u/Sufficient_Site_4789

I had never felt right, I had never really fit in. Day after day I just felt like everyone in society was so fake and pretending to have all of these emotions. I learnt quickly I had to blend in though, I got good at faking feelings and emotions and was starting to build a life. One day I seemed to just snap though. Someone in my college classes was so irritating and grating that I couldn't take it anymore. I followed him around after class until it dark and then ambushed him, strangling the life out of him. The second his life ended, a dark addiction began for me.

From there I slowly became less and less human and more like a monster in human form. I graduate college and got a high paying normal job so I could afford my hobbies. My body count rapidly increased as I became a plague on the city. No one was safe from me, I struck anyone and everyone and reveled in the pleasure I got from it. I was chasing the pleasure from my first kill that I just wasn't able to match yet.

Then one night it all changed for me. I was stalking my newest prey through the dark streets when you walked underneath a particular bright street light. Bathed in the glow, my eyes widened in awe at your beauty, your pureness, everything about you was complete perfection. I couldn't bring myself to end you like everyone else, instead I had to keep you to myself. No one else could have you. No one.

Within seconds I lunged at you, my thick, muscular arms wrapping around your neck and cutting you off from air whilst I whispered for you to go to sleep for me. Within seconds you were out and you were all mine. I easily lifted up your limp, slender body and carried you back to my place, the darkness shrouding us both completely.

Once back in my home, I laid you down on my bed, now our bed, and made sure that I had tied you up securely so you couldn't leave. I sat myself down on the other side of the room and waited patiently for you to wake back up.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thanks for reading through my prompt! I'm looking to play out this pretty dark story about a psycho serial killer finding a new obsession with a cute femboy or twink character. I left the details about your character vague as I'd love for my potential partner to craft their own character how they like! my only requirements would be for your character to be a small twink or femboy no masc guys.

If this interests you, feel free to shoot me a message! I'd love to discuss our characters in detail and brainstorm some fun, twisted story ideas together too! Low effort opening messages will be ignored.

Kinks- psychos, yandere doms, stockholm syndrome, twisted romances, master/slave, femboys, twinks, dom/sub relationships, total power exchanges, ownership, pet play, pet names, collars and leash, rules and punishments, manipulation, gaslighting, lovebombing, crying subs, rough sex, hate fucking, messy sex, massive cocks, massive cum loads, height and size differences, stomach bulges, sweat, musk, hairy men, spanking, slapping, punching, marks, bruises, bdsm, chastity cages, toys, brainwashing, hypnosis, sleep play, blood, knife play, masked men.

Limits- scat, vomit, watersports, latex, leather, one line responses.

I had never felt right, I had never really fit in. Day after day I just felt like everyone in society was so fake and pretending to have all of these emotions. I learnt quickly I had to blend in though, I got good at faking feelings and emotions and was starting to build a life. One day I seemed to just snap though. Someone in my college classes was so irritating and grating that I couldn't take it anymore. I followed him around after class until it dark and then ambushed him, strangling the life out of him. The second his life ended, a dark addiction began for me.

From there I slowly became less and less human and more like a monster in human form. I graduate college and got a high paying normal job so I could afford my hobbies. My body count rapidly increased as I became a plague on the city. No one was safe from me, I struck anyone and everyone and reveled in the pleasure I got from it. I was chasing the pleasure from my first kill that I just wasn't able to match yet.

Then one night it all changed for me. I was stalking my newest prey through the dark streets when you walked underneath a particular bright street light. Bathed in the glow, my eyes widened in awe at your beauty, your pureness, everything about you was complete perfection. I couldn't bring myself to end you like everyone else, instead I had to keep you to myself. No one else could have you. No one.

Within seconds I lunged at you, my thick, muscular arms wrapping around your neck and cutting you off from air whilst I whispered for you to go to sleep for me. Within seconds you were out and you were all mine. I easily lifted up your limp, slender body and carried you back to my place, the darkness shrouding us both completely.

Once back in my home, I laid you down on my bed, now our bed, and made sure that I had tied you up securely so you couldn't leave. I sat myself down on the other side of the room and waited patiently for you to wake back up.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thanks for reading through my prompt! I'm looking to play out this pretty dark story about a psycho serial killer finding a new obsession with a cute twink, femboy, or female character. I left the details about your character vague as I'd love for my potential partner to craft their own character how they like! my only requirements would be for your character to be a small twink, femboy or female, no masc guys.

If this interests you, feel free to shoot me a message! I'd love to discuss our characters in detail and brainstorm some fun, twisted story ideas together too! Low effort opening messages will be ignored.

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

Kinks- psychos, yandere doms, stockholm syndrome, twisted romances, master/slave, femboys, twinks, dom/sub relationships, total power exchanges, ownership, pet play, pet names, collars and leash, rules and punishments, manipulation, gaslighting, lovebombing, crying subs, rough sex, hate fucking, messy sex, massive cocks, massive cum loads, height and size differences, stomach bulges, sweat, musk, hairy men, spanking, slapping, punching, marks, bruises, bdsm, chastity cages, toys, brainwashing, hypnosis, sleep play, blood, knife play, masked men.

