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Write a story using this writing prompt: "Maybe if i was 40 years younger" Said the old man, when the young Woman he befriendet asked him out on a date. "Lets make it 50 years younger!" She answered with a smile and turned him into a dashing young Stud.
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"content": "John was having a splendid afternoon sitting at the park. For today a wonderful young lady had tekken a seat next to him on the park bench and they'd had a great and long conversation about damn near anything they could think of. Sarah was her name, she was stunningly beautiful, energetic and bubbly. \n\nThey must have been there for hours, John realized, as he felt the chilly evening air, he'd been sitting to long he thought to himself. It was going to be a painfully stiff struggle to get up and walk home. \n\nShe was just finishing up telling about her recent ex boyfriend, who sounded like a degenerate to John, though he politely kept that to himself. He was thinking about how much of an idiot that boy was to not appreciate this fine young lady as she deserved. \n\nHis 70 years of age and the long afternoon must have left him more tired then he thought, as the words \"Oh if only I was 40 years younger...\" he trailed off lost in that day dream for a moment before realizing what he just said out loud. He looked into her big brown eyes feeling embarrassed. She stared back at him for a long moment and seemed to have reached a decision. \n\n\"Let's make it 50!\" She happily blurted. \n\nShe snapped her fingers and he suddenly felt heat radiate in every part of his body at once. His hands were the only part visible to him at that instant they also felt the same heat and so he held them up to look at. He stared at his hands watching in shock as decades of wrinkles and creases melted away, and the skin regained it's youthful elasticity. All the aches and pains elsewhere that he'd long grown used to faded and disappeared. The whole episode lasted about 20 seconds then the heat died away. He looked back at Sarah and with his rejuvenated eyes she looked even more beautiful than before. \n\nThere was another part of him that went through the de-aging process and was waking from its long dormant state. He hadn't had a sexual thought or urge in at least a decade, and now his eyes dropped from hers and took note of her shapely form. His long unused member coming to attention with vigorous desire. \n\n\"Come\" she said, \"my apartment is just down this way\".\n\nShe took his hand and led him to it."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Isekai Prompt
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"content": "Difficult to think of one that hasn't been done to death already.\n\nHow about a personal trainer (Male or Female, doesn't matter). Dies in a terrible weight-lifting accident and gets transported to a new world, ending up in the king's court. They are made to assist with training the army since they have knowledge of advanced strength and endurance training that hasn't been discovered in this world. The army could be composed of the opposite gender, or the same depending on what you're going for (or even a \"specialized\" squadron or company). Obviously, a harem-type situation ensues shortly thereafter."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: thick slutty gf wants to be used in front of her bf
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"content": "“Hey Bitches,” yelled a deep voice. Startled, I tried not to fall off the raft I was laying on. I opened my eyes to find my girlfriend’s brother, Steve, and his friend standing at the edge of the pool. Steve had a beer in one hand and a half empty box of beer cans in the other.\n\r\n“Haha, loser,” Steve taunted me. You can take the boy out of the frat but never take the frat out of the boy. Dumbass flunked out of college last year and seemed to have no plans to go back.\n\r\n“What are you doing here?” My girlfriend, Stacy, demanded of her brother.” I turned to look at Stacy, she was also floating on a raft. I can’t believe someone like me ended up with a girl like her. And while she might have put on a little bit of weight since college, she was all curves. \n\r\n“Dam, your sister’s thic!” frat boy two called out. He couldn’t take his eyes off Stacy. It didn’t help that she was wearing a bikini so small it was as if it didn’t exist. Her large brown pink areolas stuck out from each side of the pink triangle fabric that couldn’t contain her breasts. Two pink strings snuck around her waist and disappeared into her ass checks, holding a tiny piece of fabric over her plump lips. Stacy had to wipe the drool off my face the first time I had seen her wear it. An image of her wiping the drool off Frat Boy's face popped into my mind. My cock twitched, but my stomach plummeted. \n\r\nI did not like her brother. \n\r\n“What are you doing here,” Stacy demanded again of her brother.\n\r\n“What! It’s not like you own our parents cabin.”\n\r\n“Yeah, but mom said I could have it for the weekend,” Stacy said. I really hoped she could convince them to leave. But the way Frat Boy was staring at her and the way she was not covering up, made me think that wasn’t going to happen.\n\r\n“Too bad!” Steve barked. “You and loser boy can enjoy the pool. We’re going inside.”\n\r\nI’m not sure how frat boy managed to get inside with his head focused on my girlfriend’s tits. He looked like he wanted to devour them. Something I loved doing. \r\nStacy flipped off her raft, splashing me in the process. She pulled me from my raft and wrapped her arms around me. I got lost in the feeling of her skin pressing into me. The warmth of her large tits mashed against my chest. My tiny cock jumped to attention.\n\r\n“I’m sorry,” Stacy said. “I know you don’t like my brother. He can be a jerk sometimes, but he’s harmless.”\n\r\nI grabbed my girlfriend’s ass and pulled her hips into mine. I leaned in a nipped at the top of her tit.\n\r\n“Oh someone’s excited,” she said. “But we can’t do anything, my brother and his friend might be watching.” Her hand sneaked in between us and slipped into my swim trunks. She grabbed my hard cock and stroked it a few times. “As much as I might want to too. We can’t.”\n\r\nShe stroked my cock a few more times before letting go. She slipped away from me and I was sorry to see her go, even as she whispered, “Though I know you like watching me.”\n\r\nThat line ran through my head for the next few hours. My cuck stayed hard. As much as I loved fucking her, I recently found out I loved watching her fuck my best friend. Images of them played on repeat in my mind. \n\r\n“Babe,” Stacy called out a while later. “I’m getting cold. I’m going to head in.”\n\r\n“Ok. I’ll be right behind you.” I took a few breaths to calm myself. Willing my cock to go soft. When it finally did, I climbed out of the pool. I didn’t see Stacy. She must have gone inside. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist and headed inside.\n\r\nI closed the door behind me and stopped short at the scene inside. My girlfriend was arguing with her brother in the family room. Empty beer cans littered the place. I knew her brother was pretty drunk. But what got me was that she hadn’t even wrapped a towel around herself. She was standing there all but naked and oh boy was frat boy loving it. There was no hiding the boner he had in his pants."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A couple goes on a beach date and they have a bet. The woman has a remote vibe in her controlled by the guy and must collect 30 seashells on the beach before she cums.
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"content": "Ruth was reaching into the beach bag for her sunscreen when she felt something strange. She felt around its ovular outline and then said \"Peter, why did you bring my vibrator?\" \n\n\n \nPeter grinned \"I thought we could spice things up a little.\" He leaned over to rub her back, and angled her towards some of the other beachgoers. \"I mean, imagine walking around in your swimsuit, getting so much attention, all while hiding a little surprise inside your pretty little pussy. They'd have no idea what you're secretly feeling.\" \n\n\n \nRuth's heart beat faster as Peter was describing it. She could imagine the faint buzzing in her crotch and she felt a little light-headed. \"What, you think I should just walk around with it?\" \n\n\n \nPeter shot back, \"Hey, who's going to judge? I bet if you hid that vibrator inside of you, you couldn't collect 30 seashells without cumming.\" \n\n\n \nRuth rolled her eyes a little before her eyes drifted back to the beachgoers. They were so oblivious to what she and Peter were discussing, and it felt dirtier that way. \"Oh come on, I can't cum in public, it's too embarrassing and I get nervous,\" she said, her voice shifting up in tone slightly. \n\n\n \n\"Then it shouldn't be that hard to hold it in,\" said Peter, before saying quietly in a sing-song voice \"If you do I'll pay for dinner.\" \n\n\n \n\"Dinner's kinda lame,\" protested Ruth. \n\n\n \n\"How about dinner and a blowjob under the pier? Or, dinner and I'll eat you out under the pier, if you win. Deal?\" asked Peter with a smile. \n\n\n \n\"Deal.\" declared Ruth. She felt nervous about the idea of a blowjob, but being eaten out sounded too good. Was she making bets while horny? She felt like this is exactly what gets her in trouble, especially with Peter. \n\n\n \n\"Great,\" said Peter, reaching into the bag. \n\n\n \n\"Wait what are you-\" Ruth panicked. \n\n\n \n\"Shh you're gonna attract attention,\" said Peter quietly. \"I'm gonna put it in, nice and gentle, like you like it.\" Ruth heard him licking the pink silicone. \n\n\n \nShe felt not in control and a wave of submissiveness flushed over. \"Do we have to do it in public?\" she asked. \n\n\n \n\"You can cover yourself with your towel.\" Peter handed her the one she was going to use after she hit the ocean, but instead she covered her pelvis while her heart raced and she faced the other beachgoers. She felt a hand holding a damp silicone tip run down her side, leaving behind a wet trail. She let out a quiet frustrated moan, and tilted her head back as she took deep breaths. Peter loved teasing her like this. He licked the tip again and this time his hand made his way underneath the front of her red bikini bottom, stretching it as he placed the tip so it was parting her wet slit. God, she was already turned on from this, and she inhaled sharply as the toy worked its wayup into her until it was snugly stuck. \n\n\n \nPeter removed his hand and moved his head around and kissed her. \"You're doing great, babe,\" he said as their lips parted. He paused and then smiled mischeviously \"Making you cum is going to be too easy.\" He unlocked his phone and set the vibrator to low, and instantly the gentle sensations filled her crotch with a faint pleasure. \"30 seashells, babe, you can do this,\" he said. \n\n\n \nRuth made one more pouty moan before getting up. She focused on walking straight and looking for seashells. Fortunately they weren't too hard to find. She got as many as she could hold and then walked back to the smiling Peter, dumping them straight on the tent he was making in his shorts. \"Ow, what was that for?\" \n\n\n \n\"Enjoying this a little too much,\" said Ruth, feeling good about herself. \"That's eight.\" \n\n\n \n\"Good start, though I think you deserve a bit of punishment for being mean,\" Peter said, unlocking his phone and turning the vibrator up. \n\n\n \n\"Mmm - Mean!\" Ruth repeated at him before walking off. She was feeling pretty clear-headed right until the buzzing felt stronger. Her breasts felt sensitive and she felt her top rub and bounce as she walked. She collected another handful and dumped them next to Peter. \"Another eight,\" she said. Peter smiled as he recognized her voice was higher than it should be, \"Halfway there. How does it feel?\" \n\n\n \n\"Fine,\" said Ruth, wanting to finish her task. \n\n\n \nPeter reached for his phone. \"Tell me, babe.\" \n\n\n \nRuth quickly acceded and blurted out \"I'm so wet it's wrapped itself nicely in my juices as it buzzes and shakes my insides and I have to walk carefully to avoid pressing against it too much and having the sensations go all the way to my belly button.\" \n\n\n \nPeter smiled warmly. \"Good job baby. You can be so descriptive when you try.\" He was so proud of her. \"14 more shells.\" \n\n\n \nRuth turned around and refocused on the task. She came back with another eight. \"Last set,\" said Peter, \"you can do this.\" He unlocked the phone and set the vibrator to high. \n\n\n \nShe clenched her teeth as the no-longer-gentle vibrations ripped through her. Her arousal and need to cum was undeniable but she had to finish. She ran as much as she could to the shell area, frantically searching for the last six. Somehow they all seemed harder to find, maybe because she picked up the easiest ones first. She picked up one, then two, then three. She knew it was too slow, the vibrations were too strong and the tension inside her was building too fast. She focused on finding more shells but it was too late. \n\n\n \nShe dropped her shells, hunched over, and came. Her pussy squeezed on the vibrator and she felt her body shake uncontrollably. Tears welled up and she cried as she understood that she had failed. \n\n\n \nShe took out the vibrator, no longer caring if anyone was watching carefully to see her pull her bikini to the side and push it into her hand. She picked up the shells she had dropped, returned to Peter, and tossed them by his feet along with the deactivated vibrator. \"I'm sorry,\" she said. \n\n\n \nPeter saw her wet eyes and immediately softened, \"Come here, babe, it's okay.\" They laid down on the towels and he held her as she tried to process everything. She could already imagine how deep she was going to shove his cock down her throat to make herself feel better about failing him. She imagined the excess fluid leaking into her mouth as he came in her throat. As she laid on the towel she felt his erection pressing against her ass and she almost wanted to get it over with already, spectators be damned. She cried and let herself be held and it felt good to be held. Eventually she was just being held, relaxing on the beach with Peter and that felt nice."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Twins prompts
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"content": "> She was furious when she found out her identical twin sister had been doing porn under a pseudonym. She's a respected professor, after all! What if people thought it was her? However, she quickly changed her tune when she saw how much her sister was making and how much the industry paid twins. \n\n> After losing a bet, Loren is forced to attend Cassies's lectures for a week, pretending to be her twin, taking notes while Loren stays in bed and relaxes. Much to Cassie's surprise, when the week is up, she learns she's gained three reputation as the campus slut, as Loren spent the week pretending to be Cassie, and eagerly fucking her way through her contact list. Cassie now has to choose between owning up to the deception, or living up to her new slutty persona. \n\n> Tammy's husband has been having some bi-curious feelings and is worried he might cheat on Tammy if he doesn't do something about them. Luckily, Tammy's twin brother is more than willing to step in and help them get himself under control!\n\n> Twins Thomas and Liam have been crushing on Sadie ever since they met at Freshman orientation, but agree never to make a move on her because they didn't want things to get awkward. After a little too much to drink one night, the twins tell Sadie about the agreement, and Sadie comes up with a way to settle it that will leave everyone satisfied..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Is it still a threesome if to of the people involved are twins?
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"content": "“...they both seemed quite satisfied.” said George from HR to the twin receptionists. He was leaning on the bench with a disposable coffee cup that Simon knew was going to be left on his station at the end of shift.\n\nSimon glared at the cup and sidled up against the reception desk. Both receptionists where paused mid-work to address George. In unison they sighed and let out a puff of air that flicked up the platinum hair from their faces to reveal cocked brows.\n\n“That’s fascinating George”\n\n“Yup yup, Quite fascinating.” said the receptionists.\n\n“You know, I’ve had a threesome too… Completely overrated, lots of work, legs everywhere. Honestly, It’s nothing to brag about.” Said Simon, earning himself a glare from George and drawing the man away. He gave Simon a quick smirk and the cup dropped from his hand.\n\n“Ahhh, shit sorry, well good thing you’re here.” said George.\n\nWhat a dick, what an absolute fuck, on the other hand he had a bucket of soapy water to make a real good mess… Simon considered the two options and which he preferred when his thought process was interrupted.\n\n“You haven’t had a threesome Simon.”\n\n“Nope, doesn’t count if we’re twins.” they said with a shake of their heads and a conspiratorial smile.\n\n“It doesn’t?” asked Simon.\n\n“No! We’re the same person.”\n\n“Nup, doesn’t count.”\n\n“Isn’t that like incest?” asked George.\n\n“It’s not incest if your the same person, it’s just masterbation.” said Simon.\n\n“He gets it.”\n\n“He does. Tell you what George.”\n\n“You can have a threesom if you can tell…”\n\n“...which of us is which.”\n\nBoth their name badges simply said ‘Reception’. They had it from here so Simon dunked his mop and started cleaning up the coffee.\n\n“Sarah… Chloe?” he heard behind him.\n\n“He thinks I’m Sarah?”\n\n“Chloe? Really!”\n\nSimon smirked to himself and picked up the disposable cup as the elevator chimed, working his way back toward the desk and dropping a ‘wet floor’ sign.\n\n“Same test Simon.”\n\n“I can’t believe he thought I was Chloe.” said one.\n\n“And I’m definitely not Sarah.” said the other with a cheesy smile.\n\n“You’re not Chloe, but neither are you. You’re the same person, there’s just two of you.”\n\nBoth of their smiles turned to scowles on the last words.\n\n“He was so close!”\n\n“Almost had the right answer.”\n\n“Thank you for cleaning up the mess.”\n\n\\-\n\nSimon nodded to himself and flicked the switch, turning out the lobby lights and heading out of the abandoned office while fumbling with his keys. His phone chimed and he checked the screen.\n\n1 image.\n\n“We’re actually triplets.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The fact that she was the best sorceress in the school didn't change the fact that spellcasting wasn't how she earned her spending money...
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"content": "The hallways bustled with students moving to their next class as Melinda strode confidently through the tide of bodies. Many moved out of her way, not keen on getting on her bad side. She had never hurt anyone before, but with the skills and practice she had, no one was tempted to see what kind of hell she could unleash.\n\nOf course, that didn't stop everyone. They were her clientele, those who were in need of some stress relief, and she was all to happy to supply. Around a quiet corner of the school, she stood facing a tired looking young man, barely a first year. His friends had told him that she had all sorts of surprises if one had the money.\n\n\"Ma'am, I just need a little time to destress. Classes have been rough, and I barely get enough decompress as is. If I don't get a hit I might collapse!\"\n\nMelinda smiled, retrieving a small pink wafer from her bag. \"You know the price.\"\n\nAnxiously, the young man grabbed a handful of golden coins, presenting them for her.\n\nThey were clean, free of grime.\n\nShe pressed the wafer into his palm. \"Now hurry along, I don't need to be seen with you.\"\n\nNodding, he scurried down the hall. He had barely made it a few steps before he swallowed the wafer. In an instant, the young man's form shifted and changed, and where once was a strapping young lad, a cute young lady now stood.\n\nHe let out a sigh of relief.\n\nMelinda smiled to herself. Another satisfied customer."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Over a box of wine, 4 girlfriends — best friends since college 5 or 10 years ago (your choice) — talk sex, specifically about cum, blowjobs, swallowing, and facials. One isn’t a fan, one’s ambivalent about it all, one’s moderately possessive about most of it, and the last one LOVES all of it!!
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"content": "\"I literally cannot believe it's been ten years since graduation,\" Helena said, shaking her head as she tipped the final drops from a bottle of Chardonnay into her glass. \"It feels like yesterday.\"\n\n\"And so much has changed!\" Joanne agreed, but her response was interrupted by Sadie snapping her fingers.\n\n\"Bottle's done, Rosie's turn to get the next,\" she said in a sing-song way, and Rosie, the final woman at the table in the furthest corner of the 39th Street Bar grabbed her purse, made a face at Sadie and headed for the bartender.\n\n\"And now our Helena is about to get married!\" Sadie went on, giggling excitedly and swirling the wine in her glass. \n\n\"Matt is such a catch,\" Joanne said in an envious tone. \n\n\"You gals all settled too soon, you have to hold out,\" Helena told them, sounding a little smug. \n\nRosie sat back down heavily, a fresh chilled bottle in her hands. She offered around top-ups and said, \"Are we talking about Matt? I love Paul but I gotta say I'd find it hard to say no to a couple rounds with Matt in the bedroom,\" she said, making Joanne giggle.\n\n\"I bet he's one of those dirty guys in the bedroom, too, into BDSM or something,\" Sadie said, sipping her wine and clinking her long nails against the glass. \n\n\"Ew, no,\" Helena said instinctively, tossing her black curls over her shoulder as she leant in, keeping her voice down. \"He's actually super respectful. I think he had a bad experience with an ex.\"\n\n\"Just wait until your wedding night,\" Joanne smirked. \"You'll see his true self then.\"\n\nSadie laughed and nodded. \"When Mike got me out of my wedding dress he was like an animal! I was washing my hair for weeks afterwards.\"\n\nAll four of the women laughed, but Helena glanced nervously at Sadie.\n\n\"What do you mean?\" she asked, hiding her naivety behind a few big mouthfuls of wine.\n\n\"Oh come on babe, you mean Matt's never painted your face when he's been really into it?\" Sadie asked, looking skeptical.\n\nHelena laughed nervously again. \"Um, no, that's kindof gross.\"\n\n\"Nothing gross about it if it's what you're into,\" Rosie countered.\n\n\"Are you into it? It sounds really messy and awkward,\" Helena asked her. \n\nRosie shrugged, scratching her freckled nose with her pinky finger. \"I don't hate it, I guess. Paul says it's the best way to finish a blowjob and I probably suck him off once every few weeks. It's messy and it stings like the devil if it gets in your eyes, but Paul goes into love overdrive after and buys me flowers, cleans the bathroom, the whole works. Totally worth it.\"\n\nHelena's eyes were wide. \"I would never let a guy do that to me, not even for jewelry or something,\" she said firmly. \"It makes me shudder just thinking about it.\"\n\n\"What about swallowing it?\" Sadie challenged her, but Helena only went even more pale.\n\n\"No way no way no way. Ew,\" she said, wrapping her arms around her shoulders and squeezing her eyes tight shut. \"Not gonna happen, not even for Matt.\"\n\n\"You've sucked his dick though, right?\" Joanne asked. She slurred her words a little and, with a grin, Sadie topped up her glass again.\n\nHelena blushed. \"I mean, yeah, one time.\"\n\nThe other three stared at her.\n\n\"He says he doesn't like it that much!\" Helena protested. \"He always says he prefers, you know, other things.\"\n\n\"Pussy,\" Sadie pronounced. \"Mike said that to me too when we were dating. Didn't last long.\"\n\n\"What about Trent?\" Rosie asked Joanne. \"Helena never goes down on Matt; Paul gets it occasionally from me; and we can assume Mike's plastering Sadie's face every night-\"\n\n\"Hey, it's fun but it's not that fun,\" Sadie protested. \"I don't swallow his cum more than once a week at most.\"\n\nHelena made a face but the others ignored her.\n\n\"So, what about Trent?\" Rosie repeat, nudging Joanne.\n\nJoanne looked at Sadie and then at Rosie, then giggled. \"He gets it enough,\" she said.\n\n\"What, facials?\" Sadie asked, sounding impressed.\n\n\"Kinda,\" Joanne said, hesitating a little. \"I mean, I probably let him cum on my face... Three times a week?\"\n\nRosie, Sadie and Helena all stared this time.\n\n\"Three times a WEEK?\" Sadie asked, eyes boggling. \n\n\"Yeah, I guess I just love cum,\" Joanne shrugged. \"Is that so bad?\"\n\n\"You must spend half your life in the shower,\" Rosie said, amazed. Helena just looked ill at the prospect.\n\n\"It's fun, right?\" Joanne asked, not getting much response. \"Seriously? You guys don't enjoy it?\"\n\nThree unenthusiastic faces looked back at her.\n\n\"Fuck, well, okay. Your loss,\" Joanne muttered, looking down into her drink as the four friends lapsed into silence, sticking to their own thoughts. \n\n\"Trent's a lucky guy,\" Rosie finally sighed. \"Three times a week sounds like a lot of work, though.\"\n\nJoanne grabbed this conversational olive branch with both hands. \"Yeah, the other three nights I just swallow it, or he cums inside me,\" she told them quickly.\n\n\"You do it EVERY night of the week?\" Sadie asked, her mouth hanging open, and Joanne realised once again she'd said too much, blushing furiously and emptying her wine glass.\n\n\"My turn to get the next bottle,\" she announced, leaving the table before she could do any more damage.\n\n\"Okay, if we're doing real talk, do you let your men stick it in your ass?\" Sadie asked suddenly.\n\nRosie shook her head. \"Nope, no way, tried it once and way too painful.\"\n\nSadie nodded. \"Thought so. I let Mike do it on his birthday or if the Lakers make the playoffs or something, but I just don't get why he likes it so much.\"\n\nJoanne returned with a bottle of a completely different wine, but she didn't seem to have noticed and nobody said anything.\n\n\"So, slut, do you let Trent do anal?\" Sadie asked her, bluntly.\n\nJoanne shrugged. \"Sometimes if I'm in the mood. Not my favorite thing, really.\"\n\nThe women all nodded and sipped together.\n\n\"I guess there's no point asking you, Helena. Matt the Saint probably hasn't even noticed your ass,\" Sadie said, a little cruelly.\n\nHelena blushed and gave herself away instantly.\n\n\"Oh my fucking God, Joanne is a cum whore and Helena is an ass slut,\" Rosie said, incredulously. \"What parallel dimension did we fall into tonight?\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CS] Lowrise jeans
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"content": "(Sorry, I write 3rd person. But I can still work with yours in first person. Just dropping it in as you. If you stick with first person, I’ll keep it as you. If you give me a name, I’ll add it in as needed.\n\nAs Deanna was waiting for (you) to arrive over at her house, she finished getting ready. Stepping back from the mirror, she took a deep breath. Giving a short nod, trying to portray more confidence than she felt, she took a short breath.\n\nThen the doorbell rang. For a moment, she froze, nervous. Her heart racing, she stood for what felt like an eternity, before hearing a second ring. Quickly, she raced down the steps in her small, 2 story house. Arriving at the door, she took another quick breath to calm herself before she opened the door. \n\n“H-hi?” For the moment, all you can see is her long dark hair, and her face. Her cheeks are slightly rounded, and a soft chin. She’s not someone who starved herself, but she’s not overweight either. There’s a mix of excitement and worry in her bright blue eyes. “Uh… hi. C-come on in… I’m… uh….” \n\nThe door slowly opens, and she keeps herself hidden behind it. As she does, (you) can see that as the light changes, there’s a streak of purple that runs down the side of her head."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Sure saving the day was great, but as the only male of the Justice Gang the real treat was how your teammates used you to celebrate.
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"content": "\"Well, look at that! All the old friends I never wanted to see again in one place.\"\n\nI swung around the university cafeteria, dodging attacks and projectiles as I listed off all of my enemies in attendance. \"Let's see, we've got Tsul 'Kalu, Big Man, Nightwytch--\"\n\n\"DIE, COBWEB!\"\n\nI rolled out of the path of Nightwytch's TK-blast and responded, \"Sorry, got plans after this! Anyway, there's you, Supercell, Mudslide, Carrion, Assassin Bug--think fast, Bugsy!\"\n\nI snagged Carrion with a web-line and swung him at Assassin Bug, knocking them both into the kitchen. Suddenly, a slight tightness in the back of my head alerted me to the woman in red body armor dropping from the ceiling with a sword aimed right at the top of my head. I dodged the blow and roundhouse-kicked her against the wall before webbing her up. \"Praetorian, my least favorite--and there's some very steep competition for the title! Let's see, who else?\"\n\nMy Web-Warning went off again seconds before a hulking woman tore through another wall and charged at me. I jumped onto her and used my webs to steer her around the room as I remarked, \"Behemoth, good to see you! And rounding off this little knitting circle, we have you, Grayson Gargoyle, Doc Leviathan, and--GGGGHK!\"\n\nI was cut off by a sticky red mass nailing me to the wall as the pale, veiny freak it was attached to grinned menacingly and responded, \"Bloodstain.\"\n\n\"And here I thought that iron smell was a new floor polish.\"\n\nMy rogues gallery assembled around as a cerulean mist appeared that dispersed to reveal a man in a cloak and carnival mask. \"I'm so glad you accepted my invitation, Cobweb.\"\n\nI strained against Bloodstain's grasp to no avail. \"Masquerade, you son of a bitch! Wait, don't tell me: you put this team together?\"\n\n\"You like it? I'm torn between calling us the Butcher's Dozen or the Thirteen Ghosts of Cobweb. The former's less wordy, but the latter's going to be quite apropos when the fusion bomb Doc Leviathan so kindly built for us detonates. After all, a ghost is all that's left when someone goes up in a miles-wide fireball.\"\n\n*CLANK!*\n\nThe group turned around to see what I presumed was the fusion bomb, freshly gutted and defused. Hovering over it was a woman in silver armor with blue lining, who deadpanned, \"Guess you exhausted all your creativity on your costume.\"\n\nMasquerade whipped around and grabbed me by the throat. \"We told you to come alone!!!\"\n\nI chuckled. \"Yeah, but you didn't say the others couldn't follow me.\"\n\nMasquerade snarled and summoned a dagger to his hand, only for Steelworx to create a wrist-cannon to blast him off of me and yell, \"Showtime, people!\"\n\nIn an instant, the rest of the Justice Gang appeared for the beatdown. Kamaitachi super-sped over to Tsul 'Kalu, knocking his knives from his hands and knocking him over with an airblast. Nightwytch and Grayson Gargoyle tried to make a break for it, only for Stretch to slingshot over to them and slam their heads together. Bloodstain moved to smother me, but Red Thunder punched him into the ground, condensing him into red slime. I rolled out the aching in my shoulder as I asked, \"The hostages got out?\"\n\nRed Thunder nodded. \"Voyager got the last of them to safety. You want in on this?\"\n\nI looked over and watched Phoebe duel with Praetorian as Girandola shot firecracker-like energy blasts at Doc Leviathan and Carrion. \"Nah, I had my fun.\"\n\nRed Thunder cracked her knuckles with a grin. \"Suit yourself. Behemoth! You and me, bitch!!\"\n\nRed Thunder ran off to trade blows with Behemoth as I sat down and stretched. Mudslide turned into a wave of sludge and charged towards me only for Voyager to burst through the ceiling and clap her hands together with enough force to disperse him. As she caught Assassin Bug in one hand, she looked back at me with a smile. \"Lying down on the job, I see.\"\n\nI shrugged. \"It's illegal to work us without a break. Also, you've got incoming.\"\n\nVoyager ducked as Hotwire blasted Big Man across the room while draining Supercell's electricity. Voyager sat down next to me and tossed Assassin Bug aside as she remarked, \"Well, the job's done, so I guess it's alright. But don't let me catch you slacking off when it's serious, mister.\"\n\nI gave a joke salute as Masquerade got onto his feet unsteadily and charged up a particularly nasty-looking spell. But before he could cast it, a monstrous entity with tendrils and a gaping maw appeared in front of him with a mighty roar. Masquerade screamed before falling unconscious, at which point Anomaly shifted back into her humanoid form and giggled. \"I love doing that.\"\n\nI started to get up, only for Phoebe to lift me and throw me over her shoulder. \"Back to base then? I'm in the mood for some...fun.\"\n\nLewd grins passed across everyone's faces as I jokingly said, \"Kinda feels like you already decided for me.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: She was extremely magically gifted, but she'd inherited the quirk of needing orgasms to recharge her mana, *especially* those provided by a partner...
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"content": "Being a woman, and a paladin came with so much societal scrutiny. It took a woman who was supremely confident in herself as much as her abilities. Some women were born with a divine holy power instilled within them, most unfortunately were used for their powers. Kept as pets for strong knights and kings, used to heal them in exchange for the lewd pleasures they required in exchange.. It was pathetic. For Silena, it was different, a victim of a horrible raid left her feeling so low and worthless, so violated and destroyed as her villaged burned along with violated remains of her family, embers in her memory that thrive the fire of her soul when she found her purpose in taking what she was deserved, living by her own holy divination of retribution, no longer to fall victim to the cruelties of the world. Her husband, a much more sheepish man. Not particularly strong, but he was cute and easily aroused. He fit her purpose and definitely didn't mind the money they raked in. No matter the blushing he had with the looks the townsfolk would give him, striding behind his strong proud wife. She spoke straight forward, to the point, and she got what she wanted in most situations with anyone. Whether the gods favoured her, or her own mystical confidence radiated an intimidating beauty no one dared stand against, she couldn't tell. The idea always played in her mind though.\n\nToday was a normal day, a local village had a problem. A rogue priest at a church nearby summoned an incubus, it had been plagueing the nearby homes each night. Breaking in and seducing the village women, impregnating them with his corrupted seed. Incubi were particularly dangerous, as they could seduce nearly anyone, women in particular were their easiest and favoured prey. Nothing more rewarding than watching a housewife become a whimpering bitch in heat before her heartbroken husband.\n\nFinishing up her investigative duties, it had all boiled down to this moment. Freshly fucked and charged with power. Her heavy armour barely registered, her holy powers enhancing her strength through intense meditating prayer during her sensual lovemaking prior. Tonight was the big night that she would \"fall victim\" to the incubus' ways, luring him close enough for a swift defeat, be home for a round two. Or so she plays in her mind..\n\n\"Can you really be sure that he won't succeed over you, sweetheart...? You know some knight will come along soon enough, why does it have to be you.. If he were to violate you.. I can't tell you what it'd do to me.\" her husband Esteor begged, sitting lonesomely on the rough bed inside the inn. His long dark hair barely covered his eyes, an attempt to hide the hurt hiding in his heart.\n\n\"Darling. Trust in me. I love you more than anyone in the world, and no one, no thing... Will ever put me at risk of violating that. You are my handsome..\" her voice, became lower, as her long wavy blonde hair flowed past her face and towards his. \"lovely...\" her small hand stretched across his inner thigh.. \"husband...\" her lips now close to his, savouring his breath before pressing them to his. A kiss so sweetly sensual, he leans back instinctively with a longing breath as her hand guides over his hard member on top of his pants.. \"Besides... I'll be thinking about this all night.. I'm not through with you..\" she stood with a sly smile, her pale face slightly reddened behind her confident stance, turning her rear to her husband.. \"come over here and make sure my belt is secure now.\" raising her arms expectedly as her husband approaches, lovingly assisting his wife prepare for her quest tonight. \"You know, that I can't let these women be hurt any more. They have been trained by those around them that they need protectors... They've not yet witnessed the strength of a woman..\" her face grew stern as her husband finished up.\n\n\"I know love.. It's just hard to put myself on the same pedestal as you some times..\" Esteor's voice nearly cracked with his words. Trying his best to be strong. Stepping before Silena, straightening her tabard as his eyes looked her over. \"You do look so damn good all geared up though.\" he grinned and she giggled, in a way only he could make her. \"Trust me, I could tell.\" She smirked as she grabbed the scabbard of her fathers blade, her heavy boots clammering toward the door with ease. \"See you soon.\" she said sweetly.\n\"Please come back to me..\" Esteor said softly.. \"I love you\" they said in unison as the door shut.\n\nSilena strolled confidently toward her location, her blade tied firmly at her waist, tying her hair back. She stepped through the chapels doors and strolled into the depths into the secret passages that lead to the accursed priests foul magic rituals and at the very end, the lair of the demon in question.. As she marched through the corridors, collecting what little trinkets of value she discovered, mystical doo dads she could sell in the market later on to some would be alchemist or sorcerer. Whoever was willing to pay. She dispelled magical traps, slayed twisted cursed undead raised in pure blaspheme by this disgusting excuse of a priest. With every step her hatred grew, knowing how many lives were destroyed by the bastard awaiting trial. Cleansing this hellhole was never going to bring those people back, unfoul their remains.. The thoughts thrashed her heart and soul. But her resolve was only strengthened, as she neared the end. Her confidence and hatred grew, the last yet most despicable remnant of this towns blight. Retribution was at hand. She recited her battle meditations, holy recitals that would help her keep her composure, ensure a clear mind no matter how intense the threat. And made her way through the final door.\n\nBefore Silena stood the demon in question, the very depiction of a strong masculine man in his prime. Even she couldn't help but admit to herself he was rather dashing. Long slicked back hair, two sharply curved horns protruding through the black strands. Taller than any mortal man. Nearly entirely naked, beside the pathetic excuse for a loincloth barely concealing large member. His hooved feet clop across the stone floor toward Silena. His demonic powers surrounded her before she even saw him. Feeling like an intoxicating sickness.. Even with her magic, she could feel his foul nature. \"Took you long enough...\" spoke a smooth, buttery low voice, one that could make a lesser woman melt. Enhanced with his own demonic energy. Purple magical tendrils sprung forth from the void, binding Silena's legs individually and holding them together through sheer force. Holding her firmly in place as he catches her from falling.. She can't help but blush as his muscular arms catch her like she's nothing. Long, has she forgotten what it was like for a man bigger than her to grab her.. The fleeting feeling caught her throat nearly as quick as he did with his other hand, he could feel her quiver as his hand barely squeezed, not even enough to choke her. His lips drawing close to hers.. Though his hand lowered across her breastplate, and as big as it was, it couldn't feel her womanly figure through the holy steel.. But she could feel his demonic warmth penetrate through to her supple soft busom.. Her nipples tingling.. She closed her eyes as his lips drew closer to hers. \"You have no idea... I've been waiting all night for this...\" she whispered meekly.. The demon grinned, as the skin across his hand began to boil in rapid painful flares. Horror and pain quickly succeeding over his confidence. Relying nearly entirely on her battle meditations and prayers on her way in, her magical reserves were nearly entirely full at this point. Silenas holy will radiated a cosmic glory that burned the demon further, tearing away his void tendrils from her legs as he falls to the ground. Her pale beauty intensified as holy winds surround her, oppressing her would be assaulter. Unsheathing her fathers sword, specks of white holy chaff swiftly coat the blade. Her holy will holds the demon pacified as she leans the blade into his throat. Like a hot knife through butter, the blade pierces his hardened skin with ease. Foul blood flowing freely from the wound as his guttural words of hatred try their best to escape. Falling weakly to the floor, his black eyes a vacant milky white as his skin begins to shrivel and decay. The glowing chaff coated in the demons blood wilts from her iron and falls to the ether dissipating from all reality as she returns her clean sword to its home.. Fixing her clothes, trying her best to not seem too suspicious as she makes her way back out. Returning to her husband."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You’ve defeated the villain, setting the world back on the right path. But now his harem is homeless, and they’re looking to you for help.
