u/Petit-Rouge4477

Having settled into a comfortable job that allowed for remote working from home, it had been a whim that had brought me to the Indian subcontinent. Wanting to experience other cultures, and enjoying a comfortable economic cushion, the process to get a visa approved was done with ease.

It had been that which had brought me under the roof of your apartments. A reliable if quiet presence which always paid on time, and never made much noise. Someone that maintained well manners during greetings, and engaged in small talk when necessary.

It wouldn't be until I came down with the flu that a dangerous dynamic would develop. At first, merely the innocent gift of home cooked meals. Bright enough of a spark to develop into a secret friendship, and ultimately fan the fires of sexual tension that would consume it all with an affair.

That is basically the general idea of the story I would like to play. Though I'm more than happy to change the details. I'll admit I actually know very little of the country, but if you're willing to look past that, I'm sure we can write something we are both happy with.

As you can see, I write in first person, and would love a detailed roleplay with 2-4 paragraphs per response on average.

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"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

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

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

​

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

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

No matter how many times I double checked my calculations, the answer remained resolute. One month. It had been one month since I arrived to this strange land. Four weeks since I woke up half buried in the sands of a river bank; all my clothes tattered and a migraine piercing my right temple. With no recollection of what had brought me there, or even where 'there' was exactly, I followed the river inland until my legs gave out under me.

And one week since all my suspicions were more or less confirmed. There are no males in this society.

In that morning I had bathed like all the others, but on my return, rather than an empty room as I had grown accustomed to, I was welcomed by what must have been a small retinue of servants and bystanders.

Though I did not know it yet, that was the first time I began to discern the functioning of the civilization I had become prisoner too as well, as by now I am convinced it works through a caste system.

The warrior caste were the first to draw my attention that morning, as they often commanded the attention of any room they were in with ease, and hardly on account of the long spears they carried. No, the warrior-women were imposing, and weapon enough by themselves. They stood as statues of marble when on guard, and moved with the kind of discipline that can only be instilled from birth. With their feet clad in sandals that laced all the way to their knees, and short, and simple red tunics that covered their thighs, a crested helm and shield was all they carried for protection. Each one of them appeared a goddess of war prepared for battle, standing heads taller than their brethren, and even taller still than any other guard I had laid my eyes on. Their sunbathed skin was tout around their curves with muscle definition, and often emblazoned in scars.

Then there were the priestess, as they were the women, both nubile and middle aged that always seemed to be performing some sort of ritual, chanting or filling up the room with incense smoke. Their image as rigorously kept as that of the warrior cast, except in a different way. Unlike them, some wore their hair loose, though

Women both nubile and middle aged which always hid their faces behind a veil, humming silently to themselves indecipherable hymns, and cloaked in clouds of incense smoke which followed them like capes. Their image as rigorously kept as their warrior kin, though in a different manner altogether, as unlike base linen, the fine fabrics of their long dresses flowed like water around their bodies; Their many folds only impeded by the sashes of bright yellow they tied around their torso. Their hair woven in wreathed green for the younger ones, and scented flowers, berries and even bits of wheat for those that took command of their procession. Though they also carried long veils which hung from their arms like wings when not in use.

Then there was the servants. Women in plain linen tunics which they wrapped around their shoulders, though not rarely with patterns of flowers sewn along the edges of the plain fabric. All timid and refusing words, they averted their gaze at any glance, though not out of duty like the other women. Yet still they brushed my hair, and groomed my body down to the fingernails.

From then on, I was made to dress in the local fashion. Or at the very least, what could be taken for local fashion if any other male lived among my hosts, as I would like to believe. As the only piece of fabric offering me modesty was the rectangle of linen of my loincloth. With the remaining parts of me traditional attire being merely some jewelry, and much to my discomfort, leather cuffs which seem to fit perfectly around my wrists, connecting them to a collar around my neck.

However, it would not be until the evening that I could met those sitting at the top...

I admit I was running out of steam by the end because I don't have as much fun writing by myself haha. But that's basically the pre-fabricated gist. Of course, however, I would love to hear any particular twist you might want to give the story. But in any case I would be very happy it if it involves in some way the dangers and temptations as a sole male in the court of an all female society.

