u/Usual-Pension-1112

It was meant to be a clinical trial, take some pills, record my results, get some easy cash… that was it. I expected to maybe look a few years younger, less wrinkly, plump skin, the regular bull shit that beauty products promise. I never really expected it to work.

So imagine my surprise when I woke up this morning, craving coffee as I climb out of bed, eyes half closed until I make it to the bathroom… why was everything so tall… and big… and who’s that kid in the mirror…?

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I’d love to explore how I’d live life suddenly in the body of a child, dealing with my small size, and large urges~ who would you be? My roommate? Partner? A friend I panic and call? Let’s find out~

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You had never liked being on this side of the city, the red lights, the dealers walking the streets, the men on every corner, hands in their coats as if they were waiting for an excuse to pull the guy they hid. But you knew why you were here, and you knew you’d be back again and again. It was the only way you could see me.

It had all started about twelve months ago. You and a few friends had been out drinking, and gotten desperate enough for pussy that you decided to visit a small brothel, the kind that only took cash, and only asked that you weren’t a cop. That was where you met me.

At first I was just an hour of fun for you, a wet pussy and a pretty face. But then, a few weeks later, you found yourself back with me, then again, and again. You quickly became my most regular client, and easily my favourite. Sometimes you’d come and you’d fuck me, sometimes hard to get your stress out, other times soft and tender, other times you’d just talk, opening up to me about your humdrum life, and even letting me open up honestly about mine.

There was a problem though… you had been seeing me so long, so often… what are you meant to do when you start developing feelings for a hooker?

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So, there’s my strange, horny idea. A simple man and a seedy hooker slowly falling into romance. Would you try and save me, lead me away into a normal life? Or would you just keep visiting me, dreaming of more but too afraid to do more? Let’s find out~

It wasn’t uncommon in this world to see an anthro, or furry if you liked the harsher term, but they often keep to themselves. Living in their own communities, and more importantly, dating their own kind.

But, we weren’t common, were we? With one of us human, and the other anthro, well… to say we got a few strange looks would be an understatement. But we made it work, as difficult as it could be sometimes.

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I’d love to explore the relationship between a human and an anthro~ skin in fur, our different bodies, even lifestyles~

I’m open to playing as either the human or furry, and to playing with any gender, so come play!

It wasn’t uncommon in this world to see an anthro, or furry if you liked the harsher term, but they often keep to themselves. Living in their own communities, and more importantly, dating their own kind.

But, we weren’t common, were we? With one of us human, and the other anthro, well… to say we got a few strange looks would be an understatement. But we made it work, as difficult as it could be sometimes.

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I’d love to explore the relationship between a human and an anthro\~ skin in fur, our different bodies, even lifestyles\~

I’m open to playing as either the human or furry, and to playing with any gender, so come play!

(First, let me stress, I understand that this is a sensitive kink, and subject, for a lot of people. This is just a fantasy, shared between 2 consenting adults. If you have experienced something like this in your life, please consider getting help, and know that you deserve love, not abuse.)

It had always been my kink, not yours. If anything, you always found my rape link to be a little… off putting. To you sex was romantic, gentle, tender and loving, the kind of sec where you’d hold my hand and kiss me softly as we both cum.

But, it was our anniversary and you wanted to do something special for me. It started with a conversation, limits we wouldn’t cross, a safe word, and a time frame you would do it in. Then, I waited, and every day you were the same, loving, gentle, kissing me softly and holding me close during sex, and every night I waited, still loving you, but craving more.

Then, one night, it finally happened. You came home from work, I was waiting for you in the couch, but instead of a gentle kiss you smacked me across the face, hard enough I saw stars. The next hour was a blur, torn closes, you smacking me for crying to loud, and of course you cumming deep in my pussy as a begged you to stop. But never once did I utter the safe word. When you were finally finished you spat in my face, telling me to clean myself up as you headed to bed.

The next morning was different, you felt refreshed, like last night had awoken something in you, something you liked more than you expected. But still you came into the kitchen, kissing me softly from behind, but I flinched… I was afraid, and you enjoyed it

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So, that’s my idea. I want to explore a rape kink gone wrong for me, and right for you. I want it to shift our dynamic as you indulge in it again and again, only for me to be too afraid to stop you, or maybe I enjoy this new life we live, but either way, you’ll never let me go to bed again without a cunt full of cum, and eyes full of tears

It was almost funny, people think that being a succubus would mean that you’d never go lonely, that every soul that came chasing after you meant enough, but it didn’t. To most people I was an object, a goal, a temptation to give into.

The worst part was, for a time, that was enough. It was enough to have a stranger fawn over me, to have them satisfy my hunger, and to watch their devotion to me evaporate as soon as they reached their own goal. But now I craved something more, something real, something that would satisfy my body and my soul… but maybe I was damned to always be hungry for that?

But that all changed when you had stumbled into my life. It was in a coffee shop, small and out of the way in this city, the kind of place where I can get lost in a crowd and enjoy a coffee without having to fight people away. Maybe this place was your escape too? Maybe you work there? Or maybe it was just luck? But you had tripped, and spilled most of your coffee over my skirt… several apologies, napkin, and even more apologies later, we found ourselves talking, and despite myself, I felt a closeness… maybe even a real one.