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"content": "Part 1/2\n\nMorning light passed through the master bedroom, stirring me awake. As my eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the brightness, I took in the sight before me with a smile. My wives lay scattered around the bed, their faces utterly serene as they curled up under the various blankets and sheets. I looked to my right to see Aurelia the demon girl clinging to my arm like she was going to drift out to sea if she let go. I tenderly caressed her cheek as Verity the elf sat up and rested her head on my chest with a drowsy, \"Good morning, Hayato.\"\n\nI kissed the top of Verity's head and whispered, \"Good morning honey. You sleep well?\"\n\nVerity giggled. \"Of course. Having my darling husband fuck me into oblivion before bed always ensures a good night's sleep.\"\n\nI looked over Verity's shoulder and chuckled at the sight behind her. Jennika the tiger girl was tenderly holding Tanya, my best friend from Earth, as she suckled at her breast while still asleep. Tanya eventually woke up and pulled her mouth away with a sheepish laugh. \"Bad habit. Sorry.\"\n\nJennika kissed Tanya deeply before purring, \"One mommy's never going to wean you off of, princess.\"\n\nTanya nuzzled her face into Jennika's chest happily as Maia the catgirl clambered on top of me and shoved her baby bump in my face with glee. \"Master, master! The babies are kicking, come feel!\"\n\nI chuckled and rested a hand on her stomach, feeling the little pulses of activity with a grin on my face. Maia purred happily as Nicole the witch snuck up behind her and spooned her gently while she gently scratched her fluffy ears. Nicole kissed the back of Maia's shoulder and softly said, \"Hey pretty kitty. Can I have a kiss?\"\n\nMaia nodded enthusiastically and turned around to give Nicole what she was looking for as Aurelia finally woke up and groaned, \"Why are you all so loud this early in the morning?\"\n\nBrandy the bunny girl and Celeste the orc hugged Aurelia gently as the latter remarked, \"Does our little demon have a case of the grumps today?\"\n\nAurelia giggled and announced in a singsong tone, \"Not anymore.\"\n\nKiera the dragonoid sat up, her maternity shirt still bearing the stains from last night's ice cream smorgasbord, and remarked, \"Yes yes, you're all very sexy, I love you very much, and I'm going to make love to everyone of you until the day's end. But could we please do this after breakfast? The cravings are hitting like a mule right now.\"\n\nAva the harpy rested her head on my stomach and added, \"I'm with Kiera on this one, I am fucking *starving* right now--\"\n\n*DING-DONG!*\n\nThe sound of the doorbell cut through our morning antics, prompting Crystal the fairy to take a look out the window. \"Uh, there's a bunch of women outside the front door. They look like they're exhausted.\"\n\nI got out of bed and threw on a pair of shorts as Lucy the tiefling followed suit. \"They're probably gonna want something to eat, and nothing makes a situation better than my muffins.\"\n\nLucy and I descended the staircase to the front entryway and opened the door. Thirteen women bearing the old uniforms of the Soma the Fallen Hero were waiting. A succubus with pinkish-purple hair waved awkwardly and said, \"Heyyy, Hayato.\"\n\n\"Constance? Man, I haven't seen you since you \"cursed\" me to never produce a male offspring.\"\n\n\"Yeah, sorry about that. Soma had this whole thing about quotas, and I really didn't want to do more work that day.\"\n\nLucy leaned against the door and asked, \"What can we do for ya?\"\n\nConstance responded, \"Well, uh, I know we don't really have the right to ask this of you, but after you beat Soma and tossed him into the Chasm of Shattered Dreams, we kinda ended up homeless, and... well, could we maybe crash in your guest house until we get back on our feet?\"\n\n\"Oh, of course! I'll get the keys for you.\"\n\nSighs of relief rippled through the group as Constance said, \"You're a lifesaver, Hayato.\"\n\nAs I went to grab the keys, I whispered to Lucy, \"I need you to build me something once they're all moved in.\"\n\n\"Whaddya have in mind, chief?\"\n\n\"A security system to ensure I *never* set foot in the guest house until they find somewhere else to live.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Prompts for a modern-time princess could get into troubles
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"content": "The really loves the media royal family, However, things take a surprising turn when a particular reporter uncovers a secret: the woman in the latest viral porn video is the princess herself. What would a naughty princess do to get him to destroy the evidence? \n\n\nOr \n\n\nThe Princess Diaries with a naughty twist. How could anyone have guessed this big city escort was actually the last living member of the royal family. Now she must navigate an introduction to the royal life while hiding her identity from the government officials that used to be her clients. Or maybe, she will just own it?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Give me any idea with a sleepy male victim
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"content": "1. (Incest) Her poor brother has been so stressed recently, and she finds it her duty as his older sister to take care of him. Giving him some sleep pills and using his cock while he's too sleepy to resist should do the trick.\n2. In an attempt to seduce her prince, the court sorceress uses magic to induce drowsiness on him and starts fucking him, attempting some kind of sexual hypnosis on him.\n3. His therapist is sweet and incredibly cute, but her methods are rather unorthodox. Relaxing him into sleep and then making him cum over and over, never asking for permission beforehand."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] "Wait, does it really count as (incest or cheating) if...."
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"content": "Stretching the definition of sci-fi technology somewhat: A \"penetrative massage\" technique has been gaining recognition, involving precise manipulation of genitals by genitals among other things to create health-improving responses throughout the client's nervous system. No, it's not sex. Yes, some methods technically require orgasm at specific stages, which some masseuses/masseurs prefer not to do, but that's simply a biological process utilized for objective physical effects. And of course the nudity is necessary, skin-on-skin contact elicits entirely different responses. The training done with the special sensor-filled devices sold at a loss by some companies providing these massages is certainly not masturbation either.\n\n(Feel free to change details)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Why they would ever decommision this induatrial "pump" driod is beyond me, but I can see it's potential for "personal" use.
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"content": "It had also doubled as a caretaker maid. So after finishing reassembling her, I take a look at her software. Luckily, it seems that the software is kept up to date. Soon, after setting up the basics of her, I test run her for 24 hours. She should be able to run for long periods of time, and this will allow me to order new parts if need be.\n\nAfter setting the time, she begins to move about. Taking in her surrounding area and making an informed list of what is in stock. As it was lunch time, and I have the rest of the week off, I decide to let her continue. She soon takes a compilation of veggies and fruit into one blend. She continues with complex mechanics and soon finishes with a large flask of a golden liquid. She then pours out a cup and offers it to me. Taking it, I happily drink it. After doing so, I had decided to take a rest on my recliner chair. Dozing off for a moment.\n\nWaking up, I find myself propped on a table, restrained and naked. My droid circling me, stopping when she notices I am awake. She looks at me with excitement as she then pulls out a purple, cloudy liquid in a small cup. She lathers my man meat with it as she also stroke me. Getting hard, she seemed content with leaving it at that. She props her fingers around my balls and they grasp them. There weren’t any pain, but I could feel her fingers around my balls. They detach as her hand is raised to the tip of my rod. An opening from her hand opens and takes the entirety of my member. What was a robotic arm on the outside, was a soft and onahole on the inside. As she lowers her arm, the insides began to rhythmically move. Practically edging me from its motions. She then detached her arm to link a pipe to the end of it.\n\nAs I am edged, she then leaves. The fingers around my balls kept caressing them as they suddenly had a reaction and begins to swell. Along with my balls increasing in size, so too was my cock. Growing to fill the entirety of the robotic arm.\n\n———\n\nPt 2?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A new app called "BimboGro" hit the market only for a nerdy girl to discovered its true potential.
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"content": "Knowing of its practical uses, she wonders what would happen if she used an unorthodox user. So she invited her best friend to test it with her. He was quite average, getting high grades, but kept a neutral aura. When he pulls up, she hurriedly invites him in, impatient to test the app.\n\nAfter explaining what she was going to do to him, he had actually accepted. She had thought that he would’ve been opposed to it, but he had accepted to be her test subject. \n\nStarting the app up, she aimed her camera towards him, registering the user for the app. Soon, a different UI pops up. Rather than the pink purple pastel, it was now a navy and gold matte color. Many different options to choose, however seeing another menu, she sees the option to amplify. Looking through those options, she was able to modify Noah to whatever she wanted. Starting with size, from the 5’9” average man he was, she shrunk him down to the size of a 4’2” person. He seemed surprised at the changes, but enjoyed his smaller stature. \n\nAfter a few modifications, Stacy had effectively changed Noah into a 4’2” femboy. Taking much interest, she then switched the user from Noah to herself. Selecting the options to enlarge her breasts and an extra feature. A futanari cock! As she goes through the options, she settles on a knotted cock. Eying down Noah as it grows to mast. Noah stares in awe as her seems to salivate. The drooling and gaped mouth was too enticing for her. She grabs Noah’s head and gently inserts her new cock inside. \n\nLicking around the tip, Noah occasionally digs his tongue into her urethra. Each time, she twitch even more. However, before either could finish, Stacy lifted Noah atop of her and aims his little hole with the her tip. Noah seemed to squirm in anticipation. He seemed to be eager, but hesitant about this. As Stacy lowers Noah, he lets out a soft girlish moan, whereas Stacy lets out a loud one. Setting Noah on the couch to better ram her entire length into him. Each thrust digging deep into him, as each also edges Stacy to an orgasm. Thrust after thrust, pounds After pounds. Stacy soon knots Noah and fills him with her warm and creamy cum."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Princess or prince x servant or peasant prompts
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"content": " * A kingdom has a tradition of raising the princes/princess with their wet nurse's child; one generation has a girl/boy set of royal twins bond with their respective twin [milk kinship](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milk_kinship) lover before they all get married to other people (who are also all twins).\n\n * After a kingdom's fall, the heir must rough it with some local woodsfolk.\n\n * In a celebration [Droit du Seigneur/ius primae noctis](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Droit_du_seigneur)'s removal from a kingdom law, a tradition was set up were there princes/princesses had to train up all the new members of prostitutes guild."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Note to self: When asked if you've "Riden a horse." don't reply with "Yes, but my holes were never the same after he came."
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"content": "Although in the same context, it seems that my futanari friend seemed quite interested. Pulling out a vial of liquid she had concocted from her work in the labs. She had given it to me to drink and reassured me that it isn’t anything dangerous. After downing it without a second thought, I felt nothing new. However, she then asked if she could fuck my ass. Pulling out a large horsecock, she had looked at me with excitement.\n\n I must’ve been drooling because she had lowered the tip towards my lips. The enticing length was enough for me to take the head of it and begin to lick. Swirling my tongue around it and occasionally prodding her urethra. Using my hands, I glided them up and down her shaft as they would twitch. Soon, she had suddenly took my head in her hands and shoved me halfway down her entire length. Soon filling my stomach with her horse cream. \n\nAfter being satisfied with got much she had let out into my stomach, had she pulled away and taken me off of her length. Poking and prodding while giggling at my inflated belly. Making jokes about how she had knocked me up and wonders what we should name the baby. But, after a few bits of jokes and prodding, the bump of my belly soon deflates and my body begins to heat up. She seemed to be exhilarated at this moment, taking me into her arms and setting me atop of her tip. And as I sit upon the tip of her horse cock, she takes ahold of my ankles and pulls me down. Her entire length into my ass. However, rather than going in smoothly, my ass was tight, so it held onto her shaft as she rammed her self into me. The tightness gripping onto her had made it difficult for her to pull out entirely, so she continues to use me as her personal toy, Lifting me up and dropping me down.\n\n———\n\nPt 2?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM][EU] Spider-Gwen, Black Cat, or other Spider-Man ideas
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"content": "Felicia Hardy has always had a bit of an issue with overconfidence, whether it's in her own capabilities or the comparison to other's. This time when she starts throwing orders and expectations around, another member of The Sinister Six doesn't take it quite so well.\n\nSpider-Gwen's alliance with the symbiote has always been a give/take relationship. Recently, her symbiote's interests have shifted to a more adult nature and as it learns more about human anatomy, specifically hers, it finds enjoyment in experimentation. Unfortunately, it tends to do so in the worst possible times - in public.\n\nSilk thought the issue with the aphrodisiac pheromones and Peter was over until she met one of his clones, Kaine. Now they're in the middle of a pitched battle and she can't get her mind off where the pheromones are taking it and if he's anything like Peter, she knows he's stuck on her too."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CW][TT] AITA: No matter how hard my dom(s) fuck/peg me I still won't be bratty for them.
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"content": "She would always do this every night, wanting to slowly make me be her little brat. Getting tougher each night until I give in.\n\nThis all started when my futa girlfriend wanted me to try to be her little brat, but I was already comfortable being their pet. But she wouldn’t relent, starting with gentle cuddle fucks each night, gently asking me to do it. To let her tame the wild animal within. Smothering me into her voluptuous breast while slowly rimming my tight ass. Wanting me to push and plead for her to stop, but I was quite comfortable snuggling into her while she used me. Going deeper and deeper, digging all the way in. And when she is finished, she would always finish nearly a liter of cum into me. The warm liquid dripping out of my hole as she would pump another load inside."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "Are they still getting bigger?"
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"content": "She had asked, as an hour prior, she had spilled a vial of mystery liquid on my pants. Lily wasn’t clumsy, however a misplaced vial later and she spills the one in her hands onto my pants. The result was it melting away the area and being soaked into my man meat.\n\nThe first few minutes showed no adverse reactions, however after a half hour my testicles had began to wriggle and squirm. Soon increasing in size and durability. So much so that they aren’t damaged from any impacts, but we’re nearly the size of basket balls. And my meat had grown to a maximum of a foot long. \n\nHaving to set them on a short table wasn’t too difficult, however the difficulty was when I started getting horny. As I was now unable to even stimulate myself, Lily had taken her time to search for anything to aid me.\n\nNow that it’s reached this point, she seemed to be staring at it a bit too long. Asking what she was thinking, she asked me if she trusted me. Of course I did, but I was also curious as to where this would lead. So I had given her an affirmative answer, where she then blindfolded me and said to not be too surprised. \n\n———\n\npt 2?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Getting a new biosynthetic body was a rare privilege, even if it came with being on the hook for testing new sex toys, erotic products, and "bedroom enhancers"...
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"content": "(may have triggering content)\n\nI was born as a guy but considered myself genderless. the company who offered me the job wanted to know if I would consider have a biosynth body so that I could test the toys, products and enhancers. it was set as a assigned female at birth at standard settings with average physique.\n\nI went into the biosynth body and got to adjust to it for a few days. then went on with testing a few dildos with blunt, short, thick hooks. I personally enjoyed it but would understand if someone doesn't want it, they allowed me to take one for myself so I took the largest one. I got a tank that had a dick and balls, separately, for attaching it to myself, they could also be removed but had to be put in the tank when not in use. I used both to see if it felt accurate and if it worked right and just stroked it until it shot out. it was certainly up to standard and used it for a while before returning it to the tank. I had to give it back because it could be calibrated to different people. \n\nI had gotten some time off since the new product for me to test had been delayed by a unknown amount of time. I had just my guy clothes still so I went shopping for new clothes and had gotten new underwear and a few skirts and dresses. I went to a bar and I had also my new ID with me so there wouldn't be problems with that, a few men had harassed me but I just ignored them. I was just enjoying my time there and I had gotten a invitation from some girls to spend some time with them at a booth so I went there with my drink. we had talked about going to some local places and I gave them some suggestions. they eventually got a little quiet, \"do you have a biosynthetic body?\" one of them asked after a awkward silence and I said yes. they asked questions over each other but stopped before one of them spoke up. \"how different does it feel from a natural feminine body?\" \" I stared at the table for a moment before answering quietly, \"I didn't have a feminine body beforehand but it feels consistent as far as I can feel.\" they were quiet but were respectful about it. we talked about other things and I eventually got a number from 3 girls out of 6.\n\nI got my hands on a new aphrodisiac wich was in liquid form and had to just inject in a area where I wanted to be the most sensitive. I injected it just below my navel, there was 1/4th left and I out it to the side so that it won't break. I felt like a good heat spreading from the injection point and felt my body throbbing and getting really horny so I started to rub myself. after it all was over I was sweating heavily and my mouth was really dry so I started to drink some water before hitting the shower. it was a pre-market stuff so I reported the effects and kept it in a cool and dry area. \n\nI got a report back thanking me for the warning and that there will be a warning about it when it would hit the market but that it would take some time still. I also got a request to design a product for the future so I designed a pair of panties that went inward in at least 2 places. I then got to have some time off before I could get the next product so I talked to the girls and offered the pre-market aphrodisiac when we had met in a more secluded area. one if the girls was curious about it so she took it with her. I had given it to her in a plastic bag and had wiped my prints of it beforehand. \n\nI got a bit bored so I got a one-piece swimsuit and went to the local pool for a swim. I had fun while just swimming and being there. the swimsuit becomes see-through wich I hadn't noticed while swimming and only noticed when I went to change back.\n\nI had received a set of butt plugs that were transparent, blue white and pink and black. they all had a design close to a jojo but one side closer to a insert part of a butt plug. they were all hollow for the most part and quite large so I had to train for them a bit before I could put one in.\n\n(might continue another day if anyone wants to and will take suggestions wich might get put in)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Chantelle, skater girl and senior at the U. is Wayne's manic pixie dream girl and study partner. Wayne is dying to ask her out, but afraid of wrecking things. Then it happened. In the U's library, Chantelle said, "I need a break, let's go to my place and I'll peg you, it'll be fun."
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"content": "Full disclosure this sort of story isn’t usually my bag. I usually write about heteronormative sodomy, with cis women being the recipients. I fully plan on making this a one-off, but hopefully, it’s a decent read. \n\nPart 1\n\n***\n\nWayne quietly shut his textbook and shoved it into his open backpack. He felt his heart begin to flutter. Elle was actually inviting him to her place, but he didn’t really understand what she meant by *peg.*\n\nWayne stifle the growing excitement in his voice, “You’ll peg me?” he asked hoping she’d explain. \n\nA smile lit up her face as he looked into her honey-brown eyes and then her mouth fell open, before settling into a twisted little smirk, as she tried not to laugh.\n\n“You don’t know what pegging is?” She said shoving her books into her knitted pack, “Well, generally speaking, pegging is when a hetero-coupling, swap roles... and the woman, penetrates the man with a strap-on. Personally speaking, I really get off on doing it… it’s just fun, like a good time all around, if you haven’t tried it, I think—”\n\nWayne felt his pulse steadily quicken though his heart was already hammering, and his eyes widened midway through her explanation.\n\n“—Don’t worry,” Elle continued, “it doesn’t turn you gay or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking, and it isn’t nearly as scary as it sounds ...and if you'd be willing to try it, I think you'd really enjoy it.\" \n\nWhile it was still technically a proposition, Elle said it like it was a certainty. \n\nShe flung the strap of her knitted pack over her shoulder, flashing him a sweet smile as she turned towards the exit, “So, are you coming?”\n\n“I don’t know,” Wayne said, his voice cracking mid-sentence, “I’m just in a bit of shock.”\n\nElle marched around to his side of the table, batting her long feathery lashes, “Wayne, you sweet sweet man, you don’t have to have a full-blown panic attack here in the library. I figured you were just as bored as I was. I figured you’d maybe want to have a little fun with me, but we don’t have to do anything, except get out of this library… because I physically can’t read more of *Descartes's Meditations* today .”\n\nWayne nodded, sensing his opportunity to get close to Elle was slipping away, he cleared his throat, “I want to have fun with you,” he agreed.\n\n“Yeah?” Elle asked cheerfully, “let’s hang out and just… see what happens?” She suggested with a nod. \n\nWayne thought about it a moment and nodded with her.\n\nThey left the library together, as physically close as they ever had been. \n\nThe air was crisp, and the sky was overcast. Elle was nearly three years his senior, but when she was in her zone she acted like she was still in grade school.\n\nElle skipped over cracks in the pavement as they walked across campus, singing an indie-pop song by some band Wayne had never heard of, which provoked her to tease him about his ‘limited taste in music.’ She occasionally spun around the base of the street lamps as they walked passed them. The breeze catching loose locks of her chestnut hair, with its dyed streaks of pale lavender and light green blending the colors into one windy whirl. \n\nPassing students sneered at her and some of them giggled, Elle didn’t care what other people thought of her. That was probably what Wayne admired most about her. Elle had a vibrant spirit and he had been enchanted with her since their first class together last semester.\n\nWayne had never considered being pegged before, but the thought had taken root and was spreading tendrils through his mind. He wondered if it was something she did often, and he wondered if it would make him more special in her eyes. \n\nElle was glowing by the time they reached her apartment door. her cheeks were rosy enough that he could barely see her freckles, and faint beads of sweat were glistening on her forehead. \n\n“Sometimes I just gotta shake out the excess energy, you know?” Elle smiled brightly as she opened her apartment door. \n\nHis heartbeat kicked up as he stepped inside. He had never been to a woman’s apartment before.\n\nThey both dropped their bags and Elle gave him a brief, sort of cursory tour of her apartment. She was quite proud of the pour-over coffee maker and offered to make him some, but Wayne politely declined as he never acquired a taste for coffee.\n\nThe ensuing silence was devastating. There was only one subject Wayne could think up at the moment, so he asked if she had a preference for pegging the men in her life. Elle seemed a little guarded on the subject. She only admitted that she had done it semi-regularly with a former *friend-with-benefits,* but she was hoping to expand and explore with a more ‘exclusive’ partner. \n\nThe thought having any intimate time with Elle at all was hardly something that he could pass up, even if the idea of getting pegged terrified him.\n\n\"I'll do it, \" he agreed trying to sound confident. \n\nShe let out an excited shriek and virtually leaped into his arms and covered his cheeks with kisses. Wayne found himself helpless to resist her infectious enthusiasm. It was the way her soft lips pecked his cheeks and the way she just dove into his arms, pressing her warm body against his. He felt his cock swelling already. \n\nShe would be his first, technically speaking, and if things progressed as he hoped; she'd eventually let him inside her as well. \n\nElle led him to her bedroom where she quickly reached under her bed retrieving a small leather bag. \n\nShe unzipped it, with a mischievous glint in her eye. She pulled out a small squeeze bottle, with a roughly two-inch long nozzle on the end. \n\n“Here you go,” Elle said handing him the empty bottle, “you just fill this with lukewarm water and clean yourself out, you shouldn’t have to use a lot. Once the water comes out clean you’re good.”\n\nWayne was a little shocked at how fast it was all happening. Though it was a little strange and awkward, he went into her bathroom and did as she instructed. \n\nOnce he had finished, he found it surprisingly difficult to decide if he should walk out naked, or if he should put back on boxers. He decided that nude was the better option, with his cock already half-hard and with as much pride as he could muster, he grabbed hold of the bathroom doorknob and gently swung the door open.\n\nElle was standing at the foot of the bed smoothing down a pillow she placed on the edge. Given her preference for loose-fitting clothes, he was a little surprised at how lean and athletic she looked. She was still shapely. Her full perky tits were still held tightly in a white, lace-trimmed bra, much to his disappointment. She was also still wearing her panties; small, and snug, sitting right below her waist, pink with white stripes, with more coverage than a thong, but the rounded cheeks or her firm-looking ass still peeked out of the bottom.\n\nThe leather bag was sitting unzipped by her sock-covered feet.\n\nElle grinned sweetly, walked over and grabbed his hand, and directed him towards her bed, he was so nervous now he could feel himself shaking.\n\nThat was when he noticed the pale latex glove on her other hand."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] imma try this again, give me femboy prompts, no incest, cucking, and or non-con please
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"content": ">(Femboy)\n\n- A young effete elven noble desires exotic pets. His latest gift, a curious and affectionate slimegirl, is his current favorite.\n\n- Lost and inebriated, a young businessman stumbles through the seedier parts of town. One way or another, he ends up at the doors of a femboy brothel.\n\n- The girly guy in the group often cracked gay jokes at his own expense, but when one of his friends went out on a limb and took it seriously...\n\n- A young masseur meets his newest client, a curvy yet sporty young thing, for a full-body massage. Long haired and round-faced, he was completely convinced his new customer was a girl..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A vignette about a woman washing dishes and looking longingly out the window, her lover's sexual advances upon walking in on her, and what happens when the following morning, roles are reversed.
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"content": "Dishes. There are always dishes to do. It seems like one of those jobs there is just never done. \n\nAt least my sink faces out the back window. I can see our beautiful yard. Oh, how it has grown. I remember planting those trees as little saplings. Now they are giving us shade. The flowers and shrubs. All of it was planted by Thomas and I. \n\nI do wish I could be outside. Lying in the sunshine and enjoying our yard. \n\nI plunge my hands back into the water and keep on washing. Glancing out the window as I do so. \n\nThomas is out working in the yard. He is so handsome. Even with his Saturday scruff - I do so wish he would shave everyday. He is working so hard. I see his muscles bulge and strain as he shovels up the rock in the corner of the yard. \n\nHe has sweated through his t-shirt. It clings to his muscular body as he works. \n\nOh, the things I would do him if he was inside the house right now. I bite my lip to help me focus on the job at hand. \n\nThomas stripped off his shirt and is spraying himself down with the garden house. The cold water running through his hard and over his hard body. How did I ever get so lucky to have such a handsome husband. \n\nI loose sight of him as he goes around the corner. I focus on my dishes - hoping to get outside so I can watch him work. \n\nI hear the back door open and close. Thomas comes into the kitchen. He is dripping slightly from the hose. Opening the fridge he grabs the pitcher of water and pours himself a cup. \n\nHe drinks deeply and then holds the now cold cup to his forehead to cool off. \n\n“Hey honey,” he says as he puts his glass down. He stands behind me, wrapping his arms around me waist. His wet chest getting the back of my light sun dress soaked. He kisses me gently on the neck. \n\n“Hi dear,” I say as he kisses his way up to my earlobe. He sucks gently on my earlobe as I am washing dishes and whispers, “love you,” into my ear. “Love you too, even if you are getting my dress all wet.” I teasingly scold him. \n\nI lean into him as he kisses my neck some more. I can feel a slight bulge in his pants pushing into my butt. I grind my hips into him. \n\nHis hand wander up from my waist, cupping my full breasts through my sun dress. I turn my head to kiss him. His kisses are deep and passionate - though tender. His soft lips brushing mine in one moment and pressing hard with need in the next. \n\nHis squeezes my breasts with his big strong hands - I let out a little moan. He finds my nipples through the dress and my bra - my nipples straining against the fabrics. He teases them - teasing me - with his fingers. \n\nI try to turn towards him but he holds me still - my back to him. He pulls my hips into him. His bulge is significant and straining against his pants. He is grinding his bulge into my ass - moaning softly. \n\nStill holding me tight to him, his free hand explores my stomach and down to my mound. He is gently rubbing me through the thin fabric of my dress and panties. \n\nI whimper slightly as he pushes his hand deeper between my legs. Grazing my pussy. He pulls my dress up with his free hand - just enough to get his hand underneath it. \n\nHis fingers travelling the boundaries of my panties. Touching and feeling me through them. His finger finds the edge of my panties and he slips it under. \n\nHis calloused hands running across my mound and then lower and lower. He traces my slit with one finger - I can’t even gasp because his mouth is still covering mine with kisses. \n\nWith a finger on my slit and a finger on either side he runs his hand up an down my pussy. \n\nOh how his touch excites me. I am grinding my ass into his package as hard as I can. \n\nHe slips a finger into me and moan deeply. I lift my leg - getting my knee onto the countertop to give him room. \n\nHis kisses his way back up to my ear. “Oh, you are a naughty girl, spreading your legs for me.”\n\nI feel his fingers sliding in and out of my wet pussy. I want his cock - not his fingers. He is still holding me tight to his hips. \n\n“Mmmm, you are so wet,” he says as I hear his fingers squish into me. \n\nHe brings his wet finger tips up to my clit and gently touches it. I moan and roll my hips into his touch. “Oh, I think she likes it. Do you like this, honey?” I don’t trust myself to speak - I just nod my head as an “uh huh,” escapes my lips. \n\nHe gently polishes my clit with his big strong fingers. Stopping only to dip his fingers back into my pussy - to wet them some more. \n\nI am rolling my hips to meet his fingers as he fucks me with them and holding still as he expertly tickles my clit. He gently pinches it between his wet fingers. \n\nI gasp. My breathing is fast. \n\nHis fingers are in my pussy. Rubbing my clit. Squeezing my clit. In my pussy. Over and over again. \n\n“Yes! Right there!” I say as he rubs my clit. I am so close. I gyrate my hips - getting the perfect angle for his fingers. “Yeah! Yeah!”\n\nOur lips meet and we kiss as I cum. \n\nI let out a deep breath. His finger have stoked a fire - not satisfied one. He gives me a wink and steps back. \n\n“Where are you going,” I whine slightly. \n\n“I have rocks that need shovelling,” he says with a smirk. He is out the door a moment later."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: It's year 2089, the medicine and technology has advanced enough for anyone to buy synth body parts or even transfer your conscious to another body. City is organizing a raffle where the first prices is a replica of your dream body or a celebrity body; and guess what... you won.
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"content": "(possible triggering content also in some places the names are a fill in yourself kind of thing)\n\nI had won the raffle, wich was exciting because I wanted to get a at least petite woman's body and now I am able to get it. it was looking younger than I expected, I was given a tablet with all the info about my new body. it was aged to 18, to lowest age it could legally be, at least according to the given info. I didn't pressure them about it because I didn't want to loose it. I had put my keys, wallet and phone on a tray and had selected a outfit for my new body so that I could walk it home.\n\nwhen I had switched I had gotten the clothes my previous body had on in a bag that now also laid on the tray. I put all my other stuff in my pockets that I had checked to be sure were actual pockets and of the right size. then walked home after getting the new ID showing the new face, sex, gender, etc. \n\nI had to get new clothes for at least some things and had looked at what sizes I had at home so I didn't have the problem of not knowing when buying them. I also had bought a new toy for in the bedroom to see how it goes.\n\nit had gone well and gotten new underwear alright and also bought a dress. I had already a adjustable skirt that I had gotten as a joke. most of my pants were now too large so I adjusted them myself but left my shirts unaltered. \n\nI went to my usual club in some pants and a shirt that I always wore to that club. with my ID I could enter and went to bar first to order a beer wich I had to show my ID for them to see if I was allowed too. I was in a country where I was allowed to get it so I got it. I was walking down to close to the dance floor and just drank it slowly until someone recognized me and walked up to me. \"hey were you (\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*)?\" \"yes but I go by (\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*) now\" \"cool, anyway want to join the table?\" \"yeah, let's see how they react.\"\n\nwe went to a table where my friend group usually hangs out at and sat at my usual spot. they were looking confused at me first but then recognized me and where actually happy. \"you've changed a bit.\" one of the girls said. \"ah, you've noticed. I got a few changed a few things yes\" we talked about the changes for a while with some drinks. we eventually hit the dance floor and we started to get things moving.\n\nI eventually started to get home when the club started to close, one of the girls from the club went up to me with a slight jog. \"hey can I spend the night with you?\" \"sure I have some spare places for me to sleep if you wanted to sleep on my bed tonight.\" \"well we will discuss it there\" she said with a light giggle. when we get there she was a bit frisky \"oh you meant *that.*\"\n\nthat was the start of a fun filled night and a spark of a new relationship. we had a lot of fun with it and were really happy with how things turned out."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Taking refuge in a cave, many small slimes begin to fall on you. One? Simple. Many? A problem.
