I had brought an X pill online as I wasn’t sure what it was suppose to do. I assumed it would change your personality a bit, which I thought it would be funny. After slipping it into your drink, I thought it was a dud as nothing had changed much. That wasn’t until the next morning when you wake up to your body completely had changed~ (Bring a ref for your character)

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Hello one and all

(all players must be 18+)

I am looking for rp partners today looking to maybe have a little fun

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Now before I get into the nitty gritty let me get some details out of the way first.

Limits (hard limits) feet, vore, gore, death, scat, and identity death.

Things I am open to: weak bladder, taboo kinks, insest (no dad stuff though), and anthro/furry

Ideally I'd like to be the one being changed/swapped but I am open to discussions

Now as the title says I have a variety of prompts and ideas

If you'd like to see some check out my profile. I have hundreds of prompts on there.

I have some specific ones too but I won't bore you by writing them all down here

Feel free to reach out and let me know if you wanna talk rp.

Please use the word frost so I know you are referring to this post and have read everything

If you wanna talk "taboo" include that word as well.

Thank you and I hope to hear from you soon.

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

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+

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 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!

Password: 🅱️

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.

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

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.

Greetings! You may call me F, 20 Male. Looking for an 18+ Partner! Seeking to do a Hypno RP for the Sonic Fandom! I am seeking a person to play the canonical ladies of Sonic, but I am open to OCs as well! I don't tend to do NSFW in my RPs, I'm a big fan of Identity Death, Pet Play, Harems, Maids, Dancers, Mental Objects/Mental Inanimate, Robotization, outfit play, potentially more feel free to ask. I'm very open and am eager to do more RP!

Plot 1: The Drones of the New Empire.

A New Empire rising, could it be Eggman's? Could it be someone new? It didn't matter, robots ran rampant in the city. And so teams were dispatched to stop this threat, invade the base where these robots came from. A simple and easy to do job. As the teams were dispatched and sent in, none returned however... so the big guns were called. Some of Sonic's friends. Amy, Blaze, Rouge, even more! As they delved into the base themselves... the robots were more advanced, they resembled some of the troops that had been sent in! And before long... they too will soon be as robotic and mindless as them. As either a roboticizer or spiral whirred to life.

Plot 2: The New Wielder of the Phantom Ruby

The Phantom Ruby, a powerful artifact capable of altering reality to the user's will. Although the most use that was ever thought off was for mere illusions, copies of people. But this could change everything, alter reality, alter core beliefs and minds. But no one would know, for it had been destroyed during the war. At least, that's what was believed, that's what anyone suspected. But the Phantom Ruby fell into the hands of someone far more creative, far more eager. With the power of reality at his hands, world domination would be easy, but it was time for fun instead. He sought out the strongest of the strong, the ladies who could fight against the strongest soldiers of Eggman's Army, would be oh so funny to change them how he pleased.

Plot 3: The New Master of Sylvania Castle

Someone new has taken up ownership of the large castle. Inheriting all the secrets that lied inside, this included some... gear, gloves. All he had to do was get someone in his grasp and now, they were his. His thralls, the new servants of the Castle. And he needed some, and he needed them to be special. For a castle as special as this, for someone as important as him, he needed only the finest maids and the most loyal of servants. So with a few invites sent out, it was time to acquire some help.

If you have any interest in any of these plots, please feel free to send me a chat! I am eager to get any responses!

(All characters and partners pre and post TF must remain over 18+ no exceptions)

You foolishly took a piece of gum that you were very much not supposed to. It was off limit, testing was not done yet you still took it. Perhaps out of pure curiosity? Or just because you wanted to show off to the rest of the tour group. Regardless, the flavor was pure blueberry. What felt like gallons of juice flooding into your mouth and going inside of your stomach… but that’s when you heard people on the tour mention that your nose was turning blue, and now your belly is growing at an alarming rate. And is that your ass pushing out against your pants? You’re swelling up, that small piece of gum is making you huge. Soon I’ll have to roll you out of this room… well that’s atleast when you become ripe that is. But first, we need to make sure the rest of your body fills up nicely and it looks like your breasts are next. Better hope juice doesn’t leak out of them. All of this because you chose to try some blueberry gum. Your once normal body now becoming round and blue with plenty of options to juice you. Once ripe you could either be six feet, ten feet, or even twenty feet tall. The opportunities are endless with blueberry inflation so let’s explore them together!

