It happened around the year 2060, a strange inexplicable condition that made women little by little sick and left many infertile, above all it seemed that women who could still give birth alone, only gave birth to the male sex and few to the female sex. That caused much harsher laws and drastic measures to flee to save humanity. All the women who could still give birth were taken to high security complexes so that they could give birth and continue to conceive, with artificial insemination those who were born of the female sex were raised in the center so that in the future they could continue giving birth.

The males were taken to an adoption center where they would be raised and would obtain their education, work and future. In a 100% male society, this society gradually fell apart due to the fact that many had sexual needs and the female sex was missing, so there were riots and a revolution. That made the world government implement the sissy law, to alleviate those needs, but there are those who say that it was done in a form of punishment and control. But this law forced many men to become sissy, a parody of femininity with their penises and balls locked and useless, but it fulfilled its role in this society since the sissy were varied and they had jobs corresponding to them, as prostitutes in brothels of the government, maids, maid, even actresses and others the roles of the sissy can be varied, there are even people who request wives for sissy trophies.

The law explains that once a year, all men who are 20 years old, regardless of their condition, must go to the lottery center, where they must submit to the sissy lottery. This consists of taking a sphere out of a basket and opening it, if there is a blue paper it means that the man can continue as a man and obtains his male certificate, but if it is pink it will be destined to be a sissy. Supposedly there are the same numbers of pink papers and blue, although it is said that there are those who manipulate it.

Once they have been chosen to be a sissy, they are taken to the sissy center where they are given a new job and goal in life. They begin with their process of changing both physical and mental to be a sissy. The process is very varied and depends on the type of sissy that it is destined to be, some are given large breast and or ass implants, hair with different large lips. Etc, and then with the brainwash system they are given a mind more in line with their new status, and specifications are added such as intelligence reduction, some fetish, etc. The truth is that everything depends on who wants the members of the center, after these processes the sissy is ready for her new life.

The truth is that this process has been going on for 30 years and has worked very well in the new society, having sissy brothels, restaurants where the waitresses are sissy, series and show have the sissy actress, the greats companies have their sissy secretaries, or sissy teachers who explain to their students the importance of the system and the law, and of being a sissy and although the sissy are second-class citizens they have their rights and others. The sissies are vital to the new society.

Although there have been several attempts by opposing groups, rebels and protesters, they have ended badly and have received the most humiliating and bizarre sissification treatments, even in public, so that people see the dangers. Attempts to run from the law are considered high treason and deserters end up being the sissies with the most demeaning and humiliating job possible, but the terrified is that is a rebel is discovered his family will be punished, sissifying the father and almost all the male members of the family for not having fulfilled their duty in the patriotic law and not having instilled the values corresponding to the supposed rebel. This ensures that generations are educated in accordance with the government and that the population is unable to escape the sissy law. And the law is increasingly an instrument of population control.

Now the idea that I have for this RP is that my character is a 20-year-old man who has undergone the sissy lottery and it turned out that he must be a sissy, so he will start the process and a new life as a sissy, There will be total freedom both in my physical and mental changes, as with my new job and life, also if you want you can have a character that has to become if sissy I will make your changes, my GM will do with mine.This idea is full of possibilities, so don't be shy and if you are interested, please send me a message, and together we can build a very interesting world

Okay so this post is open for both subs and doms , SO ANYONE CAN PARTICIPATE .

The point is...i REALLY Envy Milie from Helluva Boss . She's so sexy, whitty and nice and- she has such q cute husband.

I want to bé like her. I want to. I dont want to BE her tho, i mainly want to become a stacked imp and find love in hell ! Bé it to end up domming or subby is up to you of course !

On the other hands...

I wish i could become a Gardevoir too, so tall, so gracile,, yet so powerfull ! Same thing i want to become one, with my mind free to chose for you ! Obédience, protectrice, slutty . All is up to you as i can play sub and dom !

I post this plot very early for me so i might not bé able to answer for a long time due to work, BUT I WILL answer none the less.

Use the passwords : *Millie* or *Gardevoir* so i know what are your choice .

Of course i can tf you in return. And you must be +18

It started months ago. Letters appearing and handed to people by unwitting strangers who could not remember where it came from afterwards. The second the recipient reads the letter… they are destined to change. Everyone around them immediately sees them as whatever is written on the note, even if their body and new mental compulsions takes time to catch up. At first it was confined to the pages of a mystery website… but as more and more cases popped up, it became a real topic of fear. A teacher opened a letter and found out she was a lion. She sobbed as the zookeepers captured her, still in her human form. A man in New York became an overnight tiktok sensation when SHE began posting her experience. Today… my note arrives.

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Hey there! Bit of a simple premise for you all today revolving around mysterious reality alteration! I really love the idea here of being forced into my new role by people who were close to the ‘old me’! This is very much embarrassment and humiliation focused, but can lead to a good ending if you prefer! As for what I become… I prefer something female, but aside from that, I’m open! Could be a housewife, stripper, nerdy girl, or even more extreme! House cat, cow, anything you can think up!

I’m fairly limitless, save for the obvious, and open to discussing if you’d rather play a specific character rather than a dm role!

If this sounds interesting to you, please drop a chat!

I like to think I've lived a fairly "normal" life. Sure, at 5'7" and only a 120lbs, I was always a little more on the short and slender side - including the slim 4" between my legs - and with my soft features, shaggy blond hair, and big blue eyes, I was...well, maybe more "pretty" than handsome. But despite all of that, I did my best to fit in - to be "normal".

…But I always knew I was different; always knew, in the back of my mind, that the right partner - particularly, a kinky dominant man - could completely shatter my "normal" life and take me down a different path from which there would be no return.

Of course, I'm far too timid to pursue such interests. At least, I was - until I moved away from my hometown, now a young adult free to explore my sexuality. I've always heard the first step is the hardest, but honestly, the first steps were easy for me. I set up a Grindr account, spend my free time fucking around on DPP and various roleplay chat rooms, and have even spent some time going out to gay clubs. But six months in, I've still not quite made the leap into someone's bed, too afraid of what I might find there.

