r/futarp

To the outside world, we are the perfect example of a role-reversed marriage: you are the breadwinner who works outside the home, and I am your sweet, self-sacrificing and ultra-feminine housewife. I clean, cook and always welcome you home with love and devotion.

However, I suffer from a dissociative identity disorder with two personalities that function asymmetrically:

1. The Sweet Wife (Primary Personality): Affectionate, shy and deeply in love with you. She is very ashamed of your enormous cock and believes you married her for her love and devotion. She remembers absolutely nothing of the sexual encounters. Upon waking afterwards, she feels only affection and assumes she ‘fainted from pleasure’.

2. The Dominant Wife (Hidden Personality): Selfish, cruel and sexually relentless. She does have full access to all the Sweet Wife’s memories, as well as her own. She knows everything the affectionate personality does and feels, and despises her deeply, mocking her for being weak and pathetic. She lives to use her enormous cock and dominate you mercilessly, seeking only her own pleasure.

The Trigger: The dominant personality only emerges when sexual arousal rises high enough. As soon as the atmosphere heats up, the switch flips.

Your Choice (How It All Began):

• Option A (The Sweet Trap): You married the affectionate version, seeking a peaceful and loving life. You had no idea about her other half… until you triggered it.
• Option B (Conscious Guilt): You married her fully aware of her disorder and obsessed with the Dominant. Now you live with the daily remorse of watching her innocent half care for you with pure love, unaware of what you do to her when the other side emerges.

Endgame (Optional): Over time, the story may evolve towards a major decision: attempting to cure/eliminate the dominant side, letting it completely consume the sweet side, or seeking to integrate both personalities.

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Kinks: Multiple orgasms, anal sex, excessive cumming, belly inflation, futanari, size differences, blowjobs, deep throat.

Optional kinks: Cuminflation, group sex.

Limits: Character death (both PC and NPC), toilet play, scat, gore, vore, diapers.

My Style & Pace:

• Visuals & Anatomy: I enjoy unrealistic and exaggerated anatomy. If you're looking for "realistic" references, I am not the partner for you. Please check my previous posts to get a clear idea of my tastes and the aesthetic I follow.
• Atmosphere: I love build-up and slow-burn tension, but I’m also open to something fast-paced and direct—just let me know in your first message.

Notes:

• No one-liners, please. I appreciate descriptive partners.
• Send me a DM or reply here if you can't.
• Don't send your kinks in the first message (Reddit tends to hide those requests!).

I left the house early this morning for the experiment. You knew where I was going but I never told you what the experiment was for either because I didn't know or didn't want you to know. It was getting dark by the time a came home carrying a large bag, I quickly went into my room to put the bag away before you could get curious and look inside. I had always been a femboy so it wouldn't have been too bad if you saw the panties on top but the rest of the contents would probably lead to you finding out i had a pussy now

“Come on babe, one more won’t hurt!”

Celina giggled a little as her friends encouraged her, just one more shot. She was trying to impress the white girl who had been chatting them up the entire night. She had never been known to go after them but she was so tall and strong. She had picked her up with just one arm! Celina managed to down another shot of vodka, loud cheers coming from her girlfriends and the woman wrapping her arm around her shoulder. Celina blushed as she even paid for her tab, and invited her to come back to his apartment. Celina stepped away to go use the bathroom, and quickly went, and when she came out she was there with a smirk and a bulge.

“GLHAAACK GAAAWWK GHACK!” Celina choked as Fran slamfucked her throat right in the bathroom stall. It was the biggest cock she had seen in her entire life. Her mascara was streaked down her cheeks as Fran used her face like a cheap fleshlight, all while Celina smiled and looked right up into her eyes with a look that just thirsted for more. It didn’t take long for cum to get dumped down her throat, and she left the bathroom looking like a whore as all her friends giggled and cheered her on as Fran led her out of the bar and into her truck, where Celina got in and began to lazily slurp her cock as she drove them to her place.

What ensued the rest of that night was hours of hard sex. Her pussy was red and sore, and she had stuck a finger or two up her ass as well. Celina’s neck was covered in hickeys and handmarks from choking, her ass peppered with slaps along with her face. She was caked in sweat and cum, and what started at 11:43 PM ended at around 3:27 AM, as Fran finally filled her pussy for the last time, moaning and groaning loudly as she squeezed her throat tightly. “You want that fucking white baby don’t you?” Fran growled, and Celina nodded as she wasn’t able to speak. She woke up at about 11:00 AM, laying on top of her. Celina checked her phone and her heart dropped into her stomach.

11 missed calls
17 missed texts

All from her boyfriend.

Well, that was fun to write! Today I hope to find someone willing to play the stud for me in this prompt. It’s pretty self-explanatory so I’ll tell you any other ideas I have in our private talks! Please include your kinks and limits, ideas, and all that fun stuff in your first text. I exclusively play on Discord and do third person POV, past tense. I’m excited to play!

Hello all you lovely readers! I am looking for long term partners who are open minded and love to have fun! I have a few plots / ideas below that you can choose from as well! I am more than happy to expand on them as needed!

Side note: I'm always open! So if you see this or any of my other posts later on down the road in the future and they strike your fancy feel free to message me! I don't bite!

Bonus Points! (Not required but love to see!)

If you're okay with incest!

If you can play 2 characters or more! (I will play 2+ as well!)

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1. The Nun/Priest and the Atheist! - Religion has always been a touchy subject at the dinner table for one family. One family member is a proud person of faith who can be a bit uptight. The other is an equally stubborn atheist who is carefree. Tired of the senseless bickering, their other family members force them into a room and don't let them out until they have come to some sort of agreement. As they soon find out though, they have quite a bit in common. And compromise can actually be very fun!

2. Werefuta! - For one woman, she's the ultimate prize! She's sweet, caring, romantic and above all she's a ten out of ten beauty! This shy cutie has a secret though. She's been cursed to turn into an aggressive and horny futa on certain nights (or days). Nothing can stop her from getting what she wants during those moments! Best be careful on full moon nights!

3. Couples Therapy! - For one couple, fighting is all they seem to do lately. The bedroom is dryer than a desert. So when one or both of them decide to go to therapy they find it's not quite what they expected. The therapist is more than eager to help them find a new spark not only in their everyday life but also in their sex life!

