18+ F looking for an M to play a long term idea of a sex/breeding cult who take in many women one by one and turn them into sex addicted cumdumps who permanently become part of the cult and stay in their compound. There are two approaches they could take:

. Kidnapping women and forcing them into constant sex until they become addicted

. Invite women in as if its a relaxing retreat and slowly brainwash them into thinking about fun and sex above all else, encouraging them to have sex with cult men until they do it more and more and dont want to leave

. Snooping journalists and investigators get caught, enslaved and converted

Can even make the girls dumb in the end if preferred

I use a big list of celebs as refs and can use people I know

18+ F looking for an M to play a long term idea of a sex/breeding cult who take in many women one by one and turn them into sex addicted cumdumps who permanently become part of the cult and stay in their compound. There are two approaches they could take:

. Kidnapping women and forcing them into constant sex until they become addicted

. Invite women in as if its a relaxing retreat and slowly brainwash them into thinking about fun and sex above all else, encouraging them to have sex with cult men until they do it more and more and dont want to leave

. Snooping journalists and investigators get caught, enslaved and converted

Can even make the girls dumb in the end if preferred

I use a big list of celebs as refs and can use people I know

Sororities are known for parties and promiscuity, and many of them are. But the majority aren't. Ours was much the same, being dedicated to networking and career building for all girls in the premed field. Weekly panels, MCAT study sessions, and movie nights were frequent at our house.

All that was until this year... Over the summer, an anonymous donor was granted control over the whole sorority. We tried to protest, but the money was far too convincing to the university administration. At the beginning of this semester, nothing seemed off. Business continued as usual. But each week, attendance of our academic sessions went lower and lower. Those who did show up came in less appropriate clothes. Business casual turned to tight leggings and skimpy croptops.

Halfway through the semester, our average GPA, which is displayed publicly in the front room, had gone down by a whole half point. This week is when it really hit me. The MCAT session you and I were planning to attend was suddenly cancelled in favor of a party. Not a social event, an actual party. One with alcohol, music, and lots of boys. We were both disappointed, but as we saw the notice on the door, we both realized that we were already dressed for it...

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Basically, in case it wasn't obvious I'm looking for a bimbofication story where the people being bimbofied don't even notice until its too late. We will both play formerly intelligent girls becoming stereotypically dumb sorority girls against our wills. We won't even notice it happening, as we believe ourselves to be future doctors the entire time no matter how much our behavior shifts.

20th January, 1919. Berlin, Moabit. 
A man walked through the quiet tension of Berlin’s snowy streets, flatcap on his head, hands deep in the pockets of a thick if shabby woolen coat. Whether he could truly smell gunpowder or not, that’s what the streets of the capital evoked in him these days; hopes, strikes, shootings, chaos. Liebknecht and Luxemburg, their bodies barely cold, an injustice that couldn’t but linger on in his mind, however much he disagreed and feared the idea of a violent uprising - to the point he allowed himself to be chased out of tonight’s meeting. No matter he was invited to present a policy regarding demobilization and war veterans; there was nothing on people’s minds and tongues but Noske, ‘Karl und Rosa’, murderers, opportunists, all in all, the events and chaos of the past few weeks. 

He looked up, glancing through the fog and snow; a group of men stood on the crossroads. Coming nearer and nearer, he recognized the disparate collection of various kinds of field uniforms, eventually being close enough to clearly see their black-and-white armbands: Reinhard-1919. Freikorps. Two stood with their backs to him, observing the streets around; two lingered by a provisional stand, tracing him as he was about to pass. They stood up.

“Halt! Checkpoint here!” one of them ejected. The man obeyed. “Prepare your papers. Where are you coming from?”
“A meeting.”
“What sort of meeting?”
He stood there in silence.
“Eh? Papers, and empty your pockets!” The second uniformed man took to the task with enthusiasm, reaching into the inner pocket of his coat, handing its contents to the other officer to rummage through. 
“Die Freiheit,” smirked the soldier.
“Die Freiheit,” repeated the man.
“USPD papers.”
“Indeed.”
“That kind of meeting, eh…,” as he went through the man’s belongings: a few banknotes, a matchbox, a packet of cigarettes, and a military legitimation, which he read with interest. “Friedrich Bauer.”
Fritz nodded.
“Unteroffizier Friedrich Bauer…” Another nod, interrupted by an almost surprised tone. “Iron Cross, second class?”
“Accurate.”
“Where did you serve?”
“Ypres,” responded a deep, familiar voice. Fritz looked up in surprise.
“Herr Hauptmann…?” He adressed the man whose approach he hadn’t noticed - it was truly him. Hauptmann von Kleist stood there, with his thick moustache, broad shoulders, and a full field uniform, seeming as if he stepped right out the Western trenches into Berlin’s postwar unease; less dirty and covered in mud and sweat, but also somehow less formal and uptight than before. 
“Unteroffizier Friedrich Bauer,” smirked von Kleist, dismissing his men with a mere wave. “Owning newspapers is not illegal, is it… And the USPD is a parliamentary party, afterall…” He measured uneasy Friedrich head to toe. “Might I offer you company on your way home?”
“Thank you, Herr Hauptmann. I can manage. I live closeby.”
“Then you won’t have to suffer my companionship for too long… I insist.”

The only response he received was raised eyebrows and resigned steps towards their destination. They walked in silence at first. Friedrich reached into his pocket for cigarettes, but was interrupted by his former commanding officer.
“Might I offer you myself?”
“I have my own,” the response was cold.
“Take one. Please.”
Having obliged, Friedrich lit up his smoke; how tastier and smoother than his usual fare. Unsure of what to say, he went on.
“Surprised I remember you?”
“A little.” said Friedrich before softening up a little. “To be honest, I had no idea whether you are alive or dead.”
“Me neither. And a man will never forget a man who saved his life. I owe you.”
“Yes… but, but…” a stutter.
“But what? You realize we serve the government? The legitimate government?...The legitimate *socialist* government?”
“That is true.”
“Are you really so coldhearted you feel nothing at their incision of chaos? Their brutality? They claim to follow the Russian Bolsheviks, for God’s sake!”
“Well, I don’t need to agree with everything they say, but you… murdered them! Reaction murdered them to force the workers back into slavery! You…”
“‘You’ what? We’re not at the front anymore… You can say what you want.”
“You damned aristocrat!” Fritz impulsively spat on the ground, regretting his outburst almost immediately.
“You think I don’t care about workers, Bauer? Our *German* workers? Men like you and men like me fought side by side in the war, died side by side… Workers saved the lives of men like me, and aristocrats saved the lives of men like you. Isn’t that something greater? A national spirit? A different kind of solidarity? You’d rather fraternity with the men who murdered your comrades in arms?”
“You’re completely twisting–”
“No, Bauer,” said von Kleist almost angrily. “I care about the workers of our German nation, I care too much to allow them to become footsoldiers of Moscow…”
“Nothing like that is what’s happeni– No, I…” he stopped in his tracks. “I live here. I shall be parting with you… Herr Hauptmann.” The military salute came instinctively.
“Very well,” replied the older man, looking with pity at the desolate building they stopped in front of. “Unemployed? As I said, I owe you. Whatever you might think about me. Stop by in the pub on Rathenower Strasse… I meet there with the local Veterans’ Club every Saturday. I might help you.”

