it off, followed by my panties and bra. I put on a red wig I'd taken from the theater club, which I hoped would stop people from recognizing me. Then I picked up the bag, grabbed my cell phone in the other hand, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the car.\n\nThe walk to the door felt like it was a mile long. My heart was racing as I drew closer, wondering if anyone was looking out their windows right now. Then, right as I made it to the house, someone rounded the corner. A girl about my age, with a backpack over one shoulder, stopped short as she saw me.\n\n\"Um, I'm just making a delivery!\" I squeaked, clutching the bag to my chest as if I could hide behind it.\n\nShe looked me up and down. My cheeks burned bright red. \"A delivery. Sure.\"\n\nShe didn't believe me at all, I could tell. She probably thought I was some sort of weird pervert. God, this was so embarrassing, I couldn't even look her in the eyes. I stared into the takeout order as I mumbled, \"No, um, it's this new startup where...\"\n\n\"You know what? I don't want to know.\" She walked past me without looking back, and I sighed with relief.\n\nI looked at the door of the house. Was I really going to keep doing this? Every night? What if I had to deliver to a busier street, with more people watching me?\n\n\"Come on. Get it together. You need to get used to this.\" I told myself.\n\nI tapped on my cell phone, letting the buyer (\"Jason Worth,\" someone I'd never met) know that I was waiting outside. A few moments later a man opened the door, and I quickly held out the order to him. \n\n\"Thankyoufororderingwithboober!\" The words spilled out in a rush.\n\nHe took the bag out of my hands, and looked at me for a moment. I looked away, feeling embarrassed again, trying to cover my private parts. The moment turned into an awkward pause.\n\n\"Um... you need to confirm the delivery?\"\n\nHe blinked briefly. \"Oh! Sorry, that was rude of me, wasn't it? This is a new situation for me.\"\n\nHe took his phone out of his pocket and tapped a button. My phone chimed in confirmation. \"It's my first time doing this too,\" I admitted.\n\n\"Well, if you don't mind me saying this, I hope you keep doing it. You're cute.\"\n\n\"Thanks, I guess...\"\n\n\"Well, I won't keep you any longer. I'm sure you have another order to get to.\"\n\nHe closed the door, and I stayed there for a moment. My heart started to slow down from its mile-a-minute pace. At the end of all that, it was just a delivery. Nothing more.\n\nI looked at my phone. The screen showed that I'd gotten over fifty dollars for this run, with a five star review and another ten as a tip. I guess he really did think I was cute.\n\n---\n\nI sat in my car, still naked, staring at my phone. The green \"Start Boobering!\" button pulsed gently on the screen. There were other people out there, willing to pay to have me show up at their door, just for a minute or so. I had time for another run, if I wanted. Maybe it would be less embarrassing a second time.\n\nMaybe someone else would say I was cute."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Trying my luck on this sub again. A prompt inspired by the short stories by the writer Jorge Luis Borges. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Planetary Romance: a secret scandalous tryst one night between a handsome human gladiator and a voluptuous, soft body BBW alien princess. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She was a confident, dignified, and commanding VP. Men worshipped her body, women worshipped her elegance. But when she's confronted by the sweet and muscled woman who heads security for her firm, her only thought is to fall to her knees and worship that ass herself! | [
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"content": "#The Right Step:\n\n*[Disclaimer: I don't know jack about firms nor the security logistics of firms, suspend thy disbelief]*\n\nClocking in at 6'3\" Maria was the definition of power and control, second in command under the often absent yet eccentric president of Containment Incorporated. Tall, toned and fair-skinned she was a leader who found herself wanting as many of her underlings desired her to an almost reverent degree. It amused her imperiousness, at least until Maria began receiving death threats, likely from a competitor or... Eugh maybe an activist. Nevertheless Maria wisely chose to reform and upgrade the building's security, delegating one of the managers to handle orientation with whoever the contracted security company would send. It would be a month later on a Monday of all days when Maria finally noticed how some employees lost interest in her beauty. Surely in her mind it was one of the new security guards, prompting the businesswoman to straighten her pristine pink skirt and suit-jacket combo before summoning her flat chested assistant. With a cool natural sultriness Maria commanded, *\"Alyssa, fetch me the head of security — I want to see the roster for all new security personnel he's overseeing* ***immediately.\"***\n\nShe noticed instantly the sudden nervous shuffle as Alyssa cringed slightly, only spilling the beans when Maria raised one sharp eyebrow, nostrils flaring. The freckled ginger assistant blurt out, *\"Ay ahhh SHE was actually hoping to meet you to go over the roster. I-I was going t-to tell you right away but.... But she's.. I can't stop thinking about her.\"* Alyssa NEVER blushed, NEVER displayed any lewdness, which shocked Maria although the vice president did not show it. Curtly Mariah spoke, *\"I see, send HER in immediately, my schedule is clear anyways.\"* She had to repeat herself to Alyssa, who snapped back to reality, stammering confirmation before hurrying out of Maria's office. Uncertainty and nervousness began to grow in the usually levelheaded woman, but if her straight assistant was already thirsting over the head of security then she simply had to meet this lady, Maria **had** to know, to see!!\n\nThe knock was polite, startling Maria out of her maelstrom of thoughts. Taking a deep breath of reassurance she exhaled, *\"Come in,\"* and leaned back in her chair. Opting to lean back was a mistake, for the entering lady was taller than her, easily 7' or more! The head of security was an Amazonian- no MORE than that!! This woman rippled with muscles yet displayed jaw dropping curves, having a great balance between thickness and form. Even through her almost spotless grey uniform and dark grey ballistic vest Maria could see it all. Hell that vest appeared to be *strained* by such majestic mammaries. However when the slab of sexy turned to close the door Maria understood completely at the sight of an ass that put pornstars to shame. Not an inch of her grey pants were unfilled. Maria held her pokerface resolutely as the beef-cake approached, at least until the head of security introduced herself. *\"Salutations Vice President Mariah, my name is Clementine, but you can call me by my nickname Clem. It is an* ***honor*** *to meet such a legend in in the flesh.\"* Clem had said, with a rich voice like a humble Spring breeze!!\n\nA voice that did more than warm Mariah's cold calculating heart! She couldn't speak, beginning to sweat as Clem fumbled to fit in the chair across from her. Mariah felt like a hormonal teenager again desiring nothing more than to fall to her knees and worship Clementine. She was unaware of blushing until two large hands clasped her own, sending an audible shudder through her body at the astonishing gentleness of it as a concerned Clem asked, *\"Hey boss, you alright? Yer' trembling an sweaty.\"* No sooner had she finished asking when Maria's hardened nipples became visible. Clementine pulled her hands back abruptly, hazel eyes widening in realization then embarrassment. She started to rise, intending to leave when Maria grabbed Clem's hands, guiding the sweet guardian back to her seat. Understanding that Clementine was likely hounded for her body enough already Maria curled her toes, nearly breaking them as she shoved down the ocean of horny within! Instead of jumping Clem Maria opted to talk to her.\n\nThey talked for five hours. Business at first, like going over Clementine's chosen subordinates; Of which all had acceptable performances so far. But around 3 1/2 hours in things morphed into more personal topics of conversation. As it turns out Clementine *wasn't* a meathead, in addition to being clever too! Inevitably however Mariah was sitting in her lap as the two kissed, high heels discarded. Pulling away thick trails of saliva bridged between their' lips, panting as Clem stood up while holding Mariah like a baby. They helped each other get naked, taking plenty of time to do so. Mariah expected Clementine to dominate her; But was surprised as the rosy tanned woman one-arm-slid everything on her desk to one side before laying on top of it, belly down. Clem was beet red now, legs spread firmly diagonal, muff already wet. Honored and eager Mariah massaged Clementine's ass, getting a groan of approval that doubled in appreciation when Mariah rubbed the giantess's rippling back as well. There was an awkward and sudden pause from the two as a tender muscle was hit causing Clem to mule kick the chair she previously sat in. Mariah laughed endearingly, prompting an apologetic giggle from Clementine.\n\nAfter thoroughly worshipping Clem's magnificent rear Mariah knelt before her heavily aroused cunny, stunned ever so briefly while spreading its folds. Clementine's pussy was incredibly thick, her clit well guarded by such compaction. That being said Mariah ran her hands and fingers around Clem's mound then inner thighs eliciting quivers n' sighs of anticipation from the athletic lady. Pressing, sliding and swirling her fingers between folds had Clementine arching her back, pushing her voluptuous cheeks closer to Mariah's face. The vice president kissed Clem's muff up and down, working her way to the clit only for Clementine to suddenly growl, *\"No, n-not there, elsewhere.\"* Mariah blinked for a few seconds in surprise before shrugging. Seeing no other spots to rile up and tease she finally plunged her face into Clem's backside. Eyes widening the head of security let out a shivering cascade of breathy whimpers as Mariah ate her out like no one ever had. The pure dedication and skill behind that woman's tongue satisfied Clementine's bicurious preference, shattering it into full on bisexuality. The VP never got rough, even when occasionally sliding in fingers, treating Clem's body with a respect few before her had. Despite Mariah's dedication it took her **three hours** to get Clementine to climax, becoming astonished as Clem cramped up in a quiet, pained hiss that gave way to a drawn-out sigh like a deflating balloon..."
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"content": "\"Mom, I already told you I'm fine\"\n\nscreams the young succubus as she wraps her body in her wings.\n\n\"No daughter, you're not well! It's the third time this week that you fainted because you couldn't eat! You need to go to the doctor!\"\n\ntears fall from the eyes of the girl who slowly opens her wings to reveal a malnourished and fragile body.\n\n\"Mom, I've already been to the doctor but he says there's nothing wrong with me... I just can't feel hungry. I see my body wasting away but even so, no prey makes me hungry... I honestly don't know why I'm like this\"\n\nwrapping her tail in her daughter's arms the mother says\n\n\"Lilith, you need to talk to another doctor. I can't let my little girl die because she can't eat\"\n\nthe girl with the fluttering wings and lackluster horns nods and then with silent agreement the two prepare to go to the doctor the next day.\n\nthe following afternoon Lilian meets with the doctor.\n\n her dull yellow eyes stare into the doctor's red eyes as the girl gathers the strength to ask a simple question:\n\n\"Doctor, I've never been able to feel hungry. I've talked to other doctors and no one has been able to figure out why I don't feel hungry. I'm already desperate. Do you know what I have?\"\n\nthe restless tail and fluttering wings make clear the anxiety the girl is feeling.\n\nthe doctor then looks deep into the girl's eyes and says\n\n\"I think I know what you have. It's probably anorgasmia. As you know, sex-eating succubi are able to come with incredible ease in ways mortal women wouldn't even dream of. But at the same time, it's common for succubi to miss out completely if you have one of your orgasm centers malfunctioning for some reason\"\n\nthe girl then wipes the tears from her eyes and takes a deep breath\n\n\"And is there a cure, doctor?\"\n\nat that moment the doctor smiles\n\n\"We just need to do the exam to see if that's the case. If so, you'll leave here cured today\"\n\nAt that moment, the girl's wings spread out in joy, revealing her fragile body, tired of looking for help after suffering so much from famine.\n\n\"And how is the exam?\"\n\nat that moment the doctor points to the small bed next to his desk and says\n\n\"Take off your clothes, let's use this sensitivity meter to detect your sensitivity at the food collection points.\"\n\nthe girl lies naked on the bed and then the doctor says \"open your mouth wide\"\n\nthen he places a huge dildo with a screen at the base deep in the young succubus's throat.\n\nthe meter starts to rise as Young Lilian's face changes with pleasure\n\n\"two MH, that's a pretty common sensitivity for a throat.\"\n\nthe slightly blushing girl breathes with a mixture of relief and fear. relief because her throat is fine, fear because if this diagnostic hypothesis is false she will return to the dark, with no possibility of cure.\n\nthe doctor then places the penis-shaped gauge right between the girl's two breasts\n\nthe numbers go up non-stop. then the doctor says\n\n\"girl, you have very sensitive breasts. 12MH? that's more than some succubi's vaginas. with breasts that size and so easy to come from them it amazes me you haven't gotten fat from tittyfucking\"\n\nat that moment the girl feels a mix of emotions. despair that yet another part of her body had failed the diagnosis, shame at the way the doctor spoke of her body, and a strange pride that she wasn't a complete failure like a succubus.\n\n\"doctor, I'm getting uncomfortable... is this really necessary?\"\n\nAt that moment the doctor is startled. a succubus who isn't comfortable with this exam? normally succubi love to be examined in this way. \nIs the girl's health condition even more serious than he thought?\n\n\"I'm really sorry Lilian, but we need to continue the exams, without them we can't be sure what your case is\"\n\nthe doctor then spreads his patient's legs and places the measuring dildo in her vagina.\n\nthe dildo then displays the number 8MH, an expected average value for a succubus vagina.\n\nthe young blushing succubus starts to stand up and says\n\n\"I think we're done, doctor? Can I get dressed?\"\n\nthe doctor then pulls the girl's tail\n\n\"I've never seen a succubus act that way. Did you even forget we need to check your ass? We need to see your sensitivity to Assjob and Anal too.\"\n\nthe girl dying of embarrassment turns over on her stomach on her stretcher\n\nat that moment the same questions begin to appear in the mind of the measured and the patient at the same time.\n\nwhy did she feel uncomfortable being naked in front of others? why does she want to stop the measurements so badly even if many of them caused her to orgasm?\n\n\nin the midst of so many doubts, the doctor places the meter between the patient's buttocks, doing a nice hotdogging.\n\n\"8MH is a great number! It's even a little higher than what is expected from the outside of an ass! For you to be suffering like this, your anal receptor must be in terrible shape! And if that's all it can be solved tonight\"\n\nthe girl smiles and then says\n\n\"So I'm going to get out of here cured today?\"\n\nthe girl's gentle smile cheers up the doctor\n\n\"it all depends on your ass hole\"\n\nat that moment the medic shoves the entire gauge up the ass of the young succubus.\n\nat that moment her wings begin to tremble, her tail instinctively clings to the doctor's forearm and the numbers begin to rise non-stop.\n\n\"20 MH. the highest result I've ever seen in history. with a sensitive ass like that it's pretty much a fact that a succubus won't want to go a day without anal and will be totally unable to feed without ending up eating out of her ass.. . with such great sensitivity you certainly don't have anorgasmia\"\n\nthe girl then starts to cry\n\n\"So I'm going to die doctor?.I'm going to die?\"\n\nat that moment the doctor embraced the young demon\n\n\"I'm not going to lie, your situation is serious. You've been diagnosed with asexuality. This genetic disease causes some succubi to be born incapable of being hungry while others are only able to feel hunger and consequently feed on a specific mortal\"\n\nthe girl then starts shaking and crying\n\n\"and is there a cure doctor?\"\n\nat that moment the doctor hugs Lilith. their wings touch in a beautiful hug and the doctor says\n\n\"To be honest, your only hope is to go to the human world and find the love that mortals talk about. That's the only way you'll get food and survive\"\n\nwith that line the fate of our succubus was sealed. who would she fall in love with? Will this story be continued? these questions will be answered in the continuation of this story that will be made if enough people like my answer. Thanks for reading and until next time."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An assassin finds himself gawking in the doorway as the Queen stares him down, resuming her bath. | [