Limits- scat, vomit, watersports, latex, leather, one line responses.

I had never felt right, I had never really fit in. Day after day I just felt like everyone in society was so fake and pretending to have all of these emotions. I learnt quickly I had to blend in though, I got good at faking feelings and emotions and was starting to build a life. One day I seemed to just snap though. Someone in my college classes was so irritating and grating that I couldn't take it anymore. I followed him around after class until it dark and then ambushed him, strangling the life out of him. The second his life ended, a dark addiction began for me.

From there I slowly became less and less human and more like a monster in human form. I graduate college and got a high paying normal job so I could afford my hobbies. My body count rapidly increased as I became a plague on the city. No one was safe from me, I struck anyone and everyone and reveled in the pleasure I got from it. I was chasing the pleasure from my first kill that I just wasn't able to match yet.

Then one night it all changed for me. I was stalking my newest prey through the dark streets when you walked underneath a particular bright street light. Bathed in the glow, my eyes widened in awe at your beauty, your pureness, everything about you was complete perfection. I couldn't bring myself to end you like everyone else, instead I had to keep you to myself. No one else could have you. No one.

Within seconds I lunged at you, my thick, muscular arms wrapping around your neck and cutting you off from air whilst I whispered for you to go to sleep for me. Within seconds you were out and you were all mine. I easily lifted up your limp, slender body and carried you back to my place, the darkness shrouding us both completely.

Once back in my home, I laid you down on my bed, now our bed, and made sure that I had tied you up securely so you couldn't leave. I sat myself down on the other side of the room and waited patiently for you to wake back up.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thanks for reading through my prompt! I'm looking to play out this pretty dark story about a psycho serial killer finding a new obsession with a cute twink or female character. I left the details about your character vague as I'd love for my potential partner to craft their own character how they like! my only requirements would be for your character to be a cute twink or female, no masc guys.

If this interests you, feel free to shoot me a message! I'd love to discuss our characters in detail and brainstorm some fun, twisted story ideas together too! Low effort opening messages will be ignored.

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

Kinks- psychos, yandere doms, stockholm syndrome, twisted romances, master/slave, twinks, dom/sub relationships, total power exchanges, ownership, pet play, pet names, collars and leash, rules and punishments, manipulation, gaslighting, lovebombing, crying subs, rough sex, hate fucking, messy sex, massive cocks, massive cum loads, height and size differences, stomach bulges, sweat, musk, hairy men, spanking, slapping, punching, marks, bruises, bdsm, chastity cages, toys, brainwashing, hypnosis, sleep play, blood, knife play, masked men.

Limits- scat, vomit, watersports, latex, leather, one line responses.

I had never felt right, I had never really fit in. Day after day I just felt like everyone in society was so fake and pretending to have all of these emotions. I learnt quickly I had to blend in though, I got good at faking feelings and emotions and was starting to build a life. One day I seemed to just snap though. Someone in my college classes was so irritating and grating that I couldn't take it anymore. I followed him around after class until it dark and then ambushed him, strangling the life out of him. The second his life ended, a dark addiction began for me.

From there I slowly became less and less human and more like a monster in human form. I graduate college and got a high paying normal job so I could afford my hobbies. My body count rapidly increased as I became a plague on the city. No one was safe from me, I struck anyone and everyone and reveled in the pleasure I got from it. I was chasing the pleasure from my first kill that I just wasn't able to match yet.

Then one night it all changed for me. I was stalking my newest prey through the dark streets when you walked underneath a particular bright street light. Bathed in the glow, my eyes widened in awe at your beauty, your pureness, everything about you was complete perfection. I couldn't bring myself to end you like everyone else, instead I had to keep you to myself. No one else could have you. No one.

Within seconds I lunged at you, my thick, muscular arms wrapping around your neck and cutting you off from air whilst I whispered for you to go to sleep for me. Within seconds you were out and you were all mine. I easily lifted up your limp, slender body and carried you back to my place, the darkness shrouding us both completely.

Once back in my home, I laid you down on my bed, now our bed, and made sure that I had tied you up securely so you couldn't leave. I sat myself down on the other side of the room and waited patiently for you to wake back up.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thanks for reading through my prompt! I'm looking to play out this pretty dark story about a psycho serial killer finding a new obsession with a cute twink, femboy, or female character. I left the details about your character vague as I'd love for my potential partner to craft their own character how they like! my only requirements would be for your character to be a small twink, femboy or female, no masc guys.

If this interests you, feel free to shoot me a message! I'd love to discuss our characters in detail and brainstorm some fun, twisted story ideas together too! Low effort opening messages will be ignored.

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

Kinks- psychos, yandere doms, stockholm syndrome, twisted romances, master/slave, femboys, twinks, dom/sub relationships, total power exchanges, ownership, pet play, pet names, collars and leash, rules and punishments, manipulation, gaslighting, lovebombing, crying subs, rough sex, hate fucking, messy sex, massive cocks, massive cum loads, height and size differences, stomach bulges, sweat, musk, hairy men, spanking, slapping, punching, marks, bruises, bdsm, chastity cages, toys, brainwashing, hypnosis, sleep play, blood, knife play, masked men.

