u/Rabblerabble1888

It’s the summer after your freshman year of college and it’s been a bit of a bust. You’re a little too shy to branch out, studious and stuck in your dorm all year, and it’s a relief to finally be back with your “Daddy”. Sure, I’m not your actual father, just your widowed step daddy, but you’ve been a “daddy’s girl” ever since your mother passed when you were little and I really stepped up to take care of you.

So of course you’re excited to get away from it all, and thanks to the brand new lakefront cabin that I bought (hinting at my intentions to retire and leave the city for good), you’re looking forward to an entire summer away, a couple months with daddy that you can just relax and unwind.

But the night that we arrive, our very first night there, as I take off my jacket a little box falls out of the pocket, landing right at your feet, and when you pick it up I just shrug and blush and admit that it’s a present for you, something I was intending on giving to you later on, pulling the lid off to reveal a rather exquisite antique choker, with intricate metal links bejeweled with little diamonds and emeralds, even a big pink jewel in the center.

It’s so beautiful you find yourself standing in front of a full length mirror, holding your hair up and waiting for Daddy to wrap it around your neck, but as soon as the clasp is locked you feel your head start to spin, getting lightheaded and feeling so \*strange\* as your body swells and transforms, finally coming back to reality to see me staring at you, practically having to pick my jaw up off the floor.

“Holy shit!” I gasp, and when you turn to the mirror you see why: you barely recognize your reflection, your tits having ballooned up in size, even your ass looks nice and fat and plump, but nothing compares to the cute, fluffy little tail that’s appeared, as if by magic, on your upper back, or the adorable ears poking out from the top of your head.

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Hello! If you’ve gotten this far, thanks for reading! So for this scene I feel like there’s a number of different directions we could go in. For instance, we could have my character play as a sweet, kind hearted Daddy figure that’s stuck taking care of his sweet little daughter after she transformed, I’m thinking the collar needs a key to unlock and it’s missing from the box so as I struggle to track it down from whatever strange little out of the way antique shop I bought it from I’m also (somewhat reluctantly) saddled with taking care of your “new” body and it’s strange new desires and needs. BUT we could add on a little bit of a sinister edge to it, maybe the key is in my hand but I decide not to unlock it “just yet”, continuing to keep you in your transformed state with empty promises of letting you out soon, pushing you into doing more and more fucked up and filthy things for me until you’re a fully corrupted, well broken in little fuck pet.

Other options would be what kind of pet you turn into: does it turn you into a sweet, helpless little kitty that needs plenty of kisses and pets and cuddles? Or maybe an obedient little puppy that enjoys doing as she’s told, eagerly following daddy around and whimpering for attention? Or maybe it transforms you into a big fat tittied hucow that needs to be milked and fucked and bred? I’m very open on this part. Maybe we even leave the pet stuff out and just have your tits and ass swell up so you can be daddy’s little bimbo princess instead.

I feel like it’s pretty obvious but I am VERY kinky and open minded. I do respect all limits though, and I’m very open to input. I’m looking for roleplay partners that type in 3-5 paragraph length responses, complete sentences, first person (though that’s negotiable), with attention to detail and description, character/ plot development, that kind of thing. I totally get that not all responses warrant THAT much writing but really, if you’re not a “novel length” kind of roleplayer I’m definitely not the right roleplay partner ha :) Oh and I’m really not into playing with anyone that has a penis, sorry.

If you’ve gotten this far and are still interested hit me up! Chats or PMs work, but I really only roleplay on Discord. Bonus points for sending a little description about yourself, your kinks, the character you’d like to play, where you see the scene going, that kind of thing. Cheers!

It’s the not so distant future and in this timeline beautiful young women are seen as property and often “seized” by the government if their debts are big enough, given enhancements and stripped of their humanity only to be sold as “living dolls” to a rich enough man.

Of course, that kind of thing only happens to “poor” girls, and thanks to being the stepdaughter of a very wealthy, widowed “Daddy” you’ve never wanted for anything in your life. And even now that you’re 19 you’re still the apple of my eye, getting spoiled and even bought tickets to Europe as a graduation present, gifted your own credit card and told to enjoy a year off before worrying about college.