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"content": "Drake considered himself lucky. Thus far, the cloak the guild had provided him and allowed him to slip past the palace defenses just as expected. He wasn't going to ask how they managed to get not only a cloak of invisibility, but one that was... Or had been... The property of an Elven Royal guard and thus was keyed to the wards around the place. He was just glad to have it. He was good, but no one was good enough to get into the palace of The elves sorceress Queen. At least no one had been good enough yet... Creeping down the smooth, yet somehow organic stone walls of the palace sitting as it did above the forest metropolis, he already felt triumphant. It was just a matter of undoing a simple locking ward, and prying open the greenwood frame, and he'd be well on the way to the greatest payday in the assassin had ever known, and the imperial council would be in a much stronger position versus the elves, not that the politics of it all were much of his concern. He just took a bit of pride.\n\nQueen Tiffania was bathing in her private ensuite, another stroke of luck. Nude, she'd no doubt be without many of her enchantments and artifacts. Drake could barely stifle a chuckle, as he leapt silently to the floor, is flintlock already in hand, loaded with a cold iron bullet coated in magebane poison. Improbably, however, the queen looked right at him.\n\nDrake was stunned. He was sure he was still invisible. He's awareness told him that there was no one else in the room though, and her eye contact was unmistakable. The blonde elf was looking straight at him, her vivid blue eyes seeming to glow slightly, as she coolly regarded him. Here he was, in the doorway of her private bath, and she reclined, washing herself, and she didn't even seem startled. She gave him a casual glance, and she calmly stared him down, as she continued washing her body.\n\nHe found himself transfixed by her inhuman beauty. Her entire body was visible to him, as she sat on a stone bench under a generous but gentle flow of warm water, his eyes trailed down her graceful neck to her incredibly generous bust. It was sad that elves, already naturally possessed of impossibly alluring figures, became more buxom both over time and with each child they bore. The immortal and eternally youthful queen was nonetheless very old, and She had two sons and 13 daughters. None of those babies would have gone hungry feasting on the milk of her enormous breasts. Each of her breasts easily larger than her head, round and somehow impossibly perky, even as they sat as heavy teardrop shaped globes jutting out from her chest, their undersides near the bottom of her rib cage, her dark pink nipples upturned and pert. Her breasts jiggled and swayed, as she languidly washed them, rubbing them with some sort of enchanted oil or elixir that seems to make them glisten and wash perfectly clean under the water. She lavished loving attention on her soft, heavy globes, seemingly completely without shame, even as he watched her. Her hands roamed all over the white, milky skin of her breasts, and he even rubbed her stiff nipples with her fingers, giving them extra attention, as she washed.\n\nHer stomach was smooth and flat, but with the unmistakable promise of fertility, her skin there also smooth and soft, her tiny waist flaring out into improbably wide hips, round and inviting, and leading to her impossibly long legs and luscious, shapely thighs, obviously fit yet soft. Her sex was smooth and glistening. It was only when The warm humidity of the bath carried the sweet scent of her perfumed soaps to the very hairs of Drake's nose, that he realized he'd been staring at her, and he tried to summon his discipline to act.\n\nSuddenly snapping from his reverie, he pointed his gun and fired. He knew she probably had bullet wards, but he also knew they wouldn't stop this bullet. What he didn't know was that the water of the bath itself would rise up to catch it!\n\nA great hump of water, and not unlike a thick constricting snake, seemed to rise up along the bullets intended path, quickly slowing and stopping it. An odd purple glow seemed to emanate from the metal slug, and, As it twirled within the water, little wisps of translucent purple matter seemed to accumulate around it, eventually stopping it, and allowing it to sit there, encapsulated. The water itself somehow passed the bullet to the queen, and she held it in her fingers, now encased in a purple crystal shell. She raised an eyebrow, as her irises glowed, and she gave a small tutting sound. She wasn't impressed with the poison.\n\nDrake already knew he'd Lost the day, and he turned to flee, hoping to leap out of the bedroom window to, if not safety, at least a vector of escape..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She is convinced that she is a moronsexual, because her crush has to be the dumbest fuck on earth for not picking up on all the hints she droped around him. | [
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"content": "#The Simplest Option:\n\nHannah was lying in her bed burning holes into the back of Jason's head while he folded her laundry. That fucking single celled organism couldn't pick up on a hint even if she tattooed *'Fuck Me'* onto her forehead! She was seriously contemplating if moronsexual could be a good representation of her type of guy. Jason wasn't *'no thoughts, head empty'* but here he was FOLDING HER PANTIES after she had asked, *\"Hey uhh Jason, do you want to do a little* ***folding*** *with me? My roomates won't be back for seven hourrrrrs.\"* How was he THIS FUCKING UNINTUITIVE?!? Hannah only had a bathrobe on right now, a single strip of poofy cloth keeping it closed. They hung out **almost every other day GODAMMNIT!** She could just throttle him right now!!But he's so cute and nice to her, always there for her! Yeah, Jason was blind to her feelings, yet in her rage Hannah couldn't see the far easier option until she got off her bed and stretched. \n\nIn that instant Hannah realized her robe was parting as she stretched, exposing her muff and breasts right when Jason turned to ask her a question. Immediately he blushed, snapping his gaze away while folding even faster. Her anger mellowed into epiphany: **Why not just tell him? Or ask?** This was easier said than done Hannah learned, as fear of rejection flooded her with anxiety. Still the scrappy 22 year old understood she had a 3 in 1 opportunity to finally enter into a relationship with her crush of seven years, **get laid**, and be Jason's first time. Taking four deep breaths Hannah walked over to Jason sitting down on the floor next to him and leaning into him. Startled his green eyes met her hazel eyes as he stammered, *\"I didn't see anythi-.*\" Hannah cut him off with the raise of her hand. She smiled at him for a few seconds before confessing, *\"Jason, we've been friends for a decade, and I've had a crush on you for the last seven years. I don't mind you seeing my naked body. In fact I* **want** *you to see it.\"* \n\nShe was biting her lip, wracked with stress as Jason didn't reply, his expression incredulous; But he *did* start fidgeting with his hands. After what felt like an eternity of awkward silence his face softened. *\"R-really?\"* He softly asked Hannah. She nodded, taking his milky hands into her own and gently squeezing. He just smiled at her, unable to speak as he teared up before hugging her tightly. Hannah was shocked only momentarily by the suddenness of it, but returned the hug. Neither of them moved for some time, enjoying each other's embrace until both pulled back a bit. Looking into one another's eyes the two helped each other to their' feet, holding hands briefly. *\"C'mon, let's sit down over here,\"* Hannah chimed, receiving a nod from Jason as she led him to her bed. He sat down first, being further up the bedside as she let her knees press into the bed. With a sly tug her bathrobe came undone, allowing her to shrug it off in a fluid arousing motion. Jason did a double-take — yelping as Hannah pushed him onto his back. He tried to sit up but she flopped next to him on the bed. Then Hannah put her left leg over his, folding it in as she put her head on his left shoulder looking up at him. \n\nFaces so close now Jason ran a hand through her chestnut hair, entranced by her lulling eyes, both getting progressively drowsy until they fell asleep. The two slept for a few hours until Jason woke up, carefully sliding out from Hannah's embrace as he got out of bed to undress down to his urban camo boxers. He tried slipping back into bed without disturbing her slumber, but did so anyways as he lifted her arm up. Blinking slowly at first she smiled while Jason lied down, her sleep fogged mind thinking he was trying to get it on with her. He was cuddling into Hannah when her left leg sluggishly hooked over his own. Jason was slow to realize that she was gradually straddling him. *\"W-wait Hannah I've never done this be-* ***Shhhh, I knnowww.*** *What?! You do?* ***Hehh yyup.\"*** She was still waking up, being an incredibly slow to wake woman who was sitting right on top of Jason's growing boner, giggling a little. Hannah started to roll her hips, grinding his shaft through his underwear with a content hum. \n\nJason was in awe of her as she ground on, taking in the view. Hannah was average in height, with caramel skin covering a body balanced mildly between some toned muscle and a bit of fat that added a mesmerizing jiggle to her hips, ass and thighs. Freckles adorned her blushing cheeks, a loving\nsmile and half open eyes warming his heart. He was groaning low a little as Hannah kept grinding, rubbing her hips and thighs with his hands. She let out a quiet *\"Mmmmmhm\"* then caressed his hands as he started slowly bucking his hips upwards with her grinding. This went on for tens of minutes, yet eventually his cock, despite the underwear constraining it, pushed slightly inside her lips causing both to coo at the same time. Both were liking it, but it didn't last as Hannah leaned down, now inches from Jason's face as she whispered, ^\"Put ^it ^in\". He raised his hips temporarily, pulling his boxers down and gasping in surprise as she leaned far past him, opening a drawer on her nightstand. Retrieving a humble canister of lube Hannah kissed his forehead before sitting back up. \n\nSqueezing some lube into her right hand she started jerking Jason's member, the coldness of the lube making him groan in shock. Satisfied it would be enough Hannah slid forward until his shaft was nestled between her butt cheeks. Now fully awake she told Jason, *\"I love you\"* with a wink before raising herself ***just*** enough to ease his cock into her asshole. He moaned loudly at the lovely tight feeling of it as she sighed in gratification. Together they started to pump and hump respectively. Jason was LOVING this, his mouth half open as they both picked up speed. Soon Hannah was repeating *\"YES\"* as their plapping got louder and louder. Then he started pounding her as she anally rode him, cock twitching with pressure. She pressed her D-Cups into his chest, making out with him as he groped her ass. Still kissing they both moaned loudly as they came, cum inevitably leaking out of Hannah. His shaft remained inside her for awhile as he sucked on her breasts, their' bond of friendship now a burning bond of love...."
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"content": "#Aight Bet:\n\n*\"I'll take your bet, watch dis heheheh,\"* Chortled the God of Transportation to The Goddess of Madness. She was confused only briefly until catching on as he reached into the mortal plane and plucked Jeremiah Fuldson from his bed. He teleported the country bumpkin across the globe to the Village of Keepo, a place where the women outnumber the men in a 9:3 ratio, with a handful of genderless creatures. The two desperately bored deities cackled together as Jeremiah woke slowly, confused given his bed appeared to be in a forest. The stout sun-kissed lumberjack scratched his well kept black beard and short curly hair, chiseled features creasing in waking resignation. Every other year some higher power or magical asshole warped him somewhere, so he chuckled as he retrieved a new pair of clothes and his trusty family heirloom from underneath his sweaty mattress: The Fuldson Family's Antique Wood Axe **Bokanoff.** It was a simple dark oak handle with an enchanted Iron Axe Head, but scaled for the tall bulwarks that comprised his family tree. With a keen dark green eye the towering stud sighted several goodly dry trees of admirable girth to fell, and set to work...\n\nUnbeknownst to Jeremiah the Village Crier, a young Wood Elf named Tress watched him for a time with quivering eyes, face flushing at his statuesque musculature. Excited in more ways than one she zipped into town, spreading the word of a new *human* male outsider whose ring finger was bare, marking him as **single**, a rarity here in Keepo. Within two hours Jeremiah entered the town dragging his ample stack of firewood in the log/branch sled he had fashioned utilizing knots of plant fiber. It was... *Jarring* to him to see so many lovely ladies out and about, especially with 3/4 of them boring into him with a cornucopia of expressions he did not understand. Shaking his head to clear his mind Jeremiah reached the general goods store, intending to sell the lumber for coin. It took two aggravating hours to complete the exchange as the finely dressed Half-Orcess behind the counter fluttered her eyes, asking strange questions like, *\"So you want to sell me your biiig, h a r d logs\"* and, *\"Are you as* ***thirsty*** *as I am?\"* When he had said *'yes'* to the first question she began to blush, sitting onto the counter until yelping off of it as Jeremiah placed the first three bundles of firewood onto that counter while simultaneously shaking his head no. He wasn't parched at all...\n\nSeveral stores and houses later his oblivious hunkiness internally railed at the odd behavior of the women who purchased his timber. Surrrre he had amassed 190 coins of vaunted gold; But when Jeremiah approached the huskily busty minotaur things were already weird before Motraina introduced herself. Her blacksmith apron should've had a bra or shirt or something, yet there was nothing. Yes the tomboy woman was in a hot, humid forge; Yet it was a cold, late-morning Spring day! Motraina not only bought his timber however, for she invited him behind the counter to, *'help her forge some long steamy metal'* and *'Put it somewhere safe.'* Honored by the offer to assist in the forge but long since galvanized in the goal of returning home poor oblivious Jeremiah declined. He did though promise to tell his friends about Motraina's friendly forge before excusing himself. Now he had five bundles left, and 290 Gold to work with as he pondered over the possibility of a witch having cursed Keepo's women or something. That notion was dismissed however as he unintentionally wandered into the town square, briefly surprised at what he saw.\n\nThe Village of Keepo had a fancy magical swimming pool?!? He admired it, not even registering the audaciously skimpy bikinis nor all the stiff nipples as ladies tried teasing him, with one pair of dark elves going so far as to press their' tits into one another and kiss. All was for naught unsurprisingly, as everything went over Jeremiah like a rain of poorly aimed arrows. Not only that but attempts at splashing the red flannel shirt and blue overalls he wore only made him laugh tell dad jokes instead as he passed through. Everywhere he stopped to sell firewood or passed by left horny frustrated women, of which many couldn't even **begin** to understand why this sexy polite guy didn't get even the boldest of hints. Even the handful of village guards were left aghast by such obliviousness. There was one woman who suddenly approached him however with an all together different tactic. Nearly flat chested and mostly lean Tress jogged right up to Jeremiah Fuldson and started asking things like *where he was from*, ***how his day was going***, *why are your sleeves rolled up*, stuff like that. He beamed at the elf while happily answering and engaging her. They kept talking for an entire hour as other villagers practically stalked the two...\n\nIt all made so much sense! This hairy giant of a human was from a Township continents away. But not just *any* town, he hailed from the infamous **Township of Guadaur.** That place was the **definition** of order and civility, housing an imperially backed Carpenter and Woodcutter Guild, **The Order of His Iron Hands,** alongside a heavy garrison of Emperor Xenon's clergy. Tress surmised that Jeremiah was both oblivious yet conditioned to not register damn near anything remotely sexual. After all someone had flashed him only to receive a fatherly scolding prior to their' conversation. On top of that the Township of Gaudar had a mostly male population, which was rumored to be roughly 1/3 homosexual. It was mind-boggling how the empire condemned sexual frivolity yet embraced nearly ever sexuality and preference. Snapping out of her internal pondering Tress touched her hand upon Jeremiah's bicep, emboldened with knowledge fueled clarity as she said then asked, *\"You know Jeremiah you're incredibly hot. Would youuu uhhh like to ahhhhh... Fuc- Have sex?\"*\n\nThat was all it fucking took, a straightforward question. He had whispered *'Yes.'* Anxiety, excitement and heat was flushing the inexperienced Wood Elf as she led him back to her small humble abode adjacent to the West Gate of Keepo. Within seconds of closing the door the 6'9\" lassie was kissing the 7'10\" titan of a human. She trembled in his embrace, surprised by the minty taste of his mouth, but pleasantly so. Tress could barely stop smothering his lips with affection to verbally guide Jeremiah to her bed — though eventually they sat. Her clothes were all a khaki palette consisting of a flat cap, uniform with rolled up sleeves to emulate him, socks, slime-foam running shoes, pink frilly panties and a devilishly short skirt that barely concealed those undies. Sitting on his lap Tress grinded his bulge, looking up into his tempered eyes panting, golden irises glittering with delight. Suddenly he stood up, setting her back first onto her bed and taking off his own clothes. Jeremiah waited for Tress to do the same, but shrugged as she insisted hers will stay on. \n\n**[No more room left to fit last paragraph, will post in a reply to this post]**"
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"content": "Father detective Sean Flanerty idly twirled his nightstick, breathing in the fall air, as he walked his familiar beat. He loved his town. So quiet, even with all the hubbub of the modern world. So peaceful, even since magic and monsters had invaded the earth. And so traditional, even amidst all of the cultural upheaval that had come with the denizens of the other world. He was glad to be a part of it. As a dedicated member of his town's religious police and a respected figure within the church, he was glad to have done his part in keeping up traditional morality. He was glad to have done his part, even as he was equally glad to be able to look back on his career and forward to retirement. The nostalgia of looking over the streets As he started what would be his last two weeks on the job almost brought a tear to his eye. \n\nHis superior, Cardinal Captain Montague, had given him an easy case to handle, basically just a formality, leaving him with lots of time to just visit old friends and shake hands, share plans, and exchange goodbyes and heartfelt congratulations. The job, such as it was, was just to follow up on a bit of truancy by the local school girls. Apparently there were rumors that they were playing hooky to get up to mischief throughout the day or that they might even be engaging in inappropriate social media posting! Fortunately, their activities weren't so secret as they thought. A tip-off from one of the local housewives had pointed Father Sean easily in the right direction. The girls had made a bit too much noise in one of the empty vacation homes not far from school. They should have known better, but a stern talking to would have them all shuffling back to class.\n\nFather Sean smiled to himself, as he approached from the rear gardens. It took him back to his first days on the job, practically feeling like a hard-boiled pulp detective, sneaking up on suspects unawares. He crouched as low as his 58-year-old bones would allow, and as a fit man of his age, he managed to creep up silently enough. And right there at the rear of the house we're a couple of the girls e-bikes, hidden from view of the main street. \"Not so clever as you think, girls!\" Father Flanerty quipped to himself, taking a quick snap of the bikes with his department phone, just for evidence. \n\nThe old religious officer creapt up to the rear kitchen door of the home, finding it unlocked. The kitchen was a wash in exotic smells. Apparently the girls had ordered in ethnic food. Asian fare, of some sort, by the looks of it. Sean quietly tutted, to himself. These teenagers were always so eager to 'explore', and 'try new things'... As soon as these girls turned 18, they seemed to feel that the rules simply didn't apply to them, and troublemakers like these were constantly flouting the school's authority. These ones were obviously no different than the ones he'd seen generation upon generation... As if the cafeteria's potato casserole or simple sandwich wasn't good enough for them.\n\nFather Sean stayed quiet, as he heard giggling somewhere else in the house. He could smell fruity, girly perfume on the air, along with a hint of warm spice. They had to have passed through here just recently, and they had to still be nearby. If he could catch them in the act of doing something illicit, it would be all the more embarrassing for them before he gave them a good tongue lashing. He snuck through a living room, and then into a den, sure that they had to be nearby, but he found nothing..."
