While you are still not really sure how you got enrolled, you quietly led yourself into the warehouse sized room that reeked of steel beams and mildew. The door was fairly standard, no larger than a typical front door, but something felt off by the large sliding mount that framed the entire thing. You try to not think much of it, more focused on what exactly could possibly require so much space. Then suddenly, the door is slammed shut behind you, the large LED spotlights filling the room with a sharp, blinding light. Your eyes take a moment to readjust, seeing a singular standing terminal, the OLED screen presenting you with the last choice you'd ever have to make.

Before you was, well it looked like some sort of application. And from the sound of the vibrating walls of metal and voices, there were others in your exact same position. It's suggested that you talk to the other applicants, they may have more clues to what's going on. Or perhaps you'll just need to find a way out, a much larger way out.

〚 ︽U︾U︽〛Terminal Entry〚︽U︾U︽〛

1. What would you prioritize: identity, freedom, power, or survival?
2. What would you sacrifice for unimaginable power?
3. How much do you trust your own instincts?
4. How easily do you adapt to unfamiliar surroundings?
5. What emotion drives your most extreme decisions?
6. Is your inner monster humanoid?

Terminal Default※
If participant is unable to respond to the following questions in time, or simply refuse to answer these questions, the default options and random responses sampled by others will be used in their place. While it is advised to not let this happen, you are responsible for your own destiny.

--__-- Notes and Meta Stuff --__--
First off, I am so sorry about being go for the past month, but thank you to those who I did get to RP with periodically. And second, I am very sorry I haven't responded to some of the previous responses to the Dairy Queen post, I want to emphasize that these posts aren't just for myself. I encourage other GMs to respond in their own scenes if they so wish to practice the craft, the more the merrier and who knows, maybe you'll find another partner in the comments below!

My own kinks and limits are on my profile if you'd like to see them, but this prompt is mostly to foster larger community interaction, since part of me misses seeing that when the old meta tag still existed and I saw how successful my own post (and the others that spawned from it) performed on these sorts of subreddits. The RP will primarily take place within the comments following the pattern of: reply, transformation, response. If more is to come after that, you are free to send me a chat or continue among each other! I am not the sole GM after all, and TF prompts can be spiced up with more people interacting with one another. If you'd like a reference or result, I am also free to message and request it. I have honestly way too many reference images and GIFs from partners, so perhaps you'll find your next want in a long term session with me or anyone else.

If any GM would like to practice, y'all are more than welcome to reply yourself to these applications to create a new thread. :)

[This prompt is exclusively for participants that are 18+ and all characters/players must be 18+]

I woke up this morning to a new app downloaded onto my phone. I can select any person within a 50 foot radius of it and change anything about them! I'm wanting to test it on someone.... perhaps my own step sis would be the perfect place to start\\\~

(It doesn't have to be siblings if that isn't your cup of tea. Could also go roommates or friends who go to the same club!)

Kinks:
Breast Expansion, Ass Expansion, Giantess Growth, Lip expansion, drool, iq loss, cock obsession, transformations, blow/boob/thigh jobs, cock growth, ball growth, excessive cum, cumflation, milking, lactation, milf, bimbofication, gothification, succubus, long tongue, drool, being milked, being orgasm overstimulated, switch, femdom, face sitting, 69, incest, and more! (Not everything needs to be incorporated)

Limits:
Gross things/ Bad hygiene.

Heres my list! Nothing is mandatory :)

All characters and participants must and will be 18+

So genies exist, you learned that recently while cleaning out an old storage locker you bought at auction.

There was an old bottle, covered in different runes and engravings. When you opened it smoke poured out and wrapped itself around you before an amorphous figure appears in front of you. Immediately complaining about being locked away for centuries and being immensely bored.

It was about to go through the whole rigmarole of the rules but stops. It's been locked away for god knows how long and it's the last genie so who's going to stop it from breaking the rules. So instead you're given unlimited wishes and the only restriction is that you can't take the genie's power.

So what do you wish for first? What do you get up to with the ability to do whatever you want? The genie won't judge.

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Start with who your character is and what that first wish is.

Send kinks and limits

Everyone involved and all characters must be 18+

The Entry to this casino is simply signing a consent form allowing you to wager parts of yourself; this means that instead of losing your money, you can easily win a lot.(just as easy as losing it)

But if you're having a bad run, you can avoid losing money by simply letting the casino make a little change on you (or completely if the Bet was too high).

If you lose, you only have to choose to be changed so that your bet remains intact; in exchange for that, A change will occur in you immediately, without you being able to choose or refuse it.

There's another option too: if you came close to making a Big win you can try adding effects to get closer to winning a lucrative bet.

The changes can be both physical and mental, and the greater the monetary loss, the more changes may occur.

From minor changes like eye color or longer nails to a completely new body! And a new mind, attitude, and common sense!

But of course, from time to time there are promotions to give you a little extra luck (they're nothing magical, just potions with enhanced effects that make the machines start paying out more money recognizing your account)

There are even ways to remove some effects while playing! (Very rare and they can't remove all effects)

The casino offers all kinds of entertainment. From slots that are unique to the casino, to card games (blackjack) and even roulette (With blue and pink colors, you don't want to know what happens if you bet on the wrong one?)

Start winning big! Just begin by signing the contract and providing your casino account details, which are as follows:

Name:

Sex:

Age:

Dom, sub or switch:

Kinks:

Limits:

Initial deposit:

(If You can play multiple characters too):

This will be your initial account, and when you place bets your details may change, and you may or may not notice that they changed.

To start the rp , you can talk to the receptionist who will guide you to the type of game you want to play.

After signing up and creating your account, you can log in directly to any of our entertainment options.

