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Write a story using this writing prompt: Working customer service sucks... but your job isn’t that bad. You work for the “Advice and Recommendations” department with the largest camming site in the world. Your day is filled with reviewing creators’ content, and making suggestions to help grow their brand... and incorporate your kinks. | [
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"content": "**Disclaimer: bondage | I will probably continue if I feel like it, but it's 3AM and I didn't really think this through**\n\nAs soon as my only job option was customer service, I knew the next year would be tough to get through. However, I looked on the bright side: at least I'd be reviewing porn all day! I was only eighteen, but I had seen all types of porn: gay porn, straight porn, lesbian porn, even furry porn.\n\nI woke up on one uninteresting Monday, other than the fact that it was my first day at the job. I realized that I had overslept and that my Zoom meeting would be starting in five minutes, so I quickly put on a hoodie and turned on my seven-year-old PC.\n\nAfter struggling for way too long to find the Zoom link, I saw him: my first customer.\n\n\"Alright, listen up you dirty desperate girl,\" he rudely said, startling me.\n\nI unmuted and replied, \"What was that for? It's my first day on the job, I'd like a little bit of empathy on your part.\n\n\"First day on the job? Well, not what I wanted, but it'll do. Listen up here: I know you're desperate and need to work this job for a year to get financially stable. Well, what if I told you that I had enough money to get you into a job you like better? Enough to leave you with enough money for the rest of your life and the lives of your children, which I hope will be mine, without even working one more day?\"\n\n\"You seem... sus.\"\n\n\"I'll give you half of my money. We'll even put it on a contract to make sure that I don't try anything. I just ask one thing of you. Film my porn with me.\"\n\nI was disgusted at the idea, but realized that it might not actually be so bad. \"I'll think about it. And what would you want me to do in this porn?\"\n\n\"Oh, silly girl. You get to choose, of course. What are your kinks?\"\n\n\"You know what,\" I announced firmly. \"I'm in.\"\n\n\"Good. We have until next Monday to get this done. I'll send you my address. We'll meet tomorrow at eight AM at my place.\"\n\nI said, \"But what about work?\"\n\n\"You don't need to work, at least you won't after we finish this porn,\" he replied.\n\nI spent the rest of the day in meetings and giving feedback on different porn clips. I was suspicious of the odd request, but too horny to care.\n\nThe next day came, and I woke up at six AM. I put on some fancy clothes, then left the house and started to drive to this man's address. When I got there, it was already seven thirty and the man was standing outside.\n\nThe house was a white, modern, rectangular building. The man was tall but cute, from what I could see. I got out of my car and ran towards him.\n\n\"What's your name?\" I asked, remembering that I didn't know.\n\n\"Tommy,\" the man replied in a sweet voice. \"Now, let's go inside. Let's try to make this filming as quick as possible, but also something you will always remember...\"\n\nI smiled in anticipation. Tommy led me inside and held the door for me. \"So what will be in this porn you're filming?\" I was curious as to what I would be doing.\n\n\"I think you have a kink for bondage, so that's what we'll do,\" Tommy replied in a husky voice.\n\n\"What? How did you know that?\"\n\n\"Search history. Now, get down to the basement, we don't have much time until I have a meeting to go to.\"\n\nI oblige, still confused about how he could have possibly known about my kink. The basement wasn't very large, wtih cameras facing a matress that had ropes all over it. Tommy came downstairs soon after, then violently pushed me down and tied me up completely.\n\n\"We just need to finish this, then a life of everything you want awaits you,\" Tommy reassured me. I was starting to get really horny as he touched my cheek and kissed my forehead. I was panting, however, and nervous as to what he would do. He then took off his clothes and violently jerked off mine.\n\nI took a deep breath as he laid down next to me, and I froze seeing his considerable length. \"You're so... hot!\" I whispered.\n\n\"So are you,\" he replied, holding me down and thrusting in deeply. I screamed until it felt like there was no air left in my lungs. He slowed down his movements and kissed my lips. \"There, good girl.\"\n\nHe kept going for some time, and I stayed quiet. Suddenly, he pulled out and came all over my face, then he untied me and lifted me in front of the camera before walking over to it and turning it off.\n\n\"Perfection,\" he whispered to me as we both slipped on our clothes."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: You ment to grab drinks. You just grabbed the first thing in your sleepy haze. It turns out they were afew of those new "Bimbo" and "Trap Slut" drinkable genemods. | [
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"content": "Skip was in the bathroom when it took effect. He had been out with some friends, drinking of course. They decided to go back home with a few drinks. I just grabbed a few of what looked like sake and beer. Turns out that definitely wasn't what they were, and we didn't realize that until they were all gone...\n\nIn the bathroom Skip was washing his hands. He splashed water on his face and then looked up to see himself in the mirror. A drop of water fell from his hair, and he put his cap back on before he felt a surge from his penis. Skip quickly looked down to see a bulge forming. He unbuttoned his pants and saw it wriggling back and forth. He shivered, and quickly pulled his pants back on. Whatever was in that drink wasn't normal that was for sure.\n\nSkip burst out of the bathroom to find his friends in the living room. Some were flat out on the ground, grunting with pain, while others were giggling and laughing in drunkenness. One of them, Liam, had a shocked expression on his face. He grunted as his chest expanded and he found two plump breasts on his body.\n\nAs Liam was poking and prodding his newfound endowments, another person, Argo, found two large cat ears poking out from his head. A tail was moving back and fourth in the air. He \"pawed\" his ears and noticed his ass getting just a bit bigger, to which. he pressed with his hands to test it's squishyness.\n\nSkip's cock flared up again, becoming rigid and tingly. His balls dropped, and an intense blush filled his face. All sorts of lewd thoughts filled his mind, and a bit of drool dripped down his chin. He shook and cleared his head, before the person that was on the floor crawled over and gripped his ankle.\n\nJean was completely wasted. She hiccuped and giggled, before turning around to reveal a huge bulge between her legs. It pulsed and she burped, still clinging to Skip's ankle.\n\nHe reached down and detached her, before he was taken down by Argo, pounced on like a cat. His tail went back and fourth in the air before he moved downwards to Skip's cock. He tugged on his clothes, pulling of his pants to reveal the small underneath. Argo unbuttoned the underwear before tearing it off, to reveal Skip's flaccid penis.\n\nThe cock writhed back and forth, slithering down to touch the floor before swiftly becoming erect, pointing skywards at a massive 11 inches of meat. Argo touched it with a shocked expression on his face. That expression quickly changed to that of a lewd one though, as he gripped it fully and began to stroke. Skip moaned with pleasure, and his cock spilt precum like a leaky faucet.\n\nArgo, however, was not the only horny one, as Liam and Jean took notice as well. Liam was fingering himself on the couch, missing his cock but loving the change. Every stroke was incredible, not to mention the benefit of having something to do with his other hand. Jean was testing her new cock, waving it around like a sword and poking it.\n\nSoon, Skip's time was up as a thin stream of cum came pouring out from the hand job. That wasn't the focus though, as he squared and felt an intense vibration coming from his penis. It wasn't actually vibrating, but it was growing, and fast! It quickly doubled in size, with Argo looking on in total awe and the rest looking on with horny desire.\n\nJean decided that now was her time to strike, and poured on top of Argo. she slipped her cock straight into his ass, lubricated to the max. Argo moaned and his tail coiled around her arm, tightening and relaxing with the rhythm. Skip wasn't being left out though, as Argo slid his cock into him as well! Now like a triple layer candy bar, they all kept fucking in a delicate rhythm, but Liam wasn't being left out...\n\nLiam was excited by seeing them all together, and decided that Skip was the ideal person that he could ride. Skip's now 2 foot cock was towering over them, twitching and throbbing with milk dribbling down the side.\n\nLiam stood to the side of Skip, who looked up to him innocently, before he swung his leg over Skip, positioning his pussy perfectly over his dribbling penis. He pushed down onto Skip's cock, and almost the entire thing slipped in with ease. It's like his cock sized itself for him. Liam pulled himself upwards, then came crashing down on Skip, forcing a deep groan out of both of them.\n\nThe 4 of them continued their own rhythms. Skip was at the bottom of it all, getting railed two ways at once and loving every second of it. Every movement sent a wet grunt out of his open mouth, with his tongue hanging out and dripping drool and his cap falling to the side. Ecstasy shivered through his body tingling around in his through, his mind, his heart, his legs and of course, moving up and down his throbbing, heaving cock.\n\nSuddenly, Jean at the back moaned and stopped, sending a hot, sticky load of cum into Argo's ass. He reciprocated, sending his own shooting into Skip. It filled his asshole, hot and sticky and dripping out from the little room that wasn't blocked. Skip uttered gentle yet powerful chokes of pleasure as his own cock popped like a birthday ballon, shooting what must've been a gallon of cum deep into Liam. Liam moaned but continued, sending pleasure shaking through Skip.\n\nAfter what must've been a few minutes, everyone detached themselves. They all sat panting on the floor, cum coating each of them differently. Skip had a pool of cum leaking out of him, not to mention his own cum dripping downwards onto him as his cock shrank and went flaccid.\n\nEventually, everyone had to get up. The changes reverted on their own, with Skip's being the fastest and Liam's taking over an hour. They all got their clothes on and without mentioning a thing left. Skip was left in the apartment, with lewd dreams filling his head that night... \n\nCritique welcome!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [M4F] Let's Sexfight, loser gets fucked | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: The Hunchcock of Notre Dong, hidden away from the world. With his deformity, will he ever find acceptance among the common-folk... and perhaps love as well? | [
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"content": "*Note: I don’t know how church practices work, none of this is accurate. Also everyone is out of character*\n\n“Morning in Paris, the city awakes to the bells of Notre Dong...”\n\nAs Quasimodo rings the bells for prime, the sun rises. \n\nHe stares down at the passers by and watches, and waits. All these years spent holed up in the bell tower with no one to talk to, except the gargoyles, but he doubts they even listen.\n\nEsmeralda was about to begin her dance. She danced monthly at the steps of the cathedral, attracting a large crowd. Quasimodo waited for these days, dreaming of her, keeping his fantasies to himself- hidden in his hands when he was alone in his cot after his duties. She was his secret, one that he could never tell anyone anyway, but it was his to keep for himself. He watched as she strode onto the open space as if she owned it.\n\nShe was gorgeous, her lithe limbs moved with a ferocity he had never seen before- the power of her legs as she jumped and twisted high in the air, her loose garments flowing around her while he watched each meticulously rehearsed step. Her curves twisting like a ribbon in the air, Quasimodo couldn’t help but stare at her body as he kept time with the beat. She did not miss a single cue.\n\nThe public loved her and hated her, accusing her of ensnaring men’s hearts and their wallets with her witchcraft. Quasimodo was unsure if magic existed, but he felt the magic of her movement. \n\nWhen the performance was finished, she bowed, taking the coins thrown her way. It wasn’t until that moment the city guards started to harass her. Quasimodo watched helplessly as they shoved her to the ground, taking her money and dragging her away. Esmeralda pulled away from the guard, kicking him forcefully in his privates. As the man screamed, she pushed herself up and ran. Much to his surprise, she ran into the cathedral, calling for sanctuary.\n\nQuasimodo left his bell tower, running to the rafters to watch as the Archdeacon granted Esmeralda sanctuary and offered her shelter.\n\n“But remember, this is only valid within these walls, you cannot leave.”\n\nEsmeralda blinked in surprise. “Never?”\n\nQuasimodo could not believe his luck. \n\nAt first he kept himself scarce, leaving offerings of food, blankets, and other comforts. But he couldn’t help himself. In a moment of weakness, he left one of his creations. A small wooden carving of a goat. He watched as Esmeralda found the figure, and watched as she clung it tightly and sobbed.\n\nIt compelled him to try again, hopefully he could make her something that would smile.\n\nFinally, he had the perfect gift. A carving of herself. It was difficult capturing her beautiful face on such a small figure- he cut himself many times in the process- but, he finally did it. Quasimodo waited until Esmeralda was asleep, as he always did when dropping her gifts, and took a moment to capture her beauty. \n\nQuasimodo turned away.\n\n“I’ve seen you, you leave so soon afterwards I never get to thank you.”\n\nHe jumped. He quickly glanced over to see Esmeralda in her shift, wrapping the thin blanket around herself. “You have been my guardian angel.”\n\nQuasimodo shook his head. “I am no angel,” he mumbled. “I am a monster.”\n\nEsmeralda lifted herself up and walked towards him. Quasimodo flinched, worried she would hit him, instead, she gently placed her hands on his deformed face. “I have seen the good you do, not just for me but for others too. No monster would go out of their way to help anyone besides themselves.”\n\nQuasimodo shivered at her touch. “I...”\n\nEsmeralda bit her lip. “I want to repay you for your kindness.”\n\n“I have no need for your money,” Quasimodo protested.\n\nEsmeralda laughed. “Then let’s take a walk. Why don’t you show me the bells.”\n\nQuasimodo hobbled up the flights of stairs holding Esmeralda’s long slender hand. He told her every story he knew about the cathedral and every stone. Esmeralda stared at him in amusement. At last, they reached the bell tower, his home. He showed her each of his beloved bells, leading up to the largest, Emmanuel. They stared in wonder at its size, each fitting comfortably inside him. \n\n“Your world is so different from mine,” Esmeralda noted. “But I can see the beauty in it.” The golden light of the bell reflected on her skin.\n\n“What made you so interested in the bells?” Quasimodo asked.\n\n“You. I wanted to know more about you ever since you gave me that carving of my pet, Djali. You’re the only one who understands my loneliness in this prison.”\n\n“It’s not a prison,” Quasimodo protested.\n\n“But it’s not living either. Have you ever really lived, Quasimodo? Gone outside, stood in the rain, made love as the sun kisses your skin?” Esmeralda said passionately.\n\nQuasimodo blushed. “I’ve never um, made love before.”\n\nSurprised, Esmeralda let out a laugh. “Would you like to try now?”\n\nQuasimodo stood motionless in shock. \n\n“To be honest, it has been a long time since I’ve been with a man and I’m in need of a release.”\n\n“I thought you were married?” Quasimodo asks.\n\n“Jehan? He doesn’t count. If you don’t want to...”\n\n“I want you.”\n\nEsmeralda leans over and kisses him, feeling the curves of his deformed mouth as she runs her hands over his face and down his body. She finds the edges of his tunic and pulls it over his head and Quasimodo shivers as he is completely exposed. Esmeralda leans down, and gasps. “Mon Dieu, you’re huge!”\n\nShe finds she can fit him in her mouth fully. She licks, and places the tip in her mouth as she plays with his balls. He moans as he feels a sensation he has never felt before in his life- and the woman giving it to him is Esmeralda herself. He is getting hard, and as he does his size increases. He watches as she takes more of him in her mouth and her hand lifts up her shift, exposing her wet and glistening skin from her most private parts. He could feel the liquid dripping from his cock. \n\nEsmeralda pushed his head down onto her as she spread her legs open. “Your turn,” she teased. \n\nEagerly, he kissed her slit and moved his tongue inside her, watching her mouth part open and her eyes close as he tasted her, his tongue placing pressure on her. Unable to help himself, he placed his large fingers inside of her, watching as her legs widened and she squirmed to his touch. “Good, good,” she sighed. “We’ll need to work up to another if I’m going to be ready to take you fully.”\n\nQuasimodo kept moving his fingers inside of her, opening her up.\n\n“I think we are ready,” she murmured. \n\nQuasimodo brought his member to her lips, rubbing the tip across her slit and against the button her had found in his explorations. She squirmed in pleasure. “Don’t tease me too much, slide it in.”\n\nSlowly, he placed the tip inside of her, and moved forward but by bit watching her stretch out.\n\n“Oh, you’re so big. Are you even human?” She asked. \n\n“I’m not sure.”\n\nShe screamed. “Ah! I don’t care. Oh, God!” He can she a bulge in her stomach as he moves inside her. She doesn’t seem to mind\n\nQuasimodo slowly thrust into her, watching Esmeralda whimper as they moved together.\n\n“Don’t slow down,” she moaned throatily. “Faster, harder.” She wrapped her legs around his torso, pulling him in as he moved faster, her hands gripping onto his large thick biceps. He watched as she screamed his name inside the bell and shivered and convulsed, panting and begging for more. \n\nHe turned her over on all fours, gripping her breasts as he changed positions and as he held onto her tightly, felt him grind against him and knew he could not hold on any longer. He was going to have to let go. Suddenly, he felt a sense of bliss, as it must have felt when seeing the angels in heaven. He felt his body go limp as he fell on top of Esmeralda. She twitched in pleasure and he held onto her tightly, nuzzling his face into her shoulder. \n\nThey lay together, catching their breath momentarily until Esmeralda stood up. Quasimodo admired her naked body as put on her shift. “Next time, you must pull out before you finish or else we will certainly have a problem explaining a few things to the Archdeacon.”\n\nQuasimodo nodded, his interest perking at the hint of a next time.\n\n“Now, let’s get out of this bell. Hopefully half of Paris hasn’t heard us.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "Ha! Fooled you into fucking a dude!" The mischievous femboy elf boasts as his hole leaks with seed. | [
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"content": "Brothels really aren't all that bad, for all the flack they get. Good food for a cheap price, damn good drinks and a wide variety, and the hires aren't bad either. Tonight, Tommy had decided to get some revenge. A man by the name of Felix had shoved him out of the way in the marketplace a few days ago. So what if an elf wants to grab some lube, huh? \n\nSee, normally, Tommy liked to get his revenge. Mostly small things, like making them trip at an embarrassing moment, but when he tried to get Felix, it turned right back on him! He had slung a pouch of water so it would explode on him, but it came flying right back onto Tommy! \n\nSopping wet and heaving angrily from the failure, he decided to try again. This time, he put bees all over his room hoping he'd get bit, yet when he sat down, none of them were there! It's like they knew to run away! But Tommy would have his revenge, and opportunity struck when he heard, just outside the door, \n\n\"I heard that Felix is going to be at the brothel tonighttt!\" \n\n\"You're such a hoe for that man, get some real gossip!\" The voices faded out into the hallway, but Tommy hard all he needed, and got to scheming...\n\nLater that night, he was ready. Tommy was already rather feminine, and did rather enjoy crossdressing, but this would be his first time doing so in public. He slipped on the pillowy black skirt, the soft black leggings, and he affixed a nice, pink bowtie. His outfit was complete, looking like [Catgirl D.va](https://www.google.com/url?sa=i&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.artstation.com%2Fartwork%2FL6nk0&psig=AOvVaw3TleoYLgKm_WNDkVqjBB34&ust=1617446522350000&source=images&cd=vfe&ved=0CAIQjRxqFwoTCLj_p_6v3-8CFQAAAAAdAAAAABAJ) from Overwatch. He strut around the room a few times, testing how the clothes all felt. They were nice and soft, though a bit breezy. \n\n\"OI! TIME FOR YOUR SHIFT!\" The manager yelled, slamming her hand into the door. Tommy hurried out of the room and began his shift. The way the place worked was that any waiter was for hire, or just to play with. He spent his evening bustling around, bringing brightly colored drinks and delicious food, like honey glazed sausages, bright red cuts of thick steak, all manner of sweets and more. \n\nThe night was starting to get long, with more and more meals going out, it felt like it was getting busier when it should be getting slower. Tommy raced around, ensuring everyone got their food just on time. However, when he was pulled into another booth, he found that his target had arrived. \n\n\"Hey. Why don't you come in here?\" Felix said, gesturing to the blank seat next to him. Tommy feigned nervousness, and after gesturing his skirt, sat down next to him. His friends must've left for the night already, as the table was strewn with plates filled with remnants of food, crumbs of bread, unfinished pieces of steak, a few stray tomatoes and sad lettuce leafs were only a few of the foods that littered the table\n\n\"I've had my eyes on you all night, wish we had you as our waitress... Oh well. Care to have a drink?\" Felix gestured to another waitress, and after a moment they bought a drink each. Felix put his arm around Tommy, who was sitting stiff. The waitress returned quickly with their drinks before bowing and hurrying off. \n\nTommy reached for his glass, a nice sangria. He liked it because it was fruity and rich, plus it made a good party drink. Before he could get his hand on it though, Felix swatted him and said, \"No no nooo! Let me do this first\\~\" and he pulled out a small, thin vial of thick, pink liquid. He pulled the cork out and poured a little into his drink, and the rest into the sangria. A flash of pink came from it, before it settled back down. Tommy sat back, curious but cautious.\n\n\"It's a little special something for you\\~\" Felix said, before he grabbed his drink. It was a glass of whisky, the amber liquid swirled around inside before he completely downed it in one bit gulp. He sighed and sat back into his chair, satisfied. \n\nTommy gently held his drink before taking a light sip, and suddenly the potion coursed through him. It was an aphrodisiac! But before he could react, Felix titled the drink up, forcing more and more down his throat.\n\nThe entire drink was soon gone, with a bit dribbling off of Tommy's chin. Before he could even say anything, Felix grabbed his wrist and led him out of the booth and straight to the upstairs, where the rooms were. He quickly ran in, locked the door and threw Tommy face first onto the bed. \n\n(1/2)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [META] April 2021 Contest: Size Differences | [
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"content": "A size is so nice, \nthat I could not tell lies, \nthat I broke with him \nfor reasons real grim. \n\nHe was so perfect, \nwith a cute dialect, \nof a northern kind, \none you won't mind. \nHe took me on dates, \nfor a while, we were 'mates, \nand shared a small flat, \nguess what came of that? \n\nBlowjobs in bed, \nteased till I was red, \nand rode him on tracks, \nto peaks of climax. \nWhen it got lame, \nhe realized just the same, \nand gave me a look, \nthen showed me a book. \n\nKama Sutra it's called, \nI was surely appaled, \nwasn't that a bad book, \nbut his head he shook. \nIn it were some stances, \nthough some looked like dances, \nand acrobatical tricks, \nto perform on big chicks. \n\nAnd I had to concede \nthat my size was petite, \nand he wasn't at all, \nin fact, he was tall. \nWe tried some of them, \nbut the problem does stem, \nthat with a unique size, \nit wasn't quite nice. \n\nAnd the more we tried, \nthe less is denied, \nthat difference broke \nmy love with the bloke. \nWhen I rode on his rod, \nI prayed to the god, \nthat he won't let go, \nand tears start to show. \n\nAs we did missonary, \nour position did vary, \nfor he'd hit his head \non the headboard instead. \nAnd my love was now fading, \nDoggystyle was degrading, \nfor I needed a stool, \nas a lovemaking tool. \n\nEven out of bed, \nour love life was dead, \nfor he reacted to size \nand drowned in his vice. \nHe did not insult, \nbut as a result, \nhe had made me cry, \nthough love he did try. \n\nThe limit was reached, \nas I loudly screeched: \nHe made me piggyback, \non his neck as a gag. \n\"That's it, that's enough, \nI had it too rough, \nwe just don't fit well, \nKindly do go to hell!\" \n\nI stormed just away, \nas I had my say, \nbut I cried at night, \nmissed him at my side. \nI couldn't return, \nin that I was stern, \nfor the problem remained, \nno matter what's feigned. \n\nLove is kind of weird, \nand sometimes justly feared, \nfor you miss what is bad, \nif it is what you had. \nSo check up before, \nyou make mistake of lore, \nand hook up with a guy, \nwho lives in your sky."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Emma (31) surprises her dear husband, Bill (35), with a special “30-somethings” elite sea cruise for their 5th anniversary. But when it disembarks, they suddenly discover an unexpected wrinkle — it’s a private booking for 200 couples, entirely “clothed-male/naked-female” for the entire week! | [
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"content": "(took a slightly different perspective)\n\n\"Em!\" Sarah said as she came through the fence, bearhugging her friend. \"I'm glad to see you! How was your trip?\"\n\n\"It was great!\" Emily responded serenely, still riding on vacation bliss.\n\n\"I can't wait to hear about it- ooh! Thanks, hun!\" She said as Em handed her a margarita. \"Wow, you're so tan.\"\n\nEm did a small vogue pose as they sat down on lounge chairs. \"You're welcome and thanks.\"\n\nSarah sipped, then a pressing thought crossed her mind. \"Oh my god, I haven't seen any pics yet!\"\n\nEm smiled and reached for her phone then paused, clicking her tongue.\n\n\"...haha, what?\"\n\nEm got a little flustered, \"Um, well I need to give a slight warning...\"\n\n\"*Oh*?\" Sarah said with devilishly raised eyebrow.\n\n\"Ok, it's not that scandalous...\" she said, at a loss for words.\n\n\"Just show me, you goof.\" Sarah snatched the phone and swiped, seeing a pic of her lithe friend open armed and bare at the bow of the ship. \"Huh... wooow...it was a nudist cruise?\"\n\n\"Mmm, sort of...well, we thought it was a normal cruise...but then when we got far enough away from shore a horn went off and everyone started cheering... and all the other women started popping their clothes off.\"\n\nSarah's jaw dropped. \"Oh my...what did you do?\"\n\n\"Well, nothing a first, just kind of froze and sweat for a second.\"\n\n\"Classic you...and you were the only one not stripping?\" Sarah nodded. \"Were people, like, looking at you?\"\n\n\"I mean no...kind of... mostly just friendly smiles...a lady close to us asked if it was our first time, she whole heartedly welcomed us and said we'd love it.\"\n\n\"Oh, that's sweet.\"\n\n\"Uh-huh, I wasn't fully processing that...I just felt like the odd one out you know, or like I would cause a stir I guess\"\n\n\"Yeah...\" Sarah nodded knowingly, understanding her people-pleasing friend all too well. \"What did Will say?\"\n\n\"He was reassuring, trying to figure things out on his phone. He said 'hey, you don't have to, it's not required,' but the idea of being the outlier wasn't comforting. Then he's like 'hey, I'll get them to turn this boat around if you want'- which double stressed me out.\"\n\n\"*You* didn't want a confrontation?\" Sarah teased. \"Sorry, haha... So what'd you do?\"\n\n\"Might've freaked out a lil bit... He quotes me as saying 'No! Fuck it! It's fine! Everything's fine!\" and then frantically stripping.\"\n\n\"Oh my... how'd that feel?\"\n\n\"Immediately better. I was so worked up and hot that the breeze felt amazing. Then it hit me, how exposed I was...my first instinct was to jump in the pool to hide but Will stopped me to put on sunscreen.\"\n\n\"Yeah, you would've fried,\" Sarah said. Em nodded and showed an illustrative picture. \"Oh my god! Look at that pasty butt!\"\n\n\"Haha, yup. After standing out to get lotioned I got used to everything. The only thing that still made me worry about people looking was the tanlines.\"\n\nSarah swiped back through the pictures. \"Oh, I sure they were looking for other reasons... Plus, they didn't last long. Heh, you look so happy.\"\n\n\"Yeah, I just felt so free and comfortable in so many ways. And then more confident...that probably sounds kind of hippy dippy.\"\n\n\"No, it makes sense. I'm sold.\"\n\n\"Really? That's great, I'm glad you don't think it's weird.\"\n\n\"Not at all.\" Sarah stood up and slid her strapless dress off, leaving her with just her hat and jewelry.\n\n\"Oh!\" Emily grinned, looking around the fence. \"People might be able to see, haha...\"\n\n\"People that will mind?\"\n\n\"Ha, oh definitely not.\" Emily stood and shed her dress, sighing as if a large weight off her shoulders.\n\nThey enjoyed the sun for a few minutes, then the patio door slid open and Will and Sarah's husband Tony walked out.\n\n\"Hey-OH!\" Tony said, pretty surprised. Will had more or less expected the sight.\n\n\"You didn't tell him babe?\" Emily asked Will.\n\n\"No, he did. Y'all are just so stunning,\" Tony said, absolutely thrilled. \"This might be our best barbeque yet.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Robots, artificial intelligence, romance and saving the world | [
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"content": "(If your OK with some Established Universe/Characters)\n\nIn the horny and not too distant future, Nintendo has decided to return to their roots of operating love hotels (yes this [actually happened in the past](https://www.businessinsider.com/before-mario-nintendos-playing-cards-toys-and-love-hotels-2011-8) no joke), and thanks to advancements in the worlds of themed resorts, robotics, sex toys, and adult entertainment, consumers can now visit the Nintendo Adult Resort! Where guests can live out their dreams of having their way with lifelike Robots in the shape of many of Nintendo's legendary cast of female characters, from classics characters like Peach, Zelda, and Samus to newer additions like Robin, Corrin, and Byleth from Fire Emblem, and Pyra & Mythra from Xenoblade Chronicles, among many, many others.\n\nIf there is a Nintendo Girl you want to fuck, tie up, spank, grope, touch, or whatever else you can come up with, the Nintendo Adult Resort probably has you covered!"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] TF. That is all. | [
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"content": "*Dear Journal,*\n\n*As you know, I'm always on the lookout for new and better ways of pleasing my Dom. Today, I believe I found one.*\n\n*While I was out this morning, running some errands, I decided to stop by the potions master. One look at me and, somehow, he new exactly what I needed; before I could get a word out, he handed me a bottle filled with a strange purple liquid.*\n\n*\"One swig of this and you can gain or lose as many limbs as you want.\"*\n\n*He said it was experimental, altered from a regeneration potion, free of charge as long as I recorded the results.*\n\n*It was* ***perfect!*** *I couldn't say no. Can't wait for my Dom to get home.*\n\n*By for now; be back with an updated soon.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Wholesome prompts | [
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"content": "1. A young mercenary takes up a seemingly easy bodyguarding gig. His task is to protect a humble potion/alchemy/magic/etc. shop and it's beautiful and amiable owner from troublemakers. Over the course of his employment, the two grow rather close...\n\n2. A lamia mother gets jealous when her young-adult human foster-son is approached by the other lamia girls in the village. Perhaps she wants him all for herself?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Girlfriends Roommate | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A fish out of water. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Its a blind date at a fancy restaurant, between a monster hunter, and a monster. Neither of them realize it yet and each think the other an ordinary human. | [
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"content": "Spoiler! \n\nDisclaimer: Vore.\n\nShona’s lips quivered. Her pointy nails raked the underside of the table. A rivulet of moisture ran out the side of her mouth, and her body screamed in hunger. Her desire wouldn’t be constrained much longer. She needed this man inside her *now*.\n\n\\-Oh, no Derek. Its dark out! How will you get home safely?\n\nDerek’s evening was almost ruined by the constant, unmistakable presence of a man-eating witch. It danced at the edge of his finely tuned senses, remaining elusive despite his recently won degree from the top monster hunting school in the nation. Oh well, he decided. Monsters weren’t going anywhere anytime soon, and he wouldn’t let this one get in the way of his score tonight.\n\n\\-I’ll be fine walking. These neighborhoods aren’t totally crime-ridden.\n\n\\-Not a chance, mister. Get your ass in my car.\n\n\\-If you insist.\n\nBoth smirked.\n\nIn the car, Derek’s eyes devoured Shona’s body, from her bouncy, round breasts, down a sleek midriff and finishing off with a slide up the smooth and muscular thighs. His hands would take the same route immediately upon the couple’s entry into the bedroom, he decided, and Shona’s ravenous glance told him she’d have no objection.\n\nThe car pulled up to a glamorous downtown apartment tower, and moments later Shona had whisked Derek into a richly furnished bedroom with an ample down mattress. The door lock clicked and Shona was on the man, shredding his clothing. Knocked to the floor, the man could barely keep up.\n\n\\-Jesus, Shona. At least let me get your shirt off-\n\nShona’s face disappeared and Derek got a faceful of thighs. He gasped, feeling her warm lips seal around his dick. This was too good! He frantically tugged off her shorts, thinking he might not even last this long, and buried his face in what was beneath. Shiela jerked bolt upright and released a shriek of extasy. His cock in her mouth had sent her past the point of no return. Although her arms felt weak from the jolts of pleasure his jaw pumped into her pussy, she managed to pull her shirt and bra over her head before falling back down onto his hard slab of a body. Driving her pelvis into Derek’s face, she gasped and fumbled with his dick to get it back in her mouth. Getting in the head, she felt him push past her tongue and into her throat. She couldn’t take it anymore!\n\n\\-Oh god, Derek! I need a drink!\n\nThe couple heaved themselves off the floor, and Shona fetched two glasses out of the fridge. Handing one to Derek, she watched him partake with a manic gleam in her eye.\n\n\\-Oh, Derek, I’m going to guzzle you like you did that drink.\n\nAs giddiness overcame him, Derek sank into the down mattress and watched Shona tower over him. She was preparing to get on top! Derek couldn’t believe his eyes. Her pussy enveloped him more and more until he looked down and saw his entire lower body sunk into the fleshy mass. Giant fingers came into view, and before the scream of terror escaped his lips, the rest of him was firmly pushed inside.\n\nShona’s abdomen convulsed. His jaw had made her pussy happy, but his little body squirming against her inner walls rocked her world. His desperate struggle to emerge and gasp for air only to be shoved in deeper each time set the perfect rhythm. She gyrated her hips. He pulled on her clit and hung on for dear life as Shona reached for a dildo. She almost laughed at the thought of his face when he saw that coming for him, but his body pushing through her cervix soon banished all thought from her mind. She screamed and pulled the covers off the bed as she struggled helplessly, overwhelmed. Her muscles contracted involuntarily as she came. She looked down at the damp spot on the bed and wondered where Derek had gone. She was scared for a moment but found him after a moment of fishing around with her fingers and pulled his half-drowned body out of her dripping pussy to rest on the bed.\n\nDerek looked with his half-open eyes into Shona’s ravenous ones far above one last time. He felt her pinch his ankles between her thumb and forefinger and lift him high in the air to dangle in front of her perfect, red and moist lips. He knew what was coming next and did nothing, resigned to his fate. Shona’s lips parted and Derek felt her wet tongue guide his body down her slippery throat, and the last sliver of light disappeared between her perfect lips."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [M4F] Humiliate me as you wish Im your property | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Humans have never had mating seasons, until a mysterious evolutionary change erupts in all of us. Morphing our bodies into better versions, and giving us an uncontrolled urge to mate every 4 months. | [