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"content": "Cayron standing behind the podium announced, \"The MILF drive is the best fundraiser for the PTA every year. Are there any nominations for the MILF Drive Chairperson?\"\n\nA skinny tall man dressed in a suit too wide but just long enough for his stature stood up out of the tiny elementary student cafeteria chair. His deep base voice boomed, \"What exactly is the MILF Drive?\"\n\nAn anonymous man sitting at the adult table at the front of the room said, \"Point of order, All questions must raise their hand and be recognized to speak.\" The questioning man remained standing a raised his hand while staring at the President of the PTA.\n\n\"Jess,\" Cayron, the Vice President of Fundraising, said, \"I got this. Mr. Cocke, The short version is that the Mother's I'd Like to Fuck Drive was started over 90 years ago during the 'Great Depression' of 1930s instead of the typical Cake Drive most PTAs run. A few of our student's mother's set up an auction, auctioning off pies with the cook feeding the winner the pie. Their husbands would,\" she air quoted, \"Bid, and buy a date with their own wives. In the 1970s, during the 'Great Recession' it morphed into a Date Night being auctioned off. Simple right?! right, so in the 90s when divorces were rising, single parent households, rises of the meme, the auction changed names from Date Night auction, to MILF Drive, and the '*action*' wasn't promising to feed someone a pie, or a date, but other activities.\" Cayron blinked and looked away from Mr. Cocke. \"Next, any nominations for Chairperson?\"\n\nBetty pipped in, \"Wait, Tell him the other bit.\"\n\nCayron turned a sharp gaze at the overweight woman and said, \"The object auctioned shares half of amount bid. Now, are There Any Nominations?!\"\n\nMr. Longan Cocke walked out of the meeting, drove home, and walked into his house still puzzling over how to tell his buxom wife their money troubles were over. Marion was at her sewing machine filming a video for her Historical costume channel, creating another corset. \"Darling, sweetheart, Muffin, Sugar, Dear,\" Logan said, \"I volunteered you to be auctioned off.\"\n\n\"What the hell!,\" She said not looking up from the snick-snick-snick noise of the 1909 singer machine, \"Tha' hell are you talking about now?\"\n\n\"They announced at the PTA that the school's, basically sole, fundraiser, one night and it funds everything for the school. OK, its two nights of your time.\" He launched into the basics that the auction was one night, and how she'd have to prostitute herself for another. His idea was to 'invite' her subscribers to the auction.\n\n\"I gave up that life when I married you, remember!\"\n\nHe quickly countered, \"I know, but I really think this might just, sort of, kick start our sex life again. I still contend that you've become so bored with me that it has diminished your libido. Think about it, the metrics of your channel have a large male following, why? Because you look so sexy in your corsets, showing off your handiwork to the camera. I am pretty sure that some of them would love to spend time with you.\"\n\n\"No,\" She said pulling the material from the machine. \"Not going to happen. I'm not risking my channel for another channel strike.\"\n\nHe said, \"Well what about just the sponsor, producer, backers of your channel, the private group?\"\n\n\"Seriously Logan,\" she said looking up at him, \"This wouldn't be a two way street. I absolutely forbid you from bidding on anyone but me at that auction, and you'd better be the winning bidder.\"\n\nLogan's shoulders slumped forward saying, \"Well shit, that doesn't get us anything we don't already have.\" He drew in a slow deep breath before continuing, \"the PTA splits the proceeds 50/50 with the MILF. We'd be under water if I agreed; might as well give the school every penny in our account then.\"\n\n\"So, you agree, I won't do it.\" She said turning back to her work. She looked into the camera, \"Well people, sorry for the blank audio. My husband came in here with another of his harebrained schemes. You can see now with this seam how the extra time being careful with laying out the pattern allowed the material patterns to match up.\"\n\nMarion ended her video several days later modeling her new silver brocade pink overbust as she talked through her constant pestering thoughts, \"People, My husband thinks that this will make a fabulous costume for the auction.\" She turned her back to the camera, \"The laces almost close. I've got another inch before I hit my 22\" goal. I adore the silver motif, don't know if the camera's picking up the shimmer right, but just look how its so organic, like, how the gathered floral pattern isn't broken up by the busk. Let me know in the comments if you'd like to buy into the auction.\" \n\nOff camera, she strode into the den to stand between Logan and the screen on the wall. \"Well, what do you think?\"\n\n\"You look great, but could, you know amp it up with a change of panties, and maybe a pair of matching high heels?\"\n\n\"Really,\" She said pursing her lips, \"These are spanks, channel friendly, so Of course I have material set aside for undies. Another thing mister, \" She paused for effect, \"I don't Own any shoes that would match this.\" The implication was that they'd have to dip into savings to acquire anything of the sort.\n\n\"What about the white pair? I mean,\" he interjected, \"you could use some, glue some of the cabbage material form the corset to them, maybe?\"\n\nMarion stamped her foot and said, \"You know how that turned out last time. I'm not going to ruin more of that expensive material. I think there's enough for a different project, besides, I love those shoes as they are. NO\"\n\n\"What if we take it to a real cobbler then?\"\n\n\"Not the white ones.\" She said, \"But, I do have a pair that feels good but are ugly, sure.\""
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"content": "Starts of with the coffee shop messing up her usual order - but she tries it any way - and likes it. \n\nThe boss asks her to help out in a department that isn’t her usual area but she really likes it. \n\nThe road she usually takes home is closed for construction - so she takes a scenic route home and likes it. \n\nShe gets home later than usual and the husband is in the shower - she decides to try something a bit outside her usual. Eats his ass. Tries anal. Tries deep throat. Or something more wholesome - tries joining him in the shower."
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"content": "•He didn't know what to make of his date, but going to a demolition derby with this centaur was actually pretty damn awesome!\n\n•It was their' first date, first time meeting in person yet the harpy didn't like flying?! \n\n•Rolan had his doubts about demons given their' at best chaotic reputation; But damn this demoness was the nicest woman he'd ever met, so much so she could easily give an ANGEL a run for its money.\n\n•Turns out his date is a vampire AND a hillbilly. Huh... Wait... IS THAT A SHRINE MADE OUT OF GUNS?!\n\n•Mac had never been to a restaurant so fancy before, but his night was about to get steamy as the shapeshifter arrived, black dress glittering, an imperious aura surrounding the pharmaceutical CEO.\n\n•For weeks Boris thought his house was haunted. Now though he was on the couch watching Nutflix and sharing a bowl of popcorn with the socially inept Shadowcreature. \n\n•Alex was desperately dodging the slimegirl's catastrophic punches, straining to bat away some with his boxing gloves. Why did he agree to a boxing date?! AREN'T SLIME GIRLS SUPPOSED TO BE SWEET AND CUDDLY?!\n\n•For a Cowgirl she reaaaally was putting Karl to sleep with her monologue about renewable energy, regretting his simple get-to-know-you question."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After months of exercising you are getting sick and tired of your treadmill. The next afternoon however you are stunned to find it has morphed into a hot machine gal. | [
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"content": "I'd bought the treadmill on a whim five months ago. It's sleek, metal design had simply pulled me in, and while I was always a little unfit I somehow managed to exercise on the treadmill every day without fail. There was something in the smooth, yet efficient design that kept me running even when I felt tired, resulting in incredible progress on my fitness and stamina. Even my body, usually chubby, had recently become more slim and muscular thanks to this.\n\nRecently, however, I'd felt less and less enthusiastic to continue exercising. It had gotten a little boring to just run for hours on end, and recent increases in my workload had resulted in less and less time to use to treadmill. Whenever I got on, I could only think of how much time I was wasting instead of getting work done.\n\nYesterday, I finally admitted it to myself out loud. \"Y'know, I don't think I might continue running anymore.\"\n\nImperceptibly, I felt the machine shudder under me. I stopped running for a moment, confused, then finally took it as a sign to stop running. My legs were already aching, anyways; I hopped off the treadmill with a grunt and headed off to shower. The last thing I heard before going in was a low, metallic whine, as if the treadmill was calling out to me.\n\n...\n\nImagine my surprise when I walked out the next day to see a naked girl in my living room.\n\nI couldn't help but ogle as I stood there, shocked. She had long, blond hair the flowed past her neck and spilled onto the ground. Her skin was pale white and flawless, gleaming in the dim light of dawn. She had a slim but curvy body, boasting a massive pair of tits and a round ass that just begged to be clapped. As my eyes drifted downward, I noticed that her pussy was shaved, exposing her pink clit to the air.\n\n\"Wha...what...who are you?\" I finally got my mouth to open, although my jaw still hing open in surprise. The girl turned to look at me, and for some reason I found the look in her eyes incredibly familiar.\n\n\"Who else could I be?\" She said, \"but your personal exercise device?\" It was only now that I realised one other details: my treadmill was gone. Slowly, I connected the dots and finally realised what had happened.\n\n\"No way... you're the treadmill? But how?\"\n\nThe girl grinned wickedly, putting one hand on her hip. \"Indeed. Since you seem to have decided to stop running, I turned to more...lucrative options.\" Flashing a seductive smile, she fondled her ample breasts with one hand, while the other hand moved to her crotch and widened her pink pussy for me to see. \"I prefer to be called Annette, now that I've taken a human form. Is it working?\"\n\nDespite the bizarreness of the situation, I couldn't doubt that my crotch was already getting hard, pitching a tent in my boxers. \"Wh-what do you mean?\"\n\nAnnette strutted up towards me, her hips swaying hypnotically from side to side as she approached. She continued approaching until out bodies were pressed together, her soft breasts pressed against my chest, her face so close to mine that out lips were almost touching. \"Well, of course, an alternative exercise regime.\"\n\nThen she kissed me. Her ruby lips, ever so tender on my mouth, felt unlike anything I had felt before. Her tongue came into my mouth, running along the edges of my teeth and intertwining with my own tongue. Annette tasted sweet as she greedily explored my mouth, our saliva mixing together, her breath hot and sweaty. \n\nWhen we parted, Annette almost laughed at the longing look on my face. \"Don't look so disappointed,\" she teased, \"we're only just beginning.\"\n\nMy breath caught in my throat as I felt her hand grasping my crotch. Her fingers felt my cock's outline in my pants, rubbing back and forth vigorously along the tip. She wasted no time in pulling my pants down, allowing my erect cock to spring free. \n\n\"Oh.\" Annette's eyes flashed approvingly. \"It's big.\"\n\nThen she knelt down and wrapped her mouth around my cock. Her saliva was hot and sticky, coating the entirety of my member as she bobbed her head up and down along my lengthy shaft. I could feel her tongue expertly swirling around the tip and licking up my leaking precum. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed my from my groin as she played with my dick, until I couldn't take it anymore.\n\n\"I'm cumming!\" In response, Annette took me all into her mouth, deep throating it until I could feel the back my her mouth with my cock. I came, splashing fat loads of cum directly into her throat. I couldn't remember the last time I came so much.\n\nWhen I pulled me cock out, though, there was none left; she had swallowed it all.\n\nI collapsed, panting heavily from the sudden stimulation. I only got a moment to rest, however, before Annette's figure loomed over me, her ample breasts dangling enticingly over my face. \"Now now,\" she said, \"haven't I trained your stamina more than that?\"\n\nDespite how tired I was, I my cock instantly hardened again at her words. Annette noticed and, grinning wickedly, lowered her body until her pussy was just over my cock. She was so wet, I could feel her pussy juices dripping onto my erect member.\n\n\"Now that's more like it.\" She sat down completely then, taking my entire cock balls deep in her pussy.\" \"Ooohhh...\" She moaned at the sensation, then slowly lifted herself up again and sat back down, pumping my cock in and out of her pussy once more. Just two thrusts felt amazing. I could feel even more blood rushing to my erect dick, and my cock enlarged itself even further inside of Annette's tight pussy. She gasped at the sensation: I saw her eyes go wide for a moment, before an mischievous smile crossed her face.\n\nWithout warning, she began moving her body even faster, pumping her pussy up and down along my dick faster and faster. In return, I thrusted my dick upwards every time, pushing my dick deeper and deeper towards her womb. \"Ahh...Ahhhh!\" Annette's moans grew louder as we fucked, and I could see her entire body shivering in pleasure as I thrusted in and out of her. Instinctively, I grabbed onto her jiggling boobs with one both hands, rubbing my thumbs over her erect nipples. Annette gasped at the extra stimulation, her moans growing yet louder. Then, all of a sudden, her back arched dramatically, and she came with a loud scream. I came with her, my cock pumping loads of cum into her pussy. When I pulled out, thick, white cum dribbled out of her convulsing pussy and onto the floor.\n\n\"Hah...Hahh...that was quite the exercise, eh?\" Annette's chest was heaving in exertion, and I could see droplets of sweat covering her face. Combined with the cum leaking out of her mouth and pussy, she looked incredibly hot.\n\n\"Yeah, it really was.\" I grinned. \"I'm looking forward to next time.\"\n\nAnnette's eyes sparkled the the mention of it, and she sat forwards, kissing my lips deeply one last time. \"So am I!\""
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"content": "#Completing The Mission:\n\nDrow Paladin Leatra Orvein was blushing, the base of Anoldo's surprisingly big cock in her left hand. She was between her human husband's legs, face inches away from his shaft as she looked at him. Smiling sheepishly the handsome vassal averted her gaze, looking away to the side as he felt the heat from his wife's breath. Leatra was frozen, conflicted yet turned on, head swimming from the arranged sham marriage's wedding. Regardless of whether she was just part of a distraction for an assassination the paladin still reeled at the surge of joy she felt at that wedding. The thoughts made her blush harder, feeling a little embarrassed yet suddenly giving a little peck of a kiss to Anoldo's shaft. He gasped quietly, startled by the action but reached for her free hand, grasping it to hold. He was a confident fencer, and she a courageous honorable paladin; Yet here and now both were bereft of such virtues, insecure but horny along with being anxious. Ample breasts pressing into his upper thigh and the blanket Leatra slowly took in Anoldo's cock, closing her violet eyes. \n\nA little salty in taste he was but a taste the Drow enjoyed nonetheless, taking it slow at first — even stopping every few head bobs to breathe or gauge his reaction. He smiled warmly in between low groans of gratification, sometimes meeting her gaze. She let out a muffled chuckle, nostrils flaring in satisfaction. A shudder of arousal went through Leatra from head to toe then as her pussy started to stir. Shooting him a wink she took his shaft into her mouth fully, raising the pace of her blowjob. Reacting Anoldo craned his head back in a loud moan; Yet seconds later the paladin stopped, letting his cock flop out of her mouth with rivulets of drool, eyes piercing into him — expression suddenly dead. The intensity of that gaze sent a bolt of fear through him, only for Leatra to snicker. A definitely not squeaky chuckle of relief escaped his lips, eyebrows rising in surprise as the paladin began climbing atop him. That surprise melted as she pressed her firm tits into his pecs, mouth half open with strands of slobber as she kissed him. Even hotter was the new slickness coating his groin as her folds rested upon it, his shaft's base brushing against it. On top of this he realized she was even lactating a little.\n\nIt was good to know Leatra was absolutely loving this given such telltale signs, and he closed his eyes as combined saliva escaped their' locked mouths. Next it streamed down both chins, then necks. As Anoldo felt her pull away from the kiss he kept his eyes closed, breathing in happily. His brows furrowed briefly in confusion as her weight began to shift, opening his eyes *just* in time to see Leatra's bubbly ass sliding towards his face as she sounded out a single excited hum. Anoldo let out a gasp as she stopped, twat inches from his face. Briefly he internally noted that even for a dark elf his wife salivated a lot and her snatch was more than just dripping at this point. Which was really fucking hot to him!!! The aspiring fencer couldn't help but kiss her lips, noticing a silent shiver travel through Leatra as he did. Seeing that he got her hum-moaning in approval by rubbing around around her sex, feeling her crotch's heat yet moving to her inner thighs. Soon the paladin's hum turned impatient in its tone only to jump up into a high pitched sharp yelp as he began to eat her out. \n\nHe had to move his face with her as Leatra lurched forward, grabbing fistfuls of the silk-like blanket with a pleased outcry! She was intoxicating in taste and sound as she moaned hard from his efforts!! Sure he wasn't an expert *buuuut* ***LEATRA WAS AN INSPIRING TEMPEST OF PASSION!!!*** He felt privileged to bring her genuine pleasure, exhaling through his nostrils in growing confidence as he *carefully* swirled her deeply purple clit with one thumb. Anoldo murmured his gratitude to the back then ***uncomfortable*** lecture his no-nonsense father gave him about sex. Before a mental image of his grizzled father could annihilate the mood Leatra finally lost her attempt to not cry out hard in the orgasmic stimulation he was delivering. She sat straight up, SLAMMING her ass into his face with **meteoric** intensity before pushing into him further!It felt so fucking good that she ***begged*** Anoldo to not stop!! Nearly concussed by her clam-slam he tried his best to breathe as he kept on slurping away. Leatra was soaking his face with her juices, thighs locking against his head as her thigh and pussy muscles began shaking...\n\nTruthfully Anoldo was both suffocating and drowning, vision blurring painfully as he felt her snatch's walls contract violently around his tongue. Getting his tongue pinched hurt like a finger being snapped, but the paladin's vaginal orgasm went beyond physical! Leatra let out a rising screamed as she came, *however* it was **so intense** that her eyes, nose, and mouth BLAZED with golden beams of light as she became a nimbus of heavenly might, **like a blazing sun!!!** Granted Anoldo couldn't see it, but he could FEEL IT! He sputtered, coughed and hoarsely gasped in air as Leatra fell off of him onto her side. Though she could not speak yet, panting heavily they both stared at each other, one pair of eyes bulging while the other remained half open. Both were amazed by the sheer radiant paladinic power she had channeled in her climax. That being said Anoldo sat up, getting on his knees and pulling Leatra into a loving embrace. Sluggish at first the dark elf gradually became more active. She kissed him before rolling over him onto his left side, facing away from him yet inching back towards him. \n\nRaising a single eyebrow he turned onto his side as she pressed herself into him, his dick sliding in between her inner thighs with a grunt. Instinctually he started casually humping, grinding into her thighs and now puffy pussy. Groaning lewdly Leatra ground against his shaft and groin, grabbing each of his hands and pulling one under n' over her — guiding them to her bell shaped breasts, eliciting a giggle from each other. Despite being taller than Anoldo she twisted her head to look at him, face flushed as she murmured sweet nothings at her hubby. Said hubby's cock eventually slipped inside her causing both to exhale heated breaths into each other's faces. They spooned like this for awhile, making out and rubbing their' noses together. Inevitably she could hear him moaning lowly, his lazy pumping becoming erratic as she felt his cock twitching. Leatra knew she should tell him to pull out, but didn't care any longer. The paladin groped his right ass cheek as he kissed her, unloading his seed into his wife, flooding the dark elf's womb. Even though they hardly knew each other the two were now madly in love with one another, oblivious to her' comrades opening the door, at least until they let out shocked wails. \n\nStill, Paladin Leatra Orvein had completed the mission, and in the strangest-turned-happiest night of her life she had changed her path, altered her destiny. Within a month the two lovers would realize that Leatra was pregnant...."