But while you were ruffling around Daddy’s desk for your passport you found something: a letter from the Living Doll Agency saying that the deposit for my “Living Doll” has been secured and I’ve been added to the waiting list, reading even further and finding out that I’ve requested a girl with the exact same size, proportions, and hair color as you.

And that’s when it hits you: you could leave for Europe and have the time of your life, but when you get back I’ll surely have my own doll, and maybe you won’t be so important to me anymore once I have a version of you that will worship my cock like a good little piece of fuck meat.

OR.

Or you could surrender yourself to the Living Doll Agency. You could submit to a lifetime of slavery, to body enhancements, to submitting to your own “Daddy’s” sexual fantasies and whims.

It’s a tough call. It’s life altering. But when you leave my office that day, you leave your passport behind.

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Thanks for reading! So basically it’s a simple premise: girl gets turned into a perfect little fuck toy/ fuck pet for her step daddy, surprising him by volunteering for it essentially. We could take this scene and your “transformation” in all sorts of directions. We can chat about specifics in person but there’s clearly some room for bimboification/ petplay/ remote controls.

And as far as roleplay style goes, I’m looking for an enthusiastic female roleplay partner that’s into character building, storyline/ plot development as much as smut (I am extremely kinky though so that’ll definitely come into play). I prefer 5+ paragraph length responses, first person, that kind of thing. So yeah if this sounds like it would be up your alley hit me up! Chats/ PMs are fine but either way I’ll want to move over to discord fairly quickly. Oh and bonus points for anyone that sends a nice little intro with their ideas for their character (looks, background, personality type, ref pics)/ the scene/ their kinks and such.

Have a great day!

It’s the not so distant future and in this timeline beautiful young women are seen as property and often “seized” by the government if their debts are big enough, given enhancements and stripped of their humanity only to be sold as “living dolls” to a rich enough man.

Of course, that kind of thing only happens to “poor” girls, and thanks to being the stepdaughter of a very wealthy, widowed “Daddy” you’ve never wanted for anything in your life. And even now that you’re 19 you’re still the apple of my eye, getting spoiled and even bought tickets to Europe as a graduation present, gifted your own credit card and told to enjoy a year off before worrying about college.

But while you were ruffling around Daddy’s desk for your passport you found something: a letter from the Living Doll Agency saying that the deposit for my “Living Doll” has been secured and I’ve been added to the waiting list, reading even further and finding out that I’ve requested a girl with the exact same size, proportions, and hair color as you.

And that’s when it hits you: you could leave for Europe and have the time of your life, but when you get back I’ll surely have my own doll, and maybe you won’t be so important to me anymore once I have a version of you that will worship my cock like a good little piece of fuck meat.

OR.

Or you could surrender yourself to the Living Doll Agency. You could submit to a lifetime of slavery, to body enhancements, to submitting to your own “Daddy’s” sexual fantasies and whims.

It’s a tough call. It’s life altering. But when you leave my office that day, you leave your passport behind.

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Thanks for reading! So basically it’s a simple premise: girl gets turned into a perfect little fuck toy/ fuck pet for her step daddy, surprising him by volunteering for it essentially. We could take this scene and your “transformation” in all sorts of directions. We can chat about specifics in person but there’s clearly some room for bimboification/ petplay/ remote controls.

And as far as roleplay style goes, I’m looking for an enthusiastic female roleplay partner that’s into character building, storyline/ plot development as much as smut (I am extremely kinky though so that’ll definitely come into play). I prefer 5+ paragraph length responses, first person, that kind of thing. So yeah if this sounds like it would be up your alley hit me up! Chats/ PMs are fine but either way I’ll want to move over to discord fairly quickly. Oh and bonus points for anyone that sends a nice little intro with their ideas for their character (looks, background, personality type, ref pics)/ the scene/ their kinks and such.

Have a great day!