Here are some of the effects that can be Applied to you at the moment of deciding to receive one

Body enhancements ++ (lips, breasts, buttocks, hips, thighs, Tongue, nipples, clitoris, vaginal lips , Body changes such as gender, skin color, clothing, hair )

Mental changes ++ (Gambling addiction, excitement from losing, altered feelings ,Ignoring regret/shame, being bolder, alteration of common sense, alteration of memories, alteration of attitudes)

If we already had a pending DM, send another message. I had some problems and was busy this week, but I'll be more available now.

Good Evening,

I’ve been kicking around this idea for a while and would finally like to really try it out. I’ll start as a male character, but have some kind of accident like a car crash that mangles my manhood. While I am in the hospital, someone close to me convinces the doctors that it’s better for me to have a functioning pussy than a deformed penis. Like a brother, father, best friend or roommate. Maybe it’s even my bully that happened to be there and was just assumed to be a good friend.

I’m Alex, just about below average height at 5’6 and pretty skinny. I have shoulder length dark hair, hazelnut eyes, soft lips and a slightly hooked nose. I don’t want to play out the nitty gritty of medical recovery but more the mind fuck of coming out of a coma and being told what they decided to do for me. Having to learn how to make the best of it. The shock, shame, and maybe weirdly good feeling of using a dilator . Slowly experimenting what feels good, being frustrated I can’t just jerk off. He’ll maybe I’m even convinced to embrace it and start taking hormones . It’d be kind of hot if it was our little secret, everyone thinks I’m still a guy under my baggy hoodie and sweatpants but whenever we’re alone you’re pulling them down and exploring my new hole. I could grow small budding breasts and you dress me up trying to make me become the new me, pushing me more and more into womanhood.

I would even be into some magic or futuristic science that gives me a womb so I can be properly bred and really be who I was meant to be. Your pregnant housewife, or your slut that you sell out to your friends. Which should I become? Let me know in your first message.

Kinks: orientation play, creampies, cumplay, humiliation, dress up, blackmail, group play, petplay, stepfordization

Limits: bathroom stuff and not a fan of anal

Mages tend to be the aspirational sort, always sticking their noses in places just because they're curious, have something to prove, want to grow more powerful, or worse, all three. Whether or not it ends well for them, well, that's a game of chance. Sometimes it ends in success, other times an obituary. Sometimes, it ends....mixed, for a lack of a better word..

Such was the case for one, fledgling lapine mage, looking to make a name for herself. Digging into old times, dusty old artifacts, until she eventually came across the item that'd leave her changed in ways she likely hadn't even imagined. An old spellbook, tucked into an obscure crevice of some magical library, with the first few pages being instructions from the previous owner, of an easy way to be able to both cast the spells inside, and have them rattling around in the head of the new caster without much effort in memorization.

The catch? Well, a process like that couldn't excatly be brute forced if you didn't have the affinity for the spells within, and it was best to know what you were getting into before something like that. Neither of which were thoughts that'd occur to a mage with a burning desire to improve her talents. There were easily available magical boons in front of her, and even if the title of the spellbook had been long faded, what was the worst that could happen?

Well, she couldn't be blamed entirely for what happened next. After all, who would've expected a spellbook by the name of 'Healsluttery and Magical whoredom' to be left unattended?

At least the process of her body and mind being rather...forcibly adapted to the new spell affinity was pleasurable. Sure, her clothes ripped in places, and the new, heavy mana tanks on her chest were inconvenient, but it could be worse, right? Well. If you didn't count the loss in intelligence, inhibitions, and the spike of libido that'd make a succubus blush, and no clear way to revert the changes.

Those might be a problem.

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Hey there! Thanks for reading, even if that title and the plot were a mess. I've been wanting to write this plot for the past day or so now, but I finally got around to actually writing it, so pardon if it's a tad rough!

Anywho. Today's idea is fairly simple, but I'll give the shortened version anyhow- A bunnygirl mage of some sort, looking to get a quick and easy way of growing more powerful, happens upon a forgotten spellbook, that initially presents itself as a way to skip actually having to put in any effort into growing as a mage. But of course, as is the case with some things that sound too good to be true, ends up as a faustian bargain. Sure, she gets those spells, but the price is that she probably loses all her old ones, alongside the bodily and mental transformation that follows.

Ideally, I'd like for a more petite, slender bunnygirl to end up along the lines of this- or, as the title says, a bimbunny, albeit a more mild case. Probably not incredibly ditzy and slutty at first, but finding it increasingly hard to focus on fixing herself as time passes, until she can't remember why she wanted to go back in the first place.

As for who I'll be playing? Well, that's up for discussion, but I do have easy options. The first of which being someone she's with, adventurer style, whom helps her set up the ritual/whatever that has her end up in that state. Obviously playing witness to the whole transformation, and freling partially responsible when it comes to helping fix her, though no magical talent and finding her new "skills" helpful make it difficult for him to get her back to normal.

The second option is another magical cohort at some sort of mage's college. Someone that'd notice she hasn't attended any lectures, decides to check on the bunnygirl, and finds herself significantly more curvy than previously remembered.

Finally, the last option, is that she summons a familiar, and ends up with a demon from the lust ring of the hells- I'm partial to a male hellhound (monstergirl encyclopedia style), but other sorts can work. Regardless, they'd definitely be more on the side of wanting to toss her deep into that mental corruption, because it's fun watching mortals lose themselves to desire.

For the first two (and other) ideas, though, I'm partial to playing wolfboys. Entirely because bunny x wolf dynamics are fun, and maybe we cam see that bimbunny grinding on a knotted cock and trying to not lose her mind.

As for kinks and limits, I'm super varied, but to be short on the favorites- I enjoy titfucking, facefucking, breeding, lactation/breast play, Mild bimboficiation, magic used for sex, switching, messy cumshots, facials rough sex, light pain, teasing, dirty talk, mild name calling/pet names, and plenty more.

My limits are fairly standard, as well. No gore, first person perspective, vore, death, bathroom play, abuse, cheating, the word daddy, hyper sizes, and low effort replies. Easy stuff to avoid.