Hi!

I’m looking for a female partner in regards to blueberry inflation. I’m down to make you into a blueberry or be turned into a blueberry by you instead! I’m also down for mutual inflations as well if we both want to get blimped up. I’d love to craft something that we both love! If interested, IP characters from Star Wars, Marvel, Overwatch, Smash Bros, and more I’d be down to use as well!

In terms of kinks, I’m into a lot. I love pretty much any fruit inflation along with air, helium, water, or any other liquid you can think of! I also love shrinking (pre or post inflation!) and inflation related inanimate TF (Beach ball, Balloon, etc).

For settings, I love modern settings and slice of life. I would love for the setting to be somewhere like a college, or a park, or even a mall. I’m also down for more personal stories set at an apartment or a home! I also really enjoy potential romance so don’t be afraid to ask about that!

Below are more prompts of the above one doesn’t tickle your fancy!

1. You are my lab partner working on a new flavor for our food science division. After a breakthrough in blueberry flavor, I decide to have you test it.

2. We purchase some highly suspicious gum online. Unfortunately the rumors of it’s expansive properties are true.

3. We are getting a tour of a candy factory, after we decide to sneak away from the group to test one of the more experimental flavors of candy.

I am looking for more than one sentence per response. I don’t need three paragraphs but I’d prefer to have more to work with.

Looking forward to your responses!

[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+

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

\*\*Agent Elizabeth Rowland\*\* sat rigidly at her desk in the Bureau’s mid-level analysis wing, trying to ignore the slow, steady pressure building under her skin.
Air. She was filling with air.

It had started after the containment breach—some experimental inflation virus that turned the body into a living balloon. Her breasts had swollen first, rising and firming as they took on volume, still shaped like her own but now heavier, tighter, pushing hard against the sports bra that was already fighting a losing battle. Her ass had followed, rounding out and lifting as air packed into the soft tissue, stretching her regulation trousers taut across the seat. And her nipples… permanently hard, sensitive peaks that stood out in sharp relief no matter how she tried to hide them. Everything stayed proportional. Just bigger. Fuller. Tighter. Like she was being inflated from the inside out, one quiet breath at a time.

The deep frustration burned hotter than the embarrassment. She had always been slim—narrow hips, flat stomach, a figure that disappeared easily into tailored jackets and regulation trousers. Now that neat, compact frame was being steadily overwritten by pressurized curves she had never asked for. Every glance down at the swelling under her blouse felt like a personal betrayal.

Her old bra and panties were already ruined—left crumpled in her locker after the cups refused to contain anything and the waistband had given up with an audible protest. The current improvised layers were barely holding. Every small shift made her breasts bounce with a soft, pressurized resistance. Every time she sat, she felt the extra volume in her backside pressing against the chair.
Elizabeth gritted her teeth, cheeks burning. Embarrassed. Annoyed. Deeply, quietly furious at the unfairness of it. Absolutely not going to Medical.
Through the open doorway she caught a clear view of the hallway: a fully inflated woman being carefully wheeled past on a reinforced gurney. The woman’s breasts were enormous, high, and tightly rounded, each one glossy and strained to capacity. Her belly ballooned outward in a smooth, heavy dome that rested across her lap, and her ass had swollen into two massive, firm mounds that forced her to half-sit, half-recline. Limbs and face were still recognizably human, just stretched tight over the exaggerated, pressurized curves. Two techs in containment gear murmured about “subject stability” and “further testing protocols.” The woman’s muffled voice floated by, half protest, half resignation.