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"content": "I stepped across the threshold bedroom. The cool night air fluttered in through all of the open windows and the room was illuminated by a bright full moon. My fiancé waited, stark naked on the bed for me. Her long, pale legs stretched out in front of her, partially covered in the sheets. Long golden curls of hair fell to two huge, and impossibly perky breasts. She looked up at me with the most loving, coy, sensual smile I could imagine. Silently, she beckoned me forward with an index finger. I stepped forward and reached down to open my bathrobe...\n\n*BEEP BEEP BEEP*\n\nMy eyes blink open in my pitch, black bedroom. My hand instinctively reaches to my left and slaps the alarm off. My fiancé, Katie, grunts sleepily next to me and rolls over in bed. I rub my eyes and try to remember the wonderful dream I was having, but it rushes away from me. The physical impact of my dream state are not lost in the least though. A ridiculously hard, throbbing erection threatens to tear my boxer briefs from my body. I wince slightly as I swing my legs over and start to get out of bed. The strength of my erection is actually somewhat painful, and there is a sizeable spot of wetness on my underwear. I grab a change of clothes and head to the bathroom to clean myself up. I toss my soiled boxers into the hamper in the bathroom that sits next to a large box of expired MagnumXL condoms. \n\nI stand naked in the bathroom for a moment with my hands on my hips. My heart beating in my chest. My cock violently erect below me. I resist the urge to finish myself and finally slip on a pair of running shorts and a dry fit shirt. Five minutes later I am out the door of my apartment and walking down the hall to the elevator. As I wait by the elevator the sound of bed springs and only slightly muffled grunts echoes through one of the walls. My watch blinks 6:15 am.\n\nFive minutes later I have started my run and my long legs are bounding down the relatively empty streets of downtown. I find the riverfront path and am speeding along it as the sun rises to greet me. I'm a tall guy, around 6'4, with a slender, tone physique. My short, black hair bounces just slightly as my pace increases down the riverfront path. I pass a few people on the path. An older gentleman swinging his arms vigorously as he powerwalks along. Another man in his late twenties, about my own age. A college girl, brunette, short and petite with a full rear end, clad in spandex and a sports bra that looks like it did little to make her jogging more comfortable. I felt a twinge in my shorts and my stomach as I passed her. We exchanged friendly smiles. \n\nAfter a good sixty minutes of racing down the riverfront path, I was back near my apartment, right outside the local gym. Just after 7 am, and it was already packed. Fit, sweaty bodies filled the small, modern and updated space. Men and women lifting heavy weights, grunting. There was another twinge in my pants. \n\nI lifted for a good thirty minutes, and I was just finishing on the rowing machine when I felt a hearty slap on my back. I turned and looked up to see my good friend Josh smiling down at me. \"Howdy partner!\" He greeted me, almost shouting over the noise of heavy weights being dropped onto the ground across the room. \"What's up! I didn't see you come in.\"\n\nJosh was a good six inches shorter than me, but considerably more \"built.\" His arms and shoulders were thick as tree trunks. \"Oh hey man!\" I got up to greet Josh. \"I'm not doing too bad. Just getting in a good workout. I was actually finishing up.\"\n\n\"Oh me too,\" Josh replied as he started to walk with me towards the lockerroom. \"Actually I am surprised to see you here. Its in the middle of June. I figured you and Katie would be working up a sweat at home.\" He chuckled as he pushed open the door of the lockerroom and lead the way towards our lockers that happened to be right next to each other. \n\n\"Yeah...\" I paused as we arrived at our lockers and I fumbled with the combination. \"She actually hasn't hit the heat yet...I don't think...\" I turn slightly red and my voice goes a little quieter. \n\n\"Oh shit. Really?\" \n\n\"Yeah. Honestly, its killing me. I can barely sleep.\" I confessed as both Josh and I started to undress.\n\n\"Damn dude. Girls have been blowing up my Breedr these last two weeks. I actually haven't slept at my place once.\" Josh chuckled.\n\n\"Shit dude.\" I grimaced. \"Don't make it worse.\"\n\n\"Hey Katie's a dime. And from what I remember from our Hawaii trip last year, a pretty voracious one during summer too.\" He winked at me as we walked toward the shower, our two hefty, soft dicks swinging naked between our legs. \n\n\"Yeah.. well, usually, but I dunno what's going on.\"\n\n\"Well have you talked to her?\"\n\n\"Not really. I.. I dunno, I guess I'm embarrassed. What if its me? What if she is getting cold feet before the wedding?\" \n\n\"Bro. It's not you. You're a great guy.\" Josh and I stepped into the shower. A few miles away, Katie was just waking up."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Wholesome, but Weird | [
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"content": "Everyone made fun of you in school for being friends with the \"fish folk\" from Innsmouth but you've always had a long deep connection with them. Now that you've moved in with your \"Auntie\" to save money in college you've learned *exactly* why so many fishermen have fallen in love with the people of the water. It turns out Deep One women have more in common with mammals than fish and are rather... *passionate* about breast feeding."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: On a dare, she ran through the empty golf course naked after hours. Now she discovered that her friends had gone home...with her clothes. | [
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"content": "As you are standing there, you hear a branch snap followed by a high-pitched curse. With no other sounds coming from the park at night you are able to pinpoint the location behind you immediately. Turning towards the source, you see movement in the far distance between the trees nearest the bench: a diminutive all-pink silhouette, a pair of freckled legs stumbling between the shadows but without the movement of arms swinging freely for balance. Someone crouching low trying very hard to stick to the darkness and not be seen or heard, but failing at both. Is this the clothing bandit?\n\nAny hope that this is the person who has your clothing or in fact any clothing at all is quickly dashed, as her sudden streak through a patch of moonlight reveals that the figure is as naked as you are. A red-haired woman with a braided auburn ponytail slowly heads towards you in a crouch, left arm across her breasts and her right hand trying to cover herself with a heart-shaped Lady Godiva box of chocolates. (It is unclear if she gets the irony of the name.) It is like trying to cover the Statue of Liberty with a postage stamp, as her bare thighs reveal that she isn't even wearing panties, but she makes a valiant effort at trying to hold the box steady between her legs. Once or twice she almost loses her balance in the uneven slope between the trees and her natural instinct to windmill the arm with the box. This causes her to let out a little squeal of dismay when she instantly realizes she has exposed herself, and you hear her slap the box against her bare skin and curse at the humiliating situation she finds herself in.\n\nHer head darts from left to right, her eyes wide and a blush on her freckled cheeks; she does not seem to be relishing her current predicament at all. Still, she keeps moving towards you, crouching along on freckled bare feet with a tentative stumbling gait that indicates she isn't used to being so exposed and vulnerable. But she mostly perseveres. Until she trips once, revealing her completely naked rear end and that the freckles are indeed everywhere.\n\n\"I-I'm all r-right.\" She tries to reassure herself (and perhaps you-- as one hand raises to forestall you from coming any closer) but there is a nervous quaver that can't be hidden. Slowly getting up, she makes it the rest of the way to the bench and squats down behind it, her cheeks crimson. She is unable to meet your gaze, and blushes furiously whenever she even suspects you are looking at her.\n\nThe moment lingers like that, then she fingers the ear-bud in her left ear and keeps shaking her head. \"I am not going to tell her to do any such thing.\" There is a long silence, with a reply that you can't hear. \"No no, of course I don't want my husband to find out. Fine. Fine, you win.\" She seems torn for a moment as if not wanting to go with an even worse indignity, but something she is listening to causes a defeated look on her face. She gives you a quick, sullen look, then pastel pink fingernails flip the box of Lady Godiva chocolates at you which lands on the soft dirt in front of you.\n\n\"Pick it up. Sit on the bench, hands at your sides, feet firmly on the grass. Face the blinking red light in the tree above us right there.\" She clutches herself tightly-- one hand between her legs and one hand over her breasts-- and she averts her gaze, blushing herself as she realizes that this will require you moving a hand away from your own naked body. Resigned to her situation, she takes a deep breath to steady both her voice and herself. \"Hurry up. Do as your told so I can get out of here. I hate this.\" She glances up at the blinking red light, the expression on her face making it clear that she is fearful that she might get stuck sitting next to you if this goes on for too long."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: He forgot his trunks for the swimming class. But according to the university rules, before he can skip out of it, he must search the lost and found section to find anything that he can wear | [
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"content": "I dig through my gym bag one more time, searching every pocket. Shit. Did I really forget my trunks? \n\nI find the swim instructor pacing around the pool. She's a stern blonde lady, probably in her 30s. She's wearing sweatpants and a blue sporty swim top. Her hair is done up in a tight pony tail and a whistle hangs from her neck.\n\n\"Hey coach,\" I begin, \"I seem to have forgotten my swim suit. I'll run to my room and be back in twenty minutes.\"\n\n\"You're already five minutes late\" she replies \"if you're not ready in another five, you'll have to take the swim course next week.\"\n\n\"But I need to to complete it today. It's a requirement for the diving class this semester. That's a prerequisite for my practical courses and If I can't pass today then I need to push everything off a semester.\"\n\nShe sighs. \"Check the lost and found. If you find something there, you can wear it. Be quick.\"\n\nA minute later I'm back. \"Sorry coach, there wasn't anything there. I can just swim naked, I don't care.\"\n\n\"Well I do care. And the rest of the class does too I bet.\" She rolls her eyes, \"Were you even looking in the right place? Follow me.\" She grabs my hand and leads me to the changing room and points \"The box, right there.\"\n\nI look again into [the box](https://imgur.com/rSHpf6j) then turn back.\n\n\"It's all women's stuff\"\n\n\"Take it or leave it.\"\n\n\"You can't be serious\"\n\n\"I'm not the one who didn't bring a suit.\"\n\nAgain I dig through the box. There's a pink bottom, I think maybe I could use that, but then I find it's attached to a top piece. Fuck that. I'm not going to wear a full bikini. But there aren't any single bottoms. It's all one-pieces. I finally decide on one that looks to be the biggest. \n\nThe instructor smirks slightly as she sees me pull out the suit. \"Good choice. Now get dressed and meet us by the pool.\"\n\nBack inside the locker room, I strip out of my clothes. Holding the purple swimsuit in front of my self I have second thoughts. Am I really about to do this? I take a deep breath and then step into the suit. I pull it up, making sure my cock and balls stay concealed under the small strip of fabric. As I pull my arms through the straps, I feel it stretch over my whole torso. It's tight everywhere except for my chest, where the padded cups sit empty. There's a prominent bulge down at the bottom. \n\nI throw my t-shirt back on doing my best to hide the bumps on my chest and wrap a towel around my waist, then I return to the pool and quietly take my place in the lineup.\n\nThe instructor reads off the roll call. \n\n\"Todd?\"\n\n\"Here\"\n\n\"Ashley\"\n\n\"Here\"\n\n\"Isabelle\"\n\n\"Here\"\n\n\"Matt\"\n\n\"Here\"\n\n\"Jason\"\n\n\"Here\"\n\n\"Cody\"\n\n\"Here\"\n\n\"Jessica\"\n\n\"Here\"\n\n\"James\"\n\n\"Here\" I reply.\n\n\"Good. We're all set then. Now leave your towels on the bench and jump in.\"\n\nThe guys all rush and cannonball in. A couple of the girls follow. I'm frozen in place. \n\n\"What's up with you?\" Jessica asks. She's a brunette in a black bikini. I met her during orientation and for some reason she seemed to show some interest in me. \"Come on let's get in!\" She grabs for my waist and rips of the towel.\n\n\"Oh my god\" she gasps. \n\nI turn red. \"It was the only option\" I whisper. \"I forgot my trunks and had to use this.\"\n\n\"Take that t-shirt off\" she commands \"I want to see.\"\n\nSlowly, I comply.\n\n\"Wow, look at you the pool babe.\"\n\n\"Shut up\"\n\nIt takes a moment for the students in the pool to realize what's going on, but soon they're all pointing and laughing at me. I jump in the pool, but it's too late to escape the embarrassment. The harassment only stops with the sharp blow of the whistle.\n\n\"In your lanes.\" the coach orders \"you've got as much time as you need to complete 16 laps.\" There's a pause as we swim into place. I end up in a lane between Jessica and Ashley. \"On your mark, get set...\" another whistle blow.\n\nI only now realize how long it's been since I've been swimming. After the first lap I'm already exhausted. I grab on to the edge and catch my breath while everybody else swims on. Then I kick off for another lap, more slowly this time. There's no chatter and the only noise is that of the swimmers, kicking and paddling their way back and forth. Every now and then, you hear someone climb out of the pool as they finish.\n\nDuring one of my pauses I look around. Ashley has just finished and is climbing out of the pool. Isabelle and myself are the only ones still left in the water. How are they all so fast? I've still got four more laps to go. \n\nI'm in the middle of the pool when I hear Isabelle get out. It's just me and the instructor now I think to myself, but then I hear the crowd. All the guys are now sitting in the bleachers and mock-cheering.\n\n\"Look at her go!\"\n\n\"It's Michelle Phelps!\"\n\n\"You can do it sweetie!\"\n\nBut eventually even they get bored as I struggle through the last of my laps. Finally climbing out the pool, the instructor hands me a certificate. \"Congratulations\" she says drily. I'm so out of breath I can barely mumble thanks. \n\nAfter a breather on the bench, I dry off and stumble to the locker room. I'm hit with deja vu as I once again dig through my bag and can't find what I'm looking for. Where did my clothes go? I find a little note though.\n\n\"We're waiting for you in the other locker room. <3 Jessica\"\n\nOh no. I cross over into the women's changing room and all three girls are there. Jessica is even wearing my t-shirt and shorts. They snap a few pictures as I enter. \n\n\"We were wondering what took you so long\" Ashley teases.\n\nI ignore her. \"What the hell is going on?\" I demand \"Give me my clothes back.\"\n\n\"Here you go\" Jessica smirks as she throws a small pink drawstring bag at me. \n\nI take a peek inside. \"Oh hell no\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Sara sat waiting for the mans half hour to be up his tongue was weaving between her toes like a male dog searching for peanut butter ironically she thought about toweling them off and skipping the shower tonight. Funny how her ex used to do that better then the German Shepard did. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [META] June 2021 Contest: Representation | [
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"content": "It’s natural to take out your frustrations on your partner.\n\nJasmine and May had made an art of it.\n\nAnd it was exactly what Jasmine needed as she trudged the last few steps up to their apartment, back aching from carrying her work bag the long walk home from the train station, a walk that should have been a ride except her phone had died and she hadn’t been able to call the ride share.\n\nHer phone had died because the thirty minute client call at the end of her day had become a two hour call, of talking in circles with the client because they insisted they’d already asked for a feature despite signing off on a scope of work that didn’t include it.\n\nAs she turned the key in the lock, she was feeling more riled up than exhausted. She’d learned to not shy away from that fire, lately.\n\nMay was there to greet her. She wore nothing but an apron and a thong, and her plump thighs and arms jiggled as she waved Jasmine in. She was of Chinese descent, black hair and monolid eyes, though Jasmine actually spoke more Mandarin than May did, after a multi-year project with a Chinese client.\n\nJasmine was a few inches taller, Black, with her natural hair cut to a long ‘fro. May always said it looked angelic. Right now, Jasmine felt devilish.\n\nJasmine slumped her bag against the wall as May stepped over to give her a hug.\n\n“How was work?” May asked.\n\n“I need to hit something,” Jasmine said with a wry smile.\n\nMay sidled in a little closer, kissed Jasmine’s cheek, then looked up at her. “I volunteer as tribute.”\n\nJasmine reached around and smacked May’s ass.\n\nMay gasped and whimpered, clinging closer to Jasmine’s chest.\n\nJasmine’s hand stung, but it was worth it. She dug her fingers into May’s shoulder and turned her around, steering her over to the bedroom.\n\nMay happily complied.\n\nIt was not so long ago that Jasmine had felt guilty to even use a sharp tone of voice with May. Even if May asked for her to, what if it was still too mean? What if it made Jasmine an ‘angry black woman’ after all?\n\nBut then, Jasmine had learned how to ask different questions. What if she was afraid of how much she loved it? What if it made her powerful? What if it made her happy, the first and foremost thing that black women were not allowed to be?\n\nSo, Jasmine had embraced it, much to May’s delight.\n\nBy this point, they had worked out the kinks.\n\nSo very many kinks. (Bondage, name-calling, impact play and more…)\n\nJasmine shoved May onto the bed, though May was already swooning. Jasmine flicked open the nightstand drawer and grabbed the paddle that was ready and waiting, cracking it against May’s ass without warning.\n\nMay gasped and jumped and then moaned into the pillow. “What did I dooo?”\n\nIt was part of the game. Jasmine smacked her other ass cheek with the paddle, and didn’t answer. She loved the way May’s plump ass and thighs jiggled with each strike.\n\nMay asked again, “What did I do?”\n\nJasmine answered with as hard a strike as she could manage.\n\nMay gasped, the cheeks of her face tinging pink, her eyes fluttering with pleasure, her open mouth falling against the bedspread.\n\nAn expansive, powerful feeling welled in Jasmine. She had needed to keep herself reined in, polite with the clients and now she did not.\n\nInstead of tamping down this energy, she had held it, kept it ready and waiting for this moment.\n\nJasmine swung another hard strike at May’s other ass cheek, the sharp snap echoing in the small room.\n\nShe learned that while she did not necessarily enjoy inflicting pain in and of itself, she loved to inflict sensation. To make herself felt. To flood May’s body with the hot, heavy feelings that May craved, to send her spiraling down, down into sub space, to turn the other woman into a quivering pet and then to take very, very good care of her.\n\n“W-what did I do…”\n\n“Hush. I’m using you.”\n\nMay yelped and quivered. She loved it when Jasmine said things like that. Jasmine followed with another series of spanks, savoring May’s squeaks and gasps.\n\nWhen both the cheeks of May’s face and ass were rosy red, Jasmine set the paddle aside and traced her fingertips down May’s spine.\n\nMay gasped and shivered.\n\nJasmine cupped her hands over the warm skin of May’s ass and kneeled behind her, trailing soft, tender kisses along her cheeks.\n\nMay sighed and melted into the bed, totally surrendered to Jasmine’s touch.\n\nJasmine curled her fingers to claws and raked them lightly down May’s thighs. May shivered and moaned.\n\nJasmine moved smoothly from impulse to action in this headspace, polite inhibitions set aside, and May loved it that way.\n\nJasmine grabbed May’s ass, pulling her cheeks apart to get a better look at May’s vulva. The inner labia were already puffy. Jasmine gently dipped her finger between them, pulling out a deeper moan from May along with the wetness on her fingertips.\n\nJasmine grinned and swirled her now-slick fingertips over May’s clit.\n\nMay moaned open-mouthed into the bedspread.\n\nJasmine tsked. “C’mon, you know better than to drool on the bed. Don’t make a mess.”\n\nMay squeaked and struggled to collect herself. “I c-can’t help it!”\n\nJasmine reached her hand around the front of May’s hip on one side and pulled. “C’mon, roll over.”\n\nMay obliged. Her eyes were glazed with pleasure, her expression dazed."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: a loud perverted frat boy swaps bodies with the shy timid nerd Alice in the middle of the locker room | [
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"content": "Alice had to take P.E. in order to graduate. Brett was captain of the football team. Alice was petite and blonde, barely over five feet. Brett was hunk of muscle with ripped abs and towered over six feet. Alice wore the most conservative clothing and there was absolutely never *ANY* cleavage of her D cups. Brett walked around naked in the lockerroom and in the frat house, sometimes literally swinging his big dick as he went. \n\nOne day they were both in the lockerroom. You would have thought separate lockerrooms, but no. Brett was not only a muscled stud, he was also a huge pervert. He was kneeling, dick in hand, around the corner from the volleyball team as they changed out of their dirty spandex. Alice was alone, down the aisle of lockers from the volleyball team. Any of them would have towered over the diminutive blonde, but, pound for pound, she was probably bustier than any of them. She would never have been one to flaunt such things though. Even in the lockerroom, she had her towel wrapped around her as she changed out of her sports bra underneath. Meanwhile, Brett rubbed the fat head of his cock through his basketball shorts.\n\nHigh in the heavens, the goddess Venus was bored as she looked down on humanity. When she spied the events unfolding in the lockerroom, she snapped her fingers.\n\nBrett was moving his fingers slowly when suddenly, *SNAP*! He was no longer Brett. He was on the other side of the aisle of lockers and he was a girl. He let out a high pitched gasp that echoed around the lockerroom. The volleyball team all stopped chatting, turned towards Brett, in Alice's body. Brett clutched the towel close against his body and shut his mouth tight, staring at the changing ladies. The volleyball girls eventually turned away and started chatting again. \"Have you guys met Brett, that *studly* new football player?\"\n\nMeanwhile, as Venus snapped her fingers, Alice jumped across the aisle of lockers into Brett's body. Her reaction was slightly different. She immediately dropped her fingers away from her dick. Went pale. Mute. It took her only a moment to realize where she was and who she was. She sprinted as quietly as she could immediately away and out of the lockerroom. As luck would have it, no one saw her.\n\nMeanwhile, it had only taken Brett a few minutes to become comfortable in his new body. He had whipped the towel off his lithe, voluptuous figure and was walking proudly past the volleyball team towards the showers. \"Hello ladies.\" His high voice was accompanied by a masculine nod of greeting. The girls looked at him weirdly as he strutted past, swaying his wide hips, which looked even more exaggerated on such a short and petite figure.\n\nAlice stormed away from the girl's lockerroom and towards the guys, disgusted. She couldn't believe she was in this pig's body. She knew who Brett was, even if Brett didn't know who Alice was. She also couldn't believe how sweaty he was from his workout and he hadn't even showered yet. She stormed into the men's lockerroom, before pausing at the threshold. This was the men's lockerroom. Should she go in here? Was it a violation of privacy? Before she could consider anymore she felt a big, black arm clasp around her shoulder. \n\n\"Hey Brett! What's up?\" A huge black linebacker had grabbed her shoulder and was now marching along with her into the lockerroom. Well, here she went. \n\nMeanwhile, Brett was giggling in the girl's lockerroom, showering and bouncing his sizeable breasts in his much smaller hands."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Please make my dream come true | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU] Fueled by “Heroes don’t do that” controversy, Disney decides to surpass the DC executives once again. Their newest film, the Exxxceptionals, features numerous sex scenes involving their MCU IP’s and more. | [
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"content": "Reminds me of an old joke...\n\nSuperman has had the hots for Wonder Woman for years but just never found the chance to hook up with her. One day, while flying over the ocean, he spots Wonder Woman lying on an isolated beach on a deserted island. She's completely naked, lying on a beach blanket, her legs spread.\n\nSuperman smiles as he gets a super-erection. \"Now's my chance!\" He swoops down and with super speed, enters her, hammers away, and cums. Then he flies off in an instant, thinking that her pussy was the greatest thing that he ever felt.\n\nWonder Woman gasped with electric pleasure. \"OH MY GOD! What was that?\"\n\nThe Invisible Man groaned. \"I'm not sure, but my asshole is on fire!\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your ex wants to see you one last time before he moves away. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: please help make my dream real! | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Looking for a prompt for an interactive bimbofication game I considering | [
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"content": "He worked in a shop that sold cursed products. Knowingly or not he convinces women coming in the store to buy different products that advanced their transformation into vapid horny bimbos. Corrupt one of his stores patrons completely by convincing her to buy everything? Get one customer hooked on the breast expanding items? Try to reverse the curses or tell the women what is happening?\n\nDifferent endings could focus on different women, different fetish results (massive breast growth, lactation, huge ass, etc), or potentially even romantic results. (Save a girl from final mind loss and break her addiction to the cursed objects etc)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] I know this isn't normally what this sub is used for but I'm a new NSFW artist looking for some prompts draw so rather than writing it responds to a few I'll draw them and link it under the post. I might try to write a story to go with them if I really like it. | [
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"content": "If you aren't adverse to a touch of fantasy themed erotic humor, there's a project I was revisiting of short stories about interracial misconceptions. Predominantly the core conceit was all of the miscellaneous fantasy races - elves, dwarves, gnomes, orcs, centaurs, and so on - having at some point caused a misunderstanding or confusion on humanity's part, resulting in the sorts of incorrect beliefs that have become 'common knowledge' to the amusement and chagrin of everyone else. \n\nI'd written a few stories way back when about a few examples - the one that immediately comes to mind is a belief that all dwarves have beards, male and female, because humanity's first encounter with dwarves was a gay couple who didn't have the heart or vocabulary to correct the misunderstanding. Now most humans just assume that dwarves lack sexual dimorphism, which has led to many a young man in the military cracking jokes about Dwarven women - whom have been mistaken for human women of extra 'thickness'. \n\nAnother was a direct retread of the old belief I'd encountered, growing up, about Asian women and their placement of intimate anatomy, but applied to gnomes if I recall. Can't recall the one I did for elves, but I think it was also a send-up of a racist stereotype, and I am pretty sure it was regarding elven male endorsement a la what is rtoo often said about Asian men. \n\nYes, I'm a fan of the comic about the stoic orc and the hornball elf."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: When he/she got in an accident, the physical injuries were surprisingly minor. However, a head injury led to memory loss. He/She can't remember the past year and wakes up each morning as if the previous day never happened. It'd be terrible if someone took advantage before she recovered. | [
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"content": "[TW- this one is quite dark] (also apologies for any errors coz I didn’t reread it) \n\n“This hospital is dedicated to brain injuries, things like amnesia, head trauma, major concussions, and so forth,” the guiding nurse tells a group of medical students visiting for the day. The purpose of the excursion is to give them an example of how a hospital may function, and how they may be scheduled to different wings depending on what they specialise in. \n\n“For example,” the nurse continues. “We have a patient who’s been here for a week or so, her short term memory is completely missing, every day she wakes up and the previous day is missing,” the nurse explains. \n\nThe students perk up at the interesting case and begin to write notes. As they walk through the ward, the nurse points to a room with a girl inside. It is clear she’s sleeping from the small window in the door. “Thats her,” she says and they all nod. The nurse picks up the woman’s clip-board. Its placed just outside the patient’s doors. She explains the ways they must care for her on her road to recovery. At least until she is transferred to a more permanent rehabilitation facility. \n\n“Well,” the nurse gets their attention after they finish writing their notes. “You guys should head off for lunch, its my lunch hour as well and I’m starving, so I trust you’re adults and can find your way around the hospital yourselves.” She says before walking off. The students mostly scatter but a few men stay behind. \n\n“What’re you doing here?” Jason asks Oliver. \n\n“Oh ah nothing I just wanted to look at this chicks clipboard more, what a weird case, here it says she was hardly injured in the car crash, but her head was bleeding a bit, nothing crazy, but she has all these memory issues,” Oliver exclaims, his eyes wide, and his mouth agape. \n\n“We could basically do anything to her and she’d never know, no one would know,” Jason pipes up. \n\n“Well, why don’t we pay her a visit,” Oliver replies. \n\nJason opens her door and the two men file in. Upon closing it the woman’s eyes flutter open. Oliver locks the door behind them, and they approach her bed. \n\n“Hi,” she says looking between them. \n\n“Hello,” Jason replies. \n\n“How’re you feeling?” Oliver asks. \n\n“Groggy,” she replies, “ah who are you guys?” \n\n“We have a proposition,” Oliver says to her. She sits up in bed, her hospital gown ballooning compared to her tiny frame. \n\n“What kind of proposition?” She crawls backwards in her bed. The two men approach her, they stand either side of her. \n\n“Well you’re a very pretty girl, Jasmine,” Jason says reading her name off the board. \n\n“Like the princess,” Oliver comments. \n\n“I’ve heard that a million times,” she scoffs. \n\nOliver reaches a hand out, he strokes her cheek. “If you put up a fight this could end quite badly but if you let us use you, we won’t come back tomorrow,” Oliver says, getting close to her face. She can feel their breathes mingling as her heart rate increases. Jasmine doesn’t say a word, just blinks back at Oliver. \n\nOliver grabs her hospital gown, he pulls it off her body, and rips the covers off the bed. Leaving Jasmine completely exposed to the two men. With wild eyes Jasmine reaches up slapping Oliver in the face. She scrambles off the bed, and goes to run for the door. Jason grabs her by the hair, yanking her back. Jason drags Jasmine by the hair until she is back near her hospital bed. He pushes her over the side of the bed and presses her face into the mattress. Her screams and begs, muffled as Jason pulls his cock out shoving it into her cunt. Its not exactly wet enough but Jason forces his way in. \n\nJasmine can feel his thick cock entering her pussy. She slams her hands against the bed as her face is being held down. After a few minutes of being fucked she realises the screaming is futile. She stops making noise and tries to focus on what is happening to her. Jasons thick cock slides in and out of Jasmine and she feels herself getting wet as he continues. \n\n“Hey slut, are you on birth control?” Jason asks and rips her up by the hair. Jasmine gasps for air. \n\n“No, please don’t cum inside me,” she begs. \n\n“Beg some more.” \n\n“Please, please, I’ll do anything,” she cries out. Tears stream down her face making Jason crack a sadistic smile. \n\n“Alright well, you asked for it,” he replies before pulling his cock out of her cunt. Jason replaces his cock with his fingers, before pulling them out and rubbing her juices over her asshole. He shoves the length of his dick into her tight hole, his hand covering her mouth. Jasmine bites down on his palm making him scream out as he cums inside her little asshole. \n\n“You fucking bitch,” Jason seethes as he pulls out of her, putting his cock away. Jasmine doesn’t move, she just stays in the same position with her ass hanging over the side of the bed. Jason moves around to come to her face. He slaps her face, making her head jolt to the side. \n\n“Alright alright don’t abuse her too much you’ll leave a mark you idiot,” Oliver jumps in pushing Jason out of the way. He cups Jasmines cheek, looking into her eyes. \n\n“Do you want to be a good girl for me?” Oliver asks, Jasmine nods at him biting her lip. \n\n“Are you going to tell the nurses we came here?” \n\n“Why shouldn’t I?” Jasmine asks. \n\n“Well if you don’t I’ll make you cum,” Oliver says. \n\nJasmine doesn’t say anything but nods her head again. \n\n“Good, now get on all fours,” Oliver demands, but his voice calm. Jasmine scrambles into the aforementioned position. And he takes the opportunity to admire her figure, slim in the waist, with an ample ass. Her tits hang, and he decides to slap them. \n\n“You’re too high up, people might see, is there a way to lower this thing?” Oliver pipes up. \n\n“I don’t know how to use it,” she admits. \n\n“Okay, be a good girl and get on the floor,” Oliver grabs Jasmine by the hair. She gets off the bed, and he drags her to the ground. Getting into doggy position for him. \n\nOliver pulls his cock out, and without warning he plunges it into her wet cunt. Jasmine can’t help but moan as he enters her. He begins to fuck her with no mercy. And she finds her head spinning as he does so. Her pussy throbs around his cock. Oliver continues to slam his dick into Jasmine. His cock is larger, and thicker than that of Jasons and Jasmine can feel the significant difference. Soon Oliver pulls his cock out and cums down Jasmines thigh. \n\nHe pulls her up, and takes her to the small bathroom attached to her room, cleaning the cum off of her. He grabs a new hospital gown and puts it on her. Jasmine doesn’t say a word the whole time and Oliver eventually takes her back to her bed. He puts her old gown in the laundry basket and puts her back under her covers. The two men are at the doorway, when Oliver turns back to look at Jasmine. \n\n“We’ll be back,” Oliver tells Jasmine, a humourless smile plastered on his face. She just frowns and slides down her bed."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: 27 [M4F] It's HUMP Day! Want to explore pegging fantasy | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Unconventional Cuckolding | [
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"content": "At her husband’s office party Leisa noticed how his manager kept bullying him.. at first she was angry, but right before she intervened she felt a sudden turn on.\n\nShe felt turned on by how powerful the manager had looked, she couldn’t stop thinking about him for weeks, one day she noticed him popping on her Facebook page and started touching herself to his muscular strong body.. she couldn’t help it. As she was scrolling she just shivered into orgasm right as she saw the huge knot on the manager’s dog. This brought her great shame. She deleted her browser history and tried desperately to not think about it.. but she would find herself going back time after time after time.\n\n\nEventually she liked one of the managers old posts and he immediately noticed \n\n\n\nI hope this helps inspire you"