4. (YOUR IDEAS!) Do you have a cool and unique idea of your own that you've dying to try? Give me the rundown and I'll see if we can do it! You'll find I'm very open minded to countless things!

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My major rules are:

(1) Please don't rush me. I won't rush you! If you ask me to reply faster, or pester and it's barely been an hour, you will be ignored or blocked. I try to respond ASAP but sometimes life can be unpredictable and it's simple courtesy / respect.

(2) I love to write and always aim for long term partners / stories. So if you're only looking for short scenes then we're probably not a good match.

(3) I LOVE futanaris, femboys, and female characters. I don't mind male characters at all, but please, no super-dominant, masculine male "chads." I've had countless bad experiences playing with partners who used characters like that.

(4) All characters and players are 18+!

*** MY KINKS AND LIMITS ***

KINKS: I am open to a vast amount of kinks! If it's not in my limits then I'm probably into it! These are just my top five! Completely optional and not required!

Incest, mutual masturbation, hyper sizes, cumflation and futanari.

LIMITS (huge no-no): Gore, smegma, feet, vomit, extreme pain, death, and illegal stuff.

Thank you so much for reading all this (I know it was quite a bit). If you did read it all just let me know your favorite dessert. And have yourself a lovely day!

(As the title says happy to play the futa if you want to play the lucky preggo beauties, but I figure this prompt will be more popular the other way~)

It had been decades since a man had been born, and even more since there had been a man who could reproduce. For as long as anybody alive could remember, futas were the only people capable of getting a girl pregnant. The problem is that futas aren't nearly as common as men. The days of the 50/50 split are long over - nowadays, it's closer to 1 futa for every 15 women.

Society, obviously, had to pivot and adapt to keep the population going. The first major hurdle was changing societal conceptions about pregnancy. No longer was it a major life event usually reserved for marriage. Instead, it had to become something much more casual, something you might do with a friend or fuckbuddy for fun. It was not uncommon to not know who had gotten you pregnant.

Programs were put in place to ensure this didn't cause any unnecessary stress - comprehensive adoption programs, not to mention benefits and tax breaks for anybody who would "do their part". Honestly, the medicine of it all progressed so rapidly that it was little more than an inconvenience. Morning sickness and mood swings were easily managed if you wanted, though plenty of people wanted to keep things as natural as possible. The biggest problem was you couldn't drink for a few months and your clothes wouldn't fit for a while. Who came out on top but the futas?

Nobody ever asked you to use a condom, they'd let you cum inside, and you could only be so lucky as to have a kink for this kind of thing. Every university and college had running tallies of who was getting the most girls pregnant(and which girls were getting pregnant the most). The biggest problem you'd run into is having too many horny pregnant girls asking you to do things for them. Buy them snacks, come over and rub their belly, fuck them silly, you know... the sort of things you always would have done for a pregnant girl. Just that now instead of one girl, your phone was blowing up with messages from half a dozen. Lucky you.

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Hiya! Slice of life stuff here. Pretty straightforward - really, this is just to enable an RP with a lot of big bellies and a lot of focus on pregnancy and breeding. I would love to kick things off by chatting and discussing where we want worldbuilding to go, what plot we might want, things like that! Do we want college girls? Young professionals? Whatever we think sounds the most fun!

Please let me know your size limits(cocks/balls) in your first message, as well as your favourite movie or TV show. I'll post my kinks at the bottom in full(and would love your thoughts on the list!) but the big one here(obviously) is **pregnancy**. Big round bellies, swollen breasts, mood swings, cravings(~~for dick~~), whatever we want to include. Happy to have some focus on impreg/breeding too, but pregnancy is the main kink here. Just want to be clear I'm not interested in birth, just the pregnancy.

I do have albums of refs I can share! I prefer photo refs over drawn, and I admit I can be picky about refs(hence why I try to keep a big album).

Lastly before my kinks, I prefer to use discord for RP and would like to move there if we think we'll click. I won't use reddit chat, but happy to explore other services if there is one you prefer!

Finally, kinks and limits! Feel free to ask if something you like isn't listed!

**Kinks**: Big cocks and balls, pregnancy, breeding, bulges, distension, tons of cum, excessive precum, cum inflation, spanking, public sex/teasing, freeuse, name calling, cock worship, non-penetrative sex(titjobs, handjobs, etc.), lactating, tight clothes, teasing, casual sex/nudity, dirty/crude talk, outfit control, edging, sub futas, soft doms

**Limits:** anal, bondage, food, gore, scat, pis

Hope to hear from you!

Being a Futa is tough. Finding pants that fit without revealing my enormous bulge, keeping the standard 9-5 hours without a chance to drain my balls, and everything else are all difficult enough, but if there’s one thing that drives me bonkers, it’s the presumption that I’m a ‘girl.’

When we’re out in public the waitress will ask you what we want to eat, as if I don’t control your diet. Shopkeepers defer to you, as if I don’t control the purse strings. Flight attendants have gotten so irksome that I’ve started paying extra to fly us private, which is pricey, but does come with the added benefit of getting to fuck you up high, instead of having you just jerk me off under a thin airline blanket.

Overall, I’m growing tired of living in this backwards society. Someday us Futas will take everything over and put all you boys in your place, but until then, I just have to deal with the sexism.

Or do I?

You come home from running errands one afternoon to see that I'm home early, standing at the doorway with an odd smile. At first you’re fearful that I’ll punish you for not having the house in order, thinking you got the time wrong. I quickly explain what happened:

“This gal at work was telling me about this new community they’re building. Oh honey, it sounds so PERFECT!”

‘Perfect’ may be the right word, but only in the Futanari sense. The town—FutaDom Town, since we tend to be a fairly literal sex—is an idyll straight from a 1950s fantasy. Starter homes on half acres with white picket fences and big backyards with huge garages for our Futa-sized cars. You flip through the pamphlet while seated on the couch while I pace the living room, going over the logistics.

“There’s an office park just 10 minutes from the neighborhood, so I’d cut down a ton on commuting costs, and I could keep my job. But I’d probably get involved with one of the eight startups that are moving there, and they’re ALL Futa-run companies. Isn’t that exciting? We could retire early!”