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"content": "(this... is a weirder one and that is a statement because I have written weird things before)\n\nwhen the first one fell I simple swatted it into the wall. but then more and more fell on me and started to invade my pants and they were of varying sizes. when I fell there were also some who invaded my shirt, and of course I had to forget to wear a bra today. they first got in my butt and vagina and slowly made their way up/in. then they got into the smaller holes, wich felt really weird because my bladder was filling up and so were my boobs. \n\neventually when they most if not all got comfortable in me I had to wait the night over. them going out as they realized it was too cramped felt aas weird as them going in. eventually I could crawl back to camp with them in. I got help from them to the best of their ability but they had to stay in.\n\na few months later I was comfortable in my bath as I felt them slowly moving and creating more, I got designated slime brood mother queen since there were so many coming out. I was pretty flat when I first got them in but they greatly increased in size. I felt a slight change as some of the larger were moving out more and more and taking longer to return.\n\nthey had apparently gotten to a new home somewhere and they slowly moved out, at one point I just got dressed in just a dress and followed them. I got to a new cave and let them out at their own pace and they were all out the next day. I got dressed again and went back.\n\nI certainly felt better and the humans back at the camp were certainly relieved. I enjoyed my new looks and confidence."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Dark vampire scenarios!
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"content": "The powerful vampire thought they were leading prey to a trap. The religious cult had other plans---to use the vampire as a sexual \"focus\" to engender the Sethian Scion, who is supposedly \"destined to supplant God.\" (If male, the vampire's seed will be used; a fem vamp would be impregnated. You did say noncon is encouraged!) Now the vampire hunter, working for the mainline Church, must save their nemesis from the cult's wide-reaching grasp.\n\nAs the unlikely pair make their escape and search for sanctuary, how long can they resist the connection that's rising between them? And why is there yet another faction that seems to welcome the growing attraction between the two?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: It was supposed to be a double blind date, but one person no-showed. Oh well, why not make the best of it, the rest of them agreed.
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"content": "I know you'll never believe this, but I swear to you every word of this story is true.\n\nI was an awkward first year grad student at a large State school in the Midwest. I'd grown up on a farm, the first in my family to leave our small town in a few decades and I had no idea these kind of things could happen. I was lonely, bored, and more than a little repressed. You see, I'd gone to high school with 21 other country white kids, only 7 of which were female in my graduating class. There was a supply and demand problem for the shy kid who hit puberty a year later than the other boys. Then, I went to a similarly parochial religious college for my undergrad. The Baltists didn't view sexual education as any more of a priority than my high school teachers did. For me, sex was at best holding hands while walking and at worst fumbled groping in her parent's driveway. I was 23 and my best sexual encounters had been alone and I saw no way to change that. \n\nI had a work study job on campus giving tours to prospective students, which is a ridiculous thing to have asked someone like me to do considering the disconnect I felt from the campus social scene. I was barely adequate in this role, pointing out the gym and the library for the father's and mother's who wanted to imagine that their children would be spending their time productively. I Iearned a few clever anecdotes to earn a laugh here and there, and by Spring semester I almost think I might have influenced a student or two into applying. \n\nI was best with moms, honestly. I never understood the sons with their impossible competitive drive and the gap between our interests. Dads intimidated me, but not as much as the daughters. Girls in those days dressed differently from today. It was the 90s and in a cool weather state, so it was hints of curves under flannels and ripped jeans. It was bad makeup and too much hair spray. In retrospect, they probably were as awkward as me, but I was too far inside myself to know it. But, moms liked my jokes. They liked the wholesome vibe I put out. I was a young Ned Flanders at a school that an MTV report considered a top ten party school in the nation. Come to think of it, I was probably the perfect candidate for the job of making parents relax about sending their precious sons and daughters to Sodom. \n\nOne Friday afternoon, one of the admissions counselors asked me if I could help him out. His sister had been set up on a blind date and he didn't trust the situation. She had a friend who was willing to make it a double blind date if her could find a nice guy to make a fourth. Obviously, I had nothing on my social calendar, so I agreed."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The curse manifested when she disobeyed him.
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"content": "Karl was awakened from his lurid dream involving a hot brunette when his Ring doorbell started chiming. Do-ding-dong. Do-ding-dong. \n\nHe rubbed the sleep from his eyes. 7:15AM, on a Sunday. He pulled up his phone, and pulled up the doorbell camera. \n\nA very angry brunette, fists on her waist, leaned toward the camera, \"Karl! Open up! I know you're in there! Open up this instant! I know you're responsible for this!\"\n\nThe very same brunette in his dream, in fact, but that's far from his thoughts right now. \n\nHe tossed off the comforter, and walked toward the front door, wearing just his PJ bottoms. \n\nHe opened the door, \"Hi, Emily. What's...\" \n\nHe ducked just in time to avoid the slap. \n\nEmily lost her balance and stumbled forward in a twist. \n\nOnly to be caught by Karl, who hugged her back to his naked chest, holding her arms still. \n\n\"Wow, why don't you tell me what's wrong first, I'll let you slap me later. Coffee?\"\n\n\"Fine!\" Emily snarled. \n\nKarl \"marched\" her toward to living room, let go, then left for the kitchen. Emily used the time to calm herself down. She... she is usually not this hot tempered or impulsive, and definitely not violent. She can't explain why she's feeling this way, that she's about to burst out of her skin... \n\nKarl came back with two cups of coffee, thanks to the Keurig. Both are particular to the Colombia medium roast. \n\n\"Please don't don't hurt me or yourself, okay? Enjoy the coffee.\" He put her cup down on the table, then took a sip from his cup. \n\nEmily took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but the sight of Karl did trigger a bit of memory from last night... something about a dare, at a party. She sipped the coffee, and that finally brought back a bit more memory. \n\n\"Did you do something to me last night?\"\n\n\"With your full consent, yes.\" \n\n\"What exactly did you do?\" \n\n\"Limited duration behavioral modification through hypnotic suggestion. You could call it a spell.\" \n\n\"But what does it do?\" \n\n\"For that limited duration, the spell would compel you to follow my orders.\" \n\nEmily was aghast, \"So... am I your slave?\"\n\n\"No! No!\" Karl waved his hand emphatically, \"the spell cannot compel you to do something that is against your core beliefs. It's something minor, like... I did order you to don't hurt me or yourself.\" \n\nEmily tried to pretend as if she's going to toss the coffee in Karl's face. She couldn't. Her arm won't move. She put the cup down. \n\nThen came the... phantom slap. She jumped, as if someone just smacked her on the butt. \n\nKarl can't hide his smile. The look on Emily's face was priceless. \n\n\"Did you add that too?\" \n\n\"Yes, is it working?\" Karl can't resist another grin. \n\nEmily sighed, \"What else did you do?\"\n\n\"You mean the dare at the party last night?\" \n\n\"I... I don't remember much about it.\"\n\n\"It was a bet that female don't think about sex as often as men. Some study said that men think of sex every seven seconds. So you said you barely think of sex all day. And I challenged you on it.\"\n\n\"And...?\" \n\n\"I told you that if you think of sex, you must think of me.\"\n\n\"And if I did not, I got a phantom... spank?\"\n\nKarl nodded, still smiling.\n\nEmily also smiled, this time lasciviously. She drained the coffee and stood up. \n\n\"You really have no idea, do you?\"\n\n\"What?\"\n\n\"Spanking turns me on...\" \n\nEmily started to strip. Karl tried to stand up, but Emily playfully shoved him back onto the sofa, and finished taking off every stitch. Then she laid herself on his lap, bottom up. \n\n\"Spank me. Karl.\"\n\nHe started playfully, but Emily demanded harder. And harder. By the tenth slap, her cheeks are quite red, and she's quite wet... and moaning. \n\nHe pulled her upright, and she straddled him. Her face is also flushed, and they kissed passionately. Then she pulled off his PJ bottoms and rode him there on the sofa. It was one of the most intense lovemaking they've ever done and it seems to last forever... \n\nWhen they finally finished, they were cuddled on the sofa, both sweaty and naked, still gently exploring each other's body. \n\nBoth chose to leave the last thing unsaid. \n\nThe spell actually expired couple hours past midnight."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A knightess is ambushed by a renegade mage along the woodland roads. Within the minute the mage is on his knees, at her pent-up mercy.
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"content": "Would love to get some feedback so I can improve.\n\n\"We'll see what the other mages have to say when I defeat the brave and mighty Knightess. They won't be snickering and sneering at the monthly mage meetings anymore\"\n\nThe scrawny Mage wearing a dark blue tunic hides in the bushes along the path to the village. Approaching along the path is the brave and mighty Knightess, known across the kingdom for kicking ass and taking names. She was tall with broad shoulders, wearing well-worn steel plate armor with a longsword sheathed on her waist. Her helmet fully covered her face.\n\nThe Mage knew that she wouldn't be on horseback during this trip, so this was his best shot. He leaped out of the bushes onto the trail.\n\n\"Expect-\"\n\nCrack! A solid steel glove hits him clean in the jaw, knocking him out cold. The Knightess eyes the lifeless heap of Mage on the ground, and notices the bulge extending down his leg. She bites her lip, bends over, and binds his hands behind his back. She stands up, slings him over her shoulder, and bounds off of the path into the forest.\n\nThe Mage awakes in a secluded clearing. He's sat against a tree next to a pond fed by a waterfall, hands and feet bound, naked. He sees the Knightess emerging from the pond after bathing. She has long firey red hair, piercing blue eyes, and freckles on her cheeks. Her pale skin no longer concealed by armor. His eyes move downward to her strong muscular shoulders, her small breasts, and pale nipples. Her stomach is toned and converges in a V to her red bush of pubic hair. Her hips are wide and her quads are thick. She approaches the fire to dry off and turns to reveal an ass like he's never seen. She turns again and notices he's awake. She speaks with a Scottish accent.\n\n\"Ahh, you're awake. You're very lucky you know. I was going to kill you for ambushing me, but I noticed something about you. I've slayed many monsters, but I've never seen anything like the one between your legs.\"\n\n\"W-who are you?\" the Mage stammers.\n\nContrary to popular belief, people that get knocked out don't just wake up okay. They tend to not remember what happened and repeat the same questions over and over. The Knightess knows this since she's done so much ass kicking in her career, so she doesn't bother answering his questions.\n\nWalking towards him she says \"I've been on the road a long time, and it's been a long time since I've bedded a woman. You're going to have to do. You owe me for what you did. And you're going to pay me whether you like it or not\".\n\nThe Knightess grabs the Mage's feet and pulls him away from the tree, laying him flat on his back. She steps over him and straddles his chest, trapping his arms underneath.\n\n\"I hope you're a better fuck than you are a mage.\"\n\nShe licks her index finger on her right hand and slides it down to her clit, gently rocking her hips as she starts to rub. Her left hand hand moves across her stomach to her right breast, rubbing and kneading. She bites her lip and closes her eyes as she continues rocking and rubbing. Her breathing getting heavier."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You platonic best friend wants your take on her new microkini since she's not sure if it's not too revealing.
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"content": "\"So what do you think?\" Kylie stands in front of Jake, who is sitting on the couch scrolling Instagram. \n\n\"Uh, yea looks great.\" Jake barely looks up and goes back to his phone. \n\n\"Jake, I'm serious. All the girls at tonight's pool party will be looking amazing, so I need to make sure I stand out too.\" Kylie was a 5'8\" blonde-haired, blue-eyed smokeshow. Her long tan legs were toned, along with the rest of her athletic body. Her breasts were on the smaller side, but quite perky. Her butt was her main feature. It was a medium-sized bubble butt that was the product of amazing genetics and dedication in the gym. \n\n\"Fine.\" Jake put his phone down and looked up to see what he basically described as strings. The bikini top covered her nipples but nothing more. It's a good thing her labia were thin and tight, or they'd be escaping the sides of her bikini bottom. Her entire ass was in view. \n\nJake couldn't help but stare. He had never seen this much of Kylie. The two were good friends, never developing anything more. Jake's shorts grew tighter. \n\nKylie smiled. \"I take that as you like it?\" She moved closer to Jake, twirling and bending over to run her hands up and down her legs with her ass facing Jake. \n\nWithout intention, Jake's hand moved to his bulge. Kylie looked back and saw what Jake was doing. She inched closer until her bare ass was rubbing on Jake's bulge. Jake moaned lightly as he reached around and grabbed Kylie's breasts, pulling her further back into him. \n\nKylie turned around and dropped to her knees. She grabbed Jake's waistband and looked into Jake's eyes with a devilish grin. After a short pause, she slowly pulled Jake's shorts and boxers down, allowing his fully erect cock to spring up. Kylie wrapped her soft hand around his cock and began to slowly stroke up and down the full six inches. \n\nJake pulled off his shirt, revealing his athletic chest and abs. He leaned back and embraced Kylie, as she lowered her mouth onto Jake's tip. She gently massaged his smooth balls as she began to let her mouth explore his cock. Jake groaned a bit as he let his hands run through Kylie's hair. He gently thrust up into her mouth to match her movements. \n\n\"Fuckk....\" Jake's balls began to tense. Kylie was moaning as she moved her mouth up and down on Jake's shaft, swirling her tongue around the tip each time she came up. She continued to massage Jake's balls, also using one arm to periodically feel up and down Jake's muscular legs and then up his torso. \n\nShe looked into Jake's eyes, knowing Jake was close. She took his entire cock down her throat three times in a row, as Jake's moans grew louder. \n\n\"Oh fuckkk...uhhh....yess....fuck...I'm gonna cummmm!\" Jake groaned as his body tensed, his hips thrust up, and he shot one of his largest loads into Kylie's mouth. She tried keeping it all in her mouth, but a bit ran out the sides of her mouth and onto her cheeks. \n\nShe pulled off his cock, licking the sides of her mouth and swallowing. Jake sunk into the couch with no energy, his wet cock laying to the side against his skin. \n\nKylie got up, smirked, and walked back toward her room to shower. \"Oh, by the way, it's a yes to the bikini.\" Jake playfully said."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After a recent decline in the dragon population, the dragons have assigned you as a breeder, due to your shapeshifting abilities, but, some dragons are extremely, kinky.
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"content": "I hope this is kinky enough, OP.\n\n[CNC][breeding][shapeshifting][genderswap][brat][dom][biting][scratching][spitting][humiliation][size queen] \n\nA mature, adult dragon can easily shapeshift into a human. When in such a form, they often take on the guise of a gallant knight or a beautiful noblewoman. Sometimes, they go to bed with mortal human. The resulting offspring is… well, a dragonborn. A hybrid. Like me. \n\nMy mother was a gold dragon. My father was a powerful mage. I developed a knack for shapeshifting beyond that of merely changing human, dragon, and hybrid forms. A less magically-inclined dragonborn might be stuck in their hybrid form all their lives, appearing as a muscular human with scaly skin and reptilian eyes. I, however, mastered not only the appearance of a pure human and a pure gold dragon, but the shapes of many other dragon breeds. And, whatsmore, I could change from male to female at will. \n\nThis power was unique to me. And it was because of my unique talents that I had been tasked with breeding dragons. \n\nYou see, dragons were dying. And if the dragons died, magic would die too. And since every corner of society depended on magic, it was important to keep the dragon population healthy. But, years of hunting dragons for sport had dwindled their numbers. And dragons were stubborn and proud of their pedigrees; you couldn't get a red dragon to mate with a green one. The offspring would be perfectly viable, it was just something they refused to do. And now, there simply weren't enough true dragons of every breed to keep the populations going.\n\nSo that's where I came in. The Facility was a bit like a fertility clinic and a nature reserve. A female blue dragon would come in, and I would become a male blue dragon, and we would breed in the deserts that are traditional for blue dragons. Or a male silver dragon would come in, and I would become a female silver dragon, and we'd head to the snow. You get the idea. \n\nI assume most of the dragons I mated with knew, or at least suspected, that I wasn't really a dragon of their breed. But because of my draconic heritage, the resulting eggs would usually hatch as true dragons. And that's what they paid for: a legacy.\n\nI enjoyed providing my services, and was paid handsomely for them. I only really \"worked\" a few times a month. The problem was that some dragons expected me to go above and beyond basic courtship rituals. Sure, a standard white dragon's mating custom was to fly as high as they could with their partner, lock talons, then mate while plummeting in freefall. The goal was to complete the task before crashing into the ground. That sort of thing I expected. What I didn't expect was how rough the green dragons liked it.\n\nI looked at my assignments for the day. Green dragon, female. I shifted into a male green and awaited her arrival in a small swampy corner of the Facility. I expected her to approach, smelling me, perhaps nuzzling my face and neck. But instead she swooped down on me, biting my wing, nearly tearing a piece off. I let out an instinctive, guttural roar. She leapt back and eyed me coyly.\n\nWhat a brat. \n\nI was a little bigger than her. In a fair fight, I could probably take her down. I pounced. It was a feint, really. She stood her ground. I snapped my jaws, spitting poison and acid at her feet. She didn't even flinch. I swatted at her with my claws, just barely grazing her scales, careful not to draw blood. She smiled.\n\n\"How can my children grow strong if they're sired by such a weakling?\" she taunted.\n\nOohhh wow. Okay. She signed up for this. So if this is the game she wants to play, let's play.\n\nI pounced, for real this time. She squirmed and wriggled away, running through the woods and splashing through the marshlands. I chased her. I could see her flicking her tail, flashing her cunt at me. I took flight, dove down, and crashed on top of her, pinning her with all my weight. My claws sank into her shoulders and I craned my neck to whisper in her ear, \"who's the weakling now?\"\n\n\"You're a coward.\" She turned and spat at me. \"I you were really virile, you would have fucked me by now.\"\n\nI flinched when the acid hit my face. She seized the opportunity and wriggled away. I dunked my head into the swamp water and shook myself off. No more games. If this brat wanted me to dominate her, I was gonna dominate her.\n\nShe hadn't run far. Still, I sprinted towards her at full speed. We tousled, clawing, biting, scratching. We were both covered in mud and poisonous muck. Eventually, though, I could tell she was intent on letting me win. So I did. I pushed her against a tree and forced my cock into the pussy she had been flashing tauntingly at me all day.\n\nShe roared in pleasure. Her eyes rolled back as she moaned with every thrust. I dug my claws deeper into her and she moaned more. I nipped at her neck and she whimpered, her cunt becoming softer and wetter.\n\nShe wasn't done being a brat, though. Through gritted teeth she spat out more insults, complaining that my dick was too small to give her strong healthy babies.\n\nAs a shapeshifter, I had complete control over every aspect of my body. Normally, even as a dragon, I kept my cock to a respectable six feet in length and proportionately girthy. I could feel real anger at her insults. She'd pushed me too far and now I was gonna fuck her into oblivion. I willed my cock to be bigger. Seven feet. Eight feet. I filled her until her cunt stretched so wide I thought it might burst. She moaned even louder. \n\n\"I'm gonna sire your children whether you want me to or not,\" I growled.\n\nThis sent her over the edge. I could feel her pussy gripping my enormous member. Her whole body shook with orgasm. The walls of her cunt squeezed tightly, trying to milk the cum out of me. I acquiesced, filling her with my load.\n\nPanting, I surveyed the damage. Patches of scales torn from my body. Whole trees knocked down throughout the forest. Craters in the mud where we had crashed into each other. And my client: beaten up but blissed out with my cum dripping out of her."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After being forced to work together, isolated and in close quarters, a hero and villain end up hooking up and even developing feelings for each other. Of course, being known rivals, and prideful as well, they're both too embarrassed to admit any of this publicly...
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"content": "Ever since the incident in the old Snake Empress’s hideout, things between Charging Bull and the Back Country Witch had been very strained. Publicly, and to common knowledge: they were the most fiercest of rivals going back a number of years and events. \nHowever, behind closed doors, was another matter entirely. \n\nHe awoke to the smell of burnt oil and something sweet… lavender? Lillies? He say up to see something rise to the ground. “Hold on,” he said, raising a finger and went to his blinds , closing them as her shape arose from a portal, going from black to…. He blinked. *Holy hell!* \n\n“What?” She asked, hands on her hips. “Wow… I never thought you’d be… so dolled up.” He said, bewildered, sitting. She smirked. “And I’m glad to see Farrah no longer steals your boxers.” \n\n“Yeah, I sprayed that snake repellant every single nook and cranny I could think.” \n\n“Speaking of,” she smiled, lowering her shawl and revealing her cleavage. He reached under his bed and produced a bottle. “1945,” he showed her. “Interesting,” she nodded. \n\n“Well, you did say Crowley was a part of your family and he fought in the war, there ya’ go.” He said and stopped realizing he sounded like an ass. \n\nHe made sure to produce the two glasses and poured for them both. “Cheers,” \n\n*”Salud,”* she said as they clinked glasses. “So, when are we going to announce the ceasefire, publicly?” \n\n“Whenever you feel comfortable, in my opinion. I’ve told the others to stand down,” \n\n“Same, but they suspect something.” \n\n“Mine as well,” he sighed. “We can’t keep hiding it forever,” \n\n“Which is why you’re going to give me something as we promised.” She said with a look. He gulped the rest of his wine as she chuckled. “Just don’t break me,” he said softly. \n\n“Big bad Bull afraid o’ lil’ ol’ me?” She giggled, putting down her straps to reveal her naked form. His member became hard. \n\nThe next thing he knew she was on top of him like a beast, riding him furiously (and rather loudly). He clutched her hips and ran his hands all over her as she grinded onto him. His release made her gasp and then she purred as she brought him up for a kiss. Then, he had her on her back, clawing it as he pressed against himself, mating like a wild beast before he came again. It was like this for several hours in several positions (a few more than one) before they rested in each other’s arms. “How do you feel?” He whispered. “Good. You?” \n\n“I’m ok,” he sighed, cupping her face. “I’m tired though,” he said as she giggled. “Let’s rest then, it’s our day off.” She sighed. \n\nOutside, one man looked to another. “See Hank? You owe me fifty. Also, we best not tell anybody. *Capisce?*” Rat Bastard said, holding out a hand. Star Sentinel counted it and handed the claw the promised payment. “Yeah, best not to shoot ourselves in the foot.” \n\nBastard snorted. “I’ve been thinking for years and it looks like Empress came through with what we both thought might happen,” \n\n“I’m sorry, you’re saying you and the Snake-“ \n\nBastard hissed his co-conspirator as a warning before the two left as they saw darkened shapes among the foliage."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You’ve been involved with an online relationship for about half a year. When the two of you meet, you realize she’s your sister. She hopes you’re not disappointed.
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"content": "Jacob: 6'0\" / 24 Years Old\n\nLillian: 4'8\" / 22 Years Old\n\nWaiting at the booth of a mid-tier restaurant; Jacob notices someone walking towards his table. He hopes it's finally his online girlfriend he's been waiting to meet. They've only known each other a couple months, but both of them had recently left a relationship. \n\nThen he noticed... the long black hair, her short stature and wide hips... his sister Lillian was walking towards the booth in a short blue dress. They stand there wide-eyed staring at each other, and didn't even utter a word until a minute had passed\n\nLillian: \"s-so... this is awkward.. I guess you used a fake name then?\"\n\nJacob: \"It was my first time dating online okay? I didn't think my first try would be with you!\"\n\nLillian: \"just... whatever. No one's at fault. I just want to have a nice night so let's just.. forget we're siblings tonight?\"\n\nJacob: \"yeah that... that's sounds good actually. Just for tonight.\"\n\nThey made little conversation during dinner, and when they did it was very awkward. They both had some drinks to ease the tension, Lillian more so, and it got much calmer between them. Though the conversation was far from clean.\n\nLillian: \"so when's the last time you even fucked a girl? \n\nJacob: \"oh uh.. it's kind of embarrassing actually... I'm a total virgin. My relationships didn't last long enough for that kinda stuff to happen.\"\n\nLillian: \"long enough for what? I go to college parties where I get with guys and girls that don't even knowy name! Though I need some liquid confidence before I even attempt that stuff..\" she takes a sip of her girly drink\n\nJacob had a soft blush after figuring out his typically shy little sister had such a libido. Some time passes, and Jacob almost spits out his drink as he notices a taller blonde woman coming close to their table.\n\nJacob: \"oh shit... it's my crazy ex. I had to change my keys last time I saw her.\"\n\nLillian: \"so... what? You've got a hot piece of meat right here, and you don't wanna make her jealous?\"\n\nJacob: \"Jealous how exactly? We're siblings, Lillian. I can't exactly ask mu--!!\"\n\nLillian sees the girl getting closer, and forces Jacob into an intimate kiss. The girl watched in disgust and walked away. Jacob tried to pull away, but Lillian pushed her tongue into his mouth while putting his hand on her soft ass. Jacob slowly, but surely got into it. Gently groping and passionately kissing his sister in public. What a thrill!\n\nJacob: \"jeez sis what the hell? She left like.. 3 minutes ago!\"\n\nLillian: \"what did I say earlier? I don't wanna be siblings tonight. You ready to go to your place now?\"\n\nJacob: \"m-my place? Is the date... not over?\"\n\nLillian: \"Well.. do you want it to be over?~\"\n\nJacob said nothing, and just paid the bill for dinner. He held Lillian's hand as he walked out to the car with her, and drove to his apartment. They walk to the apartment with butterflies in their stomachs, and occasionally sneaking some kisses.\n\nJacob: \"I'm... gonna go shower. You can watch tv or something while you wait.\"\n\nLillian sighs and rolls her eyes\n\nLillian: \"yeah whatever. See you in a bit then.\"\n\nJacob strips naked and relaxes in the shower for a few minutes. Lillian strips down outside the bathroom and sneaks in. She pulls the curtains back and smiles wide. Her soft, pale body in full view for Jacob. She was petite in every way except for her dumptruck of an ass.\n\nJacob: \"s-sis what the hell are you doing!?\"\n\nLillian: \"not sis, date..~ I just wanna hang out a little more is all!\"\n\nJacob sighs and reluctantly nods. He faces the wall and scrubs himself off. He does his best to discreetly hide the hard-on he's getting from his own sister. Lillian gently hugs him from behind, and grips his dick.\n\nLillian: \"Hey Jacob... I've been feeling lonely all night. I want to feel some real love between us...\"\n\nJacob turns around, and brings her into a kiss.\n\nJacob: \"fine... we'll do whatever it is you want then.\"\n\nLillian's eyes shine as she gets on her knees and starts to kiss his 12 incher's tip. She slowly strokes Jacob's cock and smiles up at him.\n\nLillian: \"Does it feel good? I'm uh... usually way more drunk than this when I hook-up with guys..\"\n\nJacob: \"yeah it.. f-feels great! I can't believe how good you are at this..\"\n\nLillian: \"I'm better at blowjobs..~\"\n\nLillian takes half his cock down her throat, and Jacob gasped for air trying not to cum down his sister's throat instantly. Lillian's gentle blowjob slowly became quicker, sloppier, and deeper down her throat. Jacob watches her throat bulge as she takes every inch with little struggle. \n\nJacob: \"Sis... I'm gonna cum! P-pull off already!\"\n\nLillian closes her eyes and refuses to listen. She continues to take his cock balls deep over and over. She's even started rubbing her tight slit while blowing him. Jacob groans, grabs a bunch of her hair, and thrusts into her face as a gallon's worth of seed flows down her throat."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Give me femboy prompts but with a supernatural or sci-fi twist, no non-con, incest, cucking, or minor x adult please
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"content": "\\1. The best part about being a femboy in space was that it was even easier to fool aliens than humans. He wasn't sure whether he preferred their shock at the truth, or their acceptance. (Could be gay or straight depending on gender of \"target alien\". Not sure which you're after since femboys don't have to be exclusively gay or the bottom.)\n\n2. He really loves his new body after getting body mods! It was so much sleeker, if on the feminine side, so now he could fit in all the cute outfits he wanted to wear. But he was really proud of his dick and ass: the built in vibrators were a great idea. His roommate agreed! (I'm thinking body mods more like cyberpunk rather than the organic/\"magic\" kind, but either could do. Same as above, vibrators could be for his pleasure or his partner's.)\n\n\n3. You summoned an incubus! Wait, why was he wearing a skirt and so cute? (Not a lot of substance to this one, but it was the first to come to mind for a supernatural prompt that also wasn't the femboy lead.)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Something including a rock band.
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"content": "(Band is two girls and one guy, if it's too many people I'll come up with a new scenario)\n\nShe was the band's biggest fan and had huge crushes on all three members. So when she was chosen to meet them backstage after a show, she was absolutely ecstatic. But then they invited her to join them for some post-show group sex... will she leave in disgust, stay to watch, or even join in and fulfill her dirty fantasies?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A plucky human boy adventurer is smitten with a much bigger orc man. He's not entirely sure how sex will work given the size difference, but he's willing to try if the orc is.
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"content": "(Unit conversions: >!Grok's height: ~2.4 meters Weight: ~200 kilos Ywain's height: 1.5 meters Weight: 75 kilos!< )\n\n\"Are there none who will challenge Grok the Destroyer?\" he roared at the line of soldiers arrayed before him\n\n\"I, Ywain the Adventurer, accept your challenge, Mr. Destroyer.\"\n\n\"Is this a joke?\"\n\n\"Yeah, I thought it was a pretty good one too.\"\n\n\"I meant sending a cartographer as a champion.\" The indignation in Grok's voice tightened his throat.\n\n\"I volunteered.\" Ywain smiled.\n\n\"Why?\" Grok gave a sorrowful frown, as he addressed his question as much to the Fates as to Ywain.\n\n\"No one else would do it.\" Ywain shrugged.\n\n\"You don't even hail from this kingdom! Please, do not waste your life for these cowards.\"\n\n\"I want people to know, men aren't cowards.\"\n\n\"Hah! I'm twice your size. I don't doubt your courage, I doubt your intelligence.\"\n\nGrok wasn't quite twice as tall as Ywain. Though, in terms of mass and volume, he was clearly far greater. At nearly eight feet, over four hundred pounds (with 3/4ths of that being muscle), and a shoulder width of almost half his height; he had every imitation of a half-giant.\n\nYwain, by contrast, had every imitation of a half, well, halfling. He stood at just a hair over five feet, if one counted his fluffy luscious locks of wheat colored hair. He was a shortstack, weighing in at 165 pounds. His one impressive feature were his sturdy legs. In a testament to thousands of miles of hiking, his hips were wider than his shoulders.\n\n\"The square root of 2881 is approximately 54, the capital of Pelonoria is Gretchen, the huxswail has 203 feathers-\"\n\n\"Wisdom. I doubt your wisdom. I refuse to fight you, it would be a senseless bloodbath.\"\n\n\"You hear that, guys? Grok's forfeiting the match-\"\n\n\"I said no such thing! I object on the basis that it's unfair. There is no handicap I could offer you that would even the odds.\"\n\n\"There's one. Allow me to hit below the belt.\"\n\n\"Hah! That's all you *can* hit.\"\n\n\"Exactly.\"\n\n\"Very well, but it's your funeral.\" Grok flourished his cleaver of a sword, \"come and get some!\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your mom is a doctor, you can trust her with these things. That’s why you’re… masturbating in front of her.