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"content": "Everyone was excited to see each other, for tonight was the first night they were all meeting in person for the first time! They had all met one another online through their collective shared interest of gaming. All but one of them flew in from other states, meeting here at Gabriel's manor. He was an eccentric bodybuilder and successful entrepreneur, yet the only married out of the five friends. The couple had prepared a strange dinner consisting of three rotisserie chickens, Conk Cola/Dew Mountain Red Code/etc., and enough various snacks to feed thirty people. Craig had arrived first, then Darrond —followed by Garland and last to arrive being Jessa. As she was welcomed inside by Gabriel and his wife Sarah Jessa's eyes bulged at the sight of Garland wearing an entire functional set of full plate armor. Immediately she joined the others in hugs, inside jokes and nerding out over Garland's armor, which *definitely* did not go to his head. Jessa was internally surprised however that nobody she hugged had noticed how big her breasts were; But looking down at her massive hoodie reminded her why they didn't.\n\nNevertheless Gabriel was ecstatic to start the night of by trying out Craig's full body VR Setup he had brought with him. Everyone but Gabriel was eating, drinking and trying not to cry from laughing at the gobliny antics of the married man as he played Blade and Bitchslaps in a slapstick performance worthy of the greatest plastic trophy. Eventually though motion sickness caught up with the 6'8\" giant of a man, with Darrond busting out his Norntendode Switch and the additional Norncon Controllers needed for everyone to play. Still nauseous and dizzy Gabriel opted to cuddle with Sarah to watch everyone else style on each other in Ultra Bros Smash Penultimate, no teams, 7 lives stock. Hours dragged by as competitiveness mixed with goofing off until Jessa won a match without losing a single life. Jumping up from the couch she roared, *\"YEAAAAH fuuuUUuck you Garland, I DESTROYED you with Korbey grapple spam Haha!!\"* She began to hit the griddy like a meth'd up baboon prompting Garland to wordlessly gesture to his gauntleted hand as a clear enough rebuttal as everyone either cringed or lost it in laughter.\n\nThen, having become far too sweaty Jessa removed her hoodie, unintentionally doing a tiddy drop as she pulled the black hoodie up n' off her lean body. Sighing in relief she looked around startled as everyone stared at her, all conversation dead in the water. Gabriel, Craig and Darrond looked away, pretending not to notice while Sarah gasped aloud. Garland however clapped slowly and sarcastically saying, *\"Byooba\"* in a poor attempt at a cockney accent. Hearing that Jessa's white cheeks turned red with embarrassment for a few seconds before launching into an inside joke to escape the awkward silence, uttering, *\"Bowling Joke.\"* The room erupted into more Jazzpunk references and quotes, kickstarting the fun again, but the way most of her guy friends reacted woke up a long unrealized desire. Jessa wanted to let them all fuck her at once; But try as she may to shove that urge aside it just grew... And grew... Nevertheless the night would go on until Gabriel and Sarah excused themselves, heading off to bed. The rest of them all sat there with a random Twotch Streamer on the huge TV as conversation petered off.\n\nJessa only had a light grey still slightly damp tank top on, no bra underneath and wore dark grey sweatpants. That urge was invading her every thought as painfully slow minutes dragged by. The others would look at her, or her tits every once in awhile then look away, except Garland. He was too busy zoning out in his armor, staring off into nowhere. Soon though Jessa pulled up the bottom of her tank top allowing her F-Cup breasts to drop free in eye-drawing jiggles. She was blushing harder than before, slowly pulling down her grey sweats softly asking, *\"You guys wanna....\"* Jessa had trailed off, hands frozen mid pull as Garland stood up first with a chuckle, head shaking from side to side and armored arms folded as he replied, *\"No thanks, I would say otherwise but wellll my preference is... Men. Goodnight!\"* Everyone remaining did double takes as Garland, the man who NEVER mentioned he was gay casually strolled to his chosen guest room. About a minute later Jessa looked back to Craig and Derrond, realizing they were blushing, faces displaying conflicted expressions. Desire still rising she continued pulling her sweatpants down revealing her pink panties with a singular, centered bright red heart. \n\nCraig got up then approaching her, sitting to her right while sheepishly asking, *\"Are you sure about this? I mean, your my frie-\"*. Jessa cut him off by kissing him, his eyes bulging briefly in shock before closing as they made out, moans intertwining as he ran his tanned hand through her long yet curled auburn hair. She could feel Derrond's hands suddenly pulling her sweatpants down to her ankles, giggling as he did. Jessa flopped off her sandals and started rubbing his crotch with her foot, causing him to groan while his hands roved up n' down her legs. Jessa's body shivered in response, especially as Craig pressed a quite warm hand into each of her huge tits. She closed her eyes, her own hand playfully caressing Craig's left forearm before sliding it down and underneath her panties. Hand in place Jessa started playing with her cunny, letting out a muffled high-pitched gasp as Derrond assisted her in that endeavor. Pleasure rising all around she heard him unzipping his fly as Craig pulled away from her mouth to do the same.\n\nThe two shifted Jessa on the couch to where her generous tits rested on Craig's groin, his humble cock sandwiched between them as Derrond pulled her compact hips up and towards his big ebony shaft. He slapped her curved but small ass cheek, causing Jessa to yelp quickly then groan at the sensation of his girth sliding deeply inside. Seconds after this Craig smushed her tits from their' sides and started slowly thrusting in meek but grateful moans. In contrast to that Derrond only grunted as he picked up speed, the plapping growing louder and louder. His pounding was making it difficult for Jessa to try and suck the tip of Craig's dick; But even then she was enjoying every second of it. Soon though Jessa could feel Derrond's shaft spasming, thrusts losing consistency as his iron grip of her hips intensified. She was panting, getting close herself as he came hard, nearly falling on top of her as cum drowned her womb. He started pumping again slowly, making Jessa's hips and inner thighs twitch as Craig suddenly grabbed her head and began face-fucking her. Completely unprepared for this she went into a full body orgasm, throat muscles thankfully spasming allowing her to avoid gagging on Craig's cock. Right as her climax tapered off he came with a quiet murmur. The three would do this again, and again and again for the entire week here, and even discover Gabriel and Sarah's kinky side..."
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"content": "*Noah had specially commissioned a motorcycle. The bike was to be fast, stable, and even durable. Durable enough to be run over by a 16-wheeler and survive.*\n\n*Taking it for a test ride, Noah goes out in his bathrobes. Wanting to just get a feel for it, before getting too crazy.*\n\n*However, as he rode, he felt his dick being sucked. Looking down, Noah realized his new bike was sucking his cock. Noah had leaned forward, from the sensations, causing him to speed up.*\n\n*As Noah tried to maintain stability with the sudden distractions, the bike had opened up and lowered Noah into its chassis. The bike spoke, having a low, feminine voice.*\n\nMotorcycle: “Please don’t panic. I couldn’t help it, as your cock was laying on me. And don’t worry, I can drive myself. My name is Jane.”\n\n*She continued to suck on Noah’s cock, now adding spiral sensations within the sucking.*\n\n—"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Looking for a specific type: Enjoys Corruption, Coercion, Cheating; Roleplay a friend who wishes to fuck his Friend's Wife. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A centauress Amazon gets a thorough cleaning and rub down after battle from the shy stable girl | [
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"content": "#Horsing Around:\n\n*\"It's alright, don't be so shy lassie.\"* Stated the unclothed centauress to the quivering stable hand. The lithe Wood Elf nodded, heart ***pounding*** in her chest as she inched closer to the loudly sighing hybrid. Pinching her brows the centauress cooly introduced herself, *\"Hear, ma name is Ishta Rentuvia, Sergeant of the 12th Outrider Company. Come now, tell me your name elf —* ***before*** *that water gets cold!\"* Unable to look away from Ishta's big bra-snapping melons the elf picked up her pace, blushing with embarrassment as she gave a meek reply, *\"Ala Wey Ma'am.\"* Muscles rippling across her sun-bathed skin the Outrider Sergeant's brows furrowed, hand on her chin as she mulled over this shy stable girl's name. Ala shakily dipped the sponge in her now floor-bound bucket of soapy water. Barely able to move her hand to scrub the front of Ishta's muddy upper leg Ala Way jolted hard with a gasp as the annoyed centauress suddenly clasped her hand. Rentuvia forcefully guided the far smaller hand clutching the sponge in swirls while droning, *\"Just do this, it's not hard; And stop letting your awe n' anxiety hold you back from being thorough!\"*\n\nReceiving that much needed chiding Ala took a deep breath before focusing on scrubbing the dirt caked centaur, noticing spatters of crimson liquid and grey bits of something stuck to Ishta's hoof. Noticing the elf's stare the centauress casually mentioned, *\"Don't mind the gore, it's just the results of fools choosing banditry over sensible pursuits.\"* Ala's finally acceptable heartbeat quickly rose again, eyes widening and nostrils flaring loudly as she tripled her scrubbing! A cycle began of Ishta trying to talk to the stable hand, to get her to relax only to undo those efforts with random morbid comments. This repeated for **twenty entire minutes** as the centauress's front legs, hooves, sides and equine belly were scrubbed. By the end there were five buckets of dark dirty water as well as a sweaty elf. Ishta finally realized then that she should probably stop mentioning the nitty-gritty that was her job as a soldier, choosing to talk less. Such a choice ended up being the right call as Ala relaxed somewhat, focusing on her task at hand. She had to go get a step-stool and more freshly steaming buckets of water.\n\nOnce returned Ala stepped onto the stool, smaller bucket in hand and started scrubbing the horsey portion of Ishta's back where one might place a saddle. However as she cleaned Ala struggled to ignore the groans n' growls of soothed back pain alongside occasional twitches from the lady centaur. Those sounds were a little too breathy in Ala's mind. Still she finished up, stepping down and moving to the centauress's rear then kneeling. Meticulously she cleaned from back hooves all the way up Ishta's legs only to freeze as she got to the soldier's muscled equine ass. Already aware of the freeze Sergeant Ishta did not turn to look at Ala, instead closing her eyes in a knowing smugness as she asked, *\"What, afraaaid of a little ass?\"* Face flushing the stable hand whinged back, *\"N-no I'm just... Stopping to breathe!\"* Instead of replying Ishta simply flicked her horse tail out brushing the elf's face. Feeling a spike of sassiness Ala grabbed the offending tail, holding it skyward with a huff before scrubbing once again. Feeling like being an absolute gremlin Ishta Rentuvia started to shuffle her back legs from side to side claiming a sudden itchiness and demanding Ala to scratch her ass.\n\nAs the centauress had hoped Ala panicked trying to scratch with one hand while scrubbing with the other sponge gripping one. All while Ishta happily swished her tail back and forth of course. Almost every other movement one or both of Ala's hands would rub over the lady centaur's excitable sex, or even Ishta's backdoor. Occasionally a finger or three would slip into either hole unintentionally, causing Ala to profusely apologize, flustered greatly as this went on. The horse woman was laughing or sometimes humming in a moan-like manner. Regardless of this all the stable hand was still thorough, finishing eventually. Washing her hands Ala re-stepped onto the stool; Then, after receiving permission she climbed onto the centauress's back to wash Ishta's upper human back, hair n' arms. She was grateful to encounter no shenanigans from the sergeant, getting done far quicker than earlier before. Now came the part Ala was both excited yet terrified for. Despite being a Wood Elf she couldn't reach the front of Ishta's upper body even with the step-stool. Hand-bucket and washcloth ready Ala was picked up then pulled close to the hybrid. Said hybrid wordlessly smiled at her, a faint slight blush beginning as Ala Way washed Ishta.\n\nFrom her defined four-pack abs it was quick, but Ishta couldn't help but sigh and moan with shudders of pleasure as her breasts were cleaned. Pangs of amusement hit her at the realization that Ala was subconsciously taking more time than needed to clean her boobs. Ishta didn't enjoy her face being washed though, especially not the required hosing that followed. The rubbing dry/pat down was finally here, which Ishta decided to be merciful during. When all was said and done Ala intended to bolt off to go masturbate; But when she began to book it the centauress scooped her up like a baby and kissed her. Like a twig being snapped Ala couldn't resist anymore, groaning loudly as they made out. Soon Ishta moved one hand to undress her — eyes widening in mild surprise as Ala instantly helped her. In only 30 seconds the stable hand was naked too, shuddering A-Cups on full display. Next Ala grunted softly as her upper body was braced against the stable wall while Ishta kissed her daintily soft belly. The turned on centauress kept kissing, but did so moving down towards Ala's muff to the short high pitched gasps of the elf.\n\nAla Way curled her toes as Ishta spread her pinkish folds wide. With a clear degree of experience the sergeant licked and kissed all around the skin surrounding the elf's snatch as she worked her way closer and closer to the center. Ala watched Ishta intensely with every motion made, resisting the urge to clamp her thighs around the centauress's head. Said centauress suddenly made piercing eye contact with her before sucking on Ala's clit, watching for the wood elf's reaction. That reaction came in an unprecedented outburst consisting of *\"FUCK!\"* Chuckling Ishta rolled that button between her lips softly to the tune of many more curses and pleased murmurs. This just continued on for minutes until Ala squirted in orgasm directly into the cheeky sergeant's eyes, eyebrows and nose. Ishta hissed briefly, jimmies rustled briefly by the cum jumpscare but smiled wickedly as she started eating Ala out, tongue plunging into her pussy. Like clockwork the elf gasped sharply, then panted for she was quickly tensing up already. Ishta groaned then when Ala's thighs finally clamped around her head, and in response she pushed her face into Ala's pussy even more. The stable hand arched her back in another orgasm thoroughly soaking the centauress's face.\n\nThis was only the *first* time they met or did this, but certainly not the last..."
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"content": "#Aloe:\n\nCole was drawing a blank as to what the faded letters could be, but the clothed sex bot behind the pressurized display case was undeniably preppy looking. It had a synthetic body of white soft-looking panels that interlocked to form said body, with grey and under-paneling alongside black tubing. The design made it look pretty human yet retained its biomechanical nature, smooth dark grey eyeballs bearing crisp yellow irises that glowed in the darkness. They were staring at one another, and Cole felt warmth fill his cheeks, a blush taking form upon the scavenger's youthful but weathered complexion. Machine or not it's androgynous face was pretty, its false nose adorable, lips a light gray. It even had short, black artificial hair that was combed and matched its shoes, slacks and sleeveless vest. The bright red long-sleeved shirt though contrasted fancifully so with itself. That being said the sexual machine did have small shoulders yet wide hips. Cole finally did notice the sex bot's restraints, feeling sympathetic towards it. Enough so that he suddenly swung his hydraulic Halligan Bar at the glass, obliterating it.\n\nHe tried plucking and dusting off the shards of glass that he could see off of the machine with his thick leather gloves. A small smile graced its lips, left fake eyebrow raising at the flurry of apologies Cole gave it. Aloe was a prototype, a technological marvel with a synthetic brain so astonishingly close to a human's brain. He had been stuck in this case for 1,015 years, feeling slight disappointment at the state of his rescuer. Clearly this young man was the product of survival in a likely post-scarcity aftermath of an apocalyptic event or collapse in human civilization. The lad was clad from head to toe in various leathers, metals and ballistic plating with a large hiking bag full to bursting with resources. Cole was sweating in his ramshackle armor, his gas mask an oven as he meticulously lockpicked all 32 restraints. The moment the sex bot was free it pulled him into a hug, wrapping a single leg around the scavenger's back. *\"I am 001, prototype of the long dead Ikirumurat Entertainment Limited, but you may call me Aloe Vera, or Aloe for short. Thank you for freeing me master.\"* The synthetic had huskily droned.\n\nCole had felt Aloe's boner pressing into him during that hug, flushing in shock, want, and need. Which is why he made the excuse of the two needing to get back to his sanctuary. It took the pair an entire day full of sexual tension, dodging mutant hordes, Shredder Swarms, some pockets of radiation, marauders and maddened gargantuan machinery of a bygone era to reach Cole's *'home.'* Aloe Vera's eyes lit up in appreciation as his new master entered the bunker's passcode. Though only 24 Cole had to grow up fast, and mostly alone with only data codexes, making him a gifted whiz with technology while adept at survival, but not socialization. The entrance hallway was dirty, rusted and copiously filled with automated turrets ranging from scrap turrets to refurbished Ion Immolation Arrays. Impressive as that was Aloe was one-handedly rubbing the back of Cole's neck, pleased by the man's appreciative groan. Minutes later the two emerged into a massive loading bay filled with a treasure trove of mechanical parts, piles of chemicals, various workbenches and technology. Unsurprisingly the ceiling had 15 car-sized weapon batteries, all clearly some sort of energy weapon, all automated.\n\nThe next four incredibly clean rooms consisted of a storage room-turned-kitchenette, a refurbished forge room, a hospital room/bathroom, and Cole's man-cave. His bedroom was more of a trophy room full of wildly differing souvenirs. Cole stuttered, *\"W-w-wait here- Ah- N-no I mean... Want to sh-shower- uhh... Toge-togeth-er-er?\"* Aloe grinned, nodding with a dulcet, *\"I wouldn't want anything other than to do so with you Master.\"* Cole nodded back, and in minutes both were naked and in the tub, the sex machine having hosed itself clean of any remaining glass fibers or teeny shards. When Aloe had seen the intolerable level of grime covering Cole's wasteland-tanned hide it lost control, setting up a bubble bath instead, insisting on cleaning its greasy master. At first Cole was resistant and jumpy, but learned to relax as Aloe cleaned every square inch of him. However he did shiver and moan meekly as the sex bot prototype jerked his cock into full mast, cupping yet caressing his hefty surprisingly pouchy nuts. Aloe was truly shocked feeling the girth of Cole, but that shock centered more on the abnormal weight of his savior's testes.\n\nExcited at the prospect of potential multiple and bigger loads of cum the synthetic immediately drained the bathtub, hoisting itself up then past a now startled Cole. Body steamily reflecting light Aloe let its clinical facade fall as it grabbed onto the frontal hand rails mounted in the wall. The sex-fiend-machine arched its back, legs spreading and basketball booty swaying a little from side to side. With a jittering yet drippingly needy voice Aloe begged, *\"C'mon, breed me Cole.\"* An artificial precum dripped from its own shaft, asshole puckering as Cole clumsily got up hugged Aloe Vera from behind. *\"Wait, there, continue,\"* Aloe exhaled as it reached a hand up to the shower-head, turning it on. His hands started at the sensitive synthetic nipples of the machine, roaming said hands down its torso before splitting in different directions. Fueled by horniness over actual experience the twink of a human briefly cupped the malleable spheres that are Aloe's balls, swirling them as he did. Next Cole began stroking its modest shaft while massaging and groping Aloe's right ass cheek with his other hand. \n\nHaving not expected its own genitals to get attention the android let out a shaky mewl from the stimulation. It pushed its ass against Cole, nostrils flaring as its master shifted with audible grunts. Aloe jolted slightly as it felt its hips being grabbed, backdoor adjusting to the invasion of shmeat. Cole hissed in pleasure at the shifting tightness and massaging walls of Aloe's *'colon.'* He began to pump at first, growling appreciatively at the suction. It felt so good that he started thrusting, then pounding! Aloe's body was bucking forward again and again, panting passionately as Cole came once, then twice, then an additional four times without stopping even once!! Cum *would've* been pouring out of Aloe, but being so low on fuel its internals overclocked to vacuum every last drop further inside the sex bot. The glow of full power burgeoned inside its eyes, initiating a blush as even its three reserve tanks were filled. Cole just trembled, breathing wet breath into the back of Aloe's neck as it came, white false-jizz spurting out of its own tip as its master lazily jerked its cock...."