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"content": "I've got more of this story and a part 2 because I had such a great time writing it. I'll post soon if you like it!\n____________________________\n\nArya had been born to poor parents, who themselves were children of poor parents. Arya’s mother, Anya, was a small, fiery woman who had worked for the Lord since she was a child. She helped raise the Lord’s two sons from youth to manhood, and beyond. When the Lord of Cannes passed away following a particularly cold and wet winter, his son, Henry, had inherited the title, and continued running the family estate. \n\nIt was a cold, balmy morning when John returned. A handsome young man stepped out, nearly unrecognizable with his short hair and crisp, uncomfortable royal frills. His eyes were dark, and his skin was pale, yet healthy. \n\n“That was little John?” Arya squeaked.\n\n“That was *Lord* John.” A middle aged maid rapped Arya on the knuckles with the wooden spoon she was using to stew lunch. \n\n“He’s grown so much. I couldn’t recognize him,” Arya grumbled. She turned away, rubbing her knuckles. \n\n“You do realize he’s not much older than you, my dear.” Anya shuffled into the kitchen. Arya’s mother always seemed to be rushing without running, tired but never out of breath. \n\n“Is he? He still looks quite green,” Arya groaned. She helped her mother heave the massive pig for dinner onto the table. \n\n“Men grow slower than women, but they do grow. They just cover up all their growth down below so we can’t see!” The maid giggled.\n\n“Arya…” Anya sighed. “Enough. Go, clean up Lady Jane’s room. Go.”\n\n“Hmph!” Arya turned on her heel and marched up the tiny, winding service staircase. The entire time up, she grumbled and mumbled about her mother’s coddling. It wasn’t like Any to keep things from her daughter, but perhaps this had spoiled Arya. *No. I’m not spoiled. Only little girls are spoiled.* Arya thought.\n\nBefore she realized, Arya was now in Lady Jane’s room. The room was a catastrophe. As Arya began folding clothes and replacing shoes on the shelf, she began thinking back to those younger days.\n\n“Why are you just standing there, girl?” Jane barked. Arya jumped. \n\n“I’m so sorry, my lady. I was… I’m so sorry. I’m almost done!” Arya whimpered.\n\n“Oh… oh dear. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry,” Jane closed the door gently behind her. As stern as she appeared to be, she wasn’t heartless. \n\n“I’m- I’m fine, my lady. I was just… lost in thought. It won’t happen again!” Arya wiped her sweat with her sleeve and turned back to the clothes she was folding. Blood rushed to her face, as she realized she was holding Jane’s undergarments.\n\n“What were you doing?” Jane jumped onto her unmade bed. *Oh no! How will I fold her sheets now?* Arya worried.\n\n“Arya!” Jane barked.\n\n“S-sorry. I was remembering- thinking of summer. Summer.” Arya folded up the garment and pulled the drawer where she knew where it belonged. As she pulled the drawer, Jane jumped out of bed with a yelp.\n\n“No, wait!” But it was too late. Arya yanked the drawer open, and before she could put the under garments in the drawer, she realized that it was already occupied with something long and masculine. Jane slammed the drawer shut with a snap.\n\n“I… I… I’m sorry.” Arya just stood there in shock. What was that?\n\n“Not. A. Word.” Jane hissed. She got right in Arya’s face, a good head taller than the maid. \n\n“Yes ma’am! I won’t tell. I don’t even know what I saw… what… what did I see?” Arya looked up shyly. Jane narrowed her eyes.\n\n“Don’t play coy. What do you think I am, some sort of slut?” \n\n“No! No, my lady! I really… I don’t know. But you don’t have to say. I won’t tell anyone I saw anything. Please, just let me finish cleaning your room and I’ll go away!” Arya pleaded.\n\n“Fine... If you tell anyone, I’ll have your buttocks whipped red.” Jane grumbled. She jumped onto her bed with a whump. A few tense, quiet moments passed as Arya finished picking up the assortment of knickknacks and attire, and Jane stared out the window, angrily playing with the frills of her frock.\n\n“Do you really not know?” Jane finally broke the silence.\n\n“No, I- I don’t,” Arya muttered. She couldn’t bring herself to look up.\n\n“Have you never seen a boy’s manhood? How could you not know?” Jane turned her head.\n\n“No, of course not!” Arya sputtered. \n\n“Why not? Have none of the men around here tried to take your womanhood?” Jane cocked her head.\n\n“My what?” Arya had never heard of a manhood or a womanhood, and she didn’t want anyone taking anything from her. After all, she already had so little.\n\n“Your womanhood. Your virginity. Hasn’t a man tried laying with you? I’m surprised. You’ve got the body of a woman- a beautiful woman.” Jane looked Arya over.\n\n“Why of course I have the body of a woman, I am a woman!” Arya frowned.\n\n“With those bosoms, there isn’t a doubt. I’m shocked, though. The way you always have your breasts always pushing out of your dress, haven’t you noticed the men stare?”\n\n“My breasts?” Arya turned to the mirror, and gave herself a look. Arya was petite, short for her age. Her breasts, however, did seem to push out. \n\nThe view wasn’t anything new to Arya, this was her own body. But for the first time, she took account of the shape and size of her breasts. Forgetting her audience, Arya reached up to measure their size. They weren’t very big, but they just fit in her palm. The blouse stretched across the cleavage, and Arya realized that in the bright light, she could make out the color of her dark nipples protruding against the fabric.\n\n“I… I’ve never…”\n\n“Never what, let one of your little nipples pop out when serving my papa dinner? I thought you did that on purpose whenever you knew mother would be away. I thought you’d be doing it on purpose for years!” Jane sat up exasperatedly.\n\nArya gawked at Jane, unable to form words. Her face turned hot and a shiver ran down her spine, but this time it ended in a tingle between her legs.\n\n“Oh. Well. In that case let me show you. Bring it over here.” Jane ordered. \n\n“My- my lady?” Arya squeaked.\n\n“Bring the device here. I’ll show you how to use it.” Jane said sternly. She’d lost whatever warmth was in her voice, and had reverted to the Lady of the House. Arya couldn’t dare disobey. She shuffled over the shelf and pulled open the drawer. Sitting innocent among Jane’s other underwear was a long, rubbery black replica of an erect penis. \n\n“Hurry now, you’re burning daylight!” Jane ordered. Arya gingerly reached in and picked it up. It was heavy, firm yet soft to the touch. The ends wiggled lewdly. Arya held it out to Jane.\n\nA wicked smile crossed the older girl’s face. Jane shuffled backwards in her bed, spread her legs and hiked up her skirt, exposing her panties to the maid.\n\n“My lady!” Arya yelped. Her heart thumped in her chest, and a shiver ran down her spine, reverberating through her arm and into the dildo.\n\n“Come now, you must have seen a girl’s womanhood. Yours? Your mother’s?” Jane frowned impatiently. \n\n“I have, but I… what do I do?” Arya was at a loss. She hadn’t moved.\n\t\n“Don’t you know? I need you to wet it!” Jane ordered. A hand slid between her legs and into her panties.\n\n“Wet it?” Arya looked around for a bowl of water.\n\n“With your mouth- don’t ask questions, just do it!”\n\n“I… yes ma’am.” Arya raised the dildo to her lips by holding it at either end and licked the middle. Jane let out a giggle that broke to a gasp.\n\n“Bring it here, girl,” Jane patted the bed next to her. Arya climbed onto the bed, kneeling next to Jane’s head.\n\n“Put it in my mouth- that end not this one!” Jane directed. Arya carefully offered the dildo to Jane’s mouth, who expertly wrapped her lips around the tip, giving it a quick suckle. She pulled back, spat on it, gave it a nice, long lick. Then, she put the tip back in her mouth and began to bob up and down. She closed her eyes, and her hand between her legs began to move quicker. Jane moaned, to Arya’s surprise. Finally, Jane pushed the dildo out of her mouth, and gave it a quick peck on the tip.\n\n“Now your turn. Do as I did.” Jane whispered. She repressed a shudder as her eyes flickered in pleasure.\n\nGingerly, Arya opened her mouth and slid the dildo in and out of her mouth. She could smell Jane on the dildo as Arya pushed in a little too deep and gagged.\n\n“Not so deep. Just a little at a time. Use your lips, not your mouth. That’s it!” Jane encouraged Arya. Jane threw her head back and splayed her dark hair across her pillow. It shimmered in the pale morning light. Arya noticed, for the first time, how beautiful Jane’s grey eyes were. How the eyeshadow under her lashes was gorgeous. \n\n“Good girl. You’re doing so nicely. That’s enough, dear, come here.” Jane reached up and wrapped her dainty fingers around Arya’s, and gently pulled the dildo out of the girl’s mouth. Arya’s pale skin was splotched, and her lips were already rosy red and her eyes were slightly watery. Jane marveled at the line of spit bridged between Arya’s lip and the tip of the dildo for a moment. \n\n“Dear sister! I am done speaking to father, where art thou?” John’s smooth, deep voice rang through the halls. With a jolt of fear, both women realized that he was only a moment away. Worst of all, Arya still had hold of the dildo. Thinking quickly, she snatched her wrist away from Arya, and shoved the wet dildo into Jane’s open undergarment drawer and slammed it shut. Jane, in the meantime, pulled her skirt back down and jumped to her feet. Before Arya could adjust her breasts, Jane reached out and yanked her back by the hair.\n\n“We will finish this later,” Jane gritted into Arya’s blushing face. \n\n“Yes, m’lady!” Arya squeaked. Jane smirked and planted an aggressive kiss on Arya’s face and let go. At that moment, the door swung open, and there stood the handsome, sleep, warm boy from earlier."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Role reversal...kind of | [
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"content": " - a milf in a bathrobe shows up at the plumber's house to fix his pipes. \n\n - an african american gentleman is gangbanged by a group of petite white girls.\n\n - guy with a pussy gets fucked by his big dicked girlfriend.\n\n - a bimbo in a suit is serviced by a harem of silver fox gentlemen in speedos.\n\n - a tentacle monster is ravished by a bunch of japanese schoolgirls.\n\n - a sexy kunoichi infiltrates the castle of a rival shogun, and successfully assassinates him, *without* being captured and tied up.\n\n - the femboy has a bigger dick than you, and he's going to fuck you with it.\n\n - A proud warrior nun is tasked with seducing a powerful demon. Unfortunately, she can't flirt to save her life, and the demon isn't interested in boring vanilla stuff.\n\n - a shy nerdy girl invites the head cheerleader to a party with a bunch of nerds. turns out, \"party\" is a euphemism for \"gangbang\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] It was a monstermash! A monstergirl smash! | [
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"content": "Getting carried away fooling around with her roommate, a bunny girl fitness model finds herself unexpectedly pregnant. She's surprised by how much her roommate seems to enjoy doting on her, and on how much she actually *enjoys* breeding and being knocked up!\n\nNot sure how you feel about girl/girl, but\nA cowgirl and her cat girl roommate aren't sure which of them is hooked on thier \"milking sessions\" more. Getting a tummy full of milk so many times a day about is certainly having a positive effect on the cat girls figure, and being milked so often seems to be helping the cowgirl produce more and more milk."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] [Gay or Straight preferred] Remote control toys or similar concepts. Fantasy, Scifi, whatever as long as someone else is controlling the pleasure. | [
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"content": "No magic here...\n\nA guy and his new girl he's dating/hooking up with are headed to a lake house for the weekend with a group of his friends. The guy likes her, but maybe doesn't think it will be long term, so he doesn't mind pushing the limits a bit. But she's super into him and is a natural submissive that wants to make him happy. The friends and her have met her a couple of times, but never had a real chance to get to know each other deeper, or her to find out how sexually open they are. \n\nOn the car ride up, the boyfriend/girlfriend think it'd be fun to slide a remote control vibrator in (lovense lush like) and assume she'll have a chance to discretely take it out once they get to the lake house. When they arrive, dinner on the grill is immediately ready, and she's forced to hang out with the group with it still inside her, and of course he thinks it's hilarious to ramp up the buzzing again.\n\nHow long before she gets caught orgasming in front of everyone? What happens when she gets caught? Do the friends take the remote from him and take over control?"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM][TT] *Binding* Magical Contracts | [
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"content": "Becoming fused with a succubus was quite the boon for a novice mage. It did mean though, that she'd be spending her apprenticeship handcuffed and collared, on a leash that let her Maser control her until she fully mastered her new magic, all while the libido and desires of a succubus roiled within her. As she felt her body change and her sex drive grow, she knew her trainer would \\*also\\* be getting \\*quite a lot\\* out of this arrangement..."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Wholesome Pet/Slave Play | [
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"content": "Fuck it, I'll give it my level best. I'm on my phone and a bit sauced, so please let me know if I jack anything up.\n\n\nHe leaned back in the chair, letting his arm slowly carry the whiskey back to his desk, eyes half closing as the gentle noise of a tv playing nonsense one step short of muted blocked out the outside world. The glass clinked slightly as it touched down on the desk, but he left his hand wrapped around it as the muscles in his shoulders slowly relaxed, trying to push a long day of work out of his mind. As the door hisses slightly over the carpet a small smile slips over his face, but his eyes stay closed as the tv gently blurs out any other sounds. The fabric of his slacks rubs slightly as she gently slips under the desk, wiggling slightly to push his legs apart before gently laying her cheek on his thigh, a gentle hand slowly running down his leg. His head lifts up as his eyes open, smiling down at her as his free hand moves to slowly brush out her hair with his fingers. She doesn't say anything, a happy smile and half closed eyes displaying her quiet bliss as she gently pushes into his hand, whimpering softly whenever it leaves her skin. This goes on as both of them sink farther down, deliberately pushing away everything that happened that day to focus on each other.\n\nThe gentle clink of ice cubes against glass awakens her slightly, and she stirs, looking up at him to gauge if she should refill it, before he grips the edge of the desk and pushes his chair backwards, opening up space for her to move easily. She smiles, pressing a light kiss into his thigh before getting back on her hands and knees, pausing briefly beside him so he can place the empty glass on the small of her back. He turns his head to watch her crawl across the room, eyes tracking her long legs as the brief flashes of a glistening slit sneak out between her thighs. The smile deepens as she grabs the glass off her back, standing up and grabbing the bottle of whiskey to refill it. \"Kitten\" he half growls, watching her freeze for a moment before lifting her head slightly to try and catch his eye in the mirror above the wet bar. His gentle smile reassures her, and her head drops back to her work before he continues \"pour yourself something too, and then come snuggle up in my lap\" as he leans over, grabbing the blanket folded against the bottom of the desk and pulling it into easier reach.\n\nShe quietly walks back towards him, feet carefully placed directly in front of each other, a legacy of years of training, a lithe body gliding over the carpet with nothing but an unadorned Ring of thin black leather around her neck, long dark red hair in a ponytail reaching down her spine. She curls into his lap, one of his arms gently snaking around her body to pull her against him, her legs coming up to rest across his as her head fits neatly into the hollow under his collarbone, both drinks still in her hands as she hums softly, wiggling to make sure she's positioned properly. Her face stays buried for a second longer in his chest, happily drowning in his scent before tilting up, lips curling into a smile as she looks up at him. He smiles back, admiring how neatly their bodies fit together after all the years together before gently reaching his free hand for the drink in hers. She giggles softly as she pulls her arm away, shaking her head before lifting the glass up to his lips, tipping it slightly for him. He lets his fingers slowly trail up her arm before taking the glass from her hand finally, planting a gentle kiss on her fingers before they fall. They say nothing for a long while, gently sipping on their drinks and basking in the peerless comfort they give each other.\n\nShe finally throws the dregs of her drink back, holding it in her mouth to make sure he sees before closing it and swallowing visibly, giggling slightly. He smiles back, setting his drink down as the hand wrapped around her body starts to trail it's fingertips down her side, angling towards the glistening slit he can feel radiating warmth into his leg. She whimpers softly as his fingers push her legs apart, head lolling back as she goes limp in his embrace, suborning herself to his will. His other hand, still wet with condensation, starts to draw a single finger in laps around her nipples, never quite touching them as he leaves a trail of cold across her chest. His fingers slowly rub along her sex, never quite penetrating as her whimpering gets breathier, her mind happily shattering as his fingers gently start to get harder, pushing against her slit. Her hips buck slightly against his arms as he lets a fingernail catch her hardened nub, a moan escaping her lips before she turns her head into his chest. He pushes a single finger inside of her, feeling her body readily accept his intrusion as the hand roaming her chest finally starts to knead her breasts, her hard nipple pushing into his palm. The finger inside her gently works at her patch, his thumb gently rubbing against her clit as she starts to mindlessly press kisses into his chest, her body desperate to return the affection as her mind unravels further. He continues to slowly ramp his pace up, feeling her already tight pussy get tighter and tighter around his finger as he slowly drags her towards an orgasm. Her body bucks slightly against his as a lilting moan is dragged out of her lips, her pussy spasming around his finger as the gentle motions finally push her over the edge. He slowly eases his finger out of her, gently resting it on her lips as she mindlessly licks at it, body still twitching gently with aftershocks.\n\nHe gently pulls her up against him, her head falling against his neck as she whimpers something into his skin, her eyes closed as her breathing starts to slow. He smiles, tossing the last of his drink down before leaning down to put his lips against her ear, whispering \"I'll always love you too kitten\" into her ear before wrapping the blanket around both of them, resting his cheek on the top of her head,and letting the whiskey carry him off with her.\n\n(Well, damn. First time I've wrote something that wasn't for work in at least five years, so please give me some pointers)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Prompt me some magic college ideas | [
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"content": "Drop-dead gorgeous with a 19-year-old's libido? Oh yeah, a tome of sex magic was goddess sent. Once you got rolling the tome, and the constant background level of horniness of the students, was the equivalent of cliff notes for your entire upper-level course load. Of course, you keep it to yourself. While you would never cheat, the ethics board might not see the difference in taking mana from another student and feeding on their arousal. This is was not an issue until you realized the final exam room and every student who will be in the room will be warded. Panicked you fixed on the only unawarded target left, the proctor. You have two weeks left to figure out how to raise the ardor of your magical combat instructor so he walks into the exam room insane with lust all for you."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: An Asian girl in the West | [
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"content": "This was a good story. It follows the whole hero's journey from status quo through uncharacteristic action and hints at what will become, the new better normal for the protagonist.\r \n\r \nIt’s written nicely and tightly. You don’t linger on details too long and race through some parts in a satisfying way. Instead of a time jump, you hit the notes of what we can expect. I like the example below.\r \n“I should really go and get some sleep. Ding. My body reluctantly stretched out and got the phone again. I done the stuff with the sign up email verification and such. Time to fill out a profile.”\r \n\r \nYour story could use a spell checker and quite a few commas. Your flowing sentence structure helps and so, while I needed to read some sentences twice I was never completely lost. I recommend putting your story through Google Docs, it will pick up most of the spelling/phrasing errors.\r \n\r \nI know this isn’t actually a story but a misplaced singles add or request to RP. If you want someone to write you a story on this particular kink write a small one or two sentence intro setting up a scenario. Check out some of the other \\[WP\\]’s for the general format.\r \n\r \nI read your story. “The Yellow light district Day 1.” It was pretty bloody good. Had a nice balance between comedy and uhhh… horror? It flows nicely and gives a good window into someone’s desires and an interesting world. The spitting wasn’t my thing but the rest of the world had an oddly wholesome vibe to it. It was confronting and rude but aside from the spitting it was never nasty, which is perfect.\r \n\r \nOne bit of advice, be careful when doing very strong accents.\r \n“Dwon weft isss zha wrice wye hipnoooo stan. It do tings to yu mmmmind an gifve yoooo abwillty tooo obaaay annnn chaiiinge tings abourt yorshelf”\r \nI had to read that about 4 times and I’m still not sure I understand it. With strong accents, less is more, change one word every now and then that’s easy to decipher given the surrounding context but leave the rest correctly spelled. It will keep your story flowing and your reader will understand what you are trying to convey.\r \n\r \nI hope you write more. It was interesting and fun to read."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: (Incest) Adventure is in her blood. She refuse to be married off to some farmer's son. She sailed the seas to search for the father she has never met. On her journey, she is captured by pirates. She fell in love with the captain without realizing that he is her father. | [
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"content": "Author's note:>!I took liberties with the premise. I made her a whore of a whore. The adventurous bit I kept. Refusing to get married was important to the story just not mentioned. Capture, well, she did capture their attention in her own way, just not at sea. she doesn't realize he's her father until the end, but i expect the reader to know he is because of the premise.!<\n\nPlease let me know if you finished reading to the end, or if you finished yourself first, lol."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A socially awkward mage finds themselves in a raucous tavern after their friends from the Academy drag them out there. One of the dancers takes a liking to their bumbling shyness and brings them to a private room where she can help crack them out of their shell. | [
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"content": "Another day passed at the Adventurer’s Academy. Mitchell The Mage sat at the desk in his dorm reading over ancient scripts. He had certain feminine qualities about him and his long hair and robes didn’t help that. Sometimes he was even confused for a girl, but although he acted like it bothered him on the surface. He has secretly kind of enjoyed the fact that he could sometimes pass as female. His fellow adventurers would often joke about it and call him Michelle (me-shell).\n\nIn the door stormed Jake the Tank, a tall masculine male, most of his features hidden by his armor though his helmet was off and one could make out the masculine features of his face, His short blonde hair, and the look of excitement in his eyes.\n\nElizabeth the enchantress stood by the door, waiting patiently, but also visibly bored and scrolling through her rune tablet. She was otherwise nude except for what appeared to be some form of magic, materializing a costume that seductively covers her erogenous areas."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Male affirmation from women. It can be romantic, sexual, or anything else. | [
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"content": "Jason could still remember the way he felt the moment that Allison said it.\n\nPart of the reason he remembered it so well was that compliments like that were so *rare*. Oh, sure, he'd been complimented before, on a haircut or a nice shirt. Those were common enough, but they rang hollow. Jason hadn't cut his own hair. He'd chosen the shirt, but only because it was on the front of the rack. Ultimately, those people were complimenting the hairstylist or the fashion designer.\n\nHe'd also gotten those pillow-talk compliments a time or two. About how nice his cock was, or how the sex was sooooooo good, with several added Os—Jason chuckled to himself at the accidental pun in his mind—for emphasis. Those were heat of the moment, not the sort of thing any of them had said outside of the bedroom.\n\nBut it was that day that stuck in Jason's mind. All of it: the way the sun cascaded through Allison's mousy brown hair, the way her glasses were sliding off of her nose just a bit. Perhaps most importantly, he remembered the fact that they hadn't had sex for a couple of days prior to that moment when she looked up at him from the kitchen table to speak.\n\n\"You know, of all of my lovers, you're the one that has really spent the most time *learning* me.\"\n\nJason was stupified at first. Not by her mention of previous lovers; that much was known and had been discussed. His surprise lay in the fact that his attentiveness was uncommon.\n\n\"I...I was glad to do it.\"\n\nAllison's smile was subtle, but the most sincere thing Jason had ever seen.\n\n\"I know, and that's a huge part of it. The way you clearly enjoyed the journey of learning. Most men...aren't as giving.\"\n\nIn that moment—much as he was now while recalling it—Jason thought of an evening that he had spent nestled between Allison's thighs, learning every inch of her. Finding the spots that made her body pulse, and those that slowed things down and let her recover just enough to make the next bit of exploration all the better.\n\nAlso duplicated between the present day and the memory was the way Jason felt himself stiffen at the memory. How correct she had been. He had enjoyed the journey, more than he had with any other partner.\n\n\\*God, I miss her so much.\\*\n\n\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_*Ended that on a slightly sad note, but such was what came to mind.*"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Just A Rumour | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Romeo and Juliet... except Juliet is a free-use cum slut. | [
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"content": "Romeo: What cheeks though yonder window clap? \nTis that my love dear Juliet, a taking a man in back? \nJuliet: It is I, dear Romeo, sweet Romeo, yes harder Tybalt \nJust attending to my dear cousin Tybalt's fine basalt \nAnd then with the County Paris he will empower \nA beast with three backs they call the Eiffel Tower \nRomeo: Oh Juliet I would that I had but one glove \nSo that we might be together swiftly oh my love \nJuliet: Oh Romeo, thou knowest that the cock doth crew \nand without a glove my sweet and sloppy love you shall not screw. \nSo away, hence, anon, here is my nurse, \nAnd leave these boys to fill me 'ere I burst."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Your job is to direct an amazing gangbang and find candidates. You bump into my wife at the bar and you feel like she's perfect for the role (I'll show her to you, Noodes included). Tell me the details of the event. Who? How many? Where? Kik hennyjms | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Something about women ‘wearing’ and proudly showing off their perfectly coiffed pubic triangles in some sort of public, mixed-gender setting of mostly clothed people. Perhaps a competition? Maybe at an outdoor art festival? Women wander about the entire event, showing off their pubic coiffures! | [
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"content": "“I can’t believe I let you drag me to this kinkcon, Chloe,” I said. Chloe, who was in line in front of me, held up her lanyard to the security guard at the gate. He took a quick glance at her pass before waving her through. It was Friday morning, opening day and the convention was packed. The guards were letting people through a quickly as they could. My turn. I stepped forward and held up my lanyard. He did a quick check to make sure I had the same pass before waving me through.\n\r\n“I can’t believe you actually came this time,” Chloe said. We headed over to the convention center’s main entrance. “Out of all the times I’ve invited you, you’ve always had an excuse not to come.”\n\r\n“Well do you blame me?” I asked. “Look at how I’m dressed.” \n\nI was so embarrassed. It was an outfit that I wouldn’t have picked out for myself, not in a million years. Especially as skimpy as it was. A black bone-in leather corset with red stripping was tied tightly around my waist shrinking my already narrow waist and pushing my boobs up and out, barely containing them at all. I felt like at any moment one if the girls was going to pop out and give the world an eye full. I had on a pair of Chloe’s black leather thigh high boots and a pair of low cut black leather cheeky panties that showed off more of my ass the it covered. And the was it. That was all I was wearing. Well and some makeup. Bright red lipstick to match the red in my corset and dark smoky eye shadowing highlight my blue eyes. My bright wavy red hair curled down over my shoulders.\n\r\n“Well Alice, I think you look hot as hell!” Chloe said. She at least had more clothing on that I did. She was wearing a black lacey vest, that zipped up around her waist stopping just bellow her tits, a built in lacey bra pulled her tits together and the back of which draped down to around her ankles like the back half of a gown. I was truly envious of her might cleavage, it was much more substantial that mine. She also had on a pair of black leather panties and black leather thigh high boots. At least her ass was covered. Her long black hair was tied tight in a pony tail high in the back of her head and flowed halfway down her back. She looked the part, like she fit in here at the kink convention. Me I was feeling down right out of place. I was sure a hundred eyes were on me, staring at me as if they knew I didn’t belong.\n\r\n“Yeah, well you can be quite convincing when you want to,” I said.\n\r\n“I wore you down,” Chloe laughed.\n\r\n“Yeah, that too.”\n\r\n“I don’t belong here,” I whined.\n\r\n“Yes you do!”\n\r\n“I said I didn’t want to go!”\n\r\n“That’s not what you said last night when I was eating you out! You said and I quote, ‘Oh god, I’m coming!’”\n\r\n“Chloe,” I cried turning bright red! “I can’t believe you said that!”\n\r\n“What? It’s not if anyone cares. Look,” Chloe said. She twirled around, her gown briefly flaring up around her as pointed at the people around us. I looked around, truly looked around at the people also enjoying the convention. Most of attendees were dressed or undressed like us. There were a myriad of leather and skin, butt checks hang out, boobs on display, women wearing see-through tops or fishnet tops with just tape covering the nipple, men with assless chaps, wearing leather boots or five inch heels. “Those people, over there are talking about spanking each other. And that man hold the leash of his wife who’s kneeling next to him, is tell the other guy how he gave his wife’s mouth a friend to use how ever he pleased. Nobody cares about two girl getting it on.”\n\r\n“Fine. Whatever,” I pouted. “So where’s this competition you been going on and on about?”\n\r\n“This way,” Chloe squealed. Her little school girl squeal seemed out of place for the attitude of outfit she had on. She grabbed me by the hand and dragged me across the convention floor, squeezing paced half dresses men and women, passed booths of sex toys and bdsm gear. My head was a whirlwind of sights and sounds and naked flesh.\r\nI stop short, my hand slipping from Chloe’s, as we came to a booth full of half dressed young women. Well girls really; not that me being in my late twenties meant I was old. And while you think I meant they were all topless, you’d be wrong. All the girls had tops on that pretty much covered up everything from their stomach to their neck. Their tops were all skin tight but they all covered ever inch of their torsos. No, I mean when I said half naked, I meant the bottom half. Not a single women there had a pair of pants, not a skirt, not even a pair of panties on. They did have shoes on or boots of some kind, but all of their cunnies were on full display. Their smooth glistening lips bared for all to see. Though none of them were completely shaven bare. Each girl had her bush shaved in a different manner. From the classic landing strip to stripes, to diagonal lines to even one girl who had a heart. Each girl working the booth had clean cut shaven bush.\n\r\n“What’s up?” Chloe asked as she half turned towards me.\n\r\nBefore I could answer one of the girls bounded over to us and in a sweet but high pitch voice ask, “Hey, are you guys here for the competition?”\n\r\n“We are!” Chloe exclaimed.\n\r\n“Oh, cool!” the girl said, babbling on and on. I couldn’t take me eyes off her crotch. The small patch of neatly trimmed hair in three diagonal striped lines over her smooth shave puffy pink lips with just a tiny hit of her labia peaking through her slit. My brain couldn’t process what was going on, couldn’t understand why everyone was walking around like it was no big deal that their pussy were on display. To have such courage! There was no way I could be so brave. \n\r\n“Alice. Alice!” Chloe yelled.\n\r\n“What!” I yelled back. My brain finally processing the fact that someone was talking to me. \n\r\n“Anna, here want to know if your ready?” Chloe said.\n\r\n“Huh, ready for what?” I asked.\n\r\n“Weren’t you paying attention?” \n\r\n“Uh. Nooooo.” I admitted.\n\r\n“I explained it last night.”\n\r\n“Well you had your head buried in my pussy at the time, and I’m now a bit detracted by a bunch of naked pussies, so god help me if I don’t know what’s going on,” I said.\n\r\nMy hand flew to my mouth as I realized what I had said. And by the giggles of the girls around us it was very obvious that I wasn’t very quiet nor very discreet. There was no way I could have turned any redder. It had only just start, but the way this adventure was going, I was going to be permanent shade of red. I took a deep breath to calm myself and made the determination that I was just going to have to suffer my embarrassment knowing that everyone around us knew what we had been doing. \n\r\n“Well don’t worry. Just know there is a thousand dollar gift card for the con for the winner,” Chloe said.\n\r\n“Holy shit,” I cried.\n\r\n“Yeah, it’s no big deal. The contest is easy. You just have to show your…” Chloe mumbled the rest under her breath so that I couldn’t understand her. She then bent over and before I could process what she was doing, hooked her thumbs inside the waist of her panties and pulled them down. My jaw dropped along with her panties. She then stepped out of them, bent over as if she wasn’t just flashing her pussy and ass at the convention behind her, picked up her black panties and then handed then to the girl.\n\r\n“Oh, cool.” Anna said. “I really like your muff.” \n\r\n“Oh thanks,” Chloe said. She thrust her hips forward proudly showing off her styled hair, as if it was everyday she showed her pussy out in public to a complete stranger. “I shaved it myself. I really like how the arrow pointing down really shows off my clit ring.”\n\r\n“Oh yeah. So glam. I really like how you dyed your hair match to match the red gem in the ring.” \n\r\nChloe turned to me with a giant grin across her face and said, “I said, you have to show off your pussy.”\n\r\nYup I was going to be a permanent shade of red by the time this convention ended. No way could I do this. I really tried to ignore the tiny flutter in my pussy telling me otherwise. It was really just the sight of my friends pussy not to mention the half dozen girls showing off their pussy surrounding me that was the actual reason my pussy was quivering. There was no way it was the thought of exposing myself to strangers.\n\r\n“Well actually, the contest is to show off your landing path,” Anna said. “Barring your pussy is just an added benefit for the rest of us.”\n\r\n“Is that why you spent an hour between my legs, shaving and stylizing my snatch?” I asked Chloe.\n\r\n“Yeah! But you enjoyed the aftermath of my having to stare at your pussy for an hour. Do you know how much self control I had to maintain to finish?”\n\r\n“Oh god,” I blushed."