Anywho! Thanks for reading this far down. If you're interested enough to send a message my way, please actually include your thoughts/ideas in your introduction- I'm unlikely to respond without them, as I tend to look for folks that put effort into their first message, instead of people that only ask if I'm still looking.

*It was at night. You just feel bored and horny, but your gooner material like porn or hentai wasn't enough to you that day... So you end entering a rabbit hole and in a strange forum you find a link to a server with a strange post of a witch looking to hear about your deepest fantasies. And you decided to send her a DM*

Yahallo! So this idea is a kind of meta RP about a text (or maybe she ends manifesting where you are) where you have to tell to that witch her deepest TF fantasies. Today I am open to any TF so shoot me with your favourite posion you like but what I am more into is creature TFs (kemonomimi, anthro, feral animals and gender TFs and maybe others like inanimate as long they are sentinent beigns.

limits are: Scat, crazy violence, hyper, gore, vore and bathroom stuff, vomit and piss, underage.

Kinks: Tf, gender bender, genital changes, multibreasts, tentacles, tf by fluids (like saliva, cum, vaginal fluids or milk ) futa, feral animal, anthro, kemonomimi, pet-play, monster and mythical (living creatures) soft-BDSM like bondage or sensory deprivation, and DOM... bestiality, musk (not bad oddors but yes to addition, and smells), mind changes, mind break, non-con, lactation, impregnation, humillation, public sex, cosplay, oviposition (I'm dom but i can switch in rp )

So if you like the idea just send me a DM. I am also open if you just send me an introduction and tell me your fantasies and let's talk! Can't wait to know about your fantasies my fellow horny human :3

Hey everyone! I've been seeking a high quality rp. One that isn't just about smut. One where my partner is an apt writer who gives me replies that are of excellent, expressive quality and a good length. One where the rp is based around the story. One where we really delve into the psycologies of the characters and what situations may realistically happen after a body swap. Doesn't even have to be body swaps. We can explore hypnosis and a whole bunch of topics! Even mix and match!

So, I created a fictional family. I tried to make them seem nuanced and multidimensional enough to make them like real people. I tried for something different and more unique than the typical family you see in a body swap caption. After all, there's lots of different families out there right? I could definitely add more detail to them and answer any questions you may have to help flesh them out more. With a more realistic set of characters, we could have more fun with our rp right?

I figured we could do a lot of different ideas with this family as our test subjects. Maybe they fall victim to trait swaps? Maybe they get selected for Swapping with the Stars? Maybe they're hypnotized to act and dress completely out of character. Maybe they act like or get swapped into Disney princesses. I'm really open to a lot of things with this, just with the family as the main characters in this rp so to speak.

Let me know what you think and feel free to reach out!! Literate messages of decent length that show me you're interested and read my post will be more likely to get replied to

[f4A] make me your puppy mill bitch

need to be forcibly used like your prized backyard breeding bitch, constantly pumped full of doggy cum until i get pregnant, over and over and over again. let me sleep on the bed or lock me outsized at night, abuse me or treat me kindly, make me wear a shock collar or a tail plug or a bitchsuit or never let me wear clothes again. take me out for walks, showing off what a doggy slut i am, or make me hide it. breed me!

main kinks include transformation, huge insertions, atwt, beast, breeding,incest, noncon, orgasm denial, tattoos/piercing/branding/body mods in general, transformation, bdsm, pain, rough sex, petplay,hucow, etc. 18+

18+ only. I show you the ropes on my farm to convince you to volunteer and help with taking care of the animals, which includes milking the cows. One of these cows has a special kind of milk that, once tasted upon the tongue, transforms you into a hucow/cowgirl with expanding breasts, milk production, and a gassy ass. The feeling of your milk flowing in you and the intoxicating scent of your own gas deludes you into thinking that this new you needs to be permanent. In the end you’re corrupted into needing cock 24/7

My kinks-lactation, farting, breastfeeding, feet, corruption, self indulgence

My limits- vore, gore, cruelty, scat isn’t preferred but it can be used sparingly.

She woke up in the middle of the night a single drop of cold sweat falling from her chin. Sydney couldn't sleep. Her chest felt tight and she was so cold. No matter how much she bundled up she felt the cold sinking deeper into her, her fingers had felt numb since yesterday and her fingernails were starting to turn black. She hadn't been able to eat either and she felt like she was starving.. Each time she tried to eat she just couldn't keep anything down. She was fairly sure she was dying but the doctors said all of her tests came back healthier than ever.   

She threw the covers off and swung her legs over the side of her bed. Letting her bare feet touch the ground- she expected it to be freezing, instead it felt warm. Her body must have been colder than the floor, and that thought made her grimace as she staggered to the bathroom. She needed a drink, She was so thirsty. Then she stopped seeing her reflection. One of her Iris' had turned deep red and it looked like the red color was spreading to the other one. Slowly overtaking her blue eyes. She took a horrified step backwards and stared in fear. lightly touching her own cheek as if none of this was real.   

Hey there, I'm Hex. I'm an avid text Rp'er and I've been playing D&D for years. Primarily as a GM. I'm also an artist! How good of an artist you can determine for yourself by checking out my page or my bsky if you're so inclined. Fair warning I draw monster girl smut and werewolf stuff.  

I probably won't tell you much about who I am beyond that, other than I'm a girl and 21+. I like to keep my real life and my ERP and art separate for a number of reasons. 

I am dying to do a long drawn out vampire transformation. If the right partner asks I'd be willing to consider mutual, but really right now I'm looking for someone to primarily GM/Lead this story and transformation for me. 

If we have an Rp that I haven't responded to, just poke me! I'm busy Irl and extremely Adhd, and if you're reading this consider that fair warning. Irl always comes first, and that applies to my partners too if they get busy.

