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▲ 1 r/futarp

[M4FU] Lewd Pocket Healer. Anal/Ass focus. Top4Bottom. Fantasy Setting. Literate+/Novella.

Premise:

Sexual healing has been discovered as a legitimate medicinal practice; its effectiveness on male subjects in particular is too great to be ignored. However, only certain individuals referred to as "Carnal Menders" possess the supernatural genetics that enable such healing abilities. These genetics (such as magically enhanced enzymes, neurochemicals, and hormones) have been found to primarily occur in futanari, effeminate males (femboys), and some females.

Intercourse, anal sex specifically, has proven to be the most efficient and effective method of extracting these healing properties by way of hormones and anal pheromones. In states of high arousal, Carnal Menders, ideally with their tight, warm anus wrapped around their patient's shaft, transfer magicked chemicals like endorphins, dopamine, oxytocin, norepinephrine, into the patient's bloodstream via direct absorption through the penis. Warriors report their wounds rapidly healing, broken bones repaired expeditiously, and concussive traumas evaporating within moments of having a Mender bouncing on their lap.

Moreover, further developments suggest the Menders receive mutual benefit from healing a hung patient, for research implies their stores of Mana replenished when intaking large deposits of semen rectally. The alchemists and doctors propose this feature to be the reason why Menders have seemingly evolved such large, shapely rear-ends: in order to entice the well-endowed. Pheromones from a Mender's penis and testicles contribute along with their anal pheromones to provide an intoxicating scent that arouses and relaxes their patients. All agree the nature of the Carnal Menders is fascinating.

(I'm open to brainstorming additional ideas and/or discussing what I currently have laid out. I'm not looking for extensive worldbuilding or convoluted storylines, though. The premise, as is, gives opportunity for some fun smutty scenes, which is chiefly what I'm after)

What I'm looking for:

I seek competent (capable of writing multiple coherent paragraphs) writers for novella style RP. You don't have to be a published author or a wordsmith, but if your writing is minimal in effort and/or riddled with mistakes, I'm not going to write with you. Third-person writing only, please.

In terms of content, I'm looking for sex-driven scenes in the context I've provided in my premise and my prompt at the bottom of this post. Yes, I am looking for smut-centric content, but writing quality and prose are emphasized. I much prefer slower, more creative and thought-out posts as opposed to vomiting out the first dull words that pop into your head for rapid back and forth RP.

In regards to OOC, I don't need to know any of your personal details, all I ask is that you're 21+. Please include the word "tincture" in your first message so I know you've read my entire post.

Kinks/Limits:

Can be discussed. Anal/ass-focused kinks are obviously very relevant, though.

Characters:

I'm primarily looking for you to write the part of a submissive/bottom futa; the only required trait is that she has a big butt. Please have a basic idea ready for your character (they will of course be a Carnal Mender), references are appreciated. All characters will be original characters only — no self-inserts.

My character will be a masculine male knight, the dominant/top in this pairing. I have refs to choose from, if needed.

Scenario introduction:

Smoldering wood crackled in the fireplace of Doctor Rickard's chamber, a warmth welcomed against the cool night breeze that fluted in through high-set windows. Daynien watched the Doctor stroke his great grey beard, like some elder sage from a saga tale as he elaborated on the benefits of his proposal. A proposal that, doubtless for the umpteenth time this day he'd essayed, would aid Daynien and the rest of the knights of the Empyrean Guard in their efforts. Despite his lack of knowledge in the scientific fields, Daynien had gathered that the Doctor's offer would surpass any of their current devices as it pertained to the subject of healing. His own field of expertise—the Empyrean Guard's—was indeed a perilous one that relied heavily on the world of mending, for they were tasked with ensuring the safety of the realm against demons, undead, and all threats unholy.

Salves, potions, and tourniquets were sufficient enough as short-term solutions to cuts and bruises, but a warrior could only carry so many potions and tinctures and medical kits on their person before it became detrimental in combat. And their current mission to rescue any survivors within the Lost City of Petrine required them to be out on their own for upwards of a week at a time. Which meant sparse medical supplies hindered their progress, especially when injuries were inevitable, what with the legions of undead roaming about as the rescuers scoured the remains of the city. They couldn't afford to abandon their mission due to insufficient healing, time was too precious a factor when it came to liberating the poor souls stuck inside the Lost City.

After the city had fallen, The Emperor had prudently forbidden anyone to enter. The city, simply called Petrine prior to the crisis, was situated in a deep valley surrounded by a veil of thick forest and mountain ranges to the north, east, and south, and expansive sea to the west. Which eased the surveyance of entryways into the city; the Emperor had stationed guards to surround the boundaries of the Lost City, effectively making it a quarantined zone. But once a few survivors made it to the boundaries, the Emperor permitted the kings of the surrounding nations to send in small contingents of knights of the Empyrean Guard on missions to extract any other survivors.

The Emperor had also, it seemed, permitted his greatest doctors to propose their most eccentric ideas if it meant assisting the knights' mission. As Doctor Rickard explained, Daynien acknowledged they'd made breakthroughs in their understanding of medicinal practices and the healing faculties certain individuals possessed. Though the knight could not puzzle out why the Doctor needed to explicate so thoroughly this offer to him . . . until the matter of method came to question. At first, Daynien, bewildered yet intrigued as a dog might be when glimpsing a dangled bone that its master then conceals behind a back, could only surmise that the Doctor was jesting with him. The matter-of-fact delivery and the Doctor's eloquent cadence indicated to Daynien the veracity of the Doctor's words, despite the preposterous nature of what he suggested.

"You can wear that foolish smirk all you like, Daynien, but the Emperor has decreed the notion, even as I explain it to you now," Doctor Rickard said. He joined his hands together inside the voluminous sleeves of his austere robes. "These Carnal Menders are not chattel either, Daynien, thus are not to be treated as such. It'd do you and your knights well to establish a proper rapport with your personal Menders.

"They come from all over our world; most speak the common tongue, those who don't are being taught. We've also discovered that those with these gifts are rather easy on the eyes — likely a benefit of their exceptional genetics. That is to say we don't imagine you and your knights encountering any issues in the selection process. And though you may be choosing from a 'stock' of Menders, remember what I said."

Daynien rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes: they are real folks with feelings and such, not chattel. I understand, Doctor. But what of the knights who are spoken for? Surely they'll be excluded from these missions involving Carnal Menders, lest they break their marriage vows. We can't afford to lose any more men."