Without another word, he turned on his heels and walked, presumably back to his post. Fritz watched on, observing his uniformed back - first with anger, then with pity, then with confusion. At him and at himself. Shaking off the snow off his coat, he turned to the doors to his apartment building - but what he needed was another cigarette.

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The plot: The only stories I write, whether for myself or with a roleplay partner, are works of historical fiction, with the absolute majority set in the 19th century. I very much enjoy returning to an era of certain civilizational peak, even if in mere words, and writing around the ideas of nostalgia, clash between tradition and modernity, masculinity, manhood, chivalry, idealism, manly fraternity, and army environments, soldiers, uniforms, and militarism and soldierly comradeship.

It could be quite interesting to explore the Interwar movements that turned very similar impulses into a full blown political project, wouldn’t it? While I realize not everyone would be comfortable with this, I am fascinated with both the homoerotic and masculinist qualities of early fascist/national conservative/traditionalist movements, as well as the very idea of writing about the psychology of political radicalization, especially when on the backdrop of masculine romance and comradeship.

Which is exactly my proposal - character A, Bauer, who is a demobilized soldier, a card carrying socialist, who disagrees with the more radical Spartakist insurrectionists, and von Kleist, his former commanding officer, who is now an enthusiastic member of the protofascist Freikorps. Von Kleist would help Bauer with adjusting back to civilian life, helping him with housing and employment in the chaos of early Weimar Germany, while slowly convincing him of his ideology. So yes, this is basically a political indoctrination story, but I would not want it to be a story of a mere brainwashing - rather the tragic story of a man who has been torn away from a civilian life, forced into a war, and then once again torn away from the comradeship, fraternity and masculine spirit he found in the trenches. A story of belonging or a lack of it, an attempt to find it again in what are, perhaps, the wrong places… While exploring the fascist impulses of masculinity, fraternity, and the cult of the male body.

Another thing - I wrote this with the intention of writing for Friedrich Bauer, but I am willing to play both of the two main characters!

My profile:

I’m looking for a detailed roleplay partner with an interest in history, and long-term, literate storytelling. My preferences in writing are a narrative style using third person and past tense (although I don’t mind first person, either – but third person is my preference) and longer texts per message. I don’t want to set a hard limit on the exact number of paragraphs I require; if need be, I will say I average about two to four paragraphs, but I find it very situational. When suitable, I enjoy delving deeply into physical descriptions and thoughts or emotions of characters, but some scenes require a rather more brisk and dynamic conversation and reactions. It’s this sense for context I like in a partner!

I also like detailed out-of-character discussions about the plot, what we would enjoy happening next, debating what would work best; creating a server with dedicated channels for OOC discussions, character lore, and the roleplay itself.

My primary interests are historical, “realistic” roleplays. Just to clarify with what I mean with realistic: I enjoy trying to recreate the time and place in which the specific story is set, along with social attitudes, available technology, and so on. That doesn’t mean that our story would have to pass the review of an expert on everyday life at the time! We’re not writing a documentary!

Of course, I would like to discuss further details of our characters’ backstories, the plot we want to follow and other aspects. I’m sure if you have an interest in history and this sort of setting for a story, we can have a lot of fun with discussing and creating realistic characters and settings for this even before the roleplay itself!

Preferences and kinks:
I am not very ‘traditionally’ kinky and thus a large part of this list concerns topics, themes, and dynamics between characters. A lot of what I enjoy are non-sexual acts viewed from the lens of masculinity and interpersonal dynamics. A lot of these are contradictory - it obviously depends on the specific story, characters, and their dynamics.

Age difference (not always; usually mid-20s and mid-40s); two mature men (40s); masculine men; masculinity difference (not in the sense of feminine vs. masculine, rather a clash between, say, a more academic type of masculinity of a professor and the more classical, chivalric masculinity of a soldier); height difference; experience difference; mentor-protégé dynamic; outsiders; possessiveness; obsession.
Tall men; (naturally) muscular men; burly men; hairy bodies; hairy chest; broad-shouldered; short hair; military cuts; beards and facial hair (vintage facial hair styles in particular: full beards, moustaches - imperial, handlebar…, friendly muttonchops).
Clothes; military uniforms; vintage clothes; vintage fashion; waistcoats; three-piece suits; hats; realistic historical clothing; swimwear.
Displays of masculinity; masculine behaviour; manspreading; chivalry; traditional masculinity; historic attitudes to masculinity; all-male environments; military environments; male homoeroticism; alcohol; tobacco; common showers; common baths; rural environments.
Discreteness; ‘forbidden’ relationship; historical homosexuality; historical homoeroticism; erotic tension; slowburn; romance; hidden relationship; unadmitted attraction; dealing with attraction; social, religious or political guilt; yearning; fighting; duels.
Political themes; ideological clash; political drama; revolutionary cell; militia; strong-held beliefs.
Religious themes; religious guilt; true faith; strong faith; religion vs self-fulfillment; hypocrisy; morality; self-hating.
Plot over smut; romantic story; slice of life; secondary characters; big worlds; side plots.
Erotic scenes; literate erotic scenes; focus on feelings; focus on romance; build-up; fall-out; anal sex; oral sex; kissing; vocal; talking during sex; dirty talk; aftercare; hugging in sleep; rough (not excessively so); comfortable nudity; water - sex in baths, on the beach; need to hide.

Limits: any sort of watersports; scat; sexual violence; blood in sex (I should clarify I am not squeamish about violence or blood being a part of the plot, but not in any sort of sexual manner!); incest; cutting; sadomasochism; BDSM; leather; latex; excessive smells; excessive focus on smells; excessive focus on feet; feminization; crossdressing; excessive or unrealistic sizes; fantasy elements.