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"content": "“Oh, fuck, Nat,” Zara whimpers. “He just made the most adorable moan. Whatever you did to him, do it again!”\n\nNat obliges, swirling her tongue over the head of my cock for a second time, and I let out another grateful moan, putting even more vigor behind it for Zara’s sake.\n\n“Oh, fuck,” she repeats, grinding her pussy down against my eagerly-lapping tongue. “That’s so hot. That’s so *fucking* hot.”\n\nWe’re positioned like this: me, lying on the bed with my legs hanging over the side and my feet against the floor. Nat, kneeling between my calves, her lips sealed tight around my cock and her hands splayed against my waist. Zara, riding my face enthusiastically, facing down my body so she and Nat can admire each other’s performances.\n\n“His mouth feels so fucking good, Nat,” Zara moans, still grinding back and forth against me. “And God, you look so hot with your mouth all the way down his cock like that. Keep going, babe, keep going…”\n\nBut Nat stops and opens her mouth, gently lifting her head away from my crotch. I whine and buck my hips, trying to follow her, but she grabs my pelvis and holds it down with both hands.\n\n“I’m gonna give him a moment,” she says, ignoring my muffled protests. “He’s throbbing like crazy, and I tasted some precome on that last lick. Don’t want him blowing his load before I’ve had my turn.”\n\n“O-okay,” Zara stutters. “Keep k-kissing his thighs, though, okay? I swear he eats my pussy even better when your mouth is on him. Fuuuck, I’m close…”\n\n“Sure thing, babe.” Nat leans back down and presses her lips against my inner thigh, alternating soft kisses with gentle nibbling on the sensitive skin. Being kept on the edge is maddening, but we all agreed we’d have more fun if I didn’t come until I’d gotten both of them off. And I can hardly claim I’m getting a rough deal here. Zara and Nat are both incredible; being with both of them at once is a dream come true.\n\n“It’s okay if I… if I squirt on your face, right?” Zara pants, leaning forward and grabbing my waist for stability as her orgasm approaches. I make a noise of affirmation; she and Nat are treating me so well that I’d say yes even if having a girl come on my face wasn’t a longtime fantasy of mine.\n\nZara thrusts her hips down with fresh intensity and lets out a high-pitched moan, and a second later I feel her come trickling across my lips and down my chin. I keep licking her through her orgasm, lapping up the salty liquid without hesitation. She moans again, her breathing gradually slowing as the waves of pleasure abate. I feel Nat’s mouth leave my thigh, her fingers loosen their grip on my hips.\n\n“You always look so beautiful when you come,” she tells Zara softly. Then, patting my thigh, she says, “You did a good job. You should be proud.” With my mouth still pressed up against her girlfriend’s pussy, I make a sound to convey my gratitude.\n\n“He was amazing,” Zara gasps, her voice uneven with pleasure. “Fuck, Nat. I can’t wait for you to try this.”\n\n“Nor can I,” Nat smirks before addressing me again. “So, how about it, honey? You ready for us to swap places?”\n\nZara lifts herself off my face so I can finally speak properly. My cock throbs again, eager for more.\n\n“Ready when you are,” I say with a cocky grin."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Sure, he knew he was marrying into a more sexually liberated family… but he didn’t expect his new Father in Law to offer up his new wife’s younger sisters (18+) for fucking as a warm up for the groom’s first night with his new bride! | [
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"content": "(Doing it a bit differently then how the prompt sets it up. Hope that's ok)\n\nRose knew it was her duty as a young sister to do this according to her culture, but that didn't stop her from being scared. She watches as Zack, her sister's husband walk into the room with only a towel on. Rose looks up as the massive man nervously still afraid that he wouldn't enjoy her body like he did her other sisters. When his hand caresses her cheek, her fears started to melt away. When he cups her chin and guides her upward to a standing position the kisses her, the feeling of fear and nervousness disappear completely. She watches as he undoes the ribbon then eyes her body with his iconic \"I'm going to wreck this girl\" smirk that she had seen on his face every time he walked into her older sisters room causing a shiver of pleasure to run down her spine. She slowly reaches for his towel and undoes it letting it fall to the ground. She eyes the massive manhood that she had dreamed about, mastrabated to the idea of it filling her and desire to taste for so long. \"M-may I blow you?\" She says shyly. Zack gives a light nod and she slowly gets on her knees and softly grasps his cock in her hand barely able to wrap her hand around it. She slowly starts stroking it as she looks up at him and says \"I'm a bit inexperienced with something this big so please understand\" He replies with \"Its fine just take your time\" She smiles glad to hear him say that. She starts licking the tip swirling her tongue around it like how how she had done with her boyfriends. Zack moans lightly giving Rose the courage to pull it into her mouth. She starts with the tip then bobs her head taking more and more still swirling her tongue around the shaft. She could hear Zack moan louder and feel one of his hands playing with her nipples causing her to moan as they were - very sensitive, but she enjoys the touch and let's him continue doing it. His cock throbs and aches in her mouth pulsating as if getting close already. \"Just like that\" He says as Rose pushes it deeper in taking it into her throat then pulling back. She was proud to be making him happy. His cock starts twitching after repeated deepthroating. She pulls back to the tip right as his cum straight into her tongue soaking it with a salty tangy taste which she found to be delicious. She swallows every drop with a smile then pulls off. \"What next master?\" Zack picks her up and tosses her onto the bed then pulls her to the edge and spreads her legs. She shakes with excitement as he start licking her dripping wet clit with such great attention. She moans and squirms as this was unlike any oral she had before as if he had been waiting to taste her too and was now making a full course meal out of her. The waves of pleasure shot through her as he slide his tongue into her and swirls it hitting so many sweet spots. She lightly bucks her hips as her orgasm already starts to build. She loves the way he grips her hips while eating her out like a pro. She moans and squirms with her mind melting from pleasure. She climaxes hard squirting everywhere. Zack licks up some of the juices then stands. He places his cock on her showing just how deep it could go which is all the way to her belly button. She shakes with nervousness again, but also excitement. He starts prodding her pussy lightly then slides the tip in. She grips the sheets tightly as she's stretched open wider than ever before by his manhood. Zack looks at her and caresses her cheek. She gives a smile and nods lightly to signal him to keep going. He thrusts deeper into her sending tidewaves of pleasure ripping through her body. She screams with pleasure as she feels the deep lustful itch inside her finally be scratched. As he thrust deeper she arches her back. As the tip of his cock hits her womb she cums again lubricating her canal allowing him to thrust faster. She moans and squirms as her insides are rearranged. She pants as he starts pounding into her so lovingly. She reaches up and touches his chest. He leans down and kisses her. It was the first kiss they had ever shared and to her it felt like heaven. She wraps her arms around his neck not ever wanting to stop kissing. She lets go as she feels the familiar pre-ejaculation twitch of his cock. She wraps her legs around his waist wanting every drop to flood her insides. He kisses her again as he cums hard straight into her womb. Her mind was so in the moment that she forgot that she wasn't on any birth control, but at this moment should wouldn't have cared anyway. She unwrap her legs and let's him pull out then holds out her arms wanting to be cuddled. He lays next to her and pulls her close letting her enjoy his warmth as she drifts off to sleep with a cute and simple \"Thank you\"."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: My love's oral fixation, cuckold theme, free use, twisted love, caring and kindness. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "You have such a great dick! As a matter of fact, I'll have lock up in my basement with the others!" | [
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"content": "Heads up, the story turned more horror and less horny. \n\n&#x200B;\n\nLilly had always been a bit odd.\n\nTo be fair, he’d never interacted much with her one on one. She was a friend of his friend’s girlfriend and one day just kind of fell into their little circle who hung out together regularly. But as socially active twenty year olds, even these smaller gatherings could easily fill a table on the slowest of days, so the opportunity for a longer chat had just never presented itself. Even then it had become apparent quickly that Lilly was unusual.\n\nShe knew a lot about anything related to sex, so much in fact, that it had earned her the nickname pornopedia. One time when they had tried to test her knowledge, they had made a drinking game out of a kink guessing challenge. After the third person had to tap out they called it quits, with Lilly being completely sober. A rather unconventional hobby, but everyone had their quirks. At least once per hangout she’d disappear for a lengthy phone call or even leave for an hour or more, and then come back gushing about a friend’s pet or another animal related story. She had pets too apparently. Sometimes when things slowed down she’d start decorating dog collars she brought with her, with studs or other craft supplies. Gifts for her friends or something like that.\n\nWeird, but overall Lilly was a nice addition to the group. She didn’t cause problems, got along well with everyone and chipped in with food or drinks often enough. Also she was quite pretty.\n\nZeke had been entertaining the idea of getting to know her a little bit better on and off over the past few weeks, so it had come as a bit of a welcome surprise when earlier that day she had started flirting with him. Nothing too overt or pushy, just enough to make her interest known, but once he began reciprocating it was like someone had poured gasoline into a fire. He blamed the fact that he was now laying naked, and covered in a sizable sheen of sweat in her bed, partially on that forwardness.\n\nStill a bit winded from the experience, he had elected to rest while Lilly had gone off to the kitchen to make them some tea. Zeke was not that much of a tea fan, but he wasn’t going to complain. Instead he busied himself with trying to find his phone. A quick search through both his pants and jacket pockets procured nothing more than his wallet, keys and an assortment of lint.\n\n“Hey Lilly, have I used my phone since we left?” He yelled, just loud enough so she could hear him. The last time he remembered holding it was at his buddie’s place. “I hope not.” Both her voice and the sound of her bare feet on the floor grew louder as she approached. “Or else I’d have to stalk your gallery and make sure my face is cropped out.” Zeke’s face flushed ever so slightly as she handed him a steaming cup and settled down beside him, the mattress creaking with age. Lilly had not bothered covering herself at all while walking around the house. Well it was her house after all, so she could walk around however she pleased. And he wasn’t complaining, the opposite actually. Though he did wonder how a young twenty something could afford her own house.\n\nThe tea tasted unfamiliar and was a bit bitter. Zeke suppressed any desire to wince out of politeness. This had been the best sex he’d had in years, in his entire life maybe, and he wasn’t going to ruin the prospect of a future repeat over some badly brewed tea. “I think I left my phone at Benny’s.”\n\nWhile sipping on her own mug, the woman winced sympathetically. She didn’t seem to mind the taste.\n\n“I’m gonna have to get it tonight, I’m leaving for Spain first thing in the morning.” His first big solo vacation had been an absolute horror to plan out, and he’d be damned if he missed his flight because he didn’t own an alarm clock.\n\n“Right, you mentioned that.” Lilly still seemed to be enjoying her tea, while Zeke had taken to drinking it down in large gulps. It helped with the taste.\n\n“Let’s look in the car first, maybe it fell out of your pocket or something. If it’s not there I’ll take you back to Benny’s”\n\n“Oh no, that is really nice, but you don’t have to do that.” He declined quickly, yawning halfway through. He was getting a bit tired.\n\nShe just shrugged. “It’s fine. I was thinking about maybe going back anyways, since it’s not all that late yet, and then I might as well save you the taxi fare. The prices out here are brutal, and they don’t find the house most of the time anyways.”\n\nTrue, her place was quite well hidden. They had spent maybe five minutes driving out of the small city Zeke lived in, and had then spent around thrice as much shooting over empty country roads, before turning onto a field path up to her house.\n\n“Well if that’s the case then I’ll gladly take you up on the offer.” He yawned once more, eyes closing and opening slowly.\n\n“Do you want a coffee? Nothing strong, just enough to tide you over till you get home?”\n\nThat sounded great actually. Zeke nodded, yawning once again. Lilly took the empty mug from him, and he could hear her walking back into the direction of the kitchen. Keeping his eyes open began to feel like a chore. He fell back against the headboard of the bed and let his gaze wander aimlessly around the room. There were cuffs peeking out from behind the board, black leather, held up by a short metal chain. It made sense. With Lilly being so interested in kink, she obviously had tried it out at some point. Maybe he should propose using the restraints on her next time. It would certainly make for an interesting experience, and it might earn him some brownie points.\n\nZeke didn’t notice the blood rushing in his ears. Neither had he noticed Lilly returning, until she stood right in front of his face. Fully clothed and sipping idly from a coffee cup.\n\nHe blinked once before it slowly penetrated through the thick haze in his brain what had happened. “Did you make yourself one too?” Zeke looked around for a second cup, but her other hand was empty, resting on her hip. Or at least that is what he thought, it was getting a bit hard to focus. His vision blurring at the edges.\n\n“Nah I just made one.” \n\n“Oh, okay.” He reached out for the cup, and Lilly stepped back. Just out of reach. Though she needn’t have bothered, as the man found his arm growing heavier than metal, falling limply at his side while it tingled uncomfortably. Alarm was rearing its head in the back of his mind, but it was slow to break through the haze, thicker than any fog could ever hope to be. “You made me coffee?” It was both a statement and a question.\n\nLilly grew hazy as he looked at her, contours swimming away and doubling in front of his eyes, but he could still make out the expression on her face. Mouth raised in just the slightest of smiles, while her eyes gleamed in satisfaction.\n\n“No sweetheart. I made myself coffee. It wouldn’t do you any good now, but why chance it?”\n\nThe growing unease transformed into fear in an instant. Adrenaline fueled might broke through the fog, but It did not get him far. Zeke fell out of the bed and landed on the ground arms first, legs tangled within the sheets still laying awkwardly on the mattress. Lilly tsked above him, putting her cup on the nightstand before bending down next to him and roughly pulling his face up by the chin.\n\nZeke’s neck screamed at the uncomfortable position and his entire body trembled, both in fear and exhaustion from trying to get his muscles to move. Now, even this closely he couldn’t see her face clearly anymore. “What did I do to you?” His voice was strained and the words came out slow, the paralyzing tingle steadily creeping up his throat towards his tongue.\n\n“Oh nothing personal.” Lilly turned his face from side to side, before letting it drop back onto the floor. The slight pang of pain didn’t even register anymore. “You were just easy.”\n\nEasy. That was it, he was going to die because he’d been an easy target? Zeke would have glared if he could. “Is this one of your stupid kinks? Fucking guys and then killing them.”\n\nLilly laughed, the clear sound cutting through the haze as his vision spotted black and his consciousness slipped away from him. “No, I am not going to kill you silly. You just have such a great dick, I’ll have to lock you up in the basement with the others! But you can’t go to Spain now, sorry. Or anywhere else really. Your dick is just so good, I can’t let you leave!”\n\nWas that supposed to be a compliment? Zeke tried to stand up one last time, using every single ounce of his remaining strength. It did not work. His muscles twitched feebly as the contourless mass of Lilly’s face was completely blocked out by black spots and his body went slack."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: It’s “clothed-male/naked-female” SPEED-DATING night at (fill in the blank w/ any kind of context you like — sorta reality-based, or more absurd). Our central, eligible, and very naked female protagonist(s?) are nervously excited by the whole idea — oh, and it’s their first ever event like this. | [
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"content": "Warning (of sorts): >!This is a relatively non-sexual story!<\n\nThis was one of those theme nights for singles the university arranged every once in a while. I guess they figured out it was easier to get people to talk with one another if they had something to start the conversation from. Tonight was a \"clothed male / naked female\" night. They had the opposite a few weeks ago, but I didn't have the guts to go to it. Despite the lax attitude towards nudity in certain situations, many people still weren't keen on being naked.\n\nThe rules for these type of events are simple. Each couple enters a small booth which, in reality, was simply made from some cheap divider and two chairs. The signal to move to the next booth rang every five minutes. If the couple wanted to keep talking, they simply stayed seated and people would skip that booth. At the end of the day, the goal was not to meet many people, but to find someone you liked.\n\nThey always made sure there would be an even number of men and women so no one would be left out. It usually worked itself out quite well, though, so it wasn't a problem. Tonight there were about 30 of each, pretty standard. We were led to a large room with the dividers already set. One of the organizers gave the same initial talk she gave each time about what you can and can't do, and how everything works.\n\nThen the men were off to the booths, and the women went to... change, I guess. I was still getting my head wrapped around the whole nudity thing, so this was a bit out of my comfort zone. Before long, I saw the women go around to different booths, and wondered who would pair with me. The knowledge that they would be naked did not help to calm me once I saw them though.\n\nWhen most women settled, I saw two coming towards my direction. One was extremely tall, easily taller than the cheap dividers that created the booth. I wondered if she could see above them when she seated down. She was holding the hand of a much smaller woman who just walked behind her with her head down. The height difference and entire demeanour of the couple would have been funny. That is, if it wasn't for the fact both of them were naked except for their shoes and some jewelry.\n\nWhen they stood in front of my booth, the tall one pushed the smaller one forward into it and squeezed her shoulders in reassurance before leaving her with me. At least I wasn't the only one in new waters here. She was tiny, probably less than 5 feet. Her black hair went down to the front of her body, covering her tiny breasts and hiding her nipples. It almost reached her waist from the front. Her eyes looked down at her feet, not daring to look at me. She was so embarrassed about this whole thing, I was starting to feel a bit better. Her unease put mine in some very needed perspective.\n\n\"Your necklace is very pretty,\" I said when it popped into view when she sat down on the chair. It was a tiny silver locket that set between her makeshift bra. The blush that covered her face and top made it pop nicely.\n\n\"Thanks, Alex said she would buy it for me if I came to the next singles night.\" She toyed with the pedant a bit, and then muttered quietly, \"of course it had to be the nude one.\" I assumed Alex was the tall woman who pushed her into the booth. I thought the \"kick\" Alex gave her was a rather nice gesture, although maybe a little mistimed.\n\nI spent the next few minutes asking her questions like \"what are you studying?\" or \"what movies do you like?\" only to get short answers that forced me to answer the questions as well to fill the void she left when it came her turn to ask something.\n\nThe signal to switch partners came, and it was her time to get up and move to the next booth, but all she did was clutch her chair tighter. She would probably never come to such night if it wasn't for the necklace she has been toying with for the last five minutes.\n\n\"That's the signal to move,\" I softly nudged her, trying to encourage her to go on and explore a bit. Plus, I wasn't too keen of this one-sided conversation. It was so awkward I even missed the fact we didn't exchange names until now.\n\nShe nodded slightly in acknowledgment.\n\n\"Do you want to stay?\" I asked.\n\nAnother nod.\n\n\"Is it because of me or because you are stressed?\"\n\nYet another nod. At that point I laughed due to the surreality of this entire conversation.It was like someone was pranking me.\n\n\"Don't laugh!\" She lifted her head for the first time since entering the booth. Her face was soft, just like her mannerisms. Her eyes were wide when they looked at me. Two hazel circles that caught a glimpse of me before she reverted her gaze back to her feet.\n\n\"I don't want to leave, but not only because I'm stressed...\" her voice grew weaker as she finished the sentence.\n\n\"Then we'll need to talk, you know, it's a bit boring to be answered with single words.\"\n\n\"It wasn't single words, it was at least five.\" I could already see a slight smile in the corners of her lips.\n\n\"You're going to have to do a better job than that, what kind of presentations do you plan to give when all you can say is a few words?\" I teased.\n\n\"Would you give me another chance?\"\n\n\"Sure,\" I said, \"I'm James, by the way.\"\n\n\"Alexa.\"\n\n\"For real?\"\n\n\"Yea...\"\n\n**\n\nAnd so, the conversation continued for the entirety of the event. It took her some time to finally feel comfortable enough to look up to me, and even more time to stop fiddling with her pedant. But the conversation was smooth, and her jokes were funny. At times, I almost forgot she was naked, that is until a nipple popped into view or her legs spread a bit. I could sense she knew I stared, but luckily, she didn't mention it. I was afraid it would cause her to clam up again.\n\nWhen the last signal was sound, we both stood up, unsure of how to proceed. At least I was. It seemed like Alexa hatched an entire plan in the meantime. She got very close to me. Too close, actually. I could feel her body against me as she zipped me free from my jacket. I was too stunned to say or do anything, and a bit intimidated that she was undressing me now, but once my jacket was off she backed off to my surprise.\n\n\"I'll return the jacket in a sec,\" she said while zipping it on her. The sight of Alexa wearing only a jacket with nothing to cover her crotch was oddly more erotic and arousing than seeing her in full nudity. Or perhaps, it was simply her newfound confidence that made her shine in a different light.\n\nShe quickly turned around and skipped towards the area they presumably kept their clothes at. I wasn't sure if she said anything, more because I was too entranced by her ass jiggling with each step she took.\n\n**\n\n\"Do you think we can do it again?\" She asked as she handed me back my jacket.\n\n\"Sure.\"\n\n\"Okay, but you are the naked one next time.\"\n\n***\n\nI hope this turned out fine. It isn't particularly sexual so I hope that did not disappoint. This was more of an exercise than a full-fledged story, so I only passed on it once to tidy up a little.\n\nI hope to hear what you think about it and any critique you have."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: a dominatrix is looking to dominate a man but with a twist: she wants to control him into making sound financial moves in budgeting and retirement savings. Typically a findom controls a man by demanding payments to her but this one demands he lives a fiscally prudent lifestyle. | [
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"content": "Steve pulls his clunker of a car into the run down stripmall parking lot. He pulls into an empty spot and parks. Getting out of the car he glances around noticing the lack of repairs and upkeep to the area. There's a gym with no one inside, an electronic store with devices from 10 years ago in the window display, a knock off $1 store, and at the end of the building a door with a sign above that reads Betty's finances consulting. The window next to the door is covered from inside with a curtain and only has a neon sign that reads open.\n\nSteve walks over and enters the door to Betty's consulting. Inside is dimly lite. Off to the side is a cheap love seat next to a dirty fish tank. In front of Steve is an old oriental woman behind a beat up small counter. The whole setup reminds Steve of those cheap asain massage parlors were they didn't actually give massages. \n\n\"Hello. Welcome. Come. You appointment?\" The older woman asks Steve in broken English. \n\n\"No. Is walk ins welcome?\" Steve asks hesitantly. \n\n\"Yes. Good. Sit. I check if available sweety.\" The old woman says as she points to the love seat and walks behind a beaded curtain doorway behind herself.\n\nSteve heads over to sit but before he can the old lady returns and says \"come. You lucky. No wait. This way.\" She gestures to a closed door and opens it. Steve follows as the old lady leads him down a small hallway with a few closed doors. She stops in front of one and turns to Steve.\n\n\"$100.00. Upfront. Pay.\" The old woman says and holds out her hand.\n\n\"Eeerr... I'm not sure... I came here to...\" Steve starts to say but can't seem to decide on what to say.\n\n\"Pay. She help you. No problem. Very good. No regret.\" The old woman says with a stern look on her face.\n\nSteve pulls out his wallet and counts out $100 and hands it to the old woman.\n\nThe old woman makes the money disappear like magic and than pushes Steve in threw the door closing it behind him.\n\nInside the room is still dimly lite like the rest of the place. Pushed up against one wall is a massage table. On the other side of the room is a small flimsy desk with a beat up chair on Steve side with a woman in her 30 behind it.\n\n\"Please sit down. My names Jill. Did you bring paperwork with you?\" The woman behind the desk asks.\n\n\"Paperwork?\" Steve asks as he sits down.\n\n\"Latest credit card statements, bank statements, any loan documents, pay stubs, things of that nature. If I'm to help you sort out your life I need to see where you are now.\" Jill says as she stares at Steve.\n\n\"Eerr.. no. I should have. I was looking to find help but didn't think I'd get to see someone right away otherwise I would have.\" Steve says.\n\nJill rummages in one of the desk drawers and pulls out a calling card. She stands up and walks around to stand in front of Steve. \"Take this. Come back with the paper work and give the card to the old bat outside when you return. She won't charge you again if you give her the card so don't forget it. Once you come back with the paperwork we can see what needs to be done and how much you will owe me for helping you\" Jill says.\n\n\"Eeerr.. OK. I can do that. But how does this work? I bring in my paperwork and than what?\" Asks Steve.\n\n\"That's simple. Once I see what you have going on I'll set you up with a budget and help you further with getting your shit working for you instead of you working for your shit. Once we get you heading in the right direction we'll have some schedule appointments to checkup on how your doing. Like report cards from school but with your statements instead. If you follow my guidance and are heading in the right direction I'll reward you. Simple as that. Depending on your situation we'll have you in a better place in no time.\" Jill says.\n\n\"Err OK. I think I understand. But you said reward, what kind of rewards?\" Steve asks.\n\nJill smirks and lifts her eyebrows as she quickly glances at the massage table against the wall and looks back at Steve. \"The fun kind\" Jill says. \"The kind you wouldn't get from some big firm if you catch what I'm saying?\""
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"content": "Would you mind if it's a loud house prompt? Like the characters would be aged up, obv, but they would be those characters \nI'm thinking clyde lincoln and two others enter into a dick measuring contest before the first day of college, or some kind of hazing. Loser gets to be the school cumdump for a week. Before the big day, lincoln sees clyde's dick at a urinal and his jaw drops, knowing he's going to lose. He gets Lisa or Lucy to make his dick bigger (either a dick growing machine, or a curse) which only shrinks it even more. They get to the competition, with lincoln desperately trying to chicken out. It goes nowhere, and he gets stuck in a wall or a glory hole or just handcuffed to a light post. People laugh at his dick and fuck im, including his sisters \nOr it could be that Lucy acidentally hits herself with the curse of a succubus and ends up being so horny she rapes lincoln and makes a glory hole in a public bathroom. \nOr it could be just a ship fic between Lincoln and fukin any of the sisters. I'd prefer Lisa or Lucy cause I got a thing for nerds and goths (or both) but it's a ship fic, it's more about which characters you like the most. Oh, and Lisa alters their DNA in the end so there's no weirdness in the offspring. \nAgain, all 18 in these ideas. Lisa is the youngest so if you're doing anything with her, that'd put lincoln at... 24 I think?"
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"content": "Your classmates complain about getting fucked by their part-time jobs for shitty wages, and you commiserate with them, saying you're experiencing the same. What you don't tell them is that you're a sugar baby, you literally get fucked, and you're paid way more than minimum wage (free ride through college, etc) from your sugar daddy. But things change one day when you walk in for your next paycheck, and see, to your horror, your sugar daddy's wife waiting for you. She's sitting on the couch, wineglass in hand, wearing nothing more than lacy black stockings and stilletos - that are resting on the back of her husband, who's naked, cuffed, ball-gagged and on his hands and knees in front of her. As he stares at you in fear and mortification, her scarlet lips part in a sharklike grin. \"So, this is where all our savings have been going.\"\n\nEdit: I give you free rein with this prompt, but if possible, I'd love if you could incorporate some of these elements:\n\n1. Karen decides to teach the boy how to be a \"real man\" by forcing him to eat her out. She first has her husband demonstrate (saying something like \"good thing sucking dick hasn't made you forget how to eat pussy\"), and then it's the boy's turn.\n\n2. Karen has the men show her what they get up to when they're together, then decides to try it out on the boy using a strap on larger than her husband's dick.\n\n3. Husband gets spitroasted by Karen and the boy"
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"content": "omake (part 2) a one more little story of carlos and helena play.\n\nHelena open the door and when she take off the heels, feel her nose being invaded by the sweet smell of fruit and chocolate. She walk for the kitchen guided by his smell\n\nand stop with the vision of Carlos naked ass and bulging belly with small, swollen breasts and full of milk through the thin fabric of the apron who is the only piece of clothe that he is using.\n\nLike a predador, Helena sneak behind Carlo, scaring him and making him splash some sweet on his chest.\n\nHelena shape her tongue into a longe and soft, warm tentacle like organ and clean Carlos chest and neck.\n\n\"what is this?\" she\n\n\"i dont know, i just try to make a surprise for you\" carlos say shrinking in her arms and tongue.\n\nHelena hands grab his naked buttchecks making his squeak in surprsie and Carlos feel his tiny cock hard as possible as he fell helena member stroking his butt throught skirt.\n\nHe bend over the sink, passing a finger on the mix of chocolate and fruits and passing the mix in his own face. Helena tongue go up his neck, passing for his lips until clean the chocollate of his face.\n\n\"you hare, how dare provoking me?\" her ask caress his six month belly pregnanty and perky tittys.\n\nShe caress carlos body inside the apron, playing with his tits, milking them. While her tongue glides like a tentacle of flesh into his mouth.\n\nHelena invade his mouth and throath, making him squirm for air in her arms. Carlos try fight in a mix of pleasure and dispair, until feel the arm liquid run donw by his legs.\n\nCarlos Carlos feels his legs tremble and almost falls as his lungs gasp for air, but Helena holds him firmly by the hips. He looks at her with teary and begging eyes. She smile and grab his groin, squeezing his hard and pathetic tiny genitalia and once again Carlos feel the electric passing through her body as him feel his cock and balls shrink until desspear into a pink and thight slit.\n\n\"I was waiting for the chance to do this\" says helena turning carlos to her.\n\nwith a savage movement she lifts him and lays him down on the wooden table, legs apart. Carlos looked scared at the 8 inch hard member in his small entrance.\n\nHelena's face turned feral as her tongue moved like a wild whip across her husband's soft body.\n\n\"h-helena\" he tried to say\n\nBut without him being able to speak anymore, she pushed the member inside him causing him to let out a cry of pain and surprise. Helena dug her fingers into Carlos' thigh as she pumped deeper and deeper.\n\nCarlos' mind flew into a slump of pleasure that took the place of pain as the shifter fucked him harder and harder and the alien tongue played with his hard breasts and lips. The last memory before Carlos fell into the abyss of pleasure was the gigantic tongue (or maybe more than one tongue) hugging his body, squeezing his breasts and invading his mouth.\n\nHe didn't understand the situation, he just wondered. would it be that forever? would it be just a factory for baby shifters? maybe helena got tired and devoured him or maybe she turned him into some lewd object to live around her dick? but those questions no longer mattered, whatever it was, he just enjoyed it.\n\nps: i tried my best. but sometimes i feel i am complete coomer."