Limits- scat, vomit, watersports, latex, leather, one line responses.

I had never felt right, I had never really fit in. Day after day I just felt like everyone in society was so fake and pretending to have all of these emotions. I learnt quickly I had to blend in though, I got good at faking feelings and emotions and was starting to build a life. One day I seemed to just snap though. Someone in my college classes was so irritating and grating that I couldn't take it anymore. I followed him around after class until it dark and then ambushed him, strangling the life out of him. The second his life ended, a dark addiction began for me.

From there I slowly became less and less human and more like a monster in human form. I graduate college and got a high paying normal job so I could afford my hobbies. My body count rapidly increased as I became a plague on the city. No one was safe from me, I struck anyone and everyone and reveled in the pleasure I got from it. I was chasing the pleasure from my first kill that I just wasn't able to match yet.

Then one night it all changed for me. I was stalking my newest prey through the dark streets when you walked underneath a particular bright street light. Bathed in the glow, my eyes widened in awe at your beauty, your pureness, everything about you was complete perfection. I couldn't bring myself to end you like everyone else, instead I had to keep you to myself. No one else could have you. No one.

Within seconds I lunged at you, my thick, muscular arms wrapping around your neck and cutting you off from air whilst I whispered for you to go to sleep for me. Within seconds you were out and you were all mine. I easily lifted up your limp, slender body and carried you back to my place, the darkness shrouding us both completely.

Once back in my home, I laid you down on my bed, now our bed, and made sure that I had tied you up securely so you couldn't leave. I sat myself down on the other side of the room and waited patiently for you to wake back up.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Thanks for reading through my prompt! I'm looking to play out this pretty dark story about a psycho serial killer finding a new obsession with a cute twink or femboy character. I left the details about your character vague as I'd love for my potential partner to craft their own character how they like! my only requirements would be for your character to be a small twink or femboy, no masc guys.

If this interests you, feel free to shoot me a message! I'd love to discuss our characters in detail and brainstorm some fun, twisted story ideas together too! Low effort opening messages will be ignored.

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

Kinks- psychos, yandere doms, stockholm syndrome, twisted romances, master/slave, femboys, twinks, dom/sub relationships, total power exchanges, ownership, pet play, pet names, collars and leash, rules and punishments, manipulation, gaslighting, lovebombing, crying subs, rough sex, hate fucking, messy sex, massive cocks, massive cum loads, height and size differences, stomach bulges, sweat, musk, hairy men, spanking, slapping, punching, marks, bruises, bdsm, chastity cages, toys, brainwashing, hypnosis, sleep play, blood, knife play, masked men.

Limits- scat, vomit, watersports, latex, leather, one line responses.

After being an hour late to when I was meant to show up on campus, I finally managed to get the keys to my dorm room and trudged all the way up to the top floor with the steaming hot sun burning me through the windows and boiling me alive. Finally I got to my dorm room and fumbled around with the fancy electronic key fob until I got the door opened and fell over my own two feet and onto the floor of my dorm room. My bags were way too heavy for me and I hadn't had any help in carrying them. From nowhere, the bright sun disappeared behind a massive shadow as you, my dormmate, appeared and picked up and carried my bags inside without so much as a word.

When I finally managed to get my glasses back on and stand up on my feet, I saw who had helped me bring all of my bags inside. Whereas I was a tiny, petite human girl with no muscle to speak of, you were this muscular, furry god who could crush a head between his thighs and tear someone apart with his massive paws. I was in shock and awe at how stunning you were. Then you turned to face me and I saw what made you absolutely perfect to me. In those shorts was the fattest bulge I had ever seen. I almost fainted as I introduced myself to you and thanked you for your help, whilst you just remained stoic and stern whilst shaking my hand as gently as possible, trying to avoid scratching me with your claws

Over the next week I began getting to know as best as I could but you were such a tough nut to crack. My unbridled excitement and joy didn't seem to mesh too well with your stern, gym rat personality. But I was intent on getting to know you, whilst keeping my burgeoning crush hidden from you. Whilst trying to make us play fun dormmate games, I was making increasingly risque and nsfw sketches of you when I had some time to myself in the dorm. Whenever you came back from a workout your fur drenched in sweat, I just had more fuel for my drawings.

A month in something finally changed, instead of going to bed like normal or focusing on your work, you jumped on the couch with me and pushed a bottle of wine into my hands. I wasn't sure whether you had a bad day or just finally wanted to open up, but we kept on drinking that night and getting closer than ever.

I wasn't too sure what happened afterwards but the next morning I woke up aching more than ever. My head throbbed but so did my legs. I then realised I wasn't in my bed, and that I didn't have any clothes on, and that I was cuddled up to someone's furry muscular body. I glanced up to see your sleeping, naked self next to me. I then felt the final thing that told me what we did together, the mess of thick werewolf cum that was dripping from my pussy and asshole.

Finally it had happened.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading all the way through my RP prompt! I'm looking for a long-term RP partner to write in this dormmates to lovers story with your character as a dominant, muscular werewolf and mine as a meek, shy and submissive nerdy girl. I'm looking to develop their relationship from where my prompt has left off and explore their growing feelings for one another despite their differences.

