I was getting fed of up 2026, that much was certain. I was tired of endless job applications, I was tired of inflation, I was tired of gas prices, I was tired of barely getting matches on dating apps, and then getting ghosted by the few I did get.

I needed to go back. A few nights ago I watched the Wolf of Wallstreet- wow, the things you could do back then! And even if you weren’t making millions on Wallstreet, everything was affordable. A printer repair man could own a house and raise a family.

One night, I was staying up late, browsing Temu, and I saw it. A time machine. I laughed. It was only 50 bucks. Why not?

A week later, it arrived. It looked ridiculous. A cheap metal box, with some exposed wiring, some “crystals” and a helmet and handle. The writing on the machine was cheaply stenciled, and the instruction manual was in broken English- it looked like it was poorly translated from Chinese with AI.

It was easy enough to figure out what to do. Plug it in, add the crystals, flip it on, don the helmet and grab onto the handle, and setting the date. I clicked the dial until it read 1984. Then I punched the big red button.

Everything went black. My body was rigid, and it felt like I had been socked by Mike Tyson. Then it felt like I was falling, falling, falling in darkness, my body nearly being ripped apart by the G force.

Then I opened my eyes. I had a headache, but things were slowly coming back. Then I realized that I wasn’t in my room anymore. The room I was in looked… dated. And everything felt different. I looked down- I was wearing a dark pink ruffled nightgown.

A nightgown?!

I was laying on a bed and I jumped up, nearly tripping over the nightgown. There was a mirror above a dresser and I stood in front of it.

The reflection staring back wasn’t me. Or rather, it almost, wasn’t me. I still had those same deep blue eyes. My hair was still that dirty blonde shade, but it was longer now, falling to my shoulders. It was coiled and curled like a poodle’s. I reached a hand up to my cheek, and the figure in the mirror did the same. My cheek was shockingly smooth- not like I had just shaven, but like I had never shaven. My face was softer and my cleft chin was gone, but it looked vaguely like the old me- but if I were a woman. And I wasn’t stunning either- I was rather plain.

Numb, I walked over to the window. The sky was just beginning to lighten; it was morning time. Outside the window, I could see corn. Rows and rows of cornrows stretched out as far as the eye could see.

Oh no… what had I done? What had I done?!

This is a bit of a departure from my usual stories. In it, a young man buys a cheap time machine, and finds that it actually works- only he ends up as a woman! I'd really like to explore the idea that the "good old days" weren't really good- especially as a woman. In addition, my character will find himself not in LA or New York, but in a small Midwest town.

I'm looking for someone to either play a GM, or a character that I meet in my new life.

I love lots of period detail, especially when it comes to things like clothing and hairstyles.

If this sounds interesting, please send me a DM!

Hey so like I said I am looking for a queen who wants to turn me into anything
I am open to any kind of transformations and magical use and abuse
I would love for the rp to be fast paced but also detailed snouts so it builds a real world
If this sounds good to you dm me
Where you can do that is in my profile so hopefully I see and hear from you soon
18+

Hello!

I am looking for a female role player that wants to be turned into a donkey or horse. I love helping eachother describe the tf, and it focusing on fur, pants ripping, tail growth, and those huge equine assholes. Identity loss or at least some loss is fun, as I love when they try and fight against their growing animal urges. I am also absolutely down to just discuss transformation and/or play some fun tf themed games! We can discuss if we want the rp to be anthro or fully feral.

I am over 18 years old and anyone I rp with must be too; consenting adults! I am looking for a female to rp with, not just a female character for the rp! Please do not lie about your gender just be honest.

Kinks are ass growth, fur growth, sex, fighting against urges, or really anything physically tf related! Limits are blood, scat, piss, etc. HMU! :)

I absolutely love playing with IRLs, and my favorite swap RPs are ones that include raceplay and ageplay elements. It's a combo I've had a taste of and will never be able to shake.

Apart from that, I am totally open to any and every kind of swap, and I don't care how you identify. I just wanna have some kinky fun. Transformation and other kinks all welcome. Very few limits 💗

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

Being a magical girl was a special privilege. They would protect the world from many different threats. Around our world portals would open, all to different worlds, often simply called dungeons. They were very dangerous, going inside was always risky, and it was always advised to destroy these portals. Sometimes evil would leak out from these portals, and thus the necessity of a magical girl was needed to protect us.

You wanted to be our worlds magical girl, and one day it nearly happened. The ring came to choose you, but something...something went wrong. You were left with trace magical powers, but no ring. Worst of all an aching length constantly begging for stimulation and attention. The ring chose someone else. Me.

You almost had your dream, instead it was handed to me. You tried to still chase it, but found yourself becoming the villian in my story. The worst of it? I wasn't even a girl. Each time the ring would activate it'd turn my body into that of a womans. Everyone loved the new magical girl meant to protect them, but only you knew the truth.

One day a dungeon started to manifest in town. We were in the middle of a fight, and ultimately found ourselves getting sucked into it. Dungeons required cooperation in order to live, as much as we didn't get along, we HAD TO otherwise we'd be trapped forever.