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"content": "Olin didn't really fit the bill of orc. Large, muscular, green, sure. She regularly engaged in weightlifting competitions and had recently started getting into ju-jitsu.\n\nAt home however... \"HELL YEAH! NEW SEASOOOON, LET'S GOOOO!\"\n\n\"Nyeh, that anime sucks.\" Carlos shrugged and gestured to another one on the right. \"Classics, woman, do you have no taste?\"\n\n\"Blergh. SBY has too much bullshit.\" Olin flipped through a few more, the both of them topless as usual. \n\nCarlos groaned after a minute of flipping through various shows. \"Fuck, where's the good shit gone?\"\n\n\"Elvish mass production,\" Olin muttered. \"They can draw a few hundred frames easily, plus the new deepfake tech means they can get away with lower framerates.\"\n\n\"...so now they can afford to spam with shitty animes and hope one takes off?\" Olin nods. \n\nOlin flipped back to her first choice. \"Fuck it, we're doin this one. All the others suck dick.\"\n\n\"...\" Carlos looked over, uncharacteristically serious. \"Hey. I gotta ask, what was it like back...\" \n\nHe made a circular gesture with his hand. Olin sighed and turned the volume down. \n\n\"Fuckin shit. Studying's for losers, doin anythin but fuckin, fightin, or other bullshit's for losers, and if you disagree, you're a loser. Wasn't so bad, till people... y'know. Figured out other shit existed.\"\n\n\"Lemme guess, counterculture?\" Olin nodded. She stared into the ceiling.\n\n(might fninish later hecc)"
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"content": "Knight barely managed to jump behind a large stone pillar before a wall of flesh melting heat shot past her, flames uncomfortably close to signing a pant leg. \n\n“For the last time, we don’t want your gold!” She stood uneasily on a small pile of coins as she peaked out behind the pillar, hoping to find her companions alive and well.\n\nThey were. \n\nShe breathed a sigh of relief, thanking fate for small mercies, though they didn’t appear to be faring too well on their ends either.\n\nHealer had not made it very far in their last attempt to flee, courtesy of his short dwarven legs and the dragon’s spiked tail swiping at him like a deadly mace, while Ranger had resorted to throwing treasure at the dragon in order to disorient it. Arrows had quickly proven themselves to be useless. Bard on the other hand did not even have the courtesy to pretend that he wanted to leave. He was flirting with the dragon, while standing safely above the chaos on a stone ledge. \n\n“Bard you bastard, help us!”\n\nBoth the dragon and Bard merely glanced at her before resuming their conversation.\n\n“Now your dragoness, you are known as the destroyer, but have you ever been properly destroyed before?” He winked at the oversized lizard in a manner that was most likely meant to be seductive, but just made him look like a frog.\n\nHeaven knows how that guy managed to have sex so often with pickup lines like this.\n\nThe dragon certainly seemed interested, as it let out a deep chuckle, rattling through every coin within the lofty cave. “No one has managed that before my dear songbird, but I’d be more than willing to demonstrate to you exactly why they call me the destroyer.” Was it hodding its eyes? It looked like it was.\n\nKnight shook her head. She was focusing on the wrong details right now, they were still in a life threatening situation.\n\n“Bard!” She screamed as loud as physically possible, voice cracking with desperation.\n\nThe man let out an annoyed sigh and took a hold of the lyre fastened onto his hip, striking a pose while brandishing his instrument for the world to see. “Behold my beloved audience, with this work of art I shall serenade you.” He winked at the dragon again.\n\nPlease put it to sleep. Knight begged internally, not daring to speak out loud in case the giant lizard heard her and decided to take offense. Don’t do anything stupid, just make sure we can leave quietly and then we can put this whole thing behind us. If he got them out of this she would even forgive him for being a selfish asshole.\n\n“Let my song invigorate your spirits!”\n\nVery familiar notes sounded through the room, filling Knight’s mind with thoughts of battle and honor, rejuvenating her energy and helping her stand tall and proud again. \n\nShe blinked once.\n\nThat man would be castrated, even if it was the last thing she ever did.\n\n“So we’re leaving him here, right?” Healer more stated than asked as he jumped forward and slid down a sizable hill of coins, getting multiple pieces of gold stuck within his impressive beard. During any other time he would have inspected them for their materials and origin. Now he just shook them out hurriedly, afraid of being accused of actual and not just attempted theft by the treasure’s deadly owner.\n\n“Best idea I’ve heard in a while.” Ranger was about to grab another handful of coins and launch them at the dragon, but Healer was faster and launched his staff first, making her catch it on instinct.\n\n“Don’t touch that!” He hissed, running towards Knight as the dragon’s tail swiped once again. Treasure launched everywhere, filling the enormous room with echo after echo as they bounced off the floor and walls. “Leave the gold, it doesn't work anyways. We have nothing that could penetrate a dragon’s hide.”\n\n“I know something to penetrate a dragon with.”\n\nToday’s person of interest laughed at the innuendo, the sound hammered deep down into Knight’s bones. She waved towards her companions, beckoning them to seek shelter behind the pillar before the dragon decided to try its hand at fire again.\n\n“But the penetrating is my job, little bird.” It grinned with a smile purely made of razor sharp teeth, the smallest ones had to be at least the size of a finger.\n\nWhy would anyone willingly have sex with that? There were far more noble ways to die.\n\nNo longer out in the open, Knight took a moment to examine her friends. “Are you guys okay? Any injuries or breaks? If its bad I still have some potions.”\n\nHealer whacked her shoulder with his freshly retrieved staff. “Calm down pointy ears, me and the kid are fine.”\n\nRanger nodded, though she was already visibly annoyed at being referred to as a kid. “Can you believe they’re still going at it?” \n\n“Yes. Sadly I am very much an eyewitness.” Knight frowned at the all too familiar picture of Bard securing yet another conquest.\n\n“Let’s get out of here before I can never look at gold the same way again.” Healer motioned towards a crack in the wall, from which Knight’s sensitive ears could make out the sound of wind. \n\n“The highest punishment for a dwarf. Let’s go.” They moved quickly, the dragon having seemingly lost all interest, even as they clambered all over its gold.\n\nTo finally have solid ground under her feet felt like a blessing, Knight didn’t even bother listening to the revolting attempts at flirtation anymore, as she ushered her companions through the large crack. \n\n“Wonder what’s gotten into him this time.” Healer waved off her attempts at trying to baby him.\n\n“What do you mean, he always does that?” Knight turned around for a moment, no longer able to hear what was happening inside the cave.\n\n“Aye, with women. Careful, don't trip!” The dwarf steadied her as she nearly fell over her own feet, getting caught in a small crevice. “But he’s always stayed away from large men. Do you remember that one time he jumped out of a window to flee from an orc? Nearly broke his neck.” \n\nSudden light forced Knight to close her eyes and made her groan in displeasure as Ranger turned around. With her being the only one without night vision, she needed a glow stone to see. \n\n“Sorry.” She quickly put the stone down. “That dragon is male?”\n\nHealer scoffed, rolling his eyes in annoyance. “Don’t they teach you children anything nowadays? The claws were relatively short compared to the paws and the tail spikes faced backwards not upwards. He is obviously male.”\n\nThere was nothing obvious about that in Knight’s opinion. Distinguishing a dragon’s gender was not exactly a common activity most people partook in, knowing not to touch their hoard was more than enough for the general populace.\n\nShe looked back through the darkness, searching for the distant gleam of gold. “Should we save him?” Knight might have sworn to kill that bastard in the heat of the moment, but he was still their friend. Though how exactly they were supposed to save him was another matter entirely.\n\nSilence fell over the group as they strained to pick up any signs of life from the cave.\n\nThe dragon was able to spit fire, a lot of fire.\n\n“He’s resilient.”\n\nRogue and Knight nodded in agreement.\n\n“We’ll just wait outside. I think there was a river nearby, anyone in the mood for fish?”\n\nThe promise of food got the group moving, chatting animatedly about their next destination as they very happily ignored their companion's oncoming plight.\n\nSaid companion was in an equally good mood, arguably even better. It was not everyday one managed to seduce a dragon, they were very elusive and solitary creatures. This story would pay for itself handsomely during his next visit to the tavern.\n\n“Now my dear, you wouldn’t happen to have a bed hidden away somewhere.”\n\nDragons sounded quite peculiar while laughing, a deep, bone rattling noise that seemed to crawl out of their chest slowly and echo after itself before it even left the throat.\n\n“No, I tend to sleep atop my treasure.” He extended a scale covered claw towards Bard, large enough that he could fit into the palm comfortably, and allowed him to take a seat."
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"content": ">!\\[This turned into a scifi impregnation scene with a lot of worldbuilding.\\] !<\n\nThe barcade looked like any other you'd find at a spaceport frequented by Terrans. It had a blue carpet with a childish galactic print, and was lit by lights that only reflected off of certain parts of the Terran's visible spectrum. There were games with joysticks, steering wheels, and tickets you could trade for prizes. There was beer on tap, or the best it could be replicated. Old Terrans complained that there was no subtle variety of flavor in replicated beer. What made this barcade different was the darkened windows and the sign that said \"21+. NO MINORS\" evocative of a period in time where children were abundant and ran loose through cities and towns.\n\nYour ears turn as a Terran enters the barcade, tinny music and Terran grunts catching your attention and then fading as the door closes. On a whim, you follow.\n\nThe door has just shut behind you when a Terran with bright red hair steps in front of you. \"Welcome to Bar-None Arcade. I'll need some ID.\" She winks. *This must be a bouncer.* Bouncers had been rendered obsolete with the fertility crisis. There were so few children now. You fumble for something with your name on it. \"CREW ID: LIGHTNING BUG. BEN REYN. HAIR: BLUE. EYES: BROWN. CATFOLK\" She glances at it, glances back at you, and then shrugs and hands it back to you, saying \"Welcome to Pound Kontrol. First time?\" Her voice snaps your attention back from the sight of a couple fondling each other at the bar. You nod and she continues \"This is the entry space. You go behind the curtain, that's a Zone 11. Terran sponsored, so play is free. Got a venereal vax stamp?\" Your mind scrambles back through time. *Ciel IV, no, we barely spent any time at port. Gaia II, no, it was before that.* \"At least three ports ago,\" you say sheepishly. \"Bartender! A shot for our new feline friend!\" she barks.\n\nThe bartender disappears into the back room to load a double V. The venereal vaccination cocktail was a little different at each port, tailored to whatever outbreaks had happened in the last decade. Your arm would be sore, but hopefully there was someone behind the curtain who could take your mind off of that. Catfolk and Terrans were compatible, and as a traveler your genes were more likely to take. It had taken Terrans a while to come around to the idea of mixed young, but given their history as a young species it was no wonder they had so many hang-ups.\n\n\"Ready?\" The bartender held the injector and raised an eyebrow. You sigh and pull off your shirt. *Won't be needing this much longer.* His meaty fingers grab your deltoid and you feel a sharp pinch. \"There you go, sport. I think you'll find our Eleven particularly well prepared to receive you.\" \"Oh?\" you reply, \"What makes them more prepared than the Eleven in Gaia?\"\n\nYou had been the Zone 11 in Gaia, but it was much more... efficient. You had been whisked through a series of lines to confirm your venereal vax, signed a waiver that indicated any offspring produced could become Terran citizens, and been ushered into a room with a hole in the wall. Not very personal, but brutally efficient. It would be difficult for anyone to say that Gaia's Zone 11 wasn't prepared for a wide range of visitors.\n\n\"Well, \" the bartender replies, \"I think you'll need to experience that firsthand. Cubbies are by the door.\" You remove the rest of your clothing, freeing your tail from it's coiled position against your back. Clothing safe in the cubby, you step through the curtain, secure in the knowledge that if this Eleven didn't suit you, you could always leave.\n\nA clothed Terran Women approaches you, and hands you a cup of clear liquid. \"Drink\", she intones. You lift the cup to your lips with both hands, and the subtle traces of minerals assault your sense of taste. \"This is \" you begin, eyes widening, but you are cut off. She finishes your sentence, \"water from Terra I. A precious import for a precious traveler. Drink.\" You close your eyes to heighten your sense of taste. When you open them again, there are two Terran women sitting by your feet. Both are nude.\n\nThe nude women play softly with themselves and each other, and the room smells of Terran musk.\n\nYou address them. The Terrans have their rituals, and you have yours. \"You seek to bear Terrans for your nation. I can only give you kits.\" When neither of the women leave, you set to work. \"Stroke me\""
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"content": "In an effort to control population growth and eliminate genetic disease, the Department of Human Reproduction mandated in 2052 that pregnancy is strictly regulated and licensed. Getting pregnant by anyone other than your officially assigned reproductive partner carried heavy fines, or worse.\n\n&#x200B;\n\nNora and William had been married for 5 years, and in general had a great relationship. They had good jobs, kept in shape, and even managed to get into one of the rare single family homes on the north side of town. 3 years ago their application for a sexual relations license had gone through which allowed them to have intercourse with each other and they definitely had made regular use of it. After lots of discussion they had decided it was time to have a baby, so they applied for a reproduction license.\n\n&#x200B;\n\nAs the designated \"female seeking reproduction\" Nora of course listed her husband William as her preferred partner. As a backup she also listed a few secondary selections including Matt - her nerdy but friendly coworker and Kevin - her ex-boyfriend from college.\n\n&#x200B;\n\nAfter 8 weeks the notifications came through on Nora and William's phones, but it was not the news they had been hoping for. The first notification went to both Nora and William informing them that their sexual relations license had been temporarily suspended. This meant that if either of them got their groins too close to each other their implant chips would start loudly beeping. If they didn't \"disengage\" within 30 seconds they would be fined $500 each. They would have to sleep in separate beds again, just like when they were first together. This was to avoid any accidental proximity alerts during the night, in case in their sleep the implant chips in their pelvises accidentally came within 8 inches of each other.\n\n&#x200B;\n\nThe next set of notifications only went to Nora. Her reproduction license had been approved, but her assigned partner was Frank Johnson, the guy who lived in the house 3 doors down from them. He of course was also listed as her new sexual relations partner. Nora had run into Frank a few times walking around the neighborhood but didn't know much about him other than he was about 40 years old, had a goatee, lived in a maroon house, and drove a silver pickup truck. And now suddenly Frank was the only person she could legally have sex with, and the person she was required to have a baby with."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Her sultry, mischievous friend offered to pay for her eyesight gene mods, but only if she let her include some breast expansion ones too... She didn't realize just how big she'd get, or if there'd be other sexy bonus mods! | [
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"content": ">!Not wholesome and not sexy.!< \nContinuation of this story but it's written to be a standalone. \nhttps://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/l1sro8/wp\\_her\\_hacker\\_friend\\_was\\_so\\_adept\\_that\\_they\\_could/ \n\\-\n\nThe cacophony of sound was intense, like a mismatched orchestra playing out of time. Sarah plucked at the individual instruments, pulling their sound from her right ear, her hand dancing across the keyboard to pull it free and add it's music to her left.\r \nA voice cut through the audio, Piri’s curt words snapping at her in the heat of the moment. “How’s it coming?”\r \n“There is… there’s a lot… I- I’ve got it.” said Sarah, trying to hold her place.\r \nOne by one the strands of discord came together on her left until the last nerve signal was put in place.\r \nShe held up a thumb to the air while holding the headphone firmly to her ear, following the rhythm of Chris’ heart through the sympathetic nerve signals. Her lips curled into a smile as it grew faster, pulling the headphone off her right ear, the cheering of the team reaching her. Chris was in his new body. He spoke, his real voice a fraction of a second behind the nerve signals on her left.\r \n“I feel… perfect… there are no aches or pains or anything.” said Chris.\r \nSarah slipped off her headphones, her returning stereo audio pinpointing the location of the voices… the slight echo reminding her of the room's dimensions and her location within it.\r \n“Chris, how is your vision?” asked Piri, her voice high and trill.\r \n“Fine… came on slower than Marek but it's… indistinguishable.”\r \n“Thaddeus, all good on your end?”\r \nThe dull rumble of Thaddeus grumbled his confirmation.\r \n“I’m convinced we can do it then.”\r \n“Do what?” asked Sarah.\r \n“You can get her hopes up.” said Thaddeus.\r \nShe heard Piri’s confident steps approach her, the hand on her shoulder coming as a surprise. The woman moved too silently.\r \n“The next body is yours, we can fix you,” said Piri.\r \nSarah sat speechless… the words distant as her mind raced and the room moved on without her. Did she want to be fixed? Chris’ voice broke her from her thoughts.\r \n“...It’s like the sun… that felt incredible!”\r \n“Thaddeus, do you want to start Sarah’s body? I’m going to introduce Chris to his.” said Piri, her voice oozing with innuendo that wrankled Sarah.\r \nA hand closed toward her, tapping the bench to announce it’s arrival, Simon… he was always courteous like that. He rested it on her arm.\r \n“Are you ok?” he asked, barely audible even to her. She gave a faint nod.\r \n\\-\r \n“Can I touch it?” asked Sarah.\r \n“No.” grumbled Thaddeus. His voice booming down from above her.\r \n“I’m hardly ‘seeing’ it if I don’t.”\r \nThere was a long pause and a rumbled. “Hm”\r \nLatex flapped at her fingers and she slid the gloves on.\r \n“I’m going to touch people when I wear it, I don’t know why you’re so protective.”\r \n“First of all, you’re not wearing it, it is you. Second, it’s perfect and clean… I’d like to keep it that way and Thirdly, you took me 3 weeks to build so yes… I’m protective.”\r \nSarah would have rolled her eyes if it meant anything to her… she ran her hand over the perfectly smooth… arm. Feeling up it’s shoulder to the face.\r \nHer hand’s snapped back. It… It was exactly like her.\r \n“It feels… beautiful for starters but… longer?”\r \n“You will be 6-2.”\r \n“That will take some getting used too.”\r \nShe felt down the slender neck to the pronounced collarbones, the body was slender, more so than her slightly chubby frame. It was hard to tell through the gloves but it felt real… Piri felt real aside from the slight vibrations within her and the uniformity of her temperature.\r \nShe felt down and blushed.\r \n“Um… Thaddeus… have you gotten laid recently? Those… they are not mine.”\r \n“Piri has an aesthetic in mind.”\r \n“Super model?”\r \n“Super human.”\r \n“Can you tone it down a little… I'm barely a B cup.”\r \n“No… She’s perfect. I wont inflict your sins on her flesh.” he grumbled, his heavy footfalls falling away. She had pushed too far… no, this was reasonable! she was not this… shape. Would Chris like them more? Sarah shook the childish thought free. She wasn’t trying on a dress, those would be hers. Her hands wandered down, she was curious about something but… she would have to find out later. At least she would be almost as tall as Thaddeus. His voice would be almost level with her head instead of shouting down at her… would look level with her head. Sarah’s fingers lingered over the temple of… what was soon to be hers. Her new eyes."
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"content": "It had been hell on their sex life and in his moments of most honest self reflection he had to admit he had been flirting with Kristie, the receptionist at his geriatric medical practice. His partner Ken even ribbed him about it—which surprised him that it had been so noticeable.\n\nBut Tom didn’t want to leave Tracy—he just needed…well, exactly what did he need? Was wanting sex too selfish given Katherines illness?\n\n“Tracy,” he said over coffee at their thick cherry dining table one Wednesday morning. Wednesday was his administrative day when he finished chart notes and caught up on paper work. Interminable insurance forms and prior authorizations. He was no rush to get to work. His two well daughters had caught the bus to school, and Katherine, weak from chemotherapy, remained in bed half asleep.\n\n“Um, Tracy, I………”"
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"content": "Part 1\nMaisie just turned 18 and it’s her first day of school. In her first Hypnotism session, she finds out her twin sister is the hypnotist. She soon finds out why the class is 18+.\n\n \n\nThe first day at university always brings with it some anxiety while also a feeling of joy in meeting again with some friends that I haven’t seen for a while. I’m not an extremely sociable girl, but I do like keeping connections with old classmates. Having said that, for the first semester I have applied for a rather unpopular subject, and none of my friends were in that class. When I got to the classroom, I walked to the back, up some stairs, and sat more or less at the center of the classroom’s width. Students were still walking in, some evidently knowing each other and sitting in clusters, while others taking random seats quietly. This was the 18+ Hypnotism Class.\n\nI was observing the people coming through the door, taking in the faces of my new classmates, refraining from any judgment, when at one point I had to do a double take as a very familiar face walked in. My twin sister marched in with an air of authority, hugging some files and papers in her arms. She pushed up her round rim gold glasses and walked straight up to the teacher’s desk at the front of the class. At first I thought that’s so cool she also picked this subject without knowing it was also my choice, but then as the seconds rolled forward and she roamed about the teacher’s desk, it started dawning on me that maybe she’s not a student at all! She had sad she had gotten a special job at the university, but I sure did not think it was teaching, and definitely not that it would have been hypnosis! I should have realized earlier though, with her being in a dark grey suit, white shirt and black heels. She held her hands together as she looked up to the students still chattering between them and said “well class looks more or less complete from the numbers I see, shall we start?”. Some people uttered yesses, others barely acknowledged as my sister, whose name is Nicola by the way, looked in my direction and winked with a smile. I gave a tiny finger wave and smiled back still baffled by the fact she’ll be teaching this class.\n\nNicola started writing some words in a kind of list on the whiteboard that seemed disjoint and random at first, till a second list started mapping onto the first and she added the titles ‘Anchors’ and ‘Actions’ on each list respectively. She turned back facing the class and announced “As I hope you all are aware, this is an eighteen plus class. And here I pose the first question, any of you ever thought of using hypnotism to add interest to your sex life?”, she paused as some giggles and whispers filled the room briefly before she continued, “well this will be the focus of our class for the first three or four sessions, where you will learn the art of hypnotism to bring creative ideas to life. “. Amused voices filled the room once again among smiling faces and hand covered mouths, as students eyed the words on the board that mentioned sexual desires and body parts. “I need a volunteer to conduct the first demonstration please”, as she scanned the room for any raised hands. No one budged. I felt rather comfortable now, knowing my sister is my teacher and I quickly stretched my arm straight up to volunteer. “Oh great we have a volunteer! Come down here please Maisie”, I pulled down a bit on my pleated skirt and I obeyed.\n\nShe had me sit down on a chair and preached to the class on what the next steps will entail and how she will carry out this first hypnosis. She started pressing my right shoulder with her hand at steady intervals as she spoke and then said I’ll be sleeping on the count of three. The next thing I remember then is waking up in a haze, lying down on the teacher’s desk, facing up. “When did I get up here?”, I remember thinking. This haze I was in impeded me from getting up, and I just laid there, face up, with my knees up and feet tucked to the side. My skirt hung between my legs, covering my inner thighs. Then my sister’s somewhat distant voice came saying “You’ve always wanted me to finger you, you know you want these fingers, and now you want them more than ever and crave them more than anything”, at which point a rush of heat overtook my body and suddenly I was so turned on and needing relief so badly! I couldn’t believe what was happening and yet could not think about anything else. “Pleeease finger me” I uttered in a low voice. She ignored my words and proceeded “You four in the front row, please come forward to see up close the hypnosis in action”. In no time, three girls and a guy were standing at the end of the table where my legs are. The urge and craving was increasing really bad, and this time I said in a louder voice “Please I need you inside me!”, and some of the students next to me giggled. Nicola grabbed a long wooden stick and used it to lift up my skirt over my knees revealing my panty. There I laid, legs wide open with my crotch on show as Nicola encouraged the group of students “get closer, it won’t bite, I want you to see well what happens next”.\n\nBy now I was really begging, “I need you inside me, pleeeease” as I could feel my face flush. Nicola was still explaining stuff to the students while my mind was exploding with the most perverse thoughts I could imagine. Her finger circled my crotch and hovered in air, “as you can see here her panties are still dry, but slowly slowly you will see them get damper as her pussy becomes more wet”. My hips were thrusting back and forth in tiny oscillations, “pleease fuck me now! I can’t take it any longer”. “Oop there you go, look here students”, she excitedly called for their attention as she pointed at my now wet panties, “as you can see, a hypnosis is not only psychological, but also affects the body physically”. As she took back her hand, the guy among the summoned students leaned in and poked my pussy lips with his finger through the panty’s fabric. Oh my god I feel all my body tingling without even getting fucked and I need something in me so bad! “Hey!”, Nicola interrupted, “please do not touch. This eighteen plus class is only possible thanks to strict rules we need to abide by. Going forward we will do very interesting stuff, but we are not allowed to have physical contact, or the university will stop this subject. We will be making use of props where needed when certain things need to be simulated. Ok thank you now, please you may all go back to your seats”.\n\nNicola turned towards me commanding that I sit up on the desk, and I obliged. “At the snap of my fingers you will come to, and exit this hypnosis instantly, shaking away all the horniness you feel in you right now, aaaaaaaand *snap*!”. Immediately my heart slowed down, I felt cold air around me and all the sounds were once more crisp and clear. “Thank you Maisie, you were a great sport and helped a great deal with my delivery of this first demo.”, said Nicola, followed by the question, “Now would you mind staying for one more demo please?”. I was still sitting down on the desk, and I look forward towards the class, suddenly realizing that I’ve just been exposed so explicitly in front of these fourteen students. I was embarrassed. But then as I looked better at them, I could see them staring forward with not much expression and definitely no judging going on. This helped me better believe Nicola’s next words “It’s ok don’t be shy, it is all for education and the acquisition of new skills. We are all here to learn, and everyone will get their turn”. I nodded and smiled to give my approval.\n\n“Ok class”, Nicola announced, “for this new exercise I will need another volunteer. Someone who won’t mind getting kissed, since that’s as far as our physical contact can get to. Who’s up for it?”. A few students raised their hands, including a sweet girl sitting in the center of the class, who Nicola decided to pick. She told her to come to the front of the class, next to us. Her hair was blue and purple slowly swinging as she watched her step down the stairs between the desks, in her light blue jeans and white Nikes. Her ears shimmered as the light of the classroom hit her long earrings that I could not make out what they were from the distance.\n\n“What is your name dear?”, asked Nicola. A soft voice came back with her eyes to the floor “Noelia”. “Ok Noelia, we’ll be doing an exercise where you will be hypnotizing our volunteer Maisie here, ok?”. “Ok”, the soft voice replied once again. “Ok class, in the previous demonstration I wanted to show you how far hypnosis can control someone’s desires, whilst understanding the psychological and physical effects of it. In the following exercise, I will take you through a more casual and useful hypnosis…. Making someone kiss you”. “Maisie please come stand over here, and you Noelia, stand to her left”. I slid off the table and walked where I was assigned to. I can’t say I was turned on now, but my panties were still wet. Yet, as Noelia approached me I caught a whiff of her sweet fragrance and something started in me. “Noelia, place your hand on Maisie’s left shoulder and every three seconds press it slightly in a ‘I’m here’ kind of way”, Nicola continued explaining, “Now the most important thing to keep in mind when you are still a beginner hypnotist, is to introduce the wakeup action within your hypnosis initiation, to avoid situations where you cannot bring people out of it. The better you become at it, the less you’ll need to do this, and you’d be able to get people out of their trance in your own way”.\n\n“Noelia, you will now tell Maisie to sleep on your count of three and that she’ll only wake up when you snap. At Noelia's command, I was under hypnosis and gone."
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"content": "Mikael brushed aside his pitch black bangs, blush rampant across his face. He was avoiding eye contact, shame burning his nerve endings and forming a void in his stomach.\n\n\"Sorry we're late.\"\n\nThe golden blonde braided beauty sitting silently next to him with a soft smile, formed their bowls, pouring the stew into the metal containers and offering them to the group.\n\nThe other two, a burly berserker and an uppity, mousy mage girl with twin pony tails looked on with questions upon questions.\n\n\"This is... ahem... this is Frieda. Without her armor.\"\n\nFrieda scootted closer to Mikael, the young spellblade.\n\n\"How is the stew, young master?\" She inquired, a knowing yet soothing smile on her face.\n\n\"Its delicious.\" He admitted. The surprisingly rich and savory taste off the wild boar meat... Frieda was an amazing cook on top of being a valiant knight.\n\n\"Young Master? Mikael, who the hell is this woman?\" Sera, a typical offense mage, felt jealousy boil in her veins.\n\nMikael sighed, before finishing his meal and handing it off to his apparent vassal.\n\n\"Shes... my bodyguard, essentially. I'm the son of the Duke of Farrencliffe. She was assigned to assist and protect me.\"\n\n\"Tis my duty to assist young master Mikael in all his endeavors.\" She eloquently added, hand over her heart as if she were saluting. As she said it, she gazed into her master's eyes. Clearly proud of her duty.\n\nSera felt her vessels bulge in her head. Who even is this woman? She just explained, but Sera still didn't know why she was here! Is she supposed to believe that this walking suit of armor following them around for the last two weeks was Mikael's personal chauffeur? With her dumb tall and slender stature and her stupid boobs!\n\nSera tossed her empty bowl into the pile with the rest of the dirty dishes. \"I'm going to bed!\"\n\nShe stomped away, furious. This must be what its like to feel jealousy. To have the one you love stolen by some strange and conveniently subservient woman. She couldn't tell if she was mad at Mikael or Frieda... or both. Thus, the spark of jealousy was born.\n\nThe berserker watched on, enjoying the gruel.\n\nLater on, Mikael and Frieda retired for the night. Their cots beside one another, close like a loving couple under their hide tent.\n\n\"Frieda, are you awake?\" Mikael sheepishly inquired.\n\n\"Yes, master?\" Frieda turned over, ready to receive orders. Their eyes met, her shimmering yet resolute blue eyes stared him down. His own green peepers hesitant to return the favor.\n\n\"S-sorry about earlier... at the spring.\" He cleared his throat, red flooding his cheeks. \"I didn't know that... you were already there... bathing.\"\n\n\"Fret not, young master. I would've assisted you in washing if you had requested.\"\n\n\"Thats... em... not what I...\"\n\nFreida giggled before locking her fingers with those of Mikael. Their relationship clearly ran deeper than master and servant... evident by events that transpired earlier that night...\n\nMikael heard the sound of crashing water. A water fall! Might be a decent place to take a bath, he thought. As he approached, he hurriedly relinquished himself of his clothes, bunching them up and tossing them onto the shore line just before the riverbed. He walked slowly into the cool water, allowing his body to adjust to the chilly temperature.\n\nA satisfied sigh from his lips, a content smile soon turned to surprise and shock. There, a woman sat. Upon a small cliff over the river. Completely naked. It was Frieda, in all her beauty, no longer restrained by the restrictive bounds of full plate armor.\n\nShe was looking on. She had no frown of fear or scowl of hatred... instead, raised brows of intrigue, and a small splash of pink blush on her cheeks. Did she see it?\n\n\"Frieda! Holy shit, sorry! I had no idea you were here already! I'll be going now! Sorry sorry sorry!\"\n\nShe grabbed him by the arm with considerable yet restrained strength.\n\n\"Come now, master. There's no need for you to leave on my behalf. I shall leave if you request it, I will return when my master has finished.\"\n\n\"No way! Thats silly, you were here first.\" He clamored, shaking with guilt. And perhaps chilly being wet and exposed to the night air.\n\nShe smiled, lifting off of the cliff and standing in the water with Mikael. Her breasts, full and perky, jiggled with the motion. She grabbed a bottle that was at her side while she was sitting and poured the contents into her hands.\n\n\"Then please allow me to assist you in bathing, young master.\" She said so with a stable, reserved smile.\n\nEventually, the two were rubbing against each other. Frieda's breasts, soaked in the soapy solution, dragged along Mikael's back. Her hands gliding over his, spreading the suds all over his body. She dragged her digits over his chest, his arms, his abdomen, his hips and finally his groin, where his long since hard erection was constantly in danger of being grazed. She teased her young master, hand sliding in between his thighs, but narrowly avoiding his cock and testicles.\n\n\"Frieda...\" he sighed with embarrassed glee when she finally decided to grace his gonads with her touch. Fondling his shaven sack with her gentle digits. The other hand joined in, cupping his shaft and jerking it slowly.\n\n\"Young master has such a big, healthy cock...\" she whispered into his ear, chuckling as she watched his reactions to her ministrations.\n\n\"Frieda... you're gonna make me cum... we should...!\"\n\n\"Use my mouth? Yes, milord.\"\n\n\"Thats not what I was going to say...\" but he turned around anyway, cock raging and on the verge of explosion. Dunked into the water to clear away th soap, Frieda eagerly sunk his penis into the depths of her mouth. She was skilled, slurping up his cock in a single attempt, down to his base where his balls neared her chin.\n\nThats was all it took, the sudden entry into her damp, warm mouth. He ejaculated into her throat, cum blasting out and splashing against the walls of her insides. She squirmed as the hot white passed into her body, but they soon morphed into elated groans of satisfaction.\n\nFrieda rose, Mikael's cock in hand, nursing the slowly wilting thing as cum continued to leak from it. Laying against the shore, Mikael basked in the afterglow. But within minutes he was hard again. Frieda sat upon his lap, cock resting between her butt. Her hands sliding over his chiseled abdomen.\n\n\"The sun is about to set, young master. We should be hasty.\"\n\n\"Actually... I want to... let's just go at our own pace.\" He proposed, locking hands with his servant. \n\nFrieda smiled, kissing Mikael with a deep, lengthy kiss before accepting her orders. \"Yes, my young master.\""
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"content": "Beatrice just wanted to goddamn go to work. Her coworkers were nice! Her desk was comfortable! And instead, she was stuck in a basement. A magical, basement.\n\nThe splinter rifle in her hands cracked as it spat hypervelocity darts out at hilarious speed. Another group of tentacles fell apart under the barrage, as she rolled from cover to cover. \n\nThe drawers she took cover behind exploded into another swarm of the things, as some more burst from the false ceiling. \"Oh come on! You wanna play rough? I can play rough!\" \n\nShe wrestled out of one's grip and tore her knife from its sheath, cutting and slashing away until none remained. Taking another set of tablets to counteract the aphrosidiac effect, she snatched up her rifle and replaced her knife, running for the stairwell in the distance. \n\nSomething streamed down the stairwell, shrugging off most of her darts with a shower of sparks. It climbed over shelves and bookcases, and she was forced to run, snatching up a spare car battery that had been left down here.\n\n\"Shit, shit shit, please don't light everything on fire!\" Uncapping the terminals, she grabbed it by the handle and *threw it* into the liquid. All was bright for a second and she was forced to shield her eyes, ducking behind an overturned table.\n\nThe basement's entrance was now firmly aflame, as was an area around it maybe a few meters deep. \"Smoke. Shit. mask, mask, uh...\" \n\nCabinet. bingo. Inside was a supply of old cold war nuclear shelter supplies, which was utterly useless because she needed AIR.\n\n\"Fucking hell! Come on, please... Scuba gear? Fucking... I'll take it.\" She ripped the tank and mask out of the closet and hurriedly put it on, stuffing the canister into her backpack.\n\nThe fire began to die, and she turned to face the stairwell for some reason, because she was going to run right through it. \n\nShe took a breath of air...\n\n\"...Here we go.\"\n\n The flames approached, but she only sped up.\n\nOne... two... Three!\" \n\nFire licked at her overalls and jacket, as she plowed right through, landing on the other side.\n\nOutside the stairs, something growled. She brought up her rifle, and checked the gauge. Plenty. Fine. Time to be a temp worker again."