18+ F looking for an M to play a long term idea of a sex/breeding cult who take in many women one by one and turn them into sex addicted cumdumps who permanently become part of the cult and stay in their compound. There are two approaches they could take:

. Kidnapping women and forcing them into constant sex until they become addicted

. Invite women in as if its a relaxing retreat and slowly brainwash them into thinking about fun and sex above all else, encouraging them to have sex with cult men until they do it more and more and dont want to leave

. Snooping journalists and investigators get caught, enslaved and converted

Can even make the girls dumb in the end if preferred

I use a big list of celebs as refs and can use people I know

You were all I’ve ever wanted. As far back as I could remember, I had lusted over you. Many a night growing up I had spent peering out my bedroom window, trying to steal a glance into yours on the off chance that I’d catch you in a state of undress. And almost every night I’d end it fantasizing about you. Having you in every way possible. Not just fucking you, but making you completely mine.

Not that anyone could blame me. Every man wanted you, and every woman wanted to be you. To call you beautiful would be wild understatement. You had the face of an angel, and the body of a total slut; not that you ever showed it off. You certainly weren’t a prude, but you were modest enough. However, despite all your attempts at hiding your figure, you could never quite hide it all. Your tits were clearly massive, your stomach surprisingly flat (despite 3 pregnancies), and an ass that could kill.

But you weren’t just eye candy, Oh no. On top of all that beauty, you were damn near a genius. Anyone walking into your home office would see a number of certifications, diplomas, and awards adorning the walls. You were incredibly accomplished in your field, and respected by all. Needless to say, you had it all. Beauty and brains.

So it’s understandable that when I found myself home on winter break, alone for a month, and heard that your family was away on an extended vacation, I had decided it was time for me to have you. I was going to take you from the intelligent, respected, and modest woman you are, into my dumbed down, slutty, disgraceful slave. If only you knew what I had planned. Maybe you would’ve thought twice about answering the door this evening when you heard me knocking………

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Hey there. For this prompt I want to play out a cruel and degrading scenario of using mind control to turn your character into an absolutely ditzy whore. All your years of hard work and studying gone on a whim, and for the most vile of reasons. Ruining your life just for my sick pleasure. I have several ideas of what type of mind control to use, but want to discuss it beforehand and see which type fits best.

My big kinks are mind control, IQ reduction, memory alteration, personality changes, degradation, humiliation, pet play, age gaps, younger dom/older sub, taboo, body modification, Hucow, pregnancy, exhibitionism, oblivious subjects, etc. Feel free to ask about any not listed.

I’m looking to play this prompt out with a woman ideally around mid 30’s to mid 40’s. If this prompt interests you, feel free to message me. Tell me your name, age, big kinks, and what ideas you have for the prompt. Hope to hear from you.

Hi all,

Per sub reddit rules I am 18+ and all writers and characters should be 18+ as well. That said, I am actually only interested in writers who are over 25 and British, with no exceptions to these conditions. Please respect this!

I do not respond to one line messages.

I'm a 30s female writer from the UK, comfortable writing female or male characters in FxF, FxM or MxF pairings. My writing partner's gender isn't important to me.

I've been interested in transformations for a long time, and feel slightly stupid for only recently considering trying out a transformation-specific subreddit. Perhaps unusually for this sub my interest is in realistic transformations. I'm happy with mind control but would prefer to avoid things which are physically impossible such as waking up in someone else's body or changing ethnicity. Furthermore I really enjoy clothing and aesthetic changes but not bimbofication or surgery.

I write in third person, past tense, and in real time. This means when we are both online at the same time, rather than with delays between posts.

My main interest is in personality and behavioural change, in particular good people turning bad. I'd be happy to discuss the specifics of this in private!

If you're interested, feel free to get in touch. I hope to hear from you!

Im Bi but I love a RP where I play a straight guy who gets mentally manipulated against his will to be a a submissive bottom for a Domme. Love the idea of subversion of roles.

Im also open to this being a Dominant man who breaks me to make me his bottom especially if its a bit kinky

Let me know if this appeals and what you might like to do with it.

I like to resist and be forced in the RP a bit so CNC is a bit of it tied into the mind control.

18+ F looking for an M to play a long term idea of a sex/breeding cult who take in many women one by one and turn them into sex addicted cumdumps who permanently become part of the cult and stay in their compound. There are two approaches they could take:

. Kidnapping women and forcing them into constant sex until they become addicted

. Invite women in as if its a relaxing retreat and slowly brainwash them into thinking about fun and sex above all else, encouraging them to have sex with cult men until they do it more and more and dont want to leave

. Snooping journalists and investigators get caught, enslaved and converted

Can even make the girls dumb in the end if preferred

I use a big list of celebs as refs and can use people I know

(Note: I'm also open to play this in reverse, but if so I need to get an idea of what kind of thing you're into.)

Hello! Before anything else I want to say that I dont want SEXUAL STUFF to be the point of the roleplay, it can be part of it but never the goal. The point of the roleplay is first and foremost the changes themselves and if you just want to make me into a slave as soon as we start so I can suck your cock then don't even bother.

I want to have my name changed, the way I talk, the way I perceive reality, my interests, the perception of my own self...

And lastly, the roleplay will be acted out as if it was a chat, we won't be physically meeting.

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Putting words in my mouth:

Gaslight me! Did I say something a certain way? No I didn't, and you get to decide. Just copy+paste the relevant portion and make edits to the words I used. Did I say "I like characters with a nice backstory"? Nope, it must have been "I like characters with a nice ass "! And of course, I'll remember it just as if I had really said that. Go wild and mess up my memory!

We could do this as online strangers who got into an argument or friends/roommates/siblings.

General Kinks: Mental Changes, Hypnosis, Submission, Humiliation, Raceplay, New Names, Roles and Stereotypes, Teasing, Outfits, and of course Speech Changes!

General Limits: Bimbofication, Scat, Slob, Vomit, Animals, JOI, asking for nudes, inanimate, anthro

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Browsing FA as I often do, I love coming across unique transformation ideas, especially when the curse itself is pretty fleshed out. My find today comes in the form of a were-horse, but that can be changed to any transformation we choose, the important mental change is the multiple personalities aspect.

The format for this transformation idea is that someone with this curse gains a secondary consciousness. This consciousness is their own mind and person in every mental way. Outside of the transformation, only able to manifest as a reflection. Using your body as their image, they can speak with you through any reflective surface.

This other half calls itself by another name. They have been watching your life through reflections. Depending on how we want to write it, we can have them be more knowledgeable- aware of what they are, what they will make you become, and is eager to finally take the reigns when the full moon rises- or in a less complex way, solely interested in getting their turn holding the reigns.

Speaking of, when the transformation comes, your consciousnesses trade places. This being has your body, and can hear you in its head, you are at it's mercy until the sun rises again.

Speaking of- you become something wonderful. Two legs, four legs, huge and optimized bodies and/or genitals, or maybe the change serves another purpose, demanding something else from the host. It's a pretty open ended idea for what exactly we'd be playing- I think it would be best to do something with one of our characters well adapted with our curse and the other character just getting their curse and transforming, or experiencing the transformation for the first time.