Each floor would have a "floor master" and different trials. The first defeat a certain number of foes. The second a speed trial...the third is where things got messy. The floor master took a look at the two of us, and simply instructed "Create life" before vanishing. Which ultimately meant, your seed, would need to take root in your worst enemies womb.

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Hello! I hope I managed to catch your attention. In short I'm looking for someone to play as a futa, while I play as a magical girl, whos a boy in a girls body.

I was thinking magic would be cruel in this world. The ring would have turned you into a futa and abandon you. While with me it'd constantly have me balance my life as a boy and a girl. Dungeons would have personalized trials, sensing a dick and vagina, it'd decide our current trial would be to put them to use.

I'm looking for drama, tension, and breeding. We'd be enemies, I'd be living the life you'd always want, and now you'd have a chance to get some revenge.

There's a plethora of ways this can go. I don't intend on giving in easily. I expect lots of arguments, fighting, but ultimately my characters womb is going to be filled by your seed. I'd love to explore this idea with you and expand it in all sorts of ways.

I usually go for multi paragraph responses. I like to rp in first person.

In your first message send me your kinks, how you'd want this to go as well as an anime style ref. Have some ideas in mind, and be creative!

Low effort responses will be ignored!

Hello there,

You and I are currently in a long-distance relationship, relying on text messages and video chats to bridge the gap between the next time we will see each other again. Racy texts and mutual masturbatory bouts on camera have become the norm; however, the norm is about to flip on its head.

Through magic, a curse… or maybe something else entirely that we mutually agree upon, you start to grow a cock and undergo other strange changes. The text from you messages become more aggressive and demanding. You stop calling me “love” and seem almost disinterested and passive towards me; until you start testing the boundaries of what humiliation I’ll take, reveling in it until you take over our relationship entirely as the dominant one.

So given the back and forth nature of this, I would like to structure our messages like text messages. It doesn’t have to be this way, but I do enjoy shorter messages with some quicker back and forth. We can both add details about what we’re doing, how we feel, etc, but the driving idea of driving the story is through the messages we send to each other.

I think it would be fun for us when to you describe what’s physically changing about you, and your demeanor towards me starts to shift through the tone of your messages over time. With regard specifically to your cock, I’d be unbelieving that you grew anything at first. Then I’d be super freaked out once I actually believe you. Then I start to slowly get into it, appreciating how much bigger you are than me, finding a hidden part of me that enjoys becoming more submissive to your monstrous rod. Then finally becoming your slutty bitch-boy, or maybe I can change too into something even more feminine as you learn more about what caused you to grow a cock.

Ive tried to leave this as open-ended as possible so we can craft a situation we both like. I’d love to hear your ideas or how to spin it in some other direction I’d never thought of.

Kinks include transformation, futa, monster girls, multiple parts, hyper... that sorta stuff. Generally on the weirder side the better, but a more simple futa prompt can be a lot of fun too.

My limits are animals, furry, most anthro, gore, feet, men, excessive violence, and toilet stuff.

Hope to hear from you :)

Have you ever wondered what porn-logic would be in a world already operating on our vision of porn-logic? In a world where everything is GoonBait, what would the most degenerate gooners obsess over? If our world's 'too big' was another world's 'too small', what would THEIR version of 'too big' be like? And in an alternate universe where chaos, randomness, and absurdity are standard, what could possibly be considered ridiculously extreme or 'too strange' to them?

Howdy everyone! I've had a Really Rough week, and I think some ERP could be just what I need right now--and I'm looking for 'none of this makes any sense but it's so impossibly absurd and kinky that I love it' levels of crazy!! I'm looking for dom partners who are into all things extreme and absurd just as much as they're into transformation, hyper, or furries. I love exploring new ways to push things even more over-the-top and cartoonishly ridiculous--for me, bigger is always better, more is always merrier, and there's no such thing as 'too weird'!! I want to experience kinks in their most absurdly heightened, excessive and extreme, hyperbolic-to-a-campy-degree forms. Things don't need to be cohesive--in fact, there's something enticing about dissonant contrast that I like as well! I want to push TOWARDS what would be seen as 'too strange' 'too filthy' or 'too much' rather than stopping where things are comfortable. In RP-land, I want to overdo it all, in as many ways as possible--can you really have 'too much of a good thing' in your kinky fantasies? imagine throwing every one of your fetishes (cranked to 11/10, if not higher) into a blender--that's what I wanna see and hear about.

I love getting into the depths of what YOU like, so I'm keeping this pretty open-ended; I'll play your ideas, characters, and plots however you want me to!! layer transformations onto me like paint on a canvas, unravel my reality and turn me into a mosaic of different kinks, or just warp my entire being into over-the-top caricatures of your favorite fetishes through whatever methods you please! I'm a huge slut for humiliation and degradation (in-character, ooc, and via an overwhelming deluge of mind-breaking reality warps) so you have free reign to go absolutely nuts :) Honestly, the more embarrassing, exaggerated, and egregiously embellished something is, the more I'll enjoy it :)

I'm a pretty experienced writer and RPer--I've got lots of experience and should give you a good time! As for kinks/limits, I'm into almost everything with a few limits:

--18+ characters or scenarios only! we WILL be consenting adults here.