Doctor Rickard dismissed Daynien's concerns with the wave of an indifferent hand. "Do you think the Emperor ignorant? He has declared exemption by virtue of militaristic necessity for knights who engage in these acts. It is for the good of the realm, Daynien, and this will be the most effective way we have of keeping you knights alive. However, we do expect you to exercise restraint; wanton abuse of this duality must not be tolerated. Knights of your standing have mastery over their willpower, so I don't foresee problems in that regard."

Daynien nodded. "As you say, Doctor. Would that you and your peers have consulted with our order before broaching your idea with the Emperor. I accept his judgment, however . . . and yours, for that matter. Were the others as receptive to it as I?"

"More or less." Doctor Rickard paced over to the tall arched windows that overlooked the courtyard. "On the topic of consultation, you may wish to depart my chambers now and meet with your order to deliberate on partner selection. When ready, all will gather in the King's hall so we may commence the notion in earnest."

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u/VariegatedSoulx — 3 hours ago
▲ 13 r/furryrp

[M4FU] Looking for submissive futas. Top4Bottom. Human on Anthro. Read body.

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine humanoid male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the phrase 'cookie dough' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 17 hours ago
▲ 1 r/futarp

[M4FU] Lewd Pocket Healer. Anal/Ass focus. Top4Bottom. Fantasy Setting. Literate+/Novella.

Premise:

Sexual healing has been discovered as a legitimate medicinal practice; its effectiveness on male subjects in particular is too great to be ignored. However, only certain individuals referred to as "Carnal Menders" possess the supernatural genetics that enable such healing abilities. These genetics (such as magically enhanced enzymes, neurochemicals, and hormones) have been found to primarily occur in futanari, effeminate males (femboys), and some females.

Intercourse, anal sex specifically, has proven to be the most efficient and effective method of extracting these healing properties by way of hormones and anal pheromones. In states of high arousal, Carnal Menders, ideally with their tight, warm anus wrapped around their patient's shaft, transfer magicked chemicals like endorphins, dopamine, oxytocin, norepinephrine, into the patient's bloodstream via direct absorption through the penis. Warriors report their wounds rapidly healing, broken bones repaired expeditiously, and concussive traumas evaporating within moments of having a Mender bouncing on their lap.

Moreover, further developments suggest the Menders receive mutual benefit from healing a hung patient, for research implies their stores of Mana replenished when intaking large deposits of semen rectally. The alchemists and doctors propose this feature to be the reason why Menders have seemingly evolved such large, shapely rear-ends: in order to entice the well-endowed. Pheromones from a Mender's penis and testicles contribute along with their anal pheromones to provide an intoxicating scent that arouses and relaxes their patients. All agree the nature of the Carnal Menders is fascinating.

(I'm open to brainstorming additional ideas and/or discussing what I currently have laid out. I'm not looking for extensive worldbuilding or convoluted storylines, though. The premise, as is, gives opportunity for some fun smutty scenes, which is chiefly what I'm after)

What I'm looking for:

I seek competent (capable of writing multiple coherent paragraphs) writers for novella style RP. You don't have to be a published author or a wordsmith, but if your writing is minimal in effort and/or riddled with mistakes, I'm not going to write with you. Third-person writing only, please.

In terms of content, I'm looking for sex-driven scenes in the context I've provided in my premise and my prompt at the bottom of this post. Yes, I am looking for smut-centric content, but writing quality and prose are emphasized. I much prefer slower, more creative and thought-out posts as opposed to vomiting out the first dull words that pop into your head for rapid back and forth RP.

In regards to OOC, I don't need to know any of your personal details, all I ask is that you're 21+. Please include the word "tincture" in your first message so I know you've read my entire post.

Kinks/Limits:

Can be discussed. Anal/ass-focused kinks are obviously very relevant, though.

Characters:

I'm primarily looking for you to write the part of a submissive/bottom futa; the only required trait is that she has a big butt. Please have a basic idea ready for your character (they will of course be a Carnal Mender), references are appreciated. All characters will be original characters only — no self-inserts.

My character will be a masculine male knight, the dominant/top in this pairing. I have refs to choose from, if needed.

Scenario introduction:

Smoldering wood crackled in the fireplace of Doctor Rickard's chamber, a warmth welcomed against the cool night breeze that fluted in through high-set windows. Daynien watched the Doctor stroke his great grey beard, like some elder sage from a saga tale as he elaborated on the benefits of his proposal. A proposal that, doubtless for the umpteenth time this day he'd essayed, would aid Daynien and the rest of the knights of the Empyrean Guard in their efforts. Despite his lack of knowledge in the scientific fields, Daynien had gathered that the Doctor's offer would surpass any of their current devices as it pertained to the subject of healing. His own field of expertise—the Empyrean Guard's—was indeed a perilous one that relied heavily on the world of mending, for they were tasked with ensuring the safety of the realm against demons, undead, and all threats unholy.

Salves, potions, and tourniquets were sufficient enough as short-term solutions to cuts and bruises, but a warrior could only carry so many potions and tinctures and medical kits on their person before it became detrimental in combat. And their current mission to rescue any survivors within the Lost City of Petrine required them to be out on their own for upwards of a week at a time. Which meant sparse medical supplies hindered their progress, especially when injuries were inevitable, what with the legions of undead roaming about as the rescuers scoured the remains of the city. They couldn't afford to abandon their mission due to insufficient healing, time was too precious a factor when it came to liberating the poor souls stuck inside the Lost City.

After the city had fallen, The Emperor had prudently forbidden anyone to enter. The city, simply called Petrine prior to the crisis, was situated in a deep valley surrounded by a veil of thick forest and mountain ranges to the north, east, and south, and expansive sea to the west. Which eased the surveyance of entryways into the city; the Emperor had stationed guards to surround the boundaries of the Lost City, effectively making it a quarantined zone. But once a few survivors made it to the boundaries, the Emperor permitted the kings of the surrounding nations to send in small contingents of knights of the Empyrean Guard on missions to extract any other survivors.

The Emperor had also, it seemed, permitted his greatest doctors to propose their most eccentric ideas if it meant assisting the knights' mission. As Doctor Rickard explained, Daynien acknowledged they'd made breakthroughs in their understanding of medicinal practices and the healing faculties certain individuals possessed. Though the knight could not puzzle out why the Doctor needed to explicate so thoroughly this offer to him . . . until the matter of method came to question. At first, Daynien, bewildered yet intrigued as a dog might be when glimpsing a dangled bone that its master then conceals behind a back, could only surmise that the Doctor was jesting with him. The matter-of-fact delivery and the Doctor's eloquent cadence indicated to Daynien the veracity of the Doctor's words, despite the preposterous nature of what he suggested.