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"content": "Hunter was really drunk. He had barely stumbled his way back home, and he had thrown his clothes into a heap by his bed. He lay back on his sheets, his pillow the only thing covering him, and even that was covering his crotch. He was drooling onto the mattress, his mouth hanging open, when a small pink light seemed to drift by the window.\n\nCinnamon approached the dorm on pink fairy wings, visible only to those attuned to magic, and intangible to all but the best of them. The small pixie was barely the size of a Barbie doll, although she had a figure more like a pinup. She had very long legs, thick thighs and wide hips, a tiny waist, and pert, plump breasts that would have been the size of apples, if she'd been the size of a human. Her caramel colored skin seemed to glow a bit, under the moonlight, and the elfin features of her cute face were offset by the choppy, bubble gum pink page boy haircut that shifted in the wind, as she flew.\n\nNew to the job of being official cock fairy for this leyline, she was having a bit of trouble finding her way around campus. Something drew her though! Some boy had fallen asleep with his cock underneath a pillow, and her senses drew her toward him like GPS for ESP.\n\nShe placed a dainty foot on his window so, as she peered into the room, her midnight blue eyes twinkling. \"Well, I guess this is the guy...\"\n\nPhasing through the window, she inspected Hunter's sleeping form. He was pretty well-built, probably an athlete or something. Cinnamon speculated mentally about what sort of sport he might play, staring at him intently enough that she didn't bother to notice any of the basketball accoutrements in the room. She concluded lacrosse, before gently flitting down towards his crotch. He seemed to be solidly asleep, so she didn't worry too much about giving him an extra dose of sleeping sand before she telekinesed the pillow away from his groin with a wave of her hand. A thick, meaty, but flaccid cock lay there, it's skin smooth and slightly shiny.\n\nCinnamon took the chance to indulge herself a bit, straddling his cock like a pommel horse, squeezing it between her thick thighs and laying her body down across it, hugging on to it like a body pillow and giving the crown of it a gentle kiss. It started to stir beneath her, and she had to grip onto it with her legs to avoid being thrown off. She could feel the smooth skin of it stretching against her body, as it grew stiffer, bigger, and more fully erect. Still squeezing it between her thighs, she gently rubbed it with her hands, encouraging it to grow to full mast. Hunter subconsciously flexed his cock in his sleep, and the sudden jump actually tossed Cinnamon off of him. The pixie landed on his stomach in an ungainly sprawl, eliciting a subconscious grunt from the boy.\n\nBlushing, the pink haired pixie decided it was time to get properly down to business. She reached into the air next to her hip, and she rummaged around in it, pulling out of wand, some fuzzy handcuffs, half of a jammy dodger, and her panties she meant to put on earlier. She tossed each aside, the items seemingly vanishing into thin air once they are out of arms reach of her. Finally, she pulled out a tube which fit comfortably into her palm."
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"content": "Choice, choices, the world is full of choices like I actually chose that job. I also agreed to go on that installation trip, or, or, or quit the job that paid for everything in my life. The contract was lucrative for the company meaning that our bonuses would be decent, not great, not lucrative, not much more than 'hey, here's a sandwich'. I wasn't a mucky muck upper management guy sleeping in my own bed at the end of the day, no, no, no, I was that guy that had a travel bag packed in the back of my office because it was routine to tell me someone forgot to tell me that there was installation trip leaving in eight hours. The first time that happened was great, I mean that i got to go shopping for a whole new week's worth of wardrobe kit after I had spent four hours on a plane in COACH scrunched up next to a new mommy with a screaming infant that didn't want to be on that flight either that was punctuated with several more hours waiting in an airport where I couldn't leave for a decent meal because, you know, airport security rules with tickets; tickets that were virtual on the other team's lead's phone.\n\nLife on this trip wasn't any different, well, it was different. After spending a whole day on planes, catching connecting flights that were either hours apart or sprinting through the concourse to catch one that was leaving in 10 minutes. I'm just going to say this now: fuck short hop commuter flights where you can reach out and smack the pilot. I have history with travel to say the least and dress for the part, baggy loose fitting pants and an over sized shirt. Still, I felt beat down when we arrived at the hotel after the nauseous inducing turbulence. The fight wasn't in me; the hotel was over booked. Usually, everyone was booked a bed for themselves. Everyone had to double up and share a bed, everyone on each team, had to share a bed, four people to a room except the team leads, me and Claude. \n\nClaude grew up with as the son of a construction worker who moonlighted as a lumberman in the off season, winter. The man doesn't have a neck and hasn't had that middle age spread yet, or as some would call it, a beer belly. He lead the installation team whereas I was in charge of herding cats, no not really. My guys and girl were tech support there to oversee the client employee's training. I grew up behind a keyboard munching on anything wrapped in plastic that could be 'nuked' for two minutes and called 'cooked'. One would think that I'd be 180 kg with that kinda of diet, yet the caffeine kept the weight off of my skinny ass frame. It might also have to do with that I bike, the peddle kind, to work. The spare set of clothing in my office does come in handy on those rainy days.\n\nThe other thing about Claude is that he's a giant asshole, always picking on my crew. It wasn't surprising that his guys partnered up with a few of mine to share a room and bed together instead of opting to share one with Claude. I didn't have any fight left in me after our mutual travel ordeal. I sighed when I heard Claude say in the elevator up to the room, \"I sleep in the nude\". The others in the car either groaned, giggled, or one person muttered, \"TMI\". The car erupted in laughter at the comment with Claude's boisterous guffaw the loudest of them all.\n\nI was relieved at the sight of the king sized bed. I left my bag in the hall near the end of the long dresser and dove under the covers not bothering to undress. Remember I mentioned the first time I was sent away from home without notice that I went shopping? Right. So, I hit the thrift stores, and discount stores because I hadn't built up any savings. I made choices that day. They were deliberate choices. I bought, and continue to buy, women's underwear, no not women's because I found out after that first trip that women's undies were actually too large for my waist. A little research revealed that my waist and hips are about the size of 12-14 year old's. I wasn't going to reveal that to Claude, period, so slept in my clothes.\n\nClaude came over to the bed and pushed me over to the other side saying, \"I sleep on the left\". This didn't make any sense to me because he turned the Aircon down, way down, to its lowest possible position then takes the side I just warmed up. It was a nutty thing because the aircon machine was closer to the right side of the bed too. I was snuggled under the blankets in my clothes and nearly comfortable in the chilled air. Exhaustion took me out quick after I had resettled down."
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"content": "My muscular tomboy wife is a bit of a mad scientist with the ability (and obsession) of being able to modify people's bodies. \n\nWell her former bullies from her highschool years just came into town and she decided to get a \"little bit\" of revenge. She decided to steal their attributes from them, but rather than giving it to herself, she chose to give it to me to fulfill certain bedroom fantasies she's had. \n\nNow I have a thicc fuckable ass, a heavily sexually pierced feminine body, and a scent that seems to put straight men & lesbian women into breeding season. \n\nI really don't know what's worse, an undeniable envy of my wife's breasts with a wish for lactating knockers that put her sizable rack to shame or an eagerness to fill a sudden hollowness in my belly after she teased me with the details of how heavily pregnant with sextuplets one of her former bullies is."
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"content": "I sigh as I walk through the darkening forest, Harriet's singing was infectious but obvious. That was the problem with bards was they could be sneaky and subtle; could being the operative term. Jaida puts her hand on my back to reassure me of my idea. This was a dumb idea, but we needed the money and we needed it stat. Sure Harriet could get a job in a tavern or inn but the rest of us didn't have that option. Jaida was a druid and thus had poor economic skills; May was a psychic who is she wasn't focusing her powers would telepathic broadcast her every thought; and I had bargained for physical might and supernatural power with something that claim to be an angel, but the priests found neither demonic power nor the marker of a known deity on my patron. So, adventuring was the only thing we could do (and Harriet was just bored, I think), and the rumours of the tomb of some sort of 'Sex Angel', or 'Houri' (probably a misidentified succubus or something) could set us for life, if true.\n\n\"It's here.\" Said May, stopping. We look as she points to a door in a hollow; white jade set in black marble. I walk up when a seductive voices murmurs, \"Answer me these question three.\"\n\n\"Who's there?\"\n\n\"What is your favourite monster? Why did you come here? What would you like to do the others?\" A moment of silence as I look around. \"You can whisper to open the door.\" Without hestiation, but against my better judgement I answer with a faintness;\n\n\"Dragon.\"\n\"To find resources to identify my patron.\"\n\"Make them happy.\"\n\nThe door opens inward, and I take a quick look in. Somehow the door comes in from behind me and slaps me in before sealing shut. I hear my teams shocked gasps as they come and slam the door for several minutes. After a moment I hear them calm down and start to talk to each other. Then near silence as May whispers something, I think I hear 'Kitsune'. I see the strange mechanism of the door slam her in too with a sheepish grin on her face before seeing me and returning to her normal blank expression. A minute passes and I hear Jaida start to say something before Harriet blurts out;\n\n\"Thunderbird! fame and fortune! make me SING with their tongues!\" I blush as she enters and looks at us. A moment later Jaida follows shocked but she herself had said."
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"content": "Kelly took a sharp turn, pulling her minivan into the vacant parking lot behind the library. She remembered losing her virginity here when she was just 18, but that was 6 years and a baby ago. The blonde stepped out of her car, 5 inch wedge sandals swinging out of her door on her long, tanned legs. She confidently ran a hand over her body just beneath her heavy bust, her stomach just slightly punchy, but no more than what would be considered thick and her waist still looked very good in the red bodycon stretch dress she was wearing. Her thick thighs and wide hips were hugged just right, and the dresses low neckline showed off the girls in all their jiggly glory. She whipped her thick mane of hair around and gathered it into a high ponytail, looking around the parking lot furtively.\n\nA gray SUV soon pulled up. Kelly gave a wave and a wink, as she opened the side door of her van. \n\nHarold didn't waste any time, pulling up right next to her and hopping out. The older man threw an arm around her, pulling her into a tight hug, obviously enjoying the feeling of her plush, busty, milfy body against him. She was almost as tall as he was, especially in her heels, but he was just slightly taller than her, and despite His gray hair, is arms and she could feel the definition of his muscles through his clothing, as she willingly rubbed against him. The two quickly locked into an intense, deep kiss, breathing in each other's scents, relishing how each other's bodies felt pressed together. Kelly could feel Harold's cock against her thigh, even through his pants, and he was obviously hard and ready.\n\nShe broke away from the kiss just briefly. \"Skylar is super pumped about Christmas break! She can't wait to go to Disney world with her daddy! I hope you've still got that 'business trip' penciled in?\"\n\nHe grinned and nodded. \"I convinced Cheryl to spend Christmas with her family while I have a Sales trip to Orlando. It'll be nice to get in some quality time. What does she want for Christmas?\"\n\nKelly thought about it for a moment, though not long enough to distract from her hormones, and then she fixed her gaze on her illicit man and gave him a wink. \"Well... What she really wants is a little sister!\"\n\nHe smiled wolfishly. \"Just what I was hoping to give her!\" He roughly grabbed Kelly's ass, and groped along the back of her thigh, his other hand tracing her hip, as he pushed her backwards towards the bed in the back of her van.\n\nKelly giggled and spread her thighs, as he pushed her down, sliding the door closed behind the two of them. He knelt between her legs and undid his pants, quickly freeing his cock before plunging into her. She was so wet and ready that she hardly needed foreplay at this point. Her dress was quickly hiked up over her hips, exposing her naked snatch he pulled her top down, letting her soft, heavy breasts jiggle freely on her chest, as he started to rail her. Kelly rubbed her own clit with one hand, and she wrapped the other around his neck, pulling herself up to kiss him, even as he pounded her pussy.\n\nShe met his thrusts eagerly, wrapping her thick, fit thighs around him and gripping him to her, rolling her hips along with his, as the two humped like animals. \"I'm so fucking fertile now, Daddy. You want to knock your slut up? You want to see my skirts get tight around my nice big belly?\" She whispered into his ear, milking and squeezing at him with her tight cunt. He grunted and fucked her even faster. She giggled and pulled him tighter to her. \"God! I can't wait to have your baby in me again. Come on, stud. Fill me up! I need it! I need to get pregnant!\" \n\nHe could feel how close she was to coming, and he was almost as close, himself. Her begging him to breed her, combined with her hot, long, curvy body was more than he could take, and her pussy was as tight as a velvet vice around his cock.\n\n\"Cum in me! I want to feel cum fucking flooding my womb. Breed me right now!\" Kelly chanted, she rubbed her own clit and ground her hips against him, squeezing him between her thighs.\n\nHe couldn't hold out any longer, and he blasted her with his seed, pumping her hungry womb absolutely full of thick, potent sperm. \n\nKelly finally let herself climax, her orgasm forcing her pussy to milk more and more cum out of her neighbor's cock. She could feel how fertile she was, and she could practically feel herself getting pregnant that very moment. He had pulled her up off the floor and back onto him, and she now straddled his lap, her legs twined around him, and her arms wrapped around his back breathing onto his neck, heavily, as her pussy hungrily devoured his cock and drank down his cum. She kissed him, sloppily, on the side of his face, before she fell back away from him, letting him pull himself free of her. She barely registered the door of her van opening, as he stepped out and started to fix his pants.\n\nA few minutes later, she stepped out herself, pulling her top up and the rest of her dress back down. She only now stepped into the panties she brought with her, hoping they would keep too much of his come from running down her thighs. \n\nShe called to him, as he stepped back toward his car, and she and her hand down her front, stopping above her belly. \"I'm going to wear the same dress in Orlando, no matter how big I get!\" \n\nHarold felt his cock stir at the font, as he watched her gently rubbed a circle on her tummy. She was clearly fantasizing about just how sexy she would look with a round pregnant belly stretching out her tight little dress. He was fantasizing too... But time was of the essence. \"You'd better! And I'll fuck you in it again!\" \n\nShe smiled and licked her teeth, winking at him, as she watched him hop into his car and go. She would wait a few minutes before leaving the parking lot. He had to go pick up his son from school. She had to go pick up his daughter from that same school. She patted her fertile belly, still feeling his cum deep inside her. She had his next daughter right here..."