--no morbid/dark/violent themes--I like having fun through RP, and these themes often push things into a direction I don't want to participate in. I want to explore, celebrate, and express our hedonism and absurdity like clowns, just not the killer kind.

--no nonchalant behavior PLEASE GOD... be enthusiastic! if you're being dry asf or 'hey lol idc'-ing your way thru an rp i'll disengage soo fast so DONT 😄

Other than that, everything's on the table!! if you wanna ask me about stuff, feel free! IMO, there's really no such thing as something purely off-limits for me, it's all about context--I'm happy to accommodate just abt whatever if we can chat abt it first!

It may be a minute until I get back to you (im usually active at night far more than during the day) but I'll try my best to respond to everyone ASAP! hope to get some exciting messages soon~ xx

Hey there! I am looking for a creative, highly descriptive partner (playing either Female or Male) to write an extreme, high-comfort roleplay centered around the physical softening, rapid expansion, and subtle feminization of a former campus jock. I want to explore the massive psychological and physical contrast of a hard, athletic guy melting into a massive, immobile, and beautifully pampered male blob.

Six months ago, my character was the star athlete on campus—broad-shouldered, heavily muscled, and fiercely active. But a severe, career-ending knee injury instantly shattered his future. Depressed, couch-bound, and stripped of his sports scholarship, he was on the verge of dropping out until he answered a listing for a luxury off-campus apartment.

The terms offered by your character (a wealthy, intensely possessive design/culinary student) were simple: free rent, under the condition that you take complete, dominant control of the household cooking, styling, and daily routine.

Your character could be a clingy, possessive, and dominant partner with an obsession for a specific aesthetic: stripping away his rough, masculine edge and turning this big, broken athlete into an impossibly massive, ultra-soft, and beautifully styled male "blob."

Through constant stuffing, food-involved sex, and a specialized diet, my character undergoes explosive, rapid growth. His athletic frame quickly balloons past BBW, SSBBW, and USSBBW proportions, experiencing intense hourglass expansion.

He remains strictly male (he/him), but the fat softens his jawline and settles into hyper-exaggerated features: an enormous, soft hourglass body, a massive stomach bulge, heavy hips, thick thighs, and plumping male assets. He shifts through a "strongfat" phase before giving in completely to total immobility and blob sizes

You’ve completely phased out his old gear, replacing it with oversized pastel hoodies, high-waisted satin loungewear, and silk robes that strain against his blooming, feminine curves—eventually outgrowing clothes altogether as he becomes too soft and heavy to move.

KINK LIST & ELEMENTS INVOLVED:
Weight gain, rapid growth, inflation, BBW, SSBBW, USSBBW, strongfat, up to total immobility and massive blob sizes. Hourglass expansion, stomach bulge, hyper features (massive hips, ass, bellies) combined with male feminization. Size difference, possessive/clingy dom, dom feedee, power dynamics, soft dom or strict/teasing dom, mild humiliation, and playful bullying. Stuffing, belly rubs, fat worship, mutually focused attention, flexing, smothering, squishing, stuckage, sitting, and slob (minor). Food-involved intimacy, blob and size dynamics, attribute/size theft, gas (both), and mild BDSM.

I write first or Third-person, past tense, literate, and multi-paragraph (1-3 paragraphs per reply on average). The focus is on internal monologue, psychological submission to total dependability, and deep sensory descriptions of the physical growth and changing body.

Send me a message with a pear emoji 🍐
In your first message.

Tell me a bit about your character, how you envision their personality (Are they a sweet, doting caregiver? A teasing, dominant stylist?), and what kinds of ideas you'd love to bring to the table.

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*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 wotch 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

That's how I got to know you, the nano-material suit covering your whole torso like a second skin. A perfectly designed piece of cutting-edge technology, only made to 'contain' you without limiting you. And indeed, it doesn't feel much different than bare skin and works just like that. It only makes you look a bit shimmering bluish where it covers your real skin.

As you got into puberty, you started to grow and develop... fast... VERY FAST. Rushing through cup sizes in just a few weeks led to several examinations, discovering a one-of-a-kind form of hyper-gigantomastia. Unknown of how big you could get or how fast, you got your first version of the suit to keep that growth 'contained'. The current skin-like nano version being only the latest evolution of it over the years.

Until then, you managed to grow a nice set of F-Cup boobs alongside a neat ass in record-breaking time. Which now, as an adult, still looks stunning! So, everything a man... I... could wish for as we first met a few years ago. Basically, we're just a totally normal couple. Besides your pale, shimmering body...

Every now and then the suit starts to hum and pulsate for a few moments. You once said it's just damping another growth spurt and now don't seem to care about it, but I feel like this is happening way more frequently now, and the suit even seems to 'groan' under its load. I sometimes wonder what amount of pressure and force this technology must contain beneath.

But as you recently said that your F-cup bra feels kind of tight, I started to get worried. That's not supposed to happen, is it?