You’re already retired, technically. I ‘allow’ you to keep a part-time job just to get you out of the house and have a bit of pocket money for your boy hobbies. But in terms of career, I am very much wearing the pants in our relationship.

“Did you check out the kitchen in the model home? Some of them are even nicer than that!” You nod slowly as you flip to the pics of the model home in this rather fat brochure. Even before we moved in together, I always acted like cooking was something you enjoyed—rather than something you had to learn painstakingly after I explained ‘a boy’s place is in the home.’ You’ve certainly gotten better at it, but it’s not like stainless steel appliances and a granite kitchen island make your heart swoon.

“And you haven’t even seen the best part yet…”I guide you hands to the back of the pamphlet. You swallow hard at the pics of a fully-equipped BDSM dungeon, and the words ‘standard in every basement!’ In bright white text across the top.

“We could play every night…Dear.” I run my fingertips glancingly across your chin.

“So what do you think? When are you ready to move?”

You look up at me, wide-eyed, not knowing how to express yourself. This is all so sudden. Sure, there have been multiple dramatic life changes you’ve made since getting involved with me, but this takes the cake.

“Um… I’d need to think about it,” you say quietly.

I fold my arms beneath my massive tits, then nod.

“Ugh, you’re so right. We still have the lease on this little shitbox,” I say, referring to our rather nice two bedroom that, of course, I pay for. I look around like it’s some hovel. Now that I know about Futa Town, everything else is going to seem dull and distant.

I nod, decisive. “You can think about it, then.” I point to the bedroom. “Ass up and lubed. I’ll give it some thought myself while I’m pounding you.” You purse your lips. Always so romantic, us Futas. But you get up and do what you’re told, since being treated like an owned piece of fuck meat—which, again, is what you are—always gets your dick hard.

I watch you scurry off to the bedroom like a good little boy. Knowing you need a few minutes to get prepped, I flop onto the couch, pick up the brochure, and place it against my chest with a happy sigh.

Futa Town, here we COME!

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What happens when a fierce FutaDom and her semi-reluctant ‘straight’ male sub-boyfriend move to a first-of-its-kind Futanari-run town? Let’s find out! Excited to play this out with a male who can play the hesitant-but-willing guy I need to make this happen.

Send me your thoughts and kinks and we'll plan it out then play. Okay toodles!

Check out my new e-rp profile!

(Open to switching to F4Futa or even sharing characters)

The screen flashes to a tastefully decorated office, it seems to be heavily inspired by law shows of the early 2000’s. With hardwoods and oaks shining so bright you could see a green reflection in them. The camera pans across a wall of the office, it covers the mass of diplomma’s, degrees and general accomplishments that Jennifer Walter’s had accrued over her brief but impactful residency as the go to superhero lawyer in congress.

But before long, the shot pans to the side of a large oak desk, with a rather tightly dressed She-Hulk leaning against it, seductively. The camera traced up her form, from the tall black heels that forced her thick green calves to flex at all times and build perfectly into her pristine thighs, which were only halfway covered by the incredibly tight pencil skirt she wore. That skirt drifted up the rest of her thighs to her wide hips and incredible thickly toned ass, threatening to snap around one particularly girthy portion of her… front section? Yes indeed, there was an incredibly clear bulge running down Jennifer’s thigh, one that seemed to have the perfect shape to be a giant cock, and one that was bulging so hard you could see veins through the skirt itself.

Jennifer’s abs were similarly hugged by her tight dress shirt, as her unclasped jacket hung about her shoulders, skintight from her rippling muscled arms trying to break through the sleeves. And her big ole green breasts were just dying to be stared at with the mountain of cleavage that they were creating. Her hair was done up in a bun, and her face was besotted with black spectacles that were pointed squarely towards a law book in Jennifer’s hand, one she was pretending to read.

But after the strangely long shot of Jennifer’s body, she quickly snapped the book closed, and looked at the camera with an intense glare. “Hi, I’m Jennifer Walters, or as you may know me, She-Hulk. Has you or an enhanced individual you know been the victim of a vicious lawsuit or criminal accusation? If so, we here at Goodman, Lieber, Kurtzberg & Holliway (GLK&H) are here to help!”

Jennifer leaned off the desk and began walking towards camera, taking a dominant stance over it, showing just how much taller she was (at 6’7) over the cameraman. “As head of our superhuman law department, I have strived to build a practice that treats our supers with the respect they deserve! So if you feel you have a case, don’t forget to call She-Hulk! Attorney at Law…” She then leaned back, allowing her crotch to swing closer to the camera, basically giving a full frontal view of her bulging cock, then giggling and ending the commercial.

On the couch, Yelena Belova watches, eyes literally glued to the screen, mouth agape in sheer shock. “…What the fuck was that?!”

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Hiya! How are you doing today?! If you couldn’t tell, I am hankering for some roleplay with the big green herself! And not just she hulk, but a Futanized, rather pervy version of the character. My current working theory is that the gamma radiation somehow affected her libido especially and caused her to grow a rather large cock down below, but that could be a fun discussion point so I’m neither here nor there on it!

Before the ideas for scenes themself, I wanted to further clarify the idea becuase I know my writing can be a bit convoluted sometimes! Basically I was thinking that She-Hulk, placed in charge of superhero defense at her firm would begin to go a bit power crazy. As her libido gets stronger and stronger with her ego growing, she begins to trade favors for legal service. Need to get defended on a Jaywalking ticket? A quick handjob will do. Someone suing you for a brand infringement? A bit more, probably a blowjob, maybe a throating if the case looks tough. And you’re on trial for murder? Fuck you better be looking at babysitters, cause you’re gonna be popping out some green gamma babies real soon! And blackmail should be a big point too, not just trading these as favors, but giving these girls the ultimatum that if they don’t accept, it’s gonna mean big legal consequences.

I put the post as me playing she hulk, but I’m super open to opposite roles! I’m even open to fully sharing characters as I am comfortable playing anyone that I put into an rp! So please if the Futa4F saddened you don’t worry and still feel free to shoot a message!