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"content": "*(Told you I would write this one later.)*\n\n----\n\n1: STONE CAVERN - NIGHT. FADE IN: This is a vast limestone cavern. Pale moonlight filters in from an opening in the cavern ceiling, casting long shadows. It isn't possible to see much, save for the glitter of untold riches in the darkness. The cavern floor is strewn with scraps of broken armor and the occasional scorched bone cracked open for its marrow. From one wall, moody candlelight filters in from a curtained doorway. A trail of shining, beautifully forged armor pieces can be seen leading towards the doorway.\n\n----\n\n2: CURTAINED DOORWAY - ESTABLISHING SHOT. This small side cavern has been outfitted as a luxurious bedroom dominated by a massive four-poster bed. The otherwise natural space has been filled to bursting with richly colored tapestries, cabinets of glittering artefacts, and piled high with cushions and furs of unknown animals. The air is thick with the smells of smoke, sweat, hot metal, and sex -- soon joined by champagne, as a cork pops.\n\n----\n\n3: INT. CHAMBER. DRAGOS reclines nude on the bed, blowing smoke rings from a fresh pipe. He is a fit and angular thirtysomething-looking being who could easily pass in a crowd, save for his glowing red eyes. VALERIE, also nude, is on her feet pouring champagne into two crystal glasses on an ornate, golden serving tray. She is a heavily muscled warrior, strong of arm, broad of hip, and in the prime of her years. She is blushing, and doing her best to hide this from DRAGOS.\n\nVALERIE: You still haven't told me. Why a cave?\n\nDRAGOS: Why not a cave?\n\nVALERIE: (carrying the serving tray to the bedside and setting it down): It seems to me you could live anywhere you wanted. An estate, a palace, even that fortress you just took from the King's sister. Why here?\n\nDRAGOS: Do I look like the kind of guy who wants company?\n\nVALERIE: (leaning over Dragos): You seem like the kind of guy who's found all the company he can handle.\n\nDRAGOS: ...\n\nVALERIE: And don't pretend you didn't enjoy it!\n\nDragos reaches up to take Valerie's hand. She climbs onto him and they embrace, champagne forgotten. Knight and dragon enjoy the afterglow together.\n\n----\n\n4: CLOSE TWO-SHOT. The two are nestled side by side in bed, cushioned by priceless furs of unknown animals. If asked, they would not be able to come to an agreement on precisely WHO is being cradled in WHOSE arms. Thankfully, nobody asks.\n\nDRAGOS: I guess I owe you a real answer. I've lived in this cave as long as I can remember. To me, it means safety. With all the riches I've accumulated within talon's reach, I rarely have to venture out.\n\nVALERIE: To me, this cave is danger. That's why I came --\n\nDRAGOS chuckles\n\nVALERIE: (glares at Dragos) -- here, \"for honor and for glory, to serve the liege lord\". I can't imagine living in safety like you. I live to test myself against a hardened foe, someone strong as ten men, harder than the living rock, more virile than --\n\nDRAGOS (openly laughing) If you could hear yourself right now!\n\nVALERIE: (blushing) You never are going to let me live down that one piece of pillow talk, are you.\n\nDRAGOS: Well your fearsome-knight talk and your pillow talk turned out to be strikingly similar.\n\nVALERIE: (blushing furiously) How about this, you drop this topic, and I'll drop the rest of my concealed weapons.\n\nDRAGOS: Where could you possibly have --\n\nVALERIE pulls a dagger from under the pillow.\n\nDRAGOS: (nonchalantly): Fine, fine. New topic.\n\nVALERIE tosses the dagger to the floor and they both settle back into each others' arms, more intimately than before.\n\nDRAGOS: My turn to pick a topic. Why did you stay here after mating with me?\n\nVALERIE: A human custom.\n\nDRAGOS: Come on, it couldn't have been just that. Maybe you haven't had enough danger yet?\n\nVALERIE: (quietly) Or maybe I just wanted to feel safe for once.\n\nThe two KISS and then EMBRACE more tightly. FADE OUT:\n\n----\n\n5: STONE CAVERN - MORNING. Shafts of sunlight pierce the darkness, illuminating the relics on the floor. A grinning skull. A rusty gauntlet. A shining, beautifully forged shield bearing the king's family crest. From behind the curtained door, the sounds of combat, and a scream:\n\n----\n\n6: INT. CHAMBER, THE BED: Valerie has collapsed on her back, struggling to raise herself on her elbows. Dragos is on top of her and has got her pinned to the bed, but only just. Both are flushed and breathing hard.\n\nDRAGOS: Say it!\n\nVALERIE: (struggling) Not fair! I gave up all my concealed weapons!\n\nDRAGOS: Did you? (He grabs Valerie's hand, blocking a wicked swing from the golden serving tray.)\n\nVALERIE: Ngh! Fair, then! But I am not calling you that again.\n\nDRAGOS: (grinding against Valerie): Tell you what, I'll start for you. \"Magnificent... \"\n\nVALERIE: (pulling Dragos closer): \"...Bastard!\"\n\nDRAGOS: (rolling his eyes): No. (The two kiss, and kiss again. Valerie reaches between Dragos' legs and he pulls her hand away)\n\nDRAGOS: (sternly) \"Magnificent...\"\n\nVALERIE: (quietly): \"Magnificent and Wicked Wyrm\"\n\nDRAGOS: (sighs, closing his eyes): No one's ever called me that before, you know. Not in a thousand years. I knew at that point that I just couldn't kill you.\n\nWhile Dragos reminisces, Valerie has wrapped her legs around his waist. He is right on her threshold, the heat between her legs rivaling his dragon fire.\n\nDRAGOS: (eyes snapping open): Hey, did I say you could fuck me?\n\nVALERIE: (enveloping him): Do you have a choice?\n\n----\n\n7: STONE CAVERN - LATE MORNING. Sounds of combat, both screaming. FADE OUT."
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"content": "Marva the \"hypnotherepist\" \n\nShe helps patients work through visualization, and her words make it seem so real, whether it is all in the patient's head or not, and if it matters, is up to you.\n\nHer specialties include patients with body dysmorphia, couples counseling, breaking bad habits, and anxiety.\n\n(This is based off of the therepist from the Overflowing bra story, My Sated Curiosity, and a similar character in an Unending BE Addventure storyline, I think its a ripe concept for behavior alteration and transformation set ups, with some added fun of playing with how much is actually happening and how much is in the target's head, which can let you play with them being in denial about the situation and have set ups like a tg'd guy getting into situations and going about town either thinking he's still in Marva's office, and similar behavior from patients who go along with things thinking is all a hypnosis induced hallucination)"
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"content": "Y'know, there are lots of interesting spells in Harry Potter and other magic books with 'underutilized potential'. There would absolutely be unofficail clubs that explore these spells and test the results on each other.\n\nA (or a group of) adventurer(s) enter the dungeon of a rather bored guardian who decides it would be more fun to lay 'entertaining' traps instead of deadly ones. It would also want them to be able to try again later, since it's more fun that way. (Just leaves everyone outside after falling unconscious or whatnot with a letter stating \"LOL. You failed. Try again? Y/N\")\n\nA classic djin/genie in a bottle with the time honored 'be careful what you wish for', but with more playful penalties, and a wish cannot be rescinded for some length of time. Oh, you wished for 10 maids, but these are very 'helpful' maids, and your stuck with them all week. Have fun 'Master'.\n\nYou just got dropped into a harem dating game. You can only escape by completing all missions, but you can restart if you fail.\n\nNo Game No Life, you (or someone else, like Steph) just lost a game to Sora and Shiro (or another character).\n\nHigh stakes twister game. There are no rules about 'interfering' with the other contestants. It could also be a team match. Actually, thinking about that, you could have a whole strategy where the contestants try to push a character out of the play area by blocking off the board.\n\nHigh stakes poker game, but you can bet things other than money, as long as its value is agreed on.\n\nA dreamwalker accidentially enters the dream of a very horny lucid dreamer, who immediately blocked the dreamwalker form leaving.\n\nJust a bord group of friends who love nothing more than causing mischief for each other, especially in games. The Rooster Teeth, Let's Play squad comes to mind as a great example of a group where messing with each other is half of the point."
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"content": "A professor who studies pokemon products- things like pollen and fruit from grass types and similar things produced by pokemon- hires a new assistant and either the new girl or the female professor or both, test out a new variety of milktank milk (from a shiny milktank or one having a specific diet or what have you)- and we get time skips to see how they are doing, like week one of drinking the milk, week 2 etc, and see how their figures are affected- I was thinking hourglass growth, as their breasts, hips, thighs and ass all grow, but you could play with it- multiple people could either have multiple reactions or they could be trying different types of milk, you could have breast growth, ass and hip growth, one of them grows taller, or puts on weight in general."
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"content": "Kargana waited listless as the Human men walked by her shackled form. \n\nHe green skin and small, but noticeable tusks marked her as an Orc. \n\nHer enormous tits and wide hips marked her a female.\n\nNot a single local male wanted anything to.do with her. She had been all that was left of the Orc tribe that had been terrorizing the land for three generations. Had been. Her tribe wiped out by a company of Noble Knights in just an afternoon.\n\nAs a woman she was spared. Well she was the only one who did not fight to the death, anyway.\n\nKargana was dumped her on the market square to be sold by the town to any who would pay the price. That price had been steadily dropping as time wore on.\n\nKargana despaired of it all. No one thought that she was even good enough for slavery. \n\nAs Karagana's hunger and thirst were reaching an awful pitch, she spotted a group of Adventurers.\n\nThe group was lead by a tall, plate armored Fighter or perhaps a Paladin. Beside him walked an older Human man, in Holy Vestments of The Order. Behind them were an Elf Ranger woman with the most beautiful face and figure that it took Karagana's breath away for a moment. Once she could control herself, Kargana noticed the Human man in odd robes. He only had a staff in hand and a fox riding upon his shoulders.\n\nKargana could not understand the one in robes at all. No other Humans had a fox with them. \n\nThe fox caught her scent. It was obvious. The fox then got the attention of the odd Human whose shoulders it was riding.\n\nThe distance was too great to hear above the din of the busy market square, but the Human with the fox had gotten the attention of the others. \n\nThe Elf *sniffed* in distaste.\n\nThe Clergyman made a sign to ward off Evil. \n\nThe Fighter seemed offended.\n\nThe Robed One, the Fox-Friend was looking at her differently. His expression was that of sorry, pity and...desire?\n\nEnd of Part 1 of \"The Emerald and the Mage\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [EU] A SCP File about a shy young man with anomalous effects on females. Adult females feel an impressive attraction to him. Also sex with him transforms them, turning theyre anatomy into theyre personal dream body. Even if the body they desire has anomalous propertys, too. | [
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"content": "**Item #:** SCP-XXXX\n\n**Object Class:** Keter\n\n**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-XXXX is not currently contained. Efforts to locate and contain SCP-XXXX are ongoing. In the event SCP-XXXX is found, an all male task force is to apprehend SCP-XXXX bring them to Area 69 and contained in a 3m X 3m X 3m containment chamber with 4 Scranton Reality Anchors surrounding the chamber.\n\nIf the separation of SCP-XXXX and SCP-XXXX-A is deemed impossible, SCP-XXXX is to be transferred to Area 420 for spectral containment.\n\n~~Female staff are required to be with a male staff when within range of SCP-XXXX~~ (Updated: Female staff are prohibited from coming within ~~15~~ 100 meters of SCP-XXXX.)\n\n**Description:** SCP-XXXX is a Caucasian male, standing at 1.95 meters tall. SCP-XXXX tends to be reclusive when outside of testing.\n\nSCP-XXXX's effects manifests when a female comes within 15 meters of SCP-XXXX, though females are shown to be subconsciously aware of SCP-XXXX from 100 meters away. When a female, designated as SCP-XXXX-1, is close to SCP-XXXX, she will try to engage in sexual activity with it. When SCP-XXXX orgasms in or on SCP-XXXX-1, SCP-XXXX-1's body will undergo a transformation that seems to be determined by the subject’s idealized body. Subjects describe the transformation as pleasurable. Subjects also seem to undergo personality change, though the results are inconsistent. See Experiment Log SCP-XXXX for recorded transformations observed during testing.\n\nSCP-XXXX was brought to the foundations attention after a viral video of a woman explaining how she got her new appearance after a one night stand from SCP-XXXX in her home town. By the time foundation agents arrived, 56 women were affected by SCP-XXXX with an additional 4 female agents. The town was amnesticized and a cover story was given that a plastic surgeon was responsible for the effects.\n\nAfter Incident XXXX-2A, SCP-XXXX escaped Foundation custody and its current location is unknown.\n\n(To be continued)"
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"content": "This was a fantastic story I think that you got the dynamic between Scott and Karen spot on, and we can really feel both his arousal and her lustful aura. She's an incredibly sexy lead, and the loving attention made to her body both by Scott and by the narration paint a beautiful picture. She comes across as incredibly appealing, both in terms of her tomboy personality and in the way that she throws herself into the action of the photo shoot. There's lots of depth here, and contributes to a lovely and intense energy that really draws the reader along for the story. Her bits of mischief and fun, combined with her extremely talented teasing and refined skills really perfect things. Excellent finish. I don't always love facials, but this was a good one and It fit the story well. This one I like. The voluminous load on the rest of her body is definitely great. The twist at the very end kicks things up yet another notch and adds the promise of more in their blooming/evolving friendship. A really great take on the prompt! This is just what the premise called for! Great story again! Thanks for writing."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PM] Happy Birthday! | [
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"content": "Ariel was happy that her daughter came back from college, at least for a little while. It was arousing to see her daughter way more confident and in a lot of latex around the house. She couldn't help but be sad that the homecoming was due to a break up with her girlfriend. Then she heard the reason for her daughter's break up and she almost orgasmed on the spot.\n\nHer daughter, instead of proposing to her ex girlfriend with a ring, used a collar with a specific set of rules. She would now \"own\" her, and be her pet/sex servant. Her duties would include always being naked, waking up her owner every morning with oral, worship her owner's feet or ass with her tongue when she wasn't busy, and wait on her owner hand and foot.\n\nHer daughter's birthday was coming up, and Ariel didn't know what to get her. Her wet dreams were becoming more and more perverse, until Ariel decided on what would be the perfect birthday present.\n\nHer daughter woke up on her birthday with her mother's head between her legs, tongue deep in her pussy, with her mother completely naked with only a collar on. A very specific collar on."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Michael, Trevor, and Franklin attend Hogwarts as first years. | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "And now one with your shirt off" or: how sexualization and objectification of women has become a lot worse and A LOT more common place in media. | [
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"content": "\"So: what do we think?\"\n\n\"Meh.\"\n\n\"I really liked the Redhead!\"\n\n\"Sheesh...\"\n\n\"You *always\" like the redhead, Debbie. She's too...\"\n\n\"Too thirsty.\"\n\n\"I would have said inexperienced, but that works.\"\n\n\"Well, who else then?\"\n\n\"No need to get pissy. What about the brunette, Eva?\"\n\n\"Too short.\"\n\n\"Charlie?\"\n\n\"Too blonde.\"\n\n\"Katie?\"\n\n\"Not blonde enough.\"\n\n\"Jesus fuckin Christ...\"\n\n\"I'm sorry, guys! Half of them couldn't even get to the end of the line! We cants just cast this for bounce alone, this one requires actual acting. Gotta draw the line somewhere.\"\n\nA few moments of tense silence pass. The only sound is controlled breathing and a pen being clicked.\n\n\"So we're fucked.\" \"We're fucked.\"\n\nA knock on the door. \n\n\"Uhm excuse me: there is one more candidate?\" \"Please!\"\n\n\"Hi! I'm Lea. Thanks for the opportunity\"\n\n\"Hi Lea.\" \"Hey.\" \"Thanks for coming in, Lea. Please...\"\n\n\"Alright.\" \n\nIn a silky smooth radio voice.\n\n\"*Cloud Nine uses a finely tuned blend of hard foam and memory foam to make sure your matress has the perfect mix of sink and bounce. Extensive live testing and...*\"\n\n\"Ok, ok. Don't worry, that's great so far, Lea. It's just... It's been a long day. Could you just give us one without the shirt?\"\n\n\"But... it's a podcast spot?\"\n\n\"Sure. But it's still acting, you know? It comes through.\"\n\n\"Ok...\"\n\n\"The bra, too.\" \"Oh yeah. 'Sink and bounce', remember?\"\n\n\"Thank you. From the top, please.\""
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "FUCK ME!" his beautiful tomboy bestie screamed in frustration. "Get me flowers and dinner first, then I'll be happy to talk about it" he joked. She laughed & calmed down, and that was the end of it he thought. The next morning however ..... | [
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"content": "Working one sales job after another all his working life left him attune to the various subtle cues in others voices. Her laugh at \"get me flowers and dinner first\" sounded more like 'alrighty then'. He was sure it was just his wishful thinking that influenced what he thought he'd heard until he opened the door to the delivery guy the next morning. The Flower delivery girl's uniform was a colorful bouquet patterned romper. \"Um, just a moment,\" he mumbled moving back into the apartment while leaving the door open. It was a quick dart into his bedroom to retrieve his wallet only she was gone when he returned. \r \n\r \nThe card on the plastic fork looked handmade in the shape of a heart. He flipped it up as it was attached at lobes of the heart. 'I look forward to talking about you breeding me at dinner tonight.' \r \n\r \n\"Holy Shit,\" his voice shocked himself. He turned to close the door while shifting his growing cock with his off hand. He sighed ever aware of his cock's swinging weight as he walked to his shower. It was his morning ritual to masturbate before getting on with soaping up. She wasn't his usual fantasy. There were a series of rotating situations that he could get off with, only they weren't working for him. One after the other felt too empty. His naked flat chested friend with that laugh, the 'alrighty then' laugh, made his cock leap to attention. His fantasy wasn't slipping into her, rather it was her slipping one of his toys into his hole that brought him off.\r \n\r \nHe was still shaking his head at the inconceivable prospect of it actually happening as he toweled off. Practicing getting pegged was one thing, and yet she might be 'man enough' to actually peg him for real. He spent the rest of the day cold calling prospective clients all the while trying not to think about her wearing a harnessed dildo. Lunch, he made it to lunch time before he gave himself an enema, repeatedly until he was confident of being clean. The lube was generously injected with a premade nozzle tipped bottle. Hearing the squishy wetness of the cone shaped training toy pushing into himself was erotic. He spent an hour relaxing onto it, forcing himself wider with each time he thrust himself onto it. His cock was raging in the beginning until the phallus pushed past his prostrate. No amount of fondling it would get it hard again. A momentary flash of wishing she was pushing into him made him feel like his orgasm was almost real. \"Oh Fuck Me!\" he whispered just before his pulsing orgasm leaked onto the floor.\r \n\r \nThe only way to keep the excess lube inside was to wear a butt plug. He went through all of his various sizes surprised to find that the largest one he never could get inside fit the best, finally. He spent the rest of the day walking around the apartment cleaning everything in his 'maid's outfit', even mopping and vacuuming twice. The outfit was over the top with triple D breast forms under the white top and snaps of the garter belt holding up white thigh high stockings showing from under the hem of the black micro skirt. He was very practiced wearing the black stiletto heels and didn't think anything about his attire answering the knock at the door.\r \n\r \nHer face went from a broad smile to a puzzled look. \"Oh wow,\" she said. He opened his mouth only managing to say, \"I'm...\" before she put a finger across his lips and walked him backwards closing the door behind herself. Her hand fell down to cup one of his breasts. \"Damn, nice,\" she moaned, \"Now show me your work,\" she pushed his boob turning him around.\r \n\r \nHe walked in front of her gesturing toward the living room. He tried to ignore the vacuum cleaner still plugged into the wall while leading her into the kitchen. \"Show me the dishwasher,\" she commanded. He opened the door and bent at the waist as he let it all the way down exposing an the empty racks. Her fingers pulled at the base of the plug, \"very tight,\" and on the second tug pulled it only slightly out, \"very nicely done. Now, the bedroom.\" \r \n\r \nHe jumped when she unzipped his skirt almost tripping as it fluttered down around his ankles. \"Now,\" she said, \"Show me your other skirts.\" He spun around mouth agape at her surprise command. \"Oh come now, This isn't the first time you played dress up.\" He nodded always lowering his head til his eyes rested looking down at the floor. \"Panties first though,\" her command was even toned. He pulled the top drawer of his dresser open revealing it full of rolled up panties. \"It'd be a shame if I had to unroll them all. I want you in a sheer white thong.\" He pulled on a pair of see through lace. \"No, not lacey.\" He picked a pair of black but was rebuffed before they left the drawer. The next pair he chose weren't a thong but a full back bikini set. Her head was tilted watching him pull them up. \"Wait, I know what you need. Stay there.\" The panties were around mid thigh on him. He didn't dare move only watched her pull a sanitary napkin from her purse and fit it to his panties. He folded his genitals inside out and down between his legs with practice ease as he nestled the pad against himself. \r \n\r \n\"Skirts?\" she mused turning toward his closet. She found various boy clothes among the skirts and dresses. She pulled out a hippy tie dyed long circle skirt which was his favorite because of how the thin flowy fabric felt against his skin. He felt an electric shock at the touch of her hands as she help him step into it. She returned to the closet for a wig on the top shelf. His heart beat faster when she reached for the curly long red haired one. He walked to the dresser and reached into the back of the panty drawer for a nylon wig cap. The pins were in the bathroom. She followed him in and watched him move with practiced ease. It was a cheap wig with heavy bangs that hid his long forehead. He licked his lips while studying his reflection.\r \n\r \n\"Almost perfect,\" She said more to herself than him. She pulled the top drawer out then nodded seeing the makeup inside it. She was quick with the dual tone foundation blending it into a seamless mask. He leaned back against the counter top as she dipped, dabbed and smeared various eye shadow finishing his eyes with artificial lashes he never could get right. She picked and applied the brightest shade of glossy red lipstick before she turned him around. Her arms were around his waist and peeked out around his shoulder. His eyes kept blinking, a flutter he couldn't suppressed. \r \n\r \n\"Before we leave, I want to know where you got that blouse?\"\r \n\r \n\"Thrift store on Broadway, but I tailored it to fit.\"\r \n\r \n\"You sew!\"\r \n\r \n\"Dabble at it.\" \r \n\r \n\"You're such a good girl,\" her voice was soft and exhale warm against his neck before her lips kissed it. His anus pulsed around the plug without his conscious thought. Her hand was warm in his as she pulled him out of the apartment. He froze at the front door.\r \n\r \n\"what's wrong baby?\"\r \n\r \n\"I, um, have never been outside.\"\r \n\r \nHer eyes squinted a puzzled look at him, \"Oh, I see. Not dressed up like this.\"\r \n\r \n\"Right, never.\"\r \n\r \n\"No worries. You look stunning.\"\r \n\r \n\"Passable?\"\r \n\r \n\"Oh Very Passable.\" She drove them to the restaurant, ordered for them both, and paid the check. He didn't resist her hand caressing up his thigh over the dress in the car. It distracted him from where she was taking him. He didn't even notice which parking lot she pulled into. \r \n\r \nThe place was a notorious gay bar that only became evident to him inside. The martini at dinner wasn't enough to lower his inhibitions for this. She ordered him three shots of tequila, then ordered him to down them quickly. She lead him by the hand to the dance floor. He was standing still while she danced around him. The next song was a slow tempo couples dance. She wrapped her arms around him and swayed them both all the while cupping his ass, pulling his cheeks apart, forcing his panties and skirt to touch the base of the plug.\r \n\r \nHe whispered in her ear, \"I though we were going to talk about breeding...\""
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"content": "TAGS: Yuri, Female POV, Prostitution, FFF, SLOW BURN.\n\n\nForeword: I made it more of a gentleman’s club than an ordinary club. \n\n\n“I Need someone on table 9” My boss said loudly. I quickly answered it and went over the table. As I came up no the table, I put down the menus and saw the faces of two old friends of mine, Monica and Olivia. Olivia’s in a formal suit while Monica’s is in a black dress. God, I feel embarrassed… That Their helper and friend is now a damned slut. “What can get I you fine ladies?” I respond. “That tanned face… Alice?!” Olivia blurts out. “Olivia! ”I Say back to her, i want to hug her but I need to remain professional. Unless… “How about trying the Hostess Special! You and a Hostess of your choice enter a private room to relax!” I say to influence their decisions. “How much?” Olivia says in response. “First timers get it on the house!” I responded back. Olivia’s pale face makes a smirk “So Monica… want to get the Hostess Special” She asks Monica. Monica nods her head in agreement. \n\n\n\n“So which fine lady strikes your fancy?” I ask them. They don’t look around at all. “Alice” They say in unison. I blush a fair amount. “Then come with me” They follow me to one of many back rooms. They enter and I close the door behind us. I begin by taking XS off the top of my corset. Revealing quite a blessed rack. Monica’s face goes red while Olivia licks her lips. I take off my corset further, revealing my naked upper body. “I see you still work out Alice! May I touch them?” She said lustfully. I told her that she can and she feels up my tanned upper body. Her cold petite hands are making me feel good. “Go-good god!” I blurt out. “C’mon Monica! She feels amazing!” Olivia says to try to break Monica’s trance. “Only if it’s ok with her…” Monica murmurs. I nod in approval. Monica sheepishly puts her hand on my breast. It feels quite good. “You’re doing good sweetheart” I say to encourage Monica. \n\n\n\n\n“Come on Alice stop being a damned tease!” Olivia says crassly. “Yes ma’am!” I say back as I continue to strip. The stilettos come off but before I can take off my stockings, Monica perks up “Don’t take them off. They make you even more gorgeous.” “I’ve shown you my bare body, how about the both of you show me yours” I say hungerliy. Olivia strips hastiliy. She almost tears her suit in her haste. Olivia has a petite frame and has minimal curves. Monica meanwhile is deciding to be a tease. She slowly takes the straps off her dress. When the straps are off her shoulders, she pulls her dress down. \n\n\n\n\nI salivate over Monica’s body. Her dark olive complexion coupled with curves that even I would be jealous over, makes my head light. “You both look beautiful…” I say with a little blood dribbling from my nose. I decide to work with Monica first. I begin by kissing her. She returns in kind and then some. She turns the kiss into a tongue kiss. I lean on her and cause the both of us to fall on the floor. We release from one another and take a deep breath. Her face is just stunning. Her emerald eyes coupled with her round face made her the most beautiful woman in the world to me. \n\n\n\n\n\nI move down until I see her pussy. I lick it and i feel her squirm a bit. “N-Nice and gentle Alice… okay?” She said to me. I swirl my tongue around it and she squirms some more. “Hnnng!!!” She moans out. I continue to swirl my tounge around her pussy and she leglocks my head. “Don’t… ahh.. staaaaa!!!” She moans out as she cums. As she breathes deeply, she apologizes for cumming too fast. “Don’t be sorry Moni. You did fantastic!” I say to her to calm her. “let us swap… I want to make it up to you…” She says to me. She moves down to my pussy and plays with it with her finger. She moves it in and out, in and out. I let out a moan in response. She then uses her tongue to swirl around my pussy. It starts out slowly and I let a moan out. “G-Good girl!” I say to her. She quickly speeds up the pace and I moan harder. “Moni!” I moan out. I Ieglock her and she speeds up even more. As she licks it, I get close to cumming and she noticeably quivers. I cum quite hard. \n\n\n\n\n“Hehe!” Olivia says aloud as she rises from behind Monica. I almost forgot about her… “Olivia… Ha… Ha… give me a fiv-AHHHH” I say as she quickly inserts her finger in me. “Gah… Im… Going to break….” I say aloud “You’re so sexy Alice… Your curves… your intellegence your… libido… You're such a good lover.” Olivia says as she fingers me. She is pushing me to my limit! “Don’t… Stop… Dont STOP!” I moan aloud. She speeds up and goes rougher! I can only moan when doing me this intensely. “When are you going to…” she says as I cum. “God you endurance Alice.” I have to breathe manully because of her intensity.\n\n\n\n\nAs I return to normal, I cry a fair amount. “I’m… I’m sorry!” I cry out. “Sorry for what?” Olivia says to me. “I’m sorry that You guys had to see me like this. I dropped out of college and I thought my only way out was this degrading job!” I cry some more. I feel Monica’s hand on my back. “Alice dear, I remember what you said to me all the way back 7th grade when I was depressed and to miss a week of school ‘No matter what, When you come back, I will welcome back you with open arms’” she said with a warm voice. I stopped tearing up and gave her a warm hug. “Promise?” I said. “To the moon and back.” \n\n\n\n\nAuthor’s note: HOLY HELL did i make this qute complicated. I haven’t been here since… May or June of last year. 5k Characters and 1k words…"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [PI] The New Girl | [
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Write a story using this writing prompt: While he was too girly and soft to join the football team as a player, coach did let him join another way: the Cheerleader and the team’s reward for winning | [
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"content": "“Sorry Jack, but I can’t let you join the team” mr Hendrickson said sympathetically. “Please, I really like football” I pleaded. “It’s a matter of your weight and height, your 5’7 at 120 lbs” he responded. “You’re far to small for football” he said sadly. He stopped and pondered for a second. “Although with your strength to size, you wouldn’t make a bad cheerleader” he remarked pleasantly. “Isn’t that kind of girly?” I say upset. “You would get to work with the football players and it would even build static strength useful in football” he replied calmly. “You know what, I’m in” I say somewhat exited. “Great” mr Hendrickson replied. He walked into the closet next to him, pulling out a stack of clothes. “I looked hard and I couldn’t find a men’s uniform, so you’ll have to wear the women’s one (1/4) willl continue latrr"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: It was a little known secret that genetically enhanced super soldiers like her or actually just upgraded versions of popular "pleasure" models... Her partner knew this quite well though! | [
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"content": "[Warning: Incest, Graphic Anal]\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n.\n\n[Partners In Love And War]\n\n\"Gods, yes, that's my spot! Harder, do me harder Brother!\" Sister-Soldier Jane \"Pain\" Johnson 04749 cries as her twin clone-brother's dick slams into her cunt again for like the fiftieth time. \n\n\"I'm already at the highest settings without special authorization, Sister, any harder requires an officers override!\" Her Clone-Twin-Brother \"Soldier-Brother Jack \"Fours\" Johnson 04444\" replies from on top of her on thier shared double bunk in the \"couples\" barracks of the Charpelli 1st Legion base on Andrea's Landing. \n\nNow to understand what is going on here, you need to go back about Three-hundred-and-forty-five years to the foundation of the Homo/Mirador/Glanovi Bio-Mechanical Hegemony. This group of people was created when a lost group of human beings found themselves in a system very close to two other early space age civilizations and established communication, soon unified into a single group of people. One of these groups was an entirely female bloodline of Humanoid clones called the Mirador. Another was an automatic service system called the Glanovi, who cares for the dying embers of a once great civilization of Galactic ancients called the Althorn, vaguely Humanoid plants, and the third one, of course, are the lost human beings. Very early on it was agreed that colonial populations of all four Races should be sent to the other two worlds to lessen the chances of any of them dying out, and the Mirador did experiments with making viable clones of human beings and Althorn, experiments that succeeded. This, in later years, results in the hegemony fielding units made up of clones of some of thier best and brightest AV starlets, actors, poets, and suchlike, but genetically & cybernetically enhanced for combat and warfare. \n\nNow, who the twins are is important too: they were a brother and sister duet singing sensation, \"The Johnson Twins\", who were optioned by an important business cartel for creating clones of them after the end of their natural lifespan over a hundred years ago for pleasure models and other applications. Well, 10 years ago pleasure models and other things of that nature were outlawed by the galactic senate as being slavery and ergo illegal, but genetic conscription was diliberately left out, because a lot of major signatories do it, providing humane retirement protocols are in place prior to the raising of the legion. So all such gene libraries were nationalized, and altered to serve as soldiers. Some, more thoroughly than others...\n\n\"Unfff, I need more pain!\" Sister-Soldier Jane Johnson 04749 grunts, reminding her partner where she got her nickname of \"Pain\". \"Switch to my ass brother, maintain speed and pressure!\" She commands, and since she is his Corporal, and registered partner it is within her athorities to give such an order even though it's slightly outside of the normal limits for sexual safety protocols. \n\n\"Going in, sis!\" He proclaims as he pushed his cock roughly into her asshole bareback. There was a raunchy earthy scent and he felt a little light headed at how hard she was squeezing him, but also very good. \n\n\"OWE! Yes! Do my arsehole just like that you fucking stupidly sexy sister screwing man-whore!\" She swears as he pounds himself into her butt.\n\n\"I'm going to cum sis-sol!\" Her brother grunts.\n\n\"Not in my ass you aren't fucktard! Wipe off fast and put it back in my cunt before you blow your load soldier! I want to be pregnant with our incest baby!\" \"Pain\" demands.\n\nHer brother would normally have been genetically conditioned to avoid such experiences, but as modified pleasure model, he had had those limiters deliberately sabotaged, and therefore, was very turned-on by the idea of incest with her resulting in children, especially since he knows they're gene-scrubbed of most Major defects. \"Yes Ma'am!\" He replies enthusiastically. \n\nA few minutes more and \"Pain\" is full to bursting with her brothers Cum, purring like a kitten, and gently suckling at his deflated Cock. Their \"breeding leave\" is ending in the morning, but she's confident that it will have been a successful one. One more brat to begin life on their new ranch out in the eastern reclamation zone with if they survive the last two years of their one decade tour of mandatory service, and there is absolutely no bloody way they're going to reinstate their commissions..."