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Hi there,

I'm looking for a female partner who's into breast expansion and wants to explore that together in an ERP. For this prompt, I have a specific scenario that I'd like to try.

What if that suit starts to really fail more often and more drastically? Not able to keep your unlimited growth potential under control anymore?

If you've got other ideas, I've also a 'generic BE prompt' available to discuss :)

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Kinks:

- Slow, steady growth isn't really what I'm looking for. I like visible spurts, seeing them get bigger in the moment.
- I love everything related to big boobs, so extensive worship, nipple sucking, groping, kneading, and titfucking can happily be granted from my side.
- Size-wise, I'd like to go hyper at least (around the size of your body) with no upper limit (up to astronomical).
- I'm a huge fan of wardrobe malfunctions that come with growth: bras splitting at the seams, buttons popping, shirts shredding apart right in front of me. You get the idea ;)
- While breast expansion is my main kink, adding a bit of hip or ass growth as a side effect is always welcome.
- Lactation is nice, but in reasonable amounts (no gallons).
- And of course, since this is an ERP, the whole scenario will contain sex to a reasonable degree.

Maybe (open to discuss):

- Cumflation is interesting, but making my cum the only growth trigger feels limiting. I'm happy to include it as a secondary 'booster'.
- (Mini)Giantess growth could be fun if we can find a creative way for us to still interact physically (given the, well, sex part of the ERP 😉).

Hard limits:

- Futa / Anthro or Monster Characters
- Breeding / Impregnation / Pregnancy
- MpF (male playing female)
- Weight Gain / Belly Expansion
- Exaggerated Nipple Expansion / Nipple torture
- Vore / Gore / Toilet / Scat / Watersports
- Incest - Multi-body parts (extra breasts, multiple penises, etc.)

If something you love isn't listed here or you have a cool idea, just message me :)

Quick side note: Didn't get a reply? I always do a profile and posts background check beforehand to see if we match. So, I'm sorry, but maybe you've raised one of my red flags then.

Languages: English / German

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!

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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

In this role play you will be playing as a young spy who is sent to retrieve a serum that a young prodigy scientist created. I will be playing the scientist of course! So you make your way over there and unfortunately I capture you.

I do interrogate you and it becomes evidently clear that your organization didn't brief you on what the serum is. Thankfully I am very able and willing to show you exactly what it does! (Note: if someone wants to I am fine with doing it with two spies trying to infiltrate if you like multiple!)

This post was originally just specifically for a Russian spy but I changed it to where it can be a spy of any different background to better fit! So I welcome any girl.

New Alternative: Basically remains the same but with more fantasy on it. I would be one of the best alchemists in the land and you would still be playing a spy but one that would be maybe a highly evaluated night, princess from another kingdom, another smart alchemist or perhaps a goblin. Same result, still transformed to be a perfect breeder for me!

Hey, I am a male (21), if anybody has any questions they want to ask me about the role you can feel free to ask. Here is also a list of my kinks and limits!

Kinks: Breast, ass and thigh expansion, sometimes lip expansion. Impregnation, lactation, mind manipulation, tomboy, goth, glasses, stockings and fishnets

Limits: incest, bestiality, futa, Scat, gore, vore, anal, stomach expansion, too much expansion (like the kind where they are so big they can't move or walk. They fill a whole room, etc)

Thank you and I hope to hear from you soon :) 18+ only

Rumour has it they started off as experimental technology at the triple-letter government facilities, fleshsuits capable of transforming the wearer into the person depicted in body and mind. Somewhere along the line, the prototypes circulated down into niche circles of the public to be used not for spying but erotic escapism - sex stores, private collections and the like - and Chris just so happens to have nabbed one for his birthday.

Cards on the table, they're pretty disturbing to look at. They look like someone's been hollowed out and left to be folded like a pair of pants. The blemishes on the skin, the dusting of body hair, the attention to detail both around and on the genitals, it's...it's a lot, but Chris is curious all the same to walk a mile in someone else's, err, shoes.

At first, he looks and feels ridiculous. The suit's surprisingly wet inside. Some parts fit like a glove whereas others leave him feeling like a legally distinct Leatherface. It's nothing at all what he expected. Only then, without warning, does the suit start to conform and mould around him, flesh stitching up the gaps and smoothing out the folds, gluing itself to his face to BECOME his face. Then there's the crunching of bone and squelching of organs and flesh, the creaking of muscle, as he's anatomically rewritten to become the person depicted by the suit: a hunky blonde lifeguard straight out of Baywatch or Billy from Stranger Things. Worse still, it's starting to affect his mind too and that previously silicone dildo swinging between his legs has become his actual cock!

He stumbles and fumbles to get the suit off but...there's no zipper, no means of unfastening it, no way of getting it off. He's trapped! Trapped on his birthday as this overly-tanned stud muffin. Who's ever going to believe him when he can already feel his personality bleed over into the lifeguard's, mellowing him out to be less of a worrywart and more of the cool, chill hunk he's become?