I'd love to discuss this set up with you, to work out the details. Here is the pitch to start, and to give you an idea of what I'm looking for. A vampire has turned Sydney and is waiting and watching for Sydney to come to her, so she can guide her in this new life. I'd love it if this Vampire is a woman and poor straight Sydney finds herself more and more attracted to women just like the Vampire who turned her. 

For the right partner I would also consider a werewolf version of this prompt but don't get your hopes up to much. 

I also enjoy gender transformation themes, and a lot of focus on instincts, urges and mental changes. 

If you think this sounds fun please hit me up, Introduce yourself and tell me your kinks and limits as well as any of your ideas for the story. Prove to me I don't need to hide a password in a post to get well written replies, I believe in you. 

All Characters and partners must be 18+

Hi All,

The basic premise of this, is that I am not great at sex. Maybe not bad, bad. But, I could be better.

Story Setup:

I've now met a really awesome person, and I don't want to screw it up. So, I turn to you for help. Maybe, just maybe, you can help me through this by taking over and walking be through this.

What I am looking for: An initial scene where you and I have internal conversations as we explore my body together. And ending in a romantic scene where you and I are in my body riding the bus as we have fantastic sex.

What I am not looking for:

You to take over my life: your character which enters my mind has a good life. They don't want to just give it up. This is framed as a one time thing.

What I am open to:

Extending the RP: The middle scenes depend on how much you are into slow burn. With great writers I am happy to walk through getting ready, having a long date, and any foreplay before the bedroom. If we write a fantastic finale. I have no plans of waving goodbye. I enjoy setting up new scenes, new stories, etc.

18+ Only

I had quite the fondness for shopping malls, which had greatly diminished over the years as more and more closed down or shrunk to just a few stores on the outside still in operation. And if there weren’t any active malls around to fulfill that sense of nostalgia, there sure as hell were plenty of abandoned ones!

Planning my trip, I did a bit of research about one relatively close to where I lived. As I read into it I found quite a few concerning blurbs about strange seemingly inexplicable occurrences while exploring the area, but it couldn’t be that big of a deal, right? I’d go in during the day, walk around for a bit, take some pictures and leave, easy.

It would take until late into the night for me to finally make my way to the mall. After several hours of driving and getting lost, I was hungry, tired, and exhausted but I had driven too far to turn back. It was almost like something was guiding me here, stringing me along, but that surely couldn’t be the case, right? It had to be all in my head. I just wanted to see this stupid mall…

After walking around the perimeter I would find a small crack in one of the walls that had been festered open after many years of neglect, just wide enough to shimmy through and get inside the mens bathroom of all places, at least I was inside.

Using my phone’s flashlight to guide me, I began to explore the near pitch-black building, the only other source of light being the moonlight dimly lighting up the halls, and… a flickering neon sign at the end, of what looked to be like an old Hot Topic?

My head began to feel light as I marched forwards, like I was in a trench, or more like a moth to a shitty neon sign. It was definitely strange though, how could there be power in a place like this? I felt compelled to touch the sign like I was checking if it was even real, only to get a violent zap, sending me flying back onto the ground, my consciousness quickly fading…

It would take several hours for me to wake up again, judging by the sky it was probably about 4 in the morning. I attempted to get up… only to slip and nearly trip over myself and fall right back down. Why was my body so weak? Lifting up a hand to rub my eyes, I realized I was wearing a thick furry… thing? On my arm? And on my other arm, and my legs, and on my hips… the hell? And did I have fucking braces?!

(Hi, I hope you enjoyed the prompt! Very lengthy and kind of bland I know, but I think it’s needed to set up what will basically be a story of the worst nerdy roommate ever, literally living in my character’s head rent-free. After taking over my character’s body, transforming it however you’d like and making yourself known, you’d make it very clear you have no intentions of leaving unless my character can help you pass on, although you’re going to have a long list of requests to fulfill, mostly watching and playing all of the movies, music and video games you never got to beat before you died, and also all of the new stuff that came out in the last 20 or so years.

We can discuss the specifics of the possession later but I was thinking there would be plenty of back and forth of our characters fighting for control of the body with either able to step in any time they like, leading to lots of incredibly awkward moments out in the world. There’s plenty more we can discuss as well but this post has gone on long enough, so I await your messages!)

Woman have life so easy and as a guy I can say all woman do is complain about oh being pregnant is so hard being a woman is so hard. If it realy is that then I want someone to turn me into a pregnant woman so I can find out how bad it realy is but i bet I handle it easy and get to prove all these woman wrong about how pregnancy realy is. This is a 18 plus rp im a 35 year old guy wanting to try sompthing new

When I heard that Sarah was finally single, I decided to take a chance and buy a ticket to Janus Isle, where she and her friends were having spring break. I figured I could "run into" her, act surprised and finally make the move I'd been waiting for since we'd first started college.

Unfortunately, Janus Isle isn't just any island.

Everyone knew the rumors about the island gods selecting random visitors to change during their stay there, but I was too busy thinking about Sarah to care. My only thought was her as I got off that plane, stepped on the island-

And became the girl I'd spent the rest of this trip as.

The island staff helped me out, gave me new clothes and every complimentary thing they could, but the fact that they were used to this didn't make it better for me. I finally had the chance to be with my dream girl and I'd ended up a girl myself. I was dejected and annoyed, thinking how cruel this it was as I walked down the beach and I saw her there.

But then, I got an idea.

I could find out everything about her, learn about her ideal guy and have an advantage that no one could match when this trip was over. I was one of the girls, after all. So I decided to walk over, make friends, and learn the secrets of her heart.

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"There he is!" giggled Tina as the girls saw him, now her, walking down the beach.

"I can't believe they're a girl!" scoffed Amy. They had a friend that worked on the island who told them that one of their classmates was here, and in a new body. They'd hardly talked about anything else since they arrived.

"He's coming this way!" said Sarah as the new girl approached them. Right away, they could tell what they were trying to do. It was obvious, and a bit dumb. But...