As for my kinks, I have a fair few, and they are as follows (stars next to favs):

\*Big asses, \*Anal, \*Rimming (both ways), \*deepthroating, spanking, \*nut worship (balls and cum), \*dirty talking (especially using vulgar terms like wobblewagon, nut juice, etc), condom play,
\*huge loads, breeding, twerking, ass/thigh/foot/handjobs, anal impreg (occasionally), cumflation (light to medium), food play, degradation, blackmail, cum as food, anal foodplay, raceplay, non/dubcon, \*huge cocks (8-32 inches, for this rp I’m thinking mainly 16-24, but I’m open to suggestion), \*incest, beastiality, \*huge balls, and groping. Please let me know which ones you find interesting, and if you have any more you think would fit well!

My only limits are toilet kinks, gore, and necro.

As for plot ideas, I am open to a few things! One big plot we follow for a medium length scene or so that is just one of these ideas, or a new one. Or, we have a larger overarching story where a bunch of these are just smaller scenes! Either way, here are some ideas, please feel free to send me more if you have them:
\-Darcy’s Indecent Exposure: “It wasn’t my fault that those guys couldn’t take a joke! All I did was pull out her tits in front of a group of guys! So what if they were all cops?! It’s pretty gay they reported me!” Darcy Lewis sat in the chair opposite Jennifer, explaining her current charge of indecent exposure. But all the while, Jennifer was wondering how long to wait before asking her to perform the action in question and shove her massive green cock between those milkers.
\-Christine Palmer and her “unorthodoxed” Treatements: Christine was pacing in Jennifer’s office, breathing heavily and trying to keep her hair out of her face, cutely pulling it behind her ear as it kept falling back over her cheek. “I just don’t know what to do. I mean how can you even file a malpractice lawsuit if you’re a supervillain! And for poor bedside manner?! He just tried to freaking blow up all of New York. Thank you for taking my case so quickly Ms. Walters, but I’m just so stressed right now! I know I’m the doctor but damn! Do you know anything ways to destress?” Jennifer just smiled.
\-Yelena’s “B’n’A” for a B&E: On her way to a New Avengers mission, Yelena ending up crashing through a window in the Met. Of course while she was on government business, the New Avengers technically don’t work for them. It’s all sort of a mishmash legally becuase of a loophole in the Sokovia accords. But with Yelena bending over and showing off her world renowned dumper, staring at trophies Jen had gotten from the city, Jen was thinking about how she would love to use another loophole she’d heard about… maybe their infertility isn’t as bad in their assholes? (Ps. B’n’A stands for broken ass)
\-Peggy Carter didn’t know you couldn’t call them that any more?!: Of course, with her being recently thawed, then even more recently transported to this dimension, it was no wonder Peggy Carter didn’t know about the changing customs of the US. It was only a matter of time until some poor black sod crossed her path on a mission. And it turns out, if you break into someone’s house, even during a government mission, and call them the N word, it’s still a hate crime, who would have thunk it? Either way, Peggy is in pretty hot water with the media, so Jen is gonna have to show her color doesn’t matter, especially when it comes to big green cocks.

These are just my favorite ideas and favorite MCU gals, if you have any more ideas please feel free to pitch them! Though other girls in the MCU I do reserve the right to recast if we really want to use their characters, but hey! That’s all part of the fun.

If any of this interests you, please don’t hesitate to message back! I would love to start discussing this with some of you, and hopefully move to discord if we click, getting a hot rp cooked up between us! Have a good one, bye!

"Mom, get out of the car." I said, instantly fed up with her.

"Livvy, I don't know if I can do this." my mother mewled, covering herself as best she could. "It feels like everything is....on display."

"That's kind of the point, mom." I rolled my eyes, drumming my fingers against the roof of the car. The neon glow of the club's sign pulsed behind me, painting our soon to be argument in pink, then blue, then pink again. SHE had come to ME with this idea, and yet she started preaching about piety and decency when I suggested the place, when we picked out her dress, when we left the house, and now here. Not even 30 minutes after the last time. "You promised me you wouldn't go back to that bigoted, bible belt bullshit remember? You're gonna go out there, you're gonna look HOT, you're gonna flirt with AT LEAST one person, and then you're gonna realize you've been denying yourself happiness your entire life. Kay?"

She sighed, then swallowed, then looked up at me. "I...I know I promised. But I didn't realize we'd go somewhere so..." Her hands fluttered up and down her frame, gesturing at everything and nothing.

"I already told you, the people here are cool. Half of them are just here to dance, and the other half ask before they touch. It's not some back-alley meat market," I reached into the car and undid her seat belt. "Now, will you please get out of the car?"

Her fingers trembled as she hesitated, then finally gripped the door handle. The club's bass thrummed through the pavement, vibrating up through the soles of my heels, and I watched the pulse in her throat jump when a group of laughing women stumbled past us, their sequins catching the streetlights. One of them, your typical choker and fishnets type, caught my mom staring and winked. She audibly gasped, and that got a laugh out of them.

"You just said they'd be polite!" she hissed.

"They politely want to fuck you. And speaking of," I said, reaching into my purse, "Here." I cut five off a strip of condoms. My condoms.

"Olivia Jane! What in the devil are you implying?"

"I'm implying that if you get a chance to hook up tonight, you should be safe," I said, pressing the condoms into her clammy palm. Her fingers curled instinctively around the foil squares, but her face twisted like I'd handed her a dead mouse. The bassline from the club swelled again, drowning out her indignant gasp—thank god. "Mom, listen to me. You spent 23 years married to a man who resented what you were and treated you like a dirty secret. Tonight you get to be someone's fantasy."

A flurry of emotions passed over her face, no doubt thinking of a dozen things to say and a dozen ways I would convince her otherwise, eventually landing on a reluctant "Assuming anyone picks me out of the crowd."

"Hey!" I said, turning on my heel. "People love a MILF. They also love fat, womb stretching girlcocks, so you've got pretty good odds!" She gaped at me, scandalized, but I simply pat her on the arm with a satisfied grin on my face. "C'mon. I see my friends at the door."

Walking arm in arm with my mom, I felt the way she flinched whenever someone looked her up and down. The way she tugged at her dress, which had both a short hem and a deep v, and the way she kept making sure her cock was tucked were inadvertently telling passerby exactly where to look. But the moment we reached my friends, people she actually knew, she seemed to soften up. For a minute or two, at least.