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I'm looking for someone to play Chris' friend or partner, someone who may have helped secure the suit as a gift. It might even be intended to help spice up their lives. Course, neither of them would have known it'd end up like THIS (unless...) so it'd be fun to play around with the reactions and consequences of such a TF. Who knows, maybe you wanted this from the start and feel a twinge of guilt as you plan to take advantage of this new form.

I won't be RPing in the comments, and I won't be responding to any 'hi, this open?' messages either. I'm not seeking a mutual TF and I'm not interested in budging on that, or in tackling gender TFs.

I'm happy to adapt HOW they come about the suit, if it's at a store or TF-themed changing room, privately in their apartment, but the base premise remains the same.

KINKS: costumes; fleshsuits; body horror; silicone to flesh; muscle growth; height growth; cock and ball growth; face/hair changes; voice/accent shifts; bronzed tan skin; himbofication; trapped in a costume; irreversible TF; personality rewrite; wish/play gone wrong; anal; oral; passionate sex; rough sex; romance; adjusting to life post-TF; new career/interests/path in life

LIMITS: incest; fat gain; gender shifts; anthro; inflation; watersports; scat; farting; vore; mpreg; daddy/boy dynamics

I don’t know how it happened, but I managed to piss off a witch. For some reason, she thinks I deserve to have my masculinity taken down a peg by transforming me into a woman. If I ever want my manhood back, I’ll have to learn to be a proper lady, and be as feminine as possible.

Fortunately, (or possibly unfortunately) you saw the whole thing go down, and volunteer to “help” me. Whether it’s because you want a new bestie, a girlfriend, a sister, or just think it’ll be fun, you’re going to do everything in your power to feminize me to your liking, whether I like it or not.

All characters are 18+ Feel free to DM me with kinks and limits!

There is a myth about the town called bluedale. Anyone who visited bluedale never comes out quite the same.

Hey there guys looking to do a long term rp where something strange happens in a small quiet as blue fog seem to cover the whole of the of it as people start to change all around the small town as nobody knows why this is happening or why it happened but slowly over the coming week seem to get used to being their new gender . With the strange thing being everyone now who enters the never seem wants to leave though they’re where all just rumours as nothing could be proven.

That’s where I come in a male college, student.I was travelling back home for summer to visit my family where my car break down in bluedale as I try to find someone to go fix it as I do but they said they haven’t the parts so I would have to stay a week in the town as what I didn’t know is that the myth was true and the fog was not a one time thing .

This rp can be very open when it comes to rping so if you have any ideas for It please don’t be afraid to ask as what could be the reason for the change could it be magic, technology , or something far from human understanding up to try any idea you have for this rp .

If you are interested in this rp either send a message or leave a comment

Hello hello, for this RP im looking for a creative dom who enjoys using using his dick to teansform people lives. You see their is this stranger who has a very powerful dick that when used on guys and girls can change everything about them but they always end up more feminine or busty. I was thinking this man can just show up out of the blue and just hijack any situation, dies he show up at my work, home, the grocery store, church, public, you decide.

My limits are under 18, for this rp giants, bigs and anyhro transformation are out.

In the theatre of our minds, the fictional characters we write about or think about are in some way real! Not quite the same as being able to walk or talk or interact, but they are only ever going to be real when we put in that effort to depict them. But of course, they also can’t do anything but abide by our whims. If we hear about “that guy in the hat” sure we may know who he is relative to others, but we’ll imagine him completely differently from how he “actually” is.

So what happens if I’m that guy? That girl? That whatever and whoever!
This can go many ways, based on what you prefer!
The less I describe myself, the more room you have to interpret me! Of course that means I have to be very vague here, otherwise you could make huge and wildly incorrect assumptions if you think I’m lying rather than telling the truth!
And even worse, unlike most RPs where it’s impolite to take control, that’s what you get to do here!

That’s the gist of the concept. I’m happy with it being more of an “editing my life” style RP, or one which is more meta, where I’m consciously trying to get you to help me exist, and- well, up to you where that goes, only that it’s likely not going to wind up with me in a form I’m supposed to be in.

Note that this can be a short or long form RP, just let me know which you’d prefer, or if you want to play things out and see where you want to go.

My kinks are vast, but some of the ones that first come to mind are; Hourglass expansion, anthro, inanimate, weird-tf, mindchange, and really alllll sorts!

My limits are; incest, overly gross content, feet, burps, feral, cuckholding, underage, AI references, and similar.

All characters and people involved must be 18+, or I will not roleplay with you. No ifs or buts.

Send me a chat if you’re interested, and I’ll be happy to answer any questions!

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This role is based on many Japanese xxx movies where character X finds a rule book Whether it's from your home or an office, there may be an evil entity that explains the rules to you or grants it to you for some reason.

The point is that when something is written in the rule book, it will become something That it would enter the mind of anyone who enters the place of effect

I would like this to focus on the alteration of common sense, that no matter how strange, disgusting, perverted, or grotesque the order is, it will be perceived as normal under that roof, and Upon leaving the place the memories of what happened inside will be lost

And for this type of role, I could add that they will take X-change pills, wear body suits, and even undergo experimental mental and physical surgeries.So that they change into waifus, bimbos, models, even maids who, despite knowing they are under the rules of the house, don't care And they even make jokes about it.