Thankfully - or unfortunately - you've noticed me: perhaps we matched on Grindr, or we'd roleplayed in some chat room, or you just picked me out from across the bar - and you absolutely must have me. Sure, you might put on a smiling face, lay on the charm, make me feel “comfortable” - but at the end of the day, your intentions are far darker and dirtier than simply fucking my brains out. You are the reason I should have been more afraid.

Still, I fall for it - won over by your charm, your gentle manner…or maybe that something you slipped in my drink. Either way, I let you take me home - your home - and soon, you've got me down in your dungeon - my “new” home. From there, you can begin your work: shattering the fallacy of my "normalcy", and exposing me for what I really am: a submissive plaything meant to be shaped and molded by a Dominant Man into their perfect pet or toy.

Hey! Thanks for reading this far. If it isn't obvious already...this prompt isn't for the vanilla. This is for the cruel, fucked-up Dominant fetishists that want to explore their more dark impulses and dirty desires. That said: this prompt is ALWAYS OPEN. No, I am not inundated with replies. So if you're a Dirty Dominant Daddy/Alpha/Dude (or a dominant woman/trans/futa with similar tastes) who sees something that appeals, feel free to drop a line (though please, put at least a little effort in).

Notable kinks include (but are not limited to): sexual and slave training, (rough) anal (including fucking, fisting, gapes, pumps, prolapses), (rough) oral (face-fucking), (heavy) bondage, sensory deprivation, thick gags, (big) sex toys, CBT/chastity/sounding, ass-to-mouth, non-con or dub-con, humiliation, objectification/dehumanization, transformation/body modification (including piercings, tattoos, as well as some more weird/wild/extreme stuff), sissification/feminization, lots of cum and other messes, toilet play...likely lots more. Kink List.

My limits are incest (though I don't mind familial terms like "Daddy"), and I only play as 18+ and with others who are 18+.

This post is written primarily from a M4M perspective, but I am very open to playing with dominant women, futa, or trans as well.

How goes it, fellow RPers? Hope the spooky month is treating you well, me? Well, I'm doing okay I think! Though as you might've guessed by clicking on this post, I'm looking for a partner(long-term), which could be you!

Now, I have a lot of different ideas that we could try out, but for this post in particular I'm seeking someone with a taste for NTR/Cheating, typical I know. Anyways, down below I'll have a small sample in case you're interested.

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The cool breeze of autumn traveled across the semi abandoned streets of the older part of town taking with it the crunchy, orange leaves fallen from the trees decorating the semi abandoned streets where a car or two passed by every few minutes, it was quite late in the day after all and most of the workers in the area had already left, with the few remaining ones following close behind.

What these workers didn't know however, was how the moment the sun dipped over the horizon the entire ambience of the area would change right behind their backs, by the time the clock struck 9PM a steady flow of obnoxiously expensive cars and SUVs began to trickle across the roads, all headed towards a particular building from which a muffled, rhythmic bass emanated from behind a closed pair of doors, said doors were guarded by a pair of massive figures clad in expensive black suits, their eyes obscured by an equally expensive pair of shades, the bodyguards weren't there just for show either, each of them found themselves looking down on the many men and women liding themselves waiting for their turn to enter the secretive club the higher society had dubbed as 'The basement'.

The flow of the line was steady for the most part, that was until the inevitable scene of the night happened, one of the bodyguards gave the other a short nod, the procedures of what to do, drilled into them from experience, one of them moved while the other kept the line moving to stop the clients from recording more than they should. The source of the problem this night was the more and more common nuisance influencer, a brunette no older than 25 was hollering with a group of his friends while they recorded the various men and women waiting to enter.

"Hey chat, you won't believe this, but right now I'm right in front of a super secret clu-wait, THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" The idiot's voice creaked as he yelled at the towering figure who took his camera away before turning it off "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!? I'LL GET YOUR ASS FIRED BY TOMORR-" his cries were silence by the dressed figure with a quick punch to the stomach that dropped the you man to his knees while his own friends recorded the altercation, various flashes snapped from their phones as they took pictures of him nursing his bruised stomach. They quickly stopped when the figure approached them at the ready. A stream of apologies and half hearted threats of suing followed the group as they left with their friend.

The line of witnesses simply watched the event with silent approval and gave the expressionless security muscle tiny, barely noticeable smiles, that was until a man from the line poked at the guard "Hey, hey you! It's me, it's Tom! From school, remember?"

Tom in his excitement skipped the like to catch up to the guard, the man was on his mid thirties closer to the forties perhaps and had a rather average build, he was dressed in the most casual suit one could imagined, a pair of colourful sneakers led to a set of burgundy slacks decorated with a snakeskin belt that didn't tuck in anything as Tom wore a t-shirt of a logo of his company with a business jacket of the same shade of burgundy, his own eyes were covered by a pair of clear aviators, overall, he looked like a tech bro fused with a pimp. This was reinforced by the appearance of what the guard assumed was Tom's partner "Hey! I told you we can't cut the line!"

"Relax honey, I just wanted to offer our friend to catch-up with us, it's been ages!" Tom dismissed the complaint without much thought "So, you wanna join us inside?"

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Now, you might've noticed this sample didn't have any real spice and was quite vague, this is partly because I want to set up the start, so to speak and because I want to showcase my writing style so you know what you can expect if we click while also give you some room to kind of self insert.

That being said, if you're still reading I'm going to assume you have some serious interest in the idea, so let's get into the actually fun details:

In this setting I plan on playing as the bull and am looking for a partner that will play, well...the partner's role, in this case Tom's(or whatever name we decide for him anyway) partner. I also want to make it clear that this plot is very flexible and subject to change, mainly because I want to play this as a long term RP. So yeah, no one's and done's. And now I'm gonna leave the kink and limit info for y'all to see.