"You can wear that foolish smirk all you like, Daynien, but the Emperor has decreed the notion, even as I explain it to you now," Doctor Rickard said. He joined his hands together inside the voluminous sleeves of his austere robes. "These Carnal Menders are not chattel either, Daynien, thus are not to be treated as such. It'd do you and your knights well to establish a proper rapport with your personal Menders.

"They come from all over our world; most speak the common tongue, those who don't are being taught. We've also discovered that those with these gifts are rather easy on the eyes — likely a benefit of their exceptional genetics. That is to say we don't imagine you and your knights encountering any issues in the selection process. And though you may be choosing from a 'stock' of Menders, remember what I said."

Daynien rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes: they are real folks with feelings and such, not chattel. I understand, Doctor. But what of the knights who are spoken for? Surely they'll be excluded from these missions involving Carnal Menders, lest they break their marriage vows. We can't afford to lose any more men."

Doctor Rickard dismissed Daynien's concerns with the wave of an indifferent hand. "Do you think the Emperor ignorant? He has declared exemption by virtue of militaristic necessity for knights who engage in these acts. It is for the good of the realm, Daynien, and this will be the most effective way we have of keeping you knights alive. However, we do expect you to exercise restraint; wanton abuse of this duality must not be tolerated. Knights of your standing have mastery over their willpower, so I don't foresee problems in that regard."

Daynien nodded. "As you say, Doctor. Would that you and your peers have consulted with our order before broaching your idea with the Emperor. I accept his judgment, however . . . and yours, for that matter. Were the others as receptive to it as I?"

"More or less." Doctor Rickard paced over to the tall arched windows that overlooked the courtyard. "On the topic of consultation, you may wish to depart my chambers now and meet with your order to deliberate on partner selection. When ready, all will gather in the King's hall so we may commence the notion in earnest."

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u/VariegatedSoulx — 18 hours ago
▲ 2 r/dirtypenpals

[TF4M] [FU4M] Platonic anal sex. (Ass focus, Incest, Sci-Fi Setting)

Scenario Premise:

A company sends one of their field scientists to a remote research lab to gather data and samples from a snowy tundral region. At the behest of his superiors the seasoned scientist is instructed to bring an apprentice with him. His daughter, an aspiring field operator in the company, is the obvious candidate to accompany him. The prospect of months spent in isolation together within the cramped confines of their research pod ensures that there's ample time for father and daughter to engage in intimate recreational bonding.

Scene Intro:

Raylene awoke to the augur engines' drone and the digital ambience of the computer systems, noises which had replaced the quiet hum of space. The mothership, Anvil, had dropped them off a fortnight ago at one of the company's remote research labs on a frozen tundral biome. From couped up in her quarters aboard the ship to the cold, cramped confines of this isolated pod, surely the life of a professional scientist was more glamourous than this. All Raylene could do was accept it and make the most out of it. And that started with making a good impression on her mentor while they were out on this assignment.

She was still undecided as to whether or not her father being her mentor would be a benefit or a detriment. With how strict he was and severe in his adherence to the practices and decorum of his position, she knew she'd receive no freebies.

A quick glance at the clock on her nightstand indicated her father would be asleep at least another half an hour, for he always woke up on routine at zero eight-hundred hours. She sat up and adjusted her nightrobe, careful not to wake the slumbering heap beside her; they'd been forced to share a bed, which was situated in a nook, what with the lack of space. Then, arms raised high overhead, she stretched out the night's stiffness, and with a feline litheness she crept out of the bed and into a pair of fluffy slippers. Quiet as a mouse she swept down the short hallway to begin her daily tasks in the pod's main module. First on the docket: breakfast for her and her father.

. . .

Greetings! I'm looking for competent writing partners to develop the scenario from the above premise in a novella-style RP. Must be capable of writing multiple coherent paragraphs, though, I know not every moment within a scenario requires extensive posts. We can discuss any additional details regarding the scenario. And, while this is a smut-centric scenario, I do emphasize quality of prose over volume. Moreover, I don't rush my responses, so if you're looking for rapid fire RP you'd be out of luck. Third-person writing only, please.

I can provide refs for my character. My only requirements for your character is that he's masculine, mature, and hung, and that he's an avid ass lover. All characters must be original—not looking for people playing as themselves.

My primary interest in terms of kinks would be anal, rimming, big asses, musk/pheromones, burly men, body hair (male), frotting, prostate orgasms, adultery, age gap, TF/Futa + Straight Male

Limits: vore, sexualized gore, maiming, first-person/second-person, watersports, chastity cages

If you're interested in writing together, please include the word "Arctic" when you reach out to me. I'd also like to know your kinks, limits, ideas for your character, and what interests you/what are you looking for in regards to TF/Futa + male scenes.

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u/VariegatedSoulx — 18 hours ago
▲ 2 r/FantasyERP

[M4FU] [FANTASY] Tavern Romp. Looking for subby futa. Top4Bottom.

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

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'sweetroll' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 18 hours ago
▲ 1 r/grossroleplay

[M4FU] [M4F] Looking for submissive futas with big, stinky butts. Filthy Anal 💩 RP. Top4Bottom. Read body.

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. And as for dirty stuff, that'd mainly be filthy anal sex (scat, farts) and ass to mouth/cock cleaning, with your character being the dirty one. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the phrase 'chocolate donut' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 18 hours ago
▲ 1 r/FantasyERP

[M4FU] [FANTASY] Tavern Romp. Looking for subby futa. Top4Bottom.

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

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'sweetroll' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 2 days ago
▲ 4 r/FutaRoleplayPalace

[M4FU] Submissive futas need attention too. Top4Bottom. Read body.

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'doughnut' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 2 days ago
▲ 1 r/futarp

[M4FU] Lewd Pocket Healer. Anal/Ass focus. Top4Bottom. Fantasy Setting. Literate+/Novella.

Premise:

Sexual healing has been discovered as a legitimate medicinal practice; its effectiveness on male subjects in particular is too great to be ignored. However, only certain individuals referred to as "Carnal Menders" possess the supernatural genetics that enable such healing abilities. These genetics (such as magically enhanced enzymes, neurochemicals, and hormones) have been found to primarily occur in futanari, effeminate males (femboys), and some females.