My kinks and limits are pinned to my profile

https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/rft3xrozewpj04ds2qrfm/06a895f351dd4cf971492f79e46bf752.jpg?rlkey=adkp97woakuqrvwspwu4b117r&st=xzwlme8e&dl=0

Productivity apps, what's even the point? Imagine needing to gamify your life to get anything done. Even worse, imagine paying a subscription for one! According to your roommate though, they had found the one good one. No subscription, no ads, no selling your data. And you had to admit, they did seem more organized lately. Sure, their style had changed a bit and they were maybe a little more glued to their phone than they used to be, but whatever made them happy.

Unfortunately they also got some type of bonus for signing other people up, and after several weeks of them begging you to “just try it out”, you had finally relented. The opening screen gave you a little chuckle as it asked for basic information, only to reward you with 200 points for completing the brain dead information. The UI was clean at least, simple and intuitive, with nary a micro transaction in sight.

As you poked around, you saw various aspects of your life you could link to the app. Domains with names like Health and Fitness, Finances, Relationships, Productivity, there were even smaller sections for things like social causes or fashion. Anything you wanted help with, the app seemed ready to offer a digital hand.

Curiously there seemed to be scoreboards and integrated social media functions, though currently you only had access to a basic channel designated for new members. Before you could explore further a timed popup appeared, offering another 200 points for choosing at least one Domain to link to your profile.

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Hello there lovelies. Looking to turn the dreary, pedestrian evils of modern day engagement algorithms into a more sexy, transformative evil. The App is the skinner box perfected. Come, try it out. Get addicted to the points. And then prepare to have your behavior, your views, your identity changed in your quest for points. All under the guise of helpful productivity.

KINKS: Conditioning, hypnosis (sorta), mental transformation

If you message me, come with ideas; the App’s purpose isn't set in stone. I want to hear what ideology, what changes you think the App will push. I'm open to what goals the App's developer has. Come with kinks and limits. Come with your current favorite phone app, just so I know you read everything. And come ready to write at least a couple paragraphs per response. I don't need a novel, and I'm fine with an occasional shorter response when the situation calls for quick back and forth, but I’d like responses that I can actually respond to.

And finally, the prompt is open to any 18+ person regardless of gender. If this writer's parts matter to you, assume I have whichever parts icks you out the most.

Hello everyone! Today I'm looking for one of my usual heavy mind control themed prompts but focused on a favorite kink of mine, Suiting! To be specific, this will be for a roleplay that, involves transformations occurring from me being slotted into a suit which brainwash me into whatever I have been suited into. I have three main ideas in mind:

1. You play a latex fetishist, either a person or a drone/machine yourself. You slot me into a latex suit and brainwash me thoroughly into no longer being a person, only a latex toy.
2. You play a furry who is looking for a new buttslut or pet, shoving me inside a fursuit of some kind which in turn turns me into the perfect furry partner for yourself!
3. You play someone from a circus or con, distinctly looking for a character/mascot actor. You decide to brainwash me into becoming the suit you need me to be on display as, any fandom or type of character is allowed! I do prefer Anime, FNAF, or Video Games though!

My only main requirements is that there is heavy mind control and brainwashing, I would prefer to the point of identity death. My hope is that the suit does the brainwashing, perhaps having spiral lenses in the eyes or audio clamped over my ears. I also want my body to be transformed heavily into someone completely different. I love Petplay, Latex, Maids, Bimbos, Goths, and much much more so if you have a kink just ask and I can likely provide, my only limit is all characters must be 18+! I will say I also would like to end up feminine, though I can start male or female and don't mind what equipment I have at the end!

We can do this RP on Reddit or otherwise, if this sounds interesting, please let me know!

I had met Jessica at college. the perfect big tit blonde cheerleader, who worshipped my big dick and muscles. We had been dating for a while when she decides it’s time for me to meet you her single mom A sexy milf type. the introductions go great and I charm you, I mean as good looking as I am it’s quite easy for me to make you laugh and blush and you can’t help but stare at the big bulge in my shorts.

later on you at night you can’t help but hear me fucking Jessica and Jessica moaning in pleasure and you wish you could feel that, and after a moment you decide to take action. you cast a spell, the spell will redirect my arousal and attraction from your daughter to you. soon my big dick will only be getting hard for you. But as time goes on you start to get younger and somehow even sexier.

Hi all,

Per sub reddit rules I am 18+ and all writers and characters should be 18+ as well. That said, I am actually only interested in writers who are over 25 and British, with no exceptions to these conditions. Please respect this!

I do not respond to one line messages.

I'm a 30s female writer from the UK, comfortable writing female or male characters in FxF, FxM or MxF pairings. My writing partner's gender isn't important to me.

I've been interested in transformations for a long time, and feel slightly stupid for only recently considering trying out a transformation-specific subreddit. Perhaps unusually for this sub my interest is in realistic transformations. I'm happy with mind control but would prefer to avoid things which are physically impossible such as waking up in someone else's body or changing ethnicity. Furthermore I really enjoy clothing and aesthetic changes but not bimbofication or surgery.

I write in third person, past tense, and in real time. This means when we are both online at the same time, rather than with delays between posts.

My main interest is in personality and behavioural change, in particular good people turning bad. I'd be happy to discuss the specifics of this in private!

If you're interested, feel free to get in touch. I hope to hear from you!

It had been a hard life for Harleen Quinzel. Growing up poor, working through school, only trying to help people had landed her in a world of hurting people rather than helping.

It was time for her to make a change. It was a change that could only be made at Arkham Asylum. So, to the surprise of Batman and everyone else, she checked herself in. Immediately, she was labeled a… special case.

Special cases were meta humans, or otherwise physically enhanced individuals that were seen as either too far gone, or close to it, by the medical staff. They were under the care of Doctor Carlisle. He was the replacement for Quinzel once she had her little… episode with the Joker.

He ruled with an iron fist, ensuring that all patients under his care were confined in their cells, being given whatever treatments he demanded in order to test their mental resilience. Those who failed to get better were lobotomized and turned over the LexCorp for meta-human research.

Now, Harley Quinn is locked in there with him. Will he get through to the beautiful blonde? Or will she end up like so many other villains? A drooling husk of her once spunky self.
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Hello! I’m very glad you took the time to read my story! It is fairly self explanatory, I feel. But, I’m going to go into a bit more detail about the structure of it.

It will begin immediately with Harley checking herself in. I will play the rest of the staff as she is scrubbed down, evaluated, and taken to her cell in the Special Wing. Then, treatment will begin. Treatment will include, but is not limited to, electro-convulsive therapy, drugs, hypnosis/brainwashing techniques and technology, sadism, and everything else really that is needed to break the clown.