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"content": "My mind felt muddled. Unable to think straight and struggling to keep my eyes open, I clutched the guard rails of the airlock tunnel. The rush of fresh oxygen as the cabin linked up with the main vessel was a welcomed remedy, but it was nowhere near a cure.\n\n\"Airlock secure. Welcome back, guys.\" A cheerful voice greeted us through the intercom.\n\nWe stepped through, returning to the main ship with a small crowd of crewmates celebrating our return.\n\n\"The boys down in Xenoecology will love this.\"\n\nAdrian, our group director, held aloft a containment unit. Within was a patch of dirt that had been occupied by a dark blue alien plant-like lifeform. I would've been just as excited to study and observe the thing, but my stamina was failing. Along with my sense of equilibrium. It took all my strength to refrain from just falling over and taking a nap on the cold, hard floor of the loading bay.\n\n\"You doing alright, Hayashi?\" One of my squad mates inquired, placing a hand on my shoulder.\n\n\"Yeah, yeah... just... never got used to... the uh... atmospheric turbulence...\" I meekly responded. Even talking further drained my energy. I was clutching my arm, covering my wrist with my gloved palm.\n\n\"You look like shit, man.\" Another interjected. I didn't even have the energy to feel offended by that comment.\n\n\"Well, head on over to med-bay, rest a spell, and we'll see you in a bit, aight?\" Adrian directed. With not much more than a nod, I slowly marched onward towards the medical wing. Just out of eyesight, I felt my body start to buckle under my own weight, a pit in my lower abdomen as I leaned against the wall.\n\n\"R...yu...?\"\n\nA familiar and worried voice was the last thing I heard before my vision went dark, and my consciousness faded.\n\nThe first thing to greet my eyes upon my return to consciousness was the soft amber eyes of a gorgeous woman. Long, luxurious, muted blue-silver hair. Windswept yet well-kept and shimmering locks. A relived smile upon her face as her eyes met mine.\n\n\"Good morning, sweetie.\" She teased, hand stroking my similarly hued hair. \"You hand me worried for a second there.\" I finally noticed that we were both in an infirmary cot, with my head laying upon her soft, stocking-clad lap.\n\n\"S-sorry, mom.\" I sighed, trying to get up.\n\n\"Oh, honey... don't do that. Just relax, okay?\" I reluctantly obeyed. It was a glorious sensation, my aching head upon her cool, soft thighs. But the thought of someone walking in and witnessing this was mortifying.\n\n\"So, tell me what happened.\" She twirled a lock of my hair through her fingers. Her tone was a mix between a doctor's clinical inquisition and a curious mother's interest.\n\nLong story short, I was 'bitten' by the alien plant-life we brought aboard. I relayed to my mom how the flower exhibited these strange fang-like spikes. It wasn't a large bite, and its teeth were more akin to mosquito bites in terms of size. But the effects of whatever venom it injected into me were nearly instant and very potent.\n\nI told her of the symptoms... even the persistent \"rigidity.\"\n\n\"Rigidity?\" She tilted her head and blinked cluelessly.\n\nI grimaced, blushing red like a tomato. \"Ya know... ehm... s-stiff?\"\n\nShe still wasn't getting it.\n\nWith my face redder than a rose, I threw the sheet covering me to the side and pointed to a sizable bulge in my pants. \"T-that... it's been like that since I got bit.\" \n\nMy mom was also beet red when she saw the lump in my pants. But even through her embarrassment, her digits proceeded to make contact. Her dark gloves rubbed softly upon my crotch. I felt a surge of blood rush down into my nethers. I was starting to pant.\n\nShe could tell I was getting worse by the second.\n\n\"D-don't worry, honey...\" She smiled hesitantly before fishing my engorged, throbbing member from its confines. The gentle surprise on her face as she witnessed the size of member... I'm ashamed to say it granted me a bit of pride.\n\n\"Ryu... have you tried... uhm... reliving it yourself?\"\n\n\"No... I haven't had the opportunity...\"\n\n\"Computer, lock infirmary exam room 5.\" She commanded. The maglocks slammed shut.\n\n\"Go ahead then...\" She covered her lips with a gloved hand, watching me as I slowly began to stroke my cock. My sensitivity was overclocked, my senses down there amped up significantly. My hands glided across my own skin at a blazing pace already. When my eyes weren't observing my own progress, they were glued to my mother's ample bosom, just as her eyes were transfixed upon my erection. She finally glanced back at me and witnessed me oogle her mounds. Her hand instinctively rose up to cover her cleavage, or so I thought... slowly, she pulled down her dress shirt and offered me a sight of her shy, pink nipples.\n\nShe leaned over, and I caught one with my lips, suckling at her teat hungrily.\n\nI had reached my limit. My toes clenched, my pelvis shooting forward as my seed rocketed outward. Cum soaking the bedsheets below, a copious, inhuman amount leaving me as I basked in my climax. But I didn't tire aftwards. At least, not for long. My cock never wilted, and I could feel blood still racing into it.\n\nMy mother looked on, marveling at this superhuman stamina I was exhibiting. \"Oh my... near instant refactory period...\" She was making mental notes, momentarily forgetting the situation. \"Excuse me, sweetie, I need to collect a sample.\" She sauntered over to her desk and returned with a small capsule. Scooping my seed into it, some from the sheets, some from the dollops sticking to my penis. Her fingers, pressing against my crown, caused another surge, fueling a livid and starving reaction from my erection.\n\nHesitating in response to my cock's sudden jolting, she peered back up at me before setting the capsule aside. Her lips grant a kiss upon my shaft as she crawled back into bed.\n\n\"Sorry, honey... let's continue with the examination...\" She cooed, mouth gaping to receive my bulbous shaft."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Friends to Lovers prompts
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"content": "#M y F a v o r i t e K i n d s o f P r o m p t s :\n\n•Two battle-buddies are stationed overseas for peacekeeping operations, but it's incredibly dull. One of them walks in on the other mid shower and things take a blushtastic turn!\n\n•A dwarf and an elf friend play ping pong but things get too heated. Storming off to somewhere private the two scream in each others faces until the screaming evolves into a heat of the moment decision.\n\n•An android's best friend is helping her pick out a new bikini when she notices the way he looks at all of the clothes; As if he wanted to wear it. Sitting him down to talk about it the truth and more comes spilling out.\n\n•A pair of female friends are out along the highways picking up trash. One of them is going commando, and the other notices; Yet both are lesbians-in-denial... Until now......\n\n•Two once-childhood friends unexpectedly cross paths again during an adult party at an eccentric investor's private mansion. \n\n•A duo of friends are out hiking when one of them falls off a lethal unexpected drop; Which forces the one with supernatural powers to reveal said powers in order to save their' friend's life. Things get pretty steamy, preeetty fast."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You’re parents just broke the news to you, both of you are adopted. Now your, “sister” takes nightly visits to your room.
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"content": "Alice smiles as she hears the \"good news\" that her and Samuel are adopted. The night after hearing this, Samuel noticed an uptick of \"nightly visits\" from Alice. \n\nThings started off innocently enough. First it was sneaking and cuddling. Second came the nude cuddling. Third came the spooning. Fourth came the closeness. Then fifth came the \"nude gaming tournaments.\" \n\nEvery night since, they've carefully kept things on the downlow, trying to make sure that their mum didn't catch them in any lewd shenanigans that would be deemed \"immoral\" between a brother and sister. Eager to not get caught, they keep things rather tame, and opt for a more \"nudist\" kind of lifestyle. Making sure that upon coming home, they lose their clothes, and continue on with life. \n\n*If I need to write more, I don't mind doing so. This was just off the top of my head.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The underground railroad is used to safely transport slimes across state lines, inside the wombs of brave volunteers
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"content": "(may have triggering content, also you can imagine her age as any you'd like but I'm not responsible for you thinking her as underage)\n\nwhen I first applied to be a carrier for the underground jelly transport tm I had to get some extra money and had dressed up in just a short dress to give it easier acces to my insides. the first one was a little awkward because it was really my first time experiencing anything like *that.*\n\nthe ride was a bit better because I could relax from it going in and the shaking from the train also could be felt there. a few people glanced at me before looking back at whatever, I just focused on getting through the experience. when the soreness I had experienced had felt left quickly only after a few minutes I was impressed, I certainly thought it was going to take longer.\n\nwhen I arrived at the destination I got out and met up with the recipient. and got it out of me and into the container at the restroom. I gave it to her when I walked out, she checked up with me and I whispered to her it was my first time doing it and got paid.\n\nthe next one came around and had to take it back to the my original starting point. this one was a bit easier and smaller. I got paid when I was back and took a break from it for a few days to recover. I was a bit embarrassed to admit I started to like it a little more than before I started. \n\nI got a new one to transport and it definitely started to be a little less sore when I got it in. carrying this slime was a little different because it got active once the train moved. I got comments about it from some passengers but left me alone after they thought I was pregnant or just bloated. when it was done I was definitely tired, the recipient came over to me and helped me to a more private area to get it out.\n\nI got to have a sort of \"practice\" slime to see how it goes and could do what I wanted basically. it went really well and it got in without much fuss. the one I got in was calm enough for me to do my work and workout. I definitely had to get to any schoolwork at school and I was excused of most gym stuff for \"not being well enough\". I noticed it had gotten larger on friday and just checked up if that was alright and it was but still interesting to them that it did that.\n\nwhen I got it out it was definitely larger than before but came out without issue. when it was out I got one in to bring to a client and was a little larger than the ones I had this far, but I still got it in. when it was done I got paid enough to pay off what I needed and some extra. I was extremely exhausted when I was there but had to take another one of a similar size back for a bonus and I took it in and took the the subway back. \n\nwhen I was back I got to pick a one to keep when I had dropped it off. my options were a water slime, a slime that grew in womb-conditions, a fire slime that could be used similarly to a heating pad and a slime that can produce a aphrodisiac. I took the one that grew in womb-conditions and put it in. I was just wearing a oversized hoodie so I just got to lift it a little for it.\n\nthey were a bit embarrassed that I was so confident with it, this one was pretty small so it wet in easily. it started to grow and the school wanted to know if I was pregnant so I showed them several negative tests and I could just do my normal activities but it still grew. \n\n(you can imagine the growth rate for yourself and results.)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Ummm yea... it happened again... N-no this time I didn't slip and get it stuck... it sort of just "Went in..." Please don't tell mom I was playing with his bowling balls again...
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"content": "\"I won't tell her but please try to get it out first yourself if you haven't already\" \"I actually tried it already, please help.\" I begged her, standing there with a swollen belly. \"oh okay fine, I'll get the gloves.\" she said in a annoyed tone.\n\nI had tried to pleasure myself with a bowling ball and it slowly started to slip in at first and then just slipped in. it was amazing but now it was stuck.\n\nwhen she came to my room with the medical gloves I sat back and just tried to relax to the best of my abilities. she then went on to apply lub and put first one hand and then the next in. when they were both in place I pushed and she could grab it then to pull it out slowly. getting it out felt awkward but great too.\n\n(hope you like this short one)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] give me a prompt with a femboy, mythology preferred but any are fine
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"content": "A goth elven spell thief goes to kidnap the crown Prince of the Fey Court, only to discover that he's actually a super cute femboy with dreams of being a swashbuckler. She decides that seducing him could not only be safer and more effective, but could actually earn her a new partner!\n\nAlternately\n\nMilk does a body good, and a cowgirl knows that her milk could help her femboy neighbor get some of the plush feminine curves that would do his figure just right!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Give me a fantasy, slasher or porn senario and I’ll write a normal person or monster in said scenario, you can specify what the character should be or look like, no non-con, maybe step but preferably not
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"content": "Here's one I tried months ago, but it didn't get a story:\n\nHe wasn't transgendered per say, but it was easier for him to imagine himself as the dom in any porn while masturbating than a sub even if the only Doms were futa lamias & the only guy was the sub being happily impregnated with several lamia eggs in a lamia gangbang.\n\nAs he was getting closer and closer to cumming, his load became harder and harder to push out until he finally massively burst and let out a very sultry & feminine moan at the same time a similar moan came out beneath him.\n\nWaking up, he realized that instead of being himself in his room, he was now a futa lamia in the living room, seeding an egg in the boi pussy of one of his femboy roommates, with the other femboy roommates begging to be egged next."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] His bedroom, with his gaming rig, and his window AC unit was the only cool room the house. His very busty stepsister can't sleep hot, so she decides now is the time for the two of them to get "closer"...
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"content": "My Dad got remarried last year. She is nice enough - doesn’t make me call her mom or anything like that. She is a total MILF and I can see why dad married her. \n\nShe has a daughter, Sarah, who is a year older than me. She has an unbelievable body. Long shapely legs, a tight bubble butt, a six pack and tits - dear lord, does she have tits - they must be as big as my head. Insane. \n\nShe is constantly in short shorts and a bikini top around the house. Not like we have a pool or anything - that just happens to be her go to outfit. \n\nI am a gamer and a gym rat. I get up early - hit the gym for a couple of hours, shower and then game for the rest of the day. \n\nDad is on me to get a job or something but right now - this feels like my best life. \n\nMy sweet gaming rig generates a pile of heat - so I got a window air conditioner unit for my room. It keeps my bed room nice and cool all of the time. It is sweet. \n\nMy little air conditioner does a good enough job I didn’t even notice when the air conditioner for the house went on the fritz during a heat wave. I was in my little air conditioned paradise - gaming away. \n\nI was gaming when Sarah knocked on my door. She opened it and then just stood in the cool air with her eyes closed. I could see goose bumps run over her breasts - it took a moment but her nipples got hard too. \n\n“Supper time,” she finally said and then left. \n\nI turned the A/C up as high as it could go and headed down for supper. The house was so hot. We were all sweating as we ate. I excused myself as fast as I could and ran back up to my room. \n\nI stripped off my shirt and stood in front of the air conditioner - slowly turning around as the cold air hit my sweaty body. It was such a relief after being in the hot dinning room. \n\nThere was a knock at my door, Sarah let herself in. She closed the door and joined me in front of the cool air from the air conditioner. Both of us slow turning - almost basting ourselves in the cold air. \n\n“This air conditioner is amazing,” she said quietly. \n\nI couldn’t help but watch the goose bumps on her breasts. Her nipples were straining to make themselves known under her bikini top. I am pretty sure her tits are like that mirror from Harry Potter - men could happily waste away staring at them. \n\nI sat back down at my gaming rig and logged into my favourite game. I could see her reflection in the monitors - she was trying to redirect the air into her shorts. I watched the reflection for a while and then lost myself in my game. \n\nI snapped out of gaming mode around eleven PM. Sarah had changed the direction of the fins on the air conditioner so it was pointed directly at the bed. She was lying on the bed - spread eagle - soaking up the cool air. \n\nI gave her a poke with my finger. “Hey,” I said, “I am going to brush my teeth and then I am going to bed. You should probably go to your room.” Then I left to brush my teeth. \n\nI got back and my bed was empty. I turned the A/C up as high as it could go and then crawled under a thin sheet. The prefect way to sleep. \n\nMy bedroom door opened and Sarah let herself in. She was wearing a tight mid-riff t-shirt and pink panties. She crawled into bed from the other side. \n\n“With this heat, there is no way I can sleep in my room,” she said matter of factly. She got under the sheet and was out in just a few moments. \n\n“Well, I guess this is happening,” I said to myself as I drifted off to sleep. \n\nI woke up in the morning with no sheet at all - Sarah had stolen it all. She was nestled in tight on my left side and her hand was resting lightly on my morning wood. \n\nI tired to shimmy my way out but her hand just tightened on my cock - I was trapped. I tried to move her hand but she wasn’t letting go. \n\nI shook her shoulder gently, “Sarah, Sarah!” I said quietly. She stirred - stroking my cock subconsciously. “Sarah! Wake up!”\n\nShe finally opened her eyes. Giving my cock a squeeze she said, “that isn’t my teddy bear.”\n\n“Aaaah, nope,” I stammered. \n\n“Too bad,” she purred, “I like to hump my teddy bear in the morning.” She crawled over me - pushing her big tits into my face as she did so - and got out of bed. She gave me a wink and flounced out of my room. \n\nAfter dinner that night she came back into my room and pointed the A/C air ducts at the bed. She stripped off her bikini top and her short shorts and laid on my bed - mostly naked - letting the cold air wash over her. \n\n“This cold air makes my nipples so hard,” she complained as she tried to warm her nipples up with her hands. Covering her breasts with her hands and then pinching and pulling lightly on her nipples. She moaned quietly to herself as she did so. \n\nI was watching her in the reflections of my monitors - sporting a hard on that just wouldn’t quit. I tried to game until almost eleven - but it was impossible. I kept staring at her tits in the reflection on my monitors. \n\n“I am going go brush my teeth,” I said to her as she played with her nipples. When I got back to my room she was already under the sheet. “Is this going to be a regular thing?” I said as I crawled into bed beside her. \n\n“Would that really be so horrible?” She said innocently. \n\n“You are my sister,” I said defensively. \n\n“*Step*-sister,” she corrected me, “just because our parents are married, doesn’t make*us* anything.”\n\nShe got comfortable and was out almost instantly. I was uncomfortable with the hard on I had been sporting for most of the night. I waited until her breathing was even and steady. Then I pulled down my boxers - I turned away from her - I stroked my cock as cautiously as I could. \n\nI was getting close when I felt her tits squish into my back. Her arm petting my chest. “Did you want some help with that?” She purred in my ear. Her hand was on top of mine as I stroked my cock. I don’t know how she got her hand under mine - her fingers wrapped around my cock - stroking me slowly as she breathed sleepily in my ear. \n\n“Gawd, your cock is so big,” she murmured. “Mmmmmm…. I can barely get my hand around you.”\n\nShe nuzzled my neck, kissing my ears - nibbling on my ear lobes. \n\nI was close before she started *helping out*, I didn’t last long. I cam as quietly as I could. \n\n“Ooooh, that was nice,” she cooed. She rolled over and went back to sleep. \n\nWas she teasing me? Sleep wanking?\n\nShe was up and out of bed before I was awake the next day. After dinner she was back and laying on my bed in the air conditioning. Today she had no top and no panties - completely naked on my bed - basking in the air conditioned goodness of my room. \n\nI watched her in the reflection of my monitors for a while. Her reflection was playing with her bald pussy. \n\n“Are you teasing me?” I asked as I spun in my gamer’s chair. \n\nShe spread her lips apart and pushed a finger into her pussy - letting out a gasp. \n\n“Of course not. Why would you ask such a thing?” She said with her fingers slipping in and out of her wet pussy. \n\nI raised an eye brow at her. “You are fingering yourself while chatting with me,” I said matter of factly. \n\n“Well, if you would catch a hint - I wouldn’t be doing this to myself,” she said matter of factly."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: In an effort to get him out of the picture, the witch had literally turned him into her breasts. Neither of them knew he'd still have some agency though, and after he discovered he could grow larger, she's frantically trying to find a way to get him out before he renders her immobile!
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"content": "when I was turned into her boobs I knew I shouldn't have bothered asking her to make me her daughter so much. I didn't know what to do now and wanted my own agency of movement and life back. but sadly I am boobs now, only hoping, watching with eyes long gone.\n\nI was just mindlessly thinking and wondered if I could grow myself since I am her boobs and still conscious, I focused on growing and found out that it worked when I heard her groan a little. I kept focusing on growing and looking at either what she was wearing or what she did without her top or other clothes on.\n\nshe had started to research ways to get me out from what I heard her say and from what she was looking over when she was researching spells/rituals/etc while topless. in the meantime I had already been growing to be much bigger than she originally was and she looked \"flat\" in comparison to now.\n\nshe had started to get slower and slower the bigger I got. when she finally found the 2 spells that could maybe help but she had only the resources for 1 now. a banishment spell that expels entities and spells from boobs. when she was done there was a light sparkling of magic but no effect. she read over it again but saw that it only works on things from *other beings* so not her own, wich was how our situation was.\n\nshe gathered the resources for the 2nd spell while I still grew. when she finally had all the ingredients she had a lot of trouble walking but used magic to reinforce her back and could walk normally now except for the 2 large things hanging on her chest. she looked at them and they nearly were to her belly and very swollen.\n\nI kept on growing and she had waited for me to stop, she kept reinforcing her back with magic but I kept growing, continuing until I was at her hips and swollen greatly to see what she was going to do with her current sizing.\n\nshe activated the 2nd one and I felt like I was being sucked away somewhere and lost consciousness, when I woke up I was laying on the floor and not attached to her, I sat up and looked at her before I realized something was different about me. I was a girl now and was younger then before (you decide how young) and naked. she gave me a coat that wrapped all around me and now we live together as family."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] give me symbiote writing prompts, not Eddie Brock, Cletus Cassidy, or Flash Thompson, like the symbiote or one of your own symbiotes with an oc or random character
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"content": "She had a perfect body among her friends and family. Or at least that's how she made it seem. She had convinced it to behave around her normal life for their mutual benefit. Everything below her neck was inhabited by a symbitote that went on sexual rampages, fucking anyone who crossed it's path regardless of how hard she fought it. But she's been staying with her parents for a week, and needs to convince it the neighbors aren't \"fair game.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Realistic prompts where the woman sleeps with multiple different men around the same time or place (e.g., on vacation, at wedding, etc.) but no group sex
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI][CW] Punishment Turns to Pleasure...
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"content": "Even after the major jolts subsided, he rolled up and down slowly, and more just kept oozing up and out of him in slow pumps, emulating an overfilled bottle of soap. \r \nErica dropped the phone, which splashed in a puddle on the floor in front of Peter, leaving little droplets of the stuff on both of Beth’s friend's shoes. She could see it on their faces, they were entranced by it, by the same smell, by the sweet heat in the air. \r \nBethany went to stand, crawling into the motion. “No, he’s mine, it’s mine! I made him do it!” \r \nErica and Mary ignored her, and much to her surprise she felt an arm wrap around her neck.\r \n“No, no, no, you and I, we’ll watch. We’ll watch it together. Like when you make me watch!” It was Jess! But, she sounded nothing like Jess. She sounded like how Bethany would imagine someone who was possessed by a demon would, crazed and breathy. \r \n‘No, I need him, he's still hard. I need him to fill my mouth, fill my womb.’ He had been cumming for, how long now; two, three minutes? There was enough to share, and she could get him to give her more.\r \nShe screamed in shock and pleasure when she felt the magic wand pressing in between her legs. She felt Jess's arm tighten around her neck and she tried to pull it away with both her hands, it was hard to breathe when she felt this good. More of the seed on her face fell into her mouth, and she felt another good glob of it coming down her nose until Jess licked it off her face. \"No, it's--mine, all mine, OH!\" Jess pressed hard with the wand, and Beth felt imprisoned in her pantyhose and the panties beneath them. The wand was set to max, and Jess had a death grip on it. The toy was splattered with seed too, sweet cum that was wasted on her stockings and skirt as it splattered from the vibration, and soaked into the fabric.\r \n\"No, no, no...\" Jess whispered lewdly. She was wrapped around Bethany from behind, and Beth felt a vibration on her back, and soon she felt heat and wetness as well. 'My stealth vibe... that's why she was so... oh my--' \r \n\"We'll get our turn, but I want to watch this with you...\" Jess whispered.\r \nPeter was begging at that point, at least the unintelligible noises sounded like begging. His cock was as rigid as it had been when the first dribble of precum had eeked its way to the surface, but now it was glazed in his unnaturally sweet nectar. \r \n\"Me--me--me first!\" Mary said, getting her arms caught up in her jacket, and fumbling with her shirt while she tried to take off her skirt at the same time. She was distracted by a bit of semen that had gotten on her shirt, and she licked it off her fingers while she tried to strip. \r \n\"Too slow,\" Erica said. She ripped off her skirt, which tore just at the side zipper. She took two fist fulls of her nylons and pulled. They tore like paper, under the weight of that much determination to fuck. She moved in front of him, pushing Mary out of her way. The European girl stumbled slowly down, half undressed. It wasn't long before she was two hands deep in her panties, licking at the spunk on the floor.\r \nErica moved her panties aside, the thin blue lace practically gliding over her moistening cunt. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and drew it up. Whining like an animal the whole time, Peter leaked out another thick glob. Erica wrapped her hand around the head of Peter's penis, letting the spunk coat her fingers. She lubed herself with it, and with her other hand, she petted his sticky vest and jacket, before she licked those fingers clean. \r \n\"you do that again, and I--I'll cu--\"\r \nShe let his glazed penis glide over her pussy, and when she raised herself high enough to lower it on top of him, he came again. His cock throbbed, squirting on her pussy just as she let herself down. Inside her, he unloaded even more. The slapping of the skin together was paired with the equally as recognizable noise of squelching cummy flesh. Erica could only take so much of him inside her, and when she reached the height of her motion, the flow hastened. Only so much could pool on the chair, and the rest ran into Mary's feed. \r \n\"Jess, please... Please!\" Beth was writhing, still kicking, but she couldn't break free.\r \n\"It's incredible right, it's beautiful, such lust!\" Jess pressed even harder with the vibrator, and Beth couldn't take it anymore. She clenched her kicking legs, her thighs closing on the silicone head of the wand. She felt a hot rush, it flowed out of her, soaking her underwear, and her ass, splashing around the head of the wand. \"Good girl,\" Jess whispered, practically humping Bethany from behind. She didn't relieve any pressure.\r \nErica leaned back, letting her jacket fall free, before she ripped her shirt off, sending buttons flying. She shrugged her shoulders, letting her bra straps fall off before she pushed the light blue lacey piece down below her tits. Heavy things, milky white and freckled, with big and faintly pink areolas, pierced. She leaned into him, letting her tits press against his chest. She bounced her ass now, fairly shallow for Peter, but deep enough for her little body. When there was that much natural lube, heat, and friction on him, the orgasm never stopped. With each of her bounces, the sweet seed flopped out of her, splattering on the carpet, and occasionally on Mary, who was making a mess of her own. \r \nMary's ass was high in the air, and her back was arched. She was good at yoga, thin and limber, and this was a perfect example of that. She had managed to get her panties down around mid-thigh, and her hands worked tirelessly at her own clit and cunt. Bethany had seen her cum twice, no... three times, she squirted twice, making the pink carpet purple beneath her. All the while she lapped away at what Erica extracted from Peter.\r \nBethany licked her lips again and again, but the fresh taste had faded, and the globs on her tits had run down into her shirt. She wasn't sure how much time had passed, but she had cum again, as or more vigorously than her first orgasm. It didn't fade when she came, the desire. It only grew, the heat rising higher in her body, and still, she could not break free of the iron grip Jess had on her, but she needed more, she need better pleasure. Jess only pulled the wand away when Bethany started pulling down on her skirt, stockings, and panties all at once. They were all soaked with her sour honey, and they flopped heavily around her knees on the wet carpet. Jess ran the vibrator up and down, over the entirety of her vulva, and it felt so much better.\r \nErica reached her climax. She slowed her movements, her rise and fall in sync with Peter's inhuman growling. When she came, she planted all her weight firmly in his lap, their thighs squelching loudly, cum pooling between their pressed-together bellies. Her thighs quivered, and her own fluid ran with his. Erica began to tilt, her voice faint, her eyes fluttering. She fell sideways, and not lightly. She hit the carpeted floor, her ass rolling off Peter's lap soon after. Her thighs were glazed, and the swollen lips of her cunt were hard to see beneath all the that had oozed and spread under her weight, making milky bubbles. It flowed from her pussy for a long while before slowing, but still flowing, to pool under her white and freckled ass.\r \n\"My turn... my turn... my--my turn...\" Mary mumbled. She had rolled to her back for another self-inflicted orgasm and now moved to get to her knees. The splash effect from Erica's vigorous fucking had painted her nicely. She had opened her shirt, and there were bits and spatters of Peter's cum from her collar to the well-trimmed tuft of hair just above her cute little pussy. \r \n'I missed it... He's done. Erica took it all. I'll--I'll kill her. I'll through her from Daddy's penthouse! She took it all for herself the whore!'\r \n\"It is your turn,\" Peter said, with confidence that Bethany never thought he could have. It frightened her and aroused her even more. A loud snap rang out, and Peter brought his hands forward and pulled the grey duct tape off of his wrists. He reached down and ripped the tape away from his ankles, all the while Mary crawled toward him. \"My turn, yay... it's--it's my turn.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] 4th of July Prompts
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"content": "> In protest of the sudden hike on import tax, the local sororities make their way in droves to strip off their imported bras and throw them into the Boston Harbor. The protest gets the best news coverage they've had in years!\n\n> Technically, all local businesses are entitled to a float in the Independence Day parade, so there was no way to block the strip club from participating. But all dissenting voices were quickly silenced when they saw the coupons they'd be giving out. \n\n> \"Girls, I'm telling you, this day is like kryptonite for old conservative guys. You just need to give him a speech about patriotism or whatever and they'll let you do almost anything! My dad once threatened to shoot a guy who liked me because he had a Catholic-sounding middle name, but last 4th of July, I brought home a black guy, gave him some spiel about how Abe Lincoln died to break down racial barriers, and he *gave us his bed to do it in*!\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: As a Paladin of the Goddess of flowers, love, and fertility, part of you can't help but worry about the part of the year where you "Bloom" and can't help but let any compatible male "Pollinate" you... but the rest of you feels so strangely excited.
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"content": "#Blossoming:\n\n*[Please give feedback, don't be shy!]*\n\nI couldn't help but giggle from the sensation that woke me: Pure ecstasy. It was one thing to be a Paladin serving Aleutinia, our benevolent Goddess of love, fertility and flowers; But to be a **Beekin**, *a hybrid of mortals and bees* my people have found it surprisingly easy to integrate with most societies, but my kinds' increased libido during all of May is doubled in her holy service. It's concerning that my body is so ready; For speaking of which I felt my wings fluttering intermittently on their own in anticipation, with my thorax and stinger doing the same. Again I giggled, clasping my more insectoid set of smaller underarms against my large but compact pitch-black breasts, pinching my honeyed gold nipples to gauge how sensitive I was this morning. Just as I cupped and pinched I felt thunderbolts of pleasure shoot through them, lactating at least a tablespoon of honey. I could feel mu golden folds were already puffed up and wet with partial honey-lubricant. My concern was beginning to fade...\n\nAlthough knowing I was ready to jump the first person with a schlong I flew out of the ninth story window of this abandoned Wizard's tower as I happily raced against the coming rays of dawn towards the nearest forest. Within the hour I was gliding between trees as pangs of quivering goodness shot through my limbs. My stealthiness was nonexistent as my frequent moans cut through the chirping and singing of grasshoppers. Eventually I moved deep enough *(Wink)* into the woods that my antennae picked up the unmistakable distant sound of an axe hitting a tree. I barely managed to keep myself from chittering in delight as I pirouetted closer to see a young busy lumberjack at work felling timber. Channeling my paladin conditioning I took near-silent calming breaths as I fluttered up to his cabin to confirm that indeed he was single. Excitement rising within me I soared up and gracefully slid onto a wide stump behind him, landing on my thorax and wobbly rump. Biting my lip with a lustful grin I looked away from the unaware lumberjack as I lifted one leg skywards. Taking a long breath I let out a playful sigh, giggling lewdly when he audibly spun around and gawked. \n\nThe knowledge alone that he was staring was somewhat embarrassing, but that melted away alongside my concerns as I felt myself flushing beet red. Hearing his heavy bootprints snapping twigs in his approach I looked back in his direction, my emerald pupils and inky eyes glistening from the overwhelming arousal. Unable to speak I flexed my body, breathily exhaling as I made my miff *'wink'* at him. The lumberjack froze at this, asking almost nervously, *\"A-are you sure about this.\"* A small part of me hesitated, but I simply turned onto my belly, planting both of my feet into the ground with my legs spread wide n' thorax raised up so he could see every inch of my sex. Watching him over my shoulders I found myself grabbing hold of the log's edges with my human set of hands as his fingers rubbed my pussy. I shivered while his tough hands explored my ass, then my fuzzy black and yellow striped thighs. He got onto his knees, exhaling his name: *\"Calym.\"* Playfully I repeated it, blurting his name as I felt his tongue slip inside briefly. \n\nThis made him pause in concern until I exhaled, *\"Go to town stud~,\"* as I slid myself an inch closer, Calym's nose a sliver away from my lips. He looked at me in what I assumed to be half wonder and half uncertainty; With the latter falling off as he began to eat me out. Normally I would've guided him, but I was so turned on and sensitive that his clueless licking was riveting to me. It took me a straight minute of this to realize I was going, *\"Ah- ah- ah,\"* in tandem with his tongue only to squirm as he found my clit. In a single tongue flick I smashed my ass into his face while crying out in an incredibly messy orgasm. My eyes were snapped tightly shut as I heavily breathed in and out, thighs twitching in gratification. Hearing a *\"W-wow\"* I flicked my eyes open only to sheepishly chuckle an apology as I saw how drenched his face was; But I was far from satisfied, I wante- No I **needed** to feel his tip pressing in. Finally catching my breath I turned onto my back again, hooking my chitinous clawed toes onto his belt buckle with a strong downward tug.\n\nCatching on he began to unbuckle while I kicked out my legs diagonally on either side of his hips, drawing his attention back to my honey spattered inner thighs. Using my underarms to spread my folds wide open I ran my humanoid hands across my dribbling breasts with drawn out exhales. Combined with me having blushed so hard for so long I could faintly realize just how much he was exhilarated by all of this. Musing on this n' zoning out I slammed my thighs closed against Calym's hips in surprise as his shaft snugly buried itself inside. The ferocity of my startled slam definitely hurt him, but his wince was eclipsed as he remained motionless in awe at how warm and gooey my vagina felt. I let out a slurred apology, but seeing his expression of gratified wonder sent my heart fluttering. We remained like this for a while until I wrapped my legs around him, squeezing him affectionately. This seemed to jostle Calym back to reality, and thus he began pumping in and out slowly.\n\nFour pumps and subsequent moans in I came again, clamping down as my pussy then thighs spasmed. Dampening his groin I felt my entire body surging with invigorating tsunamis of renewed horniness; So without warning I lurched up wings fluttering while grappling onto him with a wildly missing attempt at a kiss. Calym gasped, startled by the sudden swing of my body onto his, but as our noses touched our eyes locked. Pausing for only a few seconds we started sloppily making out as he pumped faster n' faster. Both of us were moaning as my honeyed saliva melded with his. It was bliss for both of us for a good long while, our eyes closed as his fingers dug into my plump ass. Calym's thrusts soon became sporadic, and I could tell he was getting close. Almost in a frenzy I pressed my chest into his cobalt-blue shirt moments before I felt his hot cum flow....."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [TT] Her friend had been joking about her needing to trade a blowjob for daily access to their air conditioned apartment, and they were surprised as she casually stepped over and knelt down between their legs...