Intercourse, anal sex specifically, has proven to be the most efficient and effective method of extracting these healing properties by way of hormones and anal pheromones. In states of high arousal, Carnal Menders, ideally with their tight, warm anus wrapped around their patient's shaft, transfer magicked chemicals like endorphins, dopamine, oxytocin, norepinephrine, into the patient's bloodstream via direct absorption through the penis. Warriors report their wounds rapidly healing, broken bones repaired expeditiously, and concussive traumas evaporating within moments of having a Mender bouncing on their lap.

Moreover, further developments suggest the Menders receive mutual benefit from healing a hung patient, for research implies their stores of Mana replenished when intaking large deposits of semen rectally. The alchemists and doctors propose this feature to be the reason why Menders have seemingly evolved such large, shapely rear-ends: in order to entice the well-endowed. Pheromones from a Mender's penis and testicles contribute along with their anal pheromones to provide an intoxicating scent that arouses and relaxes their patients. All agree the nature of the Carnal Menders is fascinating.

(I'm open to brainstorming additional ideas and/or discussing what I currently have laid out. I'm not looking for extensive worldbuilding or convoluted storylines, though. The premise, as is, gives opportunity for some fun smutty scenes, which is chiefly what I'm after)

What I'm looking for:

I seek competent (capable of writing multiple coherent paragraphs) writers for novella style RP. You don't have to be a published author or a wordsmith, but if your writing is minimal in effort and/or riddled with mistakes, I'm not going to write with you. Third-person writing only, please.

In terms of content, I'm looking for sex-driven scenes in the context I've provided in my premise and my prompt at the bottom of this post. Yes, I am looking for smut-centric content, but writing quality and prose are emphasized. I much prefer slower, more creative and thought-out posts as opposed to vomiting out the first dull words that pop into your head for rapid back and forth RP.

In regards to OOC, I don't need to know any of your personal details, all I ask is that you're 21+. Please include the word "tincture" in your first message so I know you've read my entire post.

Kinks/Limits:

Can be discussed. Anal/ass-focused kinks are obviously very relevant, though.

Characters:

I'm primarily looking for you to write the part of a submissive/bottom futa; the only required trait is that she has a big butt. Please have a basic idea ready for your character (they will of course be a Carnal Mender), references are appreciated. All characters will be original characters only — no self-inserts.

My character will be a masculine male knight, the dominant/top in this pairing. I have refs to choose from, if needed.

Scenario introduction:

Smoldering wood crackled in the fireplace of Doctor Rickard's chamber, a warmth welcomed against the cool night breeze that fluted in through high-set windows. Daynien watched the Doctor stroke his great grey beard, like some elder sage from a saga tale as he elaborated on the benefits of his proposal. A proposal that, doubtless for the umpteenth time this day he'd essayed, would aid Daynien and the rest of the knights of the Empyrean Guard in their efforts. Despite his lack of knowledge in the scientific fields, Daynien had gathered that the Doctor's offer would surpass any of their current devices as it pertained to the subject of healing. His own field of expertise—the Empyrean Guard's—was indeed a perilous one that relied heavily on the world of mending, for they were tasked with ensuring the safety of the realm against demons, undead, and all threats unholy.

Salves, potions, and tourniquets were sufficient enough as short-term solutions to cuts and bruises, but a warrior could only carry so many potions and tinctures and medical kits on their person before it became detrimental in combat. And their current mission to rescue any survivors within the Lost City of Petrine required them to be out on their own for upwards of a week at a time. Which meant sparse medical supplies hindered their progress, especially when injuries were inevitable, what with the legions of undead roaming about as the rescuers scoured the remains of the city. They couldn't afford to abandon their mission due to insufficient healing, time was too precious a factor when it came to liberating the poor souls stuck inside the Lost City.

After the city had fallen, The Emperor had prudently forbidden anyone to enter. The city, simply called Petrine prior to the crisis, was situated in a deep valley surrounded by a veil of thick forest and mountain ranges to the north, east, and south, and expansive sea to the west. Which eased the surveyance of entryways into the city; the Emperor had stationed guards to surround the boundaries of the Lost City, effectively making it a quarantined zone. But once a few survivors made it to the boundaries, the Emperor permitted the kings of the surrounding nations to send in small contingents of knights of the Empyrean Guard on missions to extract any other survivors.

The Emperor had also, it seemed, permitted his greatest doctors to propose their most eccentric ideas if it meant assisting the knights' mission. As Doctor Rickard explained, Daynien acknowledged they'd made breakthroughs in their understanding of medicinal practices and the healing faculties certain individuals possessed. Though the knight could not puzzle out why the Doctor needed to explicate so thoroughly this offer to him . . . until the matter of method came to question. At first, Daynien, bewildered yet intrigued as a dog might be when glimpsing a dangled bone that its master then conceals behind a back, could only surmise that the Doctor was jesting with him. The matter-of-fact delivery and the Doctor's eloquent cadence indicated to Daynien the veracity of the Doctor's words, despite the preposterous nature of what he suggested.

"You can wear that foolish smirk all you like, Daynien, but the Emperor has decreed the notion, even as I explain it to you now," Doctor Rickard said. He joined his hands together inside the voluminous sleeves of his austere robes. "These Carnal Menders are not chattel either, Daynien, thus are not to be treated as such. It'd do you and your knights well to establish a proper rapport with your personal Menders.

"They come from all over our world; most speak the common tongue, those who don't are being taught. We've also discovered that those with these gifts are rather easy on the eyes — likely a benefit of their exceptional genetics. That is to say we don't imagine you and your knights encountering any issues in the selection process. And though you may be choosing from a 'stock' of Menders, remember what I said."

Daynien rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes: they are real folks with feelings and such, not chattel. I understand, Doctor. But what of the knights who are spoken for? Surely they'll be excluded from these missions involving Carnal Menders, lest they break their marriage vows. We can't afford to lose any more men."

Doctor Rickard dismissed Daynien's concerns with the wave of an indifferent hand. "Do you think the Emperor ignorant? He has declared exemption by virtue of militaristic necessity for knights who engage in these acts. It is for the good of the realm, Daynien, and this will be the most effective way we have of keeping you knights alive. However, we do expect you to exercise restraint; wanton abuse of this duality must not be tolerated. Knights of your standing have mastery over their willpower, so I don't foresee problems in that regard."