I went with the caste route to give some general ideas for archetypes to play. For example priestess offer taboo and/or sex as a religious ritual, warriors often offer either savagery, or the sweetest love stories, and noble ladies can show dominion or debauchery. In my opinion servants would have the most boring dynamic, since there's no fun twist except for secrecy, but it would allow for something on more equal standing. Or maybe not! Haha.

Of course, rather than just the status, I think it would be fun to play the different opinions and reaction the women that had never encountered a man before. Of course an empress or queen could see my character as property. Merely a valuable trinket to show off. But there could also be those that follow ancient traditions, looking down on men as lesser. Just as easily as there could be those curios, and "curious" if you know what you mean.

So what's the mystery? Time travel? Inter-dimensional jumps? A wacky dream? It does not really matter because I have no answer to that tbh. But more important than that. Where are all the men? And what was their place in society before they seemed to vanish in the present day? What even keeps this society going? I also don't have answers for that. I think it would be fun to do some world building according to what you, person in particular reading this, would prefer.

The setting is also pretty much up for grabs. I went with ancient world vibes for a... classic vibe. But obviously it could be the new world, it could be Africa, heaven itself or beyond that in space, like Valkyries or a be a zombie apocalypse. I dunno. I guess one of those is not as hot as the others, but you get the idea.

Regarding the roleplay part, I personally prefer to play in first person, but you're welcomed to use whatever get your creative juices flowing. And in terms of length, I am looking for something along the lines of two to three paragraphs on average per reply. I can go higher in terms of detail with the right partner, and obviously shorter if dictated by the situation, but when it comes to actions I do prefer a back and forth, rather than something like a novella rp in which I need to be chasing a bunch of events and actions in one single reply.

In terms of kinks I have way too many for one single person, but I'm not looking to cross items on a list anyway, since I really only enjoy kinks when are shared... or if my partner has them and they're not a limit of mine, since I love to please above it all haha.

In any case, you can imagine which ones could apply here. But I will say this, if you enjoy clean foot play... not enough songs are written for heroes like you.

In terms of limits I'm very standard. I hate filth, I hate bad smells, I kinda hate unrealistic proportions, I'm not a fan of extreme violence, ultra niche kinks, etc, etc. Just imagine the usual.

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

Whether it's with the swishing tail of a dog boy, or the purring of a cat boy, I would adore to play a loving demi-human pet. Now, whether the owner is enacting all their motherly instincts, or they merely love to maintain obedience through strict discipline, that is up to you.

However, there is one factor I would love to include, and that is a rut season. A period with an uncontrollable instinct for mating that could, or could not being more than you can handle.

With that said, I am interested in playing in a world in which human and demi-human sexual interaction is seen as extremely taboo despite the human appearance of the latter. Though your character could decide how much they are affected by this taboo personally.

Either way, I think it could start as mere leg humping which you indulge for one reason or another, not really caring or taking pity despite the hot, and dripping aftermath on your skin. But from there the situation could escalate or get desperate enough for the ultimate taboo. Human and demi-human mating. (Ideally I think it would be fun and hot if you decided to wear a tail plug and ears the first time lol)

And who knows. Perhaps one of the reasons for the taboo nature is the effectiveness of demi-human pheromones on humans hehe.

I'm willing to discuss and compromise with the details however.

As a writer I prefer first person point of view, and I'm looking for something that is on average 2-4 paragraphs per response. Though in practice I like a dynamic back and forth. (Never just a couple of lines tho. I like engaging all the senses with roleplays.)

My limits are stuff like filth, bad smells, unrealistic sizes, gore, etc. The usual stuff.

I have way too many kinks to list them all, and they're all optional anyways. But if you care to know I like stuff like clean footplay, incest, spanking, filming, risky, impregnation, pregnancy, lactation, outer course, oral, anal, some forms of watersports, cuckqueaning, toys, maledom, femdom, mommydom, size difference, playing short characters, and pet play naturally. But my biggest kink is to please, so usually I love to indulge my partner with their kinks so long as they're not limits of mine.

In the world of demi-human pets, cat girls and cat boys were often maligned due to their strong willed personalities. The act of defining boundaries was regarded as aggression, and their prideful nature taken as disinterest.

But to the owners that actually made a home for these felines, all these truisms disseminated like gospel were laughed at, as they knew better. That is why the internet was flooded daily with videos of cat girl purring at the sight of their owners, or cat boys nuzzling closer to the bosom of their owners to cuddle.