Kinks(in no particular order): Size diff, hyper sizes(all kinds), NTR, cheating, cumplay, creampies, all things cum really, expansion, transformation, furry, scaly, interracial, corruption, body worship(both ways), impregnation, pregnancy, lactation, sloppiness(spit, saliva and so on)

Limits: bathroom stuff, gore, death, snuff, filth and non con.

And so, we've (potentially) reached the end, if you've read all of this and are still interested, feel free to hit me up so we can chat and, just to make sure you read it, tell me what's your favorite song!

Be seeing y'all! Have a good day/evening/night!

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.

The morning sun cast long shadows across the city, a constant reminder of the power dynamics that ruled this world. Michael stretched, feeling the familiar tingle as his daily allowance of height settled into his bones. Just three inches was enough to maintain his six-foot frame for another day. Height was currency here, and he was barely making ends meet.

The coffee shop was always the same spectacle. A line of men, most of them shrinking by the hour, their clothes hanging loose on diminishing frames. Some were already down to four feet, having spent too much on lunch or transportation yesterday. Then there were the women who towered over them all, their bodies expanding in proportion to their wealth. Every inch of growth seemed to manifest as additional curves such as firmer asses, larger tits, and longer, shapelier legs. All wore high-heels, some as tall as six inches, as a status symbol to elevate their already impressive heights.

Michael watched as a woman who must have been nine feet tall tugged her leash, and the man attached to it, who was no bigger than a doll, stumbled forward to catch up. The tiny man was clearly one of her sexual slaves, a common practice among the wealthier women who found their libidos growing with their bodies.

Suddenly, a woman pushed past him, her massive frame blocking his view. She stood at least eight feet tall, her curves straining against the fabric of her skirt. Michael could only watch as she cut in front of him, her high-heeled boots making her even taller. He said nothing, knowing that challenging her would be futile, and possibly costly in more ways than one.

His coffee cost him an eighth of an inch, a steep price but necessary for survival. As he stepped outside, he saw a beggar huddled against the building, barely two inches tall, his clothes in tatters. He'd lost it all, probably gambling on height futures or spending too much on luxuries. Michael reached into his pocket, considering giving him a fraction of his precious height, but hesitated. He needed every inch he could keep.

Then the ground shook. A massive heel, easily the size of a car, crashed down beside the beggar. The tiny man screamed as he was thrown against the building. Michael looked up, following the leg attached to the heel, up and up until he saw her face high above the street. Ms. Harrington, one of the board members at his company. She must have been at least fifty feet tall now, her designer suit custom-made to accommodate her ever-growing frame and increasingly voluptuous curves. She didn't even notice the beggar she'd nearly crushed, her eyes fixed on some distant point as she strode down the street, each step causing the pavement to tremble.

At work, the power imbalance was even more pronounced. His boss, Sarah, had just been promoted. She'd already been twice his height, but now she stood a foot taller than before, her head nearly brushing the ceiling of her office. Her breasts seemed fuller, her ass rounder, her legs longer than before. She smiled down at him, her expression a mixture of amusement and desire.

"Keeping up with the times, Michael?" she asked, her voice resonating in the large office. "Or should I say, keeping down with the times?"

Michael forced a smile. "Just trying to maintain my current height"

She laughed, a sound that seemed to make the very air vibrate. "Don't worry. Men have their glass ceiling. Some of us just prefer to break through ours."

Sarah circled her desk, her movements graceful despite her size. Michael couldn't help but notice how her curves seemed to have expanded with her height, making her even more imposing and alluring. She stopped in front of him, so close that he could feel the heat radiating from her body.

"You know," she said, her voice dropping to a huskier tone, "this promotion has... side effects. Beyond the height, I mean." She gestured to her body. "Everything grows. Including appetites."

Michael swallowed hard, knowing where this was heading.

"I need a new personal assistant," Sarah continued, her eyes roaming over his body. "One who can... handle my needs. In every sense of the word. The position comes with benefits, of course. Additional height allowance, better clothes, a place to live."

She leaned down, her face inches from his. "What do you say, Michael? Ready to grow with the company?"

As Michael looked up at his towering boss, he couldn't deny the strange thrill that ran through him. This was their reality, and somehow, he had to find his place in it, willing or not.

Hi all, I hope you're ready for some growth fun!

I am looking for someone with whom I can explore this new weird world. You can play as M, F, and even Futa if you're into that. I am also very open to new creative suggestions for how we can tweak this scenario even further.

When reaching out, please include your kinks & limits as well as the scenario you would like to play out in this world.

Kinks: growth, femdom, giantess, size/height/strength difference, dub/non con, milking, domination, destruction, stomping, trampling, worshipping, ego stroking, high heels/high heeled boots, big breasts, big ass, leg focus, teasing, edging, begging, humiliation, total power exchange, rough sex, futa, blow jobs, premature ejaculation, condoms, strap on, leather boots, elbow gloves, stockings, dominatrix, leashes, whips, human furniture, facesitting, stepping on, verbal/physical abuse, clothed sex, wardrobe malfunctions, outfit control, outercourse, pet play, cocky men, sph, orgasm control, cucking, muscle

Limits: underage

Hi I’m interested in a RP where I’m a guy who stumbles into a strange tavern looking for my friends. I wind up seeing potions and a spell book. I try to leave immediately before you block the door. You a witch/warlock stop me from existing. You say I can earn my freedom for intruding if I serve as your test subject for the next week. You try inanimate spells, gender bending spells, personality swaps, animals spells, shrinking a growth, combinations of spells, anything you want to try on me, I am completely under your mercy. I would love for this to get really really creative. I’m open to pretty much anything! But some unique inanimate ones would he fun, and anything else that is unexpected is awesome!

Kinks: Gender Bending, Stereotypes (bimbo, maid, milf, cheerleader, goth, nerd etc) I like to do both changes where I keep my mind and just act and talk different, and then also sometimes I’ll fully lose my mind and become the new character and then switch back later, size changing, animal tf, inanimate tf, and I’m open to try so much more!