Daynien nodded. "As you say, Doctor. Would that you and your peers have consulted with our order before broaching your idea with the Emperor. I accept his judgment, however . . . and yours, for that matter. Were the others as receptive to it as I?"

"More or less." Doctor Rickard paced over to the tall arched windows that overlooked the courtyard. "On the topic of consultation, you may wish to depart my chambers now and meet with your order to deliberate on partner selection. When ready, all will gather in the King's hall so we may commence the notion in earnest."

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u/VariegatedSoulx — 2 days ago
▲ 1 r/futarp

[M4FU] Lewd Pocket Healer. Anal/Ass focus. Top4Bottom. Fantasy Setting. Literate+/Novella.

Premise:

Sexual healing has been discovered as a legitimate medicinal practice; its effectiveness on male subjects in particular is too great to be ignored. However, only certain individuals referred to as "Carnal Menders" possess the supernatural genetics that enable such healing abilities. These genetics (such as magically enhanced enzymes, neurochemicals, and hormones) have been found to primarily occur in futanari, effeminate males (femboys), and some females.

Intercourse, anal sex specifically, has proven to be the most efficient and effective method of extracting these healing properties by way of hormones and anal pheromones. In states of high arousal, Carnal Menders, ideally with their tight, warm anus wrapped around their patient's shaft, transfer magicked chemicals like endorphins, dopamine, oxytocin, norepinephrine, into the patient's bloodstream via direct absorption through the penis. Warriors report their wounds rapidly healing, broken bones repaired expeditiously, and concussive traumas evaporating within moments of having a Mender bouncing on their lap.

Moreover, further developments suggest the Menders receive mutual benefit from healing a hung patient, for research implies their stores of Mana replenished when intaking large deposits of semen rectally. The alchemists and doctors propose this feature to be the reason why Menders have seemingly evolved such large, shapely rear-ends: in order to entice the well-endowed. Pheromones from a Mender's penis and testicles contribute along with their anal pheromones to provide an intoxicating scent that arouses and relaxes their patients. All agree the nature of the Carnal Menders is fascinating.

(I'm open to brainstorming additional ideas and/or discussing what I currently have laid out. I'm not looking for extensive worldbuilding or convoluted storylines, though. The premise, as is, gives opportunity for some fun smutty scenes, which is chiefly what I'm after)

What I'm looking for:

I seek competent (capable of writing multiple coherent paragraphs) writers for novella style RP. You don't have to be a published author or a wordsmith, but if your writing is minimal in effort and/or riddled with mistakes, I'm not going to write with you. Third-person writing only, please.

In terms of content, I'm looking for sex-driven scenes in the context I've provided in my premise and my prompt at the bottom of this post. Yes, I am looking for smut-centric content, but writing quality and prose are emphasized. I much prefer slower, more creative and thought-out posts as opposed to vomiting out the first dull words that pop into your head for rapid back and forth RP.

In regards to OOC, I don't need to know any of your personal details, all I ask is that you're 21+. Please include the word "tincture" in your first message so I know you've read my entire post.

Kinks/Limits:

Can be discussed. Anal/ass-focused kinks are obviously very relevant, though.

Characters:

I'm primarily looking for you to write the part of a submissive/bottom futa; the only required trait is that she has a big butt. Please have a basic idea ready for your character (they will of course be a Carnal Mender), references are appreciated. All characters will be original characters only — no self-inserts.

My character will be a masculine male knight, the dominant/top in this pairing. I have refs to choose from, if needed.

Scenario introduction:

Smoldering wood crackled in the fireplace of Doctor Rickard's chamber, a warmth welcomed against the cool night breeze that fluted in through high-set windows. Daynien watched the Doctor stroke his great grey beard, like some elder sage from a saga tale as he elaborated on the benefits of his proposal. A proposal that, doubtless for the umpteenth time this day he'd essayed, would aid Daynien and the rest of the knights of the Empyrean Guard in their efforts. Despite his lack of knowledge in the scientific fields, Daynien had gathered that the Doctor's offer would surpass any of their current devices as it pertained to the subject of healing. His own field of expertise—the Empyrean Guard's—was indeed a perilous one that relied heavily on the world of mending, for they were tasked with ensuring the safety of the realm against demons, undead, and all threats unholy.

Salves, potions, and tourniquets were sufficient enough as short-term solutions to cuts and bruises, but a warrior could only carry so many potions and tinctures and medical kits on their person before it became detrimental in combat. And their current mission to rescue any survivors within the Lost City of Petrine required them to be out on their own for upwards of a week at a time. Which meant sparse medical supplies hindered their progress, especially when injuries were inevitable, what with the legions of undead roaming about as the rescuers scoured the remains of the city. They couldn't afford to abandon their mission due to insufficient healing, time was too precious a factor when it came to liberating the poor souls stuck inside the Lost City.

After the city had fallen, The Emperor had prudently forbidden anyone to enter. The city, simply called Petrine prior to the crisis, was situated in a deep valley surrounded by a veil of thick forest and mountain ranges to the north, east, and south, and expansive sea to the west. Which eased the surveyance of entryways into the city; the Emperor had stationed guards to surround the boundaries of the Lost City, effectively making it a quarantined zone. But once a few survivors made it to the boundaries, the Emperor permitted the kings of the surrounding nations to send in small contingents of knights of the Empyrean Guard on missions to extract any other survivors.

The Emperor had also, it seemed, permitted his greatest doctors to propose their most eccentric ideas if it meant assisting the knights' mission. As Doctor Rickard explained, Daynien acknowledged they'd made breakthroughs in their understanding of medicinal practices and the healing faculties certain individuals possessed. Though the knight could not puzzle out why the Doctor needed to explicate so thoroughly this offer to him . . . until the matter of method came to question. At first, Daynien, bewildered yet intrigued as a dog might be when glimpsing a dangled bone that its master then conceals behind a back, could only surmise that the Doctor was jesting with him. The matter-of-fact delivery and the Doctor's eloquent cadence indicated to Daynien the veracity of the Doctor's words, despite the preposterous nature of what he suggested.

"You can wear that foolish smirk all you like, Daynien, but the Emperor has decreed the notion, even as I explain it to you now," Doctor Rickard said. He joined his hands together inside the voluminous sleeves of his austere robes. "These Carnal Menders are not chattel either, Daynien, thus are not to be treated as such. It'd do you and your knights well to establish a proper rapport with your personal Menders.