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"content": "It had been a scorcher of a summer. The temps in the high thirties and low forties everyday - then barely cooling off at night. \n\nMy apartment building had air conditioners in every unit. I added an extra window shaker unit to my bedroom and to the kitchen since I like to keep my apartment nice and cool. \n\nThe lady across the hall looks after my cat when I am away. She is super cute - early twenties, long brown hair, big eyes, slight up turned nose. Big tits - like way too big for her frame - makes me wonder if she had a boob job at some point. Tiny waist with wide hips. She is a little bit shorter than me, I guess five foot four or so. \n\nShe laughs at my bad jokes and blushes at my attempts to flirt. It is safe to say I have been crushing on her since she moved in. \n\nI just got back from yet another pointless business trip. It was probably eight thirty PM and I was exhausted, and grumpy from travelling and just generally miserable. \n\nI opened the door to my apartment and there Candice was, sitting on my couch, petting my cat. \n\n“Hey,” I said gruffly as I walked in. \n\n“Sorry!” She said standing up right away, “I promise I don’t just hang out on your couch when you are away,” she said flustered. \n\n“It’s not a big deal,” I said putting my bags down. \n\n“The air conditioning in my unit is out and I have been just cooking for the last couple of days and I… I…”\n\nI gave her the raised eyebrow. “Have you been hanging out in my apartment for the last couple of days?” I asked. \n\n“Well… only when I couldn’t take it in my apartment anymore. Sorry - I… I… could pay for access to your air conditioning,” she stammered. \n\nI ran my hand through my hair. I was just too tired for this shit. Which is probably why I said, “unless you plan on paying with blowjobs, I just don’t care.” I meant it as a joke and I regretted as soon as I said it. “Sorry. I am just tired. It’s fine. Really.”\n\nShe strutted over to me - her hips swaying and her big tits jiggling with every exaggerated step. She looked me in the eye and then dropped to her knees right in front of me - never breaking eye contact.\n\n“I think I could manage that,” she said in a sultry voice as she rubbed my crotch. She undid my belt. Unbuttoned my pants. Slowly unzipped my pants - letting them fall to the ground. Rubbing me through my boxers she cooed quietly. \n\n“Stressful day?” She asked as she rubbed my growing bulge. I didn’t trust myself to speak - so I just nodded. “You want it slow and gentle - or rough and quick?”\n\n“Rough,” I whispered. \n\nShe smiled, “I was hoping you would say that.”\n\nShe pulled my boxers off in one quick motion - my hard cock spring out. She caught my cock in her mouth - sucking me half way into her mouth. She sucked and twisted her head back and forth as my cock slid in and out of her mouth. \n\n“Oh god that is good,” I whispered. \n\nShe stroked my shaft fast and hard with her hand while working my head in her mouth. Moaning softly as she sucked and licked my head. \n\nShe pulled back and spat on my cock. She rubbed it in with her hand and then did it again. \n\nShe sucked my cock into her mouth - I could feel it touch the back of her throat - then she pushed it in deeper. Her head went up and down on my cock - pushing deep into her throat over and over again. \n\n“Holy fuck!” I whispered. I knew I couldn’t last long like this. She just went faster and faster until I said, “I am going to cum!”\n\nShe grabbed my ass and pulled me into her face - shoving me as deep into her throat as possible. My cock lurched and bucked as I pumped her full of cum. \n\nShe pulled my cock out of her mouth - took a couple of deep breaths - then kissed the tip of my cock. \n\nShe stood up, gave me a wink and was out the door before I could say anything. I stood there with my boxers and pants around my ankles for several minutes - trying to wrap my head around what just happened. \n\nThe next day, Saturday, around mid morning, there was a knock at my door. I opened it and Candice was standing there - cute as could be. She was wearing a light flowery dress. It hugged here waist and hips with a low cut top - showing off an amazing amount of cleavage. \n\n“Mind if I come in? My air conditioning is still busted,” she said innocently. \n\n“Aaah, yeah, sure - come on in,” I said awkwardly. “Could I get you a drink or anything?”\n\n“No I am good,” she said as she sat down on the couch. The cat sat on the arm of the couch beside her - begging for attention. \n\nI sat at the opposite end of the couch - not sure what to do. \n\nShe petted the cat. \n\nI turned the TV on to some movie I have seen a million times. I kept glancing at Candice - not sure what to expect. \n\n“I love this movie,” she said excitedly. She sidled up to me - pulling my arm over her shoulder. I could easily see down the top of her dress - there was no way she was wearing a bra. There was so much cleavage. It was amazing. \n\nShe put a hand on my crotch - just rested there - almost incidentally. \n\nAbout half way through the movie she started to rub me through my flannel pyjama pants - nothing overt - just a gentle rub now and then. \n\nLater she started to trace my obvious bulge with her fingers - lingering around the tip. Squeezing and tracing - all super light touches. \n\nThe movie was almost over when she reached between my legs to massage my balls. Gently touching them through my pants. Petting, gently squeezing - giving them more attention then they had ever seen. \n\nWhen the movie ended, I just sat there, my head back - lost in feeling of her hands. She took the remote and clicked around - never breaking contact with my cock - until she found another show she wanted to watch. She put the remote down and snuggled back into my side. \n\nShe put her hand down my pants - rubbing me through my boxers. She spent the entire next movie with her hands down my pants - teasing me. My boxers were soaked with precum - I had been hard so long I was sore - needing release. \n\n“I am hungry,” she said. “Mind if I cook us some grilled cheese sandwiches?”\n\n“Aaah, sure,” I said. \n\nShe made us sandwiches and brought them back to the couch. We ate as we continued to watch the movie. Once we finished she took the plates back to the kitchen and came back to the couch. Before she sat down she knelt between my legs. \n\n“These are in the way,” she said as she pulled off my pants and boxers - throwing them on the floor. She snuggled back into my shoulder and resumed petting me. \n\nShe teased me for an entire movie. Gentle touches, squeezing my tip, tracing my cock with her fingers. I was hard for the entire movie. It was tantalizing agony. \n\nOnce the movie ended, I asked, “did you want to do something else? Or another movie?”\n\n“I am feeling lazy today, let’s watch another movie,” she said. \n\nSo - we found another movie."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Dares & bets prompts
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Write a story using this writing prompt: - Workplace Tension Boils over
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"content": "I'll need to remind him who the real boss is. \n\nBeing a bona fide MILF working full time isn't an option so I've been unable to progress my career, but thankfully find great joy in my daily tasks. \nI was told the department would be getting a new assistant a young lad just out of Uni so intelligent. \nWhat walked through the door was no fresh wee boy, but a giant Adonis of a man! Easily dwarfing me! \n\nGiven the age gap, other than my initial observations I never put much though to anything else at first. No way he would be interested in me anyway! \n\nWe started working closely together as I showed him the systems and he assisted me in my daily tasks, which he very quickly got to grips with.\nSo quickly in fact, it took him no time atall to raise through the ranks and actually become one of my managers. \n\nBy then a bond had grown between us, the chat and banter becoming far more crude and he would joke calling me the boss. \n\nI have always had a knack of dressing to suit my full figure, which isn't easy to do when you have seemingly unrealistic proportions, regardless if you call me chubby or BBW. \nHe started making it obvious that he noticed and liked what he saw! His notes of interest and observation made me look at him in a whole new light. An obsession began to grow! \n\nHe thinks I haven't noticed how he has to adjust himself through his pocket, and when he tries and fails to look anywhere else that is not my chest, which sits perfectly at eye height when he's seated. \nI may have started taking advantage of this, and being extra selective over the clothes I wore when I knew we'd be working together.\n\nDespite being a very capable woman, I do occasionally like to insist that I need help with things, especially when it involves heights and he is always so keen to help me. \nI think I may need to find some issue only he can fix in a remote area, perhaps it's time to remind him who the real boss is."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Okay Google, how do I remove a Bowling ball from my pussy...
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"content": "(this has a little fantasy element to it.)\n\nwhen I put it slowly in because of the difficulty I was surprised when it fit in fully. I tried to pull it out wich didn't work and then I tried pushing. when that didn't work I started to worry, I asked google how to remove a bowling ball from there but all I got was: \"I'm sorry I didn't understand the question.\"\n\n(removed on own version)\n\nI slowly got up to get more lube wich was a little difficult with the weight there. when I got the lube I put it in and tried to get it in between my vagina and the bowling ball while I sat on my knees on my bed.\n\na few hours later when it finally slid out it was sore and I couldn't walk right. I noted it in the notebook of things that did and didn't work well as something that doesn't quite work but needs work. I then tried to recover from it as best as I could and train for it to get better\n\n(not removed version)\n\nI was worried and slowly got up to get more lube but when I sat on my knees to get it out with help of the lube. I couldn't get it in right so I stopped it and got my clothes and put them on.\n\nwhen I was fully dressed I got my keys, phone, wallet and put them in my bag to go to a friend. I had a hard time walking but got on the train, I could feel the movements it made inside me. when I finally was there I had to wait for a bit and when I told what happened to me there was a awkward silence before a few attempts were made but in the end I just had go home and see if a hot bath would help. \n\nwhen I was back home I tried my best to enjoy the bath with it in. it didn't come out but I enjoyed having it in after a while.\n\n(unbirth version)\n\nafter sitting up I slowly made my way to get the lube, when I got it and back to my bed I lubed it up some more and after a few minutes I felt it becoming mor slippery. eventually I felt a little weird in my stomach and the bowling ball slipping up into my womb. I felt it throbbing and when it was over I realized I wouldn't be able to get it out now.\n\nI laid on my back to recover and when I did I went to get a bath wich was a bit hard to do with the weight in my stomach. over time I started to enjoy it and felt like I had a weird pregnancy and with that thought going through my mind it felt like my body responded to it in the following months at least it started to fill with liquid too.\n\na few years had gone by and my belly was full ad dropping down by a lot. luckily I worked from home so no one really noticed and I had gotten maternity clothes for to wear now too. the way it was now if I bend over I could feel it trying to stretch me out more. sometimes I wanted it too.\n\nI was at home and felt to let it stretch me out so I grabbed a chair and place it next to my bed in such a way that just my belly hung freely and just watched shows and played video games. at the end of the session it definitely had dropped down some more. I did this more and over a long few years to stretch it out more until I could \"birth\" it more easily.\n\n(hope you liked at least one)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "Listen hero can we pretend, just for this night, that we don't know each other and get comfort on eachothers company" the villain said
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"content": "They had come from the stars. In uncountable numbers. They descended from their ships - killing indiscriminately. \n\nWe all banded together to fight - heroes, villains, and civilians. We all fought. We all died. \n\nThe technology the aliens possessed was just too much. By the third night there were just two of us left. Central city had great heroes and challenging villains but after three days and nights of nonstop fighting there were just the two of us - Shiva and I. \n\nWe had been nemeses for over a decade. She was the yin to my yang. Neither of us were ever able to get the upper hand - we cancelled each other out perfectly. \n\nBattling the aliens we fought well as a team - surprisingly well. We killed thousands of aliens but they kept coming - endlessly they poured out of the sky. \n\nAfter thirty hours of non-stop fighting we retreated. Even as supers we have our limits. We needed to rest - we need food - we needed sleep. \n\nWe scavenged food from a demolished Walmart. I ate six tubs of gummie bears and three bags of beef jerky. Shiva ate five bags of organic carrots and two tubs of tofu. \n\nShe took me to her lair - a set of caves in the dessert - untouched by the aliens. She let us in through complex biometric safe guards and locks. We collapsed on the couches in the living area. \n\nIt was a big room - TVs on every surface. A lowered centre with over stuffed couches around the pit. It was all done in deep pinks and purples - same as her costume. \n\nWe were battered and bruised. \n\nShe looked at me sadly, “can we pretend - even if it is just for tonight - that we aren’t enemies? That we are strangers? Or friends? Or lovers? I need… I need to be held tonight.” \n\n“I do too,” I said - hating that it was true. I was empty - drained in ways I could not put words to. \n\nShe shed her costume - a single zipper in the back - and her costume fell to the floor. She was bruised and dirty - but so beautiful. Curves chiseled from marble. Strong, clean lines of impossible perfection. She took her mask off and a familiar face looked back at me - of course - my nemesis in costume was my nemesis by day too. \n\nI took of my gloves and boots then unzipped my suit. I was muscular and tall but I was paled beside her staggering beauty. I took off my mask slowly - a small smile on my lips. \n\n“of course, I should have known,” she said simply. \n\nI stepped over to her - naked as her - and hugged her. Pulling her into my body. Squishing her big breasts into my chest. Her head resting on my shoulder. She wrapped her arms around me - her hand running through my short hair. \n\nOur lips met. Soft and tender. We floated slightly off the ground - I don’t know if it was me or her - but we floated effortlessly. Kissing each other softly. I kissed a trail up her neck - stopping to nibble on her ear lobe. She moaned ever so softly. \n\nMy hands trailed down her back - feeling the tense strong muscles. I cupped her amazing bubble butt, squeezing it between my big hands. Her ass is nothing but toned muscle. \n\nI find my way back to her lips. I bite her bottom lip playfully. \n\nLifting up on her ass she floats up - letting me trail kisses down her neck. I stop her from floating away when a nipple reaches my mouth. \n\nI cover her breasts with kisses while exploring the creamy softness of her tits with my finger tips. Sucking her nipple into my mouth I get a little gasp from her. Her nipple is firm but supple to my tongue as I flick it about in my mouth. \n\nShe is running her fingers through my hair - she pushes down on my head - breaking me away from my worship of her tits. Putting her legs over my shoulders she slowly pulls me into her pussy. \n\nI kiss her lips gently - up and down her slit. She moans so softly. I push my tongue into her folds - tasting her. \n\n“Yes,” she whispers with a deep breath. \n\nI gently spread her lips with my fingers and lick up and down her pussy. I suck gently on her soft inner lips - her scent is amazing - it is more than enough to make me hard. I have never wanted so badly to put my hard cock into someone as I did right now. Instead - I focused on licking her pussy as throughly as I could. \n\nI worked my way up to her clit slowly. I gave it a little lick - the gentlest I possibly could - she gasped. I gave it a flurry of whisper light licks - as fast as I could. Then I squished the flat of tongue on it - giving a deep long lick. I sucked gently on it as she moaned. \n\nI slid my fingers into her wet pussy - she let out a little, “yea” as they slid in. I curled my fingers - finding that wonderful little spot on the front wall of her pussy - I pressed on it in time to my licking of her clit. She moaned and writhed as I licked her - getting louder and louder. \n\nWith her hands sprawled in my hair, she pushed her pussy into my face - grinding her clit on my tongue as she screamed. \n\nShe may have cum, but I hadn’t. I needed her. I pulled her down by her hips - her legs still over my shoulders - and impaled her on my hard cock. \n\nHer eyes were so wide and her mouth hung open - moaning - as she slid down my hard cock. \n\nThe motion made us spin slightly - I pushed us off of the ceiling - stopping our spin and sending us off in a new direction. \n\nI let out a moan of my own when I slid all the way in - it was just so satisfying. I held her hips as I thrust my hard cock into her wet pussy over and over again. \n\nShe can again - her whole body shaking as she creamed on my cock - she gasped and moaned. \n\nI took us down to the ground - landing softly on the carpet. Setting her down - I spun her around. Kissing her neck and shoulders while I cupped her big tits. \n\nShe put her hands on the couch and pushed her ass out as she spread her legs. She looked back at me and waited for me to fuck her - hunger in her eyes. \n\nI put in just the tip - in and out - in and out - teasing her. \n\n“Put it in. Please,” she begged, “give me your cock.”\n\nI held her hips and slowly pushed myself all the way in as she moaned. \n\n“Yea, uuuuhn,” she whispered as I bottomed out. I slowly with drew and pushed myself in even slower - savouring the feel of her wet pussy. \n\nShe was having none of that. She started twerking her hips on my cock. Pushing herself back into me - burying my cock in her pussy over and over again. \n\nI felt the pressure building - welling up from my balls. I wasn’t going to last much longer. \n\n“I am going to cum,” I moaned. \n\nShe pulled back and turned around faster than I thought possible - taking my dripping cock in her mouth. Her tongue - dear god, her tongue - around my tip, flicking and twirling and I don’t know what. \n\nI filled her mouth with cum - my cock bucking as it pumped and pumped. I didn’t know I could cum so much - it was oozing out of her mouth as she continued to suck. \n\nI collapsed to a couch - panting. \n\n“Is that all you got?” She teased. “I thought you would be able to go all night.” A coy little smile on her face. \n\nWe fucked until the sun came up and then slept late into the day. I woke with my face between her tits as she petted my hair. \n\n“We have to go back out there,” she said quietly. \n\n“I know,” I whispered back.\n\n“Who ever thought, it would be the two of us, trying to save humanity?” She said quietly."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your wife is really into incest, and she’s getting frustrated in the bedroom. Maybe you can call in a favor.
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"content": "Fantasy Come True\n\n\"Seriously!\" Macey complained as I slid out of her tight pussy. \"I was finally getting into it and you're gonna answer the door?\" She had become more and more annoyed with me as she had gotten bored with our sex life. I convinced her to indulge in some light bandage bit that was never her thing.\n\n\"Just a second dear.\" I ran to the door as she stared daggers at me while naked and tied to the hotel rooms ottoman. This kept her in a pseudo comfortable doggy position that I enjoyed immensely. Honestly, part of me wanted to cum in her before answering. \"Come, right in.\"\n\nMacey's eyes looked like they might roll out of her head as she saw her brother following me into the room. \"Colin? What the fuck are you doing here?\"\n\nHe laughed as he took his jacket off. \"Helping out an old friend.\" He casually undid his pants. \"Turns out his wife has a very specific kink.\" \n\n\"You told him?\" She began to struggle against her bonds. Her lithe body looked so sexy as it tensed. \n\n\n\"Wow you tied her tight.\" He chuckled as he reached done and gripped a piece of rope that was on her exposed flesh. She paused when his hand grazed her. I could see her shiver from there. \"Your husband told me something…\"\n\n\"What did he tell you?\" She asked and looked at me with anger. Meanwhile Collin walked behind her and pulled out his flaccid cock. \n\n\"He told me about all the incest porn and roleplay you do with him.\"\n\n\"What!?!\" Macey was furious but that faded as he placed a hand on her ass and used the other hand to rub his penis against her hot cunt.\n\n\"Let's play Truth or Dare with a twist.\" He told her. \"I ask you the Truth and if you lie, your husband gives me a dare.\"\n\n\"Fine, ask me what you want.\" \n\n \"Have you ever masterbated thinking of me?\" Colin asked while the head of his cock ran over her pussy lips.\n\n\"No! I never have.\" Macey told her blatant lie. She told me about it once while I went down on her.\n\n\"Colin, I dare you to stick your dick in your sister's mouth. Keep it there for five minutes. \" I said while my wife stared into my eyes. Her scowl broke into a smile just before her brother's rod pressed against her lips. Of course she couldn't keep the lie up, she wanted to suck it so bad. I had to admit I was a little jealous of him. Macey was relaxing her throat and letting most of his length in. He is quite a bit bigger than me.\n\nI was surprised that he released the back of her head when I told them five minutes was done. She gasped and spit escaped from her mouth. He walked behind her again. \"When you fingers yourself thinking about this, was I wearing a condom?\"\n\n\"No…\" She said between gasps. Then my wife moaned. \"Baby, he is so big.\" She looked at me with a dreamy look. His hands clamped on her shoulders and rode her at a fast pace. Her jaw hung open like she needed to scream but couldn't and body shook.\n\nI was jerking off by now and after Colin came in my wife and pulled away, I slid in and relieved myself. Macey was happy to clean his messy cock with her mouth.\n\n\"Macey, your brother lost his job and will be staying with us the next few months.\" I informed her as I untied her and all she could do was laugh. \n\nOver the next three months, I found them fucking nearly once a day. Colin even talked her into trying anal and she started prancing around the house naked or nearly naked constantly. I was prepared to get less sex with Colin around but Macey was so grateful that I got to have her any time I wanted. After he got his own place she started to tell me about her fantasies involving her father…."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Out in the Sun prompts
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"content": "> When a married couple bought a new house with a rooftop terrace, they thought it'd be a great place to read, have quiet candlelit dinners, maybe have a BBQ in the summer. Turns out, mostly what they use it for is sweaty, loud sex out of view of the neighbors. \n\n> He's been dating a shy, reserved girl all winter, and is already thinking she might be The One. This hits a little roadblock when Spring rolls around, and he learns that she's also a devout nudist, who will wear as little as possible, no matter who sees. Will jealousy win out, or will his new girlfriend teach him something about himself?\n\n> The trendy new swimsuits the girls bought had a glaring design flaw: the material, though strong and cheap, would fall apart if exposed to salt for long enough periods of time. Unfortunately, no one caught on to this until the friends spent a fateful day at the beach."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You live in a world of monsters, slashers, and demons. Wanting to pay for college but not wanting to risk your life for people, you decided to get a job at Femboy Hooters, and the customers are, unique to say the least.
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"content": "The job pays well, and it allows me to experiment with the idea. Although workable, it does get slightly embarrassing when the customers would flirt with me. I would always awkwardly state that I couldn’t during company time and promptly left. \n\nThe place was packed, and with good reason. It was because today was FBH’s pop-up specials. Ranging from different levels. From our common BJ packs, to our Rent-a-night pack! The higher priced packs had special room in the back, but the rules were to *not break the employees.*\n\nFor today, I had the Rent-a-night pack, specifically for me. It was my usuals that would specifically ask for me, they always tipped very well. A Hellhound and a Lamia. Lily and Stella, respectively. \n\n—Writer’s Block. Maybe PT2, or someone else can continue.—"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: monster love
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"content": "after a drunk magic using girl turned me into a girl I got treated as a little weird for not really caring about it and not wanting to change back. I moved to a area with more of those oriental people and just wanted to live peacefully.\n\nafter a few weeks of living there I met a girl who was part mermaid at a local pool I was checking out, I didn't want to wear any swimsuits so I just wore a shirt and shorts. ( ; ) ) I told her I wasn't too comfortable wearing swimsuit at the moment and about my move there recently. I told her I was a human and if that was a problem I would okay not being friends or talking to her. she said it was okay and that she would help me in any way I can.\n\nI met her at her house which was partially underwater to accommodate her need for it. I had brought some fabric and equipment with me to make my own swimsuit. we went over design choices and eventually the result was a one piece with a actually pretty long skirt for a swimsuit and a flap that can be opened underneath the skirt for fun reasons but that it also would keep it decent.\n\nI swam with her and when I was relaxing and she wanted to see the flap be pulled aside when I was wearing it. I let her and felt a bit awkward but was also fun. I started to really like her and had fun with her. a few days with still having fun with her we started dating."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Costume Party prompts
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"content": "#Hodor:\n\n•An elegant ball turns excitingly mystique as everyone is individually given unique masks and identical orange robes before being allowed into the sprawling manor. Nevertheless a lady in a crimson mask devoid of any features or eyeholes even is calling to you, \"Come, sit on my lap.\"\n\n•Arriving late to the halloween costume party ____ gets hammered and stumbles into the guest room, flopping onto the bed. Imagine __'s surprise when __ lands right next to another costumed partygoer who's all too cuddly...\n\n•A demon infiltrates a high profile costume party for the global elite. His target? Anyone really, his infernal flesh 'blends' right in! Who to choose....\n\n•A Cyberpunk Costume party experiences a blackout, but when the lights come back on you seem to be alone. Where is everyone? Why is it so quiet all of a sudden. *[Somewhere nearby a doorknob slowly and audibly turns]*\n\n•An April Fool's Day Costume Party seems to be full of more than just jokes and silliness. There's an awful lot of *gag*ing going on upstairs."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A grave worker accidentally frees a person who has been trapped in a coffin for hundreds of years. The person who was trapped decides to show their appreciation.
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"content": "\n\n\"No no no no no no!!\"\n\nLuka tried his damnedest to keep the gate to the mausoleum from falling apart any further than it had as a result of the storm. Unfortunately, Mother Nature was in no mood to ease back her efforts, and the wind picked up in such a way that it blew soaking wet newspapers into Luka's face. Fed up with the whole mess, Luka left the gate and took shelter in the mausoleum with a frustrated, \"I'll deal with you when this is over!\"\n\nLuka leaned against the wall with a sigh. This job as a graveyard worker was supposed to be a simple position, and nothing more than a stopover on the way to Luka's dream of running a bakery. But it was nights like these that made him feel like he was trying to tread water with his leg tied to an anchor. Luka checked his phone in the vain hope the signal would've come back, but stopped from being disappointed again when he glanced around the little stone building.\n\nAs far as Luka could remember, the mausoleum never bore any name of any kind. It had exactly one occupant: a gold-lined teakwood casket with a crystal the color of blood sitting on top of it. Luka picked up the crystal and looked it over in his hand. It hummed against his skin like it had a message for--\n\n*KRAKOOM!*\n\nA sudden burst of thunder rattled Luka, causing him to fumble the crystal onto the ground. Luka's horror at the sight of the crystal shattering into a thousand pieces was swiftly redirected when he heard the sound of creaking wood. Luka whipped around to see that the lid of the casket was being lifted up--from the *inside*. Luka fell to the ground and scooted far back into the corner as plumes of mauve smoke escaped the casket and someone stepped out of it with a groan.\n\nWhen the smoke cleared, Luka was left gobsmacked by how beautiful the man in the casket was. His body was lithe yet toned, a product of good health and fitness visible even through his rippling white shirt. A shock of greyish-white hair framed his chiseled face and begged to have a hand run through it. Adorning the man's neck was a necklace with another blood red crystal, but this one was rapidly fading into black. The man glanced at Luka and asked, \"Uh, beg pard, but whereabouts am I, exactly?\"\n\nLuka shook off his enchantment and replied, \"M-Massachussets.\"\n\n\"The colony?\"\n\n\"Well, w-we haven't been a colony for several hundred years, but...sure?\"\n\nThe man went wide eyed. \"God above, how long have I been gone for?\" Once the man saw the shards of crystal littering the floor, he took off his necklace and bowed to Luka. \"Suppose I have you to thank for my liberation. Johan Peters, at your service.\"\n\nLuka stood up. \"Luka... Granger, at yours, I suppose. I don't mean to pry, seeing as you just rose out of your own casket, but...are you a vampire?\"\n\n\"I suppose that depends. Are these \"vampires\" you refer to born when one's fork-tongued devil woman of a wife traps one with a cursed crystal to render one immortal within the confines of a casket, entirely as a response to your decision to deny her any of your wealth by burying my fortune where she could never find it?\"\n\n\"....no.\"\n\nJohan conceded with a nod. \"Then I am not, in fact, a vampire. Whatever that may be. I--I'm terribly sorry, but could I, perchance, have a hug? You're the first person I've seen in what has apparently been centuries, and I have *desperately* missed the feeling of another person's touch.\"\n\nLuka blushed, but responded, \"That's fine with me.\"\n\nJohan pulled Luka into a tight hug as he let out a sigh a few centuries in the making. Luka's brain was exploding from the feeling of being pressed against Johan's beautifully developed chest, yet he somehow managed to say, \"Seeing as you don't have a place to stay, would you like to live at my home for a while? I have room to spare.'\n\nJohan chuckled. \"Luka, you are truly a king among men. I would be honored to stay in your domicile!\"\n\n*AFTER THE STORM HAD PASSED*\n\n\"Your home is... smaller than I anticipated.\"\n\nJohan glanced around Luka's tiny little studio apartment with confusion, idly petting his cat Pastrami as he laid out a series of blankets on the couch. \"The housing market is a ruthless beast, my friend. You either submit to its whims or get devoured.\"\n\nOnce Luka was finished with the couch, he took a step back and said, \"Alright! It's probably not as comfy as what you're used to, but hopefully it'll be... sufficient...\"\n\nLuka trailed off when he noticed Johan was entranced by the microwave. As he pressed a few buttons and flinched ever so slightly at the beeping, Luka strolled up next to him and explained, \"That's called a microwave. It bombards things placed inside with electric energy, causing them to heat up. Mostly good for heating up leftover food.\"\n\nJohan went wide eyed. \"Incredible! In my time, anything as impressive as this would be owned by only a select few. I can only imagine the accolades I would have received had I created such a contraption.\"\n\n\"Did you make many contraptions?\"\n\n\"When I had the time. Nothing that reached critical acclaim, sadly. I would have given anything to create something as popular as this microwave.\"\n\nAs Johan continued to pet Pastrami, Luka began to recall something about his name. On a whim, Luka pulled out his phone and looked up his name. Immediately, the website for the Johan Peters library came up. Johan looked over at Luka's phone and gasped. \"What is *that*?\"\n\n\"Huh? Oh, it's called a smartphone. It's like a... I guess you could call it a little spell book of sorts. I can explain it later; did you make this?\"\n\nLuka pointed at the picture of the Libra on the website. Johan nodded. \"I built it in the spring of 1765, and opened the doors to any woman who sought to learn. It made me rather unpopular at the time. Come to think of it, I buried the bulk of my fortune on the grounds.\"\n\nLuka smiled. \"Would you terribly mind if we take a trip over there and dug it up?\"\n\nJohan grinned. \"Not at all. I have yet to repay your kindness anyhow.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: after getting an upgrade to your cybernetics your love life has gotten a lot more interesting.