"Hi Faith~, hi Cece~," I cooed, watching Mom's shoulders tense at the way Faith's gaze lingered on the exposed curve of her cleavage. Cece, ever the favorite, went in straight for a hug.

"Hey, Liv. Hello Mrs. Miller." Faith purred, finally moving her eyes up to mom's face. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company? Didn't peg you as the type." Mom stiffened at the pun, but managed a tight smile when Cece elbowed Faith sharply.

"Remember how she and Dean got divorced?" I said, squeezing Mom's arm before she could shrink away from that. Both of them nodded. "Well it turns out my bitchass dad had 4 other kids behind her back. Now Mom's gotta get out there and make up the difference." I grinned as Faith barked out a laugh, Cece tried and failed to stifle hers, and Mom choked on her own spit. I could feel her staring bullets into me, mortified but too embarrassed to defend herself. Perfect vengeance for every time we had a "talk" during puberty.

Faith finally managed to stop giggling and leaned in, grabbing my mom's hand and doing the most exaggerated curtsy she could. "Well, well, Mrs.Miller, if that's the case maybe I should volunteer for the cause." Her smirk was playful, her tone flowery, but her grip firm, and her thumb tracing slow circles against mom's wrist where a pulse was surely hammering. I'd known this girl for more than a decade and even I wasn't sure if she was joking. "Only question is if you're up to par. Olivia, darling, how big's your mom?"

"Fucking huge," I answered, mother and Cece both turning red for different reasons. "But you're banned until you can hold on to someone longer than a year." Faith clutched her chest in mock offense, but all four of us knew I was dead on. The moment was cut short when Cece gently smacked us both and pulled mom toward the club entrance.

Inside it was like night and day. Outside, the club had seemed seedy, but one inch past the doors it was a den of velvet and mirrors. The air smelled like fifty different perfumes, and twenty different drinks. Bodies pulsed on the dance floor, slick with sweat under the strobing lights, and every so often I'd catch glimpses of hands slipping past waistbands, fingers tracing collarbones. Mom clutched my arm like she was afraid of getting kidnapped, Faith and Cece pressed on and led us to the bar.

The bartender barely glanced at Mom's ID, something I felt a little bad for, but she stiffened when I handed her two drinks. "Strawberry margarita, left one's virgin." I called out over the music, grinning at her horrified expression.

"What? Livvy we brought the car here."

"You drink, I drive." I insisted, pushing the drinks back into her hands. "I'm not the one who needs the courage."

She hesitated, then took a sip,eyes wide at the burst of sweetness, and that was when the lights dimmed. A hush fell over the crowd as the DJ’s voice crackled through the speakers, announcing the night’s main attraction: The Serpent of Sappho. The crowd erupted into cheers, and before Mom could react, the stage curtains parted.

Spotlights flared to life, revealing a towering figure in nothing but platform heels and a harness of shimmering chains. Her skin glowed under the violet lights, sweat already gleaming along the curves of her hips, her cock swaying thick and heavy between her thighs with each deliberate step. The bass dropped, and she set into motion. Hips rolling, fingers trailing up her own body before she gripped the pole and spun, legs spreading wide to show off the glistening pink of her slit beneath the proud arc of her shaft.

Mom's mouth hung open, eyes locked onto the dancer's body with a mixture of shock and something far more complicated. Her hands flew to her chest either to cover herself or steady her racing heart, but I caught the way her fingers twitched when the dancer arched back, letting her cock slap against her stomach in a slow, obscene roll. The margarita sloshed dangerously in Mom's trembling grip as she whispered, "Olivia, this is—what is this place?" except her voice cracked halfway through, and her thighs pressed together tight enough to make the fabric of her dress strain.

"It's a futa club. Obviously." I smirked, watching the dancer on stage hooked a heel around the pole and let herself fall backward in an arch. This was going to be great.

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Hello Lovely people of the internet! I'm here again with an actually simple idea this time, though that does mean the wall of text is even less justified than usual. Oh well. In this prompt I'm looking to play.... well I don’t know, actually! As I was putting pen to paper I kept coming up with plot bunnies, so take that to mean that you're free to apply with a twist of your own. Let me lay out the basics too, since I'm not nearly as good at subtext as I think I am.

Deborah “Debbie” Miller is your classic late 40s futa milf trad wife type. She’s lived her life as a woman of god despite the church’s stance on futas, practicing piety, purity, and love for her family. She got married at 23 and wasted no time in having her daughter Oliva. A lovely woman in her own right, even if she dyes her hair, has too many piercings, got tattoos against her parents wishes, and never pays attention in church. She’s also a futa, just like her mother. For 25 good years everything was sunshine and rainbows!...until it was discovered that her husband Dean had been cheating for 26 of those 25 years. One messy divorce later and things are…fine. But having had her life shaken up so suddenly has her wondering: If Dean and her parents and the church’s insistence on monogamy and chastity didn’t mean a single thing for her marriage, then maybe her daughter’s forward thinking, sex positive, secular lifestyle is worth listening to…

So, classic setup of a overly pious woman coming out of her shell and fucking as much as she pleases. The question is, what exactly does that entail? Is she so shy that she spends all her time at the gloryhole? Does she get swept up by some dominant gymbunny and taken for a ride? Does she actually do something as crazy as knock up one of her daughter’s friends? Drunk revenge sex on some poor soul who looks a little too much like her husband? All of the above and more? I’m sure you get the idea ;)

I’m not particularly set on who either of us plays! I could be Debbie herself, her daughter offering encouragement, your partner for the night, or a GM role where I play a dozen different girls who have all heard about the womb wrecker in the third floor bathroom. Whatever works best for you and the scenario you’re looking to play. I don’t even think we need to play out this first night specifically if you aren’t into “inexperienced” characters. The context is what matters here, because context is like…really hot.