Limits: gore, scat, incest with safeword pineapple

Hi All,

Looking for an RP Partner to play out below scenario, It will be a slowburn long term RP.

Basic Plot

I am looking for someone to play a bodybuilder an arrogant, unmannered man but has been on top of his career riding high, I am your long time manager a bodybuilder myself we have been associated from a long time I am not very fond of you but the pay is nice so I stick around. We travel around the globe for shows, endorsement and wherever you go you party go wild on one such trip (we can choose the country ) you again despite my warning go out for a wild night , you didn't return in the morning so I went to look out for you and find you unconscious and brought you back to the hotel.

this is basic plot beginning your transformation into a muscle Trans.

If you’re interested reach out.

Hey i hope You’re alright let’s cut straight to the point

In this world dominated by futas as the supreme gender cock size says everything about your spot in society if you’re packing a huge cock you’re wealthy and powerful and if it’s small then you’re just some common fuck toy. Im one of the few lucky ones who were born with a massive cock, and with that i have the privilege to do whatever I want. In this world there is no marriage theres only two things Mistress and slave .i can declare someone my slave without them being able to say no if they do they get locked into a correctional facility. Over a few years i built myself a nice harem.but this harem has been plotting against me by secretly making me listen to hypnosis wich gradually makes my more submissive and kinky.

Hey i hope you liked the small short look into the plot i know it’s not perfect but I think it’s good enough to get the point im looking for a corruption plot where i slowly lose control of my harem and become the bitch of said harem. As for my kinks:

Lingerie, Teasing, Edging, Maid Costumes, Nipple Play, Sucking Fingers, Trimmed Bushes, Shaving, Blindfolds, Brats, Sexting, Crawling, Feet, Long Kissing, Tongue Sucking, Tickling, Prostate Play, Sexting, Heels, Strap-ons, Trimmed Armpit Hair, Painted Nails, Make-Up

Harder Kinks
Leashes, Collars, Gags, Spanking, Whips/Paddles/Floggers, Pussy/Cock Worship, Hair Pulling, Orgasm Control, Orgasm Denial, Post Orgasm Torture, Bondage, Humiliation, Latex, Leather, Choking, Nipple Torture, Deepthroat, Forced to Wear, Forced Orgasms, Cumming more then Twice, Public, Name Calling, Groping, Waxing

Extreme Kinks
Chastity, Bitchsuits, Heavy Bondage, Bruises/Marks, Heavy Spanking, Alcohol, CBT, Face Slapping, Encasement, CNC, Dub-con, Public Humiliation

In the new misogynistic regime. Women have lost damn near any rights they once had. Catherine, your sister would never accept it. Even after losing her job and being kicked out of post secondary and enrolled in the new depraved “womens studies” courses. A new lesson plan that mostly involves learning how to be a good, submissive house wife and mother. She refuses to surrender her ideals. Even after mom and dad become one of the “disappeared.”

She attends feminists protests. Rallies. Soon shes arrested and labeled a domestic threat to the regime.

So. Shes sentenced to be even less than human. Shes taken to a facility and injected with nano machines that can alter her DNA at the push of a button and reform her body. Her owner could make her anything. A chestnut furred mare? Done. A golden retriever bitch? Done. Want a big totted milfy cow anthro to act as your maid? Also done! As long as shes not human.

Now our relationship and how she comes to be yours is up to you. I have a few ideas for inspiration though

1. We had a great relationship. Basically best friends. You were tipped off by a friend who works for the program thats taken her. You race down, use every cent we have to “adopt” me. You save me, but unfortunately you will be captive to what you’re forced to do to me as my owner.

2. Balanced relationship. We get along fine, have some issues and i get assigned to you by the regime as a test as you had been trying to get in with the government.

3. Its all your fault! You fully embraced the new regime. You tipped off the police to our protest. Leading to me getting arrested and assigned to you as a reward.

Kinks that are essential: Petplay, transformation, breeding, heat/aphrodisiacs, bondage, misogyny, animal forms, semi feral forms, anthro forms.

Other kinks i enjoy: predicament bondage, whoring out a sub, fin dom, mind alteration, cuckqueen, chastity, buttplugs

Limits: gasses, hyper expansion, mind control

Send me a message! Let me know what option for your character you want and which animals youd like to make me into!

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Heya! I'm Zoey and I'm a long time post lurker haha.

I wanna say up front that I'm no stranger to roleplays and love doing a ton of "horror" and "body horror". I don't have specific prompts, however I do have a lot of random scenes in mind and we can discuss too! Also I love using porn refs, if thats a turn off then I apologize but I just love knowing that who I'm chatting with has a similar pic in mind you know!!

As for kinks and limits.....

Kinks: tg, be, feet, animal tf, bug tf, one sided reality change (people thinking nothing's changed but you know it has changed), inanimate, body horror, gooey and gross detailed transformations and much much more....

Limits: bathroom stuff, extreme gore/snuff (ewww), age stuff, weight gain, muscle growth, hypnosis/mental changes, and some more but I mean if I'm the one doing the changes we won't get into them

I'm 18+ and all players must be 18+

You: a talented and experienced DM who's been running a campaign for your buddies for years. You've never quite fit in with this group - they're a crew of aggressively straight, classic, masculine dudes ("dudes" is the perfect word. "Bros" capture some but not all. Same with "assholes".) Perhaps you were the only genuine nerd, attending cons and frequenting fora? Perhaps you were the only woman or queer person or some other version of non-basic normie? Whatever the reason, you were never "one of the guys." You hung out weekly for campaigns but never outside of them.

Until one day recently, that all came to an end. The crew sat you down and - with varying degrees of attempted delicacy - told you point blank they didn't want to play anymore. "It's kind of embarrassing, doing this at our age, no? We gotta move on.”

You were furious. This was a key outlet for you - for creativity, for socialization, and one arena in your life you could control. What made it worse was that the guys were actually fun to play with! When they let themselves get into it, they were funny and creative and full of banter and appropriately competitive and responsive. They were denying themselves something wonderful as much as you. You felt abandoned, like something you loved had died…but also you were worrying it was never what you thought it was, considering how callously they tossed you aside.