They looked at each other, sharing unspoken plan with nothing but their eyes and intuition. Besides the idea that he was trying to pretend he was a girl to improve his chances with Sarah, there was one thing that each of them was thinking, one thing that was going to make this vacation as fun as could be:

"He doesn't know that we know...let's fuck with him."

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This is a bit of a unique idea so I'll put it as simply as I can.

1. Guy goes on trip to flirt with his crush.
2. Guy becomes a girl.
3. The guy realizes he can embed himself in her friend group and get an inside track on dating her.
4. But the friends know who he is and what he's doing, so they decided to have as much fun with him as possible.

I'm only looking for literate partners and if you're interested and would like to discuss more, hit me up with the password 'Ploy' somewhere in your message.

"Hello! If you are reading this and have the powers listed above, I require you're help. My name is Dexter DeShawn and I am a avid mechanical engineer of a company called Test. Co. If the name isn't a dead give-away, we here at Test. Co take in products, test them at our clients requests and then ship them back out with a Test. Co standard letter grade of how well they did, this includes products that need to be used against or for other products as well!... which is where you come in."

"Long story short: I blew though my budget for test materials and the higher ups have enacted sanctions on what I can use for items being brought to me for testing for the foreseeable future. I however read online that ever since the Great Starburst event of 2022, a sizable portion if earth's population gained various abelites- of which elasticity and malleability being one of the recorded powers- powers that make the user extremely durable, intensely stretchy and generally nigh-on unkillable, the perfect test material abiet arguably unethical.

"Now you must be thinking, "Dexter... you want me to be a test subject?"... Yes!- But this isn't going to be a mad scientist relationship- no no- I'm not out for revenge, money.. sorta- nor out of sadistic tendencies. I just need a substance that can snap back to form and that is reusable to meet quotas which are rapidly approaching and every other avenue I have looked down is ether non-existed nor affordable on my sanctioned budget...

"If you agree to join me under my wing as an lab assistant, rest assured you will be melted, twisted, stretched and possibly even frozen and chopped up!- BUT will be paid \very\ handsomely for your volunteer work here at Test. Co and most importantly taken care of on and off sight by yours truly.

"If you are interested, please get into contact with me at this link down below and we can see we can get an agreement going! Hope to see someone soon!"

\- Deshawn

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Hello! Odd request for an RP right? Well I've been in search for someone to descriptively use the power of Elasticity and Malleability in a RP for all sorta of fun goofy scenarios. Your character has near unlimited stretchiness and masterful controls of their atoms which allows them to morph like clay into objects, thick even mote overpowered Plastic Man. Maybe they need the money or just like the thrill of a dangerous test senerio! Ethier way, they get into contact with my character and thus the fun having story begins.

If you're interested in playing such a role, take a look at these here rules and if nothing is an issue shoot me a message!

\\\\-Be 20+, minors DNI- sight rules for 18+ but just gonna reiterate here

\\\\-Try to keep the plot anime/animated themed. Realistic aesthetic plots are boring to me, the more obscure and absurd the reasoning to stuff is, the better!

\\\\-I'd love to keep this idea a bit more softcore if possible. I love goofy/ecchi nsfw- from teasing/touching to doing actions to insight reactions. Anything from elongated hugs/wrapping of my character to doing activities involving the power (like bungee jumping, parachuting, relaxing on a boat that is partially morphed from your characters body) would be awesome!- But outright sex, nudity and straight odd fetishes/depravity with no buildup/explanation is boring and not too appealing to me. I'd be glad to discuss any wants/needs of yours in DMs but don't be mad when I turn them down.

\\\\-Please be Literate; no short replies. I'm no stickler for spelling, I'm an idiot in that regard myself, just make an effort! The more detail we can come up with, the better the experience will be for both of us. I'm not harsh with this rule though, just try to make an effort- ill notice I promise, even go as far as to push my plot off the rails a bit! I don't want to make the full story here-

\\\\-Finally, please don't come into DMs to be wanting to be fully domed, morphed against your will, to be used- etc... I'm not dominate like that and more leaning towards playing submissive characters! It's fun when there's pushback to the natural predictable ebb and flow of a plot

\\\\-All you need to do is give me a Dm if you're willing to learn more! Otherwise, if you're not interested, then I thank you for reading this whole thing and I wish you the very best!

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That title caught your eye? Then let me explain. In a fantasy world of monsters lurking just beyond any human society, mankind had become pretty adept at hunting, killing, or outright enslaving any poor creature unlucky enough to be snared.

You'll be playing a captured female who'll be bought, trained, and transformed by me for a very special purpose. I'm going to build a menagerie of monster courtesans! You're a brutish she-orc? You'll be as beautiful and elegant as a princess when I'm done with you. A mangy goblin? I'll turn you into the most regal and alluring temptress any man has ever seen! Whatever the species, I can transform you into the perfect lovely lady~

Some key elements for the actual transformations are...

Beautification, increased hygiene, and raised IQ. We can discuss the methods...

I'm open to most kinks if you'd like to include some, but hard limits are Toiletplay, Vore, excessive violence and Preg.

I'm US based CST. If you're interested, please be literate and willing to write at least two paragraphs per response. Or more depending on how you're feeling. I would love someone who is interested in fleshing out this world and building on it with me. I mean, fantasy monster girls? What's not to love!

This is 18+ disc0rd exclusive, so reach out any time. Or DM here first for more details. Hope to train you soon~

Hello! Below are 3 plots oriented around the idea that an errant wish, goes slightly awry as you now have to deal with your friends body being occupied by a man!

Plot One: The model - You run a modelling agency. You have over 20 women under your control and care, and all of them are amazingly grateful, hard workers that respect you... All of them except for one. She's in her early 20's, dating some up and coming rapper, and she has it in her head that without her? Your entire company would crumble. She's abrasive, talks back and doesn't care about you, or your reputation...