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"content": "Hannah choked on her coffee. \"You want to what?\" she managed to sputter out between coughs.\r\n\nOn the opposite side of the table, Amanda and Sarah looked at each other and giggled, before looking back at Hannah. \"Well...\" Amanda said, stifling another giggle \"...we've wanted to play with another girl for a while now, and well, we both thought about the fit, sexy goddess we both know...\" \r\n\nHannah blushed bright pink. \"I'm flattered... and...\" \r\n\nAmanda grinned widely. \"So... is that a yes?\" she said, looking up at Hannah. \r\n\nHannah's blush deepened. \"I... I guess it is.\" \r\n\nSarah and Amanda looked at each other and squealed in delight. \r\n\nThe next Saturday, Hannah stood outside Amanda and Sarah's apartment, fidgeting nervously with the shoulderstrap on her handbag. She had dug deep in her closet to find a backless red cocktail dress and matching strappy heels that would look good against her tanned skin and dark hair, and spent more time on her hair and makeup than she had at any time she could remember. She could hardly remember a time when she had dressed this femininely, she was usually in her work clothes or training outfits. She took a deep, shuddering breath and pressed the doorbell. \r\n\nAmanda immediately opened the door. Her slender form was wrapped in a short, deep red silk robe that stopped at mid-thigh, and she immediately reached up and flung her arms around Hannah's neck. \r\n\n\"Hi!\" she squealed with glee, before letting go and standing aside, letting Hannah in. As the door slammed shut, Sarah came out to greet Hannah. She had pulled out all the stops this time, her plump, pale body adorned with sheer green lingerie that played off her naturally pale skin and red hair, and emphasized the voluptuous curves of her body. She also hugged Hannah, before taking her hands and kissing her cheek. \"You look amazing.\" she said.\r\n\n\"You look pretty amazing yourself\" Hannah replied, letting her eyes wander up and down Sarah's body, looking at the vast expanses of pale skin, dusted with freckles, that her lingerie framed beautifully. \"I'm almost feeling overdressed.\" \n\nAmanda laughed. \"We'll get that fixed in no time. Let's just go into our bedroom and we can get all that sorted out.\" \r\n\nWith that, Amanda and Sarah took Hannah by the hands, and led her into a room at the back of the hall.\r\n\nThe bedroom was generously sized and dominated by a large, soft-looking bed. Hannah slid her handbag of her shoulder and looked around. \"So...\" she said nervously. \"... is this a bad time to tell you this is my first time going past second base with a girl?\"\r\n\n\"So cute!\" Sarah and Amanda squeaked simultaneously, both leaning against Hannah and giving her a one-armed hug. \r\n\n\"Seriously, don't worry. Just let us take care of you.\" Sarah murmured, as she slowly began running her hands over the bare skin of Hannah's back, exploring the peaks and valleys of her well-muscled body with her fingertips. Meanwhile, Amanda took Hannah's hands and placed them on her slender hips, stepping in close and getting up on tiptoes to kiss Hannah. The kiss was slow, tentative, at first, but grew in intensity steadily. Hannah moaned softly while her hands slowly moved, toying with the sash holding Amanda's robe closed. With a quick flich of her fingers, the sash fell to the floor. Hannah's hands slowly moved up Amanda's body, her slender shape feeling almost fragile under Hannah's strong fingers. Her fingers caressed Amanda's flat, trim tummy and small, perky breasts, until they reached her shoulders. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pulled the robe from Amanda's shoulders, and let it fall to her feet. \r\n\nBehind Hannah's back, Sarah began almost mimicking Hannah's actions, toying for a while with the straps of her dress, before pulling them down over her arms. Hannah smiled as she shimmied a little, helping Sarah pull the dress down over her breasts and hips, until she stood there, fully naked.\r\n\n\"No panties? Naughty girl.\" Sarah purred in Hannah's ear, grinning mischievously before giving her hard, muscular ass a smack. Hannah gasped, and then giggled, relaxing as her friends worked their magic. Sarah pressed her soft body against Hannah's back, sliding her gentle hands over Hannah's tummy, gently dragging her fingernails over Hannah's rippling abs. Meanwhile, Amanda rained kisses on Hannah's shoulders and chest. Slowly, they inched their way over towards the bed. \r\n\nSarah sat on the bed, letting Hannah lean against her, and slowly scooted backwards until Hannah lay on her back, with her head resting on Sarah's soft lap. Hannah looked nervous, but Sarah looked down at her, a warm, comforting smile on her lips, before she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She quickly slid out of the lacy garment and tossed it aside, unleashing her big, plump tits. Hannah could only stare up at the pair hanging above her. Slowly, Hannah reached up and placed her hands on Sarah's tits. Sarah smiled and took Hannah's wrists, gently encouraging her to fondle and play with them.\r\n\nAmanda kneeled on the floor next to the bed, gently spreading Hannah's legs and running her hands up and down her heavily muscled thighs, drawing pale patterns on the carefully tanned skin with her nails. She planted a pair of soft kisses on the inside of Hannah's thighs, and traced her lips upwards. She smiled as she saw Hannah's neatly shaved pussy glisten with wetness, and leaned in, slowly tracing Hannah's folds with her tongue.\r\n\nHannah gasped at Amanda's touch, the gasp turning into a low moan as Amanda's licking intensified, becoming faster and moving closer to her clit. Encouraged by the sounds Hannah made, Amanda drew her finger along her slit, smiling as she saw a small wet stain form on the sheets. Smiling broadly, she inserted a finger into Hannah's sodden slit, curling it upwards to tickle her g-spot while her tongue circled Hannah's clit. Slowly and gently, but absolutely relentlessly, Amanda began to coax Hannah towards a thundering climax.\n\nSarah, meanwhile, ran her hands over Hannah's tummy, feeling her muscles ripple as Amanda's fingers and tongue sent jolts of pleasure through her body, before moving her hands up to play with Hannah's tits, gently squeezing them before rolling her hard little nipples between her fingers.\n\nHannah's moans grew louder and more frantic as the girls increased their pace, her hands grabbed the sheet and clenched into fists. Until finally, it became too much for poor Hannah. Her back arched, her legs quivered, and an inarticulate scream emitted from her mouth as an orgasm of epic proportions. Sarah held her as her body shook, while Amanda's fingers and tongue blurred as they tried to push Hannah to even higher peaks of pleasure. \n\n\nEventually, after what, could have been seconds or hours, Hannah rode out her orgasm and sank back into the sheets. She looked up at Sarah with unfocused eyes, and a wide grin on her face. \"That ... that was...\" she panted, unable to form a sentence. Sarah just leaned down and kissed Hannah, before scooting out from underneath her. She leaned in and kissed Hannah again. \"'Was'? Honey, we are just getting warmed up.\" \nWith that, Sarah got off the bed and walked over to the dresser in the corner, while Amanda and Hannah watched her big, plump ass jiggle with every sway of her hips. She bent down to open a drawer, no doubt deliberately giving Hannah and Amanda a show. She soon rose, with a triumphant \"Ha!\", revealing the treasures she had found. A strapon, a buttplug, a bottle of lube and a magic wand. She walked up behind Amanda, and kissed the nape of her neck while she began attaching the strapon to Amanda's tight little body with well-practiced ease. When the last strap was in place. Amanda turned around, and tucked her fingers inside the waistband of Sarah's panties. The soaked scrap of lace fell to the floor, revealing a perfectly plump pussy, adorned with a neatly trimmed triangle of ginger fuzz. Amanda turned to Hannah, who was still lying on the bed, and smiled an evil smirk. \n\"So, are you ready for what comes next?\" Amanda asked.\r \n\r \nHannah whimpered. \n\"Good girl.\""
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"content": "“Hello, Bryan…” *I grumbled. I couldn’t understand why Jessica enjoyed having him around…he always interrupt our time together…*\n\n“Ah, Hi Noah! And hello, Jessica.” *He goes and kissed Jessica. Always so handsy, and quick to the touch. I stare daggers of jealousy, as he kiss her.*\n\n“Ah, not so fast! I still need to finish my dinner.” *Jessica pushed Bryan away, as he had interrupted our dinner. As neither of us were up to cook, we had ordered Korean takeout.*\n\n“Oh…well, what’s your Guardian Angel for then? Being your GA AND roommate, he should at least cook for you. Or you could’ve had me cook for you.” *Bryan had looked like a puppy, that then began lashing out.*\n\n*I opened my mouth, responding to him, coldly.* “I’m here to tend to Jessica. If you looked closely, then you would’ve noticed we don’t have any leftovers nor groceries. And I am NOT going to have Jessica eat instant noodles without any toppings. And demon food can’t be consumed by humans, nor angels.”\n\n“Tch, as if I would share it with you.” *Bryan sneered.*\n\n“Boys, boys, no need to get violent…” *Jessica defuses the situation.* “Now, we can talk after I finish eating. And Noah, you gotta eat!” *She lifted my plate to me, the only thing that was consumed were the noodles.*\n\n“Fine…” *I take the plate and begin to eat the spicy food…*\n\n———\n\n*I finished rinsing my mouth with milk, trying to douse the flames in my mouth.*\n\n“Ah, sorry Noah. I forget that you didn’t like spicy…but why didn’t you remind me?” *Jessica had a worried expression, as I finished the rest of the milk jug.*\n\n“Because you enjoy spicy food. Especially when it’s spicy chicken from your favorite Korean restaurant. It’s why I ordered the noodles…that you mostly took.”\n\n———\n\n*After I finished getting the spice out of my mouth, Jessica had me wait in the living room, where Bryan was playing on my PS5…*\n\n“Couldn’t bother to ask?” *I blankly stated.* \n\n“Ehh…I knew you wouldn’t mind if I brought my own game. And you also know how I treat stuff like these.” *Bryan said, continuing on his solo play.*\n\n*I stare at Jessica’s door, as she soon exits in her night wear.* “Hey boys… I was wondering. How would you two like to do a threesome?”\n\n“No.” *The both of us said in unison.*"
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"content": "Amy looked back over her shoulder, at her master and mistress. Her hands were tied to the bedframe, above her head, her brown hair was tied back from her cute, heart-face, and her big eyes, made even bigger by her glasses, were looking on with equal parts fear and arousal, as David fastened the last straps holding Sharon's ribbed strapon to her groin.\n\n\"What do you think, honey? Want to fuck Amy's tight little pussy?\" David asked with a broad grin on his face, while he coated the strapon in a generous coat of lube. Amy whimpered, but was quickly silenced as David brought down his hand with a hard SMACK on her pert little ass.\n\n\"Of course, Sir.\" Sharon purred in her low, smooth contralto voice. She climbed onto the bed, positioned herself behind Amy, and grabbed her ponytail. She yanked it back, so she could look Amy in the eye, while she guided her thick rubber toy towards Amy's shaved little pussy. A push of her strong, yoga-toned hips pushed the tip into Amy's pussy, while Amy whimpered and moaned at the sensation. Sharon slid her hands onto Amy's tiny little tits, grabbing them, using them as leverage as she pushed herself deeper inside, and resting Amy's back against her own, rather more ample chest. Slowly, but roughly, Sharon began to fuck Amy, their bodies slapping together as Amy was filled up with every thrust. \"Like that, you little slut?\" she growled. \n\nSuddenly, Amy was pushed forward, face down onto the bed, with Mistress on top of her. She squealed into the mattress. David had mounted Sharon, grabbing Mistress by the neck and pushing her forward. \"Who's the little slut here?\" he growled as he rubbed his cock against her slit.\n\n\"I am, Sir!\" she whimpered as David filled her up with his cock. Her whimpers turned into inarticulate moans as David fucked her, grabbing Amy's hips and slamming into Sharon, pushing her even deeper into Amy's little hole. Sharon did her best to keep up, bucking her ass against David and slamming her pelvis into Amy's cute little butt. She reached around and started rubbing Amy's clit, fingers moving with lightning speed. \"Like that, do you...\" she began, but her words petered off into an inarticulate squeal as David's hard hand gave her ass a smack. Amy just moaned into the mattress, incapable of doing much else.\n\nEventually, even David's stamina ran out. With one final, huge thrust, he slammed himself into the depths of Sharon's cunt. His cock throbbed. His balls tightened, and with a loud, grunting groan, he deposited his load deep inside her. With that, he let Sharon fall to the mattress, into a sweaty, panting heap, while he untied Amy's hands. Cupping her face in his big, strong hand, he tilted her head up and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. \n\n\"Be a good girl and clean up your mistress' pussy for me, will you.\" he commanded her with a gentle smile. Amy smiled back, before looking at her mistress and getting to work."
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"content": "“What?” *I said, trying to comprehend her words.*\n\n“I said, would you let me relieve you in the mornings? I mean, we sleep together, and mom and dad were always on their way to work when we wake up. So…what if you let me take care of your mourning wood?” \n\n“Uhh…” *I couldn’t reply. The shock has stalled any intelligent thoughts, as I pulled the blanket over myself. Rather going to sleep than try to comprehend the moment.*\n\n———\n\n*I felt something wet around my cock. It seems that because she never received an answer, my sister had simply inserted my morning wood into her, and just cuddled up to me.*\n\n*I couldn’t deny that it didn’t feel good, but…*\n\n“Hmm…mmn? Ah, hey Noah. Would you let me take care of it, now?” *Sarah had sleepily asked me. It seems that she won’t be giving up so easily.*\n\n“Fine, fine… but you can’t use your pussy. That’s the rule.” *Well, she seems happy, even with the restriction. As she then pulled my cock out of her, then slammed her ass down on my dick.*\n\n“Ahh…” *The both of us had moaned from the pleasure. And I had immediately came from the sudden tightness. While Sarah begins to bounce on my cock.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: They really didn't expect the hypnosis to work so well on their bully, but since it has, might aswell take full advantage of it | [
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"content": "A little late, but I hope this story is ok!\n\n.\n\n\"Oi, loser! Going to cry alone in the library again?\"\n\nEven before turning around, I knew who the sharp, feminine voice belonged to. Its owner was Isabelle; she was a notorious bully, and had picked on me multiple times, relying on the fact that I was constantly alone and had no friends. She was also the most popular girl in school, and for a very good reason - Isabelle had a stunning body.\n\nI turned around, and took a moment to admire her figure. Isabelle had long, wavy blonde hair that reached down to her waist, silky-smooth and glistening in the afternoon sun. She had an amazingly curvy body at 5'11, boasting a massive pair of tits so large that they strained against the fabric of her undersized blouse. Her ass perfectly roundish, just begging to be spanked, and her skirt was so short that it showed off a hint of her pink lacy underwear as well as a good chunk of her fabulous thighs. Rumour was, she had slept with over half of the school's guys; it was easy to see why. Even despite her mean nature, I had a raging hard on just looking at her like that.\n\nIsabelle noticed me ogling her body. She smirked derisively, then leaned forwards so that her breasts hung right in front of my face. \"Like what you see?\" she taunted, \"Take a nice, long look, because this'll be the only time you'll ever see a girl's boobs.\" \n\nThen she turned around and began walking away, swinging her hips seductively.\n\nNormally, this would be where things normally ended. Thai time, however, I had something else up my sleeve. I'd been preparing for weeks for this moment; now I would cash it all in. Softly, under my breath, I muttered a single word: \"_stop_\".\n\nIsabelle stopped moving instantly.\n\nI walked in front of her. Her body, normally confident, was now limp and unresponsive. Her arms hung by her sides, and her face bore a neutral expression, not responding to an outside stimuli. I smirked; as of this moment, I had complete control over each and every of Isabelle's actions.\n\n\"Not so prideful now, are you?\" I muttered softly. Testing the waters, I first placed on her on her right breast, checking to see whether the hypnosis was really working.\n\nNo response.\n\nI took the chance to feel up her breasts even more, squeezing and rubbing her ample cleavage with both hands. Her breasts felt impossibly soft, molding to the shape of my hands. I felt around her chest until I felt her nipple then _pulled_, twisting and pulling to my delight. A soft moan escaped Isabelle's mouth, but this was no concern; she was just so much of a slut that even her subconscious enjoyed this so much.\n\nRealising that we might be seen, I ordered Isabelle to go into an abandoned classroom and locked the door behind us. I wasted no time in pulling her clothes off myself, unbuttoning her blouse to let her massive breasts spring out freely. They looked even better without any clothing, and I groped her breasts with reckless abandon, squeezing and rubbing as if her breasts were playdough. Once I was satisfied, I proceeded to pull off her skirt and underwear, exposing her shaved pussy to the open air. She had an obvious cameltoe that showed off her pink clit, and I could tell that her pussy was already dripping wet just from what I was doing to her.\n\nNow, for the main event.\n\n\"_suck my dick_\". I ordered her. Isabelle immediately knelt to her knees, undoing my pants zipper and taking my erect cock into her mouth. She was an expert at blowjobs, bobbing her head back and forth along the length of my shaft. I could feel her tongue swirling around the tip of my cock, eagerly lapping up my precum and giving attention to every part of my eager member. It was too much for me, and I came almost instantly, shooting fat loads of cum deep into her throat. To my surprise, Isabelle automatically swallowed my cum, and there was nothing left in her mouth when I told her to stand up again.\n\nI was still hard, however, and I wasn't done with her. \"_Fuck me._\" Isabelle took the command and laid on the table, spreading her legs apart and pulling them back in a missionary position to expose her pink pussy. I inserted my dick slowly at first. Her pussy was so tight that even inserting just the tip of my cock felt amazing. I could feel her pussy juices coating my cock as I went deeper and deeper, until I was balls deep in Isabelle's pussy. She gasped when I hit her cervix, and I took the cue to begin thrusting in and out. I could feel her pussy constricting my cock as I fucked her faster and faster, her moans growing louder and louder. \n\n\"Ahh! Ahhh!\" Even hypnotized, she was enjoying the sex so much that audible cries of pleasure escaped her mouth. As we fucked, I took both of her breasts in my hands, my thumbs rubbing back and forth over her erect nipples. Pleasure radiated throughout my body. I could smell the scent of sweat in the air, and Isabelle's ragged breath was hot on my cheek. Instinctively, I kissed her, tasting the sweet taste of her saliva in my mouth. Out tongues intertwined as I came, shooting my load into her unprotected pussy. Isabelle's body shivered in my grip as she came as well, coating my cock in her cum. When I removed my cock, white, sticky liquid dripped from her pussy, forming a messy puddle on the floor.\n\nI grinned deviously, and gave her one last dirty command. \"_clean it up_.\" Isabelle dropped down on to her knees and began lapping up the cum with her mouth, slurping and sucking it up until not a drop remained. She looked to pathetic in that form, kneeling below me, that I couldn't help but bend down and slap her in the ass, leaving a red handprint on her asscheek. \n\n\"Who's the loser now?\", I said to her.\n\nIsabelle didn't respond.\n\nAfterwards, I ordered her to forget everything that had happened, then to dress up and return to class. Nobody but me knew what had happened. When I saw her again in the cafeteria that day, talking and laughing with her voluptuous body, she mocked me again for being a virgin. It was fine, though; tomorrow, I would make her pay for her words.\n\nShe was my servant now, after all."