"They come from all over our world; most speak the common tongue, those who don't are being taught. We've also discovered that those with these gifts are rather easy on the eyes — likely a benefit of their exceptional genetics. That is to say we don't imagine you and your knights encountering any issues in the selection process. And though you may be choosing from a 'stock' of Menders, remember what I said."

Daynien rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes: they are real folks with feelings and such, not chattel. I understand, Doctor. But what of the knights who are spoken for? Surely they'll be excluded from these missions involving Carnal Menders, lest they break their marriage vows. We can't afford to lose any more men."

Doctor Rickard dismissed Daynien's concerns with the wave of an indifferent hand. "Do you think the Emperor ignorant? He has declared exemption by virtue of militaristic necessity for knights who engage in these acts. It is for the good of the realm, Daynien, and this will be the most effective way we have of keeping you knights alive. However, we do expect you to exercise restraint; wanton abuse of this duality must not be tolerated. Knights of your standing have mastery over their willpower, so I don't foresee problems in that regard."

Daynien nodded. "As you say, Doctor. Would that you and your peers have consulted with our order before broaching your idea with the Emperor. I accept his judgment, however . . . and yours, for that matter. Were the others as receptive to it as I?"

"More or less." Doctor Rickard paced over to the tall arched windows that overlooked the courtyard. "On the topic of consultation, you may wish to depart my chambers now and meet with your order to deliberate on partner selection. When ready, all will gather in the King's hall so we may commence the notion in earnest."

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u/VariegatedSoulx — 3 days ago
▲ 3 r/dirtypenpals

[TF4M] PAWG Daughters make the best buttsluts. (Anal Training, Painal, Incest)

Greetings! I'm searching for competent writing partners for a novella style RP. Personally, I aim for 2–3 paragraphs per entry, but if any given moment in the scene calls for more or less, I adjust my post length. And while this is a smut-centric scenario, I do emphasize quality of prose over volume. Moreover, I don't rush my responses, so if you're looking for rapid fire RP you'd be out of luck. Third-person writing only, please.

The scenario takes place in a modern village, a fictional place akin to a remote town in the Midwest of the United States. A place with the benefits of technology and freedom from the bustle and monotony of city life.

Premise:

Beneath the quaint appearance of Weleshire — a secluded little village — lays a perverse secret. An unspoken rule that dictates the severe facet of relationships between father and daughter and, in turn, relationships between dominant males and submissive females in general. Traditional gender roles are reaffirmed throughout the community and sexual disciplines of carnal dominance and submission are practiced. Dominant fathers have a duty to train their daughters in submission; an important developmental trial on a woman's journey to wifehood and motherhood.

In Weleshire's day to day life men bear the heaviest burdens to maintain the security and functionality of their village. Therefore the males' well-being is imperative, he has carnal urges that must be assuaged. Hence the acts of anal sex they partake in double as a means of satisfying the libido's of dominant male figures whilst conditioning the temperament of nubile girls. Moreover, anal is weaponized as a method of punishment, bringing nubile girls to heel should they misbehave in one way or another.

This scenario would primarily focus on those anal sex segments of a daughter's training, where she's taught the most optimal use of her butthole is that of a sensuous outlet for dominant male cocks. In households commanded by dominant males, the anal training sessions are conducted routinely, a few times a week on average. Frequency differs from household to household. And despite the community being open about the practice, sometimes even brazen, subtlety is a virtue.

(Notes: These are adult daughters being referred to. This scenario contains themes of non-con and cnc.)

Characters:

All characters must be original. No self-inserts either. I'll reiterate that I'm not looking for writing partners who are going to RP as themselves — a lot of people can't seem to grasp this.

The father (your character), would be an older masculine male, the traditional straight guy type. I'm looking for someone who can play him as an aggressive daddy-dom — a man who loves his daughter but also a man who revels in the responsibility of his role and the perks that come with it. After all, this is not a sappy romance; save the lovey-dovey for his wife.

In terms of appearance, he could be chubby, muscular, or have an average dad-bod, regardless, he'd be equipped with an impressive cock. He is, of course, an active dom. Any additional details about the father are yours to decide. You're also welcome to play other males too, i.e. father's friends or other doms.

The daughter (my character), would be the coveted trophy daughter. With no siblings, she's used to being the center of her parents' attention at home, and having many admirers in the community at large. How hard will reality hit when she begins her training?

In terms of appearance, aside from being an attractive lass, the one definitive trait she'll possess will be a big butt, dare I say the best booty in town. Think PAWG aesthetics. I have a number of refs to choose from, if you want to pick out your favorite ref for her from that selection.

Additional info:

Evidently, this is an anal-focused/anal-only RP (however, oral sex would be included). Please refrain from responding to this post if you're not a big fan of anal or an avid ass-lover. Aside from painal and general butt stuff, any additional kinks, limits, or preferences can be discussed, (I'll mention that if you're open to gross/dirty kinks pertaining to anal you'll get priority).

Must be 21+. Low-effort inquiries ignored. Please include the word "watermelon" so I know you've read the entire post.

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u/VariegatedSoulx — 3 days ago
▲ 2 r/FutaRoleplayPalace

[M4FU] Submissive futas need attention too. Top4Bottom. Read body.

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'doughnut' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 3 days ago
▲ 1 r/FantasyERP

[M4FU] [FANTASY] Tavern Romp. Looking for subby futa. Top4Bottom.

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

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'sweetroll' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 3 days ago
▲ 5 r/grossroleplay

[M4FU] [M4F] Looking for submissive futas with big, stinky butts. Filthy Anal 💩 RP. Top4Bottom. Read body.

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. And as for dirty stuff, that'd mainly be filthy anal sex (scat, farts) and ass to mouth/cock cleaning, with your character being the dirty one. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the phrase 'chocolate donut' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 3 days ago
▲ 1 r/FantasyERP

[M4FU] [FANTASY] Tavern Romp. Looking for subby futa. Top4Bottom.

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

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'sweetroll' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 4 days ago
▲ 3 r/18above_Roleplay

[TF/FU4M] [F4M] Platonic anal sex. (Ass focus, Incest, Sci-Fi Setting) Read body.

