u/princessofsheba

I want to play a woman who some evil man in her life decides to make her physically addicted to cum. Let's say I'm a no-nonsense business woman, a bit on the prudish side - who has time for sex? And you might be the coworker who's up against me for promotion (also open to other suggestions for who we are and how we know each other) You've been secretly scheming how to bring me down and take the job you deserve from me. And so you found some way (magic? science? up to you) to make me addicted to consuming semen.

Of course, I wouldn't realize it right away. One morning I wake up and feel a hunger for something I can't place... but nothing at breakfast or lunch would satisfy it, and by the end of the day I was feeling a little desperate and starting to sweat and shake a little bit. Luckily you came by then and offered me some of your homemade protein shake, and the unexpected bliss I feel after makes me feel right again. You promise to bring more tomorrow, and by tomorrow all I can think about is having some more of that heavenly shake. By the weekend I know I can't make it through without some, so I beg you for enough to last me through the weekend. You refuse, but tell me I should come to your house on Saturday and you'll show me how to make it. Once I finally find out - to my disgust - what I'm addicted to, my disgust and humiliation doesn't stop me from physically needing it, to stave off withdrawal symptoms.

There's lots of places this could go, and lots of additional twists we could include. Maybe the cum increases my libido and suggestiveness, and decreases my IQ? Maybe you refuse me your cum, forcing me to go out hunting for it, degrading myself in order to feed my addiction. But even with a reduced IQ I'd want to be aware of every humiliating thing done to me, and every humiliating thing that my new urges make me do.

Kinks include cumplay, bukkake, cum diet (make me eat it with all my food - first unknowingly, then knowingly), bdsm/restraints, lactation/hucow transformation, humiliation, degradation, body writing, noncon/dubcon, increased/uncontrollable libido, watersports, hypnosis, blackmail, IQ reduction, brainwashing, bimbofication, mental and body transformation. Also prostituting me, animals, and generally turning a smart and ambitious woman into a dumb, horny, humiliated cum-addicted sex slave. Limits are scat, blood, vomit, snuff.

I'm on Pacific time, and prefer to exchange messages of 1-3 paragraphs once or twice a day. Impress me with your dirty minds!

I'm have the urge to be transformed unwillingly into a hucow.

There's just something about it that pushes all my buttons -- being turned into/treated like an animal. Body transformation, huge lactating udders, maybe even subtle horns or a tail. Slowly losing the ability to speak, only able to moo. Used as a set of holes and a set of milk jugs. Trapped, humiliated, aroused, with zero control over anything.

Scene ideas (or feel free to propose your own):

I'm an up-and-coming star at work, definitely a go-getter even though I might not be all that nice to my colleagues and anyone who stands in my way. So when you, my coworker, slip those pills into my drink at lunch, it's a double win for you -- both knocking the ice queen down a peg, and getting me out of the way for you to get the promotion I had my eye on. At the end of that day, I'm at my office in considerably discomfort, not knowing what's happening to my body, when you "happen" to walk by and pretend to take pity on me, offering your help. Surprised but not knowing what else to do, I accept...

Kidnapped: I'm not normally all that much of a party girl, but I've been trying to make myself be more social and outgoing. So I convince myself to go out to a bar and have a drink or two, that's what the cool kids do, right? Too bad that the very first time I try it, I end up next to a creepy guy who slips those pills into my drink. Once my body starts convulsing he oh-so-kindly offers his help to get some fresh air, maneuvers me into his car, and then I lose consciousness. Awakening to find myself naked and chained in a barn...

More of a science fiction take, this would be set in a world where hucows exist as the lowest caste in society, women at the bottom of the barrel allow themselves to be turned into hucows when they have absolutely no other options. The homeless, the deep in debt, ex-felons who can't get a job - it's the very last resort. Surely the sort of thing that would never ever appeal to me. Which is why it stunned me to my core when the debt collectors showed up at my door with a bunch of legal paperwork and a huge scary needle. It's a mistake, I tried to tell them! Wrong identity! This isn't my debt! But they just ignored me, having heard the protests all before...

Or a variation on the last one: maybe it's not mistaken identity - I really did make some bad life choices and now becoming a hucow is the last option open to me. Of course, what the marketing material says the hucow life is like, doesn't really give a sense of just how degrading and permanently life changing it will be...

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My kinks include dub/non-con, body and mental modification, dehumanization, forced lactation, humiliation/degradation, bondage, lots of cum, animals, being prostituted, increased/uncontrollable libido, watersports, hypnosis, blackmail, brainwashing, and generally corrupting a smart and ambitious woman into a horny, humiliated near-animal. Limits are scat, vomit, blood/gore, and snuff.

I like to write in first person, you can be whatever perspective you like. I'm on Pacific time, and prefer to exchange messages of 1-3 paragraphs once or twice a day. Also open to any other prompts from my profile. Impress me with your dirty minds! 😄