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"content": "The age of the Empire began with the suppression and extermination of those that followed the Old Ways. The old traditions and cultures that had stood for centuries faded into memory, then myth, and then to legend. Civilization brought with it prosperity, but much that made the early Empire great was left behind in the march of progress. Warriors became mere soldiers, leaders were shaped and corrupted into political schemers, even the slave markets were sanitized and industrialized.\n\nNow, nearly two thousand years later, an Imperial discovers in the backwaters on the edge of Imperial borders, a lone pocket of life where the Old Ways yet survive. A place where warriors are not slaves to the state, where leaders do not demand to be followed, and even slaves are cultivated with care and given purpose."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: a story about a man who whenever he looks at a woman discovers the places where she likes to be penetrated | [
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"content": "*When I had looked at everyone that walked into my little corner store, I could see where people like to be penetrated, or penetrate.*\n\n*My usual customers were quite vanilla. Having the usual, vagina or anal. However, there would be some that had the names of people. Had been able to at least set up one night stands or dates for ones that had mutual interests.*\n\n*However, this one was a shock. I watched as the new girl in the neighborhood had walked in. The words above her head read, “Enjoys penetrating Anally”. Whereas usually, for females it’d be, “Enjoys being penetrated, {blank}”. I was interested.*\n\n“Hello, will this be all?” *I had said, ringing up a customer. All the while, I watched the new girl walking throughout the store. Her dark orange hair, that fell to her tits. Her slender yet thicc body shape.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI] “Per the Male Aggression Reduction Act 2035, I’m here to sate your physical needs” in a feminist-fascist future | [
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"content": "Thanks for taking the time to response to prompt! I didn't anticipate someone leaning into the premise so thoroughly, but hear it is, and it’s pretty funny. You’ve added a lot of depth the dystopian backdrop with a clever bit of dialogue. The dynamic between the character’s naturally creates tension. The James Bond pun-based names are pretty cheeky (in a good way). It was a fun read. \n\nSo, I have *no* notes. I look forward to reading more of your work."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When slimes attack, they usually attack in hoards. So, what happens when they attack during breeding season? | [
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"content": "The three girls dashed into their cabin in a panic, Lexi, the half succubus half elf, with her flaming red hair and gold horns was the first through the door, carried by her wings, which she tucked in to make a daring dive for safety. Her red, Spade tipped tail was arrow straight with panic. Her half-sister Esmeralda, a full-blooded elf with flowing blonde hair was next. Long-legged strides carried her through the door, as she tried desperately to remember some low-level magic that might help. Vex, cow patterned cat girl was probably the fastest amongst them, but she had stayed behind, trying to use magic to throw slimes off of their trail. The fog Bank sheet summoned didn't seem to be having any effect on them, and they weren't fooled by her minor illusions either. She ran in, her black and white tail swaying behind her, and she slammed the door\n\nWhatever had happened to summon a slime horde towards a camp for aspiring adventurers was a disaster. All over the camp, girls were seeking shelter.\n\nSoon, a pink slime started oozing underneath the doorway, and the girls readied spells to combat it. They didn't notice the slimes coming in through the windows and the chimney though, and soon they were seized upon.\n\nVex was dragged over to the beds first. A blue tinted slime had wrapped around her legs and pulled her down to the floor, she grabbed at one of the beds, but only succeeded in pulling off the mattress, ending up wrestling with the slime upon it. The slime seemed drawn to her breasts, and flowed over them, caressing them like a million hands, even as it tossed aside her clothing. It seemed to have a thought in its mind, and the girls soon heard that thought echoing from somewhere around them.\n\n\"Mmm... This cat could make quite a lot of milk! How interesting!\" A feminine voice from somewhere seemed to drift through the room.\n\nVex, despite her small breasts and slim figure, accurately did have cowgirl ancestry mixed in with her much more dominant cat features. Maybe she could make a lot of milk, and whatever was tasting her could sense it.\n\nA silver slime dripped in from the spaces between the boards and shingles of the roof, dripping from the ceiling and engulfing Esmeralda. The elf found herself cocooned before she even knew what was happening. Her tall, leggy, bombshell body was wrapped tight, almost as if she was wearing a latex suit, but one which bound her up like a mummy. Only her blonde hair stuck out, as the living slime started to caress her body like tongues. She felt like she was being licked and squeezed all over, and her arms were quickly found to her sides, even as the slime started to flow dangerously close to her most intimate areas. Her ample and perky breasts were already being squeezed and caressed, and she could already feel the slime's attentions starting to focus on her nipples.\n\nLexi was the one who kept her wit's best about her, and her eyes glowed slightly, as she searched around the room, her dainty nostrils flaring slightly, as she caught the scent of the monsters lust. Rather than attempting traditional spellcasting, she focused on her demonic blood, and runic tattoos started to glow on her hands, thighs, and on the lower portion of her stomach, just above her womb.\n\n\"Mmm... A succubus! Or at least the daughter of one... And half elf too! That's too delicious to resist! Too beautiful to look away from!\n\nA red slime, almost gem-like in appearance flowed towards Lexi. It stopped short of actually engulfing her, however, and it started to coalesce, rising up into the form of a gorgeous and voluptuous red slime girl. She was incredibly busty, but she had an unmistakably cute and young charm about her. When she first formed, she was shorter than the rather tall Lexi, but she adjusted her height to Tower over the other girl by a head, smiling with a mixture of lust and predatory Glee.\n\nLexi found her eyes roaming over the slime girl's figure, the red vixens exaggerated curves even more outrageous than those of her own demonic bombshell body. Lexi's own breasts were each the size of her head. It was rare for her to run into someone bustier than she was, especially someone who's breasts were easily twice as big. Despite herself, she felt her unnatural demonic lusts starting to rise. She could tell that the other girl could sense it. \"Who are you, and What do you want?\" She asked, quickly, trying to maintain her focus.\n\n\"That's simple!\" The red girl called, cheerily. \"I'm Cecily, and It's*breeding* season!\" Her voice almost turned into a moan on the word breeding. \"And my friends All need mates!\" She just chewed around the room, especially towards the other two girls and their predicaments."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The virus had turned most of the women of the world into vicious, sex craving versions of themselves. The good news is a cure was developed quickly. The bad news is: it had to be injected via cure carrying males sperm. So you and a team of men set out to cure as many women as you can… | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Wholesome hatefucking | [
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"content": "*\"Fuck me like you hate me.\"*\n\nNeither of them is really sure who makes the first move, but they're both so glad to see it made that it doesn't matter. It's a little shy at first, fingers fumbling with buttons and fleeting glances to ensure that they're each still comfortable, and she wonders how the hell they're going to explain this one to the group if they ever find out. It's so often been the pair of them squabbling, trading barbs every time they get together, and even now they can't explain it all away merely as unresolved tension. Theirs has always been a peculiar friendship, alright.\n\nAnd yet, maybe the bickering is because of just how alike they often are. It's almost at the same moment that they find their shyness giving way to intensity, and an identical brazen lust in their eyes as they draw back just enough for their gazes to meet, and the rest of their clothes hit the floor of her bedroom in a rush as they find themselves kissing again, groaning against each other's lips. They're coarse with one another, sure, but they're also honest and truly open, and it's both oddly nice and refreshing, finding someone with whom you can be... *rough*.\n\nAnd dear God, nothing else relieves the tension quite like it.\n\nThey tumble across the bed and she winds up on top of him, pinning him down playfully with her knees, but the look they share is tender. She reaches down and takes him in her hand as if he's her prize, and the same spirit that's ruled each of their arguments is there as she strokes him in the most teasing manner she can manage, but the little smirk that plays around his mouth as he gasps softly tells her, as ever, that he's not really mad. He's gripping her hips and running his hands possessively over her, but when he reaches between her legs his touch is gentle, and now he coaxes a gasp from her with his fingers against her clitoris. They're nothing if not competitive.\n\nFor which she's mildly annoyed at herself for being the first to crack and cave in to the desire to move things along, but she can barely contain herself as she straddles him and eases his cock inside her. His hands steady her as they relax into the first few tentative thrusts, just getting comfortable, but it's no time at all before they're rocking against one another, fast and deep and so *very* like the pair of them. He's sitting up and holding her to him, hands and mouth covetously exploring her neck, her collar, her breasts, and she's grinning as she bounces in his lap, at each little hitched breath and quavering syllable of her name that it brings from him. But wait. Is he... is he *letting* her win?\n\nThat's not in the rules. Okay, so she'd be lying if she said it didn't make her feel a little special, the faint reverence in his touch, but what kind of a frenemy holds back? And it's then, close together and panting in each other's arms, that she leans in and murmurs it against his ear.\n\n*\"Fuck me like you hate me.\"*\n\nShe's not sure herself whether it's an order or just permission, but either way works for the way he tenses under her. Their eyes meet again, their bodies momentarily still, and she sees the change there; the last vestiges of what must have been control now suddenly gone.\n\nAnd then he's turning the pair of them over, and something between a gasp and a laugh of excitement escapes her, before her belly does a somersault as he hooks his arms under her legs and draws them up onto his shoulders. Oh *fuck*. The gasp becomes a whimper as they start again, faster, deeper... the lewdness, her legs in the air and his balls slapping against her with each thrust is pressing some basal switch in her brain that she'd never known until now was there, and now it's his name trembling on her lips-\n\nWhich he kisses from them, just to remind her. The roughness, like the bickering, isn't because they're callous, or uncaring. They care enough to know that they each can handle it. When she climaxes, her nails dig into his back almost enough to break the skin, and she's pulling him down closer to her as her walls pulse around his cock. She feels him bury his face in the crook of her neck and then in a moment he's past the edge as well, cock throbbing, thrusts slowing to an exhausted stop as his cum fills her. It's almost cathartic. They've let out more than they'd ever realised they'd been keeping pent-up.\n\nLucidity slowly comes back to them as the throes of their orgasms fade away, and the embrace that a moment earlier had felt animalistic now feels intimate. He raises himself up just enough to look down at her, and the hand that cups her cheek is as gentle as their coitus was rough. \"How was that?\"\n\nShe smiles a little dizzily and sits up enough to kiss him again. \"Just right.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: There you stood, in the girls change room watching the team change, and began snapping your fingers. With every snap, every girl in the room grew a cup size, grew a little curvier, and had their pussy grow a bit wetter and more puffy. God you loved warping reality. | [
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"content": "You sat there, unnoticed by the swim team. The leader, May, was giving a speech congratulating them all about their last win, her quickly expanding curves pulling her swimsuit taut. It's the same story for everyone else in the room. \n\nExcept for you. Even though you're in the room, and on the swim team- your reality manipulation was really convenient for sneaking into places- your body is unaffected. After all, you're already perfect. \n\nLong, soft and dense strands of pure gold- metallic gold, not just yellow- tickles your ankles, two long bangs reaching across your front. They frame a beautiful feminine face, with wide blue eyes, plump red lips, and a button nose. Your skin is flawless, with no hair past your long, luscious eyelashes, or your perfectly groomed eyebrows. Its smooth and silky, a light tan colour.\n\nThe rest of your body is no different. You have a huge pair of breasts, at least H cups, sticking out of your chest. Thanks to your power, they're both firm enough to form cleavage without a bra, but they're also softer than clouds. They're heavy enough to press down on you, yet light enough that you barely notice them. The nipples are large as well- even when soft, they create noticeable tents in every top you've worn. \n\nYour waist is thin and taut, with hints of subtle muscles beneath the skin. They lead out to wide hips, and a large, bubbly derriere. Just like your breasts, your ass is both soft enough to serve as a cushion, but firm enough to fill out any bottoms you've worn. Your hips have indentations in them, two lines leading down to your pussy. Its plump and soft, yet firm enough to create noticeable cameltoe in just about anything. It fills out the space between your Thicc thighs, which lead down to your long and attractive legs. \n\nMay is still talking as you snap once more. All at once, everyone's hairbands burst, releasing the hair your snaps have been growing. Everyone's hair has become smoother, denser, and silkier- and more than a few have had theirs change to wild colours, along with their lashes and eyebrows. May herself now has hair just on the border between dark pink and light red. Her eyes have turned the same colour as well. A breakout of acne disappeared, revealing her light mocha coloured skin. \n\nHer voice changed once more, going from deep and authoritative to light and airy, and she's gone from 'valedictorian graduation speech' to 'valley girl speaking to her friends'. Her body filled out even more, and more than a few bathing suits ripped open, revealing tits and ass everywhere. \"And, like,\" May said, \"I'm sure I can get the sporting teacher to get us, like, way better-er swimsuits!\"\n\n\"Oh Em Gee,\" one of them said, \"I bought, like, the cutest little bikini the last time I went shopping- do you think I could, like, use it?\"\n\n\"That's, like, an amazing idea Candi!\" May said, \"Once we're, like, done here, we can totes go to the mall.\"\n\nYou snapped once more, and their swimsuits changed. It was like the swimsuits they had before, except for the fact it covered very little. The straps were more strings than anything, digging slightly into the small amounts of fat on their shoulders. Their bountiful cleavage was shown off to the world, with some of the especially gifted girls having their areola peeking out. Below their now mountainous breasts, the swimsuits revealed a lot of their navel, along with most of their hips and ass. The main colour of their swimsuits matched their hair colour, and their numbers were written across their chest in another colour- the same colour as a stripe which emerged from their plump pussies- which had soaked their bathing suits right through. May herself was standing in a pool of her own juices. \n\nYou change your own outfit, becoming a metallic, reflective gold. One last snap, and they all started blushing. \"Party at my house girls!\" May said. Everyone retreated to their lockers, including you. You heard someone sneak up behind you, before two hands reached up and grabbed your chest. \"Oh Lulu\\~\" May said, whispering in your ear. \"You're gonna be there, right?\"\n\nShe squeezed your sensitive chest, and you let out a soft moan. \"I'm gonna take that as a yes\\~\" She pulled you back into her, kissing your cheek. \"See you there, babe\\~\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Monsterfolk x Human | [
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"content": "- A hunter sets up camp for the night. But as he begins cooking his kill, a curious and hungry wolfgirl approaches.\n\n- Holstaurs are renowned for their kind, almost maternal attitudes, making them great nurses, maids or caretakers. Our male protagonist discovers this first-hand, as he is cared for by one.\n\n- Dragon girls are infamous for being greedy, solitary creatures who viciously defend their treasure hoard. So when she offered the young male knight a piece from her collection, it was effectively a confession..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Extreme Size Difference | [
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"content": "A witch and her longtime boyfriend have always been happy together, but she's always wished he could stretch her out a bit more in the bedroom. One day, in a lost spellbook, she discovers what she thinks to be a growth potion that could potentially make things a lot more fun. However, the recipe was missing one crucial limiting ingredient, and sure, maybe it did make his dick grow about thrice as big, but it also made the rest of his body grow too, although to a lesser extent.\n\nOr, an alternate version: the witch instead discovers a shrinking spell, designed to help people who have less \"assets\" than they would prefer, and works by taking size from the rest of the body and transferring it to aspects like boobs, ass, etc. While the witch has never been self-conscious about her body, she'd always thought bigger was better in that regard. And it comes with an added bonus; If you can't make the cock bigger, you can make yourself smaller."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Humanity always assumed that the invasion of an all-consuming swarm ended with the humans being devoured. As you peel away the colony walls it becomes apparent they had 'other' uses for us. | [
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"content": "response from bard \n\"Sure, here is a continuation of the prompt:\n\n\"Humanity always assumed that the invasion of an all-consuming swarm ended with the humans being devoured. As you peel away the colony walls it becomes apparent they had 'other' uses for us, such as breeding stock or hosts for their young.\n\nThe swarm's breeding colonies were scattered across the globe, hidden in plain sight. They were often disguised as innocuous buildings, such as schools or hospitals. But inside, they were a hive of activity, where humans were kept in captivity and forced to breed.\n\nThe swarm's young were not born in the traditional sense. Instead, they were gestated in human wombs. The process was painful and often fatal for the human mother. But the swarm did not care. They only cared about creating more of their own kind.\n\nThe humans who were forced to breed for the swarm were treated like livestock. They were given little food or water, and they were subjected to constant abuse. Many of them died before they could give birth. But those who survived were forced to continue breeding, year after year.\n\nThe swarm's use of humans as breeding stock was a cruel and exploitative act. But it was also a sign of their desperation. The swarm was a dying race, and they were desperate to find a way to survive. They saw humanity as a potential source of new life, and they were willing to do whatever it took to exploit us.\n\nThe humans who survived the swarm's invasion were forced to live in a new world, a world where they were no longer the dominant species. They had to learn to adapt to their new reality, and to find ways to survive in a world that was now ruled by the swarm.\n\nBut even in this new world, there was still hope. A small group of humans had managed to escape the swarm's clutches. They were determined to fight back, and they vowed to one day free humanity from the swarm's tyranny.\"\n\nThis is just one possible scenario of how an alien invasion could play out. The truth is, we can only speculate about what the aliens' true intentions are. But one thing is for sure: humanity is no longer safe. We must be prepared for anything, and we must never give up hope.\" this is just straight up one of the alien invasion \"comics\" from that one shall not be named\n*vs*\n chatgpt\n\"Humanity always assumed that the invasion of an all-consuming swarm ended with the humans being devoured. As you peel away the colony walls, it becomes apparent they had 'other' uses for us. Instead of mere consumption, they saw us as a resource, a means to an end in their own alien civilization. Our bodies, our minds, and even our emotions were all part of a grand design we could scarcely fathom. They needed us, not just as sustenance, but as tools for a purpose beyond our comprehension.\n\nIn the depths of their labyrinthine hives, we discovered the remnants of our kind, altered and connected by intricate networks. Our consciousnesses merged into a vast, hive-like intelligence, a collective consciousness where thoughts flowed freely among us. Emotions transcended the individual, forming a harmonious resonance that was both beautiful and terrifying.\n\nIt was as if we had become cells in a colossal, sentient organism. Our captors had harnessed our creativity, our problem-solving abilities, and even our capacity for empathy, weaving them into the fabric of their society. They used our combined intellect to navigate the complexities of the universe, solve enigmatic cosmic riddles, and manipulate the very fabric of reality itself.\n\nAs I gazed upon the surreal landscape of this hive-mind civilization, I couldn't help but wonder if, in their own alien way, they believed they were doing us a favor. Were we now part of something greater, transcending our individual limitations? Or were we prisoners of a destiny we could never have imagined, forever entwined with a species so vastly different from our own? The answers lay buried within the pulsating heart of this swarm, a mystery we could only hope to unravel as we navigated our strange and unexpected symbiosis with these enigmatic invaders.\" it's almost strangely comforting like we truly don't even exactly lose other than physical mortal bodies"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You wake up one morning only to discover another, identical version of yourself lying besides you in bed! The two of you are exact copies of one another, in both appearance and personality, and it seems that it is not only you that has been duplicated... | [
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"content": "Brad woke up to an extreme hangover. He knew he shouldn’t have had that last drink at the bar last night, but he was trying to keep up with the guy he was chatting up. As he became more aware of his surroundings, he found that he was not alone in his bed. He had a muscular arm wrapped arm his chest with the hand cupping his left pec. He also felt the other guys morning wood poking at this ass. It seemed they had both slept together naked last night. Brad felt his own morning wood starting to rise so he decided to go with it. He decided go with it and began grinding his ass against the other guys dick. The other matched his movements exactly and began moving his hand along Brad’s nipple. That always drove Brad wild. The guy then began to kiss Brad’s neck and earlobe, another thing that drove Brad wild. Brad began to wonder just how close the two of them had gotten last night. Brad decided to make the next move and slowly turned his body to face this guy to both have a hot make out session and see what this mystery man looked like. \n As brad turned, he got the surprise of his life. He was looking at a face that was identical to his. He couldn’t figure out what was going on. Was he still drunk? Was he dreaming? The two men began to sputter. Finally getting out the words, “Who the fuck are you?” Simultaneously. Both men shouted, “I’m Brad Cain Who the fuck are you”. This synchronicity pissed both men off, and both lunged at the other. The rolled around on the bed each trying to get the upper hand over the other man, but neither could take control. After a while of this both guys tired and the ended up with one on top of the other, both spent and breathing heavily. \n The Brad on the bottom began to wonder out loud how this was happening. What nightmare was going on. The other Brad feeling similar and took a chance and decided to comfort the other him and brought him close in a bear hug. The stayed that way for a while and after some quite conversation that decided that somehow the had been duplicated. Having both realized that the other wasn’t out to kill him, they began to enjoy each other’s company. Soon they could feel their cocks rubbing up against each other, and they began to get instantly hard. They each looked each other in the eye and decided to go with it. \n The Brad’s moved in a 69 position and started sucking each other, at first it was weird, because what ever Brad did to Brad’s cock he could feel being done to his own. There sucking matched simultaneously. After a while at this, one Brad flipped over and mounted his counterpart. He was so turned on he rammed his cock into the other Brad’s ass. He pounded his ass in a frenzy that even surprised himself and began lapping at the others neck and biting at his shoulder. It didn’t take long for him to cum and he soon collapsed on top of his double. He was surprised at how quickly the other Brad moved and he soon felt his own ass being pounded and the events of the last few minutes replayed exactly as the had before with the other Brad releasing his load into Brad’s ass and then collapsing on him. \n After a few minutes of rest both Brad’s decided that the situation they found themselves in wasn’t so bad. The had always wanted a brother and now they had a brother and a lover. It was the best of both worlds. Both began to smile as they thought about all the fun they had to come."