Ok, so I’m not your actual daddy, just your step daddy, but ever since your mother passed away at a young age it’s been just the two of us, and you’ve been a bit of a daddy’s girl ever since. It’s hard not to when you have the sweetest, most caring (and giant and handsome bear of a) Daddy to take care of you.

Although now that you’re off to college we’ve been more distant than you’d prefer, having sold the house you grew up in to return to my family’s ancestral farm land, determined to fix it up now that I’ve officially inherited it.

Luckily summer break is here and you’re finally able to see all the progress I’ve made: I’ve fixed up the barn, I’ve started renovating the farmhouse, I’ve even managed to successfully begin growing crops in one of the old fields.

Of course you have full run of the land, and it’s about a week before you stumble across an old farmhouse and a dilapidated barn in some far corner, doing a little exploring and discovering a strange little box by accident, opening it up and finding the cutest little collar with the most adorable looking little cowbell hanging from the center.

How were you supposed to know about the old family tales of a once great family patriarch, a man whose wife bore him so many strong, healthy children that he was able to amass the vast farmland that has now passed to me, dilapidated and unused? All you see is a cute little collar, looking surprisingly clean and new despite the cobwebbed and decaying case you found it in.

It fits just right too, so why not latch it around your neck? And by the time you get home it’s practically slipped away from your mind, not even your Daddy noticing your new jewelry before you go to bed.

But the next morning when you wake up you feel so heavy and sleepy still, sitting up straight only to find your tits have swollen in size and the once loose fitting shirt you sleep in is now stretched thin thanks to your swollen tits, two rock hard nipples poking through the fabric.

It’s overwhelming, it’s downright terrifying, but luckily the your sweet, caring, loving daddy is only a quick trip down the stairs, and who else would you rather run to in a time like this than the man you trust and love more than anyone else in the world?

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Thanks for reading! So clearly it’s gonna be a hucow/ transformation/ bimboification/ petplay heavy kind of scene. But even though it’s going to be very sexually charged, I’d still love to keep it a slice of life scene with our two characters slowly navigating the day to day life of living with a fertile, milk swollen little hucow like you. Of course I’ll play very supporting and sweet, but depending on just how rough you like it we could definitely take the scene in some very dark directions.

And as far as roleplay style goes, I’m looking for an enthusiastic female roleplay partner that’s into character building, storyline/ plot development as much as smut (I am extremely kinky though so that’ll definitely come into play). I prefer 3-5+ paragraph length responses, first person, that kind of thing. So yeah if this sounds like it would be up your alley hit me up! Chats/ PMs are fine but either way I’ll want to move over to discord fairly quickly. Oh and bonus points for anyone that sends a nice little intro with their ideas for their character (looks, background, personality type, ref pics)/ the scene/ their kinks and such.

Have a great day!

You’ve always been the feisty little tomboy, “one of the guys”, the kind of girl that wears baggy clothes and keeps her hair short and, despite your guy friends one by one confessing their affection for you in secret, you’ve happily remained single your entire life, having never quite found any of the boys your age all too enticing.

But it’s summer and college classes will be coming soon and you’re trying to “branch out” and get out of your shell a little, finding yourself a little over your circle of boys trying to get your attention, and that’s when you meet me.

We met in front of my house as I was getting my boat ready to hit the water one morning. You were on your way to hang out with “the guys” but after striking up a little conversation about fishing I offered to take you out with me, and we’ve been hanging out practically every day ever since.

First it was fishing, then grilling them up for dinner, and then to a shooting range a couple days later, then dirt piking the next. We’ve gone out for lunches and dinners, we’ve hung out at my place watching movies too, and you quickly find yourself just absolutely smitten with me. But there is something strange about our relationship: I’ve never made a move, never even tried to hold your hand, unlike the slew of teenage boys that are constantly professing their love for you.

And one day it becomes abundantly clear why: I have no idea you’re a girl. Before you head over I text you telling you to bring something to swim in, finding my front door unlocked and me out back firing up the grill, listening to music and sipping a beer. You’re wearing your usual drab, baggy clothes but when I convince you to go for a dip I finally see the petite little body and the plump, fat little bubble butt you’ve been hiding from me this entire time.