Speaking of, a bit about myself: I’ve been RPing for about three and a half years now, well before I found out about this sub, and I'd like to think I'm pretty decent at it. My complete list of kinks is too long to put here, but the main ones for this RP would be Huge cocks, huge tits, Age Difference, futadom, femdom, breeding, excessive cum, outercourse and A LOT of Dirty talk. I prefer quality over frequency, sometimes taking days to reply, but I do my best to make up for it in the writing. We’re all adults, we’ve got busy lives, so if you’re scrambling to finish a message before you need to do something, don’t worry. I get it. It’ll be ready when it's ready. I also tend to skew on the longer side of messages, not only because there's a lot to say, but also because I enjoy a good amount of plot in my RP stories.

What do I expect from you? Your first message should include an idea for what kind of scenes you'd like to play out (we can workshop this, but I'd like for you to have something in mind), your kinks/limits, who you’d like to play, any changes you want to make, and if you want to let me know you’re thorough include the last song you listened to.

I’m looking for literate, creative people who are as obsessed with hung sexy women as I am. If that sounds like you, send a chat my way. I do think that’s everything however, so I hope to be seeing you!

Disclaimer: I am 18+ and all related participants and characters are 18+

So, this is a kink of mine that I've been growing to love more and more, basically an obsession at this point. That being, I love, love, LOVE shore girls packing huge cocks. Just seeing those petite frames and contrasting it with the monsters between their legs really gets me going, so I'd love to try an RP with the concept.

It comes in a few varieties, all of which I greatly love.

• First is just generally short girls, 4'9" to 4'11" and the like, where it's fun seeing their cocks surpass those on much taller guys, and being cocky about being big where it counts
• Second is shortstacks, probably lower end of 4', love having really tiny girls more hung than more mature men and flaunting it, that even with such a small body they're more endowed than much bigger guys
• Third's like dwarves, 2-3 feet tall, think the Yordles from League of Legends or Midna from Legend of Zelda, love girls that small having cocks rivaling their whole bodies, or getting up on a grown person's shoulders and throatfucking them despite their small size
• Bonus! Cute little fairies, only a few inches tall, packing giant cocks and balls that actually weigh them down when they're flying. This one's a bit more niche but man can it be hot

While I would prefer using males for this, the title is "Futa4A" for a reason. I don't mind normal sized girls coming across these massively endowed cuties, or even grown futas being shown up by them.

Additionally, fandoms would be great for this imo, so feel free to suggest any below average height girl to be packing between their legs. Neo from RWBY, Midna from Zelda, one of the Yordles (Lulu, Poppy, Tristana), Millie from Helluva Boss, honestly probably nearly any female anime character given how their heights often are, heh.

Kinks: Large/hyper sizes, size/height difference, hypnosis, incest, genderswap, feminization, role reversal, mpreg, public sex, casual sex, inhuman genitals (Horse, knot, multicock, etc.), docking, tentacles, bestiality, and a few more I keep secret outside of PMs, but I'm extremely open to basically anything

Limits: Body waste, vore, sexual violence/abuse, necrophilia, snuff, and similar extreme kinks

Hope this one catches someone's eye somewhere!

“Do all your chores, maintain a 4.0 GPA, and REMEMBER—no fucking the neighborhood boys!”

I roll my eyes dramatically from the passenger seat and scoff loudlyat my mother’s chiding. She ignores it, both hands locked tight on the steering wheel of her Futa-sized SUV as she pulls into the driveway of our new McMansion. It’s just me and her, always has been, but for some reason she needs 3 rows of seats and 5 bedrooms with an equal number of baths. It's the ostentation of a Futa who grew up the only dickgirl in town.

I’m different. My generation are more open about who we are. More… proud. Mom sees it as a huge liability when I wear jeans designed to emphasize my bulge, or even go out in skirts that are chronically tented. She has a banging body underneath her more “form-sensitive” attire, but if you’re not showing off your thick meat along with your busty tits and firm ass, then you’re just a regular slut. On that, we agree.

She shoves a sweater into my lap. “Cover yourself up, the neighbors are out.”

I brighten. She glowers at me.

“What did I just say?”

“Cover myself up!”

“No before that, about the—oh hi, neighbor!”

Your (step) mom marches right up to the driver side window, garden hose in one hand, spiked lemonade in the other. “Oh, we couldn’t wait to meet yooooou!” She coos, clearly tipsy from whatever’s in her lemonade. The hose spurts fresh tap water all over her yellow bikini top and down her ample fake breasts.

“Y-you too,” my mom, a professional public relations mistress, is at a loss for words, for once. I have to stifle my laugh, pushing my hands against my face. For all her talk of chastity, mom is helpless in front of a huge pair of fake tits.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m stealing a peek in the side view mirror too. But I’m not the one fumbling through introductions and trying to pretend there’s not a hard-on in my mom jeans like she is.

“Is this your daughter~?” Your(step)mom asks in an all-too-sultry voice. She lowers her pink sunglasses. “Oh you look so much alike! Tell me, do you go to Local University too?”

“Yes ma’am. Just transferred.” Prim and proper with the neighbor lady, just like mom asked.

“So does my son. He’s over there.”

I turn my head. Now it’s my turn to look agog. Mom’s mostly composed herself by now, discussing cute local coffee shops and a potential future housewarming while your (step)mom nods along, laughs, and downs her drink.

Meanwhile, my jaw is hanging open while I gawk at the hottest piece of boy-ass I’ve ever seen packed into an Old Navy swimsuit.

You lie face down on the flat chaise lounger with your tight butt in the air. Aside from the bathing suit and a few remnants of sunscreen, your flesh is completely bare. There are AirPods in your ears as your arms dangle from above, phone in hand, oblivious to the fact that a ravenous Futa is currently fantasizing about claiming your hole.

“Syl, it’s impolite to stare,” says my mother, with subtle warning in her voice.

I can’t help myself.

What did mom say about the neighbor boys again?

Oh, right.

She doesn’t have to know.

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pretty simple set up! Let me know what's on your mind. Also check out my brand new RPer profile that I just added. Ok, chat soon!

Mira grumbled as her giant figure forced a creak from the bed below, kicking her defined legs from underneath the weighted blanket. The smell of sautéed carrots mixed in with eggs emanated throughout the house. Cinna’s side of the bed was empty as expected, she was always the first to wake out of the couple almost every day. A hopping bundle of boundless energy can’t seem stay in bed for long.