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"content": "\"Are...are you guys serious?\"\n\nLuana rested her hand on mine and answered, \"Of course we're serious, Max. There's nobody else we'd ask to do this for us.\"\n\nI'd been friends with Luana and her wife Jazz since college when we met at the Omikron Delta Nu sorority pledge. I was even Jazz's maid of honor at their wedding. But I never thought I'd ever be asked to do this: \"So you really want me to knock up the both of you?\"\n\n\"Yeah, we do,\" Jazz replied. \"Do you... want to do this?\"\n\nDid I want to do this? I've loved both of them for years now, and what they were asking of me was a dream come true. I would've done this if they were asking me to belly slide down a field of broken glass. But I managed to temper my enthusiasm down enough to say, \"Yes. I do.\"\n\nJazz and Luana beamed and took me by the hand to their bedroom. As I eyed their gloriously large bed, I asked, \"So, what do you want me to--whoa!'\n\nThe girls pushed me onto the bed. As I rolled over, I saw Luana feeling up Jazz as the latter worked her hand under her leggings and purred, \"Sweetie, you didn't seriously think we'd ask you to do this without ensuring you'd love every minute of it?\" Luana started peppering Jazz's neck with kisses and love bites, eliciting pleasured moans from the latter and sending a hot flash racing through my body.\n\nAlready I could feel my cock stretching out the fabric of my jeans. With every piece of clothing the pair ripped off of their bodies, another jolt surged through my cock like a circuit. Once they were down to their bras and panties, they finally joined me on the bed and said in tandem, \"You're a bit overdressed for this.\"\n\nIn the blink of an eye, my clothes were torn off and thrown across the room, freeing my rod up for Luana to grip it and slowly stroke it while Jazz suckled at my tit. My mind started to fog up from the euphoria of it all, so much so that I almost missed Luana whispering in my ear, \"I'm up first.\" Luana then positioned herself over me and worked my cock inside her.\n\nMy brain felt like it was exploding as Luana bounced up and down on me. My horniness put my brain on autopilot and I started crying out, \"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck, you feel so fucking good! God, I've wanted this for so long! Fuck!\" Suddenly, Jazz grabbed my face and growled, \"Such a dirty mouth,\" before straddling me like a rocking horse. On instinct, I started eating Jazz out, turning the symphony of erotic moaning into a three-part harmony.\n\nMy sense of time was absolutely fucked under the relentless sexual barrage, so I don't know how long it took me to hit my limit. But eventually, I felt the familiar sensation in my cock, and managed the strength to say, \"Luana, I'm gonna--I'm gonna--\"\n\nLuana gripped my stomach for bracing as I shot my load inside her with a cry of ecstasy louder than an orchestra. Luana dismounted me, causing cum to drip out of her pussy slowly, and kissed me and Jazz wildly. I looked down to see I was still hard as a rock and said, \"I think I've got the power in me for another round. Let's go, Jazz.\"\n\nIn truth, I had the energy for another five rounds. Jazz and Luana were like a reset button, sending me back to the state I was in when we started, over and over and over again. As the streetlights outside flickered on, Jazz and Luana snuggled up next to me, the smell of me on their bodies. Suddenly, Jazz's hand was on my thigh as she said, \"Max, there's... something we need to tell you.\"\n\nLuana followed suit as she added, \"The reason we asked you to impregnate us instead of trying to find a donor was because...we love you. It took us a while to realize it but we love you.\"\n\nJazz nuzzled into my shoulder. \"And we were wondering if maybe you'd like to, uh...be with us. Like, as our girlfriend.\"\n\nI somehow found the strength to sit up and respond, \"Are you serious?! Of course I would! I've been in love with you guys for years!\"\n\nJazz and Luana happily tackle-hugged me back down onto the bed and kissed me joyously. As our exhaustion overtook us and we fell asleep, I couldn't help but drift off with a smile on my face."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: "You allways brag how you and Samantha are best friends and that you trust her with your life. So I dare you to let her Suck Your Cock!"This turned truth or dare really uncomfortable for him. Mainly because a erect cock is filled with blood and Samantha grinned at him with her vampire teeth. | [
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"content": "You probably expected a sexy vampire story. I give you a sexy horror vampire story instead, brought to you by the old wisdom \"[write sober, edit drunk](https://quoteinvestigator.com/2016/09/21/write-drunk/)\".\n\n\n\"Just… grab somebody from the street or whatever you normally do. You're not you when you're hangry.\" Darius told Sammy..\n\n\"You know I don't do that! I'm an ethical vampire damn it… I just got a bit unlucky. Just ignore me, I'm sure things will turn out better soon.\" Samantha protested. She looked somewhere between extremely tired and a walking corpse, even with the makeup. Who knew how bad it would look without it.\n\n\"Let's just go back to the party, it will be a bit of a distraction at least…\" Sammy sighed.\n\n--\n\nIt was Darius' first birthday party after the pandemic and he had tried to make the most of it. It had failed miserably. Half of his friends were on vacation and Samantha was half dead.\n\n\"Hey, we found the absinthe in your cupboard, hope you don't mind!\" Mel giggled with a glass of opaque green liquid in her hand. He really shouldn't have brought out the wine for dinner earlier.\n\n\"I guess that's fine… are you up for another game of Arkham?\" Darius asked.\n\nLaura laid on Bruno's lap and shook her head. \"Too much thinking! Let's play strip poker!\"\n\n\"You don't even know the rules of poker when you're sober.\" Samantha grumbled.\n\n\"Sammy…\" Darius reminded his friend.\n\n\"How about something simpler… Truth or Dare?\" Bruno suggested, grinning widely.\n\n\"Woohoo!\" Laura cheered.\n\nDarius had completely lost control of the room, though that would imply he had any control in the first place. He just gave up and nodded. \"Okay, just normal rules: you can't ask Samantha all the time, otherwise nobody else gets any questions.\"\n\nMelanie brought over two glasses for Sammy and Darius. \"If she can't cope with a little curiosity about the _wOrLd oF DaRkNeSs_ she can go for dares.\"\n\n\"Bite me…\" Samantha said and sat down on the armchair."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: (Incest)* He accidentally sent his hot single mom/aunt/older sister a raunchy text/photo/etc. His shame turns into cautious optimism when she sends back something similar. | [
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"content": "\"Oh fuck!\" Noah's voice sounded squeaky in his ears. \nEthan looked up from his phone, \"What now?\" \n\"Shit, shit, shit,\" Noah took in a deep breath, \"I sent that photo to Mom, not Monica!\" \n\"Oh man, that'll teach you to drunk text people.\" \n\"Dude, we're stoned, not drunk\" \n\"Either way, what're you going to do now?\" \n\"Nothing, ignore it.\" \n\"Solid.\" \n\n\nA minute passes, stretching into ten when Noah's phone chirped with a text message. He was staring at the screen wordlessly with a growing perplexed expression that was interrupted by Ethan's question. \"Let me see,\" He said grabbing the phone from Noah's hand. \"Wow, who's the babe?\" he said studying the woman in 'the pose'; the camera framed her face off to the side as it looked down her topless body, over her naked ass, to the soles of her feet. \n\n\n\"Dude, stop, that's my mom.\" he said reaching for his phone. Ethan twisted away while texting, 'wow, 1 mre, pls.' \"What the hell dude!\" \n\"Dude! had to be done.\" \n\"Bullshit, motherfucker.\" \n\"My mom doesn't look like that!\" \n\"Fuck face.\" Noah's face screwed up, \"Ew, stop touching yourself.\" \n\n\nThe phone chirped, \"Tit,\" followed by an image of her right breast. Ethan grabbed the phone, \"Tit? obviously.\" \n\"No dipshit, tit for tat. She wants another one.\" \n\"what are you going to send?\" \n\"Nothing.\" \n\"Aw man, yo u have to send something. You can't ghost that!\" \n\"Fine,\" Noah pulled his pants and boxers down, \"Suck it then.\" \n\"You've gone off the deep end.\" \n\"Your idea, I'll only send her a pic of your lips around my cock.\" \n\n\nNoah took a step toward him with his shirt resting on the root of his semi ridged, and growing cock. His friend didn't say anything, so he straddled his knees with the tip inches from his parting lips. He started fooling around with the camera setting, looking for the burst mode. Ethan pulled free of his cock looking up at him. \"Dude, just setting the camera.\" Ethan pulled him inward with a tight suction. Noah put a hand on the back of his head and impaling him with his cock. The camera wasn't in burst mode but was recording video. Several quick in-outs, and he ended the video. \n\n\nHe knew the image he wanted to send and swapped hands so his dominate one was free. Ethan kept trying to pull free signalling to be free. He chased his face with his hips when he let go of the back of his head. He was jerking off before the tip was free and snapping pictures as he forced himself to orgasm with the jizz landing on his buddy's face. He didn't pull his pants up but fell back into the opposite chair. He flicked through the photos finding one with a drizzle on his face and another flying through the air that he sent. \n\n\nThey both waited for the reply. Ethan furiously wiping his face clean. \"you know you wanted it.\" \n\"I'll never do that to another girl, ever!\" \n\"come on, give a guy a hand. Get me hard again.\" \n\"Fuck off.\" \nNoah sent an image of his wilted cock before his mother sent, \"home, Now.\""
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"content": "She has incredible physical superpowers and the looks of a glamor model, but she's surprised to find out how much she enjoys when a certain villain / antihero uses mind control on her to make her for sex. She has to basically talk to them into it, as it's not what they'd normally do, but getting mind controlled seems to have awakened a kink deep inside her. Now she wants to be made to do things and to enjoy it."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: [CONTEST][TT] 17-March-2022: The Elves March To War (Min 500 words, Max 5k, viewpoint character must be an elf or half-elven-cross-breed of some kind.) | [
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"content": "\"The Confederation of Greenbriars has proclaimed a Seeding Expedition upon this region! Come dawn tomorrow, the forest shall take every soul who remains within your walls!\"\n\nLiara gripped the satchel at her side tightly as she watched the heralds return to the army. \n\n\"Are you nervous?\" The captain asked. He was an older elf, a veteran of expeditions from centuries past.\n\n\"A bit,\" Liara admitted. \"A lot of pressure, to be told that the future of the forest lies in your hands. It's my first time on a Seeding, and I'm only a novice druid.\"\n\n\"Yeah, it's always a bit sudden. It can be peaceful for decades, then the Eldertree drops its seeds and things start to happen *fast.* But don't stress about it. Once you get started it'll feel like the most natural thing in the world.\"\n\n\"Will the humans stand and fight?\"\n\n\"Not many of them. Most of them know it's safer to flee instead of fight. Anyone who stays is either foolish enough to think they can fight the whole forest single-handedly, or they're secretly hoping to lose. Either way they won't be a threat.\"\n\n\"Really? They want to lose?\" Liara asked curiously.\n\n\"Some humans do. They're a strange people, especially when it comes to breeding,\" he said blandly. \"It doesn't matter to us either way, I suppose. Get some rest now, kid. Dawn will come sooner than you think.\"\n\n---\n\nThe attack on the town was as smooth as could be. The rough stone walls were as good as a staircase to an elf, and the first wave took the gatehouse before the guards really knew what was happening. Liara followed closely behind, summoning vines to entangle anyone who fought back. If they kept fighting, she made the vines grow thorns. The army advanced at lightning speed, and soon the captain called her over.\n\n\"Liara! We've got a live one!\"\n\nShe hurried towards the sound of fighting and saw a human woman armed with a spear. Her brown hair was a mess and sweat dripped from her brow, but she was fighting with grace and skill as three soldiers tried to flank her. Liara breathed out with excitement as she watched.\n\n\"She'll be perfect.\"\n\nLiara clapped her hands together and summoned her vines, catching the woman off guard. In seconds they wrapped around the human's arms and legs, lifting her off the ground. The spear clattered to the dirt. Liara slowly strode forwards, looking into the woman's eyes, and ran a hand along her cheek.\n\n\"So much life. You'll make a wonderful dryad.\"\n\n\"What... What are you going to do to me?\"\n\nBy way of answer, Liara began undressing the woman, first unbuckling her armor and then pulling her trousers and underwear off. The woman tried to resist, but with the vines holding her it was easy for Liara to strip her naked.\n\nLiara kneeled down, and reached into her satchel, pulling out a fat golden seed. It was the size of her fist, shaped like a teardrop, and with a ridged surface that resembled a walnut.\n\n\"You have been chosen by the forest to host an Eldertree seed.\"\n\nShe leaned in between the woman's legs, and gently began to lick. The woman protested - as best as she could with the tingling stimulation - but Liara ignored it, only caring that the human would be wet enough for what came next.\n\nOnce she felt ready, she placed the tip of the seed at the woman's entrance and began to work it in, slowly shifting it up and down. The woman gasped at the size of the insertion, moaning as the seed slowly slid up her vagina.\n\n\"Oh blessed one, take in the heart of the forest,\" Liara recited, as she had been taught. Then she whispered, \"Don't worry, this will only hurt for a moment.\"\n\nLiara gripped the seed and *pushed.* The seed plunged as deep as her hands could reach and her captive screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain. She could feel the shell of the seed start to dissolve, the plant inside starting to grow. The human's groans started to grow pleasurable as the plant numbed the pain of of the insertion. Liara watched in amazement as the woman's belly began to swell slightly. Inside her, the seed had pulled itself into the womb and begun to take root.\n\n\"What... what did you do to me?\" The woman said vacantly. \"Why does it... ooohhh...\"\n\nLiara commanded the vines to lay the woman in a more comfortable position on her back, and reached down to stroke her hair. \"Right now, all over the city, every living creature is fucking and breeding. It will be a huge explosion of life energy, driving the growth of the Eldertree at its heart. And you will become the dryad, the spirit of the forest watching over it. They say they can feel everything that happens inside their grove. Isn't that wonderful?\"\n\nThe human could only moan in response. Liara gave her one last caress, then turned away and pulled\n off her robe. She lay down besides the woman and called the vines to wrap around her as well, so that she was naked and spread-eagled next to the new dryad. The hard part of the ritual was done, and now it was time to enjoy herself.\n\n\"Captain!\" She called. \"Why don't you and your men come over here and enjoy the new grove?\""
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"content": "\"You wouldn't understand.\" The woman with vitaligo, who would call herself only 'Barkie' and had violently refused to be dressed in any clothes except for her collar said, turning her head away from the Caucasian detective. \n\n\"Well, 'Barkie', explain it to us.\" The darker skinned FBI agent in the back of the holding cell said, leaning against a wall in the one shadowy corner and chewing slowly on the other tip of a large blue ribbon sandwich toothpick. \n\n\"It starts hundreds of years ago on the world of Trivaria. An impetuous human pirate captain from the era of your American Revolution and his crew of escaped slaves came through an eldritch portal in the Caribbean and landed in one of our largest oceans. They were ultimately captured by the Grand Masters, and added to various herds. This was a mistake. Captain Nathaniel and his crew had secret code signs and many other such things, they quietly talked, and other slaves listened. The herds grew restless. Eventually, there was a general uprising of the majority of the population; the Greater and Lesser Masters tried to stop us, but we won. After some weeks, the last of the masters agreed to be bound by the \"Magna Carta\" the great charter, which laid down the basic tenets of our nation and world and society and religion and, well, everything.\"\n\n\"Twenty one years ago, I was born. As part of my Rarathura as outlined in the Magna Carta I have to go to another world or national unit and submit myself to slavery for a year, a month, and a day by the ageing standards set for my race and live as my Master wishes during that time without complaints or volition before I may return a full adult and participate in our society. This is especially important for me since I am the distant descendant of fourteen of the leaders of the great uprising including both Captain Nathaniel and Revelation Quando. This means I have a possibility of reaching high political office if I don't screw up my Rarathura too badly.\"\n\n\"So, that's what you were doing in the park?\" Detective Sanderson asked.\n\n\"Yes.\" Barkie replied...\n\n(To be continued.)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: A jealous scientist creates a special potion to shrink her sister’s big tits. | [
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"content": "Decided to spice things up with a little attribute theft. Hope you enjoy!\n\n---\nFor as long as she could remember, Drew had always hated Debra.\n\nThey were twins. Sororal twins, to be precise. Which meant that they were constantly being compared against each other. And since Debra was always prettier and friendlier, Drew was constantly pushed to the side while her sister got all the attention. Nobody sat with her at the lunch table, nobody came over for playdates with her, and no boys would even look her way--especially not when Debra was in the room.\n\nAt the very least, she had one advantage over her sister: Drew was an exemplary student. Straight A's every report card, student of the month every month she was eligible, two years above her grade level in reading and math, every academic achievement available to her, she earned fair and square. Debra, on the other hand, was nowhere near as bright. Drew was proud of herself, for sure, but Debra didn't seem bothered by her poor grades. As long as she passed the year, she didn't care what the letter was. This was frustrating for Drew, but she at least knew that she had _something_ over her sister.\n\nThen high school came, and things took a turn for the worse. Even as kids, it was obvious that Debra won the genetic lottery, with her wavy blonde hair and flawless tan skin, as opposed to Drew's flat black hair and pale, freckled complexion. But once puberty hit, all bets were off. While Drew maintained the physique of a bean pole, Debra seemed to be outgrowing her bras faster than she could buy them. Not helping was the fact that around this same time, Drew's eyes decided to just not work anymore, and she ended up needing to get glasses. She went from being the less pretty of two sisters... to being mistaken for Debra's brother (she also grew to despise her parents for naming her the way they did, which _did not help_ the gender confusion.)\n\nThis wouldn't have been so bad if her teachers didn't turn out to be such perverts. Drew had seen Debra's homework, she was just as far behind as she had been in grade school. Yet as the letters on her bra approached F, the letters on her report card approached A. Now Drew had absolutely _nothing_ to set her apart from Debra. Her jealousy quickly boiled over, from frustration straight into the depths of resentment. \n*She thinks she's so much better than me?* Drew thought, *Well, she better enjoy it while it lasts, because someday... I'll be the one everyone wants!*\n\nFor almost a decade, Drew threw herself into what *she* was best at: science. She graduated top of her class from Caltech, majoring in biochemistry, then got her Ph.D. four years later. From there, she began working nonstop on her biggest project. Two years she slaved day and night, never resting until she solved all the equations, built all the molecular models, and synthesized all the chemicals she needed. She wanted this project to be completed as soon as possible. At last, just three days before her and Debra's 28th birthday, she had what she was looking for. Two vials, no taller than her pinky fingernail, each filled with what could only be ten milligrams of \ngreen and purple liquid, respectively. It was a pitiful yield ratio, to be sure, but more than enough for her purposes. Her lips contorted into a devilish sneer as she picked up the phone. \n\"Deb, you there?\" she said, \"It's me, Drew.\" \n*\"Oh, hello, Drew.\"* Debra practically sang over the phone line, *\"What's up?\"* \n\"Well, I was just thinking, our birthday is coming up this weekend. I was wondering if you'd be interested in stopping by for some cake and drinks?\" \n*\"Oh, of course! It'll be so nice getting to catch up with you. How long has it been, three years?\"* \n\"Wow, it has. I'm sorry I haven't been such a great sister.\" \n*\"Hey, don't worry about it. You know I'll always love you.\"* \n\"Thanks, Deb. I love you too.\" \nShe managed to get the words to sound honest, but Drew was glad Debra couldn't see her face as she said them. \n\"So feel free to drop by whenever you'd like on Saturday. It'll be fun, I'm sure of it.\" \n*\"Of course. Bye, Drew!\"* \n\"Bye, Deb.\" \nDrew hung up the phone and held up the red vial. \n\"I'm sure it'll be *so... much... fun...*\"\n\n---\nTo be continued..."
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"content": "“Damian Harwick?” The nurse called from the double doors. He raised his hand, and she signaled him to follow. They did all the usual procedures–height, weight, blood pressure, and temperature–, then she guided him to an exam room in the back corner. “Having a good day so far?” she asked.\r \n\r \n “Eh, business as usual.” he shrugged, less than enthusiastic.\r \n\r \nShe chuckled as she guided him to the exam bed, the paper crinkling under his weight. “You sound excited.”\r \n\r \n“Is anyone excited for their yearly physical?”\r \n\r \nShe started typing at the computer, pulling up his chart. “You’d be surprised.”\r \n\r \nDamian wasn’t thrilled, to say the least. He never liked medical settings or doctors, and he dreaded every appointment. Plus, this doctor, who he had been seeing for about three years, wasn’t the most polite or caring in her bedside manner. She was blunt to a fault, and it didn’t make for a pleasant visit. He knew, however, even as a fit guy, he needed to stay on top of his health. Lest he succumb to heart disease and high cholesterol like his late father. So atop the exam bed he sat.\r \n\r \nAfter a few history follow-up questions, the nurse tossed him a gown. “So, Dr. Lawson will be doing a full physical exam today. Take everything off including underwear, place them in the chair, and put on the gown. She’ll be in shortly.” As she turned to leave, she poked her head back in with a smile, “The doctor seems to be in a good mood today, so it should be better than normal. And I think you’re her last patient today. So, good luck!”\r \n\r \nThe door shut, and Damian followed instructions, donning the front opening exam gown and climbing back onto the bed. A few minutes passed, and there was a knock at the door. “Anybody home?”\r \n\r \n“Yeah, come on in.” \r \n\r \nThe door opened, and in walked Dr. Lawson, who… was smiling at him? “Afternoon, Damian!” she beamed. “Long time no see!”\r \n\r \nTaken aback, he stuttered in response, “Y-yeah. What, it’s, uh, been about six months?”\r \n\r \n“Yeah, for your shoulder injury. How’s that healing up?” she asked, an unfamiliar lilt to her voice as she sat on the stool.\r \n\r \n“Um, g-good! Not a lot of pain any more.”\r \n\r \n“Yay!” her smile grew even bigger as she turned to her charts, crossing her legs delicately as she typed. “Well, you’re looking fantastic! Let’s take a look at your records.” \r \n\r \nImmediately, Damian noticed some drastic changes in Dr. Lawson. Instead of her icy exterior, she radiated a certain warmth that glowed from her flawless, olive skin. While she was usually dressed in sensible slacks and plain brown loafers, today a red dress peaked out past her newly form-fitting lab coat, complemented by tall black heels. She also wasn’t one to put tons of effort into her appearance, but today her thick, coffee colored hair was down in loose curls, her cheeks were rosy, lashes were long, and her lips were a succulent, juicy red. Granted, even if her personality was typically less than desire, Damian knew she was an attractive woman. But she was a total knockout today. He chuckled to himself silently, Ha, maybe she’s finally getting laid.\r \n\r \n“Alright, Damian. Let’s get started.”\r \n\r \nHe settled in, breaking himself to be poked and prodded… when he watched Dr. Lawson lock the exam room door. “Is that… a new privacy measure.”\r \n\r \n“Unfortunately,” she sighed, putting on her gloves. “We’ve had a bad case of nosey nurses lately, so we’re trying to minimize patient information leaking through the practice. I hope that’s okay.”\r \n\r \nDamian felt a strange tugging in his stomach, unsure if he can trust her, but he shook it off with an unsteady smile. “Whatever you say, Dr. Lawson.”\r \n\r \nShe laughed coyly, “Please, Damian. You’ve been my patient for three years now. Celine is just fine.”\r \n\r \n“Okay… Celine.”\r \n\r \nThe exam went through the usual suspects, but her behavior was so different during each one. During his ear exam, she stood extremely close, her perky breasts pressed against his arm and her hand caressing his thigh. When flashing the light in his eyes, she mentioned “how pretty his eyes were” and “how she’s fallen for so many green eyed bad boys.” She had him open his gown during the heart and chest exam, complimenting him on how trim he looked since his last visit. She even made an off-handed comment, saying how she would offer him fertility testing since he mentioned wanting kids, but she doubted she would have problems considering his… virility. She was giggling, flirting, and touching him every chance she could, as if the last three years of professional distance and aloofness never existed. He was incredibly conflicted. Should he be excited? Nervous? On high alert? He liked the attention, and in any other scenario he would’ve already taken her home. But something was amiss, and he wasn’t sure where it was heading.\r \n\r \n“Okay, Damian, last but not least, we have to do the gential exam. Can you hop off the table and open your gown for me?” \r \n\r \nDamian obeyed, opening his gown fully to expose himself to her. He heard her breath hitch, as if she was excited to see him naked. She squatted down, now eye level with his flaccid cock, and she started to feel around his testicles. Before today, this part was quick: turn and cough, feel for abnormalities, and move on. Now, she was taking her sweet time. She looked up at him, gazing at him through doe brown eyes as she cupped and caressed him in a gentle way. Damian tried to remind himself this was a clinical setting, but the sensation reminded him of anything but. Don’t get hard, you bastard.\r \n\r \nFinally, she had him cough. Then she smiled, “Well, there are no lumps or concerns with your testicles, let’s check your cock…” She chuckled darkly at her “error”, her honeyed voice slow and soft. “Sorry… I mean, penis. How embarrassing.”\r \n\r \nShe started moving his shaft up, her motions clinical at first, but changed slowly to her stroking him. Damian gasped as he felt the blood rush down, his cock starting to stiffen. “C-Celine, w-what are you–”\r \n\r \n“Shhh…” she purred. “I promise this is all part of your exam.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: After some strange stuff happening in his apartment he jokingly boys a Ring that allows the wearer to See, hear and Touch ghosts. when he Puts it on, he did not expect to find a cute tomboy sitting on his lapp, snuggling into his chest. | [
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"content": "Roland Karling was very familiar with the signs that ghosts were active. As a wizard, he was also in a position to do something about it. So, when he became convinced that some spiritual apparition was trying to get his attention, he prepared a magic ring. It was a minor working, and he could have done it without props, but he was at home and was not under time pressure, so he did it the easy way. He rang a bell:\n\n\r \n“With this sound, may I hear it.” A second ringing of the bell, “With this sound, may I see it.” A third, “With this sound, may I touch it.” Then he took the ring in his hand. He held it for a moment, then sat down in the comfortable reclining chair in the corner of his living room. He took a moment to compose himself, then put on the ring. And saw…\n\n\r \nA young woman with the slender, well-muscled, body of a serious swimmer. A little short, with small breasts, but definitely an adult. Her skin seemed pale, although all ghosts were pale to human sight. Her black hair was cut short, in a male style. She was completely naked and, abruptly, sitting on his lap. She smiled at him and snuggled in with him – like someone half asleep on a cold night, snuggling with their bedmate for warmth and comfort. He was wearing a heavy bathrobe over sweatshirt and sweatpants, and in a moment, she had the robe wrapped around them both. His arms wrapped around her before he knew what he was doing and… he held her. They lay together for a long moment, before she finally spoke:\n\n\r \n“Did you know, I wasn’t sure that that would work.” He closed his eyes; scent was not part of the spell, but he thought that he could smell her. A spicy men’s shampoo and some hair product, with an underlying scent of chlorine from time spent in swimming pools. A long moment passed in silence, and he felt her hand wander down to his groin. Felt it enter his sweatpants and find his flaccid penis. She began to casually play with it, absently trying to arouse him. It worked. He was not young, but he was hard – painfully hard - almost immediately. He finally managed to speak:\n\n\r \n“What do you want, spirit?” He still had his eyes closed, but somehow he knew that she was smiling. \n\n\r \n“It’s been more than a year since I died. I’ve hardly spoken with anyone since then. Haven’t felt warm, felt touched, since then.” A long pause as her hand grasped the shaft of his penis and began to stroke. “Do you know how I died, wizard?” He hesitated, then grunted no. He didn’t. Another moment passed, her hand kept stroking while her other hand stroked his neck, ran fingers through his hair. “To be warm again, to feel human touch again. That’s something.” It was something, perhaps, but it was not an answer.\n\n\r \n“I ask again, what do you want?” He was sure that he could smell her, could feel not just the weight and touch of her but the warmth that she would have had as a living young woman. His heart was racing, he let out a long groan as she spent a moment nibbling on his earlobe. Kissing his neck.\n\n\r \n“I want many things. To be warm, to be – respectfully! – touched. To be loved.” He felt her lips against his, felt her tongue, parted his lips… they spent a long moment together like that, sharing a kiss. He remembered a line from Shakespeare, some of the last words said in Othello, that great play about betrayal and deception. To die upon a kiss…\n\n\r \n“Three times I ask. Three times and done. What do you want?” He felt her stiffen slightly, as the magic in his voice compelled her. Ask a fairy or a spirit a question three times, and you can compel an honest answer. She still hesitated for a moment before she replied:\n\n\r \n“It was horrible, the way that I died. Brutalized and violated by someone I had trusted.” The words should have killed the mood, woken him fully, but her hand kept stroking his cock and her other hand was stroking his face and it felt so nice that he still did not open his eyes. “I’ve heard that ghosts can work magic, of a kind. If they have the right gift.” He nodded faintly:\n\n\r \n“Yes… if someone gives them life. Life in the form of human or animal sacrifice, but also life in the form of life creation – sex.” The hand grasping his penis stopped stroking for a moment, gave him a little squeeze.\n\n\r \n“Yes?” He cleared his throat.\n\n\r \n“So, that’s what you want. A gift of life from me so that you can take revenge.” Hesitation, then:\n\n\r \n“Raped and revenged? Perhaps. Or call it justice. If I make sure they find enough evidence that they know it was him, or if I end him, either way would be justice.” He was intensely aware of her.\n\n\r \n“Life for death?” A moment of hesitation, then, “It doesn’t work if you jerk me off. The seed has to go inside you.” She hesitated for a moment, but then went into action. She got his cock free from his sweatpants, got on top of him and… he felt warmth and tightness as she took him inside. Warm, wet, tightness. He groaned as she began to ride him, groaned as she leaned in and kissed him softly on the mouth. He felt the warmth and weight of his ghostly lover as she rocked back and forth, as she did her best to please him. He savored the feeling, savored the feeling as she ran her fingers through his hair again. She wanted warmth, and touch, and love – all of those things as well as revenge. He wanted them too, he wanted to be loved.\n\n\r \nHe came, and the instant that he came she was gone. He opened his eyes, and found himself laying on his recliner, all alone. There was no hint of her saliva or her juices, no hint even of his own fluids – she’d taken the semen with her when she’d gone. Somewhere, he supposed, a rapist had just died – and probably died horribly. He found he couldn’t care. He felt tired, tired and lonely and a bit cold. He put his cock away and pulled his heavy robe around himself like a blanket as he lay in the recliner. \n\n\r \nA moment passed, he thought about calling a friend or going out for a walk where he might see people – or even ordering a pizza or something. He thought about women, about the women he’d slept with and the new entry on that list. A sad, lonely, ghost. He considered that poor woman and felt a great pity for her – and a hint of disgust with himself. She had had a choice – to take his offer or to refuse it and remain a ghost, cold and alone and helpless. He had not thought, had not realized what he was doing in the heat of the moment. He could have offered to sacrifice a mouse for her, should have offered. She’d been raped and he’d offered her what she wanted – but offered it only if she’d accept his semen. He wondered about her desperation, what she’d been thinking as he’d entered her – as she’d touched and stroked and pleased him. \n\n\r \nHe closed his eyes and wept for a woman whose name he did not know."