However, this was far from the case for the larger breeds of felines. As acts that were disregarded as simple mischief when done by the more slim and petite cat girls, instead generated genuine fear due to the more imposing build of their larger cousins. As lionesses and tigresses could stand closer to seven feet tall on the lower end, and hide fangs as long as daggers. There was simply no overpowering these demi-humans once they made up their mind of something.

This created a situation in which even NGOs began to offer economic incentives to those willing to give them a home. And even then ownership rates remained low.

That is why when I made my desire known to adopt one, every single one of my acquaintances made their opinion known, calling it "reckless" or "dangerous". And yes, perhaps I wasn't the muscle-bound stereotype of the owner of such cats. And maybe I was missing some inches when compared to the average guy. But I was not to be dissuaded by "common wisdom" or the cowardice of others. These were the most majestic of all the creatures. The queens of the demi-human realm. And they deserved proper home and care according to the most recent specs and regulations under local law.

After all, is the heart of a tigress really any less sensitive just because it's bigger? Does a lioness not crave some scritches behind the ear?

Besides, it is objectively cooler to have a big cat as a pet.

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That is basically the general idea haha. Though I left it a bit open ended, and would love to hear your ideas of how you would like to play this out. Perhaps big-cat girls really are just sweeties that want a lot of love and attention. Or perhaps it really is more than I can chew, and your character immediately tries assert authority, and rebel against the supposed hierarchy. I'm a switch, I always have fun regardless.

I would also love to hear your ideas regarding how animalistic monster girls are in this world. And of course, it would simply be wrong not to include a heat season of some kind. Though I always like to keep an edge of taboo, and make romantic bonds frowned upon by society at large.

Regarding kinks, I have lots of them, though usually I really like just indulging my partner. (Though bonus points if you like clean footplay.)

My limits are stuff like filth, bad smells, gore, hyper sizes, more niche kinks such as vore, etc. Pretty much the usual.

Besides that, I like to roleplay in first person, and really engage all the senses with my writing. And I can easily match my partner's level of effort. Though I usually aim for a minimum of 2-3 paragraphs unless the situation dictates something different.

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

A simple decision had shifted fate's plans, and maintained an ember of hope for the northern cause.

King Robb, Lord of Winterfell, King of the North and the Trident, had ordered the person he trusted most in the world to smuggle back into the north, on a mission vital for the survival of House Stark. Orders carrying the legitimization of Jon Snow, his absolution from his oath to the Night's Watch, and orders to take back Winterfell.

That had spared Catelyn Stark from the red wedding. Her heart once again broken, but beating, and carrying forward only on the hope of seeing her daughters again. A hope that hinged solely on the North's victory.

The only path to victory for the North, however, required a bargain that would've been unconscionable in any other circumstance, and that skirted what was acceptable in the eyes of the gods.

First, Jon Snow, the stepson she could never help but resent, needed to take the absolution, rallying the North as the last ember of hope for House Stark.

However, Jon was merely a piece of the plan. The other halve was Catelyn. With no ties to the riverland lords, whose blood is now out of the throne, Jon Stark would need to renew the link between the North and the Trident by marrying the only available option. Leaving Catelyn betrothed to a Stark for a third time.

But would Jon even accept such an union to gain Winterfell and avenge his brother? Well, after all, Jon Stark had always wanted it.

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I was reading a post with a collection of prompts for A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of thrones, and I noticed that wherever Catelyn Stark is concerned, I have not once seen her paired with Jon Snow. Could it be because it's incredibly twisted and messed up? Mayhaps. But that is exactly why I want to play it.

Of course we would need to shift the timeline a bit to make it work age wise, but I think it offers for some interesting dynamics that would offer a deep emotional layer for the erotic side. And would be quite interesting to explore psychologically. f

I will say though, I don't usually do fanon roleplays, but regardless I do heavily prefer first person when roleplaying. I like that aspect of immersing yourself as a character.

Plot point/Dynamics:

It is fair to say that these two characters symbolically fit the trope of the "evil" step-mother in the fables of old. Though of course Catelyn is much more deep as a character than that, but that is basically their isolated dynamic.

But those two characters which had been in perpetual conflict, suddenly find themselves as not only vital political allies, but effectively last reminders and anchors to the identity of their family, the Stark.