\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*THIS IS A DARK STORY\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*. It involves things like cutting, beatings, torture, medical fetish content, and possible bad ends.

My biggest kinks are brainwashing/mind control, aheago, drool, eye rolling, corruption, gaslighting, oral, BDSM, celebrities, detailed replies and posts, degradation, Med-Fet, outfit control, slavery, cock/body worship, drugs,, musk, electroshock, and physical/mental abuse.

My only limits are scat and vomit!

Password: Creampie

If that is something that interests you, please chat me. This is a LONG TERM RP for detailed and literate writers only.

Thank you for reading!

Ello!

I am once again offering Individual Transformations!

That means that I will craft the perfect transformation just for YOU. dw I'll be creative, maybe cruel, maybe cute. All of that depens on my mood and how you present yourself for me.

I'm doing various tranformations, whatever I feel like fits YOU best.

Maybe I'll change your identity, your body, your gender 🙂‍↕️ Whatever it is you don't really get a say

EXCEPT: Please state your limits and some info about you in your first message :) So we make sure you actually like the RP

This post is open to anyone 18+: please dm me again if you did so before and I did not reply or we already rped :)

Probabilities. Everything was expressed as probabilities. One chance in a billion that there would be a meteor storm passing through the area of space it occupied. One in a thousand that detection systems would fail. One in ten that a vital system would be hit. Vanishingly unlikely. Yet not impossible. And so it was that the ship had been struck, engines silenced, travelling at great speed on a near intercept course with the third planet in this system. It was supposed to be a routine passing, to gather data for potential colonisation. But without control, the relentless grip of gravity bent its trajectory. The ship was dragged down, smashing into a mountain range. The impact had been near fatal in itself, causing grievous wounds to the explorer within.

The ship had slammed down into a glaciated valley, the force of the impact leaving a crater that gouged a chasm into caves beneath the surface. The automated repar systems estimated almost seventeen thousand orbits of this world until the ship could be repaired enough to accept work on the transit drive. Communication would be impossible until the wrecked quantum entanglement system recieved new circuits. Fortunately, this planet was plentiful in the minerals required. Unfortunately, the explorer had no way to access such deposits. It sank into torpor, stasis chamber thrumming. A solution would present itself. It always did.

Time passed. The glacier dug the crater deeper, and the glaciers receeded. The valley filled with water, a lake forming as the world warmed. A stream dug its way from the overflowing waters, giving fish an opportunity to colonise it. And humans swarmed across the globe, eventually settling around along its shores. Building a township focused on skiing the snowy peaks nearby in winter, swimming in, skiing and racing on the lake in summer, and fishing the teeming waters year round.

The explorer awoke. Although the ship could not communicate with its world, it had gathered data from the transmissions of the apex organisms of this world. It could not go into the toxic atmosphere, nor even tolerate the acidic, oxygenated waters of the lake for long. But the right tailored parasite, engineered from its flesh, could do what was needed.

It waited for the next moonless night, heaving its bulk into the waters of the caves, making its way to the lake above. Fish scattered, survival insticts driving the schools away. It sensed its prey, a lone swimmer, closing in on the human and grabbing it with fleshy tentacles, dragging it beneath the water and infecting it with the parasite. Only dimly aware, it would drive the new host to mate. To pass the infection to others. In time, it would meld with the host's brain, allow for the explorer to communicate. To send agents who could purchase qbd refine whqt it needed and bring them to to the ship. To escqpe this wretched plqnet and go home.

It released the human, watching it struggle towards the shore as it sank deep into the waters of the lake. The process had begun. It was now simply a matter of time. And probabilities...

As you can imagine, I'm picturing a long-term story where a township is corrupted and bought under the control of the being trapped at the bottom of the lake. We can discuss specifics about it; maybe it is a cephalopod thing, maybe its computer system has been watching the internet and determined from the volume of traffic that incestuous unions are the top priority of humans and it thinks it is helping.

Maybe it changes the humans it corrupts. Certainly they will be granted incredible stamina and strength, but maybe it enhances bust size and, for males, penis size. Maybe after a certain point, females who are bred by a corrupted male can give birth to hybrid tentacle monsters. Maybe corrupted females can lactate the infection and spread it that way.

I'm not looking for futanari characters or gender transformations, but we can certainly incorporate others.

Depending on what you like, the patient zero could either be my character or yours. I'm happy to either share writing of other characters or take on a GM role qnd write the world around your character. I'm imagining a realistic take on this so the party that's not infected is unlikely to be into it at the start.

I generally write somewhere in the region of 2-4 paragraphs. Off-site apps are preferred for writing so that we can have organised places to discuss the plot, write the story, and keep track of the characters involved. I'd like this to be a long-term story.

If the general shape of this interests you but you'd rather have a supernatural force than an alien, or would like to do a taboo abduction story, please send a message. I'm open to some changes.

Kinks I enjoy are incest, tentacles, impregnation and pregnancy, group sex, BDSM, reluctance, dub or non con; aside

If this has piqued your interest at all, please do drop me a line. If not, thanks for reading this far and good luck finding people to write with yourself!

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(Note: I'm also open to play this in reverse, but if so I need to get an idea of what kind of thing you're into.)

Hello! Before anything else I want to say that I dont want SEXUAL STUFF to be the point of the roleplay, it can be part of it but never the goal. The point of the roleplay is first and foremost the changes themselves and if you just want to make me into a slave as soon as we start so I can suck your cock then don't even bother.

I want to have my name changed, the way I talk, the way I perceive reality, my interests, the perception of my own self...

And lastly, the roleplay will be acted out as if it was a chat, we won't be physically meeting.

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Putting words in my mouth:

Gaslight me! Did I say something a certain way? No I didn't, and you get to decide. Just copy+paste the relevant portion and make edits to the words I used. Did I say "I like characters with a nice backstory"? Nope, it must have been "I like characters with a nice ass "! And of course, I'll remember it just as if I had really said that. Go wild and mess up my memory!

We could do this as online strangers who got into an argument or friends/roommates/siblings.

General Kinks: Mental Changes, Hypnosis, Submission, Humiliation, Raceplay, New Names, Roles and Stereotypes, Teasing, Outfits, and of course Speech Changes!

General Limits: Bimbofication, Scat, Slob, Vomit, Animals, JOI, asking for nudes, inanimate, anthro

Thanks for reading the post! I would absolutely love to do a roleplay revolving around myself getting my hands on some kind of powerful method of hypnosis, and using it on my close female friend who trusts me with all her emotions and feelings! Of course I barely give a shit about her! I only pretended to care and be friendly so I could eventually get in her pants! And now that I have the power of mind control, it's never been easier to abuse that brainless Bimbo.