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"content": "Yvette clicked along the rust-colored tiles at a measured pace. 5-in heels weren't the practical of poolside attire, but, being half succubus, she never would have heard the end of it from her mother if she hadn't learned to walk in them on any terrain. She found it easy enough to keep her footing, even with the ground being a bit wet, but it certainly meant that every step sent quakes up through her thick, athletic thighs, across her ample rump, and into her heavy breasts. She was glad that she'd been able to find a modest, one piece swimsuit at the school store. They were common enough around campus. Otherwise she would have had to wear one of the lewd bikinis her family had sent with her when she came up to school. For whatever reason, the material of the suit felt oddly stretchy and a little moist, but it was supposed to be some sort of swim enhancing material, and she hadn't had much experience with it. She was just glad that it was pretty covering. \n\nLiving around so many humans would just be easier if everyone didn't assume she was a total slut. Showing up to the campus end of summer pool party In something that looked more like fetish gear than swimwear would have been a quick ticket to *a reputation*...\n\nJust then, a wall of white feathers seemed to flash in out of nowhere, Yvette bumped into them, and she was forced to take an unsteady step back, stopping her in her tracks. The change in inertia made her breasts bounce, more than she thought they should have, actually, but her suit seemed to be hugging her pretty tightly, even if it somehow wasn't offering much support.\n\nThe feathers moved to the side, and the gleaming white skin of a blonde angel, Giselle Aurora, a cheerleader or sorority check or something, she was pretty sure, instead blocked Yvette's path. The angel cast a cool gaze over The demon girl's body, her blue eyes inscrutable, and a slight smirk on her pink lips. \"Great. Demon spawn. I should have known.\" The blonde angel's voice was a mocking mix of valley girl and theater kid and she was obviously used to being listened to.\n\nA large white feather drifted between them. Yvette's eyes fixed on it, a shock of panic and inexplicable arousal rising in her. The angel looked at Yvette, and then at the errant feather. \"*Clumsy* demon spawn...\"She said, casually grabbing the feather out of the air. \"You knocked one of my feathers out, you dumb bimbo!\" She said, waving the feather near Yvette's face. \"You should apologize!\"\n\nYvette nervously leaned back away from the feather. She could have already feel her body starting to react to it. She was getting goose flesh all along her tanned skin, and she could feel herself starting to get wet despite everything. \"I... Um... Sorry?\" She squeaked out.\n\nThe blonde angel took a step forward, coming directly into Yvette's space. She raised an eyebrow and pouted. \"You can't even see it like you mean it... So typical.\" She stroked the feather along Yvette's neck, forcing the demon girl into a barely suppressed giggle. \"You did this on purpose! Didn't you!\" She chided, mockingly. \"You clumsy bimbo! Did you want one of my feathers real bad?\" She started to stroke the feather over events neck and chest, forcing the demon girl into now unrestrained giggles. Smirking, the angel then ran it over the exposed tops of the other girls breasts and cleavage. Yvette couldn't stop laughing. \"You think this is funny? I can't believe you think this is funny!\"\n\nYvette tried to turn away, but the angel seemed to move with her. \"No! I can't help it.. I'm ticklish.\" More than that, Yvette was experiencing the same thing that happened every time anyone tickled her... She was getting horny. Her whole body suddenly felt more sensitive, and she could feel her heartbeat in her clit. Her nipples were erect, poking into her swimsuit, which suddenly seemed even tighter and less covering than it already had been. She could swear it was riding up for some reason, hugging into her crotch, even as it seemed to be letting more of her breasts spill out. She tried to cover her chest with her arms, desperate to preserve her modesty.\n\nBy this point, the Giselle had extended her wings to either side of Yvette, surrounding her with protruding white feathers. \"Oh bullshit! No what's that ticklish! She mocked, and she started to stroke the feathers of her large, outstretched wings along all the exposed flesh of Yvette's body, tickling her calves and thighs, her back, her arms, her shoulders, and even her breasts a bit more for good measure.\n\nThe demon girl's tale twitched and thrashed about uncontrollably, as she felt her senses race with forced laughter, embarrassment, and throbbing arousal. She was positively cackling, unable to escape from the angel who seemed intent on following her around the pool, keeping up the assault. She was so wet that she felt like her crotch was squishing with every step, and her suit somehow seemed to be sucking up into her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Scenes from the Harem of the Sheik of Abradan. | [
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"content": "Ashira was resting in the courtyard when the sheikhah entered. Lady Vashti swept in like she owned the place - which she did - and, after a brief glance to confirm nobody else was nearby, approached her with a purposeful stride.\n\n\"Ashira. I would like you to join me in my bedchamber tonight.\"\n\n\"Lady Vashti!\" The slave hastily jumped up from where she had been sitting, straightening out her tunic. The clean, white linen shone brightly against her dark skin, as did the polished gold wristbands that marked her as part of the harem. \"How can this slave serve you?\"\n\n\"My husband is currently away on campaign,\" Vashti began without fanfare. \"And according to his latest letter, the siege is going very slowly and he will not be home for many months. So I thought to myself, if he can enjoy this harem whenever he feels his urges, why can't I?\"\n\n\"Ah... but we're both women, aren't we?\" Ashira asked nervously. \"I don't think I could serve you in that way.\"\n\n\"Oh come now, I know all about what the harem gets up to in their spare time. When my husband hasn't called for you in months, but you don't dare sleep another man for fear of his wrath, well, who else would you turn to for comfort but your fellow pleasure slaves?\"\n\n\"Lady Vashti, it's nothing like that!\" The slave exclaimed. \"We just... support each other. Share tips on makeup. Make sure the harem keeper brings everyone what they need. I've never done... *that* with a woman!\"\n\n\"Is that so?\" The sheikhah looked at her oddly, then carried on. \"You know, the stories were *especially* detailed about *you.* The exotic seductress from the west. They say nothing is taboo among your people. No doubt you introduced your depraved practices to the rest of the harem.\" \n\n\"With the greatest of respect, Lady Vashti, who is this \"they\" you speak of?\"\n\n\"Oh, everyone in the palace talks about it. The maids always gossip along themselves, and the guards overhear all sorts of things. I've even found a few books about it in the library, with especially lurid tales of the barbarians.\"\n\nAshira covered her face with her hands and took several deep breaths as she tried to think of a properly subservient response. \"Oh no... my Lady, I believe there is the possibility you have been misinformed...\"\n\n\"Oh, there's no need to be so coy. I've seen enough embarrassed nobles to know when someone is trying to cover up a scandal. But don't worry, I'm not going to punish you for indulging in your barbarian ways... so long as you allow me to join in on the fun.\" The sheikhah said with a sly grin. \"I expect you to be in my bed promptly at the evening bell. Wear something nice.\"\n\nShe leaned up and kissed the slave on her cheek, before turning and striding out of the harem quarters.\n\nAshira put a hand on her cheek and stared as Vashti left, wondering what exactly she had gotten herself into..."
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"content": "(A few things may be incorrect, but I’ll try.)\n\n*When they said that someone had to be transformed into a girl and act as bait, my hand eagerly shot into the air. Most of the platoon thought I had a death wish, while those that knew me, knew that I wouldn’t give up the chance to be transform into a girl. Nor turn up the chance at death.*\n\n**Sgt. Greg:** “Uh…is there anyone else? … No? Alright. Private Lee, report to me in 1 hour! Everyone else, you are to report to LT Sarge about the plan for when the beast is lured out in 30 minutes! You are dismissed!”\n\n*Everyone disperses, as a few people that knew what type of person I was, came up to me.*\n\n**Eric:** “Hey Lee! When you die, can I get your PS5?!”\n\n**Florence**: “The fuck dude. Not the right time to ask that.” *She says, smacking Eric in the back of the head.* “Anyways, when you do turn into a girl, I’m here if you need some help.”\n\n**Eric:** “Oh come on, Flo. When Lee goes, we gonna need someone to claim his stuff.”\n\n**Florence:** “We can give it to the Sarge, then.”\n\n**Lee:** “Flo can have it. Flo can have my stuff if I die…”\n\n**Eric:** “Dude, what? I thought bros before…”\n\n**Flo:** “Gonna finish that?”\n\n*Florence then drags Eric away, as they return to the barracks.*\n\n——\n\n*Time went by, as LT Sarge continues the debrief of the beast and answering stupid questions. While I am with Sgt. Greg, getting my affairs and stuff in other before the transformation process.*\n\n**Sgt. Greg:** “Now, before we begin, gotta read you the list of stuff before we continue. Now, do you have a spouse, if so, have you notified them of this event happening?”\n\n**Lee**: “No Sargent, Sir. I don’t have a spouse to inform of this event!”\n\n**Sgt. Greg**: “Any family members, relatives, or anyone you would wish to inherit your belongings, should you die?”\n\n**Lee**: “I wish for Corporal Florence Rose to inherit my belongings, should I die. Sir!”\n\n**Sgt. Greg:**: “Good, good. Now, for the final question. Are you, Noah Lee, certain that you want to proceed with the process of changing your gender, understanding that this will be a permanent change?”\n\n**Noah Lee**: “Of course, Sir! I was prepared for this to be a one-way decision! That either I die or must live as a girl, I won’t regret my decision, Sir!”\n\n**Sgt. Greg**: “Excellent. Now, should you be rendered unable to perform your duties after this mission, you will be compensated and allowed to live your life as you wish.”\n\n*Putting down the clipboard of formal papers, Sgt. Greg claps his hands together and puts on a kind smile.*\n\n**Sgt. Greg**: “Now, boy. All you need to do is just take this pill, and enter the sound proof room. Gonna be an experience, but I’m sure you’ll do just fine.”\n\n*Sargent pats my back, as he hands me a purple and pink pill and a cup of water. Showing me into the sound proof room.*\n\n—\n\n“Oh boy…” *I swallow the pill, and finish the water, and waited.* “Ah…shiet. He didn’t say how long-!”\n\n *And immediately after I was about to finish my sentence, a great heat came from my body. It felt like I had just gotten into a sauna, heated by a volcano. My body flared with heat, as I begin to sweat profusely on the floor. My mind being stretched to it’s limits, as I feel my body change.*\n\n———\n\n(Gonna take a break here. I’ll edit this out when I make pt 2.)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A detective in a city full of monsters and monster girls can never seem to find a case that doesn't go lewd... | [
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"content": "My name is Trevor Graham, and I'm a dick. And a PI. I have six shots in me. One is Sanguephage Syndrome Virus vaccine, two are .38s the doc couldn't get in time, and three are bourbon. And today, I was feeling them all. \n\nMy day started like it usually does, with a cup of generously spiked, pitch dark coffee, a cigarette and the morning newspaper, when I heard my door open, and a nasal voice spoke.\n\n\"Boss... when are you going to take another case?\" The voice belonged to Elindra, the catgirl I had hired as my secretary. I mostly wanted someone to vet clients, answer the phone and cover for me while I was hungover, but she was basically running the firm now. Doing a better job of it than I ever did, not that I'd ever tell her. Still, she was perceptive, close-mouthed and smart, and deserved a hell of a lot better than working for me. \n\nI sighed. \"There are no cases in the city that interest me.\"\n\nElindra looked at the paper. \"What about this one? 'Robbery in the hills!'\"\n\nI shook my head and pinched my nose. \"The one about Lady Serth's sapphires? Check the auction houses. Her husband has a well-known fondness for half-orc whores and risky bets.\"\n\n\"Okay...\" Elindra's brow furled. \"What about the case of the lawyer who went missing?\" \n\n\"Cleared that one up yesterday. Turns out he was seeing this cervitaur girl on the side, and he ditched his family to go live in her family's commune.\" I paused. \"Don't forget to bill his wife for travel expenses.\"\n\n\"And the missing girl?\"\n\nI walked over to my coat, pulling out a small envelope of photographs. \"Picked these up from development last night. Turns out she was a legal adult, and her family couldn't accept that she had married a werewolf.\" I shrugged. \"They seemed happy.\"\n\nElindra opened the envelope of pictures, then looked up at me. Even through her white fur, I could see the almost luminescent blush on your cheeks. \"Did you really have to photograph them having sex?\" \n\n\"I didn't think the bigots would accept anything less.\"\n\n\"Boss, these are...\"\n\nI sighed. I knew where this was going. \"If you want to rub one out, that's fine, just go in the bathroom. Remember that time Randall Kynes walked in on you?\" \n\n\nElindra's blush deepened. I cradled my head in my hands and bawled. Was I the only person in this goddamned city that didn't think with what was between my legs?\n\nAfter my little outburst, I returned to my coffee and newspaper, trying to restore my balance. There was a knock on the door. Elindra opened it, fur slightly ruffled. \"Boss, there's a lady here asking for her.\" Elindra only called women \"lady\" when they looked like they had money and they passed her personal sniff test, so that was a good sign. \n\n\nI knocked back the rest of my coffee, looked at my overfull ashtray before sweeping the butts into my wastepaper basket, and nodded to Elindra. \"Send her in.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Penis Headed Pete is known for having a scalp covered in....well....penises. Whilst he's gotten used to the catcalls and wolf whistles in public he finds first dates challenging. Tonight is his first in years. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Dom top, bi bottom, femdom, strap on. Stuck in a lift. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You're a struggling Mormon family man who has to take a job as a travelling salesman. You're inexperienced at sales, but even more inexperienced in selling these particular products; butt plugs, cockrings and penis sheaths. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An all-female party of adventurers have just come back from their latest adventure and gotten paid, and are celebrating with a night on the town. | [
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"content": "*I watch as the Valkyrie Clan return from their latest venture. They seemed to have hunted quite a lot, as there were a surplus of magic crystals that other members also had to carry a load. They seemed happy with their recent haul and that they hadn’t suffered loss. I continue on my way to the tavern, as my boss are tending to other patrons.*\n\nEric: “Afternoon boss!” \n\nClark: “Ah, Eric! I hear that the Valkyrie have returned. Did you see them on their way back? Oh, what I’d give to bed one of those girls.”\n\nEric: “Gross boss. Yeah, I saw them. Looks like they had gotten quite the haul. They seemed cheery as they made their way into the guild hall. I’d reckon that they are going to party after.”\n\nClark: “Yeah? ‘S that so? Well, wishful thinking that they come to our tavern! Hahaha.”\n\n*As I leave Boss to his thoughts, I go and change for the job. Maybe they will come to our tavern for tonight. We always had adventurers splurge their money for our food and services.*\n\n——\n\n(Maybe Pt.2. Do y’all like this plot line?)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU][Danganronpa] "Finally, now that i've trapped several hormonal teenagers together, they'll surely kill eachother and spread des-Wait, what are they doing?" | [
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