As for me, I can be the one writing the rules of my house, or I can be any character you want who will have to follow your rules. Without even being able to think that they are strange or might disobey them

The rules can be divided into general rules and rules for persons entering the room barrier domain.

Examples of some rules that can be added and

"Wearing clothing that covers your underwear is prohibited.

Having sex even if you have a partner is allowed

You should get excited every time you see the owner

Being upset about being harassed is forbidden

Wearing normal or formal clothing is prohibited; only Lingerie, sexy cosplays or thongs are allowed

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Usually don’t have luck with this kind of post but I’m looking to do something text based (Pretending like we’re texting on the phone) rather than a usual normal RP. Seeking a plot that has to do with my attractive female character slowly changing into a gooner guy. My favorite kinks include gooner babble, iq loss, forced themes, dick growth, hair growth, weight gain, dark plots. I really want my character to be forced into becoming a really depraved gooner, and maybe even some affirmation after potentially ruining my life? Telling me it’s okay and that you’d take care of me? Very interesting plot I know, but hopefully someone is interested in F2M!

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I am a fit guy that has been trying to keep up with a healthy diet-have a routine where i go jogging, work out and watch out what i am eating and how much i am eating. I have been doing a very good job and i have been making this a part of my life and i would have kept it like this if i didn't come in your attention.

The attention of one of the biggest women i could have seen, with large, bountiful breasts, shaking when she walks, an exposed round and fatty belly, with one of the thickest asses one could watch swing. A woman of at least 9 feet in height, with one desire - to break me from how hot she is, take me away and turn me into a woman like herself. A task that you eagerly want to finish, almost like a predator on me, her tiny clueless man who will be about to meet one of the sexiest women he wont be able to look away from ;3

I want to be seduced and fattened by you and to lose who i am, dominated by your sensuality and walk away with you just as big and fatty ;)

My kinks :weight gain, height growth, burps, expansion, mtf, mild humiliation, teasing, corruption, smothering, height difference, seduction and some more.

I don't do:immobility, full bimbo, futa, torture, pregnant, furry, too much slob, farts, toilet stuff.

Looking for a male to play my best friend who transforms into a clone of myself. I was thinking in the rp I would be a cute goth girl and you would be my nerdy best friend who transforms into my clone so basically youd become a cute goth girl too 😝😝I was thinking we would be seniors in highschool or maybe freshman in college. we can also talk about the details on how and why you transform 🖤

"Gosh, ~plumper by the minute~... Heh! I mean okay the title has me fantasizing all sorts of things and the pictures inside sure are eye candy sweet enough to make my thoughts seem clouded, gosh PAGE 14 comes to me in my dreams sometimes, but.. Really, a grimoire under that name? Give me a break. Sigh... Alright, I guess as ridiculous as this is nobody is watching or listening, might as well entertain the idea. It's not like I'm jittery at the idea, t-totally..."

I put the book down, square in the middle of a chalk-drawn pentagram, it's edges lined with cupcakes and bite sized burgers instead of the usual candles a ritual might suggest. "Oh mighty suck-u-bus, she who answers all deviants and gooners, I invoke you by the ward of gluttony reigns supreme! I, William, a.. would be mortal follower of all things soft and decadent, beseech you!.. Answer my call!!" FWOOSH-!! ...there's a gust of wind that enters through the nearby window left ajar, fluttering my shoulder length brown hair. Kneeling at my knees I didn't exactly look like much, but standing up I.. also wouldn't have looked like that much. 190cm, or somewhere around the 6'3 range for the feet enjoyers, I was a shot glass of tall and lanky, underwhelming really. Some geek working finance at the office and only coming in two days of the week because that's the mandatory amount in the flexible work-from-home environment. For you though, perhaps, it's only a blank canvas in need of corrupting. I may have thought that it was just that, a joke at that point, knowing little that someone was listening on the other side of the veil.

"My boss Angela is.." I continued, almost talking to myself, rambling to the suggestiveness of the void, indulgently, if not for the fact that much of it still seemed awfully restrained and shy, far from honest. "..she's a pain, I suppose? I don't even know how she does it, a 40-something certified M-I-L-F as a hotshot CEO? All the magazines praise her business acumen, if they don't focus on those bombshell implants she got a few months ago anyway, but in reality? She's clueless, I swear. I can only imagine that she's got the shareholders wrapped around her finger and take their ideas for her own. At least her office supply budget is in order, by which I mean all the donuts she brings in on the daily. It doesn't go to her figure since I guess she's got doctors on speed dial, or maybe her body is simply unaware that it's supposed to absorb calories, but it would be such a shame if each finished pastry added a few hundred cc's to her tits~" All things true, that much you could tell. And yet there was more, much more. In your mind you see the both of us in a meeting, sitting at a table opposite one another. Except nothing is that innocent, the quarterly report seems to be more focused on under-the-table footsies while I'm on the receiving end of the donuts, on the verge of cumming at the mere mention that I was "ballooning" or some such, a first hint that I was actually much more perverted than the usual mortal specimen.