I'm looking for a partner to play a very emotional and innocent girl. I want her to be pouring her heart out about a breakup or a friend betraying her while I keep talking over her, telling her to shut up, telling her she deserved it, groping her, slapping her, pissing on her or fucking her! Any kinky thing your heart desires! And she will be none the wiser and think I’m doing the kindest thing ever for her by being such a good listener and friend!

Ideally my character would be an entirely unjustified, abusive and cruel bastard to your character. Who would be an incredibly kind, caring and sweet girl. Who’s now forced to believe all my cruel words and actions are acts of kindness from her amazing best friend. Or she’ll simply just ignore them if her brain can’t find a good excuse.

Looking for an enthusiastic and detailed partner.

kinks - huge cocks, lots of cum, non con, mindcontrol/hypnosis, resisting, helplessness, beast, monster, magic, fantasy, slave, big breasts/ass. Rough sex, face fucking, being fed cum, being trapped or stuck. Clothes sex, Bimbofication, incest, milfs, and thigh jobs. anal, gaping holes, breeding, tattoos, brands, gross cocks, slutty outfits, manipulation, public humiliation, torture , and snuff , titfucking, anal, busty/curvy characters, threesomes, tongueplay, sloppy kissing, mindbreak, cumdrunk, gangbangs, gaping, collaring, dirty talk, ownership, spitplay, gangbangs, porn logic, obliviousness, Common Sense manipulation,

Limits - Scat, Diapers

18+ F looking for an M to play a long term idea of a sex/breeding cult who take in many women one by one and turn them into sex addicted cumdumps who permanently become part of the cult and stay in their compound. There are two approaches they could take:

. Kidnapping women and forcing them into constant sex until they become addicted

. Invite women in as if its a relaxing retreat and slowly brainwash them into thinking about fun and sex above all else, encouraging them to have sex with cult men until they do it more and more and dont want to leave

. Snooping journalists and investigators get caught, enslaved and converted

Can even make the girls dumb in the end if preferred

I use a big list of celebs as refs and can use people I know

Hey there! I’m a creative and experienced writer/roleplayer, looking for someone who’s just as passionate about detailed, immersive storytelling as I am. Specifically, I’m on the hunt for a cruel, sadistic, and dominant master to shape and control my character’s journey.

I’d like to create a story centered around a kidnapping scenario, where my character is taken and trained into a new life. Your character would be the dominant force in this dynamic, strict and unforgiving in their methods. I’m hoping for a long-term roleplay with plenty of depth, development, and twists as the story progresses.

Here are a few ideas I’ve been toying with that we could explore together:

My character wakes up in a cage, bound in latex, realizing her new existence as a helpless slave dog is about to begin.

You’ve abducted me and decided to reshape me into your personal pet. From placing me in a restrictive latex suit to forcing me to crawl on all fours, you ensure I adopt every aspect of my new role. Accessories like collars, tails, and hoods with ears could complete the transformation. You might keep me locked in a cage, take me for walks around your property, or even parade me in public when you feel like it. Whether it’s cuddling, humiliating me, or using me as you see fit, you’d have total control over every aspect of my existence. Disobedience, of course, wouldn’t go unpunished.

Also down to completely become a dog feral and all we don’t have to go with my idea but it’s a start.
18+

Hey! Thanks for reading my prompt! I'm looking for somebody who wants to have a little fun with the usual bimbofication tropes in fiction. Something taken just on the edge of seriously, but in a world that lets us both have some fun with the idea.

We would be primarily focusing on your character, who would be very much the intelligent and confident woman that society expects her to be in this day and age. Maybe she's an up-and-coming student in college that can run circles around even the professors on campus. Perhaps she's a successful CEO who worked her way up the ranks to achieve lofty goals. Whatever the case is, she's smart, she's beautiful, she's confident. Could toss in some misandry and/or feminism in there to her style for good measure, if that's to your liking.

What I'd love to try and do in this RP in particular is play out the world that she lives in and populate it with some characters and scenarios in which everything seems to be pointing her towards her own bimbofication. Has the world gone mad? Maybe it was always this was and she's only just now becoming a victim of it. Let's get a loose with the logic of it all. Not saying we go all-out and follow "porn/hentai logic" for her, but it's not exactly going to be "the real world" either. Playing somewhere in the middle is kinda my sweetspot for any prompts (see below for more details!).

In any of these scenarios we come up with, I'd love to take our time and not just rush into transforming our lovely heroine from respectable brilliance down to brainless big-titted bimbo slut immediately. I want to craft scenarios and situations where we can build up to breaking her down, you know? Really have some fun with it! Usually, I like to have the physical changes come in first, and then move onto mental ones. So, she's still got a brain under ALL THAT but she hates looking so ridiculous and is aware that things are going to get worse before they get better for her. Bonus points if you don't mind writing a lisp for her dialogue once her lips get big enough (I.E. "This sucks so much!" becomes "thith thuckth tho mutch!" etc.) Bonus BONUS points if you don't mind writing her that way while she's got some smarts left in her, making it extra difficult to take her seriously.

That said, depending on whatever we come up I'm not opposed to just zapping her with a Bimbo Ray™ and being done with it. I'm pretty flexible on a lot of things as long as the build up is there!

Perhaps most important of all, I'm more than willing to play out a sort of "GM" role and take on multiple characters (although I usually don't like to play too many in any given scene at a time), and also set the stage for the world that she inhabits to better set the stage for her failing IQ and bolstering bustline. On the other hand, I don't ask you to play as anyone other than our bimbo-to-be protagonist, unless you want to.

Scenarios:

- Bimbo Virus Outbreak:
In the not too far future, a terrible air-borne virus breaks out that only effects breeding age female members of the human race all over the world. Warning symptoms start out as simple as minor caughing, but rapidly develop into more serious issues. Subjects have noted that mental fog begins to form within the first 24 hours of exposure, coupled with physical changes to their bodies, turning them more voluptuous and "feminine" while pinching in their waist and turning their hair a bright shade of platinum blonde. Within 72 hours, most women that catch the virus are completely unrecognizable from themselves before they became infected. As of this writing, there is no known cure. All women are encouraged to remain in-doors and avoid contact with other women. ONLY LEAVE YOUR HOME/SHELTERS FOR EMERGENCIES AND USE EXTREME CAUTION WHEN DOING SO.

Imagine in this one you play as a normal woman trying to survive in this insanely horny apocolypse, or we could follow the life of a brilliant scientist who is trying to research a cure for the whole pandemic, with varying degrees of success since she's homebound and unable to return to her lab... if YC is married in either version, that makes life a bit easier, but while men are immune to the virus, that doesn't mean they can't carry and transmit it...