If this has interested me, shoot me a message! I'd love to brainstorm plot ideas going forward and fully fleshed our our characters together!

Kinks- furry/anthros, werewolves, dom/sub relationships, romance, cuddling, cuddlefucking, aftercare, sloppy kissing, spit, groping, spanking, massive cocks, muscular wolves, massive size differences, massive height differences, stomach bulges, creampies, anal, breeding talk, rough sex, messy sex, pet play, rules/punishments, collars and leashes, sweat, musk, feet, body worship, cock and ball worship, sloppy blowjobs, throat fucking, cum diet, light cumflation, knotting, scratching, marks.

Limits- scat, blood, gore, vore, watersports, latex, one line responses.

I knew full well why some of my lectures and college classes were so popular. I knew it was because of my broad, handsome body and silver fox looks. I knew that a lot of the girls, and the more feminine looking boys, who came to my classes on classic literature weren't actually listening to my lectures about the books but were just here to get a glimpse at the handsome, older professor. I didn't mind this too much though, more attendance meant my courses would get more funding for the students who actually wanted to listen to me, and the attention from these students was quite uplifting for a single professor like myself. I kept all of these students at an arm length however, I ignored their flirtatious comments, the occasional card or gift I got left. I didn't want the mess of hooking up with or dating a student, even if some of them were very attractive, most of them didn't know I was far more interested in guys than girls

My dating life was very hit or miss and I was finding myself very bored with the men I usually got on dates with. I tended to just focus on my career instead and my dating life took a backseat until I felt ready to try and find a guy I really liked.

One day some of my dating apps said they had a potential blind date set up for me, and having nothing to do that night I just decided to go for it. I got fully dressed up in a nice shirt and jeans combination before heading over to the restaurant and getting myself seated before my blind date arrived.

A short while later my blind date appeared and my jaw dropped to the floor. I recognised you instantly, one of those cute femboys who came to my lectures just to check me out. I was shocked that the dating app had managed to find you and set you up on a date with me, and I could tell you were also shocked but clearly quite excited as well. I was prepared to get up and leave but, you quickly sat down and pleaded for me to give this a chance.

For some reason, I decided to stay.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading all the way through my prompt! I'm looking for a detailed RP partner who wants to write as a sweet femboy who is the student of my handsome DILF professor character. I would love to discuss the dynamic between our two characters and how their relationship would flourish going forward after their blind date.

Please message ready to discuss and share ideas and craft a story we both love! I tend to write around 2 paragraphs per response and would prefer to write in first person but I can use third as well.

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

Kinks- DILFs, femboys, dom/sub relationships, Daddy Doms, massive cocks, massive balls, huge cum loads, height differences, size differences, needy femboys, sugar daddy, romance, secret romance, age gaps, cuddling, making out, sloppy kissing, spit, spanking, groping, risky sex, sneaky sex, pet play, cuddle fucking, creampies, anal, throat fucking, rough sex, messy sex, hyperspermia, light cumflation, marking, biting, scratching, sweat, musk, hairy men.

Limits- scat, blood, watersports, gore, violence, latex, vomit, vore, one line responses.

I knew full well why some of my lectures and college classes were so popular. I knew it was because of my broad, handsome body and silver fox looks. I knew that a lot of the girls, and the more feminine looking boys, who came to my classes on classic literature weren't actually listening to my lectures about the books but were just here to get a glimpse at the handsome, older professor. I didn't mind this too much though, more attendance meant my courses would get more funding for the students who actually wanted to listen to me, and the attention from these students was quite uplifting for a single professor like myself. I kept all of these students at an arm length however, I ignored their flirtatious comments, the occasional card or gift I got left. I didn't want the mess of hooking up with or dating a student, even if some of them were very attractive, most of them didn't know I was far more interested in guys than girls

My dating life was very hit or miss and I was finding myself very bored with the men I usually got on dates with. I tended to just focus on my career instead and my dating life took a backseat until I felt ready to try and find a guy I really liked.

One day some of my dating apps said they had a potential blind date set up for me, and having nothing to do that night I just decided to go for it. I got fully dressed up in a nice shirt and jeans combination before heading over to the restaurant and getting myself seated before my blind date arrived.

A short while later my blind date appeared and my jaw dropped to the floor. I recognised you instantly, one of those cute femboys who came to my lectures just to check me out. I was shocked that the dating app had managed to find you and set you up on a date with me, and I could tell you were also shocked but clearly quite excited as well. I was prepared to get up and leave but, you quickly sat down and pleaded for me to give this a chance.

For some reason, I decided to stay.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading all the way through my prompt! I'm looking for a detailed RP partner who wants to write as a sweet femboy who is the student of my handsome DILF professor character. I would love to discuss the dynamic between our two characters and how their relationship would flourish going forward after their blind date.

Please message ready to discuss and share ideas and craft a story we both love! I tend to write around 2 paragraphs per response and would prefer to write in first person but I can use third as well

Kinks- DILFs, femboys, dom/sub relationships, Daddy Doms, massive cocks, massive balls, huge cum loads, height differences, size differences, needy femboys, sugar daddy, romance, secret romance, age gaps, cuddling, making out, sloppy kissing, spit, spanking, groping, risky sex, sneaky sex, pet play, cuddle fucking, creampies, anal, throat fucking, rough sex, messy sex, hyperspermia, light cumflation, marking, biting, scratching, sweat, musk, hairy men.