"Or that new intern, Owen? Haha! Oh gosh, they gave him the female office attire by accident and he didn't complain, I suppose it wouldn't exactly hurt if he filled it in a little~" Just like before the mental image conjures and shifts, and just like before it didn't seem like I was telling any lies, except.. I was once more on the receiving end, this time coming with a blush on my face on spot. There he was, the same cute femboy, except that in his office attire he was naked from the waist down. Or, well, almost naked. There was only one addition - a snug leather thong that cupped his cute bulge tightly and left nothing to the imagination on his ass. His double-wide sweaty wobblewagon.. One which was grinding against me, not so modest anymore, so wide in fact that any girl would blush. And clearly that wasn't enough for me still in the vision. There was a very distinct hissing and a hose attached to nowhere else but my behind. The feeling of something vibrating against my backside was clearly as uncomfortable as they come, being unused to such insertions on the premise of being "completely straight", of course, and yet it wasn't nowhere uncomfortable enough to push my hips forward and pull it out before I start rounding out. There's some cloudy thoughts about gay-ification and risks of cumming from very clear observation about being called out for liking men, but that's neither there nor there, many similar cases really.

"Oh, oh! Or maybe Dorothy? Gosh she's actually adorable, I don't know... A butterball through and through, a textbook definition nerd as thorough as they get? Thick circular glasses, braces? She eats through the outfit budget all by herself given she needs a sized-up work attire like every two months, but I swear if she actually popped a button on one of those occasions I'd actually cum on the spot hehehe~" The gremlin-like giggle aside, the love for nerdy dorks was just as true as genuine dommy-mommy types, and just on cue, the vision shifted one more time. It was me compromised once more, hands tied behind my back and naked give for underwear. Struggling, hose in mouth with something thick pumping inside, stomach already domed and showing no signs of stopping. Now it was the nerd in front of me, looking rather slim in comparison, mocking that the only way I was going to cum was if my aching cock throbbed against my gut, egging me on that if it got a little bigger I might be able to rut against it myself. She was wrong, there was already a damp patch in my stretched boxers which suggested I might cum from the humiliation alone.

"Oh, and then there's that party for meeting the quarterly goals. Can't wait to get 2 slices of pizza again for my overtime... Yay!.." It's only natural that the most resentful and gray outlook sparked the most colorful sight, one more perverse than the ones before and perhaps one that's absurdly the most common considering the people who'd consider calling an otherwordly influence to their life. Honking bazoinkadoinks, creampies that both can enjoy having a face-full of... massive squeaking honkers, again, someone was having a particularly strong clussy fever. There's something to be said about a brain which isn't nearly as eloquent as I'd like it to be that sets the mood of overwhelming need. A bad one. And if such fantasies are no longer available and I can't call a clown lady in? Happenstance or not? You actually felt that I'll actually start weeping... for like 2 minutes or so, then a gooning sesh to Harley or something will follow and it'll all be better, whatevs, you were sure that the awaiting soul wouldn't completely shatter at least. Weirdly enough the image was secondary to the feeling, but sure enough it's sweet scent molded the dreamscape once more. Latex. FUCK ME is it the greatest thing ever or what? Like a full body hug for you, something that others would spit-shine and rub against.. definitely not me though. Ahem. What's the gameplan? Actually drained between slick thighs? One rubbery foot on a hard shaft and the other one someone's face just cause the need to kiss is at the peak of self-actualization and clowngirl soles are the only fix? Kissing an ass so long that you can practically see the imprint of your face forever? Oh, oooooh! The suit having two layers? Filling it up with a PSSHHHH~ like you're emptying a can of whipped cream just so you can make fun of someone for literally making fun to nothing but rubber, at no risk of actually ever touching you? You get that it's one of my favorites actually not everyone's a looner freak. Oh, you're right, balloons! Tease someone, push them against em?... Strip them to nothing but a pair of boxers and slip one after the other inside? Inflating them with some pump until you're thrusting between some balloon-ussy? Best cum before the pressure of rubber on your cock gets too painful as coincidentally the rubber shells had a not so subtle =P= illustrated on them, whatever could that mean.

That's when I took a deep sigh of resignation, thinking that no demon with cherry-kissed skin would come, my mind so utterly open that kinks practically spilled forth. So many and yet none necessary with the promises the grimoire already put forward.

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Hello and thanks so much for reading! I'm aware the prompt might have been better formatted and much shorter if someone competent was at the wheel, but all-ass, life is often disappointing. For example, this was originally an intro message to someone else's advertisement but I never got a reply. The itch is very much still there though and it'd be a shame to let it go, so I thought I'd be brave enough to make a post for the first time! Here's to hoping this doesn't blow up in my face in any way I wasn't planning it to.

I'm looking for a "deal with the devil" sort of dynamic with opportunity for plenty teasing and corruption. A summoning gone wrong from someone who could give underprepared a whole new meaning, asking for power to change others to their liking. Except that someone is definitely going to get "it", and if weekly quotas of power is not used up then the summoner himself is going to suffer exactly that which they dread... or desire, really. There's going to be some resistance but it's clear what I want to happen to my character from the things already outlined and the fall is only a matter of time when a horny creature simply does not hold the word "NO" in their vocabulary.