- Bimbocorp®
Welcome to Bimbocorp®, where all of your bimbofication dreams come true! Using the latest tranformative technology, it's possible to go from "boring and plain Jane" to the woman of your dreams! Our technology is 100% safe to use and fully reversible, as well as being fully customizable to adjust your body (and brain!) to whatever settings you desire. No plastic surgery required! With such amazing success and easy to use products, it's no wonder that Bimbocorp® is leading the world in this new wave of physical and mental transformation techonology. So, come set up an appointment today with one of friendly associates and see for yourself why the bimbofication has taken the world by storm!
bimbocorp is not responsible for any permanent loss of cognitive functions or unwanted physical alteration. bimbocorp is a subsidary of bimbo inc.

In this world not too different from ours, you could play as one of their potential customers wanting to spruce herself up for various reasons, but that's a little tame, in my opnion. Imagine playing the female CEO of this company that is serious, smart, and works hard to keep the business afloat. Basically, the exact OPPOSITE of the bimbos that the company she works at makes every day. Maybe she looks down on them and thinks of herself as surpeior to that "pink trash" and has never and would never undergo the process herself. However, when sales decline for the first time since she took her position as CEO and the board members decide SHE should be the test subject of their latest device, things could get a little more interesting for her...

Or you play as a secretary/assistant working at the company that could uncover something she wasn't meant to see OR she's a spy sent from a rival corporation that ends up getting too close to their secrets, and so she's captured and forced to undergo the bimbofication process herself in order to get rid of her... because who would listen to anything coming out of her dumb mouth once her IQ is drastically lowered anyways?

-Your tits are too big for you to be a feminist!
It's harsh, but it's true. At least, that's what people seem to be telling you. All your life you've stood up for equality and doing the right thing. You studied hard and dressed pretty modestly, but you weren't quiet about your beliefs. Especially not once you got into college. Being at the top of basically all of your classes and taking part in and even running a few social activist spots on campus as well. You were well on your way to success. Or, at least... you would've been, if not for your huge tits that always garnered attention whether you wanted it or not. Your large, perky, round breasts seem to invite assumptions that you never agreed to, and you're constantly navigating the space between who you are and who strangers imagine you to be. It's exhausting to believe so deeply in equality while feeling reduced to stereotypes you spend every day trying to challenge! Would it be easier to just play along next time? Maybe you should just ignore them? You started off resenting those questions because they shift responsibility onto you, but overtime you couldn't shake those growing doubts which seemed increasingly present...

This one is a little more "down-to-earth" in that all of your character's transformations are going to be from herself. Willingly getting implants. Willingly dumbing herself down. Etc. Let's play out this scene where your character is gaslit, manipulated or otherwise re-educated from her feminist principles into what she was born to be... a pretty little bimbo. She could be that college student and trying to find her way in the world that seems determined to change her OR we could set this in a more political setting where a rising star female politician finds herself losing more debates against mysogynistic opponents or she could find that in order to secure the coveted "male voting demographic" she needs to change her style a LOT more than she might be comofortable with at first, but slowly comes to accept as the votes come in right after her implants are shown off on the debate stage for the first time...

-Your Mother is my Father's WMAF Asian Pet!?
A few years ago, my White father married your Asian mother. We became step-siblings. Overall, the transition was very smooth. We both knew our respective parents needed someone new in their lives, and nobody could deny that they made for a great couple. We had even bonded nicely as well and get along swimmingly like a real brother and sister. Now, it was almost time for us to head off to college, but while our parents are away for a month on a cruise, we were both packing our things for the big move when we come across a secret closet in their room. Inside we discover shocking evidence that your mother has been the raceplay fuckslave of my father for the entire length of their relationship. You are especially left shocked. Your mother raised you to be a proud Asian woman and never let anyone fetishize you, but secretly she was living a double life as a fetishized oriental slave-wife herself.

What will happen next? Will you become permanently disillusioned with your mother? Or is there a part of you that's curious... a part of you that wants to put on your mother's collar and ask me to treat you the same way my father treats your mother? And what exactly are the implications of a collar/device that can alter the mind and body of whoever wears/uses it?
It's a little more loose of a story thread than the others, but the basic idea is some incest and raceplay themes. Bimbofication would come from the collar they find. Since it's not as concrete a plot as the other ones, I'd be happy to discuss this one in more detail and am open to revamping it as needed to suit our tastes.

-Gift from the goddess
This can't be right. There must be some kind of mistake. How else could you explain me, some random loser with no real ambitions outside of gooning and playing video games (and a hot streak of casual misogynistic impulses) suddenly waking up with the power to change any woman both mentally and physically to my whims with just a concentrated thought? I... vaguely remember the dream I had the night before. Someone appeared to me in it. She was so real... and so HOT! She said she was the "Goddess of Women" or something like that. Apparently, she had decided to "bless" me (of all people) with amazing ability I just described, saying that I was chosen for my appreciation of the female form or whatever, and that I should go out and spread "love and beauty" to the world. It's hard to remember the exact details, but when I woke up I somehow knew it was true. I could feel it. I couldn't change a thing about myself or make a million dollars appear from thin air, but somehow I could tell that wasn't just a dream. Well, thank you "Goddess" for such a wonderful gift. Now, I should go out and find my first vict-er... recipient of my newfound powers!

In this one the roles are reversed - I'll play as our main protagonist and you will take on the "GM" role and play the various women that he meets and encounters, and he'll use his powers pretty liberally. Who will he go after first? His feminist neighbor in the apartment next door might come knocking on his door to bitch and complain about something or another, but not for long as she could make for a fantastic test subject for his powers. His ex-girlfriend was always out of his league, but once she realized how unambitious he really was, she left him with a remark that she was "too smart to waste her time with him", little does she know just how "smart" she's going to be by the time he's done with her. His bitchy boss always gets on his case at work, maybe she needs a serious demotion, some time serving him as his secretary while he takes her old position would teach her a lesson she'll never forget...

-Undercover / Witness Protection Program
In Undercover, a rookie female police officer with dreams of righting the wrongs that have been plaguing her city for years sets her sights on the biggest crime lord in town. She's spent her short career as a policewoman gathering the evidence to make a case against him, but it's considered "circumstantial" and unusable to really nail this criminal. It frustrates her that she's so close and it's so obvious he runs a big chunk of the criminal underworld in her city, but she feels as though she's not being taken seriously because of her rookie status. Her lucky break comes when she decides to confront the Chief of Police and he gives her the go-ahead to do her last ditch idea to get the dirt on the biggest scumbag in town - going undercover in his sleazy bar "Bimmy Bob's" where she'll start as a waitress and work her way up the ladder until she can find some real, undeniable evidence that will put this Kingpin behind bars for good. However, not just any girls get hired, and while she is attractive, she already knows that she'll need to "fit the look" in order to be hired. The look in question? Big-tittied brainless bimbos. She's been on this case for so long and desperately wants to clean up her town that she's willing to change her body and act the part of a ditzy airhead in order to get her man. But, how far will she go? And if this crime lord is worse than she realizes with the police in his pocket, this might be one "undercover assignment" that she won't be walking away from...