Limits- scat, blood, watersports, gore, violence, latex, vomit, vore, one line responses.

Becoming a streamer and OF content creator was never something I expected myself to be doing in the future. It started as just a way to make some extra money during my time in college, and now it had exploded further and further into something bigger than I could ever have imagined. My college degree had taken a backseat as I now did it part-time whilst streaming and content became my main focus in life. My follower count just kept on increasing as more people tuned in to see the hot goth girl who was actually good at gaming whilst still showing off her fat tits. My OF subscriptions skyrocketed as I produced higher and higher quality content and began including some partners in my videos as well.

Despite all my viewers and the army of 'Mommy's Simps' I had built up through my content, I didn't have a proper connection with anyone. On top of that, doing all of this by myself was becoming increasingly difficult. I put out an advertisement on my social medias informing all of my dedicated followers I was searching for some help. I wanted a live-in assistant who help me with photography, camera work, editing, and all of my content. But I didn't want them being a true professional, I wanted one who would be the sort of eager simp who would possibly appear in my content too, who would follow all my in-house rules I'd start setting for them.

Of course most of the respondents were the usual creeps and weirdos who didn't interest me, but I did eventually strike gold. I received a very sweet, very eager message from a potential assistant who not only demonstrated that he was one of my simps but that he would also be a good fit for the position. We began talking back and forth for a while and eventually I invited you over for an in-person interview at my home.

When you showed up at my door, I could see the stars in your eyes as you finally looked at the gorgeous alt girl who had been watching for months now. I knew you were perfect in that moment but I still went through with the rest of the interview. Once you demonstrated your editing skills and camerawork, alongside your helpfulness in doing basic chores around my home, I hired you to be my new 'assistant'.

Over the first two weeks of you now living with me, I began testing how much it would take to reveal just how eager you were to be mine. I wore very minimal clothing around the house, even outside of making my OF content, I always left my underwear for you to clean up, and I kept pressing myself against you to make you break.

I knew you'd soon be more than just an 'assistant'.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hey there, thanks for reading all the way through my RP prompt! I'm on the lookout for a long-term writing partner who would enjoy playing as an eager hung twink simp who has gotten the opportunity to be an assistant to his favourite goth/alt girl streamer and content creator. I'm looking to develop their relationship over the course of our story and see how far your nerdy twink cutie will simp for his gorgeous goth mommy.

I'm not just looking for constant smut though, I love worldbuilding and actual plot, so I would love to discuss both smut and non-smut ideas before we begin, alongside fully fleshing out our characters as well!

Low effort opening messages will be ignored.

Kinks- hung twinks, nerds, femdom, simps, recording, romance, kissing, sloppy kissing, spit, aftercare, rules/punishments, domme/sub relationships, Mommy Dom, Mommy issues, pet names, name calling, pet play, collars and leashes, crate sleeping, outfit control, orgasm control, chastity cages, light cbt, toys, bdsm, handcuffs, blindfolds, pegging, strap-ons, spanking, smacking, bruises, hickeys, teasing, humiliation, degradation, hypnosis, cock milking, thigh fucking, tit fucking, nursing handjobs, pre jacking, ruined orgasms, gooners, blue balling.

Limits- scat, blood, gore, vore, extreme violence, non con, watersports, vomit, latex, pregnancy.

After being an hour late to when I was meant to show up on campus, I finally managed to get the keys to my dorm room and trudged all the way up to the top floor with the steaming hot sun burning me through the windows and boiling me alive. Finally I got to my dorm room and fumbled around with the fancy electronic key fob until I got the door opened and fell over my own two feet and onto the floor of my dorm room. My bags were way too heavy for me and I hadn't had any help in carrying them. From nowhere, the bright sun disappeared behind a massive shadow as you, my dormmate, appeared and picked up and carried my bags inside without so much as a word.

When I finally managed to get my glasses back on and stand up on my feet, I saw who had helped me bring all of my bags inside. Whereas I was a tiny, petite girl with no muscle to speak of, you were this muscular, chiseled goddess who could crush a head between her thighs. I was in shock and awe at how stunning you were. Then you turned to face me and I saw what made you absolutely perfect to me. In those tight shorts was the fattest bulge I had ever seen. I almost fainted as I introduced myself to you and thanked you for your help, whilst you just remained stoic and stern whilst shaking my hand as gently as possible.

Over the next week I began getting to know as best as I could but you were such a tough nut to crack. My unbridled excitement and joy didn't seem to mesh too well with your stoic, gym rat personality. But I was intent on getting to know you, whilst keeping my burgeoning crush hidden from you. Whilst trying to make us play fun dormmate games, I was making increasingly risque and nsfw sketches of you when I had some time to myself in the dorm. Whenever you came back from a workout drenched in sweat, I just had more fuel for my drawings.