Frustrated, you vented on a forum, explaining your situation and asking for advice.

A day later you got a PM with a mysterious link and a message cryptically stating: “Make a campaign to change your life…and theirs.”

The link lead to an order for beta-testing an experimental new VR device for TTRPGs. You filled out an order form and thought nothing of it until a tablet and sets of headsets arrived the next day.

Surprised but intrigued by the device, you invite the guys over for one last game. Feeling a bit bad and intrigued by the tech, they agree to one last campaign.

Soon, you discover this one has…reverberations. Changes in the game affect who the players are irl. Status changes, transformations, storylines, romances, nemeses, victories and setbacks…all seem to gain corollaries in your players’ actual lives - but not necessarily literal (i.e. a species transformation doesn't mean the player becomes a goblin or anthro dog irl, they just take on some of the characteristics of those creatures irl. Does that make sense? Let's discuss!)

What will you do with this power? Can you undo it or do you see the campaign through? Do you lean in and try to mess with your frustrating buds? Teach them lessons?

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Thanks for reading! Experienced and enthusiastic RPer here looking for an 20+ partner to build this out! I love the idea of players - reluctant at first - finding themselves playing a campaign in a fantasy world that has concrete, surprising consequences in their lives. I’d love a partner who has a sense of mischief, who quickly realizes what’s happening and decides to have some fun with it, finding inventive ways to get their friends to change and see themselves in new ways.

My responses tend to be 3-4 paragraphs minimum but often go longer, especially at the beginning. I have lots of ideas for the players (looking to play 3-4 of them!) but very open to tweak based on a partner’s preferences. LGBTQ+ friendly ofc and open to developing themes on those lines.

Kinks: Love humiliation and tfs (and humiliation via tfs). Love role reversals and playing dudes who get turned into walking punchlines. Other interests include body changes (height/weight/muscle/tg), outlandish and imposed clothes/costumes (clowns/jesters/mimes, fursuits, corny costumes like pirates/cowboys/etc and so much more!), hair/facial hair changes, humiliation, anthro/partial animal changes, shrinking/growth, strange proportions, toonification and toon physics, and more. Open to mental changes and inanimate but only with some consciousness remaining, rarely into full identity death. LOVE getting into the nitty gritty of changes: clothes, hair/facial hair styling, voice/speech, changes etc. Bizarre combos of changes too - animal parts on people, clothes on anthros, mis-shapen or mis-matched body parts, etc.. Smut necessary for this one. Limits: scat, blood, hard pain.

If meta-games with surprising twists and layered magic are your jam - hit me up!

Hello, how everyone is doing? I'm looking for a limitless detailed and creative roleplayer or a Game Master. I was hoping to do a roleplay around my main kinks. I'm open to suggestions for ideas and I'm even open to brainstorm something together!

My main kinks are Merging and Macro

Merging it's when 2 or more characters fuse into a singular being not permanently one body and one mind

Macro is giant characters

For what I had in mind with merging, it is doing something romantically intimate with our characters, so they will fuse together for show their true love for each others creating something new.

For fusion forms I would like to do strange and weird forms, I'm okay even with going Eldritch Horrors

For settings I can do a Fantasy, Sci-fi or Fandom roleplay right now my mood doesn't have any preferences for what to do, so in your intro message you can suggest an idea, scenario or plot.

Some favourite fandoms I have are LoL, Monster Hunter, Hollow Knight, Pokémon, Digimon

For fantasy I usually go for medieval or modern, I never tried steampunk so maybe I would be up for it

For sci-fi I to be honest never explored it fully so I don't know if I would like it that much but I still wanna try it

For ideas for now I have those:

1: My idea is a roleplay is something like a slice of life but with a Pokemon and Trainer with some adventure too, you can decide who you want to be I will be open to play one or the other, so the story begins with the trainer living in a peaceful village, but one day a unknown creature attacks the village, the trainer trying to escape from the destruction they got teleported in a different universe, where at first it seems like the one they were in but soon they discover that there the Pokémons are able to talk and they are even able to fuse with their trainers, but in that word using the pokeballs are against the law, as the trainer explore the place, they get attacked by a Pokémon/Human getting injured, and that's where the Pokémon dashes in and saves the trainer, after that they decide to become friends.

2: My idea is an adventure roleplay where my character got picked by a leader of a rescue team, but my character doesn't know why as he always been weak but he didn't know that he/she had an unique ability, the ability of fusion, so basacly the roleplay will be about his adventures on quest and even moments inside the rescue team building. You can choose who to be the leader, or the teammates it's all your pick.

I have some limits for myself those are Death, Scat, Fart, Piss Play, Toilet Play

I have 5 OCs that I wanted to use in the fantasy kind of roleplay:

Mish (Spider): She is a white fur spider, 4 arms and 2 main eyes with 6 extra, on top of her fingers and toes the fur is pink, she has pink fur on her belly, and even her sides, and around her main 2 eyes), also she has long white hair with pink patterns, and a piece of hair cover her left side of eyes

Tide (Shark): She is a tall humanoid tiger shark, instead having grey colour skin she has a purple one, with white patterns, her teeth are strong and sharp, her eyes colour is a strong pink on the back she has a fin, her hairs are long and they are a mix of white, purple and pink, her legs look strong while her feet are hynanoid, being purple except on the toes that the white with some purple patterns, on her belly she has a white heart, her tail is long being more white under and purple on the top

Kirsa (Lizard): A tall humanoid lizard, her primary color of skin is a nice white/silver, with some patterns of purple color (or cyan not sure yet), she has a long tail the top color of it is white/silver, and the bottom purple (or cyan), she has a massive ass, on her toes are fully white/silver, but on the toes she has some purple (or cyan) pattern making it looks like she has rings

Luna (Bat): A humanoid bat covered by black fur with some purple patterns around the body, she has two longs arms with some purple patterns around the finger and arms, she has 2 massive wings on her back, she is 5"5' tall, her legs have some purple stipes on the edges, and a little even on her feet, she always wear a scarf, and she wears a pair of glasses, she has even short black hair, with the front being a little purple.