But she makes money. Agencies seem to need her, rather than want her, and it's only working to inflate her ego. The last shoot was the worst. It was a swimsuit brand, that flew her to a private island near Hawaii, and she was terrible. As a model, she was great, as a person? Less so. She accused one of the photo editors of being a 'pervert', and he apparently quit on the spot. She demanded over 20 bottles of water, none of them were ever even finished, and she even called the photographer 'Ugly', straight to her face...

After the PR nightmare had been flown home, and you had dealt with her wake, you crawled into bed, and simply whispered, 'God I wish she was a pushover...' Something, somewehere heard you... and you'd find out about it tomorrow.

You called her the next morning, before 10am, just to annoy her... and when 'She' answered, you were shocked. "Hello?!" her voice was quivering, and she sounded like she was on the verge of tears... After a short, ten minute conversation you realized she was either insane, or telling the truth, and someone else was in her body... The pushover you asked for, had arrived. For better, or for worse.

Plot two: The Shy Girl - You've asked her out five times. The first time, she turned so red you were worried she'd pass out, and she didn't speak for a whole hour until she spoke again. The next few times, she replied, but she changed the subject, turning just as red as before.

Eventually, it got to a point where you just wanted an answer. You snapped, raised your voice, and watched as tears welled in her eyes, and she scurried away. You'd over done it, burnt the bridge and might never see her again. You drank that night, and wrote down your feelings, it always helped. 'I just wish she liked me back.'

The ink dried on the page, and the words echoed around reality, and somehow, you wished it into being.

Across town, I had been on my work break, swiping tinder when I saw your profile, and swiped for a match, only to be disappointed... "Damn, I really liked her..." I sighed, before everything went blank.

I woke up in a new bed, eyes red and cheeks flushed as if I'd been crying. The room around me wasn't my own, and the body below me definitely wasn't... It was an hour later when you texted an apology, and I replied with something insane.

'I need your help.'

It was vague enough to be both annoying, and worrying, but you rushed over to her apartment, just to be told what was going on, and realize I might be a little more than you'd wanted...

Plot 3: Your famous crush - You've always seen her on social media, on TV even, and thought, 'She would make the best girlfriend', but of course you weren't in her circles, she had a husband she probably met on Raya, and it was all a pipe dream... Until it really, really wasn't.

Breaking news had hit, that a solar flare was causing people to swap bodies on mass, something to do with the frequency of the heat radiation causing a mismatch in neurons and that lead to cortex's being... messed with? It was all to hard to understand, being drowned in Scientific and medical jargon, but at the end of it all. People were swapping bodies.

Luckily, your town was mostly unaffected, it was reported only 3 people were swapped, and you didn't even know any of them. It was no big deal...

Until you went to work. You worked at a small clothing store, nothing crazy, most of the women who shopped here knew you by name, and you had a frequently returning clientele.

So when she walked in, your throat went dry, and your stomach flipped.

I had been put in her body, and I approached the counter wearing a hat, sunglasses, an oversized hoodie and some tights, I was clearly hiding... "Hey, sorry for the get up-I um- I'm one of the swapped people, and I need help with a lot, sizing, new wardrobe and stuff... do you mind helping me? I promise I'll tip really well, I just... need a lot of help." The smile, the awkward laugh... none of it was like you'd imagine she'd act, yet here she was...

By the end of the day, we'd exchanged numbers, and planned for more 'Help' sessions, but we both knew what they were... dates.

Plot 4: The Girlfriend - Your girlfriend has been distant lately. You're pretty sure she's maybe even on the verge of leaving... It's not easy, realizing your relationship has run it's course, and it's coming to an end... Going to sleep with her behind you, both of you back to back, you sighed, and closed your eyes. Hoping to dream about your first date, or just... better times...

'I wish we could learn to love each other again...'

The thought was idle, something very simple, and almost mundane... It's effects, were nothing but mundane. As your girlfriend slept behind you, my mind was shifted into her body. The next morning, you'd wake up early, and go make her favorite drink, and surprise her in bed...

Only when you returned to the bedroom, she was sitting up, looking at her reflection in her phone screen, mouth agape, color washed from her face and eyes wide... "Who are you?!" 'She' asked... It wasn't even her.

But you would learn to love her, all over again... just as you wished.

Those are my three plots! Please note I have references for each (I use influencers for my references!) and would love if you had one for your character!

Please send me a message letting me know which plot you liked, along with your character description, it doesn't have to be too in depth, but a little insight would be perfect to get our planning rolling!

I write in first person, 2-3 paragraph replies. I would consider myself literate, and hope you would be able to match!

Hope to hear from you soon ^{-^}

In this rp I am a normal male that is having a bad week. My gf dumped me because I was to ugly and fat for her. But I then heard about a new procedure that no one wants. So I decided to get it done but as I did I now have the ability to change anyone just by thinking it and no one will remember there old body.

If you want to know more please let me know I want everyone to enjoy this rp. If you have limits that u want to tell me about please tell me. Also I would like if you tell me how many characters you can act as.

Brunhilda Von Werner is considered among the greatest modern day scientists, based in the town of Frontwood, Nebraska. She has figured out how to map the human brain, and effectively grant immortality via transfer into wonderfully advanced robot bodies. Due to her relations, both blood AND friend, she is considered invincible against any legal action attempted against her due to "lies" about where her 'volunteers' come from.

And yet.. every paper and shred of evidence needed to prove otherwise exists: clear-as-day video footage, signed papers with perfect penmenship, reports of that individual living their lives after, etc. In the entire history of her work, only one Missing Persons report was filed, but this itself was solved within one week exactly, the incident being written off as a hiker who merely got lost on the trail of the mountain Brunhilda worked in.

However... Brunhilda has a very dirty secret. She is joked by citizens of Frontwood, Population 20,500 or so, to be a descendant of Frankenstein. And yet, their jokes are correct... Indeed, Von Werner took on her father's last name, but the Frankenstein line was real, and it had gone down through about 4-5 people in Austria and Germany until Brunhilda...