A month in something finally changed, instead of going to bed like normal or focusing on your work, you jumped on the couch with me and pushed a bottle of wine into my hands. I wasn't sure whether you had a bad day or just finally wanted to open up, but we kept on drinking that night and getting closer than ever.

I wasn't too sure what happened afterwards but the next morning I woke up aching more than ever. My head throbbed but so did my legs. I then realised I wasn't in my bed, and that I didn't have any clothes on, and that I was cuddled up to someone's muscular body. I glanced up to see your sleeping, naked self next to me. I then felt the final thing that told me what we did together, the mess of thick futa cum that was dripping from my pussy and asshole.

Finally it had happened.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading all the way through my RP prompt! I'm looking for a long-term RP partner to write in this dormmates to lovers story with your character as a dominant, muscular futanari and mine as a meek, shy and submissive nerdy girl. I'm looking to develop their relationship from where my prompt has left off and explore their growing feelings for one another despite their differences.

If this has interested me, shoot me a message! I'd love to brainstorm plot ideas going forward and fully fleshed our our characters together!

Kinks- futas, futa dom, dom/sub relationships, romance, cuddling, cuddlefucking, aftercare, sloppy kissing, spit, groping, spanking, massive cocks, muscular futas, massive size differences, massive height differences, stomach bulges, creampies, anal, breeding talk, rough sex, messy sex, pet play, rules/punishments, collars and leashes, sweat, musk, feet, body worship, cock and ball worship, sloppy blowjobs, throat fucking, cum diet

Limits- scat, blood, gore, vore, watersports, latex, one line responses.

After being an hour late to when I was meant to show up on campus, I finally managed to get the keys to my dorm room and trudged all the way up to the top floor with the steaming hot sun burning me through the windows and boiling me alive. Finally I got to my dorm room and fumbled around with the fancy electronic key fob until I got the door opened and fell over my own two feet and onto the floor of my dorm room. My bags were way too heavy for me and I hadn't had any help in carrying them. From nowhere, the bright sun disappeared behind a massive shadow as you, my dormmate, appeared and picked up and carried my bags inside without so much as a word.

When I finally managed to get my glasses back on and stand up on my feet, I saw who had helped me bring all of my bags inside. Whereas I was a tiny, petite girl with no muscle to speak of, you were this muscular, chiseled goddess who could crush a head between her thighs. I was in shock and awe at how stunning you were. Then you turned to face me and I saw what made you absolutely perfect to me. In those tight shorts was the fattest bulge I had ever seen. I almost fainted as I introduced myself to you and thanked you for your help, whilst you just remained stoic and stern whilst shaking my hand as gently as possible.

Over the next week I began getting to know as best as I could but you were such a tough nut to crack. My unbridled excitement and joy didn't seem to mesh too well with your stoic, gym rat personality. But I was intent on getting to know you, whilst keeping my burgeoning crush hidden from you. Whilst trying to make us play fun dormmate games, I was making increasingly risque and nsfw sketches of you when I had some time to myself in the dorm. Whenever you came back from a workout drenched in sweat, I just had more fuel for my drawings.

A month in something finally changed, instead of going to bed like normal or focusing on your work, you jumped on the couch with me and pushed a bottle of wine into my hands. I wasn't sure whether you had a bad day or just finally wanted to open up, but we kept on drinking that night and getting closer than ever.

I wasn't too sure what happened afterwards but the next morning I woke up aching more than ever. My head throbbed but so did my legs. I then realised I wasn't in my bed, and that I didn't have any clothes on, and that I was cuddled up to someone's muscular body. I glanced up to see your sleeping, naked self next to me. I then felt the final thing that told me what we did together, the mess of thick futa cum that was dripping from my pussy and asshole.

Finally it had happened.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading all the way through my RP prompt! I'm looking for a long-term RP partner to write in this dormmates to lovers story with your character as a dominant, muscular futanari and mine as a meek, shy and submissive nerdy girl. I'm looking to develop their relationship from where my prompt has left off and explore their growing feelings for one another despite their differences.

If this has interested me, shoot me a message! I'd love to brainstorm plot ideas going forward and fully fleshed our our characters together!

Kinks- futas, futa dom, dom/sub relationships, romance, cuddling, cuddlefucking, aftercare, sloppy kissing, spit, groping, spanking, massive cocks, muscular futas, massive size differences, massive height differences, stomach bulges, creampies, anal, breeding talk, rough sex, messy sex, pet play, rules/punishments, collars and leashes, sweat, musk, feet, body worship, cock and ball worship, sloppy blowjobs, throat fucking, cum diet

Limits- scat, blood, gore, vore, watersports, latex, one line responses.

Our first meeting was like something out of a romance movie or book. It was an incredibly stormy day and barely anyone had come into the on campus cafe I worked part time. It had been empty apart from me for the last half an hour and I was about to close up before a rain soaked boy stumbled inside, dropping his bag onto the floor and almost falling over himself. I rushed over to your side and quickly picked up your bag and told you sit down whilst I made you a free drink. For the rest of the evening we sat together in the cafe and began striking up various conversations. We had so many shared interests it was like we were always destined to meet. Our first meeting turned into a first impromptu date and by the time the storm passed and it was pitch black outside, we were already heading back to your place together.