So although I imagine interactions will begin icy, I can see a path in which these two characters open up and make peace. Most likely initiated by Jon. And further than that, even evolve, slowly, into genuine romantic feelings. Obviously developed as a toxic codependency a coping mechanism from all the losses they have experienced.

For example, I believe last time they see each other in the books Jon cries. But this time, Jon is older, has completed ranging beyond the wall, lead men in the defense of an attack, etc. Basically, it is not a stretch to say that he could remind Catelyn to the younger Ned she married. And likewise, Catelyn's red hair could serve Jon as a reminder

In the bedroom:

Now, I love Ned Stark as much as the next guy, but I'm sure that guy would be as vanilla as you can get in the bedroom. So although I'm sure Catelyn enjoyed her sex life until then, I am really aroused by a scenario in which her mind is kinda blown against her judgement due to stuff like oral, and eventually depending on how kinky you wanna get (I'm down for a lot!), other more unorthodox bedroom acts. Also the password is icefire. I just wanna know if anyone reads these.

It is fair to say that there is a little... well, A LOT of Oedipus vibes and themes going up here. So from Jon's perspective, I can also see a path in which this serves as a way to cope with the thoughts if his mother. Like maybe in a point in which they have found some comfort in the new roles, he could slip a 'mom' or something along those lines in the middle of sex, much to my character's embarrassment.

And naturally, this would also be used by Catelyn's mind as another coping mechanism for her loss.

These are just some ideas. Let me know if you think if any.

In the world of demi-human pets, cat girls and cat boys were often maligned due to their strong willed personalities. The act of defining boundaries was regarded as aggression, and their prideful nature taken as disinterest.

But to the owners that actually made a home for these felines, all these truisms disseminated like gospel were laughed at, as they knew better. That is why the internet was flooded daily with videos of cat girl purring at the sight of their owners, or cat boys nuzzling closer to the bosom of their owners to cuddle.

However, this was far from the case for the larger breeds of felines. As acts that were disregarded as simple mischief when done by the more slim and petite cat girls, instead generated genuine fear due to the more imposing build of their larger cousins. As lionesses and tigresses could stand closer to seven feet tall on the lower end, and hide fangs as long as daggers. There was simply no overpowering these demi-humans once they made up their mind of something.

This created a situation in which even NGOs began to offer economic incentives to those willing to give them a home. And even then ownership rates remained low.

That is why when I made my desire known to adopt one, every single one of my acquaintances made their opinion known, calling it "reckless" or "dangerous". And yes, perhaps I wasn't the muscle-bound stereotype of the owner of such cats. And maybe I was missing some inches when compared to the average guy. But I was not to be dissuaded by "common wisdom" or the cowardice of others. These were the most majestic of all the creatures. The queens of the demi-human realm. And they deserved proper home and care according to the most recent specs and regulations under local law.

After all, is the heart of a tigress really any less sensitive just because it's bigger? Does a lioness not crave some scritches behind the ear?

Besides, it is objectively cooler to have a big cat as a pet.

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That is basically the general idea haha. Though I left it a bit open ended, and would love to hear your ideas of how you would like to play this out. Perhaps big-cat girls really are just sweeties that want a lot of love and attention. Or perhaps it really is more than I can chew, and your character immediately tries assert authority, and rebel against the supposed hierarchy. I'm a switch, I always have fun regardless.

I would also love to hear your ideas regarding how animalistic monster girls are in this world. And of course, it would simply be wrong not to include a heat season of some kind. Though I always like to keep an edge of taboo, and make romantic bonds frowned upon by society at large.

Regarding kinks, I have lots of them, though usually I really like just indulging my partner. (Though bonus points if you like clean footplay.)

My limits are stuff like filth, bad smells, gore, hyper sizes, more niche kinks such as vore, etc. Pretty much the usual.

Besides that, I like to roleplay in first person, and really engage all the senses with my writing. And I can easily match my partner's level of effort. Though I usually aim for a minimum of 2-3 paragraphs unless the situation dictates something different.

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

Whether it's with the swishing tail of a dog boy, or the purring of a cat boy, I would adore to play a loving demi-human pet. Now, whether the owner is enacting all their motherly instincts, or they merely love to maintain obedience through strict discipline, that is up to you.