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"content": "(maybe not the exact thing you are going for)\n\nI had over the years done a quite the few \"upgrades\" for me to complete the thing I was looking forward the most on the medical traject started so long ago, cellular regrowth. they would put the last part of me still flesh in a special tank and connect me to it. they would put a synthetic version of my brain with a copy of my conscious on it into the now complete robot.\n\nI felt myself drift into sleep and selected what body type I would have and I could choose if I had any extra appendages or other alterations. I chose a snake like prehensile tail and a set of wings much like that of a butterfly on my back so that I at least could hover a little. I would also still have my normal legs. when it was done I started to let my new body grow, it consisted of a new biomechanical material that supposedly worked as well or better than what you would be born with.\n\nwhen I was \"born\" anew I had to learn how to do things normally again and how to control my new stuff. when I had full control of everything I could try out some clothes for me to wear at first. when that was done I could go wherever I wanted basically. I first went looking for a place to live and I found a nice place where I could stretch my wings and had only a bed, tv and furniture that was bolted down.\n\nwhen I settled in I got a notification on my phone congratulating me on my new home. I read through the guide on how to live life in the current era and I didn't have to get a job and I could just enjoy life so I put furniture in my home in such a way that I didn't have to worry about my tail smacking into it and that a variety of people also could use it.\n\nI saw a noodle shop across and a little down from me with some people also with butterfly wings and some other variety of wings too. I checked if the way was clear and I gentle let myself glide towards them. when I was there all the seats were taken at the side I was on so I looked for seats that were still available and one of the chefs showed me were a seat was still available.\n\nwhen I finally sat down I got served a bowl and was asked what my story was and I told them. when I was done with both my story and noodles when a girl with butterfly wings went up to me. \"wow, you certainly have some beautiful wings.\" in a tone of voice I thought was interest \"thank you, you have wonderful ones yourself.\" we talked about our wings for a while and I told her I was new in the area and showed her were I lived on my phone.\n\nwe started talking about other things and she eventually came to my house and we had a fun time there and she certainly like my tail too.\n\n(I'm stopping here, it is already long and it is getting a little late for me, feel free to continue writing the story if you want but I hope you enjoy my part)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: a girl finds a succubus that changed jobs to genie and wishes get twisted in a horny
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"content": "*\\*Ding...ding...dingdingdingding\\**\n\n\"Thank you,\" Sarah said flatly. \"Thank you so much for your donations.\" Her monitor lit up with a nauseating wave of colors as the tips and follower messages rushed by too fast to read. Sarah reclined in her chair, legs up over the arms, her lightly shaven pussy in full view of the webcam, absentmindedly running a brass-colored dildo between her lips. Her disinterest only seemed to spur her viewers on into another frenzy of dinging notifications. The little counter on her screen showed she'd already blown way past her tip goal, but the goals stopped mattering months ago. She'd already made enough money to live comfortably for the rest of her life. \n\nIt wasn't how she wanted to get rich. She didn't expect to have to *do* anything—the money should have just *appeared*. That was supposed to be how wishes worked. \n\n\"I'm going to call it there,\" Sarah said by way of monotone signoff, and closed the window before any more donations could roll in. She let out a heavy sigh, continuing to slide the metallic phallus over her pussy, faster and faster as a purple mist started to spew forth from the tip. The fog swirled around the room, whirling smaller and smaller until it formed into a woman—a woman with red skin and eyes, horns, a tail, and two giant, bat-like wings.\n\n\"That was fun!\" The naked demon beamed, stretching. \"Such a short show tonight, though, darling. However are you going to get rich?\"\n\n\"I already am rich, Lilith!\" Sarah protested. \"Can't I stop now?\"\n\n\"It was your wish honey, not mine. I told you I'd grant you whatever you asked for for letting me out of that musty old penis, but you'd have to accept the consequences. That was the deal.\"\n\n\"Well I didn't think you'd compel me to fuck myself in front of the whole internet!\" \n\n\"Oh, don't be dramatic. It's not the *whole* internet.\" Lilith smirked, showing her sharp teeth. Sarah rolled her eyes. \"Come on, you still have two wishes left! What next? Let's see, how about...finding love? That's a popular one.\" Sarah was sure Lilith's idea of love was purely physical. Her streams had been solo shows up to this point, but wishing to 'find love' would probably cause a bunch of men to spontaneously show up in her room and shower her in cum.\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"What about world peace? I never understood that one, but people seem to like that wish.\" Sarah imagined a scenario where everyone—including her—was part of a massive, worldwide orgy, too busy to fight anymore. No matter what she wished for, she knew it'd end up perverted in the same way by a...well, a pervert.\n\n\"I don't want any more wishes. I want you out of my life. Can't I just wish you to be released from your,\" Sarah waved the ancient carved cock, \"lamp?\"\n\n\"You want to wish for...my release?\" the demon asked.\n\n\"Yes.\"\n\n\"Well, if that's what you really want. You know what to say.\"\n\nSarah took a breath. \"I wish for Lilith's release!\" The light in the room seemed to dim even as the brass bishop vibrated in her hand with blinding light. Once again, the fog issued from the tip, engulfing them both. Lilith smiled her shark's tooth smile. \"Wait,\" Sarah said, as the fog began to reverse, \"something's wrong. Wait!\" The mist clung to her, suffusing her in a purple glow, and as it drew itself back into the glans of Lilith's prison it pulled Sarah along with it. \n\n\"Should've phrased that better, darling.\" The demon plopped down into Sarah's chair, throwing one leg over the arm. She cradled the penis close to her face. Through its shiny reflection, she could see Sarah, banging on the inside. \"Now you're going to give me *lots* of release,\" Lilith cooed, drawing the dildo down between her breasts and stomach to her slit, \"forever.\" Her tail clicked the mouse, and the webcam light flickered on. \n\n\"Hello everyone, welcome to our show...\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Tomboy prompts
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"content": "On the face of it she's the girliest girl blonde, long nails playing the bimbo for her jock boyfriend. However she's not happy, never has been. She's trying to be the girl her mother wants her to be. One day she watches as her boyfriend who's an obnoxious jerk picks on one other guys who's a bit effeminate. She watches as he's taken apart by this butch girl. Everyone thinks she's gay turns out she's the femboy's girlfriend. Watching her so called jock boyfriend whimpering on the floor as he's being destroyed by this girl. It's like a switch is flipped. \n\nShe ditches all the girly stuff cuts her hair stops dying it so it turns blonde to brunette. She stops padding her bra choosing to embrace her inner Tomboy. Also she turns her jock boyfriend into a cute blonde femboy, who is now everything she once was."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A Goth, A Nerd, And a Jock bands together to summon a succubus
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"content": "You'd think it'd be hot, the three of them there in the cabin. It wasn't. Two lost dudes having performed the weakest excuse of a bukkake over the goth, as per ritual rules for summoning a succubus. The silence that followed was just as sad.\n\n\"Did.. did it work\" ask Kyle. Kyle was the best and brightest of the state's football champions.. so he was an idiot.\n\nCassie was into cumplay, so wasn't as disgusted with the 3 stringy strands of cum dripping from her face.\n\nBut Michael was certain of their blunder. \"Yeah, no I think its just us three buddy.\" retorted Michael\n\n\"Damn! I thought we had it that time!\" came ever naïve optimist Kyle.\n\n\"Uh, Kyle, I'm 99% sure I told you last time to lay off the processed foods before we try this. Your cum is gagworthy dude.\" Cassie stood up from her kneeling position, wiped the cum from her face and let out a noteworthy, performative sigh. \"I don't know what we're missing. The scrolls said this is the exact ritual, its a New Moon, and we're in a forbidden forest. I'm fucking out of ideas guys.\"\n\nShe went to push past her fellow wanna-be cultists before slipping on the spit and cum on the slate tiled floor.\n\n\"-uhFUCk\" \\\\\\*T**hud**\\\\\\*. \"Fuck, I cut up my han- whoa\".\n\nKyle and Michael took a step back as the faintest trickle of blood from Cassie's hand dripped down to mix with the cum from wiping her face. The mixture shimmered and took on a life of its own. It dripped down onto the stone floor, and drew out pentagram, with a neat circle finishing it off. The whole room began to glow an ominous purple, as a spectral glistening light ascended from the centre of the cursed summing circle. A sexy giggle filled the air before a flash of light blinded the three. Between the sounds and the light, the three stood their daisied.\n\n\"Fuck, FUCK. We actually did it guys!\" A beaming Michael cheered!\n\n\"That.. was fucking sick bro!\" came Kyle over to celebrate. \"But uh, where's the babe? I thought we'd have a devilish slut we could take turns fucking.\" Kyle stood looking around, only to be interrupted by Michael's gentle Plea..\n\n\"Uhhh, Cassie? Are you okay?\"\n\nKyle turned to see a snake-like tongue protruding from Cassie's slutty lips. The aura.. the pheromones. The absolutely delightful sight of Cassie enchanting body. Reaaall bratty bimbo slut energy, you know? And it was... getting hotter. Her chest was expanding, her hips curving, her lust building.\n\n\"Oh fuck Michael, I uh, I think Cassie is Possessed by the 'bus!\"\n\n\"Fucking no shit Michael, but why? Succubus are supposed to be separate entities?\"\n\n\"Oh I am most certainly a different slut to the one standing before you - \" a devilish red-skinned brunette phased out of Cassie's body for a moment to converse - \"But first we're all going to have some fun with this little slut in front of us, hmm\\~?\" giggled the succubus as she shifted back into the possessed Cassie's body.\n\n\"What are you waiting for boys... \" came the sultry command.\n\n\\-----\n\nNot 10 minutes into the depraved, filthy kink play had started, a naked, sweat dripping Michael heard a whisper into his minds eye. A whisper that could be heard over the orgasmic moaning of Cassie and Kyle. The heart racing sounds of pleasure.\n\n\"You know she can see and feel this, right?\" - A startled Michael stumbled back and dropped the 9\" dildo he was using to gap Cassie's holes, whilst Kyle enjoyed getting a leg-shaking rimming. \"Oh and Cassie is furious. Don't you worry, Kyle is next. I'm sure she'll let out allll her anger on him. But, you're last. So I'd make the most of it puny human.\"\n\nThe threat had pierced the intoxicating charm he was under, but it had it's desired affect. An emboldened Michael would absolutely make the most of this night.."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Honeymoon prompts
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"content": "• There must have been a mix-up; they were expecting a nice quiet getaway, just them a few bottles of wine, a white sandy beach and blue, crystal water; they weren't expecting a clothing-optional, adults only resort with swinger parties.\n\n• It was hard to tell which of them was more excited; the groom with a week of playing at the highest rated golf course, or the bride who finally gets to be a true hotwife."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A discovery of an onahole artifact, was actually a dimensional sex toy meant to give or take cock.
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"content": "(here is my take on what you might mean, might have triggering content)\n\nI had found it on the floor after I heard a thud downstairs. I checked it all over and it seemed to be a toy for guys and it looked used. it also had strange markings over it I couldn't read, I decided to clean it and might use it later.\n\nI was feeling horny and decided to use it, after using it I felt strange and after all was over I pulled it away and felt a sensitive spot get rubbed by something so I looked down. I saw that my penis was now attached to the toy and I had a vagina.\n\nI was shocked about it and a little embarrassed. I then took a shower and put on clothes, looking for the actual owner within my home. suddenly someone appeared in front of me, \"hi there, this is embarrassing to ask but have you seen my toy?\" I fell backward and dropped the toy. they then took the toy and looked at it and had a curious look on their face.\n\n\"you used it didn't you?\" \"yeah, sorry, do I have to do something for you to return it to its original state?\" \"no it is fine if you like to be a girl.\" \"well I actually like this body more so I don't have to be changed back.\" \"ah okay, can you give me your ID so I can change it accordingly?\" \"sure, here\" when that was all done I just rested for a while hoping that it wasn't a strange dream.\n\n(hope you liked it"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [META] Can we please stop with the downvotes?
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"content": "The downvote brigade is about 80% the reason I stopped trying to write for DWP. I’m an oldie that remembers the good old days of walking uphill to DWP- both ways- and the days when people upvoted what they liked and ignored what they didn’t.\n\n\nOverall the community seems to be steadily declining, and it’s hard to work up the motivation to post something here for a WP that’s getting downvoted anyways, and get 1 maybe 2 likes on a 20,000 word splurge.\n\nIf my goal is just to entertain 2 people, I can go get a cheeseburger paid for over on smashwords or something. We need more positive engagement here, and less negativity. Writers need to feel welcome- whether it’s a prompt or a response."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When her friend was jacking off at her parent's house, she hastily agreed to swallow his cum just to avoid making a mess. However, it awakened something in her, and something really, really turns her on about casually letting guys cum in her mouth...
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"content": "Hey, where is Jake anyway? He must have gone to the bathroom half an hour ago. Did he fall asleep again? I don’t know, I’ll go see what that dumbass is up to. I left my vodka and coke on the counter and made my way upstairs. The handrail was vibrating from the bass in the living room. I’d have to force them to turn down the volume again. If the neighbours ratted me out to my parents, oh my God. Upstairs Sophia and Ally were sloppily making out, seemingly gobbling up each others face, lipstick smudges all over. I checked the bathroom, but it was empty. My brothers bedroom was occupied by some strange couple I didn’t even know, who couldn’t possibly be younger than 30, how did they get here, but no time to bother with that now. I stopped at my parents’ bedroom door, on account of a soft grunting sound coming from within. It sounded like Jake, was this shithead seriously…? I dashed in, swiftly closing the door behind me. There he was, draped diagonally over my parents bed, decadent as a Greek philosopher, but toned like a gymnast, stroking his cock with a dumb, ape-like look on his face. “Oh fuck you, get off of the bed”. “Nearly… done… Liv”.\r \n“Don’t you fucking dare cum, I’ll never get those stains out” “what, your parents ain’t never seen cum stains before, is their mariage that dead?” The fucking nerve on this guy. “ok, ok, you know what, I’ll take this one for you, just please don’t spill any.” I whispered desperately. “Now that’s more like it, just put your pretty little head right here, but be quick about it, my nuts are about to burst.” I slid onto the bed, next to his warm, sweaty body. His cock was average length, but thicker than any I’d seen before, and I was hesitant to come near it. The purple, throbbing head was leaking a little already, though I knew that was nothing compared to the dam that was about to burst. Just wanting to get it over with quickly, lest someone enter the bedroom and get the wrong idea, I took the head into my mouth. A salty taste washed over my tongue. My mouth felt stuffed, and less than half of him was in there. “You won’t have to do much work, I did most of it for you” Jake chuckled, while gasping for air. To speed up the process, and end my embarassment, I gripped his balls, and softly caressed them, occasionally digging my long nails into the base of his shaft. After only half a minute, Jake let out a roar, and his body spasmed, his hips thrusting back and forth, jamming his thick shaft an extra inch down my throat, while I felt his nuts pulsating in my cupped hand, and thick ropes of hot cum started to fill my mouth. It tasted so salty, and creamy, it was better than caviar. I let it run over my tongue, to get the full sensation, then swallowed it in big gulps. “I saved it up for a week, especially for you, Livvy. I’m glad we got to share this moment together, as friends”. I opened my eyes and looked up at his stupid, sexy head. Before he could stop me, I lunged forward and kissed him full on the mouth, with his seed still glazing my lips. He didn’t object. \n\n\nMaybe not exactly satisfying the prompt, but I might write a sequel that gets more into the casual part."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A sexy ghost and a succubus have a contest to see who can turn more of their friends into sluts...
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"content": "Lilah swayed her tight red ass and pointed tail. Her yellow reptillian eyes glowered at Beau with his buff arms crossed, a defiant look on his face. \n \nHannah and Sarah were making out, kissing so tenderly for the first time. The Oujia board had spoken Sarah's secret affections, as if it had read her diary. Hannah had smelled something sweet and musky waft through the air, conjured from a nearby plane of existence completely invisible to her. Both girls had high social standing at their college, and boyfriends with athletic scholarships (and good grades! Who would have guessed?) but for now, and perhaps forever, they were drinking in their man-cave. It was just the two girls in the dark of the attic, slick sounds and whimpered moans drifting across lit candles and gently back down the stairs where sorority sisters slept. \n \n\"So. Who's gonna be the bigger whore?\" \nLilah smirked back at Beau, holding her elbows at her sides and palms in the air, as if she were cradling two dicks. \n \n\"Hannah,\" he gestured simply with a hairy arm. \"She's been hiding kinky shit forever. A freshman popping off like this, she's gonna enjoy being risky.\" \n \nLilah scoffed at him and laughed, showing off her fangs. \"She's too desensitized, she's been on the verge of discovering herself forever. It's like a pressure cooker with a leak; she's never gonna come all the way out of her shell.\" She squatted down to give Beau a perfect view of her frog position, ass fatter and tighter than a rubber ball. Her pussy dripped through her clothes, as it normally did for a succubus, making her juicy body look like the catch of the day. She was looking at Sarah hungrily lapping at Hannahs dripping pussy after pushing her over, tongue caressing and sucking on a clit while her fingers explored inside. Lilah was invisibly hovering an inch over Sarah's panting slut face, grinning wildly. \n \n\"This one though, look at that cross dangling around her neck. She's done this before, and she's been at the school longer. The sexual tension in this one right here? Explosive. She's gonna help me collect a lot of souls.\" \n \n\"Sounds like you wanna bet,\" Beau made no attempt to look away from the demons fuck-doll body, her all natural h-cups pressed up into the black corset, fishnet straining against her baby-soft thighs. \"Whoever makes more sluts wins,\" he continued. \"Wanna know what I want if I do?\" \n \nLilah laughed wickedly, giving him a very serious look - which cracked into pure goofiness. \"I already know what you want - DUH! It's my job to know. Aaaaand you also already know what I want...\" She swayed up to him, poking the ghost in the chest with a sharp fingernail. She opened her bimbo lips to show how she was drooling, forked tongue tasting the air between them, her mouth and throat drawing open unnaturally wide. Beau felt his spirit being sucked past her lips, hard, before she quickly stopped devouring him with a wink. A tease explaining all at once that she was playing for keeps... \n\n---- \n \nHannah was touching herself on her webcam for most of the semester, instead of studying. She had started an OnlyFans after having that fling with Sarah, having been recommended the site multiple times from different people. She very quickly enjoyed the voyerism, her new sex toys, her modest audience, the attention was overwhelming - she had been so shy before. She spent most of her scholarship money on the OF account because it was supposed to return an investment, but she hadn't made much of anything yet. She was worried she was going to flunk out for being such a massive broke whore, and something about that thrilled her. \n \nIt turned to panic instead when her videos were uploaded to a class server at the university. People saw her stretch both her holes with oversized dildos, throatfuck herself senseless on a machine, and beg for cum that wasn't there to the jingle of donations. She was approached by everyone, on and off campus - mocking her, complimenting her, it didn't matter. *Everyone knows.* \n \nBut instead of zeroing out, her professors miraculously passed all of her tests and grades. A supernatural approval - and before you knew it, almost every student in the city was either wanking it to her, or imitating her on webcams. And their influence grew... "
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The house is alive and it is trying to bone you; But never in the presence of others.
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"content": "The realtor was happy to get the house sold, so I happily bought it. I mean, it was 90% cheaper than any nearby areas. A two story house of 5 bedroom and three bathrooms, meant to house, at max 10. Yeah, it was quite a steal. Although after the first year, I started noticing some differences. Like movement of sheets and pillows when I’m asleep, things being neatly organized when I come back from work, etc.\n\nI thought it was one of my friends, as I’ve given them a copy for the house, but they said they hadn’t been over in a while. Although slightly off, there weren’t any signs of a break in, and nothing was destroyed or taken. \n\nAlthough the strange occurrence has definitely amped up. As I slowly hear whispers when I’m alone. By now, I’ve voided them out. Like any non-white household that has a beeping alarm. I no longer notice it.\n\nAlthough, whenever I bring it up to any of my friends, they never noticed anything odd. Nor had their rooms been magically organized and cleaned.\n\nIt’s been a year since the occurrence started, and I come home to a Consent form. Reading through it, it doesn’t have any negatives. Taking care of messy areas, cleaning the dust, along with other assortment of tasks. The person even said that they’ll adapt to my style. \n\nIt was later that night I learned what they meant after I signed it. Waking up, I noticed that the pocket pussy, that I had stored away, was now sucking me off and bouncing up and down my cock. I couldn’t help but cum from the sudden flood of pleasure. Promptly falling back asleep afterwards.\n\nWaking up, I noticed that there were no stains and my onahole was back in its place. Although odd, I s was going to experiment again. \n\nLater that night, I had written up a note. It basically said, “Go again, but with my kinks, please.” And to top it all off, I was going to sleep naked.\n\n…"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Her favorite haunted-house this year was The Lair of the Spider-Witch! The webbed and cocooned bodies were an eerie yet fascinating prop. But is one of them twitching...oh, it's not a prop at all...!
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"content": "The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the town of East Hollow. Every year, as Halloween approached, the townsfolk would compete to create the most spine-chilling haunted houses. But this year, there was one that everyone was talking about: The Lair of the Spider-Witch.\n\nThe Lair was the crowning achievement of the Old Lady Miller. She had been the undisputed champions of East Hollow for several years, and this year was no exception. The Lair was a three-story house that seemed to have been built from the ground up as a haunted house.\n\nTiffany, a 23-year-old journalist with a love for the macabre, had been assigned to cover the story. She had visited countless haunted houses over the years, in many different towns, but nothing could have prepared her for what awaited her inside this one.\n\nThe entrance was draped in thick, glistening spider webs that seemed to pulse with a life of their own. Cocooned figures hung from the trees, their faces obscured by the silken threads. Tiffany felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized how lifelike they appeared.\n\nShe pressed on, her feet sinking into the soft earth with each step. As she entered the house, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. The air was heavy with the scent of decay, and she could hear the faint sounds of moaning coming from somewhere deep within the bowels. \"This is really well down,\" Tiffany whispered to herself.\n\nA dark shape scuttled across the floor in front of her, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. She let out a shaky laugh as she thought it was just a prop, but the fear was still very real.\n\nPushing her apprehension aside, she stepped further into the mansion. The air inside was cold and damp, and the only sound, besides the occasional moan, was the soft, distant echo of dripping water. As she ventured deeper, the webs became denser, and the cocooned figures more frequent."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Amy picks up guys to wrestle her husband Kent in their basement. The catch is, both men wrestle stripped down wearing only chastity devices—winner is released and bull, loser stays locked and is cuckold and servant for the night, or the day if they start in the morning.
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"content": "Amy could hardly resist licking her lips as Kent and their newest friend, Tom, stripped down to prepare for their match in the corner of the finished basement. Both men wore only a chastity cage; shiny silver for Kent and black polymer for Tom.\n\nThey'd met Tom at the gym, and chatted him up. It had taken weeks of sounding him out, broaching the subject, and getting all the boring but necessary consent discussions and confirmation out of the way.\n\nNow, it was the day. Kent had been locked since two days ago, he claimed it helped him focus. Tom had only just locked his on, his key dangling next to Kent's on a chain around her neck.\n\nKent certainly had the advantage, she knew. He'd studied MMA, was almost six feet, and in good health. Plus he was experienced; they'd done this over a dozen times and he'd only lost twice.\n\nBut Tom wasn't a pushover. A good three inches shorter than Kent, he was at least thirty pounds heavier, all of it muscle. His thighs were like tree trunks. It was watching him push over 600 pounds at the gym that had first got her wet and excited. Kent had some advantages, but if Tom got the position his superior might would probably win out. \n\nAmy squeezed her thighs together under the sundress, the scene about to unfold driving her as wild as it always did. First Kent, then Tom stepped onto the mat that served as the fighting ring and turned to look at her.\n\nShe stood, flushed and grinning. \"OK boys, reminder. First to tap out or get pinned for a ten count is the loser. Loser stays locked, Winner gets these,\" she dangled the two metal keys on her necklace. Both men twitched and she could see their cocks attempt to get hard. \"And this,\" she said with a flourish as she threw off the loose sundress to reveal her red La Perla lingerie. \"Until midnight tonight. Everyone understand?\"\nThey both nodded, eyes burning with a lust and focus that she craved.\n\n\"Then face each other. Get set, and... GO,\" Amy shouted and it was on."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Lewd house security defense system and traps.
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"content": "The thief finds an electronic ID tag that will unlock a door in her way. Unfortunately, it's attached to a collar that she has to wear. (Or she has to wear something else embarrassing, like the AI mistakes her for a servant and won't open the doors unless she wears a maid outfit.)\n\nThere's a window that seems like a convenient way in or out, but it suddenly slides shut and traps her with her ass hanging out the window.\n\nThe cleaning robot seems harmless at first, but if it finds her when she's stuck in another trap, it'll start trying to brush her in sensitive places.\n\nA closet that looks like a safe hiding spot, but it's got cuffs inside that snap shut and trap her.\n\nA trap door leads to a cage in the basement dungeon, and the AI won't let her out unless she does something lewd first."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A witch and a wizard are in fued of sexual pranks; and a college fresher couple has been caught between the two of them.
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"content": "She snuggled into his body on the couch in the common area. It was late, and most students had gone to bed, but Ashley and Paul loved the comfortable couch too much and often cuddled there until one or both of them fell asleep.\n\nHis arms were wrapped comfortably around her and she smiled, thinking back on her day and trying to decide if there was anything worth sharing with him.\n\n\"Oh,\" she said. \"I heard a fun rumor.\"\n\nHe pressed his cheek against the crown or her head and she felt his face muscles tighten into a smile. \"What's that?\" he asked.\n\n\"I heard there are witches and wizards at this school.\" She chuckled.\n\n\"Oh really?\" he mused. \"I didn't know it was supposed to be Hogwarts.\"\n\n\"Well,\" she continued. \"Rumor has it that each year one wizard and one witch compete in a game of magical pranks, and the students are the victims of their pranks.\"\n\n\"Is that so?\" he pondered lazily. He tightened his arms around her gently and nestled his face into her cool, soft hair and closed his eyes.\n\n\"I guess it's an ancient tradition, a kind of gameshow for the other witches and wizards who all watch on their crystal balls.\"\n\nHe yawned. \"Sounds... interesting...\" He was starting to doze off.\n\nShe reached around and whacked his arm. \"Hey! Don't fall asleep on me now, I was just getting to the good part.\" She laughed and he yawned again.\n\n\"Good part?\" he said, perking up a little. \"I know what the good part is!\" He dug his hand under her rump and grabbed a hand full of her butt through her thin sleep pants.\n\nShe squealed and jumped up, swinging an open palm at him playfully. \"Hey!\" she cried. But then she looked around deviously and grinned. She reached for a nearby blanket and shimmied out of her pants.\n\nPaul felt himself getting hard immediately. He *loved* getting naughty with her in public places, and she enjoyed catering to his kink. She rarely wore underwear so he'd have easy access, and tonight was no exception. He wriggled out of his sleep shorts and she sat next to him, pulling the blanket over their lower halves.\n\nHer cool fingers fondled his balls for a moment while is erection stiffened. He leaned over and pulled her face toward him for a kiss. Ashley leaned into him and wrapped her free arm behind his neck, pulling him in close while they made out. Their tongues writhed passionately in each other's mouth while their lips rubbed firmly together. Paul loved making out, and Ashley could tell by the way his cock grew more and more firm, precum leaking in great quantities from the head while she stroked him and he reached over to fondle, rub, and finger her.\n\nShe pulled her arm out from behind him and pulled away from the kiss smiling. She maneuvered herself over his lap and guided the head of his speak to her wet, tight slit. Paul pulled in a long, shuddering breath as he slid inside. She lowered herself slowly, letting him relish the way her pussy lips stroked his hard, sensitive shaft. Then it was her turn to bask in the depth of it as she let her full weight press him further and further inside while she settled into his lap.\n\nAshley began to grind slowly, feeling him rock forward and back inside her. She moaned as he knocked against her just right, pumping pleasure into her from deep inside. She gasped as he seemed to get bigger, his girth gently expanding to press harder against her, filling her more and more with every second.\n\nShe groaned long and hard as the feeling of expansion continued. But despite the pleasure it gave her, she also grew a bit uncomfortable. She stopped grinding and held still, just feeling, and her heart began to race as she realized he really was ballooning inside of her!\n\nAshely tried to stand, but he was too expanded and his cock wouldn't fit back out through her opening. She turned her shoulders and looked at Paul with wide eyes. His eyes were just as panicked and he grabbed her by the waist and tried to help her stand. She moaned as the pressure inside of her built, pressing against every part of her in every direction, but she was firmly clamped onto his magically engorged dick.\n\n***\n\n\"Turn out the light, there's a glare!\" cackled one of the older witches over the laughter and cheering in the room. A dozen wizards and witches sat around the extravagantly large crystal ball in the Gloomhaven's home, clapping and hooting after the wizard's first prank of the evening. The Gloomhavens were the only couple wealthy enough to afford such a frivolously expensive crystal, but the prank wars were worth seeing in a larger ball.\n\nMr. Gloomhaven snapped his fingers and the lights went out. The faintly glowing image of the two college freshmen was now much sharper and clearer in the dark. The boy cried out in pain as the girl tried once again to stand, yanking on his sore, massive erection.\n\n\"Arnold sure came out with a strong first prank, huh?\" someone in the group asked.\n\n\"Five pounds says Mildred does the growing boobs spell next,\" someone said with a hint of boredom.\n\n\"I don't know,\" Mrs. Gloomhaven said. \"She's been getting a lot more creative with her spells lately. That's why she made it into the competition this year.\"\n\n\"Yeah, but it'd also make a solid opening move,\" an old wizard said, drooling from the corners of his perverted smile.\n\n***\n\nThe swollen cock inside her made her head spin. It had stopped growing, but now the pressure had her groaning, and uneasy fullness making her feel crowded and bloated. There was still a dull note of pleasure under the sharp overtones of pain, but her interest in the feel-good side of sex had vanished and now all she wanted was reassurance that she'd be able to decouple from her boyfriend soon.\n\nShe was so wrapped up in her concerns that it took her a moment to notice another change that was slowly taking place. Her normally small, perky breasts were getting heavier. It happened gradually, and she would have taken longer to notice if Paul hadn't reached up and grabbed her tits.\n\n\"Wow!\" he cried. \"Your boobs are getting bigger!\" She couldn't tell if he sounded *pleasantly* surprised or just shocked, but she could definitely feel a crease forming along the underside of her breasts as they swelled and began to hang a little. They remained perky without sagging, but they didn't stop growing. A strange tingling feeling swelled in her tissue as they blew out beyond any reasonable bra size she would be interested in wearing. Paul cupped them until all he could do was help prop them up, their fatty mass engulfing his hands until they were too heavy to hold up.\n\nAshley leaned back and let them hang off to the sides, their weight pressing both of them deep into the couch.\n\n***\n\n\"Ha!\" someone exclaimed. \"I don't know who, but *somebody* in here owes me five pounds!\"\n\n\"Lame!\" someone complained loudly.\n\nThe pervert had his hands in his pants and a stupid grin on his face.\n\n***\n\nPaul turned his head to the side, half of his face plastered into Ashley's soft, beautiful back, while the rest of his head was being eaten by the couch. His bloated cock was sore and aching, which somehow also translated into a strange kind of stimulation that made him feel like he'd cum if she coughed just right.\n\nHe struggled to pull his hands out from under the massive breasts that were pancaking the two of them together and when he finally got them free he immediately knew something was wrong. His fingers felt as though they had no bones. They were flopping around, like dead weight hanging off his hands. He couldn't see, but there was enough feeling in them to tell that they had a new texture to them. Then he got his answer.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Much to her own delight/surprise — Lisa discovers she can REALLY deepthoat a guy quite easily — and what a HUGE power-rush that is for her to actively fuck a guy’s dick like that — almost like SHE’S the sexual aggressor, suddenly turning the tables on guys who think they’re the one in control.
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"content": "9:37PM [Ellie]: Hey cutie, don't think you can stand me up. Did you end up going out tonight??\n\n9:37PM [Tanner]: Oh hey el! I'm sorry fam, I just wasn't feeling it. With Cindy being I wasn't feeling clubbing or going out. Why you horny or something? 🤣\n\n9:38PM [Ellie]: Um rude! hahaha And your girlfriend being away isn't an excuse for us not hanging bae. I'm coming over.\n\n9:38PM [Tanner]: coming over is fine - just wasn't feeling going out. How long will you be?\n\n9:38PM [Ellie]: I'm already dressed, ubers on its way 😘\n\n9:38PM [Ellie]: Ellie Sent a Photo.\n\n\n\nEllie sent a photo of her in a sheer black mini-dress, with yellow smiley-face cross nipple covers poking through the sheer of her dress. Matching yellow and black eye liner wings accentuate her dicksucking lips as she pouted in her high-angle selfie. She is 5'6, brunette and has a cocky smile that melts most men in their tracks.\n\n\n\n9:39PM [Ellie]: I didn't look this good to sit at home did I? Lol, miss me yet?\n\n\n\nThe last line skewed Tanner; Ellie was the hottest fling he'd had, but the temptress hadn't tempted him.. yet.\n\n\n9:39PM [Tanner]: Fuck. You were going to leave me on the dancefloor tonight if this right cock showed up.\n\n9:39PM [Ellie]: Me? Leave you all alone? Never.\n\n9:39PM [Ellie]: Ellie Sent a Photo.\n\n9:39PM [Ellie]: I'm bringing tequila - I hope you're in a fun mood bae.\n\n9:40PM [Tanner]: Has anyone every told you how much of a brat you are?\n\n9:40PM [Ellie]: Of course! Though most just call me a good girl 😇 Does anyone call you daddy anymore?\n\n9:41PM [Tanner]: Just you when you're drunk. Hey, I'm not sure if I'm up for a big one tonight just FYI\n\n9:41PM [Ellie]: Oh so just a quickie then? 😉\n\n9:41PM [Tanner]: Hey! Cut it out, you know Cindy doesn't like you flirting THAT hard with me.\n\n9:41PM [Ellie]: Oh shut up you love it. Just sniff her panties when you miss her too much hun 😂 Besides, what she doesn't know can't hurt her, right?\n\n9:42PM [Tanner]: loooool get you butt over here, I'll get ready.\n\n----------\n\nThe door chime rings through Tanner's loft apartment at 9:50PM. Tanner had just barely managed to clean up a week's worth of bachelor lifestyle as his girlfriend was partying with her college girl friends in Prague. Ellie talked a big game, but when they were fucking she was the bratty, smug submissive ready to do everything daddy wants. Ugh, the thought alone was arousing some suppressed primal urges.\n\n\nOpening the door, Tanner was greeted by the sluttiest little play thing on god's green earth.\n\"Hey El', so good to see you!\"\n\"Not good enough to come out though huh? Hehe, you owe me big guy.\"\n\n\nShe barged past Tanner and slammed the tequila onto the counter. She walked over to the cupboards, and reached up on her Tilly toes to retrieve three shot glasses. Tanner's eyes locked onto Ellie's G-string as her minidress rode up her curvey ass to her trim waist.\n\n\nShe pivoted back around and slammed the three shot glasses onto the counter before removing the wrapping from the tequila bottle's neck. Her hands worked the plastic up... And down.. and up.. and down. Pop! With her thumbs she released the cork and splashed out three shots...\n\n------\n\nHey OP, love the prompt. This is a work in progress, looking to weave this hotties story a little more. I'm thinking she used to be the submissive when they used to fuck, but now is quite the assertive facefuck giver. 😘"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] What's your best futa promp. might post i like it
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"content": "- A young masseur is excited to work at a new location, unaware that it's consumer base is primarily milfy futanari. It's a surprise... but a welcome one.\n\n\n- A young male adventurer decides to farm xp against low level slimes, until they turn the tables on him and use their morphable bodies to farm him for his \"elixir\".\n\n\n- A bored prince decides the best way to kill his time is to have sex with his futa maids/a slime girl he recently received for his 18+th birthday.\n\n\n- A magic experiment gone wrong results in a busty yet clumsy witch sprouting a stern erection. Her loyal male assistant is the only one around who can help her out."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] what are some gene mod prompts you’ve been thinking of?
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"content": "* your partner's hallucinogenic glands mod were only supposed to produce some mild drug induced euphoria at will - but curiosity got the better of them when they decided to give some drug laced oral. You never cum as hard as last night, and now they want to see what other kinky sex acts they can try on you..\n\n* Her gene modded wetness chip certainly made her tight holes glisteningly good - but your saliva fetish intensified as even her mouth has gotten... more fun.\n\n* Leaning over his desperately horny partner, he relishes in his new gene mod - he spits hot, sticky cum all over his partner. \n\n* He wasn't sure at first, but she was adamant - \"It's a new orgasm mod baby - it floods my body with so much serotonin and oxytocin that I go numb\" she explained. \"I thought you'd love this - I'll dress up pretty for you, but when I flick it on I'll just glass over with a dumb Ahegao face, go limp, and you'll just fuck me whilst I cum, okay??\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Introducing Qikipedia: the free reality-warping encyclopedia that you can edit! Qiki has an article about every person, place, and thing done to the detail. And you can edit qiki articles and reality will change to match the edits with only you being aware that a change had happened. Sign up!