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Hi there! Got into a bit of a Halloween mood, and as you can tell, this is meant to be like a sort of Frankenstein inspired idea, except mechanical based instead of more biology based. However, I'd be fine if on the non-kink side of things she's started experimenting with biology as well. I've left Brunhilda's characterization purposefully vague for you to be able to play her with adjustments as you wish. When it comes to the robot bodies, mostly no limitations when it comes to what you want them to be like, though I'd prefer no Futa or Male, or at the very least, it has to be a case where you can swap the genitalia.

My Kinks and Limits are as such

Kinks: Robot, Giantess, Anthro, Feral, Cuddling, Smooching, Brainswap, Transformation, Outfit Control, Alternate Personality, Autonomy Control

Limits: Watersports, grossout kinks, cum kinks, cock kinks, Micro (As in, a lot smaller than an average human), others (Willing to explain if asked)

I am a very smart and educated woman. My only desire is to be acknowledged and respected. Which gets increasingly harder due to people refusing to me being a woman in a male dominated area. In frustration while venting to a friend I get slipped something. Waking up in thier house I find myself locked inside. Unable to relay my desire to leave. or even be able to leave Im forced to stay. And as I do I slowly start to change nore and more... being more and more affectionate to them...

Notes: You can either play as a woman or femboy.

Kinks: Bimbofication, accent change, mental changes, sexuality change (Straight to Bisexual or Lesbian), breast growth, ass growth, futa or bulge, trans woman tf.

Optional kinks: Race change, T4T.

Are you into eldritch unknowable gods?

Are you into nightmarish erotic situations, where you should be terrified, but you can't stop being just so damn horny?

Ready for something to invade your subconscious, and pluck out the dirtiest, filthiest of wants and manipulate them in a way you most definitely weren't considering?

If you answered yes to all of these, then by golly, you're in the right place.

The prompt:

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Have you ever accidentally summoned a cosmic horror, with your cum? No? Well, strap the fuck in. Because, I did. Mid-orgasm. After jerking off.

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So there I am, late-night ritual, leaning back in my shitty computer chair, the one that creaks like it's about to give out every time I lean too far. Fist a blur around all 5.5 inches of my cock, that spark climbing my spine. "Hmmmm... yes..." My laptop flickers on mute — I'm not a madman, who watches porn with the volume up — some hot busty step-mom, dark hair, plump dick sucking lips, tits spilling out of a tight little dress, squatting in these obscene fucking heels (god, why am I so obsessed with heels), her mouth stretched around her step-son's cock right there on the kitchen floor.

It hits me like a truck. Thighs locked, toes cramping, the first rope splattering my chest, the second across my stomach, my hand still milking me while I make some stupid broken sound. My hips jerk off the seat and I remember thinking, in that buzzing afterglow second, that was a really fucking good one.

And then I'm falling. Through the chair, through the floor, through everything, until I'm not falling anymore. I'm just... held.

Dark. Naked. Slime-thick tentacles around my thighs, my wrists yanked up, one coiled around my cock and pumping it slow, so slow, the slick on me not mine anymore but something hotter, alive. A red heartbeat pulses behind my eyes that isn't mine.

I'm terrified. Is this a nightmare? Did I pass out mid-orgasm? Wait, is this hell? Is this shit real??

Then it hits me. Why am I still hard? Harder than before. The thing on my cock strokes me like it knows every nerve I have and my hips buck into it without asking me. I'm panicking, I'm crying, tears sliding into my hair, and the more scared I get the harder I throb, and I hate it, I hate that some part of me deep down is screaming don't stop.

Then I hear it. Or feel it. Something crawling into the back of my head, speaking from the inside out.

"Ohhhhh... my sweet little thing..." Wet tongue dragged across the meat of my brain. "So generous with your offering... how long have I slept? How many little hands, how many spilled little ones... and here you are, the one who finally cracked the shell..."

Offering? What the fuck was I offering

A tentacle slithers past my lips, copper and honey on my tongue, resting throbbing against the back of my throat. Another nudges between my cheeks, patient, leaking that hot slime that makes the muscle just... open. I gag and I feel it pulse, feel whatever's on the other end enjoy that.

More come. Dozens. Fine ones tracing my nipples, thick ones winding my ribs, one cradling my balls. It's toying with me. It's playing.

It thanks me. Some god, some goddess, some thing older than either, fed on every lonely spurt in the dark since men had hands. And I was the last drop. The one that woke it up.

"Tell me, delicious one... what does thou desire?"

It doesn't wait. Of course it doesn't. A thinner tentacle presses to my temple and just... slides in. Past every polite thought, past every lie, past the porn I watched at fourteen, down into the rot at the bottom of me.

It finds it.

And it laughs. God, it laughs. Delighted. Playful. Wicked.

"Ohhhhhh... delicious. Filthy, filthy little thing. You didn't even know you were praying, did you?"

Something pours into me. Something rewrites. My cock throbs so hard it hurts, growing heavier, thicker in that coiled grip. And somewhere far away I feel dark red threads sinking into a sleeping shape across town, and I can't see her but I can feel her, and the god is smiling.

"A gift for a gift, sweet boy... she will not know... you will not know... oh, how sweet it will be when you find out together..."

The tentacle in my throat shoves deep, floods me, and everything goes white.

Morning.

I'm in bed, chest heaving, sheets soaked. Throat raw. Mouth tasting like copper and honey. Just a dream. Just a really fucked up dream. My cock is rock hard under the blanket, heavy in a way that feels wrong, feels more, and I don't look down yet.