Elizabeth’s stomach dropped. That was exactly what she was \*not\* going to become—another sealed, catalogued, wheeled-around test subject for the lab rats to poke and measure. Especially not when she could still remember exactly how slim she used to be.

She yanked her jacket tighter, trying to flatten the obvious swell of her chest, and forced her eyes back to the encrypted files on her screen. Find the strain data. Reverse it. Deflate herself before anyone noticed the way her blouse strained or the way her trousers rode higher with every passing hour.

Hide it. Fix it. Stay out of the hallway on a gurney.
The air inside her had other plans, continuing its slow, relentless fill.

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Hello hello! Glad you like the prompt! You’ll play as Elizabeth, and agent trying to hide her inflation and find a cure for herself: and all the perverted escapades that follow! Password is ER!

Blake is a twinky young fashion student used to the finer things in life. Most of his vocabulary comes from Stan Twitter, and he's a bottom brat. Trouble is, everyone he knows is a bottom including his hookups, so there's a lot of unfulfilled twinks out there in need of a good fuck.

Through means we can discuss and iron out, my hope is to answer their prayers by having Blake gradually transform over time into the dominant top they've been craving. I see him as someone a bit prissy, a princess, whereas his transformed self is a gruff, crude, hairy hunk of a man. I'd love for us to follow his changes, like freaking out over all the stubble and body hair, or that none of his clothes fit coz he's more Tom of Finland than Troye Sivan. Eyefucking all his girls' asses, having a fat uncut cock he knows how to use all too well. Think of how much he'd be getting his dick wet from all the bottoms he knows.

I'd be looking to you to play (one of) his partner(s), and help guide the changes as they come. I'm game for just about any means of instigating it really, right down to something memey like an Etsy witch. Ultimately I'm all about exploring the impact this would have on his relationships and dynamics with the others.

KINKS: muscle growth; body/facial hair growth; sub to dom; bottom to top; boy to muscle daddy; age progression; asses; hung tops; dirty talk; breeding talk; relationship/dynamic shifts; musk; muscle worship; pit worship; foot worship; rough sex; public sex; boots; harnesses; aviator shades; leather jackets; smoking; alcohol; poppers; masculinisation; possessiveness; fisting; deepthroating; skullfucking; mild watersports

LIMITS: femboys; sounding; docking; futa; gender transformations; feminisation; anthro; excessive blood/gore; scat

*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

howdy there new idea for the first time in a while. anyways I was hoping for someone to either play a female character or that and GM a adventure rp based on or similar to the breast expansion anime Manyuu Hikenchou.I will be playing my usual OC maura who is a slim redheaded futa with green eyes. however unlike the anime My character will not be the one to expand like Chifusa did(maybe we say its due to her status as a herm)instead it will be my partner's character and other women whose boobs will grow. my partner's character or main character could be a canonical character like Kagefusa or a OC. Id like this to be long term , with action and world building and such. I will of course help with that but I do expect my partner to help as well. I also think it be cool if this could sorta function like a ttrpg but dice rolls and stats arent required but I think something like the fate core system might work if somone is crazy enough to try and run this like a proper ttrpg and not just a adventure rp. Also I am more then willing to help with any idea spitballing or world building .

the basic idea was that maybe due to my character's flat, slender physique she has been masquerading as a man to hide her nature of being flatchested after being cast our from her village when she was younger growing into a skilled swordswoman wandering the land taking jobs until one day she meets a woman (my partner's character) that changes her life forever. kinks invovled will be hyper breast expansion, lactation, romance, titjobs and more

limits are gross stuff like anal, scat and rape

all rp will be through reddit.

anyways I do hope somebody is interested and if not I do hope whoever reads this has a wonderful day.

also please say more then "wanna rp, i like ur idea" or other lazy things like that.

also to prove you read this please mention what sort of end of rp max boob size you are ok with and if you want bursting in or not.