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"content": "“So I can modify anything in reality…” \n\nShe repeated to herself while looking at the screen. She found the search bar and clicked it looking herself up \n\n“AA cups. Yeah we’ll see about that” \n\nShe selected the “AA” and with a single click of a key she typed “H”. Immediately as she did that her boobs grew to the full perkiness of H cups \n\n“Aha! Wait… this means” \n\nShe then went on to modify her measurements giving herself the perfect hourglass body balanced with fat and muscle making her ideal height and weight skinny but strong for a girl and thick in all the right places. Bubble butt, thick thighs, skinny waist, HH cup boobs, 6’ feet\n\n\n“SCORE! Lucy is going to be so jealous I can almost taste her…” she paused for a moment. “Wait a second. If I can modify anything… hehehe… does that mean?” \n\nShe went on to search for her childhood friend rival that was the jock’s girlfriend. She never stood a chance as a short flat girl to get with the boy she liked… but now that she got the power to do anything and after being tortured by them all her life… she sought out a different kind of revenge. \n\n“Oh sweety… you turned him on me, but now… that I got all the power in the world… I don’t want him… well… not for myself of course, but I do want you and I know how to get you”\n\nShe went on to modify first their relationship status to “broken up” then she changed her ex crush’s bloodline to be her brother. She then went on to Lucy’s relationship history and added a new one to herself. Changed up her personality to a submissive little slut that raged for her girlfriend to fuck her and made herself a bit more financially stable, changed her house, gave herself a car, made herself popular, increased her own IQ and made a bunch of smaller changes for her to have the perfect life. She was now on a house at the mountains. Her brother went down to check up on her.\n\n“Em… dinner is ready”\n\n“One moment. I gotta finish up some things for school”\n\n“Hurry up” he left.\n\n“Alright Lucy. Let’s make you an orphan, change your address to here, current physical status to “sleeping” and one more thing before I go to dinner…” she then went to her own page again. Looked up “sexual organs” and clicked “add new” “hehehe… hehehehehe…. HHAHAHAHAHAHA”\n\n“Sweety! STOP PLAYING! IF YOU ARE FINISHING HOMEWORK FINISH IT QUICK!”\n\n“Sorry mom! Going there in a minute!… hehehe… this is important. Now. Select, penis, let’s say… how much do I want to torture her? 10 inches. Yeah… add” she then felt as one bulge appeared under her skirt and it started to tent ripping up her panties and poking out looking at her “uncircumcised. Perfect. Now. Balls… yes. Big. Cumload? Big. Sperm? None and done”\n\nShe clicked and closed her computer. She changed. Went down for dinner like it was nothing and came back to see the ex cheerleader now naked in her bed sleeping.\n\n“Good thing I made her a nudist as well… otherwise my family would freak out if they saw her naked” \n\nShe crawled on top bed positioning herself on top of Lucy and grabbed her hair yanking her up as she cried and moaned in pain and pleasure.\n\n“How’s my little sex slave?”\n\n“M-Master… please…”\n\n“Please what?”\n\n“Give it to me…”\n\n“I’ll rape you more open than how much Moises separated the sea”\n\n“Yes master… please…”\n\n“(I love that site… I’ll play more with it later… for now I’ve got some vengeance to take)”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: “Let me get this straight…” The genie groaned, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “You had three wishes… infinite cosmic power at your disposal. And you want to wish for WHAT…?! Whatever, it’s your funeral.” *SNAP~!*
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"content": "I leaned back in my recliner, grinning like the idiot I was. I was trying to catch up on Mando- I was at least a season behind- but the right side of my TV was all bright staticky lines of red and yellow and blue. You know, how TVs look after you accidentally close your trailers slide-out on ‘em.\n\nWhatever, the left half still worked. I also had a good imagination so when I could hear the show I’d just imagine what was going on and all was good. Right now, however, I most definitely could *not* hear the show.\n\nI turned to my left to look into the kitchen at the center of the RV. “Will you two quit arguing! I don’t care who makes the better seasoning, as long as it gets on my steak and I can hear myself think!”\n\n“Sorry, Paul.” Sarah and Emily grumbled, casting sheepish looks my way. They never did get along, but that was probably because I’d cheated on both of them… with the other. They continued to whisper angrily at each other while gesturing rudely. I sighed. Whatever, it was quieter at least.\n\nI turned back to the TV, resting my hands atop Becca’s head as she continued to diligently bob her head up and down the upper of my two rather large shafts. Back when we’d been dating she’d always been amazing at giving head. So it was a little ironic that it was the reason for us breaking up- she joked a little too loudly a little too often that she didn’t mind doing it because I was rather small and it got it over with quickly.\n\nThe arguing in the kitchen picked up again, a pot clanging angrily into the sink. I sighed.\n“You always were the best at giving head, Becca.”\n\nI hadn’t said it loudly, but I also hadn’t needed to. Emily and Sarah stormed into the living area and poor Becca tumbled to the side as the other two women shoved her aside. They each took a cock and immediately deepthroated it. Sarah ended up on the top one, burying all 11-inches between her luscious lips, into her warm mouth and over her triangle of tongue piercings to dive into her throat. She gargled whorishly, lips planted at my root while she stared up at me.\n\nEmily had taken my lower shaft, all of its girthy 13-inches barely fitting through her similarly accessorized mouth. I raised my eyebrows as she managed to rotate herself upside down and press her nose against my engorged ballsack and her tongue snaked out to caress it.\n\nI wrapped my arm around Becca as she stood and came to my side, watching the show the other two girls were putting on. I was tempted to still try and watch the Mando… but this kinda thing hadn’t gotten old quite yet. The half-shirts they were wearing had pushed up and exposed their tits, which were now rubbing together and teasing each other as the girls moved back and forth on me. Sarah could move up and down if she wanted, but Emily had no choice but to move her whole body back and forth in order to continue throating me. Their cheeks and chins caressed and pressed against each other as they worked their respective poles. \n\nI pondered why Sarah didn’t just work from the side, if she really really did Emily as much as she claimed, she could avoid touching her easily. Oh well, I didn’t mind. I swore I could have seen their tongues touching at one point.\n\nI looked up to Becca, who was just now wiping away the drool and saliva that had accumulated on her face and chest over the hour she’d been working my cocks by herself. She was definitely the house bj-queen, she just had an intuition for what I wanted and she literally never quit. The way she worked her tongue as she slid along my upper shaft and simultaneously tit-fucked my lower… a-maz-ing.\n\nBecca rolled her eyes and I chuckled, nodding my head towards the kitchen. She nodded and moved away to finish whatever it was the others had started.\n\nAll three were busy at work when Megan and Liz returned home. I’d never actually dated Megan, but if the genie had decided she was in the group of “all my exes” I was okay with it! She’d been my childhood crush before moving away halfway through high school. Now she was the madam of my little harem, returning from picking up Liz after her last job.\n\nLiz. *Liz*. I hadn’t really been thinking of her when I’d made that wish, sure she was hot and all… but she was also a total bitch. Not only had she cheated on me, she’d done it with my best friend and the breakup from there had been… really bad. Never knew words could cut as deep as she’d swung them.\n\nSo, she was now the breadwinner of the hous- err, trailer. Home. She was the breadwinner of the home and was doing well enough selling the pleasure of her company that we’d been able to start looking for a proper house."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your girlfriend sees your large cock for the first time; slowly taking it in, as to not overwhelm herself.
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"content": "As I walked into the room, my girlfriend's eyes widened in surprise and lust. She was lying on the bed, wearing a short, sexy nightgown that barely covered her thighs. Her long, silky hair cascaded over one shoulder, framing her delicate features.\nI slowly removed my clothes, revealing my massive cock that was already half-hard. My girlfriend's gaze locked onto it, her mouth slightly agape. As she watched, my cock twitched and began to grow larger, stretching out even further.\nHer eyes followed the length of my shaft, taking in every inch of it. She licked her lips nervously, her fingers trembling as she reached out to touch it. The soft touch of her fingertips sent a wave of pleasure through my body, causing my cock to throb and grow even more.\nMy girlfriend's touch was light and gentle, but it was enough to drive me wild. I moaned softly as she stroked my shaft, marveling at how her touch could make me feel so good. With each stroke, my cock grew harder and longer, pushing against the fabric of my underwear.\nThe sensation was overwhelming, both for me and for her. I could see the desire in her eyes, the need to explore this newfound pleasure. As she continued to stroke my cock, her breathing became ragged, and her grip on my shaft tightened.\nWith a sudden surge of power, my cock broke free from my underwear, standing tall and proud before us. It was thick and veiny, the head flushed with blood as it throbbed in anticipation. My girlfriend stared at it in awe, her mouth hanging open as she took in the sheer size of my manhood.\nI couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. This was the first time she had seen my cock fully erect, and the look of wonder on her face was enough to make me want to explode.\n\"It's beautiful,\" she whispered, her voice filled with lust and admiration. \"I never knew it could be this big.\"\nI smiled at her, feeling a rush of love and desire course through my veins. \""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A monster breeder had lost one of his monsters. The worst part, it was in heat!
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"content": "I didn't even have time to get into my gear, when the mayor came running into the inn, seeing that a goblin monster breeder had just lost one of his monsters! I came running out in nothing more than my wedge sandals and ornate red and gold sundress that I liked to wear around town. Fortunately, I didn't really need to wear much armor, as long as I could sheath my body in a bit of magic, just in case there was a fight. I still had my spell daggers hidden under a fold in the dress at my hip, and I hoped it wouldn't come to violence anyway.\n\nAs soon as I got to the town square, there were a couple of goblins near a broken carriage. It looked like it had broken an axle and then the door had somehow come open. Whatever they had caged in there was out. One of them shrugged at me, as I came running up.\n\n\"Are you that Rose lady?\" He said, in his greasy goblin accent. \"I would go chasing after the monster myself, but the mayor said you were a seasoned adventurer, and you'll sure go faster than me on them long elf legs...\"\n\nHe was openly eyeing my body. Sure, my legs were long, but that didn't really excuse the fact that this was probably his fault. It also didn't excuse the fact that his eyes seem to be lingering on my chest either. Sure, goblins have never been known for their advanced social graces, and everybody likes to take a look at a leggy, busty elf like me, but I couldn't help but feel a little miffed that he'd put the town in danger and now he seemed content to kick back and get an eyeful of the first redhead elf that walks by...\n\nThe goblin shrugged. \"You might want to look out. Apparently, the beast is in heat. It gets more magically powerful then. Probably why it was able to break out of the carriage... Anyways, good luck!\"\n\nI gave my long hair a flick, as I turned away from him and went to figure out where this monster was. I didn't have to look far.\n\nAs I entered a shady grove, I noticed tons of zoned out villagers all sort of in a euphoric Haze. I didn't worry about it myself, as I went in closer. After all, I had breathing protections enspelled into my armor... The armor that I wasn't wearing!\n\nJust as I was about to turn back, I felt the strange pollen in the area affecting me. Suddenly, my dress felt too tight and restrictive, and my thoughts seemed to be drifting. I couldn't remember what I was supposed to be doing, and then I looked up and I saw her!\n\nFloating down from the canopy of the dim and shady Grove, a pink haired moth girl with pink wings was glowing and shedding tiny motes of glowing dust from her wings. She was hugely busty, with an hourglass figure and soft, sexy legs that I couldn't take my eyes off of. She made eye contact with me, and her big, dark eyes seemed to gaze into my soul. I didn't even realize how much I was staring at her until we were face to face, and she pulled me into a kiss.\n\nI wrapped my arms around her, and I don't know how long we spent making out, before she smothered me between her breasts and pushed one of her nipples into my mouth. I instinctively started to suck, and I found myself gulping down A generous flow of warm, sweet milk. I felt almost supernaturally compelled to drink and drink, even as I felt my stomach getting full, and my body seemed eager to absorb all of the calories that it could...\n\nMy breasts started to expand, growing heavier and fatter, even as I continued nursing from the moth girl. I could feel my top getting tighter, as my breasts outgrew my dress, spilling out and fighting for space on my chest, my cleavage getting deeper and deeper, as my breasts swelled and swelled. I squirmed against the moth girl, even as she forced me to drink even more, and my newly expanded tits felt incredible, rubbing against her, being smooshed against her body, as they expanded to the size of large melons. My breasts popped out of my dress, and I could feel milk in my stomach being rapidly absorbed and digested, sending more nutrients to my quickly fattening tits.\n\nAnd they weren't the only parts of me getting bigger either. I could feel that my butt had gotten plumper and my hips wider, and my entire body seemed to have taken on a thin layer of feminine softness, the slightest bit of fat softening me everywhere. My belly was stretched tight with the amount of milk I was drinking, but I could tell that the muscles of my stomach were at best only faintly visible now, hidden under a slight layer of pudge.\n\nI was squirming in place, rubbing my sex against the moth girl, as I got hornier and more deliriously interested in mating and breeding.\n\nJust then, a handsome human grabbed me by the hips, just as a half ogre grabbed the moth girl. She giggled and winked at me, just as I looked back at the man who had pulled me slightly from her. He was almost 7 ft tall, intensely muscular, and he had a pair of horns coming out of his head. He was obviously at least a quarter Minotaur, and, as he was already naked, I could tell that he had the bull cock to match! He thrust into me, obviously desperate to breed me, and I moaned in pleasure, as I felt him stretch me full. He fucked me roughly and urgently, pushing me back up against the moth girl, even as the man behind her started to fuck her, his hands growing over her hips and gripping her to him, as he pounded her with abandon.\n\nIt would seem that the two of us had the most prime mates, and the pink haired moth girl started to kiss me again, making out with me as we were both fucked by our breeding obsessed beaus.\n\nMy giant new tits were rubbing against her milky udders, feeling divine and getting wet with her slick cream, as we hugged each other and kissed, rubbing our bodies together even as we were each being fucked from behind. It didn't take long for me to climax, and I moaned into her mouth and kissed her that much harder, as my pussy clamped and spasmed around the minotaur boy's thick and gigantic cock, seemingly eager to gobble up his hard and heavy rod.\n\nSoon, he came inside me, pumping my womb full of a torrent of cum. I could feel my belly starting to bloat and round out, getting fatter and heavier with the river of seed he was pumping into me. My hand wandered to my stomach, and I laughed and shrieked in satisfaction, rubbing my tummy, as he pulsed jet after jet of potent cum into my fertile belly. I felt deliriously happy that he was fattening me up with his seed, and I came again just from realizing how thoroughly and certainly he was knocking me up at that very moment. I never thought I'd be so happy to be impregnated, but I couldn't wait to feel my tummy grow round with his child... Or children! I nuzzled against the moth girl, smiling happily, as I was bred.\n\nHer suitor, too, was cumming inside her, filling her up and making her coo in delight. She squirmed and shook in orgasm, as she felt herself being filled up, the heat that had gripped her being satisfied by her breeding. She pressed her breast into my mouth again, and I willingly drank, eager to fill my belly with more nutrients for my soon to be growing babies...\n\nI lost track of time, as the boys fucked us again and again, filling us with more of their seed, even as we were both definitely already pregnant. The moth girl flew off at some point, and I woke up to a town full of pregnant girls and men who had drained their balls in some sort of rutting haze. There was nothing for the mayor to do but declare a new holiday, apparently this was now the town fertility festival. That goblin was going to have a lot to answer for…"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "Free Use Fall" Was just supposed to be a dumb internet meme. No one expected girls to actually start doing it!
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"content": "\n@PixieStick69: #FreeUseFall (1/3)\n\nA brunettes twenty something was wearing a white shirt that proudly proclaimed her participation in the Free Use Fall trend. Behind her was a woman her age with her hands down the brunette pants. The video showed the brunette moaning and her face twisting in pleasure as the strangers hands caressed her pussy \n\n\n@PixieStick69: #FreeUseFall (2/3)\n\nThe shirt was gone and the stranger was gently massaging the brunettes breasts. Before the video ended the stranger had pulled down the brunettes jeans and underwear\n\n@PixieStick69: #FreeUseFall (3/3)\n\nThe brunette was moaning as the stranger was on her knees. The strangers tongue was working the brunettes wet pussy. Both women suddenly panic as they spot a campus advisor coming. \n\n@Wandalust:: My boyfriend was home all of two minutes and I was in the phone with work. Didn’t matter though, so hard to hold it in! #FreeUseFall \n\nThe photo showed a woman with black hair bent over her kitchen table. Her hand was covering her mouth and behind her was her boyfriend, balls deep in her pussy and holding a handful of her hair. \n\n@MyLittleSecret: #FreeUseFall!\n\nThe tweet contained a montage of the poster in tight shorts in some bar having his obvious erection being fondled and rubbed by passing men. \n\n @MyLittleSecret: #FreeUseFall! There was a line lol\n\nNext, it’s a video from a strangers perspective. The poster is on his knees in the a bathroom stall smiling ear-to-ear as he lets the stranger use his throat. \n\n@Anonymoushousewife: I’m not afraid to admit that marriage has gotten a bit stale after 25 years…but then out of curiosity I decided to try this trend. I sat around all day nervous and jittery. What would my husband think when he came home and saw it? Would he go for it? Would he ignore? Would he even notice? (1/2) #FreeUseFall\n\n@Anonymoushousewife: Reporting back…two hours later…he fucking ravaged me. He awaited until I wasn’t paying attention and took me from behind. We fucked and fucked and fucked, god he was insatiable! I’m cum drunk and can’t walk but I love this fucking trend! (2/2) #FreeUseFall"
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"content": "I woke to a howling wind. The windows shook. The eaves rattled. I looked out the window in wonder as all the trees down the street were bowing to the power of the wind. Leaves and small branches swirled about the street. Rain poured and rain in rivers down the street.\n\nI gave my head a shake and hit the shower. Work doesn’t stop for a breeze. I scrubbed up. Got dressed. I was munching on a piece of toast when there was a knock at my door.\n\nI opened the door - the wind grabbed it and slammed it open. A woman stood there - drenched and wind blown.\n\n“Come in!” I said, waving her in.\n\nShe stepped in and dripped on my front carpet.\n\n“Thank you! Thank you,” she gushed. “My car died. There is flooding up the street. Thought I could make it through…” she shook her head. “I should have found a different route.\n\n“I have been knocking on doors trying to find a working phone - no one is answering their doors. Does your phone work?”\n\nI fished my phone out of my pocket. Zero bars. I tried to call out anyways. Nothing.\n\n“Sorry. The tower must be out,” I said as the lights went out. “Crap,” I said looking around at the darkened lights.\n\n“I was just about to head to work - but if the street if flooded enough to stall out your car - I think we are going to have to wait out the storm a bit.” I gave her what I hoped was a comforting smile.\n\n“Let me get you a towel and some dry clothes,” I said. I went up stairs and grabbed a bath towel, t-shirt, and sweat pants.\n\nI handed her the towel as she handed me her dripping jacket. Her wet shirt clung to her - showing the outline of her bra.\n\nI set the dry clothes down on the front bench. She stripped off her shirt and handed it to me. Her lacy red bra held her tightly. I could see goose bumps run over her chest.\n\nShe unclasped her bra and handed it to me.\n\n“Oh,” I muttered and turned my back to her.\n\nI felt her put her pants and panties on my arm. I heard her drying herself with the towel so I went upstairs and hung her wet clothes over the shower curtain rod.\n\nShe was so unselfconscious. She didn’t think twice about stripping down in front of a stranger.\n\nVisions of her pale creamy breasts danced through my head. Her goose bump covered areoles and erect nipples made me sigh.\n\nI took a couple of deep breaths and headed back down stairs. I peeked around the bend in the stairs to make sure she was dressed.\n\n“Thank you. That is so much better,” she said with a smile. Her hair was wild and frizzy. Her smile warm and genuine. My t-shirt was huge on her - hanging down to mid thigh. The sweat pants looked like they could fit another person in them.\n\n“Can I get you a drink or something?” I said, trying to be hospitable.\n\n“No thanks. I am freezing though,” she said with a weak little smile.\n\n“Oh, of course,” I turned on the gas fireplace. It would take a bit for it to warm up the main floor but there wasn’t much else I could offer her.\n\nShe sat on the couch in front of the fire place and I covered her up with a the throw blanket. And then sat at the opposite end of the couch.\n\nShe leaned into me and pulled the blanket up to her chin. Snuggling into the crook of my arm she leaned her head on my shoulder.\n\n“So much better,” she sighed. She wiggled and squirmed until she found a comfortable spot. She was asleep almost instantly.\n\nI was trapped there - on my own couch - with a beautiful woman asleep on my arm. I could smell her hair - a fruity sweet scent. Without anything else to do - I just sat there and waited for her to wake up.\n\nI woke with a kink my neck. I was covered with the blanket and she was no where to be found. I checked up stairs and her wet clothes were gone. There was a note by the door.\n\nThank you for the hospitality and the warmth.\nI will bring your clothes back. \n - Julie \nI think about her often. Wonder where she is. How she is doing.\n\nWhen the wind picks up and the windows rattle - I look out the little window in my door - hoping the wind might blow her back to me."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Artist interested mainly in noncon, fantasy/scifi prompts to bring new illustrations to life. Vanilla is boring!
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"content": "The Hazukashī gang was notorious in this part of night city. Their calling card was colloquially known as Bimbo gas. They'd break down the entrance to their rivals, throw a gas can in and enter with EM Disabler rifles for any silicone-based life still standing. As they raid the treasures of their rivals, the gang would fuck and cum over every woman that was dropped from the gas.\n\n\"Bimbo gas\", or 2-phenylethanol-β-Hydroxyethylbenzene, would have their victims drop to the ground, moaning and instantly wet. The EM guns were also finely tuned to only disable any mechanics, but not so much that they were awake and aware watching some 2-bit Hazuka giving them a facial.\n\nAnd so, as soon as the puffy pink cloud spilled into the room, CazLi sprinted for her gas mask. Hand out she also got it before her hazy vision saw a man's hand reach down, and get the mask before her.\n\nShe felt... Buzzy and dizzy... And knew what was coming for her and all her entourage."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Based on her personality, none of her friends would have expected that she had a job as a professional submissive at a brothel/club...
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"content": "Angelica Kincaid was the kind of type A, super-powered corporate personality people naturally thought of when they imagined women breaking glass ceilings. An MBA she'd acquired while managing a multinational adverting division. Promotion to Executive VP of one of the largest consulting firms in the region. A side business she owned outright that had already expanded into four different cities. \n\nHer physical looks didn't hurt. Six foot One, a firm body from a near Olympic level swimming career, black hair in a carefully arranged style that didn't seem too uptight or too informal, steely green eyes and a handshake that could crush a windpipe. Angelica Kincaid, at only 28, was the standout of her friends and schoolmates.\n\nDespite her schedule, she also fiercely managed her social calendar. Whenever there was an event to be planned, whether bachelorette party or get away or yearly halloween party, she either ran it or was instrumental in it. Her friends joked she'd must not sleep.\n\nAnd yet... no one seemed to notice that on the second Saturday of every month, and a few scattered other nights, she was always unavailable. No one really commented if they did, probably assuming some other pressing business concern.\n\n\\----------\n\nOn the Second Saturday of every month, Club Brand held its famous, invite only extreme kink night. It said something that, for a members only club where even the more normal nights saw people wandering naked on leashes, public floggings, and an elevated cage for volunteers to be locked up in, the Extreme Night was considered exactly that.\n\nMembers dress in their finest, either actual formal attire or their best and kinkiest. They eat hors devours off naked and blindfolded submissives. Dominates can reserve slots to either play with their subs themselves, or offer up for others. Stations offer the kinks not usually seen, from fireplay, heavy whipping, even flesh hook suspension.\n\nThere are also a collection of 'Club owned' submissives who attend. Denoted by their white latex hoods and strict, even cruel latex gimp suits, these submissives endure the most punishment by far. Used as dolls, targets, examples of extreme kink, they are variously whipped, waterboarded, suspended, electrocuted, and inevitably fucked to exhaustion. They are known only by their slave name, a greek letter, except to the club owner and operator.\n\n\\----------\n\nDamien, the owner of Club Brand, waited patiently in a small changing room off a gym a few blocks from the club. He'd already prepared and collected the rest of the 'Alphabet' as he called them for the night's entertainment, and now it remained only to collect 'Omnicron'. The dance to ensure she wasn't traced or followed was elaborate, but Damien wasn't about to complain. He understood why 'Omnicron' was so careful, especially since she planned on running for office in the next few years.\n\nA knock came at the door, then two more quick ones, then four slow knocks. Damien answered with six quick knocks, two slow, then three quick. It was never the same code twice, communicated as the rest of their talks were, by a deeply anonymized account on reddit they both had access to. \n\nAngelica Kincaid, dressed in a sensible gym outfit, opened the door and stepped inside the room. \"Sorry I'm late,\" she apologized as she started to strip. Damien checked his watch. She had knocked on the door seventeen seconds after their designated meeting time. He hadn't noticed.\n\n\"Well, don't let it happen again,\" he said gruffly. She was already down to her panties which came off without hesitation. He had to admit, while they'd done this so many times she probably no longer reacted, seeing her strip to her bare skin before getting to tie and lock her into her outfit was definitely one of the greatest perks of his job.\n\nOf course, Damien couldn't know that for Angelica, the ritual of stripping before him and surrendering herself to his care to be pulled and pushed and sealed into her suit was the titillating appetizer to the feast she hoped for, and a key part of her enjoyment. It was her transition, from the Alpha Femme personality who juggled a hundred issues a day, to the ornamental piece of submissive lust that had no need to think beyond the pleasures of the moment.\n\nDamien opened a locker and started pulling out the gear, always carefully checked and washed after each session, and Angelica... Omnicron started to don it. After so many times, they had it down to a science, each part added and four hands guiding it into place. A few items might be added or left off for special occasions but for the most part it never changed.\n\nA white latex body suit, open at the wrists, ankles, and neck, covering her head to toe. A corset of white leather and stiff bone ribs, the stays pulled with Damien's not insignificant might before being tied off. Gleaming white boots, heels six inches tall and locked onto each ankles. White latex bondage mitten, just a short sleeve, pulled onto each hand, the wrist cuffs locked shut with golden padlocks. A white latex hood with her letter, Omnicron, in gold over her forehead.\n\nThe hood covered her face, her ears, even her hair which was carefully arranged under it. Sticking out from the hood and attached with a cunning network of bands within the good was a long blonde ponytail, another way for the EVP to act out her fantasies without fear of exposure or long term effect.\n\nThe hood had openings for her nostrils and a flat panel covered her mouth, clasped shut with yet another golden padlock. Two more panels covered her cunt and anus. Only when Damien permitted it would he unlock one or more of those and let members, or even other submissives, enjoy her body.\n\nThey dressed her in silence. For the first year, they'd talked almost non stop, outlining the plan for the night and what kinks or limits were at the forefront of Angelica's thoughts. By now... familiarity had replaced anxiety. \n\nWith the last bit clasped on, a tight and positively whoreish white silk club dress that would have exposed Omnicron's assets if she hadn't been thoughtfully anonymized, Damien added her cover, a large coat and a massive shapeless hat. So disguised, Damien opened the opposite door and Omnicron walked out. The hood's front was mirrored, allowing her to see out but opaque from the outside in. \n\nShe made her way expertly in her heels down the stairs and to the interior garage, where she climbed into the back of the van to join Iota and Kappa. They whined happily in their hoods, and Damien started the car to begin their journey. \n\n\nI enjoyed this prompt, thank you! Don't know if I'll expand, only possibility there would be a review of the night, Damien and 'Omnicron's' professional relationship, or having some of her friends attend the night and use 'Omnicron' without knowing the truth... though she certainly will!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] what's a prompt that you want to see more than any other? have you had an idea you want the take of other's? send it
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"content": "Here’s a few, they’re pretty similar though.\n\nThe Cheerleaders have their panties stolen right before the big game, they’ll have to do their elaborate routine full of flips and kicks without any panties, and in front of a large crowd and live tv cameras.\n\nThe guys decide to play a mean prank on the girls, and change out their swimsuits for ones that look exactly the same but that dissolve when wet right before the swimming competition in front of the whole school.\n\nAt this prom, being voted the king or queen means you’re required to go naked for the rest of the night."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Some said it was a bit of a gamble, allowing a succubus-owned bakery in the heart of downtown...
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"content": "Wrongly posted elsewhere...\n\n\"Oh my God! This is so delicious!\" Marcy moaned as she bit into the strawberry vanilla cupcake.\n\nThe icing was creamy and sweet without being overpowering. The cake the most moist and fluffy she had ever experienced. It was her third visit to the Devil's Delight Cafe as a customer and she had loved every bite and every sip of everything she had tried. She had hesitated at first, most people had. Who would have suspected that a succubus run Cafe would be so successful?\n\nMonster races had become common since Dentria had been discovered. The gateways that allowed travel between the alternate dimension worked both ways and monster kind had spread to almost every country on Earth. Still, there were some races, such as the demonic seeming succubi that humans tended not to trust. Of course, this delicious food might change some minds.\n\n\"Oh God, Meliandra! How do you make these so good!\" Again moaning with pleasure Marcy spoke with a mouth full of the delicious cake. Taking a deep drink of her iced latte was almost as good as the cake. \"How is this so good!\"\n\n\"We bake everything with lust,\" Giggling the gorgeous ivory-skinned succubus squirmed delightedly beneath the praise. \n\nOf course half a dozen onlookers stared openly as the succubus clasped her hands together at her crotch, and blushed happily from the praise. As if subconsciously always being an object of desire the motion pushed the succubus' enormous pale skinned breasts together forcing an even more lewd display of cleavage beneath the woman's skimpy apron. As she shook back and forth the unsupported breast flesh jiggled and wobbled enticingly even as the matchingly wide ass of the hourglass-figured woman rippled and bounced as well. It was a lewd sight that wouldn't have been out of place on a stripper but was oddly natural for the shy baker, perhaps only due to her succubus nnature.\n\nSuccubi came in a wide variety and the ivory-skinned blonde haired succubus was a rare sub-species. Crimson and cerulean succubi were far more common and most Terrans didn't even know that ivory skinned varieties existed. She shared most features with her sisters but had a few differences. Instead of jet black her horns were golden, and instead of black bat like wings she sported a feathered pair more reminiscint of an angel. However the rest of her body dispelled any innocence or purity that those angelic wings might imply. \n\nMeliandra was short perhaps five feet and two inches but had curves for ages. Her massive melons were each bigger than her head and so wide that other than her wingspan they were wider than any other part of her body. The enormous melons were followed in a close second by her wide and fertile hips and plump posterior. Her legs were sexy with proportionally thick thighs and she practically oozed sex without even trying. And she could bake!\n\n\"Oh my god!\" Marcy licked her fingers to get the last of the icing from them. Little did she know the way she sucked and licked the digits was drawing male gaze. Honestly, even a porn actress couldn't have done it more sensually \"I'm going to get super fat if you stay in business. I've already put on five pounds!\"\n\nMarcy wasn't the only one loving the succubus cafe's delicious and decadent treats. It had become the go to bakery for every cake, pastry, and muffin in town. The coffee was even spectacular and every morning there was a line of customers out the door waiting for lattes and cappuccinos. Honestly the treats were a bit too good. More than one woman in Marcy's spin class had been complaining about the extra weight they were putting on.\n\nOf course, most of the men in the town weren't complaining. While the ladies might be gaining weight it all seemed to be settling in very sexy places. More than one husband whose wife had become addicted to Meliandra's culinary confections had notice a new plumpness and firmness to his wife's tits and ass. This fact alone was half of the reason the cafe's business was booming as men, and sometimes women, scrambled buying sweets for their wives and girlfriends.\n\n\"Oh my god,\" Marcy was saying that a lot and blushed as she realized. She tried to calm herself. \"You gave to tell me the secret!\"\n\nMeliandra smiled and glanced around. While they were in a back corner of the shop eyes did often wander her way. The sexy succubus drew so many stares that wives should have been upset with their husbands for ogling the demonic beauty but they were too busy staring themselves. Blushing she shook her head shyly.\n\n\"I can't tell you that,\" Despite her shy and innocent nature Meliandra's voice was sultry and sexy. \"It's a secret!\"\n\n\"Come on Melia!\" Marcy begged, she was more than a customer she had been one of the first people to welcome the young succubus to the town. She felt like over the last few months they had become friends. \"You can trust me! I'm not going to tell anyone!\"\n\n\"I... I guess so...\" Meliandra glanced around nervously before leaning close. The motion gave Marcy an even better look down the apron and into the cavernous cleavage of the enormous pale breasts of the succubus. \"Well, you might have noticed all our milk is from glass bottles instead of milk cartons?\"\n\nMarcy nodded. She had noticed that. The popular lattes and cappuccinos all included generous portions of milk. Suddenly her mind caught up. A lot of baking used milk too. And the icing, wasn't that a buttercream? Was that it?\n\n\"You get fresh milk from a local dairy?\" Whispering her response Marcy glanced around. \"Is that the secret fresh local ingrediants?\"\n\n\"A little more local than that,\" Meliandra glanced around finding that for one rare moment she wasn’t being stared at. Reaching up she gripped her massive melons with her hands and jiggled them. Marcy's eyes widened and Meliandra nodded. \"Yep, succubi milk.\"\n\nThe sexy wink that Meliandra shot her as the bakery owner stood and moved to help her employee left Marcy stunned. She glanced at her half finished iced latte. She was drinking.. she had eaten... she... she... LIfting the cup to her lips she sucked on the straw drawing that sweet creamy liquid into her mouth and let out a moan. God she wanted another cupcake."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Animosity between vampires and werewolves is the quietest it's been in centuries. Ironically, it's because humans have began waging debate wars over which night creature is more fuckable.