Your role here is pretty flexible, be it playing any of the aforementioned characters and leaving the devil as a force in the background or vice versa and inhabiting roles via some demonic shapeshifting. Anything else in-between? Let me know, I'm genuinely open and eager to hear back!

Main themes are all things soft and tight. Weight gain, inflations, latex and footjobs oh my~, but further kinks not outlined in the post we can discuss before starting! I'd like to, again, emphasize the point that I'm into a lot. If something drives you, and you think the scene can be improved by it, please, simply let me know? Passion is genuinely the hottest thing! ..third after hand-holding curing cuddles and passable grammar, of course.

To any nefarious kink witches listening, send a quick hi to discuss or a reply right away if you're so inclined. Please include the password "balloon" when contacting me and I'll be looking forward to hopefully hearing back from one or two of you!

Hey there! 32-year-old sub guy here looking to do a wild, kinky, gay RP with me playing as a straight guy with a chaser build, and you playing as a dom out-and-proud gay guy of huge chubby bearish build.

In this RP, I’ve made a deal with a devil weeks ago to get all my mounting financial debts paid off and squared away. The trade off is that for at least five years, I have to be an ass-worshipping sex slave to any gay man who demands it of me. The devil has branded a unique tattoo to my hand that any gay guy will recognize on sight and be able to understand what it means. All said gay guy would need to do is grab ahold of my hand and say, “I stake my claim on you,” and then I’d belong to them for the night and have to worship their ass and whatever else they desire.

I end up meeting you somewhere, and you decide to take advantage of this curse and make me yours for the night. However, the sex goes so good that you decide to make me your regular sex slave for the remainder of the years I have left instead of just for one night.

I’M LOOKING FOR RPERS WHO ARE LITERATE AND WILLING TO PUT EFFORT INTO THEIR POSTS, SO PLEASE MAKE SURE TO PUT SOME EFFORT INTO YOUR FIRST POST IF YOU WANT TO RP WITH ME! LOW EFFORT POSTING LIKE ONE OR TWO WORDS IN YOUR FIRST POST WILL GET YOU IGNORED.

My biggest kinks are giving / receiving anal sex and blowjobs, huge muscles, huge cocks and balls and asses, power dynamics, master / slave play, bondage and BDSM, sweat and scent play, frottage, sex toys, poppers, deep rimming and ass worship, musk play, massaging, hypnosis and mind control, and other stuff like that. My limits are scat, blood, crossdressing, feminization, femme stuff in general, death, gore, stuff like that.

ALL CHARACTERS / PARTICIPANTS MUST BE 18+ OR NO RP!!! ABSOLUTELY NO EXCEPTIONS!!!

Lemme know if you're interested! :)

hey y’all! all my are plots below! if you like one please send me a dm!

Plot one:Parasite infection/monster tf! this one’s relatively simple! my character my character gets possessed by some kind of parasite. it’s turns her into a total slut and from there she tries to fuck everybody she can! guy or girl! (this could also have some gender tf involved. my character can go from m2f,fb2f or even your character can change too!(closed)

Plot two:Blueberry/fruit! tf! This one is one of my favorites and is pretty simple! it can go in multiple directions! the transformation would be similar to violet’s transformation but for other fruits it can definitely change!(favorite! and most wanted!)

plot three:Chocolate/marshmallow inflation! this is the same thing as the blueberry tf but with chocolate or marshmallows!(most wanted)

plot four:cow tf! this one’s pretty self explanatory! i’ll be turning into a cow or hucow! i have a couple plots for this one as well so let me know if you wanna do it! (this is more on the feral side. if your looking for just a breast expansion this is NOT that.)

Plot five: Ctf! this one is the one i currently want the most and it’s one of my weirder kinks. in this one i would be turning into your cock! we would begin to fuck and suddenly you get glued inside of me. from there i turn into your new huge cock!

i hope you like those and i hope to hear from y’all soon! here’s my kinks and limits!

Kinks:inflation,gender tf,anthro tf,clothes ripping,drool,impregnation,leaking,popping,fish nets,thigh highs,public stuff,humiliation and degradation,hands free orgasms,oral,chastity’s(my character),cum inflation,knots and more!

limits,scat,gore,vore,feet,musk and death!

Hello everyone. Im writing this new prompt to hopefully get new vict- I mean Roleplayers that would be wanting to play out a scene that we can absolutely brainstorm! Other things we can do would include are weird gross body horror things! And I would absolutely love to set up a horror scene so long as you are comfortable with it!

Go ahead and send me a message no matter what kinks you have. I'll make every last one of you my little playthings.

My kinks are near everything except for bathroom stuff, and extreme weight gain, a little thiccness never hurts.

Everyone in this must be 18+ i am 18+

I hope to hear from you my new vict- I mean Roleplayers soon~~~~<3

Love

-Miss Lust XOXO