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Thanks for reading! So for the scene I’m definitely thinking it would be sort of a kinky “slice of life” type of scene with my character admitting he didn’t even realize you were a girl. I’m thinking I’d just be that kind hearted kind of guy that figured you were a “nice kid that could use a friend” and that’s why I’ve been so nice to you, not realizing that you’re actually a ripe, petite little thing with a fat ass. We could keep it light hearted and fun or get really fucked up and kinky with it, as long as it has a ddlg kind of vibe to it? Bonus points if you want to really play up on the ass/ anal stuff. But I don’t want it to just be a “I realize you’re a girl and we live happily ever after” kind of scene, I love the slow corruption/ character development/ storyline kind of stuff as much as smut. I think it could be fun to have our characters sort of “beat around the bush” when it comes to our attraction to eachother, maybe I even assume the “guy you like'' that you mention is some boy your age and I offer to take you out shopping for new outfits and make up and whatnot, pampering you and spoiling you and dolling you up and assuring you that the guy you like won’t be able to turn you down once I’m through with you, only to find out once we’re alone that I’m the guy you like? (I am open to input on where the scene takes us though!)

As far as my roleplay style goes, I tend towards first person and I’m only looking to play with partners that can type in full sentences/ respond with at least 3-5 paragraph length replies. Also, only looking to roleplay on discord. My only real limit besides that and boring roleplay partners is scat I suppose, almost anything else is on the table :) Hit me up if you got this far, and also I’m a huge fan of rp partners that include a little introduction with their message, definitely a good way to get my attention!

It’s the not so distant future and in this timeline beautiful young women are seen as property and often “seized” by the government if their debts are big enough, given enhancements and stripped of their humanity only to be sold as “living dolls” to a rich enough man.

Of course, that kind of thing only happens to “poor” girls, and thanks to being the stepdaughter of a very wealthy, widowed “Daddy” you’ve never wanted for anything in your life. And even now that you’re 19 you’re still the apple of my eye, getting spoiled and even bought tickets to Europe as a graduation present, gifted your own credit card and told to enjoy a year off before worrying about college.

But while you were ruffling around Daddy’s desk for your passport you found something: a letter from the Living Doll Agency saying that the deposit for my “Living Doll” has been secured and I’ve been added to the waiting list, reading even further and finding out that I’ve requested a girl with the exact same size, proportions, and hair color as you.

And that’s when it hits you: you could leave for Europe and have the time of your life, but when you get back I’ll surely have my own doll, and maybe you won’t be so important to me anymore once I have a version of you that will worship my cock like a good little piece of fuck meat.

OR.

Or you could surrender yourself to the Living Doll Agency. You could submit to a lifetime of slavery, to body enhancements, to submitting to your own “Daddy’s” sexual fantasies and whims.

It’s a tough call. It’s life altering. But when you leave my office that day, you leave your passport behind.

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Thanks for reading! So basically it’s a simple premise: girl gets turned into a perfect little fuck toy/ fuck pet for her step daddy, surprising him by volunteering for it essentially. We could take this scene and your “transformation” in all sorts of directions. We can chat about specifics in person but there’s clearly some room for bimboification/ petplay/ remote controls.

And as far as roleplay style goes, I’m looking for an enthusiastic female roleplay partner that’s into character building, storyline/ plot development as much as smut (I am extremely kinky though so that’ll definitely come into play). I prefer 5+ paragraph length responses, first person, that kind of thing. So yeah if this sounds like it would be up your alley hit me up! Chats/ PMs are fine but either way I’ll want to move over to discord fairly quickly. Oh and bonus points for anyone that sends a nice little intro with their ideas for their character (looks, background, personality type, ref pics)/ the scene/ their kinks and such.

Have a great day!

It’s the not so distant future and in this timeline beautiful young women are seen as property and often “seized” by the government if their debts are big enough, given enhancements and stripped of their humanity only to be sold as “living dolls” to a rich enough man.