However, there is one factor I would love to include, and that is a rut season. A period with an uncontrollable instinct for mating that could, or could not being more than you can handle.

With that said, I am interested in playing in a world in which human and demi-human sexual interaction is seen as extremely taboo despite the human appearance of the latter. Though your character could decide how much they are affected by this taboo personally.

Either way, I think it could start as mere leg humping which you indulge for one reason or another, not really caring or taking pity despite the hot, and dripping aftermath on your skin. But from there the situation could escalate or get desperate enough for the ultimate taboo. Human and demi-human mating. (Ideally I think it would be fun and hot if you decided to wear a tail plug and ears the first time lol)

And who knows. Perhaps one of the reasons for the taboo nature is the effectiveness of demi-human pheromones on humans hehe.

I'm willing to discuss and compromise with the details however.

As a writer I prefer first person point of view, and I'm looking for something that is on average 2-4 paragraphs per response. Though in practice I like a dynamic back and forth. (Never just a couple of lines tho. I like engaging all the senses with roleplays.)

My limits are stuff like filth, bad smells, unrealistic sizes, gore, etc. The usual stuff.

I have way too many kinks to list them all, and they're all optional anyways. But if you care to know I like stuff like clean footplay, incest, spanking, filming, risky, impregnation, pregnancy, lactation, outer course, oral, anal, some forms of watersports, cuckqueaning, toys, maledom, femdom, mommydom, size difference, playing short characters, and pet play naturally. But my biggest kink is to please, so usually I love to indulge my partner with their kinks so long as they're not limits of mine.

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

Whether it's with the swishing tail of a dog boy, or the purring of a cat boy, I would adore to play a loving demi-human pet. Now, whether the owner is enacting all their motherly instincts, or they merely love to maintain obedience through strict discipline, that is up to you.

However, there is one factor I would love to include, and that is a rut season. A period with an uncontrollable instinct for mating that could, or could not being more than you can handle.

With that said, I am interested in playing in a world in which human and demi-human sexual interaction is seen as extremely taboo despite the human appearance of the latter. Though your character could decide how much they are affected by this taboo personally.

Either way, I think it could start as mere leg humping which you indulge for one reason or another, not really caring or taking pity despite the hot, and dripping aftermath on your skin. But from there the situation could escalate or get desperate enough for the ultimate taboo. Human and demi-human mating. (Ideally I think it would be fun and hot if you decided to wear a tail plug and ears the first time lol)

And who knows. Perhaps one of the reasons for the taboo nature is the effectiveness of demi-human pheromones on humans hehe.

I'm willing to discuss and compromise with the details however.

As a writer I prefer first person point of view, and I'm looking for something that is on average 2-4 paragraphs per response. Though in practice I like a dynamic back and forth. (Never just a couple of lines tho. I like engaging all the senses with roleplays.)

My limits are stuff like filth, bad smells, unrealistic sizes, gore, etc. The usual stuff.

I have way too many kinks to list them all, and they're all optional anyways. But if you care to know I like stuff like clean footplay, incest, spanking, filming, risky, impregnation, pregnancy, lactation, outer course, oral, anal, some forms of watersports, cuckqueaning, toys, maledom, femdom, mommydom, size difference, playing short characters, and pet play naturally. But my biggest kink is to please, so usually I love to indulge my partner with their kinks so long as they're not limits of mine.

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.

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"Sit." The word was sharp and immediate, cutting through the room as soon as I open the door, and quickly making the air in the room dense with tension.

My back straightens as my heart sinks down the pit of my stomach, and effect every fiber of my being had been trained to respond to when you used "that" voice. The one that left no room for disobedience, and that now, even years later, made me meekly approach you as I obediently followed the command.

My brain fired up all neurons trying to guess an explanation, especially coming off an admittedly pleasant mother's day dinner I had prepared the day before.

But than is when you boot up the laptop in front of me, as the screen immediately flashes screenshots from a conversation with a now "ex" girlfriend.

The is when my body freezes, and my heart becomes a drum against my chest. The breakup had been admittedly quite embarrassing after I confessed my fantasies, thinking that the relationship had progressed enough. Fantasies that involved getting her to roleplay as my mother... and that now were being explained in full detail and sent to my mother's messages.

Basically that's the general idea, though I'm open to changing details. I'm looking for someone to play a strict mother that is now looking to make her son confess how perverted he is.