Scenario Premise:

A company sends one of their field scientists to a remote research lab to gather data and samples from a snowy tundral region. At the behest of his superiors, the seasoned scientist is instructed to bring an apprentice with him. His daughter, an aspiring field operator in the company, is the obvious candidate to accompany him. The prospect of months spent in isolation together within the cramped confines of their research pod ensures that there's ample time for father and daughter to engage in intimate recreational bonding.

Scene Intro:

Raylene awoke to the augur engines' drone and the digital ambience of the computer systems, noises which had replaced the quiet hum of space. The mothership, Anvil, had dropped them off a fortnight ago at one of the company's remote research labs on a frozen tundral biome. From couped up in her quarters aboard the ship to the cold, cramped confines of this isolated pod, surely the life of a professional scientist was more glamourous than this. All Raylene could do was accept it and make the most out of it. And that started with making a good impression on her mentor while they were out on this assignment.

She was still undecided as to whether or not her father being her mentor would be a benefit or a detriment. With how strict he was and severe in his adherence to the practices and decorum of his position, she knew she'd get no freebies.

A quick glance at the clock on her nightstand indicated her father would be asleep at least another half an hour, for he always woke up on routine at zero eight-hundred hours. She sat up and adjusted her nightrobe, careful not to wake the slumbering heap beside her; they'd been forced to sleep in the same bed, which was situated in a nook, what with the lack of space. Then, a pleasant stretch—arms raised high overhead—and with a feline litheness, she crept out of the bed and into a pair of fluffy slippers. Quiet as a mouse she swept down the short hallway to begin her daily tasks in the pod's main module. First on the docket: breakfast for her and her father.

. . .

Greetings! I'm looking for competent writing partners to develop the scenario from the above premise in a novella-style RP. Must be capable of writing multiple coherent paragraphs, though, I know not every moment within a scenario requires extensive posts. We can discuss any additional details regarding the scenario. And, while this is a smut-centric scenario, I do emphasize quality of prose over volume. Moreover, I don't rush my responses, so if you're looking for rapid fire RP you'd be out of luck. Third-person writing only, please.

You can select one of the refs from this post for me to use as my character. They're mainly for facial references, as her body would remain the same (think PAWG aesthetics) regardless of choice, so pick whichever one has the face you'd prefer. My only requirements for your character is that he's masculine, mature, and hung, and that he's an avid ass lover. All characters must be original — not looking for people playing as themselves.

My primary interest in terms of kinks would be anal, rimming, big asses, musk/pheromones, burly men, body hair (male), frotting, prostate orgasms, adultery, agegap, TF/Futa + Straight Male

Limits: vore, sexualized gore, maiming, first-person/second-person, watersports, chastity cages

If you're interested in writing together, please include the word "Frosty" when you reach out to me. I'd also like to know your kinks, limits, ideas for your character, and what interests you/what are you looking for in regards to TF/Futa + male scenes.

u/VariegatedSoulx — 5 days ago
▲ 3 r/dirtypenpals

[TF4M] PAWG Daughters make the best buttsluts. (Anal Training, Painal, Incest)

Greetings! I'm searching for competent writing partners for a novella style RP. Personally, I aim for 2–3 paragraphs per entry, but if any given moment in the scene calls for more or less, I adjust my post length. And while this is a smut-centric scenario, I do emphasize quality of prose over volume. Moreover, I don't rush my responses, so if you're looking for rapid fire RP you'd be out of luck. Third-person writing only, please.

The scenario takes place in a modern village, a fictional place akin to a remote town in the Midwest of the United States. A place with the benefits of technology and freedom from the bustle and monotony of city life.

Premise:

Beneath the quaint appearance of Weleshire — a secluded little village — lays a perverse secret. An unspoken rule that dictates the severe facet of relationships between father and daughter and, in turn, relationships between dominant males and submissive females in general. Traditional gender roles are reaffirmed throughout the community and sexual disciplines of carnal dominance and submission are practiced. Dominant fathers have a duty to train their daughters in submission; an important developmental trial on a woman's journey to wifehood and motherhood.

In Weleshire's day to day life men bear the heaviest burdens to maintain the security and functionality of their village. Therefore the males' well-being is imperative, he has carnal urges that must be assuaged. Hence the acts of anal sex they partake in double as a means of satisfying the libido's of dominant male figures whilst conditioning the temperament of nubile girls. Moreover, anal is weaponized as a method of punishment, bringing nubile girls to heel should they misbehave in one way or another.

This scenario would primarily focus on those anal sex segments of a daughter's training, where she's taught the most optimal use of her butthole is that of a sensuous outlet for dominant male cocks. In households commanded by dominant males, the anal training sessions are conducted routinely, a few times a week on average. Frequency differs from household to household. And despite the community being open about the practice, sometimes even brazen, subtlety is a virtue.

(Notes: These are adult daughters being referred to. This scenario contains themes of non-con and cnc.)

Characters:

All characters must be original. No self-inserts either. I'll reiterate that I'm not looking for writing partners who are going to RP as themselves — a lot of people can't seem to grasp this.

The father (your character), would be an older masculine male, the traditional straight guy type. I'm looking for someone who can play him as an aggressive daddy-dom — a man who loves his daughter but also a man who revels in the responsibility of his role and the perks that come with it. After all, this is not a sappy romance; save the lovey-dovey for his wife.

In terms of appearance, he could be chubby, muscular, or have an average dad-bod, regardless, he'd be equipped with an impressive cock. He is, of course, an active dom. Any additional details about the father are yours to decide. You're also welcome to play other males too, i.e. father's friends or other doms.

The daughter (my character), would be the coveted trophy daughter. With no siblings, she's used to being the center of her parents' attention at home, and having many admirers in the community at large. How hard will reality hit when she begins her training?

In terms of appearance, aside from being an attractive lass, the one definitive trait she'll possess will be a big butt, dare I say the best booty in town. Think PAWG aesthetics. I have a number of refs to choose from, if you want to pick out your favorite ref for her from that selection.

Additional info:

Evidently, this is an anal-focused/anal-only RP (however, oral sex would be included). Please refrain from responding to this post if you're not a big fan of anal or an avid ass-lover. Aside from painal and general butt stuff, any additional kinks, limits, or preferences can be discussed, (I'll mention that if you're open to gross/dirty kinks pertaining to anal you'll get priority).

Must be 21+. Low-effort inquiries ignored. Please include the word "watermelon" so I know you've read the entire post.

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u/VariegatedSoulx — 5 days ago
▲ 1 r/FantasyERP

[M4FU] [FANTASY] Tavern Romp. Looking for subby futa. Top4Bottom.