What you didn't know is that I had been planning this meeting for a whole month now. Upon seeing you on campus one day I was just instantly smitten. I always had such a thing for cute, nerdy twinks and you were the perfect one in my eyes. For the next month I learnt everything about you over many sleepless nights. Your full name, address, family, friends, all of your interests. I made sure I was invested in all of your interests, I watched all your favourite shows and movies, read your favourite books, and played your favourite games. I then got myself a job at the campus cafe where you went for all of your coffee, I didn't need to work, I had a super wealthy family, I just worked here to get closer to you.

My obsessive plan had fully worked since I was now back in your place, getting to show you why I was your perfect girlfriend. I was draining your thick twink cock better than any other girl could whilst letting you nerd out over your personal favourite topics.

A month later and we were stuck together and you were starting to see just how into you I was. I was incredibly clingy with you, I never let us go a night without being in the same bed together. I was already pushing up to move in together. I was always checking your phone for potential girls who were messaging you, and I got incredibly territorial with around other girls on campus.

But I was just like this because I loved you! And surely I wouldn't go any further....

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading all the way through my RP prompt! I'm looking for a long-term writing partner to play as a big-dicked, nerdy twink who manages to bag a gorgeous alt girlfriend who is a crazed, obsessed yandere. I'm looking to make her as crazy and as much of a yandere as you are comfortable with, but with her still being completely in love with your character

Shoot me a message if you're interested in this! I'd love to brainstorm plenty of story ideas and discuss our characters in detail before we start!

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

Kinks- yanderes, twinks, nerdy boys, shy boys, dom/sub relationships, femdom, romance, kissing, cuddling, cuddlefucking, aftercare, sloppy make outs, spit, massive cocks, huge cum loads, edging, cock milking, nursing handjobs, thigh jobs, tit jobs, sloppy blowjobs, pegging, ruined orgasms, breast sucking, feet pet play, collars and leashes, rules/punishments, obedience, ownership, obsessed doms, crazy doms, pet names, name calling, bdsm, choking, spanking, slapping, bruises, scratching, marks

Limits- scat, blood, vomit, vore, sounding, one line responses.

Our first meeting was like something out of a romance movie or book. It was an incredibly stormy day and barely anyone had come into the on campus cafe I worked part time. It had been empty apart from me for the last half an hour and I was about to close up before a rain soaked boy stumbled inside, dropping his bag onto the floor and almost falling over himself. I rushed over to your side and quickly picked up your bag and told you sit down whilst I made you a free drink. For the rest of the evening we sat together in the cafe and began striking up various conversations. We had so many shared interests it was like we were always destined to meet. Our first meeting turned into a first impromptu date and by the time the storm passed and it was pitch black outside, we were already heading back to your place together.

What you didn't know is that I had been planning this meeting for a whole month now. Upon seeing you on campus one day I was just instantly smitten. I always had such a thing for cute, nerdy twinks and you were the perfect one in my eyes. For the next month I learnt everything about you over many sleepless nights. Your full name, address, family, friends, all of your interests. I made sure I was invested in all of your interests, I watched all your favourite shows and movies, read your favourite books, and played your favourite games. I then got myself a job at the campus cafe where you went for all of your coffee, I didn't need to work, I had a super wealthy family, I just worked here to get closer to you.

My obsessive plan had fully worked since I was now back in your place, getting to show you why I was your perfect girlfriend. I was draining your thick twink cock better than any other girl could whilst letting you nerd out over your personal favourite topics.

A month later and we were stuck together and you were starting to see just how into you I was. I was incredibly clingy with you, I never let us go a night without being in the same bed together. I was already pushing up to move in together. I was always checking your phone for potential girls who were messaging you, and I got incredibly territorial with around other girls on campus.

But I was just like this because I loved you! And surely I wouldn't go any further....

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading all the way through my RP prompt! I'm looking for a long-term writing partner to play as a big-dicked, nerdy twink who manages to bag a gorgeous alt girlfriend who is a crazed, obsessed yandere. I'm looking to make her as crazy and as much of a yandere as you are comfortable with, but with her still being completely in love with your character

Shoot me a message if you're interested in this! I'd love to brainstorm plenty of story ideas and discuss our characters in detail before we start!

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

Kinks- yanderes, twinks, nerdy boys, shy boys, dom/sub relationships, femdom, romance, kissing, cuddling, cuddlefucking, aftercare, sloppy make outs, spit, massive cocks, huge cum loads, edging, cock milking, nursing handjobs, thigh jobs, tit jobs, sloppy blowjobs, pegging, ruined orgasms, breast sucking, feet pet play, collars and leashes, rules/punishments, obedience, ownership, obsessed doms, crazy doms, pet names, name calling, bdsm, choking, spanking, slapping, bruises, scratching, marks

Limits- scat, blood, vomit, vore, sounding, one line responses.

After an unfortunate break up that left you needing to escape from your ex-partner and start anew, you found yourself with a lump sum of money from your mother leaving you able to move away. You were able to get yourself set up in a pretty good apartment building and getting yourself into a better job, you were setting yourself up very well for the future. Your ex tried his best to keep you at home, but no matter what he said you were absolutely intent on leaving. Your ex-partner had kept you down for too long and you were going to strike out on your own and move on from him. The move in process was challenging, only having yourself to deal with everything when the moving company left it took you a while to get everything set up in your new apartment.