I have no idea. No idea that across town, my mother is sitting up in her own drenched sheets, hand pressed to her throat, hair stuck to her cheek. No idea she just woke from a dream she knows was awful, and is unable to recall it each second she's awake but can't shake, something wet and enormous winding around her, whispering a name into her belly, her hips getting heavier, her breasts fuller, her cunt wetter, something rewriting her in the dark. No idea her thighs are slick. No idea the first thought that surfaces when she blinks into the dim is a thought about her son, and she doesn't know why it makes her chest go tight, doesn't know why she presses her thighs together when she thinks it.

None of us knew.

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Here's the premise. After the X-illionth drop of cum spilled into the ether, some fucked up cosmic entity finally cracks the shell, wakes up, and decides to grant me a wish. Lucky me. (Yay! Maybe?)

Only she doesn't ask what I want in the conventional way. She digs. Straight through the deepest, dirtiest, most locked-away recesses of my mind, my psyche, my soul and she finds something. I'd just finished jerking off to milf/step-mom porn, and guess what? She decides that's the wish. In her playful, wicked, mischievous little way, she reaches out and rewrites the world. Rewrites my mom. Turns her into the exact filthy fantasy I'd been drooling over.

Just... one problem.

I know things have changed. Guess who else? My mom.

So this RP is a lot of things. How do we both reconcile this new world? These new obscene, filthy, wrong feelings? Our wet dreams start haunting us. How would you feel if you couldn't stop getting wet in your own house, staring at your own son? How would I feel, watching my mom transformed into the lust-drunk, cum-drained goddess I secretly wanted her to be?

How long before we both break? How far do we go trying to avoid it? Does your husband think you've had a late sexual awakening? Do you fuck my friends first? Am I the final boss? How slow do we let the escalation cook, and what happens the second we finally give in?

Nothing about this is grounded. If you want realism, wrong door.

This is hyperbolic, silly, raunchy, and intense. If you're down to stretch these two characters to their filthy breaking point, climb in.

Regarding how we change, that'll be up to us! I'm eager to hear what fun new attributes, characteristics, features and habits we build that we have to get accustomed too!

Special note! I'm specially eager to find someone who'd be open to trying out some cultural corruption/taboo, if we wanted to play out a Arab family or a Indian family. Other races seem fun too, black, hispanic, asian, etc. So let me know if any of that interests you!

Also, Trans friendly! If you want to be a trans mom or daughter, whose in the middle of a transition and the god turns you into a bombshell with a limp girl-cock. Well, why not!

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Okay, so if you're excited and want to reach out, here are some things to know about me!

I tend to write multi para, so I'm comfortable and eager to write between 400 - 600 words. I can do much more, but that's a sweet spot. I enjoy detail and being swallowed with the RP. If you're interested, please reach out. But please do share some enthusiasm, let me know what interested you, if you had any thoughts other than 'i want to rp' and that includes how and what you'd play as the mom. What are your thoughts on the son. If you love wearing high heels, you can never go wrong including that. Ultimately, I'm looking for another dirty and degenerate writer, who wants to mix filthy obscenity, taboo and maternal love.

Kinks:

High Heels (major focus) - Platform peep-toe heels, strappy stilettos, wedges (all typically 4 to 5 inches), detailed descriptions of toe cleavage, arches, how they change posture/stance.

Foot Play - Man, you have pretty feet. Surely a foot job isn't that bad, right?

Outfit Play - Costumes ranging from slutty roleplay outfits (nurse, schoolgirl, etc.) to latex bodysuits, lingerie, cosplay, anything from casual-sexy to outright depraved

Seduction - The slow burn, the corruption, the gradual boundary erosion

Dirty Talk - Crude and raw (Breeding talk, cocksleeves, cum guzzlers, fuck toys, etc. )

Taboo Locations - Strip clubs, convention hentai rooms, home while dad's downstairs, risky public-ish settings

Sexual Exhaustion - Marathon sessions, being drained

Sloppy Seconds - Just because some gooner came on my moms tits, doesn't mean I wont suck on them. She's MY mom after all!

Corruption/Moral Decay - Good people succumbing to depravity, at a minimum.

Naivety/Ignorance - Engineering situations where characters convince themselves "it's fine"

Control/Manipulation - Microdosing, grooming, psychological games

Hentai/Porn Logic - Oversized cocks, constant leaking, excessive cum production, exaggerated arousal. To an extent, open to ranges.

Size Difference, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, Intelligence , Revenge, Risky Sex, Sneaking Around, Adultery, Oral ,Cum Play, Anal/Rimming, Multiple Partners

Limits: Violence, pregnancy, one-liners/short posts, straight to smut

Im looking to do a bit of a fun transformation plot where two straight friends find themselves at a gay bar for a drag show that end with them not quite as manly or straight as when they came in.

Essentially, you or I has just gone through a breakup with our gf and are somewhat down in the dumps. The other attempts to cheer them up by taking them out for a night on the town. Whether we purposefully or accidentally find ourselves here, we end up at a rather back ally gay bar hosting a drag night. Neither of us are opposed as drag shows are supposed to be entertaining, right? Definitely something to lift our spirits.

The queen enters and asks if theres any straight guys in the audience and we both raise our hands. The crowd hollering laughs like they know something and were asked to come on stage. Whatever, might as well play along...were given a "complimentary" drink and before sitting down in some chairs before the crowd. Unbeknownst to us the drink is an elixir and the queen is something of a witch...

The two of us are essentially questioned, humiliated, and rewritten by the the queen and the crowd. Turned into something unrecognizable from our former selves...whether it be drag queens, sissies, dom/sub lovers, etc. We can decide our fates together. But by the end of the night, its certain that no one leaving the bar will have an ounce of straightness remaining and the bar has two new performers for its show.

Kinks: straight to gay, feminization, magical transformations, body transformation, hypnosis, piercings/tattoos, humiliation, dirty talk, performing, striping, big cocks, cock worship, cum play, toys, anal, facials, creampies, teasing, identity loss, and many more.

Limits: underage, animals, heavy bondage, toilet play, and gore/violence