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"content": "Venilia stared at her phone, cringing to herself under her blanket. Ever since the great veil of secrecy had fallen, revealing monsters and magic to the world life had changed for the strangest. The town she's blended into since the long-passed days of the Puritan exiles was hosting a heated debate in the town hall over which creature of the night was more fuckable. She blinked, mind melting in a cocktail of happiness on top of apprehension. Hell, even doctors and lawyers were arguing over the legality and biological possibilities of human-monster intercourse. This global debate was passioned here in a town in the middle of nowhere, with no clearcut victor in sight anytime. Eventually she could stomach it no longer, and whipped away her grandmother's hand-knit blanket as she sat up on the edge of her bed. Naturally most of the supernatural denizens of the world were all in temporary ceasefire as governments and militaries across Earth aggressively sought out rapid integration of monsters into society, as if dragons, werewolves, Liches and more were just another citizen to the tally, or eyes of the law. Like many other of her kind Venilia had expected to be genocide as opposed to accepted; But she chocked it up to humanity's media romanticization of the unnatural.\n\nNevertheless she took a cold, midnight shower, picking out some stretchy form-fitting jeans, black and orange undergarments, a cheap shitty tank top, socks, sneakers and a dark grey hoodie. Stepping outside her small home she strolled aimlessly into the surrounding woods, trying not to think about all the chaos of current day, her worldview clouded with newfound anxiety. Still lewd thoughts and possibilities overran her imagination, bringing the slightest hint of warmth, an iota of a blush. Venilia knew these woods, able to walk them without tripping after 2+ centuries here. Sure she had traveled, but the pale vampire suddenly froze upon entering this small clearing. At its center was ***The*** rock. Her favorite large and smooth stone to sit upon then think; But... But there was some man, tanned and fit, handsome even, who sat there. The man had been curled up, hands pressed into his face until abruptly jolting into a defensive crouch, face contorting until he locked eyes with Venilia. The lack of that human glint in her steel grey, lifeless eyes told him what she was, and the abnormally intense spark of life in his brown eyes revealed to her the same. Neither moved for minutes on end, two monsters poised to duke it out!\n\nVenilia slouched then, shoulders slumping and strolled towards the rock, confusing the young adult werewolf deeply. He nearly experienced cardiac arrest as she reached the rock, beginning to clamber up towards him in an utterly casual fashion as if their' species' eons-stretching secret wars of total genocide didn't mark the two eternal adversaries. It wasn't until she sat down next to him with a look of zero fucks given that he slightly lowered his guard. *\"I take it you came out here to hide from the debate in town?\"* Venilia's voice was pleasant, dulcet even to his inhumanely enhanced ears; Yet her question struck a deep chord, and so he sat down with a stressed sigh, nodding. She returned his nod, and neither spoke to one another for over an hour. Upon said hour's passing he introduced himself as Kalden, revealing himself to be a new arrival to the town. Just like that the two began venting about the last 17 days since the supernatural was exposed to the world. They bonded over their' shared uncertainty, seemingly forgetting the rivalry between their' species.\n\nBy 3:30-ish however Venilia and Kalden were lying down on the stone facing each other, far closer to one another than either had realized until now. Centuries of instinct screamed in this moment within her mind, especially with the sudden lack of blinking from him. Without thinking Kalden, ***lacking centuries of animosity and driven by impulse,*** snatched her skinny form into a hug. Neither having been prepared for this they both were now pressed into one another, heads over each others' shoulder n' eyes wide as saucers! His heat intermingled with her cold touch, setting both of their bodies alight with sensations as well as viciously conflicting feelings!! Both started squirming awkwardly, panicking internally until freezing simultaneously as each felt it: **Kalden's boner...** Reaching a new state of conflicted panic Kalden turned onto his back, forgetting to release Venilia from the hug, stammering as he sat up. She had felt it pressing into the center of her waist, yet by sitting up his erection found itself pressing directly into her muff. Drawing in a sharp crisp gasp Venilia shot her hands up onto Kalden's shoulders while staring into him, mouth hung open in surprise.\n\nThis moment shattered everything either had known, as animosity and common sense imploded with a mutual kiss!! The vampire who had experienced two world wars discarded EVERYTHING as they made out like long lost lovers!!! Only a quarter of a century *(25)* old Kalden knew not the significance of what he was doing, but embraced Venilia with a Werewolve's vigor as they began to grind each other. Her breasts were small, but her hips, rear and thighs were ample yet appropriate in scale to her lithe nature as she worked her hoodie and top off. Breathing heavy n' loud he gripped Venilia's hips, feeling her torso shudder as his hot hands ran up her sides. Kalden got a chuckle of appreciation out of Venilia as he failed to massage her nearly flat chest. Looking away sheepishly he marveled at her moonlit milky skin while she rose in a temporary kneel to pull her jeans down. Taking charge the old but youthful vampire undid his jeans with terrifying speed, but carefully unveiled his average but thick dick. Venilia didn't move then, basking in the moment and Kalden's obvious inexperience intermixed with awe.\n\nJust like that though she pulled the crotch of her panties aside, revealing a ready, slickened snatch that engulfed his member in a smooth descent. Kalden groaned in husky appreciation as Venilia sighed contentedly. The abnormally high warmth of his body was as scintillating to her as her heatless insides were shockingly cold yet pleasant to Kalden. She rode him at a steady plapping pace, maintaining an air of dominance for the first few minutes of sheer gratification. That all fell away however as he got close, panting while pumping faster and harder as he squeezed her ass. Loving the rising intensity Venilia pressed herself into him, kissing Kalden as he took over. Within under a minute he moaned loudly while thrusting away in orgasmic bliss, mind melting as hot cum filled his unlikely lover. Having been the quieter of the two Venilia only gasped with each post-nut pump of his shaft, which surprised her as she suddenly came then n' there! Then she felt him harden again..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Apathetic, your roommate decided to take matters into their own hands to get you up and about!
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"content": "\r\tAmelia lay alone in her bed, teary-eyed, it had been two weeks since her break up with her boyfriend. She hasn’t left the apartment since the breakup, moping around the house, drowning her sorrows in ice cream. Her roommate Olivia had been supportive the whole way through, driving to pick up more ice cream whenever she ran out, or any other basics of survival (not that Amelia thought there were any basics anymore.) But two weeks was too long to put up with, she had tried getting Amelia out of the house, saying “You gotta meet new people! There’s a whole world out there that wants a piece of you!” but Amelia didn’t listen, wanting to continue her new routine of crying every hour.\r \n\tIt was day 18 of wishing they could afford soundproofing, but Olivia wasn’t gonna let her friend just mope around all day today. The other day after Amelia went to bed, Olivia drove down to the store to pick up another tub of ice cream, but this one was different, some alcohol ice cream, the perfect cure. She dumped it into the old tub of ice cream and stuck it in the freezer, now she had to wait.\r \n\tAmelia stumbled on out of her room again, grabbing the tub of ice cream, not even noticing Olivia and a complete stranger sitting at the counter. She took a big bite before turning around and seeing the two. “Um… hello…” She said sheepishly. “Ameilla… this is Jace, he’s a friend of mine!” Olivia explained as Amelia patiently listened, eating more of the ice cream. “Look, i know you don’t want to go out and meet new people right now… so i brought the new people to you!” She says with a smile. “Nice to meet you…” Jace says, standing up and rounding the counter to Amelia. “G-good to meet you too…” Amelia says, blushing a bit. “How about i take you out? Get some fresh air, just run down to get a bite to eat, that’s all… i’ll even pay!” Jace says, leaning in with a smile. “T-that sounds… nice…” Amelia says, her words slurring as she steadies herself.\r \n\tJace drove the pair to the nearest fast-food restaurant to the apartment, getting them a table in the back as they waited for their order. Amelia didn’t even realize how clingy she was, holding onto Jace’s arm for dear life. Jace reached his arm around Amelia, squeezing her by the hip as he pulled her in, she let out a soft squeak and a giggle as he did, leaning more into him. Their food arrived and they began to eat, but Amelia wasn’t the best at keeping herself from a mess, especially when drunk. Ketchup dipped down onto chest, just clear of her tank top, she didn’t notice until Jace pointed it out. “How about i clean that up for you.” He said, his finger racing down her chest and swiping up the ketchup, he playfully led his finger to her mouth, letting her suck the ketchup off slowly.\r \n\t“Oh… you got another drop on you…” He said, reaching down in-between her legs, beginning to rub her slowly. She moaned softly as her body squirmed, her blush growing. “Something the matter, sweetheart?” He said smiling. “N-not at all…” She moaned as her hips lifted up to meet his hand. He applied a bit more force as she sunk into the foam of the booth they were in, not caring to cover her moans, thankfully the loud music that boomed through the restaurant covered them for her. She was never this sensitive before, but going so long without feeling someone else’s hand down there, she was desperate for it. She reached forward, grabbing the soda that came with their meal before slowly pouring it on herself. “I-i’m such a messy girl…” She said smiling as Jace grabbed at her now wet breasts. “Don’t worry, i’ll clean you right up…” He said, slowly laying a kiss on her lips.\r \n\tThe next morning she felt like she was hit by a train, her head throbbing as she stretched her body with the worst hangover she’d ever had. Before she could get out of bed a hand had stopped her, grabbing her by the waist and dragging her back into bed. Jace hugged her as he pressed her up against his body. “So it wasn’t a dream…” She said with a smile, looking back at him. “Don’t know it makes things better but i didn’t know Oliva got you drunk…” Jace said apologetically, “but i’m glad you still like me.” Amelia kissed him as she hugged him back. “I’m glad she did…” She said, resting her head against his chest."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: While scavenging a gas station for supplies you encounter some sort of alien. Things get odd quick.
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"content": "As a warning, I went full weird on this one. There is >!vore ! <\n\n\"Brendan, if you don't stop staring at my tits, the last thing you're going to need to worry about is whether or not they have any Twinkies in this place...\" I huffed, as our supposed military expert seemed more focused on my chest than the gas station we were trying to investigate.\n\nHe just shrugged, \"who knows, I'm just keeping my prospects open in case we need to repopulate the human race, you know?\" He gestured toward Stacy. \"You're obviously the more attractive mate, and that's aside from the fact that Stacy's gay.\"\n\nStacy rolled her eyes. Sure, she wasn't as tall or leggy as I was, and she didn't have my bust, but she was cute. The lesbian thing would have been more of a road block for him, that didn't justify being an ass! She basically said as much, \"why am I not surprised that you're interested in the bimbo who says she's a psychic? Why am I not surprised that Haley the busty redhead absolutely has to be your partner, way out here in the middle of nowhere? Meanwhile, I have a degree *in actual science*, and you weren't nearly as interested in bringing me on this scavenging run.\"\n\nThe bimbo crack was uncalled for. Sure, when the world had ended, I had been in a Jessica rabbit cosplay, and sure, I was still wearing it when we met up, but that didn't change the fact that I really was psychic, whether they believed me or not, and I was determined to pull my weight on this run. I was happy to let Stacy's crack slide though. We needed to present a unified front, and we needed to stay on task besides.\n\n\"Just calm down, both of you,\" I said. \"I've got a bad feeling about this gas station. It has some kind of strange energy...\"\n\nStacy smirked, \"yeah. I bet that *strange energy* is gasoline and monster energy drinks.\"\n\nBrandon half laughed. \"Just stay behind us,\" He said, as he checked The rifle hanging at his side and started to cautiously approach the inside of the large gas station.\n\nStacy followed closely behind, her own rifle at the ready. I brushed my fingers over the revolver on my hip, and I tried to get a read on the weird vibe that was coming from the place.\n\nWe heard movement inside, and both of the others raised their guns, as we approached a figure hunched over at the back of the grocery section. We weren't ready for what we saw!\n\nBefore Brandon could even bark out a request for the stranger to identify themselves, The hunched figure stood up, revealing itself to be At least 9 ft tall and not even human! It was some sort of dark blue skinned anthropomorphic alligator frog raptor sort of monster, and it looked at us like it was hungry!\n\nBrendan and Stacy both opened fire, but a visible sort of wavy blue force field snapped into being as quickly as they cracked off shots from their rifles, and the bullets just hung there in mid-air. It pulled a canister from its belt and tossed it on the ground near us. Some sort of sweet and spicy smelling gas burst out of it, and it felt tingly on my skin. What was more alarming though was the way that our clothes started dissolving!\n\nBrendan turned around and started to run, while Stacy stood her ground and kept firing. Her weapon didn't seem to be affected by The surprisingly delicious smelling gas, but her rifle clattered to the ground, when the alien shot a long and slimy pink tongue out from its mouth, which instantly wrapped around and stuck to her, the impact of it shocking her into dropping her gun.\n\nStacy was yanked off the ground and pulled towards the alien head first, her face landing inside the open mouth of the frogish, dragon-like being. She screamed and kicked, her voice being muffled, as the alien started to swallow her down, with its tongue seeming to undulate over her body, pushing her further into its mouth, as it swallowed her up. Stacy's legs stuck out of its mouth, as it swallowed mightily to squeeze her hips down, tilting its head back to let gravity help do the work. The alien's belly swelled huge and round, as Stacy was gulped down into its stomach with an audible glorp."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [QP] ''My daughter is using my Matter Oscillator for WHAT?!''- inventor and mother in steampunk Victorian era
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"content": "Rosa Blackthorn knew that she wasn't supposed to be in her mother's lab, but she could never resist a chance to play with The advanced gadget read on there, and Her mother was supposed to be on the Queen's airship for at least another few days before it arrived back in the city. The chance to show off a truly astounding apparatus didn't hurt either, as she led two boys, Clive Cromwell and Malcolm Wainwright into the hidden depths of her family's estate.\n\nThey came to a large brass and steel door, which sealed her mother's laboratory tight. Rosa took hold of the ivory dial on the handle, and she spun it this way and that, apparently disappointed that nothing happened, trying a couple more times to no avail. \"Blast it all! She's changed the combination!\" The busty redhead remarked, a frown on her plump red lips.\n\nClive crossed his arms. \"Looks like we won't be wasting any time looking at your mother's rubbish inventions then,\" He said. \"Come on. I think I can still sneak us into the instructors quarters back at the school, if we hurry.\"\n\nRosa rolled her eyes, privately, still facing the door, as she started to pull a panel off of the wall. \"I'm not done yet,\" She said, as she started to fiddle with some wires and tubing there, her nimble and lightly manicured fingers adeptly managing to dodge Sparks and steam, as she started to hotwire the door. She might have been a bit of a delinquent, but she was no less ingenious than her mother, perhaps even more so! And the time she spent around the city's thieves and miscreants certainly didn't make it any easier to keep her out of a locked room! With a shuddering clank and a release of Sparks, the door popped open, the locks failsafe mechanism disengaging itself as a result of Rosa's ministrations. \"And there you have it,\" She said, turning proudly towards the boys and gesturing towards the door with her palm. \"And quicker than half the locks at school, if I do say so, myself.\"\n\nMalcolm, the shorter of the two boys, looked at her in wonder, his eyes lighting up behind his glasses and The bangs of his shaggy brown hair. \"Well that's amazing, Rosa!\"\n\nClive crossed his arms still, giving a slight shrug. \"Not that impressive. Maybe it just means your mom built a bad lock...\"\n\nRosa let the dig slide with little more than an archly raised eyebrow, as she let the two boys into the room ahead of her.\n\nOnce inside, the trio were quick to look around, each taking a moment to marvel at one gadget or another. Rosa picked up a small brass and emerald compact mirror, one of her own inventions that her mother had confiscated, well Clive took two examining an elaborate rapier that, according to the diagrams near it, seemed to be capable of shooting arcs of lightning to stun one's opponents. Malcolm found himself examining a waistcoat that could, if it did what the others near it seemed to have done, transform into a parachute or a net capable of snaring everyone around you.\n\nAfter picking up her compact though, Rosa made a beeline for the very prize she had meant to show off all along. On a slightly raised dias in one corner of the room, there was a circular platform with a large array of brass spires pointed towards it. Each of the spires had separate arms which held concentric rings of crystal, and all of them seemed to be wired to a pedestal which bore numerous switches and indicators.\n\n\"This,\" She said, drawing their attention to it with a flourish, \"is the matter oscillator, and it's going to change the very world!\"\n\nBoth of the boys stepped over to take a look, Clive running a hand through his dark, slicked back hair, as he couldn't quite puzzle what it was even supposed to be. \"So, what is it?\"He asked, trying to sound as though the question weren't eating him up.\n\nRosa smiled broadly, eyeing Clive and milking the moment a bit before she explained. \"It's capable of oscillating matter from this very universe and changing its quantum frequency to alter it to what it might have been in some other reality!\" And she spoke, she fished a bread roll from one of the pouches on the belt of her skirt. She pulled a small table onto the platform, and set the bread roll there. Coming back to the controls, she started to flick them this way and that, the machine whirring and crackling to life, lightning jumping between the various spires and even crackling over the lenses.\n\n\"This boring roll that I took from the cafeteria this morning could have been so, so much more,\" She said, as her eyes focused intently on the glowing gauges and oscillating patterned stained Yes displays on the pedestal. A standing field of electricity seemed to arc towards the bread, and soon, it was flickering and changing before the trio's eyes. \"Why, instead of getting a roll, I might have made a sandwich with some toast...\" She said, as the bread transformed into a couple of slices of bread surrounding what looked like bacon. \"Or, the school cafeteria might have decided to serve something much nicer in the first place...\" She manipulated a couple of dials and a couple of levers, and the bacon sandwich in the electrical field transformed into a small bakewell tart. She cycled a large lever on the side of the console, dissipating the field, and Rosa's generous breasts bounced a bit in her corset, as she sprightly popped over to pick up the dessert. She took a bite of the tart with obvious relish, moaning as she tasted the fresh and lovely almond custard. She licked a bit of it from a plump lip, as she held the bitten tart up for the boys. \"See? Amazing.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Any dhampir base prompts
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"content": "A female dhampir needs to feed to fuel her magical abilities, something that her partner knows. But her partner doesn't know though is that feeding also makes her incredibly, incredibly horny...\n\nAnd because you requested male ones...\n\nA daywalker inadvertently discovers that his best friend has been hiding her hypnosis kink, When he sees how she reacts at finding out that he has vampiric mesmerism powers..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] self cest. Make it creative, but self cest in some way. Same gender, different gender… it has to be you in some way or another.
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"content": "Finally, the mad scientist's latest invention is complete, and she can reach across the border between universes! Okay, so it can only reach halfway, but according to her calculations, her alternative-universe self will test an identical machine in the exact same instant, and they'll meet halfway.\n\nSuccess. The portal opens. She's dressed in her best, looks across to her alternate self... and finds that *he* has dressed up just as nicely. And oh, they have so much in common..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Burning out on my main writing project and looking for some prompts, something dark and paranormal.
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"content": "They figured out what didn't made sense about the murders. This mistery had a supernatural angle they hadn't considered. \n\nLuckily for them the lead detective had contacts on the other side. But information isn't free, and money is worth nothing in hell. In this kind of cases one has to be ready to pay with ones body, but just one isn't enough, and she does warn the rookies on the gang that it can get freaky."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A group of young noble women quite gamely participate in a charity auction where they are "sold" for the weekend to the highest bidder...
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"content": "*I decided to make this a follow-up to [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/17u2nsb/wp_theres_been_some_ocasional_cases_of_people/k96b9gj/) previous post I wrote. While not necessary, you may enjoy reading it first.*\n\n***\n\nAshley couldn't see *anything*. \"Hey!\" she hissed. \"Are you *sure* this is the right day?\"\n\nAlondra rolled her eyes. \"Of course,\" she said. \"They always hold the auctions on Thursdays. If you'd shut up and listen you'll hear that they are bringing the girls out now.\"\n\nSure enough Ashley could hear a low rumbling in the hollow stage floor as dozens of bare feet shuffled toward the auctioneer on stage.\n\n\"Now's our chance!\" Alondra cried. They'd been hiding back stage in the dark, naked and ready to see who could pull in the highest price. Alondra, whose father ran the charity auction house for the last fifteen years, knew a lot of the ins and outs of the famous weekend escort auctions that had put their auction house on the map.\n\nSo when the group of aristocratic girls had decided to have their little competition, Alondra had been the one to insist they all appear on stage nude. In the end, only four girls had decided to join in on the fun, with several others deciding they didn't want to risk losing their virginity, especially after Alondra had told them the story of one girl who had spent the weekend in chains in a sex dungeon where dozens of men had *enjoyed* her before she was allowed to go home.\n\n\"As a reminder,\" the auctioneer was saying, \"tonight's charity is the all boys orphanage run by madam Frasier. She is hoping to earn enough money to cover operating costs for the next year, a hefty sum of money. So get your purses ready ladies, we don't want those orphans to go hungry!\"\n\nAshley's stomach dropped in her gut as the auctioneer said \"ladies.\" Just then she watched as Alondra, who was leading the group, slipped out from stage left and froze, clasping a hand to her mouth and staring wide eyed at the audience. The other girls stumbled on stage behind her and they all gasped together as they stared out at an audience of women. Looking over her shoulder, Ashley could see that all the escorts to be auctioned off were men. Chiseled, oiled, well-endowed men.\n\n\"Oh my,\" the auctioneer said, chuckling. \"Looks like we've got a special treat for you ladies who might appreciate a softer kind of beauty to enjoy this weekend.\"\n\nSomeone helping on stage approached the four girls and guided them back to line up next to the eight beefy man treats already waiting to be awarded to the highest bidder. Petite little Ashley blushed at the sight of the men. They wore nothing, just like the ladies, and Ashley found herself nearly drooling, hoping that someone would win her *and* one of the men for her to play with.\n\n\"Why don't we start with one of these fine young ladies?\" the auctioneer proposed. One of the stage hands led Ashley's best friend Chastity to the front of the stage, and the bidding began.\n\nAshley was surprised at how quickly the numbers rose. The auctioneer had a hard time keeping up with all the bids flying in from the audience of women, most of which were older ladies. Ashley grew nervous as the bidding continued much longer than she'd expected. Chastity shifted her weight nervously, trying to keep herself from impulsively covering her private parts with all of those eyes on her.\n\nAbruptly, the auctioneer went silent. Ashley looked over at his podium and saw him looking down at a note that had just been handed to him. His eyes bulged and he read over the note again.\n\n\"Alright ladies, I regret to inform you that the auction is over.\" A murmur boiled up from the sea of women. The auctioneer read over the note one last time, furrowing his brow in confusion before shrugging. \"It looks like an anonymous donor has privately arranged to fund the orphanage for the next *five* years in exchange for taking *all* of the escorts home for the weekend.\" He looked back up at the crowd apologetically. \"The good news is that anyone who *would* have been interested in one of these ladies can attend our more traditional auction next weekend where we will have the fine ladies that serve tables at Marco's Pub auctioning themselves off to benefit the new community grain storage charity.\"\n\nA drone filled the air as women shuffled chairs and began filing out of the theater. The auctioneer turned to face the men and women behind him and shrugged again. \"I don't know who is coming for you, but I hope you'll show him or her a great weekend. This was truly a *massive* donation, far more than we'd hoped to pull in auctioning you off individually.\" He turned to leave, then added, \"Madam Frasier thanks you for your service.\"\n\nAshley scanned the dwindling crowd wondering if the anonymous benefactor was there in the theater with them. Indeed, as the final women disappeared out through the doors, a single cloaked figure remained, seated at the back of the small theater and waiting very patiently. Finally, the hood of the cloak twisted one way then the other as the individual scanned their surroundings and the figure stood and almost floated gracefully toward the stage. Delicate, slender hands reached up and pulled the hood down revealing a stunningly beautiful woman. Her raven hair glistened in the light and she scanned her prize with enchanting eyes.\n\n\"You will all come with me,\" she said seductively as she effortlessly glided up the steps to the stage and sauntered sensually toward the back exit. The men eagerly fell in line behind her and Ashley thought she saw one of them getting hard already. The four girls nervously brought up the rear, glancing at each other with uncertainty and fear in their eyes.\n\nThe mysterious woman led them into an alleyway where she had a carriage waiting for them. It was like a prison wagon with bars and locking doors. They piled into the cramped space and the enchantress locked them inside with a grin. \"Don't get *too* comfy with each other yet,\" she said. \"I need you to save it for me for later.\"\n\nAshley's eyes widened as she watched the woman walk around to the front of the carriage and climb into the driver's seat. The horses yanked on their yolks and the wagon lurched forward, shifting all of their weight around. Asley felt one of the men's muscly arms rub against her back and she fell forward onto Alondra's cold, slender body. Alondra gladly wrapped her arms around little Ashley, pulling her in closer for the warmth. The girls all huddled together, a breast on her arm, thighs wrapped around her legs, and her and Alondra nipple to nipple in a tight hug.\n\nThe ride took them up a winding path lined with a thick layer of damp fallen leaves. Ashley couldn't see straight ahead, but in her mind she could picture the road. She'd heard stories of people disappearing from town then wandering back into town along the very road on which they now traveled *away* from town. Her heart began beating violently in her chest as she recalled some of those stories.\n\nAlondra noticed. \"What's wrong Ashley?\"\n\n\"Do you know where we are?\" She asked.\n\n\"No,\" Alondra said.\n\n\"I do,\" Chastity muttered softly, pressing her breast harder into Ashley's arm, grasping the group tighter. \"It's the road to the enchanted castle on the hill.\"\n\nOne of the men spoke up with a strange rolling tone and unusual manner of speech. \"Oh yes,\" he said. \"A friend of mine returned from there last week. His legs were shaking for *days*. He said a witch named Ashlona lives in the castle.\"\n\n\"What else did he say?\" It was Lena. Ashley had been surprised when Lena actually showed up for the auction. She was normally one of the quietest girls in their group, but for some reason she had agreed to strip naked and get auctioned off as a potential sex slave for a weekend. Ashley had chuckled to herself when Lena was one of so few girls who had been brave enough to show up.\n\n\"Nothing,\" the man said with his thick foreign accent. \"He hardly spoke at all until his legs stopped shaking, then he fell asleep. That was two days ago. He's still sleeping.\"\n\nThe group bounced around in silence while the horses dragged them along at a brisk trot. Gusts of brisk autumn air rushed through the bars and covered the girls in goosebumps even though they were huddled together. At last their ride jolted to a halt and Ashlona danced around to the locked door at the back of the carriage. \"Alright,\" she sang. \"We have a long weekend ahead of us, so I need you to follow me quickly.\"\n\nShe smiled at them, making eye contact with Ashley just as she turned the key. The door squeaked open and the girls stumbled out onto the ground, followed by the men. One of the men *definitely* had a boner already and Ashley blushed again, remembering that she hoped she'd be spending the weekend with at *least* one of the guys.\n\n[Continued in a child comment.]"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Warning! Do NOT enter/swim in Blue Cliff. The Heat is at peak and all creatures in the area are affected. For your own safety, keep out!
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"content": "Up ahead, Bryan watched as Ashley ducked under *another* \"DO NOT ENTER\" barrier. Hand he couldn't keep his eyes off her perfect ass as it moved under her devastatingly tiny bikini bottom. However, his stomach churned watching her ignore all the danger signs and warnings. He loved her far more than she knew, and as they penetrated deeper into the closed off portion of the Blue Cliff resort, his goal slipped from \"have a good time\" to \"protect Ashley at all costs and get her out alive.\"\n\nHe had only ever heard rumors about why the resort closed off its popular dive spot once ever seven years. Some said it had something to do with the local wildlife. Others said it had to do with the migration of an endangered sea turtles. The wildest rumors talked about men being ripped in half and whole groups of tourists disappearing into the depths of the two mile deep underwater canyon.\n\nBryan rushed to catch up to her, jumping down to the sand with a thud after climbing the six foot fence plastered with \"WARNING\" signs. She laughed and turned to face him, taking a few steps backwards and smiling as she continued toward the bright blue water.\n\n\"It's *so* beautiful!\" she exclaimed. He gazed at her, loving the way the wind played with her long brown hair, tossing it around her adorable face. Her small breasts still managed to jiggle a little under the bikini top as her heels pounded the thick white sand.\n\nShe whirled around again and started jogging toward the main feature of the beach, a deep, dark, jagged crack in the cobalt blue water that quickly faded to progressively deeper, darker blues. Perhaps fifteen feet across on average, the crack went down for nearly two miles, the faces of the two cliffs spotted with multiple cave entrances. The resort strictly enforced diving certification standards to ensure only properly equipped and trained divers explored the cliffs and caves, but millions of tourists came to sit in the warm, shallow water at the edge of the blue cliffs, no gear or training required.\n\nEven the exotic beauty of the natural landscape couldn't peel Bryan's eyes away from Ashley's petite, athletic figure as she jogged into the shallow water and turned to face him again. \"Oh Bryan the water is *perfect*! Come on in!\"\n\nHe rolled his eyes and slowly waded into the water. The perfectly temperate water lapped at his balls through the thin fabric of his swim trunks and he felt himself starting to get hard while he watched the ocean trace outlines of Ashley's sensual curves, hugging her hips and circling her waist.\n\nShe laughed and clapped as he joined her in the water, running up to him at the edge of the crevasse and throwing her arms around his neck. They'd hugged many times, but always as friends. Something in her behavior today felt... more intense. She pressed her body against his and surely she couldn't have missed his raging erection.\n\nThey had been friends for so long... surely sex would ruin *something* but... she pressed herself harder against his cock and moved her body in a way that rubbed him just right and he gasped. She giggled and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, taking his face in her soft, slender fingers and drawing a long, passionate kiss from his dumbfounded lips. One of her hands slid down his chest into his trunks and she wrapped her fingers firmly around his shaft.\n\nHe grabbed her ass, the hormone storm inside of him building, some kind of primordial instinct flooding his system with powerful urges to mate. She stroked him between their abdomens for a moment, then stepped away from the kiss and hungrily pulled down his shorts before untying the sides of her bikini bottoms and the back of her top, letting the entire ensemble fall away into the water. He stared at her, voraciously soaking in her every detail. She was truly a work of art, more gorgeous nude than he'd ever imagined. They stepped into each other's arms again and resumed making out, their tongues frolicking together while their hands roamed all around each other's bodies.\n\nIn an instant Bryan felt something soft wrap around his ankle and yank his foot out from beneath his body. He instinctively wrapped his arms around her and held on tight as they were dragged horizontally toward the wider part of the crack in the sea floor then quickly jerked downward. He gasped just before his world was flooded, the muffled gurgle of bubbles and angrily swirling water rushing around his head as they were both pulled swiftly into the deep, dark world below.\n\nThe water around them grew heavier and colder while the light above faded. Water rushed past their bodies forcefully, bubbles jumping away from their path chaotically as they were jolted around a corner into one of the many caves lining the walls of the cliffs.\n\nIn the pitch black tunnel he clutched Ashley powerfully, waiting for the dwindling air in his burning lungs to run out, sending his body into convulsions, blackout, and eventually death. But just as the cold waters around him had begun to feel like his final resting place, he was assaulted by a rush of frigid air all over his body. He gasped and felt Ashley's chest heaving against his as well. Something muscular and leathery was still wrapped around his ankle, but all he wanted to do was breathe as they floated in the icy air pocket deep in a profoundly dark underwater cave.\n\nBefore he could process the situation, another tentacle wrapped itself around their torsos, locking them against each other, while other tentacles swarmed around their bodies. He quickly lost count of how many soft, firm, slippery arms were snaking around his flesh. He clenched his ass as one of them explored his butt crack. He felt something wrap around his cock which had nearly entirely lost its erection. He felt Ashley squirming against him as she was undoubtedly being explored as well.\n\nEach of them was cold and covered in velvety skin with a firm, muscular core. The one between his butt cheeks found his anus and probed against it firmly. He squeezed hard, but it pressed on harder and soon he felt a dull pain as his sphincter was forcefully breeched, the round, finger-like tip tentatively squirming around just inside before slithering in deeper. He writhed and gasped as its progressively wider body continued to slide in, stretching his anus. Just inside he felt it bloating out, pressing against his prostrate, a surprisingly pleasant sensation sparking out from behind his cock and into his growing erection. The tip of his penis lit up as a mini load of cum flowed out, sandwiched between his and Ashley's stomach.\n\nThe tentacle wrapped around his cock and balls squeezed and he felt his erection growing harder while Ashley gasped against his chest, her lips gnawing at his skin while she shuddered and squirmed. He realized he felt a tentacle sliding along his balls, probably entering Ashley's tight, smooth pussy. He moaned to himself, groaning internally, wishing it was his cock slipping inside her, but then he moaned louder as the invasive appendage in his asshole pressed painfully against some unseen barrier deep in his colon. A sharp pain shot through his system as it popped through, but somehow the pain only intensified his pleasure and he felt more cum flowing from his rock hard cock, lubricating the tight pocket of flesh it was in, sandwiched tightly between their bodies.\n\nWhen another wave of intensely painful pleasure jolted through his body he tried to reach behind himself to grab at the tentacle but found that his arms were pinned against Ashley's back. He felt vulnerable and violated but the stimulation was intense and waves of pleasure were involuntarily washing over his entire body with increasingly intense shudders pulsing through his muscles.\n\nWithout warning Ashley shrieked and shook, gasping and crying out as she came, and then he felt it too, the thick tentacle in his ass began pulsing and throbbing, a bloating feeling growing deep inside him as it pumped *something* into his body. Ashley's legs shook and she tried to bite his chest while she writhed and shuddering moans reverberated in her torso. The tentacle wrapped around his cock stroked him just right and sent him into a spastic, powerful orgasm with cum shooting out into the tight pocket between their bellies. Bryan squirmed and shouted, both of their voices echoing sharply in the tiny air pocket.\n\nWhile it pulsed inside him the tentacle slowly withdrew, waving swells traveling up his intestines while the fleshy arm slid out depositing its load along the way. His legs twitched and he groaned, his sore ass finally relaxing as the tip of the creature slipped out from his weakly puckered hole. Ashley continued to shudder against his body while tentacles gradually retreated all around them. They slid along his balls, pulled at his dick, and relaxed their grip on his body.\n\nSoon they were left alone, dropped and left to tread water while their chests heaved for air and their tired muscles sporadically twitched and jerked. After a long moment of heavy breathing and shocked thoughts, Bryan began to wonder how long they'd have to hold their breath to get out, given how quickly they had been dragged *in* to the cave. But before he had a chance to ask Ashley how long she could hold her breath, he felt another tentacle wrapping around his kicking ankle.\n\nHe desperately fought and kicked but it got ahold of him quickly. He flailed with his arms, reaching for Ashley and he found her just in time. She grabbed at his arm just as he clutched her wrist and suddenly they found themselves being dragged at high speed back out of the cave. But when they left the tunnel and expected to go up, they found themselves being dragged into another cave opening where *another* tentacle wrapped around their bodies.\n\nBryan's eyes bulged out of his head as another tentacle began pressing against his asshole and Ashley squealed with pleasure."
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