When you finally had everything completed, there was a firm knock at your door from presumably one of your new neighbors. Outside the front door was me, the a toweringly tall, handsome goth guy living right next door to you. I introduced myself in a warm yet deep and masculine tone and welcomed you into the building with some delicious baked goods I had prepared for you. Instantly you were smitten. With your own father having left you with so many Daddy issues, the handsome, tattooed goth guy next door acting incredibly warm to you instantly made your knees weak. When I left, you had to rush away to your bed and deal with the absolute raging erection you had just sported from seeing me, and you desires to have your boihole plowed by such a mysterious goth daddy.

Back over in my apartment I was having similar feelings for you. An adorable femboy moving in next door to me? That was like a dream come true! You seemed so cute, so innocent, and so in need of a warm and loving cuddle with a comforting man. For the next week I went over to your apartment whenever I could, making sure you knew I was always ready to help out. Every time I said hello to you, I showed off my assets to you more and more, made sure my impressive bulge was always on show, and always offering up hugs to you as well. Whenever your face went all red and blushy, my heart just melted for you.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading through my prompt! If you're interested in playing this out please shoot me a message. I'm looking for a detailed writing partner who can match my length of at least 1-3 paragraphs per response. I'm looking for you to play as an adorable femboy who has recently gone through a breakup and is now living next door to my Daddy Dom, hung goth guy characterr! I'm also looking for a 50/50 balance of story and smut. First and third person are both available for use.

Shoot me a message ready to discuss kinks/limit, story ideas, and our characters before we jump into the story together!

Kinks- femboys, goth guys, Daddy issues, groping, kissing, making out, romance, cuddling, after care, cuddle fucking, Daddy Dom, possessive doms, needy subs, massive cocks, creampies, stomach bulges, huge cum loads, spanking, height differences, size differences, pet names, outfit control, orgasm control, toys, feet, teasing, chastity cages, spit, hickeys, marks, biting, choking, pet play, collars and leashes, total power exchange, body worship, messy sex, cum play, DD/lb, free use, gooners, casual nudity, sweat, musk, name calling, risky sex, public play.

Limits- non con, sounding, latex, scat, blood, gore, vore, vomit.

After an unfortunate break up that left you needing to escape from your ex-partner and start anew, you found yourself with a lump sum of money from your mother leaving you able to move away. You were able to get yourself set up in a pretty good apartment building and getting yourself into a better job, you were setting yourself up very well for the future. Your ex tried his best to keep you at home, but no matter what she said you were absolutely intent on leaving. Your ex-partner had kept you down for too long and you were going to strike out on your own and move on from him. The move in process was challenging, only having yourself to deal with everything when the moving company left it took you a while to get everything set up in your new apartment.

When you finally had everything completed, there was a firm knock at your door from presumably one of your new neighbors. Outside the front door was me, the a toweringly tall, handsome goth guy living right next door to you. I introduced myself in a warm yet deep and masculine tone and welcomed you into the building with some delicious baked goods I had prepared for you. Instantly you were smitten. With your own father having left you with so many Daddy issues, the handsome, tattooed goth guy next door acting incredibly warm to you instantly made your knees weak. When I left, you had to rush away to your bed and deal with the absolute raging erection you had just sported from seeing me, and you desires to have your boihole plowed by such a mysterious goth daddy.

Back over in my apartment I was having similar feelings for you. An adorable femboy moving in next door to me? That was like a dream come true! You seemed so cute, so innocent, and so in need of a warm and loving cuddle with a comforting man. For the next week I went over to your apartment whenever I could, making sure you knew I was always ready to help out. Every time I said hello to you, I showed off my assets to you more and more, made sure my impressive bulge was always on show, and always offering up hugs to you as well. Whenever your face went all red and blushy, my heart just melted for you.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hi there! Thank you for reading through my prompt! If you're interested in playing this out please shoot me a message. I'm looking for a detailed writing partner who can match my length of at least 1-3 paragraphs per response. I'm looking for you to play as an adorable femboy who has recently gone through a breakup and is now living next door to my Daddy Dom, hung goth guy characterr! I'm also looking for a 50/50 balance of story and smut. First and third person are both available for use.

Shoot me a message ready to discuss kinks/limit, story ideas, and our characters before we jump into the story together!

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

Kinks- femboys, goth guys, Daddy issues, groping, kissing, making out, romance, cuddling, after care, cuddle fucking, Daddy Dom, possessive doms, needy subs, massive cocks, creampies, stomach bulges, huge cum loads, spanking, height differences, size differences, pet names, outfit control, orgasm control, toys, feet, teasing, chastity cages, spit, hickeys, marks, biting, choking, pet play, collars and leashes, total power exchange, body worship, messy sex, cum play, DD/lb, free use, gooners, casual nudity, sweat, musk, name calling, risky sex, public play.

Limits- non con, sounding, latex, scat, blood, gore, vore, vomit.