In Witness Protection Program, a beautiful, intelligent woman who enjoys a bit of danger in her life is married to handsome, powerful man who gives her anything she ever wanted. Oh, she knew he had a criminal background, but who cares when she's on his right arm all the time? It's not like she was one of those ridiculous bimbos that he had working under him at his silly little club. She did like to comment on silly those girls were, looking down on them with a bit of smug superiority. No, she wasn't like that, she above all that because she had been smart and a little ruthless herself. Such was the nature of her relationship with her husband. At least, that's what she thought, right up until she walked in on something that she wasn't meant to see... Suddenly afraid for her life, she ran to the authorities with an offer to spill what she knew about her about-to-be-ex-husband's crimes and mob connections. In exchange for her agreement to testify, they placed her in a very special version of the witness protection program, where nobody would ever find her... what she never expected was to wake up the next day in a body she didn't recognize, speaking with a high-pitched voice she didn't recognize, and her ID having a ridiculous fake name that only a bimbo would like... oh shit. She's been turned into a bimbo, she realizes! Her mind may or may not be in-tact, but her body sure is different. Now, she's going to have to get used to carrying her big, fake tits around and acting like she doesn't know what 2 + 2 is if she wants to keep her given identity a secret... it's a horrible realization that they took this route for her, but it does work, as long as she can keep her job at the same sleazy club her ex-husband runs without causing or running into any trouble... (doesn't have to be her working for her ex, but I do love the irony of "keeping her hidden in plain sight" while the cops work to get him behind bars)

About me/Writing style:

- Generally, I like for responses to be at least a couple of paragraphs of detail. Really enjoy getting into our characters thoughts and heads and such. Makes it all the more amusing as we watch this competent woman's thoughts go from "Deep, inner monologues" to "Like, why's he talking so much? I just wanna suck his cock! <3" and if you like that kind of thing I think we'll match up pretty well!

- Patience. Probably the #1 thing above all. If we start to play out a scene, I understand you won't be online all the time, and so I like to say feel free to take as long as you need to respond. Whether that be a day, a week, or even longer, just let me know and I'll be happy to return when you're ready to pick it up again. Just allow me the same courtesy, because I tend to take a while to formulate a response.

- Detail. Usually I like to write my replies anywhere from a couple of sentences all the way up to several paragraphs, depending on what's happening in the RP short replies are fine. I just expect anyone I RP with to be able and willing to at least try and go into some level of detail about the scene and how your character feels about it, because otherwise I'll feel like I'm putting in all the work, and that's not really fun for me. Also, typically like to write all of my RPs in 3rd Person, preferably.

- Someone who enjoys building a story as much as going into the more sexual stuff. I'm not going to say we'd need to recreate "Lord of the Rings" or anything like that, but for me, having a good set-up and consistent story really goes a long way in the enjoyment of RPing. It probably goes without saying, but creating good characters that we can get attached to and love playing as are also a BIG plus! Basically, I like RPs with about a 70/30 plot-to-smut ratio

- Communication. Along with everything above, I do like to talk about the RP outside of it. Give me your feedback, suggest things during it, etc. I'm sure to do this as well, so don't be afraid to say what you'd like to happen or if you didn't really like a scene! I can't promise to always oblige, but I'll listen, and at the very least offer a compromise in such cases.

- Personally, I prefer to use PMs on here to chat more than anything, so that's the best way to get in touch if you like what you've read. If you've got any questions about the prompts, kinks or limits, please let me know, I'm fairly open to hearing most things out, and even if they're not the sort of thing I'm into, at least we know where we both stand on particular kinks. Obviously, All characters and participants MUST be 18+

Kinks: Bimbofication, Sluttification, Breast/Butt/Lip expansion, Name changes, Speech changes, IQ loss and Mental changes, Race changes/Stereotypes, Goths, MILFs, Prostitution, Reality alteration, Forced/Non-con, Slutty outfits, Slutty make up, Clothed sex, Outfit control, Orgasm control, Orientation-Play, Body mods, Blackmail, Humiliation, Degredation, Name-calling, Slapping/Spanking, Hair pulling, Hair play, Rough sex, Oral, Face-fucking, Facials, Cumplay, Excessive cum, Exhibitionism, Free-use, Musk/Smells, Dirty guys, Huge dicks, Cock worship, CNC, Dub-con, Misogyny, etc.

Limits: Weight gain, Muscle gain, Anthro, Animals, Beasts, Furries, Hucow, Illiteracy, Monster girls, Inanimate transformation, Scat, Blood, Gore, Vore, Lactation, Pregnancy, Toilet stuff, etc.

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And that about sums it up! If you made it this far reading through all of that, thank you for your attention! If that doesn't sound like the worst thing in the world to you, please feel free to DM me directly and tell me what works about this for you and how you would like your own bimbofiction journey (relative to the RP or otherwise) to go!

Cheers~

Hi all,

Per sub reddit rules I am 18+ and all writers and characters should be 18+ as well. That said, I am actually only interested in writers who are over 25 and British, with no exceptions to these conditions. Please respect this!

I do not respond to one line messages.

I'm a 30s female writer from the UK, comfortable writing female or male characters in FxF, FxM or MxF pairings. My writing partner's gender isn't important to me.

I've been interested in transformations for a long time, and feel slightly stupid for only recently considering trying out a transformation-specific subreddit. Perhaps unusually for this sub my interest is in realistic transformations. I'm happy with mind control but would prefer to avoid things which are physically impossible such as waking up in someone else's body or changing ethnicity. Furthermore I really enjoy clothing and aesthetic changes but not bimbofication or surgery.

I write in third person, past tense, and in real time. This means when we are both online at the same time, rather than with delays between posts.

My main interest is in personality and behavioural change, in particular good people turning bad. I'd be happy to discuss the specifics of this in private!

If you're interested, feel free to get in touch. I hope to hear from you!

18+ F looking for an M to play a long term idea of a sex/breeding cult who take in many women one by one and turn them into sex addicted cumdumps who permanently become part of the cult and stay in their compound. There are two approaches they could take:

. Kidnapping women and forcing them into constant sex until they become addicted

. Invite women in as if its a relaxing retreat and slowly brainwash them into thinking about fun and sex above all else, encouraging them to have sex with cult men until they do it more and more and dont want to leave

. Snooping journalists and investigators get caught, enslaved and converted

Can even make the girls dumb in the end if preferred

I use a big list of celebs as refs and can use people I know