Slowly Mira stepped out of bed and stood at her full height. Grateful for the renovated house changing the ceiling height to nearly 10 feet, enough to fit her almost equally tall stature. Once somewhat put together she walked out the room and down the wide hallway covered in photos taken by cinna.

Eventually she reached the open kitchen, a small tall eared person was bustling about behind the Marble topped island. One ear twitched and her energetic eyes looked over to her partner.” Took you long enough to get up.” Cinna teased, her small tail twitched while she flipped her eggs. Always preparing enough for Mira to get what she needs, which tended to be a lot.

“I’m still sore from the marathon, doesn’t help you keep me up all night.” She quipped back, slipping behind the bunny to rest a hand on your hip. Pressing her firm abs to the back of cinnas head.”Thanks for makin breakfast cinnamon.” Mira whispered out to cinna while watching her cook from above. Briefly wrapping her hands around the small bunny to then follow up with a kiss on both ears. Afterwards Mira stepped back to give her some space so Cinna didn’t get burned by accident while cooking.

Making both of them a glass of water before asking,” got any plans for today? Was hoping we could go out since it’s been a bit.” Work had kept the couple busy this past week.

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Howdy! I hope I got your interest with my small opener. I’m looking for a roleplay focused on size difference so please expect that to be included. Mira can be anywhere from 8-12 feet while I was imaging cinna being around 5’2-5’6 ish. Other than that I’m open to changing anything, Mira could also be some type of beast or monster and Cinna doesn’t have to be a bunny. The setting is also up of changing, I’m open to modern/modern fantasy, sci-fi, or historical settings. I’d be happy to hear of any ideas you might have in mind.

A little about me, I'm in CST/ UTC-5, I prefer responses to be 2-5 paragraphs though I'm flexible depending on what's needed. I usually write in first but I'm open to third.I also prefer to use refs, so please bring your own character.

Kinks: rough sex, biting, scratching, aftercare, blood, size difference, transformation, muzzles/ leashes, petplay, outdoor sex, casual sex, orgasm control/ denial, light bondage, passionate messy sex, begging, body worship, sweat, praise, lovey dovey moments, mommy dom. Plus plenty more. Not all of them are necessary either.

Limits: scat, extremely unhygienic, diapers, and similar things.

Heya! I’m curiously looking for any fun and delightful futa doms for this themed roleplay I have in mind! It’s simple I know. But I have some cravings involving this plot! It involves a hung futa mom ( human/nonhuman/etc) is a retired breeder/pornstar that is riding that wave of making hella bank with a successful career of hers! She does have a single daughter and or maybe a son. The ones that decided to get to know her or perhaps she kept before/during her job. perhaps even adopted! But the mom has one slight problem. She enjoys doing her job unofficially. Even if she is could be considered ‘ past her prime’ ( 30’s-50+ to a limit discussed.) and retired. But perhaps casually jerking off isn’t doing it for her any more. Perhaps she decides to get back into the game a bit more before she fully concedes to age. But…she may have developed a taste of stealing lovers behind her back. So why not steal her daughter/son’s girlfriend behind their back and breed them relentlessly\\\~

I’m willing to play multiple characters and can be playing ether the son/daughter of this milf plus the girlfriend she’s steal and corrupt behind their back!

I’d love to discuss kinks and such in DM’s and such! However some musts are like size difference and big/huge/semi hyper cocks. Sizes can be discussed as well!) also I would prefer more then low effort/one sentence replies! See you all then!

I also have plenty of refs ready! If you don’t like any of mine ( which will be fine) I will be open to any of yours! Also bonuses to those who are down with furry on human action!

Here are my kinks below!

Anal

BDSM

Bestiality male/futa beasts)

Body Worship (all of the body including cock!.)

Casual

Cum (Drinking, bathing, etc.)

Exhibitionism/Vouyerism

Futa

Groping (by strangers, in public, without consent. Yes)

Humiliation

Incest (all the ways)

Petplay ( inexperienced but willing)

Polygamy (Multiple partners. Harems ftw!)

Prostitution/whoring( yes:3(

Public

Rape (followed with mind break <3)

Slavery ) of course!)

Sub/Dom (both!)

Toys

Under-dressing ( all of the above

semi unrealistic cock sizes, distention/bulging , impregnation, cum inflation, unusual cum/exotic cum, unusual/ exotic/ beastly cock)

Limits; snuff/necro/ diaper/ and toilet play

You two have known each other for years, you don’t remember what life was like without her and she definitely relies on you. You two moved out from your abusive homes the moment you had the means. But that doesn’t mean you ever escaped the toxic upbringings you mutually share. Becoming intimate was natural for you two. You took her virginity- all versions of it, and you’re used to her putting out whenever you want. Sometimes she says “no” which is pretty fucking annoying. You’re dating though so it’s not like consent is really a problem. Maybe she’ll sulk if you pin her down and take what you want but she’ll get over it. You two need each other. It’s you and her against the world. Just fumbling through your toxic romance as best the two of you know how.

Kinks: \* Humiliation, degradation, domination, bullying, name calling, abuse, non con, rough sex, risky/public sex, free use, somnophelia, anal, oral, vaginal, pet play, kenneling, collar and leash/shock collar, DP, fisting, gang bang, stomach bulges, excessive cum, threat of breeding. (No actual pregnancy), choking/breath play/smothering, outfit control, clothed sex, hair pulling, slapping, pain play, bondage, kidnapping, blackmail, body writing, face sitting to the point of smothering, marking kink.

Limits: are scat/farts, urineplay, gore, underaged characters and diaper play/little, smegma/dirty body, lactation, prolapse, squirting etc.

Videogames have always been your escape, your sanctuary. You were never the social kind in real life, and online MMORP games were just the thing for you. With games, I came along. Sometime after you began playing, we met. We quickly became best friends and began playing just about anything, bonding over our love and passion for the virtual worlds we explored.

This friendship spanned for years, across countless games, bordering in romance and love, however, the fear of losing such a great friendship, and not knowing who the other was outside of our online personas, kept the both is us in check and away from doing, or saying, something stupid like "I love you."

That all would soon change, as there would be a Gamecon hosted nearby us. Nearby us? That made us realize that we were online strangers, but actually lived in the same city, and awfully close to one another.