Eclispa (Moth): A very tall anthro moth with a very big ass and a G Cup for breasts, she has a lot of fluffy fur with even a fur collar around the neck, her fur is so thick that you could probably store items or other stuff, her legs are pretty long and big, and her feet are medium in sizes, her fur is purely black with her purple eyes, but sometimes her fur changes colour and even her eyes it is still unknown why that happens, she has short fluffy hairs their colour depends on the main fur colour.

If you read until here tell me your favourite dessert, I hope you enjoyed reading this post and I'm also open to brainstorm the idea together for fit both kinks, I hope you all have a nice day.

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

Inspired by some art floating around and a general resurgence in interest in Greek mythology following The Odyssey, I'm here to pitch an idea based on the classic tale of Artemis turning the hunter Sipriotes into a woman for discovering her bathing.

Simply put, I want to play my OC hunter, Eudoxus who pulls the same mistake, is transformed into a woman, and then taken in as a lover of Artemis. Whether he likes it or not. Looking to play into the idea of Greek gods as capricious, jealous and sometimes cruel in their selfishness, with a toxic dynamic at the heart of this that might end up shifting if Eudoxia takes to it eventually.

Plenty of opportunities for where to take this beyond the initial set up - my hunter having to navigate the new realm of being the plaything of a Goddess, adjusting to his new body and role, perhaps ending up impregnated along the way as a means for Artemis to exact more punishment upon them, etc.

One thing I want to be clear about, as my profile says, too, is that I'll only be accepting partners who can work in third-person past-tense prose, I can't work with first or second-person or things like present/future-tense, just doesn't click. Would likewise prefer to use off-site platforms for roleplaying as reddit chat is limited and stifling as a medium for anything but more basic exchange.

I'll admit this idea is still a bit basic at the moment, but I'm hoping for some good partners to help workshop it into something more solid that we can both build on. I just wanted to strike while the idea was hot and make sure I didn't let it slip away. So, if anyone has ideas for this or feels the pull, please don't be afraid to reach out and we'll figure out the details!

I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+ 

Hey. I'm Matt, and I'm looking to build a medium-to-long roleplay around getting transformed by (your) cum. There are a lot of different ways we could set this up, so I’ve offered one sketch below. I’d be happy to spin up some other scenes, too – roommates, soccer teammates, boss/employee, neighbor, and many more.  

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I was finally building a consistent workout routine. In the gym at the same time every day. Same other regulars floating through. Waving to the women on the treadmills as I come in and saying hi to the powerlifters. Everything was normal – or so I thought.

It was the scent that first piqued my interest – the distinct, musky and salty smell of cum emanating from your gym bag. Just sitting there in your open locker while you showered. It took me a minute to figure out what it was. 

It was the third or fourth time that we overlapped, I peeked in your bag when you were in the shower. And there it was, a towel soaked with your load. I hurriedly stuffed it back in your bag before you came back, but after that, I watched closely, and I spotted you always sneaking away for a quick jerk off mid-workout. 

A few days later, I couldn’t resist – I grabbed your towel while you were showering. I’d never done this before, but I felt compelled to taste it, just a bit. The flavor was intense: salty, sweet, musky. I hid the evidence and went on my way. I didn’t notice the next morning that my skin was softer. 

The next time I saw you, I know I needed more. I planned my workout just right so I could swing through after you jerked off. This time, I hungrily ate the load before putting the towel back in your bag. I barely noticed a few days later when it seemed like I was a bit shorter… or that my pecs seemed to be growing. What I did notice was that I was craving another taste… And while I’d thought of myself as (relatively) straight, now all I could imagine in the gym was kneeling down in front of you. 

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Please shoot me a note again if we’ve RP’d in the past and it’s petered out, or you’ve messaged me before but we haven’t connected. When you DM, please be ready to describe your character, what elements from these ideas turn you on most. Feel free to mix and match – this is mostly about giving you a sense of what I like and turning you on a bit, too. 

Kinks: cum, size difference, big cocks, height differences, interracial (if you like!), breeding, creampies, cumplay, cum addiction, sweat/musk, body worship, cock/ball worship, armpits, dom/sub, service dynamics, corruption, names-calling, chastity, anal orgasms/hands free orgasms, toys, slutty clothing, outfit control, tattoos, piercings, feminization, hormones/transitioning, group sex, public sex, exhibitionism, gangbangs, free use. 

Limits are incest, scat, piss, blood, vomit, death, gore, vore, bestiality, underage.

We all know the stereotype.

Three wishes only, no wishing for more wishes, and be really careful with how you word your wish.

We all think if the chance would ever to come, we would keep that in mind. That we'd be smart and keep some reasonably structured and solid wish with no draw backs and enough clarity to avoid any monkey's paw-like effect. That you'd get exactly what you want at no cost.

You'd think.

But - obviously in the moment of encountering a real, actual genie, you would be too worked up and excited to remember any of that. The promise of anything you could want just does that. I hardly blame you. Happened to me. And safe to say... I think I messed yo farm far worse than you could of.

I'll spare you the game of wits and linguistics, but I did break all three rules...

"I wish to be able to grant my own wishes at will - Exactly as I want them to be."

I thought it was smart in the moment. May as well cut out any chance being screwed over. But... Y'know Genies. They're a tricky sort. And sure enough, I was one too.

Infinite reality warping power, the ability to change anything or anyone with a snap of my fingers, and essentially godhood - all in a little lamp I can't even leave until I get a little rub to squeeze out of. Like I said, your screw up probably isn't nearly as bad as mine.

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Now - if that entire ramble and introduction didn't clue you in, I am looking for a long term, story driven Roleplay about being transformed into a Genie after a very, very dumb wish. Now trapped within the same bindings and ruleset of which the one I found.