Of course, that kind of thing only happens to “poor” girls, and thanks to being the stepdaughter of a very wealthy, widowed “Daddy” you’ve never wanted for anything in your life. And even now that you’re 19 you’re still the apple of my eye, getting spoiled and even bought tickets to Europe as a graduation present, gifted your own credit card and told to enjoy a year off before worrying about college.

But while you were ruffling around Daddy’s desk for your passport you found something: a letter from the Living Doll Agency saying that the deposit for my “Living Doll” has been secured and I’ve been added to the waiting list, reading even further and finding out that I’ve requested a girl with the exact same size, proportions, and hair color as you.

And that’s when it hits you: you could leave for Europe and have the time of your life, but when you get back I’ll surely have my own doll, and maybe you won’t be so important to me anymore once I have a version of you that will worship my cock like a good little piece of fuck meat.

OR.

Or you could surrender yourself to the Living Doll Agency. You could submit to a lifetime of slavery, to body enhancements, to submitting to your own “Daddy’s” sexual fantasies and whims.

It’s a tough call. It’s life altering. But when you leave my office that day, you leave your passport behind.

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Thanks for reading! So basically it’s a simple premise: girl gets turned into a perfect little fuck toy/ fuck pet for her step daddy, surprising him by volunteering for it essentially. We could take this scene and your “transformation” in all sorts of directions. We can chat about specifics in person but there’s clearly some room for bimboification/ petplay/ remote controls.

And as far as roleplay style goes, I’m looking for an enthusiastic female roleplay partner that’s into character building, storyline/ plot development as much as smut (I am extremely kinky though so that’ll definitely come into play). I prefer 5+ paragraph length responses, first person, that kind of thing. So yeah if this sounds like it would be up your alley hit me up! Chats/ PMs are fine but either way I’ll want to move over to discord fairly quickly. Oh and bonus points for anyone that sends a nice little intro with their ideas for their character (looks, background, personality type, ref pics)/ the scene/ their kinks and such.

Have a great day!

It’s the not so distant future and in this timeline beautiful young women are seen as property and often “seized” by the government if their debts are big enough, given enhancements and stripped of their humanity only to be sold as “living dolls” to a rich enough man.

Of course, that kind of thing only happens to “poor” girls, and thanks to being the stepdaughter of a very wealthy, widowed “Daddy” you’ve never wanted for anything in your life. And even now that you’re 19 you’re still the apple of my eye, getting spoiled and even bought tickets to Europe as a graduation present, gifted your own credit card and told to enjoy a year off before worrying about college.

But while you were ruffling around Daddy’s desk for your passport you found something: a letter from the Living Doll Agency saying that the deposit for my “Living Doll” has been secured and I’ve been added to the waiting list, reading even further and finding out that I’ve requested a girl with the exact same size, proportions, and hair color as you.

And that’s when it hits you: you could leave for Europe and have the time of your life, but when you get back I’ll surely have my own doll, and maybe you won’t be so important to me anymore once I have a version of you that will worship my cock like a good little piece of fuck meat.

OR.

Or you could surrender yourself to the Living Doll Agency. You could submit to a lifetime of slavery, to body enhancements, to submitting to your own “Daddy’s” sexual fantasies and whims.

It’s a tough call. It’s life altering. But when you leave my office that day, you leave your passport behind.

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Thanks for reading! So basically it’s a simple premise: girl gets turned into a perfect little fuck toy/ fuck pet for her step daddy, surprising him by volunteering for it essentially. We could take this scene and your “transformation” in all sorts of directions. We can chat about specifics in person but there’s clearly some room for bimboification/ petplay/ remote controls.

And as far as roleplay style goes, I’m looking for an enthusiastic female roleplay partner that’s into character building, storyline/ plot development as much as smut (I am extremely kinky though so that’ll definitely come into play). I prefer 5+ paragraph length responses, first person, that kind of thing. So yeah if this sounds like it would be up your alley hit me up! Chats/ PMs are fine but either way I’ll want to move over to discord fairly quickly. Oh and bonus points for anyone that sends a nice little intro with their ideas for their character (looks, background, personality type, ref pics)/ the scene/ their kinks and such.

Have a great day!