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Sitting at home and enjoying a birthday in his mid thirties, a man is impressed by how many women stop by to give him various strip teases, hand jobs, or sexual favors for his gift. Girls from his life or paid to be there. expressing they are happy to see him happy, and that he deserves this. | [
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"content": "Walter woke up alone on the morning of his 35th birthday. Blinking and yawning at the light coming through his window, he spent a moment contemplating the state of the world – and his place in it. He had had better birthdays, he decided glumly as he contemplated his bedroom. Last year, for instance, he’d woken up with a wife in bed next to him, and she’d given him a morning blowjob as a birthday present. Woken up with her next to him in a much nicer, shared, apartment. He sighed – why had she had to cheat? He shook off that grim thought a moment later and started getting out of bed. He was alone today, but it was his birthday and he had the day off. He’d take it easy and play some video games, some of his friends would be coming over for dinner and drinks in the evening so there was that to look forward to.\n\n\r \nHe started the coffee first thing, then headed to the shower. He’d just finished when he heard knocking on the front door. Frowning, he finished drying off and threw on a t-shirt and some sweatpants. He went to the door and… the woman at the door had the largest breasts he’d seen on a woman in real life. Enormous, swelling out of a grey sports bra. He was so focused on her breasts that he missed what she’d been saying, had to ask her to repeat herself. She smiled at him – a cute smile on a slightly chubby face, her bleached-blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail.\n\n\r \n“I said, your package got delivered at my apartment by mistake, so I brought it over.” He glanced down – further down than her breasts – and noticed she was holding a small Amazon box.\n\n\r \n“Oh, thank you for bringing it.” He hesitated, wanted to say something – should he ask her to come in? Ask her for her number? She spoke before he had a chance to sort out his thoughts.\n\n\r \n“I smell good coffee, could I come in and have a cup? I’m actually out of coffee.” He smiled, pleased and a little surprised.\n\n\r \n“Sure, come in. I’ll get you a cup.” There wasn’t much space in his little one-bedroom apartment, but at least he’d cleaned up and taken out the trash the night before, anticipating that his friends would stop there before they’d head out for the evening. She sat on one of the barstools he had at the counter and kept smiling at him while he brought over two cups of coffee.\n\n\r \n“Thank you for the coffee, it’s no fun starting the day without it. I’m Nikki, what’s your name?” He took a sip of coffee and tried not to stare at her breasts. The things that they were doing to that poor, outmatched, sports bra…\n\n\r \n“I’m Walter, it’s a pleasure to meet you Nikki.” He smiled, became hyper-aware of his smile and wondered if it was making him look like a creep. She’d realize she was alone with a strange man in his apartment and leave in a moment and he’d never see her – or her tits again. But she spoke before the pause became awkward.\n\n\r \n“What’s in that package? I’m curious.” He glanced at the label, saw it was from one of his old friends from college, Andrew, who was working in the automotive industry up in Michigan.\r \n“Oh, I think it’s a birthday present from one of my out-of-state friends. It’s my birthday today.” Nikki’s smile broadened.\n\n\r \n“Oh, happy birthday then. And to think I didn’t bring a present.” She took a sip of her coffee and he noticed that she had makeup on, had left a lipstick mark on the mug. “How about a blowjob?” He blinked, momentarily confused and then thinking she must be making a joke.\r \n“Sure, a blowjob would be lovely.“ He had intended to go along with the joke, to try asking her out – maybe she could join his group for dinner this evening – but his next words were lost as she got to her knees.\n\n\r \n“Come on, on your feet. Lets get going.” He stood up, and she pulled his cock out of his sweatpants. He wasn’t hard when she first grasped it, but he grew quickly in her hand. She stroked it a few times to start, gave it a little squeeze and a kiss right on the tip. Then she looked up at him with a big grin: “Uncircumcised, nice.” She pulled back the foreskin and kissed the head again, then got to work.\n\n\r \nHer head bobbed up and down while she sucked and stimulated him with her tongue. Talented, very talented. He groaned and leaned back a little against his counter while she worked. He wondered about etiquette; would it be acceptable to place his hands on her head? Her shoulders? He knew enough not to try pushing her head down on his cock or thrusting into her mouth without prior approval. More pleasure, more groaning. He was surprised – and at least a little embarrassed – by how quickly he came in her mouth. She kept sucking while he came and swallowed his seed before releasing his cock. When she looked up at him, her talented mouth twisted into a broad, friendly, and cheerful smile:\n\n\r \n“Happy Birthday, Walter. I hope that the next year is a great one for you.” She stood up and casually tucked his cock back into his sweatpants, then went to her cooling coffee mug and finished her cup in one go. “Thanks for the coffee, I hope that you liked your gift.” He managed, just barely, to sort out his confused thoughts and speak before she reached the door:\n\n\r \n“Wait, Nikki – would you like my number?” She turned back to look at him and gave him that same broad smile he’d seen looking up at him when he’d just finished in her mouth.\n\n\r \n“Sure, why not? I’m not looking for anything long-term or exclusive, but if you’re looking for a friend with benefits in the building, we could arrange something.” They exchanged phone numbers – and apartment numbers – and he felt his mood continuing to lift. When they’d put the information into each others’ phones, she added, “Maybe make it a weekly thing – coffee and chill at your place Saturday morning? Good way to start the weekend.” Walter smiled:\n\n\r \n“Why not?” Then, glancing at the clock that told him it was 8:55 AM, “Although maybe a little later in the day.” She shrugged:\n\n\r \n“Well, I usually go for a run first thing. How about 10:00 next Saturday? You come to my place and see if you can catch me in the shower.” Walter’s smile became a grin:\r \n“Sounds like a plan.”"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Writer’s choice! Anything involving a woman getting a big facial at a party (but not an orgy) — or some other non-sexual public setting. Preferably in front of a mixed-gender group with more than just a few people. Bonus points if it’s either her idea, or she has an “ok sure, why not” attitude. | [
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"content": "Zayda was on a couch, having a drink and conversing with a small group of friends. This was her first get together with them and she wanted to make a good impression. They always seemed so fun around campus, so she was invited her to their house party, she was elated. \n\nDespite being the new girl, they did their best to welcome her into the group. Conversation was stiff and polite at first, but only took a couple drinks to loosen them all up and get them a little *livelier.* \n\n“Isn't it like a right of passage for a girl?” John said, the typical *fuckboy* type. He wore a sports jersey, his blonde hair in a tidy quiff. \n\n“Hell no!” Jeanie responded. “Plenty of girls refuse to do that! It’s demeaning.”\n\n“Demeaning, oh *please*.” Kara replied. “Plenty of girls love it.” Dan, her boyfriend, blushed a bit under his glasses. \n\n“Oh yeah, you included?” Jeanie huffed.\n\nKara’s only response was a laugh, her face turning beet red, hugging Dan’s arm.\n\n“I bet every girl in this room, besides you, has had it done to them.” John continued. “Can you vouch for me, Zayda? Jeanie is the weird one here.” \n\n“John!” Jeanie slapped his arm. “I just introduced her to you guys and you’re asking that?” \n\nJohn had a mischievous grin on his face. “What, she’s cool. She’s been cool all night!”\n\nZayda laughed. “Hey I’m game for awkward questions! If I’m being honest… no, I haven’t gotten a facial before.” Her admittal added a slight tint of red to the usually dark skin of her cheeks.\n\n“Aw man. You were supposed to back me up.” He grinned.\n\n“It’s not out of *not* wanting to.” Zayda defended herself. “I just never got the opportunity.”\n\n“Zay, you’re so missing out.” Kara said, a little too comfortable. She was the drunkest out of all of them. “Watching his face as he cums, the hot load dripping down…”\n\n“Kara! That’s so graphic!” Jeanie said. This was not the way she wanted Zayda to be introduced to the group, throwing her head in her hands in embarrassment. “Dan, control your girlfriend!”\n\nDan shurgged. “Kara likes what she likes.”\n\n“I’m not a prude Jean! I’m down with a little dirty talk.” Zayda smiled, sipping a little more of her rum and coke. “When it happens, I’m sure I’ll like it.” \n\n“*When* it happens! You go girl.” Kara continued.\n\n“If you want I can probably do it for you right now.” John grinned. “Rip that bandaid off.” \n\n\"Jesus, you guys have no goddamn respect.\" Jeanie said. \"Zayda, I am so, so, sorry…\"\n\n\"No way, it's cool. Let’s do it.” Her response had shocked everyone.\n\n\"No joke? Zayda knows how to party!\" Jon laughed. Kara’s eyes lit up, she looked almost excited.\n\nJeanie looked at her friend with crazed eyes. \"Zayda!? You’re joking!”\n\n“No joke. But only if you do it right here in front of everyone.” Zayda’s game of chicken had begun. \n\n“Gross.” Jeanie continued. “I refuse to see Jon’s *thing.*”\n\nJon’s eyes met Zayda’s, gleaming with a hint of competition. As if she was saying, ‘I’ve pitched, it’s your time to swing the bat’.\n\n“Right here?” John asked. \n\n“Right here.” She replied. “Fuck it, why not?”\n\n“Then let’s do it.”\n\n\"Oh man.” Dan chuckled. “You two are nuts.” Kara sat down on the arm of the recliner she shared with her boyfriend, looking on in great interest.\n\nZayda got up off the couch and got herself comfortable on the rug floor. She took a hair tie off of her wrist and used it to manage her finely-curled black hair, pushing it back into a fluffy ponytail.\n\nJon took a deep breath and stood in front of her, his crotch in front of her face. This was happening. \n\n\"Zayda you don't have to…\" Jeanie said. Her hand was covering half her face.\n\n“Why not?\" Zayda smiled. She wasn't nervous, or feeling awkward about it. She wasn’t a prude, and knew it’d happen sooner or later. Doing it here would make Jon’s night, and give everyone else a wild story to tell. It'd be fun for her.\n\nJohn started to unbuckle his pants, looking down at Zayda. She wore a cheeky little smile. He looked around and grinned at his friends, then gave Dan a thumbs up. He laughed, covering up Kara’s eyes jokingly. \n\nUnbuckled and unzipped, he pulled down his jeans and boxers, his flaccid cock flopping out. He had a decent dick on him, thick, uncut with a pink head peeking from the foreskin. \n\n“Ooh, big boy.” Zayda smiled, teasing John. \n\n“No complaints yet.” He replied. John was calm and composed, hiding his nerves underneath his smile. His dick throbbed a bit, looking at Zayda’s face and imagining it covered in his semen. She continued to kneel there expectantly, while John began to stroke himself.\n\nThe 'crowd' continued to watch in bewilderment. More of the party-goers had crowded around them now, randoms Zayda barely knew from class. They'd all watch her get a face full. Some hollered, but most looked on in aroused confusion.\n\nJeanie had lots of thoughts about it all. Was John really doing this? At a party where all his friends were? To a girl they had *just* met? Was his dick kind of nice?!\n\nMeanwhile, Kara and Dan sat, taking in the eroticism of it all. It was no secret Kara was enjoying herself though, especially after all good press she'd given facials earlier. Dan was embarrassed to now find out John was *bigger* than him.\n\nJohn stroked himself harder now, small moans escaping him as he stroked faster and faster. His shaven balls jiggled back and forth as he stroked. His foreskin covered and uncovered his head in a frantic, yet steady rhythm.\"F-fuck…\"\n\nHe was seriously jerking himself off in front of everyone. Was it his drunk brain? Was it to prove he wasn't afraid of Zayda's challenge? Or maybe, he just wanted to *cum*. Likely a mix of all three.\n\nZayda continued to kneel there, watching the man stroke himself. She liked his dick, she found it attractive. If anyone was cumming on her tonight, she was happy it was a cock she liked. Just the dick though, she had found John to be highly annoying. Her getting a facial from him of all people was ironic, but he didn't back down and neither would she.\n\nHis jerking was fast and hard now, his hand slapping hard against his base, his moans louder now. \"F-fuck, get ready for it.\" The crowd faded from his peripheral now, it was just Zayda's sweet face in front of him, ready for a load, her smug smile asking to be *covered.*\n\nDan whistled through his fingers as John bucked his hips, he was at the edge of climax.\n\n\"*Fuck!*\"\n\nFrom the tip of his dick, shot out smooth, hot cum. Zayda flinched, closing her eyes as a rope landed on her face, another in her hair. One hot stream covered from her chin to her forehead, the viscous liquid clinging to her face. Two more erupted from him as he continued his orgasmic moans. They got weaker, one spurt on her lips, and finally a last weak shot landing on her chest dripping down into her cleavage. She could feel his sticky mess all over her. She opened her eyes and smiled up. \"Congrats, big boy.\" She teased him again. \"Feel good?\"\n\nJohn huffed, composing himself after his intense climax. \"Yeah… Fuck yeah.\"\n\nJeanie's face was in her hands, though it was obvious she was peeking. Kara was biting her lips, whispering something into Dan's ears. His smiling face flushed, and he picked her up and carried her to another room.\n\nThe small crowd cheered as Zayda stood up, showing off her new make up. She licked her lips and grinned."
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"content": "The students attending the summer intensive training course were not quite living in barracks, but even by the low standards of student housing their rooms were unimpressive. The building was new but had been designed by an untalented architect with odd theories who must have been either politically connected or ridiculously lucky to get the contract. They had private bedrooms, but they were tiny windowless rooms designed to make them spend as little time there as they could. There was a communal bathroom for every sixteen rooms, as well as a common room with an attached kitchen. The bathrooms had communal showers, with eight showerheads and space for eight to shower simultaneously, but with no privacy for any of them. Furthermore, the showers were open to the rest of the bathroom, so anyone using the sinks would be able to see in. This made it slightly awkward that their set of sixteen rooms had been filled with ten women and six men. Still, they’d made the best of it and agreed that the men would get up a little earlier to go first.\n\n\r \nIt was the first morning, and David was just finishing in the shower when a gorgeous naked woman walked up to him, smiled, and asked if she could use his shampoo. He was, of course, instantly painfully erect. He nodded and she tuned on the showerhead next to the one he was using:\n\n\r \n“Thanks! I’ll have to buy some of my own stuff later today, I just forgot yesterday.” She took the bottle she’d asked about and started cleaning himself. David looked around, saw he was the last man still in there. Had she gone in to encourage him to leave? He wondered if he should apologize. He’d just turned back towards her with some thought of asking that question, when she interrupted him before he could begin:\n\n\r \n“I see that you have an erection. Would you like me to fellate you?” He blinked, uncertain if he’d heard correctly:\n\n\r \n“I’m sorry, did you ask-“ She cut him off:\n\n\r \n“Would you like me to fellate you? To provide a blowjob, to go down on you? Would you like me to suck on your penis until you ejaculate?” He blinked, managed to stammer a reply:\r \n“N-No, no thank you.” She frowned. \n\n\r \n“Oh well, perhaps some other time.” He didn’t know what to say, so David just finished his shower as quickly as he could and went out to start his day.\r \n\r \n\r \nThe next four hours of classes passed in a blur, and David rather feared he wasn’t getting much out of them. When they broke for lunch he found himself sitting with four other men from his cluster of rooms as well as one of the instructors. Acting a little cautiously because of the instructor’s presence, he asked his fellow students:\n\n\r \n“I’m wondering if any of you know anything about one of the other people in our set of rooms, a very striking woman.” They all seemed to know who he was talking about.\n\n\r \n“About five foot eleven inches? Athletic white woman with dark hair?” David nodded, and another of them explained:\n\n\r \n“That’s Lisa. She’s an international student from Unsinn, a very odd place.” David nodded again, asked:\n\n\r \n“So I’m not the only one who thinks she’s acting strangely?” The instructor cut in at that point:\n\n\r \n“Unsinn has some unusual cultural aspects. Public nudity, weather permitting, is common – and they’re very casual about oral sex. It’s not quite like it’s a handshake or something, but a good rule of thumb is that if you know someone well enough that they’d agree to go get a cup of coffee with you, then you know them well enough that they’ll say yes if you asked for oral sex.” He paused, smiling at a memory. “Sexual orientations and schedules permitting, of course.” Shaking his head, the instructor continued, “I spent four years there, wonderful time. Students are off limits to me as an instructor, but I suppose you could try if you liked.” The five students looked at each other, and David was the first to speak:\n\n\r \n“Yes, I suppose we could.”"
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"content": "Tiffany moaned, and she felt Her friend thrust into her pussy, rocking her with him, as he gripped her wide, shapely hips and pounded her against the arm of the couch. Through her skirt, her clit was rubbing against that same couch arm, it was all she could do to keep herself propped up on one elbow, with one hand groping her fat tits, and the other still trying to hold her phone.\n\nTiffany's heavy, cantaloupe sized breasts heaved and sloshed against her arm, jiggling with every thrust, as her friend fucked her, driving her against the upholstery. She'd long since popped out of the top she was wearing, and the sides of her halter framed and squeezed her bust as she willfully groped herself. Her friend's hands roamed up under her skirt, caressing and squeezing the smooth, tan skin of her thick thighs and juicy bubble butt.\n\n\"Shoots going good Mom,\" She texted, still feeling a little weird about it, but feeling horny all the same. It was strange, to think that her parents were on board with her streaming career now, but she'd successfully convinced them that it was a \"real job.\"\n\n Always a tomboy, Tiffany had mostly been into gaming. That didn't stop her libido from blossoming as her body did though, and being one of the boys meant that she had a lot of horny, hard up friends. She had a natural hourglass shape to her, and she'd always had generously wide hips and fit, toned thighs. She'd become known in her circle of friends for always being willing to give a quick handie if one of them was feeling blue balled, and she blushed at how much she preferred simply finishing them into her mouth.\n\nShe'd set up a gaming channel, streaming all of her favorite titles, but her subscriber base was slow to grow. She had a few steady fans, but She hadn't really taken off, not until She did a collaboration with her friend Misty. Misty was a makeup vlogger, and the way she painted Tiffany's naturally plump, plush lips took her from tomboy next door to gorgeous. Her fans loved it.\n\nThat was only the first part though. At 19, Tiffany was doing college from home. That didn't stop the freshman 15 from coming on though. As it turned out, Tiffany tended to pick up weight in her thighs, and her hips, in her butt, and especially in her bust. As she ate more junk food, her breasts had started to balloon. She'd gone from being practically flat when she was super fit and super toned, to being a plump sea or d cup as a thin layer of fat accumulated over top of her tomboyish muscle. She was a bit embarrassed about it at first, having occasionally been able to pass as a boy during high school, but she couldn't help but enjoy the attention.\n\nOne night, she was feeling bold, and she did a titty flash online, with her face hidden of course. It was amazing. The most popular post she'd ever made. One thing led to another, and soon she was selling memberships for racier material.\n\nThat was about where Misty, and her parents got more deeply involved. Tiffany needed new equipment, and when her parents saw how much she was making, and how much she genuinely seemed to glow with how she enjoyed being the center of attention, they were surprisingly all for it! They'd always known that their little girl was a little slutty, and they'd known more than they let on about what she got up to \"hanging out with the boys.\" It also hadn't passed her parents notice the way that she'd been outgrowing her bras just recently. Along with Misty, they hatched a plan.\n\nOne of Misty's sponsors was a supplement brand for influencers that promoted bust and booty growth, especially with excess calories. So, Misty convinced them to give Tiffany a sponsorship too, even though the blonde tomboy was much more of a gamer girl. That wasn't all though.\n\nTiffany objected at first, but Her mom knew she had a giant sweet tooth, and Tiffany simply couldn't resist all of the childhood favorite comfort food and fresh baked goodies that her mom started keeping around. She still played sports, and she still exercised, but she ate…and she ate, and she started getting much, much bustier. She knew exactly what her parents were doing, but she just couldn't help it. Her appetite is growing right along with her boobs, especially with the supplements Misty had given her, and she had to admit…She looked hot.\n\nAnd then there was Misty's more direct part. The mukbangs. Misty would show up with tons and tons of donuts and other rich food, obviously with a mischievous, pervy grin on her face knowing what it was going to do to her friends expanding bustline, and she would practically force feed Tiffany on stream. Reluctant as she was at first, and self-conscious about the way she was turning into a bimbo fuck doll, Tiffany couldn't help but finish every stream with huge amounts of donations, a belly filled to bursting with rich food, and a tingle in her panties that usually had her masturbating as soon as the cameras were off. She was kind of getting hooked on all this herself, and the encouragement from her sexy friend stroked her ego and her libido.\n\nMisty was sure to document every inch that her friend's figure grew, and Tiffany even started to take a bit of pride in it herself. Misty would often rub Tiffany's tummy as she ate, or to soothe her after a thorough stuffing, and it wasn't unusual for the two of them to make out, sometimes after the stream, but soon enough, during it.\n\nWith her parents' support, and Misty's encouragements including more and more \"plumping\" lip gloss, which Tiffany liked the feel of, Tiffany was looking hotter than ever.\n\nThe tomboy's breasts had ballooned to the size of large melons, practically the size of her head, and they would jiggle whenever she so much as moved her controller. She tended to wear cropped t-shirts or halter tops, often braless, as she still hadn't gotten the hang of ordering the custom sizes she suddenly needed, and her pink, strawberry-like nipples were frequently visible through the thin fabric of her clothes. Whenever she wore white tees, even her areolas would be visible. She was still doing titty drops, boob reveals, and occasionally groping herself on camera. Her audience loved it, and she loved it. Her flat, if slightly soft tummy flared out into a wide set of hips that were enough to grab attention in their own right, and her butt would have looked right at home in any rap video. Misty had encouraged her to grow her hair out a bit from her old, boyish pixie cut into something that could style into a long ponytail. Tiffany didn't want to admit liking it, but she did.\n\nTiffany couldn't help but get horny looking at herself in the mirror. Part of her regreted that she'd never be able to pass for a boy again, but it was dwarfed by the part of her that thought she looked hotter than any other girl she'd seen, and by the part of her that sent a tingle to her pussy whenever she felt eyes on her.\n\nShe hadn't actually done anything too, too racy on stream until, at Misty's insistence, she had done a stream from her friend Bryant's lap. The two of them were playing a co-op game together, with part of the challenge being sharing her gaming chair.\n\nHe'd done admirably in the game, almost being able to keep up with her performance, but throughout the whole thing they were both distracted, him by his suddenly even hotter friends thick thighs and bubble butt grinding in his lap, and her by his sizable erection starting to peek out from underneath the leg of his shorts and rub against the back of her thigh. She'd been squirming on him during one particularly tense action scene, and they both felt something. His cock, the head of it rubbing against The bare skin of her thigh, underneath her tiny pleated skirt, was getting more and more stimulated, hotter and hotter as she moved and shifted in his lap, and between that, and the multiple times that his hands brushed and bumped against her heavy breasts as he reached around her to hold his own controller, he popped.\n\nTiffany felt the heat and slickness as he came on the back of her leg, pumping his cum all over the back of her thigh even as they played. Bryant shuttered and stifled a groan, and Tiffany herself felt a wave of heat pass over her own chest, her own arousal growing. Clumsily, she fumbled for the button to send the stream to a quick break.\n\n(1/2)"
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Write a story using this writing prompt: Most people thought it was the robot suit that gave her her powers, but it only serves to activate them. Her true power was that sexual pleasure increased her speed and strength, the more of it she felt stronger she was. The only issue was that orgasming would her abilities for an hour. | [
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"content": "This ended up being just a *little* too long to post as a comment, so I had to split it up into two parts. Hopefully, that doesn't mess up the flow too much.\n\n---\n\nRachel Ryder sat in the back of her stretch limousine, sipping a glass of champagne as the Vegas lights passed her by. She set the flute down on the armrest and stretched out her body, pulling the olive green silk of her dress taut against her figure. She pulled the black scrunchie out of her hair, letting her golden locks fall against her smooth, tan shoulders. \n\"Ugh, I'm exhausted,\" she said, \"why do I even go to all these galas?\" \n\"To maintain a positive image of yourself and your company.\" an electronic voice reminded her over the car speakers, \"If you neglect your social expectations, shareholders might be inclined to withdraw their investment.\" \n\"Thanks, Eugene, I'd completely forgotten.\" Rachel snarked. \n\"Your tone indicated an earnest question,\" Eugene said, \"I fail to see how my earnest answer warrants sarcasm.\" \n\"Look, let's just go home, and hopefully I'll be able to get some sleep.\" \n\"I'm sorry, Miss Ryder, but I'm afraid that an immediate return home might not be possible.\" \n\"What now?\" \n\"Reports are coming in of a giant robot attacking the Strip.\" \n\"Again? That's the third one this month! Ugh, fire up the suit.\" \nRachel stood up and walked to the back of the limo cab, unzipping her dress as she went. She cast the dress aside, leaving her in her lacy black bra and panties as the floor opened up, revealing an open suit of armor splayed out underneath. She stepped onto the footpads, then the suit closed up around her. The armor was painted in teal green, with rose gold arms and thighs. Her face was covered with a smooth, featureless mask, with only a narrow purple visor covering her eyes. \n\"Impossible Edge suit ready for combat, Miss Ryder,\" Eugene said, \"shall I activate the system?\" \n\"Go ahead.\" Rachel said. \nAs soon as she gave the word, Rachel felt a pleasant tingling in her vagina as the inside of her suit's crotch began to vibrate. The roof of the limo opened into the cab, and the Impossible Edge jumped high into the air onto the roof of the Sahara Hotel.\n\n---\n\n*Two years earlier*\n\nRachel walked through the halls of the main Ryder Technologies laboratory building, wearing a long white coat over a navy blue skirt suit. She saw a black-haired woman standing in front of a door, marked with yellow caution stripes around the frame and a large red and black biohazard sign. \n\"Welcome, Miss Ryder,\" the woman said, \"I'm Dr. Pamala Finger, it's a pleasure to meet you.\" \nRachel shook Dr. Finger's hand. \n\"Dr. Finger, eh?\" Rachel said, \"I better speak with your past partners to see how well the name suits you.\" \nRachel ignored the shocked expression on Dr. Finger's face as she continued to speak. \n\"So, you wanted to show me what you've been working on?\" \n\"Oh, uh, yes,\" Dr. Finger said, \"right this way.\" \nDr. Finger opened the door and led Rachel into the lab, where several technicians worked on computers. They approached a glass window, which showed the inside of a cage housing a pair of chimpanzees. One ape was squeezing a handheld device with a dial gauge on it, and the other was pulling on a bar tied to a metal cable. \n\"Are these the test subjects for our performance enhancers?\" Rachel asked. \n\"Yes,\" Dr. Finger said, \"they've been injected with a formula designed to increase their physical strength during an adrenaline rush.\" \n\"Like a mother lifting a car off her baby?\" \n\"Similar effect, different mechanism. With this formula, a human body should be able to perform feats of incredible strength *without* putting their body under dangerous levels of stress.\" \n\"I see. So, how are they coming?\" \n\"Results thus far are promising. Experiments have demonstrated a tenfold increase in muscle power under low-stress conditions. And extensive tissue samplings have shown no sign of potential adverse side effects. We should meet our time table with little issue.\" \n\"Excellent. General Shooter will be very satisfied to hear that.\" \nDr. Finger led Rachel to another window, where a pair of rats were engaged in very intense sexual intercourse. \n\"I'm guessing that this isn't for the supersoldier project.\" Rachel said. \n\"No, these are the test subjects for the sexual performance enhancers.\" Dr. Finger said. \n\"Ah yes, *that* project. How's it coming?\" \n\"It's a little early to say, but we're making good progress. We've figured out ways to alter the physiological effects of sex hormones, and we're currently experimenting to find the ideal response conditions.\" \n\"Looks like they've got some good stamina.\" \n\"You don't know the half of it. They've been going at it for 43 minutes now.\" \nThe conversation was interrupted by a digital alarm sound. \n\"What's going on?\" Dr. Finger asked one of the techs. \n\"Major electrical issue,\" the tech said, \"a transformer is about to blow.\" \n\"Take cover!\" Dr. Finger shouted. \nRachel watched as everyone else in the lab moved to protect themselves in a clearly rehearsed manner. Before she could find a hiding spot for herself, a small fireball burst from a lab table with a rack of vials on it. The shockwave knocked her to the floor as she was splashed with various multicolored fluids, shards of test tube cutting up her lab coat and suit.\n\nEver since that day, Rachel has had a unique gift: whenever she was sexually aroused, all of her physical abilities were enhanced to superhuman levels. Realizing the potential good this power could do, she designed herself a suit of armor to protect herself, her identity, and most importantly her shame, and became the Impossible Edge. With guidance from her computerized assistant, U.G.N.E., she protected Las Vegas Valley from any supervillains that dared to endanger its people.\n\n---"
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