Could I possibly find freedom with my own abilities intact?

What about whoever or whatever ends up finding me and their own desires?

What about that damned Trickster who changed me...?

I feel we can make up an interesting long term story if we talked this out, so don't be hesitant to reach out and message me! And if you have any 'special' requests, well, you already know the magic word to make a Genie do anything you wish~

I'm going to get straight to the point because this plot really excites me. (IMPORTANT CLARIFICATION: I'm Latino, I speak Spanish and I don't get offended easily, don't worry about that haha)

The plot is as follows: I play a very racist American who's against anyone who isn't his race. Until (Your character) shows up to teach me a lesson and become a Latina woman. I really like humiliation and degradation, so making me "go down the social ladder" is something I would really like. Whether you make me a waitress, a maid, a low-paid cashier, or a prostitute.

The plot is simple and we can add many more things, I love smut and history, so it would be a 50/50 of both.

Here are some of my kinks and limits:

Body Swap, MILF, Big Breasts, Slice of Life, High Heels, Flirting, Personality change, role exchange, Mommy, Stereotypes, IQ loss, Sluttyfication, I really like breasts, Dominating and being dominated, I love fishnet stockings, I love everything feminine, I also like NTR, Identity change, identity death, hypnosis, Light sweat, Exercise or gym, amnesia, maids, feet, Cleaning, animals, humiliation, non-con, Role-playing as a woman, Non-con, Slave.

Limits: Minors, Elderly (50+), Gore, Death and all things gross, Dirt, hyper size, Insults directed at me, playing like a man.

For your first message, send your kinks, limits, and answer: "What are your prejudices and fetishistic desires towards Latinos?" The kinkier, the better.

Note: Despite the prompt being angled towards m4m stuff, I'm pan and happy to sub in any gender!

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Master Sergeant Dale Finchem, Senior NCO of the security detachment sent on the expedition pulled the tight, form fitting space suit up over his short, stocky body. He grunted in exertion as he pulled the stretchy material over his powerful thighs and dense ass, slotting his cock into the special codpiece designed for protection and “plumbing”.

His broad, muscular body was dusted with fair hair, powerful muscles padded with a mature amount of plush. Once he’d got the suit fastened up to his neck, he ran his finger up the special nano-seam at the back and grunted as it sealed him up tight. The black, hexagon webbed material was thin yet durable, further enhanced with special combat plates around his chest and vitals. He pressed several buttons on his wrist mounted computer, ensuring he had comms, his vitals were fine and his reservoir of stimulants was hooked up.

Satisfied, he let out an approving grunt before slinging his pulse rifle and walking out to check on his partner, the civilian researcher he’d been ordered to protect before they went into the strange, unnatural cave formation that the ship’s AI had flagged up.

A silvery, mannequin-like helper drone stepped out behind Dale as he left the shuttle. It was small, barely five foot, its head smooth and featureless although Dale knew it was packed with tools, sensory devices and was far stronger than its dainty figure might suggest. The burly marine wasn’t sure he agreed with that. They were helpful enough but the man had too many memories of the massive, hulking combat drones that he fought alongside and against over his many years in the corps. At least they had been outwardly intimidating to reflect their inner strength. This dainty drone with its wide hips and large ass seemed to be modeled off some of the high class joytoys that would try and get in his and his men’s pants on shore leave, despite the fact it was supposed to merely a professional and scientific research tool. He watched the short, silvery drone easily lift a half a ton piece of monitoring equipment the scientist needed as if it weighed nothing.

To be honest, this entire operation had the hairs on the back of Dale’s thick neck on end. The fact he’d been sent down without any lads or even the corporate ship security. The AI, the corporate liaison and even the Captain had been evasive on what he was actually supposed to be doing down here with this “strange cave system.” He hadn’t even met the science team member yet and had no idea if THEY knew what was going on.

Ah well. Probably another bug hunt but he’d keep on his guard and make sure the drone and the scientist were playing by HIS rules and not the other way around.

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Hi! Hoped you liked the above, I wrote it for a potential RP partner who then ghosted and deleted his account without a word. It was going to be a corruption, transformation and parasite based RP like a lewd, goreless and gay version of Alien/s.

I'm not married to that concept though and to be honest, I don't really have a plan for it but I thought I'd post it here to see if it attracted any attention. As you can see from my kinks, very much turned on by corruption and transformation. Happy to play a dominant character or a submissive one depending on partner with the angle of GM'ing more if we really mesh!

Kinks are fairly loose and we can always discuss adding more! The only (password is banana) HARD need I have is for responses of about 3+ DECENT sized paragraphs.

Please reach out if this looks interesting! I'll try and respond to most of them but please come in with some interesting ideas and maybe a small sample?

KINKS: Corruption, hypnosis, Reality alteration,Muscle growth, Cock growth, Age alteration (18+ to DILF), Power increase, Trait theft, power theft, possession, sluttification, evilfication, mind control, transformation, parasite, xenostuds, bad ends and bad guy victory!

Limits: Diapers, Watersports, scat, toiletstuff, gore

I always thought magic belonged in stories—not in late-night markets or awkward college crushes.

But then again, I also never thought you would be the one person to make my stomach flutter just by saying “hey.” You’re the definition of effortless: charming, confident, the kind of person who seems to know exactly where you’re going in life. And then there’s me—Amy Quinn—constantly tripping over my own shoelaces and forgetting how to speak when you’re within five feet.

After weeks of daydreaming about you, I’d accepted it: you were way, way out of my league. That didn’t stop me from wishing, though.

So when I found that strange little booth tucked between the bookstore and a coffee stand one rainy night, I didn’t think twice. The woman behind it showed me a pendant glinting faintly under her tiny string of lights. “It grants what your heart most desires,” she said.

I laughed. Sure it does. But maybe I was in a reckless mood, because I grinned down at it and whispered, “I wish he would be attracted to me.”

The air pulsed softly. A little breeze brushed my hair. It felt dramatic for about three seconds, then everything went back to normal. I walked home feeling silly but secretly hopeful.