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

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'sweetroll' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 5 days ago
▲ 1 r/FantasyERP

[M4FU] [FANTASY] Tavern Romp. Looking for subby futa. Top4Bottom.

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

I'm looking for competent writing partners for a smut-driven scenario set in a classic fantasy or Sci-Fi fantasy world. I'll share a prompt below for a scene, but I'm open to developing a new idea, as long as it's not too convoluted. Just looking for a simple premise for now. However, that doesn't mean quality prose are not emphasized. Third-person writing only. I've included an intro for a fantasy setting, it could easily be converted into a sci-fi fantasy setting too. Alternatively, I'm open to coming up with an original scene together.

You can use one of the refs from this post for your character, or bring refs that are similar in body types. Please have a basic idea for your character. The only requirements for your character are: big booty, thick thighs, and that she's a sub/bottom futa. Regardless, original characters only! I'm not looking to play canon characters or to write with someone who is playing as themselves.

I can provide refs for my character, too. I'd be playing a masculine male character.

My primary interest in regards to smut is big booties and anal sex/kinks related to that. If you're not into big booties and anal or only moderately into it, you should probably refrain from messaging me so we don't waste each other's time. Additional kinks can be discussed. Please include the word 'sweetroll' when you message me, so I know you've read everything.

My limits are: minors, gore (sexual), vore, watersports, hyper bodies, feminization/sissification, petite characters, full-package futa (with vagina), self-inserts, first-person/second-person writing.

Scene Intro:

Heavy rain pattered against the leaded glass windows of the Wayfarer's Web — an inn aptly named for where it sat at crossroads between regions, the interlacing roads created a web-like pattern on a map. As a result of its placement, the inn saw a diverse flow of denizens from all across the land; from peasant to noble, humans, elves, orcs, and more. Over the years the inn maintained a respectable reputation, what with the favor it garnered from kings and other royals who rested there. Yet the fury of fists and swords cut through the jovial ambience on more than one occasion. That was to be expected, of course, with clashing world views of those who occupied the wooden benches and stools on any given evening.

On this night the mirth prevailed. The bard strummed a jaunty melody while parties at separate tables sang the words in a cheerful chorus. Tankards crashed together, sudsy ale splashed about the floorboards, and serving girls danced upon a minstrel stage. A grand fireplace and the sconces adorning the walls and pillars provided light and warmth against the cold, rainy night.

"On the house," one of the innkeepers said, his voice low in reverence, yet heard despite the boisterous atmosphere. He'd placed a plate full of fresh food upon the table before a renowned adventurer. Who sat shoulder to shoulder with his party, each already nursing a tankard of ale or goblet of wine. That party stood out among the average tavern dweller, for they wore the prosperity of their endeavors in the fine cloths and fabrics of their garb, enameled circlets and rings, and of course their coveted suits of armor. Whether it was bandit raids or expelling the undead, after countless victories they'd distinguished themselves as a band not to be tried.

. . .

(My character would be the leader of aforementioned party. Your character would be someone at the inn who has been watching her, and either recognizes her from the stories or having seen her elsewhere before. I'm leaving it open in terms of who your character could be, as that is your decision. I can, however, offer a couple suggestions that would fit the scene: your character could be a down-on-their-luck adventurer who wants to join my character's party or they could be an adoring fan or someone that my character has helped previously, and now they want to express their gratitude, or a rival party leader come to pay off a debt to my character.)

u/VariegatedSoulx — 7 days ago
▲ 8 r/taboo_rp

[TF4M] [FU4M] Platonic anal sex. (Ass focus, Incest, Sci-Fi Setting) Read body.

Scenario Premise:

A company sends one of their field scientists to a remote research lab to gather data and samples from a snowy tundral region. At the behest of his superiors, the seasoned scientist is instructed to bring an apprentice with him. His daughter, an aspiring field operator in the company, is the obvious candidate to accompany him. The prospect of months spent in isolation together within the cramped confines of their research pod ensures that there's ample time for father and daughter to engage in intimate recreational bonding.

Scene Intro:

Raylene awoke to the augur engines' drone and the digital ambience of the computer systems, noises which had replaced the quiet hum of space. The mothership, Anvil, had dropped them off a fortnight ago at one of the company's remote research labs on a frozen tundral biome. From couped up in her quarters aboard the ship to the cold, cramped confines of this isolated pod, surely the life of a professional scientist was more glamourous than this. All Raylene could do was accept it and make the most out of it. And that started with making a good impression on her mentor while they were out on this assignment.

She was still undecided as to whether or not her father being her mentor would be a benefit or a detriment. With how strict he was and severe in his adherence to the practices and decorum of his position, she knew she'd get no freebies.

A quick glance at the clock on her nightstand indicated her father would be asleep at least another half an hour, for he always woke up on routine at zero eight-hundred hours. She sat up and adjusted her nightrobe, careful not to wake the slumbering heap beside her; they'd been forced to share a bed, which was situated in a nook, what with the lack of space. Then, a pleasant stretch—arms raised high overhead—and with a feline litheness, she crept out of the bed and into a pair of fluffy slippers. Quiet as a mouse she swept down the short hallway to begin her daily tasks in the pod's main module. First on the docket: breakfast for her and her father.

. . .

Greetings! I'm looking for competent writing partners to develop the scenario from the above premise in a novella-style RP. Must be capable of writing multiple coherent paragraphs, though, I know not every moment within a scenario requires extensive posts. We can discuss any additional details regarding the scenario. And, while this is a smut-centric scenario, I do emphasize quality of prose over volume. Moreover, I don't rush my responses, so if you're looking for rapid fire RP you'd be out of luck. Third-person writing only, please.

I can provide refs for my character. My only requirements for your character is that he's masculine, mature, and hung, and that he's an avid ass lover. All characters must be original — not looking for people playing as themselves.

My primary interest in terms of kinks would be anal, rimming, big asses, musk/pheromones, burly men, body hair (male), frotting, prostate orgasms, adultery, age gap, TF/Futa + Straight Male

Limits: vore, sexualized gore, maiming, first-person/second-person, watersports, chastity cages

If you're interested in writing together, please include the word "Frosty" when you reach out to me. I'd also like to know your kinks, limits, ideas for your character, and what interests you/what are you looking for in regards to TF/Futa + male scenes.

u/VariegatedSoulx — 8 days ago