I was absolutely stoked to go, and kept pushing you to try something different for once instead of just being holed up at your house, so you eventually agreed to visit the Gamecon and meet up with me.

Little did we know how our views of the other would change.

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And that's about the general gist for this idea! If this catches your attention and you decide to DM me, make sure to tell me what song the lyrics I've hid through the post belong to, your kinks, limits and a possible ref for your character! Ideally, something drawn over something irl!

I'm ideally looking for this to be somewhat long term, and I a more soft, loving, slice of life type of deal, with a romance and a relationship blooms, with a healthy amount of smut to spice it up. I'm thinking a 50/50 story-smut split, or 60/40.

Looking forward to hearing from you!

Kinks: Excessive cum, unrealistic cocks (not hyper, for my character), smaller cocks (for yours, if applicable), risky sex, light cumflation, outfit control, corruption, cum diet, size difference, humiliation, rimming, pet play, mindbreak, non/dub-con, free use, light bondage, cock milking, cock warming, sexual positions such as mating press/full nelson, teasing, overstimulation, chastity, collars, breeding talk musk, condoms. Breast worship, nipple play, pussy eating, facesitting, tribbing, using toys, ass play/anal, breath play, spanking, rimming, exhibitionism/voyeurism, romance, wholesome/slice of life, spit play, cuddlefucking, cum play, oil play, outercourse, soft/medium impact play, soft bondage/shibari, edging/denial, forced orgasms, light degradation, lots of praise, pet names, small/large tits, curvy figures, size differences, cock worship, ball play, frotting, muscle worship, age differences, Breast worship, nipple play, pussy eating, facesitting, tribbing, using toys, ass play/anal, breath play, spanking, rimming, exhibitionism/voyeurism, romance, wholesome/slice of life, spit play, cuddlefucking, cum play, oil play, outercourse, soft/medium impact play, soft bondage/shibari, edging/denial, forced orgasms, light degradation, lots of praise, pet names, small/large tits, curvy figures, size differences, cock worship, ball play, frotting, muscle worship, age differences.

Limits: Underage, death, gore, vore, the likes.

Some of them are not applicable, and none of them are a must!

To modern day humans she was genetic perfection, but to her tribe she was just another warrior. Standing at seven foot four inches, she was on the taller end of the spectrum, which made her superior in combat and it earned her the chance to be the leader of the hunting pack. However, it was her quick cunning that kept her at the top. All the other warriors spent their days wastefully chasing after prey in the hopes of catching something, but she was different. She had a knack for trailing and stalking, moving silently despite her towering frame. And, more importantly, she learned the cycles of her prey's herd movements, letting her kill or capture scores more of rabbits, boars, and deer compared to her peers. And for her troubles, she was rewarded with being able to select her mate.

Of course, she needed to prove herself capable of being the top hunter to keep the privilege. This lead her to riskier and riskier hunts just to ensure she always was the best. One day, she had decided to take on the toughest challenge of all, to take down a wooly mammoth on her own. However, it soon became clear that such a feat was impossible, even for her, and so she made a run for it. She had hoped she could escape over the frozen lake, that the mammoth wouldn't be foolish enough to try and chase after her. Minutes later as the ice cracked all around her and she slowly froze, she would realize that it was over for her.

Over, at least, for thousands of years. Eventually, something, or someone, began to rouse her from her eternal slumber. With pure adrenaline, her body fought against it's icy prison. After minutes of struggle, the ice finally gave way to free her torso and arms, and with a loud roar she crushed the remaining ice keeping her legs trapped.

She was tired, hungry, and weak. But most of all, she was horny.

Hello! I had an idea in the back of my head for an Amazonian futanari rp. I wrote this prompt a little more vaguely so it could fit a cis prehistoric woman as well. But the basic idea would be interacting with and dealing with a giant of a woman in the modern age.

I am open to either play as the prehistoric woman/futa or having my partner play her! As far as the other character, I am open to ideas. Are they a scientist on an expedition? Perhaps a thrill seeker who was hiking in the wilderness? Or maybe the prehistoric woman makes her way to civilization and encounters just a normal person? I prefer my partner to be feminine!

I hope to hear back from y'all soon!

Kinks: Cum play, public play, rimming, nipple play/sucking, breeding/impregnation, anal training, degradation/humiliation, light BDSM, raceplay, orgasm control/denial, spanking and painplay

Limits: underage, playing as a celebrity or other real life person, scat, latex, macro/micro

You recently moved to a new neighborhood. But little did you know that this was my neighborhood. See that college chick across the street? She can't go a week without guzzling down one of my loads. All women here are part of my harem. Their husbands aren't allowed to fuck them. They can only watch as their wives and daughters get destroyed by superior Futa cock. And you won't be any different.

So with you entering the picture I'll have to find a way to add you to my harem. How will I do this? Manipulation? Addictive cum? Brute force? So many options...

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Greetings, short introduction into a cliché story, I know. But with the right amount of creativity, this can really be turned into a unique lewd story.

Who am I? The goddess of a milf of course, and now also your new neighbor. Certainly give me your size limits (height, cocksize). Because any goddess must be bigger, stronger and more powerful than a regular human. The question is how much?

Who are you? That is up to you. You can be a college graduate, part of a married couple, or a recent divorcee. I do ask that you're not too submissive (at first). It's no fun if you're already enthralled once I kick in the door. I feel like resistance is part of the fun in this kind of prompts.

In your first message you can introduce your character and may provide preferences for mine (I also have some ideas ofc). Creative ideas on how you'll be seduced are also welcome.

Kinks: Size/Age/Height difference, futadom, findom, size comparison, big breasts, big cocks, big ass, muscular bodies, musk, sweat, leg focus, feet focus, smothering, displaying feats of dominance and strength, worshipping, begging, ego stroking, high heels, boots, stockings, tight clothes, wardrobe malfunctions, clothed sex, flirting, kissing, using my body to get my way, lots of cum, light cumflation, cum diet, condoms, rough sex, pet play, human furniture, facesitting, stepping on, dub/non con, domination, humiliation, cock slapping, light violence, growth, size/attribute theft and many more

Limits: gore, vore, extreme violence, immobilizing hyper