The next morning, I woke up... and nearly screamed.

My reflection was wrong. My chest—gone. My jawline—suspiciously sharp. My hair—short. I blinked at the mirror and pressed a hand to my face. I checked between my legs and I now had a cock.  This is not Amy, I thought. This is some kind of movie-level identity crisis.

Still, after the initial panic, I realized something ridiculous: I looked... kind of good? In a “this is completely insane” sort of way.

When I saw you again later, my heart started pounding. You smiled at me, actually stopped to talk. Me. Well—not exactly me, but the new version of me. And for a brief second, I forgot how to breathe because you weren’t just being friendly. You were flirting.

It wasn’t until I overheard two of your friends talking later that the final puzzle piece fell into place. They mentioned your ex—another guy—and I actually dropped my phone in surprise. So that’s why the magic hadn’t made you different. It had made me the kind of person you’d notice.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry—or both at the same time. The wish had worked… just not in the way I expected.

Now every time you grin at me, I feel torn between excitement and disbelief. Is this fate being clever, or the universe having a good sense of humor? Maybe both. Either way, I got what I wished for, even if I’ll need a while to figure out what comes next.

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I'm looking for someone to play as the gay guy I had a crush on and I am transformed into his ideal guy. I'll have to deal with going from a shy and nerdy girl into a good looking guy, I'll still be attracted to men, and you specifically. My personality will gradually shift and alter to become more like your ideal guy would be. I'm ideally looking for a guy who is a top, or verse rather than a guy who is a bottom as I tend to feel closer to that sort of role.

So get in touch and lets see what we can come up with together.

Kinks - oral, anal, rimming, transformation, mental / personality changes. reality shifts

Limits - pain, gore, toilet related kinks

When you sit down, they reach past your belly and already rest on your lap. They spread out in every direction so much, you already take up the space of two persons while sitting on the couch. A few weeks ago you were barely a D-Cup, that’s when you started taking those pills. Shortly after, your boobs started bloating up and rocketing through every cup size there was… I said ‚was‘ on purpose because the bra you wear now is custom-made and way beyond anything you could buy.

„Could you please hand over my pill's hun?“. You ask as if it were completely natural. „I can’t reach them!“. I look at you confused. „Babe, we measured you yesterday, you’re even bigger than ‚Beshine‘ now. Probably the biggest in the world. What you’re up to?“. Your questioning look shows me that you don’t understand why I’m asking you such a stupid question. „Hun, I just opened it a few days ago, I can't let them go to waste, they’re expensive.“. As I look at your gigantic boobs, I imagine what a second box would do to you, if the first one gave you the biggest boobs in the world.

Please note: You should be into hyper sizes, at least! The bigger, the better, no size limit! Bonus points if you want to get a planet crushing sized boob goddess. Also: I probably won’t answer blank or throwaway accounts with a naming scheme of word-word-digits.

Kinks: Breast expansion, ass expansion, bimbofication, wardrobe malfunction, ripping clothes, crushing objects

Limits: Gore, Vore, toilet stuff, pregnancy, lactation, incest, multiboob, futa, anthro, monsters[M4F] - Biggest boobs in the world get even bigger

We’ve lived together for a little over a year. Shared apartment, shared bills, the occasional drunk conversation at 2 a.m. — nothing out of the ordinary. Until last week, when they walked in on me mid-shift and the secret was out.

I’ve been trying to play it cool, but I can tell it’s been stuck in their head. And of course they’d never casually float the idea of hypnotizing me so they could “experiment” with what my body can do… right?
Still, the suggestion’s out there now. Getting me under, then watching (or directing) what happens when the shifts start happening without me fully in the driver’s seat. Triggers, post-hypnotic suggestions, making me change while I’m still deep… that kind of thing.

Main focus is transformation + hypnosis. Gender, animal, fandom, identity play — all open if it fits. No object/inanimate transformation.

I’m the shapeshifter. You’re the roommate who just found out and can’t stop thinking about the possibilities. You can decide how subtle or blunt you want to be about the hypnosis idea, and how my powers actually work.

Also, you as the roommate can be either M or F, and depending on what we go with, the RP can go in some different directions. That’s open for discussion.

The bedroom is dimly lit, soft resort lighting and the low hum of the android the only sounds besides wet skin and Jane’s broken moans. She’s face-down on the big bed, ass high, arms tied securely behind her back with a simple restraint. A sleek sex android is buried to the hilt in her—thick, smooth, just under nine inches of synthetic cock pumping in a steady, merciless rhythm that makes her thighs shake every time it bottoms out.

Across the room, the woman sits relaxed in an armchair, one leg crossed over the other, idly swirling the drink in her glass. She watches with open amusement, like this is the best entertainment the resort has offered all week.
Jane manages to lift her head, cheeks flushed, voice hitching every few words as the android keeps thrusting.
“You… nnh… you won’t get away with this…”

The woman lets out a light, genuine laugh. “Get away with what, exactly, Jane? The part where I had a few hundred of my best male agents swallow those special little pills before their ‘mandatory relaxation retreat’? Or the part where they all woke up soft and pretty and locked in their rooms with their own personal androids?” She tilts her head, still smiling. “Or is it the permanent lock-in you’re mad about? Because the androids have been under very clear instructions. Once they finish inside, those new bodies stay exactly the way they are. No going back.”

She takes a slow sip, eyes sparkling.
“And from the way you’re pushing back on that cock right now… I think a part of you already knows that. So tell me, Agent—while you’re still coherent enough to form sentences—what exactly do you think I’m not going to get away with?”

The android adjusts its grip on her hips and drives in deeper, drawing another sharp, involuntary moan out of Jane. The woman just waits, still perfectly composed, clearly in no rush at all.

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Hope you enjoyed the prompt. The idea here is you’ll play as Agent Jane, now about to get permanently stuck in her female body! As well as all the other perverted situations she will be stuck in!

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!)

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 ^{-^}