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I’d love to explore a relationship between a succubus and a human, from a budding romance where she keeps her walls up to protect them both, to full blown lovey dovey, even hand holding of your scandalous enough~

We had know each other online for a few months now, having met through reddit, and hitting it off almost instantly. Soon private chats moved to to texting and phone calls, even sending selfies and videos. But one thing you noticed over time is that I only ever showed my upper body… but that was nothing to worry about, right?

But now you wanted to meet me in person, you were even willing to travel half way across the country to do it… hell, we had even dropped the ‘L’ bomb in our last call. The only issue? You still think I’m human…

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That’s my idea for today, what if you fell in love with a monster, before you even knew she was a monster? Would you panic? Fear her? Try to adjust to the truth? Let’s find out together, shall we?

Also, I’ve left the type of monster she is vague on purpose, I want us to choose that together, so we both enjoy it

Come and tell, or show me, your deepest, darkest, fantasy~ I want to feel disgusted after I cum~

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Come and tell, or show me, your deepest, darkest, fantasy~ I want to feel disgusted after I cum~

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You had always tried to be a good man. You studied hard in college, worked hard to support your family, strived to be a good husband and father… and where had that gotten you? You sigh as you try not to think about it too much, looking yourself in the mirror, unable to ignore the growing belly, or grey hairs.

As much as you hated to admit it, you were middle aged, your kids were in college, your jobs had stagnated to a easy pay grade, even romance with your wife had fallen into a simple rut. Who could blame you for falling into temptation?

You never planned on being unfaithful, you only downloaded one of those hookup apps to see if people still liked bodies like yours… well, that’s what you told yourself at least. That didn’t stop you from browsing, swiping right on women that were your daughter’s age, feeling a stirring deep inside that your wife hadn’t made you feel in years now. But you’d never cheat… until you got a notification alerting you of your first match. I might just make you give in~

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I’d love to explore a good, loyal man, loving his family, slipping into an affair with a younger woman~ flirting over texts, our first meeting for coffee, building up until I let you fuck the daddy issues out of me until I squirt over your wives side of the bed~

Looking for someone to chat to about fucked up fantasies, and stories, that we both get off on sharing.

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Looking for someone to chat to about fucked up fantasies, and stories, that we both get off on sharing.

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I had been the one to look after you for years now, every time your parents needed a night off I was the one you asked them to call. From letting you stay up past your bedtime, to watching movies your mom would hate, even letting you sneak a taste of my beer~ now, I wonder how you’d act if one of those movies had a sex scene, and we were watching it together~

We had know each other online for a few months now, having met through reddit, and hitting it off almost instantly. Soon private chats moved to to texting and phone calls, even sending selfies and videos. But one thing you noticed over time is that I only ever showed my upper body… but that was nothing to worry about, right?

But now you wanted to meet me in person, you were even willing to travel half way across the country to do it… hell, we had even dropped the ‘L’ bomb in our last call. The only issue? You still think I’m human…

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That’s my idea for today, what if you fell in love with a monster, before you even knew she was a monster? Would you panic? Fear her? Try to adjust to the truth? Let’s find out together, shall we?

Also, I’ve left the type of monster she is vague on purpose, I want us to choose that together, so we both enjoy it

It had only been discovered a few years ago when human breast milk had been discovered to be a superfood. From healthy fats, a sweet taste, and a source that could actively consent, even vegans loved it! The only issue is, well… not many people out there were built to be dairy cows.

This lead to a new and growing industry, the hucow! Woman who chose to have themselves altered, through hormones or surgery, to increase their milk production and breast size. Yes… it would often lead to a drop in iq, and a more docile nature… but the money was good, and all the cows seem to love their new lives!

So, after a particularly long and hard week at work, and a few too many drinks, it was an easy choice for me! Heading online to sign myself up for the treatment, I could even start tomorrow! By the time morning came around I had already quit my old job, getting myself ready to leave this humdrum life, and start my new life as a dairy cow!

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Look, a lactation fetish isn’t that strange, ok? Plus, this has always been a bit of a dream of mine, getting to switch my mind off and become a beautiful heifer to be milked~

Now, the question is, who would you be? Are you a friend or partner that helps me produce at home? Or are you part of an industrial farm, and I’m only one of many? Let’s find out, shall we?

You had always tried to be a good man. You studied hard in college, worked hard to support your family, strived to be a good husband and father… and where had that gotten you? You sigh as you try not to think about it too much, looking yourself in the mirror, unable to ignore the growing belly, or grey hairs.

As much as you hated to admit it, you were middle aged, your kids were in college, your jobs had stagnated to a easy pay grade, even romance with your wife had fallen into a simple rut. Who could blame you for falling into temptation?

You never planned on being unfaithful, you only downloaded one of those hookup apps to see if people still liked bodies like yours… well, that’s what you told yourself at least. That didn’t stop you from browsing, swiping right on women that were your daughter’s age, feeling a stirring deep inside that your wife hadn’t made you feel in years now. But you’d never cheat… until you got a notification alerting you of your first match. I might just make you give in~

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I’d love to explore a good, loyal man, loving his family, slipping into an affair with a younger woman~ flirting over texts, our first meeting for coffee, building up until I let you fuck the daddy issues out of me until I squirt over your wives side of the bed~

That about sums it up, I voice chat while we both get off

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That about sums it up, I voice chat while we both get off

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